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Autumn perfect for the trail, its lessons in history

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john marshal

Not long ago we stopped along Union Street, where the Välkommen

Trail intersects, and looked both ways, as we do at nearly all the

Trail intersections, and it struck home that there is always something

pleasing about this walkway even if we’re not actually on it, striding

along or cruising on a bike. From most intersections the Trail moves

north and south in a kind of serpentine meandering, over lush grassy

slopes or along lines of high cedars, and among leafy little plots and

garden shrines that people have cultivated along the way.

And then there are the signs, more than two dozen special histori-
cal markers along the course, each a special commemoration in the

rich history of the Smoky Valley.

During this stretch of weather-to-be-outdoors, we applaud the

Trail, a crown jewel among Lindsborg public works projects. This

2.5-mile, $1.5 million bicycle and pedestrian trail was incubated on

Dec.28, 2000, when the City filed a request for a National Interim

Trail Use permit with the federal Surface Transportation Board, the

chief regulatory agency for railroads. The Trail was to be built on

the abandoned rail beds of the Missouri Pacific and Union Pacific

Railroads. Then followed a long stretch of wagering and haggling

with the railroads, and planning sessions among City officials and

local interests.

Construction of the Trail began in early March, 2006, with the

opening ceremony on July 29, a muggy Saturday morning. Even

with landscaping not quite finished, the project was thrilling, the

spread of its solid concrete, its trail heads, its lighting, its shaded

benches and rest stops. Here was government at work, helping a

community to be more livable, to polish its appeal. With each year

the Trail matures, acquiring patina, the reassuring comfort of func-
tion and familiarity.

LONG BEFORE the City officially opened the Trail, the Smoky

Valley Historical Association had adopted a project to erect 2 x

3-feet historical markers along its winding stretches with signs

placed at significant sites. Each sign is sponsored by a local busi-
ness or individual donors. The first two, unveiled in late May 2007,

mark the sites of the former Union Pacific and Missouri Pacific

Railroad depots.

“Without the railroads,” said the venerable Corky Malm,

“Lindsborg would not be here today. We hope the signs welcome

people to a historical trail of the people, businesses and industries

that have made Lindsborg what it is today.”

The Trail is a diary, an education in the area’s history along the

rail beds. The desire to build it led to a Historical Association Trail

Committee, led by Malm with members including John Riggs,

Ken Branch, Don Howe and board members Margaret Nelson,

Bill Carlson and Chet Peterson. Bertil Malm, Ken Swisher, Einar

Johnson and others have been involved, gathering at the sites to

help dig the holes for the sign posts and prepare a brief program for

installation ceremonies.

A couple of years ago, on May 12, a crew of about a half-dozen

wily, history-hardened veterans showed up at the Union Street

site to install a marker commemorating the Methodist Church in

Lindsborg. The sign gleamed with the likeness of a tomte from

its creator, the late Norman Malm, also a church member. (The

Methodist Episcopal Church, organized here in 1879, worshiped in

the Swedish Methodist Church until 1887, when members built a

church at 224 S. Main.)

Among the installation crew for this sign were Peterson and

Swisher, armed with a portable auger, men who had been part of the

installation of every sign along the Trail. They were there to make

short work of this one, their 25th, digging two 30-inch deep holes

for each leg of the sign’s heavy iron frame.

Short work became long work. The men had struck a solid layer

of chunk rock, once used to cushion the ties and rails in the days

when the railroads brought commerce to the Smoky Valley. They

had struck history, in hard form. It came loose reluctantly, a rock at

“It’s all my fault,” chuckled Bill Carlson, a regular with this vol-
unteer crew. He had worked for the railroads in Lindsborg decades

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ago (“78 cents an hour…”). Carlson was on his knees and elbows,

reaching with gloved hands into one of the holes, removing rock and

dirt a handful at a time. At one point, as the men were about to break

through the layer of rocks, Peterson looked up at the sign, pointed

at reference to Nels Peterson (the fi rst pastor) and said “That’s my

dad’s uncle.” More history, in the fl esh.

Corky Malm, Norman’s brother, surveyed the scene. “Normally,

we’d come in and be done in 20 minutes,” he said. “This hard dig-
ging, it fi ts … kind of like Norman … to be hard-headed, like this.”

