by David Kess for the Ely-Winton Historical Society
by Pamalot Roberts
by Nick Wognum
The other day something triggered a memory of “Iron” Mike Hillman, the late Ely historian, philosopher, radio persona
During the past week, I have seen flocks of American goldfinches on two occasions.
In a letter to me over 50 years ago, my dad wrote “Not only does one leave behind the stains of toil, but also chills
From a lifelong interest in photography, Robert Reed became fascinated with his Native American neighbors on Indian I
by Tom Coombe. Echo Editor For a few magical weeks in 1987, Ely was undoubtedly a football town.
by Tom Coombe. Echo Editor I’ll be the first to admit I wasn’t a normal kid.
I’m an hour later than I planned on driving up to a sprawling ranch style home.
Being a night owl can be a curse and a blessing. It’s 12:41 a.m.
In a week or less he won’t be here, ever again, from us, to my memories.
by Tom Coombe. Echo Editor
The first time I saw Hank Thunander, 50 years ago he was playing the “Echo Polka” from the stage at John’s Bar in Ely
by Tom Coombe Echo editor
