By Doris Schroeder.

  It used to be every winter, especially in January, we would have at least a snowstorm or two. We would usually whether it through...

              Ever so often, I hear the words “old fashioned Christmas” and immediately, a picture comes to my mind of our Christmases on the...

It is now 76 years later from the time I heard our president Franklin Delano Roosevelt announce on our floor radio “we are at...

By Doris Schroeder The sparkling lights of the Kansas State Fair have again mesmerized our fair city  into a galaxy of sparkling rays. Waves of...

By Doris Schroeder Dear Dad, How life has changed since you left us to go to heaven forty one years ago! I doubt if you would...

By Doris Schroeder Since I last talked to you, we will have been to Manhattan to celebrate the wedding of our youngest grandson Mike and...

By Doris Schroeder Last week we greatly enjoyed attending a graduation party for our former pastor’s youngest daughter, Jacquie. She graduated from her high school that...

By Doris Schroeder I do remember when I was young how I would look forward to my birthday. That would mean I could learn a...

By Doris Schroeder Recently the front page of the Hutchinson News showed some old quarantine signs that used to be used when our city had...

By Doris Schroeder My mother, Emma (Lange) Kroeker was a school teacher  in the one and two room country schools, both of the Kansas area...