Ally Karsyn

Arts Producer/Announcer


This month marks the 20th anniversary of the opening of the Sioux City Art Center's current facility. Its galleries have been used to present a wide range of art to the community, including works by local artists. One such exhibition opens this weekend, examining why innovators and creators in Sioux City devote themselves to the challenging endeavor of making art.


 ANN MARIE MCTAGGART: “It isn’t just drawing and painting. It is being able to express an emotion to somebody else.”

Tom Eakin
Ally Karsyn

It was just before midnight on the second day of Ranger School. I was crawling, nose-deep, through a slurry of red Georgia clay beneath a low-hanging web of barbed wire. The past 36 hours had been a blur of nonstop physical activity and every nerve ending, muscle fiber and bone in my body was screaming at me to quit.

And, I was starting to agree with them.

Jackie Paulson
Ally Karsyn


“She isn’t going to last much longer.”

“Jackie, call me back. I heard Nikki died last night.”

“Do you think now is the time to let him go?”

In about three years, three lives were lost and another three changed forever.

Stories must be true, about you and told in 8 minutes or less.

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Coming up this weekend, LAMB Arts Regional Theatre presents “Death of a Salesman,” a 1949 Pulitzer Prize-winning play by Arthur Miller. In this drama, Willy Loman has spent his life following the American way, but somehow the riches and respect he covets have eluded him. He lives in a fragile world of excuses and daydreams. He desperately attempts to make sense of himself and of the world around him that once promised so much.

Siouxland Public Media’s Ally Karsyn talked with the lead of the show, who was, in fact, a salesman himself.

Brian McNaughton
Ally Karsyn

I got drunk for the first time at 14. I was at my oldest brother’s wedding reception. Nothing in our childhood or home life suggested I’d be susceptible to alcoholism. My mom refused to take communion when the church switched from grape juice to wine, and my dad would only have a drink if somebody insisted on buying him one. Even then, I never saw him empty the glass or have more than one in a year’s time.

Ally Karsyn
Sarah Fish

Wisps of smoke from smoldering South Dakota sage washed over my body and individually enveloped more than a dozen recovering alcoholics and drug addicts sitting around me. For the next hour in the Talking Circle, I listened to their triumphs and tribulations, occasionally jotting down a few notes since I was there on assignment. The leader of the group came up to me afterwards and said he wished I would have shared something.


Our Tia-Mama said she was way too young to be a grandmother when her first grandchild was born, so she became Tia-Mama.  In Spanish “tia” actually means “aunt”…and an aunt is a very special relative to a young child.  Our Tia-Mama is very special to us and we love that she has a very special name.

I was born in Kansas City, Missouri March 22, 1943. An interesting story from my childhood was that I was born in the midst of WWII, and my mother was the oldest out of five sisters.  Three of her sisters' husbands were in the war as well as my father, and my father didn't see me until I was three years old because he was in Europe.

He was stationed in England, he was part of the D Day Invasion, and he was never in battle. He was something called a telegrapher clerk and was on ship relaying the messages to how the battle was going.

My Grandpa Albert lives in San Antonio, Texas.  I interviewed him over Facetime on my Ipad as there was no time to meet with him face to face.  His life is interesting and full of surprises!