Wednesday, November 20, 2024

Sue's Diner: Easy Berry Trifle

My mother, Virginia Schonbachler, contributed this recipe to the BryonySeries cookbook Memories in the Kitchen: Bites and Nibbles from "Bryony."

She often made it for holiday gatherings when my children were growing up because the kids liked it so much. It is easy-to-prepare and a good "extra" dessert to serve at Thanksgiving for people who don't like pumpkin pie.

We renamed it Darlene's Trifle for the cookbook because in Bryony, the protagonist's mother also made this recipe for Thanksgiving dinner.

Try this recipe on the Sue's Diner page on the BryonySeries website

But try the recipe this week. It will be gone some time next week. A new recipe will take it's place. 

All proceeds from  Memories in the Kitchen: Bites and Nibbles from "Bryony." benefit Big Brothers Big Sisters of Will and Grundy Counties.

Order the cookbook from the BryonySeries store or from Amazon.

If you have any troubleshooting questions or comments, email us at bryonyseries@gmail.com. 


By the way, Sue's Diner is only real in the BryonySeries world. But didn't Timothy do a great job making the page look like a real menu at a vintage diner?

Here is the full diner page: bryonyseries.com/sue-s-diner. You can't really order, of course (wouldn't it be great if you could?).

For more BryonySeries recipes, check out our three cookbooks at our BryonySeries bryonyseries.com/general-store.

Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Two Boys and a Sign

To paraphrase a popular saying, with great opportunity comes great responsibility.

Meaning, Jan Staley, owner of The Book Market in Crest Hill, has been wonderfully generous in giving BryonySeries a display space inside her store.

And the collaboration has been wonderful, including ways to draw people's attention top the display and giving them basic information about special offers, gifts, etc.

So that has led to an ever-changing array of homemade signs.

You should know I'm completely useless in that regard.

Daniel, however, is amazing. And for every display except one, he's made the signs, often collaborating with Rebekah.

For 2025, we're seeking ways to make signage easier, such as a felt board or magnetic board. This will save us sign time, for time is an especially precious resource in our family.

So naturally the final sign of 2024 gave us trouble, so much so that the BryonySeries Christmas display went up last week without the sign.

The fault lay within the paper. The letters simply wouldn't stick to it, even after throwing our best solutions at it.

So Daniel began anew last night. And Timothy joined him.

The project took several hours, which is a wealth of time when these young men working very full-time jobs and are taking master level classes.

Now anyone who walks into The Book Market for the rest of the year, they will see a festive sign and the information.

But the subtext of that sign shows a few other things, too: a commitment to help out with a task I can't properly executive, the willingness to give up their time and give of themselves for a project that doesn't directly benefit them,  and the ability to collaborate to get the job done.

And today, I'll be sitting across that sign from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. with full knowledge that the sign is more than paper, stickers, and bows.

The sign represents the characters of two fine young men,

Happy Tuesday!




Monday, November 18, 2024

Back to The Book Market on Tuesday

If you're out and about the Crest Hill area tomorrow (Nov. 9), be sure to pop into The Book Market between 11 a.m. and 3 p.m.

You can check out our BryonySeries Christmas display of eleven curated BryonySeries books, Cindy's backpack bear Ribbit-Ribbits, and free purple music roses with select purchases (all while supplies last). 

Rebekah and I will be hanging out with the rest of the books in the series, too. We'll be able to answer your questions about the series and maybe read an excerpt (or two) of your choice.

The Book Market owner Janet Staley is super-friendly, too, and always ready and willing to help you find the perfect book in this family-owned bookstore of new, used, and rare books.

We'll also have information about upcoming events, such as WriteOn Joliet's anthology release party on Dec. 5, where you can pick up a wide variety of locally written books in a wide variety of genres for all the bookworms on your holiday list.

Hope to see you there!




Saturday, November 16, 2024

Excerpt from "Recovering Ruthless" by Ed Calkins, Steward of Tara

Now that "House on Top of the Hill" (the third book in the BryonySeries Limbo trilogy) is published, I'm working on the hard edits on "Recovering Ruthless," the third book in the BryonySeries Ruthless series by Ed Calkins, Steward of Tara.

