8/17/2012 (1571)

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Email exchanges between Gary Stokes and Carol Thompson (’67)
Carol Thompson Gilje (’67):  Kingman AZ
 
Folks,
 
A couple days ago I replied to a Forwarded message of Carol’s. The following is a trail of my conversations with Carol. In the last message she tells me she is a first cousin to Larry Hackman too. I could say poor girl, but on the other hand she is one lucky gal to have the Hackman clan cousins.
 
Gary 
 
 
Hello Carol,
 
Are you related to the Rolette Gilje’s. I have probably asked you this question before.
 
Did your family live in Dunseith or in the country? There are not many Thompson’s in the Dunseith area. When you get into the hills and Bottineau county where there are more Norwegians, there are more Thompson’s.
 
Take care,
 
Gary 
 
 
Hello Gary.
My (x) is John Gilje, son of Ruda & Ingvald Gilje of Rolette.  John’s sister, Lynn was elementary school teacher in Bottineau and retired about 10 years ago & still lives in Bottineau.  
There are 2 sets of Gilje’s in Rolette and they aren’t related to each other.  Guess just took the name of the valley they lived in,  in Norway.
 
My Dad is Stanley Thompson from south of Rolette, just west of the Lutheran Church.  Olaf & Ingaborg were his folks.  He had 4 “wild” brothers & 2 sisters.
My Mother is Julia Kraft, daughter of Alex & Rosina Kraft. They lived on a farm west of Rolette & retired in Rugby.  There were 10 kids in the Kraft family, 6 girls & 4 boys.  They all went to school in Rolette to the 8th grade. The 2 youngest, Rosie & Alex Jr, went to high school in Rugby.  Alex Jr. lives on one farm west of Rolette, just 3 miles from Bill (older brother) & Janet (Fontaine from Dunseith) live on the main farm.
 
My Mom worked at the Crystal Cafe all of my school years.  Was a heck-of-a-waitress.  I was impressed with how she would come out of the kitchen, both arms loaded from shoulders down to her hands.  Lola Poitra, the cook, would pile the plates on and out she’d come. 
Rose McCoy owned the Crystal in “them days.”   She & her son Jimmie lived upstairs.  Ever hear from him?
 
Where is Allan Stokes at?  He was my classmate.  I never get back to N.D.  To busy trying to make a living.  Real Estate has been so tough the last 4 years!   Our area was the worst hit.  Phoenix to Las Vegas, with Kingman in the middle.  It has been gradually picking up, but low prices- back to 1990 prices.  Crazy!
 
Take care and nice talking with you.
Carol Gilje
 
 
Hello Carol,
 
First off, with your permission, I’d love to post your message. I know it will be of interest to a whole lot of our readers.
 
Thank you so much for this quick reply. I am guessing your mother stayed in Dunseith working at the Crystal Cafe when you attended HS there?  It sounds like most of your family is from the Rolette area. Other than for Stanley and Alex Gilje and their nephews Carl Myhre and Bobby Gilje, I didn’t know too many from the Rolette area in my growing up days. I am guessing you are the other Gilje family?
 
Those gals, like your mother, we super waitresses. Seldom did they drop things either with being so load down.
 
Allen, my brother, is in San Diego. He has been living there over 20 years now.
 
Take care,
 
Gary
 
 
Hello Gary,
One bit of information that would tie this all together for you would be that my Mom, Julia and Marion Hackman were sisters.  Marion being the oldest Kraft girl and Mom, next in line.  I grew up living next to my 7 cousins, Tony-Henry-Larry-Clarice-Betty-Rosie & Jeanne. 
We had so much fun. They had the big house & we had the little house behind the Methodist Church.  Hours playing “antie I over” – over our little house, with all the kids in Dunseith.  Don’t know how my Mom stood the thumping on the roof from morning til night. Ha
We had the whole field across the street, behind St. Mary’s to play ball all summer and make snow forts in the winter.  We had alot of fun.
 
For my Freshman year, we moved directly across from the High School, next to Fortune Berube.  Bogaslawski’s lived across the street to the west.  Jim was in my class.  Jim, Allen Houle, Beth Fauske and I went to the Bottineau Forestry after High School. 
I worked in the library with Clarice Hackman, my cousin, from 7th grade to the July before we went to college.  Clarice went on for her degree & is a librarian in Fargo. 
 
Spent alot of time with Mary Anderson, Linda Walters and Sharon Tooke.  Would be nice to see them all again.  Maybe I’ll get up that way again. 
Nice talking with you Gary and take care.
Carol G
 
 
Air assault & rescue over North Vietnam – Bill Hosmer (’48) Lead Pilot.
From Aime Casavant (’66):  Jamestown, ND
 
Gary,

Bill Hosmer and I have been enjoying some communication of our
experiences in the Air Force.  While many of us are aware of Bill
flying with the Thunderbirds, I’m not sure how many know of his
exceptional leadership as a lead pilot with the F-105 Thunderchiefs in
Vietnam and then a second tour in close air support for ground forces
with the F-100.  If one goes to the link http://home.roadrunner.com/~airrescue/articles/thewayhome.html
  there is a written account of a mission over Hanoi that he was the
lead pilot on.

In the Air Force I worked as a crew chief on the F4-C and Bill and I
had a lot to talk about. One plane was assigned to each crew chief and
we performed or coordinated all the ground maintenance on them, ran
engines – did everything but fly.  So the pilots and crew chiefs
worked closely together.  We knew the pilots were subject to a lot of
danger so we felt a great responsibility that planes, aircraft as we
called them were mechaniclly sound and they would not have that issue
to deal with.   Bill sounds like the best, always giving the crew
chiefs compliments for keeping the planes flying. We strapped them in
and did what we called ground launch.  In Vietnam we lost a fourth of
our squadron.  Strapping those pilots in, knowing they were heading
into dangerous skies.  While we worked hard, we did not have the savvy
and skill and nerves of steel like the pilots.

The only other person I know of that flew in Vietnam was LaVerne Rude
(sp?)( married to Carrole Fauske), but there are probably others from
back home.

So I thought I would send the above link if one wanted to read about
Bill’s work in the skies over Vietnam.  It is none other than a story
of bravery.

It occurred to me that often in small and larger towns throughout
North Dakota and the U.S., they have static model of a jet fighter
displayed, usually near the entry to the town.  Three of them off hand
are Hatton, ND with an F-86, Valley City with an F-104 and Jamestown
with an F-86.  Wouldn’t it be great if we could get an F-100, like the
one Bill flew over Dunseith that summer day and put it on static
display to commemorate a part of the towns history?

Aime Casavant

Thank you so much Aime for sharing this with us.
Folks, This is very interesting article with Bill Hosmer being the lead pilot.  Please take the time read.  
Aime, I did not realize you were a crew chief either. You had a lot of responsibilities making sure all was right for the pilots. 
Gary 
 
 
 
Flying over America
Posted by Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI
 
I doubt you have ever seen anything like this one!
Left Double Click Your Mouse on this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=KcuDdPo0WZk
Allen,
 
These pictures are fabulous. Thank you so much for sharing.
 
Gary

8/16/2012 (1570)

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Happy Birthday reply
From Flavia Moraes (DHS ’73):  Sao Paulo, Brazil 
 
Thank you so much, Gary.
Best wishes
Flavia
You are so welcome Flavia.
 
It is amazing how this modern day technology keeps us all connected from all corners of the world. Our communication with you, me and the USA takes in 3 continents. Truly amazing.
 
Gary 
 
 
 
Duane Peterson Memories
From Meryle Hoopman (’74):  Prescott, WI
 
To The Peterson Family
My condolences to the family, the community has lost a great neighbor and friend.  I remember going to dances when I was very young and Duane being the gentleman he was, taught me to dance the polk and waltz.  He always had a smile and a kind word.  I can’t remember him getting angry when Connie and I found ourselves in trouble.  When my mind wonders to my childhood, Duane Peterson, always comes to mind which always brings a smile and warm heart. Duane and family, thanks for the wonderful memories.

Meryle Hoopman
 
 
Duane Peterson – Thank you to Dick Johnson (’68)
From Sharon Peterson Harmsen (’63):  Bismarck, ND
 
Thank you, Dick, for the fine words regarding my Uncle Duane Peterson.  He was, indeed, a fine man.  We were fortunate to have grown up right “next door” in the “hills” and loved being at their home.  The community did come out to embrace his family and it was a wonderful feeling knowing he was so well thought of.   Keep his family in your prayers.
 
Sharon Peterson Harmsen “63
 
 
 
Duane Peterson Memories
From Lyle Olson (’75):   West Fargo, ND
 
Gary:

I echo Dick Johnson’s nice homage to Duane Peterson.  Duane was truly
a man among men.  I fondly remember his visits to my grandparents
(Bill and Mary Metcalfe).  He was treated like royalty by my
grandparents and he held a special place in the hearts of each
Metcalfe child.  You see, my grandmother was Native American and that
seemed to bother some people back then.  However, it never bothered
Duane or Lorraine Peterson.  They were not only the best of neighbors,
they were the best of friends.

I have written before about the house parties my grandparents use to
have.  Like the Strongs, Nerpels and Christiansons, Duane and Lorraine
made quite a few of those parties.  I remember how they would clear
the kitchen of furniture and dance the night away to music from my
mother, Lorraine Metcalfe, and Jack Metcalfe and Ole Bursinger.  As
kids, we watched all this from the vent in the upstairs floor.

A strong man to be sure, I remember the tears in Duane’s eyes when we
laid my Grandmother to rest.  Thereafter, he used to stop and visit my
Grandfather to check on him to make sure all was well.

I have wondered over the years how many times Duane got up in the
middle of cold night to pull someone out of the ditch.  There are
several tricky curves just west of his homestead.  Well, the curves
aren’t all that tricky; that is, unless you have just left the Kelvin
Klinic.  In any event, he pulled me out of the ditch one night.  I was
with Jean Tooke and Darrell Sebelius and we had just left Kelvin and
were headed to a party at Ted Nerpel’s home.  It was bitterly cold and
icy.  I entered one of the aforementioned curves a little too fast and
ended up in the ditch filled to the brim with snow.  A Bergan girl
happened by and gave all three of us a ride to Duane’s house.  Now,
one has to remember that it is about 1:30 in the morning and the
temperature was at least 20 below.  In any event, both Duane and
Lorraine got up.  Lorraine went to making something for us to eat and
Duane started the tractor.  He just kept smiling and shaking his head.
 He pulled my car out and made the comment that he would be willing to
stay there and watch to make sure I made the next curve!!  He laughed
out loud and headed back home.  I stopped back at Duane’s the next day
and brought several packages of deer sausage as I knew he would not
take any money for his services.  Again, he just shook his head and
chuckled, and then went about his chores.

Duane, I dare say, had a great life.  Lorraine, Connie, Mike, Kim and
Karen need to know that Duane had a lasting impact on most he met.
His kind and gentle way should be the way we all approach life and our
interaction with others.

 
 
Neameyer Twins
Reply from Loraine Neameyer Haas (’72):  St. John, ND
 
Hi Gary,
I want to thank Minnie Mary McKay for thanking Loretta and I for the visits but it would not have been us visiting.  We were not born until 1954.  Our twin sisters Ronette and Janet were 11 years old at that time so maybe it was them.
 
Loraine Neameyer Haas
 
 
 
 
Newspaper articles
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
 
 
Clayton Parrill (’72)
 
 
 
Gladys Handeland Abernathey
 
 
 
 

8/15/2012 (1569)

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Happy Birthday Flavia Moraes (DHS ’73): Sao Paulo, Brazil        
         
                               
Note: Flavia was an exchange student living the Campbell family
 
 
 
        Happy Birthday Albert Johnson (DHS ’70): Minnetonka, MN
                                                
 
 
Memories of Loraine and Loretta Neameyer (’72)
From Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (’48):  Renton, WA
 
After all these years, I still appreciate the visits from Loraine and Loretta Neameyer when I was in the Rolla hospital.  That was in April, 1953.  I had had a car accident going to Luba Johnson’s state superintendent of schools office for help in ordering maps.  The Lockhart school didn’t have any.   Anyway, over the next 3 weeks they were frequent visitors.  Thanks so much.
 
 
         Duane Peterson

Comments from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

        The Dunseith community has lost a good friend and neighbor with
the passing of Duane Peterson.  This fact was represented by the
attendance at his funeral where it was standing room only. Duane was one
of those that was the first to respond to a neighbor in need of any kind
of help for any reason.  As far as I know,  he also never had a bad word
to say about anyone.  The world needs lots more people like Duane.  My
condolences go out to the family and the community on the loss of our
friend and neighbor,  Duane Peterson.

Dick

 
 
Bernadette, Literally with her right hand and her left hand.
She would be totally lost without her two helpers (Sisters)
 
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted By Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI
 
 
Why Men Wear Earrings

Did you ever wonder why earrings became so popular with men?

A man is at work one day when he notices that his co-worker is wearing an earring.

The man knows his co-worker to be a normally conservative fellow, and is curious
about his sudden change in “fashion sense”

The man walks up to him and says, “I didn’t know you were into earrings.”

“Don’t make such a big deal, it’s only an earring,” he replies sheepishly.

His friend falls silent for a few minutes, but then his curiosity prods him
to ask,”So, how long have you been wearing one?”

“Ever since my wife found it in my truck.”

I always wondered how this trend got started.

 
 

8/14/2012 (1568)

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Folks,
 
I am going to play pool this morning with some of the guys at a friends house. With that, I am a bit rushed, so I am getting this out earlier than normal.
 
Gary
 
 
 
Dale Evans
Reply from Geri Metcalfe Munro (’59):  Fargo, ND
 
Yep, Dale, you are Toots and Martin’s son alright.  lol  I haven’t seen you since you were just a little kid.
We’re still waiting for you Peterson kids to post pictures from the recent Peterson family gathering…
Geri Metcalfe Munro (daughter of your aunt Ella Evans Metcalfe.
 
 
 
 
DHS Class of 72 reunion – Friday/Saturday, August 10/11, 2012 
Pictures provided by Rose Hohl:  Bottineau, ND & Cebu, Philippines
 
 
 
                          Dave and Marsha Abrahamson: St. John
 
 
 
 
                 Mark and Ann Marie Boppre Perry: Dunseith, ND
 
 
 
                   Larry and Loraine Neamyer Haas: St. John, ND
 
 
Folks,
 
Dr. Gary Wall and I go back a long way. All the way back to Vietnam to be exact. Gary was a Dentist and I a Dental Assistant. We worked together in the same Clinic from July through December 1969.
 
Gary
 
                         Gary and Loretta Neameyer Wall: Bottineau, ND
 
 
 
 

8/13/2012 (1567)

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Duane Peterson Memories
From Kay Hovland (Peterson) Notaro:  Prosser, WA
 
My uncle Duane Peterson,  was a model to me of a real man of character.  Along with aunt Lorraine, he raised a beautiful family and lived his principles.  We miss him and the siblings who have gone before him.Wondering, Gary, if you would add my cousin, Dale Evans, to your emails.  His mom is Mary (Tootsie) Peterson…Duanes sister.  Toots would get the Dunseith news through Dale.  Email:  devans58@Comcast.net.  thanks for the info…my mom, Lucille Peterson, would have loved to read the Dunseith news.

Hello Kay, 
No problem, I already have Dale on our email distribution.
This picture I believe is Dale with your uncle Duane Peterson?
Gary 
 
 
Lorenzo Anderson’s (’63) Wife obituary
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
Marilyn N. Anderson
(August 12, 1946 – August 9, 2012)

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MARILYN NORAINE ANDERSON

Marilyn N. Anderson, age 65 of Bottineau, died on Thursday, August 9, 2012 in a Bottineau hospital. Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, August 15, 2012 at 2:00 P.M. at the Grace Lutheran Church in Bottineau. Burial will be in the Oak Creek Cemetery also in Bottineau. Visitation will be Tuesday beginning at 10:00 A.M. until 9:00 P.M. in the Nero Funeral Home of Bottineau.

