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November 24, 2017

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A photo series three-years+ in the making

The Icon offers viewers a three-part photo series that took three years to complete. We intend to continue this series. Here’s the story about it.

A long time ago in a galaxy far away there was a newspaper editor in a small town called Bluffton, Ohio.

The editor’s name was Charles Hilty. He created a tradition that The Icon has adopted. Every year on or very close to July 4, he’d take a photo of an old farmer, Henry Huber, standing in Henry’s cornfield.


Allow me to show you the oldest flower in my garden; what's in your's?

Tell us about the “oldest” flower in your garden.

Here’s mine, and while it’s a vintage plant, the details are hazy. I don’t even know its official name.

In my back yard is blooming a white iris that is very fickle. It blooms once every three years or so. There are also some blue irises in the mix. I’ve never seen the blue and the white bloom the same year. Perhaps they don’t like each other.


33.07 tons of refuse in the dumpsters

News flash:

During the May clean up the village reports 33.07 tons of refuse was collected over a two-week period at the Spring Street recycling center.

Using an estimated figure of 4,000 residents in Bluffton, how many pounds of crap was dumped per resident during spring clean up? First off, 33.07 tons is 72,906 pounds. The answer is 18.2 pounds.

This fact begs the question: Is every person in Bluffton – babe in arms to elder at Maple Crest –  collecting 18.2 pounds of junk each year, or slightly over 1.5 pounds per month?


Bluffton's vehicle ghosts - I remember the cars from the 1940s and '50s

Rudi Steiner, a 1961 Bluffton High School graduate, may well deserve a master’s degree in Bluffton automotive science 1945-1961. During this period he watched who drove what and sometimes, why. Here’s a summary of the Bluffton’s chrome and fin vehicle age from one who observed it first hand. This column is reprinted from "Bluffton, A Good Place to Miss."

By Rudi Steiner


Expand your reading horizon: Here's a summer book list to consider

The Icon invites you to consider a book reading list unlike most you've encountered. We invited our Bluffton University intern, Nnenna Onwukeme, to offer a reading list of African writers. Here's her list:


Bluffton Bambi chapter 2, or the adventures of a newborn fawn

Bluffton Bambi Chapter 2:

On Sunday the Icon posted a photo of a new-born fawn discovered in an unnamed Bluffton location, which was near a familiar neighborhood. In that story we revealed that Bambi was alone, and curled up in some greenery. 

We concluded that:

1 - Bambi was an orphan, or
2 - Bambi's mother left the fawn with plans to return later.


Iconclast view: Some thoughts about the state of village government


In our lifetime of observing events in Bluffton several things are clear. Topics that sell newspapers and get heavy hits on the Icon include:

• Fantastic girls’ basketball teams
• Floods
• Mystery beasts roaming the countryside
• Issues of controversy involving Bluffton village government

The ongoing discussion of Bluffton government deserves a comment.

1 – The town hall water flood was a fluke. Anyone who thinks it serves to cover up any village shenanigans needs to have his head examined.


Bluffton Forever: The Icon invites viewers to contribute stories from the 1950s

Oral history may not be entirely true, but it makes a good story.

A couple years ago The Icon flirted with the waters of Bluffton oral history. Some claim we fell head-first into the National Quarry, while walking around it.

Either way, we surfaced with a lung full of stories placing them in a book. Appropriately called “A Good Place To Miss: Bluffton Stories 1900-1975,” it is now out of print.


Mother's Day: What my mother taught me

You had a mother, too? So did I. 

With Mother’s Day fresh on my mind, allow me to share with you some important things my mother taught me. Maybe after reading this, you’ll think of some things your mom taught you.

Here goes. In no special order.


Iconoclast View: This is no ordinary fish story

Here’s a Bluffton fish story you’ve not heard, but if you are old enough, you’ve witnessed.

While in my backyard on Sunday afternoon, I’m convinced I heard Arden Baker’s distinctive voice speaking over a World War II-era PA system. The voice came from the direction of the Buckeye.

Anyone who knows Arden’s voice identifies it immediately. That PA system he spoke into, the loudest in Bluffton, is stored on the second floor of the town hall – maybe the third.