Archive - 2009

November 28th

A retirement

I suppose it had to happen. Bob Sheppard is retiring at age 99.

November 27th


Aunt Olla sits in the kitchen near the end of yesterday's Thanksgiving festivities here at the house. Above, Lance caught Olla close up, which is an accomplishment. She noticed the flash, so Lance took off and she said, "Yeah, you'd better run." 

November 26th

Canary grass in the breeze

Book update

Back on the Farm will be printed Monday morning, shipped Monday afternoon and, for those who have already ordered, shipped out on Tuesday. On Tuesday evening, I fly to Tucson to perform at an event I arranged before I decided to publish this book. Thursday I fly back and try to get the book in stores around the region and maybe have a book signing somewhere before heading back to Tucson. It will be a busy week.

A little gratitide

The Fargo Forum has a heartwarmer this morning about two students who reconnected with their favorite teacher.

November 25th


One thing I am not very good at: Waiting. I am waiting for the book to arrive from the printer. There are always snags. It was due here this week. It may not arrive. I have a stack of orders. The boxes are labeled and ready to go. It is just to put books in them and send them on their way. After a slack couple of days, orders for 74 books came in yesterday.

November 23rd

Mauer, Favre

Joe Mauer won the American League MVP award in convincing fashion, garnering all but one of the first place votes. Sports nuts are busy wondering what the other voter was thinking, but you have to consider: These are sportswriters and they have their own ideas. There is no real intelligence test to get into their fraternity.


Unhinged paranoia and hatred are nothing new.

November 21st

Oklee brothers

Chuck Haga does his usual excellent job in a profile of the brothers from Oklee. They've sort of been living legends around here, at least to people who live around them. When I encountered the last two at a church celebration up north of Oklee, I was introduced to them as if they were royalty.

November 20th

St. Mary's

This afternoon, I played for the folks at St. Mary's nursing center in Detroit Lakes. This was a make-up session. I was supposed to show up there last week, but I hadn't written it down anywhere and I had completely forgotten even making the commitment. That is my nightmare: A bunch of people gathered to hear me and I don't show.

They were nice enough to reschedule, so I went today. It was my first time there. Some of the people were former customers and one lady was a neighbor around here long before I was born. They were a fun bunch and had nice smiles throughout.