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Dorthy and Verna Bergenson
Interviewee: Verna and Dorthy Bergenson
Interviewer: Mark Durtschi
Mark Durtschi: We are sitting in the Village Office; I am visiting with two people Dorthy
Bergenson Kinsella who is out of Washington DC and her sister Verna Bergenson Ervin who is
living in California. They are both up here visiting there old grounds when they were children.
They were both born in Maybutt and Dorthy moved away when she was ten years old and Verna
Moved away when she was about six years old.
Verna Bergenson: And moved to Virginia, the whole family.
Mark Durtschi: And you moved to Virginia in Washington DC, the whole bunch. How many were
there in the Family?
Dorthy Bergenson: Six all together.
Verna Bergenson: There were four girls, our brother had died here.
Mark Durtschi: Ya, and we want to talk about that to. We were right in the Middle of School
weren’t we Dorthy, could you tell me a little about that?
Dorthy Bergenson: It was on Main Street, the same street.
Mark Durtschi: In Maybutt Right
Dorthy Bergenson: The same street that the hotel was on, on the opposite side of the street
right down from Dad Loader’s Store. It was a frame building, about one room. We were there
for about two years and then they closed that building and moved across to the hotel, where
the bank used to be, to the left.
Mark Durtschi: They moved the School into the hotel or your family moved.
Dorthy Bergenson: No, they closed down the school and the children went to school in the
Hotel, the part of the hotel where the bank used to be, right on Main Street. There was a bank
connected with the Hotel, Very Clean Hotel.
Mark Durtschi: Was that the name of the Hotel, Very Clean Hotel?
Dorthy Bergenson: Yes
Mark Durtschi: Do you remember going into there?
Dorthy Bergenson: I can remember going to school there, she had not started. Then in 1921 my
brother was killed in a gun Accident. Shortly after we moved up to Stirling and we lived behind
the Ogden House in the Christenson Property. Verna Started School there and I went to school
there too. We had my sisters and my brother Kenneth all came up to their School in Stirling and
we went to high school there. My father had come up from Iowa and bought a section of land
somewhere between here and Lethbridge. His brother also bought a section of land even more
in that same vicinity.
Mark Durtschi: So you were some of the younger children?
Verna Bergenson: I thought that the farm was the ranch was only about two or three miles
outside of Maybutt on the way towards Lethbridge.
Dorthy Bergenson: We took the road that veered off of that road and went out. Our farm was
directly across from the Marquardson Farm. My brother was killed there Marquardson property,
it was an accident.
Mark Durtschi: Why don’t we talk about that, we will go back to the school a little later. Why
don’t you just describe how your brother died?
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Dorthy Bergenson: Well it was an early May morning and the snow had cleared and it was
warm. They wanted to go out to my father’s farm.
Verna Bergenson: Ted Johnson
Dorthy Bergenson: He and Ted Johnson and Joe Marquardson.
Mark Durtschi: Your brother’s name that died was?
Dorthy Bergenson: His name was Kenneth, all three went out and they went into a building or a
shack of some sort that the Marquardson’s had on their farm. Joe knew that there was a
shotgun underneath his father’s mattress. So he got it and he pulled the trigger and it didn’t go
off so he didn’t think that it was loaded. He started aiming first at Ted and he said that he was
going to shoot him. Ted said ‘Ill hit you on the head with a shovel if you do’. He said well I shoot
Ken. My brother was leaning over putting on his shoes to go back and he pulled the Trigger and
the gun went off. Much like a Russian roulette thing and he was shot in the forehead. My father
was across on his land getting ready to put the crop in and he was going to make along the
section line of his farm and start. He hesitated and thought that he might need some matches.
He had never been on the Marquardson Property before in his life but something told him to
stop and he thought well I will go across the Marquardson’s and see if they have any matches.
When he approached the Marquardson’s shack he heard Ted Johanson and Joe talking and they
were crying and he heard these moans. He found his son. He went back to his property, he took
the horses, I think that there were twelve horses. He got his buggy out picked up Kenneth and
came back to Maybutt. He went to Dad Loader’s store and Mr. Coulter was there with his car
and they took him to Lethbridge. He died during the night, he was shot. Something in that gun
was lodged so nothing went off when they first shot it. When it did go off two bullets emerged
and he was shot through the forehead and died the next day, on Mothers day. It was a very
tragic event, you can write about that in the Stirling book. After that a year later we moved up
to Stirling to the Christenson house which was located right behind the Ogden house. I used to
go to school with May, I think it was and I think that Gladys was another name. We lived there
for about a year but my mother was much desponded over my brother’s death. The crops were
failing and there was no work and my mother’s people lived in Washington DC and they said for
us to come down there. So we moved to Virginia which was just across the river from
Washington DC. My father went into a Construction business there. We have always lived in that
are ever since.
