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<pubdate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 10:00:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Saying the final goodbye; a chance to affirm, reassure</title>
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  <description>The Yield</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: &#8216;Come away with me Lucille in my merry Oldsmobile&#8217;</title>
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  <description>Stan looked truly &#8220;dapper&#8221; in his black Bowler hat and paisley vest. Black elastic armbands held his sleeves in place so he could drive, in vintage clothing, his replica 1903 Curved Dash Oldsmobile at the Vernon Center Fourth of July Parade.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 03:02:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Solace found in gardens, car shows and friendship</title>
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  <description>What can we do so that we might &#8220;be there&#8221; for those we love?</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 03:02:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Cousins reconcile decades after hurtful correspondence</title>
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  <description>My mother&#8217;s side of the family grew up in Duluth. The terrain was a stark contrast to the black farmland of southern Minnesota. The cool air up north smelled of pine trees.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 23 May 2008 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: First &#8216;Yield&#8217; column still rich in memories</title>
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  <description> This past winter, I have been writing my book about our family&#8217;s journey as written in The Land. It has been a wonderful time of reflecting 42 years of farm life.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Televised negativity distracts from family, devotions</title>
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  <description>My last deep involvement with news broadcasting was the Scott Peterson chronicle. The events occupied my mind for hours after the broadcast. I started deliberating about each character who played a role in the incident. That stole my time and mind.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Old things bring comfort in a new life together</title>
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  <description>The carpenter had been finished for three days. I still didn&#8217;t feel settled. Edgy feelings were intensifying. Everywhere I looked piles of books lay against the wall in our remodeled living area.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: A wise woman builds her house, a foolish one tears it down</title>
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  <description>It was a small house; cozy, warm and hospitable. Though Stan had wanted to live on a farm, at our age it made more sense to live in town. </description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 03:04:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Experiences of the past provide foundation for future</title>
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  <description>The past experiences bring us to the present. We keep pieces of our lives to build on the new experiences.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 14:33:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Writing a book about Alzheimer's challenges, blessings</title>
  <link>http://www.thelandonline.com/l_yield/local_story_011143845.html</link>
  <description>We&#8217;d had &#8220;the book&#8221; discussion many times throughout the progression of his illness. I explained I wanted to help people who experience Alzheimer&#8217;s &#8212; patients, spouses, parents, children and friends. &#8220;Maybe, if I write from a caregiver&#8217;s perspective, it will help someone,&#8221; I thought. </description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Driving home the point of sharing similar experiences</title>
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  <description>I want to encourage you out there who feel lonely and forsaken. I can attest from your e-mails, letters and phone calls that you are not alone. It is just that we need the support of others. We are intensely focused caring for our loved ones. That is what isolates us. </description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 03:04:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Anniversary of loss inspires creative honoring of memory</title>
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  <description>Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to write a book. Writing about Alzheimer&#8217;s and caregiving was a way I could honor Larry and perhaps help others.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 03:04:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: &#8216;New normal&#8217; includes new adventure to a familiar place</title>
  <link>http://www.thelandonline.com/l_yield/local_story_277145028.html</link>
  <description>I was grateful for their listening ears and compassionate hearts. People in the community reached out, but I am still cautious. Many have moved on with their grief for Larry. I do not know how to relate because I have not.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 03:04:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Farm work, family life provide rewarding harvest</title>
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  <description>I remember my grandmother saying, &#8220;I don&#8217;t want to die in town, I want to stay on the farm.&#8221; She loved her home on the farm. I had similar feelings, but Larry was no longer there. Larry has been off the farm for nearly three years now, and I&#8217;m ready to move to town.</description>
  
  
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<pubdate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 03:03:00 +0000</pubdate>
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 <title>The Yield: Block party a welcome, festive occasion in neighborhood</title>
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  <description>A sage guest informed us that this was a great party. &#8220;But they usually bring their own chairs and a dish to pass when we have block parties,&#8221; she said. Now she tells me, I thought. </description>
  
  
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