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Friday, February 29, 2008
 
Spring has Sprung at DWU
Spring Break has started for our courageous, dynamic Publisher, one Jerry Hinkle. He has some homework to do over the week long vacation however. Reading for Ethics and Public Policy and writing for Expository Writing. Jerry could also read ahead in World History as far as that goes. There will also be a rehearsal schedule for "The Diary of Anne Frank" submitted for his perusal. Midterm grades are slowly coming in. There's not as many "A" marks as there were at the end of last semester. The total so far is 3 "A" and 3 "B". Considering that Jerry had only 5 classes and no play last term and 6 classes and a major role in a play this term, we're gonna call it good. So he'll miss the Deans List this time around. No problem! It was fun while it lasted.
Publisher Avoids Draft
Jerry "Pelvic Thrustman" Hinkle was being recruited by Kraig "Captain Hair" Archambeau to be on his intramural basketball team. One thing that all of us here at the Holabird Advocate can tell you is that Kraig must not know how bad of a basketball player Jerry is. Jerry is hoping he was asked out of pity, at any rate, because he turned down the offer. He already has more going on with him than the average University sophomore, and darn lucky to do all of that.
Pizza and Philosophy
by Jerry Hinkle
courageous dynamic Publisher
of the Holabird Advocate
I never really thought that Education could be fun, especially when one deals with the Philosophy of Ethics. There are some institutions that design a course around TV shows like "Andy Griffith". My dad would sign up for a course like that. He'd be valedictorian of the class for sure. He knows each episode by heart. Imagine college kids watching TV Land and telling their parents they were doing homework. It's not that much of a stretch
The same can be said with "Casablanca". I saw this movie for the first time last night in Ethics and Public Policy. Not for the entertainment value, but to see all the ethical dilemmas therein. Oh yes, they were there. The movie was similar to "Barb Wire". You know, the movie with Pamela Anderson. Bogart played her part in this one.
Dr. Simmons arranged for 3 kinds of Pizza Hut pizza to be delivered to class (He knows a guy) so the students could eat and learn how ethics can be applied to certain situations. Granted, not many of his students will have to face these kinds of decisions, but some might. Sometimes it's tempting to do the wrong thing for the right reason. Do the ends justify the means? It depends. Dr. Simmons once said that one reason George Washington is a hero and Oklahoma bomber Terry Nichols is a terrorist is because the winning side wrote the history book both times.
It's said that the only person that acts ethically in "Casablanca" is Sam the piano man. That's because they don't show that he's not really playing the piano. See, nobody is perfect. That's why we just have to do the best we can and let God sort it all out. That reminds me, I gotta rent the movie "Elmer Gantry" so I can tell my Literature professor that I read the book next week.
Just kidding!





Wednesday, February 27, 2008
 
"Anne Frank" Tickets Available March 13

Our Publisher has been informed by a Reader that when she tried to buy tickets to "The Diary of Anne Frank" at the Antiques Mall, she was told that tickets weren't on sale yet. Director Dan Miller has informed our Publisher that tickets are available on a first come first served basis two weeks before the show. They are all general admission. Nothing is reserved. Since openning night is March 27, Jethro ciphers that 14 from 27 is 13. so get your tickets then, and be quick about it. The afternoon matinees have 700 students already, so get 'em when they're hot!

It's Greek to Jerry Hinkle

Proffessor Flynn of the DWU History Department, who is looking after Jerry Hinkle better than Jerry looks after himself, has let Jerry know that there will be a course on Ancient Greece that will have a unit on the formation of the early Christian Church starting next Fall. This will not only fill the requirement for his History Minor, but for the Religion Major as well. Two for the price of one. What a bargin! E.E. Hinkle would be so proud. It's about time!

