Brenda Winter

  Anyone driving by the old Juhl place on County Road 8 last week saw an unusual sight — an old granary being pushed slowly across the yard by a bulldozer. She put up a good fight, she did. The building was so well made the second story remained completely intact  — right up to the time the...
  I, for one, am thrilled silly about the prospect of having three traffic lanes striped on Highway 75 instead of the four many of us have grown to know and love. The reasons are many, but I think my main reason is — having a turning lane down the center of the highway has a “big city” feel to it....
  I am near the end of a three-week stay at a Mexican cancer clinic. After a year of trying to stop the progression of anal cancer using non-traditional methods, I decided I needed additional guidance. So here I am at Hope4Cancer three blocks south of the Mexican-American border. I don’t know if...
  The last time we met in this space I shared some thoughts about my first-born grandchild — a girl born to my son and his wife on June 1.  Well, believe it or not, this week’s thoughts are about my second-born grandchild — a girl born to my daughter and her husband on July 5. Evelyn Ann arrived...
  Cancer feeds on sugar, God is good, and other things I’ve learned this year … It’s been an interesting year.  Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. I’ve learned a lot — about myself, about God, about people and, of course, about cancer. In no particular order: About people...
Jan was my neighbor. You wouldn’t have known her because she and Dar didn’t get out much. They moved here in ’07 on account of the veterans home. They were two retired army nurses traveling across the countryside when the home caught their eyes. So they stayed. They and three cats — Willie, Annie...

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