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Here are some of the members of the Trinity Nurse Honor Guard Back row (left to right): Emily Larson, Gail Smith, Linda Whaley, Mary Swalin, June Engel, Christina Fevold, Ellen Vanderhoff Front row (left to right): Nadine Schlienz, Janet Meyne, Alyce Ann Lawler, Dorothy Griffin, Linda Lynch, Kari Jones, Kathy Nash
By PAUL STEVENS
As funeral services for Gladys Meier neared an end at Grace Lutheran Church, five nurses, wearing their nursing caps and red and navy-blue capes draped over their white uniforms, walked to the front of the church for a final farewell to their fellow nurse.
One of the nurses went to the podium and talked about Florence Nightingale, the founder of modern nursing, and how she became known as the Lady of the Lamp from the time she was seen in the dark alleys with a lamp while caring for the injured soldiers of the Crimean War in the 1850s.
After the group of nurses recited the Nightingale Pledge, an oath taken at nursing graduations, the Nightingale Lamp was lit — a ceramic lamp that represents the light nurses bring to their patients, offering hope and comfort, especially in the face of suffering and illness.
The pledge:
“I solemnly pledge myself before God and in the presence of this assembly to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faithfully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drug. I will do all in my power to maintain and elevate the standard of my profession and will hold in confidence all personal matters committed to my keeping and all family affairs coming to my knowledge in the practice of my calling. With loyalty I will endeavor to aid physicians in their work and devote myself to the welfare of those committed to my care.”
Then another nurse beckoned Meier to her Final Call to Duty:
“This is the final call for Gladys Meier who has served selflessly and given her life for the good of her fellow man. Would Gladys Meier, license number 22275, please report for duty.”
This was repeated two more times before the candle was extinguished and the nurse said,
“Her tasks are complete, her duties are done. Gladys is going home.”
The nurses then presented the lamp to Meier’s daughters, Joan Drewes of West Babylon, New York, and Martha Kersbergen, of Fort Dodge.
The nurses who honored Meier at her funeral services on Feb. 23 are part of the Nursing Honor Guard at Unity Point Health – Trinity Regional Medical Center in Fort Dodge.
The Nursing Honor Guard has been conducting such ceremonies at the funeral services for registered nurses and licensed practical nurses in a 50-mile radius of Fort Dodge since 2006, when it first formed for the funeral of Jan Tasler at Corpus Christi Catholic Church.
Before her death at the age of 54, Tasler, who was employed at Trinity Regional Medical Center and with Home Health Care and Hospice, had requested that there be a nursing honor guard at her funeral. She knew of such honor guards in other cities. Nurses at Trinity honored her request and decided to make nursing honor guards available for similar services in the future when requested by a family.
The coordinator of the program, Emily Larson, manager of Oncology & Infusion Services at Trinity Regional Medical Center, assumed the role with Christina Fevold, Quality Department nurse manager, in 2020 from Deb Shriver.
Larson said, “Nursing is a very demanding career. It’s an honor to do something for those who have done so much for other people.”
When a request for the Honor Guard is made by a deceased nurse’s family, usually conveyed through a funeral home or church, Larson goes to her email distribution list of about 80 nurses and puts out a call for volunteers who would be available.
“I like to have a minimum of four people at a funeral,” she said. “On average, we have six to 10 at every funeral. Normally we don’t do gravesite services unless a family requests. Sometimes we’re asked to be at a visitation only. It’s getting more common that people have visitations right before the funeral rather than the day before, and in those cases, we stay through both if requested.”
What members of the Honor Guard wear is important to the ceremony. Their white caps and white uniforms harken back to an earlier era when both were standard for nurses – before colored nursing scrubs replaced them. The woolen capes, red on the inside and dark blue on the outside, are also vestiges of a past era.
“Initially we had no capes, except for a few nurses who had their own,” Janet Meyne said. “I am not sure when capes were discontinued. Initially they were in place because the women stayed in a nursing dorm close to the hospital and wore their capes over their uniform when they went to and from the hospital for their training. As the years have gone by, families have donated capes to the hospital after we were present for their family member’s funeral. We have found one at a garage sale, on eBay or through a donation. We are always on the lookout for nursing capes.”
The Honor Guard participated in 13 funerals in 2023 and 13 in 2024, and so far in 2025, it has taken part in 10. In all, the Honor Guard has taken part in well over 100 funerals since its formation. All of the nurses are volunteers, and donations to help with expenses for the program come through the Trinity Foundation, Larson said, most often from families whose loved ones were honored.
“I have participated in this since 2006,” said Meyne, a retired nurse who recently moved from Fort Dodge to Ankeny. “It is one of my greatest honors to recognize the nursing profession and give tribute to those nurses who have served their community. As nurses we spent many weekends and holidays caring for those that required our services, so this meant time away from our own families on days when many others who worked were at home. The Nursing Honor Guard recognizes those individuals who have dedicated their lives to the profession of nursing.”
Another who has been part of the Nursing Honor Guard since its inception is Alyce Ann Lawler — one of the longest-serving nurses in Fort Dodge history who played a major role in forming the first critical care units at Mercy Hospital and Bethesda Hospital. The two hospitals merged in 1974 to form what would become today’s Trinity Regional Medical Center. Lawler remained in critical care and retired in 2013 after a 47-year career. Her daughter, Jennifer Lawler Hansch, is a registered nurse who is day supervisor at Trinity.
“It’s such an honor to take part in the Honor Guard,” Alyce Ann Lawler said. “What strikes me is how the families are always so impressed. I think what the ceremony does is make them realize even more what their mother or sister or daughter did to help others as a nurse. Once you see how much the family appreciates it, it makes you want to do it more.”
Nineteen cities in Iowa have Nurse Honor Guard organizations, said statewide coordinator Deb Ivis, who also coordinates the MercyOne Nurse Honor Guard in Des Moines. Another near Fort Dodge is the Calhoun County Nurse Honor Guard in Rockwell City.
At her mother’s funeral, Kersbergen said that when she first saw the Honor Guard nurses, she burst into tears. “There standing before me was my ‘Mom’! White uniform, white cap, navy wool cape with red lining, and white shoes! Just the way I remember Mom looking each day she went to work.
“Each of them greeted my sister and I. I mentioned to one of them that I liked that they draped the cape open on one side exposing the rich red satin lining. She told me that it was intentional so they could greet with a courteous handshake.
“Then the Nurse Guard positioned themselves staggered down the center church aisle on ‘guard’ for the funeral attendees. They remained in this formation as the casket passed by and the family was seated. To me, this incredible show of respect was what my Mom deserved. She always felt her registered nurse title was not a career choice, it was her sacred ‘calling’ to be of humble service to God.”
As the entire Honor Guard recited the Nightingale Pledge, Kersbergen said, “I turned and looked at my daughter, who has her BSN from the University of Iowa, and she was saying the pledge with them.”
Drewes said she was able to hold herself together for her mother’s funeral…until the Honor Guard’s last call for duty.
“It broke me wide open, and I wept with my entire soul,” she said. “This moment was so deeply emotional — and a true honoring for Mom. There aren’t many words to describe what this ceremony did for us. It was the ‘last call to duty’ and ‘Gladys is going home’ that truly broke my heart wide open. After the service, the Honor Guard stood at the exit of the nave to wish us all well. I hugged them all with joyful tears of gratitude.”
By PAUL STEVENS
Today marks the 50th anniversary of the fall of Saigon, widely recognized as the end of the Vietnam War, and for the families and friends of 16 Webster County men who died for their country, it is far more than a historical event.
“On the anniversary,” said Rich Lennon, of Fort Dodge, a U.S. Army veteran of Vietnam and Iraq, “it is fitting that we honor not only those that lost their lives during the Vietnam War, but also to honor the families of those whose loved ones made the ultimate sacrifice in service to this great nation.”
Families like that of Raymond and Joyce Olson, who got that dreaded knock on their door on March 28, 1968, from their pastor and a military soldier, there with the news that their son Roger, a hospital corpsman with the U.S. Navy, was killed two days earlier when he stepped on a land mine.
At the time, Dayle Olson was a 15-year-old sophomore at Fort Dodge Senior High School and stood quietly in the background as they delivered word of Roger’s death at the age of 20.
“Fifty years!” said Olson, who lives in Merritt Island, Florida. “Today I look at the Vietnam War as a ‘different war.’ Now, 50 years later, I look back at this war that seemed to create a division in America. Some saw the war as necessary, others saw it as serving no real purpose. I don’t focus on those issues anymore. I focus on what this war did to over 58,000 families who had that knock on the front door with a military person standing on the other side holding a large brown envelope. As that envelope got handed to a family member, the words, ‘I am sorry for your loss,’ were quietly whispered.
“That image is cemented in my mind to this day! Families, like mine, were then and still today are faced with that division. Some saw this loss as a hero who had sacrificed their life for this country. Others saw it as part of ‘the unnecessary.’ I feel the same today as I did 50 years ago. Every person who was a part of Vietnam is an American hero who deserves our respect and gratitude.”
The names of the 16 Webster County men killed in the war are etched on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington and at the Terry Moehnke Veterans Memorial Park north of Fort Dodge. The photos with this story are also on display at Fort Dodge’s Walter Porsch Post 1856, Veterans of Foreign Wars.
The men and women who served in the Vietnam War era were faced with adversity both on the battlefield and at home, said Moehnke, a U.S. Navy veteran for whom the park is named.
“It was an unpopular war that had no clear objective for many in the Heartland,” he said. “I recall the turmoil on the college campuses and the somber scenes of caskets being unloaded off the transport planes. Men and women of my generation were called on to serve and the draft was disrupting plans for many of them. It was a war in a faraway place that most did not understand the significance of.
“Walking through Veterans Park provides an opportunity to reflect on the men and women who served and the impact of their service on their families and our community. The 16 young men from Webster County had their lives cut short, but there are hundreds more who returned and lived with their experiences with little support of their neighbors or our government. It took several years for the public to recognize that the battle didn’t end with their return. We can only hope that we learned to appreciate the efforts of others to preserve our freedoms.”
TJ Martin, academic dean — distance learning at Iowa Central Community College, headed a project in which students interviewed the families and friends of 55 men who died in the Vietnam War. They were from the nine counties that make up Iowa Central’s region — Buena Vista, Pocahontas, Humboldt, Wright, Sac, Calhoun, Webster, Hamilton, and Greene counties.
The result was a book titled, “Before They Were Soldiers,” and as its title states, the stories of those 55 attempted to capture the essence of their lives before they began their military service.
On April 22, the college hosted a book exhibition, attended by about 250 to 300 people, as a way of honoring the families and friends who contributed their stories to the project and who were presented a copy of the book.
“One thing we noticed from interviewing family members of those who died in Vietnam was that each of the families has a void or hole in their heart from the loss of their brother,” Martin said. “In two situations, we interviewed mothers and this was even more apparent in the information they gave us. Most of our interviews led to a situation where tears flowed down their cheeks as they remembered where they were when they got the news. Even though we did not ask that question, it always came up … I remember clearly the day or night that we got the call, or when the military car come driving up our lane, or when mom collapsed when they told us the news.”
Martin shared his personal experience of how such loss results in life forever changed, growing up in rural Palmer.
“In my situation, my mother gets married in the fall of 1967 and her husband is sent to Vietnam in January ’68,” he said. “He is killed in action May 29, 1968. A few years later she meets my dad, has us three boys and life marches on. However, if Henry Claussen does not die in Vietnam, I am not here today. The trajectory of life is forever altered by a war that is on the other side of the globe. One can overthink this, but it does not change the fact that this happens with each and every one of the guys who died over there.
“It is also true about those who came back altered from the young man who left compared to the man they were when they returned. In some cases, these guys had a full family when they were called to go over there. That changed how the kids had to live with that void of a dad and only had the memory of their dad instead of a father to play catch, wrestle, walk their daughter down the aisle, etc. One can really over think this … ”
Two of those who died are remembered at their respective high schools.
The memory of U.S. Air Force 1st Lt. Terry Griffey has been honored annually at St. Edmond High School since 1968 by recognizing a senior boy judged outstanding in athletics, academics, citizenship and leadership with the Terry Griffey Award. Griffey, a 1958 St. Edmond graduate, died in 1966, at the age of 25, when the F-4C Phantom fighter jet he was piloting burst into flames after a bombing run and disintegrated near Qui Nhon in South Vietnam. His body was never recovered.
In November 2019, a plaque was dedicated at Fort Dodge Senior High School in memory of 1st Lt. William L. Peters, a U.S. Marine killed in action on June 21, 1969, when his helicopter crashed during rescue operations in Quang Nam Province. He was awarded the Navy Cross and two Silver Stars for his heroism. The Fort Dodge Veterans Council presented the plaque on behalf of Peters, a 1961 graduate, and it is displayed in a place of honor at the high school.
At the dedication, Peters’ sister Portia Peters Bauchens said:
“Lee Peters was a real war hero. He lost his life piloting a helicopter back into battle so that no wounded would be left behind. If you have been to the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, D.C., you know that uniformed men are there to help you find the name on the wall. When I asked for William Lee Peters Jr., he quietly asked ‘from Fort Dodge, Iowa?’ I surprised myself and burst into tears. I want Lee remembered as the kid from Fort Dodge who loved his family, loved to swim, loved his friends and to have fun … I hope the plaque at the high school will inspire kids to do their best when called upon. That was what Lee did.”
National Vietnam War Veterans Day is observed on March 29 — the date in 1973 when the last U.S. combat troops left Vietnam.
“To me when we (all combat forces) left Vietnam on 29 March is definitely more significant than when we left Vietnam in April of 1975,” Lennon said. “April of 1975 was a political date for the end of the war.”
Tom Dorsey, who served as an Army artillery forward observer in Vietnam in 1967, agrees: “For me the Vietnam War ended with the Paris Peace Accord in 1973 and the withdrawal of the U.S. combat forces. The RVN armed forces held on without U.S. assistance until the communist forces overran Saigon on April 30, 1975. As was everything else in the Vietnam war, the chaotic withdrawal of embassy staff and Vietnamese friendlies was controversial. Also subject to controversy was the resettlement of orphans as well as families.”
The last U.S. servicemen killed during the war, U.S Marines Charles McMahon and Darwin Lee Judge, died on April 29, 1975, in a North Vietnamese rocket attack one day before the fall of Saigon. Judge was a 19-year-old lance corporal from Marshalltown. In all, 55,280 U.S. service members died in the war — 869 of them from Iowa.
On May 7, the 27th Brushy Creek Area Honor Flight will transport 165 veterans to Washington to see the nation’s war monuments — two of them Korean War veterans and the rest Vietnam veterans, according to organizer Ron Newsum, who said, “To me, each flight makes me so grateful for what our country is and was and will be, one of freedom and respect.”
In his remarks at Iowa Central to families who lost loved ones in the Vietnam War, Martin said:
“For many of you, the pain is still raw. The absence is a constant ache. The questions linger, unanswered, in the quiet corners of your hearts. We understand that time may pass, but the love, the memories, the profound impact of your loss, remains. In a number of interviews that I assisted in completing, I witnessed this pain, agony, and that part of your heart that just didn’t heal.
“Your loved one — your brother, husband, son, father, or best buddy — answered the call to duty. They served with courage, with conviction, and with unwavering patriotism. They faced unimaginable challenges, endured hardships others can only try to comprehend, and in the end, they made the ultimate sacrifice. They gave their lives in service to their country, and their names are etched forever on a granite wall in our nation’s capital and American history.
“But their story doesn’t end there. It lives on in you. It lives on in the stories you tell, the memories you cherish, and the love that binds you together. They live on in the values they instilled, the lessons they taught, and the legacy they left behind.”
By PAUL STEVENS
Joan Johnson Drewes is proud to be part of Fort Dodge’s First Family of Music, among six talented members of the Johnson family — her parents, Gladys and Dick, and her three sisters Karen, Donna and Martha.
She moved away from her hometown decades ago, but continues the family music tradition, composing choral and vocal music, after retiring from 20 years as an elementary school music teacher and choral director. And she’s never forgotten her family roots.
“When we were kids, we used to sing at our church, Grace Lutheran,” she said. “Martha is still a member there, in the choir and bell choir. We were billed as The Johnson Girls and dad would write arrangements for us.”
When they vacationed, she added, “the six of us would be in dad’s station wagon singing pieces in four-part harmony. Donna and I sang alto, mom and Martha soprano, Karen tenor and dad would sing bass.”
Of the six, only the two youngest survive – Joan, of West Babylon, New York, and Martha McColley Kersbergen, of Fort Dodge.
On Feb. 13, their mother Gladys Johnson Meier, an accomplished musician and singer who was highly regarded as a registered nurse, died at Friendship Haven.
Their father was one of Fort Dodge’s most famous entertainment figures — Richard “Dick” Johnson, an avid barbershopper who was beloved for his 1960s local television show “Uncle Dick’s Fun House” that put smiles on the faces of hundreds of Fort Dodge girls and boys during its six-year run on KQTV. He died in Montana in 2024 at age 95. Karen was 64 when she died in 2015 of ovarian cancer and Donna was 68 when she passed away in 2020 of complications following surgery.
“There is nothing closer to the soul than the sound of the human voice singing” are words Joan believes in. She lives in West Babylon with her husband, Billy, a professional saxophone player in the Vanguard Jazz Orchestra that performs weekly at the Village Vanguard in New York City. She has been active in the American Choral Directors Association (ACDA) and recently returned from a four-day conference in Dallas that was attended “by 3,000 choral geeks, conductors, performers, ensembles and composers from all around the world. I enjoyed every moment.”
In addition to her studies at New York University and The Juilliard School, she holds a bachelor of music degree from Berklee College of Music in Boston and a master of science in education from Hofstra University in Nassau County, N.Y.
Drewes has toured with jazz ensembles in Europe and on the East Coast and recorded several albums which included her original compositions and vocals. Her choral compositions (“Tacit”, “Three,” “Lift My Soul” and “The Star”) were premiered under the baton of David Fryling, national president of the ACDA and director of choral activities at Hofstra University.
“Lift My Soul” and “Distant Murmurings” were accepted into the prestigious PROJECT: ENCORE Catalogue. Her compositions have been performed by the Evergreen and Oak Trio in conjunction with the Iowa Composer Forum. She won first prize in the 2024 Choral Series Composition Competition at Mount Holyoke College and received Honorable Mention for her piece “Lift My Soul” in the 2022 HerVoice Composers Competition.
Fryling said, “Joan’s music is a delight to sing and a joy to conduct. Her musical language is sophisticated yet accessible, she treats her texts with great care, and her approach to the voice is effortlessly idiomatic.”
She worked for 20 years at Saltzman East Memorial School in Farmingdale, New York, where she taught general music and choruses for students in kindergarten through fifth grade.
Joan and Billy have two daughters — Grace, who works for Google and lives in Brooklyn, New York, and is married to Chris Scheben, and Amalia, who is a visual artist, works for a traveling Native American museum and lives in West Babylon, New York.
“Both sang and played instruments through high school, and were involved in choir, orchestra and musicals,” Drewes said.
Drewes credits “an amazing music department” at Fort Dodge Senior High School for forming her music foundation — particularly Larry Mitchell in choir, John Groethe in jazz band and James Huffman in orchestra. She was the first female president of the FDSH a cappella choir. Barbara Rector was her piano teacher in Fort Dodge until her junior year.
“I always felt (and I still do to this day) that the Iowa work ethic, the commitment to values and having community support, were all foundational forces to my success,” she said. ”Dad and I had many parallel talents. He conducted choirs, so did I. He was a composer/arranger, so am I. I’m grateful for the gifts passed on to me.”
All four Johnson girls graduated from FDSH. Karen excelled in dance and Donna is still remembered for playing the role of Dolly in the high school’s musical “Hello Dolly,” a performance that set the stage for a life that took her to show business work in New York City, London and Minneapolis.
“I was in ninth grade when Donna did Dolly. I think it worked in my favor, there were certain expectations, oh, you’re Karen and Donna’s sister. Luckily, I had the talent to meet those expectations.”
“When Martha got married, Karen, Donna and I were living in New York City and as a wedding present, I wrote an arrangement for us to sing at her wedding. Karen sang tenor, Donna alto and I sang soprano. Our dad was completely blown away by my arrangement. That meant the world to me. We did it in a barbershop way and that was his genre.
“I was a normal classmate until someone realized I was the daughter of Uncle Dick. It gave me a sense of notoriety and also a sense of responsibility – don’t do anything stupid! Not only my dad, but to follow in the footsteps of Karen and Donna — well, they were not easy acts to follow.
“Dad used to write arrangements of hymns for the Johnson Girls to sing in church. Martha was too young to join us – but Karen, Donna and I sang beautifully together – we thought we were identical to ‘The Lennon Sisters’. Our house had a huge backyard. We put on plays, acrobatic acts on the swing set, and one year made a parade around the neighborhood and invited neighbors to come watch us perform. Donna made a stage of an old door supported by cinder blocks. Yeah — the whole lot of us, born to perform! Mom played piano and sang, but she was a nurse so if anything happened to any of the neighborhood kids, we brought them home to Mom for ‘fixing’ — mostly the application of Band-Aids.”
Drewes graduated from FDSH in 1973 and received a music scholarship to attend Morningside College in Sioux City — “but it wasn’t a good fit.”
Her sisters Karen and Donna were living in New York City at the time, and she was accepted at Berklee College of Music in Boston where she was a composition major and sang in a traveling ensemble.
”Donna had already forged a path by going to the American Academy of Dramatic Arts in NYC, so me going to Boston was doable,” she said.
Karen worked in New York City as a legal secretary.
“The legacy of my mom is that she never clipped our wings,” Drewes said, “She never discouraged us from going where our talents would take us. It was never no, that’s dumb, too far, too expensive, not a good career. When I said I wanted to go to Boston, she said fine – it will either make you or break you.”
Her mother Gladys (Pauline Wilson) was raised and educated in Harcourt and graduated in 1949 from St. Joseph’s Mercy Hospital School of Nursing in Fort Dodge. She worked as an R.N. at Iowa Methodist Hospital in Des Moines and provided private duty nursing in Sac City and Carroll before marrying Richard “Dick” Johnson in 1950.
The couple lived in Emmetsburg and Carroll before establishing their home in Fort Dodge. She put her career on hold for 14 years, raising their four daughters, and returned to nursing in 1965. In 1968 Gladys was a charter member of the opening of the Intensive Care Unit at Lutheran Hospital (now UnityPoint Health — Trinity Regional Medical Center.) She immersed herself in studying coronary heart disease and attended lectures, symposiums and workshops for nursing in these critical care arenas. In 1975 she taught courses on electro-cardiology at Iowa Central Community College. She and Johnson divorced in 1970, and in 1976 she married L. Lester Meier and the couple lived in Fort Dodge.
Gladys traveled to the jungles of eastern Honduras in 1988-91 to assist in conducting health clinics and hands-on nursing for the people along the Patuca River. She was a self-made speaker who gave community talks on her trips to Honduras, the Iowa Corn Show and Heart-Health. She left hospital nursing in 1975 and worked for Webster County Public Health as a public health nurse, retiring in 1991.
Martha remembers her mother for her stage presence when speaking in nursing classes or about her experiences in Honduras. And for her wisdom.
“I remember she would always say — ‘You have two choices in life, to laugh or to cry. If you choose to cry, you’re going to have a miserable life. But if you learn to laugh at yourself, you’ll have a great life.'”
Martha and her first husband, Jim McColley, started a cleaning business in 1982 — “we started up with a bucket of cleaning supplies and a vacuum, and five accounts,” she said with a laugh. Clean All Inc. was incorporated in 1984 and at the time of its sale to her best friend and 10-year employee Robin Smith, in 2022, it had 20 employees and five vans.
“I sold it so I could retire and take care of my grandkids,” she said. She and Bob Kersbergen were married in 2014.
She and McColley have four children: Rose, like her grandmother a registered nurse, working in an Orlando, Florida, emergency center; Scott, who has Downs Syndrome and lives at a house staffed by One Vision in Fort Dodge and works at Applebee’s; Rachel, who has lived and worked in the Des Moines area the last 12 years as a tattoo artist and recently purchased a home in Slater with her fiance as they are expecting a baby in September, and Matthew, a paramedic at the Humboldt County Memorial Hospital.
As with Joan’s family, the Johnson Family music gene is implanted in Martha’s family as well. Martha sings in the Grace Lutheran choir and plays in the bell choir, and while she no longer does musicals, she performs in plays at the Hawkeye Community Theater and helps with sets and props.
Matthew has returned to performing at HCT. Martha said, “His goal is to win the Best Actor award and have his name on the board in the lobby with his Mom and Aunt Donna! He accomplished this on his second play ‘CAHOOTS’ written by Rick Johnston, as the character Al Shields.”
And, she said, Scott “thinks he is a rock star, can’t carry a tune in a bucket, has serious pitch issues…he not only posts his masterpieces on Facebook but goes out with his guitar to the mausoleum at North Lawn Cemetery where Karen and Donna are interred and sings a song he wrote for Aunt Karen and Aunt Donna.”
What is your New Year’s resolution for your company or organization to help the Fort Dodge community grow in the coming year? The Messenger recently asked dozens of community and business leaders to rub their crystal balls and answer this question. We received 27 responses and bring them to our readers as the first Messenger Spotlight of the new year. One who I surely would have asked is former mayor and judge Albert Habhab. 2025 is the first year since 1952, when he opened a law practice in downtown Fort Dodge, that one of the city’s most famous citizens didn’t usher in a new year. He died a year ago at the age of 98. “The Judge” had long made it known he would host a birthday party on his 100th on Sept. 6, 2025. He may have fallen short, but some of his closest friends plan to mark that 100th anniversary on Sept. 6 at Community Orchard. I know I reached only a small percentage of the city’s leaders with my question for the new year. I apologize for that. If you would like to contribute your thoughts in about 100 words on how your company or organization will help the Fort Dodge community grow in 2025, please drop me a note — paulstevens46@gmail.com — and we will publish them in a followup to this Spotlight. With that, here are our responses: Joel Allen, director, ISI (Iron Sharpens Iron), Team Camps At ISI Team Camps, our New Year’s resolution is to continue driving growth and opportunity in the Fort Dodge community. Last year, our camp brought over 1,500 participants and their families to Fort Dodge, boosting the local economy and highlighting the incredible businesses that make your city special. We are deeply appreciative of Iowa Central Community College and its phenomenal campus, which provides the perfect environment for athletes to grow and thrive. This year, we aim to strengthen those connections, increase camp attendance, and showcase all that Fort Dodge has to offer, solidifying its reputation as a premier hub for youth sports and community excellence. Kraig Barber, market president, First State Bank At First State Bank we strive to work with community businesses and organizations to help facilitate their goals of growing and being successful each year. In order to help understand how a company wants to grow takes a concerted effort of asking and listening what their company is about and what goals they have, what goods or services it produces, how their operation is run, who their customer base is, and knowing about what resources are in the area and then try to put all of this together to facilitate a plan to help them be successful in the coming year. We do this one company at a time and each of these businesses then helps propel this area into a sustaining and growing place to work and live. Happy New Year! Matt Bemrich, mayor of Fort Dodge As I reflect on my final year as mayor, I recognize the incredible progress we’ve made as a community and the important work that remains. Over the past year, we’ve focused on strengthening infrastructure, supporting economic growth, and enhancing quality of life for all residents. However, there is still much to be accomplished. Key priorities include finalizing long-term infrastructure projects, fostering partnerships to attract new businesses, and addressing housing shortages to meet the needs of a growing population. It is also essential to continue building on our efforts to create a more inclusive and connected community. As we approach the end of this chapter, I remain committed to working diligently with city leaders, residents, and stakeholders to ensure a strong foundation for the future. Terry Christensen, Iowa Group publisher As the Messenger approaches 170 years serving readers and advertisers in North Central Iowa, our resolution for 2025 is to remain committed to providing the best in local news and sports coverage. We are greatly appreciative of our numerous relationships with businesses, organizations and civic groups throughout the area, most of which are our friends and neighbors. The Fort Dodge region has experienced so many positive improvements over the past decade, thanks to the countless number of people willing to help lead the way. We look forward to reporting even more success stories in 2025. Charles Clayton, director, Athletics for Education and Success (AFES) AFES New Year’s resolution is to continue Supporting and Believing in Fort Dodge! Even though we have been hit with negative news over the last few years, we believe Fort Dodge is greater than those negative things and has great people here and is still a great place to live and raise a family! Don Decker, chairman, The Decker Companies For nearly a century, The Decker Companies has been proud to be a part of the Fort Dodge community. Each year, our resolution has been to continue to build on the success of our company since my Uncle Loren Decker started it 93 years ago with a single Model B Ford truck. Last year we donated $1 million for the renovation of Decker Auditorium on the Iowa Central Community College campus and expect to continue to be a contributor to ICCC in the future. The Decker Development Park on the east side of Fort Dodge, part of the Cross-Town Connector Improvement Project, includes MidAmerican Energy; Moeller Furnace & Air, a longtime Fort Dodge company, who plans to move into their new facility in 2025; FORCE America, a hydraulic company, who is building a new manufacturing facility in the Park; and a new sale to a multi- national company who is currently in the due diligence process for building a facility as well. Not all of our contributions are as visible, but important to us and to the community. We just committed to a $100,000 contribution for a new surgical center at UnityPoint Health– Trinity Regional Medical Center; and we will continue to support local organizations, contribute food to food pantries, and sponsor a family through employee contributions during the holidays, just to name a few. Dave Flattery, market president, Availa Bank and member of City Council At Availa Bank, our New Year’s resolution for 2025 is to continue to strengthen our commitment to the Fort Dodge community by offering financial products and services that meet the local needs. Additionally, we will continue to support local organizations, including the Greater Fort Dodge Growth Alliance to promote economic growth. For 2025, at Availa Bank we will continue to encourage our team to be involved in the community to foster a thriving Fort Dodge and region. Leah Glasgo, president, UnityPoint Health New Year’s Resolution for UnityPoint Health — Trinity Regional Medical Center: “Promote Health, Wellness, and Community Collaboration to Foster a Stronger Fort Dodge and surrounding communities in 2025.” We will continue to focus on accessibility in rural Iowa to key services such as cardiology, surgery, family medicine, oncology and women’s services, retain and recruit talented and caring healthcare workers, develop partnerships that help us meet the needs of our community, and provide excellence in patient-centered care. This work will not only strengthen the hospital’s mission but also contribute to the broader growth of Fort Dodge, creating a healthier and more resilient community. Wishing you all a healthy, Happy 2025 from all of us at UPH Fort Dodge! Mary Green-Warnstadt, executive director, Main Street Fort Dodge The New Year’s resolutions for Main Street Fort Dodge include long- and short-term goals. With this holiday season winding down, we recently launched a fundraising campaign for downtown Christmas lights. We want to enhance our festive Merry on Main Street activities by reimagining the light displays along Central Avenue for the 2025 holiday season. Looking long-term, our Main Street program will develop Community Transformation Strategies for downtown. The process will rely on the input of property and business owners as well as residents and local leaders to determine our future priorities. Interested in joining the conversation? Email us at info@MainStreetFD.org. Phil Gunderson and Rob Gunderson, owners, Gunderson Funeral Home & Cremation Services of Fort Dodge and Larson-Weishaar Funeral Home of Manson Gunderson Funeral Home & Cremation Services along with Larson-Weishaar Funeral Home is resolved to serve our communities and the families who call upon us at the time of loss. Adapting to changes in technology, services requested and the ways families wish to memorialize is very important to us. We are resolved to helping reduce the stress and simplify the ease in the funeral pre-planning experience. Our staff will continue to provide post-service follow-up and care in support of those who grieve, as well as our community services of remembrance. Gunderson’s and Wieshaar’s will continue to be involved in the success, growth and improvements in our communities and region. Luke Hugghins, business partner, McClure For many years, McClure has been a proud partner in developing infrastructure and assisting in economic development planning throughout Fort Dodge and the surrounding region. In 2025, McClure will continue to seek opportunities to grow both locally and nationally. The local communities we serve are the core of our business, and we are excited to welcome back Fort Dodge native, Nick Bennett, who has accepted a full-time position as a Staff Engineer. Matt and Abigail Johnson, owners, Fort Dodge Ford Lincoln Toyota Happy New Year to all the readers of The Messenger! As always, we feel incredibly blessed and grateful to be a part of the community of Fort Dodge. We thank you all for your continued support over the years. Looking forward to 2025, our resolution is to be a helpful and positive influence in this community that we value so deeply. We believe having a team mindset with other businesses and the community as a whole will continue to strengthen the path forward. We want to continue to be a part of the positive momentum that is elevating Fort Dodge and making it an even better place to live, work and play. Mike Johnson, Calvert & Johnson Insurance Services As far as a resolution for our business, I would say that we are going to try and continue our giving/donating in 2025 as a corporation to making an impact with the youth in our community. A long time ago, our agency decided that the best way to invest in the Fort Dodge area was to concentrate on our youth and support Fort Dodge Community School District, St. Edmond Catholic School and Iowa Central Community College. Our belief is that by investing in our youth, we are committing to the future of Fort Dodge for not only the coming year but hopefully many years to follow. Thank you for your continued support of the Messenger and the Fort Dodge area. Randy Kuhlman, CEO, Fort Dodge Community Foundation and United Way Our resolution is to continue to invest in community projects and programs that will improve the quality of life for all citizens and continue or work to make Fort Dodge a safer community and a place where people will want to live, work, and raise their families. Kerrie Kuiper, executive director, Visit Fort Dodge Visit Fort Dodge has the same basic resolution each year: bring visitors to our community! In 2025, our resolution is focused on encouraging and recruiting residents to talk about the good things happening in the community. We want residents to know they are an important part of bringing visitors to town, especially as they talk about entertainment, recreation, dining, and shopping opportunities. By inviting others and talking about the positives of the community, residents make a huge impact on how successful we are. Mike Larson, market president, First Interstate Bank The mission in 2025 for First Interstate Bank to continue to be a resource and partner for individuals, businesses, government and non-profit organizations to be able to rely on. Regardless, if it is partnering with time, talents, collaboration or capital. We are committed to the community and its mission of quality growth while making it a phenomenal place to live, grow a business and raise a family. My resolution is to make First Interstate Bank the employer of choice and the bank of choice, by making it an easy place to bank and work. We truly believe in giving back to the community we serve. Chad Lennon, West Region president, Woodruff Construction Woodruff Construction will continue to support our community through our philanthropy on projects that serve the needs of various organizations in the community. The past year alone we finished the press box for the Iowa Central Rugby Team field, contributed to the design and construction of the gateway monuments on the Albert Habhab Veterans Memorial Bridge, donated needed concrete repairs at the Fort Dodge Public Library, raised funds for Community and Family Resources, and made significant cash donations to many local public and private organizations. Our employee owners will continue to build the future of our community and families with purpose, this year and forward. Monsignor Kevin McCoy, Holy Trinity Catholic parish / St. Edmond Catholic School — Fort Dodge, and St. Mary Catholic parish / St. Mary Catholic School — Humboldt Our Catholic community of Webster County is filled with much hope and optimism for 2025. As a community of faith, we will continue to invite folks to know the saving power of God in Christ Jesus; welcoming all to join us in prayer and worship as well as in our efforts to help provide for the food insecure through our food pantry and partnership with Upper Des Moines Opportunity. St. Edmond Catholic continues to offer educational formation rooted in Christian principles, and is welcoming new students, thus expanding the community we serve. The Marian Home and Village provides for the needs of those aging in our community with not only independent living opportunities and skilled care, but also looking forward to the opening of the newly rebuilt assisted living facility along MLK Drive adjacent to the campus on Sixth Avenue North. Dennis Quinn, chief of police, Fort Dodge The new year’s resolution for the Fort Dodge Police Department is first and foremost to continue to be committed to the safety, security, and well-being of our community. We hope to accomplish this through building trust and strong partnerships with our community members. As strong community partners, we will work to make Fort Dodge a place where people want to live and work. Fort Dodge is a wonderful city with a great many exciting things on the horizon. The Fort Dodge Police Department looks forward to being a part of this. Rebecca Reitmeier, owner, Bloomers on Central Coffee Shoppe After being flooded out of the Trolley Center a year ago, we are excited to announce 2025 as the “Year of the Bloom” for Bloomers on Central Coffee Shoppe. Despite the challenges, we made the decision to keep our business downtown, staying true to the vision established by the original owner over 30 years ago. We resolve to reopen Bloomers in 2025 to continue supporting the growth and vibrancy of the downtown community. Our mission remains the same: to be a central hub for local gatherings, fostering connections and creating a welcoming space where everyone feels at home. Maury Ruble, 6-12 principal, St. Edmond Catholic School St. Edmond Catholic’s New Year’s resolution focuses on fostering a vibrant educational experience that unites students and adults in a shared mission to strengthen the Fort Dodge community. By emphasizing academic excellence, respect, and service, the school aims to create a nurturing environment where learning transcends the classroom. This commitment not only enhances academic growth but also builds lasting relationships among families and local organizations, promoting a stronger, more connected Fort Dodge. Through various programs and initiatives, St. Edmond strives to inspire active participation and a sense of belonging for all, paving the way for a brighter future together. Dan Scott, CEO, Citizens Community Credit Union Credit unions are built on a “people helping people” philosophy and our commitment to that at Citizens Community Credit Union only continues to grow. Community is one of our core values and volunteerism is a corporate goal, which eclipsed 1,400 hours in 2024. So I look for us to continue being a leader in donating our time and resources in 2025. Not just to make a positive impact in Fort Dodge, but all seven of the communities we operate in throughout NW Iowa. We firmly believe that when the community succeeds, everyone succeeds. Bill Shimkat and Ed Shimkat Jr., co-owners, Shimkat Motor Co. As a proud family-owned business rooted in Fort Dodge, Iowa, Shimkat Motor Company resolves to inspire growth and togetherness in 2025. We will continue supporting initiatives like Coats for Kids, ensuring no child faces winter unprepared, and seek new ways to uplift our community. By supporting community initiatives and promoting shopping local, we aim to keep our small business community strong. We challenge fellow businesses and residents to get involved, give back, and help make Fort Dodge stronger. Together, we can achieve more — because we’re proud to call Fort Dodge home. Let’s make it a remarkable year! Ryan Smith, president, Kingsgate Insurance At Kingsgate, our New Year’s resolution is to continue to find ways to be a resource, beyond insurance, for our clients. The world continues to become a more complicated place; we resolve to bring solutions that can help simplify it. Clients are faced with a myriad of issues that involve risk, whether it’s the loss of tangible assets or navigating the complexities of compliance related risk. We resolve to scour the marketplace to find solutions that can help them focus on doing what they are best at, running and growing their businesses in 2025. Julie Thorson, president and CEO, Friendship Haven My hope for Friendship Haven that will also help the Fort Dodge community grow in 2025 is to continue to welcome new residents to our campus so many already call home. Whether that is people moving to Friendship Haven from outside our area or people who are moving in from their long-time Fort Dodge homes movement is growth and growth is good for everyone! We have openings available in River Ridge our Catered Living neighborhood. We would encourage people to consider 2025 the perfect time to move to Friendship Haven! In 2025 Friendship Haven will celebrate our 75th year! Tracy Trotter, executive director, Marian Home As we look ahead to 2025, Marian Home is excited to announce the opening of our Assisted Living in the first part of the year, at 925 Martin Luther King Drive. Marian Home will continue to enhance the quality of life for seniors, expanding services, and fostering a vibrant, supportive community. Our goals for the upcoming year reflect our ongoing commitment to providing a safe, fulfilling, and inclusive environment for all residents and we remain committed to making retirement living affordable for all. Collaboration with local organizations, healthcare providers, and businesses will continue to be a cornerstone of our operations. By expanding our network of partnerships, we can offer residents a wider variety of services and ensure they have access to the support they need both within and outside of our community. Our goals for 2025 reflect our unwavering commitment to creating a place where seniors can enjoy a fulfilling, faith-filled and rewarding lifestyle that is supported by a compassionate team. We believe that a successful retirement community should not just meet the basic needs of its residents but enrich their lives with opportunities for growth, connection, and peace of mind. Dr. Jesse D. Ulrich, president, Iowa Central Community College Our resolution is to continue our efforts for students to come to Iowa Central and finish their degree and/or certifications in the shortest amount of time possible with the least amount of student loan debt so they can have a better life.
By PAUL STEVENS
For well over a century, the Ingleside Study Club has connected women of Fort Dodge through their love of one of the world's oldest forms of communication – reading a book.
The book club – the name Ingleside means fireside, around which books were often read – was formed in October 1901 by 11 women and has operated continuously to this day – when, today, 27 women meet twice a month to share a book and enjoy long friendships.
Ingleside’s founding came at a time when women were not allowed to vote – that would come two decades later with passage of the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution. It was a club for women only, women who saw it as a means of self-education and self-improvement.
“The original founders of Ingleside Club were women who invested themselves and their families in constructing the foundations on which Fort Dodge is built—physically, culturally, spiritually,” said Joyce Garton-Natte, current president and a retired dentist and Presbyterian lay minister. “Members today are, likewise, invested in this city and influential in keeping that foundation firm.
“Women like Sarah Kelly, our longest-term member with 67 years of membership, personify the commitment and enthusiasm, supportiveness and gentility on which Ingleside was and is formed.
“I believe it is the weight of our foundational heritage - AND the everlasting love of books and friendship - which inspire current members to keep Ingleside going into a, hopefully, unending future.”
Since being invited to join the club three years ago, Jeanine Nemitz, retired director of the city’s Foster Grandparent Program, has dug deep into Ingleside’s history.
“I myself am happy to note that the club has not avoided topics that might have been controversial,” she said, “including in the 1920s when a club member brought a ballot to the meeting to instruct fellow members in how to use their right to vote. Minutes noted that some members had been told by their husbands that their vote was unnecessary, as he would vote for the family. Advocacy for a community nurse in the early 1900s also highlighted the members who were not afraid to take on ‘City Hall’ in advocating for this important service for the less fortunate of the community.”
Current active members are Adrienne Adams, Pat Bennett, Rosalia Buda Claussen, Judy Delucca, RaeAnne Frey Marner, Joyce Garton-Natte, Jane Gibb, Sondra Holmstrom, Delpha Holtzman, Deb Johnson, Roma Johnson, Betsy Kentfield, Jill Lohff, Kathy Moe, Peggy Murphy, Jeanine Nemitz, Ann Powers, Sherri Schill, Judy Shimkat, Linda Ulstad, Kim Vosberg and Deb Zemke. Associate members are Patricia Crumley, Marilyn Graham, Karen Jackson, Sarah Kelly and Beverly Walker.
The club meets on the first and third Mondays of each month (once a month in January and February), most often in one another’s homes, from 1 to 3 pm, September through April. Membership is through invitation of members of the group and includes women who worked in a variety of professions, including teaching and health care.
The meeting format has remained the same over the years. Each meeting begins with dessert, a brief business session and then a presentation by a member who summarizes the book she chooses to read. A discussion of the book follows, punctuated by conversation among the friends. Sometimes there are props. At her first meeting, Nemitz said, the late Barbara O’Connor reviewed a book on international legend Coco Chanel “and brought hats, to talk about the fashion side of it.”
Once a year, in April, all members of Ingleside read the All Iowa Reads selection and discuss it as a group. Established by the State Library of Iowa in 2003, the goal of the All Iowa Reads program is to foster a sense of community through reading, with Iowans encouraged to come together in their communities to read and talk about a single book title in the same calendar year.
Annual dues are used for minimal club expenditures, and any remaining money is donated to the Fort Dodge Friends of the Library and to the Public Library itself in memory of members who have passed that year. When a member dies, Ingleside also donates a book in her memory to the library.
Sarah Kelly, 89 years young, is Ingleside’s longest-tenured member with 67 years. From her residence at Friendship Haven, she said of her first days with the club:
“I was 22 years old, the youngest one, and every minute with them made my life more beautiful. They were all so kind to me and to each other. I brought my 5-year-old son John to many meetings. My daughter Clare also came to some of the meetings. The women were happy to have them there and they gave me advice about things. I never wanted to miss a meeting.
“Ingleside is just so important! Eventually we enlarged with new members. Young or old, we just blended in, and I feel so fortunate to have had them in my life."
Roma Johnson, its newest member, joining in 2024, offered: "I was honored to be asked to join Ingleside and have enjoyed getting to know the ladies. I have always enjoyed book clubs because I love to read and discuss books. I am looking forward to many more lively meetings."
The year 1901, when Ingleside was formed, was a memorable year in history. It included the assassination of U.S. President William McKinley on Sept. 14 and the succession of Theodore Roosevelt, the death of Queen Victoria and the end of the Victorian era in Britain, the first awarding of the Nobel Prizes, and the unification of Australia into a Commonwealth.
The names of initial members came from prominent families, familiar to those with a knowledge of Fort Dodge history – Coleman, Gustafson, Bennett, Loomis, Schaupp, Evans, Butler, Stowe, Deveraux, Craig, and Mitchell. Many lived in the area between 4th Avenue South and 5th Avenue North, between 9th Street and 12th Street and came from prominent families, with help at home to give them freedom to join clubs like Ingleside, Nemitz said.
“They were women who wanted to not only better themselves but have a voice in the community,” she said. “Once the club lobbied the city council to establish a visiting nurse, to take care of less fortunate families. It’s always had a goal of self improvement as well as community awareness. The minutes show that Mary Stella Kelleher, the first woman from Fort Dodge to run for Iowa Secretary of State, once brought a ballot to a meeting to show members how to vote, even if some husbands thought that was their job for the family. Our late member Norma Schmoker was the first woman elected to the Fort Dodge School Board.”
Over the years, according to minutes of club meetings shared by Nemitz, members enjoyed books by authors such as Upton Sinclair, W.E.B. Dubois, W. Somerset Maugham, Eugene O’Neill, Agatha Christie, James Joyce, Sinclair Lewis, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Pearl S. Buck, Thomas Wolfe, Thornton Wilder and John Steinbeck.
At one meeting in 1936, the minutes show, a “Mrs. Kurtz” brought a new talking book machine to the meeting. This machine played records with 8,000 words per side. It allowed the blind to listen to books. Webster County possessed one of the machines and was able to request new records, which were delivered by mail free of charge.
In the turmoil of the 1960s, Ingleside members discussed books such as “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolfe” and “The Unsinkable Molly Brown.” The top-selling book in 1966 was “Valley of The Dolls.” In 1969, Kurt Vonnegut wrote “Slaughterhouse Five,” an anti-war novel that would become the topic of more than one Ingleside program over the years.
Constantine’s restaurant’s pecan pie was a popular dessert at meetings. Demitra Constantine was a member of Ingleside for many years.
With the 125th anniversary of Ingleside’s founding to be celebrated in October 2026, club members have chosen books from each of the decades of its existence to be read through the 2025-2026 club year.
It started two months ago, in September, when to mark the first decade of the 1900s, member Ann Powers reviewed a book on Peter Pan, “Peter and Wendy,” by James Matthew Barrie. In October, to mark the second decade, member Betsy Kentfield reviewed Agatha Christi’s “The Mysterious Affair at Styles.” In November, member Deb Zemke will review Ray Bradbury’s “Fahrenheit 451.
Jane Gibb, a member for 45 years, said “there is great mutual respect and open-mindedness as far as books chosen for review. In January I will be selecting a book from the 1960s, an era when I was in high school and college. My challenge will be to decide which memorable book to review.”
She’s considering a brief survey of five works by female authors of the 1960s including Rachel Carson’s “Silent Spring,” Harper Lee’s “To Kill a Mockingbird,” , Sylvia Plath’s “The Bell Jar,” Betty Freidan’s “The Feminine Mystique” and Madeleine l’Engle’s “A Wrinkle in Time.”
“Ingleside is special,” Gibb said, “it has a rich history and some remarkable women. Dedicated, bright, caring women - who READ!”
What are the odds that a couple celebrates 60 years of marriage in the same year they both reached 80 years of age?
Infinitesimally slim, to be sure.
Joan and Tom Tibbitts celebrated both milestones earlier this year, but a third milestone number they achieved turns out to be the most important of all for the community of Fort Dodge. That number - 51.
That’s how many years they’ve been residents of the city, raising three daughters and touching hundreds of lives along the way, in particular through their work in health care and in education - and in much volunteering.
Fate may have taken them elsewhere when Tom Tibbitts was working in administrative positions at the University of Iowa Hospital and Clinics in Iowa City, after earning a master’s degree in hospital administration. That’s when a friend in his graduate school program, Gary Edwards, mentioned there was an opening at Trinity Regional Hospital – newly formed with the 1974 merger of Fort Dodge Mercy Hospital and Bethesda General Hospital (formerly Lutheran Hospital).
“I interviewed with Duncan Moore, the CEO of the combined hospitals, and was hired as associate director, with my office at Mercy Hospital,” Tibbitts said.
So in the fall of 1974 Joan and Tom and their three young daughters – Tracy, Jennifer and Jill – moved to Fort Dodge. Their intent was to stay for five years.
“The hospitals had just completed the merger,” he said. “It was a great opportunity. Key to the merger was Maurie Stark, who had the ability to coalesce opposing views. He was constantly helping me make sure the Catholic contingent was respected. The end result was a strong hospital that became a regional medical center.”
Tibbitts’ six-year path to becoming the hospital’s president and CEO, succeeding Moore, started as Trinity’s associate director and then executive vice president. But he left the hospital in 1978, hired by Richard Lindeberg to be executive vice president of First Federal Savings & Loan in Fort Dodge.
“Dick Lindeberg founded First Federal and was a member of the Trinity Hospital board,” Tibbitts said. “He came to me with a great offer, and I was there a little over a year. One thing the experience gave me that ended up giving me a leg up when I came back – I traveled to the smaller communities around Fort Dodge to promote the savings and loan, meeting people in the area, asking what can we do to support you. That carried over to selling Trinity and helping make it a regional presence. And right after I took the job, the CFO was injured in an automobile accident and Dick came to me and said that one of my new responsibilities was interim CFO and that the budget preparation for the next year was mine. I learned a lot about finances in a very short time which helped when I returned to Trinity as the CEO.”
Tibbitts served as president and CEO of Trinity Regional Medical Center from 1980 to 2008 and was president and CEO of Trinity Health Systems, Inc. – which encompassed the medical center, Trimark Physicians Group, Northwoods Living, Trinity Health Foundation and the Berryhill Center for Mental Health - from 1985 to 2010.
In the years before he retired in 2013, Tibbitts served as vice president for systems development for the statewide lowa Health System and held interim president/CEO positions for Trinity Regional Health System, Quad Cities, lowa & Illinois, and for Allen Health System of Waterloo.
Tibbitts said the proudest accomplishments of his career are twofold: “First, working WITH employees, board and physicians to build Trinity Medical Center into a statewide recognized ‘regional’ health care center providing quality patient care. And second, working with community leaders to build Fort Dodge into a vibrant community providing regional leadership in economic development, health care and education for northwest, central Iowa.”
Two of today’s leaders of Trinity believe Tibbitts’ service was instrumental in its growth and success.
“Tom served Trinity Regional Medical Center with dedication for 30 years, from 1980 – 2010,” said Leah Glasgo, Market President, UnityPoint Health – Fort Dodge. “As the President and CEO, he transformed our organization into a multispecialty, regional referral center. His innovation and hard work established the foundation for the strong healthcare system Trinity is today. Tom’s contributions continue to shape Trinity and will be felt for generations to come.”
Added Shannon McQuillen, Vice President, Operations, “I was honored to begin my career at UnityPoint Health 20 years ago under Tom’s exceptional leadership. He was a visionary leader, a strategic thinker, and a mentor. I am grateful to him for recruiting me to the Fort Dodge community and for the invaluable opportunity to learn from his example. Tom’s lasting influence on Trinity Regional Medical Center and the Fort Dodge community continues to be deeply felt.”
Tibbitts said one of his best hires was appointing Randy Kuhlman in 1988 as Trinity's director of Marketing, Communications and Business Development, the Community Action Network, Community Health Outreach and the Trinity Health Foundation. “He did an outstanding job of developing a solid donor base for the hospital,” said Tibbitts, who later recommended Kuhlman to be director of what is now the Fort Dodge Community Foundation. The two remain close friends to this day.
Kuhlman said it was a privilege to work with Tibbitts for 21 years: “During his tenure, Tom led the effort to transition and grow the hospital system into a strong and successful regional healthcare organization serving Fort Dodge and a six-county region in North Central Iowa. His leadership was defined by six characteristics: visionary, innovative, professional, trustworthiness, service and compassion.
“Tom was also an influential community leader who was often the first person to be called to help lead an important community initiative. Tom’s love for the Fort Dodge community was reflected in his willingness and ability to address important community issues and lead community betterment projects that were focused on making Fort Dodge an even better place to live. His love of his community is also demonstrated by his ongoing commitment to giving back through his caring and generous philanthropic support for numerous organizations and projects to help make Fort Dodge a special place that we all call home.”
Tibbitts was born March 24, 1945, in New Hampton, and graduated from Lake City High School in 1963. His father Thomas Tibbitts was a grade school principal and his mother Rita Mary was a grade school teacher. Joan Boes was born June 12, 1945, in Carroll to Clarence and Florence Boes and graduated from Glidden High School. Her father was a farmer in the Coon Rapids area and her mother was a seamstress in Carroll.
He was attending Cornell College in Mount Vernon when he met Joan, who was attending Iowa State Teachers College (now the University of Northern Iowa) in Cedar Falls. How they met? “Joan was dating a friend of mine and I dated the friend’s sister,” he replied. They were married July 3, 1965, at Holy Family Catholic Church in Lidderdale, in Carroll County, after their sophomore year and were newlyweds when he began classes at Iowa in the fall. Tibbitts earned a bachelor’s degree in business administration in 1968 and a master’s in hospital administration in 1970. Joan graduated from Buena Vista College in Storm Lake in 1984.
Education and medicine have been the predominant career themes of their three daughters and their families. All three were born in Iowa City and are graduates of Fort Dodge Senior High and the University of Iowa.
Tracy Hartley, married to Bruce Hartley, graduated from Iowa in 1989 and has taught at Fort Dodge Senior High for 30 years. Bruce taught in the Fort Dodge public school system for 32 years and is currently principal at St. Paul Lutheran School in Fort Dodge. They have three children: Thomas, Taylor and Grace. Thomas graduated from Iowa and is teaching in Riverside, Iowa. Taylor will graduate from Iowa in physical therapy in 2025 and Grace will graduate from Iowa in marketing in 2025.
