ISNT THAT SOMETHING
Column: Friendly foes, and Father Flanagan, found way here
WORTHINGTON — There is a reason for twice-told tales. Some of the time, stories are told twice (or more) because they are important.By Ray Crippen , March 17, 2012
Column: What's in a name? Oh, plenty, since the 19th century
WORTHINGTON — I wasn’t paying attention. I should have known a long, long time ago. In the beginning — oh, at least to the middle of the 19th century, but even after that — there were Americans who called their land “Columbia.”By Ray Crippen , March 10, 2012
Column: Triple-dip cones at no extra charge? You're not dreaming
The first ice cream I ever knew was homemade. I remember one evening. We were living across Lake Street from Lake Okabena.By Ray Crippen , March 03, 2012
Column: Have you 'Hurd' the story of Nobles County's oldest Civil War vet?
WORTHINGTON — I wish I knew more about this business of tearing down old houses and replacing them with new. These columns have lamented more than once that Worthington doesn’t save its buildings. “Everything” gets torn down. On one hand.By Ray Crippen , February 25, 2012
Column: In a fowl mood? Well, this column should be fitting
WORTHINGTON — There was a time when we wondered nearly every day, “Why did the chicken cross the road?” When would this have been? Fourth grade? Why did the chicken cross the road?By Ray Crippen , February 18, 2012
Column: East side, west side, all around the Nobles County towns
WORTHINGTON — Does Nobles County have more communities — more towns — than any other county in Minnesota? I think this is so.By Ray Crippen , February 11, 2012
Column: Where's the beef? Plenty of options back in Sav-Mor days
WORTHINGTON — I was talking lately about Worthington’s Sav-Mor market, the building at the corner of 11th Street and Second Avenue that was bombed by the old YMCA last month. The Y bomb reminded me of The War.By Ray Crippen , February 04, 2012
Column: Not hungry for breakfast? Try reading this, then
WORTHINGTON — I stayed overnight with Aunt Maggie and Uncle Bert. Now this was more than three or four years ago. On the farm east of Wilmont. There were kerosene lamps because Bert and Maggie did not yet have electricity. When I got up in the morning, Aunt Maggie was frying pork chops and potatoes. Nice gravy. “Strange,” I thought.By Ray Crippen , January 21, 2012
Column: Old water tower - a picture from Worthington's past
WORTHINGTON — Lately I came on an old photo — a snapshot — of the Worthington water tower that stood exactly at the south entrance to Grand Avenue through half-a-century. The huge, silver-painted tank lifted above the city on six steel legs and was one of the most prominent features on Worthington’s skylineBy Ray Crippen , January 14, 2012
Column: And now a word from our sponsors
WORTHINGTON — I was asked, “What was the best thing that happened to you in 2011?” What was the worst thing? I can never answer those questions.By Ray Crippen , January 07, 2012
Column: The Thompson - Standing tall for 100 years
WORTHINGTON — What were we thinking? Every city, today and through all history, has made a boast of its tall buildings. It isn’t really necessary to make a show of tall buildings; tall buildings show themselves.By Ray Crippen , December 31, 2011
Column: Recalling some old Christmas traditions
WORTHINGTON — Thirty years ago, I was assigned to research some of our great Christmas traditions that generally are overlooked by the newspapers. I produced a series to bring more cheer, as well as some diversion, to the Christmas celebration.By Ray Crippen , December 24, 2011
Column: Toys were something, but music made Christmas something special
WORTHINGTON — In a time when BenLee’s was Montgomery Ward, my dad was manager of the automotive department in Ward’s basement. I never was much caught up in tires and inner tubes, chamois and steering wheel covers, but this time of year — Thanksgiving to Christmas — Ward’s basement became toyland.By Ray Crippen , December 17, 2011
Column: Delivering the newspaper meant 'Candy Lady' visits
WORTHINGTON — In the long ago (was this before Noah?) — in the long ago, Daily Globe carrier boys set out these December Saturday mornings with their collection books and their empty carrier bags over their shoulders. The Daily Globe was two cents per copy and there were five editions each week, Monday-Friday. The weekly bill for subscribers was 10 cents.By Ray Crippen , December 10, 2011
Column: Sgt. York had Nobles County company in WWI
WORTHINGTON — If you are of a certain age, and if I say Sergeant York, you will think Gary Cooper. On the other hand — if you are of a certain age and I say Sergeant York — everything will be blank. You won’t know Sergeant York and you won’t know Gary Cooper.By Ray Crippen , December 03, 2011
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