A few months ago I wrote about an unfortunate experience that I had on Midwest Airlines.  It caused me to be more than 12 hours late arriving at my destination.  I vowed to never use that airline again.

But, in February we had a family reunion planned at a ski resort near Bozeman, MT.  It worked out that the best way to get there was via Frontier Airlines, the major carrier in that area.  Frontier is now part of the corporate combination encompassing Frontier, Republic and Midwest.

With no other choice I booked a Frontier flight with a stop in Denver. The flight started well and I thought I would finally get that warm chocolate cookie promised in their ads.  As we approached Denver the cabin attendant came by with two cookies for me,  Aah!  Unfortunately, they again were not warm.  But, this time they were more than cold.  Frozen solid in fact.  I had to wait 20 minutes for them to thaw to room temperature before taking the first bite.

Switching planes in Denver became a hassle.  The new aircraft had mechanical problems and we had to wait an hour before another could be found.  We were hurried on to the plane and the attendant began her safety speech, but stopped and waited.

It seemed that they noticed that all our baggage was still on the cart awaiting stowage.  We were informed that there was a shortage of ground crews today, but they would be arriving shortly. Shortly was another hour.  Upon closing the final compartment the head ground crew man winked and todk the cabin attendant  "We'll get you there when you get there."

That accomplished, another 20 minute delay was in store as the pilot waited for the necessary paperwork to be completed.  Another half hour at the de-icing station and we were on our way.

Arriving in Bozeman mor than three hours late meant that our ride up to the lodge was long gone.  Fortunately, a private shuttle service was available and we shelled out an unplanned c-note and made it to our lodging.

A beautiful week followed, including a day-trip to Yellowstone on a snow coach.  Truly beautiful.

Returning home became another adventure.  Hoping for the best we were seated on the plane waiting departure.  Shame on me for thinking that everything would be all right.  We waited for 20 minutes and were informed that the plane was 300 pounds overweight.  Rather than kicking people off, they chose to remove a dozen bags and put them on another flight.

You guessed it. I fumed while I watched my wife's bag go on to the cart and off to limbo.

But wait, good news!  There had been an arithmetical error and bags could be put back on.  Great!  Unfortunately the put only half back.  Meg's was still to go to never never land.

That process took another half hour and we were off.  Arriving back at Denver we had to sprint several hundred yards to the next depature gate.  We made it just as they were closing the door, but another 30 seconds would have meant several more hours until the next available plane.

The rest of the trip was un-eventful.  We were thankful to finally be home.Meg's bags arrived late the nest afternoon at our home.

In two months we have a flight to Phoenix planned, but this time it will be on Southwest.  Needless to say, we are hoping for better results.

I'm off on a ski-vacation this week and had the opportunity to read the following article during a snowstorm.
I found it quite interesting and pretty much on the mark.

http://www.thenation.com/doc/20100222/lessig

To find out more about this author see:   http://lessig.org/info/bio/

I yield the blog today to the words of  Kitty Werthmann, a lady in her late eighties.  I first heard this story  on the radio while awaiting election returns Tuesday evening.  This is quite lengthy - nearly as long as those from another blogger on this site.   I learned quite a lot from her historical recollection.   Here are her words directly quoted:

“What I am about to tell you is something you've probably never heard or will ever read in history books. I believe that I am an eyewitness to history. I cannot tell you that Hitler took Austria by tanks and guns; it would distort history. We elected him by a landslide 98% of the vote. I've never read that in any American publications. Everyone thinks that Hitler just rolled in with his tanks and took Austria by force.



In 1938, Austria was in deep Depression. Nearly one-third of our workforce was unemployed. We had 25% inflation and 25% bank loan interest rates. Farmers and business people were declaring bankruptcy daily. Young people were going from house to house begging for food. Not that they didn't want to work; there simply weren't any jobs. My mother was a Christian woman and believed in helping people in need. Every day we cooked a big kettle of soup and baked bread to feed those poor, hungry people, about 30 daily.



The Communist Party and the National Socialist Party were fighting each other. Blocks and blocks of cities like Vienna, Linz, and Graz were destroyed. The people became desperate and petitioned the government to let them decide what kind of government they wanted.



