KELOLAND Television…My Home

Bzzzzzt! “My gosh, it still works,” I thought to myself as I waved my old coded  ID card in front of the little black box outside the KELOLAND parking lot and the gate slowly rose to let me in. I guess I’ve always been surprised that the gates of KELOLAND were ever opened to me…

Christmas Beginnings

If you’re allergic to corn, or are diabetic, stop reading now!  It’s about to get awfully corny and sugary sweet around here. As I close in on my 74th Christmas, I got to thinking about which ones have been the most memorable. The first Christmas I have any recollection of at all was in 1949…