Happy Birthday Warren Anderson (’65): Rolette, ND

North Dakota in July
Reply from Bill Hosmer (’48): Tucson, AZ

Gary, I intend to be there (North Dakota), preferably in July. No plans at this point, but

the odds are good that we will again shake hands.  Bill

Gary’s reply
Bill,

I am really looking forward to seeing you in July too and everyone else.  We’ll have to plan some group gatherings with some of the folks too.

Gary

Seeking information about Clark Hosmer.
From Robert Pelley, Quebec, CA

Good day sir!

I am  writing you from Canada, hoping that you may be able to put me in contact  with a relative of one of your alumni members.  I expect you have never had a request like that before, so let me briefly explain!

I am a former resident of Gander, Newfoundland, which in !939–45 was the largest airport in the world.  It was jumping-off point of a very large percentage of USAAF bombers headed to Europe during Would War 2.  You Americans were good enough to cheat a little bit and in fact already had personnel in Gander even before Pearl Harbour and the official start of the war.

The first urgency was obtain proper weather information and to that end, the first American weather personnel of 8th Weather Squadron,  under Captain Clark Hosmer,  arrived at “Gander Field” to support the later arrival of the US 21st Reconnaissance Squadron on 09 March 1941.  Captain Hosmer was therefore the first American officer in Gander during World War 2.

However, even though this was an important occasion, nothing else in known about him.  Through in internet search, I came across the name of a Bill Hosmer  in your blog of 06/14/2009.   Mr Hosmer spoke about an uncle Clark who belly landed in was one of the early models of the Curtis P-40.  Given the relative rarity of the name Hosmer and the probable age of a P-40 pilot, it could very well be that Bill Hosmer’s uncle is the chap I am trying to learn more about.

In the 1950s the wartime airport was pretty much bulldozed over and in new terminal opened in 1959. This means that the history of “old Gander” is slowly disappearing as people with recollection of that era are fewer with passing of time.

I would like to add to my website an article giving more info on Captain Hosmer.  I would appreciate it enormously if you were able to get in contact with Bill Hosmer to see if i could have been his uncle.  I thank you very much in advance.

Robert Pelley
2967 rue de la Faune
Québec QC  G2A 1J1
Canada

http://bobsganderhistory.com/

Gary Stokes’ Reply
Hello Robert Pelley,
I think Bill’s Uncle, Clark Hosmer, is the same guy you remember.

The following excerpt is from the 1982 Dunseith Centennial Book
Clark Hosmer was a 1936 graduate of Wes Point Military Academy and made the Air Force a Career. He retired a Lt. Colonel and now lives in Shalimar FL. His son, Bradley, a graduate of the U.S. Air Force academy, was recently promoted to Brig. General. They have two other children, Gay Hosmer Lawrence and Phillip Hosmer”

I am including Bill Hosmer, Bob Hosmer and Colette Hosmer with this reply.  They know the Hosmer History well and should be able to answer your questions.

Sincerely,

Gary Stokes

Colette Hosmer’s Reply
Dear Mr. Pelley,
I am Colette Hosmer, niece of Captain Clark Hosmer.  Although I loved him dearly (he was a rare and exceptional person) I do not have the detailed information that you’re looking for.  Therefore, I will forward your inquiry to cousin Brad, Clark’s oldest son.  You’ve likely heard from cousin Bill already (another exceptional pilot).

I’ve bookmarked your website and will look forward to checking in.

Bill Hosmer’s reply
Gary, Thank you for getting the word to me from the Canadian gent trying to contact me.  I’ve responded to him and put him in touch with my cousin, Brad Hosmer, Clark’s eldest son. It should complete the circuit.

My best to you and to Bernadette, I hope she is in good order and comfort.

Cheers, Bill Hosmer

Robert Pelley’s Reply
Hello Colette and thanks for taking the time to answer – much appreciated.

BTW completely as an aside, just love the name Colette.    A former Ganderite, I now live in Quebec City where my everyday language is French.  Your name has very nice ring to it!!!

Tnx again and hopefully I  will do justice to Clark and other Americans who helped defeat tyranny,  RP

Robert Pelley’s Reply
Hello Gary……..wow, that was fast –  I will check to see if they give a Victoria Cross or the equivalent for blogging over and above the call of duty !

Your help is extremely appreciated. I hope to get enough info from Mr Hosmer and other resources to do an article worthy of the American weathers officers and men who help flyers get safety from Gander and other airfields safely across the Atlantic, back in the early days when it was an uncommon and pioneering experience.

Thanks again!  Robert.

Joke of the day
Posted by Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73): 

Murder at Costco

Tired of constantly being broke and stuck in an unhappy marriage, a young husband decided to solve both problems by taking out a large insurance policy on his wife with himself as the beneficiary and then arranging to have her killed.
A ‘friend of a friend’ put him in touch with a nefarious dark-side underworld figure who went by the name of ‘Artie.’ Artie explained to the husband that his going price for snuffing out a spouse was $10,000.
The Husband said he was willing to pay that amount but that he wouldn’t have any cash on hand until he could collect his wife’s insurance money. Artie insisted on being paid at least something up front, so the man opened his wallet, displaying the single dollar coin that rested inside.
Artie sighed, rolled his eyes and reluctantly agreed to accept the dollar as down payment for the dirty deed.
A few days later, Artie followed the man’s wife to the local Costco Supermarket. There, he surprised her in the produce department and proceeded to strangle her with his gloved hands. As the poor unsuspecting woman drew her last breath and slumped to the floor, the manager of the produce department stumbled unexpectedly onto the murder scene. Unwilling to leave any living witnesses behind, ol’ Artie had no choice but to strangle the produce manager as well.

However, unknown to Artie, the entire proceedings were captured by the hidden security cameras and observed by the shop’s security guard, who immediately called the police. Artie was caught and arrested before he could even leave the premises.

Under intense questioning at the police station, Artie revealed the whole sordid plan, including his unusual financial arrangements with the hapless husband who was also quickly arrested.
The next day in the Newspaper, the headline declared…

(You’re going to hate me for this….)

“ARTIE CHOKES 2 for $1.00 @ Costco”

Oh, quit groaning! I don’t write this stuff, I receive it from my warped friends and then send it on to you.

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Blog (289) posted on November 21, 2008

Folks, I just talked with Marsha Getzlaff Bakken. She just got back from Colorado, visiting her daughter and her family.  She will be sending information and identities of her Dad, Darrel’s, family that are in the Getzlaff family photo that I posted several days ago.  She wants to talk to her dad first, to make sure she gets everything correct. Marsha lives in Anchorage, Alaska. I will be posting all the replies that you folks sent along with what I get from Marsha. I will be posting the picture again too. Gary

Message from Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (48): 

This is my first response to the very enjoyable “memories” of my

Dunseith days.
I taught school at the Lockhart rural school north of Dunseith.  The
school house was 1 mile south of the Canadian line.  This was about 1950
and 1951.  One pleasant memory was walking to Tommy Hagen’s school to
play ball.  What a “field trip!”  Curt Millang, Dennis Espe, Curt Kavlie
were my heavy hitters.
Cheering for Lockhart were the first graders because I think we had to
have everyone on the team to make a go of it. That had to be Sandra
Zeiler and maybe Garrett Myers.  What a bunch of good kids I had.  There
were 6 Millang kids, 2 Zeilers, 3 Handlands, 1 Kavlie, 2 Salmonsons, 2
Espes and 1 Myers.  I most likely have the two years mixed up but then
that was over 50 years ago.
I live in Renton, WA and have been here for about 35 years.  Most
of my family of the McKays live in North Dakota so I do go “home”  to
visit.  My sister, Phyllis, lives in Auburn, WA.
Thanks to you, Gary, for this unusual connection for all of us on
the receiving end.
Minnie Mary McKay Merrill

Reply from Tom Hagen (51): 

Hi, Gary, another of my pupils at the Wetherault School I noted had

written with the cowboy serial  (Warren Anderson)   Tom Hagen

We love E-mail letters,  Love Tom and Dot

Tom, Warren is part of the class of 65, along with me and all the others. Warren and his wife Cora are living in Rolette.  Gary

Message from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary and friends,

In the  Minot Daily News today,November 20, 2008
LAURA POTRATZ, 99, Rugby, died Wednesday in a Rugby hospital. (Elick
Funeral Home, Rolla)

Mrs. Potratz was formerly “Miss Olson”.  My  Dad Cliff, and Aunt
Leona (Metcalfe) were very fond of her.And spoke highly of  Miss
Olson as a their HillSide country school teacher in the late 1920’s
and early 1930’s.

As an adult, my dad plastered her farm house and they renewed their
acquaintance as dad’s favorite teacher.
When Aunt  Leona (Metcalfe) Oswell and  son Ron came back to ND in
June 2000 they had dinner at the Dunseith Senior Center.  “Miss
Olson”  ie. Mrs. Potratz came because it was put in the Dunseith news
that Leona would having dinner there, renewing friendships ,they had
a very lengthy visit.

When,  Leona came back to my house that afternoon, she brought school
pictures of herself that Mrs. Potraz had kept all those years and
gave to Leona. My Aunt Leona was absolutely delighted about this
visit at Dunseith Senor Citizens, especially with comments by “Miss
Olson” that she recalled  Leona was one of her  “brightest and most
intelligent students” .  Leona was like a little school girl. again
tickled and …. awed that Miss Olsen would say  that.
Mrs.Laura (Olson)  Potraz taught  at many Rolette and Bottineau
County rural schools.  Maybe some of you recall her?
A side note, she and her husband donated monies to decorate one of
the rooms at Metigoshe Lutheran Christian Center. It seems to me it
was a room with a “schoolhouse” motif.
—
Vickie L. Metcalfe

Follow up message from Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

Gary and etal, I notified my cousins this am of Mrs. Potratz passing….thought you might be interested in what Geri and Chuck Munro wrote.   I then realized it was HillSide School (Bergan) not Hilltop School.   My dad used to sing..”.HillSide will shine to night,  Hillside will shine” . etc  Thank you!………….. |-O Vickie
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Geri here—I had Miss Laura Olson for a teacher at our little Hilltop Country School–she was excellent and told me she had taught Leona and Cliff and others–maybe at Hillside??  Vickie, we’ve shared pics from Hillside when relatives went there.  Chuck had her in 4th grade in Rolla; and she started him playing the bass drum in Grade 4-5 Rhythm Band–his introduction to playing the drums  He, too, felt she was an excellent teacher–no one seemed to forget that she had been their teacher.  She was a CLASSIC.  We visited with her a few times after she married Bill Potratz.

Reply from Shirley Olson Warcup (49): 

A message for Lloyd Awalt.

You probably didn’t know this, but a small contingent of freshman girls (myself included) spent a few hours awaiting your arrival in Dunseith the day you arrived home from military service.  We had heard you were coming home that day and we waited in the Drug Store–intermittently going out to see if we could see your Dad’s car coming .  I’m not sure how long we waited , but we did catch a glimpse of you as you  came down main street.  We were too shy to wave and cheer–but you were silently and happily welcomed home that day!!  Belated thanks for your service to the country and to all of us!

Shirley Olson Warcup

Reply from Mel Kuhn (70):

Howdy Gary,

Great story from Lloyd Awalt. Thank you Lloyd for sharing it with us.

Mel Kuhn[70]

Picture provide by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Folks, The three guys standing in the back are Emil Hazeldahl, John Kofoid & Bob Stokes.  Lillian Houle is the lady with a red top in the front. John Kofoid is Neola’s Dad.  He owned the Corner Stone Garage, in Dunseith, in the 50’s/60’s.  Lillian is the mother of Allen Houle and all the Houle children that attended Dunseith in the 60’s/70’s.  Emil Hazeldahl was married to my dad’s sister Olga. Olga was first married to Bert Hanson, brother to Francis Morinville.  She married Emil a few years after Bert’s death.

Happy Birthday Janice Leonard Workman (’56):   Auburn, WA

From Bonnie Awalt Houle (’56):  Becker, MN

Dear Gary,

Wishing Janice Leonard Workman a happy Birthday.  She has been my Life Long Friend and her Birthday is April 24th and on that day she becomes older than me.  I love feeling younger even if it is only for 6 months.  Thanks a lot dear friend.

Bonnie Awalt Houle ’56

4/23/2015 Maya Mexican Restaurant, Cebu, Philippines
Gary and Bernadette Stokes

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Blog (288) posted on November 20, 2008

Service history/pictures from Lloyd Awalt (44): 

Lloyd, I had you listed with the class of 46. I have now corrected that error.

This is a great story. Thank you so much for sharing.  Gary

Dear Gary,

More of the Dunseith History.  I believe a lot of people will remember the Awalt’s.  My Dad John was born on the place where Dick Johnson lives now.  My Grandpa sold the farm to Han’s Johnson and moved back to Missouri.  My Parent, John and Gertrude went to Missouri with them and that is where I and Eleanor were born.  We all moved back to North Dakota when the Banks went belly-up in 1929.  We lived on the Peterson Place across the road from Cliff Metcalf’s.  In the Spring of 1930 we moved into Dunseith as Dad went to work in the Gottbreht Mill.  We lived in the house that Bill Fassett’s later lived in.  Dad later bought the Dray Line from Clarence Berg.  The Dray Line hauled anything and everything.  We met the train every evening hauling anything that came in, delivered coal to homes, and supplies to the stores.  In 1941 Dad sold the Dray line to Leo Vandal.

In 1943 I enlisted in the Navy.  (I would have graduated with the class of 1944 with Urbain Cote and that bunch). My Dad had to sign for me to join.  My first training was at Ft. Snelling in Minneapolis, Mn. and then was sent to Farrugt, Idaho for 8 weeks training and next onto an air base in California, where I underwent a great deal of training to prepare for the war.  Most of the training was centered around aircraft support.  I was also sent to gunnery school, which was real important to me later on.  In the summer of 1944, along with thousand of other me I boarded an aircraft carrier, the USS Kalinin Bay, for the trip to Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. The trip took two weeks, and we were worried about Japanese’s submarines, but at the same time we were pretty comforted by the sheer size of the aircraft carrier.  From Pearl Harbor I was assigned to the U.S. Naval Air Facility on Johnston Island, located about 750 miles southwest of Hawaii.  The Island is only about a quarter mile wide and one mile long.  There was nothing on the Island except the airstrip and 1,500 military personnel.  Our primary mission was to provide air coverage for our ships going to and from Pearl Harbor.  The Naval Air Facility at Johnston Island flew the Dauntless Dive Bomber.  This workhorse airplane had fought most of the air and naval battles in the Pacific during the early years of the war.  The Dauntless had a range of about 400 miles, so we would  provide air coverage to the end of our range, and then turn the air coverage over to someone else.  The air facility also flew reconnaissance patrols.  I was a plane captain, responsible for making sure my airplane was flight ready, that meant I worked on the planes and on the airfield, and took my turn at guard duty.  My gunnery training came in handy, too, as I sometimes served as the gunner in the Dauntless Dive Bomber, manning the twin ..30-caliber machine guns in the rear of the two-seat dive bomber.  The pilots had a rule:  Whoever worked on the plane had to fly with the pilot to make sure the plane was safe.  One time after replacing a wing, the pilot took me up to about 9,000 feet and then told me he wanted to see, “How well the plane would hold up,” putting the dive bomber into a steep dive all the way back down!  The ocean sure came up fast.  Much of the work we did was tedious.  The Pacific Islands were hot, (120 degrees in the shade if you could find any.) There were no trees.  Off duty we played a lot of baseball and softball, went fishing and swimming.  We were the stop off for planes returning to Pearl Harbor with wounded or prisoners of war.  Planes would refuel or change pilots before continuing on to Pearl Harbor.  I saw a lot of wounded men who had seen the worst of the fighting.  When the war ended we celebrated, with 3.2 beer, and a big sigh of relief.  From there I was sent to the mainland and Washington State where I refurbished airplanes.  In March of 1946 I was mustered out of the service.

I don’t have any pictures of the Blizzard of 1948-49 when the Army came in to dig Dunseith out.  They stayed about 6 weeks.  There were 4 ways to get out of town and the farthest you could get was 4 miles North of Town.

Winifred Pritchard stayed with my Parents when she was going to High School.  We became very close to Winifred and her family.  I got to know her Dad “Will” because Winifred would take me home with her on week-ends.

My sister Eleanor went to work in Shelvers Drug store when she was in High School, she said it was a wonderful place to work.

My Dad worked for PV Elevator for a few years and then went into carpenter work, something he’d always wanted to do.  A lot of his work is still there.  He built the PostOffice, the Bank, many barn up in the hills, the Boarder Station at the Peace Garden, the Peace Chapel, and the float that is in many Dunseith Parades.  John Awalt loved the Stone Church in Dunseith and along with Fred Michaelson did many hours of free carpentry work on the church.

Lloyd Awalt Class of !944

Reply from Marylyn Diebold (Willow City): 

Thank you so much for the information. I’ve heard a lot of positive things concerning your blog. Keep up the good work!

Incidentally I did find out that the sheds on our property that were purchased from San Haven were more than likely goat sheds. I spoke to a gentleman whose last name, I believe, was Awalt, or something close to that. He worked for many years at San Haven and it was so interesting to me. Never realized before that the complex was like a little city. My down-syndrome cousin who is now 49, was moved to San Haven from Grafton. I forget the year that took place.

Thanks again for sending me the information!

Marylyn Diebold

Folks, Marylyn is the lady that is using the material from old buildings, for making crafts, that were moved to her place from San Haven. Do any of you remember anything about these goat sheds that were up at San Haven?

Marylyn, I believe the guy you talked to was Lloyd Awalt. He lives in Bottineau on the corner of Main street an #5. He would know a lot of the history of San Haven.

From Dave Slyter (70): 

Gary, Paul, and Warren:

Just to send a big thank you for the memories in the two video’s this morning.  Pauls was hilarious and Warrens was just great.  Funny how you can forget an actor and as soon as you see their faces again you remember watching them way back when.   Just means we are getting just a little older.

Thanks fella’s for sharing the video’s.

Dave Slyter (70)

Reply from Angela Berube Malget (65): 

Hi Gary and Everyone,

I am responding to Neola’s question in the #284 posting about the
wedding photo of Sharon Berube and Dave Kelly.  Sharon is the daughter
of Edward and Evelyn Berube of Belcourt.  She would be a first cousin to
Jim, Tom, Cecile and Bill Berube and also to me and my family.  Dave
Kelly lived in Minneapolis and would not be related to Randy Kelly’s
family.  Sure is interesting to see all these pictures.

Angela Berube Malget (65)

Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Hi Gary,

When people visit Mrs. Pritchard at St. Andrew’s in Bottineau, they might like to also visit my aunt, Alvina Brudwick Christianson.  She lives in Room 107; phone number 701-228-9308.

Neola

Folks, Alvina is Lois Christianson Roland’s mother.  They lived in the Willow Lake community west of the Halvorson’s, in Bottineau county. Lois graduated in 1965 from Bottineau HS. She is married to Dickie Roland, also from the BHS class of 65.

Winifred Pritchard Eurich (37) is also a resident at St. Andrew’s. I was reading in the Dunseith news where Sylvia Bergan recently celebrated her 96th birthday. She too is a resident at St. Andrew’s.  She is a great aunt to all the Bergan siblings from Dunseith. She was a close family friend of ours in my growing up days. When I talked to her a while back, she remembered me well and was asking about my brothers.  When Sylvia celebrated her 90th, she did not look a day over 60. Gary

Happy Birthday Sherri Slyter Millang: Bottineau, ND

Reply from Bobby Slyter (’70):  Wichita, Kansas

Yes Dick I do remember the wagon rides down the hill just glad we are all alive to remember it lol

Reply from Dewy Morinville (’72):  Dunseith, ND

Seeing the pic of your parents and brother Darrel sure brings back memories of when everyone gather at aunt Olga and uncle Bert Hanson. Your mom and aunt Olga always made sure I had enough to eat. (Like I needed more food) great pies.  Sad to hear that your better half isn’t doing the best. Gary check out sun rider corp. It’s all natural herbal body cleansing. I watched a man from Canada use it in his doctors couldn’t believe how he improved. He had Parkinson’s. I am not sure what Bernadette has but it worth checking out.

Pie Story
From Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND

Gary’s Remark
Larry, There is a lot of truth in what you have to say in this story. Of course there may be a touch of drama too.
Keep them coming Larry. We love them. Thanks. Gary

Gary
How are you doing?  I hope you and your family are doing well.  I’m writing to let you know that I ate my last slice of “June Berry Pie”.  Now I know you are wondering why I think, you care.  I remember from the “All School Reunion” that when they saw you coming into the Senior Center there in Dunseith, that they hurried up and put all the pies out on the shelf.  They knew you were going to be eating some pie and they wanted to make sure that they had a good selection for you and enough pie to satisfy your cravings.  I know someone remarked that they figured that you were a little tired of just eating sushi and rice pies.  Is there such a thing?

Well, I knew you would be interested in how I got this June berry pie.  Well, I went to one of these high school jazz concerts that my granddaughter was playing in to raise money for their band.  You had to buy a ticket to get into the high school building, and then they fed you a meal of salad, spaghetti, and cheese cake, with coffee. It was delicious.  After the meal everyone kind of milled around and visited and begin wandering down the hallway toward the concert theatre.  Along the hallway walls they had tables lined up with items that you could bid on.  It was one of them silent auction affairs.  The first item I came across that was of interest to me was a large container of eye shadow , so I wrote down my son-in-laws name under the other peoples names, and put a nice  dollar amount assuring that he would get the item.  Of course he was unaware of this, as he was still back in the dining area still visiting.  The next item I came upon that was of interest to me was a nice looking blueberry pie.  I studied that pie for awhile but decided to keep on moving along the line of tables looking at the items displayed, and eyeballing who bid on what and how much they bid.  Than it happened Gary! I saw it sitting there in its entire splendor.  A June berry pie!  Of course I had to put a nice bid down for that pie.  My wife gave me the look, but she knew better then to get between me and that pie, in particular a (June Berry Pie).  I know you understand the pressure I was under to control myself and to not give away the fact that I was going to bid for that pie.  I wrote down a bid a few dollars above the highest amount shown and nonchalantly preceded down the line looking at items and fully intending to go back and check on how my bid was holding up.  As I proceeded along the line of tables and glancing back occasionally to see if anyone else was spending any amount of time studying that (June Berry Pie).  Gary, “you won’t believes this” it happened again, there before me I beheld another item of great interest.  Would you believe a whole case of fleischkuechle?  Well, Gary as you know! That’s like throwing a little piece of heaven in front of a German or lutefisk in front of a Norwegian.  That’s probably not a good comparison. As you probably guessed, I had to put down a bid for the fleischkuechle also.

Well as you probably know in a bidding situation like this you have to keep circling and checking your bid and of course upping the bid if you really want the item.  Well wouldn’t you know it?  One of my daughters gal friends ask her, if her husband wore eye shadow?  So she had to go look at the bid sheet.  She of course recognized my hand writing.  She came and ask me what was going on and so I explained it was a joke that I was playing on her husband. I already was out-bid on the eye shadow, so she wrote down his name for the next bid.  We both bid a few more times on the items before having to go in for the jazz concert. Thinking our bids were secure, we enjoyed a great concert put on by the high school band.   They have an amazing band and did an outstanding job performing for the concert.  It was enjoyed by all in attendance.

After the concert they read off the winners of the auction items.  My daughter and I were out bid on the eye shadow. My son-in-law got lucky and don’t have to wear eye shadow. I don’t think he would have looked to good with it anyway.  But Gary, I got the fleischkuechle for 41.00 dollars, and you know what Gary, “I know you won’t believe this”  I got the June Berry Pie too for the tidy sum of 47.00 dollars.  WOW, huh?  My wife cut up the pie and wrapped each piece individually and put them in a container and froze them.  Whenever I felt like “June Berry Pie” and with the help of the micro wave, I had “June Berry Pie”.   But, now it is gone.  A sad thing? But not to be deterred.

I went out and checked the rhubarb yesterday and yes the plants are sticking their leafy stems up and out of the soil.  I think, in a couple more months, I’ll be having pie again?                                                                                                           Keep on laughing,

Larry

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Blog (286) posted on November 18, 2008

From Cecile (Carbonneau) Marchand (51): 

Dear Gary:

Thanks you so much for adding me to your website. I have enjoyed trying to recognize some of the people but I do recognize lots of names. I was talking to my sister Rita (Carbonneau) Anderson last night. She lives in Fargo and I am here in Wisconsin. She reminded me that when she and her husband Edgar Anderson owned the Gamble store they were the first ones to have TV in Dunseith and after school the kids would come over and sit on paint cans in the aisle and watch TV until their parents would call them home for Supper. Boy, that seems like a long time ago now. We will be leaving for Florida after Thanksgiving for the winter.

Cecile (Carbonneau) Marchand
Folks, Tom Hagen recently mentioned Cecile as having been one of their class mates in the class of 51, so I did a search and found her. Cecile and I had a nice visit.  She is such a friendly person and let me know that she was very happy I contacted her.  Tom also mentioned a guy buy the name of Peter Richard as having been in their class.  I believe I have located him living in Snohomish, WA, but no one has been home when I’ve called.  I’ll keep trying.  He too, may be a snowbird and went south for the winter?  Gary

From Rod Hiatt (69): 

Hello Gary

Just wanted to share with you about a terrific evening I enjoyed last
week. All of the Fauske girls were home and I had the pleasure of
spending the evening with them at Brian’s home. I think that it was
probably Elwood and Stubby’s 50th when they were all home at the same
time (at least thats the last time I saw them all) It was really great to
see them all again as when we were growing up we were a very close
family, Lindy and I were like brother and sister rather than just cousins.
Lindy (Arlinda) is still just as tall as she always was (stands on a
Chicago phone book to make the 5 foot mark) but still has that twinkle
in her eye and that warm and friendly smile. Beth, well Beth looks the
same as she did when she graduated. I don’t think that she has aged a
day. Carol, I believe is one of the few Grandmothers that could pose for
a fashion magazine as a model and  Connie is the picture of high society
and sophistication. But you get them all together for that evening and
it was nothing but memories, stories and lots of laughter.(sounded like
a bunch of cackling hens )
We talked about the old hunting days, the school bus, DHS days when
Lindy could get away with anything with Auntie Charlotte and it seemed
that I was always in trouble and I think her favorite words were ” I’m
going to tell your Dad” which she did and well it just wasn’t good.
Something was brought up about Brian and his motorcycles and some how I
think maybe Bud Stokes, Victor Pladson and a bike were in some of that
memory or when Russel tipped his motorcycle in Dunseith with Beth as a
passenger and first thing he did was check out the bike before seeing if
Beth was ok.
Lots of names were mentioned that evening, like Norman and his hunting
antics, the Lagerquist boys and that could be a whole book it self. One
story was Rodney on his 450 Yamaha coming over the hill into Elwoods
yard at about 70 with a damn fool passenger (Me) just as the cows were
let out of the barn. We slid and weaved down through the whole herd, not
touching a single one, but there was s__t flying every where and I’m not
sure that what was on the seat of that bike was all from cows (thats the
last time I rode behind Badger) Stories of the Sylters, Pladsons,
Hagens, and all the other neighbors and friends filled the evening. Oh
did I forget to mention the Stokes, well I will send those another day
and Gary I hope that we don’t do any editing of them. One doesn’t know
how fortunate you really are until you are surrounded by Family that you
haven’t seen in a long time and the good old days seem to appear out of
no where.

