We are enjoying the service you provide to all of us who enjoy the times of days gone by. Shane Lester would like to be added to your list serve. Thanks for all that you do.
Martha Lamb Schepp, Newburg, ND ’68
It is my pleasure to add Shane Lester to our distribution. I believe Shane is the guy that is related to the Cook’s and House’s from Little Prairie. He would also be related to some of the Espe’s, Millang’s and Salmonson’s. I believe you mentioned that Shane works with your husband in the Newburg area. Gary
GOD BLESS YOU …………BEV
Dick Johnson’s (70) reply: Dunseith, NDGary,
Thanks for the advance copy of Mark’s nice write-up. The name of our
group is ‘Highway 43’, we felt it was fitting as most of the musicians
we have in this area live on or within a couple miles of 43. It seems
it’s always been that way, if you think back. Ole Bursinger, Lorraine
Metcalfe, Jack Metcalfe, Carl and Shirley Melgaard, Hank Salmonson, Pete
Berginski, Sharon Albertson, Kenny Sivertson for a few from back in the
day. It’s somewhat the same now with just a few more names thrown in the
mix. I never considered the idea of so many pickers and singers along
‘ol 43 until someone asked us to pick out a name for the group. We sure
do have fun doing these little ‘gigs’ and if folks like our music, that
is an added bonus! Thanks Mark and Gary!
I just reread Mark’s story and need to enter a correction. We are
jamming at the senior center every second Sunday–Mark said Good Sam.
DickDick, I’ll bet you will draw quite a crowd too, of all ages, when folks know you are going to be there. It’s wonderful that you are doing this for the community. Gary
Note of appreciation to Dick Johnson from Sharon Zorn Gerdes (62): Windsor, CO
Just a note of appreciation. Perhaps I have missed it, but I was unaware that Dick Johnson and his wife sang. My mom lives in Oak Manor in Bottineau, and several of the ladies there say that they sing very well. I just want to say thank you to Dick and wife, because those senior ladies enjoy and appreciate it so much when people take the time to share their talents. So thanks for your kindness. Sharon Gerdes
Cancer update from Dwight Lang (61): Tucson, AZ
Hi there Friends,
Finally getting around to checking my email. 500 plus in the in box. Been out of commission with my colon cancer surgery thing.
Enjoyed the wild life pictures compliments of cousins, Rod and Brian. Lucky I never met the little squirrel looking fellow while carrying my trusty 22 through the foothills some forty years ago. And Dick J., enjoyed your addition to the Martin story and especially the picture of those super bar tenders. I was a bit young to be a customer but I did poke my head in the door from the bowling alley side many times. Usually to hit my Dad up for a few quarters to play the pinball machines while I was waiting for his card game to end with Johnny Hill, Don Darling and the other regulars.
Well the operation went as good as to be expected. I spent five days in the hospital (without a smoke) and then was sent home as soon as I had bowel activity. It was no fun. But, after a few days home I got a call from the surgeon and he told me that the lab results were all good (no cancer in lymph nodes, etc.). Had the staples pulled last Thursday and he told me to come back in a couple months for another look see. He also mentioned that I should have another colonoscopy next year as well. Guess I can handle that. Oh by the way, the chimney is smoking again.
Would you believe today it is supposed to be in the upper eighties down here in Tucson. That’s a bit too soon for me. I’m looking forward as usual to spending my summer back at Lake Metigoshe but I’m hoping the Tucson heat holds off for at least a couple more months.
Well, take care and thanks to all for your concern. Francie Gottbreht (63) told me it would all be OK.
Cancer Update from, and Neola Kofoid Garbe’s reply to Gary: Bottineau/Minot ND
Mom/I are back from Minot; it took longer than I thought it would. I knew I wouldn’t be going back to Minot tonight. Wally says the weather is bad for tomorrow, so after Mom’s appointment, I rescheduled by radiation appointment. I scheduled it for next Monday at 2:00. I’ll be in Bottineau until Sunday. The surgeon got all the cancer. The area around where the cancer was, is “clean”. The treatments are for cautionary reasons, not to kill any cancer that’s there. I started taking anti-estrogen pills a few days ago. I haven’t had any side-effects from them.
Reply from Geri Metcalfe Monro (59): Fargo, ND
Our friend, Betty (Allard) Heinz, class of 1960, married Ron Heinz, is also a daughter of Olivine Allard. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Betty and Ron and their family. Betty is flying home from Mesa, AZ tomorrow. We are with them in thought and prayer, even though we cannot make the trip back home.
Geri Metcalfe Munro, class of 1959; (Betty was class of 1960) and Chuck Munro–Fargo, ND.
Note: Gary, it would be nice sometimes if folks would state their current city and state. I have not saved nor could I download all info re: addresses.
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57): Forsyth, MO
Reply to Bonnie:
Rural schools were not as boring as home schooling, but we lost a year or more with eight months school and staying out to harvest and haying. I remember the first day, Dad hooked up to an honest to goodness buggy, with springs and all, naturally he took a short cut to save a mile or so through Erman Striker’s pasture. The water came right up to the floor boards, so we went via the road the next six years. We had three and a half miles, so did Faye and Doris Honsey. Horses are all about competition and old Dewey did very well keeping up that one mile straight north where we parted company with the Honsey girls. It was all bare back in those days and when it would rain, that big mud puddle in the road did me in a couple times, riding double. Dewey would shy around the puddle and I never could be sure which side he would take. Fanny and Dusty were spirited horses of the Honsey girls and Bernice Jasper. The girls were excellant riders.
Alas, the buggy was short lived, Martin Evans hooked Dewey up one morning and the barn door was open about two feet, Dewey decided to go back in the barn. Viola…that was the end of the buggy.
So now we got a cart with straight schaves and no springs, then a Ford tractor. Sometimes when the weather was favorable they took us to school and we would walk home. As if three and a half miles one way wasn’t enough, we took turns carrying water for school use a half mile. We put a stick through the handle of a 3 gal. pail, with a kid on each side.
On Monday morning that three and a half miles was actually four miles, for Dewey had a thick hide and had to go about a fourth of mile and come back home and get a good spanking from a grown up. Then the rest of the week, he was o.k. over the weekend he would forget and have to be tuned up again.
A typical lunch pail was a one gal. pail with nail holes in the lid for air. In hot weather, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches became soggy, for variety mustard or a dill pickle sandwich was good.
Most teachers had it worse than the kids. Clara Weaver had at least three miles because of no roads and I know Mrs. Graybill stayed at the school lots of times. Enough of that for now.
