By Fred Steiner (Photo accompanying this column shows Fred Steiner and Ryan Lowry cutting the Icon’s first anniversary cake in 2010.)
Thoughts on:
• how the Icons came to be,
• journalism in a small town,
Here’s the thing:
You can earn a living working in your profession in a small, rural community. But, along the way, you can’t predict the encounters that hit like insects on a car window at 70 mph.
Want to know how the Icon was born?
The idea was simple.
Create a community news source available to everyone. Put another way, make it a rare medium that’s well done.
Ada Icon spring intern,
Mana Hashimoto's
ONU capstone project
Mana Hashimoto, a spring 2021 Ohio Northern University intern for the Ada Icon, created this video.
Her video is a senior capstone project. Its focus is on clothing Mana wears in the U.S. versus what she wears in Japan. She's taken a humorous approached – we think – by not showing her face.
Mana is a senior writing and multimedia studies major, from Mie, Japan. Following graduatation she hopes to return to Japan where she will look for full-time employment in her profession.
By Fred Steiner
Completing my civic duty, on Friday I had my second appointment with the Needle they call Moderna.
Was it lovelier the second time around? Emphatically yes.
Everyone could use a little needling now and then. Especially now.
And, everyone who gets the Needle should tell others to get it. That would make the world a better, safer place. So, I’m telling you about it.
Plus, the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) announced today: “Fully vaccinated people can gather indoors without masks with other vaccinated people and small groups of unvaccinated people in some circumstances.”
By Fred Steiner
It is a certainty that “The Covid-19 Era” will resonate with us as “The Great Depression” did with our parents and grandparents.
The message “never throw anything away because you never know when you might need it,” is among the what-did-your Depression era grandparents and parents teach their Baby Boomers children?
That Great Depression generation’s continual reminder that things may be great today, but, once upon a time that wasn’t the case, can only mean they experienced something that we know very little about today.
The first time I saw James Bond was in Bluffton's Carma Theatre with a bunch of the boys…Kent Kinsinger, John Lehman, probably Max Eastman. Maybe Larry Eikenbary. We were, I believe, freshmen on bicycles.
