Happy Birthday Greg Larson (DHS ’70): Bismarck, ND
Jan Hosmer Memories
From Janice LaCroix Kester (’59): Fargo, ND

Jan YOU are looking good!!! Happy Birthday to a dear friend. You’ve given me some great memories. Thanks heaps!


Colette Hosmer (’64) -Featured Artist
Previously posted with message 235 on September 27, 2008
Article provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:
Folks, this featured article was published in the Metigoshe Mirror.
Colette Hosmer graduated with the class of 64.
Colette, being recognized world wide, you are to be commended for your success’
I have also pasted your very impressive resume at the bottom of this article.
Colette & Nancy, your mother looks so nice and so young in this picture. You guys are looking good too.


Colette Hosmer’s Resume:




Colette Hosmer’s WEB site:






Happy Birthday Jan Hosmer Cobb (DHS ’60): Wilsonville, OR

Happy Birthday Pam Fassett Faust (DHS ’65):Lilburn, GA
Email address change
For Bill Hosmer (’48): Tucson, AZ

Gary, My new email address is: ftrpilothoz@ Thank you, for your steadfast

diligence in maintaining this dynamic Blog alive and ongoing. Bill Hosmer
History memories
From Gary Metcalfe (’57): Forsyth, MO

Hello to all….Hope you have made some wonderful, soft Thanksgiving memories!!

Past History: John and Lucy Gillies had more than their share of beautiful daughters, seven I believe.

Dunseith had a diverse culture and the Syrians were one part that contributed lots to the good of the area. If there ever was a trophy for Mr. Dunseith Casey’s name should be on it. Lois Lilleby said it, “Casey and Margy were the best.” Forty years of handing out treats to a bunch of kids should be hard to beat.


I am pretty sure Casey had something to say when Bernie Knox started his car beside the store one day. Someone had put a potato in the exhaust pipe, a shoe box falling on the floor anything like this would make an old infantry man run for cover. Both he and George Albert were WW1 vets.


The old bowling alley next door to Casey’s was an education for this writer. Old Logan Buchanen a,nd Ade Egbert telling tales of old times, Bertha Myer and Mert Hoopman cleaned me out, but I surely learned to play Smear! But, I was making good money, 10 cents a line, setting pins. The League bowlers enjoyed a target which in my mind was the pin setter. Joe Evans, Ernie Fugere, Don Tooke were lethal with a bowling ball. This was a time when no self respecting outsider ventured into Dunseith after dark. But Fats Kireby, Leland Simek, Don Newburger and a couple more seemed to get in to bowl and get safely out of town. Bruce Poeppel had that old pin ball machine in the bowling alley all figured out.


We loved the dances, fist fights, smokers, music that was Dunseith. House parties were mostly in the hills. As Dick Morgan said, “what more could you ask for?”


Reverand Ramquist had a big job on his hands when he tried to reform this little town, he died in a canoe accident out west after leaving Dunseith.


W.P. Campbell was another man that left a big mark. He could stand alone for what he thought was right and let the chips fall where they may. It is in the history book what he did for a child who had lost his family in the 30’s.


Gary Metcalfe


American Indian Movement

Posted by Bernice Belgarde (’72): Bemidji, MN


American Indian Movement(AIM), organization of the Native American civil-rights

movement, founded in 1968. Its purpose is to encourage self-determination among

Native Americans and to establish international recognition of their treaty rights.

In 1972, members of AIM briefly took over the headquarters of the Bureau of Indian

Affairs in Washington, D.C. They complained that the government had created the

tribal councils on reservations in 1934 as a way of perpetuating paternalistic

control over Native American development.


In 1973, about 200 Sioux, led by members of AIM, seized the tiny village of

Wounded Knee, S.Dak., site of the last great massacre of Native Americans by the

U.S. cavalry (1890). Among their demands was a review of more than 300 treaties

between the Native Americans and the federal government that AIM alleged were



Wounded Knee was occupied for 70 days before the militants surrendered. The

leaders were subsequently brought to trial, but the case was dismissed on grounds

of misconduct by the prosecution. AIM also sponsored talks resulting in the 1977

International Treaty Conference with the UN in Geneva, Switzerland.




The Columbia Electronic Encyclopedia, 6th ed. Copyright © 2007, Columbia

University Press. All rights reserved.

Posted by Brenda Hoffman (’68): Greenville, SC
This information is from the American Red Cross.

Holiday Mail for Heroes Program Overview


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Happy Holidays
From Verena & Pete (’65) Gillis: Dunseith, ND
Happy Holidays, may the New Year bring us all good Health, Happiness and
Dunseith Photo’s
Reply from Lloyd Awalt (’44): Bottineau, ND

hi Gary,


Iooking at the post cards of Dunseith takes me back along way. In the one I see there is a 1957 chev in front of the theater. I wonder how many remember all the places that were there. I think the cards were taken between 1940 &55 for on one the immigration office is still in town. My dad had the dray line in 1930 to 41 we hauled freight to everyone. I knew every place on main St. at one time. It was a big city. Lloyd




Dunseith Photo’s

Reply from Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND


Gary and Friends,

The old picture of Dunseith’s Main Street is sure interesting to
me, although it was a few years before I was around. In looking
carefully at the picture, there are some details that will put a date on
the picture. Most of the vehicles on the west side of the street appear
to be from the 30’s but the one on the corner and the one in front of
the drug store are at least from 1942—Chevrolets. The sign on the
side of the drug store reads ‘Horsman Drugs’ and the Centennial book
says Glen and Annabelle Shelver bought the drug store in 1942. Using
these factors, I speculate the picture would be taken around the summer
of ’42, based on the green trees and the position of the high afternoon
sun. If the sign on the drug store wasn’t changed right away to read
‘Shelver Drug’, it may have been a year or so later. The old car in
front of Hosmer’s Dry Goods is a late ’20s model, although I’m not sure
of the brand–maybe Chevy or other–but it’s not a Ford, in my opinion.
It would probably have been about 13 or 14 years old when this picture
was taken and that’s about as long as many of the cars lasted back
then. This is my guess on the date–1942-43– but I’m certainly open to
correction. Thanks Gary!

Dunseith Photo’s
Reply from Allen Richard (’65): Midland, MI

The picture is 1960 or later because one of the cars on the street is a ’60 Chevy—-probably sold by Joe Spaeth——–


Allen Richard



Dunseith Photo’s
Reply from Mark Schimetz (’70): Rolette, ND


Reply to Deb LaVallie’s pictures of Dunseith Main Streets.
These photos really bring back memories! Thanks Deb. I spent a lot of time at the Althea show hall, for the Buttered Popcorn, Cokes, and a lot of Great Movies. A quarter, to get in, a dime for a coke, and a Quarter for the buttered Popcorn. That 60 cents brought 2 or 3 hours of Entertainment. We didn’t have a Television, so it was a real treat to watch the Big Screen. Shelver’s Drug store, for the Comic books, We always browsed the new releases, but they cost a quarter, so we bought the 5 cent comics and waited for Mr. Shelver or Annabel to tear the covers of the comics and reduced them to 5 cents. the Old Crystal Café for Malts and 10 cent Pancakes, bigger than the big plates themselves. We would collect Pop Bottles for money. 5 cents for the big bottles and 2 cents for the smaller bottles. We rarely had a dollar in our pockets, and had to mow a big yard! like the Sisters had around their Store and House. Footloose and fancy free. Those were the days.
Dunseith Photo’s
Reply from Dennis Dubois (’63): Minneapolis, MN
Gary, I was wondering if any one else thought the pictures of Main Street were taken several years apart. In the North facing picture I see what seems to be newer automobiles, also in the South facing picture I see Horsman Drugs on the side and a Cities Services (Iver Lo’s) on the left side, also I think I see an open lot where the Garden Tap would eventually be. Some of these stores would have been there or gone by 1957 and I see a 1957 Chev in the North facing picture and maybe a 59 or 60 Chev in front of the bank. This will give us something to talk about. Thanks to all. Everyone have a happy New Year.


San Haven Photo
Reply from Mona Dionne Johnson (48): Bottineau, ND
Re: San Haven Pic
Nurses – Vivian Poitra, Muriel McDermott, Mary Lou (Hills) Dowling, Bernice Vanorny.
Mona Johnson

San Haven Photo

Reply from Deb Crasco LaVallie: Dunseith, ND


The shorter lady in the front row with the nurses uniform on is Vivian
Poitra (Champagen). The lady with dark hair and glasses in the back
behind the lady in the brown dress/white shirt is Eva Morin.

San Haven Photo

Reply Brenda Hoffman (’68): Greenville, SC
Dear Gary,

My sister reminded me that the tall man behind John Gillis is Stanley? and that he faithfully checked the rain/moisture gauge outside the commissary/ad building daily.Stanley is also in the power house photo. I’m guessing that Ramona Johnson will be able to name the remaining people for us.

I didn’t know about the Cebu City flooding. I’m so glad your compound is on a hill – but those poor people living in shacks down below must have lost what little they had.

Brenda (class of 68)



Gary’s comments – San haven photo




With my labeling, I have made a lot of guesses for whom I thought the Identifies were meant for in this photo. This is part of the process to getting things all right in the end. Eventually we should have these folks identified. It is hard to distinguish rows, so identifying these folks from left to right may be the route to go.



Everett Olson – dietitian, Ruby Olson – his wife, Andy (I think) Sands husband of Arlene Sands -postmistress, Nels Holman, Red Pearson – X-ray technician, Grace Frovarp? – Nurse or Vivian Poitra?, Bennie Frovarp – Postmaster and Commissary, Murile McDermeott? or Vivian Poitra (Champagen)? – Nurce, Pete Link (I think) behind the nurses powerhouse, Mary Lou (Hills) Dowling – Nurse, Barbara Schlatt? – Occupational Therapy or Bernice Vanory?,Edna Mohagen (forgot where she worked) in black and white dress, Marge Lillico – (short lady with gray hair in a black suit) Business office, Maxine Magnuson (I think) behind Margie Lillico – Business office, Eva Morin, Arlene Sands in beige jumper with white top – Postmistress, Eva Trafford in white – Manager of Employee Dining Room, Unknown Woman, Stanley ?, John Gillis, Dan Kalk




Correction: Kenny Hill, not Kenny Hiatt
From Lyle Olson (’75):  West Fargo, NDGary, in my comments about Jack Flynn I mentioned that Jack hayed with Wally and Kenny Hiatt. It was actually Kenny Hill And Wally Hiatt.  My apologies to Kenny Hiatt, if there is a Kenny Hiatt.

Thanks for the correction Lyle,
I was racking my brain trying to figure out who Kenny Hiatt was. As a kid I thought I knew all the Hiatt’s down to my generation.


Reply from Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND


I figure that Larry and Henry Hackman must have made it back to Bismarck from their camping trip to Rugby. I say this because Larry is back on his computer. He told me that they found a really nice new camping spot there in Rugby for their campers. He said it was right there in front of the Shopko store. Nice and flat with lines painted for where you were supposed to park. He said they were a little stingy with the size of the spots though and there weren’t many trees. Just that one tall skinny one with a light bulb on top. He said the light was kind of handy though when you wanted to kick back in your lawn chair and have a beer after dark. Dicky Johnson should be getting home from his vacation on Sunday also. He’s been gone to that Norwegian thing down there in Minot all week. Da Hoste Fest or something like that they call it. I should be able to tell when he gets home, there’ll be that unmistakable odor of Lutefisk coming from the West. I hope you can understand this I have a heck of a time writing in Norwegian. Well y’all have a good day now y’ear. Later.


Posting From Allen Houle (’67):  Villages, FL.

From a skinny kid who attended an elementary boarding school called Notre Dame Academy, and attended middle and high school in Dunseith. Put myself thru college and had a great high school teaching/coaching career that lasted 36 years. I’m retired now and spending my winters in Florida at a place called the Villages. It’s a retirement community 50 miles north of Orlando. People here call it Paradise and it certainly is, but I like to think of it as Disneyland for grownups. It’s Disneyland every day. So many activities here that you can’t possible do them all. I’m playing a little softball, bowling and of course golfing. I feel very blessed. What a country!!!!!!

Allen Houle  Inducted into the Athletic Hall of Fame
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe on 11/27/2011
Houle Houle-1


Blog (360) posted on February 4, 2009

Posted on February 4, 2009

From Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,While reading the Class of ’65 Prophecy, I remembered several
little stories about some of the class. Some for print—others not.
Once my dad decided his music students should see a real ballet to widen
their scope of world events. One was coming to Bottineau so he had us
sign up and then we were required to come well dressed and to behave
accordingly for such an event. I don’t think ANY of us were real
enthused about the idea but he was the teacher so we did what he said.
We sat through the ballet and pretended, at least, to be interested.
The part I remember the most was when we all were back on the bus and
Dad got on, he asked us what we were most impressed about from the
ballet? Bill Grimme, with his usual mature charisma, said, “Those guys
really fill their tights.” We couldn’t hold it and the whole bus
cracked up. Dad just shook his head and smiled and looked at the
floor. HEY, he asked the question!Another memory of ’65 students. When I read about John Awalt’s ’55
Chevy, I remembered one time when he and Kenny Nerpel came up to the
farm in that red and white ’55 Chevy hard top and asked if they could go
hunting ducks up in one of our sloughs about a mile to the northwest.
They headed up there but in about a half hour they were back—on foot.
John had driven a little too close to a narrow washout and dropped the
old Chevy in with both drivers side wheels and was hung up. We had to
go up and pull them out. I don’t think they got any duck hunting in but
sure got their exercise walking. Thanks Gary!