Mark Durtschi: That answers one of my questions now, what took you away from Stirling?
Dorthy Bergenson: In Maybutt when we were living there, there was only one Mormon Family
that was the Nilsson family. The other families were of different faiths. We had a church there
and we would have different pastor that made a circuit. They were of different faiths. After we
left the church be came the United Church. It just all came together I guess.
Verna Bergenson: This is Verna and I can say that they became part of a mixed
Congregationalist. The interesting about my life was started out being baptised by a Lutheran
but that Church evolved into the United Church of Christ which became Congregationalists. So
the congregational Church and the United Church of Christ are the same. I belong to that in
California.
Mark Durtschi: Okay, so you stayed with the same church you whole life.
Verna Bergenson: No, because between there was no Congregationalists in town. My husband’s
family were New Englanders so the Congregationalist church originated there and he was always
interested in that.
Mark Durtschi: You mentioned that somehow the Mormons somehow helped you get through
this terrible death of your brother.
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Verna Bergenson: Yes, well you see five children went to the Stirling school, our oldest sister,
Kenneth was the oldest, and she was eighteen when we left this area. Kenneth died when he
was twelve. Margery was the next in line, Dorthy and then Verna. There was a four year
difference between each of the girls. But Kenneth had a two year difference. Unis at eighteen is
the one that should be here because she knew so many more people and was so much more
active than we were.
Mark Durtschi: Is she still alive?
Verna Bergenson: Just died this spring, ninety, and worked at the pentagon until she retired.
She was the one that had friends here like, Eudora Fawns who remembered her yesterday when
we visited with Eudora. The Mormons had a great Social life as well as all of the activates that
went on were for the Mormons. We kept friendships with all of them through the years. My
sister would come to Calgary to the Stampede with all of these people that would be there Unis
was quoted one time by David Person. I wanted to marry him myself.
Dorthy Bergenson: Me too, I thought that he was wonderful. But the Nelsons lived in Maybutt
and we were very friendly with the Nelsons. Through them and the school we met a lot of the
Mormon people here and when my brother died, I think with a branch of the Brandley family
they brought produce down to us and food down to us and so forth. It was just great.
Remember the day that they closed the school.
Verna Bergenson: the bank the bank was closed down so we were on good terms.
Mark Durtschi: So the whole school come to the funeral.
Dorthy Bergenson: Everybody came
Mark Durtschi: Was the funeral in your little church in Maybutt
Verna Bergenson: Yes it was, it was in Maybutt.
Dorthy Bergenson: Our brother was a very outgoing good natured person.
Mark Durtschi: So you remember him?
Verna Bergenson: Very well.
Mark Durtschi: So how old were you at the time?
Verna Bergenson: I was three or four at the time. He would be playing marbles with his friends
and he would always stop the game and let me come in and play marbles too. He was an
unusually kind boy. Every body loved him.
Dorthy Bergenson: yes we all loved him, It was a great tragedy to loose the one boy in the
family.
Mark Durtschi: Where did they keep him after he died after the funeral?
Dorthy Bergenson: At my mother home at our home. They brought him down by train and my
father went to the station and brought him to our house. In the living room I remember.
Verna Bergenson: On two Chairs, we had oatmeal wallpaper just like that.
Dorthy Bergenson: People came, and even came the next day, they had heard about it and
didn’t know when the funeral was but they all came.
Mark Durtschi: Your family must have been well liked.
Verna Bergenson: They were well like, especially Unis and Kenneth, they had so many friends.
Her teacher was Elva Spackman, these were all Mormons. After a while, after we left in 1924 my
cousin Justine Bergenson came down and taught school here and he younger brother Eldon
went to the same grade. When we moved out of the Christenson house they moved into the
Christenson house, I don’t know how long they stayed there but my father’s brother owned land
close to him, a section or so, as I recall it was right across from the old Bixby farm. They stayed
out longer but they all lost their money. It was really due to my mother’s heath and father’s
unemployment. It was a sad situation that they had. My parents thought that we would be
better off living in Washington although sometimes I wonder whether we should have or not.
