I’ve learned many valuable lessons pushing manure. As a kid I spent countless hours in the barn, developing a strong work ethic and creative imagination. I never thought those times would prepare me for my career, but now I’m in Aberdeen to prove that they have.
As the bureau reporter in this area, I look forward to telling your stories, but I’d like to take this opportunity to tell you mine. It starts in a village of northern Switzerland named Kradolf where I was born and lived for three years. At that point, my family moved to Northwest Minnesota where I grew up on a dairy farm. My parents sold the cows when I was entering junior high and bought horses that I always enjoyed riding.
After high school, I went to the University of Minnesota to study broadcast journalism and also learned American Sign Language while there. Now that I live in Aberdeen, I enjoy putting my ASL skills to work every Sunday and Wednesday interpreting for church.
I haven’t lived on the farm since high school, but I’m not too far removed from the days of shoveling manure and fighting with cows. So if you have a story idea that would involve getting mud…or anything else on my shoes, don’t hesitate to send it my way. I’ll be happy to cover it.