07/24/2011

Howard Landsverk’s Parents
Question from Connie Zorn Landsverk: Bottineau, ND
Hi I’m wondering who Howard Landsverk’s parents are??? My husband Roger Landsverk parent’s were Nels & Gertie Landsverk.
 
Connie (Zorn) Landsverk
Connie, I am pretty sure that Roger and Howard were first cousins, but I am not sure who his parents were. I am very sure someone can tell us though. Erling is off line at the moment, so he will not see this, but I know there are others out there that can answer this question. Gary
 
 
 
Old Memories
From Lee (Leland) Stickland (64): Dickinson, ND
 
I kinda recall someone living in a hillside, west of Oliver Handland’s. lived a cave-like affair on west side o #3, across from the lake which was/is north of the farm. Dad knew his name and I recall DuSchano. That was a long time ago. We may all be partially valid.

12:35 am MDT, Sat here, 2.49 inches of rain, tornado warning with sirens; mostly lightning and thunder.

Bernadette, hope you are recovering , nicely.

Computer message just beeped: flash flood and tornado watch. When I was a kid about 12 I was dreadfully frightened of lightning and thunder; that was nearly 30 years ago. I never was too good at calculus, (so I am just estimating).

Brother Doc (Darrel turned 62 on June 20. Good days to ALL Lee

 
 
 
Chickimish Story & Oscar Hagen
Reply from Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

First an apology to Gary for not wishing him a happy birthday
yesterday. I knew that but it slipped my mind until Toni mentioned it
in her reply. Secondly, thanks to Dennis Dubois and Vickie Metcalfe for
the clarification on the ongoing ‘Chickimish’ story. Alex Duchaine
sounds right. Floyd Dion and Murl Hill put the correct ID on Oscar
Hagen so thanks for that too. Good job to all involved. I like things
when they’re right. Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
 
Alec (Chickamish) Deshain
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57): Forsyth, MO
 
 

Hello All, Sometimes I wonder if it is worth it to mention someone from the old days, then have to respond, and that is sooo much work for me!! LAZY….who?? not me?? I would rather cop out and call it A.D.D. They did not have that when I went to school, it might have been a couple of classmates that got me through.
 
I do appreciate the responders. Alec Deshain had two sons that I knew of, Red and Patrick. To my knowledge the only ones to ever call him Chickamish were ones of the old, old trail.
 
Alec’ claim to fame was his willow hay racks, his house on the hill was non descript and below on the hillside were a couple of 8 x 16 hayracks on display. We bought one and had it for several years.
 
Dennis you said it right, Alec never would have dreamed of such notority and wouldn’t be getting it if it weren’t for the humor. Raphael agreed that Len Gilbert deserved having the nails pulled out of his “privy”. So it was with Alec, only this time it was a different Metcalfe and Evans. My dad and little Martin Evans were on their way to town and Alec wanted a ride. So they said, “Oh, no Alec, today is Sunday.” They knew they would get a full report on this episode. Sure enough, Alec went the next day, and it was Sunday!
 
One more meeting with Alec was in the hay mow of our barn after a long day threshing. We had a Native American from Canada and a couple more colorful characters, then Alec would call for another card he would slowly peek and say…”be der”. Being a kid on a theashing crew was high adventure. I guess I was born at the right time.
 
I am sure one of the locals could find out what Chickamish means in English. That might be interesting.
 
Here is another name from the past, ” Slim Wallin”?
Gary Metcalfe
 
P.S. Alec Deshain is not to be confused with Alex Duchenaux. Alex Duchenaux came from a well known Dunseith family, was one of Rosie McCoy’s siblings, owned a bar in Seattle, was one of Glen Johnson’s friends, well respected and should have been well known by Dunseith people. Gary
 
 
Thought for the day
Posted by Glen Williams (51): Missoula, MT
 
Don’t worry about old age–it doesn’t last that long.”
 
 
 

Joke of the day

Paddy and Mick are two Irishmen working at the local sawmill.

One day, Mick slips and his arm gets severed.

Next day, Paddy goes to the hospital and asks after Mick.

The nurse says, Oh he’s out in Rehab exercising’.

Paddy couldn’t believe it, but here’s Mick out the back exercising his re-attached arm.

The very next day he’s back at work in the saw mill.

A couple of days go by, and then Mick slips and severs his leg on another bloody big saw.

So Paddy puts the limb in a plastic bag and rushes it and Mick off to hospital.

Next day he calls in to see him and asks the nurse how he is.

The nurse replies, ‘He’s out in the Rehab again exercising’.

And sure enough, here’s Mick out there doing some serious work on the treadmill.

And very soon Mick comes back to work.

But, as usual, within a couple of days he has another accident and severs his head.

Wearily Paddy puts the head in a plastic bag and transports it and Mick to hospital.

Next day he goes in and asks the nurse how Mick is.

The nurse breaks down and cries and says, ‘He’s dead.’

Paddy is shocked, but not surprised.

‘I suppose he finally injured himself too severely. ‘

‘No’, says the nurse, ‘Some dopey bastard put his head in a plastic bag and he suffocated’.