Benjamin and Heather's Wedding 2
illustration by Kimberly Johnson

Part 2 of 3
By Kimberly Johnson (Ben's cousin)
Long Lake, MN

November 26, 2004, Benjamin Henderson Weds Heather Overby

I doubt anyone got much sleep Thursday night, especially people related to, or close to, Ben and Heather, but we tried our hardest to sleep in.

We all were to meet at about 11 o'clock on the mezzanine level so the guys and the girls could meet up, and then split up to go their separate ways for brunch. The guys went to Heather's place where they got fed waffles and the works. The girls got to go to the little restaurant right at the hotel.

I don't know about the guys, but the girls had quite a blast. Heather entertained us with her humor the whole time. Anyone who didn't know Heather sure knew her by the time we all finished our meals!

As the late morning-early afternoon passed, everyone got all spiffed up for the wedding. Heather and Ben went to the courthouse and got married at about one o'clock with their families, so the rest of the group hung out until they got back.

At 6:00 the ceremony began. It was a very, very nice ceremony, but a little bit sad to see my big cousin all grown up.

After the ceremony, we all went through the receiving line, and had punch. We all then sat down for the reception. It was a very nice meal, which included a salad to start us off, chicken, wild rice, and vegetables to follow.

They had a beautiful, traditional wedding cake, which was fabulous tasting as well.

When we were all done eating, they had open mike, and many spoke. Hunter (their ring bearer) just had to get up there and say something. So he got the microphone and smooshed it up to his face. He said, "Ben's my best friend," and then sat down. It was adorable!

After the wedding and reception, we had a send-off for them. We all lined up with our handfuls of rice and waited for them with much anticipation! It was really slippery, so it was a little hard for Heather in her heels to get down the stairs and for them to run to their car. Instead they helped each other down the stairs and slowly walked to their car. Some of the guys decorated their car nicely; it was very cute!

After the whole party, some of the family had a pie party in Donna's and Beaver's hotel room. We were entertained for a long time, until everyone was so tired that we couldn't keep our eyes open. Our cheeks sure hurt from laughing, though!

The whole day was just beautiful; it couldn't have been better.

To be continued...

Rick, Heather Bride meets Groom
The bride takes her father's arm ... and then her husband's hand.
Rick Overby and his daughter Heather start down the aisle (left); Bride and Bridegroom meet at the wedding arch. The bride's attendants: Jen Spinner; Matron of Honor; Rachel Henderson, Bridesmaid; Danica, Casey, and Nell Hansen, Junior Bridesmaids; Meg Hansen, Flower Girl. Dan Henderson was his brother's Best Man; Brad Spinner was Groomsman and Hunter Wilebski was Ring Bearer.
Groom with parents Wedding singers
The bridegroom with his parents (left); the Johnson family sang (right).
Curt and Patty Henderson walked down the aisle with son Benjamin. Whitney, Heidi and Marlene Johnson (front right) lifted their voices in song, with Richard and Kimberly Johnson behind. They sang When You Pray and The Wedding Hymn. Also pictured: Marge Major, who gave the wedding message.
Groomsman, Bridesmaid Gina, Dan
Groomsman, Bridesmaid and Best Man, Daniel, with his fiancée.
Brad Spinner and Ben's sister, Rachel Henderson, left; attended the bridal couple. Ben's Best Man was his younger brother, Dan, with his betrothed, Gina Edwards (right).
Patty, Curt Henderson Ann Overby
Photos by Donna Johnson and Kimberly Johnson.
The bridegroom's parents and the mother of the bride
Curt and Patty Henderson, left, are looking forward to son Dan's Hawaiian wedding in March. Ann Overby, the bride's mother, right, oversaw a million details to smooth her daughter's big day.
Groom grandparents Emma Henderson
The bridegroom's grandparents came to share his special day.
Don and Dorothy Anderson (left), and Emma Henderson (right), were there.
Uncles, aunts Cousins Eric, Leona
Photos by Merna Hellevang (left) and Donna Johnson.
Uncles and aunts and cousins -- there were a few!
Douglas & Brianna Anderson-Jordet and Don & Patty Anderson were among the bridegroom's uncles and aunts (left) and Eric & Leona Anderson were among the cousins.
Hellevang family Great uncle & aunt
The Hellevang Family turned out and a Great Uncle and Great Aunt, too.
Ken Hellevang, seated left, with wife Merna, daughter Lindsay, and sons Ryan and Brandon behind; Grandma Dorothy Anderson is pictured at right with Dwight and Janie Anderson.

