WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- In a little over two months, my little sister will be getting married. In a little over two months, we'll be celebrating in front of the old red barn with the rock foundation at the homestead place where my grandpa grew up and my dad was raised and all of the cousins, friends and family in between fell in love with this place over work or noodle salad or coffee on Sunday afternoons.RELATED CONTENT
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- It was the type of summer I hope we've all had in our lives. The one that stands between one life and another, full of long days, short nights and the sort of temporary things you grab onto knowing that, in a few months, everything changes. I was 22, newly engaged, one year out of college at the University of North Dakota, and one year into my plan to tour full time as a musician. It was not a practical gig for a practical girl who noticed the real world staring at me with a critical look, wondering what the heck I was thinking.RELATED CONTENT
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- One of the most worthless things on the planet are rubber boots with holes in both. I discovered that I own a pair when I got my 4-wheeler stuck in mud halfway up its tires last week. So I need a new pair of rubber boots, which gives me a good excuse to go to the Farm and Fleet store. Seriously. I love the Farm and Fleet store. You wouldn't pick up on that just looking at me, you know, with the big hair and my recent attraction to sequins, but it's true. Bring me to a town with a Runnings or a Tractor Supply, a Feed and Seed or Bob or Jim or Kathy's Western Supply down the road, and I will find an excuse to stop in.RELATED CONTENT
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- I stood under a yellow and white tent along the boarded walkway of that town we all know nestled between the tall, rugged buttes of the Badlands and along the muddy river in western North Dakota. I had just started learning to play guitar, plucking away at "Amarillo by Morning" on the floor of my bedroom night after night, and I was likely nervous about trying out my shaky new skills in public. I was 12 or so behind that microphone and beside my dad, and I probably sang a Garth Brooks song on my own, and then along with the chorus in "Ghost Riders in the Sky." "Red River Valley" would have come next, and then maybe, after I settled into myself, facing a small crowd that had gathered on picnic tables, racing the melt on their ice cream cones or spreading ketchup on hamburgers wrapped in paper, maybe I got the nerve up, because they were a friendly crowd, to play a song I wrote, the one where I wondered out loud if my horses talked when I was away.RELATED CONTENT
MEDORA, N.D. -- Three popular North Dakota bands, including the state's first star from "The Voice," will be featured in Medora's inaugural Country Music Series.
I didn’t know the three teenage boys who lost their lives in a car accident near Ray, N.D., last month. I didn’t watch them play basketball together or cheer them on in the stands. I didn’t wish them luck or shake their hands or meet their parents. We weren’t friends or even neighbors really. I didn’t know them.RELATED CONTENT
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- Before you walk into most businesses here in Watford City, you’ll be greeted with a sign. It will probably be snowing or raining outside, and if it isn’t now, it was yesterday, so you’ll be asked to “Kindly Wipe Your Feet.” And you’ll understand, because, well, it’s just plain hard to keep a carpet clean around here. So, if you’re like me and came in from gravel roads and slushy driveways and hopped out of a car coated with every element in between, you’ll look down at your feet and then around the entryway in search of one of those boot-scraper contraptions screwed to the concrete with hard bristled brushes, and you’ll spend a minute or so concentrating on un-caking the mud from your feet.RELATED CONTENT
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- Here’s a confession for you: When I was a kid, I wrote, stamped and addressed a fan letter to Reba McEntire, pretty convinced that the red-haired early-’90s country bombshell would write back. I mean, we had so much in common, her and I growing up on ranches and riding horses and everything. Oh, and then there’s the music and how I loved to sing, too, just like you, Reba, so there should be no question that the two of us would become pen pals. But the pen pal thing never panned out. Probably because my letters reached her at the pinnacle of her career and, well, the woman was busy.RELATED CONTENT
FARGO, N.D. - As the Bison continue to perform well, it becomes more difficult for North Dakota State University to keep up with individuals trying to sell unlicensed green and gold products. Every year Licensing Resource Group has worked with NDSU, “it’s gotten worse and worse,” said LRG regional brand manager Joe Sheeley. Sheeley’s company chases down makers who haven’t undergone the licensing process – a job that has gotten significantly more challenging since the Bison won their first NCAA Division I FCS national championship in 2012. Nothing sells gear like a winning team, which means sales of Bison products, licensed or not, have been rising rapidly.RELATED CONTENT
WILLISTON, N.D. - The is the last of the four-part series regarding "Surviving The Mothership" culture in the Bakken. There are just a few more things you should know or notice: Executive assigned parking: This is a "Mothership" three-ring circus. The brass park nearest to the palace atrium, avoiding the ice, mud and snow that could leave a pinhead spot on their pin-striped Brooks Brothers suit, or God forbid, smudge a scale on their alligator boots.RELATED CONTENT
EDITOR'S NOTE: This is the third in a series of columns based on the corporate takeover of the opportunities that exist in the Bakken oil patch. Check out thee prior two week's columns which were Parts 1 and 2.
WILLISTON, N.D. - Continuing on with the explanation of the The Mothership culture. Here is a little look into the Mothership "Holiday" (Christmas) Party. Hands down this is the worst social event in the history of large corporate America. If you can politically avoid it, do so. Here are some helpful tips to survive the Mothership "Holiday" party:
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- My mother’s the Christmas queen. She decks the halls with beautiful wreaths, handmade wooden cowboy Santas, twinkling white lights and matching Christmas bulbs. The tree stands upright, symmetrical, and perfect in the corner of a family room, glowing in the light of the subtle cinnamon candles flickering and highlighting the decor neatly placed on every surface. My mom’s Christmas is kind of like her, a woman who’s known for only taking one bite of a bite-sized Snickers bar and wrapping the other half back up to put it in the fridge for later. Yes, the woman has self-control. She understands when enough is just perfect enough. And so it goes with her Christmas decorations. Visit her house on the holidays and you will find fudge cut in perfect bite-sized squares on a simple red platter.RELATED CONTENT
GRAND FORKS, N.D. -- Sue Jeno started to cry when she was asked whether she thought UND should pick a new nickname. "I just want to do it right," she said, choking back tears. "I don't want to look back and say we were wrong." At a meeting Wednesday, Jeno and the rest of the University of North Dakota New Nickname and Logo Process Recommendation Task Force voted to continue to move forward in selecting a new nickname for the institution. The group developed the skeleton of a plan that involves appointing another committee as soon as possible that will ultimately decide on the next nickname. The finalplan, which the group is still working on, will be presented to UND President Robert Kelley by Dec. 31.
WATFORD CITY, N.D. -- Early last month my uncle from Texas arrived. Pops took some time off work, and the entire Veeder Ranch turned into a hunting camp, just like it does every year at this time. There’s something about being out with the men who grew up here. My dad and his brother walk the draws they know so well, doing what they’ve always done. That’s always been comforting to me. Since dad’s health scare early this year, each tradition spent since his recovery has been regarded a little more precious than before. And as much as it’s made me grateful, it’s also made me shaky, a little hard and more aware of an unfair and imperfect world.RELATED CONTENT
EDITOR'S NOTE: This is the second of a series of columns based on the corporate takeover of the opportunities that exist in the Bakken oil patch. Check out last week's column which was part one.
WILLISTON, N.D. - Seriously, there are opportunities for young people to survive and thrive in a large, corporate environment, but it's imperative to understand "Mothership culture," terms and worst practices. Here are some basic fundamentals: