Scraps from the Chuckwagon

By The Trailboss

Teresa Wadsworth Widstrom filed her bio today. (Let's see, Paula Widstrom Hanson would be her sister-in-law) You can check it out by clicking on October in the archives section over on the right. Thanks Teresa!

Sleepless
Got a note from Barbara Kloehn Pyle today. She hasn't sent in her bio yet, but said she was "sleepless in Seattle" last night so took to reading the 65Roundup. Didn't say if it put her to sleep or not. From her email and until she gets to work on her bio, I am going to infer that she lives in Seattle now.
Charley Stark's father is Barb's uncle. (Let's see, that would make them cousins, I think.) She says Charley's father has been ill these days in Tucson, has been for several months and Charley has been with him. No details, but if you'd like to send Charley some encouragement, the Trailboss has his email address and would be delighted to give it to you.

Principal Elton
Barb visited with Wayne Elton this past July. Wayne and Barb's hubby are buds now through the Resorters Tournament. She suggests Elton as a reunion invitee. . . The Class of '65, after all, was the one that "broke him in" and he remembers it more than others. Hmm. He has a summer home on Lake Ida.

Diane Hass
Barb attended the funeral of Diane Hass-Schulz in Morris and will try to get us a copy of the obituary.

Beantown alumni
Do we have any alumni in Boston? Would be interesting to get some perspective on the baseball event.

Hold on to your money
Folks have been asking about where to send the money for the reunion. It's early. We'll post instructions as soon as Quartermaster Karen Schjei Benson gets good 'n ready.

Erling Nicolai Rolfsrud
A number of you have commented to me about memories of my Dad. It reminds me that most of the Class of '65 took English from him during seventh grade. (I didn't. I had Andy Karlsgodt.)Thanks for your kind words. Dad died in 1994. Many of you have lost your fathers as well. Beverly Roers did just last week. But you never really lose your father because whatever he gave you seems to stay on indefinitely. I like to think that the writings I get from classmates these days still bear some of the purpose of my father's long hours at Central Junior High.