At a local supermarket recently I was asked by the clerk how I was doing. “I’m doing well, thank you,” I responded. The gentleman in line behind me said, “You said it correctly. That’s how it should be stated.” “What?” I asked. “The clerk asked how you were doing and you ...

I remembered an important lesson last week during Career Day at Webster City High School. Standing at the front of a room that was once my history classroom, when Coach Dick Tighe was my teacher, I recalled for the so-much-younger students whose attention I wanted to deserve the favorite story ...

Being an historian, even an amateur one like myself, so much time is required to collect the information on a subject or person you want to write about. I can remember, vaguely, those days before the advent of the Internet, when travel and time scouring, reading and taking notes seemed endless. ...

A couple of weeks ago Julie and I went to a local pharmacy for our annual flu and COVID vaccinations. We are vaxxers. As such, we trust vaccines and believe in their ability to stave off the worst of the seasonal maladies lying ahead. Unlike the privacy of a clinic or doctor’s office, drug ...

National Newspaper Week — October 1-7 — slipped by me this year. I hope, it’s not too late to offer a few memories of my career in that industry. I began reading newspapers as soon as my reading skills allowed me to do so. My parents subscribed to the Des Moines Register and our ...

I was born and raised in a suburb of Minneapolis, well aware of my Minnesota ancestors and the roles they had in the early days of that state. This is more than likely why I so enjoy learning and writing of the early settlers and builders of Webster City. One of my great-great-grandfathers ...