I may be addicted to thrifting. As I write this, I am sitting in my porch on a pleasant winter morning, wearing my favorite flannel shirt -- purchased at a local thrift store. The previous owner did all the work of washing the shirt several times and loosening up the fibers so that the first time I put it on, it felt like an old friend.
Editor's note: The Beltrami County Historical Society is partnering with the Pioneer on a series of monthly articles highlighting the history of the area. For more information about the Historical Society, visit www.beltramihistory.org What did early residents of Bemidji do for fun all those long cold days of winter? Skating and sledding were common sport, but, in January 1917, the community of Bemidji, inspired by the St. Paul Winter Carnival (est. 1886), formed the Carnival Association to plan organized events for locals as well as for visitors to Bemidji.
"Ever break a bone before?" the ortho doc asked before describing the fractures in my right wrist. No, I said. This was a new experience for me, but having grown up in a family with Osteogenesis Imperfecta (OI), I was certain I'd seen as many or more breaks than the young nurse in the exam room.
Editor's note: The Beltrami County Historical Society is partnering with the Pioneer on a series of monthly articles highlighting the history of the area. For more information about the Historical Society, visit www.beltramihistory.org . This is the second story in a two-part series about the Great Northern Depot. On Jan. 17, 1913, Bemidji's Great Northern Depot celebrated its grand opening.
My husband Gary reflects on the loneliest Christmas he ever experienced. It was 1970, and he was 22 years old, on his second tour of duty aboard the USS Hancock CVA-19, one of three aircraft carriers in the Gulf of Tonkin at that time. "I was on beach detachment in the Philippines that Christmas," he recalls. "All my friends were on the ship, but they needed one guy from each division on shore in case a plane had to land on the airstrip and needed repair."
“You brought out the good china,” my daughter said as we sat down for Thanksgiving dinner last year. In her 25 years of life, she had probably seen these plates a few dozen times, if that.
In addition to the many places around the world I'd like to visit, there are several within a day or two of home that are well worth the trip. Theodore Roosevelt National Park is one; The International Peace Garden is another. We had driven Interstate 94 past the National Park several times, but had never entered the park. A three-day opening in August was just enough time for a quick North Dakota loop. After a half-day's drive and an overnight stay in Dickinson, we were ready to enter North Dakota's one and only national park for the first time.
After driving from southern Minnesota a few weeks ago, my son Eric and his wife Krista were involved in a collision just two miles from our home. Their vehicle was totaled, but they were not seriously hurt. Their two dogs, however, were traumatized by the crash, escaped from the cab of the overturned truck, and one ran south; the other, north.
Editor's note: This is the third in a three-part series on World War I. "We were all experienced nurses," May MacGregor wrote in her diary in 1917. "Still, we knew what lay ahead of us was very different from what we had ever seen before... we were the first American nurses in the history of our country to leave for active duty on foreign soil." May MacGregor's time as an U.S. Army nurse in France during World War I was about to begin.
Editor's note: This is the second in a three-part series about World War I. BEMIDJI—The Bemidji American Legion Post bears the name of Ralph Gracie, a Bemidji man who was killed in action while flying for the American 17th Aero Squadron with the British Royal Air Force in World War I. Accounts of the early action of the squadron credit it with having done "an immeasurable amount of work for British squadrons before it ever organized as an American squadron with its own records."