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The Story of Pearl Harbor

By Tyler Young/Staff Writer

Photo Caption: This was a live Photo of the attack on Pearl Harbor from a reporter in Hawaii on Dec. 7. 1941.

On Sunday December 7, 1941 7:50 a.m., the course of American history was about to change. It was a normal day in the territory of Hawaii, specifically Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. Let’s get some background information to learn about the attack. Hawaii was not yet a state but just a large group of islands occupied by the US naval fleet. World War II was happening at the time in Europe and Asia. With Germany, Japan, and Italy seeking world domination, Hitler did not want America to get involved, but Japan had other plans. Back to the main story.

    Japan knew that if the U.S. entered the war now, the US would have complete control of the seas and Japan had control of mainly islands so they knew we could easily take control. So they launched the surprise attack to destroy our naval fleet in order to prevent us from fighting back in the oceans. They succeeded in destroying a big majority of our fleet.

The First Wave: At 8:00, the kamikaze pilots showed up, all 183 of them, and struck at the airfields. “This first attack wave began bombing the hangars and parked aircraft of the island’s airfields while at the same time launching torpedoes against the US warships moored in the harbour.” ( After 5 minutes, they destroyed four US battleships with torpedoes and dropped a bomb on the USS Arizona and killed 1,177 crew.

The Second Wave: Half an hour later, a larger wave of kamikaze pilots returned to Pearl Harbor and inflicted even more damage than the last. “Within two hours, 18 US warships had been sunk or damaged, 188 aircraft destroyed and 2,403 total American servicemen and women killed.” (

    “They destroyed 8 of our battleships: the USS Arizona, Oklahoma, California, West Virginia, Utah, Maryland, Pennsylvania, Tennessee, and Nevada. After the bullets of the Kamikaze pilots shot at the vessels.” ( editors) The Japanese pilots targeted our battleships and flew straight into them. We were eventually available to save all except the USS Arizona and Utah. Casualties: A total of 2,403 American service men and women were killed; and over 1,000 were wounded. America soon declared war on Japan and Germany declared war on us. But, through four years of gruesome war in Europe and Asia and two nuclear bombs dropped on Nagasaki, Japan and Hiroshima, Japan, the Axis powers surrendered and the war was over on September 2, 1945. This is the story of Pearl Harbor.

The true story behind ‘The Conjuring’ movie

by Kalei Griffin/Staff Writer

Have you ever seen the movie The Conjuring? If so, you’d be surprised to find out that the movie depicts what actually once happened. Demonologists and paranormal investigators Ed and Lorraine Warren were the helping hands behind this terrifying and true story. The victims of this terrifying case were those of the Perron family. 

In January of 1971, the Perron family moved into a 14-room farmhouse in Harrisville, Rhode Island. Right away, each member of the family: Carolyn (mother), Roger (father), and their five daughters, started to experience small but strange things occurring: brooms going missing, hearing weird sounds in the kitchen when no one was present, finding small piles of dirt in the middle of the kitchen floor right after she would get done sweeping, etc. Though Carolyn experienced weird occurrences, her daughters would actually see spirits with their own eyes. Once every member of the family started to notice the phenomena going on, Carolyn decided to research the history of the home. Carolyn discovered that the home had been in the same family for eight generations, in which half of them experienced multiple mysterious and horrible deaths within the home and/or in close proximity with the home. She also found that many of the children had drowned in a nearby creek, one was murdered, and a few of them hanged themselves in the attic. The most commonly seen spirit was a woman who would roam the house mainly at night according to Andrea Perron, the oldest daughter. According to the “True Story of the Perron Family and Enfield Haunting,” ‘whoever the spirit was, she perceived herself to be the mistress of the house and she resented the competition my mother posed for that position,’ said Andrea Perron

( The woman being seen by the family was a woman named Bathsheba Sherman.

Bathsheba lived on the property in the mid 1800s. She was rumored to have been a Satanist and practiced witchcraft. She was also accused of being involved in the death of a neighbor’s child, but she was never charged. She soon passed away and was buried nearby. The occurrences eventually got to the point where they felt the need to reach out for help, which is where Ed and Lorainne Warren come in. Both Ed and Lorraine conducted many investigations and participated in many seances in the farmhouse. During one of the seances, Carolyn Perron, the mother, became possessed in which she began “speaking in tongues and levitating in her chair”, said Lorraine Warren (  After this particular seance, the Perron family, particularly Roger, kicked both Ed and Lorraine out of their home and banned them from ever coming back. Roger was concerned for his wife’s safety at this point. After the seance, all of the occurrences and spiritual sightings began to die down but they didn’t completely end until the Perron family eventually moved in 1980.

Though the supernatural occurrences with the Perron family came to an end, the traumatic situation never seemed to die down. It will always be remembered by those who truly believe.


