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Marble Finger

Sometime in the late summer of 1962 when I was 9, I had an accident with a lawn mower and lost the tip of my right ring finger. I managed to do this not with a motorized lawn mower by sticking my finger in the opening to clear out a stick, no I did thisContinue reading “Marble Finger”

The Terrific Tale of the Toilet-paper Tubes

Maren said, “mom, do you have any toilet paper rolls? I want to use them to hide the bare curtain rods in my living room. I found this life-hack online and they should work nicely”. The mom said, “Sure honey, unfortunately I just pitched a bunch into the recycle bin but I will save aContinue reading “The Terrific Tale of the Toilet-paper Tubes”

Bud the Bachelor Trucker/Farmer

One of the first friends that my father made when we moved from our Southern Minnesota farm to a farm near Litchfield was Bud, who’s real name was Francis. He was definitely more of a Bud than a Francis. Bud would often haul some of our cattle to market at the South Saint Paul stockyardsContinue reading “Bud the Bachelor Trucker/Farmer”

The Sad Tale of the Fox Versus Snowmobiles

This happened on the farm when I was about 14 years old in 1967. I was in the living room of our 3 bedroom South facing rambler on a sunny winter day, when I looked out towards one our our fields near the road. I noticed several snowmobiles racing around circles in our field. IContinue reading “The Sad Tale of the Fox Versus Snowmobiles”

The Meals on Wheels Guy

I posted this on my Face Book page in October of 2016 about an encounter I had on a walk in my neighborhood. Reposting here with a few more details that I remember. On my evening walks I frequently stop by to say hi to a neighbor and to B.S., chat about weather, and what’sContinue reading “The Meals on Wheels Guy”

Growing Up With Guns

When I was growing up on the farm we had several guns, most of which were 0.22 calibre. One was an old pump action Remington 0.22 with a magazine that held about 15 shorts. For a period of time we had an Iver-Johnson 0.22 revolver. We also had B-B guns (Daisy Air Rifle), but thatContinue reading “Growing Up With Guns”

Greeper the Owl

This is Greeper the owl. He was named by my sisters because that is the sound that they decided that he made. Greeper came into our home when he fell out of a tree “in the woods across the road” as an owlet. I was probably about seven years old at the time, which wouldContinue reading “Greeper the Owl”

Refereeing a Neighborhood Football Game.

Originally I wrote this for our neighborhood newsletter in 2007. So here it is again. Bubba is holding the chicken, then Tony I think, and Oscar who still lives nearby. I don’t remember who the gentleman on the left with the 22 t-shirt is. The Big Game The game was already in progress when IContinue reading “Refereeing a Neighborhood Football Game.”

My First Blog Post

I’m working on it. I hope that I can use this site to make a few notes about myself and things that I find interesting. One project will be to see if this can be a “Legacy” page of stories I want to remember. So don’t expect much.

Introduction

One of my reasons for starting this is to avoid FaceBook. FaceBook is an addictive disease that is destroying the world. It doesn’t really understand that it is doing that any more than the Spanish Flu virus or the ebola virus, it just seems to be its function with regard to humans. When a friendContinue reading “Introduction”