As I look around Kentucky, especially central Kentucky, I see
the wholesale slaughter of our green space. Much of this space includes
historic ground. With each new subdivision, or strip mall, we lose more of
our farms and our wild places. There is an all out war against everything
natural. It is a hurtful thing to see the places of one's youth destroyed,
buried under a sheath of brick, mortar, and pavement.
How many more gas stations, Wal-Marts and McDonald's do we need?
But then, there's the issue. It's not about need, or even want. It
comes down to land owners and developers chasing after the almighty dollar.
Greed, simple greed, is what drives this plague of destruction. Its
casualties are not only the topography, but there is a human factor as well.
Where will our children and grandchildren play? Where will
we go where we might see and experience unspoiled nature? Where will we go
to see our own history? Those places are steadily being wiped from the
face of the Earth. Or, they are being surrounded and isolated. Have
you ever seen the Alamo? In Lexington, there is another good example.
McConnell Springs was the site of Lexington's founding; where the long hunters
were camped when they learned of the battle of Lexington, Mass. in 1775.
It is a very nice park today, but it is completely surrounded by industrial
sites. In fact, it is hidden behind a business so as to be nearly
I was nearly brought to tears one day as I drove through
Richmond, Ky and saw the ruins of Woodlawn, which had been the home of Col.
William Rhodes. The house had witnessed part of the battle of Richmond in
1862 and was where the 11th Kentucky Cavalry was formed shortly after the
battle. It was being taken a part, brick by brick and carted off to
Lagrange in Oldham County. What was a few years ago the finest example of
Federal architecture in all of Kentucky, was now a pile of old bricks. You
see, it sat upon a piece of prime real estate in the heart of Richmond's
The fields where I used to roam and work and hunt for arrowheads
as a teenager in Jessamine County are gone forever too. Subdivisions have
replaced the ground that had given me so much. What history is there to a
cheap press-board and brick veneer shack that passes for a $150,000 home?
What past is there to the mortgage and debt that come with that shack? We,
as a society, have lost sight of some important things, like our heritage and
our roots. We have replaced them with instant gratification and a short
Ours is at best a poor stewardship and our descendants will have
to answer for it. If we forget our past, we lose our direction, and
ultimately, we will repeat it. Maybe the next time around, we will do