IN JUNE, 2010, the Historical Association published an updated

edition of the illustrated booklet that documents its Trail signage

project. The free publication contains photographs and small nar-
ratives for 23 of the Trail’s signs and the community history that

the project celebrates. The original booklet, published in June 2007,

listed 17 signs. When the Association fi rst discussed a marker proj-
ect for the Trail, the goal was ten signs.

A year later, in May 2011, installation of a Trail sign with the title

“Lindsborg’s Boxcar Children” carried a candid and unswerving

message about the impact of railroads in the community. That sign

was erected at the location of a “railroad boxcar,” which served

as home for Martin and Frieda Opat and their family for nearly a

decade, from 1930 to 1939.

A special signifi cance came with this sign; the railroads brought

life to the early, emerging towns and cities of the Plains, and to

Lindsborg, where Martin Opat came to work for the railroad and to

raise a family – one that would ultimately include nine children, all

boys, all grateful that the railroads had provided work and, in their

case, shelter. They would become prominent, productive members

of the community.

The Trail’s historical markers are an affectionate, anecdotal

chronicling of more than a century in Lindsborg and the Smoky

Valley. They are the living enterprise of men and women who want

us to know how we have lived and died, prospered, perished, or

simply existed by nature’s quirky authority.

The Historical Association signs and sponsors (in parentheses)

are:

– A Brief History of Early Lindsborg (Lindsborg Community Foundation)

– Terrible Swedes (Lindsborg Quarterback Club)

– Bethany College (Wallace Chevrolet of McPherson)

– Birger Sandzén (Peoples Bank and Trust of McPherson)

– Messiah Chorus (First Bank of McPherson and Assaria)

– Bethany Lutheran Church (Doris Johnson Stump)

– Railways to Highways (Mid-Kansas Co-op)

– The Power Plant (Dauer Welding and Machine)

– Missouri Pacifi c Depot (Hemslöjd, Inc.)

– Site of Many Uses (Curtis and Jill Enterprises, LLC, dba Anderson Body Shop)

– Home and Studio of Anton Pearson (Corky and Deloris Malm)

– Hagstrom Manufacturing Company (Lindsborg Concrete Products)

– Crossing the Smoky (Midway Motors of McPherson)

– The Swedish Pavilion (Dr. Duane and Nancy Fredrickson)

– Smoky Valley Roller Mill (Lindsborg State Bank)

– Crescent Flour Mill (Scott’s Hometown Foods)

– Kansas Pacifi c Depot (Farmers State Bank)

– Red Barn Studio and Museum (Lindsborg Lions, Kiwanis and Rotary service

clubs)

– Messiah Lutheran Church (members of Messiah Lutheran Church)

– Hobo Camp on the Smoky (members of the Trail Sign Committee)

– Art in Lindsborg (Ron and Loren Dauer dba Town and Country Repair)

– Evangelical Covenant Church (members of Evangelical Covenant Church)

– Lindsborg Public Schools (USD 400, Smoky Valley School District)

– Lindsborg’s Boxcar Children (E-M Sand and Gravel and the family of Edward

Opat)

– Trinity United Methodist Church (Norman Malm Memorial)

No better time than autumn to enjoy them.

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– JOHN MARSHALL

Beef and pork quality assurance training December 2

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credit -NDSU Ag

            LINCOLN, Neb. — University of Nebraska-Lincoln Extension will be offering a Beef Quality Assurance and Pork Quality Assurance recertification and training Dec. 2 at the Lancaster Extension Education Center.

 

            Registration and evening meal will begin at 5:30 p.m. with the programs beginning at 6:15 p.m.

 

            Participants will complete an interactive training and quiz in order to certify/recertify. Each session will last about two hours.

 

            Rob Eirich, UNL Extension educator and Nebraska BQA director, will teach BQA. There is an additional $20 fee for the BQA certification (checks can be made payable to Nebraska BQA). This certification is good for two years. The BQA certification is free to youth and full-time college students.

 

            Amy Schmidt, UNL assistant professor, livestock bioenvironmental engineer and Nebraska PQA+ trainer, will teach the PQA session.

 

            There is no additional fee for this certification, and it is good for three years. The PQA certification is the adult certification only.

 

            This program is designed for anyone who wants more information on good production practices of beef and/or pork and for persons who raise, market, and/or sell beef and/or pork animals. There will be time to visit with the speakers on an individual or small group basis.

 

            Cost is $10 and includes the meal and all materials. Pre-registration is requested by Nov. 26 to ensure an accurate head count for the meal. Please indicate attending the BQA or PQA session.