South Dakota Magazine Newsletter

As if the brilliant people behind South Dakota magazine weren't busy enough, now they put out their own newsletter. Jerry Hinkle signed up for it, then forgot all about it. He got his first E-mail Edition yesterday. It is quite nice. Do you suppose if enough Hinkletons and Holabird Advocate Readers signed up, we could get South Dakota Magazine to cover the DWU Production, "The Diary of Anne Frank"? It's worth a shot! Sign up at the website: http://www.southdakotamagazine.com/

Catholic Gasoline

Submitted by Ken and Jo Hansen

Sister Mary Ann, who worked for a home health agency, was out making her rounds visiting homebound patients when she ran out of gas. As luck would have it, an Exxon Gasoline station was just a block away. She walked to the station to borrow a gas can and buy some gas.The attendant told her that the only gas can he owned had been loaned out, but she could wait until it was returned.Since Sister Mary Ann was on the way to see a patient, she decided not to wait and walked back to her car. She looked for something in her car that she could fill with gas and
spotted the bedpan she was taking to the patient. Always resourceful, Sister Mary Ann carried the bedpan to the station, filled it with gasoline, and carried the full bedpan back to her car.> As she was pouring the gas into her tank, two Baptists watched from across the street. One of them turned to the other and said, 'If it starts, I'm turning Catholic.'

North Of 40: To sleep, perchance to survive

by Red Green

"Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity."

I've been falling asleep on the couch a lot lately. My wife is not impressed and, to be honest, it's a habit that I used to criticize my own father for. However, like so many faults I've seen in others, now that I'm doing it myself it doesn't bother me nearly as much. In fact, I would say falling asleep at seemingly inopportune times, or just being tired for no reason, are signs of great maturity. A few short years ago, instead of falling asleep, I'd be up and active well into the evening, fixing the stove or replacing a roof shingle or plumbing a sink. So when you add up the cost in terms of money spent to have a professional repair my repair, and, of course, time lost due to injury, you realize that me sleeping on the couch is the safest, smartest investment of my time and financial resources. And as soon as my wife remembers some of my other waking nocturnal interests, she will agree whole-heartedly.





Friday, February 22, 2008
 
Back to the A Team
After reeling from the C in Expository writing, Jerry Hinkle managed to get an A on the Ethics and Public Policy midterm. It was a well timed boost. Of course, Jerry can't take all the credit. He has a good instructor in Dr. Simmons, who is easily one of the wisest men Jerry has ever met. Of course, Jerry prays a lot, and that never hurts. He doesn't always get what he wants, but Jerry always gets what he needs. One can't ask for too much more than that!
Jerry and Simon Reunite
It has been a long time in coming, but Jerry Hinkle has been thinking about getting together with the man who played "Simon" at the "Wesleyan Idol" competition. "Simon" is actually Kevin Farley, the Men's Soccer coach at DWU. Jerry wanted to invite Coach Farley to "The Diary of Anne Frank" personally to as Jerry put it, "make up for forcing him to listen to me sing, since I'm a better actor than I am a singer" Mr. Farley stated that not only did he enjoy Jerry's singing performance, there are times when he misses it. Jerry enjoyed Mr. Farley's turn as "Simon" as well. Jerry look forward to his review of the play.
Publisher Has Small Wreck
While getting into a space at the parking lot across the street from McGovern Hall, Jerry Hinkle didn't turn quite sharp enough an bumped into another vehicle. Nobody was injured and insurance is taking care of the damage. Life in the big city has provided another lesson outside of the classroom.
New "Anne Frank" twists.
Thursday night, Jerry Hinkle was informed that his character, Alfred Dussel is going to be pistol whipped by a Nazi. This will give Jerry the chance to stretch his acting muscles in order to make it look real. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate hope that this latest development doesn't prove too shocking for his grandmother, Agnes Hahn, who is planning to be in the audience on March 28. We've also heard that Harry and Dianne Macek may be joining the group as well.