The Return of a Hero: WW2 Veteran’s remains return home to richmond after 77 years

by Ben Brunsting/Staff Writer

On September 17 Pfc. Louis Wiesehan, Jr was finally brought home to his surviving family after 77 years of being buried in an unidentified grave on Betio island Northeast of Papua New Guinea. Louis Wiesehan, Jr reportedly died on Nov. 21, 1943 on the second day of fighting against Japanese resistance on Betio Island during the Vietnam war. 

It’s hard for many Americans to think what it’s like to be away from home for more than a week, but Wiseham was 6,797 mi from home for over 77 years. His life was unfortunately lost during the taking of Betio island, an island 3,577 km Northeast of Papua New Guinea, against Japanese resistance. It was called the Battle of Tarawa. The attack on the island lasted for three days, of which Wiseham and 1,000 other Marines and sailors paid the ultimate sacrifice, according to Now known as one of the bloodiest battles in the Pacific during WWII, in addition to the high number of casualties, the Battle of Tarawa left more than 2,000 wounded.

“ ‘There’s a quote from the commander in charge of defending Tarawa that goes, ‘A million men cannot take Tarawa in 100 years. The Marines did it in 76 hours,’ ” said Col. Kirk Mullins, program manager for Advanced Amphibious Assault at Program Executive Officer Land Systems.   

He continued, “It’s hard for us today to put what transpired over those three days into context—the difficulty of trying to win the battle in an area where hundreds of your fellow Marines lay dead. ’”(Qtd in )

The men that were left standing gathered their fallen comrades to be buried in rushed and unmarked graves on the island. After the closing of the Vietnam war the 604th division of the Quartermaster Graves Registration Company were tasked with recovery of Americans in the Pacific. But the sheer amount of men lost on that day proved overwhelming, and the rushed graves made it so not every grave was obvious. So Wiseham was pronounced nonrecoverable along with the overwhelming majority of his comrades.

That changed, however, in late 2019 when the Defense Prisoner of War/MIA Accounting Agency released a social media post listing identified dead Marines, according to It was on such a post where a fellow Marine from Richmond identified his name. Mullins, the presenting officer at Wiesehan’s funeral, grew up in Richmond and felt as though it was his duty to go home to pay respect to his fellow Marine. Mullins reached out to a contact by the name of Sgt. Maj. Justin LeHew to get information on Wiesehan’s funeral service. But Mullins didn’t expect Sgt. Maj. Justin LeHew to ask him to be the presenting officer of the funeral service.

Pfc. Louis Wiesehan Jr came home on Thursday, September 17, 2020, and was escorted from the Indiana National Airport to Richmond where he was buried at Goshen Cemetery two days later. According to, he received a Purple Heart, American Defense Medal, Asiatic Pacific Campaign Medal, WWII Victory Medal, Good Conduct Medal, and the Presidential Unit Citation for his service in Company F, 2nd Battalion, 8th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division. 

Pfc. Louis Wiesehan Jr before going to war

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The Disappearances of St. August’s Woods

by Jeremiah Edwards/Staff Writer

Drawing by Mario Steverson

Hi, my name is David, I’m 16 years old and I attend Palmer High School. I’m here to inform you about the disappearances in St August’s woods. It all started on the night before Halloween with best friends Jack Early and Miles Cooper. Let me tell you a little bit about them. Jack was tall and slender. He had short wavy blonde hair, hazel eyes, and had a small scar near his lip from when he fell and had to get stitches, and at the time had a brace on his arm from breaking his arm while playing Football. Miles, on the other hand, was slightly shorter than Jack and slender, had black curly hair, blue eyes, pierced ears, and a birthmark on his hand. Now that we have the introductions out of the way, let’s get to the story. 


    Today was October 30th. I was excited because my favorite holiday was near. There’s so much to love about Halloween: the scares, the festivities, the costumes, but most importantly something everyone looks forward to, the candy. Though today is going to be fun, too; after school I have plans to meet with Miles so we could just venture around town and mess around. It’s kind of a tradition now, four years and counting. A phone ringing had flung me out of my trance. It was coming from downstairs, probably the kitchen. I decided to ignore it. The ringing stopped; my mom had picked it up, I could hear her murmuring. I went back to getting ready. I put on my socks and laced up my shoes. I was almost late so I grabbed a hoodie out of my closet and ran downstairs. A second later I became anxious; as I peered into the kitchen the phone was sitting on the counter, right where it was when I had previously come downstairs. I decided to check the driveway to see if maybe it was just a coincidence. No cars? Weird. She wouldn’t just leave without her phone right? I mean it was literally in her hands. I soon forgot about the incident after remembering I needed to get to school. 


      “This was Jack’s morning, pretty interesting right? Don’t worry; it doesn’t end there. Let’s see the other side of the story from Miles.”