The goal, of course, is publication before Calkins Day 2025, so with the holidays and all, I will definitely be busy.

Here is part of the third chapter, which references familiar characters (for the one or two out there who's read my books). 

Just keep in mind that Ed - as a character and an author - is unreliable and lives completely in his imagination.

Or as Ed said in "Staked!": "I, like all creators of mythology, can’t stress out over what actually happened when I can control what I imagined happened.”

Enjoy!



CHAPTER 3: FRAUDULENT


It was/is/will be on the last day of Tara, the worst Christmas in Beulah County, or page 439 in the BryonySeries novel “Staked!”

But all of that was subject to perception.

 

              Fists pummeled his brain. “John-Peter! You promised! Where are you? Come back! Come back! Come back!"

 

            He wrapped his fingers around the locket chain and mustered up the hardest words he ever had to say. “I’m not coming back, Karla!”

 

            For the last time, John-Peter reached up to slam a door, but his waist snapped in two. Pain faded. Karla’s lips met his. His stepfather, Kellen Wechsler, smiled as John Peter sold another burial plot. Karla and he broke into the basement of Eircheard’s pawn shop. “You’re not human,” Dr. Rothgard told him, and John-Peter held a knife at his neck. A newspaper flew out the van window while Uncle Ed’s undead life kept growing dim. Imaged Tara faded into a growing black hole. Soda bread. Dying.

 

Mother.

 

“I’m here, John Peter,” his mother answered sobbing. Her touch felt warm. Banshee wailed as nothingness comforted her hands on his cheeks.

 

John Simons is not your father. Grinning leprechauns. Piano music. Faries and enchanted mirrors.

 

Peace.

 

“Mrs. Wechsler, the chaplain wants a word with you.”

 

“Did he hear me before he died?”

 

“Yes, I’m sure he did.”

 

Blackness. Final peace.

 

It didn’t last long.

 

Bright lights were too intense to see anything, but he could hear.

 

“Error, error,” a mechanical soothing voice informed him. “Please remain calm. System aborting. Linkage lost with interface. Distress call initiated. Would you like to see our special deals while you're waiting? Unable to connect with internet. Ejecting. Please seek immediate psychiatric care. Thank you for using ‘We-Live-Yellow Electronic Womb. Merry Christmas and have a happy eighteenth birthday.”

 

John Peter felt himself flung into the air, past the tree line into the clouds. Open air felt deliciously cool on his skin. The thing is…he never landed.

 

All at once, he was in a large comfortable bedroom, sitting at a small wooden desk. A mirror hung on the wall he was facing, but the image in it wasn’t anyone he knew. A polite knock on the door didn’t give him a chance to take it all in. It opened before he answered.

 

The attractive blond girl was carrying a musket.

 

“Judge Arkins will not be seeing you today as he is busy with other cases,” she informed him in a neutral voice. “His Ruthlessness will see you now and decide what actions to take concerning your case. Follow me.”

 

Something was different about her. She wasn’t from modern times, but he couldn’t place who or what…

 

“Are you quite done gawking? Move. Now.”

 

Her musket had a bayonet. On the march down a long hallway, he realized that the girl’s shoes feet were wider and flatter than they should be. She was Ireland’s interpretation of a mermaid called a merrow. He must still be in Uncle Ed’s imagination somehow. Didn’t he already kill him?

 

The merrow made the greeting an announcement before opening the large double doors.

 

“Steward, the prisoner awaits your mercy.”

 

Uncle Ed Calkins, also known as the Steward of Tara, sat on the far end of a long, narrow, empty dining table with only two chairs, including the one he was sitting in. He seemed as confused as John Peter. The guard left in a rush, as if she feared what was about to happen.

 

Ed squinted despite his glasses.

 

“Henry?”

 

“John Peter,” John-Peter corrected. His own voice seemed as strange to him as it was unsure.

 

“Come. Sit close to me so I can see you better.”

