Beautiful Trutle mountains this time of year
From Carmen Leonard Richard: Rolette, ND
Today, I attended my grand-daughters 6th grade basketball game in St. John. On my return trip, I drove west of St John on highway 34, to highway 3 and on to Dunseith and then back to our farm south of Rolette. I do not have words to tell you how beautiful the Turtle Mountains are right now. I recommend everyone who has to opportunity, to take a fall foilage tour between St John and the Peace Garden, you will be impressed.
Stella Schimetz email address:
From Mark Schimetz (70): Rolette, ND
Well lets see if this works Gary? I set an email up for her here at Hotmail .com, then I can just bring my notebook to the school and she can view them, providing the school has a wireless site. If not she can read all of them when we go to Minot. I can plug into Kathys Internet services.
Mark, Folks have been asking for a good mailing address for your mother to mail cards too. If you can give that to us it would be most appreciated. Thanks, Gary

Travis Metcalfe (76) and Vickie Metcalfe (70)
Email exchanges from Vickie: Dunseith, ND
and Tavis: Mesa, AZ


Gary another fwd of communication from me and Trav

Thanks for this fwd. Trav.

I know lots of Metcalfe’s knew folks employed by Boeings Uncle, George Oswell for one. I don’t think he ever retired from there, he liked working for Boeings. When ever in Seattle Uncle George Oswell often tried to convince me to go apply at Boeings. He’d say something about “North Dakotans are hired alot by Boeings because of their work ethics.

Leona Metcalfe met George Oswell on the Boeings assembly line. She was a true blue WWII “Rosie the Riveter.”

Trav’s reply

“Ya…so did Leona….I remember George saying (or Mom saying George sayng) that He and Leona met on the B-17 assembly line-“It was love at first bombsight” He had quite a wit…….

History rolls out and on.
Phone number correction for Orvin Hagen – (701) 478-3947
From Leland Hagen (50): BRYAN, TX

Hi Gary,


When I read this message the phone number for Orvin just didn’t look right so I checked it out. He will never get a call using the number posted above his picture! It should be (701) 478-3947. He was all excited about Geri’s visit. In fact he told me all about it a couple times!! As she said in her email he enjoys phone calls and visits but he can be hard to catch sometimes. Just keep trying.



Leland Hagen (50)




Leland, Thank you so much for this correction. I have corrected my files. Yes, the Metcalfe’s were close neighbors to Orvin when he worked and lived at the Peace Garden. Gary





Reply from Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND



It sounds like your workers are on the ball. I bet your new major addition will be a nice one! We are off to the Hostfest with two shows a day—9:30 AM and 3:00 PM each day. We were down yesterday and did a sound check with the sound system folks. This eliminates lots of wasted time getting the settings right when we play. They mark down the settings and can then just go back to their same points for each group and away we go. Lots of nice friendly people were already there yesterday and even more displays than before. There are beautiful Norwegian and Swedish displays of ethnic clothing and crafts. Absolutely beautiful—to a Norskie anyway! Good luck with the building. Later!


Folks, Please stop by and say hi to Dick, Brenda and Ron. This is their 2nd year being hired by the Hostfest folks for their entertainment. We all know that if they were not good and well liked, they would have never hired been back this year. Gary



Highway 43 will be performing at the Hostfest:

Posting from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Minot & Bottineau, ND



Hi Gary,
As you can see, Highway 43 is scheduled to perform at the Hostfest. Stockholm Hall, where they are performing, is the first door/hall to the right when you enter the main doors at the Hostfest. They will be performing all four days, twice a day. When you enter the main doors, you will either be given, or you can pick up, a schedule for the four days.
I like Stockholm Hall, as, besides having excellent music, it has many vendors. I enjoy checking what the vendors are selling; it’s especially fun when there is good music to listen to, also.

Request from Dwight Lang (61): Tucson, AZ

Hey Gary,

Get that camera out and give us a few “work in progress” shots. Nothing wrong with the old water tube and plumb bob methods.

Dwight Lang,

Past PE, ASCE Member, Currently Old Fart!

Dwight, These are several pictures that I just took. It rained hard last night, so things are a bit wet this morning. Construction here is mainly cement. First they erected the cement posts and beams with lots of steal bar. Then they filled in the walls with cement block inclusive off all the interior walls. Now they will plaster all the wall surface areas with a mixture of half cement and fine sifted sand. When finished these walls will be as smooth as a glass table top. All of the door jams and window sills will be finished with cement too. Other than for the doors, from the roof down there is no wood. The windows have been measured and are being manufactured. When installed, they will be welded to the steel bars imbedded in the walls. The cement window sills and frames will be finished after the windows are installed. The trusses and roof framing are ready for the roofing. The roofer has taken all the measurements and will start installation in a couple of days. The Electrical and plumbing will be installed shortly too. Gary







I am super rushed this morning, so today’s message is rather short.
Stella Schimetz 80th Birthday celebration
From Mark Schimetz (70): Rolette, ND

We will be Celebrating Stella Schimetz’s 80 th Birthday at the Dunseith Elementary School Cafeteria Sunday, October 17th between the hours of 2 and 5 p.m. Realizing that many of Her Kids live to far away to attend. I know she would love to hear from all of you. Congratulation’s and such can be sent to me to forward on, or by cards. Mom loves cards. For those you can attend all are invited to join us.



I’ve been kind of busy lately managing an addition we are adding to our house. Our bedrooms are currently upstairs. The addition we are adding (22′ x 40′) is inclusive of a living room, bedroom and bath. It’s coming together much more quickly that I thought. I have levels, but they prefer to use a plastic tube filled with water for leveling and plumb bobs hanging from a string. The roof will be installed starting this week and the windows will be installed next week. Construction is all cement with wood trusses for the roof. Termites are a big problem in this country. They won’t attack cement though.
Emma Brudwick Kofoid – Neola’s mother
Update fromNeola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Everyone,
It’s absolutely unbelievable. Mom is feeling SO MUCH better! If she continues to feel this well, there’s a possibility she might be moved back to her old room! I don’t know if it’s all the prayers being said or if it’s because they took her off all her pills. Whichever, except for eating so little she’s getting very thin, she’s better, is in more alert, than she’s been for a long time.
I don’t know if it’s all the prayers being said for Mom that has resulted in her present health, or what. THANKS to ALL of you for your prayers! I won’t be replying to all the emails you’ve sent, as I don’t have time; however, please know they are appreciated!
I stayed with Mom, I think, five nights and four days. I came to my apartment about an hour ago, as my cousin, Debbie Sapp, offered to stay with Mom today (It’s Debbie’ day off from working at Good Samaritan (where Mom lives). Debbie checks on Mom/me several times a day when she’s working. She stopped at the Bottineau Bakery Sunday morning and bought “goodies” for us. My cousin, Carol Berg Hamel, has been very faithful about visiting Mom/me, too. Jim’s daughter, Denise, came for the weekend, so she visited Mom. With all of us in Mom’s room, we had a wonderful time. Everyone was laughing/talking/etc., even Mom. It must be the most laughter/fun that’s been in the hospice room for a long time! I had turned Mom over to God; He really came through!! It’s still “A Day at a Time”, but these days have really been surprising. When I left Mom earlier today, she was sitting in the recliner in her room, just as alert as can be. Go figure!
Neola, This is absolutely good news. We are so glad that your mother is recovering. Gary


Richard L. Charrier


February 4, 1936 – August 29, 2010


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Richard L. “Dick” Charrier, age 74 of Park River, passed away on Sunday, August 29, 2010 at the First Care Health Center of Park River. Richard Louis Charrier was born February 4, 1936 in Langdon, ND the son of the late Louis F. and Louise C. (Schefter) Charrier. He graduated from St. Alphonsus High School in Langdon, ND in 1954 and the University of North Dakota in 1959. Richard was united in marriage to Ruth Roberta Rand on December 30, 1961 in Grafton, ND. He worked as an on air personality for KGPC Radio in Grafton, ND and an announcer at the Lake Region Radio Station in Brainerd, MN. In 1965 the couple moved to San Haven, ND where Dick worked as the Business Manager for the North Dakota Tuberculosis Sanatorium. After a reorganization of state agencies he became the Chief Administrative Officer, San Haven, a subdivision of the Grafton State School. From 1988 to 1997 he was the Director of Administrative services for Grand Forks County. Ruth passed away in June of 1990. On December 28, 1993 he was united in marriage to Roberta Frisbee Coleman in Park River where they made their home.

Richard was a member of the Dunseith Masonic Lodge #99 of AF&AM where he served as Worshipful Master from 1970-71; Kem Temple Shriners International, Grand Forks, ND; the Acacia Chapter #12, Order of Eastern Star, Grand Forks, ND and the Park River Federated church. He was a former member of the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite of Freemasonry, Langdon, ND; Phoenicia Chapter, Royal Arch Masons, Bottineau, ND; Grand Commandery Knights Templar of North Dakota, Bottineau, ND. He held office in the ND York Rite Lorraine Commandery #13, Knight Templar. He was a reciepient of the Grand Cross of Color from the International Order of Rainbow Girls for 2003. He was the Worthy Grand Patron, ND Grand Chapter, Order of the Eastern Star from 2002-03. He served on the church boards for the United Parish in Bottineau, ND and the Federated Church in Park River.

Dick enjoyed traveling, golfing, bowling, snowmobiling, camping, riding motorcycles/scooters. He was an avid car enthusiast, especially Thunderbirds. He also enjoyed collecting cameras and taking photographs.

He is survived by his wife Roberta of Park River, ND; children: Angela (Mike) Oleskiw, Yorkton, Sask.; Janna (Don) Ronsberg, Bismarck, ND; Richard Scott Charrier, Bismarck, ND; step-children: Amy Coleman Noble (Jim), Ft. Dix, NJ; Samantha Coleman (Scott Slaven), Virginia Beach, VA; Justin (Christina) Coleman, Winchester, VA; ten grandchildren; sisters: Mary Ellen (Larry) Hatch, Fargo, ND; Ann (Eugene) Dingmann, St. Cloud, MN; Jane (Edward) Robinson, Hastings, MN; step-mother: Therese (Marcott Benoit) Charrier, Walhalla, ND; step-sister and brother: Rochelle (Ron) Fitzsimonds, Payette, ID; Rick (Peggy) Benoit, Langdon, ND; brothers-in-law: Steve Basiago (Cathy Ricciardelli) Highland Park, IL; J. Richard Frisbee, Cambridge, OH; Ron Rand, Ft. Myers, Fl. Numerous nieces and nephews also survive. He was preceded in death by his parents, wife Ruth, sister Kathleen Basiago, parents-in-law: Dr. Charles & Ruth Rand and Robert & Grace Frisbee.

Funeral Services will be Friday September 3, 2010 at 10:30 A.M. at the Tollefson Funeral Home of Park River, ND. Visitation will be Thursday from 5-7 PM with a Masonic Service at 7:00 PM at the Tollefson Funeral Home of Park River. Friends may also call at the funeral home on Friday for one hour prior to the service. Interment will be at the Calvary Cemetery, Langdon, ND. In lieu of flowers, memorials are preferred to the North Dakota Grand Chapter OES Foundation, the American Cancer Society, the American Diabetes Association or the American Lung Association.



Born: February 4, 1936
August 29, 2010
Place of Death:
First Care Health Center



Funeral Service


Friday September 3, 2010, 10:30 A.M. at Tollefson Funeral Home
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Thursday September 2, 2010 at Tollefson Funeral Home
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Prayer Service


Thursday September 2, 2010, 7:00 PM at Tollefson Funeral Home
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Orvin Hagen (701) 428-3947 




Update from Geri Metcalfe Munro (59): Fargo, ND

Hi Gary,
Chuck and I went to visit Orvin Hagen this am–we were there to visit members of our church in Fargo and taking homemade, homegrown apple pies to them and to him. We finally caught up to Orvin late this pm and had a good visit with him tonite. He has a busy schedule and enjoys all the activities, especially whist, singalongs, old church hymns, music and yodeling–cooking, what a blessing he is to the staff and guests alike, as we knew he would be. He really gets around well–Bethany is a very nice place with lots of great spaces, inside and outside. It was so good to see him again after all these years when we worked together at the Peace Garden. Chuck had never met him and he enjoyed the conversation as well. He likes phone calls and visits.

The rain has finally stopped here in Fargo and temp was 72 degrees today, so we are expecting nice, sunny weather all week–hope the farmers can finish up their fall work and the contractors, as well–so much left to be done here on streets.

Thanks, Gary…
Geri (Metcalfe) Munro ’59

Geri, There is no doubt in any of our minds that Orvin is a blessing to Bethany. Orvin is a blessing wherever he is. I’ll bet he was glad to see you too. There is only one Orvin. There will never be another. Gary
Christmas 1958
From Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND
Hey Gary,

The other day I thought whoo boy it’s only 4 more months til Christmas!
Yes, I ‘m a believer> I believe in the magic of Santa, the Easter
Bunny, Nessie and Grandma’s!
Perhaps more of the readers will embark on writing tales too of your
Grandma’s and Grandpa’s? How about it? Vickie. Yes, I believe we


“Our Special Christmas, 1958”

In the depths of the Great Depression, and my father Clifford David the seventh son was just 12 years old, his mother “Rose” Metcalfe, became a widow in July of 1935.She soon moved to Dunseith.

As the story was told, she moved into a converted chicken coop. Cliffattended school in Dunseith, along with his sister, Leona Rose in high school and Jean Arleen age six who began first grade.

As a young child, Veronica Rose Ann LeDuc (Metcalfe) had attended Catholic Boarding School at Fort Totten.She honed her fine skills in crocheting and sewing along with grammer and beautiful handwriting skills..As a widow, with dependent children she sought employment and found under the FDR created government jobs movement. She found suitable work sewing under the capable supervision of another widow, Mrs. Hannah Rude.

Rose Metcalfe soon whitewashed her little “coop” and decorated it.I think that look is now called “shabby chic and made it very livable. When Cliff completed grade eight he went to live with the Art and Eva Seim family.Art and Eva became life long mentors to my father.Leona worked at the bakery and in the summers as a farmer’s wife chore girl. Her favorite place of employment was for the Ed and Edna Leonard family.As she got older, Jean worked at Shelver Drug and with her niece, Alice, who was about the same age at Hosmer Store.

Clifford and his friend Maynard “Bill” Peterson embarked for Seattle to find employment.A year later, Cliff sent his sister Leona a train ticket to Seattle.He then, like 3 brothers before him entered the service of his country.He and his brother Emil pooled their money and purchased a home for their mother and Jean.After the brothers, (Emil and Cliff) were released from the service they used the GI bill to learn their trade. They both became master plasterers.

