I just learned a few minutes ago that my brother Steve - who has been in a Seattle hospital for over a week - has taken a turn for the worse. And suddenly, nothing matters quite as much as being there with him. I am actually a little bit stunned that I feel so strongly
One highlight of the week in Decorah which had absolutely nothing to do with choral music or Weston Noble or Luther College was the visit which I paid with the Spencer-Bergs to Niagra Cave, which is right outside of Harmony, Minnesota. I remember visiting Wonder Cave and Ice Cave when we lived in Decorah, but
This is one photo that I feel like printing up, framing, and hanging on the wall as a tangible reminder of a remarkable week in Decorah when I experienced just about every human emotion one can feel. I was about to liken it to trying to go on every single ride at Disney World in
I have SO much to blog about tonight: my amazing week with the Weston Noble Alumni Choir . . . all the fun I had showing Decorah to my father-in-law, w/ the able assistance of Kathy and Randi & Co. . . . and most important of all, my brother Steve’s hospitalization over the past
I’m about to embark on a little trip to Decorah, Iowa - to participate in something called the Weston Noble Alumni Choir - or something like that. This is the first time I am part of this, and I am excited. . . especially because they are going to be doing my Amazing Grace for
It began so innocently, with a trip to Colder’s Furniture just south of Milwaukee. Our plan was to spend our store credit (which we got when we bought our new living room furniture a few months ago) on some much-needed new chairs for our kitchen table. (We bought our previous chairs from Sears Home -
I made someone cry yesterday. And a few moments later, I was pretty close to crying myself. And it was all because of an amazing book called “The Girls from Ames: A Story of Women and a Forty-Year Friendship.” This is a book which has been a consistent presence in the New York Times Top
For a little added excitement, some people go to night clubs- others go sky diving- and some tour the Louvre. Kathy and I go to Sendik’s Grocery Store. Have you ever been there? It’s just about the fanciest grocery story you’re ever going to see. . . the kind of place where it would not
Whatever criticism one could level at how I host WGTD’s Morning Show . . . that I say “um” too much. . . that my intro’s are too verbose. . . that I tend to forget about balancing the volume of the guest with my own. . . you can’t say that I don’t cast
Saturday afternoon I read an email from Carthage’s business manager which caused me to tap dance with glee: my studio, which is about to be repainted and re-carpeted, does not need to be cleared until a week from today. (Originally, I thought it was today.) And because of Honky Tonk craziness and other distractions, there
