Sunday, August 23, 2009
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UPDATE -- Berndt Family Reunion
The Fifth Annual Reunion of descendents of Gust and Rose Berndt was held Sunday, August 16, 2009. It was held at the former Gust Berndt farmsite where Gust's granddaughter, Sandy Thiele, her husband, Larry, and family now reside. The farm is in Richland County, approximately 3-1/2 miles northeast of Great Bend, North Dakota. There had been rain the night before but the day turned out to be nice; a little cool and breezy, but sunny.
A delicious pot luck dinner was served and eaten on tables that were under a canopy. After dinner, a puppet show enjoyed by young and old was presented by Ryan Hellevang, grandson of Tom and Mavis (Anderson) Morgan.
Elaine (Anderson) Wold and Mavis (Anderson) Morgan both presented a number of prizes.
Much visiting was done, as well as sharing of memories. The original buildings looked great and so did the yard and Sandy's awesome garden.
We would like to thank Sandy and Larry for hosting the event, as well as everyone who attended.
UPDATE -- Jordan's 6th birthday
Today Jordan turned 6! This morning Jordan came downstairs and said, "Mom, I am so excited, I've never been 6 before!" She had cupcakes and a small birthday celebration at school with her classmates. Tonight she had her birthday party at Aunt Kelly's house. Kelly gave the kids pony rides, which was the hit of the party! All in all, it was a great day!
UPDATE -- three isn't always a crowd
Hello! It's been awhile! We've been enjoying little Brienna very much. She's been such a good baby, so we've been lucky.
Mason and Logan think she's the greatest. Mason constantly is telling her that he loves her "soo, soo" much. Logan just goes and gives her head a rub and an open mouthed kiss! So for sure, they really are adjusting well with the newest addition. Things are a bit more busy around here, but I'm finally getting the normal routine back and it feels great.
I've enjoyed my mom and Patty staying with me, though. It helped me a ton! I have an awesome group of friends around here, including Gina and Rachel, so it makes it seem so easy to have a newborn and two toddlers! Things are going really well! Hope all is well with you!
Heather and crew (at the Ben Henderson's)
UPDATE -- Janie's mystery trip
Since Dwight was going to California, Brenda decided that I couldn't just stay home alone, so she planned a "Mystery Trip." She spent a lot of time researching interesting things to do and places to go ... with the help of the other kids, too!
Brenda took her kids to daycare and picked me up at 11:30 a.m. on Wednesday, August 5th. We took the "scenic route" to Alexandria, where we had a great lunch on the patio of the Depot Express. After stopping for a very interesting tour of a shop where they made granite countertops and tabletops from locally quarried granite south of St. Cloud, it was on to The Cities, where she handed me the map and suggested that I give her a few pointers on how to get to the next place.
Excuse me? I don't know where the next place is! I can read a map just fine when I know the destination, but this was tough! So she did narrow it down to "get us to the west side of Lake Harriet." OK, I can do that!
We took a ride on a restored Trolley, watched the sailboats on Lake Harriet, and walked along the bike and pedestrian paths before going to Bachman's to look around at all the wonderful garden displays. We intended to have supper there, too, but found out that they were only open until 8 p.m., not 10 p.m., like Brenda thought. So we went to Macaroni Grill at Centennial Lakes and then walked the lighted paths, little bridges, and the grass and cobblestone maze before going to Liberty Frozen Custard for dessert. We stayed at the Sheraton Wednesday night.
Thursday morning, she decided at the last minute to go to The Egg and I for breakfast, since Rick had recommended it. Unknown to us, there are two locations -- and she chose the Little Egg. Rick had actually recommended the Big Egg. The two green doors with paint peeling and a third door with a torn screen made us pause, but the people coming and going looked like nice people and after all, Rick HAD recommended it! So we went in. It was very 50s ... not reproduction 50s, either -- original! The food and service was great -- the buckwheat pancakes, especially -- and we weren't sorry.