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Verna Bergenson: Now this is Verna talking and I would like to give my impression of where I
was born. I am so glad to be back. I don’t need buildings, I wouldn’t have cared if there was
nothing, we knew there was noting in Maybutt, the elevator is Still standing, that would have
suited me fine. Just bare prairie to walk across that would be fine. Driving up from Montana
yesterday and today is glorious to be back. Think of Las Angeles, think of all of the cities, I can’t
stand them. Where you were born makes a big impression on you. I had six happy years here. I
remember the wild roses down in the coulees and the buttercups and the horses, cattle.
Dorthy Bergenson: Sweet peas
Verna Bergenson: Sweet peas but most of all the fresh air and the wind blowing. I know a lot of
people don’t like the wind but I love the wind, never to much for me.
Mark Durtschi: Tell me some of the things that you did when you were a young child, here in
Stirling and in Maybutt?
Verna Bergenson: Well in Maybutt I was the baby of the family and she took good care of me,
she still is, four years older. We played paper dolls, played with marbles and we lived the Indians
but we were properly intimidated. So when the Indians came through Maybutt it was wonderful
sight.
Mark Durtschi: Maybe you could describe that a little bit.
Dorthy Bergenson: I could describe something. I was in a wheelchair because I had rummages
in my arms, legs, and hips. Once and a while the Indians would come through on their way to
pick up animal bones and took them to Lethbridge to the factory and made money that way. I
was in my fathers rocking chair and she was across the room Sleeping on the sofa.
Mark Durtschi: Verna was
Dorthy Bergenson: Verna yes and this Indian woman was walking and she came to our house
and our mother was canning peaches in the kitchen. She came in and sat down and we tried to
communicate.
Mark Durtschi: Was she talking
Dorthy Bergenson: I think that she started and came and knocked on the door. I think that she
was trying to say that she was hungry or something. They had this conversation going on in the
kitchen. Every once and a while she would do this great big sigh, it scared me because I thought
that kids, I was quite naïve and I heard about kids being kidnapped by Indians. I don’t think that
it was true at all but I thought she had come to get my sister. I got out of this chair which I
hadn’t been out of for six months crawled on the floor hauled her under the table. Unis comes
home from school from Stirling she came in and heard this Indian make this terrible sound and
at the same time I let out his hoot. I thought sure that she was coming to get Verna. It was
hysterical for them but finally when I was sure that she was not going to be kidnapped I went
back to my chair and my mother gave her some food and she went back.
Verna Bergenson: This noise that she was making was the noise of drinking tea mom said. Then
another time I remember a lot of Indians came through, set up their tepees on the other side of
where our church was. Between your cemetery and the church, they had tepees and Indian
graves and wagons. They were funning back and forth; we all went out to see these Indians. All
of the girls liked to look at the braids, they were handsome long black hair and they could ride
bareback. It was quite wonderful and they were on their way to Lethbridge but they camped
over night. Not so many things happened in Maybutt.
Mark Durtschi: That was a big thing.
Dorthy Bergenson: The only thing that was more important was when the airplane came down.
An airplane came down from Lethbridge. It had a seat in the back and he was giving rides to
people. We had to go out to the farm and so we couldn’t stay in and go for these rides. When
we came back in the evening he was still there and he had his plane tied up to our church. He
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was getting ready to go and we, Unis, Christine, and Kenneth got out of our buggy and went
over to approach the airplane as he was taking off. We had never seen an airplane in our lives.
They started to go and he started to taxi toward them. They though that he was I guess going to
run these three children down. The kids all went different directions. He was taxiing off and they
thought that he, they all went in different directions. The plane taxied down and took off in the
air that was an exciting event.
Verna Bergenson: Yes, I want to tell them about the time that my mother was sewing in her
machine and I was in the living room with her. We heard this tremendous excitement and
yelling we looked over at the Loaders store. Everyone knew Dad Loader, he had for his
continence of his customers I think a three hole and then a five hole. It was big. What happened
was that a team of white horses had been tied up and they got away and one went on one side
of the building and the other went around the other and they knocked it over. The horses fell in.
The neighbours including me stood around watching thinking how to get the horses out of that
hole. That was exciting.
