Ken Trainor has been working for this newspaper since the last millennium, since copy was pasted on boards using hot wax ... in other words since 1990. Like the newspaper industry, he has changed with the times. The analog auteur is now digitally multidimensional and annoying a much wider audience as a result.
A free-thinking weekly columnist for Wednesday Journal for the past 19 years, he turns into a paragon of objectivity as he edits the Viewpoints section, the LifeLines section, the Obituary section, the Inside Report section and each week attempts to repair, rectify and remediate an avalanche of newspaper copy written too close to deadline.
In his spare time, he is working on a book about his Catholic roots. He also loves riding his 1974 Schwinn LeTour bicycle on the Salt Creek Trail, and attends local theater productions and concerts and as many films at the Lake Theatre as he can squeeze in.
A native of Oak Park, he can frequently be found wandering the streets looking anything but lost as he steeps in the two most aesthetically pleasing and historically rich villages to be found this side (or that side) of the continental divide.
Alex Kotlowitz certainly looks the part of the mild-mannered reporter from a great metropolitan news organization, but while his manner may be mild, his writing is anything but. He's not a muckraker or an investigative journalist. He doesn't "break" news. And he goes to great lengths to disabuse people of the notion that he is any kind of public policy proponent.
The last time Jack Kernan got married was January of 1949. That worked out well. He and Patsy lived in Oak Park and raised their family in St. Catherine Parish. They were a devoted couple. Even as Patsy slid toward senility, Jack brought her everywhere, including visiting my folks as they came to the end of their lives.
Matthew Shabino, an OPRF High School junior, will be spending the spring semester in Washington D.C. As one of 30 students nationwide selected to participate in the U.S. Senate Page Program, he'll attend classes at the Senate Page School in the early morning and then spend the remainder of the day working at the Capitol on the Senate floor.
You might be forgiven, as the snow fell atmospherically, if you thought you were hallucinating — or caught in some kind of time warp — on Jackson Boulevard last Saturday afternoon as a horse-drawn hearse made its way west.