Friday, November 30, 2007
Man escapes from jail by tying little strips of wood together and reaching the keys. Other prisoners chose not to escape.
Column called “Merely Mentioned” which is the town gossip
Newspaper novels continue
Column called The Country Round About stating interesting news gathered in and trimmed down by wide awake correspondents of the news-press
Streets may be paved during present summer
Clean up day next Monday
Man slips on log while fishing and drowns at dam
All is ready for the library opening
Formally dedicated on May 11, 1915
Courthouse news includes marriage licenses and wolf bounties paid.
Man dies from chiropractic treatment
150,000 pike fry released by the old boat landing.
53 graduate from Lincoln High
Winning slogan for Thief River Falls:
“You’ll come back to Thief River.”
It was selected from a group of 150 essays.
Move Central School
Knox 337 students, 8 rooms, 42 per room
Washington 405, 9 rooms, 45 per room
Central 384, 8 rooms, 48 per room
Lincoln 351, 30 per room
State board of Education states 20 is max.
Free County Maps
Pennington becomes dry
St. Hilaire woman seriously hurt in runaway
Horses spooked by fluttering cloth
$50,000 in damages to the Thief River Falls Grocery
TRF to have another paper. It will be 16 pages, published during the first week of every month and the first issue will be out about July 10. It is called Loken’s Store News.
A band of roving gypsies traveling in six wagons and two buggies arrived in town Thursday and began a canvas of the city telling fortunes. Several of the female members of the band pretended to be magicians, and clearly demonstrated the fact when they picked the pockets of several residents. They were headed out of the city and left for Bemidji. It has been learned that this same band has been chased from practically every place at which they have stopped.
Frank Toudell drowned in river. Drink and worry caused loss of mind. High water and swift current make recovery of the body impossible at this time.
State board looking for site for women’s reformatory. Thief River Falls considered.
Automobile contests are an absolute violation of the law
TG Moi Kills Alma Gutterud in jealous rage then sends bullet through his own head.
21 years ago, (1894)
Chicken thieves busy; Farmers are indignant.
Strawberries scarce this year.
Notice to dog owners. All dogs must have collars and a 1915 license.
Hanson and Barzen to sell lumber yards
City to purchase private dam
Northern Hotel and Cigar Factory burned to the ground
Special election to be held September 30 to vote on buying the private dam for $88,000
New Hospital is formally opened. Physician’s Hospital is a corporation. It cost $20,000 to build.
School opens for fall with 1,254 students
Third Theater to open. The Princess Theater
Voters will not agree to buy the dam site
Prominent farmer killed At Angus
Eye witness states he was about 7 rods from the track when the collision occurred. The man was standing up in his car. The train stopped about 7 telegraph poles later.
Pennington called the “baby county of the state”
Early churches are:
Soo line present building completed in 1914 for $60,000.
First year, 3 month term
Kids sat on planks resting on powder kegs
Ten kids, eight of them are the LaBree family
The first school was a small log cabin in the grove west of the iron bridge.
Later named District 107
School was on Third Street
West side school records 1891 but the first taught year was 1883.
Sends out notice in paper for anyone having 12 lots to sell for building. Presently the two schools are on a small lot with a store also on the property.
Central school was built on 12 lots. Property was $1,240
Knox was a different school district. Consolidating of District 57 and District 107 happened in 1900. Now all schools were in District 18.
1908 Present Knox building and the addition to Central
1902 Washington built
1911 Lincoln High
East side of town called Red Lake Rapids
City incorporated in 1896
Before the Physician’s Hospital, there was a place called a hospital but it was more like a place where the sick and injured could be treated, than a hospital. The building was located at the north end of Red Lake Boulevard and with its meager equipment available, the institution did all that could be expected. It was called Bethany Hospital
Main Avenue has fire scare. Blaze starting in the meat market threatens old landmarks.
New city editor for paper announced.
12 3 1915 Ella Elvina Rye is born
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Do you recognize the source of the Mississippi where the children and their father are standing? Have you been there lately? We were there a couple of years ago for a wedding and the area now has a many trails and places for one to sit and just enjoy the area. It is estimated a half a million people visit Itasca State Park each year. Husband chimes, "That is almost as many visitors as Mall of America."
