Category Archives: School Board 2019

Out in the Cold

Loren Martell doesn’t read my blog often but he chanced to read about my campaigning a couple days ago and called me up to be certain what he’d read. I mentioned that I’d been invited to talk the Superintendent and screen with the Central Labor Body. Loren was not invited to either. I told Loren that to the best of my recollection Bill Gronseth’s email invite to talk indicated that the Superintendent was inviting all six school board candidates to have a chat. Loren hadn’t gotten his. And the Central Labor Body didn’t either. I hope the former was not intentional. I have to believe the latter was. Loren has spanked the DFL and the Labor Unions repeatedly in his columns. I guess they were not willing to camouflage their automatic refusal to even let him get an interview. Sensitive folks Union people. They didn’t send him an invite to screen in 2017 either.

Give’m Harry

I read the following wonderful summary of Harry Truman on Facebook today. Then I looked at the apparently pro-Trump author’s Facebook Page. He didn’t write it so I searched for the actual author. It seems no one has taken credit for it. The description of the man who was President when I was born accords with everything I’ve previously read although I can’t entirely vouch for its full accuracy.

Harry Truman was a different kind of President. He probably made as many, or more important decisions regarding our nation’s history as any of the other 32 Presidents preceding him. However, a measure of his greatness may rest on what he did after he left the White House.

The only asset he had when he died was the house he lived in, which was in Independence , Missouri . His wife had inherited the house from her mother and father and other than their years in the White House, they lived their entire lives there.

When he retired from office in 1952 his income was a U.S. Army pension reported to have been $13,507.72 a year. Congress, noting that he was paying for his stamps and personally licking them, granted him an ‘allowance’ and later, a retroactive pension of $25,000 per year.

After President Eisenhower was inaugurated, Harry and Bess drove home to Missouri by themselves. There was no Secret Service following them.

When offered corporate positions at large salaries, he declined, stating, “You don’t want me. You want the office of the President, and that doesn’t belong to me.. It belongs to the American people and it’s not for sale.”

Even later, on May 6, 1971, when Congress was preparing to award him the Medal of Honor on his 87th birthday, he refused to accept it, writing, “I don’t consider that I have done anything which should be the reason for any award, Congressional or otherwise.”

As president he paid for all of his own travel expenses and food.

Modern politicians have found a new level of success in cashing in on the Presidency, resulting in untold wealth. Today , too many in Congress also have found a way to become quite wealthy while enjoying the fruits of their offices. Political offices are now for sale

Good old Harry Truman was correct when he observed, “My choices in life were either to be a piano player in a whore house or a politician. And to tell the truth, there’s hardly any difference!

We ought to have cloned him for telling it like it is and being frugal with our tax dollars!

That a pro–Trumper would circulate something that so diametrically contradicts Donald Trump and which I find so compelling suggests to me that our mutual admiration for Harry offers hope to America. And by the way. Truman’s order to integrate the US Armed Forces began the stampede of Southern Democrats out of the Democratic Party and eventually into the once hated Party of Lincoln……where they promptly forgot about the sixteenth President.

I’m reestablishing my old domain Givemhellharry.org to advertise my 2019 school board campaign. I’ll be taking book orders from there as well.

READERS WHO CAN’T STOP THEMSELVES FROM VISITING LINCOLNDEMOCRAT…IF YOU LIKED THIS CONSIDER BUYING THE BOOK THAT WILL HELP ME FINANCE MY SCHOOL BOARD CAMPAIGN. $15 will cover printing for 500 books. A little extra will help with other campaign costs.





When Fox bests PBS

I woke from an Alzheimer’s fighting nine hours of sleep this morning. Its about time. Four and five hours for a week straight doesn’t do it. Holed up upstairs away from the ongoing work in our kitchen Claudia and I had a long conversation about a couple television shows and a great summation about Harry Truman and the logs in some people’s eyes. This post will cover the unlikely butt whooping we saw in television programming last night.

On Sunday nights Claudia and I get together at our daughter’s house and watch TV. The nights usually begin with kid watching then moves on to Adult PBS watching. Kid watching has meant Stranger Things and the Tic in recent times followed by Masterpiece Theater. Last night it was reversed and we began watching Grantchester on PBS a series that has been OKish. I’ve been irritated by it because its flawed hero, an Anglican minister, is given a pass because of his experiences in World War I. His parish is Grantchester, hence the name, and like Agatha Chisties hamlet no end of murders take place there.

Last night we could not endure it when the 1960’s Grantchester was visited by a black minister and his family. I won’t bother explaining how daft the premise was but we drew the line and the latest sexual encounter this self righteous minister had, this time with the black daughter of the minister the night after her brother is murdered by some supposed English Racist. It crammed five decades and two continents of black/white relations into a sorry justification for an improbably unchristian act of sex……off screen but obvious enough when the minister’s friend the cop said with disgust “you screwed her.”

