Benedict Leonard Walz, 18901964 (aged 74 years)

Birth February 22, 1890 39 37
Birth of a brotherMartin Killian Walz
May 3, 1891 (aged 1 year)
Birth of a sisterBarbara Margaret Walz
August 29, 1892 (aged 2 years)
Birth of a brotherThomas John Walz
October 1, 1894 (aged 4 years)
Birth of a brotherLudwig Frederick Walz
May 31, 1896 (aged 6 years)
Death of a brotherLudwig Frederick Walz
1896 (aged 5 years)

Birth of a sisterMargaret Eva Walz
May 8, 1898 (aged 8 years)
Birth of a sisterAnna Marie (Mary) Walz
July 2, 1899 (aged 9 years)
Anecdote about 1900 (aged 9 years)

Note: Young Benedict was in about the 3rd grade when his father lost his store and farms in a bad investment. After that, Ben went to work and received no more schooling.
Death of a sisterMary Margaret (Anna) Walz
November 29, 1904 (aged 14 years)
Anecdote about 1905 (aged 14 years)

Note: Ben had surgery to remove his appendix. As he hovered near death, they left the incision open for four days to encourage healing.
Death of a maternal grandfatherFrans M. Roeder Kirchner
March 29, 1907 (aged 17 years)
Death of a paternal grandfatherJohann Michel Walz
April 10, 1908 (aged 18 years)
Anecdote about 1915 (aged 24 years)

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Note: Young Ben played a squeezebox accordion and harmonica at many dances in the northern U.S. and Canada. He played by ear, having had no music lessons. He also traveled with steam threshing crews in Minnesota and Dakota.
Milit-Beg 1917 (aged 26 years)
Note: serving in a military hospital
Milit-Draft June 5, 1917 (aged 27 years)
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Note: Ben was born into a rather affluent family. Sever…

Ben was born into a rather affluent family. Several of his brothers attended college, but Papa completed only third grade, as that was when the family moved to the St.Pierre Farm, and Grandpa had no money left. Papa was ten years old then. He grew up helping on the farm, and at an early age began traveling with the Steam Threshing crews to northern Minnesota and North Dakota. Experience became his teacher. He learned to play the accordion, harmonica, and violin, and played at many dances, in fact wore out seven accordions doing so. I remember Papa singing, especially on Sunday mornings when times weren't too rushed. He sang many songs which I tried to learn. I can't remember most of them now, but recognize them when I hear them. But we all remember his playing 'Red Wing' and 'Turkey in the Straw. We all would sit at his feet, surrounding him as he played. Those were happy times. I can also remember a song he sang about someone 'sticking her nose in the butter'. Papa was a great story-teller. He had had so many experiences to share. It would have been wonderful to have a record of some of his stories about the steam engines, and his work as a livery driver, especially his stories about old Doctor Archibald. I remember his telling stories of 'expelling the devil'. and other strange things that I would try to imagine as he told them. Papa also talked about how his sister died of diptheria as a teenager. He spoke about Black Diptheria and how it could kill in just a day or two. We also remember his stories of his Appendicitis operation and how he nearly died, and heard the doctors say he had no chance. It seems that his brothers paid for his operation, which was very uncommon at that time (about 1910) and was very experimental and expensive. Papa and Mama were generous and caring to others besides the family. I remember, as I'm sure we all do, Mama and Papa giving most of their 'Christmas Money" to the Stolka family where it was badly needed. Mama and Papa had finally had a fair crop, and were planning a better Christmas for us that year. We had less that year than planned, but the Stolka family had a good Christmas too! Papa was a very patient and calm person, but we all remember that when the binder broke down while cutting grain, he could use some colorful words. I think we all listened carefully so that if we became angry we would know some words to use. Papa was blessed with a great sense of humor which endeared him to all he knew. I remember when he was on the town board, and he spoke of those other members and farmers trying to 'run water uphill', I remember him laughing while playing Hasenpfeffer with the Will brothers, and looking on the bright side when things got tough, even when we were 'hailed out'. I personally remember when Dad put roast chicken on my plate, and then asked me how I liked it. It was roast beef, which I had been refusing to eat. I was about five. I remember getting only one spanking, which I dearly deserved. I was sitting on the bench , and he had me get out to get my spanking. I think that must have been about age 4 or 5 too. Papa often quoted proverbs from the Bible. I guess he had learned them from his father. I quoted them, probably wrongly , to my children too. I especially remember one little story he told (Not a proverb) about the girl walking through the woods trying to find the straightest stick, and how she came out with a very crooked one. He compared this to us girls looking for the 'perfect man', and how we might land up with a 'bad one' if we wanted to have perfection. Mama used to get upset when Papa put his cigarette ashes on her Amerillys Plant. It always bloomed at Easter time, but it bloomed the day Papa was buried, September 8th, 1964 Papa also found his old Elgin pocket watch buried in the mud in front of the granary. It had been lost for 20 years, but ran after it was cleaned. I don't know what happened to that watch. (I now know - 2003 -that Tony has preserved the watch in a case with its history.) Papa was always slim and trim. He did put on weight when he quit smoking. He really complained when he puffed leaning over to tie his shoes. He soon lost the extra pounds. Papla believed in fate. He always said that when your time was up, it was up. Mama said when she asked Dad as he was dying what she was going to do, he answered "I don't know" for the first time in their marriage.

