ORIGINALLY WRITTEN JOEL KLAASSEN
It’s hard to believe Christmas is here already. We’re wishing you a wonderful holiday, hopefully spent with family and friends.
If we did a Friday report, it would probably come out on Thursday this week.
It’s been a while in coming, but we’re happy to announce you can now do all of your classified ad placement for the Free Press print edition or the Internet edition on our Web site. All you have to do is find the Free Classified banner and click on it.
You’ll be asked to register one time and from then on just log on and place your ads. The Internet-only ads are free and the print-edition ads can be paid for with your credit card, and written by you just like you want them. Now you can take care of business on your hours and not ours.
I meant to get this in last week, but either forgot or thought what I wrote then was more important at the time.
Anyway, a Wilbur Reimer sent me an e-mail with a movie attachment for the “Amazing Machine.”
It’s Iowa Farm Machine music played on an incredible machine built collaboratively by a music conservatory and the school of engineering at the University of Iowa. What’s amazing is that 97 percent of the machine’s components came from John Deere Industries and Irrigation Equipment.
The e-mail says it took the team a combined 13,029 hours of set-up, alignment, calibration and tuning before filming this video. See if you think it was worth the time. After the display is finished at the university, the machine is being donated to the Smithsonian.
Is it real? You be the judge.
We just learned that our 6-year-old grandson Louis is now picking out his own clothes each day. We learned he told his mom recently that his “clothes didn’t match.” She said she thought it didn’t matter.
Come to find out that Louis now has little friends who are girls and they told him his clothes didn’t match. Life gets “real” before you know it.
People in Iowa must have a lot of time on their hands. Thirteen-thousand plus hours represents more than 61⁄2 years of work at 40 hours per week.
This week’s memory is about Dr. H.F. Janzen, whose office was located at 128 S. Main. The building today is virtually the same as it was 50 years ago.
Dr. Janzen didn’t become a physician until he was nearly 50 years old. I believe he practiced medicine until he was in his 80s.
I remember going there mostly for physicals before football practice began in the fall. But I remember one school-night accident when I cut my lip clear through and bent one of my front teeth straight back from running into a guy wire while playing kick the can in the dark.
There was a program at the high school that night so when it was over he met me at his office. He took a look at the tooth and then just pulled it straight forward with his finger and told me to drink milkshakes for a week. That was a terrific prescription for a seventh-grader!
Later in my life I went to him and asked for a steriod shot to make my hay fever go away. He wouldn’t give it to me because he said the long-term effects wouldn’t be worth the short-term gain.
I liked going to him because he explained things to me.