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Let hogs run free

All across South Dakota, you’ve probably heard the roaring “wild hogs” across our highways and through our towns. Their roars and rumbles send a clear message: the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally is back!

A Note From Cottonwood Corners

Late in the afternoon as the sun sent its last slanting rays over the broad prairie of Dakota Territory, travelers on the government road west of Sioux City saw distant bluffs and strips of woodland. They announced to travelers on the stage that they were approaching Yankton.

LETTER TO THE EDITOR

Dear editor, I just want to remind people when purchasing from the “Big Box” in cities, your sales tax pays for their streets, swimming pools, and city services. Think about it before you spend your money in the cities. Darold Frasch 1017 Church St. Gregory, SD

A Note From Cottonwood Corners

Steam boats on the Missouri River were constantly zigging and zagging between the two shores because of the everc hanging sandbars which formed in the “old muddy.” These innumerable sandbars, especially when the water was low, caused a new comer to the river to exclaim, “How much dry land there is in this river!”

LETTER TO THE EDITOR

Dear editor, In your 7/24 issue Eric P. Putnam yet again referenced my candidature and me personally and I would like to set the record straight.

The ringing bell of liberty

When anti-American criminals tear down our statues, deface our monuments, or burn our flag, we must hold them to account for their vile actions. This past week, anti-American criminals defaced the Washington D.C.

A Note From Cottonwood Corners

While stationed at McPherson Barracks, Atlanta, Georgia, in May of 1869, D. C. Poole received orders from the United States Army that he was to report to Washington, D. C. He had been selected by government officials to execute the duties of an Indian Agent in Dakota Territory.

Letter to the Editor

DITOR Dear Editor: Some people just don't get it and it appears they never will. I refer to State Senate candidate Dan Andersson's July 17 editorial page attack on me and on the pro-life cause and everything and everyone else I hold near and dear. For openers, it is an unassailable, inarguable scientific fact that preborn children are indeed children at their earliest, smallest, most vulnerable stages of life, as I earlier detailed, but Mr. Andersson redoubled down on his contention that “a clump of cells in a uterus is not a person,” and in so doing he has done exactly what German Nazis did to Jews before shooting, gassing and cremating several million of them during WW2 - they dehumanized them, calling them 'untermenschen' - subhumans the better to justify killing them; they were not persons, according to the Nazis. My old buddy Bob and I were reading Mr. Andersson's screed in the Gregory paper and Bob asked me, 'Say, Eric, do you suppose that when Dan's wife Anna announced that she was pregnant with their first child and subsequent children, was Dan happy to hear this? And if so, why? After all, to hear Dan tell it, their children were not persons, just clumps of cells in a uterus.' I replied, 'Gee willigers, Bob, that is a very good quality question.' On further reflection, we concluded that if Dan was happy at this news, he would have to know, at some level of consciousness, that preborn children are indeed children, even if he isn't willing to admit that in print or speak it aloud.

The favorite of heaven

Our history is filled with incredible stories of heroism – and I believe it is also full of times where God’s hand was at play shaping our future. One such time took place before America was even a country during the French and Indian War.

A Note From Cottonwood Corners

on the frontier were the medicine shows. They were touring acts which traveled by wagon and peddled their “miracle cure” patent medicines and other products between various acts of entertainment.