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<lastBuildDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2014 20:34:16 -0600</lastBuildDate><item><title>Edvard Johnson and Dewey</title><dc:subject>Stories</dc:subject><dc:date>2014-12-23T20:07:44-06:00</dc:date><link>http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/2f4f335578ea8ec91b4fc81881137bb0-5.html#unique-entry-id-5</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/2f4f335578ea8ec91b4fc81881137bb0-5.html#unique-entry-id-5</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img class="imageStyle" alt="CLARA_PHOTO_ALBUM_1 - 3873" src="http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/clara_photo_album_1---3873.jpg" width="1122" height="1788" /><br /><em>Edvard Johnson (note the lack of Dewey the dog&hellip;)</em><br /><br /><img class="imageStyle" alt="14-DEC-2014_1_0070" src="http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/14-dec-2014_1_0070.jpg" width="3724" height="2463" /><br /><em>Edvard Johnson and Dewey<br /></em><br /><br />Edvard Johnson (that's not a typo, it's "Edvard") was a neighbor to Carl and Clara Knutson (which means everyone else in the local family tree as well).<br /><br />While I haven't learned a lot about the gentleman to date, what I have learned is this:  his dog, Dewey, would immediately run off as soon as the door opened to his Model T coupe and would remain gone for (usually) the entire visit.  When it was time to go, there was a bit of a ritual involved.  <br /><br />Edvard would call, "Dewey" over and over again, and Dewey would never show.  Finally, when the line had been crossed, he would bellow, "DEWEY!  COME HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!" and Dewey would come running, having had the extra few minutes for whatever it was he was playing at.<br /><br />-Kirt Liedahl<br />23-DEC-2014]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>The &#x22;Jeeps&#x22;</title><dc:subject>Stories</dc:subject><dc:date>2014-12-23T20:02:45-06:00</dc:date><link>http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/554a7c333a98f1827a2aa9985f1763d0-4.html#unique-entry-id-4</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/554a7c333a98f1827a2aa9985f1763d0-4.html#unique-entry-id-4</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img class="imageStyle" alt="CLARA_PHOTO_ALBUM_1 - 3812" src="http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/clara_photo_album_1---3812.jpg" width="1774" height="1229" /><br /><br />Built by Nels Liedahl in the late 1930s and early 1940s, these home-made mechanical creations were used for a number of tasks- primarily haying.  (Note the equipment located on the front of the units- old-fashioned haying implements)<br /><br />The "jeeps" were constructed of various Ford Model A and Model T parts.  There were a total of three of them made.<br /><br />-Kirt Liedahl<br />23-DEC-2014<br />]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>The Herbranson Camp</title><dc:subject>Stories</dc:subject><dc:date>2014-12-23T16:27:43-06:00</dc:date><link>http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/3492af9bac2c0bf56a8905dfe740169b-3.html#unique-entry-id-3</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/3492af9bac2c0bf56a8905dfe740169b-3.html#unique-entry-id-3</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<img class="imageStyle" alt="CLARA_PHOTO_ALBUM_1 - 3840" src="http://www.liedahl.productions/blog/files/clara_photo_album_1---3840.jpg" width="455" height="304" /><br /><br />This is a photo of Stanley Herbranson and Gerald Liedahl standing next to a house that was moved from a place they referred to as "The Herbranson Camp".  It was located several miles south of the existing Herbranson farm.<br /><br />According to report, they moved this house onto the existing Herbranson farm to accommodate Janice and Stanley until they built their farm house.<br /><br />Also according to report, One of the three Herbranson brothers (Ole, Oscar, and Ted) - I believe it was Ted- lived in the "camp" and tended to the cattle.  Ole and Oscar were responsible for other operations for the farm.<br /><br />-Kirt Liedahl<br />23-DEC-2014<br />]]></content:encoded></item></channel>
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