I felt more sluggish than usual this morning. The sound of something scratching my walls had disrupted my sleep. I declared it was rats and I needed to tell my parents about what happened. I needed to finish getting ready for school. I was only looking forward to what I had planned for after school. Meeting up with Jack at the orchard and venturing around town is one of my favorite things to do during fall. I slipped on my shoes and cleaned off my glasses. I walked downstairs and entered the living room, where my parents were sitting and drinking their morning coffee. On the tv was the news; the news anchor was talking about some myth. I heard something about woods but I didn’t pay much attention. I shifted towards my parents. “Mom, Dad, I think we have rats, I heard something scratching on the walls” I blurted out. They looked at me like I was crazy.

 “Honey, we don’t have rats,” my Mom said. “The exterminators came by the other day; they didn’t find anything.” I wasted no time to get out of the house, as there was goosebumps appearing on my arms. No other animal could be scratching from inside the walls. 


School was finally over; it was exhausting but I was ready for the night on the town. The thought of what happened this morning still lingered in my head. Something about it wasn’t right. I wasn’t going to let it ruin my day, though. I got onto my bike and started pedaling. I was going to Cooper’s orchard, owned by Miles’ family.Tomorrow we would go over to a Halloween party at our friends house; he hosts it every year. In between those two events we go into stores and buy something for ourselves or something to mess around with. We love to prank each other. I finally got to the Orchard, Miles was sitting there waiting for me. 

“Took you long enough,” he chuckled. I set my bike to the side.

“Had to take a detour,” I bounced back.

“You say that every year,” Miles rolled his eyes. We saw our friends in the distance we knew it was time to go.


We had fun at the orchard, though something was off about it. People kept saying that the people we had in the corn maze to scare them was a good idea. My family never hired anyone to scare people. Maybe it was just a few kids that wanted to mess with people. My paranoia grew stronger, all of these weird events happening out of nowhere at the same time? My heart was already out of my chest from what my parents told me that morning. 


We walked out of our last store; we didn’t get much. I got a hoodie that has a picture of a ghost. Miles got something like it but his had an outline of woods in the back. Must’ve been the last one, no other shirt or hoodie had that design. Our friends had already gone home, it was just Miles and I. We decided to ride around for a few more minutes to end the night. 

“There’s only one place we’ve never been; we should check it out,” Miles said, turning to me. 

“Are you sure? That’s pretty long ride on these bikes,” I said, stopping my bike and walking with it. We were talking about the Carson trails: The one place in town we had never once thought of going, there isn’t much there but why not see if we can find anything to tell others about. 


 The entrance of the trails going into Carson trails was covered with darkness. The only light was from our flashlights and a small crack of the moon’s light creating shadows. We had to watch our step because of bear traps. This place may not have much but hunters love this place. We were halfway through the trail when we got stopped by a line of trees. 

“Huh, this isn’t supposed to be here,” Jack looked at me concerned. “Did we take the wrong trail?” He asked. We were using a map and the trail was supposed to be clear for another few miles. 

“Must be an old map,” I told Jack. We continued walking forward, we were 20 steps in and suddenly an uneasy feeling overcame me. My stomach sank further and further. Jack looked at me.

“Miles, are you okay?” He asked. I could tell he wasn’t feeling the best. My paranoia was off the charts now. I started to feel dizzy.

“We need to go!” I yelled out. He shook his head, agreeing with me. We walked as fast as we could out of the trail. We were unable to ride our bikes home because we were weak. The feeling of uneasiness never went away but after we got a few blocks away we regained strength. I asked Jack if he wanted to go back tomorrow but with more people; he questioned me at first but after some convincing he agreed.


“After the boys made it home, they still felt uneasy. Neither were able to fall asleep quickly. The next day wouldn’t be any easier. Waking up the next day, the boys were distraught. Having nightmares about the past day had them weary of the woods, yet they knew someone needed to go back. Strength in numbers, right?” I said.


Last night was strange; I could still feel my heart jumping out of my chest. Maybe it was just us getting into our heads or so that’s what I hoped. I had a nightmare about the trail and the woods. Something was chasing me but I couldn’t get a good look because if I turned around it’d get even closer to me. My friends behind me were getting grabbed. I had lost Miles in the chase, he wasn’t grabbed; he just ran his own direction. The dream ended there. Much didn’t happen earlier in the day. All I did was research on the trails. The place was nowhere to be found on any map. It wouldn’t make sense for it to be undiscovered since it’s popular for hunting nor could anything grow that fast. Miles had texted a few friends: Shawn, Jayden, Emma, David, and Kam and asked if they wanted to come with us because we wanted to show them what we had found. Most of them said yes, besides one, David. David was always skeptical of everything and had to give every decision tons of thought. This time was different; he had a reason. He warned us not to go and that something bad would happen to us if we went. 


“Is this true? What was your plan with telling them this?’ An unknown voice asked. 

“Truly, I was trying to help them, after all look what happened to them, sir,” I replied. “This is where my knowledge of this story stops. The rest you’ll learn from Jack’s journal.” I looked up. “Jack thought it’d be a good idea to take notes of things that happened that night; he was right,” I added before the voice could say anything else.


