I sold nearly fifty things on Facebook Marketplace while I was unemployed, and I’m still at it. I’ve offloaded everything from a General Foam Santa Choo-Choo to an antique grinding wheel- not to mention a 1943 Allis-Chalmers Model C tractor, a six-foot chainsaw, and a century-old chaplain’s pump organ that folded down to the size of a briefcase. I’m finally running out of things to deaccession now, which has me looking back on this ridiculous saga. Would I ever sell stuff on Marketplace again? Maybe, I guess, but only if I absolutely had to.
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For years, Kokomo, Indiana, was home to two malls that eventually took divergent paths. Kokomo Mall was the first and evolved from a conventional strip center into an enclosed shopping destination. Its younger rival, Markland Mall, ultimately proved more successful and survived as an enclosed shopping center. About fifteen years ago, Kokomo Mall came full circle and reinvented itself as the open-air Kokomo Town Center. It’s an unusual tale of two malls in one small city, and I had to learn more.
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I’ve always been fascinated by buildings that find new life as churches, especially when their original purpose seems as removed from worship as possible. Over the years, I’ve written about a former Marsh supermarket, another old Marsh, a pair of Walmarts, and even an old car dealership that traded its showroom for a sanctuary! Schools seem like natural candidates for congregations looking for a new home, and one in Delaware County -Perry Elementary- successfully made that transition. Along the way, a prominent Muncie newspaperman managed to make a spectacularly cringy observation.
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When I worked for Ball’s home canning division, we always told customers to ask their neighborhood grocer to order any of our products they couldn’t find. Fruit Fresh? Talk to the manager. Unfortunately, it was advice from another era- could you walk into a Kroger and ask for something special today? Maybe, but first you’d have to find someone to ask. At Harvest Supermarkets, though, you can! March right in and talk to a real person who knows the store, recognizes its customers, and sometimes even knows your name. That’s one of the reasons Harvest has become my favorite grocery store. It’s a true neighborhood throwback.
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I spend a lot of time taking photos of places, digging through old newspapers and maps, figuring out their stories, and trying to write about what I saw. The other day, I realized that my first article like that ran just over twenty years ago! As a freshman on the newspaper staff at tiny Cowan High School in Delaware County, Indiana, the construction of a massive auxiliary gym was the first story I ever chose to cover.
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I love playing the game of “what did that used to be?” as I drive around. Some places make you work for it, while others basically shout their history. Back in January in Portland, I spotted The Rock Church. It took exactly two-thirds of a second to realize that building started life as a Marsh Supermarket! Once you see it, you can’t unsee.
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Muncie people my age probably remember seeing movies at the Showplace 7 or Movies at Muncie Mall. Those my parents’ age remember the Rivoli and Strand. People as old as my great-grandparents might have gone to see moving pictures at the Theatorium! Recently, I stumbled across a postcard of that short-lived nickelodeon which stood at the northeast corner of Walnut and Seymour. It was Muncie’s first motion picture theater1.
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Perched high on a hill above Strawtown Pike just south of Peru, the old Miami County Home is about as representative of the infirmary trope as any I’ve seen! I’ve been to most of Indiana’s old infirmaries and, although they vary considerably in size, style, and condition, Miami County’s appears to embody nearly everything that makes these places so fascinating to me.
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When I was a kid in the nineties and early 2000s, playgrounds were just beginning to trade their rickety old personality-filled contraptions for equipment that was modern, standardized, and lacking in character . A few relics fortunately remain, and a favorite of mine is the old rocket slide at Muncie’s Prairie Creek Reservoir. It’s been little more than an enormous lawn ornament for fifteen years now, but the old slide represents a fascinating chapter in playground history- one I’m proud to have experienced the final part of.
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Does your family have a legendary story about an experience so terrible that it’s been retold for years? I’m talking about the kind of spectacular disaster that was miserable for everyone involved at the time, but has since become folklore. My family does, and it involved a night’s stay at the Floridian Motel in St. Clairsville, Ohio.
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