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Frankly, I’d Rather Be Fishing

• Who says computers are so great? I can reboot, too! OK. I’m getting really tired of computers. Too bad Zach, our former intern, isn’t around to give me grief. But stick with me on this and you’ll see what I mean. Recently my work computer has gotten slow. I’ve been told that there’s so [...]

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Well, I spent some time watching the Decorah bald eagles on the Web the other day. You can watch a pair of adult bald eagles raising their three young ones at http://www.ustream.tv/decoraheagles. It’s really kind of neat. For the most part the three young ones lay around. That’s what they were doing when I got [...]

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If only there were directions for raising kids

May 1, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

I’ve finally come to a conclusion about having kids. You might call this one of those “DUH” moments. Just wish there was some kind of book on raising kids – like Robert’s Rules of Order or something. Here’s the story from my angle, and I’m going to stick with it. My wife and I were [...]

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Am I a veteran of the U.S. military or not?

April 24, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

I wrote an open letter to the American Legion national office in this space a little bit ago. If you happened to read it, I was a little upset. Seems even though I’m a veteran of the United States Army, I’m not eligible to be a member of the American Legion because my service dates [...]

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Man responsible for events on Aug. 8, 1969 to remain in jail

April 17, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

So, what were you doing the evening of Aug. 8, 1969? Not sure about me. My family and I had picked up our lives and moved from the Washington, D.C. area to Bartlesville, Okla. My dad had retired from the U.S. Air Force and had accepted a position at KWON Radio Station in Bartlesville as [...]

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Teach my daughter to play golf or be home alone for Easter? What a choice!

April 10, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

I wasn’t expecting much for Easter weekend. My wife and I had been invited to her mom and dad’s house in Swea City, Iowa, to share in the weekend with much of the rest of her family. Well, I had to work on Saturday which put me out of the loop. So my wife took [...]

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All is right with the world – now lets talk about the Broncos!

April 3, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

OK. It’s been a couple of weeks. The sun continues to rise each and every morning and sets at the end of each day. The tides keep going back and fourth and the government continues to collect our taxes. Nothing’s really changed. Well, one thing. The Denver Broncos have signed Peyton Manning at quarterback. Now, [...]

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My daughter had a bad day, and it started with a darn spider!

March 27, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

It was one of those weekend mornings when, after a couple long weeks, I really wanted to try and sleep in. I forgot to tell my daughter. Now don’t get me wrong, I love to hear from my family. But why on this particular day? The call came around 6:30 a.m. – a time I’m [...]

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Kazakhstan, Belarus, the Dept. of Education and the I.R.S.

March 20, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

Well, here I am turning 58-years-old (March 23) and I have women sending e-mails to me. Well, at least two if you can take the e-mails for face value They’re not what you think. I expect to get story ideas, compliments or complaints about stories or whatever. These two are very different. Two specific women [...]

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What a week! Now if I could just see my wife sometime soon

March 13, 2012 Frankly, I'd Rather Be Fishing

The last few weeks have only confirmed what I already figured out – there are some really great people in our area. Yeah, I know, this is one of those “Duh, Dann” moments. But I thought it was important enough to repeat. I’ve got to place my wife on a pedestal here. During this past [...]

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