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The current temperature is 28 degrees.
Yesterdays H/L temperature was 35/24
Normal H/L temp for this date is 45/26
It started blowing and snowing around noon Monday. The wind blew 4" of
snow-cat dust into a drift higher than Sami's p-squirrel outside the
front door.
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"Profanity makes ignorance audible."
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L O C A L news & stuff, mostly stuff.
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The community of Minto was incorporated March 22, 1883. Minto's first
school was a frame shack leased from Jennie McCann. It provided room for
children of school age. Miss Hattie Woodworth was engaged as the teacher
in 1881 the following year, Mrs. Emma Mott, pioneer Grafton resident,
was the next to direct the educational efforts of Minto.
(taken from an article in the Walsh County Record dated July 13, 1953.)
The name of the article was "First Settlers in Grafton Found Minto
Established.
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That's the wonderful thing about newspapers. They seem to last forever.
Oh, radio & television certainly have a place in our world. Of course,
the better your memory, the more valuable radio and tv are. Everyone
knows it would be impossible to have "Uncle Sigs old time music show" in
the paper. The real fact is, if you asked someone what stories were run
over the radio on the second Tuesday of last month. They would have to
hope someone recorded it,.... remember, or, they would have to look
somewhere for the "printed" word. (a paper)
Every time I sit down to write the Gazette. I sit beside a radio. Often
I hear real time news on it, and, of course it's impossible to listen to
Lawrence Welk in the paper. The table in front of me holds (among other
things) the September 24, 1987 edition of the Walsh County Record.
Ironically, that edition has my fathers obituary in it. W.A. "Bill" Moe
1911 - 1987 AND, on the very next page is an article titled, Johnson-Moe
exchange vows. That article chronicles the wedding of our oldest son to
his lovely wife Yvette.
Both of those events were extremely important in our family, to be
sure. Both events did get their "moment" of time over radio, of course.
Tho I can't remember, ever thinking of going to the radio station on the
25th to get a few extra copies or the radio announcement. We did,
however, pickup several "extra" copies of the Record for that day. I
find them more valuable today than I did the day they were printed.
(aren't memories wonderful?)
The article of Minto's beginnings could never be found in old radio
archives. Nor the events surrounding the Happy Chandler celebration of
so long ago. I wonder where, in radio archives, one would look for the
mention of the Riviera Club, the Dakota Supper Club, or, for that matter
The Fashion Plate Slenderizing Studio and Beauty Salon.
Hometown papers are an invaluable resource for knowledge. How else
could we "see" a picture of Minto's 1951 and 1952 North Dakota High
School League Baseball Championship team?
Hometown papers are, it seems to me, logically the best source to
chronical the life and times of small town USA. I hope they never
forget, it's the small town "news" that creates enough interest to make
advertising in them, the best deal going..........
Besides,..... Sunday I won a whole years subscription to the Walsh
County Record, I would like to thank them very much for that. And,.... I
really do enjoy reading it.
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"Our" family tree is growing like a bush on Steroids. Please welcome
Jean Clark to the Gazette family.
For those that haven't written in awhile. Please let us know if we
should be sending you a get well card, or,.... a sympathy card.
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EACH OF US IS A VITAL THREAD IN ANOTHER PERSON'S TAPESTRY;
OUR LIVES ARE WOVEN TOGETHER FOR A REASON.
One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a friend.
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I would like to thank Lee for sharing the following "words". I think
it's especially appropriate during these trying times. Thanks
Lee.
~~~ A Different Type of Prayer ~~~
Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in
traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and
was rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and
spend a few precious moments with her children. Help us to remember
that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can't make
change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his
apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student
loans for next semester. Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking
bum, begging for money in the same spot every day (who really ought to
get a job!) is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our
worst nightmares. Help us to remember that the old couple walking
annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping
progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy
report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go
shopping together.
Heavenly Father, remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us,
the greatest gift is love. It is not enough to share that love with
those we hold dear. Open our hearts not just to those who are close to
us but to all humanity.
Let us be slow to judgment and quick to forgiveness and patience and
empathy and love. AMEN!!! Be Nice; Nice Is Good!!! <<<<
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GOTTA GO WORK ON MY DASH
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"I may not always like what you tell me. I will, however, always
appreciate it." GLM
Write if you can, call if you can't, and, tell your loved ones they are,
before it's too late.
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