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 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    June 13, 2019 

We're talking baseball

“We’re talking baseball, Kluszewski Campenella, yadda, yadda, yadda, maybe even Bobby Feller.” Although I may not remember the words, I certainly remember the fun. Around my house, I have been...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    June 6, 2019

The Long Minnesota Goodbye

I heard a song the other day on one of the Twin Cites alternative radio stations. I was quite amused and intrigued. One of the first things my wife and I noticed when we first moved to northern...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    May 30, 2019

Selling the House

Only yesterday we were selling the home in Moose Lake where we lived and raised our children over the last thirty years. Although we exited the Moose Lake home a few years ago, I never totally cut...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    May 23, 2019

Bitcoin

Was this the moment Bitcoin made us millionaires? The moment being last Sunday at six. For the past half-century, our household had generally reserved this time slot to watch the weekly news show,...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    May 16, 2019

Minnesota Movie Stars

Some people are born actors. If the part called for a larger than life, arrogant loud-mouth to play the role of a wrestler turned politician, one need look no farther than Jimmy Janos, better known...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    May 9, 2019

Dreaming

The moment I saw the four-subject, six-pocket orange spiral Mead notebook, I remembered what it contained; my dream journal. Sometime in the late 80s or early 90s, I recollect a time in life when I be...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    May 2, 2019

Painted into a Corner

We are ready to sell our home in the City and our contractor has us painted into a corner. Putting an Eagan home on the market is not new to us. We did it exactly six years ago and all went fine. At...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    April 25, 2019

Tesla Bashers

I stepped on the gas. Wait a minute; my Tesla doesn’t run on gas. So, I pressed the acceleration pedal to the floor. I wanted to see what 0-60 in 3.7 seconds felt like. It took me back to my...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    April 4, 2019

Trump, Tantrums, and Teeth

It happens sometimes, especially on Monday mornings. My brain is in a state of inattention and I have a noon deadline at the newspaper. I am filled with random thoughts, mostly centering around my...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    March 28, 2019

Relocation Authority Center or Concentration Camp?

Shortly after the United States entered WWII, Relocation Authority Centers were established to house people of Japanese-American descent. Because of their ancestry, politicians felt they could not be...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    March 21, 2019

Emergency Room

I’m roaring down I-35 and we are way past breaking the speed limit. This time I’m not the guy sitting in the passenger seat watching my wife enjoy our new Tesla. Actually, I am in the back; the...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    March 14, 2019

How could I have not known?

One of the few brilliant statements ever to leave Donald Rumsfeld's lips was his quote about unknown unknowns. The quote was used in an attempt to explain away the failures and shortcomings of the...

 
 By Wick Fisher    Opinion    March 7, 2019

S. S. Badger State

Hop on a cruise ship on the west coast of the United States and take it up to Alaska before heading to Hawaii. Sounds like fun, yes? Then head back to where it all started, to Amtrak, and look for...

 

My friends are in their 70s

I grew up in South Dakota where everything seemed to lag behind the rest of the country. To this day, South Dakotans are proud to claim the distinction of being “stuck in the fifties.” The sixties...

 

Venezuela

I recently acquired some information regarding the very complex situation currently going on in Venezuela. My theory is Trump will invade because of two reasons: #1. It will be a "distraction" which...

 

Waiting for Go

I never could wrap my head around the reason Samuel Beckett named one of his characters Godot. Can’t you picture Mrs. Godot yelling at her husband, “Godot, get this” and “Godot, get that....

 

Prepare for takeoff

Fasten your seat belts and prepare for takeoff. I fastened my seat belt. Then I prepared for takeoff, my head buried in the current book of the day. Like most passengers I travel with nowadays, I...

 

Our Changing World

If I were a news correspondent keeping the world abreast of the daily situation in a place known as “Wick’s World”, this is what I would have to say: “The planet earth we call the world we...

 

A new year

Happy New Year to the family of Americans. Just like my personal family, babies were born and people died. The drunken uncle once again appeared at the Yuletide party. Meanwhile, Uncle Sam got drunk...

 

Good intentions

“Life is short and if you’re looking for extension, you had best do well. ‘Cause there’s good deeds then there’s good intentions. They are as far apart as heaven and hell.” Source: Ben...

 

I'll be home for Christmas

My family once had one of those tiny and very ugly orange Gremlins in which we were able to pack our three young sons and everything needed to make a full Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa’s. The ...

 

Always go to other people's funerals

In a recent column I presented myself as a longtime fan of malaprops, morphisms, and a general stewing up a pot of words using the English language for ingredients. It was during our annual...

 

Growing up a Boomer

Born in February of 1947. As a matter of fact, I was among the first batch of ‘Baby Boomers’. I grew up on the water in an old ramshackle house that was as close to the Missouri River that the cit...

 

Tripping into the future

For a moment, I felt like a rock star this morning. I’m talking about the one in the commercial who appears on stage in front of 50,000 screaming Cleveland fans and yells into the microphone,...

 

The big, bad Black Hills bull elk

Monday morning; the one day in the week that I make a vow for myself. I call it deadline at high noon. Although I am unofficially retired, I have never allowed myself the freedom of being obligation...

 

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