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Mildred Reamer, age 83 of Seward, NE, formerly of Willow City, passed away Friday at Seward. Funeral will be held on Wednesday at 2:00 pm at the First Lutheran Church in Willow City. Visitation will be Tuesday from 10:00 am until 9:00 pm with a prayer service at 7:00 pm all at the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Burial will be at the Memorial Park Cemetery at Willow City.
Mildred Lucille Reamer, a daughter of Ray and Janet L. (Pilloud) Brennan, was born on December 20, 1928 at Dunseith, ND. Mildred was united in marriage to Francis Reamer and raised three sons on the family farm near Willow City, ND. She was a member of the Willow City Presbyterian Church, involved as Elder, Sunday School and Bible School teacher and member of the Ladies Aid. In her early years, Mildred was a rural school teacher; later she helped with the farming operation and was a homemaker, wife and mother and served as a school bus driver. Later Mildred was employed for 20 years with Good Samaritan Center in Bottineau, ND. Mildred enjoyed spending time with family and being active in the day to day operations of the family farm. She especially enjoyed the Spring season when she could plant her flowers and start gardening. She also enjoyed the lambing and calving season. Mildred enjoyed doing work for the community and was a long standing member of the Wilo Homemakers. She enjoyed entertaining friends at the cabin on Lake Metigoshe, which she and Francis built together. Mildred made many friends and greatly enjoyed her work with the staff and residents at the Good Samaritan Center. Her especially kind heart and hearty chuckle will be missed by all who knew her.
Mildred passed away on Friday, June 1, 2012 at Seward, NE.
Mildred is survived by two sons, David Reamer and friend Rhonda Wittmayer, Willow City, ND and Roger Reamer and wife, Vonda, Seward, NE; grandson, James Reamer (Melissa), Seward, NE; step granddaughter, Ashley Havlena, Olathe, KS; step grandson, Austin Havlena, Seward, NE; great-granddaughter, Madison Reamer, Seward; brother, Mike Brennan, Dunseith, ND; three sisters, Velma Millang, Rolette, ND, Patty Groff, Bellingham, WA, Dorothy (Leroy) Vandal, Cando, ND; sister-in-law, Mary Ann Brennan; many nieces and nephews.
Mildred was preceded in death by her parents, Ray and Janet Brennan; husband, Francis Reamer; son, Jerome Reamer; brothers, Dennis and Robert Brennan; sisters, Fay Lindquist and Shirley Brennan.
Arrangements were with Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Friends may sign the online register book at www.nerofuneralhome.net.
       The latest picture from Neola is of Rob Ryyth and Rita
Mickelson, who both grew up in the Rolla area. I don’t know of their
whereabouts now. Thanks Gary!
Dick
         It’s been kind of quiet on the blog for a couple days so here
are a few pictures that might get some replies. How many remember the
1979 Dunseith Demo Derby that was held down behind the old city park?Â
By 1979 the Dunseith boys had honed their derby skills pretty well and
we had some good derbies. For a couple years I was sponsored by the Red
Owl and later I was sponsored by Fugere and Hill, Inc., who were also
my employers for many years. I believe 12-13 years, I was employed
driving school bus for Duane and Johnny. I painted the old ’62 Ford
station wagon with ‘school bus yellow’ and had #2–my then current bus
number–painted on the side. The car had a 390 engine and a big C6
transmission from a later Ford pickup and really had the power and
stamina for derby purposes. I ran in the first heat and broke a
radiator hose which got the distributor wet and stopped the engine. We
repaired that and won the consolation, which got me into the feature.Â
It was a battle for sure but in the end I won the feature and the ‘big’
prize–$250. It was a good amount back in ’79 though, as that was about
the normal grand prize at the time. The same car ran in several more
derbies before it finally was beat up bad enough to be parked and
salvaged. It was a good time for sure and my neck still tells me that
now and then—whiplash is what they call it. By the time I got to the
’79 derby, I had learned a trick. Just as I was about to smash into a
car in reverse, I would lean over and hold my helmet against the seat.Â
This took the whiplash out of the picture and really helped me from
getting the typical days after stiff neck. Once, years later, I had an
x-ray done on my neck and the doctor told me I had ‘farmer’s neck’,Â
which is common among farmers from looking back at equipment in the
field. I didn’t tell him there was a bit more to the story, even
though I did spend thousands of hours looking back at farm equipment.Â
Mel and Larry have stiff necks too, but they got theirs from looking
back for the cops. Thanks Gary!
Dick
Folks, Leah just celebrated her 100th birthday too. Gary
for Saint Peter to greet her, she peeked through the gates.
She saw a beautiful banquet table. Sitting all around
were her parents and all the other people she had loved
and who had died before her.
They saw her and began calling greetings to her.
“Hello – How are you!
We’ve been waiting for you!
Good to see you.”
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When Saint Peter came by, the woman said to him,
“This is such a wonderful place! How do I get in?”
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“Which word?” the woman asked.
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The woman correctly spelled ‘Love’, and
Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven.
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About a year later, Saint Peter came to the woman
and asked her to watch the Gates of Heaven for him that day.
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While the woman was guarding the Gates of Heaven,
her husband arrived.
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I’m surprised to see you,” the woman said.
“How have you been?”
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“Oh, I’ve been doing pretty well since you died,”
her husband told her.
“I married the beautiful young nurse who took care of
you while you were ill.
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And then I won the multi-state lottery.
I sold the little house you and I lived in and
bought a huge mansion.
Then my wife and I traveled all around the world.
We were on vacation in Cancun and I went
water skiing today. I fell and hit my head,
and here I am. What a bummer! How do I get in?”
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“Which word?” her husband asked.
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” Czechoslovakia ..”
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Moral of the story: Never make a woman angry…
There will be Hell to pay later!