When I started the research on "Marblehead" I began here...

From the New York Times, this calf is named, "Timeless" and it marked the end of 122 years of stock yard.

Click here.

http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/us/20080414_LAND_FEATURE/index.html

Oscar Malm was mayor if the nearly new town of South Saint Paul in 1900. His tenure preceded his marriage to Hazel Gilbert of Chicago by just 2 years. I have a receipt for his dining room table and dinner silver totalling 3.20 USD and an agreement to pay the merchant .15 cents a month for the agreed to balance. In addition to treasure like grandma Hazel's prayer book, I found a newspaper article tucked into that palm sized volumn. The article chronicled her marriage and the 'street car ride' to the South Saint Paul reception in 1903. My great-uncles (all five of the Malm boys and a horse named, "Molly") were instrumental in the building of South Saint Paul and directly my 'Holmgren' family spanning the states of Minnesota, Florida, California, Colorado and Arizona.

Hundreds of families are linked to these stockyards and there subsequent impact to red meat eating mammals. Oscar worked in these stock yards most of his life and provided me my own deep love of 'football' with his gift of a leather football helmet and the positive stories of his own football challenges circa 1920.

Change never killed anyone.

JoeNovell

Pay Taxes and have a brew....

This is an article from the Rueters News Service that caught my eye. I love the timely subject matter as I complete bottling operations of my latest batch and marshall the collection of California employment resources for the pending tax event. - Joe Novell

By Marcy Nicholson

HOBOKEN, New Jersey (Reuters) - The sounds of the Rolling Stones pour from the speakers while beer glasses are filled and a jovial game of darts takes place 10 feet away. It's just another night at the office for Carmine Sodora, certified public accountant.

Sodora founded Tavern Tax in 2005. For 10 weeks leading up to the April 15 deadline to submit U.S. income tax returns, he brings his tax-filing services to bars on weekday nights and weekend afternoons. He didn't know of anyone else offering such a service.

"I always say to people, 'Where's your beer? I can't have one but you can,'" Sodora said.
Although this year he has focused on Hoboken -- a small New Jersey city across the Hudson River from Manhattan, and home to 53 bars and a young population -- he has worked out of New York City bars in the past.

"I was looking to expand my personal tax business. It's primarily to go after a demographic -- yuppies," the 30-year-old said, referring to young urban professionals. "I've seen a 75 percent repeat, year after year."

At an Irish pub on Wednesday night, Sodora set up shop under a "Tavern Tax" sign with a fold-up table covered with a framed photo of laughing friends, his laptop and a lamp.

One by one, clients relaxed in the chair across from him, handing over documents and sipping on beer.

"It's more relaxed. Everyone hates to do their taxes," said Hoboken resident Juliet Murphy, 32. "If you can combine it with something you like, it numbs the tax pain."