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From firey loss to new home, hopeful future

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The new home of Harvest Christian School, in Sandstone.

by Harvest Christian School Staff for PiCK News
Sirens, lights, smoke and a fiery glow turned a pleasant fall evening into a sadly memorable one for Harvest Christian School. The historic Depot building, which housed the elementary portion of the school, was on fire. It was Sept. 3, 2020, and preparations for the beginning of the 2020-2021 school year were complete. The pandemic had already complicated the opening. The fire delayed the opening and created many more challenges.
In response to this great mishap, the Harvest family and the surrounding community have shown an incredible amount of support and encouragement as Harvest attempted to recover from the fire and begin the school year.  Many churches responded, including the Sandstone Evangelical Free Church, which allowed use of their facilities so that classes could resume. The damage to the Depot was extensive enough that it was not prudent to repair. 
Demolition of the Depot building has been completed, and Harvest Christian has closed on the purchase of the former Gateway Clinic building for its new school site. In order to make this purchase, Harvest began a capital campaign and watched in awe at the outpouring of support from the community. The school is looking to not only purchase the building and property but also has initiated plans to remodel the building with anticipation of a growing student body this fall.
Since 1984, Harvest Christian School has sought to deliver a quality Christian education for the community. Harvest is committed to providing a Christ-centered education for all enrolled students present and future.  With the purchase of this new campus, Harvest is excited to expand their classroom capacity.
Even with all the challenges of this school year, the Harvest Christian School family recognizes the hand of God in bringing so many good things out of this difficult situation. It is very evident that His plans for Harvest Christian School includes a larger and better location to provide quality education with Christ at the center of learning. Harvest Christian School wants to wholeheartedly thank the community and the donors who have blessed the school with their continuing support.
Harvest Christian School hopes to welcome the community to our new Preschool-12th grade campus in late summer.

One-room schoolhouse memories come to life in anticipation of Lakeview Community Picnic

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Former students of Lakeview School, in Kroschel Township, shared memories of rural country school days. Top: Angie Kester Gangelhoff. Above: Dennis Kester.

by Ailene Croup for PiCK News
Country schools served the rural population long before busses transported students to the nearest city or town.
Lakeview was no different. It was built in 1902 and was the educational center for students in Kroschel Township. From the roof of the little white school house, the builders could see five lakes - thus the name Lakeview.
Students who had had the benefit of the one-room schoolhouse which served eight grades, transitioned to Sandstone High School after eighth grade. It took some adjustment for rural kids who had had such personal, one-on-one education for eight years.
They would wait at the end of their long driveways in the frigid winter for the bus that would take them to Sandstone and a full classroom with one grade only; their grade.
During the 66 years in which Lakeview was the center of the community, one teacher had the monumental task of educating local children from first through eighth grade.
Every child had the benefit of learning from every grade above them and the advantage of the repetition of lessons from the grades below them.
Angie (Kester) Gangelhoff was one of those students. The Kester farm, where she was raised, was 3.5 miles from the little one-room schoolhouse.
“We took a shortcut through the swamp and horse pasture,” Angie said, which cut the distance by a mile.
She wasn’t happy about the move to Kroschel Township because she had already started school in Finlayson, when her parents moved her family to their farm.
The school day began early for the teacher. She would not only prepare for lessons for each grade, but also would be responsible for starting the fire in the wood-burning stove. The stove did its best to provide warmth in the small building. It served a dual purpose.
A pan of water was placed on its flat top and students would place their jars of soup, brought from home, in the pan. As the water began to heat, the soup would begin warming through the morning, and be ready for lunch.
Some students like the Marks children, had a short walk to school. In the early days, children would walk several miles or may have been fortunate enough to get a wagon ride pulled by a team of horses.
For those children who walked, the day they will always remember was Nov. 11, 1940. It was the beginning of the week - Monday - Armistice Day.
“The morning was beautiful. It was 60 degrees and we weren’t really dressed for snow,” Angie said.
She and brother, Dennis, took their usual path to school, across the swamp and through the pasture where the horses grazed.
Class would begin at 9 a.m. and teacher Linda Lick Rabe had readied her schoolroom for the students.
By noon, rain had turned to snow and the wind whipped the heavy wet snowflakes into drifts. Students began leaving the classroom for the bitter walk home or were bundled into wagons.
“We had a long way home and the teacher wouldn’t let us walk,” Angie, who was eight-years-old, remembered. A walk through the woods was impossible. “You couldn’t see for the wind and snow.”
Six-year-old Dennis had just started school that year.