We looked to our neighbor on the north, Germany, where Hitler had been in power since 1933. We had been told that they didn't have unemployment or crime, and they had a high standard of living. Nothing was ever said about persecution of any group -- Jewish or otherwise. We were led to believe that everyone was happy. We wanted the same way of life in Austria. We were promised that a vote for Hitler would mean the end of unemployment and help for the family. Hitler also said that businesses would be assisted, and farmers would get their farms back. 
Ninety-eight percent of the population voted to annex Austria to Germany and have Hitler for our ruler.



We were overjoyed, and for three days we danced in the streets and had candlelight parades. The new government opened up big field kitchens and everyone was fed.

After the election, German officials were appointed, and like a miracle, we suddenly had law and order. Three or four weeks later, everyone was employed. The government made sure that a lot of work was created through the Public Work Service.

Hitler decided we should have equal rights for women. Before this, it was a custom that married Austrian women did not work outside the home. An able-bodied husband would be looked down on if he couldn't support his family. Many women in the teaching profession were elated that they could retain the jobs they previously had been required to give up for marriage.



Hitler Targets Education Eliminates Religious Instruction for Children

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Our education was nationalized. I attended a very good public school. The population was predominantly Catholic, so we had religion in our schools. The day we elected Hitler (March 13, 1938), I walked into my schoolroom to find the crucifix replaced by Hitler's picture hanging next to a Nazi flag. Our teacher, a very devout woman, stood up and told the class we wouldn't pray or have religion anymore. Instead, we sang Deutschland, Deutschland, Uber Alles, and had physical education.



Sunday became National Youth Day with compulsory attendance. Parents were not pleased about the sudden change in curriculum. They were told that if they did not send us, they would receive a stiff letter of warning the first time. The second time they would be fined the equivalent of $300, and the third time they would be subject to jail. 
The first two hours consisted of political indoctrination. The rest of the day we had sports. As time went along, we loved it. Oh, we had so much fun and got our sports equipment free. We would go home and gleefully tell our parents about the wonderful time we had.



My mother was very unhappy. When the next term started, she took me out of public school and put me in a convent. I told her she couldn't do that and she told me that someday when I grew up, I would be grateful. There was a very good curriculum, but hardly any fun no sports, and no political indoctrination. I hated it at first but felt I could tolerate it. Every once in a while, on holidays, I went home. I would go back to my old friends and ask what was going on and what they were doing. Their loose lifestyle was very alarming to me. They lived without religion. By that time unwed mothers were glorified for having a baby for Hitler. It seemed strange to me that our society changed so suddenly. As time went along, I realized what a great deed my mother did so that I wasn't exposed to that kind of humanistic philosophy.



Equal Rights Hits Home
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In 1939, the war started and a food bank was established. All food was rationed and could only be purchased using food stamps. At the same time, a full-employment law was passed which meant if you didn't work, you didn't get a ration card, and if you didn't have a card, you starved to death. Women who stayed home to raise their families didn't have any marketable skills and often had to take jobs more suited for men.



Soon after this, the draft was implemented. It was compulsory for young people, male and female, to give one year to the labor corps. During the day, the girls worked on the farms, and at night they returned to their barracks for military training just like the boys. They were trained to be anti-aircraft gunners and participated in the signal corps. After the labor corps, they were not discharged but were used in the front lines. When I go back to Austria to visit my family and friends, most of these women are emotional cripples because they just were not equipped to handle the horrors of combat. Three months before I turned 18, I was severely injured in an air raid attack. I nearly had a leg amputated, so I was spared having to go into the labor corps and into military service.



Hitler Restructured the Family Through Daycare

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When the mothers had to go out into the work force, the government immediately established child care centers. You could take your children ages 4 weeks to school age and leave them there around-the-clock, 7 days a week, under the total care of the government. The state raised a whole generation of children. There were no motherly women to take care of the children, just people highly trained in child psychology. By this time, no one talked about equal rights. We knew we had been had.



Health Care and Small Business Suffer Under Government Controls

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Before Hitler, we had very good medical care. Many American doctors trained at the University of Vienna . After Hitler, health care was socialized, free for everyone. Doctors were salaried by the government. The problem was, since it was free, the people were going to the doctors for everything. When the good doctor arrived at his office at 8 a.m., 40 people were already waiting and, at the same time, the hospitals were full. If you needed elective surgery, you had to wait a year or two for your turn. There was no money for research as it was poured into socialized medicine. Research at the medical schools literally stopped, so the best doctors left Austria and emigrated to other countries.



