Though the only person I ever knew who could come close to being described as a sailor was my great-uncle who joined the Navy at 18, my Appalachian grandmother often referenced sailors in recounting various pieces of weather lore throughout my childhood.

The Husky dog was last home on Saturday, June 27 in Beartrack area.  She is terrified of new people, and her family thinks she is just lost. She was wearing a small pink collar and her name is Summer.

THE PRESIDENT:  I stand before you at this noble fortress of American liberty to pay tribute to the immortal souls who fought and died to keep us free.  Earlier today, the First Lady and I laid a wreath in their sacred honor at Arlington National Cemetery.  Now we come together to salute the…