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Folks,
Last year when my saved Dunseith Blogs email folder go really big it did an out delete. In the processes I lost my saved blogs for the Months of March, April and May of 2008. I did not have these saved in our Website either. Do any of you by chance have copies of those three month Blogs?
Gary
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Happy Birthday Tammy Azure: Dickenson, ND
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1933-1934 Basketball team
Posted by Susan Fassett Martin (’65): Spearfish, SD
Thanks Susan for this picture.
The guys in this picture would be nearly a hundred years old if living today. Clarence Hagen was born in December 1914.
Gary
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1963 Dunseith Photo
Posted by Terry Marion (’75): Dunseith, ND
Gary, thought you might want to share this with your readers, I had this remade from a picture that was taken on June 6th of 1963 and has been in the post office for as long as I can remember, The City had some new pictures taken in June of 2012 and I will send that on the another email. I have these both in my office and they are a great conversation item. I had extra prints made and will give them to Shelly at the City Hall, if someone was interested in having a set I’m sure she would help them to get a set. Terry L. Marion
Folks,The picture size of this photo is 15% of the original. The original PDF photo that Terry sent me is very clear with lots of detail when viewed at 150%. The file size is way to big to be sending with a group message. For those of you that would like a copy of the original PDF file please let me know so I can forward it to you.I was unable to open the 2012 photo, so Terry is sending it to me again.Thank you Terry.Gary
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Country kids and the buses
Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70): dogdays@utma.com Bottineau, ND
Gary and friends,
The beginning of the 60’s brought many rural kids to town school.
Years ago, there were few school buses picking up kids of the hills.
My parents made the decision away from a one room school to town school
My parents were determined that their children would all graduate from High School.
So I never went to a rural one roomed school. I attended first grade in WA.
We moved back to the farm.
When I was in 2nd grade a big yellow bus would pick us up or drop us off at the highway.
If we were lucky, my mom would be waiting to pick us up.
If not my older sister and I began a 1 1/2 mile walk to the farm.
I recall times in the fall, Leo Lamoureux stopping to give us a ride.
He had guns in his car and he was on his way to go bird hunting.
We knew he was safe. And he saved and gave my dad his reading magazines.
Soon farm families began to contract “feeder cars”.
The “feeder” cars would wait by highway number 3 for a big yellow school bus to come.
Take the kids on home in the afternoon or pick up in the mornings. In our area,
Edmund Walter was one of the feeder car drivers.
Johnny and Pat Myers drove one of the first yellow buses. It had holes in the floor, dusty,
drafty and was not very warm in the winter and hot and dry in the fall.
But there was no complaining.
I recall one fall afternoon, I was riding the Myer bus with my cousins, who lived at the border.
Pat was driving the bus that day. She drove north on the highway, dropping off kids.
A mile south of the border, she made right turn east to drop off the Lambs,
Strikers and Ele Deitrich. The dust was flying through the window and up holes in the floor.
We bounced and swerved speedily along.
Pat continued driving east and south until she got to dusty highway # 43, another turn,
right and the bus was traveled east.
My stomach was turning as bile rose up my throat.
I kept my eyes glued on the biggest hole in the floor.
I watched as the earth moved under my feet. .
The bus traveled over a rise.
Bleakkkkk….deep breath.
There in a dip of the road. was a big sow pig and many half grown young-un hogs!
Pat laid her body on the horn and feet on the brakes
No reponse from the herd of pigs as the bus jolted to a STOP.
The bus sat in the midst of a herd of grunty lazy pigs.
Out of Pat’s mouth…….cussing .
Expletives! I had never heard before!
The pig family were in no hurry to move. Pat cranked open the door!
She bounded down the steps!
She cussed and yelled some more shooing them.
The pigs, grunted and squealed as they meandered south into the ditch.
Pat was blazing angry! She climbed the steps back into the bus.
Wide eyed. Holding our breath,nary a word slipped out of the lips of kids on the bus.
Then Hill and Fugere began contracting bus transportation.
In 4th grade there weremore rural schools which closed.
As a result, Dunseith town school grew.
For many farm kids this was a big change!
A scary change from a one room school to a bloated overflowing school building.
Mrs. Conroy’s fourth grade class grew and changed that year.
Karen and Sandy Hagen, David Landverk, and the Barbara Wenstad and others from country schools
joined her class. Other’s went into Mrs. Longs combination room
They were far and _____ away in another section of the building.
Many kids chose not to go to Indian boarding schools also joined us.
The baby boomers from rural areas had finally arrived!
Later. Vickie
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Blog posted on February 25, 2008
2/25/2008
From Ele Dietrich Syter (69) – Memories:
Yes, I do remember standing in line on the stairs and in the COLD hallway waiting for my lunch. I also remember (much better I might add) Stella Schmitz doing the cooking. No one, in my opinion, has ever made Chili better than her. To this very day one of my favorite meals is chili and cheese sandwiches.
One other thing that I have been thinking about mentioning here is Herman Martinson’s bismarcks. To this day I am still looking for a bismarck that tastes as good as his did. And the glazed doughnuts also had that same special taste that no one has been able to duplicate. Any chance you might share the receipe for those Tim???
Funny how something like that will stay with you through a lifetime, but that is what this is all about isn’t it—MEMORIES.
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Talking about plays there was a production at Peterson Hall south of Kelvin about 1947. My dad, Jim Metcalfe, was on stage with a bouquet of onions, a dress borrowed from Hazel Foss and a pillow under the dress, A BRIDE. The groom was either Ed Walters or Leslie Sime, what their props were I do not remember. They were all pretty good and I don’t think they rehearsed more than once. My dad probably sang, “Those Hillbilly’s Are City Williams Now”. Crazy, huh.??