 

The Steward made it seem like he had a choice. “If I didn’t have you to deny it, I’d swear you were Henry Matthews, but you say you’re John Peter. How? Oh, I remember now. Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be selling burial plots or throwing papers with me if you’re not at home or in school?”

 

John Peter answered with a frustrated wave of his hand. The motion felt unfamiliar. “Apparently, I’m a prisoner awaiting your mercy.”

 

              “Why? What did you do?” The Steward studied the incredulous look on John-Peter’s face. “Look, if you think I should know this or you’ve told me before, you were probably telling a later version of me. It seems I will become more incompetent as I become more experienced. I was called by what will be me to solve what will be a problem and you are just an interruption. So tell me again, what did you do?”

 

              “I thought I killed you.

 

“Ah that. Page 434. I’m pretty sure you think you conspired with some of my slave poets to shoot an arrow through my back during a limerick competition. Is that what will happen?”

 

“Please tell me this isn’t my afterlife.”

 

              “It’s not. You’re not done with your first. And sorry, but ‘I thought I killed you’ isn’t going to cut it with the judge here. If you’re going to go with that, you need to sound a lot more definite. I know Judge Arkins, and he’s a stickler for positive proof. He’ll dismiss your case before you have a chance to claim that you had a hand in it.”

 

              John Petter shook his head. “Why would I prove that I did kill you? Wouldn’t I try to prove that I didn’t?”

 

              “You didn’t. That’s the problem.”

 

              “Then, I’m free to go and we can end this pointless discussion?”

 

              Ed Calkins sighed heavily,

 

              “Let’s not do this on an empty stomach,” he told the young man and then called out. “Good merrow, we are ready to order.

 

              A different merrow rushed forward. She was as beautiful as the first but dressed in a Sue’s Diner uniform. She had no musket but held a pad and quill pen.

 

              “Goblet of blood for you, Your Ruthlessness?” The merrow asked, quill pen poised over the pad, ready to jot the order.

 

             “Thanks, Wendy. That will do.”

 

              “And you, sir, what will…hey! My eyes are up here, sir!”

 

              The Steward broke in diplomatically. “Never mind him, Wendy. Just bring him prime rib and lobster. Cook the prime rib medium rare and bring plenty of butter for the lobster.”

 

              “As you say, Your Ruthlessness.” She bowed to the Steward of Tara but gave John Peter a hostile glare before returning to the kitchen.

 

              When she was gone, Ed Calkins leaned forward and studied John-Peter, who now looked highly annoyed. “I can see that you’re upset. You’ll have to forgive the merrows. They are in a sexual harassment suit with the leprechauns right now. Perhaps they're hypervigilant about any unwanted attention, even if the attention isn't really that unwanted. You know how crude leprechauns can be.”

 

              “And you know I don't eat meat,” John Peter retorted. “Even a prisoner has the right to edible food. I can't eat anything from an animal. I'm a vegan. You know this.”

 

              But Ed had already launched into a monologue about something or another.

 

              “…and so your father, John Simons who wasn’t really your father, but everyone back then knew him as John Simotes, told me that I had died and come back as a vampire. Well, I didn’t believe him until he placed a slab of uncooked corn beef in front of me, completely raw, mind you. I scuffed the whole thing down like it was my last meal, but what really shocked me was the way I wanted more…the bloodier the better. I could have...”

 

              John Peter’s eyes found another mirror that should have captured the reflection of the diners. Instead, it showed a single person: the young man with dark, neatly combed, shortish hair that he had seen in the bedroom.

 

              “…don’t you see? That was the brilliance to my plan. John Simons couldn’t believe me when I told him that artificial intelligence was beyond my ability as a programmer. I couldn’t argue with him successfully because you were already here. So, cleverly convincing him that he was right, I... ah, the food is here.”

 

              The food was carefully matched to the proper diners. John Peter frowned at his plate. Uncle Ed sipped his blood goblet expectingly. Something was wrong. The sight of dead fish and animals should have turned his stomach. Instead, the smell seemed inviting. There wasn't a single plant-based item on his plate.

 

              “Go ahead,” Ed urged.

 

              “I can’t eat this. You programed me to shudder at dead flesh.”

