The students of Intro to Public Service got a pleasant surprise when after most, if not all, of them aced the Chapter 7 quiz. They were to be paid a visit by Senator George Stanley McGovern, Esquire himself. The Senator Emeritus was scheduled to arrive at 9, but was slightly late, due to his being very sought after for media quotes. He never knows when CNN or someone is going to call and ask for his reaction to something. Rough life, eh? No wonder his phone number is not listed in the White Pages.

One of the students is the grandson of a former student of McGovern when he was a teacher at DWU. Talk about legacy! Senator McGovern even offered to autograph the textbook for those inclines to accept. Many, including our Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, were so inclined. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate are curious when that will show up on E-bay. Perhaps Jerry should wait until he's the one CNN calls for comments, then autograph the book himself. We're talking major some bank here!

Holabird Advocate Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, has decided almost at the last minute, to take the Hansen's up on their offer of a ride up to Hyde County for the long weekend, at least as far as the Come Hahn Inn. It's only been a week and a half, but Jerry is ready for a vacation. He'll bring some homework along in case he has trouble sleeping.

No Word from Culver's Yet. Jerry is starting to wonder if they're giving him the old snow job. He called them this afternoon. They still haven't made a decision.

"Uncle Jake" Bisbee wrote to me complaining about this new TV show that has "celebrities" riding bulls. You know, Vanilla Ice, Leif Garrett, and that dude who lied about his dead grandmother on "Survivor". He told me he had no idea theses people were still alive, so why should he care if they get gored to death.

SO FROM OUR NEW HOME OFFICE IN MITCHELL, SOUTH DAKOTA! HERE ARE THE TOP TEN CELEBRITIES WE'D LIKE TO SEE RIDE A BULL ON TELEVISION

1. Paris Hilton (Uncle Jake would like to see her hold her funny looking little dog while she does it, but I think that's too cruel, to the bull)

2. Lindsey Lohan (Uncle Jake says she should do this only if she's drunk, that way she can go to a real hospital next time)

3. Donald Trump ( He can sure shoot the bull, eh?)

4. Rosie O' Donnell ( she'll want in if Trump does it!)

5. George Clooney

6. Brad Pitt

7. Keanu Reeves

8. Madonna

9. Harry Potter

10. Jerry Hinkle( How did I get in there? Sorry Uncle Jake, I'm not famous, or stupid, enough to do that!

You always hear about people who belong to clubs or organizations, and they have problems with something, or they point out where some aspects of the operation are unsatisfactory, and they ultimately get put in charge of a committee, or even become president of the association. There's a lesson here. Keep quiet. Be satisfied. Even if it means lowering your standards. I think the same rule can be applied to relationships. Now some people feel that when one partner finds fault with some aspect of the living arrangements, it's really a demand for the other person to solve the problem. I don't see it that way. I have more of a Country Club approach. I consider any complaint to be that person's way of asking for permission to make improvements. Do you see how that can reduce arguments and simplify life? I never cringe when my wife complains about the color of the living room, because I interpret that as her asking for permission to paint it. And the answer is "Absolutely, Honey. Knock yourself out. Whatever makes you happy." It's also the reason I never complain about anything.

Next up was Philosophy of Life with Dr. Marvin Miller. There are 6 books that are required reading in that class, and Jerry has them all, so that's good. The first assignment is to read pages 9-58 in "Man's Search For Meaning" by Viktor Frankl. The author is a survivor of the Holocaust. The class also watched a film about the Holocaust. It was quite gruesome, but the bad things in life are like that. Among the assignments here are a 7-8 page double spaced research and reaction paper on a person, group, or movement that represents a contemporary philosophy of life. Students are also called on to write a 2-3 page paper on their own philosophy of life Dr. Miller is something of a legend at this institution. It is not hard to see why!

The Holabird Advocate Circulation Department reports getting a hit from someone that has a computer at http://www.uscourts.gov/ . They were searching for "jerry hinkle blog" and it looks like they found it. Now we know where all the judges get their wisdom. Either that, or they read this Newsblog to get rid of some wisdom. We sure don't object either way!

Jerry Hinkle has paid the rent on McGovern Hall up to the end of September. The Landlord has been very understanding, and hoped that it wasn't too much of a stretch. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate are still hoping that God will come through with Culvers or something else soon. Keep on praying!

