With school in session the kids are assigned book reports or papers on certain notable figures or papers on world events. Their biggest source of information today is the Internet. Boy, what I wouldn’t have given for the Internet back in my day!
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"Where Fillmore County News Comes First"
Online Edition
Sunday, May 26th, 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]
A little of this, A little of that.
Fri, Oct 26th, 2012
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Halloween was simpler when I was a child. Lacking money for fancy costumes, most kids donned a cowboy hat, a sheet, a black dress or ripped clothes and transformed themselves into a cowboy, a ghost, a witch or a hobo. Some just bought a 79-cent mask from Berges Variety store and wore their school clothes.
Goody bags were plain brown grocery sacks rather than orange plastic pumpkin buckets. My mother would have never have allowed me to use one of her pillowcases to collect candy. She thought it made the child appear greedy.
Halloween treats were also different in the late l950s. Popcorn balls, waxed paper-wrapped homemade fudge, and apples were common fare. And no one worried about a needle or razor blade in that apple. How lucky I was to grow up in a more innoncent time!
My best ever costume was a gypsy fortune teller when I was in fourth grade. It consisted of a long colorful dress, a bandanna, and all the costume-jewelry from my mother’s jewelry box. My Grandmother Schwartz sacrificed her fake rose in a water globe from her coffee table to create the perfect accessory - a crystal ball.
A horrifying experience happened one Halloween when I was trick or treating with my sisters, Julie and Barb Barrett. We stopped at the home of newcomers to Preston. A man answered the door and in response to our “Trick or treat, money or eats” chant, demanded that we perform a trick in order to get a treat. Stunned, we eventually sang “Happy Birthday.” Then he gave us our treat - a brand new toothbrush. A dentist has to follow a strict moral code.
Kids in high school, bitter about being too old to ask for free candy, made their own fun. Throwing eggs, soaping windows and smashing pumpkins provided them with more sophisticated entertainment. So in seventh grade my best friend, JoAnn Ostrem, and I headed out with a bar of Ivory soap stolen from my house to experience a new kind of “fun.”
We headed for the home of a history teacher, known for his military demeanor in the classroom and for giving tons of notes. As we tip-toed up to the side of his house adjacent to a picture window with the drapes closed, we discovered that some boys were already soaping that window. As we gazed in horror, the history teacher drew back the drapes and got a good long look at those boys. The boys ran away fast while we choked back laughter.
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Goody bags were plain brown grocery sacks rather than orange plastic pumpkin buckets. My mother would have never have allowed me to use one of her pillowcases to collect candy. She thought it made the child appear greedy.
Halloween treats were also different in the late l950s. Popcorn balls, waxed paper-wrapped homemade fudge, and apples were common fare. And no one worried about a needle or razor blade in that apple. How lucky I was to grow up in a more innoncent time!
My best ever costume was a gypsy fortune teller when I was in fourth grade. It consisted of a long colorful dress, a bandanna, and all the costume-jewelry from my mother’s jewelry box. My Grandmother Schwartz sacrificed her fake rose in a water globe from her coffee table to create the perfect accessory - a crystal ball.
A horrifying experience happened one Halloween when I was trick or treating with my sisters, Julie and Barb Barrett. We stopped at the home of newcomers to Preston. A man answered the door and in response to our “Trick or treat, money or eats” chant, demanded that we perform a trick in order to get a treat. Stunned, we eventually sang “Happy Birthday.” Then he gave us our treat - a brand new toothbrush. A dentist has to follow a strict moral code.
Kids in high school, bitter about being too old to ask for free candy, made their own fun. Throwing eggs, soaping windows and smashing pumpkins provided them with more sophisticated entertainment. So in seventh grade my best friend, JoAnn Ostrem, and I headed out with a bar of Ivory soap stolen from my house to experience a new kind of “fun.”
We headed for the home of a history teacher, known for his military demeanor in the classroom and for giving tons of notes. As we tip-toed up to the side of his house adjacent to a picture window with the drapes closed, we discovered that some boys were already soaping that window. As we gazed in horror, the history teacher drew back the drapes and got a good long look at those boys. The boys ran away fast while we choked back laughter.
Having had enough “fun” for one night, .....
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Remember When…
Fri, Oct 5th, 2012
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This Remember When column is inspired by a photo in my recent hometown newspaper of my senior year football cheerleading squad. That photo was in the Remember When section of the newspaper---almost 30 years ago! Holy crap…where has the time gone?
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Chicken Breasts
Fri, Sep 14th, 2012
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Starting back to school always brings back happy memories! New teacher, new clothes, and same old friends that you haven’t seen since May! When I was in elementary school we had a morning milk break just like they do today (no, I didn’t have to
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Rainbow Garden
Fri, Sep 7th, 2012
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I walked into my backyard and picked a rainbow of cherry tomatoes tonight. Small yellow, orange, red and purplish tiny tomatoes filled my container.
The taste of these sweet orbs has no comparison to any purchased commercially. Tomorrow my lunch
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A little of this, A little of that
Fri, Sep 7th, 2012
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My Grampa, Ernie Schwartz, scoffed at the idea of brunch, claiming it was a trick used by women to trick their menfolk out of a meal. Women do seem to love brunch. Probably because it is so relaxing especially when it can be made the night before in
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Rachel Reader: A Playwright for All Seasons—Ibsen and An Enemy of the People
Fri, Sep 7th, 2012
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Henrik Ibsen’s An Enemy of the People is a 19th century Norwegian social-problem play examining what happens to the political minority in times of crisis. Ibsen asks how those at the ideological outposts of society treated when their views clash w
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The joy of cooking
Fri, Aug 31st, 2012
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It wasn’t until my daughter was a baby and developed multiple food allergies that I really started exploring the art of cooking. I had to religiously read food labels, and was surprised at what I found. I found it easiest and best to make her food
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The price of reality
Fri, Aug 24th, 2012
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WARNING: this article contains derogatory comments about our TV viewing in 2012 from a critical perspective. So, if you read on, just remember that you were warned (smile).
Do you ever wonder what happened to the real “movie stars” that we use
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