Ken Weber

When Hurricane Hazel finally blew itself out in October 1954, the damage and casualties left behind made it Ontario’s biggest weather event of the century. The flood control plans that followed were even bigger.

A synonym / antonym adventure, Silas Renarm visits Creemore and a bad day on the farm.

On the platform of a local railway car, 23-year-old David Hunter was an innocent victim in a deadly chain of events that turned deadly one evening in 1872.

Tic-tac-toe, Drumlins in Caledon, a wagonload of nails and spare tires on the Hillsburgh Loop.

The tweets and accusations of fake news in today’s media seem almost dainty compared to the Orangeville Sun’s lambasting of its rival weekly, the Orangeville Advertiser.

In the snow on a soccer field in Caledon East, a rather strange family and a triangle challenge at Duffy’s school.

When The Yellow Briar was published in 1933 it hit all the right notes for a readership mired in the Great Depression.

Hourglass cooking, a gust of winter wind in Amaranth and a fortunate coincidence at the Jolly Morphology Club.

In the winter of 1946 the people of Bolton were drawn together by an incident that began with all the ingredients of a grand farce, but ended in tragedy.

The homework assignment that grew, a Melancthon potato challenge and who can finish first?

The 19th century saw tiny villages spring up all over these hills, bearing sturdy names like Lockton and Elder, unusual names like Biggles and Shrigley, and pretty names like Camilla and Silver Creek. They faded away, but left a legacy that helped create the hills we know today.

How the birth of the Dominion was celebrated in the hills.

Ice cubes and altitudes, one minute puzzle challenge and at the livestock market in Tarbox Corners.

As a young woman, the lifelong resident of Caledon served in the Canadian Women’s Army Corps during World War II.

The Victoria Cross was awarded to Canadians until 1972, when separate Canadian awards were created.

The new blackboard at Strong’s school, a recital in Erin and a challenge for the carpenter’s apprentice.

Many a table regularly offered squirrels, groundhogs and, of course, ducks and geese.

Between Rosemont and Belwood, something for a stormy night and Silas Renarm raises eyebrows in Palgrave.