UPDATE -- Thank You
by Ben and Heather Henderson
Fargo, ND ~ Newly Weds

Dear Grandma, Grandpa and all the relatives,

First of all, Heather and I would love to thank you ALL so much for coming to our wedding! It was the most enjoyable experience! We both appreciate our "new" families so much. We can't describe the feeling of thankfulness that we felt for each person that we have as family. It was a very touching time for both of us. I know I can thank you also on behalf of each one of our immediate families for making the day such a memorable one.

Heather and I are now both trying to finish up our bachelor's degrees. Heather's in medical sociology and mine in civil engineering. We both will graduate in May and then off into the real world. We don't know yet where we will be; that has yet to be decided in the job decisions. The three options that we have right now are the cities, Bismark or Sioux Falls.

We just added 2 new kitties to our family. Our new babies' names are Totts and Sophie. They are the cutest things ever. I will try to get pictures of them so that everyone can enjoy.

Thanks again for everything.

UPDATE -- Birth Announcement
by Carol Printz
Sidney, NE

Just wanted to let everyone know that there is another Amy in the family. Justin and Melody have a new baby girl, Amy Elaine Printz. She was born November 21, weighing 8 lb. 7 oz. and was 20-1/2 inches long. I will send a picture of her and her family. Wade and Callie are proud big brother and sister.

I got to go for a few weeks to help out, so got in lots of grandmothering!

Love, Carol

Amy Elaine Printz Justin Printz family
Amy Elaine Printz, left; Justin and Melody Printz, son Wade, daughter Callie and baby, Amy Elaine, right.

Editor's Note: Amy Elaine Printz and Alexis Jo Marie Sigman, whose birth was announced in The Bulletin last week, were born on the very same day, November 21, 2004. It's a very special pleasure to welcome TWO new great grandnieces who share the same birthday!

by Elaine Wold
This and That columnist
Wahpeton, ND

When the Matriarch-Editor suggested I write an "update" about my "diamond event," I was afraid that gossip columnist, Miss Hetty, would get it all confused so the readers would think I got a diamond ring!

Oh, my, no!!

She was referring to "75" as my 75th birthday event. It is hard to believe that I am one of the oldest on The Bulletin's subscription list.

The Bible says, "the days of a man are three score and 10" (or 70), and to live beyond that is only extra time. Seventy-five may sound ancient if one refers to it as "3/4 of a century," yet one greeting card I received mentioned the average life expectancy in 1929 was 54 years. Think how that's changed, with many living decades beyond that.

It was fun to have various ones stop by for coffee and cookies during the birthday week. I don't invite -- where would one start? So anyone can stop by at their own convenience, if they like. I received numerous cards, calls, gifts and many good wishes.

Among the gifts was a special memory album compiled by Muriel and Mindy. It was a complete surprise to me! They sent letters to friends and family to send a memory page for an album. It overwhelmed me!

The gift I opened before the album was a box of Kleenex and it was needed. We laughed and cried together as we read the numerous heartwarming messages. It is a memorable keepsake and a sincere THANK YOU goes to all who contributed to it.

Pages were received from a variety of family and friends of all ages ... from little 5 year old Jayce who made me a gingerbread man ... to a 90 year old friend and neighbor. One person reminded me of coming into the world as the "Big Crash of 1929" had just occurred, the beginning of "The Great Depression" years.

The one thing I noticed was that the SIMPLEST THINGS are the most remembered ... from the soup I shared with some, the simple hamburger hotdish one remembered me for, or just being "grandma" to Steve's friends.

Besides thanking all of you, I want to impress you with the fact that you don't need to do big things in life, just the ordinary simple things will be memory makers for others.

As I get older, I want to remember the words of Claude Pepper, the late Florida congressman. A champion of older Americans, he used to say, "Life is like riding a bicycle. You don't fall off unless you stop pedaling."

So keep on pedaling!

