When I watch or listen to any form of broadcast media these days, I feel inundated with political ads. There are times when I simply want to tune it all out; hence my enjoyment of streaming music while mowing the lawn (now that we’ve gotten some rain). Surely it hasn’t always been this ...
To the Editor: Arts R Alive wishes to thank all who attended the Sculpture Event in West Twin Park on August 3rd. Your continued support of this 2023-2024 season is appreciated and the financial contributions made by many helps to make the annual sculpture exhibit possible. The Arts R Alive committee also wants to thank the following for their contributions: Jive for Five musicians who once again provided great musical entertainment; Richard Carlson, flowers; OHP Marketing Services, Kent & Missy Bailey, signage; City of Webster City staff; Cee Cee Concepts, Clint Everett, web page ...
Fifty years is a long time. Fifty years before I was born the world was still in the 19th century! Fifty years before I graduated high school the U.S. was embroiled in World War I. Fifty years has always seemed like a long time ago. The other day I was ruminating on this matter and realized that only 50 years ago it was 1973. That went fast! So what was I doing 50 years ago? Fifty years ago I was a young married man. My wife and I had welcomed our first child, a son, into our family in December 1972. Fifty years ago I was the sports editor of our local daily newspaper. ...
This week I visited the Kendall Young Library here in Webster City. In the past I would browse the books and look for a few DVDs to borrow for long winter evenings. This time was a bit more focused; I’ve decided to expand the resources I utilize to write this column. I settled down in ...
Early in my youth I developed an interest in radios and electronics. When I was five years old I sat in front of our RCA console radio and tuned in programs of interest. I was fascinated with the loop antenna hidden within the console. We got our first television when I was almost nine years old and I learned to replace burned-out tubes. For Christmas the year I was 10 my parents gave me a crystal radio set which allowed me to listen with a headphone. When I was 13 I saved up enough money to purchase my first personal radio — a two-transistor blue “pocket-size” radio for ...
There was love in those donuts. I'm sure of it. If you ever met Pete, you would know. The humble man who made beautiful donuts died this week, just when he was about to return from a break. Just as he was about to crank up his commercial mixer and make some more magic. Pete opened ...
