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BOB TALES<br />

Introduction by Carol Dee<br />

Heitland Maxwell.<br />

My father, G. Bob Heitland, was<br />

a man of few words. For years, my<br />

sister, Doris, brother, Burr and I<br />

knew very little of his family or<br />

boyhood. We do know that he was<br />

born in Chapin, Iowa, but later<br />

moved to Wolsey, South Dakota,<br />

probably around 1908. At age 17,<br />

he and his parents moved to <strong>Buffalo</strong><br />

<strong>Center</strong>, Iowa where he remained<br />

until 1957. Upon his retirement<br />

from Jensvold Implement Co., he<br />

and our mother moved to Ft.<br />

Lauderdale, Florida where he<br />

opened a Phillips 66 gas station.<br />

However, after he suffered a massive<br />

brain hemorrhage in 1964,<br />

things changed. He was totally<br />

paralyzed on the left side and was<br />

in constant pain, thereby preventing<br />

him from receiving therapy.<br />

Consequent-ly, he spent the next ten<br />

years in bed or a wheelchair. To<br />

counteract boredom and despair,<br />

he asked our mother to fix him a<br />

board across the arms of his wheelchair<br />

so that he could write. This<br />

was the beginning of what I like to<br />

call "Bob Tales."<br />

HARVEST TIME - 1906<br />

By G. Bob Heitland<br />

The year was 1906, the hour<br />

6:00 a.m. according to the alarm<br />

clock on the shelf in our room. It<br />

was not the alarm which had awakened<br />

me, however, but a lot of noises<br />

coming from the kitchen and<br />

carried up the stairs through a door<br />

which someone had forgotten to<br />

close. Strange smells, too, came<br />

floating up, and helped to awaken<br />

me.<br />

I stumbled sleepily down the<br />

stairs and carefully peeked around<br />

the door into the kitchen. The place<br />

was full of women, and all seemed<br />

to be working at something. They<br />

had added boards to the kitchen<br />

table. The now-very-large top was<br />

covered with an assortment of pots,<br />

pans, roaster, and kettles. Someone<br />

spotted me, and I was quickly<br />

pulled in. I was handed a milk pail<br />

with instructions to go out in the<br />

orchard and pick up the nicest<br />

apples I could find, some that were<br />

not damaged by birds or by the fall<br />

onto the ground.<br />

Outside the house I found Dad<br />

building a bench about three feet<br />

high and ten feet long. He was also<br />

tying a clothesline from one tree to<br />

another. Seeing my curiosity (as<br />

any six year-old-boy is full of), he<br />

explained this was a washstand and<br />

a place to hang towels. Today was<br />

the day the threshers were coming<br />

and would soon arrive. No wonder<br />

we had all those cooks in the<br />

kitchen. This was a big day on the<br />

farm. Everybody would be here.<br />

All the neighbors for miles around,<br />

and the kids too, generally came to<br />

share in the excitement.<br />

About this time, a shrill blast<br />

from a steam whistle let us know<br />

that the machine had arrived at our<br />

gate. Running out to meet it, I saw<br />

the big steam tractor coming up the<br />

lane through the trees, making<br />

strange noises and belching big<br />

clouds of black smoke from its long<br />

stack at the front end. Following<br />

closely behind it was the big boxlike<br />

threshing machine, with its<br />

sides all clustered with varying<br />

sizes of pulleys connected by belts<br />

running in all directions. Behind<br />

this came a team of horses pulling<br />

the water wagon, which was a long<br />

tank mounted on wheels and having<br />

a seat at the front for the driver.<br />

I ran quickly over behind this<br />

parade to see what kind of tracks<br />

this ten-ton monster was making in<br />

our yard.<br />

Then I followed it across the<br />

yard and up the hill between our<br />

barn and granary. It went through<br />

the gate to the back farmyard where<br />

the remains of an old straw pile<br />

caused a problem. It was necessary<br />

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for them to circle it to get in position<br />

