In this picture, my brother-in-law, Don Helgeson was 51 years younger than he is today.
Don and my sister, Vivian,2nd from right, were the godparents of our daughter, Angela,(deceased), her Mother, Donna, and myself . Angela was baptized at the Lutheran Church in Hills, Minnesota where this picture was taken.Elswhere on this blog are pictures of [...]
August, 2007
Haappy Birthday-Don Hegeson
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Greg and Ramona at some patriotic event.
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8/15/o7- Bernie- Yes, I get a Rocky Mountain High from the pictures
8/10/07 Statistic on my children: Randy-6′1 born 06/17/57; Dan-6′3-born7/12/58;Greg-6′1-born 01/09/65; Ramona-born 10/31/69
8/10/ The Babe- yes, my [...]
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The Banks of Marble. by Lee Rice
This song of protest from the depression era has echoes of earlier grievances that played a part in American politics. It could have been sung by the Free oilers, The Silverites, or the Wobblies.
I’ve traveled round this country
Trom shore to shining shore;
It really made me wonder,
The [...]
Top of the wonderful world
cira-1970’s Greg in the Rocky Mountains-
Kipling spoke of pictures-from memory-
When earth’s last picture is painted,
And the tubes are twisted and dryed.
When the truest color has has faded,
And the youngest critic has died.
We shall rest, and faith we shall need it,
Lie down for an aeon or two.
Till the Master of [...]
Surreal sacrifice for a loved one
by Edna St. Vincent Millay“Son,” said my mother,When I was knee-high,“You’ve need of clothes to cover you,And not a rag have I.“There’s nothing in the houseTo make a boy breeches,Nor shears to cut a cloth with,Nor thread to take stitches.“There’s nothing in the houseBut a loaf-end of rye,And a harp with a woman’s headNobody will [...]
Read the rest of this entry »Baseball lore
Casey at the Bat by Ernest ThayerIt all started in 1885 when George Hearst decided to run for state senator in California. To self-promote his brand of politics, Hearst purchased the San Francisco Examiner. At the completion of the election, Hearst gave the newspaper to his son, William Randolph Hearst.William, who had experience editing the [...]
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A poem by Margaret Johnston Grafflin
do you know that your soul is of my soul such a part,
That you seem to be fibre and core of my heart?
None other can pain me as you, dear, can do,
None other can please me or praise me as you.
Remember the world will be quick with its [...]
Read the rest of this entry »So,I spoke too soon
The Pirates did the DBacks in 8 to 3 last evening and yes, I stayed until the end of the game. The Pirates are last in their division and had every thing to gain and nothing to lose.It was the first time that I saw several of our players make errors but I have nothing [...]
Read the rest of this entry »DBack time
The young dback time must have read the new book by Caral Ripken, the legendary player for they display perserverance. Thanks to my son, Dan I have attended several games and watch the rest on the tv. Tomorrow night I get to go to the Pirates came and I trust it will be as exciting [...]
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Tam, a tricolor collie in the bed of a 55 chevy pickup in Hills, Minnesota in 1956. No, the chilly picture and Tam was not a mad dog-are in direct contrast to the title and the following text.
It is hot and humid in Phoenix and we go out in it but could that place [...]