4/30/2013 (1775)

No Blog posted yesterday
For the record I did not get a blog posted yesterday.
Happy Birthday Roberta Hagen Striker (DHS ’75): Dunseith, ND
Larry “Weasel” Bergan passed away
Message from Verena Gillis:  Dunseith, ND
Gary, just wanted to inform you that Larry “Weasel” Bergan passed away
some time this morning.  Our sincere condolences to the family.  I know
Pete is feeling pretty bad as they were very good friends and he was
hoping to be able to visit him before his passing.  But he also has not
been feeling very good and when the VA took him off all his meds,
including the gout meds, he got it in his right foot and hasn’t been able
to walk or get around very good for the past week.  We go to Fargo on
Wednesday of this week and they will do the biopsy on his liver and
special labs ordered by the Minneapolis doctors on Thursday.  We probably
won’t hear when we go to Minneapolis until the tests come back and are
evaluated.  So doing alot of praying.  He will eventually have to go back
on chemo but we won’t know that until the tests come back.

Take care now and say hi to Bernadette for me.


Larry A. (Weasel) Bergan
(October 28, 1949 – April 28, 2013)
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So so sorry to hear of Larry’s passing. We extend our condolences to his family.
Reply to Neola’s picture posted yesterday
From Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

       The only lady I can help identifying in the picture is #12. She
is Gladys Iverson as Identified,  however she is Gladys Olson Iverson
and is my Grandpa Henry Olson’s oldest sister.  Thanks Gary!


Reply to Neola’s picture posted yesterday
From Art Rude (’71):  Bismarck, ND
Neola had it right. I knew the relatives/Rendahl ladies that are already named.

Peace and Power, 

Previously posted on Sunday
Picture Identification Request
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Gary,
I need some help with this one, please.
Will you post it and see if anyone can help me?  Lydia Larshus was Norma Johnson Manning’s grandmother, so there might be a few ladies your readers would recognize–Art Rude might be of some help/not sure about Doreen Larson. Some of these ladies attended Vinje Church (I know this isn’t a church picture.).  I think Lydia Larshus attended Rendahl Church–I think!  If Mrs. Anton Christianson is in the picture, I think she attended Rendahl.
1.   Thelma Slyter Kofoid (married to my uncle, Robert Kofoid)  I THINK!!
2.   ?
3.   ?
4.   ? (Boy?)
5.   I thought this was Clarice Vignes Kofoid (Frank), but one of the sons doesn’t think so.
6.   Lydia Larshus
7.   ?
8.   ?
9.   Nettie Larshus
10.  ?
11.  Viola Larson Kofoid (married to my uncle, Walter Kofoid). Her parents owned Cordelia Store.
12.  Gladys Iverson (Sister of Mathilda Iverson Amundson?)
Dorothy Larshus Clark identified Lydia and Gladys.
Being Lydia Larshus is in this picture, I wonder if Mrs. Anton Christianson might be one of the ladies?????
Joke of the day

Four old retired men are walking down a street in Fountain Hills, Arizona

They turn a corner and see a sign that says, “Old Timers Bar – ALL drinks

10 cents.”

They look at each other and then go in, thinking this is too good to be true.

The old bartender says in a voice that carries across the room, “Come on in and let me pour one for you! What’ll it be, gentlemen?”

There’s a fully stocked bar, so each of the men orders a martini.
In no time the bartender serves up four iced martinis shaken, not stirred

and says, “That’ll be 10 cents each, please.”

The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment, then at each other.

They can’t believe their good luck.

They pay the 40 cents, finish their martinis, and order another round.
Again, four excellent martinis are produced, with the bartender again

saying, “That’s 40 cents, please.”

They pay the 40 cents, but their curiosity gets the better of them.

They’ve each had two martinis and haven’t even spent a dollar yet.

Finally one of them says, “How can you afford to serve martinis as good as
these for a dime apiece?”

“I’m a retired tailor from Phoenix ,” the bartender says, “and I always
wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery Jackpot for $125 million
and decided to open a place out here. Every drink costs a dime. Wine, liquor, beer  it’s all the same.”

“Wow! That’s some story!” one of the men says.

As the four of them sip at their martinis, they can’t help noticing seven
other people at the end of the bar who don’t have any drinks in front of
them and haven’t ordered anything the whole time they’ve been there
Nodding at the seven at the end of the bar, one of the men asks the
Bartender, “What’s with them?”
The bartender says, “They’re retired people from North Dakota. They’re waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price, plus they all have coupons…”

4/28/2013 91774)

Happy Birthday Leland Hagen (DHS ’50): BRYAN, TX
Happy Birthday Minnie Mary Mckay Merrill (DHS ’48): Renton, WA
Reply from Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN.
In regards to Lee Stickland article; Lee, if in fact you do owe me $200 for my ping pong prowess, you can write that off as a small down payment for all that me and my family owe you and your family. I will always be indebted to you folks for what you did for us in our time of need. All the other good things were very nice of you to say also. It sounds as though I may have a new PR man, since my former one (Don Egbert) passed away. It always is so nice to have former team mates and classmates say nice thing about me. You were a big part of growing up and I wish I could of got the chance to thank your parents. I’ve always prayed for your parents to get to heaven, as I know if they don’t, then I sure don’t have a chance. Lee, you have a great day.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Picture Identification Request
From Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Gary,
I need some help with this one, please.
Will you post it and see if anyone can help me?  Lydia Larshus was Norma Johnson Manning’s grandmother, so there might be a few ladies your readers would recognize–Art Rude might be of some help/not sure about Doreen Larson. Some of these ladies attended Vinje Church (I know this isn’t a church picture.).  I think Lydia Larshus attended Rendahl Church–I think!  If Mrs. Anton Christianson is in the picture, I think she attended Rendahl.
1.   Thelma Slyter Kofoid (married to my uncle, Robert Kofoid)  I THINK!!
2.   ?
3.   ?
4.   ? (Boy?)
5.   I thought this was Clarice Vignes Kofoid (Frank), but one of the sons doesn’t think so.
6.   Lydia Larshus
7.   ?
8.   ?
9.   Nettie Larshus
10.  ?
11.  Viola Larson Kofoid (married to my uncle, Walter Kofoid). Her parents owned Cordelia Store.
12.  Gladys Iverson (Sister of Mathilda Iverson Amundson?)
Dorothy Larshus Clark identified Lydia and Gladys.
Being Lydia Larshus is in this picture, I wonder if Mrs. Anton Christianson might be one of the ladies?????
Thanks, Gary.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Amanda Schultz
(February 17, 1922 – December 20, 2010)

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Amanda Schultz, age 88, of Jamestown, ND and formerly of Valley City, ND and Donnybrook, ND died Monday, Dec. 20, 2010 at Eventide Nursing Home in Jamestown, ND. Funeral services will be conducted at 1 PM Monday, December 27, 2010 at the Lerud-Schuldt Funeral Home in Valley City with Rev. Dan Bader officiating. Burial will be at Kenmare, ND later in the spring.

Amanda Schultz was born Feb. 17, 1922 in Homen Township of Bottineau County, ND. She was raised there and also attended school in Homen Township. She later graduated from Bottineau High School and then attended the Bottineau State School of Forestry. She then worked in Bottineau at a coop store for 4 years. She married Clarence Schultz on June 15, 1944. The couple farmed at Little Prairie, north and west of Dunseith, ND and in 1949 moved into Dunseith where they operated a grocery store and later a garage. In 1953 they moved to Minot and in 1954 they moved to Donnybrook, ND where they owned and operated a grocery store and locker plant. They retired in 1989. Mr. Schultz died on Dec. 11, 1999 and she then moved to Valley City, ND. In May of 2008 she became a resident of Hi Acres Nursing Home in Jamestown, ND. Amanda was active in community affairs and was a member of the Methodist Church in Donnybrook,ND. Survivors include 2 daughters: Connie (Merlin) Trapp, Marion, ND and Terri (Dan) Bourdeau, Camano Island, WA; 4 grandchildren: Ryan Knecht, Stephanie (Robb) Lee, Joshua Bourdeau, and Cameron Bourdeau, and 4 great grandchildren: Jordan Lee, Brandan Lee, Alyssa Lee, and Dylan Knecht. She was preceded in death by her husband, parents, 2 brothers, and a sister.


Neola’s comments: Amanda’s parents were Albert/Clara Johnson Berg (P. 189 in Centennial Book).  They lived along Highway 43 (Peace Garden Road) in the Turtle Mts. northeast of Bottineau, ND.  Amanda’s sister was Arla (Mrs. Anthony Marteliano); her brothers were Martin (married to Alice Brudwick Berg–my aunt).  Martin/Alice have one daughter, Carol;  Alvin who was killed in a car accident many years ago.  Alvin’s wife was Lillian Torgerson Berg.  Lillian later married Reinard Schultz.  Alvin/Lillian’s children are Gary, Diane, Sharon and Guy.

Clarence/Amanda and Albert/Emma Christianson Halvorson owned the garage (Corner Service/Corner Garage) my dad bought in Dunseith in 1952 (?).  Dad sold the garage to Alvin Moe in 1960.


Posting of the day
Posted by Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (’65):  Rolette, ND


The Soldier stood and faced God,

Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

‘Step forward now, Marine,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?’
The Marine squared his shoulders and said,

‘No, Lord, I guess I have not.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can’t always be a saint
I’ve had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I’ve been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn’t mine to keep…
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear..
And sometimes, God, forgive me,

I’ve wept unmanly tears.
I know I don’t deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears

If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
It needn’t be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don’t, I’ll understand. 

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Marine waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God. 

‘Step forward now, Marine,
You’ve borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in Hell.’ 

Author Unknown~

It’s the Marine, Sailor, Soldier and Airmen not the reporter
Who has given us the Freedom of the Press.

It’s the Marine, Sailor, Soldier and Airmen not the poet,
Who has given us the Freedom of Speech.

It’s the Marine, Sailor, Soldier and Airmen not the politicians
That ensures our right to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness..

It’s the Marine, Sailor, Soldier and Airmen who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag


4/26/2013 (1773)

No Blog Tomorrow.
Bernadette and I are invited to a Birthday dinner tomorrow evening for a good friend of ours, so I won’t be posting a blog.
               Happy Birthday Warren Anderson (’65):  Rolette, ND
Dawn Gregory Allard
Reply from Muzette Berube Fiander (’74): MELBOURNE, FL 
Hi Gary,

So saddened to hear of my classmate Dawn Gregory Allard’s (’74) battle with breast cancer.  My thoughts and prayers are with you Dawn – be strong!
Muzette Berube Fiander (’74)
Thanks Gary,
Dawn Gregory Allard’s Benefit
Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Hi Gary,
I was going to scan/send Dawn’s benefit notice from the Courant, but see Rod Hiatt beat me to it.  Great!  I took 10 packages, or so, if caramels to Pride Dairy for the auction.  Actually, I’m apartment bound, so my next door neighbor, Linda Meyer, took the caramels to Pride Dairy.  I hope the benefit raises BIG BUCKS!!
I don’t know Scott Charrier, but it’s sad to hear anyone has cancer.  I hope his benefit goes very well, too.
Wally has picked up my Vista 7 and has everything hooked up–except my laser printer and my inkjet printer won’t work.  He can’t locate the disk for my scanner (Epsom V4550, or something), so that isn’t working as of now, either.  He’s been working on getting programs added/figuring it out/etc. for a couple of days now.  He has a Vista 7, but I’m guessing mine has newer features than his does.
Dennis Dubois (’63) Memories
From Lee Stickland (’64): Dickinson, ND
As well as Dennis Dubois being an exceptional basketball player, he is demonstrating his appreciation for great art.  He is also, reportedly, a golfer of extraordinary pursuit and accomplishment.  He and I had a ping pong tournament when in high school.  He says he won and I owe him $200.  I failed to keep the score card so have no valid reference thus the $200 is floating in the clouds or buried in the concrete of his most successful construction company.  Lee
Scott Charrier
Reply form Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN
In regards to Scott Charrier posting. I had stage 3 esophageal cancer 7 years ago. My staging was T3N1M0, I’m sure you’ll recognize this. I had 5FU and Cisplatin chem combo,along with 28 radiation treatments, then I had surgery (Ivor Lewis procedure) at Mayo. Dr. Mark Allen, the head Thoracic Surgeon did the surgery. I believe this will be the protocol that you will receive, as I just visited with some new esophageal cancer patients at Mayo and that is still the protocol that is being used. If you have any questions, feel free to call me at 763-755-4144. I made it and I know you can too. I hope to hear from you.
1965 Basketball March Madness in Belcourt
Posted by Les Halvorson (Teacher):  Bottineau, ND
hi Gary,
now that our college march madness is over thought I would send you the teams that made up the March madness in Belcourt in 1965.  Still have plenty of snow around here..see you in July….Les
Thank you Les for sharing this with us. I know this will bring back many good memories to a lot of our readers.
Folks, please see the attachment for the complete listing of all of the local Rolette County High Schools and others. I pasted Dunseith’s below. The whole list is just too big for posting in the body of this email message.
Picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the Day
Posted by Cecile Carbonneau Marchand (’51):   Clearwater, FL
Just a little joke from Florida. North Dakota just seems to stay with us no matter where we are. I really enjoy your Blog. Keep it up

A young guy from North Dakota moves to Florida and goes to a big “everything under one roof” department store looking for a job.