Jennifer Berst Filloon, married to Jon Filloon, graduated from the University of Iowa College of Dentistry; she practices in Cedar Rapids and lives in Iowa City. They have three children: Megan, Matthew and Madeline. Megan graduated from Iowa with a master’s in Health Care Administration and is working at the University of Kansas Hospitals in Kansas City. Matthew graduated from Iowa and works for Farm Bureau in Cedar Rapids. Madeline is currently enrolled in Iowa’s College of Dentistry.
Jill Goodman lives in Iowa City and completed her OB/GYN residency from the Iowa College of Medicine; she practices in Iowa City. She has three children: Joey, Ryan and Eric. Joey graduated from the University of Missouri and works for Hershey in Boston. Ryan is a sophomore at Iowa State University. Eric is a freshman at West High School in Iowa City.
Two of the Tibbitts’ grandchildren are married: Thomas Hartley to Lauren, and Matthew Berst to Isabel, who are expecting the Tibbitts’ first great-grandchild in January 2026.
The Tibbitts have been heavily involved in the community and various service organizations over their 51 years in Fort Dodge. Joan was an elementary school teacher for 20 years, mostly at Butler, and served 15 years as a volunteer for an agency that assists domestic sexual assault victims. They have been members of First Presbyterian Church in Fort Dodge for 50 years.
What kept the Tibbitts’ in Fort Dodge and led Tom to turn down offers to work elsewhere?
“This is a great question that really made me think,” he said. “When we moved to Fort Dodge in 1974, we planned to stay for approximately five years. Joan and I came from small towns in Iowa and thought Fort Dodge would be a nice size community to make friends and become involved in community activities. During this five-year period, I worked with and learned from leaders who had accomplished a major event for Fort Dodge, merging two hospitals, Catholic and Lutheran, to form a new, stronger institution, Trinity Medical Center. Leaders like O.M. and Julie Olson, Maurice Stark, Art Johnson, John Murray, D.A. Peterson, Dick Lindeberg, Tom and Norma Schmoker, and Walt Stevens were just a few names who built the foundation for a strong future.
“Joan and I agreed that we were in a neat community where we could raise our three girls and be involved in the community, so we decided to stay.
“Fort Dodge to me is kind of a crown jewel of this size community in the state of Iowa. In my work over the years with community leaders, we kind of adopted the Nike slogan - ‘Just Do It!’.”
Among their goals for the rest of their years are to enjoy family and friends, travel (revisiting Italy and visits to England and the northeast United States on their bucket list) and continue to financially give back to Fort Dodge.
Working with the Fort Dodge Community Foundation, the Tibbitts’ goal, Tom said, “is giving back. Our goal is that by the time we die, we will have given a million dollars back. We’re just about halfway there.”
And the secret to reaching 60 years of marriage and 80 years of life?
Tibbitts said: “Joan and I both agree on this: Focusing on Faith, Family and Friends while staying active, both mentally and physically.”
By PAUL STEVENS
For nearly four decades, Randy Kuhlman has been known and admired by many for his tireless and passionate work on behalf of the Fort Dodge community. But there are some things even his closest friends may not know about Kuhlman, CEO of the Fort Dodge Community Foundation and the United Way of Greater Fort Dodge and before that, head of development for Trinity Regional Medical Center.
To wit, he… …is a Humboldt native and was a star athlete at Humboldt High School whose father, A.F. “Whitey” Kuhlman, is a member of the Iowa Football Coaches Hall of Fame; …met his wife of 47 years, Roxanne, while both were “shagging the drag” on Central Avenue, she the daughter of Mickey Castagnoli who owned a popular southeast Fort Dodge restaurant called Taco Towne and the niece of Abe Castagnoli, who ran the Chesterfield Bar right next door; …was a Midwest All-Conference basketball player at Cornell College in Mount Vernon and conference champion in the pole vault, and was named an NCAA Academic All-American;
…coached men’s basketball at Coe College part-time while working on his master’s at the University of Iowa and then served as full-time assistant men’s basketball coach at Western Illinois University in McComb for six years.
…with Roxanne coached their son Joe and daughter Kristin in youth basketball in their pre-high school years. The boys team Randy coached from fifth through eighth grades was the nucleus of the St. Edmond High School team that won the school’s first and only state basketball championship in 2000. His involvement in sports from an early age had a big impact on his career, Kuhlman said.
“Being significantly engaged in sports for a big part of my life helped me develop important characteristics that are applied to my work and my personal life such as leadership skills, work ethic, pursuing your goals and your work with a 100 percent effort, and realizing that there will be ups and downs and how you bounce back from the downs will determine your long-term success,” he said.
“Also, many sports are team sports, and it requires being able to be a good and strong teammate and appreciate the others on your team. This is also true in my work life. Success is often dependent on how well you work with others that are on your team, i.e. board members, partners and employees.
“I feel very fortunate to be able to work with so many people who truly care about their community of Fort Dodge and want to help it prosper and thrive. These people truly care about helping the less fortunate and also helping advance projects and programs that improve the quality of life and make Fort Dodge and Webster County a special place.”
The Fort Dodge Community Foundation is an independent 501(c) (3) public charity that enables those with philanthropic interests to develop lasting legacies through funds that support causes, projects, programs and organizations in their community.
When Kuhlman took over as CEO in 2009, it had assets of $700,000 with a dozen funds that included the United Way. It was located in an office in the Snell Building and had old computers that were not networked together. It later moved into quarters at 24 N. Ninth St. where it shares space with the Greater Fort Dodge Growth Alliance, Visit Fort Dodge and Main Street Fort Dodge.
Today, the foundation has assets of $23.5 million and manages about 150 funds. It is operated by a board of directors of 16 community leaders that meets monthly and is chaired by Kraig Barber, market president of First State Bank.
In 2024, Fort Dodge Community Foundation and United Way grants were made to more than 70 projects, programs and organizations totaling more than $1.9 million.
United Way of Greater Fort Dodge promotes charitable donations to help support underprivileged youth, families and senior citizens who struggle to meet their basic living needs for housing, food, clothing, personal hygiene needs, transportation and medical care. It merged with the Community Foundation in 2007 in a model that was the first of its kind in the nation, offering the community and region a “one-stop-shop,” for community based charitable giving. Its focus is on helping those in desperate situations such as homelessness or unstable housing or lacking other basic living needs. And its top priority is helping youth, many of whom are living in poverty-stricken households.
“United Way believes that the best measurement of a successful community is how it invests in the well-being of its youth,” Kuhlman said. “Our youth are 20 percent of our population and 100percent of our future.”
Debra Johnson, a co-owner of Fort Dodge Dodge Ford Lincoln Toyota, was on the foundation board when Kuhlman was hired and continues to serve on the board.
“When the United Way and Community Foundation were struggling,” she said, “he came aboard as our executive director, got the financials in shape, and has grown it into the respected organization it is today.
“Randy served on the international United Way task force and constantly advocates for small-community United Ways. He has also been tapped to help other communities merge their United Way with their Community Foundation; Fort Dodge was the first in the nation.
“Through many personal struggles, Randy continues to serve the organization and his community, never taking time off or even mentioning his own concerns.
Randy has the most compassionate heart, always working to help the most vulnerable. It was Randy who set up meetings in other communities so we could model a Meals on Wheels program that works for Fort Dodge.
“He is a man who wears many hats, all of them geared toward his fellow man. Now you know why I admire him so much.”
Kuhlman was born in Des Moines to Betty and Whitey Kuhlman. His dad was football coach and a high school teacher in Osceola until the family – which included Randy and his brothers Rick and Kevin - moved to Humboldt in 1957. Whitey was head football and track coach at Humboldt High School and later – when his sons competed in sports – was athletic director and assistant principal. He died in 2014 at 92.
Rick Kuhlman, of Fort Dodge, was a longtime teacher, coach and administrator in the Fort Dodge Community School District; he retired in 2008 as principal of Fort Dodge Senior High. Kevin Kuhlman, of West Des Moines, is a retired business development manager.
The three Kuhlman brothers were active in sports at Humboldt High School.
Randy’s forte was the pole vault - he won the North Central Conference competition with a 13 feet, 3 inch vault and finished second in the state tournament. Kuhlman played basketball and was a pole vaulter at Cornell.
The summer of 1972 was a landmark in Kuhlman’s life. That summer after his freshman year at Cornell, Kuhlman and a Humboldt friend drove to Fort Dodge one Saturday night to “shag the drag,” a popular pastime back in the day when teens cruised Central Avenue to see and be seen. Roxanne Castagnoli, who was to be a senior at FDSH that fall, also was cruising Central with a friend.
“We saw these two cute girls and they pulled over near the City Square. I walked over to the passenger’s side and met Roxanne,” Kuhlman said. “We dated from then on after that summer.”
Roxanne graduated from FDSH in 1973 and attended the University of Iowa where she earned a degree in education.
Her dad taught her to golf at the age of 10. She was on the high school golf team and today is one of the top golfers in the city, winner of 10 city tournaments.
When Kuhlman graduated from Cornell in 1974 with a bachelor’s degree in political science, he moved to Iowa City to earn a master’s in Administration of Higher Education at the University of
Iowa, which he attained in 1976. While there, he worked part-time as assistant basketball coach at nearby Coe College.
His first job out of Iowa was as assistant men’s basketball coach at Western Illinois University, a smaller Division I school; he held that position for six years. Roxanne and Randy, who were married in 1978, were living in McComb with their newborn son when they decided that a job that took him away from home recruiting and scouting for more than half the year was not conducive to family life.
The Kuhlman’s returned to Iowa City when he joined Hansen Lind Meyer, an engineering and architectural firm, as corporate director of human resources and were there for several years before they moved to Fort Dodge in 1985 when Joe Peed, president of Heartland Communications, offered him a job as vice president for human resources.
In 1988 Kuhlman was hired by Tom Tibbitts, CEO of Trinity Regional Medical Center, whom he first met playing pickup basketball at the YMCA (“He was much better than I was,” Tibbitts said.)
“I hired Randy as a member of our senior administrative staff and foundation director after I became CEO in 1980 and he did an outstanding job of developing a solid donor base for the hospital,” Tibbitts said. “In addition, he led our Community Action Network effort, a program our Trinity Health System board engaged in to better develop relationships with the Fort Dodge community. It was during this effort that Randy’s leadership really shined. He had an incredible grasp of what our community needed to improve our overall health and lifestyle, beyond just physical health.”
Tibbitts said that when he learned the United Way and Community Foundation were looking for new leadership, he and the Health Systems board recommended Kuhlman as “the perfect candidate for their organization…He was selected as the new director and the rest is history as he has created an organization that is recognized statewide and has brought enormous benefit to our community.”
Among Kuhlman’s proudest accomplishments were serving as chairperson of the 2004 City Charter Review Commission that led the effort to change the local form of city government from a strong mayor structure to a city manager structure; chaired the planning that landed a large federal grant to develop a new Community Health Center in Fort Dodge, and chaired a community coalition that coordinated the All-America City Award application and process. Fort Dodge was selected as an All-America City Award winner in 2001 by the National Civic League.
Fort Dodge Mayor Matt Bemrich lauds Kuhlman’s contributions: “Working with Randy over the years, I would say his passion for the community is something not matched and is truly the driving force of his organization. His compassion for others and efforts to find help when others have not been able to is amazing. I recall one of his many times at the podium speaking about a project to help a young woman and his emotions caught him and you could see how much he cares about others.”
Amy Kersten Bruno, who worked as program director for the Community Foundation from 2013 to 2021 after serving as Fort Dodge Chamber of Commerce director for four years, said that “when I think of Randy, first and foremost I think of his integrity and his love for his family. He is such a loyal friend, always willing to step in when help is needed - for his friends and for the disadvantaged in the community. Randy has been involved in just about every single project in Fort Dodge for many decades, always helping to guide the progress, be ‘at the table’ and put in the time, effort and follow through to see things to completion.”
The recipients of that “love of family” by Roxanne and Randy were their son Joe and daughter Kristin.
Joe Kuhlman, a graduate of Buena Vista University, is operations manager for the Community Foundation and United Way which he joined after working at Iowa Central in student services. In his St. Edmond days, he started his junior and senior years as a small forward for the Gaels, who won the Class 2A state championship and recently celebrated the 25th anniversary of their title.
An angel floated into the lives of the Kuhlmans in March 1993 when a baby girl they named Kristin Leon joined their family, adopted from South Korea through Holt International Children’s Services at six months of age. She was united with them in a joyous celebration at Des Moines International Airport. In her 24 years on earth, cut short by a rare illness, she touched many lives.
She played basketball and tennis at FDSH and graduated with honors, earned a nursing degree at Iowa Central Community College and had started work as a registered nurse at Mercy Hospital in Cedar Rapids when her condition worsened. In her courageous battle to live, her brother donated half of his liver. But she died June 1, 2017.
“She was a true blessing in our lives,” Kuhlman said. “She hardly ever complained, in spite of everything she had to go through and put up with. She was a real trooper. Joe was a great older brother to her.”
Tibbitts – who Kuhlman considers his “mentor” - has a favorite story involving Roxanne and her golfing abilities:
“Randy loved golf and I went to him during his first year as a member of our senior staff and foundation director and asked if he would serve as captain of Trinity’s team in the annual Chamber of Commerce golf outing, with one caveat: that he convince his wife, Roxanne (one of Fort Dodge best-ever female golfers), to be a member of Trinity’s team. He achieved that caveat and Trinity’s team won the outing. We all kidded that it was a “Kuhlman” victory!”
It has been 35 years since you could say, “There’s a Dr. Kersten in the house.”
Back in 1990, Dr. Herb Kersten retired from Fort Dodge’s Kersten Clinic, which was formed by him and his two brothers, Paul and John, and their father, E.M. Kersten. His retirement ended 74 years of medical care from the Kersten doctors to the people of Fort Dodge.
But while those four founders of the multi-practice clinic are now deceased, the Kersten name is very much alive in the form of 18 members of the third Kersten generation – four of whom live in Fort Dodge and the others scattered through the United States and even in Hong Kong. Not to mention 54 of their grandchildren and 69 of their great grandchildren.
There is among them one “doctor in the house” – Dr. Bob Kersten, an opthamologist who practices in Salt Lake City. And there are five attorneys among them, following in the footsteps of Paul and John’s brother Don.
Through thick and thin, theirs has been and is a closeknit family, as illustrated by how its members reacted when three of the cousins encountered tragedies.
Amy Kersten Bruno, daughter of Dr. Paul Kersten and his wife Nick, explains:
“I think what strikes me the most is how every single cousin is available for any of the other cousins in need. I remember when my husband, Mike, was injured in tornado in South Bend, Indiana, and ultimately, died (in 2001) from his injuries. Every single cousin asked how they could help – my brothers and sister came to be with my kids and me, Bob Kersten and his family came to be with us and help navigate the new course we were finding ourselves in, other cousins visited us in the hospital – Kathleen Kersten Roethler sent me cards almost every single week for a number of years, just so i knew she was thinking of us and was ‘in our corner’. i still had five children to raise – It was such a source of strength for all of us to keep moving forward. I knew, without a doubt, that if we needed anything, that they would all help us. It was such a safe and comforting feeling.
“This was also apparent when our cousin Margo (daughter of Frances Anne Kersten and her husband Bill Wolf) suffered the horrendous 4th of July Parade mass shooting in Highland Park, Illinois, in 2022. She lost her son Kevin and his wife (who left a 2-year-old son whose life was saved by his father covering him). Margo was also shot. Our cousins rallied from the minute we heard the news. The difficult new world she and her grandson are now navigating was foreign and almost impossible. The cousins came to Margo’s side, talked with her, are helping her as she figures out her new reality, and basically, just being kind constants in her life. And Margo is quite amazing – so strong and steadfast – what a thing to have to even happen to you. Just awful beyond words.
“The bottom line is that I think we all believe that at any time, in any situation, we could call each other for advice, for support, as sounding boards – and each cousin would do their absolute best to help. It’s pretty special.”
These thoughts are echoed by Kathy Kersten Roethler of Emmetsburg, recalling when her husband Bob Roethler suffered a brain aneurysm followed by a stroke. His long career as a wrestling coach included coaching at St. Edmond High School from 1967 to 1972; he is a member of the Iowa Wrestling Hall of Fame and the National Wrestling Hall of Fame.
“The Kersten family has always been a very tight knit group,” she said. “And when there is a tragedy we all come together. In 1978, my husband, Bob Roethler, suffered a brain aneurysm followed by a stroke. He was in Rochester for 3 1/2 months. Since my parents were overseas in the Holy Land, the aunts and uncles rallied. My Aunt Jeanne went to Rochester with me. My sister, Marylee, and my aunt and uncle, Cece and Herb, took care of my son, Robert, who was 2 1/2 at the time. Robert also spent time with my Aunt Merope and Uncle Don. While in Rochester, Bob had many family members visit. When Bob went to rehab, I stayed in Fort Dodge with my parents. During Bob’s stay in Rochester, and after, it was like circling the wagons around Bob. He was never a victim and the family supported his ‘never give up’ attitude until the day he died (in 2015). Family is everything!”
The Kersten name has been a prominent part of Fort Dodge history since Dr. E.M. Kersten, son of an immigrant pioneer doctor from Wisconsin, moved to the city in 1916 to join Dr. F.E. Seymour in a medical practice.
E.M. and his wife Anne gave birth to five children, born at Lutheran Hospital which he helped form in 1932 and is now known as UnityPoint Health – Trinity Regional Medical Center.
The five – Paul, Herb, John, Don and Frances Anne – brought 19 children into the world, and today they range in age from 75 years old (Kathleen Kersten Roethler) to 59 (Margie Kersten): Children of Dr. Paul and Nick Kersten, Paul Kersten, deceased, an Army veteran who served in the Vietnam War and later was a professional pilot and outdoorsman who loved to fish and hunt. The oldest of the 19, he died of stroke in 2013.
Kathleen Kersten Roethler, Emmetsburg: Office manager for Smarts Broadcast Systems of Emmetsburg for 40 years.
Tom Kersten, Hong Kong: Businessman and real estate investor.
Marylee Kersten, Omaha: youth services support coordinator, Boys Town.
Children of Dr. Herb and Cece Kersten
Amy Kersten Bruno, Highland Park, Ill.: Small Business Owner/Entrepreneur. Has served as director of community development for Fort Dodge Community Foundation and United Way and as executive director of Fort Dodge Area Chamber of Commerce.
Ernie Kersten, Fort Dodge: attorney.
Joanne Kersten Hudson, Winnetka, Ill.: Residential Real Estate. Former co-owner of The Hudson Company which she and her husband sold to COMPASS in 2018. Twin to Jim Kersten.
Jim Kersten, Fort Dodge: Vice President, External Relations and Government Affairs, Iowa Central Community College. President, Golden Dome Strategies, LLC, a consulting company. Former state senator. Twin to Joanne Kersten.
Children of Dr. John and Jeanne Kersten Dr. Bob Kersten, Salt Lake City: MD Ophthalmologist. Practiced in Saudi Arabia, Cincinnati, San Francisco and now Salt Lake City. Oculoplastic surgeon and professor at the University of Utah Medical School.
Kathy Kersten, Minneapolis: Attorney. Senior Policy Fellow at Center of the American Experiment, a state-based public policy institution, Former columnist for the Star Tribune newspaper.
Monty Kersten, Los Gatos, Calif.: Attorney and high-tech entrepreneur.
Terry Kersten, Los Altos, Calif.: Consumer marketing at tech companies including Apple, Intuit, Adobe, and, most recently, LinkedIn. Now teaches courses on leadership and serves as a leadership coach in her company “Lead By Values.”
Carol Kersten, Palo Alto, Calif.: Attorney. Does planned-giving fundraising for medical research at Stanford University, working with donors who want to include medical research in their estate plans and assisting with outright gifts as well.
Laurie Kersten, Nanaimo, British Columbia: Worked as a qualitative marketing researcher and ideation (brainstorming) facilitator, first at advertising agencies, then at a company called “Ideas To Go”, and then as a freelance moderator.
Children of Don and Merope Kersten
Anne Kersten, Fort Dodge: Editor of Fort Dodge Today magazine. Founded Twist and Shout magazine and online site (with Dave Haldin) and served as editor for 20 years.
Mary Kersten Crandall, Cedar Rapids: Taught high school students in Cedar Rapids with behavior disabilities for eight years and then students with learning disabilities, and finished her career as a Special Ed Consultant.
Steve Kersten, Fort Dodge: Attorney who practiced law for 41 years until retiring. Serves as Magistrate Judge for Webster County.
Margie Kersten, Woodstock, Ill.: Associate Director/Learning Consultant at Ernst & Young. Has been working in Learning & Development (corporate training) for her entire career and has been at Ernst & Young for the past 21 years. Also teaches part-time at the local community college.
Daughter of Bill and Frances Anne Kersten Wolf
Margo (Wolf) McCarthy, Vernon Hills, Ill.: Retired from many years as a commercial insurance broker. Only one of the “original 19” first cousins not to live or grow up in Fort Dodge.
Most of the Kersten cousins attended Fort Dodge Senior High. Three of Don Kersten’s older children – Anne, Mary and Steve – went to St. Edmond High School and his youngest, Margie, started there but later transferred to FDSH.
“Back in those days” Joanne Kersten Hudson recalled, “the students who were in your home room in junior high and high school were determined by alphabetical order of last name, so I was in the same home room with my twin brother Jim and cousin Laurie for 6 years. It was a nice way to start each day.”
Kathy Kersten said it was only after leaving Fort Dodge that “I came to realize what a fine education I had received in the Fort Dodge public schools. I owe my writing career–as a columnist at the Minneapolis Star Tribune and a policy analyst at Center of the American Experiment–to outstanding English teachers like Esther Jones at North Junior High and Judy Duncan at Fort Dodge High.”
What was it like to grow up a Kersten in Fort Dodge?
Terry Kersten responded, “Whether you were walking through downtown or out at the shopping center, you’d often meet someone who’d ask, ‘Are you a Kersten?’ given the similarity in family looks. People would then ask which family you belonged to: Was it Dr John or Dr Paul? While I was working at K-Mart in high school, someone recognized me as a Kersten and said how much he appreciated Grandfather Ernie making house calls when babies were due and remembered paying for medical services with a chicken pot pie during the Depression. It was wonderful to feel part of such a close and connected family and I am grateful that we cousins continue getting together regularly.”
Laurie Kersten: “For me, being a Kersten in Fort Dodge meant that I had so many siblings and cousins to connect with throughout my childhood and beyond. It has been such a feeling of support!”
And favorite memories of those growing-up years?
Mary Kersten Crandall: “Dancing at the Playmor every weekend, going into the record shop on Central and getting into those little booths to listen to 45s, sliding in Crawford Park, riding my bike all over town, to name just a few.”
Margie Kersten: “Spending time playing outside with neighborhood kids. We spent a lot of time in Crawford Park. It was the era of ‘come home when the street lights turn on.’
Amy Kersten Bruno: “I think the best part was that it was such a true Americana. It had a Norman Rockwell and an ‘Our Town’ feeling. That everything mattered but that we just didn’t make a big deal about things. One of my favorite memories of living in Fort Dodge was how we could walk all over town, ride our bikes anywhere and everywhere, and we were safe. And – that we had the freedom to do so.”
Joanne Kersten Hudson: “Some of my earliest and favorite childhood memories were at my family home. My dad built a backstop and a baseball diamond with bases in our yard and would pitch to us after dinner at dinner. When we were very little there was a fair amount of ‘Strike two and one half’ then ‘Strike two and two thirds’ until we were able to make contact. The first time our neighbor, Richard Loomis, made contact with the ball he dropped the bat, ran to first and then continued straight ahead to his home yelling, ‘Mom! I hit it! I hit it!’. My dad loved telling that story.”
Jim Kersten: “Having a safe community, great education, very good friends, and family. Favorite family memories include celebrating Thanksgiving and Christmas together, playing fun games with the uncles and being able to help our dad at his farm during the weekends and summers. And, of course, watching U of Iowa and Notre Dame football games! It has also been rewarding to help Fort Dodge, Iowa Central and Iowa grow and create good-paying skilled jobs.”
Carol Kersten: “At the annual Thanksgiving gathering (that we John Kerstens hosted most years) my dad would offer words of thanks for all of us before the meal. Key in his remarks was to remember that our great good fortune to be born in the US instead of, e.g., a developing country, was not because of our merit, but because of chance and luck. In essence, although I don’t think he used these words: there but for the grace of God go I. This has helped shape my view of refugees and immigration.”
Margo (Wolf) McCarthy: “I was the only one of the ‘Original 19’ first cousins not to live or grow up in Fort Dodge. But we did visit often, and as an only child, it was always so amazing to have cousin/playmates across the street and down the block, as well as within walking and biking distance. Looking back, now as a grandmother living in the suburban Chicago area, I’m struck by the simplicity, ease and freedom of growing up in that small town in the 50s and 60s, where we walked, ran and biked everywhere.”
It was like doing nine RAGBRAIs back-to-back.
That’s how Alan Hutchison described his just-competed 59-day, 3,100-mile bicycle adventure across eight states that began March 6 in San Diego, Calif., when he dipped the rear tire of his bike in the Pacific Ocean and ended May 2 in St. Augustine, Fla., when he dipped the front tire in the Atlantic.
“I honestly didn’t know what I was getting into,” said Hutchison, a Fort Dodge native. “I had done day rides, weekend rides, riding across the state in RAGBRAI (Register’s Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa). This was like doing nine RAGBRAIs back-to-back.”
Hutchison, at 70 the third oldest of a group of 15 who made the journey, is a 1970 graduate of Fort Dodge Senior High and a 1972 graduate of Iowa Central Community College whose father, Jim Hutchison, once served as president of First Federal Savings and Loan of Fort Dodge.
He is retiring at the end of May as a professor of English at Des Moines Area Community College after a 35-year career in education – teaching in the classroom as well as online and virtual classes. He and his wife Denise Mernka, a FDSH classmate, live in Des Moines. They celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary in August.
Hutchison has religiously logged each day of the journey with text and photos in a blog titled “A Journey Both Ways” – which can be found at: https://www.ajhutchison.com/blog. In the opening of his blog, Hutchison quotes these lines from a Navajo wind chant taken from “Blue Highways” by William Least Heat-Moon: “"Remember what you have seen, because everything forgotten returns to the circling winds."
“I call it the tyranny of miles,” he said in describing the unique qualities of a cross-country ride. “You’ve got to hit your miles – 50 to 80 in a day. You get kind of tunnel vision, because that’s your goal, what you do. It’s when you stop – in the hole in the wall cafes, people you meet, we met a lot of bikers solo or in groups – the places and people are what made it interesting.
“There’s the weather, wind, rain. It’s one of those things you say is fun, not like a roller coaster kind of fun, but having done it. When you’re on your bike, you spend much time thinking, finding out about yourself. It is a mental thing as well as physical thing. It would be easy to give up but you don’t. You’ve got to dig deep and sometimes tell yourself, you’ve got to go on.”
Hutchison was the only Iowan in the group, comprised of men and women who hailed from all over the country – New York State, Indiana, Washington, Georgia, Florida, California and Massachusetts. A nonprofit, Adventure Cycling, organized and operated the trip.
“A friend of mine I cycle with a lot, we kicked around the idea of maybe taking time off for several months for a self-contained trip where we would work our way back to Iowa,” he said. “I took a professional leave from DMACC.”
Hours upon hours of preparation preceded the trip. Up until then, his longest rides were on RAGBRAI – his first cross-Iowa trip in 1976. Hutchison bought a smart trainer equipped with a computer program, put his bike up on the trainer and programmed it to simulate the various conditions he would face. He trained through the summer of 2022, up to four hours a day, and took progressively longer and longer rides.
“Since I was a kid growing up in Fort Dodge and Spirit Lake, I was always on a bicycle,” Hutchison said. “Denise and I really learned how to ride bicycles on our first RAGBRAI.”
Hutchison was a year old when his family moved from Kansas to Fort Dodge, then moved to Spirit Lake when he was in sixth grade and returned to Fort Dodge when he was in 10th grade.
Denise and Alan began dating in their sophomore year at Iowa Central and continued at the University of Northern Iowa. Denise is the daughter of James and Beverly Mernka of Otho and Alan’s parents were Jim and Jean Hutchison. All are deceased. He has two sisters, Diane Bock of The Villages, Fla., and Julee Bernard of Cedar Falls, and a brother, Gregg of Lawrence, Kan. Alan and Denise have two daughters – Adrienne Hutchison (and her husband Michael Gugliotti) of Baltimore and Natalie (and her husband Ryan Duff and their son Bruce, 2) of Vancouver, Wash.
His first paying job after graduation was with a savings and loan in Rock Rapids, Iowa. He and Denise would ride their bikes to George, Iowa, 15 miles away, but said he “didn’t have a clear idea that biking would become such a passion” until their first RAGBRAI. He was transferred to Des Moines in 1976. The family moved to the Beaverdale area and in 1988 he was hired at DMACC. A few years later, Hutchison began commuting by bike 25 miles round trip from home to the community college main campus in Ankeny. Hutchison earned his master’s and doctorate degrees at Drake University.
Hutchison’s cross-country ride was on a southern tier route that took him through eight states – California, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama and Florida. The group mostly skirted major cities, although they rode through metropolitan Phoenix on a bike trail, spent a night in Austin and on a rest day got into New Orleans. They rode alongside interstates in Arizona, New Mexico and Texas but mostly stayed on secondary highways, beginning each day by sunrise and ending the day by midafternoon.
The group was treated to a delightful glimpse of America.
“The high point for me was a little side trip we took to Mamu, Louisiana,” he said. “It’s the home of Cajun music. We went to a little place called Fred’s Lounge on a Saturday morning. Dancing, live Cajun music, great food. It was absolutely the funnest thing we did on the trip. Louisiana was my favorite state, I loved the food.”
Along the journey, he got three flat tires on his Surly LHT touring bike which he had purchased for the trip.
Hutchison said he thought they would never get out of Texas – which was about 900 miles and two weeks of the total trip to bike through.
His worst day – fighting 30 mph headwinds in a 6,000-foot climb at Tonto Basin in Arizona. That, he said, “was the day that told me I could actually be a rider and complete this trip.”
His retirement plans include more biking, including the 50th annual RAGBRAI July 23-29. Several friends from his cross-country trip plan to join him.
“I made some new friends, probably for a lifetime,” he said.
By PAUL STEVENS
For years the home of Zakeer’s Family Restaurant, the one-story building at 425 Second Avenue South has now fallen silent and soon will be gone.
No more will the laughter and conversations of its loyal Fort Dodge customers fill the restaurant as they gathered for breakfast, lunch – or maybe just stopping in for a cinnamon roll or a piece of homemade pie or a cup of coffee.
“We were the last family-owned diner left in Fort Dodge,” said owner Tommy Zakeer, “a place where you could get a homecooked meal, breakfast served all day, waitresses who came to your table to take your order, homemade pies and pastries.”
Zakeer, 55, whose parents Marie and Bob Zakeer started the restaurant in 1961, closed it last Sunday and has sold the property to a bank next door that plans to turn it into a parking lot. But not before a strong turnout of loyal customers showed up one more time to say farewell.
“We were packed, we had to stop a little early when we ran short of eggs,” Zakeer said. “We were completely full where people had to wait for a table – lots of family groups and of course, the regulars. For me, it was a little bittersweet and a little relief – we’re just been super busy for the past few weeks and there were just three of us left. There were many well-wishers, telling us ‘We’re going to miss you.’”
Normally, his wife Tara said, Tommy would have liked to be out in the restaurant more that day to greet and interact with customers. But with it being a cook short, he had to be on the preparation line.
The decision to close the restaurant - open for business six days a week – 6:30 am to 2 pm Tuesdays through Saturdays and 8 am to 1 pm Sundays - was not easy, but in a way inevitable, Zakeer said.
“I just got tired of looking for help,” he said. “It has been that way since covid. When you’re doing everything yourself, bookwork, shopping, orders for your trucks, everything, it gets overwhelming sometimes. I still plan to find a job, but I don’t want to be the boss. Just get a paycheck and go home.”
Zakeer and Tara plan to move to Hampton, which is her hometown. She now works for Head Start in Fort Dodge. Tommy plans to work in the cafeteria at Hampton-Dumont High School starting this fall. “I thought I would give it a try,” he said.
Back in the early days of the restaurant, “mom and dad had a huge crew when they had their business,” Zakeer said. “When I posted my last payroll, we were down to three employees – Shelly Young, our waitress, and Dave McVicker, our cook, and me.”
When Marie and Bob Zakeer purchased the restaurant from Bob’s aunt Thelma Saigh, it was first called the Country Kitchen. Bob had been an employee of his uncle’s Zakeer’s Appliance and Furniture and Marie was an employee of Iowa Electric. Then Marie helped Elaine and Denny Huss open a restaurant by that name in the Crossroads Mall. When the Country Kitchen chain came to Fort Dodge in early 1976, Tommy Zakeer said, both had to change their names: “We became Zakeers and they became D’Laneys.”
Zakeer’s Kitchen at First Avenue South and South Eighth Street became known for Lebanese dinners and was a popular lunch spot for people who worked downtown. Bob Zakeer managed the dining room, while Marie presided over the kitchen. The two were members of Corpus Christi Catholic Church and for years, Marie hosted a Sunday dinner in the Parish Hall featuring her Swiss steak recipe.
The Zakeers sold the business in 1992 and retired. But they returned to the restaurant seven years later after the new owners unsuccessfully tried to sell it. It was renamed Zakeer’s and Tommy returned from Texas to join them and operate the family business. The restaurant moved to its current location in 2003 after the city government bought the building and demolished it to make room for future development.
Bob Zakeer died in 2015 and Marie died three years later. Both were 91 at the time of their deaths and lived at home until entering hospice shortly before they died. Bob and Marie once served as Grand Marshals of Fort Dodge’s Frontier Days
John Daniel, the owner of Daniel Pharmacy, said he has known the Zakeer family his entire life.
“Marie and Bob worked hard and worked together well,” he said. “Bobby was the goodwill ambassador at their restaurant and he always had a few upbeat, friendly words for everyone. Marie seemed to be the visionary and was a very successful businessperson.
“Marie had unconditional love for her family, friends, and faith. She always gave much more than she received. That was just the way she was. There are many warm memories in the hearts of all the people she touched.
“Tommy became very good at the trade. He was well known for his baked goods, especially his pies!”
Roger Natte, Fort Dodge’s premier historian and retired Iowa Central Community College instructor, dropped by Zakeer’s before it closed to obtain one of the restaurant’s menus to preserve for posterity at the Webster County Historical Society.
“When I came to Fort Dodge, I lived at the Warden Hotel and had my breakfast there a lot,” he recalled. “It was a pretty busy place. Zakeer’s was known for their pies. Their cinnamon rolls were also a hit. The Zakeers did right by me. When my first wife became ill, Marie would always make sure she had soup for me to take home. Who does that? No one does that! It really meant a lot to me. I remember Bob always had a betting pool going when it was World Series time.”
The diner was a popular lunch stop for many Fort Dodge attorneys through the years, recalled Thomas Bice, senior district court judge and longtime Fort Dodge attorney.
“The diner was like a magnet at noontime!” Bice said. “A lot of legal business between lawyers quietly got done over a plate of the ‘daily special’. Marie’s pies were the BEST! And Bob always had a kind word for his guests! The ‘hometown’ atmosphere of this family restaurant will be sorely missed.”
Former Fort Dodge businessman and state senator Daryl Beall recalled that when he managed Furniture World, “some of us would walk a block to Zakeer’s on First Avenue South. They had delicious food, including Lebanese Night. When we were first married, I tried to steal something off Jo Ann’s plate and she poked with her fork. I didn’t do that again. The main thing I remember about Bob and Marie Zakeer is the delicious pies they made.”
Fort Dodge native Mark Mittelstadt called Zakeer’s “a gastronomic gem in Fort Dodge.
“Growing up we lived next to Bob and Marie for a number of years. They had an old white and black gas stove/oven, the kind that didn't have round knobs but the white tear-drop or lever type controls, as I recall. Every so often Marie and her sister would bake a Syrian flat bread. It was almost like a large tortilla and very delicious. You could rip off a piece and eat it wrapped around a piece of marinated lamb or simply eat it warm with butter and sugar or sugar/cinnamon on top. Delicious. Always a treat!”
Tommy Zakeer said he still has the oven “but I never mastered the bread.”
A number of church groups met regularly at Zakeers – the Gideons, St. Paul Lutheran and First Covenant among them. “Marie was active in the Catholic church and she would give pastors and priests free meals,” Tara said.
What will its customers miss the most? A sampling from Zakeers’ Facebook page about the restaurant closing:
Maggie Magennis: Only place with good liver and onions, pie, and hot meatloaf sandwiches. Melody Boitnott-Sorenson: I went this morning and had my last Monte Cristo for breakfast. Nancy Strait: BEST hot beef sandwich and apple pie. Maralyn Schulze: Always great, fresh homemade from scratch food! Kathy Lewis Streit: I love their sticky rolls. I have yet to find a recipe that comes close to theirs.
From John Hale, viewing a photo of Bob and Marie Zakeer on the menu: “Wonderful! They were so young then. A unique, lovely couple. I spent countless noon hours at the front room counter, along with (Messenger editor) Walt Stevens and so many other ‘regulars.’”
And from Christine Johnson Ahrens: “I had her bread but unfortunately, I didn’t get that recipe, have all her others, loved Bob and Marie best people! I’m gonna miss this restaurant, it’s part of me and history of this town!”
Tommy Zakeer said he has been asked often about sharing some of the restaurant’s prize recipes, many of which go back to his parents’ days, but for now is holding them close to the vest.
“Mom had her taco salad dressing, we named it Mama Sauce a long time ago. Her Lebanese salad dressing was unique. We made all our dressings, tartar sauce, shrimp sauce. We may market some of them later on.”
By PAUL STEVENS
To those who knew and worked with Bob Bargman, principal of Fort Dodge Senior High School for 15 years, he was first and foremost a people person.
He was the guy, they would say, who Barbra Streisand might have had in mind when she sang, “People who need people are the luckiest people in the world.”
In the wake of Bargman’s death May 19, two days before his 93rd birthday and nearly 40 years after he left the principal’s position, several of his former FDSH educators who were close to him had these thoughts to share:
Don Miller: “I can’t say loud enough about how much he cared about students and teachers. He was the kind of person to go above and beyond for the students and teachers. For kids who might not have a thing, he’d buy them shoes, coats, he would do anything necessary to get them focused on education. He was always reaching out to help someone.”
Rose Buda-Claussen: “He walked through his precious life with caring, generosity and kindness. His human flaws cannot hide the fact that he was a ‘beautifully interesting’ being.”
Roger Snell: “Bob was truly a unique individual whose basic kindness, decency and good intent carried throughout his whole life. That was who he was and how he lived. It was always a blessing to know and work with him.”
Debra and Don Carlson: From Debra, who Bargman hired as a special education teacher: “Bob had a heart of gold. He was a giving person, and he could always lift you up, even when you were having lousy days. He could light up a room. Everyone was drawn to him. He was a Dodger through and through.”
And from Don, who was assistant principal during Bargman’s tenure at FDSH: “He was an honest man, and fair, and he was always looking after the students. He was willing to do anything for education. I will greatly miss him as a man and as my friend.”
Sheryl Griffith: I remember that he always had his faculty, staff and students’ best interests at heart. A co-worker, Judy Payne, and I made him some very wide ties out of garishly patterned fabric. What a good sport he was to wear them to work. In our defense, that was the style!”
There are stories aplenty of Bargman during the years from 1970 to 1985 when he directed operations at the high school during some challenging years – soaring enrollment from the Baby Boom generation, protests over the U.S. involvement in Vietnam, inequality in women’s sports that Title IX had yet to remedy. Among those stories:
Imagine, your principal dressed as Baby Huey. Said Snell: “One year at homecoming, Bob got hustled into playing the role of the cartoon character Baby Huey in a skit put on by the FDSH administrators. Bob's ‘costume’ for the whole school assembly had him appearing in a huge white diaper (approximately the size of half of a U.S. Army pup tent) and sneakers. Yes, "That's ALL, Folks!!"
Imagine, showing up for a mandatory remedial driving school class on a Saturday morning and learning you were sitting next to your high school principal. Said his daughter Beth Bargman Schnurr: “Dad would always leave quickly after work to go to some school event. He’d drive fast, usually late getting somewhere. After getting too many speeding tickets, he got notice to go to Saturday driving school. And of course, when he showed up that morning, there were high school students there.”
Imagine, living out of your car because of unrest at home and being provided a bed and a meal by your high school principal. Said Beth: “He was very interactive with students. I know he would try to find a job or duty or errand that kids would have to do to keep them busy or occupied so they wouldn’t get in trouble. The basement of our home was set up with extra furniture for kids to come and live, kids in transition, who needed help. We’d share our dinner table with them at times.”
Keith Brown recalled entering his senior year at FDSH in 1970 as student body president. His parents were moving from Fort Dodge to Everly and said that in order to stay for his senior year, living with his older brother, he was required to pay tuition of $100 a month.
“When Mr. Bargman moved to Fort Dodge, he immediately asked me (as Student Body President) to a lunch to discuss student issues,” Brown said. “He was kind and listened honestly to my concerns. He would invite me to his house for dinner with his wife and children several times. He knew I was living in an apartment and understood that my nourishment schedule probably wasn’t the best. Boy, was he right.
“Each month on the first, I would write a check to FD Public Schools for $100. To cover the agreed-upon tuition. He would take me into his office and spend an hour asking how I was doing, how my band was doing and would give the most wonderful pep talks. I was so amazed at his kindness. But the best part was to come.
“Two days before graduation, he called me to his office (over the course of my sophomore and junior years I had been sent home 14 times.) I believe that is a record. So I thought ‘Here we go again!’ He sat me down in his office and pulled out an envelope with my name on it…inside were the (10) checks of $100…He had kept my tuition checks but never cashed them…Such a sweet gesture! The lesson I learned - There ARE good people in this world; if you’re decent and hardworking, one may come to your rescue.”
Faculty and staff were equally important to Bargman, said Buda-Claussen, who was hired by Bargman as guidance counselor at the high school and knew him for more than a half-century.
“Bob went above and beyond for his faculty like planning wonderful Christmas breakfasts executed with beautiful decorations, a sit-down meal, and a gift exchange,” she said. “There was great fun such as a basketball game between faculty and students with female teachers acting as cheerleaders with pom poms and the works. Years after Bob retired from Senior High School and had moved away from Fort Dodge, he returned and organized a Faculty Alumni Reunion. The response was magnetic, and alumni even traveled from out-of- state for the event. Lifetime faculty friendships were formed because of Bob’s influence.
“Bob had an enviable memory - of people, their names, their stories, places and events - that remained intact through his lifetime. He graced his wife and their children with immeasurable love and respect. He revered food and whenever he traveled, he would say, ‘We have to stop for pie.’ He loved to work and worked into his 80’s. He was smart, refined, played the piano, and admired the arts. He was a baseball guy.”
Ah yes, his love of pie. Don Miller recalled road trips with Bargman and “his unique way of ordering food – when we’d go to a restaurant, he’d order a hamburger and French fries and tell the server, ‘I’d like to have piece of apple pie with ice cream, and I would like to have it now.’ So while we were eating our burgers and fries, Bob was enjoying his pie and ice cream.”
Robert William Bargman’s story began with his birth May 21, 1931, in Rodman, Iowa, about an hour north of Fort Dodge. He was the oldest of three children of Vic and Viv Bargman who farmed near Rodman. His brother was Jim Bargman, who is deceased, and his sister is Karen Berkeland, of the Omaha area. All three graduated from Rodman High School. The Rodman/West Bend area was where he met Donna Balgeman, to whom he was married for nearly 73 years.
After graduation from Buena Vista University with a degree in education, Bargman joined the U.S. Army and he and Donna moved to Washington, D.C., where he worked in the Surgeon General’s Office. After completing his service, they moved to Akron, Iowa, where he began his teaching career.
Bargman taught in the English department, coached debate and produced school plays. He earned his master’s degree from the University of South Dakota and later served as principal in Akron. Their next move was to West Des Moines where he was hired as a drama teacher at Valley High School, where he produced the first musical at that school. The Bargmans left Iowa for Northern California in 1961 with their two young children, Robb and Beth, and during their 10 years there, he transitioned from teacher to administrator, taking doctorate work at Stanford University.
He learned of the principal’s opening at FDSH, applied and was hired by Dr. Earl Berge, then superintendent of Fort Dodge Community Schools.
Bargman wasted little time in bringing new ideas to the job, as noted in the 1971 Dodger yearbook. They included a “mini-course,” where experts were brought in on Saturdays to speak to any subject students were interested in; cross-age tutoring, involving both the high school and elementary school levels, and a roundtable, founded to give students a chance to talk about problems and get to know the administration better.
“He always liked change,” Beth Schnurr said, “and he liked change in education too. He had some innovative thoughts even in California. Dad liked change in his life. He liked hanging out in the cafeteria with lunch ladies, getting to know kids, not staying in his office.”
Beth and her brother Robb were both students at FDSH while their dad was principal but said they never felt awkward about it. Both were involved in student government. Robb was involved in the drama department and Beth took part in orchestra and choir.
“It felt very natural to be there and knowing he was there,” Beth said. “We had good high school years, were not embarrassed at any time. He would always go to activities we were in, always had teachers at our house eating supper. It was common. I felt people liked him, he was pretty fair to the kids.”
Robb, 67, lives in Des Moines and was involved in retail management, working for Younkers and JCPenney. When he retired five years ago, he joined Nordstrom Rack in a part-time capacity.
Beth, 63, followed her father into the teaching profession. She taught kindergarten and held various positions in the Fort Dodge school district before retiring as a special education teacher for grades K-4 five years ago. She and her husband Jerry Schnurr, a Fort Dodge attorney, have three children: Will, who with his wife Erin Leigh live in Brooklyn, N.Y.; Ellen, who with her husband Tyler Wallingford live in Fort Dodge and have two children, Elsie and Theo; and Ben, who with his wife Lauren live in Fort Dodge and have two children, Kennedy and Wesley.
Ben Schnurr is the third generation of the Bargman family in teaching; he is a health teacher at the Fort Dodge Middle School.
After leaving FDSH after the 1984-85 school year, Bargman worked for A.G. Edwards, the furniture store Interior Expressions in the Trolley Center and at Friendship Haven. He and Donna eventually moved to Phoenix, Arizona, where they established their permanent home for 20 years. There, Bargman took a job as head of concierge with the San Francisco Giants spring training camp as well as working at the ceramics department at Arizona State University. Debra Carlson recalled that when the Dodger marching band took part in the Fiesta Bowl parade in the late 1990s, she spotted Bargman along the parade route: “There was Bob, with tears pouring down his eyes, smiling at the band, and shouting, ‘There’s my school!’”
The Bargmans moved back to Iowa, first living in Des Moines, and then returning to Fort Dodge.
Living at Friendship Haven with his wife Donna for the past three years, Bargman remained engaged in life until its very end.
“On the Friday two days before he passed,” his son Robb said, “he was reading The Messenger when I came into the dining area and he asked, ‘What’s new?’”
By PAUL STEVENS
Matt Bemrich was 3 years old when he met Albert Habhab in the Webster County Courthouse and that encounter left a first impression with the judge and former Fort Dodge mayor that lasted a lifetime.
Back then, the youngster and his mother were visiting his grandmother Evelyn Hood, the county recorder, when Habhab strode into her office on business. He said, “Evelyn, who is this young fella?” to which Matt sprung to his feet, stuck out his hand and said, “I’m Matt Bemrich, nice to meet you.”
His mother and grandmother were stunned by the greeting from a normally shy young man, but not Habhab, who replied, “Well, Evelyn, it seems to me you’re training this one to be governor one day.”
Habhab had an innate ability to look into the future and may have guessed wrong on Bemrich’s future as a governor, but even he could not have predicted that the youngster he met that day would grow up to be elected as mayor of Fort Dodge and would surpass his own record tenure of 14 consecutive years as mayor.
Bemrich, 50, is now serving in his 15th year as mayor — elected by Fort Dodge voters four times to the position (2009, 2013, 2017 and 2021), twice without opposition).
In early February, Bemrich told the story of that long-ago chance meeting during a celebration of life for Habhab at Friendship Haven. Habhab, a decorated World War II veteran, died Jan. 27 at the age of 98 and had served as mayor (1960-1974), district court judge (1975-1988) and Iowa Court of Appeals judge (1988-1997). Another who also spoke at the celebration of Habhab’s life was former Gov. Terry Branstad, who had appointed Habhab to the state appellate court.
“I take somber pride in this achievement,” Bemrich said of his mayoral longevity record. “I would have loved it if he could have been around a little longer. He’s well-recognized, even in my generation, for the impact he made to the city that even today affects my generation and probably the next one. To be in the same office he was, it is humbling, and it makes you feel a lot of pride.
“He was a good mentor. I called him often over the years. He had a way of getting you to the answer without telling you what to do. I at one time took a lot of grief on roundabouts. We talked about it a bit. He had a way of telling you, you know what to do, without really telling you.”
The name Bemrich is a familiar one in Fort Dodge business circles. Bemrich Electric and Telephone was founded 40 years ago this spring, on April 1, 1984, by Matt Bemrich’s grandparents, Jim and Patricia Bemrich, who started the business out of their home in the Savage Addition. It provides electrical construction work to industry, commercial and residential facilities and data communications to small businesses. A celebration of its 40 years in business will be held June 20.
They bought a building at 110 South 21st Street in 1986, after Bemrich’s father Greg had joined the business, followed by Greg’s brother, Jamie. Matt joined them in 1997 while taking classes at Iowa Central Community College and working on the night cleanup crew at Fort Dodge Laboratories and earlier part-time work as a bartender and a short-lived try at selling insurance — “It was not my calling,” he said. Bemrich then completed training at the Iowa Electrical Apprenticeship Training Center in Des Moines, becoming a master electrician.
A fire caused by arson destroyed the building in 2013, but it was rebuilt in the same location. Today, Bemrich Electric has 32 full-time employees. Greg Bemrich retired as president two years ago and was succeeded by son Matt. Matt and Greg’s younger brother Jamie are co-owners; Matt is president and Jamie vice president.
Matt Bemrich is a lifelong resident of Fort Dodge. Born Sept. 8, 1973, he was told by his mother that he was the last baby born at Mercy Hospital before it merged with Lutheran Hospital. Bemrich is the oldest of the four children of Sue (Hood) and Greg Bemrich, who were St, Edmond High School Class of 1973 classmates and have been married 50 years. Matt’s brother Mitchell is national account manager for Implus in Chicago and is married to Rebecca, director of integrated marketing for Coca Cola; sister Jennifer Dutcher is an assistant professor and coordinator of visual arts at Iowa Central and is married to Matt Dutcher, president of Northwest Bank in Fort Dodge, and sister Jessica Smith is married to Ryan Smith, president of Kingsgate Insurance Co. in Fort Dodge; she likes to be known as the COO of their home.
Bemrich and his wife Michelle are St. Edmond graduates, she in 1991 and he a year later. They met in kindergarten at Holy Rosary School. She is industrial pretreatment coordinator for U.S. Water Services. They have three sons: Carter, 25, who works for Vanguard Utility Partners; Jackson, 22, a front-office assistant at Bemrich Electric, and Grant, 21, who operates his own music business. Bemrich got his start in local government by serving on a panel that recommended switching from a strong mayor form of government to the current city manager form. That change was approved by the voters in a 2005 referendum.
David Fierke was appointed the first city manager of Fort Dodge and continues in that position today — his tenure coinciding with that of Bemrich who in November 2005 was elected to a four-year term as an at-large member of the council.
As mayor, Bemrich is the face of the city and reports to its citizens. As city manager, Fierke reports to the City Council.
Bemrich presides over City Council meetings (the council meets on the second and fourth Monday of the month), and he and Fierke and most department heads also attend. “I have a voice, but not a vote,” Bemrich said, although he does have veto power, one he exercised most recently when the council proposed increasing his salary from $15,000 to $17,000.
As city manager, Fierke manages the day-to-day operations of the city and works to facilitate the vision of the council and the mayor. He and Bemrich consult frequently, and Bemrich also is in frequent touch with the police chief since he has emergency powers in such events as tornadoes or flooding.
“I have a lot of fond memories of being mayor,” Bemrich said. “There were many fun events. Multiple Groundhog Days at the zoo, I always liked going to schools to read to the kids. But I don’t want my legacy to be having garbage pickup changed from Tuesdays to Thursdays.
“I am proud of progress made in redeveloping the Crossroads Mall area, of our work out west with the ag park. I’m proud of jobs created, a significantly increased average wage in Webster County. Of helping local industry grow, of being a good advocate of helping businesses grow. Of the expansion of the water plant and creating the stormwater utility. Maybe my biggest legacy — helping change the form of city government.”
The mayor bristles when the image of the city is sometimes portrayed poorly, especially on social media.
“I think it’s an unfair representation of our community,” he said. “Fort Dodge has certainly evolved and changed, but I don’t think all the changes are bad. I think most residents are proud to be living in Fort Dodge, or to be from Fort Dodge. You see it in our change in government, you see it in our sports, in our volunteerism. PICA (Pride in Community Appearance) just broke 50,000 hours in volunteer hours. If we were such a bad place, would people be willing to give 50,000 hours to community service? No. The Dirty Dodge tagline? We’re definitely tough because we can take it. Do we deserve to be known as tough? Yes. But do we deserve the stigma of being dirty? No.”
Bemrich’s mayoral term will continue through the end of 2025. “I pretty much have made it clear that I will retire after 20 years of service to the city — four on the council and 16 as mayor. In our political climate, there are not enough people who are willing to step to the side and let others get involved in serving. This brings a change in ideas and passions.”
Bemrich recently was named to the Friendship Haven board, an addition welcomed by president and CEO Julie Thorson, who said, “I have a great deal of respect for Mayor Matt Bemrich. The word that comes to mind immediately is courage. For years he has put himself out there and made a stand because he believes in Fort Dodge. I admire his tenacity and work ethic. I’m proud to have him serve on the Friendship Haven board. Our residents and leadership team will absolutely benefit from his experience and leadership expertise.”
Bemrich plans to continue on several other boards — among them, Joy of Reading, Iowa National Electrical Contractors Association and Iowa Associated Business and Industry, along with passions of golfing, hunting and fishing. He and his father traveled in their van to South Dakota for a number of years to pheasant hunt.
He will always look back with pride at one accomplishment that involved honoring and preserving the name of his friend and mentor Al Habhab.
