9/30/2008 (237)

From Ivy Eller Robert (74): 

Dick Johnson & Gary,

My sister Julie Eller Dahl had one of those Forest Service Towers on their farm for many years. It was located about 2 miles east of Lake Metegoshe on the south side of the road (Hwy 43). It was on the Dahl family farm. It stood there, what seemed  like forever.  Julie’s husband Marly passed away about 3 years ago & his bother took over the farm and had someone disassemble it recently. They moved it to the museum in Bottineau on the north end of town. I was there a few weeks back & seen it. Of course it is not as tall as it was when it was first built. I remember climbing that thing many times through the years when Marly & Julie lived on the farm. My kids, when they were little, even climbed it a few times. It was exciting to climb it, but through the years it got dangerious from the deterating lumber on the stairs. But it was fun and Dick’s story & picture reminded me of “Marly’s Tower”!

Ivy Eller Robert

Ivy, Many of us remember that forest fire lookout tower located several miles east of Lake Metigoshe on the Dahl farm.  It was an icon to the hills and could be seen for miles around. I drove by that tower hundreds if not thousands of times in my growing up years.  That tower was built by the ND Forest Service back in the 50′s.  I forgot the year, but it was in the mid to later 50′s as I recall.  I remember it being built when they were seemingly having a lot of forest fires up in the hills.  During that time, my dad was designated a forest fire warden with a sign out in front of our approach.  They also erected a little forest fire building in our yard with tools to fight the fires.  I don’t ever remember the building being unlocked and the tools used, but it was in our yard for many years.  Back to the tower, I too climbed it several times.  Several years ago there was a big article in the Bottineau Courant with the history of that tower. In that article they said, for safety/liability concerns, the forest service was having it dismantled. Gary

From Sybil Johnson: 

The picture of “Pa” Johnson, his mother and sister were amazing. Thank you Dick and I know Beckie and the family will enjoy it, as I did.

Sybil Johnson

Martha Lamb’s (68) Wedding provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Martha, this should bring back a few memories, not only for you, but for a lot of others that were part of your wedding and also for those that attended. Congratulation to you and Lynn on your 25th Anniverary last month. Gary
Lamb, Martha 2173

                                     Dunseith High School class of 1933

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Amundson Haagenson Dagny Born February 26, 1914    –    Died January 19,1984 Deceased
2 Anderson Smith Audrey Born August 28, 1915    –    Died March 29, 2001 Deceased
3 Bowers Chapin Grace Born September 25, 1913    –    Died June 29, 2001 Deceased
4 Brooks Stanley Born January 27, 1917    –    Died October 14, 1987 Deceased
5 Byre Conrad Born September 13, 1914    –    Died November 29, 2002 Deceased
6 Cassidy Loan Born August 20, 1913    –    Died February 1983 Deceased
7 Evans Bill Born August 20, 1916    –    Died March 3, 2005 Deceased
8 Fassett Halvorson Laura 530 SE 42nd Ave Portland, OR 97215 (503) 236-4462 No Email address Born March 1916
9 Gottbreht Solomon Mildred Born January 23 1916    –    Died March 2, 2008 Deceased
10 Halvorson Arthur Born August 26, 1913    –    Died August 21, 1993 Deceased
11 Kester Ormal (Red) Born June 11,1914    –    Died November 18, 1987 Deceased
12 Kotschevar Donald Born August 6, 1912    –    Died October 10, 2005 Deceased
13 Kotschevar Tilton Lucille Born November 5, 1914    –    Died January 31, 1999 Deceased
14 Myer Weaver Clara Born February 10, 1915    –    Died May 1, 1996 Deceased
15 Peterson Pine Minnie Unable to locate death record – Bill/Duane/Jack Peterson’s aunt Deceased
16 Sanders David Died in the spring of 1943 Deceased
17 Tennancour Harris Dorothy Died in 2008 – Sister to Alice Evans Berube Deceased
18 Tooke Doris Unable to locate Parents Bert & Ada Tooke – Moved to Tacoma Wa in 1944
19 Tooke Arthur (Pete) Born August 20, 1915    –    Died September 9, 1985 Deceased
20 Wicks Marjory Unable to locate

9/27/2008 (235)

From Clyde & Marge Satrang (51): 



From Bobby Slyter (70): 

To Jacqueline Hiatt fix: was so glad to see you on this blog have not seen or heard from you in years, I am Bobby Slyter your uncle Freddie step son, hope to hear from you again soon

Olga Nelson Edinger’s Obituary provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Nelson Edinger, Olga 2071
Folks, Olga was a sister to Mildred & Marie Nelson Parrill.

Adeline Halls Obituary provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Halls, Adeline 2071

Renee’s address:

Renee Wondrasek
1071 Highway 5 NE
Bottineau, ND 58318

Message/Pictures from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Harvesting in the old days wasn’t with diesel powered, axial flow,

monster combines. It was slow and hot hard work done by hand with pitch
forks and racks for bundles, pulled to the threshing machine and then
pitched into the machine by hand again! The grain was put on wagons and
then shoveled, by hand again into the granary. I get tired just
remembering how we did it! I only helped thresh a couple times as
Grandpa Hans bought a steel wheeled Deering combine when I was quite
young. I do remember real well though, shoveling endless bushels of
grain into the wooden grain bins! The trucks we had didn’t have hoists,
so it was shovel, shovel,shovel! When we got the first paddle elevator,
Dad cut a hole in the floor of the truck box and made a sliding trap
door so the grain would run out, and all I had to do was shovel the
whole load over to the hole! It was lots easier! When I hear younger
guys complain about the time it takes to unload a truck today with 10″
augers, I just have to smile! They have it tough! I found some old
pictures of harvesting on our place between 1924 and the 1950s and am
attaching them. The people are Hans and Axel Johnson, and Wm.
Christianson, and others whose names are a casualty of time. Thanks Gary!


Harvest 2071-1 Harvest 2071-2 Harvest 2071-3 Harvest 2071-4 Harvest 2071-5

                                  Dunseith High School Class of 1948

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Atherton Sandstrom Mavis 905 19 Ave. SW Minot, ND 25701 701-839-4966 Gary (701) 839-2812
2 Atherton Wilson Norma Born January 4, 1930    –    Died January 15, 1994 Deceased
3 Cote Raymond 2380 94th St NE Willow City, ND 58384 (701) 228-3302 No email address
4 Cote Awalt Theresa 1025 Main St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-3268 lata@min.midco.net
5 Dionne Johnson Romona 9 Birchwood Heights Rd S Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-4998 monajj@webcurator.com
6 Fassett James Born July 23, 1929    –    Died May 15, 1992 Deceased
8 Gottbreht James 10461 Lake Rd Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-4423  No email address
9 Hagen Charles 2917 Collins Ferry Rd Gladys, VA 24554 (434) 283-5825 C(434) 941-3119 No email address
10 Hagen Evans Joyce PO Box 1295 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-5505 No email address
11 Hagen Orville Born March 30, 1939    –    Died July 12, 1992 Deceased
12 Haines Bonnie Bonnie left Dunseith after her freshman year. Can not locate. Her father worked for the customs.
13 Halvorson Lester 2407 103rd St Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 263-4646
14 Handeland Hamnes Beverly 1 Green Acres Rd Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-4371 No email address
15 Handeland Hanson Muriel 333 Sixth Ave NE, Apt W2 Garrison, ND 58540 (701) 463-2158  No email address
16 Hosmer Bill 5167 E Timrod St Tucson, AZ 85711 (520) 750 0170 hozndaz@theriver.com  hozndaz7@yahoo.com
5 Birchwood Heights Rd S Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-4499
17 Johnson Charles Born January 5, 1930    –    Died February 7, 2003 Deceased
18 McKay Merrill Minnie Mary 17815 E Lake Desire Dr SE Renton, WA 98058 (425) 271-1116 EDMIN1116@webtv.net
19 Oustad Carl Born March 22, 1931    –    Died August 1963 Deceased
20 Stickland Lois Deceased Sister Joy Peterson (701) 244-2136
21 Thiel Ralph 1105 Hill Ave Grafton, ND 58237 (701) 352-3448 No email address

9/26/2008 (234)

Message from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary, Note: Attached, Adeline Halls was former teacher for many years at Dunseith Elementary School.

ADALINE HALLS, 81, Bottineau, died Wednesday in a Minot hospital. Memorial service Saturday, 2 p.m., Lake Metigoshe Christian Center, Lake Metigoshe. People may sign the register book Friday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau.

Message from LeaRae Parrill Espe (67): 


I received this message through my the Bottineau Quilt Guild about the passing of Adeline Halls.

Adeline Halls and my mother taught at Dunseith for years.  Mother taught second grade and Adeline was the Title I teacher in that “pod”.  The pod was hexagon shaped building which had three second grade and three first grade rooms and the middle part was the Title area.    Mother and Adeline had alot in common-they read the same types of books, etc. etc.  Mother is deeply saddened.Adeline also carpooled with Terry for several years.  We all knew her well – she was always so much fun.

Adeline was a very excellent teacher and many of the students on this list may have benefited from her talents.  She was a very accomplished quilter too. This past Saturday Bottineau had a Fall Festival.  One of the activities was the quilt show and we all signed a get well card for her then.  We heard she had her gall bladder and appendix out.

Adeline has a daughter, Renee Wondrasek, who I believe taught music in Dunseith for a time. Adeline has also has a son Dean.  Her husband, Bill Halls was the county treasurer (or auditor??) in Bottineau County for many years .  He passed away during heart surgery while Adeline was still teaching.

LeaRae Espe

Message from LeaRae Parrill Espe (67): 

My aunt Olga Edinger passed away last week.  She’s moms sister. The obituary in the Bottineau paper is sketchy compared to the Turtle Mountain Star.  The star has a picture also.  If someone scans it in, I would rather it be the Star one.  Thanks.
LeaRae’s reply to Gary: 

I contacted Neola and we will try to get a copy of the star.  Olga lived in New Rockford.  She had a massive heart attack on Saturday and passed away at quarter of midnight the same day.  She was great to all of us Parrill kids.

Vickie said she sent you something on Adeline Halls from the Minot paper also.   I hope you can run a full obit of her when it comes into the Botno paper or Minot.  She was a very good role model and strong women, a member the Three Affliated Tribes.  She was Adeline Hall before she married Bill Halls.  The Hall family from New Town have been leaders in that community.  There was a book written by a close relative of hers about the history in that area.

Her daughter Renee was married to Eric Wondrasek.  He was killed in a pickup accident a few falls ago.   More later on Adeline.


LeaRae, I just got a message from Neola, and she got the Turtle Mountain Star from Clarence & Mary Ann Hagen.  She will be Scanning and sending me Olga’s Obituary.  She said she had to sleep first. Neola seldom sleeps at night. She functions well at night and what little sleep she needs, she gets in the day time. I wish I could go night and day like her.  She said there just aren’t enough hours in the day.  Gary

Message from Alice (Mrs. Keith 66) Pladson: 

Hi Gary,

Sorry we have not responded sooner but . . .  My name is Alice Pladson and I am Keith’s wife.  Keith had surgery on Tuesday to replace his right knee.  He is doing well and we hope he will be home again tomorrow (Friday, 26 September).  However, it may be awhile before he is able to come upstairs (to the computer) so thought I would respond for him.
Lillian’s Thompson’s (36) name is Bergstrom and she lives in Superior with her daughter.  She is not deceased.   And yes, I do believe that her married name was Cain but she does not use that name.

As soon as Keith is able to provide more information, we will forward it to you.


Keith, we wish you the best with your recovery from Knee surgery.  I understand knee surgery’s can be very painful.  Gary

From Sharon Longie Dana (73):  

Reply to Gary Stokes and my good friend Rodney Medrud,

Gary, thanks again for doing this blog. Last night I got the best phone call ever. Growing up Wanda Medrud and I were best friends (we had lots of them) anyway Wanda is my first friend I truly remember from when I was about 4 years old. Well last night Rod Medrud called and surprised me. It had been 36 years since I had talked to him last, actually right before he and Mary got married and they just had their 36th anniversary!  Happy Anniversary Rod and Mary!!!! It was so awesome talking to him, he was always like family to me. They will be coming thru Missoula next June so I will get to see them. That will be great!!!

I have something to complain about. You know Gary these stories are nice and all but most of the people that get talked about here I don’t know and you know there is no news from the class of 72, 73, 74, 75, and 76. This is the main group I know of course everyone knew everyone in our little town but there isn’t any news about any of these folks. Just a trickle every now and then. So if you’re out there reading let me us all know. I have been in touch with a few classmates within those years listed but they all say the same thing to me WHERE ARE THEY NOW?????  Lets hear from some of you!!!!

Thanks again Gary!!!!  And Rod it will be my quarter next time!!!

Sharon Longie Dana(73)

Reply from Sybil Johnson: 

I remember Augie telling me about the bank robbery, before we were married

in 1966. I also remember him showing me what I think was the remains of a
fort, there in Dunseith. If I’m
mistaken, forgive me. I didn’t realize that there was a troop of soldiers
even in Dunseith, that’s how
much I know. If I may, I would like to give an update on Beckie, our
daughter. She starts back to work full time tonight, from her colon surgery
last month. She is doing very well. Also our granddaughter is engaged to be
married in a May wedding, in Wisconsin. Thanks again for these many stories
of Dunseith and the many emails.
Sybil Johnson


Howdy Gary,

The pictures of Art Rude appear to have been taken on the stage at the Senior Center in St. John. The person with the beard and guitar is Art Jr. It probably had something to do with the Historical Society. Dick will probably let you know for sure.


Reply from Dick Johnson (68): 


The pictures of Art Rude were taken at the Museum fun night several
years ago, when Art was the president . I’m the guy handing him the door
prizes for the drawing. Art is announcing the winners. The taller guy
with the beard is Art Jr. The other guy with the white shirt behind Art
is one of the performers, but I don’t recognize him. This was about 10
to 12 years ago and was held in the Senior Center on Main street in St.
John, ND. Thanks!


Folks, You’ll have to agree that this is the profile of the Mr. Rude we remember with one hand in his pocket standing with his weight shifted to one leg.

Art, Art & Dick, how do guys stay so slim trim?  Over the years, things have kind of shifted for me.  Gary

                             Art Rude
Rude, Art 2070

The two Art Rude’s (father & son)
Rude, Art 2070-1

                     Dick Johnson & Art Rude.
Rude, Art 2070-2

From Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (65):

Margaret, with the patriotism of our folks, I will gladly post this. Gary

Hi Gary

This article made me so proud to be an American!  Thought I’d pass

‘Ode To America’ on to you….please use your own discretion whether to
forward this to the blog or not.



We rarely get a chance to see another
country’s editorial about the USA

Read this excerpt from a Romanian
Newspaper. The article was written by Mr.
Cornel Nistorescu and published under the
title ‘C’ntarea Americii, meaning ‘Ode To
America ‘) in the Romanian newspaper
Evenimentulzilei ‘The Daily Event’ or
‘News of the Day’

~An Ode to America?~

Why are Americans so united? They would
not resemble one another even if you
painted them all one color! They speak all
the languages of the world and form an
astonishing mixture of civilizations and
religious beliefs.

On 9/ll, the American tragedy?turned three
hundred million people into a hand put on
the heart. Nobody rushed to accuse the
White House, the Army, or the Secret
Service that they are only a bunch of
losers. Nobody rushed to empty their bank
accounts. Nobody rushed out onto the
streets nearby to gape about. Instead the
Americans volunteered to donate blood and
to give a helping hand.

After the first moments of panic , they
raised their flag over the smoking ruins,
putting on T-shirts, caps and ties in the
colors of the national flag. They placed
flags on buildings and cars as if in every
place and on every car a government
official or the president was passing. On
every occasion, they started singing: ‘God
Bless? America?!’

I watched the live broadcast and rerun
after rerun for hours listening to the
story of the guy who went down one hundred
floors with a woman in a wheelchair
without knowing who she was, or of the
Californian hockey player, who gave his
life fighting with the terrorists and
prevented the plane from hitting a target
that could have killed other hundreds or
thousands of people.

How on earth were they able to respond
united as one human being. Imperceptibly,
with every word and musical note, the
memory of some turned into a modern myth
of tragic heroes. And with every phone
call, millions and millions of dollars
were put into collection aimed at
rewarding not a man or a family, but a
spirit, which no money can buy. What on
earth can unites the Americans in such
way? Their land? Their history? Their
economic Power? Money? I tried for hours
to find an answer, humming songs and
murmuring phrases with the risk of
sounding commonplace, I thought things
over, I reached but only one conclusion…
Only freedom can work such miracles.

Cornel Nistorescu

(This deserves to be passed around the
Internet forever.) It took a person on the
outside – looking in – to see what we take
for granted! GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!

Gary’s reply to Margaret:

Hello Margaret,

It’s great hearing from you.  Bill Grimme said he really enjoyed the time he spent with you, even if he tried getting away without paying the bill.  He told me they were paging you over the intercom system. You guys must have been engaged in some deep conversations totally forgetting to pay the bill.  Those things can easily happen.

This is an interesting article from a foreigners point of view. I have witnessed a lot of the same with the folks in this country, the Philippines.  These folks idolize America and would give anything to be an American. Often times when folks see me, they are so excited to see an American.  It really makes their day when I say Hi to them and mine too. Some of the kids want to come over and touch me.  Yes, we can be proud to be Americans.

I will post this tomorrow.

Take care,


Margaret’s reply to Gary:

Hi Gary

Yes, it was good to visit with Bill…it just amazed me when I thought how
natural it seemed to walk into the Casino and pick up the conversation
where we left off the last time I saw him.  Since we both religiously read
your blog, we were on the same page when we talked about the things that
have transpired in our lives.

I wonder if communication of this nature   has ever happened before.  I
think it’s pretty unique that an entire town regardless of age or class
commuicates on a daily basis!!!  It has been expressed by so many, in so
many ways, how special this is to each of us.  Gary, it is your ongoing
gift to us and I thank you from the bottom of my overjoyed heart.


Pictures from Dale Pritchard (63): 

Hurricanes involve everybody and everything!  They didn’t evacuate in time.


Dale-1 Dale-2 Dale-3 Dale-4

                                   Dunseith High  School Class of 1947

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Aitchison Richard Donna 408 – 20th Street Havre, MT  59501 (406) 265-2137      C(406) 390-0225 No email address
2 Awalt Stickland Eleanor 1 Longview RD W Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-3366 lenlnor2@srt.com 
3 Brennan Reamer Mildred 1430 85th St NE Willow City, ND 58384 (701) 366-4616 No email address
4 Brennan Millang Velma 1008 Main St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-2161 No email address
5 Christianson Cote Lorraine 1018 Thompson St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-5125 No email address
6 Dion Derald Born February 15, 1929    –    Died July 9, 1989 Deceased
7 Fassett Darrel 50021 Hacha Bay Boynton Beach, FL 33436 (561) 732-6471 dfassett@webtv.net
8 Fiske Allison/June N2886 County Road Q Poynette, WI 53955 (608) 635-2794 No email address
9 Goodsell Heiser Alice 348626 E 810 RD Cushing, OK 74023 (918) 368-2334 heartdiamondrnch@brightok.net
10 Haagenson Raymond 349 NW 205th St Shoreline, WA 98177 (206) 542-4595 No email address
11 Habberstad Worrall Dorraine 149 OCEANVIEW DR VISTA, CA  92084 (760) 630-4827 td4tap@cox.net
12 Halvorson Harvey Born April 8, 1929    –    Died October 7, 1987 Deceased
13 Halvorson Dion Luella PO Box 186 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-5764 fadion@srt.com
14 Hiatt Birkland Delores Born November 15, 1928    –    Died September 1982 Deceased
15 Knox Flynn Minnie Route 1 Box 27a Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 263-4170 No email address
16 McAttee Christensen Patty 1202 Pine St Yankton, SD 57078 (605) 665-1197 No email address
17 McDermott Lyle 5211 38th St SE Minot, ND 58701 (701) 838-4839 No email address
18 Metcalfe Maki Jean Born September 29, 1929    –    Died November 16, 1984 Deceased
19 Molgard Wayne 1800 Seventh St NW Minot, ND 58703 (701) 839-7990  No email address
20 Murray Leo Died in November of 2005 Deceased
21 Nelson Dee Died in a plane crash in 1972 Deceased
22 Plante Henderson Gloria Born May 9, 1928    –    Died in September 1985 Deceased
23 Schick Stroklund Laverna 900-33rd Ave. SW  Apt. 12 Minot, ND 58701 (701) 838-1535 No email address
24 Schneider Brudwick Doris Born August 19, 1929    –    Died August 4, 2003 Deceased
25 Siegrist Donald Born February 15, 1928    –    Died December 30, 1999 Deceased
26 Stickland Leonard 1 Longview RD W Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-3366 lenlnor2@srt.com 
27 Striker Olson Janice Unable to locatge
28 Striker Sebelius Lola Born August 22, 1929    –    Died October 13, 1997 Deceased
29 Watkins Jeannine 115 Second St NW, Apt 8 Lamoure, ND 58458 (701) 883-4343 No email address
30 Wentland Malmquist Shirley 14810 75th Ave NE Kenmore, WA 98028 (425) 488-2149 vic312@msn.com

9/25/2008 (236)

From Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

FRANCIS HOULE, 82, Dunseith, died Wednesday in a Rolla hospital. Funeral Friday, 10 a.m., St. Anthony’s Catholic Church, Belcourt. Visitation Thursday, 6 p.m., with a rosary service Thursday, 8 p.m., both in the church. (Elick Funeral Home, Rolla)

Request from Sybil Johnson:

Gary, I was talking to Beckie yesterday and she would like to receive these

emails. Her address is mothergoose82007@. She loves the idea of
being able to read the stories of her grandfather Axel and grandmother
Bernice. Dick, is there a story of Randy being branded by Augie, when you
all were teenagers? I remember Augie telling me about it, but I don’t know if
I got this rite or not.
Sybil Johnson

Beckie, It is my pleasure to add you to our distribution list.  Gary

Article provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Folks, this featured article was published in the Metigoshe Mirror.
Colette Hosmer graduated with the class of 64.  

Colette, being recognized world wide, you are to be commended for your success’

I have also pasted your very impressive resume at the bottom of this article.

Colette & Nancy, your mother looks so nice and so young in this picture. You guys are looking good too.

Colette Hosmer’s Resume:

Colette Hosmer’s WEB site:

Hosmer, Colette 2172-1Hosmer, Colette 2172-2Hosmer, Colette 2172-3Hosmer, Colette 2172-4

                                    Dunseith High School Class of 1949

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Boardman Bjornseth Luella 1205 Sinclair St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-3007 ihman56@utma.com
2 Evans Joseph Born July 21, 1931    –    Died February 21, 2004 Deceased
3 Fugere Duaine  Donna PO Box220 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-5613 No email address
4 Fugere Steiner Edwina 366 S la Canada Dr, Unit B Green Valley, AZ 85614 (520) 399-0646 No email address
5 Goodsell Johnson Ardis 818 5th St. E Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-2897 No email address
6 Habberstad Nelson Iona PO Box 222 Glasgow, MT 59230 (406) 228-8454 No email address
7 Hagen Marten Florence S970 County Road J Mondovi, WI 54755 (715) 946-3748 crmarten@frontier.net  (Daughter Christy)
8 Hassen Paulbitski Audrey 314 Pacheco St. San Francisco, CA 94116 (415) 564-5053 No email address
9 Hassen O’Neal Born October 5, 1929    –    Died November 6, 2001 Deceased
10 Johnson Walter E PO Box 395 Ray, ND 58849 (701) 568-3552 No email address
11 Knox Sletten Ina Born Febrauar 26, 1932    –    Died January 1, 2001 Deceased
12 Lamoureux Malone Badgett Betty 18883 Walnut Street Fountain Valley, Ca  92708 (714) 962-0020 BattyBetti45@aol.com
13 Murray Gary 12454 E Kentucky PL Aurora, CO 80012 (303) 343-2013 moraybug@comcast.net
14 Olson Warcup Shirley 529 S  170W Ivans, UT 84738 435-986-2222 ronsw28@msn.com
15 Richard Larson Jerrine 4930 NE 86th St Seattle, WA 98115 (206) 524-4566 rdlars1@msn.com
16 Salmonson Honsey June 7558 Earl Ave NW Seattle, WA 98117 (206) 782-0775  (701) 263-4647 charge7thcavalry@aol.com
17 Seim Edwin 7566 Green Back Ln #702 Citrus Heights, CA 95661 (916) 722-0897 No email address
18 Sunderland Warburton Patricia 2225 Orchid St Lake Charles, LA 70601 (337) 478-3771 Psunder@suddenlink.net
19 Williams Grosser Lenor Born ??/??/????    –    Died March 9, 2008 Deceased

9/25/2008 (233)

Obituary/Request From LeaRae Parrill Espe (67):

My aunt Olga Edinger passed away last week.  She’s moms sister. The obituary in the Bottineau paper is sketchy compared to the Turtle Mountain Star.  The star has a picture also.  If someone scans it in, I would rather it be the Star one.  Thanks.

Request from Bernard Morin (76): 

Hi Gary, my name is Bernard Morin, I was with the class of 76. Would you please add me to your e-mail list? Thanks and thanks to temetcalfe for forwarding the e-mails.

Bernard, It is our pleasure adding you to our distribution list. I Think the Metcalfe you are referring to is Travis/Debbie Metcalfe also from your class.  Gary

From Betty Lamoureux Badgett (49): 

Thanks for the info on my cousin, Eileen Murray McKie.  I was talking with another of my cousins yesterday (Dorothy Lamoureux Woods 52) and neither of us knew the date of her passing.

About Angelina Murray – I don’t know of any relationship with her – she must be from Mike Murray’s (Eileen’s dad) side of the family – and I don’t remember her name.

I look forward every morning to read your messages.  Great work!

Thanks again.    Betty

Bob Hosmer’s (56) reply to Gary Stokes: 

Hi Gary,

This Dunseith and area Community blog you put together is fascinating.  I enjoy it very much.

About Aunt Janet, she died 2006.  Her son John Norman took care of her in Dunseith for several years and did a very responsible job of it.

Janet was first married to John Byrne of St John.  This was John Norman’s father.  They divorced and Janet later married Grant Norman who was a captain on one of the American Mail Line ships.  They lived for awhile on Vashon Is., WA.  Grant died and somewhere along the line Janet moved to Escondido, CA.

When dementia set in, John moved from San Francisco and together with his mother moved to Dunseith.

Aunt Janet gave the salutatory message at her graduation.  I have the original talk she typed out on the back of an old Dunseith Red and White store advertisement.   It’s pasted in a scrapbook my mother had and I can’t peel it back far enough to see who the owner and operator of the store was. I’m attaching a photo I took of the original. Hope you can read it.  The copy is a bit faded.

