August 2004
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Homeless

by Editor
by Jeff Johnson

At the end of a day walking “The Circuit” from breakfast at St. James, to “The Breach,” to dinner at St. Ben’s, the homeless look for shelter. And if the missions are full, or inebriation has been a part of that particular day’s circuit, they look for a place to hide. Often the Riverwest riverbanks offer such a refuge. A daytime walk along the river paths will reveal many such campsites.

Concerned about the shelterless people using Riverside Park as an encampment, the Urban Ecology Center hosted a forum on July 13 led by Dr. Jill Florence Lackey of Marquette University and Urban Anthropology, Inc…

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On Oakland Avenue

by Editor

Oakland Avenue is in for a change this fall: according to Mike Loughran, the city’s project engineer for bike lane projects, Oakland Avenue will go down to two lanes of car traffic (one each way) with bike lanes to be built before the end of the year. Oakland Avenue joins Water Street, Center Street (soon […]

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They Do Exist

by Editor
photos and article by JennyMarie Farris

Nate Love was known as Deadwood Dick. He was one of the best cowboys around. Bulldoggin’ Bill Pickett was another rough cowboy from Taylor, Texas. Bronco Sam was known as the cowboy who wasn’t afraid of anything. What you may not know about these cowboys is that they were all African-Americans…

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Candidates in Upcoming Elections

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Candidates for U.S. SENATE (entire state): D – Russ Feingold, inc.; R – Russ Darrow, auto dealer; Robert Lorge, attorney; Tim Michels, construction executive; Robert Welch, current State Senator. Candidates for STATE SENATE, District #4 (Riverwest & Harambee – Gwen Moore’s current seat): D – Johnnie Morris-Tatum, current State Rep; Lena Taylor, current State Rep; […]

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“Rich” Condo Owners

by Michael Holloway

I make it a point to visit the Fuel Cafe once a week to remind myself of what I once was. Young. The only substantive difference between those of us in downtown condos and patrons of the Fuel Cafe is age. When I was young, I also sat in cafes and listened to tunes and talked smart and questioned authority and talked about the “man.” Granted, I listened to Pink Floyd instead of Pink, but you get the idea. Oh, yeah, one other difference — I didn’t smoke because I wanted to age…