I received this from a Retired National Guard Member that keeps us informed. He received this from Becky Schmidt
who I think is the wife of the North Dakota National Guard Band Director and he is also a
band director for a Grand Forks, ND school. He also played in a dance band with Arlin
LARRY
She was born June 18, 1947, to Willard and Mildred Axvig, in Langdon. She married Arlin Melgaard on May 19, 1976, in Bismarck.
Survivors: son, Chris Bartsch, Cathedral City, Calif.; stepdaughter, Angela Kamin, Mapleton; stepson, Cordell Melgaard, Owatonna, Minn.; six grandchildren; mother, Bemidji.
Funeral: Saturday, 11 a.m., First Lutheran Church, Bemidji.
Burial: Greenwood Cemetery, Bemidji.
Visitation: Friday, 5 to 7 p.m., Olson-Schwartz Funeral Home, Bemidji.
Lee and Bob Hosmer,That was my mistake yesterday. I had Lars Sivertson on my mind when I said Merle. I do know those two brothers apart too. In my childhood days, Merle & Marion Sivertson had a dairy farm on the corner of Highway 43 and the Metigoshe road that went up past Bennie Wittmayer’s resort. Marion was a daughter of Lewis Hahn’s.Not sure, but I think Virgil Soland owned a truck stop in Dickinson. Lee, If you look Virgil’s number up agian in the phone book, give him a call. Tell him you know the Stokes Brothers. He will for sure remember me and Bud is his brother-in-law. He knew dad really well too. It has been 48 years since I have seen Virgil.Gary
Hey sis (To Cheryl Dakin), Thanks for getting all the info. It has been great reading the blog about that great car. We thought we were the coolest kids in town having a fancy car like that!
To Dick Johnson…you were right! We did have the car when we lived in Art Rude’s house. Have a Happy Easter everyone.
Diane
NO Speak English
A Russian woman married a Canadian gentleman and they lived happily ever after in Toronto . The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but did manage to communicate with her husband. The real problem arose whenever she had to shop for groceries.
One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy chicken legs. She didn’t know how to put forward her request, so, in desperation, clucked like a chicken and lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. Her butcher got the message and gave her the chicken legs.
Next day she needed to get chicken breasts, again she didn’t know how to say it, so she clucked like a chicken and unbuttoned her blouse to show the butcher her breasts. The butcher understood again and gave her some chicken breasts.
On the 3rd day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages. Unable to find a way to communicate this, she brought her husband to the store…
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What were you
thinking?
Her husband speaks English