Marilyn Noraine Anderson, a daughter of Clifford and Ida (Kamrud) Johnson, was born at Bottineau on August 12, 1946. On December 3, 1965 she was married to Lorenzo Anderson at Bottineau.

She is survived by her husband, Lorenzo, at home; sons Christopher Anderson and his wife Karen, and Cory Anderson and his wife Lisa, both of Bottineau; 3 grandchildren; 1 great-grandchild; a brother, John Johnson of Edmonton, AB; a sister Carmen Thompson of Arden Hills, MN.

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Clifford/Ida Kamrud Johnson (p. 516)

Lorenzo/Marilyn Johnson Anderson (p. 510)

Bottineau High School Class of 1964

 
Fassett Girls Family and Friends Picnic
Posted by Susan Fassett (’65):   Spearfish SD

Saturday Aug 18th. Fassett Girls Family and Friends picnic and gabfest at Crystal and Dale Andersen place. Three miles south of Walhalla ND. Bring a dish to share and whatever you like to drink. Bonfire and singalong in the evening so bring your voice and whatever instrument you play. Fun, fun fun

 
Jim and Donna Mellmer
Message from Jean Tooke Berger (’74): Mandan, ND
 
Happy anniversary Jim and Donna Mellmer
 
 
DHS Class of 72 reunion – Friday/Saturday, August 10/11, 2012 
 
 

8/12/2012 (1566)

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Folks,
 
When Bernadette attended the funeral of her step mother last month, she met her real mothers first cousin whom she had not seen since childhood. In this country, all of your parents first cousins are your Uncles and Aunts, so this is Bernadette’s aunt. She is about 80 years old.
 
Bernadette’s aunt, along with her half sister, her niece and a friend just arrived for a visit. Bernadette knew they were coming, so she has prepared dinner for them.  Bernadette asked me to talk to her aunt while she did some dinner preps. Bernadette said “She knows how to speak English”. Not sure what English she speaks, but it sure isn’t the same English I speak. Luckily Bernadette wasn’t that long in the kitchen.  
 
Gary
 
 
 
Condolences to the Duane Peterson family
From Ivy Eller Robert (’74):  Everett, WA
 

I would like to extend my condolences to Duane  Peterson’s family. I was very sorry to learn of his passing. I have very fond memories of him and his brothers, Bill & Jack, building my folks house back in 71. He was a ‘kick in the pants’, and was always trying to get me in trouble with Dad, which was no trouble at all. That was a great learning experience for me, they taught me a lot about building a house, whether I wanted to learn or not! That summer is a very good memory for me.
 
Ivy Robert
 
 
 
Remembrance of Duane Peterson
From Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
 
Gary
In remembrance of Duane Peterson a good neighbor and friend.
Duane and his brother Bill were the greatest friends and neighbors to the Dietrich and Hackman Families.
 I worked for Duane one summer when I was about 12 years old, putting up hay,
leveling a slew that was burning underground with a old John Deere
that I had to start by opening the petcocks and turning the fly wheel.
He didn’t even get upset when I ran that old John Deere up on a huge boulder,
that left the front wheels of that tractor dangling in the air.
Duane and Bill were pallbearers for almost everyone of my uncles and my dad.
They were great people to know!
My prayers go out to the entire Peterson family.
God Bless You All.
Larry
 
 
 
Condolences to the Duane Peterson family
From Sharon Longie Dana (’73):    MIssoula  MT

 

Condolences to the Peterson Family. My thoughts and prayers are with you all during this difficult time.
Sharon Longie Dana(73)
 
 
 
 
Class of 72 Pictures  
Provided by Rose Hohl:  Bottineau, ND & Cebu Philippines
 
 
Happy 28th Wedding Anniversary Jim (’72) and Donna Mellmer: Mandan, ND      
                                                 
 
 
Class of 72 Picture
Reply from Connie Zorn Landsverk:  Bottineau, ND
 
Almo Pladson is in the top row 2nd from the end dark shirt!!
Loretta Wall is sitting by her twin sister  Lorraine!!
 
 
Class of 72 Picture
Reply from Almo Pladson (’72):  Williston, ND
 
Gary
 
Names and changes for the Class of 72.
Thanks Almo,  I have posted the correct names above the picture posted below. You guys are looking great! I certainly hope, of which I know you did have, a wonderful reunion the past two days.
 
 
DHS Class of 72 reunion – Friday/Saturday, August 10/11, 2012 
 
Back: Don Malaterre, Art Hagen, Jim Mellmer, Dave Abrahamson, Almo Pladson, Joe Murray
Front: Loraine Neameyer Haas, Loretta Neameyer Wall, Myra Henning Halvorson,
Ann Marie Boppre Perry, Linda Johnson Juntunen
 
 
 
                 Mr. & Mrs. Don (’72) Malaterre: Sioux Falls, SD 
 
    Les (Teacher) and Myra Henning (’72) Halvorson: Bottineau, ND
 
 
         (Mr. & Mrs.)  Linda Johnson Juntunen (’72): Perth, ND
 
 
Today’s posting – Rose, the elderly lady who attended college
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
This is yet another version of Rose, the elderly lady who attended college.  I don’t know if any of the versions are true (I doubt it.), but they are excellent stories, so here’s another one. :) ng

 
 
The first day of school, our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.


I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being..


She said, ‘Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?’


I laughed and enthusiastically responded, ‘Of course you may!’ and she gave me a giant squeeze..


‘Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?’ I asked.


She jokingly replied, ‘I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…’


‘No seriously,’ I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.


‘I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!’ she told me.


After class, we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.


We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this ‘time machine’ as she shared her wisdom and experience with me..


Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon.  She easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up, and she revelled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.


At the end of the semester, we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
 
Frustrated, and a little embarrassed, she leaned into the microphone and simply said, ‘I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.’


As we laughed, she cleared her throat and began, ‘ We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.


There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humour every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.


We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!


There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.


If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything, I will turn eighty-eight.


Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change–having no regrets.


The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what they did, but rather for things they did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets..’


She concluded her speech by courageously singing ‘The Rose.’


She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year’s end, Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those months ago.


One week after graduation, Rose died peacefully in her sleep.


Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s never too late to be all you can possibly be
 

8/11/2012 (1565)

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                    Happy birthday Denice Casavant:   Rolette, ND
 
 
 
Happy 94th Birthday to Georgette Bedard Steinmier Nader (DHS ’37):
From Iris Bedard Senechal Knoke Wolvert:  Willow City, ND
 
Hi Gary..Called my Aunt Georgette Bedard..Steinmier..Nader..She is in a nursing home at Rennassaince in the Fox Run Complex at Novi, Michigan. She is still pretty sharp mentally and we had a nice Conversation.  She suffered a stroke about three years ago. It is her 94th Birthday today..I believe she is the last of John Bedards children still with us..Antoinette passed away some time  ago..John Bedard was able to go to Antoinette,s Memorial service the last part of June..in Devils Lake..Attended Emery Carbonneau,s funeral in Bottineau yesterday..The family had a very nice service with the Grand daughters singing, and the songs were well known to all..so the Congregation could join in!!. Enjoy reading the Dunseith news..keep up the good work!!                                                      …Sincerely Iris Bedard Senechal Knoke Wolvert..
 
 
Posted by Neola Kofod Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
Duane Peterson

DUANE LEROY PETERSON

Duane L. Peterson, age 88 of Dunseith, died on Wednesday, August 8, 2012 at his home. Funeral services will be held on Monday at 10:00 A.M. in the St. Michael’s Catholic Church of Dunseith. Burial will be in the Riverside Cemetery also of Dunseith. Visitation will be held on Sunday beginning at 1:00 P.M. until 9:00 P.M. with a prayer service at 6:45 P.M. in the Nero Funeral Home in Bottineau.

Duane LeRoy Peterson, a son of Max and Mary (Awalt) Peterson, was born on May 14, 1924 on the family farm in Rolette County. He was reared in the Turtle Mountains and attended school at the Wetherelt School. After his education he worked at the Peter Carlson home where he made his home until 1945. On December 11, 1945 he entered the US Navy and was honorably discharged on May 13, 1946. Duane returned to the Dunseith area. He spent from 1950 to 1960 as a rock mason at the International Peace Garden. On October 20, 1953 he was married to Lorraine Due at Willow City. Since their marriage Duane and Lorraine live north of Dunseith where they raise cattle, hay and small grains.

He was a member of the St. Michael’s Catholic Church. Duane enjoyed working with his hands finishing Diamond Willow for friends and family.

He is survived by his wife Lorraine at home; a son Mike Peterson of Dunseith; daughters, Connie Lagerquist and Karen Lagerquist both of Dunseith and Kim Brown of Colorado Springs, CO; 10 grandchildren; 5 great-grandchildren; sisters, Vida Hiatt and Doris Bristol both of Bottineau, Shirley Lagerquist of Rugby and Mary Artzer of Renton WA.

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Condolences to the Duane Peterson family
From Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (’48):   Renton, WA

I surely do want to extend my sympathy to the Duane Peterson family.  I have memories of Mrs. Peterson telling about her family at Hillside Rural School.  Duane was one of her older boys and was capable of doing much more than we could—like take care of the barn chores or going to town to do errands for the family.  His mom was a great teacher who read Tom Sawyer to  us with such expression!!  Mental pictures still come to my mind whenever that story is mentioned.

 

 

 

 Lorenzo Anderson’s (’63) wife
Posted by Neola Kofod Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
Marilyn N. Anderson
(August 12, 1946 – August 9, 2012)

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Our condolences are extended to Lorenzo and his family with the passing of Marilyn. I do not have an email address for Lorenzo. The address and phone number I have on file for Lorenzo is.
 
Lorenzo Anderson
10250 County Road 49
Bottineau, ND 58318
(701) 228-3912
 
Gary
 
 
Mel Kuhn’s Birthday
Reply from Larry Hackman (’66):  Bismarck, ND
 
Gary
You can sure tell on that picture that Dick posted yesterday
that Mel is real happy turning into a 60 something.
Is it because he is not all alone again?  Is it because he don’t have buy new dishes, rather then wash the old ones?
It is well known down here in Bismarck that more new dishes are hauled and sold to some old
fellow in the hills then anywhere else in ND.  
Just think most of them old bachelors back in the day use to just wipe their plates clean with a slice of bread when they were done eating.
They would then eat the bread, turn their plate and cup over so the flies couldn’t get at them. 
Next meal they turned them back over and ate off them again and just kept repeating the process every meal. 
Who needed a dish washer?  Mel, I know I got you thinking now?

Happy Birthday Mel and to all the other people out there trying to stay as young as we can.

Larry

DHS Class of 72 reunion – Friday/Saturday, August 10/11, 2012 
 
My Guess – Gary
Back: Don Malaterre, Art Hagen, ??, Dave Abrahamson, ??, ??
Front: Ruby Beston Desjarlais, Loraine Neameyer Haas, Myra Henning Halvorson?, Ann Marie Boppre Perry, Linda Johnson Juntunen

 

 

 

8/10/2012 (1564)

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Laurel Hiatt’s Birthday
 
 
Folk’s
 
I have received word that Laurel Hiatt (’63) has been suffering with some health issues. His 67th Birthday is one week from tomorrow, August 18th.
 
To lift his spirits, let’s all send him a birthday card. I have listed his address below.
 
Note: I will not include this posting in Laurel and Mary’s copy of today’s email blog.
 
Thanks,
 
Gary
 
Laurel Hiatt
9729 20th Ave NE
Bottineau ND 58318

 
  
Happy Birthday Janice LaCroix Kester (DHS ’59): Fargo, ND
                         
                                  
 
 
      Happy Birthday Laurie Brennan: Killdeer, ND
 
 
 
Condolences to the Peterson Family
From Rob Olson (’79):   Walla Walla, WA
 
Gary-I write to pass on my condolences to Lorraine and the Peterson family-a very kind and fun loving family. Duane will be missed for sure.

Rob Olson

 
Condolences to the Peterson Family
From Geri Metcalfe Munro (’59):  Fargo, ND
 
Gary—Thank you for the birthday wishes—I don’t know how you do all that you do, and to think that you keep track of all these pictures you get your hands on.  lol   You have amazing talent and we appreciate you so much.  The cruises you’ve planned have been so very special, and we enjoyed both of those we’ve been on so much.
�
Sorry to hear that Duane Peterson has passed away.  My family has been lifelong friends of the Peterson’s, beginning with Duane’s folks, Max and Mary, who lived with us for awhile when they went to Seattle when I was about three–(-we moved to the farm from Seattle in about 1946 just before Margaret was born.  My uncle, Martin Evans, was married to Mary (Tootsie) Peterson; he passed away when he was about 42 years old, and Mary remarried…I’ve asked their son, Dale, to put some recent Peterson pictures on the blog—or maybe Sharon Peterson Harmsen could do that—what a great family!
Geri Metcalfe Munro ’59
Geri,
 
Thank you so very much for the very kind words coming from a very kind person too, I might add. 
 
Gary
 

 
Emery A. Carbonneau
(September 4, 1926 – August 6, 2012)

 EMERY A. CARBONNEAU Jr.

A Memorial service for Emery A. Carbonneau, Jr., 85, Bottineau, was held at 10 a.m. Thursday, August 9, in the St. Mark’s Catholic Church in Bottineau. Officiating at the service was the Reverend Fr. Paul Schuster. Special music was provided by Aimee Zachrison, April Richter and Laura Carbonneau. Amber Thorenson was the pianist and Judy Allard was the community leader. Gift bearers were Emery’s grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Honorary Pall bearers were all men in attendance at the service. Burial will be in the Tarsus Cemetery.

Emery A. Carbonneau, Jr., son of Emery and Camille (Labrecque) Carbonneau, Sr., was born September 4, 1926, at Tarsus, Bottineau County. He was raised on his grandfather’s original homestead and attended nearby schools. Following his formal education, he began working with his father on the family farm and became a third generation steward of the land. On May 24, 1945, he married Carol E. Watkins in Dunseith which began a 67-year romance. He had a passion for his family and enjoyed spending time with his children and grandchildren, whether riding on snowmobiles and farm equipment, or relaxing at the family cabin on Lake Metigoshe. He was also an exceptional machinist and there was very little he could not build or improve upon. His ability to make parts and repair machinery enabled him to lend a helping hand to his many friends and neighbors. Emery retired from farming in 1982. He and Carol moved to Bottineau in 2007 where the couple resided until his death.

He was a member of St Mark’s Catholic Church in Bottineau, the St. Mark’s Cemetery Board and the Lordsburg Township Board. He was chairman of the Bottineau County Weed Board for 15 years and was a member of the North Dakota Weed Board. Emery was also an honorary lifetime member of the Future Farmers of America and the Overly Snowmobile Club.

Emery passed away on Monday, August 6, 2012 at the Bottineau Good Samaritan Center.

He is survived by his wife Carol of Bottineau; son Charles (Sharon) Carbonneau of Watertown, SD; daughter Ann (David) O’Connell of Bottineau; grandchildren Scott (Laura) Carbonneau of Pierre, SD; Aimee (Dayne) Zachrison of Valley City; April (Mike) Richter of Warroad, MN; Michael (Molly) Carbonneau of Sartell, MN; and Ben (Kate) Johnson of Round Rock, TX; 15 great-grandchildren; sisters Rita Anderson of Fargo and Cecile Marchand of Kenosha, WI.

Eleanor Metcalfe Nerpel (Kenny and Kathy’s Mother) Story  –  “Counting Chickens”

 

 
Posted by Vicky Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND

Gary and friends,

During the summer months, l enjoy visiting; “My 2 Eleanors” at Rugby’s Haaland Home. I go to one room then up the hall  to the other.

