Most everybody likes noodles, so I figured Noodles and Company would be a good place to meet and eat with friends. Noodles is a place that features noodles and pasta as well as soups and salads. It's located in a restaurant row at 3000 32nd Ave. S. So I met Lisa Jahns (LJ) and Zach Conrad (ZC) there at 11:30 a.m. for lunch on a sunny day in June. We were among the first to place our orders at the counter. There was a choice of seating indoors or on the front deck outside. We chose inside.
Dear Sandy Mason, This is the time of year you probably miss your old home in Grand Forks. But I know you and Earl had good reasons for moving permanently to Tucson. Being around grandchildren is important. There are stories about the hot, hot weather down your way this week. It is really nice here now. But some of the peonies were battered by the wind last week. Others in sheltered areas have grown more beautiful than ever during this merry month of June.
LARIMORE, N.D. — School's out and you can hear the voices of children at the swimming pool and nearby park. As you drive into this town on Highway 81, also Towner Avenue, you see Larson's Drive Inn. It has been there since Marlene Larson opened it 30 years ago.
Dear Mayor Brown, Far be it from me to try to tell you what to do. But Wednesday is Flag Day. I think you should issue an order for all of us to fly our flags June 14. If you are too busy bringing babies into the world at Altru Hospital, you could maybe have Dana Sande tell us. After all, he is president of the city council. This has got to be one of the best weeks of the year in Grand Forks. As the poet James Russell Lowell asked way back when: "What is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days."
"Mosquitoes," he said. They rank at the top of Grand Forks memories for a man who grew up on the Air Force base and left with his family 25 years ago. He recently came back just to review his childhood. Alan W. Rateliff remembers the snowball fights and how much his dog loved playing in the snow. He thinks of the crab apples on Louisiana Street on the base. He remembers how much he enjoyed both eating them and using them as weapons.
ST. THOMAS, N.D.--- Cars lined the main streets of this town 10 miles north of Grafton on a recent Thursday. The café was packed with happy people eating turkey dinner. You would think it was Thanksgiving. But in St. Thomas, it's turkey day every Thursday. And the dinner is better than I ever have eaten anywhere. In the first place, the white meat of THE turkey that appeared on my plate was tasty, tender and moist. A light brown gravy sparkled over the soft mound of mashed potatoes. Even the peas and carrots on the plate were grade A. Fresh tasting.
The skies are clear and grass is growing The breeze comes whispering in our ear that dandelions are blossoming near The robin is plastering his house hard by ... With the days of June unfolding, I reach for those words written by James Russell Lowell more than a century ago. On these days of June, all of winter's atrocities are forgotten. The joys of summer stretch ahead. Peonies are beginning to blossom, and rhubarb will have its day at the annual festival Saturday at University Lutheran Church.
In a way, she is feeling nostalgic. She's excited and a little nervous. After all, life is changing for Nicole Rothenberger. She's a senior at Grand Forks Central High School and among those graduating Sunday from the two largest high schools in Grand Forks. Nicole has been looking for a summer job. She's planning to attend UND and work on a double major in music and speech communication.
Dear Queen Elizabeth, It is rather presumptuous of me to be writing to you. I realize that. But I figure at our age, we can take a few liberties. You were born in April 1926 and married Prince Philip in 1947. I was born on May 30, 1926, and married Jack Hagerty in 1949. I was reading that you were trained from early childhood to become queen. They sometimes called you Lilibet back then.
The peonies are up and promising their debut in June. Rhubarb is getting ready for another run. Two fat rabbits are watching on the sidelines in my backyard on Cottonwood Street. The second weekend of May brings graduation ceremonies at UND. It rounds out the glory of Music Week. It marks the beginning of fishing in Minnesota. And it honors mothers who on Sunday may have breakfast in bed.