Bemrich played a key role in the City Council’s decision to rename the busy bridge on First Avenue South, known for 55 years as Veterans Bridge and built when Habhab was the city’s mayor, in honor of Habhab.
Just months before his death, Habhab was on hand at St. Edmond High School on Nov. 10 when it was announced that the bridge would be renamed to the Albert Habhab Veterans Memorial Bridge. At his side was Mayor Bemrich, that youngster who impressed Habhab when he was 3, as the audience rose to give Habhab a standing ovation. On the following Monday, the City Council unanimously approved the name change.
That event was the last time Bemrich saw Habhab, whose health began to deteriorate in the weeks leading to his death.
“I had planned to go see him with some samples of the bridge design showing the enhancements,” Bemrich said, “but he passed away before we could do that. When I received the call that he passed, I felt like a lot of knowledge had left us and I started to think of the questions I might have asked him if I had a chance to sit with him again. The one certainty I had was that Fort Dodge would forever be better because he gave us his time and talents.”
May 4, 2024 By Paul Stevens
Back in the late 1970s, when 27-year-old Sam Moser and his young family arrived in Fort Dodge after he was hired as an assistant football coach at Fort Dodge Senior High, no one could have guessed the dividends that hire would make for the school and the city — dividends that continue to this day.
Not only did Moser perform to a level that he was inducted into the Iowa High School Football Coaches Association Hall of Fame, but also the members of his family — his wife Sharon, daughters Julie and Jill, son Nik and their spouses — have imparted their own mark in making the city a better place to live.
Ever hear of the parlor game, the Six Degrees of Separation of Kevin Bacon? Well, try this — the Six Degrees of Separation of the Sam Moser Family. While the family doesn’t have the fame of the actor, you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone in the city whose lives they’ve not touched — from its youngest residents to its oldest.
Sam Moser, now 72, impacted thousands of young people and many coaches in his 33 years of coaching, from his first assistant’s position in Aurelia to the conclusion of his head coaching career at Fort Dodge Senior High in 2003.
His wife, Sharon Moser, works part-time at Iowa Central Community College in the student resource center. She earlier served as a para-educator in the Fort Dodge Community School District for 35 years, working in school libraries and with students with behavior disorders. In 2017, she received the Innovative Creator Award by Iowa’s Area Education Agencies, cited for “the creative ways you offered students to stretch their minds in school and engage them in thoughtful, meaningful activities.” She was instrumental in creating an elementary maker space at Feelhaver Elementary School.
Julie Moser Thorson has served for 12 years as president and CEO of Friendship Haven, a nonprofit retirement community with 370 residents and 380 full-time and part-time employees. Her father is most proud of how she guided it through the difficult COVID era. She started out as a part-time social worker after she found that her first career — as a television journalist — was not for her. After working in Topeka, Kan., and Mason City, she returned to Fort Dodge and married Tjeran Thorson, a former Dodger all-state football player and the son of the late Sherwyn Thorson, a star lineman and NCAA heavyweight wrestling champion at the University of Iowa. Tjeran works for Fort Dodge Distributing.
Jill Moser Smith earned a nursing degree and was working at Trinity Regional Hospital as a dialysis nurse when in 2001, she met Ryan Smith, a wrestler at the University of Iowa under Dan Gable from 1990-95, who was in his fourth year of teaching at Fort Madison High School. They met when he was in Fort Dodge for a wrestling camp at Iowa Central Community College.
They married in Fort Dodge and live four hours away, in Fort Madison, where Ryan is a Spanish teacher and just retired after 25 years as head wrestling coach. Jill is a health science teacher at the high school.
Nik Moser and his wife, Katie, lived for a year in the Twin Cities after they were married, he in finance and she in marketing, before returning to Fort Dodge when Nik took a position at Northwest Bank and she joined Trinity Regional Medical Center. Nik had played for his father at FDSH as an all-state defensive back and was a starting safety at Iowa State under Dan McCarney. He started volunteer coaching in 2008 and that eventually led to becoming head football coach at FDSH, where he has completed four seasons.
Nik serves as executive director of the Fort Dodge Community Schools Foundation. Its mission is to help educators and students go above and beyond what district funding allows with grants for professional development, technology and other educational items and looks for perpetual giving funds through estate planning and legacy gifts.
Katie teaches biology at FDSH, and earlier worked with the Fort Dodge Middle School.
Sam and Sharon still live in the home on 9th Avenue North in the Round Prairie neighborhood that they purchased when they came to Fort Dodge with two young girls, Julie, born in Sioux Falls, and Jill, born in Cherokee. Nik was born in Fort Dodge in 1982.
Julie and Nik obviously liked the neighborhood, as they and their families live in homes within a block of their parents.
“They both had opportunities to go other places and do other things,” Moser said, “but I think they’re very happy they live in Fort Dodge.”
Life took Jill away from the city where she grew up, but she talks to her mother daily. “My mom is my best friend,” she said, “an overall amazing woman…I’m a Fort Madison Bloodhound, but there’s still a piece of me with Dodger identity, Dodger Pride.”
“I always liked Fort Dodge,” Sam Moser said. “It’s blue collar, we had tough kids, we played in a good league. Over the years, I looked at a job once in the Quad Cities area but it was the best fit for my family to stay. Fort Dodge just seemed a natural fit for us. Far enough away from home, but close to home, just three hours. It had a lot of things going for it.”
Home to Sam and Sharon Moser had been in far northwest Iowa, where they began dating in their sophomore year at West Lyon High School in Inwood. He grew up on a livestock/crop farm close to the South Dakota border with three brothers and a sister and starred on the football team as a 250-pound defensive lineman. She lived in Larchwood and competed in cheerleading, track and softball.
“He was the football star, I was a cheerleader,” Sharon said. “That’s kind of how I perceive myself now, with my kids and my grandkids. I’m the one on the sidelines cheering them on.”
They were married in 1971, a year after high school graduation, Moser played football at Worthington (Minn.) Junior College and Sioux Falls College (now the University of Sioux Falls), earning All-America honors at both schools. His high school coach, Gary Hoffman, ended up being his college coach his senior year at the Division II school.
“I had a lot of respect for him, and he influenced me in becoming a coach,” Moser said.
Moser’s entry into coaching was at Aurelia High School, where he spent three years as an assistant under Myron Radke, who remains one of his closest friends. His first head coaching position was at Clarion High School, where he coached two years before getting the call from Athletics Director Dutch Huseman to join the Dodger staff in 1979.
The Dodger head coach at the time was Doug Black, who Moser knew at Hampton High School when Moser was at Clarion. Moser was the Dodgers assistant under Black for four years and under Mike Woodley, Black’s successor, for six years before he succeeded Woodley as head coach in 1989. Moser coached track throughout his FDSH tenure.
Moser retired after the 2003 season — his 15th as the Dodger head coach. The team won 57 games during his tenure, ranking third in school history behind Matt Miller (75, from 2004-19) and Forrest Marquis (74 from 1942-54). Fort Dodge qualified for the playoffs four times during Moser’s tenure, and reached the state quarterfinals in 1994. He led the Dodgers to conference championships in 1989 (Big Eight) and ’94 (CIML National).
Moser was 55 years old when he retired from teaching in 2007. He worked in sales for Mid Country Machinery in Fort Dodge for seven years before fully retiring.
When nominated for the 2013 State Coaching Hall of Fame class, Moser gave credit to his former players and assistants, saying, “This certainly isn’t about me. It never has been. I’ve always said through the years that I coached and taught for as long as I did to build relationships and try my best to have a lasting impact on the lives of my (players and students). I hope I can say I did that. I hope the kids and my staff would agree. That’s all I could ask for, looking back now.”
Julie Thorson said that in addition to her father’s influence over kids, “I’m pretty sure there are many coaches out there who would mention dad as a mentor. Including my brother and (former head coach) Matt Miller. But even other coaches from the state over the years I believe they have looked up to dad.
“One thing my dad will often comment on is questioning whether he had a significant impact on his players. I think this ‘questioning’ is what makes him so special. He’s never claimed to have all the answers but always worked hard to bring the best out in everyone he was around including the three of us. He also was a silent champion for so many kids…buying them shoes, gear whatever they may have needed for football. He found great joy in teaching…especially teaching mentally challenged students…he just always had a way with kids.
“Mom is equally humble but also has a tremendous impact on kids…Her love for reading also inspired many kids over the years. She was at both Cooper and Feelhaver and absolutely loved finding the right book for each child. She took great pride in her work and going above and beyond for kids to inspire a love of reading.”
Moser said that what he loved most about coaching was the “day-to-day contact with the kids. Games were fun and important, but I had a lot more fun with actually practicing and being around the kids, without the pressure that comes in a game.”
So it’s no surprise that he still shows up for Dodger practices under Nik, who said, “Dad is at the majority of our practices. He’s around, a coach but not on the staff, he still talks to kids, watching what we do, giving me advice, but from a distance. I don’t think you ever take the coaching out of him. A lot of things I do that my dad did, and a lot of things I do that he didn’t do.
“One of the things that stood out to me is how many relationships he had with people for years and years after playing with him and coaching with him. After learning and being in the family for a while, that’s just what we do, part of being a coach and teacher, do whatever you can for the kids. Do it without anyone knowing. Sometimes that’s kind of the best gratitude you can get.”
In a bit of deja vu, Nik will be coaching his oldest son Sam III when he is a sophomore this coming season at FDSH. He was on the freshman team as a safety last fall.
When Nik was playing at Iowa State, his parents purchased a conversion van so they could more comfortably travel to Cyclone games in Ames and on the road. They have continued that same passion by being there for the activities of their grandchildren. Sam and Sharon also enjoy golf and an annual trip to Arizona for a couple weeks each winter.
It comes as no surprise that sports are a big part of the lives of the eight Moser grandchildren.
Julie and Tjeran’s daughter, Lehr, was an outstanding swimmer at FDSH and Iowa State, and now, at 25, works for a company in Grimes, TAAG Companies, as its director of impact reporting. Their son, Asle, 22, will be starting his fifth year at Iowa State this fall playing football for the Cyclones and earning two degrees.
Jill and Ryan have three children: Teague, a senior who plans to attend Wisconsin-Oshkosh to play football and earn a teaching and coaching degree; Mara, a sophomore who is on the girls’ wrestling team as well as volleyball and track, and Lyla, an eighth grader, who plays volleyball, runs track and is involved in show choir.
Nik and Katie have three boys — Sam III, a freshman at FDSH; Lou, a sixth grader, and Mack, a fifth grader. All three are involved in football, wrestling and track.
Perhaps no one outside the Moser family has a longer history with them than Matt Miller, who was an assistant in football and track during Moser’s entire tenure before succeeding him as head football coach, a position he held for the next 16 years. When Nik and Katie moved to Fort Dodge in 2008, he immediately hired Nik as an assistant — and when Miller retired in 2019, Nik succeeded him as head coach.
“First thing that comes to mind about Sam is a caring leader,” he said. “Sam and Sharon have touched the lives of thousands of kids, caring about what happens in their lives.
“I have known Sam since the early ’70s when he got his first job at Aurelia. He taught seventh grade English and coached high school football and middle school basketball. I was fortunate enough to be on his seventh-grade basketball team. I looked at him as the John Wooden of basketball. Sam and Sharon were good friends with my parents and our relationship grew from there. I know there are so many student-athletes who are now adults who are better people because of the values and compassion they learned from both Sam and Sharon.
“I was lucky enough to get a job with the Fort Dodge school system later in the summer about two weeks before school started. Sam was a big reason I landed in Fort Dodge. Over the next 30-plus years, I was fortunate enough to learn more than X&Os from Sam — a lot of it was how to handle student-athletes with the kind of caring that made everyone who was around him feel good about themselves.”
Outside of sports, Sam and Sharon served as reception hosts when Miller and his wife, Staci, were married. Staci and Matt were hosts when Nik and Katie were married. And this summer, Nik and Katie will serve as hosts when the Millers’ daughter, Tehya, is married to former Dodger wrestler Cayd Lara.
“The families have been close for a long time,” Miller said.
APR 6, 2024
PAUL STEVENS
stevens.spotlight@gmail.com
By PAUL STEVENS
The seeds of Eddie Micus’ love of poetry were sown in a small green house on Second Avenue South in Fort Dodge where he grew up with his four siblings whose mother memorized poems from her own childhood.
But it was two decades into his life and 8,000 miles away, in a jungle in Vietnam, when his poetry developed a soul – but at no small cost to the 23-year-old Army infantryman. He was severely wounded in the abdomen by an enemy’s rounds while saving two fellow soldiers, an act of heroism that earned him the Bronze Star and the Purple Heart.
It was a soul that produced poetry like this, which he titled “M-16 Round”:
Little gymnast, how you spin,
how the flesh applauds
when you tumble in,
ricochet off bone,
you’re a perfect ten.
One blink in an ambushed eye
and you’re already there.
You’re the quiet
in the dead boy’s ear.
Micus’ war poetry was an important part of a legacy remembered by his family, friends and his former colleagues at Minnesota State University, Mankato, who mourn his death Feb. 10 at the age of 80. His former wife, Fort Dodge native Jean Laufersweiler Fortune, said he died of cardiomyopathy. Like most veterans with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, she said, “the hypervigilance, over-activity of the mind and nervous system, and sleep disorder are so hard on the heart.”
Fortune said he battled PTSD throughout his life but that “his writing kept him alive and his children kept him alive. He learned to cope with depression. When you know you have to take care of your children, you don’t take your life, you continue on. Eddie was writing poetry as long as I knew him. He had a way of looking at everything through different lenses. He would see as I would never see.”
“He did not speak of the war a lot, never bragged about it,” said Holly Dodge, a poet and an adjunct professor in Minnesota State’s English Department and someone Micus mentored early in her career. “I feel it defined his writing. It was a way of unpacking and unraveling things he saw and dealt with. I know the war haunted him. That’s why his poetry is so dynamic. He had a fragile sensibility for the way he wrote about things. He never played a victim of those things, he never wore his tragedies like a badge. When I asked him once where he kept his Purple Heart, he said, ‘I don’t know.'”
His first book, “The Infirmary,” based on his experiences growing up in Fort Dodge and his service in Vietnam, which included the poem “M-16 Round,” was awarded the 2008 Stan and Tom Wick Poetry Prize from Kent State University in Ohio. In the foreword by Stephen Dunn, acclaimed American poet and winner of a Pulitzer Prize, Dunn called it “a rarity, a mature debut, a first book of poems with time-tested virtues” and said Micus’ Vietnam poems “will take their places among the very best war poems.” Micus also wrote a book, “Landing Zones,” a collection of short stories.
Edward Kelly Micus was born Jan. 23, 1944, 20 minutes before his twin brother, Bill. Their sister Maureen Micus Crisick recalled that “when kids teased him about being so much smaller than Bill, Eddie would say, ‘Yes, but I’m older.'”
As a single mother in their home, across from Sacred Heart Catholic Church and since demolished, Ruth Flattery Micus raised five children – Annamarie, twin brothers Ed and Bill, Maureen, and Mary Beth. Four were born in Chicago and Mary Beth was born in Fort Dodge. As a single mother, Ruth supported the family working as a secretary at Fort Dodge Laboratories. Her brother was District Court Judge Edward J. Flattery, who died in 1999.
The parents and grandparents of Ruth Flattery were pioneer farmers in the Fort Dodge area. She attended a two-room country school and was exposed to poetry when her mother Anna (who married Michael Flattery at Sacred Heart Church in 1905) would clip poems published in the Fort Dodge Messenger and put them into a booklet. Ruth was married to Edward Vincent Micus.
Crisick said their mother “was from the old school, the days of recitation. She had memorized those poems — Tennyson, Edgar Allen Poe and others — while on the farm. When she had her own family, she was always reciting those poems from memory. Eddie said we grew up in iambic pentameter. That was my mother’s style. ‘Oh mom,’ we’d say, ‘stop that, we’re on the 40th verse’.”
In a 2014 interview with the Mankato Free Press, Micus said he began writing poetry while a teenager and that his mother would recite poetry as she rolled out pie dough, which helped instill a love of language in her son.
“I can still hear her voice in my head,” he said.
All five Micus children graduated from St. Edmond High School and three of them — Eddie, Bill and Maureen — were graduates of Minnesota State University, Mankato, then called Mankato State University.
Annamarie Duncan lives in Denver, Maureen Micus Crisick and her husband William live in Walnut Creek, California, and Mary Beth Hollenbeck Kelly and her husband Robert live in Ridgway, Colorado. Like her brother, Maureen is a published poet and is also founder of the Moroccan Angels Project that helps further the education of girls in need in that north Africa country.
Eddie’s twin brother Bill died in 2020; he attended Minnesota State on a football scholarship, and it was a football injury that made him ineligible for the military draft.
“When Eddie was in Vietnam,” Maureen said, “Bill would have nightmares of fighting in the trench, being next to his twin brother.”
Recalled Dennis Lawler, who graduated from St. Edmond a year after Bill and Eddie and played football with Bill: “Bill was an excellent football player and, in today’s vernacular, he was ‘cut,’ although I don’t think he ever lifted weights. Eddie was significantly smaller than his twin brother, and he wasn’t a jock. He always had a smirky smile, as though he knew something you didn’t know. Everyone liked Eddie. His eyes twinkled.”
After graduating from St. Edmond in 1962, Micus held a series of jobs before his draft notice arrived and he was inducted into the Army in 1966. He told his sister Maureen at the time, “I’m just as deserving to go as the next guy.”
He got orders for Vietnam and arrived there on Valentine’s Day 1967 as an infantryman in the 12th Cavalry Division. On Nov. 7, 1967, he was point man in a rifle platoon that was dropped by helicopter to help another platoon under fire. He moved through heavy enemy fire to reach and carry to safety two of his wounded comrades. Micus took rifle wounds to his abdomen and suffered numerous shrapnel wounds. He was medevaced to a field hospital and then flown to Japan and later to Fitzsimons Army Medical Center in Denver for surgeries. He was awarded the Bronze Star and Purple Heart for his actions.
Micus married Jean Laufersweiler in 1969 in Maryville, Missouri., where they attended Northwest Missouri State University. Their first date was in 1966 in Chicago, where Jean was attending Mundelein College, a double-date arranged by Jean’s sister Ann and Jim Tornabane (who later married). Micus was drafted a short time later and the two corresponded by letter during his Army service. Jean got word of his injury through his mother.
When his treatment at Fitzsimons Hospital was completed, Micus enrolled at Northwest Missouri State and he and Jean were married there.. He earned a bachelor’s degree in English and she completed her teaching degree. They moved to Minnesota where they both taught classes – Eddie teaching English, Jean teaching art – in the small towns of Storden-Jeffers and New Ulm.
They had three sons: Edward Nathan, who died in a car accident when he was 19, on the day of his father’s and uncle’s birthday; Mark Micus and his wife Judy of Oak Grove, Minnesota., and William F. Micus of Mankato. Ed and Jean divorced in 1980 but, Jean said, “continued to share our children…we still had to co-parent.” They were divorced while teaching in New Ulm and both moved to Mankato to attend Mankato State.
Micus loved to fish, Fortune recalled: “He and I used to fish small farm ponds when we were at Northwest Missouri State. He taught his three sons how to fish. He and his brother Bill fished together. Mostly, people talk about his writing, but he also loved the outdoors.”
His earliest poems were “terrible,” he told the Mankato Free Press. But when he returned from Vietnam, he turned to poetry to help process his feelings. “I felt almost an obligation to write about it,” he said. “I felt that I was luckier than many veterans in terms of dealing with post-war trauma, and I felt obliged to write about it. For me, poetry was the best genre to do that.
“The Vietnam stuff is narrative. I like to think it’s objective. Much of it deals with unpleasant circumstances and unpleasant emotions. It deals with the realities of war. Many people don’t want to re-experience that war. A lot of people don’t care to hear about Vietnam anymore. I can understand their feelings…It’s the damnedest thing. Sometimes I feel I have to write about the war. But on the other hand, there’s a part of me that wants to leave it alone for a while…I try not to write these war poems…I sit down to write a love poem or something lyrical and if the damn thing doesn’t turn into a war poem.”
In 1988 Micus was appointed assistant director for the Center for Academic Success at Minnesota State and worked there about 20 years. He also taught classes for the English department, including composition, creative writing and fiction writing. He earned a master of arts degree in creative writing in 1992.
Richard Robbins, who retired in 2021 after 37 years as a professor of English and creative writing at Minnesota State, first met Micus when Micus took his creative writing class.
“Vietnam was an experience that never left him, an experience that informed much of his writing, Robbins said. “But also poems about Iowa and Minnesota, living in the middle of America and the value of small towns and what he saw in the war.
“His legacy is certainly in the literary world, but on a more personal level he worked at the Center for Academic Success, helping students who needed help in their studies. He was just able to reach some people to get them over hump. He had a great sense of humor. He never forgot the people he left behind in the war, or the people he knew in Iowa and Minnesota.”
Richard Meyer, who was a friend of Micus for 50 years, from the time when both taught in New Ulm, shared these thoughts:
“Eddie faced difficult and hard times in his life, but through it all he maintained his resilience, humor and creative talent. He was a friend to many and a mentor to aspiring writers. He had an engaging sense of humor. His conversation was filled with wit and clever wordplay.
“He wrote powerfully about the human condition — about its sorrows and tragedies, but also about the mystery, love and hope we find in life. He was adept at putting the best words in the best order for artistic and emotional effect. He understood that language is a magical gift. That through the careful and effective use of words we can better understand ourselves, others and the world. His poetry opens us to empathy.”
Fortune said a celebration of Micus’ life will be held at a date and place to be determined.
The photo shows, from left: Veronica and Arthur Christensen, owners of House of Hits, and sister-in-law Kate Christensen in early 1970s.
By PAUL STEVENS
House of Hits. Musicland. Co-Op Tapes and Records. Brownies. Next Door.
If the Baby Boomers among us, or our children or grandchildren, have any vinyl 45s or albums in their possession, it’s likely some of those records may have been purchased at one of those Fort Dodge record stores.
“Record stores in the ’50s, ’60s and ’70s were the Starbucks of their time,” recalled Keith Brown, long a part of the city’s music scene. “It was the gathering place for finding and purchasing new music. It’s where everyone hung out.
“Places like House of Hits allowed you to bring the 45 or album into a tiny booth with a small record player and listen to a bit of the song before purchasing. The smell of vinyl was strong when you entered the store. I still recall that smell to this day.”
Music long has been part of the city’s DNA – the home of the Karl King Municipal Band, garage bands, the Laramar and nationally known artists it attracted, numerous Iowa Rock and Roll Music Association Hall of Famers including Brown and the most recent inductee – Melanie Rosales, studios like West Minst’r Sound that recorded top artists, vibrant high school musicals, musical director Larry Mitchell…and more.
None of the record stores that once attracted generations of Fort Dodgers has survived, but their memories shine brightly.
Six decades removed, vinyl is fresh in the mind of Fort Dodge native Steve Dapper, who recalls the House of Hits listening booths as if only yesterday:
“I was mainly into 45s and could remember the color of the labels,” he said. “A green one was ‘La Bamba,’ flip side ‘Oh Donna’ by Ritchie Valens. Also, had a Ricky Nelson album with him in a yellow sweater. Tragically they both died on plane crashes.”
After the first record players were introduced, recorded music was sold primarily through department stores, electronics stores and mail-order catalogs, but as its popularity grew, dedicated record stores began to emerge. Music came primarily in two formats: one was the 12-inch, 33-rpm record, while the other was the 45-rpm, 7-inch single.
Art and Veronica Christensen opened House of Hits at 1108 Central Ave. and had ready-made help in the form of their 14 children, who all worked there during their high school years, said one of their sons, Terry Christensen of Hinton, near Sioux City.
“In the 1940s and early ’50s, my dad’s business was in jukeboxes, pinball machines, pool tables and other entertainment machines,” he said. “People started buying record players, but no one sold records and so people came to my dad for records. He started with just one counter containing records. He hired my older sister Teresa to sell records and before long she couldn’t keep up with the number of customers and supply of new records. From there the record business grew until he was making more money selling records than his jukebox and entertainment machines were making. He added record players, stereos, TV and radios. At one time there was an article written that he had the largest record store in the state of Iowa.
“He let people listen to the record before they bought it,” he added. “The House of Hits became a high school hangout. He should have started selling hamburgers and milkshakes with the kids listening to records. He had my mom come into the business as a secretary and sales clerk. My dad always said she was the best free help he ever had.”
During the 1960s, Kirk Van Gundy was one of the record store’s best customers.
“When I was 8, I bought my first record from House of Hits,” he said. “It was a 45, ‘Stood Up’ by Ricky Nelson. On the flip side, ‘Waiting in School.'”
He was such a regular customer that he could make special record orders without the normally required deposit. He also bought records at Luke’s variety store and S.S. Kresges.
Today, Van Gundy’s home in Adel is a repository for thousands of records, CDs and cassette tapes, with most of his collection in 45s. Kirk Van Gundy and his brother, Scott, owned Martin’s Flag Co. in Fort Dodge, succeeding their father in 1975 and operating it until they sold the business in 2013. The new owner moved it to Valley Junction. Scott Van Gundy still lives in Fort Dodge.
Speaking of collectors, Fort Dodge native Mark Mittelstadt, now of Tucson, owns an instrument that was the predecessor to vinyl records.
“We inherited an antique Edison Home Phonograph that apparently my grandfather received as payment for repairing someone’s TV or radio in the Fort Dodge area,” he said. “It came with approximately 30 cylinders (most of which by the time we got them had deteriorated, broken, disintegrated) but I’m guessing someone back then could buy them in the Fort Dodge area. Apparently, you can still order cylinders online.”
House of Hits went out of business in the early 1970s and today, the location at 1108 Central Ave. is home to Mary Kay’s Gifts & Home Décor-Merle Norman Cosmetics, operated by Mary Kay Daniel whose father, John, operates Daniel Pharmacy two doors away.
Back in the day, you could buy a 45-rpm record for less than a dollar and an album for $4 to $6, said Paul Dreasler, who worked at Musicland at the Mall and Sound World. Brown said record stores blossomed with many more types of releases and playback formats (cassettes, 8-track tapes, reel to reel tapes) and used records could be a more affordable option to the price of a new release.
“In Fort Dodge by the early ’70s there were several places to buy records,” Dreasler said. “Mall stores like Penneys, Younkers, Sears, Woolworth all sold some 45s and albums. By the mid-70’s we also had Co-Op Tapes and Records. Musicland had the better selection, but we got beat sometimes on price. We had most genres, a good rock section, country, religious, orchestra/vocal groups, classical and jazz. We sold mostly rock. Jazz and classical got a bit dusty.”
Katherine Etzel was an employee of Co-Op Tapes and Records, working for owner Mike Cotant, now deceased. Today she is an artist herself, living in New York City where she is a recording engineer, producer and songwriter who in 2008 launched a band called Bobtown – named after the Fort Dodge neighborhood by that name.
“It was the early ’80s,” she recalled, “and at 18 years old, with my polite manners and Top 40 pedigree, I was seemingly not a good fit for our edgy music hub and head shop, located on First Avenue North near Eighth Street.
“I was a fish out of water when it came to the bongs, one-hits, and feather-adorned roach clips in the display cases, but I was a natural when it came to the records and tapes,” she said. “Customers wandering into the store would find me singing along unabashedly to whatever I was spinning on the turntable at the moment. Little did I know at the time that later music would become my life.
“These were the days before the digital era, and, at least while I worked there, before the trend of featuring every release at listening stations. Instead, Mike would sift through new content on ‘Release Day’–a big day for both staff and customers when new music would arrive–curating albums for us to play in-store. We received a few promotional copies, but Mike would also open artists that he was simply curious about, and he’d graciously accommodate most anyone who asked to hear a record that had not been opened for in-store play, even though the practice likely ate into his profits. Like me, Mike was all about the music.”
Brown said the record stores were a special place for him and fellow musicians.
“There was a huge feeling of satisfaction when you could walk into a record store and either hear your record being played or see it displayed on the wall with maybe a poster of your band,” he said. “It was an achievement that had been realized after long hours of practice, performance and travel.
“If you were lucky enough to have your record played on the radio, your engagements became more financially successful,” he added. “Your crowds would be bigger, and your image promoted as ‘having made it.'”
In the summer of 1970, Dave Hearn was co-manager with Dave Cottrell of Next Door, a music store that was a branch of the head shop Purple Peddler located on Central Avenue. Both were owned by Steve Farr.
“We got to pick the albums we sold,” Hearn said. “We were both song writers and had a rather developed taste in rock music. We didn’t have huge stock but enough to be open. Albums like The James Gang Rides Again (led by Joe Walsh before he joined the Eagles); the Beach Boys’ Surf’s Up. The Pretty Things’ Parachute. These would be called alternative rock today.”
Hearn played keyboard in a band called the Hawks, which signed with Columbia Records, and was inducted into the Iowa Rock and Roll Music Association Hall of Fame. He kept his music passion alive while working as an optician for 32 years for Dr. Jeff Foreman. Retired for five years, the Fort Dodge resident still plays the keyboard and records music – with nine solo albums released.
The ending was cast for record stores with the Internet bringing forth Amazon and iTunes – with their two-day delivery and usually cheaper prices. Many independent record stores went out of business. Large chains like Musicland, Record Town and Camelot closed stores or simply did not renew leases.
Today, Fort Dodge has a Central Avenue music store – Rieman Music, one of six Iowa stores owned by the Des Moines-based company. It is located on a site previously occupied by Mid-Bell Music Co. Its education consultant, Jon Merritt, said the store sells musical instruments – anything band- or orchestra-related to about 30 school districts in northwest Iowa but does not sell records or consumer electronics.
“We sell guitars, sound systems, amplifiers, keyboards, pianos – 95 percent of the pianos we sell are digital, not acoustic,” he said.
Vinyl has made a comeback with vintage record stores popping up in larger cities and some new artists once again releasing their product on a vinyl format. Many of these vintage stores sell both new releases and used records as well.
Zzz Records on Ingersoll Avenue in Des Moines was opened in 2000 by Nate Niceswanger, who has two local ties: he is a native of Somers who graduated from Prairie Valley High School in Gowrie and he is a cousin to the late Gail Niceswanger, longtime speech and drama teacher at Fort Dodge Senior High School for whom its theater is named.
“Ours is an old-fashioned record store, vinyl records – new, used and collectibles – account for 80 percent of our sales,” he said. “Vinyl albumsare very popular. What’s collectible now has changed. When I started out, people were going crazy for Elvis and Buddy Holly and Jerry Lee Lewis but as that crowd got older, it changed – an Elvis album I once sold for $15 now goes for $4. A lot of artists from the ’50s and ’60s used to be very collectible, but have fallen out of favor and now those from the ’70s and ’80s are very big. The biggest surprise to me – I never thought the younger crowd – those in their 30s and 20s and even junior high – would be interested in records. But they’re buying record players and vinyl.”
Record stores in cities the size of Des Moines have a much greater chance of survival, he said. “I’m in an area of a half million people. But I get people coming here from all over the area. Record buyers are a very dedicated group. They’re not afraid to travel.”
Keith Brown believes there’s room for both vinyl and digital.
“I love the smell of vinyl,” he said. “I love the size of album jackets and their wonderful art. I like to listen to vinyl. But the convenience of digital formats makes it so easy to play, send, copy, share, maintain and archive. I’ll continue to embrace both formats – analog (for the past) and digital (for the future.)
By PAUL STEVENS
The Civil War veteran who is considered founder of the Fort Dodge Public Library could be forgiven for not envisioning that 150 years later, it would feature far more than hard-cover books, to wit: eBooks, eAudiobooks, magazines, comics and graphic novels, movies and TV shows, and music.
Or that Capt. W.H. Johnston’s creation — first housed in the office of his Fort Dodge law practice – would one day evolve into a gathering place for all the community — a focal point unlike any other public or private institution in the city.
Rita Schmidt, director of the Fort Dodge Public Library, believes he would be gobsmacked by the technological and educational offerings provided to residents today, but also would be pleased that the focal point centers on good old-fashioned books.
“I personally don’t think the desire to crack open a book and flip through its pages will ever go away,” Schmidt said. “For many people there is something comforting, reassuring and exciting about opening a book and then getting lost in its pages. And honestly, there is nothing better than sharing a children’s picture book in all of its full-color glory. Whether it’s your child, grandchild, niece, nephew or someone else important in your life, it’s a great way to spend time relaxing, bonding and experiencing the joys of reading.
“For many in our community, our library is a place they can come to for their recreational reading needs, to check out DVDs because they don’t have cable or the Internet and they want something to watch, to find answers to questions they have, to learn something new, to participate in one of our many programs for people of all ages and abilities, to use a computer or WIFI, to scan, copy and/or fax documents, to find a quiet place to hang out, to get warm or stay cool, or to just feel less alone. These are the things that make us an essential part of Fort Dodge and why we do what we do.
“Movements, ideas, programs, technology, and a million other things will continue to change over time, but our library will remain a valued and important part of our community because we provide a welcoming space where our citizens can get connected, satisfy their curiosity and learn more about their place within the global community. Simple as that.”
In total agreement is a man heavily invested in Fort Dodge history, Roger Natte, who grew up in Sibley, where “the library was books, that was it, period,”:
“You go to the (Fort Dodge) library today, you find diversity – Black people, those with Hispanic or Asian background, people with special needs – every day they are there,” he said. “The population mixture is very interesting. There’s not a place in town with that much of a mix of people.”
In 1865, Capt. Johnston lost a leg fighting in the Civil War. He studied law at Wabash College in Indiana where he met two men with Fort Dodge ties who encouraged him to come to the city of about 3,400 to practice law. He later was appointed to the deputy clerkship of the U.S. District Court for the Northern District of Iowa, central division, at Fort Dodge, an office he held for many years.
At the time of the Civil War, Fort Dodge had what was called the Athenaeum, a private group of educated local leaders who got together to share their books and discuss ideas. In 1870 they offered to support a library and transfer their collection of books and journals. Johnston joined the group – and what he founded in 1874 was far different than today’s public library. His was a private library association that was housed in a small library and reading room in his office – which likely was just blocks from the library’s present-day location on the City Square.
“It was typical of those days in New England, when libraries were subscription libraries, with paid membership dues,” Natte said. “Such libraries got their start in Britain; public libraries as we know them today were non-existent.
“The library was an early fit in what the leaders of the community were interested in. We don’t think of Fort Dodge as being a place of other than pioneer farmers, but the first library was aimed at people educated in the East, who were used to reading Shakespeare and attending concerts.”
Johnston’s influence was statewide. He was one of the founders of the Iowa State Library Association and served as its president. He was honorary president at the time of his death in 1911.
The appetite for a public library, open to all, grew to the point that in 1890, the first free public library was opened in Fort Dodge. Nine years later, a group of citizens began planning for a much larger building to house the growing collection of books, among them Martha Haskell, Webb Vincent, O.M. Oleson and George Ringland.
Shortly after its fundraising campaign, the group learned that a larger sum of money might be available from Andrew Carnegie and his Carnegie Foundation. Carnegie, who made his fortune in the steel industry in Pittsburgh, was a nationally known philanthropist who made grants to help communities across the nation construct public libraries.
Two prominent Fort Dodgers who lived in Washington D.C., George Roberts, director of the U. S. Mint, and M. D. O’Connell, U.S. solicitor general, were asked to personally contact Carnegie with the city’s request. On Christmas Day 1900, Roberts and O’Connell telegraphed the mayor of Fort Dodge announcing that Carnegie had approved $30,000 for the construction of a new public library building.
The architect for the new building at 605 First Ave. N. was Henry Koch of Minneapolis, and construction was done by Northern Building Co. of Davenport – the same architect and construction company hired for the new Webster County Courthouse being constructed at the same time. The stone for the new building came in rough from the Black Hills Stone Co., then was smoothed and fashioned on the construction grounds by cutters. The total cost: $47,293.
The Carnegie Library was formally dedicated on Oct. 12, 1903. But from the beginning, the building had one major flaw — a roof that leaked, causing interior damage and staining. Eventually, the best cure was determined to be the addition of a second story, a change allowed for in the original plans in the event more space might be needed. The second-story addition was opened to the public on Oct. 6, 1930.
The addition afforded the library with more space than needed and in November 1930, it was decided that the west room in the basement could be used as a museum to collect and preserve data and relics pertaining to Fort Dodge and Webster County history. As the collection expanded, so did the need for more space. In 1934, the adjoining hall was used for the museum and later in 1937, with $1,000 donated by Alice Granger, another room was renovated for additional historical relic exhibit space. The museum remained in those quarters until 1964 when the Fort Museum was established.
The library remained in the Carnegie building until 2001, when it moved into its present-day building at 424 Central Ave., on the City Square. Accessibility, structural and wiring issues in the proud old building necessitated the change. The construction cost of the new library was $5.2 million. The Carnegie building later was purchased privately, and the interior was renovated for use as apartments.
“We have a fabulous location, the square is pretty much our front yard,” said Schmidt, a Sioux City native who joined the library staff in 1992 and became director in 2016. “Soon to be close by us is the Webster County Conservation River’s Edge Discovery Center, right along the river.”
That project, a joint venture of the county and city, includes a 13,000-square-foot Nature Center building that will focus on Iowa’s water resources; its exhibits will cover the water cycle, wetlands, glaciers, rivers and streams. The project is expected to be completed by July 2024.
Today, the Fort Dodge Public Library houses 86,000 physical items – the majority of them (74,000) books, Schmidt said.
“The secret of a good collection is making sure you keep it fresh, keep it current, “ she said. “We order books every month.”
It has 11,000 audio and visual items.
In the 2023 calendar year, about 63,000 people used the library and about 12,000 visited its web site — https://www.fortdodgelibrary.org/ – which was renovated in December. More than 80,000 physical items – books, audiobooks, DVDs — were checked out.
Young people are targeted through a variety of reading programs. Schmidt said, “This last summer, we had a cooperative Lego building table. When kids check out a book, they get a couple Legos to add to build a city. The kids added 20,400 Legos to the table.”
Other successful programs involved the use of dinosaur puppets and blowing giant bubbles on the square. More than 1,200 children took part in last summer’s reading programs.
There are two touch tables in the Children’s Department that allow kids to play educational games by themselves, with family members or with other kids who happen to wander by and ask if they can join in.
“Our touch tables are very popular and a great way for parents and grandparents to bond with their kids or grandkids in new and fun ways,” Schmidt said.
After Fort Dodge schools began providing students with computers, she said, “we saw fewer kids using us for their homework needs. To help encourage them to use us for their recreational needs, we added new formats like manga and graphic novels and services and tech that encourage learning.”
The library building is the office home to the Karl King Municipal Band, the Webster County Historical Society, the Webster County Genealogical Society and the Friends of the Fort Dodge Public Library – which operates a bookstore that sells used books and other items, with profits going to the library. The library has two meeting rooms – one with a capacity of 95 that is used by groups including Girl Scout troops, a local quilters group and a number of nonprofit agencies, as well as a room with capacity of 16.
“We do serve as cooling and warming spot for people who are unhoused,” Schmidt said. “We have patrons we see on a regular basis who come down and chat for five or 10 minutes, may be living alone and like that contact.”
The library has 16 computers with Internet access and productivity software for anyone to use and six workstations with educational games for kids. WiFi is available within the building and outside around the City Square. There is no fee to get a library card initially, Schmidt said, “but if you lose it and need to get it replaced, we do charge $1. If it’s just so beat up from use that it needs to be replaced, we don’t charge for a new one.”
The library’s total operating income for the past fiscal year was $1.14 million, with government funding $900,000 of that amount, Schmidt said. It has a staff of eight full-time employees and four part-time staff and is open six days a week. Other funding comes from the library’s own foundation, the Catherine Vincent Deardorf Foundation, the Friends of the Library Foundation and the Hillesland Trust. The library operations are overseen by a five-person board of trustees who are appointed by the mayor and confirmed by the City Council.
Like most libraries, the library has added downloadable content including eBooks, eAudiobooks, magazines, comics and graphic novels, movies and TV shows, and music.
“While we continue to see use of our downloadable content increase,” Schmidt said, “this past fiscal year patrons checked out 51,000-plus more physical items (books, magazines, audio CDs, DVDs – a healthy number of DVDs, over 10,000 checkouts of DVD movies, TV shows, documentaries) than they downloaded. There are a number of reasons for this, including people not having access to inexpensive, reliable Internet, but another, more simple answer is that many of our patrons enjoy the experience of visiting the library, browsing the shelves for a good book, checking it out, and then actually holding it while reading.
“It’s amazing, even though we have all these electronic possibilities, books are still an important part of a community. I don’t think it’s ever going to change. During the pandemic, more people were reading books for pleasure and leisure than they had in the past. They are continuing that trend, wanting escapism and taking in different worlds, different ideas, through books."
EDITOR’S NOTE: 10 years have passed since the originator of this Messenger Spotlight column, Editor Walter B. Stevens, passed away. His Spotlight legacy has been continued by his son, who salutes the legacy of his dad.)
By PAUL STEVENS
When I told my Dad that I was taking a buyout from The Associated Press at the age of 62, he paused and said, “You’re a slacker.”
It mattered not that I had logged 36 years with the news agency. I should have known. This was a guy who worked at The Messenger into his 80s and wrote more than 1,000 Spotlight columns that no doubt impacted many who are reading this column. Heck, he was just getting into fourth gear at age 62 – my age when I retired in 2009.
If I were to get a phone call today from Walter B. Stevens, editor of The Heavenly Messenger since leaving our world 10 years ago, I would tell him, “Dad, I’m not really slacking off. Really!”
I’ve been publishing a daily newsletter for some 1,800 AP retirees and news industry friends for the past 10 years. I started it not long after you died in your room at Friendship Haven at the age of 96, just after your best buddy and fellow World War II veteran Al Habhab had visited you, and two years after Mom (Ruth Stevens) passed away.
And eight years ago, I was invited by Larry Bushman, your friend and former Messenger publisher (yep, The Messenger here on Earth), to resurrect the Spotlight column you wrote for 27 years. I know, I know, you wrote your Spotlight on a weekly basis and penned more than 1,000 columns. Mine appears monthly – and to date, I’ve done almost 100. Did I hear you whisper “slacker”???
And Dad, I’m also getting my exercise by playing tennis several times a week, continuing with a sport that you played Saturday mornings at the Dodger Courts and wowed your opponents with your wicked slice serve. All three of your kids took up the sport – Jan (retired second-grade teacher of 45 years in Cherokee and a longtime girls high school tennis coach) and Dave (retired senior associate dean at the University of North Carolina business school) and me.
You know, tennis, the sport that helped get you your first newspaper job in Hartington, Nebraska, when you hit around with the editor of the Cedar County News in the middle of the Great Depression. I never did ask you if you let him win in order to get a reporter’s job. Dad, you still there?
Me, you’ll recall that I got into the newspaper business at the ripe old age of 10, delivering the afternoon Messenger door to door on my bike and on foot. (And perhaps unbeknownst to you and Mom, spending my earnings Saturday mornings at the Hobby Shop, at the top of Central Avenue.) I passed on Route 46 to brother Dave and then at age 15 started working in the sports department for Bob Brown, coming in to the second-floor newsroom at 713 Central Ave. on Friday nights to take football and basketball scores from the Messengerland area and write brief stories – on a typewriter! – for Saturday’s edition. Dave did the same thing – as did many other graduates of the Bob Brown School of Sports Writing, including Julie Moser Thorson, CEO of your home for your last 10 years of life, Friendship Haven.
Oh yeah, I worked three summers as the replacement for vacationing news staff. So did Jan, a proofreader one summer. From that era of the ’60s, two survive today: Fred Larson, staff photographer who’s one of the most popular people at Friendship Haven (and subject of a past Spotlight), and Marty McCarty, a reporter and editor then, from Emmetsburg, who’s a friend here in Kansas City and coaches aspiring book authors. My first Messenger byline was at age 16 – and I still get the same high 60 years later when I see my byline in print (and online). Slacker? Really?
Newspapering coursed through my veins, thanks to you, Dad, and I worked for the Tri-Crown at St. Edmond High School (with the O’Leary twins Bill and Jim, Bill Hood, Maureen Micus, Michaeleen Deaner, Larry Underburg) and the Panther Prowl at Fort Dodge Community College (with editors and twins Sally and Sheri Jackowell). It was at community college where I had the good fortune to meet a nursing student named Linda Saul. Our first date was Homecoming 1965 and she was elected homecoming queen. I wish you and Mom had been around this past June 15 when we celebrated the 55th anniversary of our wedding at Corpus Christi Church (where you were a member and usher for 60 years).
Those news genes I inherited from you continued strong when I left Fort Dodge for the University of Iowa, where my schedule adviser, Professor John Bremner, told me he knew and respected longtime Messenger City Editor Karl Haugen. I wrote sports stories on the Hawkeyes (including Ed Podolak in football, Fort Dodge’s own Tom Chapman in basketball) for Bob Brown, the Daily Iowan and the AP, and covered Regina High School for the Press-Citizen. When I joined the Air Force after graduation. I was editor of newspapers at bases in Little Rock, Arkansas., and Langley, Virginia,, during four years of service. You have me there, Dad, with your 33 months of combat in World War II.
Post-USAF, you’ll recall my Fort Dodge ties continued at the University of Kansas, where my master’s thesis was a history of The Messenger. I did much of my research at the old Public Library on First Avenue North. Years later, in 2006, when the newspaper celebrated its 150th anniversary, you and I collaborated to publish a book on its history that included some of that research. And Bob Brown wrote a chapter on sports – including what he called his favorite luncheon-speech story, on how I pitched for the FDCC baseball team and also covered its games for The Messenger and in one road game threw a no-hitter. He recalled that I called him to ask how I should handle it and he told me, “Write it like you’d write about me throwing a no-hitter.” And he added, “I have often considered Bob Feller or Sandy Koufax were never afforded that honor of throwing a no-hitter and savored having their byline over the story the next morning.”
I still remember when I was first named an Associated Press chief of bureau, in Albuquerque, Dad, and how you wrote me a letter with thoughts from an editor’s perspective on how a bureau chief should conduct himself. It was more a lesson of life. Your Number One Rule: be a good listener. It has served me well in writing my own Spotlights. And I still have that letter.
You recall the story behind why I began calling you a Grumpy Old Editor? Let me refresh you. I was AP’s Kansas City bureau chief when I interviewed for a reporter’s opening someone who had worked for AP’s competition, UPI, when it served The Messenger. To break the ice, I asked him about his job in Iowa and whether he knew anyone at The Messenger. “Oh yes,” he replied, “they had a grumpy old editor there who never liked anything we did.” Call me too nice, but I never told the applicant he’d just insulted my father. He didn’t get the job.
You know how I enjoyed my Associated Press journey that took Linda and me – and our children Jenny, Molly and Jon – to assignments and new adventures in Albany, St. Louis, Wichita, Albuquerque, Indianapolis and, in 1984, Kansas City. Maybe that’s why I’m still doing a newsletter that reaches those AP friends all over the globe.
And I am proud to say I came from Fort Dodge, the city where I grew up, got my start in journalism and met the woman who’s my life partner. My hope is to continue to tell the story of the people and places of Fort Dodge and Webster County, past and present, through the Spotlight column for years to come. As I learned from you, everyone has a story.
I’ve felt privileged to look into the lives of my Spotlight subjects and tell their stories. Lots of unforgettable people in those interviews. Jane Burleson, the first Black to serve on the Fort Dodge City Council. Tom Goodman, a friend growing up, so bravely telling about the life of his son Tommy John weeks after his sudden death. Judge Al Habhab, Mr. Fort Dodge. Doug Slotten, a blind amputee injured in the Vietnam War who became a successful attorney. Members of the Maggio family telling about their remarkable late sister Rosalie. And even some subjects that couldn’t talk – Dodger Stadium and its storied history (my favorite lead, if these bricks could talk). The Blanden Memorial Art Museum. The High Bridge. Tom Thumb Drive-In.
One other Spotlight I did besides this one that was very personal: This past fall was the 24th anniversary of my annual pilgrimage to Iowa City to watch the Hawkeyes – one started with Iowa roommates Greg Sells and Paul Wright but which has grown to encompass others from St. Edmond – John Anderson, Steve Dapper, Mick Flaherty, Doug Goodrich, Jim Konvalinka, Frank Kopish, Denny Lawler, Mark McCarville, Pat O’Brien and Mike Tracy. Yes, I did a Spotlight on that tradition, too.
When I finish each Spotlight and hit the Send computer key to dispatch it to Messenger Editor Bill Shea, I raise a hand of thanks to the heavens with hope I told the story fairly and accurately and that it would have passed your muster.
Will I write this Spotlight column as long as you, Dad? I’ve got a lot of years to go. Slacking off, though? I think not. Hope you agree.
Was the remarkable life of Doug Slotten a matter of destiny or the random nature of life – like the feather that floats on a breeze in the movie Forrest Gump, prompting Forrest to observe, "I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we are all just floating around accidental like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both.”
Doug Slotten’s “feather” lifted him from his parents’ farm home in Barnum to the University of Iowa to the financial district of Chicago to the battlefields of Vietnam (where he lost his eyesight and half of his right leg) to law school at Arizona State University to a job with the federal government in Washington, D.C., and, one day in the near future, to his burial at Arlington National Cemetery.
Slotten died Sept. 29 of prostate cancer under hospice care at his home in Chevy Chase, Md., surrounded by family - his wife Elin, twin daughters Chelsi and Kirsten, sisters Deanna and Nancy, and brother Lyle. He was 76.
Less than a month after his death, the circle of life – and Doug’s first name - continued with the birth of the first grandchild for Elin and Doug - Maxwell Douglas Pavlovic, born Oct. 24 in San Francisco to daughter Kirsten and her husband Alex. “I think my dad would be super happy and proud,” Kirsten said. “Max has his chin (and mine!) and also his furrowed brow when he’s thinking really hard or displeased by something.”
It was a December day in 1970 when Army Sgt. Douglas Slotten stepped on a land mine while on a reconnaissance patrol in Vietnam, attached to the 101st Airborne. He was quickly evacuated to a hospital ship but doctors were unable to save his sight and were forced to amputate the lower half of his right leg.
Call it his destiny or the random nature of life, this much is true: the injuries changed the course of Slotten’s life and all the lives he touched for the next 53 years.
Slotten, a recipient of the Purple Heart, set out with resolve and courage on a future far removed from the farm where he grew up – a future that took him as a blind amputee to law school in Arizona, an impactful 45-year career with the Federal Communications Commission in the nation’s capital, and a marriage that in its 37 years produced twin daughters and the grandson who bears his name.
Slotten will be buried at Arlington National Cemetery, with a memorial stone in Iowa. Because of a backlog of burials at Arlington, his family expects it could take at least a year but plans to hold two memorial services, one in early 2024 at Christ Episcopal Church in Kensington, Md., and the other at the church of his childhood, Fulton Lutheran Church of Roelyn.
Heroes are buried at Arlington – and Slotten was a hero. But in a larger way than what happened to him in Vietnam.
“While many may see Douglas as a war hero, I see him as a life hero,” said his sister Deanna. “What makes him so special is not what happened to him in war, but rather what he did after that and how he did it. He was not bitter, didn't feel sorry for himself. Instead, he set about figuring out how to continue with the dreams he had and then pursued them with tenacity and great success. He truly overcame so many obstacles that would give most people pause, but remained ever humble and grateful for the life he had.”
The arrival of Veterans Day 2023 sparked a memory from daughter Chelsi:
“He used to come in our school classrooms to talk on Veterans Day on what he did in the Vietnam War,” she said. “One of the stories he would tell was being on a hospital ship after he was injured and an Army chaplain coming in to talk to him. The chaplain had a bit of a prepared speech on the meaning of life and such and started in on the speech. My dad interrupted and said, ‘You’re wasting your time. A lot of people say that. You don’t understand. I was lucky enough to be born in a free country. This was my price that I’m willing to pay so that my family can live in a free country.’ I don’t know if it ever occurred to him to feel bad or resentful. He didn’t let it define his life or purpose.”
Douglas Lee Slotten’s roots trace to a farm in Roelyn. He was born in Fort Dodge on Dec. 22, 1946, to Leo Russell Slotten and Evelyn Woods Slotten. He was the oldest of four children – including sisters Deanna Reifsteck of Elysian, Minn., and Nancy Randolph of Garden City, Kan., and brother Lyle Slotten of San Bernardino, Calif. Their maternal grandparents Nellie and Lewis Woods lived in Fort Dodge until their deaths. Their aunt Betty Slotten is a Fort Dodge resident.
When the family moved to another farm near Barnum, Doug commuted to Cedar Valley High School in Somers for his senior year and graduated in 1965. His siblings graduated from Northwest Webster High School. A classmate of Doug’s at Cedar Valley, Daryl Beall of Fort Dodge, said, “His classmates respected and admired him, but he made us feel a bit inadequate. He accomplished so much blind and with an artificial leg. Doug’s life and death and legacy are reminders that our days are numbered. We must celebrate every day we have on this earth.”
Slotten attended the University of Iowa and received a bachelor’s degree in accounting in 1969. Friends say his propensity at poker and ironing shirts for fellow students helped finance his education. He remained a dedicated Hawkeye sports fan, especially basketball, for the rest of his life.
His first job out of Iowa City was in Chicago with a major accounting firm, Ernst & Ernst (now known as Ernst & Young) but his employment was brief when he was drafted in August 1969. It was at Fort Des Moines where he met Paul Onerheim of Ottumwa, who would become a lifelong friend. Together, they attended Army basic training at Fort Polk, La., and then advanced infantry training. Slotten was promoted to sergeant (E-5) and after assignments in Georgia and Kansas got his orders for Vietnam. He shipped out Nov. 7, 1970.
Five weeks into Vietnam, he was with a reconnaissance platoon on Dec. 14, 1970, assigned to the 101st Airborne Division, that was landed by helicopter on a hilltop in hazardous territory north of Hue. “We were checking the area,” he recalled in a 1971 interview with the Des Moines Tribune. “I went off to one side, looking for signs of the enemy. Our group had found one mine. I found the second. I stepped on it.” Within an hour he was flown in a military helicopter to the USS Sanctuary, a Navy hospital ship, where he stayed 17 days. After spending New Years Eve at the Da Nang airport, he was flown to Walter Reed Hospital in Washington.
He was given home leave and returned to Iowa with crutches and a wheelchair. “It was a happy time and it was a hard time,” Slotten told Lois Johnson of The Messenger in a Nov. 5, 1971, interview. “It was harder for the folks than for me. I’d had a month to adjust. They hadn’t. I had ideas about how to function. They had to learn.”
