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  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    November 15, 2023
    The October calendar had barely turned to November when I noticed my first twinge of holiday angst — the realization that I haven’t recovered from July and here we are on the cusp of another holiday season. It doesn’t help that I’m getting older and time is indeed flying faster. It doesn’t help that news deadlines hurtle us perpetually toward the next big holiday. (I requested second-grade…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    October 25, 2023
    After months of training and nervous anticipation, our Carson’s Cause team on Oct. 20 completed (survived) the Grand Canyon Rim2Rim4aCause. We traveled from the North Rim of the Grand Canyon down to the canyon floor, across the river, then up to the South Rim in a day, with Luverne’s Dave Duffy as our trusty guide. It’s over 25 miles and more than 10,000 feet of elevation change, and park…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    October 04, 2023
    Hiking the Grand Canyon has long been on my bucket list. As one of the Seven Wonders of the World, the canyon is a spectacular feat of nature. It’s not the steepest or the longest canyon in the world, but it’s recognized as a natural wonder because of its collective scale and size combined with breathtaking color variations in its walls. It is 217 miles long, up to 18 miles wide, and a mile…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    September 13, 2023
    There are dozens of mournful songs about September, and until this year it hadn’t occurred to me that the month has such a melancholy reputation. Reduced sunlight can prompt Seasonal Affective Disorder, aptly known as SAD.  Transitioning from laid-back summer days to hectic fall schedules can be stressful. For some (like me) the end of summer can signal regret for not accomplishing goals set…
  • By Lori Sorenson
    August 23, 2023
    A young couple showed up on our porch in June with a gift. “We have something we’d like to give you,” they said in a phone call earlier that day. Their business is Twisted Farmers Fab, which specializes in custom metal art — commercial signs, personalized wall hangings, fire pits and, their latest, hanging wind spinners. On this warm summer evening they handed us a heavy metal circular wind…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    July 25, 2023
    Office chatter at the Star Herald has been entertaining this week. “I’m definitely wearing a cowboy hat,” I said. “I think I can turn some jeans into Daisy Dukes,” Greg chimed in. “But wait — then you’ll need chaps. Where can we get those?” Mavis, a seasoned horse rider, volunteered to bring her wardrobe to work. We discussed safety. “If the air quality is poor, I’ll have my inhaler handy.” And…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    June 27, 2023
    We spent last week in the beautiful Black Hills exploring backwoods logging trails and climbing atop lookout points of the national forest service. We enjoyed breathtaking scenery … as we do every time we travel to the Hills. Maybe it’s because we live on the relatively flat prairie among cornfields and soybeans, but the Black Hills views of the deep canyons and majestic overlooks never get old.…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    May 30, 2023
    About 15 years ago I hit a deer on the road and totaled my old Chevy Blazer. No one (except the deer) was hurt, but it shook me up and stressed me out. It meant an insurance claim, finding a different low-budget vehicle, and time-consuming paperwork for a single working mother with no spare time. My own mother often encouraged us to tackle problems by considering how important they’ll be five…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    May 10, 2023
    Once upon a time there was a little blond boy who grew up near Luverne between the Rock River and Blue Mounds State Park. He was made of “snips and snails and puppy dogs’ tails,” with boundless energy and an effervescent love for life. Behind his blue eyes sparks of mischief and brilliance. He’d leap out of bed at sunrise and grab his bicycle and pole to go fishing in Hallett’s Pond on…
  • By Lori Sorenson
    May 09, 2023
    Once upon a time there was a little blond boy who grew up near Luverne between the Rock River and Blue Mounds State Park. He was made of “snips and snails and puppy dogs’ tails,” with boundless energy and an effervescent love for life. Behind his blue eyes sparks of mischief and brilliance. He’d leap out of bed at sunrise and grab his bicycle and pole to go fishing in Hallett’s Pond on Darling’s…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    April 18, 2023
    We had cake in the office Tuesday to celebrate my 30 years as Star Herald editor. I love what I do, and I cherish the role of a weekly paper in a community, so it’s definitely worth celebrating. Thirty years sounds impressive, but it’s just on par with countless feature stories we’ve written about people in their jobs for 30 or more years. When I started at the Star Herald in April 1993, Charlie…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    April 17, 2023
    We had cake in the office Tuesday to celebrate my 30 years as Star Herald editor. I love what I do, and I cherish the role of a weekly paper in a community, so it’s definitely worth celebrating. Thirty years sounds impressive, but it’s just on par with countless feature stories we’ve written about people in their jobs for 30 or more years.  When I started at the Star Herald in April 1993, Charlie…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    March 28, 2023
    It’s been said that for every tragedy there is a miracle to make up for it somewhere else. I don’t know who says this or if it actually happens, but I hope it’s true. Sometimes in grief after tragedy, hope is all we have. … Well, that and prayer. Lots of prayer. … By lots of good people who have been very good to us. In the days and months following the Sept. 13, 2022, death of our Carson, many…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    March 07, 2023
    I invested in snowshoes this winter after several treks across open fields in a borrowed pair with my neighbor friend, Wendy. In January she purchased two sets, one for herself and one for a snowshoeing partner (lucky me). My only previous experience with snowshoes was 15 years ago in the Blue Mounds State Park with their rented wooden raquettes and rawhide laces. I remembered that it took nearly…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    February 14, 2023
    In addition to journalism and survival skills, college taught me the harsh consequences of a sedentary lifestyle and reckless diet. Late night homework with Cheetos, on-demand cafeteria soft-serve and weekend beer and pizza sent me home in sweatpants after my first spring semester. Fortunately, a 20-something metabolism and occasional three-milers on the gravel road near Kenneth took care of the…
  • By Lori Sorenson, editor
    January 24, 2023
    It’s been four months since we lost our Carson to suicide, and I haven’t yet made an appointment with a grief counselor. I’m grateful for professionals who can guide a conversation, and I fully intend to have that conversation. I just haven’t felt the right moment or the right reason. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t had therapy. Webster defines therapy as “treatment intended to relieve or heal…
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