A “Country” way to party!

It’s a “country” way to “party”!   And economical too!

Businesses having “Open Houses” to show off their products can be special treats in a small town because it’s a neat way to see what opportunities are available locally but also visit with your friends!

Last Saturday I “partied” all afternoon!

We started out at the Open House at Cannon Power Sports off Highway 52 south of town.   My husband would love an ATV but I want a vehicle that will cross the LIttle Cannon River, not just stay on land because we have property on both sides of the river.  But we hadn’t found a compromise we agreed on.

CPS was offering treats of hot dogs, cookies, popcorn, chips, etc.   And the owner is a friend of ours, Ray Schoenfelder. It was an excuse to say “Hi!”.

After getting a tour of the place from Ray, eating the treats and signing up for prizes - we had fun talking to all sorts of other friends - some we hadn’t seen for years.  

And of course, one of the company reps figured a way to modify an ATV to go through the river for me!
I’ll think about it fellas!

A short while later there was another Open House happening at Raw Bistro Pet Fare.   They have done a remarkable job remodeling the Lorentz Meat Locker Plant on Cannon Street.
They also had tasty hot dogs, chips and fresh salsa, fresh fruit, cocoa, etc.

I was excited to meet their guest speaker Katie K-9 from twin cities radio station FM 107.1.  Katie Riopel has a talk show giving advice and sharing her sense of humor from her many years of teaching dog training, etc. on Sundays from 4-6 p.m.  
On a podcast of her latest program at mytalk1071.com, Katie mentions Cannon Falls and a certain photographer who has horses.  A couple years ago I used to have a “blog” about the happenings in our town that I read on another program on that station.

I made some new friends too.  One is Pat Greene of Raw Bistro.   She explained to the guests before we went on a tour that the facility makes dog food as carefully as they would for human consumption.  They base their sourcing of quality ingredients from local or regional producers.
Actually, they have animal products that are more nutritional than some of my favorite human snacks.
It could be that our animals are fed better than we humans are.  

Actually that’s not a new idea.  You don’t want a sick or weak animal.
And I have often thought that mine are healthy because I don’t give them a choice as to what they can eat!    
Perhaps I need a “farmer” who is as strict with me!
Food for thought anyway.

Now this is not the end of the story... this weekend, Ferndale Market’s Five Year Anniversary Open House is coming up with more treats!

Look forward to meeting friends there too.

A fun “country” way to party!



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My "Diamond Jubilee" 

 75th Birthday Wish for YOU! 

       (Photos from video production of a queen from history - although the tiara is plastic! Fun!)

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Strong words... but better!

The words you say…  

                may surprise even you!

The fence post had rotted in the horse pasture alongside our road and needed to be replaced.  I got out the post hole digger and was glad I remembered we had a “hot wire” along the fenceline so I went to the barn to turn off the electric fencer as I headed out.

We hadn’t had much rain and since it was such sandy soil I went back again for water to pour into the hole as I dug so the sand wouldn’t keep falling back into it.

A while later Paul came driving by on the road and slowed down to tell me he was going to the workout center.  I stood up and paused and thought - I’ve got 40 acres of “work out center” right here.

He must have thought it over too and said, should I help you?

Good thought!

Paul’s extra strength in digging the hole made quick work of the project.  Until he decided to put the seven foot wooden post into the hole... and he didn’t notice where I was standing... and I got clobbered on the head!

My doctor had warned me when I had gotten hurt previously to wear my riding helmet when sawing down branches.  But there wasn’t a tree around the fence.

So why wear one?

Now I know!

At that point I just walked away, clutching my head because I thought it must be pouring out blood and if I didn’t die I would probably be incapacitated and immobile... 

My neighbor had been hit in the head with a tree branch and for months was in a coma... hospital... recuperating.

My teenage granddaughter was still recovering from a concussion from a soccer game... months earlier... having only half days at school... headaches... etc.

And maybe that’s why I just kept saying, “Go ‘way... go ‘way...”  

(“Minnesotan” for “get out of here!")

I thought I meant Paul.

I know I appreciated him digging the hole faster than I could but I didn’t realize how tricky it can be when working with another person.   Like earlier in the day when we were fixing a wire by the gate and Paul’s finger got squished when I was holding onto some tool.

But mainly I am surprised at my verbal response of just saying “Go ‘way.”!

I know many other words I could have been saying.

That would have been appropriate in my mind.

But this is better. 

  P.S.  Of course the next day when watching the last minute of the Minnesota Vikings football game on TV I decided to just walk away from it.   They were winning by six points.  But the other team had the ball...  you probably know what happened.

Yes, it was better that I didn’t watch.

