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Photo © Lori Chap
Beaver marches in Memorial Day Parade (front left, with rifle).

Updates -

UPDATE -- Coni & Weston shop for wedding flowers
by Weston Johnson
Maple Grove, MN

Coni and I enjoyed a very busy, but fun, weekend back home for Memorial Day. We headed north on Saturday morning and drove straight to Alexandria, where we checked out a couple of potential reception halls to host our wedding reception. We decided on the VFW, which had the largest capacity and best layout of the places we visited, not to mention reasonable rates for rental and catering.

Next, it was on to the floral shop. I thought this would be a relatively easy stop: pick out a couple of bouquets and some corsages and that's it, right? Then the florist started asking about flowers for the bridesmaids, groomsmen, parents, grandparents, musicians, readers, guest book attendants and punch servers, not to mention decorations for the church and all of the tables at the reception. Soon my head was spinning, but Coni had a pretty good idea of what she wanted, and we were able to find choices we liked in a relatively short time. So it ended up being pretty painless after all!

The rest of our weekend was spent with various friends and family, including a birthday party at Coni's parents' house on Saturday evening, the Memorial Day program in Ashby and a relaxing afternoon at Lori and Shawn's lake lot on Monday.

On Tuesday, Coni, her brother Jeff and I will head back out to Maryland. Coni will have a CT scan on Wednesday morning to see how the treatment is progressing. As long as nothing unexpected shows up on the scan, Coni will stay in Maryland all week to receive Round 6 of her chemotherapy treatment.

Please keep Coni in your thoughts and prayers again this week. You can send e-mails and e-cards to her here: c_waltzing@hotmail.com.

UPDATE -- on lambs, piglets and vacation plans
by Amy Ellen Dake
Brooks-Oklee, MN

Our last ewe to give birth at Storybrooke Farm was in labor when I came home from work one day last week. There was no way of telling when she went into labor, so we waited patiently. But when no lamb came after some time, I decided to check things out. I got her to run into the old chicken coop where catching her wouldn't be so hard. After wrestling her to the ground, I found her lamb was stuck in a bad position -- at least three feet and the head all coming out at once.

Pulling my cell phone out of my pocket, I called Dad in the house, and he came to help. The lamb had been dead awhile. It took some pulling and pushing. We finally got the lamb out, although in pieces. Mom's flashlight got a little splattered, but I cleaned it up and I don't think she's noticed!

I've been staying busy at the hog barn this past year. I work mainly in the farrowing department (where the babies are born). Lambing has always been one of my favorite times of year, so I really enjoy farrowing -- it's kind of like lambing year around! Of course, pigs are very different than sheep -- there is rarely a moment of silence in the barn. The piglets spend a lot of time being obnoxious -- fighting or just being upset over something. One of our favorite things is finding pigs that are sleeping peacefully. They squiggle a little in your arms when you pick them up, dreaming of green grass and sunshine, and sometimes they even "talk" in their sleep.

We found the neatest pig last week. He had two completely formed feet (the toe part) on one of his legs. We see quite a few deformities. A pig was born last week without a face (not the first time). It's like his head was a fluffy pillow and somebody pushed their fist into the front of it, and the face disappeared inside. He had a mouth, but no eyes or nose.

Pig farming has treated me pretty well, but I'm ready to try something else. I gave my notice a couple weeks ago. My last day will be June 12. I'm looking forward to a little vacation in Montana, Wyoming, Nebraska and Iowa this summer, before finding another job!

Amy Dake cuddles sleeping piglet.

UPDATE -- Making candles lights sisters' fire
by Adriana Stahlecker Brown
Granbury, TX

Angela and I started our candle business in August of 2005. It's already been almost a year ... can't believe it! We decided to start a candle business because we both really love candles, but we couldn't justify spending $20 for a good candle. So, we decided that we wanted to make very high quality candles that were affordable.

After making a long list of "name ideas," we voted (with our husbands) until we came down to one name: Country Cabin Candle Co.

Then, the fun began. There was some trial and error to adjusting the amount of scent and color to make them just right ... and finding the wax that worked best for us.

We started out filling Mason jars, but now we have quite an assortment of candles that we make. We have also done some candle parties, which have been a lot of fun.

Anyway, for anyone interested, our website is www.countrycabincandleco.com We are working on making soaps that can be paired with some of our candle scents, so we will let you know how that goes!

Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell; photo by Jennie Dake Horne
Ethan's preschool year ends -- where should he and Carrie go next?

UPDATE -- Ethan Horne's year-end preschool performance
by Jennie Dake Horne
Madison, AL

May brings proms, graduations, awards ceremonies and yes an end of the year performance by the preschoolers. On the last day of the school year, all the parents from Ethan's preschool gathered to watch about 20 three year olds perform. The students filed into the room in a single line up to the stage. One little girl never made it past the back row of the audience as she darted to the safety of her mother's arms. Another little girl, dressed in a pink satin princess dress and a crown with streamers, made it to the stage, but she then immediately found safety next to her parents in the audience.

From the moment he popped through the door, Ethan was scanning the room. As he looked and looked, I could see the desperation in his face as he could not find HIS parents among the sea of people and cameras. When he finally spotted us, he came darting into the audience to give me a hug (just like he does when I arrive home). It took some encouragement by us and direction from the teacher to get him back into his spot on the stage. He was standing front and center of the group. Then the stage fright took hold of Ethan as he realized that everyone was watching them.

The teacher read a poem about the children and then it was time for the students to start singing. There were some natural performers in the group. They stood tall and proud, sang loudly and smiled. Ethan was fixated on the audience -- he stood and watched us as if we were performing. There were twenty plus video cameras and still cameras buzzing and clicking away to capture the moment to share with grandparents later.

Ethan was not alone in his stage fright as the little girl next to him rocked and swayed to the music, but did not mutter a peep. Another little girl kept her hands clasped over her eyes the entire performance. When they picked up their props (two colored sticks), Ethan's were missing. One of the teachers came to his rescue, but this performing thing was still too much. While the other students were tapping their sticks to the song, Ethan spun his in his hands and ran them together. This all became too overwhelming for one little boy who came running out to his mom in tears.

When the songs were over, each student was given a certificate. Of course there isn't patience in a group of three year olds to wait for their names to be called, so the certificates were quickly passed out by the teachers.

When the students were dismissed, Ethan darted straight for us. Carrie gave him the biggest "I'm proud of you" hug I've ever seen. Ethan gave hugs to his two teachers and got his picture taken with them. Ms. Pearl assured me that Ethan knew every word. I smiled and said it was a wonderful performance.

Back in the car on our way to lunch, Ethan asked me if I saw everyone's parents. We stopped at Subway where Ethan ordered a ham, pepperoni, and salami sandwich with carrots and lettuce. We split the sandwich between the two kids and Carrie didn't seem to mind Ethan's unusual selection at all. Chris, Ethan and Carrie headed home and I headed back to work. Ethan and Carrie were both asleep after just a five minute drive home.

On Monday night, Ethan put on a performance for us at home. He always starts with his arms spread wide and exclaiming, "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls." He performed Sleeping Beauty with a great feast and riding through the forest on his noble steed and locked in the dungeon and fighting the dragon and rescuing the princess. At the beginning, he declared there would be no kissing in his show -- at all, but he forgot by the end and saved the princess with a kiss. Carrie just gets excited about the running around and loves to clap.

Two Pictures Attached: One is of the group. Ethan is in the front row in the center wearing a blue shirt with blue dot by his feet. The second is of Ethan and Carrie after the performance.

(Ethan and Carrie's parents are Chris and Jennie Dake Horne; they are grandchildren of Ernie and Carolyn Dake and the great grandson and great granddaughter of LeRoy and Vonnie Dake.)

Ethan, center above blue dot, participates in preschool performance.

Carrie hugs Ethan after ceremony.

Day to Day R
With Donna Mae
Ashby, MN

Photo © Lori Chap
Flags fly in steady breeze, Veterans' Memorial, Ashby, Minnesota.

Ashby Presents Memorial Day Program & Parade

Lori snapped a beautiful picture of the Veterans' Memorial, as we waited for the parade of people to come from the Memorial Day program that was held earlier at the school. Beaver said it was one of the best programs ever done in Ashby, to his recollection. The Ashby Legion parade marching unit begins the parade at the high school and continues on to the Veterans' Memorial along Highway 78.

Lori, Shawn, Peggy, Becky, Caity, Jayce, Weston, Coni and I visited the Johnson family graves while we waited. Beaver had been out the day before and done my job, that of pulling any weeds amongst the plants. The tree that was planted is thriving and growing quite tall; it makes a good marker to find the family plot.