Dorthy Bergenson: I think that they used a tractor, I am not sure. The Finley’s lived kitty corner
from our house and they had a farm up somewhere that I never went to but in town they had
horses and their mother and father. Lawhee was a daughter and then there was Ray and Harry.
They wore cowboy hats all of the time.
Verna Bergenson: They were real Cowboys. They would go out, one night one of their horses
got our, they had a stallion that got out. They had to go our and get him. They were shooting off
their gun; they were always shooting off their guns. Ray, my mother always laughed because
before they came out of their house they were closed in a night shirt, not pants and a hat.
Always had their cowboy hats on, they went around the prairie because they had to find this
stallion and get him back because the horses were all around. He was a mean Stallion. That was
an exciting night. The Mounted Police used to live in Maybutt right next to the stable.
Mark Durtschi: It was just a family and the husband was a policeman.
Dorthy Bergenson: Family and his wife and they had two children. They lived there full time and
they moved up to a town called Irriganna. They were wonderful.
Verna Bergenson: The Jarman’s were very honoured friends of ours because he was a Royal
Canadian Mounted Police and he told our family. I can remember the stories that he told, I can
remember that we went to visit their home and he had a jail in his house. One of the bedrooms
in his house was actually operative as a prison because sometimes he had to bring a prisoner in.
It had a steel door on it. He let us play in there once. This Jarman, we were really good friends
with his family. My oldest sister Unis would come from Virginia to Canada a number of times,
she would go to the Calgary Stampede. On one trip Mr. Jarman rode for two weeks out through
Banff. That was his feat at that time. They visited the campers and the people that had cabins
and they all loved him just like we loved them. He was so welcomed wherever he went. I just
think what a wonderful thing that was for my sister that she could ride with a Mounted
Policeman for two weeks. That is something that I would like to do. Maybe it is not too late. We
are going to Fort Macleod this afternoon and look up that Mounted Policeman museum.
Dorthy Bergenson: The family that lived in Maybutt were the Nelsons and then the Kummers
and then a different Johanson family. The Pengilly’s and the Metskers are out in the country, the
millers. The miller’s family had a piano in town. She had pansies growing outside her yard.
Verna Bergenson: It ranged from twelve to sixteen families over the years that Maybutt
prospered.
Dorthy Bergenson: We had some programs in that Church
Mark Durtschi: In the Lutheran Church, tell me about the programs that you had up there.
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Dorthy Bergenson: We always had Sunday school and the Gibson family who lived between
Maybutt and Stirling. Maybe it was between Lethbridge and here I am not sure. See all of these
families had different ways, we all came together and went to Sunday school.
Mark Durtschi: It was the same Minister every week wasn’t it.
Dorthy Bergenson: No, it changed once a month, he may be here for a year and he would go up
and somebody else would come.
Mark Durtschi: So you only had a preacher once a month or there was a different preacher once
a month.
Dorthy Bergenson: Once a month. We had Sunday school every Sunday. Mr. Gibson was out
superintendent and he came and kept the Sunday school going.
Mark Durtschi: So he was the one that ran the works when the minister wasn’t there.
Dorthy Bergenson: But on Christmas Eve, we always gathered the church and had a program. At
the end of the program Santa Clause would arrive. We had a big Christmas tree and every child
had a present underneath the tree. After the Program was over someone would say, I think I
hear Santa Clause and we all got excited. We would wait and wait and sure enough the bells
would come along. Santa Clause would come in and I don’t know who he was but we gave him a
meal and she delivered all of our presents to us. We all went home and after that our mothers
had to decorate the Christmas tree all night. We would be up at six O’clock again for Sunday
school.
Mark Durtschi: What was your Christmas Like?
Verna Bergenson: Well we woke up in the morning to the Christmas tree.
Mark Durtschi: So you went to Church every Christmas?
Dorthy Bergenson: We went there every Sunday, we go to Sunday school. We didn’t always
have a preacher because he may not have been able to make the circuit but someone would be
there.
Verna Bergenson: I would like to tell about my big sister making fudge.
Mark Durtschi: Which sister?
Verna Bergenson: Unis, she was sixteen or eighteen at the time and she gave us spoons to dip
into the fudge after it had cooked. We took the spoons with the fudge in them out, opened the
kitchen door and stuck our spoons in the snow bank. We had instant suckers. I guess that was
worth mentioning.
Dorthy Bergenson: The taffy pool
Mark Durtschi: At the church?
