The winds have calmed, but there could be as much as 2 more inches of snow fall today. At the rate it's falling in Holabird, we passed the two inches mark by noon. Power is out in several South Dakota cities, towns and the rural areas. Holabird, as far as we know still has electricity. The west part of Highmore is without power. All in the Highmore area who needed shelter from the cold were taken to the nursing home and the fire hall. It's been reported that some were taken to shelter against their will.

Some of the so called experts say that using propane grills for heat is not a good idea because it deprives the user of oxygen. Harold Hinkle agrees with that notion. One expert says that the best way to heat the house is to bake cookies. Mary Hinkle says this will not work during a power failure if one has electric oven.

Nick Nemec is wondering how one can measure snow when the wind blows it bare in some spots and there are 8 foot drifts in others. The Holabird Advocate put this question to resident handyman, and Possum Lodge Member, Harold Hinkle. He says that the first thing to do is find an area where the wind isn't blowing (Been in South Dakota long, Harold?). Once this area is found, place a yardstick as far into the snow as possible.

Another method that is not as accurate is a snow catcher. They are available at Keloland.com/. Place the snow catcher outside when it snows. After the snow stops falling (which it will eventually) Melt the snow and put the water into a Keloland rain gauge. Multiply the result by 10, and you have your results. Harold, being a member of Possum Lodge, as the ability to looks outside and eyeball the correct snowfall measurement. He's funny that way.

"O Snowy Night"

Snow snow and more snow. Yes winter is in Holabird. And in the rest of Keloland to hear them tell the story. I'll be glad when sweeps are over. Then their "Blizzard 2005" coverage can cool off until February.

Thanksgiving may have not been the best time to talk about beef. As it happens of those who care, a little more man half would pay for South Dakota Certified Beef. The rest either believe that the beef price is high enough, or the don't want to buy it no matter the price. One guy would even forsake beef for Iowa Chops, and they are good too!

Next month's poll deals with a complaint that Christmas starts to early. I want to explore what you Readers think about this issue. Should we put the tree up on Easter, July 4th, or Halloween? Should we even take the tree down?

Weather permitting, I intend on setting up a UBS Entertainment web site. "All Fiction All The Time!" I'll move "The Jerry Hinkle Program" over there as well. Some folks actually do find it entertaining. It sure isn't news.

Of course, it wouldn't be the Holabird Advocate without my pick for "Person of the Year" for 2005. This years selection was easy, because this man, more than anyone helped the Holabird Advocate grow to overflowing heights.

That's all for this month, See ya'll in December for the 800th post of our little Newsblog!

Closer to Holabird, Nick Nemec was watching the blizzard coverage on Keloland praying that they'd get over in time for "The Price Is Right". God (and Shawn Cable) answered his prayer in the affirmative.

E.E. Hinkle's sliding glass door is frozen shut, making his family wonder what he will do for exercise since he won't be able to open and shut it 30 times in the night. Harold Hinkle disguised his voice as Santa Claus and talked to his granddaughter, Shelby Hinkle, to see if she's been naughty or nice. Justin Hinkle was too scared to go to the phone, however.

Jerry Hinkle risked life and limb in the elements to keep the cattle fed and watered. He also make some pudding for his grandfather. Mary Hinkle only left the house as far as her father-in-law's place, to make sure he was fed and watered. Vegetable soup and hot chocolate were the order of the day. Nothing quite like it to takethe chill out of your bones.

Ron LaFourtune went to feed his cattle and they were nowhere to be found. He later discovered that they were just relaxing in a snow drift. As the kids would say, "They were chillin'!". Ron has his calves consigned for auction, but he is rethinking this possibility in case the buyers don't show up at the sale barn.

The Holabird Advocate Circulation Department reports that pheasant hunting web sites from Iowa have been checking out our little Newsblog. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate were shocked to find out that one could shoot a pheasant in Iowa. Don't those Hawkeyes have their own state bird to shoot at? Let's hope that those Iowans are still able to cross the border in October, and they bring their money with them.

It has come to my attention that some people (and ya'll know who ya are) have been giving my dad a hard time about his afternoon nap. They call him lazy. Now let me just say this, my dad is not lazy, far from it. He works darn hard for that afternoon nap. He doesn't always get it either. Those are the days when some would like to put him to sleep, but that's neither here nor there.

