Thursday, April 15, 2010
Spring
Here are some pics from winter, Easter and this spring in general. It is hard to believe it is almost MAY! I want time to slow down.....I still have a lot to do this school year!! Hope everyone is having a happy spring!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Rage Texting
Once again I am using my blog for school----read if you are interested in teens and texting, or disregard!
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Jesse
I am copying this video for Wendell. Carrie, have Tim watch it. Wendell says he will know why.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Diversity
Hi! I am using my site to bookmark some lessons for school since I don't have frontpage on this computer to change my webpage. Have a great week!!
frontline: a class divided: watch the program PBS
http://www.case.edu/president/aaction/UnpackingTheKnapsack.pdf
frontline: a class divided: watch the program PBS
http://www.case.edu/president/aaction/UnpackingTheKnapsack.pdf
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
This and That
Hi all! It's been awhile. The Anderson household survived Christmas break. RJ got back to St. Louis safely, and Ceci and I celebrated our birthdays a week late because of the weather. It rained on my birthday which has to be a first! School is back in session, when it is not snowing or storming! I can't remember every seeing so much snow around town, at least not since 96-97. Here are a few pics. Take care all!!!
We've spent the wintry days sledding and baking birthday cakes!
I may have a Vikings fan on my hands. Ceci was VERY mad when I was screaming when the Saints beat the Vikings. Congrats to the Saints. What a great Superbowl win!!
Ceci really had fun blowing out the candles. Happy 3rd birthday!!
Great Quote I Want to Remember
~ Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spirtual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude. Denis Waitley"
Friday, February 5, 2010
Daphne
I have been a BAD BLOGGER lately! More to come about birthday weekend, etc..........meanwhile......
Here is a story about a little girl from Britton who was born in Haiti and adopted by Dr. Charlie and Melissa Broberg. Melissa used to be our elementary principal and Charlie is my chiropractor. It is very touching, and Daphne is adorable. Enjoy!!
Here is a story about a little girl from Britton who was born in Haiti and adopted by Dr. Charlie and Melissa Broberg. Melissa used to be our elementary principal and Charlie is my chiropractor. It is very touching, and Daphne is adorable. Enjoy!!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Amen
Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us.
Hebrews 12:1
Hebrews 12:1
Friday, January 8, 2010
Britton Made the News
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
BLIZZARD #2
The second blizzard in a few weeks has arrived! No school today or tomorrow. The exciting news of the day has been that Ceci stuck an M&M in her nose. That's one for the baby book! Stay warm and safe!!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy 2010!!!
Happy 2010! Wendell and I spent NYE with the Azures. It was Carrie's birthday, and Tim hired a DD to drive us from town to town. Jane and Rydell also came along. It was FUN!!! It's always a blast when th Azures are involved! We spend New Years Day at my parent's house, which was also very fun.
Jane and Rydell
You know who!!
Three Amigos!
Carrie and wait now, is it Slumdog Scrap Factor, Carlos, or Tad???????
Ceci is dreaming of a GREAT 2010!!!
Christmas 2009
It was definitely an interesting Christmas!! The blizzard hit here, as it did in many places. Wendell, Ceci, RJ and I stayed home on Christmas Eve and went to church that night as I had to sing in the choir. We stayed home on Christmas Day and spent the time playing dominoes and eating, eating, eating! We had Christmas with the Anderson's in Bristol on Sunday. It was a great Christmas, in spite of the storm. Ceci got a dollhouse and lots of great toys and she had a BLAST!!!
Road closed! This was a street on the north side of town that was closed for a few days after the storm.
Ceci in the snow
Opening gifts at the Anderson Christmas
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Uncle Walt Sckerl
The picture and story below recently appeared in the Britton Journal. My former principal turned newspaper reporter, Marcia Forrester, wrote the story about my uncle Walt. What a story! Thank God for veteran's like him who have served our country!
Many of us have had a Christmas Day we'll never forget and a few of us have had a Christmas Day we'd rather forget, but even fewer of us have had a Christmas we have had nightmares about but are very proud to have been a part of.
This is the story of Christmas on Dec. 24 & 25, 1944, for Marshall County native Walt Sckerl who will never forget that Christmas because of what he did for his country on those two days.
It all began when Walt was 21 years old and volunteered for the U.S. Army. He was assigned to observe the Japanese off the coast of California through a large telescope. When World War II broke out for America on Dec. 7, 1941, after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, the United States military feared the country might be attacked on that shore.