He came to Fort Dodge during the week and stayed with his grandparents and walked daily from their home at 4 Johnson Place to downtown. “In this way,” he told the Messenger, “I can find out how people react to me. I get out and visit, mingle with people, go into stores and buy things and order meals in restaurants by myself. My success in these experiences will help decide my future.”
Slotten returned to Walter Reed – where he learned to read Braille - and then entered Hines Veterans Hospital in Chicago for intensive training in how to live as a blind person and how to walk with an artificial leg. He returned to the University of Iowa as a special student and took three courses, and remarkably, as a blind student, completed the fourth and final section of the Certified Public Accountant test – one he had failed earlier when sighted.
Slotten decided to pursue an earlier ambition of entering law school. He applied and was admitted to Arizona State University School of Law, becoming the first totally blind person to enter the law school. With a Braille typewriter and several tape recorders and living alone in a student-filled apartment complex in Tempe, he graduated cum laude and in August 1975 joined the Federal Communications Commission as an attorney and made the move to Washington – where he would live the rest of his life. Three years later, he was named Outstanding Handicapped Federal Employee of the Year. He commuted to work by bus and train for most of his career, before taking cabs and Ubers in his later years. He retired in 2021.
“In his years with the FCC, Doug became in essence a historian for the commission,” said his longtime friend Jim Kracht, a tax and finance attorney for Miami-Dade County for 37 years, and who is blind. “He’d been there so long, he knew the history, and he had an incredibly retentive mind. Doug’s great strength was being a good listener. Doug was not outgoing. He was very quiet but deliberate. And when he talked, you listened to him. He wouldn’t give you 200 words when 20 would do.”
Weeks after his death, at the FCC’s October Open Meeting, FCC Chairwoman Jessica Rosenworcel delivered a touching tribute to Slotten and his legacy in his more than four decades of service. “Doug’s contributions helped shape the telecommunications marketplace and set the stage for the broadband revolution,” she said, adding that he was “a kind, patient and selfless teacher - he was always generous with his knowledge and his friendship. Doug also reminded all of us that life can hold great things, even in the face of challenges. He will continue to inspire us, as long as we hold his memory close.”
Slotten’s family was hugely important to him, said his wife Elin Wackernagel-Slotten, and he doted on their twin daughters, Kirsten and Chelsi, born July 8, 1988. It was only after her last ultrasound examination that they knew she was delivering twins. Elin recalled, “The nurse turned to Doug and said, what do you think of that, Mr. Slotten? There was no answer, so she asked again. He replied, ‘That’s two college tuitions.’”
How did they meet? Elin responded, “Doug loved it when people asked us how we met. Doug being Norwegian and a Slotten, he was not one to show emotion, but he would get this little wicked grin and say, ‘a blind date.’” She was a schoolteacher (with a master’s in special education) in Chevy Chase and the next morning, he sent a dozen red roses to her classroom. Their first date was in February 1986 and they were married eight months later.
“From the very beginning, what Doug said attracted him to me, I never cut him any quarters. I treated him like any other human being. The first time we went out to meet his parents and got off the plane, his father tried to take Doug’s suitcase. I turned to Russell and said, ‘No, Doug can do it.’ He was a loyal friend and one of the best fathers I’ve ever known. If you put a baby in his arms, he would go all goo-goo face.”
Kirsten Slotten is a senior vice president with Weber Shandwick, a public relations and marketing firm, in San Francisco. Her husband Alex covers the Giants for NBC Sports Bay Area (with Alex’s baseball background, he bonded immediately with Doug, a lifelong Cardinals fan). She wrote her college admissions essay for entry to New York University on what it was like growing up with a dad who is blind.
“He wasn’t defined by what happened to him,” she said, “he never let that impact how he approached life. He gave his best at everything he did, whether with the FCC or raising us. He was very committed to people. Growing up, his blindness was just a part of our lives. We just had to do things different – like reading signs for him at a museum or reading a menu at a restaurant.”
Dr. Chelsi Slotten is employed by Sage Publications, an academic publisher of books, journals and digital library resources, out of its London office but working remotely from Edinburgh, Scotland, where she lives with husband Guy Taylor, a software engineer and native Scot. She has a PhD in anthropology with a specialization in archaeology from American University in Washington.
“He was the absolute best dad,” she said. “He was there for every ballet recital, riding competition, graduation, help with homework, answering tax questions as we got older, there to bounce ideas off of for potential PhD work (he even read along some of my course books with me so we could discuss), etc. If we needed something he was there for it. He was also just great to hang out with. Every year for his birthday (a delayed present because of the season), we would go to a Nats game, although he was a lifelong Cardinals fan. For his 70th birthday my sister and I took him to Busch Stadium in St. Louis for a couple games because he'd never been to the park. We did two games and a trip to the Cardinals museum. Walking through the museum we would describe to him what the objects were and read signs and 95% of the time he had a story to go with the object we were talking about.”
One of his best friends, Paul Onerheim, of Lake Stevens, Wash., believes Slotten’s name should be included on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall in Washington. He believes the prostate cancer that took Slotten’s life “was likely caused by exposure to the defoliant Agent Orange while serving in Vietnam. The risk of prostate cancer is almost doubled for those who served in Vietnam, including a 75% increase in high-risk, aggressive forms of the disease.”
“Doug lived a positive, productive life under circumstances others would say were difficult,” Onerheim added. “Others in Doug’s situation would have given up 50 years ago. Not Doug. Doug was blessed to be a blessing. Rest in peace, my dear friend. Your work is done.”
One of Fort Dodge's most popular family-owned restaurants is up for sale, but it comes with a price beyond dollars.
At the Tom Thumb Drive In, Kirk Cairney vows to make sure the high standards for food and customer-friendly service set by his father are maintained by whomever might purchase the 52-year-old restaurant.
“It’s been up for sale for almost three years. We’ve had a lot of people come and look,” he said. “I would want them to continue to go with our traditions. It would be foolish to come in and change the menu. Or to change our commitment to customer service. I believe we’re successful because of what we do and how we do it.”
Meanwhile, Cairney, 57, has no intention of letting up on the gas – despite the long hours (4 a.m. to 1-2 p.m., six days a week) and staffing challenges that come with the territory in the only job he’s ever had since joining the family business right out of high school.
“When my father died,” he said, “people asked what was going to happen to Tom Thumb. Nothing is going to change. We were here yesterday, we are here today, we’ll be here tomorrow. I have every intention of doing what my father had done, find someone to run the business.”
The restaurant, located on the city’s west side, across US Highway 169 from Iowa Central Community College, is open from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m. seven days a week, serves breakfast, lunch and dinner. It has a loyal customer following. And a huge “alumni association” of hundreds who worked there as part-timers over the years, learning the value of customer service and hard work.
In a review of Tom Thumb a year ago, Raymond Goldfield, a travel writer for the web site, “Only in Your State,” wrote:
“The old-school drive-in is far from dead in Iowa, and heading to Fort Dodge will uncover one of the best out there. The Tom Thumb Drive-In has been operating since the 1950s, with some regulars proudly announcing they’ve been going there for half a century or more. But unlike so many similar places, this drive-in restaurant in Iowa doesn’t limit itself to car traffic. It actually doubles as a small diner, allowing people to enjoy their meals in a charming old-school setting. The surprisingly extensive menu dishes out retro comfort food that sometimes feels like it hasn’t changed since the 1950s – but that’s part of the charm! So hop in the car, order up, and take a drip back in time at this one-of-a-kind Iowa eatery.”
Helping bring more customer traffic to the restaurant is a Dairy Queen franchise it owns and is housed in the same building, with its own in-store counter and a separate drive-thru window. “Dairy Queen is a national name,” Cairney said. “It’s a big draw.”
Tom Thumb’s “retro comfort food” mentioned by the writer includes the restaurant’s most popular menu item – chicken and noodles over mashed potatoes and gravy. “My father started that,” Cairney said, “I had never heard of it. But we sell a lot of everything – hamburgers and tenderloin sandwiches.
“We have a smoker, and we smoke all our own products. My father started doing the smoking years ago, and I took it over 15 years ago. I’m in at 4 in the morning to get it started. So many people tell us our ribs are the best they’ve ever had. We also smoke ribs, brisket, pork loin, pulled pork, brats. We used to use apple wood, but now we use cherry and hickory to smoke everything. The seasoning we use was made by Jim Ertl, who worked with my father.”
Ertl created his “Ertl Famous Seasoning” in 1959 and it remains in use today (minus the paprika) for all of Tom Thumb’s meat menu items – as well as his recipe for beef gravy. Ertl – who Kirk Cairney said was a “great chef” - now lives in Webster City.
Tom Thumb’s roots trace to Kirk’s father Tom Kearney – a pioneer in the phenomenon of drive-through restaurants that began popping up in Fort Dodge in the 1950s and ‘60s.
In 1959, he left his job in sales with Farner-Bocken Wholesale Tobacco Co. to purchase Bohan Drug at First Avenue North and Eighth Street and create Tom’s Lunch, which he owned and operated for six years. (“You could buy 13 or 15 burgers for a dollar, legend has it,” Kirk said.) In 1965 Tom purchased Henry’s Hamburgers on Second Avenue South and built a second Henry’s Hamburgers at the Crossroads Mall (in a building where Ja-Mar Drive In restaurant is now located).
He built Tom Thumb Drive In in 1971 and owned and operated it until his death in 2018 at the age of 89. He owned or had partial ownership in numerous other businesses including Henry’s Hamburgers in Des Moines and in Emporia, Kansas, Tom Thumb Deli, Tom Thumb catering, three Dairy Queen’s and two P & P Convenience Stores. He purchased the Villager – which was the original Colonial Inn - with Jim Ertl in 1978. Two years later, Ertl and Cairney built the Colonial Inn/Bank Shot and operated it until 1998 when it was destroyed by a fire. They also managed the food service cafeteria at Iowa Central Community College for eight years.
Tom Cairney and his wife of 65 years, Phyllis, donated to Iowa Central Community College in 2011 the land on which the Colonial Inn once stood. The college is now building a 9,200-square-foot fuel testing laboratory on the site that includes land also donated by Caseys General Stores. Groundbreaking took place July 17.
Phyllis Cairney, who is 90, continues to live in the family home just north of Fort Dodge.
Perhaps the most important legacy of Tom Cairney, one that his son works to keep alive, was his impact on people. From Tom’s obituary: “Tom influenced countless people through his Tom Thumb Family. He was a role model, father figure and mentor. He taught customer service and hard work, while helping young people to become responsible adults.”
There’s a tie between Tom Thumb and Ja-Mar Drive In, another popular Fort Dodge family-owned restaurant. Tom Cairney and Jim Jordison were partners in opening the Henry’s restaurant at 2nd Avenue South and 3rd Street, Kirk said. Jim opened Ja-Mar in 1971 at the same time Tom opened Tom Thumb, and today Ja-Mar is operated by Jim’s son, Jerry.
“We’ve always been friends,” Kirk said. “Our businesses still work together from time to time. We’ve always been that way. We’re very similar restaurants. Our fathers worked together, now their sons run their businesses.”
Kirk Cairney started working for his father when he was 12, washing dishes at the Colonial Inn – which once stood in what is now a parking lot of Tom Thumb on its north side.
The day after he graduated on a Sunday in 1984 from St. Edmond High School, Kirk was at work at Tom Thumb the next day and has been in the business since. His brother Kevin and sister Kris also worked for their father. Kevin was night manager at Tom Thumb and then ran the Tom Thumb Deli on Fifteenth Street until 1989. Kris now lives with her family in Urbandale and Kevin lives with his family in Altoona.
Kirk worked at Tom Thumb for two years, joined the food service enterprise across the highway at Iowa Central for three years, then returned to Tom Thumb in 1989.
“Restaurant work is hard work,” he said. “Someone once mentioned to me, it must be so hard to work for your father since his standards are so high. My standards are through the ceiling. But those standards are hard to maintain anymore.”
Like most restaurant owners, Cairney is challenged by a shortage of staff – Tom Thumb employs 45-55 people in full-time and part-time roles. The shortage was most acute during the covid outbreak three years ago.
“About 20 percent of our employees are 14 or 15 years old,” he said. “It’s a challenge to work with them. It’s fun to work with them when they really want to work. I’ve learned to be a lot more patient with them than I had been, and I think that comes from having grandchildren.”
Cairney has a daughter, Amanda, a school teacher who lives in Greenwood, Ind., and three stepsons from an earlier marriage – Austen, Zach and Tyler – and grandchildren Hayden, Ava and Orth.
Two of an original group of four from Tom Cairney’s management days are still at the restaurant. Kirk Moore is day manager of Tom Thumb’s and has been with the company 38 years.
Mike Chardoulias was night manager for 39 years until his death a year ago. He had worked in his family’s business, the Melody Grill, from the age of 9 until it closed in 1982 when he joined Tom Thumb. Kevin Parks was Tom Thumb’s bakery manager, making all of its breads and buns which were once sold to a dozen other businesses. He died Aug. 19.
“All of us, we had an extremely high work ethic,” Cairney said. “All became successful through the restaurant. Kirk Moore and I survive, two old dogs in the building. When we were hired, we didn’t ask what we were going to do, what our pay would be. You just showed up, never questioned it, you just did it.”
Cairney said he is still looking for a baker and an assistant manager. The restaurant sports a large menu – with about 30 meat dishes alone – and still makes and sells pies and rolls.
Most restaurants in Fort Dodge these days belong to chains, Cairney said, adding, “It’s hard to be a little guy in a big guy’s world.
“But we’ve survived. It’s kind of like the old television show ‘Cheers’ where everyone knows your name. I think of Tom Thumb in that way. It’s kind of like a small community…we know so many of the families. It’s amazing how many families keep coming in. It’s the Tom Thumb Family. The seasoning we still use was made by Jim Ertl from my father’s days. There is a little more personality and person-to-person touch than in a corporate setting.
“I’d like Tom Thumb to never go away. It’s a unique business.”
By PAUL STEVENS
Daryl Beall has been a teacher, a businessman, a newspaperman, a state senator, a political activist and a community volunteer – and a world traveler who has visited all 50 states and more than 50 countries in all seven continents.
But he stays close to home now, working to get his life back.
That life was changed dramatically on a cold day last January when he unexplainably collapsed and fell flat on his face outside Trinity Regional Medical Center in Fort Dodge on his way to a doctor’s appointment. He was taken by ambulance to Iowa Methodist Medical Center in Des Moines. “The first day, we didn’t know if he would make it, he was so far gone,” said his wife, Jo Ann.
“After my initial fall I didn’t know people, even my family, for a few days,” said Beall, whose face was heavily bruised and lacerated. “I gradually regained my memory. I participated in speech therapy, physical therapy and occupational therapy first in Des Moines and then at Trinity in Fort Dodge.”
In April, he experienced another fall in the home of one of the Bealls’ children in San Antonio, Texas, and landed on the back of his head. About 30 hours later, “I suddenly did not know people and was very confused,” he said. He was taken by ambulance to Methodist Hospital where he spent four weeks as doctors administered tests that ruled out a stroke, brain bleeding, heart issues – “basically what they could test for,” Jo Ann said. Beall regained his senses and renewed his therapy there for about three weeks.
Hours upon hours of speech, physical and occupational therapies and numerous doctors’ appointments later, and with the loss of 35 pounds, he is back home with Jo Ann working with weights and exercise equipment and trying to get his life back. Jo Ann helps him keep up with medications. He is steadied by a cane and walker and is not able to drive a car or ride a bike, one of his passions. “He cannot fall again,” she said. “A lot of damage could be done with another fall.”
He works to keep positive through the health setbacks and uncertainty facing him, characteristic of the optimism for life that the 76-year-old Beall has possessed since his early years growing up in the small community of Somers in Calhoun County.
“My family and friends have been very, very, very supportive,” Beall said. “I have no memory of anything that happened to me in Fort Dodge, before they took me by ambulance to Des Moines. My doctors are dumbfounded, they couldn’t trace it to anything. When it happened again in San Antonio, they couldn’t discover anything either.
“I hope it is something I can put in the past. At first, I was demoralized, and I still am a bit. But I feel fine, I’m OK with it. I still want to travel. I’ve enjoyed so much of life. I’ve accomplished so much but I still want to do more.
“I want to meet more people who look different than my own reflection in the mirror.”
Jo Ann added: “Family and friends have been great. They’ll call me and offer to sit with him if I need to get away. With our friends, I say thank you, but you have enough on your own plate at home. Now people will call taking him out to eat.”
Jo Ann Hasty Beall has been his rock since they met at Iowa Central Community College in 1965 – she a graduate of Fort Dodge Senior High and he a graduate of Cedar Valley High School in Somers. They were married at the Little Brown Church near Nashua, Iowa, on March 24, 1968.
Beall is the last survivor of the four sons born to Marjorie and Wayne Beall. His father was a rural mail carrier in the Somers area, then worked for Iowa-Illinois Gas and Electric before returning to the Postal Service in Washington, D.C., in 1968. His mother worked in the Somers school system and while in Washington, at Marine Corps headquarters. They returned to Fort Dodge in 1980. Their oldest son Jerry was born in 1933 and died six months later of spinal bifida. Michael was a pilot who died in 1963 in a plane crash in Fort Dodge. Stanley was born in Washington and worked as a teacher, school safety officer and correctional officer; he died in November 2022.
Losing his brother Michael was one of the most difficult moments of his life, Beall said.
“Michael was teaching me to fly, and we flew around Central Iowa and that night he was the pilot of a Piper Tri-Pacer and he and three other young people crashed and were killed near the Fort Dodge airport because fog closed in. The plane crashed in the woods where the Gunderson Funeral Homes is now located,” Beall said. “I lost my brother, buddy, flight instructor and friend. I was 16 and he was 21. I identified his body by what he was wearing. My parents had four sons and buried two of them. Mom always said it is natural and normal to bury your parents but not your children.”
Jo Ann suffered a similar family tragedy when in February 1968, her sister Susie died in an auto crash in northeast Missouri that also took the life of longtime Fort Dodge Community College social studies instructor Ralph Gosmire. Several other students were injured as Gosmire was driving them to a Model United Nations function in St. Louis.
After graduating from Iowa Central, then called Fort Dodge Community College, Beall joined the Peace Corps and was destined for assignment to Ecuador but left it when he failed Spanish language requirements. He attended the University of Northern Iowa for a year, then transferred to Buena Vista University where he received a bachelor’s degree in 1969. He taught political science courses at Urbandale High School where he earned the Freedom Foundation Teacher’s Medal. Beall was a Taft Fellow at Macalester College in Saint Paul and earned a Master of Public Administration degree from Drake University.
The Bealls returned to Fort Dodge where he managed Furniture World, owned by Jo Ann’s father, Dale Hasty, who had opened Carpet World and Furniture World, and then Drapery World and Paint World, all at the corner of Sixth Street and First Avenue South. Beall managed Furniture World from 1974 until 1984 and was twice elected to the Fort Dodge school board.
It closed when Beall was named general manager of The Hometown Register in Fort Dodge, a publication of The Des Moines Register. He was with the Register when he was named the first grants manager of the Gannett Foundation and was on the board of Downtown Des Moines, Inc. He was then named editor and publisher of the Register’s weekly newspaper, The Record-Herald and Indianola Tribune where he stayed for five years.
Jo Ann worked at Furniture World for her father, managing properties. She earned a BA and teaching certificate from Simpson College when they lived in Indianola. She worked in human services in Canon City, Colo., and Huron, S.D., where Daryl was engaged in newspaper work. Upon returning to Fort Dodge, she was the case management supervisor for Webster County.
“I have never ever regretted returning — coming home — to Fort Dodge,” Beall said. “The support I’ve received since my falls has been very affirming.”
In 2002, Beall, a Democrat, was elected to the first of three four-year terms as an Iowa State Senator in Senate District 5, which now serves Calhoun, Humboldt, Pocahantas and Webster counties.
During his years in the Senate, Beall chaired the Veterans Affairs Committee and International Relations Committee and was vice chair of the Transportation (policy) Committee and the Transportation (appropriations) Committee. He was an active member of the Education Committee and served as a member of the Education Commission of the States, an interstate compact. He was also finance chair of the Midwest Passenger Rail Commission, also an interstate compact.
Beall said that among his proudest moments in the Senate were working to pass autism legislation, getting a veterans bill passed as a freshman senator in the minority and successfully working in a bipartisan manner to pass legislation to create a four-lane Highway 20.
He ran for a fourth term in the 2014 general election but lost to Tim Kraayenbrink, a Republican, who continues in the office and is seeking another term in the 2024 elections.
Beall’s proudest moment?
“Family. Being married to Jo Ann for 55 years and producing three successful children, 11 grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.”
Their children are: Lora Sue Beall and her husband Steve Sink, of Cedar Falls, and their children Lydia, Christopher, Paul, Theo and Joe; Scott Beall and his wife Kim, of Huxley, and their children Jace, Drew and Lily, and Christen Beall and her husband Col. Paul Fredin, of Lackland AFB, San Antonio, and their children Katen, William and Luke. They have two great-grandchildren, Everett Alexander Gowey and Graham Christopher Sink.
He currently serves on the boards of Fort Dodge Sister Cities (Kosovo) and Iowa Sister States. He also serves on the Webster County ISU Extension Council and is a longtime member of the Fort Dodge Kiwanis Club.
He returned to Kiwanis earlier this week to the applause of its members and mention in the invocation by its president, Rev. Scott Meier, pastor at Badger Lutheran Church. He got a standing ovation days earlier when he returned to his first Democratic Central Committee meeting since the falls.
Beall is also a longtime member of an informal group calling itself the Urban Tribe. The group of 12-15 friends, formed in 1998, meets every Tuesday night for dinner at various restaurants. One of the group’s members, Nedra Conrad, said she has known Beall for at least 20 years.
“He has the knack for meeting people and staying friends with people, communicating well,” Conrad said. “I have a grandson who was deep into politics in high school. Daryl encouraged him, believing it’s good to encourage kids to get into politics. Now, that grandson is in his third year of law school at Iowa, very interested in politics, and I think Daryl had a role in this.”
In November, Beall will return to Methodist in Des Moines to see a neurologist and rehabilitation physician, with plans to undergo a neuropsychological testing that is an in-depth assessment of skills and abilities linked to brain function.
As to the future and travel, “I accept who and what I am and am very happy with what I accomplished. I think it’s not likely, but I want to go to the -Stans (in Central Asia) and Southeast Asia. But I realize where I am and who I am and I’m OK…but there are still places I would like to go see. I want to do more, but I know I won’t live forever.”
By PAUL STEVENS
Back in the day, there were three family-owned jewelry businesses on Central Avenue – Wicker, Kirkberg and Olson – all
mainstays of a then-vital downtown Fort Dodge retail scene that even included stores open for Monday night shopping.
Any day now, the last of the three to survive – Wicker Jewelry – will take down its signage at the northeast corner of Seventh and Central – across the street from the Webster County Courthouse – and close its doors for good when a sale of its inventory is completed. With it comes the end of an era.
“We decided it was time – we’re in the process of going out of business,” said Marilyn Simonson, who with her husband, Gary, operated the full-service store they purchased in 1984 from Lew and Lorene Wicker. “We will miss a lot of the friendships we made with people who were our customers. We met so many kind people along the way.
“We thought about selling the store to new owners, but wanted to leave the store in good standing with all of our loyal customers so ultimately decided closing the store was the best way to go.”
Just days after the Wickers announcement was made, Kirkberg Connections – operated by Cary Kirkberg Estlund and her husband Steve – ended its business operations that began after the Kirkberg Jewelers retail store at Sixth and Central closed its doors in 2000.
They placed an ad in The Messenger that read: “Thank you! On behalf of Steve and myself and the whole Kirkberg family – all three generations. We have enjoyed working and being part of this community. We will be moving soon to enjoy the next chapter in our lives and will be closer to our daughters and their families. Cary & Steve.”
Olson Jewelry closed operations in December 2005. It was founded in 1922 and in business for 83 years.
Rare is the Fort Dodge shopper who has lived in the city for the past 50 years who doesn’t have a jewelry keepsake box in her or his possession emblazoned with the name of one of the three stores. Or a clock or watch or ring or piece of jewelry purchased – or repaired – at one of the three stores.
The Kirkberg name appeared on the Fort Dodge shopping scene when H.C. Kirkberg purchased in 1927 a well-established store at 812 Central from Mack Hurlbut that had opened its doors in 1888. H.C. came to Fort Dodge to work for Hurlburt. It was renamed Kirkberg Jewelers and was a downtown institution until it closed on June 1, 2000. (In 1968, it moved next door to 814 Central and in 1984, the store moved to 615 Central, where it remained for its final 16 years.)
H.C.’s son Bob succeeded his father as owner in 1969. Bob’s daughter Cary and her husband Steve Estlund took ownership in 2000 and founded Kirkberg Connections which took on a format significantly different from a standard walk-in jewelry store. Its focus, Cary said, was to work with customers to find the jewelry solution for their situation. It specialized in diamond and gemstone purchases, custom design and redesign of jewelry, jewelry repairs and restorations and appraisals.
Cary Estlund called the experience of closing Connections – and ending the Kirkberg’s long history in the city – “very bittersweet. But what lies ahead, I’m just so excited for it, I can hardly stand it.” She and Steve have sold their home at Twin Lakes and move this fall to Lee’s Summit, Missouri, a Kansas City suburb, to be closer to their daughter Carly, her husband Tommy Gavin and their children. The Estlunds’ daughter Lauren, married to Chris Coleman, lives in Springfield, Illinois, and daughter Maria, married to Austin Bockwinkel, lives in Madison, Wisconsin.
What will she miss most?
“Making people happy,” she replied. “There’s nothing better… bring out a diamond ring, it could be anything. They smile, they cry, they laugh, I will miss that a lot. I literally had people coming in all day long, at the store and with Connections. People would come in, maybe wearing grandma’s wedding ring, and tell you they bought it from your grandpa or from your dad.
“My siblings and I grew up working in the store, when we were 8, 9, 10 – making bows going on packages, wrapping presents so it was always part of our life. Then when we got to high school we did Christmas seasons, some summers. Whenever they needed someone on a Saturday, one of us would be there to work.”
Her older brother Bruce Kirkberg and his wife, Gay, live in Davenport and her older sister Lynne (Stellmach) and her husband, Dean, live in Tempe, Arizona.
Olson Jewelry was founded in 1922 by Oscar Olson, a watchmaker, and was located at 903 Central. It was rebuilt next door in 1982 after two fires in an adjoining building. Future owners Lloyd Hambleton and Karl Johnson began working there part-time in the early 1940s while still in high school. Their wages were $5 a week.
During the 1960s, Hambleton and Johnson went through old newspapers deciding to offer customers a diamond ring off the same ad Oscar Olson had used in the 1920s. Strangely enough, the offer received little attention. Karl owned the store at the time it closed.
Paulette Heddinger of Fort Dodge was a longtime (20 years) employee of Olson Jewelers. Her duties included sales, ordering merchandise, engraving, window dressings – “Everybody worked well together. I got the pleasure of working with Fran Byrne and Rose Lunn. Beth Quinn was a longterm employee. We were a family, a big old happy family. Most have passed on. Others I remember are Yvonne Pullen, Jan Haugen, Darlene Nielsen, Lois Stratmoen. Drexel Peterson, who worked at KVFD radio, did clock repair. When the store closed, Jean Hutchinson and Nancy Axness were working there.”
Another with Olson Jewelers roots is Marty Pickett, who worked there several years until it closed in December 2005 and then came to work at Wickers. She said she was saddened that Wickers will soon close its doors.
“I will miss the customers. It will be really sad that last day, when we open the doors for the last time,” she said.
Marilyn Simonson had worked for Wicker Jewelry for more than 10 years prior to purchasing the store from Lew and Lorene Wicker in 1984. She had been an assistant manager until their retirement.
Lew Wicker, a World War II infantryman, became involved in watchmaking after being influenced by his cousin, Ralph Wicker, who had owned the store since 1932. Lew bought the store in 1960 from Ralph and renamed it Wicker Jewelry.
The Gamble Store fire in June 1960 wiped out the jewelry store and forced it to move. It was located elsewhere on Central Avenue for about six years before settling into its current location at 700 Central Ave. The building Wicker occupies was built in 1882 and was once a Commercial National Bank.
Marilyn Simonson started working at Wicker in 1962 for a few years and then left to become a stay-at-home mother before returning to work in 1977.
Once the Simonsons bought Wicker Jewelry, they decided to keep the name the same as they already had loyal customers and didn’t want people to think it was a different store.
“We thought it was best to keep everything the same,” Marilyn Simonson said.
“I learned from Mr. Wicker that we treat people as we would want to be treated if we came into the store and that’s true with any business,” she said. “if they make an attempt to walk in your door, that’s what counts.”Wicker Jewelry was a family affair for the Simonsons. Gary was involved with bookkeeping and engraving. Their son, Brant, did repair work and their daughter Lynn (Zeka), a veterinarian, worked summers while attending high school and college. Their oldest son Eric is county attorney for Wright County and lives in Belmond. Gary and Marilyn have seven grandchildren.
A member of the Wicker family is still involved in the jewelry business, but not in Fort Dodge. Sherri Schwaller and her husband Steve operate Royal Jewelers in Jefferson. She is the daughter of Dwaine Wicker, Lew’s brother, and worked summers at Wicker Jewelry in Fort Dodge while in high school and college.
On July 24, Wicker Jewelry was honored at a meeting of the Fort Dodge city council, which proclaimed the day “Wicker Jewelry Recognition Day.” Mayor Matt Bemrich presented a mayoral proclamation to Marilyn and Gary Simonson and their daughter and her family.
“Whereas,” the proclamation concluded, “after years of dedicated service, Marilyn Simonson has decided to enjoy the fruits of her hard work, and close her store so she can start enjoying retirement this summer.”
By Paul Stevens
As long as sunsets and sunrises are part of our world, memories of Tom Tierney and how he captured them so spectacularly with his cameras will remain with his family and friends and the thousands who found pleasure in his work.
Tierney was many things in his 71 years, 3 months and 28 days on earth – a son, a husband, a father of three, an environmentalist, a technology specialist – before an apparent heart attack took his life May 15 at his home in rural Rutland, seven miles northwest of Humboldt.
But his passion was photography – and while the sunrises and sunsets he captured with his 35mm digital cameras were spectacular, he also took photos of silos and barns, old buildings, dams, often silhouetted by the sun.
“He was into photography before I knew him,” said Jackie Tierney, his wife of 32 years, who often accompanied him on photo expeditions around Humboldt County and adjacent areas in their maroon Volvo S60 sedan. When Tom made solo trips, it was in his Volvo V70 station wagon named Clifford (which at the time of his death was in the shop, getting repaired for his next journey).
“He once had a darkroom and everything for film cameras,” she said. “Photography was always his huge passion, kind of a security blanket. Both of us were a bit socially awkward – at our wedding rehearsal, he had big camera around his neck to calm his nerves.”
His horizons expanded thanks to a barn cat named Annie.
“For a few years, we lived near New Virginia, Iowa,” Jackie said. “There was this barn cat he really liked, and he started posting on Facebook cute pictures of Annie, who we still have. She lives in our garage and is 9 or 10 years old. Annie followed him around outside. He got a lot of comments – people would ask for new photos of Annie. So Tom randomly started posting pictures, and pretty soon it became a daily event. It kind of became an obsession in the last few years. Anywhere we went always had his camera in his pocket.
“He didn’t do photography to make a profit, he did it for his love of people, preserving history, the need to care for people. He used to say to me all the time, always let the other guy be the jerk. There were many, many sides to him. He was always happy that he will be known forever as a photographer.”
Tierney was born in Fort Dodge, the only child of Iva (Fisher) and Francis Tierney. His mother worked as a court reporter and his father was an attorney who served as a state representative from 1951 to 1953 and as a magistrate and juvenile judge.
Tierney graduated from Fort Dodge Senior High School in 1970, earned a bachelor’s degree in computer science from Iowa State University in Ames and joined Fort Dodge Laboratories as an IT specialist. When attending an environmental meeting, he met Jacqueline Piersel. He asked her out for dinner while they were on a Sierra Club hike.
“Neither of us had dated anyone else before we met,” Jackie said. “I guess it was meant to be. He was in data processing at Fort Dodge Labs and I was in vaccine research. Both of us were total nerds.”
They married on Sept. 22, 1990, and started a family – two girls and a boy. Katherine Tierney lives in Humboldt and works at Trinity Regional Medical Center in Fort Dodge as a pharmacist. Allen Tierney and his wife, Erin, live in Ames where Allen works in IT for Iowa State University. Mary Tierney lives in Rutland and works for Signet Jewelers in application development.
The family moved from Fort Dodge to an acreage near Rutland in 2002. After about 30 years with Fort Dodge Labs, Tierney joined Wells Fargo Bank in 2013 and was a project manager, working from home, and employed by Wells Fargo at the time of his death.
When he was growing up in his parents’ home, Tierney had a darkroom in the basement – digital photography was still years away and the darkroom was where he processed his film and made prints from the images. He also had a darkroom after getting married, and son Allen remembers that it was the one room in the basement that the kids were ordered to stay out of.
“My dad was a kind, soft-spoken guy and I think people will remember that, too,” Allen said. “I think he would like to be remembered for all the things he did in the community and all he did to help. He would use photography as a tool to help people as well.”
Among the many recipients of Tierney’s photographic talents were the Humboldt County Memorial Hospital (where his photos grace its hallways), St. Mary’s Catholic Church in Humboldt (where he was a member of the choir) and the Humboldt County Historical Society where he would work to restore old negatives and photos. The Humboldt Library has a wall dedicated to displaying Tierney’s work.
Rarely a day would go by when Tierney didn’t take at least one photo, especially at the beginning and the end of a day. Photographers call the hour before sunset and the hour after sunrise as Golden Hours, when the natural light emitted by the sun is more directional and softer. Jackie recalled: “Sometimes he would awaken early and I’d find a note by the coffee pot, ‘Chasing a sunrise, Love, Tom.'”
Not many structures escaped his lens, she said – silos, old barns, country churches and more.
“The Rutland dam was absolutely his favorite thing to photograph,” she said. “It’s in Rose Mill Park in the city of Rutland, right along the Des Moines River.”
A selection of his best photos from Humboldt County was included in a calendar Tierney produced at cost, beginning for the year 2019 through the year 2023, and was sold at V&S Variety Store in Humboldt. Allen Tierney said there are plans afoot to produce a calendar with his dad’s photos for the year 2024.
Tierney’s photo work spanned far more than Facebook, although the social media site provided him a worldwide audience.
He posted his last Facebook photo two days before his death – it showed wind turbines in stormy weather south of Pocahontas. That day, Jackie said, “We decided to go over and do some storm spotting as weather was another interest. Since these storms were slow-moving, we decided it would be fairly safe and easy to stay clear of any dangerous weather and we were hoping to spot (and of course, he photograph) a funnel or tornado on the ground. He did take several photos while we were over there including the one he posted.”
When the sad news of his death became known, the Humota Theater in Humboldt posted on its marquee: “Tom. ThankU 4 beautiful memories.” Tierney had served on the board of the historic, nonprofit movie house.
News of his death was posted quickly on Facebook and Amanda Friedl, of Humboldt County, shared: “So many beautiful photos and memories of Tom Tierney in this thread, I encourage you all to scroll through and be uplifted at the beauty of our world. Tom was a man who could see beauty in the normal and share it in a way that made everyone pause and notice it more. What a gift to a busy world. He will be missed.”
Longtime friend Bill Witt, of Cedar Falls, wrote: “Thank you, Old Friend, for sharing with us your relationship to what is beautiful. It carried you to the end. We walked with you in beauty.'”
He added: “Tom and I became friends over 40 years ago, and I think fondly of the times we crawled through prairies and clambered up wooded ravines together. He was an unassuming person, of deep humanity, but with a delightful, gently droll sense of humor. And he grew into a masterful photographer. The north central Iowa landscape is the most overlooked region of our state, but Tom shows us its great and subtle beauty in images that are quietly and spiritually revelatory.”
Tierney’s family is planning to sponsor an exhibition of his photos at the Historical Society sometime in the fall.
Tom Tierney, photographer, is how he will be remembered, Jackie Tierney said, and that suits her just fine, adding with a smile:
“When I’d be in Humboldt, quite often people I didn’t know would come up to me and ask me if I was ‘the photographer’s wife’ and tell me how much they loved his photos. I was always proud of that and always told him when I had that happen and of course he was always very flattered to hear they liked his photos.”
His daughter, Mary, hopes the legacy of the gentle soul that was her father will continue.
“I know what we are all thinking,” she said. “The world is going to be a colder place without him. Except it doesn’t have to be. Just think, if one person could have this big of an impact on so many people by simply doing the right thing, what could happen if thousands of people did? If we all take some time to try to be more like him, the world could be a much warmer place. Make sure your neighbors are OK. Check on your friends. Smile. Don’t think twice about helping someone who needs food. Go out and take pictures at parades, school activities, the sunset or sunrise, a fun tree you see, birds, flowers, an old building, etc.. There are pictures everywhere if you just look for them.
“Get involved in nature conservation. Fight for the land to be protected and fight for the bees. Get involved in local activities. Support the community and the history around it.
“Why? Because that is what he did and it is the right thing to do. This is the way to let his memory truly live on forever. We can carry his kindness on through each other. We can help him change the world.”
By Paul Stevens
The High Bridge — it’s a Fort Dodge landmark that has never missed a day of work in 120 years. And it shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon.
At least two to three times a day, a freight train travels at 10 mph across the single-track railroad bridge that spans the Des Moines River and a neighborhood 182 feet below. The bridge has carried hundreds of thousands of trains since it was constructed in 1902-03 at a cost of $450,000 — equivalent to $11.4 million in today’s dollars.
Built by the Mason City & Fort Dodge Railway (which was then operated by the Chicago Great Western Railway) and now owned by the Union Pacific Railroad, the bridge is one of the highest and longest in the country. In Iowa, it is second only in height to the Kate Shelley High Bridge three miles west of Boone — which is a year older, 3 feet higher, but now retired when it was replaced in 2009 by a concrete bridge right next to it.
No retirement is in sight for this bridge.
“In fact, we replaced all the ties on it in 2020. Yes, that’s correct. We replaced all the ties on it in 2020,” said Robynn Tysver, a spokesperson for Union Pacific at its Omaha headquarters.
She said the High Bridge and all Union Pacific bridges are inspected twice a year.
Don Heddinger, a Fort Dodge railroad man for 44 years until his retirement from Union Pacific in 2014, said he traversed the Fort Dodge High Bridge thousands of times during his career.
“What has always impressed me about the High Bridge is that the one-half-mile of steel that’s still standing across that river valley today was forged in factories that were built in the late 1800s,” he said. “They made things to last and it was made in the good ol’ U S of A.
“Think of all the violent storms that thing has withstood and the thousands of trains and the millions of tons of cargo that has crossed it, and she’s still standing just as strong as it was 120 years ago. I bet most people never give that bridge a second glance, if they even look at it once, as they drive across the hospital bridge, but I do.”
The bridge’s beginnings trace to 1886 when the Mason City and Fort Dodge Railway began construction on a 72-mile line between the two cities. The route served as a diagonal railroad in an area otherwise dominated by a gridline rail network. It was expanded in 1903 when another 133 miles was built towards Council Bluffs. The line served as the quickest way between Mason City and Council Bluffs.
The Mason City & Fort Dodge Line was merged into the Chicago Great Western Railway in 1941. The rail line’s last passenger train ran from Omaha, through Fort Dodge, to St. Paul, Minnesota., on Sept. 29, 1965. Three years later, the Chicago Great Western Railway merged into the Chicago & North Western Railway on July 1, 1968. The Chicago and North Western Railway was acquired by the Union Pacific Railroad on June 23, 1995.
The rationale for construction of the High Bridge was to avoid the large grades that would otherwise be required in Fort Dodge.
Construction began in 1902 with the American Bridge Co. of New York in charge of building the superstructure, Bates and Rogers Construction Co. of Chicago the substructure, Kelly-Atkinson Construction Co of Chicago with its erection, and H.C. Keith serving as chief engineer.
“Not a single life lost” in the construction process, according to a railroad historical brochure distributed to the public. “Most serious accident was a smashed finger.”
The bridge was considered a significant engineering achievement. The west approach consists of 11 spans, resting on large steel towers, and is an uphill climb. The east approach consists of 19 spans of the same design.
The four main spans of the bridge are massive Baltimore Deck Trusses, significant as a relatively uncommon truss design and aesthetically pleasing due to the complex geometry. These trusses consist of seven panels each, with pinned connections. The system of main spans is flanked on each end by an extremely long series of deck plate girder spans supported by steel bents of a design that are sometimes called “towers” on similar large high-level railroad bridges.
Another unique piece of the bridge is the towers on which the trusses sit. These towers rest on large stone piers below. The approach towers rest on simple stone bases.
Heddinger said that during World War II, Great Western ran passenger trains across the bridge on a daily basis between Chicago and Omaha, and also ran military troop trains as needed.
Only freight trains cross the bridge now — carrying corn, soybeans, ethanol and dried distiller grains — but Heddinger recalls the Union Pacific program called Operation Life Saver, begun in the early 1970s to promote rail safety, especially at rail crossings, that included passenger cars.
“There were fancy passenger cars and we would give free rides to the public to promote how important it is to be alert at crossings,” he said. “We would stop in the middle of the bridge to give passengers a view from both sides of the train.”
That view if you look downward is not recommended for those with a fear of heights. While Heddinger never knew of any engineers who refused to take a train over the High Bridge, he said “I knew one, back in the early ’70s, who was genuinely scared of it and never looked out the windows of the locomotive.”
Any portfolio of photos of Fort Dodge is sure to include the High Bridge. Mention it to most anyone who has lived in the city and they are likely to have a story to tell. Recalled Fort Dodge native Dennis Spurlin, who now lives in Madison, Wisconsin:
“My dad (Ed Spurlin) was supervisor of the Fort Dodge Sanitation Department for many years in the ’50s, ’60s and ’70s,” Spurlin said. “He would go under the bridge frequently when he went to the landfill, which was out in Coleman District. One morning he was really shaken when he looked up and a body was hanging about 25 feet below the bridge in the middle of 11th Avenue Southwest. He came home and called the police (no cell phones in those days). The police raced to the bridge to retrieve the body and investigate the crime. They found that someone had ‘hung’ a life-sized dummy off the bridge. In this case, the dummy won!”
Bob Lentsch recalled that “when we were kids, we used to walk across it to get to Oleson Park from the Westside. If a train was coming, you had to make it to one of the step offs or beat the train to the other side. Pretty hard to do.”
Dale Hearn, who has photographed the bridge dozens of times, including the photo used with this article, said his grandmother, Sigrid Hearn, instilled a love of railroads in her kids and grandkids. Hearn worked as a lineman for Iowa Illinois Gas & Electric (later, MidAmerican Energy) for 35 years before retiring in 2009.
“Grandmother lived in the Flats below the Karl King Bridge, down the street about 10 blocks from the High Bridge,” he said. “I watched trains go over that bridge from the time I was in kindergarten. We kids would sit in her yard among the plum trees and look down the street and see part of the bridge. When I was a teenager, I got a chance to ride with the switch crews dozens of times.”
It is illegal to go walk onto the bridge and there are signs posted by Union Pacific on both ends of the bridge that say: “Private Property — No Trespassing.”
“My favorite memory is always getting to the other end,” Heddinger said with a laugh, adding, “but I was never scared to go over it. When you’re in a train up on the middle of the bridge, it’s a beautiful view looking over horizons, at the city of Fort Dodge and looking down river.
“It’s impressive, so many things about it, when they built it, the equipment they had back then, the craftsmanship and design that went into it, the fact it is still in operation today after all those years.”
by Paul Stevens April 1, 2023
Late in the 19th Century, 18-year-old Thorvald Eastvedt boarded a ship in his native Norway and crossed the Atlantic Ocean to immigrate to the United States, where he took a train from New York to Minneapolis and made his way to Fort Dodge to begin a new life.
Well over a century later, as part of a sailing excursion around the globe, his grandson Frank Larsen landed his 53-foot sailboat Sweet Dream in Brevik, Norway, to meet family members and tour the farm where his grandfather once lived.
“When we went in and anchored where granddad was born, it was so neat,” said Larsen, a third-generation Fort Dodge native who was accompanied on the 2016 journey by his now-wife Laura Larsen. “We were embraced by our relatives. They were so amazed that we had sailed from America. No USA-flagged sailing boat had ever visited there before.”
Added Laura: “Frank’s brother David Larsen flew in and joined us for the discovery of the ancestral farm, and the wonderful local folks connected us with a third cousin of Frank and Dave’s who chauffeured us all over the countryside showing us the farm Thorvald had grown up on, the bay where he had swum as a boy, and the church and graveyard in Eidanger where many relatives were resting.”
The Larsen family had come full circle – thanks to the adventurous spirit of Frank “Lars” Larsen, who emerged from the sadness of the death of his first wife Cathy to sell his businesses in Utah and begin a quest to sail around the world. Together, Frank and Laura have sailed 84,000 miles, the equivalent of circling the globe almost four times.
The story of how the family settled in Fort Dodge began back on a farm where his grandfather grew up near Kien, Norway, on a hill on the east side of the Oslo Fjord – a location assigned the family by the King.
His grandfather’s family was poor, and he was the second son, and the farm could not support him, so he left home at 14 to attend pharmacy school at Moss, Norway. He immigrated to the United States in 1891. His name in Norway was Thorvald Eastvedt but upon arriving in New York, his name was changed to Thorvald Larsen. (His father’s first name was Lars, hence Larsen.) Arriving before Ellis Island was the clearinghouse for immigrants, he traveled to Minneapolis where at a job fair for immigrants, he held up a sign saying he wanted to be a pharmacist. The owner of Oleson Drug Co. of Fort Dodge, Olaf Oleson, also a native of Norway, spotted the sign, offered him a job and Larsen moved to Fort Dodge. After a couple years, Thorvald sent for his wife in Norway, named May. They had six children, five boys – Carl, Rolf, Bob, Harold and Frank - and a girl, Helen, who died of pneumonia at the age of 6.
Four of the five boys (with the exception of Carl) settled in Fort Dodge. Bob owned a lumberyard, Rolf worked as a pharmacist and became owner of Oleson Drug Co. (at Central and Eighth Street), and Harold and Frank became physicians – both Iowa medical school graduates who started a family practice after Navy service in World War II in the South Pacific.
When the war ended, Larsen’s father disembarked in Long Beach, Calif., in 1945 and met Dorothy Spencer, a California native, at an officers’ club dance. Two weeks later, they were married – and drove to Fort Dodge to begin a new life.
The Larsens had five children – Joyce, Frank, Dave, Nancy and Laura. Joyce Foss lives in Ripon, Wis.; Dave in Nevis, Minn.; Nancy Kainz in Austin, Texas, and Laura Eimers in Spring Branch, Texas. Laura lived in Fort Dodge until three years ago.
Frank Larsen graduated from Fort Dodge Senior High in 1969. He took part in wrestling, track and football and is lifelong friends with two from his class, Bruce Edmondson and Terry Goodman, and with Bruce Jochims, who was a year older.
After two years at Cornell College, he transferred to Iowa and in 1973 earned a bachelor’s degree in industrial engineering. Before his senior year, he married Cathy Kinney of Hinsdale, Ill., whom he met at Cornell. He later earned a master’s at Iowa State University.
Frank and Cathy moved to Cedar Rapids when he was hired in early 1974 by Collins Radio (which soon became Rockwell Collins). A highlight of his early career was a one-year assignment to Yugoslavia to help develop the ARC 159 airborne transceiver that years later was used in the original Top Gun movie starring Tom Cruise.
There were five with the first name of Frank in his and Cathy’s families, and as a result, to keep them straight, he became “Lars” – a nickname he is known by to this day.
Frank and Cathy had two children – Mike and Katie. Mike lives in Houston with wife Jennifer and daughter Emily and works in real estate development. Katie lives in Evanston, Wyo., with husband Jerod Dent and they have four children: Damien, Kiersten, Tristen and Collin. Katie works in food service for the school system.
Larsen was transferred to Salt Lake City to become manager of the engineering department. The facility closed and he was offered a position in Atlanta, but Cathy was undergoing a kidney transplant at the time – she had had infant diabetes since childhood – and they didn’t want to leave Salt Lake City. He resigned and started a business, Tunex – an auto repair company that soon grew to five locations.
“I sold it when she died of kidney disease in 2012,” he said. “When Cathy passed away, after 39 years of marriage, I was lost. I just had to do something different that was all-encompassing After I went to work, I was consumed by my job, raising family. They were my life. For me, that dream was buying a boat. I went on the internet and shopped around and found a boat I liked in Seattle.”
Larsen’s first experience with sailing had been on a boat owned by Bob Merryman on Lake Okoboji; Merryman was the general manager of The Messenger. “He had a 35-foot day sailer that could really move. I was hooked,” said Larsen, who also in his youth had a hobby of building and sailing model sailboats.
Larsen moved to Washington State, bought the boat, a 45-foot Morgan which he named Sail La Vie – a play on the French term c’est la vie, or “that’s life” - and that became his home at a marina in Bremerton, Wash. When he met Laura Crowell, she was living on her own boat in the same marina and working at a local hospital as an X-Ray technician. They were introduced by a mutual friend and nine months later, in 2013, he made Laura an offer he hoped she could not refuse.
“Lars told me he had bought this boat to go sailing around the world,” Laura said, “and that he thought I’d be a very good crew and asked, would you come with me? My answer to that, I have a job, a boat, and my friends and family are here. His answer to that – A, quit your job; B, sell your boat; C, your friends and family can come visit us in exotic places. It took two months for me to consider this incredible offer before I said yes.”
Laura has three children: Rachel Crowell lives in Seattle with boyfriend Brad Nissen; Nathan Crowell lives in Waxhaw, N.C., with wife Anna Crowell and their daughter Ivy, 4 weeks old; and Paul Crowell lives in Troutman, N.C.
Before embarking on their journey around the world, Frank and Laura got a first taste of ocean sailing in June 2014 with a trip to Canada, circumventing Vancouver, Wash., and sailing the north Pacific Ocean.
“We decided once we survived that, hey, OK, let’s go around the world,” Laura said.
After installing water makers and solar panels on their boat, they took off in the fall of 2014 down the western U.S. coast, to Mexico, Costa Rica, then to the west side of Panama – embarking from Panama City on a 4,200-mile sail across the South Pacific to the Marquesas Islands, a group of volcanic islands in French Polynesia. The trip took 37 days.
“We sailed the boat 24 hours a day, we never stopped,” Larsen said. “Three hours on, three hours off – we took turns doing that, 24 hours a day. It takes about 56 hours to get in the rhythm.”
Then they were off again and when they reached the Fiji Islands, they had a Larsen family reunion “in a very primitive part of the world,” Larsen said. They sailed on to New Zealand and when they hit a bad storm, they decided that a 45-foot sailboat was too small for the task. They spent six months in New Zealand.
He sold Sail La Vie and flew to Spain where he bought a 53-foot sailboat named Sweet Dream in Denia, Spain, and then sailed the Mediterranean, the Baltic and landed in Brevik, Norway, where Larsen’s brother Dave flew to join them at their grandfather’s birthplace.
In all, Frank and Laura have sailed to 115 different Islands in 45 separate countries and 9 U.S. states. Their Top 12 favorites: the Galápagos Islands; Tangier, Morocco; Moorea, French Polynesia; Musket Cove, Fiji; Magnetic Island, Australia; Whangarie, New Zealand; Cocos Keeling (island in Indian Ocean); Capetown, South Africa; Oslo, Norway; Saint Barthes (in the Caribbean); Calle Volpe, Sardinia, and Ibizia, Spain.
“The perils of life on a boat are not like it seems,” Larsen said. “We had a SAT system so mid-day I’d download weather files, making course corrections as needed. Remember, we’re sailing, so wind is a good thing. We did run into some nasty situations, but the key was reducing sail in response to conditions.
“The technical nature of sailing I find quite stimulating. With trimming sails, navigation, weather, making water and keeping the boat ship shape, life is never boring. An added benefit is the beautiful places we were able to visit.
“Water is critical, your most important commodity. We ran the water maker every other day for two hours. We ate fish at least four days a week. Catching fish in the open ocean isn’t a problem, the issue is size. We used a smaller cedar plug that yielded about the right size fish.”
The Larsens have since sailed the Atlantic Ocean three times and lived on a boat from 2014 until 2020, when they left Seattle to buy a home in Punta Gorda, Fla. They sailed 65,000 miles on Sweet Dream before selling the boat in January 2022.
After Larsen had a stroke a year ago, they came up with a new plan and last December he bought a 50-foot trawler, the Freyja, a Norseman 480 semi-displacement boat which has a 10-foot sailing dinghy, named Laura, tied to her back. Their plan is to one day purchase a 30-foot day sailing boat.
“Sailors’ plans are written in sand at low tide.” Larsen said. “Up to 10 months ago, I’d have said something different than I would today. The stroke didn’t affect my motor skills. It was a very small one and I’m still in the recovery stage. I plan on boating, but I also need to see how I recover.”
“This March, we start the Great American Loop,” Larsen said, “up the east coast, through the lock system to the Great Lakes, cruise the Great Lakes in the summer, then on the Illinois River in the fall, head into the Mississippi River into Tennessee, cut over across Tennessee and Alabama, and then down the west coast of Florida. Home by Thanksgiving. In all, 5,500 miles.”
Said Laura, who married Larsen in March 2021 on the dinner cruise boat Marco Island Princess: “I used to tell my patients – Lars got a second chance, and I am very blessed that he asked me to crew for him.”
Larsen’s lifelong friend and classmate Terry Goodman, a stage and screen actor who lives in Utah, believes his friend’s story could make a movie script: “I think this is a story of dealing with grief that so many people experience and finding love again … that it’s out there and that if you want it, it’s possible. Theirs is a lovely story.”
The Kiki Dee Band may not have known of Melanie Rosales when it sang “I’ve Got the Music in Me,” but its 1974 hit song could have well been written just for her.
When she was growing up in Kalo, a small town between Otho and Coalville, “My parents always had music going in the house – all kinds,” recalled Rosales. “Dad had Mexican stuff going, mom was into country, rock, Broadway. I knew I was obsessed by the age of 4 or 5.
“I was born with a good ear, an open musical mind, and God-given pitch. Pitch is the gift. The rest can be learned and practiced. Never ever wanted to do anything else! It never occurred to me. Whether a blessing or a curse, when I graduated from high school, I just knew I was going to be singing. It was not even an issue.”
