!Town of Russell Disobeys Prohibition!

So, this afternoon, I was reading a couple of sections of the Chicago Herald and Examiner from 1931 that a friend brought over. He found it mixed with insulation while working in an old house. In amongst the "news" articles from the day was a reference to four bootleggers who were raided in Illinois. This got me to questioning my grandma (84 years old) about the subject of prohibition. I asked her if she remembered it, and yes, she did. She said she was young during those black days ("black days" being my opinion, not hers), not even in high school yet. I then asked if anyone she knew of back then, such as my great grandparents in particular, imbibed. She said no, but there was a still near their farm. For anyone who may not be versed in "illegal moonshine" jargon, a still is what a person would use to make moonshine. Mmm, tasty! She grew up in the Town of Russell. This still was probably about a mile or so from their farm, near the Sheboygan Marsh. I know exactly where she described, but to avoid droves of my eager readers here descending on the property, I will not divulge the exact location. She never saw the traffic, but heard that the neighbors closer to this still would see cars arriving late at night to make deliveries and pick-ups. The still was eventually raided. Grandma says that her parents would never have told her about such a thing, but she read about it on the front page of the paper. Apparently it was pretty big news. Anyway, after the still was raided, the neighboring farmers were allowed to come to the still and divy up the legal components of the moonshine. She says that her family got sugar from this event, and something else, that she can't remember. I would never have guessed that in little ol' Sheboygan County something such as this could have occurred, fine upstanding citizens that we all are. I was also informed that, contrary to what my uncle once said, my great-grandpa never spent a night in the "huscow" for runnin' moonshine. That was just another fanciful tale. Maybe that's where I get it. Well, I've got to end here, I've got an appointment to explore my Chinese ancestry. GOODNIGHTNOWREADERS!