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5/16/2012 (1486)

Henry (Hank) Salmonson (’38) Passed away.
Message from LeaRae Parrill Espe (’67):  Bottineau, ND
Dear Gary, I have meant to write and thank you for great time we had on the cruise as it was so memorable.
Today(Tuesday) I am writing to let everyone know that Terry’s uncle, Henry Salmonson, passed away Monday morning around 6AM at the Rugby Hospital.  Hank’s son Bradley and his wife Colleen arrived early today and have planned a graveside service at Ackworth Cemetery at 2 PM  Wednesday (tomorrow). Viewing with be from 9 AM to noon tomorrow at the Nero Funeral Home.  Pastor Dorn from the Mission church North of Dunseith (Alliance Church, I believe) will officiate. Rachel Morin Romine and Jade & Cindy Moberg plan to provide music at the cemetery.  Friends and relatives will gather at the Senior Citizens Bldg following the service.  Everyone welcome.
More information may already be on the Nero Funeral Home web site.
Hank’s son could not get much time off so he has had to plan the funeral on short notice. 
Thank you, LeaRae Parrill Espe ’67
We are so sorry to hear of Hank’s passing. Up until recently Hank has been in pretty good health too. I recently heard that he was in the Dunseith Nursing home too.
The class of ’38 has recently lost several other folks too. Borg Landsverk in April 2011 and Maxine Radley Hiatt in May 2011. Maxine is also berried in Ackworth.
Hank, Mae and Bradley lived 1 3/4 miles east of us up in the Ackworth community. Hank and his brother-in-law, Albert Hiatt used to sheer our sheep every spring.  They were good neighbors.   
Our condolences go out to Bradley and the rest of Hanks family with his passing.  Hank will be missed.
Henry “Hank” Salmonson
(September 18, 1920 – May 14, 2012)

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1970 Bottineau FFA picture
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
I am willing to bet that a lot of you folks are in this picture. I think I see one of the Parrill boys too, top let.
This came from Ruth Sletten Gust.
I recognize some of these guys. It is a BIG group compared to now. 
My brother John Sletten is in the third row from the front, third person from the left. 
I see Wes’ )Schneider)boy Dale top row second person from left.
Second row, second from left I think is Keith Pritchard.  There are others that look like people I know, but they shouldn’t still be in school in 1970.
John and Judy are on vacation in the South of France right now, but I’ll send it to his computer so he can see it when he gets home. Thanks.
Unidentified picture
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Hi Gary,
This fellow graduated in 1966, but I’m not sure from which school.  Do you recognize this fellow?  I’m also checking with Lynnette Vinje, Kenneth Vinje’s sister.  Kenneth graduated from Bottineau in 1966.

5/15/2012 (1485)

     Happy Birthday Verena Gillis:  Dunseith, ND

Happy Birthday wishes to Evie Gottbreth Pilkington (’65)
From Ginger LaRocque Poitra (’65):  Belcourt, ND
>Happy Birthday Evie. Hope you had a good one.

Reply to Bill Hosmer (’48):
From Glen Williams (’52):  Missoula, MT
To Bill Hosmer….Thanks for your very kind words…You are one of the Dunseith Alumni that most of us identify with..We all proud of what you accomplished during your career… Dunseith has produced many exceptional folks…

Glen Williams

Threashing Crew Photo
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottneau & Minot, ND
This is a post card with a picture of this Threshing crew that Neola found in her mothers belongings.
We are quite sure that the Addressee is Miss Clara Johnson. She was Married to Albert Berg in 1915. I believe she would have been Dick Johnson’s great aunt.
We are pretty sure that the photo name of the person on the picture that took the photo is Alfred A. Noraberg. Neola found Alfred A. Noraberg listed in the 1930 Willow City Census. He was 61 years old in 1930, so he must have been born in about 1869.
We are not sure of the initials “G A” listed as the from person.
The Ackworth post office was located on the exact spot where the Ackworth school now located.
Do any of you have any idea where this photo many have been taken? Do any of you recognize any of the guys in this photo? 

5/14/2012 (1484)

Glen Williams Daughter, Andrea and her husband touring the world on Bicycles.
Reply from Glen William (’52):  Missoula, MT
Gary…Andrea (Amaya) and her husband Eric have been touring the world on Bicycles for about 6 years….Must be the North Daktoa blood in her veins….She has published articles in Adventure Cycling Magazine…and they have a web site…””…that will fill you in on their travels…They have been to places from Africa to the southern most tip of South America….that I would not venture to…. They had one of their bicycles stolen in Bolivia….for example…

We hear from them over the internet…every week or so…

I would check their web site for more details.. more photos from our time Bicycle Touring in Indonesia.
Connect with us on Facebook

Thanks for putting their latest blog in your Dunseith blog.