Now your dad, Gary Stokes, was a one man show at 4H at Floyd Lambs, as I remember.
Peterson Hall was an old CCC barracks moved down from the Peace Gardens. Gary Metcalfe
Now your dad, Gary Stokes, was a one man show at 4H at Floyd Lambs, as I remember.
Peterson Hall was an old CCC barracks moved down from the Peace Gardens. Gary Metcalfe
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From Diane Larson Sjol (70) – San Haven:
About San Haven…for those of you that don’t know, Scott Waggert,�
Editor of the Bottineau Courant, did an extensive study on San Haven,�
interviewing the people who “lived” there with TB…I teach at MSU-B�
and he was kind enough to talk to my students about San Haven on�
Friday during our chapter on respiratory disease. I know his work can�
be accessed by computer and I will get the website for you next week�
so you can take a look at it. San Haven was beautiful in its day but�
is now sadly in ruins. Diane Larson Sjol
Editor of the Bottineau Courant, did an extensive study on San Haven,�
interviewing the people who “lived” there with TB…I teach at MSU-B�
and he was kind enough to talk to my students about San Haven on�
Friday during our chapter on respiratory disease. I know his work can�
be accessed by computer and I will get the website for you next week�
so you can take a look at it. San Haven was beautiful in its day but�
is now sadly in ruins. Diane Larson Sjol
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From Dick Johnson – Memories & Cemeteries:
Gary and friendsWhen I heard the bike stories and Gary Metcalfe’s question
about Adrian Egbert it reminded me of the story about Don
Egbert and his bike. We lived just across the street to the
south of Ebert’s and when I got my old used bike from Edgar
Anderson, Donnie came over and I told him to take it for a
spin. He didn’t know how to ride but he ran up and down the
alley pushing the bike. Dad came out and said “get on Donald,
and I will help you learn how.” Don handed me the bike and ran
for home! A few days later Don and I and Marvin Kalk were
sitting on the north side of our house in the shade when Adrian
turned off Main Street and drove by with another used bike
sticking out of the trunk of his old 1953 Chevy. Before he even
got stopped, Don jumped up and ran across the street and into
their house. Marvin an I watched while Ol’ Ade took the bike
out and set it up behind the car. He walked into the house and
came out with Donald, pulling him by yhe ear. Ade yelled, ” I
bought you dis bike and by dod you gonna wide it, now dit on”!
Poor Don got on and started south past Kalk’s and peddled
faster and faster until Marvin and got left behind. He got over
to the side of the street and hit the gravel ridge and took a
nasty tumble! I can’t remember what happened to him{ if he got
hurt] but he rode bike after that!!
Crystal Fassett Anderson mentioned our local cemeteries and
memorials. The Riverside Cemetery has several board members, I
think Rod Medrud is one who you could contact. The caretaker at
Rendahl, I heard was Bob Bott. At Little Prairie, we are lucky
to have Joan Wurgler Salmonson as our secretary/ treasurer. Rod
or Joan can be reached at the lumberyard during the day as they
both work there. That number is 701-244=5438. We all have
limited finances and do the best we can with what we have. At
Little Prairie, we just completed a new front fence with brick
pillars and wrought iron railing. It took several years and
lots of volunteers but now it is nice!!Dick
about Adrian Egbert it reminded me of the story about Don
Egbert and his bike. We lived just across the street to the
south of Ebert’s and when I got my old used bike from Edgar
Anderson, Donnie came over and I told him to take it for a
spin. He didn’t know how to ride but he ran up and down the
alley pushing the bike. Dad came out and said “get on Donald,
and I will help you learn how.” Don handed me the bike and ran
for home! A few days later Don and I and Marvin Kalk were
sitting on the north side of our house in the shade when Adrian
turned off Main Street and drove by with another used bike
sticking out of the trunk of his old 1953 Chevy. Before he even
got stopped, Don jumped up and ran across the street and into
their house. Marvin an I watched while Ol’ Ade took the bike
out and set it up behind the car. He walked into the house and
came out with Donald, pulling him by yhe ear. Ade yelled, ” I
bought you dis bike and by dod you gonna wide it, now dit on”!
Poor Don got on and started south past Kalk’s and peddled
faster and faster until Marvin and got left behind. He got over
to the side of the street and hit the gravel ridge and took a
nasty tumble! I can’t remember what happened to him{ if he got
hurt] but he rode bike after that!!
Crystal Fassett Anderson mentioned our local cemeteries and
memorials. The Riverside Cemetery has several board members, I
think Rod Medrud is one who you could contact. The caretaker at
Rendahl, I heard was Bob Bott. At Little Prairie, we are lucky
to have Joan Wurgler Salmonson as our secretary/ treasurer. Rod
or Joan can be reached at the lumberyard during the day as they
both work there. That number is 701-244=5438. We all have
limited finances and do the best we can with what we have. At
Little Prairie, we just completed a new front fence with brick
pillars and wrought iron railing. It took several years and
lots of volunteers but now it is nice!!Dick
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With Dick Johnson and Diane Larson Sjol having comments in today’s message, I thought I’d share a picture with them, taken this last July, along with Diane’s sister Cheryl, Paulette LaCroix & Toni Morinville. Gary
Picture L To R:
Paulette La Croix, Dick Johnson, Toni Morinvelle, Cheryl Larson, Diane Larson
