Emotions can be a positive in life, depending upon how you react to the emotions. This week, as I pen the Bull, I think back to the fact that the older I get, the more emotions I show, maybe even the more opinionated I get, but the fact of the matter is, as I get older, day by day, and year by year, I’m 40 years removed from high school. I’m a so called “seasoned” newspaper fella, whether that is good or bad thing, I don’t know, as that’s not my prerogative, that is on you, as the readers of the Clay County News. Either you like it, or you don’t. In this world, “it is what it is.”
I reflect back to a conversation I remember having with my father, who is one of two people that I truly believe was, and are the drivers of who I am.
I’ve written a great deal about my dad, some called him Doug, the Duncan clan called him “Butch” (to this day I am not sure why they called him Butch, but they did), and the other person is my sister Tonya.