 I might have remembered some other words a little stronger than: “Go ‘way!”

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Scary scenario - late at night.

Honest - I didn’t do 

     anything wrong!

My “friends” on Facebook are having a good time teasing me about my recent post.  I thought you’d get a chuckle too.

Here’s the background for the story...

Paul and I were coming back from Wisconsin late Sunday night.  It was my turn to drive so he pulled over to the side of Highway 52 a few miles north of Cannon Falls.

I got in behind the wheel and was fixing my seatbelt when I saw lights coming through my rear window.

That was kind of creepy.

I didn’t know who it was.

There weren’t many cars on the road.

I hadn’t been driving so I figured I hadn’t done anything wrong.   

Were they going to hijack us?

(I know - I can come up with a lot of scary scenarios at night!)

I just sat in the driver’s seat trying to figure out what to do - run or fight or just be confused?

I chose the last one - confusion - it comes naturally to me.

I’m not sure what the Dakota County deputy sheriff was thinking but a couple moments later she pulled up next to my window.

We both rolled them down to talk.

And here is what I posted on Facebook:

“If anyone saw my car pulled over to the side of Highway 52 late last night... with a deputy sheriff's car right behind me... don't worry!  Paul and I had decided to “change drivers” on our way home.  After I had gotten in the driver's side, a patrol car saw us. They pulled up along side and said they just wanted to know if we were OK! Then they pulled behind us so we would have more light when getting back on the road. That was thoughtful. Thanks Dakota County!”

But my “friends” on Facebook may not have “bought” my story!  Twila Simonson  wrote: “Good ‘story’ Rosie... but we’ll be checking the papers to confirm this is true!”

And Jackie Peterson said:  “Ohhhh... I gotta remember that one!” 

It sure is good to know you’ve got friends who trust you!

(Love you guys!)

War and the dedication of those who served... Cannon Falls Military History Museum

  "Train for war… but pray for peace."

 

The estimated survival rate of a “tail gunner” - the man operating a machine gun in the tight rear compartment of a B17 airplane in WWII - was seven missions.  But Army Staff Sergeant John Cockriel lasted through 50 of them and came back home again.

Vince Cockriel has the uniform of his Uncle John on display at his recently opened Cannon Falls Military History Museum a few miles southwest of Cannon Falls at 33504 Warsaw Trail.

The display shows Vince’s dedication to honor the men and women who valiantly served their country.

Vince explained that John, “hit all the big ones.”  He bombed in front of the invasion of Normandy and at Anqio and on and on.  “He was  typical of the WWII era ... sacrificing, unselfish -  they didn’t expect a lot.

“Not only the men but the women sacrificed equally as much... either as nurses or correspondents or on the homefront.”

Vince explained his family’s role in the military.  His two grandfathers were in WWI.  Then his father, five uncles and one aunt were in WWII.  Later, six cousins and Vince himself were in Vietnam.  And three nephews were in the Gulf Wars.  

Recently at his museum, WWII reenactors explained the importance of recognizing the valor of these military heroes.  They help you step back in time - to the 1940’s - to get the feel of those tense and tragic times.

Alissa and Paul Wirth from Hastings, MN portray a war correspondent and a member of the 117th Infantry Regiment.  Alissa explained how only about 259 women were correspondents compared to a thousand or so men.  But they wrote about the fighting men they met and folks back home read their stories and in that way they would know their loved ones were still alive... at least at that time.  

Women also had to deal with the male attitude prevalent in some units.  For example, women became pilots but they were mainly based in the U.S.

  Paul Wirth explained that his reenactment character would have enlisted soon after the Pearl Harbor attack and then landed in Normandy on D Day.  Paul describes some of the dangers they encountered like the wire stretched out when landing at Normandy that cut off body parts.  And although a “Command Car” was supposed to be used for officers, it was soon noticed that the Germans had discovered this and would target them.   It was safer not to ride in them.

  Paul continued that even though they knew that “every step could be your last...  we always thought we would come home.”

Another reenactor, First Sergeant Steve Landgraf, wanted to clarify what war is really like.  He explained, watching war on TV is all “shoot-em up”.   “But it’s not glamourous... it’s horrible.”  

“It’s a shame we ever have to have a war.”  Steve concluded: “As the saying goes: You train for war but you pray for peace.”  At least today there is patriotism back in America... so please...when you see a someone who has served... "just say thank you.”

And we also say “Thank you” to Vince for reminding us of all who served so valiantly.

  

  

Superman... in Zumbrota, MN?

It's a Bird...It's a Plane... 

It's Superman in Zumbrota!

