Barbara, Harvey, LD (Laurence Dale) and Doug;

 

Our condolence are with you guys with the passing of your mother. I am so glad that I was able to attend her 90th Birthday party last year when I was back. It was so nice seeing you guys again too.

 

Our parents were very close Ackworth neighbors, like family. My mother stayed with your folks for a period of time when dad was in the service. I remember so well your dad, Willie, coming over to my folks house several days after our fathers death. You dad was really touched by dad’s death and he just wanted to talk to us boys. His comments were, “Your dad was just like a brother to me”.

 

I remember well Barbara teaching me the alphabet on the black board in Ackworth. I was in the first grade and she the 8th. Charlotte Hiatt Lang was our teacher. It was the last year of summer school in Ackworth too. The following year you guys moved to Bottineau. You sold your farm to Norris Knutson. He and Arlene are still living on that farm too.

 

Your folks will be missed but not forgotten. They will rest in peace in Ackworth with my parents. I love the tombstone you guys placed in Ackworth too, with your folks listed on one side and you four children on the other.

 

Gary

 

PS – LD, you will always be LD to us Ackworth folks. That is exactly what Ina Hiatt Birkland said at your mothers 90th Birthday party too.

 

 

1954 Christmas Card

From Maxine Hiatt to Julia Stokes (Bob’s adopted mother)

 

 

Maxine’s Hand writing from back of the card.

 

Hello!

 

 

How are you anyway?

 

 

We are fine here and OK. So busy getting ready for Christmas. As you can see the kids are growing up, and “Ma & Pa” are getting old.

 

 

I am still at the shoe store (Pritchard’s) and Willie is driving truck for Standard Oil.

 

 

The children feel at home in school this year in Bottineau.

 

Bob (Stokes) drops into the store once in a while. Haven’t seen Elaine (Stokes) since she was in with Woodward’s (Elaine’s parents) to say hello to Corbin.

 

 

Merry Christmas to you.

 

 

Maxine

 

 

Wally Garbe’s Bottineau’s 7th grade class

Picture from Neola: Minot & Bottineau, ND.

 

Hi Everyone,

 

I sent Maxine Hiatt’s obituary earlier today. My husband, Wally, taught school in Bottineau in 1957/1958 (Mrs. Harley Renick was the other teacher). Maxine and Willie Hiatt’s son Lawrence/L.D. is in the picture (Front left with glasses).

 

I thought you might enjoy seeing the picture. This was before Wally/I were married. I graduated in 1957. I was attending the Forestry when Wally taught in Bottineau.

 

Neola

 

 

 

 

Neola Kofoid Garbe

Message from Sybil Johnson: Chippewa Falls, Wisconsin

 

Wally–give my best to Neola. Sure hope she pulls through. Everything here in Chippewa Falls, Wis is doing great. I finally got settled into
my new apartment. It sure is different than Cheyenne, Wy of which Im glad to be out of.
Just give her best and tell her, she is in my prayers.
Thank you!

 

 

 

Neola Kofoid Garbe is out of the hospital

Message from Neola: Minot & Bottineau, ND.

 

Hi Gary,

 

It’s good to be home. This was the first time I had a tube put down my throat (through my nose). I could have done without that experience!! I tell myself other people are going through much worse than this, so I shouldn’t complain too loudly–ugh! LOL! However, once again, this experience gives me more empathy for those who have this done. Apparently, it was the small intestine which was blocked. The sore throat didn’t last long after the tube was removed. I “gag” so easily in the first place; I can hardly brush my back teeth without “gagging”, so this tube was something else. After the tube was removed, I was allowed to eat broth, jello, juice, coffee, water (a little Diet Coke). It tasted delicious, but I’m a big girl, and it wasn’t very filling! LOL!! This morning, I BEGGED (REALLY BEGGED!) the doctor for REAL food!! LOL! He laughed and said I could order what I wanted to eat from the cafeteria two different times during the day. If the food stayed “down” both times and didn’t “come up”, I could go home today–so here I am. I also pleaded to have the IV taken out, which he also did (As you know, he planned to do both even before I pleaded my case!) Dr. Lane Lee was my doctor; he performed by breast biopsy, too. Nice guy and very good. I don’t know if he’s sure what to “make” of me, but we get along well.

I know I can sure do without every having a bowel obstruction again! LOL!!

 

Neola

Neola, It’s great having you back again. We are glad that all is well following your hospital bout. We thank Wally for keeping us posted too. Gary

 

 

 

Marvin Brandvold’s Passing

Posted by Audrey Hanson Aitchison: Bottineau, ND

 

I don’t know how many of you knew Marvin Brandvold. He passed away on May 22. He was on oxygen part time for several years. We worked together for the Census Bureau last year. He was friendly with everyone and did a good job. I cleaned up the house for Marvin and Janis in 2008. Janis was in a lot of pain with shingles. I helped his Mom in 2007 and 2008 cleaning for her in her home and I helped her get ready to move to Oak Manor in 2008 and cleaning there before she went to the Good Samaritan Home.

 

Obituary

http://www.nerofuneralhome.net/fh/obituaries/obituary.cfm?o_id=1166904&fh_id=13570

 

 

Manger Church

Reply from Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61): Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND

 

Hi Gary – the reason that Manger’s was the largest church building is that it had originally been 1st Lutheran in Bottineau. When 1st Lutheran in Bottineau built their “new” church in the very early fifties, the Manger’s congregation had the old one moved to the hill on the Peace Garden Road. It was put on a basement so there would be place for social activities. Also the heater would be out of the way and out of sight.

 

The cemetery is where the original Manger Church was built, but it was a small edifice.

Gary, do you have a history book of the Metigoshe Congregations? If not, maybe you can get one through Glen Rude. It is a great history tool that was put together for the 1992 celebration of 100 years. Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61)

 

 

 

Joke of fhe day

Posted by Susan Brew Roussin (59): Rolla, ND

 

I never really liked the terminology “Old Farts” but this makes me feel better about it.

And if you ain’t one, I bet ya you know one!

I got this from an “Old Fart” friend of mine!

 

OLD FART PRIDE

I’m passing this on as I did not want to be the only old fart receiving it. Actually, it’s not a bad thing to be called, as you will see.

 

• Old Farts are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of the National Anthem. Old Farts remove their caps and stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.
• Old Farts remember World War II, Pearl Harbor , Guadalcanal , Normandy and Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam .
• If you bump into an Old Fart on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old Fart on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old Farts trust strangers and are courtly to women.
• Old Farts hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.
• Old Farts get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don’t like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.
• Old Farts have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it’s about their children or grandchildren.
• It’s the Old Farts who know our great country is protected, not by politicians, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.

  This country needs Old Farts with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country and decent values.

  We need them now more than ever.

  Thank God for Old Farts!
  
  Pass this on to all the “Old Farts” you know.

I was taught to respect my elders….It’s just getting harder to find them!