Inside Marvin and Zach Robinson’s farm shop. Photo by Jason Selby
Kinsey Robinson leans down into the cinders, doing her part to help her family pick out what remains from the fire, which reached between 2,000 and 3,000 degrees a few days before. It melted a seed tender that sat 60 feet away. Kinsey is patient in her excavation.
First came the only snowfall in Iowa’s recorded history of over a foot in May, delaying the sowing of spring crops. It’s why the corn planter was still in the shop when the Robinson’s Australian Shepherd, Roscoe, trapped in the building, jumped from an upstairs window. Apr 14, 2014, 08:56
Before returning to college as a non-traditional student at age 26, Joel Baker, now a D.O. at Wayne County Hospital, was selling insurance, going door-to-door on occasion. He couldn’t have even defined osteopathy.
“I was totally disinterested with everything I was doing,” Doctor Baker says. “I wanted to make a difference.”
After graduating from Central Decatur High School in 1978, Baker attended Indian Hills Community College. He graduated from Central College, after studying communications and the Spanish language. He took the required science classes, but nothing more. Later, he met his wife, Kim, in Corydon. She is originally from Centerville. By the time he decided to return to college, they already had three children. Apr 7, 2014, 15:54
Bernita Leazer’s little red antique tractor will be on display this spring at the Prairie Trails Museum in Corydon. Photo by Jason Selby
AS A CHILD OF THE GREAT DEPRESSION, THE PROMISE CITY NATIVE RECALLS PESTILENCE—AND ONE SELFLESS ACT
Bernita Leazer lives in Corydon with two cats and a collection of antique dolls. A wooden box telephone hangs on her wall, from when the first phone line out of Promise City was laid in the late 19th century. The telephone was made to last.
“If you put batteries in it, it’d still work,” Leazer says. “Those phones didn’t wear out.”
Leazer’s family grew up on the second road north of Promise City. She went to the South Salem country school through eighth grade. After World War II, she married Harold Leazer, who was the postmaster in Corydon for several decades. Mar 31, 2014, 08:05
On March 6, Adriann Anderson wrote “The Final Meeting” on her blog, Fisher’s Journey Up the Mountain. In this entry, she speaks directly to her infant son, Fisher, who died unexpectedly on Jan. 14, 2014. Adriann talks about Fisher’s tragic death and the steps she and husband, Ben, have taken to convince Mercy Hospital to change the procedures that contributed to his death. What follows is an adaptation of that entry, and a raw and honest look into the grief process of a local mother:
Hey Fish, my bubby, it’s been a long week; a trip to Des Moines to go meet in the PICU about you. Your buddy, Dane, turned two this week so we celebrated, and Mommy took her preschool class on their field trip to the Civic Center to watch “We’re Going on a Bear Hunt.” It was a really fun show. Mar 24, 2014, 07:55
As a child in 1940s Wales, Enfys McMurry listened and watched as Luftwaffe bombers hummed in accord during the Germans’ Blitz of London, Birmingham and Coventry. She grew up in the coalmining village of Llwynypia, which translated from Welsh means 'magpie bush.' She was born in a hospital on the side of a mountain. Her grandfather was a coal miner at a time in Wales when one miner was killed every four hours. During World War II, her family filed down to air-raid shelters at night. They sat in the dark and listened to the thunder.
“When I was 11, in that day and age, there was an academic examination that all kids had to sit, and you were sifted out,” McMurry says. “The academic ones, and the middle ones, and then the ones that there was no hope for at all. You go to separate schools. I went to an all-girls school." Mar 17, 2014, 11:51