Christmas Collectables

In my 32 years at Keloland I guess I did stories on just about every kind of collection you can imagine. From caps, cars, tractors, (both real and toy) beer cans, dolls, Elvis, Avon, trains (both real and toy)McDonalds stuff, Vikings stuff, Packers stuff, clocks, dishes, pheasant feathers, outhouses, barbed wire and hundreds of other…

Cold Blooded Bells

I was awakened early this morning by a thumping noise coming from the basement followed by a faint sound that reminded me of the bell that teachers use to call kids in from recess. There has been a little criminal activity in our part of town lately and my first thought was, “there’s a burglar…

A Thanksgiving Wish(bone)

Besides gorging on fantastic food to the point of explosion, Thanksgiving Day in my youth was always exciting because after the feasting, there was a chance the adults would choose me to be one of  the kids to pull on the turkey wishbone and maybe..just maybe.. have the larger section snap off on my side…

Baking With Kim Ode

“Honey..do you care if I drive up to Brookings for the day?”   “What’s in Brookings?”   “Well, I’d like to spend some time with Kim Ode…a gal I’ve had a crush on for 25 years.”   “Oh, well go ahead then.”   That’s sort of how the conversation went between Linda and me last…

Yellowstone Fever

Do you have trouble falling asleep at night? I have the answer; my dad’s home movies of Yellowstone National Park. Trouble is, I haven’t figured out how to market them to all you insomniacs out there yet.   We made that family trip to Yellowstone in the summer of 1956, I believe. I just remember being…

A Million Here..A Million There

One of my favorite TV shows growing up in the fifties was “The Millionaire.” It wasn’t a reality show like today but a half hour drama series that ran for six years. Each week an eccentric billionaire, John Beresford Tipton, would give a total stranger a cashier’s check for a million dollars..tax free. Tipton apparently…

History Anyone?

I love going to cemeteries. Not for funerals but just to hang out. On a nice summer day I can spend hours in the peace and quiet of a cemetery walking amongst the tombstones, especially the real old ones, reading the names and dates trying to figure out the stories of those who lie a…

Dollars and Common Sense

  I’ve learned a couple things during my first year of retirement.   1)      Playing a lot of golf has not made me a better golfer. 2)      Living on a fixed income is a pain in the place where I sit down.   The comment Linda and I always used to make when faced with…

Goodbye Jack

I was a pretty good shoe salesman in my day. Yes, for those who don’t know, I was the real Al Bundy for about three years prior to worming my way into broadcasting.   I actually enjoyed it because I had a good product to sell, a good selection from which to choose and a…