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Many years ago, I attended a Waite Park Chamber event hosted by MinnWest Bank. The speaker was Jill with Express Employment Professionals. Her opening statement concluded that, on average, we will each have three careers and 27 jobs in our lifetime. At first, it sounded like a bit much, but then I started counting. My three careers were drafting, office furniture/equipment sales and now nearly 27 years helping folks to “get the word” out on Minnesota Public Radio. I did have more than 20 jobs.

My first job was working at Ramlo Grocery in Upsala, (my grandparents owned the store) for fifty cents an hour. The summer between my junior and senior year in high school I worked for my step-grandfather, Francis Johnson, as a house painter in Little Falls. As I mentioned in a previous note, in 1962 I got into the drafting field thanks to my sister’s friend, Barry Larson. I worked my way up from being a draftsman on the Polaris project at Honeywell to being a manager with the very first computerized drafting service bureau in the U.S., Norwood Engineering.

We were way ahead of our time and after a rough first few months, I was laid off on the day of my daughters first birthday. The two founders had been the sales force, and they had been let go by the Board of Directors. Two guys that I had hired made up the entire production crew. They went on strike. Every day we would go to the office and negotiate for my return and then we would buy a 12 pack of beer and go to the lake for lunch. After a few weeks, the new President agreed to take me back. Since we no longer had anyone in sales, I became the sales force.

One of the two guys who went on strike for me was Eckart “Butch” Herter. Butch took me aside to tell me that my handshake sucked and that, if I was planning on being a salesman, I had better read “How to Win Friends and Influence People” by Dale Carnegie. He was right on. He died way too young of cancer. The other friend just retired from running a movie theater in Hutchinson.  In 1972, he and his wife were chosen as God parents for my son Erik.  I owe both Red and Butch big time.  The selling career has been very, very good to me.

“If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with success unexpected in common hours”.  Henry David Thoreau

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Comments Off on March 27, 2026

Today is the first day of spring.  Signs of spring have not been abundant.  I have not seen a robin yet, nor an earth worm.  The ice is still on all the lakes around St. John’s. But hope springs eternal.

My drafting career ended in the early seventies.  The second of my five careers was in office furnishings.  I started working as a sales rep for General Office Products in 1971.  Roy Utne was part owner.   Shortly after I started working there, Roy called me into his office and said:  “Osberg, if you get a 10 and a 2 and a meaningful lunch, you will be falling off of your billfold.”   It is not easy to get a 10 and a 2 appointment and a meaningful lunch.  Ever since covid, getting a face-to-face appointment is much harder.  If I do my job right, I meet three new people every month.  This month I made my goal.  

When you come to my “celebration of life” at the Paramount Center for the Arts, there will be a grey ring binder on a table in the lobby.  Inside of that ring binder you will find a list of the 24 companies that I have worked for since 1961 and 44 calling cards.  The first calling card has only my name:  Gary Michael Osberg.  Every graduate of Upsala High School class of 1961 got a box of calling cards to send along with the invitations to the graduation ceremony.  The last 8 cards are all from Minnesota Public Radio.  Titles changed, logos changed and we used to have a fax machine. 

Tonight, at 7:30,  the Beo String Quartet is performing at the Paramount Center for the Arts in downtown St Cloud.  Tickets are available at www.paramountarts.org     I have two tickets in row G for the performance for the first person to reply to this email.  I will leave them at the will call window for you. 

“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.”  Emily Dickinson

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Comments Off on March 20, 2026

Tuesday is Saint Patrick’s Day.  The song “Oh Danny Boy” is a very popular Irish song.  Malachy McCourt wrote a book titled “Danny Boy. “The Legend of the Beloved Irish Ballad”.

The tune, known as the “Londonderry Air”, originated in the northern most county of Ireland.  The story goes that sometime in the 1600s, Rory Dall O’Cahan, a blind harpist, left a gig at a castle in the Valley of Roe and having had a little too much to drink, he fell asleep in the ditch alongside the road. He was awakened by the sound of fairies playing the most beautiful tune he had ever heard, on his harp.  He returned to the castle and proceeded to play the first rendition of what became known as the “Londonderry Air”.

Around 1850, Miss Jane Ross of Limavady, County Derry, heard a blind fiddler playing the tune and she wrote down the notes and the tune spread all over western world. Some say that Jimmy McCurry was that fiddler. Many folks tried to come up with words to the tune, including some of the best-known poets of the time, but none seemed to work. 

