Lynnette Hintze: As I See It
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17 million words (or so): that’s all she wrote
Well, dear folks, the time has come for me to put down my pen — back away from the computer is more like it — and …
A woodworker’s passion is rekindled
The first thing my husband Tim made for me from wood 40 years ago was a name plate for my desk.
Hometown pride abounds in virtual happy place
When life gets hard we tend to seek out those happy places that give us comfort and take us away from the day’s toil.
A slice of Finland in my genetic pie
I have long been intrigued by ancestral heritage, the DNA melting pot that has made us who we are.
Ironing out life’s wrinkles
I'll never get used to wrinkles, even as a fashion statement.
How to cook a squirrel
During my 26-plus years at the Daily Inter Lake, I’ve gotten a lot of unusual calls from Flathead folks on a number of topics.
Swing your partner round and round…
Square dancing was a rite of passage in middle school.
Hometown history had an English twist
My little hometown of Hawley, Minnesota, has begun the planning for its sesquicentennial (150th anniversary) in 2022, and there’s already buzz on social media about the celebration.
Sticks in a parking lot: life goes on for AK gulls
The saga of seagulls unabashedly laying eggs and raising their chicks in a TV station parking lot in Anchorage, Alaska, recently caught my interest when my daughter Heather started retweeting posts from her former …
Selling home, sweet home
My brothers and I gathered on our computer screens via Zoom a couple of weeks ago to begin the arduous task of deciding what to do with our 350-acre farm in Minnesota.
In search of the perfect tomato soup
Politics and social movements aside, perhaps the one thing most of us can agree on is there’s nothing finer than a steaming hot, aromatic bowl of soup, tomato soup to be exact.
Houston and humidity: we have a problem
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Going buggy over creepy crawlies
I don’t consider myself a squeamish person.
A mother for the ages
I didn’t get to see my mother and hold her hand one last time as I had hoped before she passed away April 12, but I’ve made my peace with that.
April is big month for library appreciation
April is a big month for library appreciation.