Sitting here at one of my favorite spots in the whole world; the club house patio overlooking hole number 18 of the Brandon Golf Course. There’s a day-long tournament going on so I can’t play but sitting here is just fine. It’s just a perfect place to find soothing solace if you’ve had a rough…
I used to dread answering the newsroom phones at Keloland during serious storms because 90 percent of the time those calling were upset about our weather guys cutting into their favorite programs to bring weather alerts. There would be nothing I could say that would calm them down, especially if they were not in the…
I don’t dread Monday’s like some people do; never have really..except, maybe when I was in High School and Jay Ruckdaschel had promised a Monday biology test the preceding Friday. I suppose it’s because I didn’t dread my job at Keloland; especially since my work hours were such that I never had to set an…
Hope you all had a pleasant Mother’s Day. I got to spend some time with my mom on Sunday. (Okay..Mother-in-LAW) Mary Trudeau, the matriarch of my wife’s clan, has had kind of a rough go of it in this, her 88th year. Her constant companion these days is an oxygen tank and a hose in…
Silly me. I thought if I dropped a few pounds the odds of me experiencing the debilitating excruciatingly painful episodes of my back going out of wack would decrease dramatically. Well, I have and it hasn’t. I made an innocent but apparently awkward body turn on Saturday and felt that familiar twinge of pain like…
I’ll be the first to admit I had some doubts about the size of this year’s turnout for the South Dakota Music Association Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony and concert. We hadn’t arranged to have a big name headline act appear as in year’s past with such groups as Bobby Vee, The…
“Well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt..” Replace Sunday with Wednesday and this old Johnny Cash tune describes my condition perfectly. I really don’t believe that you can catch a cold from being cold..but after playing golf on yet another windy chilly day Tuesday, a major…
Note to the young lady in the bright yellow VW Beatle between Canton and Rock Valley Easter Sunday. That old guy in the big red Lincoln honking the horn at you was me. At first, Linda and I thought you were weaving all over the highway because you were drunk but after getting a closer…
I grew up in a Christian home. Oh, there weren’t daily family devotions and we didn’t all hold hands while reciting grace around the supper table. As I remember, grace was optional unless we had company; then it often fell upon me to impress the guests by reciting the Norwegian Table Prayer taught to me…
I was rummaging around in the garage the other day and took notice of my old drum set which has been stacked up against the wall covered in blankets since..geeze, I can’t remember the last time I played them. It got me to thinking about all the years and all the groups and all the…