We wandered back over and were ready when the marchers and a huge turnout of people showed up. On the front of The Ashby Post we read: "Patriotism runs high at the Ashby Memorial Day program." And so it did!

The first graders did their usual placements of the crosses, flags and wreathes, while people waited in silence. There was a speaker and then the "final roll call" for deceased veterans of the last year. They also folded each flag flown representing those gone and presented it to family members. There was a guest singer, Eric Edlund; he'd done a couple of songs at the school and performed a cappella a Negro spiritual, "Goin' Home," at the Memorial site. The American Legion firing squad performed the 21-gun salute, followed by the moving TAPS, done by two young Ashby men. The service was then closed with a prayer.

Another memorable Memorial service to Ashby's credit.

The Matriarch Speaks W
by Dorothy (Dake) Anderson
Alexandria, MN

Who Is This?

Let's Play a Guessing Game: Whenever it is handy to do so we will run a picture of someone of the subscribers or staff members of our e-magazine. Tell us who you think it is -- we will let you know who was the first to guess it right -- and the correct guess -- in the following week's Bulletin.
(Send us some to run; we will line them up in our staging area to take their turn. Thanks to LeRoy Dake and Ginny Dake McCorkell for sending last week's mystery picture.)

How many can you identify?

Answers to last week's mystery pictures (click here to review them):

From left to right: Blanche, LeRoy, Vonnie, Lois, Carol, Bill [Dake]. The person in back is hard to see, so I will guess it is Jim Miller.

Melanie Lehtola
Howard Lake, MN

Editor's Note: I rather imagine Jim was taking the picture ... so then that is someone else in the back. I do wonder if anyone will know who it is. The rest in the picture you have identified correctly.

The picture had to be taken on a Sunday, by the way every one is dressed up. The people are sister Blanche, brother LeRoy, Vonnie, Lois, and brother Billy, and the first grandchild, Carol. And the man in the back I would guess to be Robert Olson.

Gertrude Dake Pettit
Howard Lake, MN

Editor's Note: I do believe you are correct on every point ... and yes, I also think the man in back is Robert.

Now THIS week -- I hesitate to guess again -- but believe it is LeRoy and Vonnie Dake -- that is the age we were when I knew her -- and must be Blanche on the far left.

Ruth (Weiland) Kitto
Apache Junction, AZ

The mystery photo is: Mom (Blanche), Uncle LeRoy and Aunt Vonnie, Aunt Lois, Carol, and Uncle Bill. A couple of guesses: The person partially hidden behind Vonnie is probably my dad (Jim) and the photo was taken on the driveway of Grandpa and Grandma Dake's farm.

Steve and Marian Miller
Coral Springs, FL

Starting on the left: Blanche, LeRoy, Vonnie, Robert Olsen, Lois, Carol and Billy. Wonder where they were walking to? Seems they are carrying flowers...

Didn't get to see the previous week's Bulletin until we got home from Portland ... but I recognized the Billy Dake family. When I read this week's Bulletin I saw all the comments and was very glad to see some of the old pictures. I think the date was about 1964 or 1965 ... more inclined to say 1965 as Billy passed away in 1966 -- same year as Dick and my Mom. I went to Houston to get him from the M.D. Anderson Hospital after the surgery and I think it was 1965.

Tom Miller
Madera, CA

Travelogue t

Greg and Sonja Dake left Durham, North Carolina, for Shanghai, China, on January 6th and returned January 28th. It was a business trip for Greg and Sonja went along. They took extra time for sightseeing while they were there.

Photo © Greg & Sonja Dake
Yangtze River in mountains of Yunnan Province near Lijiang.

Traveling to Yunnan Province
The four-star hotel that wasn't
(posted by Sonja)

Next morning, the room was frigid. Greg got up and turned on the shower to try to heat the bathroom up before we took showers. When he was done he dressed in front of the space heater, which had run all night but never really got the room warm. I took a quick shower and did the same, and we went to breakfast.

Breakfast was in the other restaurant, the "non-Western" one. We were brought a plate of watermelon slices (watermelon seemed to be very popular; everywhere we ate had it), a bowl of noodles in liquid with some ground meat on top of it, tea, and a plate of rolls and cakes and cookies. Thus I got to learn how to eat noodles with chopsticks, as there was no fork here, either.

