Warren Domke

The young and their potential

A t the tender age of 6 I made a transition from a big city, Chicago, to a small town, Montrose, Colorado. Montrose has grown considerably since I lived there, but—in many ways—it is typical of Small Town America. It is the county seat for Montrose County, a sprawling county that takes up much of the southwestern part of the […]

Atascosa Animal Allies to the rescue

Most residents of Atascosa County already are aware there is a problem with animals—not the pets, of course, but of the stray or feral animals that are abundant in unincorporated areas as well as in city limits in many cases. Animal Control officials or police have their hands full already, and not much time for stray animals, but law enforcement […]

An early morning fire…

I t was in the late fall of 1975. I was living with my wife and son in an upstairs apartment on the north side of San Antonio—a twobedroom apartment. Our downstairs neighbor was an older lady who lived alone in an apartment like ours with a living room adjoining a dining area facing a kitchen, and the bedrooms in […]

Finding my roots—1941 to 2020

From my birth in 1941 until 1947 my home was Chicago. I was six years old when we left the Windy City for Colorado, in the small town of Montrose, on the Western Slope of the Continental Divide. (We from the Western Slope always liked to specify we were from that part of the state, not the Eastern Slope, which […]

A new year, a time for renewal

A s you read these words, we are days from a new year— 2020. It will be a day like those before and immediately after it, including a sunrise, a morning, a noon hour, an afternoon, and a sunset. Each day will include several hours of darkness. If we didn’t know that there was a new calendar year it would […]

My first Christmas, December 25, 1941

I was nine months old, the youngest member of the Domke family, and my birth in April may have been among the first happier moments in our clan. Two years before I was born my grandmother, Emilie Moltzan Domke, died. Her death cast a shadow over the family that was brightened the following year when my parents, Elmer Domke and […]

My first Christmas in Colorado

When my parents, my sister and I moved from Chicago to Montrose, Colorado, I temporarily said goodbye to my toy collection, probably a pretty normal accumulation for a six-year-old boy in 1947. I remembered our Christmases in Chicago and, like many small children, I thought there were just two important holidays—Christmas and my birthday. Those were days I made out […]

Christmas in Vietnam, 1970

I t was December 1970 at Nha Trang Air Base, and the officers and airmen in my Air Force Advisory Team were looking at Christmas with the emotions one might expect from young people far from home on a very special holiday. We had endured the worst of the monsoons— rain every day, often most of the day. The dry […]

The computer in my pocket

Like many of us, I carry a mobile phone. It is one of several brands of so-called “smart phones” that combine a telephone function with other applications that make it behave like a computer—which, in fact, it is. I went to college in the early 1960s and you could always spot the men and women who were studying computer programming […]

A lifetime love of trains

From my early childhood in Chicago I remember big red streetcars that roamed the streets of the Windy City. I probably rode them from about the time I was born until we moved away when I was six years old. And I probably also rode on Chicago’s elevated (“El”) rapid transit trains from a pretty early age. But my first […]

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