Sunday, February 25, 2007
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FAMILY UPDATE -- cold and clear at Breezy Point
I am a couple of weeks late, but THANK YOU! to all of Beaver's and Donna's family for including us for several meals and lots of swimming during their weekend in Breezy Point. It was really wonderful to see everyone and the kids especially enjoyed having cousins to play with again. Yes, I did hear that Erik told Jayce, "You sure have a nice family!" and he is ever so right about that.
We have survived the cold spell and the kids are anxious to try ice skating again. Although a bit warmer today, the wind chill made it just too cold to enjoy being out for long. Earlier today we went to the Nisswa Jubilee where the kids had fun at a carnival. We froze waiting for and watching the parade, but it was fun anyway.
I am working full time in Brainerd at a Weyerhaeuser location, fulfilling many of the clerical needs for the small office and warehouse. Tim is now in the process of painting inside our house. Ashley is the proud owner of a light, cinnamony pink room. And I have a very nice neutral master bath. Next to come is either the master bedroom or Erik's room.
Eventually, the entire house will get painted, but once in a while Tim is called upon to help some family friends to move furniture for their interior design business. And then, just keeping track of Ashley when Erik is at school takes a lot of time!
Speaking of school, Erik (who is in Kindergarten) is learning how to read. Every night he brings home a short book that he has to read to us and return to school for a sticker on his chart. It is so much fun to see him learning so much this year.
The Husebys -- Tim, Colette, Erik and Ashley
UPDATE -- we're engaged!
After three and a half years of dating, Ryan Hellevang and I are engaged, much to no one's surprise. We had been discussing how we were going to go about "becoming engaged" and let everyone know when, in a lull in the conversation, he asked me to be his wife and settled everything.
We'd like the wedding to be in Fargo and have been looking for locations for an August 10th wedding and a reception the following day, Saturday, August 11th. It's wonderful to be able to plan this with our families and take steps toward making the wedding a reality!
UPDATE -- Caity's team finishes season on top
Caity's 4th and 5th grade girls' basketball season came to an exciting finale last Saturday. We were in Battle Lake at 8:30 a.m., finding the usual gymful of noisy girls and spectators.
The first game was a barn burner, with Ashby slipping past Underwood, 18 to 12.
The next game paired Ashby with Brandon - Evansville. The opponents were having an off day against Ashby's determined defense and scored their only points on a shooting foul, which in this league is worth an automatic two points. Ashby finished with 20, with Evansville - Brandon failing to get the ball into the bucket.
The last game was one to remember! The West Central team, which had beaten Ashby earlier in the season, came out strong, getting a big lead early on. But the Ashby girls fought back, overtaking West Central, gaining a two point lead, and hanging on despite WCA's relentless attacks. When the final horn sounded, Ashby had won 18 to 16.
If Caity and her buddies shoot baskets all summer, they should be real contenders next year. Oh, and they need to grow about a foot each, to be even with all the tall girls our neighboring towns have produced.
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Whooping Cough Risk
For anyone in contact with children under the age of 1, it is recommended to have a DTP shot (diphtheria, tetanus and pertussis). This is unless you've had one in the last 10 years. For adolescents, it's two years. They say whooping cough is re-emerging and it's awful ... a person can cough so hard that they can break ribs.
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The Matriarch Speaks W
The McDouglas Chuckles feature, Foto-Funnies, is in need of your photographic assistance. Please think of us when you find another of the "photos with a future." The pictures could be of any of The Bulletin subscribers, your children or your pets ... just waiting to be quoted! Send your offerings to the Matriarch or to "McDouglas" (Ginny McCorkell and Douglas Anderson).
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.
How many can you identify?
I surely enjoyed that old time picture of the eight pretty ladies. I am trying to think where it was taken and I am thinking it could be at the Jacobsons' home for Virginia Jacobson Peterson's wedding in the early 50's. Does anyone know?
So now I will try to guess who stood so nice for this photo. Left to right: Gloria Jacobson Anderson, Ruth Ferch Slotten, Donna Jacobson Anderson, Marilyn Kay Wheeler (who passed away February 19, 2004), DeLoris Anderson, Betty Weiland Droel, Joann Wheeler Peterson, and Virginia Ann Jacobson Peterson (who passed away recently).
If this was taken in 1954, I was in Fargo working at Northwestern Bell so I missed the party.
Mavis Anderson Morgan
Editor's Note: Thanks for the very well done guess, Mavis. I thought it was either Virginia's or Gloria's wedding. (The corsages indicated that.) I believe Betty sent the photo but she did not remember who they all were or what they were gathered for. I believe you probably have it pretty close. --DMA
OH, this is soooo cute! My guess is it's Virginia's wedding ... in 1954. Wonderful old pictures are treasures... Where do the years fly to?
