It's Celeste's Turn column: Ever been to a cow junkyard?

The following is an opinion column written by an Echo Press editorial staff member. It does not necessarily reflect the views of the Echo Press.

Our turn
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When I was younger – grades 1 through 6 – my family lived on a turkey farm in Willmar. I remember one morning my mom hollering to my brother and I, who were upstairs sleeping because it wasn’t quite time to get up for school, that we had to wake up right now and hurry to get downstairs.

Gleefully, she yelled to us that there was a bunch of deer in our front yard and we had to get downstairs as fast as possible to see them.

Still half groggy, I remember we both scrambled down the stairs like it was Christmas morning and Santa had delivered everything we asked for and more.

We ran to the window and flung open the curtains expecting to see all those white tails staring back at us.

We didn’t see a thing.


Instead, we heard our mom, who was nearly bursting at the seams with laughter, yell, “April Fools!”

I don’t remember if I was mad or sad or disappointed. I only remember how much joy it brought to my mom. She definitely pulled one over on us.

Funny part is, that wasn’t the only time she played that trick on us. Several times on April 1, we’d hear her excitedly yell down for us to come and see the deer. There never was any. Besides her deer prank, I also remember her hollering for us to “get downstairs now” because a major snowstorm dumped a bunch of snow in our front yard, but there never was any.

She was such a jokester.

While texting with my brother, Charles, about the April Fools' pranks our mom played on us, he reminded me of the time we drove by a junkyard and I asked my mom about the cows that were in the pasture right next to it.

It wasn’t on April Fools' Day, but it sure could have been because our mom got us good.

She told us that it was the cow junkyard and that if a farmer needed a spare part for a cow, he could get what he needed at the cow junkyard.

If a tail fell off, the farmer could just go right to the cow junkyard and pick out whatever tail he thought would be best for his tailless cow. If an udder or a teat on the cow was broken, yep, you guessed it, she told us the farmer could once again go to the cow junkyard and pick out a new one.


Oh we were so naive and young and believed every word our mother said. If I remember right, she kept it going for quite some time before she couldn’t take it anymore and her and our dad got the giggles and had the best laugh over it.

I don’t think my brother and I laughed about it. At least we didn’t laugh about it at the time. In fact, I think I got quite mad at my mom for “spoofing” us like that. Later on though, once I got over it, every single time we drove by that “cow junkyard” we all got a good laugh.

As I was thinking about all the pranks being played out this April Fool’s Day, I asked my coworkers to share any good ones and my favorite came from Reporter Thalen Zimmerman.

It was a prank he tried to play on his mom.

He had some fake blood leftover from the previous Halloween so he took it and rubbed it all over his face, thinking it would freak out his mom.

Instead, the excitement overtook him, he said, and he couldn’t stop giggling.

“It didn’t fool her,” he said. “She just stared at me and probably assumed I lost my mind as I laughed almost maniacally with red goo smeared from ear to ear and hairline to chin.”

If someone got a good one over on you this April Fools' Day, feel free to share it with me at


Maybe I’ll use it on someone else next year.

“It’s Our Turn” is a weekly column that rotates among members of the Echo Press editorial staff.

Celeste Edenloff is the special projects editor and a reporter for the Alexandria Echo Press. She has lived in the Alexandria Lakes Area since 1997. She first worked for the Echo Press as a reporter from 1999 to 2011, and returned in 2016 to once again report on the community she calls home.
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