| Summary: | Logan Center and Grace Townships had both boys and girls softball teams that led to diversion with at least one practice a week and perhaps one game to be played. The practice sessions were often at the Olaus Hegg farm. One could not remember the years of growing up without recalling the straw pile burning parties during the fall of the year when the surplus straw was destroyed. Games were played in the light of the fire and then we'd watch until it was reduced to embers and the last hot dog sandwich had been eaten. Who could ever forget dressing up for Jule Bukk- ing? We would dress so that we could not be recognized and go from farm to farm "Christmas fooling". It was nothing but a fun time with much laughter and good food as a treat. January, February and March were often times of many house parties (invitational). Party games were played, sometimes progressive whist, dancing, and always ending with a big, big lunch. It was this time of the year when women held all day quilting parties. Many farm families were large so there were enough family members to have a good time together. Farms were quite close together and no one minded walking a mile or two to visit with a friend or to attend his party. Could we ever forget our sleigh rides in an open sleigh behind a fast team of horses whose harnesses were covered with jingle bells. How I'd love to snuggle down under those warm blankets and hear the ting-a- ling of those bells just one more time! I've barely touched onto some of our rural life of yesteryear. It would require a book load of material to really explain it to you. Don't feel sorry for us, because we loved it. Let this editorial remind you that we did live with joy in our hearts, happiness in sharing with our families and neighbors, and in trusting in God that our little world would still be with us for each bright new tomorrow. f I Flood Of 1950 Water was everywhere. Inches of water covered every square section of land, every ditch was level with a swift running current. Basements were filled with water. The graveled roads between the sections ran like narrow grey ribbons separating one section of water from another. Many low roads and culverts were washed away. As far as the eye could see water glistened in the sun and white-caps danced merrily on a windy day. There was an unusually heavy accumulation of winter snow followed by a very wet heavy snowfall in April. The weather turned warm, causing the snow to melt quickly. Streams and rivers could not take care of the water fast enough to clear it away and to add to the dilemma the Bon Homme Dam at Park River backed up, sending its overload in our direction. Because there was backup water from the Dam and various streams, the flood waters were filled with tiny minnows. Eventually as the flood waters receded and evaporated, the minnows were left behind in ditches and in the low spots in the fields. It was no pleasant task for the farmers to work this land because of the unpleasant stench from the rotting fish. Less than half of the land could be seeded and much of it that was seeded was planted with late flax. To add to the problems of the year that fall a premature snowstorm dumped about a foot of heavy wet snow on that flax crop which was not yet ready for harvest. 257 Scanned with a Zeutschel Zeta book scanner at 300 dpi. Edited with Multi-Page TIFF Editor.
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