Sunday, November 11, 2018

Every Time She Turns Around She Goes Putt Putt!

I visited a good friend of mine today in Sartell. She was in a rehab place recovering from a joint replacement. I wanted to cheer her up so I went to visit. I brought her a gift of a pumpkin with a poem on it. Doesn't everyone who just had a total joint replacement want a poetic pumpkin as a gift?

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1965

  Today I went to a lecture at the history center about the flood in 1965 that took place in Winona. The east side of town (where I live) wa...