R.I.P. Morris Magnuson

“We aren’t certain about the exact cause of Dad’s death,” said Lee Magnuson when I called this morning to express my sympathy over his father’s passing. “Even though he was 89, dad was so darn busy all the time people forgot that he had heart by-pass 23 years ago and wore a pacemaker..so we figure…

Thinkin’ Lincoln and Todd

I haven’t been hearing too much lately about newspapers around the country having to fold up operations under pressure from the internet.  It may still be happening, I just haven’t noticed. I’ve never really bought into the claims that newspapers and local TV newscasts would eventually be put out to pasture because people will be…

Voice Of Keloland

Can’t sleep. It’s four o’clock in the morning and I’m as excited as a kid on Christmas Eve. That’s because in less than an hour, I’m going to begin another chapter in my long association with Keloland Television.  The recorded voice you’ll be hearing from now on introducing all the news and weathercasts, as well…

Interviewing The Interviewer

Ugh… Another morning where the humidity is so high that our windows look like the bathroom mirror after a hot shower. I got up early to make coffee and found another earwig bug in the sink which I promptly dispatched. I thought Linda had successfully eliminated them from the planet several weeks ago with her…

The Civil War In Pipestone

I have always been fascinated by The Civil War. I’m not so much interested in the precise battle strategies or exact dates, times and locations of each engagement but rather in the mind set of those men who did the actual fighting. How could they be convinced to take up arms and fire upon a…

Brothers Of The Sea

I come from a long line of seafaring folks. Well, you have to go pretty far back in my lineage to find them but I AM full blown Norwegian so it seems only logical that my ancestors spent a good amount of time on the water whether it be floating down a fjord fishing for…

You Were My Sunshine, My Only Sunshine

I’ve been shopping at Sunshine on east 10th ever since my daughters were young enough to still want a ride on the rocking horse machine inside every store entrance. “Daddy, let’s go to the store with the horsy.” Back in the early 70’s, my cousin, Grouse, wrote a TV commercial for Sunshine featuring that kiddie…