Election 2020 VOTE

My grandfather, Andrea’s Christian Olson Hoel, was born in Tromso, Norway, in 1860. He came to America with his Father Ole, mother Johanna, and brother Gideon in 1890. Johanna died giving birth to their son Olaf in 1890.
They made their first home in America at Calumet, Michigan, where Ole worked in the copper mines. The boys also worked there as soon as they were old enough.

Grandfather Andrew left Michigan and went to Northern Minnesota to work in the iron mines. He met and married his wife, Minnie Wirta, at Bovey, Minnesota. He continued working there until their daughter Alice was born. Andrew and Minnie, with baby Alice, moved to Dakota territory. Uncle Simon came to America and settled near Lake Poinsett Dakota Territory it 1873. He and his wife spent their first winter living in a Dugout on the side of a hill southeast of Lake Poinsett. The following year a sod house got built. Simon’s uncle Ole helped him build a stone house in 1880, part of that house is still standing. Andrew came to the Dakota territory to help his uncle Simon on the farm as Simon didn’t have any sons. He had five daughters.

Andrew and Minnie rented a farm near Simons, where they made their home for the next 40 years, and their son Frank, my father, was born, and they had another daughter named Elma.
They lived in a sod house first. It was later covered with wood, creating walls two feet thick. Their income from that small farm was not a large amount of, money from selling cream and eggs, a few pigs in the fall, or calves. They usually traded cream and eggs for groceries in town and sold a small grain each fall.

When the stock market crashed, and the banks closed, my grandfather lost all the money that he had saved in the Bank. He was a proud Democrat and incredibly pleased to be an American citizen. It is somewhat ironic that the bank president who locked the doors and kept Grandpa’s money was a Republican. He was also a friend of grandfathers. Those were different times; some democrats and Republicans considered themselves friends and could talk and work together. We cannot say the same thing today as our society has become hostile and hateful.

In 1929 the Wall Street Stock market was making some people rich. It looked so good it was said, “even the shoeshine boy was putting his money in the stock market.” When it crashed, overnight all that money disappeared. It must have gone in someone’s pocket?

Grandpa must have been a forgiving person because he and the banker remained friends. Grandpa didn’t put money -in any bank for a long time.
A little cloud hung over their friendship after that. Grandpa had recently sold some cows. He put the check in the Bank the day before the banks were all closed. Did his friend know advanced knowledge of that closing date? Could he have warned Grandpa, don’t put your check-in this Bank? Grandpa being the forgiving and loving person he was, always gave him the benefit of the doubt. He often said, “human greed” destroyed many people.

The controllers of the nation’s wealth may have been planning our future of credit card spending after the banks closed. They now have almost everybody buying with credit cards and we became their slaves. People depend on credit cards for daily existence. Big money actually killed the work incentive in this nation with EZ credit for low-income people. It is going to be hard to get that old work ethic back.

I believe my grandparents got put on this Earth to spread God’s love to all the people they met. Wherever they went to visit, they always brought something with them to give to the neighbors. They greeted everyone with the words “Gods Peace.” They understood and lived to love thy neighbor.

My dad told me about a new neighbor moving into the area one time. The stranger asked Grandpa, “What kind of people live around here? Grandpa asked him, “what kind of people lived where you came from?” The man described different people all had problems. Grandpa said, “You will find the same kind of people here.”

You might say I love my neighbor, but I hate his politics. You can say that and more because you live in America where you enjoy FREE speech. The new Trump slogan is” Rather be Russian than a democrat.” That means you don’t want freedom, that makes you a traitor! Have you served the United States in the military? If you have, you would never make such an idiotic statement. If that is your real feeling, you should not be living here. You should be living in Russia or another country with a dictator, they will tell you what type of politics you will have.

If you live in America, you have the choice to decide which way you want to go. No political party has all the right answers; we must work together for the good of all citizens. Calling each other names belittling others lying about others is tearing the country apart. We must all work together if we expect to have a free society where all men are created equal.
Our forefathers would be disgusted with the childish ways and mess that has been created after all the suffering and sacrifice they endured.

The Republican party has Played Dirty politics for decades. They’re running out of tricks in their playbook. They are now trying to scare the voters into believing the Democratic party will turn this nation into a socialist state.

It appears to me that’s what the GOP goal is, control over everything. It’s not the Democratic Party that refuses to work with the other side.

It is a two-way street, but the Republicans have played it is my way or the highway for 40 years. They vowed not to help President Obama get anything done! I feel it is time for those my way or highway Boys to hit the road. Let young people in to run the government, people who will work for the nation’s good, not just the top wealth holders.

The wealth can only trickle down if the greedy loses their death grip on it.

More thoughts for the voters.

There was little or no income in the USA agricultural community in 1929. Credit was not used to buy things. People saved, and every extra Penny they had was in the bank to get saved for a rainy day. Most of these pioneers had nothing when they arrived, so they treasured everything they acquired. You made your way in this world. You did not look for handouts.

The powers-that-be created the Wall Street Crash that closed the banks. The little bit of money the hard-working people had saved got taken away. The GOP still believed you pull yourself up by your bootstraps even after they took your boots. You should; do the honorable thing stay home and die if you get sick or do like the ancient Eskimo tribes. When you get too old to be productive or bring in food. You should walk out alone and sit there until you freeze to death.

In our part of the USA, if you had no money or home, there were poor houses in the 1930s where you could stay. They had no Bathrooms or running water. They maybe had one faucet so people could get drinking water. The smell of human waste was overwhelming and bed bugs were everywhere. My dad used to say people living there lived longer because they remained active, killing bed bugs.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt thought the condition of our senior citizens was bad. He devised the Social Security plan. The Republican party fought against it. They did not believe we should have a social system of any kind in this country.