In the month of July, a lesson was reinforced from both Eleanor’s.

“Some people view an inheritance as receiving money.”  But, Inheritance can take other forms. Perhaps it’s  a family heirloom, it may be a cherished token, Or, possibly, a story.

 

“Counting Chickens & Making Amends, the Lesson From Daddy”

a story from the sweet memories of  Eleanor Rose Metcalfe Nerpel

Sunday, July 8, 2012

 Eleanor Rose Metcalfe and little sister Alice, were excited to receive baby chicks from a neighbor.  Each girl had her own separate box to keep her chicks separate from the others.  And how they loved their gift.

Every morning, Eleanor would rise, shine and run to look her little flock to see how much they’d grown during the night.  Eleanor, was now a big girl going to Hillside School where she enjoyed learning.

 

One sunny morning, Eleanor ran to count her chicks, she discovered one chick was so very still among the lively chirping peepers.  Instinctively,  a complete, quiet, understanding came over  her, and she knew what  she had to achieve.

 

She’d seen with her own eyes how this task was done. Her father would dispose of dead animals by burial in the manure pile. Eleanor ran to find the barn shovel, dug a hole, carried the little body and buried her chick.

 

After the solo barnyard burial, she walked back to the chicken house. While Eleanor looked down, counting her remaining chicks, she glanced across at Alice’s  box of chicks. 

 

One thought “Alice has more chicks than I.”……..And, a very strange, overwhelming  emotion.   Other thoughts followed, “ Alice is a baby”.  “Alice is not in school.” “Alice can’t count!“

 

 Without hesitation, Eleanor carefully reached into the other box, picked up one of Alice’s chicks and placed it in her chicken box with other thoughts,  “Alice will never know.”  “No one knows that one of my chicks died but me.”

 

Shortly after, Eleanor’s daddy called to her to come into the house.   She entered a room to find her father sitting at table.   Her father, “Young Bill Metcalfe”, so familiar, with his shock of hair, blue eyes, blue shirt with the bands around his arms above the elbow, his worn blue overalls, and his boots.

 

Her Daddy was reading the Bible.  He didn’t look up.  He read aloud a passage.  As she listened, felt a warmth rise up from her chest up through her neck, a heat that expanded and flooded her face.  She began to understand the error of her morning action of counting Alice’s chick as her own

 

Her father knew! 

Her daddy, William Bryan Metcalfe had seen. He did not scold her. He did not punish her.  He just looked into her eyes and she knew what she needed to do.  The answer was in the verses he’d read.

 

Remorsefully, heavy feet took her out to the chicken coop.  She went to her box and with longing looked at her little flock and counted her chicks. 

 

 Eleanor carefully reached down for the chick she had taken from little Alice and placed it back where it come from.  With trepidation she counted her little flock mournfully, and with resolve, reached in took one of her remaining chicks, gazed at it with remorse, and placed it with Alice’s flock. 

Thank you Eleanor, for allowing me to write your story which you shared so freely, with your cousins on our July 8, 2012 visit.  My sister, Nancy, her Granddaughter Ashanty, and I truly enjoy and will cherish this inheritance of a story-gift from you. Fondly, Vickie

 

 

 

 

 

Mel Kuhn’s (’70) 60th Birthday party

 

Posted by Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND

 

 

 

Gary and Friends,      Tonight a few of us got together at Mel and Kathy Kuhn’s place to
watch Ol’ Mel turn 60.  Before the night was over,  you could see the
change.  By the time we were done eating the good steaks he grilled for
us,  he really looked much older than he did when we arrived.  That 60
number really hit him hard.  I’m sure glad I’m not 60!  Right Mel?�
Thanks Gary!

Dick

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lori Gottbreht delevers her 9th Grandchild

 

Posting/picture from Evie Gottbreht (’65):  Irvine, CA

 

 

 

Hi Gary, 

Our sister Lori in San Antonio delivered her ninth grandchild this week when the midwife was a few minutes late….both look beautiful moments later.
Evie Gottbreht Pilkington
Note: Evie, I don’t have Lori in my Records. Is she your younger sister? 
Congratulations.
Gary

 

 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Evie Gottbreht (’65):  Irvine, CA
 
It’s hot…I need a laugh!  This might be just for you I am not sure if short video is possible

on the blog……the older I get the more I like these senior jokes…..what up with that!

Evie

 
It pays to be patient!

This is a great one…watch the air bag

A lady was videotaping her son riding a skate board when her attention switched to an old woman trying to cross the street.
You can hear the lady who is doing the taping giggling as she records the event.
The video is a quick one… but you’ll probably watch it more than once

http://dave6.posterous.com/dont-honk-at-old-people

“Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have”

 
 

8/9/2012 (1563)

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Happy Birthday Geri Metcalfe Munro (DHS ’59):  Fargo, ND

 
 

Obituaries

Duane Peterson
(May 14, 1924 – August 8, 2012)

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DUANE PETERSON

Duane Peterson, age 88 of Dunseith, died on Wednesday, August 8, 2012 at his home.

Our condolences are with Lorraine and her family with the passing of Duane.

Gary
 
Reply from Bill Hosmer (’48): Tucson, AZ
 
Gary,  It was wonderful to see the post by Minnie Mary Mckay Merrill.  At one of our Dunseith celebrations
she was in attendance, and she was sometimes on horse back with a cowgirl hat , with her blond hair bouncing about as she rode around town and probably in one of the parades.  It’s wonderful to know she is still watching
airplanes and boats. In high school she didn’t pay much attention to me, but neither did anyone else. So it is.
Bill Hosmer  ’48
 
 
Donna Jean Tweten Fugere’s Memory of the Thunderbirds
Posted by  Kim Fugere Ogilvie:  Renton, WA 

Hello All,

This is a memory of the Thunderbirds from my Mom, Donna Jean Tweten Fugere.

Everyone’s comments about Bill Hosmer brought back great memories for me about

the day the Thunderbirds flew over Dunseith.  I know you kids have heard Dad & I talk

about that day many times.  I guess the reason we talked about it so much is because

that had to be one of the best days of our lives.

 

I remember I was working at the garage that day (bookkeeping) when the Thunderbirds

flew over.  What a thrill that was!!! I can’t begin to tell you how it made us feel. I can’t even

describe it. I do remember Dad & I ducking down & when we looked up we could see the

underside of the planes & when we talked about it after we both said we felt like we could

have reached right up & touched  those planes.

 

I just had to share those memories with all of you, once more.

 

Love, Mom 

PS. Jeremy, Do you happen to remember having your picture

taken with Bill Hosmer, at a celebration in Dunseith. Maybe you

were too young to remember that ?

 Jeremy is my youngest Brother who also lives here in Renton, WA

Kim (Fugere) Ogilvie

 

8/8/2012 (1562)

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Happy birthday Mel Kuhn (DHS ’70): St. John, ND
    
                          
 
Obituaries
Emery A. Carbonneau
(September 4, 1926 – August 6, 2012)
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I was so surprised to see this posting of Emery’s passing. Our sincere condolences are with Carol and her family with his passing.
 
Gary
 
 
Peace Garden Memories
Form Sybil Johnson:  Chippewa Falls, Wi.
 
 remember the Peace Gardens, very well. I had never heard of them, before I met Augie and he took me to Dunseith. From that time forward, I made many trips to the Peace Gardens; for its
beauty and tranquility. I am also amzed, just how many people dont know about the Peace Gardens. We use to go up there and have family picnics. Just to get away from Minot, I use to
get in my car and just drive up there and after a couple of hours, drive back to Minot. I have a few pictures of Axel (my father-in-law) and Augie, sitting at the table at the little drive-in. What was always amazing, was the FLORAL CLOCK. It was so beautiful, sitting back in the little mound.

Remembering those GARDENS,  I wonder what the rest of the world would be like, if they took the same effort, that Canada and the United States did in the 1950s. If we and Canada can do it, then I think rest of the world could do the same thing.

Sybil Johnson(grandma-great2007@mail.com)

 
 
Bill Hosmer
From Minnie Mary McKay Merrill (’48):  Renton, WA
 
Hi Gary and all who read this blog,  Yesterday, the Blue Angels did their yearly show in conjunction with SeaFair in Seattle.  The Hydroplanes also raced on Lake Washington.  I always think of Bill Hosmer when we see and hear those planes go over.  This year we were invited to Eric’s (my second son) mother-in-law’s house who is in the direct path of the planes.  We went to the roof, and let me tell you, those planes were close.   The day my daughter, Meghan, got married 19 years ago which was SeaFair weekend, the Blue Angels flew over the outdoor wedding site just before the ceremony–not that they knew a wedding was going on or that we had any connection with them.
 
When I was a student at Dunseith High, Bill was in the same class.  He sat across from me in different classes, but my memory does not pull up much more than that he was a very good student.
Minnie Mary McKay Merrill
 
 
Reply to Bill Hosmer
From Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

         Thanks to Bill Hosmer for the story of his dancing days at the
old Dunseith City Hall.  It really brought back good memories for me as
I’m sure it did for most readers on the blog.  Great job BIll.  Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
Reply to Bill Hosmer with picture
From Kim Fugere Ogilvie:  Renton, WA

WOW…what a great memory you have Bill…you are quite the story teller.

You made me laugh and cry at the same time…

Thank you so much for taking the time to do this…my family and I are sure having fun reading these stories!!

We had the Blue Angels here in Seattle over the weekend…it sure is exciting when they are here.  They flew over our house quite a few times.

What a fascinating career you had…it’s been fun to read the stories about you on this blog and I am going to try and purchase the book by Lowell Peterson. 

On another note, I have attached a picture that I was wondering if anyone had any information about.  My Grandfather Arthur Fugere is the 2nd boy on the left of the woman in the picture.  We also think that the boy on the far right of the picture is Art’s Brother Louie Fugere.  This picture has been in our family but we’re not sure of the particulars of the event.  Any help would be appreciated.

Sincerely,

Kim (Fugere) Ogilvie

Renton, Washington 

Art Fugere is the 2nd Boy from the Teacher’s left and not sure if Louie is the Boy in the far right of the picture

 
 

8/7/2012 (1561)

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Dale, Darrel and Duane Fugere – Virgil Sebelius – Dancing
Reply from Bill Hosmer (’48): Tucson, AZ
 
Gary and All on this blog. There has been so many things on our site recently which triggered
a bevy of memories about my early years in Dunseith. Our house was just kitty corner across the street
from the building called “City Hall”.  I remember as it was being built that in the summer time before the upper
structure was completed, people were dancing in the open air and I sat in my front yard and watched.  In the morning I would pick up the empty bottles in the ditch by our yard and get a penny a piece.  Later, when the
City Hall was completed and I was starting to get interested in “DANCING” I told my mother I wanted to go
and dance, but did not know how to do it.  Mom turned on the radio and positioned me to dance and guided me
through a few steps in our kitchen. The song was “Whispering”.  I went to the dance hall and gave John Awalt my dollar, got my hand stamped in ink that lasted a month, and walked onto the dance floor.  I stood around and waited for “Whispering” to be played by Bun Batson and his group from Rolla.  While I was waiting I mingled with the likes of some farm kids all spruced up in their white starched shirts, turned up at the cuff two times. They were Dale, Darrel, and Duane Fugere.  I thought they were the toughest guys off the farm I ever saw.  Also there was another guy named Virgil Sebelious who could do one armed chins on that
bar which was inside the main door of the dance hall.  Hell, I was just beginning to realize the attributes of
the farm boys who came to town and bedazzled all the girls we town guys were trying to impress. I stuck around and waited for “Whispering” which never happened.  Later on I became aware of the fact that you
could dance to different tunes with the same  “two step”.  Damn, dancing always has been a challenge.

Anyway, to make a story a little longer, I waited all evening to have the band play “Whispering”, which never
happened, so I never did a dance.
 
Later on, like maybe like maybe 35 years later I was the commander of an Air Force outfit here in Arizona
My wife, Pat, who has now passed away, and I were at a dance at the air base.  There was a band and a
dance floor. She noticed that they were playing ” Whispering” and said that we should dance to that first
song of my dancing career. So we did.  That damned band played “Whispering” for 30 minutes and all the women in the outfit cut in and made me dance my feet off to that song for longer than I wanted. But you know, I can dance to that song in my sleep. And sometimes I do just that.  

  In any case, the simple things in life that happened in Dunseith stay with me, and I’m approaching the age
of 82, and that is something way beyond my early expectations.  I used to fly with a guy, who is gone now, who used to say,  “Hoz, if we live to be older than 40, we haven”t been doing our job… I did not agree with
him, and he lived to be 75.  So  there it is.   Bill Hosmer

 
Bill,
 
With today being a light day and with so many folks having been added to our distribution in the past several years, the following deserves a re-run.
 
Folks, In the early 60’s Bill and his Thunderbird team, on their way to do performances at some of the larger cities, did several shows (fly overs) over Dunseith. The following is some of the comments of those shows and once we had Bill on line, his comments that follow.
 
Following his stint with the Thunderbirds, Bill was the lead pilot for many bombing raids over North Vietnam.  Many of the planes in his squadron were shot down and pilots taken prisoners with these raids.  Bill is featured numerous times in a book titled “The Birds Were Silver Then”,  by Lowell Peterson.
 
Bill, you are truly one of our home town hero’s and a very modest one too.
 
Gary 
 
 
Thunderbird stories Previously posted
 
 
Dunseith Thunderbird stories posted on 12/27/2007 With Bill’s reply that follows
 
 

Bill Hosmer,

I thought I’d share with you and the Dunseith Alumni some of the memories that folks have of you and the famous Thunderbirds.  I’ve attached a few messages that our class of 65 generated this last April when our subject of discussion for the day was you and those planes performing over Dunseith.  Last winter our class members would have, almost live discussions, on various topics and this was one of them.

 

The first message I just received yesterday from Ron Longie also from our class of 65.  All the other messages down to Deb Morinville’s were generated last April.

 

 

Ron Longie’s reply to Bill Hosmer:

Gary,

I truly enjoyed reading Bill Hosmers email, the memories came flooding back about the old skating rink sitting in the warm up shed retying skates, warming hands and feet what a memory. I thank you Bill for the trip down memory lane, and I also like Bill Grimme remember the pass over of the jets what a day. Thanks again for all the names of people that I had forgotten.

                                                                   Ron Longie


 
On 4/23/07, Gary Stokes  wrote:

 Larry, Again you are a wonderful writer and story teller.
 Colette, I think your Uncle Bill Hosmer was part of these Thunderbird  shows
 that Larry is talking about.

 
 Wonderful story from Larry Hackman

 Gary & Bill & Paul

 Did you read about the Blue Angle pilot crashing yesterday and getting
 killed at a flight demonstration. That brought back a memory when the
 Thunderbirds would come and fly over Dunseith.  They would fly over and  do a
 few maneuvers usually about once a summer or when ever they were in the
 area.  I remember they would come right down main street what seemed as low
 as tree top high.  The street lights would start rattling and the next  thing
 that happened was there was five jets following each other right down main
 street. It really made you stop what ever you were doing and pay
 attention.  If I remember correctly is that they would even break the
sound
 berrier a few times just to make sure that everyone would come out of their
 houses to watch the show.  That was still legal in them days,(You know,  way
 back when). Mostly I think it was to get the Hosmer families
 attention. Colette’s uncle was one of the pilots if I remember correctly.
 Then for the closing of their demonstration they would come flying down main
 from the north end of town. They would come so low and so fast that the  top
 of street light poles would be sucked in and touch, creating arches from  one
 end of main to the other end.  They would have to have the fire dept. go  out
 the next day with the ladder truck to streighten the poles back out.  I
 always thought the town  would have looked better with the arches, and
 really would have looked good at Christmas.  You know with the arches
 decorated with Christmas lights and such. It really would have created a
 amazing sight in the dark of night. If you can emagine.  You know, that  is a
 helluva idea for the street dance during the reunion. You can just  emagine
 everyone doing the snake dance (or is that crack the whip) down main  under
 the arches.  Maybe someone ought to pass that idea onto someone.  But I
 think Colette’s uncle retired. Its really to bad about that Blue Angel
 Pilot.  We must all say a prayer for the well being of his family.
 You all take care and smile,

 larry

 
 
Colette Hosmers reply:
 Gary and Larry,

 Great memories.  Actually, Bill was my cousin — my Uncle Jack
 Hosmer’s oldest son.  Bill and his wife, Pat, have a cabin at Lake
 Metigoshe and have spent the summers there for years now.  Bill still
 tells great stories about those days. One was that Uncle Jack had to
 walk down to Casey Sine’s store the next morning to offer an apology.
 Casey got skinned up when he “hit the asphalt” as the jets thundered
 down main street at the end of their performance.

