Jane Tahti

Santa Lands on E Street

Santa Claus landed on E Street when our family was living with my Grandmother Jessie Jane Dillian. On that Christmas Eve in Lincoln, it was so cold that the front windows of ...

Lincoln has an 'impulse'

Once upon a time, downtown Lincoln was the site of a weird little movie, “Impulse.”   Well, not only weird.   Super weird. Some of the scenes happened a ...

Big Tom Turkeys strutting their stuff - Happy Thansksgiving!

Here come the big Tom Turkeys, strutting their stuff. They circle, they turn, they stroll in their Thanksgiving Turkey Testosterone Strut. We know the Toms are supposed to be try ...

The quiet Finns — maybe they’re just avoiding the dictionary

“Finns talk little and avoid small talk.” “Finns are not known for being talkative.” “Silence is considered part of conversation.” If I we ...

Celebrating Juhannas

By Jane Tahti For The Lincoln News Messenger I never quite got the difference between “naked” and “nude” until we went to Finland. Naked? You’re ...

Special memories in flight

My father told me two of his special memories involving birds and I’m adding one of my own.   The first was his recounting of an afternoon at a deer stand on a mountai ...

Never ever lost: Goodbye becomes hello

At our age, loss occurs a little too often, closer and closer. Second to the excruciating free-fall of family loss, loss of friends is also an emotional blow. A few weeks ago, ...

Just a little lie

We lived with my Grandmother Jess until I was 6 years old.   That’s my excuse.   I was too young to know any better. At dinner, I sat at the end of the dining ...

They’re coming home

By Jane Tahti For The Lincoln News Messenger Here they come.    Silvery scaled salmon.  Silvery feathered geese.   Here they come, returning year after ...

The Wonderful Ravine, Part 2: Our arms were full

Jacquelyn lived at the very southeast edge of town. Her front porch looked across empty fields that ran down to the banks of the Auburn Ravine. We would ride our bikes down the li ...

The wonderful ravine, part 1: Swimming skeletons

Our wonderful, wonderful Auburn Ravine!    My great-great-grandparents swam in the Auburn Ravine, as did many other old time families. Back then, in its heyday, I don ...

Upstairs in downtown, part 5: walkabout on a banner

Our little upstairs apartment stood on its Fifth Street site since 1906.   And then, on one amazing day, the stalwart little building decided to go on a city of Lincoln walk ...

Upstairs in downtown, part five: the 4th of July 'F' fest

Before we left our upstairs apartment, our toddler had yet another show to put on in that Fifth Street window. It was the 4th of July, at the very end of the parade. As always, ...

A deep family connection to Labor Day

My husband, Alvar, was always a little irritated with me when I mixed up Memorial Day and  Labor Day. He had good reason. He was a World War II veteran, trained as a me ...

Upstairs in downtown, part 4: Tom saves our toddler

When we lived upstairs, spring and summer days found our bay windows pushed up, with fresh air streaming through the tall screens.  Even in the kitchen, the windows were almos ...