Finally in 1913, an Englishman, Fred Weatherly, a teacher and a lawyer, who had written nearly 1,500 songs in his life, was sent the tune by a sister-in-law who lived in America.  Fred had recently lost his father and his only son.  His sorrow is reflected in the words to what became known as “Oh Danny Boy”.  Especially the second verse:

“And if ye come and all the flowers are dying. If I be dead as dead, I well may be. Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying and kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, and all my grave the warmer, sweeter be.  For you will bend and tell me that you love me, and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.”

“Good judgment comes from experience and often experience comes from bad judgment.” 

Rita Mae Brown

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Comments Off on March 13, 2026

In the spring of 2000, I visited MPR’s classical music station, KWRV 91.9, in Sun Valley, Idaho for the first time.  When I made my second trip in the fall of 2000, I decided to drive to Bozeman, Montana and visit my Uncle Bill and Aunt Maggie.  Uncle Bill was my wife Marcia’s mother’s half- brother. They both had the same mother, but different fathers.  I had met Aunt Maggie when Marcia and I went to California on our honeymoon in 1965. Aunt Maggie told stories about a Native American ghost that would sit on the end of her bad and visit with her.

Going to visit Aunt Maggie and Uncle Bill became an annual event.  Each year I heard more marvelous stories, and I learned to love those wonderful people. Knowing that Marcia and I were divorced, Maggie would introduce me as her nephew from Minnesota and add:  “I got him in the divorce”.  Uncle Bill died in 2008.  It has been nine years since Aunt Maggie died. She and her husband Bill Heisick both grew up in Bozeman. Here is just one of the many stories that Aunt Maggie told me.

Bill served in the Pacific during World War II. When he came home from the war, he and his mother traveled to LA to visit some friends. One day a fellow named Ivan popped in to see his friend Tommy who happened to be playing bridge with Bill and his mother Mary. Ivan asked, “Who owns the car outside with the Montana license plates?”. Uncle Bill spoke up. Ivan told Bill “My girlfriend, Maggie Caven, lives in Bozeman. Please greet Maggie for me when you get back home”.

When Bill got back to Bozeman, he phoned Maggie and asked her to go to a movie. Maggie mistook Bill for his older brother Bob who she had once met in high school. She accepted the date, and she was very disappointed when she found out that Bob had been killed in the war. Bill had gone to a private school, and she did not know him. She was quite sure that Bill, who was a couple of years younger than she, was not her kind of fellow. Bill was very handsome. In fact, he could have doubled for Clark Gable.  Maggie was sure that like most handsome men, he would prove to be full of himself. She tried to call it off, but Bill was persistent, and they were married in Tucson, Arizona on April 12, 1949. They were a very happy couple. They lived in Van Nuys, CA and retired to a small ranch outside of Bozeman in 1984. She would introduce Bill as “Her S.O.B., Sweet Old Bill”.   I am not sure what happened to Ivan, but he shared too much information with a stranger, and it cost him dearly.

“When one door closes, another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us”.  Alexander Graham Bell

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Comments Off on March 6, 2026

My cousin Tom would have been 79 years old today. He was not a “Norwegian Bachelor Farmer”, he was a “Norwegian Bachelor House Painter”.  When I lived in Upsala, I owned a house that was built in 1892 as the Swedish Mission Church parsonage.  Most of the siding is original cedar and if you keep it painted; it will last for a long, long time.  Tom was my designated painter. For many years, Tom lived with his parents in a house across the church cemetery. His father, Duke, had died in 2002 and his mother Lee,  Auntie to me, died 11 years later, so in 2019 Tom was living alone.

Living alone has a few disadvantages, one of which is, if you fall and can’t get up, it may be a while before someone finds you.  After a few days of not being able to get Tom on his cell phone, cousin Mike went to check on Tom one Sunday.  Mike called upstairs and Tom answered weakly. At St. Cloud Hospital it was discovered that he had a brain tumor that had caused a seizure that put him on the floor in his upstairs bedroom.  When I got to his hospital room on Monday , he had the three nurses rolling in the aisle.  His personality had been affected by the tumor, and he would not stop talking, calling the nurse whose name was Sara,  “Sister Sara”.  Tom remembered that name from a Clint Eastwood movie.