Janet loved to play golf and tennis.  She visited us while we lived and worked in northern Japan and took every opportunity she could to play golf.  She always flew military standby and knowing the often wait-times she carried a book bag full of reading material.  She was a wonderful aunt to me.  I have many good memories of her kind generosity and putting up with me as a thirteen year old living with her and my grandmother (her mother) on Magnolia Bluff in Seattle in 1951.

Hope this information is helpful.  Thanks for stimulating my memory bank about her again.   Bob Hosmer

   Janet Hosmer’s Salutatory message to the Dunseith High School Class of 1932
Hosmer, Janet 2069

Art Rude Pictures provide by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Folks, Neola sent me these pictures of Art Rude. I am not sure where she got these, but she does not know where they were taken.  With the Canadian flag in the back ground, it must be something to do with Canada.  It kind of looks like Art may be the auctioneer at a sale.  I am sure or I am hoping that some of you will recognize the area, event and year of these pictures.  Do any of you recognize any of the other folks in these pictures?  Gary
Rude, Art 2069-1 Rude, Art 2069-2 Rude, Art 2069-3 Rude, Art 2069-4 Rude, Art 2069-5 Rude, Art 2069-6

                                   Dunseith High School Class of 1946

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Awalt Lloyd 1025 Main St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-3268 lata@min.midco.net
2 Aitchinson John 10656 LAKE LOOP RD W BOTTINEAU, ND  58318 (701) 263-4381 anniesammie@hotmail.com (Friend Audrey’s email)
3 Bailey Vance Born February 8, 1928    –    Died December 22, 2007 Deceased
4 Boardman Harold Born July 7, 1929    –    Died March 1985 Deceased
5 Evenson Kenneth Born April 29, 1928    –    Died February 15, 2002 Deceased
6 Hagen Martinson Alice Born May 11, 1928    –    Died April 11, 2001 Deceased
7 Hiatt Swanson Dorothy 3320 Westmore St. Moorehead, Minn.  56560 (218) 287-2747 Getting Email fixed
8 Johnson Donald Born July 13, 1928    –    Die May 22, 1980 Deceased
9 Ketterling LaRose PO Box 90 MERCER, ND  58559 (701) 447-2656 mercerlk@westriv.com
10 Lovaas Daniel 5 MANSFIELD DR BELLA VISTA, AR  72714 (479) 855-2911 No email
11 Nelson Rollie 420 Third St SE Leeds, ND 58346 (701) 466-2969 No email
12 Olson Johnson Bernice Born August 19, 1927    –    Died May 22, 1980 Deceased
13 Sebelius Hiatt Loraine      Eldon Deceased Enumclaw, WA 98022 Her son Gordon (253) 631-0999     Gordon said his mother is not interested
14 Smith Pritchard Doris 804 BENNETT ST BOTTINEAU, ND  58318 (701) 228-3174 No email
15 Strietzel Fassett Dorothy 50021 Hacha Bay Boynton Beach, FL 33436 (561) 732-6471 dfassett@webtv.net
16 Sunderland Fazio Shirely/Joe 494l Veranda Way, Unit B101 Naples, FL  34104
17 Teal Spencer Born 1928    –    Died 1966 Deceased
18 Watkins Carbonneau Carol 221 7TH ST W BOTTINEAU, ND  58318 (701) 228-2427 annie_oconnell@yahoo.com (Daughter Ann’s email)

9/24/2008 (232)

Reply from Betty Lamoureux Malone Badgett (49): 

Gary – Eileen Murray McKie (37) has passed away.  (She was my cousin).

On a happier note, I want to thank you again for the emails – what a great project!!  It is really a lot of

fun reading about the past and present of Dunseith – and what is even more fun – every once in a

while I even recognize some of the names and remember some of the old times!!

Betty Lamoureux Malone Badgett

From Cecile Gouin Craig (61): 

Hi there, I think you’ve done it. I have received E-mails to 9/22 #130 or 31

I forgot, these senior moments are awful and many. I’ve spent the last 4
days either running my father Lawrence Gouin to Drs. or the hospital. (He’ll
be 93 in Nov.) He broke his hip in January (had never been in a hopital in
his life) actually his leg was totally disconnected from his body, pins,were
put in. He has fallen a couple times and now a pin has gone thru the ball
joint into the socket. Today they did surgery and removed the pin. So he
should good to go again. He should be home Thursday or Friday. Mom Jean is
still doing quite well. Thanks again Gary, Cecile

Folks, I screwed up and previously posted both of the next two messages from Gary Morgan & Dick Johnson omitting the attachments. Here they are with the attachments. That’s what happens when one gets in a hurry.  Sorry for the confusion.  Gary

From Gary Morgan (56): 

Gary & All,

In the Early 50s Beulah Shurr had a class project where her students went out and interviewed some of the old timers around Dunseith and then wrote up the interview.  Some of the results showed up in the Dunseith history book ” Prairie Past and Mountain Memories”.  My brother Dick’s effort is on page 323.
He interview Lillie Kotchevar about the Dunseith bank robbery.  Lillie was a little girl at the time and the robber also robbed her father’s store.  I thought possibly your readers would be interested in seeing a newspaper account of this incident.  Also, a picture of the would be robber laid out on a slab.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what newspaper this was taken from.  Possibly the “Willow City Eagle”.
This incident brings a couple ot things to mind: 1.Did Cashier Tucker exagerate the amount of the take or is there still $700 stashed somewhere within an hours horseback ride’, round trip, between the hills & Dunseith?
2.  If this were to occur today, the citizens of Dunseith would certainly be in deep do do.  Especially the Major, he killed the man’s horse!

Gary Morgan

                        Newspaper Article from Gary Morgan
bank robbery article Morgan-2

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Gary Morgan brought up a very interesting subject, the bank robbery of

the Turtle Mountain Bank of 1892. The Dunseith history book states that
about $80. was taken, but Laura Thompson Law’s book, ‘The History of
Rolette County’-pub. 1953, says a few hundred dollars were taken. The
robber went out of town and then came back with a rifle, which he must
have bought with some of the cash, so there probably was not a very big
treasure left for someone to find. If the people in the foothills found
any loot, I bet the bootleggers have the remainder!! I’m sending a page
out of Law’s book with the story, so folks can read both of the
accounts–very similar to each other–although with minor differences.
If you don’t have a Dunseith history book and want one, call Security
State Bank in Dunseith at 1-701-244-5797. Those of us who have one
wouldn’t be without one! Attached is a page from Mrs. Law’s book, about
the robbery. Thanks Gary!


                              Dick’s Attachment
Folks, In regards to Dick’s comments about the 1882-1982 Dunseith Centennial book.  I strongly suggest spending a few extra dollars for the hard cover book. It’s a big book of 502 pages. I initially purchased the soft cover book and the binding started to come apart. I purchased a hard cover in 2007 and it is well bound. I like having the loose bound book  for scanning documents, because I can just take the pages out of the book and place them in my scanner without having to place the whole book over the scanner.  Gary

Article Morgan

                                     Dunseith High School Class of 1945

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Christianson Baskett Viola 15643 Sunny Cove Dr SE Olalla, WA 98359 (253) 857-2521 No email address
2 Dion Floyd PO Box 186 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-5764 fadion@srt.com
3 Evans McCrossan Helen 21250 109th Ave N ROGERS, MN  55374 Charles Work (763) 425-4167  Daughter Jane (952) 449-9879
4 Habberstad Marvin Born April 4, 1927    –    Died November 25, 1990 Deceased
5 Hagen Klasson Olive Born February 21, 1927    –    Died December 12, 2003 Deceased
6 Martinson Lagerquist Joyce Born April 2, 1928    –    Died November 21, 1990 Deceased
7 McDermott Donald Born August 20, 1927    –    Died January 11, 1993 Deceased
8 Merrick Georgia Deceased
9 Molgard Robert Born November 12, 1927    –    Died July 1977 Deceased
10 Watkins Hoover Lenore 232 11th Ave SE Minot, ND 58701 (701) 838-2708 No email address
11 Watschke Cooley Betty 17502 NE 40th Pl Redmond, Wa 98052 425-869-8090 bettyjaycooley@yahoo.com
12 Williams Dauncey Trudy Born April 9, 1928    –    Died February 7, 2002 Deceased

9/23/2008 (231)

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.


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!


                                   Dunseith High School Class of 1944

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Boardman Robert 33856 State Highway 87 Frazee, MN 56544-8500 (218) 334-2401 bboardman@loretel.net
2 Carlson Grand Pre Ursella 1681 WILDERNESS RD REVA, VA  22735   (540) 547-2996 No email address
3 Cote Urbain Born October 4, 1925    –    Died July 10, 2004 Deceased
4 Hagen Oscar 116 23rd St S La Crosse, WI 54601 608) 784-7205 oehagen@centurytel.net
5 Hagen Johnson Thelma Born April 23,1926    –    Died February 10, 2005 Deceased
6 Johnson Lyle Born December 26, 1920    –    Died January 10, 1994 Deceased
7 Landsverk Erling 104 W Cook St Portage, WI 53901 (608) 742-2151 joannanderling@charter.net
8 Landsverk Howard 16224 70TH PL W EDMONDS, WA  98026   (425) 776-5566 hlandsverk@hotmail.com
9 Lund Swant Lona Born February 7, 1927    –    Died December 20, 2004 Deceased
10 Nelson Kriz Evelyn 6549 Depew Ct Arvado, CO 80003 (303) 421-0716 No email address
11 Pigeon Yodola PO Box 128 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-5638 Daughter Colettewildrose_nd@Excite.com
12 Stickland Peterson Joy PO Box 1029 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 244-2136 harm0825@bis.midco.net        (Daughter Sharon’s email)
13 Wentland Eschbach Delphine 734 Plunkett St Lexington, VA 24450 (540) 463-6886 stillhaus@yahoo.com

9/22/2008 (230)

Folks, putting the class of 1933 together, I got in touch with Laura Fassett Halvorson from that class. I think, at the age of 92, she may be the only surviving member of that class. She was married to Art Halvorson (Deceased).  Laura lives alone in her house. She recently gave her car to her daughter-in-law. She said she could still drive but with her age decided to quit driving. She has a sharp mind and remembers Dunseith well. Even though she has had 7 surgeries in her life time, she said when she goes to the doctor, they can’t find anything wrong with her.  I have pasted her address and phone number below.  Floyd/Luella Halvorson Dion, she thinks the world of you guys and had nothing but good words to say about you folks.  Curt, Terry & Connie Halvorson, she mentioned you guys too.  She also mentioned her husband Art’s younger brother, Lester. When talking to Laura, one would never guess that she is 92 years old.

Fassett Halvorson Laura 530 SE 42nd Ave Portland, OR 97215 (503) 236-4462 No Email address Born March 1916

A minor correction on Alan Campbell’s address.  We do have a cabin on Lake Metigoshe but do not get mail there so the correct address should still be P>O>Box 610, Dunseith. N.D. 58329.

From Erling Landsverk (44):joannanderling@charter.net




Reply from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Gary Morgan brought up a very interesting subject, the bank robbery of
the Turtle Mountain Bank of 1892. The Dunseith history book states that
about $80. was taken, but Laura Thompson Law’s book, ‘The History of
Rolette County’-pub. 1953, says a few hundred dollars were taken. The
robber went out of town and then came back with a rifle, which he must
have bought with some of the cash, so there probably was not a very big
treasure left for someone to find. If the people in the foothills found
any loot, I bet the bootleggers have the remainder!! I’m sending a page
out of Law’s book with the story, so folks can read both of the
accounts–very similar to each other–although with minor differences.
If you don’t have a Dunseith history book and want one, call Security
State Bank in Dunseith at 1-701-244-5797. Those of us who have one
wouldn’t be without one! Attached is a page from Mrs. Law’s book, about
the robbery. Thanks Gary!


Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Regarding # 229,  PETE.  Lola and Jay Vanorny, Shirley
Brennan, or Bill Lamb can probably tell some fond remembrances  of
Pete Poole.  He’d tell people he was a proud veteran of WWI  and
sometimes was of a titled English family.  Of English descent,
PETER WELLINGTON POOLE was an old timer from the Kelvin Community.
Close neighbors and friends,were  those who descended from ancestors
from the British Isles’ and Upper Canada; Folks like,  Ray and Janet’
and other Brennan’s John &Ross, The Handeland’s Clarence and Jennie,
Jennies dad  Irvin Hurst, the Wicks,and my grandparents the  Bob
One summer, my mom was expecting a child dad, then
working construction hired Pete to chore.  Pete was to milk the cows
morning and night.  To  mom’s chagrin,  he was often late with the
milking.   One evening,  he got the horse harnessed to go get  the
cows down on the “Oakes”  place. That was  our south cow pasture,….
a dark cool place, lots of trees and brush, boggy sloughs,gloppy
muddy trails, mosquitoes,at least three abandoned wells and lots of
eerie animal and bird sounds.  This was about midsummers eve…the
longest day of the year.   But he finally got going.   Sometime
later, well after dark into the night  Pete arrived home with  the
cows and a broken ankle.  He told mom something had spooked the horse
and he’d had a runaway.  I don’t recall hearing who did the milking!
But Pete had another tall tale to tell.
Pete enjoyed entertaining folks with his stories.  In his
stories he would instead of saying “I” he’d say, “Pete” as a third
person.  With summers arrival,  Canadian  tourists traveling south,
enjoyed Pete as a sure  featured “character”  of Kelvin Store/Bar.
They’d ask for him.   PETER WELLINGTON POOLE.

Reply from Bev Morinville Azure (72):

Leland…….. the only story I know or peter Poole is  at  the beginning of  school (I think we  were juniors)  we had a new teacher and he had  us write our name on a sheet of paper he passed around , One of the boys wrote down his name then he wrote down Peter Poole’s name….. everyday  when the  teacher  took attendence Peter Poole was  absent (HA HA)  after  many   days  the teacher said I wonder why Peter  Poole is  always absent.  No one  said a word as I recall. But   we sure did  get a good laugh  out of that one.

From Dick Johnson (68):

Gary and Friends,

One more short one about Carroll Carlson. I was at his house in Dunseith

one evening and we were talking about his relatives and the fact that
they came from Norway. He said, “Can you read Norwegian”? I told him
that I couldn’t really read it in full but could usually figure out the
meaning and then put the thing together. I asked him why he asked? He
told me he got a letter from Norway and should have written, but had no
idea what it said. I looked the letter over and figured out they were
talking about him staying on the farm and a word very similar to’
bereavement’ and used in connection with ‘mother’. I said , “Carroll, I
think they are sending sympathy on the loss of your mother and asking if
you are going to stay on the farm, When did this letter arrive”? He
laughed his little sly laugh and handed me the envelope—-1963! Thanks

Flolks, I need some help locating some of these 30′s class folks.  For the ladies, if I knew there their married name, it would sure help.  Please let me know anything at all that you may know about any of theyse folks.  Gary

Class of 1933:

Margie Wicks

Dorris Took – Her parents. Bert & Ada took Moved to Tacoma, WA in 1944

Class of 1934:

Gwendolyn Wicks

Class of 1935:

Martha Jolibois Wilkie – She married John in 1938.  John died in the 70′s.

Angelina Murray

Class of 1936:

Pearl Melhus

Evelyn Striker

Ardis Dale – I think the Dale family moved to Washington state?

Class of 1937:

Gladys Gehres

Eileen Murray

Class of 1938:

Charlotte Dale

Nellie Lucht

Class of 1939:

Lois Borland

Doris Damstrom

Irene Damstrom

Joseph Smith

                                  Dunseith High School Class of 1943

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Cornell Keith Born July 1, 1925    –    Died November 17, 1979 Deceased
2 Fiske Wilma 2511 Terry Ave Billings, MT 59102 (406) 656-4120 cw1921@aol.com
3 Fugere Evans Wilma 306 Warner Ave Doyon, ND 58327 (701) 398-3973 No Email address
4 Goodsell Hyde Alta Mae 5324 N Post St Spokane, WA 99205 (509) 327-7859 No Email address
5 Hiatt Schneider Evelyn Born October 14, 1936    –    Died August 16, 1963 Deceased
6 Hiatt Norman Born January 16, 1924    –    Died October 17, 1999 Deceased
7 Halvorson Kittleson Doris 19541 GLEN VIEW CT OREGON CITY, OR  97045 (503) 656-8501 No Email address
8 Lagerquist Lester Born October 24, 1924    –    Died May 8, 1998
9 Molgard Dean Born August 29, 1924    –    Died July 18, 1984 Deceased
10 Murray Torrell Mary Born April 23, 1926    –    Died January 3, 1994 Deceased
11 Nelson Loretta Deceased
12 Nelson Parrill Marie 506 Jay St Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-2504 No Email address
13 Nelson Parrill Mildred 823 Railroad Ave, Apt 29 Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-3506 espe@utma.com (Daughter LeaRae)
14 Nelson Winfre Born December 20, 1925    –    Died February 8, 1999 Deceased
15 Pigeon Horsman Louise 14164 73rd Pl NE, Apt D103 Bothell, WA 98011 (425) 821-3038 tohorsmans@aol.com
16 Watkins Fassett Irene Born November 6, 1924    –    Died January 11, 1994 Deceased
17 Wilson Elmer Born March 16, 1924    –    Died July 1977 Deceased

9/21/2008 (229)

From Lee (Leland) Stickland (64): 

Gary and all present, former, future Dunseith citizens.

I enjoy the information and the stories so much,

Some may recall a gentleman named Pete Poole.

I believe he ‘circulated’ in the area near and around Kelvin Store.

He had a saying that he owned


There are many stories; some true, some nearly true, some subject to source of, etc…
Whatever, my few words from South West North Dakota.   Lee

From Gary Morgan (54): 

Gary & All,

In the Early 50s Beulah Shurr had a class project where her students went out and interviewed some of the old timers around Dunseith and then wrote up the interview.  Some of the results showed up in the Dunseith history book ” Prairie Past and Mountain Memories”.  My brother Dick’s effort is on page 323.
He interview Lillie Kotchevar about the Dunseith bank robbery.  Lillie was a little girl at the time and the robber also robbed her father’s store.  I thought possibly your readers would be interested in seeing a newspaper account of this incident.  Also, a picture of the would be robber laid out on a slab.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what newspaper this was taken from.  Possibly the “Willow City Eagle”.
This incident brings a couple ot things to mind: 1.Did Cashier Tucker exagerate the amount of the take or is there still $700 stashed somewhere within an hours horseback ride’, round trip, between the hills & Dunseith?
2.  If this were to occur today, the citizens of Dunseith would certainly be in deep do do.  Especially the Major, he killed the man’s horse!

Gary Morgan

Folks, If any of you see any corrections that need to be made with any of these class lists that I am sending out, please let me know.  I have not yet made a formal distribution of the class lists from 1930 thru 1945. I will be doing that in a few days, when I’m finished with the rest of the 30′s classes.  I will be mailing hard copies to those that do not have email.  Gary

                                 Dunseith High School Class of 1942

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Braaten Carpenter Jean PO Box 233 Plummer, MN 56748 (218) 465-4405 No email address
2 Campbell Alan 255 Burnetts Rd Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 263-4697 campap26@yahoo.com
3 Fassett Norman Born January 29, 1924    –    Died December 1984 Deceased
4 Hiatt Fauske Eleanor 1252 Lake Rd Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-3514 No email address
5 Johnson Warren Born July 2, 1923    –    Died July 25, 1992 Deceased
6 McDermott Hiatt June Born February 14, 1923    –    Died September 1, 1986 Deceased
7 Murry Emerson (Charles) 5505 Ponderosa Ave Bismarck, ND 58503 (701) 223-1914 murryce@webtv.com
8 Myhre Lary Margaret Ann 9808 W Wescott Dr Peoria, AZ 85382 (623) 566-0252 muggsyann@cox.net
9 Nelson Asch Barbara 1901 California Ave SW Seattle, WA 98116 (206) 933-2703 lisa-pat@comcast.net  Daughter Lisa (206) 708-6621
Orvik Thomas Born February 17,1925    –    Died August 30, 2006 Deceased
10 Orvik Virgil Born Sepember 22, 1923    –    Died Dec 1971 Deceased
11 Sanders Lee Born April 10, 1925    –    Died September 5, 1991 Deceased
12 Schneider Hardy Dorothy 2940 May Road El  Sobrante, CA 94803 (510) 223-2030 No email address
13 Wicks Schley Blanche 2005 First Ave N Grand Forks, ND 58203 (701) 775-8478 bschley@Medicine.nodak.edu

9/28/2008 (228)

Reply to yesterday’s message from Carmen Leonard Richard:

Antoinette Bedard’s mother died when she was just a young child, and she was raised by my mothers aunt and uncle, Joaquim and Eulalie Charlebois. They had no children of their own, and raised her with as much love as foster parents can give. My mother thought of Antionette as her first cousin.  Joaquim was a blacksmith in Thorne and later had a car repair shop-gas station- in Belcourt. My mother stayed in touch with Antoinette for many years, and Antoinette always came to visit my parents when she was in the area.

Update on Debbie Morinville Marmon (70) from Bev Morinville Azure (72): 

Hi Everyone, I  went to see my sister Debbie  this  pass weekend and wanted to update  anyone that  may be interested. Debbie has a long  road to  go she  can only  say no no no .She does understand  and her and I connected a  few  times on words she  was  trying to tell  us something  and  kept  trying to  say something I could see her mind working hard  trying to say  this  word and finally I said look me in the  eyes  and  try  Debbie   and she  finally said pil  I  notice  she kept  raising her  head off the  bed  , and I said  PILLOW ?  and  she  smile and shock her  head  YES so I  gave her a  PILLOW  but  I  made her look at my mouth  and  i said  pillow   say it  Debbie  PILLOW  and  she  after  several attempts  she  said  the  word PILLOW  Kenny, Clarence and I were  so  excited.Im sure the nurses  must have thought we were nuts . She  is  in alot of pain  from her  surgery .Her address is
2600 Wilson St
Miles City, MT 59301
(406) 233-2600   It  sure would be a blessing if  all of  you  who  know  Deb  would send her cards and a word of encouragement . Believe  me  she is in there and  it would  do her  good to know people are praying  and  thinking of  her. Clarence and  I will be going  back on  another weekend soon .Thanks again  Bev

Reply from Kenny Nerpel (65):


Re: boxcars mentioned in Carroll Carlson story

The phrase “forty and eight” was actually used for the name of a
little known veteran’s organization founded following WWI. (see
above link) It was formed by American veterans returning from
France and still exits today.  I have been a member of the local
chapter (Devils Lake, ND) since the about 1985.  Over the years
we have made donations to Lake Region State College to benefit
the nursing program.


Email address update from Bill Hosmer (48):

My email address is hozndaz7@ for the full year. No more changes for awhile, I hope.  Please use the address frequently. Bill Hosmer

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Folks, Vickie has given me pemission to post this, with a request that I also post my reply to this message of hers. Gary

Yes, Mary and and Clarence went to Senior Citizens and Carroll shared

his story with the folks there. Clarence was another veteran of the
European campaign, he to, shared a depth with Carroll.  There is  is
that deep inexplicable bond among veterans.  My dad told me often he
felt more in common, the deep, deep bond and understood oother
veterans than his own brothers.  I don’t think it really mattered to
dad,  Pacific or European Theatres all veterans were “his brothers”.
Gary, Do you remember Clarence’s dad who lived with   Clarence and
Mary family? When I was in  5th grade I stayed over night with Karen,
her grandpa was living with them.  Another kind gentleman who raised
his  two,children through the 30′s (without his wife who had passed
away)….. Clarence is a chip of his dad’s block!

Gary’s Reply


You are so right about veterans. I could sure feel that bond with my veteran

class mates and other veteran’s with our reunion in 2007.  The majority of
my class mates (guys) are veterans of the Viet Nam war.  I think the bond is
that we were all drafted or would have been drafted and we all shared a lot
of  the same experiences and war. The concept of basic training is to break
everyone down and bring them all back equally to the same level.  That in it
self is a strong bond.  Everyone has the same hair cut, clothes, etc.
Everyone marches to the same set of strict rules and then it was off to war.

Basic training for me and
I think for most was probably one of the most unpleasant periods of our
lives.  For eight weeks, there is absolutely no freedom what so ever.
Mentally and Physically, each was pushed to their limits.  In the times of
the daft, for those that flunked basic, they’d be recycled back through
another 8 weeks of training.  That was a very unpleasant feeling hanging
over our heads.  My thoughts in basic were, I didn’t volunteer for any of
this and there was absolutely no way to avoid any this other than for
disserting to Canada. Like everyone else, I knew I had to make the best of
the situation of which I did.  The strict training was necessary training
that enabled soldiers (us) to effectively function in a war zone.  Most of us had

Civilian jobs and productive civilian lives when we were told we would have to

leave to serve in the Military.  Most of us proudly served.  Not having a choice but

to serve greatly increased the bond of the US servicemen.  There is no denying the

fact that I was disappointed when I got my draft notice, but I am honored to have been a part

of those that served enabling all Americans to enjoy the freedoms that we enjoy today.

The old saying, that the military makes men out of boys, is so true. Immature boys, became

men really fast in the military.  Even with some of the relaxed training, The same is

true with today’s military folks.  The Military no longer allows undo harassment

in their training that a lot of us experienced. For those that smoked, one of the

harassments that I remember was, they’d say “light em up” then 10 seconds later

would say “put em out”

Kenny Nerpel and I stood side by side for 8 weeks of basic. With a right face I followed Kenny.

With a lift face he followed me. When they weren’t looking, Kenny liked to round step it

and to my knowledge never got caught.  Had he gotten caught, he would have

been doing a few extra push ups.

Yes, I do remember Henry Hagen, Clarence’s dad. He was a well respected man
of the community.

With your permission, I’d like to post this message of yours.  I think what
you have written would be of interest to most.

Take care,


From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

I want to thank Vickie for sharing her book of Carroll’s Travels with us
all. I am sure he would be proud to know that this many folks now know
what he did. He was never one to brag, so many would never have known
that he was ever involved in anything other than his little farm in the
hills. He told me how privilege worked in the military even back then.
When Carroll was in England preparing for the invasion of Normandy, John
David Eisenhower, the son of Dwight Eisenhower-Supreme Commander of the
Allied forces, was going through the same daily routine as the rest of
the men. Two weeks before the invasion he was suddenly called back to
the U.S. to fill a teaching position at one of the military academies.
When John Eisenhower would narrate a documentary on the war, Carroll
would say, ” He wasn’t even there, he shouldn’t even be talking “!
Carroll said that his unit was first to make several of the ‘breakouts’
into German held territory, but the credit always went to General George
Patton, even though sometimes he was way behind the lines in ‘safe
zones’. Carroll had nothing but praise for the average G.I. who was
thrust into the mess, but many times he almost held contempt for the
higher ranking officers who were making the decisions and predicting how
many men they would lose in trying to advance. He used to say, jokingly,
“The Army doesn’t care if you get killed, but don’t lose your rifle,
heh, heh, heh”! One night he said, “I got to a point where I didn’t care
who died, as long as it wasn’t me–it’s bad when you get to that point”!
As we watched a Kamikaze ( Jap Suicide Pilots) documentary, one of the
now old Japanese pilots said how his plane blew up on the runway and all
the rest of his group of 15 went out and died trying to stop the U.S.
fleet at Okinawa. He said,” It’s sad when you are the only one to
survive out of 15″! Carroll said, “There is one dumb ______”! It was
sure interesting to listen to and watch Carroll’s reactions to the
films! Thanks Gary and Vickie!