The Republicans also fought against the Medicare system, but after it became law. They passed a bill ‘in the middle of the night’ that would make trillions of dollars for the drug companies.

We need some new blood, young people with common sense to take control of the Helm of our ship of State. It’s about ready to crash into a rock pile.

The way the Republican Party acts today, they would like to see us join Putin’s Communism they want to control everything. Now they’re using the new flip flop platform. Turn it around, have voters believe the Democrats will turn us into a socialist country. If they flip flop the same lie long enough nobody will know it.

The Republican party has a long track record for the use of dirty political campaigns. I will enclose a quote about one of their young early professional poop peddlers, Lee Atwater.

“In 1988,” Mr. Atwater said, “fighting Dukakis, I said that I ‘would strip the bark off the little bastard’ and ‘make Willie Horton his running mate.’ I am sorry for both statements: the first for its naked cruelty, the second because it makes me sound racist, which I am not.” Reputation as ‘Ugly Campaigner'”
“Since being stricken last year, the 39-year-old Mr. Atwater has apologized on several occasions for many of the campaign tactics he once employed and for which he was criticized. But rarely has he spoken in such detail or with such candor as in the interview for the first-person Life article.”

The GOP party leaders giving the marching orders today, spreading lies, rumors and hateful division make Lee Atwater look like a quiet, little Sunday school teacher.

The GOP’s hope.
“Voters quickly forget what a man says.” —President Richard Nixon.

The Republican Party and the Religious Right is positive God has sent Donald Trump to save this country from the terrible Democrats.


I find that hard to believe unless God and the New Religious Right operate by spreading hate through lies, fear, and intimidation.


I have always thought God does his work through love.

The Bay Area Bad Guys “Audio”

I know some of you on ‘Facebook’ and ‘My Mixed Blog’ are interested in the Bay Area Bad Guys as an audiobook.

The virus has left the publishers over a month behind, but my novel has finally come out in an audio version.

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Happy reading and listening, thank you everyone.

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VOTE-End Times-VOTE

        

“Jesus alerts his disciples not to be deceived by the false prophets, who will claim themselves as being Christ, performing “great signs and wonders”.

How then should a person who professes to be a Christian live his daily life? Should he try to do things that will hurry up the end? Should you do what is wrong ‘in your own mind’ if you think it will bring about the end sooner? We live in a world controlled by man’s laws and elected officials.

How should that affect the way you vote? Do you vote for people who do not treat their neighbors as they would want to be treated? Is it right or wrong to vote for people who show no sign of loving their neighbor? Human nature prods us to speed up the end-time prophecy? It reminds me of early church history and cold jumpers.

I do not want to jeopardize my place near the cross by voting for what I know in my heart is wrong!

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antichrist

In Christian eschatology, the Antichrist, or anti-Christ, is a person prophesied by the Bible to oppose Christ and substitute himself in Christ’s place before the Second Coming. The term (including one plural form)[1] is found five times in the New Testament, solely in the First and Second Epistle of John.[2] The Antichrist is announced as the one “who denies the Father and the Son.”[3]
” The similar term pseudokhristos or “false Christ” is found in the Gospels. In Matthew (chapter 24) and Mark (chapter 13),

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Brainwashed by Social Media

The United States military leaders got told by the politicians in 1959, about the Domino theory, all the countries in Southeast Asia will fall to communism like domino’s if we don’t stop them in Vietnam. We are trading partners with all of them today. President Trump met with North Korea’s Communist leader at Hanoi, “a real slap in the face to all POW’s.”

Communism hasn’t spread very far unless that’s what is happening today by undermining our political processes and causing a bitter division of the people, through corrupt elections. We won’t remain free for many more years when the country is divided by hate groups. We have remained a free Democracy by working together regardless of differences of opinion. The good and survival of all in the “United States must be the goal.”

It now appears as if those days are coming to an end, right, wrong, law and order have little meaning. It may not have been communist conspired but the voters have been brainwashed by propaganda that has flooded all of todays Social Media platforms. The Republican Party destroyed Hilary Clinton’s reputation with lies and robbed her of being president of the United States. Their plan is to now steal the 2020 election the same way. Their goal is to divide and control voters, all for power and profit. God help America.

The Estensen family Reunion

As a youngster my grandparents Andrew and Minnie Olson attended the Estensen family reunion as often as there was one held in the community. I came across a newspaper clipping from a reunion that was at Lake Campbell near Brookings SD, decided to share this with my blogging friends. I’m sure there are many names for everyone to remember. I recall attending with my grandparents, even as a youngster it was a fun event. My wife and I attended our last Estenson reunion it Renner South Dakota in the early 1970s.



Family reunion were annual events at one time, or as close to annual as you could get. Reunions seem to be out of style in many families today. My wife came from a large family in Michigan and she loved to return to the family reunions in July as often as we could. I realized those reunions were very important to her so we attended often, even though it was a long drive. This year she didn’t want to wait until July so she went to the reunion in April, not to Michigan but that Huge Glorious Reunion where the streets are paved with gold. There is an eternal reunion with friends and family waiting, that is truly out of this world.

