Boone Creek plan would be welcome tourism for state
I support the proposed canopy tours at Boone Creek.
From the late 1960s until the lock and dams closed on the Kentucky River, my family boated from the Clay's Ferry dock. Boone Creek became my playground.
This proposed project will allow a limited portion of this great place to be shared with everyone.
Concerns have been raised with emergency medical access, safety and sewage. The obvious answer is to let insurance companies worry about safety.
Either bring EMTs in or the injured out with glorified ATVs fitted with gurneys. Sewage could be handled at the visitor's center and with portable toilets. Those are just my ideas.
This property is located at exit 99 of Interstate 75. It was once the site of a dilapidated gas station and a barbeque restaurant. It lays beneath the massive interstate bridge that crosses the Kentucky River.
According to Google Earth, this project affects the 1.4 creek miles from the exit downstream to the Kentucky River. This could be a great way to expose I-75 travelers to more of what Kentucky has to offer.
Considering the industrial history of the Kentucky River, the old and new highway bridges that cross the river within sight of the mouth of Boone Creek, I have trouble with the "great sanctuary" argument concerning this stretch of the creek.
I have heard everything about this projects from ski lifts to an amusements park with the same acreage as Kings Island.
The misinformation and hysteria surrounding this project compels me to speak up.
Fielding L Turner
Honor Guard ready
It was very gratifying to read your article on the American Legion Post 38 honor guard. These people really deserve some recognition. They are all-volunteer and provide military honors in all kinds of weather for our departed veterans.
We also have an extremely active honor guard here in Lexington at the Man o' War Post 8 American Legion. Our honor guard presides at about 250 funerals a year, sometimes as many as five a day.
Most of our funerals are at Camp Nelson National Cemetery. However we do all of the local cemeteries whenever we are called upon.
All a family has to do is notify their funeral director that they wish to have military honors for their deceased members and the funeral director will notify their local American Legion Post and an honor guard will be provided.
I want to commend you on an excellent article that was enlightening to a lot of people who may not realize how to arrange for military honors.
We're not 'Yankees'
In reference to a Jan. 11 letter about shooting sandhill cranes, I would like to respond. I live in Kentucky and I am totally against the hunting of these beautiful birds.
What I do not like at all is to be called a Yankee. Kentuckians are not Yankees. We had a lot of good men who fought and died as confederates for the South. So don't call me a "Yankee."
A lot of the people in Florida are "snowbirds" from Yankeeland (north of the Ohio River) and beyond.
Once again, call me anything you like, but don't call me a Yankee. That gets my blood boiling.
Fed up with KDFWR
A recent letter from a Floridian chastising our state for opening a hunting season on sandhill cranes has finally been the push I needed to openly voice my feelings about the whole situation.
Since I first learned of the proposal to hunt these magnificent birds, I felt nothing but disgust toward the Kentucky Department of Fish and Wildlife Resources.
As a citizen of our commonwealth, I wrote several letters to the KDFWR asking them to reconsider this proposed hunt. I never received the courtesy of a reply.
Their silence confirmed my belief that, although public meetings were held, such meetings were only for show and that this hunt was a done deal from the start.
The letter writer from Florida feels exactly as I do. I would also add that anyone who participated in this hunt is a coward and far from a sportsman.
The letter writer from Florida should do what I have chosen to do: not spend a dime on Kentucky tourism.
All our cranes
While I agree with the letter writer from Florida that hunting the sandhill crane is not honorable hunting, in fact I would be hard-pressed even to call it a sport, his stereotypical characterization of these Kentucky "hunters" as "beer swilling hooligans and low-class thugs," as well as "nothing but garbage," is not honorable writing or thinking.
Furthermore, his statement referring to the sandhill cranes as "our sandhill cranes" is simply false. The sandhill cranes belong to no one, neither to Floridians nor Kentuckians; yet they are, of course, for everyone.
Consider: the sandhill crane, when we are privileged to experience its purity of being and its beauty, gives us for a fleeting moment a sense of grace and a feeling of peace — that is, until the loud and piercing shotgun blast shatters that peace and someone will have killed, yet again, another irreplaceable creature.
Blood always needed
One of my favorite TV programs is What Would You Do? We are each called upon to make this decision more often than we might think.
Not a week goes by that we don't see or hear of the need for blood donors.
People with injuries, anemia, cancer, heart disease, leukemia, etc. need blood on a regular basis. Four million people need blood every year, one patient every three seconds. Ninety seven percent of the population will need a blood transfusion by the age of 75.
I live in the River Valley Region of the American Red Cross. On an average day our region needs 600 pints of blood. Thirty-eight percent of the population is eligible to donate, but only eight percent do so.
We are eligible to donate every eight weeks, but the average donor gives 1.5 times a year. Surely we can raise that to three times a year.
A number of years ago nine people in my office committed themselves to donate blood. At the end of the year we had given 5 gallons.
According to the Red Cross up to three people are saved each time a pint of blood is donated: newborns, cancer patients, accident victims, even wounded warriors sent to Louisville for hand surgery. Our small effort truly made a difference.
What a great project for other groups: bridge or poker players, hunters, homemakers, Red Hat Society ladies, book clubs, church groups, office staffs, Scout leaders, sports trainers, etc.
So what will you do?
To all the good folks who voted for David Williams, Republican candidate for governor, are you sorry he lost? What if he had won, choked on a Big Mac and died?
Richie Farmer would be the governor of the fair state of Kentucky.