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Here is another class picture from my past. This is the third grade class of Burnside School circa 1971 (?). Front row: Bill Lampman, Dean Adams, Walter Jahnke, Troy Cantremeberlastname, Brian Dietrich, Paul Bemis. Second row: Tammy Erikson, Denise Eggness, Julie Cantremeberlastname, Tammy Schultz, Julie Cantremeberlastname, Dawn Kuhl, Kent Sands, Eric the Dentist' kid, Bill McCaughtry. Third Row: Kim Sears, Diane Quie (?), Julie Montey, Julie Campbell, Liz Taylor, Darrel Bruer, Doug Kruse. The teacher, if I recall, was "Miss Lowe". This shot was taken in front of the old Burnside School on Hwy 19. It's the same school that my mom went to in the early 1940s, my sister and I went to and the new Burnside is where my kids go to school today. Doug Kruse is putting a brave face on it in the picture. This was the year that he announced to the entire class that I was still unable to tell time (I could not tell time on an conventional clock until 8th grade for some reason) in...

Took the two lads to the local almost fast food place for dinner two weeks ago. It was cold and the restaurant was almost deserted, just us eating our fries along with two older fellows. Mid-meal I did my usual recon around the place to see if any of my wife's relatives or my ex-girlfriends were on site, the latter which would possibly help determine which exit we used. Ninety-percent of the time that we eat at this place we see one of my wife's relatives, and as for ex-girlfriends ... My visual inspection confirmed that we were nearly alone in the restaurant but my gaze fell on one of the old fellows sitting alone in a booth by the window. He looked to be 65 or so, thin, and wore his jacket over his shoulders, not taking any chances with the heat. He did nothing to draw attention to himself, but it was difficult to look away. His face was like a dishrag and he had a nearly visible pall of sadness around him. He looked defeated. Each time a car went by or someone walked into th...

The good thing about having three sons spread about in age is that for the foreseeable future there will always be someone around to endure my love for odd movies. Kipp, 10, now, is on the verge of not being able to take "One Crazy Summer" one more time and I can understand that. He's seen it at least 40 times, and John must have watched it with me at least that many times when he was a pre-teen. And with John, being we were alone for so much of his early days, I watched The Lion King with him, no kidding, at least 70-80 times over the course of three or four years. Right now the movie I have protected on the DVR and will watch a few minutes of when I get a chance is 1951's The Creature From Another World . This is not a film from my younger days, as way back then we only had 4-5 channels and why would they televise a cool old movie when Mel Jaas could host Bringing Up Baby one more time? I was fascinated with comic books and monster movies when I was a kid, especial...

When you have three kids, you burn through so much milk you may actually be better off owning a cow rather than buying it. Of course, that isn't true, and that opinion comes from reality. I have owned cows. I have no idea how dairy farmers make any money at all. Anyway, the milk that we provide at no cost to our kids is the stuff with seemingly the least amount of chemicals put in it post-udder. This milk is not available at a grocery store here in Red Wing; you have to get it at a small gas station on hiway 61. I usually get up at 5:00 AM or so a few mornings a week and run down, buy milk, maybe a newspaper and bring it all home. A small gas station at 5-6:00 AM is a different world than it is throughout the rest of the day. All of the customers in a small gas station at 6:00 AM are on their way home from work (third shift) or on their way to work, and a great many of them are what they now term "the working poor". I stand there, with them, in the shirt that I slept in,...

I found this the other day. A picture of the fifth grade class at Burnside school in Red Wing MN circa 1973 . I can name quite a few of these kids, even today, what, 36 years later: Front Row: Julie Something, Tyrone Hansen, Brian Dietrich, Paul Finholm. Second row: Troy Schellfeffer, Laurie Schmidt, Julie Savage, Karen Coplin, Judy Something The teacher Mr Nordsomething. Dig those shoes. Third Row: Bob Lyndsey, Pat Flyn, Steve Gordon, Erik Something, Gayle Something, Bobby Niesen, Dean Adams Fourth Row: Diane Something, Michelle Something, Doug Kruse, Kent Sands, Scott Kuyath, Karen Kizer, Denise Something. This was taken in the gym at the OLD Burnside school, which is now the home of Red Wing Software . Both of my eldest kids went to Burnside, as did I, obviously, and additionally, my mom went there when the school had just opened and most of "Burnside" (it used to be a town next to Red Wing) was just a field. Three generations at one school.

Smokin rippin Friday Fish fry.

It might surprise blog readers to learn that I have long been a fan of Julia Child. I have never made a meal from one of her recipes but I have read seemingly all of her biographies and some of her published letters. I have always found her remarkable journey from working in the OSS during WWII to assembling the nearly insurmountable volume of recipes for her book to pan-flipping her way into the American culture such a great story. I also liked the way that she almost completely disregarded the celebrity aspect of her life, always answering questions about herself, her recipes or work in a matter of fact fashion. I saw some late in life "living history" program not long ago with J Child and the interviewer asked her, as an introduction, to talk about her early life. She gave a momentary rolled eye expression and said, simply, "I am Julia Child" and inferred, let's get on with this, sonny. So I saw the movie (this is four films I have seen in their entirety in t...

I have little pity for the newspaper business in 2009. With a near monopoly on the printed news for over fifty years it's been interesting and yes a little joyous to watch big print stumble and begin to fall as the Internet began to take their place as they medium people run to when they need to know information. Last week the newspaper once known as THE DAILY REPUBLICAN EAGLE announced that they will only be publishing two issues per week starting in September. This was once a newsp aper which printed daily Monday-Sat and the issues were huge by small town standards. I also found this new publishing schedule odd as I recall reading a editorial by some old man publisher at Forum communications not long ago where he said that print and newspapers were still damn healthy! Also, get off my grass, you kids! There is mounting evidence that the Red Wing Republican Eagle is going to one day fail and simply wither away. While the meatheads at the DRE announced this change to publishi...