Because I live in St. Joseph, I usually was the first to visit him. One Wednesday when I got there he was barely breathing.  I put my hand on his chest and said, “Hold on Tom, your sister and brothers are on their way”.  We were sure that he would be dying soon.  The next day he opened his eyes and mumbled a greeting to his brother John.  When I got there on Friday morning, he was wide awake and when the nurse heard me talking to him, she came in and asked Tom if he was hungry.  Tom asked for ice cream.  I told him that we all had given up on him and explained that as I understood it, if he chose to live, he would be facing some serious surgery with a high risk.

Tom usual dry sense of humor had returned.  He said:  “I have never died before; I don’t know how to do it”.   Tom decided to have the surgeries.  He had a baseball sized tumor removed two days later.  Tom looked rough, but he chose to fight, and we were all hoping for the best. Tom died in Mother of Mercy in Albany later that same month.  We miss him.

“I have never died before; I don’t know how to do it”.  Tom Hagstrom

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Comments Off on February 27, 2026

You just need to find your authentic swing!” Advice from Bagger Vance, a character in the movie “The Legend of Bagger Vance”, released in 2000 and directed by Robert Redford. Doing well at the game of golf is akin to doing well at the game of life. I am here doing what I do, loving what I do, to a large degree because of luck. Being in the right place at the right time.

I had no idea what I was “going to be when I grew up”. My two quarters at the U of M in 1961/62 were a disaster.  I once signed up for the “Phillips 66 Gas Station Management Program”. Those of us in the program wore company uniforms but I don’t remember having to wear “the cap”. They taught us how to properly check the oil and wash the windshield while keeping an eye on the gas pump.

One day in 1962, my sister’s boyfriend Barry Larson asked me if I had any skill with “drafting”. He had a side job that he needed help with. I was living with my mother recovering from a back operation and I told him yes (which was a fib), and I got the job. When he came to pick up the finished work, he was not happy. “Don’t you know the difference between an object line and a dimension line?” Clearly, I did not.

I bought an instruction book on “Drafting” and did the work over again. I ended up working as an Engineer Aid on the Polaris project at Honeywell and I even designed a part for a gyro used in the missile. I was given a tie clasp with a submarine on the face of it. I probably still have that instruction book in a box somewhere. When I left that job in 1965 to go back to college, they gave me a very nice compass set and a briefcase to carry my books.

Over the last 64 years I have had twenty-three jobs, in three different industries, drafting, office equipment and radio.  I started my radio career on the third floor of Wimmer Hall on the campus of St. John’s University on October 28,1999.  It is hard to believe that soon, it will be 27 years working with Minnesota Public Radio.

St. Cloud Symphony Orchestra is presenting “Storytime”, with music from Peter and the Wolf and Hansel and Gretel, tomorrow afternoon at 3 in Ritsche Auditorium at St. Cloud State University.

CSB/SJU Fine Arts Programming is presenting “Rhythmically Speaking’s” performance of “Reppin”, a jazz dance group tomorrow night at Benedicta Arts Center. 

“Wisdom is what is left over after we’ve run out of personal opinions.”  Cullen Hightower

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Comments Off on February 20, 2026

Today is Friday the 13th. The Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute in Asheville, NC, reported that an estimated 17 to 21 million people in the United States are affected by a fear of this day. Some people are so paralyzed by fear that they avoid their normal routines in doing business on this day. “It’s been estimated that $800 to $900 million is lost in business on this day..”   Source: John Roach.

According to Wikipedia, the actual origin of the superstition appears to be a tale in Norse mythology. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil – a gathering of thirteen – and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week.

For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as “Witches’ Sabbath.” source: Charles Panati, Panati’s Extraordinary Origins of Everyday Things.

Brother Wallace is going to be performing at Minnesota Public Radio’s Headquarters in downtown St. Paul on Saturday February 21^st at 3pm.  The first to respond to this email will get two tickets.

“A man will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body – The Wishbone.”  Robert Frost  (1874-1963)

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Comments Off on February 13, 2026

In August of 1953, I celebrated my tenth birthday on a ship crossing the Atlantic Ocean. My mother and I , along with my three siblings, were returning from a three year stint as U.S. Army dependents stationed in Vienna, Austria. My Dad was held over in Vienna and when he arrived in Upsala a few weeks later, Ma along with my youngest brother Brian age 2, were in New Ulm visiting her cousin Helen. Dad borrowed a brand new 1954 Chevy from Uncle Duke who owned Hagstrom Chevrolet in Upsala and my brother Bill and I rode with him to New Ulm.