Wednesday, February 20, 2008
 
Publisher Gets First "C"
Those glory days on the Dean's list may be a thing of the past, for now. Just as Jerry hinkle was thinking of a run for Student Senate, he gets a C on his first essay for Expository Writing. Too much tense shifting and "To Be " verbs. At least he's a good editor. Jerry edited the paper of a classmate, and got an A for his efforts. Jerry must also learn the difference between a run-on and a comma splice. Why must he do this? To pass Expository Writing, of course.
On the bright side the MCC is having a movie night. The movie is Amistad. It is free, as well as the candy drinks and pizza. And guess who will be in charge of getting the pizza. Student Senate candidate Jerry "Big Guy" Hinkle. Luckily the big guy had connections in the pizza industry.
Consolidation Passes
Our good friends at the Dakota Radio Group tell us that a plan to consolidate the Harrold and Hyde school districts was approved by voters in both districts Tuesday. Patrons in the Harrold district passed the plan by a vote of 129 for and 13 against. Superintendent Ward Thelen is happy with the 53% turnout and with the outcome of yesterday’s vote. In the Hyde district, the unofficial vote count showed 353 votes for the change and 66 against. Business Manager Mark Chilson says the turnout in the Hyde District was about 33%, which he classifies as average compared to recent school elections. He says the Hyde District has about 1,250 voters. Chilson says the consolidation plan will go into effect July 1. He says an election will be held the third Tuesday in April to set up a school board for the newly created Highmore/Harrold School District. Seven people will be needed to fill spots on the new school board with three openings for three-year terms, two openings for two-year terms and two openings for a one-year term. Thelen says the Hyde District will take on the Harrold students with most of the older students attending school in Highmore starting next year. The Harrold elementary school is to remain open-as long as numbers show that 20 students are enrolled at the school.
North of 40:Watch out for the plus-minus
by Red Green
I was watching hockey on television when I heard the sportscasters talk about a player's "plus-minus." This statistic represents the number of goals scored by his team while he's on the ice, minus the number of goals scored against his team while he's on the ice. For a good player it's a positive number, for a not-so-good player, it's not so positive.
I wondered whether this stat could ever be applied to a married man. His plus-minus would be the number of happy times his wife has when she's with him, minus the number of unhappy times his wife has when she's with him. If it's a positive number, he'll probably finish his career on her team. But if it's a negative number, he'll probably be traded for someone younger, and future considerations.





Friday, February 15, 2008
 
Publisher Gets Naked at Walmart
Some people will try anything to get rid of congestion, sore throat and a cough. Jerry hinkle kind of wondered when a freind advised him to "get Naked". In this case Naked is an all natural antioxidant juice smoothie. A cocktail, if you will, of 5 different friut juices. Jerry bought a quart bottle at Walmart for a ridulous figure, which he then poured down inside his own ridiculous figure. The combonation of mangoes, apples, oranges, 3/4 of a banana and a hint of lemon have make a marked improvement on top of the water. Jerry didn't even taste the banana. If you know how much he hates them, you'd know what a big deal that was.
So Jerry's flying high again! Then along come his parents wanting him to take Nyquil, which he refused. Jerry did check the med cabinet and saw that he had the generic cherry flavored Nyquil equivelent as well as the generic Robitusin equivalent on hand. If he does have trouble sleeping, he may just have to follow their advice next time. As it is, he is breathing easier, coughing less, and best of all both his conscience and his sinuses are clear. To paraphrase Bud fox, "If he was doing any better, it would be a sin".
For MCC Valentine's Day Brings in the Love
The DWU Multi Cultural Committee sold Valentine cards with candy attached From Monday to Thursday and sold out their entire inventory by 11 am Thursday. Jerry Hinkle helped them out by purchasing 9 cards, but neglecting his 3 favorite blonde nursing students. Two of them are still speaking to him regardless of this oversight. Of the 9 he sent, Jerry knows that at least 3 were recieved with the same spirit given. One in particular has picked up a certain amount of buzz, however. The intended recipient, who we'll give the top secret designation "Mustang" has showed her card to at least one other young lady. We know if for a fact because this total stranger sang a song of a particulary personal nature at our Publisher to the tune of "Mustang Sally". Another recipient told Jerry that his card was "sweet". The best part is the cards cost a total of $3, and the blessing that was returned to him through the cards made him feel like at least $1 million after taxes.
In other MCC News, the position of Student Senator for the Multi Cultural Committee will be vacant when the incumbant, Bronson Heth of Winner, graduates this year. Jerry Hinkle has entertained the idea of running for the position. After all, he's fairly active in the MCC, has never missed a meeting, and has made freinds of all of the other active members. Jerry is handsome, like Senator Heth, on the Dean's list, like Senator Heth, and always willing to help anyone, just like Senator Heth. Jerry does lack Senator Heth's modesty, though. that may count against him. If Jerry does win, he'll always be doing that Senator Claghorn imitation. After a while, that could get, we say, that could get irritating. After a while, that is!
Summer Plans Underway
The DWU Financial Aid Office has asked Jerry Hinkle to commit to at least 6 hours of Summer School as part of his financial aid package. Jerry did so this afternoon. Of course, the Summer scheldule has yet to be made, but Professor Miller will have little trouble finding 6 hours of class time to fill for Jerry when the time comes.
Anne Frank Preparations Underway
Mary Hinkle reports that she has booked a hotel in Mitchell for the evening of March 28. So far Harold and Mary Hinkle, Ken and Joan Hansen, and Agnes Hahn have committed to attend the Friday night performance. No word on anyone else's plans as yet.
Mary has also decided to read up on "The Diary of Anne Frank" and to that end, has checked it out of the library. She may notice that the character played by Jerry Hinkle of Albert Dussel, DDS get made fun of a lot. That how all of us here at the Holabird Advocate are sure that Harold will really enjoy the show. Anyone who knows Jerry will not be amazed at how much he and Dussel have in common with each other.





