This will be another “running of the words” column. Some will be fact, some will be fiction.
There is an Ellendale Avenue in Belle Meade, a suburb of Nashville, Tenn. A house at 409 Ellendale Ave. is for sale. The asking price is only $3,150,000. When was the last time the great builder of homes in Ellendale (Arlen) built one for Colleen to sell with the asking price of $3,150,000?
Did you know Ellendale is the youngest city in Steele County? It is certainly great that three towns in the same school district (NRHEG), have an award-winning meat market, Steve’s in Ellendale, Morgan’s in New Richland, and Geneva Meats.
What do the boys’ basketball coach in Alden-Conger, the park in Clarks Grove, and the writer of this column have in common?
Remind fellow columnist Al Batt of the importance of Feb. 4. Don’t bother to contact She Who Must Be Obeyed, his wife Gail, as she is aware of the national holiday on Feb. 4.
In ringing the Salvation Army bells for a number of years, I’ve noticed one major change. As a person approached you previously, with their hand going inside their pocket for a donation to drop in the kettoe, now their hand is for an electric device to view as they walk by.
A big thank you to Santa’s helpers named Mary for helping me tie the Salvation Army apron. I’m proud of the big bow you made in tying it on my back.
Words to the wise: we’re all fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.
I drive my car up north to go deer hunting with a gun. My next door neighbor drives his car south to work without a gun.
The result is a nice 10-point buck at Steve’s in Ellendale for processing.
Which one of us claimed the buck? (Hint: my car; it didn’t end up at Misgen’s Salvage Yard).
You know you’re a resident of the NRHEG school district when:
• The “road hog” in front of you on Main Street is a farmer’s tractor.
• The phone book has only one Yellow Page.
• Third St. is in the edge of town.
• You leave your jacket on the back of the chair in the cafe, and when you go back the next day it’s still there, on the same chair.
• You don’t signal turns because everyone knows where you’re going anyway.
• You call a wrong number and the person answering gives you the correct number.
• You buy a new car and your neighbors know the make, color and year before you get it in your garage.
• The house you bought is referred to as the former owner’s house for a least 20 years.
• Everyone knows all the news before it’s published. Residents read the Star Eagle just to see whether Jim Lutgens and the crew got it right.
Bob is a retired AAL (Aid Association for Lutherans) agent, currently working on his master’s degree in Volunteering. His wife, Genie, is a retired RN, currently working on her doctor’s degree in Volunteering. They have two children, Deb in North Carolina, and Dan in Vermont. Bob says if you enjoy his column, let him know. If you don’t enjoy it, keep on reading, it can get worse. Words of wisdom: There is always room for God.