The Ragman, by Walter Wangerin

April 02, 2021  •  Leave a Comment
In keeping with my father's Good Friday tradition, I share with you a story. The Ragman, by Walter Wangerin I saw a sight so strange and experienced something so amazing that it is hard for me to explain it. If you can give me a few minutes, I’ll do my best to describe it to you. Before dawn one Friday morning I noticed a young man, handsome a...
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Pitching Hay Into the Wind

February 05, 2021  •  Leave a Comment
Pitching Hay Into the Wind January 14 th was one of those days, when if you had had an umbrella like Mary Poppins, or even a five gallon bucket (as I did), you could have flown away. In a normal January, it would have been a blizzard, and no one would have stirred a wheel except to feed the cows, because you couldn’t have seen the neighbors’ place...
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Recipes for a Prairie Christmas: DeLila Schneider

February 05, 2021  •  Leave a Comment
Recipes for a Prairie Christmas: DeLila Schneider’s Christmas Memories The little sod house where DeLila (Stiegelmeier) Schneider was born is still standing on a little patch of prairie in Walworth County, South Dakota, just over one hundred years after her father purchased the land. This is her ninetieth Christmas, and while Covid has kept her f...
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Albert Hoff

February 05, 2021  •  Leave a Comment
Under His Wings: Albert Hoff Used Military Skills in Civilian Setting He was a farmer. A cattleman. He was a loving husband and father. He was a soldier. I knew him as ‘Grandpa.’ Albert ‘Al’ Hoff, Bison South Dakota, was the son of German-Russian immigrant parents John and Fredericka Hoff. He was born October 20, 1919, at Eureka, South Dakota...
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Mairzie

February 05, 2021  •  Leave a Comment
Marizie She was a skinny, scruffy little sorrel yearling-coming-two-year-old filly. Nothing fancy. Her feet were the wrong shape, her ears were scabby with some unknown fungus or parasite, and her long winter coat was scraggly and dull. But she was friendly, the price was right, and for some reason my horse-timid mom was encouraging seventeen-yea...
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