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Tag Archives: Carmel
“I Just Came to Watch”
The “Season of Sports” continues…today, with a story from my own past. – Sarah White I can feel its grip now, the cord tightly wound around the narrow metal handle. I can feel the spring of its blade as the … Continue reading
The Crack-Up
By Sarah White To clarify a story point, you need to know that my parents called me Betsy, a nickname for my middle name Elizabeth. The end for us as a family arrived in late summer 1973 on what would … Continue reading
Oops, An Embarrassing Moment
” Oops, An Embarrassing Moment” is a writing prompt I have given my writers from time to time. It’s brought in a range of stories from the modestly funny, toilet-paper-stuck-to-your-shoe variety to the truly heart-stopping. (More coming about that in … Continue reading
Horse Crazy (Part 3)
By Sarah White Horse Crazy (Part 1) Horse Crazy (Part 2) New Friends Two other girls boarded their animals at the Horse Farm. Getting to know them was essential as I got to know my horse, and myself as a … Continue reading
Horse Crazy (part 1)
By Sarah White Horses, my heart’s desire. From earliest memory I wanted a horse so bad it hurt, and that’s no cliché. When heard hoof-beats coming up our street the pain tore me in two. I ached to run down … Continue reading
Getting and Spending in Carmel Indiana, 1960s
This was written in response to the writing prompt, “The role of money in your life.” I have always had a sense of myself as an earner, a participant in the economy, not just a consumer. I was born to … Continue reading
Life Lesson from a Troll Doll
From the moment they arrived from Denmark in 1963, I loved my troll dolls. Dam dolls they were called sometimes, with a nervous giggle. Ugly as sin, made of tumeric-colored molded rubber, with great cottony ebullient flights of hair. McCall’s … Continue reading
Flowering
By Sarah White In the early Fall of 1968 the recruiters came to Carmel Junior High from the big seed corn companies. They arrived to sign us up for social security cards so we could work for them next summer … Continue reading
The Gangs of Carmel, circa 1968
By Sarah White I began attending Carmel Junior High in September 1968, and turned 12 the next month. Difficult things to be, a twelve-year-old, a seventh-grader. In so many ways I was still a child, even though I had become … Continue reading
My Last Fight
By Sarah White (One thing you need to know–My parents called me Betsy, a nickname for my middle name Elisabeth, when I was growing up. I didn’t become Sarah White until I left for college.) In the fall of 1968 … Continue reading
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