Thursday, September 30, 2010

Oct. 15, 1994


Oct. 15, 1994, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Brooks Whitehouse, cellist

Oct. 10, 1994


Oct. 10, 1994, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Bill Munson, artist

Oct. 3, 1994


Oct. 3. 1994, originally uploaded by TedSher.


Chris, artist.

Oct. 12, 1994


Oct. 12, 1994, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Ann Pellant, artist

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


newsmakers, originally uploaded by TedSher.

September newsmakers in our town

Sunday, September 26, 2010

The drag show comes to downtown St. Cloud (finally)

and LaVona is there to welcome Cee Cee Russell

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


The fence and the tree, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Per Petterson reads from I Curse the River of Time

"... It is easy for you to criticise, she would say, who have had it all handed to you on a silver plate. You squirt...." Reading at the College of St. Benedict, St. Joseph. Meanwhile I continue the pleasure of his Out Stealing Horses.

Friday, September 17, 2010

incumbent


incumbent, originally uploaded by TedSher.

1


1, originally uploaded by TedSher.

2


2, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Lake George, St. Cloud


Sept. 7, 2010, originally uploaded by TedSher.


Sept. 7, 2010, originally uploaded by TedSher.


Sept. 7, 2010, originally uploaded by TedSher.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Sept. 7, 2010

When Charlie heard Tarryl Clark's name mentioned in the conversation, he said in a subdued aside, he wouldn't give a dime to her campaign. Ted thought that was an odd position for Charlie, considering he's such a lefty, and he said so. Why? Because she's accumulated so much money already, Charlie said. I refuse to pour money into a politican's pockets. But, Ted followed, Bachmann has more money. You want her to win? Charlie said he wouldn't give her a cent, if she were penniless.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Jerry @ 19 and 25


Jerry @ 19 and 25, originally uploaded by TedSher.

American daguerreotypes from 1841 and 1847.

Dec. 28, 2007

Dec. 28, 2007
In the waning years of WW II, we were living in Rockville Center, Long Island, I was about 12 and dad was dying of a brain tumor. Mom said NYC was no place for a widow to bring up a child, so she packed us up and we took a train to her childhood home in Detroit Lakes Minnesota. That's where she met and married this widower. He was a clothing salesman and outdoorsman.

Dec. 27, 2007

Dec. 27, 2007
Hamburger at Petes Place

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