I’ve been a fan of Garrison Keillor’s “A Prairie Home Companion” since 1982. I used to plan my Saturday’s around the two hour public radio show, especially the weekly monologues in which he rambles on for 20-30 minutes about life in the fictitious small town of his youth, Lake Wobegon, Minnesota. It wasn’t until Keillor…
Funny the interesting things one can discover when one leaves the house to do something besides play golf. Such was the case on our recent weekend in Lincoln, Nebraska. Our daughter, Suzan had taken Friday afternoon off so that we could pick-up granddaughter Zoey from her new school, Cavett Elementary, and perhaps arrive early enough…
As November 4th inches ever closer It dawned on me that we’re about to have the twelfth new president in my lifetime. I decided to share some thoughts and memories with you about the first eleven. Harry S. Truman (The “S” didn’t stand for anything) I was born several months after Truman inherited the presidency…
I put on my Minnesota Vikings sweatshirt last night, popped a can of diet cream soda and settled-in on the couch in front of the TV to watch the Vikes finally put a can of wop-ass on the Green Bay Packers. Instead it was another case of Childress confusion as the head coach spent the…
It was not a fight, really, Linda and I don’t have many of those, thank God. But when one of us does something wrong..okay ME..things tend to get real quiet in our house. Such was the case Friday morning as we approached the scheduled departure time for our weekend in Lincoln. I had promised, the…
Bill Connor died this week and I was shocked at the news. I just knew that even though the leukemia he fought off before had returned, he would lick it again. I first met Bill Connor 8 or 9 years ago. He called me at Kelo wondering if I’d be interested in featuring his new…
“Sanford emergency.” “Yes, this is Linda Lund. I think my husband needs an ambulance.” “What’s wrong?” “Well, I’d rather not say.” “Please..we have to know the nature of his affliction.” “It’s kind of embarrassing.” “What do you mean?” “Well, we were watching America’s Funniest Home Videos and when a fat lady tried to break a…
Linda and I were out with some friends the other night and a couple people, who recognized me from my TV days, stopped over at our table to say hi. As I approach two years of retirement, that sort of thing happens less and less these days. I’m fine with that but I’d be lying if I…
My mom sounded a little like one of those carnival sideshow barkers as she opened the bedroom door to wake my brothers and me from our slumber; “hurry, hurry, hurry, come on boys..time to get up and a movin’. We don’t want to be late for the fair.” It was still dark outside but my dad…
I was born to trod the boards to hear the roar of the crowd to have the smell of greasepaint in my nostrils. The only ones who knew how talented an actor I was, though, were the friends I played with as a kid. They would marvel at the site of me swimming around the dock in front…