Opinion

On Wednesday, May 25th, we stopped by the Ft. Pierre Game, Fish, & Parks licensing office. Betsy and I were on the way to visit rancher friends where I have hunted for the past 53 years.

The other day an old friend I hadn’t spoken to in a while asked me about my column. What do you write about?

A significant portion of South Dakota Magazine’s May/June 2022 issue is devoted to commemorating the 50th anniversary of the Rapid City Flood, which arrives on June 9.

A “Youth Fishing Clinic” and “Youth Fishing Derby” will be held in conjunction with the other activities at the 605 Unity JAM that is set at Wagner Lake on Sunday, June 12. Youth ages 5 through 16 are encouraged to attend the clinic and fishing derby or both.

MATTHEW 13: 15,16,17 15) " For the peoples heart is waxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they closed, lest at any time they should see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and should understand with their hearts,and should be converted and I should heal them..

As we move closer to the 605 Unity JAM on Sunday, June 12 and the fun and interesting activities that will be a part of this day it is important to understand that this event is much more than just music, art and food. The fact that the Unity JAM is even taking place is important to note.

Though I’m only a fair hand with a fishing rod, my greatest success has come at lilac time – a time when anyone can be successful. For the rest of the year, I have to work at it, and work hard, to be successful.

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about stuff. Not the general meaning of stuff, as in: I’ve been thinking about stuff. But the more literal sense, as in stuff stuff: things, material possessions, articles we accumulate and drag through life like barnacles on the bottom of a boat.

Hypothyroidism, the condition of the thyroid gland not making enough thyroid hormone, is a common hormonal disorder. Perhaps because hypothyroidism is common and its symptoms can be widespread and vague, misconceptions abound. Let’s cover the facts.

My boat, a not-so-fancy flat-bottomed john boat, was gassed up and the batteries were charged. Fresh line was wound onto my reels, and I was ready to go. Betsy had begrudgingly agreed to go along, and we headed for the river on the late afternoon of Thursday, May 12th. “It might rain!