9/24/2013 (1858)

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No Blog yesterday.
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For the record I did not get a blog posted yesterday.
Gary
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Glen Williams daughter Andrea and their world bike tours
Reply from Glen Williams (’52):  Missoula, MT
Thanks for posting the blog from our Daughter Andrea and her husband Eric..

They are traveling the world by Bicycle..

Glen Williams Class of ’52

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Glen Williams daughter Andrea and their world bike tours
Reply from Bob Lykins (Teacher): b Hutto, TX
 

Gary,
Very interesting reading about Glen William’s daughter Andrea and their bike tour.  The photos are great.  Korea certainly has changed since my time there 35 years ago.  It was a beautiful country then with great people and I am sure it still is as Andrea’s comments and photos note.
Bob
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Memories of Bill Fassett
Reply From Paula Fassett( 71):  North Branch, MN

Hello All:

 

I, too, would like to say thanks to Lola for that memory of my Dad.  I’m guessing there were a lot of people who had no idea that he played guitar and sang – and sang beautifully.  Dad wasn’t much for entertaining ‘publicly’, although he played and sang at home a lot.  In his later years, he made cassette recordings of himself – it was partly because he was ‘honing’ his guitar skills, but I think he was also leaving us girls his ‘legacy’ – and what treasures those recordings are.  I have a  CD that I had made from one of those recordings which I’ve shared with several family members, and a few old friends.

 

His ‘historian’ skills emerged after he retired, I think.  He spent countless hours in the basement w/his typewriter writing up the history books of our family and of Dunseith that Susan had brought to several reunions.  He had his old typewriter that he got for graduation in 1936, but finally ‘splurged’ and got a newer one from Sears or Montgomery Ward, one of the two!

 

Lola, when you said he ‘d ‘missed his calling – made me chuckle.  I said that to him once time and his reply was a snort and “hog calling maybe”.  That was my Dad.

 

Paula Fassett

 

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Rolette County History
Message from Carmen Richard:  Rolette, ND

 

A few years ago, there was a reprinting of Laura Law’s book- History of Rolette County and Yarns of the Pioneers. I think they were available at NDAK Insurance in Rolla. I am not sure if there are anymore left but I can find out if anyone in interested and the cost I believe was around $20. I have one of the originals, and we refer to it often. I am so thankful that she put all that time and effort in writing it. One of her sons, Bonar and his wife Carol lived in the Dunseith area for awhile.
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Rolette County History
Message from Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND
Gary, Susan and friends,

The Log House had the book aforementioned.

 I purchased from Jess Hosmer  A true Dunseith treasure.

I first discovered the book  “History of Rolette County” at my Uncle Charles and Aunt Priscilla’s when
I was in upper elementary school, in the early 1960’s.  Reading  had become one of my favorite pastimes.
Books were valued.  When our family would go, “visiting”  I’d be found nosing through books at various places. 
I learned from Charles, my uncle that the Charlie Anklam family of Finnegan Township, Rolette
 were longtime pioneer friends and close neighbors of  the Law family.
They lived a mere mile apart.  Mrs. Law taught my uncle, Charles and his siblings at a rural country school
 along, with her  own children.  Imagine my excitement. Wow! My uncle knew an author!
  