 Larry – I also like the idea of the arched street lights.

 Colette

 
 
Allen Richard’s Reply:
 
Bill Hosmer, one of Jack Hosmer’s older sons was a pilot with the Air Force Thunderbirds in the 60’s.  They were performing at the Minot Air Base and did an impromptu short show above Dunseith Min street.  I was mowing hay in a road ditch along Highway 3– Getting buzzed by an F-100  (yeah that is what they flew back then)  at 500 mph is a true religious experience.
 
By the way, after Bill Hosmer left the he did some test pilot work and demonstrations for Cessna–Great guy and fun to talk with.  Last I saw him he was living @Lake Metigoshe  God — been gone so long I forgot how to spell it!  Anyway Collette or Jess might know his whereabouts.
 
 
Bill Grimme’s reply:

Great stuff! The Thunderbirds were a big part of our younger days. I
remember hearing rumors that there might be a flyover (I’m sure an official
announcement would not have been allowed). Seems like it always corresponded
with some event at Minot AFB. We would wait in anticipation on the day and
still be surprised when the Thunderbirds made the first pass. Cakes fell,
kids and adults ran outside, Brownie cameras were pointed to the sky (doubt
that the pictures turned out) and, as Colette has shared, Dunseith citizens
skinning their knees when they hit the deck. What a day!

Here is a good link to the Thunderbird history. Colette’s cousin is
prominent in the article.

Bill
http://www.usafthunderbirds.com/history.html

 
 
Colette’s Hosmer’s reply:
Hey Bill,

 I replied to the Thunderbird story before I read your e-mail.
 So….one real live account of a “man” actually hitting the deck.
 Another one was Jimmy McKoy.  He was up on the roof of the Crystal
 Cafe to get a better view of the show.  He swore, that when the planes
 came down main street, if he wouldn’t have flattened out he would have been hit!

 Colette

 
 
Susan Fassett’s reply:

The story I remember is that a lot of the older folks in town thought we were being attacked by the Russians when the planes came flying so low over the town.  I remember standing in the alley behind our house and you could see the pilots in the planes very clearly,  as low as they were.  It was a real treat for us small town kids.   Susan

 
 
Message I got yesterday from Deb Morinville Marmon:
Dear Gary,
 
Merry Christmas!! Are you overwhelmed yet? My goodness, this list is taking on a life of it’s own!
 
My mom, Frances Morinville used to tell this story of the day the “Thunderbirds” came to town (pretty much unannounced)
 
Back in those days the big threat to the USA was the USSR.  Everyone talked about the “communists”. Mom and Dad talked about them so much I came to think I could identify one if they walked down the street kind of like a Martian or other alien. Anyway, Mom said that one of the jets came really low right over main street.  The door opened at the store and an elderly woman came in, white as a sheet.  Mom got her sat down in the chair by the window and after she could catch her breath she said “I think the communists are attacking!”  Mom told that story for years, she got such a kick out of it. I also remember forming a caravan to the Minot Air Base to watch the air show. It was one of the thrills of my childhood years.  Thanks Bill, for the joy of those days and also for your service to our country.
 
Merry Christmas to all my old “homies”
 
Deb Morinville Marmon
 
Bill Hosmer’s comments & Reply: Thunderbirds

       Thank you for taking the time to comment on that brief period of
time in a long life.   The flattery I’m experiencing is a gift from
you all, and that is important to me.  By the way I answered a
direct mailing from Susan Fassett, so she was not included in this
series of observations and impressions response.

      Just to clarify a couple of impressions, we did not do any
supersonic maneuvers.  The explosive sound that was heard was in all
likelihood, the afterburner which is a loud and sudden explosive
acceleration which that engine incorporated.  The solo pilots used
it more than us working guys in the formation, although it’s
possible anytime.  On one of the South American shows we did in 1961
the President of Paraguay asked our lead to do a supersonic pass.
He explained that the shock wave might possibly break many windows
in the air terminal.  The president said, “This is my country, and
those are my windows”. So the leader had the solo to open the show
with a boom.  No windows were broken, but they had alot of tape
helping to withstand the shock.

       What caused KC Sine to fall was not in the plan, but it happened
like this:   As lead headed us toward Minot, I asked him permission
to do a slow pass down main street. I wanted to see if my folks
were at our store on main street.  I was low and very slow with my
landing gear down. Unknown to me the other wing man pulled out of
the formation, got behind me a good distance then lit the
afterburner, accelerated to nearly 500knots, flew UNDER me as we
passed the bank on the corner.  KC explained to me when Dad and I
went to apologize, he had that masterful fast paced dialogue with a
little swearing going on, telling me, that fast one was going to
kill him  right in front of his store,etc, etc, then he ended his
tirade, he said, “hey kid, wanna banana?”  I’d heard that many
years before that Sept day in 1961. What a piece of work that man
was.

        There are Thunderbird reunions every other year in Las Vegas where
we get together with us oldtimers, and all the teams before and
after us, and are treated to a private air show by the current
team in their beautiful F-16 aircraft at Nellis AFB.  This year it
was last month. The number of attendees from our earlier teams are
less and less, but it is like being in Dunseith at our famous
100th and125th Celebrations to see all the generations in
attendance, to give the heart a tug, and the mind a blast of
afterburner.

        I did eject from the airplane I flew to ND about two weeks after
we had been there.  It was not at a show, but during our arrival
maneuvers at a Navy Base in Rhode Island, I had the engine quit
running, tried some emergency airstarts, tried to position the
bird to make a dead stick (engine out) pattern, but was too low,
so ejected without injury, and flew the spare airplane in the show
the next day. The other one exploded in an empty field with no
damage to anything on the ground, except the dirt.   I landed in a
tree and I was not as good a tree climber as I was down at Willow
Creek, but shoot.

        I’m hoping someone can figure out the best way to get us in
computer contact on a regular basis.  I can contribute $$, but my
brain power is limited.

          Cheers and Happy New Year to you all, and thank you from my
heart. Bill Hosmer

 

8-6-2012 (1560)

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Reply to Happy birthday message
From Tina Pladson Bullinger (’78):  Bottineau, ND
 
Thanks Gary!!
You are so welcome Tina. Hope you had a good one.  Gary
 
 
 
Reply to yesterday’s Blog
From Dale Pritchard (’64): Leesville, LA

Gary,

Teri Vandal.  Would this pretty young lady be Mike and Sandra’s daughter?

Tina.  I know who this pretty young lady is.  Prior to seeing you in Bottineau a couple years ago, the last time was when you were maybe 7 years old.  You have done well, Tina, as have the rest of your family.

Gary, you are right on the “H” International memories.  One of those was part of my life from about 7 or 8 years old until 1994 when I was – well, somewhat older.  We also had a smaller Case tractor somewhat larger than a Ford of that time.  They were both workhorses that only quit for gas.  I remember one time when we were putting up the hay at Long Lake.  I left home at 7:00 in the morning with some lunch and a full tank of gas (5 gallons) in the Case.  I spent the forenoon mowing one field and the afternoon raking another.  At 6:00 on the way home, the Case ran out of gas between home and Clarence Hagen’s and left me with a half mile walk.  They both sold at the estate sale after my Dad passed away. 

Dale

Yes Dale, Teri Zeiler Vandal is Mike and Sandra’s daughter. You guessed it right.
 
 
 
Reply from Kim Fugere Ogilive:   Renton, WA

Thank you Carmen for the post about our families relationship…I know that my siblings and I have always thought of you and Floyd as our Aunt & Uncle and I know that you both mean a lot to our parents.  Every summer when we came to ND for a visit we couldn’t wait to visit your farm. 

Also, a shout out to Allen Richard & Dick Johnson for taking the time to share their stories about my Dad…it really means a lot to me!!

My Dad’s been gone for 7 years now and I still miss him terribly.

 –Kim Fugere Ogilvie

 
 
Stone Church 
Reply from Diane Larson Sjol (’70):  Minot, ND

About the Stone Church in Dunseith….when we were little kids, we used to go and play with the Morinville’s or visit our cousins the Hosmers and go and play on the steps of the Methodist Stone Church….it is a landmark of Dunseith and the great times we had there as kids.

Diane

 
 
Penny Postcards
From Brenda Hoffman (‘DHS 68):
 

What did your town look like according to Penny Postcards?
Check out your old stomping grounds during the times of the penny postcard.
Click on the state and then on the county name to see old penny picture postcards from that area. 

Click here>> Penny Postcards

 
 
Peace Garden
Posting from Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND.
 
 
 
 
Posting of the day
From Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61):  Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND
 
SMALL TOWNS

Those who grew up in small towns (or on the farm) in the 50’s or 60’s will laugh, and relate, when they read this.Those who didn’t, will be in disbelief and won’t understand how true it is.

1) You can name everyone you graduated with.

2) You know what 4-H/FFA means.

3) You went to parties at a pasture, barn, gravel pit, river bank  or in the middle of a dirt road. On Monday you could always tell who was at the party because of the scratches on their legs from running through the woods when  the party was busted. 

4) You used to “drag/cruise” Main St. or the Highway.

5) It was cool to date somebody from the neighboring town.

6) The whole  school went to the same party after graduation.

7) You didn’t give directions by street names but rather by references.

Turn by Nelson’s house, go 2 blocks to Anderson’s, and it’s four houses left of the track field.

8)The golf course had only 9 holes.

9) You couldn’t help but date a friend’s ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.

10) Your car stayed filthy because of the dirt roads, and you will never own a dark vehicle for this reason.

11) The town next to you was considered ‘trashy’ or ‘snooty,’ but  was 

actually just like your town.

12) You referred to anyone with a house newer than 1950 as the ‘rich’ people.

13) The people in the ‘big city’ dressed funny, and then you picked up the trend 2 years  later.

14) Anyone you wanted could be found at the local gas station, the dairy bar, or pool hall.

15) You saw at least one friend a week driving a tractor through town or one of your friends driving a grain truck to school occasionally.

16) The coach suggested you haul hay for the summer to get stronger.

17) Directions were given using THE stop light as a reference. What

stop light?  Not one in our small town.

18) When you decided to walk somewhere, 5 people would pull over and ask if you wanted a ride.

19) Your teachers called you by your older siblings’ names.

20) Your teachers remembered when they taught your parents.

21) You could charge at any local store or write checks without  any ID.

22) There was no McDonalds.  But we had the Clara’s cafe.

23) The closest city was an hour away.

24) Most people used reel type/push lawn mowers.

25) You’ve pee’d in a wheat field/cornfield/hayfield/barn lot.

26) You  probably started driving a tractor to plow/disc/etc. by the time you were 10 years old.

27) Most people went by a nickname.

28) The guys kept their guns in the car/truck so they could go hunting after school.

29) They had been hunting with a gun since they were 7 years old.

30) The car/truck you drove belonged to dad and was probably the only family vehicle besides the tractor and grain truck.

31) Eight out of ten high school boys, could tune a car’s engine; four out of ten could rebuild that engine.

32) There was a huge crowd in town on Saturday night.

33) Farmers could actually “trade” their eggs/milk/cream/chickens for groceries and other goods at some of the local stores.

34)  You had heard of but not yet seen a TV program.

35) You laughed your butt off reading this because you know it  is true.

And, you forward it to everyone you know who may have lived in a small  town so they can laugh ,too.

I would not have wanted to have been raised any other way!!! 

It was “the best”!

 

8/5/2012 (1559)

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               Happy Birthday Tina Pladson Bullinger (’78): Bottineau, ND                                           jtbullin@utma.com

 
Dales Fugere’s relationship ties to the Richard’s
Reply from Carmen Richard:  Rolette, ND
 
Reply to Allen Richard–Dale’s grandmother- Rebecca Greenwood  Fugere and Floyd ,Stella and Art’s grandmother- Aglae Greenwood  Richard -were sisters.
Thanks Carmen,
 
That would make Dale Fugere a 2nd cousin to Floyd, Stella and Art Richard.  Not really that distant.  Pretty close relationship. 
 
Gary
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This “H” International Farmall should bring back a few memories. 
 
 
 

8/4/2912 (1558)

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Happy Birthday Pam Wenstad Lane (DHS ’78): Dunseith, ND
                 
                                      
 
Belated Happy birthday’s to 1967 class mates ( Allen Stokes, Joan LaCroix and Carol Pritchard)
From Patti Metcalfe (’67):  Dunseith, ND
 
A belated Happy birthday to my classmates of 1967. Allen, Joan, and Carol! 
Seems like yesterday we were walking the halls of good old DHS.
I retired a year ago and am totally enjoying it.
 
 
Dunseith Stone Church
Question from Blanch Wicks Schley (’42):  Grand Forks, ND
 
What is the history on the stone church in Dunseith?  In the ’30’s. we lived in Dunseith and attended there as Methodists.
I remember that at one point, the pastor lived in Dunseith and later, the Rolla and Dunseith churches were served by a pastor living in Rolla.  Rutledge was the pastor who served the Dunseith Methoist congregation and Lindstrom lived in Rolla.  He officiated at my sister, Marjorie’s funeral (Born April 24, 1914 – Died March 4, 1934). It is interesting that the building is still the home of a church group.
 
Blanch,
 
You have a remarkable memory to remember this level of detail nearly 70 years ago. You are to be commended. I included the birth and death dates of your sister Marjorie too. Is she buried at Little Prairie?
 
Below, I have included a picture of the Stone Church. What a beautiful building.
 
Gary
 
 
 
Dale Fugere
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

      In response to Kim Fugere Ogilvie’s request for stories of her
dad,  Dale Fugere,  I have one that I can pass along.   When I was
probably around 5 or 6 years old,  Patty Fassett and I were going to go
the the old skating rink by the city hall to do a little afternoon
skating.  We put our skates on and headed out on the ice and pretty soon
realized our skates were a bit dull and were not biting on the ice very
well.  Patty said she thought we should go and find someone who could
sharpen them.  I knew Dale Fugere had a grindstone over at his shop.
This was before he was at the Stone Garage and was in a shop on the
south end of the block where the Dunseith Nursing Home is now located.
Billy Lawrence’s blacksmith shop was on the northwest corner and Dale’s
shop was on the southwest corner of the same lot.  We took off our
skates and headed over to see if Dale would sharpen them for us.  He had
someone there and was working on the guy’s vehicle but said it would
take just a minute to sharpen our skates so the guy said to go ahead.
Dale sharpened both sets and then we asked him how much it costs to do
that?—little kids!  He just stood there for a couple seconds and
thought and then said,   “You can give me a little kiss right here on
the cheek and we will call it paid.”  He was talking to Patty but I
thought,  “OH NO,  I don’t want to kiss Dale!”  She gave him a peck on
the cheek and Dale said,  “There,  your both paid.”  Whew, lucky me.  We
headed back to the rink with sharp skates.

