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Condolences to the Enno Family
From Lynn Halvorson Otto (’75):  Boonton, NJ
 
My condolences to the Enno family.  I did not know CJ personally but I do know Everett and we are so sorry to hear of CJ’s passing.  God Bless you all.  Lynn Halvorson Otto
 
 
Esther Cote Fugere (’50):   Willow City, ND
Request from Lloyd Awalt (’44): lloydtheresa@hotmail.com Bottineau, ND
 
Esther  Fugere would like to be added on to your blog. Her address is  efugere@utma.com
Lloyd, It is our pleasure to add Esther to our distribution. I am assuming Esther and Theresa are sisters?  Gary 
 

Bob Lykins is still kicking

Reply from Bob (Teacher) to Neola:  Hutto, TX.

 
To Neola and anyone else who might be interested:  I retired after 34 years with the Department of Defense Dependent Schools to Hutto (Austin) Texas in 2008.  To keep myself busy I do some substitute teaching at area high schools and work part time for Pearson Educational Asessment Division of Pearson’s Corp.  I also serve as a commissioner on the Hutto Historical Preservation Commission where I am currently heading up a project to record, on DVD, the reflections of area veterans on their service to our nation. In addition I do a great deal of traveling spending a couple of months in Germany where I have a 16 year old son who lives with his Mom.  I usually also try to make a month long trip up to Minnesota to visit friends and relatives along the way.  This past January I had hip replacement surgery which laid me up for a couple of weeks but things are fine now.  The reason I have not contributed much to the blog is because I have been a bit busy but also because Allen Richard has been rather quiet and when he contributes to the blog, for some reason, I just love to “zing” Allen -:)  Thanks for asking, Neola.
Mr Lykins,
 
It is great hearing from you. You are a busy guy in your retirement years. It is wonderful that you are able to spend time with your son too.
 
I don’t remember my letter Grade from your typing class. All I remember is that I had a card signed by you that I typed 52 words per minute with two errors and that was on the old manual royal machines too. I carried that card in my wallet for 39 years. When I came to the Philippines it got discarded. That class has without a doubt been the most beneficial class I have ever taken in my whole life. When  the computers came into being in the mid 80’s, my typing skills were a bit rusty, but it didn’t take long to revive them though. 
 
The person I remember in my childhood days as being an extremely good typist was my cousin Audrey Hanson Aitchison. My mother frequently seeked her typing skills, mainly for 4-H projects. For you gals that had my mother for a 4-H leader, I am sure Audrey did some typing for some of your projects.   
 
 
Reply from Aggie Casavant (’69):  Fort Mill, SC
 
Gary,
 
Thanks  for  the map  of  the Philippines…I’m a huge lover  of  maps  always  have  been, I  feel  they  always  put you “right  there”. When  I  was  in  school, (especially high school) I  use  to sit  in  study  hall with  my  geography book  and  dream of  all the places  I  would  like to  go  see.. So far  I  visited  38  states, and my dream is to go to Israel…I  want  to  go  so  bad  that  if  I had a free trip  there in the middle of  a war  I  would  go.  I  would  just  see it  as  part  of  the struggle,  part of their history, part of their culture…and  do my best  to  survive. I  found  that Tennessee is  one of  the states, that is  close  to what  I pictured it  to  look  and  feel. Very Very country in every aspect. I have  friends there, and take every opportunity  I  get  to  go spend the week end. Nashvilles O.K, but  I love  to go spend the week end  in some off the road little town,with the true blue  country folks,and eat in the little country diners… The same goes for West Virginia, Spending the week end in  some little off the road little town in the is like going to heaven. Their “continental breakfast” in these little off the road motels are too cute, and the people are a real joy. Like the  waitress  serves you breakfast, then gets a cup a coffee and comes and visits with you.:):):)..A  real  scream,and before you know, be fore you leave, you know the towns history…surprising what you can learn…. Anyway…Thanks Gary!
 