No less a man than Red Green recommends an afternoon nap for middle aged men. "If you have a prayer of staying up past 8:30," Red quips, "You're going to have to take a nap." According to Red, men need that nap to catch up on all the sleep they needed but didn't get when they were younger. And besides, If my dad, at 71, is middle aged, so much the better. I pity the nursing home that deals with him at age 142, but other than that...

I should mention that even I, on the odd occasion, avail myself of a nap. The difference for me, of course, is that I really am lazy.

VOL. IV Issue 11Q
Bar JZ Wins Award
Holabird's own Bar JZ Ranch is one of only 3 ranches in the whole state of South Dakota to receive the American Hereford Association Gold TPR Breeder award. Bar JZ is one of the top polled Hereford ranches in South Dakota and the absolute top Hereford ranch in Holabird. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish to congratulate them on this latest award. It isn't the first and will not be the last.

Holabird Advocate Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, took the bad along with the good on Thanksgiving Day. The Meal at the Come Hahn Inn was top rate as expected. The highlight of the meal was Bonnie Nickleson's "Dalmation Dessert" as Larry Nickleson calls it. The recipe is sure to be sought after by all who love to cook, and eat, good food. So good was this dessert that it had to be hidden so that it could be served with the leftovers for evening vittles. Not a crumb of the dessert was leftover after evening vittles was over.

Jerry walked around the neighborhood in the afternoon. His hands were getting quite chilly in the duration. He discovered that it was 18 degrees outside. He didn't have any gloves. Good thing he had a coat on at least.

Jerry also tried to talk his niece Katlin Pothast into coming over to the Ponderosa and cooking for him, but after an hour of her hitting him over the head, he decided to cook for himself.

Joyce Ferris sure had fun with her Father, E.E. Hinkle at the Ponderosa. He slept through the night the first time, but was back tom-catting the second night. Joyce brought her freshly declawed and neutralized cat along with her for amusement. E.E. Wasn't so amused, so she'll be leaving tomorrow morning.

The actor known as Arnold from "Happy Days" died yesterday of natural causes at his Las Vegas home. Pat Morita is perhaps best known As Mr. Miagi, who taught balance and focus to all who watched him in the "Karate Kid series of movies.

Born in northern California on June 28, 1932 to migrant fruit pickers, Morita spent most of his early years in the hospital with spinal tuberculosis. He later recovered only to be sent to a Japanese-American internment camp in Arizona during World War II. After the war, Morita's family tried to repair their finances by running a Sacramento restaurant. It was there that Morita first showed an interest in a show business career, eventually committing to it full time at the age of 30. He is survived by his wife and three daughters from a previous marriage.

The overflow keeps coming on for Jerry Hinkle. He was going to be content with just him and his grandfather sharing a pound of ground turkey and some instant potatoes. Harold Hinkle reports that Joyce Ferris will be coming over to the Ponderosa to spend time with her father, E.E. Hinkle. It is Joyce's hope that Jerry will feel free to join the Thanksgiving celebration at the Come Hahn Inn. Even without Chocolate Yam Cake, this will be the best Thanksgiving ever for the Hinkle family, or at least in the top 10.

The Holabird Advocate home office will be closed tomorrow in honor of the holiday. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish all of you Readers out there a Happy Thanksgiving!

All right now, let's get one thing straight from the start I detest the expression "Turkey Day". The turkey is not what this day is all about. It's about being thankful for what we've been given, and not given, this year and every year.

It's like that song by Jeff Easter, "Thank You Lord". When he wrote that song, he was not exactly in the best financial shape. He was living with his wife and baby in a run down two room shack. He was still grateful to God for what he had. Jeff Easter had all that he needed. He knew it wasn't much in the eyes of the world, but it was all he needed.

I feel like that. I wouldn't be any happier if I had $1.5 billion in the bank. Sure, my home is not the best, yet it's all I could ever want. I may not always get along with my 103 year old roommate, but until the Heavenly Father evicts him, I could never get along without him. Whenever I am hungry, it is by choice, as there is always so much food around. I may not dress the best either, but as long as I'm not naked, neither I nor the people around me can complain too much.

Last year, one of my nieces brought a friend to thanksgiving dinner. He was such a polite young man. He was always complimenting the food. And he was always thanking us for allowing him to be part of our Thanksgiving celebration. We should always be that way. Not just on Thanksgiving Day, but every other day of the year as well.
South Dakota Songbook

Harold also will not allow corn in the shop for fear that the corn kernels will magically turn into mice. He's seen it happen, or so he claims.

