Message from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

An update on Letaine (Bolen) Brandt

About 5 weeks ago Letaine received her kidney transplant.  At that time, doctors found that she has one heart valve that is dead and one that is leaking.  After a 2 and 1/2 week stay at MedCenter 1, she was released and came home.  Last Monday, Letaine had a heart attack and was transported back to MedCenter 1 by plane. On Wednesday night they started to give her blood transfusions. With in a 12 hour period she had received 9 units of blood.  After an ultrasound, the doctors found she was bleeding internally and did an emergency surgery. At the end of this week she is going to have an angiogram and sometime next week she will have to have open heart surgery.  If you have time, she would love to get a card or phone call.   She will be at MedCenter 1 for about 6 weeks.

Letaine Brandt, MedCenter 1, 300 N 7th Street, Room 473, Bismarck, ND  58501, phone # 701-323-6473.

I believe, any of you  who had the experience of knowing  Letaine Bolen Brandt as a teacher or co-teacher would recognize the attributes of a fine human being and  truly  gifted teacher in Letaine.

Thanks,Vickie

Shirley Brennan’s (60) reply to Lee Stickand (64): 

Dear Lee

I am   writing too your   leter about Pete Poole.

Pete was a good friend of my Dads. Pete use to spend some Holidays with us.Pete use too have a place on hi-way 43 where he had a house.  I remember there were lots of wild rasberrys, at canning time My brother Mike and I use would go pick THRM SO  Mom could can them..

Pete sold the the place to my brother Dennis and moved too a cabin behind Kelvin Store. Dennis died so my brother Mike bought

petes  place, he lives there now.

I know us kids liked him because he would bring candy.

I think my Dad were really good friends.  When Dad was inlong term in the Rolla Hosp. Dad and Pete were accross from each other. they died  just a few weeks apart.

Shirley Brennan

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Harvest is just about finished here in the hills and I remember a little
incident from years back. Dad sent me up to the farm to combine a field
of wheat while he was gone somewhere on business. I picked up my buddy,
John Bogus, and drove up here to combine. It was the fall of 1966,
because my grandmother had moved to San Haven and we had the old
farmhouse to ourselves. We took off a couple truckloads and binned it
and then as we were nearing the the end of the field, we filled the
truck and Dad’s big 3/4 Ton International pickup that had a tall wooden
grain box on it. Our goal was to finish the field before 7 PM in order
to be back in the house to watch ‘Combat’ on the old black and white TV.
We decided we would leave the grain in the trucks and unload after the
show was over. We roared into the yard right at 7 and parked the rigs
and ran into the house and turned on the TV just as the show was
starting. We had just sat down and gotten comfortable when we heard a
boom and the TV went off. We were wondering what happened and tried the
lights–nothing. We went out in the kitchen and looked out in the yard.
The pickup with the full box of grain had rolled back across the yard
and into the light pole and tore the overhead lines completely off the
house–show over, we unloaded grain! Thanks Gary!

Dick

                                   Dunseith High School Class of 1944