From Lyle Olson (75): 

Gary and all:

I received quite a few personal responses to my stories and one of the people mentioned my good friend George Malaterre.  George was (and is) an amazing guy.  He was quite the athlete in his day.  He played basketball with a “big man’s” sense of position, even though he stood only about 5’8″ tall.  Some of my fondest memories center around stamping VOIT across his forehead a number of times when he tried to make a shot and I stuffed him.  He was also an excellent football player – he was fast and could catch any ball thrown to him.  Many people know he was a great boxer as well.

I am sure many people remember George boxing Bob Brennan at the Honsey garage.  However, how many remember the undercard in that fight.  Well, among others, Curt Berg and I boxed..  Now I was an 8th grader at the time but quite big for my age.  Curt must have been a sophomore and everyone knows that he had attained high school size in the 5th grade!!  He was the epitome of a lean, mean fighting machine and I was talked into lacing up the gloves and boxing him.  It is now hard to believe that anyone that dumb could have made it through law school and became a federal Administrative Law Judge!!!

Well the fight between George and Bob was quite the attraction as it pitted a city kid against a hill kid.  Hence, the Honsey garage was packed with kids from all over.  I remember having George lace up the boxing gloves for me and Curt Berg looking at me with a sick smile across his face.  Looking back now I should have realized then and there that my life was about to flash before my very eyes — dead and not even a freshman.  Well, too late to back down I stepped out to meet Curt on that hard cement floor.  I do not really remember if a bell rung but the fight started and I immediately started dancing around like I knew what I was doing.  Well, Curt – never one to waste time doing anything – walked right up and him me square in solar plexus, better known as a soft belly not used to hard work.  He hit me so hard I literally saw stars and all the wind left not only my body but also took with it any sense of time or position.  The fight was over in matter of seconds.  Curt showed some remorse but not much.  I think he would have preferred that the fight had lasted a few more seconds if not at least one round so he could rearrange a tolerable looking face!  However, I robbed him of that pleasure – my only victory of the night!

The main event between George and Bob take place and all agreed that while Bob put up a valiant fight, George was easily the victor.  City kids ruled, at least for that night.  Bob and George remained good friends over the years.  As for Curt and I, we also remain good friends.  Indeed, Keith (Curt’s younger brother) and I traveled to Curt’s place in Colorado a couple of times to play golf with Curt in Grand Junction and Fort Lupton several years ago.

Now back to George.  Many know he worked as an ambulance driver for the Indian Health Services in Belcourt.  When my stepfather had a medical crisis George was the ambulance driver.  He called the hospital the next day and I talked to him.  He was sincerely interested in how my stepfather was doing and how my mother was doing.  When my mother was dealing with cancer she experienced many seizures and had to be taken the hospital many times.  George was again the driver on many occasions and each time he reached out to see how she was doing.  That is George, fists of stone and the heart of a Dunseith Dragon!

Corbin Family in 2004, provided by Dawn Corbin:

Folks, Dawn Corbin (Mr. Corbin’s Daughter) has provided these pictures of her family, the Corbin family.  These pictures were taken at her brother, Scott’s Wedding, in 2004. These are great pictures! What a beautiful family.  Mr.Corbin looks great!  Many of us have not seen him sense the 60′s, when he was teaching at DHS. As most of you know, Mr. Corbin was born and raised in Bottineau.  His dad was Otto and was the owner of Corby’s trading post in Bottineau for many years.

Dawn, please let me know if I have miss identified you guys in these photo’s.

Back: Dawn, Mark & Bob
Middle: LeAnn, Mrs. Scott, Scott & Don (Mr. Corbin)
Front: Terri & Irene (Mr. Corbin’s wife)

Don & LeAnn Corbin’s Children:
Mark, Dawn, Scott, Terri & Bob Corbin

                             Corbin Family with grandchildren

                                   Dunseith High School Class of 1962