With Thanksgiving just 2 days away, the various members of the Hinkle family are getting ready for the holiday. Darrel and Kristi Hinkle are planning to see her family in Deadwood. Harold and Mary Hinkle are planning to see her family at the Come Hahn Inn. Jerry Hinkle is planning to spend the day with his family at the Ponderosa. Since it'll just be him and his grandfather, E.E. Hinkle, Jerry bought a pound of ground turkey and will make potatoes and gravy with the instant potatoes and canned gravy that is on hand. If only he had the recipe for Ms. Amanda's Chocolate Yam Cake recipe. Then his Thanksgiving would be made.

In the evening, Jerry was thinking of making the cocktail drink that he learned about on "How I Met Your Mother" last night. It's half cranberry juice and half potato vodka, with cube of turkey bullion. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish to remind our courageous, dynamic Publisher that, on the show, Lily vomited after drinking that mess, and he might do the same.

All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish to extend our heartfelt sympathy and condolences to the family of Dr. John Myers. His sister-in-law, Lucille Myers, and niece, Roxie Goehring just happen to be two of our most valuable readers.

Mr. Myers went to a Sioux Falls Hospital because something was wrong with him that they he thought an operation would help. Long story short, it didn't help. He's in God's hands now, and that will help. His troubles are all over now. His family's troubles are just starting. They will get through those troubles the same way he did, by relying on God.

Harold Hinkle reports that his sister, Mavis Kennedy, has managed to get her husband, George Kennedy, back home and resting comfortably after knee surgery. It will be a while before George is 100%, but he can already go up and down 3 steps. Before too long, he'll be a kicker for the Broncos.

With a 30 point buck on the loose in the Holabird area, Deer hunters from all over are combing the countryside with visions of venison for the thanksgiving table. Ron Lafourtune's Railroad buddy, Tim, is among that number. He and his hunting party have 12 deer licenses, and only 6 tags filled so far.

It's that time once again. The San Jose State University "Dark and Stormy Night" awards. Every year, SJSU gives awards to "The worst way to start a novel" This year A 43-year-old quantitative analyst for Microsoft Great Plains is the winner . A resident of Fargo, North Dakota, McKay is currently visiting China, perhaps to escape notoriety for his dubious literary achievement. His entry, extolling a subject that has engaged poets for millennia, may have been inspired by Roxie Hart of the musical "Chicago." Complaining of her husband's ineptitude in the boudoir, Roxie laments, "Amos was . . . zero. I mean, he made love to me like he was fixing a carburetor or something."
The competition honors the memory (if not the reputation) of Victorian novelist Edward George Earl Bulwer-Lytton (1803-1873). The goal of the contest is childishly simple: entrants are challenged to submit bad opening sentences to imaginary novels. Although best known for "The Last Days of Pompeii" (1834), which has been made into a movie three times, originating the expression "the pen is mightier than the sword," and phrases like "the great unwashed" and "the almighty dollar," Bulwer-Lytton opened his novel Paul Clifford (1830) with the immortal words that the "Peanuts" Beagle Snoopy plagiarized for years, "It was a dark and stormy night."
The contest began in 1982 as a quiet campus affair, attracting only three submissions. This response being a thunderous success by academic standards, the contest went public the following year and ever since has attracted thousands of annual entries from all over the world.

VOL. IV Issue 11L
Cold Snap Freezes Ponderosa Water
Temperatures dropped, the wind picked up, but the snow fall was not much. In fact the ground soaked up all the snow in the Holabird area. With an overnight low of 6 degrees, it was pretty chili. It was so cold that the only place with water was E.E. Hinkle's place. It took Harold and Jerry Hinkle quite a while to thaw out the livestock water tanks, but the house took even longer. Tank heaters are in place to help keep this from happening again too soon.
Holabird Woman in Head-on Crash
An accident near Pierre sent three people to the hospital this morning. One of them was Susan Roshau of Holabird. The head-on crash happened about three miles east of Pierre on Highway 14 near Dell Acres around 7:30 a.m. The crash occurred when an SUV driven by Mrs. Roshau of Holabird was traveling westbound and she swerved to miss an animal in the roadway. Her vehicle then entered into the eastbound lane where it collided with a car driven by Thomas Sogaard of Pierre. Sara Sween of Pierre was a passenger in the Sogaard vehicle. Mrs. Roshau’s SUV came to a stop in the ditch and Sogaard’s car ended up along the south shoulder of the roadway. The Pierre Rescue Squad’s jaws of life was used at the accident scene, but says all three people involved in the crash were wearing their seatbelts, so injuries to all three were not life threatening. The victims were taken to St. Mary’s Hospital by ambulance with early reports indicating that Sogaard sustained minor injuries, Sween had possible broken bones and Roshau received facial trauma in the crash. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate sure hopes that Mrs. Roshau heals quickly.
George Kennedy Gets Knee Replaced
Sometime today, George Kennedy had an artificial knee put in. He and wife, Mavis Kennedy, went to Rapid City yesterday to get ready for the replacement surgery. It was reported that their daughter Connie Hopkins was going along with them. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish George and his brand new knee get along.

