Category Archives: Family

A late thanksgiving message

December 4, 2020Columns, Familysusanmanzke

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.

A thank-you message

November 26, 2020Columns, Family, Farming, Memoriessusanmanzke

Staying out of farm bankruptcy in the 80s made feeling thankful difficult then, but I managed.

I’m thankful today even in these tough times without Bob.

Sorry I kind of lose it at the end. I recorded this November 12, so don’t think I’m still weepy. I’ll be meeting up with family on Zoom.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Enjoy your family and friends, even at a distance.

May you have plenty of food today, tomorrow, and all the days to come.

A working mother’s hands

November 25, 2020Columns, Family, foodsusanmanzke

As I looked at my hands I was reminded of my mother’s.

Hands don’t have to be beautiful to be able to show love.

If your hands are stained and callused they show that you work, yet they are lovely.

Susan’s overflowing Wednesdays

November 24, 2020Columns, Familysusanmanzke

There was a time when I had to drive all our children to town for clubs and events. Wednesdays were especially busy.

Here’s an account of one particular Wednesday when I was also working at Heritage Hill State Park.

Photo of my program dealing with the fur trade of the seventeen hundreds.

I look forward to the time when I can entertain audiences with my fur trade program again.

Veggies for a treat?

November 23, 2020Bob, Columns, Family, foodsusanmanzke

It was not easy getting our children to eat vegetables, raw or cooked. And Bob was no help as you will hear in this column reading.

To get good food past our crew, it had to be hidden inside stews and soups and cut into miniscule pieces.

I allowed them to pick out one vegetable that they hated, but they had to eat the rest. Otherwise, their stew would consist of meat, potatoes, and gravy.

I hope you like this remembrance.

Susan Manzke

Writer, Speaker, All-Around Good Person