Note: Papa was a gentle man, always caring. Although neither of them showed outward affection such as hugging and kissing, we always knew that Mama and Papa loved and wanted each of us. He tried so hard to give Mama the material things she wanted, but that they couldn't afford. But mother on the other hand, did a wonderful job of making our home as nice as possible with what little money she had.

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Note: After Ben and Lizzie were married, they tried farm…

After Ben and Lizzie were married, they tried farming on Granpa Walz's farm in Mahnomen, without much success. Papa then moved his family to town and drove 'livery' for Uncle 'Frank. From there they moved to the Overmiller place where Lucille was born. Then for a short time they moved to a small farm near Selmer Quall where Aloys was born, and from there in 1929 drove their cattle to the only farm I can remember, four miles northwest of Mahnomen. Mama had an imitation Christmas tree with red berries in the attic of the house. I don't remember using it, but I would have liked to have that tree. I don't know what happened to it. I do remember using real lighted candles, which we made from wax, on everygreen boughs taken from the trees in the yard. We had old butter churn in the granary, but I don't know what happend to it either. We made homemade summer sausage, and meat sausage when we butchered - using cleaned intestines. We all remember the cooler in the pump house where we cooled the homemade beer and butter, and the old cellar where we kept homemade sourkraut. home canned fruit, vegetables and potatoes. On Sunday our family made two trips to church as we couldn't all get into the Model A at once. Some of us children, including me, started the Model A once - not knowing how to stop it - as it headed towards the creek! We picked berries and plums every summer, climbing the trees, leaning and swaying the tree trunk of the tree to bend it down so we could reach the berries. One summer we hoed corn for a nearby farmer for 10 cents an hour, and pooled our money to get a used bicycle. We all took turns riding it, 15 minutes at a time. We always got lunch hour on the farm. We ate at 12 noon, and didn't have to go back to work until one. I remember lying on the grass watching the clouds go by, making up poems, dreaming, and fantasizing. We had fun. We played Keep-Away, One-O-Cat, and tag on the windmill and barn roof. Chris had so many ideas that we all helped him make; an igloo, a giant snow and ice slide, on which we would slide down into the creek bottom; we built a Merry-Go-Round of an old wagon wheel, fashioning seats on poles extending from the center. (Neighbors got sick riding that one, but we didn't). We also made skiis for sleigh riding time. Pretty good skiis too! We rolled barrels with our feet, rode down the hill on the road. inside old tires, and, of course, argued with each-other. We made fun out of our work too, whenever we could. We used to wish the grain binder would break down so that we would have extra time from shocking grain to play Mumbley Peg, or knife, until the binder was fixed and we had to get to work again. One windy day we put about 24 bundles into one shock! Dad never figured it was our wishing so hard that helped make the binder break down! We all loved thrashing time, even though it meant cooking, cooking, cooking, and work, work, work. We had a lot of fun with all the neighbors helping each other out. I used to love to ride to the thrashing machine on a load of bundles whenever time permitted. And, afterwards, there was always a thrashing party at our house After Chris made the decision to go to high school, it was pretty much expected that we would all go. I am very grateful to Chris for that decision, as we all completed high school. Memories wouldn't be complete without mentioning making homemade beer. One year we fed the fermented barley to the pigs, and laughed and laughed at them. Remember too when someone suggested putting raisins in the beer, and the caps kept shooting off the bottles? We also made root beer, but that wasn't as exciting. Fourth of July was a big day. We had 'Dutch Lunch" (crackers, cheese, hot dogs, and store-bought ice cream in cones!) What a dummy. I used to like frankfurters better than home raised beef!. We made homemade ice cream all winter, but didn't appreciate it then. Hand-me-downs were an everyday occurrence. I remember a black coat with a fur collar which went from Kay to Eleanor, to Lucille, and then on to me. Needless to say, it was much out of style. Mom decided it was too worn out for Tina to wear. I'm sure all of us can remember a hand-me-down that was hideous. Remember the electric fence, and all trying to touch it, then learning how the last in line got the biggest shock? Also, remember mother BBQing venison under the trees - on the grill? We called the meat "Goverment Sheep". As I taught school years later I realized just how much we learned on the farm, and in such a matter-of-fact way. Today's students would be lucky to spend some time on a farm and learn the many free lessons. Remember the skiis we made from popple trees - how they had to be planed, cut into boards, boiled in hot water and shaped. (Of Course, Chris did most of the work). Pretty good skiis. Also we had a big, big sled. Horses pulled the sleigh, with the big sled behind, and the the skiis behind the larger sled.. We had fun. Neighbors envied our sleigh rides, and often came over to join us, especially on Christmas day. Life on the farm was hard work, and hard play, and lots of fun with sister, brothers and neighbors.