Glen Williams

Glen Williams Daughter, Andrea and her husband touring the world on Bicycles.
Reply from Bill Hosmer (’48):  Tucson, AZ
This is such a remarkable description of an experience most of us will never
know.  The personal comforts and discomforts of such an aggressive mission taken on by these two adventurers bedazzles me.  They have been to places
I’ve been, but they have done this by their own physical stamina, via bikes. I did mine the easy way by airplane. When they talked about Borneo, where few of us have seen, it reminded me of a flight from Thailand to Borneo on our way to the Philippines  and thence to Japan to deliver an airplane. We landed at a place on Borneo called Kotakinabalu. The hotel was fine, the food was good and I did not
have to think about peddling  a bike to the other side to catch a ferry.  I salute Andrea and her guy for this high adventure epic of personal strength and determination. Glenn Williams, Jerry, their sister Neva and brother Wayne were so much a part of Dunseith during my youth which is long gone. It is a gift to read of and see such dramatic effort to meet personal goals.  This is a courageous undertaking in my view, and I’m proud to know that the kin of Dunseith citizens have this much courage to do what they are doing. So it is, Bill Hosmer

The Beauty of the Philippines
Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
I’d like to share an experience with you about drinking and driving.

As you well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities
on our way home from the odd social session over the years.
A couple of nights ago, I was out for a few drinks with some friends at the Marriott
Hotel and had a few too many beers and some rather nice red wine.
Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit,
I did something I’ve never done before: I took a bus home. Sure enough I passed a
police road block but as it was a bus, they waved it past.
I arrived home safely without incident which was a real surprise, as I have never
driven a bus before and am not sure where I got it

5/13/2012 (1483)

Happy Mothers day to all of you mothers.
We did not have any special plans for today, but about an hour ago we got a message from Rose Hohl (Art Hagen) inviting a bunch of us to join her and others for dinner at noon at a local Chinese Restaurant. I forwarded her message to the rest of our Expat group of friends, so it will be interesting to see how many show with such a late notice. It is now 10:00 AM.  We know that not everyone will read their email in time too. A lot of folks get their email messages on their phones and other electronic devises though. As I’m writing this, folks are repling telling us they will be there.
Zeiler Family
Standing Sandra & Mike Vandal and Lyle & Sharon Pearson Zeiler
Sitting: Lorna & Arnold Zeiler
 Mothers day posting
From Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN
 I Owe My Mother
1.  My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside.  I just finished cleaning.”
2.  My mother taught me RELIGION.
“You better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
3.  My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
4.  My mother taught me LOGIC.
“Because I said so, that’s why.”
5.  My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the store with me.”
6.  My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
7.  My mother taught me IRONY.
“Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
8.  My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
9.  My mother taught me about CONTORTION-ISM.
“Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
“You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
11. My mother taught me about  WEATHER.
“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
12.  My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times. Don’t exaggerate!”
13.  My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out..”
14.  My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
“Stop acting like your father!”
15.  My mother taught me about ENVY.
“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”
16.  My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
“Just wait until we get home.”

17.  My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
”You are going to get it when you get home!”
18.  My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
“If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.”
>19.  My mother taught me ESP.
“Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?”
> 20.  My mother taught me HUMOR.
“When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”
21.  My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
“If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.”
22.  My mother taught me GENETICS.
“You’re just like your father.”
23.  My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
“Shut that door behind you.  Do you think you were born in a barn?”
24.  My mother taught me WISDOM.
“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
And my favorite:
25.  My mother taught me about JUSTICE.
     “One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!” 

>Only you folks my age understand these profound statements!!!
But, there is one missing from this list  ~~  My personal all time favorite!!

My mother taught me about CHOICE
 “Do you want me to stop this car?”

5/12/2012 (1482)