The Manager says, “Do you have any sales experience?” The kid says “Yeah. I was a vacuum salesman back in North Dakota .”

Well, the boss was unsure, but he liked the kid and figured he’d give him a shot, so he gave him the job.

“You start tomorrow. I’ll come down after we close and see how you did.”

His first day on the job was rough, but he got through it. After the store was locked up, the boss came down to the sales floor.

“How many customers bought something from you today son?”

The kid frowns and looks at the floor and mutters, “One”.

The boss says “Just one?!!?
Our sales people average sales to 20 to 30 customers a day.

That will have to change, and soon, if you’d like to continue your employment here. We have very strict standards for our sales force here in Florida .

One sale a day might have been acceptable in North Dakota , but you’re not on the farm anymore, son.”

The kid took his beating, but continued to look at his shoes, so the boss felt kinda bad for chewing him out on his first day.

He asked (semi-sarcastically), “So, how much was your one sale for?”

The kid looks up at his boss and says “$101,237.65″.

The boss, astonished, says $101,237.65?!? What the heck did you sell?”

The kid says, “Well, first, I sold him some new fish hooks.

Then I sold him a new fishing rod to go with his new hooks.

Then I asked him where he was going fishing and he said down the coast, so I told him he was going to need a boat, so we went down to the boat department and I sold him a twin engine Chris Craft.

Then he said he didn’t think his Honda Civic would pull it, so I took him down to the automotive department and sold him that Ford 4×4 Expedition.”

The boss said “A guy came in here to buy a fish hook and you sold him a boat and a TRUCK!?”

The kid said “No, the guy came in here to buy tampons for his wife, and I said, ‘Dude, your weekend’s shot, you should go fishing………


4/25/2013 (1772)

Another reminder for the Benefit for Dawn Allard

Posted by Rod Hiatt (’69):  Bottineau, ND
(Live auction items will be sold between 11:00 and 1:00)
She has breast cancer and is having treatments in Bismarck. The Benefit is a BREAKFAST/AUCTION/SILENT AUCTION at Bottineau High School in the Multipurpose Room, Sunday, April 28th, 8AM until 1PM. Donations for auctions are welcome. Drop-Off at Pride Dairy or Bottineau Armory. Supplemental Funds provided by Thrivent Financial for Lutherans.
Correction to yesterday’s Class of 67 posting
From LeaRae Parrill Espe (’67):  Bottineau, ND
Whoop! I should have said -we rode home on a flat bed, not flatbread.
Until you mentioned it I read your message as flat bed. It is funny how our minds work.
Scott Charrier has cancer
Face Book posting from David Schimetz
Today’s posting
From Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN
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Folks, This is video is absolutely amazing.
Dennis, Thank you for sharing

4/24/2013 (1771)

Orvin Hagen
Reply from Linda Gardner (BHS ’68):  Vienna, VA

Hi Gary – May be we will be able to meet in ND.  I plan to be there the first 8 days in July.  Will be staying with my brother, Lloyd, in Towner but I’m sure I’ll be up to Bottineau at least once or more.  I spoke with Orvin over the weekend to see if he wants to come up with me.  I’m flying into Fargo and renting a car from there.  He said he’d get back to me.  He had to yodel and sing for me, of course.  What a guy!

Yes Linda we’d love to see you and Orvin too. I will give him a call too. If you can get Orvin to Dunseith/Bottineau we will have to have a big reunion.
Class of 67
Reply from LeaRae Parrill Espe (’67):  Bottineau, ND
Reply to Joan LaCroix’s picture.  I remember that Joan had a birthday party at her farm.  She must have taken the picture. I believe we were in 6th grade.  I remember Mary Helen Anderson (and also Gene Anderson) joined our class that year from country school. I remember going home through Dave Eurich’s pasture-it was only a little over a mile across the back way.  I think Joan’s sister Donna drove  and we rode on some type of flatbread.
 Are Karen Davis and Barbara Allery still in the Dunseith area? I have lost track of them.
Our class has never had our own reunion. What do ;you think -class of 67-should we wait four more years and go for 50?  Can we afford to wait?  Most of us are still here, but we have lost Florence Gunville and Ronnie LaRocque.  Ronnie was in the class of 37 of us who started in 1955 with my mom, Mildred Parrill. as our teacher.
I believe Ronnie fell behind after missing alot of days for sickness.
Jim Berube, Mary Helen Anderson, Beverly Azure, Mary Ann Casavant  and I met a few times to try to plan and make contacts for a 40th when Dunseith was 125 in 2007. Jim ordered shirts so if he still has them we might have to wear them and try to pretend we are 10 years younger!
 We didn’t get much of a response at the all school.
I think we have everyone identified on Joan’s picture, please correct the spellings K. Flynn, Sharon Tooke, Patsy Medrud. Thanks Gary.  LeaRae
Joke of the day
Posted by Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND
There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband. For
A wife came home late one night, and quietly opened the door to their
bedroom. From under the blanket she saw four legs instead of two.

She reached for a baseball bat and started hitting the blanket as hard as
she could.

She left the covered bodies groaning and went to the kitchen to get a

As she entered the kitchen, she saw her husband reading a magazine.

“Hi Darling”, he said, “Your parents have come to visit, so I let them
stay in our bedroom, did you say hello?”

4/23/2013 (1770)

Plans to visit the States this coming summer.
Bernadette and I are planning a trip back to the states this coming summer. We have reservations on hold departing Cebu on June 25th and returning on August 12th. Those are the dates that I think we will be locking in. We plan on spending the whole month of July and a few days of August in North Dakota. From Cebu we’ll be flying into Seattle. We haven’t decided yet if we’ll fly or drive from Seattle back to ND. We’ll be staying with my brother Darrel (Bud) and Debby in Bottineau.
No Blog yesterday
I was kind of busy yesterday and didn’t get a blog posted.
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

      Diane,  I admit I told the blond joke to Larry Hackman but I
intentionally left your name out.  He must have figured that out by
himself.  Sorry.

     My grandmother started about 80 years ago to write down the day
each spring that the ice would finally be completely gone from Horseshoe
Lake.  We have watched this for every year since and the average date
has been April 17.  It has varied a few times by a couple days one way
or the other.  Right now we have about 3 feet of ice and around a foot
of snow on top of that.  Unless the temperature goes to record highs in
the next few days and stays that way,  we will probably have ice on the
lake until late in May.  This is one of the coldest springs I can ever
remember.  So much for global warming.  This morning we got another 3-4
inches of snow which kind of adds insult to injury.  Thanks Gary!


Girls from the Class of 67 Photo
Posted by Joan LaCroix Lannie (’67):  Olive Branch, MS
Reply from LeaRae Parrill Espe (’67):  Bottineau, ND
Reply to Joan LaCroix’s picture.  I think the Barbara is Barbara Allery.  Barbara Landsverk is also a classmate, but a true blonde Norwegian.  LeaRae
Reply from Joan LaCroix Lannie (’67):   Olive Branch, MS
I don’t know who the girl is behind Sharon Took.
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
     Gary,  I think the names on the picture of the class of ’67 girls
are correct but the back row is right to left.  Nora Azure is on the far
right, then Mary Anderson, Linda Walter, Kay Flynn,  and the far left
might be Barbara Allery.  Front left side with the checkered coat is
Sharon Tooke,  Karen Davis, LeaRae Parrill, Beth Fauske, and Patsy Medrud.

Joke of the day
Posted by Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND

   A clearly inebriated woman, stark naked, jumped into a taxi in Fargo and laid down on the back seat.

Ole the cab driver, opened his eyes wide and stared at the woman. He made no attempt to start the cab.

The woman glared back at him and said, “What’s wrong with you, honey? – Haven’t you ever seen a naked woman before?”

Ole answered, “Let me tell you sumsing, lady – I vasn’t staring at you like you tink; det vould not be proper vair I come from.”

The drunk woman giggled and responded, “Well, if you’re not staring at my boobs or butt sweetie, what are you doing then?”

Ole paused a moment, then told her…”Vell, M’am, I am looking and I am looking, and I am tinking to myself,’Vair in da hell is dis lady keeping de money to pay for dis ride?


4/21/2013 (1769)

     Happy Birthday Sherri Slyter Millang: Bottineau, ND
Reply from Tom Hagen (’51): Mesa, AZ
Hi, Gary thanks for the posting of my birthday on April 19–we thank you for your blog every time we open it!!!
Girls from the Class of 67
Posted by Joan LaCroix Lannie (’67):   Olive Branch, MS
I found a picture I took of my class in 1961.
I love your blog Gary.
Thank you,
Is the girl, behind and between Beth Fauske and Patsy Medrude, that you said may be Barbara, possibly Barbara Landsverk? She was the only Barbara in your class.
Back Row: Nota Azure, Mary Anderson, Linda Walters, and Kay Flynn.
Front row: Sharon Took, Karen Davis, Lee Ray Parrill, Beth Fauske, Patsy Medrude
The girl on the left in the plaid jacket I can’t remember her name Barbara maybe?? 

Congratulations Bill Grimme (’65) for a job well done.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Dan LaCroix’s father was Oscar,
brother to Ernest and Henry
Going away dinner for Art Hagen
After 5 1/2 months, Art will be leaving Cebu tomorrow headed back to Bottineau. We had dinner with Art/Rose and several other friends this evening. Art will be missed and not only by us either. Rose will be joining Art in Bottineau in a few months.
Going from this 90 Plus degree heat to this years late winter of ND will be quite a shock for Art. Today it was 93 F. 94 is the warmest I have ever seen it here in Cebu in the past 10 years. At the moment, ND would be a real tolerant challenge for Rose.
Joke of the day
Posted by Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61):  Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND
A Norwegian Math Test — Dis only verks for doze in Minnnasoda or Viskonsin…don’t cha know!
Ole, a Norwegian fella wants a job, but the foreman doesn’t want to hire him, so he says he won’t hire him until he passes a little math test. Here is your first question, the foreman said. ‘Without using numbers, represent the number 9.’
‘Witout numbers?’ The Norwegian says, ‘Dat’s easy.’ and proceeds to draw three trees.
What’s this?’ the boss asks.
Vot! You got no brain? Tree and tree and tree make nine,’ says the Norwegian.
 ‘Fair enough,’ says the boss. ‘Here’s your second question. Use the same rules, but this time represent the number 99.’
The Norwegian stares into space for a while, then picks up the picture that he has just drawn and makes a smudge on each tree. ‘Dar ya go!’
The boss scratches his head and says, ‘How on earth do you get that to represent 99?’
‘You must be from Iowa …Each of DA trees is dirty now. So, it’s dirty tree, and dirty tree, and dirty tree. Dat is 99.’
The boss is getting worried that he’s going to actually have to hire this Norwegian, so he says, ‘All right, last question. Same rules again, but represent the number 100.’
The Norwegian fella stares into space some more, then he picks up the picture again and makes a little mark at the base of each tree and says, ‘Dar ya go! Von hundred!’
The boss looks at the attempt. ‘You must be nuts if you think that represents a hundred!’
The Norwegian winces and shakes his head…UFF-DAH…you must be a Finlander from Iowa. He leans forward and points to the marks at the base of each tree and says, ‘A little dog come along and pooped by each tree. So now you got dirty tree and a turd, dirty tree and a turd, and dirty tree and a turd, and dat makes von hundred!
So, ven do I start?

