Rita Story left a legacy of tireless community service
In the early 1980s, when Scotty Baesler was Lexington's mayor, Rita Story and Alberta Coleman approached him about a self-sufficiency program for single parents. They had received information about a place called Warren Village in Denver, where young mothers lived with their children and returned to college to obtain their degrees, allowing them to compete in the workplace and make higher salaries, and to get off of public assistance.
From that initial meeting a 15-unit complex was purchased on Virginia Avenue and became known as Virginia Place, the One Parent Family Facility. There was a child care center, and the University of Kentucky was an active participant.
In the 1990s a new 56-unit facility with a state-of-the-art child center was constructed on Horseman's Lane. Then in 2004 an additional 24 units were added, making a total of 80 units for a facility that has been an example not only for communities in Kentucky, but for those across the nation.
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The facility is now known as the One Parent Scholar House and is part of the Hope Center organization. This is a perfect example of the commitment by Story to help those in need by making a better life for single mothers and their children.
Story, who died in August at age 89, worked tirelessly to provide housing opportunities for those less fortunate. She worked with the Urban County Government, Housing Authority, Habitat for Humanity, Housing and Urban Development, Kentucky Housing Corp., banking institutions and numerous non-profit organizations to bring about change and a better life for many families in Lexington and Central Kentucky. She never sought recognition. Her only interest was seeing parents and their children have a chance in life. She left a legacy that will live on for many years to come.
Thank you, Rita Story, for all your good work and a life well lived. I am a better person for having known you.
Stand by Israel
If you are an American, and especially a Christian American, it is time to get your head out of the clouds, take off your blinders and not vote for Barack Obama.
Also, let your Congress members know that the United States needs to get behind Israel and support our Jewish brothers and sisters, not abandon them.
The Israelis have never asked for our troops to help them, all they want is the ability and latitude to protect themselves from aggression.
Ever since Obama came into the Oval Office he has denigrated Israel slowly and intentionally.
We have sacrificed too many American lives fighting oppression from tyranny and defending the rights we take for granted to just quit now.
Hail to the Firebird
As I listened, the evening's program brought to mind the witches' chant from Macbeth, "Double, double toil and trouble/Fire burn and cauldron bubble." But instead of a witch stirring roots of hemlock and galls of goat, Maestro Scott Terrell conjured up a "Firebird" brew with a dash of fandango, a pinch of rhapsody and a sprinkle of caprice for good measure. Such was the opening night cuisine of the Lexington Philharmonic's 51st season.
The first ingredient in the broth was Roberto Sierra's "Fandangos," a ceremonial dance that beckoned all to this ironclad gathering. Next, pianist Alessio Bax added Rachmaninoff's "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini" to the mix. The 24 variations were sometimes sweet and tender and at other times tart and tangy. But the 18th, which almost everyone has tasted, was the most aromatically rendered that ever touched an eardrum.
After intermission, Tchaikovsky's "Capriccio Italien" made us want to play musical chairs as the orchestra ladled out this fantasy of folk melodies. But all stayed put waiting for the Firebird to spring from this magical stew. Stravinsky's menu of six spicy, rhythmic dances left the congregated fully sated. It was well worth the "double, double, toil and trouble" composers go through to create, and musicians to re-create, for those of us who feast on the beauty of their endeavors.
Hail to Maestro Terrell, to pianist Bax and to all those instrumental. The flavors from this cauldron of music will long linger after the last tone and overtone has vanished.
I turned on the Republican convention Aug. 30 and thought I had selected the wrong channel. It looked like a 1950s show with all white people in the crowd. Then the camera immediately zoomed in close to the stage and stayed there for five minutes. All you saw were the curtains. The announcer kept saying Condoleezza Rice would be speaking shortly. She was the only tan face I saw and Senator Marco Rubio was the only Hispanic.
At the end of the program, a few black and Hispanic people joined them on stage. They looked like they didn't know why they were there, but were clapping. I wouldn't put it past Romney's aides to pay these people to come in off the street, so it wouldn't look like a KKK meeting.
I wanted to hear Rice speak, along with Paul Ryan, Mitt Romney and Clint Eastwood. Ryan is bringing a human and enthusiastic side to the party, something Romney does not have — good choice. Ann Romney had to do this on the home front.
I had seen the movie Grand Torino that Eastwood had written, directed and played the leading role. His son wrote and sang the beautiful theme song for this movie. Old Clint did a gret job of acting too, or maybe he was just playing himself. I wonder how many people got his hilarious monologue at the convention.
What is with all these billboards going up about God?
What God? The heathens that put them up should at least know there are many religions and thus many gods. Even the Lord thy God (who incidentally is my God) speaks of other gods in the Holy Bible. Gee. Maybe they are talking about Zeus.
Who knows, who cares, as trying to overlook stupidity has become an everyday thing.
Janet Oldham Zarmbus
For several years I have traveled to Lexington to visit family two to three times a year. Being a lifelong registered conservative Republican, I never miss the opportunity to read the amazing opinions on your editorial pages.
The Sept. 2 edition was classic. It would be interesting to know where you folks get your information. Yet, being a Navy veteran, I am glad there are many of us who chose to serve our country so you can have the freedom to write and get published the unbelievable things you say and feel.
To one writer, your use of misogynisty topped the charts. I'm sure Condi Rice feels your pain. Just be thankful your mother wasn't as pro-abortion as you are when she was pregnant with you.