Amid the snowflakes blowing straight sideways outside my home’s windows April 14 were winged black-and-orange creatures being buffeted about who must have wondered why they had decided to migrate north this spring. A flock of at least 50 robins had congregated in the trees and bushes in the yard of my Eau Claire home. An hour earlier, while clearing snow from my driveway, I had noticed a handful of the birds in the street nearby, not their normal gathering place. A short time later
I first met Brad Henderson back in the late 1990s while writing stories for the Leader-Telegram about an upcoming Eau Claire school district referendum. Henderson was a parent of a daughter who attended Boyd School in Eau Claire’s East Side Hill neighborhood and was highly involved in promoting the need to replace that school and other upgrades included in the referendum. Given that our initial interactions involved journalism, maybe it’s not surprising that many discussions
I have always known ski jumping participants were gutsy competitors with nerves of steel, athletes willing to dare human flights from death-defying heights to complete crowd-pleasing jumps in search of ever-longer leaps. Every four years I watch ski jumpers as part of the Winter Olympics and am impressed at their daring natures. But viewing the event on TV doesn’t do it justice. Until I wrote about the Silver Mine Invitational ski-jumping competition in Eau Claire recently,
When a group of DeLong Middle School students gathered under a large pine tree at Wilson Park in downtown Eau Claire late Monday afternoon, they were doing more than singing Christmas songs. The couple dozen children and their chorus teacher, Sarah Olson, were at the location to raise awareness about Eau Claire’s homeless population. The site was appropriate. The Sojourner House homeless shelter at 618 S. Barstow St. is just around the corner from the park. In previous weeks those
A new project designed to celebrate downtown Eau Claire and to bring more visitors there will do just that if the official lighting of the Phoenix Park footbridge Thursday night is any indication. That event attracted a large audience as people packed the east and west banks of the Chippewa River the historic bridge connects. Parking spaces anywhere near the site were a much-sought-after commodity and nearby sidewalks were packed with those arriving to take in the lighting ceremony.
The nighttime sky in downtown Eau Claire is a bit brighter these days, thanks to two artistic endeavors. On Wednesday night I took in views of the “Baroque” sculpture and the Phoenix Park Bridge. Both were lit with attractive colors, providing a sharp contrast to their otherwise dark surroundings. The last time I saw the “Baroque” sculpture alight with seemingly flowing waves of color, the intricately woven-wire structure was surrounded by hundreds of