Going to Join Dickens

Going to Join Dickens

The old woman shoved her fist deep into her mouth to stifle the harsh dry cough. If they heard she was out of her bedroom, they would come downstairs and put her back to bed, scolding her all the while for having disturbed their sleep one more time. She pressed...
Bathtub Baptism

Bathtub Baptism

tires screech; mother sleepsblood seeps from my forehead gashbroken windshield glassthen blue and red lights flashacross my mother who can’t walk the lineslap on the cuffs; clipped wings of a dove “safe now,” say the strangers“tell us everything; trust us,” they...
To Keep Every Cog & Wheel

To Keep Every Cog & Wheel

On a particularly hot July day during the summer of 2012, Phil Cochran, Gary Borash, and I were netting fish in the backwaters and side channels of the Mississippi River in southwestern Wisconsin. We were working for the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources on an...
Remembering Ecologist Franklin Schmidt

Remembering Ecologist Franklin Schmidt

In Worden Township, just a few miles south of Stanley in Clark County, lies Schmidt Maple Woods. Named for the Schmidt family, these eighty-six acres of mature hardwood forest were formative to the life and career of the youngest member of the family, Franklin...
Deadline: Requiem for the Milwaukee Journal

Deadline: Requiem for the Milwaukee Journal

My career in newspapers ended the year I turned 61. I remember it well, because the oldest of my four grandchildren was days away from her first birthday when I retired from The Milwaukee Journal on March 31, 1995. The grandchildren don’t remember their grandfather...