PRIMETIME
E-mail offers plenty of distractions 
I’ve received several e-mail versions of going into a room and wondering, “What did I come in here for?” It goes on to detail the distractions that are linked, one after the other.
February 09, 2010
String Quartet fills the house and brings it down 
An old Cold War gag: “One Russian is an anarchist, two Russians is a chess game, three Russians is conspiracy, and four Russians is the Budapest String Quartet.”
February 09, 2010
Painting sparks memories from the farm 
I suspect that some people who come to our house wonder why the central item hanging above the sofa in our living room is a large oil painting if a farmstead. Both of us grew up – actually across the street from one another – in a town of about 22,000. While I never lived on that productive farm, it was a vital part of my family’s life.
February 09, 2010
Senior Activity Center offers new opportunities 
If you have always wanted to learn the art of wood carving now is your chance. The Wood Carving Club will be offering “Wood Carving 101” for beginners at the Paul Bunyan Senior Activity Center from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. Friday, Feb. 19, and is encouraging people to come see what wood carving is all about.
By Ann Daley , February 09, 2010
Evergreen readers bring cheer to area nursing home residents 
During 2009, 19 volunteer Evergreen readers read to area nursing home residents during the residents’ recreation time.
By Darlene Sawyer , February 09, 2010
Ghost: a lesson of love and loss 
The boy awakened to the sounds of the morning: his mother calling the hens, a rain of oats on a tin tray, a scamper of claws, the tapping of beaks as the grain was gobbled.
By Joe Clinton , February 09, 2010
Alice Collins: New year, new decade break tradition 
Our New Year’s Eve was different this year for the first time in many years. As usual we operated rather low key compared to some gatherings on the last night of the year. The difference is we were not joined by our next door neighbors and dear old friends. Well they aren’t quite as old as we are, but they have been friends for a long time. Out-of-town visitors and missed communication disrupted our long standing arrangements.
By Alice Collins , January 12, 2010
Tax counselors needed at Senior Center 
Volunteer tax counselors are needed for the AARP/Paul Bunyan Senior Activity Center tax assistance program for the elderly and low income.
January 12, 2010
Art Lee: Peer pressure can lead to regret 
There are few parents who have not heard that same plaintive response line from their child being chastised for doing something questionable: “But everyone’s doing it!”
By Art Lee , January 12, 2010
Marilyn Heltzer: I’m working on my brand 
I hadn’t given it much thought until Oprah announced that she’s quitting her daily TV show, and there was a great uproar about what would happen to her brand.
By Marilyn Heltzer , January 12, 2010
Jeb Monge: Early adventure highlights changes in small-town life 
I was born Sept. 8, 1939, in Northfield, Minn. In October 1941 my parents, brothers and I moved to southwestern Minnesota to the city of Tracy. At the time, during World War II, Tracy was 3,100 population. It was a farm community and a railroad center.
By Gerald C. “Jeb” Monge , January 12, 2010
Evan Hazard: Kathy and Julie punt at a noon seminar 
On Nov. 5, North Country Health Services Foundation presented a “Lifestyle for Wellness” seminar. It was at noon with a nice lunch, so we had to RSVP for reservations. (As usual, there was an advance notice in The Pioneer.)
By Evan Hazard , January 12, 2010
Northern Elementary students enjoy card party 
January 12, 2010
Book explores women in history
Laurel Ulrich is an historian, a Harvard professor and the recipient of many awards for her work, but the title and focus of this book arose from a single line in a paper she wrote in 1976.By Rachel Scott , April 14, 2009
Rediscoveries after the fall
You are, of course, eager to read about the great fall on the ice I took some weeks ago, landing on my derriere (that’s my butt) feeling the sudden searing pain in my wrist, lying on the icy road looking up at the blue sky, terrified I’d broken a hip – the worst nightmare. I rolled over, hauled myself to my feet and back up the driveway hill. My hips were OK. My wrist was not. There was the trip to the ER, and the subsequent surgery for pins to hold my wrist together. Oh, you don’t really want to read about all that?By Marilyn Heltzer , April 14, 2009
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