UBS meteorologist, Storm Chaser saw no moisture in Holabird's future last week. On Saturday afternoon, however, the Ponderosa got .20 of an inch of rain, or as Harold Hinkle called it, "a North Hyde Flood". Tonight there is a chance of snow tonight, but Harold doesn't think that it will happen.

Just in case the snow does fly tonight, the Hinkles decided to start weaning the calves this morning. The separation was a little easier than it has been. The weaning continues tomorrow so that the calves will be calm by Thanksgiving Day.

The party theme was "Madagascar" for the 4th Birthday of Justin "Buddy" Hinkle. No rocket boots for this boy genius. He made do with a cake, some ice cream, and several dollars worth of toys, some of which are still not broken. The toy companies say they are not for children under 3, but a 4 year old can wear them out. Meanwhile when Jerry, Doug, and Darrel Hinkle were that age all they had was a plastic squeaky cat, which is still at E.E. Hinkle's house. The cat doesn't squeak anymore, but it's still in one piece. Toy's were built to last back then.

Mary Hinkle has started roasting the turkey for the dinner tomorrow. Ellen Wheelhouse is in charge of the potatoes. Both ladies do excellent work inthis regard. The church should be thankfull that they have two such wonderful servants.

I listen to the Country Music Station in the morning, but only because the others are all talk. There are a few songs that I am tired of. Right now, my #1 pet peeve is that "Billy's got his beer goggles on". Yet the song has brought up that truth from my own youth, "Too much of anything is bad for you."

My father pointed out to me earlier this month that one can not get drunk on 6 oz. of beer. Well, he doesn't anyway. As for myself, there are plenty of things that I indulge in that is more than 6 oz. worth. I could stop at 6 oz. of ice cream, or beef, or anything else.

Everytime that the Thanksgiving holiday season rolls around, I think of those who haven't got it as good as I do. In the world, even in this country, there may be people who don't get as much 6 oz. of food per day. If only I could share it. I really would if I could.

Today I feel bad about my great good fortune. Tomorrow, I will eat like a chain gang on a day pass. Will I feel guilty about it. Yes, but not until afterwards. It's easy to talk about limiting oneself to 6 .oz of any one food. One can even talk of drinking 6 oz. of beer, or smoking just 6 oz. of cigarettes (or something else). It's another thing to do it. If any of you Readers out there can do it, you have my respect, because I'm not that strong.

School was closed today. The mail didn't go out. Nobody could even make a deposit at the bank. And yet, there are some folks who were out there doing their bit for the American Way. The UPS driver was out today. Kristi Hinkle is in Gettysburg doing her duty as an EMT. Mary Hinkle is delivering care baskets to area shut-ins. Harold Hinkle, one of the veterans that we celebrate today was building fence today like he has been doing all week. In fact we have fighting men and women doing their bit for America all over the world. We get the day off while they get the day on. What a Country!

Jerry Hinkle, Holabird Advocate Publisher, received an interesting invitation from a Mr. Douglas Wiken. He is starting up a network of blogs called SD Bloglist. He claims that it isn't meant to replace SD 123 (which according to some folks could use replacing). Realistic blogs by Real South Dakotans. Not a bad philosophy. Besides anyone who wants to promote the Holabird Advocate is welcome to it. You can read our profile at sodakbloglist.blogspot.com/ . This link is also available at our Free-for-All Links page.

To post a comment, simply click the press time by our Publisher's signature on that particular edition. Then scroll down and click the link. It's easy to find. Mr. Epp wasn't even looking for it when he found it. And even though he disagrees with Mr. Epp's divine assessment of our Publisher, he wishes to thank him for the compliment.