Emil Wallace met and married Elizabeth Ann Oswell the sister of George Oswell who was married to Leona Rose Metcalfe.Cliff married Charlotte Lamb.They brothers both dreamt of little farms back in ND.And they both with their wedded partners succeeded.Cliff and Lottie purchased a small starter farm.. Dad called it Oak Hill or Acorn Hill.It was adjacent to The Seim Farm.

In the fall of 1968 Cliff and Lottie with eyes on the future, moved back tothe Seattle area. Construction was “booming”. And so was their familyThey worked and saved.While there, they made themselves at homein a home in Marysville, with Cliff’s brother ArchieAlbert,who was recovering from a brain tumor operation.

Nancy was in third grade and taking violinlessons.While I, began first grade and also quite musical minded.HA!…….alright you readers!Ok?“I was a wee bit jealous , alright, Nancy got to play fiddle.”But Uncle Archie who was always keenly aware of my feelings, and under his fine tutelegeI wassoon aspiring to playthe “jews harp”.

Grandma Rose was making her home with her daughter, Jean when this photo was taken by my mother on December 25, 1958 at Aunt Jean’s..






Vickie , Cynthia, & Nancy Metcalfe with their beloved paternal Grandmother.

Veronica Rose Ann LeDuc Metcalfe.Christmas 1958 Seattle, WA

North Dakota and New York City: where the good die old
From Karen Loeb Mhyre (65): Bellevue, WA
Such an interesting opinion last week in our Seattle Times ! It was originally published in the New York Times.
Regards,Karen Loeb Mhyre


North Dakota and New York City: where the good die old

Ashley, N.D., (population 882) has one remarkable thing in common with New York City (population 8,363,710), writes columnist Froma Harrop. Its older residents enjoy longer and healthier lives than in most other parts of the country. Their secret? Social ties and exercise.


North Dakota Production
From Wayne Smith (61): smranch@srt.com Bottineau, ND.

Gary, We thought you might enjoy this.


A great production for North Dakota Residents and former North Dakota residents. A Must Watch!!!
Wayne & Rosemary Smith


I am running a bit short on time this morning (evening for most of you) Bernadette and I are invited to family day open house at the “JP Morgan & Chase” company here in Cebu at 11:00 This morning. They have arranged tours of their facility, entertainment and a dinner. Our close friends from India, whose son is one of the folks that was sent here to head up this facility, has invited us. We, another couple and his folks are his guests.
Folks, we have been going pretty strong for nearly 3 years now. Please, if you have any pictures, recent or past, or any thing at all that you’d like to share, don’t be bashful, please share. We have reminisced the past a whole lot. We’d like to hear some about you folks and the present too.
Today I don’t have any postings, so I have scanned this from the 1982 Dunseith Centennial book. If I have more time tomorrow, I will see what else I can find, but please send what you have.
We are wide open for comments for all that we post including the pictures below.








Correction to Yesterday’s message
From Evon Lagerquist (77): Dunseith, ND
Leola Lagerquist’s grand-daughter’s name is Gail Lagerquist, not Peterson.
Pictures from Kenny Nerpel (65): Rugby, ND

A few more ND pics.
Coghlan Castle – St. John, ND
Grain Pile – Devils Lake, ND




A few pictures from the Achieves
Don Conroy, Dianne Leier & Bob Lykins





Red Kester




Herman Martinson





2007 – Class of 65’s finest


Warren Anderson, Margaret Metcalfe & Gary Stokes.




Neola’s mother is not doing well.
Message from Wally Garbe (Neola’s Husband): Minot, ND
I just finished talking to Neola this evening. She said that they are moving her mom to the Hospice room at the nursing home. They are also going to quit giving her pills as she has a tough time swallowing.
Reply from Neola: Minot & Bottineau, ND
Mom was moved to a hospice room at Good Sam (Room 301) this morning. I’ve packed a couple of “stay awhile” bags and will go to Good Sam as soon as I’m ready.
Thanks for ALL the prayers–they are working. :)
My cell phone number is: 701-721-0867.
Dunseith Staff at Good Sam
Follow up message from Neola:
Hi Gary,
I found it interesting that on Tuesday night, September 21, “Mom’s” wing was staffed by Dunseith people: Eileen Nelson, Janice Rispa and Leola Lagerquist’s granddaughter, Gayle/Gail Peterson. Neat.
Neola, This is neat that your mothers wing was staffed with Dunseith folks.
Neola, Our thoughts and prayers are with you, Jim and your Mother. Emma Brudwick Kofoid is so blessed to have a Neola Kofoid Garbe as her daughter. You are there for her every step of the way. Gary
Leely Evans, Mrs. Joe Evans (83) Donates Kidney:
From Paula Fassett (71): North Branch, MN

Hi Gary…

The scanner here in my office doesn’t work so well, but here is an article that I noticed today in a CBP publication that comes out regularly and thought I would share. I hope the photos come through at least somewhat recognizable! The Joe Evans that Leely Evans is married to is the son of Dunseith’s own Joe & Joyce Evans!! What a great story.

Paula Fassett

Folks, Please see attachment article. I was unable to copy and past this article so I am sending it as an attachment.
Paula, What a touching story. Thank you so much for sharing.
Leely, This is so thoughtful of you for doing this for your friend. This shows the true character of who you are. You are indeed a wonderful person. Having Orvin Hagen for an Uncle along with all the rest of the Hagen family, we know you guys are good folks. Joe’s parents, Joe (deceased) and Joyce Hagen Evans are wonderful folks. The Dunseith community remembers them well. Gary
Dorothy Jury
Reply from Eileen Brudwick: Goodyear, AZ

Gary, I attached a picture of Dottie Jury. Is this the person someone was inquiring about. If so, she is on facebook.





Dunseith Caribbean Cruise – 2/19 thru 2/26/2012
Bill/Irina Grimme and we have our rooms booked. Bernadette and I have Cabin 5526 reserved on the 5th deck.
Folks, if you are planning on going, please contact Gina. The best selections are always taken first. When they are gone they are gone. Remember, we are competing with the whole world for selections. Your deposit is fully refundable up to several months prior to sailing. I need to get the exact time frame from Gina for full refunds, if for some reason you have to cancel. Gary
Your group leaders are,
Bill Grimme
Phyllis McKay
Gary & Bernadette Stokes
PS – Your friends are welcome to join us on this cruise as well.
Gina’s message:

Gary, I am now in receipt of your Group confirmation. We have 100 cabins on hold for you, at this time. 

A cabin deposit of $250 – per passenger is due by 7.19.2011with formal names and preferred cabin type.


Final payments are not due until: November 18th 2011


Inside cabins begin at $708.75 – total per passenger (depends on deck).


Ocean view with a port hole window – $848.75 – “ “ “ “ “ “ “


Ocean view with picture window – $918.75 – “ “ “ “ “ “ “


Balcony cabins begin at – 1058.75 – “ “ “ “ “ “ “


*Mini Suite – is first come/ first serve and will be quoted at time of passenger deposit for a Mini Suite.


*(with a current price of $1288.75 – total per passenger)



7- Day NCL Western Caribbean Round-trip Miami




Cruise Line: Norwegian Cruise Line
Ship Name: Norwegian Pearl
Sailing Date: 2/19/12


Norweigian Pearl Website link




Embarkation: Feb 19, 2012 – Disembarkation: Feb 26, 2012


Ports of call: Miami; Great Stirrup Cay; Ocho Rios; Grand Cayman; Cozumel, Miami


Please contact Gina Ford at either of the below phone numbers to confirm your cabin.


Thank you,


Gina S. Ford

Cruise At Will, Inc.

Cruise and Travel Planners

1-866-870-6986 (toll free)

703-580-1190 (local)




July 2009 Dunseith Alaska Cruise


Group picture. A few are missing.There were 64 folks in our group






July 2009 Dunseith Alaska Cruise



All of us in this photo attended Dunseith schools.




Dorothy Jury:
Reply from Bob Lykins (Teacher): Hutto, TX

Does anyone know Dorothy Jury’s “snail mail” or e-mail address? I sure would like to contact her. During our days in Dunseith we were very close to the Jurys, the Heppers, the Armentrouts, the Espes (who I still correspond with) and a host of others. I even visited the Jurys once, many years ago, in Thief River Falls. But, with time and distance, I lost touch with the Jury family. I sure would like to be able to say “hi” to Dorothy and catch up on what has happened with each other and our families. I wonder if she is on Facebook.


Bob Lykins
Problem viewing pictures:
Reply from Jean Nicholas Miller (66): GLENDALE, AZ
The picture that Dick had submitted of San Haven did not come through for me as other pictures sometimes do. Is there any way i could get to view it. Thanks Gary.
Jean and Others, For those of you having problems with the picture coming thru, you can view them on our Website. http://garystokes.net/message9219.aspx I post all these daily messages on our Website. Gary
San Haven Pictures:
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND.
Gary and Friends,

Here are a few more of the early San Haven pictures. They are on postcards which was very popular in the 1900-1920 period. These are also from the Mildred Isakson collection. Thanks Gary!




Pam Houle Hagen (73):
Picture provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Minot & Bottineau, ND
Pam is Al/Lillian Houle’s daughter. Years ago (I think all the children had left home, except Michael), Al/Lillian/Michael lived across the street from us when we lived on East St. When I look out of the north window in my apartment, I see their house. Our house was torn down/razed in 1989.




Alyssa Fugere – Bottineau Athlete of the Week
Provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Minot & Bottineau, ND
Debbie Fugere Fauske’s (75) Reply:
Hi Gary:
Yes, Alyssa is Kevin and Arliss (Nelson from Rolette) Fugere’s daughter. Kevin (76) would be Darrel and Esther’s (Cote 50) son.
Diane Fugere’s (75) Reply:
Yes, she is our first cousin Kevin’s daughter, a beautiful girl.


Provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Minot & Bottineau, ND

Posting from a 1964 “Dragon’s Roar”
I noticed Dorothy Jury’s (Mrs. Bob Jury) name mentioned in the Dunseith News posted above. Mr. Jury passed away in December, 1998. Mr. Jury was also an outstanding teacher. I believe I had him for my Citizenship teacher in my Freshman year. He was our PE teacher throughout all of my high school days. I saw Mr. Jury at the 1982 Dunseith Centennial. He had not changed. He looked great. I remember one of the gals, in past messages, telling us they took his classes, because he was so handsome.
I was in Mr. Conroy’s Algebra II class mentioned below too. I was a Junior. I loved that class. We were a rather small class as I remember. I remember taking Algebra the year before, also taught by Mr. Conroy. As I remember, that was the year he had his heart Attack. Mr. Sunderland came in to take his place. As a sophomore, I remember there being a lot of freshman (66) in that class with us. I specifically remember Carrole Fauske being in that class. We were a very large class filling the whole room. Being a Country Hill Billy, I was automatically placed into a general math class my freshman year also taught by Mr. Conroy. That was fine, I really enjoyed that class too. I also enjoyed Mr. Grossman’s General Science class in my Freshman year too. I really learned a lot of the basics from those two classes. They were great foundation classes.


The Music:
Reply from Sybil Johnson: Cheyenne, WY.
Hey Gary,
You should include music every morning. That is a terrific add-on. Loved it. Have a good day. Sybil Johnson
Yes Sybil, That was some nice peppy music to get ones day started on the right foot. Thank you Neola for providing. Gary
San Haven Pictures:
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND.
Gary and Friends,

There are several pictures of San Haven from the very early days that were in the box of pictures from the Mildred Isakson estate and are now at the Rolette County museum. I will send a few at a time and ‘open the floor’ for comments. These two are of the cottages and the main hospital building and one of the houses—probably a doctor’s residence at that time. It would appear that this was just after the Sanitarium began as the landscaping around the hospital looks fresh. Thanks Gary!






Highway 43 will be performing at the Hostfest:

Posting from Neola Kofoid Garbe: neolag@min.midco.net Minot & Bottineau, ND



Hi Gary,
As you can see, Highway 43 is scheduled to perform at the Hostfest. Stockholm Hall, where they are performing, is the first door/hall to the right when you enter the main doors at the Hostfest. They will be performing all four days, twice a day. When you enter the main doors, you will either be given, or you can pick up, a schedule for the four days.
I like Stockholm Hall, as, besides having excellent music, it has many vendors. I enjoy checking what the vendors are selling; it’s especially fun when there is good music to listen to, also.




Evelyn Marie Cote Senechal Obituary

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: neolag@min.midco.net Minot & Bottineau, ND







No message Yesterday
Folks, I got rushed and didn’t get a message out yesterday.
Henry Salmonson & Larry Metcalfe birthdays
Message/pictures from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND.
Gary, ( did you get the photos?)

Just a month ago, August 18, there was a summer garden
supper-feast at the home of Dennis and Peggy Espe’s. The occasion
was Larry Lowell Metcalfe’s birthday. Cousin Larry considers his
friend, Dennis Espe as very special true friend. Sometimes in life
we’re lucky to get a “true friend”
Therefore a photo.
A couple days after that photo was taken, Mr. Espe’s,
Smith,cousin’s; Wayne and Rosemary,hosted another hills gathering.
Oh my! More birthday festivities honoring their uncle Henry
Salmonson. Lot’s of Smith nephews and nieces from the area and
Minnesota enjoyed Hank playing a collection of his favorite tunes.
Hank’s actual birthday was today, September 18. He is now
officially 90 and he celebrated again, with his son Bradley from
Idaho, From Seattle, Nephew-in-Law and niece; Leonard and
June(Salmonson) Honsey, Great niece Sherrie Honsey, From Bottineau,
Sharon Beckman and myself all at the Family Bakery. June baked the
official cake.
The photo is of Hank, Hank’s son Bradley, his niece June
(Salmonson) Honsey and Great Niece Sharon Honsey. All with the
exception of Sharon are DHS graduates.

When I was a little child, our family lived in a little house
nestled under the acorned hills. Around the corner to the back sat
the wee out-house which served our families needs until I was in
fourth grade.

My mother’s kitchen stove was a combination; 1/2 wood + 1/2
electric, which on cool mornings pushing fall, my mother would
gather her fine wood kindling,begin a fire. She’d, put 2 scoops of
coffee in the pot and let it come to a boil. We girls would wake to
the wafting smell of bacon, pancakes and coffee. Then, a rattling of
milk buckets and our Dad exclaiming, “Jack Frost was here last night,
get up girls and look at the pictures he left! ”

Oh boy! What treasures we gazed upon! Of course, we’d been
told that outside the elusive “Jack Frost” been around for days. We
knew he’d been sneaking around using his best colours to paint the
leaves. Mom had been canning and gathering the last of the
vegetables of summer which were too colourful lined up in rows in the
root cellar.

