Today Neighbors picks up from the column which ran Monday, March 19, about the words in a song about North Dakota a woman couldn't recall. That song as she remembered it went: You out to go ta North Dakota. See the cattle and the wheat And the folks that can't be beat. You ought to go ta North Dakota. It's the best (??????) The sky is bluer than blue The sun is sunnier, too. So if you don't believe it There's only one thing to do. Then it goes back to the beginning.
As Neighbors told you in February, it received many replies to the inquiry from Teresa Buntrock, Casselton, N.D., over the old song she knew about North Dakota. That song as she remembered it began: You ought to go ta North Dakota. See the cattle and the wheat, And the folks that can't be beat. You ought to go ta North Dakota. It's the best (?????) Then Teresa wrote, the song went: The sky is bluer than blue The sun is sunnier, too. So if you don't believe it There's only one thing to do.
Here's a picture of a claim plate that Karmen Johnson, Fargo, found some years ago, perhaps while farming or driving a tractor in a field.. "I don't know if it was something my parents or in-laws had or where it came from," Karmen tells Neighbors, adding, "It is 2 inches by 4 inches and very thin. "I tried the Internet and called a state office many years ago but was not able to determine where this claim is located. "If I could determine its place of origin, I would gladly get it to where it belongs." Neighbors, can you help Karmen out?
Now, here's a college teacher who knew how to grab his students' attention. The story comes from the University of North Dakota Alumni Review publication. The brief item concerns professor Richard Hale, who retired from the UND English department after teaching at UND for 37 years. "Hale was beloved for his eccentric teaching style," the item says. A prime example of this, the item went on, was the time he suddenly and apparently without warning jumped from the window of his classroom, then returned and asked his students to write about what they had seen.
Anyone who knew Maurice "Morrie" Nissen will tell you he was a top-notch thoughtful, caring person. Take Kent Eken, Twin Valley, Minn., who wrote in 2014 about Kent's intellectually disabled older brother Kyle, 12, who died in a drowning accident. "At the funeral," Kent wrote in a letter to The Forum editor that year, "I saw all of his (Kyle's) friends from his special education class and Mr. Nissen, his teacher.
Are you old enough to remember putting Mercurochrome on cuts and bruises? A few decades ago, just about every household in the country had a bottle of the stuff to dab on children's (and adults') hurts. But in 1998, the U.S. Food and Drug Administration said it was "not generally recognized as safe and effective" as an over-the-counter antiseptic and forbade its sale across state lines.
It was a note to Neighbors from Charles Linderman, Carrington, N.D., some months ago which stirred interest in the story of Harry Hayashi, who was born in Japan, came to the U.S., settled in Carrington, where he opened Rainbow Gardens, the region's first motel, then was detained during World War II as an "enemy alien." Harry's son Bob and Charles were classmates in the 1962 Carrington High School graduation class.
This column has carried stories in the past about Fradet's Fish Market in West Fargo. Well, here's a picture of it. Or rather, what you can see of it behind that huge snowbank. The man on top of the snowbank is Ronnie Krueger, McClusky, N.D. His wife Dorothy took the picture March 4, 1966, two days after a record-breaking snow storm hit the Upper Midwest. The other picture shows cars in West Fargo buried in the snow after that storm.
Patrick Olson, a Moorhead native, was telling his life story to his friend Sandy Thalmann, of Rochester, Minn., one day. Sandy, thinking he and his family would be remembered by some people in The Forum's area, sent some of what he told her to Neighbors. Here is what Sandy learned about this family. Patrick was born in Moorhead in 1942. He attended first grade at St. Joseph's School, Moorhead, in 1948-1949, and eventually went to St. Francis de Sales School, Moorhead.
No question, Harold Schafer was a born salesman. He was born into poverty in a tar paper shack near Stanton, N.D., but was so innovative that he founded the Gold Seal Company, did so well that he became a millionaire and then became a generous philanthropist. On top of that he turned the small town of Medora, N.D., into a tourist draw. In 2013, the Dakota Institute of the Lewis & Clark Fort Mandan Foundation produced a DVD about the story of his life titled "Mr. Bubble; The Harold Schafer Story."