‘     There is something to be learned  from a rainstorm.  When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road.  But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet.  When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed though you get the same soaking.  This understanding extends to everything.     ‘

Hagakure; The Book of the Samurai

The rule for posting on a website such as mine is that consistency is more important than frequency, or in other words, you should stick to a posting schedule so that your readers will know Continue Reading

Writing these regular posts on HH has begun to stir up the sludge at the very bottom of my brain, and some interesting things are coming to the top, like this one;

The prairies of South Dakota, and I believe North Dakota and Montana housed America’s Knockout Punch during the Cold War, in the form of missile silos housing nuclear arms aimed directly at specific places in the USSR.  While these silos seemed modest from the road, they in fact went at least thirty feet underground, where two men sat in a shock-proof capsule round the clock waiting for the President of the United States to call on a Big Red Telephone.

Nowadays the National Park Service has purchased Continue Reading

Elm Springs received two more rainshowers during the week, with end of the week moisture totals at 1.73 inches, much to the relief and delight of the kind citizens.

All the moisture made travel difficult again, but the roads had dried out enough by Sunday that the kind mothers could be wined and dined somewhere for Mother’s Day.

The Marvin Anders’ and the Rod Anders’ attended rodeos in Wall on Saturday and New Underwood on Sunday.

Matt, Nick and Joe Trask and Bunny Bail and girls were Continue Reading

I just realized when I published the last post and looked at the date, that one of my favorite singers, Mr. J Keith Whitley, died 19 years ago today.  That doesn’t seem possible.

I miss you, Keith.

Through my ESN and my general extrovertedness, I have become what I like to call a “tri-county celebrity.”  That mostly means that I am widely regarded as a jolly good feller, and I have standing invitations to come and eat at several houses around the area.  In fact the residents of some households are almost miffed at me because I haven’t graced them with my presence and my appetite.

One household where I had an open invitation that I had not used was the Brett and Shawna Hansen family west of New Underwood Continue Reading