by Gary Koenig | Apr 14, 2025 | Writing
Antonio, a 19-year-old immigrant’s son, aspires to be a U.S. lawman by signing on as an Expo security guard in 1898. The Trans-Mississippi and International Exposition was built in Omaha along the Missouri River. Inventions were revealed and opportunities promoted by...
by Gary Koenig | Sep 22, 2022 | Writing
Sheelytown is a historical fiction released in September 2022. Based on true events, it tells of one Polish girl’s life as she struggles to survive and build a family in Sheelytown, an infamous ethnic town within the city of Omaha in the early 1900s…...
by Gary Koenig | Oct 7, 2020 | Writing
You are welcome to check out my Facebook Author Page. It helps explain where I got the inspiration for writing about my grandmother’s life at the turn of the 20th Century and World War I for The Commandant’s Daughter. Charlotte Wichmann was her name and...
by Gary Koenig | Jul 27, 2020 | Writing
In fourth grade, I was nine years old. It was a traumatic year since I had to walk one mile to school with my younger brother going to kindergarten. Why? I asked. We lived across the street from St. Bernard’s School. That’s where I had been going to school...
by Gary Koenig | May 6, 2020 | Writing
You don’t have to be very old for a boy to realize he’s walking into an embarrassing situation. Even though we lived across the street from the Catholic grade school, they didn’t have Kindergarten. OK, so maybe another church or school. I could live with that. But...
by Gary Koenig | Jun 5, 2019 | Writing
Charlotte Wichmann, a Prussian Commandant’s Daughter, looks for romance in the social circles of 20th Century Europe. Unfulfilled with life, Charlotte joins her father and brother in World War I. Caring for soldiers in near-death situations as a nurse, she holds...
by Gary Koenig | Apr 4, 2019 | Writing
I tried to make friends as a preschooler when there was never such a thing back then and my first encounter was Terry M. Second oldest of the M clan of 11. A year older than me at about 5. We met at the open-wired fence that separated our two yards. He’d try to hit me...
by Gary Koenig | Jan 25, 2019 | Writing
I wore corduroy a lot. Not that I remember, I’ve just seen the pictures and I have an affinity for corduroy to this day… if style pundits would only allow. My first oldest memory, when I was about three years old, was sitting on a set of concrete steps. Easy with the...
by Gary Koenig | Sep 12, 2018 | Writing
I have to be honest, this is my first blog post. So bear with me. But I have stories to tell. Good ones. Funny ones. Many of which I believe you can relate. I have started a new collection of happenings in my life (maybe it can morph into a book) as a kid growing up...
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