Inducted into the Athletic Hall of Fame
Allen Houle (’67):
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the day
Posted by Karen Loeb Mhyre (’65): Bellevue, WA

I would like to share with you an experience that I recently had regarding drinking and driving.


As you know, most of us have had brushes with the law on our way home after consuming alcoholic beverages. Well I, for one, have done something about it.


Last night I was out for dinner and a few drinks with some friends. Having had a few too many drinks and knowing full well I was struggling, I did something I’ve never done before – I took a bus home. I arrived home safely and without


incident, which was a real surprise, as I had never driven a bus before.



1965 class Prophecy written in 1965.
46 years later, this so interesting to read



(Retyped from original supplied by Carol Jasper-Ross)




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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




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


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




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




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




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




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




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




This concludes the prophesy of the Class of 1965.

Dunseith High School class of 1938
According to my records there are 10 living from the class of 1938. Please review their class matrix below and get back to me with any changes.
Dunseith High School Class of 1938
Dunseith High School class of 1938

Last First Address City / State / ZIP Phone Email
1 Bedard Serumgard Antoinette 3389 SQUIRE OAK DR LEXINGTON, KY 40515 Sister Georgette (248)960-7565 Antoinette is suffering from advance stages of Alzheimer’s
2 Boguslawski Rose 141 Bryant St Ketchikan, AK 99901 (907) 225-3268 No Email Address
3 Boucher Delbert Born July 26, 1917-Died November 29, 2002 Deceased
4 Boucher Ovide Born June 12, 1918-Died January 18, 1999 Deceased
5 Bowers Carlson Mildred Born June 21, 1920-Died January 6, 1995 Deceased
6 Christianson Struck Florence 823 Railroad Ave Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-2759 Note: Florence attended country school with some of these folks.
7 Dailly Johnson Beatrice 823 Railroad Ave, Apt 11 Bottineau, ND 58318 (701) 228-2449 No Email Address
8 Dale Charlotte        
9 Evans Myron Born April 9, 1920-Died March 30, 1968 Deceased
10 Fassett Adrew 29375 New Rd North Liberty, IN 46554 (574) 656-8770 bjf21324@hotmail.com
11 Hagen Arends Choral Died in 1972 in Oregon Deceased
12 Hagen Larson Clara Born January 4, 1920-Died August 26, 2009 Deceased
13 Hagen Orvin 261 Maple St Kindred, ND 58051 (701) 428-3125 Note: Orvin attended country school with some of these folks.
14 Hiatt Pratt Sovia Born October 26, 1919-Died August 1986 Deceased
15 Kester Charles Born April 18, 1919-Died March 3, 1999 Deceased
16 Landsverk Filas Borghild Born March 21, 1921-Died April 14, 2011 Deceased
17 Landsverk Rolf Born May 25, 1919-Died January 27, 2003 Deceased
1 Lucht Nellie        
819 Martin Alvin Born January 25, 1921-Died February 1973 Deceased
20 Millang Salmonson Agnes Born January 7, 1921-Died April 27, 2007 Deceased
21 Nelson Molstad Arlene 1371 Parkside Dr. #146 San Bernardino, CA 92404 (909) 884-4062 No Email Address
22 Nerpel Bishop Eleanor 6111 W Arrowhead Ave Kennewick, WA 99336- (509) 783-9921 abmyers2@verizon.net (Daughter Ann’s email)
23 Peltier Vincent Plano, TX      
24 Petty Caprice        
25 Radley Hiatt Maxine Born June 1, 1920-Died May 26, 2011 Deceased
26 Rohrer George PO Box 431 Sitka, AK 99835 (907) 747-8204 No Email Address
27 Ryan Anthony Born June 5, 1918-Died October 25, 2006 Deceased
28 Ryan Dary Born July 1, 1916-Died June 6, 1997 Thelma – Kingston, WA(360) 297-2823
28 Salmonson Henry RR 1Box 134 Dunseith, ND 58329 (701) 263-4338 No Email Address
30 Satrang Wenstad Lela Born March 24, 1920-Died December 29, 1981 Deceased
31 Schirmer Darwin   Oak Harbor, WA.? (360) 675-0471 Disconnected (360) 378-2093 Disconnected
32 Seim Metcalfe Lindberg Bernice Born September 30, 1919-Died November 10, 1993 Deceased
33 Smith Ishem Born May 4, 1919-Died July 29, 2001 Deceased
34 Stadheim Russell Born January 17, 1922-Died June 1979 Deceased
35 Stickland Beaudry Delma Born October 23, 1919-Died January 1994 Deceased
36 Tennancour Evans Berube Alice Born August 29, 1919-Died February 25, 2008 Deceased
37 Tennancour Nermyr Violette Born December 28, 1918-Died July 2, 1978 Deceased
38 Wicks Henry Born June 15, 1920-Died June 6, 1986 Deceased

Joke of the day

Barbara Walters, of 20/20, did a story on gender roles in Kabul ,
Afghanistan, several years before the Afghan conflict.

She noted that women customarily walked five paces behind their husbands.

She recently returned to Kabuland observed that women still walk behind
their husbands. Despite the overthrow of the oppressive Taliban regime, the women now seem happy to maintain the old custom

Ms Walters approached one of the Afghani women and asked, ‘Why do you now
seem happy with an old custom that you once tried so desperately to change?’

The woman looked MsWalters straight in the eyes, and without hesitation
said, “Land mines.”

Moral of the story is (no matter what language you speak or where you go):




Reply from Cheryl Larson Dakin (71): BEDFORD, TX

A very Happy Thanksgiving to all! Your potluck dinner sounds great. Bernadette will be a busy lady frying all that chicken! We’ll have a housefull tomorrow beginning with brunch and then the big turkey dinner in the afternoon. George and I get to keep the 2 middle grandchildren overnight as Cory and Lauren are heading for the historic last football game between the Texas A&M University Aggies and the Texas Longhorns. Gig ’em Aggies!

Cheryl Larson Dakin

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving. The potluck dinner was delicious with all of the different dishes that folks brought. Following dinner, our hosts set up their Karaoke for everyone’s singing enjoyment. These Filipina folks love to sing. Most of us Expats are good listeners. Gary
Pastor Richard Grudt – Metighoshe Lutheran churches minister in the late 50’s and early 60’s:
I recently connected with Pastor Grudt. He was our pastor in the most impressionable years of my life. I had a lot of respect for Pastor Grudt. I took confirmation classes from him, at Nordland church, for two years, before being confirmed into the Lutheran faith. I will never forget one time in Salem, when he was giving the closing benediction and I didn’t have my head bowed. He was giving me the signal.
Pastor Grudt’s message
I’m glad that you looked me up — especially when I read the good things you write about me. Loretta and I have lived in Pasco, WA for the last 4+ years having exchanged the grey wetness of Seattle for the sunshine of the Tri-cities. Our second son, Tim, (50)lived here until 6 weeks ago whenhe accepted software engeneering position at Microm in Boise. We miss him but encouraged him to take that position which offers more opportunities. Other kids: Kris (52) and Barb live in NJ where he is an attourney, very active in crew (rowing), Dan (48) and Lois, Rachael, and Andrew live in Seattle where he is in management at Boeing. Kirsten ((44) Molskness with her husband Daryl, Children Jakob and Hannah live in St. Louis where he works at Monsanto headquarters. Things go very well for us as Loretta and I walk or run 2-4 miles a day and volunteer at church and an elementary school. Next week we take off for Mesa, AZ for four months, staying at Silveridge resort. In February eight of the family will head down to the bottom of the Grand Canyon — and hopfully will make it back out again.

I will try to attach a couple of pictures. One of Loretta and I enjoying a capacino and a second of the family after spending eight days snowbound in a NJ home . Keep in touch.


No Blog yesterday
For the record I was unable to get a blog out yesterday.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Bernadette and I are invited to an expat (group of foreigners) potluck Thanksgiving dinner this evening. Since I am the one with the email list, I disseminate the info to everyone and they most often reply to me. We are expecting about 60 folks, so it will be a big party. After putting the message out about the Potluck, I quickly realized that a lot of folks from other countries do not know what a potluck is. Bernadette is frying up about 70 pieces of chicken and preparing about 25lbs of mashed potatoes with gravy. The host is providing Turkey and Ham. I think a lot of the guests will be bringing deserts and Salads, so we should have a good Thanksgiving dinner.
Steven Evans
Folks, Steven is the young man that got killed in a head on car accident, with his brother in the other car, on the road that runs adjacent to the south side of the peace garden. His family is the one that purchased the Zeiler farm. Gary


From the Archives

Will J Hiatt 12/11/1891 – 11/30/1973

Margaret (Margie) Hiatt 11/13/1903 – 9/25/1993

Rene and John Bedard on John’s 85th birthday
Joke of the day

The wise old Mother Superior from County Tipperary was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she refused it.


One nun took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened it and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.


Back at Mother Superior’s bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop.


“Mother,” the nuns asked her earnestly, “Please give us some wisdom before you die.” She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face and said, “Don’t sell that cow!”


Happy Birthday Lindy (Arlinda) Fauske Van Eynde (DHS 69)
Bette Nerpel
Reply from Audrey Hanson Aitchison: Bottineau, ND.
Bette Nerpel and I both went to the Seventh day Adventist church and had many nice times together. She called me a lot since she moved to town and especially the last year to come and help her. I set up her pills and did some things for her. She would call and ask me to come and have a dish of ice cream with her. We had many good talks. Friday night her family called and asked when I’d seen her last which was Tuesday and wanted me to go check on her about 8:00. I prayed and asked the Lord to be with me when I went over there. Her door was locked but I knew where her key was. It was dark in her house but I turned on a light and there she lay by the couch. What a horrible feeling to come and find someone when you know they have passed away. I called 911 and they sent the ambulance over. I heard on the scanner that the coroner would be enroute. She will be greatly missed. She was one of my best friends. Prayers to her family and friends.
Bette Nerpel Condolences and Memories
From Ginger LaRocque Poitra (’65): Belcourt, ND
>Our condolences go to Betty Nerpal family. Betty was a vibrant lady who
loved people, she visited my father (Joseph LaRocque) a lot and spoke to
him about his favorite subjects. She was just an all around great lady.
Sorry to have lost such a beautiful lady. We need more like her in this
world. She loved everyone no matter what. I can’t say enough good things
about Betty.

Ginger (LaRocque) Poitra

A Wes Schneider Tale
Posted by Vicki Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND

Gary and friends,



Through the Glass” 


Last night I took the dogs out. Buie heard Wes chopping wood, he wanted to venture across the street. I knew it was Lawrence Welk night at the Schneiders so mum was the word.


Today after school, we walked to the “shell” of the Bowling alley café, on to the walking path and got cold .On our way home, up the street the boys were fixin to veer to the right.I uttered two words. _Wes? _Ovidia?They high tailed over the curb. I found my footing and scampered to the back door of the Schneider ‘s.

We were met by the door opening, and sweet Ovidia saying, “We were watching out the window for you.”Thor stayed by Ovidia as Buie dashed to find Wes.


Thor and me and the dog named Bue were treated well.The boys get those pup-r-oni treats only from Wes.And, I get dainties from Ovidia as we sip beverages, discuss autumns cold snap, the looming darkness out the west window, count the days before Christmas and Wes’ 91 birthday on 27 of December.

The phone rings, Ovidia visits her daughter, and Wes treatsmeto atale.He tells me of things his father taught him.Of, in the spring of the year, mending leather harnesses for the farm ___“horsepower” and how his father would guide his hand in making a rope and lassos. And, teaching him various skills to use on a farm.


I ask him, “Did your father have a rope making machine? I recall my childhood when my dad and Art using twine turned a hand machine to make rope. We discuss how to make rope, worth through the ends and how his father taught him how to weave in leather.


How about learning from other children?___ Wes tells me about making his first sling shot on a cold snowy day, much like today.Another Dunseith School classmate brought materials, and showed Wes how to make this new toy using a Ystick, and something new other than leather.Wes took this new toy home.


He and his younger brother Warren crawled into their favorite coldweather hiding place.The big wood box behind the warmkitchen range was the brothers favouritecozy place. It was there, Wes commenced to show Warren how this slingshot worked.


First he peeked around the base of the stove and sighted in on the wall beneath a the BIG kitchen window. He asked Warren to go out side to find little stone. Warren went outside, dug around under the snow and brought in a rock.


The boys crawled back into their warm hidey hole____Wes took the stone, placed it in the band and drew it back.

Whizzzzzzz_____shatTTERED—–GLASS.It went a little too__high.


Hearing then seeing the window, into his father’s hand, Wes’ sling shot promptly found a new place in the kitchen stove.His father drove his horses in to Dunseith and purchased a big piece of glass.


The lesson learned.Wes always kept his slingshot outside. And his targets were gophers not glass.


Giving thanks for sweet memories.


Vickie, November 21,2011

Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND
A guy stuck his head into a barbershop and asked, ‘How long before I can get a haircut ?

The barber looked around the shop full of customers and said, ‘About 2 hours.’

The guy left.

A few days later, the same guy stuck his head in the door and asked, ‘How long before I can get a haircut?’

