The Crow's Nest - August 21, 2018

Aahh, the smell of Fall is in the air!  I am sure that aroma is a mixture of many things, which include the smell of freshly combined grains, the smell of dirt surrounding newly dug potatoes, carrots and beets from gardens, plus the smell of smoke from all the wild fires in Canada and Montana.  All this brings up memories of growing up on the farm and the excitement and dangers of harvest time.  It was during combining that my grandfather, “Pa”, lost a finger when his hand got too close to a moving header on the combine.  Sister Ruth and I were talking the other day how both of us used to haul full loads of grain from west of Tiber coulee all the way into Edinburg.  We drove an old truck whose brakes were anything but reliable.  The windy road through the coulee was not that easy to navigate.  On top of that, Ruth could hardly see over the steering wheel!  It really was not a very safe way to get harvest done.  I remember stopping with the grain truck at Molly the dentist having him pull 2 wisdom teeth.  When that was finished I headed back through the coulee for another load.  Today big semis with covers haul the grain to town.  Penny Nygard, who works in the elevator office, said because of the big rigs used today, there aren’t the long line up of trucks waiting to unload as there were years ago.  I remember that as kind of fun to anticipate the waiting time.

We, like many other parts of the country, have had a very hot, dry summer.  Consequently, wild fires have raged throughout the western part of the USA and Canada.  We have been the recipient of lots of smoke and haze along with the heat.   Advisories for the air quality in our area scrolls across the bottom of our television screens.  Some days it has been hard to even see the sun due to the smoke and haze.  In no way am I complaining because we are very fortunate to only have to deal with the side effects of the horrible fires that have caused loss of lives and homes.  What I do complain about though, is the heat and the ridiculousness of the air conditioning in our home.  I trek down to my sewing room in the basement and I end up putting on socks and running a little space heater because I am so cold.  The temperature range in our house is way too wide for my liking!

Garden harvest is almost over for many.  I have finished all the pickles and have the last batch of salsa on the stove now as I am typing.  The tomatoes this year have been beautiful and abundant.  It’s a joy to prepare them as they are blight free and so juicy.  I’m glad I decided not to work with any of the grapes from our arbor this year.  Thankfully, Dan Olson came and picked them.  Chuck had trimmed back the vines for easy picking.  WOW!  Were there ever grapes!  Dan will be busy as he puts up so many vegetables and fruits every year.  My head just swims listening to him as he tells me the different methods he uses and the quantity he preserves.

With fall comes the annual turkey supper.   Each year, our group at Trinity gets smaller and older.  I wonder each year how we are going to get everything ready, but somehow it all works, and we can feed about 500 people turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, dressing, glazed carrots along with salad, cranberries, home-made brown bread and buns topped off with great home baked pies.  It is a combined effort of many to pull this event off year after year.

Bill and Janice Loftus were back here visiting from their home in Arizona.  They came for the August the Deuce celebration.  It was so fun to visit with them.

My classmate, Leslie Jensen, died a couple of weeks ago.  He succumbed to a massive heart attack.  Also, Richard (Dick) Johnson died and was buried at Trinity cemetery recently.  Also, we lost Janet Gritz of Hoople to cancer.  Janet was only 68 years old but had a heart attack about a year ago and then cancer took over her body.  Janet was such a hard worker and dependable employee of the Hall’s for at least 20 years.  Each of these individuals will be remembered with great fondness.

Lastly, I wish every reader could spend one afternoon at the “Table of Knowledge”.  Sometimes the conversation just goes nuts with no rhyme or reason to it.  The bunch there the other day were on a roll.  Carol Pewe mentioned that Foot and Mouth disease was making the rounds with children.  Now, I am not sure what that ailment is, but it sounds horrible.  Wasn’t long before the different maladies were discussed to include:  trench mouth, jock itch, athlete’s foot among others.  Of course, John H. Johnson had his words of wisdom when he stated, “Money is just like manure, it’s no good unless you spread it around”.  David Monson followed up with, “So, if you clean your vacuum cleaner, are you a vacuum cleaner”?  I’ll end with this from Allen Sorbo who attributes this to Jim Langerud.  “I’m so confused – I don’t know whether to scratch my watch or wind my seat”!  Jim’s words were just a wee bit more colorful though.  This is just a little taste of the intelligent discussions we have!

Thank you, Chuck and Sharon Troftgruben, for being faithful readers of the Edinburg website.  Have a great day and we will talk later.




























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1. Your kids are becoming you.

2. You forget names...but it's okay as other people forget they even knew you.

3. You sleep better in a recliner with the TV blaring than in bed. It's call "pre-sleep"..

4. You tend to use more 4 letter words...."what?"......"when?"......

5. Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it's not safe to wear it anywhere.



class of 631

Another picture of the class of 1963 with their spouses. It's wonderful to see such a great response by the class in attending.



The dill in my herb garden is so fragrant.




Paul and Ina Sigurdson, along with two of their daughters, Cindy and Patty, just returned from a trip to Iceland. I don't know where in Iceland this was taken, but I do know they had a wonderful time.