I would have said he wiggled his youngest daughter’s toe to wake her for school, told her to say to cruel children who laughed at her big feet that she had “good under-standing.”
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Deborah Paul on Aging Gracefully
Few experiences are more cringe-worthy than watching old people make fools of themselves.
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Won’t You Be My Neighbor? Deborah Paul on Friendship
We all had time to fill, so why not be generous and kind? There were no pressures to impress or lifelong wounds to heal.
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50 Shades of Play with Deborah Paul
Concentration is what adult coloring requires, or at least friends—and wine—at the table, like a quilting bee sans a singular goal.
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Deborah Paul and Her Master Chef Jr.
Could my granddaughter’s heart possibly be as full as mine? Does she appreciate the meaning of these moments, that they will endure long after the cooking aromas subside?
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Sprain Wreck: Deborah Paul on Empathy
The following days were hell. I fell flat-out in our foyer attempting to answer the door, at which point my elbows were bruised as well.
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Prep Schooled: Deborah Paul on the Trend’s Return
When I was this magazine’s managing editor, the editor-in-chief asked—nay, required—that I parrot the book ‘The Official Preppy Handbook,’ localizing the author’s directives. I wrote “Indy’s Guide to Prep” in 1981.
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Deborah Paul Wants the Ripe Stuff
No offense to our neighbors in Mexico or Chile, but I don’t want their produce, or anything grown upside-down in a hothouse. I want Mom’s.
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Bigger Picture: Deborah Paul on Grandchildren
Robert Frost famously said everything he learned about life could be summed up in three words: “It goes on.” This is the season of the next generation—and the next after that.
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Deborah Paul’s Animal Attraction
This past winter, our attic became a haven for flying squirrels. These small tree-dwellers, a protected species in Indiana, banged around over our heads for nearly a week before we gave up and called a wildlife-management organization.
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Tuned Out: Deborah Paul on Playing an Instrument
My mother insisted I know how to read music even if I couldn’t perform it, and maybe that was good enough.
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Off the Clock: Deborah Paul on Retirement
I needed air. I felt like my Aunt Rose, who, during bouts of heart failure, would venture out onto her condo balcony to catch her breath.
Evan West
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Phil Gulley: The Girl Next Door
As I write this, my wife and I are expecting our first grandchild, Madeline. The level of excitement, as you can imagine, is high.
Philip Gulley
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The Hoosierist: Dropping the Ball
How did the Pacers get their name? And why do some IndyGo buses make a melodic whistling noise?
Sam Stall
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The Hoosierist: Pronounced Flaw
During his Southern Indiana childhood, The Hoosierist freely used this pseudo-word.