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Real Music

I have known this country music legend since we were teenagers and caddies at the Watertown Country Club, near Watertown South Dakota. Sherwin devoted his entire life to entertaining people with real music, Country Music. Listen and enjoy or visit him at one of the places on his schedule

To Don and Kay.

http://www.sherwinlinton.com/schedule.asp

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A Surprise Visitor

Great grandfather Ole Olson at Crimson Lake, Alberta Canada
Ole Olson with two early health care
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This was a writing assignment on JANUARY 10, 2016 / LELAND OLSON HOEL 

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

Family Dinner Out

Somebody in our family got the idea a while back that it would be just great if we all got together and had dinner out. Of course, the first question that came up, where to eat? Some wanted to go to McDonald’s, and others wanted a Chinese buffet. We had a few younger ones voted for Italian. One grandson with an Asian wife wanted Japanese sushi. I shouted, “this is getting us nowhere. We are all going to go to Ralph’s Gizzard Kitchen and pull a few tables together and enjoy a family dinner.”

We finally got seated at Ralph’s Place. I ask, “how about ordering.” Each one wanted to order from the menu by themselves. Immediately I said, “No way, José, that is not going to work. It will drain my bank account.” We can all have the special, and I will pick up the check. If each one wants to order separately, we will share the cost. No one wanted the special, as I thought, with a breath of relief. Orders finally were all placed; waitresses started bringing out all the different meals.

Everyone was relaxing and enjoying their meals when we heard some police siren’s out in front. Pretty soon, a policeman walked in the door with this big old fellow, who looked like a lumberjack. The policeman asked, “Is somebody here named Leland Olson.” That’s me, I replied.” The policeman says, “This old geezer was wandering around in the middle of the street looking for a restaurant called Ralph’s Gizzard Kitchen. Nobody in town seemed to know where it was.” Whoever picked this place to eat must not get out of the house much! So anyway, “This fellow claims to be the great-grandfather of Leland Olson. He got the message to meet everyone here for a family dinner.”

I jumped up and gave my great-grandpa a big old hug, you look great, you died in 1914. I started banging a glass with my spoon. Can I have everyone’s attention, “This is great-grandpa Ole Hoel, he came from Canada to have dinner with us.” Sit down and join us. So, “how have things been going with you, grandpa, what would you like to eat?” Salted herring and lutefisk are out of season right now. They have excellent walleye fillets. I heard you always liked fish; we all did. Grandpa said, “That will be just fine, “but I don’t seem to have the appetite I had working in the woods all day.”

I asked, “How long can you stay,” They said, ‘until dinner is over,’ “I thought maybe you could come out to the house and stay awhile.” ‘Well, that is not part of the deal.’ I’m here to have dinner with you and your family, to see how you all look and act.’ “Frankly, I am shocked. It appears like you all have a lot of confusion and bad manners.” “You should be eating at one table in your home.” ‘Grandpa things change.’ He says, “Don’t know why things got to change that much, only been a little over a 100 years or so since I left here.”

So I asked him, “If you’re leaving after dinner, I hope you’re not walking back to Rocky Mountain House, Alberta.” No way, “Walk that far, you nuts? I did it once in 1905! “I will be returned to Canada the same way I got here. Something beamed me up. I didn’t have my Derby hat, so they beamed me back down, got my hat, and beamed me up again, then brought me here. I hope they get it right, going back.”

Thanks for supper, it was nice to meet your family. Leland, What did you say you do? Blogging? Never heard of it, “Now logging, I know a lot about log………

Bye, bye, great-grandpa. I love you.

I have always felt a closeness to all my grandfathers. My great grandfather, Ole Estensen Hoel, was born on December 2, 1816. I was born on December 1, 1940. Grandpa Ole Hoel was born on April 28, 1844.

Families throughout this world have become more fractured as cyber societies progress at warp speed. The family unit in the United States no longer resembles what it was in the past. Each generation for the past few decades. Has seen the values change. The ties that bind families together have been destroyed or continue to decline.  

It will be a terrible price to pay, but possibly this Coronavirus will help reverse a trend that was destroying the family unit worldwide. No matter how horrible a situation looks. There can always be a brighter side found If we search hard enough for it. A new world of fellowship and brotherly love might be in the making. 

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Mother / Cat

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Princess at Kitchen Table

I have to laugh my furry little old butt off at times. They talk to me like I’m a person but those two still think I’m a cat! Lee is such a pushover, I knew if I acted real sickly and underfed he would bring me into the house and that’s exactly what he did, many, many years ago. Rose is gentle and filled with love, as every good mother should be, she is my baby.

I worry about Rose, her health hasn’t been very good lately, she is suffering from every lung condition in the books, along with diabetes, even dementia. That makes days very hard for her, so I try to be really nice to her and show her lots of love and affection. I sleep by her feet all night and always sit on her lap in the recliner, she pets me constantly.

Lee doesn’t seem to be the Rock Hudson, she thought she was getting when she married him way, way back. I love to just sit with Rose and I know my presence makes her feel good, which is very comforting to me. She yells at me at times, about not to do certain things but I know she doesn’t really mean it. She hollers, “watch your claws a lot,” while I make biscuits on her stomach, or scratch the furniture. That’s what cats do, for crying ‘meow’ out loud!

Lee is always coming up with special names for me like Dumb cat, or Damn cat, my name is Princess. I have a Royal Countenance about me, everyone can see that. If Rose asks, “Did you feed Princess?” He always says something really dumb, like, ‘have you got an alligator?’ He thinks his so-called Terms of Endearment are really cute. When he does these things I have something special for him. I have the power to make a sore pop out in either one of his nostrils, or both, like an ingrown hair and it will stay sore for 3 or 4 days. I could put a boil on his butt too. He is very fortunate, I did like him a little at one time.

