When I was a boy, my family moved to a farm in Randolph County. It was a small farm, only…

It was a cold Friday night during my 8th grade year. My school’s team had just played some other school…

. I am not so naïve as to think that any issue is as simple as right or wrong, black…

Every so often, I enjoy reading a passage from a small book titled, “Life’s Little Instruction Book,” by H. Jackson…

As parents, my wife and I constantly struggle with the battle between telling truth and maintaining myth. We have always…

“Have you read the news?” the first man asked. “Sure, I’ve read it. Now how do you want to split…

Dear Austin’s Acre: I noticed in your last article that you are now offering free advice. Thank goodness! This Christmas…

The following is an unsolicited letter from one of my many readers: Dear Austin’s Acre, I have been reading the…

Northern Indianapolis. Buisness buildings. I-465 running past. This is where I work. Monday through Friday. 7:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.…