     Dale’s portable fish house was built from a cut off ’49-’50 Hudson
four door car.  The engine and front fenders had been removed and the
frame V’d in to make a hitch on the front.  He took out the interior and
made some holes in the floor to ice fish through. It was painted dark
blue.  I wasn’t real old but was sure impressed with his invention.  He
was over at the Stone Garage when he made this rig and he had it parked
across the street to the south in the open area behind the Corner Bar.
I used to stop and look it over on my way to school.  I have no idea
where it went after that.  It was a cool rig,  I do remember that.
Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
Dale Fugere
Reply from Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI.
 

I remember the Casavant boys and me going to the bakery for our 3 Bismark for a quarter noon lunch and stopping by Dale’s to play ping pong and finish our lunch. 
 
Dale was one helova mechanic.  I’m some how related to the Fugeres.  Can’t quite remember how–Carmen Richard would know.
 
Allen Richard
 

What a beautiful Picture. I just had to share.

 
 
Joan LaCoix Lannie (67)
 
Another Beautiful picture that I’d like to share.
 
Joan, I am assuming these are your granddaughters who helped you celebrate your recent birthday? The cake says 64.  You most certainly look many many years younger.  You are the youngest of your sisters too and to think that your mother is still very healthy and vibrant too is remarkable.  
 
Gary
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted By Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

The longest password ever

 

 We laugh — but her I. D. is safe.

During a recent password audit by a company, it was found that an employee was using the following password:

“MickeyMinniePlutoHueyLouieDeweyDonaldGoofySacramento”

When asked why she had such a long password, she rolled her eyes and said: “Hello! It has to be at least 8 characters and include at least one capital.”

 

8/3/2012 (1557)

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       Happy Birthday Bill Pritchard (BHS ’67): Bottineau, ND
 
                                                      
 
Reply from Verena (Pete ’65) Gillis:  Dunseith, ND
 
> Hi Gary,
Sorry for not responding right away, been a very, very busy month for us
at the Gillis home.  We had company from Montana, Kansas and Michigan,
phew, what a busy time!  Sorry we missed out on the meeting with Phyllis
and all who attended.  This week we travel to Grand Forks to attend our
neice Angie Gillis’s graduation.  She is receiving her doctorette in
psychology and we are so very proud of her.  So looks like a family
gathering over there taking place.  Hope you had a good summer and maybe
will catch you all next visit.  Take care.

Verena and Pete

PS:  Pete is doing very good, had 6 chemo sessions, PSA went back down and
the tumor shrunk some so they are just going to monitor him now very
close.

 
 
 
Dale Fugere
Reply/picture from Kim Fugere Ogillie: Renton, WA.
 
Hi Gary,

Thank you for posting my message on your blog.  I have spent many hours reading past posts in my quest for genealogy information and am excited to be on your distribution list.

I have attached the picture of my Dad in his shop in Dunseith in 1959 and would love to see any pictures that anyone has…or hear about their memories.

My Dad’s twin brother was Darrel Fugere (Willow city) married to Esther Cote Fugere and Duaine (Dunseith) married to Donna Norby Fugere, is his brother.  Their sister is Wilma Fugere Evans of Devils Lake.

Lois Tweten’s father Kenneth Tweten was my Mom’s (Donna Jean Tweten Fugere) brother. My Mom was born in Rolette and is the daughter of John & Lillian Tweten.

I had emailed my mom some of the stories about Dad’s garage from your blog and she emailed me back with these comments that I thought you’d like to see.  She said:

Donna Jean TwetenFugere’s comments

This is an interesting article. I remember  a lot of the history of these garages these people commented on, and of course the part Dad

played in all of that. I don’t remember the ice house they talked about, but I hope you can find out more about it, Kim.

 

I haven’t seen Dick Johnson for many years, but I worked with his Mom, Bernice at the Bank in Dunseith. Dick was quite young when

his parents, Don & Bernice were murdered in their home north of Dunseith.  They were both such nice people & I felt so sorry for Dick.

He was the only child they had. Mom

 I am currently working on a Fugere/Tweten Family Tree that is posted on Ancestry.com.  I wanted to create a central family tree online for people to be able to view for many generations to come. Anyone is free to make comments on pictures that they have information about, or a story to tell.  Corrections to anything I have posted in error is greatly appreciated and will be welcomed.  Each person that is on the Tree has their own “Profile Page” that tells their personal history. They can add as little or as much as they would like.  Even non-family members are encouraged to add to the tree as they too are part of our families history.

If anyone has something they’d like to add to the tree, I would be thrilled to have it.  Below are some ideas that I came up with:

Pictures….A Graduation picture for each person’s profile picture would be nice…or any favorite pictures that you may have from your personal collection…  Wedding pictures…Baby pictures…Kids School pictures…Baptism…Confirmation…First Communion…Headstones…Birth Announcements…Trophies…Rewards…Metals…Sports…Family Reunion Pictures…fun stuff from your yearbook…band pictures…

Documents such as…Newspaper articles… Obituary’s… Marriage, Birth or Death Certificates…War Records…Land Purchases… Diplomas…Rewards…School Records …Church records…even favorite recipes!!!

I also thought it would be fun to see if we could get people to write stories about… “Days Gone By”…that “Special Relative”… “I Remember When” stories… “What it was like to Grow up when they did”… “Happy or Sad Events” in their lives… “Funny Stories” … “War Times”… “School Days”… “Poems”…. The sky’s the limit!!! 

For Privacy reasons the Tree is set as “Private”  at ancestry.com so that the public is not able to view it.  If someone on your Blog would be interested in viewing our Tree, all they would have to do is give me their email address so I can send them a formal “invitation” thru ancestry.com.  There is no fee to view the tree.  I would love to exchange pictures, stories, information, etc. with anyone interested.  I am more than willing to pay for printing, copying, shipping expenses, etc.

My Mom & I have just come back from a 5 week trip to North Dakota, Minnesota, Wyoming and Wisconsin in search of genealogy information. The Fugere side of my family had a fantastic Family Reunion in Minot and my Auntie Eleanor (Tweten Mattson)  turned “90” on June 27th and we had a great time visiting with everyone at her party in Rolette.  It was a trip that I will never forget.  I will be adding lots of stuff to the tree in the upcoming weeks.

Thank you for sharing all of this with your readers.

Sincerely,

Kim (Fugere) Ogilvie

2600 NE 6th PLace

Renton, Washington 98056

Hm. 425-255-3623

Cell 206-683-1008

 
 
 
 

8/2/2012 (1556)

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Happy Birthday Bill Grimme (DHS ’65): Birmingham, AL.
                     
                                 
 
 
Happy Birthday Florence Hiatt Dahl (DHS ’50): Anchorage, AK
                                    
                                            
 
Stone Garage
Question from Marge Longie Langan Wilcox (’56):  Vancouver, WA.
 

Gary wasn’t the stone garage owned by Joe Lamoureux?
Consequently I have been away from the Dunseith area since 1963
 
  
Stone Garage
Reply from Lloyd Awalt (’44):  Bottineau, ND
 
Hi Gary,    
 
The stone garage. Ray Lake built the garage in 1939.  Him and his brother operated it till Dale Fugere bought it.   I worked for Dale for awhile when he first started.  Yes Dick, I remember the fish house.  I’m trying to think of who bought it from Dale.    I think some one else had it before Orlan bought it and made a bar. Lloyd
 
 
 
Randy and Cheryl Kester Gaugler in China
Picture/message from Cheryl Kester Gaugler (’69):   North Brunswick, NJ

Gary,

Randy was working with the Chinese Academy of Science for two months in Harbin, so I joined him for a month.  We were fortunate getting to travel to Hong Kong, Macau, Guilin, Kunming and Xian before heading home.  Had a great time seeing the exotic sites-this one shows the karst formations Guilin is famous for with the Li River in the background.  It was a gorgeous day of sightseeing!

Really enjoy your blog and am thankful you are so dedicated.  Thank you for a little bit of home!  Cheryl

 
 
 
Dunseith News
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
An Irishman, a Mexican and a Blonde Guy were doing construction work on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building.They were eating lunch and the Irishman said,”Corned beef and cabbage! If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I’m going to jump off this building.” 

The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, “Burritos again! If I get Burritos one more time, I’m going to jump off, too.”

The blonde opened his lunch and said,” Bologna  again! If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, I’m jumping too.”

The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage, and jumped to his death. 

The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a Burrito, and jumped, too. 

The blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped to his death as well.

At the funeral, the Irishman’s wife was weeping. She said, “If I’d known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given it to him again!”

The Mexican’s wife also wept and said, “I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn’t realize he hated Burritos so much.”

Everyone turned and stared at the blonde’s wife. The blonde’s wife said,

“Don’t look at me. He makes his own lunch.”

 

8/1/2012 (1555)

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Happy Birthday to Allen Stokes
From Mark Schimetz (’70):  Rolette, ND
 
Happy Birthday Allen! I will never forget the screaming ride in your !960 Ford with the 410 CI: engine, as the gears were shifting and navigating the curves on the the Lake Road. That was a blast!
Mark,
 
Allen does not have email, but I will relay your message to him when I call him tomorrow.
Allen did have a reputation for fast cars that could out run most anything. He had quite a collection in the back farm yard of my folks farm too. One day my mother got discussed with the whole collection and had a car crusher come in and remove the whole lot. There are many many Allen Stokes car stories all of which he confesses up to today too. His side of those stories are very interesting too.
 
Gary
 
 
Reply to yesterday’s joke posted by Evie Gottbreht Pilkington (’65)
From Iris (Bedard) Wolvert: Willow City, ND
 
Got a good chuckle reading the post about Charlie..keep them coming!!
 
 
Dunseith Web Site
Reply from Kim Fugere Ogilvie: Renton, WA
Hello Kim,
 
How wonderful it is to hear from you. Unfortunately your email address and picture did not follow with your posting. Please send your email address and that picture directly to my email address gws123456@hotmail.com once I get your email address it will be our pleasure to add you to our email distribution.
 
Yes, the Stone garage has been mentioned frequently. Many of our readers will remember your parents too. I am very sure that all of the Dunseith/Omemee/Willow city Fugere families are related. Where does your family fit into this relationship. Francis lived in Bottineau and Duane and Darrell were Dunseith. Lois Tweten is also one of our readers. I am assuming your mother and her are related too?
 
Many of our readers will be very happy to see your posting. 
 
Gary 
 
Kim Fugere’s Comments:
Hi Gary, I am the daughter of Dale Fugere and Donna Jean Tweten
Fugere.  My grandparents were Art & Josie Fugere.  I have been enjoying your
website and would like to be added to your distribution list.  I am
researching my families genealogy and have found your website very helpful.
I am also attaching a photo of my Dad in his Stone Garage in Dunseith.  I
see there have been many posts about it.  I am wondering if anyone has a
picture of the   portable Fish House my Dad made that Dick Johnson was
talking about in his 8-1-2010 comment.  Posted on August 1, 2010
 
StoneGarage,
Reply from Dick Johnson (68): Dunseith, ND,
 
Gary and Friends,
 
Folks have been replying about the owners and operators of the Stone,Garage on
Main street in Dunseith. I remember that in the late ?50s or,early ?60s it
was run by Dale Fugere. Dad bought a yellow ?51 Studebaker,from Dale at the
garage. The car had been owned by Carl Lider and must,have been traded in or
left there to be sold by Dale. One of the things,that Dale had and had
probably made there was a portable fish house for,ice fishing. He removed
the front fenders and hood from an old Hudson,car and then welded a hitch to
the front to tow it to the lake. He had,painted it dark blue and had it
sitting across the street between the,jail and the Corner Bar. I think this
would have been around 1960, if I,remember right. It was at this same time
that Dale and his wife lost,their first born son. I believe the little boy
was named Miles. He was,explaining it to my dad in the garage when I was
along. I remember how,sad it was to hear him tell about it. Dale might have
been the last,operator of the garage, as a garage. I think Orlan Fuchs
bought it and,opened it as a bar after the Corner Bar burned and it was a
bar until it,closed many years later.
 
Thanks Gary!,
 
 
Dunseith Alumni Donation for the Filipino elderly
 
Folks,
 
With a generous donation from a Dunseith Aluminum, we purchased Rice and can goods and divided them into 20 care packages for the elderly. Some of these folks were just here to pick up their goodies. They were so happy. There are days that some of these folks go without food, so this donation was very much appreciated.
 
The Filipino government considers a family of 5 with an income of $1.50 or less per day as being poverty.  Those earning more are not considered  poverty. For survival you would be amazed so see some of the food these folks eat. They’ve developed some really good immune systems.
 
Gary  
 
 
 
 
  
  
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Judy Allery Azure (’65):  Bismarck, ND
Three women die together in an accident  And go to heaven

When they get there, St. Peter says,
‘We only have one rule here in heaven:
Don’t step on the ducks!!!’

So they enter heaven, and sure enough,
There are ducks all over the place.
It is almost impossible not to step on a duck,
And although they try their best to avoid them,
The first woman accidentally steps on one.

Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw.
St. Peter chains them together and says,
‘Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to
Spend eternity chained to this ugly man!’

The next day,
The second woman steps accidentally on a duck
And along comes St. Peter,
Who doesn’t miss a thing.
With him is another extremely ugly man.
He chains them together
With the same admonishment as for the first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and,
Not wanting to be chained
For all eternity to an ugly man, is very,
VERY careful where she steps.

She manages to go months
Without stepping on any ducks,
But
One day St.Peter comes up to her
With the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on
….. Very tall, long eyelashes, muscular.

St. Peter chains them together without saying a word.

The happy woman says,
‘I wonder what I did to deserve being
Chained to you for all of eternity?’

The guy says,
‘I don’t know about you,
But I stepped on a
Duck.

 
 

7/31/2012 (1554)

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Good day folks,
 
What you see below I had ready to post yesterday and then we lost our power and of coarse I lost my unsaved email message.
 
For the record I did not get a message posted yesterday. With that these birthday greetings are a day late too.
 
The class of 67 are the featured folks with today’s blog message too.
 
Gary
 
 
          Happy Birthday Allen Stokes (DHS ’67): San Diego, CA
 
 
 
   Happy Birthday Joan LaCroix Lannie (DHS ’67): Olive Branch, MS   
 
 
Carol Pritchard Corzine (’67) with her husband and their grand daughter
 
This is a beautiful picture Carol. You look so happy.
  
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Evie Gottbreht Pilkington (’65):  Irving, CA
 
Charley, a new retiree-greeter at Wal-Mart, just couldn’t seem to get to work on time. Every day he was 5, 10, 15 minutes late. But he was a good worker, really tidy, clean-shaven, sharp-minded and a real credit to the company and obviously demonstrating their “Older Person Friendly” policies.

One day the boss called him into the office for a talk.

“Charley, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang-up job when you finally get here; but your being late so often is quite bothersome.”

“Yes, I know boss, and I am working on it.”

“Well good, you are a team player. That’s what I like to hear”.

“Yes sir, I understand your concern and I will try harder”.

Seeming puzzled, the manager went on to comment, “I know you’re retired from the Armed Forces. What did they say to you there if you showed up in the morning late so often?”

The old man looked down at the floor, then smiled. He chuckled quietly, then said with a grin,

“They usually saluted and said, Good morning, Admiral, can I get your coffee, sir”?
 

7/29/2012 (1553)

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Elaine Stokes’ Birthday
 
Today, July 29, 2012 my mother would have been 91 years old. She passed away in July 2004 and Dad in July 2000. We dearly miss them both. Just posting this brings a tear to my eye. They are resting peacefully in the Ackworth Cemetery across the road from our home place.
 
Gary
 
        
 
 
Raymond Christianson Passed away
Message from Lynn Halvorson Otto (’74):  Boonton, NJ
Hi Gary, hope all is well with you.  My uncle Raymond Christainson passed away this past Wednesday.  I believe the funeral is this coming Monday, July 30th.  He and his wife Mary had no children but were well known in the Dunseith community.  Just wanted to let you know.  He is also the uncle of Rodney Medrud, he was the brother to Ella Medrud. 
He will be buried at the Rendahl Cemetery.  He is the last of the boys from the Sigurd and Hannah Christianson family.  Viola Baskett is the last of the siblings.  