Now,with houses and windows weather proofed, “Jack Frost”
and the magical farm mornings have been long left behind. This
morning going out with the dogs, I looked across to my neighbors yard
and viewed “bag ladies” sitting on many steps. Oh my Gary, don’t
take that last statement literal.
Of course not bag ladies in Bottineau, but patio plants geranium and
such, covered with colourful blankets. And in the garden, tomatoes
and cukes covered with tarps.

Next week fall will officially be here. I will be walking the
dogs in the darkness of morning.I will for old times sake stomp on
the thin ice covering puddles. As the sun rises in the east my voice
will will crackle then hum “Autumn Leaves” and I will think ” That’s
the right key isn’t it Mr. Johnson?..Thank you for making us
practice, practice, and practice, from your gift of teaching I can
still be on key after all these seasons. ”
Later. Vickie

Vickie, Yes, I received the pictures from Karen Larson (Spectrum) pasted below. Again, thank you Karen for all of your wonderful services.
Larry and Karen are enough older than me for me to remember them that well. I knew their names well, though, in my growing up days. I’ve seen Dennis and Henry frequently over the years with my trips back, but I have not seen Bradley since the 1982 Dunseith Centennial. Bradley attended Ackworth too. He was 4 years ahead of me. Mrs. Phelps would have been his 8th grade teacher and my 4th grade teacher. Hank, Maybelle and Bradley lived 1 3/4 miles east of us up in the hills.
For all of you Ackworth folks that had Mrs. Phelps for a teacher. Do you remember her brother Kenneth Johnson from Overley frequently visiting her during school hours? I remember him well, because he always brought us candy and goodies to eat. Kenneth passed away several weeks ago. He was living in Bottineau.
For years, Hank and Albert Hiatt did custom sheep shearing. They’d shear our sheep every spring. Albert Hiatt and Hank Salmonson were brother-in-Laws. Albert’s wife, Alice Salmonson Hiatt, was a sister to Hank. Gary
Larry Lowell Metcalfe (59) & Dennis Espe (56)
Henry Salmonson (38), Bradley Salmonson (61),
Sharon Honsey & June Salmonson Honsey (49)





500 mile Colorado Trail Journey completed:
Message from Trish Larson Wild (73): FORT COLLINS, CO

Hi Gary,


I just wanted to let you know that I completed the 500 miles on the Colorado Trail and 6 weeks solo in the Rocky Mountain Wilderness yesterday. I updated my blog just now, so anyone who is interested in my adventures on horseback can log on and check it out!


Thanks Gary!


Trish (Larson) Wild

The Equine Nomad

Trish, This is quite an accomplishment that you undertook. You are so brave to be doing this all alone. Gary
Reply to Dale Pritchard (63):
From Bob Lykins (Teacher): Hutto, TX



I was living at Tachikawa AB from Aug. 1974 to July 1977. I worked at Yokota 1974-1975 and at the Tachi Headquarters Bldg from mid 1975 till June of 1977. How well I remember the drive from Tachi to Yokota AB on the Ichi Kaichi Kaido (Highway #1) to work and back. The smell of the Benjo ditches and the dousing of the headlights at a stoplight at night (to improve vision for on-coming traffic). I also remember the flights coming in with Vietnamese refugees. I used to do TDYs into Subic Bay and I remember the word “Sin-chu-yee” (Attention) announced all too frequently over the loud-speakers at the Vietnamese refugee camp on Grande Island. It seemed like those people were constantly being called to attention for one thing or another. We closed dear old Tachi in 1977and I spent the next couple of years on Okinawa living on Kadena and working in Ojana from July 1977 till July 1979 when I moved to Wiesbaden, Germany. I was on Oki when they brought in a number of Southeast Asian refugees to the Exposition of the Sea grounds where they were kept in barracks and tents. I was also there when the Japanese government switched the Okinawans from driving on the right hand side of the road (during our occupation) to driving on the left side like they do on the “home islands.” Just think about it. Everything from bus doors to turning lanes had to be switched to the other side. Auto headlamps, street lights, signs had to be switched to the other side. Pedestrian safety classes were held in the schools, public halls and safety ads on TV. While it took months to finish the construction, the actual switch-over was made in 6 hours on a Sunday night. At 6:00 AM on a Sunday morning, with the help of thousands of Japanese traffic cops directing traffic, people were allowed to drive on the newly switched roads. And they did. Every vehicle that had an internal combustion engine took to the road and it was complete chaos. I remember at an intersection near the USO Gate that had no less than a dozen traffic police all blowing their whistles and giving different directions. It was all very Keystone Cops in nature. The chaos continued for about 3 weeks until they finally took the police off the intersections and allowed the Okinawans to settle into their own traffic patterns. I wonder if our paths ever crossed as we were both flying around the Far East. They were interesting times and my kids as well as my sisters keep after me about putting my memories down on paper. It would be a good retirement project if I wasn’t so busy.


Bob Lykins
Reply from Keith Pladson (66): Stafford, VA
I’m enjoying reading of you two’s military travels and travails. Mine seem somewhat less entertaining by comparison since I had only a two year enlistment and I spent almost nine months of that in training, then six months in the hospital and I finished up the two years in an office here in the DC area.

I did, however, get to do a lot of traveling in my civilian Government career. I have now seen all but two of the 50 states (Arizona and Nevada are still on my bucket list) and I also had trips to Japan and Croatia with a stop in Germany along the way.

It is interesting how the three of us who came from similar backgrounds and very close together in the Turtle Mountains of ND could have ended up having such varied and unexpected careers/lives.

Dale, as to my animal magnetism, what can I say. Oh, sorry, I got confused. You were talking about a different type of magnetism, right?

Actually, though most of the storms have come up the East Coast this year, none of them have effected us here in the DC area in the least. Alice and I have lived here now for forty years and in that time only three storms have had major impact on the area. Those included hurricane Agnes in June of 1972, Fran in September 1996 and Isabel in September 2003. A few others have had lesser effect and few more have had just a little effect. The two currently out in the Atlantic (Igor and Julie) most likely will also go to the north far enough east of us to have no impact at all. We are lucky that they have gotten so good at predicting the direction these storms will take. Of course there are no guarantees on the predicted path they may take, but by plugging in all the available data on weather patterns (high and low pressure systems, cold fronts, the jet stream, etc) and then comparing all that to how similar weather systems effected previous hurricanes, they have gotten better and better at correctly predicting the paths of these storms now. Even in the case of Katrina and Rita, they were pretty good at predict their paths fairly well in advance that it gave many people enough time to clear out in time. Of course knowing where a storm will hit and eliminating damages from it are two totally different stories. But it is always nice to know if it will hit you or not so you can plan for that.

These are some pictures from the dinner party, at our place, this past Sunday evening.
The two gentlemen, Kalvyn & Randell Vaz, in the first picture with me are father and son. They are from India. Kalvyn and his wife Rosette are retired and have come to live with their son Randell here in Cebu. Randell, 32 years old, is a VP with JP Morgan Chase & Company. Being a VP at such a young age, they must to be grooming him for bigger and better things with the company. That has never been mentioned, but that is my guess. He was sent here to head up a new branch, for the company. He will be here for one year. These folks are so friendly and so polite.
The 2nd picture is of the ladies at their table. .
The 3rd picture is of our whole dinner group.






Reply from Dale Pritchard (63): Leesville, LA

I always thought that you and I were in Viet Nam at the same time but
your history shows otherwise. After Basic and Tech School (Air Force) I
was sent to Tachikawa AB, Japan in December, 1966. This was only about
8 miles from Yokota AB. While there I would spend about 30 – 40 days in
Cam Rahn Bay, Viet Nam, then come out for about 20 days. Then start the
whole cycle over again. This went on until December, 1968.

From November 1970 – February, 1972, I found myself at Ching Chang Kwang
(CCK) AB, Taiwan for a 15 month tour. It was history all over again; 30
– 40 days at Tan Sahn Nhut AB, Saigon, then out for 20 days. After
coming back to the States and doing a review of my travel vouchers, I
found that, of those 15 months, I had only spent 3 months in Taiwan.
Talk about living out of a bag.

In January, 1975, I was at Kadena, AB, Okinawa doing the same thing
again until Viet Nam closed down in April, 1975. Three days before Viet
Nam was taken over, I was at Saigon with a team repairing a plane that
was badly shot up bad and needing an engine change. We made it back out
the day before the country was taken over but we sure didn’t go out
empty. We took a jam-packed load of Vietnamese back to Clark AB (PI)
then on to Guam before going back to Okinawa. Would I trade the
experience for anything else and would I do it again? NOPE to both!!

Keith: I like your hurricane magnet on the East Coast. So far, they
are all going your way this year. Please continue taking them away from
the Gulf. Dale

Reply from Keith Pladson (66): Stafford, VA
Interesting Bio. Thanks for sharing. I take it that since you were already in the Seattle area, you enlisted out there.

Since you lived there for many years you clearly are familiar with the weather of the great Northwest. I found the weather to often be cloudy, damp, and downright dreary. I spent a total of about a year at Ft. Lewis while in the Army and have been in the Seattle area several other times throughout my life so have been there many times when it was overcast and damp. But, I’ve also been there in the summer months when it was just beautiful weather as it was last summer when we went on the cruise.

One of my best and most lasting memories of the Seattle area was when I first arrived by train from North Dakota in early April 1969.. When we left North Dakota, there was still a lot of snow on the ground that year and that continued to be the case all the way through Montana. In the western part of Montana (as we climbed the mountains) there was even more snow and that seemed to be the case all the way west until we came down out of the mountains in Washington. It seemed like all of a sudden we came out of winter and into a summertime scene of beautiful, lush, green trees, shrubs and other plants with some in full bloom. I guess it was the suddenness of the change that made it stick out so much. Wow!

Another good weather related memory I have was of a flight out of Seattle some years later. It was an early morning flight and as is fairly common out there is was overcast that morning with a lot of fog. The cloud layer basically went from ground level up to about the 12,000 foot level. So as soon as we lifted off we were in heavy dark clouds and that continued for about 10 – 15 minutes as we climbed toward our cruising level. All of a sudden we broke through the clouds and into the beautiful blue sky and bright sunshine and sticking up through the clouds we see the peaks of all the high mountains down the chain to the south. Of course we were right next to Mt. Rainier, but we could also see Mounts Baker, St. Helens, Hood and I seem to remember even Shasta in the far, far distance. Another wow moment! We have nice mountains our here to, but nothing that compares to the mountains of the west or to that particular scene.
Keith Pladson (66)

Keith, I was drafted out of Rolla. I got one of those letters from President Nixon telling me I had been selected to join the military and that I was to report to the selective service board in Rolla on June 12, 1968. When I moved to Washington, I maintained Rolla for the Draft.
Yes, Washington has it’s share of cold rains in the winter months. The summers, after about mid July, are normally quite nice though. Gary


Obituary provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Nero Funeral Home




Lars Sivertson
(Died September 12, 2010)

Lars Sivertson, age 84 of Bottineau, died Sunday at a Bottineau hospital. Funeral will be held on Saturday at 10:00 am at the Grace Lutheran Brethern Church in Bottineau. Visitation will be Friday from 10:00 am until 9:00 pm at the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau.Lars Sivertson, a son of Lewis and Tonette (Wold) Sivertson, was born on July 18, 1926 in the Turtle Mountains near Bottineau. He was educated at Loon Lake School #1 and Bottineau High School. On January 3, 1959, he married Ruby Adams of Kramer in the Turtle Mountains. They made their home on the family farm where Lars farmed all his life.

Lars was a charter member of the Grace Lutheran Brethren Church in Bottineau, where he served as an elder for many years. Over the years, Lars also served on the Homen Township Board, Loon Lake School Distirct Board and was an active member of the Republican Party. He also served as a volunteer fireman in the Turtle Mountains for a time.

He is survived by his wife Ruby of Bottineau, daughter, Theresa (Tom) Delikat of Sells, AZ; sons, Mike (Donnet) Sivertson, of Bottineau; Mark (Rita) Sivertson of Williston and Paul (Velda) of Casper, WY; grandchildren, Brooks Sivertson, Andrew Delikat, Jessica (Brandon) Asker, Rachael (Jacob) Ferris, Sarah (Ben) Bader, Brenden Sivertson, Ciera Sivertson, Jill Sivertson and Joe Sivertson; step-grandchildren, Nicholas Monson and Riley Monson.

Arrangements were with Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau.

Ruby Sivertson

2025 108th St NE

Bottineau, ND 58318-6004


From Allen Richard (65): Midland, MI

To Lee Stickland:


You a pilot? I got my license back in 1980. Used it to fly back and forth to the legislature ant to take members to and from meetings. Expenses were paid for that. Haven’t flown since 2001. Nobody to cover the expenses.


Got my license from Leonard Krech in Rolla. He was amazing.


Have a nice day–thanks for bringing back a fond memory. And the Peace Garden airport can be a bit challenging.


Reply from Keith Pladson (66): Stafford, VA

In Mark Schimetz’s response to Dwight Lang he mentioned the names of nine men from Dunseith (and Bottineau) who went through basic training at Ft. Leonard Wood, MO and he included your name in his list. Is that correct – that you went to Ft. Leonard Wood? I’m curious as I was sent to Ft. Lewis, WA for my basic training (and AIT too). I’ve never been to Ft. Leonard Wood, but I’m sure the training was pretty much the same at either base. I do know that it rained a lot at Ft.. Lewis – especially during the period I was there for basic (April – May 1969).

Interestingly, during the course of my basic training a couple of news worthy events took place in North Dakota. The first was the major flooding in Minot from all the snow melt that spring. My sister Fern lived in Minot at the time and she sent me copies of the Minot paper with all the photograph, etc. The other was the big contest held in Zap, ND. If I recall correctly class members of both the Universities of North Dakota and North Dakota State decided to have a beer drinking contest and chose Zap as the location. As memory serves, it was supposed to be on a Saturday, but contestants (and I’m sure a lot of them weren’t affiliated with either University) started showing up on the preceding Thursday and by Saturday, the National Guard had been called in to stop the event and restore order. Maybe others remember that rather infamous event better than I do (or perhaps even attended!).

Back to my basic training; we had only two platoons in our training company instead of the normal four. The one platoon was composed of about 90 percent Oregonians and the other 10 percent from all over and our platoon was about 90 percent North Dakotans and the other 10 percent from all over. So naturally there was a rivalry between the two platoons.. The Oregonians called us “dumb plow boys” and we called them “dumb logger heads.” There were a few scuffles from time to time, but fortunately nothing really bad came out of the rivalry. However, we always chose to travel in twos when we had to go by their building for any reason – just to be safe.