He remembered that some time after noon, he and Dwight Marks chased calves back home for John Marks. And, Mr. Marks gave them a ride in his team-pulled, hayrack to their home.
Angie believes the driver was their father. She also remembers all kinds of blankets on the hayrack.
The road was obscured by the blowing, drifting snow. Angie had no doubt they would make it home. “The horses knew how to get home.”
According to Dennis, Mr. Marks left them off at the top of what they called Charlie’s (Wichner) Swamp. It was a little more than half way home. Their father met them on foot and they began their trek home. He held Angie’s hand and battled the driving snow, one step at a time. Dennis followed.
Tears filled Dennis’ eyes as he recalled that long walk. He made his way by stepping into the deep footprints his father made. It was dark by the time they got home.
The Armistice Day Blizzard left 49 people dead in Minnesota registering 17 to 27 inches of snow with drifts as high as 20 feet. Angie and Dennis recalled it was more than a week later before they were able to return to Lakeview School.
The wood shed behind the school was kept filled by the area farmers. Among the chores assigned to students was keeping the wood bin filled in the schoolhouse.
Filling the water cooler was one of the chores Dennis remembered. Students would fill a bucket from the hand-pumped well near the schoolhouse, carry it in and pour it into a water fountain with the button spigot.
Children made their own entertainment at recess.
“For amusement, we would drown gophers. We’d pour buckets of water down gopher holes and when they came out we’d hit them with sticks. The teachers didn’t care,” Angie recalled. There were bounties on gophers and some Minnesota counties still have gopher bounties.
Dennis said there was never a need to mow the playground. Kids kept the grass down playing in the school yard.
“We played baseball,” Dennis said. “The playground had been a cow pasture so there were lots of lumps. The ball would hit a bump and fly high in the air. There was chicken wire over the windows on the north side of the building, where we played ball, to keep the baseballs from breaking the windows.”
Dennis also remembered taking a jar of fresh milk to school. As they jumped and ran and jogged their way the two-and-a-half-miles through the swamp and pasture, they would have butter at the top of the jar when they got to school.
Angie and Dennis’ youngest sister, Laura, remembered the outhouse - a two-holer. There was a boys’ and a girls’ outhouse.
It became a spot for socializing as they waited their turn in line.
Gertrude Nelson was Laura Kester’s teacher, in 1955, when she started first grade at Lakeview.
She was one of five first grade students. It was one of the largest single grades of students in the eight-grades which would total anywhere from 12 to 20 students.
Those five students: Laura Kester McCaughan, Nancy Rostberg Sylvester, Kathy Erickson Colsrud, Maryanne Peterson and Janice Marks La Police have formed a bond that has withstood the test of time. Another elementary classmate, Barb Goodwill Tayeb, joined them in the early grades at Lakeview.
After all these years, three of the five first graders: Laura Kester McCAughan, Nancy Rostberg Sylvester, Kathy Erickson Colsrud meet once a month.
Called “The Thursday Girls” by this journalist, their conversation is no longer about geography homework, dresses and who’s the cutest boy. It’s about winters in Arizona, grandkids and memories.
Kathy Erickson and Nancy Rostberg went through all eight grades at Lakeview. Laura went through seventh, starting her eighth grade year in Sandstone.
The Thursday Girls now include members of the Sandstone Class of 1967 including Roberta Ploeger Anderson, Judy Prichard Wickstrom, Laurie Proffit Baalson, Ailene Mohrbacher Croup, Poppie Halonie, Lola Larson Murphy Irwin and Toni Yaste Groe. Friendships forged at the little white schoolhouse 65 years ago have not faded, though friends may have moved.
In 1968, teacher Lillian Grundmeier rang the bell for the last time at Lakeview School. It remains in service to the community, 117 year later, as the Kroschel Town Hall.
The Thursday Girls would like to see the school bell returned to Lakeview along with the old hand pump. They both disappeared several years ago.
On Saturday, August 3, 2019, at 11:30 a.m., there will be a community picnic at Lakeview Schoolhouse. Chicken will be provided and visitors can bring a dish and memories to share. A program will follow the picnic.

