‘84 Allisonville Elementary Spelling Bee RunnerUp. Founder- https://t.co/qXDJyA8kZ6. Co-Host: https://t.co/TCoxZGSsS7. Indy500 Announcer. I don't have xtra tickets
encounter with Jackie Robinson. Robinson encouraged Harkness to pursue hoops. His pre game handshake before facing Mississippi State in the 1963 NCAA tourney was a watershed moment. 
Earlier today, I was driving near the Indianapolis Hebrew Congregation Cemetery, and realized it’s the final resting place of a friend. I pulled in. There was one other person in the cemetery- sitting next to a headstone, with a large water jug. I quietly nodded and asked how he
The signs were there as early as pre school. The glue bottles. Josh formed a bit of an obsession with them. “I had this habit”, Josh recalls with a sheepish grin. “The dried glue on the bottles. I’d pick it all off. Normal people don’t pick off glue. I felt like the weird kid.”
He begins by telling me of his love of basketball. A 2016 North Central grad, Alec is clearly a student of the game. He marvels over the stats of Russell Westbrook, admires the skill set of Kevin Durant- but he likes small market teams. The Thunder. The Pacers. Alec identifies
The heart ache. We’ll begin there. For Leslie, it was a few years ago. The chest pains. The shortness of breath. It seemed unusual for a woman in her 20s. But, was it? That heart had been through so much, you see. 
On July 17, 1889, in Odon, IN, Dawson was born into a family of engineers. His father worked for the Marmon motor company, the same company for which Joe and his brother would later serve as engineers. Yet it was not designing cars, but racing them, in which Joe Dawson made a
“Johnny Aitken” was born in Indianapolis in 1886, and, while little is known of his upbringing, by young adulthood he became a key figure in the fledgling automobile industry- notably auto racing. Like many who became racers of that era, Aitken’s primary job was as an employee
Heart failure was the reason. An ailing heart, both figuratively and literally, as the reason the breaths were fading. Jami stood, watching over, knowing her next words to her Mom may well be her last. “What angers me most, is in that moment, I never got to say what she’d done to
The scars down his leg are the constant reminder of where he’s been. In their own weird way, they’re symbolic of the tragedy that may have sent him down that path- ubiquotous images of the boulder in his stream. The rough line of skin starts at his upper thigh and snakes its
He remembers the ride to Indianapolis. Doesn’t remember every specific- after all, when he tells me he’s only ever been to two states, I remind him he had to travel through at least 4 to get from his native Utah. He wasn’t worried about it at the time, you see, because he was
He says it to her every morning. Each day Leo wakes up in the @WheelerMission shelter for women & children, and asks his Mom if they can leave soon. It’s not that it’s a bad place- he’s nurtured and his boundless energy is met with a plethora of available activities. The
She felt like it happened every time she checked her watch. Didn’t matter if it was AM or PM- they are one in the same when you’re living in a tent in chilly months- she always seemed to glance at the same time: 2:32. She knew it was some sort of sign, seeing the time that was
Her childood was decent, she says, with the exception of that need for extra attention. Not unusual, she admits, for a middle child. Maybe that’s why she fell so hard for her high school sweetheart, forgoing her final semester to marry at such a young age. Despite the less than