Category Archives: Columns

A late thanksgiving message

As I go over old columns, I never know what I’ll find. Thought I had seen all the early thanksgiving columns but I came upon another and I’m sharing it here today.

Here’s a thank-you for all who came before us.

All those who gave up lives elsewhere and came to the new world gave us a lot.

Thank you to all the grandparents and great-grandparents who wanted a better life for all their offspring.

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A vehicle is needed

Many miles were put on this van by our family. Of course, we bought it used (pre-owned or whatever they call used these days.) It fit our growing family for quite a few years.

It even took us all the way to Florida. This column gives an account of the van as it began to show its age.

Eventually Bob turned it into his farm vehicle and filled it with tools and stuff. It was never the same after that.

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This memory made me cry

Today’s reading is from 1983, when we celebrated our 10th anniversary.

I did okay reading until the end when tears came.

I love my memories, even if they make me sad sometimes.

Bob and I got closer as the days and years passed.

I miss him so much.

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Open wide

My views about what to do in the dental chair haven’t changed much since 1982 when I wrote this column.

I’m still not sure if I should keep my eyes open or closed.

When I next visit my dentist I’ll continue to ponder this eye open or closed situation.

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Hunting season

This column was written early in my Wisconsin life. Some of my views about hunting have changed over the years.

Once a hunter jumped out of his truck, grabbed his gun, and sited on Bob who was walking to machinery in the field with fuel oil. It was obvious Bob wasn’t a deer but the hunter continued to point his gun toward him. So you can see why I’m not happy with all hunters.

There’s a good group of hunters who come out to Sunnybook Farm. I haven’t heard yet if they were successful this year. There were plenty of signs of deer here and a lot of crop damage, too, a good reason to trim the herd.

At the end of the season, the end of 2020, we’re making plans for family members to take a chance, too, like last year when Bob watched David and Eli walk up the lane and back to the house in the snow.

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