"I decided I didn't want to spend my military career doing that," Walt said, "so I volunteered to be a paratrooper, was sent to Fort Benning, GA, and with 100 other men learned to jump out of planes.
"The training was tough. Only 40 percent of us made it. We had to learn to jump as close to the ground as we could so enemy fire wouldn't kill us. We had to fall 75 feet, open our silk, camouflage chute immediately, tie it up and run."
Walt's first overseas trip took 12 days on a ship with 5000 other men to Casablanca. "Six of us were in one small cabin," he said. "Close quarters doesn't even cover the event."
The French were in command of the African coast and the group traveled the northern section of Africa until they got to their base camp at Tunis.
Walt's first combat experience found him landing on the island of Sicily at 2:30 a.m. with nine parachutists.
"We were met with a lot of German anti-aircraft gunfire which ended up taking one of the motors out of our plane and two of the parachutists were killed on the way down," he said. "I landed in a grape vineyard, thankfully, between two rows of grapes."
But where were the other men? At this point, the only thing the men could use to find each other were their cricket clickers, which they immediately started using. In a few minutes, they all found each other.
Then, they discovered they had been dropped 20 miles behind enemy lines. They hid during the day, moved at night and watched at night where the enemy fire was coming from so they knew which way to go. After six days of no food, they met up with their men, the 456 Parachute FA Division.
"We marched, fought with them and after 30 days captured the island of Sicily, the first enemy land captured in World War II," Walt proudly said. "I continued with this infantry to move north into Italy fighting through mud and rain, cutting phone lines, messing up trails, conquering one mountain after another until we got to the sacred Catholic shrine called the Monte Casino located near the Anzio Beachhead.
"The Germans mowed us down with our whole front forces killed. We surrounded them, but they came in on either side of us and held us there for five months. The US Navy would sneak food and ammo into us at night.
"One of our generals, General Taylor, snuck into Rome to make contact with the Italian underground who they hoped would contact the Pope and get the German army out of the Casino. It was sacred ground and was not to be occupied by either side. It didn't work; so on May 29, 1944, the English and Americans bombed the shrine and destroyed it along with the Germans. We moved on to Rome."
Walt continued his march through Italy and France. On August 15, 1944, Walt was to jump and land near Monaco. "Because my name was the last one in the alphabet," he said, "I jumped after the other eight. The pilot gave us orders to jump too soon. The rest of the men fell in the ocean and drowned. I landed in a tree on a cliff in the Mediterranean Sea. Again, I had to hide during the day, watch where the fighting was and follow that air fire at night. About two days later, I found my troops."
In the meantime, Hitler had recaptured 50 miles of France including Bastogne, the capital of Luxemburg, which had seven roads leading into it. These were the main arteries for the tanks, men and supplies in the German army.
"We joined the 101st Airborne and our orders from General Dwight D. Eisenhower were to recapture the city of Bastogne," Walt quietly said. "The Germans surrounded us for nine days in December, shelling us every day. On Dec. 24, a German major and interpreter came through the lines waving a white flag and told us to surrender or be annihilated.
"Our U.S. Brig. General Anthony McAuliffe answered with the famous line, 'NUTS!' Our unit had 10 rounds of ammo left and no food. We were told not to shoot until we 'could see the whites of their eyes.' The General fired us up with that one word. We became wild men, knocked out three of their 10 tanks and by 8 a.m. on Christmas morning the weather had cleared, the English had dropped ammo and food and we were in control of Bastogne.
"I will never forget that terrible, but wonderful Dec. 25, 1944. General Patton marched in that afternoon with fresh troops, more food and told us we had helped turn the tide of the war. I was never so proud to be a member of the U.S. Army and the United States of America."
The Allied forces had the Germans on the run. Walt's platoon chased them across Germany and ended up in Salzburg, Austria when he heard during roll call, "Sckerl-you're goin' home."
After 400 days in combat and three and a half years overseas, Sckerl was shipped back to the U.S. on a captured Italian ship cramped with GI's.
"Over 500 of us marched off of it at night, because no one could let 500 GI's loose in New York during the day after what they had been through," Walt said with a grin. "Our first meal was a steak. It was delicious!"
The next day the army sent everyone home to their original state and point of induction. Walt went to Fort Snelling, Minnesota. On July 5, 1945, Walt received an honorable discharge and was also presented with a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star for his service career.
He returned to Lake City and managed the elevator there. The next 38 years, he managed elevators in Dallas, SD, Cologne, SD and Plentywood, Montana.