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This recent family photo shows Shelby with her family. Left to right: Uncle Ian, Grandpa Dick, cousin Kellen, Shelby with Harley, cousin Corbin, Grandma Dawn, Aunt Stephanie and Dad (Mark.)

National Bone Marrow Awareness month hits home for former Hinckley resident

Editor’s note: There are stories like this across America. This one is personal. It hits home in a big way because Shelby is the journalist’s great niece. Shelby’s grandmother, Dawn (Mohrbacher) Scanlon, is a 1970 graduate of Hinckley High School.

by Ailene Croup for PiCK News
Mark Scanlon lives at Norton Children’s Hospital in downtown Louisville, Kentucky.
He sleeps on a couch in the room where his daughter is receiving chemotherapy for leukemia.
Mark is there for his daughter, Shelby, to give her a piece of home and the security of having her father nearby in what is a sterile, impersonal environment. He is there to support and care for her beyond what most fathers do day-to-day.
The 17-year-old straight-A student was diagnosed with a rare, aggressive leukemia six months ago, just before the end of her junior year.
She received the diagnosis on May 20, 2018, just before prom - a sub-type of T-cell acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Shelby had just a few more days to build memories of what would be her last year in high school. The rare, aggressive form of leukemia required immediate intervention. Treatment could not be delayed. Prom weekend was long and tense as they waited to begin treatment to attack the swollen lymph nodes which had developed in her neck and were growing larger by the day.
It was a blow for Shelby not to be able to finish school.
Her teachers at Gallatin County High School reviewed her past performance and gave her passing grades for her junior year so Shelby could go about the hard work of conquering her cancer.
It was a couple months after the diagnosis and start of chemo before Shelby was allowed to leave the hospital. Dad was excited to bring her home so she could sleep in her own bed.
But, new complications have come with every visit.
“It’s like a mouse trap,” Mark said. Every time he takes Shelby back to the hospital to assess the progress of the chemotherapy, they find something new which must be treated, delaying the next round of chemo. Most recently, the “cure” has produced a fungus around her organs.
Treating her leukemia has meant round after round of aggressive chemotherapy. Side effects of the toxic compound have left her with no resistance.
Her blood levels and platelets are closely monitored. When they rebound, it’s a signal she is ready for the next round. Sometimes the rounds last for two weeks and some four. Over the next couple months, Shelby will be facing the last few rounds of chemo. Then there will be two final weeks of the most toxic chemo and 6 days of full body radiation. It will kill her bone marrow and prepare her for a bone marrow transplant.
Doctors at Norton Children’s Hospital consult with Dr. Pui from St. Judes Hospital, an expert in treating Shelby’s rare form of leukemia.
Leaving Shelby alone is never an option for Mark. He meets with her doctors and monitors her treatment to insure nothing slips through the cracks.
