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From: Marv Staub

To: Gary Stokes

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Hi Gary,  It has been so much fun reading all the notes from people who lived in Dunseith.  One memory I have of Dunseith is of the old warming shed at the skating rink.  I don’t know what happened to it, I was thinking a fire, but it was just gone one winter.  Bonnie Awalt Houle and I spent many hours skating there and after the warming shed was gone, we did use the jail for warming.  More than once there would be prisoners that we would visit with.  I wonder if my mother knew.  Frank Flynn would flood the lot and most of the time it was very smooth, if the wind didn’t blow when he was flooding it.  Frank lived just south of my folk’s café, next to Billy Wright’s grocery store.  Then across the side street from him, further south, was Emil Hassen’s grocery and dry goods store.  Across Main Street from Billy’s was KC’s which was also groceries and dry goods.  Can you imagine that Dunseith had 5 grocery stores at that time???  North of the café was Clint Anderson’s creamery and then Ray Wilson’s office.  Ray was the judge and also took in dry cleaning to be sent to Westhope.  He did driver’s licenses and I suppose most legal papers.  I remember helping with the driver’s licenses when I was in 2ndgrade.  Do you think that would fly today???  Frank and Ray were my two favorite people outside my family until I started school and had friends my own age.  My uncle Arnold Lilleby had the theater and also the funeral home on the corner.  He and his family lived there for many years before he bought the house down by the creek.  My uncle Louis Lilleby and his wife lived across the street from the Northern Hotel (Adrian Egbert) and at one time had the taxi service in town.  This is getting a little long, but Thanks, Gary for doing this for all use Dunseith junkies.  Janice Leonard Workman

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Message from Susan Brew Roussin (59):

Thanks so much for the memories.  I was surprised to see a note from Mary (Iverson) Staub.  She was one of my early girlfriends.  Don’t know if she remembers me, I was Susan Brew until 1958, when I married and moved to St. Louis, MO.  I later returned to the Dunseith and Belcourt area and got my high school diploma.  The classmates of ’59, still accept me as one of their own.  Thank God.  I have four children, Dawn, Debbie, Marie (Mary Jane) and Mike.  The girls are in three different states, MN, IN, and NC.  Only my son is close by.  I have 13 grandcuties, and three great grandbabies, all girls in NC.  Have a super day.

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Gary,

A reply to Paulette’s question about the red headed lady on horseback.
That was Hazel Hiatt, my Grandpa Johns 2nd wife. Hazel always wore her
hair really short, dressed in mens jeans and western shirt and hat and
98% of the time at first glance you thought she was a he. In fact one
year at the Bottineau horse show she got 2nd or 3rd place in mens
western pleasure, but they took the ribbon back. Hazel was a very hard
working person who treated us kids just great. We all thought very
highly of her, but it was very touchy situation back then as my Grandma
was still living and family get togethers sometimes seemed quite cold.
Anyway she was quite a horse woman with a good heart. 

A short story about Johnny Meyer. Johnny trucked alot of horses for my
dad and one time we pastured out near Bowbells and I rode with Johnny in
the semi to take aload of mares to pasture. Well we had a flat so he
pulled into Kenmare and went into the Farmers Union looking for tools
like he was in the shop at Dales. As we were changing the tire, with the
truck parked on the street, a business man came walking by in his nice
suit, and politely stated that maybe Johnny should have his flashers on.
Johnny looked at the truck than the man and politely said ” If they
can’t see the %$^&* truck how the hell to do think they could see the
flasher” The man just turned and walked away with a puzzled look on his
face.

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