Wednesday, February 13, 2008
 
Publisher Takes "Anne Frank" to Bed
Jerry Hinkle has been having a little trouble. He is congested and has trouble sleeping. On those nights when sleep won't come, he reaches for the script to study his lines. Jerry has also been plagued with a sore throat and the sniffles. He drinks plenty of water as well. Cough drops are not recommended because they are usually mentholated. Jerry also has to remind himself to wash his hands so he doesn't become a one man germ factory.
Jerry has not let his infirmity stop him from going to classes either. He is getting better, but a few readings of Psalm 91 may be in order as well.
A Girl with an Apple
Submitted by Marla McGeorge
August 1942. Piotrkow, Poland. The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrkow's Jewish ghetto had been herded into a square. Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently died from typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My greatest fear was that our family would be separated.
"Whatever you do," Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me, "don't tell them your age. Say you're sixteen". I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off. That way I might be deemed valuable as a worker. An SS man approached me, boots clicking against the cobblestones. He looked me up and down, then asked my age. "Sixteen," I said. He directed me to the left, where my three brothers and other healthy young men already stood.
My mother was motioned to the right with the other women, children, sick and elderly people. I whispered to Isidore, "Why?" He didn't answer. I ran to Mama's side and said I wanted to stay with her. "No," she said sternly. "Get away. Don't be a nuisance. Go with your brothers." She had never spoken so harshly before. But I understood: She was protecting me. She loved me so much that, just this once, she pretended not to. It was the last I ever saw of her.
My brothers and I were transported in a cattle car to Germany. We arrived at the Buchenwald concentration camp one night weeks later and were led into a crowded barrack. The next day, we were issued uniforms and identification numbers. "Don't call me Herman anymore." I said to my brothers. "Call me 94983."
I was put to work in the camp's crematorium, loading the dead into a hand-cranked elevator. I, too, felt dead. Hardened, I had become a number. Soon, my brothers and I were sent to Schlieben, one of Buchenwald 'S sub-camps near Berlin . One morning I thought I heard my mother's v oice Son, she said softly but clearly, I am sending you an angel. Then I woke up. Just a dream. A beautiful dream. But in this place there could be no angels. There was only work. And hunger. And fear.
A couple of days later, I was walking around the camp, around the barracks, near the barbed-wire fence where the guards could not easily see. I was alone. On the other side of the fence, I spotted someone: a young girl with light, almost luminous curls. She was half-hidden behind a birch tree. I glanced around to make sure no one saw me. I called to her softly in German.
"Do you have something to eat?" She didn't understand. I inched closer to the fence and repeated question in Polish. She stepped forward. I was thin and gaunt, with rags wrapped around my feet, but the girl looked unafraid. In her eyes, I saw life. She pulled an apple from her woolen jacket and threw it over the fence. I grabbed the fruit and, as I started to run away, I heard her say faintly, "I'll see you tomorrow."
I returned to the same spot by the fence at the same time every day. She was always there with something for me to eat - a hunk of bread or, better yet, an apple. We didn't dare speak or linger. To be caught would mean death for us both. I didn't know anything about her just a kind farm girl except that she understood Polish. What was her name? Why was she risking her life for me? Hope was in such short supply, and this girl on the other side of the fence gave me some, as nourishing in its way as the bread and apples.
Nearly seven months later, my brothers and I were crammed into a coal car and shipped to Theresienstadt camp inCzechoslovakia .. "Don't return," I told the girl that day. "We're leaving." I turned toward the barracks and didn't look back, didn't even say good-bye to the girl whose name I'd never learned, the girl with the apples.
We were in Theresienstadt for three months. The war was winding down and Allied forces were closing in, yet my fate seemed sealed. On May 10, 1945 , I was scheduled to die in the gas chamber at 10:00 AM. In the quiet of dawn, I tried to prepare myself. So many times death seemed ready to claim me, but somehow I'd survived. Now, it was over. I thought of my parents. At least, I thought, we will be reunited.