Entry #1 from Jack’s journal: “Miles and company knocked on my door around 4. They said it’d be good to make it there before sunfall. I wasn’t sure what to expect this time, my paranoia had yet to go away as I felt ill from the previous night. The others have no idea of the events that caused this paranoia, nor did they know I was paranoid.”

Entry #2 from Jack’s journal: “We all packed supplies for at least a night, food, water, flashlights, and clothing. Though Jayden and Shawn weren’t taking anything seriously at the time and we kept telling them that everything was real. Emma was petrified before she even made it to my front door. She’s always like this around Halloween;she can’t stand the smallest frights.” 

Entry #3 from Jack’s journal: “We finally made it to the entrance of the trails, but now it’s around 5 and we only have an hour or so of sunlight left. Jokes have been tossed around on the walk here. The laughing is helping me cover up the fear that is instilled inside of me. Let’s say I’ve been walking a little slower after the entrance was visible. Though the place we reached last night wasn’t near it. I was still uncertain of what may happen. Only 2 more miles to go.” 

Entry #4 from Jack’s journal: “The walk has me exhausted but thankfully the woods is just up ahead. The group decided that a break was needed to refuel ourselves before heading into the woods. It’s a quarter to 7 and the sun has started to set. Walking through the trails would’ve been scarier at night and would be the cause of the increasing paranoia of the group. The fact is,  we haven’t even made it there and everyone is on their guard.”

Entry #5 from Jack’s journal: “Miles swore he had heard walking in the distance. We were only 100 paces into the woods. Shortly after the census was made that it was just wildlife. We took another break to rest; our feet were in agony. We didn’t really prepare for that part. I thought bikes would be compromising because this place is unknown and we could be trespassing. I’ve already gone through 3 bottles of water. It was pretty hot out today.”

Entry #6 from Jack’s journal: “Something seems to be following us. I keep trying to make out what the figure is, it’s definitely no animal. The group’s pace has increased even more and more. Emma is starting to freak out. I’m sure everyone else is too but would prefer not to show.”

Entry #7 from Jack’s journal: “Another figure has appeared behind us. At this point we’re jogging, trying to evade whatever is chasing us. The figure seems to be picking up speed attempting to match ours; it’s getting closer. My heart is beating faster than it ever has before. We need to hide.”

Entry #8 from Jack’s journal: “While finding a place to hide.  Jayden had separated from the group. We have no idea where he went. The figures seemed to have gone somewhere else so we slowed our pace. We’re deep in the woods and I’m pretty sure we’re lost. The maps we have are inefficient.”

Entry #9 from Jack’s journal: “A scream jumped out at us. It sounded like Jayden; I hope he’s okay. We need to find him, soon. The trees don’t stop, miles and miles we’ve walked all that has been discovered is trees. Miles has now broken out in a panic chanting that “this wasn’t a good idea.” He also keeps murmuring something about a nightmare. Did he have the same one as me?” 

Entry #10 from Jack’s journal: “Some time has passed since the last entry. Still no sign of Jayden and now Emma has disappeared. We heard her scream but by the time we turned around she was gone. I forced the other two to turn around. Help was needed.” 

Entry #11 from Jack’s journal: “I came face to face with the figure that had been chasing us. The figure had a dirty face with tons of scars, its skin was completely grey, and its red eyes could be seen from a mile. Shawn had been taken right in front of us. He tried to fight it off but his failure was inevitable. We attempted to save him but it was too late.”

Entry #12 from Jack’s journal: “I’m hiding from the figure behind a tree and a few scrubs. We had found Jayden and Emma a mile back. They were okay, no sign of Shawn. This time we got attacked by 2 figures. The group split admist the chaos. I’m by myself and I’ve lost feeling in my feet. I have no more water. Miles had the food. Something’s coming, I need to hide. 


“This was the last of Jack’s entries. The fate of him and the others are unknown,” I said. The investigator looked at me in shock. I’m not sure if he still thinks it’s a joke. 

“How’d you get this?” he asked me. 

“The morning after a knock was heard at my door. No one was there but on the doorstep was Jack’s journal and other notes that both Miles and Jack took.” Truly my heart sank after reading the last entry. No one knows what happened. Those could be the last words Jack will ever say. Something was odd about the journal; after the 12th entry pages were ripped out like it was intentional. 

“Thank you for your time, we’re going to do everything we can to find them. I promise you.” You could see the determination in his eyes light up. He got up and opened the door and signaled that I could leave. On the way out he shook my hand, I looked him hard in the eyes.

“Be careful, sir,” I whispered.  


A few weeks later, the name of St August was given to the woods. It was meant for remembrance of the five kids that went missing that night. This incident, though, would be a lesson to the town to not go into those woods, as something sinister and dark calls them home. 