Dorthy Bergenson: At our house, we made taffy pools and they made popcorn. Unis was
eighteen and she was dating. She dated David Person a lot; they went to Raymond to dances.
Verna Bergenson: She might have become a Mormon.
Dorthy Bergenson: anyway we went to Raymond and they had a dance hall and they had it on
springs. I can’t imagine what it would do to your dancing but they sprung somewhere. Most of
her social life was up in Stirling with her friends and it was in the School or the Church. We went
to some of these services too. We didn’t have any minister in Maybutt so my mother though
that we should go to some religious institution. I attended the Mormon Church.
Mark Durtschi: This was after you moved to Stirling.
Dorthy Bergenson: Even Before. In Maybutt, we would go up there.
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Dorthy Bergenson: I was asked to dance by this Brandley boy, he was the youngest Brandley
boy and I can’t remember his name. It started with an L, Maybe it was Noah Brandley. He was so
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handsome, I was about ten and he said he would dance with me. I never forgot him. Unis’s
friends, the Brandley people were, there was one, Teddy Brandley, that was the name. She was
a girl, Ruth Young, David Person, the Michelson Family; I know that they had a great big red Car.
Of course the Nelsons, Jean Miller, they all got together.
Verna Bergenson: One time a whole group of them, these Middle aged teenagers went out to
Lake Chin on horseback. Some of the Nelson boys went our and made a chuck wagon ahead of
time and set up and they rode out to lake chin and camped out. It must have been about two
days and they went fishing. Christine who wasn’t any older than Unis and Two years younger
than my brother. Christine was a daredevil and she was kind of a loner, she marched by a
different drum. She had a great imagination and she didn’t want to be a girl. She wanted to be in
her overalls and she wanted to be in the Country. She was a daredevil, she should have gone
into the Circus because she got on top of the hotel, the rooftop of the hotel and there was an
adjoining building next to it and next to that building there was another building and another. I
guess that they were about four feet apart. They dared her to jump from one building to the
other building. I thought that she was going to be killed, but she did, she jumped. Then she went
over to Finley’s and they had a big threshing machine. She crawled up where the shaft comes
out and slid down inside. She couldn’t get back up. I thought that was the end of Christine, I
thought that she was going to be cut to a million pieces. I was crying, finally one of the Finley
boys arrived back on the farm and he opened up the door below the area and pulled her out.
She had a great imagination and she would write all of these stories. She wrote one that Elva
Spackman thought was so wonderful. It was about a mouse. A little brown mouse that got into
the elevator in Maybutt and it went through with the wheat when it was ground into flower. It
came out perfectly intact but it was white. It was a wonderful story; it really should have been
preserved because.
Dorthy Bergenson: Didn’t she climb the elevator herself too? She was always doing things that
we thought were, I was always in a state of anxiety because she did such terrible things.
Verna Bergenson: I remember the one time I went to bed without supper and we had been told
by our mother not to play down by the railroad tracks because the hobos were down there. One
after noon I was a long time coming home, the sun was low in the sky. She knew that I had been
down there so she put me to bed without dinner.
Dorthy Bergenson: I remember when the circus would come to town; they would put up their
posters on our barns in Stirling, in Maybutt. Then also, Chautauqua would come to town. You
remember three days.
Verna Bergenson: Ya
Mark Durtschi: Can you tell me about it
Dorthy Bergenson: Well they came for three days and set up their big tents and they had
electros, they had movies, they had bands. I had asked the children to come dressed up in
costumes, my sisters all went up and my brother. I was left at home with Verna. I was crying
because I wanted to go to Chautauqua but my mother thought that I was too little. They gave
prizes for the best costume. I was crying because I wouldn’t go and my mother finally gave in
and I went in overalls; put some patches on the overalls and an old shirt. They sent me off as
Tom Sawyer. I had a dog with me and I arrived to Chautauqua and got first prize and was given
passes for three days to everything. So the next year we moved up to the Christenson house in
Stirling and the Chautauqua came back again. It was a rainy day and we were harvesting our
potatoes and I wanted to go. Mom didn’t have time to get me a costume. Finally she wrapped a
gunny sack and put a hole in the bottom of it; I put on my old felt hat and a pair of rubber boots
and trudged off to the Chautauqua. I won first prize again. I had two first prizes and I had passes
to everything. It was wonderful.
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Verna Bergenson: I think that we had a wonderful mother don’t you think.
