This is Where You Come to Live

Editor’s note: This piece was originally written by Jesse Orantek during the Spring 2018 semester. It can be read in its entirety here.

You can always tell when it’s coming. Their breathing will become faint and irregular. They will phase in and out of consciousness. Their extremities will turn purple to the point their skin changes color slightly, and their heart rate wavers back and forth. You know when its going to happen.

You’re Just Not My Type

Editor’s note: This piece was originally written by Kelly Powell during the Spring 2018 semester. It can be read in its entirety here.

Pay attention to numbers one through nine. Make note of the alphabet, but only E, I, N, S, F, T, P and J. Okay, now look at the alphabet again, but this time, only O, C, E, A and N matter. Such is the nature of modern personality testing: the Enneagram, the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator and the “Big Five,” informally known as OCEAN, claiming the attention of personality enthusiasts and amateurs alike.

Football “Disney World” Construction Continues to Stall

Editor’s note: This piece was originally written by Nicholas Adkins during the Spring 2018 semester. It can be read in its entirety here.

It’s hard to imagine how a $27 million renovation can turn into a $899 million project billed as the “Disneyland of football,” but that is exactly what has happened. The Pro Football Hall of Fame in Canton, Ohio is currently in the thick of building the Johnson Controls Hall of Fame Village.

The Man Behind the Barn

Editor’s note: This piece was originally written by Caleigh Marten during the Spring 2018 semester. It can be read in its entirety here.

I pull into the driveway of Hiram Farm’s office, it appears to be a home. The two-story victorian style building looks a bit disheveled. It looks a little old, but it has a personality. That is clear to me without even taking a step into the threshold. I walk into the reception area, otherwise known as a sunroom or dining room of sorts. To my right is a desk and to my left is a large fish tank. The water appears a bit murky and I am not sure if there are any fish inside, until I see a burst of bright orange swim by. An older man, the director of the farm meets me at the doorway. Dave Lundeen has been apart of the farm since 2015 when he was asked to come in as an interim director. I follow him back to his office noticing the gallery of arts and crafts.