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Note: He served on the Marsh Creek Town Board and as an election officer.
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Note: When he died, all ten of his children were able to attend his funeral.
Burial of a fatherJoseph Walz

Burial of a motherMary Julia Kirchner

Description
Medium Tall, Medium Build, Brown Eyes and Brown Hair
June 5, 1917 (aged 27 years)
Occupation
He ran livery for his brother Frank. He also drove Dr. Archibald on his rounds.
between 1918 and 1920 (aged 29 years)
Milit-End November 15, 1918 (aged 28 years)
Death of a sisterMargaret Eva Walz
1918 (aged 27 years)
Death of a motherMary Julia Kirchner
June 22, 1921 (aged 31 years)
Birth of a sonChristopher Joseph Walz
July 11, 1921 (aged 31 years)
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Anecdote between 1923 and 1934 (aged 43 years)
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Birth of a daughterCatherine Elizabeth Walz
June 14, 1923 (aged 33 years)
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Birth of a sonElmer Walz
May 26, 1924 (aged 34 years)
Death of a sonElmer Walz
May 26, 1924 (aged 34 years)

Birth of a daughterEleanor Marie Walz
July 3, 1925 (aged 35 years)
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Birth of a sonLouis Francis Walz
November 6, 1926 (aged 36 years)
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Birth of a daughterLucille Ann Walz
August 6, 1928 (aged 38 years)
Birth of a sonAloys Benedict Walz
August 10, 1929 (aged 39 years)
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Birth of a daughterFlorentine Lula Walz
November 7, 1931 (aged 41 years)
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Death of a fatherJoseph Walz
December 29, 1933 (aged 43 years)
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Birth of a sonJoseph Michael Walz
August 24, 1934 (aged 44 years)
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Death of a brotherFrances Xavier Walz
February 2, 1935 (aged 44 years)
Milit-Draft April 27, 1942 (aged 52 years)
Death of a brotherMartin Killian Walz
October 10, 1942 (aged 52 years)