Gary’s reply 

Rod, I would have really loved to have spent that wonderful evening with you and all the Fauske’s.  What a precious evening that must have been.  We were close neighbors with the Fauske’s. Actually the Stokes’ and the Hiatt’s were very close for many years, encompassing a few generations back to our great grandfathers.  We attended a lot of the Hiatt reunions.  You guys seemed to have one each summer over at the Peace Garden, in my growing up days.  Other than for the motorcycle days, I think I could have probably related to most all your stories.  I’ll bet you guys had some good ones too. The Motorcycles came into being about the time I left the country.  I remember your aunt Charlotte Lang coming down the halls of the high school, several times, looking for Carrole, being a little upset with something she had seen.  I remember one time it had something to do with a car Carrole was riding in or on. I don’t remember the details.  I think the car may have been over loaded. Anyway, Carrole got a sermon. Being her nieces and nephews, Charlotte kept a close eye on all of you guys. She was your mother away from home. Those were the good old days.  I promise I won’t edit what ever you send. Actually my policy is to not edit or alter anything anyone sends.  I just copy and paste. Sometimes if I see a spelling error, I’ll run spell check and let it do the correcting and not me.  If for some reason I see something questionable that I think maybe should be edited out or changed, I will contact that person first before doing that.  I never ever change anything anyone sends me without their approval. Gary

   Charlotte Hiatt Lang

From Vickie Metcalfe (70):

Gary, I am so very proud of my niece Justene Metcalfe, daughter of Shanon (82) and Deb (Salmonson) Metcalfe, who recently did very well in a barrel racing activity in Texas. She and her mom & “a horse named Jade” went to Texas in early November and came back in a new truck!  Justene  in her 4th year of college at Moorhead State University, is also on the NDSU rodeo team.  Her parents both attended Dunseith School.  Justene is a 3rd generation Metcalfe on the family farm  north of Dunseith, started by her grandparents Cliff and Lottie (Lamb) Metcalfe.

Click this link to see Justene in her NEW TROPHY TRUCK!

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=42679&l=14a15&id=505083555

Vickie L. Metcalfe

Vickie, You have every right to be proud and her parents too! That’s a beautiful truck that Justene won.  I don’t remember your brother Shanon, but I know Debbie through my dad. She was one of his favorite persons and he always took me up to the Bottineau First National Bank to see her with each of our trips back to ND. Debbie took over as their lead insurance agent when Merle Severtson retired back in the 90’s.  Debbie often mentioned her horses and all the events they attended with them.  Gary

Reply from Bev Morinville Azure: (72): 

Bob   what great photos  thanks for sharing them  you have   very  nice lookinh  kids.   thanks again  for all you do.  I had a  check up on  Friday everything  looks  good  so  far.   Debbie  is coming along  its  slow  she is about  to  go to Billings  and  then they say she  will really take off.  I  will keep you all  updated  been  busy painting the  inside of  my house    what a job  lol   Bev

  GOD  BLESS YOU …………BEV

Bev, I think you were thinking of my dad when you wrote “Bob”,  but that is perfectly OK. It’s telling me folks do remember him.  The name “Bob Stokes” was much more common than “Gary Stokes” in the Dunseith/Bottineau communities. He lived in the community for 85 years where I was only there for 19 years.  Through my dad though, with our annual visits back to the area, I managed to keep up with the community and a lot of the people over the years.  Gary

Reply from David Slyter (70): 

Morning Gary:

Thanks so much for sharing the pictures of your family.  Was great to see the pictures of your folks and Orvin Hagen.   You have two really great looking kids also.  I am sure you will be connecting with them next summer when you go on the cruise.   Congrats on all of your successes.

To Dick:  I do remember a little bit of the hill at the home just south of Dunseith.  The only thing I remember about that place was the big pasture we had for our horses and the creek full of tadpoles. The one thing I do remember was when you and your parents would come and pick us up to go to the lake for a day.  It was always in that big ole black cadillac.  We thought we were pretty special to get into that car.  ha  We always had so much fun at the lakes trying to ski and water board.   Thanks for the memories.

Dave Slyter (70)

Reply from Tom Hagen (51): 

HI, Gary, thanks for the pictures of your family and Orvin.

We love E-mail letters,  Love Tom and Dot

From Bobby Slyter (70):

To dick Johnson: who could forget those days when we lived south of Dunseith, those dern wagons could really fly couldn’t they? like you I am surprised that we did not get hurt in some way, those where the good old days huh, we always had so much fun when you and your parents visited where ever we lived, oh to be young and that care free again

To Gary: those are wonderful pictures, you should be very proud of you children, thanks for all that you do for us on this blog, it is great

JUST LITTLE OLE  ME FROM KANSAS

Getzlaff family picture privided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Hi Gary

I’m quite sure your readers know Gloria Getzlaff Hagen.  I think the Getzlaff family is from the Willow City area, or am I wrong about that?

Neola

Gary’s Comment
Neola, The Getzlaff family does come from Willow City. The only one I recognize is Gloria Getzlaff Hagen standing in the back.

Marsha Getzlaff Bakken (74), I’m thinking this is your Grandparents along with your father and all of his siblings.

Folks, I will repost this photo with names.  Please provide. Thanks,  Gary

Happy Birthday Tom Hagen (’51):  Mesa, AZ

Happy Birthday Marc Gottbreht: West Spokane, WA

Arsaine and Melinda Fontaine Photo Identified
Reply from Joe (’69) & Kathy Fontaine: St. John, ND

Gary,

This is a picture of Joe Fontaine’s (‘1969) Grandpa Arsaine Fontaine and his Grandma Melinda Fontaine.  We were wondering who sent you this picture?  It sure is a small world.

We really enjoy reading and viewing pictures and thank you for such a thorough job of presenting all the info that comes your way.

I have been meaning to write you anyway to update you with our new location.  We are now living on Lake Upsilon at 3104 Graybill Lane, St. John, ND 58369  Phone: 701-477-3554

Take Care,

Kathy & Joe
Kathy & Joe,
Thank you so much for this reply. It is so nice hearing from you. This picture is one that Neola Kofoid Garbe posted. It is a Wondrasek photo that she had.
I will update my records with your new address and phone number.
Gary

Mary Johnson Shulze Passed away.
Posting from Sybel Johnson: grandma-great2007@mail.com Minot, ND

Gary,

Thought I would let you know, that Augie’s sister, Marylou passed away on March 19th in Bismarck. I guess that her son, Scotty had let her lay in the hospital for 2 days before claiming her body. He then had her cremated at Nero’s in Bottineau–NO FUNERAL AND NO OBIT. I found out from LuAnn Burtch. He also, had Marylou sign everything over to him, which means that Marylou’s other son, Stevie has been left with out anything. 

No one notified us at the time and LuAnn just found out, when she got ahold of Cleo.

Sybil

Reply to Picture posted yesterday.
From Brenda Hoffman (’68): Greenville, SC

What little cuties. Bernadette looks so tired. I’m hoping it’s just the camera angle and not reality.

Love Brenda

Brenda,

Thanks for the nice comment. I am afraid it is reality for Bernadette. Today she is a bit better. She is at the point when walking outside she needs someone to hang onto at all times. The same is true for much of the time in the house too. When she holds onto me I can feel her tremers. With her there are increasingly more and more periods of confusion and forgetfulness too.

Gary

Tracy Vormestrand-Awalt – Lloyd and Theresa Awalt’s  Daughter-in-Law
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Tracy Vormestrand-Awalt

Tracy Lynn Vormestrand-Awalt, 45, Minot, formerly of Upham, left to shake hands with the Lord on Thursday, April 16, 2015 at her home surrounded by her loving family. 

Tracy was born September 30, 1969 at Rugby, North Dakota the daughter of Clarence and Darlene (Anderson) Vormestrand. She was raised and educated at Upham and graduated from Upham High School in 1988. During her younger years, Tracy attended Cosmetology School and was employed at the Broadway Scheels and a local salon. 

Tracy was united in marriage to Todd Awalt on June 23, 2000. They made their home in Minot. Tracy was an administrative assistant at Minot State University for 5 years. She had so much joy in becoming a stay-at-home mom with miracle baby #1, Jersey.  Tracy so delighted in moving out in the country where miracle baby #2 came along, Jetta Bree. 

Tracy was a member of Bloomfield Lutheran Church, Upham.   The family currently attends Our Savior Lutheran Church, Minot.

Tracy\’s heart beat was getting family and friends together; always reminding her children,\” To make a friend, you must first be a friend!\”  Her special interests and hobbies included: snowmobiling, gardening, cooking, baking and making special cards for others. She loved her cat, Katy, and dogs, Soco and Riley.  Tracy always said, “I was put on this earth to be a wife and mother”. 

Tracy is survived by:  her husband of 14 years, Todd; children, Jersey and Jetta Awalt, at home; mother, Darlene (Neil) Goodman, Minot; sisters, Debbie (Raynor) Hanson, Minot, Tammy Holen (Darryl Duchsherer) of Minot and Balfour;  several nephews and nieces. 

Tracy was preceded in death by her dad, Clarence, brother, Danny and father-in-law, Lloyd Awalt. 

Funeral service: Wednesday, April 22, 2015 at 1:00 p.m. in Our Redeemer’s Church, Minot.
Interment:  Bloomfield Cemetery, Upham, ND
Visitation: Tuesday, April 22^nd from 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.  in Thomas Family Funeral Home, Minot.
The family prefers memorials.

Child care will be provided at the service by Noon for anyone that wants to bring their children.

Reply to the David Kelly/Sharon Berube picture posted yesterday
From Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC

Gary,  In  reference  to  the   Sharon  Berube, David  Kelly  wedding  picture.  Sharon  is  the  oldest  daughter  of  Edward  Berube  of  Rolette, I  graduated  with  her  brother  Gary Berube, there  were  like  5  kids  in  the  family. As   for  her  husband  David, I  don’t  know  anything  about  him, other  than  I  remember  when  they  got  married.

Reply to the David Kelly/Sharon Berube picture posted yesterday
From Lorraine Richard Nelson (’46):   Mesa, AZ

Hi

Gary.. I AM SO SORY TO READ YOUR WIFE IS NOT WELL  Information for the wedding picture. Sharon Berube is the bride.  Her parents were Evelyn and Edward Berube from Rolette. The groom is David Kelly, he passed away many years ago when the couple lived in California.  Sharon remarried.  She visits us often , she is a niece from my first marriage,  I really enjoy your “blog”.. Thank you very much.  Lorraine  (Richard) Nelson

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Blog (285) posted on November 17, 2008

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Freddie and Margaret Hiatt and their kids lived south of Dunseith along
the creek in the early 60s. We were out to their place a  lot. One
memory I have is of the hill behind their house and what we used to do
there. We would take their wagon and my wagon, the ‘Radio Flyer’ kind,
and start about 20 feet apart at the top and then crash into each other
at the bottom and tip over, head over heels! It’s amazing we didn’t cut
our fingers off, between the wagon boxes, or knock our teeth out! We
must have gone down the hill a hundred times and as far as I remember,
no one was ever hurt. We didn’t tell our folks what we were doing–Mom
always asked,” Why do you need to haul that old wagon out there anyway”?
I can’t remember what lame excuse I used, but it must have worked!  I
bet this story will stir the memories of the Slyter boys! How about it
guys?? Thanks Gary!

Dick

Folks, I had a little extra room today, so thought I’d throw in a few family pictures.  Some of you have seen these before, but many of you have not.  Gary

This picture was taken at a Petterson/Kofoid family reunion inJuly 2000. Bernadette was unable to make it back to ND that year.

L to R:
Standing: Kristin, Nathan, Debby, Darrel (Bud) & Gary Stokes
Sitting, Bob & Elaine Stokes

This pictureand the family picture above were taken in late July 2000, about 3 weeks before dad’s death.  He just went to bed one day and never woke up.

Bob & Elaine Stokesat the Senior Center in Bottineau

Our kids,Sheryl & Bernie.  This picture was taken at Bernie’s HS graduation in 1990.  Sheryl was 10 years old and Bernie 19 at the time.  Bernie was born right here in Cebu, Philippines. He was part of the package when I got married to Bernadette.  He was seven years old when going to the states and could speak hardly a word of English.  Today he knows nothing but English. Bernie is still single.  He is having a problem finding that perfect girl.  He is a perfectionist. In HS he never put on a pair of pants or a shirt without first ironing them.  Bernie lives in Bellevue, WA. He worked for Microsoft for a number years, but has recently moved to another company.  Sheryl is currently living in Bremerton, WA. Following HS she attended the University of Washington and got a speech communications degree.  Unlike me, she is one hell of speech communicator. Sheryl is married with two children, Tyler & Nevaeh (Heaven spelled backwards).

Sheryl & Bernie Stokes

Bernadette Stokes & Orvin Hagen – July 13, 2007

Gary Stokes & Orvin Hagen – July 13, 2007

Dunseith news provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

For some of you old timers and also not so old timers too.
Turn up the volume and sit back & enjoy!

Click here: Message

Bernadette’s support team.

Novie’s four kids are pretty attached to Bernadette.  They are with her a big percentage of each day.  They are good caring kids. Being around us, with me, they have learned English too.

Bernadette has not been that well lately either.  

Bernadette, Uriel (5), Tyler (8), Edman (3) and Jasmine (10)

Condolences to Minnie Mary McKay Merrill
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

My condolences to Minnie Mary McKay Merrill on the lost of her husband and also prayers for her health.  I’m happy to hear she is feeling quite well at this time.  I feel very fortunate to have attended Minnie Mary/Ed’s wedding with my neighbor, Grace Sleaper.  Grace and I had visited at the Clifford McKay home shortly before Minnie Mary/Ed’s wedding.  I met Minnie Mary/Myra/etc. at that time.  Until that visit, the only member of the McKay family I knew was Jay; he/I were high school classmates at Bottineau High School at that time.  During the “McKay” visit, I think it was Minnie Mary and Myra who played “Glow Worm” on piano/organ.  I was so impressed! LOL I had not heard the song before that day, but I have not forgotten it. The name “Minnie Mary McKay” intrigued me back then and it still does!  Minnie Mary, you were a beautiful bride!  I’m sorry to say I don’t remember Ed as well, but it “seems” I thought he was quite a “dashing” fellow at the time.

Thanks to Vonda Melgaard for sharing the picture of Johnnie Crawford.  I never met Johnnie, but, like most people who lived/visited in “the hills”, I had heard of him.  Mom and Dad spent MANY Sunday afternoons at Leonard Lund’s “place” on the west side of Long Lake (I did, too, when I was in Bottineau/the Bottineau area).  As everyone/almost everyone who lived in that area knew, Johnnie’s cabin was located a short distance from Leonard’s place, so his name was mentioned.  I didn’t live/grow up in “the hills”, but because of staying with my grandparents (Andrew/Johanna Laugsand Brudwick)/aunts (Alvina Brudwick Christianson (Clarence), Alice Brudwick Berg (Martin)/uncles (Milen, Kenneth, Gerald)/etc. living there,  I feel like I’m “from the hills”. LOL  I started spending time at my grandparents’ home a few days after I was born in 1939.  At that time, Mom was the only married sibling; I was the first grandchild/niece, so I received LOTS of attention. LOL

Gary, If no one else “claims” the threshing pictures, I MIGHT have sent them to you.  If I did, they are pictures Doris Kessler had taken.  They were in one of the “Wondrasek” boxes I took (from the courthouse) to my apartment.

Thanks again for all you do, Gary.  Aggie, I enjoy what you you send to Gary to share with all of us. I also your postings on Facebook.

Neola

Alexis Marie Amyotte Death (11 year old girl)
Reply from Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND

Gary,

Alexis Marie Amyotte is my nephew Chuck Amyotte’s daughter. Chuck is my sister Peggy’s son.

Mel

Alexis Marie Amyotte

(August 8, 2003 – April 14, 2015)

Send Flowers Send Sympathy Card ALEXIS MARIE AMYOTTE

Alexis Marie Amyotte, age 11 of Dunseith, died on Tuesday, April 14, 2014 at a Minneapolis hospital. Funeral services will be held on Tuesday, April 21, 2015 at 10:00 A.M. in the Dunseith Elementary Gymnasium. Burial will be in the St. Louis Cemetery also of Dunseith. A wake will held on Monday beginning at 4:00 P.M. with a prayer service at 8:00 P.M. in the gymnasium.

Alexis Marie Amyotte, a daughter of Francis (Chuck) and Dawn (Belgarde) Amyotte, was born on August 8, 2003 at Belcourt. She was reared in Dunseith and was in the 6th Grade at the Dunseith Public School. Alexis was involved in sports including Cross Country.

She enjoyed watching how-to videos on Youtube, camping, riding her bike, hanging out with friends, snowmobiling, listing to music and riding her scooter.

She is survived by her parents, Chuck and Dawn Amyotte at home, brothers, Jace Amyotte and Seth Amyotte at home; sister, Kylie Jo Parisien; grandparents, Gordon and Geraldine Munoz of Dunseith and Marlin and Peggy DeCoteau of Jamestown; great grandmother, Ruth Belgarde of Rolette; and her dog, Maximums.

My condolences the chuck n dawn Amyotte family.
From Dewy Morinville (’72):  Dunseith, ND

So sorry for your loss

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Blog (284) posted on November 16, 2008

From Martha Lamb Schepp (68): 

Hi Gary,

Lynn and I have just returned from the funeral of our sister in laws brother who was shot by a stray bullet 1 1/2 hours into deer season in the Lisbon, ND area. Dick you made our day when I read the story of my Dad and Norman Hiatt. I can just hear my Dad’s full belly laugh as he tricked Norman. The Hiatt’s were always dear to our family . When my Mom taught at Ackworth school Norman’s parents were gracious enough to open their home up for Mom to stay with them. When I was born Norman’s Dad bought me a yellow dress because he loved my name. I want to think that it was because they really liked my Mom. By the way I still have the dress in the cedar chest. Thanks again! This blog makes my day. Must get busy, Lynn turned 60 yesterday, he has gone outside for a bit. Our family is coming for dinner tomorrow and I’m trying to do this without him knowing anything about it. The chicken is fried and the gravy is made so that helps.
Martha

Congratulations to Lynn on his 60th.  Martha, you are not quite there yet.  Gary

Richard Slyter’s (67) 2nd Heart Attack – message from Dick Johnson (68):

From Dick Johnson (68):

Gary and Friends,

When we lived in Dunseith, our neighbors to the south were  the
Leonards. I remember how Ed Leonard almost always wore a white shirt and
a white cowboy hat. He was in the Crystal Cafe one day when I went in to
have lunch, so I sat down on the stool next to him. I was probably about
10 years old at the time, and very impressionable. I didn’t know at the
time, the waitress was in on the ‘fake’ sarcasm and they were just
kidding. Ed ordered a ham sandwich. The waitress asked what he wanted to
drink–milk? Ed said, “I don’t drink that, I know where it comes from”!
She told him it wasn’t like the old days, now it’s pasteurized,
homogenized, and refrigerated! Ed winked at me and said, “I don’t like
cow s__t even if it’s cooked”! He had water. When his sandwich came, he
opened it to put salt and pepper on it and looked at me and shook his
head. He showed me how thin the meat was and then said to the waitress,
“You know, I took a thicker piece of ham off a pig’s ass with a whip
than this, GO GET ME SOME HAM”! I thought, boy he’s really mad,–then he
winked at me again! It was just Ed being Ed! Thanks Gary!

Dick

The 1956 band picture was one of the ones that belonged to my folk’s.
You were asking of it’s origin on the site and I just thought I would
let you know that I sent it. Thanks1

Dick

Luella Burcham Obituary:

Note: Luella was married to Roddy Burcham from the class of 65.  Roddy pasted away this past January.

DUNSEITH Luella A. Burcham, 59, died Tuesday, Nov. 11, 2008, in a Minot hospital.

She was born Jan. 7, 1949, to Alex and Alice Vivier in Dunseith. She married Roddy Burcham Oct. 22, 1965, in Minot.

Survivors: daughters, Dawnna and Lori, both Dunseith; sons, Roddy Jr., James and Willard, all Dunseith; foster sons, John and Daniel Greatwalker; foster daughters, Kim, Shelly and Krystal Greatwalker; 12 grandchildren; brothers, Louie, Belcourt, Raymond, Las Lunas, N.M., Ronald, Chaska, Neb.; sisters, Geraldine Wilson, Lancaster, Calif., Shirley Jensen, Lincoln, Neb., Donna Price, Yuma, Ariz., Carol James, Minneapolis.

Funeral: Today, 9 a.m., Peace Lutheran Church. Dunseith.

Burial: Riverside Cemetery, rural Dunseith.

Visitation: Today (11/15/08), one hour prior to the service in the church. (Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau)

From Mel Kuhn (70):

This one was around a couple of years ago, but maybe some of your readers haven’t seen it. I thought I could read pretty fast but I couldn’t keep up to it. Reminisce away.

Mel

          Take Me Back To The Sixties
Dunseith News provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Pictures provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Folks, I am quite sure that the folks in these photo’s have Dunseith roots.

Please identify if you can. Gary
Thereare folks with the name Gooden and Goodon that have graduated from  DHS

DavidKelly & Sharon Berube – June 24, 1967.

Is Sharon related to any of the Berube families from Dunseith/Rolette?

Is David Kelly related to Randy Kelly’s family?

Are these folks related to the Dunseith Fontaine’s?

Is this little girl related to any of the Dunseith Watkins families?

      Happy Birthday Connie Fauske Monte (’62): Fort Myers FL

Message from Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73): 

I loved the joke of the day!  Well, I am now semi-retarded and today I brought home a new little adorable 3 month old White German Shepard pup to keep me company and watch out for me when I am fully retarded.

Here’s my new best friend! 3 month old, male, German Shepard. Drove to Washington to pick him up. Threw up twice on the way home.

I am working my way across the country with my 3 horses in tow again, planning to land in Kentucky for a while as I got a sweet little job offer there.  I am currently in Oregon, helping a friend work through her “hoarding” issues.  We finished the kitchen makeover which took several full days to get thru, but now you can finally see her countertops.  I ran a Horsetrailer full of bags of garbage and furniture to the dump and Goodwill.  It’s going to take at least a couple more weeks to get thru the rest.

I thought it might be fun to stop by Dunseith on my way East.  I am curious if there are any events or music “happenings” in the area this spring/summer that I should try to attend?

Thanks Gary!

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Note: This girl is much to young to have left this world. Our condolences are with her family.   Gary

Alexis Marie Amyotte

(August 8, 2003 – April 14, 2015)

Send Flowers Send Sympathy Card
Sign Guest Book ALEXIS MARIE AMYOTTE

Alexis Marie Amyotte, age 11 of Dunseith, died on Tuesday, April 14, 2014 at a Minneapolis hospital. Funeral services will be held on Tuesday, April 21, 2015 at 10:00 A.M. in the Dunseith Elementary Gymnasium. Burial will be in the St. Louis Cemetery also of Dunseith. A wake will held on Monday beginning at 4:00 P.M. with a prayer service at 8:00 P.M. in the gymnasium.

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Blog (283) posted on November 15, 2008

Reply from Edna (Susie) Knox Millang (60): 

-+Gary-Thank you for the daily messages.  They are my daily fix.  Just a reply to Tom Hagen  I remember the barefoot walks to school.  It was 2 1/2 miles to school from our house to the school.  I would meet Shirley Anderson Doan about half way and we would continue on together.  I also remember the great soft ball games we would have at noon hour.  There were 20 some of us attending school at Wetherault School then. Edna (Susie) Millang class of 60.

From Patti Metcalfe Woods (67): 

Gary,

So fun to get these emails.

I got the pictures forwarded from Crystal Fassett. Crystal Fassett Andersen (70):

Crystal’s son, Tyler Gunderson, worked at Dunseith Port with me for the last five years.

He has accepted a job transfer with Customs and Border Protection at Savannah, Georgia.

Wishing him good luck in his new job!!!

“Grandma Kate” Fassett sewed cheering outfits.  We would go to her house for fittings/alterations.

It was always a fun time.

Tom Hagen’s story of Wetherault School reminded me of my days at HillTop school.

Clarice Hackman, Jane Millang, Harvey Nerpel, and I were the first graders.

Mrs. Elma Halvorson was our teacher.

Dwight Lang’s mother, Charlotte, was our sixth grade teacher years later at Dunseith Public.

Patti

Patti, I know Terry Espe (64) is the head guy in charge of the Dunseith port and several other ports too. Someone told me you are a supervisor there as well.  You guys have worked there for quite sometime. I know you guys have had some major changes and I think have added more folks as a result of 9/11.  Gary

Reply from Sonda Azure Campbell (94): 

Picture from Mel Kuhn (70): 

Gary,

Just thought I’d hook on a picture of a frosty sunshiny morning in the backyard in good old North Dakota for those of you living in the warmer climates.

From Neola Kofoid Garbe:
RequestingSan Haven information

Hi Gary,

My table is now ready for the craft sale tomorrow.  When I was finished, I wandered around and looked at some of the other tables.  One of the vendors is selling “signs” like you see on the paper I’m enclosing (Her table was ready to go, and she had left.).  I looked at her signs/liked them/wondered what the one I liked, cost.  I saw a stack of papers lying on the table beside her signs, so I read the top one.  When I saw what it was about, I thought perhaps you/your readers can help her with the pictures/information she would like to have.

Thanks, Gary.

Neola

Question from Gary Metcalfe (57): 

Correction from Ellen Graff Myrick (58): emyrick@gra.midco.net

Gary,

Gary Metcalfe’s question reminded me that another name is incorrect on the 1956 Band Picture.  I am pasting in Janice LaCroix Kester’s response to the name of the trumpet player beside Duane Woodford.  “From Jan LaCroix Kester (59):

Hi Gary!  Our network was down for about a month so have a lot of catching up to do.  I came to #156 – regarding whether this is Mick Kester or Jackie Spaeth.  That is Mick Kester, definitely!

Jan LaCroix Kester?

Cell #:  701-238-5657    Home Phone:  701-237-6385″

That is another one that should be changed while you’re correcting the names on the picture.  Also David Shelver may remember the name of the trombone player beside him.

Thanks again for your hard work.

Ellen Graff Myrick (58)

Ellen, Thank you so much for catching  this error.  I thought I had corrected that and changed Jack Spaeth to Mick Kester, but I did not. I have corrected it now though.  Gary

Picture L to R:  1956 DHS Band

Front row: Gayle Bedard, Caroleen Lider, Janice Lacroix, Marjorie Landsverk, Lowell Williams, Lois Hiatt.

Row two: Karen Woodford, Colleen Conroy, Gerald Lamoureux, Marlene Schneider, Duane  Woodford, Mick Kester, Shirley LaRocque, Susan Brew, Connie Bedard, Joanne Kester.

Back row: Charlie Ericson, Ernest Kundart, Charlotte LaCroix,Barbara Bott, Ronnie Link, Lowell Leonard, Dwight Lang, Curt Halvorson?, Don Conroy, Neva Haagenson?, John Morgan, Ellen Graff, BIG DAVE SHELVER, Jean Lake?, DuWayne Lang

Minnie Mary McKay Merrill’s (’48) Husband Ed Merrill passed away
Message from Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (’48):  Renton, WA.

Hi Gary,

Just wanted to thank you for the blog you send so regularly.  I enjoy it.  I wanted you to know that my husband, Ed Merrill died in November of 2014. Things have gotten postponed several times because I have been having cancer treatments since last September.  Right now I feel pretty good – will begin maintenance chemo tomorrow.  Ed’s memorial will begin at the Tahoma National Cemetery and the reception will follow at the church on April 24th, 2015, in Kent WA. He was 92 and had carved trolls out of “scrap wood “ ( because nobody has ever seen a real troll) until about a year or so before he went into an adult care home. He was left handed and had long arms which made him a fabulous first base man. He played senior soft ball for 25-30 years or more. His team traveled from Phoenix to Winnipeg and places in between in competition. I miss him.

Minnie Mary,
We are so sorry for your loss. Ed was a good man. We met him when he and you were at Phyllis’s when we visited her a few years ago. Our thoughts and prayers are with you with his loss.
Gary

The Klang Family – Reply to Dick Johnson’s posting.
From Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (’48):  Renton, WA.

Viola Klang Lohr lives in Townsend, MT.  Her sister, Arla and brother, Wayne live in the Seattle area.    I do not know about a Viola Klang of the 1910s, but am guessing it is Viola Lohr’s name sake. Viola’s mother, Alice was a sister of my Dad’s—Clifford McKay making Viola my cousin. The family moved to Seattle in the 1940s (my guess). Minnie Mary McKay Merrill

Reply  to Aggie Casavant (’69)
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Minot, Bottineau, ND

Hi Gary and Aggie,

I was busy looking at the birthdays/pictures/etc. in today’s newsletter, when I suddenly saw a big thank you to ME!  THAT was a surprise! I wondered what I had done to deserve a big thank you. LOL  (Thank you, Aggie and Gary for your kind comments.).  I am very happy/pleased for whatever I can contribute to your Dunseith newsletter/blog/etc., Gary.  Like so many others, I, too, find it very interesting.  I’m still trying to remember who is related to whom, but I’m getting better. LOL  I think others have mentioned they appreciate your including former postings.  I know I REALLY appreciate it, as I’ve forgotten much of what was posted back then.  I had added some information (about pictures) that was provided in the original postings, but I didn’t always get it added and am trying to add it now. MY thanks to all who provide pictures/information/etc. for you to include in your blog.

