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The Detroit Lakes Tribune ran an article Wednesday on a guy known for being a remarkable man in Perham - Tom Gould, owner of T.A. Gould Jewelry. The article told of Gould's medical diagnoses of normal pressure hydrocephalus (NPH), a condition that causes a buildup of fluid in the brain's ventricles, essentially putting pressure on the brain and causing difficulty in walking, talking and affects behavior and memory.
As the monster Hurricane Irma churned towards Florida Thursday, Detroit Lakes resident Barb Herzog is busy trying to get out of its way. The Department of Defense employee working for the U.S. Navy manages a naval marina on Key West, and if the saying "hurry up and wait" doesn't apply to the military this time, it certainly applies to Irma evacuees. "Well, I'm going 7-miles an hour right now," said Herzog as she drove a detour off a closed I-70 in north Florida. "At least I'm not at a standstill anymore."
Breaking bread together has long been a thing that brings people together, and fall around the Detroit Lakes area is big for lots of church meals designed to bring in the public, bring together their congregation and to bring forth new funds and new opportunities. Grace Salad Luncheon
There is so much back and forth over whether or not the smoking age should be raised to 21, as city councils in Detroit Lakes, Frazee and Perham contemplate the move. There are some legitimate arguments on both sides, but it does get a little tiring to hear people argue that, "If you can join the military, go off to war and give your life for this country at 18 years old, then you should have the right to smoke at 18." Um, what? Those two concepts have nothing to do with each other. Nothing.
Fifteen-year-old Parker Eastman of Detroit Lakes remains missing as of Friday morning, suspected of running away. He's got no cell phone, no money, no personal transportation, no ID, and his friends and family have heard nothing. "I have no idea where he is or if he's even safe," said his mother, Meghan Eastman, as emotion catches in her voice. Eastman has been spreading her mission to find her son on social media in the hopes that somebody will come forward with information.
As the front page of our newspaper sits here today, white, blank and purposefully void of local news for the first time ever, it's hard not to think of some of the first men and women who worked at this newspaper. The news reporters of the late 1800s and earlier 1900s were likely sitting in the Tribune office, chatting about news stories and about who was doing what in town. Our clothes are different, our transportation is different (ours isn't alive), but as reporters, our thoughts and jobs have remained much the same year after year:
Being a big fish in a small pond isn't easy. People try to spear you...(figuratively). When you are a city councilman, county commissioner, school board member, law enforcement head or anybody that steps up to take on any leadership role, you will get questioned. You will get hammered on the decisions you make, no matter which way you go with them. You will never be able to make everybody happy, and you will very rarely get thanked. We get that, because we at the newspaper don't just walk a day in those shoes, we live in them. Believe us, we get it.
The Detroit Lakes community is reeling with shock and grief after news that 14-year-old Chloe Conn - who just finished the eighth grade in Detroit Lakes - was killed while hiking near Emerald Bay, on the west shore of Lake Tahoe Wednesday. The teen was with her family on vacation when she fell 50 feet just after noon while hiking the Vikingsholm Trail.
Memorial Day is about remembering—so let's remember this fact: U.S. military members and veterans are killing themselves at a faster rate than ISIS or the Taliban are killing them. This isn't the same old song and dance—this is still the case right now at this very moment.
This wasn't how I thought things would happen. You see, my role as editor of the Detroit Lakes Tribune is being expanded to include Perham and Wadena, and my first day on the job as the new editor for the Wadena Pioneer Journal was last Monday, April 17. I had planned on writing a big "hello, so happy to be here" sort of editorial. I thought it would be light, optimistic ... all the things you'd expect from somebody coming in to help lead the way through new times. Fate had other ideas, though.