Death of a brotherMichael Phillip Walz
November 28, 1949 (aged 59 years)
Death of a brotherMarcus Edward Walz
May 25, 1950 (aged 60 years)
Death of a sisterSophia Elizabeth Walz
September 21, 1951 (aged 61 years)
Anecdote 1955 (aged 64 years)

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Note: Ben retired from the farm and lived in Mahnomen until his death.
Death of a brotherWilliam Henry Walz
January 16, 1955 (aged 64 years)
Death of a sisterAnna Marie (Mary) Walz
December 6, 1957 (aged 67 years)
Death of a brotherNicholas Frederick Walz
January 8, 1963 (aged 72 years)
Burial of a brotherNicholas Frederick Walz
January 9, 1963 (aged 72 years)
Cause of Death September 8, 1964 (aged 74 years)

Note: coronary thrombosis
Description
five feet, ten inches tall

Death September 8, 1964 (aged 74 years)
Burial September 11, 1964 (3 days after death)
Family with parents
father
Joseph Walz
18511933
Birth: January 16, 1851 31 32Lee County, Illinois
Death: December 29, 1933Fargo, North Dakota
mother
Joseph Walz and Mary Julia Kir
18521921
Birth: November 20, 1852 30 22Kylestown, Pennsylvania
Death: June 22, 1921St. Paul, Minnesota
Marriage
Marriage: May 1, 1873St. Martin, Stearns, Minnesota
12 months
elder brother
18741949
Birth: May 1, 1874 23 21St. Martin, Stearns, Minnesota
Death: November 28, 1949Detroit Lakes, Becker, Minnesota
20 months
elder brother
18761968
Birth: January 5, 1876 24 23St. Martin (Lake Henry), Minnesota
Death: February 8, 1968Walker, Minnesota
2 years
elder brother
18781935
Birth: March 25, 1878 27 25Cold Springs, Minnesota
Death: February 2, 1935Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
23 months
elder brother
18801950
Birth: February 7, 1880 29 27Cold Springs, Minnesota
Death: May 25, 1950Detroit Lakes, Becker, Minnesota
18 months
elder brother
18811955
Birth: August 6, 1881 30 28Cold Springs, Minnesota
Death: January 16, 1955Detroit Lakes, Becker, Minnesota
18 months
elder sister
18831904
Birth: January 15, 1883 31 30Cold Springs, Minnesota
Death: November 29, 1904White Earth, Minnesota
18 months
elder brother
18841963
Birth: July 3, 1884 33 31Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: January 8, 1963Minneapolis, Minnesota
19 months
elder sister
18861966
Birth: January 17, 1886 35 33Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: March 28, 1966Brownsville, Minnesota
3 years
elder sister
18881951
Birth: July 13, 1888 37 35Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: September 21, 1951Wilmar, Minnesota
20 months
himself
Ben Walz Family Portait
18901964
Birth: February 22, 1890 39 37Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: September 8, 1964his home, Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
15 months
younger brother
18911942
Birth: May 3, 1891 40 38Lake Henry (Richmond), Minnesota
Death: October 10, 1942
16 months
younger sister
18921971
Birth: August 29, 1892 41 39Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: May 26, 1971Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
2 years
younger brother
18941971
Birth: October 1, 1894 43 41Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: February 7, 1971Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
20 months
younger brother
18961896
Birth: May 31, 1896 45 43Richmond, Minnesota
Death: 1896
2 years
younger sister
18981918
Birth: May 8, 1898 47 45Richmond, Minnesota
Death: White Earth, Minnesota
14 months
younger sister
18991957
Birth: July 2, 1899 48 46Richwood, Minnesota
Death: December 6, 1957Wilmar, Minnesota
Family with Elizabeth Josephine Flottemesch
himself
Ben Walz Family Portait
18901964
Birth: February 22, 1890 39 37Paynesville, Minnesota
Death: September 8, 1964his home, Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
wife
WP_20141011_014
18951978
Birth: May 2, 1895 30 26Jordan, Scott, Minnesota
Death: June 29, 1978Mahnomen Nursing Center, Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
son
19211995
Birth: July 11, 1921 31 26Calloway, Becker County, Minnesota
Death: April 18, 1995Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
23 months
daughter
Kay Mullin 1945
19232018
Birth: June 14, 1923 33 28Mahnomen, Minnesota