The barber looked around at the shop and said, ‘About 3 hours.’

The guy left.

A week later, the same guy stuck his head in the shop and asked, ‘How long before I can get a haircut?

The barber looked around the shop and said, ‘About an hour and a half .

The guy left.

The barber turned to his friend and said, ‘Hey, Bob, do me a favor , follow him and see where he goes. He keeps asking how long he has to wait for a haircut, but he never comes back.’

A little while later, Bob returned to the shop, laughing hysterically.

The barber asked, ‘So, where does he go when he leaves?’

Bob looked up, wiped the tears from his eyes and said,

‘Your house!’


Betty Eurich Nerpel was a sister to Dave Eurich Jr.
Condolences to the Betty Eurich Nerpel family
From LeaRae Espe Parrill (67): Bottineau, ND

We received word today that Betty Eurich Nerpel passed away yesterday(Friday). Our sympathy to her family and friends. We do not know any details of funeral arrangements yet.


Over the last few years she has lived in Bottineau and she has played many, many games of whist with my mother and her sisters, Marie Parrill and Eugenie Walker and Arla Hall. They will miss her so much.


LeaRae and Terry Espe

LeaRae, your message came in about one minute after I sent yesterday’s message.
I too express great sympathy to Betty’s family. She has been a pillar to the community for many years. She will be missed.
ND Weather
Message from Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

We have had a few quite cold days here in the old Turtle
Mountains. It’s been rather miserable to work outside but it is ND and
we all know what’s coming. Today we had a strong south wind and it made
me think of a comment I heard long ago from someone. It’s another old
time philosophy I thought folks might get as kick out of. He said,
“Man, that south wind is cold— no matter which direction it comes
from.” Most places are protected from the prevailing north winds but are
exposed when it blows from the south and today it was raw. Thanks Gary!


Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND

A game warden was driving down the road when he came upon a young boy carrying a wild turkey under his arm.

He stopped and asked the boy, ‘Where did you get that turkey?’

The boy replied, ‘What turkey?’

The game warden said, ‘That turkey you’re carrying under your arm.’

The boy looks down and said, ‘Well, lookee here, a turkey done roosted under my arm!’

The game warden said, ‘Now look, you know turkey season is closed, so whatever you do to that turkey, I’m going to do to you.

If you break his leg, I’m gonna break your leg If you break his wing, I’ll break your arm. Whatever you do to him, I’ll do to you. So, what are you gonna do with him?’

The little boy said, ‘I guess I’ll just kiss his behind and let him go!’

May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey plump,
May your potatoes and gravy
Have never a lump.
May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize,
And may your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off your thighs!

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!






Betty Nerpel
(Died November 18, 2011)

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Betty Nerpel, age 84 of Bottineau died Friday at her home. (Nero Funeral Home – Bottineau)


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Norman BIRKLAND Age 86. Born 10/01/1925 in Bottineau, N.D. and passed away 10/28/2011in Seattle, WA with this wife of59 years, Ena, at his side. He willbe greatly missed by his wife; 5 children; 8 grandchildren; 4 great- grandchildren; 1 brother, 1 sister and numerous nephews, nieces and friends.

Published in The Seattle Times on November 12, 2011
Joke of the day
Posted by Erling Landsverk (’44): King, Wisconsin

Hi Gary and Everyone:


I ran across a joke that Borgs son Frank had sent me some time ago. I thought I would share it with you all. Its about Norwegens, but we are good at laughing at ourselves.


Erling Landsverk

Three Norwegians went down to Mexico to celebrate college graduation, got

drunk, and woke up in jail, only to find that they were to be executed in

he morning, though none of them can remember what they did the night before.

The first one, Sven, is strapped in the electric chair, and is asked if he

has any last words. He says, “I yust graduated from Waldorf College and

believe in the almighty power of God to intervene on the behalf of the innocent.”

They throw the switch and nothing happens. They all immediately fall to

the floor on their knees; beg for Sven’s forgiveness, and release him.

The second, Lars, is strapped in and gives his last words, “I yust

graduated from the Concordia College in Moorhead and I believe in the

power of justice to intervene on the part of the innocent.”

They throw the switch and, again, nothing happens. Again, they all

immediately fall to their knees; beg for his forgiveness, and release him.

The last one, Ole, is strapped in and says, “Veil, I’m from Iowa State and

just graduated with a degree in Electrical Engineering, and I’ll tell ya

right now, ya ain’t gonna electrocute nobody if you don’t plug this thing in!”

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND


Condolences to the Ethan Pottenger Family
From Aggie Casavant (’69): Fort Mill, SC

Although I did not know Ethan, I knew his Mom Jarilyn,his Grandmom, Arla,and his Aunt Jacquiline, I worked with all three in the kitchen at the Dunseith Nursing Home for a couple years. There is no words that can convey the heart break I feel for your family. It’s just all too sad…I’m so sorry…Peace, Love and Prayers to each and everyone of you, now…. and thru the difficult days ahead. Aggie Casavant





Recent Fatal area accidents

Message from Vickie Metcalfe ‘(70): Bottineau, ND

In the Bottineau/Dunseith area, many friends and loved ones are reeling with grieving after two separate, serious accidents within a short period of time.

We cannot even begin to imagine the pain of loss with in the families affected.

Sincerely, Vickie Metcalfe

from today’s Williston Herald


Folks, The Evans (No relation to the Dunseith Evans family) boys are Brothers. They are living on the Zeiler farm. Gary


Williston Herald




Head-on crash in Rolette County kills 1, injures 1




DUNSEITH, N.D. (AP) — The North Dakota Highway Patrol has released the victims’ names in a head-on collision on a Rolette County road that killed one driver and injured another.


The Highway Patrol says 20-year-old Steven Evans was heading east on a gravel road south of the International Peace Garden following a pickup truck.


Troopers say a car driven west by 18-year-old Christopher Evans of Dunseith entered snow fog kicked up by the pickup, and the two cars collided on a hillcrest.


The wreck killed Steven Evans. Christopher Evans was injured.

Attention Annie Atherton family members
Message from Susan Fassett Martin (’65): Spearfish SD
I have a treasure that I would like to give to any family member of Annie Atherton that might like it. I have a bag with two crocheted scarf ends that were in my mother’s things. The note says, “crocheted scarf ends given to Ed and Alpha (Gunderson) for a wedding gift. Made by Mrs Evenstad, Annie Atherton’s mother.” Alpha gave them to my mother, Irene Fassett in 1983 when she was in AZ. Ed and Alpha were married in 1929. If there is anyone on this distribution list that is a descendant and would like them let me know. Susan
Reply to the cattle drive picture posted yesterday
From Vickie Metcalfe ‘(70): Bottineau, ND
Gary, Dick and Lloyd,

Wow! What a photo!
Thank you three ___for sharing the photo of the 1927 cattle drive.

I noticed the name Buchanan on the bottom. I recalled my dad holding him fondly in high regard in his memories.
When my father, a young teen moved into Dunseith with his widowed mother in the mid 1930’s,
it was folks like Mr. Buchanan & KC Sine among others who gave Dad at age, 13 odd jobs around town.

As I was reading the blog this morning just after 6:00 a.m. the radio was on and Dircks Bently was singing the song “Home”.
Here’s to those of us who were “country when country wasn’t cool.”
We still continue to be country, as we listen to “Home”, and feel proud.

Deborah Lavalee, for allowing Mark to share with us your tribute to Veterans. Thank YOU.
Deborah is was so neat to listen to “Home” while reading your wonderful tribute about folks_Veterans,
who have called this area “home”, and find more knowledge about
everyday people among us who are true HEROES and role models for all of us. Vickie


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


At the North Dakota National Guard Retirement Weekend, Retired Army & Air National Guard people meet for a reunion.

These prior service members get together at Camp Grafton, once a year to hear what the National Guard is doing

in North Dakota, the Nation and the World since they met a year ago. There is also time set aside for good meals,

fellowship, dancing and visiting with old friends. Pictured on the shore of beautiful (flooding) Devils Lake which is on

the South side of Camp Grafton are left to right CW4 Ret. Larry Liere, Karen Liere, COL Ret. Virgil Rude, and

Geraldeen Rude. We and the Rudes had a great time talking about the old days in the Guard, Dunseith, and Bottineau.

It was sad that General C. Emerson Murray, Dunseith class of 1942, was not with us this year. General Murray was the

person that started this Retirement Weekend.

Thank you very much Larry for this nice picture. As you know, I know the Rude families pretty well. Virgil’s parents were Alfred and Viola Bjornseth Rude. They lived on Highway 43 several miles east of Lake Metigoshe. Virgil now has the home place. Alfred Rude’s twin brother was Albert. He was married to Gladys Bjornseth. Alfred and Albert married sisters. In my growing up days the Rude’s, the Albert Larson family and The Stokes family were among the core members of Salem Lutheran church. Virgil’s uncle is Ralph (Luella Boardman ’49) Bjornseth. Virgil is a retired educator/administrator from the Minot school system too. Gary



No Blog message posted yesterday
For the record, I was unable to post a blog message yesterday. Gary
Jerrine Richard Larson Graduated from DHS in 1949
We are so saddened to hear of Jerrine’s passing. I was shocked beyond belief when I received her obituary this morning. Our condolences are with you and your family with her passing. She will be missed.


Ivy Eller Robert (’74)

Reply from Rita Parisien Anderson (73): New Rockford, ND


Thanks for letting us know about Ivy Eller Roberts. Ivy is such a great person my thoughts and prayers go out her.

Rita Parisien Anderson (73)

New Rockford North Dakota

Ivy Eller Robert (’74)

Reply Kathy Casavant Ellingson (’74): Bismarck, ND
Ivy, So sad to hear about your illness, I’ve known people that have had that type of cancer & survived with flying colors, These days the medical industry has more knowlwege of this diseise.Our prayers are with you girl. From a former classmate. Kathy

Fatal traffic accident
Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (70): dogdays@utma.com Bottineau, ND

BOTTINEAU (AP) – The North Dakota Highway Patrol has identified two men who died in a rollover crash in Bottineau County in northern North Dakota.

Authorities say 28-year-old Everett Davis of Souris lost control of his pickup truck on a gravel road northeast of the city of Bottineau and it rolled several times, hitting a tree in the process. He was killed, along with 21-year-old passenger Ethan Pottenger of Bottineau.

A third passenger was injured in the crash that happened about 2:30 a.m. Tuesday.

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A Fall Adventure with Wes and Ovidia Schneider

Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND


Wes and Ovidia Schneider and I ventured on a November drive on Saturday last. I drove slowly enjoying the company of my friends.


The morning began as an overcast dreary cloudy fall day. But we were of good cheer traveling about 12 miles East on Highway #5, we turned North on the Willow Lake Road and drove to the site of the 2nd Peter Schneider (the Elder) Farm.


Wes recalls moving to that site when he was a young lad, after his father moved a house from SE of Dunseith with a tractor in a matter of days.


Wes showed us the farm site, where the former Deer Hear Lodge was once located .


Traveling back South and East on the well used, dusty washboard of Old Highway #5 Wes pointed out the long ago farm sites of Dave (2)& Winnifred Eurich, Hank & Melvina Schneider , Peter (2) & Sophie.Schneider , and Logan Buchanan. That was so COOL! I had heard of Mr. Buchanan from my Dad who really liked Mr. Buchanan and his birth name Logan!


Over burgers at DALES we furthered plans to continue our Saturday adventure. But first, we made a detour to the Stone Church. It looked so ready for fall with the wreaths and colourful decor.


Leaving Dunseith behind and traveling back on__ New #5__ to Willow Lake Rd we looked for the 1st P. Schneider (the Elder) farm site on old highway #5. We went North, then stopped when we found that 1st farm site. This was the site which the Schneider family settled on on their arrival from Kansas about 100 years ago.


The farm site where Wes was born almost 91 years ago! Over these many years, of course there have been many changes. Changes from the Boguslowskis being neighbors just South across the road. Ahh, the many Boguslowskis who rode Mr. Schneider’s horse drawn school bus , to owned by Charlotte and Adam Lang, to current owners. To new growth of orchards and fields and fences.

Continuing our journey West on Old Highway #5 ,we got to the Bottineau county line road. Wes pointed out the mile long fence line where he fetched fence posts for his big brothers, hmm, was it Sal or Benny or Hank or Pete? With Wes as the navigator we turned the nose of the car North.



Up and down many steep hills slowly, until Wes pointed out a well used road East.


Driving slowly and enjoying the fall scenery of ponds, stark bare trees, many muskrat houses, which looked tall and pointy covered with cattails.


We saw a gaggle of geese, an ? Emu, and many goats in one yard. Then, Rendahl Church cemetery.


We drove until we got back to the Willow Lake road. And driving South, back to the Schneider Hill where we viewed Lords Lake in the distance sitting in the midst of the vast prairie.


We had come full circle. It was a good adventure amongst the company of fond friends.