As I started to read my assignment for Philosophy of Life, it makes one wonder if we as a human race will ever learn. Many empires and nations have dealt harshly with people of the Jewish faith. They all went down to a very bitter defeat, eventually.

This works for everyday things in life too. Nobody ever picks up a hot cup of coffee the same way twice. They sure never fall in love the same way either. That is, unless they never learn from the past. It's said that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing with the anticipation of a different result each time. I tend to believe it

His first Class is intro to Theater. The instructor, Professor Daniel Miller, prefers that his students call him "Dan". He seems nice, a real fun guy. He announced that auditions for "Deathtrap", a comedic murder mystery, are coming up. Getting involved with production means extra credit, which never hurts. It hasn't escaped Jerry's notice that there is an ocean of lovely ladies to interact with. It's not all acting. Dan wants the students to learn how to write reviews. Something more substantial than "It sucks!" The reviews are to be written in something called Number 12 Times New Roman Font and double spaced. Jerry doesn't know what that means, but he will soon.

Next is World History with Professor Sean Flynn. He has the standard History textbook for the class, and another that tells the story of Martin Guerre, which we'll be read in November we believe. There will be an open book test on the book on thew Monday before Thanksgiving. Professor Flynn seems nice as well.

Pastor Brandon Vetter teaches the final class of the day, Classics in Christian Thought. He's a real swell guy. The class, however, is a 380, and tough. There are several books that are required reading for this class. The first book in the series is not available at the Campus Bookstore. Hopefully Mary Hinkle can locate it on Amazon and zap it to him so he can get it read before too long. Jerry doesn't have an account with Amazon, so it will be difficult for him. During the course of the semester there are 13 two page papers that are to reflect the assigned reading using something called Microsoft Word. Once again , Jerry doesn't know what that is, but he's better be for finding out.

Jerry Hinkle braved the 97 degree heat to Culver's, where he had a 2:30 appointment with Kristy. He made a few wrong turns and just about didn't make it on time. Jerry believes it went well. She said she would call when the decision was made. Jerry has his phone on constantly as a result. He was also hoping to hear from Country Kitchen, but nothing so far.

It appears that Ken, Joan and Anne Hansen are going to be going through Mitchell on their way to see Agnes Hahn at the Come Hahn Inn for the Labor Day Weekend. Ken has offered to pick up our Publisher on the way over so he can see the home folks. As nice as that sounds, he's waiting on word from Culver's before he gets too excited about the possibility of seeing Hyde County again. The last time he said "Good bye" to his grandmother, he almost started to cry.

Gone are the days when free food and entertainment flowed freely. The University had quite a few picnics and get togethers this weekend. That's all over now. Free bowling is done as well. Jerry Hinkle pulled his bowling average up from 57 to 67 this weekend. Still not good enough to get on the team with John and Dave Zilverberg.

The Corn Palace Festival is over with as well. Jerry was able to sneak in at the tail end to see the headliners, but "Weird Al" was a mild disappointment. Jerry did see his cousin, Matt Semmler, and his wife coming out of the show. There were a lot of home folks at The Oak Ridge Boys. Duane and Kitty Johnson brought his brother and her sister. Jerry also saw Jim and Carol Faulstich, Merv and Doris Mewes, and Helen Huey. Terry O' Brien and his wife were there as well. They asked if Harold and Mary Hinkle were down as well. They weren't, of course

A DWU Student ID can still get some good discounts. They get one in free to all the school functions. One can even get fuel at a 5 cent per gallon discount at the M-H station. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate are sure there are many way to use the ID. Before long Jerry will have them all down pat. In the meantime keep praying. Jerry has had quite a few "what the ___ am I doing here" moments but he has managed to keep it all together. He'd better, It's only the first day for goodness sake!

