Truckin’ Along at Wheeler’s

From Time to Thyme By Paula Dunn Remember when David Sutton brought up Phil Donahue and his wife, Marlo Thomas, visiting Wheeler’s Restaurant on their way to the wedding of Ryan White’s mother, Jeanne? After David located the Nov. 28, 1992 Indianapolis Star article that was the source of his story, it struck me that…

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STAINED RELATIONS

The Wolfsie household is a happening place. Mary Ellen keeps asking, “What happened here?” She knows something has happened, but wants to see if I’m responsible. But she always knows it’s me. I hear these words every day, sometimes more than once. The question arises when I am left alone at home or when Mary…

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Current Run Reminiscent of Pacers’ ABA Glory Days

The Indiana Pacers may be playing for the organization’s first NBA championship this month but there are those of us old enough to remember when Indianapolis was title town in the early 1970s. Roger Brown, Mel Daniels, Freddie Lewis and former Purdue star Billy Keller played on three ABA championship teams back in the days…

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NOT REMOTELY POSSIBLE

My birthday is coming up— in about 9 months—but don’t give it any thought. I have already bought myself the perfect gift from the Brookstone website. The Brookstone Pillow Universal TV Remote Control: “Never again will you have to ask, ‘Where’s the remote?’ And you’ll never lose it in between the cushions. Why? Because it…

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2025 LINCOLN NAUTILUS IS THE GLITZY, ARTFUL, AND UNABASHEDLY AMERICAN CROSSOVER THAT CARRIES ITS RICH HISTORY INTO THE FUTURE

This luxury cruise starts at $53,940, but came to a loftier $79,545 in Black Label trim with hands-off driving. By Casey Williams While most luxury automakers copy BMW, Mercedes-Benz or Bentley, Lincoln just makes better Lincolns – vehicles that embrace the modern age, but share a collective memory of past icons. They’re a little bit…

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IN A FLASH

This is a true story, but admittedly it did happen many years ago. I’m revisiting it this week because once again, I locked myself out of the house.  This time it was in broad daylight, and I had all my clothes on, a distinct improvement from what I did about 20 years ago. It’s worth…

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MORE TRASH TALK

“What is this?” Mary Ellen inquired the other day as she dangled a doodad in front of my face. It was small, white, plastic, hexagonal, and had several grooves.  “It looks like it goes to something,” she said.  “I don’t know what it is,” I responded, which I prayed would end the discussion, but I…

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