I got out of bed Sunday morning and absolutely knew what I was going to write this week. Then I picked up The Forum (that’s Fargo’s paper, in case you didn’t know) and saw an article by Robin Huebner that sent me off focus. The article was on Lutheran Social Services of North Dakota and refugee settlement. It also focused …
As the holidays and new year approach, I start thinking about how things have changed since my youth and some of the fun things that have occurred between now and then. My youth was spent in Grand Forks until Dad was appointed to the federal bench at the end of my sophomore year at St. James Academy. My earliest unusual …
It was 1957 ― the year I graduated from Fargo Shanley High School and turned my senior mantle over to my sister, Kate, who was a year behind me. Sister Jody was preparing for her wedding in the fall; brother Tim was in the Air Force and also preparing for his own fall wedding; and I had no idea where my …
As is my customary practice, I mulled over a subject for this week’s column. Politics was an option, as were the recent shootings. I was browsing ideas when the date Nov. 22 caught my eye. Nov. 22 was my mother’s birthday and the date John F. Kennedy was assassinated 52 years ago. The Nov. 22 that caught my eye, though, …
I was pondering what to write for the Thanksgiving when I saw the picture of the little Syrian boy who had drowned when his refugee boat sank. A rubber boat full of refugees trying to escape the horrors of war … and this little fella lost his life. I then saw a picture of a few bombed-out, literally uninhabitable cities …