Rodrugg reminds me of growing up out here in Fredenberg. Back when Jerry Chesney lassoed a moose and tied it up in his barn, and when Toivo Niemi made enough moonshine to supply all the weddings and dances in three townships. Guys like this would be proud of Rodrugg’s goals, and so am I.

His sense of humor beats all others with just one punch from his dry, yet slapstick wit.