As for healthcare, our tax rates went up to 80% of our income. Newlyweds immediately received a $1,000 loan from the government to establish a household. We had big programs for families. All day care and education were free. High schools were taken over by the government and college tuition was subsidized. Everyone was entitled to free handouts, such as food stamps, clothing, and housing.



We had another agency designed to monitor business. My brother-in-law owned a restaurant that had square tables. Government officials told him he had to replace them with round tables because people might bump themselves on the corners. Then they said he had to have additional bathroom facilities. It was just a small dairy business with a snack bar. He couldn't meet all the demands. Soon, he went out of business. If the government owned the large businesses and not many small ones existed, it could be in control.



We had consumer protection. We were told how to shop and what to buy. Free enterprise was essentially abolished. We had a planning agency specially designed for farmers. The agents would go to the farms, count the live-stock, then tell the farmers what to produce, and how to produce it.



Mercy Killing Redefined

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In 1944, I was a student teacher in a small village in the Alps. The villagers were surrounded by mountain passes which, in the winter, were closed off with snow, causing people to be isolated. So people intermarried and offspring were sometimes retarded. When I arrived, I was told there were 15 mentally retarded adults, but they were all useful and did good manual work. I knew one, named Vincent, very well. He was a janitor of the school. One day I looked out the window and saw Vincent and others getting into a van. I asked my superior where they were going. She said to an institution where the State Health Department would teach them a trade, and to read and write. The families were required to sign papers with a little clause that they could not visit for 6 months. They were told visits would interfere with the program and might cause homesickness.



As time passed, letters started to dribble back saying these people died a natural, merciful death. The villagers were not fooled. We suspected what was happening. Those people left in excellent physical health and all died within 6 months. We called this euthanasia.



The Final Steps - Gun Laws

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Next came gun registration. People were getting injured by guns. Hitler said that the real way to catch criminals (we still had a few) was by matching serial numbers on guns. Most citizens were law abiding and dutifully marched to the police station to register their firearms. Not long after-wards, the police said that it was best for everyone to turn in their guns. The authorities already knew who had them, so it was futile not to comply voluntarily.



No more freedom of speech. Anyone who said something against the government was taken away. We knew many people who were arrested, not only Jews, but also priests and ministers who spoke up. Totalitarianism didn't come quickly, it took 5 years from 1938 until 1943, to realize full dictatorship in Austria. Had it happened overnight, my countrymen would have fought to the last breath. Instead, we had creeping gradualism. Now, our only weapons were broom handles. The whole idea sounds almost unbelievable that the state, little by little eroded our freedom.



After World War II, Russian troops occupied Austria. Women were raped, preteen to elderly. The press never wrote about this either. When the Soviets left in 1955, they took everything that they could, dismantling whole factories in the process. They sawed down whole orchards of fruit, and what they couldn't destroy, they burned. We called it The Burned Earth. Most of the population barricaded themselves in their houses. Women hid in their cellars for 6 weeks as the troops mobilized. Those who couldn't, paid the price. There is a monument in Vienna today, dedicated to those women who were massacred by the Russians.

This is an eye witness account. Its true those of us who sailed past the Statue of Liberty came to a country of unbelievable freedom and opportunity.  America Truly is the Greatest Country in the World. Don't Let Freedom Slip Away! "

In Ted Klumb's blog there has been some talk of your claim of local corruption.  You have stated that the unfortunate hotel deloper was "shaken down"  for money.  That is clearly illegal - a felony - and can be prosecuted.   Why have you or the developer not taken this to the district attorney?  Is it because there is no truth to the accusation?

There was no corruption in government befor you took office.  One could not even buy lunch for the Village Board President when Mr. Greco was in power.  He wouldn't allow even that.

Scott Krause has replied to questions regarding his position on Ted Klumb's blog below.

Whether or not you care to vote for him, it's worth taking time to read it.

To the surprise of no one, the State has now ruled that the Falls Primary will go on as scheduled.

For any remaining followers of the person pictured below me, remember that this whole election mess is a result of  election changes created by Da Slinks  (CS & JD), when they messed with well-respected rules and championed a new system that has cost not only dollars, but has caused worthy citizens to refrain for running for office.

BTW, the wanna be public servant could relieve some governmental costs by paying hs property taxes which are still unremitted as of this writing.

'Nuf said.  See you at the polls on Tuesday.

Today I received a copy of a press release to the media from a local political candidate.

I might normally respond to that, but I, out of sheer frustration, will not.

'nuff said!