 

              “I did promise to do that. I’m a fraud, I’m afraid. Take a bite.”

 

              John Peter did as he was told. Cutting a piece of the prime rib and putting it to his lips made his mouth water. The deliciousness of the mouthful was undeniable. “Are you sure this is meat?”

 

              Uncle Ed nodded. “This is your Pinocchio moment. It seems like you're not changeling anymore. You're a real boy now.”

 

              “Dr. Rothgard lied to me.”

 

              “No, young man. I lied to Dr. Rothgard. He told you that I made you because that's what I told him. The truth is I didn't make you as much as I recruited you. You were a deal I made with three others. John Simons wanted a son and gave his blood and a leg from his prized piano to the construction. Eircheard was to build a stock changeling of the finest quality from those two materials, and I was to write software to make that changeling something special. Knowing that was beyond me, I instead gave Eircheard a creature to put inside that Oakwood 360 changeling. I mistakenly thought it was a wood sprite named Glorna. His name might have been Glorna, but he was no wood sprite. He was an imp hypnotized into believing he was a wood sprite. Eircheard knew about that. What no one knew was the additional step I took because I had an infant that Glorna brought me, and he wasn’t going anywhere unless I made sure that infant had a childhood. That baby is the young man you see in the mirror.”

 

              “But I was slightly green…with red hair!”

 

              “No. You were inside an electrical device from the distant future. It cost me two trips to the end of time and back to get the thing. From that ‘electronic womb,’ you and Glorna acted together to make John-Peter Simotes. It was the Oakwood 360 unit that was green. It was Glorna that couldn’t eat meat the same way an alcoholic can't drink the smallest bit of alcohol lest he go back to what he was. Before he was part of John-Peter, he ate a woodsman. Once an imp tastes blood…well imagine John-Peter’s childhood as a cannibal.”

 

              “And now?” John-Peter stuffed another bite of prime rib into his mouth.

 

              “Now? You’re grounded, of course. Your mother died giving birth to you. Your father died in a murder/suicide. He became a vampire and his victim, also a vampire, became your stepfather. Both vampires have been staked, so all you have for a guardian is me. Sorry about that, but your grounded for the next eight years. It won’t be so bad. I sent you to the future of this Tara, which is still in the ancient past, but all portals that lead to Munsonville do so in the year 2019. That’s how I know you won’t escape. That’s where we are right now, so most of your grounding is already served.”

 

              “But you’re grounding me for a crime you claim I didn’t commit.”

 

              “Indeed. You’re welcome. You have to prove to Judge Arkins that you would have been brave enough to kill your uncle to save the imprisoned young women. My punishing you for it might help your case. I know you think you did. You remember doing it, but that was Glorna who did the deed, not you. You never went through the enchanted mirror. You remember what happened only because of the telepathic link that Glorna had with you. Try and understand. Most vampires just crawl into their coffins when it's time to sleep. Some have to reenact their murder or suicide every day just before sunrise. I only reanimate once a year, but somebody has to kill me. Sometime in my future, Glorna will. But I believe that you would do the same. The two of you are like twins. You had the same parents and shared the same thoughts for the last eighteen years. The only difference is you're different creatures and only you have parents. That was another fraud. Your mother, Bryony, was the first love and wife of John Simons, but John was not the father. Care to guess who your father was?”

 

              “Henry Mathews?”

 

              “Indeed. Can you imagine what he would have done to you if he’d found out that you were the love child of that illicit pair? That's why I kept you living your life remotely in that electronic womb. Now you have to prove to a judge that you would have murdered Ed Calkins and traded yourself for the girl you call Angela – even though her name is 42 – just as Glorna did. If you can prove that, your sentence would be a four-year, full ride to Jenson college.”

 

              It was all too much for the eighteen-year-old. “So I’m not a changeling anymore?”

 

              “You never were.” Ed took another sip. “And if you continue to call yourself John-Peter Simotes, people that knew him will not be amused. John-Peter Simotes is dead now, and the pieces that made him are ready to live their own lives. For Glorna, that’s going to be far more difficult. He’s been three different creatures. I think you should take your father’s name. Matthews. Jean-Pierre Matthews.

