Reminder for those of you in the Dunseith Area
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Supper gathering with Phyllis McKay
Dale’s truck stop and Cafe
Wednesday, July 25th – 6:00 pm
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Folks,
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Phyllis would dearly love see you folks this coming Wednesday. She is still the same down to earth Phyllis, full of life and personality.
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Gary
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Phyllis’s Cell phone number is 701-680-9324
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Reply from Sharon Peterson Harmsen (’63):Â Â Bismarck, ND
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HI All you Dunseithites from Bismarck, ND
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Wanted to thank all of you for the birthday wishes. Thanks Dennis…………….. It seems I celebrated my birthday this year for about 2 weeks. Our daughter,Shayne, came home from CA to visit on the 1st of July – 10th of July. During this time we traveled to Faribault, MN for a 4th of July Harmsen family reunion while stopping to spend some time at brother, Bob’s, in Alexandria, MN. My mom and brother, Larrett, were there over the 4th so even spent some extra time at their home on Smith Lake.Â
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And, it’s funny, but I can get my first cousin, Rod Hiatt, to say just about anything…………….Rod, I do look different from that old cheerleading picture but thank you so much for the lovely compliment.Â
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Just an FYI for you fisherpeople out there. Fishing is really, really good right now at Lake Sakakawea. We’ve done a lot of fishing this summer and have always been able to bring fish in. We fish for Walleye but there are lots of Northern, Bass and some other junk fish.Â
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I continue to enjoy the daily news from Dunseith and the vicinity and I make sure that my mom gets to share in it as well by printing the emails for her to read and enjoy.Â
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Take care and thanks, Gary, for all you do to keep this going.
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Sharon (Peterson) Harmsen, Class of 63
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A Sort Story
Posted by Larry Hackman:Â Â Bismarck, ND
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A fleeing Taliban, desperate for water, was plodding
through the Afghanistan desert when he saw something far
off in the distance
Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the object, only
to find a little old Jewish man at a small stand selling
ties.
The Taliban asked: ‘Do you have water?’ The Jewish manÂ
replied: ‘I have no water. Would you like to buy a tie?
They are only $5 U.S.
The Taliban shouted: ‘Idiot! I do not need an over-priced
tie. I need water! I should kill you, but I must find
water first!’
‘OK,’ said the old Jewish man, ‘it does not
matter that you do not want to buy a tie and that you hate
me. ‘I will show you that I am bigger than that. If you
continue over that hill to the east for about two miles,
you will find a lovely restaurant. ‘It has all the ice
cold water you need. Shalom.’
Muttering, the Taliban
staggered away over the hill.
Several hours later he staggered back, almost dead.
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‘Your brother won’t let me in without a tie!’
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