I started writing this blog just before the superbowl halftime.  Maybe it's  because it is mid-winter and I was having a down day. I was penning notes on a lackluster game and yawning. 

I had been unimpressed with some of the commercials as well, perhaps because so many had been released on internet beore the game

Particularly bad were the movie commercials that ended with several frames of film production credits.  A half second or less flash of 25 or 30 lines of text cannot possibly sell even one ticket.

The commercial I liked best was a CBS promotion for David Letterman's Late Show.

Nevertheless, the second half of the game was a spectacular turnaround - thrilling right up to the end.  Too many times in my life I have turned off games that seemed dull just to miss the best parts.  I'm glad that I didn't  this time.

Last week, in his blog Boots and Sabers, Owen Robinson wrote:

"A few years ago, Washington County officials thought a $4 million lure, in the form of a subsidy to outdoor gear retailer Cabela’s, would help snare jobs and tax revenue.

...But the Milwaukee-area Cabela’s has drawn few retailers since that 165,000-square-foot store opened in September 2006.

...I fought hard against the handout at the time (as did Doug Ziegler who is running for school  board).  Since then Cabela’s did not create the jobs in its own business that it promised and has not been an engine for development."

I couldn't agree more with Mr. Robinson.

Now, here in the Falls, another similar retailer is looking for upfront cash and/or tax breaks with the promise of increased business activity and destination traffic.  I am totally against this form of economic incentive.  I do not favor taxing the masses for building venues for baseball or basketball not to mention retail sales or any other profit-making operations

There are a myriad of businesses in Menomonee Falls that have been successful based on the quality and management of their business plans.  Special favors to some and not to others tends to leave a bad taste for the community in the mouths of those that had the confidence and ability to do it on their own.

Thanks to my financial advisor for this eye-opening link:

www.usdebtclock.org

Our President has said:
"If there's one thing that I regret this year is that we were so busy just getting stuff done and dealing with the immediate crises that were in front of us that I think we lost some of that sense of speaking directly to the American people about what their core values are and why we have to make sure those institutions are matching up with those values,"

Let me say Amen to that.  What disturbes me most is that,  in all of his hours speaking and campaigning for his agenda on national TV,  he never spoke to me.

I defy anyone to watch any of his speeches and acknowledge that he ever once looked into the camera and spoke to his viewing audience.  He either looked left or looked right and always addressed his words directly to either of the two teleprompters. 

That oratory mode continues to this day.  He would be more believable if he would look at  us,  his constituents,  who are viewing from behind the camera lens.

Over the past several months I have watched the gradual decline of my favorite airline, Midwest Express.

Following its name change to Midwest Airlines, the company rentlessly terminated its pilots and outsourced piloting to Republic. They reduced other services as well.

More cuts followed, and Midwest became a shadow of its former self.

Last week I had the opportunity to sample Midwest service for a mini winter getaway.  We arrived at Mitchell Field at 5:00 a.m. for a 7 o'clock flight to Seattle. 

We stood in line for two hours just to check in our bags.  There were over 600 people in line in the Midwest line and about half as many waiting at the curbside check -in.  There were no lengthly lines at other airlines desks. Midwest was horribly understaffed.

We chose to wait inside - it was warmer there.  By 7 a.m. our bag was checked ($20 please( and we were finally released to the tender mercies of TSA.

Did I mention that emotions were at an extreme high following the check-in process which was totally disorganized.  Help from Midwest employees directing and organizing the lines was non- existant. 

The TSA people were aware of the travelers'  frustrations and did their best to move us quickly to the gates.
Thank you very much!

By 7:00 we arrived at our gate for the first leg of the flight which would take us to Kansas City.  We saw that our 7 AM flight time had been changed.  It was delayed for over an hour.  Soon came the announcement that unfortunate travelers going to connecting destinations would be bumped from this flight. (The new owner, Republic, has a policy of never holding delayed flights to accomodate those travelers.)

A cheerful voice speaking on the PA announced that we should go down to the check-in desk to make rebooking arrangements.  " The big line is gone and there are no more waiting."

Two hours an 20 minutes later - after standing in the rebooking  line - we had a new way to get to Seattle.

The next obstacle was to get to O'hare where we had been rebooked on to a flight from American Airlines.  Midwest hired a car for us and we were driven to Chicago.  We arrived there somewhere around noon.  (We should have been only an hour away from landing in Seattle by that time.)