For those who might be interested, Rose Kavli’s first husband, Roger Gust, passed away.  His funeral will be Saturday in Westhope.  Roger was in my 4th grade class when I taught in Kramer in 1961-‘62.  His sister, Carol, was in my third grade class in Kramer (1962-‘63).  Roger’s/Carol’s brother, Ron Gust, is my husband’s (Wally) godson.

Thanks again, Aggie and Gary.  Gary, you KNOW  how much I appreciate all you do! LOL

Neola

Johnny Crawford – Long Lake
Picture provided by Vonda Melgaard Antonson:   Maddock, ND

Many of us Remember Johnnie Crawford very well. Johnny lived next door to Leonard Lund on the North West corner of Long Lake.  He used to walk the hills selling garden seeds and miscellaneous items. Often times he had a motorized go cart or bicycle that he rode on. I don’t remember which. I do remember that is was homemade though.  Whenever he came to our house we always invited him for a lunch or a meal.  Johnny was a man of many talents.

Johnny was a brother to Eva Hiatt and an uncle to Leola Lagerquist.

Gary

Joke of the day
Posted by Diane Rheault (’79): Moorhead, MN

RETARDED  GRANDPARENTS—

After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils to write an essay on how they spent their holiday away from school.

One child  wrote the following:

” We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa.   They used to live in  a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved  to Batemans Bay where everyone lives in nice little  houses, and so they don’t  have to mow the grass  anymore!

They ride around on their bicycles and  scooters and wear name tags because they don’t know who  they are anymore. They go to a building called a wreck  center, but they must have got it fixed

because it is all  okay now. They do exercises there, but they don’t do them very   well.
There is a swimming pool too, but they all  jump up and down in it with hats on.

At their gate,  there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He  watches all day so nobody

can escape. Sometimes they sneak  out, and go cruising in their golf carts!

Nobody  there cooks, they just eat out.  And, they eat the same  thing every night — early birds.

Some of the  people can’t get out past the man in the doll house.  The  ones who  do get out,

bring food back to the wrecked center  for pot luck.

My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all  his life to earn his retardment and says I should

work hard so  I can be retarded someday too.

When I earn my  retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house.  Then  I will let people out,

so they can visit their grandchildren.

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Blog (282) posted on November 14, 2008

Folks, I just got a message from Dwight Lang telling us he is unable to make the cruise with us next July.  Dwight and Rene Casavant are paired up with a cabin.  Rene needs a cabin mate.  Please let us know if any of you are interested or know of anyone that may be interested in taking Dwight’s place on our cruise.  Rene is a really easy going gentleman type of a guy.  Thanks, Gary

Reply from Tom Hagen (51): 

Seeing the picture of Susie and Glenn  and the letter from Carmen Richard, I had to write a few lines..    Susie, do you remember when I was your teacher at Wetherault  School in the summer of l955  and you were in about the 4th or 5th grade.   We had quite the rainstorms that summer and you and the other kids would come to school barefoot through the puddles and mud.   When it got too hot we would go outside and have school by the side of the building.

Carmen, when I taught at Cleveland I had your brothers in 4H and
we also used to visit some with you and Floyd.   It has been a long time
ago.
Gary, I can’t express how much I enjoy being included and
hearing from so many friends in the past.    Julie Knox Seier’s husband
is my 2nd cousin , his mom is Vivian Hagen Seier from Long Lake.

We love E-mail letters,  Love Tom and Dot

Request from Deb Morinville’s (70) Daughter Klista:
Deb is recovering from a Stroke.

I am going thru my mom’s email and asking that no forwards come through. She gets a lot of email! If she recovers enough to do email, I will remind her to let everyone know. Thank you!

Klista

From Dick Johnson (70): 

Gary and Friends,

Back in the 60s everyone wanted a faster car than the next guy. The car
manufacturers led the way with bigger and faster cars each year. One
test of a cars performance was to see how fast it would accelerate in
the quarter mile. Drag racing is what they called it in California–in
Dunseith, we said, “What will it do to the radar”? Only the guys from
Dunseith will have a clue what that meant! From the corner of Hiways 3
and 5 at Dales, almost exactly a quarter mile west, stood a sign that
said ‘Speed Checked by Radar’. It was our quarter mile! I suppose it is
a bit ironic that we would use THAT sign for our speed check! Most of
the better cars could crank about 80 to 90 MPH. The Mustangs, GTOs, etc,
could do much better so we were outclassed in our old cars by the
factory produced muscle cars! Move up or move over!! Thanks Gary!

Dick

Allen Richard’s (65) reply to Dave Wurgler (64) – Cars:

Dave– That is cool  If it can be well tuned and checked — I wonder if he will ever be able to put out 1/6 th the “ponypower” and “twirk” ———–

Allen

Message/Pictures from Crystal Fassett Andersen (70): 

Gary I couldn’t resist sending a couple of pictures . The first one is Dick Johnson’s grandpa Hans and me,Crystal Fassett on Thanksgiving Day 1955,reading. My Aunt Dorothy Fassett is Dick’s Aunt,so our families had lots of holidays and get togethers,at each others homes. The next picture is of Dick and the Fassett girls at Grandma Kate and Grandpa “Pappy” Fassetts house. It’s Susan.Kathy, Dick, Crystal, Pam on couch, Paula, Patty & Kim on floor. And the last picture I send was in reference to Vicki’s letter about Mrs. Hansen. She and our Mom Irene were good friends and the girls were at all of our birthday parties.This party was for our cousin Norma Fassett, who had flown from South America to spend the summer with us in Dunseith. She was only 6 at the time and accompanied by flight attendants. The girls in the picture are: Crystal Fassett, Pennie Kester,Heidi Hansen,Norma Fassett, Becky Hansen, Kim Fassett, Paula Fassett and Cheryl Kester.


Folks, I thought I’d through in some memory pictures. These pictures were taken somewhere in the Rolette/Bottineau county areas. I forgot who sent them to me.  Gary

Happy Birthday Gerald Lamoureux (’57): Green Valley, AZ

     Happy Birthday David Slyter (’70): Sabin, MN

     Happy Birthday Glen Williams (’52): Missoula, MT

Happy Birthday Roger Counts (‘67): Dunseith, ND

         Happy Birthday Gary Olson: Hillsboro, ND

A big thank you to Neola Kofoid Garbe
From Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC

Hi Gary,   Just  wanted  to  take  the  time  to  not  only  thank  you  for  all  your  continued  work with  this  blog, but  also  to  Neola  Kofoid  Garbe, who  contributes  so  much  interesting   information. I   think  I  can  speak  for  everyone  in  saying   Thanks  Again!!!   Aggie

Aggie,
I so very much ditto your appreciation of Neola too.

Neola, You have been a huge part of this blog with all your contributions and they are many. We so appreciate the endless hours you have dedicated to researching and scanning all the interesting Articles and pictures that you provide. You are the backbone to this blog. Without your contributions, we wouldn’t have lasted this long. This is year 8.
Thank you Neola,
Gary

Reply to unknown Picture posted several days ago
From Beverly Handeland Millang (’48): Bottineau, ND

This  is my sister Lorraine Millang on the left and Linda Millang . Don.t know her married name.
Beverly Hamnes

Euclyde Lamoreux and Alcide Marcil
Request from Gordon Phillips: Vancouver, BC

I am not exactly an alumnus.  But my mother was born near Thorne and I see a post by Sharon Gottbreht of NJ who gives the date of Euclyde Lamoreux’s marriage in Shell Valley in 1886.   Euclyde  sold or somehow transferred his homestead in Shell Valley to my great grandfather Alcide Marcil in 1888 and I would like to find out if she knows anything that might help me understand that event.  Can you put us in touch?.

Gordon Phillips
Phillips & Company
B A R R I S T E R S
Suite 1400, 1125 Howe St. Vancouver, BC  V6Z 2K8
Tel: 604-669-2332
E-Mail:

Reply to Gary Stokes From Gordon Phillips
I am actually related to two families:  AO Anderson and Alcide Marcil (AO’s son Ernie married Alcide’s daughter Rose Delima).  I know a huge amount about AO – who would not let them marry until Rose changed her religion, and who refused to let his daughter Beatrice marry Rose’s brother Charlie because he was a Catholic and would not change, even though she was pregnant – and a fair bit about the “other” Marcils there:  they all came from Longueuil, Quebec, with their step-siblings the Roberts and Wilmer Marcil has written some pages on them.  But Alcide died at an early age in an accident and we know nothing but nothing about him.  He was rather publicity shy:  my grandmother Rose Delima tried for decades without success to get some evidence of her own birth!  But I know that my Mom, Rose Selma Phillips (nee Rose Selma Anderson), who went by Jean or “Eugenie, visited Thorne or rather what was left of it maybe 30 years ago.  Oh how I wish I had been interested in genealogy while Grandma was still alive!!!

I have not yet been to the Philippines but I have a friend who lives in Manila and of course my daughters have all done the obligatory trip around SE Asia after graduating so I have seen many photos of it.

Regards

Gordon Phillips

Bottineau Veterans Annual Raffle
Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND

Gary and friends,

I picked up a book of tickets from Big Al Wondrasek. today at the  new Veterans building.

I told Big Al,  “I was asked to purchase tickets for an out of state Dunseith Blog veteran.” 

Big Al Wondrasek said,  “How many books do you want.”

I told Al,  “Hey! I am not one of those high pressure salesman. 

But, if any one wants a ticket to support the Bottineau veterans, I will  be happy to get tickets.”

Many of the  Bottineau veterans were  like  “busy beavers” working away the day.

While there I got a grand tour of the building from my friend, Karen ( Hagen) Simon  my  dear childhood friend,  

’70s  classmate,  and Bottineau VFW Auxiliary member.

Karen’s dad Clarence, was also   WWII veteran and her husband is a veteran.

Why do I promote the veterans?

I do stuff like this and wearing  of the poppy  to honor my dad’s memory.. 

Until Later, Vic

Joke of the Day

A big shot attorney had to spend a couple of days in the hospital. He was a royal pain to the nurses because he bossed them around just like he did his staff.

None of the hospital staff wanted to have anything to do with him.

The head nurse was the only one who could stand up to him. She came into his room and announced, “I have to take your temperature.”

After complaining for several minutes, he finally settled down, crossed his arms and opened his mouth.

“No, I’m sorry,” the nurse stated, “but for this reading, I can’t use an oral thermometer.” This started another round of complaining but eventually he rolled over and bared his behind.

After feeling the nurse insert the thermometer, he heard her announce, “I have to get something. Now you stay JUST LIKE THAT until I get back!”

She left the door to his room open on her way out. He cursed under his breath as he heard people walking past his door, laughing…..

After about 20 minutes, the man’s doctor came into the room. “What’s going on here?” asked the doctor.

Angrily, the man answered, “What’s the matter, Doc? Haven’t you ever seen someone having their temperature taken?”

After a pause, the doctor confessed….. “Not with a Daffodil.”  !!!!!!!

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Blog (281) posted on November 13, 2008

Update on Richard Slyter (67), from his wife Ele Dietrich Slyter (69), following his heart attack:

This is almost beyond comprehension.  Unbelievable.  This man has talents bordering on the supernatural. This goes beyond what most of us can only dream about. And he did it all on a Bridgeport milling machine. Sureal.

After viewing all of the pictures, be sure to catch both of the film clips of it actually running.

Subj: Hand made 1/6 scale chevy 327 engine

Moyer Made – Projects: 1/6th Scale Chevrolet V8

Question from Gary Metcalfe (57): 

Reply to picture, from Vickie Metcalfe (70):

GARY AND MARK,  Thanks for the memories of this photo!

THIS WAS OUR SECOND GRADE CLASS.  OUR TEACHER WAS MRS. HANSEN.  OUR CLASSROOM WAS A COMBINATION ROOM WITH 1ST GRADERS,SOME WITH 2ND GRADE SIBLINGS.  ie MARK AND REID SCHIMETZ, & ALAN AND  TERRY FUGERE.  THAT CLASSROOM WAS LOCATED ON THE STAGE. THE UPPER CLASSMEN WERE IN THE GYM.  AH….BABY BOOMERS, ARRIVED IN DUNSEITH!……AND THE SCHOOL SWELLED!  AT NOON HOUR THE PLAYGROUND WAS FLOODED WITH KIDS IN GRADES  1ST -12. I DON’T RECALL ANY TEACHERS OUTSIDE SUPERVISING THE  PLAYGROUND. THE SCHOOL DISTRICT HAD TO BUILD. AND SOMETIME, THAT YEAR I BELIEVE THE HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS MOVED TO THE NEW BUILDING.

ONCE A WEEK, WE’D WALK DOWN TO MRS.MILDRED PARRILL’S ROOM IN THE BIG WHITE SCHOOL HOUSE FOR MUSIC WITH THE OTHER SECOND GRADERS. I THINK THE 1ST GRADERS WENT IN WITH  MRS. EVA SEIM  WHO HAD ALL THE OTHER 1ST GRADERS.  DAVY CROCKETT AND BLUE BIRD  WERE FAVORED SONGS.

SINCE WE 9, WERE GEOGRAPHICALLY ISOLATED FROM THE OTHER 1ST AND 2ND GRADERS OUR LITTLE GROUP HAD TO PLAY TOGETHER. WE KIND OF BECAME A LITTLE FAMILY.  WE’D  USE THE BACK DOOR AT RECESS  AND ALSO PLAY UNDER THE STAIRCASE, PRETEND WITCHES ETC.

MANY AFTERNOONS, WE’D BE VISITED BY THE TWO BEAUTIFUL LITTLE SISTERS OF MARK AND REID.  KATHY AND KIM SCHIMETZ, EACH HAD LONG BROWN HAIR IN RINGLETTE CURLS. THEIR MOM, STELLA DRESSED THEM LIKE DOLLS.

IT WAS IN THAT  2ND GRADE CLASS  I LEARNED A LIFE  LESSON.  OFTEN,  MRS. HANSEN WOULD HAVE OUR GROUP OF 9 LINE UP AT HER DESK AND CHECK OVER OUR WORK.  ONE DAY WHILE STANDING BEHIND GORDIE NERPEL I NOTICED HIS PHONICS ANSWERS AND MINE WERE TOTALLY DIFFERENT.  I WAS CERTAIN I MINE WERE WRONG.  PANICING I ERASED AND CHANGED ALL MY ANSWERS AND COPYED HIS.  WHEN MY TURN CAME FOR WORK TO BE CHECKED, MRS. HANSEN JUST QUIETLY TOLD ME TO GO BACK TO MY DESK, ERASE MY ANSWERS AND DO MY WORK OVER.  SHE DID NOT SHAME ME, JUST QUIETLY SAID, DO NOT DO THAT AGAIN.

As a teacher/counselor I share that tale of woe with my students. I tell them how I learned the lesson of not cheating in second grade  from Mrs. Hansen and I honestly recall that strong feeling of shame.

WE WERE THE CLASS OF ’70.  Oft TIMES OUR NUMBERS SOARED TO APPROXIMATELY 90 STUDENTS IN 7TH GRADE.   There was 7A, 7B, and 7C, MOSTLY GROWING, WITH THE INFLUX OF STUDENTS FROM THE DAY SCHOOL. THE CLASS OF ’70 STILL CAN BOAST AS BEING THE LARGEST GRADUATION CLASS!

MRS. HANSON TAUGHT IN DUNSEITH THEN WENT TO WILLOW CITY AND AFTER MANY YEARS RETIRED THERE. SHE, AND HER HUSBAND LIVE ON A FARM OUT OF WILLOW CITY. THEIR DAUGHTER IS CURRENTLY THE BOTTINEAU SCHOOL LIBRARIAN.

Picture – Class of 70 folks from Mark Schimetz:

Top row: Mark Schimetz, Dean Lamb, Gordon Nerpel, Alan Fugere & Vicky Medcalf
Bottom: Janice Allard, David Striker, Maryls Medland, and Joann Millang.

I am not sure what grade we are in here, Maybe 2nd grade. Vicki will probably know.

Message/Pictures from Karen Loeb Mhyre (65): 

Hi Gary,

Jim and I also have a new granddaughter born on Thursday, October 30th!!   Our son Andrew and his wife, Jennifer welcomed Katelyn Elise Mhyre.  She was born at Evergreen Hospital in Kirkland, Wa.  They live in Kenmore, WA and are both scientists.  They are both PhD researchers  in the biotech industry.

We also have a three year old granddaughter, Fiona, who lives with her folks in Ann Arbor, Michigan.  We will all be together here for Christmas!!  Such a fun time.

Karen

Katelyn with her Grandma, Karen Loeb Mhyre(65)

Katelyn with her Great Grandmother – Hannah Loeb Higgins (39)

The Little Family’s First Halloween
Andrew, Jeniffer & Katelyn Mhyre

Replies to Picture posted yesterday.
Note: please see picture near the bottom of this email message. 

From Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC
In  referecnce  to  the  Peace  Garden  picture, Linda  Millang  is  on  the  right, not  sure  of  the  other  lady… Aggie

From Marvel Hill Thompson (’69):  Bottineau, ND
Lorraine Millang and Linda Bostic

Bottineau County Veterans 2015 Annual Raffle
Posted by Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, Nd

Hello Gary,

FYI

Bottineau Veterans are a wonderful organization.

They have accomplished so much in the greater Bottineau area.

The veterans have done much of the work themselves for  the memorial building now located  across from the fair ground.

a side note;

There are  aluminium  can collection sites here in Bottineau and at the Sawmill Corner store.

Folks can continue  contributing to the cause by  saving  and dropping  off cans which the Veterans collect,  crush and sell.

See the flyer for  the currently fundraising planned for this worthwhile project.

Thank you,

Vickie

All,

The 2015 Annual Raffle kicked off today.

tickets going out.

come to the vet hall and get your tickets………..

great prizes………..

al

Andrew Fassett, Bill and Gwen Grimme’s uncle
Posted by Bill Grimme (65):  Birmingham, AL.

Andrew L. Fassett

Aug. 8, 1919 – March 1, 2015 NORTH LIBERTY – Andrew L. Fassett, 95, of North Liberty, passed away on Sunday, March 1st, at 12:05 PM in his residence with his family by his bedside. He was born on August 8, 1919, in Dunseith, ND, to the late Gilbert and Sadie (McDonald) Fassett. He had resided in the Michiana area since 1940, coming from North Dakota. On January 19, 1946, in South Bend, IN, he married the former Betty J. Brubaker, who survives. Andrew retired from Bendix Corporation in 1982 where he worked in Plant Protection. He is survived by his wife, Betty Fassett of North Liberty; one daughter, Linda K. (Dan) Duvall of Thayer, IN; and two sons, Gregory L. (Sandra) Fassett of Logansport, IN, and Keith E. (Susan) Fassett of North Liberty, IN. He is also survived by six grandchildren, Kath-leen Keppner, Anne Furlow, Katherine Fassett, and Shane, Derek and Dustin Duvall; and five great-grandchildren. Andrew was preceded in death by one son, Wayne A. Fassett on December 9, 2014, seven sisters and five brothers. Mr. Fassett enjoyed music; he played in numerous bands. He also loved woodworking, being outside, fishing, camping, and being with his family. He was a U.S. Army veteran and served in WW II in the 9th Armored Division and fought at the Battle of the Bulge. He received two Presidential Citations and a Bronze Star during his service in the U.S. Army. He was a member of North Liberty Masonic Lodge, the ORAK Shrine, the American Legion Post 365 in North Liberty, and VFW Post 1954 in North Liberty, and a former member of the Moose Lodge in South Bend. Visitation will be Thursday, March 5th, from 4:00 PM 8:00 PM at Hanley and Sons ‘Southwest Chapel” Funeral Home, located at 23421 State Road 23 / West Ireland Road, South Bend. A Masonic Service will be held at 7:00 PM Thursday in the funeral home. Funeral services will be Friday, March 6th, at 11:00 AM in the funeral home, with Pastor Ernie Troxell officiating. A Military Graveside Service will follow at Sumption Prairie Cemetery in South Bend. The family requests all memorial contributions be made to Shriners Hospital for Children located at 2211 North Oak Park Ave., Chicago, IL 60707. Condolences may be expressed online through our website: www.hanleyandsonsfuneralhomes.com. The HANLEY & Sons “Southwest Chapel” Funeral Home handled arrangements and services and extends its deepest sympathy to the Fassett family. 

– See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/southbendtribune/obituary.aspx?pid=174308361#sthash.30Teqfkh.dpuf

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Blog (280) posted on November 12, 2008

Request/message from Sharron Gottbreht Shen (59): 

Gary,

Calling several Vets today starting with brother Ernie; want to introduce my
cousin, Don Sharratt, ndakotado@aol.com to the web crowd. He is known to many from Rollette
County and Dunseith. He lodged with George and Anna Richard when attending 3
years HS in Dunseith. Don and I have missed many mailings and I plan to
forward from 244 onward. Thanks.

Sharron

Don Sharratt, It is our pleasure to add you to our distribution list. What HS class were you with when attending Dunseith?  Gary

Reply from Diane Larson Sjol (70): 

Wayne Smith..
I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed the fifties and sixties car
video…it was great. I highly suggest everyone check it out.  As a
kid, I remember my cousin either Nancy or Colette Hosmer singing
Thunder Road to us while on a road trip….Colette will say it was
Nancy and Nancy will say it was Colette….haha…it was fun listening
to Robert Mitchum singing that song..brought back some great memories.
Thanks again Wayne.

Diane Sjol

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

One time many years ago, Floyd Lamb told me a cute story about Norman
Hiatt. Norman was an agent for AAA insurance and was trying to make
contact with as many people in the neighborhood as possible. Floyd said
that Norman wanted to talk to Gus and Bill Hackman, but was afraid of
their dogs so he asked Floyd to go along down to their place, along
Highway 43. Floyd said there were no dogs in the yard when they climbed
over the gate and walked toward the house, but just before they got the
the house about 5 or 6 dogs heard them and came on the run around the
corner. Norman let out a yell and dived into the house without knocking.
Floyd said the dogs were just friendly and wagged their tails but Norman
wasn’t taking any chances! When they were done with business and ready
to leave, Norman peeked out the door and after seeing no dogs quickly
headed for the gate. Floyd walked behind and as little short legged
Norman was trying to swing his leg over the fence for the third or
fourth time, Floyd reached down and growled and grabbed the back of
Norman’s leg. He said Norman threw his briefcase and completely cleared
the fence! Floyd said he shouldn’t have done it but couldn’t resist.
Norman didn’t ask him to help after that! Thanks Gary!

Dick

Dick, As you well know, Norman/Irene and family lived one mile east of us.  We were very close neighbors with them and also his folks Margie & Willie.  We were back and forth a lot.  I remember one time we were butchering pigs and for some reason Norman was at our house. After shooting the pigs, they loaded them onto a trailer and were taking them to the Johnnie Hiatt farm to butcher.  I believe that is when Ernest and Lydia LaCroix were living there. Norman told us kids to get up on the trailer with the dead pigs for the ride up to the Johnnie Hiatt farm. When our mother saw us sitting their with those dead pigs, she wasn’t happy and told us to get down. When Norman came back, he told us again to get back up on the trailer with those dead pigs, of which we did. Needless to say our mother was highly upset the second time around telling us to get off that trailer, but we had the pleasure of telling her Norman said it was OK to ride with those dead pigs.  I don’t remember for sure, but I think we got off that trailer.  Mom had a bark and a bite that we kids well respected.  Gary
Folks, The messages from here to the picture of Lorraine Handeland and Linda Millang are replies to their picture that I posted yesterday.  Gary

Reply from Julie Knox Seier (82): j

Gary,
Those two ladies are aunts of mine…Lorraine (Handeland) and
Linda (Millang) Bostic. Linda just became Grandma for the first
time on October 30. Her son Arthur and his wife Amy had a baby
boy that they named Spencer Michael Bostic. They live in
Minnesota in a Minneaplois suburb.
Julie (Knox) Seier

Reply from LeaRae Parrill Espe (67): 

The two ladies are Lorraine Handeland Millang, she was married to Curt who passed away several years ago and Linda Millang Bostic who just lost her husband Mike this year.  Mike Bostic taught in Dunseith and that is where they met.  Linda and Mike had one son Arthur and I understand Linda just became a grandmother.

Reply fromEle Dietrich Slyter (69): 

On the left is Lorraine (Handeland) Millang and on the right is Linda Millang…don’t remember the married name…Lorraine was Curt Millang’s wife and Linda also lost her husband this past year…I believe he taught school in Dunseith.

Reply from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary,

Two gals at the Peace Garden are Lorraine Handeland Millang and Linda
Millang Bostic.

Dick
Reply from Evon Lagerquist (77):

The ladies in the picture are Lorraine Handeland Millang and Linda Millang Bostic.

Reply from Martha Lamb Schepp (68):

The two ladies are Lorraine Handeland Millang and I believe Linda Millang

Martha Lamb Schepp

Folks, I have had this picture sitting in my pictures folder since last July. To be honest, I didn’t expect these two ladies to be Dunseith folks.  There are a lot of folks that pass through the Peace Garden, everyday, so they could have been from most anywhere. When our friend, Dianne, from Bremerton, Washington sent me this picture telling me these ladies knew me, I kind of just brushed it off, because I didn’t recognize them.  Yesterday, I thought what to heck, I’ll send this out and see if any of you know them.  I’m sure glad I did.  I know them both.  I remember Linda, well, from my childhood days.  I don’t remember Lorraine as well.  She was a little older. Now that I know who they are, I recognize Linda.  Putting these class lists together, I have spoken with both Lorraine & Linda, several times, in the past months.  I don’t think either of them have email, so I’m hoping some of you can show this picture to them if they happen to visit any of you.  This is a beautiful picture.  Gary

         Lorraine Handeland Millang (61) and Linda Millang (63)

Pictures provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Hi Gary,

I just returned home from and meeting and Wal-Mart.  The first thing I did was sit down and read your Alumni news email–beautiful picture of Salem Church.  When I read Glenn Millang’s name, I knew this picture was on the table near my computer.  I thought I had scanned/sent it to you, but when I checked my “courthouse pictures” folder, I didn’t see it.  If you can use it, fine; if not, fine.

Neola

Neola, there is not a doubt in my mind that we can use this photo. Glenn (deceased), Susie (Knox) and the boys are very well known in the Dunseith community.

Susie,  In this photo, there’s not doubt you and Minnie are sisters.  Gary

Elmer (56) & Joanne Kester (58) Boucher Family – Elmer/Joanne have a Rolette address

Folks, I have reposted Neola’s message and the poster for the Craft show in Bottineau this week-end to include Carmen Richard. In my mind I’m kind of thinking there will be other Dunseith Alumni Vendors there as well. I know of several others that do this sort of thing.  This will be a good opportunity for you folks to meet Neola and Carmen. Gary

From Neola Kofoid Garbe: n

Hi Gary,

I received the following from Carmen Richard.  I think your readers would be interested in hearing she’ll be participating in the craft sale/Winter Wonderland in Bottineau on Saturday, too.  This would be a good opportunity for people to buy her daughter-in-law’s book–I’m anxious to see the book, too.

Neola

Carmen’s reply to Neola:

I am also going to the Bottineau craft show. I am selling some stocking caps that I have made. I call them winter survival gear. and also I will be selling my daughter-in-law Lanette Richard’s book Tommy and Sarah’s Country Adventures.
Hi Gary,

I know you don’t usually put “plugs” in your Alumni newsletter, so I won’t feel bad if you don’t feel comfortable including this poster.  However, if you think people might be interested in seeing it (and attending the event), I’d appreciate if you would include it and mention I’ll be selling caramels.  I think some of your readers have bought caramels from me in the past.  Again, I don’t know if you want to include this, but people are welcome to order from me at neolag@min.midco.net, and I’ll mail caramels to them.  Postage would be between $5.00-$9.00, depending on the size of the order.

Thanks, Gary

Neola

    Happy Birthday Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71): Bedford, TX

   Happy Birthday Esther Murray Fleming (’65): Flint, MI

Happy Birthday Linda Gardner (BHS ’68): Vienna VI.

