Farmers Weekly Review

By Sandy Vasko I ambivalent about trains. For instance, I hate them when I am stuck at a crossing for 15 minutes. I like them…

By Sandy Vasko Patriotic fever had hit epidemic proportions during the first week of July, 1865. The war was over, and surely good times lay…

By Sandy Vasko Although the streets were full of people, it was strangely quiet. May blossoms filled the air, but black was everywhere you looked,…

By Sandy Vasko April, it’s spring, and things happen quickly in the spring. One minute the ground is bare and the next the flowers are…

By Sandy Vasko What could be more pleasant than a trip on the river. Soft breezes blowing, your best gal or guy at your side…

By Sandy Vasko There are times I find myself lost driving on familiar roads in what was once rural Will County. The familiar landmarks like…

By Sandy Vasko Ed Conley, a musician and former printers’ devil for the Wilmington Independent, wrote back to the newspaper on a more or less…

By Sandy Vasko All the signs were good. It truly seemed like the North was prevailing. Those at home believed that it could not last…

By Sandy Vasko Celebrating the Fourth these days means family picnics and relaxing with a couple of cold ones. But at least one Fourth of…

By Sandy Vasko One of the rules of writing for a newspaper is that your readers must understand what you are trying to say, otherwise…