05/17/2011

Ronnie LaRocque (68), Center, ND, Passed away.
Message from Ginger LaRocque Poitra (65): Belcourt, ND
 
>Gary,

I have sad news this morning, my cousin Ronnie LaRocque passed on to his
maker on Saturday May 14, 2011, during the am. He went in his sleep.

He was a traveler, so just before, he went to Albequerque with his whole
family. they drove. He was very determined to travel. He is now with his
maker up there on his last journey from earth. I will miss him very much
although I hadn’t had the opportunity to see much of him, since he lived
away from here. Just knowing he was out there somewhere was fine. Ronnie
was a good guy, he really was.

Ginger
Ginger, We are sad to hear of your cousin Ronnie’s passing. He sure had a good attitude and coped well with his cancer. Our condolences are with all of Ronnie’s family with his passing. I saw his death notice posted in the Minot Daily. They have Nero’s list as the Funeral home. I will post his Obituary when it is available on Nero’s site. Gary

 
 
 
Metighoshe Store area memories
From Mona Dionne Johnson (48): Bottineau, ND
 
I remember the skating rink by the store and remember skating on it. I
also remember the ice house on the hill, and also the spigot on the hill
that we could get water from.
Mona Johnson ’48
 
 
 
 
Skating Rink by the Metigoshe Store
Memories from Paula Fassett (71):
 

Dick (and all):

I well remember the outdoor skating rink by the Metigoshe store! We had a much easier trip to the store and/or skating rink, however, since my Aunt Lenore (Watkins) Hoover’s cabin is just down the road from that store. We used to love to go stay at the lake w/Aunt Lenore and our cousins, Marise and Lenette. I always enjoyed when Lenore would need some little grocery item at the store and send us girls to get it – we would usually get to buy a popsicle also. I never actually roller skated at that rink, but we would walk up there on a Saturday evening and watch the roller skaters (AKA: boys) from the sidelines. There was Pepsi machine there that, if you worked it right, would shoot out a free can of pop every now and again.

There was a beach at that landing just south of the shore, also. My Dad had slide-photos of him and us girls on the dock at that beach. I think that may have been before the state park/beach existed on the north lake. We used to see Neil Arnzten at that beach also – teaching his kids to swim……there were lots of little Arntzen kids.

Paula Fassett

 
 
 
Hobb’s family

From Doreen Larson Moran (BHS 61): Hazelton, ND & USK WA.
 

Gary – If my memory is correct Harvey Hobb’s mother was Viola as was his sister. Arvilla’s sister’s name is Violet. She had four daughters. One of them Karen is married to Scott Grorud from Bismarck. They now live in Spokane WA. He served in a military career as a survival school (SERE) instructor – some of those years were stationed at Fairchild AFB, WA. I had remembered the four cute little girls who would come to Lake Metigoshe to visit their aunt, Arvilla and Grandmother Martha Wulff or was it Wolf originally from Ashley there at Lake Metigoshe Store in the summers of 1961 and 1962. Then sometime in the seventies Scott G wanted us to meet his wife from ND What a surprise when we figured out our, “It’s a small world after all”. I am and always have been one of those people who will ask someone where they are from or where they grew up. Those of you who knew my father, Ledolph Larson will realize that indeed, “I am my father’s daughter”. Doreen Larson Moran
 
 
 
 
Jerry Olson’s reply to Doreen Larson Moran’s message below.
Jerry Olson: Bremerton, WA
Note: Doreen, Jerry included me with his reply to you. I think your message to him will be of interest to a lot of our readers, so I have included it as well. I am very careful with my postings, but I think I am safe with this one. Gary

Doreen,

I think the first winter camp I went on was in 1963 and at least three more times after that. I always pitched my little canvas pup-tent in the snow and buried it with snow. Once it went to 30 below, but I was warm in my sleeping bag. I remember the frost on the inside of the tent and how damp my clothes were. The hard part was getting out of bag and getting dressed for breakfast. I remember the instructors but not their names They taught us survival but, more so, meeting a challenge head on and not running away from it. It was cold and dark in that little tent. All of us survived – some had frostbite but nobody died.

I grew up knowing Grace & Kenneth Joraanstad. He was the bank manager and they were involved with Trinity Lutheran in every way. I was at their home many times and knew all of their children.

