"I took a closer look at your picture and I see you are the Big Dark-haired guy that drove the pink and grey Fantles jeep around town. I for one was jealous. I was in your art class, taught by Bob Halm, I was the fat guy. I was moved by your…"
"First let Me apologize to Alexa. It is only that it has been nearly 50 years that I was around Fort Dodge and the fact that I am not always the sharpest tack in the pack that caused me to make the mistake. I do hope you understand that having a…"
"You too have a great blog, a bit more serious than mine. I hold you up as proof that an Eagle Scout from Fort Dodge can make it big.
You remember "Charge the Palace, the King's asleep!" and do you recall You and I going down to…"
"Alexa, I thought that name rang a bell somewhere, Is that your Mother in your picture? say "Hey" to her. I assume she still has her Scrabble set. I think your sister lives here in Iowa City and reportedly rides a yellow bike around town,…"
"Anybody out there remember a fellow that evetybody called "the Mad Russion" He worked as a janitor At Ford Hopkins Drug. He went to the church we went to. He would usually be dressed in a 3-piece wool suit with his pant legs tucked into…"
"Another big fire was the KC hall in the same general area, Lots of Karl King Band stuff burned in that one. I also recall a fire in a tire warehouse near the Rosedale Creamery that left a huge pall of black smoke all over downtown area in the…"
"I remember Fantles had a Pink jeep with a Pink and white striped top. I recall a large dark haired guy in one of my art classes when the Junior College was in a wing of the High School, used to drive it around town. He must have worked for fantles.…"
I currently live in Iowa City. At some point I will move back to Fort Dodge for the last tri-mester so to speak. I think setting up in or near Fort Dodge will be like coming home to America. The place I live in now, though not in bad shape, but is really expensive and in many ways the folks that live here are living in such a way...that got our country into the way it finds itself now. I'm done with it. When we do find our way out it will be people more like Fort Dodgers than Iowa Citoenails, (as I refer to them)
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I have enjoyed the comments about things and places in Ft. Dodge that touched your lives when we were growing up in Ft. Dodge. Duane mentioned delivering the Des Moines Tribune in the '50's; I also delivered the Tribune and the Sunday Register in 1951 - 1952. I had three routes that were fairly contiguous; they went from about 9th St. and 2nd Ave. No., up to 7th Ave. No., over to 15th St., and then to 1st Ave. So. I don't remember how many houses I delivered to but I do remember that Sundays were particularly brutal because of the size of the paper.
A guy with the last name of Wolf or Wolfe was the agent in charge or the supervisor. I have some bad stories about how he cheated the carriers. The worst practice of his was to make carriers deliver papers to people who would not pay their bill. It came out of the carrier's pocket as we were charged for every paper we took out on the route. Wolf never lost money on bad accounts, but the carriers did. I ended my newspaper career when my father confronted him; he never made any restitution. It is an experience that will live with me, probably forever. The good times were when my friend Doug Trusty would help me with the route; it would cut my time in half. My recollection is that the office for the Register and Tribune was on 11th Street, between Central Ave. and 1st Ave. So.