Old-school news, just in time
by Kevin Burton My very first ecstatic sports moment came via a baseball wild pitch. The Cincinnati Reds won the 1972 pennant by scoring two runs in the ninth inning of game 5. First Johnny Bench hit a tying home run. Then with two outs, Pittsburgh pitcher Bob Moose uncorked a game-ending wild …
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by Kevin Burton I have spent most of my life in the American Midwest, the breadbasket of the world, but I never did learn to use a plow. Nevertheless we are going to talk plows today as we learn about focus and hard work in service to God, in a message from Dr. …
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by Kevin Burton Guys, Sweetest Day is Saturday. I am posting this on a Wednesday to give you time to react and prepare appropriately, as is my wont. Let me break it down for you in a way you can understand: According to social.com, 36 percent of sales in the $7.9 billion …
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by Kevin Burton The Cincinnati Reds have been included in the baseball playoffs this year as a wild card, with an 83-79 record. I used to be wild about baseball and the Reds, less so now, but I never have been wild about the wild card. Too many teams mediocre teams get into …
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by Kevin Burton Residents of one Alaska neighborhood in my newspaper’s coverage area sought to correct a flooding problem by putting rocks in a river. Riprap, they called it, which is, as I would learn, “a foundation or sustaining wall of stones or chunks of concrete thrown together without order.” From that …
by Kevin Burton This bit of Burton family lore started small, sprung up unexpected. We had a maid named Mrs. Long. This was before the basement at my father’s house in Yellow Springs, Ohio was finished, when you could still practice hockey on roller skates and shoot a plastic puck into a 4-by-6 …
by Kevin Burton I recall in certain mornings at the Ohio State School for the Blind, listening to birds singing, in the moments before I had to get up and get the day started. I would think that if I could endure a few easy classes, I would then have the rest of …
by Kevin Burton “Some Christians are sadly prone to look on the dark side of everything, and to dwell more upon what they have gone through than upon what God has done for them,” writes Alistair Begg in a recent Truth For Life e-mail. If you, like me, could easily substitute your name …
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by Kevin Burton The shirt I had just bought said “Sweet Home Kansas’ or “Down Home in Kansas,” something like that, and it was supposed to make a statement. With decidedly mixed emotions I had just taken a job in Kansas and left my homeland, Ohio, behind. The shirt was one way of …
by Kevin Burton I believe it was the great Marty Brennaman, on the Cincinnati Reds radio network, who used to call the first game of a three-game series the “lid-lifter.” Let’s tack that one on, at the very beginning mind you, like the first pitch in the top of the first inning, to …
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