After that came a "10:45 appointment." We drove for a while and ended up back by our motel. Brenda suggested that "as long as we're here, we should take a picture of our motel," since we hadn't before we left that morning. OK ... so we drove into the parking lot and there, getting out of her car ... Melanie! So she threw her bags into Brenda's van and took the map -- whew! We drove some more until I saw a sign that said "Harriet Island."
To be continued...
Day to Day R
The Matriarch Speaks W
After weeks of drought, comes the monsoon! This week we got about three times as much material as will fit in one Bulletin. Mind you, we're not complaining, but it will take us a couple of weeks to work through it in an orderly fashion. Does this mean you needn't contribute? No! We love having a little something in the cupboard for weeks when we're short. We'll find room in the queue and The Bulletin will be the better for it! So keep those cards and letters coming!
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? What's going on?
Editors' Note: Correct guesses appear in bold face type and incorrect guesses in normal type ... generally in the order we receive them, so the first guess received is on top.
The two couples on the left picture are Bill and Amy Dake and Grandpa Billy and Grandma Olive Miller. I don't know what year it was taken or where.
I have no idea of the cute little girl in the right picture, but I'll make a guess -- Gert Dake Pettit.
That is a good picture of our parents! Dad Dake and Dad Miller in back and Mom Dake and Mom Miller in front. Dick got into the picture, too! That is Brother Dick in the background. It was taken on the front steps of Mom and Dad's house on the lake (Washington) about one and a half miles south of Darwin. Thanks for running that picture!
This is another wonderful old photo of Grandma and Grandpa Dake (on the left) and Grandma and Grandpa Miller (on the right). It seems there are quite a few photos of the two families as I am sure they spent a lot of time together. I can't tell who is in the background (in the door); I would guess Dad, Uncle Dick or Uncle Tom.
The picture was taken at Grandma and Grandpa Miller's cottage by Lake Washington, south of Darwin, Minnesota, which is home of the famous world's largest twine ball! The photo on the right is a real head scratcher -- my guess is either Anita Pfingsten Weiland or Glenda Huisman Baker.
The first picture is our mom, and the Miller kids' mom, Olive. In back is our dad and their dad, Bill, taken at their home on Lake Washington. Looks like Dick in the background.
And if you can guess who the pretty little girl in the black stockings is, you'll figure out about how old those lilac bushes are today.
Gert Dake Pettit
GUESS-ing game ... I happen to recognize Bill and Amy Dake on the left, and Billy and Olive Miller on the right. Could that be John in the background? It would have to be one of the older Miller boys. Then, is that little girl Dorothy? It looks like another one of her sitting outside a house in an older Bulletin that I just could not find in the Archive. Too many to choose from.
Betty Weiland Droel
Photo Editor's comment: Did you look in "About"? The photo you were looking for may be here.
A series of recollections, of the five years when Bill and Lois Dake and their family lived in Minnesota, began with the episode in Bulletin 343. It's too soon to tell just how many parts there will be in this series, just after World War II. In Bulletin 349, I told more about polio (once called Infantile Paralysis) via two links, Polio and Sister Kenny, to minimize disruption of the narrative flow. Both documents are posted as a series of scanned images. We can't edit them or correct typos and they will not respond to font changes or printer settings as regular Bulletin pages do.
These memoirs, written by Dorothy Dake, are done in first person, present tense. That means they should be told as they are happening. However, when I am 83 and remembering things that happened 60 years ago, I do have to embroider a bit to fill in some blank spots. Everything in an episode I tell is a part of my memory -- but I need to do lots of research, I need to interview the few who may know something to help, I need to study old photos -- and then, to make it flow, I have to use my imagination.
I shall give you an example: in telling stories about things that occurred when I wasn't there, I have to use some other method than usual. So I have composed imaginary letters, taken imaginary calls, talked to people that I never really talked to ... I guess you get the idea.
I am just warning you that I never owned a pair of leather boots with inner linings ... but in the winter of 1948 it appears I wore a pair. In a future issue you can read and find out how that came about. (Now then, is it fact, or fiction? I leave it up to you!)