Profile: From cadet to full-time firefighter, Oleksy is on his way up

Photo Caption: Volunteer firefighter Tyler Oleksy helps to put out a fire in Greenfield. Photo by Emily Oleksy

Why would someone want to be a firefighter? This is a question that could be asked of Tyler Oleksy. A 2018 GC grad, Oleksy has been working his way up since he started out at the Greenfield Fire Department. He became a cadet and has been learning all the ways to be a firefighter. Currently a volunteer firefighter, he has started to the process to become full-time. 

Oleksy had very important reasons for wanting to become a firefighter.  “I got into the job because of my dad being a firefighter. I wanted to follow in those footsteps,” he said. He grew up around the department his whole life and loved hearing about the things that his dad did on the job.That is what made him so interested in it to have that job one day.

Olesky did discuss the toughest part of the job. He said, “Calling the time of death of a person that has passed after getting done working on them to save them and deciding the right time to call it. People can either be young or an older person; either way it isn’t the easiest saying that a person has passed on,” he said.

Olesky said he chose the job for the people he is around and for the mission he serves. “I picked it because of the rush you have when you either put a fire out or save someone’s life,” he said. Each time he saves someone or puts out a house fire he said he feels accomplished knowing that the fire is out or that someone has been saved from dying. He also said, “This job is pretty special to me with all the people that I have became close to.” The type of people that he works with have helped him so much throughout his life from his father passing and teaching him all about being a firefighter, he said. 

Greenfield firefighter Anthony Evans talked about Oleksy’s performance and growth in the department.  “Tyler is a very hard worker and great with people as he has been here. Everyone has grown a friendship with him”. He went on, “Tyler is the type of worker that won’t give up until he makes it. Me and him have become really close. I see him as another son. He is such a great person. He works so hard for everything that he has and he never gives up.”

Profile: Anderson U. baseball players hope for spring season

Photo Caption: Clayton White, a senior at Anderson University, waits to throw a pitch against his opponent on April 21.

Corinne White/Staff Writer

Anderson University’s athletes have taken a harsh downfall for this season. The coronavirus has taken away lots of opportunities for players on the team. Most recently, the Heartland Collegiate Athletic Conference, of which Anderson is part,  postponed any conference-related contests and championships scheduled for the fall 2020 season. Clayton White, a senior who has played baseball all of his life, has been very doubtful about this coming season. “As a senior it’s really hard to let all of my hard work go to waste. Knowing I most likely won’t get my last season is truly heartbreaking,” White stated. 

The Anderson Ravens baseball season was cut short last season, and seniors from last year did decide to come back for this season. “I’m glad most of the guys are coming back this season. If our season gets canceled this year, I’m not sure I will continue my baseball career,” White explained. 

White, a graduate from Eastern Hancock, has played baseball since he was 5 years old. His drive is obvious,  as he set many records at Eastern Hancock and pitched the second perfect game in Eastern Hancock history as a sophomore. White then committed to Anderson University to further his baseball career. He has had lots of opportunities and has MLB scouts looking out for him. 

White explained that at first he didn’t think the coronavirus was such a big deal. “I didn’t know anyone that had it at first. I didn’t think it was possible for me to get it.” The Anderson baseball team has been restricted from practicing because 25% of the players tested positive, including White and his roommates. 

“I was the first one in the house to have it. I went to a party and a few days later I got sick, tested positive of course,” Tyler Burton, a Ravens baseball player stated. Soon after that all of the boys tested positive.

Burton graduated from Knightstown with a very good academic standing. Burton is one of the best hitters on the Ravens baseball team. As a freshman he was able to achieve his goal of 10 home runs in one season. “I felt extremely guilty when I tested positive for Covid. Not only to my roommates but for my whole team,” Burton explained. He knows that he will have at least one more season. Nonetheless he is still very upset and feels sorry for the seniors. 

When the coaches announced that practice and fall ball was pushed back the boys were devastated. Zach Lane, a senior baseball player, tried to uplifted the boys and be a leader.  His goal for this team is to not only be successful by winning, but also be a family. The boys on the team call Lane the “dad” of the team, because he is always taking care of people and being a leader. “I went to a very small high school and my team was not very good. There’s where I learned my leadership skills,” Lane said proudly.

He has also tested positive for coronavirus. “I think everything happens for a reason. God has a plan even if we don’t like it sometimes. Something good will eventually come out of this. We just have to wait and see,” Lane explained with a big smile on his face.”

The Anderson Ravens hope to have their season in the spring. White hopes to do something big for the end of his baseball career, maybe continuing into the minor league baseball league. The team has been looking forward to their season so they can give their seniors an experience to remember. 

Profile: Powerhouse Ninestar producer discusses behind-the-scenes work

by Drew Smith/Staff Writer

Photo Caption: John Painter, producer of NineStar Sports as well as the creator of NineStar’s local TV channel, at a recent volleyball match between New Castle and Greenfield, just before filming begins on Sep. 10, 2020. 