Despite the fact that Elly May Clampett, Ginger Grant, or Mary Ann will not be seen on it, the Dish that Mary Hinkle installed at the Ponderosa is working out about average. The Hinkles discovered that the TV has to be on channel 60 to get reception from the Dish. And Jerry Hinkle discovered that Fraser Crane has a brother, and that his dead father just looks that way. Jerry also learned about a show called "What's Happening!!" that takes place in the Sanford house, but Fred and Lamont aren't there. Harold has discovered that CMT has more advertising that music videos. In fact they have more advertising that the broadcast channels. All of the Hinkles have noticed that the "local stations" still have the best programs.

UBS meteorolgist, Storm Chaser, reports 40+ mph winds around the Holabird area. This explains the dust storm that cropped up late this afternoon. All of us at the Holabird Advocate are asking ourselves "Is this November?". Storm also reports that no rain or snow is predicted for the next week.

Early this morning, a crew came in from Aberdeen to install a Dish 60 system for Mary Hinkle. Yes, for Mary the blessings just keep on coming. The curse doesn't kick in until she has to pay for it. The good news is, now the Hinkle family can watch "Deadwood" on HBO. That is, they think they can. They have to find it first. Jerry Hinkle is also looking for "Beverly Hillbillies", "Gilligan's Island", "Gunsmoke", and "Bonanza"

Joyce Ferris left the Ponderosa without getting her big brother, Harold Hinkle, interested in metal detecting. Harold's wife, Mary Hinkle, has found the perfect hobby for him though. It is Watching television. She is getting set to have a dish installed with 60 channels. Right now the Ponderosa has 3-5 channels, depending on the weather.
Ponderosa Gets Wet Again
It doesn't seem like that long ago that Harold Hinkle was worried about having drunk people around the Ponderosa am in his new camper. Friday afternoon, He and Mary Hinkle borrowed the Come to Jesus Taxicab to take Agnes Hahn to Pierre. While there, Harold picked up a case of beer. When they returned home, the Reverend Jerry Hinkle discovered the devil's brew was being transported in a holy car. Jerry was shocked, not only that Harold bought beer, but that it was Busch Light. It must be just the one Bush that he doesn't like.
Jerry just looks at Harold and shakes his head. "What would your Grandma say?" he asks. Harold quickly fires back, "Bring me one too, and make it a tall and cold one!". To Harold's credit, he does share his beer. He and Mary split one to drink with tomato juice. And they both stop there, so not too much harm is done. It improves Harold's mood, too. You'd think Jerry would at least appreciate that.
God's Instrument - The Story of Squanto
Submitted by Marla McGeorge
As Thanksgiving seems to be disappearing --- I've noticed Halloween decor is staying up longer and longer. It seems to be becoming politically incorrect to celebrate Columbus Day (aka @ the McGeorge house as "The Day the Indians Discovered Columbus") or Thanksgiving. God always meant the First Nations and the whites to be in unity --- to respect each others gifts and Anointings --- but of course Satan tries (way to successfully) to pervert that relationship. But let's not let Thanksgiving be forgotten --- let's give God thanks for Squanto and the tribe that helped the pilgrims. Let's give thanks for the unity they had and the party they had (3 days of feasting, games and praise) --- and let's give thanks for what God intends to use us all for today. Have a HAPPY THANKSGIVING! GLORY TO GOD AND THANK YOU LORD
Most of us know the story of the first Thanksgiving--at least, we know the Pilgrim version. But how many of us know the Indian viewpoint? No, I'm not talking about some revisionist, politically correct version of history. I'm talking about the amazing story of the way God used an Indian named Squanto as a special instrument of His providence. Historical accounts of Squanto's life vary, but historians believe that around 1608--more than a decade before the Pilgrims arrived--a group of English traders sailed to what is today Plymouth, Massachusetts. When the trusting Wampanoag Indians came out to trade, the traders took them prisoner, transported them to Spain, and sold them into slavery. It was an unimaginable horror. But God had an amazing plan for one of the captured Indians--a boy named Squanto. Squanto was bought by a well-meaning Spanish monk, who treated him well and taught him the Christian faith. Squanto eventually made his way to England and worked in the stables of a man named John Slaney. Slaney sympathized with Squanto's desire to return home, and he promised to put the Indian on the first vessel bound for America. It wasn't until 1618--ten years after Squanto was first kidnapped--that a ship was found. Finally, after a decade of exile and heartbreak, Squanto was on his way home. But when he arrived in Massachusetts, more heartbreak awaited him. An epidemic had wiped out Squanto's entire village. We can only imagine what must have gone through Squanto's mind: Why had God allowed him to return home, against all odds, only to find his loved ones dead? A year later, the answer came. A shipload of English families arrived and settled on the very land once occupied by Squanto's people. Squanto went to meet them, greeting the startled Pilgrims in English. According to the diary of Pilgrim Governor William Bradford, Squanto "became a special instrument sent of God for [our] good...He showed [us] how to plant [our] corn, where to take fish and to procure other commodities...And was also [our] pilot to bring [us] to unknown places for [our] profit, and never left [us] till he died." When Squanto lay dying of a fever, Bradford wrote that their Indian friend "desir[ed] the Governor to pray for him, that he might go to the Englishmen's God in heaven." Squanto bequeathed his possessions to the Pilgrims "as remembrances of his love." Who but God could so miraculously convert a lonely Indian and then use him to save a struggling band of Englishmen? It is reminiscent of the biblical story of Joseph, who was also sold into slavery--and whom God, likewise, used as a special instrument for good. Squanto's life story is remarkable, and we ought to make sure our children and grandchildren learn about it. Sadly, most books about Squanto omit references to his Christian faith. But I'm delighted to say that Eric Metaxas has written a wonderful children's book called Squanto and the Miracle of Thanksgiving. I highly recommend it. It will teach your kids about the "special instrument sent of God" who changed the course of American history.