I just want you to know that I think you are getting the truth of the matter as Dorothy Dake and her siblings and friends saw it in the early 1940's. Just remember it is like Laura Ingalls Wilders said about her books: everything in my book happened, but not necessarily just when, or to whom, it did in my book. (And some of it just happened in my imagination!)
I hope you are getting the flavor of what it was like to be young in those years when I was young. I appreciate the letters from those of you who tell me that you enjoy the trip back in memory with me. --The Matriarch, Dorothy Dake Anderson
Plans are Shaping Up
Today I called the Greyhound ticket office, at 308 Beltrami Avenue. You may remember that I get off from work on Friday, October 17th, at noon. A bus leaves at 4:45 p.m., to arrive in Brainerd at 7:15. We have a rest stop there -- plenty of time for a bathroom break, a lunch ... or at least coffee and a piece of pie ... and a little people watching. We leave for Minneapolis at 8:05 ... and are scheduled to arrive there at 10:35.
Vonnie and LeRoy will have moved most all of their belongings to the folks's house that week. They will store their things in the large east bedroom. Gert and I will be in the south front bedroom. The north bedroom will be for Aunty.
(I don't think I told you that Aunty can't stay with Grandma Greer anymore. You probably know that Grandpa Ed passed away and now Grandma is using the little trailer house that Aunty once lived in. It is sitting out by Dad's shop. Close enough for a little stroll for her. She lives with the folks but has her own bedroom and private area there, at least for this summer.) So then Aunty has the north bedroom when she comes to stay, and she will be there for the open house, of course.
So then the "newlyweds" will come and bring the last load on that Friday. They will shut up the apartment and give the key to the manager to give to Doris when she gets into town on the next Monday. (Doris will be at the open house on Sunday.) They will come over to the Greyhound Depot and be there when I arrive. Then starts the "family time."
One more exciting thing has happened. Yesterday, Harold and Ken were visiting with me before Ken went back to the darkroom. They told me that their folks, William and Ruth Foley, want to invite me to have dinner with the bosses and them at the Birchmont Hotel Restaurant next Thursday evening. They wondered if that would be convenient for me.
Ken mentioned that his mom has something she wants to give me ... but he won't even give a hint as to what. I have met their dad once when he dropped in at the shop, but their mom I haven't met. Elaine told me that they are both friendly people -- maybe a bit "top hat" (whatever that means) -- so it is set up that they will pick me up at 6:30 p.m. for our 7 o'clock reservation.
I wonder if they use "finger bowls" at the Birchmont? Anyway, I have a nice outfit to wear!
Hiking The Annapurna Circuit
We are feeling strong and want to get over the pass while the weather is good so we combine two days of travel on Day 7 to reach Thong Phedi (high camp, elevation at about 15,000 feet) by late afternoon. This will be our highest and coldest camp of the trek. It is November 23 and winter is approaching in the high country.
Even indoors, it is very cold before sundown. There are about 30 trekkers congregated here so we have plenty of company. I check out the bathrooms and there is colored ice on the floor all around the hole and the customary water bucket is also frozen over. It will only get worse as night progresses. Fortunately, they bring out kerosene heaters and place them around the dining area, which helps keep us from freezing as we wait for supper. Once again we have worked up an appetite and supper is delicious. None of us drink too much tea this evening, hoping not to have to visit the bathroom until morning.
We are to bed before 7 p.m. and I awaken a few hours later to a rustling sound. My first thought is, Why is Kjirsten eating when she just ate a few hours ago?
The rustling continues and I realize we have a mouse munching on our snacks. By this time, we are all awake and manage to get our food hung from the ceiling. We awaken a few more times to hear further rustling, when the mouse checks out our packs. This was not the most restful night of our trek.
To be continued...
Celebrations & Observances
This Week's Birthdays
This Week's Anniversaries
More August Birthdays
More August Anniversaries
Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
That was a very pretty card! I'm sorry I didn't send a note yesterday to tell Grandpa and Grandma Happy Anniversary. It seems like just yesterday Leona and I were going to the party for their 50th, and now it's going to be 60th next year already. The time just flies by.