At 8 A.M. There was a commotion. I heard shouts, and saw people running every which way through camp. I caught up with my brothers. Russian troops had liberated the camp! The gates swung open. Everyone was running, so I did too.
Amazingly, all of my brothers had survived; I'm not sure how. But I knew that the girl with the apples had been the key to my survival. In a place where evil seemed triumphant, one person's goodness had saved my life, had given me hope in a place where there was none. My mother had promised to send me an angel, and the angel had come.
Eventually I made my way to England where I was sponsored by a Jewish charity, put up in a hostel with other boys who had survived the Holocaust and trained in electronics. Then I came to America , where my brother Sam had already moved. I served in the U. S. Army during the Korean W ar, and returned to New York City after two years. By August 1957 I'd opened my own electronics repair shop. I was starting to settle in.
One day, my friend Sid who I knew from England called me. "I've got a date. She's got a Polish friend. Let's double date." A blind date? Nah, that wasn't for me. But Sid kept pestering me, and a few days later we headed up to the Bronx to pick up his date and her friend Roma. I had to admit, for a blind date this wasn't so bad. Roma was a nurse at a Bronx hospital. She was kind and smart. Beautiful, too, with swirling brown curls and green, almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with life.
The four of us drove out to Coney Island. Roma was easy to talk to, easy to be with. Turned out she was wary of blind dates too! We were both just doing our friends a favor. We took a stroll on the boardwalk, enjoying the salty Atlantic breeze, and then had dinner by the shore. I couldn't remember having a better time.
We piled back into Sid's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat. As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been left unsaid between us. She broached the subject, "Where were you," she asked softly, "during the war?" "The camps," I said, the terrible memories still vivid, the irreparable loss. I had tried to forget. But you can never forget.
She nodded. "My family was hiding on a farm in Germany, not far from Berlin ," she told me. "My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers." I imagined how she must have suffered too, fear, a constant companion. And yet here we were, both survivors, in a new world.
"There was a camp next to the farm." Roma continued. "I saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day."
What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some other boy. "What did he look like? I asked. He was tall, Skinny, and Hungry. I must have seen him every day for six months." My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be. "Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?" Roma looked at me in amazement. "Yes," That was me! " I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions. I couldn't believe it. My angel.
"I'm not letting you go." I said to Roma. And in the back of the car on that blind date, I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait. "You're crazy!" she said. But she invited me to meet her parents for Shabbat dinner the following week. There was so much I looked forward to learning about Roma, but the most important things I always knew: her steadfastness, her goodness. For many months, in the worst of circumstances, she had come to the fence and given me hope. Now that I'd found her again, I could never let her go.
That day, she said yes. And I kept my word. After nearly 50 years of marriage, two children and three grandchildren I have never let her go.
Herman Rosenblat Miami Beach, Florida
This is a true story and you can find out more by Googling Herman Rosenblat as he was bar mitzvahed at age 75. This story is being made into a movie called 'The Fence'
North of 40: Keeping trim
by Red Green
I spend most of the winter in Florida. I'm not bragging, I just want to add credibility to my next piece of advice. Old guys should have short hair. There is nothing masculine or artistically whimsical about straggly wisps of curly white hair framing a wrinkle farm. Even if your hair is thick, you must keep it short. Generally, your hair looks older than you are, so letting it proportionately dominate your appearance will make you seem even more ancient than you deserve. When you're 18, maybe it looks good to see long, unkempt hair as a sign that you're just starting out. But at 60, you're not starting out, you're finishing up. And presenting yourself as "struggling" at that age does not enhance your overall image. So if you're an older guy, get your hair cut as often as you can. If you're cheap, get your wife to do it. Just make sure she has her glasses on and she's in a good mood.