In the absolute black of night, only illuminated by the obnoxious shine of automobile lights and the blast of the football field fluorescents, a man emerged from the sea of moving cars and wandering people in the parking lot to greet one man: John Painter. They talked briefly, speaking of the man’s newborn and his hopes to return to broadcasting. There was nothing awfully unique about this occasion; to a wandering eye it may seem as though it was just as simple as small talk. What was really significant about this occasion wasn’t that it happened, but that, in fact, it seemed to happen all the time. From country club bartending to tarring a factory roof, to being a computer technician at General Motors, and even a plant manager for NineStar, it seems as though Painter has been all over the world, and as though all the world knows him. 

“All my life, I have loved to create and have always spent time creating in all types of different forms,” elaborated Painter when asked about the best aspects of his job at NineStar. “The position NineStar has put me in is one that they give me the freedom to be creative in many forms.” While Painter has certainly shuffled around in his career, he now finds himself the producer of NineStar Sports as well as the creator of NineStar’s local TV channel. NineStar Connect is an energy and communications company based in East Central Indiana that provides a number of services including water, electric, and internet, and also as a result of Painter’s work in the company, a local TV channel. Painter has worked with the company for several years, and went onto explain the many positions he had held in the span of time, stating, “Again, I love to be creative. I have held many positions with NineStar, from a telephone lineman, to maintaining the digital headend, and even supervisory roles with outside plant.” 

In the early hours of the day, through sizzling heat and bitter rain, one can find Painter at one of the local high school football stadiums, basketball courts, baseball fields, or even wrestling rooms setting up for a rigorous night of recording. He can be seen running cables out to cameras, setting up laptops for editing and rendering, and more time-consuming, tiresome work. “Growing up on a farm, hard work has always been instilled in me by my upbringing,” he pondered in consideration of the tediousness of it all. “I do enjoy it because once we finish, there is a great sense of accomplishment and much satisfaction. I guess because I am just driven by sort of an obsession with those games that I do not feel any fatigue or pain until the next morning.” But even after all the arduous set-up and labor, when the game begins, whatever it is, Painter runs the show like a trainer runs a well-disciplined mustang on a dirt-ridden horse track. 

“I think John possesses a combination of mental fortitude and experience that is perfect for how stressful and nerve-wracking productions can be most of the time,” illustrated Dave Anderson, camera operator for NineStar Films, the team responsible for the filming of local county sports games. Anderson is an established and consistent member of the team, having worked there for nearly four years. “There have been many times over the years that have solidified my faith in John as a producer. Whenever there are technical difficulties with our equipment or there are outside factors beyond our control, John just deals with it or fixes the problem if he can,” elucidated Anderson, “He never gets mentally flustered or panicked, which is pretty remarkable considering some of the things we have had to deal with over the years.” Painter runs a consistently collected and calm ship and maintains a level of quality that is undeniable. 

As one could surmise, Painter seems to possess the work ethic of an ox, never failing his responsibilities and always moving forward. “John is different from others in that he is a one-man army,” Bill McKenna, Greenfield-Central Radio/TV teacher and director at NineStar Films, attempted to explain, stating, “He is producing, engineering, and doing all the production jobs himself, every other team is full, John has only himself. He teaches himself new technology, he finds a way, [he’s] self-reliant.” McKenna has been working with Painter for six years and even knew him as a child. “We both were kids during the blizzard of 1978, we both had adventures, mine in the city and his in the country,” McKenna mentioned. “[He] and his dad went out in the storm and worked; I just had an awesome snowball fight. He told me about what it was like to work with his Dad tending to the cows as this epic storm engulfed them. His youth made him who he is.” McKenna has worked in the industry for many years, even working under Channel 6 for some time, as well as ABC. Yet he notices something different in Painter as a producer, simply stating, “He stays with what is good in life. I’ve never worked with anybody as good as him.”

Unfortunately, no matter how fantastic a man like Painter is, especially in the industry, the reality is sports are on the decline. According to research firm Ampere Analysis, viewers aged 18 to 24 are the least interested in sports as a genre in broadcasting, and it seems that participation in sports is decreasing, according to the National Federation of State High School Associations (NFHS). Talent and hard work can only do so much if the viewer doesn’t care. In considering this, Painter elaborated on his perspective of it: “I watch old sporting broadcasts on YouTube from the 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s. The broadcast was all about the players and the action, period. Total focus was with the game. And it was normally only positive commentary. There was not all the flashy motion graphics and such. It was simple and was all about the game, which is what people have tuned in for. That’s just me. I like the broadcast to be all positive and not overdone with flashy glitz and glamour.” 

Even with all the sweat, blood, and tears Painter puts into his work, he doesn’t complain much nor does he think much needs to change. When asked about changes he would like to make to his current job, he simply retorted, “Well, I guess I would like to see us be able to have permanent cabling at all of our stadiums and gyms, so that we wouldn’t have to set-up and break-down for every broadcast. That would be nice!” McKenna attested to Painter’s absolutely solid mentality, explaining, “He goes well beyond what he has to do in his work. He swings for the fences and never gives up. We have had games in tough weather I would have bailed on, but he stays with it and we get stuff done when it looks impossible.” 

