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Growing up fast

Several years ago the Des Moines Register published a photo of a young guy skating at a skateboard park in the metro. The cutline identified the young man as a 25-year-old. My first thought was, “When I was 25 I was so busy working I couldn’t have gone skateboarding even if I could skateboard.” Back in the 1960s some of us grew up quickly. By the time I was 22 I had a good (albeit low-paying) job, was married and my wife and I had purchased our first house. By the time I was 24, I was a father. From the time I was a late teen I ran with an older crowd. Most of my friends ...

Education doesn't seem to be a priority for our state Legislature

To the editor: In the Daily Freeman Journal’s sister paper, The Fort Dodge Messenger, State Representative Ann Meyer attempted to take the Iowa Democrats to task over school spending. She covers the money allocated to the schools and says the increases make the 2 percent that the Legislature passed come up to a 2.8 percent increase by the time transportation and equity increases were allotted. In the Des Moines Register the governor this past week said she was proud of the 2 percent increase in school spending. The tell of the tale was all you have to do is Google the inflation ...

A strange sense of humor is better than no sense at all

Do you remember the first time you told a joke and no one laughed? I don’t. It’s happened to me so many times I can’t remember the first. I grew up in a home with lots of jokes, teasing and laughter. Our mother’s family was full of jokesters and Mom kept us laughing, too. Our family’s sense of humor was earthy. Dirty jokes were strictly forbidden (when Mom and Dad were home) but we siblings joked about most anything else — a baby sister sneezing milk through her nose, accidental flatulence, even a father who stalked an annoying box elder bug on the kitchen floor to bring ...

Treating others with respect

I have always liked older people. My parents were close to many of their aunts and uncles so I got to know and appreciate that generation when I was a kid. I especially appreciate how many of those folks treated me as a kid. One afternoon when I was 13 years old, my Great Uncle Bill and Great Aunt Lena drove up our long farm lane. Lena wanted to visit with my mother in the house; Uncle Bill stayed outside and struck up a conversation with me. Uncle Bill was driving a late model General Motors automobile; I think it was a Buick. At 13, I was enamored with cars and I remember ...

Thank you for supporting the St. Thomas Ball

To the Editor: Thank you to everyone who attended the 24th Annual Friends of St. Thomas Ball and Auction on Saturday, May 3. What a joy it was to gather as a community for socializing, celebrating, and supporting a great cause. The evening was filled with laughter, generosity, and goodwill — a true testament to the spirit of Webster City. A heartfelt Thank You to our generous sponsors, who we will continue to recognize throughout the school year. Events like this are only possible through the dedication of many caring individuals. I am especially grateful to the St. Thomas Ball ...

Let's take a train to Chicago

If you ask me, Webster City needs a passenger train to Chicago. The last train, Illinois Central's Hawkeye,* left Webster City for Chicago the night of April 30,1971. The next day, 182 passenger trains across America were discontinued, half of all trains remaining in service at that time. Amtrak, the new national passenger train operator ran only one train across Iowa — The California Zephyr. It was, and is, a perfectly good train with everything you could want: coaches, sleeping cars, a dining car and a glass-topped lounge car. It runs daily between Chicago, Omaha, Denver, Salt ...