Where did the month go? ….
Where did the month go? Seems like we just got started with the month and here we are with just a day or so left. I guess the month started out with a bang with several really warm days. Then along came some wet and cold days and everything that had gotten a good start, just kind of went dormant.
This afternoon I decided to check the May flowers out, along with checking on Camp Victory, and ended up with a grand reminiscing ride. Camp Victory turned out to be in a different spot than where I thought it was.
I got it mixed up with the handicapped cabins just south of Mead Lake. But it was close and that’s where the reminisce part started.
I really didn’t have any trouble finding Camp Victory. I’d accidentally drove by one day when I was just driving around. I went back today to take a good look. There were a number of people around, but I couldn’t tell if they were working, or just enjoying the outdoors.
Next, I drove to the corner and headed west on Rock Creek Road.
While nothing seems to have leafed out anymore than it was a couple of weeks ago, North and South Mounds were beautiful with the different shades of green on the trees.
When I got to the place on Rock Creek Road where it winds down and around, the reminiscing started. It was in late June, 1969, and we had just combined the three newspapers into the TRG. Abbie Neuenfeldt was taking me around to meet some of the people out in that area. We had already been to Willard and got introduced to Mary’s Store.
Next we were headed to North Mound Tavern to meet the owner. Going down that hill and around the curve was a grand surprise to me back then. I had figured Clark County was just flat and plain, but this was something out of the storybook. Such beautiful scenery.
Well, I was in the neighborhood, so it was just natural to swing by Rock Dam. It has been a few years since I’ve been out there. We spent a lot of weekends camping out there, so that brought back memories too.
It looks like the Clark County Parks Department has added a ramp so someone in a wheelchair can just roll right into the water.
Driving into Willard brought back lots of memories when their softball field was the big attraction. New since we visited the area is the Slovenian Park. It is beautiful and inviting.
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Not much going on anywhere in the farming area. I did see a farmer, west of Greenwood, discing. The land was rolling and it looked like it was working up well.
Not many Mayflowers, but then there is always another week.
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Friday, as I headed to Marshfield to pick up a prescription, the agricultural activity was busy. Most of it consisted of either hauling liquid manure, getting ready to and someone was stretching one of the huge hoses to a new site. Just a lot more work and expense from the days when we pitched it off the big pile in the barnyard and hauled it to the field for spreading. I often wonder how large the pile would be if the farmers did it that way now.
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The week just ended and once again the major news channels didn’t have to move to keep coverage of something that seemed to have everyone’s attention. That was the court case being tried in a Minneapolis courtroom. When the verdict was finally announced it seemed that nearly everyone agreed that it was the right verdict. It is sad to say, like so many cases, as such, there are no winners. A man is dead and the person charged with his death has been found guilty.
One thing I know is I never want to be a police officer. There always seems to be lots of second guessing on most police/ citizen disagreements.
I mentioned the television show, Lone Star Law, which shows the working of Texas game wardens. It seems in almost every case involving alcohol the person being questioned will say, “I only had one or two beers”, yet a device used to test their alcohol content will tell otherwise. So why did they lie?
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I’ve told this story before, but forgot all about it until I saw an announcement on Facebook this morning. Seems the old Telemark Lodge near Cable is being torn down. It has been closed since 1913, but it sure had lots of memories.
The Wisconsin Newspaper Association held a number of conventions there and one still stands out now that I’m reminded of it. We always took some of our employees along to these conventions in hopes they would like to know about things we did at them and they could meet some of our newspaper friends.
At one of our conventions a number of us were standing in the lobby watching the activities going on. A landing strip came right up to the lodge and this day an airplane had just landed. Getting out of the plane was Governor Tommy Thompson. He walked into the lodge and began shaking hands with everyone.
Missy Hinkelmann, one of our typists, was one of those who got to be in the line. She was all excited and noted that he had even called her by name. Another employee, Mary Ann Lesar calmed her down by saying, “He probably read your name tag”.
