Karen Mulvahill

1 month ago | northernexpress.com | Karen Mulvahill |Anna Faller |Rachel Pasche |Art Bukowski

Guest Opinion By Karen Mulvahill | March 8, 2025 He walked into Evansville, Indiana in 1920 with nothing more than a fictional biography and outsized ambition. Three years later, D. C. Stephenson was the Grand Dragon of the Indiana Ku Klux Klan and controlled the state’s politicians, judges, police, clergy, and media. The Klan’s message of returning America to “real Americans” resonated among people fearful of the rapid change of post-war America.

Jul 20, 2024 | northernexpress.com | Karen Mulvahill |Kierstin Gunsberg |Geri Dietze |Nora Rae Pearl

Guest Opinion By Karen Mulvahill | July 20, 2024 Ralph believes the earth is flat. Jen thinks the moon landing was faked. Bob thinks contraception should be illegal. Amara thinks abortion is a woman’s right. Frank believes that people kill people, not guns. Rashi doesn’t understand why anyone needs an AR-15. You might think these people have nothing in common. But despite their diverse beliefs, they all need a healthy planet for their well-being and that of their children.

May 18, 2024 | northernexpress.com | Karen Mulvahill |Brighid Driscoll |Ren Brabenec |Abby McKiernan

Guest Opinion By Karen Mulvahill | May 18, 2024 Like most grandfathers, my grandpa had some great stories. When he lived in St. Louis in 1918, he watched a man light the gas street lamps every night with a long pole. His family’s first car was a 1913 Studebaker. His earliest jobs were in factories run by steam engines. And when he worked at Fruehauf Trailer Company, he became a union activist, striking for better wages and working conditions.

Mar 9, 2024 | northernexpress.com | Karen Mulvahill |Brighid Driscoll |Karl Klockars |Victor Skinner

Guest Opinion By Karen Mulvahill | March 9, 2024 Growing up, my younger sister and I alternated between being best friends and worst enemies—sometimes within a single hour. We fought the way two cats will, staring malevolently until one makes a move, then slapping at each other’s faces without really connecting until one turns away. Minutes later we’d be walking to the record store together.

Jan 13, 2024 | northernexpress.com | Karen Mulvahill |Kierstin Gunsberg |Anna Faller |Brighid Driscoll

Guest Opinion By Karen Mulvahill | Jan. 13, 2024 My father led me by the hand into the dusty store lined with glass cases. The entire world was there, represented by postage stamps issued by every country in existence and some that were no more. A small man seated near the back looked up from his magnifying glass. “May I help you?” My parents had given me a stamp album for my ninth birthday, and we were about to start my collection.