Elaine, Memory Book
Elaine with her "Memory Book"

UPDATE -- An Introduction To a Reader
by Chris Chap
Maple Grove, MN

My name is Christopher Michael Chap. I know that many of you may not know exactly who I am, for the fact that I don't contribute much to The Bulletin. I do apologize for that and in the future, I'll try to increase my writing. I am the son of Donna Johnson, who is the Ashby correspondent for The Bulletin.

I'd like to give you a student update, but unfortunately I’m not in school anymore. It's sure funny how much I disliked school when I was in it, but then after living in the "real world" for almost two years, I figured out that I sure miss it. So here is my career update.

I currently work at the Steven Graham Agency for American Family Insurance in Brooklyn Center, Minnesota. I have been working for the agency for just over a year now as a licensed agency specialist. My days are quite busy, as we are in the top five for American Family agents in Minnesota. I'm sorry to throw in this little marketing, but if you need a quote and you live in Minnesota or Wisconsin, feel free to e-mail me at: .

As far as my free time goes, I spend most of my weekends with my girlfriend, Jessy Wolff. She lives in Fargo, North Dakota, and is going to school at Minnesota State University of Moorhead. We rotate driving pretty much every other weekend, so it's not too bad traveling, with the exception of those few stormy winter weekends. Jessy and I have been going together over two years now and it has been a great two years. I just can’t wait until the day that we get to live in the same state, maybe even the same city.

Well, there is a little bit of information about me. I'd like to say thank you to everyone who helps put The Bulletin together. You have all done such a tremendous job and I enjoy reading it every week.

Chris, Jessy
Chris Chap and Jessy Wolff

UPDATE -- School & Fun
by Ben Johnson
Ashby, MN

Well I am finally getting a minute at the computer and I actually thought about how long it has been since I wrote last. The past couple months have been pretty busy with school and fall field work, but it is nearing the end.

Last weekend I hunted deer during the second weekend of rifle hunting and it was very successful. Saturday morning I waddled up to my designated sitting spot for the opening day at about 5:30 in the morning. The reason I was waddling was because I was way over dressed for the weather, I had at least three layers covering me, but I made it up there.

Before it was light enough to see much a deer came out of the woods about 40 yards away but it noticed me or my smell and wanted no part of me so it bounded into the woods. About a half hour later I saw four deer go out of the woods a different direction to go feed in the hay field in front of my house. Seeing that made my patience for sitting on the ground grow thin, and just as I was about to try to sneak up on those four deer I spotted another one about 100 yards away from me.

This deer had no clue I was there, I was down wind of it so it couldn't smell me and the first chance I got, I laid down so it couldn't see me. I let it get within 50 yards before I took aim at this doe, and that's when I realized that buck fever doesn't happen only when you see a buck. As I was looking through my scope I noticed I was shaking like a leaf in the wind.

After about five minutes of calming myself down the deer was getting pretty close, so I decided it was now or never because she would have to see me sometime, so I took aim and fired a round. I must have flinched because my shot missed, went over the doe's back and all I hit was dirt, which did not impress the deer; she started to run so I shot again, missed, and again, missed, and again. This last shot hit the mark right where it should. So the first deer took four shots. That's OK by me, with first morning jitters and all.

So I field dressed the deer and returned to camp to meet up with the rest of the guys. We then decided to make a push through a small public hunting area. During the push, three guys walked through the area while five of us stood around the edges where we thought deer might come out with the pressure forced by the walkers.

After standing for about half an hour I started to daydream a bit, because the walkers were getting close, so I thought there were no deer in the area. I heard the guy closest to me holler my name. I immediately sprang to attention, but I couldn't see anything moving except for the guys walking, when all of a sudden a doe sprang from the tall grass, running as fast as she could. Luckily this deer came out in one of the few places that I had a safe shot at it, so I raised my gun, took aim and fired. This time the first shot hit its mark, which was a good thing. I wouldn't have gotten another shot at it, because it would have been between me and a fellow hunter. So I got two deer before noon on opening day, which is good, because I didn't see many more deer the rest of the weekend, and the ones I saw were too far away to shoot at.

All in all, we had a near record season for our camp, bagging 14 nice deer; the record stands at 16, but we were not complaining one bit after the last few years of poor to mediocre deer numbers.