VOL. IV Issue 11D
Herseth and Sibby Agree on Something
South Dakota Representative, Stephanie Herseth, voted in favor of a bill that would have excluded blogs, e-mails and other Internet communications, from Federal Election Commission regulation. Regrettably however, the bill didn't pass. Herseth says the Internet helps candidates who don't have major donors or help from interest groups. As it happens, One of South Dakota's most prominent bloggers wants the FEC to keep its hands off his pastime. Steve Sibson of Mitchell writes the conservative blog "Sibby Online." He says that he supported the failed bill, as all Americans who treasure free speech should.
Volesky Starts Governor Run

As Rounds Retains Popularity
Once again Democrat Ron Volesky will formally announce his candidacy for South Dakota Governor today. The Huron lawyer and former state lawmaker failed in a bid for the Democratic nomination for Governor in 2002 and later lost in the general election to Republican Larry Long in the Attorney General's race. However, a recent survey done by a national group showed Governor Mike Rounds one of the top five highest rated governors in the months of September and October. The SurveyUSA study tracked the approval rating of governors from all states and Rounds rated at the top of the list in September and ranked third behind North Dakota Governor John Hoeven and Connecticut Governor Jodi Rell in October. Rounds rating in SurveyUSA polls has been at seventy percent or higher since May of this year.

I'm a very open minded man as most things go. I'll admit that I thought the choice of peanut butter as a substitute to ketchup made me skeptical. But I tried it last night. I made 2 burgers, spreading PB on the bun of one, the burger on the other. It sure melted pretty good, and the taste was not too bad at that. It wasn't exactly the best burger I ever had either. Tonight, I will try the same but also with ketchup to see if that makes any difference. I wouldn't recommend this to anyone with a peanut allergy, but if you're a Carnivore like me, and you want to try out something new, go for it.

That was a fantastic show! And it was great to finally get to meet Greg! It was wonderful to see Amanda (pictured Right courtesy of The Ditty Bops, thanks Ladies) and Abby again too, they did so well and the crowd loved them. I'm so happy they got such a great response here in my hometown. I love the sound system at the Newport too. It was a really fantastic show though!

The courageous, dynamic Publisher of South Dakota Magazine, Bernie Hunhoff, was in the hot seat on the WNAX radio show "Friendly Fire". Even though our own Jerry Hinkle would have rather been doing anything else, he was fixing fence on the Ponderosa. Jerry did tune the pickup radio to 570, and heard a good portion of the show. It had been a long time since Jerry had listened to "Friendly Fire", and he expected that Ben Hanten would turn it into a fluff piece. But guess what? No Ben Hanten. Things went well without him. It was very friendly and very little fire. Perhaps it was a good thing that Mr. Hunhoff was not elected Governor back in 1998. He may not be so well loved by so many as he is today. Jerry could do worse than to be like him should the Holabird Advocate last 20 years.