The American people were very gracioius to accept our flight which had been handed over from  Midwest.  They couldn't have been more gracious about it.

Our next delay was built-in because the plane wasn't scheduled to leave until 8:30 p.m.  We ate a leisurely lunch and waited. And waited. And waited.

And waited!

Finally our departure was at hand.  We were ready to go,seated in the plane, when s*** happened.  A couple from New York had smuggled a little dog onto the plane.  The cabin attendant caught them and after much ado they were expelled from the flight.

 OK No problem.  Let's get moving.

But, the Captain announced that in the quest for safety, baggage belonging to other couple needed to be removed from the cargo hold. The ground crew would sort through their bags as quickly as they could.

We finally took off around 11:00 p.m Central time.

We arrived at our destination 16 hours after originally scheduled time.  We had already been awake for 22 hours. And yet to come was another 2-1/2 hour car ride until we could hit the bed.

A wonderful three days followed and it became time to leave for home.  The Midwest flight from Seattle to Milwaukee was a mere 1/2 hour behind schedule and the rest of the flight was uneventful.

At the flight's end we were looking forward to the freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies that are Midwest's signature Best Care In the Air. 

The cookies arrived and were served directly from the refrigerator.  Stale!    Ice cold!

Close the coffin!

Kudos to the Menomonee Falls Fire Department - and all the recent assisting communities!

On my scanner yesterday, I had the opportunity to monitor fire department operations at the Goetz Court conflegration.  I happended to be awake early as we were expecting a full house for holiday celebrations.  For nearly six hours my ears were tuned in to the action as I prepared for the guests.

From beginning to end, all radio traffic showed off the professionalism of our fire fighters.  Cool, calm voices were in charge of the scene.  Seemingly every detail of  optimizing necessary resources was addressed.

It is heartwarming to know that our community has the ability to communicate, depend on, and  work with our neighboring communities.

The endless hours of preparation and training have really paid off.

In this era of budget cutting we should remain grateful that public safety issues such as fire, police and transportation continue to be properly funded.

Happy New Year to all!

Yws, I am a grumpy old man.

We had a super cool, unpleasant summer.  I grumbled.
And, now winter has offered a much less than pleasant than season so far.

The multi-inch slush fall last week caused me to bring forth language that only  some sailors know.
I have watched my neighbors, as well as myself, fight with snow blowers that balked at the heavy demand.

Village employees assigned to show/slush removal did a remarkable job with that storm.  No, it was not as perfect as snowfall clearing has been in the past.  But, this was not a normal weather event.

Nevertheless, our streets were plowed - open - we were able to move about.
Overnight the crews worked, and the next day they were there finishing up the job.

In front of my house village plows amassed a 3-ton mountain of weather droppings. The pile has now turned into an ice mountain.  Thank goodness that it was all removed from the street.

With all the recent budget cuts it is comforting that our community is able to react to a troublesome situation out of the normal.

Today I yield this space to the writer of an e-mail that I receiived this morning.  Paul

To all my fellow Cinderellas… (and Prince Charmings?):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bslSxYwgwlE

I am almost 35 years old, & have heard the Cinderella story many times.  The other day, I stepped off the curb and almost lost my shoe, and in a flash, my outlook on life changed (at least for a moment).

As you may recall Cinderella quickly dashes out of the ball and runs down a flight of stairs where she inevitably loses her glass slipper.  The prince finds this slipper and attempts to find his true love by locating the one woman in the land whose foot fit that slipper perfectly. 

My “A HA!” moment…… The slipper fell off because it was too big for her tiny foot!  That glass slipper did not fit her perfectly! 

This thought then triggered a bunch of other possible plot problems:

• So whose slipper was this? Was Prince Charming fooled by some downtrodden vixen?
• Whom did he actually spend “happily ever after“ with?

·         Who’s the genius that decide her slipper should be made of glass, and why?  (Poor choice in material)

o   When the slipper fell of the foot, it’s a miracle the glass didn’t shatter into pieces!

o   Imagine how her toes looked, all scrunched into that clear high-heeled slipper. I’m guessing it wasn’t pretty.

o   Imagine how sweaty ones foot would be in a glass slipper. I don’t think glass breathes well.

o   How does one even walk in something that stiff and fragile.  Thinking she didn’t walk or dance very gracefully.

·         Exactly how does “Happily ever after” go?  Why do they always seem to skip the details of this part?

·         Don’t even get me started on the pumpkin and mice,  eee gads!