As I started eating, a middle-aged Chinese man came in to eat and was seated at the same table as us. (The tables are set up for 10 or more people, so groups of two may end up at the table with one or two other small groups.) He had a laugh at me trying to pick up the noodles, and I grinned at him and kept trying. I finally got the hang of it. You don't pick them up, you just sort of scoop them sideways to the side of the bowl, and then just slurp them up. You pick the bowl up and bring it to your mouth for almost all foods anyway, rice, noodles, etc. Slurping is not considered bad manners. The liquid the noodles were in was spicy, pepper sauce or something in it, but good.

We finished eating and went back to pack our luggage up again. We were headed out of Lijiang that morning, to make the three and a half or four hour drive to Dali. We would stay two days and a night in Dali, then return to Lijiang. Our luggage was taken down to the van by a bellboy. Our guide explained that we would be meeting a different guide in Dali, then back to her when we returned to Lijiang.

We fervently hoped the Dali hotel at least had working heat!

Visiting Dali

We left Lijiang around 9 a.m. Sunday morning, January 22nd. We drove through small towns (in a couple of which the driver drove through the local market instead of the main road, which we realized he was doing to avoid the toll booths), and a lot of empty countryside. The roads there are only wide enough to accommodate two horses, side by side; that's the standard measurement, so taking a small van through was ... interesting. Especially since it was obvious there weren't supposed to be any motorized vehicles through there!

We saw barber shops, noodle shops, shoe stores, truck and bicycle repair shops, junkyards, etc., all within arm's reach of the van, and all in long rows of open-front buildings. I took a few pictures but I don't know if they'll show what we saw, as it was so close and so crowded I couldn't really get a lot in each picture.

We stopped after about three hours at a store for a restroom break and so the driver could have a cigarette. He offered cigarettes to Greg and me as well, which we turned down. Greg went in to use the restroom; I stayed outside. I told him if there was anything in there resembling snacks to get me something. When he came back he said there were lots of snacks but he'd give me 100RMB if I could name what a single one was. I didn't take him up on it, as the driver came back then, handed each of us some bottled water, and said the only English I ever heard him use during our entire visit: "Let's go!"

Back on the road, we continued going down a mountainside until we arrived in Dali. There is a large lake that the town is situated on, called Erhai Lake. Our Dali guide later told me it was so named because of its shape; erhai means "ear." There are freshwater shrimp as well as 20+ species of fish in the lake, so lots of "seafood" in their cuisine as well.

to be continued

Photo Editor's Note: We are serializing Sonja and Greg's web log and illustrating it with the photos they are posting, but there is far more photo material available than we will be able to fit in The Bulletin, so we also provide the links to the blog, for those who are interested:

Web Log: http://sonjas-travels.blogspot.com/

By Don Anderson
Alexandria, MN

Garage Sale: June 10, 2006

I am a garage sales person. I really don't need anything but a good sale appeals to me.

I look at it this way: How do you know what you need if you don't see it?

Last week I came upon this baby stroller-walker. As I was walking away I turned around and went back and bought it.

Memories of the 50's come to mind.

This is the second one I have purchased. Bought one in about 1953 for one of our daughters. (I won't mention any names.)

I recall we had to really scrape the old piggy bank to get the purchase price of about $10.

Ours was pink and our little girl enjoyed riding as much as I enjoyed providing the power. Her favorite stop was Dairy Queen.

This one will be sold on our garage sale on June 10th. Anybody who is interested can purchase it. Price upon request!

For Sale: Baby Stroller-Walker

o In Service To Our Nation j
Gert Dake Pettit is compiling information on family members and friends of the Dake family who served in the armed forces during and after World War II. Melanie Lehtola assisted. Steve Miller supplied the photos.

Billie Dake & Jim Miller in England, left; Jim Miller in Army uniform, right.

Jim Miller
Bradenton, FL

I entered the US Army in March 1943 and took my basic training at Camp Grant, Illinois. After basic, we were shipped to Bristol, England, where we prepared to invade German occupied France. Twice during the summer of 1943 I got together with Bill Dake, Blanche's brother, in England.

I was a truck driver in the 471st Quartermaster Company, attached to the 1st Army Headquarters (General Eisenhower and his staff). On May 23, 1944, I drove my 2-1/2 ton truck (deuce and a half) onto the LCT for the much anticipated invasion. My first truckload was the maps! I was the second truck off the ship; the first truck disappeared in about eight feet of water ... that was comforting! At about 3 o'clock on the afternoon of D-Day, June 6, 1944, we landed at Omaha Beach, Normandy, France. I spent the next 11 months and 9 days in combat.