The hair on my back almost stands straight up when he forgets to empty the cat box on time, which seems to be quite regular. I thought he was going to have a heart attack one day, I pretended to do my job next to the Box. I got a big laugh out of that one. He was screaming at Rose, “Your cat is peeing on the floor.” Rose knew better because she knows me and trusts me in a special way. Lee asked, “Why has it been my job to empty the cat box since day one?” You brought her to the house! Why should I be punished for doing a good deed?

My tired, sore old body was still in bed at 9:00 AM today. I had a busy, half scary, long night thinking about our families, my own and my wife’s family, and the many cats our families have had through the years.

This following message came to me in a dream. My mother-in-law passed away at age 80, that was approximately 17 years ago. She did make a promise to me, it was something like this. If there was a way, ‘she would make life very uncomfortable for me, if I didn’t treat her daughter Rose right.’ It was more or less a threat. No, It was a threat, “You be good to my baby girl or you will have no peace and rest in your lifetime.

It then hit me, I brought princess into the house 17 years ago, shortly after my mother-in-law passed away. It surely can’t be possible! Did she come back as Princess? Her hair was snow-white, like the cat. If that is the case she wasn’t in limbo long, that is understandable, the keeper of the gate just looked the other way.

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Rose, “I will feed Princess and take the cat box out right now.”

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Lake Poinsett Nostalgia

Photo Challenge
Nostalgia

What kinds of experiences stir emotions for the past within you?

Lake Poinsett Nostalgia

The word that was suggested for the one-word prompt recently was nostalgia. It was a photo challenge, but the photos I’m using here are not current. The beautiful lake named Lake Poinsett in northeastern South Dakota is where I will take you on my nostalgia trip. I was born in 1940 and grew up witnessing many changes at the lake. With this post, I hope to take a short trip back down memory lane and recall different things about Lake Poinsett. It has seen dramatic changes in usage, population, residences, year around homes, food, drink, bait and tackle places and a multitude of water level changes.

We lived on a farm less than a mile south of the lake, our parents were Frank and Frances Olson. A lot of time was spent either fishing or swimming in our lives. Our great uncle Simon Hoel built a stone house on the hill just east of the park in 1885, part of it still stands. My grandfather Andrew Olson helped him farm the land.

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Simon Hoel Olson home 1880’s

 

Tall, virgin prairie grass grew for a mile along the south shore of the lake. Simon and my grandfather cut hay from it for forty years. There is a beautiful state park on that land today, trees and campgrounds everywhere.

A few tall original cottonwood trees were growing along the shoreline but through the centuries ice knocked most of them down. A wagon trail can still be seen in places, it went to the east boundary fence and on for another mile to the Hendrickson farm, what is now Runia’s farm. There were no homes or cabins on any of that land.

Just to the west of the State Park property, there was a very lively, noisy dance hall named Smith’s place. It flourished in the late 1800s and early 1900s. It was a very lively dance hall, where many big name bands played as they traveled through this area. We knew Charlie Smith the owner and his family very well. Their daughter babysat the three Olson boys on occasion.Karlton, Harlan, and Leland. My brother Harlan was a banker, writer, and collector of artifacts who helped start the Museum at the state park entrance. Harlan loved every minute of it, even the many volunteer hours. He passed away on March 8, 2016. I can see him searching for artifacts on old Heavenly terrain now. I would imagine there are some very nice artifacts to be found near those streets of gold.

Smith’s dance hall and the property was all sold to the Methodist Church, they may have become the first church to have a beer license. The original dance hall building where Lawrence Welk played still stands, in the same place on that stretch of shoreline. Today it is used for meetings and as a dining hall, that says something for old-time construction.

Arlington Beach, the next place west was run by a lady named Ann Oburn. This picture is of the Lake Poinsett water slide in the 1920’s. I think it was located at Arlington Beach, as far as I can tell from looking at the Hills and the trees in the background. I will be glad to edit this story and change the location if it is wrong. Ann Oburn had a few rental cabins, cafe and bait house.

Bud Mueller from Estelline gave boat rides at Arlington Beach in the 1940’s. This was his fancy boat.

In the nineteen forties or early fifties it was purchased by Russ Weiland and his wife who operated it for many years. Russ was possibly the original Evinrude Johnson dealer in this part of the country. His daughter and son-in-law relocated Weiland Marine, which is now on Highway 81.

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West from there were only two or three houses until you got to the little hill top farm with the goats. I think Madsens lived there. There were only two cabins between there and Mundt’s Resort. Mundt’s had several small cabins that they rented out. There was a farm between Mundt’s resort and what is now Pier 81.

There was another dance hall that later became Wieland Marine on Highway 81 just north of the corner by the Poinsett Cemetery, it closed after the War. It was near a gas station, some called Hilltop, others Ann’s Place.  She served lunches and usually had a lively crowd, Ann and Clyde served beverages to those with the most discriminating tastes. The place later became Ole’s repair shop. It was Gene’s repair until Weiland Marine bought it.

Ernie Edwards moved a building to the lake and started Edwards resort, possibly in the late 40s early 50s. Edwards served good food and had a bar and live music.
Edwards Resort had dances through the 50s 60s and 70s mainly Country Western and Rock and Roll music. They usually had very good crowds. I believe it was sometime in the 1960’s a truck driver must have gone to sleep at the wheel and he tipped his semi over in Edwards parking lot wrecking cars and almost taking out the gas pumps. I can’t imagine the call that fellow had to make to his company explaining he just wrecked a few dozen cars while tipping over at a crowded dance. I was there that night I recall there was a lot of commotion. It was a miracle that no one was even hurt, many people were outside.

