The View from Here
with Ed Holahan
Fridays at 8:00AM
Ed Holahan was born and raised in New York City, spent 35 years inventing toys and games in The Twin Cities and Chicago and moved to the Driftless in 2006.
He and Mary Benson have been married for 44 years. They’re getting really good at it.
“The View From Here” presents a five minute essay every Friday morning. The show will celebrate thirteen years on the air in ’23.
If you live long enough you get to share what you know.
Ed lives in Viroqua in between church bells and a nursing home.
A Resolution
Into my mouth
The Gettysburg Address
Trump’s version
Gravitons
Who knew?
Real Food
And where it comes from
Breakfast
I need the eggs!
First Light
Solitude and Fillmore East
Life In Chapters
Take a break in between
A New Old Story
John Johnson returns
A Morning Walk
Reaffirming almost everything
The Forces
Someone or something…is after me
Push The Cat
Creative solutions to life’s challenges
A Night At The Opera
Two boys from Queens
99 Cell Phones
Navigating the 21st Century
Tin Soldiers
A battle for Christmas
The Platinum Plunger
Cleanest restrooms in America
My Easy Chair
The best seat in the house.
Jean Sibelius
The music of winter
Twister
A toy story
Middle Aged Mice
Amino Acids
Holiday Dining
Uncle Louie’s timeless advice
Longer Nights
A place in each Hemisphere
Armistice Day
We don’t use the word “Armistice” any more, do we?
The Ginko
One million leaves
The View from Here ‘Live’
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Ghosts
It’s that time of year again.
Squirrels On Ice!
My neighbors’ bench
Heeere’s Donny!
An outline for Trump’s next gig
Half Mast
Honoring The Donald…when he’s gone
Music of a Lifetime
From 78s to streaming…
Donny “The Comb”
Reflections on a wannabe mobster
September Song
The days dwindle down…
Hideouts
Do you ever feel like running away?
The Rainbow Bridge
And the tiny people who cross it
The Orange Menace
A President…incarcerated
Preincarnation
Ken’s Latin
Forest Murmurs
Into the woods
I’m A Townie
Main Street, Viroqua
Body Parts
The parts wear out, don’t they?
Jerks
Who do you suppose was the first?
It’s a Dog’s Life
“Princess” is a wealthy pup!
Havemeyer 4
I’ll never forget my number
Branded
The ads that killed us
It Rained!
And I listened to it.
Tri As I Might
“Tri” words scare me
Daylight
Six weeks of long days
An Honest Bird
The sparrow
Wine in Wisconsin
Vernon County Vineyards
Speaking English
Trying to make sense of the language
Mothers Day
Teresia’s story
Sara Crewe
The seventh grade play was a smash hit!
Pass It On
Sharing what you know.
Springtime in Wisconsin
Eighty degrees and snow!
What Would Donald Do?
If Donald were Jesus…
April
Everything is possible
The Night Sky
Turn off the TV
The End
When you gotta’ go…
Curbside
What we leave behind
De Gustibus
There’s no argument
Forty-four years
And still going strong
Toy Fair
February in New York
Little Sins
When no one is watching
Changes
We need the eggs
Dreams
Night visitors
Waterfall
We cause precipitation
January Sun
There’s heat in it
The Winter it Snowed
…and snowed and snowed and snowed…
Epiphany
Some titles I’d like to share
Words and Images
Books and films that I love
Midnight Mass
Johnny Boyle and me
Santa in Viroqua
A John Johnson story
A Winning Ticket
A long shot…to be sure
Yesterday and Tomorrow
Words
Winter is here
Embrace it
Into The Race
And out of gas
Armistice Day
The war to end all wars
Ballybunion
Golf with Ella
My Grandpa
…if only I had one…
Takin The Train
Late again…
Past Lives
A short list of my favorites
Barbara
She was our neighbor
Good Luck!
Say, “Rabbit, rabbit”…
Equinox
The season turns
Her Old Time Friend
Is it me?
604
Fridays with you
In His Wake
Trump leaves a mess.
Big Ideas
Change the world.
A Toy Story
Julie Cooper
The Game I Love
Back to golf
A Well Adjusted Person
Respect
The Blank Page
Typos and slips
Martenizing
Swallows at sunset
Higher Education
Leaving home.
Tatts
When cultures converge
Wordle
Do you have pentaplexia?
Tribes
Thinking about America
Tribes
Looking at America
The Seltzer Man
Now, we make our own…
Enough
It’s not all bad
Spring Football
Some things I will not do
Goldfinch Yellow
Springtime in the Driftless