In 1947, Walt married his dear Margie and they had two children: Ronald and Mary Lee. This American hero currently lives at the Greenleaf Assisted Living Center in Sisseton.
Governor Mike Rounds greeted Walt Sckerl of Britton and other veterans at the Aberdeen airport after their Honor Flight trip to Washington, D.C., in October.
Many of us have had a Christmas Day we'll never forget and a few of us have had a Christmas Day we'd rather forget, but even fewer of us have had a Christmas we have had nightmares about but are very proud to have been a part of.
This is the story of Christmas on Dec. 24 & 25, 1944, for Marshall County native Walt Sckerl who will never forget that Christmas because of what he did for his country on those two days.
It all began when Walt was 21 years old and volunteered for the U.S. Army. He was assigned to observe the Japanese off the coast of California through a large telescope. When World War II broke out for America on Dec. 7, 1941, after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, the United States military feared the country might be attacked on that shore.
"I decided I didn't want to spend my military career doing that," Walt said, "so I volunteered to be a paratrooper, was sent to Fort Benning, GA, and with 100 other men learned to jump out of planes.
"The training was tough. Only 40 percent of us made it. We had to learn to jump as close to the ground as we could so enemy fire wouldn't kill us. We had to fall 75 feet, open our silk, camouflage chute immediately, tie it up and run."
Walt's first overseas trip took 12 days on a ship with 5000 other men to Casablanca. "Six of us were in one small cabin," he said. "Close quarters doesn't even cover the event."
The French were in command of the African coast and the group traveled the northern section of Africa until they got to their base camp at Tunis.
Walt's first combat experience found him landing on the island of Sicily at 2:30 a.m. with nine parachutists.
"We were met with a lot of German anti-aircraft gunfire which ended up taking one of the motors out of our plane and two of the parachutists were killed on the way down," he said. "I landed in a grape vineyard, thankfully, between two rows of grapes."
But where were the other men? At this point, the only thing the men could use to find each other were their cricket clickers, which they immediately started using. In a few minutes, they all found each other.
Then, they discovered they had been dropped 20 miles behind enemy lines. They hid during the day, moved at night and watched at night where the enemy fire was coming from so they knew which way to go. After six days of no food, they met up with their men, the 456 Parachute FA Division.
"We marched, fought with them and after 30 days captured the island of Sicily, the first enemy land captured in World War II," Walt proudly said. "I continued with this infantry to move north into Italy fighting through mud and rain, cutting phone lines, messing up trails, conquering one mountain after another until we got to the sacred Catholic shrine called the Monte Casino located near the Anzio Beachhead.
"The Germans mowed us down with our whole front forces killed. We surrounded them, but they came in on either side of us and held us there for five months. The US Navy would sneak food and ammo into us at night.
"One of our generals, General Taylor, snuck into Rome to make contact with the Italian underground who they hoped would contact the Pope and get the German army out of the Casino. It was sacred ground and was not to be occupied by either side. It didn't work; so on May 29, 1944, the English and Americans bombed the shrine and destroyed it along with the Germans. We moved on to Rome."
Walt continued his march through Italy and France. On August 15, 1944, Walt was to jump and land near Monaco. "Because my name was the last one in the alphabet," he said, "I jumped after the other eight. The pilot gave us orders to jump too soon. The rest of the men fell in the ocean and drowned. I landed in a tree on a cliff in the Mediterranean Sea. Again, I had to hide during the day, watch where the fighting was and follow that air fire at night. About two days later, I found my troops."
In the meantime, Hitler had recaptured 50 miles of France including Bastogne, the capital of Luxemburg, which had seven roads leading into it. These were the main arteries for the tanks, men and supplies in the German army.
"We joined the 101st Airborne and our orders from General Dwight D. Eisenhower were to recapture the city of Bastogne," Walt quietly said. "The Germans surrounded us for nine days in December, shelling us every day. On Dec. 24, a German major and interpreter came through the lines waving a white flag and told us to surrender or be annihilated.
"Our U.S. Brig. General Anthony McAuliffe answered with the famous line, 'NUTS!' Our unit had 10 rounds of ammo left and no food. We were told not to shoot until we 'could see the whites of their eyes.' The General fired us up with that one word. We became wild men, knocked out three of their 10 tanks and by 8 a.m. on Christmas morning the weather had cleared, the English had dropped ammo and food and we were in control of Bastogne.
"I will never forget that terrible, but wonderful Dec. 25, 1944. General Patton marched in that afternoon with fresh troops, more food and told us we had helped turn the tide of the war. I was never so proud to be a member of the U.S. Army and the United States of America."
The Allied forces had the Germans on the run. Walt's platoon chased them across Germany and ended up in Salzburg, Austria when he heard during roll call, "Sckerl-you're goin' home."
After 400 days in combat and three and a half years overseas, Sckerl was shipped back to the U.S. on a captured Italian ship cramped with GI's.
"Over 500 of us marched off of it at night, because no one could let 500 GI's loose in New York during the day after what they had been through," Walt said with a grin. "Our first meal was a steak. It was delicious!"
The next day the army sent everyone home to their original state and point of induction. Walt went to Fort Snelling, Minnesota. On July 5, 1945, Walt received an honorable discharge and was also presented with a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star for his service career.
He returned to Lake City and managed the elevator there. The next 38 years, he managed elevators in Dallas, SD, Cologne, SD and Plentywood, Montana.
In 1947, Walt married his dear Margie and they had two children: Ronald and Mary Lee. This American hero currently lives at the Greenleaf Assisted Living Center in Sisseton.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Getting Ready for Christmas-Other Odds and Ends
Wendell, Ceci and I headed to Aberdeen to finish Christmas shopping today. It was really busy, so we didn't waste any time! We have had a busy week, with a cookie exchange at the Azure's last weekend, the Community Christmas Concert, basketball games, and school in general. RJ is home for Christmas, and we are very glad to see him! The Lindenwood U football team lost the national championship game to U of Sioux Falls today, 25-22. Many of the LU fb players live in RJ's dorm, so he would have liked to see them win. Here's to a short week and Christmas vacation!!!
Ceci is happy to hang out with her big brother!
Playing Twister at the Azures!
Such a cute pic, I couldn't resist sharing!
Did I mention I saw a moose east of Sisseton on my way to MPLS? I hear he has been hanging around for the past few months. Too cool!
Friday, November 27, 2009
Next Tiger? Seattle toddler wows them on the links | KOMO News - Seattle, Washington | Eric's Little Heroes
Here is a story about my young cousin, Quentin. His grandmother is my dad's first cousin. Check it out-----he is a pro-golfer at the ripe old age of 2!
Next Tiger? Seattle toddler wows them on the links KOMO News - Seattle, Washington Eric's Little Heroes
Next Tiger? Seattle toddler wows them on the links KOMO News - Seattle, Washington Eric's Little Heroes
Monday, November 16, 2009
Pray for David Christenson
David Christenson, husband of my co-worker Gretchen, and father of RJ's classmate, Margo, was involved in a hit and run accident on Saturday night. He is in Fargo, in stable but critical condition. Thankfully, he is responding to verbal commands and has been taken off the ventilator. Below is the story from Keloland. We pray for his speedy recovery and for his family.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Family Member in the News
I happen to be looking at the KSFY website, and noticed that my uncle's name was in the news! He has written a book about the Dakota Uprising. He had previously written a book about grave stones. Here is a pic and a link to the website. I think there is a video link that is not in place yet. I will post when I get it.
Curtis Dahlin Releases Book At Local Museum
He's an independent historian, author, and photograph historian.
Curtis Dahlin has come out with a new book "The Dakota Uprising: A Pictorial History."
Action News photographer Troy Timmerman was at the Old Courthouse Museum today and caught up with the author who was discussing his new book.
Click the video link for the full story.
If you're interested in purchasing Curtis Dahlin's book you can purchase it at the Old Courthouse Museum.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Family
I had a pretty sad day today. The mother of one of RJ's classmates passed away after a short, courageous battle with cancer, and today was her funeral. She was 47. Sherri was a dynamic, wonderful lady who leaves behind a son in college and an 8th grade daughter. RIP. Their family is in our thoughts and prayers. The community of Britton has had a rough fall---keep us in your thoughts!!
On a happier note, RJ is coming home for Thanksgiving! I am SO excited to see him! Here is a pic of him that I stole from Facebook. I haven't laid eyes on him since August. He says this pic is from one of the Mizzou football games he has attended. I think he is having a good time at college.
On a happier note, RJ is coming home for Thanksgiving! I am SO excited to see him! Here is a pic of him that I stole from Facebook. I haven't laid eyes on him since August. He says this pic is from one of the Mizzou football games he has attended. I think he is having a good time at college.
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