What lies ahead for John could be an innumerable amount of situations, considering his career, but it seems as though for now Painter is planting his feet in broadcasting. Despite the painstaking labor and the decline in popularity, it is where he chooses to stay, even stating, “I hope to be doing pretty much what I am doing now with NineStar until I retire. However, retirement for me will probably be full of video production, photography, or graphic arts. Maybe as freelance even.” So, whatever Painter ends up doing or wherever he ends up working, he’ll keep it cool and work himself like a lawnmower, and plenty of people from all across his career will see him there and won’t be able to refuse saying hi. 

Profile: Mosser highlights challenges of first year teaching during pandemic

Photo Caption: Mosser teaches her German 1 class. Photo by Alex Smith

Ms. Jordan Mosser is in her first year of teaching German at GC, and what a start it has been: a pandemic, a switch to half-in person, half-hybrid learning, and all the responsibilities that come with those factors.   

   Mosser talked about her transition from college to the classroom. “The biggest challenge is I’m on my own and I don’t have another teacher helping  me so being on my own and planning everything is the biggest challenge,” Mosser said. This alone isn’t an easy task but the pressures of being a year one teacher are tremendous especially during a pandemic. For Mosser, it might not be that bad: “Being a first year teacher especially after having another teacher with me for so long is a bit challenging but the pandemic is the saving grace because everyone knows it’s a learning curve,” she said.

Madame Amanda Brown, French teacher, commented on how Mosser was doing in the new environment.  “I think she’s doing a fantastic job. I’ve enjoyed talking to her about GC as a whole and the virtual experience. I really enjoy getting and sharing ideas with her,” Brown said. 

   When choosing the school where she wanted to teach, Mosser looked for something close to friends, Greenfield-Central being a good option: “I was looking for a school to teach in Indiana and I liked how (Greenfield) was near Indianapolis but not in the city,” Mosser stated. 

Mosser usually has high expectations for herself but this year has made things difficult: “I have high expectations for myself because that’s just me as a person. I want to get you guys (the students) to where you need to be but this year I may not being able to do that so it’s all about setting reasonable expectations,” Mosser said, understanding this year’s circumstances with the pandemic.

“I would love for her to work at GCHS for a long time. I expect that she makes everyone accountable and responsible for her work. I expect her to motivate others and to be the best teacher she can possibly be,” said Michael Runions,10, who enjoys Mosser’s class. 

Brown talked about having a younger teacher like Mosser in the department “Having a younger teacher is always a benefit because they’re more aware of what the kids are into and the slang,”  Brown said. 

Runions said having a younger teacher has some advantages. “ I definitely think it will be easier. I think she’s been through just as much as we have. Since she’s so young, she can understand us a lot better.”

It seems all three of them are on the same page: “I think so because I get what’s going through your head unlike some of your other teachers. I told my students that if they needed to talk about anything they could come to me,” Mosser said. 

This year presented the challenge of the hybrid schedule, half in person, half virtual. This is new to Mosser.  Mosser said there were personal struggles in teaching virtually: “Yes (there are), because when you guys went virtual in the spring I was student teaching so I wasn’t able to teach virtually so everything I’m learning is from the other teachers.”

         “She does very well with helping students. If we make mistakes she goes back and explains how we could’ve found the correct answers,” Runions said. It seems as though Mosser has crushed this challenge: “She makes sure to challenge us and makes class more fun,” he continued to say. 

     Meeting new people can be rough for some people; in this situation it’s not the case for Mosser. Mosser discussed how it was meeting the other language teachers. “It was nice because they’ve been so welcoming and they are everything I want in a language department.” 

Mosser is the new face in the department and it is sad one chapter is ending but happy another is beginning. “It’s both happy and sad. I was very close with Frau Cathy Clements (the previous German teacher) but Frau Mosser is fantastic and I’m thrilled to work with her,” Madame Brown said. It’s good to leave a good first impression and that’s exactly what Mosser did. “Gosh, she’s tall, I’m jealous but she’s very nice, confident, and easy to talk to,” Brown said. Mosser is leaving good impressions on her students as well. “She is a nice person. She doesn’t assign homework unless we need it and she does not get off topic very much,” said Ian Gross, 10. He’s not the only one: “She’s a good teacher and good at explaining stuff and she’s super understanding when we don’t understand things,” said Kensleigh Fairley, 10.

Profile: Turner details day in  life of music department

By Alex Smith/Staff Writer

Photo Caption: JT Turner, music secretary, helps Jackson Martin, 12, read sheet music for band.

Music secretary Jeremy Turner, who has spent many hours helping marching band and drama students, said, “My favorite part of being the music secretary is the interactions I have with all the performing arts students.” 

Turner, who is also pursuing his bachelor’s degree in music education, talked about how he balances his work and home life in a department that hosts countless practices, concerts, and other performances. Turner said, “What home life? I go home and work, that is what I do. I wake up, I come back and I work more. It’s cool, man. I probably end up staying up a little bit later than I would most times.” 