Happy Birthday Evie Gottbreht Pilkington (DHS ’65): Irvine, CA
Class of 65 reunion 7-12-07 
L To R: Angela Berube, Evie Gottbreht, Gary Stokes, Bill Grimme
Standing  in back:  Allen Richard & his daughter Alaina.  Sitting in Back: Bob Lykins
Alcide Lajimodiere Memories
From Jim Metcalfe (’52):  Kingman, AZ 
I have been reading the anecdotes about Alcide Lajimodiere and felt compelled to add one of my experiences.  I also remember Alcide well and agree with the observations about what a good and interesting person he was.  Anyway, one summer after the crop was in, it was fencing time and my dad, Jim senior, decided he would like to have a new fence put through a field near a creek and meadow.  It was a long and straight fence.  If it wasn’t straight it would need to be done over.  Anyway it was about the hottest muggy day in June I ever remember when Alcide, who was our hired hand at the time,  and I set out with post maul, wire stretcher, fencing wire and home cut oak posts. We had a good start and were sweating profusely when we were maliciously attacked by hordes of mosquitos, which we had disturbed, that came swarming out from the meadow  to chew us out.  Never-the-less we kept to our task although not exactly in good humor.  Finally it was lunch time.  We were relieved to get out of the sun and away from the insects.  My mother, Ella, seeing our plight, decided that we needed some protection from the pesty little beasts.  She dug through her sewing basket and come up with some old lace curtains that she had kept in case she should find some use for them.  So Alcide and I were fitted out with some pretty lace coverups that we wore under our hats and over our shoulders for the remainder of the day.  When my dad came home. he seemed to find some humor in the fancy accoutrements of his hired hands.  I think my mother took a picture with her old Brownie Kodak, but I don’t think I kept a copy.
Alcide Lajimodiere picture
From Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,       Here is a picture of Alcide from a quite few years ago.  This
came to me from Debbie Poitra Rondeau who got it from her mom, Betty
Counts Poitra, at my request.  I had no pictures of Alcide Lajimodiere
or Ward Anthony so I asked Betty  and she looked until she found one
with both of them on it and I really appreciated it.  I did separate the
two of them for picture enlargement reasons.  These two guys were
‘fixtures’ in the neighborhood for many years and I wanted a picture of
them to keep for old times sake.  Thanks Gary!Dick

Reply to yesterday’s ‘Post of the Day’
From Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,       Thanks to Sharon and Mary for the ‘Post of the Day’ about old
terms not heard much anymore.  Being I do a lot of work on old
vehicles,  I still use many of the terms mentioned.  Other old car buffs
use the same terms so we all know what part we are talking about but
younger folks think we’re talking in a foreign language.  One
example—-One day I went into the big NAPA auto parts store in Minot
and a younger kid with a spiked haircut came up to the counter and asked
what I needed?  I told him I was looking for a ‘points’ screwdriver with
the little clamps to hold the screws when putting in a set of points.�
He stood there dumbfounded and asked,  “What are points?”  I take it
that his Honda Civic with the painted windows and 6″ boom pipe exhaust
doesn’t have points.  I noticed another parts man, with gray hair,�
behind the counter and told the kid maybe we better ask him.  He said, ”
Hey Joe,  this guy wants a ‘points’ screwdriver.” The older man said,�
without hesitation,  ” It’s on the back blue board,  839150″ (or some
similar long number), and the kid walked back and picked it off the
board.  When he got to the counter with the screwdriver,  has asked what
it was for and I explained it’s use.  He had never heard of such a thing
or what it would be used for.  Moral of the story—Find the older parts
man first if you work on old cars.     Another example was when I took a pair of heads for a 409 Chevy
engine to a rebuilder for getting new hard valve seats installed.  He
was an older gray haired guy and he just took a quick look and told me�
no problem.  These heads are very spendy and I wanted to make sure he
knew EXACTLY what he was doing as some of the 409 heads are lighter duty
and can be ruined permanently by cutting out the valve seats and going
into the water jacket.  He was just too sure of himself so I asked him
if he was sure these heads are OK for the job or might he go through
into the water jacket while cutting the seats?  He looked at me with a
disgruntled look and pulled out an old dirty ring binder and flipped it
open and pointed to the number on my heads and then pointed to the top
of the page where he had written ‘Good to Go’.  The other column said
‘NO Good’.   He knew what he was doing and had done it many times when
409s were common.  He knew the 6 digit head numbers by heart and there
are lots of different heads with different numbers.  I left with
confidence and he did a great job.  As I said,  find the old guy. Thanks



5/11/2012 (1481)

Alcide Lajimodiere Memories
From Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND
Gary and friends,

Thank You Dennis for sharing about Alcide.
By instinct, I believed there is more to his story.
I have an inquiring mind.

Alcide was part of my childhood.
He worked for dad and would stay with us. 
If I needed help getting on a horse, he’d ask if I needed help?
then boost me on.  

He was cheerful, never complaining.  He had character.
He worked hard  sharpening fence posts, fencing, working cattle.
If wood was needed he’d bring it in. 
Our Mom always cooked his favorite requests.
Especially, a favorite  of his, “Chop Suey”.
Alcide always was  appreciative and thankful.

Alcide had many friends in our neighborhood, 
including,the Seims, Carroll,many Metcalfe’s etc.
And the Anthony’s.

One cold winter January Day,  about 4:30 in the afternoon,
my little green ford Maverick was stuck on the ice,in the snow,in front of Evan’s Hardware.
Many younger guys walked past,shrugged, giggling on their way to the Garden Tap.

T’was  Alcide and Ward, they were old.
 But they were two good men, they saw what was needed,
and pushed my car  out. They, tipped their hats and went on their way.

Alcide and Ward, two kind, thoughtful, most respectful unassuming gentlemen.
Alot of guys could have learned from them!