 
 

Catholic Ladies Picture:

 

Comment from Evie Gottbreht Pilkington (’65):  Irvine, CA

 

 
Catholic Ladies PictureI am thinking that this picture is Spring of 1964.  Three reasonsMy mom moved to Minot, with Marc, Lori, Bill and I, June of 1964.  I remember vividly taking the train from Grand Forks, after attending Girls State with Susie Fassett,  to the big city of Minot, therefore my Mom would not be in this picture in 1965.I would also date this Spring of 1964 because in January of 1966 my Aunt Cora Mongeon died and I went to Dunseith to help Uncle Roland.  Since Cora and mom are both in the picture I say 1964.I definitely date this Spring because the hats are spring and summer, this must be an installation of officers for the Ladies Aid Society.  I noticed three of the ladies in the front have a corsage.

My mom is around fifty in this picture, same age as I am now  :-).  The years just fly by!

Evie Gottbreht Pilkington


 
 
Catholic Ladies Picture:
Comment from Dennis Dubois (’63)  Dunseith, ND
 
Gary,
 
just a small correction to Dick Johnson’s note on the Catholic ladies picture. Manuel Cuadrado left Dunseith in 1963, the year he graduated with me. Manuel lives in Omaha. I’ve had the pleasure of talking with him recently. He has done real well with himself. Became a CPA and was still working. Still the gentleman he always was (somewhat of an aberration for that class). Thanks to Dick for bring up Manuel, it brought back fond memories of my classmate.
Dennis, Manny is on our distribution too.
 
Father John Wolfe was the Dunseith Catholic church priest from 1956-1963. Reference – Dunseith “Prairie Past and Mountain Memories” book page 301.
 
Gary 
 Row 4; Stella Schimetz, Esther Fugere, Lorna Zeiler, Josie Dionne, Katherine Berube, Eugenie Malo Grenier, Leona Picard, Alma Gottbreht, Phyllis Barbot, Maxine or Carol Barbot, Leona Mongeon

Row 3: Rebecca Cote,_________, Alice Christianson, Eva Siem, Josephine Fugere, _______Volh, Cora Mongeon, Eva Morrinville Peat, Elise Picard, Sylvia Heffelfinger, Melvina Schneider, Flora Casavant, Emeline Boucher 

Row 2; Olivine Allard, Beatrice Robert, Lillian Allard, Helen Haberman, Alma Casavant, Frances Morinville, Loretta Boguslawski, Alice Boguslawski, Dorothy Robert, Mary Ann Malo, Rita Boucher, Irene Pigeon, Lenore Malo, Alma Berube, Germaine Barbot, Lillian Houle

Row 1: Eva Trafford, Stella Vandal, Esther Neameyer, Emma Cooper, Father Wolfe, Lenore Lamoreux, Alice Evans Berube, Hermine Dionne, Gail Lamoreux, Janet Evans

 
Joke of the day
Posted by Mel Kuhn (’70):  St. John, ND
 
A police officer pulls a Texan over for speeding, and they have the
following exchange:Officer: “May I see your driver’s license?”Driver: “I don’t have one. It was suspended when I got my 5th DUI.”Officer: “May I see the owner’s card for this vehicle?”Driver: “It’s not my car. I stole it.”

Officer: “The car is stolen?”

Driver: “Yes sir. But come to think of it, I believe that I saw the
owner’s card in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.

Officer: “There’s a gun in the glove box?”

Driver: “Yes sir. That’s where I put it after I shot and killed the
woman who owned this car.”

Officer: “You killed the owner of this car?”

Driver: “Yes, sir… and I stuffed her body in the trunk,”

Officer: “There’s a body in the trunk ?!?”

Driver: “Yes, sir.”

Hearing this, the officer immediately called his captain. Within
minutes, the car was quickly surrounded by police, and the captain
approached the driver to handle the tense situation:

Captain: “Sir, can I see your license?”

Driver: “Sure. Here it is.”

The captain quickly verifies that the license is valid.

Captain: “Who’s car is this?”

Driver: “It’s mine, officer. Here’s my owner’s card.”

The captain cross checks state records verifying that the driver
owned the car.

Captain: “Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if
there’s a gun in it?”

Driver: “Yes, officer, but there’s no gun in it.

Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.

Captain: “Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said
there’s a body in it.”

Driver: “No problem.”

The trunk is opened; and, except for a spare tire, it is completely
empty.

Captain: “I don’t understand it. The officer who stopped you said you
told him you didn’t have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the
glove box, and that there was a dead body in the trunk of your car.”

Driver: “Yeah, and I’ll bet he told you I was speeding, too!”