1916-2007

Services for Marion "Mac" Maginnis are 2 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 25 at Holy Spirit Catholic Church in Fairfield. A native of Highmore, S.D., he lived in Solano County since 1966 where he worked for Moore Tractor Company of Fairfield for 17 years, retiring in 1983. He was a member of the Board of Directors of Solano Irrigation District 1988-2003 and Board President for the last 13 years, a more than 50-year member of The Masonic Lodge and was a Past Master. He also held memberships in The Scottish Rite, Royal Arch and I.O.O.F. A Navy Veteran of World War II, he enlisted on December 8, 1941, as a radio technician, second class, and volunteered for submarine service and spent the war years on submarines in the Pacific making seven war patrols. He was honorably discharged in November of 1945 as chief radio technician. Marion operated his own garage and farm equipment business from 1946 to 1965. He is survived by his wife of 65 years, Bette, of Fairfield; daughters and their husbands, Ann and William Lafair of Tracyton, Wash., Jane and Wendell Potter of Sacramento, Amy Maginnis-Honey and husband, Jim, of Suisun City, and Julie and Steve Vucuverich of Suisun; two sons, John and his fiancee, Alicia, of Fairfield, and James and wife, Kathryn, of Virginia; one sister, Ina Mae Meininger of Oak Harbor, Wash.; 14 grandchildren; and five great-grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his parents and three sisters. Burial will be private in Fairmont Mausoleum, Fairfield, with Bryan-Braker Funeral Home handling the affairs. Memorials preferred to Shriner's Hospital, P.O. Box 21-4477, Sacramento, Calif., 95821-0477.
Reprinted from material published in the Daily Republic on 8/23/2007.

For our Readers, It looks like a spike in literacy. 67 % of them plan to read a book rather than watch TV. A distant second is watching the Presidential debates at 22%. The rest will watch skinny Japanese people eat their weight in hot dogs.

She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine

When her prince pulled up, a white pickup truck

Her folks should of seen it comin' it was only just a matter of time

Plenty old enough, and you can't stop love.

She stuck a note on the screen door "Sorry but I got to go"

That was all she wrote, her mama's heart was broke

That was all she wrote, so the story goes

(Chorus)

Now her daddy's in the kitchen starin' out the window, scratchin' and a rackin' his brains

How could 18 years just up'n and walk away?

Our little pony-tail girl grown up to be a woman

Now she's gone in the blink of an eye

She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line

Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday mornin'

Nothing quite like this has happened here before

Well he must have been a looker, a smooth talkin' son of gun

For such a grounded girl to just up and run

Course you can't fence time, and you can't stop love

(2nd Chorus) Now all the bittys in the beauty shop gossip goin' non stop

Sippin on pink lemonade How could 18 years just get up and walk away?

Our little pony-tail girl grown up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye

She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line

YEEEHOO!

(3rd chorus) She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window

And they're headed up to Vegas tonight

How could 18 years just get up and walk away?

Our little pony-tail girl grown up to be a woman

Now she's gone in the blink of an eye

She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line

She left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line

She was in the backyard, say it was a little past nine

When her prince pulled up, a white pick up truck

Plenty old enough, and you can't stop love

No you can't fence time, and you can't stop love---

It took some time, but Jerry applied at all of the places mentioned previously, once he found them. He walked to Taco John's, but drove to Culver's, Country Kitchen, and Radio Shack. The folks at Country Kitchen were especially nice. The manger actually talked to Jerry and assured him that his handwriting, the bane of his existence, would not be held against him. He even made sure that he had Jerry's correct phone number. The manager let Jerry fill out an application at an out of the way table. while there, one of the waitresses, an Angel of Mercy, gave him a glass of ice water. Jerry didn't know what they charged for that, but he gave the waitress a dollar tip. Turns out ice water is free. The manager would that liked to talk to Jerry further, but he was pressed for time because he was supplying meals to the Corn Palace entertainment for that evening.

Clarence at the Success Center told Jerry that even though the servers at Country Kitchen only make $3.25/hour plus tips, they come out ahead of the Host, who pulls down $7/hour. He also suggested to apply at Chef Louie's as a server. Jerry ate there once and remembers the experience well. Still he hopes it doesn't come to that.

Kristy at Culver's called Jerry at the Home Office to set up an interview. It will be on Monday at 2:30 pm. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate hope that around that time you will pray that if it is God's will that this door will open as well.

Someone at Taco John's has logged on and read our little Newsblog as well. This could be a case of overflow if we're not careful!