Vickie Metcalfe

November 16, 2011


Jerome/Jerry Boucher Pictures
Message from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND


Hi Gary,


Would you include a note in your newsletter asking if anyone is interested in seeing/having a couple of photographs that include Jerome/Jerry Boucher from when he was in the service in 1961, please? If so, they can contact me, and I’ll send the pictures to them via email–or/and the original pictures. :)






Happy Birthday Jackie (Dale ’63) Pritchard
Note to Ivy Eller Robert (’74)
From Paula Fasssett (’71): paula.fassett-pfuhl@dhs.gov North Branch, MN

Thank-you to Sharon Longie for letting us know about Ivy Eller Robert’s diagnosis. A dear friend of mine was diagnosed with a type of lymphoma almost 5 years ago. She went through the chemo, etc., and is still, to this day, cancer free. It’s a tough battle, Ivy, keep your chin up, stay strong and trust in God to get you through the tougher days. You’ll definitely be on my prayer list!!!

Paula Fassett

Message from Trish Larson Wild (73): Fort Collins, CO.
Hi Friends!

I just finished attending the most inspired, life changing, amazing conference of my life; the BraveHeart Women “Rise” Conference in LA. Here’s a video by the CEO, Ellie Drake Click here. She is amazing. I want to share this info with you, and hope you’ll share it with other women that want to change the world. BraveHeart Women everywhere are RISING into their power. Join us.
Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (66): Bismarck, ND
Never Argue with a Woman.

One morning, the husband returns the boat to their lakeside cottage after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.
Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.
She motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet up, and begins to read her book..
The peace and solitude are magnificent.
Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his boat.
He pulls up alongside the woman and says, ‘Good morning, Ma’am. What are you doing?’ ‘Reading a book,’ she replies, (thinking, ‘Isn’t that obvious?’)
‘You’re in a Restricted Fishing Area,’ he informs her. ‘I’m sorry, officer, but I’m not fishing. I’m reading.’
‘Yes, but I see you have all the equipment.. For all I know you could start at any moment. I’ll have to take you in and write you up.’
‘If you do that, I’ll have to charge you with sexual assault,’ says the woman.
‘But I haven’t even touched you,’ says the Game Warden.
‘That’s true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.’
‘Have a nice day ma’am,’ and he left.
MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It’s likely she can also think.
Send this to four women who are thinkers or men who can take it .
If you receive this, you know you’re intelligent



Ivy Eller Robert (’74) has phase 2 Hodgkin’s Lymphoma Cancer. Everett, WA



I just wanted to let you know that Ivy Robert has Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, phase 2. She starts treatment on Monday Nov. 14th. She just asked me to send this to you and put it on the blog and has asked we all pray for her.


Sharon Longie Dana (73).

Ivy, This is not easy and the treatments are not comfortable, but hang in there. You can beat this. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. We will not forget you. Please keep up posted. Gary

Happy Birthday Judy Allery Azure (DHS ’65)
Happy Birthday Chad Zeiler (DHS ’90)
Happy Birthday Don Aird (Carroll Carlson’s Nephew)
International ‘Tug ‘O War’ picture – compliments of Lloyd Awalt (’44): Bottineau, ND
Posted by Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

We have a nice picture of early local history, compliments of
Lloyd Awalt. He found this very interesting picture of the winners of
the international ‘Tug ‘o War’ at the dedication of the Peace Garden in
1932. The back of the picture lists the names of the team and states
that they won the ordeal. This type of picture is priceless to buffs of
local history and we certainly need to thank Lloyd for finding it and
getting it posted for us to enjoy. Thanks Lloyd and Gary!


Joke of the day
Posted by Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

There is an old joke I have told for years and it still fits the
mold. A rancher from the Turtle Mountains went to the national
cattleman’s convention in Kansas City. He had never been to one so had
no idea what goes on. He registered and asked what was happening? They
told him there was social going on over in the big convention center
right then so he headed over. As he entered, he noticed groups of men
standing around and visiting and enjoying a drink so he got a beer and
walked over to one of the groups. A big Texan was telling how he could
get in his pickup and drive all day and never get off his own ranch.
The guy from the Turtle Mountains agreed and said, “I had a pickup just
like that one time.”




Happy Birthday Aggie Casavant (DHS ’69):
Happy Birthday Lynn Halvorson Otto (DHS ’75)
Happy Birthday Jennifer Bergan (Fargo HS ’96)
Jessie Page family question
From Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND.
Gary and Friends,

The winter quarter of ’68-’69 I rented a room for $25. a month
from Jessie Page. She lived on Brander Street about two blocks south of
the School of Forestry. She was retired from being the County
Superintendent of Schools, if my memory serves me. She lived alone
except for two of us guys who rented rooms. She told me she had a son
named Murray. Does anyone know how she fits into the Page family?
Thanks Gary!


Bottineau ’68 class picture
Reply from Allen Richard (’65): Midland, MI

I loved seeing the class of ’68 pictures from Bottineau! Typical, somebody misspelled Diane Richard(s) —- converting the name from French to English — Happens every day! GRRR!


Ann is now Married to Senator David O’Connell. David is the best friend I have — or had– in my time in North Dakota politics. David was best my best man when I married Susan on Dec. 31, 1991 in Minneapolis. David and Anadine, his late wife, drove my older kids, Kelani, Marya and Nathan to the wedding and back.


He and his late wife Anadine were God Parents for my daughter Alaina, who some of you met at the reunion.


David and Ann (Carbonneau) O’Connell are the perfect couple! Two of my all time favorite people.


Ann was my date for the ’65 prom. We were returning from a date when she said– “Hey Grampa got his new car.” I bought the little ’65 F-85 from Ann’s Dad Emery in 1980 — for $225. Kelani, Marya, Nathan and I put 100,000 miles on it. It still runs. Best car investment I ever made!!


I farmed 320 acres for Ann’s dad, Emery for 10 years.


Small world! My VERY best wishes to everyone!!


Allen Richard
Reply from Sue (Gary) Metcalfe: Forsyth, MO
To Aggie…..OH THANK YOU, THANK YOU for reinforcing the fact that I am not the only one to lose long letters that I take the time to write. Anyone remember the old, WEB TV system that came out years ago…..well, it was so simple and I miss it tons!! They stopped making it because we needed something FASTER with more capacity I guess. Anyway, you and Neola have encouraged me! Sue Metcalfe
Memories from my son (Larry Hackman JR.)
Posted by Larry Hackman (66): Bismarck, ND

I got nice notes from my family yesterday thanking me for my service to our country.

I want to pass on that thank you to everyone. “THANK YOU


My son wrote about memories of our hunting together days

when he was just knee high to a grasshopper

and a thank you note for my service.

It brought a tear to my eye.

He was always a good boy.

Just a reminder to everyone to send a note once- in- awhile to them you love.

The computer makes it easy.

They will appreciate it.

His e-mail is attached for your enjoyment.


Mom & Dad
Hey guys!!! How’s it going? I just wanted to thank you for giving me such wonderful hunting memories, Today I took my kids out hunting out to the old hunting grounds. The famous white rock!!! I think around every corner today I would get a little smirk on my face as some kind of memory would float through my mind. I would share some with the kids & some I kept to myself. I figured I could leave some for another day. I remember that every hunting day was like wakeing up to Christmas morning. The eggs & bacon cooking, mom at the stove & shaking in my pants waiting for my dad to finish his last cup of coffee so we could start our hunt. Every walk felt like we were going to chase out Buford (big buck). Boy I thought some times my heart was going to pound out of my chest in excitement of what was going to jump out. I tell you what, all of those tough walks, walking through that deep snow was sure worth it. I showed my kids today where Duane & Kelly ran into each other, Where I shot my first deer, The hill where the deer almost ran into me, & many more. But best of all we started out the morning taking my dads favorite drive. It was always exciting!!!!! & best yet the Hogwallows. They were posted so I had to point to them out, from afar.
I parked the truck on a hill overlooking the land for lunch. Just like my dad use to. We enjoyed our sandwiches I imagined they were moms summer sausage sandwichs, these were peanut butter and jelly. Not quite as good!!!
We weren’t succesful today, but I think I was successful on showing my kids a good time & passing on family memories.
Dad thanks for letting me get to tell the stories, when we got home. I made sure I did the same with my kids, when we got home.
Most of all thanks for being a part of giving us the opporutunity to do what we did today. “freedom”
Thanks for serving dad!!!! Your the best!!!
Larry JR.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Gary,


Look at the great picture I found! Jerome/Jerry Boucher has been mentioned in your newsletters. I think, at that time, I told you I have a picture of Jerry/Jim somewhere. As you can see, I found it–quite by accident. I wish it was a little more clear, but if you know Jerry or Jim, you can recognize them.


This is a nice Picture of the guys with your brother Jim. Where does Jerry Boucher fit into the Boucher family? Is Gerald Boehm a local guy too?
Thanks for sharing,

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


Sherri Slyter Millang – Owner/manager of Sher’s Cafe, Lake Metigoshe

Hi Gary,


I just visited with Sher and told her I plan to be a vendor at her craft sale on December 3. It appears she’ll have several interesting/different vendors. It should be fun. Hopefully, many people will check it out.


As you can see, I “doctored up” Sher’s flyer–added “Neola’s Caramels” to it. I would have added other vendors’ products, but I don’t know how to describe them in a couple of words.



Joke of the day

Posted by Larry Hackman (66): Bismarck, ND


A lawyer and a senior citizen are sitting next to each other on a long flight.






The lawyer is thinking that seniors are so dumb that he could get one over on them easily.




So, the lawyer asks if the senior would like to play a fun game.




The senior is tired and just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines and tries to catch a few winks.




The lawyer persists, saying that the game is a lot of fun….”I ask you a question, and if you don’t know the answer, you pay me only $5.00. Then you ask me one, and if I don’t know the answer, I will pay you $500.00,” he says.




This catches the senior’s attention and, to keep the lawyer quiet, he agrees to play the game.




The lawyer asks the first question. “What’s the distance from the Earth to the Moon?”




The senior doesn’t say a word, but reaches into his pocket, pulls out a five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.




Now, it’s the senior’s turn. He asks the lawyer, “What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?”




The lawyer uses his laptop to search all references he can find on the Net.




He sends E-mails to all the smart friends he knows; all to no avail. After an hour of searching, he finally gives up.




He wakes the senior and hands him $500.00. The senior pockets the $500.00 and goes right back to sleep.




The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes the senior up and asks, “Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four?”




The senior reaches into his pocket, hands the lawyer $5.00, and goes back to sleep.



Reply from Aggie Casavant (69): Fort Mill, SC

Bottineau High School Class of 68
Folks, Neola sent this too me. I have cropped out the pictures of those of you that are on this distribution or have siblings that are on this distribution or are former Dunseith folks.
Note: I can send the complete BHS class of ’68 composite file to those of you that would like a copy. The file size is just too large to be included with this group distribution.
Bonnie Berg Espe is married to Monte Espe (’68), Linda Gardner is from the Rendahl area, Ann Carboneau O’Connell’s mother is Carol Watkins Carboneau (’46), Spencer Larson is Doreen Larson Moran’s (‘BHS 61) brother and also the son of Ledalph Larson, Loren Johnson was a Dunseith guy, Debby Lee Stokes is married to Darrel Stokes (’70), Janet Parrill is a former Dunseith Gal, Diane Schneider Sedlack’s father is Wesley Schneider, Diane Richard is part of the Dunseith Richard Family, Mike Brudwick is Neola Kofoid Garbe’s cousin from the Rendahl area and Wayne Barbot has been the owner of Wayne’s Food Pride grocery store in Dunseith for many years.


Memories – Bob Page – Race car accident that killed Kenneth Tweten
Posting from Lois Tweten: Helena MT

Gary & Dick J

I’ve been out of town in Wyoming and just now come across this note.

Why this is interesting to me :

My Dad, Kenneth Tweten, age 33, was working at the “shop” where Bob Page worked/owned where they built the jalopy that my Dad was killed with in October 1948

What I remember was seeing my Dad get hit with the car that had hit a dog, and then ran into his jalopy. Then Mom (Ann) threw her new camera, and Bob Page grabbing her while she was running to Dad and screaming. He died at St Andrews an hour and a half later. I was 6. Johnnie (now goes by Ken) was 7 and saw a man shoot the dog.

What I’d like to know is what the shop name was (it was a block from main street to the S) and if any of his family have memories of this event to share with me. Bev Morinville Azure told me while I was at the souvenir shop in Dunseith a couple of years ago that her folks were there and could never return for race events.

I’m trying to sort through some of my old boxes to find a picture of the jalopy for you Dick. The Mrs. Page mentioned below, was she in the above mentioned Bob Page’s generation.?

With old memories,

Lois Tweten

Previously posted
Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND

Gary and Brenda,
Re:Bottineau Page Family,
Mrs. Bob Page is Kathleen Law Page, formerly from Finnegan Township near Rolette.
She attended country school many years ago, with my Uncle Charles Anklam.
Her mother was the teacher and author, Laura Thompson Law.

Follow-up reply from Lois

Hi Gary & Dick,

I should have read other notes before I sent the 1st note.I rememer now the shop was the John Deere Dealership!

Eddy Desjarlais Memories
From Mary Eurich Knutson (62): Dunseith, ND
Hi Gary

I think winter is about to hit. The patrolman had a lady with a small
child on a 4 wheeler stopped on the street. She was wearing flannel
pajama pants and a parka.

When Vicki Metcalfe mentioned Andy Desjarlais the famous fiddle player
it made me think back to the days of threshing crews again. There was a new
guy on the crew one fall who said his name was Eddy Desjarlais . He
said Andy Desjarlais was his brother. He was just an awfully nice guy.
Real polite. When he’d come in for the evening
with his team he’d always take care of his team first and then get the
pails and haul water to the house and then split and carry wood in.
Talk about being appreciated. That was way
over and above what he was hired for. We always wondered if he was
reallly who he said he was. When he left he asked to be paid in cash.
We never saw him again.

