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My Mother’s Story – Part 2
From Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND
When Charlotte was teenager in the late thirties, she would peek out the curtains, whenever a young, black haired, blue eyed older teenage boy, riding a black horse, through her parents yard stopped to visit her parents. He was on his way from where he lived with the Seim family to visit his older brother, Archie and his sister-in-law Bernice. Pop and mom liked the young man too, saying he was very respectful they said his name was Clifford Metcalfe, the son of William Metcalfe the man who’d died the summer of 1935.
Charlotte attended and completed 8 years of education at Hilltop Country School receiving her public school diploma in January of 1939. Charlotte was a shy, modest girl and did not like going to the big city of St. John to High School, she quit school, but she worked for area families, as a chore girl.
Mr. Floyd Vaughn, the kind and patient dear friend of her family decided that “Lottie” needed to learn to drive. He volunteered to be her teacher and used his car. Upon earning her drivers license she drove the Lamb family to the Vaughn family farm S.W. of Rolette for an Easter dinner prepared by Mr. Vaughn which included roast lamb and fresh asparagus.
Hallelujah!!
On September 1940, Charlotte was baptized by immersion at Church of the Brethren Lake (School Section Lake).
World War II rolled on and Charlotte corresponded with young men serving in the Canadian and US forces .
For about a year including 1944, Sylvia and Bob Lamb rode the west bound train to the west coast and worked in war effort. While they were gone, the Lamb family and maintaining the family farm was the sole responsibility of Floyd and Lottie.
The four Lamb’s were close as siblings and enjoyed fondly their time together. Floyd got the cream check and Lottie the egg check. They both cared for their siblings , Priscilla, thirteen years old and Willard, eight years. If needed, they could go to Grandma Wicks for guidance. She was the family matriarch, the wise woman of the family. The Lamb siblings enjoyed their year together. Sundays were social times with neighbors and relatives including the Abrahamsons,Nerpels, Brennans, Rushes, and Shroeders. Floyd would harness the working team to a sleigh or wagon to transport them to the neighborhood events such as taffy pulling and games. Lottie and Willard snuggled close in the hay and left driving the team to Floyd. If it was winter, hot potatoes kept cold fingers warm and were eaten upon their arrival.
Bob and Sylvia returned after that year with a goodly amount of money saved from their combined war effort of working in the shipyards. This enabled the family,to then pay off the mortgage incurred during the depression in the thirties, and Lottie’s hospital bill from Rolette. ( Mom always felt a guilt that the family incurred hardship because of her illness)
The winter of 1945, was an optimistic time, the war was ending, Lottie accompanied by her dear Pop as a chaperone, took the rail to Tacoma where she got a job first as an elevator operator. She ventured on a weekends with another friend on the bus to Seattle and became acquainted with former Dunseith area residents, including Mrs. Rose Metcalfe. She wrote letters to home to ND. She especially enjoyed corresponding with her little brother, Willard.
Charlotte saved her money and returned in the spring to ND. She visited then rode the train east, this time to Fargo, enrolling at a Fargo hair academy. She roomed with several other girls including a new friend and lifetime special Christmas pen pal, Ardis Larson. Her memories of that experience include, roasted potatoes for meals among the coals in the coal stove in the little apartment shared by six girls in Fargo. She then came back to Dunseith and was employed at Marie’s Beauty Shop. During that time, her dear Pop, Bob Lamb suffered a massive stroke. Since there were no nursing homes at that time, the family attended to his needs for his final eight years of life.
Charlotte enjoyed sending Christmas Cards to folks. She sent one to acquaintances in Seattle. Immediately, she started to get mail from Clifford Metcalfe. When he was released from active duty after W.W.II Cliff had enrolled on the GI plan. He became a plasterer apprentice in Seattle and was working as journeyman on and to becoming a master plasterer. In one letter, he asked Charlotte if she would marry him? Charlotte wrote him back, “You would have to ask that question in person!” He came back to Dunseith and did ask her. She said , “Yes.”
