Madison Press Connection 12-6-79: Happy Birthday to a Friend
A birthday wish for his wife Helen. This column can also be found on p. 171 of North Country Notebook, Vol. I.
Isthmus 3-22-91: You’ll Be Missed, John Voelker
For two more articles related to Judge John Voelker, who went by the pen name of Robert Traver, see this 1975 Capitol Times book review and this 1988 Milwaukee Journal column.
Milwaukee Journal 6-5-88: Trout Shangri-La: A best-selling author and former judge preserves his bit of wilderness in Upper Michigan
This column can also be found on p. 67 of North Country Notebook, Vol. II. For two more articles related to Judge John Voelker, who went by the pen name of Robert Traver, see this 1975 Capitol Times book review and this 1991 Isthmus column.
The Capital Times – Books of the Times 4-28-75: Trout Magic by Robert Traver
For two more articles related to Judge John Voelker, who went by the pen name of Robert Traver, see this 1988 Milwaukee Journal column and this 1991 Isthmus column.
The North Country Boy’s Letter
Plain text: The North Country Boy’s Letter by George Vukelich Dear Santa, Yup, this was the year my folks had another, so I’m writing you now for my new baby brother; he looks like a puppy, all curled up and funny, he can’t blow his nose and it’s always real…
Untitled – City Street in Winter
Plain text: Untitled – City Street in Winter by George Vukelich There will be rotary plows on the city street – Doors and windows locked in sleet – You can bet your boots the storms will be whoppers And they’ll all be followed by belly floppers. Sleds and toboggans, skates…
Watching My Son
Plain text: Watching My Son by George Vukelich I watched my son, hands in pockets, talking of frogs, talking of rockets. His eyes near rolling from their sockets, telling of wart hogs fleeing the lions. Ratfish were eaten by elephant seals. Lake trout bled by the lamprey eels. Accepting of…
Deckhand Dreams
Plain text: The Deckhand Dreams by George Vukelich The deckhand dreams of his women on the beach. The far-eyed girls his widow wife and child waiting. Beyond the breakers. Beyond the gulls. The movements of the pristine winds soft and swishing as rosary beads wound round the hands of young…