Category: school


  • Remembering Susie

    Remembering Susie

    Obituary originally posted here. Photo slideshow: https://www.tributeslides.com/embed/CFSIFRAM/dem10727/11m61217470d60e0 Obituary May 14, 1946 ~ August 6, 2021 (age 75) Susie Elizabeth Duncan Sexton, 75, of Columbia City, IN, passed away unexpectedly Friday, August 6, 2021, at her home. Born on May 14, 1946, in Fort Wayne, she was the daughter of Roy and Edna (Lewis) Duncan, who, in her words, […]

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  • In a Sense…a Broad!

    In a Sense…a Broad!

    As I consider myself nothing nor nobody more than Peter Sellers in Being There or at my liveliest as Inspector Clousseau, it is difficult to make “Susie” sound interesting? I am proudest of being the Mother of Roy, whom I consider the person I would most wish to be. I grew up in a very […]

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  • Conflict Resolution?

    Conflict Resolution?

    Blue or yellow?  Signs intersect as canvassers galore Plead, “In with the new…”;  replace another forlorn eyesore. Money’s no object?  Fluid statistics?  Arguments all! Children pay sharp attention to our building of each wall.

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  • Susie, In a Sense…a Broad! 

    Susie, In a Sense…a Broad! 

    As I consider myself nothing nor nobody more than Peter Sellers in Being There or at my liveliest as Inspector Clousseau, it is difficult to make “Susie” sound interesting?  I am proudest of being the Mother of Roy, whom I consider the person I would most wish to be.  I grew up in a very […]

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  • A life richly lived and appropriately, effusively celebrated –  Ball State University honors Susie Duncan Sexton

    A life richly lived and appropriately, effusively celebrated –  Ball State University honors Susie Duncan Sexton

    From Roy: “I couldn’t be prouder of my mom Susie Duncan Sexton. This article is from The Ball State University Honors College alumni magazine. The author Olivia Power captured my mom’s spirit and soul. This is a beauty, and Olivia wove all of the threads of my mom’s life – her writing, her books, her advocacy, […]

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  • WEST WARD STORY:  BRAVE HEARTS & BULLIES READY TO RUMBLE

    WEST WARD STORY:  BRAVE HEARTS & BULLIES READY TO RUMBLE

    Born and raised in Indianapolis, author Kurt Vonnegut attended Shortridge High School, a setting which contributed to his wit whilst only marginally damaging and corrupting his sprightly soul.  My favorite of his novels announces Kurt’s intent via its one word title, “Slapstick” — which provided my most beloved quote in all of literature and which […]

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  • “Dear Old Golden Rule Days…”

    “Dear Old Golden Rule Days…”

    “Grandma Louise” Easterday frequently exchanged original poetry with my mom, as the two ladies seated themselves beside one another in the exact same Jackson Street Methodist church pew each Sunday morning.  Mother composed her creative verses via a script typewriter, since she held little self-confidence in her usually hasty handwriting, and slipped her compositions inside […]

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  • “WISHING YOU WERE SOMEHOW HERE AGAIN” *

    “WISHING YOU WERE SOMEHOW HERE AGAIN” *

    Treasured memories linger in our minds to be nourished in our hearts. Frequently, retrieved thoughts — centered on those who nurtured us, laughed at us and with us, instructed us, cared about our welfare, and encouraged our talents — sustain and strengthen us. Blood relatives flood genealogical charts and function as pen-and-ink illustrations upon family […]

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  • Lessons Learned in Kindergarten –Twice!

    Lessons Learned in Kindergarten –Twice!

    “Just what makes that little ol’ ant think he’ll move that rubber tree plant? Anyone knows an ant can’t move a rubber tree plant!” ~ Sammy Cahn “No, Uncle Jim, I do not wish to start going to school to learn to be smart.  I’d rather stay at home and be just like my mommy […]

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  • Snow Globes, Grape Vines, and Hockey Pucks

    Snow Globes, Grape Vines, and Hockey Pucks

    “Susan Duncan, your mother’s on the telephone?” head-librarian Mrs. List half-questioned. One of the sweetest ladies in town, she slowly wandered throughout the entire square footage of Mr. Peabody’s namesake “bibliotheque”, ducking in and out of the aisles among towering shelves of books and artifacts. Juvenile fiction, biographies, autobiographies, novels, reference works, globes, ship replicas, […]

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  • Ask Not, Unless You Can … “Handle the TRUTH!”

    Ask Not, Unless You Can … “Handle the TRUTH!”

    Ask not “for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”  Dismal connotation aside, this poetic admonition guides us from questions to undeniable conclusions.  Google English poet John Donne.  School beginnings approach earlier year after bustling year.  Seems summer fun has just begun, and clanging bells and droning buzzers herald that programmed education must now commence.  This fact of […]

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