Like a verse from the song says:
Some say that life is a circle But that ain't the way that I found it Gonna move in a straight line Keeping my feet firmly on the ground
Rosales’ “straight line” took her from Fort Dodge to Minneapolis, where during the 1980s and 1990s she sang with many of the bands that did the real 'hard gig" work of the Minneapolis rock and blues scene, including the Doug Maynard Band, T C Jammers, Lamont Cranston and Lipps Inc. of "Funkytown" fame. Rosales said she and her close group of friends - writers, players and singers - formed the core of each of these bands.
In the process she earned four Minnesota Music Awards for Best Female Vocalist. In 1984 she had a Billboard Dance Chart leading single "Addicted to the Night", with Lipps Inc. which then crossed over to the R & B charts. In 1985, her single "What You Really Want" written by Jerry Williams, was one of the Billboard top picks.
Singing with the T C Jammers, she took part in a Department of Defense tour for servicemen and servicewomen in Europe and the Azores. Rosales sang many musical jingles for companies that included Dillards, Great Clips, Hormel, Taco Bell, Land O’ Lakes, Phillips 66, McDonalds, SuperAmerica and Arby’s.
Today, she and her husband Charles “Charlie” Underbrink – a fellow member of the Fort Dodge Senior High Class of 1973 (“he was the basketball star, I was the band geek”) – split their time between homes in Park City, Utah, and Crosslake, Minn. Their daughter Piper Underbrink, 30, is a winemaker and viticulturist who owns Prive Vineyard and Winery in Newberg, Ore. She is engaged to be married next August.
And the music - well it’s still in her.
“I sing in the summer, I do at least a couple jobs every summer,” Rosales said. “There’s a really nice show venue called Crooners in Minneapolis, it’s like the old supper clubs. I did one country show with Men of Country, doing some of Loretta Lynn’s stuff, for a couple nights last summer in Minneapolis. They’re just enough to see my old friends, rehearse, laugh, carry on, and pretend like I’m 20 again.”
Keith Brown, who said Rosales has been nominated to the Iowa Rock ‘N Roll Music Association Hall of Fame where, if elected, she would join him and others from Fort Dodge, is a longtime friend who was two years ahead of her at FDSH.
“Fort Dodge has produced many great singers, songwriters and musicians but at the very top, in rarified air is where you’ll find Melanie. She’s the ‘Jewel of Fort Dodge’,” he said. “Melanie has forged her path with determination, hard work and massive talent.
“When Bonnie Raitt performed in Minneapolis last year to a sold-out crowd, she stopped 4 times to tell the crowd how lucky they were to have Melanie in their city. Pretty good recommendation, I’d say.”
In the liner notes for Rosales’ first record, Raitt wrote: "I've loved Mel's sexy, soulful voice for years and the range she's shown on her new record of terrific songs just proves her depth. Her production chops just keep getting better."
Rosales is the youngest daughter of Dolly and Ralph Rosales. Her dad, known as Rosy, operated Rosy’s Tire Service in the Crossroads Mall area. Her parents met after he returned from World War II. “My dad was born in Coffeyville, Kan., and came to Iowa because his dad, my grandfather, got a job working on the railway system in Fort Dodge,” Rosales said. Her grandfather, Lorenzo Morales, immigrated to the United States from Mexico.
Her mother and father each came from families of seven. Three of her father’s sisters survive - Shirley Nelson and Fran Rosales of Fort Dodge and Angie Fair in California. The surviving member of her mother’s family is Dr. Larry Dunscombe of Humboldt.
Rosales and her two sisters, Vicki and Kristi, were born in Fort Dodge and grew up in Kalo. Her mother worked as a beautician and today, at 92, lives in Cocoa Beach, Fla. “She’s into social media – Facebook, TikTok, Instagram - and is still driving.” Rosales’ father died about 8 years ago. Both of her sisters also live in Florida. Vicki is married to Larry Chase, who is from Otho, and they live in Rockledge with their sons Brett and Nathan. Kristi is married to Tim Abbott, who is also from Fort Dodge, and they live in Cocoa Beach with their son Ian. “Both of my sisters used to sing all the time, never professionally, but we always sang together and had fun! They both have great voices.”
“My parents were the most influential people in my career and musical path,” Rosales said. “They both equally fed my love of all types of music and never once uttered the dreaded ... When will get a real job? I had started begging them for a piano around third grade and took lessons every week until I finished my senior year.”
Rosales began singing rock, country and blues when she was 8 years old and has been perfecting her own brand of hard-driving, soulful, contemporary R & B and country sound ever since. She was given a baritone ukulele when she was 10 and played it solo for weddings, funerals and other functions.
She started getting paid for performances when she joined the Fort Dodge band Dale and The DevonAires. “Dad knew Dale Black and told him, my daughter sings, and lo and behold, I signed with them when I was 12. I would join them at a venue to sing a set of songs – one of them, ‘Stand by Your Man’. Lots of country. My dad would take me and stay there while I sang.”
One of her most memorable gigs came when she was asked to sing at a wedding near Gilmore City. “I was 16, had a car, and got caught in a freakish Iowa snowstorm. I got as far as my aunt and uncle’s farm in Gilmore City. I got in the house and called to say I was stranded. ‘Stay right there, we know where the Niemeyer farm is,’ they told me. Soon a sheriff arrived in a snowmobile and took me and my guitar to the wedding.”
The family moved into Fort Dodge, to a home on South 15th Street, when Rosales was in the seventh grade. In high school, she sang in a jazz band, The Fort Dodge Big Band, with John Groethe and Ralph Drollinger. (Groethe taught instrumental music at FDSH and Drollinger taught music at Manson High School.) She took part in high school choruses, “but not a lot of theater stuff because I was always working on weekends. It was fun – with Dale, we’d sing all country, and with the jazz group, all jazz standards. I loved it all. I got to perform for Gail Niceswanger – I loved him as a director. Fort Dodge is not a huge town, it’s a working town, but it always had exceptional art and music instructors.”
Rosales attended Iowa Central Community College from 1973-75. She sang alto as one of the 20 members of the Iowa Central Singers under J. Eugene McKinley and upon graduation, she was the soloist with the Easy Street band – composed of Neil Isaacson of Webster City, Rusty Larson of Eagle Grove and Kim Laird of Moline, Ill.
“We did the Holiday Inn and Ramada Inn circuits, including Florida and up the coast, for the next two years,” she said. “I met Olivia Newton John’s bass player at a Holiday Inn in suburban Minneapolis and he told me, ‘You’re a good singer and you should think of moving to Minneapolis.’ So, I went up and auditioned - and immediately became a waitress. I worked at O’Connell’s Pub in St. Paul, owned by two brothers, and told them, ‘I’m really a singer.’ Finally, I joined a band and got some jobs. Then everything just started happening.
“Total steady work forever…bar work and bands, six nights a week, sometimes seven. I could not do it now. I started getting jingle work – I would sing jingles during the day, then sing with bands at night. I opened for Bonnie Raitt, B.B. King, Taj Mahal many times, and I’ll never forget opening for Muddy Waters at the Union Bar in Minneapolis. It was just mind blowing.”
Although she has performed before audiences since she was 8 years old, Rosales said she still gets stage fright: “Always have, probably always will. My best friend, (Twin Cities performer) Bobby Vandell, once told me to get comfortable with your surroundings and stage for the night, look around, and BREATH! Breathing really really really works. It can calm your pounding heart. Can’t really sing with a pounding heart!”
She was performing at a Minneapolis bar when she “re-met” Charlie Underbrink, whom she had not seen since high school. The son of Earl Underbrink, once president of the First National Bank of Fort Dodge, he worked as an attorney at the time, later got into the investment business and is now a private investor.
“He came to see one of my shows and afterward, he said, ‘You remember me?’ and we started visiting,” she said. “We had both married at about the same time; his marriage went awry; my marriage went awry. We were just friends for another year before we started dating, when we were in our upper 30s.”
They were married Feb. 24, 1987, on a cruise ship, The Big Red Boat – “Married at sea while heading to the Bahamas surrounded by close family on both sides. It was a gas!”
Brown said he and his wife visited Melanie and Charlie at their Crosslake home last summer.
“We engaged in laughter, song and a taste of Charlie’s amazing bourbon catch,” he said. “Melanie engages in all musical styles, R&B, Rock, Country, Jazz with the same desire…to be the best and she always is. As Julie and I were preparing to leave, Stevie Nicks’ keyboardist Ricky Peterson was pulling in for the weekend…yep!…and he’s Melanie’s longtime friend.
“Minnesota loves to claim Melanie as their own, but Charlie and Melanie are truly ‘Iowa Nice’ and ‘Dodger Proud’!”
Asked what music means to her, Rosales replied: “EVERYTHING! Simply everything. It directed my life from the beginning. It can soothe a crying baby, silence a howling wolf, make people get up and move, provide comfort during deep sorrow, change attitudes, open minds, make you laugh! It’s very trite I know ... but music truly is the universal language.it is the great UNITER!
“I hope I have been able to touch people throughout the years to bring moments of happiness to them with my music. I could never ever give back everything that music has given to me in my lifetime.”
From the time she was afflicted with polio at the age of 4, Alyce Moss Flaherty needed crutches and a leg brace to go about what would become her life’s mission – bringing light and love to all she met.
She was armed with an indefatigable spirit and a beautiful smile that lit up any room she entered – and her’s well could have been the smile that Tony Bennett sang of in his hit song of the ’60s that began:
The shadow of your smile When you are gone Will color all my dreams And light the dawn.
“What will she be most remembered for? I think it would be her smile,” said her husband, Mick Flaherty. “She always had a beautiful smile on her face. She was the kindest person. She’d want to get to know you. She was interested in people. When the time came for her to be cared for by hospice, she had the nicest smile on her face for all the hospice people who cared for her. They prayed for her, but she was also praying for them.”
When Alyce died Jan. 31 at the age of 75, it was not polio that took her. It was breast cancer diagnosed in March 2022 that aggressively spread throughout her body. She passed away at Friendship Haven’s Simpson Health Center and hadn’t been able to walk since entering there in December.
Her daughter, Lisa Reisner, was with her on that Tuesday night when she took her last breath. Just days earlier, doctors gave Alyce and Mick and their family the news that she had only a matter of days. That night, many of the family were attending a St. Edmond Middle School basketball game in which Alyce’s grandson, Griffin Laufersweiler, was participating.
“Doctors told us Saturday night she was transitioning,” said daughter Susan Laufersweiler. “I think she didn’t want to do it (die) in front of all of us. Sure enough, Lisa was with her and we got a phone call from her right after the game ended. We got there minutes later, but she was gone. I know mom waited, she didn’t want any of us to miss the game.”
Lisa said she kept reminding her mother “how important she was” and believes she is reunited in heaven with Alyce and Mick’s son, Tim, who died suddenly in September 2021 at the age of 50. “Fly high mom, run and dance with God, Tim, your parents, in-laws and friends.
“My beautiful mother taught us so much and always instilled in us humility, not thinking less of yourself but yourself less. She lived a life of strength, perseverance and faith. She lived her life for others as a wife, mother, grandmother and friend. She was everyone’s biggest champion. If you had the pleasure to know her, she rooted for you.”
In his homily at Alyce’s funeral service at Holy Trinity Catholic Church, Msgr. Kevin McCoy couldn’t have picked a better Scripture verse to begin with than that from II Timothy 4: 6-8 16-18:
“St. Paul says, ‘The time of my dissolution is near. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.’ No truer words could be said of your wife, mother, grandmother, a sister and our friend, Alyce Angeline Flaherty.”
The race and the good fight for Alyce Angeline Moss Flaherty began in Inglewood, California, when she was born April 22, 1947, to Kay and Chester Moss. She had an older brother, Dick, and a younger sister, Linda. Their grandfather, Tom Moss, who owned a farm in southwest Missouri, lived with them in the Los Angeles suburb.
Dick Moss, who lives in Joplin, Missouri, said he still remembers the day in 1951 that changed the family’s lives.
“Mom and dad and Alyce, Linda and I had gone to visit a nephew of dad’s in Tolleson, Arizona (a suburb of Phoenix),” he said. “We traveled from there to Mexico to a place called Rocky Point, played on the beach for a few days, and returned to Tolleson. Alyce was sitting on the couch one night with her right leg underneath her and when it was time to go, she tried to get up and walk but she just couldn’t. That night, the pain got so bad that we took her to a hospital in Phoenix. She was immediately placed into an iron lung; she was paralyzed from the neck down.”
The polio that struck her so suddenly is a highly infectious disease, mostly affecting young children, that attacks the nervous system and can lead to spinal and respiratory paralysis, and in some cases death. It would be several years before Dr. Jonas Salk developed a vaccine that would help lead to near eradication of the disease today.
Alyce stayed in the hospital until she was strong enough that she did not need the iron lung, an artificial respirator invented for treatment of polio patients. She eventually returned to her family in California, undergoing many operations on her legs.
Recalled her sister Linda Moss, who lives in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico: “She was in a hospital, and Dick and I were not allowed to visit Alyce in the polio ward. At some point Alyce had recovered enough that she could come home wearing braces on both legs and on crutches. I am sure this situation was traumatic for our parents and changed their lives in many ways.
“My dad would get up before going to work and do physical therapy with Alyce every morning. They always told her that she could do anything, and their love and commitment certainly helped her achieve a beautiful life. I also think her positive attitude was something she was born with; it was in her being and who she always was. I know that Dick and I always tried to create games that she could participate in whether she was in a wagon being pulled outdoors, etc. Dick being the oldest was the one that was creative in the games we played. Even as a young child she was always determined and had a smile on her face.
“Our mother loved her and never gave up on her and was the one who taught her to sew, cook, take her to piano lessons. It was a team effort with different roles for each of them, but they always supported her efforts to do what she wanted and to never give up.”
In 1954, Alyce’s grandfather prevailed on her father to sell his tire, battery and accessory business and move to Missouri where her grandfather owned a farm 15 miles east of Joplin. Their dad farmed the land and their mom taught at a rural school. The children first attended a rural one-room school, 32 students in six grades.
“Alyce participated in all the sports including baseball,” Linda said. “One of the best batters would hit for her and she would run the bases on her crutches. I used to get jealous that she would get picked before me to be on a team and I did mention this to her when I visited her for the last time.”
Linda recalled that when the family was in Los Angeles, Easterseals asked her parents if Alyce could be the face on its brochures, “but they said no, they did not want Alyce to have that type of publicity. Again, the polio was not a handicap but just a physical limitation that she would need to deal with and that’s how they wanted her to think of herself.”
The three Moss children attended McAuley Catholic High School in Joplin. Alyce learned to drive – using her left foot for the brake and accelerator pedals – and drove with her sister to school each day from their home near Carthage. In her senior year, Alyce was voted Miss Merry Christmas to represent McAuley in the Joplin Christmas parade.
“She was the perfect person for that honor with her beautiful smile and kindness,” Linda said.
Alyce learned to sew when she was seven and was told she would never be able to operate an electric sewing machine. She proved them wrong and made all of her clothes through high school. She was active in 4-H and was elected one summer with two other girls to attend the 4-H citizenship course in Washington, D.C.
Alyce decided she wanted to be a nurse and in an interview with The Joplin Globe when she was in high school, she told why: “I guess it is because I have spent so much of my life in hospitals.” The reporter asked, wouldn’t hospitals be the last place she would want to be? She replied, “It just doesn’t seem to work that way with me. It kept making me realize how much I could help others if I were only a nurse.”
After graduating from McAuley in 1965, she was accepted at St. Catherine’s School of Nursing in Omaha and was valedictorian of her class and student nurse of the year. Alyce was working at Bergan Mercy Hospital in Omaha as a pediatric nurse when she met Mick Flaherty, a St. Edmond graduate, at a party.
“We hit it off,” Flaherty said.
They were married April 4, 1970. After graduating from Creighton, Flaherty began work at Central Life Services in Omaha before they decided to move to Fort Dodge when their firstborn Tim was on the way. He went to work with his father, John Flaherty, at the Flaherty Insurance Agency under the Central Life umbrella. Alyce later became office administrator for the agency, serving in that role for 21 years.
They settled into Fort Dodge and had five children: Tim, who was the HyVee director in Fort Dodge when he died, married to Jodi with children Shannon, Sean, Katie and Maggie; Krysi, a massage therapist in Eugene, Oregeon.; Lisa Reisner, a reading instructor at Duncombe Elementary in Fort Dodge, married to Ryan with their children McKenzie and Calahan; Susan Laufersweiler, development director at St. Edmond and Holy Trinity Parish, married to Mark with children JT, Griffin and Josie; and Amy White, a second-grade teacher in Altoona, married to Adam with children Kaleb, Kennedy and Caroline.
One of Alyce’s best friends was Mary Larson, who was volunteer coordinator for UnityPoint Hospice from 2003-2022. Alyce was honored as Hospice Volunteer of the Year in 2014.
“It was a gift that I was given to meet people like Alyce,” Larson said. “She was a beautiful person, inside and out. She is the person I admired most in my life. She was just a wonderful, kind person, wonderful with patients and other volunteers and staff, treating everybody with respect. I just learned a lot from her about life.”
Beyond her hospice work, Alyce was active with her church. She and Mick received the Spirit of St. Edmond Family Award in 2012. She was part of Monican Mothers, served on the library board, was a bookstore volunteer, a Girl Scout Leader, a church greeter, a Sunday School leader and a member of 100 Women Who Care.
She was a huge fan of her grandchildren and was there to support them for every game, musical, concert or meet; she loved to play cards and games, work on puzzles, bake, and she enjoyed traveling, family vacations and summer times with her family at Twin Lakes.
“She made us all clothes,” Susan Laufersweiler said, “and every year she made pajamas for each grandkid for Christmas. She also cross stitched. She helped make curtains for our houses and mended everyone’s clothes. Msgr. McCoy said she was probably up there mending the angels’ wings, as she often helped mend clothes for him and the other priests.
“She was strong, she never let her it (her disability) get her down. When she played Duck Duck Goose with her grandkids, she’d tap them on the head with her crutch. She didn’t view herself as handicapped at all. She persevered through everything, and she taught us to persevere. You tell me I can’t do that, I’ll show you I can. We all have that strength.
“Mom was tough as nails and didn’t let anything stop her from doing the important things like going to the kids’ activities. Something that got her upset was when we tried to help out and do something for her. She was very independent and knew how she could achieve her mission. When we tried to help her, we usually got in the way.”
As her time on earth neared, Alyce continued to pray for others – including Father Lynn Bruch, a former priest in Fort Dodge, who is battling Parkinson’s disease. He came to Fort Dodge from his home in Manson to be concelebrant at her funeral.
Her brother and sister came to visit her from Joplin and Mexico as her life neared its end.
“It was a beautiful experience to be with her family,” Linda Moss said. “She always had family around 24/7 and was surrounded by love. The family would say prayers, sing or play her favorite songs and talk to her about her grandchildren and what they were doing that day or week.”
Alyce told her brother Dick before he left, “I just want you to know I’m fine, I’m at peace with this, don’t worry about me…”
Paul Stevens
If Trivial Pursuit ever invented a game involving facts about St. Edmond High School, you’d want your partner to be Pat Hassett. You couldn’t lose.
Hassett, a member of the Class of 1960, has been chronicling the history of the Catholic high school for 45 years, operating from a first-floor office off the school library called the Alumni Room – stuffed full of all kinds of items relating to the school.
If there was such a Trivial Pursuit game, here are some questions that might be posed. Go to the bottom of this article for the answers. No peeking!
Who is St. Edmond named for?
What is the origin of the school’s mascot and nickname, Gaels?
Who was the school’s first homecoming queen and what year?
What was the first St. Edmond school play?
When did girls begin wearing uniforms – gray wool blazer and skirt?
When did a St. Edmond athletic team win the school’s first state championship? In what sport, and as a bonus, who was the all-state player that led the Gaels?
Who holds the boys’ basketball school record for most points in one game, and what year?
What year did sanctioned girls’ sports begin? In what sport?
What year did St. Edmond and Fort Dodge Senior High hold their homecoming parade together?
And then here is a question this member of the Class of 1964 posted to Pat: Why does she volunteer and what does she get from it all?
“St. Edmond is my family. And they’ve always been good to my own family. I’ve always liked sports and liked kids and love to be close to the kids” said Hassett, who has been a second-grade helper for the past 17 years, currently working with Ann Knobbe’s class.
“I have no children, so my St. Edmond children are my children. I always say that I now have 385 grandchildren – the number of children in the second-grade classes I’ve helped with since the 2005-06 school year. Almost all the kids call me Grandma Pat.”
“Grandma Pat” is part of the fabric of the high school that has graduated 5,856 students over its history. Today, the original building has been expanded to accommodate all grades – from preschool through senior high school. And it’s right next door to Holy Trinity Catholic Church.
“I personally would say Pat bleeds green,” said Susan Laufersweiler, director of development for St. Edmond Catholic Schools. “She is a true historian of our school. We are so fortunate that she dedicates so much of her time to documenting and keeping up with the history of this school.
“She is the biggest Gael fan as she attends almost every game our students play to cheer them on to victory. She loves to volunteer in the second-grade room and even had a shirt made that says ‘Name, Number, Date’ to help kids remember to put their headings on their papers.”
Hassett was a Valentine’s Day baby, born Feb. 14, 1942, at a hospital in Detroit to Robert and Anna Marie Hassett. Her father was an agent for New York Life Insurance. The family moved to Sloan, Iowa, when she was in kindergarten and then to Fort Dodge in 1955 when her dad joined Lee Oester in a New York Life Insurance agency. The Hassetts had six children at the time – Micki, Pat, Bob, Rusty, Jim and Dick. A seventh, Joe, joined them in late 1955 when he was born at Fort Dodge’s Mercy Hospital.
The family’s move to Fort Dodge came in the same year that St. Edmond High School opened, when long-standing high schools at Corpus Christi and Sacred Heart merged to offer classes in a newly constructed building at 501 N. 22nd St.
All seven Hassett children graduated from St. Edmond – Micki in 1958, Pat in 1960, Bob in 1961, Rusty in 1963, Jim in 1966, Dick in 1970 and Joe in 1974. (Today, three are deceased – Micki, Jim and Joe.)
Pat Hassett worked at Fantles department store while attending high school. After graduation, she joined a friend in attending classes at AIB College of Business in Des Moines. She took business courses and graduated in nine months, then returned to Fort Dodge where she was hired by Fort Dodge Labs, working there from 1962 to 1966.
She moved to Minneapolis and was with First National Bank when she got a call from Don Perry, manager of Fantles, asking if she would return to Fort Dodge to help start up a Fantles store in the new Crossroads Mall. She worked there part-time for two years before joining Iowa-Illinois Gas and Electric as a bookkeeper, then a teller, from 1968 to 1992. Hassett joined the City of Fort Dodge Water Department in 1993 as a billing clerk and worked there until retiring in 2004.
Hassett started as a second-grade helper in 2005, but she had long been active with Catholic schools from the time she started as an eighth grader at Corpus Christi when her family moved to Fort Dodge. Her efforts earned her the distinction of being the first recipient of the Spirit of St. Edmond Alumni Award in 1994.
“Everyone loves Grandma Pat,” said Tabitha Acree, principal for pre-kindergarten through grade 8. “She supports ALL students, but particularly our second-grade students who are getting ready for their sacraments. Grandma Pat is known for giving a $2 bill to students. Both my boys still have theirs and they are in their 20s.
“Grandma Pat is known for school spirit and attends assemblies, sporting events, school masses, etc. She encourages everyone to stand during our school song and is one of the biggest fans for our students. Grandma Pat spends countless hours documenting our school events (which helps staff and coaches). She keeps our alumni room updated. You can always go there to learn about the history of our school.”
The genesis for Hassett’s historical work came in 1977 when a friend asked her if a list existed of all the graduates of St. Edmond. She typed in names from yearbooks and then found their addresses at the time they were attending school. Sister Dominic Church worked with her on the project.
Hassett had always been saving clippings involving St. Edmond students, but it was when custodian Skip Ostrander rescued boxes of clippings that were about to be thrown out that her work as school historian intensified.
“We are so lucky he saved them for us,” she said.
She started organizing the clippings in binders by years and activities. She has a filing system that she uses to keep track of the current year at the same time as organizing materials from past years. One of her binders contains all the historical firsts for the school.
She estimates that she has 5,000 newspaper clippings, placed in folders for each of the 67 years of the high school’s existence. In the Alumni Room, you can find photos, every high school yearbook, many middle school yearbooks, sports books, VHS tapes of musicals, Tri Crown newspapers, Sharing the Spirit magazines, trophies, letter jackets, and much, much more.
“All the time, people ask me a question,” she said. “I’ll write it down and tell them I’ll get back to them. Once in a while, people will email me. I get back to them as quickly as I can.”
She welcomes donations of any materials relating to the school. They can be dropped off at the Development Office. Her phone is 515-570-7373 and her email – hamp@frontiernet.net.
“I like finding answers for sports or St. Edmond questions,” Hassett said. “I get to know the kids and parents that way. Most of the time when someone asks me something, I will ask the teachers or coaches and most of the time I get some kind of answer. Sometimes they will show me how to get the answers on Google.
“I hope when I’m gone someone will keep it going. I have been at St. Edmond since the school opened and hope to be with them for many more years.”
Who is St. Edmond named for?
Answer: Bishop Edmond Heelan, once bishop of the Sioux City Diocese, and St. Edmond of England, an Anglo king of the 4th Century.
What is the origin of the school’s mascot and nickname, Gael?
Answer: Gael was an Irish warrior. When the high school opened, it held a contest for a school nickname; from a list of 100 entries, senior Karen Coleman was the winner and received a $25 savings bond.
Who was the school’s first homecoming queen and what year?
Answer: Angie Tornabane, 1955.
What was the peak enrollment year for a St. Edmond senior class?
Answer: Senior class of 1968-69, 166 members. (Note: the first senior class of 1955-56 had 69 members and the most recent graduating senior class of 2021-22 had 45 members.)
What was the first St. Edmond school play?
Answer: “Special Delivery.”
When did girls begin wearing uniforms – gray wool blazer and skirt?
Answer: 1961-62.
When did a St. Edmond athletic team win the school’s first state championship? In what sport, and as a bonus, who was the all-state player that led the Gaels?
Answer: The 1999-2000 Gaels boys basketball team won the Iowa Class 2A title, led by guard Jack Brownlee who was Class 2A Player of the Year. The coach then was Adolph Kochendorfer.
Who holds the boys’ basketball school record for most points in one game, and what year?
Answer: John Anderson, Class of 1964, 50 points, against South Hamilton on Jan. 18, 1964. (NOTE: Anderson went on to star at the University of St. Thomas in St. Paul, Minn., where he rejoined St. Edmond teammate Dan Hansard, Class of 1963, who at 6-foot-10 is believed to be the tallest player ever to play at St. Edmond.)
What year did sanctioned girls’ sports begin at St. Edmond? In what sport?
Answer: Girls volleyball started in 1971, coached by Sue Koenitz. Two years later, girls’ 6-on-6 basketball began, coached by Keith Goedken.
What year did St. Edmond and Fort Dodge Senior High hold their homecoming parade together?
Answer: 2007.
-PAUL STEVENS
Life’s lessons learned on the baseball field at Dodger Stadium under the tutelage of iconic coach Ed McNeil have served Del Blankenhagen well in a career of education and military service.
Blankenhagen taught in the Fort Dodge Community School District for five years (where he was an assistant coach several years under McNeil), then worked as a principal and teacher in Wyoming for 11 years. He served in the U.S. Army for 35 years – 17 on active duty and 18 in the reserve – before retiring as a colonel.
Today, from his home in Newnan, Georgia, in suburban Atlanta, he reflects on how his twin careers and his life were impacted by McNeil, who coached at FDSH from the mid-1960s until 1990. McNeil died in 1991 after suffering a heart attack at the age of 61. One season later, the baseball field at Dodger Stadium was dedicated and formally named in his honor: Ed McNeil Field.
“Ed instilled a sense of teamwork in his ballplayers,” said Blankenhagen, an All-State second baseman for the Dodgers in 1968, his senior year. “That is an extremely beneficial life skill. Teamwork is present in any successful business and organization. Obviously when a sports team performs as a team as opposed to individuals, success usually follows. It’s no different in military operations. The more a squad, companies, battalions, etc. perform as a team, the more successful is the mission. Successful missions save lives and property.
“Ed was extremely organized. As a player, I liked that we were continually occupied with baseball skills and fundamentals in practice. We had hitting stations, pepper drills, infield grounder practice, and did situations. We were always occupied. This prepared us to be as successful as possible at game time. I used this type of format for my classroom as a teacher. I tried to keep my students creatively occupied with the time I had them. I put them in different learning stations: silent reading tables, diary writing station, math problem solving and puzzles. Being fully occupied created a good learning environment and consequently fewer discipline problems.
“Ed was always in charge. He created an environment with discipline that was fair and practical. You either abided by the rules or you didn’t play. As players, we had to look and act like athletes because we represented our family, school and city, made us want to play and win for the team. All off this helped shape us and prepared us for success in our future endeavors.”
When Blankenhagen coached under McNeil for several seasons, as head coach for junior varsity and third-base coach for the varsity, he saw a different side of McNeil “that he didn’t let us see as players.
“During that time, he allowed me to be my own coach, make mistakes and learn from them. As a principal and an officer in the military, I used those principles of teamwork, organization and discipline as the bedrock for supporting and improving my students, teachers, and soldiers.
”Blankenhagen recalled his last year as McNeil’s assistant when the Dodgers made the finals of the state tournament. As third-base coach, he waved a Dodger runner home from second after the batter hit a single. The runner was thrown out and the Dodgers eventually lost the game.
“In retrospect I should not have sent the runner,” he said. “Ball was hit hard and the outfielder had a good arm. I should have realized that but in my judgement, I felt he could make it. Ed took me aside and sternly asked why I sent him. I told him in my judgement I felt he could make it. Instead of chewing me out, he said “OK“. I think he wanted to know that I made a decision based on what I thought was right.”
None of this surprises Sharon McNeil, who was married to Ed for almost 35 years and lives in Fort Dodge. Her husband tried to teach far more than baseball skills, she said: He worked to impart life’s lessons, with one of the most fundamental ones: respect for others.
“He was very strict in what he believed in, and the kids respected him for that,” she said. “That’s what he believed in – to respect people, always listen with respect. He wanted his kids to live their life the right way, to respect life and respect people and to go out there and do the best you can.”
Said Blankenhagen: “I loved and respected the man a great deal. I think he had a lot of respect for me as well. It hurt when I heard that he died. I was supposed to be one of the pall bearers at his funeral, but I could not make it due to military obligations.”
Blankenhagen is the son of Erna and Delmar Blankenhagen, who met in Livermore when his dad was working a soda pop route and delivered to a gas station where his mother worked while helping her father. They had five children. Chuck Blankenhagen, the oldest, died in 2006 of a stroke at the age of 57; he pitched for McNeil while attending FDSH. Del was next-born, followed by sisters Debbie Johnson of Hudson; Cindie Archer of Smith Center, Kansas. and Cara Burke of Cedar Falls.
Baseball was part of Blankenhagen’s life from the age of 4 or 5. He was 13 when he joined the Fort Dodge Demons, coached by another Fort Dodge baseball legend, Jerry Patterson.
At FDSH, he played baseball, wrestled and ran track “but I was only proficient in baseball,” he said. He was voted to the first-team All-State Iowa baseball team in 1968 as a second baseman.
Blankenhagen attended Iowa Central Community College in 1968-1969, and played baseball. He moved to Buena Vista College (now University) from 1969-1972, majoring in education with a teacher’s certificate and playing baseball all three years. He was all-conference in 1971 and 1972 and was named an NAIA Little All American for his team’s region.
In 1970, he married Jerrilyn Maurer, who graduated from FDSH the previous year. They have three daughters – Kristy, Keri and Kelly. Kristy Hughett of Fort Dodge is married to Bill Hughett, with children Landon and Leah; Keri Finkenbinder of Lithia, Florida., is married to Brooke Finkenbinder, with children Haley and Hannah, and Kelly Blankenhagen Lopez of Gilbert, is married to Eric Lopez, with children Quinn and Caroline. Del and Jeri had two sons who are deceased – Delmer James (DJ) Blankenhagen and Kyle Allen Blankenhagen.
The military ties continue with two of his sons-in-law. Eric Lopez is an ROTC instructor and commander of the Air Force ROTC at Iowa State University in Ames. Brooke works as a contractor and is a Warrant Officer 4 in the Army Reserve specializing in information technology.
After graduation from Buena Vista, the Blankenhagens moved to West Des Moines where Del worked at the Woolco department store. They returned to Fort Dodge in 1974 when he was hired as a physical education teacher for K-6. He taught physical education, coached baseball under McNeil and coached junior high wrestling.
With a friend Steve Harbaugh, then an elementary school teacher, Blankenhagen began work on a master’s degree at Iowa State University in educational administration and the two of them car-pooled to Ames three days a week, for four years, to obtain their degrees in 1978. Harbaugh is now retired from teaching and work as an elementary school principal.
The Blankenhagen family moved to Wright, Wyoming., in 1979 when he was appointed a principal there for a new K-8 school. He then moved to Gillette, Wyoming., to become an elementary school teacher and principal. His wife Jeri taught junior high science in Gillette.
Blankenhagen’s military career began in 1971 when he was a junior at Buena Vista and joined the National Guard in Storm Lake. He served in the Iowa and Wyoming National Guard at the same time he was working in education, from 1970 to1985, and then transferred to the Army Reserve for the next five years.
In 1990, he entered the Army full time during Operation Desert Storm and was assigned to the 76th Training Division out of Hartford, Conneciticut., as a force development officer. He transferred to Colorado State University in 1994 as an ROTC instructor there and commander of the ROTC program at the University of Northern Colorado. He was assigned to Washington, DC in 1996, serving in resource management and force development at the Pentagon. Then it was off to an assignment with the U.S. Forces Command in Atlanta in 2000, where he served as the Army Reserve Liaison from 2000 to 2004. His final tour was in Birmingham as the deputy division commander specializing in readiness.
Blankenhagen retired from the Army in 2006 and worked from 2006 to 2012 in the Washington area as a government contractor for the CALIBRE (a contract company). He worked on contracts with the U.S. Army Reserve Command in East Point, Georgia, and the Office of the Chief Army Reserve (OCAR) in the Washington area.
“I liked the military because it was a structured organization – you do well, they promote you; you don’t do well, they don’t,” he said. “I got into a field I found interesting. In the military, knowledge of force management is very important.
“My most challenging assignment was in the DC area, as force management officer. It is important, you at the pinnacle of your military career. The decisions you make are decisions that you pretty much stick and you live with them. It was an exciting time, a challenging time.”
Today, in retirement, Blankenhagen enjoys golf and traveling.
“I do volunteer with church projects and assist fellow Army officers with home projects, etc.,” he said. “I assist a fellow retired Army colonel with his Parkinson’s disease. We meet weekly for lunch, and I assist him in his woodworking projects.
August 6, 2022
Paul Stevens
If indeed someone could be personified by these words from Bette Midler’s classic song “Wind Beneath My Wings,” it would be Janet Habhab:
“Did you ever know that you’re my hero
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings.”
For nearly 70 years, she was a hero to Al Habhab, the wind beneath his wings — the wife of one of Fort Dodge’s most well-known figures who was a decorated World War II veteran, an attorney, mayor of the city for 14 years, a district court judge and a state appellate court justice.
But that hero had teeth. If someone was critical of her husband, watch out.
“She was always supportive,” Habhab recalled. “She would take personal offense if something was said about me that was unkind. She would never do it publicly, but she’d tell me, ‘Where’d they get their information on that, they don’t even know you.'”
She helped him soar in his profession while raising their two children, Bob and Mary Beth; managing the family’s rental properties; forging many friendships; being active in the Republican Party; volunteering for Meals on Wheels and working to keep her husband grounded outside of work. There was so much more to her than met the eye – as many who knew her well recall in the wake of her death this past Tuesday at the age of 92.
“We have had the pleasure of being neighbors with Janet and Albert for 25 years,” said Dee and Bruce Murman. “We discovered early on that Janet was in charge of her household. She possessed a strong, authoritative persona with a no-nonsense approach to most everything. She was assertive and independent taking care of business — the business of her family. Albert may be the judge, but Janet was in command!”
More such memories will be shared by family and friends who gather for a visitation from 2 to 4 p.m. Sunday at Gunderson Funeral Home and Cremation Services and for her funeral services at 10:30 a.m, Monday at First Congregational United Church of Christ, followed by interment in North Lawn Cemetery.
Her husband and her son were at her side — as well as emergency Fire Department officers — when she took her last breath in the living room of the home where they’ve lived since 1963.
“She said she knew she was going to die,” Al Habhab said. “I told her, ‘Get well, don’t be worried about dying.’ It was quick, she didn’t answer.”
In an interview with the son of his best friend, the late Messenger editor emeritus Walter Stevens, Habhab recalled one of the things he most remembered and admired about his wife of 59 years.
“Whenever there was something that needed to be done, she was more inclined to correct it than to complain about it,” Habhab said. “A lot of people complain and complain and do nothing about it. With Janet, she’d do something about it. We had no regrets. I enjoyed every minute of our life together.”
The two met on a blind date in 1950 when students at the University of Iowa. Janet was born June 10, 1930, at an orphanage in Kansas City, Missouri., and was adopted by a dentist and his wife, Robert and Grace Morse of Elkader. Al was a World War II veteran from Fort Dodge — later awarded the Bronze Star for heroism at the Battle of the Bulge.
“I was in law school and the only time we dated was on weekends and so it had to be the following Friday or Saturday,” Habhab recalled. “We only dated once a week. We did not have a lot of money. I was on the GI Bill at that time. We would date Friday or Saturday. Most of the time, we would attend a movie. We just considered that we were going together. I did not see anyone else and she didn’t, as I recall.”
Janet quickly added: “He remembers it differently than I do, because if I could not go, if I was unable to go, he went with someone else.”
Al responded: “I guess that is true.”
They were married three years later, on July 26, 1953, and made their home in Fort Dodge where Habhab opened his own law office.
The happiest moment of her life was when they welcomed children into their home, Habhab recalled. Robert was born in 1959 and Mary Beth in 1962, both adopted as infants from an agency in Dubuque.
“The adoption agency called and said, ‘we have a child for you, if you want him,'” he said. “Bob was 4 to 5 months old. She took one look at Bob and wouldn’t let him go. ‘No, we’ll take him now,’ she said, and literally grabbed him right out of the nurse’s arms. Those 10-15 minutes are permanently embedded in my mind and heart.
“I was in the hospital for some reason when we got the call on Mary Beth. Janet went with a friend. She came into my room the next day and said, ‘You’re a dad again.’ She wasn’t going to take any chances of anyone changing their mind.”
Bob lives in Fort Dodge and Mary Beth in Cottage Grove, Minnesota, where she’s married to Troy Burger and have two children and four grandchildren.
“I think Janet was real patient with me. Going to the Court of Appeals was a deciding moment on whether we wanted to remain in Fort Dodge or move to Des Moines,” Habhab said. “The kids were pretty well grown by then, but as you know, you’re better off moving with 3- or 4-year-old children than you are with 15- or 16-year-old kids. They need more attention and Janet was there for the kids, always. They never came home from school when she was not there for them. She took care of the home and did everything, particularly when I was in Des Moines so much. Even when I went on the bench, she was there.
“In the mayor’s office, which was a demanding job, there were endless meetings and occasions that you had to attend. She was there. She carried the burden there. I think one thing about it, she was always there for the kids. Whatever they needed, wherever they had to be, she would dress them for the occasions. Our son was a model for children’s clothing, Janet would dress him so well. Mary Beth was interested in synchronized swimming and was good at that. Bob was exceptionally good in athletics.”
The Habhabs ate out a lot in their later years. One of their favorite meals was the fried chicken at Ja-Mar. For years, they met for breakfast Sunday mornings at Village Inn with Ruth and Walt Stevens, two of their best friends.
Janet loved to play bridge and did so several times a week. She was active in PEO and with Meals on Wheels – and was a huge fan of the Iowa Hawkeyes.
“She was an avid Iowa Hawkeye football fan — we had season tickets for years — and we went down to Iowa City in snow and sleet and rain,” Habhab said. “She’d get mad at some of the calls that were made, which was completely out of character. You didn’t say anything bad about her Hawkeyes.”
The Habhabs loved to travel as a family.
“We traveled quite a bit,” he said. “We went to Hawaii, Austria and Italy. We took the kids with us. Janet had a cousin in Maine, a home on an island. We went up there. We did things together.”
On her 90th birthday, neighbor Bruce Murman said, Janet insisted that he and his wife Dee join them to celebrate the occasion.
“We shared a glass of wine and great conversation that evening, and I remember her easy smile that day,” Murman said. “However, more grand was her smile the day she returned from a stay at a very nice, local retirement/care center. While she enjoyed the card games and the company of others during her stay, she wanted so much to spend her last days at home despite all of our encouragement to do otherwise. Well, she got her wish: she died at home, peacefully, in her easy chair.”
Some people are lucky to have friendships that last a lifetime.
But for two families who were first united 140 years ago, friendships have lasted through five generations and remain alive today.
Meet the Porter and Hughett families.
It was 1882 when Thomas and Ann Porter homesteaded on farmland near Duncombe and became neighbors with Mark and Maude Hughett, who homesteaded on their own farm after coming to Iowa in a covered wagon from Wisconsin, where they met.
They became fast friends, continuing to be close as they raised their children. That friendship was cemented on the economic side when they went together to purchase a thresher, a farm machine for separating small grain and seed crops from their chaff and straw. Well into the 20th Century, that thresher was still operating.
“They were good friends and they trusted each other,” said Sue Porter, great-granddaughter of Thomas and Ann.
“Our families are good friends all these years later. Over the years we have traveled to visit each other, gone on trips together, attended birthdays, funerals and baby showers and other life events. There have even been times when we’ve stayed with each other for a few months. They are sort of like cousins that aren’t cousins.”
Lee Hughett, grandson of Mark and Maude, said, “We enjoy each other’s company. No putting on the dog, that kind of stuff, it was just a good family relationship. We’ve all scattered and may not see anybody for a while, but when we do, it was just like we’d been together yesterday. We went on from there.”
Sue – Billie Sue to family and friends – and Lee are members of the families that have kept in touch to this day – the children and descendants of Delbert and Elaine “Billie” Treloar Porter and Gordon and Violet Hughett.
Gordon and Violet had five children: Lee, Bruce, Sandra (Consier), Gwen (Ashbrook) and Nicolette. Delbert and Billie had four children: Robert, Mary (Porter), Ann (Porter Stoner) and Sue (Porter).
The Porter family was perhaps best known in Fort Dodge through a restaurant that was originally part of the Treloar’s chain, Max Treloar’s Pancake Feast. It opened in 1961 and was sold five years later toMax’s sister Elaine “Billie” Porter and her husband Delbert Porter, and became Del Porter’s Pancake Feast, operating until they sold it in 1978.
Sue Porter, who is a granddaughter of Treloar’s founder Papa “Les” Treloar, lives in downtown Phoenix. Hughett lives 20 miles away in Sun City, Arizona. Sue’s sister, Mary, lives in a Phoenix suburb and another sister, Ann, lives in Cedar Falls. Their brother Bob is deceased.
The Porter farmstead was designated an Iowa Century Farm in 1986 – applied for by Thomas and Ann Porter’s son George, who was Sue Porter’s great uncle.
While living in Fort Dodge, Del Porter and Gordon Hughett became close friends. When Gordon and his wife Violet moved to Arizona, the Porters would drive out to visit and then became snowbirds themselves in the 1970s. When the Hughletts moved, their son Bruce took over the family farm before it was sold.
The five children of Gordon and Violet Hughett were “great friends with my siblings,” Sue Porter said, “and at 62, I am actually the age of their children. Lee Hughett, who is 86, is the only surviving child of the Hughetts.”
Lee Hughett graduated from Fort Dodge Senior High in 1953 – his parents were also FDSH graduates – and Sue Porter graduated from FDSH in 1978 – as did all of her siblings and as did both parents (in 1938).
Lee is the only surviving member of his generation of Hughetts. His brother Bruce and sisters Gwen, Sandy and Nicolette are deceased. Lee and his former wife Jane have five children, 10 grandchildren and 35 great-grandchildren.
A Hughett presence remains in Fort Dodge.
Bill Hughett, son of Norma and Bruce Hughett, and his wife Kristy and their children Landon and Leah. Bill’s mother also lives in the city. Bill works at Van Diest Supply Company and Kristy at the Prairie Lakes Area Education Agency. Their son Landon is working on his fourth year of becoming a plumber while with Bergman Plumbing, and daughter Leah just completed her degree at the University of Northern Iowa to become a speech pathologist.
Like many families, the Porters and Hughetts next generations have spread beyond their hometown – and many of them are in the Phoenix area.
“Most of the remaining Hughetts live here, in Phoenix, and we see them from time to time,” Mary Porter said. “In fact. MaryJane, Lee’s ex-wife, and I have dinner together, every two weeks.
Sue Porter said the families have “supported each other through friendship and crisis. Norma Hughett made food for my mom’s funeral – my mom and I fixed the food for her mother’s funeral. We’ve always been there for each other.”
“Over the years the families have shared camping in Rocky Point, Mexico, and San Diego. Good memories include mountain climbing in Arizona, boating at Twin Lakes in Iowa and Saguaro Lake in Arizona, many BBQs and dances with the families and all the children playing games.”
During their growing-up years in Fort Dodge, the Porters and Hughetts would join for ice cream socials every other week and had fried chicken – straight from Treloar’s, of course.
“If you ever wanted good chicken, that was the place to go,” Sue Porter said. “We made homemade ice cream from a big block of ice we brought from town and then used hand crankers to make the ice cream.”
Lee Hughett’s favorite ice cream memory: “I just remember gatherings with food being present. Homemade Ice Cream. Kids these days don’t know the battle for the dasher.”
There were gatherings at Billie and Del Porters’ cabin on Twin Lakes and lots of excursions in their daughter Mary’s pontoon boat. They sold the cabin in 1978 but their daughter Ann still has property at Twin Lakes.
Both Sue Porter and Lee Hughett hope the family ties will continue long into the future.
“It is still continuing – that’s what is so amazing,” Sue Porter said. “The two families are still making memories and still keep in touch. My kids are in their 30s and are in contact with the Hughett kids. Of the two families that live in Arizona, the youngest generations still keep in touch – inviting each other to baby showers, birthday parties and picnics.”
How did the son and grandson of sharecroppers who grew up on a farm in eastern North Carolina growing tobacco, peanuts and cotton find his way to Fort Dodge for a career in education and volunteerism that has made him one of the most-respected residents of the community – and of the state of Iowa?
For Judge Brown, it is a story of determination, dedication and yes, a bit of luck.
It was the fall of 1973 when Brown left North Carolina to take his first full-time job at Lincoln University in Jefferson City, Mo., teaching history and establishing the first teacher education lab school at the historically Black university.
“When I taught in the lab school, I met Dennis Williams, who taught English at Fort Dodge Senior High School,” Brown said. “He was from Jefferson City, and I met him through his family – I knew his mother because she had her grandchildren at the lab school. He told me about an opening in social studies at the high school.”
Brown applied, was hired, and moved in 1977 to Fort Dodge - where he taught at FDSH for nine years and at Iowa Central Community College for 19 years - and where he volunteered in a wide variety of public service.
About his unusual first name of Judge? Well, it was inherited from his father, also named Judge Brown. He wears it proudly, but … “In college, kids would tease with ‘Here come da judge, here come da judge’ (from Rowan & Martin’s Laugh-In show). I get mail addressed to the Honorable Judge Brown. At an education conference in Des Moines, when I asked a question of an attorney, he responded, ‘Well, your honor…’ I told him, ‘I’m not a judge, I’m a schoolteacher.’”
Brown’s grandfather Robert Brown and father Judge Brown were sharecroppers on a farm outside Bethel, a community of 1,500 on the far eastern edge of North Carolina – about 80 miles from the Atlantic Coast. They grew tobacco, peanuts, cotton, and some soybeans.
Brown was one of nine children of Judge and Helen Hopkins Brown. Six of them are still living: Robert, who lives in Bethel; Alice Brown Howard, in Brooklyn, N.Y.; Helen Ruth Bullock, in Greenville, N.C.; Vernon, in Robersonville, N.C., and Clarence, in Aurora, Colo. His deceased siblings were Gloristine, of Arlington, Va.; Patricia (Ann), of Raleigh, N.C., and Roy, of Bethel.
Brown was born in Bethel, grew up on a farm outside of town and rode a bus into Bethel to attend school. By the time he was in fourth grade, he said he knew he wanted to be a teacher.
“Teachers got to go to work all nicely dressed, they looked professional, they got a paycheck every month,” he said. “They didn’t have to wait to get paid until fall when the harvest was in. They didn’t have to go through the physical struggles and uncertainty that people like my dad did. I didn’t like to get my hands dirty. When you work in tobacco, farming is dirty work and something that did not interest me. With teaching, I thought to myself, ‘I’d like to do that.'”
He spent summers in high school in New Haven, Conn., where his mother’s three brothers and sister lived – working in restaurant kitchens for two summers, at a radiator manufacturing company another summer and as a soda jerk at Macy’s another summer.
Brown attended North Carolina Central University in Durham – the first of his family to attend college - and graduated in 1968 with a bachelor’s degree in American history with a minor in geography.
He was one semester into graduate school when Uncle Sam came knocking: He was drafted into the Army in 1969 and after training as a medic, he shipped to Vietnam where he served for 14 months. He was assigned to the 23rd Artillery Group at a headquarters aid station at Base Camp Phu Loi, about 20 miles north of Saigon.
“My mom was petrified, and she made sure I took my Bible with me,” he said. “My wish was to come back the way I had gone, with no trauma, with no injury - and that happened. I’m very thankful for that. I did what I had to do and came back and went on with my life. I was blessed.”
To this day, he has kept that Bible, presented to him when he graduated from college, in his home office.
Brown returned to graduate school and earned a master’s degree in American history at Central, the first publicly supported historic black college in the nation. He moved in 1973 to Lincoln University in Jefferson City and then – thanks to the tip from Williams - to Fort Dodge in 1977. Sadly, his father died suddenly of a heart attack at the age of 50 at the time he accepted the offer.
Brown taught at FDSH for nine years and it was there that he met Shirley Harper-Lockman – a well-known Fort Dodge school employee and active community member herself. They were married from 1993 until her death in January 2019.
"Judge Brown was my favorite teacher," said Judi Flaherty Johnson of Fort Dodge, a 1983 FDSH graduate who took his Ethnic Studies course. "He was so relatable and was able to teach us about diversity in the world from a classroom in small-town Iowa. He would teach, not preach, and that made him very approachable, charismatic, and interesting. I ran into him a few years ago and he was still the same!"
Charles Clayton, a student when Brown taught at FDSH and today founder and executive director of Athletics for Education and Success, said: “Judge was like the wise old sage when I was going through high school and even as I got older, as a mentor figure. He would play the devil’s advocate just to challenge you and make sure you were thinking through things completely and weighing your options on decisions!
“He has done so much for Black students in Fort Dodge and across Iowa, both on a personal level and fighting battles behind the scenes.”
Brown followed his high school teaching with a term and a half on the community school board. He was director of the Fort Dodge Urban Ministry from 1986-91 and moved to Des Moines when he joined the Iowa Department of Education as a consultant for school integration and multicultural integration. In that position, he traveled regularly to 12 desegregation districts across the state, including Fort Dodge.
He was there until 1998, when then-Iowa Central president Dr. Bob Paxton offered him a position at Iowa Central. “Shirley and I had been married five years,” he said. “It was time to come home. I stopped being a road warrior – traveling all over the state.”
At Iowa Central, he first worked in administration and then ended up as fulltime teacher in social sciences. His favorite course: Fundamentals of American government.
“I like politics and law and it just struck my fancy,” he said. “I would every now and then schedule current events quizzes, make my students read the newspaper and pay attention to the news. They had to go to public meetings, school board meetings, legislative forums, city council meetings. They learned so much from these.”
Brown took early retirement in 2007. He had started teaching an online course in American history four years earlier and when he retired, he was invited to continue to teach online, which he did until 2017 when he retired, again, at the age of 71.
Since 2008, Brown has served as a volunteer at Friendship Haven, working with residents of the Simpson Health Center.
“Judge Brown is a part of the fabric of Friendship Haven,” said Julie Thorson, its president and CEO. “His kindness and compassion mean so much to all of us. He has carved out the perfect niche for his own time and special talents on the Friendship Haven campus. Nearly every Sunday for more than a decade, Judge has made a significant contribution in helping residents get from their homes in the Simpson Health Center to our worship service in the Tompkins Celebration Center. We also often see Judge on weekdays escorting residents across campus to gatherings with friends for coffee and conversation.
“Not only does Judge lend a helping hand, but his presence also energizes any room he enters, his interest is genuine and loving, and his endearing smile is a reminder that we’re all family at Friendship Haven.”
Brown was recognized in 2021 as the LeadingAge Iowa Volunteer of the Year at a banquet in Cedar Rapids and noted at the time, “I’ve always really enjoyed being around older people for as long as I can remember. I think it’s because I didn’t have my own grandparents around much when I was growing up. As a younger man, I never had that opportunity to sit around and drink coffee and talk about things with people who have experience and wisdom on their side.
“I hear all kinds of interesting stories when I’m at Friendship Haven. It’s a wonderful crowd. You know, they’re at a stage in their lives where they’re just thankful for every day they’re given. They don’t have personal agendas. They’re not trying to be something they aren’t. It’s just a very simple, pure perspective. I appreciate the relationship I have with those folks so much, and have ever since I started there.”
Brown always stayed active with a wide variety of boards and committee assignments.
He has been involved since 1982 in the Harry Meriwether Scholarship, started by Elder LeRoy Johnson of Calvary Church, which has provided more than 200 scholarships over the years to Black or biracial Black students. He spent 10 years as a member of the Commission on the Status of Women (CSW) – a good fit, he said, because he was raised by a mother “who didn’t take any stuff.” Brown served for U.S. Sen. Tom Harkin, D-Iowa, and U.S. Rep. Tom Latham, R-Iowa, as an interviewer for military academy students. And he served on the 2nd Judicial District nominating committee, interviewing judge candidates.
He's also served as a volunteer with the Teener League baseball program, Webster County Crime Stoppers, AARP, the African American Museum of Iowa in Cedar Rapids and Urban Vision in Des Moines.
