1/3/2013 (1685)

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Happy Birthday Gwen Struck Dumas (‘DHS 68): Havre, MT
                  
                                   
 
Happy 33rd  Birthday to our Daughter Sheryl Stokes Wingate: Bremerton, WA
                    
                                           
 
Remembrance of two wonderful teachers
Message from Lola Metcalfe Vanorny (’68): Dunseith, ND
 
I had 2  susies–  one was my 4th grade teacher-MRS CONROY——she sent me to the girls lav to wash out a glass bowl– we hAd used for plaster of paris- and i set it on the sink and it fell to the cement floor and crashed-  I just stood and screamed!- and she rushed down there and grabbed me- and said “” you are such a good girl”–  the other one was my second grade teacher MRS MABEL ALLEN  –and she  she braided my hair for me –  cause the bus came 1 hour early –  without notifying anyone and my mom had washed my hair  but couldn’t braid it –  and she did it for me as she was at school an hour early – i still feel the warmth of those two women-!!      WOULD THAT HAPPEN TODAY??– 
 
oh and another– my Dad-!-  I was 10 yr old and decided to move his brand new black 1959 chevy biscayne away from the clothesline as my mom was washing clothes and held the door open to back up and caught a tree and sap!!– no more door!!-lol!!–  I waited for him all day to get whipped– why??– he never ever spanked us!! —  and he called me to his room and asked what happened and then proceeded to tell me something like that happened to him one time and he learned to watch and wait–  I was so relieved –but in the good graces of my sister who had to drive the car to town without a door and there
 were salamanders on the highway !!_LOL!!  

My childhood was rich with people like that!!!_–i WAS TRULY BLESSED!!  LOLA

My prayers for Bernadette  and all the families with great losses this past while–  George Azure was a really great friend of Jay’s and Jay loved workig with him at the San–  Â

 
 
Adrian Egbert’s wood pile
Posting from Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
 
Gary
Adrian Egbert use to have his firewood stacked in the shape of haystacks
This lot was across the street from Don Johnson’s or at the time Stickland’s.
Anyone else remember these stacks of wood that Adrian had for sale?
 Larry
 
 
Dick Johnson’s (’68) reply to Larry
 
I sure do remember ‘Ol Ade’s woodpile.  After Kalk’s house was moved there,  Ade still had a big pile of wood in the vacant lot north of Kalks.  I think he quit that in the ’60s but by then he was getting pretty old.  The city used to pile snow on that lot in later years and we played on the snow piles with the neighborhood kids.  One time Terry Hiatt tried to crawl through a little crooked tunnel that we dug clear through the big pile and he got stuck and went berserk when he got trapped.  I ran and got Vince Kalk to help us and he reached his big long arm in and grabbed Terry’s overshoes and pulled him out.  It was pretty scary for a while.  All we could see was the bottom of his overshoes in the hole on the north side of the pile and the top of his cap on the other side.  Kids do the dumbest things.  I dug a hole in a big snowbank beside our house and then made a cover for the doorway.  I thought it would be fun to see if my dog could find me so I went in and  told my mother to give me a couple minutes and then let the dog out.  I called him and he came running and ran on top of the bank and it caved in on me.  I barely was able to get myself out but I did and never pulled one like that again!

Dick

 
 
Deb Striker
Reply from Ken Striker:  Dayton OH
 
Deborah (Striker) Kubela m Bradley Kubela. She was a d/o Doug and Marlene Striker, and lives in the area of Wahpeton ND. The children of Doug and Marlene are: David b 1952, Deane b 1955, Deb b1956 & Donna 1958
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Don Malaterre (’72): don@siouxfallscpa.com Sioux Falls, SD

I would like to share a personal experience with my closest friends about drinking and driving. As I’m sure you know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities on our way home from an occasional social session over the years.

Well, a couple of nights ago, I was out for an evening with friends and had a few beers. Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I’ve never done before; I took a cab home. Sure enough, I passed a police road block, but since it was a cab, they waved it past.

I arrived home safely without incident, which was a real surprise, because I have never driven a cab before and now that it’s parked in my driveway am not sure where I got it, or what to do with it.

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