Death: January 12, 2018Casper, Natrona, Wyoming
12 months
son
19241924
Birth: May 26, 1924 34 29Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
Death: May 26, 1924
13 months
daughter
Ben Walz Daughters Eleanor Kay
19252017
Birth: July 3, 1925 35 30Mahnomen, Minnesota
Death: April 9, 2017Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
16 months
son
19261995
Birth: November 6, 1926 36 31Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
Death: December 11, 1995Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
21 months
daughter
Ben Walz Daughters Eleanor Kay
19282006
Birth: August 6, 1928 38 33Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
Death: January 16, 2006Central Wyoming Hospice Home, Casper, Natrona County, Wyoming
12 months
son
19292006
Birth: August 10, 1929 39 34Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
Death: May 20, 2006Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
daughter
daughter
Ben Walz Daughters Eleanor Kay
19312017
Birth: November 7, 1931 41 36Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
Death: February 27, 2017Norwalk, California
son
Private
son
19342002
Birth: August 24, 1934 44 39Mahnomen, Mahnomen County, Minnesota
Death: December 20, 2002Mahnomen, Mahnomen, Minnesota
BirthAgnes Thecla Walz delayed birth certificate, Record Type: Delayed Certificate of Birth, Name Of Person: Agnes Thecla Walz, File Number: no. 38630
BirthBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
AnecdoteWalzing Family Memories, 1850-1990
AnecdoteThecla Trujillo interview, Interviewer: Hjelmstad, Teri, Informant Address: Mills, WY
AnecdoteMahnomen County Heritage
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AnecdoteThecla Trujillo interview, Interviewer: Hjelmstad, Teri, Informant Address: Mills, WY
Milit-BegBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
Milit-BegThecla Trujillo interview, Interviewer: Hjelmstad, Teri, Informant Address: Mills, WY
Milit-DraftDraft Card Ben Walz Ben WWI, Record Type: Photo
AnecdoteWalzing Family Memories, 1850-1990
AnecdoteWalzing Family Memories, 1850-1990
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AnecdoteMahnomen County Heritage
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AnecdoteWalzing Family Memories, 1850-1990
DescriptionBen Walz WW1 Draft Card, Record Type: Photo, Subject: Ben Walz
OccupationThecla Trujillo interview, Interviewer: Hjelmstad, Teri, Informant Address: Mills, WY
Milit-EndDischarge Papers Benedict Walz 1918, Record Type: PDF
AnecdoteBirth Index Ben Walz Children, Record Type: Photo, Subject: Ben Walz Family
Milit-DraftDraft Registration Benedict Walz 1942, Record Type: Photo
AnecdoteMahnomen County Heritage
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Cause of DeathBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
NameBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
DescriptionThecla Trujillo interview, Interviewer: Hjelmstad, Teri, Informant Address: Mills, WY
DeathBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
BurialBenedict L. Walz death certificate, Record Type: Certificate of Death, Name Of Person: Benedict L. Walz, Number: no. 11107
BurialBen Walz Tombstone, Record Type: Photo, Name Of Person: Ben Walz
BurialBurial Benedict Walz 1964 Card: Burial Benedict Walz 1964 Card
BurialObituary Benedict Walz 1964, Record Type: Image
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Young Benedict was in about the 3rd grade when his father lost his store and farms in a bad investment. After that, Ben went to work and received no more schooling.

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Ben had surgery to remove his appendix. As he hovered near death, they left the incision open for four days to encourage healing.

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Young Ben played a squeezebox accordion and harmonica at many dances in the northern U.S. and Canada. He played by ear, having had no music lessons. He also traveled with steam threshing crews in Minnesota and Dakota.

Milit-Beg

serving in a military hospital

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Ben retired from the farm and lived in Mahnomen until his death.

