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Posted on May 8, 2008 - by Hubba

HH Podcast Program; Off to the Races!

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As my manager said, “the sad part is, this actually happened…”

Posted on May 5, 2008 - by Hubba

Hubba On Broadway

I have begun to use the technique of letting something from a previous post inspire a subsequent post here on Hubba’s House.

For example, in yesterday’s ESN I mentioned the Wall High School spring play, which put me to mind of my own stint as a high school actor.

My participation in the Elm Springs School Christmas program was compulsory and enjoyable, but after leaving grade school I didn’t elect to be in any more theatrical productions. It shouldn’t surprise you to learn that I became involved in St. Thomas More’s spring play my senior year by accident.

I have mentioned before that I went to high school in Rapid City. To understand how I got involved in a play by accident (more…)

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Posted on May 4, 2008 - by Hubba

The ESN; Good News/Bad News

In ways, it was a hell of a week in Elm Springs. The week began with a bang which woke the residents of the “Brustol AFB” in the Monday morning darkness. They hastily donned makeshift costumes to hurry outside and watch rather helplessly as their barn burned down, with several important pieces of equipment inside. The Elm Springs Fire Department couldn’t do much more than arrive on the scene. Thankfully, no men, women or beasts were harmed.

But something else happened later in the week which was much more happy. A real moisture system passed slowly over western South Dakota Thursday and Friday, leaving varying amounts (more…)

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Posted on May 2, 2008 - by Hubba

Country Manners

During my high school days, I lived in Rapid City during the school week, which is more or less how I got to know three different families. My sophomore and senior year, I lived with Mr. and Mrs. Ernie and Nancy Garcia.

The Garcia’s had been set up by Uncle Sam the matchmaker, courtesy of the U.S. Air Force. Ernie was from south Texas, and Nancy was from New England somewhere. Nancy had retained some New England formality, and insisted that children and young adults refer to them as “Mr.” and “Mrs.” Although I tried hard to understand the reasoning behind that, I did think it was a little silly, but I did as she said. (more…)