On the west side of the Lake, there was a resort called Sportsmans Lodge owned by Nessen’s, the Hawley family was there too, it burned down. It was a very long large building with a restaurant, I believe they also had cabins and rooms in the lodge that they rented out.

What is now Lakeview Resort was a small resort opened by Ole Mikelmier. It later became Fish Haven, home of the famous Carp Sandwich. They had a secret BBQ sauce, It brought out the best in a big chunk of carp. From Lakeview North, there were two or three homes.

The Grape Farm had no homes until the first one was built right on the point in the 1950s. From there North to Saarinen’s the state purchased part of the shoreline and later sold Lots to private owners. That closed it for skinny dipping. From Saarinen’s Point North there were a few homes because it was close to the highway.

Nitteberg’s Resort was just east of the Stonebridge. That highway washed out west of the bridge in the spring of 1969 as flood waters from over a hundred inches of snow came in from the river and Dry Lake.

Nittebergs must have had a couple dozen summer cabins that they rented out along with boats and bait. They also had some carnival rides in the summer months and afternoon roller skating in the dance hall. The dance hall was built over the lake at one time, but ice damage made them move it back to shore. It was a family run business.The brothers John and Clair ran the bar and maintained most jukeboxes, pinball and other game machines in a large area, their sisters operated the cafe.

The Dance Hall was very busy and a lively location during the 50’s and 60’s and into the 70’s. There was all types of music, old time music was the most popular for many years, until Rock and Roll moved in. There were many big-name bands playing at Nittebergs Resort in the early years, the Model T and Model A days. Lawrence Welk who was from Strasburg N D played there in his younger days. Miron Florin from Rosholt South Dakota managed the Welk music when Lawrence stepped down.

Leo Fortin’s Orchestra was a regular at Nitteberg’s Stone Bridge Resort for many years.

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They had Thursday night dances in the fifties. I recall our football coach at Castlewood kept telling us “you guys have a good football team but just think how much better you would be if you didn’t spend all night at the dance on Thursday night.” I guess he had a good point there.

We danced a lot to Big Tiny Little’s Band who played with The Lawrence Welk Orchestra. He was born in Worthington Minnesota and was a regular there in the 50s and 60s.

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Dry Lake was north of The Stone Bridge. In the dryer years, it was full of muskrat houses. The Game Warden Ed White with his Smokey the Bear Hat would fire a shotgun to open the trapping season. From what I have heard it was like the Boomer Sooner land rush in Oklahoma. Trappers made a mad dash to claim as many muskrat houses as they could.

The County’s had a bounty on pocket gophers at one time. It was rumored that some entrepreneurial muskrat Trappers took the front paws from their muskrats and turned them in to claim pocket gopher bounty in the spring.

When you went east from Nittebergs cabins, there were only one or two houses, the one right below the hill was named ‘The Mouse Turd Inn.” The west side of that hill was real steep, just a dirt trail going straight up, many Model A’s some Model T’s, later newer cars had drivers who challenged each other to make it to the top. The dust really flew! I think some got sideways on occasion and rolled back down the hill.

The resort on top of the hill was known as Jim Bagley’s place. A long wooden staircase went down the hill to the lake. They also had a café, fishing equipment, and bait. The name was changed to the Hilltop Resort later when owned by Louie Morales and his family. Louie rented out boats at Thomas Lake one summer when perch fishing was hot.

Just down the hill, east of the hilltop resort, there were three or four homes before you got to Hammer’s pasture and to the outlet of Lake Poinsett, that led to Stark’s Bridge where flood gates were installed. There have been several fish winterkill years when oxygen in the lake got so low most of the fish died. Dead fish in windrows around the lake at one time. The worst spring brought out the National Guard with front-end loaders, trucks and lots of shovels.

The Bakke farm and Cemetery took up most of the east shore. Two homes were on the hill overlooking Prestrude’s Landing. Lots were developed and cabins built to the south of the boat landing in the 1950’s. Goulds opened a beer and bait place there in the late forties but it didn’t last. The next mile of shoreline was only recently developed by the Hansen family. Going south from the Hansen development to Hendricksons or now Runia’s there were two cabins.

This has been a rather selfish nostalgic trip around Lake Poinsett. I’m really young to have nostalgia for the water slide or for the swimming attire. So actually I feel a lot younger by taking this trip back just a few years before my time. I thought I would like to share these memories of Lake Poinsett while I’m still able to share them. The changes at Lake Poinsett are hard to imagine if you didn’t witness them. The number of very large homes today must reflect a great prosperity in this country or something?

At night the lake and all of the country side was darker than pitch, this was in 1945, before REA, no all night yard lights, no electric lights period. We played cards with light from a kerosene lamp on the table. This country at night was a whole lot darker, the small glow in the sky to the west was Lake Norden’s lights. The smaller glow to the east was Estelline in the Sioux River bottom. You could barely make out a tiny glow for Brookings, that was a long way off. You might say nights were a bonus for ghosts and goblins in those days. On a night with no moon or stars, you best hope your lantern did not go dry.  Can you imagine going back to live in those times?

NOVEMBER 15, 2016 / LELAND OLSON HOEL / EDITbeach-bunnies

Swimming attire has gone from one extreme to the other throughout the centuries. In classical antiquity, swimming and bathing were done naked. The swimming suits here from the 1920’s seem a wee bit extreme, the weight of the wet swim suit could pull you under. Now close to 100 years later we saw, peered, peeked our way through the teeny weeny, polka dot bikini era, we are almost back to swimming in the nude again.

What goes around comes around, with nostalgia or Murphy’s Law.

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Out of Your Reach

Taken by Edmond Wayrynen

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Out of Your Reach.”