Age 14 life changed. Paved streets, hot lunches and a great job setting pins to pay rent with. Too bad Bertha Vanorny, Bertha Myer and Myrtle Hoopman got a part of that hard earned money. But I did finally learn to hold my own in a game of Smear. Life was great and still is.
Reply/Picture from Kenny Nerpel (65): Devils Lake, ND
Regarding Rabbit City Lake:
The enclosed photo is of my Grandfather, William Bryan Metcalfe.
William Bryan Metcalfe
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,
I found this article amusing! Just about every move was covered by the
Folks, I’ve got a little extra room today so I want to share a story with you. Gary – Philippines
We currently have a satellite TV dish here in the Philippines, but would like to have cable service too. We are several hundred feet beyond the allowable distance for getting cable. Last Friday I called the worker bee lineman, who had been to our house, to discuss how we could get their service. Following my conversation with him, I called his boss to discuss this topic in more detail for us to be able to get their cable service. The boss told me he would send a field engineer out to our house on Monday. Lone behold, on Saturday we got a visit from one of the cable salesman. I was surprised to see him. I said “did Tony (the Boss) send you” and he said yes. He was a very nice gentleman. He looked everything over and said the extra cost for materials would be $250. He said if I gave him the money then, he’d be able to install the service Monday morning. Knowing he was from the cable company and thinking the boss had sent him, I gave him the money. On Sunday this salesman comes back with the worker bee lineman, I had called on Friday, to get everything set for the installation the next day. Monday morning rolls around and no one is here to install our cable, so I called the boss. The boss says I didn’t send that salesman to your house. In fact he said I sent my field engineer out to your house early this morning to look things over and we can provide you service with no extra material costs like we had discussed when I called him on Friday. He was very surprised when I told him I had given his salesman $250. He said you will get your money back. The salesman did not know I had been talking to his boss. He was trying to give us service under the table and got caught. When they came Monday morning to install the cable, they saw the field Engineer at our house and ran. The worker bee lineman called the salesman and that is how they got involved. They pocketed the $250. They also involved one of the other engineers of the company too. I am currently waiting for the salesman to return the money. I think he has probably spent the money, so he’s probably trying to borrow the money at this time. All three of these guys have been working for the cable company for a number of years. At the moment their jobs are on the line and will for sure be fired and possibly go to jail if the money is not returned. The salesman sent me a text message telling me he is very worried about loosing his job. He said he has 5 children to support. These guys make good wages too, but greed got in the way when they saw this American guy. They didn’t realize that I’m seasoned to their shenanigans. Gary
Olivine O. Allard’s Funeral notice:
OLIVINE O. ALLARD, 90, Bottineau, died Friday in a Bottineau nursing home. Funeral Wednesday, 10 a.m., St. Mark’s Catholic Church, Bottineau. Visitation Tuesday, 10 a.m. to 9 p.m., Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau
Reply from Tom Hagen (51):
Hi, Gary, just a quick reply to you about Wetheralt School. I had the
3 summer months when we were first married and it was really hot and
rainy that summer (55) When it got too hot we would have school in the
shade beside the school. We swept the room every day (mostly the kids
did it ) and used compound (reddish material to hold down the dust)
which had fallen off the kids legs who had walked to school in the muddy
roads. Isn’t that right???? Tom Anderson kids, Bud Anderson kids,
Obert Medlang, Susie Knox, Strong kids, Larry Metcalfe, Larry Hall, Eva
Eurich, (Hope I didn’t leave anybody out) That summer I took a bunch
of the kids to see Gone With the Wind , now can’t remember who !!!
We love E-mail letters, Love Tom and Dot
Reply/Pictures from Dick Johnson (68):
Gary and Friends,
Rod Hiatt’s picture of a pine marten is neat! The sightings of the
Olivine Allard Passed away.
I recieved a message from Mel Kuhn that Olivine Allard passed away Friday evening at 8:00 PM. She is Carol, Larry & Mary Allard’s mother. She was also a sister to Mel’s mother. We will post more info later. Gary
Reply from Rita Carbonneau Anderson (Former Gamble store owner):
I am one of those who started school in about 1930. I went to a country school in Lordsbrg Township, there were 11 of us in the whole school. I lived just about 3/4 of a mile from school. We started school about the first of April and went to the first week of November. If the weather wasn’t too severe we would go to Thanksgiving. In the summertime when it was too warm to have school inside, we would go to the north side of the building and thats where the teacher would teach the classes. How about that!?
Email address change for Beth Fauske Duncan (67):
Dear Friends and Family,
I have come into the technology age and am now on high speed internet so have changed email addresses.
Please email me at :
Feel free to forward onto other family members whose address is not included above.
Al and Beth Duncan
Reply from Bev Morinville Azure:
First I would like to tell Neola I wish you luck on the radiation it can be rough but your spirit is such a go get em spirit you will do great , the radiation team in Minot is wonderful they treat you very well and always encourage you as the treatments get tough. I will keep you in my prayers. Second Marilyn is in the hospital as far as I have heard in Minn. still, I talked with her sister Bernie just the other day and Marilyn is not well she has a lot of aneurism’s and Bernie said she is now in God’s hands Please keep her in your prayers . I had my yearly Ct scan and check up and so far no more cancer I am starting to feel great again. I thank you all again for your support and prayers in the last year I will ask you to please continue to pray for me and my family, Debbie is home and is working hard on getting her speech back it is a long road for her I call her once or twice a week and talk to her. Happy Birthday to Mrs. Fulsebakke. and Art I am so sorry your have lost your wife. I only talked with her one time but she was such a friendly woman we visited at the Bottineau Fair she was sitting behind me and I was telling someone I had graduated in 72 from Dunseith and she tapped me on my shoulder and said then you went to school with my husband Art so I got to tell her all kind of stories about you Art. May God Hold you and your family close during this time of sorrow. But know she is now healed and dancing with the angels.
GOD BLESS YOU …………BEV
Reply to Marilyn Peltier Allery’s condition from Judy Allery Azure (65):
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
From Vickie Metcalfe (70):
GARY, ART HAGEN POSTED THIS ON CARING BRIDGE YESTERDAY. WE HAVE LOST A WONDERFUL PERSON AND GREAT THIRD GRAD EDUCATOR. VICKIE
Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. To Let you know that Mavis lost her battle to cancer at 5:14PM Feb 12 , 2009.