Cause of Death

coronary thrombosis

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Ben was born into a rather affluent family. Several of his brothers attended college, but Papa completed only third grade, as that was when the family moved to the St.Pierre Farm, and Grandpa had no money left. Papa was ten years old then. He grew up helping on the farm, and at an early age began traveling with the Steam Threshing crews to northern Minnesota and North Dakota. Experience became his teacher. He learned to play the accordion, harmonica, and violin, and played at many dances, in fact wore out seven accordions doing so. I remember Papa singing, especially on Sunday mornings when times weren't too rushed. He sang many songs which I tried to learn. I can't remember most of them now, but recognize them when I hear them. But we all remember his playing 'Red Wing' and 'Turkey in the Straw. We all would sit at his feet, surrounding him as he played. Those were happy times. I can also remember a song he sang about someone 'sticking her nose in the butter'. Papa was a great story-teller. He had had so many experiences to share. It would have been wonderful to have a record of some of his stories about the steam engines, and his work as a livery driver, especially his stories about old Doctor Archibald. I remember his telling stories of 'expelling the devil'. and other strange things that I would try to imagine as he told them. Papa also talked about how his sister died of diptheria as a teenager. He spoke about Black Diptheria and how it could kill in just a day or two. We also remember his stories of his Appendicitis operation and how he nearly died, and heard the doctors say he had no chance. It seems that his brothers paid for his operation, which was very uncommon at that time (about 1910) and was very experimental and expensive. Papa and Mama were generous and caring to others besides the family. I remember, as I'm sure we all do, Mama and Papa giving most of their 'Christmas Money" to the Stolka family where it was badly needed. Mama and Papa had finally had a fair crop, and were planning a better Christmas for us that year. We had less that year than planned, but the Stolka family had a good Christmas too! Papa was a very patient and calm person, but we all remember that when the binder broke down while cutting grain, he could use some colorful words. I think we all listened carefully so that if we became angry we would know some words to use. Papa was blessed with a great sense of humor which endeared him to all he knew. I remember when he was on the town board, and he spoke of those other members and farmers trying to 'run water uphill', I remember him laughing while playing Hasenpfeffer with the Will brothers, and looking on the bright side when things got tough, even when we were 'hailed out'. I personally remember when Dad put roast chicken on my plate, and then asked me how I liked it. It was roast beef, which I had been refusing to eat. I was about five. I remember getting only one spanking, which I dearly deserved. I was sitting on the bench , and he had me get out to get my spanking. I think that must have been about age 4 or 5 too. Papa often quoted proverbs from the Bible. I guess he had learned them from his father. I quoted them, probably wrongly , to my children too. I especially remember one little story he told (Not a proverb) about the girl walking through the woods trying to find the straightest stick, and how she came out with a very crooked one. He compared this to us girls looking for the 'perfect man', and how we might land up with a 'bad one' if we wanted to have perfection. Mama used to get upset when Papa put his cigarette ashes on her Amerillys Plant. It always bloomed at Easter time, but it bloomed the day Papa was buried, September 8th, 1964 Papa also found his old Elgin pocket watch buried in the mud in front of the granary. It had been lost for 20 years, but ran after it was cleaned. I don't know what happened to that watch. (I now know - 2003 -that Tony has preserved the watch in a case with its history.) Papa was always slim and trim. He did put on weight when he quit smoking. He really complained when he puffed leaning over to tie his shoes. He soon lost the extra pounds. Papla believed in fate. He always said that when your time was up, it was up. Mama said when she asked Dad as he was dying what she was going to do, he answered "I don't know" for the first time in their marriage.

Note: Papa was a gentle man, always caring. Although neither of them showed outward affection such as hugging and kissing, we always knew that Mama and Papa loved and wanted each of us. He tried so hard to give Mama the material things she wanted, but that they couldn't afford. But mother on the other hand, did a wonderful job of making our home as nice as possible with what little money she had.

