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It was an unknown wilderness, a forest of pine trees with a carpet of pine needles beneath, located on the east side of the bay. One of the first known white men to have visited the area being missionary-explorer Father James Marquette in 1674. By…

Downhill
Hauling the empty corn wagon down Schoolhouse Hill back to Dad’s picker when the brakes went out on the Co-op #3, missed the downshift and was grinding gears and sweating bullets but relatively optimistic until I noticed the septic tank…

My Dad was a true sportsman who supported our family during hard times by trapping and hunting in the Stone Lake, Wisconsin area. One day during deer hunting season, he and I were having lunch together in our home on Big Sissabagama Lake when he…

I was a reporter for United Press International in Milwaukee who covered the open housing marches in Milwaukee, and did a number of interviews with Father James Groppi, as well as Dick Gregory, who came to participate in the demonstrations with the…

This volume of "Personal War Sketches" was presented to the Frank A. Haskell Post No. 146 of the Grand Army of the Republic in 1890 by ex-Governor James T. Lewis of Columbus, Wisconsin. When the Columbus G.A.R. Post was disbanded in 1924, the…

A mortgage release document from William Wrede for a debt owed him by Gottlieb Wilhelm Findeisen, signed October 2, 1857.

Notes from the submitters, Laura and Nicola Kaftan, great-great-granddaughters of Findeisen: "William Wrede was one of the…

My parents, Walter and Mary Crandall, were the caretakers of a private fishing camp on a seven acre heavily wooded island on Lake Little Sissabagama in Sawyer County. In 1904 James Hool from Chicago had moved his fishing camp here and in 1915 he…

In 1901, my Grandpa Fred Ernest Tripp moved to Washburn County, Wisconsin with his wife and four small children. In those early years, Grandpa Tripp would farm in the summer and work in the woods with his brother Rob in the winter. He would buy a 40…

While my sisters and I were growing up we hardly ever saw our father as he worked two or three jobs at a time. Then my parents divorced and we all thought we would never see him. Then came the first holiday as a family separated by divorce. It was…

I started working at the Stone Lake Dairy in 1953. I was working as an apprentice to learn cheese making. I worked for two years, then took my test and passed. I was twenty-four years old. We made American Cheddar cheese. Every Thursday Wesley Neu,…