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 Holabird AdvocateProviding all the news we see fit to print since 2002!Wednesday, November 15, 2006  VOL. V Issue 11KThis is Hunter Mees It has been brought to our attention that a certain amount of confusion exists about Hunter Mees, and our connection to him. It is our hope to clear this up right now. Hunter is an eight year old boy from Alpena, who goes to school in Wessington Springs. He was diagnosed with Hodgins Lymphoma a year ago. He has sense been treated and is currently in remission and will be until we hear differently. Some may have confused Hunter Mees with Hunter Solberg, who lives in Highmore and has health issues as well. We have not reported on Hunter Solberg or his condition because we know nothing about it. If we needed to know something, we'd be told about it. Shannon Walls, mother to Hunter Mees has told us plenty about her son because our Publisher told her that whenever she needed someone to listen to, he be just a computer away. This is not the first time we have used the photo to your left. It may not be the last, although we expect we will get more recent photos when needed. At least we have photos of Hunter. We have yet to see Morgen Hoffman or Brexton Day! Doug Hinkle Plays Smokey Bear Our friends at the Dakota Radio Group report that food left cooking on a stove too long caused some smoke in a Pierre apartment yesterday, which resulted in a call to the Pierre Fire Department. First Assistant Chief Doug Hinkle says the department was called about 11:15 Tuesday morning to 710 West Dakota Avenue. The occupant of one of the apartments in the building had left a frying pan on the stove's burner, which contained food and the smoke that resulted from the burned food set off a fire alarm. As luck would have it, there was no fire. Firemen worked to ventilate smoke from the apartment and adjoining hallway and were at the scene for about forty minutes. North of 40:For Whom the Cell Tolls by Red Green "A friendly smile from a stranger is a sure way to frighten smart people." I want to talk about cellular phones for a minute. In the old days, when you saw somebody walking down the street jabbering away into thin air, you never thought of the word "phone," just the word "cell." Now, we have all these nuts driving around talking on the phone with just one hand on the steering wheel. Sure, in a fit of road rage you've often taken a hand off the wheel to communicate with other drivers, but that was a whole different kind of digital signal. And, these cell phones don't just ring. No, they play little tunes and jingles and go off at the worst times -- like in church. I mean, it's not even your phone, but everybody still turns around to see where it's coming from, and there you are, sound asleep. To me a cell phone is just a leash. And, you'd better come when you're called, or you'll lose your spot as top dog. Whenever I see somebody on a cell phone, they're always alone, talking to somebody as they walk around the room trying to get a clearer signal. I'll tell you how to get a clear signal. Go to the person's house and talk to them. Cell phones are OK in an emergency, but if you use them to communicate with friends and loved ones, you will eventually get disconnected. That'll ruin your weekend, no matter how many free minutes you get. South Dakota Songbook "Smokey the Bear" by Steve Nelson and Jack Rollins, written under license of the U.S. Dept.Off Agriculture to Hill and Range Songs, Inc., Copyright 1952 by Hill and Range Songs, Inc., New York, N.Y. International copyright secured. All rights reserved including the right of public performance for profit. With a Ranger's hat and shovel and a pair of dungarees, you will find him in the forest always sniffin' at the breeze. People stop and pay attention when he tells 'em to beware, 'cause ev'rybody knows that he's the Fire Prevention Bear. Smokey the Bear, Smokey the Bear. Prowlin' and a growlin' and a sniffin' the air. He can find a fire before it starts to flame. That's why they call him Smokey, That was how he got his name. You can take a tip from Smokey that there's nothin' like a tree. 'cause they're good for kids to climb in and they're beautiful to see, you just have to look around you and you'll find it's not a joke, to see what you'd be missin' if they all went up in smoke. Smokey the Bear, Smokey the Bear. Prowlin' and a growlin' and a sniffin' the air. He can find a fire before it starts to flame. That's why they call him Smokey, That was how he got his name. You can camp upon his doorstep and he'll make you feel at home; You can run and hunt and ramble anywhere you care to roam. He will let you take his honey and pretend he's not so smart, but don't you harm his trees for he's a Ranger in his heart. Smokey the Bear, Smokey the Bear. Prowlin' and a growlin' and a sniffin' the air. He can find a fire before it starts to flame. That's why they call him Smokey, That was how he got his name. If you've ever seen the forest when a fire is running wild, and you love the things within it like a mother loves her child, then you know why Smokey tells you when he sees you passing through, "Remember..Please be careful...It's the least that you can do." Smokey the Bear, Smokey the Bear. Prowlin' and a growlin' and a sniffin' the air. He can find a fire before it starts to flame. That's why they call him Smokey, That was how he got his name.
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Hi Jerry,
I'll send you a new picture of Hunter anytime!!! I hope you didn't get any flack for writing about him.. Maybe I'll write that book my dad's been bugging me about and the confusion would be put to an end. I'd have to dedicate an entire chapter just to YOU!!! # posted by
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No flack here, Shannon! Quite the opposiste. People just wanted to know who he was. We get new Readers here all the time and I have to catch them all up.
All of us here at the Holabird Advocate thank you for sharing your son with the world. Hopefully it will help increase the awareness of childhood cancer and maybe make it easier on the next kid. Perhaps bring us that much closer to a cure
Hi again... I'm not sure I ever told you the little story behind this picture. We had just found out about his diagnosis. I was a wreck and became obsessed with taking pictures of him and the rest of my children. Notice how his collar is pulled up? He had become so self-conscious of the lump on the side of his neck that tried to hide it. It's gone now, but every once and awhile I catch him feeling around his neck and ask him whats wrong. He worries they have come back.
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