Folks, this is the final part of Carroll’s story.  Thank you so much Vickie for sharing these with us.  Even though I did not know Carroll, I feel as though I have gotten to know him, after his passing through these great stories of his life.  He was an interesting guy.


        When Carroll returned to Dunseith his father Peter’s wish,  was to have one of his   son’s take over the  family farm.   Carroll wanted  his brother, Leonard to have the  first opportunity.   Leonard had worked in Alaska during the war. But,  Leonard declined the farm, saying it was not for him.   Carroll assumed the farming duties.
        But first,   Carroll caught a  train to Chinook.    And it was then,  Carroll says,   he then very much  regretted the sale of the  ’36 Chevy  to Henry Miller.  There were no cars, new or used to be purchased.

       He had part of his military pay sent to his savings account throughout the war.  His pay was $64./month of which, the government  withheld  $6.90 a month  for  (life) insurance.  “If you were killed  during the military duty, your parents would receive $10,000.”   Carroll’s savings in the Chinook bank at war end was  $2, 000.        Carroll  went to his bank in Chinook and withdrew his savings.  He also checked to see if his suitcase was still around the hotel in Chinook……….. but it was gone.

        The $2,000.  bought  a new “H” International Tractor w/wide front at Peterson Implement of Bottineau.  The cost was  $1,300.   Carroll converted a horse drill to pull with his tractor. 
        Carroll actively farmed grain and cattle for the next 50 years.   Many times,  we would see him riding the tractor down the road followed by a dog. Carroll retired from the farm and moved into Dunseith.  He continues to keep busy with senior citizens, playing cards, visiting with friends,  and is an avid reader. 

      In the ’70′s Carroll helped out/ worked for Cliff Metcalfe “mixing mud” and they traveled   to work  sites all over Rolette and Bottineau Counties  in Cliff’s new gold  ’70 Chevy.

        In July 2001, Vickie Metcalfe introduced Carroll to (Gary) Mick Morris  of Chinook Montana,  Mick  is the son of  Beatrice Druniak.  Mick  came to Dunseith on  a quest of his own.    Carroll  visited with Mick and Vickie about his  journey to Montana in 1937 with his friend Archie Metcalfe.  And  told of his adventures on the Miller Ranch,Chinook and the Bears Paw.
        In August 2002, Carroll and Vickie took a road trip to Chinook to visit MIck and his wife,  Betty.  Traveling west across Bottineau County,  Carroll  showed me (Vickie) the  various places Cliff and he worked in the seventies.  When  stopped at the Fort Peck Dam in Montana,  Carroll gave the specs off  the top of his head.   While in Chinook and in the Bears Paw,   Carroll continued to fill in and provide stories of another time and place. …A Rich Oral History.   I believe, from Carroll’s oral history, I learned more about prior WWII and WWII on the German Front  than I  ever knew from a history book.  

        I told Carroll I like  stories and   “I  gotta  write  his down to be remembered”
      So here it is.   Thanks Carroll.      

        Your friend, Vickie Metcalfe , Dec. 2002

Carroll continues to remember and tell  his story.  Maybe sometime he’ll tell you, “the rest of his story.”

the end. note from Vickie, SEPTEMBER,2008  TO YOU FOLKS READING  this  ie CARROLL’S STORY, ON GARY’S BLOG…. I SENT STORY THIS THE WAY I WROTE IT FOR CARROLL.  He was a very active participant in the writing, Oft times he was modest.  But he did enjoy sharing the fruits of our labours with friends and family the final draft. And he did tell folks who were interested in listening….the rest of his story.

                              Dunseith High School Class of 1941

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Casavant Zeiler Lorna Haaland Nursing Home 1025 3rd Ave SE Rugby, ND 58368 (701) 776-5416 Daughter Sandramsvandal@mycitescape.com
2 Christianson Kenneth Died June 25, 1972 Deceased
3 Hagen Raymond 3206 S Everett Pl Kennewick, WA 99337 (509) 582-7468 No email address
4 Horsman Dion Orissa 14218 73rd Ave NE, Apt B102 Bothell, WA 98011 (425) 821-7306 chasdion@yahoo.com
5 Landsverk Oswald Born April 25, 1923    –    Died November 2, 1999 Deceased
6 Medlang Wozniak Thelma Born November 13, 1923    –    Died July 15, 1998 Deceased
7 Nelson Irene Irene’s brother Rollie said she died about 10 years ago Deceased
8 Nelson John 3122 Fourth St SW Minot, ND 58701 (701) 837-8988 His son Jeff’s address/phone – John resides in Manor Care in Minot
9 Peltier Pigeon Natalie 406 SW Burgess St Grants Pass, OR 97526 (541) 956-1707 No email address
10 Williams Steeves Neva Born September 5, 1922    –    Died Decmeber 5, 2001

9/19/2008 (227)

 Subject: (227) Dunseith Alumni.
Georgette & Antoinette Bedard:

To all of you Bedard’s and others.  In trying to locate Antoinette Bedard from the class of 1938, I called Margaret Bedard Strong (62).  She referred me to Gayl Bedard Lamoureux (56). Gayl then referred me Georgette, Antoinette’s older sister. I called Georgette and what a young whipper snapper she is at the age of 90.  She is a very bright, intelligent and well spoken lady.  She sounded as though she was 50 years younger than her actual age.  He mind is sharper than a tack. She is a history buff.  She just got back from a Mediterranean 12 day cruise.  She took several shore excursions to take in the history of the bible that she knows so well. She remembers her days in Dunseith well.  She said she has told everyone with her age, “If they want to ask me questions or find out any history of my days, they better ask me now.”  What a great since of humor.  She said she has email, but prefers correspondence by regular mail or telephone.  I have pasted her address and phone number below. If you call her, be prepared for a very interesting and intellect conversation. She is one sharp friendly lady. I enjoyed my visits with Margaret & Gayl.  They are such friendly folks.

Georgette went through her Junior year at Dunseith. She finished high school at another school. I’m embarrassed to say, but I forgot where. She graduated in 1937.

Antoinette Bedard Serumgard is in a nursing home in Lexington, KY.  Georgette told me Antoinette is suffering from advance stages of Alzheimer’s.


Bedard Nader Georgette 41130 Fox Run, Apt 110 Novi, MI 48377 (248) 960-7565 No email address

From Ivy Eller Robert (74): 

Hi Gary,

I just got back two hours ago from North Dakota. I was there from Sept 6th til yesterday (Sept 17th). I was there for my son Jonathan’s wedding and to help my sister Julie Dahl with some business. I wanted to go see Mel Kuhn in St. John, but just had too many ‘irons in the fire’. I was only in the Bottineau/Dunseith/Rolla area for a few of those days, the rest of the time I was in Wahpeton for the wedding.
I did, however, manage to convince Julie to ride with me to Dunseith on Sunday the 7th around noon to share with me a “Jumbo Deluxe” at Dale’s Cafe.
WOW! Did I get a lot of LOOKS from some of the towns people. Some may have recognized me or Julie, but were not sure, no one come over and say HI! Most of the faces looked familiar, but I haven’t lived in Dunseith or the area, in 32 years so I wasn’t too sure who they were either! Julie couldn’t remember names. We do know that one group was Terry Halverson with friends & family. We also got to see our nephew Carl Eller. He is our oldest half-brother, Herman’s son. Carl’s Mom is Ester Poitra Eller. (She is the person that I was told a few years back, had passed away) It was great to visit with him & his wife. They had losted their son, not too long ago, in a car accident. And also, his wife is battling cancer as well! I have nothing but lots of prayers for them.
After we finished our “Jumbo”, we took a ride around Dunseith, just to see how much it had changed. We were trying to remember who lived where and who lives there now, what houses are still there and what houses are gone! It was quite a trip down ‘memory lane’!
On my way there, I stopped in Missoula, Montana and visited with Sharon Longie Dana. I meet her husband & girls. It was great to see her after 32 years. We had a great visit. I also got to see Vicky & Cindy Metcalf, they were at the Pizza Inn in Bottineau, where Julie & I had stopped to eat. We had a brief visit with them. A day or so earlier, we had met Vicky at the grocery store & she told us Bill Grimme, Dick Johnson, Mel Kuhn and others were going to be at the musiem at Jt. John that night. I just had too many other things to take care of and could not make it.
OH, I also got to see Carol, Darla, Dianne, Russell, & Dorothy Robert at the wedding. They are all doing fine. Glad to report, my son & his new bride had a very, very nice wedding & reception…….it was awesome!
Ivy Robert

From Jean Eurich Roland (80):

I don’t believe I responded to you after my original request to be added to your e-communications.  I’m the youngest of Dave and Winifred (Pritchard) Eurich’s children.  Although I don’t remember you I do remember your parents very vividly…your Dad always had a story!  We visited them at least once a year, generally around Memorial Day when we would go to the cemetery near their home to set out flowers for Mom’s family. We visited Robert and Dorothy’s a few times a year and once and a while would run into your parents there as well.
I look forward to continuing to receive your communications…thanks so much for taking the time and effort to pull this together.  It’s renewed many friendships (and spiced-up conversations!) in the Turtle Mountains and beyond!



Jean’s Reply to Gary:

I was born in 1962 and would have graduated from DHS in 1980; but, at the end of my junior year, needing only 1 credit to fulfill my graduation requirements, I opted to finish high school via correspondence from the Division of Independent Study in Fargo ND and dually enrolled in the fall semester at Jamestown College.  I graduated with a bachelors in nursing in 1983.

Re: Mom’s graduating class, I don’t recognize the names of the two former classmates you’re unable to locate. To update the table you provided below, our Mom now resides at St. Andrew’s Hospital Long Term Care Unit in Bottineau.  She’s 89 and has been gradually failing for several months.  My sister Sharon and her husband, Jim Hanson,  own the family farm on Old Hwy 5 west of  Dunseith.

Our family dynamics have changed significantly over the last 1 1/2 years.  Did you know that Norman passed away in May 2007?  Then, of course, we lost Kevin (Hanson) and Ann Pritchard (Floyd’s wife).  Floyd was raised by my parents (with my older siblings) – we affectionately refer to him as our brother, and vice versa.  He is actually the son of Lincoln William Pritchard, one of Mom’s bothers.

Mom spoke of Luella several times but it wasn’t until I heard from you that I knew she was your mother’s sister.

– Jean

From Cecile Gouin Craig (61): 

Hope you and your wife are well. I have enjoyed the photo’s of the both of

you, and of others. It’s nice to put a face with all the stories. I haven’t
received an E-mail in a long time, The last I believe was 196 197 and 200.
Our son and daughter-in-law, Mike and Anja Longie left today, back to
Brussells, Belgium. Now it will be back to normal around here for a while.
Sure is quiet here, even the cats are wandering around. Our house has the
new shingles on the roof, new siding, and a couple other odds and ends. We
were extremely lucky when the tornado hit our little town (May 22). Go to
Winsor Co. tornado click on vidio’s. Will close for now, thanks again for
all you do. Cecile

Cecile, I have switched you to my hotmail distribution list. Hopefully that will solve the problem. Gary

From Bonnie Awalt Houle (56): 

Dear Gary,

We can never thank you enough for all you do to keep all the North Dakotans connected.  What a wonderful rich history we all have.

I am going to take us back a couple of generations to the time of my Grandmother, Myrtle Anderson.

Grandma and Grandpa Anderson traveled from Missouri to North Dakota by wagon.  The first summer they made it as far as Leeds, North Dakota before winter hit.  They spent that winter in Leeds.  Grandma Anderson made money sewing.  This helped them get by.  She sewed a wedding dress for one person and when spring came and Grandma and Grandpa were getting ready to move on, the people came and begged them to stay because they did not have a dressmaker in the community.  Staying on was not a consideration since Clint and Hattie Anderson, and some of the Bailey’s were already in the Turtle Mountains and were waiting for them.

One of the first summer’s in the hills Grandma was visited by three young Indian men on their paint ponies.  They couldn’t understand Grandma.  Grandma couldn’t understand them.  But Grandma kept talking! (Grandma was known for her ability to talk, she could talk the hind-leg off a mule.)  Grandma finally decided that they were men and like any man if they couldn’t understand talking they would understand food.  She had fresh baked bread, so she went in and brought out a loaf of bread and broke it into three pieces and gave it to them.  They took the bread, nodded to her and rode off.

During the early 1900′s a flu epidemic hit the area.  Everyone came down with except for Grandpa Anderson.  He took care of his chores and the chores of the neighbors until they recovered.  One evening Grandpa looked out across the meadow and saw a man walking across the field.  He was quite far off at first but as he came closer they could see that he was carrying a bundle.  When he knocked and Grandpa opened the door a Native American man walked in and sat the bundle in the middle of the parlor floor.  When the blankets fell away a beautiful Indian baby appeared.  The man explained that his wife had died that day from the flu and he wanted to know if Grandma and Grandpa could watch the baby for him.  Grandma and Grandpa kept the little girl for seven years.  Her Dad would come around periodically to check on her and when she turned seven he came and took her, sending her to the Indian School in South Dakota.  The girl returned to the Belcourt area as an adult, she married and raised her family there.  She kept in touch with Grandma and when she was diagnosed with cancer, Grandma went over to be with her.

When Grandma was 80 she decided to join the 2×2 religion.  (There is another name for this faith but I don’t remember what it was, It was called 2×2 because the ministers traveled in pairs.)  This faith believed in baptism by compete submersion.  They took the people up to Ann Lake in the Turtle Mountains for the baptisms.  Grandma was a little concerned about getting her clothes wet and would the others be able to see through her wet clothing.  The morning of the baptism she dressed very carefully, after her bloomers, stockings, and undershirt she added a slip, and underskirt, a skirt, a dress, a bibbed apron and a long coatdress.  When they dunked her, the wet clothes weighed more than Grandma did.  When she returned home Our Mother told us to go over and hand Grandma’s wet clothing out on the line to dry.  The wet clothes took up two full lines!

For years my Dad, John Awalt, tried to talk Grandma out of her old wood cook stove.  He tried to get her to allow him to modernize her home, he wanted to add running water and a gas cook stove, plus a modern heating system.  He started out with the heating system but it didn’t last.  She woke him in the middle of the night to tell him she couldn’t sleep for worrying about a fire starting from that new fangled contraption he’d stuck in her house!  He tried to out last her, hoping she would get used to it but she won out and he removed it and didn’t bother her any longer about improvements to her home.

Bonnie Awalt Houle (56)

Voice Over Internet Protocol (VOIP) telephones:

I promised to answer Blanche Wicks Schley (42) question with today’s blog. Others have asked about this too, so I have decided to include my reply for all to see.

There are various types of VOIP phone set ups available out there. Some, like SKYPE are free.  By down loading their software, with a microphone and head phones connected to your computer,  you can make free calls to all 50 states and also to other countries.

The set up I have is independent of my computer. My VOIP system is plugged into my DSL modem along with the 2 other computers that we have.  With this system I can use a regular phone.

Here is how it works. I obtained a small converter box from a VOIP provider out of new York. I plugged this box into my DSL modem. I connected a regular phone with regular phone jacks to this small converter box.  That’s basically all there is to the setup. When I ordered the converter box, I was asked which city I’d like my phone number to be with.  I chose Bremerton, Washington. I now have a VOIP phone with a local Bremerton, Washington phone number that can be used anywhere in the world.  I can take this little VOIP box with me anywhere in the world and when Plugged into any DSL or high-speed internet system, it knows it’s me and I can make and receive calls the same as I do from home. With my little VOIP box, from anywhere in the world, I can make unlimited toll free calls to all 50 states and Canada.  Calls to other foreign country’s are very reasonable too. Calls to Japan cost 4 cents per minute. My provider has programmed this little box with my number and info, enabling me to use it over the internet.  My cost for the plan I chose is $29,99 per month, however there are plans out there that offer pretty much the same service I have for less the $20.00 per month.

There are many VOIP providers out there.  I have attached a WEB site listing 77 VOIP providers. My provider is IConnectHere.  They no longer offer unlimited toll free calling to new members.  They charge a fee for use instead with a reduced monthly charge.  If I was going to recommend a provider, I would recommend Vonage.  They are currently offering unlimited long distant calling to the US, Canada & Puerto Rico for $24.99/month. I have pasted their offer below.  The reason I would recommend Vonage is because friends of ours from Bremerton have been with them for more than 4 years and have been very satisfied with their service.  They dropped their local phone service and switched to VOIP using Vonage, keeping their existing phone number back in Bremerton.  When they came to the PI (Cebu), for a 3 year mission with their church, they brought their little Vonage VOIP box with them. They hooked it up to their DSL modem here in Cebu and started making and receiving phone calls the same as they were back in Bremerton.  Some of their friends that did not know they were in the PI, would call them, thinking they were in Bremerton and were totally shock to realize they had called the Philippines.

With this set up, the only addition piece of hardware you will probably have to purchase is a switch for a cost of about $10 or so.  The switch is a plug board that enables you to plug both your computer and VOIP phone into your modem.  You plug your modem into the switch.  You then plug your other devices into the switch.  The set up is very simple.  The trend now for a lot of folks is to switch from their local phone service to VOIP, keeping their same number.  The long distance phone companies are feeling the pinch with VOIP.

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After being discharged,Carroll rode the train  to Rugby, North Dakota.   Arriving   in the evening, Carroll looked around for a familiar face  to give him a ride to Dunseith.  After walking around he found that  Lee Smith was in Rugby.  Lee bought a pint of whiskey at a local Rugby bar  and gave Carroll  a ride to Dunseith.   Arriving in Dunseith, Carroll went to find his sister, Melba.  Melba and her husband  was running a restaurant.    Melba had served stateside as a WAC throughout  the War and her husband  served in the Air Force.  When discharged from duty they had returned to Dunseith  and opened a restaurant.

It was a busy night in Dunseith.  Melba was not in town.  And  there were no rooms to be rented at the  Dakotah  Hotel, which was owned by Lee Smith.   So,  Carroll spent the night on a davenport  in the lobby of  the Dakotah Hotel.   The next morning,  he went back to Melba’s restaurant for  breakfast .  “Melba  was back and after breakfast took me home in a taxi.”  Carroll hadn’t been back to the home farm since spring of 1938.

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 13 tomorrow:
Folks, starting today, for the interest of all, I will be posting one class list each day. I will start with the 40′s classes.  When I’m finished with the 40′s, I will go back and pick up the 30′s.  By that time I should have the 30′s pretty much complete.  I will then continue with the 50′s, 60′s & 70′s. Gary

                                   Dunseith High School Class of1940

  Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Bahl Kabanuck Lucina 34701 16th St SW Max, ND 58759-9502 (701) 679-2629 Son’s number Lucina has Alzheimer’s and does not know anyone.
2 Hagen Hogue Lorraine Born September 6, 1923    –    Died February 1976 Deceased
3 Johnson Robert 1055 Rocky Springs Rd Frederick, MD 21702 (301) 662-2367 No email address
4 Knox Earl Dorothy Born June 12, 1922    –    Died July 10, 2004 Deceased
5 Linde Percy Born November 1, 1922    –    Died January 1980
6 Maginel Jentry Georgeina 13576 Bisquet Ridge Ln Bow, WA 98232-8252 Note: Geroginina is in a nursing home. This is her son Kendall’s adr
7 Mongeon Armand 311 1ST ST NW DUNSEITH, ND  58329 (701) 244-5665 armand@srt.com
8 Myhre Kenneth Born March 18, 1922    –    Died August 5, 1988 Deceased
9 Sanders William Born April 23, 1923    –    Died January 20, 1989 Deceased
10 Tooke Vandal Edna Born in 1921    –    Died in 2008 Deceased

9/18/2008 (226)

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary, Please share with former students/co teachers of Letaine Bolen (Brandt) who was an English Teacher at Dunseith in the 1970′s through early 1980′s.   Letaine was blessed to  receive a kidney in Bismarck a couple weeks ago.  This past Monday, Letaine, was air lifted from Bottineau to Medical Center One in  Bismarck with continuing medical problems.  I was fortunate to be on the same staff  with this wonderful caring professional when she taught in Dunseith and again, as she was here on the Bottineau Staff with Deverde Nicholas and Larry Haugen in the 1990′s . Thank You. Vickie Metcalfe

Vickie L. Metcalfe

From Dale Pritchard (63): 

The Weather Channel has been showing some “before and after” pictures from Galveston and Houston.  One coastal picture showed a very nice looking community and the “after” picture showed it wiped clean with the exception of one old house.  The same thing happened in 2005 at Holly Beach, LA, straight South of here about 60 miles.  Nice big houses “before” and completely gone “after.”  Here’s a dumb idea I heard the other day that won’t go anywhere.  If a hurricane feeds off of warm water, it stands to reason that if the water could be cooled off it would stop a hurricane.  Airdrop several million tons of ice into the Gulf ahead of a storm!  Not practical and too costly!


Question from Blanche Wicks Schley (42): 

I am intrigued by this magic jack that you are using on your computer.  Where can one find out about this and how much does it cost each month for this service?

Thanks for this information…the only thing I could find on the cost, etc. was a deal about free trial for a month.   Is this a good idea to do this??

Blanche Wicks Schley

Blanche, I think you are probably referring to the “Voice Over Internet Protocol” (VOIP) that I use to call the states and Canada toll free.  Others have asked me about this too.  With tomorrows message I will explain the set up and provide the WEB site listing 90 or so VOIP providers.  Gary

From Dick Johnson (70): 

Gary and Friends,

In reading Vickie’s account of Carroll’s Traveling Years, I see he was

in Pilsen, Czechoslovakia on V-E day. Earlier I had written he was in
Pilsen, Austria. My mistake–Thanks Vickie. I remember him telling about
the boxcars–40 men or 8 mules per car. He always laughed when he told
that one! He said they were pretty much on their own to find a way back
to the coast and get to a staging area, to board a ship home. Thanks Gary!




The trip back  to the states was on a ship that lasted about a week.   Carroll  said it went up the Hudson River , where the men  then boarded a train heading west to Wisconsin.  Carroll   was  discharged from  active military duty at  Camp McCoy, Wisconsin.


Induction and discharge;
April 13, 1942 inducted into the Army at Missoula, Montana. October 23 1945, discharged at Camp McCoy,  Wisconsin.

Awards and Medals;
Carroll has the European, African, and Middle Eastern Service  Medals,
with seven stars.  And,  awards for taking part in the invasion of Sicily and  Normandy.

Battles and campaigns;
Tunisia, Sicily, Normandy, Ardennes, Northern France, Rhineland and Central Europe.

Carroll served in the B Battery 4th gun Section all through the war, as the number 1 man and assistant gunner.
Distinguished Unit Citation for taking part in the June 6, 1944 invasion, Omaha Beach.
Carroll was overseas three years, 424 days of combat time.

        The Bn. fired 131686 rounds of 105 mm. ammunition in combat.

(Carroll is a proud American Veteran of  a Foreign War. He is patriotic and served his country to the best of his abilities. He  has fond memories of his friends he served with.   But he will also tell  you that war is not glorious. vm)

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 12 tomorrow:

William Allard’s Obituary provided by Neola Kokoid Garbe:  

Folks, I know a lot of you knew William Allard and a lot of you are related to him as well.  Gary

          William AllardAllard, Willard 2062

9/17/2008 (225)

From Susan Malaterre Johnson (69):
Note: Susan lives in Alvarado, TX

Hi ‘Ya all.  Dale pretty much described our last few weeks.  I’m a vol. driver with the Red Cross, the only female in the transportation div.  Even as far north as Ft. Worth, we had some squalls.  I’m the driver in charge of setting up the shelters.  That would not be so bad but with out the extra volunteers we have to load and un load our trucks.  I was lucky for a few times when I was given an asst. that was a young guy.  He could help.  So many times I had an elderly person or a lady who could not help unload.  I do not expect to have a lot of shelters close soon.  The children are already thinking of enrolling up here. When I was recruited I expected to help with the office, as the ladies were.  They needed drivers, and what do you know.  That’s me!  3 of us could handle a big truck and two of them were guys.  I feel very honored.  The work is hard but so rewarding.  Susan Johnson

Request from Dave Wurgler (64): 

To whom it may concern:  This e-mail is asking you not  to send any e-mails to my address starting Sept. 18th to Oct. 7th as Char and I will be leaving for California on our long awaited vacation.  Thanks, Dave and Char.      (RE GARY STOKES)  Gary I enjoy very much reading all the e-mails from your blog, very interesting and maybe one of these days I can put in some input. Maybe you should pressure some of the class of “64″ for input then maybe we could get some history of our class going on this site.  If you want to hold the e-mails until the 7th of Oct and then send if you can that would be fine. Thanks Gary. Dave “64″

Email address change from Bill Gimme (65): 

Sorry for the inconvenience, but, can you please change my email address in your address books to  Thanks.


From Shirley Olson Warcup: 


Thanks for the e-mails!  I look forward to them every day.  Reading Bobby Slyter’s account about the officer accompanying the body of a soldier killed in Iraq is an experience one of our grandsons had many times.  Chris served in the Marines for 4 years–he was a member of a color guard unit that served at Arlington .  He was also the flag bearer at Pres. Reagan’s funeral–again as part of  the color guard unit.  He said he also met many planes returning from Iraq with the bodies of soldiers killed there.  He would then accompany the body to its final destination.

It was a very sad and sobering experience.  As more men were needed in the middle east, his unit went through some additional training and were then sent  over there.  They were housed on a ship in the Mediterranean.  They were designated as a Rapid response team (there’s another name for this but I can’t remember it).  Wherever fighting broke out-Africa, Iraq etc. they would be sent there.  They helped to evacuate civilians from some areas but were not involved in any actual combat.  He’s  now back in the states–he’s an engineering student at the Univ. of Utah—he is married and has two children.  We just spent a week in Provo, Utah–5 of our 10 grandchildren are presently students at BYU, Chris (ex-marine) is taking classes as U of U but lives in Provo–his wife is finishing her degree there. Two of the 5 graduated but are working on Masters degrees there. The others are undergrads.  Three of our 10 graduated from BYU a few years ago–one of them is still in school, however.  He’s now in dental school in Ohio.  And we still have one who is in junior high school.  That’s probably more than you wanted/needed to know!!

Right now Ron is getting his old cars (1929 Phaeton, 1929 cloth top pickup) ready for another parade.  They want to use the Phaeton, with the top down, to carry the dignitaries.  Ron will drive that car–he wants me to drive the pick-up.   We’re going to go out and practice but I’m doing this under protest.  These are primarily North Dakota cars–Dick located the old cars and then various parts as needed–Ron has had a great time rebuilding them.  I’m sure he would like to start another one but at 80 years old I think he may have decided it’s not a good idea.