Saturday, February 09, 2008
 
Another Week Shot
Well, We have been behind on a lot of things here. Last Saturday, our Publisher took Ground Hog Day off to eat a Sausage McGriddles at a local resruaunt which shall remain nameless. anyhow, after downing the sandwich Jerry left McDonald's (you were expecting maybe Burger King?) to go outside. No shadow, so that supposedly means an early spring. (Hint, look at the top of the Front page to see how accurate that is, eh!) Afterward, he went to Cabela's to see the boat show. If only the boats had been inside.
Tuesday was Pancake day and openning rehersal for "The Diary of Anne Frank" Before rehersal, Jerry ate 14 pancakes and two great big sausages. At the rehersal, Director, Dan Miller, instructed his cast not to cut their hair and lose 30 lbs. He was kidding about the last part, of course. Still, Jerry could use the Lenten season of sacrifice as a way to fit into the part he is to play a little easier. There are vital links to "The Diary of Anne Frank" for anyone so inclined to read them. Any questions can be answered on a need to know basis.
Jerry may be taking a cue from Ana Nemec and cutting back on internet time. he really been feeling the squeeze here lately. We may cut back to once a week. Perhaps Wednesday unless something earth shattering takes place. Either that or someone else could Publish this Newsblog or do Jerry's homework.
Postcard From Home
by Mary Hinkle

We sorted off 38 replacement heifers yesterday as Darrel is selling calves on Friday in Fort Pierre. That's about all that is going on here. I start teaching a small group at church on Tuesday called "Treasures of the transformed life, satisfying your soul's thirst for more" by John Ed Mathison. On Friday I will go to UMW. There is no school Friday for parent-teacher conferences. Everyone here is fine. We take Mom to Pierre on the 14th to have her eyes tested. I am working on our income tax now.
Congratulations on your part in the play. You will do a good job. Let us know for sure when it will be and if we need reserved seats. Mom is interested in coming and Joan and Ken said they may drive over and make a weekend of it. Harold and I will be there. If we need to reserve our seats be sure and let us know so we can get that done.
Love, Mom and Dad
North of 40:Off-hand questions, on-target answers
by Red Green
I've been married for quite a while. In fact, I've been married longer that I was single. You'd sense that in a flash if you saw me in person -- the hunched shoulders, the cautious gait, the avoidance of eye contact. And if there's one thing I've learned about women in all this time, it's that you have to watch out for the off-hand questions. Don't worry about the straight-out, interrogation-style stuff where she stands directly in front of you and asks, "Where have you been?" or "Do you know what time it is?" or "Why is the shed on fire?" Those are the easy ones. You can say anything you want because she's already guessed the answer and probably doesn't even expect one.
The important questions are way sneakier. She'll be reading the paper or looking for something in the fridge or removing her make-up, and she'll put on her most casual just-making-conversation voice and say "Did you notice that blonde woman in the blue dress?" Your instincts tell you to say "no" -- but don't do it. Just say, "Which woman?" She'll then say, "The one you were talking to over by the pool." (Aren't you glad you didn't say "no"?) Now you have a problem because this next answer will determine your immediate future, especially if it's bedtime. More important than the content of this answer, it must be the perfect length and tone. She asked in a fake-casual way, and your answer should match. Eight words are perfect. Any more or less, and your wife'll be suspicious.
I suggest, "She's our new receptionist. I think she's gay."
Links for Anne Frank
Tickets: http://myweb.dwu.edu/damiller/tickets.htm
MACT: http://www.mitchellact.org/