DAILY PROMPT

Out of Your Reach

Was there a toy or thing you always wanted as a child, during the holidays or on your birthday, but never received? Tell us about it.

Thanks for the suggestion, Jen Rosenberry!

There was one thing that I always wanted as a kid but never received. Many birthdays and Christmas days came and went, but what I was searching for was never there. I could understand that they were relatively expensive, and it was just something that children in lower-income families didn’t get to play with often. I was fortunate to have a friend George Hestead whose parents even had a big sailboat. I hope I didn’t become friends with him because he owned Lionel Train sets. He had the most massive train set I have ever seen. It got spread over one whole room in his house. I can hardly describe it, almost enough track to get to Chicago. He had depots, bridges, tunnels, railroad crossings, flashing lights, smoke coming out of the engines. It was indeed awe, inspiring site for my young mind. I spent a lot of time at his house. He didn’t mind letting me share in his wealth, and it was a lot of fun. It would have been easy to covet that neighbor’s trains!

In 1949 my brothers Corky and Harlan and I rode the passenger train from Bryant to Watertown with mom. My love for trains made that a particularly, memorable day. We later learned it was a special day for sure. Our parents were in the process of getting a divorce. Our big house got sold, we said tearful goodbyes to our pigeons. Mother soon moved us to Watertown. That was a monumental change in lifestyle. We learned to tend a large garden before doing anything else, and do some cleaning and cooking. Cloths washing water was pumped by hand and heated on the gas stove in a washtub with lye soap cut into it. Harlan ran his arm up to the elbow in the ringer one day. Mother suggested we use more care after that.

Watertown was a busy railroad center. I soon concluded, I now had my train set, full size. We would go down by the tracks and play around the different trains while switching cars and being moved around, and changing engines. Oh, what a time I had! We occasionally hopped a ride, hanging onto the side of a car and riding for a way, that was quite an adrenaline rush. As we got braver, we rode out to the edge of town then jumped off before the train got going too fast. We walked back to town, walked everywhere in those days. A lot of men were out of work and hopped rides on trains everywhere. There was a hobo camp near the river, north of Riverside Park. They were mostly a friendly group and shared their meager meals with us.

We were living in the days before electronic games and TV, so we made our entertainment. One of my favorite places was the old roundhouse, where those big steam locomotives got turned around and sent back in the other direction. I would crawl down and hide underneath the turntable and watch all the action going on up above. Those were exciting and scary times. The railroad people were always trying to chase us away, but I think they probably concluded. Those kids don’t have much to go home for and overlooked some of our presence there. We were always careful. I remember any time we crawled underneath a train to get across the tracks. We were very, very careful. My brother and I still have all of our legs today, and some reasonably unusual memories. 

One of the railroad workers who lived next to the tracks was Sherwin Linton’s father. When he was motioning for me to get away from the trains, he didn’t realize that little hooligan would later become friends with his son Sherwin.

Ice got harvested by a large crew at Lake Kampeska all winter. There was a huge ice house at the lake and another one in town. They supplied ice for everyone during the long hot summer. Both were popular places to play on hot days. Ice got cut into huge blocks then stored in the ice houses with layers of sawdust in between.

Mother rented a house on the south side of Lake Kampeska one time. That is when I met George and his prized railroad system. We started to caddy at the Country Club, that’s where I met Sherwin Linton. He was the only caddy with a guitar. That old Tennessee Flat Top Box has served him well. He still maintains a tour schedule plus plays at county and State Fairs. At 80 years young he appears energetic and still plays great.

I love my trains but will stay away from the tracks when I see 

“The Long Black Train” coming.

https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=josh+turner+long+black+train&docid=60803607182409939

 

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Lake Poinsett, South Dakota, USA

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Fishing was usually good.

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Our old cabin

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24 lb. Northern Pike

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36.5 lb. Carp

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The Olson boys L/R Leland, Karlton, Harlan

 

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2011 was another year of high water level, wind damage.

 

 

 

Sleaziest Politics Ever

When I saw the attached article this morning, I knew I had to say something. To be quiet at times like this would be un-American, not patriotic.

This is a good history lesson. The GOP all the way back to Nixon considers voters dumb and do not remember the dirty tricks of the past. The icing on the cake is ” THEY WANT US TO BELIEVE GOD SENT US TRUMP” 

https://www.msn.com/…/opinions-trump-may…/ar-BB1alX3r…

I have also attached files that have a history of what happened in Germany during Hitler’s time. There was silence. Then the world paid a high price for it. We live in a democracy. If our democracy will survive, it needs people who all work together for its well-being. This nation got divided down the middle, with one side hating the other for the simple reason they disagree with their ideas. It appears politics has become a power struggle. The religious right is supporting this. They feel God has sent Donald Trump to save the United States. I hope for their sake. They are not trading their souls for a few judicial appointments to keep their friends with power in place.

Germany 1939
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Religion_in_Nazi_Germany

Goebbels’ Ministry of Propaganda issued threats and applied intense pressure on the Churches to voice support for the war, and the Gestapo banned Church meetings for a few weeks. In the first few months of the war, the German Churches complied.[170] No denunciations of the invasion of Poland, or the Blitzkrieg were issued. On the contrary, Bishop Marahrens gave thanks to God that the Polish conflict was over, and “that He has granted our armies a quick victory.” The Ministry for Church Affairs suggested that Church bells across Germany ring for a week in celebration, and that pastors and priests “flocked to volunteer as chaplains” for the German forces.[171] The Catholic bishops asked their followers to support the war effort: “We appeal to the faithful to join in ardent prayer that God’s providence may lead this war to blessed success for Fatherland and people.”[172] Likewise, the Evangelicals proclaimed: “We unite in this hour with our people in intercession for our Fuhrer and Reich, for all the armed forces, and for all who do their duty for the fatherland.”[172]

HAS THIS WORLD TODAY FORGOT WHAT HAPPENED IN THAT WAR?