 

              “Jean-Pierre is just John-Peter in French,” the boy informed the vampire dryly. “And I must be sick, or the food is enchanted. I can’t eat another bite.”

 

              “No matter,” the Steward replied. Then he shouted at the door. “Wendy, would you come here for a moment? I have a candidate for the Red Branch that I’d like you to consider.”

 

              The youth was shocked. “You don’t mean the Knights of the Red Branch, do you Uncle Ed? You’ve been filling me with those legends for years.”

 

              The annoyed merrow rushed forward immediately, but upon noticing that no others had entered the room, she began clearing plates and paid no notice to Jean-Pierre. When the Steward called her out, the merrow frowned but politely set the silverware she was carrying on the table.

 

              “With all due respect, Your Ruthlessness, I cannot be compelled to accept any lad just because you desire it.”

 

              “Noted, Wendy. I only ask that you consider him.”

 

              “Didn’t you say he’s eighteen? He’s too old. We don’t accept married men and if he’s been unable to find a wife by that age…well.”

 

              “Boys don’t marry so early where he’s from.”

 

              The merrow sighed and looked Jean-Pierre over in a way that made the lad blush.

 

              “Stand up,” she directed with her hand as much as her mouth.

 

  Reluctantly, he complied.

 

              “Turn around.”

 

              Her boldness made her pause, but – again – Jean-Pierre did as he was told.

 

              “See how you like it,” she hissed but then addressed the Steward. “He’s attractive enough, but in what way is he elite? Has he known battle? Because for the looks of him, he’s hardly been outdoors.”

 

              “He killed a vampire once,” the Steward hedged. “But that was an accident and only half of him participated…the half he was not, I’m guessing.”

 

              “Kellen Wechsler?” the still standing lad turned to ask.

 

The vampire nodded his head, but the merrow was clearly not impressed. She stared him down with one more question.

 

              “Life for a Red Branch Knight is hard,” the merrow said, almost defiantly. “Why do you wish to be in their number?”

 

              “I really don’t.” Jean-Pierre answered honestly. “It’s my uncle’s idea.”





Friday, November 15, 2024

Story Round-Up: Features in The Herald-News, Nov. 9 to Nov. 15

Good morning!

I have sixteen stories to share with you today at the bottom of this post with more stories going live over the weekend.

And I have five stories that were part of The Herald-News' second "Thank You, Veterans" edition. That makes a total of twenty-one!

So if you like reading anything I've written, you won't run out of reading material any time soon.

More stories will go live this weekend. So be sure to check back on The Herald-News site: shawlocal.com/the-herald-news.

But before the stories, I have a list of additional updates, resources, and information. Please check them out, too.

And if you'd like to find more kindness in your life, consider this book.

And have a great Friday!

Event Updates

The BryonySeries Christmas Display is now up at The Book Market in Crest Hill. Along with eleven curated BryonySeries books for you to browse and buy, the display features Ribbit-Ribbits from Cindy and free purple music roses with select purchases while supplies last.

We are also participating in four more events (so far) in November and December.

North Pole Christmas Market: 10 a.m. to 5 p.m., Renaissance Center, 214 N. Ottawa St., Joliet. The Christmas Market is part of the Joliet City Center Partnership's "Light Up the Holidays Festival and Parade." And we are participating in THREE unique ways this year. More details to come later.

WriteOn Joliet 8th Annual Anthology Release Party: 6 to 8 p.m. Dec. 5, Joliet Public Library, 3395 Black Road, Joliet. FREE chef-created heavy appetizers and desserts and FREE photos with Santa. Chance to meet WriteOn Joliet authors and browse many varieties of locally written genres. One-stop checkout.

Plus, the ByronySeries will appear at The Book Market in Crest Hill from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. on one date in November and one in December, both TBA.

BryonySeries books-in-progress

House on Top of the Hill: Third book in the BryonySeries Limbo trilogy, and the book is now live on Amazon. We are hoping print copies will be available for sale at WriteOn Joliet's anthology release party on Dec. 5.