Love you all Arthur, Devonne, Jon, Jarik, Joashua, Keisha and Keiandra
Condolences to the Art Hagen family from Lynn Halvorson Otto (75):
Message from Erling Landsverk (44):
I HAVE BEEN READING THE DAILY DUNSEITH ALUMNI NEWS AND MEMORIES. I AM AWARE THAT MY AGE PREVENTS ME FROM ASSOCIATING FACES WITH THE FAMILY NAMES I READ. I COULDN’T HELP BUT HAVE MY MEMORY JOLTED WHEN BUTTE, ST. PAUL APPEARED IT SO HAPPENS THAT MY FATHER GUNDER LANDSVERK BUILT THE CAIRN MONUMENT ON TOP OF THE BUTTE, AND OUR FAMILY ATTENDED THE STATE CELEBRATION THERE IN 1933 I BELIEVE. I REMEMBER ACCOMPANYING MY DAD, ALONG WITH MY BROTHERS WHO WERE OLDER, AND HELPED DAD BY MIXING MORTAR, AND CARRYING STONES, I REMEMBER ROLLING A COUPLE OF STONES DOWN THE SOUTH FACE OF THE BUTTE UNTILL MY DAD CAUGHT ME, AND SCOLDED ME FOR DOING THAT. HE REMARKED IN NORWEIGEN” STOP THAT, ITS HARD ENOUGH TO GET THE STONES UP HERE, WITHOUT YOU ROLLING THEM BACK DOWN” I REMEMBER THE STONES WERE HAULED UP ON STONE BOATS WITH HORSES. THE WORK WAS DONE BY MY FATHER, SOME OF HIS FAMILY MEMBERS, AND NEIGHBORS WITHOUT COST EXCEPT FOR THE LIME AND CEMENT THAT WENT INTO THE MORTAR, AND I AM NOT SURE THAT THEY DIDN’T ALL CONTRIBUTE TO THAT AS WELL. . I LAST VISITED IT IN 1992, AND I WAS ADVISED BY MY UNCLE THAT HE HAD TO REPAIR SOME DAMAGE CAUSED BY VANDALS, AND I NOTICED THAT A FENCE HAD BEEN INSTALLED TO PROTECT THE MONUMENT TO EARLY MISSIONARIES, AND I BELIEVE IT WAS FATHER BOTTINEAU. SUSAN MARTEN’S ACCOUNT OF SOME OF HER CHILDHOOD WAS FASCINATING, SINCE WE VISITED KOTSCHEVARS DEER HEART LODGE QUITE FREQUENTLY, AND I STILL REMEMBER SOME SUVENIERS THAT MY PARENTS HAD. THE MINERAL SPRINGS ADVENTURES SURELY RING A BELL FOR OUR FAMILY AND NEIGHBORS AS WELL. ALTHOUGH SUSAN IS YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE A DAUGHTER OUR MEMORIES OF THE TURTLE MOUNTAINS(HILLS)ARE STRIKINGLY SIMILAR. I SURELY REMEMBER LLOYD AWALT, I SHOULD, WE WERE CLASSMATES, UNTILL IN 1943 HE JOINED THE NAVY, AND OUR FAMILY MOVED TO WISCONSIN, AND I LATER ENTERED THE ARMY AND SERVED IN THE SOUTH PACIFIC. FROM WHAT I HAVE READ IN THE E MAILS, LLOYD APPEARS TO BE JUST AS GUNG HO AS EVER.. I COULD GO ON AND MENTION LOTS OF FOLKS, AND ALL THE MEMORIES, BUT I BETTER STOP AND GIVE SOMEONE ELSE AN OPPORTUNITY. THANKS FOR THE OPPORTUNITY GARY. HAVE A GREAT VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE!
Reply from Ele Dietrich Slyter (69):
Thank you Dick for the pictures…I remember going to Deer Heart Park every summer, just as we went to the Peace Garden every summer for a picnic. It was a magical place to me. Seeing all the animals and bridge, cabin and flower beds tucked into the trees as if they had just sprung up right where they were. Everything sort of fit into the way the trees grew. And you never knew what new sight was going to greet you around the next corner. I wish I could take my kids and grandkids to see it in person instead of trying to tell them about it and show them pictures.
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57):
Hello Gary and Friends,
About Morris Azure, if I am not mistaken, Morris was part of a unique family. His parents, Fred Azure’s ran a very homey type store up on the Reservation for many years. His sisters were rural school teachers, Ackworth for one. Viola married Hartley Carlson from Bottineau.
For what it is worth….I don’t claim to be an authority on world cruises, but Bruce Williams may be. If you don’t know who Bruce Williams is ask Billy Grimme, he seemed to also be a fan of Bruce. Bruce claims to have been on many world cruises and says if you only do one cruise in a lifetime, it has got to be an Alaskan Cruise.
PS Gary told me that the story about the horse races/foot races that the Native American in the story with the ponytail sticking straight out was ON FOOT, NOT A HORSE. Sue
Reply from Paula Fassett (71):
My sisters both wrote, so I’d better get my two cents worth in, too! Cheryl Kester mentioned the ‘quaking bog’, which was at Mineral Springs. As kids we used to hike up there every now and again and the bog was always fascinating! In another stage of my life, old Louie Racine (grandfather to Vincent “Vinnie” Racine, for those of you who know him) talked about it and called it “mushkeg” – which I think is a Cree word – or variation of one – for that kind of area. It’s moss, dead plants, etc., that are more or less suspended or floating on water that seeps from – in this case – the spring and is between that mossy crap and hard ground – voila – quaking bog. There’s probably some fiction mixed in with my fact, but that’s my story. Crystal, I’m glad you added in the part where Susan fell off the log and into the creek – we’ve teased her about that for about 40 years now!!!
Reply to Lynn Henriksen (64) from Bill Grimme (65):
This is my Valentine to you. Nice article. I enjoyed reading it very much.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Reply from Trish Larson Clayburgh (73):
I was really surprised to see an “entry” from my cousin Linda this morning. I haven’t been keeping up with the Dunseith “blog” lately – I’ve been too busy. But I have saved them all and will catch up later on a rainy day…
I wrote an email to Linda, and when I was done, I realized that my memories of those North Dakota summers might stir up similar memories for others, so I thought I’d send it to you to post it if you want to. Linda’s parents were wonderful North Dakota farm people – with big hearts and big laughter. I always enjoyed our summer vacations there, before we moved in 1969 to finally live in North Dakota, near where my mom had grown up.
Here’s what I remembered today, and thanks Gary again for all that you do.
Message/Picture from Crystal Fassett Andersen (70):
Frozen Fingers Festival posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
From Mark Schimetz (70):
Above will get you to various links in the ND Legislators assembly. There is Video access to the floor but none to the 23 standing committees at this time, however hearing schedules are available on the web site
INFORMATION IS FROM AARP.
att: Gary Stokes. You may publish this on in your blog if you wish. I am sure many will be interested in the health care legislation alone this session.
