10/3/2012 (1610)

Dunseith High School Class of 1963 – 50 year reunion
 
CALLING OUT TO THE DUNSEITH HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATION CLASS OF 1963
 
Do you know what event happens in 2013?  It has been 50 years since our high school graduation.  Scary, huh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Start planning now to come to Dunseith to reconnect with your high school classmates.  Tentative dates of August 9 – 10, 2013 have been selected which are the dates of the annual Dunseith Days celebration typically held the 2nd weekend of August.  The Dunseith Days event includes, but not limited to, the pow-wow, free Saturday morning breakfast and, of course, the parade.
 
More details will be sent as they become available.  Please email Sharon Peterson Harmsen at harm0825@bis.midco.net with ideas and attendance confirmation.
 
See you next summer.
 
Sharon Peterson Harmsen
Bismarck, ND
 

Cheryl Larson Dakin :Can’t wait for you to get here!

Reply from Diane Larson Sjol (’70):  Lake Metigoshe, ND

Gary,

This year is absolutely beautiful…leaves have changed and are actually still on the trees so it is a bevy of oranges, yellows, greens and reds when driving up to Lake Metigoshe.  The colors would rival Connecticut or any of the other New England states in the fall.  The geese were out near my dock last evening just honking away.  I stepped outside to see them and there about twenty of them paddling away on a lake that was as can be and looked like glass.  I guess we should enjoy this little glimpse into fall because Old Man Winter will not be far behind.

Have a good week all.

 
Uncle Harry Hiatt Memories
Florence Hiatt Dahl (”50):  Anchorage, AK
 
It looks like you need some turtle mountain stories–Don and I were number 7 and 8 in our family of 9, When we felt picked on, bored or what ever we would walk to our favorite person,s farm–Uncle Harry,s mansion–a mile away through a meadow, then a couple fields.  He had two children–Pete and Sally…..We would be sooooo quiet because they would hear us and run and hide in the  trees.    Don’t have the foggest idea how old we were before we realiized that there was no Pete and Sally..   He was a bachelor and by far our favorite person–a wonderful person 
 
 
 
                                    John and Margaret Hiatt Family
 
 
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From Darlene Quillinan Lamore (’63):  Bivalve, MD
 
I never really liked the terminology “Old Farts” but this makes me feel better about it.
And if you ain’t one, I bet ya you know one!
I got this from an “Old Fart” friend of mine!
 
OLD FART PRIDE
I’m passing this on as I did not want to be the only old fart receiving it. Actually, it’s not a bad thing to be called, as you will see.
  • Old Farts are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of the National Anthem. Old Farts remove their caps and stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.
  • Old Farts remember World War II, Pearl Harbour , Guadalcanal , Normandy and Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam .
  • If you bump into an Old Fart on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old Fart on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old Farts trust strangers and are courtly to women.
  • Old Farts hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.
  • Old Farts get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don’t like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.
  • Old Farts have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it’s about their children or grandchildren.
  • It’s the Old Farts who know our great country is protected, not by politicians, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.

    This country needs Old Farts with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country and decent values.

    We need them now more than ever.

  • Pass this on to all the “Old Farts” you know.
  • I was taught to respect my elders�.It’s just getting harder to find them.