Gary Metcalfe’s (57) reply to Diane Fugere (75): 
Diane if there were more people in the world like John Hill it would be a better place.  My dad, Jim Metcalfe had a number of good friends from gthe older generation and a few from the next generation.  John Hill was that next generation that he considered the best.  I recall hearing my dad telling my brother, Jim from Seattle, about a cattle exchange with John, no papers signed, just a hand shake.  Your dad told me on a couple occasions how he admired my dad physically and mentally.  So, I for one, was always glad to see John Hill anywhere, anytime.  My dad or I would have gone to bat for John anytime.
Your dad and mom had a circle of friends that I snowmobiled with the Canadian border to Metigoshe many times.  Great memories of those trips. 
John told me some good stories about one of  my favorite uncles, Bing Evans, who died very young that I appreciated hearing.
 Gary Metcalfe
Bob Slyter’s (70) reply to Diane Hill (75): 
reply to diane hill, my dad freddie hiatt used to drive the school bus for your dad and he had the route that us kids rode on so we were always the fist on the bus and the last off, and god forbid we ever got to miss the school bus, ha ha, i think he would have driven that thing in a blizzard
Margaret Metcalfe’s (65) memories of Don Johnson: 

Several people have written about memories of Don Johnson so I thought I
would add yet another:

I was a Daddy’s girl.  Wherever my Dad went, I was riding on his shoulders
or hanging on to his hand.  I remember my parents wondering how I was
going to handle starting school.  However, my  first grade teacher in
Hilltop school was Don Johnson and I thought he was the best teachere
ever..  I don’t know if this was his first teaching job, but he and
Bernice were so young and Dickie was only 2 or 3 years old.  One day
Bernice came to pick him up from school and I thought she was such a
beautiful lady.  Don fixed the swing in the school yard and I was the
first to get to swing on it.  I backed up as far as I could and then sat
down to swing forward, just then Dickie ran in front of me and I crashed
into him knocking him down.  I felt so bad,  he got up Don dusted himself
off and he had a gash on his head…..but his glasses didn’t break.   He
was such a little cutie.

The years went by and Don taught my husband Chuck in 8th grade in Rolette.
 Then he came back to Dunseith and I remember the chorus and how we
harmonized and had concerts….so fun.  I took Music Appreciation from him
and like so many others learned to appreciate so many different composers
and their music.  Whenever I hear Classical music, I think of him.  He
brought the Grand Canyon suite to school and we listed to the LP’s on the
stage in the new school.  I thought it was the most beautiful music I had
ever heard.  After that I started really listening and appreciating the
music in movies.  He was my teacher in first grade and my senior years and
I have such fond memories of one terrific teacher and a wonderful, caring
person.   We were so honored when he sang at our wedding!  He was a

Margaret Leonard

Note from Gary: Many of you may not be aware that Don & Bernice Johnson were killed in 1980.
The following is a quote from the 1982 Dunseith Centennial book (Prairie Past and Mountain Memories) Page 214.
“Donald Johnson and his wife, Bernice, were shot to death in May, 1980, at their home in the Turtle Mountains by two juvenile delinquents.”
Gary Morgan’s (54) memories of Said Kadry: 
Hi Gary,

Dick Johnson’s story about Said Kadry reminded me of Kadry’s wood pile.  Kadrys lived just across the street to the east of the school.  They were seldom there because they practically lived at the pool hall.  Every morning they would walk to the pool hall, Mrs. Kadry in the lead with the money bag and Said following about ten feet back.  It was believed that Said was “packing heat” in the pocket of his long overcoat.  There was little reason to believe otherwise.  Why else would he wear it all year?  Anyway, in their back yard was a big, neatly stacked wood pile.  It got to be kind of a tradition that every Halloween the wood pile would get scattered and every morning after, Big Ed would send the high school boys over to restack the pile.  Does anyone know…Did Said ever actually use any of that wood or did it finally just wear out?

Gary Morgan
Class of 54
Ron Longie’s (65) reply to Sherry Nerpel:

I enjoyed listening to Sherry Nerpel sing, she has a good voice, and if she doesn’t sing a lot she should. !!

                                                                              Ron Longie


Dave Slyter’s (70) reply to Sherry Nerpel: A big “Standing O”  to Sherry Nerpel.  I wonder if there is an older segment to American Idol. 

Dave S :)


Bob Slyter’s (70) Reply:

thank you so much for these songs they are great, i saved them on my computer so i can listen to thrm often, again gary thanks for all that you do


Message and tune from Mel Kuhn (70):
Howdy Gary,
Here’s a little tune, attached, by a banjo picker extraordinaire, John Metcalfe. I had the privilege of working with John at Cenex in Rolla back in the early 70’s where he was known as Big Jack. He taught me lots of stuff that I still use today. I wish one of those things would have been the banjo. We were always welcome to stop by his house in St. John for a little picking and beer drinking. He was probably the only guy I knew that knew as many Ole & Lena jokes as Dick Johnson. Don Boardmans memories of the farm house second floor in the winter bring back some old memories. I’ve told my wife, who grew up in Indiana with cable TV,running water and MacDonalds that we used to have to wet the bed to stay warm, but she doesn’t believe me. My brother Virgil and I used to keep the clothes that we were going to wear in the morning under the covers at the foot of the bed so we had warm clothes to put on. That would be of course once we broke the frost loose off of the top quilt so we could get up and go out and snuggle up to a nice warm cow and do the milking.
Mel Kuhn[70]
Folks, Bill Grimme has been reducing the file sizes of these tunes of Mel’s so as not to overload folks mail boxes and also to better accommodate dial up modems.  This is a Quote from Bill  “I hope folks understand the lower quality when I compress. It’s just a matter of sampling a low bit rate and frequency, but, as I said, you lose the quality of the original”.   For those of you that would like the original, uncompressed file for any of these tunes, please let Mel Kuhn or my self know and we can send it to you.  Gary