An Incomplete History of the Washington Historical Society

This essay was originally published in the program for the 2009 Historical Society Annual Dinner in Washington, Illinois. Part one was written by Christy L. Parr and it included the following paragraph: “President Kathy Bandeko was focused on the restoration of a disintegrating round barn located on farmland at the southeast edge of Washington. Her … Continue reading An Incomplete History of the Washington Historical Society

Frank Schulz: On How Not to Succeed in Business

Imagine going to the grocery store in Elmwood in the 1940s or 1950s and finding the door locked – even at noon on Saturday, with no sign in the window: “Closed,” “Be Back in a Minute,” or “On Vacation.” Actually, the owner, Frank Schulz, was on vacation with his buddy Ralph Kilpatrick, the local accountant, … Continue reading Frank Schulz: On How Not to Succeed in Business

An Extended Obituary: Karl K. Taylor, PhD 12/2/1938 – 9/5/2024

A note from the family: We wish Dad, who was a writer, had pre-written his own obituary. Since he did not, we worked together to summarize the highlights of his amazing journey. He was the best father and we know we will see him again in the Kingdom to come. – David, Andrea & Amy … Continue reading An Extended Obituary: Karl K. Taylor, PhD 12/2/1938 – 9/5/2024

Chapter Two Elmwood, Illinois — July 4, 1900 Independence Day Celebration

Since he played the clarinet in the American Band, Nelson Dean Jay, seventeen years old, took his place to the right of the conductor, sitting on a wooden folding chair beside Frank Shively, a skilled carpenter on his right, and Earl Runyon, a butcher on his left. Joking with his friends, Jay placed the music on his stand and opened his instrument case.

Taylor Johnson: Budding Catcher, Would-Be Writer

He looks the part, the way you would expect: short, a little stocky, bright red cheeks, a butch hair cut, and brown hair. What really draws attention to him are those bright red socks, up to his knees, matching his cheeks. Cool or hot, though, Taylor’s forehead is covered with perspiration. Everybody sweats, but he sweats more than most folks, maybe because he just tries a little harder than most kids, maybe because he has juvenile diabetes.