Hats Off to the Green and Gold

This week on In Wisconsin we have several new reports and an oldie but goodie.

We will revisit a report from In Wisconsin's Jo Garrett. The Stormy Kromer is a hat that has been part of Wisconsin's history and culture for more than a century. The hat was invented by Kaukauna native Stormy Kromer. It's a clever combination of a baseball hat with pull-down earflaps and now it's taking on a Green Bay Packers twist.

We'll take you to one of Wisconsin's newest tourist attractions, the Canoe Heritage Museum. In Wisconsin Reporter Liz Koerner spotlights how this museum came to be in the small town of Spooner.

The 38th annual American Birkebeiner is the largest cross-country ski race in North America and this weekend more skiers than ever before will start the race. John Kotar, a Birkebeiner founder, talks about the beauty and tradition of the race, and the impact of climate change. Plus you'll get a humorous essay from Michael Perry about the calendar and that shrinking woodpile. It's all this week on In Wisconsin Thursday night at 7:30p on Wisconsin Public Television.

One of the Original Packers

Last week prior to the Super Bowl In Wisconsin aired a report about the early days of the Acme Packers and how Curly Lambeau carried this team on his back. One of our viewers emailed to say his father Ed Huston played for the team in those early years.

Edwin Huston lived in Richland Center WI. He told his son how the uniforms had no padding and they played in a field of thorns. It was nothing like what the players have today. His son offered to send us a photo as the proof.

Besides playing football Edwin was also the Drum Major for the Richland Center, WI. band so he would march with the band and then play football all in one afternoon.

I found the story of Edwin Huston very intriguing and the photos are worth a thousand words. I'm sure Packer backers everywhere can appreciate what the players had to endure in those early years. Thanks for sharing Jim.

Border Wars

I've never seen the National Geographic program called Border Wars but members of my family, who live in southern Arizona, tell me it's a very realistic representation of what's happening in their backyard, literally. I spent a week visiting them recently and got a first-person look at this conflict.

The U. S. Border Patrol flies helicopters back and forth all day. On the main highway, 3 miles from their home, all northbound cars must stop for inspection. While riding his mountain bike on a back road my brother-in-law was stopped by a Border Patrol officer. He was told to call the dispatch office if he saw anyone "suspicious".

As I understand it, the Border Wars program presents a variety of perspectives on the tensions surrounding what my family call "the undocumented". There are stories of the victimization by "coyotes", those who illegally transport and often rip off people desperate to get into the United States. There are also stories about the valiant attempts of the Border Patrol to prevent drugs and violent criminals from crossing into our country.

I haven't seen the program yet so I don't know if it presents a particular bias. I do know that Al Jazeera reported that:

'The total number of people killed while attempting to cross the border lies between 350 and 500 a year, depending on whether figures from the US and Mexican governments are used."

Many of these people die of thirst.

Border Wars will air a new program this Sunday, 3/7, at noon. It will feature a town on the border called Nogales, some 20 miles south of my family's home.

I don't know if this program is advocating for a different way to handle this growing problem. I do know it's needed.

Loss

My staff photo belies the sorrow I feel. And I'm not alone. The entire Wisconsin Public Broadcasting extended family is grieving the loss of a young man, the son of two of our dear colleagues.

Both of his parents have worked for Wisconsin Public Television since before his birth almost 24 years ago. Many of us have had the pleasure of seeing him grow from a precious and precocious child to an exuberant, energetic and extremely talented poet and musician.

His loss is hard to understand and even harder to accept.

The day I learned of his death I saw an eagle fly over our building in downtown Madison. It didn't flap it's wings-just soared freely overhead and out of sight. It made me think of this young man and hope that his spirit now soars just as freely.