Mary K

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Rodney Parrill (’73) wins the Bottineau yard of the year award

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND


Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Sherri Slyter Millang – Owner/manager of Sher’s Cafe, Lake Metigoshe
Joke of the day
Posted by Sharron Gottbreht Shen (59): Everett, WA

Subject: Copper wire
After having dug to a depth of 10 feet last year, New York scientists found traces of copper wire dating back 100 years and came to the conclusion that their ancestors already had a telephone network more than 100 years ago

Not to be outdone by the New Yorkers, a California archaeologist dug to a depth of 20 feet and shortly after, a story in an LA newspaper read:”California archaeologists’ discover 200 year old copper wire, have concluded that their ancestors already had an advanced high-tech communications network a hundred years earlier than the New Yorkers.”

One week later, a local newspaper in North Dakota reported the following: “After digging as deep as 30 feet in his pasture near Center, ND, Ole, a self-taught archaeologist, reported that he found absolutely nothing. Ole, has therefore concluded that 300 years ago, North Dakota, had already gone wireless.”
Makes one proud to have lived in North Dakota.


Ben Longie’s passing
Posting from Sharon Longie Dana (’73): MIssoula MT

Hi Gary,


I just heard last night a cousin passed away, Ben Longie from Rolla. If anyone back ome sees the obit could you put it on here. Thank You.


Sharon Longie Dana(73)

BENJAMIN LONGIE, 76, Rolla, died Monday in his home. Funeral Friday, 10 a.m., St. Joachim Catholic Church, Rolla. Visitation Thursday, 5 to 7 p.m., rosary service Thursday, 7 p.m., both in the church. (Elick Funeral Home, Rolla)
Email address change for Darrel (’47) & Dorothy Strietzel (’46) Fassett: Boynton Beach, FL
Please add my new e-mail address to the blog.
Requesting the rest of Aggie’s Story
Reply from Marlys Hiatt (’71): Dunseith, ND
I agree with Paula – Aggie, we just have to hear the story about what
happened when you got beat up by the 78 year old woman in Texarkana. I’m
sitting here laughing just thinking about. I always just love your
stories. What makes them so funny is that they are true. Thanks for
taking the time to put them on the blog.

Marlys Hiatt

Memories of old times
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

To Gary Metcalfe—The Xs and Os will come to you automatically
when you do carpenter work using nails to fasten tin on a roof on a
cold December day. I remember doing just that and having three people
with three hammers going strong—bang, bang, bang—then just bang,
bang– as one at a time we held our fingers and used the “Xs and Os”
that we didn’t even understand. By the end of the day, you just smashed
your fingers and kept going anyway. They were so numb from the cold and
the bruising that it just didn’t matter anymore. It was there on the
roof that Bill Peterson told me, “It only hurts when you laugh.” Ah, O
and X and O some more!

On the subject of old time boxing, Mom said they used to go to
visit country neighbors long ago when they were kids and the kids had to
stay out of the living room and be quiet because the men would huddle
around the old radio and listen to the Saturday Night Fights. In old
Dunseith, all we had to do was go uptown on Saturday night and wait!
The fights weren’t on the radio they were on the sidewalk. I remember
one night in the late 60s, a couple local guys got jumped by a few from
out of town, right on Main street in front of the theater. The two from
town were way more prepared than the three who started the scrap and
were giving them quite a spanking. The town cop at the time was a
brother to one of the two who was handing out the punishment and when he
came driving up from the side street in the cop car, he looked over at
his brother and the brother gave him the ‘thumbs up’ so he just turned
up Main and drove off–never saw a thing. One of the ‘out of towners’
tried to hide in the backseat of the car but it didn’t work and when
they finally all got back in and drove off, his shoes were still laying
in the street. The local boys never had a scratch! No names here! At
least one of the guys will be reading this and I’m sure will remember
that night. I was parked on the north side of the Corner Bar and had a
ringside seat!

I remember the Dunseith-Berthold game at Minot very well. We were
there in the auditorium when Dunseith got the lead back and it looked to
us that it was on the way. My father-in-law was listening to it on the
radio in his car and was in Minot anyway so he came up to watch. By the
time he found us, he said he must have heard wrong because he thought he
heard that Dunseith was way ahead when he was parking the car. I told
him they were and it just fell apart. As Les Halvorson said, the ’72
team could have gone all the way if that first game would have turned
out. They were a tough team and had a good coach in Larry Haugen. Dad
had an old saying—If you want to lose money, bet on high school sports.
Thanks Gary!


Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the day
After getting all of Pope Benedict’s luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn’t travel light), the driver notices the Pope is still standing on the curb. ‘Excuse me, Your Holiness,’ says the driver, ‘Would you please take your seat so we can leave?’

‘Well, to tell you the truth,’ says the Pope, ‘they never let me drive at the Vatican when I was a cardinal, and I’d really like to drive today.’

‘I’m sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I’d lose my job! What if something should happen?’ protests the driver, wishing he’d never gone to work that morning.

‘Who’s going to tell?’ says the Pope with a smile.

Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 205 kms. (Remember, the Pope is German.)

‘Please slow down, Your Holiness!’ pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.

‘Oh, dear God, I’m going to lose my license — and my job!’ moans the driver.

The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.

‘I need to talk to the Chief,’ he says to the dispatcher.

The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he’s stopped a limo going 205 kph.

‘So bust him,’ says the Chief.

‘I don’t think we want to do that, he’s really important,’ said the cop.

The Chief exclaimed,’ All the more reason!’

‘No, I mean really important,’ said the cop with a bit of persistence.

The Chief then asked, ‘Who do you have there, the mayor?’

Cop: ‘Bigger.’

Chief: ‘A senator?’

Cop: ‘Bigger.’

Chief: ‘The Prime Minister?’

Cop: ‘Bigger.’

‘Well,’ said the Chief, ‘who is it?’

Cop: ‘I think it’s God!’

The Chief is even more puzzled and curious, ‘What makes you think it’s God?’

Cop: ‘His chauffeur is the Pope!’



Dunseith Caribbean Cruise update From Gina, our travel agent.
Hello Gary, 


Thank you and I see you are missing one cabin for your list: Terry & LeaRae Espe.


NCL needs me to finalize your group now, as I have been putting this off for a bit now.


(hoping and wishing to get you that 24th cabin to calculate your Group credit amount).


Your Group has confirmed mostly ocean view cabins which means NCL will base your


Group rebate amount on the base price of the ocean view cabins held for your group:


The ocean view base cruise price is $489.00 (the amount with all the taxes deducted).


Your group has earned two of these as a rebate to be applied to your final payments.


($489 plus $489 for a total rebate amount of: $978.00 which is divided by: 23 cabins).



All 23 cabins will be confirmed for a $42.53 cabin discount with their final payment.


Final payments should be called in or emailed to me prior to 5pm EST November 18th.



In addition to your group rate, I have also confirmed a one hour “group” cocktail party.


I’ll request first night of cruise and if not possible then it will be the 2ndnight of cruise.


I’ve also added a $50 onboard cabin creditand a bottle of champagne for every cabin.


For any cabins booked after today they will receive the above three group amenities.


(however their cabin would not be eligible to re-calculate the group discount amount).



Please let me know any and all questions.



Thank you and best regards,





Gina S. Ford

Cruise At Will, Inc.

Cruise and Travel Planners

1-866-870-6986 (toll free)

703-580-1190 (local)




  Cabin No. YR. Name Address Notes
1 5544 65 Gary Stokes Bernadette Stokes Cebu, Philippines  
2   65 Bill Grimme Irina Protassevitch Birmingham, AL  
3   68 Gwen Grimme Eltz George Eltz Spokane, WA  
4   65 Margaret Metcalfe Leonard   Rolette, ND  
5 5548   Don Busta Vicki Busta Fort Ransom, ND Don and Bill Busta are brothers
6 5550   Deborah Knudson Busta Bill Busta Willmar, MN Deborah is Bev Handeland Hamnes’ Daughter
7   63 David Shelver Linda Shelver Lake Havasu City, AZ  
8     Jon McGregor Bonnie McGregor Pelican Rapids, MN Bonnie & Linda Shelver are sisters
9     Oliver Reing Marlene Reing Bottineau, ND Marlene is a sister to Debby Stokes
10   75 James Fulsebakke Marlee Ray Reing Fulsebakke Bottineau, ND Marlee Ray is daughter of Oliver and Marlene Reing
11   72 Shelly Fulsebakke Albertson Heather & Nathan Albertson St, John, ND  
12   78 Tina Pladson Bullinger John Bullinger Bottineau, ND  
13   75 Dan Pladson Robin Pladson Belfield, ND  
14   65 John Bedard Margaret Bedard Bottineau, ND  
15   67 Nancy Bedard Olson Gary Olson Hillsboro, ND  
16   70 Darrel Stokes Debby Stokes Bottineau, ND  
17   65 Phyllis Mckay Patsy Mckay Heggen Auburn, WADunseith, ND  
18   62 Margaret Bedard Strong Jerry Stong Dunseith, ND  
19   65 Karen Loeb Mhyre Jim Mhyre Belleveu, WA  
20   59 Geri Metcalfe Munro Chuck Munro Fargo, ND  
21   57 Gary Metcalfe Sue Metcalfe Forsyth, MO  
22     Larry Bullinger Mary Bullinger Bottineau, ND  
23   64/67 Terry Espe LeaRae Parrill Espe Bottineau, ND  






ND Small Business People annual event


Message from Blanche Wicks Schley (’42): Grand Forks, ND



Gary, I don’t have your e-mail address. I have read the good stories about ND people. This last weekend over 200

ND small business people were here in Grand Forks for the annual event. This group are mostly people who have turned a hobby into a business — jelly makers, wine, jewelry and so many crafts. This is an annual event and the shows are held in Minot, GF, Fargo and Bismarck. There are a lot of talented people in this state who are willing to share their talent and we are the lucky ones — we get to be able to buy “home” made gifts. We are so fortunate that these people were willing to stay in the state and share their talents with the general public ( for a price ). Keep up the good work and to everyone out in computer land from ND — have a wonderful holiday!


Blanche Wicks Schley






Request for Aggie Casavant (’69)


From Paula Fassett (’71): North Branch, MN



Aggie…..PLEASE tell us the story of being beat up by a 78-year-old woman in Texarkana…


Paula Fassett







Growing up in ND and State Tournament memories


From Lynn Halvorson Otto (75): Boonton, NJ



Hi Gary, I love this blog, really takes one down memory lane and stories that I never knew about. I love Aggie’s story about Texas and The Bakers. Growing up in North Dakota was a great way of life, not always easy but what good comes from the easy road. Our parents taught us to work hard and appreciate what you had and to always treat others with kindness and respect. I hope I’m doing the same with my sons.

On another note, I remember that state tournament at Minot State auditorium. It was a tough loss that first game but being apart of that great experience was fun and Les Halvorson is right, the team was great and filled with fine young men and women.

Thanks Gary for all you do to keep the memories flowing.
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!
Lynn Halvorson Otto




Recorded History


Message from Gary Metcalfe (57): Forsyth, MO



Hello all, Recorded history. Gary Stokes what your blog does, in my opinion, above all is to provide an opportunity for anyone that felt left out of Prairie Past and Mountain Memories a record of familieis and events that a group of Dunseith citizens compiled.

I took advantage of written history and brought up Jack Dempsey on the internet, a boxer whom my dad thought was the greatest boxer of all time. It was great to be able to see him in action via internet. He came from a humble beginning in Colorado, a good looking man, one hand as dangerous as the other and knocked out most of his opponents in the first round. Then I looked to the old 34th infantry WWII, to find an outfit like the Texas company that had 400 front line combat days, just did not cut it with the 34th and their 600 days of front line combat days. There is a wealth of history on the internet now

Then for something to do I punched in Newman Lake, Washington. A lake near the Idaho border and Spokane. I found a website that told a lot about Mr. Newman. This was a place I spent so many happy months at the end of the war. If I was not so dog gone lazy I would contribute to their website and tell them about the Thoms who were our landlords and had a floating store on the lake. They gave me an 18″square box of candy…what a gift for a six year old boy!! The Thoms were related to Mr. Newman.

Most of the memories my dad gifted me with, hundreds of them, will be lost to history because I become frustrated when I try to write stories that are interesting.

I take my hat off to Larry Hackman and Dick Johnson and all other contributors who help this blog stay interesting. Where are you Aggie/

It is frustrating with our new computer because about the time Sue gets a paragraph typed….viola it disappears and we must start all over again! If I was running the computer I would find out from Dick Johnson what those X’s and O’s mean, and I think I would use them plenty about this stage of the message.

Thank you Gary. Gary Metcalfe







Joke of the day


Posted by Sharon Zorn Gerdes (62): Windsor, CO



Lawn Care




Two blondes were sipping their Starbucks when a truck
went past loaded up with rolls of sod.

“I’m going to do that when I win the lottery,” announced Blonde #1.

“Do what?” asked Blonde #2.

“Send my lawn out to be mowed.”




ND work Ethic Story
From Aggie Casavant (69): Fort Mill, SC

Hi Gary,


Couldn’t miss the opportunity to share my expierence with the N.Dakota work ethic stories.