Now to the other part of my life, school. I am five weeks into my school session for this semester. We just completed our courses in automatic transmissions and now we are starting to study electronics and engine performance. My two general ed classes are ethics and critical thinking, which I am taking over the Internet.

I was nervous coming into this semester, as it is probably the hardest one of the two years, but after learning basic theory of transmissions, I was pretty confident I would make it through. We then disassembled and reassembled five transmissions, and by the third one I was getting pretty proficient in working with them. Now we are done with that part and I am on the home stretch.

So, in other words, both my fun life and school life are going very well, and now that we got some snow today, maybe I can get my snowmobile out next weekend and make it even better.

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

Starting with Bulletin 124, I plan to run biographical sketches of the members of our staff. When that has been done, I want to run sketches and pictures of each of the readers and subscribers who have not already done introductions. Please tell us about yourself. What is your work and what else do you do with your time? How are you related or what friend introduced you into the family? I am hoping that you can share family photos and background sketches. Send all manuscripts and pictures to me at

Introducing The Bulletin's Fargo-Moorhead Correspondent, Wyatt Johnson...

I'm Wyatt Johnson, and I was born September 24, 1975, in Fergus Falls, Minnesota, to David (Beaver) and Donna Johnson.

I went on my first date with my future wife when I was just 9 years old, and my brother Weston had his 6th birthday party. Weston had a small class, with only about 7 or 8 other boys in the class, so Mom said he could invite all the boys. One of the boys was Joel Finkelson, who happened to have a twin sister, Jolene. Since Mom didn't want Jolene to feel left out, she invited Jolene, too! We spent the day swimming at Eagle Lake, until the weather started turning bad. We left to take everyone home, but by the time we made it back to Ashby, the weather was so bad, we had to stop at Grandma Twila's house to hide in the basement for a while.

Through elementary, junior high, and high school, I stayed very active, taking part in nearly every opportunity. Baseball, Football, Basketball, Knowledge Bowl, Band (trumpet), Choir, FFA, and Mock Trial kept me busy much of the time in (and after) school. When I was 16, Jolene and I began dating, and she quickly became part of the family. We spent nearly all our spare time together until I graduated from Ashby High School in 1994.

After high school, I left for Fargo to go to school at NDSU, to study electrical engineering. At NDSU, a busy engineering curriculum made it tough to continue all the extra-curricular activities, but by my junior year, I decided I wanted to try something, and became a Resident Assistant at Stockbridge Hall, an NDSU residence hall. (We weren't allowed to call them "dorms.") As an RA in the "jock dorm," I saw, heard, and smelled some rather interesting things, most of which aren't appropriate here. It was an experience I would never give back, as I gained a much more broad perspective on people that little Ashby never gave to me.

Part of the way through that semester, I began thinking about an internship. After carefully sorting through the potential jobs, many in Minneapolis or further, I decided to apply for one in Fargo, which would allow me to work part time while still going to school. I applied at Phoenix International for a position as a Software Engineering Intern late in the semester. One other classmate applied for the same position, a guy from Winnipeg with a higher grade point average. Luckily, the interviewer had grown up on a farm, and our interview talk soon turned to talk about growing up on a farm. Apparently the small town charm trumped the grade point average, and I got the job. I started shortly after the first of the year in 1997.

Near the end of 1997, I was asked to consider a full-time offer to start at Phoenix International when I graduated in May of 1998. I accepted, and with a solid job in the future, thoughts turned to planning a wedding. On May 18, 1998, I started working at Phoenix, and on June 6th, Jolene and I were married.

Our wedding was rather unique, in that we were able to share our reception and dance with another newly married couple. Jolene's brother, Todd, was also marrying my cousin, Brit, and we decided that it made sense to have a big wedding weekend, so our families only had to travel once, and we could all enjoy one big celebration. On Friday evening, June 5th, Todd and Brit were married. On Saturday, Jolene and I were married, which was followed by our joint reception and dance.

