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Sound heralds spring's arrival

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By James Roberts

 

There are a lot of things I don't like to do. But at the very top of that list of things I hate is mowing the lawn.

Last week, I started hearing that horrible sound of lawn mowers and weed whackers starting up for the first time since last fall. To many, it signifies the start of spring, when flowers bloom and tree branches fill with leaves.

To me, it sounds like nails on a chalkboard. Or maybe a death knell.

So, this past weekend, I finally dragged my trusty, rusty push mower out of hibernation. I don't know how common it is for folks to name their mowers, but mine has a name. I can't print it in a family newspaper, but if you ever drive by my house and hear me cursing at my mower, I'm really just calling it by its name.

I have no outbuilding, so I store the mower in the basement during the off-season. Dragging the thing up the basement stairs is no picnic. I've tried running it up a homemade ramp and that was no easier. So I drag it, hoping and praying that it falls apart along its bumpy ride up the steps.

Sadly, it made it intact, though I didn't. I pulled a muscle in my shoulder that left me unable to raise my left arm for a few days. The pain made mowing the lawn even more unpleasant than normal.

Then, naturally, the mower didn't want to start. It took a few threats and curses from yours truly to get the thing to finally roar to life.

While on the subject of spring, let's talk about the ultimate spring cleaning.

I wasn't here when Fruit of the Loom ruled the economic landscape of Taylor County. I moved here in 2000 and "the factory" had been closed for about two years.

Still, the facility is a big part of Campbellsville, even for those of us who were not around when FOL employed thousands of people. I've heard the stories and interviewed many folks who worked there.

And, while I believe the property has been an eyesore, it also seems odd to see it all coming down. Standing on the site last week amid piles of rubble, I felt like I was standing in another world.

Though some may be sad to see it all come down, I'm looking forward to what's going to go up in the same spot.