WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- The snow sculpting artists known as The Kilted Snow Weasels had been wanting to use their “Shot of Whiskey… Leave the Bottle” sculpture design for about 10 years.
The wait paid off as it landed them first place in the Illinois State Snow Sculpting Competition held Jan. 17 and Jan. 18 in Rockford.
Artwork from a turn-of-the-century arts colony now can be seen at Aram Public Library in Delavan. Read more: Delavan arts colony lives on through historic collection
DELAVAN--Although Ron Kastein has stepped away as the longtime owner of Barker Lumber in Delavan, the lumberyard will remain at 327 S. 7th St , under a new--and local--owner.
Barker Lumber was sold on Jan. 6 to Home Lumber of Whitewater.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- Most local folks know of Delavan’s storied circus connection. Not as many realize that at one time the city drew not only clowns and big top promoters, but a colony of accomplished, award-winning artists.
For almost two decades at the turn of the last century, artists flocked to the area. Some were regular summer visitors. Others made their homes here. And although Delavan’s original arts colony is gone, what remains is a collection of museum-worthy paintings in town that showcase those artists’ works and provide on their canvases a glimpse of what the city and its residents looked like more than a century ago.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- Don’t tell Destination Imagination kids they’re unconventional. Just don’t. For starters, they probably, politely, wouldn’t entertain the suggestion. At the core of their very being, they are the ones who figure out how the square peg is going to fit in the round hole.
For those who haven’t heard of DI, borrowing from one website; “it’s the best after-school program you’ve never heard of.” Starting in 1982 under the umbrella of Odyssey of the Mind, and with a name change in 1999, Destination Imagination was formed as a nonprofit, volunteer-led organization for which the sole purpose is to challenge kids to think creatively and turn those thoughts into reality.
STATELINE NEWS -- In a way, Jon Condon is living in the past, and through his music he’s hoping others will feel the same way.
Condon, 59, is bandmaster for the 1st Brigade Band based in Watertown, which keeps the music from the Civil War years alive.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- A 2013 Big Foot High School graduate not only wants to help fight hunger and poverty in her community, but in other countries as well. And although she’s still in college, Brittany Rambatt of Sharon seems to be well on her way to accomplishing that mission.
Rambatt, 20, recently received the National FFA Proficiency Award in home and community development during the National FFA Convention. She was chosen from four national finalists for the award, which honors FFA members who have developed specialized skills to use in their future careers.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- Community newspapers are often more concerned with the people who live in their distribution area and their stories, rather than just the news. The happy, funny, tragic, exciting, interesting or even terrifying tales of our neighbors' lives can change the way we see our surroundings. Part of living in a community means realizing that we’re all in this together.
In this, our last edition of 2014, we take a look back at five people who left their mark, good or bad, on Walworth County during this year and how their tales will live on.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- In December, memories come out along with the ornaments, wreath and the carols on the radio. Seeing neighborhood decorations brings up the image of your dad hanging lights on the evergreen tree in the front yard. Watching kids line up in front of the department store Santa Claus reminds you of your daughter’s first nervous visit to the man in red. Funny, sentimental, even bittersweet memories -- Christmas brings them all back.
We asked area residents to share their favorite Christmases. We think you’ll enjoy hearing their stories.
WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY -- The first time I met Tallan Noble Latz he squiggled back into a chair, leaving his tennies dangling off the floor, and picked up a guitar that was taller than him and maybe just as heavy. He was 5 years old and knew what he wanted to do with the rest of his life -- play guitar.
And play it he did. My husband, Mayner, taught guitar so it wasn’t unusual to hear young musicians eeking out some kind of music. But the sounds Latz squeezed out of those six strings drew me to the front of the house, where I expected to see a whizened old blues man.