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So last night was the final class of our required biannual emergency first responder refresher course.  These days I am privileged to be answering calls with the Emergicare division of our local Township Fire Department, but the only refresher that fit my schedule was the one up in New Auburn, with my old Population 485 crew.  So it’s been fun.  A goofball reunion of sorts.

My good friend, neighbor, and butcher, Bob the One-Eyed Beagle was in fine form last night.  He informed me that yesterday someone came by the meat market with a bunch of books and asked him to sign each one of’em.  He got a big kick out of that.  Then he told the story of how he hauled an old defunct TV to the recycling center the other day.  He says he stopped at the cafe and one of the regulars asked him why he had a TV in the back of his pickup.  “I told him I was trying to get the Outdoor Channel!” said Beagle.

Snuck up to Jamboree Days Sunday.  It was good to see folks.  My wife and I and our two little ones wandered around through the carnival, ate charcoal chicken and homemade hot dogs, sat on the sidewalk and caught candy during the parade, and watched some softball.  I got to see many of my Nobbern firefighting pals.  Always so good to visit.  The photo above is of me and my friend, neighbor and fellow firefighter Bob the One-Eyed Beagle.  Not only is Bob a good guy, he is a master at turning our pigs into neat little packages of smoky delight…

If you don’t know the story of how Bob got his nickname, it’s in here.

P.S. It used to be the beer tent, but now it’s the beer barn.  They’ve done quite a job of tuning up the park there in Nobbern.  I remember when I moved back in 1995, there was a falling down softball backstop and some old horseshoe pits.  Now it’s a going concern.  Tip of the cap to all the volunteers sung and unsung.

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Went on TV with Rachel this morning.  We talked about books, chickens, midwives, my pal Bob the One-Eyed Beagle, and where I’ll be today and tomorrow.

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In 2007, my wife and I had the opportunity to take over my mother-in-law’s farmstead near Fall Creek, Wisconsin.  I am no longer in the New Auburn fire district, but am pleased to say I am now allowed to carry a pager for the local volunteer rescue service in my township, and I still make it back to “Nobbern” regularly to see the Beagle, help out at Jamboree Days, and attend the annual banquet with all my NAAFD pals.  In other words, we’re still neighbors.