Condolences to the Lagerquist family
From Pamela Fugere Schmidt (’73):  Mandan, ND

Rod, Leola, Lyle, Kurt, and Carl,

I’m so very sorry for your loss of Kim. Please accept my heartfelt condolences.

Pamela Fugere Schmidt

Reply to Pictures posted
From Flavia Moraes (’73 Exchange student): 

Dear Gary

Jeff Evans and Curt Berg were my classmates.

I remember them very well and these photos posted by Trish (who was my friend too) brought me wonderful memories.

Thank you, Trish and Gary

All the best

Flavia

Reply to the Basketball Picture
From Diane Fugere (’75):  Minot, ND

Reply from Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND

Gary, I  sincerely appreciate your pulling up many of the blogs… of other years gone by.

Mark sent in the  photo below, at a time I had sporadic interest and  access to this blog.

My primary interest and  focus at that time, was always on my mother’s care, while she was elderly and a resident in a nursing home.

This was our Second Grade photo.  We were in a combination first and second grade room on the old stage area with Mrs Hanson as our teacher.

She was/is a  Willow City original. She’d share a lot about her daughters, Becky and Heidi.

Sometimes, we second graders  got to walk through the gym,

up a  long hall and first level of stairs to the big white building, joining Mrs Mildred Parrill’s second grade class for music.

Mrs Parrill had shoulder length reddish hair.

The other second graders would look upon us,  as if we were strangers~

But, then  we’d join them in song, “Blue bird, Blue bird from my window.”

There were NINE of us second graders. Janice from town,  Dean, Gordie, myself, David, Marlys and Joanne were farm kids from the hills.

Mark was a town kid  and Allen a  Prairie kid had younger siblings in the class.

My parents had to hire transportation for us to come into town school.

Sometimes, I would be delighted to to ride the Myer bus with the Jim Metcalfe kids!

We nine were  with other 15 to 20  first graders.

I recall once when in line to have our phonic books checked I  glimpsed Gordies.

His answers were all different.

Panicing I erased mine and copied his answers.

Mrs. Hanson did not scold.  Or say, “CHEATER”.

She marked a big  F.

Then,  just said. Please erase and stay in at recess and do over.

I felt mortified!

That was, Lesson number 1 from second grade learned.

Do not copy.

Sometimes, toward the end of the day Mrs Schimetz would walk two beautiful little girls over to meet their brothers.

Stella  dressed those little dolls  alike wearing  their Sunday best in sweet,  little dresses, brown stockings  and polished shoes.

Kathy and Kim with cherub faces,  had long brown hair  which curled down around their shoulders,

beautiful eyes and wide shy, smiles when they caught glimpses of  their big brothers Mark and Reid.

As I recall, because of where we were located, we were mainly isolated from the other second graders and first graders during lunch and recesses.

We ate dinner down stairs in the big square white building. We were in long lines the cooks would thrown tuna noodle hot dish, fish sticks or ?? on our plates.

At free time, we  gathered and  jumped rope, played marbles, or chased each other around, around  TAG

and down, down,  down,  the steps into the back door was “our cave.”

Only once, I cornered Keith K.  a first grade boy from Mrs Seim’s room.  The bell rang.

He scrunched up his face, balled up a fist and popped me in the nose then took off running.

The nose blood spurted and gushed. I did not say a word.

( I remembered what my dad had taught me, never corner anyone,…they will panic)

I went home that night with a blood stained blouse.

I never told.

I never chased or cornered  a boy again!

Lesson number 2  was also learned in  grade Two.

Vickie

Top row: Mark Schimetz, Dean Lamb, Gordon Nerpel, Alan Fugere & Vicky Medcalf
Bottom: Janice Allard, David Striker, Marlys Medland, and Joann Millang.

Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND

Ole Paints Road Stripe 

A road crew supervisor in Minnesota hired Ole to paint the yellow line down the middle of route 32 heading up toward Bemidji . The supervisor was skeptical about hiring him since OIe didn’t have any painting background, but he appeared enthusiastic and he told the supervisor that he really needed the job. At least his wife Lena told him so.

He explained to Ole that his work or the day would be to complete 2 miles of centerline on the road. He was set up with brushes and paint and his boss got him started.

After the first day, the supervisor was pleased to find that he’d painted 4 miles of road in his 8 hour shift, instead of the two expected of him. He told Ole that he did an excellent job and said how pleased he was with his progress.

On the second day, Ole completed painting just the 2 miles of road that was asked of him. His supervisor was surprised, because on the first day, he had completed twice as much work. But he didn’t say anything, since 2 miles of road was the amount that the job required anyway. He decided to just accept it, and to look forward to the next day when he was sure that Ole would pick up the pace again.

On day 3, the supervisor was disappointed to learn that in his 8 hour shift, Ole completed painting only one (1) mile of road. Ole was called to the supervisor’s office and asked what was the problem.

“On your first day, you completed 4 miles of road, on your second day, 2 miles of road, and now on day 3, you were only able to complete 1 mile of road. What’s the problem, Ole?”

“Vell,” Ole replied, “I’ll tell you vut is da problem, but I tought a smart man like you vould figger it out fer yourself. Every day I get farder and farder avay from da paint can.”

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Blog (279) posted on November 11, 2008

Picture provided by Jeff Skjelver (Glen Shelver’s grandson): 

Hello Mr. Stokes,

Here is a photo of the Salem Lutheran Church I snapped today while driving up to Lake Metigoshe.  It was a beautiful day up in the hills today.

Jeff Skjelver
Rugby, ND

Jeff, Thank you so much for this beautiful winter scene of Salem church.  This church brings back a lot of childhood memories for me and also for a lot of our readers.  My name, with a lot of others, is still posted on the Sunday School attendance roster in the back of the church.  Salem Church is and always has been part of the Metigoshe Lutheran churches.

Folks, Salem church is located about 2 1/2 miles west of the Rolette/Bottineau county line on #43 also known as the Peace Garden or Metigoshe road. It is open to the public in the summer months.  Glen Rude has the keys and is kind of the caretaker. He lives on the Albert Rude Home place located about 1/8 of a mile east and on the south side of the road from the church.  Gary

Do any of you recognize either of these two ladies?  A friend of ours from Bremerton WA. was visiting the Peace Garden last summer when she met these two ladies.  They knew me, so she took their picture.  She lost the paper with their names. Like I mentioned before, most of us change over the years and I just don’t recognize these gals.  Gary

Reply From Margaret Metcalf Leonard (’65):  Rolette, ND

Happy Easter to you and Bernadette. Praying that this will be an especially good day  health wise for both of you.  It’s snowing in Rolette this morning even though we feel the promise of spring coming. 

Tale care, Margaret

Margaret,
It is wonderful hearing from you. Looking forward to seeing you this summer too with our 50^th class reunion too.
Gary

Pictures

Posted by Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73):  Portola Valley, CA

Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): Bismarck, ND

An old geezer, who had been a retired farmer for a long time, became very bored and decided to open a medical clinic.

He put a sign up outside that said:Dr. Geezers’s clinic. “Get your treatment for $500, if not cured get back $1,000.”

Doctor “Young,” who was positive that this old geezer didn’t know beans about medicine, thought this would be a great opportunity to get $1,000.

So he went to Dr. Geezers’s clinic.

This is what transpired.

Dr. Young: — “Dr. Geezer, I have lost all taste in my mouth.” can you please help me ??
Dr. Geezer:  —  “Nurse, please bring medicine from box 22 and put 3 drops in Dr. Young’s mouth.”

Dr. Young: — Aaagh !! — “This is Gasoline!”

Dr. Geezer: “Congratulations! You’ve got your taste back. That will be $500.”

Dr. Young gets annoyed and goes back after a couple of days figuring to recover his money.

Dr Young: “I have lost my memory, I cannot remember anything.”

Dr. Geezer: “Nurse, please bring medicine from box 22 and put 3 drops in the patient’s mouth.”

Doctor Young:  “Oh no you don’t,  —  that is Gasoline!”

Dr. Geezer: “Congratulations! You’ve got your memory back. That will be $500.”

Dr. Young (after having lost $1000) leaves angrily and comes back after several more days.

Dr. Young: “My eyesight has become weak  —  I can hardly see !!!!

Dr. Geezer: “Well, I don’t have any medicine for that so —  ” Here’s your $1000 back.”

Dr. Young: “But this is only $500…”

Dr. Geezer: “Congratulations! You got your vision back! That will be $500.”

Moral of story  —  Just because you’re “Young” doesn’t mean that you can outsmart an old “Geezer ” !!!!

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Blog (278) posted on November 10, 2008

Reply from Almo Pladson (72):

Thanks to everyone for their kind words and thoughts about mom. She was a very special lady and touched the hearts on everyone. We miss her very much.

Reply from Ele Dietrich Slyter (69): 

Happy Birthday Alva Azure Gladue (’75): Dunseith, ND

Reply to the Basketball Picture
From Diane Berg Rheault (‘79):  Moorhead, MN

Gary, Here are the names that go with the “State Basketball Tourney” picture.  The tournament was in 1972.

Donald Malaterre’72, Terry Counts’74, Curt Hagel’72, Lyle Olson’75, Tim Gunville’72, Jim Mellmer’72, Don Olson’72, Jeff Evans’73, Curt Berg’73, George Malaterre’73, Linus Faine’72, Greg Evans’72.  Kathy Schmitz’72, Trish Larson’73, Cathy Campbell’73

Reply to the Basketball Picture
From Larry Tooke (’71):  Souris, ND

Happy Easter to you and your family Hope all is well for you all.

The basketball boys  L to R Don Malaterre, Terry Counts, Curt Hagel, Lyle Olson, Tim Gunville, Jim Melmer, Don Olson Jeff Evans, Curt Berg, George Malaterre,Linus Faine,Greg Evans  Girls: Kath Schmitz Trish Larson, Kathy Campbell  Say HI to Art  Larry

Thanks Larry,

Art Hagen Left Cebu this past Wednesday headed for the States. He will be in Bottineau soon.

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Blog (277) posted on November 9, 2008

Happy Belated Birthday – Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (65): 

Margaret, I was talking to Cecile Berube Reynolds (65) today and she told me you had a birthday on November 5th. She said you guys are going to celebrate when you return from your school trip in Minneapolis this weekend.  I think she told me this celebration will take place on Tuesday.  Cecile also told me she retired this year from teaching. She said she had nearly 30 years of service.   I assume most of this time was in Minot.  “Happy Birthday” and enjoy your celebration with Cecile.  Gary

Request from Leland Hagen (50): 

Hi  Gary,

I really look forward to the news letters that you compile and send
every day. It’s the first Email  I read.

Brother Tom (51) would like to be added to your list of rcipients. His email is:

Thanks,

Leland Hagen (50)

Folks, Tom & Leland are bothers to Orvin Hagen and Joyce Evans. I know many of you know Orvin & Joyce.  Orvin was the head gardener at the peace garden for many years . Joyce was married to Joe Evans (Deceased).

From Wayne Smith (61): 

Gary,

This came to me from a friend, and I thought that many on the Dunseith blog would enjoy reliving the 50’s & 60’s through cars and music.

Regards

Wayne Smith (’61)

To those of us that were teens in the fifties.. this will make you smile from ear to ear..and even tho our teen yrs had some ills and strife…we should be grateful that we got to be a kid in those wonderful days of good clean fun and wonderful comraderie..now to relive just part of that special time…

Someone did an awesome job putting this together and with sound to boot. At the very end of the video you’ll hear the song ‘ Thunder Road ‘ sung by the star of the movie for which it was the theme! Not uncommon except this is the one and only song ever recorded, for publication, sung by Robert Mitchum!

http://thefiftiesandsixties.com/CarsWeDrove.htm

From Sybil Johnson:

Gary and all,

I remember those storm blizzards, the 20yrs I lived in Minot. The last one I remember mostly was the one in the spring of 1984 (same year Kelly was killed), maybe

that’s why I remember it so well. All the kids in the neighborhood were out making money, shoveling the sidewalks of others who couldn’t get out. My youngest,

DJ, came home with over $40.00 for his efforts.

So far, all we have had here in Cheyenne, is that blasted wind, for the past 2 days. Winds gusting up to 70 mph and blowing over everything in its path. Take care

everyone.  Sybil Johnson

Correction to yesterday’s message from Neola Kofoid Garbe: n

Brodey Awalt’s dad’s name is Rick, not Todd.

I’m not feeling well today, so not on computer

Neola

Reply to the Cote sister’s picture from Mel Kuhn (70): 

Gary,

Boy, you put a lot on to an old CRS guy, but here goes. Standing left is Lillian [Bill]Allard, they lived in Overly for many years. Lillian is the youngest of the 5 sisters. Standing center is my mom, Alice[Marvin]Kuhn. Standing right is Evelyn[Phillip]Seneshal, they farmed and lived in the Overly area for many years. Evelyn is the oldest of the 5 sisters. Sitting left is Adeline[Fred]Allard, she is Alden and Merle’s mom, I believe you would know them. Sitting right is Olivine[John]Allard, again using names you would know she is Carol and Larry’s mom. If I provide very little information it leaves less room for error. Carol could give a lot better history then I can. Maybe we could talk her into doing so?

We’ve just had the first of this winter’s blizzards. It looks like 8-10 inches of snow here, and as Dick said some lovely 40 mph winds. The electricity is still out in many places. I got called in to Park View where I had to scrounge up a couple of generators to get some light and heat going for the old folks. The powers that be who built the place decided that it was more important that they eat off of $3000.00 solid oak tables then to have a standby power plant. It was a good thing that I had the heat all up in the floor. That will hold at a comfortable temp for many hours for people like us, but not for old folks. If it gets under 75 they start complaining. When I came home from work last night volunteers were busy at work trying to clean the snow off the football field in St. John. We are supposed to play a game today[Sat] to see who moves along to play for first place in State. It could be interesting. Later.

Mel

Standing: Lillian Allard, Alice Kuhn & Evelyn Seneshal
Sittiing: Adeline Allard & Olivine Allard

Picture provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Allen, I’m thinking this cute little girl is probably one of your Daughter’s?  Gary

Folks, This is as far as I’ve gone, to date, assembling class lists. I have up-to-date lists for all the classes from 1930 thru 1977. I plan to continue with the class of 78 working my way to the present. It may take some time, but in time, I will eventually get there.  Gary

                                 Dunseith High School Class of 1977

              Happy Birthday Rhonda Hiatt: Battle Ground, WA

Address change
For Lynn Halvorson Otto (75):  Booton, NJ

Hi Gary, if anyone is interested, my address is not Seoul, Korea anymore, we have been in New Jersey since 2010.

New address is: 15 Timber Trail, Boonton, NJ. 07005

Thanks, Lynn Halvorson Otto

Lynn,

Thank you so much for this update with your NJ address. I try to keep all my files updated, but there I some that I miss. I had your address listed as Boonton, NJ in my master combined list, but had failed to update your class list.

Gary

Clayton Lider’s Card of Thanks:
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Class of 73 photo’s provided by Trish Larson Clayburgh (’73): 

Trish, I know the photo on the left is for sure you and the one on the right too?

State Basketball tourney
Please, We need some names folks

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Blog (276) posted on November 8, 2008

ND Blizzard conditions tonight (11/6/08) from Dick Johnson: 

Gary and Friends,

If you folks would like to see a genuine North Dakota blizzard, tonight
is the night! We have sustained winds that must be 40-50 MPH and blowing
snow that is causing white out conditions. It wasn’t too bad earlier
today, but now the snow has really started coming down. It rained first
and the trees got heavy so with these winds, trees are going down all
over. Just like old times!

Thanks to Ron Longie for the name of his cousin, Della. After I read her
name, I remembered— that was her name! I hope her injury was one she
recovered fully from as it was quite nasty. Thanks Ron and Gary!

Dick

Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Hi Gary,

It seems so strange to receive an email this time of the night, and the email says (paraphrasing), “The newsletter is early today.  We have doctor’s appointments.”  Also, when I read it, I pictured the two of you in this wonderfully warm climate, walking with no coats on, the sun shining, beautiful day, and here I am sitting where it’s dark outside, the weather is nasty, no travel around Minot–same time, such different weather/time of day.  The internet is absolutely amazing/wonderful.

Neola

Neola, what you imagined was pretty much right on with our weather and time of day. We never ever have to wear a coat. Today’s high was 90F. I had to turn the windshield wiper on several times today to wipe the condensation of off the outside of the windshield caused from the Air Conditioning inside the car.  I know those of you from the southern states have probably experienced that. I know I did when I was TDY for 6 months in Florida in 2002.  Gary

Picture (Devils Lake, ND) & comments from Kenny Nerpel (65):

Gary,

The Philippines is starting to look more and more inviting.  I’m
tired of this stuff already.

Kenny

Reply from  LoisLilleby fielding (51): 

To Marshall Awalt:   Marshall, I tried to e-mail you, but it didn’t go through.  I woll look through old photos in case I have one of your car.    Best regads,    Lois

Reply from Randy Flynn (70): 

In answer to Gary Metcalfe’s question about Mr. Woodford and Mr. Cheney.  I am guessing they both used a shotgun as a communication tool to locate a buddy.

Memories of the Bakery/Martinson’s/baseball from Rob Olson (79):

The Bakery was one of my favorite places in town, the others being Campell’s, Malaterre’s and anywhere we could playball.  I seriously do  not know how Hilda Malaterre put up with the pounding of rubber balls hitting the side of the house every five seconds.  At the Campbell’s we played against Granmma Campbell’s garage and we would play all day, go to the Bakery and a bunch of us would pile in the back room where Herman, Terry, Tim and Tara worked their magic. They always let us eat the ends of the bread loafs that were sliced off. What a treat!  We would always try to get there in time to help Tim or Terry load up the pick-up for the trip to the peace Garden and maybe we could catch a ride.

Tara was always so nice. Like Lyle said Tim was an oustanding catcher.  I can still see in my mind like it was yesterday the way he threw the ball to second base, he had a litttle double clutch but WHAT an arm.   Not many tried to steal on him. I can also see Herman sitting directly behind home plate at every home game. He did not say much but when he did you could hear it through the crowd.  And those teams in the late 60’s early 70’s drew crowds.  I learned a lot of baseball from Herman talking with him at the bakery which I did until I left in 1979.  Even when  I came home I would stop by to see him.   That man knew what I was doing 200 miles away in Mayville-even the things I shouldn’t have been doing!  Herman had a knack for making a person feel important even at 10 years old. I miss him.

Terry was a free spirit and had a twinkle in his eye everytime I saw hime.  One time in, I think 1969 or 70, the legion team was playing in Wolford. Terry was driving around and I was riding my bike home when he stopped and asked me if I wanted to go to the baseball game. (OK I begged him if he would take me.) I took my bike home and changed my shirt.  I remember he had a 2 door car green one I think, it was already full of people but I could not say who was in it. I road on the center counsel in front with him. I really thought I was cool. It wasn’t until we got there that he asked me if my mom knew where I was. I said she was working and I did not have time to tell her. I can remember he was not happy with me and told me that I need to be responsible and let her know. After being mad at me he smiled and said, don’t worry I’ll tell her you were with me and it will be fine.  I don’t know what he said to her but she never said a word about it to me. The Martinsons were nuts about baseball.  Years later I was playing in Cando with the Rolla legion team (Dunseith did not have a Legion team in 1978 or 79) and I was up to bat when I heard “come on Robbie get a rip” I looked up in the stands and here was Terry, bushy beard, hair all wild, farmers pants and a huge smile on his face. His smile could light up a room for miles. I am gald I told him how much his friendship and kindness meant to me before he passed.

As for the charging rolls at the bakery.  Herman knew what he was doing.  Bismarcks were a nickel and by the end of one week, one of many, I owed him a dollar-my whole allowance.  That happened for years!

The Bakery, good times, great people, whole lotta love and kindness came out of that place. Thank you to the Martinsons.

Rob Olson

Story/memory from Rob Olson (79):

I was hopping someone else would tell this story but nobody has.  So I thought I would-as best as I can remember The names are not changed because the statute of limitations has run out for trespassing.

Back in the early 70’s there was swimming hole out by the old slaughterhouse.   To get to there we walked across the wheat field just west of the baseball field, went under a barbed wire fence (or over it if you were bigger) and then walked a ways.  The older boys had made a dam so the water was fairly deep. (We typically did not go there when the older boys were there because they liked to dunks us, thow us in with our clothes and generally be mean) We went there after baseball practice was over so about 3:00 p.m. or so. I was not in Babe Ruth at the time but I always hung around during baseball practice shagging balls with the others.  One day I believe it was me, Jeff Campbell, Gordon Malaterre, Clark Malaterre, David Hagel , Keith Fettig, probably Gene and Sylvester Parisien, and likely others that I don’t remember now, were down at the swimming hole having fun.  Most of us did not have swimming trunks so we usually went without.    Someone heard a noise and Clark sneaked up the bank to see who it was. We had been warned by the older boys not to get caught there.   Clark turned and said we have to get out of here fast.  Nancy Bedard and Gail Lamoureux were out riding horses and were coming toward the swimming hole.  We  had left our clothes on the side of the bank that they were coming from so we had to hustle over, grab our clothes, cross the creek and try to put them on while we were running, not a an easy thing to do.  I am not a fast runner. Clark looking out for me like he did was helping me get dressed as we were running. The ladies on their horses were faster and soon were close by and yelling at us to stop running.  Clark and I stopped while the other were about 20 yards ahead in the trees. Clark turned and answered, I think Nancy’s, questions about what we were doing there.  The others kind of hovered around not wanting to get too close. I did not want to say anything because Gail would tell my mom and that would not have been good! After scolding us, both Nancy and Gail looked at each other with a little grin when Gail said “Clark you should zip up your zipper.”  Clark had been too busy helping me that he forgot put his underwear on or zip his fly.  Clark looked down, tucked himself in then looked up at the ladies and calmly said “thank you.”

I still think of that and is one of my best memories when I think of Clark-which is often. Of course we were back there the next day.

Rob Olson

Diane Larson Sjol’s (70) memories: 

Allen’s reminiscing brought back my own memories of Dunseith and my
favorite stops.  I loved going to the drug store and sitting at the
counter with Debbie Morinville and sipping on a coke float….buying
sticks of pink gum that had powdered sugar on it and looking through
all the makeup waiting for the day when we could wear it.  I used to
sneak in my cousins’ room (Janet, Nancy and Colette Hosmer) and put
their make up on….thought I was pretty darn cute.  We stayed in
Dunseith when my dad, Norman Larson, was stationed overseas so we went
to school during our elementary years in Dunseith….making my
childhood a wonderful one.  My mom, Verdellis, used to love to sleep
in on Sat. morning.  Knowing that, my sister and I would wake her and
ask if we could have some money to go to Casey Seim’s and she would
tell us there was some in her purse and to go ahead.  We knew she was
probably still asleep but convinced ourselves we had permission so
would take a few coins and off we would march…uptown.  She would
wake up an hour later and there we would be, watching cartoons eating
a bagful of candy.  Needless to say, we got away with it about twice.

One thing I remember about the Hermann’s bakery was him of course, and
his wonderful Bismarcks and date bars.  I could have eaten my weight
in date bars and at that time I was pretty chubby….Francis
Morinville used to work at the Crystal Cafe and Debbie and I would
wander in through the back and Francis would give us a treat….they
had the best tomato soup!  Remember the school cafeteria and that huge
pile of butter bread sandwiches cut in half….

Playing at the creek and catching tadpoles was great fun too.  We
managed to keep a batch alive until they grew legs and were hopping
all over my room.  My mom had a fit. From then on she later confessed
that when they grew legs, she flushed them down the toilet and told us
they had died so she had to get rid of them…..

I could go on and on ….we are snowed in in Minot today…roads
closed from here to Bismarck…pretty bad all over most of the central
and eastern part of the state, disappointing many deer hunters since
today is opening day…my husband is still trying to figure out how he
can go…

Hope you all have a great day…Diane Larson Sjol

Paula Fassett’s (71) reply to the confirmation picture: 

I love the confirmation photo!!!  In the back: Alan Strong, Greg Hill, Dale Lagerquist – front:  Myra Henning & Shelly Fulsebakke!

If anyone has a photo of the confirmation class from a year prior to this one, it would be fun if you would share it!  The class consisted of those of us who eventually graduated in 1970 & 1971 – Me, Cheryl Haagenson, my sister Crystal, Brenda Hill, Larry Tooke, Larrett Peterson…….to name a few.  For some reason, there had been a year of no confirmation, so the 2 classes were combined.  Pastor Curt Rotto was our pastor/teacher – we all adored him (many of us still do…..).  We had the largest class that was ever confirmed at Peace Lutheran.  Because of the great number of us, we were actually confirmed in the high school gym, as there wasn’t enough room in the church!  I don’t remember for sure, but I’m thinking that perhaps the new church wasn’t finished yet then?  I’ve been communicating too much with Mel Kuhn, his CRS is rubbing off……….

Paula Fassett

Evon Lagerquist’s (77) reply to the confirmation picture: 

In the confirmation picture with Pastor Bakken is Alan Strong, Greg Hill, Dale Lagerquist, Myra Henning , Shelly Fulsabakke.

Lynn Halvorson Otto’s (75) reply to the confirmation picture: 

Hi Gary, the picture of confirmation students:  Alan Strong, Greg Hill and Dale Lagerquist, Myra Henning and Shelly Fulsebakke (sp).  I think I’m correct on the names.  Lynn Otto   I think this 1969 Rendahl Confirmation class was part of the Dunseith 1969 class or am I wrong?   Message/Picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Hi Gary, This is Lloyd Awalt’s grandson, Brody (Todd and Tracy Baynes Awalt’s son).  There were several pictures of/comments made by people after the election under “Varying opinions of residents mirrors rest of U.S.”  Brody’s comments are in a separate email.  Todd/Tracy live in Minot.  She/I taught at Bel Air School for several years; I retired, she’s still teaching there.  Todd is a CPA in Minot. I remember when Todd/Tracy’s children were born.  I visited Tracy at Trinity when her/Todd’s first son, Brock, was born.  Besides the two boys, Todd and Tracy have a daughter, Drew.  John Bayne, Tracy’s father, was a barber in Bottineau for many years.  I THINK he’s retired. Tracy’s mother, Virginia, worked at Trutna’s. Neola   From Neola Kofoid Garbe: Hi Gary, I know you don’t usually put “plugs” in your Alumni newsletter, so I won’t feel bad if you don’t feel comfortable including this poster.  However, if you think people might be interested in seeing it (and attending the event), I’d appreciate if you would include it and mention I’ll be selling caramels.  I think some of your readers have bought caramels from me in the past.  Again, I don’t know if you want to include this, but people are welcome to order from me at neolag@min.midco.net, and I’ll mail caramels to them.  Postage would be between $5.00-$9.00, depending on the size of the order. Thanks, Gary. Neola Neola, I will gladly post this.  We have a number of Bottineau folks on our distribution list.  Bottineau is right next door to Dunseith and I’m sure some of those folks and others in the surrounding area will enjoy attending this event.  I’m pretty sure there will be other Dunseith Alumni Vendors there as well.  This gives folks the opportunity to try your famous caramels and meet you too.  Gary.

Folks,

So as not to clutter things up with added postings, diverting the attention, I am only posting the DHS class of 75 reunion and Kim Lagerquist’s Obituary with today’s blog.

Gary

DHS class of 75 forty year reunion
Posting from Debbie Fugere Fauske (’75):  Minot, ND

Hi Gary:

The Dunseith High School Class of 1975 is planning a one-day 40th reunion on July 11, 2015, at Dale’s Café/Lounge at 4:00.  I’ve sent out letters to as many of our classmates as I was able to find addresses.  I’ve also posted on our private Facebook page “Class of 75”.  I’m now putting this out on the blog for anyone who hasn’t been contacted or for those who aren’t on Facebook. 

Anyone that hasn’t been contacted, please let me know.  I can be reached by phone at 701-720-3308, email debbie_fauske@yahoo.com, or on Facebook under Debbie Fugere Fauske.  

Thanks, Gary!

Debbie Fauske

Debbie,
I will be in the area then too. If you don’t mind I’d love to stop by and see you guys at Dale’s.
On July 17^th, our Class of 65 will be celebrating our 50^th reunion at the Birchwood at Lake Metigoshe.
Gary

                    Dunseith High School Class of 1975

Kim Lagerquist

(Died March 31, 2015)

Kim Lagerquist, age 52 of Dunseith, died Tuesday at his home. Funeral will be held on Friday at 10:00 am at the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Visitation will be Thursday 4:00 pm until 7:00 pm at the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau.