“I want her to know that if she isn’t having fun, I’m not having fun. It’s a mental thing,” Mark explained. He has resolved to spend every minute he can protecting her. He is her father, confidant and caregiver.
The lymph nodes have disappeared after the chemo but have returned several times. She noticed during her most recent recovery period, after the latest round of chemo, one of her “lumps” had come back. The doctor asked her what she thought.
Maintaining her sense of humor, Shelby replied, “I’m just here for the slushies.”
Mark has not been able to work. Time spent with Shelby, his only child, no matter where, is precious.
A late fall, family fundraiser complete with games, silent auction and a 50-50 raffle was organized by Mark’s brother and sister-in-law, Ian and Stephanie Scanlon, who live in Crestwood.
The fundraiser brought in nearly $10,000 and has served a critical need. It will ease the burden of bills for a while so Mark can focus on Shelby’s treatment and recovery. But, the money will run out.
Mark had to give up the house he leased and his car. His mother and father have made a home for their son and granddaughter. It’s a place were she is loved and pampered for a short time. It’s a welcoming warm place where Shelby looks forward to going home and sleeping in her own bed again.
She celebrated her birthday in the hospital, last month. Shelby has won the staff’s hearts and they have become her extended family, organizing a party in celebration of her 18th birthday.
Dick and Dawn Scanlon, Shelby’s grandparents who live in Goshen, are there when Mark needs a rare day away or just for support. When night time comes, he’s at his daughter’s side.
Determined to continue her education and graduate, Shelby completes her class work online. A teacher from Oldham County comes to her home on scheduled visits. Because each county has its own school performance requirements, Shelby would need a different teacher and a different curriculum when she is in the hospital in Jefferson County. Thankfully, her Oldham County teacher goes above and beyond what’s required and travels to hospital when Shelby is receiving chemo.
Gallatin County High School staff are prepared to have her take her place on stage for graduation next May. They are holding her spot.
Recently, Mark posted this comment on Facebook. “I constantly go between wanting you to be my baby forever and being excited about all the amazing things you’ll do in this life.”
Shelby replied.
“I love you, Dad. I will always be your baby girl.”
November is National Bone Marrow Awareness Month.
Mark Scanlon is making a plea to those who will step up to donate life-saving bone marrow.
He said it’s hard to find matching donors for the thousands of those waiting for bone marrow transplants.
It’s simple to donate, he said. Donors will experience one tough day and some soreness for a week or so.
Their gift will save someone’s life.
His daughter’s donor has been located, tested and will be there when doctors are ready.
Anyone wishing to help Mark and Shelby can contact Dawn or Dick Scanlon at 12024 Springmeadow Lane, Goshen, Kentucky 40026.
For those who want to be tested and donate their bone marrow contact your local hospital for more information.