Lynn Halvorson Otto

Lynn,
Our condolences are with Raymond’s family with his passing. I did not realize that Raymond was as old as he was. Goes to show we are getting older.
Gary
 
 
Obituaries

Raymond A. Christianson
(December 3, 1918 – July 22, 2012)

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RAYMOND A. CHRISTIANSON

Raymond Christianson, age 93 of Dunseith, died Wednesday at a Dunseith nursing home. Funeral will be held on Monday at 10:00 A. M. at the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith. Burial will be at the Rendahl Cemetery of rural Dunseith. Visitation will be Sunday from 4:00 pm until 9:00 pm at the church.

Raymond A. Christianson, a son of Sigurd and Hannah (Lagerquist) Christianson, was born on December 3, 1918 near Dunseith. He was reared and educated in the Dunseith area. After his education he began working on the family farm near Dunseith. In the late 1940’s he moved with his parents to Washington State where he worked for several years. Raymond returned to Dunseith. On June 24, 1953 he was married to Mary Fiest at Minot. After their marriage they returned the farm, taking care of Raymond’s parents and tending to the farming duties. Raymond retired from farming in 1972. In 2010 they moved to Bottineau until 2012 when they moved to Rolla. In May of 2012 Raymond moved to the Dunseith nursing home and has resided there since.

He was an avid hunter and trapper and also enjoyed fishing. Raymond hosted many hunts for his friends. He was a life member of the Turtle Mountain Wildlife Club in Dunseith. Raymond loved traveling with Mary. He was a member of the Peace Lutheran Church in Dunseith.

Raymond passed away on Wednesday, July 25, 2012 in a Dunseith nursing home.

He is survived by his wife Mary of Rolla; a sister Viola Baskett of Gig Harbor, WA and many nieces and nephews.
Elinor Fuchs
Reply from Jean Nicholas Miller (’66): ndgal56@yahoo.com Glendale, AZ
 
Gary,

   As Dick said that is the Elinor Fuchs I remember from her picture. She was very pretty and nice to me when I used to go over to their house to play with Randi. I previously said Roxi.  My parents used to correspond with her alot. I remember when Dad called to let me know she passed away.
                             Jean
 
 
 
 
Cebu, Philippines – Art Hagen’s going away party
 
Folks,
 
Going through some photo’s last night this one caught my eye. All in fun. As you can see, Art is pretty well liked here in Cebu.
 
Gary 
 
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Mark Schimetz (’70):  Rolette, ND
 
Women !!!  Men do understand them.
 
 
My wife was screaming at me: “Leave!! Get out of this house!” she ordered.

As I was walking out the door she yelled, “I hope you die a slow and painful death!”

So I turned around and replied “So now you want me to stay?”

 

7/28/2012 (1552)

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Lorette Casavant Aamodt (’61):
Reply from Rene Casavant (’65):  Bismarck, ND
Hi Gary,   It was very nice getting together with Phylis Mckay and other alumni. I had planned to get to the area to visit my sister Lorette Aamodt, whose husband Marvin passed away last April and my sister Maryann Boucher and her husband Jeff had built a new house that I hadn’t seen, so when I heard Phyllis was going to be in the area at that time, I decided that was the time to head north and see everyone. My sister Lorette also recently got her first laptop computer and would like to be added to the Dunseith Alumni Blog. This is her email address , LorAAm39@Gmail.com
Rene,
 
Thank you so much for Lorette’s email address. It is wonderful that you were able to see Phyllis too and the rest of the folks.
 
Rene, It is always a pleasure hearing from a true gentleman like yourself.
 
Gary 
 
 
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
Jim Kofoid is Neola’s brother. Dale Simon is married to Karen Hagen (’70).
Carlyle Nelson and Myron Langehaug have Dunseith Connections 
 
 
 
 
 
        This is a neat picture of Bernadette with our friend Garlyn
 
 
         Another neat picture of Bernadette with our friend Marina
 

7/27/2012 (1551)

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                       Happy Birthday Lorie Hiatt (DHS ’88): Dunseith, ND

                                                 
 
 
Happy Birthday Susan Malaterre Johnson (DHS ’69): Alvarado, TX
                        
                                    
 
  
Supper at Dale’s
Reply from Phyllis McKay (’65):
 
Hi Gary and All,
We had a nice gathering of Dunseith Bloggers at Dale’s last night for supper. There were about 11 of us including Art Hagen’s two beautiful grand children. We also got to meet Rose! We reminisced about the cruises to Alaska and the Caribbean. We also talked about what fun it would be to go to Vagas! We are hoping Evie is working on the arrangements! Of course we spent time praising Gary Stokes for starting the blog and bringing us all back together. We also marveled at how lucky we were to grow up in a community that neighbors helped neighbors and because so many of us are related, their was a sense of family. I wanted to take this opportunity to thank all that took time to have supper with me and also Gary for making it happen.

Speaking of family, I have spent time with my brothers Kick, Jay and Bill. Today I am on my way to my sister Myra who lives in Willow City. I am staying at my sister Patsy’s which is where I grew up so to speak! The weather has been very pleasant which I hope to take with me to DC. Thank you all who have told me of sights to see and those of you who have told me about the pleasant weather I am to expect in DC. I think I will be visiting many air conditioned museums!!

Saturday I am on my way to spend time with my daughter in Milnor, North Dakota and then on Wednesday, Chelsea and I will be headed for Washington DC.

Phyllis McKay

 
Phyllis, 
 
Thank you so much for this reply. Was Rene Casavant in the area or did he make a special trip from Bismarck to have supper with you?  Rene is a true gentleman from head to foot.
 
Enjoy your time in DC too.
 
Gary
 
John & Margaret Bedard, Linda Shelver, Patty Boguslawski Gottbreht, Art Hagen’s Grand Daughter
Art Hagen, Dave Shelver, Phyllis McKay and Rene Casavant.
 
 
Dale’s Jumbo Burger
Art Hagen with his two Grandchildren
 
 
Recent picture taken at Lydia Fauske LaCroix’s 90th birthday celebration
Elwood and Eleanore Fauske – Note: Elwood is now 92.
Elwood and Eleanore will be celebrating 70 years of marriage shortly too.
 
 
Lydia Fauske LaCroix – Elwood & Lydia are siblings
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

         Florence Hiatt Dahl’s comment on her answer to the question of
how old she was reminded me of a story.  A little old lady is sitting on
the front steps of a house smoking a cigarette and watching the traffic
go by.  A young reporter notices her and thought he would ask her how
she managed to live to such an obvious ripe old age.  She tells him
bluntly–“I smoke 3 packs a day,  drink a 5th of whiskey, and if I can
get any drugs I do them too.”  The reporter is nearly in shock when he
asks how old she actually is? She proudly states,  “36”.

Dick

 

7/26/2012 (1550)

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Reply from Lynn Henriksen (’64): Tiburon, CA

Dear Gary,

I would have loved the opportunity to meet up with Phyllis McKay and friends! And to go to Dale’s Cafe today – what memories that brings up! Sort of a long trip for supper, but I hope to get back there one day. So many important aspects of my life are tied to Dunseith and the wonderful people I grew up with. 

Keeping Spirits Alive,

Lynn Henriksen

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Dale and Jackie Pritchard celebrate 39 nine years

Posting from Dale Pritchard (63): pritchard@cebridge.net Leesville, LA

Gary,

Just to let you know, today, the 25th, is our 39th anniversary.  We’ll start working on the 40th tomorrow.  We’re off in a little while to Natchez, MS for a couple days of sightseeing.

Dale Pritchard

Congratulations Dale and Jackie. I remember when you got married  and it sure doesn’t seem like 39 years ago.
 
 
 
Bob Lykins news video
Posted by Bob Lykins (DHS Teacher):  Hutto, TX
 

Gary,  A word about DC.  I was there a few weeks ago to visit the grandkids.  We went to a new museum that is very interesting in that it covers news reporting.  It is called, appropriately enough, the NEWSEUM.  If you want to see your old teacher covering the news go to http://www.newseum.org/batvr/video.aspx My file ID is kdeusraliguriu and the name is Robert.  You will need both the ID and the name in order to access my video.  It should still be on the web for at least another week or so.  It was fun and the grandkids had a good time as there were a number of interactive exhibits.  As one would expect, there are a number of theaters and screens showing a variety of interesting subjects dealing with reporting.  I’d highly recommend visiting this museum, which is just off the Mall.
 
Bob
 
 
 
BHS Class of 1967 Reunion
Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
 
 
Thank you Neola for this picture.
 
Taking one look at this and without reading the names I recognize three folks right off the bat.
 
Bill Pritchard, there is no doubt that you are Corbin’s son. Kevin Lee is my sister-in-law, Debby Stokes’s brother. Kathy Barbot McGhan was my folks neighbor on Main Street for many years.
 
I recognize many of the other names in this photo too.
 
Gary
 
PS – With this I’d like to share this beautiful picture of Kevin and Deb Lindstrom Lee. Kevin is my sister-in-law, Debby Stokes’ brother. Deb’s mother, Mildred (Elmer) Lindstrom was my dad’s first cousin. Dad’s adopted mother and Mildred’s mother were sisters.
 
Kevin and Deb lived near us in Bremerton, WA for a number of years when Kevin was in the Navy. Kevin retired from the Trident submarine fleet at Bangor, Wa in about 1993 or 94. He was Chief of the Boat (E-9). Kevin and Deb are currently living in Idaho. 
 
Kevin and Deb Lindstrom Lee
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Cheri Metcalfe Evans (’74): Dunseith, ND

Headstone of Russell J. Larsen in the Logan City Cemetery, Logan, Utah.
I wonder if he died knowing he won the ‘Coolest Headstone’ contest?

His five rules for a happy life are on it!


FIVE RULES FOR MEN TO FOLLOW FOR A HAPPY LIFE:

1. It’s important to have a woman who helps at home, cooks from time to time, cleans up, and has a job.

2.. It’s important to have a woman who can make you laugh.

3.. It’s important to have a woman who you can trust, and doesn’t lie to you.

4.. It’s important to have a woman who is good in bed, and likes to be with you.

5.. It’s very, very important that these four women do not know each other or you could end up dead like me.

 

7/24/2012 (1549)

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Reminder for those of you in the Dunseith Area
 
Supper gathering with Phyllis McKay
Dale’s truck stop and Cafe
Wednesday, July 25th – 6:00 pm
 
 
Folks,
 
Phyllis would dearly love see you folks this coming Wednesday. She is still the same down to earth Phyllis, full of life and personality.
 
Gary
 
Phyllis’s Cell phone number is 701-680-9324
 
 
Reply from Sharon Peterson Harmsen (’63):  Bismarck, ND
 
HI All you Dunseithites from Bismarck, ND
 
Wanted to thank all of you for the birthday wishes.  Thanks Dennis…………….. It seems I celebrated my birthday this year for about 2 weeks.  Our daughter,Shayne, came home from CA to visit on the 1st of July – 10th of July.  During this time we traveled to Faribault, MN for a 4th of July Harmsen family reunion while stopping to spend some time at brother, Bob’s, in Alexandria, MN.  My mom and brother, Larrett, were there over the 4th so even spent some extra time at their home on Smith Lake. 
 
And, it’s funny, but I can get my first cousin, Rod Hiatt, to say just about anything…………….Rod, I do look different from that old cheerleading picture but thank you so much for the lovely compliment. 
 
Just an FYI for you fisherpeople out there.  Fishing is really, really good right now at Lake Sakakawea.  We’ve done a lot of fishing this summer and have always been able to bring fish in.  We fish for Walleye but there are lots of Northern, Bass and some other junk fish. 
 
I continue to enjoy the daily news from Dunseith and the vicinity and I make sure that my mom gets to share in it as well by printing the emails for her to read and enjoy. 
 
Take care and thanks, Gary, for all you do to keep this going.
 
Sharon (Peterson) Harmsen, Class of 63
 
 
A Sort Story
Posted by Larry Hackman:  Bismarck, ND
 
A fleeing Taliban, desperate for water, was plodding
through the Afghanistan desert when he saw something far
off in the distance

Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the object, only
to find a little old Jewish man at a small stand selling
ties.
The Taliban asked: ‘Do you have water?’ The Jewish man
replied: ‘I have no water. Would you like to buy a tie?
They are only $5 U.S.

The Taliban shouted: ‘Idiot! I do not need an over-priced
tie. I need water! I should kill you, but I must find
water first!’

‘OK,’ said the old Jewish man, ‘it does not
matter that you do not want to buy a tie and that you hate
me. ‘I will show you that I am bigger than that. If you
continue over that hill to the east for about two miles,
you will find a lovely restaurant. ‘It has all the ice
cold water you need. Shalom.’

Muttering, the Taliban
staggered away over the hill.

Several hours later he staggered back, almost dead.
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‘Your brother won’t let me in without a tie!’

 

7/23/2012 (1548)

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Reply from Toni Morinville Gredesky (’68):  Farimount, ND
 
We were gone for the weekend. Thanks for all the birthday wishes and emails.
A belated happy birthday to Dick and Gary.
Toni Morinville Gredesky
 
 
100 year old lady
Posting from Don Martel (DHS Principle/Teacher):  Rosemount, MN
 
Maybe this has been around before.  This lady is such an inspiration for all us “older” folks.
Don
 
  
 
Washington DC trip
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND.
 
Gary and Friends,

        Allen Richard sure hit it on the head about the heat in DC. We
were there in August of 1967 and it was miserable to say the least.  The
reporter on the radio said,  “It’s going to be a tough one today with 95
square.”  We didn’t know what that meant and finally dad asked a service
station attendant and he said it was when the temp and the humidity are
both 95.  We still went to all the points of interest and just suffered
through it as it was the only time we would probably ever be there.  We
went out to the Statue of Liberty the day before in New York Harbor and
my cousins and I climbed all the way to the top in that heat.  Inside
that old bronze statue there are hundreds of steel steps to take you to
the top and by the time we got to the little windows in the crown we
were soaked with sweat like we had been under water.  I actually got
sick from the ordeal and spent the next couple days feeling tough. I
missed most of Mount Vernon, which is George Washington’s plantation in
Virginia, because I found a big old wooden rocking chair on the porch
and spent most of the day sitting in it.  It was the same at
Williamsburg–it was hot and I was sick.  Fun vacation? The trip was
still interesting and I’m glad my folks took me on it. I thought the
very best part of the entire trip was the Smithsonian.  They have
several floors of historical artifacts dating from prehistoric to
current.  The best part of that is it’s kept in climate controlled
conditions and that means air conditioning and humidity control. I
really hated to leave the museum and spent a big part of my time there
looking at the Civil War displays. I understand that the Smithsonian has
branched out to a separate museum that, I believe,  is at Silver
Springs, Maryland. This is for the history of flight and has all the
aircraft of significance displayed there.  Now that would be
interesting! The ’67 trip was a bit miserable but It was still great all
the way around!  I would take Allen’s advise and go in the spring or
fall. Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
Bill Hosmer (’48)
Posting by Neola Kofoid Garbe: Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Brenda Hiatt Parker (’73):  Wilton, ND
 
Florida
A Florida senior citizen drove his brand new Corvette convertible out
of the dealership. Taking off down the road, he pushed it to 80 mph,
enjoying the wind blowing through what little hair he had left.
“Amazing,” he thought as he flew down I-95, pushing the pedal even more.

Looking in his rear view mirror, he saw a Florida State Trooper, blue
lights flashing and siren blaring. He floored it to 100 mph, then 110,
then 120. Suddenly he thought, “What am I doing? I’m too old for this!”
and pulled over to await the trooper’s arrival.