At work, as a software engineer, I write software in the "C" programming language to run John Deere electronic engine controllers. We electronically control many things in the engine and cab of tractors, combines, loaders, excavators, bulldozers, etc. The main reason for the electronics is to meet EPA emissions regulations by controlling the fuel delivery to the injectors and the actual injection. Many extras are accomplished with our controllers, including engine diagnostics and dashboard control, things that would either be not possible or more expensive without the controller. While today's personal computers run with microprocessors running faster than 2 gigahertz (2,000 megahertz), and hard drives 20 gigabytes (20,000 megabytes) and bigger, our microprocessors run at 16, 25, 40, and now 64 megahertz, with memory less than 0.5 megabytes. Luckily, we don't have to run Windows on that!

Early in 2000, we decided it was time to get out of the apartment and find a house. On our second weekend of house-hunting, we found the exact house we were looking for in north Moorhead, on the south edge of the Moorhead Country Club. We made an offer, it was accepted, and we moved into our new house in May of 2000. That summer, I built our deck, and in 2001, I finished our basement, using my carpentry skills acquired during my college summers back home, working for dad's friend Steve Moje.

Our current chapter in my biography is a work in progress. Our first daughter, Rylie, was born on February 7, 2002. She came over a month early, and was only 5 pounds, but was ready to go from the start, and didn't have to spend any extra time in the hospital. She hasn't slowed down since. Our second daughter, Brooklynn, was born October 1, 2004. She's only been around for a few months, but already, it's tough to imagine life without her!

In my spare time, I still enjoy watching sports, playing computer and Xbox games, and singing in church choir, things I'm sure I'll continue to do when I can.

What will the future hold? Only time will tell, but as long as it keeps me surrounded by my beloved family and friends, it'll definitely be a happy future.

Sending love from Moorhead!

Wyatt, Jolene Johnson
Wyatt and Jolene Johnson at Hendersons' reception

Travelogue t

The Bolivian Beat
By Kjirsten Swenson

Editor's Note: Kjirsten has returned to Bolivia for a second year of independent study in Morochata, prior to enrollment in medical school at Baylor University in Houston, in 2005. She spent several weeks trekking around Bolivia before returning to the hospital in Morochata.

Altiplano lake
Kjirsten visits Altiplano lake in Chile's Atacama Desert


I'm back in Cochabamba after lots of adventures. After a combined 24 hours on buses, I finally reached the middle of nowhere last week. Actually, it was San Pedro, a town of adobe buildings and dirt streets in the middle of Chile's Atacama desert.

It is a truly desolate place, surrounded by lifeless desert that stretches for many many miles in each direction. But the town itself was a great place to relax for a few days. Even without the spectacular surrounding landscapes, it would be worth visiting, just to enjoy the fantastic restaurants operated by the Argentine and Chilean hippie crowd.

I arrived on Friday, and spent most of the day relaxing and visiting a wonderful anthropology museum. Northern Chile's dry climate means that lots of artifacts from early cultures have been preserved. The museum is also home to some really old mummies. One particularly well-preserved woman is nicknamed "Miss Chile." According to the guard, "She's thin, she's got great hair, and people love taking her picture."

The next day I woke up early and was riding a rented mountain bike towards El Valle de la Luna (Valley of the Moon) by the time the sun peeked over the horizon. The valley is a beautiful region of red cliffs and rock formations, very evocative of Utah's national parks. And so I explored to my heart's content, appreciating the intense desert colors and complete tranquility. It was so quiet ... this section of the Atacama is too dry for plants of any kind, so even the breeze was nearly silent.

The next day I took a tour to visit a few lakes and villages not reachable by public transportation. The first was a flamingo-filled lake located on an enormous salt flat. The layers of color of the blue lake, white salt flat, orange desert, purple volcanoes, and blue sky were magnificent in the morning light. The flamingos were beautiful, too, and we spent a long time watching them, and other water birds, feeding. Later, we visited two lakes high on the Altiplano, a couple of villages, and a fruit-producing valley fed by snow melt.

That night I returned to Arica, on the coast, and a couple of hours later was on a bus towards the Bolivian border. Around noon, I reached Parinacota, a village located in the center of Parque Nacional Lauca.

The park is a lovely Altiplano reserve dominated by the 21,000 ft. Volcán Parinacota. The park's many lakes are home to a great variety of birds, including flamingos. Really, I've never seen such variety and quantity of bird life anywhere. Because the park is above the tree line, it was easy to spot them on the water, or perched on the grasses and bushes near the water. I spent three beautiful days hiking and met a grand total of three other travelers during my entire stay!

