09/03/2011

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Freida Schneider Ferguson – Trying to locate her sister Dorothy.
 
Merle,
 
Freida’s Brother Wesley lives in Bottineau. The number I have for Dorothy in California may not be good any more. There are a number of Frieda’s close relatives on our distribution. I know they will gladly assist you locating Dorothy and can provide you with more detailed info about Freida too. Wesley is not on our distribution, but I know there are folks on our distribution that will relay this message to him.
 
Please let us know if we can be of further assistance.
 
Gary

 

From: Merle Mc Morrow
Phone: 701-232-

E-mail: Message:

Freida & Wally Ferguson were our next door neibors for many years in Bismarck. After Wally’s death in 1990 we kept track of Freida and visited when it was convient. We tried to contact Freida within the last year and was unsucessful. Now we see her obituary on your site.

They had no children and looked at our two boys as their children also. It is too bad you don’t recognize how wonderful some people are until they’re gone and you never took the time to tell them.

Do you happen to know Freida’s sister’s telephone number in San Francisco, CA?

Merle

 

 

Trish Larson Wild (73)

Reply from Allen Richard (65): Midland, MI

 

To Trish—- I was wondering how things were going. It has to be a blast! My back wouldn’t take it. I do plan a trip in the next couple years that involves horses — around 450 of them. Under a long black hood of my ’74 Charger. I want to make a loop. Here to Chicago–pick up Rout 66 to either hwy 83 or 81, then Bismarck and Dunseith. Trip home will be through the upper peninsula on hwy 2. I’m already saving up for the gas—it will take me upwards of 400 gallons —- of premium. But I’ll have air conditioning! :-)

 

Allen

Pretty expensive air conditioning Allen, but it will be fun. Gary

 

 

 

Memories of my Father, Bob Stokes

A personal message from a relatives wife.
Folks, I wanted to share this reply with you. My dad was a very special guy. As she mentions, he had perfect comic timing and such good delivery of the punch lines for his many stories/jokes too, many of which were Bob Stokes originals. Gary
 
Gary,
I sure was taken with your father several years back when I was lucky enough to meet him along with all the others of his generation – most of whom have passed. He had such a charming personality – I just really liked being around him. He had such perfect comic timing, too. I feel your pain, I really do, as I recently lost my mother. I feel like I’ll never be the same. How lucky we are to have had them in our lives! Again, I’m so glad I got to meet your father – what a memorable person!
 
 
 
 
Dinner party with about 25 guests at the Stokes house last night.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Story of the day
Posted by Don Aird: St Louis, MO
 

Subject:Best Drunk Driving Story

A man goes to a party and has too much to drink. His friends plead with him to let them take him home. He says no — he only lives a mile away. > > > About five blocks from party, the police pull him over for weaving and ask him to get out of the car and walk the line. Just as he starts, the police radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking place in a house just a block away. > > The police tell the party animal to stay put, they will be right back and they hop a fence and run down the street to the robbery. > > > The guy waits and waits and finally decides to drive home. > When he gets there, he tells his wife he is going to bed, and to tell anyone who might come looking for him that he has the flu and has been in bed all day. > > > A few hours later the police knock on the door. > They ask if Mr. Joe is there and his wife says yes. > They ask to see him and she replies that he is in bed with the flu and has been so all day. > The police have his driver’s license. They ask to see his car and she asks why. > They insist on seeing his car, so she takes them to the garage. She opens the door. > > There sitting in the garage is the police car, with all its lights still flashing. > > > > True story, told by the driver at his first AA meeting. > > > > >