Without flipping over pictures and looking on the back for a date. We know this is 1973. We know that because the person sitting under neath the television set is Maria Therese. When we asked Bud who she was, he said, "Baby Anything". She became Nenna sometime early in her life and that name has remained with her. I emailed to ask her if she knew and this was her reply:
"Haha. It is a strange way to get a nickname I think. The way I've heard the story is that I was a very colicky (sp?) baby. Mom would sort of rock me in her arms, in a really big arc, and say, "maneena-maneena-manu" to try to get me to stop crying. Apparently she did it enough that the Nenna part eventually just stuck. I don't have any memory of ever being called Maria. My best friend from high school told me that I should consider myself very lucky because I could be walking around being called Manu ."
( I am still laughing about it!)
Rachel on the car listening to her first watch on or near her seventh birthday. It was her first time piece. Bud is in the life jacket, a picture from the summer.
Deer Town was designed to look like a frontier village. Wildlife included deer that can be fed by hand and trained bears. There was a Billy Goat Gruff Bridge, a children's farm, trout pond, museum and playground among the highlights. It was a nice, simple day outdoors walking among the animals. Life is different now and Deer Town has closed.
How many children in today's world get to pet a deer and feed it close up? Will they know what they are missing?
Monday, November 26, 2007
Mackinac Island in Michigan was an especially fun run. We rode our bikes around the island. Bud got out ahead of us and when the rest of us crossed the finish line, he said, "What took you guys so long"? That year we had an old Chrysler with a dent in the door. We had the four bikes strapped on the top of the trunk. When we got to the border, the patrol didn't even want to have us open the trunk, (we would have had to unload the bikes and take off the car top carrier). Honest, we looked like a family on the move out of some dust bowl.
Another trip included the sand dunes. When I asked a friend if they were as big as the grocery store, he just laughed and stated, they were a lot bigger than Kroger's. The only disappointment of the trip was Bud was too young to drive the dune buggy.
How we managed to drive to the Dells and Story Book Gardens, take in the North Shore, (see Rachel sitting in the fore ground with Split Rock Light House in the back), go to the museum at Grand Portage and on to Fort William at Thunder Bay and still make it to Thief River Falls, is beyond me.
We liked the North Shore; Bud could breathe there. We would get just beyond Duluth and he quit zonking. It was during the era of our vacations, considered one of the cleanest air places in the United States. I love the drive, even now.
It was the summer before Rachel was in fifth grade. I know that because of the length of her hair. I see they were both still wearing clothes made from fabric they picked out and designed. The rule was, crunch it in your hand, if it wrinkles in a ball, find something else. Bud could not have Coke or Pepsi because of allergies, therefore picked out pajama material with the Pepsi logo on the fabric. He stated if he couldn't drink it, he could wear it.
Fort William at Thunder Bay was marvelous. Where else could be travel back in time to 1815 at an authentic duplicate of Old Fort William, which was the inland sight of the North West Company of Montreal. The present fort is about 9 miles from the original sight. The entire fort was recreated to include characters, sounds, sights, and smells. People in period costumes went about their daily chores. Most impressive was the idea that the Native Americans put pine boughs in their tee pees to sleep on.
Its a long way from pine branches to space beds! And to think that most of the nights were spent in a 7 x7 tent. Good grief, what people do to cut corners. We all pretended that we just loved camping! I know the kids liked eating frozen brownies which had been floating around in freezing water in the bottom of the cooler. Will any of us eat Spam, fried potatoes, (those little canned white ones), and eggs scrambled all together for breakfast? I am not raising my hand. But we did then. And it was okay. And regardless of the 'grapes of wrath' sort of migration, we were able to vacation and we did laugh and we did play and obviously we did create memories.
This ends the series of map for scrap. There are others. And there are memories. I challenge you to put pictures and written memories together.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Provencher, proprietor of the Evelyn Hotel accompanied the group in this Studebaker sedan. The Provencher sedan turned over in the ditch near Albert Lea, Minnesota. Another four cars were held up for repairs.
There are 30 cars in the cavalcade of Pine to Palm. The last writing was from Joplin, Missouri which is 1339 miles from Winnipeg and 855 miles from their destination. The party traveled 2194 miles over the Jefferson Highway.
The first thought was to have the course of the Jefferson Highway entirely in the Louisiana Purchase, but that was sentiment. When the time came to actually lay the course it was found to have slipped over into Texas and gotten east of the Mississippi River for a space, in Minnesota.
