Richard P. Holm, MD It is not just poetry; it is almost a scientific fact to say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. To support that statement let's go to Embryology Class during the first years in Med School, when you learn how the eyes
When we invite company over, most people do a little something special, like clean house, prepare food, and mow the lawn.
Well, Timber Lake, we have invited company and they are coming! It’s time to get ready. It’s only four weeks until the Days of 1910 Celebration when hundreds of guests will arrive, expecting to be fed and entertained. They will be!
I“Well, what are you going to be, my boy, When you have reached manhood’s years; octor, a lawyer, or orator great, Moving throngs to laughter and tears?” But he shook his head, as he gave reply In a serious way he had: “I don’t think I’d care to be any of them; I want to be like my Dad!” To view more please log in or subscribe to the digital edition
IA column by Gov. Dennis Daugaard: South Dakotans all share three goals for our education system. First, we want a quality system of schools focused on student success. Second, we want a workforce of great teachers. Finally, we want an efficient, equitable funding system that supports those goals. Earlier this year, I joined with legislative leaders to create the Blue Ribbon Task Force on Teachers and Students. This task force will seek public input, collect and analyze data, and make recommendations to the 2016 State Legislature for reform.
Was FDR right when he spoke to the danger of "...fear itself?" Experts explain that when we are threatened by real danger, an area in our brains called the amygdala goes into action to help us survive. The amygdala stimulates the adrenal gland to release adrenaline, which in turn prepares us to defend ourselves or to run... the so-called "fight or flight" system. Adrenalin causes heart racing, sweating, blood flow to muscles, preparing us from an attacking enemy. Fear was designed to help us survive. To view more please log in or subscribe to the digital edition
By Jill Pertler
I don’t go to the mall much. It hasn’t always been this way. I used to be an experienced and proficient shopper. Hobnobbing at the mall was one of my main talents and preferred hobbies. Then, I got out of the habit, I guess. Kind of like I did with running, except with running I never actually started. My change in retail routines had to do with kids. More specifically, the kids living at my house. After giving birth, I quickly realized taking rug rats to the mall is – in a word – a heck of a lot of work. To view more please log in or subscribe to the digital edition
Around here, we are used to hearing — and saying — that we are fortunate to live in caring communities, that our small towns provide a safe environment, that they are places that nurture people and help them when they are in need. Whether it’s McLaughlin or Eagle Butte, Timber Lake or Isabel, we can see such expressions almost every week in the local newspapers, in messages of thanks and appreciation for support after the loss of a loved one, or a fire, or an accident.
Every year at this time another issue of our West River Summer rolls off the press, into the mail stream, and into tubs and boxes to be delivered in the five county area. We hope our regular readers and everyone else who finds a copy will enjoy the issue, which we call a guide for local folks and visitors.
Our family is growing. Daughter number one and only recently got engaged, which means there is a wedding and new son-in-law in our future. The engagement took my husband by surprise. I think he was (is?) in denial about our kids growing up. I am right there with him. It’s a river big enough for the both of us. (We’re not getting any older, how can they?) After the big and happy announcement had run its course, with heartfelt hugs and good wishes all around, I got him alone and asked what he thought.