4/20/2013 (1768)

Happy Birthday Marc Gottbreht: Medical Lake, WA
Reply to Larry Hackman’s blond Joke
From Diane Larson Sjol (’70):  Lake Metigoshe, ND


Who told you that story about me?


Dunseith Journal
Reply from Keith Pladson (’66):  Roanoke Rapids, NC
Hi Gary,
I enjoyed Neola’s posting of the newspaper of Jan. 1954.  In particular it had an ad for the line up of new Fords.  That reminded me that the first car I owned was a 1954 Ford that I bought in 1966 and it had a flat head V8 engine just like the ad mentioned.  I kept that car for less than a year and then sold it to my cousin Marvin Olson.  What I remember most about it was not how it looked, how it handled or how much power it had (or didn’t have), but rather that it burned about as much oil as it did gas.  Good memory, Neola, thanks for the post.
Keith Pladson (66)

Face Book Capture from Susan Fassett Martin (’65)
                      Susan Fassett and Charlie Carbonneau 
Correction to the Hagen Brothers picture posted yesterday
I was really absent minded when I labeled this picture yesterday. Not sure what I was thinking, but I knew better. That is Donnie Nelson, not Oliver Nelson in this picture. Donnie and Oliver are brothers. When their mother died Donnie was very young, so Orvin raised him. For all practical purposes, they are father and son.
Tommy and I say Tommy, because that is how your were always referred to by Orvin, I hope you had a wonderful Birthday.
Joke of the day
Posted by Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61): Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND
Frozen Crabs & the Blond Stewardess…

For those you that feel I pick on blondes.
A lawyer boarded an airplane in Halifax with a box of frozen crabs and asked a blond stewardess to take care of them for him.
She took the box and promised to put it in the crew’s refrigerator. He advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for them staying frozen, mentioning in a very haughty manner that he was a lawyer, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if she let them thaw out.
Needless to say, she was annoyed by his behavior. Shortly before landing in Toronto, she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, “Would the lawyer who gave me the crabs in Halifax, please raise your hand?”
Not one hand went up …. so she took them home and ate them.
Two lessons here:
1. Lawyers aren’t as smart as they think they are.
2. Blonds aren’t as dumb as most folk think.

4/19/2013 (1767)

No Blog Yesterday
With our monthly Expat dinner last night, I did not get a blog posted.
                  Happy Birthday Tom Hagen (DHS ’51):  Mesa, AZ
Last night at the Waterfront Hotel
Bernadette with our good friend Em-Em.
Art and Gary with the beauty of the Philippine.  I’d say we are a couple of lucky guys
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the day
Posted by Wally Garbe (Neola’s Husband) Minot, ND
Do you remember the famous Olympic skier Picabo Street

(pronounced Pee-Ka-Boo) Well, Picabo is not just an athlete.

She is now a nurse currently working at an Intensive Care Unit of a large

metropolitan hospital. She is not permitted to answer the hospital telephones

any longer. It caused too much confusion when she would answer the phone and say,

Picabo, I.C.U.


4/17/2013 (1766)

  Happy  Birthday  Connie  Fauske  Monte  (’62): Fort  Myers, Florida
Face Book Capture from Janice LaCroix Kester
Face Book Capture from Susan Fassett Martin (’65)
Art Hagen,
After 5 1/2 months, Art will be leaving us on Monday, headed back to Bottineau. We will miss him. It has been so nice having him around.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the Day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND
Heard the story about the blond whose car stopped right out in front of a shop?
She asked the mechanic if he thought he could fix it? 
He went out and worked on it a while and came back in. 
She asked what was wrong? 
He said,  “Just shit in the carburetor.” 
She said,  “Oh.  How often do I have to do that?” 
Blond  gal,  I bet.

4/16/2012 (1765)

No Blog yesterday
For the record I did not get a blog posted yesterday.
Rose and Art Hagen have spent the past 10 days in Manila and will be returning this afternoon.  Bernadette and I will pick them up at the airport at 4:35 PM. Then we plan to go out and eat at the 50’s Restaurant.
Benefit for Dawn Gregory Allard:
Posted by Twila Gregory Peterson
She has breast cancer and is having treatments in Bismarck. The Benefit is a BREAKFAST/AUCTION/SILENT AUCTION at Bottineau High School in the Multipurpose Room, Sunday, April 28th, 8AM until 1PM. Donations for auctions are welcome. Drop-Off at Pride Dairy or Bottineau Armory. Supplemental Funds provided by Thrivent Financial for Lutherans.
This is from Twila Peterson, (Dawn’s sister)
Face book posting
Shelly Fulsebakke Albertson (’72) is flying to Houston, TX
When I saw this, I couldn’t resist posting. Please give your mother our regards in Texas.
Peter Gillis (’65) Update
Message from Verena Gillis:  Dunseith, ND
Hi Gary,
Just wanted to touch base with everyone on Pete’s situation.  He has been
in and out of the Fargo VA hospital for the last 3 weeks.  Sugar was very
high, potassium very high and developed a terrible rash all over his body,
mainly a huge mass on his neck.  He had been taking Zytiga, a new cancer
drug and we suspect this all had to do with the new drug.  So he quit the
drug and the rash is slowly disappearing.  Sugar is still up and down but
that can’t be helped as long as he is on the steroid.  A scan was done two
weeks ago and they suspect the cancer is going into his liver so we are
now awaiting word on an appointment at the VA hospital in Minneapolis
where they will do an ultra-sound and a biopsy of his liver.  There is
also a small nodule showing on his lung but due to the size feel they are
just going to follow up on it since it is too small to biopsy right now.
It has been rough as I have never seen him this sick in all the 17 years
of fighting this terrible disease.  He has lost 17 lbs. and is very weak,
can’t do much walking right now without tiring out easy.  I just wanted
you all to know what has been happening in the lives of Pete and Verena
Gillis – We will keep you updated as we find out – keep the prayers
We are so sorry to hear of Pete’s condition. Please give him our regards and tell him we are always thinking of him. He is a good guy with the best possible nurse (you) that any guy could ever have. I am sure he knows that too. Our thoughts and prayers are with him and you too.

Reply from Dennis Dubois (’63): Minneapolis, MN.
Thanks to Allen Richard for the beautiful video on old barns. Some days I feel like an old barn, this made me feel a lot better about the old barn feeling. Have a good day to all and keep up the good work, it brings a lot of smiles into my life. 
Reply from Marlys Hiatt (’71):  Dunseith, ND

It was wonderful to see Irene Fassett as I remember her.  Such a beautiful
lady inside and out.
Marlys Hiatt

Face book Capture from Cheryl Sebelius
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:   Bottineau & Minot, ND
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:   Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the day
Posted by Verena Gillis:  Dunseith, ND
Subject: Three Women.








4/14/2013 (1764)

Reply from David Slyter (’70):  Sabin, MN

Thank you for the birthday wishes and also for the picture of my daughter Stacey, my granddaughter Anastasia and myself.  Much appreciated.

Also thank you for all that you do.  It is always fun to open the daily blog and see what is next. 

Dave Slyter (70)
Face Book Reply to yesterday’s Joke
From Ele Dietrich Slyter (’69):  Dunseith, ND
Thank you to Keith Pritchard and Gary Stokes for sharing this…I must admit I laughed until I cried and am still giggling!
Old Barns and People
youtube posting from Allen Richard (’65): Midland, MI
Love to everyone on the blog!
I think you will enjoy this.
Face Book pictures captured from Susan Fassett Martin (’65)

4/13/2013 (1763)

Happy Birthday David Slyter (DHS ’70): Sabin, MN
Reply from Glen Williams (’52):  Missoula,  MT
Thanks for the kind Birthday wishes…79 going for at least 80

Glen Williams

1961 Salem Bible School Picture replies.
Thanks to all of your inputs, I think we nailed this one.
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND

     I bet we will be surprised who the other kid on the left is when someone figures it out.  If his face wasn’t so shadowed,  it would help too but that can’t really be helped.  The face is too round for a Pritchard and doesn’t look much like an older Lagerquist—Rodney is darker and Lyle is way too thin.  Could it have been someone from further west or south?  If Leroy Rude was there,  maybe someone else from his direction came along.  Gary while you’re at it,  maybe you can put my email in (sent on 4/10) about Mavis Fulsebakke  being behind Sandra Hagen.  Maybe someone else saw that too. 


Gary and Friends,

       I was just studying the Salem picture and think there may be
another answer about Mavis Fulsebakke attending and not being in the
picture.  If my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me,  I think there is
another girl sitting in front of the teacher and directly behind Sandra
Hagen.  That’s not all Sandra’s hair,  I’m guessing.  The girl might
have just moved over a little right when the picture was snapped and was
right behind Sandra so can’t really be seen. Again,  just a guess on my
part.  Thanks Gary!


You have a good eye. There is another person sitting behind Sandra Hagen. I think your guess is right about that being Mavis Fulsebakke. I am 95% sure she was in attandance that year. The 2nd in from the left nestled between Carol and Susan I think is Roberta Hagen. She would have been about 4 years old. Ellen Hagen is a year older so she was about 5.
Ray Lagerquist’s (’70) Reply
Posted by Aimee Lagerquist (’97):   Boulder, MT
Hi Gary,
I printed off the picture and gave it to my dad. He said that the one on the bottom row on the viewer’s left is Dale. He does remember going to this Bible School. We are pretty sure he is the kid in the group of boys on the viewer’s right-second row down first kid on the viewer’s left. He still sits like that today. He also didn’t know who the kid on the far right in the same row is. Hope this helps-

Reply from Allen Rude (BHS ’69):  Watertown, SD
The picture of the guy next to me is Ronald Bjornseth, my first cousin, BHS 70,  son of Ralph and Luella (Boardman) Bjornseth.  I don’t remember for sure but Ron might have been staying with us when he went to Bible school with me.  Allen Rude
1961 Salem Bible School Picture
Two teachers: Donna Brandvold & Karen Soland
Girls L to R: Carol Pritchard, Roberta Hagen, Susan Hagen, Ellen Hagen,
Mavis Fulsebakke next to Ellen partially hidden behind Sandra Hagen, Sandra Hagen & Karen Hagen.
Front Boys: Dale Largerquist, Leroy Rude with motorcycle cap, Art Hagen 
Three boys sitting upper right on top: Darrel (Bud), Allen and Gary Stokes
Three boys sitting upper right 2nd down: Ray Lagerquist, Allen Rude and Ron Bjornseth
Joke of the day
Posted by Keith Pritchard (BHS ’74):  Bottineau, ND
Last weekend I saw something at Larry’s Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my
interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a
little something extra for my wife. What I came across was a 100
000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer.

The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long term
adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to

WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home… I
loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I
was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and
pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I’d get the blue arc of
electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.

AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot
is on the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it
couldn’t be all that bad with only two AAA batteries, right?

There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really
needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.

I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and
then thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to
give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want
some assurance that it would work as advertised.

