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When you have kids you sign up for everything.

Soda popped, and he now has an official name.

The cashier at Sloan Stadium said I looked old enough to remember … .

It is with grateful and humbled hearts that we would like to thank the community of Humphrey for the tremendous outpouring of support and kindness that we experienced at the benefit for Doug this weekend.

Eleven years.

I understand that someday we may not have weekday masses at Holy Family because of the shortage of priests.

A few weeks ago I was flipping through the pages of a college alumni magazine that comes out periodically.

I have won $2.5 million and a new car, so anyone want to buy a newspaper?

My wife has been going back in history, converting old 8 mm films into digital copies and moving information from an old computer to a new one.

Letter to the editor In reference to the article in the Feb. 22 edition of the Humphrey Democrat on the statement that Lindsay Holy Family school, grades 7-12 will merge with Humphrey St. Francis, I decided to look up the word merge in the World Book Dictionary. This is what was written: Merge-swallow up; adsorb; combine and absorb; to become swallowed up or adsorbed into something else.

The beauty of memories is that we shape them as time goes by.

Someday “Soda” will see the pictures of Saturday’s baby shower and understand how excited the family and their friends were for his or her arrival.

Every time I look at my daughter, Claire, I see this little girl who is growing into a mommy.

If you live long enough you see your heroes fade away.

The more college and professional sports change, the more I appreciate high school athletics.