Articles by Ray Adler

Have you ever been pumpkin chucking in the fall? Part of my family are mechanical geniuses. The affinity part, not the consanguinity part. You know, the kith part, not the…

January 5, 1985 – Another of mom’s stories on her giving things away. (She always said that to be sure the person gets what you want them to have, be…

Written by Dorothy Howard Adler 8/9/85 Was she 16? Or only 15? Maybe you should ask her. It was summer, the season for transparent apples and mowing. Auntie had purchased…

Every election year several people ask me how to vote. They typically indicate they know I’m often in the courthouse and know many of the politicians. As we try to…

Dear Raymond, (Mom wrote) It just occurred to us that part of our land may have been in the family a hundred or more years. I checked this morning and…

Hamilton County is booming. There are new apartment buildings and subdivisions seemingly everywhere. School districts are building a new school every year. Hamilton County has increased in population by about…

I recently returned from a business and pleasure trip to San Francisco, Calif. While everyone knows you can see almost anything in San Francisco, one of the first things that…

I inherited an 80-acre farm from my grandfather, Thomas H. Baltzell. It came with family stories. (No one could remember whether it was Thomas Huffman Baltzell or Thomas Hoffman Baltzell,…

Here’s another story from my mother, Dorothy Howard Adler. Sixteen. A busy time. No time for a long, lazy summer. Farm life is always busy, summer probably the busiest season….