Am I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses
perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and
Tazer in another.

The directions said that:

a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant;

a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of
bodily control; and

a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the
ground like a fish out of water.

Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.

All the while I’m looking at this little device measuring about 5″ long,
less than 3/4 inch in circumference (loaded with two itsy, bitsy AAA
batteries); pretty cute really, and thinking to myself, ‘no possible way!’

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I’ll do my best.

I’m sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side
so as to say, ‘Don’t do it stupid,’ reasoning that a one second burst from
such a tiny lil ole thing couldn’t hurt all that bad.. I decided to give
myself a one second burst just for heck of it.

I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and…


I’m pretty sure Hulk Hogan ran in through the side door, picked me up in the
recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over
again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with
tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere
to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position,
and tingling in my legs! The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard
before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously
in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the
living room.

If you ever feel compelled to ‘mug’ yourself with a Tazer,
one note of caution:

There is NO such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself! You will
not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent
thrashing about on the floor!
A three second burst would be considered conservative!

A minute or so later (I can’t be sure, as time was a relative thing at that
point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed
the landscape.

My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace.
* The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it
originally was.
* My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching..
* My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip
weighed 88 lbs.
* I had no control over the drooling.
* Apparently I had crapped in my shorts, but was too numb to know for sure,
and my sense of smell was gone.
* I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head, which I believe came from my hair

I’m still looking for my testicles and I’m offering a significant reward for
their safe return!

PS: My wife can’t stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift and now
regularly threatens me with it!

If you think education is difficult, try being stupid!!!!

4/12/2013 (1762)

      Happy birthday Glen Williams  (’52):  Missoula,  MT
Reply to Bernadette’s Manicure/Pedicure & Hair styling
From Diane Larson Sjol (’70): Lake Metigoshe, ND

I think I am due to go to the Phillippines for a makeover!

You are most welcome to come and visit us anytime. The same invitation is extended to each and everyone of you too.
These Filipino folks are good pampers. It is in their blood. Being from America is an added plus too.
Pritchard, Thompson, Stokes Photo
Reply from Mary Eurich Knutson (’62): Dunseith, ND
 Hi  Gary

      My thoughts on the picture of the  two men with your dad

.   The far left I bellieve is Corbin Pritchard and the one in the middle looks like could be Willie Thompson.   Ella Pladsons brother.    Maybe Keith or Dale can verify.     Later.   Mary 

Reply from Lillian Thompson Bergstrom (DHS ’36): Superior, WS
Posted by her son Ron Cain:  
Greetings cuz:  As per my mother-the photo you sent and wanted confirmation is as follows: left to rt.-Corbin Pritchard-your mothers bro. William C.(could stand for Clarence and, if memory serves me right-was the twin borther of your grandfather Ulysses Thompson and Robert Stokes.
Thank you so much Lillian and Ron too for passing this info along.
Lillian, I am not sure of your year of birth, but I do know that you are very close to my dad’s age and he was born in 1915. I believe that at this very moment, you are the oldest living to have graduated from Dunseith High School.  With the difficulties of going to school back in your day, it took a little longer for some to get through school. I am guessing that you were 20 plus when you graduated from DHS in 1936. Willie in the picture below is your brother.  Corbin Pritchard and Robert Stokes were both your first cousins.
Mary Eurich Knutson, We want to thank you too for your keen eye in identifying Willie in the picture below. Your input got the ball rolling for positive identification from Willie’s family.  Per Keith Pladson’s reply below, Willie died in the late 50’s.
Pritchard, Thompson, Stokes Photo
Reply from Keith Pritchard (BHS ’74):  Bottineau, ND
Dad was born in 1917. I really never heard much of the Thompson side of the family when I was growing up. However, Willard Lasher was very knowledgeable and told me many stories when I had the chance to talk to him. Sadly, I did not record the stories and he is now gone. I think Mary should sit down with a recorder and just start rambling whenever she gets the urge. I suspect that you and she are more knowledgeable, about the local histories and genealogies, than the vast majority of those of us who care about such matters. Dale and Keith Pladson seem pretty sharp as well.    Thank you for keeping some of this history alive.
Pritchard, Thompson, Stokes Photo
Reply from Dale Pritchard (’63):  Leesville, LA

Hi All,

I held off on this because I couldn’t make a decision on Corbin.  Sorry, Bill and Keith.  You guys are welcome to jump in here and help out whenever you want.  The man in the middle reminded me of someone I knew, or thought I knew.  To my knowledge, I never met Willie Thompson so whatever I said would have been wrong.  Gary, there’s no mistaking your Dad!


Pritchard, Thompson, Stokes Photo
Reply from John Tangen (BHS ’69):   Calistoga, CA.

Keith and Gary,

My thoughts exactly.  Though I never met Uncle Bill (Willie), sure looks like the pictures I’ve seen of him.


Note: John’s mother, Esther Thompson Tangen, was a brother to Willie Thompson.
Willie Thompson Info and ID
From Keith Pladson (’66): Roanoke Rapids, NC

My sisters Tina and Florence and cousin John Tangen all agree that it is William (Willy) Thompson our Uncle.  Like me, none of them remember ever seeing or knowing him in real life, but all have seen photographs of him.  I just wish I could put my fingers on the one photo I have of him in his Navy uniform as it would pretty much seal the deal.  For your information, he married a lady named Rose (I’m not sure where she was from – perhaps Wisconsin or Minnesota) and they lived in southern Wisconsin and didn’t come back on visits to ND often, if at all.  He died in the late 1950s if my memory serves me right.  So that is why none of us siblings or cousins are real clear on identifying him.  We were all surprised and delighted that his son (our cousin) Matthew (Matt) Thompson came to mom’s funeral in 2001.  After the funeral we all went to Dan and Marges’ to have a get together.  It was really a good time (though the reason we were all there was not!) as we ate and sang and visited for several hours.  What was really fantastic was that we all got to not only meet our estranged cousin but, even better, we got to know a little about him and his life/family.  Matt also has a sister (another cousin), but right now I can’t recall her name.  Both he and his sister lived in Southwestern Wisconsin at that time.

Mom had only one brother (Willie) and he and mom were closest in age so they were pretty close in many ways.  I think Mom really missed having him live so far away (at least it was far in those days) and I know how hurt she was when he died as she was pregnant (again!) and couldn’t travel to Wisconsin to his funeral – dad, of course, did go.  I don’t remember much of the details of that time and can’t remember which sibling she was pregnant with, but it was really hard on her.

We can always wonder what might have been, but I really would have liked to have known him.

Thanks Gary

So, I guess this is Corbin Pritchard, William (Willie) Thompson and Robert (Bob) Stokes


4/11/2013 (1761)

No Blog yesterday

For General info I did not get a blog posted yesterday. Bernadette had a Manicure, Pedicure and her hair styled last night at the mall. We closed the mall, so by the time we got home it was too late to get a blog out. Today we went back to another mall and got home an hour or so earlier than last night. It is getting kind of late, so I am going with what I have. I didn’t want to go two days in a row without a posting.
When Bernadette was in the beauty salon, I walked the mall. With my passing the Salon, at one point there were 5 operators working on Bernadette. One on each limb with her manicure/pedicure and another one working on her hair, plus her niece, Novie, who accompanies her, sitting on the sideline. They say only in the Philippines. They like to gather and chat too. Of coarse Bernadette gave them all a tip too.
Reply from Marlene Lilleby Palmquist (’53):  Ephrata, WA
Just want you to know how many people from  Dunseith and probably many Not from Dunseith are
enjoying your Blogs.  Each day I look forward to seeing them pop up and hearing about people
out of my past and where they are and what they are doing. 
We were fortunate to take a trip back to North Dakota last summer and  my cousin Bob Leonard
showed us many of the old places, including where the Lilleby’s farmed and the Peace Garden
ending with dinner at Dales with Johnny & Lowell and their wifes. It brought back so many memories.
The Egbert brothers in the threshing picture were my grandfather Adrian’s brothers and was taken
a few years before I was born.
I am so sorry to hear the trials that Bernadette is going through now.  It is wonderful that you have
so many wonderful friends that  are a big support to you both during this trying time.
My prayers for her complete recovery are with you both.
Marlene Lilleby Palmquist
Reply from Allen Rude (BHS ’69): Watertown, SD.
I have been receiving copies of your email chains from Chuck Carboneau for the last year and thoroughly enjoy them, I can’t believe how many times I and the Rude family has been in the thread.  I have recognized so many people from our past from the Turtle Mountains from the emails.  I have lived in Watertown,SD for the last 27 years and many next to Chuck and Sherry Carboneau so the Hills loop is continued.  I am from the BHS 1969 class and closest to  your brother,Bud  and visit at Christmas when at home.  I am closing in on my last year of full employment as a civil engineer with a precast concrete company for 40 years responsible for business in South Dakota.  It has been very rewarding but corporate world is getting old and Chuck has been needing a daily ice fishing partner and he has been patient.
    The miracle of the computer has sure made the world smaller as I know where you hale from, thanks for being involved to keep many ND people in the loop,
I remain, Allen Rude
It is a small world. I replied to Allen with a personal message.
For general info, Allen is Virgil Rude’s brother. Virgil has been mentioned various times with our postings and with several of his own postings too. Allen and Virgil’s Parents were Alfred and Viola Bjornseth Rude. LaVerne, Glen and Arliss Rude are Allen and Virgil’s double first cousins. Allen graduated from Bottineau in 1969. Rod Hiatt, I believe that was your class too.
I remember Allen so well from our childhood days. As I mentioned to him, the Rude’s, Bergan’s and Stokes’ were pretty close in those days. We were together, often times, multiple times, each week. We were one big happy family. I have not seen Allen since 1965. That is 48 years ago.
Allen, it was such a pleasant surprise hearing from you. We now have you on our distribution too. 
March 13,1961
Joke of the day
Posted by Rosemary Smith:

4/9/2013 (1760)

Bernadette Stokes’ condition.
Bernadette was recovering so well and was nearly back to normal. The past few days she has relapsed. Her words are sometimes slurred and her motor skills are affected. Hopefully this faze will pass too.
Happy Birthday Linda Gardner (BHS ’68): Vienna, VI
Reply form our former Ackworth teacher, Mrs. Phelps’ son, Terry.
Gary  Yes you got the right Terry. It was great to see those pictures, It brought back a lot of memories. We are retired and live in Sebeka MN. We haven’t been back to Turtle Mountains for some time.Thanks for sending the info.  TERRY
Gary’s reply to Terry.
Hello Terry,
Your mother was my teacher from Grade 3 thru Grade 7. Arlene was in my grade too and attended Ackworth the years that your mother taught there. She and I were the only two in our grade. The rest of the years I was Solo. Your mother was highly respected and a great teacher too. We Ackworth kids were very fortunate to have had her for the four years she was at Ackworth.
I remember well hearing of Arlene’s death too. I was in the hay field when I got the word. As I remember it was in the fall of 1964. The word was she died of an aneurism at the St. John HS. She left us much too early in life too.
As I remember, I only met you several times, but your mother and Arlene often spoke of you, so we all knew well who you were. I remember visiting your folks several times. As I remember they lived on the south side of Highway 43 a few miles west of St. John.
It is great hearing from you and I am glad that I was able to locate you.
Take care,
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,      The girl on the left in the Salem Bible School Picture sure looks
like Carol Pritchard to me.  If you compare the picture of Carol in the
the Pritchard family photo in message 1755 and the girl in the Salem
Bible School picture in 1759,  they look the same to me.  I might be
wrong so I can certainly be corrected with no problem.     Gary,  your old Model A was actually a ’30.  I see it has a ’35
Ford 16″ rear wheel and a probably a ’30 Model A 19″ wheel up front with
a bigger tire than normal.  ‘Run what you have’  is the way it was done
back then.  Lots of those old Model A cars were cut off to make
pickups.  They were just old junk cars back then so why not make
something useful?  I remember being on the south side of the grade
school ( It was the ONLY school at the time–1960-61) in Dunseith and
seeing Joe Boguslawski driving a cut off Model A that had just the
windshield and the cowl left on it for a body.  He had a wooden plank
bed built on the back and there were a bunch of kids sitting across the
back of the bed,  which stuck way out behind the rear axle.   They were
all laughing and having a good old time.  I watched as Joe revved up the
old engine and dumped the clutch and with all the kids way out on the
back,  he could do a ‘wheelie’ with the old jalopy.  I was pretty
impressed as a 10 year old kid.  First vehicle I ever saw do an actual
dragster type wheelie!  It was running all of 35 horsepower,  I
suppose.  I kind of doubt there was a license on the old crate either
and my guess would be ‘Fred Flintstone’ type brakes like most of them
had.  The bunch of kids that day didn’t care!  Thanks Gary!