One night in 1985 while working at the Bismarck Tribune in Bismarck N.Dak. I noticed an ad in the paper advertising for a nanny in Houston Texas. With my restless spirit stirring in me once again, and always ready for a new adventure, I thought to myself…Hmmmmm

have never thought about being a “Nanny” before, I said to myself, “come on self, lets do it! So I applied for the job,and after about a month and a half of exchanging pictures, background checks and a couple conversations on the phone,and a back up plan with my family in case I was being set up to be kidnapped…LoL… I boarded a Greyhound Bus and headed for Houston. After a couple days on the bus, and getting beat up by a 78 year old women(which is a story for another time) I arrived at the Greyhound Bus terminal in Houston at about 10:30 p.m, with my glasses broke, my face scratched and swollen, I began the task of trying to find David and Nancy Anderson,the couple I was to baby sit for. After the crowd thinned out in the bus terminal, we saw each other, needless to say, they looked a bit stunned at the condition I was in. After our greetings, I started kinda laughing and told them I can explain the bruises, so I went on to explain to them how I came to get beat up on the bus by a 78year old women in the middle of the night in Texarkana. After the shock wore off them, we ended up by having a few good laughs,and went to the house that was to be my home for the next 2 years. Approximately after being at the Andersons for about 3 months I asked Nancy “What in the world made you put an ad for a nanny all the way up in N.Dakota? She explained that, “three of the other attorneys in Davids law firm got their nannys from N.Dakota, and according to the nanny agency that his law partners went thru, that the nannys from N.Dak. were the most honest, hard working, and reliable, then any other state.

After being at David and Nancy’s for 4-5 months I went to the grocery store. While walking around the store, this lady ran into a display of can food and knocked them all over the floor,and just kept going. I stopped and started setting the display up the best I knew how…pretty soon I heard this voice behind me say”Bless your heart,that’s awfully nice of you to do that,seeings your not the one who knocked it down the lady said, then she went on to ask, “Where are you from? I answered N.Dakota…Why?…she smiled and said,”I knew it had to be somewhere like that, cuz no-one from here would of ever stopped to make right, somebody elses mess.


After 2 years in Houstons I came here to Ft.Mill S.C. to work for the Jim and Tammy Bakers P.T.L Ministry, where two of Tammys brothers Donny and Larry Grover worked.. Donny a mechanic, and Larry was over the landscaping dept. where I worked. One day while I was out planting flowers with about 30 other employees, Larry pulled up in his jeep and hollered, “Hey Aggie! Come over hear I need to talk to you. When I got over to his jeep, he reached out and hugged me around the neck with one arm,and said, Hey shorty, you’ve been keeping a big secret from me? I said, Huh? secret? (I started getting a little nervous,cuz I did’t really know him that well,all I knew is that he was Tammy’s brother and he had alot of power within the ministry. He must of saw the nervous look on my face,cuz he kept hugging me and started laughing,and said,” I didn’t know you were from N.Dakota,and I said, yeah why? And he said,” A couple years back when I use to be wild and foolish and B.C….before i started living for Christ, I use to own a bar in Fargo, N.Dak. He went on to say,”Some of the nicest most honest hardest working people I’ve ever known”. Then he told me as he was getting back into his jeep,”jump in, your just the person I was looking for to work up at Jim and Tammys house. He then went on to tell me to pick anyone out of the 200 landscaping employees, that I thought would be a good worker,and could be trusted not to run to the news media with Jim and Tammy stories. So I picked my best friend Theresa…and the rest is history…. Hope you all have a blest day :) Aggie


1971 – 1972 Dunseith Dragans Basketball Team/Picture
Reply from Les Halvorson (Teacher & Btno radio sports announcer): Bottineau, ND
Hi Gary and Blog readers,
The pic of the 71-72 Dragon BB team brought back a lot of memories for me…that was my first year of teaching at DHS and this was an excellent BB team. Many folks will be able to identify this group……Back row left to right: Kathy Schimetz, Lyle Olson, Jim Mellmer, Curt Berg, Don Olson, Tim Gunville and Trish Larson.
Front row: Linus Faine, Terry “Pie” Counts, George Malaterre, Coach Larry Haugen, Don “Duck” Malaterre, Curt Hagel and Greg Evans. I’m sure Kathy and Trish were excellent stats girls as they were both excellent students. The cheerleaders if memory serves me correctly were LaRae Hagel, Lynn Gillis, Loraine and Loretta Neameyer, Gail Halvorson and Becky Coleman.

These Dragons won the dist. tournament in Rugby where they defeated Rolette in the title game; beat a good Valley Hoople team in the regional semi final game and Munich in the championship game in Grafton to go on to the state tournament at the Aud. in Minot. In the first game at the state they played Berthold and lead at one point by 15 in the first half..lost the lead by half time..got up by 16 or so in the second half , lost that lead and lost the game 58-57. I think it was a case of nerves as the Dragons were a much better team. In the consolation round they had no competition and breezed thru that beating Fessenden 60-57 and New Leipzig 76-64 for the fifth place title. Mayville-Portland won the state title that year and I still believe to this day that the Dragons could have beat them if they would have won that first game and moved into the championship bracket. The Dragons had good size with Curt Berg and Jim Mellmer at forwards, big Don Olson in the middle and a couple of sharp shooting guards in Pie Counts and Greg Evans. Those that came in off the bench contributed as well every game. The Dragons ended up with just 3 losses that year..Berthold in the state tournament and lost to Class “A” Langdon and the Wolford Wolves. They ended up with a 26-3 record.
Over the years I have announced hundreds of state tournament games and many times the two best teams do not end up playing in the championship game..March of 1972 was one of those years . These kids were good athletes who could play baseball quite well too..their goal was to win a state title and in the spring of 72 they did just that as they won the state “B” baseball title. That was one of the best high school baseball teams I have seen in years. They had excellent pitching, good hitters and solid defense. Curt Berg was one of the best high school catchers I have seen play the game even tho a football knee injury hampered him somewhat during his senior year.
With Curt behind the plate opposing coaches knew better than even think of trying to steal a base against him, he had a cannon of a right throwing arm. Many of these basketball players also played baseball in the spring. On the baseball team were Don Olson, Greg Evans, Curt Berg, Dave Hagel, Jessie Marion, Don and Clark Malaterre, Leslie Allery, Stanley Thompson, and Rick Becker was the coach. I may have forgot a player or two..sorry to those players if I have.

This 71-72 team was a group of excellent athletes and a fine group of young kids…they were fun in be around in the classroom and around the school.

Larry Haugen came to Botno after that and coached the Braves for many years..he has now retired from education but still is in the painting business and hunts and fishes.

Thanks Gary for all you do and for the memories,

Les Halvorson

Hi again Gary,
One other player on the 71-72 team that played alot but not pictured was Jeff Evans. Jeff was a junior that year.


Les H.

Reply from Trish Larson Wild (73): Fort Collins, CO



I forgot this photo existed. That is me on the right and Kathy Schimetz on the left. We were the student managers that year. She and I washed a lot of uniforms that year… We also attended every game and practice and kept stats on every shot taken in every game, and Coach Haugen would post the results so the players knew what they needed to work on. We made it to State in Minot that year. Even though we didn’t take first, I will never forget all tjhe cars that drove out to meet us as the bus came back into town. I think everyone felt like heroes because of that show of support.


I could give you most of the names of these players, but I will let others do that. It was a great year, and we were the first femsle student managers at Dunseith. Larry Haugen was a great coach, a class act, and a kind man. I never saw him yell at a player.

Trish Larson 73



Reply from Linda Johnson Juntunen (72) Perth, ND


Front: Linus Faine, Terry Marion??(not so sure on this one), George Malaterre, Coach Haugan??,Don Malaterre, Curt Hagle, Greg Evans 

Back: Lyle Olson, Jim Melmer, Curt Berg, Don Olson, Tim Gunville


Gals: I’m thinking Kathy Schimetz and Trish Larson


I am sure others know better than I!

Reply from Art Hagen (72): Bottineau, ND

Sitting from left to right: Linus Finn(Fine, spell check), Terry Count, George Melaterre, Coach Larry Haugen, Donald Melaterre, Curt Hagel, Greg Evans


Standing from left to right: Kathy Schimetz, Lyle Olson, Jim Melmer, Curt Burg, Don Olson, Tim Gunville

Back: Kathy Schimetz, Lyle Olson, Jim Melmer, Curt Berg, Don Olson, Tim Gunville, Trish Larson

Front: Linus Faine, Terry Counts (Poitra), George Malaterre, Coach Larry Haugen, Don Malaterre, Curt Hagel, Greg Evans
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Note: Clarence Berg was a brother to Erling
Posting of the day
Posted by Cecile Gouin Craig (’61): Windsor, CO
Several of these kinda hit home, brought back some good memories. Cecile Gouin Craig 61

SUBJECT: Small Town

It’s our childhood!!!

Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

Those who didn’t will be in disbelief and won’t understand how true it

1) You can name everyone you graduated with.

2) You know what 4-H means.

3) You went to parties at a pasture, barn, gravel pit, or in the middle
of a dirt road. On Monday you could always tell who was at the party
because of the scratches on their legs from running through the woods
when the party was busted. (See #6.)

4) You used to’drag’Main

5) You whispered the ‘F’ word and your parents knew within the hour.

6) You scheduled parties around the schedules of different police
officers, because you knew which ones would bust you and which ones

7) You could never buy cigarettes because all the store clerks knew how
old you were (and if you were old enough, they’d tell your parents
anyhow.) Besides, where would you get the money?

8) When you did find somebody old enough and brave enough to buy
cigarettes, you still had to go out into the country and drive on back
roads to smoke them.

9) You knew which section of the ditch you would find the beer your
buyer dropped off.

10) It was cool to date somebody from the neighboring town.

11) The whole school went to the same party after

12) You didn’t give directions by street names but rather by
references. Turn by Nelson’s house, go 2 blocks to Anderson ‘s, and
four houses left of the track field.

13) The golf course had only 9 holes.

14) You couldn’t help but date a friend’s

15) Your car stayed filthy because of the dirt
roads, and you will never own a dark vehicle for this reason.

16) The town next to you was considered ‘trashy’ or ‘snooty,’ but was
actually just like your town.

17) You referred to anyone with a house newer then 1955 as the ‘rich’

18) The people in the ‘big city’ dressed funny, and then
you picked up the trend 2 years later.

19) Anyone you wanted could be found at the local gas station or the

20) You saw at least one friend a week driving a tractor through town

or one of your friends driving a grain truck to school occasionally.

21) The gym teacher suggested you haul hay for the summer to get

22) Directions were given using THE stop light as a reference.

23) When you decided to walk somewhere for
exercise, 5 people would pull over and ask if you wanted a ride.

24) Your teachers called you by your older siblings’ names.

25) Your teachers remembered when they taught your parents.

26) You could charge at any local store or write checks without any ID.

27) There was no McDonalds.

28) The closest mall was over an hour away.

29) It was normal to see an old man riding through town on a riding
lawn mower.

30) You’ve pee’d in a cornfield.

31) Most people went by a nickname.

32) You laughed your butt off reading this because you know it is true,
and you forward it to everyone who may have lived in a small town.

I would not have wanted to have been raised any other

Tough times don’t last…

Tough people do…



Compliments of Rose Hohl (Art Hagen ’72) – One days stay in the Hilton
For Bernadette’s birthday last June, Rose gave her a certificate for a days stay at the Hilton. Yesterday we checked in at the Hilton. Upon checking in and going to our room we were pleasantly surprised to discover that Rose had booked a suite. My first thoughts were when we entered the room is “Where is the bed”? Then I saw the bedroom door. We checked in about 2:30 PM. They were still serving their lunch Buffet. It looked so good that we couldn’t resist. Luckily we had eaten light for day up to that point. There are a lot good buffet’s in area, but this is one of the best that we have had. The Hilton has 3 high rise buildings on a nice white sandy beach.
This was actually Bernadette’s 63rd. The gals were having fun reversing the numbers.
Thank you Rose,
Sue has been on our distribution for quite sometime now. Many of you know her and are also related to her. Sue’s mother, Mabel Berg, was a sister to my Aunt Helga Berg Petterson. Helga was married to my dad’s brother Nels. They lived in Everett, WA. Sue’s Dad, Clarence, was a brother to Erling Berg too, so she is a first cousin to all of the Erling Berg siblings. She is also a first cousin to Bonnie (Monte ’68) Berg Espe. Sue’s mother was a Berg married to a Berg. She didn’t loose her maiden name being married to Clarence.
Sue has been a hair stylist and Salon owner for years in the area too. Sue, I am not sure, but I think your salon is up at Lake Metighoshe?
ND Work Ethics
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

Reading yesterdays blog reminded me of a story my dad told about
looking for a job in Oregon in the late 40s. He was staying with his
aunt and went out to find a job one day. He saw a ‘help wanted’ sign in
a service station and walked in to check it out. Two older guys were
already there asking the boss about the job so Dad said he just stood
there and waited. The boss asked him what he wanted? He was only a
teenager at the time and asked if there was a job as the sign in the
window said. The boss said, “Kid, everybody wants a job.” The boss
asked if he knew how to change and fix tires. Dad said he did. Had he
ever pumped gas? Dad said he had. The boss asked him where he was from
and Dad said he was from North Dakota. The boss said to be there at 8
the next morning and come dressed clean and neat. As Dad was heading
for the door, he heard one of the other guys ask, “Hey, what about me?”
He heard the boss say, “The job is filled, you two can leave now.” The
ND work ethic is well know all across the country. Thanks Gary!


