A little pomp under the circumstances
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart When Pomp and Circumstance meets Saturday in the Park … Thursday night’s graduation didn’t look like a “normal” graduation. It’s been so long…
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Your words really matter
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart “She’s a pretty little girl, just a bit pudgy.” Can I tell you I hate the word “pudgy”? I was maybe eight or…
Thoughts from the second row
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart Abigail Marie Baker, Noblesville High School Class of 2021. Headed to IU Bloomington to study Event Planning. Alecksa Gabrielle Baker, IU Kokomo Class…
Another of the firsts …
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart “It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds’ … the wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar…
I was invited to the argument
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart I got the invitation. No way. Not going there. Oh, the choices I must make. Some of them involve reacting, responding or ignoring…
And my adventures continue
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart Seriously, I cannot make up the stories I write. Remember the stories about the harrowing road trips we have recently taken to Tampa?…
Ponderings on the porch
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart My back porch … a place of refuge, a place of peace and a place where the busyness of life is put on…
Good coffee, good conversation
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart There is something about a good cup of coffee and a good conversation. A few days ago, my city councilman, Aaron Smith, asked…
A hymn … medicine for the soul
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart I can name that hymn in five notes. Actually, it takes a few notes more than five. Perhaps it was all those years…
The parable of burnt biscuits
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart “Well, I’m not going to let that burn my biscuits.” – Janet Hart Leonard We were leaving the house and I said that…