Forget about one of those days, how about one of those weeks? Not that I’m complaining, but I’ve been running around like a chicken with it’s … err … head cut off for four days straight and … let’s just say I’m more-than-ready for the weekend. And no, not the Loverboy, everybody’s “Working For the Weekend” kind of weekend. More of the let’s-kick-back-and-relax-because-Monday-comes-too-soon variety, if you please.
That won’t happen, of course, but hey, a man can dream, can’t he?
Needless to say, I’m quickly filling up this week’s coverage report, with stories on a decent-sized cocaine bust in Afton, Vasilios Pothos’ arraignment and $100,000 bail, the sentencing of former Earlville mayor Toni Campbell – not to mention cocaine-runner Richard Tyler – and a minor ammonia leak at Agro Farma’s production facility. Seems to me like the police/fire/ems beat (and court) will never lack when it comes to a little excitement. On a happier note, the NHS varsity cheerleading squad will hold its 2nd annual “pink” football game for breast cancer awareness Friday night, which has – since its humble beginnings – spread to involve the entire school. Way to go, ladies!
My column this week was a no-brainer, to say the least. Andy Rooney, by far my favorite member of CBS’s 60 Minutes team, signed-off for the last time Sunday night and I was sad – to put it mildly – to see him go. Rooney has always been an inspiration to me, even before my time here at The Evening Sun, and all I can say is … I would not be the writer I am if not for his unique brand of wisdom, sense of humor and common sense approach. Good luck, Mr. Rooney, and thanks again.