Dick, When I left ND, I too discovered the good ND work ethics/values/trust reputation, not only among employers, but also among fellow employees and the general population as a whole. Those work ethics and values are instilled in us for a life time too and I will have to admit are recognized even here in the Philippines. Last week one of our fellow expat friends at bowling told me that I was the only person here that he could totally trust. I was flattered, but his statement kind of hit me with a shock. He then requested that if something should happened to him that I oversee his trust and make sure it is handled properly. He is only 2 years older than me, so he must think I’m going to outlive him. Gary
1971 – 1972 Dunseith Dragans Basketball team
Posted by Art Hagen (72): Dunseith, ND
This picture was 7 years past my HS days, so I don’t recognize anyone in this picture. I know a lot of you are in this picture though. I have posted and enlargement below too. Who are the gals on each end? I will re-post with names.
Thanks Art for sharing,
Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND

A father put his 3 year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying:’God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and goodbye Grandpa.’


The father asked, ‘Why did you say goodbye Grandpa?’


The little girl said, ‘I don’t know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do.’


The next day grandpa died.


The father thought it was a strange coincidence.


A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers which went like this: ‘God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and goodbye Grandma.’


The next day the grandmother died.


‘Holy s***!’ thought the father, “this kid is in contact with the other side.”


Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say:


‘God bless Mommy and goodbye Daddy.’


He practically went into shock. He couldn’t sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock.


He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound.


Finally, midnight arrived; he breathed a sigh of relief and went home. When he got home his wife said ‘I’ve never seen you work so late, what’s the matter?


He said ‘I don’t want to talk about it; I’ve just spent the worst day of my life.’


She said, ‘You think you had a bad day, you’ll never believe what happened to me.


This morning my golf pro dropped dead in the middle of my lesson!



Happy Birthday Greg LaCroix (DHS ’66)
Birthday greeting to Greg
From Paulette LaCroix Chisholm (68): Newark, Delaware

Happy Birthday to my beautiful big brother Greg La Croix. He turns 42 today. (at least this is what he told me)

With Love from your sister Paulette

North Dakota Folks – Successes
Reply from Doreen Larson Moran (‘BHS 61): Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND
Hi Gary from Sunny Turtle Mountains (at least still today) – snow is forecast to hit tonight and maybe tomorrow with lots of wind, but temperature is predicted to go back into the forties Monday/Tuesday. My brother Spencer Larson (BHS ’68) had visited with Greg Page at the Winter Ag show that Rod Hiatt referanced. At that time Greg had come from Singapore, the Asia-Pacific Cargill Headquarters which currently has 300 employees. Yes, there are a lot of success stsories from our part of the world. My dad, Ledolph went to Detroit in the late thirties to work at Ford Motor Company. There was a long line of applicants but when he was asked where he was from and he said North Dakota, he was told he was hired on the spot. They told him they knew they could depend on the North Dakota people. I believe Ben and Adolph Iverson were already employed at Ford Motor prior to that time. Since, if memory serves me correctly, he had said that it was Ben who encouraged him to pack up and get to Detroit. Ha, probably if I went to a box of old letters I might even find more information.

Doreen Larson Moran

Joke of the Day

Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensive

double-pane, energy-efficient kind and today I got a call from the

contractor who installed them. He complained that the work had been
completed a whole year ago and I still hadn’t paid for them.

Hellloooo, … just because I’m blonde doesn’t
automatically mean
that I am stupid. So, I told him just what his fast-talking sales-guy
had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would

pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It’s been a year! … I told him.

There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up.
He never called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.


Happy Birthday Sandy Monson Gottbreht
Happy Birthday Margaret Metcalfe Leonard
Note from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Dear Gary/Friends,
At this time, I’m quite sure I will not be at the craft sale tomorrow; I’m still battling a cold (The last two months, or so, have certainly been interesting–to say the least!) My caramels are there, thanks to friends helping me get them to the armory and setting up my tables.
Follow up message from Neola
Hi Gary,
It’s now official. I won’t be at the craft sale tomorrow. :(
Bottineau Page family
Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND

Gary and Brenda,

Re:Bottineau Page Family,

Mrs. Bob Page is Kathleen Law Page, formerly from Finnegan Township near Rolette.

She attended country school many years ago, with my Uncle Charles Anklam.

Her mother was the teacher and author, Laura Thompson Law.

When I went to Scotland last summer, I found what a small world I live in.

My roommate was from the Red River Valley. Her paternal grandmother and Mrs. Law were sisters.

Laura Thompson Law wrote, “The History of Rolette County”,a few decades before the Dunseith Centennial book

which references it.

It is a wonderful red bound book written in the ’50s.

I was so excited to find, the books available at the Dunseith Log House this past summer.

Thanks to Jess Hosmer who sold them. I purchased several hard covered copies for each of my nieces and nephews,

along with copies of the Dunseith Centennial Book…… a perfect gift for those of us who believe in Santa!

Vickie M



Greg Page (BHS ’69) – President and CEO of Cargill, Inc

Reply from Rod Hiatt (69): Bottineau, ND


Greg Page graduated from Bottineau in 1969, he was one of my classmates. Greg went to college I believe in Grand Forks and planned on coming back to Bottineau when he was done, but he happened to be in the right place and at the right time and somehow got in with Cargill and worked his way to the top. Greg was always a very likeable guy and coming from small country town had great work ethics that paid off very well for him. Greg was back for one of our class reunions(I believe our 20th) and he at that time was fairly high up in Cargill, but he was still the same down to earth guy that I went to high school with. The last time Greg was up in Bottineau that I know of was he was the keenote speaker at the winter ag show. A great success story, a great CEO and a still a great Guy.
Excerpts from the WEB

Couple of Great Stories
From Larry Hackman (66): Bismarck, ND

Hello Gary

A couple of stories from long ago.

Hope everyone enjoys them.


Stories from a bygone era:

My Great Uncle Henry Dietrich liked to tell a story now and then. Some might be true and some might not. Your guess is as good as mine. I reckon I was about 13 years old when Great Uncle Henry told me these stories.

This one has to do with a horse, a practical and cheap mode of transportation, and for some the only mode of transportation, besides walking.Henry said the whole family was out in the barn yard milking the cows.It was in the fall of the year, near dusk and the shadows were already getting long. When into the yard walked this fellow, leading a horse.He walked up to the fence separating the barn yard, from the farm house yard.There was a difference between the yards.The difference being, one yard you had to worry about stepping in something, and the other yard you didn’t.

The fellow leading that horse into the farmyard tied the lead rope of that horse to the fence and came walking through the homemade self closing gate into the barnyard. Henry always had this walk through board gate between the two yards rigged up with a rope and pulley system.You pushed it open from the house yard side then walked through into the barn yard, and the weighted pulley system would pull it shut behind you.I always thought that it was kind of a neat setup.It was probably constructed by my Uncle Frank Hackman, he was always known as the fixer or the inventor of the family.In fact his nick-name was “Fixer”.

Anyway! This fellow, who brought the horse into the yard, apparently had looked over the people in the barn yard and made a calculated deduction that Great Uncle Henry was in charge of this group.Probably had something to do with his age, Henry had surmised.Anyway that fellow walked up and asked Henry if he would be interested in buying the mare that he had just tied to the fence.Now, I want you know, my Uncle Henry was a shrewd businessman, and also had a sharp eye.His first thought was to ask how much he wanted for the horse, but Henry didn’t want to start dickering on the horse yet, in fact, he didn’t want to give the impression that he was even interested in the horse.Henry just wanted to get the chores done for the day.

During this time period (the 30’s), there were a lot of unscrupulous people wandering around the country side.Most were out to find a way, to make an easy buck or two, as there were no jobs, and nobody had any money, and if they did have any money they were hanging onto it tight.

So, Henry was a little leery of just up and buying a horse from a stranger that had suddenly wandered into the yard.Uncle Henry was taking a good long hard look at the horse, to make sure that it didn’t belong to one of his neighbors.He didn’t recognize the horse, but still was not to anxious to buy a horse from a complete stranger.Henry didn’t even bother to walk over, to look the horse over.He was kind of anxious to get the milking done, and get this fellow out of his hair.

Henry looking at the horse, and then at the fellow said, “You did say mare didn’t you”.The fellow nodded his head in agreement.Henry said, he looked that fellow straight in the eye and said, “If that horse is a mare, what’s that bat doing hanging under its stomach?The fellow looked at the horse, than back at Henry, and than just walked back over to the horse and untied him, and left.Henry said he never saw the fellow or the horse again.

Another story, Great Uncle Henry told me about, was about running into an old friend in the grocery store.After the initial greetings, the conversation went onto asking about family.The fellow was real anxious to tell Henry about his son.The fellow said my son is really an important person in a large city out east.In fact he runs the whole city.He tells everyone what to do, and they listen to him.If they don’t, he fires them on the spot.He is a powerful man.Henry was getting interested, and asked the fellow what his son does?The fellow gave Henry one of them blank stares that us old fellows often do when our minds go blank.He gives Henry, a flustered look, and says the words were just on the tip of my tongue.I can’tthink of it now.It’s a big important job!He is an important man! I just can’t think of his title, he continued!All of sudden he looks at Uncle Henry, directly in the eye, and asks him, what is that horse with the two bung holes called?Henry looks at him kind of funny, and begins to wonder where this is going, but Henry says, you do mean a mare?The fellow gets all excited, saying, yes that’s it, that’s what he is, he’s a mayor.

When I mentioned these stories to my brother Henry (class of 65) he recounted an incident that took place in the early 50’s back on the farm.He said that he and dad had rode out on the ford tractor to the old A-frame hay stacker that was setting out in the hay field, west of the farm yard.Dad was apparently checking it out to make sure that all the cables and pulleys were lubricated.He used a large wrench to tighten nuts and bolts on the stacker.He was making sure the stacker was ready for putting up hay for the long winter ahead.

On the way to the stacker they had noticed a lone fellow walking out along the road to the west of them.Dad didn’t seem to pay much attention to him, but when the fellow veered from his southern direction, and started coming toward them, dad quit what he was doing and looked over at the fellow.Dad apparently was familiar with strangers wandering around.He immediately picked up a large wrench and slid it into the back pocket of them bib-overalls, that he always wore, and started walking toward that fellow.He turned, and told Henry to stay put. Henry said he saw the look in dad’s eye and knew he better do what he was told to do.He stayed there on the stacker leaning on a brace, watching, as the two men approached each other.They met about half way between the stacker and the road. Henry said, all he could see was dads back, but he could tell, that they were talking.He did notice that dads left arm kept flapping out and pointing to the south, the right arm he held close to his side and near that right back pocket, where that wrench was stored. Soon the fellow walked off to the south and Dad came back to the stacker.Dad put the wrench back into the tool box.

There always seemed to people wandering around the countryside back in the day.I don’t know if this was because of the close proximity of the Canadian border or if it was because of the lean times that everyone was experiencing.As a young lad and not knowing at the time why dad put that wrench into his back pocket, Henry thinks he finally figured it out. Apparently dad was prepared to tighten something up on this wandering fellow, if he had too.

I hope you enjoy these stories from the friendly Henry’s.Remember to laugh; Larry



Greg Page
Question from Brenda Hoffman (68): Greenville, SC
Does anyone know Greg Page? He’s from Bottineau and born in either 1950 or 1951. He’s the CEO of Cargill, the largest privately owned company in the world I believe (maybe just the US). Anyway if it were a public company it would rank with IBM. Greg’s father was the John Deere dealer in Bottineau and he was quoted as saying he grew up 6 miles from the Canadian border. I can’t remember anyone ever mentioning him – other than I think one Dunseith blog referred to him but didn’t realize he was the same or similar age as me.
Greg’s dad, Bob Page, owned the John Deere Implement dealership in Bottineau for many years. A few years back the Bottineau Courant featured an article about Greg and his being the CEO of the Cargill company. That was the first I realized his great successes in life. I don’t remember the contents of the whole article, but I believe he was back in town visiting and attended a reunion. I’ll bet we can jar a few memories from a few folks about him and the Page family.
Woodford Bowling Alley Memories
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

With Lloyd’s posting of the Woodford Bowling Alley picture,
there came a flood of memories. As my dad was a dedicated bowler, I
spent many days and evenings watching him bowl. He was in tournaments
all over the state and he let me tag along to lots of them. My first
memory of bowling was watching him bowl in the old Woodford Alley behind
the bar. Being very young, I was most impressed with the fancy ornate
wood post that had a huge round block of chalk the bowlers rubbed their
hands on to get ‘slip’ on the ball. One evening big Vince Kalk was
setting pins and he jumped up on the platform where the pin setter was
somewhat safe from the ball and the flying pins. Just as Bill Fassett
let fly with a ball, Vince noticed that a pin was out of place and
jumped back down in the pit to straighten it. I remember Bill yelling,
“VINCE!! G–&$#@*^%$–T!!” and then Vince getting pummeled by flying
pins and a 16 lb bowling ball! That was on the south lane. Vince didn’t
get hurt but I remember thinking that I didn’t think I would like that
job. It was there when I was only maybe 4 years old that I got to throw
(push actually) my first bowling ball. Joe Spaeth said, “Kid, come over
here.” I got up from the old wooden seats behind the bowlers and went
to the alley where he was holding the ball. He set the ball down and
said to give it a try. I rolled the ball down the alley and it just
stopped when it bumped into the pins only knocking over a couple. Joe
said, “Good try there kid, you’ll make a bowler some day.” The rest of
the men were laughing but it was exciting for me. When the Garden Lanes
opened a few years later, my grandpa Henry Olson bought me an 8 lb ball
and I could throw it pretty well when I was 8-9 years old. As an adult,
I bowled for several years and had a 169 average. I never got real
good. The funny part was that years later, after many years of not
bowling, I joined up with Norman Hiatt, Jay Vanorny, Brian Fauske, and
Ray Lagerquist and bowled on the Bottineau Mens League and after all
those years—–169 average. I thought that was strange. I did bowl as
256 one time, but only one time. I was kind of a fisherman bowler—I
just bowled for the ‘halibut’. Thanks Gary!



