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Yesterdays H/L temperature was 42/18
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"Profanity makes ignorance audible."
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L O C A L news & stuff,.. mostly stuff.
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This is expected to be the busiest business day (Friday) of the year
for retailers all across the country. Grafton, it seems is right in
there with the big boys from down south. Early this morning several
people were actually sitting in their cars outside one of Graftons
largest discount store waiting for them to open up. Although most of
those folks were waiting for the boss to come and unlock the doors so
they could go to work, I'm pretty sure the folks in that 49 Studebaker
pickup truck was hoping for a discount on antifreeze and motor oil.
Even Granny's opened earlier than usual this morning. Later I stopped
in at our downtown hardware store for a new power source for my
calculator and didn't have to stand in line hardly at all to checkout.
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Ever wonder where the river called "Park" got it's name? I sure have.
Now, for the rest of the story.
According to one historian, in 1800, Capt. Henry's Brigade sailed into
it's waters coming from the fur camp on the Assiniboine. A Sioux
uprising caused Capt. Henry to halt where the Park and Red rivers
converge. There, on Sept. 9 1800, he established winter quarters. The
building consisted of a stockade, dwelling house, storehouse and shop,
all made of oak for which 3,114 pieces of timber were used.
The river was called the Park because the Assiniboine Indians made a
park or pond there for buffalo, herding them in from all points and then
they slaughtered them in great numbers. The "Park" river post was
abandoned May 4, 1801. Leaving little behind but the abandoned outpost
and the river named Park.
Romur has it, the Sioux Indians stopped by "the park" shortly after and
carved into logs left behind, "Someday, rich white man will build giant
brick tee-pee, fill it with ice and beautiful pictures of our ancestors
and it will become the new land of the "Fighting Sioux".
The same rumor has it, that Capt. Henry will (and ultimately did)
someday have a large mechanical toilet built in his honor on the spot
where many buffaloes dropped dung. The spot the indians named a park.
And, so it came to passed,... it seems to me.
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Chuck remembers where Irene's shop was. He wrote: >>> Good to hear
from Jack Babinski. Irenes Beauty shop was right across the street
from my dads garage so I kind of grew up with the Trudeaus. Great
family. Dale worked for us in the bowling alley for awhile, until he
figured out he could go out to CA. and get rich. I remember Andy
walking to work every day at Tollacks. Good memories.
Chuck <<< Thanks Chuck. I too remember the Trudeau house across the
street. Now that you mention it. I forgot, or never knew, that Dale
worked for you at the bowling alley. Ironically, the property their
house stood on, if I remember correctly, eventually became a used car
lot for LaBerge & Stenso. Right?
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It's 11:35 am as this is being written. However, 1,357,040,117 seconds
ago, on a Sunday. Bobby Vinton was singing Blue Velvet over KGPC Radio
and, at that moment Julie (Dosmann) Demester received her first
spanking. Today, Julie is celebrating the anniversary of that birth. I'm
guessing that spanking, 22,617,338 minutes ago was the last one. One
every 15,706 days is all a good girl really needs. Right Julie?
Your in good company Julie. Dale Carnegie would be celebrating his
birthday today to, except his first spanking was back in 1888.
Happy Birthday, We love you very much. from your Aunt Pat and uncle
Gary
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