Message from Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Thanks to those that supplied info for the pictures – for the LaRoque family, too.  If the people are identified at a later date, I’ll add the names and resend it.

Thanks to everyone for all information.   If Mel Kuhn has any extra memory pills, I can use some!

Neola

Reply from Tim Martinson (69): 

Hi Gary, You probably have gotten a response on this picture, but as I remember, Arlinda is on

the left and Beth is in the middle. I lived one block south of their home in Dunseith. I sometimes

wonder if the boys still ride the dirt bikes as they and theLaugerquist boys had a lot of fun in

the mountains. They probably have switched to riding hogs instead, as in Harley Davidson, and

travel on the pavement rather than the country roads and trails. There were many times in the

early 70′s that I would run into these mud splattered guys cruising on their bikes. What a sight

to see a group out having fun their way. Take Care, Tim

Tim, you are right.  I got Lindy & Beth reversed. Knowing that Beth is the older of the two, with Arlinda being the taller of the two in this picture, I got them reversed.  Taking a closer look I can tell I listed them wrong. You Fauske kids are just too polite in not telling me I screwed up.  I think Beth got a growth spurt later on.  Gary

Elwood Fauske Family:
Back L to R: Carrole, Russell & Connie
Front L to R: Eleanore (Hiatt),  Arlinda (Lindy), Beth,  Brian & Elwood.

Message/Picture from Phyllis McKay (65): 

Hi Gary,

I returned from Florida the evening of August 10th. My sisters Patsy and Minnie Mary went on a cruise to Mexico and spent several days in the Miami and Fort Lauderdale area. It has taken me until now to get caught up on all the summer e-mails! I have enjoyed reading all of them! I seem to be missing 191,194,and 195.

I spent most of July in Europe with my 18 year old grandson, Derek Sims. He graduated from Milnor, North Dakota in May. We were in London for about a week. We visited the Tower of London, cruised the Thames, went to West Minister Abby and saw the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace. We ate at the original Hard Rock Cafe and in the Crypt of Saint Martin in the Fields next to Trafalgar Square. We went to the National Art Museum and spent time in Trafalgar Square with the pigeons. We met many interesting people as we traveled on the city buses and the “Tube” (London’s underground subway system).

We rode on the high speed train from London to Paris using the tunnel under the English Channel. The machine that dug this tunnel came from Seattle. In Paris we visited Notre Dame, cruised the Seine River, and went to the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles. We ate on the 400 foot level of the Eiffel Tower and of course the Hard Rock in Paris. We dined in several Parisian sidewalk Cafes. We looked at great works of art in the de Orsay, the Orangerie and the Louvre Museum. We found our way to the Pere Lachaise Cemetery and saw Jim Morrison’s grave. (He has his own guard!) Derek soon learned enough French to navigate around the city of Paris. When we were on the top of the Eiffel Tower, (1000 ft) we could see the city stretching out in all direction with no end in sight. Derek could not believe his eyes! Going with an 18 year old, we climbed the stairs to the top of any monument that allowed it. Of course he would be waiting for me at the top as I huffed along behind him.

It was a trip that will always be remembered as not only a time to see far away places but also a time for me to get to know my grandson as an adult. I could not have asked for a more kind, considerate traveling companion, of course I am tremendously prejudge!

Thank you again, Gary!
Phyllis

Phyllis, You’ve got a very nice looking grandson.  His Grandma is looking pretty sharp too!  We don’t look a day over 61, do we?  You could pass for being much younger though. Gary

Pictures of Phyllis McKay & her grandson Derek,in Europe

Message/Picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Gary,

Thanks to Mel Kuhn for the identifications and the information about the families.  Olivine either is/was across the hall from Mom at Good Sam.  Mrs. Senechal is a couple doors to the west.  I usually see Evelyn/Mrs. Senechal  when I visit Mom. When I say, “Hi, Evelyn”, or “Hi, Mrs. Senechal”, she gives me a big smile and says something, so we sometimes chit-chat a bit.  She and her walker “get around”.   Keith/his wife have been visiting his mom a couple of times when I’ve been there.

Neola