This system was created by the Federal Aid Highway Act of 1925 as a response to the confusion created by the 250 or so named many named highways, such as the Lincoln Highway or the National Old Trails Highway. Instead of using names and colored bands on telephone poles, this new system would use uniform numbers for inter-state highways and a standardized shield that would be universally recognizable. The most important change was that this new system would be administered by the states, not by for-profit private road clubs. Even then, people decried the idea of giving roads numbers since they felt numbers would make highways cold and impersonal. Does it?
Friday, November 23, 2007
It is not like I am shopping at Weaver's with a little girl in hand when I waited for my change from the vacuum system that store had that sucked up the little canisters. And the little girl wondering where the canister went, then taking her to the place so she could see but not being able to explain just how and why the system was built into the store.
It is not like I am going to an ATM and have that system suck up the canister either.
It is more like I am a shopper on black Friday and the only vacuuming of money will be the call of the bargains simply sucking it right out of my pocket, if I choose. I guess the sucking up has to do with how tight I make my own belt.
It is not an era of five cent thread
It is not an era of $13.84 onyx rings with a diamond chip
It is not the simple era of PONG
It is not the era of regifting like the tie that went from Benhard to Severt for many years along with the Christmas card, written in pencil and erased until the paper was worn.
It is an era of inner magic for those of us who choose to let the little child inside of us come out from its safe hiding place and just be awed by the imagination of store decorations, grown ups bustling with packages, and charming ornaments in which we can see our faces. It is a time to think about a little girl who loves pink and butterflies and look for butterflies in all forms and while looking hope to see a lady bug.
Aren't lady bugs and butterflies wishes like kisses and magic and marvels for young and old alike? I dare you to look into a glass ornament and smile and feel an elf ring a bell in your ear.
I wish you joy and five cent thread.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Mr. And Mrs. Benhard Ranum and Benny Ranum were entertained at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Otto Ranum at Warren on Thanksgiving. (Otto was Benhard's half brother. Otto's son lives in Oregon, few days go by without hearing from Patrick).
Daddy bladed the snows from the circle drive often. Already banks had begun to form along the block long entrance from the highway. As soon as the ground was frozen, he would push it even farther away from the road.
A hard wind and a devil of a snowstorm came up the night before Thanksgiving. I slept in a west upstairs bedroom and the sound of the wind was frightening. It was the first time in my life I had heard the howl of the wind. I have never learned to like the eerie sound.
Morning broke bright. The snow was rigid from the wind. It lay in ripples and the sun blazed down upon it. Almost like a bed of diamonds.
Daddy called them to tell them the driveway was not open. They were snowbound themselves and as soon as the streets in town were open, they would call. Mother fretted, would her dinner be ruined?
Near eleven o’clock the phone rang and they were on their way. Mother put the potatoes on to cook which she would later run through the ricer.
Grandpa was dressed in a plaid jacket, it did not hide his pendulous abdomen, and he laughed about being snowbound and talked about really being snow bound years ago.
Dinner was wonderful. Daddy set aside his lime Jell-O with carrots and celery, set on a lettuce leaf and topped with salad dressing and paprika. At any celebration, he questioned why he should eat rabbit food when he could have the real thing. Mother made a tisk-tisk sound with her teeth.
The tractor started and the driveway was plowed. Daddy went up to the road and got their Plymouth. He started it and let it warm up despite Grandpa insisting it took too much gas.
I could hear I was thankful
Fly forward fifty plus years.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Left to Right: Gust Opseth, Andreas Opseth, Olaf Opseth, and Benhard Ranum, no door. Note chimney
The back of the Anderson house after the addition, Judy standing in middle. Note windows. Look at the picture in the middle. The picture had to have been taken while the men were standing near the addition showing the back of the house.
Thanks to old negatives I can finally move on.
Monday, November 19, 2007
SHREWD WORK OF JOSEPH DUCHAMP
By a little sharp diplomacy, Joe DuCahmp catured a Mr. and Mrs. horse thief and secured a stolen rig and they are now both on their way to the pen.
