50

If you’ve been following my posts the last few days, you know that I recently celebrated—yes, celebrated—50 years since graduating high school. There is a unique kind of comfort in walking into a room full of people who remember the exact same teachers, the exact same local hangouts, and the exact same songs of your youth. Seriously, I never realized just how 1970s music played … Continue reading 50

RAYMO’S SECOND CALLING! MOVE OVER, PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHERS!

​I had the absolute privilege of being at Pebble Creek Golf Course in Becker this past week to cover the State Class A golf tournament for KLQP. I have to tell you, this is hands-down one of my favorite high school sporting events of the entire year, and Pebble Creek is just the perfect stage for it. While I was driving my golf cart around … Continue reading RAYMO’S SECOND CALLING! MOVE OVER, PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHERS!

LETTER TO MY 18 YEAR OLD SELF

​I was sitting in the Montevideo gym for my granddaughter’s baccalaureate service, listening to the preacher deliver his message. As I looked out at the graduates, a thought hit me: If I could talk to myself at 18 years old, knowing what I know now, what advice would I give him? ​What would I tell that young, sharp-looking 18-year-old—fresh out of high school, packed up, … Continue reading LETTER TO MY 18 YEAR OLD SELF

PROMS, PRAYER AND LOTS OF MILES

​I love being busy. It’s invigorating, and I get so much joy out of being involved in so many different things. As a “people person,” I truly thrive when I’m surrounded by others. This past week was a whirlwind—full of fun, though my pocketbook certainly took a hit! I was on the road every day, putting serious miles on the Equinox. That meant filling up … Continue reading PROMS, PRAYER AND LOTS OF MILES