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The Getaway


Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 11, 2000

My wife and I like to take a short trip every year after Labor Day. We decided that this year we would return to the Black Hills and see how the work was getting on at the Crazy Horse monument, visit Mount Rushmore and camp at our favorite spot in the Bismarck National Forest near Custer. It would be a nice “GETAWAY” and since school had started, the place wouldn’t be cluttered up with tourists; we’d have the place to ourselves.

I began to load the van with provisions for a week and as I was placing a bag of dogfood and Sam’s dish in the van, my wife wanted to know what I thought I was doing with Sam’s dish and dogfood.

I told her that we would have to take Sam along this year and that he wouldn’t be any bother. She wanted to know why Sam had to go along and why wasn’t I leaving him at the kennel? I told her that I couldn’t take Sam back to the kennel. I told her that I had promised the man that I would never bring Sam back to the kennel again.

She said, “All right, let’s have it; what is the story about Sam and the kennel?”

I had to tell her that Sam had tipped over a few things, had knocked the man down a couple of times and was considered by the man to be a bad influence on the other dogs.

The three of us got into the van, my wife behind the wheel and after some discussion, Sam got into one of the back seats.

We were on our way and all went well for the first two hours until we came upon a road construction crew and traffic was reduced to one lane at a speed of thirty miles per hour. After a couple of hours, we came upon a rest area and took a lunch break. Our break was cut short when Sam slipped his collar and tipped over some garbage cans. I got Sam back into the van, and picked up the mess as best as I could and we were on our way again at thirty miles per hour. At last, after what had been the longest day, we arrived at Chamberlain, South Dakota and set up camp on the west bank of the Missouri River.

The next morning we got up for an early start, determined to get ahead of the road gang. As I let Sam out of the van, he spotted a cat and took off after it. The cat ran into some one’s tent and Sam went in after it. I do not know the details but there was a lot of yelling going on and part of the tent collapsed. Apparently the cat escaped and Sam got tangled up in a sleeping bag and dragged it out of the tent. Then the largest man and woman that I have ever seen c .....
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The Gift of Life

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 18, 2000

When the phone rang at three a.m. last Monday morning, my husband Joe sat straight up out of a deep sleep, "Baby time," he said.

With one foot on the floor, he then heard me saying, "Yes, you can dry ginger a ..... 
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One of Our Own

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 18, 2000

When a sadistic act of violence leaves a woman dead, when a tainted piece of evidence lets her killer walk, how far would you go to see justice done? This is an excerpt from the book, A Thin Dark Line by Tami Hoag.
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The Underground

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, November 27, 2000

Earth
Day after day
Wave after wave
Where are you going? Where are you going?
Earth wounded by so many wandering men!
Earth fertilized by the bodies of so many.
But the earth is us,
We' ..... 
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Bird Brains

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday,December 11, 2000

While some may beg to disagree, I believe most birds are smart, real smart. Far more intelligent, in fact, than science ever gives them credit for. Unlike many ornithologists (bird scientists) who evaluate avian though ..... 
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Escape from America

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 11, 2000

I guess I’m a snowbird at heart because every year about this time, once the temperature dips below zero and looks like it’s going to stay there awhile, I start yearning to go south. Way south. All the way down to Ecu ..... 
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The Cold Finger of Christmas

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 18, 2000

One afternoon, when our youngest son was even younger, he came in from playing in the snow. He tugged off his snow armor, creating small snowdrifts on the floor as he did so. He kicked his boots into a corner and walk ..... 
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It’s a BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD, feeling

Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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Monday, December 4, 2000

Every once in a blue moon my computer will react strongly to some illegal operation I have performed and give me an output that reads: BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD, BAD. It’s a total unsettling feeling.

Unfortunat ..... 
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Sun, Dec 17th, 2000
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