Kim Allen Lagerquist, a son of John and Leola (Hiatt) Lagerquist, was born on October 8, 1962 at Rolette. He grew up on the family farm in the Turtle Mountains, north of Dunseith and graduated from Dunseith High School in 1980. He lived in Bottineau where he worked at several service stations. On April 19, 1985, he married Julie Aitchison at Bottineau. This marriage later ended. Kim later moved to Warroad, MN and worked for Marvin Windows. He later moved to Grand Forks and worked several places including the sugar beet plant. Due to his health, he later moved back to the family farm.

Kim was a member of the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. He also attended the Seventh Day Adventist Church in Grand Forks. Kim loved to hunt and was a talented artist.

He is survived by his daughter, Katie Sue Lagerquist of Grand Forks; mother, Leola of Dunseith; sister, Evon Lagerquist of Dunseith; brothers, Rodney, Lyle, Kurt and Carl (Tara) all of Dunseith; Kenneth of Spokane, WA; Dale (Marlene) of Bottineau; Ray (Lori) of Boulder, MT and Bruce of Manhattan, KS and numerous nieces and nephews.

He was preceded his father, grandparents, several aunts and uncles and one nephew, Trey Michael Lagerquist.

Arrangements were Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Friends may sign the online register book at www.nerofuneralhome.net
Our heartfelt condolences are with Leola and all of her family with the passing of Kim. It is so hard losing a loved one, especially a child.
I knew the Lagerquist family really well too. They were our neighbors in the Ackworth community. Kim was only 4 when I left the area, so I didn’t know him as well as his older siblings.
Gary

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Blog (275) posted on November 7, 2008

Folks, I’m sending this a bit early today.  Bernadette and I have doctors appointments this morning and probably won’t be home until later this afternoon.  Gary

Tribute/Condolence – Evelyn Pladson family – From Erling Landsverk (44): t

GARY:

WE LEARNED OF EVELYNS DEATH ON SUNDAY WHEN SHARON CALLED US.  AS YOU KNOW,  EVELYNS WAS OUR COUSIN, AND I HAD THE GOOD FORTUNE OF KNOWING HER SINCE SHE WAS A LITTLE GIRL.  I REMEMBER  HOW KIND AND HELPFUL SHE WAS TO HER MOM AND DAD WHEN I STAYED OVER WHILE VISITING THEIR HOME DURING HARVEST IN 1944 SHORTLY BEFORE I LEFT TO JOIN THE SERVICE.  SHE WAS ALWAYS CHEERFUL, AND KIND TO EVERYONE.  SHE GREW UP DURING THE DIFFICULT DEPRESSION YEARS, AND HARD WORK WAS NO STRANGER TO HER.  I BELIEVE IT  TEMPERED HER SPIRIT INTO BECOMING AN OUTSTANDING LADY, AND MOTHER AS WELL AS A SIBLING  THAT HER BROTHERS AND HER SISTERS WERE PROUD OF.

WE ALL LOVED EVELYN AND EXTEND OUR MOST SINCERE SYMPATHIES TO HER CHILDREN, AND GRANDCHILDREN. AS WELL AS HER BROTHERS AND SISTERS.

AS FOR ME I WILL ALWAYS CHERISH HER MEMORY, AND AM GRATEFUL FOR THE OPPORTUNITY TO HAVE KNOWN HER.

ERLING

Reply from Rod Hiatt (69): 

Hello Gary
I do remember the Awalt Anniversary and the duet. Vonnie played the
piano and I was on the accordion. I don’t think I was asked to be on
Laurence Welk Show after that either. Seems like my musical talent was
mainly in my mind and not in the ears of the audience.
Yes Vonnie was a big part of the auction business as she was no doubt
the best clerk that you could ever want. In all the years that she
worked with me, I don’t recall having to repeat the selling price or a
bidders number to her. She did that as well as caught bids at the same time.
She was also the best part of Hiatts Western Shop, as she could sell ice
cubes to an Eskimo without trying. At Christmas, the men would come in
looking for something for their wife, having no idea of size, colors or
style and Vonnie would put together an outfit, boots and accessories,
wrap it up and it was surprising how many wives would come back saying
how happy and thrilled that their husbands took the time, new the right
size and had such good taste. Vonnie just smiled and never said any
different.
It was 5 years ago last month that we lost her, but little things like
your newspaper clipping bring back the good memories and all the fun and
laughter that she brought into our lives She is dearly missed but Never
Forgotten

Ron Longie’s (65) reply to his family picture (Message 266) posted with all the comments: 

Gary,

Thanks for the memories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  of a great town to grow up in, the life long friends made to this day, for the values, and quality of life I believe we took with us for that I’ll always say Thanks ..

Ron Longie

Ron Longie’s reply to Dick Johnson’s question (Message 271): 

Gary,

In regards to Dick’s question about the girl injured while skating, that was my cousin Della Mae she and her family had come up from Arkansas. Patti was to little then she would have been about 9 or 10 years old.

Ron

Reply/memories from Allen Richard (65):

Reply to Lyle Olson

Herman Martinson and Glen Shelver were the true essence of what humanity should be.  Their character crossed several generations.  I think the bakery was the unofficial headquarters for the guys form the class of ’65.  3 Bismarks for a quarter.  I wonder why I had zits. In our high school years I , along with a number of the guys from the classes of ’65-’66 would have lunch at the bakery and go to the pool hall.  I had to take a time out from the pool hall because of a ball somebody knocked off the table, so we played ping pong at the stone garage, which was operated by Dale Fugere, Darrel Fugere’s twin.  Heck of a mechanic!

I was very young when Glen shut down the soda fountain at the drugstore.  I think he had two or three booths.  Edna Leonard would be considered a celebrity chef today with what she could do to a banana split!  Edna was very protective of the comic books we used to read–maybe had to do with the toppings on our fingers.  Glen was more than a druggist.  He was an advisor on all things medical, with amazing skills in the area of veterinary medicine.  All you needed to do was go in and say my cow is (pick a symptom – any symptom) and you went home with a fix.  I think he stitched up more than a few kids and adults that needed a little patchwork.  Probably worked a little overtime when the Snake Pit had an unusually busy night!

And the Crystal Cafe.  When I first got to Dunseith School in 2nd grade, until we had hot lunches, it was either a lunch box, or if the weather was tolerable–warmer than -20, I had my daily grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup while sitting at the counter with the grown ups.  You don’t find food like they cooked at the Crystal these days.  Other than French Fries, I think the deep fryer was unemployed.

My cholesterol is out of whack anyway, but it was worth it!

aLLEN rICHARD

Dunseith History from Gary Metcalfe (57): 

Pictures provided by Noela Kofoid Garbe: 

Cote Sisters

Mel Kuhn, I think one of these ladies is your mother. That would make the other four your aunts.

Can you identify each of these ladies for us with their married names and husbands with a little

history of each.  You mentioned once before that all 5 sisters were at Good Sam.  You also provided

a little history at that time too, but we didn’t have the picture to related it to.  Thanks, Gary

I believe this is pastor Bakken. Who are the one’s being confirmed?

Can anyone idenify this solidier?

                                     Dunseith High School Class of 1976

Happy Birthday Art Hagen (’72): Cebu, Philippines & Bottineau, ND

    Happy Birthday Art Rude (’71): Bismarck, ND

Happy Birthday Floyd Dion (’45): Dunseith, ND

The Old log house in Trish Larson’s photos
Replies from Dick Johnson (68) and Larry Hackman (’66):

Gary and Friends,

      Larry Hackman and I both believe the old log house in Trish’s picture is the old Hackman log home along Highway 43 on the west side of School Section Lake in Holmes Township.  Here is our banter on the picture.  Thanks Gary!
Dick

> Larry,

>    The picture of Harvey Larson pretending to be drinking outside of

> an old log house has me wondering.  The log house sure looks a lot

> like Gus and Bill’s (your grandmother’s) house along 43 to me.  What do you think?

> 

> Dick

> Dick

> I agree with you Dick, it does look like the Grandpa and Grandma

> Hackman log home.  Everything seems to be right , even the location of

> the trees.

> I just don’t  remember that guy standing there, tipping up that bottle.

> Larry

Larry,

    I remember the green asphalt sheeting that was on the old house and it is on this log house in the picture too so I bet it is that place. 

The old house has basically fallen in on itself now and the ravages of time have taken their toll on the poor old thing.  It was ALWAYS there for as long as I can remember but, no more.  Just the memories are left now.

Dick

Class of ‘73
Anyone recognize this Gal?

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Blog (274) posted on November 6, 2008

Obituary provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Evelyn Pladson

May 3, 1928-Nov. 2, 2008

DUNSEITH Evelyn Grace Pladson, 80, Bottineau, formerly of Dunseith, died Sunday, Nov. 2, 2008, in a Minot hospital.

She was born May 3, 1928, to Edwin and Gertie Nelson in the Turtle Mountains and was raised by her mother and her stepfather, Nels Landsverk. She married Arthur Pladson Oct. 16, 1948, in Rolla.

Survivors: sons, Allen, Dunseith, Wallace, Cavalier, Almo, Ontario, Calif.; four grandchildren; six great-grandchildren; brothers, Elwood Landsverk and Virgil Landsverk, both Minot, Bruce Landsverk, Dunseith, Roger Landsverk, David Landsverk and Leland Landsverk, all Bottineau, Kenneth Landsverk, Salinas, Calif.; sisters, Sharon Beckman and Barb Lawrence, both Bottineau,

Funeral: Today, 2 p.m., Peace Lutheran Church, Dunseith.

Burial: Rendahl Cemetery, near Dunseith.

Visitation: Today, 9 a.m. to noon, Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau.

From Erling Landsverk (44):

GARY!

THANK YOU FOR THE SPEEDY REPLY AND HELP WITH THE INFO.  I NEVER FAIL TO BE AMAZED AT HOW SIMPLE  THE TECHNICAL ASPECT OF COMMUNICATION HAS BECOME.  WHILE READING ONE OF YOUR LAST E MAILS, I READ ABOUT THE OLD UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITER.   FOR US AT THAT TIME, THAT WAS A PRETTY DARNED MODERN  WAY TO TYPE LETTERS AND OTHER DOCUMENTS.  INCIDENTALLY, I TOOK TYPING FOR TWO YEARS, AND NOW I AM HAPPY I DID.

THANKS AGAIN GARY FOR YOUR HELP.  IT IS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED

ERLING LANDSVERK

Erling, I’m not sure how many of our readers realize that your are blind.  If I understood you correctly with what you told me before, you independently read your email with Audible software and of coarse reply with the excellent typing skills that you posses.  You are to be commended for the skills you have developed, enabling you to communicate with all of the well written beautiful messages you send. Gary

Reply from Sharon Longie Dana (73): 

Folks, David Skarr has been on the Jeopardy show.  He is Wayne Smith’s (61) Nephew.

That David Skarr is a smart fellow. We have been watching him on the show!!!

Sharon Longie Dana(73)

Memories from Gary Metcalfe (57): 

Memories from Lyle Olson (75):

Gary and all:

Hanging out at the Snow White Bakery is a favorite memory of mine.  I am certain that many other Dunseith Alumni remember doing so.

Herman Martinson was a kind man, and a good example to many kids.  He never had all that much to say, but when he did say something, it had meaning and it stuck with you for awhile.  He was one of the hardest working people I have ever met, up at 3:00 a.m., and up all day long til the bakery would close for the day.

Kids in the 70’s used to hang out at the bakery to look at the girls walking up and down main street, and eat Bismarcks by the half dozen.  I remember I used to get $2.00 for allowance.  I would go to the Crystal Café and get a Jumbo Burger for a $1.00 and then top off the meal with a few Bismarcks from Herman.  If I had money left over, Glen Shelver’s store was the next stop for a few candy bars.  These bad eating habits have served me well over the years as anyone who has seen me lately can certainly attest.

In any event, one of the greatest highlights of hanging out at Herman’s during the summer was getting a chance to ride with Tim Martinson up to the Peace Garden for deliveries to Minnie Flynn’s store and to the music camp.  Those trips always led to some good girl sightseeing, and if lucky, we would even talk to some girls and make plans to meet them at the lookout or the lodge.  Fun times to be sure.  Tim also used to pack several kids in the back of the pickup for trips to Lake Williams so that we could go swimming.

Tim used to coach baseball in Dunseith.  He was an excellent catcher in his day, and even a better coach.  I remember that either he or his brother Terry put me in to catch batting practice one day.  A foul ball found a most delicate spot and I was taught by the Martinson brothers how to do the bicycle.  Terry asked me why I wasn’t wearing a cup and I had no answer because I had yet to catch my breath long enough to speak.  Well, Tim, perhaps sensing that I wasn’t going to be a catcher after all, hit ground balls to me for over a half hour.  I was quite afraid of the ball and that coaching strategy only enhanced my fear.  Today, I realize he was making a valiant attempt to make a better ball player and person out of me by forcing me to face my fears.

Herman also often taught lessons that you did not know were lessons until well after the event.  I remember being short of money once and I asked Herman if I could charge a few Bismarcks.  To my surprise he said no!  He said he was sure that I did not “need” the Bismarcks but that I only “wanted” the Bismarcks.  He told me to be sure that if you “wanted” versus “needed” something, then you should save money for it.  Now that is advice to live by.  He later let me charge Bismarcks after I learned he had let my younger brother Rob charge a few – his heart was too big to do otherwise, but I did learn a valuable lesson.

Herman was like a father to many kids, especially kids like Marvin Kalk, Donald Malaterre, Clark Malaterre and many others who worked for him over the years.  I already told people about the heat stroke incident after playing basketball at Campbell’s.  There was another time when my instincts told me to go to Herman because he would know what to do.  Many of us kids were ice skating and I, somehow or another, stepped on Shelley Hagel’s hand with my ice skate.  Well, the blood started pumping immediately and I just knew she was going to die if I did not do something.  I grabbed her other hand and dragged her from the ice skating rink south of the old police station through the back door of Herman’s, blood following all along the way.  Herman grabbed a towel and wrapped Shelly’s hand and then calmly told me to drag her to the clinic.  He never said a word about why I felt the need to drag Shelley through his spotless working area.  I am happy to say that Shelley survived and she and I are friends to this day; however, I do not think Ray or Lois Hagel were too impressed with my heroics.

Many of us realize as we get older just how much of an influence people like Herman have had on our lives.  I think those of us who grew up in Dunseith in the 1970’s can thank our lucky stars for people like Herman  – I know I do.

Lyle, those of us from the 60’s have fond memories of Herman and the bakery too.  Every lunch period, I’d top off my school cafeteria meal with 3 glazed donuts at Herman’s bakery. They were three for a dime.  Herman would just let us put our money on the counter and help our selves.  Those were the best donuts ever.  Gary

Memories from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Thanks to Sharon Longie Dana for the quick reply! I wish I could
remember the girl’s name, but it’s gone. Thanks for trying to fill in
the gap! We spent lots of evenings skating and goofing around at the old
skating rink. George Aitcheson was the city employee who always flooded
the rink on the first really cold night–sometimes 20 degrees below! The
ice froze quickly and made a smooth rink. Mel and I were talking about
the homemade scraper that we had to use to clean the snow off the ice
after it snowed. We both remembered that it was about 4 feet wide and
had a two man handle. I used it because I wanted to—Mel said something
about a debt he owed to society, or something like that! I’m quite sure
Mel didn’t intend for me to put that on this blog, so I will!! Thanks Gary!

Dick

This Article should bring back a few memories.

Folks, I had seen this article before and remembered Vonnie Hiatt was in it, so I queried the system using her name to locate this article.  That is why her name and the Hiatt names are highlighted.

Rod; Vonnie left us way to early in life. I know that she was a big part of your actioneering business and that your family misses her dearly. She was a neighbor and very close friend of my Brother Darrel, his wife Debby and their children, Kristin & Nathan.  Your brother Earl was in our class of 65 too.  I knew him well and was extreemley shocked when I heard he was killed in that accident in the winter of 65/66 on #3 south of Rolette. Leland Stickland was with him.

Gary

Turtle Mountain Star – July 22, 1965
Mr. & Mrs. John Awalt Celebrate 40 years of Marriage
 

Happy Birthday Cecile Carbonneau Marchand (’51) Clearwater, FL.

Reply to pictures
From Trish Larson Clayburgh (73):   Portola Valley, CA

Yes Dick you guessed it,  and the details!  Except it was a 49.  You would have made a great detective.  The photo was taken the night of the prom, just before we got dressed to go.  Gotta love those pants right?

Uff Dah!!!

That was the coolest of all the cool cars my Dad restored while I was in high school.  It was a “fastback” and he furnished it with my grandfather’s horsehair blanket for warmth over the front bench seat.  The interior was soft, with a plush grey headliner.  It was my first car and I was madly in love with it, as you would have been Dick, although it really was a feminine car.  I learned to “set points” with my Dad on that car, and I know you know what that means ha ha.

I fondly remember that car, but I am sorry to admit to it’s tragic demise at my inexperienced hand.

It had a sleek push button automatic transmission on it’s perfect dashboard, and I am mortified to this day to tell you I ruined the engine because my Dad assumed I was smart enough to understand how it worked..  I drove it home to the port one night in low gear at high speed when I pushed the wrong button by beginner accident, not knowing why the engine was screaming at me.  It was never the same and I was so ashamed when my Dad explained what I had done.

There were other great cars I got to drive in high school, but of all of them, this was my favorite.  Even now, it’s hard to admit to my ignorance and the damage it caused. However painful, it was an excellent lesson for me.  From then on I was acutely aware of engine sounds and their possible meaning.

By the way, that’s my Dad Harvey Larson.  He wasn’t a “drinker” at all, but he found that bottle in front of that cabin in the woods and was “hamming it up” for the camera.  He had a funny sense of humor and was always joking around.  I still miss him though he’s been gone for 20 years now.

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Blog (273) posted on November 5, 2008

Folks, I still have class lists for the classes of 76 & 77 to post.  I will be posting those in the next day or two. Gary

Evelyn Pladson’s death notice/funeral provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

EVELYN PLADSON, 80, Dunseith, died Sunday in a Minot hospital. Funeral Wednesday, 2 p.m., Peace Lutheran Church, Dunseith. Visitation today, 1 to 7 p.m., and Wednesday, 9 a.m. to noon, in Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau.

Condolences to the Pladson family from Paula Fassett (71): 

Gary and all:

I was very sad to read that Evelyn Pladson has passed away.  Years ago, I worked with her at Hosmer’s Dry Goods (when Lawrence Struck was owner).  She was a very hardworking lady, but one who never complained about it.  I remember her as a very kind and cheerful lady – she had a laugh that would just make you laugh along!  She loved her boys and loved life.  I always figured between Evelyn and my great Aunt Helen Nelson, who also worked at Hosmer’s for MANY years, they probably knew everyone in the TurtleMountains – and more than likely were related to about 50% of them!!!

My condolences to her family.

Paula Fassett

Message from Ron Longie (65): 

Gary,

I just got back from Elk hunting, and started catching up on my back Emails I especially like your Email with Mr & Mrs Medrud. I remember as a kid spending a considerable amount of time at their house for they were our next door neighbors. The memories are to many to list good, good memories ..  Thanks

From Kenny Nerpel (65):

Gary,

Lyle Olson’s contributions trigger some more memories:

I have to agree with Lyle that the reasons he listed are pretty
much why a lot of people choose not to contribute.  Another
reason is the CRS issue brought up by Mel Kuhn.  Most people, I
think, just do not clearly remember “stuff” from that long ago
and if you happen to get it wrong you risk offending others.
We don’t want to do that, do we.

Being many years older than Lyle, I never really got to know him
in his high school years but I do remember him pretty well from
earlier days.  I remember that our families used to try to get
together back then at our Grandparent’s home on Thanksgiving Day.
Later when everyone became more scattered we would get together
at our Uncle Larry Metcalfe’s home in Devils Lake and later
Carrington.  When I was about 13 and Lyle was about 3 we were
sitting around our Grandparent’s living room, probably on
Thanksgiving Day, watching their black and white TV and a
Folger’s Coffee commercial came on.  Maybe a lot of you will
remember the one about a cup and a half of flavor being in each
cup of coffee.  Well anyway they would start pouring the coffee
and it would continue to fill the cup well past the top.  Lyle’s
eyes got big and he looked at me and said “they can’t fool me,
that’s ‘wubber’.”

In 1972 when I was enrolled in college at NDSU, the Dunseith High
School basketball team made it into the State Tournament.  I
remember that they were huge favorites in the first round against
I think it was Berthhold.  I was sitting in a Tavern in Fargo
with some friends and I would go out to my car about every 15
minutes to check on the score.  After doing this a number of
times I found that I was about 3 beers behind and decided that
being it was the third Quarter and they were still up by 15
points that I would just check the paper the next day to get the
score and see how Don had done and if they won by enough that
maybe Lyle might have gotten into the game.  Imagine my surprise
when i saw the score the next day.  A classic example of the
“choke” or maybe just overdoing the prevent defense?

I think it is tough to compare teams of different years because
circumstances vary.  Another team that I remember well was the
team of 1987 that also qualified for the state tournament.  I
remember them so well because I was following the Starkweather
team that
year that also made it to state and they met Dunseith in the
losers bracket. It went much like i thought it would.  Men
against boys.  I had seen the Dunseith team earlier that year
against Belcourt, who that year was a real good class A team and
Dunseith handled them with ease.  But they also choked in the
state tournament’s first round losing to Leeds, a team that
Starkweather had handled quite easily during the regular season.
The Starkweather team that year had 4 of their starters from
the little community of Webster and I knew all of them quite well.

Dunseith’s class of 1965 team did quite well under the
circumstances.  We had a number of kids who probably would have
been starters who decided not to play, I guess partly because
they chose to concentrate on academics instead.  We ended up
winning about 10 games with players who might not have started
and a couple of younger kids who weren’t quite ready to play
against seniors.  I remember one of them, Alan Houle, was
probably one of the finest pure shooters that ever played at
Dunseith High School.  Anything over the half line was considered
a good shot for Alan.  What a field day he would have had in the
era of the 3-pointer.

Kenny

Reply from Bev Morinville Azure (72): 

Gary,
Almo Pladson was my classmate  and  a  very good friend , I am  sorry to hear about his mom  I wrote him a  personal  e mail.  But   has  anyone heard  when the  funeral will be.  thanks   gary for all u do  Bev
  GOD  BLESS YOU …………BEV

Reply from Bev Morinville Azure (72): 

Thank you Cecile uncle alpie lived  with us when  he returned  from Colorado. I took  care of him  till he had a  stroke and then he wanted to  go to the  nursing  home. He  said I had enough   with  my dad and Shonda.  He  was  always   so kind  to me  everyday when  Shonda and I walked to the  mail we would go  and visit  great  uncle  Alpie, Shonda  got very  close to him .  Uncle Art  was my  godfather and  was a  very  quiet man and a  very kind man also.  Thank  for   sending  this  picture  to  me  I will also cherish   it.  Bev

Message/Picture from Orissa Horsman Dion (41): 

Pictures from Allen Richard (65):

I’m enclosing a few pictures of relative I had the chance to connect with.

Me with cousins Laurel Ann and Beverly, Daughters of Art and Irene Richard Lagasse.

(Irene was Dad’s older sister–and sister of Stella Schimetz)  (Art Lagasse was the

older brother of Xenon Lagasse who is the late husband of Fern Berube, Angela’s mother.)

And of course Greg and Angela Malget–We had a wonderful dinner at the Mall of America Sunday night on my way home.  If you play it right you can get a 4-5 hour layoverinMinneapolis — time enough to visit the Mall for shopping and especially for connecting with loved ones.

(I really did attend the conference—REALLY I did!  )

Picture provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Reply from Edith Struck Lampman (73): 

Edith, With your parents purchase of  Hosmer’s, in the mid 60’s, your family and parents were well known in the Dunseith community. Having known your mother and your family, I know a lot of folks will be interested to see this picture of your Grandmother.  Gary

Hi Gary,

The picture that you posted was our mom, Eva’s mother. Her name was Elma Adnette Knudsen born November 8, 1890.  She married our grandfather, mom’s dad, Archibald Edward McNair.  They lived on the southern plains of Saskatchewan.

Mom took the original picture of her mother to Wondrasek’s to have copies made.  I have one with the date of 1974 stamped on it with Wondrasek’s name and address.

thanks Gary for knitting a small community together with memories and history that is a part of all of us.  I don’t always get each day’s entry read, but I revel in the chance each time I do.

Also, I have responded to individuals as they post, which has been fun to reconnect that way.  You are a hero in my book!

Edith Struck Lampman

Elam Adnette Knudsen McNair – Eva Strucks Mother.

Folks,

With kind of a busy schedule I was unable get a blog posted the last four days.

Our Cebu Expat monthly dinner group has grown tremendously in the past few months. With a maximum capacity of a hundred at the Marco Polo, we had to schedule 3 dinners for Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week. We had nearly a hundred folks for Monday and Tuesday’s dinners and 25 for Wednesday. Coordinating and attending these dinners kind of kept me busy. With the popularity of the Marco Polo, our dinners are well attended there.

Bernadette has not been well either. She was only able to attend Monday’s dinner at the Marco Polo and she was dragging too. She has not snapped out of it yet either. We are so fortunate to have the help of her 3 nieces.  

Gary

Replies to Class of 73 unidentified picture
Provided by Trish Larson Claybough (’73):  Portola Valley, CA

Reply to class of 73 picture
From Dick Johnson (‘’68):  Dunseith, ND

Gary and Friends,

      The picture of the gal with the scarf leaning on the ’50 Chevy also looks like Trish Larson to me.  It was taken on the driveway in front of Campbell’s garage and the slope roof building in the distance is Mellmer’s garage.  My guess is that is was the day after the prom–big hairdo makes me think so.  I sure would like to know where the car went? 

Dick

Unidentified picture posted yesterday

Class of ‘73
Anyone recognize this guy or the building?

Joke of the day
Posted by Trish Larson (’73):  Portola Valley, CA

One dark night outside a small town in Minnesota, a fire started inside the local chemical plant and in a blink of an eye it exploded into massive flames. The alarm went out to all the               fire departments for miles around.
When the volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the chemical company president rushed to the fire chief and said, “All our secret formulas are in the vault in the center of the plant. They must be saved. I will give $50,000 to the fire department that brings them out intact.”
But the roaring flames held the firefighters off.
Soon more fire departments had to be called in as the situation became desperate. As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer was now $100,000 to the fire department who could bring out the company’s secret files.
From the distance, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the nearby Norwegian rural township volunteer fire company composed mainly of Norwegians over the age of 65. To everyone’s amazement, that little run-down fire engine roared right past all the newer sleek engines that were parked outside the plant.
Without even slowing down it drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched as the Norwegian old timers jumped off right in the middle of the fire fought it back on all sides. It was a performance and effort never seen before.
Within a short time, the Norske old timers had extinguished the fire and had saved the secret formulas. The grateful chemical company president announced that for such a superhuman feat he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to personally thank each of the brave fire fighters.
The local TV news reporter rushed in to capture the event on film, asking their chief, “What are you going to do with all that money?”
“Vell,” said Ole Larsen, the 70-year-old fire chief, “Da first thing ve gonna do is fix da brakes on dat truck!

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Blog (272) posted on November 4, 2008

From Vickie Metcalfe (70): 

EVELYN PLADSON, 80, Dunseith, died Sunday in a Minot hospital. (Nero Funeral Home, Bottineau)

Gary,

Several teachers  including  LeaRae (Parrill) Espe and myself went
to Minot yesterday to see Letaine Brandt who had  heart attacks again
on Saturday remains in very critical  condition.

While in the intensive care waiting room we also visited the Pladson
and Landsverk families.  Evelyn (Landsverk) Pladson passed away
surrounded by family on Sunday.
Evelyn is the mom of Alan, Wally, and Almo, who all attended Dunseith School.
I am certain  many folks have fond remembrances of Evelyn as a
quiet, kind, hardworking lady.
Vickie
—
Vickie L. Metcalfe

Vickie, Almo is on our Distribution list. 