to make the new straw pile<br />

right next to the old one. Dad came<br />

out to show them exactly where he<br />

wanted it. They maneuvered<br />

around to the exact position that he<br />

pointed out.<br />

The separator man (the separator<br />

was the big box-like machine<br />

which did the threshing) got out his<br />

spirit level and checked the<br />

machine in both directions to see<br />

that it stood level. This was necessary<br />

to ensure a good job of cleaning<br />

the grain. Now the engineer<br />

backed up the big steamer until he<br />

was about fifty feet away and facing<br />

the separator. Here, he stopped<br />

and ran over to the machine and<br />

unrolled a hundred foot roll of canvas<br />

and rubber belting. Then, with<br />

the help of the separator man, he<br />

put one end of this belt over the big<br />

pulley on the right side of the<br />

steamer while the other end was put<br />

over a smaller pulley on the front of<br />

the separator.<br />

While this was going on, eight<br />

of the neighbors' young men had<br />

arrived with hay racks. They were<br />

out in the oats field loading up the<br />

shocks of grain. Now the first ones<br />

returned to the yard with a full load<br />

of bundles. The separator man<br />

unfolded the feeder, which was a<br />

long trough with a traveling apron<br />

in the bottom which would carry<br />

the bundles of grain up into the<br />

machine. In its extended position,<br />

this feeder was sixteen feet long. It<br />

gave the boys a chance to pull their<br />

loads of bundles along side and<br />

made it easy to unload into the<br />

feeder. With a load in position on<br />

each side, the engineer climbed up<br />

on his platform, gave three short<br />

blasts on the whistle, and slowly<br />

backed up the steamer until the<br />

long belt between the two machines<br />

was as tight as a fiddle string.<br />

At the same time, the separator<br />

man was turning a wheel at the<br />

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<strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong> (Iowa) <strong>Tribune</strong> — Wednesday, June 1, 2011 — PAGE 2<br />

Way Back When<br />

The Woden Christian Reformed<br />

Church, located five miles southwest<br />

of Woden, will observe its<br />

75th anniversary on June 2, 1971.<br />

A span of 38 years was depicted<br />

10 YEARS AGO<br />

TRIBUNE FILES OF<br />

THURSDAY, May 31, 2001<br />

On the last day of the 2000-<br />

2001 school year, students in<br />

Kindergarten through grade 4 gathered<br />

on the west side of the school<br />

to hold a quick groundbreaking ceremony<br />

between rain showers. With<br />

the students, faculty, and staff gathered<br />

in a half-circle, Supt. Larry D.<br />

Hill shared with the gathering the<br />

plans to demolish part of the building<br />

and what was going to be built<br />

in that space. As students returned<br />

to the building following the ceremony,<br />

they gave the old building a<br />

“high five” because they would<br />

never see the building the same<br />

again.<br />

Several Grant Gleaners 4-H<br />

members and their leaders, Barb<br />

Murra and Marilee Siemens, with<br />

Robin Kettwick, were out in force<br />

Tuesday afternoon to fill the circular<br />

wooden planters set up along<br />

Main Street with colorful flowers-<br />

<strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong>’s official flower -<br />

