Name: Jim Attwood
Home: Preston
Profession: Court Administrator for Fillmore County
Family: Wife Kathy, Daughters Jessica and Emily
Hobby: History, travel, ham radio, computers
Last Book Read:
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"Where Fillmore County News Comes First"
Online Edition
Saturday, May 25th, 2013
Volume ∞ Issue ∞
- 11:44:26, May 21st 2013 - airmaxs52274 - Have you ever thought about adding a little bit more than just your a ... [Read More]
- 5:56:33, May 18th 2013 - modgudur - I guess the child is anti-gun control since Obama went to all that trouble ... [Read More]
- 9:27:41, May 16th 2013 - caal girl - Nice outfit on you. I loved some of the dresses but am holding my breath ... [Read More]
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- 4:12:01, May 9th 2013 - Amanda Ziebell - Wow! Thanks to the Fillmore County Journal for this kind story. For a ... [Read More]
- 11:47:30, May 7th 2013 - EW - ramble.....ramble.....ramble..... ... [Read More]
- 10:25:25, May 7th 2013 - Thunder6 - Great article! I love to see the Youth of Fillmore County receiveing acco ... [Read More]
- 6:52:10, May 6th 2013 - Jason Sethre, Publisher of Fillmore County Journal & Olmsted County Journal - Maryh, ... [Read More]
- 7:29:56, May 5th 2013 - maryh - Where are OCJ's available for pickup...other than at the new office? ... [Read More]
- 2:41:47, May 3rd 2013 - Remark1976 - Mrs. Buckbee, I just looked up Senate File 796 and in it there are said p ... [Read More]
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The dark at the bottom of the stairway
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My wife drove into town to look for some material for a chair that she is going to re-upholster and would be gone for an hour or two and as she was leaving, suggested that I find something useful to do. I sat at my desk and gave the matter some thought. What could I do that could be considered useful but not too strenuous?
I looked at my desk calendar and noticed that next week I was going to call the man to come out and clean our oil furnace. It would cost me about one hundred and fifty dollars for about four hours of work. Well, why couldn’t I clean that oil furnace? There didn’t seem to be all that much to it and besides, I really did need those two silk ties.
I went down to the basement and removed an inspection plate and the front of the furnace. It was in need of cleaning all right. I got out the Shop Vac, that my wife had given to me, and attached the hose and wand and plugged in the cord. Now this machine is one powerful machine. It has amazing suction and when the hose is attached to the exhaust outlet has enough power to blow the leaves off from trees.
I inserted the wand into the opening of the furnace and pushed the button. The vacuum went off with a roar of a jet engine and the room turned black. I couldn’t see anything. It was as though I was at the bottom of one of those black plastic garbage bags and the vacuum roared on. Finally, I was able to locate the off button on the machine and all was quiet ,much as it must have been on November the eleventh at eleven o’clock in France at the end of World War I.
I took off my glasses and when the air cleared a bit, I could see that the walls, the ceiling and the floor of the basement were covered with soot. I walked over to the basement bathroom and looked into the mirror. The face that looked back at me resembled that of a coal miner or Al Jolson. I felt as though I should get down on one knee and sing, “Mammy.”
I made my way upstairs, cleaned my glasses and poured my self a large glass of bourbon. I went out on the front porch and sat down. I took a gulp of whisky and looked at my dog, Sam. Sam looked back at me as though he knew something was amiss but couldn’t figure out what. I was taking another pull on the whiskey when my wife drove in, got out of the car, stepped up on the porch and stopped dead in her tracks. She didn’t say anything at first, she just stood with her mouth open. Sam got up and with his tail between his legs, crawled under the car. I wi .....
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I looked at my desk calendar and noticed that next week I was going to call the man to come out and clean our oil furnace. It would cost me about one hundred and fifty dollars for about four hours of work. Well, why couldn’t I clean that oil furnace? There didn’t seem to be all that much to it and besides, I really did need those two silk ties.
I went down to the basement and removed an inspection plate and the front of the furnace. It was in need of cleaning all right. I got out the Shop Vac, that my wife had given to me, and attached the hose and wand and plugged in the cord. Now this machine is one powerful machine. It has amazing suction and when the hose is attached to the exhaust outlet has enough power to blow the leaves off from trees.
I inserted the wand into the opening of the furnace and pushed the button. The vacuum went off with a roar of a jet engine and the room turned black. I couldn’t see anything. It was as though I was at the bottom of one of those black plastic garbage bags and the vacuum roared on. Finally, I was able to locate the off button on the machine and all was quiet ,much as it must have been on November the eleventh at eleven o’clock in France at the end of World War I.
I took off my glasses and when the air cleared a bit, I could see that the walls, the ceiling and the floor of the basement were covered with soot. I walked over to the basement bathroom and looked into the mirror. The face that looked back at me resembled that of a coal miner or Al Jolson. I felt as though I should get down on one knee and sing, “Mammy.”
I made my way upstairs, cleaned my glasses and poured my self a large glass of bourbon. I went out on the front porch and sat down. I took a gulp of whisky and looked at my dog, Sam. Sam looked back at me as though he knew something was amiss but couldn’t figure out what. I was taking another pull on the whiskey when my wife drove in, got out of the car, stepped up on the porch and stopped dead in her tracks. She didn’t say anything at first, she just stood with her mouth open. Sam got up and with his tail between his legs, crawled under the car. I wi .....
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Homemade Ketcup
4 qt. canned tomato juice
2 cups sugar
1 cup vinegar
1 tablespoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon cloves
1 teaspoon mustard
1/2 teaspoon pepper
1 onion
(red food coloring)
• Cook 2-1/2 hours or 1 hour and add 2 tabl .....
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2 cups sugar
1 cup vinegar
1 tablespoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon cloves
1 teaspoon mustard
1/2 teaspoon pepper
1 onion
(red food coloring)
• Cook 2-1/2 hours or 1 hour and add 2 tabl .....
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Monday, September 11, 2000
To the Editor,
As a property owner and taxpayer in Fillmore County and Pilot Mound Township, I am concerned about the growth of Eagle Bluff Environmental Learning Center. Eagle Bluff is located approximately five miles NW of Lanesboro, MN. I .....
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As a property owner and taxpayer in Fillmore County and Pilot Mound Township, I am concerned about the growth of Eagle Bluff Environmental Learning Center. Eagle Bluff is located approximately five miles NW of Lanesboro, MN. I .....
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Arnold Tieskotter
Arnold Tieskotter, 87, of Harmony, a retired farmer, died Tuesday, August 15, 2000, at Harmony Community Nursing Home.
He was born Jan. 16, 1913, in Winneshiek County, IA. On December 26, 1942, he married Mildred Kobriger in Castalia, IA, and .....
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He was born Jan. 16, 1913, in Winneshiek County, IA. On December 26, 1942, he married Mildred Kobriger in Castalia, IA, and .....
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