Dragon’s Roar (School Newspaper)
Request from Sandy Lopez (64) Rockford, IL.
I hope you are doing ok and adjusting to your new ‘normal’ as you continue to process all the changes in your life.
Thank you for your continued effort to keep the DHS alumni in touch with each other. In today’s message, what struck me the most was the one page of the Dragon’s Roar. In just the one page, there were a number of memories that came back. Do you happen to have the ‘whole’ (may have been 6 or 8 pages) January 1964 issue? Or others?
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Before I started the blog and it was just the class of ’65 chat, we posted a lot of Dragon’s Roar newspaper clippings. As I remember it was Bill Grimme that had all those. Possibly Carol Jasper too. I will check my Archives and see if I still have those postings too.
Dunseith Bank Question answer
From Cathy Campbell Springan (’73): Stanley, ND
I’ve been able to find out that our grandfather, William Campbell, bought into the bank the summer of 1933.
Dragon’s Roar: 1964 cheerleaders
Photo’s and posting from Ken Nerpel (’65):
Regarding the Dragon’s Roar: 1964 cheerleaders Here are a couple of photos that I think were taken in 1964 or maybe 1965. I’m not sure who took them but I think it might have been John Awalt. We didn’t have much success on the basketball floor that year, but we always had great cheerleaders!
Vivian Abrahamson, ST John, Passed away on February 21, 2021
Obituary and Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND
Gary and Dunseith Alumni Friends,
Sympathy to the family of Vivian Abrahamson. I recall times of childhood since long past, whilst attending Floyd and Dorothy Lamb family birthdays. And the presence of members of Dorothy’s extended Abrahamson family.
Vickie L. Metcalfe
Chicken killer gets a lecture
Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND
Articles from CBC Canada
“So I kind of gave him a little lecture and then told him he shouldn’t come back.”
As you know, I like tales.
I loved this CBC story about a lynx, chickens and a farmer.
For those of us living our childhoods on family farms in the hills, It was always be watchful of predators, protect and keep safe the livestock and fowl. Whenever the coyotes or a pack of dogs moved in and killed sheep, it was sorrowfully heartbreaking. Many farmers of the hills stopped raising sheep due to coyotes.
Our childhood family dog, Skip was once beat up by a coyote pack who lured him over the hill. That happened only once, he smartened up as an adult, never wandered into the depths of darkness to chase ” Whoopee Y O coyotes”.
Skip also, absolutely hated chicken hawks. He was a protector of chickens and kids. After Skip passed away, Mom found too, that chickens were defenseless against another predator, who could find one small circular hole in the floorboard and enter a coop. That was the year mom stopped raising chickens all because of “Sneaky weasel”.