Marching band director Chris Wing talked about his first impression of Turner. Wing said, “My first impression of JT was was that he was young and excited to teach kids.” Because of all the hours spent at practice and beyond, Wing and Turner know each other pretty well.  Wing said, “I like working with JT. Some days he drives me crazy but for the most part he does a really nice job and works hard. My least favorite part of working with JT is that he distracts me. We spend too much time together and we’re too good of friends. I get distracted from my work too easily.”

 Wing added, “My favorite thing about working with JT is that I laugh with him just about every day.” 

For his part, Turner said, “My mentor is Mr. Wing. I know it’s weird because he’s like one of my best friends and also my coworker and also my boss. I can’t think of anyone else that I could go to when I need guidance.” 

A.J. Springman, 10,  has known JT since 8th grade. Springman, who is in concert choir now but was in band previously, said, “My favorite thing about JT is his humor. His humor is unbelievable. I was in band in 8th grade and I was beat-boxing and he was joking about having me be a part of the front line just like sitting there with a mic being the drum line.”  Springman talked about what he is going to miss about JT when he switches schools next year. Springman said, “I can’t pinpoint one thing that I am going to miss about JT when I leave next year to go to my new school because JT is just an amazing person overall.” 

When the marching band won state in November at Lucas Oil Stadium, naturally almost everyone in the program was excited. Turner described the moment: “I felt really good for a number of different reasons. I don’t know if I can quite still say how cool it was, not necessarily for me, in particular, but for the program as a whole thinking about the journey we’ve been on from 2012 to now to the top of the pyramid. I think when they said second place, whoever it was, and we realized we won I felt all of that. I felt all of the times we came up just a little bit short and of all the times where things didn’t necessarily go the way we would have hoped. Of all the times that there were kids that were there that band was their safe place and they couldn’t necessarily go anywhere else. I felt all of that again. That was the cherry on top of all we’ve done so far.”  

Turner talked about what he wants the kids to get from the experience of being in performing arts. He said, “I want the kids to learn how to work with people. There are going to be people around that you don’t necessarily like. You have to learn how to work with them.”


Profile: Key stresses importance of current events

by Maddy Wainscott/Staff Writer

Photo Caption: Bradley Key, social studies teacher and coach, finds a spare minute to work on paperwork in his classroom.

GC teacher and basketball coach Bradley Key has been teaching for over 10 years and has been coaching for many years as well. Key spends most of his time coaching with his team, especially currently since it’s basketball season, teaching his students and educating them on current events, and listening to pop-country music. He puts effort into those he cares for and puts his heart into what he loves, and what he truly loves is his job. “There are definitely some extreme highs, and extreme lows of teaching, especially freshmen… but it’s worth it. It’s good knowing my kids went home knowing something they maybe didn’t know before, and that’s the best part about it.” Key said, explaining the best and worst parts of his job. So what more should be known about Key? Who does he influence, and how? 

Duriing his entire life, he grew up raised and influenced in the presence of teachers, and sports. He’s always been into sports. “I was never the best of the best, you know? Never the best player on the team. But I was always kind of the leader of the team, always putting out ‘Go, team!’ if no one else would,” Key said. 

Teachers were always around him, even as family, he said. The life of educating people intrigued him, he said.  It made him think… “What can I do for the world? Who can I educate? Whose point of view could I change, how could I do that?”  So he put his game face on the same way he did in his sports career. He took his passion for shooting a ball and combined it with his passion for making a positive difference for young adults in the world. He was always a good student, always the one making the right decision, using his head, he said. That’s what got him to where he is now: an intelligent, educated, caring teacher, and a hard-working, team player, carefully blunt basketball coach.

Most of his students get along very well with him. He’s a fun, outgoing, opinionated man with a good sense of humor, some would say. One of his current students, Lindsey Kirby, 10, feels positively about him and his teaching. “He’s just a funny guy,” she explained, “in the beginning of class we discuss current events, funny stories, hot topics, stuff that everyone is really interested in and it gets everyone going, really. It’s his sense of humor that keeps the class alive and I think that’s his best feature.”

Kaitlyn Garner, 9, said, “He’s been a great teacher. He always goes over the most important things going on in the world and it’s a great thing that he gets everyone so involved in politics and the world.”  

Key truly wants the best for all the people in the building, especially for his students and team players, he said. “I think it’s good to talk politics into kids here, because you really never know what life is like at home. Everyone deserves to have their own point of view, so if they don’t talk about it at home, let’s talk about it in my room,” he said.

“Maybe mom and dad don’t talk about the news or stuff like that at home, or maybe mom or dad isn’t even around. It’s good seeing my students transform from completely uneducated… children, really, into informed citizens of our community, and of our country. It’s good to make everyone stronger and smarter one step at a time,” Key said, on why he discusses political views and current events with his students.