by Joanne Wiklund A time is of the essence clause is a legal term pertaining to contracts. It means that if a party to a contract does not…
by Joanne Wiklund My reading habits changed drastically since I became sequestered here before, during and after the Pandemic. Instead of visiting the library looking…
by Joanne Wiklund Summer is officially here. My memories include live fish we had in an old Coca Cola cooler in the garage when we were…
by Joanne Wiklund Father’s Day. A time when an adult may feel validated or a child feel clueless. Some memories of fathers are so difficult; others…
by Joanne WiklundJune can be a productive month unless I start thinking about shad flies on roads and ants on garage floors. For ants on…
by Joanne Wiklund May’s Gone. Remember how we looked forward to it? Was it just me or did it fly by? How can time…
by Joanne Wiklund Memorial Day. Brings back memories as a young girl standing on the sidewalk on a Saturday morning in front of the Port Byron…
By Joanne Wiklund With all the focus on Mother’s Day, I couldn’t help but think about mine. Ours, rather. My siblings have often teased me when…
by Joanne Wiklund We celebrated Mother’s Day yesterday, with gifts and hugs around. I only hope my children, grandchildren, siblings and friends know I appreciate their…
by Joanne Wiklund With all the celebrations going on for weddings, graduations and reunions coming up, I found myself thinking back to memories. I try to…