the petunia.<br />

back of the machine which brought<br />

the big pipe known as the blower<br />

pipe up into position. He turned it<br />

around so that it pointed to the spot<br />

where Dad had told him to put the<br />

straw stack. The engineer gave two<br />

short blasts on his whistle and<br />

slowly moved a short lever in front<br />

of him. With a hiss of steam, the<br />

big wheel carrying the belt began to<br />

rotate. As the belt moved, every<br />

pulley wheel on the separator<br />

began to move at the same time.<br />

Slowly it picked up speed, and a<br />

low hum came from the big<br />

machine. The apron in the bottom<br />

of the feeder began to move. The<br />

two boys started throwing bundles<br />

into the feeder. The bundles were<br />

carried slowly back to the opening<br />

in the front end of the separator<br />

where a row of large whirling<br />

knives quickly cut the strings on<br />

the bundles and gave the straw an<br />

extra boost into the machine.<br />

The engineer tossed a shovel of<br />

coal into the firebox. A big cloud<br />

of black smoke at once came out of<br />

the stack and drifted lazily away.<br />

The separator man stood on top of<br />

his machine. He kept an eye on<br />

everything, including the bundlehauling<br />

boys, to make sure they<br />

pitched the bundles into the feeder<br />

correctly and not crossways or doubled<br />

up. He could tell by the<br />

sounds if everything was operating<br />

properly. He would signal the engineer<br />

to stop if anything was wrong.<br />

The day's work had begun.<br />

20 YEARS AGO<br />

TRIBUNE FILES OF<br />

THURSDAY, May 30, 1991<br />

On Saturday, May 11, the<br />

(Lakota) children gathered on the<br />

sidewalk in front of the City Park to<br />

get ready to go tree planting after<br />

several rain delays. They represent<br />

the 4-H Clubs and Girl Scouts.<br />

They planted around 30 trees and<br />

shrubs of different types at the<br />

Maple Hill Cemetery, along the<br />

highway from Richardson’s Body<br />

Shop out to the Lakota sign.They<br />

also planted a silver maple near the<br />

Community Room at the park.<br />

Residents of the <strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong>-<br />

Rake and Lakota school districts<br />

are urged to sign the Petitions for<br />

Reorganization which are being<br />

circulated in the two districts,<br />

according to Ron Pilgrim, BCR<br />

school superintendent.<br />

30 YEARS AGO<br />

TRIBUNE FILES OF<br />

THURSDAY, MAY 28, 1981<br />

Mel and Pauline Murray were<br />

pictured at one of the tables in the<br />

dining area of their new Mel’s<br />

Supper Club, which recently opened<br />

here. The Club is an extension of<br />

the Murray’s <strong>Center</strong> Cafe, which<br />

was remodeled and expanded to include<br />

quarters for the supper club.<br />

Lakota rural mail carrier, Edwin<br />

J. Steenhard was honored last week<br />

for 25 years of service to the<br />

Lakota Post Office and the U. S.<br />

Postal System. Steenhard was presented<br />

a silver tie tac as his silver<br />

anniversary award by Postmaster<br />

Kathleen Ruby.<br />

40 YEARS AGO<br />

TRIBUNE FILES OF<br />

THURSDAY, May 27, 1971<br />

The <strong>Tribune</strong> introduces to our<br />

readers this week Mr. and Mrs.<br />

Mark Fellom who have rented an<br />

apartment in the Lande Apartments<br />

in making their new home in<br />

<strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong>. Mr. Fellom, 24, is<br />

the new police chief here.<br />

in the lives and efforts of two<br />

<strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong>ites. Larry Costigan<br />

owned the pole vault record for<br />

<strong>Buffalo</strong> <strong>Center</strong> high school for this<br />

length of time until his mark was<br />

broken by Mark Peters. Mark broke<br />

Larry’s record of 10’3” at the Eagle<br />

Relays in Eagle Grove when he<br />

cleared the crossbar set at 11’0”.<br />

Mark sported a cast on his left arm,<br />

which he broke while attempting to<br />

clear the cross bar at 12’6” in the<br />

state track meet. The misfortune<br />

occurred on his second attempt<br />

after his first vault again cleared<br />

12’0”.<br />

50 YEARS AGO<br />

TRIBUNE FILES OF<br />

THURSDAY, June 1, 1961<br />

Dr. Van Vasey, a graduate of the<br />

Palmer School of Chiropractic in<br />

Davenport with the Class of 1952,<br />

last week purchased the Ralph<br />

Wirtjes estate house on the east end<br />

of town and will move his family<br />

here and practice his profession in<br />

rooms to be located in the home.<br />

Mr. and Mrs. (Esther) Vasey and<br />

their seven children- Autumn,<br />

Junelle, Raina, Carla, Evanne, and<br />

the twin boys, Blaire and Barth,<br />

will move here shortly after June<br />

first.<br />

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Norske Hus<br />

in Rake<br />

Hometown Market<br />

in Thompson<br />

Carm’s<br />

in Woden<br />

Paul Boock and KIOW Operations Manager Karl Wooldridge<br />

Congratulations to Patio Pizzazz Grand Prize Winner Paul Boock of<br />

Forest City, who registered at Digitallic in Forest City<br />

Boock won a new grill, Patio Table and Chair set, Umbrella, and Fire Pit<br />

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