I started getting e-mails from folks around the region telling me that a cyber squatter was using my SD Watch Man identity to launch a new blog. Ugh. I want your great readers to know that I don't have a thing to do with this new blog. A little bit about my life since I left the blogosphere. I wrote a book, got cancer, got divorced and moved into an apartment that is so small I have to go out to come in.I am looking forward to the Rounds - Johnson Senate race and find the posturing on Sen. Johnson's behalf very interesting.The Argus Leader continues its downward slide but I have given up on any chance the Randall Beck will ever be responsive to readers' concerns. His ego is bigger than mine (and that's saying something). My sworn enemy, Sibby, continues to produce a blog that is so boring that I have just stopped reading it . I still read the posts of the Apple Dumpling Gang but now that their stars are in D.C. with Thune, it's become a little too academic in nature.The wood pulp blog is one of my favorites. Everyone should read it. Bernie and Katie Hunhoff are doing a marvelous job with the S.D. Magazine and some of the best posts each day are being written by mssrs . Lund and Hemisphere (oops, Freudian slip) are some of the most compelling. I don't understand Greg Belfrage's blog at all and so I rarely read it. That's my round-up. Keep up the good work.

With Jerry Hinkle, our courageous, dynamic Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, moving to Mitchell to attend DWU, it may be a while before he can get to another computer. Because of this, we are forced to take a hiatus of unknown length. Pray that in this Year of the Open Door that the door to our new home office will be opened soon.

Jerry's parents are understandably anxious to be shed of him. They have been packing like mad all day today. Harold and Darrel Hinkle are already in Mitchell, and have moved in the bed, the microwave, a toaster, Bud Hahn's old chair and some other odds and ends into Jerry's new apartment, which we have christened McGovern Hall. They will stay in the apartment overnight, attend Dakota Fest, and wait for Mary Hinkle and Jerry to show up with the rest sometime tomorrow. Jerry is still wondering what the hurry is. After all, orientation is not until Friday morning. He'd rather be doing this a little at a time. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate think that things will slow down after a while.

This is not a good time for us to be off the Internet, with Bill Zilverberg's fundraiser needing a publicity maching, and SDBWM needing a mouth piece. But things have a way of working out. If we are silenced, someone else will speak up. Until then, keep voting, and we'll see you whenever.

Please mark your calendar for September 20, 2007!
The Bill Zilverberg Family has reserved the Elk's in Huron, and they are planning a fundraiser potato feed and silent auction with matching funds from Modern Woodmen/Sarah M. May.
Some things they are in need of are...
plenty of volunteers
potatoes
chili
cheese
sour cream
butter
silent auction items which could be an item or a gift basket (movie night, etc).
Any ideas, guidance, and assistance is greatly appreciated.
Bill's wife, Jean, has not worked since they got the call on August 8th. They will move into an apartment this week near the hospital. She has been staying at a Days Inn near the hospital. Bill will get out of the hospital later this week, and will join Jean at the apartment. Their stay in Minneapolis will be another 2 months or more. Thanks for all of your support and prayers!

This afternoon, The Hinkle family discovered that Marion Maginnis died peacefully in his sleep last Saturday morning at the age of 91. He was the younger brother of Bergit Hinkle. Uncle MT, as Harold Hinkle referred to him, was part of the World War II Generation, Serving in a Naval Submarine. Even though, he never saw Paris, it was hard to keep him down on the farm. We are awaiting his official obituary for future publication. It should be noted that Marion is currently the only one in the Maginnis family to live past 90. His baby sister, Ina Mae, is just a kid of 82. He had a full life with his share of troubles. They are over now. May that be said someday of all of us!

Agnes Hahn has let it be known that she is giving the easy chair that used to be that of her husband, Bud Hahn, to her grandson, Jerry Hinkle. It is her intention to get a smaller chair. Jerry is thrilled that he will get to sit in his grandfather's old chair whenever he wants, but is not sure he has earned the right to do so. After all, he doesn't want his aunts, uncles and cousins to think that Agnes is playing favorites. Jerry has a solution. He has decided that whenever any of his relatives comes over to visit, they will be allowed to sit in the chair while he waits on them hand an foot. What happens if they all show up at once? All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wonder who is going to be first. We'd like a photo of that when it happens!

