Some Old Dalton Pictures

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This is the old Dalton Hotel.   It was located

between the bank & what is now Ray's Oil.

This house was built by Ole Synstelien and is 

still standing on North Central Ave.

I do not know which church this is.  At first I

thought it was Sarpsborg Church, but the picture

on the altar is not the one that was at Sarpsborg. 

Perhaps it is the interior of St. Olaf Church?

Or possibly of the Tordenskjold church that burned down?

There was no date or any other information on the picture.

Does anyone recognize this altar?

This is what so many in Dalton used to call the "lower joint"

but at the time this picture was taken, it was called

"Curly's Beer & Lunches"

The building is not there anymore.  It was located 

in the same spot as "The Hideout" is today.

The owner & family lived upstairs.

This picture is from about 1950.

Postcard of the new Zion Church in Dalton.

The postcard was sent to Mrs. Nina Holms in Verndale, MN.

Here is what the back says:

"Hallo, how are you in the pines?

Well, did Gina get the clothes I sent her -

I never heard.

.....?........on our place so it will keep us

bizze for awhile.  You must write me a 

long letter.  This is our new church in our

big city.  Is it not a fine one.

Anton Foshaug got married to Olga Anderson.

Yours,

(signature cut off)

The edges have been cut from the postcard.

And yes, it is spelled b-i-z-z-e.

I enjoy when people give me photos to scan!

Kind of a good way to preserve some of the history.

MELBYVALD

MELBYVALD
This is Melbyvald near Verdal, Norway.

The house is the building with the little roof over the entrance.

One of the Melby sons is in front.  On the left of the house

is possibly a barn, and yes, it is attached to the house, but

I am told this was common practice years ago.

The home was torn down in the 1950's.

My grandpa, Gunerius Melby was born here in 1854.

Gunerius' parents were Johannes Baardsen & Magnhil Rasmusdatter.

Johannes was a farmer, but he earned extra money building houses.

(Carpentry has been prevalent in the Melby family for many years.)

One day, Johannes went off on a building job and didn't 

come home when expected.

The family went to where he was working and

found him dead.

The date of his death was April 29, 1888 and he was 70 yrs. old.

When doing my genealogy research, I found the record

of his death and the cause of death was listed as:

"constipation."

Really?   Did they find him dead in the outhouse??

Perhaps it was  a bowel obstruction?

Or  was the family asked if he had any problems lately,

and the wife told them that he had been having trouble with irregularity?

Bathroom Project!!!

Here is the old bath-tub - 64 years old - both tub & faucets

were in very poor condition!

Since this is an old home, I wanted to stick

with the vintage style and had an old

claw-foot tub installed that had been resurfaced,

plus NEW faucets, which includes a hand shower!

The old linen closet took up too much space.

The new linen closeth - the handles are yet to be put on.

Takes up less space, and is more efficient storage.

The 64 year old medicine cabinet - this was

made by my Dad and it will be kept (someplace else)

The new medicine cabinet.   The plan is to

find a different light for above it - this one

is temporary since I didn't want to spend a lot

of money until I find exactly what I like.

View looking into old bathroom - While it doesn't look

great, this picture makes it look a lot better

than it actually was!

Looking in on finished bathroom - I added the

bead board to give it the more vintage look

and of course, new linoleum. 

Here is how it looked after taking out the old

cast iron bathtub!

The chimney and space where the clothes chute

and old linen closet were located.

So GLAD this is done!  As usual in any

remodel, there were set-backs, goof-ups,

and what-have-you!

SING SOFTLY, PLEASE

This picture has nothing to do with this particular post,

but thought it was so pretty I would share it!

Maxine was a good friend and neighbor of mine

many years ago.

I invited her to my church and

she and her family started attending there regularly.

The first Sunday she was there, I noticed how

very animated she was during the hymns.

She was thoroughly enjoying singing

and was doing so with noticeable joy.

After the service, I asked her if she

was a singer - since most of us

non-great-singers (especially us Scandinavians)

do so without much fanfare or displays of emotion.

Maxine laughed, and told me,

"I can't sing good at all, I am tone deaf."

I was skeptical and told her so.

She went on,

"When I was little, in elementary school,

the teacher told me to sing quietly,

since quiet singers were needed."

She said she didn't realize until many years

later that her teacher was just trying

to keep her voice from being heard.

I was still skeptical - I don't know if I

had ever heard anyone sing THAT bad.

"One day, you sit by me in church and you

listen," she told me, "and then you will know."

Since I was the organist, there wasn't much

opportunity to actually sit by her, but

finally, one day it happened.

I sat by her and heard her, well, sing (?).

I could not believe my ears.

It was not good.

It was actually quite bad.

No really,  it was bad.

After the service she said to me,

"Well, do you still think I can sing?"

I had to admit to her  that perhaps she really

was tone-deaf.
It crossed my mind that perhaps
 she really should sing softly.

She was my good friend and we just laughed about it.

She was happy - she loved to sing (that word will be used loosely here)

and I wasn't going to deny her that.

She said that when she died and went to heaven

she was sure she would be a great singer

and that was enough for her.

I have lost touch with Maxine - I moved, she moved,

things changed.  But every once in awhile

I think about her and wish I knew where

she was so we could re-connect.

I wonder if she is still singing (again, I use that word loosely)

with as much feeling and joy as I remember?
I hope so.

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