From kindergarten to seniors HCS students show off their skills in annual Speech Fest

by Ailene Croup for PiCK News

All ages participated in the Harvest Christian School Speech Fest last week.  Students showed off their memorization techniques, dialogue and entertained parents and friends with their pieces. They all showed great poise and were expressive, entertaining and delightful.

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Katherine and Lance Hagman are newlyweds who share a common love of picking and repurposing. They are preparing for their next sale on Sept. 8, 2018

Hagmans' turn picking finds to recycled treasures

by Ailene Croup for PiCK News
Lance and Katherine Hagman are addicted to repurposing. There seems to be no cure for their addiction only satisfaction when they buy something old and return it to the public who clamor for their creations.
“I was always putzing around and had a little shop forever and ever,” Lance said.
“I have the itch to make stuff and it supports my habit of going to garage sales,” Katherine said.
This was how “the 48 shop” was born.
Just east of Kettle River on Highway 48, north side of the road, atop the hill surrounded by pines is an old 48 Chevrolet pickup and Chevrolet sedan with a light bar on top and a dummy under the hood. That is not a comment on the stuffed mannequin’s choice of vehicle manufacturers but a landmark to watch for on September 8.
The Hagman’s will be be selling their repurposed finds on Saturday, Sept. 8, 2018. Many of them come with a story about how they were created or where they were found. The place they picked and the characters they run into are memorable and most times merit a return trip, like the picker they’ve lovingly dubbed “Junkyard Kripke.”
The Kripke character comes with a story.
Katherine’s picking passion is old shopping baskets on wheels. She was up in Hayward, Wis. and found a basket at Kripke’s. She couldn’t walk away from it and was determined to buy it. Kripke could not be convinced to sell. After all, it had a purpose to be where it was. The cart held cross country ski poles. He would not sell stating he didn’t know what he would do with the ski poles.
Undaunted, Katherine went on a shopping trip and came up with two laundry baskets. She offered them and $20 to Kripke and she returned home with the shopping basket.
They have since returned to Kripke’s picking haven to search out more treasures. Kripke retold the story of the Minnesota picker and the ski pole baskets unaware he was retelling it to the picker. Even the stories are repurposed.
The Hagman’s are teachers. Katherine is an English teacher who has taught in the Milaca School District for 20 years. Teaching eighth, 10th, 11th and 12th grade English is “the best job in the world,” she boasted. “I’d hang out with these kids every day. they don’t pull any punches.”
Lance is retired from the Hinckley-Finlayson School District (H-F). He spent all but his first year of his 34 1/2 years of teaching at H-F. His classes included forestry, wildlife, taxidermy, computer literacy and welding.
In the spring of 2016, he built a 4-foot by 8-foot teardrop, two-person sleeper/camper and sold it. He and Katherine thought - why not make some more stuff and have a sale.
Mother’s Day 2016, their sale was a huge success. They built a store and decided to have a sale during the Hinckley Smoking’ Rib Fest. Two years later their three sales a year, which include the Hinckley Craft Sale the first Saturday in November, keep them welding, sawing, sewing and painting.
The children in their blended family are all grown. As their family grows, so does the shop on the hill. After all, repurposing knows no season. Displaying their creations has been the driver for a new building, which is in progress.
There is an order to the treasurers the Hagman’s collect. Horseshoes in one place, old tractor seats in another, wrenches, crank shafts, old window screens, license plates and corrugated steel have a home in the sheds.
Many of Lance’s creations have required the welding skills he’s honed since childhood. He said he has always enjoyed tearing things apart. When he was a sophomore in high school, he dismantled a hay loader and made a silo diverter shute.
One of the first projects he remembers is the go-cart he and his dad made. It was welded with an old 1957 welder and powered by an old chainsaw motor. The go-cart and the welder are now at Lance’s shop.
Their house has a craft/sewing/painting room for Katherine which recently took over an adjoining room she calls “the annex.”
Lance’s yard art, bird shovels became the #1 seller. Because Lance doesn’t want to create them in assembly line fashion, each one is unique. A bird may have a wheel for its body, chain link for its neck and garden rakes for wings. Another may have a shovel body, potato planter head and washers for eyes. It’s hard not to be drawn to them and say something like, “Look how he used that harrow tine.”
He has considered having a “pick your own parts” day for those people interested in having him create a one-of-a-kind bird.
The best way to get an idea of their creativity is to spend a day at the sale.
“We meet people and that’s part of the fun,” Katherine said.
Is there an expiration date on repurposing old stuff? Not according to Lance who’s been doing it since he was a kid.
The Hagman’s creations can be seen at the48shop.com or at their Facebook page. Call to make an appointment to see the48shop.

