Letter From Michiana: Long Beach Party wins

A local election like this one can be unsettling. Makes you wonder whether you’re in tune with your neighbors.

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Letter From Michiana: Moon Valley and Stockwell Woods

As kids, we never needed anyone to tell us how special this place was — we could feel it down to the soles of our feet.

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Letter From Michiana: Partying with the Long Beach Community Alliance

The weather was nasty, but people showed up to raise the funds necessary to keep fighting, if that’s what it takes.

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Letter From Michiana: Chicago Imagists, still honking

The decided otherness of the Imagists’ defiant Midwestern aesthetic has always been a great honking aspect of their art.

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Letter From Michiana: The Michigan City Chamber Music Festival

In this setting, among these performers, you are reminded of how art, at its most essential, reveals human nature, that part of us as original and indispensable as an oak tree, a cloud or a fresh water sea.

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Letter From Michiana: Not Wrigley Field

This year 70 teams, with names like Son of a Pitch, Speedy’s Chickenheads and the Ambassadors of Plastic took part.

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Letter From Michiana: Indiana’s DNR keeps its head in the sand

Instead of helping towns like Long Beach explain to property owners what the Supreme Court ruling means regarding their property or, for that matter, even fully informing themselves and their staff members about the state’s history and law, let alone enforcing that law, the DNR has buried its head in the sand.

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Letter From Michiana: DNR AWOL

This week, the DNR will hold public hearings in Michigan City regarding the plowing of dunes and other construction impinging on public trust land and potentially violating the Federal Clean Water Act. It will be interesting to see who shows up.

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Letter From Michiana: Along the Red Arrow Highway

Road conditions notwithstanding, it’s easy, on a sunny afternoon, to imagine yourself behind the wheel of an old time roadster, headed for a rendezvous in some road house where the jukebox is playing big band and blues.

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