I don't know if I know any of the persons this week! But I would guess the one on left is Vonnie Thomas Dake and the third to last is Betty Weiland Droel. Will be waiting to hear the others...
The GUESS picture brought back some unforgettable special memories. All those thin, lovely ladies in the pretty dresses. You can see why I was trying to hide, but I was so thrilled be there. Left to right: Gloria Jacobson, Ruth Fertch, Donna Jacobson, Marilyn Wheeler, DeLoris Anderson, me [Betty Weiland], JoAnn Wheeler, Virginia Jacobson. I guess I forgot what the occasion was. Maybe Lorraine Slotten's wedding. There was something always going on that was fun and special with those girls in Wahpeton and Breckenridge.
Betty (Weiland) Droel
Photo © Frans de Been
Spring -- and crocuses -- return to The Netherlands.
Greetings from the Netherlands
Yes, winter time ... hahahahaah we have a soft winter here this year. I can tell you exact the nights of temperatures below zero Celsius [i.e., freezing] this winter. Now we must have around 4 or 6 degrees Celsius. We have now 15 to 17 degrees Celsius 10 degrees more. Oh yes, the nature is also not what it used to be. The flower bowls are standing 8 to 10 centimeters above the ground.
The rest is OK. Here are some pictures of the garden.
Have a nice day to you all!
Frans de Been
$ A Long Time Ago !
In October of 1936, a couple of weeks before his 23rd birthday, Donald Johnson, his sister Marjory ("Marj"), three young women friends and their friend Howard Melby left Minnesota to seek their fortunes in California, sharing expenses on the way. The Depression was in full swing and finding jobs was practically impossible. However, Donald and Howard found steady employment as dishwashers at MacDonnell's Hollywood Drive-In. They worked (on different shifts) five nights and one day a week, earning $2 for 10 hours of work. They rode streetcars to work for a dime and shared a sleeping room in a private home; the rent cost them $4 a week.
Soon after arriving, Donald met Twila Cortsen, a 22-year-old Utah woman who worked as a live-in housekeeper for the Smith family and cared for their 8-year-old son, Peter. Outward circumstances didn't favor courtship and marriage, but love WILL find a way.
I continually reserved the right to go out with other girls. I hadn't planned to be a "push over" for the first girls I saw in California, after carefully screening at least 35 girls in Minnesota the year before, but I never got time to use my "rights."
I was working five nights and one day a week and if I would call down to Smiths' on my nights off, sometimes Twila would say, "I have to stay home with Peter tonight."
"Tell him to come down here," Mrs. Smith would holler, so I didn't have much chance.
Then Twila started talking like maybe we ought to get married, and I really didn't have much argument against it. I was far from home and probably a little homesick. And she was really the best-looking girl I had ever seen, with her new teeth, and pretty tall, too. Also, she was self-supporting right then. (I sure couldn't afford anything else.)
So I sort of agreed with her that it wasn't too bad an idea, but it was kind of complicated, with her living at Smiths' and me sleeping in the same bed as Howard.
We sure couldn't tell anybody under those conditions, but one day we got a license and thought we would figure out something. We put Twila's address at Smiths' on the legal document that was published and luckily nobody we knew noticed it in the paper.
In a couple of days she started getting mail from everywhere -- advertising from retired preachers and wedding chapels and greenhouses and photo studios and birth control product makers and everything. Times were still hard and everyone was after a dime, wherever there might be one. Luckily, the mailman came while the Smiths were at work and she got it before they saw it.
We swore Daisy (Twila's cousin) and Henry (Daisy's husband) and Marj to secrecy. Daisy and Marj said they would go along to the Wilshire Wedding Chapel as witnesses on Twila's day off, February 25, 1937.
I got one night off from work (the only shift I missed in all the time we were there) and so we went. I marched bravely up to the altar and we got hitched.
The Wilshire Wedding Chapel charge was $3 and $2.50 for the license, total $5.50. The motel took my last $3 and I had to borrow 50 cents from Twila for streetcar fare until pay day.
Daisy invited us to her place for supper. I wasn't too crazy about the bean sprouts she served, but it didn't make much difference. Food never had been my main passion.
When we got to the motel, Twila made me carry her over the threshold. I don't know why, but she had heard that was the thing to do. Probably an old hand-me-down custom from the days when cave men dragged their brides into their caves by the hair.
The next morning the old lady who cleaned the cabins unlocked our door with her master key about every hour after 6 or 7 a.m. and stepped in to see if we were gone yet, so she could clean. We weren't experienced, or we would have nailed the door shut or found a cabin in the woods instead.
