Allison Copenbarger Vance

“There’s just something about the act of recording. You hold it, and it’s your handwriting. It’s more personal. It’s interactive. And it becomes something you want to keep.”

Locals in New Castle call West Fair Oaks Road “Cancer Street,” where a curious number of residents share a rare and horrible diagnosis—and wrangle over a medical riddle with no answer.

With Ruckus at the Circle City Industrial Complex, we’re about to find out how robust the maker community really is.

David Gundlach died suddenly and left his fortune to the struggling Indiana town. But three years after Gundlach’s death, the picture of Elkhart’s mystery benefactor remains just a sketch.

““It’s not about us,” says local Planned Parenthood president Betty Cockrum. “But in the big scheme of things, it’s totally about us.”

A Fowler couple are not only raising the crustaceans—they’re pioneering the trend nationwide.

If nothing else, the doctor is guilty of hubris. “He’s a brilliant guy—obviously a very high IQ,” says Embrey. “He may have been a very good surgeon. But he’s shown he’s not a very good criminal.”

The Abraham Lincoln Presidential Museum is so entertaining, you might think Disney helped develop it.

Says Jeffers, “I’m trying to move us past sprinkling people of color into a photo to really being more inclusive and having events that are relevant to more than one type of people.”

The hottest new face in fashion hails from Zionsville—but what does it mean to give up the last bit of childhood for a dream?