As kids, Nancy and I loved it when Alcide came.
He was kind to children.  He listened and he was a story teller.
We’d listen for hours. 

Sometimes my eyes would grow big and he’d notice and soften the story.
Boy, could he entertain with whoppers!

I continue to collect stories about Alcide.
What stands out in my mind  in particular.
Alcide was most proud to be an American Indian Veteran.
It was a privilege to  have known him.
Clayton and Dorothy Gagner Memories
From Floyd Dion (’45):  Dunseith, ND
Clayton and Dorothy Gagner were very nice people. In 1944 I worked for the Associated Shipbuilders, later Puget Sound Bridge and Dredging Company and the newspaper said that the farmers in north Dakota were crying for help, so I took a 4 or 6 weeks leave and came back to ND . I worked for Clayton with the harvest which was around Lords Lake. Jim and Marion Coleman lived in the yard too.They both were very very nice to work for, They were the best of the best.

5/10/2012 (1480)

Larry Millang (’66):
Message from Toni Morinville Gredesky (’68):  Farimount, ND

I teach with someone who used to teach with Larry Millang in Hannah, ND in 
1973. He is curious to find out about Larry.
Does anyone have any information?
Toni Morinville Gredesky
Yes Toni, I think we can locate Larry. Following his career, Larry has moved back to Bottineau. Larry has now taken on another job that fits his mold very well and one that I think he likes very much too, greeting folks at Wal-Mart.  I had many chants with Larry with my visits to Wal-Mart when we were back there in May 2010. Larry is very much alert, at any given moment, to all that is going on in the forward end of the Bottineau Wal-Mart store. He is there to lend a helping hand and to answer questions from the customers and of coarse with a little visiting too.
Larry, I have pasted Toni’s email address above.
Mothers day performance by Gary Fulsebakke and the Fauske Fiddlers at the Peace Garden (Free entry too)
Message from Gary Fulsebakke (’71):  Devils Lake, ND
Dear Gary and Friends,
         On Mothers Day, this coming Sunday, I will be performing along with the Fauske Fiddlers and others at the Mothers Day Buffet in the Visitors Center at the International Peace Garden.  The buffet starts at 11 am.  and goes to about 3pm.  There is no cost to enter the Peace Garden that day and the new Visitors Center is a great place to listen to music and enjoy a great meal!  Hope to see you on Mothers Day!    Gary Fulsebakke
                Thanks Gary,
Reply to Vickie Metcalfe’s Memorial day posting
From Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN
Wow! Thanks Vickie. I remember Alcide Lajimodiere well, as he lived with us for a period of time in the early 1950s. He was captured and tortured in the war. He escaped and caught. They cut his tongue from the back to the front in two.. That is why he could not talk clearly. Another thing I remember about him was that he loved curdled (clobbered, he called it) milk and brown sugar. I can remember Mom and Dad always treated him with so much respect. I didn’t know why he didn’t have to do chores with us or a lot of other things. He was a true American hero. He also had some sort of medal that I remember that he was real proud of. He would show us kids and barely let us touch it. He told some stories, but not many. I wish I would of understood him a little better so that I could of thanked him for his service, but I ws just too young to understand. A belated thanks to Alcide. Hope you all have a good day and remember Memorial Day.
Lyndsay Gunville Ulrickson
Posting form Debbie Fauske Fugere (’75):  Minot, ND
Hi Gary:
I wanted to pass along this great article on my niece, Lyndsay Ulrickson.  Lyndsay is the daughter of Mark Gunville and Diane Fugere
Debbie, what a nice article. Thank you so much for sharing.  Gary 