Edited slightly by the Publisher
Harold & I returned from our mystery Weekend last night about 10:30 PM. We left Sat morning at 8:30 AM from the Senior Center in Pierre. There were 36 of us on a Foreman bus. We went to the Triangle Bed and Breakfast south west of Philip for lunch. We had roast beef sandwiches, potato salad, watermelon and rhubarb or apple crunch for dessert. They have a house that the owners great grandparents bought out of the Sears Catalog. It was called "The Alhambra" and is a stucco house in the southwest design. It was ordered in 1917; but didn't get it put together until 1921. It is on the ranch out in the middle of a huge prairie. They made it into a bed and breakfast by the granddaughter and her husband. It is a very old ranch with a cinder block barn and many other old buildings and corrals. They also raise registered black Angus cattle. From there we went through Custer State Park to the Black Hills Playhouse and saw the matinee, "Moon over Buffalo," a comedy. It was well done and very entertaining. We went on the the Prairie Berry, a winery in Hill City, for some wine tasting and shopping at the Mistletoe Ranch, a Christmas shop. On to the Black Forest Inn for some dinner of shredded beef, baked potato, beans, cooked onions, and cole slaw on a tin plate and lemonade out of a tin cup. It was a real chuck wagon supper. We stayed there overnight in our king sized bed. It was a very nice bed and breakfast with huge rooms and and blueberry pancakes, bacon, fruit, and orange juice for breakfast. After breakfast we went to Hill City for a ride on the 1880 Train to Keystone and on to Mount Rushmore and had lunch their on our own. Next we went to the Stav Church, an exact replica of the church in Norway. They told us the history of the Church and the sod roofed house that is used to store things in Norway. She said they put their daughters in their to keep them away from their suitors; but that is not what they told us in Norway. She said there were many stories of why the daughters stayed in the building. From there we went to Wall Drug and had our supper there on our own. Then it was on the road again to go home. In Pierre we visited with Doug before driving home. We had a great time and renewed acquaintances from last year.

We've all heard ad nausea um about the thirtieth anniversary of the death of Elvis. At least I have. I'm starting to wonder if it was too much. Elvis did everything in a big way. It's been said that he made more money after his death then he ever did while he was alive. And even now, people refuse to believe he "Has left the building". When I think of Elvis, I prefer to remember his birthday. That is odd, as I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard he had died. I wasn't even a fan back then. A lot of people tell me I look like Elvis (just before he died). Like Elvis, I am human. We've both made mistakes. We've both hurt people, even without intending to. I used to refer to death as "Shaking hands with Elvis". A lot has been made of his drug use, which I believe was hyped. They also talk about his weight, but he was only 238 lbs. at the time of his death. He was called "the King" a name that he disliked, but he wore it, never losing sight of the King of Kings. We should all do so well. Remember that Elvis was a king, but his twin brother Jesse was laid in a poor boy's grave. Right now they are equal.

Well, it's not the Corn Palace, but you can literally see it from there if you go outside. The Hinkle family had three solid leads on apartments in Mitchell, and picked up a fourth downtown. The first place we looked at was $300, but not too impressive. The second was $275, and Jerry Hinkle fell in love with the place right way. The only rules at this place were, no smoking, no drinking, no running up and down the stairs, and quiet time at 10:30 pm (No Jimmy Kimmel?). Despite that last rule, Jerry wanted this place even though it was a second story walk up. The third place was another second story walk up. It had fewer stairs, and more room, but was $285. Jerry resisted as best as he could, but knew he was licked. The part of the fewer stairs looked good to Harold Hinkle, as he didn't want to schlep furniture all the way up the second unit. The manager of the building was a former Limousine rancher, so he and Harold bonded at once. Never underestimate the bond between ranchers of the Carcass breed. When the manager stuck his hand out, Jerry thought he wanted to shake on it. What he wanted was the deposit of one month's rent. That's where Mary Hinkle came in, like an angel straight from Heaven. The manager requires a nine month lease, from September to May. He also requires no trouble from tenants, so this could be interesting. Mary asked about Cable TV and Internet, and Allen Hansen will be interested to know that it is available for $60/month extra (OUCH). Looks like Jerry will be going to Radio Shack to look for rabbit ears soon. The McGovern Library also has Internet, and hopefully students get a good rate on that.

