On Thursday October 2, 2025 Falmouth City Council has on its agenda the second reading to remove the historic overlay designation from parts of the zoning map. This is both a subtle and a huge change for a town to […]
On Thursday October 2, 2025 Falmouth City Council has on its agenda the second reading to remove the historic overlay designation from parts of the zoning map. This is both a subtle and a huge change for a town to […]
I am in the early stages of a decision I have made. Waiting on and trying to inspire any sort of effective change while officials are already holding office is usually untenable. It is not supposed to be but here […]
I am in one of the moods I get in every once in a while. Dangerous is the best way I can describe this mood. Dangerous because my honesty passes my tact. I have a confession, Falmouth. When I feel […]
Some stories don’t get passed down because they’re uncomfortable. But that’s exactly why they should be. Williamstown, Kentucky,1924. The Klan was in town. Not in whispers. Not in rumors. Out in the open. The 1920s Klan wasn’t just burning crosses […]
How flatboats, whiskey, and hard miles shaped early Falmouth Before the railroad ever whistled through town, before the courthouse clock ticked off Main Street’s rhythm, Falmouth’s future floated. Not in blueprints or election slogans, but on flatboats. Back then, the […]
Cynthiana came together where the river bends, the tracks run straight, and two sisters’ names blended into one. There’s a quiet charm to this place. A kind of rhythm that never quite left, even as the steam engines faded and […]
Falmouth, you have a year and a couple of months to start shaping the opinion of what you want in the next election. For some of you, the lines on both sides have already been drawn and you know where […]
Some towns are born on battlefield deeds. Others? A train whistle, a river lock, and a name that stuck harder than it should’ve. Before it was Butler, it was Fourth Lock, named for the ambitious but half-failed navigation system they […]
Before there was a town, there was a man. And before the name “Williamstown” echoed across Grant County hills, the land knew only trees, grit, and a Revolutionary War vet who refused to play small. William Arnold wasn’t born in […]
