BACK IN THE SADDLE
Writer couldn’t read his own book
It’s done. Finally. I hope. Actually, it’s done for about the third time.
Uncle Fred occupied special place
Uncle Fred never looked better. At least, I’ve never seen him looking better. But then, I’ve never really seen him at all. Let me explain, or try to.
Dustin made impact on the cycle
It was 14 years ago when I interviewed Tom Dustin. But if it had been 50 years ago or last week, it wouldn’t have mattered. His core principles would have been the same.
Jay County Fair has a rich history
One of these days, the sign will have to be changed. Ever since the Roundhouse at the Jay County Fairgrounds was restored in 1986, it has had a sign marking it, “Floral Hall 1891.” Trouble is, it was built in 1883.
Big brother hit marriage milestone
Fifty years. That’s a milestone for any marriage. And it’s a milestone my brother, Steve, and his wife, Beth, passed this month.
Young niece provided a reminder
It’s a standing joke at our house that we had our third child because we’d forgotten how much work the first two were.
Recorder caught history in the making
The tape is a time machine. Friday afternoon, alone in my office, I push the play button and Tiananmen Square erupts all over again.
Art addiction came about honestly
If this is a character flaw, I come by it honestly. My father had a problem with charity auctions as well. The latest proof of my own problem came over the weekend in Muncie. Connie and I had gone to a wine tasting event at Ball State that was fund-raiser …
Call added branch to family tree
The phone message went something like this: A woman from Kansas called who said she is related to you. OK, I don’t know about you, but that got my attention. Enough to call back.
Selflessness was signature moment
The place was crawling with Cub Scouts. Not that I have anything against Cub Scouts. I was a Cub Scout myself.
Day was a success despite weather
Sometimes, tradition trumps common sense. That was the case on Sunday.
Wonky move eliminated the wobble
It was about 2:45 p.m. on Saturday afternoon. And there I was, standing in the stairwell at the back of the newspaper building in Portland, halfway between the landing and the first floor, trying to make my way up from the basement. I was bent over like a creature from …
Memories flew him back in time
As I snapped the picture, I was seven again. At my age, that’s a whole lot of time travel in the blink of an eye.
Let loved ones know they matter
Don’t wait. Don’t wait until someone is gone before expressing how much they mean to you. That’s the lesson driven home over the past month.
Birthday present hit a home run
When it comes to birthdays, sometimes you hit a home run and sometimes you strike out. I’ve had plenty of gifts misfire over the years, but I think I’ve knocked it over the fence a good many times as well.
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