Kimball BP is said to have the best popcorn balls in the state. We don't know about that. We will admit they are pretty good. The tasty treat set us back a whole $1.26, which was still cheaper than video Black Jack. They wrap it in about 3 feet of cling film. South Dakota Honey makes this a little less sticky than Karo Syrup. It also makes it softer. The best part is, the popcorn ball had only one old maid. As stated earlier, we don't know if this is the best popcorn ball in the state, but it is the best we've ever had and that's close enough. One could certainly do worse with a dollar, a quarter and a penny.

Last year Amanda Nolz was named "Sexiest Carnivore" mainly because her only competition was Jerry Hinkle. She is also becoming one of the smartest, as evidenced by her website: Chewing the Cud. It seems Ms. Nolz has joined the few, the proud, the bloggers. We found her site this afternoon, and we have been on information overload. This young lady has done her homework. You can also check out her online radio show and see a picture of her standing too close either to a campfire or a swarm of fireflies. Takes guts to do that! On top of everything else, Ms. Nolz is also the National Beef Ambassador. If she is any indication of what a Mitchell education can do, all of us here at the Holabird Advocate are going to be very impressed with our new hometown.

With Jerry Hinkle having to be in Mitchell for orientation at DWU by 8 am Friday, August 24, Harold and Mary Hinkle are understandably anxious about securing an apartment for him. The rental rates run anywhere from $200-$375. Jerry does wonder how he's going to swing that. After all, the money has to come from somewhere. And yet, he knows that God will provide the way. Sometimes, much like Merle Haggard in that song he sings, Jerry forgets about a friend that Leonard knew.

Jerry Hinkle has sent the RSVP to the I&O Club picnic. He even offered to supply fried chicken, potato salad, and ants. He was told to just bring himself. He should have asked to bring some aunts. At least one of them can bowl. Mary Hinkle has found 5 vacant apartments on the Mitchell Daily Republic website. The cheapest is $285 (OUCH!). Jerry is thinking of sleeping either at the YMCA or the back seat of his car.

A New Pair Of Lungs For Bill Zilverberg
by Cheri Bjorke
Submitted by Mary Jo Zilverberg
Edited slightly by the Publisher

We are all thanking God for Dad's blessing of a new set of lungs!

Dad got the call Wednesday, August 8 at 7:30AM that it was his turn for new lungs. You can imagine he was having a tough time catching his breath about that! By 8:30AM, Dad and Jean were on the Sanford Intensive Air airplane headed for Minneapolis. By 7PM Wednesday, Curt, Cheryl, Carey and I were at the University of Minnesota Fairview Hospital. They hadn't taken Dad in yet for his surgery, but he was in good spirits even though he had been waiting there for over 8 hours. We were able to take pictures of him and his nurses along the way as he was waiting and prepped. Finally at 10PM, as Curt, Carey and I headed for the airport to pick up Joe who was flying from Oregon; they took Dad into surgery.
At around midnight, the care coordinator came out to tell Jean and Cheryl that the lungs were a match! The boys and I were out lost somewhere in Minneapolis. At around 2:30AM, the care coordinator came back to tell all of us that lung was in, and the surgeon was working on getting the other one attached. At 5:45AM Thursday, August 9, Dad had both of his lungs! Once they had taken him to ICU, we were able to go see him. They planned to keep him heavily sedated for 24 hours. Even though he had many tubes come out of him all over, he looked real good. He had a great color to him, which if you had seen him lately, he had been very pasty white. Jean and us 5 kids checked into the Days Inn just 8 blocks away, had some breakfast and then tried to nap or take a shower. Throughout Thursday, we took turns checking on Dad, but there wasn't much we go do for him, and he didn't know we were there. We continued to take pictures of each nurse taking care of him, so we can make him a scrap book. The nurses all cooperated. We found a Target so we could buy a few supplies that we didn't get before we left town. After 3 times around the area, we finally got back to the hospital. Fortunately my passengers were all patient with me as I missed the important off ramps! The last nurse Thursday evening said that on Friday morning they would start waking Dad up, and then put back to sleep again so he would slowly get used to his respirator. The nurse said that if we were to come around 9AM or 10AM, Dad would probably still have the tube in and probably be sleeping on and off.
Friday 9:30AM - to our surprise the tube was out! He hadn't been cleaned up yet, and didn't have his teeth yet, but he was acting like a real clown! It was great to see! Dad's sister Mary Jo had planned to be in Minneapolis this weekend, so it was perfect timing for her to come visit him. Although we missed her, as we took Jean to a Walmart to pick up a few supplies to stay for a while. We didn't get lost getting back to the hospital either! At 3PM Friday, Dad was still cracking jokes, he was sitting up in a chair. Curt, Cheryl, Carey and I came back to Huron Friday afternoon, and got home at 10PM.Joe will fly home to Oregon on Sunday. Jean is staying at the Days Inn, her cell number is 605-350-2788.
Dad is as Fairview Hospital - University of Minnesota, 500 SE Harvard Ave, Minneapolis MN; his mailing address will be:

420 Delaware St SE

Minneapolis MN 55455

He doesn't have a room yet, so I don't know how you can send him mail yet.

916 9th SW

Huron SD 57350

I will be sending their mail to them once a week.
If you are near the Minneapolis area, please try to stop in to see him. He will be there for at least 6 weeks to 3 months. Thank you all for your prayers! Please continue your prayers for Dad during his recovery and rehab. Please share this with those who know Dad.

Well, the 9 cent price increase on a $5 cup of coffee won't impact Readers of the Holabird Advocate. a paltry 9% think that Starbucks live up to the hype. Another 45% don't think that way, and the rest have never darkened the door of a Starbucks.

A while back, the Editorial board came up with some new mottoes to reflect our change of venue. Someone suggested "The sanest blog in Mitchell", but we rejected that one. Effective September 1, we will change the masthead with the most popular of the mottoes. That's where you come in. See which one tickles your fancy.

Of course it all goes on the auction block on September 30. At first Jerry Hinkle thought that the whole scene was a bit mercenary. He has since come to realize that this is the only fair way to divide things up, or as least as fair as it's going to get. Jerry hopes that items such as Annie Hinkle's butter jar, the quilts that she made, and Ethel's salt jar can stay in the family somehow. It would be nice if the political campaign button collection could stay in the family as well. That is highly unlikely, but if the auctioneer takes Visa, Jerry will make sure that an outsider will earn the collection. If not, then maybe Professor Patrick Powers from SDWC will come over to make sure they don't go cheap. If they gotta go to a stranger, Jerry thinks they should go to a stranger that he knows.

Mavis Kennedy gives thumbs up to Mary Hinkle's DVD of her trip to Europe. Mary said that she should have had the pictures move in 10 second intervals instead of 8, but it doesn't matter. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate are sure that everyone loved the presentation as much as Mavis did.

Jerry Hinkle was notified that Wells Fargo of Sioux Falls has approved his student loan. The interest rate is 6.8%, which stung a little, but at only $87/month, it will be paid off in ten years, so that's not too bad.

Jerry has also been invited to join the I&O Club Picnic on Saturday, August 25, the weekend of orientation. Sort of a "get acquainted" event. I&O is a club for non traditional and transfer students that is, as they describe it, "laid back". After the picnic, he and any family members who wish to can go bowling afterwards. Jerry will bowl as long as he's not required to be good at it, because he isn't good at all. Maybe he will learn how to bowl that weekend.

Lastly, we want to clear something up. Sort of separate rumor into fact. Jerry has been advised by his Academic Advisor that he could graduate in 3 years, and finish up at the Baptist Seminary in Sioux Falls. Of course, Jerry has to get through the 3 years at DWU first.

This week, there are a group of young men, and possibly some women, in Fort Sill, Oklahoma who have graduated from National guard boot camp. My cousin, Tracy Lennick, is one of them. I don't know exactly why he is joining up, but it doesn't matter. The fact is he did. At a time when being in the National Guard can be harmful to ones health, and also at a time when service to one's own is looked upon as something to be avoided, Tracy is going against the crowd. I for one want to let him, and the rest of you Readers, know how proud I am of him and the rest. It's one thing to sing "God Bless The USA" and tell, "The men who died" that you would "Stand up next to you, and defend her still today". It's quite another to actually do it. I'm not saying that Tracy will die, just that he is standing up next to those who died. How anyone that young could make such a man sized decision, I don't know. Should he be sent overseas, I'll be among those who will pray for his safety. If there is anyone else in the service overseas that could use prayer let me know. I got two hands, two knees, and no waiting.