Mavis Hagen’s passing posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
This came from my friend, Ruth Gust.
From Lynn Henriksen (64):
I gave so much thought yesterday to old friends and what they mean to me, so I wrote the attached post for my blog & published it just now – thought you’d appreciate it. <<…>>
Keeping Spirits Alive,
February 12th, 2009
I was raised in a wonderful place in the Turtle Mountains of North Dakota at a little country store, Kelvin, just 4 miles south of the US-Canadian International Peace Gardens and 9 miles north of Dunseith, pop. 800! We, kids, were the Dunseith Dragons, “Blue & White Dynamite, Fight Team Fight.” Yes, I’m reminiscing way back to my formative years where a “man’s” handshake was his word, where the work ethic was not asking, “what’s in it for me,” but rather, “what can I do for you,” where the community came together for what we called a ‘building bee’ if someone lost a home or barn or store to a fire, where we could wander the town without fear or supervision and swim in the lake without life guards (luckily, no one drowned). Of course those were simpler times then everywhere, but I cherish my childhood where Turtle Mountain Memories are irreplaceable. A huge piece of my heart lies in the Turtle Mountains and Dunseith, especially Kelvin.
I’m thankful for the Face Book link and Gary Stokes for consciously reconnecting me to that time and place and to those good people. I joined Face Book just last weekend – had my arm twisted, heels dug-in not to go that route, but I have to say it was a very good thing I joined, because Gary Stokes, the Dunseith Alumni guru with a mighty following for his email Blog-blasts, found me and lured me in. He then blasted my unassuming response to that message he sent to me literally all over the place!
Little Valentines have been blowing my way the past few days through direct emails and website contacts reawakening in me tender memories, friendships, and ties. What’s more, many people are interested in writing a bio-vignette about their mothers and sending it to me – others have subscribed to my Blog feed – Wow! I hope they know I feel that the inspiration they say I’ve given them to write a “Mother Memoir” is truly a gift they’re giving me.
Harking back, once again, to school days, when Valentines were a really big deal, I remember we were allowed to build elaborate hearts and houses and chambers to place on the ledge under the windows inside our classrooms, hoping to attract as many Valentines as possible. It was a creative time filled with hopes for love and friendship, as well as dashed dreams, if Mr. or Mrs. Right-for-me didn’t deliver the longed-for “Be Mine.” Politically correct wasn’t even dreamed-up back then, I don’t think; we weren’t expected to give a Valentine to everyone in the class, and each of us knew we wouldn’t get one from everyone else, either. Most of us had our feelings hurt occasionally, but isn’t that real life? Expectations weren’t such that we believed attention, awards, friends, college, or jobs were a given – we knew we had to work for what we got, in return we learned to value what we did receive.
I value my Valentines past, present, and future. Thanks for being in my life. I used to think online cards were not sincere enough or the easy way – but I roll with the times and blogs.
Lois Hiatt Fugere’s Obituary posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Arnold Wenstad family posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Folks, I don’t have an email address for either Gary or Karen. I’m hoping that someone can pass this message along to them if you/they should happen to see them. Gary is living in the Willow Lake area and Karen is living in Kansas. When putting their class lists together, I had a nice visit with both Gary & Karen. Gary
Karen, Gary Arnold & Arlene Wenstad
Winthrop/Clara Smith picture posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Pictures posted by Dick Johnson (68):
Gary and Friends,
Here are a few pictures of Deerheart Lodge from the Dunseith History
Request from Shelly Hagel (78):
Will you please add my dad (Ray Hagel) to your email list.
I am sure he will enjoy…………………
Thanks so much
Reply to yesterday’s pictures from LaVerne (Carrole Fauske 66) Rude:
Hi Gary & Bernadette,
I was just looking at the photos and info on the blog and must say I can’t remember ever seeing the group picture of us all. Sure brings back the memories of those many years ago. Carrole was looking over my shoulder and her comment was, “That Gary sure was a good looking kid”. That picture of the “old man” was one I can’t remeber either. Hope all is well with you guys and I do hope to see you this summer.
Reply from Linda Gardner (Bottineau):
It was so exciting running into Jackie at the Elks – I’ve been in the Washington area for almost 40 years (can’t believe it’s been that long) and it’s not very often that I run into someone from back home unexpectedly!
My dad and Trish’s mom were actually brother and sister so Trish is my cousin. I have not heard from her since she moved west to Phoenix I believe.
I got together with some friends (Laframboise family in Rugby) I went to country school with the in the Turtle Mountains last summer and we thought it would be fun idea to have a Turtle Mountain Country School Reunion. I originally contacted the Superintendent of schools (Bottineau and Rolette share the Superintendent) to see if I could get some names but have not heard back from him – It’s been over a year and half since I contacted him. Is there anyone interested in participating in that?
I plan to be in the Bottineau area this summer for the Q-Centennial and hope to get some plans in motion for such a reunion in the summer of 2010.
My mother was a Wenstad so a lot of my cousins on that side of the family went to country school in the Turtle Mountains and then to school in Dunseith. Our farm bordered the Rolette County Line but the farm itself was in Bottineau County even though our address was Dunseith.
As I was reading the messages, I was especially interested in the one about Butte St. Paul. We used to have most of our Country School picnics there and it used to be a “hot” spot for gatherings – I actually climbed up the Butte summer before last. I had been up in the “hills” as we referred to them, visiting Jack & Minnie Flynn. On the way back to Towner, we stopped at the Butte. It was a wonderful view from the top!
The other “hot” spot where we used to spend a lot of family/friends time was Long Lake – fishing, picnicing and playing horseshoe. Bud Hagan used to run the place there (he was my mother’s cousin) and it was always a good time.
Margaret Metcalfe Leonard’s (65) reply to photo posted yesterday:
The instructor is Morris Azure. He had a TV business in Rolette at one
Mel Kuhn’s (70): reply to photo posted yesterday:
The unknown instructor looks like either Morris Azure or Al Azure. Al worked for Baker Elec. for years. Morris at the Jewel Plant.