They were married on September 17, 1947, at Dunseith Lutheran Church in the presence of family and friends. Since her dear Pop was physically unable, Her brother, Floyd gave her away, , Priscilla was her maid of honor, and Jim Metcalfe served as best man. Lottie over sixty years kept her wedding cards.
Cliff was the love of Lottie’s life. They honeymooned at a little cabin on Oak Creek, in Bottineau, the area of Dan’s Super Value,now Autoparts store, and were “chivereed” at Jim and Ella Metcalfe’s. Charlotte loved Jim and Ella’s kids and had so many fond memories of them. As newly weds Cliff and Lottie traveled to Seattle by car. They lived on 49th, across the street from Wood Lawn Park Zoo and explored together, the zoo, the Cascade mountains and streams, and the Puget Sound ferries for the first three years of marriage.
Many times, Cliff and his brother, Archie sat in the front seat and Conrid sat in-between Lottie and his mom Bernice (Seim) Metcalfe. Lottie was very fond of Conrid, he was a “cute little boy” who loved to tease as much as his dad and Uncle. Cliff and Lottie also became well acquainted with Cliff’s other siblings living in the Seattle area. There oldest child was born in Seattle.
In the Metcalfe family, Lottie was a known (penny pincher) “saver”. She knew the grocer, baker and local butcher. It was the local butcher who showed Lottie how to mix ingredients to cure meat for Irish Corned Beef. She watched the sales and became quite thrifty managing her grocery money.
In May, 1950, after saving a “nest egg”,they came back to ND to visit Lottie’s family. Cliff walked through waist deep snow to purchase a little farm two miles south of Lottie’s parents. The farm was the Bill Child’s farm adjacent to the Seim farm where Cliff had spent four years. They were back to the country life with very few modern conveniences.
Together they toiled, worked, endured,and saved. Lottie milked cows, tended gardens, raised chickens, lambed and assisted in birthing of cattle, canned, sewed, and was primary caretaker of the children. Whatever, she couldn’t do physically on the farm, Cliff would do when he got home at night or on Sundays, as he continued to full time work as a Master plasterer.
In the early fifties, Charlotte’s Grand parent’s Sam and Elizabeth Wicks and dear Pop passed away. Charlottes mother not sick for long, Sylvia passed away of acute leukemia. Lottie and Clifford lost one premature baby. Vickie was born in the Bottineau hospital. And, Nancy suffered from rheumatic fever.
Friday and Saturday nights were for “going visiting”, extended family, friends or neighbors. Often Lottie would be asked to give haircuts or perms. The adults visited and the children all played together. Christmas was spent with the Lamb side of the family, usually one of the main dishes was fried oysters.
And, many Thanksgivings were spent with Mary and Bill Metcalfe.
In the beginning, Cliff and Charlotte milked cows by hand, to the light of lanterns in an old dirt floor log barn selling the cream to either of the two Dunseith creameries. In the early 1950’s south of the little one bedroom house, they built the big red barn. Louis and Clayton Bergan and Mrs. Evans worked that summer on that barn. They also raised sheep, herd cattle, pigs, turkeys, geese and chickens. Lottie sold eggs for grocery money.
In June 1956, their third daughter was born at Bottineau. In the winter of 1956 -1957, Archie Metcalfe recovering from brain surgery came to stay. Uncle Archie delighted in teasing the girls. And the girls enjoyed this wonderful uncle who sang to them, played with them and teased them. At times Lottie would scold all of them including Archie, sending the girls to their room. She said, ” the time out’s never lasted long as the girls would quietly come out and want play with him again.”
Charlotte’s little brother, Willard Lamb and Betty Schneider were wed in the Methodist Church on January 6, 1957.
That January brought more challenges to the family.
Until Later,
Thanks Gary.
Vickie
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