Written by Elva Suderman Tuesday, 25 November 2008 14:01Editor’s note: Dale Suderman, a Marion County native who made his home in Chicago, wrote a popular column called View From Afar in the Free Press from 2001 until April 2008, when he suffered a severe stroke. With our encouragement, Dale’s sister wrote this essay on the seasons of their close relationship.
Dale, you have finally achieved one of your goals when you moved to Hillsboro from Chicago recently. Our thanks to Dan, Tim, Doug and Ben for bringing you back.
Written by Steve Britton Tuesday, 07 April 2009 14:08
Dear Readers of Pork and Beings,
Due to ongoing illness and the circumstances surrounding it, I must tell you I am currently unable to continue drawing the strip. It is my plan, however, to come back in about six months.
To those of you I have met face to face and to all who have laughed out loud or cut one out and put it on the frig door, you have made my world and I thank you. You may e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org anytime!
See you soon!
Written by Abi Humber Tuesday, 11 December 2012 14:24Getting paid to do what you love is one of the world’s greatest things, but this column has been so much more than a side job for me these past seven years.
This column is the space where I have refined my worldview, processed the shift from high school to college, spoken out about rape and patriarchy, complained about Internet trolls, realized the depth of my love for my family and contemplated the meaning of “home.”
This column is the space where I championed my first tangible identity as a writer: “I am a columnist.” Sharing written thoughts and receiving responses from readers is incredibly validating and I don’t think I would have had the guts to pursue additional forms of writing and self-expression, had this column...
Written by Paul Penner Tuesday, 23 April 2013 12:42Spring 2013 is off to an interesting start. Though it may not be one for the record books, it has been a period of incredible contrasts, of good experiences and not so good ones, memories I may not soon forget, and some that I would like to forget.
First, who knew that after experiencing one of the driest summers in recent history, that today we are hoping for a little dry weather so we can complete planting this year’s corn crop?
The two or three days the first week of April, in some areas, is the only window where ground temperatures and relatively dry soil were conducive to getting out there and putting seed into the ground.
On the national scene, who knew we would witness more incredible displays of violence and...
Written by Shana Thornhill Tuesday, 23 April 2013 12:43Last Wednesday started normally—or at least as normal as we get around here. Mom and Dad haul themselves out of bed, start hollering up the stairs to wake the kids up and get some breakfast.
Of course, we had to go through the litany of available choices: cereal, oatmeal, eggs, toast or reheated pancakes. They finally made their choice—cinnamon toast. When I turned on the porch light and saw the freezing rain falling, my good mood evaporated.
We have quite a few fruit trees around here, and I was hoping for a good harvest. Seeing the blossoms crusted with ice was a real blow to my hopes. I had enjoyed seeing the buds come out and ever so slightly turn green on the trees—were they going to be killed? Talk about a down...
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