Notebook
February 8th, 2019 by Gary Osberg

Minus 18 degrees.  Yuk!   It reminds me of my childhood.  Strange how we have those very early memories.  One of my earliest is from when I was four years old.   We lived in a rented farm house between Clear Lake and St. Cloud near Highway 10.  I have this memory of being carried into the kitchen from the car on a very cold evening.  I remember opening the refrigerator and seeing a carrot stick in a glass of frozen water.  It seems to me that the refrigerator was very nearly empty.  For some reason a visit to a chinchilla farm was somehow connected to this memory.

Another memory of that farm is when I stepped on rotten boards over an open well and I started to fall but my sister Kathie grabbed my arm and held on until help could come.  It was either my mother or the farm hand that pulled me up.  I do believe that the house is still standing.  Hopefully the well is gone.

Tomorrow night I will be on Otter Tail Lake at the second annual OTC-On Ice. It opens tonight.  The entertainment is inside a tent with heaters.  I will give you a full report next week.  Details at  OTConice.com  

Live from Here this week is another rebroadcast.  Enjoy the show and stay warm.

“If I shoot at the sun I may hit a star.”  P.T. Barnum   American Showman

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