Minnesota Lake Cabin

Most days, Norm Coleman reports to work as an adviser to the Republican Jewish Coalition. He also attends meetings, makes speeches, stays in touch with former Senate colleagues, squeezes in a little fishing up at his lake cabin. And he waits. Most days, Al Franken dives into briefing books and tries to get up to speed on everything from the biggest issues of the day to the most arcane of Senate rules. He gets more time to cook with his family, hang out with friends, indulge in his passion for re

I’ve heard it said that a child’s view of her Heavenly Father is shaped by the Dad she had on Earth. Maybe that’s why I know that God loves me so much. My dad was the biggest, strongest man I knew — and no matter what I believed about him (I was a teenager, after all), he never stopped believing in me. I grew up with a Dad who was not stingy with his affection or his time. Growing up, Dad and I spent hours on the driveway basketball court playing HORSE, or tossing the Frisbee out back by t

Someone asked me at dinner “What time did you get up” and as I was trying to remember what time I woke up this morning, and kinda wondering why she was asking me that, my wife answered for me: “Noon.” So I’m thinking “Why does Amanda think I woke up at noon. As a matter of fact, at noon, we were just arriving at the cabin up here …. oh … ” …brain kicks in … “we got up here a noon. Got it.” At noon. We got Up. To The Lake. … It’s a Minnesota thing. Today I heard about a

All photos by Pete Wuebker Nothing evokes the onset of spring and summer in the Northwoods more than the haunting call of the loon .  Mournful loon phrasing and trilling before dawn and at twilight can be as soothing as the rhythmic slap of wavelets against a scow.  Loon wails can make a heart begin to ache, and their hoots and yodels can signal recognition that all is well. Loons are the original “snowbirds,” spending their winters fishing in in the Gulf of Mexico, and returning to the no