Dorthy Bergenson: I remember on the railroad track that went up to Lethbridge once and a
while a train would come down with movies in it. They had movies at your church. I remember
seeing Jon Gilbert being strangled by somebody, he was a villain. He was a very bad man so he
ended up being held by the neck and pushed in a quadrant. I can still remember it, haunted me
for years that he was killed right in front of my eyes in this movie. That was quite a lot of fun
when the movies came and we would go to see the movies. We had a wonderful time to begin
with. We have kept in touch with our friends over the years; I don’t know why we waited until I
was eighty two to get back here. It was a great life.
Verna Bergenson: Very clear pictures in our mind that people should know. A lot of people do
know that as you get older your memories are as clear as they ever were some like a coloured
slide. Our memories of the sky, the prairie, the house, just as clear as can be. One very funny
story about Dave Pierson who played the saxophone, he was quite tall, he played the saxophone
quite well. They put on all kinds of musical shows but he used to court my sister. He had to
come from his property on the other side of the cemetery to our house and he stayed quite late
one night and he wasn’t on his horse so he had to walk. We thought that he would just cut
across the prairie. He cut across into the cemetery. It was not as well kept then as it is now. It
was in the dark and he fell into a sunken grave and fell down on his hands and knees which
upset him. When he got out of this grave he heard and noise. He turned to see this white
coming towards him. With that he took off fast. He ran as fast as he could, jumped across then
fence, and turned around and it was a white horse that had been following him. I guess that it
was a ghost of some sort. We had a lot of fun with David about that.
Dorthy Bergenson: We will believe on ghosts after yesterday’s experience.
Verna Bergenson: Don Merrill, he taught in school. He wrote letters, he wrote a letter to me
after I left. We had this wonderful time and I just don’t remember walking past my house behind
the Ogden house and hearing the leaves rustling. Right below us where the was a coulee or
something and there was water, there was rapids and a creek down below. We used to go down
there and go swimming. I think that that is destroyed now.
Dorthy Bergenson: As Verna was saying we used to go and hide under the Truss and the trains
would go overhead. There were beautiful roses growing there, Wild roses growing there and
Morning Glories grew there, and the Canadian Thistle. Don’t you think that we have talked long
enough? We are exhausted.
Verna Bergenson: We haven’t had lunch, we have to go to Raymond and get some lunch. It was
just so nice living up here and we just loved it all.
Mark Durtschi: Can I get just a couple descriptions from you before you go? What did the
Indians look like, what did they wear?
Dorthy Bergenson: Well I know that the Indians didn’t have very much on.
Mark Durtschi: Was it more like the movies?
Dorthy Bergenson: They had long skirts and they had shawls on them. The men had loin cloths.
It was mixed clothing, and the older people were more clothed.
Verna Bergenson: They wore white mans cloths.
Mark Durtschi: Were there tepees decorated?
Dorthy Bergenson: I don’t remember them Being decorated but I do remember them being with
them. They also pulled these long sleds. They would camp outside.
Mark Durtschi: This was strictly horse movement, there were no vehicles?
Verna Bergenson: No
Dorthy Bergenson: Only horses. They camped out there and then they would depart the next
day. They were collecting bones
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Verna Bergenson: We saw them on several occasions, they would come through town. We used
to walk out to a dump pile and then we used to walk out to where they took the horses that
died the bone pile.
Dorthy Bergenson: The bone pile appeared to me to be in the same place that they dispose of
Stirling’s trash which is on the North side of the cemetery. I don’t like that idea.
Verna Bergenson: I don’t think that that’s right.
Mark Durtschi: So close to the cemetery. Ya, that kind of took me by surprise when I first moved
up here too.
Dorthy Bergenson: But there was a dump pile over there, but thanks
Mark Durtschi: What can I do to thank you for taking this time?
Dorthy Bergenson: Nothing, we appreciate your asking us these questions.
Mark Durtschi: You have given us some real good things to look over here.
Verna Bergenson: The Mormons and Canadians were for the most part very friendly. We were
especially friendly, with the nelsons.
Dorthy Bergenson: I me Buzz Nelson at the Buzz Nelson out at the Sandinista Racetrack. But he
was associated with the famous Sandinista Racetrack in California, part of Las Angela’s.
Mark Durtschi: Let me turn this off, the interview is over right?
Dorthy Bergenson: Oh yes.
Transcribed By Clinton Dovell