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After Ben and Lizzie were married, they tried farming on Granpa Walz's farm in Mahnomen, without much success. Papa then moved his family to town and drove 'livery' for Uncle 'Frank. From there they moved to the Overmiller place where Lucille was born. Then for a short time they moved to a small farm near Selmer Quall where Aloys was born, and from there in 1929 drove their cattle to the only farm I can remember, four miles northwest of Mahnomen. Mama had an imitation Christmas tree with red berries in the attic of the house. I don't remember using it, but I would have liked to have that tree. I don't know what happened to it. I do remember using real lighted candles, which we made from wax, on everygreen boughs taken from the trees in the yard. We had old butter churn in the granary, but I don't know what happend to it either. We made homemade summer sausage, and meat sausage when we butchered - using cleaned intestines. We all remember the cooler in the pump house where we cooled the homemade beer and butter, and the old cellar where we kept homemade sourkraut. home canned fruit, vegetables and potatoes. On Sunday our family made two trips to church as we couldn't all get into the Model A at once. Some of us children, including me, started the Model A once - not knowing how to stop it - as it headed towards the creek! We picked berries and plums every summer, climbing the trees, leaning and swaying the tree trunk of the tree to bend it down so we could reach the berries. One summer we hoed corn for a nearby farmer for 10 cents an hour, and pooled our money to get a used bicycle. We all took turns riding it, 15 minutes at a time. We always got lunch hour on the farm. We ate at 12 noon, and didn't have to go back to work until one. I remember lying on the grass watching the clouds go by, making up poems, dreaming, and fantasizing. We had fun. We played Keep-Away, One-O-Cat, and tag on the windmill and barn roof. Chris had so many ideas that we all helped him make; an igloo, a giant snow and ice slide, on which we would slide down into the creek bottom; we built a Merry-Go-Round of an old wagon wheel, fashioning seats on poles extending from the center. (Neighbors got sick riding that one, but we didn't). We also made skiis for sleigh riding time. Pretty good skiis too! We rolled barrels with our feet, rode down the hill on the road. inside old tires, and, of course, argued with each-other. We made fun out of our work too, whenever we could. We used to wish the grain binder would break down so that we would have extra time from shocking grain to play Mumbley Peg, or knife, until the binder was fixed and we had to get to work again. One windy day we put about 24 bundles into one shock! Dad never figured it was our wishing so hard that helped make the binder break down! We all loved thrashing time, even though it meant cooking, cooking, cooking, and work, work, work. We had a lot of fun with all the neighbors helping each other out. I used to love to ride to the thrashing machine on a load of bundles whenever time permitted. And, afterwards, there was always a thrashing party at our house After Chris made the decision to go to high school, it was pretty much expected that we would all go. I am very grateful to Chris for that decision, as we all completed high school. Memories wouldn't be complete without mentioning making homemade beer. One year we fed the fermented barley to the pigs, and laughed and laughed at them. Remember too when someone suggested putting raisins in the beer, and the caps kept shooting off the bottles? We also made root beer, but that wasn't as exciting. Fourth of July was a big day. We had 'Dutch Lunch" (crackers, cheese, hot dogs, and store-bought ice cream in cones!) What a dummy. I used to like frankfurters better than home raised beef!. We made homemade ice cream all winter, but didn't appreciate it then. Hand-me-downs were an everyday occurrence. I remember a black coat with a fur collar which went from Kay to Eleanor, to Lucille, and then on to me. Needless to say, it was much out of style. Mom decided it was too worn out for Tina to wear. I'm sure all of us can remember a hand-me-down that was hideous. Remember the electric fence, and all trying to touch it, then learning how the last in line got the biggest shock? Also, remember mother BBQing venison under the trees - on the grill? We called the meat "Goverment Sheep". As I taught school years later I realized just how much we learned on the farm, and in such a matter-of-fact way. Today's students would be lucky to spend some time on a farm and learn the many free lessons. Remember the skiis we made from popple trees - how they had to be planed, cut into boards, boiled in hot water and shaped. (Of Course, Chris did most of the work). Pretty good skiis. Also we had a big, big sled. Horses pulled the sleigh, with the big sled behind, and the the skiis behind the larger sled.. We had fun. Neighbors envied our sleigh rides, and often came over to join us, especially on Christmas day. Life on the farm was hard work, and hard play, and lots of fun with sister, brothers and neighbors.

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He served on the Marsh Creek Town Board and as an election officer.

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When he died, all ten of his children were able to attend his funeral.