Almo, Our condolences are with you and your family with the loss of your mother.  It’s tough loosing a parent. We will post her Obituary when it is published.  Gary

Reply from Bob Lykins (Teacher):

That’s very funny, Margaret.  Yes, Gary, I do remember, very well, those days of teaching typing at Dunseith HS.  Ah, the sound of those bells ringing the end of the line and returning carriages.  It is true what you say about spell check.  I also remember tearing apart one of the old manuals to see how they worked.  The repair man only came around once or twice a year and the students needed to have their machines repaired now and not later.  So I went out and bought small screw drivers and sharp-nose plyers.  Along with key chains, itty-bitty screws, rubber bands, and light-weight sewing machine oil I managed to keep most of the machines up and running.   I remember we had this old Underwood that had to have been manufactured in the 1930s.  It had no casing and was open all the way around.  It was the best machine we had for durability but was hard to type on because the key pressure could not be adjusted.  I believe one of the Cassavant boys had that machine.  I wonder if he still has fat fingers from pounding on that thing every day.

Bob

Additional comments from Mr. Lykins:

Gary,

I read with great interest your comments on All Saints Day in the PI.  It brought back memories of when I was TDY to Subic Bay during that time of the year.  In the evening we took a boat out into the Bay just off the main Olongapo/Subic City cemetary.  The cemetery stretched from the highway alongside the bay up the side of a large hill.  That night the people flocked to the cemetary and the only light one could see from the bay were the thousands of candles dotting the hillside.  It was very spectacular.  We docked the boat and went up into the cemetery.  It was all very festive with bands playing and roaming vendors selling all kinds of food and wares.  I stopped to chat with more than one interesting family group.  The families had gathered around their family burial plots which were, more often than not, marked by a large stone grave marker or alter with the family name on it.  Everyone in a family of about 30 or so people, including the little ones, wore ball caps with the name of their dead ancestor stitched on the front.  As I recall it was not a name one would normally associate with a family from the Philippines but rather a good Irish name like O’Neill. So I asked one of the older people about it.  It seems an American sailor, not long after the Subic Bay Naval Station had been established, decided to stay and start his own family there.  O’Neills now number well into the thousands in the PI.  As I meandered through the cemetery I noticed more than a few “foreign” names on the grave stones.  They were and are a lasting testament to the American presence in that part of the world.  When I left the Pacific area in 1979 for Germany we had over 9,000 American military and civilian retirees who were living around Clark Air Base.  I don’t know how many retirees there were around Subic and other installations but I am sure it was/is well into the thousands.  No doubt that has fallen of f since our closing of the bases in the PI.  It is a beautiful country and an American can live like a king on a small pension.  I must confess that the thought of retiring there did cross my mind more than once.

Take care and my best to Bernadette.

Bob Lykins

Mr. Lykins, What you said about the cemeteries is so true.  We live in Cebu, located about 400 miles south of Manila and Subic Bay. The cost of living here is somewhat less than back in the states, but overall with the extra’s that we have and living to American standard’s, it averages out about the same. The average Filipino family lives very sub to our standards. A family of 5 can live comfortably, in their society, on less than $200 per month. Bernadette and I have gotten spoiled with the very inexpensive domestic help.  Several months ago we took a few of the local children down to McDonald’s. We ordered happy meal chicken nuggets for all of them.  The one little by would not eat any of his food, including the fries, because this food was new to him and he did not like it. He wanted his dried fish and rice.  For price comparison, a McDonald’s quarter Pound deal, with cheese, costs $2.50. Ice cream sundae’s cost $.60.

Rod Hiatt’s (69) Reply to Gary:
Please see my question to Rod below.  Gary

Hello Gary
The email address is right and the year is 73 for Little Chip
Rick and Chip are married to Fairweather sisters. There Dad, Renolds, is
from North of Souris, but while in the service he married a gal from
Georgia and thats where the kids were raised until probably into junior
high, when they moved up here and he worked for the elevator.
I have my coffee every morning enjoying the stories and memories of
everyone around Dunseith. You made my Mom’s day when you called her a
while back. Thanks and keep up all the good work.
Rod

Rod, I too enjoyed visiting with your mother, Vida. I have known her my entire life and your dad too. I had a really nice visit with your folks, at the bowling alley, in Bottineau, the summer before your dad, Howard, passed on. They are great folks.  Gary

Gary Stokes wrote:

Rod,

I have a Mike Johnson listed in the class of 63 and one in the class
of 73 each with the same email address
Which one is correct?  I’m thinking the one I have listed for 73 is
correct. I only have an email address for both listings with  no
mailing address or phone.

What is Rick and Mike’s wife’s maiden name?  Are they from the
Rolette/Bottineau county areas?

Sounds like you guys had a whirl wind of a trip, but fun.

I’ll post this tomorrow.  Thanks for sharing.

Gary

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

Reading the stories from Marshall Awalt and others about traveling
through blizzards, reminded me of a similar story Dad told me. He said
the boys basketball team was riding with Glen Shelver and others on the
way to Bisbee or Cando for a game, when they came upon a Model A Ford
that had gone off the road into the ditch full of snow. Glen had the
boys push the light car back up on the road as no one was around. Dad
said they had only gone on a short distance when they met a team of
horses and a sleigh with the owner of the car riding with the farmer.
Glen Shelver laughed out loud, when they went met the team, and said, “I
wonder how that poor guy is going to explain to the farmer why his car
is sitting on the road and not in the ditch”? Thanks Gary!

Dick

From Cecile Gouin Craig (61): 

As November 11, will be here soon, thought this maybe of interest to the
Dunseith folks. Wilmer Dion was Floyd and Derald’s Father All five of these
brave men were uncles to the Morinvilles, my Mother Jean, brother Morris,
and my self. Father and four uncles to Floyd and Derald. Joe Morinville’s
Mother Eva Dion, Morrinville, Peat and my Grandmother Rena Dion, Daoust were
sisters this pictures is of their brothers.
As always thanks Gary for all you do. Cecile

Picture provided by LaRose Ketterling (46):

    Happy Birthday Diane Millang Volk (’77): Sherwood, ND      

Happy birthday Wendy Strietzel: Sawyer, ND      

 Happy Birthday Julie Knox Seier (’82): Minot, ND  

Replies to Class of 73 unidentified picture Provided by Trish Larson Claybough (’73):   Portola Valley, CA

Reply to class of 73 picture From Dick Johnson (‘’68):  Dunseith, ND Gary and Friends, The young man just coming through the line at the prom is Johnny Allery and it would appear he will be the next one to hold hands with his date who I would have to assume is Marlys Medlang. Dick

Reply to class of 73 picture From Florence Pladson Sime (’62):   Deering, ND That looks like Dorothy Eurich and Kathy Campbell

Reply to class of 73 picture From David Slyter (’70):  Sabin, MN. Gary : John Allery and Rod Medrud in the background. Girl could be Marlys Medlang   All at the prom.   Dave Slyter (70)

Reply to class of 73 picture From Dewy Morinville (’72):  Dunseith, ND John Allery and Marlys Medlang Unidentified picture posted yesterday

Class of ‘73 Anyone recognize these folks?

Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND   Gary and friends, Mary was a student at Dunseith High my Sophomore /Junior year. She was an older than the average high school student with young school age children at home. She certainly kept the rest of us “teenagers” on our toes and in line as students! Mary was quite determined and serious to complete her goals: graduate from  an accredited high school  and go on  to college. She did! I believe she obtained a nursing degree. One summer  in the late ’70’s when my father was still living, Mary arrived unannounced one weekday afternoon. She said, she was concerned about him. She wished to dress a diabetic ulcer on his foot. She shared her knowledge and skills, then had a good coffee visit with  Mom&Dad. The last time, I saw Mary was  one warm summer Sunday morning at the Family Bakery. She and her husband often ate “dinner”  after attending their church services here in Bottineau. Mary enjoyed pencil sketching animals on napkins while waiting and talking. She would then share her art with others in the cafe. Mary quite proudly shared her cousins successes, fond remembrances of her parents, Axel&Bernece (Kelly) Johnson and her siblings I extend  sympathies to her family. Sincerely, Vickie Metcalfe \
US Veterans Return to Iwo Jima for 70th Anniversary Posting from Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND  One of Dad’s responsibilities as a a boson mate ferried  soldiers into fight onto island Japanese strongholds. Days later, after battle he  picked up and carried the bodies out of the ocean. Dad watched the flag raising at Iwo Jima. Not once but twice., he watched  the original. Then,  the re enactment. He loved  to hear Kate Smith’s,  “God Bless AMerica

http://abcnews.go.com/International/wireStory/us-veterans-return-iwo-jima-70th-anniversary-29803710?page=2

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND  

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Blog (271) posted on November 3, 2008

From Marshall Awalt (51):

Lois yes I remember that crazy incident well when the geese chased us that night.It was a long walk and if memoir serves me right it was very late when we did get back to Dunseith.In those days I don’t think there was much planning ahead everything seemed spur of the moment some one came up with an idea and away we went.Life seemed so care free and everything so much fun.The car I had at the time was a 1932 Cheverlot coup with a rumble seat plus a spare tire in each front fender (which some nights we used both before getting home).We used to pack four people up front and lord only knows how many squeezed in the back.Most nights we just drove up to the San Haven where the road was a y in those days turned around then kicked it out of gear on the way down the hill to see if we could coast all the way down main street.Other times it was swing through the San Haven and down lovers lane to see who was there. After reading your story I went looking for a picture of that old car but can’t find one.I was wondering if you might have one?I know we used that car in our freshman initiation. Traveling to basketball games back in those days was an adventure as the weather in North Dakota could be bad and there was a caravan of cars to carry all the players and cheer leaders plus the fans.I don’t remember them ever canceling a game because of weather. one year during the tournament we had to stay in Rolette over night as a blizzard came up.No school buses in those just the good people like Glen Shelver. Thanks for the memoirs Marshall

Message from Rosemary (Wayne) Smith: Folks, this message leads into the one that follows.

From Dick Johnson (68):  Gary and Friends, I’m sure most readers can remember the city skating rink on the south side of the old police station. We had a warming room on the south side of the fire hall with a plank floor and benches where we could put on our skates. I remember it was heated by a small propane heater and was fairly warm, especially compared to the below zero temps outside. A couple days back, we had a picture of the Bill Longie family posted on this site. One memory I have of the skating rink also includes a girl who was a Longie or a relative of the Longies. We were all skating one evening when she lost her balance near the ‘chain link’ fence that surrounded the rink. She reached for the pipe at the top of the fence just as she fell and missed the pipe but stuck the heavy wire fence top deep into her inner wrist! I remember her hanging there and screaming for help. We helped her up off the wire and got her shoes on so she could go home. It was a nasty injury and needed attention. I  wondered if this could have been the girl now identified as ‘Patty’ in the Longie photo? Ron Longie or Sharon Longie Dana, can you shed light on this one. The girl was about 15 when this happened in the 63-64 time frame. If I remember correctly, she was in Dunseith visiting family at Christmas. Thanks Gary! Dick From Dean Stickland (73): Hi Gary, I sure do appreciate your sustained efforts in providing this wonderful service to all of us.  I keep pretty quiet but enjoy the daily email. There is one small correction I’d like you to make on the class list of ’73.  You have me listed as Stickland Dean/Roberta – my wife’s name is actually Marion.  I believe Deane Striker’s wife is Roberta, so you can just move her up the list a line. Deane and I are cousins – his paternal grandfather (Doug’s dad) was Ermin Striker – a brother to my dad’s mother, May Striker Stickland (later Hughes).  Deane is one day older than I and neither of our mothers knew the other was in the hospital at the same time giving us similar names. We went through 12 grades of school together, fished and hunted together and in later years have shared a few phone calls around birthday time. Like others, I enjoy reading stories of so many folks from the Dunseith area.  I suppose many of us could fill a book with short stories of our growing up years there.  There’s so many fond memories, like days with Dad on the mail route, summer days down at the “crick”, working at the Red Owl store, hunting, fishing, snowmobiling all over the hills . . . the list would get quite long. Thanks to those who have a clear recollection of our younger days and are able and willing to share them with the rest of us. Dean Stickland ’73   From Rod Hiatt (69):  Good day Gary When I seen Dicks story about Little Chip, I had to tell you about our trip last week. Rick(my younger brother) and his wife and I left here with a load of colts heading for Tuscon on Thursday morning. We went to the edge of Denver and met up with Little Chip(Mike Johnson) and traded Ricks wife for him(Chip and Ricks wives are sisters) and headed south for Tuscon. Chip had already been up for about 20 hours but was completely wired for this trip. We drove all through the night, one guy sleeping and one guy was suppose to stay awake and keep the driver company.  Chip was looking like a bobble head doll with a broken recorder that worked part time, when his head would bang against the window he would wake up talking and seconds later he was back to the bobble head again. When daylight came it was Chips turn to drive and pulling 32 feet of trailer with livestock was something Chip hadn’t done much of the last 20 years as a Denver City Boy. If this were a test, the starting slow and stopping easy would have been failures, but the in between part was passing.(He still knows how to cuss out drivers who don’t drive to his liking)  He was Ricks extra eyes when the directions that were given were wrong(some people blamed me for that) and getting that big rig turned around in private drives, or doing a U-e on a busy Tuscon 4 lane road. We finally found our destination and unloaded half the colts there, rested 2 hours and headed to Las Vegas with the remainder. Just north of Tuscon it was Chips turn to drive again and Rick was sleeping, so there for it was my turn as co pilot and map reader. I am almost positive that I told Chip left, but anyway it was nice touring that little town before we found somewhere to turn around and go Northeast instead of Southwest. We made it to the west edge of Vegas at 2 a.m. unloaded, ate and slept until 6 before we headed back to Denver. Chip did remind us that a breakfast Burrito in New Mexico and 2 a.m. supper in Vegas just wasn’t exactly what he would consider a well balance diet. We thought that he was just a cheap date. As we got into the heavy Denver traffic that night, again Chip was the direction man and just about the time we were coming to a split, he falls to sleep and Rick goes left instead of right.  Well he finally got us steered the right direction and we did get 8 good hours of sleep at his house. The next morning Rick, his wife Susan and I headed back to Bottineau and with only 1 minor mistake, I’m sure that the atlas I was reading had mistakes, as the highway we were on was not suppose to take us to the main terminal of Denver International. People sure stared as we came zinging through with 32 feet of trailer. Sometimes wished I didn’t have Hiatt Farms plastered on the trailer. Anyway we traveled 4050 miles, went through 9 states, did it 4 days and Chip called and wanted to know when the next run would be. He either is lacking company from back home or he banged his head on the window harder than we thought. One thing was sure, having him on this trip was a real blast as he hasn’t changed a bit from when he left here over 20 years ago and I don’t know if we could have done it without him. So if you go through Denver you need to give Chip a call, and he will show you small town hospitality in the big city. Rod, I found a Dunseith article in one of the 1965 “Turtle Mountain Star” achieves, on line, that will be of interest to many.  In that article you are listed several or more times as Roddy.  I did not realize that you went by Roddy back then. In this article you played the part of the father and your sister Vonnie the part of a bride in a skit you guys put on.  Does that ring any bells or bring back any memories to you or anyone else? You and Vonnie also played a duet. I will be posting that article in a few days.  Gary Provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  ALLEN MORIN, 54, Dunseith, died Oct. 30 in his home. Funeral Thursday, 10 a.m., St. Benedict’s Catholic Church, Belcourt. Visitation Wednesday, 6 p.m., with a rosary service at 8 p.m., both in the church. (Elick Funeral Home, Rolla) RAYMOND POITRA, 70, St. John, died Tuesday in a St. Paul, Minn., hospital. Funeral Monday, 10 a.m., St. Ann’s Catholic Church, Belcourt. Visitation Sunday, 6 p.m., with a rosary service at 8 p.m., both in the church. (Elick Funeral Home, Rolla)

Picture provided byLaRose Ketterling (46):                                      Dunseith High School Class of 1975

Condolences to Lois Lilleby Fielding (’51)  and her family on the passing of Leonard Fielding

From Glen Williams (’52):  Missoula, MT.

Class of 63 pictures
Provided by Trish Larson Claybough (’73):  Portola Valley, CA 

Folks,

Trish sent me a lot of pictures. I will be posing an new one each day.

Trish’s message.
Ha ha Gary. Going through some old photos. Let’s have people guess? It’s Cathy Campbell and I serving punch at the prom in 1969 I think…

Reply to Picture
From Dewy Morinville (’72): Dunseith, ND
Cathy campbell on left n trish Larson

Reply to Picture
From Cheryl Larson Dakin (’71): Bedford, TX
In the photo marked 1973 the girl on the left is Cathy Campbell
Cheryl Larson Dakin

Reply to Picture
From Ivy Eller Robert (’74):  Bottineau, ND
Hi Gary,
I believe the two people in the picture of the class of 73 are Cathy Campbell & Trish Larson.
Ivy (Eller) Robert (’74)

Reply to Picture
From Bonnie Awalt Houle (’56):   Decker, MN
The two Gals in the picture.  The Woman on  the right is Gayl Bedard Lamoureux .  Gayl is the one wearing glasses.
(Bonnie Awalt Houle 56)

Reply to Picture
From David Schimetz (’79):   Mandan, ND
Class of 73. I believe the gal to the left is Cathy Campbell but not sure exactly the gal to the right but it’s kind of blurry but that maybe Trish Larson.

Reply to Picture
From Marlys Hiatt (’71):  Dunseith, ND
I believe the young lady on the left is Kathy Campbell.  I recognize the other young lady but can’t say her name.
Marlys Hiatt

Reply to Picture
From Sharon Longie Dana (’73)  Missoula, MT
picture is Cathy Campbell and Trish Larson

Reply to Picture
From Marvil Hill Thompson Bottineau, ND
Class of 73 one of the young ladies would be Cathy Campbell

Class of ‘73
Anyone recognize these folks?

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

JOSEPH WILLIAM BOGUSLAWSKI

(April 8, 1944 – March 15, 2015)

Joseph William Boguslawski, age 70 of Dunseith, died on Sunday, March 15, 2015 in a Grand Forks hospital. Funeral services will be held at 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, March 21 in the Nero Funeral Home chapel in Bottineau. Burial will be in the Rendahl Cemetery of rural Dunseith. Visitation will be held from 10:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. with a prayer service at 7:00 p.m. on Friday at the funeral home.

Joseph William Boguslawski, the son of Joseph & Charlotte (Allard) Boguslawski, was born April 8, 1944 in the Bottineau Hospital. He was raised on the family farm near Butte St. Paul. Joe married June Boppre on November 16, 1963 at Dunseith. They had 3 children – Kim, Todd & Kay. Joe was a lineman for North Central Electric for 10 years and farmed all of his life. He was a very talented man and could repair and build almost anything. He enjoyed working in his shop and restoring old tractors. In recent years he also worked for Pinkys Aggregates in Rolette. June passed away on December 14, 2006. Joe has continued to make Dunseith his home.

He loved to hunt, fish, watch high school basketball, spend time with his grandson, Taylor, and visit family and friends. He also enjoyed supplying gravel to many people in the area. He was always proud of his annual corn crop and supplied many friends with fresh corn on the cob. He spent many hours in the winter feeding and watching deer in front of his house and working in the shop.

Joe passed away March 15, 2015 at Altru Hospital in Grand Forks after a short battle with cancer.

He is survived by his children Kim Boguslawski of Dunseith, Todd Boguslawski of Minot, and Kay (Tim) Jacobson of Grand Forks and grandson Taylor Parisien of Grand Forks. Sisters Janet (Gordon) Erbstoesser of Bismarck, Helen Boguslawski & Pat Gottbreht both of Dunseith, sisters-in-law, Donna (Walt) Weaver of Tolley, ND and Ann Perry of Dunseith; mother-in-law, Eloise Boppre of Bottineau; as well as several nieces and nephews and special friend Paulette Pollard.

He was preceded in death by his wife, June of 43 years, his parents, father in law Donald Boppre, brother in law Mark Perry and nieces Darcy Weaver & Eloyce Perry

Luann Butch Oustad
Request from Sybil Johnson: Minot, ND

Gary, could you please add LuAnn Burtch to the blog. For those who remember Harlan and Marlan Oustad, LuAnn is their oldest daughter and still lives in Sawyer, ND. I was talking to her the other day, about Mary Lou (Augie’s sister), who is now in the hospital in Bismarck in bad condition.

Here is her email address:

Thanks,
Sybil

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Blog (270) posted on November 2, 2008

Reply from Orissa Horsman Dion (41): 

Hi Gary

Thank you so much for the pictures. I had never seen it before.what you are doing is so interesting. I don’t know the other lady. Wonder if you can send some of the stuff from my class?? The things you are working on now is too new, don’t know any of them.

I hope you can read this, I don’t type and my vision is very poor.   A couple days ago I had a phone call from Blanche Wicks, she got my number from your information. That was fun, we used to pal around in 4th grade. Thank you again, will be looking for more.

Orissa

Folks, Orissa is replying to the picture that Susan Fassett Martin provided of Orissa, when she was a baby, with her mother, in message (267).  Orissa is married to Charles Dion (39), brother to Floyd.  They have dial up service and have requested to only receive selected blogs because of their slow connection.  I know they’d love to hear from you folks though, so feel free to send them messages.  Gary

From Ardys Bakken Horner (Teacher): 

Greetings to the class of l973, you all survived 8th grade English from a very green teacher.
I really enjoyed having you in class and nice to know so many of you have had sucessful careers.
My favorite memories were of those competitive HS Basketball games and going to the state BB tournament
in Minot when  Larry Haugen was coach.  Ardys Bakken Horner

From Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (65): 

Hi Gary

As a Business teacher I thought this was way funny (please see Attachment).  Those of you
who learned keyboarding on the old Royal typewriters might enjoy this as
well.  I will never forget my brother, Gary, hauling that heavy typewriter
home on the bus so he could practice his typing skills.  My old typewriter
was sitting on a table for display and one curious student asked, “how do
you plug this in?”  They don’t remember life before computers.

On the lighter side,
Margaret
Margaret, How well I remember those old manual typewriters. That’s what a whole bunch of us learned to type on and for many of us, in Mr. Lykins class.  I think the modern day keyboarding and computers have allowed a few of us to become a little sloppy with our typing knowing we can easily correct mistakes by back spacing and with spell check.

Mr. Lykins, does this bring back memories?  Gary

Message/Picture from LaRose Ketterling (46): 

Gary

Now we have 2 mystery girls.

The girl who is not Lois Hiatt is not Dorothy Hiatt.  Dorothy was in my class and is on the 1945-46 picture. Someone must know who those 2 girls are.

It is interesting to note that the girls are wearing either dresses or shirts- Slacks/jeans/pants for school was not the trend.

LaRose
                       Dunseith High School Class of 1974

   Happy Birthday Bev Azure LaValley (’67): Dunseith, ND

Gratitude of thanks
From Toni Morinville Gredesky (’68): Farimount, ND

Gary,

I just wanted to share my overwhelming gratitude to have close, childhood friends at my husband, Jerry’s funeral. I was blown over to see Dick and Brenda Johnson walk in the door. I only wished I could have visited with them a bit more. Of course, my close friends, Randi Mongeon, Paulette LaCroix, and Brenda Hoffman were there.We are always in touch and even though we are spread around the country, we make a point of getting together at least once a year. I see Randi more often since she lives in Chaska, MN. My daughter, Allison is also in the Cities, so I travel to see both of them as often as I can. It was so good having my brother, Dewey with us as well.

How blessed I am to have such wonderful friends and family.

My heart overflows.

Toni Morinville Gredesky

Elma Severson, From Bottineau, Visiting us here in Cebu.

We truly enjoyed Elma’s visit yesterday.  She has crammed a lot into the 3 days that she is here in Cebu. Tomorrow, with Art and Rose, she is leaving for Manila.  Elma is from the Philippines and spent part of her childhood days living here in Cebu too.

Elma has a beautiful home, across the road to the north from the fairgrounds, in Bottineau. Elma is a teacher at the college in Bottineau.

Lois Lilleby Fielding (’51) lost her husband
Posting from her daughter Kirsten Ness.   Prescott, AZ

Just wanted to let you know that Lois (nee Lilleby) lost her husband, Leonard Thomas Fielding on March 10, 2015.

Kirsten Ness, daughter

Gary’s comments
So so sad to hear this news. I know he was a good kind generous man too. I believe he was a retired physician.

Lois, our condolences are with you with Leonard’s passing. We have never met in person, but with our email correspondence and you and Leonard’s support for the needy here in the Philippines, you are wonderful warm compassionate care giving folks. This world needs more folks like you.

Gary

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Joseph W. Boguslawski
(April 8, 1944 – March 15, 2015)

Send Flowers Send Sympathy Card
Guest Book | Sign Guest Book

Class of ‘73
Anyone recognize these two gals?

Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Gary,

A couple of comments on today’s newsletter.

I don’t recall if I thanked Dick for the tribute to Dad when it was originally posted October 31, 2008, so I’m saying thanks now.  I copied/pasted it into an email and sent it to his grandchildren/great grandchildren.

As so many other’s comment, thanks for all you do, Gary!

Neola

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Blog (269) posted on November 1, 2008

Don’t forget to set your clocks back tonight (Sunday 2:00 AM)

Folks,  I remember as a kid going to Lake Metigoshe on the 4th of July.  There were lots and lots of people with picnic lunches just enjoying the day with fun and games.  Well the same kind of thing happens here in the Philippines on “All Saints Day” and “All Souls Day” (Nov. 1 & 2), only in the cemeteries.  Today the cemeteries are packed with folks visiting there relatives that have passed on.  Each cemetery looks like the Bottineau fair grounds during fair time with all the people and activity.  People have their tent covers set up with lots of food, drinks, games and music. Many will spend the night there.  We set up 2 tent covers over Bernadette’s fathers grave yesterday. She and her help are currently preparing food that we will be taking to the cemetery in a few hours. Some of her relatives will spend the night there tonight as well.  These folks take the spirits of the dead seriously.  90% of the population here are Catholic.  Gary

Message from Allen Richard (65): 

Sister Albert passed away a little while back.  Lots of us Catholics had her in first grade.

Am in Seattle– will send pix of Aunt Louise Pigeon Horsman and family.  Also hooking up with Angela Berube Malget on Sunday in Minneapolis– If you play it right you can get a nearly 5 hour lay over there –time to hook up with folks

Later

aLLEN rICHARD

Allen, Enjoy your trip in the Puget Sound area. Please send pictures of your Aunt Louise and of Angela too.  Gary

From from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

In the summer of 1968, after graduating from DHS, I got a job working at
Dunseith Sand and Gravel. This was a summer job and I was the scale man,
weighing trucks. They also gave me odd jobs like painting equipment,
hauling junk, doing bookwork, all the stuff no one else wanted to do. It
was a job. One day Mike ‘Little Chip’ Johnson and Curt Berg rode their
bikes out to the pit and asked if there were any beer cans they could
have, to sell for aluminum? I showed them where Alex Forbes, the forman,
threw his cans over the bank and told them to have at it. The first day
they each filled a grain sack. The second day they each had two sacks. A
few days later they were jumping up and down so I went over to see what
they were doing. They were all red faced from smashing cans and I asked
what the heck they were doing? Curt said, “If we don’t smash these cans,
we’re NEVER going to get done”. They had been hauling cans for several
days but hardly made a dent in Alex Forbe’s pile of Hamm’s cans. I
looked over the bank and there were still cans several feet deep. I
wonder if Hamm’s had to layoff people when old Alex quit drinking?!?

Dick

Reply from Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

The person identified as Lois Hiatt isn’t Lois. She graduated in 56 and
this picture is about 43 or 44 as Thelma Hagen Johnson is in the group
and she graduated in 44. I don’t know who the two girls are, but Lois
would only have been in the first grade at the time. LaRose, thank you
very much for sending the pictures and please post some of the stories
you have about your class and friends. When we visited at the reunions,
you told a few and I would sure like to here more about the events of
the class of 46 which included you and both my parents. I still have the
Christmas stocking you made for me when I was just a toddler! Thanks to
LaRose and Gary!

Dick

Folks,  I’m wondering if that could be Dorothy Hiatt Swanson instead of Lois Hiatt.  Dorothy graduated in 1946.  Gary

Picture provided by LaRose Ketterling (46):
Can anyone identify the (Mystery) person in the middle row?