Today Leona and I are going to lunch and then to a Twins' game. Not very romantic, I know, but we both love going to the games, so it should still be a lot of fun.
Thank you so much for the card. Had a pretty good birthday. I went to lunch at Paradiso with a couple of co-workers and had a free meal. Then for supper, Jessy and I went out to eat again and I had another free meal. I sure like the restaurants that give free birthday meals!
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?
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Just a quick note to say that I did see the "guess" photo of me in The Bulletin last week, but I wasn't certain it was me. I see from today's comments that it was.
I hope we can get together again sometime this fall or next spring.
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
First of all, I thought this was just priceless. Like mother, like daughter. Gina and Abby have identical feet. One on the first picture and the other one in the CHUCKLES. Standing with their feet exactly the same. That was pretty dear, especially when I remember Gina about that age.
The picture of Dan holding two little girls is so precious when you try to think of what is going through Abby's mind as she looks quizzically at this baby, Brienna. Logan and Mason can't wait for them to grow up to fight (woops, I meant play) with. Will they play house or baseball? Maybe both.
The brothers, Junior and Dwight, looked very happy. What a grand surprise to have them make a visit; it seems we can't see family often enough, especially when we get older. The family picture and the scene of California were good ones to select for The Bulletin. That group together wouldn't happen very often, so I am sure each moment was filled with family news and stories.
The next Update by Rick Anderson just completed the story. I've heard of the Getty Center, and what a good picture of it, with the sculptured garden and bushes against the white building! Palm trees would be a unique sight and change from North Dakota.
I really appreciate how that trip and pictures were shared with us. Even if we haven't met those people, they are Bulletin family, which makes it very interesting to us all. Nice selection of pictures with not all family and not all scenery. Thank you.
Memory Lane keeps getting better and better. This "letter" by Gert was very detailed, and you could almost picture the whole occasion, from the flowers to the table setting. I had to read and re--read that to get the whole event in my picturesque mind. That cake Gert saved for you worked, didn't it, Dorothy? How long before Don came into the picture? How nice to finish the article with that nice picture of the bride and groom! Happiness is becoming Mr. and Mrs. LeRoy Dake. I do agree.
The Travelogue was actually exciting to read as we were waiting to see how a person rests on the 6th day on a hike like that. Sounds like Sheldon had planned a rest day, but it never really materialized. I get tired just thinking about it.
What a picture of Kjirsten in her triumphant pose in the mountains! I am so curious as to what a "hypoxia" is that they had for lunch. I hope it was an energy bar of some kind. One has a lot of questions as you think about the yak spending its lifetime in that kind of country. Do they ever butcher them? Mercy! How?
I always love reading the birthday and anniversary lists. So many familiar names, and fun to see the ages and the year of the anniversary noted. My friend Mitzi had a 32nd anniversary. I remember her best as a lanky teenager.
Actually, it was a good thing The Bulletin was delayed last week. Now, by the sound of the letters to the editors, you will see how folks really missed it. So just keep working away, Editors, because we all are pretty anxious when Saturday morning comes. I had to laugh at my sister, Ruth Kitto, feeling so guilty about not writing in something when she didn't get her Bulletin. (And we are still waiting for Ruth's promised contribution. --Ed.) I hope we can all do better at sending material in.
The CHUCKLES picture was pretty typical of Gina and Dan's kitchen, I'm sure. Any fastidious ideas are soon swept aside with a sweet little baby examining any reachable place.
The Quotation for the day sounds about like most older people feel after their years of bringing up little ones are all past tense. To withhold discipline leads to disaster, though, and it is wisdom to know the difference between discipline and frustration. Not having had any children, what do I know? I have observed more than most I think. Looking at the result years later is the answer.
I am writing this with such a feeling of inadequacy ... that is a long word, but all I can think of right now. I loved The Bulletin and feel I just can't do justice, but want to send our thank you again for being included.
Roy and Betty Droel
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