Cebu City, Philippines
House blessing and house warming of Rose Hohl’s new Condo.
Rose sold her 5 Bedroom Townhouse that she lived in 18 years and downsized to her new Condo. Art Hagen was very much a part of this whole process too. When Art was here, together they decided on this Condo. Her new condo is located in Tower two of a complex of 4 condo towers located high on a hill that can be seen throughout the city and the surrounding areas. Her condo is on the 8th floor with a magnificent view of the city and the mountains.
As you can see in the picture, the catholic priest was summoned to bless her new home. This is standard tradition here in the Philippines. Bernadette had each of our buildings blessed too.
Clayton Gagner’s Passing
Clayton and Dorothy Gagner were very close friends of my folks. I know many of you knew Clayton and Dorothy too. They were a wonderful fun loving couple. When we were back in Bottineau in May 2010, Dorothy called me at my brother Darrel’s (Bud) house. We had a nice chat. At the time, at the age of 94, she said Clayton was up on the roof of their house repairing some shingles.  At that time they had been married 72 years. Since then Dorothy has passed on too.  Great memories of a wonderful couple.
Posted by Gary Fulsebakke (’72):   Devils Lake, ND
A duck hunter from Illinois was enjoying a great day of hunting in rural Wisconsin when he dropped a duck into an ajoining field.  As he was crossing over the fence to retrieve the bird, an old dairy farmer came driving up on his tractor and asked what the hunter was doing.  “I’m going to get my duck,” the hunter replied.  “Oh, no you’re not! said the farmer.  “Well I’m from Chicago and I’ll get my lawyer to sue you,” replied the hunter.
The older farmer smiled and said, “Apparently, you don’t know how we settle things around here.  We practice the Wisconsin 3-Kick rule.  I kick you three times, you kick me three times and so forth and so on till one of us gives up.”  This sounded pretty good to the hunter because he was bigger, stronger and younger than the farmer.  He agreed.  The old Wisconsin badger crawls off his tractor and walks up to the hunter and plants a hard kick to the shin of the hunter with his steel-toed workboot.  The hunter sreams in pain and drops to his knees at which point the farmer kicks him in the stomach knocking the wind out of him.  Finally he lands a hard kick to the side of the head.  When the hunter comes to,  he struggles to his feet and says, “Alright, you old codger, its my turn.”  “Nah, replies the farmer, “I give up.  You can have the duck!”  

5/8/2012 (1479)

Several days ago we received two large boxes that we shipped from Bremerton when we were there in March. Bernadette now has her new bowling ball, bag and shoes that she purchased in Bremerton. I too have new bowling shoes that were also in those boxes. Today is our bowling day, so we’ll see how all goes with our new purchases. I am still using the same Brunswick 16 lb bowling ball that I purchased back in 1971. It looks as good today, with no scratches, as the day I bought it 41 years ago. I am still using the same bag I purchased back then too. They just don’t make things to the same quality anymore. I still have the original shoes too, but for some reason they shrunk over the years.
Reply to Allen Richard (’65)
From Bob Lykins (Teacher):   Hutto, TX.

To Allen Richard:  At my age it is all I have left.
Bob Lykins
Catholic Ladies Picture:
Comment From Toni Morinville Gredesky (’68):   Farimount, ND
Regarding the picture. My grandmother, Eva Peat, died in August 1962 and she is in the picture.
Toni Morinville Gredesky

Row 4; Stella Schimetz, Esther Fugere, Lorna Zeiler, Josie Dionne, Katherine Berube, Eugenie Malo Grenier, Leona Picard, Alma Gottbreht, Phyllis Barbot, Maxine or Carol Barbot, Leona Mongeon

Row 3: Rebecca Cote,_________, Alice Christianson, Eva Siem, Josephine Fugere, _______Volh, Cora Mongeon, Eva Morrinville Peat, Elise Picard, Sylvia Heffelfinger, Melvina Schneider, Flora Casavant, Emeline Boucher 

Row 2; Olivine Allard, Beatrice Robert, Lillian Allard, Helen Haberman, Alma Casavant, Frances Morinville, Loretta Boguslawski, Alice Boguslawski, Dorothy Robert, Mary Ann Malo, Rita Boucher, Irene Pigeon, Lenore Malo, Alma Berube, Germaine Barbot, Lillian Houle

Row 1: Eva Trafford, Stella Vandal, Esther Neameyer, Emma Cooper, Father Wolfe, Lenore Lamoreux, Alice Evans Berube, Hermine Dionne, Gail Lamoreux, Janet Evans

Message from Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
We are very proud of our Freshman Tenor Saxophone Player, Madison,
and also her Sophomore brother, Nathan who was just inducted into the National Honor Society with a 4.0 GPA.
Marion and I continue to be amazed by our Grandchildren.
Thanks Gary
Remember Van T. Barefoot and Memorial Day
Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND
Greetings Gary,
This  fwd about Van T. Barfoot was  sent to me today, by Carroll’s nephew.
If you think it would be appropriate, would you please share with the people on the Dunseith blog?
Through the blog, I have become so much more aware of the contributions of many more veterans from our home community,
perhaps others  too would be willing to share a remembrance.
I share this e-mail with my family members about the vets of our family  who have passed away.
I don’t want my nieces and nephews to ever forget they are rooted in hardy American roots.
And not to forget on Memorial Day, other veterans.
Many Thanks. Vickie
It is May 2012.

Soon it will be Memorial Day.

I pledge to purchase and wear a  poppy, to honor veterans.

I fwd this to each of you to honor the memory of our  family Veterans;

WWII – Pacific  theatre (Grandpa) Cliff Metcalfe, Atlantic theatre  (Uncle) Emil Metcalfe,  Pacific theatre (Aunt Jean’s husband) Waino Maki.

Korea -(Sons of Uncle Bill and Aunt Mary) Jack Metcalfe
Viet Nam- (Aunt Leona’s son)Ron Oswell

Each of them had the same fierce pride in our country  as Van T. Barfoot!
God Bless.