It was time for some kid watching to take our youngest grandson’s eyes off of awful. And I had a brainstorm. Malcolm in the Middle.

A quick check confirmed that it could be livestramed from Hulu for which my daughter and son[-in-law have a subscription. It came out the year after my daughter graduated from highschool but I recall watching it with our son a few years younger. It was one of the few things we did together. Malcolm is the fourth wall breaking middle child of a not quite dystopian wacked-out family. There was some off screen sex in this program too but it was more achingly ridiculous than Grantchester’s gratuitous steam.

As I said we had a long lively talk about this and enjoyed laughing through three episodes in a mini binge with our grandsons. They were the perfect age to watch four television brothers fight and scheme against the world and each other. As with the Simpsons, Fox provided a little anti-venom to its scurrilous political broadcasting designed for Alzheimish baby boomers.

READERS WHO CAN’T STOP THEMSELVES FROM VISITING LINCOLNDEMOCRAT…IF YOU LIKED THIS CONSIDER BUYING THE BOOK THAT WILL HELP ME FINANCE MY SCHOOL BOARD CAMPAIGN. $15 will cover printing for 500 books. A little extra will help with other campaign costs.





What every election is about…..

the future!

Educating our children is no small deal. America pioneered near universal public education then the Republican Party noticed some failures, real not imagined, and then proceeded to inflict public education with more snake oil cures than you can shake a stick at. The result. An American population of science denying, divided paranoids striking out like blind men in a paper bag.

That kind of population will only slow the search for finding solutions to save our Grandchildren’s Earth. This is not a Chinese hoax.

At the top of this post you can see me and my little sister in British, Columbia in the summer of 1968. We climbed up to a glacier on a warm day. I’ll give you good odds that this glacier, if it still exists, has retreated to a nubbin of what it once was. A similar condition affected the Mendenhall Glacier near Juneau that Claudia and I took our grandsons to see five years ago. The park museum had been built by it years earlier but the glacier had already retreated miles further upstream as chunks of its ice floated past my grandsons.

Everything I envision for Duluth will be aimed at giving our children, all of our children, a future not a calamity. We need to clean up the Central site. That will require a million dollars Continue reading

A $3,000 goal for book publishing costs

Here’s where I stand at this early date:

I think my eight loyal readers will get a kick out of this book and learn a thing or two along the way.

I have yet to get an order online so I’ll include my donation button. It will show up regularly in posts this summer.
Remember, I need to sell 200 books at $15.00 to pay to print them. I’ve sold 23 with a first mailing. I also request that donors consider adding a little over that amount as my campaign will need funds for mailing, advertising and new (I hope) lawnsigns.





Campaigning in Florida

Its an otter. He was sunning himself by the lake at my father-in-laws. I’ve been visiting his place for years. I always wondered if an alligator would show up but today we got an otter. It slid back into the water when a mosquito control vehicle sped past.

The Palm Coast is having the hottest June weather since 1944. Thank goodness for AC. I hid from mother nature and stuffed 170 fund raising envelopes. They will probably make it to Duluth from Florida about as fast as if I’d mailed them from Duluth. I finished editing the letter in Jupiter, printed it and ordered envelopes and address labels. My letter invites potential contributors a book in 100 days by me about my attitude toward and experience with public education. All of the addressees have contributed at some time to previous campaigns. About 70 of the addressees ordered a book about the Red Plan that I never completed. I found the records which listed to whom I returned $700 in refunds since I gave up on writing the book.

I don’t plan on refunds this time.

My campaign starts getting bookish

If my eight loyal readers (of the blog) are not readers of my Not Eudora columns I recommend taking a look at them. I’m averse to writing titles that are too literal regarding the content of my columns. That way readers can’t draw any firm conclusions until they’ve read a couple of paragraphs worth. Among the items I’ll be researching for my book I’ll be going through all my columns, about 200 of them, to see which ones have education related passages that might illuminate my book.

I only have one more serious writing project in mind now – A fundraising letter. I had hoped to have it ready before I left but, after two unsatisfactory attempts at it, I’ll work on it next week in Florida. However, you don’t need to wait for or worry about my sending you a letter. I am delighted to tell you that my old online donation button still seems to work. Its on my 2017 campaign webpage WeltyforSchoolBoard website.

Here’s the deal. After getting a ball park price for publishing 500 books I will be asking for contributions of $15 to assure my supporters that they can have a copy of the book. I’ll be happy to accept larger contributions to pay for costs beyond publishing but fifteen dollars will take care of the printers. I’m aiming at sending them out twenty days before the Nov. 6th election.

I haven’t designed a front cover yet but my new lawnsign will look something like this:

So far this month through the solstice my average blog reader has visited about six times and there have been over 2,000 occasions when readers have spent at least 30 minutes looking at it. I ought to sell a couple hundred books over the course of the summer. I know people were itching to get the book I never wrote about the Red Plan. In fact I sent back over $1,000 dollars to disappointed wannabe purchasers of the book when I didn’t get it written.

