Recently two of the area old timers died. Both women in their eighties. They lived good long lives and their lives should be celebrated!
Hazel was very active in the community with 4 H and Blood Drives and she was on the Township Board back when my baby brother and I used to trap gophers…she used to make some awful faces as she counted out those smelly gopher feet. Even though we kept them in the freezer in a jar they started to unthaw as they were counted. If the firehall ran out of food at the Father’s Day Picnic…she would bring over flatbread so we had something to eat. Hazel had three children, I was very good friends with one of her daughters but I have not seen her in years. Hazel made the best deep fried chicken I have ever tasted. Their house had a front porch and it was a perfect place to sleep during the summer. As far as I know Hazel moved to Ponsford in 1951. She moved to town a short time ago to be closer to the dialysis unit.
Both women will be or have been buried in the Linnell Cemetery…where I can walk down the rows and recall many old neighbors.
There are not many old timers left…Jim and Irene have moved to Assisted Living, Far Guy’s Aunt Louise lives in an apartment next to the Nursing Home. My parents moved to town many years ago. Maurice moved to town a number of years ago. Up on the prairie Margie and Alice are still in their homes but have children living with them as far as I know. Rueben and Hilma are still living on their home place.
One by one the older generation is disappearing…and as I am getting older I realize that soon I/we will be the older generation.