VanT. Barfoot died at the age of 92 on 2 March 2012.

Remember the guy who wouldn’t take the�
flag down?

You might�
remember a news story several months ago about a crotchety
old man�
who defied his homeowners association and refused to take down�
flagpole on his property and the large flag that flew on it. Now you can 
find out who, exactly, that old man was.

On June 15, 1919,�
Van T. Barfoot was born in Edinburg — probably�
didn’t make much�
news back then.�
twenty-five years later, on May 23, 1944, near�
Carano , Italy ,�
Van T. Barfoot, who had enlisted in the US Army in�
1940, set out to�
flank German machine gun positions from which fire�
was coming�
down on his fellow soldiers. He advanced through a�
took out�
three enemy machine gun positions and returned�
with 17 prisoners of�

If that wasn’t enough for a day’s work, he later took on and

destroyed three German tanks sent to retake the machine gun�

 That probably didn’t make much news either, given the scope of the�
war, but it did earn Van T. Barfoot, who retired as a colonel after�
also serving in Korea and Vietnam , a Congressional Medal of�

What did make news was a neighborhood association’s quibble with
how the 90-year-old veteran chose to fly the American flag�
outside his suburban Virginia home. Seems the rules said a flag could be
flown on a house-mounted bracket, but, for decorum, items such
as Barfoot’s 21-foot flagpole were unsuitable.

He had�
been denied a permit for the pole, erected it anyway and�
was facing court action if he didn’t take it down. Since the story made
national TV, the neighborhood association has rethought its position
and agreed to indulge this old hero who dwells among�

“In the time I have left I plan to continue to fly the American flag�
without interference,” Barfoot told The Associated Press. As well he�
should. And if any of his neighbors still takes a notion to contest him, they
might want to read his Medal of Honor citation. It indicates he’s not
real good at backing down.
Van T.�
Barfoot’s Medal of Honor citation:

 This 1944�
Medal of Honor citation, listed with the National Medal of Honor�
Society,is for Second Lieutenant Van T. Barfoot, 157th Infantry,�
45th Infantry:
If you got this email and didn’t pass it on – guess what – you deserve
to get your butt kicked! I sent this to you, because I didn’t want to�
get MY butt kicked.�
Obviously he is not related to anybody in congress!~!!
VanT. Barfoot died at the age of 92 on 2 March 2012
Follow up message from Vickie:
Thanks Gary,
Maybe everyone would contribute to a remembrance page of  area Veterans.
Lest we  all forget.

While speaking  to Raphael Poitra a while back we had a discussion.
He kind of thought, hearing from his dad Ralph,
Alcide Lajimodiere   was captured and  possibly tortured by the Japanese.

Then, I spoke with someone from the Rolette County Vets but they had no knowledge of that.
I recall Alcide’s story of being captured getting away and running, running, running.
We never asked him how long he was captured or what happened…

WWII Vets only told what they choose to tell.

My Dad had a big round dark spot on his shin bone.

I asked him what happened?  He told me after a battle……fighting on the ship,
they were to line up  and report  to the aid station.

He said, something like…… he got in  the line, 
 but kept falling back to let others get ahead,
going to the end of the line because more men kept coming
 and he thought they needed the medic more than he.
Later. Vickie

5/8/2012 (1478)

Condolences to the Enno Family
From Ginger LaRocque Poitra (’65):  Belcourt, ND
>Condolences to Clarence John  CJ Enno Family
Ginger (LaRocque) Poitra

Happy Birthday to Quillinan-Halvorson (’65) & Darlene Quillinan Larmore (’65)
From Ginger LaRocque Poitra (’65):  Belcourt, ND
>Happy Birthday Denise and Darlene.
Ginger (LaRocque) Poitra
Catholic Ladies Picture
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,       With a bit of reading, I would say Dennis Dubois is getting us
close to the right date of the Catholic Ladies picture.  Evie got it
back to spring ’64 and Dennis said Manuel Cuadrado graduated with him in
’63,  which he did, so I looked up the Catholic Church history  in the
Dunseith History book and it says Father Wolfe died here in ’63 and
Father LaPore came to Dunseith in ’63.  It looks to me that the death
record for Father Wolfe is incorrect when it says he died in 1966.�
Thanks to Evie and Dennis for the correct information.  We have now gone
from the 1980s to the early 1960s in dating the photo.  Thanks Gary!



