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This barge isn’t headed up the White River. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Can’t Beat Barge Watching

By: John Carlson— One thing I really enjoy is watching giant barges go floating past on a majestic river. Naturally, being a longtime Muncie resident, this love developed here along the White River. After 34 years of residency, unfortunately, I was still waiting for that first barge to pass. That’s…

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This log will sprout some tasty stuff. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

Carlson: Another Reason to Shop

By: John Carlson— Have I mentioned how much Nan and I love Minnetrista’s Farmers Market? If not, I should have long ago. That’s because it is undoubtedly one of the coolest things about living in Muncie, being a great place to buy wonderful food, slurp excellent coffee and meet old…


Who would guess they were so devious? Photo by: Mike Rhodes

Carlson: Feathered Friend? Nope

By: John Carlson— So the other day I have an eye exam and the doctor finds a splotchy, whitish, non-serious anomaly in the depths of one eyeball which, nonetheless, shocks me in its diagnosis. “It’s probably just a bit of histoplasmosis,” he says. “Just?” I think. Indeed, this diagnosis sort…


Photo credit: Poor Jack Amusements poster as photographed by Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Just Giving Fun a Whirl

By: John Carlson— Working at a local carnival not long ago, this being part of a volunteer fundraising effort for the Back to School Teachers Store, reminded me of when I was employed in the amusement park business. Having just finished college back then, I told myself this job was…


Yippee! A culinary miracle is at hand! Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Zap Some Happiness

By: John Carlson— With the recent ringing of our front door bell I found my dear friend Jimmy Hayes standing on my porch, tears of joy splashing from his eyes and a package in his hands giving off an angelic, heavenly light. Now, if I may digress a moment, for…


You won’t believe how I got a scar. Really. Photo by: graphicstock

John Carlson: Making Most of An Incision

By: John Carlson— For a fresh look that’s sure to draw admiring glances from people of the fairer sex, there’s nothing like having your throat cut. I know. Mine was cut a month or so ago. My cut is fully eight inches long. Well, OK. It would be eight inches…


Bill Finney flying his L-19 Bird Dog through blue skies. Photo by: Kevin Tanner/Air Classics magazine

John Carlson: A Flight to Remember

By: John Carlson— There’s nothing like recent spinal surgery to make crawling in and out of small airplanes a big challenge. But I digress. It was a glorious spring afternoon two weeks ago when I received a phone call from my friend Bill Finney, offering me a ride in his…