'Cemetery Angels' ensure family, friends not forgotten on Memorial Day

by Ailene Croup for PiCK News
Memorial Day will soon be here and because of the “Cemetery Angels,” many graves which most likely would have been forgotten have been remembered.
Siblings Donna Wheelock and Diane Cabler began their mission in Fairbanks, Alaska and Seattle Washington. Distance has never been an obstacle for them. No matter where they’ve lived since 1986, they’ve found a way to come back to Minnesota and put flowers on the graves of friends, relatives and strangers. The circle of remembrance has widened and friends Lynnette Schafer and Jeanne Priest have joined the Angels.
The day began with breakfast at 9 a.m.. Every corner of the trunk was filled with artificial flowers. Their destination - as many cemeteries and they can visit around the East Central Minnesota and the West Central Wisconsin area in a day.
The “Cemetery Angels” took this reporter on a ride through the past to the present.
The first stop was Tobies and coffee - then, Rosehill Cemetery. Family and friends were remembered with flowers and whirligigs.
Names engraved in the headstones triggered stories of friendships and adventures with classmates and schoolmates.
They made their way to classmate Larry Sutton’s grave. Sutton was killed in action in Vietnam. The loss of the many casualties of Vietnam reverberates through the Baby Boomer generation. It is believed by some historians that the Boomer generation is directly related to the end of WWII in 1945, children of another war generation.
Donna said it seemed unusual that the two Vietnam casualties from Hinckley, Sutton and Alfred Webb were minorities. The loss by ‘friendly fire” also entered into their deaths. The American War Library website reports friendly fire losses were as high as 39 percent during the Vietnam War, WWII - 21 percent and 52 percent for the Persian Gulf War.
Donna is currently writing a historical novel. She was so excited to see the people of Hinckley had made a point of marking a Civil War Veteran’t grave.
American flags dotted the graves across the Rosehill Cemetery landscape. The local veterans had already made their way to the cemetery to dress them for Memorial Day.
The next stop, the Lutheran Cemetery across Highway 48 from Rosehill.
Jeanne, who volunteers at the Humane Society in Duluth, put flowers on her parents’ and aunt’s grave.
Then, she made a special trip a few rows away to William Grissinger’s grave. He was one of the last Hinckley Fire survivors. Flowers were definitely in order.
With many graves bearing the fruits of their labor, the Angels were back in the car, headed for Wisconsin, the next leg of the trip which took us through Cloverdale, near Lynnette, Donna and Diane’s old homesteads.
Diane recounted several memories of life back in the 60s. After living many years in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she relocated to Seattle, Washington where she has discovered a new talent - drawing. She currently has a picture hung at an art gallery near her home.
The Danbury, Wisconsin Cemetery was the site of an extended family funeral in progress. A touching story emerged as they talked about the loved one whose life was being celebrated. Two years before her death, she was united with the son she gave up for adoption when she was just 16 years old. Her son tearfully shared that they had two good years together before she died.
When the family left, the Angels went to work, placing flowers where there were none. They took care to remove the old flowers. Many they had placed themselves.
Donna said years ago they quickly decided not to use live flowers because someone would have to keep them watered. Often family members who lived nearby didn’t even visit the gravesite. So, it was up to them as it was passed on by their parents and they have reminded their now-adult children. It’s their responsibility.
A quick snack in Danbury and as we left town, the Angels made a point to drive past a large sign which said “Who murdered Gramma Betty Soens, on Dec. 21, 2001. It stated that anyone with information about the murder should call the Burnett County Sheriff’s Department at 715-349-2128.” It was family. Donna and Diane still have hope that Gramma Soens’ killer will be found. Gramma was found murdered. She was shot with a nail gun and robbed.
Next, and we were off on the not-so-well-traveled roads that lead to the St. Croix State Forest and Ekdall Cemetery. It’s an old cemetery that once had nearly 40 little copper lambs adorning the graves of infants. Donna said those lambs had mostly likely been stolen. There were still several children’ graves with cast lambs, peacefully protecting their charges.
At one time, Donna said the cemetery was so overgrown, it was hard to find the stones. Graves are far apart and the cemetery seems to be better groomed. The flowers and whirligigs added color and showed the care by people like the Angels.
She made her way to a grave at the end of the cemetery. She shared the story of the Grandma Kate Bacon buried there, and the family lore about that grandmother and Jesse James. Relatives named Jesse and other things that happened during that time added some traction to the story.
Onward to Grantsburg, Wisconsin. It was a well-cared for cemetery and the last of the day. The remaining flowers were distributed and the Angels were contemplating dinner. Twelve hours later, Cassidy’s seemed like the perfect finish to a rewarding day.
For those who find flowers on their loved ones graves, thank the Angels. And, pay it forward. Be grateful there are Angels out there who value the contributions and sacrifices of every individual, no matter how seemingly small.