Category: fort wayne
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Culture and food and sports and heritage…oh my! (2013)
Enjoy this video from the recent Allen County Public Library Authors Fair featuring yours truly as well as Mark Carboni, Blake Sebring, and Ralph Garcia – the panel topic is non-fiction writing from these authors who specialize in culture, food, sports, and heritage respectively. Great fun! Watch at this link: http://afw.pegcentral.com/player.php?… And read about the event…
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So honored to be featured on the TV show Patty’s Page
Enjoy this interview of yours truly on lovely Patty Hunter’s Fort Wayne-based talk show Patty’s Page. View at this link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TA_zB… We candidly discuss the experiences of growing up in small-town Columbia City, the high and lows and the delights and frustrations of writing columns and books, my love of animals and movies and fun, the importance…
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Patty’s Page TV interview: politics, small-town living, animal rights, writing, and other insights and adventure
And now for part two! Enjoy the second half of my two-part interview with charming Patty Hunter on her Patty’s Page TV program. Also on the show are journalist and advocate Terry Doran and my husband Don Sexton. A thoughtful and erudite conversation (if I do say so myself!) about politics, small-town living, animal rights,…
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Pippin (revival tour) at Fort Wayne’s Historic Embassy Theatre
Originally appeared on my son Roy Sexton’s blog Reel Roy Reviews … oh, god! PIPPIN [the Broadway touring production stopped at Fort Wayne, Indiana’s Historic Embassy Theatre last night] was glorious! were extensive acrobatics part of original? and I hate gymnastics…but this was done in a completely acceptable, credible, amazing manner–trapezes and stuff like that…wondering if there…
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“The Times They are A-Changin’” — We Can Only Hope!
I love where humans are coming from when intelligence and compassion combine. Intelligence=compassion…the only way to roll! The absolute only way to roll! There are not two sides to animal abuse and an accompanying apathetic approach to such…there is only one…and that is to pursue the correct path throughout our lives. Admittedly, it took me…
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WHO WOULDA THUNK IT? BOTH A LITERARY- HISTORIAN & AN OLD FRIEND VISIT OUR NEIGHBORHOOD!
Beautiful sunny April afternoons never ought to be spent listening to indoor lectures — while sitting on uncomfortable folding chairs. However, IF some particular orator bears credentials of a Fulbright Scholar, a professorship, a Ph.D, a near Pulitzer prize, a notable recognition from TIME Magazine, and several stunning novels as well as a much loved…
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ONE FROM THE HEART–TO “CAROL & CORKIE” WHEREVER THEY MAY BE…
Time passes too quickly. More than 60 years ago, I rushed home from another tedious yet edgy school day, quite impatient with our West Ward School’s patrol boys (crossing “guards”) always impeding my progress. So impatient to rip off their plastic yellow banner-straps strung across their little, puffed up chests! Your 15 minute show, “Carol & Corkie” sponsored…
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Carol Baker, Michael Martone, Tari Joyce, Linda Chapman, and a ‘Non-Fiction’ Panel-List
This review on Amazon from writer, pundit, and radio personality Carol Baker means the world to a small-town “girl” named Susie: “The newest addition to my Kindle by friend and soul sister, Susie Sexton. As a writer, I appreciate Susie’s ability to just… think out loud on paper. ♥ “As a weekly columnist, writing on…
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Fiddle Dee Dee, I’m Thankful for Russell Crowe
My name might as well be “Maximus Decimus Meridius”, and I am here to explain myself and my family and how we classify as GLADiators. Sure, we count our blessings every November and then give mighty thanks for…stamina! Personally, I defend spider monkeys as I chastise NASA, who brought manKIND Tang, for daring to consider radiation experiments on those sentient darlings with the…
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A Dog Story and A Cautionary Tale
Winter of 1983 settled in, and my freshly dismal world crashed around me. Saddest season of my 37 years of living. Daddy, aged 37 the year I was born, died of a massive cerebral hemorrhage one month past, when October leaves turned orange, yellow, red. Surrounding, oppressive gloom weighed heavily as I slouched all nestled…