I went back to work again that night and Twila went back to Smiths' and we lived happily ever after, the same as before, until spring.
Donald and Twila Johnson celebrated 45 wedding anniversaries together at Ashby, Minnesota. Sunday, February 25, 2007, would be their 70th anniversary, had they lived to see it. This account of their wedding appears in Donald's life story, written shortly before he died in 1982. Their children -- Jerrianne, Kathlyn, David ("Beaver"), Richard and Mitzi -- have all made numerous contributions to The Bulletin. Another son, Robert ("Bobby"), died at age 11, in 1954.
Celebrations & Observances
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March Special Days
Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
You ask why our 14th anniversary is such a milestone. Well, for one thing, I am 76 and Roy is 85. Roy had 50 years together with Edith, his beloved wife who died of cancer, and he was alone a year, and now we have had 14 years together. Amazing, but Roy is so healthy and likely will outlast me.
We were invited to Rod and Renee Martin's home for a lovely anniversary dinner. She took our picture.
"Our" son Rodger stopped by with a most beautiful, exquisite, orchid plant. The first orchid we have ever had in our home, and it surely must represent the extreme degree of love for a wonderful dad. This is a picture of one of the many blossoms.
Our first year, Roy gave me a little glass "Bluebird of Happiness" figurine. So, just for the fun of it, each anniversary we have added another bird. We went shopping yesterday to find our 14th one. This time we chose a ruby colored one.
We enjoyed a fabulous brunch at Kozlak's for our day. They were observing Mardi Gras, so everything was in that theme. The servers all had wild masks on, and the food was named New Orleans style. We had Jumbalaya, for one thing, also some Gumbo soup.
Now to begin another wonderful year together. We value each day we have at our age. Thanks for letting me share our day, and now it's your turn to tell us about your special days. We always read every word from beginning to end in The Bulletin.
Roy and Betty Droel
Anita (Pfingsten) Weiland is a niece to Jim and Blanche Miller, and was married to my brother Harold, on January 9, 1959 -- 48 years ago. So it is this connection that gives me the opportunity to claim being eligible for the Anderson/Dake Bulletin family. (Thanks, Anita. Do you know how addicted we are to The Bulletin?)
Just nine years ago, my brother Harold died of viral/bacterial pneumonia at the time when the respiratory flu was raging. One of his many "hats" was being an EMT on the Yankton, South Dakota, ambulance team. The team had a cast made of EMT's assisting a victim sent with the flowers to the funeral from the team. It is unique and sits in Anita's glass memory case.
Anita has bravely carried on with her life and she is a beloved sister-in-law. She was also an EMT so is still on the ambulance team, besides being a nurse in an assisted living residence, baking fresh goods every morning for a health food store, and keeping house for her constant companion, Daisy Mae, a Bichon Frisé.
Betty Weiland Droel
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?
+ LETTERS TO THE EDITORS?
I like the addition to your Jazzy. What an invention!
Mavis Anderson Morgan
It's nice to be reminded of Charlie Brown and friends on the island of Grand Cayman! Thank you, Capt. Jack.
We were all together this evening to celebrate my husband Don's birthday. Can hardly believe how old we are getting (smile). I enjoyed The Bulletin this morning. What a great way to start Saturdays ... by reading all the news. Thanks again!
Thanks for another great Bulletin. I checked out the pie recipe that the photo editor (Jerrianne) recommended. I won't make it today, but it sure sounds yummy. Thanks again to McDouglas for another belly laugh.
Marlene Anderson Johnson
Photo Editor's Note: Thanks, Marlene ... I think my decision to tuck that bonus story and recipe link after the Quotation of the day was probably a lemon ... as I think it was probably overlooked by most readers.
I loved that story because it was exactly what The Bulletin was originally about -- encouraging the Editor's college student grandchildren to pay attention and get all they could out of their college experience, because you never know, in advance, what's going to be important later.
The other thing that made that story personally appealing is that the first time I encountered a Lemon Meringue Pie, I blew it. My grandma made a new kind of pie I'd never heard of before, and before I could stop my three-year-old self, I reacted impulsively and said I didn't LIKE lemon pie. Big mistake!
No matter how hard she tried to get me to taste one bite of it, I wouldn't. No way! And, boy, did she try! Well, a couple of lemon meringue pies later, I finally, grudgingly, DID taste one little bite ... and it was TO DIE FOR ... my favorite pie! Not only did I have to "eat crow," along with the lemon pie, but all my life since, I've regretted the lemon pies I missed -- all because of my foolish pride, refusing to face my fear of the unknown, refusing to reconsider my hasty and reckless response. It sure doesn't pay to be a knucklehead ... I found that out the hard way! --Jerrianne
P.S I tried the recipe for Lois Dake's Peanut Butter Pie this week. Oh, my! What a taste sensation! And I'm not, ordinarily, that fond of peanut butter, either.
