Iconoclast View

Allow me to explain the photo.

It was taken in the days when Truman was in the White House. The scene is from our family yard at 201 N. Lawn Avenue, at the corner of Lawn and Elm.

My brother, Rudolf, was born in 1943 or was it '42?. He was named after his great-grandfather, Rudolf Althaus. Well, everything was going along fine until Gene Autry recorded Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer. That was in 1949, the year I was born.

Looks like it didn't make it. One million year old comet Ison apparently disintegrated on its trip around the sun on Nov. 28.

According to USA Today: Like Icarus, comet ISON appears to have flown too close to the sun and broken up in its corona.

Scientists had hoped that the comet from the farthest reaches of the solar system would be able to slingshot around the sun Thursday and emerge streaming a tail visible to the naked eye next month.

You know your town pretty well, right?

Allow the Icon to pose this question: “Can you name the community that fits the following description?”

Spoiler warning: There’s an Icon in Bluffton and Ada. This column posted on both Icons today. The answer is at the bottom.

By Fred Steiner
Want to hear a good Halloween story? Here’s one. And it’s true.

Most of us have forgotten that the bend in the road on State Route 235 north of Ada was originally laid out as a 90-degree angle. If you head north, you can see a remnant of that angle - but look closely.

Don't blink or you'll miss it. If you've not figured out the purpose of this photo, look closely at the sign circled in red. It's Bluffton and the state is Missouri.

Phil Pannabecker biked through Bluffton, Missouri, recently and sent this view including two others, which are posted below.

CLICK ON IMAGE TO ENLARGE.

Here’s a rainy day story with a happy ending.

Following the Bluffton-Allen East football game on Oct. 4 – played mostly in a downpour – Allen East lost more than just the game.

Jordan Reffitt, one of the Mustang’s assistant coaches, lost his wedding ring during the game.

Fortunately, he is related to Donna Morrison, whose husband, Denny, just happens to have a master’s degree in metal detecting.

Denny spend much of Saturday with the detector, as he combed the visitor’s sidelines where he said that he found several coins, but no ring.

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