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May the future be one of peace and safety

A rare picture postcard shows an elaborate display of July 4, 1914, fireworks in Galena. The photo, which was taken from the Grant Park area, looks west over the Green Street bridge toward Annunciation/Saint Michael School (now the Galena ARC). The other evening, I stood where I imagined that photo being shot, and thought of the children sitting on the hillside, looking with innocent wonder at the display. more

Illusory image of womanhood: What a pity

My toes were bleeding.


Our heritage

This week, we celebrate the 242nd anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence.


Megg’s Eggs: Dipping into pure gold

When Megg’s Eggs called me at Tammy’s Piggly Wiggly, I had to respond.


‘Believe always in the promise and greatness of America’

F lags are at half-mast in Galena as I write. Our nation is mourning the death of Senator John McCain, American hero. Late in the day yesterday, I drove through Galena to see the flags honoring … more

Poor Farm: ‘Bleeding disgrace on the fair fame’

As I have continued my reading and research on poor houses, and specifically the Poor House (Poor Farm) of our county, I remembered the abject poor in various countries where I have done work. 


Gazette interns

W e consider ourselves very fortunate at The Galena Gazette as this summer comes to a close. In a sense, our summer here ends when the last of our summer interns says goodbye and heads back to … more

Looking back to the 1918 influenza epidemic

The poignant headline “Death Calls a Little Boy” carries the subheading, “Home of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Koepeke is Bereaved” in the Galena Weekly Gazette, Oct. 24, 1918 edition. 


Garbage flung ‘anywhere and everywhere’

In 1905, a recognized character about town was seen “washing out three or four dirty handkerchiefs” in the basin of the drinking fountain at DeSoto House corner.


‘With education you can kill terrorism’

A democracy depends on the education of its people to thrive.


Don’t you mess with me ever again!

This time the hunter did not tell me, “Don’t flap your gums talking about stuff you don’t know nothing about.”


‘They just don’t make them like that’

Diamond Lil took out an old brown notebook and started singing the handwritten, sweetly sentimental songs from the early 20th Century.

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