I have written often about the Fishers I found in 1991 when first moving here, where the 1990 census put the town’s population at 7,508.  The 2020 census for the City of Fishers was just under 100,000.

When you live in a place for 32 years, you pick up a lot about the people living here.  I found out something very important about Fishers this year.

My 92-year-old mother passed away in January after living a good, long life.  On September 1st, my youngest brother Tim died at the age of 56.

I realize this blog is centered on Fishers news and that continues to be my main focus.  But every now and then, I ask for your indulgence as readers of this blog to allow me an occasional point of personal privilege.

I did write one piece on this blog each after the deaths of my mom and brother this year.  I was surprised by the response of my readers in this community.

There was an outpouring of messages with thoughts and prayers for my family and myself in our time of grief.  The messages were all wonderful.  Each one was appreciated so much by me.  It has been a part of the grieving process.

I lost count on the number of messages placed on the blog and social media.  I know the number is large.

Fishers has not always been portrayed in a positive light in recent times.  I will not be more specific about that now.  Just keep this in mind – those many kind messages in a time of personal grief tells me what kind of community Fishers has always been and is today.

There are obviously exceptions in a city with about 100,000 residents, but by and large, people living in Fishers are kind and thoughtful  That is one reason why Jane & I decided to remain in Fishers during our retirement years.

Perhaps all of us, regardless of our personal views and politics, should take a step back and enjoy the community we in Fishers call home.  I have done that in recent months, and come out of that analysis smiling.

I live in a special community with special people.  That is the Fishers I know.