All the blackface stories have brought back memories from my childhood in Easton, Maryland. Easton was a segregated town of about 5,000 people where my father was chosen in an uncontested special election as President of the Town Council when … Continue reading
Today the country celebrates Martin Luther King’s birthday, but I want to take readers back to the 1920’s on the Eastern Shore of Maryland by re-running a part of my biography of my father: The Lynching My Father Saw on … Continue reading
It has entitled its series of suggestions “31 Bullets” for the number of bullets sold per person in the country each year. (I do wonder if that includes the number bought by agencies having no need whatsoever to stockpile bullets. … Continue reading
I was reminded of how my 3rd grade teacher in Easton, Maryland, suggested my team of Halloween window painters change the sign on a wagon in a Halloween parade from “Vote for Ike” to “Vote” by a painting on a … Continue reading
My father would have been 100 years old todeay and it seems appropriate to run my articles on him again. There are lots of parts. Calvin LeRoy Skinner was born in Wilmington, Delaware June 8, 1916, the second son of … Continue reading
When I was a Cub Scout in 1952, ten years old, we were given a daunting task. The 5,000-person town of Easton, Maryland, where my father served as President of the Town Council, was divided up and we Cubs were … Continue reading
Censorship. Tribune reporter Bob McCoppin has written a couple of articles (the latest is here) about high school kids painting a Caribou Coffee window for Homecoming. Apparently, business window decoration is a tradition for Glenbrook North High School students. One … Continue reading
While my mother’s family owned land, my father’s did not. Roy Skinner was a carpenter and handyman of many skills, if his tools (including a cove molding device) in the basement are any indication, but often a farmer. One of … Continue reading
Two counties, Talbot and Kent County, are almost next to each other, separated by Queen Anne’s County, the one into which the Chesapeake Bay Bridge has its eastern terminus. They took different paths in implementing the Supreme Court’s desegregation order. … Continue reading
I got into a conversation at the First United Methodist Church about Harriet Tubman, the Underground Railroad heroine from the Eastern Shore of Maryland, from when my family and I come. It bought back all sorts of memories of walking … Continue reading
I finally opened a Lowney’s Fruit & Nut Chocolates box that contained Valentines and Christmas Cards that I thought my grandmother Addie Watling-Skinner had saved. Upon closer inspection, I discovered my mother, Eleanor Stevens Skinner, had save the contents. I … Continue reading
I haven’t done a story on sign stealing, but it certainly is happening. I should have taken a photo last week of the missing Mike Mahon sign between the Keith Nygren and Sally Wiggins signs on the northeast corner of … Continue reading
The U.S. Attorney has released the following press release about the indictment of Bill Dugan, long-time president of Local 150 of the Operating Engineers. The Operating Engineers are the only Chicago-area union that tends to side with the Republican Party … Continue reading
This aluminum reflective sign is designed to be affixed above a license plat. It promotes by hometown of Easton, Maryland, by saying, EASTON, MD.FISHERMAN’S PARADISE Talbott County, where I was born, has more miles of waterfront that any county in … Continue reading
Father’s Day is tomorrow and it seems appropriate to jot down some thoughts about my Dad. The story got out of hand, so I’ll cut it up and run some each day until I reach the end. Calvin LeRoy Skinner … Continue reading
Saw this headline from WBBM-AM’s news feed a couple of weeks ago. It referred to the quality of postal delivery in Chicago, a recurrent topic. What it reminded me of was my childhood in Easton, Maryland. 212 S. Aurora Street. … Continue reading
Saw this headline from WBBM-AM’s news feed a couple of weeks ago. It referred to the quality of postal delivery in Chicago, a recurrent topic. What it reminded me of was my childhood in Easton, Maryland. 212 S. Aurora Street. … Continue reading