Brown has three stepsons, Shirley’s sons from her previous marriage: Alan Lockman, of Farnhamville; Daniel Lockman, of Fort Dodge, and David Lockman, of Minneapolis. He has five grandchildren and seven great grandchildren.
“It’s been a great ride for me,” Brown said. “Part of it is that I work with great people, people who received me from the time I came here at Senior High.”
What may his friends not know about him?
“I’m a decent cook when I put my mind to it,” he said. “But since I am diabetic, that’s a bit limited.
“I’m a big fan of classical music. I started listening to it while in college while taking music appreciation. I love classical music – especially Iowa Public Radio Classical. I have Alexa, now, I tell her, ‘Play Iowa Public Radio classical station’ – and play it all day.”
Whether wearing the black robe of a judge, the uniform of a corrections officer or the striped shirt of a sports official, Tom and Jim Bice believe in and practice the term: “Paying it forward.”
The two Fort Dodge brothers, in their work careers and their avocation in officiating high school sports events, have tried to make the world a better place. And along the way, they are more than brothers: they’re close friends.
Their path to work in public service came after successful careers in the commercial sector.
Tom Bice worked as an attorney with the Johnson Law Firm for 36 years before his appointment in 2008 by then-Gov. Chet Culver as a district court judge. He moved to Senior Judge status in April 2019 when he turned 72 (the mandatory age for judicial retirement) and continues on the bench with a reduced caseload.
“I was a partner during my years with the Johnson firm,” he said. “I loved the work and loved those people, but I had the attitude that it was time to give back and I saw the judiciary as providing that opportunity. I am very thankful I made the change.”
Jim Bice first worked with the Mead Corp., then First Federal Savings and Loan and then in property casualty insurance before he joined the staff of the Fort Dodge Correctional Facility in 2000. He retired Jan. 27 after 22 years of service.
“I enjoyed banking and insurance work and believe I did well in it,” he said, “but work at the prison was a chance to maybe change some lives. I was blessed that it came when it did. I liked it. I hope we changed at least a few lives.”
Was there a correlation with their jobs as a judge and correctional officer?
“We have saved some souls,” Tom said. “I’ve had a lot of people in criminal court who are in tough circumstances and they’re in trouble. We have had cases where people come out and they become good citizens. Those are the ones we care about. We want people to become good citizens, good family members, good parents.”
Jim said, “Through my years at the correctional facility, I would have an inmate ask me, ‘Isn’t your brother the judge…hey, he was my judge.’ I would ask, how’d he treat you, how was it? Every one of them said he was fair.
“When I get guys at the prison who completed their sentence and they’re picked up by relatives and leaving, I shake his hand and say, ‘Hey Smitty, I never want to see you here again.’”
Sports was a big part of the brothers’ lives from the time they started in little league baseball as kids (Tom played for the Moose Midgets, Jim for Martin Flag). They both competed in sports at FDSH and later became high school football and basketball officials. Tom has retired from officiating, but Jim – who had been known by inmates at the correctional facility as “Ref” - continues to work as an official for football and for boys and girls basketball. He’s officiated since 1991 – nearly half of his life.
He and fellow official Marlo Branderhorst began officiating girls games back in the days of 6-on-6 competition and estimates that the two have officiated at least 2,500 basketball games, including post-season. Jim has also teamed with Randy Lohmeier.
“Tom and I have often said that if you can survive a number of years being a sports official, you can do a lot of jobs,” Jim said. “It takes people skills, patience, understanding and willingness to listen, and you’ve got to be a good communicator. My favorite comeback when someone in the stands complains about a call: ‘You need to come out here and try this sometime.’”
The Bices teamed for 25 years with a football officiating crew that included Terry Carson, Terry Paulson, Marlo Branderhorst, Mark Johnson and Mike Parry. They worked primarily in the Central Iowa Metro League and officiated about 700 games over that period.
“Tom and Jim Bice are Fort Dodge personified,” said Eric Pratt, sports editor of The Messenger. “Their passion for making our community a better place through decades of professional and personal loyalty is something I have always admired and tried to emulate now that we are raising a family of our own here.
“From years of work with the Webster County I-Club group through supporting athletics and activities as officials, the Bice name had always been synonymous with involvement and action. They are a critical reason why Fort Dodge continues to stand as a central Iowa pillar; their commitment has made it a stronger, safer place to live.”
Pratt said Tom’s son Andrew was his best friend growing up and that “Tom was like a second father to me.”
The Bice brothers and their sisters, Jane and Sally, are third-generation Fort Dodgers. Their grandfather, John Bice, was assistant principal at Fort Dodge Senior High and assistant football coach under head coach Fred N. Cooper. In one of life's ironies, Fort Dodge attorney Neven Mulholland is the grandson of Cooper (the N stands for Neven in Cooper's name) and Tom Bice and Neven worked together at the Johnson Law Firm, where Neven still practices.
Jane lives in Naples, Fla., with her husband, Rich Borchers, and Sally lives with her daughter in West Des Moines. Sally’s husband Bill Oster died in 2020. Like their brothers, Jane and Sally are Iowa graduates.
Their father, John, and Walter “Woody” Woodman started Woodman Electric just after World War II and were partners in the business for 34 years. John served with the Army Air Corps during the war. At FDSH, one of his teammates was Ed Bock, who went on to play at Iowa State. Their mother Juanita (Shearer) was an Iowa graduate who taught high school English in Fort Dodge while raising family. John Bice died in 1994 at the age of 78 and Juanita Bice died in 2004 at the age of 88.
The Bice home, across 10th Avenue North from Dodger Stadium, was a popular place to hang out for friends of the four Bice kids during their growing-up years.
“I was the older brother and friends like Tommy Goodman and Billy Goodman, Fred Moeller and Mark Watt would be over all the time,” Tom said. “Jimmy was always the little brother. We loved having him around. We grew closer as we got back to Fort Dodge and had our families.”
Bill Goodman, who lives in Minneapolis and played professional baseball before becoming a business executive, said his life was enrichened by the Bice family and other Fort Dodge families.
“The Bice family, without any expectation of reward, showed a lonely kid the grace and honor of friendship,” he said. “Some of these moments included offering meals and housing on snowy Iowa winter days when getting from the high school to home was difficult; displaying confidences in my abilities by supporting my dreams with words of kindness; solid friendships.
“The successes of Tom and Jim are no surprise to me in any fashion. The humanity, love of people and support of the Fort Dodge community is a foundation of the Bice family's DNA. A DNA created by a family founded by their mother and father. The enrichment given to me has allowed another generation of Goodmans to support their communities as a corporate executive, an attorney, a nurse and MLB staff member with the Tampa Bay Rays baseball club. For the Bice's moments of value, me and my family will forever be in their debt.”
The Bice home continued to be a hangout for Jim's closer friends and classmates after Tom went off to college - among them, Scott Harty, Dick Williams, Dave Morrow, Kirk Fieseler, Scott Anderson and Randy Kiliper.
Tom and his wife Martha met at the University of Iowa (where she is also a graduate) and were married June 27, 1970. Tom earned his law degree at Drake University and Martha taught at Butler School for a time after they moved to Fort Dodge in 1972, They have two children, Laura and Andrew. Laura lives in Chicago with her husband Michael Paul and their two children, Michael Jr. and Juliette. Laura is an attorney who works for the U.S. Department of Education and Michael is a Chicago police officer. Andrew lives in West Des Moines with his wife Jodie and their children, Stella and Nylah. He works for an insurance holding company.
Jim’s wife Donna works for the City of Fort Dodge as purchasing department coordinator. They have two sons, Johnny, in his first year of dental school at Iowa, and Nick, a sophomore in pre-med at Macalester College in St. Paul, Minn. Both starred in football at FDSH. Johnny played quarterback at Macalester and Nick is a tight end.
“Truly, most officials have very supportive, strong spouses behind them,” Jim said of his wife Donna and Tom’s wife Martha.
With Tom, 74, working a reduced caseload and Jim, 68, retired (although he said he may work part-time at the facility in the future), the brothers have more time to pursue their other interests – among them, fishing, golfing and attending auto races.
“There’s hardly a fishing outing that I don’t whip him,” Jim said. “Not a time we don’t have a contest. Those fish we caught seem to grow a lot longer with time. We take both sons with us sometimes – you can’t beat it, great times! I think our kids learn more out on a boat with us than in any classroom. My dad always called it ‘street sense.’ My father and mom had a lot of street sense.”
Tom agreed: “Street sense served us both well in our jobs. We understand people, are fair and firm, and try to be consistent with our dealings with people.”
John Bruner’s life of volunteer service to Fort Dodge and Webster County got its roots 65 miles away in his hometown of Carroll.
His role model: His father, attorney Robert Bruner.
“My father was extremely involved in the Carroll community – schools, Scouts, chamber of commerce, church,” Bruner recalled. “I just grew up watching him. He never had to verbalize that to me, I just watched how he lived and acted.
“He was a terrific human being. He’s personified perfectly by the old quote, ‘There’s three kinds of people in this old world: those who make things happen, those who watch things happen and those who wonder, what happened?'”
Another old quote, “An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,” fits the 77-year-old Bruner to a T.
While his life of service has been slowed down by colon cancer, which he has battled for three years, Bruner is determined “to keep going, and that’s my plan – keep pushing the ball down the field.”
He retired in 2020 from careers in finance and education, providing him time to continue his volunteer work and with his wife, Connie, spoil their seven grandchildren.
“It’s my plan to get healthy and start showing up in person,” Bruner said. “I couldn’t imagine not being involved. One thing about people getting involved in their community, you meet some of the finest people in your town and your county, who are out there serving. It’s not like work. It’s a privilege, a real privilege to serve your church, your community. The rewards are just terrific.”
First, however, you need to define “slowing down.” For Bruner, it means presently he’s “just” serving on the board of the Webster County Crime Stoppers, as a Civil Service Commissioner for the city of Fort Dodge, and on the board of the Fort Dodge Community Foundation and United Way.
His resume of service has also included membership – and leadership roles – in organizations such as the Fellowship of Christian Athletes, Friendship Haven, Foster Grandparents, Big Brothers, the Hospital Foundation, Holy Trinity Parish and Knights of Columbus.
Bruner said he volunteers because of his love for Fort Dodge and compares it to the love of family and friends.
“When you really, really love them, you’ll do anything for them,” he said. “And it’s the same if you really, really love your community, you really, really love your town. You’ll do anything for them, and I really, really love Fort Dodge.”
Bruner grew up in Carroll – second-oldest of the six children of Robert and Lorraine “Lovey” Bruner. His sister Judy (Mixsell) worked as a medical records librarian and lives in Waverly; brother Brian, nicknamed Snap, worked for the State Department of Revenue in the Property Tax Division and lives in West Des Moines; brother Barry lives in Carroll, where he and brother David are attorneys who work together in the law firm of Bruner, Bruner, Reinhart & Morton, and sister Mary Francis (Egli) worked as an elementary school teacher and lives in Waverly.
“Dad was very active in his church, St. Lawrence in Carroll,” Bruner said. “He was one of the first men in the Sioux City Diocese to be ordained a deacon. He was 72 when he was ordained and served actively until he died at age 93. He was extremely active in the Chamber for years and was recognized as the Chamber’s Citizen of the Year when he was about 70. He served many years on the Kuemper High School Board, St. Lawrence School Board, Boy Scout Board and others. He was Carroll County attorney for 20 some years straight. There was other stuff, but he never bragged about his involvements. He just quietly and deliberately went about his service to his family, church and community.”
Bruner graduated from Carroll Kuemper High School in 1962 and attended the University of South Dakota where at the start of his senior year, he married his high school sweetheart, Connie Schreck, on Sept. 4, 1965.
“She was a country girl and I was the city boy,” he said. “Our first kiss was in the chicken coop on her farm. I was so nervous, but I asked her ‘Can I kiss you?’ She hesitated for just a moment then said, ‘OK’.”
After graduating with a bachelor’s degree from USD, the two moved to Storm Lake where he taught at St. Mary’s High School. He served as head basketball and track coach in 1966-67. They returned to Carroll when he was hired at Kuemper to teach history and coach freshman-sophomore football, freshman basketball and serve as assistant varsity track coach.
The Bruners moved to Fort Dodge in 1969 when he was hired as dean of students and vice principal at St. Edmond High School (while taking graduate courses toward an eventual master’s in education degree from Iowa State University). He remained active in coaching as an assistant to Bill Kibby in football, assistant to Dick Wiedenfeld in basketball, and to Kibby in track. Fort Dodge’s Catholic schools were consolidated in 1975, and Bruner was named principal of the newly formed Sacred Heart Junior High.
After seven years as principal, he retired from education in 1982 and joined the Union Trust and Savings Bank in charge of marketing and public relations. He became licensed to do nonbanking work – life insurance, annuities, mutual funds – and in 1986 joined the Flaherty Group (John Flaherty and his sons Mick and Jim), part of Central Life Assurance Co. It later became Central Financial Group and Bruner worked there until retiring in August 2020.
“In my financial services profession,” he said, “I realized my client’s concern for safe, dependable investments. I assured them that I was a conservative old German and would not recommend or put them in anything that I personally wasn’t in or my family. I told them they could look at my portfolio at any time. I wanted their trust and I wanted them sleeping good at night. In all my years in the business only two clients ask to see my portfolio and I was happy to share it with them. I sure met a lot of interesting and wonderful people while practicing and built a lot of very good friendships. I love all those good folks just as I love my former students!
“But my years in education were professionally the greatest years of my life. You don’t realize how you impact lives – the interaction with students, watching them grow up, full of life and full of memories. There’s just something so very, very special about it. If I had to do it all over again, I’d be a teacher and educator for all my career.”
In 1984, Connie and John Bruner and their good friends Elaine and Denny Huss were part of a group that formed one of the city’s most popular and successful fundraising events – the Friends of St. Edmond Ball.
Huss said the event was modeled after a Friends of Heelan Ball at Sioux City Heelan High School, where Elaine (who died last May) had graduated.
There were skeptics, he said: “There were people who said, no way you’re going to make any money having a dance.” The two couples chaired the first event and met every Thursday night for a year to organize the first one. It was worth their efforts: 1,500 attended the first Ball at the Starlight, charged $25 a couple, and the event netted $35,000.
To date, the fundraising event has raised a net of $8,646,000 for the benefit of St. Edmond Catholic Schools. Organizers were later invited to help Algona Garrigan, Carroll Kuemper and LeMars Gehlen in forming their own Friends Ball.
In 1982, Bruner was among a group that included Mick Flaherty and Mary Eggers that formed Webster County Crime Stoppers – the first Crime Stoppers group to be established in Iowa. In its partnership with citizens and law enforcement, the chapter has directly assisted with the capture of over 1,700 wanted criminals and awarded $180,000 in reward money.
Terry Cook, who owns Candies & More on Central Avenue, is president of the chapter and was a student at Sacred Heart Junior High when Bruner was principal.
“John is a fine man,” Cook said. “I’ve always gotten along well with him – even when I was in school.”
“Hundreds and hundreds of citizens in Webster County and Fort Dodge have been involved over the years,” Bruner said. “It pulls the community together and helps provide a new regard and respect for law enforcement – our police officers, sheriff’s deputies.”
Bruner is pleased that next generations of Fort Dodgers are active in volunteer work.
“Kids I taught in school are on boards, serving – I tell them, you don’t come here to sit on boards, you come to serve on boards. I see these young people in their 40s and 50s who are out there doing it, getting the job done.”
Another of them is Kirk Yung, who was a seventh grader at Sacred Heart Junior High when Bruner was its principal. Yung, president and CEO of Green Belt Bank & Trust in Iowa Falls and a Fort Dodge resident, has served with Bruner on the Community Foundation and United Way board, Fellowship of Christian Athletes and the Corpus Christi parish council.
“To me, there are three things stand out about John,” Yung said. “His leadership, his character and his, last but not least, faith and family. These are things I’ve always really admired about John and kind of looked up to him as a role model. He’s always been a very steady rock of the community.”
Bruner is a lifelong sports fan and worked as a high school basketball official for many years, often teamed with Mick Flaherty and Fran Long.
“Lots of exciting memories,” he said, including the time when he and Flaherty needed police assistance in an area town when several irate fans confronted them on their calls.
Both of the Bruners’ daughters and their families live in Clive, a suburb of Des Moines, in houses across the street from one another.
Christine, a teacher and founder and chairman of The Veil Removed, and her husband Joel McGruder, a financial planner, have three children: Joel, Addie and Mason. Jennifer, a homemaker and part-time financial adviser, and her husband Dan Nielsen, Cybersecurity Sales Tech Rep. For Government and Education, have four children: Gabbi, Sophie, John and Dan.
“Both daughters, their husbands and adult kids are very involved in church, school and community,” Bruner said. “So proud of them! Don’t know where they get the time.”
Like his mother was with his dad, Connie Bruner is active in volunteer work, particularly with school and church.
“It’s a family thing,” Bruner said, “just like it was for me when I was growing up in Carroll.”
For years, he said, their daughters insisted he write about “all the fun, funny and crazy things” that he and his brother Brian (nicknamed Snap) and their friends did while growing up in Carroll back in the ’40s, ’50s and ’60s.
Bruner did just that – and he has authored – ”Me & Snap” (2009), ”Bonk, Monsters and Miracles” (2010) and ”More of And The Best of Me & Snap ”(2017).
“These are not novels,” he said. “They are a collection of individual stories that can be read in five-10 minutes. You want to laugh, these true stories will get you going.”
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Fifty-five years of service as an insurance and investment adviser to more than 1,000 Webster Count residents came to a close at the end of 2021 when J. Mick Flaherty joined the ranks of retirees, many of whom were once his customers.
Early on, he considered being a coach or a Catholic priest — and after graduating from St. Edmond High School in 1964, he attended Conception Seminary in Missouri.
“When we graduated from St. Edmond, Monsignor (Leonard) Ziegmann thought I should give the seminary a try, at least for summer school,” Flaherty said. “I couldn’t think of a good reason not to. I went to the seminary for the next two years. At that time you were only allowed to leave the campus twice a semester. Realizing that there was more to do, I left and graduated from Creighton. There I met (his wife) Alyce — and our kids are grateful that we met.”
Flaherty followed in the career footsteps of his dad and has no regrets.
“You have good and bad in all this,” Flaherty said. “I’m glad I stuck with it. It’s been a good career and I feel I was helping people build better lives. I did feel that the insurance business was a good fit for me as I was able to help people save and protect their families.”
Alyce and Mick Flaherty are pictured. He recently retired after 55 years in the insurance business.
Flaherty’s father, John Flaherty, started in the insurance business in Fort Dodge in 1947, with the Central Life Assurance Co., and Mick Flaherty started in 1967 with the same company. Now called Central Financial Group, the company has been in Fort Dodge for 116 years.
John Flaherty grew up in Moorland and was the first paid coach for basketball and baseball at Corpus Christi High School (the predecessor to St. Edmond High School).
“In the morning, dad would work on insurance business and in the afternoon he would teach and coach,” Flaherty said.
John Flaherty moved to Central Life’s Jefferson office in 1951 before returning to Fort Dodge in 1959, when the Jefferson and Fort Dodge agencies were combined.
Mick Flaherty is one of four children of Ellen and John Flaherty. His sister, Mary Ellen Pospishil, lives in Omaha, Nebraska; brother Jim is with Central Financial Group in Fort Dodge and brother Tom lives in Mason City. John Flaherty died in 2008 and Ellen Flaherty died in 2017.
After graduating from Creighton in 1969 with a bachelor’s degree in marketing and management, Flaherty began work at Central Life in Omaha. During his senior year, he met Alyce Moss at a party. A native of Carthage, Missouri, she was working at the time as a registered nurse at Bergan Mercy Hospital in Omaha. They married on April 4, 1970, and decided to return to Fort Dodge when their firstborn, Tim, was on his way.
In Fort Dodge, he joined his father at the Flaherty Insurance Agency under the Central Life umbrella.
Flaherty received many industry awards along the way and was an active member of the Iowa Association of Insurance and Financial Advisors. In 2001 he was awarded the AmerUs Life Distinguished Service Award. It was all the more special because his dad received the same award in the ’80s.
He has been active in the Fort Dodge community as a volunteer in numerous organizations, serving on the Holy Trinity finance council, past president of the Fort Dodge Catholic School Board, board member of the Fellowship of Christian Athletes, charter member of the Webster County Crime Stoppers and former president of Knights of Columbus.
Until COVID-19 limited hospital visits, Flaherty delivered Holy Communion to those in the hospital and nursing homes. He remains active with Holy Trinity Catholic Church as an usher.
Alyce and Mick Flaherty have five children: Tim, who was the HyVee director in Fort Dodge when he died suddenly last September, married to Jodi with children Shannon, Sean, Katie and Maggie; Krysi, a massage therapist in Eugene, Ore.; Lisa Reisner, a third-grade teacher at Duncombe School in Fort Dodge, married to Ryan with their children McKenzie and Calahan; Susan Laufersweiler, development director at St. Edmond and Holy Trinity Parish, married to Mark with children JT, Griffin and Josie; Amy White, a second-grade teacher in Altoona, married to Adam with children Kaleb, Kennedy and Caroline.
Mick played football at St. Edmond and recalls that his coach, Dick Tighe, called him “the slowest running back he ever coached.” Not many grandfathers and grandsons can claim to have played for the same coach, but such is the case for Flaherty and his grandson Sean — who is graduating from the University of Iowa this year. The legendary Tighe coached them both.
Susan Laufersweiler had this to say about her parents:
“As a family, we were blessed that dad worked hard to provide us with hot dogs, but also that he had the flexibility to be our biggest fan and support us by being at all of our activities. He’s always taught us the importance of treating others with compassion and living the Golden Rule. He always felt that in giving to others you receive far more. His efforts to show us that made him an incredible agent. We are so proud of him. We were also so fortunate to have mom at home with us when we were young and I’m sure he was lucky to have her be the ‘real boss’ at the office as we grew older.”
One of the hardest moments in the Flaherty family came last Sept. 6 when Tim Flaherty died suddenly of respiratory failure.
Mick Flaherty had what he calls a “God conversation” while taking a shower after getting home from the hospital after learning from doctors that his son would never talk or walk again.
“I asked the Good Lord, what good are all these prayers for this to happen?” Flaherty said. “God said, ‘Hey, didn’t I keep him alive for an extra six days (on a respirator) so that his organs could be donated?’ Well, yes, God, you did. ‘Hey, didn’t I keep him alive so that all the family could get here to say their goodbyes?’ God said. “Well, yes you did. Then he told me to quit complaining.”
What are your interests and passions?
Theater and the arts? Hiking, walking, running, biking? Musicals? Concerts? Reading? Pets? History? A day or night at the ballpark?
Or, like dozens of local volunteers did recently, bringing holiday cheer to children?
Well, there’s a foundation and a trust for that – and for a whole lot more. No one knows this more than those who work tirelessly to make Fort Dodge and Webster County a better place to live. And behind their efforts, the three major philanthropic organizations that help make it all happen: the Fort Dodge Community Foundation and United Way, the Catherine Vincent Deardorf Charitable Foundation and the Ann Smeltzer Charitable Trust.
Most recently, Community Christmas 2021 – sponsored by Athletics for Education and Success (AFES) - brought holiday cheer to about 340 children in Fort Dodge in the form of Christmas gifts, clothing, hygiene kits and meals.
But the Dec. 19 event probably would never have happened or reached nearly as many without foundation support for AFES, which works with hundreds a youth a day offering after-school programs, day care, sports programs and art and music programs.
“Since AFES started over 15 years ago, these three foundations have been key to our survival,” said AFES founder and CEO Charles Clayton. “As we started out not knowing a lot about running a nonprofit and where to look for funding, these three organizations were key in keeping the door open in the very beginning and helping families and youth. With our sliding scale fee and scholarships being a large percentage of our program participants, it has been vital to have local funding dollars from groups who understand our mission and always step up to help.”
It’s probably safe to say that few know much about the operations of the three major organizations and how they impact lives - primarily behind the scenes. Think the rolling credits at the end of a movie, after the performers are listed. But the nonprofit causes and projects that these organizations help with financial support are part of the fabric of the everyday lives of virtually every resident.
And with the start of the new year, the boards of all three – made up of volunteers from throughout the Fort Dodge community – will be meeting to review groups they can assist in the coming year.
Among those who have or had received support: Karl L. King Municipal Band, Fort Dodge Public Library, Harlan and Hazel Rogers Sports Complex, Comedia Musica Players, Fort Dodge Community School District, St. Edmond Catholic Schools, Iowa Central Community College, Blanden Memorial Art Museum, Shellabration, Stage Door Productions, Hawkeye Community Theater, Fort Dodge trail system, Fort Dodge Police Department, Phillips Auditorium renovation project, Clayton’s AFES organization and the Fort Museum, Frontier Village and Frontier Opera House.
But wait, there’s more, including: Friends of the Oleson Park Zoo, nonprofit grocery stores in Manson and Gowrie, Friends of Oakland Cemetery, Lizard Creek Blues Society, Serving Our Servants volunteer program (honoring the late Pastor Al Henderson), Blanden Charitable Foundation, Fort Dodge Historical Foundation, Fort Dodge Choral Society, Fort Dodge Area Symphony, Fort Dodge Fine Arts Association, Almost Home Humane Society, Early Community Childhood Center, Meals on Wheels Program, Dayton Rodeo, downtown Fort Dodge gateway features (new clock tower in the downtown roundabout), Dodger Baseball Diamond renovation.
Among the most recent and publicly visible that were targets of foundation support: the Floyd of Rosedale sculpture, the Fort Dodge grain silo mural and the Webster County Freedom Rock.
And more recently (in November), “Lift,” a one-ton, 24-foot-long, stainless-steel sculpture installed at the Fort Dodge Regional Airport entrance on Nelson Avenue.
Two of the foundations came about through the love of community by Catherine Vincent Deardorf and Ann Smeltzer. Both are deceased, but the financial legacy they left behind lives on.
Catherine Vincent Deardorf established the Charitable Foundation - https://deardorf.org/- bearing her name in 1993, the year before her death. She gifted $8 million to start the foundation. Her family had acquired wealth in early Fort Dodge. She was the social editor of The Messenger for a number of years and owner of the newspaper from 1959 to 1963. In choosing to acknowledge and thank the community via the foundation, she selected professional advisers and trusted friends to serve as its first directors. Initial foundation holdings were exclusively American Home Products stock.
The Deardorf Foundation is operated by a seven-person board of directors comprising Jane Gibb (an original member of the board), Rhonda Chambers, Peg Trevino, Maureen Merrill, Kyle Sande, Jennifer Condon and Megan Secor. The board meets six times a year to review grant applications. The foundation annually distributes 5 percent from the year end’s Market Value, typically $300,000 - $350,000 per year, and has awarded more than $10 million in grants since its establishment, all within Webster County, said Chambers, who is director of aviation at Fort Dodge Regional Airport.
“I think that Catherine’s gift to this community is something very unique and special,” Chambers said. “It makes me proud to follow her and keep her foundation intact. It’s a very rewarding board, for what we can do for the community. I think the board has done a better job of promoting itself, helping people understand there is grant money for projects.”
The Ann Smeltzer Charitable Trust -https://www.smeltzertrust.org/- was established in 2000 as one of the final wishes of a woman who was a lifelong resident of Fort Dodge and Webster County; she died in 1999. She was a strong supporter of cultural events in Fort Dodge and helped many young artists throughout her lifetime. She was also a supporter of the environment through her many donations to organizations in Iowa and around the world.
Trustees meet monthly to consider requests. William Griffel is president of the board, Jo Seltz is vice president, Dr. Mike Bottorff is secretary and Branden Hansel is treasurer. Others are Jim Kersten, Audra Fisher, Norm Lundquist, Rita Schmidt and T.H. Hoefing.
“Ann did a whole lot more in Fort Dodge than a lot of people ever gave her credit for,” Griffel said. “She put a lot of kids through college, always in music, as far as I know. She had a lot of friends. She gave a lot of money away, that’s where they put the trust together. The areas picked for representatives were all areas where Ann donated or worked with.”
In the last year, the trust has received 33 requests for funding. In addition, it annually grants 10 scholarships of $2,000 each to college juniors, seniors or graduate students who are from Webster, Buena Vista or Palo Alto counties. Funding for the trust comes from 2,600 acres of farmland on eight farms it owns in those counties. Income for the trust depends on crop prices, Griffel said.
“Last year and this year have been very good years,” he said.
Trust assets also include the Smeltzer House on Scond Avenue South in Fort Dodge and four lots in the Oak Hill Historic District.
“The groups we help, they’re always very thankful,” Griffel said. “We try to help as many people and organizations as we can. Some would be hard-pressed to do stage productions. For them, rights to use music can be incredible. Without help they couldn’t make a go of it.”
The Fort Dodge Community Foundation is an independent, 501(c)3 public charity that enables people with philanthropic interests to support causes they care about in Fort Dodge, Webster County and north central Iowa. It oversees and manages more than $22 million of assets.
The history of philanthropic groups in Fort Dodge traces back to 1928 when a group of residents established theFort Dodge Community Chest. Frank W. Griffith, a noted local architect, was the board president and C.B. Smeltzer, a member of one of Fort Dodge’s founding families (and father of Ann Smeltzer), was the campaign chair. Mrs. R.P. Atwell served as the Women’s Division Chair. The campaign slogan was “Let’s Put a Feather in Fort Dodge’s Hat!” Red feathers were used throughout the community to signify participation in this first community-wide effort to meet local critical human needs through philanthropy.
In 1956, the board of directors of the Fort Dodge’s Community Chest voted to become a United Way affiliated organization and incorporated as United Way of Greater Fort Dodge. Then in July 2007, United Way of Greater Fort Dodge and the Community Foundation of Fort Dodge and North Central Iowa merged into one philanthropic organization. This collaborative model is the first of its kind in the nation, its director, Randy Kuhlman said,and offers the community and region a “one-stop-shop,” for community-based charitable giving.
Kuhlman, its director since 2009, said the foundation creates long-term assets and makes grants to better the community and improve its quality of life.
“Over the last five years, we have provided support for 70-80 organizations, most in Fort Dodge and Webster County and some around the state,” he said.
Grants through the foundation total, on average, about $1.3 million to $1.6 million annually.
The goal of its 17-member board of directors, which meets monthly, is “to help Fort Dodge become a better, more prosperous community,” Kuhlman said. Board members are: Susan Ahlers Leman, Dave Beekman, John Bruner, Matt Cosgrove, Leah Glasgo, Kellie Guderian, Chris Hayek, Jim Humes, Deb Johnson, Mike Johnson, Scott Johnson, Sarah Livingston, Scott McQueen, Lin Simpson, Troy Shaner, Jesse Ulrich and Lisa Wilson.
In considering causes or groups to support, he said, “We try to be as apolitical as we possibly can be. We have donors on both sides of the equation, and we don’t want to lose either of them. We’re kind of seen as Switzerland, so to speak. My biggest challenge is to make people who have wealth aware of what we do and how they can give back to their community. You find those people, talk to them, do friend-raising to make them aware of what we do. What’s touching your heart in your community.”
The foundation has developed a historical web site - https://www.fd-foundation.org/
“Fort Dodge and Webster County have a very robust history, but all of it is in files at the Historical Society at the public library…or in Roger Natte’s head (referring to the well-known Fort Dodge educator and historian),” Kuhlman said. “It’s been fun, educational and we’ve gotten a lot of positive feedback.”
In her book “Pieces of Eight: Still Best Friends After All These Years,” Rosalie Maggio shared stories told through the voices of each of the eight Maggio siblings and their favorite memories of growing up in Fort Dodge.
With the Sept. 18 death of the woman who was a world-renowned author, the oldest of one of the city’s best-known and closest-knit families, there are now seven Maggio siblings to share her legacy.
“We all miss her terribly,” said her brother Mark. “As our eldest sibling, she set the tone in so many ways in our family, and she was so important to all of our development.”
Said another brother, Frank, second-born to Rosalie by 14 months, “She and I were best buddies in Victoria (Texas) as Mom and Dad started out with the two of us. As we grew, she developed into this person with great compassion for literally every person she met. Her mission is now completed.”
This woman with the family nickname “Punky” (no one recalls its origin) was the “leader of their band,” to paraphrase Dan Fogelberg’s classic 1981 song. Her blood runs through their instruments and her song is in their souls, and yes, they are living legacies to the leader of the Maggio Band that comprises, in birth order, after Rosalie:
• Frank (nicknamed Ciccio), who worked in the investment industry in Michigan, Indiana, Puerto Rico and Texas before moving to New York City with Smith Barney. He retired in 1995 and lives with his wife Mary Claire in the village of Quogue, New York.
• Patrick, who has practiced law for 47 years in Pueblo and Colorado Springs, Colorado, and lives with his wife Cynthia in Colorado Springs.
• Kevin, who practiced government law for 20 years and worked in the private business sector and the nonprofit sector for 17 years; he retired to Mexico.
• Mary, who is retired after directing theater plays for years at the high school level and also volunteering her time in helping new Americans; she lives with her husband Mike Pliner in Minneapolis.
• Paul, who practiced dentistry for 36 years, retiring in 2016, and lives with his wife Terry in Madison, Wisconsin.
• Mark, who is a retired professor, teaching at Iowa State University, George Mason University and Des Moines Area Community College in Boone, Carroll and Ames, and now a part-time farmer near Story City.
• And the youngest, Matt, who has lived in Fort Dodge with his wife Laura since 1986, when he began his dentistry practice, initially working for 12 years with his father, Paul, who practiced for 60 years before retiring. The age span between Rosalie and Matt is 16 years.
In her 77 years on this Earth, Rosalie Maggio left a large footprint.
She was on the forefront of popularizing inclusive language and women’s quotations as author of hundreds of articles and 24 books – including “How to Say It: Choice Words, Phrases, Sentences & Paragraphs,”a 3-million-copy bestseller written, she said, “for busy people, people who were quite capable of writing great letters if only they had the time.”
Her 1988 work, “The Nonsexist Word Finder: A Dictionary of Gender-Free Usage,” was one of the first, if not the first, practical guides to using inclusive language. Its latest incarnation in 2015, “Unspinning the Spin: The Women’s Media Center Guide to Fair and Accurate Language”, had a posthumous online relaunch in mid-October, a month after her death, fulfilling Maggio’s desire for her work to be accessible to everyone and easy to reference.
“It is bittersweet to launch this new language resource without her,” said Julie Burton, president and CEO of the Women’s Media Center. “She knew that every word mattered, and that language is a powerful tool to fuel women’s equality and the work of the feminist movement.”
Maggio produced eight published collections of quotations from famous women, adding women’s voices back into the historical record with sayings from biblical times to the present and published as “The Beacon Book of Quotations by Women.”
More recently, Maggio was the resurrector of the long-forgotten French daredevil, athlete, and pilot Marie Marvingt, who set the world’s first women’s aviation records, with her 2019 book, “Marie Marvingt, Fiancee of Danger: First Female Bomber Pilot, World-Class Athlete and Inventor of the Air Ambulance.”
An anonymous reviewer once wrote this: “Rosalie Maggio is a fast-talking, choppy-sentenced, witty, successful woman. Her subject matter of gender-correct language is important, but I was much more struck by her person. She is a woman’s woman.”
Fame never got to her head, said her sister Mary: “I’m not bragging, but it’s hard to find a braggart among my family and friends who grew up in Fort Dodge. The example foremost in my mind was my sister. Rosalie was simply unable to brag. I’d have to drag things out of her. You worked with Gloria Steinem/Lily Tomlin/Geena Davis?! You won what award?! You sold how may copies?!
“There was a humility about Rosalie that you didn’t realize until you left the conversation. She was always more interested in you than you could be in her. Her selflessness showed in her interest in people. She’d rather know about you than talk about her. She was humble, generous in spirit and a person of endless energy and vitality.”
Patrick Maggio believes his sister’s bout as a child with rheumatic fever, when she was a seventh grader at Corpus Christi School, may have set the stage for her career. He explains:
“In 1901 Fort Dodgers, with a lot of foresight, sought and received $30,000 from Andrew Carnegie to build a magnificent library on First Avenue North. In my Corpus Christi grade school years, it was my job to go to the library each week and pick up Punky’s weekly selection of books. Usually six to eight books. I’d often spend lots of time at the 3×5 index card catalog cabinet researching some of the subjects Punky had requested. Punky was suffering from rheumatic fever and was confined to home.
“When I returned home with her books, she always gave me a sucker and complimented my hard and wise work. Punky was energizing and building my self-esteem. She never missed an opportunity to compliment her siblings -even when they hadn’t done such a good job.
“Her rich interaction with the Fort Dodge Public Library was no doubt a significant component in her development which resulted in her becoming a world-class author and a very special person to all who knew her. Her helping me to develop self-esteem may be a factor contributing to my successful 47- year law practice.”
Rosalie Maggio’s love of books stayed with her until the very end, when she succumbed to pancreatic cancer, said her husband of 52 years, David Koskenmaki, of La Crescenta, California, who added:
“Her legacy: the tens of thousands of quotations by women that she unearthed, always from the original sources. She found and rescued many obscure and forgotten women who had important things to say. She read thousands of books. Even toward the end she was still borrowing and reading books from the library at the rate of five to 10 per week.”
Rosalie was born Nov. 8, 1943, to Irene and Dr. Paul Maggio, in Victoria, Texas, where her father served as an Army dentist. She and brother Frank moved in 1945 with their parents to Fort Dodge where they and their six Fort Dodge-born siblings (all born at Mercy Hospital) were raised, first in a house on Second Avenue South and 12th Street and then to a new house in the Savage Addition.
The Maggio family has deep roots in Fort Dodge. Mark Maggio said that in 2016, George Mason University sent him to Sicily where he was a visiting professor at the University of Palermo. “It was a great pleasure for me and they were really great students. The students were fascinated with the idea that my grandparents emigrated from there 106 years earlier, landing first in Boone, then Fort Dodge. Then this guy returns as a professor, whose family has kept the traditions and connections (including three families of cousins) to Sicily alive. They helped me with my Italian language, which Rosalie and I both spoke, and thus we laughed a lot. She encouraged me to learn Italian in my late 50s, which I am still studying. I am so glad she did.”
After graduating from St. Edmond High School in 1961, Rosalie majored in French at the University of Saint Catherine in St. Paul, Minnesota. She moved to Chicago to work as an editor for a surgical publication and it was there that she met David Koskenmaki, a student at Northwestern University who is now retired after a career as a metallurgist.
“Rosalie and I met when two of our friends had recruited us to help move a sailboat from Waukegan harbor to Chicago harbor in June of 1968,” he said. “Although both of us had previously been lined up in blind dates with others, this outing was definitely not meant as a date. It was entirely unplanned. Our friends thought we would never hit it off – we were too different in terms of interests. I was outdoorsy and athletic, studied science and engineering. She was intellectual, studied art, philosophy, literature, languages and such. But in a way we complemented and appreciated each other. I quickly recognized her ability to empathize with others, her graciousness, her intelligence, her passion, and her love of life.
“We spent that sailboat trip talking and by the time we reached Chicago three hours later I knew I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her and I hoped she felt the same way about me. By that fall we planned to get married and did.” They were married Dec. 28, 1968, in the chapel of the Marian Home in Fort Dodge.
After a move to Ames where David earned his PhD at Iowa State University, the couple moved to Middletown, Ohio, for six years and then to St. Paul in 1979. The family lived there until 2001 when they moved to California.
Their three children all live in California: Liz, a veterinarian at an animal hospital in Burbank, married to Anthony Ausgang; Katie, director of station relations and communications for Independent Television Services in San Francisco, married to Jason Middleton with one child, Margot; and Matt, who composes music for reality TV (Survivor, American Chopper) for Vanacore Music in Los Angeles, married to Nora with children Zoe and Evy.
“During my entire life I had wanted a horse,” daughter Liz said, “but we could never afford one. When I was in vet school, specializing in equine medicine, my mom received her very first royalty check. With it, she bought me my first horse, Spotlight – a 3-year-old Arabian gelding, who lived to be 30. Her book ‘How To Say It’ put me through veterinary school, and covered the tuition for my sister in Yale and then Columbia University, and my brother at Berklee School of Music. My dad was able to retire from his position as a research metallurgist at 3M so he could pursue his love of the outdoors–kayaking, rock climbing, hiking, skiing, and snow shoeing. He was finally able to fulfill his dream of hiking the Pacific Crest Trail from Mexico to Canada. That’s how mom was with her money, give-give-give, before herself.”
Matt Maggio said his sister credited her Fort Dodge roots for all the opportunities afforded her.
“She had a wide circle of friends, a strong faith community and many extended family relations,” he said. “Through our parents’ friendship with the Glaser family, Frank, Pat and Kevin each worked at Gus Glaser Meats during the summer in high school. Punky also worked for the Glaser family, but as a babysitter. Pat Glaser recalls that Rosalie was always ready with an original story or activity to entertain the children. And she could stir gravy and give the baby a bottle at the same time. Apparently, Rosalie learned a lot from her mother who was caring for eight of her own children.
“The Heddingers were neighbors in Savage Addition and Rosalie was their favorite babysitter. Joyce Hedinger noted that she always called for Rosalie first as she was the one her children requested. Little did these families know that Rosalie invented and practiced her stories and activities ahead of time on her siblings at home.”
Roxie Bunda Kaminski was a good friend of Rosalie’s during their elementary school days. “Punky always had a stack of books in her room and would often be reading several at one time. She had a wonderful quick wit and was always happy and making us laugh when we were there.”
Frank Maggio recalled that he was always two years behind Rosalie in school, from first grade through senior year at St. Edmond. “You must understand that she was an A+ student and always obedient. I often heard, Your sister never did that!…Your sister always completed her homework…Your sister got 100 on every test – and so on, for 12 years!
“I received a football scholarship to the College of St. Thomas. If it were not for her encouragement and insistence, I would not have gone to college. During my freshman year, she was in the same dorm at St Catherine’s as was my future wife. She set us up on a blind date. After 55 years of marriage, I still thank Rosalie for that introduction.”
The leader of the Maggio band never hesitated to encourage her siblings to try new things, Kevin Maggio recalled.
“For Punky’s going-away dinner for her freshman year of college, we went to Tony’s. She noticed a new side dish on the menu: oyster stew. Punky’s motto was: try everything life has to offer. I was six years younger and not as adventurous, but she convinced me to try the stew. Finally, I took a bite, gagged, ran to the rest room and spit it out. When I returned to the table white as a ghost, she fondly smiled at me and said, ‘Well, at least you tried!’ Six years later it was my turn to go to college and that meant a trip to Tony’s for spaghetti and meatballs, breadsticks, pickled herring, Marcella, and no oyster stew.”
Asked what were her mother’s Top Ten loves of her life, Liz responded: Family, Travel (France and Sicily were tops), Reading, Writing (children’s stories were her passion), Working towards social equality of all (not just women, but all under-represented groups around the world), Correspondence with friends and family throughout her life, Her roses (she nurtured her rose bushes and loved each one), The ocean and looking for treasures in the sand, Her office and surrounding herself with beautiful things that she loved (she collected inkwells, tea sets, and old, old books), and Piano playing.
The family had no inkling when it celebrated Christmas 2020 that it would be its last with Rosalie. She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in July 2019, had successful surgery followed by chemotherapy and doctors felt that her long-term prognosis would be good. “We thought she had years,” Liz said, “she was doing so great. It wasn’t until June of 2021 that she started to experience pain. She was diagnosed with metastatic pancreatic cancer in August, and died a month afterwards. She had tremendous pain, but hospice was able to help her manage it.”
The family got Rosalie home from the hospital two days before she died so she could be in familiar surroundings. In her final hours, Rosalie was surrounded by her husband and three children and sister Mary. They played her favorite songs, shared a bottle of French champagne, told favorite stories until she took her last breath.
Ever the writer and communicator, Rosalie spoke by phone to each of her brothers and sister to say goodbye weeks before her death and wrote a farewell letter to each of her children and to her husband. In the letter she wrote to Liz, Rosalie said:
“I have packed an awful lot into these years, and if I’m happy with what I had, you should be happy, too. I’ve loved every minute…Some people have unfinished business with someone who’s died. I don’t think we do. Talk to me about it. I’m still around, you know. You just can’t see me. Unless that weirds you out. I will be truly truly pissed if you and I don’t get to meet again in the next world. I’m looking forward to it.”
Her family plans a memorial for Rosalie next June in California and will live-stream it for those who cannot attend.
Mick Flaherty had a tough decision to make.
Just six days after laying to rest his son Tim, the highly respected manager of Fort Dodge’s Hy Vee store who died Sept. 6, Mick was to meet up with St. Edmond High School classmates in Iowa City for their annual gathering at a Hawkeye football game against Kent State.
Tim’s death was totally unexpected and fell heavily on Mick and his wife Alyce and the close-knit Flaherty family. Tim had been healthy and immersed in a wonderful life with wife Jodi and their four children.
“Mick,” his friend and classmate Paul Stevens told him in a phone call the day before Tim’s services, “you do what is best for you and Alyce and your family - the guys will understand if you decide not to come. But if you do, you’ll be swallowed up in a sea of hugs and support from guys who love you.”
With Alyce’s support, that’s just what he did. Mick was greeted with warmth and affection, saw a Hawkeye victory over Kent State, and got to spend time with his grandson Sean - Tim’s son, a senior who does film work for Hawkeye football - at a pre-game dinner and at Sean’s apartment.
This story epitomizes what the annual gathering of a dozen St. Edmond Class of ‘64 classmates (and three adopted from the Class of ‘63) is all about.
“It began 20-plus years ago with some great friends wanting to see the Hawkeyes play,” Greg Sells said. “But it quickly evolved into wanting to see some great friends and also see the Hawkeyes play. In a world of uncertainties and changes, it’s comforting to get together with friends of 65 years or more.”
It’s a tradition that began 21 years ago - ironically, in Kirk Ferentz’ second season as Iowa’s head coach - when there were just three of them – Sells of Carmichael, Calif., Paul Wright of Nashville and Paul Stevens of Lenexa, Kan.
Frank Kopish, of Bloomington, Minn., agrees that it is friends first, game second:
“It’s not about a football game. It’s about a lifetime of friendship as we reach our mid-70s with an even greater realization of what’s most important in life.
“The meaning of the weekend has changed with time. At first the weekend was just to be able to see a good football game with friends. As time passed, the weekend has become a reunion. A reunion of old grade school friends, high school friends and new friends. The game is not the main objective of the weekend. The time is spent reliving the past year ups and downs, goods and bads. A time to gather support for your coming year and challenges.
“I don’t even know how many years I have been attending this special time but each one has been a life-enriching experience and a learning experience. I have untold respect and love for each one of the group. I personally have been blessed with some extraordinary people.”
The tradition has persevered through the births of grandchildren…the deaths of parents, of classmates, and other loved ones…through the end of their working lives and into their new world of retirement…of health issues and other maladies of aging. They’ve helped each other cope with change that comes with life.
“This annual event contributes sooo much to my happiness,” said Steve Dapper, of Austin, Texas. “I wait with great expectations each year (sans Covid) and then it is over in a blink of an eye…but memories of laughs, smiles, and ever-expanding stories that last until the next visit. High school friendships that run this deep and with our posse of 12 are extremely rare. True love and compassion for all. No judgment, just a hug when needed.”
The genesis for the reunion goes back to 1967-68 when Sells, Wright and Stevens (and Harry Baumhover of Carroll) shared an apartment in Iowa City while attending the University of Iowa. It came in the wake of a tragic car accident a year earlier that cost Sells the use of his legs. They were big Hawkeye fans (Sells’ older brother Boake played football at Iowa), even though the Hawks were in the throes of losing seasons.
It was also a time when love and friendship shined through – even when the times were not easy. Wright recalls going with Sells to the Iowa Fieldhouse to register for classes. It was a wet, sloppy day and the tile floor was slippery.
“Greg was using crutches and he slipped and went down face-first,” Wright recalled. “He was insistent that he help himself, so I resisted the urge to help him up. He struggled to get to his feet, cleaned himself off, grinned at me and said, ‘That was a helluva start, wasn’t it?’ That resolve has carried with me throughout my life whenever something difficult comes along.”
Fast forward to 1982 when all three were through with their schooling and into their chosen professions: Sells and Stevens met in Pasadena, Calif., to see the Hawkeyes and star quarterback Chuck Long and Coach Hayden Fry play the University of Washington in the Rose Bowl. Disabled access was limited so they were seated on the playing field, in a corner of the end zone right in front of the Washington band.
Finally, a couple decades later, the three decided it was time to return to Iowa City to see the Hawkeyes play. They did, watching the Hawks lose to Iowa State, 24-14, in 2000. It wasn’t initially intended to become an annual event, but that’s what happened.
In subsequent years, they were joined by Kopish and fellow Twin Cities residents John Anderson and Pat O’Brien; Dapper; Doug Goodrich of La Quinta, Calif., and Whitewater, Wis.; Mark McCarville of Evanston, Ill., and Flaherty, a lifelong resident of Fort Dodge.
Stevens’ brothers-in-law Mike Tracy of Cherokee and Gene Baker of Clear Lake (the only member without a direct Fort Dodge tie) joined in, and two of Tracy’s St. Edmond Class of 1963 classmates completed the group – Dennis Lawler, of Springdale, Ark., and Jim Konvalinka, of Wylie, Texas.
Before his first game with the group, Lawler marked his calendar thinking it was for the Iowa State homecoming game in Ames – but soon discovered it was for the Hawkeyes’ homecoming in Iowa City: “I’m an ISU alum, but I’ve been a Hawkeye fan since I was about 8, so it didn’t matter. Besides, it’s about the guys, not the game.
“The first of these reunions that I attended was especially memorable to me because, while I knew most of the ‘younger’ guys, they weren’t in my class, and I hadn’t seen them for decades. In the hotel lobby the day before the game, one by one, these old friends drifted in. One was Frank Kopish. Frank played center on the football team, and I was the quarterback. Frank came up to me in the lobby, extended his right hand, and said, ‘Hi, Denny. Frank Kopish.’ I replied, ‘Turn around.’ He did. ‘Yup,’ I said. ‘You’re Frank. I’d recognize that tush anywhere.’”
Goodrich said his wife Barb asked him how it went upon his return from his first weekend with the group.
“I could only express it in this fashion,” he said. “We had our dinner at the Iowa Power and Light and though we had all aged with children and grandchildren, I felt as if we had just shagged the drag and settled down on the Square for a pizza. The conversation was so familiar and heartwarming. Everyone was just the same in spite of the passing years. I felt so privileged to be a part of the old group again and it remains my favorite weekend of the year.”
Not all of the games the group has attended were in Iowa City. One season, they met in Fort Dodge on a Friday night to watch St. Edmond (coached by Dick Tighe) in a game at Dodger Stadium and the next day traveled to Ames’ Jack Trice Stadium to watch the Cyclones and Northern Iowa play after a tailgate party hosted by Flaherty. Dapper, Kopish and Lawler are Iowa State grads and Flaherty is an avid Cyclone fan.
(Speaking of Tighe, the winningest prep football coach in Iowa history over 63 years of coaching, Mick Flaherty and his grandson Sean both played for Tighe. Not many grandpas and their grandsons can say that.)
Another year, they met in Minneapolis-St. Paul and were joined by their wives for a dinner after watching the Hawkeyes defeat the Golden Gophers at Huntington Bank Stadium.
In Iowa City, a highlight one year was to watch a practice of the Iowa basketball team at Carver Arena in Coach Fran McCaffery’s first season as Hawkeye coach, in 2010. After practice, McCaffery posed with members of the group for a photo.
And perhaps the most memorable moment of any game the group attends at Kinnick
Stadium is taking part in college football’s most inspiring tradition. It’s the wonderful, tear-inducing Iowa Wave – when at the end of the first quarter everyone in the stadium, players of both teams included, turn to the University of Iowa Stead Family Children’s Hospital overlooking Kinnick, and wave to all of the patients – who in turn wave back.
The trips alone to Iowa City can become an event. O’Brien is joined by Kopish, Sells and Anderson for the drive from the Twin Cities and said their usual stop for lunch is the East Bremer Diner in Waverly where they find great small-town Iowa cuisine including breaded pork tenderloin sandwiches.
“We are still searching for Maid Rites,” O’Brien said, but Lawler and Stevens have found just that in their trip up I-35 from Kansas City. Their regular stop for lunch is at the Maid Rite restaurant in Lamoni, just north of the Iowa-Missouri border, where they imbibe in a tenderloin or Maid Rite sandwich at the Iowa-born restaurant (Muscatine, 1926).
Said Anderson, a retired teacher and coach, “Even though most of us had not been in regular contact with our football group over the years, when we meet for the game it’s like we are just a few years removed from high school. We still share stories about high school and even grade school. Many great stories about the antics that were pulled that drove our teachers crazy.”
Anderson’s wife Barb adds: “Every fall the guys gear up for their football weekend and each time I am reminded of the tight-knit friendships they had in high school. It is so like them to keep connected and maintain these lifelong friendships. I love this tradition!”
Flaherty, a longtime insurance agent and financial adviser in Fort Dodge, doesn’t regret the decision to join his classmates for the Kent State game – though at dinner Friday night, he was cemented to his mobile phone to track the first start of his grandson, sophomore J.T. Laufersweiler, as Gael quarterback. Flaherty was also rightfully proud that in death, Tim’s corneas, kidneys and liver were donated through the Iowa Donor Network. “He lives on, through them,” Flaherty said.
“Alyce and I both thought that having supper with Sean was important since this had been planned for months and he was looking forward to it,” Flaherty said. “The classmates were so welcoming to him and me. It is an experience that he or I will never forget. We are so fortunate to have family and friends at a time like this. My motto now is that you will never see a rainbow if you keep looking down.”
It’s a dream that one fine day will become a reality - when the curtain rises and performers take the stage for the debut of the Phillips Middle School Auditorium.
The renovation work now under way in one of Fort Dodge’s most historic buildings is the result of the blood, sweat and tears of many members of the Fort Dodge Fine Arts Association which is now raising funds to get the project completed.
Amy Kersten Bruno, program coordinator for the Fort Dodge Community Foundation and a board member of the arts association, said the goal is to begin use of the auditorium in spring 2022.
The association is a nonprofit (501 3 c) that has created a voice for the arts in Fort Dodge, Webster County and the surrounding region by helping facilitate, coordinate, advertise and grow the arts.