From Marge Longie Langan-Wilcox (56):
I would like to wish everyone on the Dunseith Alumni a Happy Valentine’s
marge langan-wilcox t
From Susan Fassett Martin (65):
Deerheart Lodge was owned by Henry Kotschevar, who was a brother to Lillie Kotschevar. Lillie lived just south and west of Dunseith on the little farm which we as kids liked to call “the smiling house” . Lillie was connected to the Watkins clan, as Sue (Watkins) Bell lived with her for many years as a companion and housekeeper. Carol Carbonneau may have more information. The following is from an article written in the Minot Daily News from an interview with Lillie when she was 90 years old. She was a sweet lady and was at most of our family functions over my growing up years. I wish that I had interviewed more of the older family members back then and gleaned more information. Here is the excerpt:
“……Lillie’s brother Henry Kotschevar will be remembered by many as the operator of Deer Heart Lodge, a tourist attraction four miles west and two miles north of Dunseith for 25 years. Henry, a graduate of the University of North Dakota, and his wife moved on a quarter section of brush land and pasture about 1935 and developed the area into a fairyland park and home.
They showed their home with its furniture carved from native timber and their park to the public until his health failed about 1960………..Their place was sold to Frank, Julian and Joseph Peltier and they in turn have sold the place to Kenneth Hill………Kotschevar had made all the furniture in the house, including a dining room table from plywood and a bed. He carved lamps, lamp stands, vases and picture frames from poplar. Selling these items and other souveniers, along with a 15-cent admission to tour the lodge during the summer months provided the Kotschevars with their only income. They reared four boys and a girl……..
On a Sunday the lodge sometimes had more that 100 visitors. Mrs Kotschevar, who took up taxidermy, mounted deer, birds, chipmunks and frogs for display on the grounds, some in glass showcases. In one area stuffed frogs she labeled, ” Dunseith poker players” were playing cards around a table. On a pedestal enclosed in two feet of glass mounted squirrels gathered for a wedding included one dressed as a priest and a couple in appropriate garb.
Kotschevar dug a circular brook which flowed under a stone bridge. Fed by a flowing well, the small brook provided a setting for a large number of flower beds and stone walks. He made one stone flower bed in the shape of a star with an upper portion in the shape of a pentagon. Using stone from the area, Kotschevar built a gateway to the yard and a wall around the trees. Kotschevar and his wife also had a vegetable garden and a garden where they raised apples, plums and strawberries. On the west end of the lodge they provided a picnic shelter for the public. Tours would start and end at their house. ”
Can you picture the place?? What a shame that so many of the landmarks around Dunseith have not been preserved. If any one has any pictures of Deer Heart Lodge, please post them or I would like to have copies. Contact me. If anyone would like the entire article I could copy and send.
Hugs and Prayers, Susan
Reply from Clark Crum (54):
The “quaking bog” was at mineral Springs (you could drink the water coming out of the springs. I always thought you were on a big bowl of jello, it was very different. There was a site where we found artifacts on the way up to the springs.
Dick Morgan, Glen Williams and Don Hosmer led the way for Gary Morgan, Jerry Williams, Barry Shelver and I on many a trips to the Springs and the site.
Reply from Susan Fassett Martin (65):
Paulette LaCroix asked about the “quaking bog”. That probably was at Mineral Springs just north of town a couple of miles. We used to make a trek up there every summer and bounce on the bog. Crystal has pictures in dad’s old slides of us hiking up there. Maybe she will post them. I remember in High School about 6 or 7 of us got left up there after a school trip by Mr Grossman and had to hike back to town. I know it was me, Phyllis McKay and 3 or 4 others. Anyone remember that from the class of ’65?? I think Kenny Nerpel was in the bunch??
Reply from Bob Hosmer (56):
In reply to Cheryl, I remember something of what you describe being near Mineral Springs. It was a most interesting phenomenon. I was raised and round–maybe fifty feet or so across and, as you said, spongy. Someone else may have a better grip that memory than I do.
Message/Pictures from Crystal Fassett Andersen (70):
Frozen Finger Festival posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe
I sent this awhile ago, but I’m resending it, as the “BIG EVENT” is this weekend! It should be lots of fun. I hope the weather co-operates. Last year, it was so cold it wasn’t fit for anyone to out and about.
Lynn Henriksen (64) Reply to Gary:
Thank you for your kind words about my site – I’ve worked very hard on it, to say the least. Yes, you can post my website on your blog (I’m so snowed under with getting my website platform robust, that I seldom get a chance to read your blog – sorry, but I just can’t do it all).
Thought you’d enjoy this bit of info: the picture I have up of the book cover I designed for TellTale Souls: Keeping Spirits Alive One Story at a Time is Mom on board the SS Aleutian on her way to Alaska, pregnant with my brother, Rick. You probably saw it when you looked at the site.
If you do link my site, I’ve found it’s best to just paste this:http://www.telltalesouls.com. Also, since I’m hoping to get TTS published this year, I’m beginning work on my next book, which will be the male voice on mothers. I’d love it if you’d write a bio-vignette about your mother or another important woman in your life.
I’d be pleased if you’d put it out there that I’d be interested in hearing from any or all of you reader with a story for possible inclusion in my next book. That would be so great to have Dunseith-rooted people included in my book – I’d be thrilled. Both Colette & Janet (Hosmer) and Dana (my sister), as well as Sam (Colette’s daughter) and both my daughters, Jennifer & Samantha, have stories in the current book.
It is important to note that when someone submits a story it needs to through my site – it’s easy by clicking on “Submit Your Story” so their “Mother Memoirs” won’t go to spam and I won’t lose them in the avalanche of daily emails!
Hope you’re well & happy! You always sound so positive and upbeat…
Keeping Spirits Alive,
From LeaRae Parrill Espe (67):
Lloyd Awalt’s comments on the “smokers” made me think of Deer Heart Lodge.
I remember visiting there when I was quite young. There was a carving a four “frogs” in a poker game. The older folks seemed to know the inside joke that they represented certain town men. ( Maybe I have this mixed up and someone can shed some light on other details of what seemed like an enchanted spot.) Deer Heart Lodge was located on the Willow Lake Road and that place is currently owned by Kenny Hill. I remember alot of taxidermy, full size deer standing around the yard. Also, the furniture was hand made out of logs. I wonder what happened to all of the mementos that were there. Lots of tourists visited there and we would often have strangers drive in our yard looking for it, We had to tell them they were one mile off.
“Smokers” were used by the Jaycee’s in the late 60’s to raise money to buy bleachers for the gym. The Dunseith Jaycees of that era were very active and achieved #1 in the State Parade of Cities two years in a row under the presidencies of John Morgan and Terry Espe. The guys really pitched in on community projects as well as participating in state and national events. Rodney Armentrout flew a few members to the National Jaycee Convention in St. Louis. The convention was held under the “Arch” and one of the speakers was President Richard Nixon.
