Stranded students rescued by Brown County cooperation 4-H Teen Ambassador Dunning attends SHOT Show Veterans Service Commission invites veterans to seek help with benefits Unemployment rate rises in Brown County Pick a Lollipop, help a dog A season to remember G-Men hit the field for first baseball scrimmage Eastern’s Rigdon, Purdy earn AP SE District Div. III honors New blocking, kicking rules address risk minimization in high school football Judy A Schneider James M Darnell Lawanda R Truesdell Paul E Grisham Arrelous R Rowland Dennis E Stivers David M Daniels Fayetteville man is charged with child porn April 1st Grand Opening for Jacob’s Ladder Resale Boutique in Georgetown Talent Show auditions at Gaslight Theatre Nine indicted by county grand jury Vietnam Veteran’s Memorial Wall visit coming next May to BC Fairgrounds In it to win it! Bronco wrestlers end season on successful note Eastern’s Hopkins finishes 5th in long jump at OATCCC State Indoor Track and Field Meet SBAAC awards academic all-stars, winning teams Marvin D Atkin Beverly S Flatt Jessie M Sanders Leroy Deck Sr Jody A Towler Sherman E Young Kenneth C Burton Varnau’s face second defamation suit Attorney General to visit Georgetown schools Clermont County GOP hosts Wenstrup, DeWine at dinner Fatal car crash in Adams County BC Chamber welcomes new Cricket Wireless store to Mt. Orab Aberdeen Council approves 2017 budget Royce K Zimmerman Lady Warriors advance to Elite 8 SBAAC awards boys basketball all-stars SBAAC girls basketball all-stars take home awards SHAC Winter Sports Awards Banquet set for March 12 Altman claims 170-pound district title Sirkka L Buller Arthur C Schneider Lowell G Neal Virginia M Schirmer Connie S Darling Harold L Purdin Terry E Frye Lucille Schumacher Lady Warriors roll to district finals Broncos take care of business to claim sectional crown G-Men upset MVCA to earn berth sectional finals WBHS JROTC Rifle Team competes at Camp Perry Lady Rockets finish 12-12 Season reaches end for Rockets Eugene D Ring Two indicted on major drug charges Two charged with home invasion Cincinnati airport expanding services, lowering prices in effort to compete Two sentenced in common pleas court Georgetown man hurt in car crash Robert G Miller Linda M Howland Robert E McKinney Mildred J Hodges Farrel L Amiott Patricia Brown Rick L Dye Mary E Nagel Betty Ratliff Broncos claim SBAAC wrestling title Broncos pull ahead for win over G-Men in SBAAC Tourney Ripley boys wrap up regular season with win at Lynchburg Eastern girls are sectional champs Anderson pleads not guilty to battery charge Some county offices to change locations Fayetteville prepares for Traveling Vietnam Memorial Wall HealthSource hosts Chamber of Commerce meeting Five sentenced in Brown County Common Pleas Court June Howser Marguerite A Fender Timothy D Harris Jay R Purdy Robin S Godwin Marc A Wachter Chester W Eyre Warriors blast past the G-Men, 61-40 Rockets performing well heading into post-season tournament play Lady Warriors bring home the Gold with perfect 13-0 finish in SHAC Western Brown Junior High wrestling team wraps up successful season Rockets fall victim to ‘Pack’ attack Broncos suffer heartbreaking loss to Mentor Lake Catholic in state quarterfinals Adult Education Center coming to county ‘Senior Playground’ moving forward at Georgetown park Brown County 4-H kicks off another year Eastern Middle School celebrates “Kindness Week” Billie L Shoemaker

When real life reality sets in

It is always good to hear from readers and I appreciate the feedback I have gotten over the past weeks.

Graduation is always an important time. Speeches are made and advice given to the graduates. We certainly wish our graduates the best.

Graduation started me thinking about my old neighborhood where I grew up. For a rural area we certainly had our share of kids in the immediate area. In some rural areas your nearest neighbor might be a mile or more away.

Our small area produced a county prosecutor, a US Marine, a college professor, a Naval officer, a hospital CEO, a newspaper publisher, plus many others in all professions and walks of life.

Every now and then my brother will post an old photo on Facebook and I will look at it and wonder who those young people were and what have they become. In your youth you spend a lot of time with your friends. Our pastimes were hunting and sports. We did a lot of those things together. When you spend time with someone you really get to know them, and then comes the reality of real life and they are gone.

Everyone gets a job or they go off to school. It doesn’t mean you won’t see them again, it just means – unless you work at it you won’t be as close as you were to them. There’s just a few I haven’t seen since I left the farm.

Our time hunting the Ohio River bottoms will mostly be forgotten, but spending all that time together brought us together like family. You might have a spat with one of your friends only to forget about it and move on a week later. That’s kind of what brothers and sisters do.

There were times where five or six of us would go out hunting at one time. That was quite a sight. We cornered a few rabbits that way. They were slightly out numbered.

I can remember sitting on the future county prosecutor’s wall outside his house with our shotguns laying beside us. He was pacing in front of us as we were all conversing when one of the guns went off suddenly… a scary moment. No one was hurt, but we were much more careful with our guns after that happened.

We lived many miles from our school so consequently we didn’t play high school sports. It was just too far to make that drive every day. Back then, many families only had one car and certainly did not travel to town as much as people do today.

I can remember the high school basketball coach, who was traveling on US 52 to the University of Cincinnati to get his master’s or administrator’s credentials, asking, “do you guys play basketball all the time? I see you outside every time I drive by.”

Of course … we did.

We had some great football games in the side yard too. The tobacco barn was our goal line.

We invented the West Coast offense way before there was ever such a thing. We were not supposed to play tackle football, but we did when no one was looking.

So when three of us hit one guy at the same time (high, middle and low) provoking a call to the life squad, that concerned us very much as we were instructed “no tackle football.” The “tackle-ee” managed to escape serious injury that day by the grace of God and we suddenly had a re-newed interest in the game of touch football.

Such was life on the farm. What do you remember about your neighborhood?

Steve Triplett is the editor of this newspaper. He may be reached at 937-378-6161 or striplett@civitasmedia.com.

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