About two months ago, Louis Soucie called on Mr. DuChamp, at his farm 12 miles west of the city and wanted to sell him a span of horses so they could move to the city and work. Mr. DuChamp bought the team giving them a cow in part payment. On the way to town they sold the cow. Last Saturday, Mike Burns called Mr. DuChamp into his barn and showed him a fine rig he had just bought for $60 cash. Joe told him he believed the team was stolen and that the man whom he had bought them of and who left the barn as he came up was Louis Soucie and the thief. Mr. Burns called the man back, Joe confronted him with the charge and made him give back the money. Joe then went up town with Soucie to his wife, who met them on the sidewalk near Langseth's store, (corner of LaBree and Third Street). It was raining hard and while Joe was trying to get the wife and baby out of the rain, Soucie skipped. Joe locked up the horses, then visited Mrs. Soucie who confessed to the stealing of the right from JJ Bell of Devils Lake on July 3. Joe immediately phoned to Crookston, where he believed Soucie had gone and as a result, he was arrested Saturday afternoon and confessed to the stealing of the team he sold to Joe two months ago from Fred Stuart, livery man at Little Falls. Mr. Stuart was wired to and arrived in Crookston on Sunday morning accompanied by Sheriff Rider. The immediately drove to this city and fnding Joe here secured all the particulars, but as Joe had sold the team he paid Mr. Stuart $75.00 from the money he owed Soucie on the former deal. Monday morning, Mrs. Soucie was arrested and taken to Crookston where Mr. Soucie was under arrest, and both of them to were taken to Little Falls for their trial.
Word was sent to Mr. Bell at Devils Lake who arrived Tuesday noon and secured his team, paying Mr. DuChamp a private reward plus expenses.
It displayed shrewd work on Joe's part and as it was through his instructions the parties were arrested, there is not a question but what he is entitled to the state reward.
Seems like an operator, doesn't he?
Reservation land being sold
5 12 Eleven townships of the Red Lake Indian reservation is to be held at auction in Thief River Falls on June 13. The 160 acre tracts bidding will start at $4 per. It is expected to take about a month. Starts with section 1, township 154, and range 43.
Removal of dead Indians on the eleven townships will be awarded Saturday afternoon. The dead Indians who were members of the Catholic Church, about 20, will be buried at the Catholic cemetery at the Red Lake Agency. Others will be buried at the suitable point on the banks of the Red Lake River just across the reservation line. There is, at present a list of 82 dead Indians, but it is thought at least 100 bodies will be removed. A number of local people will put in bids
BIDS FOR THE REMOVAL OF DEAD INDIANS
The contract for removal of the dead Indians on the Eleven Townships has been awarded to Joseph Duchamp at $14.50 per body. Ed Langevin had the lowest bid at $14.49 but it was rewarded to DuChamp.
The contract will have to be completed inside 20 days. Mr. DuChamp has already commenced work. He has purchased Ole Peterson's gasoline boat and will use this to move the bodies up river. There were 19 bids ranging from $75.00 to $14.49 per person.
In a later paper, it is said the Minneapolis papers have long strings about the work of Joe DuChamp, OF THIS CITY IN REGARD TO THE REMOVAL OF THE DEAD INDIANS. According to the articles, Joe has all kinds of petrified Indians which he found on the reservation and is selling them for cigar signs and hitching posts. (Joke)
JO Duchamp killed near Mavie when auto over turns. Pioneer settler, aged, 72, unable to straighten car out, goes into ditch in November of 1918.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Once a year we go to a local restaurant called The Speak Easy.
The walls are of dark wood, the curtains are red; the booths and chairs are leather. It is a step back in time. There are pictures of gangsters on the walls. The serving staff where black fedoras and ties.
Food names include:
Two manicotti served on spinach noodles, topped with white sauce and served with a side of rigatoni
Three jumbo beef or cheese raviolis, two seafood pasta shells topped with Italian tomato tomato sauce and white sauce.
Spaghetti, half lasagna (beef or Italian pork sausage) and eggplant chips.
Strips of breaded chicken breast layered with a cheesy sauce and baked. Served with broccoli, cheese sauce and choice of potato
Shrimp and mock crab topped with a cheesy sauce and served on a bed of long grain and wild rice.
And of course..........DROOL ROLL PLEASE.......
New York Cheesecake
We know little of the time of prohibition just that enter the super-dry, ultra-religious congressman from Minnesota, Andrew J. Volstead. Never mind that if Jesus tried turning water into wine in the United States, he could have been arrested for bootlegging, or that the Last Supper might have been raided by federal Prohibition agents.
