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Author Biography
Rose Mary Clarke writes a weekly column about life experiences.
Rose Mary Clarke started writing columns for the Knightstown Banner when she was in high school. A graduate of Knightstown High School, Ball State and Indiana University, she taught French at Franklin Central High School and Howe High School. Her husband, daughter Victoria and she lived in Irvington for many years. She and Bill currently live in Warren Park.
She was a Realtor for over twenty years and returned to writing columns about twelve years ago. Her weekly column that also appears in the Weekly View is about life experiences — travel, nature, the arts and the funny/sad events of the past. She is an avid reader and enjoys writing, cooking and eating good food.
She has published a book of some of her columns that is called Ramblings: A Stroll Down Memory Lane with Henry David Thoreau.
Rose Mary Clarke passed away October 26, 2017.
Rose Mary Clarke’s Story Archive
Fourth of July, Part 2
“It is sobering to reflect that one of the best ways to get yourself a reputation as a dangerous citizen these days is to go about repeating the very phrases which our founding fathers used in the struggle for independence.” —Charles A. Beard, quoted in the masthead of the “Knightstown … Read More
Fourth of July, Part 1
“Freedom is hammered out on the anvil of discussion, dissent, and debate.” Hubert Humphrey as quoted in “The Knightstown Banner” masthead. Summer evenings on the front porch swing with my parents taught me to appreciate America. Swinging gently, they’d talk about whatever struck their fancy. “Well, here we are already … Read More
From the Earth to the Stars, Part 1
A globe is on one of the twin towers of the Knightstown Academy where I attended grade school, and a telescope is on the other. Ever since I was a girl, I’ve been fascinated by the stars and the planets. During summer evenings on the porch swing, my parents used … Read More
Oh For the “Suite” Life!
In 1971 Memorial Day became a national holiday on the last Monday in May. My mother worried about whether the pineys (peonies) and flags (irises) would be ready for Decoration Day. Bill’s mother fussed about who would drive to Kalamazoo to decorate Bill’s father’s grave in the cemetery that he … Read More
May Memories
Even though we divide our months into neat squares of days, I think of time as circular. Like a roulette wheel, the calendar of my life spins round and round and halts in my memory at significant blocks of my existence. Many of them, such as Christmas, Thanksgiving or July … Read More