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Mother’s Day
Every year, in May, we appreciate and honor our mothers. Without them, we wouldn't exist. Yes, it does take two people to create a human. But, the woman is the one, who has to go thru all the pain to make us happen. I know that some of us, didn't hit the jackpot...
A Earth Day reset
How I spent Earth Day: With everything that is going on in the world, it was time for a reset. Normally, I avoid outside. You see, most sunny days, give me headaches. So, why make myself miserable, I just stay inside. I love a cloudy, rainy day. Usually, they...
Small town fire departments
The other day, the fire whistle blew. I went to the window to watch for the fire trucks to go by. As usual, it reminded me of times long ago. You see, my dad was a volunteer fireman. It was his passion. Many Wednesday nights, you would have found him, at the...
The start of my family tree
Family history, family tree, or genealogy, no matter how you refer to it, is one of my favorite hobbies. Most people I know, do not share this passion. Okay, I am not sure that, none any of my immediate family do either. Over 20 years ago, I was contacted by a 2nd...
Community involvement – leaving my basement
When I worked in Pierre, involvement in the community was the last thing on my mind. I was too tired and didn't have time for it. After all, most days, I was gone at least 11 hours. And let's face it, when I am not at work, I like to stay at home. Even after...
Becoming Involved In My Community – Who Am I?
Becoming involved in my community, hasn't been an easy journey. In life, we each take our own path. Some people are natural born extroverts, who can jump in and take part in activities. Well, that was not me. By nature, I am cautious and unsure. For my...
Hydeout Bed & Breakfast – Helen’s Room
WHO WAS HELEN: Helen Sternhagen was my grandparent that I knew the best, and spent the most time while growing up. She was a complicated woman. And, I was one of her favorites. Yes, she admitted she had favorites. Most grandparents wouldn't ever say that. But,...
Returning to my hometown
Recently, my mom and I, traveled back to my hometown of Scotland, SD for a funeral of a family friend. When you go to a funeral it is to honor that person and to be there for the family. However, sometimes you need to go for yourself too. And I mean that on so many...
Mary’s room
Back when we were in the planning stages of the bed and breakfast, we needed a way to name or number the bedrooms. Mary’s room had a name on it from the previous owners. Their daughters’ name is Mary and as is my mom. So, it made sense for us to use either our mom...
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