“FD Fine Arts is just another way that brings the citizens of Fort Dodge together as a community,” said Alaina Porter, who took part in many performances growing up in Fort Dodge, from age 6 on, and is now a sophomore at Iowa State University in Ames. “It gives everyone involved a chance to express themselves through music, art, and performance, all while bonding with those around them, and providing entertainment to the rest of the town.”
Porter, whose mother, Amy, has been heavily involved in the performing arts and whose father, Roger, is the city’s chief of police, believes it “allows people to never stop doing what they love, which is really important to those who use their musical hobbies as an outlet, as a distraction from stressful lives, or simply as a source of happiness.”
The beginnings of the Fine Arts Association trace to 1983 when it was incorporated as a nonprofit; back then, the group produced a paper calendar of annual events and put on the Oak Hill Arts Festival. Now it makes strong use of social media and email to get the word out. It has grown rapidly in the past six years to more than 60 members – including the Comedia Players, the Fort Dodge Symphony, the Karl King Band and the Blanden Memorial Art Museum.
Among other groups that are members of the association: Arts R Alive in Webster City, Comedia Musica, Fort Museum and Frontier Village, First Covenant Church, First Presbyterian Church, Hawkeye Community Theatre, Legacy Learning Boone River Valley, New Covenant Christian Church, Shellabration, Webster City Community Theatre, Willow Ridge and Vincent House.
Executive Director Shelly Bottorff, whose salary is paid by the arts association and Iowa Central Community College, said it is difficult to find available rehearsal and performance space. Many locations are affiliated with schools, and users must work around the schools’ schedules, their rehearsals and performances and the school day and calendars. Such rentals also can be expensive.
The association found a solution in the form of the auditorium in a 99-year-old building located at 1015 Fifth Ave. N., listed on the National Register of Historic Places, that was home to Fort Dodge Senior High from 1922 to 1958, North Junior High from 1958 to 1984 and Phillips Middle School from 1984 to 2013. It and Fair Oaks Middle School (once South Junior High) were sold to Foutch Brothers LLC of Kansas City around 2015-16 to be converted into apartments.
The association forged a partnership in 2019 with Foutch Brothers, developers of the Phillips Luxury Apartment project, to renovate the Phillips Middle School Auditorium. It’s located right inside the front door of the building housing the apartments. A lease signed with Foutch Bros. on May 14 allows the arts association to use the auditorium at no charge as long as it spends at least $15,000 in capital improvements each year. When performances begin, there will be a revenue share with the building’s owner.
As funds become available, work progresses to restore the auditorium which seats about 600. The stage has been resurfaced, public restrooms renovated and the main floor carpeted. Among work still to be accomplished: obtaining a stage curtain, repairing and cleaning seating, and installing lighting and sound systems. To date, the association has raised about $58,000 of the total project cost of at least $150,000.
“It will be a great asset for all of the city and surrounding area to upgrade the Phillips auditorium,” said Larry Mitchell, founder of Comedia Musica and choral director at Fort Dodge Senior High for 31 years.
“We did almost all of our regular high school a capella concerts on that stage,” Mitchell said. “The stage had great sound. Having been active in the performing arts for over 40 years in Fort Dodge, I couldn’t be more delighted with the Fine Arts organization under the leadership of Shelly Bottorff.”
The association works hard at promoting adults and students who take part in the arts – through an email distribution list of 2,000, social media including its own web site and a Facebook page with 2,300 followers, Twitter, Instagram, newsletters, Twist and Shout, the Business Connections publication and The Messenger.
“For me, this organization thinks outside of the box,” Bottorff said. “We are able to shift in order to fulfill current needs. We are a creative force and willing to try it all with the goal of celebrating, connecting and collaborating with, the arts in our area.
“We held a student art show earlier this summer. I look forward to making this an annual event. The look on the kids’ faces when they see their artwork displayed in a real-life gallery is pretty amazing.”
Shining Star, delivered monthly by email, is into its fifth year of featuring those as young as kindergartners through college students. Local art and music teachers, theater directors, speech coaches, private teachers and community leaders nominate students for this honor. Selection is based on participation, leadership, willingness to learn, kindness, interest in and passion for art, music and/or culture.
Ella Champagne, a freshman at FDSH active in Stage Door Musicals and Blanden camps and activities, is among the young people who have been featured in Shining Star.
“Ella thought it was really great to be recognized for all the different music activities she’s participated in through the years,” said her mother, Amy Champagne. “A lot of people commented on the number of activities she’s been in.”
The Artist Spotlight began more than a decade ago through Twist and Shout. The arts association took it over about three years ago and makes the monthly selection that highlights a professional artist who makes positive contributions to art and culture. Among those featured have been professional actors, photographers, musicians, teachers, stage directors, visual artists, and chefs as well as lifelong contributors to the art and culture scene in Fort Dodge - including community theater performers, hobby artists and more.
The four-year-old Fort Dodge Fine Arts Scholarship program provides scholarship money in memory of four artists who have passed away: Bill Kurtz, Becky Joslin, Paul Reisner and Jeremy Caldeira. The scholarships are administered in a partnership with Brutal Republic, a rock band that is one of the association’s for-profit Supporting Artists. It raises funds and selects recipients, and the association helps disburse the funds.
The association operates a Fine Arts Gallery at 921 Central Ave., in a building owned by Kevin Crimmins, who rents it to the group for a nominal fee, Bruno said. The gallery displays artwork, by appointment, and also is used for meetings. A portion of proceeds from sales of the artwork goes to the association.
Member artists also can display their work at the Shiny Top Brewery, owned by Todd and Nate McCubbin, and at Soldier Creek Winery, owned by the Secor family. Both companies are Supporting Artists of the association.
During the 2018-19 school year, students in the Athletics for Education and Success program operated by Charles Clayton wrote and produced a movie, ‘‘Too Late,’’ and it premiered in spring of 2019.
“The AFES project was really amazing,” Bottorff said. “The students were able to create their own movie. They wrote the story, created the script, came up with camera shots, acted in, blocked... EVERYTHING for their movie, Too Late. The students had professional headshot photos taken too that were displayed in the lobby along with some of their original artwork. The Red Carpet premier was held at the Fort 8 movie theater. We had two showings. This was the first time the students had actually seen the completed project. This was really well attended by the community. The kids were so proud.”
One of Fort Dodge’s most visible art projects is the Grain Silo Mural, painted by Australian artist Guido van Helten, which at 110 feet high is the largest mural in Iowa. Bruno said the association is working with the city to get trail amenities, lighting and signage.
“Just about every time I drive by the mural, there are people looking at it,” she said. “It is a wonderful representation of Fort Dodge’s rich history of industry, agriculture manufacturing and more.”
Fort Dodge Mayor Matt Bemrich said the arts make a strong contribution to the area’s economy.
“It really defines a mission to embrace the cultural environment and complement other economic activities in the community – such as the agriculture sector, banking and finance, manufacturing,” he said. “They all have connections.”
Featured as a Shining Star in August was Aaron Amhof, who will be a junior at FDSH where he takes part in baseball, band, theater, choir and speech. His favorite moment on stage?
“The first time I stepped on stage for Comedia’s Mary Poppins,” he replied.
How will the arts be a part of your life in 20 years?
“In 20 years I strongly think that music and the arts will still be a big part of my life,” he said. “I will always keep singing and keep performing as much as I can.”
Music to the ears of the Fine Arts Association.
When it came to community service, Ed O’Leary walked the walk and talked the talk.
It was his lifetime passion to serve his fellow citizens of Fort Dodge, a city where the proud Irishman was born and which he served so well through the nearly 85 years he spent on this Earth – a journey that ended a month ago when he died at Trinity Regional Medical Center (on July 8) after a long fight with myasthenia gravis.
“His passion was doing, he wasn’t one to sit back and let things go by,” said daughter Debbie O’Leary, of Granger. “He delivered. He made a difference because he cared – he cared about people and the community.”
Days after retiring as a Post Office mail carrier of 35 years, he became director of the Fort Dodge Human Rights Commission and served for nine years. Although he grew up attending parochial schools, he served two three-year terms on the Fort Dodge School Board, including a year as president, after earlier work on a committee that helped desegregate the city’s public schools. He served with the Area Education Agency, Elderbridge Agency on Aging, worked as a Red Cross volunteer, United Way board member, Daybreak Rotary Club member, a youth sports coach, and on Sundays – no day off for him! – he ushered at Corpus Christi Catholic Church.
Beyond Fort Dodge, he served three terms as state president of the National Association of Letter Carriers and was also president of the North Central Federation of Labor.
“Ed was the ultimate achiever,” said his brother, Jim O’Leary, recently retired as a federal judge in Cleveland. “Without ever having more than two years of college he became a letter carrier, taught himself labor law, became head of the local union, became head of the local letter carriers and eventually head of the State of Iowa’s Letter Carriers. He worked with the School Board in eliminating segregation in the Fort Dodge School District. All the other schools in Iowa were supposed to do the same per a federal judge’s order. None did, so they received the Fort Dodge desegregating plan and were ordered to follow it and Ed became a leader in the state for progressive policies and decent government for the people (and it did work).
“I finally realized Ed was a letter carrier but what he delivered was himself. That was his success. His life had purpose, he could talk to people with different points of view and never get in an argument. People always listened to him.”
Added Daryl Beall, a former Iowa state senator and one of his closest friends: “Ed O’Leary loved his community and the people of his community — all people — regardless of race, color, religion, nationality and culture. Ed and his beloved Betsy raised their four children to embrace and practice diversity and acceptance. His legacy goes beyond his own family. He left his community a better place because of his presence. He worked well with and for the Black and brown communities, and was devoted to building diversity, acceptance and unity among all peoples.”
In his eulogy for O’Leary in services at Holy Trinity Catholic Church, Monsignor Kevin McCoy put it this way:
“In essence, Ed’s life encompassed that Franciscan methodology: preach the gospel always, using words only when necessary. In other words, a believer’s deeds need to flow from one’s faith convictions. And certainly, Ed did just that in this life. Echoing today’s gospel and that second reading from St. Paul, Ed lived an evangelical generosity in helping others in need. And he was a man who truly did not live for himself, but he lived for the Lord and always with a bent toward being Christ for others. Ed shared his faith in Christ Jesus as generously as he would share of his own worldly goods as Ed cared so much about the welfare of others – probably even more than about himself.”
Or in less eloquent terms – he was not content to sit on the sidelines and watch the world go by. He was a player, to the very end. Even when the disease that afflicted him forced him to receive nutrition through a feeding tube in his final years, Debbie O’Leary said, he still got together for lunches or dinners with friends.
Ed O’Leary brought fun and laughter to those he knew and loved. He was the glue of a family of five boys throughout their lives (a sixth boy died at birth). He loved his four children, nine grandchildren and great-grandchild and was known by them for Papa’s Punch (green sherbet, 7UP) and his root beer floats. He was a diehard New York Yankees fan. He was an avid reader and left behind a library of more than 1,000 books. He collected coins. He loved CSPAN – his family swears that the CSPAN logo was permanently implanted on his television screen. He had from birth a patch of white in his black hair and once tried to dye it, Debbie O’Leary said, but ended up giving in and took pride that his hair never turned gray – a trait he proudly shared with his father and his grandmother.
He and Beall were in constant battle over who could find the most colorful socks to wear. He was a lifelong Democrat who was manager for Beall’s four state Senate campaigns.
“He might have had the last word,” Beall said. “I don’t know what he was wearing in the casket – which, not surprisingly, was dark Democrat blue.”
After O’Leary’s death, daughter Debbie said each grandchild and his great-grandchild were asked to pick out their favorite socks, which will be made into a sock puppet.
O’Leary was born at Mercy Hospital in Fort Dodge on July 19, 1936, the oldest of the six sons of William and Helen (Savage) O’Leary. Their father was a delivery driver for Sunbeam Bakery before working for Farner Bocken and their mother taught eighth-grade history at Corpus Christi School. His brothers who survive him are Pat, Tom and twins Jim and Bill; his brother Donald died at birth. Ed graduated in 1954 from Corpus Christi High School where, at a school dance, he met the love of his life, Betsy Drzycimski. She was a member of the first graduating class at St. Edmond High School in 1956 and they were wed two months later at Corpus Christi Church. They enjoyed 60 years of marriage before she died from cancer in 2016 at the age of 78.
He served in the U. S. Air Force, working at an early warning radar installation in Canada, and returned to attend Fort Dodge Junior College for two years and then went on to Iowa State University.
“He never finished college,” Debbie O’Leary said, “something he always regretted. I think that’s one reason why he always emphasized to us how important education is.”
The family returned to Fort Dodge and O’Leary worked at KVFD-TV as a camera operator when his mother suggested he should take the test to join the Post Office.
“He did well and was hired,” Debbie said. “He walked his routes – he had several different ones in his career – and he got to know everybody on his routes; they all knew him.”
Ed and Betsy had four children: Debbie O’Leary, who works for the State of Iowa in its information technology department; Sean, supervisor of electricians for DuPage County in Illinois; Julie Solnet, a retired elementary school teacher in Highland Ranch, Colo., and son Tom O’Leary, who died in 2012.
O’Leary was proud of the fact he worked at all three post offices in Fort Dodge, said fellow carrier Tom Filloon. O’Leary was the last carrier to be hired when the old Post Office was located on the northeast corner of Ninth Street and Central Avenue, then worked many years at the Post Office in the federal building at Second Avenue South and Eighth Street, and then for a short time at the present facility at 3440 Maple Drive before retiring.
“He was a truly unique person,” Filloon said. “He was very opinionated, and you always knew where you stood with him. Ed gave to other people all his life. He was a giving person.”
Dale Struecker, another fellow letter carrier, believes O’Leary’s work as a carrier helped pave the path for his second career in community service.
“Being a letter carrier, delivering mail door to door, you find out what’s going on with people,” he said. “Ed was always someone who was interested in people and how he could help. It was in his DNA. Some of his customers might be lonely and need someone to talk to. If he noticed mail was not being picked up, he’d know a relative to call or he might alert the police in case something was wrong.”
McCoy said in his eulogy that when he went to O’Leary’s home to administer last sacraments, he was struck by “how much Ed’s spirituality reflected that of St. Francis of Assisi who had a true and deep respect for the created order and, in particular, treated each human being with dignity. It is this spirit, I believe, that led Ed to his second career, if you will, as director of Fort Dodge’s Human Rights commission.”
O’Leary served as director of the Fort Dodge Human Rights Commission from 1995 to 2004. He was succeeded in that position by Jamie Anderson who served as its director before becoming the city’s human resources director in 2014.
“He taught me the basics of the job,” Anderson said. “He was very dedicated to his work and in ensuring equal rights and fair treatment for all.”
Debbie O’Leary was not surprised that her father relished his role with the commission.
“People were important to him. Every individual was important to him. He was so inclusive of people. He preached that about inclusivity and taught it to all of us when we were growing up. If there was someone people were making fun of because they were hard to understand, he would say, ‘They may have an accent but they know another language than you know.’ “
Tom Salvatore, a close friend and Post Office colleague, said O’Leary really enjoyed his work on the Human Rights Commission.
“He loved the challenge of life, he loved the challenge of stepping forward and protecting human rights. He was always for the underdog in life, no matter who it was. He stood up for people and didn’t let them be walked on. Whenever he did something, it was 100 percent or nothing. He would always say when I asked him how he kept going and going: ‘It’s never hard when it’s fun.'”
McCoy believes O’Leary’s greatest legacy was his impact on public education in Fort Dodge: “While his own children were educated in the parochial school system, Ed was a champion for education and wanted the best opportunities for every child. This very much flowed from his belief in the fundamental dignity of every human being – which fueled his interest locally in the Human Rights Commission and in desegregating local schools in the 1970s. He will long be remembered as a man of service within his community and his church.”
Memorial gifts received by the family will go toward some of his passions, Debbie said – the Fort Dodge School Foundation and Holy Trinity Catholic Church among them.
“After mom died of breast cancer, he heard there were people who had issues in getting money to buy gas to get to their chemo treatments,” she said, “so we purchased gas cards in his memory for the hospital to give to those people.”
There’s no doubt that O’Leary would wish others to step up and continue his legacy of service long after his death, said Beall.
“If Ed were advising someone today, he would encourage community service, in its many forms — voluntary and elective public office, active citizenship and simply being engaged,” Beall said. “He would encourage public service, both partisan and non-partisan. Although his humility would not allow him to do so, he could cite his own life of service: in the U. S. Air Force, elective office (school board), appointive office (Human Rights Commission), service club (Daybreak Rotary), church (Corpus Christi usher), and voluntary board membership (Elderbridge, AEA and Iowa Workforce Development) and various party, job and union voluntary positions.
“Ed’s lifetime of service demonstrates the opportunity for all to take part in service and leadership. Ed did not have a college education, but he possessed something even more important: intelligence, passion, and desire to serve and lead. Ed was a humble, working class guy, respected and revered by business leaders, professionals, indeed people of all socio, educational, and economic strata.
“Ed would probably say that public service is its own reward. He derived personal satisfaction and pride from serving. He was a giver and doer and contributed greatly to improve the community he loved. This community will greatly miss Ed O’Leary.”
Paul Stevens Spotlight August 7, 2021
It’s 83 years old now and no longer in production, but the lure that put Fort Dodge on the fishing map can still be found in the tackle boxes of fishing enthusiasts around the world.
And plenty of those lures will be cast into streams, ponds, rivers and lakes during this Fourth of July weekend. Watch out, northern pike, walleye, bass and musky!
Lazy Ike is its name – a name with a bit of mystery behind it. The lure certainly was not “lazy,” evidenced by the millions of fish it has helped land over the years, and no one is totally sure who or what its namesake “ike” may have been. (To this writer, Ike is most associated with Dwight D. Eisenhower, 34th president and U.S. Army general, but he wasn’t a household name at the time and he certainly wasn’t lazy.)
“There is just one thing I came to expect with them – I’d always catch fish,” said John Lennon, a lifelong Fort Dodge fisherman. “I had good luck with them. It was such a productive lure, it had a nice wobble to it, it didn’t matter if you retrieved it slow or fast. The action was so natural to them. Its coloration and finish made them look like a real bait fish.”
Lazy Ike lures are collected by fishing enthusiasts all over the world. They can be found on Ebay and other online sites, at auctions and garage sales. There’s a Facebook site – Lazy Ike Collectors Group – that has 375 followers. Many of the lures have never been removed from their original box. They are traded and they are handed down from generation to generation. The Lazy Ike itself came in a variety of sizes from the Fly Ike up to the Musky Ike and in dozens of colors, red and white being the most iconic.
The lure was first produced and marketed by Kautzky’s Sporting Goods, an iconic Fort Dodge business with roots to 1897 when Joseph Kautzky, an Austrian immigrant, started a gunsmith business called Kautzky Manufacturing Co. that over the years expanded into other lines of sporting goods. The family lived above the shop at the southeast corner of the City Square.
As legend has it, there was a Fort Dodge fisherman named Newell Daniels who in the mid-1930s was hand-carving what was to become the “Ike.” Kautzky’s son, Joseph Kautzky Jr., saw Daniels fishing with the wooden lure near the dam on the Des Moines River and remarked “look at that lazy ike.” The name stuck.
Daniels hand-made the lure for Kautzky’s from 1938 to 1940 before turning over rights to the company, according to a history of the Lazy Ike written by Keith Bell on his website, https://www.mybaitshop.com/pages/lazy-ike-corporation. Daniels’ work was taken up by “Pop” Shuck who hand-made them until around 1945 when lathe production of the lures began. Once that happened, sales took off – from 60,000 Lazy Ikes in 1947 to more than 900,000 in 1953.
Wood production ceased around 1960 when the plastic version was made. Kautzky’s produced many baits, but the Lazy Ike was its star.
“Tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, were produced,” Bell said from his My Bait Shop business in Neenah, Wisconsin. “Lazy Ike is one of my two favorite companies, the other Creek Chub Bait Company, which it bought in 1978. I love the way they look. Lazy Ike just continued to produce. Simple in design but deadly on the end of a line, the Lazy Ike just endures. Today they are collected and beloved just as much as they are fished.”
Jim Askelson’s grandmother was Marie Kautzky Grant, who with her brothers, Joseph Jr. and Rudy, took over Kautzky’s when Joseph Sr. died in 1938. The three were partners in the company, known as Kautzky Sporting Goods and Lazy Ikes. Ownership changed hands in 1961 when it was sold to a newly organized West Des Moines firm known as Lazy Ike Corp. Operations in Fort Dodge continued without change. In 1979, Lazy Ike Corp. filed for Chapter 11 Bankruptcy. It continued to operate under the terms of the bankruptcy agreement until being acquired by Dura-Pak Corp. of South Sioux City, Nebraska., in 1981, and then eventually PRADCO Fishing, its last owner.
“In its day, it was quite a lure,” said Askelson, of Stewartville, Minnesota., who has about 800 Lazy Ike lures in his collection. “I can remember sending brochures to Japan and Germany and all over the world. They were sometimes so hard to get that guys would buy them and then rent the lures, paying so much to use them.”
Kautzky’s started out on the City Square, moved up to North Eighth Street and then to 522 Central Avenue. The business was destroyed by a fire on Dec. 8, 1956. To this day, charred Lazy Ikes that survived the fire are collected and displayed as “Fire Ikes.” The sporting goods store reopened at 510 Central Ave. and remained there until the family sold its interest. It later moved to a location on Fifth Avenue South and was there until it closed in 1988. The building is now occupied by Decker Sporting Goods.
Bill Dowd recalls that his first job, at age 13, was mowing the grounds at the Lazy Ike manufacturing plant built north of the city, on 31st Avenue North, next to where the Fort Dodge Tennis Club is now located.
“In inclement weather, I was moved indoors to ‘count lures’, for the production line. Counting lures did not really occur. I actually dumped plain, white lure halves out of a big freight box into smaller ones on a scale. Each large box was full of either right side halves, or left side halves. An exact weight target would determine precise number of halves, which I would then move, still separated left from right, to the end of the production line, where several women were employed to assemble the halves, add the hooks and fishing line ring, and move them to wherever each batch was painted. The people in the assembly area were very busy, but social and friendly.”
Sam Hartman of Fort Dodge worked at the factory in the summers of 1965 and 1966; his mother Dorothy was the shipping clerk there.
“I remember that I didn’t really enjoy working in the Bait House. They had many 55-gallon drums stacked in there of old spoiled cheese and drums of animal blood that they used to manufacture Cheese Dough Bait and Blood Dough Bait for Catfish. The smell inside the building was terrible (that’s why the building was placed in the far corner of the property).”
Hartman said that when the plant was downtown, “they tested their new lures in the pool at the old YMCA on First Avenue North.”
Lennon’s father, Gene, owned a bar and restaurant, Gene’s Place, that was popular with workers at the Hormel plant.
“He took a big shipping box of Lazy Ike lures in their original boxes and gave them away to all his best customers,” Lennon said. “Eventually he gave them all away. I learned from Dad how to fish – I was 7 when I caught my first fish.”
Health issues ended Lennon’s fishing a couple years ago, and he plans to hand down his collection of Lazy Ikes to his son, Ryan, and two daughters, Lora and Traci.
Bell said most Lazy Ikes “only sell for a few dollars. A true gem new with an old two-piece cardboard box in a rare color could go for as high as $50 or so.” For many, the Lazy Ike carries a sentimental value that far exceeds the monetary worth of the lure.
“For me, it’s not about value with these lures,” Bell said. “I have fond memories of fishing the Lazy Ikes and in particular the Flex Ikes for northern and bass as a kid. This is the lure that got me started in lure collecting and I still collect and fish with these lures today. The Lazy Ike Corporation actually played a fairly significant role in the history of fishing tackle. For one, the Lazy Ike is probably one of the most widely fished lures in the world. Lazy Ike is now owned by PRADCO. They have chosen not to even make them anymore. All the more reason to fish with the vintage ones!”
Jeff Samsel, content specialist with PRADCO Fishing of Birmingham, Alabama., said the Lazy Ike brand was discontinued by the company several years ago due to sales that had declined over the years.
“No doubt it was a wonderful brand in its day,” Samsel said. “My grandpa (Wayne Seih, from Minnesota) always had several in his tackle box, so despite growing up in Central Florida, I knew about Lazy Ikes long before I knew anything about most lure brands.”
Bell has thoughts on why dwindling sales caused the demise of the Lazy Ike.
“As the movement towards more advanced designs of plastics became popular with anglers, the simplistic design of the Lazy Ike is somewhat deceiving,” he said. “Lure design is somewhat first about catching the eye of the fisherman in the store. I think a lure like the Lazy Ike doesn’t have the ‘flash’ in the store that maybe a newer plastic model with 3D scales and true-to-life eyes or other features of newer lures might have. Ounce for ounce though, one would be hard pressed to find a better lure at producing fish than a Lazy Ike.
“There is a reason they were made by the millions for decades. They catch fish.”
PAUL STEVENS
Need an out-of-town newspaper? A magazine? A malted milk? A Hallmark card? A good cigar? A place to mail a letter? Or even a fish hook?
From the 1950s through the end of the ‘60s, you didn’t need to look any further than Donahoe’s News – a fixture operated by Chuck Donahoe at the corner of 11th Street and Central Avenue back in the time when Central was bustling with businesses from 12th Street down to the City Square.
“The place was a veritable general store,” said Jim Tarbox, who worked there from 1965 to 1968 while attending St. Edmond High School. “Chuck carried tobacco products, personal products, boxed chocolates, hosted a soda fountain in the back at which I learned the vagaries of making – and difference between – a malted milk and a mere milk shake.
“The building to the south on 11th Street was home to the Greyhound bus station – it later housed a bistro named The Buzz Depot — and travelers would often come in for coffee (10 cents a cup, a nickel for a second, another dime for a third – back and forth the price meandered) or ice cream. There was a potpourri of knick-knacks – pingpong balls, jacks, racy playing cards — crammed into a glass cabinet that surrounded his ‘office’ in one corner of the store, and I think he was at the time the town’s premier dealer of Hallmark cards. Chuck also hosted a remote postal station that was the envy of other greeting-card merchants and the salvation of anyone who missed the last mail pick-up at the Post Office.”
But the main draw of Donahoe’s was its vast selection of newspapers and magazines.
“My dad was a regular at Donahoe’s,” Tarbox said, “and we always had copies of The New Yorker with Chuck’s distinctive purple ‘D’ stamped on the back cover – as were all magazines sold there; part of his theft-deterrence program. Discounting my years delivering the Des Moines Register and Fort Dodge Messenger, during which time I likely set new standards for lousy service, it surely was at Donohoe’s that I developed an interest in the publishing biz, which I pursued for 40 years at both the St. Paul Pioneer Press and editing magazines in the Twin Cities. A surely incomplete roster of papers Chuck carried would include The New York Times, Wall Street Journal, Minneapolis Tribune, St. Paul Pioneer Press, Chicago Tribune and Des Moines Register. The Sunday editions were particular customer favorites.”
Those who worked Sunday mornings had to be there by 7:30 when bundles of newspapers were strewn about the front entrance. They had to be counted and stacked in the front window by opening time at 8, at which time there already would be a handful of early-risers.
Another Donahoe’s part-timer who ended up going into the newspaper business was Ed Breen (nephew of Ed Breen, Fort Dodge radio and TV icon), who worked there from 1959 to 1961. In a sense, Donahoe’s was the catalyst for Breen’s lifelong career in newspapering that landed him a spot in the Indiana Newspaper Hall of Fame.
As Breen tells it: Bob Brown, longtime Messenger sports editor, was a Sunday morning regular at the store, dropping in to buy out-of-town papers.
“I courted him shamelessly for a job, and he was looking for a Friday/Saturday night sports part-timer to take high school call-ins.” Breen landed an interview and his first newspaper job at The Messenger.
Chuck Donahoe and his family “were the poster children for the Irish Catholic family,” Breen said. Chuck’s parents, James and Mayme (Jensen) Donahoe, raised four children: Chuck, James, Lucille and Thomas. Chuck died in 1999 at the age of 81. His sister Lucille died in 2015 at the age of 100. The last survivor of the family (none of the four children ever married) was Monsignor Thomas Donahoe, who died in November 2020 at 94. Much of his career was spent at Carroll Kuemper High School where he was superintendent from 1961 to 1975.
Chuck attended Corpus Christi Academy and Fort Dodge Junior College, playing football and basketball at both schools, and served in the Army Air Force during World War II, earning the Air Medal. Following his discharge, he worked as a sales representative for Williams and Hunting, a wood working industry in Cedar Rapids. He later purchased Couch News in Fort Dodge, which then became Donahoe News; he owned and operated it until retiring in 1969. His news stand was at 1101 Central Ave. – now the location for Harty’s Caddy Shack Cafe. Bob Nelson owned the newspaper and magazine distributorship in the basement, and the bus station was next door to the south.
Donahoe’s was open every day of the year except Christmas and New Year’s Day. Tarbox recalled: “One year the holidays fell on consecutive Sundays, and the hue and cry about not being able to get the newspapers was so persuasive that Chuck decided to be open on New Year’s Day, too.”
Breen tells a favorite story “about a couple of guys who hung out at the bus station who came in Donahoe’s twice a day — mid-morning and mid-afternoon — for their Bromo Seltzer fixes.” Breen said. “We sold it out of a dispenser at the soda fountain. Stuff was a lot like Alka-Seltzer, but addictive.”
Scores of Fort Dodge teenagers worked at Donahoe’s over the years, including Bonnie Kay (Largent) Barnett, for whom working at a news stand was in a way carrying on a family tradition when she went to work there part time at 17. Her father, Clyde Largent, worked in the press room of The Messenger and her grandfather, John Largent, was a printer at the newspaper.
“It was a jack-of-alltrades type of store,” she said. “You got all the news there, it was a newsstand and the whole town would come in there. We opened in the morning at 8, seven days a week. We had a subcontract Post Office, two aisles of Hallmark cards, all kinds of things - cigars and tobacco, a soda fountain with eight round seats.”
Barnett moved on to work for 50 years as a server and banquet waitress at Starlite Village, where she said she met five presidents and their wives, and is starting her eighth year as a server at the Triton Cafe on the campus of Iowa Central Community College, which she attended for two years after graduating from Fort Dodge Senior High in 1961 when the college – then Fort Dodge Community College - was housed in the east wing of the high school.
Al Alborn worked at Donahoe’s in the early 1960s, starting out as a window washer and working his way up to counter clerk and soda jerk. “If you stopped in for something at the fountain or bought a Sunday paper, I was probably behind the counter. Sodas were 25 cents. A dime tip was a big deal when you made 50 cents an hour.”
Working at Donahoe’s offered an ideal first “real” job, Tarbox said. “I learned a bit about how a small business operates, how to deal with (or ignore) surly customers, what stock rotation entails (off-loading stale candy bars, from my youthful perspective), why cigars cannot be allowed to dry out, and perhaps most important, personal money management.
“Chuck would pay us – me, anyway – in cash, carefully folded and stuffed into those little envelopes kids used to get for making their early offerings as the plate came around at church. My first payday amounted to something in the neighborhood of $23. That night I took a handful of friends to the Community Tap and spent the entire amount on pizza and sodas. I still have the friends, have happily made more than $11.50 a week in the interim, found my professional calling, and have fond memories of classmates ‘shagging the drag’ on spring afternoon and honking at me as they drove past the store while I stamped a purple ‘D’ on the backs of a wide variety of new magazines.”
Don’t forget the fish hooks, Breen added: “We had one box and had to count the fish hooks every year on inventory day. I counted the first year and simply subtracted 2 annually in subsequent inventories.”
Before conducting choral groups around the world…before fostering the careers of generations of conductors and composers… before the honorary doctorates and Grammy nomination and numerous industry awards – the seeds of a life in music were planted for Dale Warland in the Badger Lutheran Church and on the performance stage at Fort Dodge Senior High School.
Some eight decades later, those seeds continue to blossom.
“I turned 89 on April 14. I’ll never retire,” Warland said from his home in Mendota Heights, Minn., a Twin Cities suburb, where he’s immersed in a host of projects including: a choral series for E.C. Schirmer Publishing Group, a book on choral music, mentoring composers and their music, teaching Zoom master classes on conducting, and continuing a series of recordings with Gothic Records of performances by the ensemble he created, the Dale Warland Singers.
The stage of the renowned Walker Art Center in Minneapolis where his Dale Warland Singers made their home for 32 years is three hours – and light years – away from the farmhouse three miles south of Badger where Warland was born. His doctorate degree in musical arts from the University of Southern California capped a journey in education that started in a one-room schoolhouse.
Those Iowa roots shaped his life.
“I think the nurturing atmosphere and respect for hard work,” he said. “That support and nurturing came from family and the community…the work ethic, partly from growing up on a farm.”
Warland was born in 1932, in the midst of the Great Depression, son of farmers who operated a dairy operation, along with hogs, chicken, sheep and geese and worked 160 acres of corn, oats and soybeans. His work ethic was forged there: cows to be milked, hogs to be fed, eggs to be collected – by hand.
His parents, Gertrude and Joseph Warland, had strong Norwegian roots: Gertrude’s grandparents and Joseph’s parents were Norwegian immigrants. Music was engrained in the family: his mother played piano, and both his father and grandfather sang in the choir at Badger Lutheran Church. His grandfather Gerhard “Guy” Warland held the attendance record in that choir: 50 years straight, never a weeknight rehearsal or a Sunday morning missed. His father played trombone in a band. (His father was a cousin of Thomas Heggen, a Fort Dodge native and author of the novel “Mr. Roberts” that became a famed Broadway play and then movie starring Henry Fonda, James Cagney, William Powell and Jack Lemmon.)
Neither of his parents completed high school, he recalled in an interview, “but my sensitivity to beauty—both visual and in sound—was instilled by them. They would just point out with awe the everyday things around us: a sunset, a beautiful rain pattering on the house, the way moonlight fell on the fields.” As he grew, he became increasingly interested in sound. The way the train whistle moved through the countryside, that beautiful chord. Or bells in our church— things that you don’t hear constantly around you. Unique sounds. Even then, I remember trying to distinguish between the ugly and what struck the soul. The first time I heard our little church choir when I was a kid, I remember being terribly moved. Again, those sounds and those chords. That was my first inspiration.”
He learned at an early stage what it meant to work behind the scenes. On Sunday before church services, he’d wedge himself into the dusty passageway behind the organ. There he’d grab the long wooden handle and, on cue from the organist, begin to pump it up and down providing wind for the pipes. Every Sunday, until electrical pumps came to his rescue, he’d pump.
“I started taking piano lessons from the church choir director, Anne Siverson, when I was 5 years old,” said Warland, who describes her as an innately brilliant musician. “I sang in the church choir and she was the first one to let me conduct the children’s choir at her congregation.”
He and his younger (by two years) brother Bob, who joined the church choir at 4, found another musical outlet in a one-room schoolhouse, with 13 students in eight grades. The students sang every day – “folk songs, canons, everything. Whenever we did two-part canons, because I was so loud, they put me on one side of the room and the rest of the kids on the other.”
At FDSH, Clayton Hathaway was conductor of the chorus in which Warland sang, and Walter Lake was in charge of the concert and marching bands in which Warland played trombone. Warland’s first conducting experience came when he directed an offstage choir for a school play.
“That was one of the most important conducting performances I had, and it planted the seed,” he said. “I could have been conducting at Carnegie Hall. It was the most exciting thing I had ever done – and I really didn’t know what I was doing.”
When he graduated from FDSH in 1950, he wanted to attend St. Olaf College in Northfield, Minn., founded by Norwegian Lutheran immigrants and the school where his father had a cousin who took part in its choir and where Anne Siverson graduated.
“I never made the choir,” Warland said, “but I conducted the Viking male chorus. So at the age of 20, I was a conductor.”
After graduating in 1954, he served in the U.S. Air Force for two years and led a choir at Scott Air Force Base consisting of officers and enlisted men. After discharge, Warland earned his master’s degree at the University of Minnesota in 1960 and his Doctorate at the University of Southern California in 1965. Warland taught at Humboldt State College (Eureka, California), Keuka College (New York State), and eventually settled at Macalester College in St. Paul, where he was choral conductor and taught music history and choral conducting from 1967 to 1986.
While at the University of Minnesota, Warland conducted the choir at University Lutheran Church and at a Sunday morning rehearsal, in 1957, the regular accompanist was absent so he asked for a volunteer from the choir. The volunteer, Ruth Seim, turned out to be the woman he would marry two years later.
It was in 1972 when Warland got a call from the Walker Art Center asking if he would put together a concert of new music. He had long expressed interest in conducting a professional choir in which the membership was more stable than a college choir. The result: the Dale Warland Singers (DWS), an all-professional ensemble lauded for its exquisite sound, technical finesse and stylistic range. Its first concert took place on June 12, 1972, and was a success.
Professional choirs were uncommon at the time. Warland decided that to achieve the choir’s unique sound, 40 singers would be needed, rather than the standard 16-20 for most chamber choirs.
Brian Newhouse, former long-time host of Minnesota Orchestra concert broadcasts on Minnesota Public Radio and now the orchestra’s associate vice president of individual giving, sang with DWS from 1990-2000.
“We auditioned every year,” he said. “No one got to rest on the accomplishment of being in the DWS the previous year. The ‘season’ usually ran congruent with the school year. Auditions were in the late summer, and the final concert was often in May or June.
“The audition process for Dale was multi-phase. The first consisted of singing several selections to him face-to-face, though he would often be seated, say, halfway back of the church where we sang. But when this first pass was done, there’d be ‘call-backs,’ usually a few days later; that was when he’d turn his back to the group of hopefuls up front, and call out your assigned number and ask you to sing with others. So, you’d sing a phrase with one other voice; then, a moment later, sing that same phrase with another voice; then with maybe 3 other voices, then 5; each voice called out by its assigned number. So you’d hear him say, “Number 3 plus 6, please.” Then, “Number 3 plus 8 please.” Etc. This way he had to rely solely on what he was hearing, and not be distracted by someone’s physical appearance or by his calling out a name of someone who’d perhaps been in the group the previous year. This was a rigorous process every year. But once you were in the DWS, and rose to his standards, there was a pretty good chance you’d make it in the next year too.”
The DWS began regularly performing at the Walker Art Center in 1975 and made many tours across the country and to Europe. It collaborated with many notable ensembles and musicians including the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, Chanticleer and the Dave Brubeck Quartet. It also made many radio appearances, including Garrison Keillor’s A Prairie Home Companion and annual broadcasts of “Echoes of Christmas” and “Cathedral Classics” which reached audiences of 1.5 million across the United States. The DWS appeared in feature film soundtracks, most notably those of My Best Friend’s Wedding and The Garden of Redemption.
In the 1980-81 season, the DWS offered its first subscription series and hired a full-time executive director. In 1982, the DWS began to pay its singers, which set a new precedent for professional choirs nationally.
One of its board members was Boake Sells, a Fort Dodge native who was president of Dayton-Hudson Corp. in Minneapolis from 1984-87.
“I had heard of Dale in Fort Dodge but we had not met,” Sells said. “When I got to Minneapolis, he had formed this professional choir. Everyone in the choir was a great singer and every one of them loved him. A ‘music man’ with management and marketing savvy. I was proud to be on his board.”
The DWS presented its final concert, “I Have Had Singing: A Choral Celebration,” on May 30, 2004, at Orchestra Hall in Minneapolis. “It seemed to be the right time to complete the mission we had set out to accomplish in developing a professional choir,” Warland said. Among its many honors was a Grammy nomination for Best Choral Performance for its 2003 CD, “Walden Pond.” Over the years, 355 singers participated in the organization.
The archives for the DWS are located at the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music and comprise the score library (including more than 1,100 copies of all 270 commissioned works), all organizational and artistic records, and more than 300 audio and video recordings of the ensemble’s performances.
Since 2008, the Dale Warland Singers Commission Award has been presented by Chorus America in partnership with the American Composers Forum. It recognizes a chorus entering into an artistically meaningful and mutually beneficial partnership with a composer of their choice to contribute a new work to the choral repertoire. The Chicago Children’s Choir won the award in 2021.
After disbanding the DWS in 2004, Warland served as music director of former Saint Paul Chamber Orchestra Chorale and the Minnesota Beethoven Festival Chorale—both positions created for him. Warland has received honorary doctorates from Augustana College, Macalester College, University of Minnesota and University of Cincinnati. Among his many honors: induction into the American Classical Music Hall of Fame in 2012 and the Minnesota Music Hall of Fame in 2007.
Warland and his wife Ruth, are parents of two children – David, who lives in California with his wife Patricia and their daughter Bay, and Kari, who lives in St. Paul with her husband Dave Mink and their children, Karsten and Sonja. Ruth’s career was in education where she worked primarily with adults with learning and reading skills disabilities. David, who has a doctorate in biophysics and has been co-owner of two major startup companies, owns a small ranch in Davis, Calif., and now freelances as a consultant. Kari earned degrees in Anthropology and Forensic Science and has worked in those two fields in her career.
Warland’s brother Bob sang in church choirs through almost all of his life. In their Badger years, the brothers performed together and were known as The Warland Warblers. Bob and his wife Bev lived in Badger and in Fort Dodge until his death in 2017 at 83 and had three sons – Gregg and Mark of Fort Dodge and Joel of Eagle Grove. Bev owns the Warland Farm where Dale and Bob grew up. It is officially classified a Century Farm for being in the same family for more than 100 years.
Warland’s legacy remains alive among the many whose lives he touched – including Marie Spar Dymit, who was a member of DWS from 1985 to 2004 and was choral director at White Bear Lake High School for 34 years.
“As a teacher, I learned from Dale the importance of promoting new/newer music to my young singers,” she said. “I learned to not only challenge my students with this newer music, but also to challenge the audiences that got to hear them perform. I learned things about rehearsal technique, concert programming, the importance of balancing the voices when there was more than the standard four-part divisi in a piece of choral music...and so much more.”
Newhouse said he is one of several Warland Couples, “in that I met my wife (Angela) of now nearly 30 years through the DWS.” Among the things that made Warland stand out was his humanity, Newhouse said.
“Despite his fame and enormous talent, he was never NOT an Iowa farm boy. That meant a fierce work ethic, a care for neighbor and friend, an earthiness and sense of humor that was always ready to lighten the moment of a tense rehearsal or recording session. His ego was in service of beauty, not to shine his own star.”
Messenger Spotlight: May 1, 2021; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2021/05/seeds-of-dale-warlands-musical-success-sown-in-badger-church-fdsh/
“Ladies and gentlemen, the Beatles!”
With those five words of introduction from Ed Sullivan, the Beatles – John, Paul, George and Ringo – took the stage of The Ed Sullivan Show on Feb. 9, 1964, and sang “I Want to Hold Your Hand” and four other hits to a live audience of screaming young people and 73 million CBS viewers nationwide.
Not only was that wintry Sunday night the liftoff of the most successful band in history, but also the birth of a musical phenomenon called garage rock – and Fort Dodge rode the crest of the new rock movement. If you’re in your 60s or 70s, chances are high that you danced to or listened to the music these young people played.
“On Feb. 10, the day after Ed Sullivan’s show, every kid started bugging his parents for a guitar,” said Keith “Howdy” Brown. “Dad, I want a guitar…dad, I want a guitar. Anyone who lived in the ’60s and ’70s knew what a garage band was after that night. There were three garage bands on every block. We’d practice in someone’s parents’ basement, play on Friday and Saturday night, then get together Sunday and decide on music for the next week.
“When you performed at the Laramar in Fort Dodge, there might be 2,000 people. When you’re standing on that stage and they’re happy with you, it was the greatest feeling in the world.” Fort Dodge quickly became a hotbed for garage rock – performed by teenagers who would form a band and rehearse in the family garage or basement or even a front lawn. According to one estimate, between 1964 and 1968 more than 180,000 bands formed in the United States.
“It should be called basement bands because we did more practicing in the basement than the garage,” recalled Dean Davis, of Fort Dodge. “When we practiced in my basement, the dishes would be rattling upstairs in the kitchen. We played for high school dances, parties, we even played for ladies aid – our first paying gig.”
Davis started playing the drums at the age of 12 when he was in sixth grade. He was an eighth grader when the Beatles emerged and he started a three-piece band called the Rogues that by high school had expanded to five – Doug Thompson on guitar, Brian Nelson on bass, Rob Dunn on lead guitar, Davis on drums, and Steve Henry as lead singer.
The Rogues broke up in their junior year at Fort Dodge Senior High and Davis joined a band called West Minist’r (the apostrophe was needed because the name “West Minister” would not fit on the bass drum). Davis played the drums; Rusty Bell, lead guitar and vocals; Frank Wiewel, bass and lead vocals; Kirk Kaufman, rhythm guitar and vocals; Terry Dillon, keyboard and vocals, and Chuck Henderson, keyboard and bass.
“We were performing in all the big ballrooms at the time,” he said.
When Bell and Davis left the band, Keith Brown and Arnie Bode joined it.
“We built a studio on Kirk’s dad’s farm,” recalled Wiewel, whose father and grandfather operated Wiewel Drug Store in Fort Dodge. “We first practiced in a chicken house. That’s where we learned to play as a band.”
Kaufman has owned the recording studio at his Otho farm called Junior’s Motel (no motel, just a “funky name”) since 1972. The studio has been used by Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys and SlipKnot (a heavy metal band from Des Moines) in the late 1990s.
“Leanne Quade made us jackets – a Nehru jacket, long paisley with a pattern, and white pants,” Davis said. “It really took off. In high school we played all over the Midwest and opened for a bunch of bigtime musicians – Sly and the Family Stone, Doc Severinsen, the Box Tops, the Buckinghams. In high school we were making 200 bucks apiece a week. We thought we were on our way.”
A song by West Minist’r, “Bright Lights, Windy City,” written by Henderson, was recorded in Omaha in 1969 and made it onto AM radio, Davis said.
Brown said it’s important to note how earlier Fort Dodge musicians adapted to the new “British Invasion.”
“Jack Yates and Larry Lind (The Pillars & Notorious Noblemen) really deserve recognition for how they helped and became leaders of some of the most successful Fort Dodge garage bands,” he said. “Prior to 1964, Dale & The DevonAires had a huge Fort Dodge following. Both Jack and Larry were in the DevonAires.”
Most garage bands stuck with singing the popular songs of the day. And had a great time doing so – getting together and “having a huge amount of fun,” Brown said. “We would also call them cover bands, playing anything on Top 40 radio. That’s what people wanted. Then you might work in one original song if you’re a really good band and find a recording studio.”
In the 1950s through at least the ’70s, Fort Dodge was fertile ground for the formation and development of local music groups, said Mark Mittelstadt, who in the early 1970s played with a lounge group called Sun.
“The original members – Kathy Wickwire, Cathy Davidson and Marcia Robson – were known around Fort Dodge for their acoustic style of folk music,” he said. “Wanting to tour, the girls expanded their repertoire and added me as a drummer and Courtright Hawley III on electric bass and vocals. (They wisely never gave me a microphone.)”
“As a relatively small city, Fort Dodge had a gritty, blue-collar culture conducive to local performance. Workers from the meatpacking plants, gypsum mills, railroads, area farming, the animal laboratories, other smaller industries always were looking for places to kick back, relax and have a beer (or several.) There were many opportunities for young musicians to train and gain experience — the junior highs and high schools, the Karl King Band, the Lancers – and plenty of places to play: ballrooms like the Laramar in Fort Dodge, nightclubs in Twin Lakes, Storm Lake and elsewhere, hotel bars, a dozen or more country western bars throughout northwest Iowa.”
There were many opportunities in those days for garage bands: wedding receptions, bars, high school and college homecoming and prom dances, private parties, DeMolay dances, community centers in surrounding towns, centennials, street dances in the summer, the State Fair, county fairs- and three venues that were among the creme de la creme: the Laramar in Fort Dodge, the Roof Garden at Lake Okoboji and the Surf in Clear Lake.
“There was a great ballroom circuit in the Midwest,” Wiewel said. “Bands would tour all around, from Brainerd, Minnesota, to the north, Omaha to the west, Kansas City to the south and Chicago and Champaign and Springfield, Ill., to the east.”
Garage bands in Fort Dodge and the surrounding area numbered as many as 75 to 100 but began fading away for a variety of reasons, including the emergence of disco, the trend for DJs to play records at venues to save money, and fewer places to play.
“There are hardly any garage bands anymore,” Brown said. “Now everyone can make music on their computer without holding a musical instrument. Guitars have faded somewhat from live music, there’s a lot of keyboard stuff.”
Brown noted that greater use of illegal drugs “got in the way of bands and the audience in the early 1970s. That was one of the reasons it was easy to leave a band and go to a studio.
“I believe lowering the drinking age (originally) to 18 really hurt the ballroom business. You could not mix kids with alcohol. And bars refused entrance to underage kids. I also believe politics and the Vietnam War hurt garage bands. Life started getting a lot more serious…the draft. And…entering adulthood cause some musicians to face the reality of providing a stable income.”
There’s a George Bernard Shaw quote – “We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing” – that applies to many who played decades ago in Fort Dodge garage bands. Now in their late 60s or early 70s, they’re still playing…in different ways.
At his Juniors Motel studio west of Otho, located on the family farm in the midst of 108 acres of cornfields, Kaufman is working with his son, Matt, on creating a stage musical, tentatively titled, “Robin Hood and the Married Men.” He’s been working at it for 15 years – when he’s not doing recording work – “I’m trying to make it the love story of Robin Hood and Maid Marian.” His son, who is a systems architect at the University of Iowa, is helping to write the script and Kaufman has written about 20 songs for it.
“It’s a work in progress,” he said, not ready to estimate when it will be completed.
Brown and his wife, FDSH classmate Julie (Jordison), operate a recording studio, Crystal Sound, in the lower level of their Urbandale home – moving there when their first Des Moines studio was lost in the 1993 floods. Crystal Sound gravitated away from recording groups to heavily focusing on corporate production with such clients as American Express, Disney, McDonald’s, Chevrolet and Wells Fargo, Brown said. Working with advertising agencies and their producers, often in the 23-40 age group, “is always a welcomed challenge to bring their ideas to reality through my original music. It is a team effort. At times, it does feel as if we are in a band. Every musical experience I had in my earlier bands helps me now when I turn on my recording gear each morning. It’s a never-ending process.”
Yates has added a new highlight to his career – along with the top three from his past: being asked to join Dale & The DevonAires, the induction of the DevonAires as one of the first four bands into the Iowa Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (in 1997) and when his 4 On The Floor Band opened for the Beach Boys. But the audience for this highlight is much different.
Yates is playing guitar again in a group called The Bare-Bones Trio that performs at care center facilities such as Bickford Cottage, the Villa Care Center, the Marion Home and Fort Dodge Health & Rehab. His longtime friend Larry Lind is on bass and Eddie Simpson is their Elvis impersonator.
“There are a couple of places where a few people get up and dance and since we do mostly 40’s thru 60’s music we go over pretty well. Sometimes we will book other events like wineries and anniversaries.”
Davis, who is 70, performs in a seven-piece horn band, Lone Tree Revival, that features Sean Minikus, lead guitar and lead vocal; Jeremy Ober, lead guitar and lead singer; Alex Trevino, bass guitar; Dan Cassidy, trombone; Tim Miller, trumpet, and Steve Nelson, sax. COVID restrictions limited their engagements to eight in 2020 but they’ll resume performances in June and through the summer.
Davis has been teaching drummers since he was 19 and estimates he has taught as many as 1,000 to play the drums. One of them, now a physician practicing in Georgia, is writing songs and asked Davis to play drums for them; he sends his accompaniment work by MP3 file. He will soon begin rehearsals with an all-star band he was asked to join that will perform at the Roof Garden at Lake Okoboji on Memorial Day weekend.
“I just love to play,” Davis said. “It keeps me young and keeps me in shape – it takes a lot of energy and that’s a good thing.”
Messenger Spotlight: April 3, 2021; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2021/04/thanks-to-beatles-fort-dodge-became-hotbed-for-garage-bands/
The coronavirus pandemic could hold him down for just so long. “Photo Fred” is back!
Fred Larson, who has been photographing the people and places of Fort Dodge since he bought his first camera at 9 years old (”for 10 cents and three box tops”), has resumed self-appointed duties as the welcome wagon” for fellow residents of Friendship Haven who until Monday had been under tight social distancing rules to prevent the spread of COVID-19.
“Before the pandemic, it was hard to find him in his room,” said Julie Thorson, CEO of the retirement community. “He’d be out calling on people, lifting spirits, telling his jokes. Photo Fred is now out and about. We think things are now getting closer to the interaction we once had with one another.”
Larson, who is 93 years young, is the ultimate people person – and the pandemic took its toll on him and all his fellow residents when Friendship Haven had to severely limit social contacting beginning a year ago.
“I’ll talk to anyone who will talk to me,” Larson said. “People come from all different varieties of life, some talkative, some not. I know a lot of people here. The pandemic just made it worse. Before, I was calling on 10 people at the health center, five days a week. We’d talk for 15 minutes or so. Now only two of those are left – the others have died. It hurts me because I couldn’t go over and give them a little comfort. Some have nobody to come by. I was somebody, even if they didn’t know me.”
Larson was the first fulltime photographer for The Messenger, working at the newspaper from 1963 to 1993 and through his camera lens telling the stories of thousands upon thousands of lives – their triumphs as well as their tragedies. The scrapbooks of many Fort Dodgers include Fred Larson photos that celebrated an achievement or other memorable moment.
Think Paul Anka’s classic song, “The Times of Our Lives,” and the beginning lyrics:
“Good morning, yesterday. You wake up and time has slipped away. And suddenly it’s hard to find. The memories you left behind. Remember, do you remember? The laughter and the tears. The shadows of misty yesteryears. The good times and the bad you’ve seen. And all the others in between. Remember, do you remember, The times of your life?”
Fred Larson – a man Thorson calls “a legend of the community” - helped many remember those times of their lives. And nearly 40 years into retirement, he’s still working at it, still taking pictures from time to time with his two 35mm cameras.
“I covered a lot of good things and a lot of bad things,” Larson said. “It was a fun job. I enjoyed every minute of it. I didn’t kick and holler and scream when I had to get up in the middle of the night to go cover a story. It was a job that I loved to do.”
One exception he did note: When he and reporter Maxine Peet drove to Algona to cover the funerals of five people who were killed in a domestic disturbance, he reached back for his camera and found it wasn’t there. He left it at home. “We found a drug store downtown and I rented a camera,” he said. And he got the shots.
In his 11 years at Friendship Haven, Larson has been a “great ambassador” to other residents, Thorson said. “His wife Delores was very welcoming too. He was so devoted to her.”
Delores, a longtime school teacher who worked many years at Cooper Elementary, passed away in 2011.