I got a snowmobile in 1966 and drove it like a complete idiot until 1968 when I totaled it in a wreck down by the creek on Allan Olson’s land east of Souris. I probably did see Bobby’s snowmobile – may even been part of the incentive for me to get one. I had a sweet maroone 18hp Scorpion.

I believe you may have made me a number of hamburgers at the store. It was good hike but worth the trip from the BSA camp. I remember one weekend, I was at the camp and a bunch of us changed into ‘civies’ and walked all the way around the lake to the dance hall on the westside. The Roadrunners were playing (not the same group that became popular in the ’90s). I met Byron Nelson, the bass guitar player, a couple of years later when I was at NDSU. He taught me a lot about playing the bass guitar. PS: We got back to camp about 4:00am and caught a couple hours of sleep before we had to get up. We also used to sneak up to Canada and get fireworks & MacIntosh toffee

When I get the urge, I write my stories. I have attached the Partsman 1. You may recognize some of the people.

Which Larson family are you from? Evelyn Olson was a Larson, wasn’t she?

Have a great day

Jerry O

From: “Doreen Moran”bjdmoran@povn.com

Just curious – did you go on the winter Scout campout at your Lodge Dec
1964? My husband taught at that one. I even did the campout in the snow
but many chose to stay in the Lodge. Of course, it was an extremely cold
night – normal , correct? He was SSgt Bobby J Moran. Since you lived in
Souris you probably saw his snowmobile around town as we would spend time at
Grace and Kenny Joraanstads. We dated from 1961 to Sep 63; then we got
married and lived in Minot until Mar 1966 when we got a new mobile home and
lived on base. So we would often make a stop in Souris on our weekend trips
back and forth. That 85 miles became the first step in just getting in the
car and hitting the road.

Actually, the survival training needed to be at the Lake with no sign of
civilization. Nothing real training aids, correct? You sound like you
did very well on your Scouting test. I used to enjoy working at the Lake
Metigoshe Store on the Thursday night when the Order of the Arrow guys would
get to come in for hamburgers. That was probably the only night we were
open so late.

I loved your grandparents – John and Hannah. Your Aunt Helen was in my
shorthand class at the Forestry 1962/63.

I see you wound up in Bremerton. I do love WA state but I think we will be
forced out of the tax hungry state. We have a nice old place here in the
mountains of NE WA on the WA/ID/Canadian border but the slower pace of ND
suits us just fine. Now that I don’t have to get out the door every single
morning to go to work, I don’t mind the cold and snow. Modern homes and
heating systems are wonderful!!! I am sure you remember those old houses in
the hills and probably some on the prairie too. Is the oil well activity on
any of your land or family land? Loren and Evy Olson are my aunt and
uncle.

Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61)

 

 
 
May 2010
Angela Berube, Art Rude, Connie Halvorson

 

 

2009 Dunseith Alumni Alaska Cruise – Class of 65 memebers

Gary Stokes, Bill grimme, Patty Boguslawski Gottbreht & Phyllis McKay

 

 

2009 Dunseith Alumni Alaska Cruise

Cheryl Haagenson, Florence Pladson Sime, Becky Sime & Phyllis McKay
 
 
 
2007 Reunion
John Bedard taking the first bite of his Balute (boiled egg with an un-hatched chick)
 
 
 
Cebu, Philippines
Party at the Stokes house – Sorry guys, these gals are all taken
 
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (66): Bismarck, ND
 
 
Ole, the Norwegian painter

Ole, while not a brilliant scholar, was a gifted portrait artist. His fame
grew…

Soon, people from all over the country were coming to Minnesota to have
portraits done .

One day, a stretch limo pulled up to his house. Inside was a beautiful
woman, and she asked Ole if he would paint her in the nude.

This was the first time anyone had made this request of Ole. The woman said
money was no object; she was willing to pay $50,000.

Not wanting to get into trouble with his wife, Ole asked the woman to wait
while he went in the house and conferred with Lena , his missus.

In a few minutes, he returned…. and said to the lady, “Ya, shoor, you
betcha. I’ll paint ya in da nude, but I’ll haff ta leave my socks on so I’ll
have a place to wipe my brushes.”