Comparing the two pictures, I am very sure you are right about that being Carol Pritchard in the Bible School photo. For comparison, I have cropped the two pictures side by side from both photos. I think I remember Carol attending Bible School at Salem that year too. I know that Mavis Fulsebakke attended Bible school at Salem too and I am thinking it was this same year. The gal sitting recessed between Carol and Susan Hagen may very well be Mavis and not Roberta Hagen as I thought yesterday.
Thorn picture
Reply from Carmen Richard:  Rolette, ND
The picture of the “Young Men from Thorne” is printed in the Rolette Centennial book-page 502. It was taken in 1916 and they are named as follows

back row- Charle Marcil,Exphrin Robert,AD Robert,Joe Menard,
middle row-Albert Casavant, Octance Morin, Toby Daily, and Aldrech  Blanchard
front row- Gene Casavant, Joe Boucher.

How about those French names !!! They were identified by Bernadette Casavant Boucher when she submitted the picture for the book.
Willow City Threshing Crew:
Reply from Mildred Crum Rude (’55 and deceased) daughter Tarri Rude Steiger.
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
Hi Neola,I have thought a lot about this photo since you sent it out a couple of years ago. My dad said he just could not see good enough to help me id people in it so i decided to send a print to my uncle Rick Rude in Overly. He is not positive the man in the center is my grandpa (Clarence Rude) but we talked and we both are fairly certain it is. He is going to show the print my uncle and his wife and see what they think. You likely know them, Don & Doris Rude.He was able to add a name, the man on the bottom row with all the hair is Charlie Jensen.

Hope you are well,

Tarri Rude Steiger

1932 Willow City threshing crew
4th Row: (1)Boone (Lady),  (2)Jim Egbert, (3)Charley Schultz,  (4)Henry Durdle
3rd Row: (5)??,  (6)Andrew Stockburger or Clarence Rude,  (7)??
2nd Row: (8)Dave Eurich Sr., (9)George Egbert
1st Row: (10)Dave Eurich Jr.,  (11)Charlie Jensen
Joke of the day
Posted by Rosemary Smith:  Bottineau, ND

4/8/2013 (1759)

            Happy birthday Esther Murray (DHS ’65): Flint, MI
Reply from Bradley Salmonson (’61):   Idaho Falls, ID
Gary,I’m pretty sure that the guy in the middle is not Dad (Henry Salmonson).
The guy on the left reminds me of Corbin Pritchard.


Thank you Brad,
That does look like Corbin Pritchard. Bill and Keith, does this look like it could be your dad?
Any guesses for who the middle guy may be? I am guessing this guy was a neighbor of the Stokes’ and Pritchard’s too.
Bedard/Robert picture posted by Iris Wolvert
Reply from Carol Robert Braun (’69):  Oseceola, WI
 I may have a copy of this picture of Antonio Robert this was my Grandfather. With the names of those missing will check and post.
1959 Snow storm
Reply from Warren Anderson (’65): Rolette, ND
    Gary, I believe that “59 oct snowstorm started on the 2nd of Oct.  The same day of opening of duck hunting season.  I remember dad’s first words to me on the 2sd mourning of the storm, the cattle had all come home and he told me to go shovel snow and open a big hole in the front lake for them to drink.  He put his snowshoes on and went to find the horses because we had no tractors in the yard, they were all out in the fields.  We needed a team to get things done.  Four days later we went out to get the little tactor as dad was bailing 2nd cutting alfalfa when the rain stated.  All we could see was the muffler sticking out of the snow—sadly thats where it sat until spring.  Anyway, I did open a big hole in the lake for the cattle and started walking back to the barn.  I thought I heard ducks quacking and turned around and there were hundreds landing by the water hole I just opened for the cattle.  There was compitition between the cows and ducks for open water.  As a 12 year old boy, I got excited ——so i ran to the house and argued with mother that i needed dads browning auto 12 ga. shotgun instead of my single shot 410 or the ducks would get away to quick.  I won!  and I can still remember me jamming two coat pockets full of shell, at lest I thought i did; snuck up behind the cows and started shooting and the first thing i remember is i was out of shells.  But I did kill 13 big green head mallards and i was a proud duck hunter.  It was hard finding them in 30in of snow.  We did have some hunters that did come in from Mpls but they never came that year.  That was a hard winter, it lasted 7 months and we did alot of work with the team that year.  It was a year that Dad sold hay to five different farmers.  Oh, I do remember the 1961 football game between Dunsith and Rolla.—-Rolla won 14 to 12 and i had never heard so much profanity by Dunseith players.. all thought Dunseith got the scr** job.  Denis D. do you remember it that way? 
Texas Hunters
Reply from Colette Hosmer (’64):  Santa Fe, NM
Willie and Homer were the names of the Hunters in the old bus.  They arrived like clockwork every fall as far back as I can remember. They were great hunters – they never took more than the limit and they cooked those delicious birds on a real stove in the bus. There were two big beds and two big pillows in the very back for their hunting dogs (pointers).  There was also a refrigerator and they added a table to a few bench seats up front and saved a few additional seats for company.  They never left a camp site without finding something additional to clean up.  Sometimes they had to search pretty hard to find a buried bottle cap or something (especially in ND).  I loved having supper in their bus and listening to the hunting stories, etc. 

After Homer died, Loreen (Willie’s sister) joined him on the hunting trips.  The hunting trips expanded into fishing trips in northern Saskatchewan and in Toledo Bend in Texas.  My mom and dad (Bob and Lee Hosmer)  joined them on these adventures and Texas friends of Willies began to visit us in North Dakota as well.  
There are so many stories – one I remember clearly is the time Willie lost a bet to dad – he carved out a rectangular piece of birchbark, filled it out like you would a check, and sure enough – his Bank in Dumas, TX cashed it.
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,      Cheryl Larson Dakin was correct with the  big October snowstorm
being in 1959.  I see some of the article headings say ’58 but it was
definitely 1959.  Although I don’t remember the man,  I think the
Dunseith barber that was a brother to Mrs. Nostdahl,  was Floyd Nelson.�
People used to talk about him and I remember the name. Last point of
interest (mine anyway)  is that my grandmother was a good friend of
Oscar and Sylvia Bergan and once I took her up to their place east of
Metigoshe.  I think they were staying in Bottineau during the winters
and at the farm in the summers at that time.  Sylvia and my grandmother
were both members of the Bottineau Garden Club (I think that was the
name)  and I took Grandma up to see Sylvia’s flowers.  I don’t remember
a thing about the flowers– BUT–  Oscar had a ’56 Ford Pickup which is
the year model I have coveted since I was a kid.  My craving has lead me
to collect several of them and I am still on the hunt for more.  Some
people would call it compulsive hoarding but the ’56 Ford is the coolest
truck on the planet and I just can’t see one go to the crusher to become
a Toyota Camry or the like.  I’m not alone in my like of these little
trucks as they’re also the hottest seller of all the ’50s series Ford
pickups.  One little red ’56 came to this area in the early ’70s and I
was there to try to buy it but the owner wouldn’t let go for any price.�
Over the next few years,  I tried several times but to no avail. He sold
it on a whim to another guy and I tried for several more years to buy it
from him.  Again,  not for sale!  This guy died a year ago and his wife
sold all the vehicles to the car crusher–including the ’56.  Guess
what??  The crusher is a friend of mine and remembered me telling him I
had tried for years to buy the truck.  He called and asked if I was
still interested in the little red ’56?  I told him I was at any cost
and he laughed and said he already was on his way to my place and would
only need about $300. for it!  How about happy endings after 40
years???  Thanks Gary!


You are absolutely right about Oscar and Sylvia Bergan spending their winters in Bottineau. All the years I knew them they spent the summers on the farm and winters in town. In later years they moved to town permanently.
Sylvia was a perfectionist and very talented with all of her crafts. She had a green thumb too.
Bible School picture
Reply from Donna Brandvold Molander: Crosby, ND
Yes, I think this was about 1960-61, but Bible school was held at Salem church, not Loon Lake School. Sorry, but the few I thought I could name have already been identified. And, yes, I do remember your family from Metigoshe church days.

I live in Crosby, ND (northwest corner). We have lived here most of the time . . . it is my husband’s home town.  We are both retired.

Kind of fun to go through old pictures!
Thank you Donna for this reply.
You are right, that is Salem. Knowing that brings back a few memories too.
As I recall there was a Fusebakke girl and I think her name was Mavis that attended bible school that year too. I think she is the first girl on the left. I am inclined to think that the 2nd little girl in from the left is Roberta Hagen Striker. She would have been about 4 years old.
The first guy in front on the left sure looks like Dale Lagerquist. He and Art Hagen, on the right in front, were class mates. I don’t remember any of the Lagerquist boys attending Salem Bible school, but none the less this sure looks like Dale.
First boy on the left, 2nd row down sitting next to Allen Rude, I think is Loren Johnson. The only other mystery guy is the guy on the right, 2nd row down sitting next to Allen Rude.
Two teachers: Donna Brandvold & Karen Soland
Two girls on the far left: Mavis Fulsebakke and Roberta Hagen.
Other four girls: Susan Hagen in front, Ellen Hagen behind Susan, Sandra Hagen
                            and Karen Hagen behind the guy with the cap.
Front Boys: Dale Largerquist?, Leroy Rude with motorcycle cap, Art Hagen 
Three boys sitting upper right on top: Darrel (Bud), Allen and Gary Stokes
Three boys sitting upper right 2nd down: Loren Johnson? Allen Rude and don’t know.
February 1961
Bob Stokes putting chains on the Ford tractor. That is the frame of a 2 bottom plow with horizontal bars welded across the plow beams that dad used for moving snow. It worked pretty well too. This was his invention. 
My brother Bud now has this ford tractor on his farm. He had it totally restored so it looks as good as new. Dad bought this tractor brand new from Lamoureux in 1957. It is a 600 Ford with a five speed transmission and a live power take off that he needed for bailing hay.
Gary Stokes’ 1928 Model “A” Ford – 1961.
In 1961, my dad’s brother, Uncle Emil Petterson, gave me this car. It was sitting on his North 40. With each of our visits, I’d always go over and examine this car. With my interest in this car he said I could have it. We had some old Ford wheels with tires on them at our house that fit. After putting the wheels/tires on the car and putting some gas in the tank and oil in the engine we gave it pull and it started.  We then drove it home. Like a fool, I didn’t realize the treasure he had given me. I cut the back part of the body off behind the front doors making it into a pick-up. In hind sight that was a very foolish thing to be doing to such an old classic car. Eventually the car became total scrap. Really sad too. Being young and naive I didn’t know any better.
Speaking of Emil Petterson’s farm. When you are head north on highway 60 towards #5 from Willow City, looking straight north into the hills, in direct line with the road, you will see a high tower on top of a hill. That is Emil’s Hill on his north 40. His buildings were just across the road to the south. Emil wanted that north 40 to remain in the Petterson name after his death, so he gave it to his nephew, Norman, who is/was, out of 27, the only niece/nephew with the Petterson Name.  Norman’s dad was Nels. He lives in Everett, Washington. Emil and Lillian’s ashes are spread out on this hill too.
Joke of the day
Posted by Bob Hosmer (’56): Lynnwood, WA