Ivins , Utah is right next door to St. George–if any of you come through on I-15 we’d love to see you.  We’re in the phone book.  About a year ago Clifford and Joy Johnson stopped–we had a great visit with them.

Once again, Gary,  thanks for all the time you spend keeping us connected.

Shirley Olson Warcup

Sybil Johnson’s Reply to Bobby Slyter (70): 

Bobby, I have been wearing red on Fridays for the past 2 yrs, since a friend

of mine in Minot sent me an email, to do so. It would be nice to see all of
this wonderful country, to do the same thing.
Gary, I enjoyed the predictions. They were fun to read. I remember some of
them, from being married to Augie. Its been quite awhile, since Ive been to
Dunsieth and cant believe the changes that you mentioned. I remember Dale’s
very much.
Sybil Johnson

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Another story that Carroll Carlson told me was about how they spent time

between battles. He said they usually fired their 105 mm guns from a
long way behind the actual front line. They would line up several
tracked howitzers ( Priests ) and fire over the infantry into the German
lines. Then they would advance and line up again for their next orders
to fire. He said sometimes they waited for quite a while before they got
orders to fire again. They spent time playing cards and telling stories
and goofing off to pass the time. The commander of their outfit told
them to stay behind the guns for protection, but one day it was cold and
dark behind the ‘Priest’ and the sun was warm out in front, so they were
sitting in front of the gun, in the sun and out of the cold wind,
playing cards. Carroll said out of nowhere came a German 88mm explosive
shell and landed right beside them–and didn’t explode, just blew sand
and dirt on them! He said they never sat in front of the gun again,
ever!! The German 88mm was able to shoot clear through our Sherman tanks
and had the shell exploded, they would all have died instantly!

Carroll’s unit was in North Africa at the same time the unit that
Clarence Hagan was assigned to, was there. Carroll’s outfit had to pull
off the road so the Clarence’s group could pass. Neither of them knew
the other was there–they graduated together from DHS in 1934, and were
within 10 feet of each other, several thousand miles from home–and
didn’t know it! I don’t remember which one figured it out–I think it
was Clarence–and was given permission to go back, but Carroll was
already gone! I know Art Hagan, Clarence’s son, gets these messages each
day so maybe he can find out exactly who did what and let us know.
Thanks Gary!


Dick,  Speaking of Clarence Hagen, I should know in a week or so, after  I’m finished putting the 30′s classes together, But I think Clarence may be the oldest living to have graduated from Dunseith High School.  Clarence will be 94 in October or November this year.  He was born in 1914, one year ahead of my dad. He and Mary Ann are currently living in Bottineau.  Gary



When the war ended,  Carroll’s Battalion  was  in   Czechoslovakia.  “The Czechs were very happy! The people were in the streets dancing in colorful costumes.”
The Battalion found a  the Pilson brewery.  Carroll’s Unit drove up to the brewery and left the Howitzer there and spent the day , drinking beer!   (The beer was a light beer as it  could not be made stronger  at the time.)

That evening, in September 1945, the men  left the brewery.  Leaving  the big  gun behind,  still parked by the brewery, the men boarded a train.  Carroll says,  “I spent three years  on, M-7 105 mm self propelled Howitzer.”  “I rode about 5,000 miles on one of these”, “It was my home away from home.”     “On the train, the men were riding in boxcars, 40:8,  Carroll  with a laugh defines 40:8 as,   “There was room for  about  forty men or  eight mules.”    “The  boxcars were cold and not comfortable.  It had probably seen better days prior WWI . ”  The train traveled across Europe to  the coast of France.  The train arrived in LeHavre, France the next day about 10:30 a.m.   The men  waited for a ship for about a week, and boarded the first of October  in 1945.

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 11 tomorrow:

9/16/2008 (224)

From Dale Pritchard (63):

Two hurricanes in two weeks?  Sep 2nd and 13th.  I hope that was my share for
the next several years!  Ike started on shore at Galveston about 11:00 PM
Friday night.  It was still to the Southwest of us on Saturday morning but
kicking up pretty good.  It got progressively worse until late afternoon
Saturday before it started tapering off.  At one point, there was some pretty
severe metal banging up on the roof.  The flashing between the house and patio
roof was coming up and getting ready to go.  When we got a break in the wind
and rain I went up on the roof and started nailing it back down.  I had no
more than gotten up there when the wind and rain came again with a vengeance.
It took about 30 seconds to get thoroughly soaked while holding the flashing
down and holding on to my nail bucket and hammering at the same time.  What I
especially didn’t like was the feeling that the wind was trying to pick me up
too even though I was pretty much on hands and knees.  But I was successful.
Given another few minutes, the flashing would have gone over the house and
probably connected with my car and pickup.  The only damage was the flashing
and several shingles missing again.  I guess when you live someplace by choice
you make a deal with Mother Nature to accept whatever she has to give.  You
don’t necessarily have to like it!  You could have the West Coast earthquakes,
Tornadoes in Tornado Alley, Nor’Easters and hurricanes on the East Coast,
hurricanes in the South, or the Northern snowstorms in between.  Everyplace
has something unpleasant to offer.

To Keith Pladson:  It was good to hear from you.  Your mother gave me your
address and phone number a few years ago and I still have them but haven’t
used them.  Someday maybe.  My daughter and her husband live if Fairfax, VA
now so it’s likely I’ll be sort of in your area sometime.  I spent ’69′ and
’70′ at Langley AFB at Hampton, VA and drove through your area several times.
Very nice area!


Diane Larson Sjol’s (70) reply to Dick Johnson (68): 


You have a way with words.  I enjoy reading your colorful
stories…you should seriously think of writing a book.
Diane Sjol

From Paula Fassett Pfuhl (71):

Hi Gary – and all….

’ve corresponded with Diane (Larson) a few times over the last few days regarding her participation in the Susan B. Komen Walk for The Cure event this weekend.  I was hoping it started downtown Minneapolis so I could sneak away from work and watch the start of it; however, that’s not the case.  If there are any of your readers who live in the Twin City area and would like to be a spectator, here is a website that you can use to find out more information about the walk.


Scroll down a bit to get to the article regarding the walk.  It starts at the MN State Fairgrounds on Sat and ends at the State Capitol in St. Paul on Sunday.  There is a link in this article that has info regarding ‘spectator stations’.

Go Diane!!!!!


From Bobby Slyter(70): 

To Vickie Hiatt La Fontaine: Oh yes the sugar cookies who can forget those that aunt Margie made mmmmmmmm  good, and I always loved the smell of uncle Bills pipe such wonderful memories and just a great couple, us kids where very lucky to have them in our lives



Life On the Front

When up around the front, Carroll lived on stew or beans, (sea rations)  “had to eat to live.”   There were one hundred men in a battery. We were separate and  had our own cooks. When the cooks got up to the front , we’d line up trying to be first.  Carroll recalls  a time back in Sicily,  a guy he knew, Greene, wasn’t known for being  real  careful.  Carroll told him once,  he needed to stop his stunts.  One  day in the chow line Greene and  another guy were tossing a  live grenade back and forth,  The grenade exploded in Greens midsection  and Greene was killed.  The “grave registration detail moved in and picked up the body”. Carroll said the men continued through the chow line  and  ate.   The other guy tossing the grenade with Greene  had to talk to the officers.

Tanks, men, and war rolled on.

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 10 tomorrow:

From Bobby Slyter(70): 

Gary: Would you please pass this on to all of your readers I believe this is important.

Bobby, With the patriotism our folks have to those in the armed forces, I will gladly post this.  Gary

A 9/11 anniversary reminder

If the red shirt thing is new to you, read below how it went for a man…

Last week, while traveling to Chicago on  business, I noticed a Marine sergeant traveling with a folded flag, but did  not put two and two together.  After we boarded our flight, I turned to the sergeant, who’d been invited to sit in First Class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home. No, he responded. Heading out I asked? No. I’m escorting a soldier home. Going to pick him up? No. He is with me right now. He was killed in Iraq , I’m taking him home to his family.  The realization of what he had been asked to do hit me like a punch to the gut. It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn’t know the soldier, he had delivered the news of his passing to the soldier’s family and felt as if he knew them after many conversations in so few days. I turned back to him, extended my hand, and said, Thank you. Thank you for doing what you do so my family and I can do what we do.  Upon landing in  Chicago, the pilot  stopped short of the gate and made the following announcement over the intercom. ‘Ladies!  and gentlemen, I would like to note  that we have had the honor of having Sergeant Steeley of the United States  Marine Corps join us on this flight. He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that you please remain in  your seats when we open the forward door to allow Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow soldier. We will then turn off the seat belt sign.’ Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the sergeant saluting the casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that I am proud to be an American.  So here’s a public Thank You to our military Men and Women for what you do so we can live the way we do. Red Fridays. Very soon,you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the ‘silent majority.’ We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized, boisterous or overbearing. Many Americans, like you, me and all our  friends, simply want to recognize that the vast majority of American’s supports our troops. Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday — and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that .. every red-blooded American who supports our men and women afar, will wear something red.   By word of mouth, press, TV — let’s make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football   game in the bleachers. If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, coworkers , friends, and family, it will not be long before the USA is covered in  RED  and it will let our troops know the once ‘silent’ majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.   The first thing a soldier says when asked ‘What can we do to make things better for you?’ is ‘We need your support and your prayers.’ Let’s get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example, and wear something red every Friday.

Folks, I thought I’d share this class of 65 prophecy.  This is some really interesting stuff with predictions of what our class members would be doing years down the road form 1965.  I’m not sure who in our class dreamed all these predictions up, but they are most interesting, especially now, 43 years later.  Gary



(Retyped from original supplied by Carol Jasper-Ross)

As we look into our crystal ball we can vaguely see the future of the members of the Class of ’65.  As the picture becomes more vivid we see Bill Grimme as the head of Grimme and Son’s Torpedo Plant.  Even though he is gray and wrinkled with age he still manages to fill his chair.

Under a spreading oak tree we find Alan Boguslawski busily composing his tenth symphony, which we hope will be played in La Scala like his other nine.

It is now 1975 and we see Ernie Gottbreht and his beautiful bride, Dana, as he carries her across the threshold of the forty room mansion which has just been completed by E. J. Gottbreht, Inc.

It is now 1980 and it appears that when Patty Boguslawski got her marriage license she also received a boss’s license to run Dale’s, the name of which has been changed to “Patty’s Palace”.  The place has grown considerably for no longer is the café existing but a 17 room steak house has been erected in its place and Patty can be seen on hands and knees scrubbing floors daily.

It is 1975 and we see Helen Vogels still riding the surf but as we get a better view we see ten little surfers coming behind her; she must have found her seven foot dream man.

It seems that Eli Whitney has finally run into great competition in keeping his name in the history books as Gary Stokes has recently invented a hydro-electric manure spreader.  The profits from his invention will be used to finance his growing family.

It’s 1979 and Jean Abrahamson has finally completed her business course in Minot and has accepted a job at the Security State Bank as head cashier, but the income must not be too stupendous as she still carries her egg crates across the street each morning to the Red Owl Agency.

John Bedard has taken over his father’s business, but apparently he is still girl shy as he is the one and only eligible bachelor, although his lady butler is still working on him.

Dunseith has finally been blessed with its own live entertainment which the public can enjoy every Saturday night in the parking lot behind Hosmer’s Store featuring Carol Jasper singing the latest “Hillbilly Hits”.  She is trying hard to be a success and all contributions are appreciated.

It is a happy day for Gladys Roussin as she runs across the Dunseith Airport to meet her fiancée who has just returned from 18 years of loyal service in the United States Air Force.

We find Esther Murray behind bars at the “State Pen”. She has just been convicted for bigamy since she couldn’t choose between her many loves.  They are all still very faithful as they all come to visit her regularly.

Kenny has finally been hired as chief flower picker by his father-in-law, Mr. Vogels, although Mary is of great help when she can distinguish between the roses and the red headed kids.

Peter Gillis is still driving the streets of the city.  His younger days must have influenced his present occupation for he is now Chief of Police of the booming metropolis of Dunseith.

Cecile is still trying to get to Rome but due to financial problems she has to construct a raft to hold her and sixteen kids.  She is a sad gal since Morgan’s Lumber Company won’t permit her husband to leave town until he pays for his lumber.

The biggest success of the Class of ’65 is none other than Barbara Kalk who has been in Hollywood for a number of years now.  Last year she won an Oscar for the fastest curtain puller.

Word has just been received by us that Allen Richard has just turned down a proposal for the 50th time.  He is still waiting for Juliet to make her appearance.  Good luck Allen.

It’s 1998 and poor John Awalt is once again on crutches due to the fact that his wife Joan accidentally slammed the garage door on his leg as he was pushing his ’55 Chevy into the garage.

Back in a dismal corner of the Post Office we find Susan Fassett sitting in a rocking chair waiting for the mail truck to arrive.  It seems her age has finally crept up on her, but even though the mail is often late her motto is “Better Late than Never”.

It is now the year 1980 and we find the business booming at the Crystal Café since the new proprietors Ginger and Anthony Poitra took over.  They will never be at a loss for waitresses and pearl divers as they are awaiting their eighth girl.

We now see Joe Casavant operating his own dairy farm which consists of one skinny cow and a flock of registered chickens which he claims lay golden eggs.

We see that Angela is a very devoted wife to her disabled veteran who had the misfortune of losing his big toe while cleaning his rifle; but that doesn’t stop him from helping her in her poppy factory.

Ten years from now if you happen to be in the flourishing city of Thorne and are in need of a good taxi cab driver just call on Rene Casavant who got his well rounded cab driver’s education in old DHS.

Margaret Metcalfe is in seventh heaven since she has just taken over her father’s ranch and now her only desire is to get ahold of some good ranch hand who will also make a prospective husband.

After twenty years of hard labor as a grease monkey Henry Hackman has been promoted to assistant manager of Robert’s Service.  Some may say the promotion was due to the fact that he married the boss’s daughter.

It is now 1985 and everyone is closely watching Warren Anderson fight for the Heavyweight Championship of that year.  He is sure to win because of his daily practice on his wife, Carol Pritchard.

We no longer see the smiling face of Joan Salmonson seated in the office of DHS as her place has been filled by Helen Rivard who couldn’t bear to leave the educational atmosphere of school life.

Clifford Henry has just inherited his father’s farm and his main crops are rye and little football players.

This concludes the prophesy of the Class of 1965.

9/15/2008 (223)

From Sandra Zeiler Vandal (62):
Note: Sandra’s parents are Arnold & Lorna (Casavant) Zeiler

Hi Gary,

Had a great ten days with the folks.  We brought them back to ND Fri.   Mom went to Dunseith her Junior & Senior year.

and stayed with the Ole Evans family.  She became good friends with Helen Evans and they remain in touch.  When the folks come to visit, we get together for lunch or coffee.  Rodney Evans, wife Helen (Vandal) & Helen McCrossan were out this past week.  So, it’s a nice family gathering.  Mom enjoyed the time spent with the Evans

family. They had a dairy farm, and helped with that.  Dad met her sometime in those two years, and the rest is history.         Thanks, Sandra

From Vickie Hiatt LaFontaiane (73): 

Good morning all,  I have so enjoyed reading Florence Hiatt Dahls stories of uncle Harry.  I was born 9-30-55 and I remember dad saying that uncle Harry went to my crib and said it won’t be long and I’ll have you laughing.  Well he died 15 days later.  I know by the stories my dad loved him very much.  As far as grandma Margie and all of her baking WHAT ABOUT THE SUGAR COOKIES they were the best with coffee.  As far back as I can remember I would sit on grandpa willies lap and dip those cookies in his coffee.  Of course most of the cookie went in the coffee, so at the end he would drink his cofffee of the top. That is probably why I drink a pot or more of coffee daily.  I also have fond memories of is pipe and of course is dog sheep.  To David Slyter Lets not forget how much grandma margie appreciated Chad and all his hard work,She thought your son was pretty special kid. Vickie Hiatt LaFontaine ” 73″

From Keith Pladson (66): 


Just a general comment.  I am continuously amazed at all of the inter-relatedness of different families in and around Dunseith/the Turtle Mountains.  Without this blog that you have put together, Gary, I would not have known of most of them.  Like you Gary, I have lived away from the Dunseith/Bottineau/Turtle Mountain area all of my adult life.  Unlike you, I have not kept as closely connected to my past as you have yours.  Thus, I keep finding myself going something like “…oh, so that’s the connection…”
Two that effect me personally come to mind.  I now know I am related to Bev Morinville Azure.  I would not have known that without her input on shingles and her reference to “her” cousin Jean Pladson.  Jean is also a cousin to me through her marriage to Duane Pladson (my Dad’s first cousin).  Likewise, I now also know I am related to Vickie Metcalfe.  She mentioned her connection to Sallie Knutson, daughter of Mary and Leroy (Bud) Knutson.  I am a cousin to both Mary (on my Mom’s side) and Bud (on my Dad side).  Facinating stuff.  (I should point out that some of these cousins of mine I refer to are of those “once removed” types, but never-the-less we are related.)

Also, to Dale Pritchard (another cousin), I sure hope hurricane Ike didn’t get you too bad.  Like you, we live in a hurricane prone area here in Virginia.  Fortunately we live several miles in from the coast so have a pretty good buffer zone to protect us from much of the wrath of the storms.  However, when we bought our current home (seventeen years ago) we wanted water front property so we bought a home on Aquia Creek which is a tributary to the Potomac River, which in turn is a tributary to the Cheasapeake Bay.  It is all tidal water so we can be and have been directly effected by the swells associated with hurricanes off the East Coast.  Twice in the past seventeen years we have had hurricanes that came in near the mouth of the Cheasapeake Bay (1996 and 2005) and thus they pushed a lot of water back up through the entire system and we could only watch and wait and hope and pray that the water would stop rising before it got to our house.  We’ve been lucky.  Both times it stopped before reaching our house – though it wouldn’t have taken much more in either case.  Both times the water level did rise about 6 – 7 feet and did flood many other homes in our development that lie lower than ours.  Unfortunately the last one in 2005 [Izzabell (sp?)] knocked out our power for four days.  Fortunately I have a generator and was able to produce enough power to run some lights, refrigerators, etc. for not only ourselves but for the next door neighbors on both side of us as well.  So good luck with Ike, Dale — I know what you face.

P.S.  Thanks again Gary for what you have going here.

Keith, I also share Jean Pladson as a first cousin with the Morinville’s.  Jean’s mother Olga Hanson Haseldahl was my dads sister. Jean’s dad, Bert Hanson, was a brother the the Morinville’s mother, Frances.

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

I sent this candid story of Carroll Carlson to Vickie and she thought it

might be of interest to the rest of the readers. I need to apologize for
a few ‘off color’ words but this was our old buddy and that was how he
told it. Thanks Gary!




I will try to fill the gaps with some of Carroll’s stories. The
story started out that they had traveled for quite a ways one day
and found a house where they decided to rest for the night. Two of
their crew went to the upstairs to sleep. Carroll and another guy
were on the main floor and one or two more were in the basement, One
guy stayed outside to guard the 105 tracked howitzer. These units
were nicknamed ‘Priests’ because the protective shield around the
top resembled a priests collar. They had just gone to sleep when
they heard a low flying plane go over. Then Carroll said he could
hear it coming back and he knew they were about to be shot up or
bombed. He said he ran for the basement door just as the bomb hit
and it blew him into the basement. There was a stone wall down the
center of the house all the way to the roof and the bomb actually
exploded when it hit the top of that wall or he thinks they would
all have been blown to bits! If I remember correctly, Carroll said
that Lewis was hurt and one guy was either killed or had his arm
blown off. It seems to me he said the guy watching the ‘Priest’ was
killed, but I’m not sure on that. The guys upstairs were full of
wood splinters and got Purple Heart medals, but not Carroll. He said
when he landed in the cellar he landed on a sleeping GI and the guy
woke up and started fighting with Carroll for a few seconds until he
realized who it was! Carroll had his little sly laugh when he said,
” The son of a bitch wanted to fight me, heh, heh,heh”! He came over
to our place many times to watch my WWII documentaries. We usually
had him come for supper first and then watch war history. He just
loved it and commented continually about what was right or wrong in
the film. One night I showed a film on Normandy. The narrator said,
“On Omaha Beach there was little opposition and rather flat
terrain”. Carroll sat up on the couch and said, “That dumb bastard
doesn’t know what the hell he is talking about, there was a 100 foot
cliff we had to climb and the Germans were dropping grenades on us
from the top, killing guys on the ropes”! Just a short while later,
the narrator said, “Farther down on Omaha, men were killed by the
hundreds, as they tried desperately  to scale a 90 foot  cliff
directly into a well fortified  German  stronghold”!  Carroll said,
“There  g–d–it’!  He knew the road signs as they passed the camera
and would comment on what happened at most of the places. It was
very interesting to me, as I am interested in history of all kinds
and especially WWII. Carroll gave me a first hand account that was
fantastic. Our WWII vets are leaving us now at a rate of something
like 1500 per day, so these first hand stories will soon be gone!
I’m sure glad Carroll shared as many of them with me as he did. He
was quite a guy!


Folks, I was very absent minded yesterday and totally forgot to include part 8 of Carroll’s Traveling Years by Vickie.  There are 13 parts in all.  Gary



On June  1, 1944. Carroll and his crew boarded a  LCT Landing Craft ..  Batteries One,  Two, and Three were boarded on one landing craft. and Carroll’s Battery Number four,  along with five and six were loaded on another landing craft.    Three tanks, three jeeps and the men rode  across  the English Channel on the LCT’s.

……..They waited.
The LCT’s  traveled the English Channel to the French Coast…….

and waited . ……

Then, they took their role in  D-Day.   The six  batteries fired from the landing crafts over the other ships onto the beach.

The  LCT’s then pulled back….. and waited, “there was dust and smoke and  we couldn’t’ see anything”.   After a time the LCT’s landed.
“The dead, were  laying all over Omaha Beach.’”    “The Medic Section was good. There were  two or three medics assigned to each battery, they did anything they could to help the living.  The dead were left.  No one  bothered the dead.   Another unit, from the back ,  would come up later,  ” a grave registration outfit who would pick  up the dead, identify and bury them.”

While in Normandy, Carroll’s Battery was attached to the 16th infantry of the First . Division.   Carroll’s unit was awarded the Distinguished Unit Citation.

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 9 tomorrow:

Folks, I talked to Patty Boguslawski Gottbreht (65) today and she said, she and a lot of her Allard cousins hiked up to Butte Saint Paul last week.  She said it was a beautiful day and they really had a lot of fun doing it.  She said Carol Allard (65) was home visiting and joined them on the hike.  This is a picture that Kenny Nerpel (65) provided last year.  That is Kenny standing in the picture.  Gary

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From Blanche Wicks Schley (42): 


I am enjoying your daily e-mails.  It certainly is a good way to connect with many people.

I talked to Emerson (Charles) Murry recently and he is living in Bismarck.  He has had an interesting career in law, legislature, National Guard and is now enjoying retirement and his family.

Yesterday morning I chatted with Dorothy Schneider.  She had mentioned that you had contacted her.  As we were talking, Dorothy asked if there was anyway that she could get copies of your e-mail news.  I told her that I could print out the ones that come daily and forward them to her (via snail mail since she does not have a computer).  Is there anyway that you could send her the past ones…and I will forward the ones I have received in the past and future.   Guess even though it has been many years since we all lived in Dunseith,  that is really our roots and we are always interested in news of people and events.  I always like to know what has happened to friends and acquaintances.

I usually log on each morning to check my e-mails and it is always interesting to read yours.

As a result of your e-mails, I had a conversation with Art Rude who was a friend and classmate of my brother, Henry.

Always fun to connect!

Keep up the e-mails, Gary.

Blanche Wicks Schley

Hello Blanche,

It is wonderful to hear from you and hear that you have been able to connect with some folks from the past.  I am so glad that you are enjoying the daily blogs too.  Yes, I had a very nice visit with Dorothy Schneider, also from your class of 42.  She is living in El Sobrante, California.  It is so nice of you to volunteer to send her these daily messages via regular mail.  That is quite an undertaking. A number of our folks have been printing these messages out and mailing them to their parents and others that do not have email. I was talking to one of our alumni a while back and she said that her son takes his computer over to her house and they sit down and go over these daily messages together. She said they normally spend the whole afternoon reviewing these messages.  Since December 26th, with the exception of several days when my internet connection was down, I have sent out a group message every day. That’s about 260 days. I started numbering them on February 2nd. With that volume and multiple pages with each days message, I don’t think I’d be able to print all those out and send to Dorothy.  I really appreciate her interest though. It is with the interest of all you folks with all that you send, that has made this a success.  I’m just the messenger, kind of like the in-between guy. If Dorothy or anyone else is interested, I can set them up with a free hotmail email account. With that account they could view these messages from any computer hooked up to the internet. Most public libraries, schools, etc have computers for public use that they can use.  They can even go to a friends house and use their computer too. There are always folks around to assist them logging on to view their email messages.  All they need to know is there email address and pass word.  I have set several hotmail accounts up for our folks.

I have pasted, below, a picture of the class of 38.  Your brother, Henry Wicks, is standing in the back row to the left. I recognize Henry (Hank) Salmonson standing just in front of Henry in the middle row. Hank is still living on his farm up in my old neck of the woods, in the Ackworth community. Hank lives 2 miles east of the  Ackworth cemetery.  I also recognize Maxine Radley Hiatt in the center of the first row. Her husband Willie recently passed away.  Maxine is currently living at the Oak Manner apartments in Bottineau.

Thank you so much for this reply Blanche.


                            Dunseith High School Class of 1938
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Folks, Of the 30 folks in the class of 1939, there are only four I’m unable to locate.  Please let me know if any of you know anything at all about any of these folks.  Thanks, Gary

Class of 1939

Lois Borland

Doris Damstrom

Irene Danstorm

Joseph Smith

From Lee (Leland) Stickland (64):


Great to hear from YOU in regard to Dad.

I believe he went to the 10th grade?

Dad is 87, is  very lucid, in a NH, barely ambulatory, on constant oxygen, and needs walker at all times.

I go to visit him each day, preferably in the am when there tends to be less congestive heart failure evidences.

The phone number and the address are correct.

He has a great memory, esp of his 27 years on the mail route, days at the Hilltop School, etc.

I am certain that he could drive right to your farm, now; as I  hope I could also.

I am confident that he would be absolutely delighted to contribute in any way to the history of the hills.

I, as all others, look forward to the daily Dunseith recitations.

My e-mail is for the service of/toward communications and is certainly a welcome point of connection.

Thank You, Gary              LEE

From Bill Grimme (65): 


Got home safe and sound. Had a great time visiting ND. Although I didn’t get to see everyone I planned to look up, I was in the company of  ND friends all my waking hours. I really enjoyed the trip to the Rolette County museum. Dick Johnson and Mel Kuhn gave us a first rate tour. It is clear that they, and others, are working very hard on a worthy effort. They are really saving the history of the area. Of course, they have a lot left to do, but I commend them on the job so far. The museum is really a nostalgic place.