I also remember two individuals in our platoon who both came from the Bismarck area. One was blond and the other had almost black hair. In any case, they both had hair that reached down well over their shoulders. Since all of us who came from the Ward, Bottineau and Rolette counties had considerably shorter hair, these two individuals really stuck out and for the first couple of days I guess we kind of ostracized them because of their hair. But, as you can imagine, that didn’t last long. As soon as we met the barbers we all looked the same – kind of how I look now! It’s kind of funny as the dark haired one (named Keller) could play a guitar and sing and soon he became a big hit with almost everyone in the platoon, including our Platoon Sergeant.

Just some memories from a time long ago.
Keith Pladson (66)

Keith, I was stationed permanent party at Fort Leonard Wood in 1968-69

My military record.
June 1968 – August 1968 – Fort Lewis, Washington – Basic Training
August 1968 – November 1968 – Fort Sam Houston, Texas – Advanced Individual Training (AIT)
November 1968 – July 1969 – Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri – Permanent Party
July 1969 – July 1970 – Vietnam
July 1970 – June 1971 – Fort Riley, Kansas – Permanent Party
June 1971 – October 1996 – 6255 Dental Reserve unit – Tacoma/Fort Lewis, Washington.
October 1996- July 2007 – Retired Reserves (Gray area)
July 21, 2007 – for the rest of my life – Retired United States Army.
My Civilian work record
June 1965 – October 1966 – Farm Hand – Dave & Vivian Clark – Bottineau
October 1966 – November 1966 – Went to Washington state to move my Grandmother back to Bottineau
November 1966 – January 1967 – Worked on a Christmas tree farm in Bremerton, WA.
January 1967 – February 1967 – Bangor Washington – Loaded Ammunition on ships headed for Vietnam
February – 1967 – June 1968 – Puget Sound Naval Shipyard – Apprentice in the Pipe Shop as a Pipe Coverer and Insulator.
June 1968 – June 1971 – United States Army.
June 1971 – February 1974 – Puget Sound Naval Shipyard – continued and completed my Apprenticeship.
June 1974 – June 1976 – Puget Sound Naval Shipyard – Journeyman Pipe coverer and Insulator
June 1976 November 1978 – Puget Sound Naval Shipyard – Asbestos control instructor
November 1978 – December 2003 – Puget Sound Naval Shipyard – Production Scheduler/Supervisor in the planning department.
December 2003 – to present – Retired in the Philippines.
That folks is a quick snap shop of my life history. I had a good career. I was very fortunate being able to have landed an apprenticeship job at the shipyard. I got paid while going to school. The shipyard trained their own. Gary


Lars Sivertson, Irene (Bob) Stickland’s brother-in-law passed away.
Message from Lee (Leland) Stickland (64): Dickinson, ND
Pearl Nelson, youngest of the Adams family and Mom’s sister called this am

Lars Sivertson has died at the age of 84. Ruby, his wife, was thought to be in less-good health but we never know.

No info RE: funeral, yet.

Gary, Lars and Ruby lived a bit west of YOU, I think.

All is good in ND, 50 degrees this 9am, leaves are definitely changing. Is a beautiful time to take a small plane from Dix to Peace Gardens. Glenn and Clarice Honsey lived just 1/2 miles east of end of runway.

Good talkin’ to Y’all.

Leland (Lee) Stickland (1964)

From the death listings in the Minot Daily news paper:
LARS SIVERTSON, 84, Bottineau, died Sunday in a Bottineau hospital. (Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau)
Lee, Shortly after I noticed Lars’s death notice in the Minot paper yesterday, I get a message telling me he had died while attending church services in Bottineau on Sunday morning. Yes, Lars and Ruby lived up in our neck of the woods a few miles east of Lake Metigoshe. They always had a pot of coffee on for Dad when he picked up their cream twice a week on his cream route. They were great folks. Lars will be missed. Our condolences go out to all of his family. Gary


Reply from Kelly Woods (89): Massena, NY

I love the picture tribute to some wonderful places in North Dakota, I was wondering if someone could take some updated pictures of Dunseith? I have not been home in 11 years and would love to see some updated sights of Dunseith? Just a thought.

If anyone has any stories to tell of Albert “Red” Pearson & Lorraine Agnes Pearson (my grandparents) I would love to hear them.

Thank you for all that you do Gary, I love your emails each and every day.

Kelly Woods (Dwight Coleman / Charlene Pearson Woods)

Class of 1989

Kelly, It’s great hearing from you. I had a nice chat with your mother and Dwight in bakery when we were back in June. It was so nice seeing them again. I remember your mother well from my school days. Gary

Connie Fauske Monte (62) now lives in Santa Barbara California:
Message she sent to her friends that I thought I’d share with you folks.

We are in Santa Barbara CA, well kind of. We are located at Rancho Oso, up in the mountains above Santa Barbara. I love it, except we don’t have internet service. I have to go up to Verizon Hill to get it, which is about a mile above the ranch, or go into Santa Barbara to a Starbucks or ecafe. I love the weather and you can walk and walk. It’s kind of dirty, because it is well, a ranch with cows and horses. Lots of wildlife, mountain lions, bears, cougars (are they mountain lions?), coyotes and rattle snakes, (I don’t like that at all). The boys (dogs) love it, lots of new smells and lots of room to roam. I keep a pretty close watch on them, I don’t want them to become doggie fajitas for a mountain lion or bear.

I have a new email address, it is: Address is: Rancho Oso 3750 Paradise Road Santa Barbara, CA 93105

Betty, I did get your email, thanks so much. We haven’t had time to do much investigating the area yet. I did find a Costco, YAHOO. Too bad we live in such a small vehicle; I can’t buy in bulk anymore.

Everybody, please feel free to come and see us. For those of you that have World Mark, they have one in Solvang, which is about 30 minutes at the most from us. We have wonderful facilities here at the ranch as well, cabins and trailers that are available to rent.

So far Bob is up to his ears in work. He really likes but it sure is different from working for a Fortune 500 Company.

I miss you all so much, I can’t even tell you how much. Love you all. Connie and Bob





Reply to Dwight Lang (60)

From Mark Schimetz (70): Rolette, ND


Thank you for your memories of Ft. Leonard Wood, Dwight, It brought another short memory of Basic training there,, the heavy set guys got sent to what they called the fat farm, until they got rid of the excess weight. So it seems that You, Dwight land, Merle Allard, Gary Stokes, Mark and David Schimetz, Boston Ladacer, Victor Baker, Duane Morin, and Arnie Evonoc (Bottineau) ND. That makes 9 of us to date. You must remember the hairs cut cuts we first got, especially funny as the long hair kids wept. lol


Reply to Dwight Lang (60)
From Colette Hosmer (64): Santa Fe, NM
I liked your story, Dwight. Nice tribute to humankind.

Rhubard (Wesley/Ovidia Schnieder & Wayne (61)/Rosemary Smith)
From Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND
So many folks have been sharing their thoughts on rhubarb pie.

This summer I discovered my neighbor Wes not only is a story teller
but a rhubarb cutter inventor.

Earlier this summer, when visiting the Smiths, the guests were served
three kinds of bars…two of them rhubarb. Rosemary even gave each
of the visitors printed out recipes from the North Dakota Rural
Electric magazine! Each of the guests sampled and chose their
favorite of the bars. Many couldn’t decide. I pretty much stuck to
eating the same kind….three of them. I thought, “Why get my taste
buds confused when the first one is perfection! ” Over the past 25
years, I have become a reluctant cook, I think after today the baker
in me may be emerging again and trying R.’s recipe..

In my yard among the crab apple trees there are four ruby red
rhubarb plants. Which I myself have never used. I just give it
away, as I am a rather clumsy cutter upper. The past few summers
my Schneider friends would take it,then turn around and give me jam.
Last year,I told Mrs. Wes about my mom’s recipe for my favorite
Rhubarb-Apricot marmalade which she made. Ah yes, mom’s comfort jam!

In June, while in Scotland I enjoyed scones with clotted cream and
jam. Recently, I find myself rather “fancyng” scones and even
checking out recipes on line. Yesterday as I listened to Garrison
Keeler’s Prairie Home companion “Be bop a boo bop Rhubarb pie”. Hmm.
“Perhaps scones with clotted creme with rhubarb jam.?”

On a mission,I went over and asked my neighbors if i could borrow
their rhubarb cutter. He and Mrs Wes bettered me, they gave me my
very own! In a short time this afternoon I cut up eight cups of
ruby red rhubarb. Lickety split! As I effortlessly cut. I thought
Oh Bless you Wes You genus!
Have a great week every one fall is a coming! Vickie

Florence Pladson Sime (62):
Picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Folks, Florence was in a really bad car accident a few months back. This picture was taken when she was recovering at Good Sam in Bottineau. She had multiple (many many) broken bones. It was touch and go for her survival. She was determined to survive and she did. Florence looked great when we saw her this past May. She mentioned that several of her bones had healed wrong and were going to have to be re-broken for repositioning. Gary






Several more beautiful scenic ND pictures


From Kenny Nerpel (65): ksnerpel@min.midco.net Rugby, ND




Churches Ferry, ND




Fillmore, ND




Folks, I’m in a bit of a hurry today. We are having a few folks over for dinner tonight that we need to make preparations for. I do have several pictures that I will be posting tomorrow. Gary
Fort Leonard Wood
Reply from Dwight Lang (61): Tucson, AZ
It was early summer 1961 and two farm boys, Dwight Lang and Merle Allard, were off to boot camp in Ft. Leonard Wood. Being former Dunseith Dragon athletes and fit as fiddles. What to worry? Piece of cake, right?
Somewhere between the Chicago train stop and the last leg bus ride to the fort, we noticed this heavy dude, flabby and red headed had joined us. I remember as we were issued our clothing at the induction center how O’ Riley got the XX everything. Man, I thought, he will never cut it. As you might have guessed, O’ Riley got his share of ribbing (Pillsbury, tubby, fatso, all those goodies) from all of us, yours truly included. Thank goodness he was mild mannered because some of that crap had to get under his skin. I begin to notice as boot camp went on how O’ Riley’s fatigues started to hang a bit loosely on him.
Like Mark told you before, we got the overnight, full combat gear camping experience as well. Except it was later in the summer and the heat was stifling and maybe the red clay a bit more sticky. Naturally it rained as we made camp and everything got soaked. Somehow one of the straps on my backpack broke as we prepared for the march back to base. So with my M-1 rifle hanging from one shoulder I had the full weight of the soaked backpack hanging from one strap on my other shoulder for the march. I can’t remember if I was got sick or what. But as the red mud grew heavier on my boots and backpack strap cut deeper into my shoulder, I was not keeping up as well as I should have. Out of nowhere, I felt someone grab the strap and pull the backpack off my shoulder. With the words, let me help you bit, Dakota. As you guessed it was O’ Riley. His comment was that he had shed over a hundred pound of lard the last few weeks, so what was a little pack to tote a while. After about a quarter mile or so, I had recovered enough to take my pack back for the final leg into camp.
After boot camp was over, we all went our separate ways and I have no idea what happened to O’ Riley but will never forget the hand he gave me that night after the ribbings I had piled on him through boot camp. Finally, I gained a new respect for boot camp in Fort Leonard Wood (not exactly a piece of cake) and I hope an incite to never judge another too quickly.
Dwight, It’s great hearing from you! Most of us remember you and your parents, Adam & Charlotte and Duwayne too, well.
I was stationed “Permanent Party” at Fort Leonard Wood for a year before going to Vietnam. How well I remember that red clay. That stuff was so hard to get off of your shoes. Gary
Wesley Schneider’s reply
Via Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND
Gary and Dick,
This morning I delivered the printout with Dick’s question?
” The boiled egg dare” to Wesley. Wes told me his father, for years
drove a school bus-wagon with his team delivering children to school
in Dunseith. I believe it was old Highway #5. He said it’s quite
possible he might have taken on a dare about swallowing a whole hard
boiled egg. Because, he used to eat boiled eggs ……whole. He
really couldn’t recall any specific incident. He told me,he’d
never throw a chicken into any stove so Dick, the mystery person must
be must the other Wesley. I really don’t believe Wesley would do
that to his fathers bus…….. Yes I think he did some little
shenanigans but Wes is very steadfast respecting his mother and
I carried my printer into the Spectrum where Karen Larson
solved my ink problem. Now I can print out more messages for Wesley.
Thanks to each of you who sent messages to Wes,. He enjoys reading
them and will soon be telling another story. Until later. Vickie
Folks, Karen Larson, owner of the Spectrum in Bottineau, is Wesley’s step daughter.
Thank you Vicki. Gary


Alice Cote Kuhn Falls. Evelyn Cote Senechal passes away
Message from Mel Kuhn (70): St. John, ND



Mom did have a bad fall. She ended up being air ambulanced to Fargo after 5 hours in the ER in Bottineau. This all happened Tuesday. Wednesday evening my wife and I came back home as they didn’t know when she would be released. Thursday morning they decided to release her. My sisters had spent the evening with her and brought her back as far as Carrington. We met my sister Cindy there and brought mom back to Bottiineau. Mom had a small hemorrhage on her brain is why they sent her to Fargo. She gott about a dozen staples in the back of her head and had a large lump and carpet burn on her forhead and has 2 black eyes. She is real weak and in need of rest. She wouldn’t allow herself to sleep while she was in Fargo nor durring the car ride home but within 10 minutes in her own bed she was fast asleep. The worst part is that her eldest sister Evelyn passed away on that same day and I don’t know if she remembers it.


Evelyn Cote Senechal
Evelyn Marie Senechal, 95, Rugby, formerly of Willow City, died Tuesday, Sept. 7, 2010, in a Rugby nursing home,

She was born Oct. 1, 1914, to Noe and Mederice “Alma” Cote, near Willow City. She married Phillip Senechal on Nov. 3, 1938, in Willow City.

Survivors: sons, Keith, Overly, Myron, Bismarck, Orlan, Rolette; daughters, Joyce Zunich, East Grand Forks, Minn., Diane Stangler, Stanchfield, Minn., Shirley Voeller, Rugby; 18 grandchildren; 32 great-grandchildren; one great-great-grandchild; sisters, Lillian Allard and Alice Kuhn, both Bottineau; brother, LeRoy, Dunseith.

Funeral: Saturday, 11 a.m., Little Flower Catholic Church, Rugby.

Burial: Saturday, 2 p.m., Notre Dame Catholic Cemetery, Willow City.