Wednesday, I tried to return to Cochabamba ... but at the bus change spot, several hours from the city, I was informed that the miners had blockaded the Cochabamba road and nothing was passing through. So, instead, I hopped on a La Paz bound bus, intending to wait there as long as necessary. That only turned out to be one night. So I ate sushi, did laundry, saw farenheit 9/11, and attended a lecture on indigenous perceptions of progress and development, before finally returning to Cochabamba last night.

It's good to be home. :) I'm on my way to burn photos on a CD and will try to post some soon.


Altiplaof the Moon Parinacota Volcano
Biking El Valle de la Luna, left; Volcán Parinacota, right.

More of Kjirsten's trekking photos may be seen in her Webshots Bolivia Trekking album here:

This and That
by Elaine Wold
Wahpeton, ND

By Dean Walley

It's wondrous what a hug can do
A hug can cheer you when you're blue,
A hug can say, "I love you so"
Or "Gee, I hate to see you go."
A hug is "welcome back again"
And "great to see you...where you've been?"
A hug can soothe a small child's pain,
And bring a rainbow after rain.
The hug! There's just no doubt about it
We scarcely could survive without it.

A hug delights and warms and charms
It must by why God gave us arms,
Hugs are great for fathers and mothers,
Sweet for sisters, swell for brothers,
And chances are our favorite aunts
Love them more than potted plants.
Kittens crave them, puppies love them
Heads of state are not above them
A hug can break the language barrier
And make our travels so much merrier--
No need to fret about the store of 'em,
The more you give, the more there's of 'em,
So stretch those arms without delay...
And give someone a hug today!

Celebrations & Observances
From the Files of
Hetty Hooper

A Wedding Reception
Ben Heather
Ben & Heather Henderson
November 26, 2004


This Week's Birthdays:
December 12---Sarah (Dake) Steinhauer
December 13---Larry Dake
December 13---Derek Swenson
December 14---Kathleen (Dake) Stahlecker
December 17---Char (Morgan) Myron
December 17---Austin Printz

Happy Birthday!

More December Birthdays:
December 3---Twila Jo (Anderson) Aydelotte
December 4---Carol (Dake) Printz
December 4---Elaine (Anderson) Wold
December 7---Aunika Swenson (12 years old)
December 11---Wyatt Meyers (5 years old)

December 19---Barb Anderson
December 21---Melanie (Anderson) Shockey
December 24---Ken Hellevang
December 24---David "Beaver" Johnson
December 25---Angela Stahlecker
December 29---Mitzi (Johnson) Swenson
December 30---Travis Quick

December Anniversaries:
December 20--Melanie and Eric Shockey (2 years)
December 23--Harold and Carol (Dake) Printz (37 years)

December Holidays & Observances
December 25---Christmas

Miss Hetty's Mailbox:

I enjoyed the lovely birthday e-card from Miss Hetty and staff!

Carol Printz
Sidney, NE

Miss Hetty Says

One sure way to make a person do something ditsy is to warn them not to... So of course, when the Mom and the Aunts and Various Others warned Heather that when she tossed her bouquet to the bachelorettes she must be sure to toss it straight back over her shoulder, to avoid tossing it over the railing ... and down three floors... What happened? Need I even ask? Of course ... over the railing and down, the flowery projectile flew.

No big problem ... the next bride MUST be determined, so... the twins (Heather's cousins, Brooke and Marcy Overby) raced to the rescue. I really can't tell you who did what, but between them they went down the three long flights of stairs, brought the flowers back up, and then one or the other of them caught the tossed bouquet -- and the other rejoiced -- even though they assured everyone they did not (either one!) intend to be the next bride!

The toss went wrong! Twins to the rescue!
Photos by Donna Johnson & Kimberly Johnson
The bride's bouquet toss went wrong -- now what? The twins save the day! Heather and her mother, Ann Overby, check the landing, far below (left). Brooke and Marcy Overby take time to smell the rescued roses (right).

BIG Hugs!