 Minnesota farmer named Ole had a car accident. He was hit by a truck owned by the Eversweet Company, a Harley Westover Company.
In court, the Eversweet Company’s hot-shot attorney questioned him thusly:
‘Didn’t you say to the state trooper at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine?”
Ole responded: ‘vell, I’lla tell you vat happened dere. I’d yust loaded my fav’rit cow, Bessie, into da… ‘
‘I didn’t ask for any details’, the lawyer interrupted. ‘Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, ‘I’m fine!’?’
Ole said, ‘vell, I’d yust got Bessie into da trailer and I vas drivin’ down da road…. ‘
The lawyer interrupted again
and said, ‘Your Honor, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the police on the scene that he was fine. Now several weeks after the accident, he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question. ‘
By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Ole’s answer and said to the attorney: ‘I’d like to hear what he has to say about his favorite cow, Bessie’.
Ole said: ‘Tank you’ and proceeded. ‘vell as I vas saying, I had yust loaded Bessie, my fav’rit cow, into de trailer and was drivin’ her down de road vin dis huge Eversweet truck and trailer came tundering tru a stop sign and hit my trailer right in da side by golly. I was trown into one ditch and Bessie was trown into da udder ditch.
By yimminy yahosaphat I vas hurt, purty durn bad, and didn’t want to move. An even vurse dan dat,, I could hear old Bessie a moanin’ and a
groanin’. I knew she vas in terrible pain yust by her groans.
Shortlyafter da accident, a policeman on a motorbike showed up. He could hear Bessie a moanin’ and a groanin’ too, so he vent over to her. After he looked at her, and saw her condition, he took out his gun and shot her right between the eyes.
Den da policeman came across de road, gun still in hand, looked at me, and said, ‘How are you feelin’?’
‘Now wot vud you say?’


4/7/2013 (1758)

       Happy Birthday Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71): Bedford, TX
Snow storm of 1959 and the Texas duck hunters

Reply from Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71):  Bedford, TX
oops. A typo…. I meant Oct. 1959.
Well, tomorrow I get to join the ranks of so many of my classmates and turn 60. Wow. I somehow thought it would seem so much older, but it really doesn’t. I can remember being 15 and thinking 35 was old. How our perceptions change, right? But it just keeps getting better and better. Have a wonderful day everyone!
Cheryl Larson Dakin
Reply from Diane Larson Sjol (’70):  Lake Metigoshe, ND

A couple of comments.  First of all, I loved the Laura Ingalls Wilder books and have read and reread them, passed them down to my kids and they to theirs.  How exciting to know there is a connection to someone we know.  And to my sister Cheryl, I don’t remember the snowstorm since we weren’t very old.  But I do remember the move to Virginia and the ritual at the end of the day with taps sounding.  When we lived in Germany at Wildflecken, one of the things I remember is early in the morning the German troops would march and sing cadence.  We could look out of our third story window and see them.  At the end of the day, taps would sound, cars would stop, soldiers get out and salute signifying the end of another glorious day.  Thanks Dad for all the great memories and experiences of being an Army brat.


Snow storm of 1959 and the Texas duck hunters
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,    Thanks to Cheryl Larson Dakin for the information about her dad,
Norm Larson, being with Bob Hosmer when he delivered groceries to Homer
and Willie,  the Texas duck hunters who were stranded in the snow.  I
didn’t know Bob Hosmer had a partner with him when he made the trip to
help the guys out.  History continues to reveal more details through our
conversations on Gary’s Blog!  First the Studebakers and now the
snowbound Texas duck hunters.  The only thing I really remember about
the Texas guys was their old 1940s dark green Dodge school bus camper
that they drove all the way from Texas to hunt here in the Turtle
Mountains each fall.  The only engine Dodge produced  for trucks at the
time was a flathead six cylinder that was not very powerful so it must
have been a long slow ride.  We had a grain truck with the same engine
and it was really underpowered especially with a load of grain on it.�
Thanks Cheryl and Gary!


I remember those Texas Duck hunters very well too and their school bus converted into a motor home. They always went past our place north with each of their trips every fall. Most often they’d stop out by the cemetery and of coarse we’d always paid them a visit. I remember one year the roads were rough and their bus didn’t have enough power to make it up the Cemetery hill. Dad hooked onto the front of their bus with our little ford tractor to give them the extra power to get up the hill.
Metighoshe Lutheran Women Picture
Reply from Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61):  Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND
I can’t put a name on the first lady.   If I was at home I would go to the church history book and maybe a name from “the old days” would trigger my memory.    They are dressed very nice; Viola has a corsage and hat.  Is Virgil Rude on your list?   Doreen
I have included Virgil with both yesterday’s and today’s blog.
With your comment about being dressed up and with Viola having a Corsage, I checked their history in the 1984 Bottineau Centennial book and discovered a picture, pasted below, with Viola wearing the same dress and Corsage celebrating her and Alfred’s 25 Wedding Anniversary on March 31, 1960.
Metighoshe Lutheran Women Picture
Reply from Kenny Pederson (BHS ’65):  Michigan, ND
I think that the first lady in the picture is Peggy Westegard.  Spelling of last name may not be perfect.
She was married to Al Westegard.  They owned the West Side Lodge on Lake Metigoshe at one time
and lived on the farm by Dead Mans Curve on the lake loop road.  Peggy also taught school at several
of the country schools around.  It sure looks like her anyway.
I do mean the first lady on the left standing next to Viola Rude.
Thank you so much Kenny for this reply and identification of the Peggy. We’ve nailed this one.
Metigoshe Lutheran Women at Alfred and Viola Rude’s 25th Anniversary (3/31/1960)
Peggy Westegard, Viola Rude, Sylvia Bergan, Augusta Johnson, Elaine Stokes
Oscar & Sylvia Bergan and the Wm Elmer Striker family
Reply & Pictures from Ken Striker:  Dayton OH
Nice to see that church women picture with Sylvia (Lockhart) Bergan.   Years ago she was very helpful connecting the Wm Striker family of ND to the Striker family who stayed in the midwest.  I am sending a pic of her and Oscar and also a pic of Wm Elmer Striker and (some of) his children.
Thank you so much for these nice pictures, especially the one of Oscar and Sylvia. I have that same picture, but from a newspaper and not nearly as clear as the one you have provided. Oscar and Sylvia were very close family friends of ours in my growing up days.
I think this picture was taken of Oscar & Sylvia on their golden anniversary in 1979?  I’m kind of thinking they had their celebration at the Christian Center at Lake Metigoshe. This is exactly the way I remember them. They were a great couple.  They had no children.  Oscar was a brother to Clayton Bergan’s father. Sylvia Lockhart Bergan’s mother was a Striker.  Oscar & Sylvia lived a few miles east of Lake Metigoshe and several miles north of #43. They lived close to Bernard Kavlie and Lars Sivertson.
Reply to yesterday’s Picture
From Iris Wolvert: Willow City, ND
The beautiful lady in the hat..single picture is Ethel Nelson..I understand she had a father or a brother that was a Barber in Dunseith,,Ethel married a Nostdahl and they had several children..Harley,Ward,. Don,Waiva Bergeron and a few more..Just thought this was a beautiful picture and I noticed there was a Nelson in the Little Prairie church article..Ethel’s parents were from the same area in Norway. 

Reply to yesterday’s picture
From Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
Joke of the day
Posted by Linda Gardner (BHS ’67):  Vienna, VA

An old, blind cowboy wanders into an all-girl biker bar by mistake.

He finds his way to a bar stool and orders a shot of Jack Daniels . 

After sitting there for a while, he yells to the bartender, ‘Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?’

The bar immediately falls absolutely silent. 

In a very deep, husky voice, the woman next to him says,

 ‘Before you tell that joke, Cowboy, I think it is only fair, given that you are blind, that you should know five things:

1. The bartender is a blonde girl with a baseball bat.

2. The bouncer is a blonde girl.

 3. I’m a 6-foot tall, 175-pound blonde woman with a black belt in karate.

 4. The woman sitting next to me is blonde and a professional weight lifter.

 5. The lady to your right is blonde and a professional wrestler.

 Now, think about it seriously, Cowboy. Do you still wanna tell that blonde joke?’

 The blind cowboy thinks for a second, shakes his head and mutters, ‘No…not if I’m gonna have to explain it five times.


4/6/2013 (1757)

Laura Ingalls Wilder relationship
Reply from Dale Pritchard (’63):  Leesville, LA

Here comes my two cents worth again.  Vickie Metcalfe’s reference to Laura Ingalls Wilder reminded me of the connection between us and Laura.  Keith Ingalls was my Dad’s cousin by virtue of his Mother being my Dad’s Aunt.  Keith lived in Dunseith in his younger days and has been referenced in this blog a few times in the past.  Laura’s Great Grandfather #7 (Samuel Ingalls, born Oct 1654) and Keith’s Great Grandfather #7 (Henry Ingalls, born Dec 1656) were brothers.  It took me about four months to find that connection last year.


Margaret Metcalfe Leonard with her Grandson
                     Oscar Graham Leonard
Bob Stokes picture with two unknown guys
This is another picture I found. Dad (Bob Stokes) is the guy on the right. The other two I do not recognize. The guy in the middle looks like a Salmonson, possibly Henry? My guess is that this picture was taken in the mid 30’s. Do any of you recognize these guys?
Snow storm
Reply from Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71):  Bedford, TX
Hi Gary
I’m not very quick with this reply but wanted to comment on the big snowstorm article from the last post. Of all the times we came and went from Dunseith, Dad confirmed for me that we were living in Dunseith during that big snowstorm October of 1958.  Dad told me that during the summer of 1958, he had gotten orders for Korea but had his orders extended since Mom was pregnant  and almost due to have Karen. We were in Ft. Ord, Calif at the time. After she was born in June and they were given the green light to go, Dad moved us to Dunseith and we settled into the barn-shaped house not far from where the sisters lived. Dad left for Korea in August that year (1958) and came back to Dunseith in Sept. 1959 when his 13 month tour was up. I would have been in Mrs. Seim’s first grade class. ( I loved Mrs. Seim. She instilled in me a love of reading I have never lost). Anyway, Dad tells me that on that fateful October day before the snow started falling, Dad and Uncle Bob (Hosmer – his brother in law) and his 2 buddies from Texas were duck hunting. It was a miserable day, just blowing and cold. That night “it snowed like a dirty dog” and by the next day there was about 18 inches on the ground. It was not a good time for hunting. Dad remembers going with Uncle Bob in his jeep to bring food and check on his friends from Texas that were stuck up in the hills until they finally got pulled out and headed back south. Even though Dad was still on leave, because the weather was so bad and he had to soon report for advanced Engineer School in Ft. Belvoir, Virginia, we also ended up leaving a little early. So around the first of November, we packed up and headed for Ft. Belvoir. Because we didn’t have a place on post yet, we moved into a temporary home where we were enrolled in school (still a first-grader enrolled in my 2nd school that year) and later we ended up moving on post where we were enrolled in the school on post. (still first grade, 3rd school). The one thing that really stands out in my mind at Ft. Belvoir, is at the end of the day, if you were anywhere near the parade ground, you could hear the buglers sound retreat, all the cars would stop, all the servicemen would get out of their cars and salute and as the flag was lowered, the Star Spangled Banner would play. When it was over, they would get back in their cars and carry on. A 10 pm, they would sound retreat, and then Taps. Great memories. This is a little wordy…. I didn’t mean to take such a long way around this snow story. Sorry……
Have a great weekend!
Cheryl Larson Dakin
Metigoshe Lutheran Women
My guess this was taken about 1960.
The first lady I do not recognize. The lady 2nd in from the right I most certainly recognize, but not sure of her name. Augusta Johnson comes to mind. Art and Augusta Johnson lived on a farm near Lake Metigoshe. The other three I most certainly know.  Doreen, Kenny, Betty, LaVerne & Donna, I need some help with this one.
          ??, Viola Rude, Sylvia Bergan, Augusta Johnson?, Elaine Stokes
Provided by Iris Wolvert: Willow City, ND
Pictures provided by Iris Wolvert:  Willow City, ND

4/5/2012 (1756)

Reply from Margaret Metcalfe (’65):  Rolette, ND
Gary, thank you for sending pictures of your life in Cebu; your house looks so interesting and unique with beautiful colors and lots of space. From your messages, it sounds like Bernadette is doing very well!  You have taken wonderful care of her and provided the help she needs. You sent a wonderful picture of the two of you; it was so good of both of you.  My prayer is that Bernadette continues on the road to full recovery!  Blessings, Margaret
Yes Bernadette has made remarkable recovery. She is nearly back to normal. Two months ago I would have never thought this would ever happen. Starting the past week she has been navigating the mall by herself too. We both go our separate ways in the mall and she calls me when she is ready.
Bernadette has recovered to the point where she doesn’t need extra help, but we are keeping her niece Novie on mainly to be her personal assistant and to assist and guide our new helpers. Novie needs the job too, plus she is a good worker with good work ethics and she is very pleasant to have around also. A month ago we had a problem with all three of our helpers, so Bernadette told them it was time for them to leave. We hired two replacements, plus we have Novie. All is working out very well. There was some Jealousy from our former workers towards Novie that created the problems.
Reply to Dick Johnson
From Diane Larson Sjol (’70): Lake Metigoshe, ND


I so enjoy your posts.  You are truly a historian!

