The old saying about good things coming to those who wait is only partially true for Leslie Beard. She already had a good thing, she said; that was being hired not long after college as a customer service representative at WIN Energy REMC in 2000. But she was a marketing graduate, and that’s what she… Continue reading.
Electricity is probably the most profound and pervasive man-made power to touch our lives. It’s a product and a service. Electricity is power plants and poles, wires and meters, outlets and switches. But it’s also the light in the night, the world at our fingertips, TV and music. Electricity is the roar of machinery from… Continue reading.
Trips together down memory lane began with a flat tire My husband and I met over a flat tire in 1959. He stopped to help me fix it. We started to date and in 1960, he bought this beautiful car: a 1960 red Chevy Impala convertible. One of our great memories is driving to Indianapolis… Continue reading.
Limberlost Cabin puts you in Stratton-Porter’s shoes In a framed photograph on a mantel, Gene Stratton-Porter stands beside a fireplace. As you look at the photo, it suddenly dawns on you that you’re standing exactly where she stood when the photo was taken a century ago. That’s what the Limberlost State Historic Site in Geneva… Continue reading.
Gene Stratton-Porter was a self-taught naturalist, novelist, photographer and illustrator. Here’s a glimpse of her life. Born: Aug. 17, 1863, Wabash County. Family: Charles Porter, husband (married 1886); Jeannette, daughter (born 1887). Died: Dec. 6, 1924, in Los Angeles in a traffic accident. Milestones: Moved to Geneva in 1889. By 1900, photographed birds and animals… Continue reading.
Ten years ago, restoration began on small sections of the long-lost Limberlost, the inspiration to Hoosier writer and naturalist Gene Stratton-Porter a century ago. From the limb of a tall dead tree, a lone and lordly bald eagle perched undisturbed and almost unnoticed. It looked down over a shallow lake lined with reeds and cattails… Continue reading.
How do you get high school students to pay attention to a show and tell on electrical safety — stuff they’ve heard a million times before? For starters, you might unsnap your left hand at the wrist and pass it around. Or hold up one of your spare right legs. Or tell them what it’s… Continue reading.
A black cat crossing the path might be considered bad luck. But for Evelyn Walker, a high school sophomore from Sunman, a black cat proved most fortunate. Her pen and ink illustration not only won the 10th grade division in the recently completed cooperative student calendar art contest, it also was picked “Best of Show.”… Continue reading.
Benjamin Franklin’s old saying “a penny saved is a penny earned” is the sound wisdom behind “negawatts,” the notion that a megawatt saved is a megawatt unburned — a megawatt we don’t need to generate. Coined back in the late 1980s, the term negawatts is once again gaining mainstream attention across the state and nation… Continue reading.
In September, we began asking readers to submit their favorite memories of this special time of year. As they did with last year’s Thanksgiving memories, readers did not disappoint. We received 85 letters and e-mails from all over the state. Some of the memories were funny. Some were sweet. And some were sad. We tried… Continue reading.
If your home has air leaks around walls, doors and windows or if you’ve left the fireplace damper open, it’s the same as having your money blow right out of your house. You’re paying for that heat that’s lost with the wind. So, if you haven’t done so already, now’s the time to prepare your… Continue reading.
Waynetown is a close-knit, mostly rural farming community in western Montgomery County. But until several years ago, few residents knew a nationally historic figure was forever in their midst. William Bratton, buried beneath a white obelisk in the Old Pioneer Cemetery on the east edge of town, was a private in the famed Corps of… Continue reading.
Two decades ago, Ray and Phyllis Yeager moved from Montana where they’d lived most of their lives to the knobs of Southern Indiana. Sometime later, Phyllis came across a historical marker on the banks of the Ohio River in Clarksville that piqued her interest. The marker stood seemingly unnoticed by most passersby and isolated —… Continue reading.