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Aug 28 2017

A Great Man

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The above photo was taken in the Idaho State Capital Building. Pictured are Governor Andrus, Al Larson and a U.S. Postal representative in the background. We were attending a meeting introducing the Mountain Bluebird Postage Stamp, the Idaho state bird. This coincided with Idaho’s one hundred years of statehood.

Governor Andrus recently passed away and we all miss him greatly. He was a great Governor and U.S. Secretary of Interior. Our government could use more leaders like him.

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Nov 11 2015

Veterans Day 2015

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Veterans Day (3)

Display your flag proudly on this very special day

Veterans Day (2)

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Oct 08 2015

Elin Lingensjo

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Lingensjo, Elin

October 3 was my mom’s birthday. Elin Lingensjo was born October 3, 1885 to John and Karin Modine Lingensjo. She passed away January 1934 at her sister Anna’s house in Walla Walla, Washington after a series of strokes. This is her 130th birthday. Mom was a wonderful lady. I often wonder how different my life would have been had she lived a longer life. I had not yet reached my eleventh birthday when she passed away.


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Oct 06 2014

Cattle Creek, Owyhee County

Published by under Birds,History,Scenery,Trees,Wildlife


The site of the old cabin

The site of the old cabin

This scene takes me back 80 years to my early childhood. Left of lower center one can see the skeletons of two dead Lombardi poplar trees. Originaly there were four of these trees set around a spring-fed well. About 30 or 40 feet behind and to the right of these trees stood a small three-room board cabin. A few hundred yards up Cattle Creek to the right were pieces of iron and a chopped up boiler, reminants of an old whiskey still. In later years I refered to the cabin as a “moon-shiner’s cabin.” Norton, an older brother of mine, was living in this cabin when I arrived in May 1934.

My mother died in January ’34 while our home was in Boise, Idaho. My step-father left Boise and placed me in the care of my oldest brother, Stanley, presumably so I could finish out the school year at Park School. My grades in school were always average or above. Soon my grades began to fall and I was behind my classmates in learning. One day a representative from the Welfare Department paid us a visit at home inquiring about my well being. Shortly thereafter I was whisked away from all this to live with Norton in the cabin mentioned above. I never finished the 6th grade. I was just 12 years old.

Summer rolled around and Norton found work during the haying season about three miles away. He would come home from work every night and leave early the next morning. My chore was to milk the old Jersey cow and take care of the calf. What was a poor kid to do that had been brought up in the city with playmates and people around? Here on Cattle Creek the closest neighbor was a mile away and they were elderly with a grown daughter. Our cabin was located a mile off the Pleasant Valley road about 12 miles south of Jordan Valley, Oregon. Teddy, our dog, was my sole companion during most of my waking hours during those hot  summer days in 1934. Teddy and I roamed about in this desolate sagebrush landscape with nothing particular in mind. I was lonely.

Mother Nature came to my rescue and introduced me to flowers, birds and other wildlife. I got acquainted with a nest of Brewer’s blackbirds and the Bullock’s Oriole which I called a canary. I recall a group of Sage Grouse, Red-tailed Hawks, ground squirrels and snakes. My first encounter with a rattle-snake was when one entered an open door and rattled a warning when I started through the room. All of these things and many more experiences flashed across my mind when I revisited this scene 80 years later. While I feel  sorry for this orphaned waif thrust into early hardships I am grateful for lessons learned as a result.

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May 26 2014

Memorial Day

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Memorial Day 2014

It has been nearly 70 years since I received my discharge papers from the United States Marine Corps. I still get choked up inside when I raise and salute our flag. I am proud to be an American.

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Oct 01 2013

Four Generations

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Finley, Pat, Jenny and Al

My granddaughter dropped by a few days ago with her brand new baby. This called for a four-generation photo. From left to right is great granddaughter Finley Peterson, daughter Patricia Chapman, granddaughter Jennifer Peterson, and father, grandfather, great grandfather Alfred Larson. The youngest person in the photo is 16 days old and the oldest is approximately 32,903 days old.


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Jul 04 2013

Be Thankful

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4th of July  

We live in the best country in the world.

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Sep 17 2010

Syringa by the Boise River

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Ah.., what beautiful scenes we have here in Idaho. Keep a wary eye upon the narrow twisting mountain roads but also be aware of the passng scenery. This flowering shrub, Syringa (Philadelphus lewisii), is Idaho’s state flower. It may be found throughout most of the state. Although this flower was generally accepted as the state flower since the early 1890s it was officially adopted by the state legislature in 1931. This photo was taken in mid-June 2005. Notice how the shape of the river below draws the viewer’s eye toward the flower. 

This four-petaled flower is white with a yellow center. It has a very pleasant aroma. It seems to thrive on rocky slopes above rivers and streams. Close to the city of Boise we find this plant along Highway 21 between Diversion Dam and Discovery State Park in early June. A week or two later it is found in profusion along the same highway on Mores Creek past mile marker #22.

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Jul 12 2010

Cow Creek School

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A few miles north of Jordan Valley, OR we pass by this old schoolhouse on Cow Creek. Many times I have passed by this historic building. Each year it seems to fall more in disrepair. I thought I had better take a picture of it before someone decides to demolish it.

Back in the late 1930s my brother Norton and his friend Everett Jones would play for country dances in this building. Since then, I’ve often wondered if there was a piano in this school. Norton played the piano for dances in Jordan Valley. Without a piano music was rendered with a guitar, harmonica and drums. Boom boxes and electronic music devices were unheard of in those days.

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