Try a little kindness
And just like that, the sun began to set over the Gulf of Mexico. Oh, my goodness … look at the clouds. We were on our way home. It had…
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Creatures of habit
Harrison Street, 16th Street, Maple Street, 19th Street, Cherry Street. They are the streets we take to get out of town on Noblesville’s east side. On Wednesday, it’s Maria’s Mexican…
The Three of His … still singing
Because He Lives, I can face tomorrow… We had no idea the songs we sang as teenagers would find their way to be sung in a hospital room more than…
Finding gumption
I wish you all could have met my mother. I loved being her daughter. If you knew Audrey Hart, you would say she was the sweetest lady, but you also…
Packing Faith
She will have no fear of bad news; her heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord. Psalm 112:7 I watched my friend as she walked into the hospital this week….
A sports column?
Caution. You are entering the mind of a sports fanatic. You are also entering the mind of someone who believes sports can teach us more about life than the score…
The Good Ol’ Boys tell all
Three score and four years ago, their friendships began. If you are ever at Ginger’s Café in Noblesville on the fourth Tuesday of the month, you will see a group…
Dear young Janet
It’s 1974, and you just graduated from Noblesville High School. Oh, do I have things to tell you! Some things you won’t appreciate until much later. You will often say,…
The Great Purge of 2025
It was time. I took a deep breath and opened the closet door. Janet, you can do this! And so, the great PURGE of 2025 began. Stay with me on…
Celebrating a 37-year calling
By JANET HART LEONARD For The Reporter What if God calls you to a place you never imagined living and doing something you never imagined doing, yet so perfect you…