Janet's Blog

Here in Nebraska, High School Track and Field begins around the first of March, and continues through most of May. It isn't uncommon for the weather to be cold and windy, or even snowy, as the athletes are preparing for their spring track meets. Runners can run outside in almost any weather, or practice inside in any gym, but outdoor pole vaulting is not safe when the wind is blowing a gale or the heavens produce springtime snow or rain, and indoor vaulting venues are rare in our area. Because of these challenges, pole vaulters don't often get as much practice as they need to excel in the sport.                                               I don't remember when Bill first started thinking about opening an independent indoor pole vaulting facility, but his initial  Pole Vault Passion  began years ago, when Meagan started to vault in Junior High, and Bill's pa...

An old Nebraska hotel was a magical place to grow up, with creaky staircases and secret passages, expansive party rooms and a huge, mysterious basement where we played for hours and, of course, we met so many interesting people! We were just kids, but hotel living was our everyday reality. Our upbringing was not typical. My brother and sister and I were raised in two different hotels. We moved into the first, the Oxnard, in Norfolk, Nebraska, the week I started Kindergarten, and we moved out of the second, the Mary-Etta, in Fairbury, just two weeks before I graduated from Fairbury High School. I was 4 1/2 when Mom and Dad had a farm sale, bought the Oxnard, and moved to Norfolk. At first, Dad relied on a manager to oversee the hotel business while he worked for Nash Finch, loading and unloading freight that was being shipped to grocery stores all over northeastern Nebraska. It wasn't long, though, before he and Mom made the decision to move into the hotel and take over managing it ...

It's been a while since I've last written a blog. I've been putting it off, maybe because I've been busy with life, but most likely because I've been disturbed by the turmoil in our world right now, so much nasty politics, and so many natural disasters and catastrophic events that always provoke those who can come up with a conspiracy theory for every tragedy. It's maddening, even devastating, to see what is happening in our country and throughout the world. At a time like this, it seems frivolous to write about my simple Christian life in the Nebraska Panhandle. I am sad when I notice how much Christians of any persuasion are misunderstood, mocked, blamed, and even attacked for their very existence. In a nation where our freedom of religion and freedom of speech have always been heralded as two of our most essential freedoms, I don't feel like I am free to say (or write) what I really think about anything of importance. I am frustrated when I realize that t...