Last night I attended the debut performance of the hot new band “Borderline”. (Or, as some might put it, I got sucked into chaperoning the teen dance where Adam’s band had their first gig. But that would be cynical.) The dance, first scheduled for last Friday, was postponed due to a storm and the illness of
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Scratchings in the Dirt
Back to normal (or as close as it gets, anyway)
Things are settling down somewhat since the last post. Stephen still seems OK with his decision to quit his team. He’s taken a bit of flack over it, but nothing that he can’t handle. He has even expressed an interest in music, now that he has some spare time. He spirited Clem’s guitar up to
Now what?
As some of you good readers may have surmised by now, our lives have been revolving around hockey. Well, we’ve hit a crack in the ice. Adam has been out for over a month with a bad knee, and the earliest he can get in to see an orthopedic specialist is February 8, in Medicine Hat. Yes, you read correctly. Medicine Hat. I asked him the other day how he’s going to get
Farewell, good friend
DON PHILLIPS 1957 – 2008The Phillips and the Schraefels have been friends forever. Clem spent lots of time out at the Phillips farm when he was growing up. Donny was just younger than his brother, Norm, andClem, and they all got into lots of trouble together over the years. Donny was diagnosed with cancer in
Merry Christmas from the Schraefels!!
Ho, ho, ho!! Merry Christmas! Hope this finds you all happy and healthy, and not suffering from turkey indigestion. We had a wonderful Christmas celebration at the Schraefel ranch again this year. It was perhaps nicer because we finally got around to doing something with our “porch” (it’s only been just about 12 years since