When Ken died, nearly five years ago, I realized my life had been very public. There was a huge sign at the end of the drive; people came up the drive and wanted to buy things at all hours. Ken’s pots were in people’s life every day. We had become characters in many people’s stories. I have been building a private, single life. It’s going well. I am content. I am open to possibilities.
A couple weeks ago Big Red died. He was the last domestic animal here, and is missed. I feel fortunate to have lived with husband, draft horses, pigs, sheep, goats, geese, chickens, ducks, dogs and cats – all beings I never expected to have in my life. Now I look forward to a new chapter: maybe travel. Who knows?
To the dog who saw Ken through death, me through grief, and worked diligently as a great farm dog, I say thank you, dear dog. You shall be missed
This clarinet has been in my life a little over a year now. My dear sister-in-law Anna has loaned it to me; she bought it for her daughter who left it behind when she went to college. How kind and generous of them both! I had no musical training; as a child I had chosen dance classes. With a bum knee and the heartbreak of losing my best ever dance partner I decided I wanted …
Well, it began this morning and before I did chores I ran upstairs to get out the blaze orange. No, I don’t hunt; I wear blaze orange to avoid being shot. There are conscientious hunters and there are drunken idiots out there. And this year I am not up to posting or policing. I started with Oscar. It is tough on a dog when 355 days in a year he is encouraged to roam and …
Years (decades?) ago, Ken put wires in the concrete basement floor for in floor heat. It was wonderful, but like all the wire in floor heat we have heard about, it died mysteriously. And no one wants to hammer up the concrete. So last winter after Ken’s death I was completely dependent on wood heat – no back up. But I started planning and asking around. I decided off peak electrical heat storage was my …
Ken Keppers Obituary Ken Keppers died December 19, 2017. After scans in July indicated cancer, he sought alternative health care. He died as he wished – at home. Born November 15, 1952 in St. Paul to parents Ralph and Patricia (Billy) Keppers, Ken grew up in White Bear Lake and Shoreview, Minnesota, and attended St. John’s and St. Odilia’s Elementary schools and Totino – Grace High School. He graduated from Bemidji State University …
