There are a few things I can guarantee.
I know that you should never say never, and you should never guarantee unless you really can, but I’ve got this.
If you are reading this newspaper column then you are the son or daughter of someone — I can guarantee that.
Growing up whether you were raised by your parents, grandparents, foster parents, aunts or uncles, I am confident that you were encouraged to be involved in things throughout your life.
If your influences were in sports, then it was athletics; music — join the band, choir, jazz band; writing — Journalism Club, Year Book Staff, editor of your school newspaper; academic teams — scholastic events.
Miranda Lambert sings in her award-winning song “All Kinds of Kinds,” that it takes all kinds, and it does.
I played sports growing up in elementary and high school, but my parents never encouraged my siblings or me to do so. My mother wanted us to do anything besides play football.
Being involved in activities, in a club or on a team teaches a lot of lessons that are valuable for life.
It truly takes all kinds of kinds and each of us represent our kind.
In high school when I wasn’t playing football I served as the public address announcer for my high school basketball team.
Somewhere between introduction of the starting five for each team I was also calling play-by-play for WANO Radio 1230AM.
My involvement in sports grew to include serving as an official with the Kentucky High School Athletic Association, then I went on to officiating junior college basketball, NAIA basketball, all the way to being a ref in the NCAA.
In time, I went from officiating to serving as a sports chaplain, ministering to teams, sharing motivational messages and encouragements as a Christian and public speaker.
This being my season of “Thanks-Giving” I cannot help by mention the blessings of opportunities because of sports.
Nate Zettler from Hamilton, Ohio was recently conducted into the Union College Hall of Fame. During his acceptance speech he mention my work and ministry sharing about his struggle when he was a freshman in college and how he had become homesick and was ready to go back to Ohio.
When he signed his professional baseball contract with the Kansas City Royals he called then to say thanks, reminding me of our times together.
One of his favorite stories to tell about “preacher” is when I would drive behind him in the college van playing his favorite music loudly out the windows to motivate him as he ran (If only we had MP3 players back then).
Serving others I have discovered really makes a difference. It maybe years that pass before you know the impact but we should never discredit the effort of helping others.
Banford Keith Hill played baseball at Campbellsville University. A friendship that began because of sports when I would umpire his college baseball games.
Our friendship includes witnessing him graduate from the Lexington Metro Police Department, to the opportunity of serving as his wedding officiant for he and wife Nancy, to now the celebration of the birth of their son James Banford.
Who would have imagined?
I didn’t but I am grateful for each year we’ve shared together.
So many friendships, too many to mention, but this year Nate represents Union College and Keith represents Campbellsville University.
Hundreds of “Thanks-Givings” were made through sports and each year until I type no more I will honor these unique friendships that have become so valuable and cherished.
The opportunities we each have are special, each in their own kind of way. It takes all kinds of kinds and I am thankful this year to acknowledge the difference Nate, Keith and their families have made in my life.
There are a few things I can guarantee.
HOW 'BOUT THIS?: The quiet discrimination of handicapped individuals
When I was a child, my parents took us to this amusement park called Knoebel’s Grove — it has a slightly different name now, but the basic premise remains.
It is and was Knoebel’s — and it was always fun.
I felt the same way about another regional amusement park, well known across the south.
But that attitude recently changed — as did my opinion of the place.
HALL THINGS CONSIDERED: We are never too busy to spend time with God
If you’re like me, every now and then you have a crazy week when you just can’t wait for the weekend. This past week was one of those weeks for me.
HALL THINGS CONSIDERED: God’s faithfulness is our anchor
A little over two years ago, my wife, Carmen, and I took a little trip to one of my favorite nearby places — the Pigeon Forge area of Tennessee.
HOW 'BOUT THIS: We all need a contingency plan for our older years
I was trimming my beard the other day and was forced to notice the two or three gray hairs I had seen during the last trim had now expanded to gray patches.
- HALL THINGS CONSIDERED: An MRI reminds me to be thankful
Shelton was a hero by any definition
The word hero is used a little too loosely for my taste these days.
To be honest, it’s been used way too much for a long time and I’m just as guilty as the next guy.
LIKE IT OR NOT: MLB's All Star effort was a bust
With the 85th edition of Major League Baseball’s All-Star game in the books, I have to say I feel like the whole thing was a complete bust.
THE WAY IT IS: Some local teams can make a run
Well folks, our Little League All-Star action is beginning to wind down, and I’ve been fortunate enough to see two of the Tri-County’s resp
LIKE IT OR NOT: It's been a very busy summer
While a lot of people would expect the local sports scene to slow down in the Tri-County in the summer time, that’s not usually the case for us here at the Times-Tribune.
May we all cherish those few WWII vets who still live
I watch this old BBC program pretty often called “Are You Being Served?” It’s mostly out of syndication — what shows remain can be seen most often through PBS.
- More Editorials Headlines
- HOW 'BOUT THIS?: The quiet discrimination of handicapped individuals