"Norwegians have a good sense of humor; anybody else would be screaming racism over these jokes." So writes Clarence Speltz, Rochester, Minn., who received these jokes from a friend and sent them on to Neighbors. So, trusting you Norwegians do have a sense of humor, here are those jokes. - Ole and Lena were out walking when Lena clutched her heart and fell to the sidewalk. Ole got out his cell phone and called 911. The operator said "Where are you?" Ole answered, "Vee were valking and Lena is on the sidewalk on Eucalyptus Street."
Last month, Neighbors ran in inquiry from a woman concerning a line she couldn't remember from a song from years ago that began, "You ought to go to North Dakota; see the cattle and the wheat and the folks that can't be beat." Well, you folks responded, and then some. In less than a week after that column ran, more than 40 of you had written in. The writers of those emails and letters, however, didn't all agree on that song's line.
This picture ran here last fall. It was sent in by Kimberly Paulson-Schulman, formerly of Fargo and now of Burbank, Calif., who found it in a resale shop in Burbank. She was interested because she saw it was framed in Fargo. So she sent a copy of it to Neighbors in hopes someone reading this column could identify someone in the picture and explain the occasion when the picture was taken. Neighbors hasn't received any identification information, but it did receive a clue from Jan Jorgensen, Fargo, who notes two men are wearing U.S. Naval Academy headgear and shoulder boards.
Valentine's Day is tomorrow. In keeping with that romantic day, here's an item from the web that someone sent to Pat Colliton, Fargo, who passed it on to Neighbors. It is titled "Messages of Love," and reads: A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4- to- 8-year-olds: "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. Here they are:
When Gary Swensen, Yankton, S.D., saw a story in this column about a World War II veteran, he sent in his own story, both of serving in the Army from 1970 to 1973, and of his family's long military history. Here are some of his stories, in no particular order: His uncle Earl Svendsen witnessed the raising of the flag over Iwo Jima during World War II. His uncle Clarence Svendsen served in both the Merchant Marines and the Army during the Korean War. His wife Deb's great-great-uncles served in the Civil War.
It was something innovative in public education: the platoon school. It first came to North Dakota in 1923 at Fargo's Jefferson School. Seven other Fargo schools then adopted the plan: Woodrow Wilson, Horace Mann, Roosevelt, Hawthorne, Lincoln, Clara Barton and Emerson H. Smith; Smith was the last Fargo school to adopt the plan in 1931. Now, if you attended a school with the platoon system, Steve Grineski would like to hear from you.
Louise Bakken, Fargo, sends in a picture of the postcard you see here. The card was mailed from Breckenridge, Minn., to Louise's great-uncle in Spokane, Wash. in 1909. It shows where two rivers come together to form the Red. But in the upper right hand corner is a picture which Louise says looks like an unidentified flying object. "I would love to know the story about this postcard," Louise says. Can someone out there help her? The Bowers Block
Neighbors hopes you don't mind if it gets its writer's sister into it. She's Vada (Lind) Higbee, formerly of Niagara, N.D., and now of Seattle, who found an item on the web titled "Spread the stupidity" Here it is: Only in this stupid world do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front. Why do people order double cheeseburgers and large fries and a diet Coke? Why do banks leave vault doors open and then chain the pens to the counter?
The name of a former principal of Fargo South High School was incorrect in a Neighbors column published on page B4 of the Jan. 30 Forum. His name is Richard Warner.
"I live a fairly normal lifestyle as a basically retired person," Randall Wehler, Moorhead, writes Neighbors. However, he says, "This winter has sort of gotten me down. And when down, I may find myself writing simple verses as a way of coping. "Here's one to share with you or any other folk." Valley Winters Well, old man winter, we see you are back once more With cold and blowing snow, you attack us to the core. You delight in seeing us in multiple layers of clothes Wrapped from our feet, right to the tip of the nose.