Pickled Eggs

I just ate a pickled egg. It would be sad for me if that was the biggest news I had to report, however every column must start somewhere and this is where mine will begin.   I never knew pickled eggs existed until I was old enough to go to Carpenter’s Corner. I never would…
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The Christmas Gift

I get inspiration when I work. No activity is more inspiring than working quietly with cattle; no tractor, no engine noises-just a pitchfork and me. I like to sing, hum or whistle while I work and my recent play list is mostly Christmas music. One of those poorly-sung songs really made me “choke-up” and made…
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Twas All But A Dream

Twas all but a dream We’ve helped my mother in-law decorate her lawn for Christmas for the last several years. This year she did it by herself because her children and children in-laws were busy (and we’re a little lazy.) Anyway, I’ve always written new lyrics to a traditional Christmas song to describe hanging lights…
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Allow Me To Introduce Myself

Hello, I will be your columnist today, my name is Grant Nelson. It would be nice to develop a relationship as quickly as a waiter does with those he serves. As a new columnist here at "Area Voices,” it may take longer for us to warm up to one another. I want to tell you a little…
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Frozen Water

There are two words that I despise when used in conjunction. These two words are fine by themselves; however I have an almost physical reaction to them when they are both placed in the same room. These words are water and cold; used together they are the stuff of nightmares for me. I was working…
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