Rosary and vigil prayers: Today, 7 p.m., in Anderson Funeral Home, Rugby.

Visitation: Today, 4 to 7 p.m., and Saturday, 9 to 10:30 a.m., in the funeral home.


November 2008

Standing: Lillian Allard, Alice Kuhn & Evelyn Seneshal

Sitting: Adeline Allard & Olivine Allard
Mel, We are so sorry to hear of your mothers fall and the passing of her sister Evelyn. Our thoughts and prayers are with your mother and your (Cote) family. Gary
Reply to Erling Landsverk (44)
From Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND
Gary and friends,
I’d be remiss if I didn’t write to tell you my perceptions on the chance meeting with Sharon’s cousins and connecting them to visit with Henry Salmonson. It was a delightful experience. I found within the Borg and Erling Landsverk “clan” a depth of comradery, mutual respect, and nurturing care flowing with their vibrant humor. I was touched by Erling’s recent article. I respond with, “Erling, You’re welcome, the pleasure was all mine!” Vickie Metcalfe
Folks, We sent Erling’s message and letter, posted two days ago with message 911, to the Bottineau Courant for publication in their paper. We feel his letter will be of interest to many of the Courant readers. Hopefully there will not be a problem with them publishing this. We’ll wait and see. Gary


Doyle Abrahamson (68)
(Died August 29, 2010)

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Funeral services for Doyle Abrahamson, age 60 of Aurora, CO, were held on Saturday, September 4, 2010 at the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Officiating at the service was the Reverend Arlyn Anfinrud. Joan Richard was the organist and Dick and Brenda Johnson provided special music. David Abrahamson and Ralph Christie were the eulogists. Alex Abrahamson, Becky Klinger and Joni Mann were the readers. Paul and Matt Davis were the candle lighters. Casket bearers were Justin Abrahamson, Darrel Abrahamson, Tom Abrahamson, Jeff Sinness, John Abrahamson, Cory Abrahamson and Alex Abrahamson. Honorary casket bearers were all of Doyle’s business associates. Burial was at the Little Prairie Cemetery north of Dunseith.Doyle G. Abrahamson, a son of Howard and Maude (Nerple) Abrahamson, was born on October 7, 1949 in Rolette, ND and raised on the family’s homestead located near the Canadian border. Doyle was employed as VP of Surveying at Merrick & Company in Denver, CO for over 30 years. He was a long-time member and past-president of the Professional Land Surveyors of Colorado. Recognized as an expert in survey law, he was also one of the few mineral surveyors in the US. Doyle earned a degree in Civil Engineering Technology in 1970 from Lake Region Junior College in Devil’s Lake, ND. His later education included US Army, land surveying #447; University of Arizona Advanced Cadastral Survey, and Metropolitan State College, Advanced Cadastral Survey, (instructor/ student.) Doyle’s name is listed along with Merrick & Company at Coors Field for survey work including the correct placement of Home Plate. He earlier had worked for the US Fish and Wildlife Service in Jamestown, ND and Elmer Clark in Colorado.

On August 19, 2005, Doyle summited Long’s Peak which he loved to watch and photograph from his home in Estes Park. In 2006, along with his son Justin, he was part of a team who made multiple climbs on the Continental Divide to retrace and re-monument the original Base Line dividing the Kansas and Nebraska territories in which is now Colorado.

He enjoyed hiking, fishing, hunting, and photography. He was always ready to offer a helping hand or to mentor a colleague.

Doyle passed away unexpectedly on August 29, 2010 while on a business trip to Naples, Florida.

Doyle is survived by his wife, Cindy of Aurora, CO; son, Justin of Aurora, CO; step-sons Paul (Skip) of Littleton, CO and Matt Davis of New York City; parents Howard and Maude Abrahamson of St. John; sister Jean Marie Abrahamson of Denver; a twin brother, Darrel (Phyllis), and another brother, Tom (Betty) all of St. John; numerous nieces, nephews, relatives, colleagues, and friends.

In lieu of flowers, contributions can be made to the Dumb Friends League, American Diabetes Association, or to Project Angel Heart.

Arrangements were with Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Friends may sign the online register book at www.nerofuneralhome.net.




Country/Bluegrass Singer/Songwriter Leo Rondeau (98)

From Debbie Poitra Rondeau (77): Dunseith, ND


Good Morning, Gary


I just wanted to let all the people know in Dunseith how my son Christopher Leo Rondeau who graduated in 1998 from Dunseith high, is doing on his music career. His been living in Austin since he graduated from NDSU in Fargo got his degree in constructional engineering work for a company that build the Dallas Cowboy Stadium.Than he called me one day and said mom I’m going to quit me job and go on the road. He was worried, if he was going make i but he is doing to good. He has made 2cd’s that you could purchase on his web-site http://www.myspace.com/leorondeau, you could also check out all his shows. He has been to Dunseith a couple of times on his tour. He writes his own music. The http://uweeklyaustin.com/magazine/09-08-2010/exclusive-interview-leo-rondeau, just interview him.

So make sure all young kids out there make sure and follow your dreams, never know what in store for u. Escpecially if your from Dunseith. Great upbringing from a small town, for alot of u.

Debbie(Poitra)Rondeau “1977”

Debbie, Leo is great! I checked out his Website and clicked on his video “Loving Me Like You Do“. He for sure is another Dunseith hometown boy that has done well. Thank you so much for sharring. Gary




Reply to Mark Schimetz (70):
From Larry Liere (55) Devils Lake, ND & Mesa, AZ
Carmen Richard (Leonard) is my 1st. Cousin her dad was my mother’s brother. I was in Ft. Leonard Wood in 1979 but it would have been in August. We flew in a C131 Air National Guard plane which was a twin gas engine airplane which didn’t have a lot of power. (Not a C130) It was so hot and humid at Ft. Leonard Wood we had to stay over night, take of early in the morning the next day with a half load of fuel. We then had to stop at Lincoln, Nebraska to put on enough fuel to get back to North Dakota. Gen. Murry would almost always go down for the boot camp graduation of the North Dakota Rough Rider Platoon. That was a program he devised to allow high school Juniors to join the North Dakota National Guard, do their boot camp in the summer return to North Dakota for their senior year and return to Leonard Wood after high school graduation for their A.I.T. (advanced individual training) and be back in North Dakota in time to start college in the Fall. They would then receive their college tuition from the National Guard. A great program for young people to help them with their college expenses. Karen retired from Lake Region Community College in May of 1997 the same year I retired from my full time National Guard job. LRCC is now LRSC ( Lake Region State College) It has to hold the record for the most name changes of any college in the state.





Erling Landsverk (44)

Reply from Keith Pladson (66): Stafford, VA


Glad you have your computer problems resolved.

I would like to thank Erling Landsverk for his recounting of events relative to his visit back to the Turtle Mountains and of the country school reunion. I would very much liked to have attend, but since I couldn’t make it, I’m just grateful for any news on the event. So, thanks again Erling.
Keith Pladson

P.S. Erling, you are a gifted writer and we are the lucky recipients of your gift.

Keith, I have Erling’s permission to send his message, letter and picture, posted yesterday, to the Bottineau Courant for publication in their paper. I feel that his letter will be of interest to many of the readers. Gary




Colorado Trail Horse back Ride adventure

Message/Pictures from Trish Larson Wild (73): FORT COLLINS, CO


Hi Gary
I am now 400 miles into the Colorado Trail and cross the “Ten Mile Range” tomorrow – a steep mountain range by Breckinridge, Colorado. The weather is supposed to be good for the next five days, so I’m excited to finish the trip over the next week.
I arrived at Copper Mountain Ski Resort a couple of days ago, and was welcomed by the “skeleton crew” here in their off season. I actually got to ride down the ski slope I’ve skiied in winter! I’ve had a wonderful stay here, and was treated like royalty by the locals. I’m leaving early tomorrow, hoping to avoid the moose who recently attacked a woman and her dog out hiking….I guess there was a calf involved…
Anyhow, so far I’ve really enjoyed my ride through the wilderness of Colorado Rockies, and look forward to heading back to Fort Collins for resupply and departure in October.
My blog has been recently updated, although I have found it a challenge to find computer access “in the Wild”. When I get back, I’ll write more stories from the hand written journal I’ve been updating daily.
Great trip so far – and under a 100 miles to go!
Dog and horses are all doing very well, although my dog Wiley has a mind of his own, and sometimes disappears for a day or two…He keeps coming back to me and I’m thinking of changing his name to boomerang.
Overall, it’s a happy time, and better beyond what I had dreamed it could be.

Hi Guys,
Photo taken by a German Couple I met on the Colorado Trail.
I’m at Copper Mountain Resort, having a ball in the off season – rode right down the ski run. Met some great people, and got resupplied (thanks a lot to George!)
Expecting to be rolling into the last mile in about a week! Over 400 miles done now…
Better than I could have dreamed it.



Tribute to Rena Larshus Roland by Scott Wager, Editor of the Bottineau Couant

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND


Folks, Neola recently sent this out to her “Bottineau Bunch”. I wanted to share this with you too. Many of you know Rena Roland and also had her for a teacher. Rena is a first cousin to Art Rude. I have known Rena my entire life. She and Ernie were very active members of the Metigoshe Lutheran churches as were we. They were members of Nordland.






Army Story:
From Cheryl Larson Dakin (71): Bedford, TX
Hi all
I grew up an Army brat and know a thing or two about shelter halves….when we left Dunseith in Nov. 1962 we lived in Wildflecken Germany, which used to be a German hideout during the war. It was up in the mountains. A beautiful area. Anyway, like we sometimes did in Dunseith, Mom and Dad would let us put up shelter halves in the backyard and camp. The duplex where we lived was separated from the German motor pool by a road and a small grassy field with a small stand of trees. There were guards that policed the perimeter (with rifles) and they would pass each other at a point right across the street from us. When we had permission to camp out, my girlfriend and I would put our shelter halves together, collect our sleeping bags and C rations and plot our adventures. We would pretend we were American spies and would creep through the field, hide in the little trees, wait for any cars to go by, and make sure the guards were at opposite sides of the motor pool and we would dash across the street, flatten ourselves into the ditch and wait for the guards to pass by. They always stopped to talk to each other and we would listen so hard to try to catch what they were saying in order to gather any intelligence we could. Needless to say, our command of the German language was minimal at best and we would end up getting the giggles, so as soon as they passed each other and it was “safe” to go, we would dash across the street and fall into our tent and just laugh. Great times. As for the C rations, we all had our favorites but used to go through the boxes Dad had stored and take the gum and chocolate, the little can opener (p38?) and sometimes the cigarettes. Poor Dad. When he went into the field expecting a complete c ration, and a smoke, he would sometimes come up empty. Sorry Dad. It was sure fun though.
Cheryl Larson Dakin

Country School Reunion & area visit
From Erling Landsverk (44): Portage, WI

Hi Gary and everyone:


I have been at the Hines Blind center near Chicago for the month of August, so I really didn’t have an opportunity to provide folks with our family’s participation in the once in a life time reunion I have attached my account of the event and hope that some of it brings back some memories. I will say that it was an enjoyable time, especially the actual get together at the twin oaks. I would like to add that our visit with other folks was a welcome addition and the reference to our journey to our old home was a memorable and nostalgic experience. The turtle Mountains, and the people that live there and in the surrounding area will always be a special memory for me and my sister Borg. It is doubtful that I will ever return for any visit, but I am most grateful for the opportunity I had last July. To my fellow North Dakotans, God Bless you all. You are all a very special people to me


My account of the reunion is attached (pasted below).


Erling Landsverk .


The date was early March 2010 I believe, when I read an open invitation from Linda Gardner to everyone on the Gary Stokes blog. It was an invitation to participate in a reunion for all those who attended the one room country schools in our part of the Turtle Mountains, or “Hills” as we are prone to call them. The Turtle Mountains are located on the border between North Dakota and Canada and truly are hills rather than mountains. Linda suggested a date of July 10th 2010. This would give anyone interested in attending an opportunity to prepare. I became interested at once and called my sister, Borghild Landsverk Filas, who lives in Golden, Colorado. As I suspected, she was immediately drawn to an opportunity to renew old school chum relationships and see the Hills again. Our plans were made but shortly thereafter she came down with a case of shingles, which resulted in painful nerve damage. I asked her if she felt that she could still attend and she told me that she had already mailed Linda her reservation fee and certainly planned to attend. I called Linda and told her the situation. Linda told me that if Borg could not go, her money would be refunded but that it would be a disappointment if she didn’t make it.

A couple of weeks passed and I kept in contact with Borg and she was making progress with good medical care. I was ready to mail in my reservation when Borg suffered a heart attack in May. Naturally I thought the trip was off. “Not so fast” Borg said, I am going up to see our Cousin Francis in Bermidji, Minnesota on June the 18th and then to the Peace Gardens and Bottineau, North Dakota if the doctor says its okay. Besides, she said, Francis’s daughter Betty and her family will be taking me and will keep an eye on me. It turns out that she did make the trip and when she returned to Golden she called to tell me that she expected to see me in Bottineau in time for the Reunion. Talk about being invincible and showing true grit. Fortunately, two of our sons, Owen and Eric, volunteered to drive this old bag of bones out to Bottineau. We made it in one day and met Borg and her son Frank in Bottineau for supper on the evening of July 8th. I asked Borg how she was feeling, and she replied that she felt okay but the shingles were still causing her a bit of pain.

The next morning we had breakfast at a place called the Bakery. They had great food there but the place was filled with alumni from the Bottineau high school that were also holding a reunion (their 50th) the same weekend. The din from their shouts and laughter was deafening but understandably so. After breakfast, we visited some places in the Hills that we knew well. We also stopped at Lake Metigoshe to check out the Twin Oaks Lodge where the reunion would be held. We then decided it would be a good idea to find what was left of our Loon Lake School # 2 where Borg and I had gone to elementary school. We set off towards the Long Lake area so I could get my bearings (not always an easy thing to do when you are blind). We drove aroundLongLakeand came back to what I thought was a section line road and past what I remembered to be theHagenhome. I gambled and told Owen to drive straight east on this road, but we found nothing. I thought I had made a mistake and we drove back to the main road. Eric and Frank, who were in another car following us, didn’t come back to where we were. Fearing that they may have gotten bogged down in the soft ground, we returned to find

them where we thought the school should have been. They had searched around a bit in the brush and sure enough, they spotted some crumbling concrete steps that I had spoken of. I verified they were the right steps when I found the old pipe railings, which I remembered well. Yes, we had discovered the old school, thanks to Eric and Frank. Of course everything was overgrown, and there were no buildings remaining. I guess the school building had been moved off the lot after the school closed. Needless to say Borg and I suffered a twinge or two of nostalgia.

