February 8, 2019
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