The reality of dreams

By Griffin Fletcher

It’s late afternoon on Saturday at Paradise Point Marketplace in Scottsville, nearly a 40-minute drive from downtown Bowling Green, and the smell of steaming hot dogs mingles with the warm April air. Continue reading “The reality of dreams”

A Sketch of a Hero

By Christine DiMeo

Pinned to the door of the sculpture studio in Western Kentucky University’s Fine Arts Center, a wide horizontal flier depicting a cloud of muscled, mostly female superheroes gazing triumphantly into the sky flaps its corners at the warm spring breeze every time the nearby exterior door opens.

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While we wait

By Sille Veilmark

David Brinkley, 49, is dressed in blue. His jumper is tangent to gray, his jeans are whiter on the knees, and the rubber along the sole of his running shoes is shining white. The shoes have no marks on them yet, and  they carry him back and forth to the sound of a running dishwasher in the kitchen of his home in Alvaton, Kentucky.

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Congolese Refugee Rebuilds a Life of Service in America

Story and photos by Hannah McCarthy with photo contribution from August Gravatte.

Out of the misty haze of the early morning, a gleaming white picket fence signifies the entrance to Perdue Farms in the small town of Cromwell, Kentucky. The fence lines the half-mile road, cuts through a grassy field and stops at the first brick building of the sprawling chicken processing plant. Smoke from large chimneys mixes with the morning mist, and the faint smells of blood and chemicals hang in the air.

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Parenting a parent: a daughter reflects on mother’s Alzheimer’s disease

By: Olivia Mohr

Cameron Lebedinsky remembers the first time she started to become concerned about her mother’s memory. She was at her mother’s house on Pepperidge Drive in Bowling Green, Kentucky, sometime between 2007 and 2008. Her mother, Winkie Huddleston, took Cameron to her backyard garden area to show her a new bench she had bought. Then, five or 10 minutes later, Winkie asked Cameron again if she wanted to see the bench.

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