The Adventures of Cornell Dyer: No updates here in a very long time, mostly because Timothy and Daniel are super busy with school on top of work (and plenty of work-related traveling). However, I outlined a "bonus" book that is intended for distribution at Bicentennial's "Ye Olde Mayfest" event in 2025. Here is a recap of the 2024 event.

Timothy said his concept for the next book in the actual series will be slightly dark ("slightly" because it's for kids, too) and will involve an old toy store. We are also working on the last book in the series (but it's not the final book, if that makes sense). Timothy is actually writing that one. In order to make progress on any of this, Timothy is hoping to schedule a "Cornell breakfast." But Timothy and Daniel are very busy with work and school right now. We've scheduled and broke several Cornell breakfasts in 2023 and 2024. Our last one was July 2022. So we are LONG, LONG, LONG overdue.

Brainy Ann: The fifth book in The Girls of the BryonySeries is outlined and the first chapter is written, hurray! Jennifer Wainwright, who welcomed her first child into the world in April, has already started working on the cover portrait. I've neglected this book for a few months and hope to revisit it soon. We wanted to release it in late 2024, but 2024 has been a challenging year. I'm shooting for early 2025.

Jennifer designed the cover portraits for "Julie and the Too-Hard Homework," "Katie and the Big Fear," "Summer Sisters." and "Karla Joins In," as well as the frontispiece for Lycanthropic Summer.

Rebekah is also slowly (very, very slowly) updating the BryonySeries YouTube and Pinterest accounts. And she' catching up with Kindles for some of the BryonySeries books. So do watch for those.

And finally...

I am working on the hard edits for Ed Calkins, Steward of Tara's third book in his Ruthless trilogy: "Recovering Ruthless."

s first book is "Ruthless," his second is "The Fifth," and he is also the author of "Denise Unland's Irish Genealogy."

For books and more information about the series, visit bryonyseries.com.

RECIPE OF THE WEEK

Sue's Diner is a fictional restaurant in the fictional Munsonville that only exists in the BryonySeries.

Each Wednesday, we post a new recipe. The recipe is either featured in one of our cookbooks, will be featured in an upcoming cookbook, or is just an "extra" we want to share with you.

Check out the recipe here.

WRITERS

If you're a writer anywhere in the world, you're welcome to join WriteOn Joliet's Facebook pageWe're based in Joliet, Illinois, but we love to meet and interact with writers outside our area, too.

If you'd like to officially join WriteOn Joliet, we have two tiers of dues and two ways to attend meetings. We also have a marketing arm that's getting longer every year. Check us out at writeonjoliet.com.

I also suggest this book: Little Book of Revision: A Checklist for Fiction Writers. It's exactly as it says. Each page some with one suggestion for revision. The rest of the page is blank, so you can add your own notes. All proceeds benefit WriteOn Joliet.

If you need editing or help with self-publishing, check out dmbaranunland.com.

ARTISTS

If you need an artist for a project, I offer these recommendations.

NEWSLETTERS

Sign up for The Munsonville Times by emailing us at bryonyseries@gmail.com. The newsletter still isn't official yet, so we don't have an actual link on the website - but we are working on it! 

SOCIAL MEDIA

Daily updates: I haven't posted anything on Twitter/X (except a daily Bible verse) since September I can no longer schedule posts in advance. I'm not sure yet how to manage the account without that option. But you're welcome to follow me at @Denise_Unland61.

BryonySeries stuff: I used to curated content relating to the BryonySeries on Twitter/X at @BryonySeries and still post assorted related content at facebook.com/BryonySeriesyoutube.com/user/BryonySeries, and themes of each book in the BryonySeries at pinterest.com/bryonyseries.

Again, not sure yet about the direction of the BryonySeries Twitter/X account. Still mulling that over.

And of course, please follow the adventures of Bertrand the Mouse on Instagram at bertrand_bryonyseries.

QUESTIONS

Email me at bryonyseries@gmail.com.

Thank you for reading The Herald-News. And for reading this blog. And if you've read (or plan to read) any of my books. Your support is greatly appreciated.

