You can learn all about our vacation exploits at http://westwardhovacation.blogspot.com. I'll be posting over there for a few weeks.
09 June 2016
We've all seen it. We know the signs. Yet we choose to remain silent and let building abuse happen all around us. We pass it every day and do nothing to stop it. In Marion, Indiana, a group of people have decided to put an end to building abuse with the rescue of their old depot. The depot served a railroad that ran from Anderson through Marion during the early 1890s. The folks at Marion got the shaft though, when the railroad company built the foundation of their depot in 1893, then loaded the rest of the building materials on cars and shipped them down to Anderson who received a depot exactly like the one promised in Marion. Ultimately, Marionites got their depot when it was opened for passenger service in 1895. Restoration will be slow, but the abuse is over. What abused buildings are you aware of River City?
07 June 2016
One of the things I love about the work I do is the opportunities I'm given to visit places I've never been, nor likely would ever go. I meet great people all across our state that are proud of their history and the buildings and places that embody it. Such was the case at this little Friends Meeting House in Dublin, Indiana built c. 1874. A great photogenic building with a wonderful history and steadfast folks who care for both.
02 June 2016
|My room-turned antique/plant room. The only corner view in the house.|
31 May 2016
I remember after I won my first election, in 2003, the city party chairman came up to me, congratulated me and said "we have a name for guys like you....progressive."
I wasn't sure how to take that. At that time, I think it was a good thing to be a progressive. It meant that you thought outside the box, wasn't trapped in typical party platform ideology and were willing to work across party lines to make things happen. The first reference to a "progressive wing" of the party dates to 1910-1916 when Teddy Roosevelt split off from the Republicans and ran as the head of the Bull Moose Party. Now my admiration of Teddy makes sense to me. The views were generally left of center of the party and Teddy's brand was famous for its trust-busting ideology. Social security and other social justice issues branded the wing too far left and of course, it and the GOP went down in flames that election year. In 1924, a senator from Wisconsin controlled that wing of the party and he launched an equally unsuccessful third party campaign for president.
Of course, I don't know that I fully align myself with those ideas of progressivism, but social justice issues are part of my moral fiber and probably does push me out of many rank and file types. So be it. I also believe that there is a role for government-something that many in the tea party and libertarian wings of the GOP don't want to acknowledge.
Interestingly enough, when I did a google search for "Progressive Republican", it didn't even come up. Progressive politics, progressive Democrat, but nothing on the GOP. Which goes to my next point that the progressive wing is dead. I, and what I believe were a large number of others during the 2000s virtually became extinct with the election of President Obama because the right ran so far to the right it left progressives as rare as the white buffalo. And if there was a reason to hate progressives, it paled in comparison to the disdain the "establishment" wing of the GOP found in the hearts of folks calling themselves conservatives in this election year.
In that first election, it became clear that the "establishment" (a term no one was using then) had to figure out what to do with me. The answer came in the next election when I ran an unsuccessful reelection campaign, losing by 15 votes. When I was interviewed after the loss, I commented "I got the message, loud and clear". And so I figured that was the end of my involvement in politics. The establishment won.
Fast forward to the beginning of 2014, long after the elimination of the progressive wing. I saw a slim chance to run and win a position I don't think I had ever seen myself holding, a very slim chance. I knew I had to do it outside of the insiders, outside of the party establishment. And my message was simple: stronger together. And it was a massive uphill climb, feeling like every step was fraught with someone, something working against it. The message resonated, and I think to some degree my campaign was seen at the "anti" establishment that folks could get behind.
Oddly enough, I think now I'm seen as part of the establishment, only a year and a half into it. And that goes to my next point. What exactly is the establishment? Because for the last nearly 20 years of my life, folks in the establishment would have never identified me as one of them. So is it after a year in? Is it because someone else isn't in? We've so villainized our elected officials that anytime someone gets in.....that we've put there to upset the apple cart.....we immediately blame them as being part of the problem.
And we've lost some really good public servants in the process.
Maybe there is good reason to not trust politicians-I can think of plenty, reasons and politicians. But we also have to be educated and able to be governed. God's Word goes to this point very plainly. I trust one day civility returns to public debate and that finding oneself in the role of an elected official isn't about catering to a particular ideology that is counterproductive to a solid democracy. It may be an imperfect system, but it is still the best in the world. And it didn't happen absent of decent people, strong leaders, with a desire to work together for the best interests of the people they serve.
26 May 2016
One of the most spectacular memorials in Indiana is the George Rogers Clark Memorial in Vincennes. Its location along the Wabash River in Indiana first territorial capital is a fitting site given the importance of the river to the expansion of the country in the old west, now our Midwest.
Just across the lawn north of the memorial is this great bridge crossing the Wabash into Illinois. Its grand flanking gateway carved with Native Americans is probably my favorite bridge in the state-well, second to the one I proposed to my wife on....I suppose that's my favorite. While my reason for visiting the city this spring was because of it being the location of Indiana's Historic Preservation Conference, I'm losing a good friend to Vincennes-his hometown, so I'm thinking more visits are in my future.
