There’s a part of me that hopes I wake up Friday morning and realize that the last few weeks have just been a really bad dream.

By Kelly Terpstra

Of the Reporter

Jayden Rinken’s already proven he’s one of the better wrestlers in the entire state of Iowa. 

The date was Aug. 18, 2010. It was a cool but muggy Wednesday morning as hundreds of New Hampton Elementary School students — many with their parents in tow — headed to the old building on Main and Linn to start another school year.

One of our favorite games to play when it comes to my youngest son’s dog, Millie, is to see how fast she can go from relaxing, maybe even snoozing, to the window.

By Bob Fenske

editor@nhtrib.com

IT'S A MEMORY forever seared into my mind.

I didn’t know Adam Larson from Adam before Monday night.

My guess is I’ll probably never meet the young man, but on one of the worst days of my life, the software engineer perfectly described my favorite aunt.

Paul Hassman and I sat next to each other near the scorer’s bench in New Hampton’s old high school gymnasium on a January night back in 2013.

It was one of those moments that make this job so much fun at times.

By Bob Fenske

editor@nhtrib.com

Dorothy Huber sat in the office with me last Thursday afternoon and made a pronouncement.

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There are events that we cover pretty much every single time they happen. Town festivals, the fair and the first day of school, just to name a few.

One day at a time adds up to 25 years
I’ve got to be honest, I really don’t remember much about what was happening in the world in early 1996 in general and on March 23, 1996, in particular.

Somewhere in America, there is this large warehouse — I mean it’s the biggest in the world — and it’s packed to the rafters … with stolen political yard signs.