The morning had passed quickly and we went back to have lunch at the Bakery with our Cousin Sharon. The place was jammed again but the service was great. A friend of Sharons, Vicki Metcalf, stopped to ask if Borg remembered Henry Solmonson. Borg said she did, as Henry had been in her class in high school. Vicki said she would try to find a way to have him meet her the next day. After lunch and a brief rest we drove up to Cousin Bruce’s house in preparation for a trip to our old home in Homen Township. The property had been acquired by the State Forest and what was left of our old homestead could only be reached by overgrown snowmobile trails. The trip up there was an arduous one for all who participated but a most gratifying one. All of our cousins living in the Bottineau area were involved. They included Bruce, David, Sharon, and Barbara. Barbara’s husband Larry Lawrence and Gary Wenstad, a neighbor of Bruce, also joined Borg, Frank, Owen, Eric, and I. We owe them all a ton of gratitude for their efforts that made the trek a success. After bidding a final farewell to our former home that lay crumbling under nature’s attack, we stopped to pay our respects at the Rhindahl Cemetery. There are many family members buried there including our grandmother, two of our infant siblings, and many extended family members. The afternoon was tiring but a time of remembrance for those no longer with us and for those wonderful days when we were growing up.

The next day dawned bright and sunny. It was the day of the Reunion, but we still had some time to spend visiting our old haunts. After breakfast, we drove to Dunseith, which was the closest town to our home and where we had attended high school. My gosh, we were shocked to find that many of the old buildings along

Main Street

had been recently demolished leaving a series of empty lots! Next, we drove up to the International Peace Garden on the North Dakota and Canadian border. Since I could not see, I listened closely to the others describing the all the gardens and buildings that form this symbol of friendship between our two nations. I thought about the year 1932, when our entire family attended the dedication of the Peace Garden. It was a historic event that too often is ignored by the media. Borg and I remembered it well and we also thought of Orvin Hagen, an old friend, who had done so much over the years to make the Peace Garden as beautiful and inspiring as it is. I would be remiss if I didn’t make a reference to my father, Gunder Landsverk, and his brothers Knute, Nels, and Arthur along with our cousins for building much of the beautiful field stone work at the Peace Garden during the early 1930s.


After leaving the Peace Garden, we headed for Bottineau for a luncheon appointment with our Cousin Sharon. As we were enjoying lunch, Vicki Metcalf walked in and announced that she was pretty sure that Henry Solmonson would soon arrive. After a few

anxious minutes, Henry appeared and he and Borg saw each other for the first time in 72 years. Needless to say, it was a time for remembering and I heard a lot of chuckles and laughter as they conversed. Yield told us that Henry played the guitar and had entertained at many local events. I fool around with the guitar a little myself and I handed Henry and Vicki each a CD that I had recorded. I told them that the CD’s made good coasters if the music was a flop. It was a great lunch, and we were grateful to Vicki for her efforts in reconnecting us with Henry.

After a brief nap at the motel, we drove up to the Twin Oaks Convention Center, arriving about 4:00 P M. Linda Gardner, and her brother was there to greet us. The place was filling quickly and one could hear the friendly greetings from people all around us. It was great to be back among all the wonderful folks from the Turtle Mountains. As I seated myself I heard a familiar voice; it was Floyd Dion and his beautiful wife Louella. I remembered Floyd from my high school days, and Louella was our neighbor to the south in my early years on the farm. My sister Borg was sitting across from me and I could hear she was being greeted by many of her old friends as well. Borg graduated in 1938 and had spent a few years working at some of the stores in Dunseith while attending high school, so she really got to know a great many folks. As for me, I was greeted by a good many whose parents knew our family and myself. Lester Halvorson, Louella’s brother, chatted with me about old times. Orvin Hagen was there too. He had attended Loon Lake #2 with Borg. After he visited with Borg, he came over and spent some time chatting with me. I was a classmate of his sister Thelma in high school. I remember her as a very beautiful girl. Others crowded around greeting me, and I must apologize for my ability not to remember everyone, but vision would have been a big help in that regard. I still felt the camaraderie and warm friendship from everyone that I spoke to.

After a terrific meal, we took turns recounting some of our more memorable experiences in the “olden” days, with horses, deep snow, and cold fingers and toes. Orvin Hagen lightened things up with his hilarious description of the experience he had with his run-away horses, culminating his story with a couple of colorful and melodic yodels. The Reunion continued until us old folks got a little tired. We bid a reluctant farewell to our cousins and to Larry and Gary. As we neared the exit, Linda Gardner was there to say goodbye with a hug and a handshake. It was a most memorable time for all of us. My single disappointment that evening was that not one of the students who shared the Loon Lake School #2 with me was there. And, from what I could gather, nearly all of them had passed away. I guess that is one of the inevitable disappointments of growing older.

The next morning as we were loading our luggage in the car, a car drove up and Vicki Metcalf got out and approached me with her arms full of stuff. She had brought me a Bottineau T-shirt, one of Henry Solomon’s CD’s, and several pictures taken at our luncheon meeting. She gave us each a hug and big smile as she bid us goodbye. A feeling of gratitude swept over me for the thoughtful gift and the way in which it was presented. Thank you Vicki!

Erling, Thank you so much for this wonderful report of your trip back to the area. We have been anxiously waiting for this report from you of which we knew you would provide. You explain things so well and so interesting. You are a great writer and a wonderful person. We most certainly enjoy everything you contribute. It was so nice that you and Borghild and your children made it back to the area. Please keep us posted with Borghilds’s health issues too. You and Borghild look so nice in these pictures too. Gary


Reply to Vickie Metcalfe (70)

From Denise Lajimodiere: Moorhead, MN.
I think you have a book or two up your sleeve – you are an excellent writer!



Note to Larry Liere (55)

From Mark Schimetz(70): Rolette, ND


Larry Liere brought to mind the cold spring and early summer at Fort Leonard Wood, I was there on April 23, 1972 till about July 23 1972. The worst part I remembered, was sharing shelter halves after night time recon infantry training, dim light flashlight’s and compass with maps to chart out the enemy targets for assault and try to get back safely to report the targets found. We did well finding the targets in near pitch dark sky. However we were caught by the enemy and harassed or some time until, we were told if we all confessed that we could go back to our unit. So then we setup camp on a hill. We were told to camp high, yea well, probably in our 3rd week, dumb as they come, the NCO’S were having their fun with us. Of curse it rained, and it poured ice cold rain. Well we were quite proud of ourselves as we settled in for the night, Yep that lasted all of about 20 minutes. Yep guessed it, the heavy rain brought all kinds of mud and rain straight down the hill and over ran out camps as we struggled to salvage what we could as we were sliding in a near prone position down the hill. Then to make matters worse, we were all itching! Well the sun rose and in the light we gathered up most of our missing gear. It wasn’t long after we were all down to our skivvies, I swear I pulled 50 wood ticks from behind my belts alone. Drill SSgt’s, laughing their arses off and at the same time trying to get us moving. Maybe I am twisted, but I would do it again. I would guess the 3 of us ate some of the same dirt.
Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau
Hi Gary,
Yesterday was rain today glorious fall.

i have been copying Wes’ tales, the comments to Wes and taking them
over. I did get a couple of the Hiatt clan comments over. Last night
my computer printer told me it was out of ink so I didn’t get to
take Dick’s latest printed inquiry over to Wes.

As you know I am challenged.
The latest challenge is to figure out how to change my ink cartridge.
I’ll probably just take the whole printer into Karen at the Spectrum
or wait until Sally or Trent can help me.

Recently I’ve had a family visiting. Often at dusk or dawn they
steal crab apples in my back yard. Sven, the cockatiel is first
alert! He chatters his warning. The dogs scamper with an incessant
barking and dash as they are quite determined to warn whatever
that they are my most efficient ferocious guardians.

The dogs continue their barking and jumping, Sven dashes back and
forth on his perch chattering as we all STOP and gaze out the deck
window. Pure beauty. Doe and her two fawns are non deterred by the
threats they just walk lazily back into the wall of sunflowers
from whence they came. Later. Vickie



Yesterday’s message should have been 907, not 908. I am continuing on with 909 today though. Gary
Wesley Schneider Story
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

Vickie’s stories from Wes Schneider’s childhood antics reminded me
of a story my mom told me. It may have been Wesley Schneider or Wesley
Johnson, I’m not too sure which, made a bet one morning on the way to
country school that he could swallow a hard boiled egg, whole. They were
riding in the horse drawn school hack and were just wasting time anyway.
She said the kids told him he couldn’t do it so out of pride, he popped
it in his mouth and swallowed. She said they could see it slowly moving
down his throat and then tears came to his eyes and he couldn’t breath!
He did manage to get through the ordeal and won his bet. She also told
me that the kids would each bring along a stick of wood for the heater
(wood stove) in the hack and put it in from the outside where the stove
door was located. She said ‘one’ of these two Wesley’s also once threw a
dead chicken in the heater and it stunk up the hack so bad that all the
kids and the driver had to jump out and air the thing out! I wonder if
Vickie could ask Wes if he was the culprit or if it was Wesley Johnson?
He may admit it after 70 years or so. Thanks Gary and Vickie!


Folks I really screwed up yesterday listing Florence Hiatt Dahl as Florence Hiatt Swanson. I had her sister Dorothy Hiatt Swanson on my mind when I printed that. Vickie, when you take these over to Wes, I know he will see the mistake and know how it was derived. These gals are his sister-in-laws.
Wesley, there are many of your niece’s and nephew’s and other relatives of yours that read these daily messages. It would take many handfuls of fingers to count them all. I know they all love seeing and hearing about you and your stories. Florence and I have become very well acquainted via email and telephone conversations too. She’s a wonderful person. She said she was your shadow in her younger days. I have a feeling you were a great mentor of hers too. I remember seeing you up at Fauske’s a lot too, in my younger days. I remember you being there one time when I was with LaVerne Rude. He was dating Carrole at the time. I remember being very nervous with my introductions of LaVerne to you and your family. Those were the days. Gary
Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND


I will take a print out to Wes today with the most recent blog and Florence Dahls e-mail correction.

Gary I too get so frustrated with myself when I make typographical mistakes.

Thankfully Dunseith folks understand and forgive human errors.

Thank you Denise Lajimodiere for your kind comments.

I’ll be looking forward to going to Barnes and Noble and finding your book of poetry. Wow! It will be like going on a treasure hunt in one of my favorite places, a book store! Vickie


Postings by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND.












Book “Dragonfly Dance”
Written by Denise Lajimodiere: Moorhead, MN.
Hi Gary,
Can you let folks know that my poetry book titled “Dragonfly Dance” is now available for pre-order from Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble. It will be in stores in December. Also available for order from Michigan State University Press.
And Vicki – carry a tape recorder with you! I love your stories.


Wesley Schneider
Reply from Florence Hiatt Swanson (60): Anchorage, AK
The story that WES told me (and will never forget) is about he and Warren, his brother. Their brother was going into Dunseith for s date. They hid in the rumle seat, I believe .. got into town and they poped out. Pete roared with laughter–bought them ice cream cones and took them home. Yes Wesley is full of stories…As one of the youngest, Don and I were Wesley’s shadow when ever he was around. Please give them a warm greetings from me in Alaska.

Wesley Schneider – Crazy Mike – Question

Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND
Hello Gary and Dunseith friends,
More about my friend Wes.
When Wes attended school he found it different. His first
language was German.
Ovidia told me when she started school in Landa her first language
was Norweigian. Wow! As a teacher I’m thinking, those two had
challenges with language as young children but were not swayed away
from learning. I don’t think there were specific ( ESL) English as
a second language teachers then.
I remembered hearing from my aunts about Mr and Mrs
Schneider driving in their car to take my grandmother, Rose LeDuc
Metcalfe ( a widow) and her children to church. Wes told me that
she had a beautiful voice. The Scheiders would then take my
grandmother home for Sunday dinner. I said, “Wes ,”It sounds like
your father was an “open minded person” because he hired and
visited with many different nationalities.” Wes replied, “Yes,
many men worked for him doing spring work haying, and falls work.”
Wes said he believes his dad was well liked.
This afternoon, Wes recalled a person who often came to the
Schneider farm with K. C. Sine. Wes said the man of Arabic ( Syrian
or Lebanese) descent was called “Crazy Mike”. “Crazy Mike would make
goat cheese that didn’t taste too bad.” He was often around Siad
Kadry’s pool hall.
Okay. Does any one else recall Crazy Mike? Later, Vickie Metcalfe