The saloons went underground and became speakeasies. It is said that in the city of New York alone, the number grew to 100,000. Mexico was wet, and Canada was far from dry. The border towns, both north and south, were well supplied with Jos Cuervo and Canadian Club.
On December 5, 1933, the Twenty-first Amendment to the Constitution officially repealed the Eighteenth Amendment—the only time in the history of the United States that an amendment has been repealed—and Prohibition was history.
Never mind all that..........
It is our anniversary and we go there to celebrate because that is where the wedding party of Tom, Brian Johnson, Bud Anderson, and I went for dinner on November 17, 1998. And nearly each year, we have our picture taken by the old car with the cross street signs of Center and Front Street because that was downtown Moorhead.
Tom and I where married in our living room here on Sixth Avenue. Our sons were our witnesses. Our friends and family were represented by a candle for each person. Ryen's candle holder was a crown; he is, after all, a prince. Rachel was represented by a candle holder with ivy that she had presented to us as a gift. My mother wanted her candle holder to be a piece of watermelon. The idea was to give each in spirit guest an image they would be able to visualize.
I came down the stairs and cut five daisy blooms off the plant at the base of the stairs . Fifty five days after Tom and I had reunited, I sent him a plant. I told the people at the florist to pinch off all the blooms, leaving only 55. Later, Tom had heeled it in by the back door. Before we had the foundation professionally insulated, one of the fall tasks was to put plastic around the foundation to keep the warmth in. We had already had a heavy snow. It was never the intention to carry flowers but when Tom said come and look!!! when he had uncovered that heeled in daisy plant in the snow which was still green and had five buds on it, it seemed like a symbol. We brought it in and let it warm and it bloomed five blossoms. One for each: Rachel, Bud, Ryen, Brian, and Bob!
We had kept the watermelon in the fridge until time for the 4 o'clock marriage. The stage was set. I glanced over at the table at the lit candles. There were supposed to be seventeen 'in spirit' guests. Someone was missing. Mother's watermelon was not on the table!
I said to Brian, "Get grandma out of the fridge". He looked at me like he didn't hear me; I said it again, this time loudly. Tom realized that Brian did not understand the cryptic message and explained to him to get the piece of watermelon, which was to be used as a candle holder, out of the fridge.
Tom's dad, Les was born on November 17; Les would be our in memory best man. We did not know that Mother would die that same date in 2002. Instead of dinner at the Speak Easy, we would be with her when she died at supper time. And Bud certainly did not know that in 2007, he would be united in a East Indian ceremony in California, (it is what is endearingly called remarriage, as they were married on October 13 of this year, also).
We are honored to share this day with all who celebrate it in some special way.
This is a group of workers near Akeley, MN. Photographers went from camp to camp and took pictures of the men and sold them to the workers. My step grandmother's father worked in the wood near Akeley when Mae was small. There is a museum dedicated to logging in the village of Akeley.
Soo Line may go to International Falls; will use old logging trails for development
Thursday, November 15, 2007
The experiment was simple, step out on the front step and snap the picture which I saw from the sun room while on the computer recently. It is home like. It is not professional. I did not play with the light and enhance the area over the tops of the houses to bring your sight to the morning sun.
There are hundreds of thousands of professional black and white photographs available to view and buy on the Internet. They offer a dramatic look of any subject one can name. Pine Forest in Snow, Yosemite National Park, 1932 by Ansel Adams comes to mind.
Adams invented the zone system which is a technique for photographers to translate the light they see into specific densities on negatives and paper, thus giving them better control over finished photographs. Adams also pioneered the idea of visualization of the finished print based upon the measured light values in the scene being photographed. One sees this in his work. He was a master of photography and alternated two professions, one as a photographer and the other as a concert pianist. Obviously he had someone nurturing his talents!
Do you, as a photographer visualize your finished product? Do you think about the backgrounds and what they are telling us about the picture? Certainly my friend Ellen was dating the season when she emailed pictures of her grand children sitting in maple tree framed in red leaves. Show Tom a picture of a person holding a fish and he can tell you where and when.
Check the backgrounds of your old pictures. Look for puffs of clouds captured. Enjoy their beauty. We don't know if it was accidental, we just know that clouds, wind, and sunshine make an interesting picture beyond the subject of two people standing next to an old car from California.
The question is, who's car is it?