Diane Larson’s (70) reply to Gary Stokes’ (65) question (repeated from yesterday): 
Diane, Were you able to make it down to Santa Fe, NM last month to help your cousin Colette Hosmer (64) celebrate her Birthday? Gary
Gary, Yes I did…we had a great time and I will send some photos….just
stayed at her house with friends and family.  She and I hit some shops
and had a marvelous meal the evening before at one of her favorite
Mexican restaurants….had all the Mariache (sp) girls serenade her. 
She ended up running into a fellow who worked with her in the early
days of her art career about 35 years ago.  They had a wonderful
reminiscing and he remembered when she got a job as a clerk in the
gift shop at the gallery.  Colette said she loved that job because it
brought her closer to the gallery and the art she so loves.  What was
so amazing was that she ended up having quite a successful showing of
her own art there this past summer…and this fellow she knew happened
to go there and see her wonderful work.  She should be leaving any day
now for another trip to China.
Colette, If at all possible, we’d love to hear from you while you are in China?  I know this is a work related trip with your Art and I’m assuming you plan on being over there for a few months.  Gary
Dave Wurgler’s (64) reply to Dick Johnson (68) – KC Sine’s Model “T”: 
Reply to Dick Johnson of  K C Sine’s model T pickup. That  first picture had to be back in 1968 cause the blue chevy parked by the Garden Tap is a 1966 chevy belair and the Ford in front is a 1968 Ford Galixy. We left Dunseith in 1966 so I would not remember the parade. The next picture I’m not sure but  the new Security Bank building was not their when we left in 1966. So any one with more info—–GITTER DUN—– Dave Wurgler
From Marge Landsverk Fish (57) – Mrs. Conroy & memories: 
Hi Gary and All,
     I had Mrs. Conroy in 5th. grade in the white frame school building in the upper floor.
I always liked crafts and remember painting on glass over a picture and then removing the picture and putting crushed tin foil behind it.
     I remember also making fall bouquets with dried weeds (milk pods, wheat and etc.)  We would put water in a pail and then put oil paint in and dip the weeds in.  They were real pretty.
This was probably before spray paint.
     I also was friends with Coleen.  She was about a year younger than I was.
     In Highschool I remember the Home Ec. teacher but can’t remember her name.  We divided up the class and made special meals.  I learned to knit argyle socks which was real neat.
In the evening we used to sew in the home ec. room and someone would make fudge.
     Are there any one out there that remembers the dances at Kelvin?  That was some old time music.
                                                         Marge (Landsverk) Fish Class of 57
From Gary Metcalfe (57) – Memories: 
Hello again, Janice mentioned Ray Wilson which brought this memory to mind. Ray Wilson was Red Wilson’s uncle.  Red was married to Helen Myer and lived on Earl Myer’s farm north of Kelvin.  Red was a pal of my dad’s so every year we went to the Brandon Fair. Red left his new 1949 Chevy pickup at Kelvin.  It was blue, all the others ones were black or green.  He was fussy how it looked. At the end of the day we dropped him off at Kelvin to get his pick up.  In the two miles between Kelvin and Myer’s farm—Oh-oh, I let fly with my ice cream cone just fooling around, but it came out of the cone and found Red’s windshield!!  Two weeks later at Shelver’s Drug….there’s Red.  “Hey, Mrs. Shelver or Edna or ?? , give Gary a double vanilla cone.”

Does Miss Ward ring a bell for the Home Ec teacher??

George Alvin another colorful friend of my dad’s,.  George Alvin was a full fledged Montana cowboy, and he absolutely looked the part.  In 1930’s the CCC boys from Kansas, working at the Peace Garden,  wanted to go home for the 4th of July weekend,.  With a 4 x 6 pickup bed, I am sure they had to stand up, so they stood up in the back of Dad’s new Chevy pickup, then three days later came back.  George rode along.  After 35 years of cowboying in Montana, I imagine he had a lot of stories to tell.  Gary Metcalfe

From Bonnie Awalt (56) – Mrs. Conroy & Memories: 
Dear Gary,
    Who would have ever believed such a little town could have created such wonderful memories! Hi Gary Metcalfe: the Anderson’s lived not to far from the Metcalfe’s.  Charlie played the harmonica and Walter played the fiddle, Walter also called Square Dances.  Grandma Anderson could play the pump organ and My Mom could play some also, Mom was pretty shy so didn’t like to play in public.  Dick Johnson lives close to where the old Awalt Homestead was originally.
    One great memory for me was making home made ice cream at Oliver and Martha Handlands farm in the hills.  They took turns cranking the handle and when it started getting harder they would set one of us little kids on top of the freezer.  It was really cold on your bottom, but the bonus of sitting there was that when they took out the dasher to see if it was done you were the one to get the first taste.  Wonderful tasting, you sure don’t get ice cream like that today.
    I remember one day when Mrs. Conroy received some bad news at school.  She started to cry, I was positive the person that brought up the news was the reason she was crying and I was so mad at him.  Mrs. Conroy later explained why she was crying.  She showed her students a great deal of respect.
    Gary Cota had an old Model A or Model T, anyway an old car.  We went out to DuWayne Langs and using an old car hood were pulled around the pasture at Langs.  What a wonderful time, better than riding a snowmobile because we could get more on the hood at one time.  Lois Hiatt, and I were on the hood with several other girls and we kept yelling for the boys to stop and they wouldn’t or couldn’t hear us, we were laughing so hard that someone had an accident and froze all of us to the hood.  We went into the house for hot chocolate and to thaw out.  What wonderful times.
Bonnie (Awalt) Houle

                    Pictures provided by Marshall Awalt (51):