Cally Peterson

I don’t remember ever watching my mother, grandmothers or great-grandmothers (how lucky am I to have memories of each!) use pressure cookers. I don’t have a lived traumatic pressure-cooking experience. Yet still, I am downright terrified of pressure cookers!

Why?

I hypothesize we suffer from the generational trauma of pressure cookers. Although I never directly experienced a traumatic pressure-cooker explosion, it’s possible the fear has been passed down from one generation of my family to the next.

The story of a professional chef in New York City moving to small-town North Dakota for love seems the perfect plot for a Hallmark Christmas movie.

Except it’s not so far-fetched for Sheri Shockman.

When Sheri joined an online dating service about 15 years ago, she was not looking for a relationship. Rather, she wanted to help a loved one who had fallen victim to an online scam.

“I went on (the online dating site) to find this scammer. Instead, I found my husband,” she says.

Both tariffs and electricity have been in the news a lot this year.

The president’s “America First” trade policies have led to new and increased tariffs on specific imports and entire countries.

Meanwhile, U.S. electric demand has soared to the highest levels seen in two decades.

Carol Crabbe has always been a busy lady.

The greatest responsibility I have as editor is to tell stories that do justice for the people who experienced them – and so bravely share with others. That responsibility has never felt greater.

This month, North Dakota Living presents its first cover-to-cover tribute to veterans.

Earlier this year, a friend and mentor, Rob Keller, suggested North Dakota Living be considered as a media partner on the Western ND Honor Flight. Getting his endorsement alone was an honor.

“When I left for Vietnam and flew out of Bismarck, that's the first time that I saw my dad cry,” Vietnam War veteran David “Dave” Logosz says. “My mom and dad were there, and my grandparents were there, and they were all in tears. I'm sure they didn't think I was going to come back alive.”

But he did.

“They needed people, and we were just kind of a link in a food chain,” Westhope native and Vietnam War veteran Dennis “Denny” McKechnie says. “I didn’t have a choice. I got No. 19 in the lottery, and my buddy got 18. … We knew where we were going, right?”

They were just boys when their country called them.

“I didn’t want to be there, but yet, here I am with 30 guys. They don’t want to be there neither,” Denny recalls of the plane ride to Vietnam in May 1971.

He was only 20 years old.

There’s a catchy tune any kid who went to Farmers Union Camp will remember.

I’ve got the Farmers Union spirit up in my head / WHERE? / Up in my head! …

I’ve got the Farmers Union spirit up in my head / WHERE? / Up in my head to stay!

It didn’t take me 10 years of camp, earning my Torchbearer Award or being a Farmers Union Camp counselor, however, to understand how interchangeable “Farmers Union” is with “cooperative” in that song.

I owe my early understanding of co-ops to Farmers Union.

A bear hunt. Jiu-jitsu. Hitting the gym. Simply opting for a few extra steps at work instead of sitting or standing. These are all ways electric cooperative employees have incorporated movement into their lives.

But they’re not doing it for the health benefits alone.