Thanks to everyone for the making my visit so enjoyable.


From Florence Hiatt Dahl (50):

Harry I. Hiatt  April 27 1903  – October 15 1955 Ackworth Cemetery

Since were going down memory lane, remember Uncle Harry?  Harry Hiatt.  I was nunber seven of eight children and Don was number eight.  Needless to say that  with that many children we were pretty much on our own.  When we felt lonely or picked on, we would go to Uncle Harrys.  He two children, Pete and Sally.  They always heard us coming and would hide in the  woods.  Boy were we innocents–I don’t remember how old  we were before we realized there was no Pete and Sally.  He always had chocolate cake etc. and of course of course he shared. Thinking back, he would put up with us for a period of time and then would take us home.  What a wonderful person………..

Florence, I remember your Uncle Harry Hiatt well.  I remember him going past our place everyday with his pickup truck on his way down to Willie & Margie’s.  I was 8 years old at the time of his death, but I remember it well. Margie’s Grandson, Jim Hiatt, was with him, at his place, when he died.  Jim would have only been 6 years old.  Harry collapsed and Jim went running to Elwood Fauske, your brother-in-law, who was doing some brushing near by, with the county caterpillar. They believe Harry died of a heart attack.  I remember your nephew, Dwight Lang, telling me he played the taps at Harry’s burial.  Harry was well known for being a very nice gentleman sort of a guy. The Gilje’s and the Myhre’s from Rolette purchased Harry’s farm with his famous Log house. For years and years, they had huge Deer hunting parties, every deer season, at Harry’s Cabin.  Your brother, Howard Hiatt, was well known for his superior hunting skills.  Gary



Arriving  in England in December , Carroll was stationed at  Banbarry until March.  They waited for orders, and continued to train.  They would take part in ten mile marches, once a week keeping in shape.  In January,  the guys were anticipating a  week pass.   The passes drawn  would meant the  guys could go to either  to Liverpool or London.  So many men.   Of course,  everyone, including Carroll wanted to draw  London.     Shorty Moore, Carroll’s friend throughout the war and Carroll  both drew Liverpool.  ” We hit the beer pubs and parlors where the action was playing darts.”   “Many men were on leave,  the pubs would serve a ration of  so much scotch whiskey each night.   Then it was back to beer. ”  ” The whole country was sealed up with men.”(Carroll maintained contact with Shorty after the war,   Shorty passed away a few years ago from injuries sustained in an auto accident.)

While in Banbarry the Battalion stayed on an estate.  The men stayed  in little round huts, with a stove and sleeping on cots.  The fare was “army food”, which was  lots  dehydrated food, and lots of spam, once in a while they would get fresh eggs on a Sunday, but  never bread.   (Carroll says the sailors ate better, and whenever he was on a ship,  the last meal before landing was always real good,….the sailors got bread!”).  The middle of  March came and they received orders to move to  a location closer to the ocean.
Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 8 tomorrow:

Provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

                                    Tuesday August 12, 2008
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9/12/2008 (220)

Thelma Medlang from the class of 1941 (deceased):

Folks, Many of you are doing research trying to find Thelma Medlang’s (41) married name.  We knew Thelma was diseased and had lived in the Seattle area.  I just got a call from Duane Bjornson who lives in Anchorage, Alaska.  His mother, Inga Medlang Bjornson was a cousin to Thelma. Duane told me Thelma’s married name was Wozniak. I was able to find her death record.  Thelma Medlang Wozniak was born 11/13/23 and died 7/15/98.  Thanks to all, for all your help.  Gary

From Bev Morinville Azure (72):

I have gottn shingles  for years  they are  very very painful . One year I got them  six  times   I always get them on my  shoulder,,,,,I  happened  to  be talking to my  cousin  Jean PLladson  one time  as I was  suffering   with them and  happen  to  tell her  about  them…..Jean as  many know is a  very very smart Lady  and  she said  let me do some research on them and I  will get back to you  she called me back the next  day and told me to  take  vit  B 12  but take  the  kind  you  put under your  tounge. I went to GNC and  got  some  and  took them everyday  and  I have not had shingles since. just wanted to pass this infor  on .

Reply from Diane Larson Sjol (70): 

First of all I would like to say that I love the way you write cousin Bill (Hosmer).  You certainly have a way with words that makes the  reader want more!  And thank you to Neola Kofoid for providing the  article about my participation in the 3Day breast cancer walk.  I

would like to thank those of you that donated and enabled me to
participate…and now just a short quick prayer that my feet hold up
(lol)…the ole gray mare ain’t what she used to be….I will keep you
posted and provide some photos upon my return. I leave a week from
today (next Wed. nite) on the train from Minot to Mpls…and will meet
my friend Paula there. We will stay in a hotel that night and then we
are off the next morning and it’s 20 miles a day and sharing with
thousands of others and then a night at camp in our tent (2 to a
tent..we pitch them upon arrival to camp) and start over again no Sat.
and then on Sun. Home on the train Sun. Night …..arrive in Minot at
8am and teach from 10am to 4 at the college…that should be
interesting!!!  Lucky nurses will probably get out early that
day..haha.  Thanks again for all your support, each and every one of


Message from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

With the interest shown in the James history, I have a couple more

articles some may find worthy of reading. It was said that a family
trait was brilliant blue eyes that most family members had. I read this
and then over the years have noticed that it is quite true and prevalent
down through the generations. One time a few years ago we had a family
reunion at my Grandma’s place in Bottineau. Otto Strietzel, several of
his sisters, and his brother Carl all were there. Otto was sitting out
in the yard with us when his nephew, Clinton Jr. ‘Butch’ Strietzel,
walked up behind him and said, “Hi Otto, I bet you don’t know who I am”?
Otto hadn’t seen him for years,but looked at Butch for a while and then
said, “No, but I can tell by your eyes, you’re a damn James of some
kind”. This certainly ran true with the accounts and stories I had read
and heard for years. Many of the descendants of the James family, who
are around my age, still live in the St. John area. Every time I see
them the first thing that I notice is the steel blue eyes.

Another note of interest is that after Jesse James’s cohort shot Bob
Ford in Colorado, for bragging how he killed Jesse, several folks put
money together and bought a tombstone for Bob Ford. Jesse had lived in
St. Joseph, Missouri under the alias of
J.D. Howard, so the folks who liked him and bought Ford’s stone, put on
it, ‘Here lies the coward who shot Mr. Howard and sent Jesse James to
his grave’. This may not be the exact wording but it is close. Jesse
James lies buried in the yard of his home place at Kearney, MO. They dug
up the grave within the last couple of years and DNA proved it is him
buried there, after a dispute with a family from Texas who claimed they
had the real Jesse James buried there in 1921. Jesse was married to
Zerelda Mimms and had two children, a boy and a girl, Jesse Edward and Mary.

The reason the James family from St. John didn’t acknowledge the
relationship to the James Gang until later, was simple. They moved here
to live normal lives, and remember, this was the NORTH! They feared
reprisal for what their cousins had done in Missouri, not that long
before. I’m sure there were still many Civil War veterans, who fought
for the North, still living in this area. My Grandma used to say that
when, as kids, they would ask their mother about being related to Jesse
and Frank James, she would give them a stern stare and then change the
subject.Grandma said she never said NO, just ignored the subject. I can
understand completely. The first ‘public’ acknowledgment of the
relationship that I know of, was in 1973 in the obituary of Harvey
James, from St. John, where it said he was a  distant cousin to the
infamous Jesse and Frank James. Harvey was a first cousin to my
grandmother, Cynthia Strietzel Johnson. Thanks Gary!


From Vickie Metcalfe (70):V

Hi Gary, Hiatt descendents, and the Slyter Brothers who written in, What wonderful loving memories you,the Hiatt descendents and Ackworth community neighbors hold in your hearts for Willie and Margie.  Dad plastered their house and also enjoyed the gift of working for them so much!  Margie stories were  like Jennie Handeland, stories, “tell it like it is…absolutely….priceless! ”  You guys are wealthy with both the memories, stories to pass on and share, and the knowledge you were well loved by Margie and Willie Hiatt. Later, Vickie

Message/Picture from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

With all the talk of Margie ( Mar-Gee not Mar-Jee) Hiatt’s popcorn

balls, I thought I should sent this nice picture of them taken June 30,
1970. I know they were very close neighbors to the Stokes and Pladsons.
Several years ago I was on the same bowling team as their son, Norman,
and we had a blast every Thursday night! Norman was a joker so we pulled
tricks on him all the time. He was a good sport and took it as well as
he passed it out! One cute story he told us was that when he was a kid
and World War II broke, his uncle Harry was staying with them and
helping on the farm. One night at supper, Harry opened a letter telling
him he was drafted. I think he was in his forties so Margie sure
wondered why in the world he would be drafted. They were all serious but
Norman exclaimed, “They probably just want to get the lead out of his
ass for bullets”! He said he thought it was funny but Margie sent him to
bed without supper! Thanks Gary!


Hiatt, Willie and Margie


                                     MILITARY ACTION
Africa and Italy
This ship was the first troop convoy to  North Africa, landing in Casablanca.  Carroll rode a train over 1,500  miles on to Tunisia to take part in the defeat. and capture  the Afrika Corps.   They moved on  through two invasions;  in Sicily  supporting the 3rd infantry division at LeCata  Beach and across the island to Messina.
Carroll attained the rank of PFC.  And his job was to set the elevation.  Throughout the war he was on a 24 ton S. P.Howitzer  He remained with some of the same men, in the 62nd  Battalion FA B Battery 4th Gun Section.   Carroll says it some ways it was an ideal job,  as they didn’t  have to walk or carry provisions. Carroll continued with the same job/same kind of gun all the way through the war, setting elevation on the big gun.   He was the  number one man and assistant gunner. John Lewis was the gunner who set  the  gun, left to right.  There were usually   three  or four others handling the ammo which was contained in round tubes.  There  was also a driver.   (Another guy in his battalion was, Fritz Iverson from Velva, N.D.  Carroll said Fritz went all the way through WWII, after which he was reading meters for  an electric company when a pole fell on him and he was killed.)

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 7 tomorrow:

9/11/2008 (219)

From Bill Hosmer (48): 

Gary and Friends,  The historical significance of Dick’s latest on the James Clan was not only interesting, but fascinating reading, plus evidence of alot of research.  Excellent.  Also stories of the people who most of us are descendant from have meaningful memory jogging value.  Although most of the writers are younger than I, the names and associations are of high value and stir up memories of my time in our home country.  Gary has created this forum of conversation which has now and probably continue to increase in volume and significance for all of us and our descendants.  That’s what history is all about.
The pocket knife stories are terrific.  The mummely peg was a great game and took care of alot of boring times during hot summers.  Marbles was a game that was the cause of alot of competition.  In my case, I’d invest 25 cents for a bag which included a shooter.  I’d hope it would last until the snow came.  Never did.  There were many great shooters, including a lad called John Satrang, who won the state championship sometime in the late 30s.  The guy who won most of my marbles was Donnie Gottbreht, the son of John who was our policeman in those thirties. Don had been playing on the old merry go round at the school yard and put his finger into the  hole on top of the center post, and it was cut off.  When it healed he had the perfect configuration for marble shooting.  One day I was at his house and he showed me his coffee cans full of marbles.  Told me he had over 3000. They would be worth some money today.

The other day my wife, Pat, Leonard and Eleanor Stickland, and I went to the Rolette County Museum for Mel’s steaks and Dick’s musicians solid music.  My old friend Art Rude was there, of course, and gave me a private tour of the big building with the heavier equipment for later display. There were some fascinating articles with fantastic history, among which was a contraption which Billie Lawrence, our blacksmith used. Also, there was another fascinating machine used by Harry Douglas, our undertaker, located adjacent to the north side of the Althea Theater, to move caskets from the basement to the main floor, etc.  Art was class of 1939, and will be celebrating his class 70th reunion next year.  Hanna Higgins was in that class as well.  Art is really a Dunseith Man, and instrumental in getting our museum established. He still wears his ball cap in a decided slant over his forehead and is recognizable from a great distance because of it.

There are not accolades strong enough to measure the power of folks from  a rural community talking freely with one another and entertaining us with their experiences in a way that everyone, and I mean everyone can relate to and share. Gary, if the right words ever come to me, I’ll send them. In the mean time, know that your contribution to this effort is a dramatic lesson in dedication and friendship.  Thankfully, Bill Hosmer

Bill, having mentioned Hannah Higgins & Art Rude, I have included several recent pictures with them. I couldn’t find one of Art Rude with his cap. His cap and the manner in which he wears it has been his trade mark for as long as I’ve known him. Hannah and Mrs. Longie worked together up at San Haven and have remained friends all these years. Hanna lives in the Seattle area and Mrs. Longie in Spokane.

Willie & Ron Longie, did your mother ever attend school in Dunseith?  Gary

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Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary & Dick,

My Dad, a voracious reader and listener was another believer that the
“James Family of St John” had connections to Jesse James.
Dick, Wow!  What  fun!  The fun part of  family history is when a
person takes the  family myths ie  the the stories you  thought were
B.S. or Tall tales and then make the  efforts to research find out
they are more truth than fiction.
Happy Trails everyone on your own family history ventures.  Please
share. Vickie
Reply from Dave Slyter (70): f

Gary and all,

There is one thing about Aunt Margie that everybody remembers and that is that if you go to visit, be prepared to stay as you will not be able to leave until you have had lunch or a snack with her.  I remember all the times that we as the Hiatt/Slyter family would go and visit her and Uncle Bill.  The table was always set when we got there and the food was a plenty.  The meals were so good as most of it was her canned goods. And then there was her home made baked pies.  All kinds, apple, cherry, pumpkin and yes even peach.   They were so good with cool whip.

I took care of Margie while she lived on the farm in her later years for approximately 15 yrs.  I would mow her grass, paint her fence and even fix it.  Help her put her car away for the winter (put the cars on blocks the tires didn’t touch the ground) as she never drove in the winter months.  Each time she would call and I went up to help her with something, she would always reward me with a good lunch.  I always looked forward to it.  She was quite a women.

And she always had time to tell a short or long story (depending how much time you had) about something in the past that had happen he her life.  Some of the stories were very interesting.

One Sunday afternoon I received a call from her son Norman saying that they tried to call Margie and she wouldn’t answer. He asked if I would mind going up and seeing if she was alright.  I was thinking if I know Margie she would be outside working in her yard. When I entered her yard I didn’t see her.  I went into the house and called out to her.  No answer.  I went back out and looked toward her fence line and barn and there she layed.  She had fallen the evening before and couldn’t get back up.  Margie always loved what she was doing and I could tell she passed away very happy as she had her arms and hands around a bowl of juneberries, that she was preparing to can after washing them.

She was a wonderful lady with a mind of her own.    I miss and loved her dearly.

Dave Slyter (70)

Dave, I knew that you were the one that found Margie when she left this world. Within a few hours after you discovered her, my dad called me out in Washington. Margie would have been very happy to have known that you were the one that discovered her.  You did a lot of things for her, for a number of years, and she truly appreciated everything you did. She mentioned you, many times, the last years of her life.  She was sharp as a tack, right to the end.  I learned a whole lot of Stokes history, that I would have never know had she not told me.  Gary

Reply From Bobby Slyter (70): 

I too remember aunt Margie’s popcorn balls and all the other goodies that she had,it was always a thrill to get to go and see her and uncle bill,when I was younger I did not realize that uncle bill could not hear so I would sit in his lap and talk to him like he could hear me, he always seemed to understand what I was saying, they where two of the most loving people I know and it was an honor to have had them in my life

Bobby, Yes, Willie was a little hard hearing, but he could hear Margie when she got close to him and spoke rather loudy.  As I remember, he had a problem hearing most everyone else.  He was so soft spoken.  I think Willie & Margie celebrated their golden anniversary in 1969 or 1970. I know I was in the service at the time.  Gary

Reply from Florence Hiatt Dahl (50) & also a Niece of Margie’s: 

Reply  to Marlys regarding chicken poz.  Yes, once you have had chicken pox,the virus lies dormant untill activated by stress, illness or whatever.  Do get the vacination.  I warn you it’s pricey.  But I have spent far more on the drops and the medication.  Good luck you guys who don’t.

Florence, Thank you so much for this advice. I am for sure going to get this vaccination. I do remember having the Chicken Pox at a very young age.  Gary


                                          DRAFTED! AND  TRAINED

Carroll saved and had  started a savings account  in the First  National Bank of Chinook, which he continued  through the war.

On April 13, 1942 Carroll was drafted for active military duty.

Carroll tied up loose ends.

Carroll,  sold the ’36 Chevy to  Henry  Miller, for  $200.  Miller  had a  need for a lighter vehicle to get out to the ranch from his home in Chinook.   Automobiles and tires  in the early  ’40′s tough to find.  Carroll left his belongings in a suitcase,  behind in a  hotel/ boarding room in Chinook.   He a reported to the local draft board, along with several other fellows from Chinook.

Carroll and several other fellows from Chinook  rode the train west  to Whitefish, Montana.   Arriving in Whitefish,  they got on a bus and headed south to Missoula, Montana, where they were sworn in to active duty..   A few of those guys  who left  Chinook served with Carroll all the way through the war.

They spent April  at Fort Lewis, Washington. They  journeyed  south,  by train to California  where they underwent basic training at Fort Roberts, California  then to the to the 62nd AFA Battalion  at Desert Center, California. Carroll trained to be a cannoneer.   While   training with his group  in the California desert,  he wondered,  “What a desert had to do with Europe or Japan”?   (Carroll said they found out later  when they ended up in North Africa.)
The 62nd  Battalion left California and traveled the southern route east across the United States.   on (once again) train.    Carroll says the fall  in Virginia was rainy,  miserable  muddy and wet.  Milford, Virginia was a historical area from the  Civil War, but his  Battalion   did  not do much site seeing.

They spent six weeks there, doing more training.    They got orders to move out,   traveling  by train to  Staten Island, New York on November 2, 1942, where they boarded a ship.

(Carroll has a few more tales to tell  in this section,  but they are best  heard from the story teller himself!)

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 6 tomorrow:

Provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

                     Diane Larson Sjol from the Dunseith High School class of 1970

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Marlys Hiatt’s (71) reply to Florence Hiatt Dahl (50): 

Hi Everyone,

I remember those popcorn balls at my grandma Margies too.  They were the
cooked sugar kind that she colored red.  I did have the chicken poxs and
maybe that’s where I got them, from her popcorn balls.  If you have had
the chicken pox can you get shingles?  If so I am running to get the shot.
My mother, Irene Hiatt, got shingles at least a couple of times.  The
first time it was around her eye and the second time it went around her
abdomen.  The second time it lasted for at least a year and she really
suffered with tremendous pain.

Marlys Hiatt
Class of 71

Marlys & Florence, I remember those Popcorn balls, really well, of your Grandma & Aunt Margie’s.  At one of her Christmas party’s, when I was a kid, I remember eating so many of those popcorn balls and other goodies she had baked that I actually got sick. They were so good.  She was sure famous for all of the good stuff she baked with that original wood cook stove. She was very famous for her flavored popcorn balls. She always canned a lot of good canned goods too.  With each of my annual visits back to visit, I always visited Margie. Right up to the time of her death, she always had lots of baked and canned goods that she served for lunch. She did not believe in using paper towels either. She could not see wasting her money using paper towels when rags were available. Margie usually had a pretty good handle on the neighborhood gossip too.  She wasn’t afraid to call a spade a spade either. I always enjoyed my visits with her. She knew my Dad from early childhood and of coarse my two brothers and me as well, our entire lives.  There will never be another Margie Hiatt like the Margie we knew.  She was one of a kind.  She thought the world of you Slyter boys.  You guys were tops in her book. Believe me, with her critical standards, it wasn’t easy reaching the top of her book. She was an aunt, great aunt, great great aunt, grandmother and great grandmother to many of you folks out there. Margie was a good family friend. Gary

From Janice Leonard Workman (56): 

Hey Gary, I haven’t heard from you since Saturday, today is Tuesday.  I pray that you are alright and maybe it’s only copper that has been taken.

I attended a funeral today and ran into Bernard Hiatt and Mary (Tootsie Peterson).  We had a good visit.  Bernard looks really good and Mary looks like she did in high school, not even a gray hair.  Bernard lives in Enumclaw, not far from Auburn and Mary lives in Algona, not far from Auburn either.  I did play whist with a group that Mary was in, so saw her every month until December 2007 when the group stopped playing.

Anyway, again I hope all is well, Gary.

Janice Leonard Workman, Class of 56

Folks, With these messages coming from overseas, they are screen more critically, by some of your email providers, for spam.  If they get rejected by your email provider they will not get delivered.  Most of the time I do not get a message telling me they did not get delivered. Please let me know if you don’t get some of these messages so I can resend them to you using one of my other email accounts. That often times works.  Gary

From Crystal Fassett Andersen (70): 

Gary,Reply to  Dick’s pictures,I think it is Patty (Fassett ) Sjue that grandma Kate Fassett is holding,and the bottom picture is of our  Great Aunt Bertha Patenaude Kraft,who was married to Grandma Kate’s brother Dave Kraft,they are Marlene Armentrout   and  Dorothy Schneiders (and 3 other kids) folks. Aunt Bertha made the best pickled northern and this winter we tried her recipe on some northern we caught over here in Walhalla , and it was darned near as good as hers!! Oh,and Mel we used to play mumbley peg and even though “we were girls” we always had a jackknife and Dad made sure they were sharp. I still carry mine and also have the one my Dad had on him at all times. We could always count on Dad to be ready to sharpen sticks for roasting weinies or making us all willow whistles at family picnics. I haven’t mastered the willow whistles yet,but with 8 grandkids ,we are “practicing” on them

I feel like Bob Hope but “Thanks for the memories” everyone!! Crystal Fassett Andersen

From Sybil Johnson: 

Thank you Dick, for that story about “pa’s” brother Hans. Do you remember,
when Axel and Bernice lived on the Island? According to how Augie told it,
Pa would take a swim every morning. Then I remember Bernice telling me about
her brother Raymond. How their father told him to go and get potatoes and he
came back 10 yrs later, with a sack of potatoes on his shoulder.
Thanks again everyone. I love reading these old stories.
Sybil Johnson



Carroll and his friends, the Shilling brothers, fellow ranch workers, left Chinook in the fall of 1941 driving in the Shilling brothers automobile.  They were off to better pay/big money at factory positions in defense work and see sunny California.  Jack and John Shilling and Carroll arrived  in  the San Diego area in November of 1941,  where   the  defense jobs were only paying  the sum of   $.50 an hour.    The three  worked and continued to travel around and see sights.  One morning  in December they decided to head south of the border  to Tjiuana, Mexico.  After arriving  Mexico,  ready to see the sights, they heard the news.  “The Japs had bombed Pearl Harbor”!

The date, December 7, 1941.

The three  got back in the car and headed  over the border.  Carroll, Jack and John went back to work on the defense job.  But, it was becoming  clear,  able bodied  men would be  needed.   The US was at war on two fronts. If the draft was to take him  Carroll  wanted to have a choice of where he would be drafted from.  So he headed back to his adopted home town.  Chinook, Montana.  (“Carroll is an independent  person that likes the freedom to choose. ” vm.)

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 5 tomorrow:

Message/Picture from Dick Johnson(68):

Gary and Friends,

Gary Metcalfe mentioned that Otto Strietzel was a spittin’ image of
Jesse James. There is a connection. Otto Was one of 11 children (
including my grandmother Cynthia Strietzel Johnson, his sister) of Paul
Strietzel and Della James. Della was the daughter of Joshua King James
from Lincoln County, Missouri. Joshua’s father was Jacob James. Jacob
James was a brother to Jesse and Frank James’s father. I guess we all
share some grandparents! I did a research paper in college on the life
of Jesse and Frank, for a history class. There were several stories that
I had heard about them that were totally false, others were closer to
the fact. Now a short history lesson. The Civil War divided Missouri
into two factions, Northern sympathizers and Southern Sympathizers. The
James family were southern Baptist and stayed loyal to the South. The
North raided and killed and burned the farms of the Confederate
sympathizers, this caused hatred of the North among the James families,
especially Frank and Jesse. They decided to join Quantrill and his
raiders to exact some revenge on the North. After a few raids, Jesse and
Frank became wanted outlaws in the eyes of the North. Northern Railroads
were a target of the James boys and so the railroad hired the Pinkerton
Detective Agency from New York, to take them down. One night when Jesse
and Frank were gone, they threw a smoke bomb through the window of the
James farmhouse. Mrs. James kicked it into the fireplace and it
exploded,. killing Jesse and Frank’s little brother and blowing off
their mother’s arm! When they got back and found out what had happened,
they cast off any pity or reservation they had up until then, and really
went out to settle the score! Any Northern bank or railroad was now fair
game. While I’m not attempting to excuse or justify their actions, I can
understand somewhat, the hatred they carried on their raids. They gave
most of their plunder back to their friends and neighbors, so the home
folks thought of them as war heroes and helped to keep them from being
caught. They continued to raid for several years until that fateful day
in Northfield, Minnesota. The town found out the bank was being robbed
and was ready for them when they came out. The Younger brothers, cousins
of the James boys were shot to pieces in the street.  Cole, Bob, and Jim
Younger were caught by the posse later that night after they split up
near Mankato, Minnesota. Jesse and Frank went through Dakota Territory
and eluded capture. Both were carrying bullets in their legs but made it
back to Missouri and healed their wounds. They then hid out in different
places around the country and in time had families and gave up robbing
for good. Jesse was shot by his cousin, Bob Ford, for a $10,000 reward.
He moved to Denver and bragged about what he had done, to the wrong man!
The man was a friend of Jesse’s and sent young Ford to an early grave.
Frank was eventually pardoned and lived to an old age in Lincoln County,
Missouri. It was said, that old Mrs. James went around and bought up all
the used pistols she could find and then sold them, one at a time, to
visitors for a big price–telling them,” This was Jesse’s own gun”! Not
so dumb! Attached is a picture of my great-great grandfather, Joshua
King James and his second wife, Helena. More later! Thanks Gary!


Johnson, Dick

9/9/2008 (217)

Reply from Louise Pigeon Horsman (43): Tohorsmans @AOL ..com

Thelma Medlang lived in Seattle. Eileen Tennecour Korbol and I drove to Thelma’s house one day for lunch.

She passed away several years ago.