Diane Sjol

1959 October Snow Storm
Reply from Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN.
In regards to the October,1959 snowstorm: We, the 1959-60 Dunseith football team, were undefeated and getting ready to play Rolla,also undefeated, when this early fall storm caused the canceling of this game. There was no doubt (on our part) that we would have won this game, my teammates George Gottbreth or Jerry Strong will attest to that. We still wound up undefeated and I’d be willing to wager that was the last undefeated football team that Dunseith ever had. Jim Allen was our coach and also one of my all time favorite teachers. He taught science and algebra, fantastic teacher. I’ve always wondered what ever became of him, as he left Dunseith after that year. Any one out there know?
1959 October Snow Storm
Reply from Keith Pladson (’66):  Roanoke Rapids, NC 
Just a quick comment about the 1959 October snows.  (As an aside, I often marvel at Dick Johnson’s ability to remember so much from his early childhood – as he does again here.  He would have been only about eight or nine years old at the time but seems to have a really good recall of the events.)  In my case, I don’t generally have as good a recall of events, but in this case I do remember the heavy snows very well.  It was a lot of snow.  At the time, we lived where, I believe, Gordie Nerpel now lives.  The buildings were about a half mile east of the Willow Lake road and the road leading into the buildings had a rather steep hill just west of the barn.  With all the snow that fell in just a couple of days and all the strong winds out of the northwest it really filled in the east facing side of that hill.  We pretty much were stuck at home until the county finished plowing out all the main roads and could finally start clearing out smaller roads/driveways, etc.  When they came over that hill with the plow on the front of the grader it was almost like they were plowing a tunnel down that hill toward the buildings.  I don’t know how high the sides were when they were done but they seemed like mountain cliffs to me at the time.

As I recall, Gary, we were already done with all of our threshing by the time the snows came so there was no threshing in the snow as you (enjoyed?).

Also, thanks for sharing the photograph of your family and the Pritchard family.  All cousins of mine as you know.  Your mom was missing however (or was she the one taking the photo?).

Thanks Gary, and keep up the good work.
Keith Pladson (66)

1959 October Snow Storm
Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND
Gary and friends,

Fall 1959,  was a  new experience for me, after attending first grade at Liberty School in Marysville, WA.
There, I had walked  the many blocks home from school  usually stompin thru puddles  with galoshes, a yellow raincoat, and umbrella.

 I began Mrs. Hanson’s combination first/ second grade in Dunseith with no trepidation 
of the  8 other second graders, because many of them were Hill or Prairie farm kids.
A couple even had siblings in first grade.

That afternoon, leaving the “classroom  i.e. stage” area, we found  it had rained all day.

Driving up the San Hill,  the rain became big fluffy flakes.
The flakes hit the windshield and  and the swoosh of the wipers.
On down into the farmyard where it mixed with dirt and created muddy,sludgy, slushy snow.

Disappointment  set in upon seeing our  mother’s  fragrant, muiti -colored sweet peas
 which were in bloom  that  morning of October 7, my sisters birthday.

Heavy wet snow  piled up and covered  the climbing trellis of the fence,
__erasing the last of summer’s sweet  fragrance. A long winter set in..

Later, I  likened it to  Laura Ingall’s Willder’s, “The Long Winter”.


4/4/2013 (1755)

No Blog yesterday
Yesterday Rose and Art Hagen introduced us to an “All You Can Eat” Steak House Restaurant. Those Porterhouse Steaks were so tender and delicious. When I got home it was too late to get a blog out.
These are few comments from Last nights dinner
Ian, the other guy in the photo, is from England
   Happy Birthday Rhonda Hiatt (DHS ’75): Battleground, WA
Joseph LaFrance and Mary Louise Tennancour:
Reply from Sharron Gottbreht Shen (’59):  Watertown, ND
Hello Gary,

It was good of Dick Johnson. to post a reply concerning Joseph LaFrance and Mary Louise Tennancour. Both Joseph and Mary Louise had been married prior to 1900. Joseph and Nora Cutter had one daughter; John Levi Gaudette and Mary Louise had three daughters. Joseph’s marriage ended before 1900 and Mary Louise was divorced in 1907 after a long separation. After their marriage, Mary Louise did apply to have a name change for her living daughters Marie Alphonsine and Evelina Lise, but I found no record from the courts granted the request. Evelyn used the name Gaudette/Gaudet when she and George Gottbreht married in 1915.
In later years Evelyn told me that she would always be grateful to her father, John L Gaudette, who arranged with Bottineau County Child Service to have his daughters placed in the St. John Academy of Fargo. “Without my Dad, I never would have had an education.” Her beautiful penmanship, reading and writing skills, and I must add rhythm to the other 3 “Rs” were known in the town and probably throughout the county.
Evelyn was especially proud of her foster father Joe LaFrance and his service in the Spanish American War. After that brief conflict, the troopers spent six weeks of quarantine in Montauk, NY. I viewed the photo history of the Rough Riders preserved in the Light House near the former camp and Army Headquarters. The structures of the camp seemed well preserved but were closed for renovation and update of the Museum. After his presidency, Teddy Roosevelt hosted a reunion of the Rough Riders at Montauk. TR called Joseph LaFrance foreword by name.

I do have extensive files for the GAUDETTE and CARTIER dit LAFRANCE families if this would be helpful for those searching family lines. I have many boxes yet unopened and find the challenge of sorting through old files so daunting.
Keep well friends! I read the blog faithfully with great interest. Thanks Gary. Sharron
It is wonderful hearing from you again. I was wondering what happened to you because we had not heard from you for so long.
1961: Stokes’ and the Pritchard’s
This is another oldie that I found in my folks pictures. I do remember Darald visiting and I knew he had a daughter, Elaine, named after my mother, but I had forgotten that he had her with him with that visit. Elaine is a FB friend of mine and she was born on August 2, 1960, so this has to be her that Darald is holding in this picture.  Dale and Carol, I’ll bet you will be surprised to see this one.
My mother is not in this picture, so am assuming she was taking the photo? 
Back Row: Bob and Allen Stokes
Middle Row: John, Darald holding Elaine and Dale Pritchard, Gary Stokes, Robert and Dorothy Pritchard
Front Row: Carol Jean Pritchard and Darrel (Bud) Stokes
1959 early snow
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
Gary and Friends,

       The pictures of threshing in the snow in October 1959 really
bring back some memories, some not so good.  That was the year that the
snow came in early October and never left until spring.  It turned cold
and stayed that way.  My Grandpa Henry Olson wasn’t feeling well for a
few days and on October 5 he decided he better drive to Rugby and have a
doctor check him to see what was going on.  He drove to Rugby by himself
at 3 PM and in about 4 hours he had died from pneumonia.  He was just 56
years old.  The day of his funeral,  October 9,  it was still snowing
and the hearse got stuck on Main Street trying to get out to the
cemetery.  The pall bearers were out pushing the hearse to get it out of
the deep snow.  My other grandparents got stuck trying to get to the
highway from the farm and had to walk home and weren’t able to get to
the funeral. Two older Texas duck hunters came every year and set up
camp on our place near Sucker Lake.  I don’t remember if they ever came
back after 1959?  Attached is a newspaper article from that October—a
bad one and one to remember for sure!  Thanks Gary!


Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
All good things sometimes come to an end. I Certainly hope this Dunseith news posting is not one of them.
I received this message from Brent Armentrout.
“Hello Gary. After I read your post to Mom, she asked me to let you know that she will no longer be doing the Dunseith news. She doesn’t know who or if anybody will take it on.”
Do we have any volunteers out there that are willing to take on the Dunseith News? This is something that has been published for many decades and long before my days too. Marlene has done a wonderful job with the Dunseith News posting every week of which we so dearly thank her for too. Such dedication.

4/2/2013 (1754)

No Blog yesterday
For the record, I did not get a blog posted yesterday.
Art Hagen,
You had a lot of folks believing Rose actually gave you this car for your birthday.
1959: Looking East from the Stokes Farm yard. Shocks of wheat.
This was the last year that my folks used a binder and shocked the grain to be threshed by the threshing machine pictured below. As you can tell in the picture, snow came early in 1959 too.
That is Ackworth School, in it’s original location too, in the back ground with Margie Hiatt’s barn to the right and slightly down the hill. Beyond the school about 3 miles, but not visible in this picture is Little Prairie Church. To the North East (Left side) we could see the Arnold Zeiler farm located on the SW corner of the Peace Garden.
Threshing the wheat from the field above.
I remember this well too. That is Martin Rude’s Threshing machine and tractor being used to run the machine.
I am pretty sure that was Martin’s truck too. From our place I remember well, they went over Albert Rude’s
and Threshed his crop. As I remember it was late October too.
Survey Results: “Where did the chickens come from that lay the colored eggs”?
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
From Alabama 

Our new Easter kid to replace the Easter bunny down here in Alabama.


More information on, “Where did the chickens come from that lay the colored eggs”?
From Missouri
I heard the chickens that lay the colored eggs did live along the Missouri River but the actual location
was in North Dakota!!!!

Happy Easter!!!
From Minnesota
I think the colored eggs came from Norwegian Chickens that the Vikings brought with them from Norway,
the Vikings fed the chickens with various types of colored feed they obtained from the tundra
Witch made their eggs different colors.
Happy Easter
Another reply about, where did the chickens come from, that lay the colored eggs?