Reply to Bob Lykins
From Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI

To Bob Lykins —Glad to know your zinger still works.
 Allen Richard
Reply to Bob Lykins
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Thanks to Mr. Lykins for his most interesting email. When I read about his liking to “zing” Allen Richard, I laughed out loud.  Such fun! We all know some of what is written in the emails people send to you, is all in jest, which makes it fun for everyone. I’m assuming all of us have a sense of humor/appreciate the “jabs”.  Only good friends do that to each other. LOL!
Larry Hackman’s granddaughter, Madison
Posting from Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
Our Granddaughter, Madison with her tenor saxophone, competed at regionals with a sax group and a mixed woodwind group last month.  Both groups received star ratings for their performances at regionals so they advanced to the State Music Festival, which was held this past weekend in Bismarck. 
The Mixed Woodwinds (1 tenor sax, 2 alto sax, 2 clarinets, 1 bari sax, 1 bass clarinet, 1 oboe, and 3 flutes) received a star rating for their performance at state which is the highest rating given.  AWESOME!!  The Sax group (1 baritone sax, 2 tenor saxes, and 6 altos) received a 1 rating which is the second highest rating in the state.  In between participating for the State Band competition she would run across the parking lots to the Bismarck State College Bowl and participated in a track meet being held there.  She was a very busy girl on Saturday along with hundreds of other student from all around North Dakota.
Lloyd and Theresa Awalt’s grandson Brock Awalt
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Hi Everyone,
Brock is the son of Rick/Tracey Bayne Awalt.  Tracey is the daughter of John/Virginia Baynes, long time barber in Bottineau (p. 529). Brock is also the grandson of Lloyd/Theresa Awalt of Bottineau.

5/7/2012 (1477)

Condolences to the Enno Family
From Lynn Halvorson Otto (’75):  Boonton, NJ
My condolences to the Enno family.  I did not know CJ personally but I do know Everett and we are so sorry to hear of CJ’s passing.  God Bless you all.  Lynn Halvorson Otto
Esther Cote Fugere (’50):   Willow City, ND
Request from Lloyd Awalt (’44): Bottineau, ND
Esther  Fugere would like to be added on to your blog. Her address is
Lloyd, It is our pleasure to add Esther to our distribution. I am assuming Esther and Theresa are sisters?  Gary 

Bob Lykins is still kicking

Reply from Bob (Teacher) to Neola:  Hutto, TX.

To Neola and anyone else who might be interested:  I retired after 34 years with the Department of Defense Dependent Schools to Hutto (Austin) Texas in 2008.  To keep myself busy I do some substitute teaching at area high schools and work part time for Pearson Educational Asessment Division of Pearson’s Corp.  I also serve as a commissioner on the Hutto Historical Preservation Commission where I am currently heading up a project to record, on DVD, the reflections of area veterans on their service to our nation. In addition I do a great deal of traveling spending a couple of months in Germany where I have a 16 year old son who lives with his Mom.  I usually also try to make a month long trip up to Minnesota to visit friends and relatives along the way.  This past January I had hip replacement surgery which laid me up for a couple of weeks but things are fine now.  The reason I have not contributed much to the blog is because I have been a bit busy but also because Allen Richard has been rather quiet and when he contributes to the blog, for some reason, I just love to “zing” Allen -:)  Thanks for asking, Neola.
Mr Lykins,
It is great hearing from you. You are a busy guy in your retirement years. It is wonderful that you are able to spend time with your son too.
I don’t remember my letter Grade from your typing class. All I remember is that I had a card signed by you that I typed 52 words per minute with two errors and that was on the old manual royal machines too. I carried that card in my wallet for 39 years. When I came to the Philippines it got discarded. That class has without a doubt been the most beneficial class I have ever taken in my whole life. When  the computers came into being in the mid 80’s, my typing skills were a bit rusty, but it didn’t take long to revive them though. 
The person I remember in my childhood days as being an extremely good typist was my cousin Audrey Hanson Aitchison. My mother frequently seeked her typing skills, mainly for 4-H projects. For you gals that had my mother for a 4-H leader, I am sure Audrey did some typing for some of your projects.   
Reply from Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC
Thanks  for  the map  of  the Philippines…I’m a huge lover  of  maps  always  have  been, I  feel  they  always  put you “right  there”. When  I  was  in  school, (especially high school) I  use  to sit  in  study  hall with  my  geography book  and  dream of  all the places  I  would  like to  go  see.. So far  I  visited  38  states, and my dream is to go to Israel…I  want  to  go  so  bad  that  if  I had a free trip  there in the middle of  a war  I  would  go.  I  would  just  see it  as  part  of  the struggle,  part of their history, part of their culture…and  do my best  to  survive. I  found  that Tennessee is  one of  the states, that is  close  to what  I pictured it  to  look  and  feel. Very Very country in every aspect. I have  friends there, and take every opportunity  I  get  to  go spend the week end. Nashvilles O.K, but  I love  to go spend the week end  in some off the road little town,with the true blue  country folks,and eat in the little country diners… The same goes for West Virginia, Spending the week end in  some little off the road little town in the is like going to heaven. Their “continental breakfast” in these little off the road motels are too cute, and the people are a real joy. Like the  waitress  serves you breakfast, then gets a cup a coffee and comes and visits with you.:):):)..A  real  scream,and before you know, be fore you leave, you know the towns history…surprising what you can learn…. Anyway…Thanks Gary!

