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Since I moved to my new house three years ago, most of my mornings begin with an hour walk on a route that includes the perimeter of the beautiful Dickinson State University campus. Thursday morning, as I admired the finely manicured grounds, two thoughts came to mind.
Roughrider Days Fair and Expo truly is a rodeo and so much more. This year's event began with a youth rodeo on June 8, got into full swing with the carnival and concluded with last night's fireworks. Roughrider Days is a true community event with something for everyone. Anyone who couldn't find something to do the last two days in Dickinson wasn't looking very hard.
Congratulations to everyone celebrating a class reunion this week, and welcome home to those who live elsewhere and are back to reconnect with your classmates. Thomas Wolfe's novel "You Can't Go Home Again" wasn't written about high school reunions but, for the most part, you can come pretty close by reminiscing with your old chums.
Scandals, cover-ups, half-truths and lies coming from the White House are nothing new to this child of the '60s. Judging by the time spent on CYB (cover your backside), some of the qualifications to be president must be extreme trust, naivety to the point of being laughable or simple incompetence. Let's see. There was President John F. Kennedy's rumored mafia ties, election buying and White House infidelity. There was the escalation of the Vietnam War and rumors of his own infidelity when Lyndon B.
Three of the best mentors I've had are the fathers in my life. Good mentors are folks who you learn from, not so much what they say but more about the way they live their lives. My dad, rest his soul, taught me a man's word is his bond and to treat others like you would want to be treated. I learned from him if you give an honest day's work to your employer, you will never have to worry about making a living. He taught me to say "Yes sir," and "No, ma'am," and never to swear around a woman or child. I was in high school before I found out he even knew how to swear.
I confess that I commit more than my share of the seven deadly sins on a daily, if not hourly, basis. Tuesday morning, topping the list was No. 4, Envy (definition: jealousy; wanting to have what someone has) after reading the story about the State Board of Higher Education voting to remove Chancellor Hamid Shirvani and buying him out of his three-year contract. On Monday, the board took up a proposal Shirvani submitted more than a week earlier to either allow him to continue his three-year contract with "complete autonomy and full support of the board" or buy out his contract.
You don't have to look very far to notice how rapidly our area is growing. Seemingly everywhere you look a new building or business is going up. Still many local and potential businesses are flying in the dark when it comes to what goods and services are needed in our ever changing community. There are as many rumors about potential business as there are businesses that folks want to open in Dickinson.
I didn't serve in our military, though my father spent 24 years in the Army and Air Force. Like most people I have known who served in combat, my father seldom talked about it and I rarely asked. Once, when we were studying about World War II and the Normandy Invasion in school, I asked if he been there. He told me that the only reason I existed, was because he was in the second invasion of Normandy. Almost everyone in the first invasion was killed, and the fact that I was alive depended on his luck of being chosen for the second day.
Iron workers set the signed beam Wednesday morning during the signing of the Steel Ceremony at the new Sanford Health Dickinson Clinic.
I'm not a native North Dakotan so perhaps it is why I admire the state so much. People in North Dakotas are consistent, hardy, hardworking, creative, honest and so much more in making the state such a great place to live. I always thought the quality of North Dakota schools played a huge part in their citizenship.