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13
Feb
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The perfect date ideas?

RAMBLES

Awhile ago, Loetta and I were discussing different date ideas. These ideas weren’t the typical dates people think of, such as going out for supper or only going to the movies and not speaking to each other much, and then heading home. Sounds kinda boring if you don’t get to enjoy a conversation with them.

Anyway, with Valentine’s here, I figured this would be a great opportunity to share some of our ideas. And maybe you’ll think they’re good and maybe you’ll think we’re crazy. Both options are perfectly OK with us.

BREAKFAST DATES

Why do all dates have to be in the evening? Why can’t they also be in the mornings?

Maybe people already do this, but personally, Loetta and I had never heard of someone going out on a date, but in the morning.

 

Wed
13
Feb
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In remembrance: A first time meeting

Time always heals a hurting heart, were the words of my father, upon the passing of his own father back in the early 80s. I’ll never forget him saying that to me, following Grandpa Duncan’s funeral in Minden.

Monday, Feb. 11, is yet another day that the heart hurts for the Leota Griess family, as Leota succumbed to cancer early Monday morning.

My first-ever meeting of Leota, as well as Ron, was back in 2009, prior to moving to Clay County, here on a visit to the area to make up my mind, whether or not I wanted to take this newspaper challenge on again.

It was a Friday night and time for dinner, so the Sutton Legion was the place to be that night.

Yep, I was that guy who walked into the legion and felt about 50-60 different sets of eyes looking at me, this 6-6 slightly gray haired man that nobody knew.

 

Wed
06
Feb
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Ballet adventure one to remember

By Ashley D. Swanso

Ballet is my favorite kind of dancing. It takes muscle, accuracy, patience, and is absolutely beautiful.

So when Hannah told me we were going to see the Russian National Ballet at the Orpheum Theatre, I was beyond excited!

I have only seen one professional ballet prior to Wednesday’s adventure to Omaha. In fourth grade, my class traveled to Omaha (cannot remember which theatre) to watch “The Nutcracker Ballet.” I can’t remember much of it, but I do recall loving it.

Hannah had never been to a ballet, so I was extra excited for her to see one, and hoped she would enjoy it as much as I know I was going to.

Going to a ballet meant we got to dress up, something Hannah and I enjoy doing, but it doesn’t happen too often.

Wed
06
Feb
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It’s “gut check” week for wrestlers

By Tory Duncan

Wrestling...it’s not for the faint of heart, it’s for the steady minded, and completely focused mind at that, especially this time of year.

You see, it’s district wrestling week, the week that shakes out the strong from the not so strong, not just physically, but mentally as well. Who will be the fittest this Friday and Saturday and advance to the state wrestling championships in Omaha?

This past weekend I made the trip out west to cover the Sutton wrestling team, in hopes of seeing three Mustang wrestlers gain milestone wins, as senior Lee Carlson was going for his 150th career win, senior Dusty Stone had a shot at his 100th win, as did junior Cory Carlson.

Wed
30
Jan
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Romping through the ‘Cornfield of Dreams’

Way back in July 2018, myself and about 20 others completed a journey we began sometime in May.

Brenda Nuss and Pat Majors came up with the idea to host and perform a play for the public (kinda like community theatre), and that’s exactly what we did.

Brenda served as our director, and eventually a cast was pulled together for our play, “Cornfield of Dreams.” This was truly the corniest play this side of the Mississippi.

We performed in front of quite a large crowd the last day of Dugout Days, but we weren’t done just yet.

Last Friday, Jan. 25, we had been invited to perform for the National FFA Alumni Convention in Aurora. And man was it a blast!

My favorite part about theatre is the family-type relationship the cast and crew have. You joke around, you force each other to get serious, you share ideas, and you just have fun with the play at hand.

 

Wed
30
Jan
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Can a dream lead to realism?

Dreams, they often times are just that, dreams. The Merriam-Webster online dictionary deems a dream as: “a series of thoughts, images, or emotions occurring during sleep.”

Well, this past weekend I had a dream that has taken up a big part of my outside-of-work efforts, along with a group of other believers in Sutton, that being the future of the Sutton Community Home.

As I woke from the dream Saturday morning, I recall waking up in the dream to look outside and see across the street a new nursing home facility, done and serving the community and area.

I can say that over the course of the past 3-4 months, since the Sutton Community Home and the Sutton Community Home Foundation hosted a town hall meeting to discuss the future of the home, a lot has gone on; some changes have been made and progress is being made.

In the next 4-6 weeks, new schematic plans will be in hand and we’ll be taking off to gain the future of the new facility.

Wed
23
Jan
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Time for yet another busy stretch

By Tory Duncan

Late January through early March, for the past 30 years or so, have always been a fun but hectic time of year for those of us who have chosen the newspaper business as their careers.

In a conversation through email with a colleague of mine that I’ve valued as a friend and “go to guy” for advice, Willis Mahannah of the West Point News, this time of year, while there are many busy stretches in our schedules, is perhaps the most enjoyable hectic time of year for the newspaper business.

Outside of the meeting schedules, weather changes and such, when conference basketball tournament time and conference wrestling time comes around each year, it becomes that time when the coffee pot/maker, or a can of Mountain Dew (right, Willis?) becomes your best friend, as long as our hearts can handle the caffeine fix.

 

Wed
23
Jan
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MURMAN’S CORNER

Dear Neighbor,

The first session of the 106th Legislature convened on Wednesday, Jan. 9, 2019. It’s my first session serving as your state senator and I want to thank you all for giving me the opportunity to do so.

The 106th Legislature is composed of two sessions. This being an odd-numbered year, we will have a long session lasting 90 working days, which is scheduled to wrap up in early June. In even-numbered years, the short session lasts 60 working days and typically ends around mid-April.

The first 10 days of session is the only time that a senator can introduce a bill. The bills are then referred to the appropriate committee. Every bill that is proposed in the Nebraska Legislature will be given a chance to be heard in committee, and if it is fortunate enough it’ll move onto the floor for discussion with the entire body. This year I have chosen to introduce a handful of bills, allowing me to devote plenty of time and attention to each.

 

Wed
16
Jan
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Writer’s block is strong with this one

RAMBLES

We are three weeks into 2019. The government (as of Tuesday) is still shut down, the weather is cold and bitter (like my heart), and everyone is slowly returning back to normal after the holidays.

Writer’s block is in full swing this week in regards to my column.

As I am one who tends to ramble on about whatever topic comes to mind (hence the column name), I’ve decided to let my mind run wild with the possibilities it carries.

First, have you ever had a paint war? I know I talked about this sometime last year, and I stand by my statment that everyone should experience a paint war in their life.

Sunday, even though it was cold, Jordyn, Ty, Hannah, and I ventured out for part two of J and T’s engagement photos.

Wed
16
Jan
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A memorable weekend at ‘home’

During this busy stretch of January, February, and March I had the luxury this past weekend to venture back to my homeland, so to speak, Shelton and Gibbon. It’s where I got my feet wet in the newspaper business, working for my parents in both the Shelton and Gibbon papers. It’s where I grew up; it’s what I knew for the first 23-24 years of my life.

After graduating from Shelton High School in 1983 this coming May will mark my 36th year out of high school. Yeah, some of you will say I’ve been out of school a lot longer than you, but after covering the Harvard and Sutton wrestling teams in Gibbon and Shelton, and after seeing some of my close friends that have impacted my life in a big way, being inside the walls of Shelton High School was pretty amazing.

I hadn’t been back to the school in Shelton since my 10th High School reunion, yes, you did the math correctly 1993.

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