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November 30 - December 6, 2003
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December 6, 2003
MIKE & ALICIA,
CONGRADULATIONS TO DAD AND ALICIA. THET'RE MOVING IN NEXT YEAR.
- SETH
Pat ,
Congratulations also on your first semester as
the newest member of the Sociology
department at NCC. The first semester is the
hardest, and you've done a brilliant job! We
hope you and Ron are enjoying a much
deserved night out at the show. See you in
Iceland?
- Elizabeth and Will
MIKE & ALICIA,
CONGRADULATIONS TO DAD AND ALICIA. THET'RE MOVING IN NEXT YEAR.
- SETH
Tom,
Tom, I forgive you for causing us to miss the Ocean Grove Rhubarb show. Happy 9th anniversary. Love, Mary Anne
- Mary Anne
robina maul,
Holiday Greetings to my darling,
I sure miss that special Thai taste you cook up. Lets get together and eat, drink
and be merry! Dearborn is just not the same with out you on the holidays, remember the great snow of 99?
- lawrence stock
December 5, 2003
Davey,
Just letting you know our hearts ans prayers are with you and all the 744th who are heading to Iraq on Dec. 7. My big brother...come back safe bro.
- Craig
Bert Woolard,
Happy Birthday from the flying Woolardos and the lady who helped you revive your old hippie sandals.
- Caroline Woolard
Andrew T. Eldredge,
Happy 21st birthday, and congratulations on publication of your book on Cape Cod and Islands railroads. Was Garrison also published at age 20? Hope next year's the best yet - for you and Garrison and all of us ("all Republicans now")!
- Mom and Dad
BONNIE KANNER,
I LOVE YOU. YOUR THE BEST MOM. WHEN DID YOUR HAIR GET WHITE?
- SETH
Mike,
Happy Birthday to the love of my life. And always remember breakfast at Tiffany's--that's one thing we've got.
- Judy
Bert Woolard,
Happy Birthday from the flying Woolardos and the lady who helped you revive your old hippie sandals.
- Caroline Woolard
December 4, 2003
Tony & Linda,
Greetings from an unemployed textile worker to all those other unemployed textile workers (although some of you don't realize it yet)
- Don
Sally Ervin,
Greeting to Sam, Will, Joe and Olivia from grandparents: Moo, Papa Toe, Nag and Poop
- Don and Sandee
Paul and Denyse Redington,
Happy 40th wedding anniversary to Grandma and Grandpa Redington. Wouldn't it be great if you have 40 more.
- Elijah Redington
Mom and Dad,
I'll be home for Christmas from this silly
place, finals allowing. Best wishes till I
can make it home.
- Crockett
Melissa,
Good luck on your first set of college finals. Studying helps....staying calm so all those class lectures will come back to you will help too.
- Mom
All the folks back home in Texas,
We miss you all terribly! Tales by the campfire, football parties, going to the Ranch and eating mexican food!!! We will get back someday for good-God Willing!!
- East Coast Misfits
David,
On his 45th birthday and our 16th anniversary. May your future be filled with smooth landings. Congrats on the IFR rating. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks.....
- Sheri
December 3, 2003
United States Coast Guard Cutter Mohawk.,
The big sailboat is frozen in at the dock in Toledo just down from the station. Hopefully Keywest will be somewhat warmer. see you in a few weeks.
- Bill Miller
Doris & Paul Baluch,
I'm in the audience all by my lonesome. Wish you were here but I know Cinnamon, Ginger, Abby & George are demanding their evening biscuits! Love you!
- Maria
December 2, 2003
Philip,
Although I miss your cello, I wish you the best at the Battle of the Bands. Have you decided what to wear?
Love, Mom
- Mom
Steve Eraker,
Happy Birthday Dad! You deserve nothing but good times. You are the best father in the world and we love you dearly!
- David, Ruthe, Elizabeth & Deborah Eraker
Russ,
Thank you for brining me to Lake Wobegon... Your laughter and insights are the highlights of my days. ILU.
- Sueann
Steve Eraker,
Happy Birthday Dad! You deserve nothing but good times. You are the best father in the world and we love you dearly!
- David, Ruthe, Elizabeth & Deborah Eraker
December 1, 2003
Claude and Lucille McClain,
A big yahoo for their 80th wedding anniversary on December 2nd, who both still have
Their health and sense of humor. Claude said in protest to having to buy cemetery plots, “well, I guess if we don’t need them we can sell them and get our money back.”
- Dale Hope
Richard,
My Shakespeare
friend, lover, poet, plumber in my life
and so you have caught fish #1, #5, #8!
you may be right I need more Ketsup
in my life.
Dec. 7 fondest wishes on your journey this year #56. may 2004 be a good year to write
compose your song
you own my heart
the correct susan
- cool breeze
mike,
thank you for bringing me to Lake Wobegon, darling, and happy birthday!
- jacky star
Ted Swiszcz,
That's "S-W-I-S,Z as in zebra, C as in Cat,
Z as in Zebra" Hello to our Dad in New
Bedford, Massachusetts who turns 80 on
Pearl Harbor Day. [note: swiszcz is
pronouced "swizz"]
- Carolyn, Charile, Jane, and Paul
November 30, 2003
Robert,
Nobody with their clothes on has ever made me smile more than you do!
- Terree
Mackenzie Turner,
Happy 13th birthday, Mack! My lovely daugther is all grown up!I'm so proud of you! I hope you had the best birthday yet!
- Dad
Baby,
It was a long 1,036,800 seconds that you were overseas with the Air Force and I missed you every moment of it. I love you.
- Pookie
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In Garrison Keillor's latest book, Lake Wobegon native Margie Krebsbach dreams up the idea of a trip to Rome, hoping to get her husband Carl to make love to her — he's been sleeping across the hall and she has no idea why. She finds a patriotic purpose for the journey. A Lake Wobegon boy, Gussie Norlander, died in the liberation of Rome, 1944, and his grave, according to his elderly brother, Norbert, is in a neglected weed patch near the Colosseum...
It's a story of Wogegonians in a strange land, telling stories of kinship and self-revelation — all delivered with Keillor's trademark humor.
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From Garrison Keillor:
“When I was 16, Helen Fleischman assigned me to memorize Shakespeare’s Sonnet No. 29, ‘When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state’ for English class, and fifty years later, that poem is still in my head. Algebra got washed away, and geometry and most of biology, but those lines about the redemptive power of love in the face of shame are still here behind my eyeballs, more permanent than my own teeth. The sonnet is a durable good. These 77 of mine include sonnets of praise, some erotic, some lamentations, some street sonnets and a 12-sonnet cycle of months. If anything here offends, I beg your pardon, I come in peace, I depart in gratitude.”
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