Hindsight really is 20-20…or maybe 20-60. But the fact is, I see things about my growing up years a whole lot clearer now than when I lived them. As a kid, I remember thinking how my parents, dad especially, seemed to favor my two brothers over me. I was the middle son..not the first-born…
At the age of 35, my uncle, Private 1st Class Raymond Lund, would have been considered the old man of his outfit, Company C. of the 357th infantry. Most of the soldiers who climbed over the side of their ship and down the rope ladder to waiting landing craft below on D-Day, were 10 to…
I can see the headline now.. “Former Keloland News anchor, Doug Lund, jailed for watering violation.” “I couldn’t figure out how to program the dumb automatic sprinkler controls,” Lund was quoted as saying as he was being lead off across his beautiful green lawn in handcuffs early Saturday morning. “He’ll have plenty of…
“So, how’s retirement going there then?” Are you “enjoyin’ all that free time you have now-ah days?” “Do you wish you were still on the TV? Bet you’re glad to be done with those crazy hours, huh?” “Retirement must be treatin’ you right..looks like you haven’t been missing any meals..ha, ha, ha.”…
When it was first conceived after the Civil War, Memorial Day..or Decoration Day as it was called for the next 100 years, was supposed to be a time for paying tribute to Americans killed in war. In my lifetime, though, it’s come to mean honoring “all” who have died by making trips to…
(Two Norwegians on their first visit to South Dakota) “Doss da vind alvays blow dis vay?” “No, I hear dat sometimes it blows da odder vay.” I know, I know, windy days are all part of the great South Dakota living experience but, like me, it’s getting old. I’m tired of worring about the huge…
Taylor.. Dale.. Smith. They called out the name of our oldest grandson and in a matter of seconds he walked across the stage, received his high school diploma and turned his tassel over all as Linda and I sat in the crowd at the West Central gym sort of stunned wondering where in the world…
Happy Independence Day! I know, it sounds like I’m posting this a little (several weeks) early but if you happen to have a few pints of Norwegian blood running through your veins, you know that the 17th of May is Syttende Mai..celebrating the day in 1814 when Norwegians drew up a constitution and declaration…
“FORTY SIX DOLLARS AND FIFTY SIX CENTS!” That’s what it cost to fill-up yesterday and it made me so angry that I wanted to lash out at somebody. Linda was in the car but…it was Mother’s Day. There was the young girl working at the Canton convenience store (where the crime took place) who…
“Why do you always have to wait until the last minute to get things done?” Although she died over 11 years ago, I can still hear my mother’s voice scolding me again for that flaw in my character. It’s a flaw I’ve never been able to shake even as I sit here trying…