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Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 26, 2001

My friend, Jack lives in Austin and whenever he can get away from his business, he likes to come down here to Forestville to relax and unwind. He was here last Sunday. It was 11 oclock in the morning when he said that he wanted to go into Spring Valley and pick up a few things at the IGA. He asked me to come along and we would take some back roads on the way.

I told my wife that we would be back in time for lunch. I was wrong. It seems that Im wrong more often than Im right these days. We started out for Spring Valley on a winding township road and after about forty-five minutes we managed to arrive in Greenleafton from the west. After a tour of Greenleafton, we drove southwest and about five miles south, we stopped to watch some deer. We then drove on for half an hour and came into Cherry Grove from the south.

Leaving Cherry Grove, we turned to the left and after crossing Highway 63 we made a right turn and found ourselves in Ostrander. It seemed to me, as navigator, that if we stayed the course we should end up somewhere in Spring Valley and then it should be a simple matter to find the IGA. Well, I got that part right.

We got to the store and found that the parking lot was full, so we parked next to the bank and walked back to the store. When we got into the store, we split up in order to save time. I knew that Jack wanted some peanut butter, so I picked up a jar and a box of crackers. I went back to where we split up, but I couldnt find him in the crowd. I hadnt seen that many people in one place since the county fair. I went back to where I found the crackers, but he wasnt there either.

I went back to where the meat counter is located and thought that if I stood there for a while he might come by. He didnt. Jack thought that if he waited up by the checkout counters, I would show up sooner or later. After twenty minutes or so at the meat counter, I decided that it might be better if I went up to the front of the store. Jack had decided that if he went down to the meat counter, he might have better luck.

I stood near a checkout counter with the jar of peanut butter and the box of crackers for about ten minutes thinking of some movie titles that I have: Lost Horizon, The Lost Patrol, and The Lost Weekend and wondered how two people could manage to get lost in an IGA. Then I had an inspiration, I asked myself what sailors do when their ship is going down for the third time? Th .....
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The Gift of Life

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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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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Does History Make the Man?

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 26, 2001

Editors note: The following article was adapted from a school assignment by the author.

"I wanted to be above anything else a politician. Then along comes World War II, marriage, children, said Lt. Col ..... 
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A Step Back in Time

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 19, 2000

The elderly lady behind the counter says, "Here are your tickets. You must go upstairs now and when you hear the bell, you must come down and begin the tour. No one is allowed into the Clock Museum without a tour guid ..... 
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Beneath Tropical Seas

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 5, 2001

Waves roll in and then recede, as the ocean endlessly caresses this lonely tropical shore. Shallow, crystal clear and deliciously warm are the waters of the all-encompassing sea. The white sand beach is deserted, polis ..... 
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Escape from America

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, December 11, 2000

I guess Im a snowbird at heart because every year about this time, once the temperature dips below zero and looks like its going to stay there awhile, I start yearning to go south. Way south. All the way down to Ecu ..... 
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Pigs I have known

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 26, 2001

I recently had the privilege of addressing the Fillmore County Pork Producers at their annual banquet. As a group they were very prompt, very polite, and I felt a little bad about keeping some of them up so late. Earl ..... 
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Tooting our own horn

Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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Monday, February 19, 2001

It is usually at this time of year, after the groundhogs have seen their shadows and spring seems like an eternity away, that various news organizations hold their annual conferences. This is an opportunity for us new ..... 
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Fri, Feb 23rd, 2001
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