I rather like this page on the Duluth Reader. Its the list of my contributions and it includes everything for a little over a year. Starting in April of last year I began searching for pictures to accompany each column. This week I made a piece of artwork myself that pleased me. It represented naked people doing cartwheels down Superior Street. I was especially pleased when Loren Martell called and told me he liked the article and really liked the picture that the Reader staff had designed for it. Since I was the artist I was flattered. It was only after I sent it in that it occurred to me that I should have initialed it as I did with my cartoon of King Trump the previous week.

The Second District Duck

My office is clean as a whistle. It only took me a year. I’ve gathered the materials I need so that I can find the reference points I need to write a book about my life in the Education biz. I’m thrilled. Its so pleasant up here that both of my cats are snoozing behind me in the sun. I think they are up here because its the farthest they can go from the destruction of our kitchen but that’s OK. Its nice to have a refuge. (Its being remodeled.)

At the top of this post you can see that I put up a map of the Second District I hope to represent again. Its outlined in blue. The orange and yellow lines which cover almost all of its streets represent the areas I canvassed in the 2017 election. I did 30,000 steps close to daily according to my pedometer. This map only represents one-fourth of the whole City that I covered. All that walking is why I got plantar fasciitis so badly that I couldn’t walk for a few days near the end of the campaign.

Next to the map is my 140-day campaign calendar. Four days have been slashed out and you can see the yellow line that has been driving me to speed things up. That, starting Saturday, is when I’ll be out of town visiting my Father-in-law in hot, humid Florida. It took that long for Claudia to be up to a trip. It will give me a quiet week to do some writing. A thousand pages a day. I swear. I’ll get it done. One book in 100 to 120 days. I’ve already contacted a printer specializing in books. I have to price it before I let my eight loyal readers put in their order for it.

Press Release

For Immediate Release June 18, 2019

Harry Welty filed today for the Duluth School District’s 2nd District seat and his fourth non-consecutive term on the Duluth School Board. The Second District is currently represented by David Kirby who has already filed for a second term of office. Welty was first elected in 1995 and served through 2003 representing the second District. He subsequently won an at large seat in 2013 and served through 2017.

Welty, a critic of the Board’s imposition of the Red Plan without a vote and its financing also objected to the School Board’s attempted removal of Art Johnston in 2015. Welty says his first concern will be to establish financial equity between Duluth’s eastern and western schools. Toward that end Welty wants to explore having a single high school with two campuses for which students would travel between campuses to complete their academic work. A close second interest for Welty will be the selection of new Superintendent of schools to replace William Gronseth when he steps down at the end of the 2020 school year.

Welty can be reached by email at: harrywelty@charter.net

The Deed is done

And Jackie thanked me for not waiting to file until the end of the day when a welter of candidates showing up late make for a headache.

Yesterday was stellar. I finally neared the end of a year-long procrastination. The wait to clear my office floor of debris. When I came back from Old Central I found my cat Moloch sitting forlornly on carpet which had once been strewn gloriously with messy papers. He counted on pawing them to get my attention when he thought I should feed him. Now he’ll have to jump up to my computer and walk around it like other cats.

I got nearly 1000 words of my book written. In fact they laid out a structure so fortuitously that I know I’ll be able to meet my 100 day timeline or come very close.

On leaving the Superintendent’s office I looked up at the wall to wall map of the School District to pick out District Number 2’s outline. It looks like a tall necked rubber duck. Its just the heart of my neighborhood and even more inviting than the old District 2 boundaries I used to represent.

I joked with Jackie that the only reason I was filing was to get my district parking pass back. It was a lame joke but my lame jokes always make me smile. Now its time for some hard work and fun.

New blog category – School Board 2019

As I was cleaning my office today I found this stuck behind my books:

This was sent to me by the Minnesota State School Board’s Association a few weeks after I left office in 2018. It was supposed to be presented to me at their January convention. I got it in the mail instead. 300 points is a lot of time spent learning about Minnesota’s School Boards. It was presented to me for twelve years of very active participation in the state school board organization. I know my stuff.

What an ironic waste to have kicked me off the Board because 2017 voters wanted someone reliably Anti-Trump. Heck, I’ve been fending off our district’s own brand of Trumpishness for the past decade. I was the quintessential Anti-Trump. I still am.

Today, I finally completed my long overdue 2018 finance form. (Easy Peasy. I didn’t do any fund raising for the School Board last year) I bought a PO Box for Welty for School Board. I wrote a press release for tomorrow. I sketched out a first fundraising letter. I’m just about ready. I just need to scratch up the 2 bucks for a filing fee. Wish me luck.

The last day to file is tomorrow.