The trouble is that once you see it, you can’t un-see it. And once you’ve seen it, keeping quiet, saying nothing, becomes as political an act as speaking out. There’s no innocence. Either way, you’re accountable.
Arundhati Roy

THE FAMILY-A-TRUE STORY

by Dear thia-basilia

Helo,

I am very happy to read about your son finding a way to purchase your rooftop. If you had jumped your head would have cracked open like a melon. All of your beautiful thoughts would have leaked out on the sidewalk instead of being shared with the world. You are hard to contact. Take care, be well, keep on doing what you do best.

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

Wolf In Sheep’s Cloth
The United States is a democracy. It is freedom, that is why people from all over the world have moved here. They want to be free and rule themselves with laws they make by trusting and working together. Everyone should work together. Love thy neighbor as thyself.

Wolf in sheep’s clothing, the phrase originates in a sermon by Jesus recorded in the Christian New Testament: Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves (Gospel of Matthew 7:15,

Our Nation has evolved to a point where there are many things wrong with it. We became a permissive Society from straying away from our faith in God. People become greedy and lived improper lifestyles. A person must first change. Changed people happen by loving and caring for each other and working together as God wishes.


A large group of people in the United States today declare themselves to be religious, righteous, and God-fearing. They believe in their hearts; God sent Donald Trump to be our president. He is a tough guy who will change the laws to move the country in the right direction. I’m sorry to say I have to disagree with that. The God I know, is loving. He works through brotherly love, caring for one another, and respecting one another.

Jesus the Good Shepherd: John 10 “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.?” Jesus will not let a wolf threaten and scatter his sheep.”
Donald Trump has been president for four years, and he has changed laws and appointed judges to satisfy the religious right groups. He has also divided the nation right down the middle through fear and intimidation, slander and name-calling. He is a pathological liar who believes that people who think differently than him are the enemy.
I cannot believe God sent him to work that way to save this Nation from destruction, not using tools like that.

Everybody must get out and vote and vote their conscience. We all must start loving and respecting one another, even with different opinions. We have to work together side-by-side, making sure everyone upholds all laws.

Some people feel the Covid-19 Virus goes along with God sending Donald Trump. There is a message to change your ways in the virus. That might be although the history of viruses is just as old as humankind.
“The social history of viruses describes the influence of viruses and viral infections on human history. Epidemics caused by viruses began when human behavior changed during the Neolithic period, around 12,000 years ago, when humans developed more densely populated agricultural communities.”

Human nature is constantly changing. God’s Peace is constant. We need that rock to hold. Isaiah 26:4 “Trust in the Lord forever, For in God the Lord, we have an everlasting Rock.”
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God” (Philippians 4:6).

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My Books

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https://www.audible.com/author/Leland-Olson/B078X4QNT8

This book has just become available in audio, click on this link to listen to the sample, thank you.

Top reviews from the United States

“Reviewed in the United States on February 16, 2018, Verified PurchaseIn this book by Leland Olson, we read about a young man named Richard Savage. Savage is a farm boy from Iowa who eventually goes to college and through other life events in this book but always is pondering on the idea that he’s gay. One day, a man learns about these thoughts and starts to blackmail Savage over them. However, Savage refuses to pay him which ends up causing major problems in his life. He starts to be accused of murders, accidents, and other horrible things. Can he stop the blackmailer before his life is destroyed?

This is a very intriguing book and filled with action. It’s also not that long of a read which makes it ideal for those looking for a somewhat quick read. Olson’s writing style helps the story to flow well and includes great imagery and descriptions to help you better imagine certain situations and settings. Overall, a wonderful novel to try out if you’re looking for something unique and suspenseful.”

“Reviewed in the United States on February 3, 2018, Verified PurchaseA brave tale of a young man who gets into a bad luck scenario because he likes going to gay bars. Since he has to hide what he is doing to preserve the social image, he becomes a victim of blackmail and ends up in the throes of some terrible crimes. There are excellent ideas and a fantastic plot in this book, but the delivery is poor more often than not. I had the impression that the author took one breath and ran through the book, forgetting to pause, think of the sentence and use proper punctuation – it’s like in all that excitement small and capital letters got confused, and quotes and dashes disappeared. This makes the book difficult to follow. It is in a dire need of editing, which would for sure raise the bar of its value. Unfortunately,

that is the main reason why I decided to give only three stars to an authentic story that is unlike any other I’ve read recently.One person found this helpful.”

“Reviewed in the United States on February 11, 2018, Verified PurchaseThe Bay Area Bad Guys is a great plot I love the concept of the story. Richard leaves Iowa to work for a big name firm in the city. He has a love for going to gay bars and ends up in a web of blackmail and lies to maintain his image. The story can be hard to follow with improper sentences, punctuation and changing points of views but essentially the storyline itself was great. Sometimes the story gets pretty deep addressing major crimes such as child trafficking but I feel like things like that need to be addressed and it fit in with the story well. There was some mystery which kept me reading and wanting to know what happens next. General grammar and punctuation aside, I enjoyed this book. I would definitely read more from Leland Olson. He has a knack for creating an interesting storyline, and with a little editing it would be an amazing book!”

