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Don’t go vote on Nov. 8. Let me decide who should be governor and attorney general. It’s no problem for me, I’m out driving around anyway. Let me vote and you stay home or at work and don’t worry about a thing.
I don’t mind voting. It’s an easy enough thing to do. But my vote and opinion won’t match everyone’s. That’s okay with me but some of my readers might get upset if I want Conway for attorney general and they want P’Pool. Different ideals in government have long caused wars and angst.

For all of those parents past the stage of toddlers, here’s a reminder.
“It’s mine!”
“No! Mine!”
“No, it’s mine!”
“Momma! He won’t give me my toy!”
I’m not sure when the “mine whine” started but it seems to have intensified in the last week. I wonder if the community’s shopping bug has bitten the children.
In an attempt to stop this display of toddlerism, I declared a ban of the word “mine.”

The Record’s question of the week, ”Do you believe in Santa Claus?” is very close to my heart and my family. I have always shared with The Record readers our love of Christmas. My love of Christmas extends further than that. It is an extension of my love for my Mother.

By Al Cross
This column first appeared in the Courier-Journal on Dec. 18

As Gov. Steve Beshear finished uttering the 18 words about expanded gambling in his 2,000-word inaugural address last week, a National Guard plane flew low and noisily over the Capitol, forcing him to repeat his next line.