Pulling in behind him, the trooper got out of his vehicle and walked
up to the Corvette. He looked at his watch, then said, “Sir, my shift
ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a new reason
for speeding–a reason I’ve never before heard — I’ll let you go.”

The old gentleman paused then said: “Three years ago, my wife ran off
with a Florida State Trooper. I thought you were bringing her back. 

“Have a good day, Sir,” replied the trooper.

 
 
 
 

7/22/2012 (1547)

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Thank you
 
Thank you folks for the 120 plus “Happy Birthday” messages that you all sent. You most certainly made my day. It was most appreciated.
 
Gary
 
 
 
Happy Birthday Pamela Fugere Schmidt (DHS ’73): Mandan, ND
                                   
                                
 
 
        Happy Birthday Julie Hiatt (DHS ’81): Rugby ND
                      
 
 
Happy Birthday to Toni Morinville (’68) and Gary Stokes (’65)
From Jean Nickolas Burger (’66):  Glendale, AZ
 
Happy birthday. Gary and Tony
Thank you so much Jean.  Gary 
 
 
Message from Florence Hiatt Dahl (’50):   Anchorage, AK
 
Mercy….another birthday…HAPPT BIRTHDAY Gary.  Reminds me about a year ago at the soup kitchen, where I volunteer  every Tuesday,  two men in line for food were watching me, and I could tell they were talking about me—they got to the window and one immedeatly asked me .”how old are you”.  My usual answer, “29”.  The response behind me–my co-workers–was a roar of laughter..End of questions, but they too laughed.. 
Thank you Florence. Gary 
 
 
 
Supper with Phyllis McKay at Dale’s
Reply from Margaret Metcalfe Leonard (’65): Rolette, ND 
 
So sorry to miss Phyllis’ visit but I am at the ND State Fair for the week as my daughter, Nikki’s go-for.  Today is a beautiful Fair day
But it is very busy with lots if people.
We are staying in a camper right on the Fairgrounds for the whole week because she is busy from 6 am to midnight.  I so enjoyed visiting with Phyllis and Patsy on the cruise. Sure hate to miss out, I know you will all have a really fun time.  Margaret Leonard
 
Bill Grimme with 3  class of 65 gals, all teachers too
Margaret Metcalfe, Bill Grimme, Cecile Berube & Phyllis McKay.
 
 
 
Reply to Peggy Wurgler Axtman
from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

        The mock wedding skit was for a bridal shower for either Elaine
or Marlene Schneider and my guess of the year would be about ’60.  It
was in the basement of the Stone/Methodist Church.  I remember it mostly
because of how humiliated both Randi and I felt in having to pretend to
get married at around 8 and 10 years old.  I remember our mothers
saying,  “Oh sure,  they’ll do it.”  Back then if your mother said you
would do something—-you did it.  Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
 
Cebu, Philippines – Speak English.
 
When I saw this FB posting of Bernadette’s Niece, Jackie, with the words “Speak English” on the class room wall, it caught my eye.  Jackie is a teacher at Saint Carlos, a well known private school here in Cebu. Not sure if this is her class room or her son RJ’s. In most of the private schools, speaking English is mandatory. A good benefit for Jackie’s two kids, with her being a teacher at Saint Carlos, is that they will have a free ride for all of their schooling all the way through college. Jackie’s father, Jose, now deceased, was Bernadette’s brother.
 
Gary 
 
 
 
Eleanor Fuchs Picture
Reply from Mark Schimetz (’70):  Rolette, ND
 
Gary and friends, comparing the two photos, this Red Haired Lady was Eleanor Fuchs. According to Stella, she moved to Dunseith with Oren Fuchs from The Bowman area because Oren had Tuberculosis, They married and had 3 kids Pam?, Randi and Gary?. The only one I knew was Randi, she was in my grade. Elinor worked at a café part time while visiting Oren at San Haven where He was getting TB treatments.
 
 
 
Washington DC area
Reply from Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI.
 
The DC area is beautiful.  It would take a long time to hit all the points of interest—and then the surrounding area and ‘burbs are lovely.  I lived in Bethesda for 2 years and worked close to Capital Hill.  I was on the Hill almost daily.  Great experience!  the end of the day a cool one at the Monocle on the Senate side and Bull feathers on the House side was in order– especially in the summer!
 
You are right about the humidity!  One year when I was there we had 45 days of 90+ temps!  And a number of those days had 90+ humidity!   Congress always takes an August recess– that is an old custom dating back to the days without AC  All that granite just absorbs heat in the summer and — well I can’t imagine what it was like back in the day!!
 
The other thing is the pollen in the spring—-I can’t say how many mornings I went to my red car and found it covered in green powder.  Best time to visit?  March or April!
 
 
 
Allen Richard
 
 
 
Old main Street – Note: for reference please see picture below
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68): djcars@hughes.net Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,

       Susan’s picture of Main Street is the earliest one I’ve seen
showing the majority of the businesses.  I speculate it was taken from
the roof of the business that later became Woodford’s Bar.  The corner
of the building in the very left of the picture is the business that
became K.C. Sine’s Red and White Store.  Lloyd is correct with his date
being in the ’30s as all the cars shown are from the late ’20s with the
exception of the truck which appears to me to be a ’32 Ford.  The car in
front of the truck appears to be a ’27 Model T—they were the only T
with wire spoke wheels.  The car in the upper left, probably in front of
the Corner Bar,  is a ’28-’29 Model A Roadster.  The car in front of
Billy Wright’s Grocery across the street has me a bit confused.  It
looks like a ’28-’29 Model A but the license plate shouldn’t be where it
is because Model As had fully spoked wheels and the guy would have had
to remove his license plate to use the spare.  My guess is that it’s an
odd make like Whippet or possibly one of the cars that became GM
later—Pontiac or that type. These cars had rims that were hollow
centered and just slipped over the center part of the wheel that stayed
on the car when you changed the tire.  In those years many of the off
shoot companies tries to copy the style of the other successful
manufacturers to cash in on sales.  Whippet cars of those years very
closely resemble similar year Model A Fords.  When I locate an old
stripped car body in the bush,  I’ve been fooled by this before thinking
I found a Model A only to find out through closer inspection that it’s a
Whippet or other ‘copy’ from some odd car company.  Enough on old cars.

     Susan,  thanks for posting the picture and all the other articles
from your huge collection.  As I mentioned before,  I spent several
hours looking through some of Susan’s Grandma Kate’s scrapbooks one
summer day a couple years ago, at the Drive Inn in Dunseith, when I
should have been home baling hay.  It’s just spellbinding to me to look
back in time through this amazing compilation of Susan’s.  ‘Susie’,  as
we knew you, please continue to post any and all of the pictures and
articles you have.  It’s the major light of my day for sure!  One side
note—Unless it’s just my imagination,  I think you can see the rock
well in the center of Main Street up by the bank.  This was right in the
middle of the intersection and was a public well but primarily was a
source of water for fire protection.  There appears to be a dark post in
the middle of the intersection and unless my eyes are playing tricks on
me,  a circular rock curb about 3 feet out of the ground.  Thanks Gary!

Dick

 
 
 
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Walley Garbe: Minot, ND
 
Farmer John lived on a quiet rural highway.
But as time went by, the traffic slowly built up and became so heavy and
so fast
that his chickens were being run over at a rate of three to six a day.
So one day Farmer John called the local police station and said,
“You’ve got to do something about all of these people driving so fast
and killing my chickens.”
“What do you want us to do?” asked the policeman.
“I don’t care, just do something about those crazy drivers!”
So the next day the policeman had the Main Road ‘s workers
go out to erect a sign that said:

SLOW: SCHOOL CROSSING

Three days later Farmer John called the policeman and said,
“You’ve got to do something about these drivers. The ‘school
crossing’ sign seems to make them go even faster!”
So, again, the policeman sends out the Main Roads workers’
and they put up a new sign:

SLOW: CHILDREN AT PLAY

That really sped them up. So Farmer John called and
called and called every day for three weeks.
Finally, he asked the policeman, “Your signs are doing no
good at all … can I put up my own sign?”
The policeman said, “Sure, go ahead.”
He was willing to let Farmer John do just about anything
in order to get him to stop calling to complain.

The policeman got no more calls from Farmer John.
Three weeks later, curiosity got the best of the policeman
and he decided to give Farmer John a call. ” How’s the
problem with those drivers. Did you put up your sign?”
“Oh, I sure did,” replied Farmer John, “and not one chicken
has been killed since then. I’ve got to go. I’m very busy.”
He hung up the phone.
The policeman was really curious and he thought to himself,
“I’d better go out there and take a look at that sign . it might
be something that WE could use to slow down drivers.”

So he drove out to Farmer John’s house, and his jaw dropped
the moment he saw the sign.
It was spray painted on a sheet of wood….
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7/21/2012 (1546)

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Happy Birthday Toni Morinville (‘DHS ’68): Wahpeton, ND
                      
                             
Toni,
 
You do not have your birthday listed in your FB profile, however, Just for you I’ve got a good memory for remembering your birthday. Have a good one and enjoy. 
 
Gary
 
 
Reply to the Dunseith city picture posted yesterday
From Lloyd Awalt (’44):  Bottineau, ND
 
Hi Gary,
 
That is quit a picture in the paper.  These are some of the places I remember from the north end of town south.  Hosmer’s store the last three buildings on the block is Gottbreht’s hardware next post office run by Glen Williams next security state bank across the street Douglas funeral home – theater- Floyd Nelson’s barber shop – judge Ray Wilson’s- Anderson’s cream station – hotel later became Leonard’s cafe across the St sign Dunseith store became KC Sines, gas sign, Lamoureux garage.  if I think long enough I might come up with some more names  the year the 30s.     
 
Lloyd Awalt
 
 
Elvie Fuchs – Reply to Neola with permission to post
From Kimberly Olson Vosseteig:  Alpharetta, GA
 
Hi, yes, my aunt is Elvie Fuchs…she was married to my uncle (my mom’s brother, yes, my mom was a “Fuchs”) Orland ….small world!  She is on my facebook page also….she just moved from Minot to Bismarck a little while ago to be closer to her daughters…
 
My grandmother and grandfather were Quirin (again, spelling?) and Louise Fuchs from Foxholm….my mom’s sister is Lois Anderson. 
 
If I get back I would love to come and see you! 
 
Take care; enjoy all your e-mails!  :)
 
Kimberly Vosseteig
Executive Assistant
Atlanta Urogynecology Associates
3400 Old Milton Parkway
Building C, Suite 330
Alpharetta, GA  30005
770-475-4589     Fax 770-475-0875
 
 
Question/comments
From Vickie Metcalfe (’70):  Bottineau, ND
 
Hi Gary,
 
My 2 cents question.
 
When folks are e-mailing you, Gary regarding the Dunseith blog.
 
What would you like wrtitten  on the subject line?  
 
Just as I  tell students  I work with about safety.
 
“When I receive e-mails I don’t open them if the subject  box
is empty, or don’t know the sender. “
 
“Nor do I  open the door to my home to strangers when they knock.”
 
“I  never answer my phone to “blocked” numbers or numbers not identified.”
 
It is  being safe and just plain etiquette that we identify ourselves.  
 
Oh for another cent.
I don’t care for telemarketers, political, or charity organizations calling or e-mailing me.
I’m the one who pays my phone bill and for my internet access!
 
I have local benefits,I  CHOOSE to contribute to.
 
I like Thrivent sponsored local benefits which has helped many neighbors  and friends. And, 
I appreciate the Salvation Army which does so much with out, a bunch of administrator fees.
 
Dunseith friends, I sincerely pray the  Dunseith blog readers loved ones, are safe
from the terrible, senseless violence in Aurora Colorado.
 
Thank You.
SIncerely,
 Vickie M.
 
Vickie,
 
To answer your question about the subject line of postings sent to me, I have no set criteria.  Anything goes.
 
I too often times delete messages with no subject title, especially if the message looks a little strange. Lately I have been getting a number of messages from my friends with no subject title with several different messages 1) “I need your help” and 2) “did you get my last message”. When I see these messages I know that the person whose name the message came from did not send it.
 
Gary
  

Posted by Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND

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Reply from Keith Pladson (’66):  Roanoke Rapids, NC
 
Gary,
A few comments in response to Phyllis McKay’s pending trip to our nation’s Capitol.I doubt she will see much relief from the hot and humid weather this area has had so far this summer.  Though Alice and I live almost two hundred miles south of the District now, our weather is very much the same.  And this summer has had some of the hottest days ever recorded for this area.  We have had several days where it was well over one hundred degrees and as always out here very humid.  This year, as opposed to most years, Washington DC has often been at the very center of hot air masses and temperatures further south (like Atlanta) have actually been several degrees cooler.

The biggest factor for most people who come here from the upper plains (to include North Dakota) is not the temperatures, but the suffocating and oppressive humidity.  Every year there are days when ND has hotter temperatures than out here, but the main difference is our humidity.

Just last weekend in our local Roanoke Rapids newspaper (The Daily Herald) they had an article on the retirement of the top person in their type setting department ( I don’t recall either his name or his exact title).  He had been in that job here for 26 years.  Anyway, as it turns out, this gentleman had originally come from Williston, ND.  In the article, he stated that he does not miss the cold ND winters and he has absolutely no plans or desires to move back to ND in his retirement years.  But he also said the biggest thing for him to get used to when he first came out here (and that he still has trouble with) was the oppressive humidity that just seems to be here day after day after day all summer long.  I completely agree with him.  I love much of what the mid Atlantic area offers, but the stifling humidity is NOT one of them.

Anyway, I hope Phyllis and her your granddaughter have a great visit to our nation’s Capitol and get to see many of the historical and commemorative sites.  They have a bus service where if you buy the tickets you can ride from site to site and take as much time as you want at each site.  The buses run about every 20 minutes or so, so if you miss one, just wait 20 minutes (or whatever the period is) and another will be coming.  Some of the sites included on this service are the Arlington National Cemetery, the Lincoln Memorial, the Jefferson Memorial, the Smithsonian Museum (as well as several other museums) the Capitol, the Washington Monument, Mount Vernon and many more sites.

Finally, just a short personal story.  Two days ago (Wednesday) it was another hot and humid day out here with temperatures up in the upper nineties.  We had a thunder cloud blow up (they often pop up out of nowhere in this hot, humid weather) and it lightninged and thundered for several minutes with only a sprinkle or two of rain.  Then it seemed to be dissipating as the lightning and thunder died out.  But, the sprinkles we did get reminded me that the paper was probably out by the mailbox and if it started raining any harder it would ruin the paper.  So, given that the storm seemed to be dissipating, I walked out to the mail box.  As I approached the mailbox it again lightninged to the north but as it took a few seconds for the thunder to arrive, I wasn’t too concerned.  Then as I reached into the mailbox to get the mail it lightninged again and this one was a lot closer with only a second or two before the thunder arrived.  This spooked me a little and I started to hurry to get the mail and to pick up the news paper and head back to the house.  Our driveway is rather long (150 feet or so) and I had gotten to within about twenty feet of the house when everything got real bright and instantly the thunder clap hit.  I instinctively ducked (don’t know why I thought that would help) and really thought I was being struck.  Fortunately, it did not strike me, but I knew it had been very, very close!  I have never really been afraid of lightning, but do have a healthy respect for it, and normally take the appropriate actions to protect myself.  In this case it seemed everything was pretty much over with so I really never thought of it as a dangerous situation.  Clearly I was wrong.  I must say I was relieved to get to the house (and inside) and took several minutes to calm down.