FEATURES

Joliet food bank donates meat waste to Lockport wildlife ranch

The Northern Illinois Food Bank tries to make sure ‘nothing goes to waste’

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/14/joliet-food-bank-donates-meat-waste-to-lockport-wildlife-ranch/

Plainfield 5th grader raises $2,060 to help disabled veterans

Commemorative flags will remain on school grounds through Thursday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/11/plainfield-5th-grader-raised-2060-to-help-disabled-veterans/

We Rock the Spectrum in Shorewood a gym for kids of all abilities

Amy Allen wants facility to be a resource for the community

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/04/we-rock-the-spectrum-in-shorewood-more-then-an-all-abilities-gym/

The ‘Drew Barrymore Show’ featured Shorewood man

Tom Bolek of Shorewood appeared with a veteran and support dog

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/10/the-drew-barrymore-show-to-feature-shorewood-man-on-monday/

Shorewood hybrid battery business moving location

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/09/shorewood-hybrid-battery-business-moving-location/

CIEL Senior Living in Plainfield holds grand opening on Friday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/14/ciel-senior-living-in-plainfield-holds-grand-opening-on-friday/

McWethy’s Tavern in Romeoville hosting red-carpet barrel release party

Two ticket options are available

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/14/mcwethys-tavern-in-romeoville-hosting-red-carpet-barrel-release-party/

95th Childerguild Ball to benefit Silver Cross New Lenox

Ticket deadline was Thursday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/12/95th-childerguild-ball-to-benefit-silver-cross-new-lenox/

Cookie Store in Plainfield now open

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/13/cookie-store-in-plainfield-now-open/

Silver Cross New Lenox held lung cancer event on Wednesday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/12/silver-cross-new-lenox-to-host-lung-cancer-event-on-wednesday/

Joliet church hosted St. Jude relic on Monday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/08/joliet-church-hosting-st-jude-relic-on-monday/

Joliet Chamber event supports Council for Working Women

Tickets now available for Dec. 2 event

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/11/joliet-chamber-event-supports-council-for-working-women/

Will County says 75% of registered voters cast ballots on Tuesday

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/05/will-county-sees-robust-voter-turnout-on-election-day/

Joliet’s Rialto Square Theatre offers plenty of holiday entertainment

Holiday series kicks off with a tree lighting on Nov. 26

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/08/18/joliet-rialto-announces-2024-holiday-entertainment/

Will County Pets of the Week: Nov. 11, 2024

Will County rescues have dogs and cats for adoption

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/2024/11/11/will-county-pets-of-the-week-nov11-2024/

5 Things to Do in Will County: Christmas, holiday markets

https://www.shawlocal.com/thescene/2024/11/14/5-things-to-do-in-will-county-christmas-holiday-markets/


THANK YOU, VETERANS

 Michael Collins of Plainfield proud of service to country, community

Collins said he always tried to ‘make the right decisions’

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/thank-you/veterans/2024/11/09/michael-collins-of-plainfield-proud-of-service-to-country-community/

Service is paramount to New Lenox physician and veteran

Dr. Joseph Hindo, Silver Cross: ‘Everyone should try to be of service to others.’

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/thank-you/veterans/2024/11/09/service-is-paramount-to-new-lenox-internist-and-veteran/

Joliet veteran ‘can’t do enough for veterans’

Dan Miller can’t imagine not serving in some way

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/thank-you/veterans/2024/11/09/joliet-veteran-cant-do-enough-for-veterans/

Cancer leads Joliet Army veteran to service twice over

Skip Hoechbauer: ‘I love helping veterans and making them feel they’re not forgotten’

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/thank-you/veterans/2024/11/09/cancer-leads-joliet-army-veteran-to-service-twice-over/

New Lenox veteran gives back through craftsmanship

Regina Lattuca, vice president of K9s for Veterans: ‘He really wants to help his fellow veterans.’

https://www.shawlocal.com/the-herald-news/thank-you/veterans/2024/11/09/new-lenox-veteran-gives-back-through-craftsmanship/

Illustration by Matt Coundiff for "Visage"