CHRISTMAS FUDGE: A gift from Grandma Kay

If you want to make some spectacularly good chocolate fudge for the holidays, here it is. My family learned about it about 50 years ago, and we can only guess how far it goes back, but my mother Catherine, known by all as “Grandma Kay,” got it from a friend in the early 1950s and made it every year as …

My father, his music and a durable Doris Day

Music was scarce on the South Dakota prairies during the 1940s, and we heard little beyond the radio soap opera jingles (“Rinso white. Rinso bright, happy little washday song.” Or “D-U-Z, D-U-Z, put Duz in your washing machine.” Thank heaven, though, my father demanded his half-hour of music after supper. Then, from our home in Redfield, he tuned in WNAX …