Sending out a note of gratitude for the continued grace and support as we catch up from publishing delays due to several unexpected and challenging factors. We appear to have all plans and people in place to expedite the next two issues and catch up
A couple of years ago, I had been dreaming of capturing one of those iconic photos of legs dangling in the sunset as people spun in a giant circle while riding the county fair swing ride. I put the decision on London, my 14 year old.
by Deborah Cuyle Coeur d’Alene—even the sound of the name rolls off the tongue in a magical and beautiful way, which fits the city perfectly. For the region of northern Idaho, not many places can compete in beauty, cleanliness, friendliness, great food, art and music—all
Leonard Carl Maxey’s life was a battle from day one, but he was ready for the fight. Maxey was born on June 23, 1924 in Tacoma, Washington, to a young mother who was just 13 years old. Maxey’s birth mother and grandmother put him up for
Hero Dr. John B. Anderson: A Hero from Spokane’s Last Pendemic On October 5, 1918, James Alphea Howe died after a bout with pneumonia. Howe, a retired merchant and farmer, was 79 years old. Due to his age and the prevalence of respiratory illness, not much thought
If you’re ever around a campfire and want to hear a good ghost story, Chet Caskey is the person to tell it. But be warned, Chet’s tales of things that go bump in the night are all true—at least as far as he knows. “I
What would urge a young couple to move to a far and distant land? A land where the customs are not only strange but in some instances completely different. A land where they did not speak the language. A land with hostility to those of a different color, and a special hostility at that time to those who were arriving from Asia. A land, in many instances, of harsh climates. But, it was a land where there was hope. Like many other Japanese immigrants, it was their hope that after a few years of hard work, they would be able to accumulate enough so that they could return to Japan with enough means so that they could find a comfortable living. That was certainly the hope of the Shiosaki Family, although they remained in America, and their grandchildren live in Spokane to this day.
Pretty Good Beards is a new regular column (more of a tidbit) in Nostalgia Magazine that features regional pioneers and their exceptional beards. The November-December 2018 issue of Nostalgia Magazine features the Reverend Cushing Eells and his excellent off-season Santa beard.
Alvin L. Wilson was a familiar presence on the northwest corner of Stevens and Riverside in the first two decades of the 1900s. The bearded gentleman in a wheelchair called himself Shoestring Wilson, and was also known as “The Pencil Man.” He normally parked himself in front of the old Eagle Block, kitty-corner from the Paulsen Building. He spent his days making a living by peddling pencils, shoestrings, and collar buttons from a box mounted to the front of his wheelchair.
Times were pretty tough in Idaho during the Great Depression and jobs weren’t easy to come by. There were no handouts from the government in those days. However, thankfully President Roosevelt threw me a line when I was seventeen years old. I got the lead on the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) from a friend and decided to join up. I was in the CCC from 1938 to 1940 and it was probably the best decision I ever made.