Archive for History
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PUBLISHER’S CORNER
By Eloise Graham Daylight Savings Time: To Change or Not to Change At the time of this writing, we are one week into Daylight Savings Time. How is everyone’s sleep going? There seems to be a lot of controversy about having to change clocks and pill taking routines. Have any of you been talking...
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Shamrocks and Palm Trees
By Mary Schricker Gemberling “Wherever you go and whatever you do, May the luck of the Irish be there with you!” As promised last month my article for March is being written with my toes in the sand on a sunny Florida gulf coast beach, Anna Maria Island. Since our January arrival in the suns...
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Cut the Cake!
By John & Joan Maxwell Cinnamon Ridge Farms When I was growing up in the 1950s and 60s, my extended family lived life together, as most settled near or in the Quad Cities. Birthdays were especially important, and with a large family, it was nearly always time to get the family together and cel...
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Max’s Musings
By Max Molleston I have reached inside a century old collection of poems, titled One Hundred Narrative Poems. I used it a couple years ago to search out three poems originating during the U.S. Civil War. Part of those poems showed up in One Surrender, my second book focused on specific Civil War ac...
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March Holidays
By Eloise Graham Special Days with Religious Significance Tuesday, March 20 will be the Spring Equinox. Equinox means equal night. There are twelve hours of daytime and twelve hours of night. Some pagan religions worship the spring/fall rquinoxes and summer/winter solstices. The Spring Equinox is ...
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Just Saying…
By Q.C. Jones My dad was a Hopeless Romantic My dad was a hopeless romantic, and my mother was the focus of his attention. Valentine’s Day holds a special place in my life. Let me elaborate. Their courtship ended in a midweek Valentine’s Day wedding on a snowy day back in 1951. In spite of the...
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On the Road Again!
By Mary Schricker Gemberling “Travel is the only thing we buy that makes us richer.” There’s always a feeling of euphoria that wells up in me as we drive down the lane heading for our ‘winter hiatus.” With our bikes bringing up the rear and the car packed with beach towels, flip...
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Dance Memories & Valentine’s Steak
By John & Joan Maxwell Cinnamon Ridge Farms Living in the country could be very isolating, and our many chores to do didn’t leave much time for visiting. My parents combated this by going dancing three times a week. They would go to the Col Ballroom in Davenport, Club Mocan in Moline, and Fa...