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
Who wouldn't get that smitten expression if Suzanne whispered in your ear? Even if it was a snowman hearing that it would soon warm up enough to mean it would be "puddles for him." Cute picture, Bitzi.
One thing that is so exciting about our Bulletin is the surprise announcements we often see within the pages. This time we get in on the news of a new family addition coming soon to Rylie's and Brooklynn's house. Weddings, babies, funerals, travelogues, reports, humor -- what an amazing array of pages, and it's all because the subscribers faithfully submit updates and news every single week. Our thanks.
The "Denim Princess." I loved that picture, especially with that caption, which was so perfect for the pose.
I have to say that I didn't know the folks in the birthday story of Melody turning 30, but it was so interesting, and I tried to see what had been served, but it must have been either before or after they ate. I have certainly gotten acquainted with a lot of new people since getting The Bulletin.
It has been fun following Mavis and Tom's stories about their company in Florida. This time I can recognize them all -- except that huge turtle. Mavis has on that cute outfit again on the picture with Jim.
Well, thank goodness Donna Mae had strength and incentive enough to write her Day to Day this time. I doubt she is much better, as a back problem like hers will take a long time of pain to heal. That sounds negative, but it's a fact. We think of you, and know your visitors would all grab a dishrag to pitch in and give Beaver a hand. Well, Shari is a traveler! One Bulletin in Florida and the next one she is in Arizona and San Diego and the next one she's in Ashby! It just happened that way, as it does with having children and grandchildren here and there. We hope she is having safe travels and happy days.
Nice to see a picture of Linda Knutson, who helps you out so much, Donna Mae.
Dorothy, Roy was very interested in your leg rest for the Jazzy that Don made. He had an idea for it, too, so we need to come out and see it in person. How about that? MAYBE someday!
Another very well written story by Wyatt. He holds our attention from the first word to the last. Not too many story tellers/writers do that for me. Hockey games are not in my world, so I can't relate, but I loved reading about it. We loved seeing the picture with Jeff Swenson and Cara Lee. They are truly special and kind to us. We see them all too seldom.
OK, Capt. Jack! We believe you, although it was quite a story about you getting that famous guitar as a gift. So, we are not the only ones who think you're special! I'm curious as to just where you store all these rare, valuable guitars? Surely not right out in plain sight, as we haven't seen them anywhere when you had us over for one of Virginia's fabulous, picture perfect, meals.
That Hunter Holman has such a wide eyed expression ... I'm trying to think just who he resembles.
Diana, thank you so much for the update on your reports and your animals. I got this fearful feeling when you said there were not many options left. To just take a day at a time, that is the only way a person can handle trauma like that I guess. Sometimes an hour at a time, like Jerrianne said when our mother died. We think of you, and please keep us updated.
Thank you for putting in the Weiland Sheet Metal Works shop picture, Photo Editor. I can hear the noise and smell the smells of metal being fabricated and welding, etc., as I see it. I worked for my dad from 1948 graduation until 1951 when he died of cholesterol problems.
WELL, last but NOT LEAST, was that Foto Funnie of Mason with the lemon. The colors were so perfect for that picture, and his expression is priceless. Surely you can sell that one for some promotion to Sunkist. I can't help but laugh every single time I look at it. It wouldn't be half so funny if it weren't for the lemon suggestion. Keep that to show him in 10 years!
The Quotation for the day just fit right into the atmosphere of lemons... "When life hands you lemons, make Lemon Meringue Pie." Such a fantastic Bulletin again, agreed?
Well, you really pulled me up short, Editors -- anyway, you surprised me totally to find a bonus story clear down at the end of The Bulletin, even after the Quotation for the day. But, it had to be right there where it was, being it was about lemons. We have to call this "the week of the lemons."
So, I clicked on that blue line, and lo and behold there was a bonus story and a recipe. For lemon pie, no less. The story itself is so interesting and hilarious. Well qualified for the Lemon Meringue Pie subject. I recommend the rest of you that might have just passed over that promise of a bonus story, like I did at first, to check it out. Check it out, as in reading it, not in baking it. However; if you do try it, let us know how it turned out (if it did).
Graduates: Go with flow of life's lessons
Thank you for the many hours we are not aware of that you put into each issue. They have always been a success, even if you might have felt sometimes that they lacked luster; they have not to readers who have anticipated them as we do each Saturday morning. Just look at all the appreciative LTTE's folks have written. Should be very inspiring!
Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell & Douglas Anderson; photo by Donna Johnson
Bee careful, Benny -- that's a honey of a stinger!
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