From Minnesota

I think the colored eggs came from Norwegian Chickens that the Vikings brought with them from Norway,
the Vikings fed the chickens with various types of colored feed they obtained from the tundra,
witch made their eggs different colors.        
Happy Easter
Another one like the other ones.
FROM Missouri
I heard the chickens that lay the colored eggs did live along the Missouri River,
 but the actual location was in North Dakota!!!!Happy Easter!!!
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

3/31/2013 (1753)

Happy Easter to each and everyone of you.
Bernadette and I got up early this morning and had Breakfast at the Marco Polo Plaza. Their breakfast buffet was fantastic.
This afternoon Rose invited us over to the Movenpeck Hotel Resort to celebrate Art Hagen’s birthday. They went over there yesterday and spent the night. Rose asked that we be there by 4:30 to watch Art blow the candles out of his cake. Then I think we’ll have dinner at an Italian restaurant next door to the hotel.
      Happy Birthday Art Hagen (‘DHS ’72): Cebu, Philippines
Art, Is this really for real?  Rose truly is a beautiful Rose. 
Happy Birthday Art Rude (DHS ’71): Bismarck, ND


Nora Mongeon, age 96 of Dunseith, died Sunday March 24, 2013 in a Rugby hospital. Funeral services will be held on Monday April 1, 2013 at 10:00 A.M. in the St. Michael’s Catholic Church in Dunseith. Burial will be at the Pre St. Marie Cemetery in Tisdale, SK. A wake will be held on Sunday beginning at 7:00 P.M with a prayer service at 8:00 P.M. in the Church

Nora Mongeon, a daughter of Emile and Emelda (Grenier) Casavant, was born on July 9, 1916 at St. Dennis, Saskatchewan. At a young age she moved with her family to the Tisdale District where she attended Arpsville School. In October 17, 1934 she was married to Lawrence Tremblay at Tisdale, SK. After their marriage they moved to a farm north east of Archerville SK. It was here that she helped log trees and farm with her husband. On June 8, 1969 Lawrence passed away. On August 8, 1970 she married Roland Mongeon and they moved to a farm two miles south of Dunseith. The lived there until 1987 when they moved into Dunseith where she has resided since.

She took many trips to Canada to see her family and they spent many winters in Arizona. After her retirement she enjoyed golfing, gardening, baking, the Minnesota Twins, going to the Casino and spending time with her family and friends. Nora was a devoted Catholic and was a member of the alter society and spent many years volunteering at the St. Mary’s Mission Store in Dunseith.

Nora is survived by a daughter, Joan Johnson of Dunseith; sons Victor Tremblay of Weyburn, SK and Maurice Tremblay of Edmonton, AB; 24 grandchildren; many great-grandchildren; sisters, Lea Jalbert of CA, Theresa Groat, Marie-ange Gregoire both of SK, Francoise Roy and Gabrielle Donahue both of BC; brother, Eugene Casavant of BC



Howard Abrahamson, age 87 of Dunseith, died Monday, March 25, 2013 in a Dunseith nursing home. Funeral services will be held on Saturday, March 30, 2013 at 11:00 A.M. in the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Burial will be in the spring at Little Prairie Cemetery of rural Dunseith. Visitation will be Friday beginning at 4:00 P.M. with a prayer service also at 4:00 P.M. in the Church.

Howard Abrahamson, a son of Martin and Sylvia (Price) Abrahamson, was born on July 13, 1925 on the family farm in the Turtle Mountains north of Dunseith. He attended the Carpenter Country School. On December 21, 1946 he was married to Maude Nerpel at the Presbyterian Parsonage in Rolla. After their marriage they began farming. In the winter of 1946 he worked at Yakama Valley trimming trees and laying block for a clinic at Soap Lake, WA. Howard returned home and has been farming ever since.

He was a member of the Church of the Brethren and was baptized on September 9, 1940 at Hooker Lake. Howard later became a member of the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. He received the Rolette Conservation Award in 1979. In 1989 Howard received the Outstanding Agriculturalist Award. Howard was an officer on the Rolette County Weed Board for many years. He was a member of the Little Prairie Cemetery Board. Howard loved to hunt, making trips to Colorado to hunt Elk and retired from hunting in 2005. he also loved to fish taking many trips to Canada.

He is survived by his wife Maude of St. John; sons, Darrell Abrahamson and Thomas Abrahamson both of St. John; grandchildren, Jeffery Sinness, John Abrahamson, Justin Abrahamson, Sara Abrahamson, Cory Abrahamson, Tami Abrahamson, and Alex Abrahamson; 6 great-grandchildren; and a sister, Beulah Rush of Rolla


Ken Landsverk


Jan. 27, 1948-March 25, 2013

March 30, 2013
Minot Daily News

Ken Landsverk was born Milford “Kenneth” Landsverk on Jan. 27, 1948, in Bottineau, N.D., to Gertie and Nels Landsverk. He was one of 12 children. He passed away on March 25, 2013, in Salinas, Calif., at the age of 65 with family at his side.

For those privileged enough to have known Ken, you already know what an incredible man he was. People were drawn to him and his goodness. Never have we known anyone who was a man of his word, honest, kind, generous and a man with True Grit. Most of all Ken loved his family. We have been absolutely blessed to have had him as a husband, father and friend.

His life and legacy live on in the hearts of: his wife, Aggie Landsverk, of Salinas, Calif.; his children, Travis Landsverk, of Salinas, Heather Guerra, Paso Robles, Calif., Ruby Archuleta-Pitts, Pagosa Springs, Colo., Francine Speer, of Concord, Calif., Kimberly Herrera, of Texas; his numerous grandchildren; his brothers, Elwood, Minot, Bruce, Dunseith, Virgil, Minot, David, and Leland, both Bottineau; and sisters, Barbara Lawrence and Sharon Beckman, both Bottineau; and many nephews and nieces.

He was predeceased by his brothers, Arlen, Roger, and Darrel, and sister, Evelyn, and now joins them in heaven with his mom and dad.

We wish to thank Dr. Steve Petronijevic and his staff, Dr. Stampleman, the staff at Salinas Valley Memorial and the Visiting Nurses Association for the wonderful care they gave to Ken.

A rosary will be held on Thursday, April 4, 2013, at 7 p.m. at the Struve and Laporte Chapel, 41 West San Luis St., Salinas.

A memorial gathering will be held: Friday, April 5, 2013, at 10 a.m. at Madonna Del Sasso Church, 320 East Laurel Drive, Salinas. Please join us in celebrating the man who was so special to us.

Memorials: In lieu of flowers, please make donations in his memory to The American Lung Association in California. You can submit online or mail the online form to the American Lung Association in California, 424 Pendleton Way, Oakland, CA 94621; or call: (510) 638-5864. The online form can be found at www.lung.org/associations/states/california

/ways-to-donate/honor-a-loved-one/. Funeral arrangements by Struve and Laporte Funeral Home, Salinas. Online condolences

Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND

Robert Paulson Sr.

Jan. 22, 1942-March 28, 2013

March 31, 2013
Minot Daily News

Robert James Paulson Sr., the son of Hailey and Emma (Hiller) Paulson, was born on Jan. 22, 1942, in Rugby. He died at the age of 71 years on Thursday, March 28, 2013, at the Heart of America Medical Center in Rugby.

Robert was raised in the family farm home of his parents in Meyer Township, Pierce County, just east of Rugby and attended a country school near his home. He completed his education at Rugby High School. In April 1960, he was inducted into the U.S. Army and was stationed in South Korea until his honorable discharge on May 7, 1962. Following his discharge, he returned to the family farm to work with his father. He was united in marriage to Eva Eurich on July 16, 1963, at Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Following their marriage, the couple made their home, raised their family and farmed the Paulson family farm in Meyer Township. In 2003, the couple retired from the farm and moved into Rugby.

Robert was a longtime member of the Meyer Township Board and the American Legion. He was a avid hunter and fisherman and enjoyed gardening and being with his family.

He is survived by: his wife of 49 years, Eva; four sons, Robert James Jr. (Laura) of Princeton, Minn., Jeffrey David of Golden Valley, Minn., Kris Lee (Wendy) of Spout Spring, Va., and Brian Gregg of Lansing, Mich.; four grandchildren, Anthony, Aaron, Courtney and Matthew Paulson; six great-grandchildren; one sister, Doreen Geibel of Longmont, Colo.; other relatives and friends.

He was preceded in death by one son in infancy; and his parents.

Funeral services: will be held Tuesday, April 2, at 11 a.m. at the First Lutheran Church in Rugby with spring burial in the Persilla Watts Cemetery, Rugby, and Pastor Brenda Burns of the Knox Community Church as officiate. Military honors will be accorded by the Clarence Larson American Legion Post # 23 Honor & Color Guard of Rugby and the North Dakota Military Funeral Honors Detail.

Visitation will be Monday from 5 until 7 p.m. with a time of prayer and sharing of memories beginning at 7 p.m. in the Anderson Funeral Home of Rugby. Visitation will continue on Tuesday for one hour prior to the time of services at the church.

Arrangements are with the Anderson Funeral Home of Rugby. An online registry is available at (www.funeralsbyanderson.com).

From Tim Martinson (’69) Anchorage, AK
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
True story!!

From Alaska


Seems to me like yesterday:—
Walkin’ down the beaten path,
Where the autumn aftermath
Glistened with the April wet,
Tryin’ to look green and yet
Kind of limp and lonesome lay.

Gettin’ long toward Easter time;
Days the city folks calls Lent,—
Little that we cared or spent
What they called it, prose or rhyme,
More than twenty years ago,—
Me and my old playmate Joe;
Back in dear old Yucatan
Township, where Root River ran.

What we cared fur was the wood
Filled with flowing maple sap,
And the bluff above the gap
Where the Mississippi’s flood,—
Floating many a steamboat craft,
Many a Chippewa forest raft,—
Met our boyish gaze and curled
Round the bend into the world.

Then the mill-pond and the dam;—
Spearing red horse in the race;
And below our swimming-place
Was a cave where Turkey Sam
Shot and killed a hungry bear—
Oftentimes we’d go and peer
In about the rocks and stones
Looking for dead Injuns’ bones
While our hearts felt awful queer.

But about them Easter eggs—
We had fixed it—Joe and I,—
Talked it over on the sly,
Makin’ tops and mumble-pegs;
Playin’ marble and high spy;—
Next time Easter day come round
We would know where eggs was found;
Many a jocund, boyish boast,
‘Bout the eggs we’d have to roast
Over in the poplar grove
Just this side of Knox’s cove—
Then there’d be a big surprise:—
When we’d from our hidden store
Bring our Easter eggs galore
How the folks would bug their eyes!

I remember ‘long in March,
Mild and early was the spring.
Say, how them old hens did sing!
How the folks for eggs would search.
Mother couldn’t understand—
Fed ‘em table scraps and meat —
Combs was red and slick and neat,
Cackle, and they’d kick the sand
Through their feathers with their feet.

Joe and I — we understood, —
Playin’ ’round the old barnyard,
Watched them old hens weasel hard
Tryin’ to hide away and brood;
Every secret cleft and nook, —
Underneath the horses’ stall,
High up on the smoke house wall,
Knowed ‘em better than a book; —
Out beside the pile o’ rails,
In the tool house by the nails, —
Where a hen could crawl or fly,
We went after, — Joe and I.

Then to make a hiding place,
In the corner of a stack,
Lay a weatherbeaten rack —
Crawled beneath it on our face
With a forked, crooked pole
Worked and twisted through the straw,
Roughest work I ever saw;
Made a long and narrow hole,
Then by twisting round and round,
Dug a nest close to the ground.

In it went our Easter eggs:
Many a time I hurt my back
Skoochin’ under that old rack,
Rusty nails would scratch my legs—
Still, as Easter time drew nigh,
Poked ‘em in there on the sly;—
One thing troubled us—old Nig
Our old Spanish topknot hen,
Disappeared, we couldn’t find,
Not a feather left behind
Just to show where she had been.

Last our Easter Sunday came—
Seems to me like yesterday,
In that old familiar path
With the autumn aftermath
Lying ’round like locks of hay:—
All the east was clouds of flame
Like that early Easter morn
When the Son, of woman born,
Rose and rolled the stone away.—
Bright and early did we creep
Underneath that beaten rack,
Scratched our legs and punched our back,
Reached in for them eggs, when “cheep,”
“Cheep, cheep, cheep” and “cluck, cluck, cluck”
And Joe says “Dog on our luck,
“Ef it haint that old black hen,
‘Ef she ain’t a’gone and ben
”Just a settin’ with her legs
“Straddled on our Easter eggs,
“An’ what’s more—it beats the dickens
“Half them Easter eggs is chickens.”

From “Poems And Sketches Of Nebraska” By Addison Erwin Sheldon

 Thanks Tim