Just like Clark Kent of Superman fame. Although there probably isn’t a phone booth for him to change into his flying outfit in all of Zumbrota, MN - there is an optometrist whose friends think he comes pretty close to the flying hero!

Dr. Kevin Kish opened his office early one morning and was surprised to see the cabinet doors were open.  Then a man came out of another room and threw a punch at him and ran out the front door with a bag of cash and stuff.

No time to change into his superman outfit - but Kish chased after the burglar!

  He explained, “There wasn’t a lot of speed here - we were two 60 year old guys!  Anyway I hollered at someone on the street to call 911 and I kept chasing him.”

The duo headed down Main Street.  

Kish continued, “He’d run a little and I’d run...  then he’d turn at me and I’d go back... he’d yell at me and I yelled back... in Norwegian!” (Ya Shure!)

Anyway, they got to the east side of town and the burglar fled into the woods where Kish lost him.

By this time law enforcement and a K9 unit had arrived and the suspect “got nailed in some tall grass.”

  And friends sent Kish a Superman shirt and shorts!

It’s stories like these that we get to hear at the TRIAD meetings - local citizens and law enforcement - on the second Wednesday of every month at the Shepherd’s Center. 

Look what was found along the road... 

Another man told a story about what he found when walking along a road near his farm near Rochester, MN.  (We’re keeping his name private at this point.)

It was just a piece of paper... a receipt from a tire company in Wanamingo.  When he got home he tossed it in the garage.

A few days later he was going down the road when he noticed something further in the woods - it looked like a money bag!   It had a lot of checks inside so he called the sheriff’s department.  A local bank had been robbed.  Two men had taken a bag with $4000 in cash.

The police had a picture of them on the surveillance tape from the bank but no names.  Then our man recalled the receipt he had picked up along the road.  Would that have any connection?  Well, the police checked it with the tire store’s surveillance tape and they had a perfect picture of the robbers along with their names on their purchase.

Just borrowing a car? 

 

Then Rod Johnson told this story.  His wife Bernie had called him at work and explained that someone had come and asked to borrow a chain because he was getting a car from their neighbor.  After she gave them the chain she called the neighbor and he said he hadn’t given them permission!  He proceeded to walk down to the men and asked what they were doing and then called the sheriff’s department.

The men were stuck and couldn’t leave!  Their story was that they were just pulling the car out to pull their pickup out.

No eye witnesses were available but Rod explained that the next day when the deputy was talking to another neighbor about this concern he was told that a member of their family had recorded the whole thing on video!  And that helped prove what the guys were really doing. 

Suspicious van... 

Another local citizen became suspicious of a van driving without lights after midnight.  Especially after it parked and some of the passengers got out and started walking around the dark neighborhood.  This area had been targeted for burglaries earlier that year. 

So Jay Sjoblom followed the suspects in his vehicle and kept up communication with police in order to keep them under surveillance until they could be apprehended.   

Looks to me like we have more “Clark Kent/Superman” heroes around here than we thought!

Pioneer Day at Chapel Hill

Hear the sounds of memories...

Listen carefully and you may hear the sounds from the memories echoing on the wooded hilltop...  the laughing of children pulling tricks on each other, the singing of the congregation and the sorrowing of mourners as they buried their loved ones in the small graveyard.

  

It’s a steep climb to the old St. Paul’s Episcopal Church built 140 years ago in Belle Creek Township southeast of Cannon Falls.   Rev. Samuel Poole Chandler helped build it and it was dedicated in 1873.   

His great great grandson, Orland Chandler of Wauwatosa, WI has been restoring the site for several years.  (Pictured with wife Kay and the remodeled chapel.)

It was an enchanting Saturday recently when the first annual Pioneer Day was held on the site.  Volunteer Coordinator, Nancy Ellison, organized the festivities.     

A Civil War encampment was demonstrated by three members of the Third Minnesota Company C.  It was led by Captain Randy Kuznicki (r) and the gun salute was demonstrated by Blair McNamara and Terry Norton.  There are between seven and possibly nine Civil War veterans buried in the cemetery.

Demonstrating the technique of using a bayonet during the Civil War is Blair McNamara.  Interestingly, this method was not popular with soldiers.

Kids played tricks on each other too!

“I kinda thought you’d do that!”  One of the boys playing the old game of ”Tug of War” dropped the rope and sent the other boy sprawling in the grass!  Want to guess which one did it?  See video on Youtube or www.paulrosie.com (OK - it's the boy on the left.)

Various crafts of the times were demonstrated like spinning, weaving, candle making and wood working.

Jonya Pacey

Gayle Dahl

And today... using a modern “memory maker”, ( a little point and shoot camera like we did), you can add these moments of celebration to your own.