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05
May

Older generation embraces change, even if you don’t see it

King Whitney Jr. said, “Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful, it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.”

I recently overheard some individuals comment that older people are set in their ways and are negative toward change. I doubt if the younger generation really understands the changes that older people have gone through and embraced over the years.

For example, folks of my generation have gone from a wall phone with a party line to cellphones/smart phones. When you are out and about, take a notice of how many older people are using them. It’s surprising.

Sat
28
Apr

Husband remembers community life in the 1950s

My hubby, Don, the son of Clarence and Irene Marquardt, grew up on the south side of Shawano. He lived at the end of Washington Street.

A large part of what is now Kuckuk Park was the city dump when he was a boy. Charles Langhoff was the caretaker, and he was also in charge of the dog pound located in the area.

The dump was a busy place. Money was tight, and the dump was visited frequently by pickers with large metal hooks. They scratched through the debris looking for iron, copper or other objects of value.

Caretaker Langhoff also picked items out of the dump and used them to make interesting displays. One of the most memorable things he made was a train. He put the train cars on a nearby hill, giving the appearance of the train circling the hill. My hubby said it was very unique and as a young boy, he enjoyed sitting on his bike watching Langhoff build it.

Sat
28
Apr

Emergency shelter well covered during snowstorm

To the editor:

It has been heartening to witness and hear stories of neighbors helping neighbors and strangers helping strangers during and after the recent gigantic snowstorm. I would like to share another heartening story of SAM’s House emergency shelter during that snowstorm.

Normally open from 5 p.m. until 8 a.m. each night of the winter season, the full-to-capacity shelter stayed open from 5 p.m. Friday until 8 a.m. Tuesday thanks to the generosity and caring of so many. With nowhere to go during the day, staff and volunteers worked together around the clock so that guests could remain at the shelter during the storm. Those that could reach the shelter took extra shifts, covered for one another, and took turns sleeping and working.

Sat
28
Apr

Snowed-in resident grateful for neighbors

You have been hearing a lot of bad things in the news these days, but I wanted to tell you of something really positive. Something that makes me feel very blessed to be living in Shawano. From Friday, April 13, to Monday, we’ve had a nasty snowstorm that has piled huge drifts against our doors and our driveway. Our snowblower is not strong enough to handle this amount of heavy, wet snow all at once. Since I have old injuries to my lower back, it is very difficult for me to do as much at any one time, though I do try to push myself sometimes unwisely.

Sat
28
Apr

Student performers don’t disappoint

Editor:

Live theater is alive and well in Clintonville!

This weekend, I attended two great productions by school-age kids: the St. Martin and home-school shows.

Audiences at both musical shows included not only parents and grandparents, but many community supporters of the arts. They were not disappointed. Talented kids were molded by teachers and parents into polished performers. As a dancer, I was particularly impressed with the choreography executed by the large casts.

The St. Martin show included all seventh- and eighth-grade students in speaking parts, and fifth- and sixth-graders in the chorus. All were costumed in World War II-era garb. The home-school show featured a cast of 35 with actors from high school to what appeared to be kindergarten or less.

Sat
28
Apr

Lightening the load

Every good farmer has a love for their animals and their land. My dad, who went to be with the Lord nine years ago this month, loved his generational farm. Having much compassion for the farmer, he would always humbly ask God to bless “the tillers of the land.” Toward the last years of his life, he was unable to help my brother yet his heart was always out there on the farm.

After “retiring” from the farm, Mom and Dad moved to Marion to their little house in town. As they aged, they became more and more dependent on us four kids. My older sister accepted a good hunk of the responsibility, as she had no children of her own and lived close by. Before she’d leave, Dad would tell her, “Thanks for lightening the load.”

Sat
28
Apr

Turn in unused prescription drugs this Saturday

In 2017, the State of Wisconsin lost 827 people to the opioid epidemic. Last year, over 64,000 Americans died from a drug overdose. In Wisconsin, local, state and county officials are also combating methamphetamine, heroin and other substance abuse deaths. Each person who died was someone’s mother or father, son or daughter, brother or sister. Many of these mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, brothers and sisters were also part of rural America.

Today, in the midst of this nationwide epidemic, small towns and rural places from across America have been particularly impacted by opioid misuse. Opioids are highly effective painkillers with legitimate medical uses but they are also highly addictive by becoming a gateway to substance abuse, with users often transitioning from prescription medications to deadly drugs such as heroin.

Thu
26
Apr

The day Grape Nuts rolled up to the farm

Can you imagine two New York producers driving down Highway 29 from Green Bay to check out a farm in Bonduel, Wisconsin, for a TV commercial? They spotted our farm up high on Dehn’s hill and turned off onto our little country road, up our steep hill and turned into our driveway. They got out and asked us how we would feel about “a gang” taking over the place.

Then they left to check out the place that had been recommended to them, but they came back and chose our farm overlooking miles of rolling hills and farmland toward Green Bay. From our hill, we could see the lights of Austin Straubel Airport at night, more than 30 miles away.

They came with a crew — two producers, camera crew and a filming coordinator. A Green Bay family had auditioned and had been selected to be the cast in the commercial.

Sat
21
Apr

Community lends helping hand — even when it’s buried in snow

Daunting challenges bring out the best in people. Whether hard pressed by serious health problems, confronted by a life or death crisis, saddened by the loss of a loved one or overwhelmed by the brute forces of Mother Nature’s wrath, the true sense of community shines brightest when we most need it.

Shawano County’s true sense of community has been at its zenith since a winter storm dropped about 30 inches of snow April 13-15, bringing life to a standstill.

Treacherous travel conditions, coupled with record setting snowfalls, pushed our region to its limits, shutting down most governmental entities, schools, churches, restaurants and retail stores. Through it all, our sense of community prevailed to ensure we all survived to talk about this harrowing experience.

Sat
21
Apr

You never saw Grandma without her apron


Contributed Photo Lorna Marquardt’s grandmother, Martha Robenhagen, wears an apron while hanging up clothes in the 1950s. Marquardt shared lots of “clothesline conversations” with her under those clotheslines.

Like many of you, staying in the house for days because of the blizzard had me a little stir crazy. I decided to spend a little time cleaning, not my favorite thing to do.

When my hubby was in high school, he made a beautiful cedar chest in wood shop. As I dusted off the lovely chest, I realized it had been a very long time since I peeked inside. I knew it contained several old quilts. What I didn’t know was it also contained a few surprises. Tucked inside the quilts were a few boxes. To my delight, in one of the boxes was a handmade blue checkered gingham apron from my husband’s grandma, Anna Raddant. It was a wedding shower gift and the card was still inside the box.

Grandma Raddant passed away shortly after we married, but the apron rekindled many memories, including those of my grandma Martha Robenhagen.

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