Greetings Dakota friends and neighbors. Once again we are here for the favorite part of my day, writing you a letter. I woke up at 4:00 a.m. this rainy morning right out of a fresh dream. I was dreaming about Joseph in the Bible.
When Joseph was 17 he often tended his father’s flocks of sheep. For reasons only a dad would know, his father, Jacob, loved Joseph more than any of his ot...