                                   Dunseith High School Class of 1973

    Happy Birthday Doreen Bailey: Tempe, AZ

   Happy Birthday Rene Casavant (’65): Mesa, AZ

Wrong car Scenario
Story posted by Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND 

Gary and Friends,

This wrong car scenario is probably way more common than we may think.  Years ago,  my grandmother went shopping in Minot with her good friend Esther Evenson from Dunseith.  They were diagonally parked on Main Street in Minot and walked up and down the stores checking things out.  When they returned to the car,  Esther couldn’t get her key to open the door.  She hadn’t locked the car since she had it and thought maybe the lock didn’t work. Eventually,  the went into a store and the people there called the cops to come uptown and open her door.  As the cop was using a ‘slim jim’ to try to unlock the door,  a guy walked up and asked what was going on?  The cop got a funny look on his face and the fellow put his key in the door and opened it.  About a block away sat Esther’s car. She felt terrible but everyone else had a good laugh.

As those who know me know,  I drive all kinds and colors of vehicles that come through my hands as I buy and sell.  Once just a few years ago,  I was in the WalMart parking lot in Minot and was driving a white Chevy Cavalier four door.  I came out with my stuff and jumped in and noticed someone had left a short stack of papers on the passenger seat.

I wondered who left these papers by mistake or if they were for me.  I do lots of business with lots of guys in the Minot area both with old cars and music so that was my first thought–someone knew my car and just left the stuff for me.  I picked up the papers and read the top sheet.  It was divorce papers of people I had never heard of.  Then it HIT ME LIKE A HAMMER!  I was in the wrong car!  I carefully got out and looked down the same row and there sat my identical car waiting right where I parked it. This car was not just close to being the same–it was exactly the same inside and out.  After this little incident,  I started to watch and noticed there are hundreds of white four door Cavaliers on the road so I guess it probably wasn’t really a senior moment although Mel and Larry will tell you differently,  unless they aren’t true to form.  Thanks Gary!

Dick

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Posting of the day
Posted by Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND 

A Unique take on the History of St Patrick’s Day

The reason the Irish celebrate St. Patrick’s Day is because this is when St. Patrick drove the Norwegians out of Ireland.
It seems that some centuries ago, many Norwegians came to Ireland to escape the bitterness of the Norwegian winter. Ireland was having a famine at the time, and food was scarce. The Norwegians were eating almost all the fish caught in the area, leaving the Irish with nothing to eat but potatoes. St. Patrick, taking matters into his own hands, as most Irishmen do, decided the Norwegians had to go. Secretly, he organized the Irish IRATRION (Irish Republican Army to Rid Ireland of Norwegians). Irish members of IRATRION passed a law in Ireland that prohibited merchants from selling ice boxes or ice to
the Norwegians, in hopes that their fish would spoil. This would force the Norwegians to flee to a colder climate where their fish would keep.

Well, the fish spoiled, all right, but the Norwegians, as every one knows today, thrive on spoiled fish. So, faced with failure, the desperate Irishmen sneaked into the Norwegian fish storage caves in the dead of night and sprinkled the rotten fish with lye, hoping to poison the Norwegian invaders. But, as everyone knows, the Norwegians thought this only added to
the flavor of the fish, and they liked it so much they decided to call it “lutefisk”, which is Norwegian for “luscious fish”.

Matters became even worse for the Irishmen when the Norwegians started taking over the Irish potato crop and making something called “lefse”.  Poor St. Patrick was at his wit’s end, and finally on March 17th,  he blew his top and told all the Norwegians to “GO TO HELL”. So they all got in their boats and emigrated to Minnesota or the Dakotas—-  the only other paradise on earth where smelly fish, old potatoes and plenty of cold weather can be found in abundance.

And now you know the true story.

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Blog (268) posted on October 31, 2008

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

With all the effort Neola Kofoid Garbe puts into this site, I thought
she might like to hear a little story about her dad, John Kofoid. My
dad, Don Johnson, had a 1957 International 3/4 Ton pickup he bought in
about 1960. We used it for farming and for travel to and from the farm.
One day it developed an engine miss. Dad and I checked out the miss and
found that one piston was blown and this was causing the problem. We
took it to John Kofoid and he pulled the engine apart and then called
Dad to come uptown to see the problem. I went along to see what John
found. The cylinder was scored (scratched up) badly and John said, “Don,
I can just bore one cylinder and put in a bigger piston”. I remember Dad
saying, “I didn’t think you could do that–just one, won’t it throw the
engine out of balance”? I will never forget how John stood up from under
the hood and looked at Dad, over the top of his glasses and said
bluntly, ” I—can do that”! Dad said, “OK John, do it”. The engine ran
like a new one for many years. He was what my dad called a real
mechanic, not a ‘parts changer’! Thanks Gary!

Dick

Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Hi Gary and Dale,

I’ll be happy to “fill you in” on Carol Berg.  It might take me a few days to get back to you, as I’m selling caramels at a bazaar at Edgewood Vista (assisted living facility in Minot where my Mom lived for about 12 years.) tomorrow (Thursday).  On Friday/Saturday, I’m selling caramels at a craft sale that’s being held in downtown Minot at Carnegie Center.  I don’t know if you’ve heard of “The Caramel Lady”, or not, but that’s my nickname.  My students gave me the name many years ago, so when I started selling caramels, it seemed a natural name to use.  I need to be at Edgewood at 9:00 a.m., and I’m just finishing up with a few last minute caramels.  Soooo, I will get back to you later.  Thanks for asking about Carol

Neola

Reply from Dale Pritchard (63): 

Gary,

I remember someone else commenting on the transition from a country
school to high school in town.  I think the term “Culture Shock” sort of
fit at the time.  Going from an entire school of 12 – 16 to an entire
class of 30 or more was rough for some of us for a while.  But — We
survived and made a lot of good friends along the way too.

Dale

Folks, LaRose Kitterling (46) asked me several months ago how she could get some pictures to me so I could  scan and send them out to you folks.  I suggested that she call Jared Steele in Bottineau. He is the young man that works for Terry Moe that got married this past July to a girl living here in Cebu. She did get in contact with Jared and sent him 5 beautiful pictures of the classes from the 40’s. Jared arrived yesterday with those pictures.  I’ll plan on sending one out each day.  Gary

LaRose Kitterling”s (46) reply to Gary: mercerlk@westriv.com

Gary

Glad the pictures arrived- the operetta cast has pictures of many of the older Dunseith kids.

By committee I meant-it was an informal group- we were together for the Darrel and Dorothy Fasset anniversary and sat around the table trying to identify who was who- included in that group were Darrel and Dorothy, Lloyd and Theresa Awalt, Eleanor and Leonard Stickland, Wayne Molgard, Bill Hosmer with further help from Carol Watkins Carbonneau, Murl Hill , Marlene Molgard and Minnie Flynn- all senior citizens.. We had it put on poster paper and the operatta cast and the 1946 class were on display in the school library for the 2007 all school reunion.

I look forward to the daily messages – thank you

LaRose

Picture provided by LaRose Kitterling (46):

   Happy Birthday Jeff Skjelver: Rugby, ND

Dinner at Art and Rose’s

Art Hagen and Rose invited us to their home last night for a delicious turkey dinner. Art was the cook. The Turkey with mashed potatoes was very good. Art is an excellent cook. Thank you Art for that Authentic Bottineau, ND supper. It was most appreciated.

Bernadette was very disappointed that she was not well and unable to go. She very much wanted to go, but just didn’t have the stamina to make it.

Art will be leaving here, headed for the states, on April 1^st . Rose will follow later.

This coming Monday, Elma Severson, from Bottineau, will be visiting us too. She will be staying with Art and Rose.  Many of you know Elma. She is from the Philippines, but has lived 20 plus years in Bottineau. She will only be in Cebu for 3 full days. She will be bowling with us on Wednesday too. Then on Wednesday night we have dinner reservations at a traditional Filipino Restaurant. We are looking forward to Elma’s visit.

Gary

Story posted by Larry Hackman (’66):Bismarck, ND

The Orbit
BY:  LARRY HACKMAN

It was back in the 60’s.  A beautiful Sunday afternoon.  The summer sky was clear with a few billowing clouds floating by like huge white cotton balls on an ocean of pure blue.  A slight breeze tickled the emerald green leaves that hung from the trees that lined the road as they cruised north out of town, through the Turtle Mountains of North Dakota on a black ribbon of pavement that cut through a sea of a thousand shades of green into Canada.  Things are always pretty, when you think back to the old days, aren’t they?  Yes, these young fellows were on a road trip.  They were going up north across the border to visit a few towns up in Manitoba, Canada for nothing better to do, but to waste a Sunday afternoon.

While traveling up in Manitoba in the 60’s, did you notice them round, 3.5 foot diameter metal objects spaced along the roads about every five or ten miles with the logo (Orbit) stamped on the side.  The question is, does a globe shaped object have a side?  The answer is yes, inside and outside?  Anyway, back in them days when all the news papers and TV shows were all about satellites, moon landings and outer space and meeting up with aliens, what was a person to think when you saw these round objects along the road?  Were we under attack by aliens, were these objects some type of space ship, was someone or something going to jump out from behind one of these objects, and demand that they be taken to our leader?  I didn’t know what to think.

The Young fellows that this story is about of course had their pop, soda, (soda pop) with them (EH).  I think a few of them were trying to hydrate themselves after a Saturday night and were nursing slight headaches.   I know a couple of these characters were less than two beers away from a beautiful day before they started their road trip.

They had finished touring Brandon and Boissevain and also had finished off the last of their refreshments that were in the cooler in the trunk, and they were just a few miles from the American – Canadian border, and then it happened.  There were flashing lights behind them.  A Canadian Mountie (RCMP – Royal Canadian Mounted Police) had found reason to stop them.  He came up to the window and appeared madder than hell.  He demanded to know what they were doing up in Canada, and I don’t know why and they didn’t know why, he started blaming them for all the soda pop and beer can pull tabs lying on the road.  He not only blamed them, but he blamed all Americans for all the pull tabs lying on every road not only in Canada but in the world and I think the Universe.  This Mountie had these fellows worried, they thought he was going to blow a gasket and that they were done for.  The Mounties tone than softened a little as he made an offer, saying if you fellows pick up all these pull tabs on this road from here to that next road approach that he would let them go on their merry way.  These fellows thought that this was a great idea, because they didn’t want to pay a fine or worse, end up in jail, and agreed to police up all the pull tabs. Because this Mountie had them worried, and he looked like he could send them all straight to hell with a blink of eye, without thinking twice about it, these fellows jumped out of the car and started picking up tabs.  Now, I don’t know if it is true or not, but these fellows thought they had picked up tabs on a mile or more of road.  There and back would be two miles, oh that’s right, they have kilometers up there in Canada, one kilometer there and one kilometer back, would make it just over a mile that they cleaned up. I hope I didn’t confuse anybody; this stuff gives me a headache sometimes.

Upon completing the police call on the pull tabs the Mountie wanted this young fellow to deposit the sacks of tabs into one of them so called ORBITS sitting along the highway.  This young fellow refused, telling the Mountie that after doing all that work, he wanted to take all the pull tabs back home.  Well, if you remember right and I’m sure that you do, pull tab chains were all the rage back in them days.  Young people had pull tab chains hanging all around and across the ceilings of their cars, their rooms, and every place else they could find to hang them.  Well that Mountie got this huge smile on his face, you could tell, that he had finally found happiness, “That cat had finally caught the mouse “and he said, you fellows go ahead and take them tabs back to where they came from, and he went and let them fellows proceed on their merry way back across the border, down that black ribbon of happiness cutting through that sea of green, and home with their new found booty.

The only time I can recall ever seeing anyone ever using one of these so called ORBITS up along the highway in Manitoba, Canada was when I saw this semi (18 wheeler) pulled up on the edge of the road and as we passed the truck, I happened to look back and saw this guy (truck driver) standing up against one with his hands on his hips and pointing into the opening of the Orbit.  I figured this truck driver must be a Veteran, and was having a flashback to his days back in South Vietnam.  You know where they had these 8 to 10 inch diameter tubes stuck in the ground with half of a 50 gallon drum “ cut from end to end mounted in front of each tube so that the barrel curved around each side of the tube ” to give you some privacy.   Now, if you were out in the bush in Vietnam, and one of them wait-a-minute vines latched onto you, that was the time to relief yourself as you would be waiting there at least a minute anyway.  Did this story suddenly change into a time management story?

I never had to ever pick up pull tabs off the highway, but I remember having to pick up soda and alcohol beverage containers, “mostly beer cans”, in a parking lot, in a park, in central Minneapolis, in the middle of the night.  A group of us young people decided to go there and party with a trunk full of beverages and play hide-n -seek.  Yes, that time the police who had stopped us agreed to let us go, if we did a little on the spot community service. However at the time they seemed to be more concerned and wanting to make sure that we had everybody together that we came with, and that everybody was OK.  They gave us a talking to about how parks are a dangerous place to be at night and that some bad things have happened to people at the parks during the night, and that is also why they have to patrol them.   Now, thinking back, maybe all these police officers had just found a nice way to sober us up a little, before they sent us on our way, and to tell us in a nice way, to stay the hell off the roads and out of the parks if you are drinking?  To be young again.

No names were used on this report in order to protect the guilty.

Keep on laughing,

Larry

Joke of the day
Posted by Larry Hackman (’66): lBismarck, ND

                               Enjoy!
This is a  true account recorded in the Police Log of Sarasota, Florida:

An  elderly Florida lady did her shopping and, upon returning to her car,  found four males in the act of leaving with her vehicle. She dropped her  shopping bags and drew her handgun, proceeding to scream at the top of  her lungs, “I have a gun, and I know how to use it! GET OUT OF THE  CAR!”

The four men didn’t wait for a second threat. They got out  and ran like mad. 

The lady, somewhat shaken, then proceeded to  load her shopping bags into the back of the car and got into the  driver’s seat. She was so shaken that
she could not get her key into  the ignition. She tried and tried, and then she realized why. It was for  the same reason she had wondered why there was
a football, a Frisbee,  and two 12-packs of beer in the front seat.

A few minutes later,  she found her own car parked four or five spaces farther down. She  loaded her bags into the car and drove to the police station to report  her mistake. The sergeant to whom she told the story couldn’t stop  laughing. He pointed to the other end of the counter, where four pale  men were reporting a car jacking by a mad, elderly woman described as  white, less than five feet tall, glasses, curly white hair, and carrying  a large handgun. 

No charges were filed.

Moral of the  story?

If you’re going to have a senior moment…make it  memorable!

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Blog (266) posted on October 29, 2008

Reply from Marth Lamb Schepp (68): 

Hi Gary,

I was a little embarrassed to see our wedding picture and the BIG write
up of our day.  I’ve gotten over it now, so guess I will respond and
thank you again for all that you do.  I was glad Randy Flynn did the
math as we did celebrate our 35th in Medora.  On our 25th we did a
little cruise off of Miami.  More great memories!  Where has the time
gone.

Thanks again,

Martha Lamb Schepp

Martha, That was a beautiful picture and write up they had for you guys 35 years ago.  That picture is exactly the way I remember you, however, you are one of the few that folks will still recognize that haven’t seen you for many years.  Over the years the physical characteristics of most of us have changed considerably, however there are a few of you that have not changed.  Off the top of my head, Margaret Metcalfe Leonard, Ron Longie and you are the ones that I can think of at the moment, that have changed very little, over the years.  In August of 2004, my two brothers, (Darrel & Allen) and I were in the bank in Dunseith. We were standing by the window next to main street.  When I look out the window I saw this lady walking across the street, I said to my brothers, “that’s Margaret Metcalfe crossing the street”.  She was coming into the bank. I had not seen Margaret for 35 plus years.  She looked exactly the same as I had remembered her from our HS days with the same friendly bubbly personality that she has always possessed.  Gary

Reply from Cheryl Larson Dakin (71):

This is in reply to Lyle’s comments about hanging out at the Morinville’s…I know I’ve said this before, but during the times when my Dad was stationed out of the country and we couldn’t join him, we would go home to Dunseith to stay. We always knew we were close to home when we would see the “eyes, nose, and mouth house” on the highway outside of Dunseith. But we really knew we were there when we got to Aunt Lee’s (Hosmer’s) next door to the Morinville’s. We had many, many sleep-overs there with Debbie and Bev. I didn’t know until many years later that my Dad and Francis were cousins so that made the relationship even more special.  I don’t remember ever being turned away at their door, even when the kids might not have been home. During our grade-school days we spent a lot of our spare time at the creek or at the Fontaine’s or playing behind Gamble’s, or hanging out at the Campbell’s garage. And even though it would sometimes be years between trips to Dunseith, when we did go back, it was like we had never left. From Mrs. Seim to Mrs. Halvorson to Mrs. Conroy, to Bev and Margaret, Loretta and Loraine, Stephanie, Paula, Cheryl and all the kids I knew “way back when” you had a huge impact on my life.

Cheryl Larson Dakin ’71

Cheryl, I have said this before too, Frances Morinville’s brother Bert Hanson was married to my dad’s sister Olga.  I did not realize the Larson’s and the Hanson’s were related. They all lived in the Lake Metigoshe area.  Gary

Reply from Carmen Leonard Richard (Rolette): 

In reply to Joe Johnson about the Catholic church in Thorne, it was moved to Rolette in 1973 and was remodled in 2005. I think it was originally built about 1950 and if memory serves me correctly, Ted Grenier was one of the church council members when it was built.

Message/picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Gary,

I sent this picture to Gailord the other day.  The following is his response.  Needless to say, I’ll sure be including this picture in his package.  I wish it would have been an 8 x 10, but this size will work, too.  Receiving emails like this, where a family member has never seen a picture I post/send to them, brings tears to my eyes.  I am so grateful God bless me with this “passion” for pictures and getting them to people who want them.

Neola

Gaillord Peltier’s (80) reply: 

Good Morning Mrs. Garbe;

This picture is my Father and Mother, Joseph J. Peltier and Delores
(Davis) Peltier with their daughter, my sister Madonna and her husband
Melvin Yawakie. That is a beautiful picture, one that I have never seen
before.

Joseph J. Peltier Family

Reply From Cecile Gouin Longie Craig (61): c

Yes that is the Longie family, circa 1958-60.
Back row: left Wallace, Wilbur, Margie, Ronnie
Front row: left Willie, Patti, Ursula, Donnie

Cecile Gouin Longie Craig

PS – On the names in the pic I should have written Wilbur was known as Bill.
Where as thats why Willie was called Willie or Billy. Cecile
Cecile, I did not realize that you are related to the Longie’s.  Gary

Reply from Sharon Longie Dana (73)

Reply from Dick Johnson (68)

Gary,

It seems weird, but I looked at the kid on the right and he looked like
I remember a Longie around my age. I would guess that picture was taken
about 56 or 58, in there somewhere. Crazy huh!!

Dick

Folk’s I initially sent this photo to Dick Johnson and Mel Kuhn for their identification, thinking it was another family. Dick replied saying he thought this was the Longie family. With a second look, I recognized Ron Longie (65) in the picture.  He has not change at all.  Gary

Wilbur Longie Family:
Back row: left Wallace, Wilbur, Margie, Ronnie
Front row: left Willie, Patti, Ursula, Donnie

Message from Lyle Olson (75): 

Gary and all:

Received an e-mail from Mel Kuhn the other day.  It was good to hear from him.  He spoke with great excitement about the excellent St. John High School football team – undefeated thus far.  It got me thinking about the best teams fielded by Dunseith over the years.  In my opinion, the best football team fielded by Dunseith was in 1971. The best baseball team fielded by Dunseith was definitely the class of 1972.  And, of course, the best basketball team fielded by Dunseith was also the class of 1972.  Now, I recognize that some may argue about my selections, and I invite you to do so on this blog.  However, let me make the case about the 1972 Dunseith Dragons basketball team.

The team was coached by Larry Haugen.  Richard Becker was the assistant coach ..  Our team motto was: “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” The players were as follows: Seniors Don Olson, Greg Evans, Jim Melmer, Donald Malaterre, Linus Faine, Tim Gunville and Curt Hagel; Juniors Curt Berg and Jeff Evans (George Malaterre made the original team of 12 but did not finish out the season); Sophomore Terry Counts (Jesse Marion came on the “A” squad when George Malaterre left); and Freshman Lyle Olson.  The “main five” were made up of Don Olson, Jim Melmer, Curt Berg, Greg Evans and Terry Counts.  I believe we went 25-3 that year, losing to Wolford and Langdon (who took 5th place in the State A that year) during the regular season and then to Berthold in the first game of the state tournament in Minot.

Everyone seemed to have a nickname on that team.  Don Olson was called “Ole” or “Jelly Belly”, depending on the crowd.  Greg Evans’ nickname was “Tic”.  “Honker” was the nickname of Jim Melmer.  Doanld Malaterre went by “Donald Duck”.  Linus Faine was “Guff,” Tim Gunville was “Gunner” and Curt Hagel was “Bear”.  Jeff Evans was called “Harvey”.  George Malaterre was called “Coco”.  I can’t remember Curt Berg’s nickname, but I called him “Sir” after he nearly killed me in the boxing match at Honsey’s.  Terry Counts’ nickname was “Pie”.  Jesse Marion was called “Muff” and my nickname was “Mad Dog”.  I could explain the origin for some of the nicknames but I had better stick with how I got my nickname; after all, I still see some of these guys every now and then.

During try-outs for the “A” squad, we were told to run laps.  Well, I was never a very fast person to be sure – in fact, I was downright slow.  In any event, my legs somehow got tangled up with Curt Hagel’s legs and we both went down.  Well, Curt being a Senior and me being a freshman, Curt came up and was pretty upset at being put down by a lowly freshman and we started wrestling around.  Needless to say, I got my you know what kicked (yes, there seems to be a pattern here with older classmen).  Well, I must have done somewhat OK because everyone started calling me “Mad Dog” after “Mad Dog Vashon,” a famous ALL-STAR wrestler at the time.  Needless to say, that nickname has stayed with me to this day.  The nickname kind of became a self-fulfilling prophecy because I always seemed to have a quick temper and received many technical fouls as my basketball career progressed, or regressed, depending on who you talk to.  Looking back on it now, I deserved each and every one of those technical fouls and I hereby apologize to Jim Berube and Red Johnson, who refereed many games in which I played.

In any event, I think we were 10-0 when we lost to Wolford.  Up to that point, we had beat all opponents by wide margins.  It was a tough game all the way through.  We had the ball the last possession of the game and I missed the last shot.  Now, not to second guess Coach Haugen, but what in the hell was I doing in the game at that point in time, and why did I have the ball  – I was only a freshman.  Regardless, I took a shot from deep in the corner and the damn thing nearly went in.  Had it gone in I would have been a legend, at least in my own mind.  However, it did not go in and that was that – our first loss of the year.  Remarkably, I do not remember any of my teammates giving me grief about missing the shot, or even why I was in the game at the time.  A team that good never looked back and we ran off a few more wins before being thrashed by Langdon by 20 points.  As noted above, Langdon had a great team that year and finished 5th in the State A.

Everyone who follows Dunseith Dragon basketball knows what happened at the State B, and I will not rehash that here.  Needless to say, we were quite destroyed by the first game but had enough pride to dominate the loser’s bracket by winning the next two games to take home the 5th place trophy.

That team was a close-knit bunch of guys.  We took two road trips that year, if memory serves me.  On the road trip to Ray and Powers Lake, the main five was not doing all that great against Powers Lake and Coach Haugen put in the second five in the late first quarter or early second quarter and we caught up to them and built a lead for the main five by half-time.  I also remember going out after the game in Ray and snagging a few good looking local gals, but that story is best told eye to eye without any wives or girlfriends around.

I saw most of the 1972 basketball players at the reunion in 2007.  Unfortunately, Tim “Gunner” Gunville passed away a few years ago, but all the other players are still living.  Many of us weigh 25% to 50% more than what we weighed when we played ball and others have remained fit.  Indeed, Curt Hagel actually weighed less in 2007 that he did in 1972, or at least he looked like he did.  He better not try and wrestle me now, as I have him by a 100 pounds!!!  Seriously, and even at this old age, I would put that team up against any team produced by Dunseith over the years.  I think we would stand a good chance in winning despite eroding skills and deconditioned lungs because if I have learned anything over the years, it is that heart and desire are formidable teammates, and the 1972 Dragon basketball team had them both, in abundance.

Lyle

From Dick Johnson (68): 

Gary and Friends,

It was great to hear from Toni Morinville Gredesky after waiting for so
long! Toni has a wealth of interesting memories she should share with
us. In answer to her question, I do remember going to Minot to the
concert by Fred Waring and his orchestra. At the time I wasn’t really
enthused about the musical events my dad, Don Johnson, was forever
taking us to! Man was I wrong! Do you remember how he expected us to be
well dressed and behaved at all times? I now know that the attitude he
wanted us to present, was part of the reason our choir and band excelled
to the degree it did. I also remember how he got the school to buy those
blue Dragon blazers for us and for the basketball teams. He and Mr.
Hepper ‘conspired’ together on the blazers. I remember wearing the
blazers the first time to a game in Rolla, our rival. They looked
defeated when we walked through the door! I don’t know how long it was,
but the very next time we played Rolla they were wearing gold Bulldog
blazers! Never to be upstaged by us! Thanks Gary and Toni!

Dick

Message/picture from Neola Kofoid Garbe: 

Gary,

Basically, this is Alvin/Lillian Torgerson Berg’s family.  As you know, Lillian married Reinhard Schultz awhile after Alvin was killed in the car accident when he/Lillian/Gary/Mr. and Mrs. Berg were on their way to visit Alvin’s sister, Arla, and her husband, Tony.

Neola

Dick Johnson’s (68) reply to the Berg Family: 

Gary and Neola,

Alvin and Martin Berg were brothers and grew up just west of where Bud and Mary Knutson live, along 43. Bud has since died but Mary and son, Bob live there yet. Alvin’s mother was Clara Johnson Berg, a sister to my grandma and Bennie Johnson and the rest. Alvin had the bakery in Dunseith for a while and I think he was also involved in one of the
bars. Alvin and Lillian went on a trip and were in an auto accident, I
think in Illinois, and Alvin didn’t appear to be injured. He was helping
care for the family and just suddenly collapsed and died. Martin and
Alvin and two girls were first cousins to my mom, Bernice. We went to
visit Lillian and her family many times. Guy was my age, Gary and the
girls were older. The Haugerud I remember was also my age and her name was Corliss (Corky) Haugerud. She went to college with me at Bottineau. I remember Mom saying that Lillian found a very nice man, Rienhard Schultz. She had lived alone for many years and raised the family by herself. We lost contact with the family after Mom was gone so I don’t know where any of them are today. I did get permission a few years ago to walk over from Mary Knutsons to where the Bergs lived. It was sure a trip down memory lane! Both houses, the old log house and the white frame house are still standing, but in real bad shape. I remember going there in the mid 50s and having lunch with Albert and Clara. Albert used to come to visit us in Dunseith after Clara died in 1957. He reminded me of the pictures of Winston Churcill. He wore a black longcoat and a black hat and carried a cane. The best part was that he drove a black 36 Ford two door I really liked! One of his daughters, Amanda, and her husband, Clarence Schultz, got the 36 when Albert died. They lived in Donnybrook,ND and had a grocery store with Eldon Hiatt for a few years. I think Amanda is still living and I want to find out what became of the old car. She may still have it in a garage down there. Who knows—the
thrill of the hunt!!
Dick

Gary,

This is the message from Shirley Olson Warcup about Alvin Berg and the family. She corrected my memory of his place of death, Ohio not Illinois the rest seems correct.