“Reviewed in the United States on February 2, 2018, Verified PurchaseThis book was definitely unlike any other I have ever read. It is typically not my type of go-to genre, but I did find that I actually liked it more than I expected I would. Richard, the main character, is a country boy who is highly intelligent. He quickly gets himself tangled in with some bad things and bad people. The author, Leland Olson, told the story in such a way that kept me intrigued about what would happen next. The sense of mystery and suspense was thrilling and made me want to read the book from start to finish. It was, however, hard at times to read about some of the negative things in the book, such as child trafficking, because they seemed to be very heavy topics. Regardless, I was very intrigued by the book. My family had a hard time even getting me to eat dinner with them because at times, I did not want to put the book down!”

“Reviewed in the United States on February 22, 2018, Verified PurchaseThe Bay Area Bad Guys by Leland Olson goes through the struggles of one man and how he overcomes them. He has to deal with being blackmailed for being gay and ends up in many different situations as he gets more and more entangled. Leland Olson caught my attention on page one and kept me quickly turning the pages to find out what would happen next. I found that the pace set in The Bay Area Bad Guys was easy to follow and I quite enjoyed the way the book played out. When I come across a good book, I strive to make sure that I pass on the joy of reading to anyone who is interested. This genre has piqued my interest and has reinvigorated my love for reading. If you are interested in this genre, I would definitely give this book a read. You will not regret it.”

“Reviewed in the United States on February 15, 2018, Verified PurchaseIt is nice to read about a young man who has been able to overcome personal challenges, both with society and his family, in order to claim his true position. From the title, I would never have seen the coming out of a young gay man in here, but it was truly interesting .”

Top reviews from other countries

Ogunna Chukwudi4.0 out of 5 stars A nice plot, that could do with some good editing Reviewed in the United Kingdom on February 11, 2018, Verified Purchase Leland Olson writes well, and so should be prodded to write more. In the Bay Area Bad Guys, Olson expands upon the story of an uncouth farm boy who gains the privilege to acquire employment in a prestigious firm in a big city. The story extends to the circumstances surrounding his life, and the underlying fear that he could be gay. Blackmail, a big city. The story extends to the circumstances surrounding his life, and the underlying fear that he could be gay. Blackmail, suspense, intrigue, description of simple living in the hustle and bustle of city life, Olson works toward bringing the plot to a satisfactory climax. The book would do with some good editing.

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Plights and Perils of Persevering Pioneers

https://www.austinmacauley.com/us/book/plights-and-perils-persevering-pioneers?fbclid=IwAR0w6Mgq1MJp__lTZxCLdUfh1lSybUEuRzMmyrma2ozbAO4dpdmy8EONSqM

This is a quick read. It is an Ameican history story for our high-tech society of plenty to ponder as we approach the most important presidential election of all time. Our pioneer ancestors suffered and sacrificed for the way of life we have come to take for granted.

“VOTE”

Gaslighters

5 Tactics Gaslighters Use to Control, Confuse, and Abuse
What do you do if your Gaslighter is your president instead of your spouse? The only alternative is to get out and vote.

https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/women-autism-spectrum-disorder/202005/5-tactics-gaslighters-use-control-confuse-and-abuse

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaslighting

The Whys and Wherefores of This World

God has a plan for each of us? He remains at the controls if we trust him to lead us. He leaves us wondering what the plan is, but that does not mean he’s going to let us know what it is. It all depends on faith and trust. What am I here for has been on my mind for many years.

I got my spine fractured 56 years ago along with the usual nerve damage that affects different parts of my body. I was 23 at the time, my first thoughts were, the easiest thing to do would be just to give up, don’t fight to live, the battle will not be worth fighting? 56 years have passed and I know now the battle was worth fighting for. Life can be hard to understand, there is no perfect life in this world.

I felt a need to share my life experience with the rest of this world so I wrote the book How I Lived 55 Plus Years With a Spine Injury. That book tells about my life after the accident to the present time. https://www.amazon.com/Lived-Years-Spinal-Cord-Injury/dp/1980400830

After all these years I have come to the conclusion I never could have made it without the grit and fortitude in my genes. The Finnish people call it Sisu. There’s no real definition for Sisu but it is a strength or power that people have.

If you combine sisu with having faith in God anything is possible. I firmly believe I received that strength to go forward, to press on from my ancestors. They we’re Finnish and Norwegian. I’ve always respected and been in awe at the suffering, sacrifice and hard work that tested and tempered their faith. It took courage to leave their homelands but they wanted to build a country where people would have the power. They would create a government of laws where all are treated equal and call it a Democracy.

I recently decided to honor my ancestors with a book I have written titled Plights and Perils of Persevering Pioneers. It tells the story of some of my family’s lives on the ship and after they arrived in America. They all lived in Michigan for a short time working in the copper mines. They saved money and a few came directly to Dakota Territory seeking farmland while others worked in Northern Minnesota at the iron mines. They later came West to the Dakotas.
https://www.amazon.com/Plights-Perils-Persevering-Pioneers-Leland-ebook/dp/B0868WK4MW

Those ancestors would be shocked to see what has happened to this land since the days they settled it. They built it strong with hard work faith and brotherly love.
The United States is divided today by people who are filled with hate for their brothers and sisters. They want things done their way and refuse to cooperate with anyone having different religious or political ideas. The goals of many are driven by greed, accumulate wealth and power, even while using religion as a tool. People want their own little kingdoms. Love Thy Neighbor has been forgotten by many.

It is a selfish thought but that might be why the Lord kept me here, to write this book. This country was built on faith and laws, all are created equal.

The election is rapidly approaching, all voters please use your right to vote, and keep this country free from hate and intolerance.

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