What a sweet couple, Ben and Heather! And it was so nice to see our Ben handing out hugs wherever there was anyone to receive one. Heather was about hugged and kissed breathless. (Actually, Grandma Aggie had to get on the open microphone and tell all the audience that they had tinkled with their fork on the glasses quite enough -- that worked!! And finally allowed the bridal couple time to finish eating dinner!)

But back to the hugs ... I loved being on the receiving end -- and I know all the others did, too. I noticed Ben gave his most senior cousin, Lori Chap, a really huge one. Heather was busy handing out hugs, too. I think they may have had lots of practice in their growing up years -- they both come from affectionate families.

We wish them this same affection for each other, and all of us, for all their years to come!

Big hug for Weston A Hug for Lori
A huge hug aimed at Weston; Ben gives Cousin Lori a big hug.

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


Heather and I now have a new address that we want to get all our e-mails at. We will keep our other accounts open for a while to make sure no e-mails are lost. Please give a short reply, so that we can add your addresses to our account. Thank you!

Heather and Ben Henderson
Fargo, ND

A letter from the Editor --

I was thrilled to have a visitor today. Caity had a card here to pick up -- so her Mom and Linda were to come and pick it up -- but lo! Who should come running down the hall to greet me and pick it up? Caity, still 5 pounds lighter than she was two weeks ago, before she had a bout with some strange virus that made blisters in her mouth, high temperature, and put her in the hospital for several days... Needless to say, I was thrilled to see she is looking more like herself -- and had the strength and energy for a run and a big hug!!

Everybody is glad to have you better, Caity!

The Matriarch (Great Grandma Dorothy)
Alexandria, MN

Doug called me today and told me that "Montana" called. I sold two of my paintings! He was referring to the paintings that we brought to The Leaf and Bean in Bozeman. (We weren't strangers; I'd shown there before.)

Maybe this whole artist thing will work out for me after all. I've had a really busy week. I haven't been able to quit my day job to become a full time painter so I've been tied up there. But, I'm showing my work at a new gallery in town and the opening is on Saturday. I've been trying to get one of my larger pieces finished in hopes of showing it.

Brianna Anderson-Jordet
St. Cloud, MN

I always enjoy The Bulletin. I think it has grown to be larger than the Wahpeton Daily Newspaper! I always enjoy the quotes near the end, too -- they are good ones!

Thanks for everything!

Muriel Rodriguez
Wahpeton, ND

The Bulletin was superb, especially Kim's photo collage and Auntie Elaine's "Little Creek" story and biography. I think they both should get promotions!

Doug Anderson
St. Cloud, MN

Great job on the Bulletins and I was glad there was a part on Ben and Heather's wedding so I could read about it. It sounded like a wonderful time.

Ben Johnson
Ashby, MN

Editor's comment: A questionnaire sent out to some subscribers asked if they received Bulletin #129, a very large paper, successfully. Here is an answer from Netherlands!

Hallo Dorothy. Yes it arrive (12-05-04) Saturday on time. Only the Saturday before ........ I was waiting the whole day and no mail.

How is everything in Minnesota?????? Snow??? Yes. Cold???? Yes.

We have fog and temperature around 4 Degrees C. (40 F.)
Keep on the good work about the Newspaper!!!!

Frans de Been,
Oosterhout, The Netherlands

Here is an interesting answer to the questionnaire from Rick Anderson (Dwight and Janie's son)

Hi! Yes, I got the last Bulletin. Also, yes, the pictures came through successfully. I tried out the link and like the formatting! The version I usually get is just text with the photos grouped together at the bottom.


Editor's Note: If your e-mail program can be set to receive attachments "in line" you will have a better Bulletin experience. Or you can read it properly formatted on the web every week.

Donna Johnson wrote: I sent this last Bulletin to one of my former daycare moms; her Ashley and Cole use to come here before they moved to South Dakota.

This was soooo fun to read!! And you look good by the way! Can't believe how much Caity has grown. Even forgot she and Cole would be in the same class. Thanks for including me.

Beth Hippen
South Dakota


One student fell into a cycle of classes, studying, working and sleeping. Didn't realize how long he had neglected writing home until he received the following note:

"Dear Son, Your mother and I enjoyed your last letter. Of course, we were much younger then, and more impressionable. Love, Dad."

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