I was napping in the back seat, and I woke up when our car was broadsided by a dump truck. I had a broken leg. I still can remember the pain when they were putting me on the X-Ray table at the hospital in Cokato. The cast was from my toes to my crotch. I was in the hospital for a few weeks and when it came time for my release, Dad took me to the Dokken Funeral Home in Cokato. Uncle Elmer and his wife Ethyl operated the funeral home, and their living quarters were on the second floor.  I had to spend the night on a cot on the main floor of the funeral home. There were coffins in the next room.

The next day they transported me to Upsala in a black Studebaker hearse. That explains a lot, huh!  I spent the next few months on a cot in the dining room.  I gained 30 pounds due to Gram’s over feeding and my lack of activity.

“Any idiot can face a crisis; it is the day-to-day living that wears you out”.  Chekov

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Comments Off on February 6, 2026

For a while I served on the board of Minnesota Fishing Museum and Hall of Fame in Little Falls.  One of the newest board members is Diane Scott. Diane was nominated for the Hall of Fame in 2025. She lives in on a ranch in Hillman.  She competed as a co-angler in the Nation Walleye Tour in 2023.  Her favorite fish to target is walleye. Diane served on the Women Anglers of Minnesota board, and she also is a member of the board of directors of Future Anglers of Minnesota.

In 2025 she focused on getting her grandson Callan to bass competitions. He participated in the Lund Virtual Tournaments and the BATS Bassinator Anglers Tournaments Series.

On Friday, February 13^th Callan will be helping to raise funds for Adult & Teen Challenge Minnesota in Brainerd.  All you need to do is click on this link,    https://linktr.ee/callanwagner#533710582

You can pledge $1 per fish or simply donate any amount that you are willing to.   

“Fishing is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.” 

John Buchan

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Comments Off on January 30, 2026

59 years have passed since a telegram arrived at our studio on the third floor of Wimmer Hall on the campus of St. John’s University, authorizing KSJR to go on the air.  The first KSJR radio broadcast was in the evening of January 22, 1967. The first line uttered by engineer Dan Rieder was, “Heed my words, Earth People. You have 10 minutes to live.” The first classical music selection aired was a pre-recorded concert by the Cleveland Orchestra. What began as Minnesota Education Radio became Minnesota Public Radio on January 1, 1975. 

Since then, MPR has grown to a network of 45 radio stations reaching more than 930,000 weekly listeners. MPR has earned nearly 1,000 broadcasting and journalism awards, including seven George Foster Peabody Awards, six Robert F. Kennedy Journalism awards, a prestigious Alfred I duPont Columbia University Gold Baton Award and a Grammy Award. Programs and podcasts produced by Minnesota Public Radio’s parent company American Public Media Group, reach over 17 million listeners each week. 

This is one version of how Bill Kling was selected to lead the creation of what has become the largest network of public radio stations in the United States. It was written by our first Collegeville Studio intern, Ellen Newkirk.

“The Saint John’s University monks chose Bill Kling to help start their public radio station, Minnesota Education Radio, because of his “bright mind” – literally. SJU graduate Marty Mahowald tells the story of Bill Kling’s selection as the station’s first leader as told by his professor Fr. Gunther Rolfson. In the 1960s, Saint John’s had a mandatory lights-out policy at 10pm when the faculty residents would flip a switch that turned off all power on each floor of the residence halls. However, one evening, during a walk around campus , Fr. Gunther noticed a light illuminating from a single room in Benet Hall.

The next day, Fr. Gunther used a master key to enter the room and found a system rigged to keep the power on after the switch was flipped each night. The room belonged to Bill Kling. Eventually, the monks decided Kling’s innovative and determined spirit was just what they needed for their new endeavor. According to Mahowald, Fr. Gunther said: “We knew that starting a new campus radio station would present struggles, budget challenges and many other issues to deal with and it would take someone with a lot of moxie to lead it through to success.” It turned out to be a very good decision; Kling served as president of Minnesota Public Radio until 2010 and created one of the greatest public radio station networks in the country.”  Ellen Newkirk, CSB, Class of 2013.

“You build on failure. You use it as a stepping-stone. Close the door on the past.  You don’t try to forget the mistakes, but you don’t dwell on it. You don’t let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space.”  Johnny Cash    

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Comments Off on January 23, 2026