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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
The Christmas Cat and the Chocolate Lab
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; ‘Twas half-past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t’other had slept a wink! . . . The gingham dog went “bow-wow-wow!” And the calico cat replied “mee-ow!” The air was littered, an hour … Read More
More Christmas Memories
It is Christmas! I love Christmas. I am not a big fan of winter, but I love Christmas. I love everything about it: the smell of the fir tree, candles in the window, carolers singing, and a fire burning in the fireplace. Well, in truth we have an artificial tree, … Read More
Oh Christmas Tree!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, Your branches green delight us! They are green when summer days are bright, They are green when winter snow is white . . . O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree You fill my heart with music. Reminding me on Christmas Day To think of … Read More
Blest Be The Tie
Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above . . . We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear . . . I’ve grown sentimental in my … Read More
A Cautionary Tale: I’m Still Learning to Live!
“Fight, fight, fight the dying of the light. Do not go gentle into that good night.” — Dylan Thomas. When it came to living, Granny took no prisoners. She never gave up, never whined. She went from being blind from juvenile cataracts, to having vision, to losing her sight again … Read More