04/27/2012 (1467)

Warren,

 
We class of 65 folks are 65 this year. So let’s celebrate.
 
Gary
 
 
Happy Birthday Warren Anderson (DHS ’65): Rolette, ND
 
 
 
Threshing Crew Photo
Reply from Bob Hosmer (’54): Lynnwood, WA

Hi Gary, The threshing crew picture stirred up a lot of memories for me: As a child playing in the grain truck while threhing was going on and when in my teens working on a couple of crews with Art Rude sr. and the neighboring farmers up in the Randal area. Number 9 I’m sure is George Egbert. I remember the ears. Mine also stick out and so was conscious of it on him when I knew him years ago. Bob Hosmer

 
 
San Haven Photo in about 1948
 
Folks, we have a few more identified in this Photo. We are down to just three unidentified folks. Gary
 
 

Standing: 1. Mr. Issacson, 2 Myrtle Ermer, 3. Bennie Frovarp, 4 Grace Frovarp, 5 Henry Ermer, 6, 7 Mrs. Magnusson (Maxine?), 8 Melvin Peterson, 9 Ruth M. Peterson, 10 Dr Wallbank, 11,12 Muriel Macdermott,13 Anna Johnson, 14, 15 John (Bud) Johnson

Front: 1 Mildred Isaacson, 2 Marjorie Lillico, 3 Mrs. Wallbank, 4 Mary Edna, 5 Barbara Schlaht,6 Arlene Sands, 7 Frank Higgins, 8 Red Pearson

 
 
 
Cebu, Philippines
Birthday (32) Cellebration last night for Sharon, the gal in the white dress. Sharon and George have been together 10 years now. Very nice couple.
 
 
 
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
 
 
Joke of the Day
Posted by David Fugere: Dunseith, ND
 

Italian altar boy’s confession

‘Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.’

The priest asks, ‘Is that you, little Joey Pagano?’

‘Yes, Father, it is.’

‘And who was the girl you were with?’

‘I can’t tell you, Father, I don’t want to ruin her reputation.’
‘Well, Joey, I’m sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as
well tell
me now. Was it Tina Minetti?’

‘I cannot say.’

‘Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?’

‘I’ll never tell.’

‘Was it Nina Capelli?’

‘I’m sorry, but I cannot name her.’

‘Was it Cathy Piriano?’

‘My lips are sealed.’

‘Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?’

‘Please, Father, I cannot tell you.’

The priest sighs in frustration. ‘You’re very tight lipped, and I admire
that. But
you’ve sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy now for 4
months. Now
you go and behave yourself.’

Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and
whispers, ‘What’d
you get?’

‘Four months vacation and five good leads …’