Folks, We have now found all of the folks from the classes of the 40′s.  Thank you all for the info you provided, enabling us to locate all of these folks.  I will be making a formal distribution of those class lists shortly to the respective class members.  I will also incorporate their class lists into the big combined class list. After I’m finished with the 30′s classes I will be sending a copy of that combined class list to all of you. Gary

Message from Sharon Longie Dana (73): 

Gary, thanks again for ALL you do!!!!!!!  Without you I would not have seen an old friend

I hadn’t seen in 34 years….not since she graduated in 74′.  Ivy Eller Robert was passing thru Missoula on her way back home for her sons wedding and she stopped in Friday night and we had a short visit but it was AWESOME!!!!!  She got to meet my daughters and my husband( my son was working).  It was neat to share news from back home!!! The first thing she told my girls wa “your Mom wasn’t my BFF that was Darla but she was a good freind”.

It brought back alot of memories and did we have some good laughs…………

Thanks Gary without you that wouldn’t ahve been possilbe!!! I appreciate you very much and just wanted you to know……

Don’t forget to call me Ivy when you’re on your way this way again!!!!! Hope the wedding is fabulous and you have  agrat visit…..say hello for me!!!!

Sharon Longie Dana

Ivy Eller Robert, I have marked on my calendar that you plan on being in the Dunseith area most all this week.  Please keep us posted.  Gary

Message from Blanche Wicks Schley (42):

Congratulations Gary on finding all the alumni of DHS!  This a very neat project that you have taken on.

Thanks for the phone call.  Even though I did not graduate from DHS…my brother,Henry and sisters, Marjorie, Gwendolyn and Gladys did.  We left Dunseith in 1938 and moved to Wahpeton.

I graduated from high school there and Henry and Gwendolyn attended Science School.   After attending Minot State (now University) I finished my school at Jamestown College.

Did you find Margaret Ann Myhre and Barbara Nelson?  I called Charles Emerson Murry and I guess you had already located him.

It is so very interesting to find out what has happened to everyone. I have kept in touch with Dorothy Schneider.

I m enjoying your web pages.   Keep up the good work!

Enjoy your retirement!  When did you retire”

Blanche Wicks Schley

Yes Blanche, With your help, I found Margaret Ann Myhe , Barbara Nelson  & Emerson Murry  all of whom are included with these distribution.  Thank you, Gary

From Mel Kuhn (70): 

Howdy Gary,

First I have to mention that it was nice that Dick Johnson included me in the meeting up with Bill Grimme along with Ken Nerpel, John Bedard and their wives in St. John yesterday. I really appreciate the fact that they didn’t bore me with any farfetched stories of yesteryear. HA! A BIG thank you to Bill for his donation to our cause at the museum.

Another great story from Larry. Only thing is that he didn’t mention any of those pocketknife games. Being afflicted with CRS I have trouble remembering names of these games. There was one called mumbely peg, mumbittley peg, mulberry peg, ahh whatever peg. Should have been called-make sure everyone is wearing shoes peg-because you might perform some unnecessary medical procedure on someones toes. Also the stick a knife in a tree game in a crowd of people, that was a good one. I hope someone can answer Larry’s question about the pocketpool game cause I’d sure like to hear more about that. I’ve heard of it before but don’t know anything about it. Is there like a list of rules that I can get somewhere?

Mel Kuhn[70]

Gary Metcalfe’s (57) reply to Larry Hackman (66): 

Reply to Larry Hackman

You are a blessing to remember where some of us came from.  I am headed out for the Hurricane Ike evacuation, but had to take time to respond to your stories.  I will make it quick.  My dad, Jim Metcalfe and Harry Zeiler were sawing lumber on the Miller 80.  While the crew had lunch, Harry, the machine man worked on the drive belt.  He asked my dad if he had a jack knife, when Dad handed him the knife, Harry threw it as far as he could in the wild, tall grass and said, “anyone who has a jack knife like that should be ashamed!”

So, with tears in his eyes, my dad told Harry that was Mrs. Evan’s knife (Grandma).  Poor old Harry hired us kids to look for that knife, to no avail.

I have been going to ask you to share stories about Gus and Bill.  I have a lot of my own.  Larry, Gus had two Prince Albert cans in his bib pocket.  One was his billfold.  He paid me for a load of wheat straw one winter day.  I can still see him standing behind that load bending the can just right and putting it back in his bib.

When Gus lived over by the Kelly place, my dad and his pesky brother Archie delivered a young bull Gus had bought from one of them.  Gus was much younger then.  Gus was not home, so they backed up to the old building, perhaps a barn.  After Archie got the lariat off him, he had to swing on the rafters to get out.  He turned pretty mean.  So they wrote a note and left it on the door, “mean mountain lion”.  Saturday night at Kelvin, Dad asked Gus how he handled his new bull.  Gus said, “I wrestled him down and put a polk on him.”  I am not going to explain what a polk is.

For the other story teller, Dick….in case you run short of stories, you probably have a couple of Otto Streitzel stories.  About 1956 or 57, the summer your Uncle Cliff and Otto were housed in Glenburn.  Otto was driving Cliff’s gravel truck on the Air Base second shift.  Otto spent one afternoon chasing a fly in that old trailer house, I don’t think he really liked flies according to what he called them.  Otto told me he was related to Jesse James.  Some Missouri folks said he was a dead mix for Jesse.  I always liked that Missouri jargon.

Gary Metcalfe

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): V

Gary, You are so…. relentless and good at keeping us on task from Cebu. Thank you for your foresight in giving back to the Dunseith Graduates something they didn’t realize they needed/wanted.  Do you realize you now that can’t ever think… quit ? ..There would be a number of us folks on with drawl. Vickie

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary,Inga and Ingolf Medlang were twins, no other siblings.  Both are deceased.  Ingolf was caretaker at the Peace Garden many years and Peace Lutheran treasurer at times.  Inga’s daughter, Sharon Bjornson just retired from working at Bottineau County Social Services resides in Bottineau.

Inga and Ingolf’s dad was a brother to Odin Medlang’s dad and Dot
Kavali’s mom.  I ‘ll ask  KenRose Medlang or Bob Lagerquist, or Hank
Salmonson about any other connections.

Larry , Thanks for affirming my dad, Cliff’s saying,  “A good farmer
or cowboy always carries two tools. A pair of pliers and a jack
knife.” For exactly the some of reasons you shared.  I always thought
if my brothers chose not to take over the family farm I would, but
it’s becoming  clearer to me why I didn’t.   I never wore bib’s,  and
can’t open a jack knife. They both take a special talent. I do
continue to carry pliers and a jack knife in my trunk.

Reply from LeaRae Parrill Espe (67): 

Thelma Medlang is mother’s (Mildred Nelson Parrill) classmate (43).  I just talked to mom and she said that Thelma is a cousin of Inga and Ingolf.  She is also a cousin of Odin Medlang.  Thelma lived in town during high school.  Her father ,Iver, was a carpenter and built the house that Ed and Florence Conroy bought.  Thelma had a brother named Kenneth and a sister (mom couldn’t remember her name) and possibly another brother.  Inga Medlang Bjornson (deceased) had a son in Alaska and a daughter in Bottineau named Sharon who just retired from social services after about 40 years of service.  She may be traveling, but I think she would be willing to help us out if she can.  I called her tonight and there was no answer.   701-228-2724.  She also has a cabin at Lake Metigoshe 263-4917 and I just called there and that line was busy.

Mom asked about Wilma Fisk so I finally wrote her an email tonight.  We’ll see if we can’t get those two in contact.

Thanks for all your wonderful work. LeaRae


In the spring of  ’38, Archie married Bernice Seim, daughter of John and Ingrid Seim. Archie and Bernice moved to the Kolhmeir farm, where they began a family and farmed. Later,  Archie, Bernice and Conrid moved to Washington State where Archie began his career in construction.   (Archie passed away, January 1959.)

In the Spring of  ’38, Carroll returned to the Bears Paw  of  Montana  by train and went to work for Henry Miller.  The pay was $40.00 a month.  Carroll continued  working for the Henry Miller Ranch. from the spring of 1938, through 1939, and 1940.  Carroll  was not to return to  Dunseith until after the war.

The Miller Brothers were progressive ranchers and good managers . The brothers each,  had their own focus,  Chris, sheep and Henry , cattle.    The  Miller  Brothers Ranch  at that time ran about 1,900 head of cows and over 35,000 sheep. Carroll worked in many capacities  including hauling hay by team and wagon or team and sled to feed the sheep those three winters.  And,  lambing, sheep herding, haying, threshing and taking the  large Miller horse herd to Harlem where they were wintered on the mountains of the reservation.
Carroll purchased a fine working, used with very few miles on it,  1936 Chevy Coupe for about  $300.- 350. from the Ford Dealer in Chinook.  Carroll and  ranch hands, usually one of them being  Whitey.   “Whitey,   was  a North Dakota kid who’s hair was so bleached it looked white”.  Carroll and the guys  adventured around Montana, and the Western  U.S.  as far as Yakima , WA.

It seem’s Carroll and his friends  were never lag-abouts.  When,  not seeing the country, Carroll would try different jobs on time off.  Once he got a job laying railroad ties out of Lewistown,  Montana.     However, “working on the railroad” was not for him.  “It was hard heavy work and  often be coated by creosote” .

……………………………So back to the ranch……………  .

Carroll says other Dunseith fellows came out  to find seasonal employment.  He recalls Alcide Lajimodere who was on a haying crew.  Alcide was deathly afraid of rattle snakes and somehow was put into the stack frame.  Whenever he  heard a suspicious rattle sound, Alcide would jump off the stack….. with a  mighty  holler.  Alcide continued to do farm labor  in the Dunseith area after he was released from active military service in the Pacific . And as we recall,   never  did care much for any snake.  Alcide was a kind person, and hard worker,  often would work for Cliff Metcalfe.   In later years he would “chore” for  Cliff and Lottie.  He entertained the Metcalfe girls with his  stories, “tall tales”.   Alcide  was a good top off man on a haystack, and  in hay season  Cliff Metcalfe children would stomp the stack frame and Alcide would top it off.  With the Metcalfe humor,  Cliff every now  and then would holler,  snake!   Alcide would always jump.

Carroll also remembers seeing  one of the Henry’s and Charlie Metcalfe working for the Miller ranch.   The ranch hands continued their Saturday nights off at  a local gathering  place, the Cleveland Beer Parlor.

Then back to the ranch….

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 4 tomorrow:

Message/Pictures from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

I have yet another old car story–but wait ladies–there are a couple
pictures of interest to you too! Back in April of 1965, John Boguslawski
bought an old 1938 Oldsmobile from my Grandpa Hans Johnson, for $10. We
aired up the tires and pulled it out from the place it had sat for
several years. We had to clean out grain sacks and twine and other junk
that Grandpa had saved for later use. We towed it to town and John
started working on it in their back yard, close to the alley. Before he
could get it started the town cop or city council said he could not have
it in town unless it was licensed or garaged. We didn’t want to buy a
license unless it would run and we hit a ‘catch 22′. One night just a
few days later some kids, in the alley, broke out the windows so we
pulled out the engine and transmission and towed the rest to Albert
Roussin’s Junkyard on the San Hill. We were kind of disgusted with the
entire episode and just cleared our slate and chalked it up to our
ongoing education, I guess! The two pictures are of  Kate Fassett,
holding Crystal (or Patty ?), Susan, Pam, and Dorothy, taken in April
1952. The old car to the left is John’s 38 Olds. My grandparents were
still driving it until 1954, when they got the 47 Plymouth that I
eventually had ( the one Paul Grossman and all the other kids remember).
Anyway, the other picture is of Toni Morinville, at Boguslawski’s, in
front of the same car some 13 years later. This picture is from Paulette
LaCroix’s collection which she sent a couple years ago, and I
reproduced, completely without her consent! Oh, and Paulette, play nice
with the other boys and girls!
Thanks Gary!


Kate Fassett, holding Crystal (or Patty ?), Susan, Pam, and Dorothy Fassett
Fassette 2153

                                   Toni Morinville
Morinville, Toni 2153

Message/Pictures from Dick Johnson (68): 
Gary and Friends,

A couple days ago, I sent some old pictures of my grandmother’s uncle,
Herman Strietzel, who had homesteaded in Saskatchewan, Canada. While
looking through more of Grandma’s pictures, I found two more. The
writing on the back of the first photo says–’Sept. 1962, the day Uncle
Herman left for California’–( then added later ) ‘He passed away July
24, 1964′. In this photo is Herman, Cynthia, and me. This was the time
he came to say goodbye and gave me the old shotgun. The next picture was
taken by my mom, in California, in early August, 1964. I remember the
woman in this photo, being the one who rented the little shack behind
her to Herman. She told us she was sorry we hadn’t heard that he had
died just days before we got there. Maybe when we are finished with
Vickie’s well done stories of Carroll Carlson’s life, I could send a few
of the stories from the autobiography that old ‘Uncle Herman’. wrote.
That is if there is any interest from the readers for this.Thanks Gary!


       Top Picture: Dick John, Cynthia & Herman Strietzel
                         Bottom Picture: Unknown name
Johnson, Dick 2153

9/8/2008 (216)

Folks, our search is now narrowed to one person to find from the 40′s classes.  Reading through some of the achieve Turtle Mountain Star papers from 1940, I noticed where Irene Nelson (41) had a brother named Rollie. I found a Rollie Nelson living in Leeds ND. When I called him, he was the guy from Dunseith with a sister named Irene.  He said Irene passed away about 10 years ago. Rollie was with the class of 46, but his family moved from Dunseith in his Junior year.  I have added him to the class of 46 and will be sending him a hard copy of his class list.

That leaves Thelma Medlang, from the Little Prairie community to locate.  She was with the class of 41. In the Bottineau 1984 centennial book, I found an Inga Medland, originally from Rolette county that married Arnold Bjornson.  I think Arnold and Inga are both deceased, but I found Arnold Jr. living in Alaska. No one was home when I called. I hope Thelma was part of his mothers family.  Gary

Request for Dick Johnson (68) from Colette Hosmer (64): 


Would it be possible to post a copy of Herman Strietzel’s life history?  Maybe it’s too long — too much to scan — but if not, I think most of us would enjoy reading it.



Request for Dick, Reply to Vickie & Message to Allen Richard from Cheryl Larson Dakin (71):

Hi Gary and all……I love hearing the stories about the early days in the area. I am looking forward to reading more of Vicki’s installments on Carroll Carlson and also Dick, if you would care to share any of your Uncle Hermann’s manuscript, it would be great. To Susan (and Allen)  Richard, it’s so wonderful to hear you’re doing well in your treatment. Our prayers are with you in your recovery. Hang in there.

Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71)

From Bev Morinville Azure (72):

Conrads to Alan Houle  I can  still see him ……when  they  came  out of the boys  locker  room   he  was always  bent  over   and  looked  like  he  was  coming out  charging. I have never forgotten that…………..  him and  Jim Berbue  were  something  else  .  WTG  Alan

From Diane Larson Sjol (70): 

Hi everyone,

First of all, thank you to those of you who have donated and are
making my participation in the Walk for the Cure Breast Cancer 3 Day
walk possible.

Just a reminder….to those of you who are planning to donate but
haven’t, time is drawing near. I leave in 1 1/2 weeks (Sept. 17) and
still need $1100 to meet my goal of $2200.  Each participant has to
raise a minimum of $2200 to walk the 60 mile walk. So, please take a
moment and go to http://www.the3Day.org/ and make a donation.  Click
on “donate now” and then type in my name and state. When my name comes
up, click on it and the rest is self explanatory or you can mail a
check made out to Breast Cancer 3 Day and send it to me at 712 South
Main St., Minot, ND 58701.  No amount is too small. It all adds up.
The money goes to breast cancer research in attempt to find a cure.
Imagine if they find a cure for breast cancer, what that will mean for
finding a cure for other cancers.  Most of us have been touched in
some way by cancer, so please take a moment and make a donation.  When
you do, email me the name of a person you want me to walk for or to
remember and I will write that person’s name on my shirt.

Again, thank you for making my participation in this walk possible.

Diane Sjol


                      SUMMER OF 1937,  CARROLL AND ARCHIE  AS RANCH HANDS  IN CHINOOK   #2
Five o’clock a.m. the daily routine would begin.  The crew would eat breakfast prepared by the ranch cook  at the ranch house.  Usually,  the cook was married and her husband was called a “chore boy”.    The chore boy milked four or five cows and did the chores which needed to be done to aid the cook in her job.  Carroll and Archie’s first  job was to help with the lambing.    After a ewe lambed, she and her lambs were taken out to a  “bunch”.     Carroll tended a bunch herd, accompanied by, ” a good little, well trained,  sheep dog,( “English  Shepherd, or some such thing.”    “Old John Lind”  was also a bunch herder.   (John Lind  was  a former early  rural Dunseith farmer,  who  lived in   a little apartment in  downtown Chinook during the winters  and work  seasonal work for Miller Brothers.)    When  the  “bunch” grew to about  fifty ewes,  four bunches  would be combined together.  Then, added to a bigger herd. And finally to the open range for the summer with a sheepherder.”

The Sprinkle Ranch Site was  managed by MacIver.   The Sprinkle Ranch held the access road to the Druniak farm.  The Druniak’s lived about  a mile  from the Sprinkle Ranch,   up a dirt trail which wound itself around the  slightly rolling hills  and through the Sprinkle Ranch yard. The Druniak’s,  were  Mick’s  (Gary Morris’) grandparents. The Druniak’s had a small farm, raising pigs, chickens, and milking cows  The family  came  through the  Sprinkle Ranch  to  the main road into town where they sold their cream.  Mr. Druniak also cut hair for the area ranch hands.     They were  among the first people Carroll and Archie met.  The family included, Mr. and Mrs.Druniak and their three  children,  Beatrice, Monica, and Francis.  Beatrice was the  mother of Mick.

When springs work was completed, Carroll and Archie found themselves  laid off  for a week or two  before haying season.    Carroll and Archie were not known for idle moments. They made the best of their time off by site seeing.  Together, Carroll  and Archie made a down payment on an old Model A, and pooled their  finances to continue the payments. The two ranch hands,  with  Archie driving most of the time toured the Bears Paw and local establishments.   Carroll recalls that Archie “liked to drive fast and get places.”  They  saw the area  sites ,and  went to picture shows  or dances in Cleveland,  Montana double-dating.
Close to Chinook, Montana   is the Chief Joseph National Battlefield.   Chief Joseph a brilliant military strategist led his people  on foot and by horse over a thousand miles of the tough terrain of E. Washington, Idaho, Wyoming and Montana, pursued by the military.  It was near Chinook, the Nez Pierce people fought their last battle,  less than sixty years previous to  Carroll and Archie’s traveling to the area via Model A.   Carroll says, “he toured the site , but never found any interesting souvenirs.”

When haying season came, Carroll remained at the Sprinkle Ranch working for MacIver ,   Archie went a few miles down the road to Cleveland, Montana,  to the  Chris Miller Ranch which  also ran sheep.   The Chris Miller ranch was located within a mile of Cleveland.

The summer work ended.  In the late fall of ’37,  Carroll and Archie sold the Model A and hopped a train back to the Turtle Mountains of North Dakota  where they wintered

Carroll’s Traveling Years will Continue with part 3 tomorrow:

Another “GREAT” story from Larry Hackman (66): 

The pocketknife story

Back in the day everyone carried a pocketknife.  For those that don’t know what a pocketknife is. It is a knife with blades and other type metal items such as leather punch, or cork screw. or bottle opener, that fold into the handle, and it is small enough to be carried in your pants pocket. At one time almost every man carried a pocketknife.  Even the young boys had a pocketknife in their pocket.  I suppose it became a necessity, pretty much like most farmers carry a plier and now everyone carries a cell phone.  A plier was a necessity for a farmer to carry because if something broke while running a peice of equipment you could tighten a bolt, turn in a screw or take a plier and a piece of wire to hubble the broken item together to make it through the day or complete a project.  You wouldn’t have to shut down.  The pocketknife became the tool of choice during the leather age.  When animals such as horses were fitted with leather hanesses to perform such tasks as towing  hay rakes, mowers, plows, and pulling out tree stumps. Horses were used to do just about everything that is done with a tractor today   It seems like a long time back, but it is less then a generation a go.  What would we all do if we suddenly lost all electrical power and there was no gasoline.  We don’t want to go there do we, after all, this a pocketknife story.

The pocketknife became a handy tool to have when them leather harnesses broke, you could cut off a leather strap, punch some holes and make a repair to the harness on the spot, and continue working.  Just like the plier when something broke on the equipment you were using, you could walk over to the neighbors (you wouldn’t want to take it off your own fence, would you?) adjacent barbeb wire pasture fence and using the plier to cut one strand of wire from that two strand barbed wire,perferably the strand without the barbs (little harder to work with the wire when its got them barbs on it) and go back and make the repair by wiring it together with the aid of that plier.  The boys would use them pocketknives to make sling shots, and harass frogs and snakes.  I remember using them to strip bark off a birch bark tree to make tepees and canoes.  I remember it was either Mrs. Strietzel or Mrs. Halvorson up at Hilltop School where they had one or two of the classes build a relief of a Indian Village in a sand box.  They used birch bark to represent the hide of animals and willow branchs to construct all the items in the box.  I remember that they even colored the sand to make it look like the village sat on the edge of a stream, and with mountians in the background..

You remember them bib overalls all the farmers use to wear and the kids always refused to wear?  They had the pocket for the plier and the loop for the hammer along side the leg.  They had the pockets just below the waist two in front and two in back. In front you carried your pocketknife. Remember the old timers saying to always close the blades of your poketknife before putting it into your pocket.  You never asked why. You just understood why.  The back pockets were used, one for the grease rag and one for the snot rag, and yes, they did pull and use the wrong rag for the right thing once in awhile. You remember seeing people with grease on their nose and __.  You get the idea. The bib of the overalls had two pockets with a pencil holder between them.  One pocket was used for their billfold and the other for Prince Albert in the can or a bag of Bull Durum tobacco and their cigarette rolling papers.  Oh, yes the other pocket below the waist and in front is where they put there cigarette lighter.  If they didn’t smoke, and they had nothing in there front pockets, but their hands.  They would be accused of playing pocket pool.  Must of been some type of game?  Maybe some old timer will reply, and explain what that was all about?  Do they still make bib overalls?  What a good ice breaker?  Everyone on the cruise should or could wear bib overalls to dinner the first night and bring yourselves along a pocket knife for whittling.  Old timers use to say that your mouth works better, when your hands are busy.   Did somebody else already suggest this about the bib overalls?  Maybe they wern’t going on the memory cruise, neither?  Just kidding.

The pocketknife was a mighty handy instrument, not only was it used to repair harnesses it was used to cut off corns, trim toe nails and finger nails and to clean the fromunda from beneath them nails.  The old timers were mighty proud of their knives.  Whenever they sat down to take a break in the shade of some old oak tree or on the step of the house in the evening, they would bring out their pocketknife and their pocket emery stone and start sharpening their pocket knife. They would sharpen and sharpen until the blade  was sharper then a razors edge.  My dad would always say that a sharp knife will not cut you but a dull one would.  A sharp knife will go where you want it to cut.  You have to force a dull knife and if you have to force it, you do not have it under control and you are bound to cut yourself and the other lesson was to never cut toward your body, always cut away from yourself.  I still have a couple of my dads old pocketknives laying around here somewhere.  The cutting edge of the blades are worn into curves from being sharpened. That was the way a lot of the old timers relaxed after a hard day, sharpening their pocketknives and listening to the radio.  I think a lot of the pocketknives went dull when people started watching television.

Another reason them pocketknives were kept so sharp was that they came in mighty handy when taking care of the male calfs and pigs. A farmer just never knew when it would be time to perform surgery on a critter. They say the testicles must be removed to keep the meat from tasting and smelling strong when cooked and that the animals do put on weight faster if they don’t have these. It must be the results of that damn testosterone?

Now to get to the real meat of this story.  No pun intended!  I was a young fellow about 13 years old up in the Turtle Mountians visiting my three uncles when this subject came up.  Apparently Uncle Guss had bought a male pig (bore) for butchering in the fall.  This was no small pig, I’m guessing that it weighed around 250 lbs.  Back in them days not to many people had a squeeze chute to immobilize a critter.  They didn’t, and probably wouldn’t have taken the time to use it anyway.  Anyway, these three, 60 year old men crawled into this pen with this hog, I stayed on the outside of the pen. I guess I was being held back in reserve in case they needed someone to tell them how to get out of the pen. Sounds good to me.  Anyway, Uncle Guss in the pen with his two brothers, grabbed this hog first and using his shoulder pushed it up against the side of the pen.  Uncle Bill the oldest of the three got a bear hug on the mid section of that hog and together they forced it over onto its side with its back up against the pen.  Guss then changed his position to actually sitting on the pigs head.  Then uncle Bill changed his position to actually sitting on top of the pigs mid-section. Do to this tag team match-up in no time they had that pig under complete control.  Uncle Frank got out his razor sharp pocketknife made two slits and removed that hogs package so efficiently and fast that after he was released that bore was walking around like he was still master of his domain.

While walking back to the house from the barn yard and while discussing the medical procedure that was just used without the benefit of anesthesia, Uncle Guss started complaining that he thought that damn hog had bit him on the butt.

Apparently that hogs teeth wern’t as sharp as that pocket knife?  We all started to chuckle a little as Uncle

guss reached around to his back-side and started complaining about that hog tearing the right back pocket off his bib overalls and also getting a piece of his hide.  I took a couple of steps backward and reported to uncle Guss that he had a pretty big strawberry on his right butt cheek.  Uncle Guss asked if it was bleeding?  I said, no it wasn’t, but that it looks like it wants to. He said, that he would put some horse linament on it, and it would be alright.  Seems like them old timers used that linament for everything.  I remember my dad using that stuff on his legs when they started giving him problems from MS.  I remember that it smelled terrible.  I wonder if it was made for horses, or humans?

So, after making you all aware of how to tackle a hog and remove its package.  Is there any of you fellows willing to tackle a 250 lb. bore.  I’ll volunteer to stay outside the pen and give pointers as you request them.  Remember you need a very sharp pocketknife.  I remember them old timers saying, when discussing someone that had done someone wrong, that they ought to be castrated with a dull knife.  Apparently that would really hurt.

Dick, Do you have any Idea where Randy lives?  Hee, Hee, Hee.

I don’t know what he said that made me think of this story? Maybe he remembers.

Remember, Laugh and the whole world laughs with you!  Cry and you cry alone!


9/7/2008 (215)

Folks, I got a call from Bill Grimme (65), midnight Dunseith time, last night (Friday).  I think I understood him to say he arrived in the Dunseith/Bottineau area Thursday.  He is staying at the Super 8 in Bottineau. He has been on the go, non stop.  When he called, we were headed out the door to a wedding, so we had to cut our conversation short. I am including a picture of Bill, so you folks in the Dunseith/Bottineau areas know what he looks like if you happen to see him. This picture was taken in Paris, France about 6 weeks ago. Bill will probably be surprised when he sees this message posted with his picture. With the short time he will be in the area, I know he wants to see as many folks as possible. Bill is living in Birmingham AL. Bill is a very friendly sort of guy and he does not bite, so if you see him don’t be afraid to introduce your self. Gary

As I’m writing this, I just got a message from Dick Johnson informing me that Bill just called him and they set up an appointment to tour the museum in St. John today (Sunday) at 5:00 PM.  Kenny/Shari Nerpel & possibly John/Margaret Bedard will be joining him. I’m sure when Dick has the Museum open, it’s open for all to enjoy. For some of you guys, that would be a nice Sunday drive over to St. John.

