Off the Editor’s Desk – 10-30-2013
THERE ARE THINGS TO DO
The late Ed Mady, proprietor of the Hi-Score Lanes in Glenwood City had a sign in his bar that stated: “There is not much to do in a small town, but what you hear makes up for it.”
Lately, however, there has been a lot of talk and a lot to do. First a day does not go by that we don’t hear about the issues of the proposed sand mine, windmills, town ordinances, recall election and now the St. Croix County Board’s debate over the Ag Center in Baldwin.
But, as for things to do, these past weeks, there has been plenty to do: it seems like there is always some activity going on at the county fairgrounds. There was the Oktoberfest fundraiser at Glenhaven last week, the Chamber’s Progressive Dinner Saturday evening was a great event and I wish more people had taken advantage of it. If you did not, you missed a great time. Coming up on Sunday, November 3rd is the Glenwood Area Historical Society’s fall meeting that will feature Gordon W. Fredrickson, who tells about farm life of the 50’s. The event will be at the Community Center at 2 p.m.
Upcoming events include Boyceville’s annual Spirit of Christmas which has been set for December 14. And the Toppers continue on the post-season football play and will host Owen-Withee on the local field Friday evening.
As for national news: On October 21st, after the government shutdown was over, the United States debt surged $328 billion in a single day surpassing the $17 Trillion mark for the first time.
Each of us is responsible for just about $54,000 of that debt. I have been informed that the interest on that debt is $412 billion. Can you come up with $1,300.08, because that is your share of the interest on that $17 trillion?
We don’t usually print jokes in this column, but this one caught my funny bone. It comes from Jim Meisser at Hiawatha National Bank. Jim has several passions and one of them is golf. Here is the story:
Two 60- year-old men had been friends all their lives. When it was clear that Frank was dying, Joe visited him every day.
One day Joe said, “Frank, we both loved playing golf all our lives, and we started playing soon after high school. Please do me one favor: when you get to heaven, somehow you must let me know if there’s golf there.”
Frank looked up at Joe from his deathbed and said, “Joe, you’ve been my best friend for many years. If it’s at all possible, I’ll do this favor for you.”
A few weeks later, Joe was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him, “Joe, Joe.” Who is it?” asked Joe. “Joe it’s me, Frank.” “Frank, where are you?”
“In heaven,” replied Frank, “I have some really good news and a little bad news.” “Tell me the good news first,” Joe said. Frank said with enthusiasm, “there is golf in heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before me are here too. Even better than that, we’re all young again. Better still, it’s always summertime and it never rains. We can play golf all the time and never get tired.”
“That’s fantastic,” said Joe. “It’s beyond my wildest dreams! So what is the bad news?”
“You’re in my foursome this Saturday.”
— Carlton