I was developing a keen love of history and had been introduced to the
Laura Ingall’s Wilder books by our beloved, Mrs. Conroy. 
I came to the conclusion, Laura Thompson Law was born in the same era as Laura Ingalls Wilder.
My mother,Charlotte (Lottie) through Charles and Priscilla obtained a copy of  “The History of Rolette County”.
She purchased for my dad.  Later she gifted me a book as well. a.k.a. Treasures from Mom.
Gifts
One summer, while at the Log House, I queried Jess Hosmer about obtaining books.
Jesslyn Hosmer,”once up on a time former 5th grade teacher”made extraordinary effort,
 to obtain the copies of the Dunseith Centennial and History of Rolette County.    
Thanks to Jess, I was able to gift each of my 9 nieces and nephews
at Christmas the two hard bound books. 
Jess also located a person who bound copies the  Dunseith Centennial book.
She inquired, she contacted, then motored out of the area to get the books, and placed in the Log Cabin.
She  found another resource for bound hardcover copies of Laura Thompson Law’s book, 
History of Rolette County and she did the same.
I valued Jess for her mission to expand knowledge of Dunseith area and Rolette County, 
her genuine kindness and personable friendly demeanor to all who entered the Log House. 
Jesslyn Hosmer was truly an ambassador to those who entered the Log House in Dunseith.
Gift
Luella Boardman Bjornseth called me about three years ago……. 
 (on the sly). She called when Ralph was not around….
…this was difficult, because, She and Ralph are a pair. 
 Like, Salt and Pepper,Bread and Butter which Mrs. Suko our Home Ec teacher stressed
 are passed together.  Always. She’d say,”When someone asks for one, 
a refined person always passes the pair together.”  I believe, that is the same with  
pair’s of people who belong together….. like “Ralph and Luella” or… my cousin “Geri and Chuck”.
Anyway,
Luella wanted the book,”History of Rolette County” .
She desired a  special Christmas gift  for Ralph.
Twas winter.
And I. I love gifts. I love Christmas and I love pairs together.
Ah ha. A mission.
Oh boy,let this challenge begin!
I waited until summer.  One Sunday, I  drove home from visiting 
my Aunt Priscilla and Uncle Charles.
Per chance I’d get lucky? 
I stopped at the Log House and approached Jess Hosmer.
She was game……to the plan.  Once again she went on a mission.
I was able to purchase Luella’s book and another extra for my library.
Although……..I can nae have too many copies of treasures!
 Jess didn’t allow me to take the very last last one.
Back in Bottineau, the nexrt few months,
Luella and I had great fun finding a way to get the book into her house
 without Ralph’s knowledge.
I’d call Luella and tell Ralph …I needed a recipe…..or beets   (Me who no longer bakes and
never could make a beet pickle!
It became  an adventure….how to get the book out of my trunk, into Luella’s hand, 
and hidden away…til Christmas……wihout Ralph’s knowledge. 
I furthered my  education through Luella’s Santa-ing process.
I also learned alot about the red tractor.
Quite different from the green ones I grew up on.
Oh the things we learn when we open our minds and hearts to gifts!
A side note;
 Three summers past, I went to Scotland the first time.
I traveled with Cousin’s Geri and Chuck and members of  First Presbyterian of Fargo.
Ellen from the Red River Valley, and I were introduced,
 we were roommates while visiting the beautiful wild in the lands of Scotland.
We found,on that journey, we each have roots in Ireland as well.
 
I learned  Ellen was, Laura Thompson Law’s niece.
Her  paternal grandmother and Laura Thompson Law were sisters.
Thanks to Susan for giving many on this blog,opportunities 
to read and share Laura Thompson Law’s written words.
Her gift to the people with roots in Rolette County.
Until later, Happy Fall.
 Vickie
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Joke of the day
An Irish man is stumbling through the woods, totally drunk, when he
comes upon a preacher baptizing people in the river.
He proceeds into the water, subsequently bumping into the preacher.


The preacher turns around and is almost overcome by the smell of
alcohol, whereupon, he asks the drunk, “Are you ready to find Jesus?”

The drunk shouts, “Yes, oi am.”

So the preacher grabs him and dunks him in the water.

He pulls him back and asks, “Brother, have you found Jesus?”

The drunk replies, “No, oi haven’t found Jesus!”

The preacher, shocked at the answer, dunks him again but for a little longer.

He again pulls him out of the water and  asks, “Have you found Jesus,
me brother?”

The drunk answers, “No, oi haven’t found Jesus!”

By this time, the preacher is at his wits end and dunks the drunk
again — but this time holds him down for about 30 seconds, and when
he begins kicking his arms and legs about, he pulls him up.
The preacher again asks the drunk, “For the love of God, have you found Jesus?”

(get ready for this…..)

The drunk staggers upright, wipes  his eyes, coughs up a bit of water,
catches his breath, and says to the preacher,

“Are you sure this is where he fell in?”