         Bill Grimme
Grimme, Bill 2151

Reply for missing 40′s folks, from Mona Dionne Johnson (48): 

My husband, Chuck, and Leo Murray were very good friends.  We stopped to see him in Spokane on a trip west.

Leo has since passed on.  His sister, Mary, as I recall him saying lived in California.  Their father was the janitor at the school for many years, and all of us in the 40′s classes can well remember John’s smiling face.  I don’t remember hearing Mary’s married name.
Mona Dionne Johnson (48)

Reply for missing 40′s folks, from Margaret Myhre Lary 

Note: Margaret Myhre is a cousin to Carl Myhre, (Bank) from Rolette. I called Carl to get her contact info.

Mary Murray was a very good friend of mine.  She was a nurse and married Paul Torrell, who was “Man of the Year” in Idaho.  Mary died in the late 1990′s. She was the 1943 graduate.

Lona Lund Swant (class of 44).  I last heard from her in the late 1990′s.  At that time she was living at 764 Crestview Place, Walla Walla, Washington 99362

Margaret, I was saddened to find Lona Lund has passed on too.  I found death records for both Lona Lund & Mary Murray. Thanks for providing this info.  Gary

Folks, we have only two folks remaining to be located from the 40′s classes and they are both from the class of 1941. Please help if you know anything at all about either of these folks.

Class of 1941
Thelma Medlang – she was from the Little Prairie area
Irene Nelson

Folks, with all the positive responses we got with the story that Vickie Metcalfe provide about Carroll Carlson, She has agreed to share a series of traveling stories she has written about Carroll.  I did not know Carroll, but with her stories and others provided by Dick Johnson, Carroll was a very interesting sort of a guy. Many of you did know the Carlson family and Carroll.  They lived south and east of Kelvin up in the Turtle Mountains.  We will be posting some of Carroll’s traveling stories, each day, for the next few days. We will sequentially number each days posting. Carroll is now deceased.  Gary

The thirties were tough years economically, and those dry years were tough for agriculture in ND and on the youth who were seeking jobs.

Carroll and Archie Metcalfe, were neighbors and about the same age.   Carroll grew up on the Carlson farm about 2 miles north of the Metcalfe’s at Rabbit City Lake. Carroll’s sister, Ursella, Luella Cote and Leona Metcalfe were also friends who rode horse together.

Carroll had completed High School at Dunseith in 1934.    Archie had worked for area farmers and FDR’s, CCC program.  Archie’s father passed away in July of 1935.  And his mother moved to Dunseith, with the younger children.

With the scarcity of work Carroll and Archie decided to relocate to the West Coast in early spring/summer of 1937.  They found their way to Minot and discovered they did not have enough money to get all the way to the coast.   So they decided to buy tickets with all they had, about $10.00 apiece, and caught a west bound train.  The tickets would take them as far as the middle of Montana.

Kelso Graham had worked two or three years for the Carlson family, in the early 20′s for the Carlson’s. After a time in the twenties, he and Clifford Medlang, son of Ole and Christine of the Little Prairie area decided to head west into Montana.  Clifford was the younger of the two, and didn’t tell his parents he was leaving fearing his mother would not allow him to go.  The two young men went to work for the Miller Brothers Ranch located in North Central Montana.  The Miller Brothers Ranch was one of the largest privately owned ranches in Montana at that time.  There may have been some bigger, but generally run by a corporate style operation, owners living in the east and with a manager running the ranch.

Well,  when they didn’t  have the fare to go to the West Coast, Carroll remembered,Kelso Graham  was  living in Chinook, Montana.   Upon arriving in Chinook the next morning, they got off the train, with just the clothes on their backs.   They went to seek out Kelso.  At that time Kelso was working at a gas station.  Carroll and Archie told him they were looking for summer work.  With Kelso’s help, by the same afternoon, they both had found employment as ranch hands.

They were going to work for Mr. MacIver who owned a sheep ranch, called the “Sprinkle Ranch”.  Carroll and Archie were asked about their equipment.  Their answer,  “What equipment?”   Carroll said,  “We did not have anything except the clothes on our backs.  The necessary equipment included a bedroll.  So, MacIver loaned us the money to purchase what we needed, the expense was taken out of the first pay check.”

9/6/2008 (214)

Folks, With all the input and help from you guys, we have narrowed our search down to 4 folks we are trying to locate from the 40′s classes.

If any of you know anything at all about these folks, please let me know. Thanks, Gary

Class of 1941:

Thelma Medlang – She was from the Kelvin Little Prairie community

Irene Nelson – She was listed a number of times in some of the archived Turtle Mountain Star papers.

Class of 1943:

Mary Murray – She was related to Roy & George Murray. I Think her sister was married to Roy Kuhl who lived in Grand Forks & Dunseith

Class of 1944:

Lona Lund (Swan?) – Someone mentioned she was married to a Swan. Not sure of the spelling.

From Wendy Strietzel (Daughter of Dorothy Eurich 75): 


Thanks for the e-mail today.  I was so surprised to open it up and see my last name there as I scrolled down.  I showed it to my folks (Art and Dorothy Eurich Strietzel) and my dad was surprised as well.  I heard about my great-aunt Cynthia but had never seen a picture of her. It was nice to finally put a face to the name.  Thank Dick for me as well.

Take care,

Wendy Strietzel

From Florence Hiatt Dahl (50):

Do you remember getting chicken pox as a child?I couldn’t.   But I remember going to Aunt Margies for dinner–oops, I forgot it’s supper back there.  And she haId the most wonderful popcorn balls AND I could eat as many as  I wanted, and I did……….The next morning I awoke with mumps andI just knew it was those popcorn balls.  But no memory of chicken poz.  So when some friends told me they were having the vacination for shingles, why bother.. Did you know that after you have c. p. you carry THE virus in your body from then on? This a painful rash on the torso on one side of the body only.  Wrong…..It can be in your scalp, face, ears and a eye.  And it can strike as early as the early fifties.  Why am I writing this?  The first week in May, My right eye felt funny, then a film covered  it………..I had shingles.  I won’t go into all the medical terms, but puttin it simple,  talk to your doctor, get a prescripion and get the vacination.  I wish I had.  I,m just getting over it….Four months”””””

Thank you Florence for this wonderful advice. I know shingles can be very painful. Believe me, I am going to take your advice. Thank you, Gary

Clipping from the Bottineau Courant provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Allen Houle – Dunseith High School class of 1967
Houle, Allan 2150

9/5/2008 (213)

Allen Richard’s (65) reply after asking if we had located Emerson Murry (42): 

Emerson and I got to be good friends when I was in the legislature.  We shared the honor of being the only two graduates to come back and give the commencement addresses to the Unset graduating classes.  I still don’t know if we are still the only two.  I need to thank Ben Grossman for my speaking/debating/drama skills.  I don’t know where Emerson got his, but he was certainly no pushover!

As to Susan’s cancer issues — she is doing very well with an excellent prognosis.  We went the aggressive route with double mastectomy and reconstruction plastic surgery due in large part to her family history.  Of her three aunts, three uncles two parents and one sister—only two have NOT had some type of cancer — do the math.  With that in mind she decided to go with chemotherapy even though half the doctors thought she didn’t need it and the other half was moderately in favor of it.  Thankfully no radiation was involved.

It has been a roller coaster for quite some time for more reasons than cancer.  We are in the middle of a multiyear era of difficulty that overshadows anything we have encountered in our 21 year relationship — including 2001 and 2002 when both of our fathers passed away.

But we will make it.  What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.  I was borderline suicidal before I met her — so I don’t complain much.

Allen Richard’s (65) Reply to the KC’s Picture: 

KC’s class of 1960– I think that is the year my father joined, but I’m not sure.  I think I have their “class picture” at home.  the problem with identifying people in the pictures stems from the fact that in those days the Dunseith KC’s were almost regional in scope–members in the picture you have could have been from Dunseith, Rolette, Rolla. Bottineau, Rugby and everywhere in between—maybe more.

Correction from Diane Larson Sjol (70):


First of all, I want to thank those of you who have donated on my
behalf to the Breast Cancer 3 Day walk I will be participating in on
Sept. 19-21 in the Twin Cities.  I will be walking 60 miles over the
course of three days to raise awareness on the fight towards curing
breast cancer.  I want to make a correction to the website if any of
you want to make a donation.  There was a word left out of the website
and if you went to the one I listed, you were probably wondering why
you were reading about window blinds.  So, the correct website is:
http://www.the3day.org/  Go there and click on “Donate Now”. then type
in Diane Sjol and ND and hit enter.  My name will come up.  Click on
that and then you will be taken to another page with directions.  If
you choose to send a check, please make it to Breast Cancer 3 Day and
mail it to Diane Sjol at 712 South Main St. Minot, ND 58701.  Please
submit a name with you donation and I will put that name on my shirt
and walk for that person.  The person you choose can be battling any
kind of cancer, be a survivor, or be deceased….it doesn’t matter.
Remember, no donation is too small. It all adds up and my goak in
order to be able to participate is $2200.  So far I have raised about
$700.00.  Thank you in advance and I am sorry for giving you the wrong

Randy Flynn’s (70) reply to Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

OK Vickie.  You can keep the memories going.  You have done the DHS class of 1970 proud.  Your story of Carroll Carlson has surpassed all Dick Johnson and Larry Hackman stories.  Not that theirs were not good, you just kept me wanting to learn more.  Please share all of those memories when you have time.

A question for Vickie and Dick about Carroll Carlson.  Vickie mentioned Carroll had cousins in Canada.  Do either of you or anyone for that matter, know the connection between the Turtle Mountain Homesteaders and those who moved to Alberta.  Was it the second generation looking for farm land of their own, was it a religious connection, or did it occur in the 30s.  I was told Carroll had relatives in North Central Alberta, one lady was named Hazel, I believe.  She was married to a gentleman with the last name of Sather but I do not know if he was from the Turtle Mt area.

Vickie Metcalfe’s (70) reply:  

Vickie, this is another great message of yours, that I have chosen to share.  Gary

Randy, Gary, Dick,

I believe it was a second generation of homesteaders.  My dad’s  Aunt
Anne (Metcalfe) Eccles ,daughter Jim &Mae (Eccles) Smith ( no
relation to Wayne)  moved up to Medicine Hat area in the early 1900′s
also. It was soemtime, after the tragic  time of my aunt Lillian’s
murder which happened on the Eccles place.

Picture this  in your minds eye….. Old High Way #3. You’re driving
north on the old highway #3, around the lakes close to the old Oliver
Handeland place ( their great granddughter Pam (Anderson) Defender
lives there now) going up a steep  hill then the Seim/Metcalfe
meadow….ya got it pictured ?  Well that big hill was called by my
dad and old timers”the Jim Smith Hill” .  I believe Mae Smith sold
that piece of land to Pete Carlson in the 30′s while she was living
in Alberta.  George Cota’s brother used to pass through that area of
Alberta to visit former Turtle Mtn folks.  I believe his name was
Alfred.  Old Mrs. Cota was a sister to Randolph Keeler who was
married to one of my dad’s cousins on the Metcalfe side.. He was
about muy Uncle Luckys age. …..Enough pondering back to work I ‘ll
do some more thinkin over the weekend.

Gary, Is there any interest..in me to just send pieces of CARROLL’s
TRAVELING YEARS so you can just fwd  installmentss on through your

Til the weekend. Vickie

Message/pictures from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Carroll Carlson had cousins at Swift Current, Saskatchewan. Their last
name was Halvorson, if I remember correctly. I believe they were all
women and were his first cousins. Some of them were here not too many
years ago and Carroll brought them over for me to meet. I just can’t
remember their married names. My Grandmother Cynthia Strietzel Johnson,
had an uncle that left the Turtle Mountains to homestead at Crane
Valley, SK. He stayed there nearly all his life, but moved to California
when he was quite old and lived out his life there.I think there was
good land available on the prairies in Saskatchewan. Here in the hills
it was a big job to clear trees and brush, so many folks headed north.
Grandma’s old uncle was a character. He was a scrounger and a pack rat.
We called him ‘Uncle Herman’ and when he came to visit, his old 51
Pontiac was so full of junk he only had a place to sit to drive. Once
when he was here at the farm, he gave me an old double barrel shotgun
with a homemade latch to keep it shut when you fired it. I was really
proud ( I was about 12 ). I showed my prize to my dad after Uncle Herman
left. Dad saw the lock contraption and said, ” Don’t ever shoot that,
you’ll blow your head off”! For once I listened, or I probably wouldn’t
be typing this email! I’m attaching two pictures of Herman Strietzel.
The first is of him in front of his ‘claim shack’ at Crane Valley, SK.
and the second is of he and my grandmother, Cynthia Strietzel Johnson,
taken at our farm in 1952. He was down visiting family on one of his
excursions. When Randy Flynn asked if people went to Saskatchewan for
religious reasons, I thought of Uncle Herman! He didn’t go there for
religious reasons, not the way I remember him! He taught himself to read
and write, and then found an old typewriter and wrote his life history,
of which I have a copy. He said he was born in a log house and was
delivered by a neighbor woman (midwife). To this he remarked, “I spent
my first seconds here on Earth in the arms of another man’s wife”! The
rest of his ‘manuscript’ is equally interesting! He spelled words the
way they sound and this makes the reading hilarious! Thanks Gary!


From Ele Dietrich Slyter (69): 

I think the picture is of Kay Belgarde, daughter of  Clifford and Ella Mae (Burcham) Belgarde and was probably taken at their home east of Dunseith — Kay looks to be a teenager so I would think the picture may have been taken in the mid to late 80′s.  She lives in Jamestown now.
              Kay Belgarde

Strietzel 2149-1Strietzel 2149-2

Obituary provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 




(701) 263-4964

Pritchard, Ann obit 2149


Provide by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Arliss is married to Kevin Fugere (76):

Fugere, Arliss 2149

9/4/2008 (212)

Folks,  Please see list of the 1940′s DHS class folks remaining to be located at the bottom on this message.  Gary

Karen Loeb Mhyre’s (65) reply to Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Hello Vickie,

Thank you for the corrected information on my mother’s cousin, Carroll.  I am in Michigan right now visiting my daughter and her family but will be home on the 15th (Bellevue, Washington).  The book you mentioned sounds wonderful.  Do you have one or two copies I can purchase?  My mom would love it.  I was so glad to read your comment about Leonard and his visits.  Mom had said he “left home when he grew up and never came back”!!!

When I get home the week of the 15th I will print your letter and take it to my mom.  She does not do email!!  She is 87! She lives in Bothell, Washington.   I do remember the Aird name and she will be interested in that information as well. We did visit a cousin of hers once who lived in Marysville, WA but I am not sure how she was related.  Will ask my mom about who this was and get her name.  I think her husband was a fisherman.

Do you know who is farming the Carlson farm now?

Thanks again for writing about this part of our family.

Keep in touch!!

Karen Loeb Mhyre (daughter of Hannah Higgins Loeb, granddaughter of Alida Olson Higgins who was sister to Christine Olson Carlson – mother of Caroll!!!)

Vickie Metcalfe’s (70) reply to Karen’s message above: 

Actually Karen,  what I wrote is about 15 pages typewritten. Are you still interested?  If so, I will mail  a couple copies to you at your home address.
If you so desire, after receiving  and reading.  All I ask is ,make a  small  donation to Little Prairie Cemetery Association in Carroll’s memory.  That’s where Carroll’s remains are along with the Carlson family. ………………And, He’d smile at that!
Every 1st weekend of  May is the clean up for that little cemetery. I think all the siblings including Leonard are there too. I remember Leonard well.  He made his last journey to ND when my dad was still living, and walked over the pastures east to our family farm to visit.  I think he told my dad that he was dying.
Carroll when not farming worked with my dad mixing mud for sheetrock.  Then my dad lost his vision and that ended.  But Carroll was always a good neighbor.  Geographically…..On that road,the Carlson farm, the Seim farm, the Metcalfe farm, the Smith farm,the Johnson farm.  We were all neighbors and all belonged to each other as friends.
Christine (Carlson) was married to a fisherman and last address was Stanwood WA, I met her when they buried Carroll the June after his passing. . She and her husband would send Carroll  caps with fishing logos.
I have  a cousin Ken Oswell in Bellevue, another Ron Oswell in Shoreline. There mom used to ride with Ursulla as teens.  Ardis Steggall belonged to Uncle Lucky lives  on Whidbey Island and Dianne ( Jean’s daughter) a teacher in Monroe.  So I know thhe area of western WA well.

Do you have the book written for the Dunseith Centennial in 1982, “Prairie, Past and Mountain Memories”? If not obtain one for you and your mom they are about $30.00 . That book you will find the family story of about every family.

Later. Vickie Metcalfe

Dick Johnson’s (68) Reply to Vickie Metcalfe (70):

Gary and Friends,

I enjoyed Vickie’s story about the trip and memories of my old pal,
Carroll Carlson. That was him, exactly! He often said, “I would change
things, but I gave him my word”. If he told you this was the way he
would do something, that was the way he did it! He also told me many
times, the reason our country is going the way it is–is because,
“People ain’t got no shame”! It may sound simplistic, but the underlying
fact is that he was right! Carroll was a man of high moral fiber, and
trusted his fellow man. This at times cost him, as some of the people
took advantage of  his trust. Even that didn’t cause him to be less
honest or trusting. I think he just felt that they would have to answer
for it someday. On a lighter note, when he was having heart problems, I
drove him to Minot several times to see the doctors. He didn’t like to
drive in Minot and wouldn’t have been able to find his appointment or
hear what they wanted anyway. On one occasion, the doctor was telling
Carroll, in technical terms, what he was to do. Carroll didn’t hear a
word, so I said, “Tell me and I’ll see he does it”. The doctor then
understood that Carroll couldn’t hear. He asked what I knew about
Carroll’s history? I explained about him being in North Africa and Omaha
Beach on D-Day, and that was Carroll’s big event. The Doc put his hand
on Carroll’s shoulder and said loudly, “I understand you were in World
War II”! Carroll said, “That wasn’t too hard to get into”! The Doctor
laughed and left the room still laughing! Months later after several
more visits, Carroll finally got the word that he no longer had to take
most of his meds and could just go back to his normal routine, he was
nearly skipping down the hall. When we were walking across the parking
lot, he turned to me and slyly said, “I think I’m going to start smoking
again”! I said, “Go ahead.” He was 88 at the time! Thanks Gary!


 Message to Gary from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Vickie, I hope you don’t mind that I’m sharing this message.  Many of our folks can relate to and know the folks you are talking about.   Folks, Bradley Salmonson (61) is Hank’s son. Gary

Now I consider it a treat when Hank Salmonson shows up for lunch at the Family

Bakery.  For me, he’ll share chocolate!  He’s another good buddy of
Dick’s.  Hank recently with friend Jade Mogaard released his Cd
entitled “88 years of Hank”.  Yes, he’s an uncle of Wayne Smith and
Dennis and Terry Espe also my sis in law, Debbie.( Harlan’s daughter)
and Salmonsons.   A couple summers ago Bradley and his son came back
and painted Hanks house.  Hank will go pick guitar with Dicks group
when  they are together at Wayne  and Rosemary Smiths……..He’s
also got a wealth of stories to tell.  Right now, his great – niece
Shari Honsey June’s daughter( from Seattle) is in the area and they
hang out together.  Hank  was   a brother in  law to Albert Hiatt and
married to Maybelle Smith, who has passed away.  Back at ya.Vickie

From Bev Morinville Azure (72): 

Thank you Bonnie  for   this  clear up  Yes  my dad  was  the driving force behind the  K of  C’s in   Dunseith  he  was   very proud of  this. He  may not have had  much money  but he had the  biggest  heart in the world……he   fed many people through his store   we never had much  money  we had something  more…….  we  were taught  how  to treat  others  with love and kindness………our house was open to many,  we ended  having  many friends   because mom and  dad never turned any of  our  friends away even the  ones  that were  a little bad  lol  they just  took  em in and loved em. Dad  was also the man that  started the  field mass , every  summer  up at the  peace gardens there are hundred  that gather for a mass  for  peace around the  world. It  is held every  2nd  Sunday in July. Please  join us next year.  He  was  the founder and it is  still going to this  day  I  think it is  about  40  to 45  years   going  now.  Debbie is coming along   she is  in Holy Rosery Hospital now  in  Miles  City   she is having  therapy.  We  plan to go see her  next weekend   after   Shonda’s wedding this weekend  I  will need a  week to recover.You all sound like you had  fun in St John  we  talked about going  but   we needed a weekend  to   do stuff  at home  we have been on the  road every weekend   this summer.  Gary  thanks again  for all you do.  By the  way  I went and spent 4  days  with Toni and her  family and  we had a blast .  We will do it again next summer I hope.  Bev


From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

I think its great so many people have sent replies to the Knights of
Columbus photo. There is one correction though, it was taken about
1969-1971 as the two Casavants in the middle row are Rick and David who
are about my age. Rick was in the class of 1966 at Rolette and I think
David was in !968. So 1958 is too early by ten years or so.


Hurricane Gustov from Dale Pritchard (63): 

Hi Gary,

Hurricane Gustov come in out of the Gulf just a little West of New
Orleans Monday forenoon.  It started past my place, to the East, about
10:00 Monday night, with the entire eye between here and Alexandria,
which is only about 45 miles further East.  It’s better to be on the
West side of a hurricane.  The East side is the “big trouble” side.  The
wind blew many hours with a steady howl that works on one’s nervous
system.  I stayed up till 2:00 AM Monday night just in case the roof got
damaged and rain started in.  I finally gave up and went to bed until
8:00.  By that time it was past but dumping rain pretty hard.  Between
downpours, I checked outside and crawled up on the roof to see what was
gone (or left).  It was all OK and I still have a hard time believing we
came through it with no damage.  Alexandria on the other hand, had
houses damaged, trees down, trees on houses, flooding, etc.  We’re
already looking at four more on the way.  It’s pretty certain the first
the first one will head North on the East side of Florida but it’s too
early to tell anything on the other three.

In Sep 05, a hurricane came in on the Louisiana/Texas state line, about
20 miles away, and took some of my shingles with it.  I was on the East
side that time and paid for it!!  We spent about four days without power
that time.  This time, it was only off about seven hours.  I feel for
those in Florida who get some effects from almost every one that goes
by, and more than their share of hits!


From Sybil Johnson: 

Ive gotten to looking forward to receiving your emails and all the information from others. I noticed a mention of Hazel Hyatt and I remember her well. She used to come to Bernice’s house all the time. She sure was a worker, as I remember on her farm. I do have a picture of her and if I can find it, I will put it on here.

Sybil Johnson

Pictures provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Daughter of Sandra Zeiler (62) & Mike Vandal
Vandal, Terri 2148

Daughter of Sandra Zeiler (62) & Mike Vandal
Vandal, Dawn 2148

Marlin Williams (55 – Deceased) – Doris Peterson Williams (53)
Peterson, Marlin Doris 2148

Does any one recognize this picture?
Belgarde, Ella 2148


Below, I have listed the remaining folks that we have not located from the 40′s classes. Thank you very much for all the feed back you provided with the last request asking for help locating  these folks from the 40′s classes.  With your help our list has gotten much smaller.

Please provide any info that you know about any of these folks. Please provide names of relative or friends that may know and Married names of the gals



Class of 1940
Lucina Bahl

Class of 1941
Kenneth Christianson
Thelma Medlang
Irene Nelson

Class of 1942
June McDermott

Class of 1943
Mary Murry

Class of 44
Lyle Johnson
Lona Lund (Swan)

9/2/2008 (210)

Reply from Ele Dietrich Slyter’s (69):

I want to thank both of you for posting the notice about the Rolette County Historical Society fundraiser.  Sherri, Cam and Alyssa were able to attend the event with me and we all had a wonderful time.  The food was great, the people were awesome to visit with and the music awesome as well.  You had a wonderful turn out for the event and the weather also cooperated.   Had it not been for you posting this on here I would not have known about it and would not have had such a wonderful evening.  Thank you isn’t enough but it is all I have.  So thank you again.

The Society has made wonderful advances in the museum…we were there about 3 years ago and things have changed so much from then until now…keep up the great work.

Message from Betty Watschke Cooley (45): 

Hello Gary – – –

It was good to hear from you.  LaRose Ketterling has been forwarding your postings to me for some time and it has been most interesting.  I had just decided that I should get in touch with you myself when the latest from her arrived and also yours on the same day.

Many of the contacts have been in much more recent generations than mine, but there are still names that I recognize and of course all the old remembrances from the “old” days with names, happenings, etc.  to which I can relate.

I was sorry to learn of Hope Bedard’s passing.  She was a good friend of my parents and as a  retired nurse had helped care for my mother at home who was in a paralyzed condition after a bad car accident.  My dad was Carl Watschke who was a rural mail carrier from l943 to l963. His route was mainly to the northeast of town so we were acquainted with many of the families in that area.  When he retired he moved out here and made his home with us (when he wasn’t traveling).

Two thoughts re the l945 class:  Georgia Merrick is deceased.  She had lived in the Seattle area for quite some time and I remember seeing it in the newspaper, but I don’t have any info as to when, but it’s been quite a number of years ago.

Floyd Dion wasn’t a member of our class — but may be he’s what you have labeled an “Auxiliary” in some other  letters.

I haven’t received any of the pictures when LaRose has been forwarding to me — so perhaps that will change when I can get things directly from you.
This is a great hobby you have developed — and I know it is appreciated by many.  It must consume hours of your time.  Thanks so very much.

Regards,    Betty Watschke Cooley — class of l945

Betty, Yes, this is a fun and rewarding hobby.  About Floyd Dion being in your class.  Floyd told the reason and I forgot, but he was not able to continue school.  He said had he continued he would have graduated with the class of 45.  Gary

Reply from Jeff Skjelver(Dave Shelver’s son): 

Question Jeff: Is Tom Hepper’s father Gene (Deceased) the former teacher from Dunseith that many of us remember so well? Gary

Jeff’s reply: Yes, Tom is the middle son of Gene and Patricia’s three boys.  Tom and his wife have been out in the Green Bay, WI area for the past 13 years or so.

Gary’s Reply: Jeff, Mr. Hepper has been discussed several times in the past year with pictures. Does Tom remember much of Dunseith?  I had Mr. Hepper for World History.  Gary

Reply from Bob Lykins (DHS teacher Mid 60′s): 


Great wedding photos.  It reminds me of the time I was invited to a wedding in Olongapo City (Subic Bay) and ended up taking a ton of photos because I was the only one with a camera.  Congrats to the happy couple.

I am off to Germany for two months.  That is if Hurricane Gustov will allow us to get off the ground.