In that time I went through seven trucks. Our company had two jobs: move 1st Army Headquarters (General Eisenhower liked to stay close to the front and was rarely more than five miles behind the lines!) and to haul troops, gas, ammunition, food and supplies to the 3rd Armored Division (General Patton) on the front lines. Often we would haul German prisoners back from the front. We would haul 18 fully equipped troops to the front and 70 to 75 prisoners back.

The gas was hauled in 5-gallon jerry cans and, as you can imagine, we were anxious to get them unloaded and "get outta Dodge!" Sometimes there would be two or three soldiers pouring gas into a Sherman tank's gas spout at the same time ... nobody worried about a little spillage! The 155-mm howitzer shells were packed two in a wooden box. The way we unloaded them was to back up at a good clip and then slam on the brakes. There wasn't any chance of them exploding because they didn't have the primers in them. We carried the primers carefully in the cab of the truck.

I was in Belgium when we were over-run by the Germans in the Battle of The Bulge. I was behind the enemy's lines for about three days before our troops fought back to rescue us. I crossed the Rhine River into Germany over the Remagen Bridge and on to Berlin. I attained the rank of Corporal and was discharged on December 1, 1945.

Jim Miller drove trucks in Europe during World War II.

Blanche Dake & Jim Miller, engaged, but not yet married during the war.

Celebrations & Observances
From the Files of
Hetty Hooper

This Week's Special Days
June 6---D Day

This Week's Birthdays
June 4---Merna Hellevang
June 5---Rian de Been-van Gageldonk
June 6---Jettison Quaid Freesemann (1 year)
June 7---Shane Swenson
June 8---Ashley Huseby (3 years)
Happy Birthday!

This Week's Anniversaries
June 6---Wyatt and Jolene Johnson (8 years)
June 7---Clark and Susan Miller Smith (15 years)
June 10---Jim and Kristi Larson Indermark (6 years)

More June Birthdays
June 1---Jeremiah Dake

June 16---Gina Henderson
June 17---Louise Cloyd
June 18---Caitlynn Mae Chap (10 years)
June 19---Doris Anderson
June 19---Ashley Meyers
June 20---Spencer Aydelotte (12 years)
June 20---Roy Droel
June 20---Julian Montford
June 21---Ary Ommert Jr.
June 24---Aiden Montford (3 years)
June 25---Ben Henderson
June 26---Greg Wm. Dake
June 26---De Myer
June 27---Sam Mellon
June 29---Tim Huseby

More June Anniversaries
June 3---Larry and Ginny Dake McCorkell (34 years)

June 18---Jason and Tami Anderson Hunt (2 years)
June 19---Curt and Patty Anderson Henderson (24 years)
June 20---Rich and Marlene Anderson Johnson (25 years)
June 20---Steve and Marian Miller (36 years)

June Special Days
June 6---D Day
June 14---Flag Day
June 18---Father's Day
June 21---First Day of Summer

Miss Hetty's Mailbox:

Dear Miss Hetty,

Thank you for the birthday greetings!

Amy Ellen Dake
Brooks-Oklee, MN

I have an addition for your birthday list: Mckenna Blanche Miller, born May 30, 2004, daughter of Mitch and Kim Miller. Our youngest granddaughter!

The photo of Marian and me was taken last summer when our family was together in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. The other is of Mike, Vicki, and Ariel Miller and was taken in December 2005. Ariel will be 5 this September and is making wonderful progress.

Thank you again for the wonderful tribute to Grandma Dake.

Steve and Marian Miller
Coral Springs, FL

Steve & Marian Miller, left; Mike, Vicki & Ariel Miller, right.

Miss Hetty Says

Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell
Happy 34th Anniversary, Ginny & Larry McCorkell!

Keep Us Posted!

Please drop Miss Hetty a line and tell us who, and what, we've missed. And how about a report (photos welcome) of YOUR special celebration?

'Many Thankse

Miss Hetty


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Good afternoon from an only 88 degrees "cold wave" in the Valley of the Sun....

It is very interesting to learn about the Bill Dake family -- I don't believe I knew any one them.

