It's all about who you know

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My name is Carol McKinney. I have lived in Campbellsville for most of my life. All my children lived here, there I am a lucky lady.

But my grandchildren, who were born and raised here, are going to have to move.

My granddaughter just graduated from Campbellsville University with a bachelor's degree in social work, and my grandson's wife graduated with a degree in business, but neither one can find work. And my grandsons can do anything in construction, but one cannot work because there is no work and the other lucked into a job at a pizza restaurant.

I have come to the conclusion that it's not WHAT you know, it's WHO you know.

Here is one very small example, this happened in the 1950s.

I got a "C" in math in high school, and when my dad saw my report card he was very upset. His name was James Welby Nance and was well known in Campbellsville. We went to the school and talked to my teacher. When they saw who my dad was, they were going to give me an "A." Neither my dad nor I thought that was right, so I kept my "C" and worked harder on my next grade.

After my dad's death, who I was, was no longer important.

Carol McKinney