Catholic Ladies Picture:


Comment from Evie Gottbreht Pilkington (’65):  Irvine, CA


Catholic Ladies PictureI am thinking that this picture is Spring of 1964.  Three reasonsMy mom moved to Minot, with Marc, Lori, Bill and I, June of 1964.  I remember vividly taking the train from Grand Forks, after attending Girls State with Susie Fassett,  to the big city of Minot, therefore my Mom would not be in this picture in 1965.I would also date this Spring of 1964 because in January of 1966 my Aunt Cora Mongeon died and I went to Dunseith to help Uncle Roland.  Since Cora and mom are both in the picture I say 1964.I definitely date this Spring because the hats are spring and summer, this must be an installation of officers for the Ladies Aid Society.  I noticed three of the ladies in the front have a corsage.

My mom is around fifty in this picture, same age as I am now  :-).  The years just fly by!

Evie Gottbreht Pilkington

Catholic Ladies Picture:
Comment from Dennis Dubois (’63)  Dunseith, ND
just a small correction to Dick Johnson’s note on the Catholic ladies picture. Manuel Cuadrado left Dunseith in 1963, the year he graduated with me. Manuel lives in Omaha. I’ve had the pleasure of talking with him recently. He has done real well with himself. Became a CPA and was still working. Still the gentleman he always was (somewhat of an aberration for that class). Thanks to Dick for bring up Manuel, it brought back fond memories of my classmate.
Dennis, Manny is on our distribution too.
Father John Wolfe was the Dunseith Catholic church priest from 1956-1963. Reference – Dunseith “Prairie Past and Mountain Memories” book page 301.
 Row 4; Stella Schimetz, Esther Fugere, Lorna Zeiler, Josie Dionne, Katherine Berube, Eugenie Malo Grenier, Leona Picard, Alma Gottbreht, Phyllis Barbot, Maxine or Carol Barbot, Leona Mongeon

Row 3: Rebecca Cote,_________, Alice Christianson, Eva Siem, Josephine Fugere, _______Volh, Cora Mongeon, Eva Morrinville Peat, Elise Picard, Sylvia Heffelfinger, Melvina Schneider, Flora Casavant, Emeline Boucher 

Row 2; Olivine Allard, Beatrice Robert, Lillian Allard, Helen Haberman, Alma Casavant, Frances Morinville, Loretta Boguslawski, Alice Boguslawski, Dorothy Robert, Mary Ann Malo, Rita Boucher, Irene Pigeon, Lenore Malo, Alma Berube, Germaine Barbot, Lillian Houle

Row 1: Eva Trafford, Stella Vandal, Esther Neameyer, Emma Cooper, Father Wolfe, Lenore Lamoreux, Alice Evans Berube, Hermine Dionne, Gail Lamoreux, Janet Evans

Joke of the day
Posted by Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND
A police officer pulls a Texan over for speeding, and they have the
following exchange:
Officer: “May I see your driver’s license?”Driver: “I don’t have one. It was suspended when I got my 5th DUI.”Officer: “May I see the owner’s card for this vehicle?”Driver: “It’s not my car. I stole it.”

Officer: “The car is stolen?”

Driver: “Yes sir. But come to think of it, I believe that I saw the
owner’s card in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.

Officer: “There’s a gun in the glove box?”

Driver: “Yes sir. That’s where I put it after I shot and killed the
woman who owned this car.”

Officer: “You killed the owner of this car?”

Driver: “Yes, sir… and I stuffed her body in the trunk,”

Officer: “There’s a body in the trunk ?!?”

Driver: “Yes, sir.”

Hearing this, the officer immediately called his captain. Within
minutes, the car was quickly surrounded by police, and the captain
approached the driver to handle the tense situation:

Captain: “Sir, can I see your license?”

Driver: “Sure. Here it is.”

The captain quickly verifies that the license is valid.

Captain: “Who’s car is this?”

Driver: “It’s mine, officer. Here’s my owner’s card.”

The captain cross checks state records verifying that the driver
owned the car.

Captain: “Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if
there’s a gun in it?”

Driver: “Yes, officer, but there’s no gun in it.

Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.

Captain: “Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said
there’s a body in it.”

Driver: “No problem.”

The trunk is opened; and, except for a spare tire, it is completely

Captain: “I don’t understand it. The officer who stopped you said you
told him you didn’t have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the
glove box, and that there was a dead body in the trunk of your car.”

Driver: “Yeah, and I’ll bet he told you I was speeding, too!”