About two hours later Alice went out for a short walk and almost as soon as she left the house she came back in and asked me it I knew where that bolt of lightning had struck.  I said “No, but I know it was awfully close.”  So she said “I know where.”  Anyway, the yard to our right is a mostly cleared, vacant lot.  But it still has a few huge, very tall and stately oak trees on it (some of them were blown down in last summer’s hurricane).  That bolt of lightning (that I thought was striking me) struck the top of one of those oak trees (probably a hundred feet tall) and split the tree all the way to the ground (though the tree is still standing) and blew off about half of the bark.  The tree was on the opposite side of the lot from our house, but some of the bark was laying all over our yard.  Fortunately, our driveway in on the opposite side our yard from the vacant lot, so the tree was actually about 150 feet from me.  But, that is still too close for comfort!  Guess I’ll  be even more respectful of lightning in the future.
Keith Pladson (66)


 
 
Reply from Brenda Hoffman (’68):  Greenville, SC
 
And tomorrow is Toni’s and yours!!!! Happy birthday gentle and kind giant – not necessarily physically but most definitely emotionally. As Bernadette already knows. She is a very lucky woman! So proud that you’re from Dunseith and part of so many of our lives.

Love Brenda
Thank you Brenda for the nice kind words.
 
 
Message from Dennis Dubois (’63):  Minneapolis, MN
 
Gary, just a little joke to go along with a very happy birthday. Hope your life continues on as it is. You are so blessed to have the life you have and it is because of the life you’ve chosen to live. “Give and yea shall receive”, fits you perfectly. I’d like to tell you to have a good day, but I know you’re going to have one any way.
Thank you Dennis. Yes everyday is good in my book. Nothing special planned for today. Bernadette and I will probably go out for dinner later this evening.
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Dennis Dubois
 
Catholic school girls and lipstick
  
According  to a news report, a certain private Catholic school was recently faced with a unique problem. A number of 12-year-old girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the bathroom. That was fine provided it was of a natural or neutral skin tone, but after they put on their lipstick they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints.Every night the maintenance man would remove them and the next day the girls would put them back. Finally the principal, Sister Mary, decided that something had to be done. She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night (you can just imagine the yawns from the little princesses).

To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, Sister Paschal asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was required. He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and cleaned the mirror with it.

Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.

There are teachers….. And then there are educators

    

Supper with Phyllis McKay at Dale’s

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Supper gathering with Phyllis McKay
Dale’s truck stop and Cafe
Wednesday, July 25th – 6:00 pm
 
 
 
Hello Dunseith Alumni folks,
 
In consideration of those of you not living in the Dunseith area that may be visiting the Dunseith area next week, I am sending this message to all of my Dunseith Alumni distribution. 
 
With today’s blog message I posted a message from Phyllis McKay letting us know she will be in Dunseith next week. She will actually be arriving on Saturday night and will be leaving on Friday Morning.
 
I called Phyllis suggesting a little get-together while she is in Dunseith. She thought that was a wonderful Idea.  She said Wednesday would work best for her, so we agreed on this coming Wednesday the 25th for supper at Dale’s at 6:00 PM.
 
I just called Dale’s and talked to George. He said he can handle about 36 folks in the main dinning area. I told him that should be enough. If more show they can just squeeze together a little tighter. Rest assured everyone planning to attend will be accommodated. 
 
George said he’d like to have an idea how may to expect. It is not mandatory, but if you are planning to attend a reply would be most appreciated. I will most likely be posting a list of those planning to attend with the daily blog too.
 
Folks, This is your chance to try the famous Dale’s jumbo burger too.  
 
Phyllis’s Cell phone number is 701-680-9324
 
I know this will be a great social event too. I just wish I was able to attend. I will be with in spirit though.
 
Gary
 
PS – All updates to this gathering will posted on the daily blog.
 
   
Dale’s – July 2007
Bill Grimme’s Jumbo Burger

7/20/2012 (1545)

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Folks,
 
Please see my note below under Phyllis McKay’s posting for a special gathering at Date’s this coming Wednesday.
 
Gary
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Message that went into my Junk email box that I missed. So sorry about that Vickie
 From Vickie Metcalfe (’70): Bottineau, ND
 
Gary, I ‘m wondering?  Is this your e-mail address?
I e-mailed you before the 4th of July.

Finally, I am thinking, perhaps my e-mails are going  into your junk
mail box.

Right now it is threatening rain.
But it is all sound and show, not much moisture.
  The weatherman predicts,  100 today. UffDa Hot.

It has been so very humid.

The dogs and I have been walking before 6:00 a.m.
By 7 :00 a.m. the humidity gets  too uncomfortable.

My sister, Nancy was here for a week.
Her granddaughter  Ashanty,participates in the Missoula Childrens
Theatre.

We made a trip to RiverSIde Cemetery and St. Louis Cemetery on Sunday,
the 8th.
After paying respects to the memories of family and friends  we went
to Rugby Haaland Home.

A delightful afternoon was spent with  our cousins.
Paternal cousin,Eleanor Metcalfe Nerpel and maternal cousin  Eleanor
(Schroeder) Edwards.

I will send a photo at a later date.
Eleanor Metcalfe Nerpel is the oldest  Metcalfe first cousin.
  My brother Shan is the youngest Metcalfe first cousin.
They were born 40 years apart, both in August.

Later Vickie

Vickie,
Yes, your message went into my junk email box and I missed it. I get lazy and don’t always log into my hotmail account to check my junk email box. That is one of the disadvantages of using outlook express for managing my email. So sorry Vickie. Yes, please do send that photo. 
 
Folks, It you don’t see your messages that you send me posted or if I have not replied to your message, then I have missed it. I try to make it a habit not to ignore email messages.
 
Gary

 
 
 
Knox reunion (This went to my spam and I missed it) 
Posted by Julie Knox Seier (’82):  Bottineau, ND
 
Julie, I am so so sorry I didn’t see this earlier. It went into my junk email and I just now saw it. Please give us a report with how your reunion went.  Thanks, Gary
 
Hi Gary,

Would you please mention on your blog?:

The decsendants of Bernie and Olga (Anderson) Knox are going to be gathering at the Lake Metigoshe State Park Dining Hall on Fri, Sat and Sun July 13, 14 & 15th. If anyone would like to stop by and say hello they are more than welcome to!

Bernie and Olga had nine children:

Dorothy (Clayton Earl) (Both are deceased)
Guy  (Lola Millang)
Nettie (Kenny Tooke) (both are deceased)
Minnie (Jack Flynn)
Ina (deceased) (Dick Sletten)
Joyce (Slim Wilkinson) (both are deceased)
Gertrude Coral “Corky” (deceased) once married to Charles Carlson (deceased)
Mary “Tiny” (once married to Chris Hoopman Jr. deceased)
Edna “Susie” (Glen Millang, deceased)

Thank you so much Gary!

Julie (Knox) Seier

 
 
 
Phyllis McKay will be in Dunseith next week.
Message from Phyllis McKay (’65):  Auburn, WA
 
Hi Gary and all,
I am leaving Washington State tomorrow to drive to Dunseith to see my brothers, Kick, Jay, Bill and Dan and sisters, Patsy and Myra. I will be in Dunseith about a week and then I will go to Milnor, North Dakota where my daughter, Tyera and my grandchildren, Derek and Chelsea live.

On August 1, Chelsea and I will fly out of Fargo to Washington DC. We will be there until August 8th. We are hoping the heat will subside while we are in DC. But if not, we will be spending our time visiting air conditioned museums. We will take a moon light tour of the monouments!!

I contacted Senator Hoeven’s office and set up tours of the White House and the Capitol Building. We also have tickets for the Holocoust Museum. We tried to get tickets to visit the Bureau of Engraving but all tours were full. I guess this means there will be many more people besides us that are visiting the Capitol in the sweltering heat of summer.

I think Evie’s idea of goint to Vegas is a good one!!

Phyllis McKay

 
Phyllis,
I can tell you for a fact that Dunseith will be brightened up next week with your presents. We only wish that we could be there to see you too. As you well know, you have a special place in Bernadette’s heart too. Enjoy your vacation with all of your family and friends.
 
Gary
 
PS – I just called Phyllis suggesting a little gathering with some of the folks while she is in Dunseith. She said Wednesday evening on July 25th at 6:00 PM at Dale’s works for her. I will call George in the morning to let him know so he can be geared up for a few more folks this coming Wednesday. After I talk to George, I will be posting a separate message for this event.
 
 
 
Question about the marriage skit Story/pictures that Dick posted
From Peggy Wurgler Axtman (’71):  Kent, WA.
 
Hello,
 
I am curious if anyone knows more of the story & pictures that Dick Johnson submitted about the marriage skit he was in with Randi Fuchs, Terry Halvorson, etc. I have a vague recollection of either being in it, too, or at least being present for it in the basement of some church. I think we sang a song being I see someone playing the piano in the background. Whose bridal shower could it have been? What year?
Just wondering . . . .
Thanks!
 
Peggy (Wurgler) Axtman
 
 
Elaine Watkins
Reply from Marge Langan Longie Wilcox (’56):  Vancouver,  Wa
 

Gary,
where is Elaine Watkins at now.
we were in the same class.
that’s when the boys gave the girls hot seats by burning our dresses
in Agnes berg’s  class.
Marge Langan Wilcox
 
 
Reply to picture posted yesterday
From Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
I love the picture of Mickey/Kelsie and Elaine.  Precious.
 
 
Elinor Fuchs Picture
Reply from Jean Nicholas Miller (’66):  Glendale, AZ
 
Gary,
      I agree with Dick that is the Elinor Fuchs I remember. She was very pretty and nice to me when I went over to her house to play with Randi.
                        Jean

 
Memories of Dr. Lamont’s daughter Joyce, a radio personality
From Ardys Bakken Horner (Teacher):   Detroit Lakes, MN
 
Your recall of superintendents at San Haven reminded me of conversations with Mrs. Carl (Mildred) Isakson who was a head nurse there.

She talked a lot about Dr. Lamont and how his daughter Joyce eventually was a radio personality of WCCO Radio in Minneapolis.  I remember listening to her while living there in the 60’s.  Her radio name was Joyce Lamont.
Ardys Bakken Horner
 
 
Dunseith Clipping
Posted by Susan Fassett (’65):  Spearfish SD
 
I found this in one of Grandma Kate’s scrapbooks.   It had been removed from somewhere else, so has a couple of holes and the entire article is not there, but the picture is interesting in itself.   Who can identify the businesses?   Had to have been  in the 20’s or 30′ s from the looks of the cars.   Dick–can you put a year on them?   I have so much Dunseith history here I guess I need to write a book.   HA!!   Hope you enjoy.   Hugs and prayers to all,   Susan
 
 
 

7/19/2012 (1544)

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Happy Birthday Carol Bergan Harris (DHS ’63):  Torrance CA
 
Gary, just a reminder that Carol Bergan (1963), my classmate, has a birthday on July 19. Happy Birthday Carol.
 
Dennis Dubois

 
 
Reply from Sue Metcalfe:  Branson, MO
 
Thank you for the birthday wishes. It will be a fun day with my two grandbabies for the day.
Campbell Family
Reply from Ardys Bakken Horner (Teacher):   Detroit Lakes, MN
 
Thank you for including a photo of Phyllis, Alan and Cathy Campbell in your blog, it was great seeing them again.  

We are having a hot muggy summer in Detroit Lakes, our big family gathering is over for July, the next one will be during
WE Fest in August.   Ardys Bakken Horner
 
 
 
Hagen Brothers
Reply from Lynn Halvorson Otto (’75):  Boonton, NJ
 
Hello, well you can tell Arlan and Art are brothers, almost look like twins.  I haven’t seen Arlan since graduation, wow many years ago now.  You two both look good and hope life is treating you well.
I think the class of ’75 needs a mini reunion.  Thanks Gary for this blog, it’s loads of fun to keep in touch with people and reconnect.
Lynn Halvorson Otto
 
Lynn,
 
I think a class reunion for your class of 75 sounds like a great idea. If you like, I can provide you the contact info I have for the folks in your class.   All you need to do is set a date, time and place and go for it.
 
Gary 
 
 
Captured from Susan Fassett Martin’s Face Book pictures
 
Aug 1,1992 at the Bill Fassett home in Dunseith ND
Mickey Haagenson Grenier holding Kelsie, Elaine Watkins on the swing
 
 
 
Hosmer’s Calendar
Reply from Neola Kofoid Garbe:  Bottineau & Minot, ND
 
Hi Gary,
 
Thanks to Hosmer’s calendar, I now know I was born on a Friday: December 8, 1939. :)
 
Neola
Neola,
 
This is one for your collections.
 
Gary
 
 
 
 
Joke of the Day
Posted by Doreen Larson Moran (BHS ’61):  Usk, WA & Hazelton, ND

NEWLYWEDS’

Please excuse the four-letter words toward the end of the following story….

I would have deleted them, but the story wouldn’t be the same;

I hope that you will understand.

A young couple got married and went on their honeymoon.

When they got back, the bride immediately called her mother.

“Well,” said her mother, “so how was the honeymoon?”

“Oh mama,” she replied, “the honeymoon was wonderful! So romantic.”
Suddenly she burst out crying.

“But, mama, as soon as we returned, Sam started using the most horrible language –

things I’d never heard before! I mean, all these awful four-letter words! You’ve got to

take me home! PLEASE MAMA!”

“Sarah, Sarah,” her mother said, “calm down! You need to stay with your husband

and work this out. Now, tell me, what could be so awful? WHAT four-letter words?”

“Please don’t make me tell you, mama,” wept the daughter. “I’m so
Embarrassed, they’re just too awful! COME GET ME, PLEASE!”

“Darling, baby, you must tell me what has you so upset. Tell your
Mother these horrible four-letter words!”

Sobbing, the bride said, “Oh, Mama, he used words like:
DUST, WASH, IRON and COOK.”

“I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes,” said her mother.

7/18/2012 (1543)

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Happy Birthday Sue Metcalfe: Branson, MO.
                     
 
 
 
 
 
Elinor Fuchs memories – Thanks for Condolences
Reply from Dick Johnson (’68):  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,       Thanks to Susan for the Elinor and her kids.  The second I saw
her picture I thought—Now THAT”S Elinor.  The kids look the way I best
remember them.  Mom used to get a Christmas from Elinor and her second
husband each Christmas but since Mom has been gone,  I didn’t know what
had become of the.  Thanks for the update.  I did get a personal email
telling me that Randi and Gordy live in Bowman and Roxanne is in
Bismarck.  It’s interesting to hear where people we knew are currently
living.

      Thanks to all who sent condolences on the loss of my uncle and
friend Ron Warcup.  We shared lots of good times and in later years his
love of restoring old cars really got us on the same page.

Dick

 
 
Red Haired Gal
Question from Mark Schimetz (’70):
 
Was the Red Haired lady Julie Grenier?
 
Mark,
 
Mona Dionne Johnson and Carmen Richard identified the red haired gal as Julie Grenier. Julie’s brother Mark Greiner pretty much agrees with them too. He is checking with other family members for their take on the picture.
 
Thank you so much Mark for sharing this picture with us. We had so many replies with that picture too. It was great.
 
My question, is Julie still living?
 
Gary
 
 
Hosmer’s Calendar
Posted by Susan Fassett Martin (’65):  Spearfish, SD
 
 
 
 
The house Leah Richard Bergeron grew up in
From Allen Richard (’65):  Midland, MI.
 

Here are some pix of the stone house where Leah and her siblings grew up.  It is now a privately owned hunting lodge.
 
It is a story and a half.  Basement walls are 2 ft thick tapering to 1 ft on the top level.  The top level is dorm style.  It has all the modern amenities including ADT protection.
 
 
 
 
Memories of S&H Green Stamps
 
 
 
Joke of the day
Posted by Dick Johnson (’68): Dunseith, ND
 
Gary and Friends,     The Las Vegas trip Evie mentioned reminded me of a joke from long
ago.  A guy asks his friend how he did in Las Vegas?  The friend said he
thought he did pretty well.  He went down in a $10,000 Cadillac and came
home in a $250,000 Greyhound Bus.

Dick