Category Archives: The Past is Ever Present…

Musings on memory, nostalgia, and old stuff still new…

On the Road Again: In Search of the Lincoln Highway in Pennsylvania, part one

Posted on January 1, 2022 by admin

I can still feel it–the exhilaration of flying along the two-lane highway through the Alleghenies: the Lincoln Highway, once touted as America’s Main Street, in Pennsylvania!  This was the year, you see, that I was going to do the Lincoln … Continue reading →

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Why Historians Sigh

Posted on October 25, 2021 by admin

I do history, which some maintain is a science but others assert is an art. It is both, I believe, and I lean a bit toward the latter. And then there is myth-busting, which is sometimes impossible. We try. That’s … Continue reading →

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The Boys with the Shovels: The CCC at Pokagon State Park

Posted on September 22, 2015 by admin

For 62 years, veterans of the Civilian Conservation Corps, most of them from Company 556, have been coming to Indiana’s Pokagon State Park on the last Sunday in July, for the oldest continuous CCC reunion in the country. For the … Continue reading →

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Snow Wonder

Posted on March 11, 2014 by admin

Early January: It is snowing–a big, old-fashioned snow as pictured on the Christmas cards.  The snow of my dreams, the snow of my childhood–at least as I remember it. I grew up in Michiana glacial lakeland where the prevailing winds … Continue reading →

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On the Confectionery Trail: A Movable Christmastime Feast

Posted on December 17, 2013 by admin

A new tradition began a year ago.  It happened to be on my mother’s birthday, which is why this trip is now marked to become an annual event though it was just a coincidence the first time.  Mom is gone … Continue reading →

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The Road Less Taken: Up the Pendleton Pike

Posted on April 17, 2013 by admin

  Just a short trip from Indianapolis up Pendleton Pike is, well, the town of Pendleton, a pleasant place to play hooky for an afternoon.  I discovered it years ago, exploring the charms of a nineteenth century road, Pendleton Pike.  … Continue reading →

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The Road Less Taken: Underground Wonder

Posted on September 16, 2012 by admin

On my way to somewhere else in Ohio, there was something I wanted to see again, an old tourist attraction in which my daddy had carried me around when I was a toddler, so my mom always told me. I … Continue reading →

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In Search of the Lights

Posted on December 24, 2011 by admin

I’ve just returned from what has become in less than a decade one of our most cherished Christmas traditions, one that encompasses nostalgia, bittersweet memories, a road trip, and history.  It was a visit to Frankfort, population 16,500 or thereabouts, … Continue reading →

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The Lake Remembers

Posted on September 21, 2011 by admin

I closed my eyes and just for a moment I was fifteen again, immersed in the embrace of Hudson Lake. The Bluebird was open and I could choose from eight different flavors of ice cream, served up by the large … Continue reading →

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White Christmas

Posted on December 19, 2010 by admin

A couple of weeks ago I wrote the following: A postcard scene greeted me this morning–a lovely snow-covered streetscape, flakes clinging to the least little twig. For a brief moment this pure white blanket conceals the ugliness of life in … Continue reading →

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