Reply to Allen Richard (65) from Kay Hosmer (77):
Happy Birthday to one of my favorite teachers, Mr. Richard – from Kay Hosmer (77)
Email address change for Marge Landsverk Fish (57):
HI GARY, Feb. 7
I have been without a computer for 3 weeks and now have a new one.
My new e-mail address is:
I have been missing your e-mails and will have to get back on track now.
The weather in Horicon Wi. today was in the 40’s, just beautiful for Feb. I took my dog for a nice long walk, she gives me a reason.
Thanks for all your work on the e-mails.
Reply from Lloyd Awalt (44):
Good Morning Gary: Questions for Sharren and answers to some of her questions in message #361.
Sharren Gottbreth Shen (59) Yes,Sharren their was a Dunseith Livestock Exchange it was a long narrow building sandwiched between the Peace Garden Cafe and Ray Wilson’s Law Office. Yes, it had pictures of dogs playing cards and it was a place where the guys played cards. This group of men celebrated their birthdays together playing cards and having a dinner, these celebrations were held at the depot. Later on the Livestock Exchange became Marie’s Beauty Shop.
The “Smokers” poker card games were big poker games where men from all over came to gamble.
The money raised from holding these games was used by the city to purchase the new fire engine. It was used for other big ticket items needed by the City. These games were held in the basement of the Dunseith City Hall.(I remember there was a disagreement about whether or not it was legal or morally right to hold these games and one of the pastors of the community had them raided.) Hopefully someone can give us more input about this.
The pictures you sent I think were labeled wrong. #2 is a picture of Dale Gottbreth. #3 is also Dale, I do remember when Dale rolled the livestock truck. In 1942 Dale Gottbreth built a warehouse across from our home in Dunseith. The warehouse was used to manufacture Water Pumps and Whet Stones used for sharpening knives etc. This building was later moved out to where Dales is now and is part of the original cafe.
Hertha Egbert Photo posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
I’m not sure if Hertha is a Dunseith or Kramer Egbert. I just happened to see this picture last night.
Please add Lisa Williams Mastvelton to your emails-
to your emails.
We’re enjoying great temperatures in ND.
Thanks, Rod Kalk Class of 1961
Rod, it is my pleasure to add Lisa Williams Mastvelton (82) to our distribution list.Lisa, you were quite young when I left the Dunseith area, so I don’t remember you all that well, but I do know the Lagerquist’s and the Knutson’s, both extended relatives of yours. Your sister Lori is married to Ray Lagerquist and your daughter, Jenna, is married to Toad Knutson. I don’t know Toad, but I know his grandparents, Norris & Arlene Knutson, well. Toad’s dad, Roger, was just a little tite when I left the country. It’s hard for me to believe, in my mind, that Roger is all grown up and has grown up kids of his own. I guess things didn’t come to a stand still when I left the country. Rod Hiatt filled us all in, with message #333, with the wonderful wedding and reception of your daughter Jenna & Toad. My brother Darrel and his wife Debby told me they also attended their wedding and reception. From all reports, it was a wonderful affair. Gary
Fisrt of all, I would truely like to tell you how much I like this site. I don’t know most of the people,but I like to read all of the history.Thank you for all of your work.I was wondering how I could get ahold of the Prairie Past and or Mountain Memories to read about Fred Morin.Maybe Gary Metcalfe can help me out. I would be grateful.
Pam Wenstad Lane “78”
In reply to Ginger’s question of a family from Dunseith’s Main Street
that drowned, it was the second wife of Carl Watschke and her son. They
were fishing on Long Lake and got caught in a sudden storm with strong
winds which overturned the boat. Mabel and Larry Nordquist drowned. Carl
managed to keep afloat and Larry’s sister Joy Nordquist swam to the
shore, although she was not a swimmer. The reason I am aware of what
happened that day in 1957 is that Joy later married my dad’s brother,
Cliff Johnson, in 1960. The terrible tragedy of that day has haunted my
aunt throughout her life. She and Cliff don’t have email and hopefully
won’t even hear about this message from those of you who do. I hope this
answers your question. Thanks Gary!
We were just to Minot last night to meet our newest Gandson. Daxton Edwin Schepp, son of Karson and Kristen Marie Casavant Schepp also the grandson of Rick and Denice Casavant of Rolette. Daxton was born on Feb 4 at 6:40 P.M. 8 lbs. 3oz. and 201/2 inches long. He is our 7th grandchild, 3 being boys and 4 girls. The oldest will be 9 in March and until Wed. the youngest just turned 2. They are so fun. We have two grandsons from Rugby staying for 2 nights this weekend. Best say goodbye as we have a game of Yahtzee waiting. Thanks for all that everyone has does, especially Gary for keeping this going. Martha Lamb Schepp (68)
Bonnie, Thank you so much for the nice words, however, Bill is the guy with all the smarts. I discovered that it takes more time than brains to put together a ‘simple’ WEB page. Gary
|Dear alumni and friends,
The entire University of North Dakota alumni family is grieving the loss of one of our most beloved members. Thomas J. Clifford, one of the University’s and state’s most iconic and dedicated alumni passed away in his home on February 4. He was 87 years old. My heart goes out to Tom’s wife, Gayle, and the entire Clifford family during this difficult time.
As a UND faculty member, the youngest-serving dean and longest-serving president, Clifford touched the lives of nearly everyone he met. On a weekly basis, I never fail to meet or visit with someone who has an inspiring “Tom Clifford” story. In having many of these memorable conversations with the young and old alike, it’s clear Tom’s impact spans generations. He was a caring and compassionate man who took chances on students and inspired people to succeed. Serving as one of the University’s greatest presidents, the “Clifford Era” from 1971-92 was a time of steadfast growth and success at UND. Clifford was a mentor, a confident leader, a savvy businessman, and, more than anything, a loyal friend and alumnus of the University. No one in our illustrious 125-year history has positively impacted more lives in a variety of ways. He was our “renaissance man”, a war hero and a leader across several disciplines.
It is an understatement to say Tom’s passing leaves a void that cannot be replaced. He will be dearly missed on so many levels, both professionally and personally by thousands. Please keep the Clifford family in your thoughts and prayers during this trying time.
I am certain many of you have stories and memories about Tom you would like to share. Please visit www.undalumni.org, where we have set up a tribute in his honor. Some of these stories may also be included in the May Alumni Review, which will include a tribute to Clifford’s life. You may also contribute a story about Clifford for inclusion in the Alumni Review by sending it to firstname.lastname@example.org I know his family and friends will enjoy reading your fond memories of their loved one.