Riding in the Car With Santa

Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND


Gary, and friends,

Responding to Dick’s question.

And, Marlys and Gary’s grown up talk ’bout Santa.


Dad, like his brother Emil, was a professional plasterer, the trade they honed after WWII in Seattle.
I believe, it was through an American promise to Veterans, the G.I . Bill.


Dad and mom were married at Dunseith Lutheran Church in September of ’47.

They honey mooned in Bottineau in those little cabins by the creek, long gone now.

Dad drove them to Washington,where he completed his apprenticeship.

Their first years of marriage they lived across the street from Woodlawn Park Zoo, in Seattle.


He and my mother’s dream was to own a farm in ND.

While venturing back to ND to see her Mother and Pop in Holmes Twp.,

Dad walked south a couple miles in waist deep snow after an April/May snowstorm.

They’d heard about a little farm, and, they, had saved cash to purchase it from Bill Childs.


The fall of ’58-59, we went to WA. in a two toned reddish jeep wagon,

Dad at the wheel.

Our family lived with my dear Uncle Archie in his house.

Dad, worked out, building construction with lots of other uncles.


Whilst living there,a six year old learned about reality ?____ drunk driving.

A year of sorrow.


Returning to ND, another piece was added to the farm.


Again, with dad at the wheel, traveling in a new ’63 cream and brown,

Chevy Biscayne station wagon we moved back to WA for a year, ’63-’64.

Another piece was added to the farm.


He and my mothers common goal and dream was to grow that farm in ND.

He worked out, she worked, saved and worked at home.

They were a relentless pair of workers with a belief and a dream.

Whatever our mother, couldn’t do with the help of her farm kids, dad did after work and on weekends.


Through hard work, a farm was built. And a family grew.

Just as their dream was recognized, dad lost sight, diabetes..

A few years later mom lost sight in one eye, brain tumor.


They continued traveling together.

But, now,it was Mom behind the wheel.

I’d say, “Aren’t you scared riding with her, Dad?”

He’d reply, ” I don’t see a thing, we’re ok we’ve still got one eye between us.”


Together, they never lost their vision driving down the road, together.

They always kept on and grew, “in their minds eye” their own Family and farm.


Marlys and Gary,

I know, there is a Santa.

It’s the vision I keep in my minds eye, to never give up believing.



Vickie M.

Vickie, I have included one of Neola’s pictures below with your mother and Mel
Kuhn’s mother too. Gary
Joke of the Day
Posted by Dick Johnson (66): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

Two older couples just finished a meal at the one couples home and
the men retired to the living room as the women cleaned up the kitchen.
The one older guy asked the other one if they had gone out for supper
the night before as planned. He nodded that they indeed had. The other
fellow asked where they had gone? The guy thought for a while and then
said, “What’s the name of the flower that grows wild in the ditches here
in ND?” The other guy thought for a while and then said, “A rose.” The
older guy turned toward the kitchen and yelled, “Hey Rose, where did we
go out to eat last night?”




Happy Birthday Vickie Bergan Dietz (DHS 82): vickyb@sherbtel.net
Childhood memories
From Marlys Hiatt (’71): Dunseith, ND

Yesterday at lunch time a few staff at the Dunseith Public School were
talking about school days from a long time ago. That got me thinking
about my first day of school at the Dunseith Public School. I was in the
3rd grade, having gone to the Ackworth country school for the first two
years of school, where I was the only one in my class. The bus picked us
up in the morning and I made it through the day pretty uneventful but when
I came out of the school at the end of the day there was a whole line of
buses that all looked the same. I had no idea which one to get on and did
not know what to do. I looked around and who did I see but Gary Stokes
who I went up and asked which bus to get on. You showed me which bus and
I think may even explained that the buses were numbered, where to look for
the number and what number we rode. You saved the day for that day Gary
but of course you were also the person who told me there was no Santa
Clause. That’s another story.


That was quite a transition for us country hills folks going from the one room country schools to the big Dunseith city school. You are right, there were a lot of buses, all Fugere and Hill buses too. Mike Vandal, Sandra Zeiler’s husband, was our driver that first year. Yes, you were the only one in your grade too at Ackworth. There were no 7th graders that last year either. I was the lone 8th grader that last year too.
I don’t remember telling you there was no Santa, but can imagine I was the one that just had to tell you.


Message from Ginger LaRocque Poitra (’65): Belcourt, ND
I just want to say that I miss out on a great deal of the Blog during the
summer. I just caught up on some of the readings.
I would like to send my condolences to all who have lost love ones due to
cancer etc..
I would like to send my prayers to all the families.
I am sending my prayers to Pete Gillis that he comes through this cancer
bit once again, I have all the faith that he will.



To Pete (’65) and Verena Gillis,

Message from Aggie Casavant (’69): Fort Mill, SC


Verena after reading your posting concerning what you and Pete are going thru at this time, I want to share with you a promise from God that has taken me thru many difficult times over the years. It’s a scripture from Isaiah 43:Verses 1-2-3 God say’s “Fear not for I have redeemed you; I have called “YOU” by name “YOU” are “MINE” When “YOU” pass through the waters, I will be with “YOU”; the rivers “WILL NOT” overflow “YOU”. When “YOU” walk thru the fires,”YOU” “WILL NOT” be scorched, or will the flames burn you. For I am the Lord your God the Holy one of Israel….”YOUR” Savior.” I hope both you and Pete can find Peace,and strength through this scripture,as you walk through trials each day. Know that I got you both covered in prayer each day, as I am certain that many people do. God’s Blessings of Peace to you today.


Most Sincerly


Ms. Aggie




Vickie Metcalfe’s childhood family car

Memory from Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND


Gary and Friends,

Reading Vickie’s story about her childhood time in Washington
state brought about a memory. She stated that the family rode around
the coast in a ‘two tone’ station wagon. They also came back to North
Dakota in that same car, if my memory serves me correctly. As I recall
it was ’54 Chevy station wagon and it was maroon and cream in color.
Vickie, how far off am I on this one? Thanks Gary!


Bowling Picture
Reply from Lloyd Awalt (’44): Bottineau, ND
Hi Gary
Dick, The picture of the girls bowling I think pretty sure would be 1954 or 55 in the old alleys. Your dad is bowling on alley 2. There was only three lanes. I set pins there for a couple years. I have another picture. If I can fined it I’ll put it on. Some of us sipping a little, ha.
Posted by Rose Hohl: Bottineau, ND & Cebu, Philippines
Joke of the day
Posted by Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

An older man went to see the doctor. The doctor came in and asked
what the problem was. The old fellow said, “I can’t remember things
from one minute to the next.” The doctor looked at his chart for a few
seconds and then asked how long this has been going on? The old guy
said,” How long has WHAT been going on?”




Pete Gillis (’65) Update
From Verena Gillis: Dunseith, ND
This is just a little thank you to all of our friends and relatives who
have called and sent prayers and wishes to us. Pete is getting through
this first chemo session slowly – can’t eat very good right now, mouth and
throat is very sore and irritated, part of the side effects – His next
treatment is scheduled for November 17th – I know God has his reasons for
everything that happens in this world but I still wonder when it gets this
close to home, “Why us?”
Bowling Alley Reply
From Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

A little research can do wonders. I looked at a picture of Dad
bowling in the old bowling alley and compared the wallboard to the
picture of the ladies and it becomes clear, the ladies picture was also
taken in the old bowling alley behind Woodford’s Bar. That also puts
the year of the picture somewhere before ’58, as that’s when I believe
the Garden Lanes opened. I bet Lloyd and Theresa can give a us a year
on the ladies picture. Thanks Gary!


Reply from Lloyd Awalt (’44): Bottineau, ND
The picture of the three women bowling, was taken at
Woodford bowling alley. At that time the women did ware dresses once in a while.
Fiddling Music
Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (70): Bottineau, ND

Gary and Turtle Mtn friends,

The fall of 1963, our family moved to WA state, where dad worked with his brother plastering.

They got to leave for for a week at a time as one of their jobs was plastering a big prison on the coast.

Dad would get up and be gone by 3:30 a.m. Monday morning, car pool with Uncle E and his friend. He would return Friday afternoon.

My mom, Aunt Ann, and their friend, Bob’s wife would prepare 3 hot dish meals they would take. The men would eat those hot dish meals M. T.W. and pack sandwiches for lunch.

They would eat out only one meal, Thursday’s. All of those guys were family men, who had goals to save.

I enjoyed the year way from ND, because, My dad, a relentless worker all the time, had to take the weekend off when we lived in WA state.

Oh what adventuresome weekends we kids had riding in the back, with Dad and mom in the front seat of the two tone station wagon,

Weekends of the fall we piled in that station wagon and drove up and over the Cascades to Wenatchee, where mom and dad walked us through orchards,picked and bought apples,and applets and cotlets.

Other times,we’d take the ferry over the sound to Whidbey and drive to Deception pass.

We went clamming on the beachs and later ate those clams which our mom prepared with butter.

We often ate fresh blackberries, plums, cherries, pears and strawberries, hand picked in our cousins or our back yard.

And music. Always music when our Big extended family gathered.

Aunt Leona and her mouth organ, Uncle Emil playing Jimmie Rodgers or Johnny Horton on his guitar.

When Uncle Charlie with his fiddle came,

It was pure sweet Turtle Mountain Fiddling at it’s best.

Two steps, reels and waltzs.

Back at our home, Sunday afternoons our family listened to Andy DesJarlais,

who played musiic like Uncle Charlie.

Music of home.


I was scanning the Winnipeg Free Press tonight, when I saw this article about Andy DesJarlais.

And his origins a bit north in Manitoba.


It took me back to that sweet smell of apples, bygone days of laughter and music.

—— And a Canadian fiddler who I thought could play almost as good as my Uncle Charlie!

if you are interested in more:


Later, Vickie


Replies to Guess Who photo? 

Posted Yesterday by Lloyd Awalt (44): Bottineau, ND




Reply from Paula Fassett (71): North Branch, MN






Thanks, Lloyd, for the photo of the bowlers………on the right is my Mom, Irene Fassett, who was one heck of a bowler. In the middle is Dick’s Mom, Bernice Johnson and I’m guessing Teresa Awalt on the left.




I can’t imagine that my Mom was bowling with a dress on! I’m guessing there were photos being taken of the bowlers for whatever reason and Mom probably stopped in from work to be in the photos. I’m waiting for Dick’s response!!!


Paula Fassett






Reply from Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND



Gary and Friends,

The bowlers in the picture are Theresa Cote Awalt, Bernice Olson
Johnson, and Irene Watkins Fassett. These I AM sure of. I can’t
decide if it is in the old bowling alley, behind Woodford’s Bar, or the
‘new’ Garden Lanes? The wall behind them looks like it’s cement block
which would be the Garden Lanes. Thanks Gary!





Reply From Susan Fassett Martin (65): Spearfish SD

The bowlers are Theresa Awalt, Bernice Johnson and Irene Fassett(my mom)

Theresa Awalt, Bernice Johnson and Irene Fassett




Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Richard DuBois

Feb. 17, 1973-Oct. 28, 2011

October 30, 2011

Minot Daily News

DUNSEITH Richard DuBois, 38, Dunseith, formerly of Belcourt, died Friday, Oct. 28, 2011, in a Dunseith nursing home.

He was born Feb. 17, 1973, to Debbie Poitra and Robert DuBois Jr., in Belcourt.

Survivors: mother, Debbie Allery-Poitra, Belcourt; brothers, Robert DuBois, Belcourt, Mike Clauthier, Terry Clauthier and Ferrell Clauthier, all of Grand Forks; sister, Kylie DuBois, Grand Forks.

Funeral: Tuesday, 10 a.m., Fiddler’s Hall, Belcourt.

Burial: Tuesday, 2 p.m., St. Anthony’s Catholic Cemetery, Belcourt.

Visitation: Monday, 6 p.m., in the hall with a rosary service there Monday, 8 p.m.

(Elick Funeral Home, Rolla)

Joke of the day
Posted by Marlys Hiatt (71): Dunseith, ND

Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that

double-pane energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call
from the

contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the
work had

been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn’t paid for them.

Hellloooo,…………just because I’m blonde doesn’t mean
that I am

automatically stupid. So, I told him just what his fast
talking sales

guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would

pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It’s been a year! I told him.

There was only silence at the other end of the line, so

I finally just hung up. He never called back. I bet he felt
like an idiot.