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Welcome to the Posey Circuit Court
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GAVEL GAMUT by Judge Jim Redwine
BACK HOME AGAIN IN INDIANA
Our Hoosier state has music deep in its soul. I really like Paul Dresser’s chorus: “Oh, the moonlight’s fair tonight along the Wabash, From the fields there comes the breath of new mown hay, Through the sycamores the candle lights are gleaming, On the banks of the Wabash, far away.” And, “Back Home In Indiana” by James Hanley and Ballard MacDonald fits Dresser’s “On the Banks of the Wabash, For Away” as well as an early Posey County settler’s hand hewn mortise and tenon: “Back home again in Indiana, And it seems that I can see A gleaming candlelight Still shining bright Through the sycamores, for me The new-mown hay Sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam When I dream about the moonlight On the Wabash Then I long for my Indiana home.” Of course “The Wabash Cannonball” is about a railroad train, but no one can hear it without conjuring up an image of Indiana: “Well now listen to the jingle To the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine And the Lonesome hoboes call No changes can be taken On the Wabash Cannonball.” Not even our sister state to the west would disagree that The Wabash River and references to it belong to Indiana. They can claim part of Abraham Lincoln, but they get none of the Wabash. Making a switch in tracks I ask you to think of one college fight song to represent all college fight songs. You thought of Notre Dame, didn’t you? Yep, even those of us who are neither Irish alumni nor Catholic, hum along to: “Cheer, cheer for Old Notre Dame Wake up the echoes cheering her name, Send the volley cheer on high Shake down the thunder from the sky.” At least, it is a Hoosier institution, that school with the Golden Dome and the Touchdown Jesus, that stands for college football throughout the nation. We Indiana University types may root against those bullies from South Bend, but we probably know Notre Dame’s fight song better than our own. There is a great deal more music with its roots in Indiana, but as the Jackson 5 from Gary, Indiana sang: “Every soul that passes by This song’s to you from the Jackson 5 I’m comin’ home it’s plain to see I still got Indiana soul in me.” |
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