“We were married 53 years, nine months, and five days, but I am not counting,” Larson said.
Larson was born at Mercy Hospital in Fort Dodge, one of five boys of Edith and Merrill “Pete” Larson. The family first lived at 209 I St. and then at 219 I St. His parents and his brothers Jack, Dick, Dave and Don have died – Don, two years ago after a career that included operating Ridgewood Lanes. His father worked for Fort Dodge Creamery, going to work at 3 a.m. and early on using horses to deliver milk.
“Those were the Depression years,” Larson said, “and he supported five boys, his wife and his dad on $20 a week.”
His father was killed at the age of 44 – when Fred was 8 years old – when bricks fell on him after a building, the Fort Dodge Club, on the City Square exploded and collapsed after catching fire. His father and a friend were bystanders outside when both were struck by bricks. His mother then went to work for Lutheran Hospital for 35 cents an hour.
As a 12-year-old boy in 1939, Larson took his first job as a paperboy, delivering the then-afternoon Messenger on the west side of the river. He had 80 customers and held the route for two years.
Larson got into what would be his life’s profession by accident. Nels Isaacson, a master photographer and owner of Baldwin Studio, asked his mother if her older son David would be interested in a job there. David was working at Charles A. Brown clothing, she told him, but “I’m sure Fred would do a good job for you.” Larson was 10 when he started by sweeping out the store after school, then learned to develop film and print pictures while working in the darkroom.
When Isaacson divorced and moved his studio to Algona, Larson went to work for Harold Bergeman at Bergeman Studios in downtown Fort Dodge. He was 13, in high school, and worked there weekends doing darkroom work and later selling camera equipment.
Larson stayed with Bergeman after graduating in 1947 from Fort Dodge Senior High School and began shooting his first weddings – taking pictures both in the Bergeman studio and at churches and reception halls. In all, he took pictures at about 80 weddings (including the author’s).
At one wedding at Corpus Christi Catholic Church, an uninvited guest in the form of a mouse made things interesting, he recalled.
“I noticed up front that people were half standing and gawking at the altar. I took my camera and walked up. A little mouse was running from under the bride’s dress, in and out three or four times. I was waiting for a scream. But she never did.”
Larson was drafted into the Army in 1950 and served two years, stationed at Fort Lee, Virginia, before being discharged and returning to Fort Dodge. He and Delores were married in 1957.
“We met in a bar, the Chatterbox. She had been at a senior dinner dance at the Laramar,” he said with a laugh. “I was trying to date her older sister but I ended up driving Delores home.”
He joined The Messenger in 1963 when General Manager Bob Merryman offered him $20 more a week than he was paid at Bergeman, Larson said. For the next 30 years, nary an event of importance occurred that did not include Fred Larson photographing it with his cameras – first a Speed Graphic, then a 2 ¼ and finally 35mm cameras.
“One of the good things I covered was the pope coming to Des Moines, and JFK coming to Fort Dodge,” Larson said. “He was one of eight presidents I covered in Iowa (Kennedy, Lyndon B. Johnson, Richard Nixon, Gerald Ford, Jimmy Carter, Ronald Reagan, George H. W. Bush, and George W. Bush).
The longest day I ever put in was a big downtown fire in January 1971 that destroyed eight businesses and claimed a life. I was there at 3 in the morning and got home at 6 that evening. That fire was so hot that it melted a phone on a desk in a building across the street.”
Daryl Beall, former state senator, said “Fred not only was a photojournalist, capturing people and events in the news, but he was a part of the community. He recorded and chronically captured current happenings, yes, and also preserved them for their historical documentation. Fred was a bit of a joker. He interacted with his subjects. His art was memorable — just like the artist.”
Beall said Larson once told him that one of the toughest photo assignments he ever had was in his first year with The Messenger, in 1963, when he covered a plane crash that claimed the lives of Beall’s brother Mike and three other young people when their aircraft went down near where Gunderson Funeral Home is now located.
Larson’s sidekick on many of his Messenger assignments was daughter Carrie, who now lives in Sioux City with her husband, Jack Lammers, an assistant U.S. attorney for the Northern District of Iowa, and their daughter, Katherine, 17, a high school senior and cross country runner at Sioux City East. Carrie and her dad talk daily by phone.
“He would take me with him if there was a fire or an accident, with orders that I stay in the car,” she said. “When we got back to the Messenger, I have great memories of running around the empty newsroom late at night while he developed his film. I can remember making hundreds of paper airplanes with printed instructions that came with each roll of film.
“I was pretty shy in high school and dad would always load me up with pictures to share with classmates who he photographed. I know he always tried when taking pictures at the high school, if he learned there was a kid who needed a boost, a little something special, he would make sure to include him or her in a photo.”
For this past Christmas, Carrie framed for her daughter’s bedroom one of her favorite photos taken by her dad – showing the High Bridge in Fort Dodge shrouded in fog and a hawk sitting on a sign that says “No Trespassing.”
Weeks after retiring from The Messenger, Fred’s hanging out at home proved too much for his wife Delores. He recalled, “She said, get out of my house. You’re in my way!” So he found a part-time job at Hy-Vee grocery and sacked groceries and had other duties there for the next 18 years. He and Delores enjoyed travel – with retirement trips to Russia, England, Scotland, Ireland, the Panama Canal, Mexico, Hawaii and Germany.
Larson still recalls with pride the time when his photos were displayed at the Blanden Art Gallery.
“I started to cry, there were so many people there,” he said.
Larson keeps several shoe boxes of negatives he’s saved over the years under his bed at his apartment in the River Ridge community at Friendship Haven. He has donated negatives to the Fort Dodge Historical Society over the years and plans to donate the film in those boxes as well.
This past Monday, when Friendship Haven began opening up once again, a dozen of Larson’s photos were put on display outside the Celebration Center.
The timing couldn’t have been better. Residents were free to mingle again – and share stories with their beloved ambassador. And he paid visits on resident friends whom he had not seen in a year.
“You feel alive again,” Larson said.
Messenger Spotlight: March 6, 2021; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2021/03/photo-fred-larson-is-back-lifting-spirits-telling-his-jokes/
It was a seminal moment in Boake Sells’ life as he and his wife Marian loaded up their belongings in a U-Haul to move with their two young children from Fort Dodge for a new job in Milwaukee.
He was 29 and in his first job out of college. He worked for a phone company, but lost the job for “lack of humility” after a dispute with bosses on marketing strategy. He then worked in hydraulic sales for a Pocahontas company before starting work as a manufacturer’s rep for hydraulics from the basement of their Fort Dodge home. But it “went broke,” he said.
It was on Christmas Day 1966 when the young Sells family began its 360-mile drive to Wisconsin that seeds were being planted for a career that led to high-level leadership positions in three major U.S. companies: Cole National Corp. of Cleveland, Dayton Hudson (now Target Corp.) of Minneapolis and Revco Drug Stores (later bought by CVS Corp.) of Cleveland.
The boy left Fort Dodge, as they say, but Fort Dodge never left the boy.
Through the ups and downs of the business world, Sells never forgot the example set by his parents for all four of their children: Boake, Josephine (Jo, who died of cancer in 2014), Greg and Tim.
“My mother was the powerhouse in our family from the standpoint of discipline,” Sells recalled. “The one thing we all remember about Louise was her mantra – ‘never explain, never complain. There’s no quit in this operation.’ With my father, the quintessential hard worker, he was up at 4:30 a.m. and went to work. My career, I got up at 5 for my entire career. If I have something to think about, I want to do it before the sun comes up.”
Sells was born in Estherville, the firstborn of Louise and Lyle Sells, who were both from Fort Dodge. The name Boake came from a British commentator named Boake Carter:
“He was on the radio in 1936 and my mother liked what he had to say,” Sells said.
The family had strong Fort Dodge roots. His mother’s father, C.W. Gadd, was president of the State Bank and his father’s father, Jim Sells, was a used-car salesman for Swaney Motor Co. and worked until he was 94. Lyle Sells, who wrestled at Fort Dodge Senior High (he was a national wrestling champion) and played football at Cornell College, worked for a car repossessing firm in Estherville when Boake and Jo were born. The family moved back to Fort Dodge when Lyle went to work for Coats Loaders and Stackers, then later with New Idea Manufacturing before he joined Ed Pederson to form Pederson and Sells Equipment Co.
Estherville schools offered no kindergarten at that time and Boake developed scarlet fever as a child, so when he entered second grade at Lincoln Elementary, he was behind in reading and “for the first time in my life when I really got helped, a teacher named Minnie Looft helped me learn how to read … I looked her up years later and sent her a letter thanking her for saving my life. I was a basket case. Thank God for her.” (Minnie lived to be 108.)
Among his best friends in high school were Phil Joselyn and Tom Schweiger.
“Phil died (in 2018), but Schweiger and I see each other every year,” he said. “I have never had better friends and I’m 83. Phil Joselyn’s dad was my dad’s best friend. It doesn’t get better than that. Phil was the best man at our wedding 61 years ago and I was best man at his. When Phil died, I came back to give the eulogy.”
“In those days, life revolved around the Expo Pool and Dodger Stadium,” Sells said, recalling a favorite story: “In junior high, the YMCA held a Monday night dance called a sock hop. Schweiger and I joined the Boy Scouts. One night the Boy Scout troop leader came to the Y and demanded Tom and I choose between the sock hop or scouts. And that was it for Boy Scouts.”
Sells was a 6-foot-4 athlete at FDSH, competing in football, basketball and track.
“Those coaches were massive in my life,” he said, mentioning Forest Marquis in football, Connie Goodman in basketball and Ben Duea in track.
Sells, who graduated in 1955, excelled as an end on the Dodger football team and remains thankful for the support of Messenger sports editor Bob Brown in being named first-team All-State.
Sells was awarded the Nile Kinnick academic-athletic scholarship at the University of Iowa and played for Coach Forest Evashevski. (“How many can say that their high school and college coaches had the same first name, Forest,” he said.) His playing time at Iowa was sparse, he said – “I was the live blocking dummy for All-American Alex Karras” – but he was a member of the Hawkeye teams that went to two Rose Bowls, in 1957 and 1959.
At Iowa, he pledged to the Sigma Alpha Epsilon fraternity and became the roommate of Frank Bloomquist, who had competed against him in high school for Waterloo East and was an academic All-American as a guard and drafted by the Washington Redskins. “We became very, very good friends.”
Sells graduated with a business degree and when he had to shut down his manufacturer’s rep business in Fort Dodge, Bloomquist invited him to join him in his own hydraulics business in Milwaukee.
Shortly after arriving there, Bloomquist – who earned an MBA from Harvard University – encouraged Sells to apply for the program. “I was 29 and owed money to the bank, but he said, apply and tell them what the deal is. I told them, if you take me, you’ve got to loan me money to drive there and pay my rent and I’ve got two kids. I did have some commissions money coming in from my business as a manufacturing rep. I entered the Harvard Business School in 1967 when I was 30.”
After Sells’ first year at Harvard, Walter Salmon, a marketing professor on the board of Cole National Corp., a diversified specialty retailer, helped him land a summer job in New York City with Cole and that led to the company paying for his second year at Harvard, Sells said.
After earning his MBA in 1969, Sells joined Cole – whose operations included optical departments in Sears and Montgomery Ward stores and key-making kiosks across the country – and assigned him to run an optical business in Cleveland. In his 14 years with Cole, he rose to become its president and chief operating officer.
In the early 1980s, Cole decided to go private, Sells said, and he left to take a position in 1983 as vice chairman of Dayton Hudson in Minneapolis. He was elected to its board and became president and COO – working with Carroll, Iowa, native Kenneth Macke, chairman of Dayton Hudson. Target Stores was its biggest division and in 2004 Dayton Hudson renamed itself Target Corp. (Macke and Sells competed against each other in high school basketball; Macke ribbed Sells that his Carroll High School team beat FDSH, but Sells retorted that he had outscored Macke and made up a t-shirt to that effect.) Macke died in 2008.
In 1987, Sells joined Revco Drug Stores as chairman and CEO of the then 2,000-store chain. He led Revco out of a four-year bankruptcy by closing stores, cutting debt and beating back takeover threats. He left Revco in 1992 and went into the private equity business.
“Throughout all this I had some success in leading people,” Sells said. “If you’re not good with people, do something else.
“I give Fort Dodge credit for that. In a small town, in school they needed you for everything – sports, choir, plays, debate – they wanted you because they didn’t have enough kids. I didn’t grow up with the philosophy that in order for me to win, somebody had to lose. In big cities, they have 5,000 in high school. I grew up believing you and I could grow up doing the same thing and no one lost. In business, I was all for my people getting a better job somewhere else. I wanted each of them to be as much as they could be.”
Sells met his wife Marian Stephenson, at Iowa where she earned a degree in education. She grew up in Oskaloosa, where her father was high school principal. They were married in 1959 and have three children: Damian, who is a self-employed real estate broker in Covington, Ky., and has two children, Claire and Julia; Brian, who owns a personal finance business in Denver, and Jean Ann (Koprowski, married to Kris), who owns a catering business in Cleveland.
He and Marian live in Cleveland and are snowbirds to Naples, Fla., during the winter months. Golf and bridge are among favorite activities. He is a voracious reader of public policy books and is widing down his work as an “angel investor,” one who provides financial backing for small startup companies or entrepreneurs. He has one company left – a software business for auto repair shops.
“In our early married years, we liked art,” Sells said, “drawings and paintings. We bought what we could afford. We never collected art that’s well known or valuable, only collected emerging artists. We both have interest in theater. We had season tickets to the Guthrie in Minneapolis when living in Fort Dodge and saw 7-8 plays a year.”
Sells is a lifetime trustee of the Cleveland Play House, where he once served as president, and was a director of the Museum of Contemporary Art in Cleveland. He earlier served on the board of directors of the Guthrie.
Sells’ brothers Greg and Tim worked together as rehabilitation consultants for Sells & Associates, Inc., of Sacramento, Calif. Greg said that in the business’ early going, Boake would send encouraging notes that he would keep and read from time to time.
Said Tim, “Bo has always had the winner’s approach to business: don’t ruminate about the past, act in the now and prepare for the future.”
Sells has been away from fulltime work for decades, but he’s remembered by those whose lives he touched during his career.
In a story last summer in Twin Cities Business, Monica Nassif – who developed upscale cleaning products that were sold in 15,000 stores – told how she got the equivalent of an MBA education in the 1980s by working closely with Sells when they both were at Dayton Hudson.
“I learned a ton from this guy,” Nassif recalls, especially when she would do store walk-throughs with him. “Through his eyes, I learned to view the shopping experience for consumers,” she says. Sells pressed her to identify product trends, critique merchandise displays, and describe flaws she saw in the stores.”
Those who learned under Sells are widespread in the business world, but Sells said he doesn’t consider himself as a mentor – either in his working days or now.
“Being raised in Fort Dodge, I entered adulthood implicitly trustful of everyone,” he said. “Was I ever disappointed? Of course, but the initial trust brought great insights from every corner of whatever universe. I was a question asker, not answerer. People who worked for me were sure they were respected for their minds. More than anything else, that is what they tell me, even today.
“Trust, respect, persistence, determination, and luck. Did the trick for me. I think it is fundamental to being married for 61-plus years as well.”
It’s a new year and a fresh start. Even though I am happy to be finished with 2020, I cannot help but be thankful.
Messenger Spotlight: February 6, 2021; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2021/02/lessons-learned-in-fort-dodge-forged-boake-sells-business-career/
Hello, Donna, this is God, Donna, it’s so nice to have you back where you belong.
Cue the theme song from the iconic Broadway hit musical “Hello Dolly” and alter the opening lyrics – and they could look like this.
In her 68 years on earth, Donna Johnson touched many as a daughter, sister, friend, musician and actress. But it was her performance as Dolly Gallagher Levy in the Fort Dodge Senior High production of “Hello Dolly” that was her defining moment and set the stage for a life that took her to show business work in New York City, London and Minneapolis.
It was the spring of 1970, her senior year in high school, and everyone knew why the musical was picked for that year, said her longtime friend and classmate Dayle Olson. It was for Donna.
“Donna didn’t play the role of Dolly – Donna became Dolly,” he said. “It was then that I realized, along with the hundreds of people who saw the show, Donna is the diamond in the Fort Dodge rough – and she had just found her first sparkle! People were so excited that Donna was playing the role of Dolly, the show’s performances quickly sold out and an additional performance was added. Donna cherished her time as Dolly the rest of her life.”
Donna Kay Johnson died at Trinity Regional Medical Center on Nov. 13 of complications following surgery. Her sister Martha, of Fort Dodge, was by her side and another sister Joan was on a video chatline from her home in West Babylon, N.Y. When Donna was removed from the respirator, she was fittingly sent heaven-bound by hospital chaplain Nicole Dick, who sang “Homeward Bound” by Marta Keen. “It was light and beautiful,” Martha said.
“I talked to Donna a couple times a month for the past 20 years or so,” said Olson, who lives in Merritt Island, Fla. “The last time I talked to Donna was about two weeks before she died. Donna and I laughed for about an hour - that was a usual phone call with Donna. But she also talked about Dolly. One of the last things she said was, ‘I would love to put on Dolly’s red dress one more time while people sang, ‘Hello, Dolly.’ That won’t happen, but the final words to that song will make me smile the rest of my life - ‘Dolly will never go away again.’ In my mind - Donna will never go away!”
Ah, that dress she wore to portray Dolly. Larry Mitchell, who was FDSH choral director for 31 years and selected Donna for the lead role, said the costumes for “Hello Dolly” were rented from Brooks-Van Horn Costume Co. in New York City and everyone was in for a surprise when they arrived. The rented shoes that Donna wore were tagged “Miss Martin” and the dress was tagged “Miss Channing.” They were the very same shoes and dress worn on Broadway by two of the most famous actresses to portray Dolly – legends Mary Martin and Carol Channing.
“It was one of the best shows we did here,” Mitchell said. “Donna was a wonderful actress, a fine singer, she moved well, she was the complete package. She had a positive, great smile. In all my years I don’t think I could find her equal for Dolly.”
The normally three-night performance was so successful that Mitchell added a fourth performance – which took place on Donna’s 18th birthday, April 13, 1970. And when the final bows were taken, Donna’s dad Dick Johnson wheeled a birthday cake onto the stage and the entire cast sang to her and the audience joined in – “Happy Birthday, Dear Dolly.”
Mark Mittelstadt of suburban Tucson, Ariz., recalled Donna as “full of fun, creativity, excitement, as she brought to life a character described as a matchmaker, meddler, opportunist and life-loving woman. When it was time for one of her scenes, our high school production simply lit up. All performers were lifted.
“That was no surprise to those who knew her. Beyond learning lines and memorizing her songs, Donna joined others working hard to design, paint and create the sets. She was a friend who had a smile and warm thought for everyone.
“Yet she was sharp as a gaffer’s knife. The FDSH production of ‘Dolly’ in 1970 was the first time an Iowa high school attempted to stage the hit Broadway musical, no small feat. It was a big production with challenging songs, choreography, elaborate costumes and sets, and numerous set changes.
“In one scene Dolly is at a restaurant with the other lead — Horace Vandergelder, a supposedly well-to-do businessman and a widower who is one of her matchmaking clients. During a quick set change one night a stagehand forgot to place Dolly’s chair. Horace, played by Dana Messerly, motioned for a performer-waiter to bring one. Without skipping a beat, Donna ad-libbed with a wave of her hand “Oh, Horace, don’t leave a tip. The service here is terrible.”
“The off-script line produced scattered audience laughs. It was everything those of us in the pit orchestra could do to keep from cracking up. Donna WAS Dolly. Carol Channing would be proud.”
Messerly, of Olathe, Kan., who like Mittelstadt was in the class behind Johnson, said he was “always in awe of playing opposite Donna. I always told her even up to a couple months ago that my best scenes were when we were on stage together, because people would be paying attention to her, not me. She definitely was a bright star.”
Donna and her three sisters – Karen, Joan and Martha - grew up in a musical family. Their father Dick Johnson was an avid barbershopper and played Uncle Dick on KQTV and their mother Gladys was also an accomplished musician and singer. Dick Johnson is 91 and lives in Great Falls, Montana, and Gladys Johnson, 93, lives at Friendship Haven. Karen died of pancreatic cancer in 2015 at age 64. Joan Drewes lives in West Babylon, N.Y., and Martha McColley Kersbergen lives in Fort Dodge.
Karen was a legal secretary who worked in New York City. Joan retired last year as an elementary school music teacher and lately has been composing for choruses on Long Island. Martha owns Clean All, Inc., in Fort Dodge, a company that does residential and commercial cleaning.
“On family vacations, the six of us would be in dad’s station wagon singing pieces in four-part harmony,” Joan recalled. “Donna and I sang alto, mom and Martha soprano, Karen tenor and dad would sing bass.
“When we were kids, we used to sing at our church, Grace Lutheran. Martha is still a member there. We were billed as The Johnson Girls and dad would write arrangements for us.” Martha is a member of the Grace Lutheran choir and bell choir.
Over the years, Mitchell directed productions involving all four Johnson girls. “They were four talented young ladies and it’s so tragic that two of them have died,” he said.
Donna was a member of Mitchell’s Comedia Players and traveled with them to Leadville, Colorado, as part of a Summer Troupe and acted in many Hawkeye Community Theater productions. She auditioned for The American Academy of Dramatic Arts in New York City and was accepted. While studying at the academy, she joined The Open Road, a travel band, as lead vocalist and conga player and performed up and down the East Coast from Maine to Rhode Island.
In the late 1970’s Donna was hired as musical director for the Broadway show, “Beatlemania,” a musical review focused on the music of the Beatles as it related to the events and changing attitudes of the tumultuous 1960s. In addition to hiring and rehearsing musicians for the pit orchestra, Donna conducted and accompanied the orchestra during performances. In 1980, Donna traveled to London to work as the musical director for the opening production of Beatlemania. While in England, Donna traveled with her sister Joan to Sweden to meet with their maternal grandparents’ cousins.
“Donna and I were kind of like travel buddies,” Joan said. “When she was doing Beatlemania in London, I was living in Germany. We connected, took a train through east Germany and a ferry to Sweden where we met with our cousins. When we finally got to our destination, went into their house, it had an old rug loom exactly like my Aunt Ruth had. The house smelled like we were in Iowa, in grandma’s house.” They also traveled to India together in 1996.
In the late 1980’s Donna became involved with a group of doctors and dentists who traveled each year to Honduras providing free medical and dental treatments for Hondurans who were in need. This organization was called “Mission of Mercy”. Making yearly trips to Honduras, Donna fell in love with the culture and the people. After long hours working with the doctors, Donna would sing and play her keyboard for the doctors, nurses and Honduran community providing the evening entertainment.
When Beatlemania closed, Donna left England and returned to Fort Dodge where she lived two years, serving as music director of St. Olaf Lutheran Church. She then moved to Minneapolis where she continued acting in local theater productions and also worked for the Datacard Group. While at Datacard, she expanded her creative talents by being in charge of the video production department. Donna retired from Datacard in 2010.
Months after her sister Karen died, Donna moved back to Fort Dodge in late 2015 with her beloved dog Rosa – which she rescued in Minneapolis from an abusive owner - to be closer to her family. Rosa was 16 years old and was cremated the day after Donna died, Martha said, so that their ashes could be together. “I can still hear Donna whistle for Rosa,” Martha said. Martha’s son Scott took in Donna’s tabby cat Hansel and Martha adopted Donna’s other dog Benny.
“What I will always remember about my sister - her humor, creativity, she had such a huge heart,” Martha said. “She was loved so much.”
The family plans a celebration of life at a later date when her ashes will be interred at North Lawn Cemetery. Memorials in Donna’s name may be made to the Almost Home Humane Society of North Central Iowa, in Fort Dodge.
Messenger Spotlight: December 5, 2020; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2020/12/donna-johnson-did-not-play-role-of-dolly-she-became-dolly/
It was the march of a lifetime for the 53 boys and girls who represented Fort Dodge 60 years ago this month in the inauguration parade for President John F. Kennedy.
The Fort Dodge Lanciers Drum and Bugle Corps was one of two Iowa marching groups selected to take part in the Jan. 20, 1961, parade down Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington, D.C., before a million spectators for the inauguration of the youngest man ever elected to the presidency.
Now, six decades later, most of them retired and in their 70s, the Lanciers who marched on that frigid day in the nation’s capital — 39 boys and 14 girls, ages 11 to 16 - still recall the gratification of representing Fort Dodge in that special moment in their lives and the life’s lessons that it brought.
“One of the biggest things that we didn’t realize until later on,” said Bob Dunker, “is the thankfulness for Fort Dodge and how the community stepped forward with its love and helped us achieve this. The realization that nothing is given to you, that everything comes from hard work and dedication. Practice and perseverance and learning how to behave yourself in groups. I think we were all good ambassadors for Fort Dodge in Washington, D.C. I think that lasted a lifetime for every one of us.”
Dunker, of Dakota Dunes, S.D., whose career included 20 years as president of Western Iowa Tech Community College in Sioux City, was joined by his younger brother Roger on the trip that took the
Lanciers and their chaperones in two Greyhound buses – one for the boys, the other for the girls – on the 1,083-mile drive. Both played the tenor bugle.
“In a time with no iPads, no headphones, no electronic games, no nothing, on a bus for 18-20 hours straight, we all got along and had a good time,” recalled Roger Dunker, of Castle Rock, Colo., whose career in financial services included 25 years as a corporate executive. “Most of us had never been out of the state of Iowa. Our average age was 14. It was a totally different environment than today if you were on a bus.”
Steve Ryan, a teacher and principal in the Whitewater, Wis., school district and now a member of its school board, was a drummer for the Lanciers.
“I think that for everybody who went, it had to make an impact on your life,” he said. “I always enjoyed the music. Even today to be able to say I was in Kennedy’s parade. It’s just one of those things, once you’ve done it, you can’t undo it. It’s part of you.”
Months earlier, Sen. John Kennedy had visited Fort Dodge in his campaign for president. The Lanciers, sponsored by Post 130 of the American Legion, took part in a parade down Central Avenue that attracted thousands to catch a glimpse of the Democratic candidate.
National Democratic committeeman Donald J. Mitchell, a Fort Dodge attorney, was instrumental in getting Kennedy to visit Fort Dodge and later to get the Lanciers an invitation to the inaugural parade – “a day that advanced the pride of the people of Fort Dodge and the surrounding area,” said Albert Habhab, mayor of Fort Dodge at the time.
“It was a dream that many thought would not come through, but it did,” Habhab said. “Those that advanced that dream were the young men and women who were participants, and their parents and loved ones, and businesses in Fort Dodge.”
Dennis Spurlin, who played the bass bugle, recalled that day in December 1960 when he and fellow Lanciers learned the news.
“Needless to say, when we found out we had received an inaugural invitation, we were extremely excited,” said Spurlin, of Madison, Wis. “What a Christmas present for a 13-year-old! The Lanciers’ board and boosters developed a plan that included a complete itinerary for the trip as well as a detailed list of personal needs such as cold weather items. In the meantime, the corps members had to get permission slips from our parents and excuses from our schools (8th grade, South Junior High, for me). We had roughly two weeks to get all of this completed, which included rehearsal time.”
But first, there was money to be raised — $5,500 — to cover the cost of the trip in a fund-raising campaign called “On to Washington.” Ed Breen, owner of KQTV and KVFD, chaired the trip’s finance committee and Mayor Habhab proclaimed a Fort Dodge Lanciers Day for the city.
Roger Dunker said the Lanciers spent two days going to residences door to door asking for contributions, and sold Christmas trees and candy bars; in one day alone, they raised $2,000. An old car was donated and residents, led by Mayor Habhab, paid a fee per swing to demolish it. Fort Dodge businesses made contributions. And in the end, $7,378 was raised — most of it, small donations.
Budget restrictions did not allow all 110 members of the Lanciers to take part, so those interested took part in competition in practices twice a week, Dunker said, with Lanciers corps director El Presley making the final decision. Mrs. A.B. Churchill was leader of the girls’ Color Guard; Linda Posegate was the girls color sergeant.
“We had mandated practice 30 minutes a day,” Bob Dunker said. “There’s a much higher expectation in drum corps than marching in a high school band at Friday night games – precision, the ability to march in a military manner is just as important as playing an instrument. Every time the Rockettes perform, their precision reminds me of a drum corps. They’re not playing a musical instrument - but we’re not kicking our heels above our heads.”
On the evening of Jan. 17, the Lanciers’ buses left Fort Dodge for a journey that took them through Chicago and into Toledo for breakfast, then into Pittsburgh for lunch and arrival in Washington at
5:30 p.m. on the 18th.
“My dad, ‘Bud’ Kozel, was involved in fundraising for the trip and accompanied us as a chaperone.,” said Doug Kozel, of Madison, Wis., a Lanciers snare drummer. “I remember the trip as having a strong impact on me. I used to hang out at the front of the bus, and I still recall the wonderment of driving through a building, the Chicago post office, and then passing along the river on Lower Wacker Drive to the bus station. I had never seen a city built in layers. Gary, Indiana still had giant steel mills and we could see their flames from Skyline Drive; they were amazing. The Greyhound terminal in Pittsburgh was in a grand building designed by HH Richardson, one of my favorites later during my career as an architect, so it left an impression, as did the evidence of segregation we saw in the restrooms separated by race. Our stop at Gettysburg was the first time I experienced the scope of destruction and loss of life that war could manifest as found in the battlefields and the many monuments.”
In Washington, planners made the trip memorable by organizing tours and educational activities “that were beyond amazing,” Spurlin said. “I remember visiting the galleries of both the Senate and House of Representatives in the U.S. Capitol. We visited the Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials, Iwo Jima Monument, Arlington National Cemetery and changing of the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and Mount Vernon. I’m sure I saw much more, but it was heady stuff for a 13-year-old.
“It wasn’t all educational, however. Most of had never been far from Iowa, let alone staying in a big hotel in Washington, D.C. I remember our first dinner at the hotel. It was quite a surprise and a moment of uncertainty for most of us when they served Swordfish, which seemed very exotic at the time. With four to a room, the corps members felt like it was a huge sleepover and enjoyed ourselves immensely.”
That enjoyment included water balloons, which were quite popular for 13- and 14-year-olds, Ryan said. “We were on the fourth floor of the Burlington Hotel (now the Hamilton Hotel), and it seems to me that limos down below got splattered by water balloons. Hanging out the windows, we pointed up to the rooms of a band two floors above us. It seems to me they got the blame.”
Ryan also recalled that somehow a Lanciers’ hat ended up on the top of Abraham Lincoln’s head during the Lincoln Memorial tour. “The guard somehow was easily distracted,” he said.
On inauguration day, the Lanciers were up at 4:30 a.m. for breakfast and out the door at 5:30, only to be greeted by eight inches of snow that had fallen overnight and brought Washington to a standstill. Roads had to be cleared for the buses to get to the start of the parade. It was 14 degrees with a 20 mph headwind from the north. “We marched in circles just to keep warm,” Ryan said. The Lanciers were placed halfway through the parade and on the march down Pennsylvania they played their signature song, “Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White,” “Stars and Stripes Forever,” and others, and in front of Kennedy at the reviewing stand, “Hail to the Chief.”
Back in Fort Dodge, viewers of NBC-TV’s telecast of the parade with Chet Huntley and David Brinkley as commentators watched anxiously as the Lanciers neared the reviewing stand as Huntley said, “Here comes the Lanciers of Fort Dodge, Iowa.” But he followed with, “We’ll be right back after this commercial.” And when the telecast resumed, the Lanciers – and the Coe College ROTC Band and Iowa Gov. Norman Erbe — had passed by the White House reviewing stand.
“TV portrayed or not,” wrote Herb Flambeck, veteran radio announcer from Des Moines, “the Lanciers are a snappy outfit. Their young standard bearer (Jim Bond) led them on a fast pace. Their music was stirring. The many thousands in the crowd loved them. And our guess is they enjoyed the historic outing, even though they did nearly freeze to death.”
The next morning, the Lanciers toured Mount Vernon — a special moment for Lancier Mitch Hart, who had visited there at the age of 1 — and left Washington on their buses at noon for the long drive back to Fort Dodge. Upon arrival at 5:30 p.m. the next day, the buses got a police escort into town and down Central Avenue for a reception at the Hotel Warden. There, Presley presented official inaugural medals to Mayor Habhab, Bud Kozel, Ed Breen, Donald Mitchell and Messenger editor Walter Stevens.
Five years later, the Lanciers would return to Washington after winning the Iowa State American Legion championship. Kay Reed recalls that the Color Guard competed on the Ellipse south of the White House. The temperatures were quite different: “This was in August and it was sooooooo hot and humid!! We had our new uniforms which were wool battle jackets, guard - wool skirts, and corps - wool pants plus shakos - I think most of us made it all the way through - but it was grueling!”
The Lanciers disbanded in 1970. Three decades later, Spurlin recalled that the Dubuque Colts Drum & Bugle Corps represented Iowa in the inaugural parade for Barack Obama in 2009.
“As an old Iowan,” Spurlin said, “I make contributions to the corps each year. As they were preparing for the trip to D.C., I sent a letter and check to Greg Orwell, an old friend and executive director of the Colts until last year. I told him what a privilege it was to represent Iowa in the parade. I pointed out that Barack Obama was only the 44th president in America’s history. I also told him to encourage his members to take in as much as possible because they would remember this trip for the rest of their lives – much the same as all of you.
“The evening before the parade, Greg read my letter to the entire corps and explained who the Fort Dodge Lanciers were and my long involvement in the activity. By coincidence, Dave Swaleson, assistant director for the Colts at that time grew up in Fort Dodge and marched with the Lanciers for about four years toward the end.”
Messenger Spotlight: January 2, 2021
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2021/01/for-fort-dodge-lanciers-march-of-a-lifetime-at-jfks-inauguration-60-years-ago/
Remembering her dad, who made ultimate sacrifice for his country.
For Denise Steburg Rotell, the Veterans Day and Thanksgiving holidays just weeks apart bring back memories of her father who made the ultimate sacrifice for his country — and for whom she is thankful.
Pfc. Donald A. Steburg was killed instantly on April 6, 1945, in a firefight in a small cemetery in Germany just a year after the Fort Dodge native enlisted in the Army, forgoing a military deferment because he wanted to serve, and just a month and a day before the Germans surrendered.
He lays in rest at North Lawn Cemetery and is among the 219 World War II casualties from Webster County whose names are etched into a memorial wall at Veterans Memorial Park.
“I think of my father and the sacrifices he and thousands of other young men and women made whenever I practice my right to vote and to speak out in support of my political and personal beliefs,” Rotell said. “Because of him and all the others, I feel it is my responsibility to stay as informed as I can and exercise my rights at every opportunity — to speak out to my representatives and vote to every chance I get. So at Thanksgiving in their honor I am thankful for my country and the freedoms they fought for.”
She was 3 years old when a Western Union telegram was delivered to her mother at their home in Fort Dodge, notifying her that her husband had died in action. He was 23. Her mother, Donna Steburg, was married years later to Vernon Brecht and when Denise was 14, attending junior high school, the family moved to California.
Today, she lives in Nampa, Idaho, and has two children, Don, of Burns, Oregon, and Christa, of Nampa, who both work for the Bureau of Land Management. Don is married to Noelle and they have two sons: Sawyer and Sam. Christa is married to Greg Braun and they have two daughters: Elyse and Avery. Denise’s husband, Don Rotell, was with the U.S. Forest Service and died 15 years ago. A few years ago, her son Don visited his grandfather’s gravesite in Fort Dodge with both sons.
Her father was born in Fort Dodge and his father, Harold, worked for The Messenger and, with his wife, built the first motel in Fort Dodge in the early 1950s, called the Fort Dodge Motel, Rotell said. Her dad’s brother and brother-in-law were brick masons and they helped build it.
Donald Steburg worked for the Tobin Meat Packing plant in Fort Dodge when World War II started and Rotell said her mother told her that he had an occupational deferment because the plant supplied meat for the armed forces. But he decided to enlist. He was 22 years old.
“My grandpa told me that he and my dad planned when dad got home, they would buy a gas station in Fort Dodge, and dad would be the mechanic,” she said.
It was not to be — and Rotell learned how her father died when she was able to connect with former soldiers of Company B of the 42nd Rainbow Division, 232nd Infantry, who served with him.
“Your father landed with us in Marseille (France),” wrote Arthur Lillquist of Salt Lake City in 1992. “He was a good soldier — brave and courageous. He fought with us through the Battle of the Bulge, He was killed in a cemetery in Wurzburg (Germany) in April near the end of the war. In regard to how your father was killed, we got involved in a firefight in a cemetery. I was close to your father when he was hit. He died instantly. Your father never knew what hit him. As deaths in war go, your father’s death was a good one in that it was instantaneous, and he did not suffer pain. None of the German soldiers involved in that firefight survived.”
Rotell said her mother was unaware of his death when she wrote her final letter to him, letting him know that President Franklin Roosevelt had died.
“That’s always been kind of a haunting,” she said. “My mother had just mailed the letter telling him that FDR had died. Not long after that, she got the telegram.”
In the year of 2020, the 75th anniversary of the end of World War II, most ceremonies — worldwide to local — were canceled because of the coronavirus pandemic.
“This has been a strange, strange year,” Rotell said. “Veterans Day always brings it back to me. I think back on how much it changed my life, how things would have been so much different. When I was 23, I realized I was older than Dad. He had grandkids that he never got to see.
“I try to talk about it a lot to my kids and grandkids, show them what medals I have. I have my father’s Purple Heart and the other day, I saw one of my grandsons showing his friend the medal. I have always missed having my father. I have much pride. I also realize he was just a kid. All those young kids, patriotic, marching off to save the world. They were just kids.”
Messenger Spotlight: November 28, 2020; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2020/11/remembering-her-dad-who-made-ultimate-sacrifice-for-his-country/
Famed bandmaster Karl King instrumental in Jimmerson’s life, career
Jerrold Jimmerson, the director of the Karl L. King Municipal Band, poses next to the statue of King on the Fort Dodge City Square.
Jerrold “Jerry” Jimmerson was a fourth-grader at Butler Elementary School when his grandmother gave him a metal clarinet that she had purchased years earlier for her daughter, who was his mother.
The year was 1953 and that gift was the beginning of a lifetime of music that continues to this day for Jimmerson, a Manson resident who is conductor of Fort Dodge’s municipal band, the Karl L. King Municipal Band. It was also his first link to King, perhaps the city’s most famous citizen: his grandmother bought the instrument at a music shop on Central Avenue operated by King’s wife, Ruth.
A century ago this fall, Ohio native King arrived by train to apply as conductor for the Fort Dodge Municipal Band. He passed the tryout and signed a one-year contract in 1920 that continued, year after year, until his death 51 years later. His career as a bandmaster, composer and musician made him a music legend — best known for his “Barnum and Bailey’s Favorite” which, along with the 300 marches and other compositions he wrote, assured him the worldwide status of March King along with John Philip Sousa and Henry Fillmore.
Two of the first three homes that he and his wife lived in are still standing — their first home, a rental at 815 Forest Ave. and the first home they bought, at 1637 Eighth Ave. N. Their next home at 1119 Fourth Ave. N. is no longer standing.
Karl King died on March 31, 1971, at the age of 80 and Ruth King died in 1988 at 90. They are buried at North Lawn Cemetery. Their only son, Karl L. King, Jr. was born in 1919 and died in 1987. Beyond the band, King’s name is preserved in the city by the Karl King Viaduct, the Karl King Memorial Park at the City Square and the Karl King Bandshell at Oleson Park.
“Mr. King was known in the state of Iowa, throughout the United States, through his music,” said Jimmerson, who has conducted the band since 2003 and is its senior member with 61 years of service. “We have a Karl L. King web site — www.karlking.us — and it has gotten hits from 120 different countries throughout the world.
“I think I have conducted the band in my own style. I have never tried to direct just like Mr. King. I’m doing what I’ve always done and learned to do. I try to follow some of the traditions of Mr. King, things important to him. I believe that conducting any musical group is a personal expression of one’s own self to the music they are responding to. While there is a basic foundational pattern to follow, there is also room for creativity.”
Jimmerson taught music and directed bands for 50 years in five different school systems, 29 of those years in Manson. He serves as a mentor for beginning band directors — there are more than 100 municipal bands in Iowa — and serves as an adjudicator for music contests and festivals.
All three sons of Jimmerson and his wife Alice — Kevin, Bryan and Deron –played in the King band from time to time — Kevin on saxophone, and Bryan and Deron on trombone. Deron, the youngest, is associate band director at Prairie High School in Cedar Rapids. Bryan is a financial adviser in Carroll and Kevin is business manager of the Independence State Hospital.
“My life has really been centered and focused on music,” said Jimmerson. “I just love being together with people making music, and I’ve never really wanted to do anything else.”
Jimmerson was born in Estherville and at 10 days old moved with his mother, Dorothy Jimmerson, into Fort Dodge where they lived with his grandparents, Hazel and Clare Black, in a home six blocks from Oleson Park. His grandfather was with the Illinois Central Railroad and worked on steam engines in the old railroad roundhouse. In the early days when the circus came to town, it traveled by train –and Jimmerson recalls that “I had the run of the yard and could go down and watch them unload.” The circus would then parade to performance sites — one where the shopping mall once stood and another where the Dodger Apartments now stand.
Jimmerson started playing his clarinet in the fourth-grade band at Butler and played in band through junior high and high school. He took up the accordion — made popular through the Lawrence Welk television show — in fifth grade and later teamed during their junior high years with friend Joe Lorenzo to perform as “Jerry and Joey: The Accordion Twins” on Fred Porter’s Barn Dance program on KQTV.
Growing up close to the Oleson Park bandshell, he said, “I could hear the band playing on Sunday nights. I just really enjoyed listening to that. Even if I didn’t go to the concert, if the wind was blowing the right direction, I could hear the band.”
During his sophomore year at Fort Dodge Senior High, the 15-year-old Jimmerson switched from clarinet to the bass clarinet and said it “was to be one of the best decisions of my life.” He wanted to join King’s band so, at his grandmother’s encouragement, he went to his music store downtown and told him so. The band hadn’t had a bass clarinet for years, King said, and invited him to rehearse with the band that evening.
“I went, took my place, and Mr. King started to rehearse the band for the evening,” he said. “About halfway through rehearsal, he stopped the band in the middle of one of our songs, pointed at me, and told Arnold Bode, the band’s manager, ‘This kid’s pretty good. See that he gets a uniform before he goes home tonight.’ I’ve enjoyed being part of that band ever since.”
That was the summer of 1960 — and he is one of three active members of the band who played under King’s baton — the others, T.H. Hoefing and Mary Heimbruch, are both clarinet players.
King was instrumental in his decision to attend college after he graduated in 1962 from FDSH. King directed him to the band director at Buena Vista College, Bill Green, who told him he might be able to provide scholarship help and a part-time job at a store that often hired band students. Jimmerson later learned that King had called Green to say “he had been watching over this young man for a few years, that I was being raised by my grandmother, that I wanted to become a band director, and that I had no financial means to do that. He was concerned about me and wanted Bill Green to watch over me for the next four years. When I graduated from college, I asked Mr. King to write a recommendation for my teaching credentials. He did that, and then sent me a postcard to let me know it was done.
“I have always been extremely proud of this note from him. It simply says, ‘Dear Jerry, Filled out your form & mailed it today. Gave you a No. 1 rating on all points, which you richly deserve! Karl L. King’.”
As he started his teaching career after graduation from Buena Vista, Jimmerson tried to make his students aware of the influence of King and his music. At his first assignment, Crestland Community Schools in Early and Nemaha, he took a busload of students to King’s 80th birthday concert. He moved on to teach junior high music at Nevada, where he also worked on (and earned) his Master of Music Education degree from Drake University and played in the Des Moines Symphony.
Jimmerson returned home to Manson and taught for the next 29 years at Manson High School (which became Manson Northwest Webster in 1990) before he retired for the first time in 2003. He was elected the King band conductor that year and later taught at St. Edmond Elementary School from 2005-09 and Iowa Central Community College from 2012-2020. He retired from Iowa Central last spring.
“My wife tells me I flunked retirement several times,” he said.
Jimmerson’s opportunity to become conductor of the King band came when then-conductor Reginald Schive resigned in January 2003, citing health reasons. Jimmerson applied, competed with others for the position and was elected conductor by a vote of the band. He became only the fifth conductor in the history of the band which started as the 56th Regimental Band in 1900. Previous directors were Carl Quist, Karl L. King, W. B. Green, and Schive.
The 45-member band operates with a current budget of $38,000 that covers salaries and mileage for players, the costs of equipment and music, and uniforms. Under the Iowa Band Law, which King helped pass in 1921, the band receives some funding from the city government. About half of the band’s members are retired, some of them former music directors, and its rehearsals are held in the Community Room of the Fort Dodge Library.
Each year, the band normally has 12 performances (admission is free): eight summer concerts at the Oleson Park Bandshell, three winter concerts at either Fort Dodge Middle School or Iowa Central’s Decker Auditorium, and Memorial Day at Veterans Memorial Park. But not in 2020.
Since the outbreak of COVID-19, the band has not performed since February.
“I don’t think the King band has ever had a situation like this before,” Jimmerson said. “The last great pandemic we had was in 1918 with the Spanish flu. Mr. King and his wife were traveling with the Ringling Brothers circus at the time. In the 1940s, during World War II, there was a shortage of male players and that’s when they started to bring women into the band. It had always been male only before that.”
Jimmerson’s hope is that it will be able to perform a winter concert next February to commemorate the 100th anniversary of King’s first concert in Fort Dodge.
“Our April concert is a scholarship concert,” he said, “and it would be nice to get the summer concerts going again in Oleson Park. But we have to be realistic as well as hopeful.”
Messenger Spotlight: November 7, 2020; Paul Stevens
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2020/11/famed-bandmaster-karl-king-instrumental-in-jimmersons-life-career/
Constantine’s, Melody Grill — memories of city’s Greek past
The black convertible carrying a smiling and waving John F. Kennedy crept slowly down Central Avenue, passing by Constantine’s restaurant at Ninth Street and the Melody Grill in the City Square, as thousands of Fort Dodgers craned for a view of the Democratic presidential candidate.
Were you there? Remember Constantine’s and the Melody Grill? Unless you’re a Baby Boomer or older, probably not.
Like most businesses witnessing Kennedy’s campaign swing to the city on Sept. 20, 1960, the two restaurants no longer exist. Even their buildings are gone. Constantine’s once occupied the southeast corner of Ninth Street and Central Avenue. Now it’s a green space, the location of the DART bus transit center, overlooked by a pioneer era mural. The Melody Grill was on the southeast corner of the square, and its space is now a parking area for Daniel Tire.
The two restaurants, like many in Fort Dodge’s history, shared a commonality: both were founded, owned and operated by Greek families.
“All of my recollections of Fort Dodge are happy ones,” said Koula Constantine Fotis, 98, who operated Constantine’s with her late husband, John Fotis. “Central Avenue, from the top of 12th Street all the way down to the band shelter, almost all the restaurants were Greek. We had an amazing Greek community. Our families were all so united.”
Both restaurants were started by Greek immigrants, as were others downtown including the Princess Cafe, Lafayette Cafe, OK Coffee Shop, Oasis Cafe, Butterfly Cafe, Maywood Restaurant and the Blue Bird, and more.
Koula’s father, John Constantine, and his brother, Steve, opened Constantine’s in 1922.
“My father and uncle had a charm about them that everyone in Fort Dodge inhaled,” she said.
They were later joined by their brother, Chris. The Fotis’ managed the restaurant — known for its down-home menu and homemade candies and ice cream — from 1946 until it closed in 1970.
The Melody Grill was started under the name of the Rainbow Grill by George and Chrysanthe Chardoulias in 1930 at 23 S. Seventh St. and in 1933 they moved the restaurant to 511 Central Ave., on the square. Their son, Chris, eventually took over the business with his sister, Angela, and her husband, Pete Capellos. Chris’ son Mike became the third generation to own the grill before he sold it in 1983.
“I might be the last Greek in Fort Dodge,” said Mike Chardoulias, who eventually went to work for the late Tom Cairney at his Tom Thumb Drive In restaurant at 1412 A St. West and managed it for 30 years before retiring; he continues to work there part time. Mike’s six children all worked at the restaurant or the contiguous Dairy Queen while they were growing up and his son Tony was a manager.
Years ago, Fort Dodge had a strong Greek presence. Too few to support a Greek Orthodox Church, Greek families used St. Mark’s Episcopal Church and once a month, a Greek Orthodox priest from Des Moines would come to town for a Communion service. Many of the immigrants worked in the shoe repair and shoe-shining business and for the railroad. But the restaurant business was where they made their most visible mark.
Jean Capellos, a retired high school teacher of 33 years in suburban Chicago whose parents were Angela and Pete, was asked about the affinity of Greeks and the restaurant business in Fort Dodge.
“Because Greece was back then such a poor country, with hard, tough work in olive groves and the like, many who came to America vowed never again they would work on the lands. Greeks are known for hospitality so that may be why many went into the restaurant business or others that provided services for people. They did not want to live in poverty working the land. My dad became a leather worker when he came here.”
The Greek community in Fort Dodge was close-knit, Capellos recalled: “On hot summer Sundays, Greek families would gather at Oleson Park for picnics. Thea (Aunt) Katina would vie with Thea Athena on who made the best baklava. Smoke poured from the men’s cigarettes and cigars during loud arguments over Greek and American politics. The creme de la creme were picnic gatherings at the Grotto in West Bend.
“Every day after school my two sisters and I walked to the house of my godmother, Maria Pappas, for Greek lessons. We did our best to copy and recite Greek sentences. ‘The lemon. The fine lemon. Here Mama are two fine lemons.’ We found it tedious as it interrupted our social lives and all things American. However, we loved seeing and talking to daughters Sophie, Theano, Tessie and Demetra who wore fashionable black and white saddles and pretty skirts and sweaters. On special occasions after our lessons my godmother would make us delicious Greek spaghetti with burnt butter and cinnamon.
“Tessie Pappas was the children’s librarian at our beautiful Andrew Carnegie Library. When the polio outbreak occurred in 1955, Tessie would not relent and rolled carts of books to the children in the isolation wards, including myself. Five months at Lutheran Hospital was a long time for a 7-year-old, but Tessie gave me the joy of reading.”
The Melody Grill was open from 6 a.m. to 3 a.m. and catered to shift workers and the “bar crowd,” said Mike Chardoulias, who had earlier worked at Treloars Inn before joining his parents at the Grill.
“The Melody was straight working class,.” he said.
And it was a true family business — almost everyone working there was family, he said.
Jean Capellos recalled that at 5:30 a.m., her dad or her Uncle Chris (they alternated weeks, working either the day or night shifts) “baked ham and beef slabs in the ovens and cut and diced potatoes for French fries and mashed potatoes. He made breakfast doughnuts by hand. The Greek cook at the Melody was a shy, soft spoken man, Jim Togeas. He would slowly simmer ham and split pea and navy bean and ham soups, vegetable beef stew and pot roast. Meat loaf, Salisbury steak, hot roast beef sandwiches were favorites but, by far the favorite, was a giant pork tenderloin sandwich.
“Jim was also known for the Melody pies. Lemon meringue, banana cream, cherry and apple were so popular that they would sell out well before the lunch run was finished. The 1 a.m. crowd enjoyed ham and eggs, a Denver sandwich, T-bone steak, pork chops or fried chicken.”
The Melody had six wooden booths and a lunch counter with eight silver bar stools with red cushions where children would whirl waiting for an ice cream sundae or chocolate malted milk shake. Capellos’ mother typed up the daily menu, was cashier and waitress, and her sisters and cousins worked late into Friday and Saturday mornings when the heaviest number of customers poured in.
“It is no wonder,” Capellos said, “that restaurants would close down when the third-generation sons and daughters opted out for better jobs with higher pay and without 6 a.m. to 3 a.m. hours. Two families in Fort Dodge carved out the hard life of the restaurant business.”
Constantine’s was more of an “uptown” restaurant, Mike Chardoulias said — located at one of the busiest intersections on Central Avenue with the old Post Office directly across the street and Younkers on the northwest corner.
Most Fort Dodgers tasted their very first Cherry Coke there. In the basement was equipment to make its own candy and its own ice cream. The copper kettles and other candymaking equipment had already been in use for 100 years. One of its customers’ favorites: the Chocolate Clown sundae — tulip glass, chocolate syrup, marshmallow cream, one scoop vanilla and one scoop chocolate ice cream, chocolate syrup, marshmallow cream and roasted red skin peanuts. A top menu item was the hot beef sandwich with homemade mashed potatoes and brown gravy.
One of its regular customers, Tom Goodman, a 1965 Fort Dodge Senior High classmate of Jean Capellos, recalled, “I’d order French fries and water for a dime, purchased at the counter with the stools, next to the candy case with fine chocolates, something I only got to look at, as I couldn’t afford them. To sit in the booths, you had to spend 25 cents so you couldn’t sit with your friends and just talk (gossip). I never went into Constantine’s unless I had a dime for the counter, or if I wanted to go first-class, I would have to have a quarter in my pocket.”
The most popular candies made there were chocolate-covered English toffee and peanut brittle.
“We sent them to the soldiers from Webster County in the care boxes during World War II,” said Andy Fotis, whose parents were Constantine’s managers.
Andy, who lives in Scottsdale, Arizona, and was in the restaurant business for 45 years, worked there as a soda jerk while in high school. “It was the greatest job in the world for a 16-year-old kid. Beautiful girls would come to the counter and eat the sundaes I prepared for them.”
Other favorite memories: “Customers everywhere who all knew each other gossiping and chatting and ready for a good cup of coffee and a piece of pecan pie. With an open kitchen, the sounds of plates rattling, waitresses yelling out orders to the cooks without writing anything down, a mistake was never made. We had 12 counter seats (red with chrome bases), 16 booths that sat four, and a large u-shaped booth in black that sat eight.”
Cokes were 10 cents, shoestring fries a quarter, the Chocolate Clown sundae 35 cents.
Capellos said Constantine’s candies “and their art of chocolate making were unparalleled. I remember the candy boxes were wrapped in shiny white paper and tied with blue ribbon, the colors of Greece. My favorites were the fancy mints in orange, green, pink and yellow colors. Teenage girls and boys in school letter jackets swarmed Constantine’s for French fries and cokes. It was a happy place.”
Messenger Spotlight: October 3, 2020
https://www.messengernews.net/opinion/local-columns/2020/10/constantines-melody-grill-memories-of-citys-greek-past/
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