Jerry Apps

  A column from yesteryear When I was still teaching, we interviewed a young man from Florida for a position in our department. We talked to...

On the home farm, when the snows began melting in March, a little stream of melt water trickled from behind the corn crib, continued on betw...

  T he Demise of the School of the Arts   An old friend left us this past week.  The more than 50-year old School of the Arts held each ...

  A column from yesteryear.     Snow, for all of its inconveniences—driving challenges, shoveling, and slippery walking—also has a lot...

. On the home farm, it was not difficult to find a horseshoe. After all, we farmed with horses until our first tractor arrived in 1945. Hors...

  With another year ending, I’m sorry to report that this will be my last column.   It was a difficult decision to make, as I have been wr...

            Christmas is a time for remembering.   Some of my most vivid memories go back to 1939, when I was five years old and in first ...