Marshall Phillips had a story he wanted to tell, one from the earth in Shelby County to the villages of East Africa and back, so he did what most people only think of doing: He sat down and wrote a book.
Phillips has published He Leadeth Me, which he calls an autobiography that’s about half about his life as a farm boy from Chestnut Grove and the rest about the years he served as a minister and with the Southern Baptist Church’s Foreign Mission Board in Kenya and Tanganyika.
Dr. Herbert S. Kays was a man who wore many hats in his day, but even more than for his time spent as an educator, dentist, or star high school athlete, many will remember him for was his kind-natured spirit.
Charles Clifton was a Shelbyville native who knew Herbie Kays well.
“Of all his accomplishments, he was a good man and a good friend. I can’t pay him any higher complement,” he said.
The weather wasn’t quite delightful, but neither was it frightful Saturday at the Christmas Parade, an event that had a specific theme this year.
Touted as the Red, White and Blue American Christmas, the parade down Main Street featured 20 floats, up a few from last year, many of which featured patriotic themes, a couple of them depicting Ground Zero on Sept. 11, 2001.
Tom Peterson was considered in the journalism community not only a veteran reporter but also a person whom many colleagues considered a mentor. He died Nov. 11 at the age of 59.
“Tom was a tenacious reporter who was really dedicated to the pursuit of truth,” said Jack Brammer, a Shelbyville resident and reporter with The Herald-Leader in Lexington who worked with Peterson in the 1970s at The Sentinel-News.
“Tom really did a lot for the paper; he put a lot more emphasis on hard news and investigative reporting.
Judy Young said she realized late in life that her boots were made for more than just walking – they were made for hiking long-distance trails.
Young, 66, has by her estimation trail-hiked more than 3,000 miles since retiring in 1997 as a teacher from the Shelby County school system. Her foot-trips, some of which she has done by herself, have taken her coast-to-coast in the United States and to several overseas destinations.
But before she could take her first journey, she had to avoid stumbling over the loving objections of family and friends.
Steve Miller lay in a hospital bed for one of the many days he spent there, drifting in and out of consciousness, enduring debilitating pain and distress, surrounded by family, friends and coworkers who shared the question that reverberated around his mind and pulsed through his veins: Am I going to die?
His boss, U.S. Rep. Brett Guthrie, was there to hold his hand. His wife, Donna, kept after the doctors and nurses as the pain and disorientation that followed what he thought would be a rather simple heart procedure slowly but assuredly overwhelmed him.
Thousands descended on downtown Shelbyville on Saturday for the annual Celebration of Lights event. The masses showed up to ring in the Christmas season and watch the town spring to life with lights glowing from every corner.
Frank Goodwin literally and figuratively put the Budd Company on the map in Shelbyville.
Not only was he the first plant manager for the company when it finally opened its doors in 1987, but he was also instrumental in building the site near Interstate 64 that is now Martinrea Heavy Stamping.