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Fri, Jan 18th, 2002
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Monday, January 21, 2002

My hands clutch the steering wheel and the cord of the CB radio. My knuckles must be as white as the snow that imprisons me in my car. The strong competent voice of my husband comes over the radio: "Nan, where are you?"

"I don't know. I must have taken a wrong turn." My husband can fix almost anything, but he can't help me now if I can't tell him where I am.

I knew the storm was coming when I left to get diesel gas for the tractor. I thought I would have enough time, but snow was already falling when I reached Canton. By the time I started home, all I could see was white. I found the turn from Highway 52 onto County Road 23, but since then, I've been driving aimlessly along slippery country roads where hills, valleys and curves have no definition. The clock on the car radio shows 5:45 p.m., but time has no meaning.

"Where are you now?" says the voice on the radio. Art installed the CB (before cell phones were common) when I was commuting 50 miles to Methodist Hospital in Rochester. Every night on my way home from the evening shift, I would call him at predetermined places. The last call was at the turn from 52 onto County Road 12, or the roller coaster road.

One winter night, when I reached the last checkpoint, I saw a man standing beside a car in the ditch. The law and ethics require nurses to assist anyone needing medical attention, so I stopped and let the man into my car. He insisted he wasn't hurt, so I offered to radio the sheriff for help. The man said, "No! Don't call the cops! Just let me off at the next house so I can make a phone call." I did as he asked and waited until I saw a light go on inside the house. Art thinks that I am too trusting, that I shouldn't have let the man into my car, or pawned him off onto other innocent people. He's right of course, but sometimes a person has to be trusting.

One night after work, just outside of Rochester on Highway 52, I had a flat tire. I was tired and still wearing my white uniform. It wasn't a good time to learn how to change a tire. So, I called for help on my CB. Soon, I heard a deep voice saying, "Hello, Darling. Let me park my rig and I'll be right there." The kindly trucker quickly changed my tire. When I tried to pay him he said, "Oh no, darling. You just drive safely. That'll be my pay."

One winter night, before I had the CB, I needed others to trust me. The storm began while I was at work. I could have spent th .....
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Turtle Dreamtime

Fri, Jan 18th, 2002
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By John LevellMonday, December 10, 2001

While long winter naps certainly seem appealing, a cold weather snooze lasting some five or six months is just a tad bit excessive. Factor in not a breath of fresh air or single bit ..... 
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Check out the heirlooms

Fri, Jan 18th, 2002
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Virginia CooperMonday, January 7, 2002

Even in the midst of winter there is always something to say about gardening. It's time to check out those catalogs and order your seeds for this year's garden.

What is open pollinated?

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The Compass Never Tells the Truth

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By Wayne PikeMonday, January 14, 2002

I am somewhat skeptical of those directional compasses that you buy to keep in the car. My grandfathers compass that he had in his 19 Ford was the last one that I knew of that worked properly, with the po ..... 
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What about Fillmore County?

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Monday, December 24, 2001

When I arrived at my office last Monday, there was a copy of the Sunday Winona Daily News waiting for me in the entry way. Under a front page story Published farm subsidies stir up debate, which listed the top 20 Wi ..... 
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