Change is the word of this era. It is here whether we like it or not.
For example, it used to be that a Good Field Of Corn measurement was “knee high by the Fourth.” Now the Good Field of Corn measurement is “Tasseling by the Fourth.”
I did a dummy and left the car key in the ignition. The net result? A dead battery the next morning.
After a call to Al’s Body Shop in Ellendale at 8:30 a.m. and a jump start, the car was ready to go. With quick service and a very, very reasonable fee, I was on my way at 11 a.m. Al’s Body Shop, you know how to give excellent service. Thanks.
Hey readers, it’s time for the “Everyone Attends” social event of the year. There are only two reasons not to attend: 1. You’re in the hospital. 2. You’re at a funeral – your own. I’m referring to your local County Fair. See you there!
The Lady is back at Beaver Lake. She spent the winter in Hawaii waiting for it to get warm here. She can be seen at the end of the dock (cabin 74). What a Doll!
How come it is that on a hot day, your liquid inflow far, far exceeds your liquid outflow?
As most of you know, a full moon can cause people to do strange things. I woke up to the sound of strange voices that sounded like Chinese.
The next night it was the same thing. The third night of the full moon, I was ready, and recorded the Chinese sounding voices that were floating across Beaver Lake. I mailed the recording to Hartland University at Hartland, Minnesota asking for a translation.
The answer back was, the voices were Minnesotans trying to copy High Society Mandarin Chinese. High Society Mandarin Chinese are very polite and educated.
They must ask permission to go to the bathroom. Minnesotans call this #1 and #2. High Society Mandarin Chinese ask permission with “sing a song” (#1) and “make a cake” (#2).
The letter back stated that for some unknown reason Minnesotans, especially those living on a lake, revert back to what they have learned in visiting the High Society Mandarins. The letter stated that asking permission usually happens only during a summertime full moon.
Hobnobbing with the Mandarin Chinese has definitely caused three couples living on Beaver Lake (in three different cabins) to revert back to what they learned on their recent trip to China.
To the young lad who threw a garbage can with garbage into Beaver Lake: “Is your Mommy proud of you?”
Advice to the companions who watched: “You have issues in who you hang out with.”
A male resident on Beaver Lake tells me he has most certainly changed. Per him all his walking is “on the level.” It seems that his right leg bothers him when he walks uphill. Jim Hinton, is this true, or are you pulling my leg?
Uncle Sam is now in residence at cabin #90. He is outside to greet you in his red, white and blue outfit.
Once again, that dynamic Sommers duo did an excellent job making pancakes at the Farm and City Days in New Richland. Genie and I both thought the flipping Sommerses looked a little different!
Bass fishing at Beaver Lake has been “gooder than good.” Two catch-and-release bass fishermen caught ten in two hours: one seven pounds (22 inches), another five pounds (20 inches), and the other eight, one to three pounds.
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Bob is a retired AAL (Aid Association for Lutherans) agent. His wife, Genie, is a retired RN, currently working on her doctor’s degree in volunteering. They have two children, Deb in North Carolina, and Dan in Vermont. This is the Hanson’s 37th summer at Beaver Lake. They leave the lake in mid-October to go south — to Albert Lea — and return in April. Bob says if you enjoy his article, let him know. If you don’t enjoy it, keep on reading, it can get worse. Words of Wisdom: There is always room for God.