From Janice Workman (56): 

Hi Gary, I saw in the TMS that Darrell Haberstad died. Do you know any details??? His family has my sympathy and prayers.

Joyce Martinson had a daughter, Martha Rae, that I babysat.  The going rate at that time, about 1950, 51 sometime in there, was 25 an hour.  In 1952 I worked at the Crystal Café for 35 cents.

The sign in the picture I think is Garden Lanes.  It would have been taken after the creamery burned and the Garden Tap was built.  The Crystal Café is right next door.

Janice Workman Class of ’56.

Janice, All I know is that Darrayl had a stroke at a young age and was pretty much bed ridden for the rest of his life.  At the time of his death he was living in a nursing home in Glasgow, MT near his sister Lona. His other sister Lorraine lives in Vista, CA.  I have pasted their info below.  Gary

Habberstad Darrayl Passed away in December 2007 Deceased 59
Habberstad Nelson Iona Joy PO Box 222 Glasgow, MT 59230 (406) 228-8454 No email address 49
Habberstad Worrall Dorraine 149 OCEANVIEW DR VISTA, CA  92084 (760) 630-4827 td4tap@cox.net 47

Reply  from Karen Loeb Mhyre (65): 

It would be fun for all of us in the Seattle area to get together and we hope many of the cruisers would be in Seattle a day or two early to join us.  We will have to figure out the time of our gathering when you know your exact itenary.  Just let me know the date that will work for you.


Pictures provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:


This is the picture that came in yesterday when I was sending the daily message. Neola was asking me if I knew who L. Rude would be. One look at this picture and I knew right away it was Carrole Fauske Rude (66), Laverne’s wife.  Neola and Laverne have known each other most of their lives, so when I replied, she was shocked.  At the moment, when she sent the picture, she had Leroy Rude on her mind and not Laverne.

Because I have a little story to tell, I cropped another of picture of Laverne and added to the Bottom of Carrole with their children,  I think Melissa & Brant.

In a sense, one can say Carrole (Fauske) and Laverne Rude are kind of special to me.  From the very day I was born, I have known them both pretty well. Laverne’s family and our family were very active members of Salem Lutheran church.  In the coarse of a week we were together often.  We were very close. We knew Carrole’s family well too, with her mother, Eleanor, being a Hiatt.  Laverne’s parents were Albert & Gladys Rude.  They lived about 4 mikes west of us in Bottineau county. Laverne graduted from Bottineau HS in 1963.

Now for the story and you will see why Carrole and Laverne are kind of special.

In the school year of 64/65 Carrole was a Junior at DHS and Laverne was a Sophomore at the Forestry. I was a Senior at DHS. Living way up in the hills and with cows to milk and chores to do, we were seldom able to attend any school activities outside of the school day. Every now and then, but not often, my folks would allow me to attend some evening school activities. Because we had to get up early to milk cows before going to school, we had to be in bed at 9:00 PM.  Laverne, like most guys was interested in girls.  He had heard that Dunseith had some really nice good looking girls and he wanted to check them out.  He asked me if I would accompany him to one of our Dunseith high school basket ball games.  My folks said it was OK.  He picked me up in his dad’s white and green 57 Chevrolet and we went to Dunseith.  I remember it being very cold. During the coarse of the basket ball game, Carrole came over and asked me who the handsome blue eyed fellow was with me.  I introduced the two of them that night and they have been together ever since.  I believe they were married in 1967, after Laverne graduated from NDSU.  With the union of Carrole and Laverne, I think (know) there were several broken hearts in Dunseith.

I remember after the Basket ball game, Laverne and I got back into his dad’s 57 Chev. Laverne was driving and in the coarse of backing up to get turned around on ice, we backed/slid into the side of Virgil/Jay Vanorny’s car.  So that was a memorable night for Laverne. He had met his future wife and had an accident to boot.

Carrole and Laverne are currently living in Vancouver WA.  Laverne became a pilot and made a career of the Air Force. After retiring from the Air Force he was a pilot for Verizon air lines, part of Alaskan Air lines, for a number of years.

Now as Paul Harvey would say, you know the rest of the story.


        Carole Fauske Rude (66) with I think, Melissa & Brant.
Fauske Rude, Carrole 2146

Laverne Rude
Rude, Laverne 2146

Reply from Judy Allery Azure (65): 


This is a picture of my oldest brother Hubert Allery, he resides here in Fargo, ND.   It would be nice if Neola would be able to mail it to me.   Then I could pass it along to him.  I believe you have my address.  Thanks!   Wonderful job you are doing.  Read your e-mail on a daily basis sure nice to read, about so many people  I know.

Thank You!

Judy Allery Azure

Allery, Hubert 2146

9/3/2008 (211)

Folks, don’t miss the Knights of Columbus picture, with explination From Bonnie Awalt Houle,  at the very bottom of this message.  Gary

Mel Kuhn’s (70) reply to the “Historical Society” Steak Fry last Saturday: 

Howdy Gary,

The turnout for the Historical Society Steak Fry was overwhelming. We got caught with our pants down. I know I never imagined the people would come in so fast and all at one time. We kind of started out pretty confused and had trouble keeping everything straight and some steaks went out to the wrong people and cooked the wrong way. We finally got a list going and almost got organized by the time it was done. A lot of our steaks hadn’t gotten thawed all the way and that was creating quite a problem for those well done folks. I ended up recooking several which I have to apologize for and for some of the people that had to wait so long. We ended up having to raid my freezer at home for more steaks when we ran out and still didn’t have enough. We went through a 101 steaks and a couple dozen burgers and some hotdogs. This all happened in an hour and a half. None of the workers[7 of us] and several of the band members never got a steak. I know I ended up with a cold wiener at about 9:30. Lots of the people there I did not know and they were there because of this site and we have to thank you for that. I got to visit with Ele for a while so that was a good thing. She informed me that she is having a 60th. Birthday party for Richard next Saturday and invited us to attend. Someone told me of people there from the old Dunseith days and the only name that I can remember is Nancy Hosmer but there were several others. Maybe Dick can pass along some names. Well, I hope everyone’s food was OK and no one got sick. I didn’t get to listen to much of the music but what I did hear was great. We’ll have to try it again next year and see if we can to a little better job. I forgot to mention that the banter between myself and Chicken[Henry LaRocque] is just something we do, we weren’t really arguing. It was great seeing so many people and I hope to see you all again.

Mel Kuhn[70]

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Thank You. Gary for #210 this am was awaiting me.  So great to hear that even as a high school student you were helping “Cupid” with the Rude/Fauske romance. Years later, as the world turned you and Bernadette  continued to do so with your young friends this past summer.
Reply to yesterday’s message from Judy Allery Azure (65): 

Hi Gary,

I must inform you that my brother, Hubert Allery, is a DHS graduate but the year should read 1962 not 1952. This was a good laugh when I informed him of the year you had above his picture.
Thanks again for all the hard work you do.

Oh, by the way the picture of the two little boys with Debbie Dubois’ name are actually from Belcourt.  Debbie’s maiden name is Allery, her parents were relatives of my family.  Her mother is Rosemarie Allery of Belcourt, ND.

Judy Allery Azure

Judy, That was a typo. I do know that Hubert graduated in 1962. I should have caught that one before it went out. Sorry for the mistake.  Gary

Three replies from Dick Johnson (68): 

Two replies From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary and Friends,

Rod Hiatt wanted me to elaborate on events at the sporting goods store

in Bottineau. I can do that. It was in the early 80′s that Henson’s had
a sporting goods store in the old Stone Hotel. Gary
Mortenson worked there with Don Bunce, as I recall. One day a man named
Dodgion and his wife, Florence were in the store. He was handling a ..22
Magnum when it discharged and  took her life. She was the daughter of
John and Helen Gunville and this was a very sad incident for all the
family and for all those who knew them. I do remember that after this
happened, Don Bunce really lost interest in the business and before long
closed his store and moved, I believe to Minot, but I’m not sure of
that. Florence was in the DHS class of 1967 and was well liked. Her
brother, Mark, had worked for me here on the farm for a while just
before this happened, so I felt connected to this tragedy. If I have any
details wrong, I apologize, but this is how I remember it. Feel free to
correct anything I write at any time, as we need these articles  to be
as close to the facts as is at all possible. Thanks Gary.


Gary, A side note.. In one fwd. Rod Hiatt mentioned a shooting at a sporting good store…….Gary, I wonder if the young mother who lost her life was Florence Gunville, daughter of John and Helen.  I believe, John and Helen raised Florences’ young son on the former Kavali farm after they purchased it from Leonard and Dot.  Another tragic blow to an old Dunseith family. Sometimes all that gets folks through  the tragedys are  good  friends , strong family and enduring Faith.Vickie Metcalfe


That is the Garden Lanes sign on the picture. The cars appear to be mid
60s. I’m sure someone will recognize the bride and groom, but I don’t
right now! Thanks.


Gary, I’m sure Dick has corrected the notion  that Carroll Carlson ever lived in the Dunseith Nursing Home..NO NEVER…….Carroll, after leaving the Carlson farm moved to the Hazel Hiatt farm stead (just south of Kick McKay’s)  on Willow Creek just n. of Dunseith. Carroll was mentally capable. Dick Johnson assisted Carroll  get medical attention when so needed. Don Aird, Carroll’s nephew was in contact frequently with Carroll via telephone and came to spend time with him at least once a year. Vickie


Short note–Vickie Metcalfe is right, Carroll Carlson never was a day in any nursing
home! He took care of his own business right up to the last day! He was
also sharp as a tack! He came home after driving uptown for Senior Meals
and died while walking across his kitchen, exactly the way he would have
chosen, I’m sure!


Reply from Jeff Skjelver(Dave Shelver’s son): 

Gary’s Reply: Jeff, Mr. Hepper has been discussed several times in the past year with pictures. Does Tom remember much of Dunseith?  I had Mr. Hepper for World History.  Gary

Oh sure he does.  He used to pal around with John Morgan’s (61) son, Mike, when they were kids.  Tom speaks fondly of his days in Dunseith, especially negotiating the aisles of Shelver Drug.  He moved with his family to Rugby when he was about 7 years old.  That would have been around 1973.

Tribute to Scott Nadeau from Dave Slyter (70): 

Tribute to Scott Nadeau

Born on earth  2/10/73

Born to heaven  8/28/08

I was so sorry to see the passing of a good friend to me and to just about everyone,  Scott Nadeau.   I remember Scott from when I worked at the DunseithHigh School back in the early 90’s.    He was a very polite, smart and down to earth young man.   His smile would shine like the bright sun and his mannerism was unbelievable.   He would spend a lot of time after school just hanging around and every once in a while he would come and visit while I was doing my daily routine work and ask if he could help.   I never turned down any kind of help.   When he got a little older he got very interested in sports card and I told him he should go and see my sister Brenda and her husband Paul as they owned the trophy shop in Rugby.  They were instant friends of each other.  They too will tell you that Scott was the most pleasant person to be around.   We will certainly miss him.

Scott fought a long hard battle with his cancer and even when I remember when he got it, his positive attitude brought him a very long way thru the years when he was fighting this horrible disease.

Today I will say a special prayer for Scott as he goes home to his final resting place.   I know he will be welcomed with open arms and be a friend to everyone, just like he was here on earth.    God Bless you Scott and we will be seeing you later when we all go home to that special place you are now,  Heaven.

Dave Slyter (70)

Obituary from Neola Kofoid Garbe: 


Feb. 10, 1973-Aug. 29, 2008

DUNSEITH Scott Nadeau, 35, Dunseith, died Friday, Aug. 29, 2008, in a Belcourt hospital.

He was born Feb. 10, 1973, to Roberta Nadeau in Belcourt.

Survivors: mother, Dunseith; brothers, Jamie Nadeau and Roy Poitra, both Dunseith; sisters, Melissa Beston, Donna Beston, Angel Beston and Stephanie Beston, all Dunseith.

Funeral: Wednesday, 10 a.m., St. Michael the Archangel Catholic Church in Dunseith.

Burial: St. Louis Cemetery, Dunseith.

Prayer service: Today, 8 p.m., in the church.

Wake: Today, 4 p.m., in the church.

(Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau)

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary,  I understand  a cousin mentioning  her relationship to Carroll Carlson. Attached is a letter I sent to his nephew, Don Aird the son of Clarissa (Carlson) Aird, which you may share if you wish. (Although, I’m still a computer novice, when I first began writing remembrances, I started saving all kinds of stuff on the computer and have some letters and Carroll’s 1937—- history. )Carroll also said one time he was somehow related to the Martinson’s out of Landa ND………Carroll was very close and fond of his sister Clarissa’s children. Don and Christina Aird .

Carroll also chose and counted Dick Johnson among his
friends many friends.
I do have Mrs. Carlson’s recipe for Cardomom Cookies!
Gary, I am getting e- mails infrequently.  Missed a quite a few, But
I was happy to get #209.  Because I  always delight in sharing my
fond remembrances of the folks of “Snuce Box Junction Road” . As
ever. Vickie

Attached Letter:

May 14, 2004

Dear Family of Carroll,

Just  a couple weeks ago on May 1,  2004. Little Prairie Cemetery had the annual spring clean up.  Carroll was there with his rake. Imagine that at …89 years old recovering from cataract surgery and heart complications.

I knew Carroll, all my life  growing up 1/2 mile east. There was a big generation gap.   He’d tell people, “This is Vickie, I’ve known her all her life.
I remembered Mrs. Carlson as a kid, and her wonderful Cardamom Sugar cookies. . And I remember Carroll’s brother, Leonard.

Whenever Leonard came back to visit Carroll, he (Leonard) would walk through the fields and visit my folks, sometimes pulling up a milk stool at the barn,or walking into the  unlocked house and have coffee.  Carroll,  in contrast, was more than quiet.   He was one person that people would often miss or overlook in a group.  He was  reserved.

As a kid, I always wondered. “What the connection was with the Metcalfe’s?” For many years, Carroll would come and get a bucket of drinking water every week at our farm, never stopping at the house. Or driving down the road on his tractor pulling some piece of machinery. He was very quiet. Except with, Dad when he was around, who would engage him in conversation.  Dad had said that his brother,  my Uncle Archie and Carroll had traveled to Montana as young men.  My dad had the highest regard for him and would say about him, “Carroll is a true American hero.”   And, Dad also said, “If it’s not any of your business when you ask him about something, Carroll will tell you. “It’s none of your business.”  Carroll also moved stealthily.  My dad said, “Carroll had  a hunting prowess,  you wouldn’t even know he was around when he was hunting in the woods.”

We,  Metcalfe kids respected the “generation gap”.  So as a kid, I assumed Carroll wanted to be left alone.  As an adult, I found out differently.  In one conversation  with my mom about 4 years ago, Audrey Smith(another neighbor) told mom that Carroll told her, “Vickie always says hello when you see her.”  So, I took that as affirmation that it would be o.k. to approach him.

Three years ago, Mick (Gary) Morris came to Dunseith on his  own quest. In the early 90′s, his mother  told him that his birth father was Archie Metcalfe of Dunseith ND.  In late July 2001, Mick contacted our family. For me, and Mick Morris there was, some kind of immediate emotional bond.  I remembered and loved my  Uncle Archie Metcalfe in my childlike memories.  A gregarious, fun loving , favourite doting Uncle who loved kids.  I shared what I remembered  with Mick.

And I knew, what dad had said about Carroll and Archie in Montana.  I also remembered what Dad had said about Carroll and “minding one’s business”  but I  took a first big risk with Carroll.

I told Mick, not to expect anything. But, I wished for him to meet two people who had known my Uncle Archie (on their level), as men. Carroll and Art Seim.  We drove my blazer to Carroll’s in north Dunseith.  I got out and  cautiously approached Carroll, I told him I had a visitor from Chinook, MT.   I told him that Mick was from Chinook, MT  who believed he was  Archie’s son.  Then,  I asked if he’d be willing to talk to Mick.  Carroll moved with alacrity and said most definitely that he would.  I asked where he’d like to visit?  Carroll said Dale’s. ( I’ve since learned that Carroll does not frequent that business).  Carroll crawled into my blazer took one look at Mick and  laughed, that little  unique laugh that he had, said.  “Yep,  You’re a Metcalfe.”  Carroll could not stop talking with Mick.  Betty  (Mick’s wife)  and I just sat quietly and smiled at the two of them.  I asked Carroll, if he thought it would be appropriate for me to take Mick to meet Art Seim.  He said yes.

Carroll and Art Seim were kind enough to visit with Mick, and share what they knew.  ie. Carroll and Archie Metcalfe, as friends  rode the rails to Chinook, MT together in 1937 and worked on the Miller Ranch.
Carroll,  the quiet, non-pretentious,elusive person, and I began  to visit frequently.  I think our friendship was cemented when Carroll and I had an adventure to Chinook, MT.  I was so grateful, that he was open and kind to Mick.  When I asked if he’d like to go to Chinook he responded affirmatively.  I was to  drive, but he insisted on paying for the gas and eats…. At service stations, Carroll would jump out and start filling the car with gas. He would not nap on the road. He said he had to stay awake to keep an eye on my driving.  But, as we drove I realized his eyes were darting everywhere, taking in every speck of scenery, making comments.  He  pointed  out road signs,  towns visited, and also to a sign toward Canada where he had cousins at one time. He even tolerated my dogs!

We visited Fort Peck Dam, Mick and Betty in Chinook, the Miller ranch, Nez Pierce National Battlefield, Cleveland MT, and the Bears Paw.

While in Chinook, Betty and Mick opened their  beautiful home to Carroll and myself. In the mornings, Mick would drive Carroll to the cafe for breakfast. And,  one day took him to visit to see an old friend, a veteran,  Carroll served with. This was  difficult for Carroll since they were both hard of hearing and  talking at the same time!

Mick introduced Carroll to the grandson of one of the Miller brothers, Carroll had worked for.   Mick and Carroll also went to the bar in the afternoons to visit  the locals.  Ha, so much for me being….. “one of the boys”.  :>)

They finally,  :>) did let me and the dogs go along on the road trip. Which is much better  to me than the thought of golfing.  We spent an entire day  in Mick’s truck 4-wheeling throughout the Bears Paw.  At one point,  Carroll was hanging on to the handles while Mick drove almost vertically down a mountain. Carroll laughed his little laugh and told Mick he’d never been on top one of the Bears Paw, in all the years he worked for the Miller brothers.

Me, and the dogs sat quietly in the back seat.  (I felt like a little kid… excited about being allowed  to go along with adults on a grand adventure.) We stopped at different ranches, found a sheep shed Carroll remembered.  (After a fire in the early ’90s many building were destroyed in Blaine County.) Carroll  delighted Mick and I with  stories.  We ate lunch in  Cleveland, MT where Carroll recalled stories about himself, and Archie, and the ranch hands at the Saturday night dances.  We ate hamburgers and drank a beer at that little Cleveland bar.  Before we ate dinner, Carroll locked himself in the  mens’ bathroom when the door knob came off the door.  I giggled,  quiet Mick smiled, Carroll  took the ribbing good naturedly.  Although, he did get the last laugh, when the same thing happened to me,  the handle came off the womens’  room door.   We had  brought the dogs in and kept a close eye on them after the proprietor told us she had killed a rattler inside the place the week before.    I  was trying to get out of the bathroom, taking slow deep breaths all the while imagining snakes.  More stories and reminiscing.

Carroll shared the story of his first plane flight with Archie over the Bear’s Paw and Chinook, of hard work, moving sheep, haying and moving horses to the reservation wintering grounds and of the fun, site seeing with Archie.  Mick and I shared our delight at Carroll’s enthusiasm and delight.

Carroll was always a gentleman.  As a Metcalfe, I am big, I towered over Carroll and I am quite capable of taking care of myself.  But he’d open doors, insisted on gassing up the car, and  try to beat me to a ticket.

Carroll was also person of tact.  One evening, Carroll and I were to take my car and meet our hosts for dinner at a swanky place in Havre.  Carroll said to me when we we alone,  “What does Mick do?”  (He was very impressed with Mick, and Mick’s home).

One disappointment, ( I  regret this)of Carroll’s that he had on that trip.  I did not find out until later was, he did not see not  an old acquaintance, Monica (Druniak) Conrad.  The Druniak family were among the first people Archie and Carroll met in Chinook, of course after Kelso Graham.   He didn’t ask me about why Mick did not take him to see her until we were miles away from Chinook.
Carroll really loved those Bear’s Paw.  When driving over the Mouse River,  the Turtle Mountains  came in sight I asked him if he’d was happy  to get back in view of the Turtle Mountains.  He  regretfully replied,  “I like the Bear’s Paw Mountains.”

I asked Carroll if I could write down the stories he told me on the trip.  (Of course, he was shy about it.) “Huh,Why would you want to do that?” he responded”.  I told him because I love stories, and you have a story to tell, one I want to remember.  He, then started bringing me stuff and telling me more stories. I believe he was pleased to collaborate.

That Christmas, Carroll suggested that I send his story to Monica. That was how he introduced me to Monica (Druniak) Conrad via  the US mail and telephone.

Carroll really wanted me to know his story, and his friends, and understand  to not forget the lessons of W.W.II.  An example, He’d bring me newspaper articles.   And , last summer 2003, he called me up asking me to stop in and meet his niece in Camano Island when I was in Washington. I was a bit embarrassed to do that.  Now I wish I had. (another regret)

At least once a month Carroll and I  met for 11:30 dinner, the  Saturday lunch special, at the Bottineau Bowling Alley.  Carroll  and his friends  shared so many interesting stories of life experiences,opinions of  current events, news,  and common interests.  I thoroughly enjoyed the  knowledge, uplifting humor and teasing among Carroll and his Saturday dinner friends.

As I came to appreciate Carroll more and more as a person,   I realized he was of the same caliber, kind of man that my dad and so many folks of that generation were ie. Patriotic, strong work ethic, honest,  fair, trustworthy, positive, well read, and  knowledgeable.  Carroll could discuss  many issues , ideas, and  politics as well as regional history.  Maybe, that’s another…why?.. I liked hanging out with him.

The only time I saw Carroll really angry and swear (not quiet) was a discussion  about the possibility of war.  He had a very strong opinion, in opposition to it. Something like , “we don’t belong over there in that damn place.”  We were eating lunch at the Bowling Alley, Angus and I were surprised at (normally quiet) Carroll’s outburst.  Angus and I looked around,  everyone was looking.  Then,  we shrugged it off.  Heck, Carroll earned the right to any opinion he wished to express.  Another time when I was writing his remembrances he said  “war is not glorious, it’s hell!”

One characteristic Carroll really exemplified, modeled, and valued was, “His Word.” When Carroll gave someone his word, it was mightier than a written contract or gold. It meant something!  Others, who he entered agreements with him sometimes weren’t as forthright, broke contracts or let him down.  But Carroll never, ever wavered on where he stood.  I’d say , “Why Carroll?  When the those folks don’t keep their end of the bargain? ”  He’d say,simply,  “I keep my word.”

Carroll  talked fondly of his family.  He liked to share what they were  doing and talk about  a painting,  article, book, picture, or  gift  that was sent to him.  He spoke affectionately of his siblings. He never mentioned  the word,…. love.  But, I could just see a glow, when he was talking about  one them,  that he loved them.   On that May 1, 2004 cemetery clean up day, he spent some time  standing in silence at the Carlson family plot.

I consider myself privileged to have known him.

Vickie Metcalfe

Follow up message from Vickie:

Gary, Someday, would you like me to mail you a hard copy of ” Carroll’s Traveling Years”?  I had  the most wonderful ,great time writing/collaborating with Carroll.   Once finished, he shared with many of his friends at Dunseith Senior Citizens.  He also  sent copies to family members ie. his sister Ursulla in Virginia……..Ursulla’s husband, Donn  a few years ago wrote  and published a book about his life of…. “arms dealing” , he was originally from Overly.  Ursulla  painted, continued with her love of horses and they were both very interested in national affairs.   Upon Carroll’s death one of Ursullas paintings is on display at the Dunseith Senior Citizens.  Carroll’s niece, Christine lives on Camano Island WA, her husband is a commericial fisherman.  Don Aird  retired from the Food and Drug Administration lives in St. Louis.   They frequently  sent Carroll books on WWII, and “The Greatest Generation”, which he’d in turn  would  share.  Don and  Christine have Aird relatives in St. John they continue to correspond with. I’m sure Dick would know  this too.

I think Carroll kind of adopted Dick and Brenda.  He loved them. And , They were wonderful to him! And as you probably have realized by now, Carroll enriched many, many lives.  We, continue to validate his.  Vickie

Bev Morinville’s (72)reply to the mens picture posted yesterday:

Ithink that   man on the  far  right is  Warren Johnson     I will ask  Linda   also   someone  said they thought   that was  rich  campbell  if  it is K OF  C   that wouldn’t be  Rich,    this one is  still a  mystery  ..    I still think it is the  K of  C’s but   maybe  that is    rich’s   twin  lol    Hey  rich  how about it is that you  or not ?



Reply Mona Dionne Johnson (48):

When the first pic was sent, it was enlarged and did not include the

whole bunch apparently, so when I said it was a Casavant sencond  from
right in the middle row , it now becomes 4th from right in the middle row.
Mona Dionne Johnson (48)

Reply from  Linda Johnson Juntunen(72): 

Aunt Mona, I think so far so good.  Warren Johnson on the middle row far right.

The floor looks like the basement of the St LouisChurch so I think some KC thing also.

Also Gary, my Dad, Joseph Warren Johnson passed away in 1992 and is buried in the St. LouisCemetery. My Uncle Robert (Bob) Johnson is out in Frederick, Maryland. These were two of the names on your 40’s list



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Reply from Don Martel (Former DHS Principal):  

Gary, again thanks for keeping this going.  In regards to the picture, third from the right, front row is Terry Scott (deceased) from Rolette, and second from the right, second row is my father, Albert Martel  (deceased) from Rolette.  I would guess this was a Knights of Columbus event.

Reply From Bonnie Awalt Houle (56): 

Hi Gary,

Concerning the KC Picture:  Joe Morinville was the first person from Dunseith to join the Knights of Columbus.  He had to go to Rugby because Dunseith didn’t have enough people to have their own council.  The picture was taken before 1958 in Rugby.

Keith Houle, Darryl Fugere, Raymond Cote, joined in 1958.  When they joined Emile Cote, Al Houle and several others were already members.  Lloyd Awalt didn’t join until 1959.  Joe Morinville was the driving force behind the success of the Knights of Columbus in Dunseith, he worked very hard and convinced many young men of the importance of the good works they could accomplish.

Bonnie Awalt Houle (56)

Thank you Bonnie for the explanation of this photo.  I know many of you folks have probably been trying to identify those in this picture or been waiting for someone to come up with the identities. With what Bonnie just said, Many of these folks are probably not from Dunseith.  Thanks to all of you that replied identifying those that you knew.  I thought it was strange when Dick Johnson (68) did not know many of these folks and now we know why.  Gary

                      Knights of Columbus picture taken in Rugby.
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