24 May 2016
|This is Bandit. Every night I have to go out and get to the bird feeder and suet before he does.|
|This little fella swam right past me while I was sitting down by the creek.|
The bright red spot is a Scarlet Tanager. I believe this is what the fortune cookie foretold.
|This is a Mockingbird that's been hanging around the farm.|
|Thankfully we found enough to make one mess of these tasty morsels.|
19 May 2016
I knew Ted was Cruz'n for a bruisin' in Indiana when he made two fatal mistakes:
1) He told Hoosiers how to vote and
2) He called a basketball hoop a "ring" while trying to channel our favorite pastime to his advantage.
Maybe that's what happens when a transplanted Canadian crosses the border into Indiana. If you're out campaigning you have to either get it right with the folks you're trying to win over or admit the heck you don't know their culture and move on. If I ever run for president and go to California to campaign, I'll applaud surfers for their skill but you won't hear me talking about "catching a wave on that floaty thing".
And Hoosiers simply don't like to be told what to do. Rolling into the primary and saying you struck a deal with John Kasich (my pick) and that his supporters should vote for Cruz I think left an odor most foul. I think a good deal of uncommitted voters at that point doubled-down and voted for Kasich or thought forget those two and went Trump.
We Hoosiers are a funny bunch.
17 May 2016
The Porter County Courthouse (above/below) provides the tale of a phoenix, as it were, rising from the ashes. The courthouse was built in 1883-1885 and designed by John Cochrane of Chicago, responsible for the Illinois State Capitol. It typified many courthouses of that period with a mansard roof and clock tower. However, just after Christmas in 1934 the courthouse suffered a major fire bringing the roof and tower down. The building was substantially rebuilt and a fourth floor added giving the impression of more classically-designed courthouses of that period.
The Sullivan County Courthouse (above and below) with its great rotunda and stained glass dome was built in the Classical style and designed by Vincennes architect John B. Bayard in 1926. The courthouse is the center of the small southwestern Indiana town taking its name from the county, Sullivan. This courthouse, along with five others built during the same period, ended the time of classically-inspired design for Indiana's courthouses.
12 May 2016
|Andrews University graduation outside Pioneer Memorial Chapel|
I've been like a kid over celebrating Indiana's bicentennial this year, but 2016 is big in my book for at least two other reasons. The advantage of graduating from your first four-year stint in college and going to a five-year program at another is that when you celebrate important graduation anniversaries, they are always in the same year. This year marks the big silver anniversary of 25 years from completing my Business Administration degree from Bethel, and 20 years from completing my Architecture degree from Andrews. So if you do the math, I spent nine years in college and don't have a "Dr." in front of my name to show for it-or the income for that matter.
Marrying these two degrees with my love for history has allowed me to take what is essentially a hobby and turn it into a career in which I work for myself. It's just hard to believe it has been this long out of college, even as I look to my 30th high school class reunion next year. There is no way I am that old.
|Bethel College graduation outside of Goodman Auditorium|
Unfortunately I don't see any of my old Bethel or Andrews classmates, except for occasional pics on FB. I miss my archi-friends from Andrews. I trust you guys are all doing well and changing the physical face of America and beyond for the better with your exceptional talents. What I wouldn't give for another round table discussion over coffee at the Daybreak. And I miss many of my Bethel business classmates-it does my heart well to know many of you stayed right here in Indiana to make this a better place. Happy 20th and 25th everyone-it doesn't quite seem like yesterday, but close enough.
10 May 2016
Man's best friend.
Less than a year after we were married, my wife and I were talking about getting a dog. We had a house, big backyard, and wanted to practice on a dog before having kids. So we landed on getting a dachshund and named him Oscar, as in Oscar Meyer Wiener Dog, which we frequently called him. He was tiny and for several months, was fine with some supervision to stay in the backyard as he did his business. During the winter the snow was typically higher than him so no worries about escape. In the spring, we fenced in the backyard and double-checked Oscar's shoulder width to make sure he couldn't wiggle through the wood pickets.
|The day we brought Oscar home|
|The Easter egg massacre|
|DQ for Oscar's last birthday|
|He and his bear|
|Waiting for his Christmas stocking|
05 May 2016
You know you're getting behind on your blog when vacation posts are nearly a year old.
By the end of June last year I had realized that I had not taken off a single day yet that year. The rest of the family had managed to spend time in Florida, twice for one, and they weren't nearly as interested in a family vacation that summer. I was. So we set aside three days of rest and relaxation in southwest Indiana. Where it rained. Nearly non-stop. Still, it was a great time at Spring Mill State Park, German food in Jasper, Holiday World and the Lincoln Boyhood National Monument. A photo-log of our trip:
|They recreated a photo from 2004|
|Rain created a swollen mill race at Spring Mill|
|Doorway at Spring Mill|
|Recreated Abraham Lincoln Cabin|
|Lincoln Boyhood Home National Monument|
|Gettin' their German on in Jasper|
|Gloomy skies over the inn at Spring Mill State Park|