My grown up mind is much more jaded than when I was 8 (maybe Megan is right when she says I’m disturbed).  I used to believe in the fairy tale endings, and Prince Charmings.   I now realize that the story ends at “they lived happily ever after” for a reason….Because if they told the whole story, we’d see that Prince Charming and Cinderella would’ve lived just like us.  They’d get into their routines, take each other for granted, they’d fight. They’d stop communicating effectively. Prince charming would get irritated with Cinderella’s incessant humming/singing. Cinderella would be annoyed by the prince’s wandering eye that stares at the beautiful women who enter the room, and that he spends too much time jousting with his knight buddies. They’d have kids that constantly interrupt, cry, won’t eat their porridge, and don’t listen. They’d have tragedies, and heartbreak, and sorrow.  

What I’ve learned since I was 8, is that “Happily ever after” is not always happy, it’s what you do in the tough moments that makes you’re “ever after” great.  As you all live in your “ever afters”, try to take time to remember the fairy tales you have lived that got you to where you are today.

Next thing you know, somebody is going to tell me that Santa Claus is not real…. Happy Holidays.

With love to all my beautiful friends,

Lady Falkner of Meadow Lark

 What are here are our new property tax statements.  And, I'm not really jumping for joy.  In fact, I am downright dismayed.

All in all, the dollars I will pay out  for my home next week are $222 more this year than last.  I am paying more and getting less in return.

Another fee here, another fee there - they add up too.  Dismal!

Our school test scores show that quality education is leaking away. Shameful!

To boot, my home is worth 20% less than it was a year ago should I choose to sell it.  Oh, well - it could be worse.  Thank goodness the federal government has no plans to increase spending and add new taxes.

For those of you who are anticipating your upcoming retirement, and have plans for using all that free time you have been banking for yourself , I offer you a wake-up call.

Since July first I have been officially "retired" from my avocation as Senior Management of a manufacturing company.

No more need to awaken at 4:15 in the morning.  I can shave every other day if I wish. There are so many other plusses that one might dream about.  Due to age I have reached my goal!

But, there is no free lunch.  When any of the myriad chores that surface around my home need attention, I have now lost  the ability to use the word "tomorrow".  No more do I have the luxury of being "too busy today" for the project.  There is now no time like the present.

One after another, whether it be one of my wife's demands or something that I recognize is needed, there is just no excuse for not doing it right now.

So, as of today the First of December, our Christmas lights are up and blazing. The garden has been put to sleep for the winter and the grass has been mowed for the last time.  My Chriistmas shopping is finished. Nothing left to do except a whole bunch of stuff that I would rather not think about for another month or two.

Meg has written and addressed all the Christmas cards and I got off my chair to affix the stamps. Done!

Five months into retirement and I am finally about half caught up. 

...More later.  President Obama is on TV now with his Afghanistan speech. 
I wish he would look in to the camera at me and not just address all of his remarks to the teleprompters on his right and the left.

...if you are a telemarketer.  I hate being interrupted with sales pitches.

Monday November 30th is the last day for a while to sign up with the Wisconsin no-call list.  It is a simple task, just log on to http://nocall.wisconsin.gov/  or call 1-866-966-2255. 

This, hopefully, will keep salespeople away from your phone for two years.  And, they accept cell phone numbers as well.

Now, if only we could make this mandatory for politicians as well.

To all:  HAPPY THANKSGIVING! 

I am very grateful to be alive and  to enjoy the wonderful life that  is and has been my good fortune.
Thanks be to {fill in the many blanks}, for all that has been bestowed on me - whether from my spiritual beliefs or living souls - Thank You!

 Unfortunately, there are those not so fortunate.

My bride and I regularly repay some of our bounties by donating to the food pantry at  the Menomonee Falls School Distirct head office.

There is a definite need to help others - even within our affluent suberb. 

Please help.  No matter how much or little, food donations are accepted every day at the Schoo District office on Menomonee and Lavergne Ave. for the Falls Food Pantry.

The holiday season is always a tiime of extra stress for those in  need.  Please consider at least a small donation to help your neighbors.

Blessings to you all!

Wow, What a weekend!
Mother nature has blessed us with two absolutely glorious days in a row while we have time off from work.

We enthusiastically opened windows for fresh air, darn near finished the gardening work,  and even found  time to put up a string or two of Christmas lights.

T'was much more than expected, and I'm very thankful!