Pet Chickens
Folks, As I’m putting this all together, I went in the house for a refreshment (can of Diet Coke). I noticed Bernadette’s Brother-in-law’s brother, who lives next door, giving his pet rooster a bath. It’s very common to see folks carrying and petting their pet chickens in public. Many of them are fighting cocks. They keep their pet chickens tied up to a peg outside their house with a long string attached to their leg. Gary
Reply from Richard & Jerrine Richard (49) Larson: Seattle, WA.
Gary–When I was in ND in July I came across an interesting book that you and others may be interested in. It is “They Were Ready”, by Terry L. Shoptaugh. It is a chronology of the 164th Inf. ND Natl.Guard in WWII starting with the federalization in Dec of ’40 through the end of the war. They were with the Americal Div.which was the first army unit to engage the enemy in WWII. One of the accolades they received was from the Commanding General on Guadalcanal who said “Those farm boys can sure fight”. There are many first-hand accounts of what they endured and follows their progress through the island campaigns with their last landing being at Cebu City on April 10, 1945. After assisting with the liberation of Cebu and Botol, they were briefly in Japan on occupation duty before returning to the US after nearly five years away from home. Since there were a number of local men in the 164th it was of particular interest to me and probably to you also.
Richard and Jerrine, I found this on the Web for those of us that are interested in purchasing one of these books. Thank you so much for sharing. I will for sure pursue ordering a copy. Other than for letters, I am allowed to receive books, Magazines and CD’s at my FPO mail address.
The book is hardcover, large print and contains 50 photos and 11 maps. Books will be available at select bookstores and from The 164th Infantry Association, P.O. Box 1111, Bismarck, ND 58502. Interested persons can e-mail Editor164InfantryNews@hotmail.com. Information about the 164th Infantry Regiment is available on the history tab of the North Dakota National Guard Web site (www.ndguard.com).
Folks, Many of you know where Richard and Jerrine fit into the picture, but for those that don’t, I want to clear things up. Jerrine is a sister to Leona (Lee) Richard Hosmer & Verdellis Richard Larson (deceased). Jerrine and Verdellis married brothers, Richard and Norman Larson. Jerrine is an aunt to the Hosmer (Janet, Nancy & Colette) and Larson (Diane & Cheryl) girls. Richard and Jerrine’s children are double cousins to Diane & Cheryl. Gary
Reply to Larry Liere (54):
From Mark Schimetz (70): Rolette, ND
Reply to Larry Liere, It was good to hear from you Larry! Last I saw you, your wife and Joni, was at Shanna Richards Wedding in Rolette. I new that, you were related to the Leonard’s But Which Family I am not sure. I believe you are related to Carmen Richard (Leonard), My Aunt. I remember you all from my time at Lake Region Community College in Devils Lake ND. I have often recommend this small college to kids in the area. LRCC. as it was at the time offered all the best courses with smaller class sizes, making it a paradise for students, that never had a problem connecting with the instructors, after class or in the cafeteria, to have their questions answered and a problem explained. After 3 Algebra Instructors, I meet Thomas Palmer an excellent instructor, Who also taught me some Trigonometry. Marilyn Bertch was an excellent Political Science instructor and so many others, Of course Joni and I were on the Student Council until I was able to pass it off. I just spoke with my Brother David Schimetz, he was at Fr. Leonard Wood, from February 19, 1979 until June of 1979. He did both his (Boot camp and A.I.T., (advanced infantry, training) at Ft. Leonard Wood. Don’t know if this time frame fits with your service time.
Wesley Schneider tales:
From Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND.
Hi Gary, School is on but in the evening, I’d druther listen to tales than watch TV.
Tonight Buie and Thor were fixin to visit Wes. They pull on their leads as we scamper across the street. Eagerly they bounce up the steps. I knock at the door and Ovida tells us to “come in”. My little dogs look at her eagerly awaiting permission to go find Wes. They are rewarded by Wes coming around the corner telling them he’s got “treats” then ear scratches.
As Wes and Ovida eat their supper, the dogs settle down to listen just as I. Then, I am also rewarded by a “Wes Tale”.
Wes said of his parents; both, were Germans from Russia”, shortly after their marriage arrived the USA. He was told his parents settled in Kansas where they had relatives.
The family first lived in a sod house built into a dugout in a hill. The older children were born in Kansas.
He told a story he heard of a time his father who raised cattle kept a bull. One night the bull walked over the house and fell through the sod ceiling. The bull was not too happy. And was sold shortly after.
There were many “cyclones” which perhaps influenced the family to move to North Dakota. Making the journey by train the family came to Dunseith. Pete, oldest brother traveled with the cattle in a boxcar on another train. Wes believes “Spot the young family cat traveled with Pete. Pete lived on a loaf of bread and fresh milk. Arriving in Dunseith Mr. Schneider bought hay from Mr. Kraft for the hungry cattle.
Wes’ father purchased land east of Dunseith on the Willow Lake Road. And he continued buying land to provide for his large cattle herd.
Wes was the first of the Schneider children to be born in ND in about 1920.
Wesley lived many boyhood adventures When he tells these tales I tell him I think “of the likes of Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn.”
Tonight He recalled one windy day when he made a homemade kite. Humm. A kite which would not sail properly. So Wes found himself fashioning a bag for a tail. It still wouldn’t fly properly. Humm. WeightŠ! And there out of the corner of his eye spies ‘Spot”ŠAhhh. Just the right size weight. He put the “The Kansas cat,” into the bag. Away flies the kite and “Spot” SailingŠŠ.upŠŠup. An almost perfect flight. Until, Wes sees his mother peering out the window just as the cat came out of the bag. MEowww. Thud. The cat landed. Wes says he can’t remember if he got a lickin or a good scolding from his mother. But Spot did continue to live out his remaining nine lives with Mrs. Schneider as an old house cat.
Wes tells tales about earning money from gopher tails and crow legs. One time he and his younger brother figured out it was much easier cutting off the tails of the gophers their dad had poisonedŠŠ. It was pretty easy. Until Mr. Schneider found out and told the young boys they would be going off to a “boys correctional school” because what they were doing was against the law. Yep, that plumb scared Wes and he was put back on the right straight and narrow!
As a young lad, Wes was always looking to earn money. A new way to make easy money came in the form of the bounties on crows. The earnings would be about 5 cents for an adult crow, 3 cents for a young crow and 1 cent for a crows egg. After watching crows, one day Wes shimmies up a tree to a nest. AhŠwhat to do with the eggs.. IDEA! Put them under the cap he was wearing. As Wes slides down the tree bang! A branch bumps his hat, SPLat go the fragile eggs. Yuck! Quickly reacting, with his eyes shut, Wes runs for the cows water trough and ducks his head in. He never wore eggs under his hat again.
He recalls the Tooke family living in one of his dad’s vacant houses further west closer to the Bottineau County line. He said Annie ie Mrs. Fred Nicholson told him many years later she often heard Wesley yodeling early in the morning when he went for cows, about two miles from home. There were oft times in haying season Kenny Tooke would come over and volunteer to help out just to have something to do. In later years they would hunt together.
After the Annie Tooke family left the house in the country. Adrian Egbert moved in and was the rural mail carrier who put airplane tires on his car. The car then could be maneuvered on the road and through ditches. Wes said he was standing waiting one day for the mail when over the hill zooming down the Willow lake road Adrian came over a hill with the horn honking, honKING, HONKING! He slids up to Wes by the Schneider mail box and leaps out of the car. Throws open the hood “Hand me your jack knife,” Wes hands over the jack knife whack. There. No more horn!
Although his father drove school bus in his youth and education was important, Wes had to quit school to help on the farm. He would have graduated around 1937-38.
I think he would have enjoyed high school as he enjoyed learning. And me. I enjoy listening and from him tales of yester year. It was a better night than watching TV. Vickie Metcalfe
Follow up message to the above posting from Vickie.


Every time I hear a story in relation to Dunseith’s history I am intrigued. I do so enjoy “oral history” told by everyday people who have roots in our common past. I listen and hear another perhaps different perspective.

I was so blessed in moving to my neighborhood,because across the street reside two neighborhood treasures; Wes and Ovidia.

A year ago I told Wes, “When winter comes I’d like to come over and write your stories.” He was surprised.

Well, I never got around to doing so formally. Sometimes the best stories are “spur of the moment”. They happen when I am just having a nice visit over a cuppa and a recalled story springs forth.

This morning I awoke and thought.Hmm. I better go visit Wes and Ovidia with a print out of the stories Wes has told me. And tell him what I’ve been up to with sharing his stories on the Dunseith blog.

I printed out 3 Wes stories. The “boys” and I with papers in hand walked across to see my neighbors who were embarking on falls work in their yard….ie trimming rose bushes close to where the fuel man puts the winter’s supply of fuel oil.

I say to Wes “I have a confession to make, I wrote your story last night and sent it to the Dunseith blog”. Wes was not affronted. “Whew” I didn’t believe he would be, needed to be certain once again if it is ok to share his stories. They liked the idea that I wrote Wes stories. I told Wes since he is a former boxer I wouldn’t want him to feel he was “sucker punched”, if someone made a comment to him about one of his stories. I told him I think people who read the Dunseith blog like me are nostalgic and like to hear about the past.

Patiently waiting, Buie and Thor got their treat from Ovidia.

As I left I said to Wes and Ovidia. “Thank You, I think so much of the two of you. I love you both and as neighbors, I couldn’t wish for better” I like your stories I need to write them down,share while they are fresh from what you have told me, and remembered.

Later Vickie

Vickie, Wesley Schneider is a Dunseith boy and we love hearing his stories. Many of his relatives including his daughter Diane are on our daily distribution. Many of us have known Wesley for many years too. He worked at the Bottineau Cooperative Creamery for over 50 years. I remember Wesley so well from his days working at the creamery and also at the many Ackworth & Hiatt reunions. He is a special guy, loved and liked by all. Gary


Reply from Aggie Casavant (69): Fort Mill, SC
To Kenny Nerple, The pictures are great, especially the one of the barn on the water. As crazy as this world has gotten anymore, it seems like N.Dakota is the only place you can go anymore to find a place this peaceful. Thanks for sharing. Aggie

Larry Liere (55) Devils Lake, ND & Mesa, AZ


Reply to Mark Schimetz (70) on C. Emerson Murry (42) memories


When I lived in Dunseith during WWII the Murry family (Emerson’s Mom & Dad) lived across the street from the Catholic Church on the North end of the block and we live in the 2nd. house from the South end.

Gary & Mark since we are all old GI’s ( I am the oldest ) I, Mark, his brother David, all did boot camp at Ft. Leonard Wood, I have a few memories to add about MG C. Emerson Murry. I was in boot camp at Ft. Leonard Wood in 1960 and moved to Ft. Dix, NJ for AIT in supply. My mother’s last name was Leonard so I thought Leonard Wood would be a nice place. Well it wasn’t very nice there in April and May, Cold wet weather and as the Sgts. would say “it never rains in the Army it rains on the Army”. In 1977 I became a Supply Officer in the North Dakota National Guard serving full time at Camp Grafton six miles South of Devils Lake, ND. From about 1979 to 1984 I did some flights on military aircraft with General Murry to Leonard Wood, Washington DC, Pentagon, Aberdeen Proving Ground, and other sites where North Dakota National Guard people were being trained. Mark when you talk to your brother David ask him what month, and year he talk with Gen. Murry at Leonard Wood because I may have been on the same flight. One thing I always liked to see was at Graduation from Boot Camp when Gen. Murry was at the event they would ask how many National Guard members were from North Dakota and have them stand up. They would then ask how many of the standing North Dakota Guard members were going to college when they returned home and almost all would remain standing. That was because of the college tuition program the North Dakota National Guard offered to it’s members. One thing Gen. Murry had fun doing was the way we would pay for our dinner meal. Most nights when we were in DC we would go the Fort Myer Officer Club to eat. There would generally be 8 to 20 officers at the table. Some would order a low cost meal, but after your 1st. trip you would always order a high priced meal because Gen. Murry would say, when he got the bill, “I think we will split the bill equally”. ( The people that had a $10.00 meal paid the same amount as those that had a $24.00 meal ) There are many other good memories I have of these trips with Gen. Murry and the many talks we had about our Dads, our family, and living in Dunseith “In The Good Old Days”. All I can say is I left Dunseith in 3rd. grade but I still have a lot of good memories from there and Gen. Murry had many more good memories that he talked about.

C. Emerson Murry (42) Memories and Funeral
From Art Rude (71): Bismarck, ND


Yesterday, I was privileged to be at the funeral of C. Emerson Murry. He was surely one of Dunseith’s greatest achievers, and a very nice guy. I grew up knowing the name, and later on I got to know the man, and admired him greatly. I’m sure there are few funerals where the Governor of the state, and the Adjutant General of National Guard are the speakers. They both spoke congenially about a man they both knew personally, and admired as a mentor, friend, American hero, and champion for North Dakota. His impact was great and ongoing, as he wrote major sections that became part of the North Dakota Century Code while being the first director of the ND Legislative Council, and brought the ND National Guard to the very top of the heap. I will scan in the information from the funeral, I thought it was well done, and all very appropriate.

Just a few weeks ago, he emailed me after seeing information in your emails, inquiring about Dad’s health, and he asked me to keep him informed.

Thank you Gary.

Art Rude


Peace and Power,






Doyle Abrahamson
Doyle Abrahamson, age 60 of Aurora, CO formerly of Dunseith, died Sunday August 29 at Naples, Florida. Fuenral will be held on Saturday at 10:00 am at the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Burial will be a the Little Prairie Cemetery north of Dunseith. (Nero Funeral Home – Bottineau)

Patricia S. Hosmer

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HOSMER, Patricia S., born on November 8, 1930, Pat passed away peacefully on August 26, 2010. She is survived by her husband of 57 years, William J. Hosmer, Col., USAF (retired); children, Barbara (Marty), John (Dotty), Steve (Lynn), Tom (Kathy), Don; grandchildren, Bay, Ry and Pearl; and brother, Wallace. Celebration of Life will be held in Pat’s birth state. Donations may be made to the charity of your choice in the name of Pat Hosmer. Arrangements by BRING’S BROADWAY CHAPEL.

Reply to Maria Parlade Corral (62):
From Sharon Zorn Gerdes (62):Windsor, CO
Maria, what an interesting email you sent, and what an inspiring life you have had. I remember you well as one of the nicest people I knew. Its amazing how our little town turned out such influential people who have affected so many people. Its a humbling experience to read this blog, and its gives one such pride. Thanks for sharing. Sharon Zorn, 62
Condolences to Bill Hosmer & Hosmer memories
From Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (65): Rolette, ND
Hi Gary
Just wanted to express my sincere sympathy to Bill Hosmer in the passing of his beloved wife. Losing a loved one especially a spouse is the hardest thing you will ever face on this earth. My heartfelt sympathy to you and your family.
Jack and Ines Hosmer were Mr and Mrs. Dunseith. They were so special to our family. I remember shopping in their store when I was a small girl. Ines gave us the pattern catalogs for paper dolls and I remember finding a beautiful pink sweater with pearls on it and when I asked the price it was exactly the amount of money that I had (according to Ines). Their son, Bob Hosmer, was so instrumental in my faith journey when he taught our Bible School at LIttle Prairie, and Jess (Don’s wife) was one of my favorite teachers! I had the honor of meeting Bill at the Dunseith Golf Course last summer. He drove up in a golf cart and introduced himself. Such a gentleman. This blog is such a connection tool. It’s so terrific to meet the special people who grew up in Dunseith.
Thanks, Gary, for your dedication and hard work to keep us all connected. So many strangers have become friends through this endeavor.
Song “When The Work is All Done”
Reply from Gary Metcalfe (57): Forsyth, MO

To Paula Fassett

A belated answer to your request for the melody to “When the Works All Done This Fall”. Just go to GOOGLE, enter the title, several choices will come up. I think Marty Robbins does a great job and YOU TUBE is great. Any song you can imagine by about any singer. If you find the song being done by the song writer it is special


This is small compensation for the great CD collection of your dad’s songs. I consider it very thoughtful on your part. Thank you.

I put this on the BLOG so that any lover of music can enjoy the best performance of your favorite songs.


I will share something that only an old farm boy could know…..I absolutely love Slim Whitman rendition of one he did called “Secret Love”. The high notes were a bit too high until you had the old Massey throttle pulled way back, going up hill with a cultivator….it made singing easy.


Before I was old enough to work the tractor in the field I could hear Uncle Martin Evans sing with the tractor. He knew every song Roy Rogers ever did. Then my brother Jim did the same act, I must have been 8 or 9 before I told over.