Leanne Hoffman somehow got the idea that her cousin, Holabird Advocate Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, can't keep a secret. Someone with her reputation for gossip is one to talk, but there you are. Needless to say, Jerry is sitting an a pretty big secret right now, and he hasn't told anyone at all. It'll stay that way until Monday. Leanne knows the same secret, and she's told half the county already. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate want to know one thing (besides this big secret, that is). In this particular story, which is the pot, which is the kettle, and which one is the blackest? OK, that's three things

Character actor Lloyd Bochner died earlier this week. He was not very famous, but he had 2 noted roles. Early in his career he played Mr. Chambers in "To Serve Man," one of the most popular episodes of "The Twilight Zone". His swan song, if you could call it that, was playing Cecil Colby on the TV show "Dynasty". That character died during sex with Joan Collins as Alexis. Nice work if you can get it, we should all be so lucky. Lloyd Bochner, dead at 81.

We have just got word that if anyone out there knows of any cool small theaters or nifty venues that The Ditty Bops (pictured left, courtesy of their web site, thanks Ladies)might like to play in. They would like to do a tour of all-ages, smoke-free, awesome places. Holabird Advocate Publisher Jerry Hinkle has suggested that the Ponderosa might do nicely. It is his hope that they will get back to him soon. His exact words were "Have your people call my people! We'll talk we'll do lunch." Of course, he's not waiting with sandwiches by the phone for a reply. The date he has in mind is July 22, 2007, which is E.E. Hinkle's 105th birthday. Maybe he'll get out of bed if they play "Wake Up".

Anyone else in South Dakota who would like to book The Ditty Bops, and meets with their requirements, could please contact the Holabird Advocate home office.

The plan to use South Dakota's old Governor's Residence as a museum has apparently fallen through. A committee formed to donate the former mansion for a public use decided two weeks ago to give the former governor's mansion to a Pierre couple for use as a museum. But the panel will meet again tomorrow -- and the first item on the agenda is to discuss the withdrawal of the proposal from the Pierre couple. Dwane Clodfelter and his wife, former state legislator Patti de Hueck Clodfelter, had planned to use the old mansion as a museum next to a restaurant they plan to open next spring on the eastern edge of Pierre. The old structure has been stored for nearly two years after it was moved to make way for a new governor's mansion that was built entirely with solicited funds. This may mean that the former mansion could be sold as state surplus. Exactly why the plan fell through has not been reported.

Despite peanut allergies running rampant, peanut butter is becoming a popular condiment for hamburgers all across the county. Is it the next big thing? Holabird Advocate's courageous, dynamic Publisher will try a peanut butter burger tomorrow night. No pickles, no lettuce, not even ketchup. Just beef and peanut butter. He'd better have a drink to wash it down.

VOL. IV Issue 11A
E.E. Hinkle Joins Pepsi Generation
Joyce Ferris had parents that taught her how to share. In fact, she offered to split a can of Pepsi with her 103 year old father, E.E. Hinkle. He snorted and said, "I don't drink that stuff!" Last night however, after Joyce had gone to bed 2 cans of Pepsi were sitting on the table. They were both opened and emptied. Some kindly of a brown liquid was found in E.E.'s drinking glass on the kitchen table. We don't need CSI to tell us what it is either. E.E. Is famous for saying "Water is good enough for me.", yet there were four bottles full of water on the same kitchen table that he did not touch. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wonder if he'll drink Coke if it's put in the fridge. E.E. Did say that he would have preferred orange soda.

E.E. has also admitted that he may have broken a rib in last Friday's fall. He has been kinda tender on the one side.
Hearing for State Fair
South Dakotans can give their input today at a hearing in Huron on a plan to shorten the state fair from eight days to five. Under the proposal, the annual event would start on the Thursday before Labor Day and end on Labor Day. Agriculture Secretary Larry Gabriel supports the plan and will attend the hearing. Fair Manager Susan Hayward says she's concerned about whether all the events can fit into five days.
Lethal Shock to Baptist Preacher
A Baptist pastor has died after being electrocuted while performing a baptism at his church in Waco, Texas. The accident happened on Sunday, October 3, when Kyle Lake, pastor of University Baptist Church and the author of two recent books, was electrocuted during a Sunday morning baptismal service. Lake, 33, was partially submerged while performing the Sunday morning baptism to a crowd of over 800. He was electrocuted after grabbing a microphone so the crowd could hear him speak. The woman he was baptizing was not injured. Lake was the pastor for the last seven years at UBC and is the author of two books, Understanding God's Will and the new release Understanding Prayer.