Ken's Korner

We have a problem here in Rainy River that needs to be dealt with.
While the vast majority of dog owners are responsible there are a few that are making life very miserable for the rest of us.

Walking home at lunch on Monday I was astounded how my little Shih Tzu Navy followed the Yellow Brick... well pee... Road home.

Sunday morning my telephone rang at 9 a.m. I picked it up and to my surprise it was my brother Peter.

Just what is the proper way to propose to someone?
Most guys have heard the good old drop to one knee and ask. It is somewhat traditional, but the same thing from guy to guy.

Size matters... well that is at least what I have heard.
Since last New Year's Day I have been dreaming about owning a High Definition Television.

Well if you are reading this then we made it!

As this is only page two, that means I still have most of the paper to put together.

Do not adjust your sets.... oops I mean newspapers.

While Halloween is usually a strange time of year, this week promises to be exceptionally bizarre for me. Anyone who has lived in Rainy River for the past 25 years knows that my mom, Norma-Jean Johnston, loves Halloween. She never ever fails to come up with a new way to scare, trick and treat kids and adults alike at her 203 3rd St. home each Oct. 31st. However, this year she will be notably absent from the scene as she has to go in for some surgery today (Oct. 30th). While I have known my dad to be scary at times, he just won’t cut it as a replacement this year.

On Friday I had the privilege of sitting on a panel at the University of North Dakota’s annual Communicators Day.

Over the weekend I observed my girlfriend’s children expound a large amount of energy and time trying to do nothing.