Like I said, nature is pretty smart.

No, Holabird Advocate Publisher, Jerry Hinkle has not sold his soul to South Dakota Public TV. He has signed Student Loan Papers with Wells Fargo. If it goes through, they'll be on his back for quite a spell, we reckon. Every cell in his body resisted this step. All of his better judgement told him not to do it. but there was no other way for him to go to DWU. Going into debt is something that fills Jerry with dread. It was a real leap of faith for him to do that. And with a few keystrokes of a computer, plus a signature on the form, it is done.

As long as we're at it, All of us here at the Holabird Advocate hope that those who are able to will give SDPTV a pledge of financial support. That said, we hope you won't have to go into debt to do it. They have some good shows in the present Pledge Drive. The Hinkle family enjoyed the Johnny Cash Show. We must admit that they recorded it, and zapped through the pledge breaks.

With UMW Guest Days coming up, Mary Hinkle has spent a good amount of the last few days getting her presentation ready. She will be giving a Power Point slide show of her trip to Europe. Mary has 130 slides in the show so far. Guest Day is Saturday morning at 9 am. Our Publisher has seen a preview of some of her material, and gives it the thumbs up. Now, the show is primarily for ladies, but if any gentlemen are so inclined to show up, they will not be turned away, as long as they behave as gentlemen. That said, Jerry Hinkle will not be in attendance. It's doubtful Harold Hinkle will show up as well.

Hyde County did themselves proud at their annual Achievement Days last Friday and Saturday. Among those from Holabird who did well, was Brittany Hinkle. She got more purple ribbons than we could keep track of. She auctioned off her prize chicken for $80. Mary Hinkle bought it, and then let Brit keep it. She was the Grand Champion in the Rabbit Showmanship division. She did well in the fashion review, but we are still waiting for the results of how she did at the dog show. Perhaps her best achievement was being selected as the 4-H Princess for the year. The Prince is one of Bob Ellsworth's grandsons. Bob credits Brit's grandfather, Harold Hinkle, with saving his life once. we don't know if that's true or not, but Bob always waves at Harold whenever he sees him. It is believed that Brit is also in contention for the "All Around 4-Her" Award as well. Her uncle, Jerry Hinkle, was a Junior in High School before he got that one. Of course, he wasn't even trying to get the award when he got it(big surprise, eh!).

Brit was not the only person to do great. Gary Haiwick's granddaughter, Lakeisha Rodman, was selected 4-H Queen. All of Gary's grandchildren did well. especially with their sheep. You could tell they spent a lot of time with them this summer. Jessica Bawdon had the Grand Champion Dairy Goat, so we know where to go for goat milk and maybe even goat cheese in case Harold and Mary need a fix, as they got quite fond of it while in Norway.

Great stuff all around!

Harold and Mary Hinkle tricked Jerry Hinkle into making mulch and compost for them while they were gone. They had him water the backyard grass every other day. Well, no good deed goes unpunished. Jerry forgot that when one waters grass, it has a tendency to grow. Harold got on the riding lawn mower and cut the grass, then Jerry had to gather it up in a pile near the garden. Jerry is glad that he thought it was "labor intensive" to water the front yard as well. At least to day it was only 90 degrees.

Enough bad news and sad news. Time for some good news. Agnes Hahn called to report that Ryan Forbes and his wife (we think her name is Amy) had a baby girl earlier this week. We don't know what they named Baby Girl Forbes, or have any of the vital statistics. We are just happy that she was born with the right number of fingers, toes, eyes, and ears. Ryan used to live at the Come Hahn Inn and after a while he sort of became like one of the family. Our Publisher, Jerry Hinkle, doesn't know Ryan that well, but if Agnes Hahn likes him, he can't be all bad. Congratulations to the new Parents! God Bless you one and all! OOPS, better make that three and all.

Another bit of good news is the chokecherry crop. Harold Hinkle took Brittany, Shelby and Justin Hinkle out to pick chokecherries, and they all did a super job. Mary Hinkle just hopes she has enough sugar, gelatin and jelly jars to take it all in. There's been talk of making wine, but Jerry Hinkle hopes to discourage that. If they do make some, you can be sure he won't get any!