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A Bemidji man has been sentenced to 86 months in prison for first-degree criminal sexual conduct that occurred between the years of 1996 to 2002 in Hubbard County.
On Thursday, September 8th, 2022, Holly Anne Holden-Eklund passed away at the age of sixty-eight in her home in Moorhead, Minnesota, after many years of declining health. She is survived by her husband, Michael Eklund, son Benjamin Holden, brother Bruce Holden, grandsons Benjamin Holden Jr., and Dre Bang; nieces Katie (Simon) Gustavsson, Jacqui (Mike) Fitzpatrick, and Briana Eklund; nephews Darrian and Aidan Eklund, two very dear cats Ragtime and Nutmeg, and many, many friends. She was preceded in death by her parents and her sister, Heather Holden. Holly was born in Worcester, Massachusetts, to Walter “Bud” and Louise (Kennedy) Holden on January 19th, 1954, their first child. A precocious tomboy and budding artist, she had a predilection for exploring and a determination to make her own way in an era that valued conformity. Early adventures included deep ventures into the reservoir woodlands of West Boyleston and car racing as an under-aged driver, something her parents never found out. Early in life, she found herself tied to an unworthy partner, which relationship ended traumatically and led to starting over again with a four-year-old son in tow. Life as a single mother in the seventies was a hard struggle, but it was perhaps that of which she was most proud of. It was while doing so that she finished her education, earning a Bachelor of Science degree from Worcester University (at that time College) and moving on to the great disappointment of being a handful of credits shy of her Master’s degree when the program she was enrolled in was canceled. During these years, she found great satisfaction working for the school serving foreign exchange students, in community theater, for a time running her own store, Holly’s Place, serving a low-income neighborhood, and running a group home for disabled residents. Throughout her life, she pursued an interest in art and poetry, competing in the New England slam poetry scene in the ‘90s as a mehndi body artist for several years at the turn of the millennium and, very briefly, began as a tattoo apprentice. She enjoyed photography and illustration. In 1997, Holly met her life partner and husband, Michael Eklund, through a chat service known as a talker. Less than five months after that meeting, she packed up everything she owned and her two yowling cats for the breakneck two-day journey to Fargo, North Dakota. It took several years before she established herself professionally in the social services community, first as a refugee resettlement case worker and ultimately her longest position as a job search counselor and workshop instructor. She found great satisfaction in enabling the people of our community to discover the work skills and talents they didn’t know they had and transform them into better work and better lives. Health complications set in in her final years, but she was blessed with the gift of more time from an anonymous kidney donor, for which she was very grateful. She made use of that time enjoying grandsons, cats, and home. Her memorial service will be held at Saint Stephen’s Episcopal Church at 120 21st Ave. N, Fargo, North Dakota, on October 31st at 2:00 P.M. She will be interred two days later at the memorial garden there as part of the evening All Soul’s service which begins at 6:00 P.M.
We had asked Allen to come and read his poetic clarion call Howl as one way of putting the new, very small, branch of the provincial university, long denied to the city, on the map. We would bring the world into it again. I have a photograph of Allen standing together with Chanchi Mehta, my old teacher, trouper and Indian playwright, local poet Alden Nowlan, and I. Allen is telling us that the previous night he had picked up the Gideon Bible by his bedside and re-read The Book of Ecclesiastes. "I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit." One long, bloody, bitter poem, was how Allen described it.
Finding Art Miles Away From the Expected Hanne Tierney has made her FiveMyles gallery in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, both a beacon and an anchor for the neighborhood. Hanne Tierney inside “Into The Maelstrom,” an installation by Etty Yaniv at FiveMyles gallery, which Tierney founded as a nonprofit in 1999.Credit...Lila Barth for The New York Times By Seph Rodney Feb. 23, 2021 About four years ago I followed an emailed invitation to an art gallery in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, not entirely expecting to find curious, provocative, contemporary work in that neighborhood, but I did. Now I return regularly to find that art again and again at FiveMyles gallery.