I am especially glad to see Carol Dake Printz's family. It is so nice to get a "getting acquainted letter" from her this week!

I MUST also send a thank you for the wonderful tribute to Grandma Dake! I am sorry that I never knew her. It was very special to read about her, however.

I am learning more and more who belongs to what families -- and already WAIT for the next week's BULLETIN!

Ruth (Weiland) Kitto
Apache Junction, AZ

Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell
Mason Henderson loves a good joke!

Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell; photo by Larry T. Dake
You kidding me? Levi, with his new friend on moving day.

Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
by Betty Droel
MoundsView, MN

There is hardly enough time to do justice to that last very interesting and beautiful issue of The Bulletin ... beginning with the Lady Slipper Orchid. God's handiwork makes a person sit in silence observing such intricate beauty, and so soon it fades. I thought it was nice how the picture was large enough to see all the details and coloring.

Coni buys a wedding dress. What a strong person she is, and the hope for the future overrides the time ahead in the healing process. I am thankful she found a dress that all were happy about, and now there is a certain satisfaction in knowing it is there ready for the day. So, if it's too much effort to shop, then she will already have that most important purchase. To just look at the bag it's hanging in would give a lift of spirits when they might be low. They say anticipation is three fourths of the realization, so Weston, don't peek.

Lori has the most radiant smile on every single picture. We have so much to keep up with in the Bulletin families. Births, deaths, and marriages ... and of course the beloved Miss Kitty episodes. Always something new and of interest to most of us.

What a bonus for Colette to have found and bought a home in such splendor as the wild flowers right in the back yard. AND, the beautiful sharp color photos and details. She must have a very good camera. What a surprise to find that lady slipper just out the kitchen window.

It was so exciting to see Jayce's kindergarten graduation ceremony. We are going to Krista Rae Weiland's kindergarten graduation ceremony on June 8th. She is so thrilled to think of going into first grade, but we know that means she is growing up. Shalana will be going into third grade. She is hoping to become a teacher, and she is already a good one when she plays school. Keeps order, and is so organized.

I have been thinking of Beaver having the cardio conversion. It is marvelous that there is help for the ailing heart. Why I'm so interested in his progress is that I have atrial fibrillation, too. So far, it's just in the beginning treatment stage with the blood thinner procedure. The body tries to go back to the dust, but we won't let it. Thanks for his updates.

The GUESS picture was very easy this time. Taken a few years before I knew them as the Dakes, but we knew Vonnie as Vonnie Thomas when she was in nurse's training

Thanks, Larry, for giving us a report that you will be taking time away from your weekly articles. We will try to be patient, and we wish you well in your present affairs.

What a lot of work to have kept track of every little detail in China to write about it! All the food and serving, and eating ... very interesting. This travelogue has been so captivating, and it never seems to lose anything in the telling. I am sure home never looked so good.

Gert's reports on family members in the service would have been a lot of work gathering information, and sorting it all out in categories, as it was. That would be very impressive to the folks who knew them, and we who don't know them personally can only admire their sacrifice for our USA to continue to be what it is.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY, MAVIS. Also, your 49th anniversary! Quite a day for you. Later this month a very special man will be having a birthday, too. On June 20th.

Leave it to Ginny to have that one of a kind picture of Levi. Almost makes you dizzy to look at it very long. What a cute baby.

Had to laugh at Doug's Foto Funnie ... about the drums or guitar. Better ask Cap'n Jack which one you should learn to play. It wouldn't be drums -- or would it?

Once again we come to the last pages of The Bulletin for the week. We will end this with a thank you to our editors ... for the editing, and for the photo editing, which together have made a Bulletin that only gets better over time.

We had a most wonderful weekend. One we won't have a chance to repeat, as we had the opportunity to have Roy's sons, Darrel and Rodger, and their families for a picnic on Saturday, and then on Sunday we had my family for a supper at an Italian place, and it was really delicious. We got to the cemetery where Roy's wife, Edith, is, and to the one where my mother and dad are. Last year I put a rose on my dad's grave as I always do, but this year it was one on my mother's, too. We took a great trip around by Red Wing, Winona, and Rochester -- then wound our way back home. Of course, we had to tour the Red Wing Potteries, and had to eat at several places along the way.

Betty Droel

Betty's parents' graves, left; Darrel and Johanna Droel, right.


Photo illustration © Douglas A. Anderson
Arthur has mixed feelings about his new apartment.

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