Dick

Dick,
Alvin died June 11, 1952–I believe it was near Lima, Ohio–the
only reason I remember this is because I heard it on the radio when we were
living in Grand forks and as I heard Lima, my first thought was “that’s in
Peru”.  As I listened further and they told of the accident, they mentioned
Ohio.  I have never looked at a map to locate Lima–it’s possible he was
transported to Illinois to a hospital and died there.  I remember they said
he appeared to be all right (he had been looking after everyone)  but died
enroute to the hospital.  I was really surprised to hear this on a Grand
Forks radio station–there was quite a bit of detail.  I’m not sure, but I
think Clarence Schultz and Reinhard might have been brothers.  Martin Berg
married Alice Brudvik–I think they had only one daughter, Carol.  Arla
married Anthony Marteliano–they lived in Port Charlotte, Fl., after they
retired.  Arla died May 29, 2000. Even after Arla’s death,we usually got a
Christmas card from Tony, but I don’t think we got one last year so I’m not
sure if he’s still living or not.  Ron hasn’t read this e-mail yet–when he
comes in from the garage I’ll have him answer your question about cars.
Tell Brenda “hello”.
Snookie

Alvin Berg Family taken after his death. Alvin owned the bakery, at one time, in Dunseith

Reply from Bonnie Awalt Houle(56): 

Dear Gary,

The wedding picture shown is of one of the Bailey girls.  From left to right:  Jeanne Bailey Groves, Judy Bailey Foley, Harvey Bailey, Hulda Bailey, Bride is Janice Bailey Proctor,  the groom is Jim Proctor and the other girl in light color is Joanne Bailey Perrin.  I don’t recall the names of the boys in this picture or the name of the other women.  This photo was probably taken at the Methodist Church in Rolla.

Have a wonderful day.

Bonnie Awalt Houle Class of 1956

Picture provided by Neola Kofoid Garbe:

Reply from Marlene Henderson (Rolla): 

From Judy Bailey Foley to Marlene Henderson Re:  wedding picture

Jeannie Bailey, Judy Bailey Foley, Harvey Bailey, Hulda Bailey, Janice Bailey Martinez (bride),  Antonio Martinez (groom), ? ?, JoAnn Bailey  Perrin, Nick Perrin.
> The little ring bearer is my son, Steven Foley.

Sorry I don’t know the names of Tony’s brother and sister-Dunseith book might want this–my dad’s family farm was in the Dunseith  area.

Antonio & Janice Bailey Martinez Wedding:
Jeannie Bailey, Judy Bailey Foley, Harvey Bailey, Hulda Bailey, Janice Bailey Martinez (bride), Antonio Martinez (groom), ? ?, JoAnn Bailey  Perrin, Nick Perrin.  Ring Bearer is Steven Foley

Correction from yesterday. I said the class of 1970 had nearly 40 graduates. I just check and they had 48 graduates.  I beleive they are the largest class of have ever graduated from Dunseith High School.  Gary

                                   Dunseith High School Class of1971

Condolence to Toni Morinville (’68):
From Colette Hosmer (’64):  Santa Fe, NM

Toni,

I was surprised and saddened to learn of Jerry’s death.  Please know that you and your daughters are in my thoughts.

Colette

Clayton Lider’s Birthday
Comment from Glen Williams (’52):  Missoula, MT.

Hope Clayton Lider has a great Birthday party…He and I at one time were hunting buddy’s

Glen Williams.

Reposting of Ruby Adam Sivertson’s Obituary
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

Folks,
Part of Ruby’s obituary got cut off, so I am reposting.
Ruby was a sister to Mrs Bob (Irene) Stickland, so she was an aunt to all three of the Stickland Boys. My Cousin, Alney Kofoid’s wife Lorna’s mother was also an Adam’s, sister to Ruby and Irene Stickland.
Gary

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Ruby Sivertson

Ruby Sivertson, age 89 of Bottineau, died Thursday at a Bottineau hospital. Her funeral will be held on Thursday at 10:00 am at the Grace Lutheran Brethren Church in Bottineau. Visitation will be Wednesday from 10:00 am until 9:00 pm at the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Burial will be at the Oak Creek Cemetery in Bottineau.

Ruby Sivertson, a daughter of Henry and Lydia (Brandt) Adams, was born on February 8, 1926 at Kramer, ND. She was reared there and later graduated from Kramer High School. Ruby then worked at the Vinje Department Store in Bottineau. On January 3, 1950, she married Lars Sivertson in the Turtle Mountains. They made their home on the Sivertson Family Farm near Bottineau. She worked for time at the San Haven State Hospital and the Dunseith Community Nursing Home. Lars passed away on September 12, 2010. Later that same year, Ruby moved into the St. Andrew’s Apartments in Bottineau and in 2013 she moved into the St. Andrew’s Hospital.

Ruby was a member of the Grace Lutheran Brethren Church in Bottineau. She enjoyed gardening, quilting and cooking. Most of all, she loved her family and her Lord and Savior.

She is survived by her daughter, Theresa (Tom) Delikat of Box Elder, SD; sons, Mike (Donnet) Sivertson, of Bottineau; Mark (Rita) Sivertson of Williston and Paul of Casper, WY; grandchildren, Brooks Sivertson, Andrew Delikat, Jessica (Brandon) Asker, Rachael (Jacob) Ferris, Sarah (Ben) Bader, Brenden Sivertson, Ciera Sivertson, Jill Sivertson, Joe Sivertson and Scott (Rachael) Eaton; step-grandchildren, Nicholas Monson and Riley Monson; 3 great-grandchildren; sister, Pearl Nelson of Minot and numerous nieces and nephews.

In addition to her husband and parents, she was preceded in death by 3 brothers and 6 sisters.

Arrangements were with Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Friends may sign the online register book at www.nerofuneralhome.net.

Joke of the day
Posted by Bob Hosmer (’56):  Lynnwood, WA

Hi Gary,

I don’t write often, but always keep up on hometown news on the blog that you so expertly put together every day.  I found this article very amusing and thought I would share it with you:

Researchers for the Massachusetts Turnpike Authority found over 200 dead crows near greater Boston recently, and there was concern that they may have died from Avian flu. A bird pathologist examined the remains of all the crows, and, to everyone’s relief, confirmed the problem was definitely NOT Avian flu. The cause of death appeared to be vehicular impacts. However, during the detailed analysis it was noted that varying colors of paints appeared on the bird’s beaks and claws. By analyzing these paint residues it was determined that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with trucks, while only 2% were killed by an impact with a car. MTA then hired an ornithological behaviorist to determine if there was a cause for the disproportionate percentages of truck kills versus car kills. He very quickly concluded the cause: When crows eat road kill, they always have a look-out crow in a nearby tree to warn of impending danger. They discovered that while all the lookout crows could shout “Cah”, not a single one could shout “Truck.”

I needed that bit of humor.  Hope everyone enjoys it.

Bob Hosmer ‘56

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Blog (265) posted on October 28, 2008

Folks, We had a lot of replies to the Grenier pictures. This was actually the wedding of Pennie Kester and Gary Grenier. I think Ted Grenier must have ordered copies of these pictures, so that is how his name came up when Neola found them. I have pasted all the Grenier comments from this statement down to the pictures.  Thanks for your many replies. The Grenier family was well known in the Dunseith community.  Gary

Reply from Pennie Kester Grenier (69): 

Gary,  The pictures of the Grenier wedding are old!  Haven’t seen my own for quite some time, so I was surprised to see them on your site.  The picture with 4 people from left to right: Cheryl Kester Gaugler,

myself,  Gary Grenier (with a bit more hair than he has now) and Gary’s
brother Roger Grenier.  The other pic shows Gary’s sister Karen pinning
a flower on their Grandfather Simeon Grenier.  The lady in the far right
hand corner of that picture is Irene Fassett, Susan, Crystal and Paula
Fassett’s mother. Hope this helps.  Take care and send us some of your warm weather-it was 14 degrees here this AM.  Take Care,  Pennie Kester
Grenier

Pennie, It’s currently 89 degrees here with scatterd clouds at 12:40 PM.  Gary

Reply from Joe Johnson (77): 

Gary,

I’m not sure about the title on the photos, but I can identify some of the people.  The reason I’m not sure about the title on the photos is because of the people in the photos and the clothes just don’t seem to fit the dates that my uncle Ted would have married my aunt Margit.  Moreover, if the people in the photos are who I think they are then the title doesn’t fit; however, it may be another Grenier wedding or such.

In the one photo the gentleman having the corsage pinned on his suit is my Grandfather, Simeon Grenier.  I do believe that is my cousin, Karen Grenier, Ted and Margit’s only daughter pinning the corsage.

In the second photo, the young man with the blond hair on the far right looks like my cousin Roger Grenier; the other young man with the dark hair looks like, Roger’s brother, Gary, both Ted & Margit’s sons.  The young lady to Gary’s right may be Penny Kester from Dunseith but I cannot be sure.  Gary is actually married to Penny, so I’m wondering if these photos may have been from that wedding.

Also, again I’m not sure but, these photos seem to be taken in the old Catholic church at Thorne, ND which is no longer there.  I don’t know if it was torn down or what.

Simeon, moved to Dunseith from the homestead farm, 6 miles east of Dunseith and 1 mile south (same road as the Turtle Mountain reservation line going north), in 1959.  Today, my cousin, Steve Grenier farms the original Grenier homestead and Gary Grenier farms Ted’s place just one more mile south of the original homestead.  Ted was Simeon’s oldest child.

Ted & Margit’s kids were older than I so I didn’t have the same close relationship with them that I enjoyed with Orville and Mickey (Haagenson) Grenier’s kids since Orville was the youngest of Simeon’s kids.  The Grenier kids all attended school in Rolette and not Dunseith.

Also, Orville and Mickey and kids are very good friends with the John and Murl Hill family.

I’m sure you may get a response from many others in the Dunseith area as many people knew and still know of my grandfather Simeon (born 1889 passed 1978).  Simeon was one of the best people you could ever meet or know and one of the most humble men I ever knew.  Believe me I could go on about Simeon for many hours as I’m sure many of his other grandkids could as well.

Clarence and Beverly (Morinville) Azure live in the home Simeon built in Dunseith in 1959 and it was really great to get to be back in that home in 2007 when I was in Dunseith for the reunion.  As, Lyle, said many, many kids hung out at the Morinville’s and my sister Linda is still good friends with Bev.  Bev, thanks for the memories.

Again to help you place Simeon, if you remember just a few emails back (message 259), Alan Campbell mentioned this about Simeon Grenier:

Reply from Phyllis & Alan Campbell: 

“To those who played basketball on Campbell’s driveway—-you might not know and might be interested in some background on that basketball backboard. It was made out of wood from the old RIverside Hotel and donated by Simeon Grenier who had purchased the hotel. We think he and Alfred Cote made it and helped install it on the Campbell garage around 1964. There were a lot of basketballs bounced off that backboard!! To honor the North Dakota Centennial in 1976, Jeff painted it red, white and blue and added a bunch of stars. It withstood a lot more activity for a number of years. He finally dismantled it when the wood deteriorated beyond salvage.

Pyhllis and Alan Campbell”

Also, I played basketball at the Campbell’s too, OK not that well but…. – and I never new that my grandfather had anything to do with that backboard on the Campbell garage.  I was so surprised by Alan and Phyllis’ response, definitely an emotional moment for me  What a wonderful town Dunseith was and is, a great place to have been raised.

OK, I’m sure that is more than you wanted to know already.  I’ll try and send in a couple of good George Malaterre stories as well in the near future.  Lyle Olson triggered some really great memories that I have about George.

Thanks, Joe Johnson  (1977)

Reply from Lola Metcalfe Vanorny (68):

Lola vanorny, ew
Wow!!_ Gary!!– this has turned into a unique and awesome  thing huh??  and
to think it all started when you emailed me as you had seen my name
somewhere on the internet-  and asked if I was part of the Metcalfe girls
and if I remembered you as we rode the school bus together and asked about
Margaret and Helen.  Look where it is today!–

I can recognize the wedding picture of Pennie Kester and Gary Grenier–
and the Maid of honor must be Cheryl Kester ( Pennie’s twin sister ) Isn’t
that a darling picture??     and I believe the groomsman looks like Roger
Grenier  .    also the lady in the back ground may be  Irene Fassett.

I had to add my memories of Morinville’s too. Usually it was Randi
Mongeon, Paulette Lacroix, Toni , Connie Mellmer ,  Brenda Hoffman  and I
– and probably more–
We had many slumber parties there and yes how tolerant  and generous  Joe
and Frances were!!- we’d be up making pizza in the middle of the night.
and one of the favorite things to do when they weren’t around was call
someone and ask if they had their TV on and how did it fit? — and all
those  goofy little jokes – We’d call Said Kadry and ask if he had Prince
Albert in  a can–  and to let him out !  We’d go the store and get
fizzies.  Go up to the drug store  and have a cherry coke float and walk
around town or explore the park —  ..  Such carefree days!!

Frances had to get us all ready for a Memorial Day Program one year  , I
remember,    as we had stayed overnight the night before the program.  and
another time I remember her up in the middle of the night Doctoring us for
sand fleas we must have picked up playing outside.!!

I used to love to stay at Mongeon’s too–  all those kids and everyone was
always happy–Armand and Leona  would visit with us after supper and the
rosary —  sometimes Armand would even sing with us or we would catch Leona
yodelling!-  when she thought no one was around!!- wonderful soft
memories!!      We sure had fun!!–  Thanks so much Gary for keeping this
going!!– Lola (Metcalfe) Vanorny

Reply from Kathy Casavant Ellingson (74): 

Gary,

The wedding photo is of Gary and Penny Kester Grenier. The attendants
are Cheryl Kester Gaugler and Roger Grenier.

Dick

Reply from Susan Fassett Martin (65): 

The wedding picture is Cheryl and Pennie Kester, and Gary Grenier but I don’t know the other fellow.

Reply from Allen Richard (65): 

The Ted Grenier pic I think is not accrue ate.  I think it is Simeon Grenier — Angela Malget and her mom Fern would know.

Reply from Paula Fassett Pfuhl (71): 

Gary:

I’m guessing you’ll get better replies than mine on the Ted Grenier wedding photos, but here goes anyway…….the first one I’m not sure who anyone is except my Mom, Irene Fassett, is the very happy lady on the right side of the photo!!! The wedding is Pennie (Kester) and Gary Grenier’s wedding.  Left to right is Cheryl Kester, Pennie, Gary, and Gary’s brother, who’s name I can’t recall!!!  (Pennie and Cheryl had cute little crocheted dresses that I think were hand-made……….)

Paula

Reply from Aggie Casavant (69):

HI GARY, tHIS IS AGGIE CASAVANT IN CHARLOTTE N.C. THE PICTURES OF YOUNG MARRIED COUPLE IS 2 OF MY BEST FRIENDS FROM DHS THE BRDE IS PENNY KESTER GROOM GARY GREINIER FROM ROLETTE, BRIDES MAID IS  PENNIES TWIN SISTER CHERYL KESTER. THE PICTURE OF THE OLDER MAN GETTING A FLOWER PINNED IS SIMEON GREINIER GARYS GRANDPA, THE GAL DONG THE PINNING I DO NOT KNOW

P.S THE GROOMSMAN IS GARY’S BROTHER RODGER,THEY WERE OUR NIEGHBORS GROWING UP AND WE ALL WENT TO THE SAME CHURCH, THEY ARE SONS OF TED7 MARGRET GREINIER
Gary and Pennie Kester Grenier’s wedding:

Picture: Simeon and Karen Grenier.  The lady to the right is Irene Fassett.

Gary and Pennie Kester Grenier’s wedding:
Cheryl Kester Gaugler, Pennie Kester Grenier, Gary Grenier and  Roger Grenier

Reply from Bernard Morin (76): 

Parts of this message got dropped off the first time, so I’m reposting it. Gary

Lyle O is the king. He never fails to provide laughter, whether in casual conservation or telling a story. I however have had the privilege to see Lyle when he wasn’t in his usual jovial mood, he still provided laughter but it wasn’t his intention.
Back in 1988 Lyle, Keith Berg, my wife Robin & I went to Riding Mountain for a weekend of golf on the infamous Wasagaming course. Lyle booked us a 6:30 am tee time on both Saturday & Sunday. We were forewarned as to being in the great white north we should be prepared for chilly weather, heeding that warning we dressed accordingly, long sleeved shirts, trousers and light jackets. By 7:45 am the mercury was rising pretty fast along with Keith’s and my temper, from the first hole on we both were losing balls at a pretty steady rate, whether in the rough or the dense timber. By the fourth hole we had our sleeves rolled up and were sweating like crazy as the temp was crowding 80 degrees, except for Lyle, he had put shorts on under his pants and had brought a light shirt along “just in case”. By the time we reached the 8th tee box Lyle was letting us know pretty frequently that he still had his original ball that he started with. After finishing the 9th hole Keith & I stopped at the clubhouse to replenish our supply, of golf balls, with some gentle ribbing from Lyle about how he was still playing with his original ball that couldn’t be lost. As we approached the 10th tee box we could see it was going to be a long wait as everyone was bottlenecked. While we waited for our turn to tee up Lyle was laying it on pretty heavy about only using one ball on the front nine, I kinda think he was trying to impress the ladies who were waiting behind us. When the group in front of us finally tee’d off, Lyle immediately walked over and tee’d up his ball all the while ribbing us about having to buy more balls as he walked back to sit on the bench. Keith then nonchalantly walked up to Lyle’s ball, lined up and hit it straight into the trees, then calmly looked at Lyle and said “find it”.
Well you would think Keith had just stole Lyle’s best girl or had kicked his dog the way Lyle carried on, we thought it was kinda funny as did the people behind us, there was even a couple that had fallen off their cart from laughter. Needless to say the next few holes were pretty stressful, what with trying to hit a little tiny ball between shrieks of laughter. Up to the 10th Keith & I were getting beat pretty bad. After the 17th it was pretty much a tie, I won’t tell you who won, I think I’ll let Lyle do that.
As for the Sunday game it was pretty uneventful except for the fact that Keith & I were dressed for another 85 degree day and the mercury didn’t make it past 50, and there was Lyle with his shorts and light shirt on, underneath his sweats, so I guess he got the last laugh, watching us shiver uncontrollably while trying to golf.

Bernard

Reply from Bernard Morin (76): 

Gary and friends,

Just a few lines to answer some of Lyles previous questions. As to charging me lawyer fees for your first case I thought you did. I also thought it was paid in full when C J Coleman, Garret Myer and I so graciously pushed you out of that big mudhole you were stuck in east of norwegian corners at 1:00 a.m. The details are a little fuzzy but I remember hearing something about you studying to be crop insurance adjuster. However if I still owe you something please let me know and we’ll work something out.
As for quitting the fine game of golf I played until 1996 at which time my bethrothed and I purchased “the money pit”. And yes, I did run over my clubs with a 3/4 ton pickup and yes, I was too cheap to buy new clubs, but after playing a few rounds with bent shafts I found it actually improved my game, I no longer had a slice. Now that I think about it I should have patented the clubs. My wife & I could be lounging on a tropical beach somewhere instead of slaving away in the great white north.
Like you Lyle I’m wondering why none of our classmates aren’t shareing some “Dunseith Memories” . Why I bet everyone would like to here about boo boo and the eyes in the butter dish, and how about grandpa fluff pulling a fellow hunter out of a snow bank, or maybe even roogaroo hunting?

Bernard

Message from Tim Martinson (69): 

Hi Gary,

I”m going to drop some names in the hope you can associate them with
a class.

Vince Kalk who worked for dad in the bakery when I was younger.

Kenny and Duane Handeland, I believe my brother Terry and Duane were
in the same class but do not remember how long Duane attended high
school or if he attended.  Kenny and Duane were in and out of the
Bakery.

Gerald Cree, I played football with Gerald, and believe his parents
were Francis and Rose Cree.  I thought he had a brother that was a year
younger, but I’m not certain of his first name.  I also thought that
one of the Cree boys died in Viet Nam.  The names Leonard and Ronnie
keep
coming up and I know that there were a lot of kids in that family.
Gerald passed a few years back and I remember his obituary in the
Minot paper.

I have looked over your master list and do not see any of these names
but know that there is a story about each so will leave it up to you
as to
whether they should be included.

Hope you are having nice weather, we have a little snow on the ground
with the temperature at around 5 above this morning.  Clear sky and cool
weather for the rest of the week.  Just imagine how your bones felt
in cold weather, oh to be sitting around in shorts, tank top, and 80
degree
temperatures without the heat  turned up on the furnace.    Take
Care,  Tim

Tim & All, We will add these folks to our class lists.  Please let me know a little info about each of these folks, so we can get them included in their respective classes.  I thought I had Vince Kalk in our lists, but I see that I don’t.  Duane Handland was with the class of 66.  I have not been able to get in touch with him.  Gary

Reply from David Slyter (70): 

Carmen Richard and Gary:

Carmen, Thank you for your forgiveness and Gary I will pass that forgiveness onto you.

Dave Slyter (70)

Message from Gary Metcalfe (57): 

Reply from Bev Morinville Azure (72): ndgal1953@  

Happy Birthday Betty Allard Heinz (’60): Rolette, ND

Clayton Lider Celebrates his 80^th Birthday
Posting from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Hi Gary,

Arliss Lider asked if I would scan/send this picture to you, along with information about Clayton’s birthday party at the Sr. Center on Saturday, March 14, to include in your newsletter.  Clayton knows about the party. 

Thanks, Gary!

Neola

Clayton Lider’s 80th Birthday Party

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Come as early as 1:00 p.m., stay all afternoon

Bottineau Senior Citizen Center

Come and join the fun!

Condolences to Toni Morinville Gredesky (’68) and her family
From Dick Johnson (’68):

Gary and Friends,

        We were saddened to hear of the untimely passing of Jerry Gredesky and would certainly like to send our condolences to Toni and her daughters.

Dick

Bismarck Trip with Mel Kuhn and the Hackman’s
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND

Gary and Friends,

I think the time has come when my only option is to defend myself.  Yes,  we did make a trip to Bismarck and beyond in search of car parts.  Beyond that,  things are quite out of context.  First of all,  if Mel and Larry had color crayons,  they kept them hidden from me.  Secondly,  when the special is ‘two for one burgers–Tuesday’, wouldn’t that mean that two guys get to split one burger?  That’s how I interpreted it.  Have you ever taken 4 hungry hillbillies into a nice restaurant like Ground Round?  I offered to buy lunch as we were driving to Burger King and right NOW,  Mel hits the brakes and wheels into Ground Round.  He and the Hackman boys nearly knocked some old ladies down trying to get in to eat!  The next thing I saw was Mel on the phone calling both of his sons to tell them,  “Get to Ground Round,  Johnson is buying.”  I was rather glad the waiter was an oriental with little knowledge of the English language (true) or he would have been totally freaked out.  The reason the people were looking at us was because the were afraid of getting hit by food that was flying when these hillbillies were eating.  I think the management was so glad I finally got them all out the door that they gave me a special discount for my effort.  Anyway,  that’s my take on it.  Thanks Gary!

Dick

Postings from Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND

Ruby Sivertson
(Born February 8, 1926 – Died March 5, 2015)

Ruby Sivertson, age 89 of Bottineau, died Thursday at a Bottineau hospital. Her funeral will be held on Thursday at 10:00 am at the Grace Lutheran Brethren Church in Bottineau. Visitation will be Wednesday from 10:00 am until 9:00 pm at the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau. Burial will be at the Oak Creek Cemetery in Bottineau.

Ruby Sivertson, a daughter of Henry and Lydia (Brandt) Adams, was born on February 8, 1926 at Kramer, ND. She was reared there and later graduated from Kramer High School. Ruby then worked at the Vinje Department Store in Bottineau. On January 3, 1950, she married Lars Sivertson in the Turtle Mountains. They made their home on the Sivertson Family Farm near Bottineau. She worked for time at the San Haven State Hospital and the Dunseith Community Nursing Home. Lars passed away on September 12, 2010. Later that same year, Ruby moved into the St. Andrew’s Apartments in Bottineau and in 2013 she moved into the St. Andrew’s Hospital.

John Sawchuk, M.D. FAAFP of Cando, North Dakota | 1932 – 2015 | Obituary

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John Sawchuk, M.D. FAAFP

Born: February 18, 1932
Died: March 06, 2015

http://www.dunnigandix.com/home/index.cfm/public:obituaries/view/fh_id/14917/id/2997556

Picture ID
From Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC

Hi    Gary,  The  Greiner  pictures  at  the bottom  of  the  page  is  Simeon  Greiner, and  I  beleive  that’s  his  grandaughter  Karen, daughter  of  Margret, and  Ted  Greiner, and  sister  of  Roger  and  Gary  Greinier.  The  bottom  picture  is  non-other 😉  than  Gary  Greinier  and  Pennie  Kester  on  their  wedding  day, with  Cheryl   Kester  as  maid  of  honor, and   Gary’s  brother  Roger  as  best  man…  Aggie

        Simeon Greiner with his granddaughter Karen Greiner

Gary  Greinier  and  Pennie  Kester  on  their  wedding  day, with  Cheryl   Kester  as maid  of  honor, and   Gary’s  brother  Roger  as  best  man

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Blog (264) posted on October 27, 2008

Folks, I am still waiting for several more replies on the Greiner photo’s before posting the comments that I have gotten along with the names of those in the photo’s.

Reply from Toni Morinville Gredesky (68): 

Lyle, how wonderful of you to share your thoughts and stories about my parents. It means so much

to me. It is true that I was away at college when you “kids” were in high school, but your
description of my parents is so accurate. They cared so much for people and my mom would always
try to help or defend those in trouble. Susan Malaterre remembering that my mom stood up for
Donald doesn’t surprise me.

My parents married in 1938–Mom grew up at Metigoshe and Dad just east of Bottineau. They worked
at the Bottineau Creamery and then started the cream station in Dunseith. The creamery burned down
in 1950 and Dad started the grocery store. They were married 12 long years before I was born and
then had 4 children within 4 years. My dad, always the jokster, said it took 12 years to figure
out how to get it started and 4 to figure out how to stop it. One of my very best friends,
Paulette LaCroix, said that her mother told her that my parents considered her and Henry so lucky
when Paulette was born. My mother was not aware yet that she was pregnant with me.

I, too, remember a wonderful neighborhood growing up. The Campbells, Mongeons, Grimmes, Kesters,
Mellmers, Dick Johnson,etc. all lived so close. Interestly, we often played in Bob and Lee
Hosmer’s yard. I’m sure the ball diamond is probably still etched in the soil. Their girls were
older but they never complained about us playing there. We even played “ante-I-over” over their
kitchen.

We spent a lot of creative time in that neighborhood. We Morinville kids were always putting on
shows or acts. One of my dearest friends, Randi Mongeon, probably remembers when we sang “The
Yellow Rose of Texas” for Bob and Lee and my parents on Hosmer’s patio. It’s probably not
surprising that I direct high school plays and musicals and that my daughter Megan is working on
her M.F.A. in theater. Of course, I have to give Don Johnson credit for nurturing my love of all
kinds of music in high school. He was another adult who had such a heart for young people. He
drove us all over to see various acts. Dick and anyone, do you remember going to see Fred Waring’s
group in Minot and Harry Belafonte’s back-up singers in Bottineau?

Lyle, it is so nice of you to bring my parents back to life. I thank you for your loving care of
my mom. I know that she loved you like her own. I am forwarding your comments to my daughters,
Allison and Megan. They never knew my parents, but are always so interested and ask a lot of
questions. This will be so nice for them.
Love,
Toni Morinville Gredesky

Reply from Carmen Leonard Richard (Rolette): 

I am sure it is just a slip of the tongue but David Slyter said that Floyd died about two years ago. Actually that is Ernest– Floyd is alive and well and today at age 79 he is running his John Deere combine, harvesting sunflowers. He says he will retire when he is old enough !!    You are forgiven David, it is easy to get brothers mixed up.

The picture of Ernest Richard family are: back row–Jim, Lester, LeRoy, Ernie, Larry- center Beatrice–front row–Michael, Diane, Debbie,Peggy,Bradley, Marlene.

Carmen, Actually the mistake was mine for not making the correction. Right after David sent that message, he realized his mistake and ask me to make the corrections before I sent it. He mentioned Floyd twice and I only corrected the first one in his message.  David, I am so sorry for that oversight. It’s nice to hear that Floyd is doing so well at his young age. It’s a funny thing, the older we get, “old” seems to be getting older and older.  Gary

Ernest Richard Family
Back: Jim, Lester, LeRoy, Ernie, Larry
Center: Beatrice
Front: Michael, Diane, Debbie, Peggy, Bradley, Marlene.

Guys, Please correct me if I have labeled this picture wrong.  Gary

Erling Berg Family:
Back: Delores & Erling
Front: Don, Diane, Keith & Curt

Ron Longie, That sure looks like you on the far right. Is this your family photo?

Willie, if this is your family, I’m not sure which one is you?

Which Berube & Kelly families would David and Sharon belong too?

                                    Dunesith High School Class of 1969