 

            To register or obtain more information, contact: Lindsay Chichester, Saunders County, 402-624-8007 or Cole Meador, Lancaster County, 402-441-7180.

Viburnums shine into Fall

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Burkwood Viburnum Blossom

LINCOLN, Neb. — There’s a lot to love about viburnums. Though they are known for their large, showy (and sometimes fragrant) spring blossoms, their ornamental characteristics extend far beyond that. Many produce magnificent berries late summer into fall, most have outstanding fall color and some have foliage that persists all winter.

 

In the face of recent drought, viburnums have fared far better than more commonly-planted shrubs like hydrangea and burning bush. And if deer are a problem in your locale, another great quality is that viburnums are rarely bothered by them. Ornamental characteristics really vary within this species and new varieties are being developed all the time, but here’s a few that really shine.

 

The fruits of Siebold viburnum (Viburnum sieboldii) change from rose to red to black. It’s one of the largest viburnums, growing to 20 feet or higher. It has a rigid growing habit and is worth planting alone as a specimen.

 

American cranberrybush viburnum (V. trilobum) gets yellow to reddish purple fall foliage and bright red fruits that may hold from September into February. It is similar to European cranberrybush, but has better fall color and is more resistant to aphids. A dwarf cultivar, ‘Compactum’, grows to 5 feet by 5 feet.

 

Nannyberry viburnum (V. lentago), a Nebraska native, is tolerant of almost any conditions; sun or shade, moist or dry soils, planted in a border or as a specimen. Fruits go through a series of color changes. Green when they first appear in September, they may turn yellow, rose and pink before becoming bluish black. They often persist into December. Fall foliage may be red, but often the leaves fall off while they are still green. Its one weakness is susceptibility to mildew, so it should be planted where there is good air movement.

 

The fruits of arrowwood viburnum (V. dentatum)are also bluish black September through October and are favored by birds. Plantsman Michael Dirr calls this viburnum “possibly [the] most durable viburnum for midwest… in Nebraska it withstands the high pH, heavy soils and the vagaries of that climate.” The dark green leaves are glossy and turn yellow to red in the fall.

 

On wayfaringtree (V. lantana) the fruits go from yellow to red to black, often with all three colors present at the same time, making it showy in fall even though its leaves rarely develop good fall color. Planting several varieties in close proximity will increase fruiting. It can also withstand difficult, clayey soils. The cultivar ‘Mohican’ is slightly smaller, 8.5 feet by 8.5 feet, than the mature size of 13 by 13 feet for the species.

 

Another viburnum outstanding for its fruits is linden viburnum (V. dilatatum). Drupes are bright, cherry red September through October, sometimes drying and persisting into December when they look like withered red raisins.  Its leaves also hold late and can turn a bronze or burgundy color.

 

Mapleleaf viburnum (V. acerifolium)is one of the smaller viburnums, growing 5 feet by 3.5 feet. Fall foliage is beautiful, ranging from pink to orange to purple. Fruits are black, often remaining into the winter. It can grow in almost full shade and, unlike most viburnums, can also tolerate dry conditions.

 

Viburnum ‘Copper Ridges’ also has beautiful fall foliage; it begins copper and changes to a deep maroon.

 

Though its foliage doesn’t tend to take on fall color, the dark green, leathery leaves of lantanaphyllum viburnum, (V. x rhytidophylloides)persist into winter. The cultivar ‘Alleghany’ has somewhat smaller and even more persistent foliage. Fruits turn from bright red to black. The deeply ridged foliage of ‘Willowwood’ also may persist into the spring.

 

Leatherleaf viburnum (V. rhytidophyllum) is aptly named for its sturdy leaves with deep wrinkles. Planted in a protected micro-climate, it may remain green all winter. Fruits are red to black and hold into December. This species is tolerant of hot, dry, sunny locations.

 

Here’s a few other characteristics and preferences you might want to keep in mind in selecting a viburnum. If the site is in heavy shade, mapleleaf and arrowwood viburnum are good choices. For dry soils, possibilities include nannyberry and mapleleaf. Arrowwood viburnum can withstand heat better than most varieties and if the site is wet, European cranberrybush viburnum will do well.

 

To attract wildlife, the fruits of nannyberry, Koreanspice, arrowwood, Sargent and American cranberrybush

Laugh tracks in the dust

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Thayne Cozart
Milo Yield

Well, Mother Nature is making up for the late killing frost — big time. The last two days have seen night time temperatures in the low teens and day time temps in the high 20s — and the wind has constantly pumped in the frigid air from the northwest. And, it’s supposed to stay this way for at least another week, with a high possibility for snow Saturday.

