A new show at Southern Indiana Center for the Arts in Seymour features one of my favorite art forms - photographs. The exhibit, the Carl Morrison Photography Show, which runs through the end of May, displays the work of Hayden native Carl "Mo" Morrison,...
Teapots, buttons or Coca-Cola signs - if it exists, someone will collect it. I collect words. "Osmosis," for example. Forget its biology-based first and second definitions in Webster's. Go straight to the third definition, the one that describes a "seemingly...
If I could travel back in time, one of the places I would visit is southern Indiana, including right here where I live. I'd go back to a time when nothing was here except plants and wildlife and the occasional hunting party passing through. I've read...
Schools may close for the summer, but a child's education never stops. As classes and homework take a leave of absence, the void they leave behind will be filled with other pursuits, every one of which will be a learning experience in its own way. What...
A barn is like an anchor for those who make their living from a sea of rolling fields. It is a place of shelter for livestock, and also a shield from the elements for the tools of the farmer's trade. Old barns, worn, even dilapidated, display character...
Obedience training is going well. I think that before long, somebody's going to be getting a little diploma ... We could have gone to a proper, professional facility, I suppose, but the dog and I decided to home school. We developed our own little commands...
So much for Silda Spitzer's law degree from Harvard. So much for being the mother of three daughters. So much for a lot of things Silda Spitzer might be. For now, at least, she is "poor Silda," wife of Eliot Spitzer, the newly resigned governor of New...
What's in a name? Apparently, it all depends on where you want to put it. Let me make it clear right from the start that I don't have a dog in the fight over whether to name or rename anything after John Mellencamp. I don't know John. I didn't even...
Every year, it’s the same. Summer comes, and I complain about the heat. Winter comes, and I complain about the cold. I have no complaints about spring or fall, since we don’t seem to have them anymore. Not having a disaster elsewhere, such as...
I always hated it when one of the Cartwright boys fell in love. It always ended badly, especially for the girl. Each week, as the familiar theme from “Bonanza” played and Ben, Hoss, Adam and Little Joe raced their horses right up to the cameraman,...