Tim O’Keefe, ’71
Dunseith Alumni WEB site:
I am in the process of developing a Dunseith Alumni WEB site. This WEB site is not intended, in any way shape or form, to replace our daily email dialog. In doing that I think we’d quickly loose the comradery that we have developed. We still prefer for folks to request to be added our email distribution, rather than just going on line to view the posted daily messages.
I am not posting any personal info on this site. I strip all the email addresses and other personal info when posting the daily messages. I will post each days message as we go along and back fit all the others as time permits. I have posted the Alaska cruise and the Seattle Dunseith Alumni reunion on this sight as well. Please provide me with any items you’d like posted.
Thank you from Carmen Leonard Richard (Rolette), Bryan Schimetz’s aunt:
Thank you to everyone who sent birthday cards to Bryan Schimetz at the Good Sam in Bottineau. He was quite surprised, and appreciated them very much. It was a day brightner for him to know that so many people cared.
From Ginger LaRocque Poitra (65):
I remember hearing of a family drowning, they (if I recall correctly)
lived in a house on Main Street in Dunseith. Does anyone remember this
happening? I seem to remember that they hadn’t lived in Dunseith for very
long. I always wanted to know what happened. My parents didn’t discuss
these types of happenings with us, in our day we left the room when adults
were speaking, so I guess I overheard parts of their conversation. I
could be totally wrong on all counts. I don’t suppose I was very old.
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57):
It doesn’t get any better, town kid with farm experience. That old machinery had a lure for a kid that was all consuming and there were lots of three legged dogs. I knew it was Joe Lagimodiere when you mentioned the bib overalls.
Dunseith seemed like a larger town to me when you had shanty town and I do remember some the people who lived there. Joe, also Louis Bergan, Ann Grady, Slim Wallin, I am not sure when Axel Johnson moved there, Tommy Counts, Van Counts and many more.
When we talk about people like Fred Morin, we can’t completely appreciate what a job that was, he had to know and understand the bootleggers and the people that were not allowed to drink in public. Not much backup for a law man in those days. By all means like Wyatt Earp, a hero.
Great job on the pictures Sharren Shen.
Correction to yesterday’s picture posted by Kenny Nerpel (65):
The picture was actually taken in Denver. I forgot to include
From Ginger(LaRocque)Poitra (65):
I didn’t receive e-mail number 359. I sure have been enjoying all the
stories of times gone by. We all need to remember and pass our memories
on to our children and they to their children, and so on. My son who
lives in Texas was telling me how he tells his sons his remembrance of his
grandparents, whom he loved so much. I had said to him we live and we
die, no one remembers. That isn’t true is it? You all have proved that
here on this blog. You all remember a lot of people and the stories you
all tell are so invigorating to read. We owe Gary Stokes so much for
starting this, and including us all. Thank you Gary you are one of a
kind! and you are appreciated. Many Many thanks.Ginger(LaRocque)Poitra (65)
Reply from Marge (Longie) Langan Wilcox (Ron, Willy’s & Wally’s sister):
Hello from Washington state
Gary I certainly enjoy your tidbits everyday.
I remember Elaine Watkins very well.
that’s the year the boys were burning the girls dresses.
Reply to Gary from Eileen Egbert Spitzer (Adrian Egert’s Granddaughter):
Thank you for the information on my father. It was very interesting. Since so many are gone, so much
will have been lost. The date of my fathers death was listed wrong in the chart. He was killed in
Germany May 2, 1945. WWII. My mother never remarried and raised my brother and I alone. She
died in October, 2007 at the age of 94. Eileen Egbert Spitzer.
From Kenny Nerpel (65):
It ain’t Paris and it ain’t Hong Kong, but it ain’t bad! There
Kenny Nerpel in Denver, Co.
in Paris France Gary Stokes in Hong Kong
Reply & George Gottbreht pictures from Sharren Gottbreht Shen (59):
Two for Lloyd Awalt, Gary. I sure look forward to his every entry; such fantastic recall that awakens so many happy memories.
George Gottbreht had an office on the east side of Main St: Dunseith Livestock Exchange. I think it must have been located near or in the Wilson Law offices? I believe the title was lettered on the window. Today I think of it as his private card room! Every time I would stop there looking for a nickle or dime, Grandpa and company would be playing cards. I can still smell the smoke of his cigars. The walls had several prints of dogs playing poker, some had expressions of chagrin, some sniggering, some surprised. The dogs were all smoking cigars too! Grandpa was there from early 40’s till his death in ’51. Jim Gottbreht told me of the Exchange sales ring and stock pens where Dale’s is today and I presume that is where most of their business was conducted.
Jack Hosmer told me about the Business Men’s Meeting held every month on Main St. I thought it might have been at Kadry’s. Any member celebrating a birthday that month would receive a new Stetson. Perhaps Lloyd or others could expand on this club.
I remember dad going to every “Smoker” held in town. I have the impression that these games were held in winter. I know my Uncle August Dionne would come from Thorne so I surmise all players were welcome. I wonder where they were held? My picture is rather dim but I will post it anyway.
Message from Neola Kofoid Garbe:
I’ve been meaning to send an email, thanking the person who sent the pictures of Minnie Flynn’s birthday party, to you. Alice Vandal Leonard planned to attend, but because of the weather, she didn’t make it. I forwarded your newsletter that included pictures of Minnie’s birthday, to Alice. She was so happy to receive them. As you know, Alice doesn’t care to receive all the newsletters, so I try to forward the ones I think she might enjoy seeing. Alice was one of the four ladies who wrapped caramels to set on the registration desk at Frozen Fingers Festival, Sleep Inn in Minot on February 13-15. Dick and Brenda Johnson/Ron Hett will be performing at this event.
eBay info for Bill Hosmer’s friends book “The Birds Were Silver Then” posted by Neola Garbe:
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From Lois Lilleby Fielding (51):
Hi to all: We are home from visiting children and grandchildren during December and from Costa Rica during January–where we studied and lived with a family.
We had felt some small rumbles in the earth a few times before the big earthquake occurred (6.2) and we ran out of the house to the back yard, where we swayed back and forth with the earth for a short time, I even felt nauseous. North of San Jose at Volcan Poas occurred massive damage and some people have never been found and several communities were wiped out. The T.V. news, of course carried it constantly and the people of C.R. came to the rescue as best they could. I even saw a large monkey run into the arms of an animal rescuer. It was very touching. Volcan Poas is again open for visitors, but the devastation of the roads and beautiful mountains and streams is great–just in that area. The rest of C. R. is okay. About 30 volcanologists were studying Poas in the crator when it cccurred, but they all came out unharmed. Happy New Year to all! Lois Lilleby Fielding
Reply from Lloyd Awalt (44):
Hi Gary, Here is my answer to Dick.