I have old Ray and Willie singing “Seven Spanish Angels” right now!!! Enjoy. Gary Metcalfe
C. Emerson Murry memories
From Mark Schimetz (70): Rolette, ND
According to Stella, C. Emerson Murry, grew up in a small house near my Grandfather John Schimetz and his family, where now Terry Halvorson resides. So I am told that he used to come over to visit my Grandparents and especially Louis, as they would often go off riding horses around the prairie. In another unrelated story, My Kid brother David Todd Schimetz, while taking his boot camp for the North Dakota National Guard at Fort Leonard Wood, was called into the Commanding Officers Office. Wondering why, and if he was in trouble or what.? C. Emerson Murry asked David Todd if he was related to our Dad Louis Schimetz. Acknowledging that he was, a conversation ensued. I will be meeting up with Todd at my Sister and Husbands home in Minot Friday. I will see what he recalls of the meeting, and one of us will fill in the rest of the story.
Upon Searching Fort Leonard Wood, as I did my Boot camp there as well. I found that Col. Leonard Wood, was the Commanding Officer over Col. Teddy Roosevelt at San Juan. This story of Teddy Roosevelt’s charge up the Hill on Horseback sabre raised high shouting the charge seeming invincible stirred his men to charge in full force of course wining the battle. Roosevelt Was put up for the Medal of honor during the Clinton administration as I recall. At the Veterans Memorial Hospital in Fargo, there are quite a few of these brave men during that time period also received the Medal of Honor.
Condolences to the Abrahamson family:
From Bill Grimme (65): Birmingham, AL



Thank you. I wasn’t thinking when I sent you the email about missing a blog distribution and, right after I sent it, I thought, what a dummy-go to the Dunseith site, which I did. I was shocked when Gwen sent me a note about Doyle. What a loss. I am certainly happy that I had the opportunity to get a little reacquainted with Doyle on the cruise. He certainly was a fine gentleman. My condolences to Cindy, Jean Marie, Darrell, and all the rest of Doyle’s family.





Message/Picture from Jacqueline Hiatt (79):


Gary, thanks for keeping us connected to the wonderful memories in North Dakota.
Please add Meredie Hiatt daughter of Eldon and Lorraine (Sebelius) Hiatt to your long list of bloggers. Meredie1@comcast.net
Lorraine and the girls drove from Washington to visit family and the past. When I learned they were going to be in ND I decided to extend my travels from dropping my son in Mankato at Minnesota State University to see cousins and Aunt I hadn’t seen in 29 years.
Mom, Jarilyn and I drove to Minot so I could visit with them as they wouldn’t be able to get up to Bottineau before I would have to catch a flight out of Grand Forks the following day. I surprised them with yet another cousin by going to Kim’s Restaurant. Attached is a photo taken at Marco’s (owned by Kim Hiatt (daughter of Freddie and Margaret) at the Town and Country shopping center in Minot.
Thanks again Gary for all you do.
Jacqueline, Thank you so much for sharing this picture and your visit with your aunt Larraine and your cousins. Your mother is the only one I would have recognized in this picture. Now I have a mental picture of you too, with our email exchanges. You guys are all looking wonderful and happy too. Gary
Left to right
Kim (Freddie & Margaret), Jacqueline (Wallice & Arla Hiatt), Sandy (Eldon & Lorraine),
Jarilyn (Arla & Wallice), Arla (Hill) Hiatt, Lorraine (Sebelius) Hiatt, Meredie (Eldon & Lorraine)
and Polly (Eldon & Lorraine).


Pictures from Kenny Nerpel (65): Rugby, ND




My wife has taken a lot of photos of rural North Dakota over the years and I thought I would send a few now and then for those who might enjoy using them as wallpaper.



Kenny, these are great! Where were these taken? The one of the barn and water I think was taken along Highway 43 between Kelvin and St. John? Is that stone building in the Peace Garden? Gary





I am back on line. The power supply needed to be replaced in my computer. I did not post a regular blog yesterday and I’m 12 hours later than normal getting this one out today. It’s day time for you folks. It’s currently 10:40 PM Thursday night here.

Reply from a former DHS Cuban Student.

Maria Parlade Corral (62): Coral Gables, FL


Hi Gary:
Although I don’t know most of the people, I follow your newsletter and enjoy reading about a period in my life that was very happy and peaceful. After my graduation from Dunseith I went to college to Omaha , Nebraska where I graduated with a BA in Secondary Education and Spanish. By then my parents had moved from Dunseith to Petersburg , Virginia and from there to Washington DC although we lived in Rockville , Maryland. After college I received an MA from the University of Maryland in Latin American Literature. My father was a Pediatrician in DC for 15 yrs. until he retired to Miami where he still lives now . He is 95 yrs old and in excellent condition. In 1968 I moved to Miami and I started to work with the State of Florida for the Cuban Refugee Program .

In 1971 I married Oscar Corral , a civil engineer of Cuban descent and we have been married for 39 years and have five children and 8 grandchildren so far. Our youngest son is the only one single and he is studying law at Villanova University in Pennsylvania. I stopped working for 10 years to raise my children but I went back to work as a social worker until I retired last month. That is why now I have time to write to you. Our life has been great with the normal ups and downs that everyone has. We have been blessed with a wonderful close knit family so we have a wonderful support system in the family . I was the oldest of 10 children , the youngest was born in Virginia. We all live in Miami except for one that lives in Orlando Florida. My mother passed a way 12 yrs ago but we are all very close to my father and we see each other very often.

Our other great adventure was that my husband and I went back to visit Cuba this year after an absence for both of us of 49 years. We spent 10 days : 5 days in Santiago, my hometown and 5 days in Havana where my husband lived. We had wanted to go back for a long time but it took years to decide and meditate about the matter. The trip was literally going back to 50 years ago. Everything was there, the houses, the people the beautiful landscape and beaches. Time stopped 50 years ago because barely anything is new but what’s left is terribly run down or falling apart. I guess nature is the only thing that remains as it was. We did not feel threatened or scared but there was a lot of police security all over.The food is deplorable but the poor people of Cuba don’t know that there is something else than their miserable life becase they have had no contact with the outside world for three generations . Except those that have relatives in the US that send them money or some food once in a while. The internet is only used by a few privileged people and although they are allowed to have a computer they can only use it without internet. The trip was a wonderful and extremelly sad experience. We felt happy and lucky to live in the US with freedon and tremendous opportunities for anyone. We love this country and our children are proud to be Americans.

I ‘ve always wanted to go back to North Dakota where I started my life in this country and maybe now that I have retired we will plan to go sometime in the future. I have heard that the San Haven Hospital in no longer there. Has Dunseith grown a lot since 1962 ? Well Gary this has been my life in a nutshell .
Thank you for keeping us informed . You are doing a great job in keeping us together .
Maria Parlade Corral

Thank you do much for this very interesting life history. We love hearing from you and how your life continued beyond Dunseith. Your trip back to Cuba is so interesting too. It’s hard to imagine that these folks are living in the dark ages. They know nothing other than what they are allowed to hear. How terrible.
Dunseith has not grown much in size since you were there in 1962. If anything, it may be a bit smaller. Yes, the folks of Dunseith would love to see you. A lot of your class (62) has remained quite close over the years and I’m pretty sure they’d love to see you. I’m sure if they knew you were going to be in the Dunseith area, some of them from a ways off would arrange their schedules to see you there as would others.Marie, it’s not only those from your class that would love to see you either.




Condolences to the Abrahamson Family

From Rich Campbell (68): Minot, ND


Doyle was a great classmate. My condolences to his entire family.




Ackworth Ladies Aid picture:

Reply from Mary Eurich Knutson (62): Dunseith, ND.


Hi Gary
Just a quick note to thank you for the Ackworth picture. Neola copied it off for me. Karen put it on regular photo paper for me. Now I’m ready to go visiting. Willard Lasher is now in the Long Term Care at the Bottineau Hospital. I don’t know if it’s for a short term stay or long term stay. Thanks again. I’ll write more later.
Mary K
Mary, I’m not sure if you meant for this to be posted, but I want folks to see how things get done with the combined efforts of others. Karen Larson, owner of the Spectrum in Bottineau and step daughter of Wesley Schneider is well equipped to handle scanning and printing projects of this nature. We will repost this picture with your findings. This will be exciting. Gary





Recieved in my Spam mail on August 26th.
From Diane Fugere (75): Minot, ND
Diane, I am so sorry I missed this in my spam. We would all like to wish Margaret Bedard Strong (62) a belated “Happy Birthday”. Margaret does not have email, but I know someone will pass this message along to her. Gary


I would like to wish Margaret Strong a Happy Birthday today, August 26! Not sure if she gets the blog, but I’m sure someone will pass the message for me.


Diane Fugere





Recieved in my Spam mail on August 11th.

From Don Boardman (60): Bottineau, ND

Don, I am so sorry that I did not catch this until now. I need to check my spam daily and as you can see, I did not. I know this is past, but I want to post it anyway. Gary


Just thought that the readers might like to know, if they haven’t heard it yet, that the International Country Gospel Music Fest is being held this weekend at the Peace Gardens. There will be country gospel music groups from Canada and the US performing at the Burdick Center on Saturday evening starting at 5 going until 9. Sunday morning there will be an interdenominational church service at 11 and then music starts at 1 and going until 6. There is concessions next to the Center so people do not have to bring their picnic lunch. The Burdick Center is a beautiful place with seating for about 525 people in probably the most nicest indoor theater setting around. This year marks the 6th year that the festival is being held and normally there is between 400 and 500 people that come on Sunday. That may sound like it would be crowded but the people aren’t herded in and kept to their seats like a theater setting but can come and go as they please. People aren’t charged to come but there is a free will offering to cover the expenses. If you like country gospel music it is a great way to spend Saturday evening and Sunday in the most beautiful flower garden setting in North Dakota and Manitoba. Connie and Rodney do a beautiful job of decorating the stage for the performers. There is a website you can visit to see the bios and pictures of the groups. It is www.internationalcountrygospelfest.com. Come on up and enjoy it with your friends.

Don Boardman








Folks, It has been brought to my attention that C. Emerson Murray may have been the commencement speaker for the graduating Class of 1968. I know some of you will be able to answer this. I heard that General Murry visited Dunseith, for a function, in a Helicopter one time with a some of his aids. Would this have been in 1968? Gary
PS – C. Emerson Murry has been on our distribution all along for the past several years. I had a nice chat with him when I was putting the class of 42 together. He emphasized the spelling of his last name without and “A”.



C. Emerson Murry (42) passed away


September 2009

Larry Liere (55) & C. Emerson Murry



Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

C. Emmerson Murry (42)


Former Major General Murry Dies | Video
Amanda Tetlak
Dunseith native C. Emerson Murry died Sunday in Bismarck at age 86. Murry served in the Battle of The Bulge in WWII and was appointed the Guard`s lead general in 1975 by then-Governor Art Link. He served in the post through 1984. Murry also served as a director of the newly created North Dakota Legislative Council from 1951 to 1975. Adjutant General David Sprynczynatyk says Murry helped establish the council and write a lot of the laws the state has today. Sprynczynatyk also worked with Murry on the Garrison Diversion project and says the two were good friends.

“For me, the loss of Emerson is a great loss. He was a true friend, personal friend, colleague working on military issues as well as working on water issues and we`re all going to miss him,” says Sprynczynatyk.

Funeral services are Thursday at Trinity Lutheran Church. Murry will be buried at the North Dakota Veterans Cemetery.




Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (70): Dunseith, ND



I believe Mr. Murry is a graduate of Dunseith High School……..He was in the same class as my dad and Alan Campbell through 8th grade. Ahhhh …. all good men of “The Greatest Generation” . Vickie

Vickie, General Murry was a DHS class of 1942 Graduate. Gary

C. Emerson Murry dies at 86


Charles “C.” Emerson Murry, a former adjutant general and Dunseith native, died at age 86 on Sunday.

Murry got his start in the military during World War II as a then-Army sergeant and fought in the Battle of the Bulge.

After the war he returned to school, married his wife Donna and had five children. He graduated from the University of North Dakota in business administration and with a law degree in 1950.

He practiced law for one year in Rugby, before serving as a director of the newly created North Dakota Legislative Council from 1951 to 1975.

“He pretty much established the Legislative Council and wrote a lot of the Century Code we have today,” said Adjutant Gen. David Sprynczynatyk.

He joined the North Dakota National Guard in 1953, but did not become its lead general until 1975, appointed by then-Gov. Art Link.

Guard member and Murry’s son-in-law, Curtis Stanley, said Murry stressed recruitment when he took over shortly after the Vietnam War.

“Strength was a big issue at that time for all the military, especially volunteer forces like the Guard and the Reserve,” Stanley said. “He pushed to make sure we were achieving greater than 100 percent strength for the North Dakota National Guard.”

“He did a lot to make sure the Guard was at strength and that it met its recruitment goals,” said Murry’s successor, former Adjutant Gen. Alex McDonald.

Sprynczynatyk said in addition to his work in recruitment and training, he pushed for a lot of infrastructure development, particularly at Camp Grafton.

“He always made sure we had what we needed to be a ready and prepared National Guard,” Sprynczynatyk said.

Murry served as adjutant general through 1984, though concerns over the federal portion of his salary caused then-Gov. Allen Olson to push for his resignation, saying he wanted him to work on the Garrison Diversion Project.

The allegations surrounding Murry turned out to be false and he was later cleared of any wrongdoing.

“I don’t feel bitter, and I don’t feel vindictive,” Murry said in a 1984 Tribune article of the incident. “But I don’t fully understand the vindictiveness of attempting to destroy another person. It took two audits, an attorney general’s opinion as well as a review to show that these charges were spurious.”

Murry left the adjutant general position shortly thereafter and served as manager of the Garrison Diversion Project from 1985 to 1993.

In 1993 he retired as a major general after 42 years of public service.

Stanley described him in his personal life as the ultimate patriarch.

“You got good advice even if you didn’t want it,” Stanley said. “Nobody wanted to disappoint him. He set high standards for everyone including himself.”

Last year he was one of many WWII veterans to take part in the honor flight to Washington, D.C.

“He was so appreciative of that and the people that organized it,” said William Prokopyk with the National Guard.

He is survived by his wife, five children, and 13 grandchildren.

Funeral services will be held at 10:30 a.m. on Thursday at the Trinity Lutheran Church. Internment will be at 2 p.m. at the North Dakota Veterans Cemetery.

(Reach reporter Rebecca Beitsch at 250-8255 or 223-8482 or rebecca.beitsch@bismarcktribune.com.)