D.F. Oliveria
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Alaska Viking’s ‘Mooseltoe’
Americans in the 1960s and 1970s proved they were suckers for cute gimmicks before a Coeur d’Alene-born Alaskan be…
HUCKLEBERRIES: Rising on high
High-rises in downtown Coeur d’Alene sprout like spring snapdragons today.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Rescue and romance
HUCKLEBERRIES: Getting through the 'bad things'
HUCKLEBERRIES: Driving insanity
The Great North Idaho Bus Hoax began with a lie from a deranged passenger.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Earning the spotlight
Tracey Brown didn’t win big in Las Vegas, but she didn’t come home empty-handed either.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Justice triumphing over hatred
The beginning of the end for the Aryan Nations began with a backfire from a 1977 Datsun.
HUCKLEBERRIES: The tale of Fred Murphy
Fred Murphy and his snowmobile crashed through the ice 40 years ago, ending a storied career devoted to Lake Coeur d’Alene and his neighbors.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Mission accomplished
Tears fell when the Freedom Tree was toppled almost 13 years ago.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Biting the bullet
The “Gang of Four” left the city stage 40 years ago. But the debate goes on among old-timers: Were the four men heaven-sent reformers? Or were they rabid tree-…
HUCKLEBERRIES: Roaming the road
A king once visited Coeur d’Alene — a benevolent one who told stories for free beer.
HUCKLEBERRIES: A local page-turner
The former Susan Hagen is known today for her Wee Sing songbooks and cartoon characters Mudgy Moose and Millie Mouse.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Nightmare at sea
A funny thing happened to Marine Lance Cpl. Zachary Mayo aboard the USS America.
HUCKLEBERRIES: Forget Greek Week — let's go medieval
North Idaho College shot a beer barrel into the air — and it fell, we do know where — about two football fields away.
'Rhythm of the Rain' in Coeur d'Alene
The pitter-patter of rain this November recalls a 1960s gold record — and a drummer who fell for a Coeur d’Alene girl and later lived out his life here. In…
HUCKLEBERRIES: A new leash on life
The idea of a cat leash law didn’t bother Don Moormann and his cat named Rat.