However, prior to the plunge into winter, the hunting season opened and I hunted some of our pen-raised quail with my buddies Rollin Birdz and Dusty Farmer. The scenting conditions — dry and windy — weren’t the best, but we had good morning hunts over the weekend and on Monday and got the dogs back in the swing of hunting.

Then, Sunday and Monday afternoons, Dusty and I decided to get in a last few hours of fall fishing in the Flint Hills. We scored around 20 bass and bluegills on Sunday and 11 filleting-size crappie on Monday. We were fishing around 4 p.m. on Monday and we knew the Polar Express wuz gonna roll in soon. We saw it coming over the hill and headed for the pickup. And, by the time we got loaded up, the wind wuz blowing so hard we could scarcely close the pickup doors. And, by the time we drove 15 miles home, the temperature had dropped 25 degrees. Now that’s what you call squeezing every last minute out of the fishing season.

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I’ve got a good friend, ol’ R. R. Mann, whose string of bad luck — not catastrophic, but funny and sad at the same time — this month reached near epic proportions.

First, he accidentally rolled a wheel over the favorite house dog of the family and grandkids. That’s bad enuf, but when he tried to help the injured pup, it bit him hard enough to leave his hand and arm bandaged up.

The second incident involved a skunk getting into his man cave/shop. When it got scared, it ran under the refrigerator and got itself entangled in the compressor. In the process of trying to extricate the skunk, R. R. got sprayed a few times. His man cave now has a lingering pungent odor about it.

And, the third incident involved R. R.’s first attempt to get involved in the poultry bizness. First, he built a nice chicken coop to house the mature birds. Then he borrowed a neighbor’s incubator and hatched a dozen fluffy new “laying” chicks. He augmented his new poultry flock by buying 25 “meat chicks” at the local farm store’s last “chick day” of the year.

For the baby chicks, he build a plywood pen two-feet high in his man cave/shop, equipped it with heat lamps, feeders and waterers and enjoyed a few days of watching his new chicks and envisioning tasty fried chicken meals this winter.

Alas, R. R. has a red heeler dog that — as it turned out — shares R. R.’s appetite for chicken, but it didn’t wait for winter. The dog easily hopped over the pen fence and helped itself to all but four of R. R.’s new chicks. I guess he got full before he could devour the entire flock.

Now that’s what I call a string of bad/sad luck. The only good thing that could possibly come to R. R. of all that bad luck is that experience is usually the best teacher. I’ll bet he does better next time.

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A part-time farmer is at work one day at the welding shop when he notices that his co-worker is wearing an earring. The farmer knows his co-worker to be a normally conservative fellow and is curious about his sudden change in “fashion sense.” So, he walks up to his fellow welder and says, “I didn’t know you were into earrings.”

“Don’t make such a big deal, it’s only an earring,” the co-worker replies sheepishly.

The farmer falls silent for a few minutes, but then his curiosity prods him to ask, “So, how long have you been wearing one?”

“Ever since my wife found it in my truck,” his co-worker admitted.

I always wondered how the men with ear-ring trend got started!

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Two grain farmers from the same rural community finished combining soybeans the same day and that night meet for a cool one at the local watering hole — the Dew Drop Inn.

Eventually their conversation turns to the subject of making love. The first farmer volunteered, “Did you know that lions make love 10 to 15 times a night?”

“Dang,” says his friend, “and I joined the Elks just last week!”

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From Colorado comes this story. A farm wife and her five year old daughter were in a checkout line at a grocery store, when the young one became upset

about something.  The rambunctious youngster announced, “As soon as we get home I’m going to run away.”

Well, of course, the best thing for the mother to do was to let her child come to her own realization that it wouldn’t work. So she asked her daughter, “Why wait until you get home. Why don’t you just run away from here?”

The child was ready with an answer, “Because I don’t know my way to grandma’s house from here.”

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And a few wise words about grandmothers in closing. Baseball Hall of Fame member George Brett once said: “If a tie is like kissing your sister, losing is like kissing your grandmother with her teeth out.” Have a good ‘u

Haven Library Thanksgiving Event

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The Friends of the Haven Public Library is  hosting a thanksgiving story time on Thursday November 20 at 6:30!

Head on over for some stories and a craft!