Hello Dick Johnson,
1960 is when Bill Teal retired from the depot, Bill Teal almost never drove, he always got someone else to drive for him.. Bill and Irene moved down next to Jack and Minnie Flynn. Ray Hagel took his place as depot agent. Yes I remember putting pennies on the train tracks and having the train flatten them, so you weren’t the first to do that and you sure weren’t the last. Doing that sure made a penny look like it could be worth more than one cent didn’t it!
My Dad John Awalt bought the Dray Line in 1931 from Ike Berg. We used horses to haul the freight, we hauled everything, coal, ashes, and ice besides what came in on the train. During the Christmas Season is was not unusual to haul as many as three truck loads of mail up to the San Haven. Coal was a big part of the business because almost all homes, stores and the school was heated by coal. The coal had to be pushed from the train cars into the coal sheds and later loaded onto the wagon or truck and hauled to it’s destination. The bucket you pushed it with by hand was no easy chore, and sometimes if you hit a nail in the floor as you were pushing it was a bugger of a quick stop. Dad sold the Dray Line in 1943.
Reply from Janice Leonard Workman (56):
Hi everybody, hope you all are getting ready for spring. Surely it must be on the way!!!
Elaine Watkins died just 1 month after my sister Corinne. Both were mentally challenged. It was interesting to hear of Elaine’s ability to remember things,
because Corinne could also. She remembered all the relatives’ birthdays, anniversaries, and she could also tell you how old people were. My mother used
to say, if it weren’t for Corinne, nobody would have gotten birthday cards from her. Corinne did not attend public school, although that was tried and failed, but she did have a
tutor come to the house for a time. That was Elinor Fuchs and she made a big improvement in Corinne’s life. Elinor taught her to read enough so she could find things in
the newspaper. Especially she would look to see who was in the hospital from Dunseith. As Mom was writing the news for the TMS, that was a big help. One of the things
about Elaine, when we were younger, was that we would sit together at the movies, way down in front. She wasn’t always as friendly as she was as she got older, but
mostly we managed to get along. She and Corinne were much more compatible. I don’t remember Bud so well, but I knew his folks better as they were often in the Crystal
Café when I worked there. Bud was pretty quiet, but friendly.
I really think Gary Metcalf gives Bonnie and I a lot of credit as I see our names in his messages pretty often. Thanks, Gary, you are alright!!!
Adrian Egbert was a character around town. He was the father of my aunt, Margaret Lilleby who was just the best aunt to have in this world. She and Louis drove a
taxi in Dunseith for a number of years before moving to Washington. They lived in the house the Dick Johnson’s folks had before moving to their farm. Eventually my
brother Lowell owned that house. The house was right across from Adrian’s Northern Hotel. Adrian’s woodpile was always a temptation on Halloween, and my
friends were involved in several “tricks” there. Dorothy (Adrian’s second wife) and my mother were friends and visited often. When Mom wanted to sell the house we
had lived in (get this, which was built by Adrian) Dorothy bought it for $2000. What a deal!! Donald and his wife lived in the last I knew.
Enough for now. Take care. Janice Leonard Workman, class of 1956 rules!!!!
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57):
Re: Modeste Lagimodiere
Modeste’s homestead was about 1 1/2 miles south of Rapid City Lake and one mile off #3 highway. Louis Riel Jr. was son of Julie Lagimodiere and Louis Riel Sr.
If Alice Bergan doesn’t have a picture of Alcide, what with Alcide babysitting her kids all those years, then I guess we are out of luck. People reading this would get a lot more out of it if there was a picture.
Melvin Cook, someone out there may know what family brought him to the area. I am guessing maybe the Anderson’s. On those swimming adventures on Rabbit City Lake, they would look way over on the other side of the lake, and say “there he is”. Melvin swam like a duck, staying under water so long, they wondered where he was at. I think he had some other talents too.
About 1947 Dad introduced me to a man named Fred Morin. He had a big star, a big hat and he was a rather striking figure of a man, this was up on the Jack Rabbitt Trail north of Dunseith. As I read his story in Prairie Past and Mountain Memories, one could easily write a book on his life of 104 years. I thought Fred did a lot of his duty on foot? For sure Wilbur Hall did his work on horseback on the Canadian Border when we first came back to the farm. Things really were changing fast in the 40’s.
Reply from Colette Hosmer (64):
I liked your memory/letter which included Elaine Watkins very much. I have added this image of you to my file of “cousin Bob Hosmer memories” in my head. That’s one of the great things about this communal “blog”. It enables us all to build a more complete picture of those who contributed to our lives.
Thanks to you, the “Fassett Boys” and others, my memory of Elaine has filled-out considerably.
Susan, I forgot to attack the pictures when I posted the following message with #355. Sorry about that. Gary
Reply from Susan Fassett Martin (65):
Gary Metcalfe mentioned Elaine Watkins. She was born Jan 1st 1938 to
Helen Amundson and Roy Watkins. She was a sister to Murl Hill, Jeannine
Robert, and Carol Carbonneau. She died in 1993 peacefully in her bed at
home on the farm north of Dunseith. She never fully developed mentally
beyond about a 10- 12 year old mentality, but I believer God sent her
into our family to teach us love and understanding and tolerance. She
loved all of us kids (cousins Tim Hill, Charles Carbonneau, Susan
Fassett, and all our siblings. We used to tease her unmercifully when
we were kids, but she loved us anyway. Charlie, Mark Andersen, and I
used to take her out on Lake Metigoshe in the boat (Charlie driving) and
we would make her sit on one side and then Charlie would turn sharply so
the edge of the boat was nearly touching the water, just to make Elaine
squeal. She loved to tease the roosters and they would chase her when
she came out of the house. I’m sure Carol can tell many stories about
her and also Murl and Jeannine. These pictures are in my collection,
of Elaine in 1940 when she was 2. The one of her dancing is with my
mother, Irene Fassett, her cousin. Mom was teaching her to dance and
that was at our house on the corner in Dunseith(Paula sitting on the
couch.) We had lots of good times with her. I like to think that she
and mom and dancing in heaven along with lots of other relatives who
have gone home ahead of us. God Bless, Hugs and prayers, Susan
Irene Fassett & Elaine Watkins Dancing – Paula Fassett on couch
Elaine Watkins – 1940
Elaine Watkins – 1940
Elaine Watkins – 1940