and others interested in Nashwauk and our history and culture.
Hi folks. I was 4 -1/2 yrs old when I moved from Nashwauk to Pequot Lakes. I stll remember the big old school house I could see from our yard. I, too, remember the parade on 4th of July, especially the great ice cream cones. Folks, this was back in the good old days of 1936. I have lived in Oregon since I was 13, but I never will forget Minnesota. I wish I could come back for one more visit.
Merrie Jo James email@example.com
It is good to see and read about the people who lived and moved away from Nashwauk. I to grew up in Cooley, attended the old 4-story grade school (Anyone remember the principal Ms. Darlington?), and 'hated' the Keewatin teams until we joined schools way back in '63. My parents and one brother still live in the Nashwauk area; the rest of us 'migrated' to the Cities, or in my case to over 10 different cities in the USA.
The 4th of July is still the main topic of conversation when I encounter others from the Range. Although I have not visited Nashwauk for over 10 years, the comments on the parade and the large amount of visitors is still good to hear about. It would be nice to see pictures of the older parades posted on your site. I can still remember seeing all the small fry marching down main street with their little flags waving at the crowd.
Now, when I bump into people from Minnesota, the term "ranger" is used to identify me as a very select minority. Further to identify that I am from Nashwauk / Cooley really puts me in small group. It is nice to be remembered in that sense.
Thom Coughlin (HS grad 1967) firstname.lastname@example.org
I remember decorating and driving my uncle's 1951 Ford in the 4th of July Nashwauk parade. I think I got second place and made the Nashwauk newspaper. I remember walking through the woods and coming across the biggest buck I had ever seen. I remember helping my grandfather mow the five acres or so adjacent to his house on route 65. I remember making snow angels for the first time in my life at the age of 25 or so, the winter my auntie died. I remember picking blueberries just steps from where my grama lived. I remember going to the dump and watching the bears, along with watching the guy who used to feed them marshmellows. I remember being bored and strolling over to Russell's to scavenge through the priceless treasures. I remember the ride around the loop. I remember drinking coffee and eating the infamous bars and talking with Grandma's friends. I remember rolling Eino Hiettala's A.T.V. I also remember how the Hietala's dog would sing on command. I remember my grandfather's funeral in 1980, and flying into Duluth and driving through ruthless, uncaring rain. I remember the gathering at the Buck Lake Community Center after it was over. I was ten then. I remember fishing off Harold and Joanie's dock and catching what at the time seemed to be one hundred crappies. And with that I'll close.
PS: I am the daughter of Judy Kokkinen. If you see my Aunt Anetta, please wish her a happy birthday.
Kelly Lenihan (Kokkinen) email@example.com
My Mother was born and raised in Nashwauk, Virginia Francesca Cetola. Even though my sis and I were southerners we have great memories of "going home to Nashwauk" for Christmas with all that deep, crisp snow. To us, coming from Oklahoma, Christmas WAS Nashwauk. Such a quiet sweet little town with ice hockey in the street, ice fishing on the closest lake, and our cousins, the Gaults: Billy, Mary, Julie, Jonny , and Gloria. I haven't been back since 1975, but I always think of the town, and how it looked in the 50s and the 60s. And I always think of it at Christmas.
Maurita Maurer Mitchell firstname.lastname@example.org
I was born in the Hibbing Hospital and lived with my parents in Nashwauk for one month prior to moving to the Cooley Location in Sept. of 1938. I guess I was considered a country kid rather than a town kid but I did spend a lot of time in Nashwauk. Nashwauk was where we went when we "went to town."
I have fond memories (well, some of them are fond) of attending Nashwauk Elementary School and High School. This was prior to the schools combining with Keewatin and thus spoiling the great rivalry we had with them. The Blue and White guys were the Good Guys and the Black and Orange were the bad guys.
I remember as a kid that my parents didn't want me hitch hiking. So when I walked to town I would walk facing traffic as I was taught to do. Strange thing, though; just after crossing the highway - so I'd be on the right side - I always seemed to develop a limp in my right leg. I usually didn't make it as far as the Hawkins Bridge before some nice person stopped to pick up the poor little boy with the limp.
My Grandparents lived in Nashwauk, on second street across from the High School so I stayed with them many a Friday night before I was old enough to use Dad's Big Buick.
In five years Nashwauk will be celebrating it's 100th. anniversary. Hope to see a lot of you there to rehash old times.
Don Lore email@example.com
Hello Nashwauk! I moved away from your town back in 1962. I still have great memories of visiting Stepin's Grocery Store. I was just seven years old when I left, but we came back every year for visits.
Susan Bunce Youren firstname.lastname@example.org
I was born in Itasca Memorial Hospital in Grand Rapids, MN in 1945, lived in Cooley until I was a senior in high school and then moved to Nashwauk across the street from the senior high school. I graduated from the first class of Nashwauk-Keewatin High School. Was married in Nashwauk Lutheran Church in 1963 and moved to the Twin Cities.
I think my fondest memories of Nashwauk were the Fourth of July celebrations. My cousin Char used to come up from The Cities and we always marched in the parade (usually wearing last year's Halloween costumes). I continued to celebrate the 4th in Nashwauk for many years after leaving "The Range".
Also so enjoyed the Luther League activities at Nashwauk Lutheran Church with July Weggum, David Bey, Elroy Landela and Donald Jyrkus (sp).