Tuesday, February 05, 2008
 


My Name is Rose
Submitted by
Connie Hopkins
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, " We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
Hinkle's New Role Gets Thumbs Up
It's almost Universal! Only two people that Jerry Hinkle has spoken to are less than enthusiatic about his DWU Theatre debut as Albert Dussel DDS in "The Diary of Anne Frank". Everyone else that he has spoken with are pretty much excited about it. There has been talk of chartering a fan bus in Holabird for the occasion, but all of Holabird could fit in two minivans. Maybe Harrold and Highmore will chip in. Openning night is March 27. Ticket information will be coming soon, as soon as we get it, we'll pass it on.
Jerry did a little background check on the real Dr. Dussel. It seems that he had to share a bedroom with Anne. It also appears that he was not excatly the ideal roomie either. Dussel's common law wife was not happy about the way he is portrayed in the book as well. Jerry read through the script, and finds his scenes rather amusing. It will be all he can do not to crack up. Usually in all things theatrical, Jerry's motto is "Who needs dignity when you can be in the entertainment business?" This may be one production where a little dignity is called for.
Jerry has been promising autographs left and right, especially to all the cute nursing students. One of his athletic training buddies doesn't want to wait until March for her autograph. all f us here at the Holabird Advocate hope Jerry doesn't run out of ink.
Blessing on Capitol Hill
submitted by
Marla McGeorge
Especially in this election year, every time we turn on the television or radio, pick up a newspaper or magazine, or even enter a conversation with a friend or “foe” – we hear critical, negative words that essentially curse our Capitol, our government leaders, our President and all the candidates for president. We all know the principle of “coming in the opposite spirit” and the powerful breakthrough that can bring. So, we are going to purposefully speak, pray and proclaim words of blessing on our President, our government, our Capitol and those candidates who would seek presidential election. Please distribute this call to prayer and blessing throughout your prayer network.
February 4-11
Lift your voice this week to pray and proclaim this Blessing on Capitol Hill!
“The LORD bless you and keep you. The LORD make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The LORD lift up His countenance on you and give you peace. So they shall invoke my name on the children of Israel [on the people of D.C.], and then will bless them.”
--Numbers 6:24-27
Alice Holland , Aglow Prayer Coordinator – WA DC
Nancy McDaniel, Aglow Int’l Prayer Director





Friday, February 01, 2008
 
Publisher Cast in "Anne Frank"
Director Dan Miller released the cast of the newest DWU production of "The Diary of Anne Frank". Jerry Hinkle managed to snag the part of Dr Dussel, the dentist who was hidden along with the rest of the group in what was called the Secret Annex.
This production is a super serious deal, and Jerry knows that the cornball antics that played well in Hyde county aren't going to fly here in the big city. Still, almost everyone that has been told about his casting has been more than supportive. Even his Academic Advisor, Proffessor Marv Miller, thinks he'll do well.
As far as the rest of the cast, They are all part of the top notch talent written about earlier. The cast is topped with Kerrie Roozen, a DWU Sophomore, in the title role. While her age may be all wrong for this part, Jerry reports that, having seen her previous role as Helga ten Torp in Deathtrap, as well as working with her in his Intro to theatre class, he knows she will kick this role, nail it to the wall, and and rock the CK of her pants (whatever that means). Ben Floyd, A Junior at DWU is cast as her father, Otto Frank. He was, Jerry claims, superb is Deathrap as well in his role as Cliff Anderson. Even Texas has a part in "Anne Frank" an extra, so its all good.

There's a lot of buzz in the Mitchell area about this show. Schools have classes reading the book, and booking tickets to afternoon matinee performances of the play. It's gonna be a lot of hard work, but it will also be enjoyable.

Cade Hinkle to Wrestle in the Big City

There is a weekend AAU tournament in Sioux Falls that Cade Hinkle has entered. Harold and Mary Hinkle claim that Doug Hinkle, Noel Pothast, and Cade might stop in Mitchell on the way home on Sunday so Jerry Hinkle can see his little buddy and any trophies or medals he may win during the big event. They better come early, because Jerry has to work at the Hut during the Super Bowl.

South Dakota Songbook
"Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)"
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
My chains are gone
I've been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, Amazing grace
The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures
My chains are gone
I've been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, Amazing grace
My chains are gone
I've been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, Amazing grace
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow
The sun forbear to shine
But God, Who called me here below
Will be forever mine
Will be forever mine
You are forever mine




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