Bubble Ball

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The other night, just before it snowed, some local teenagers wrapped themselves in plastic and air, then ran into each other — a lot.

It’s called Bubble Ball and started in Europe a few years ago. Here’s a video of people trying to play soccer wearing the things. The other night near the Emerson Cultural Center here in Bozeman, there was a soccer ball on the field, but it went largely ignored in favor of the fun of sending a friend flying.

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A Foundry in Anaconda

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The new issue of Montana Quarterly is out and among other great stories is Jim Gransbery’s profile of the Anaconda Foundry Fabrication Company, in business since the 1890s. They do a lot of cool things at AFFCO, but nothing beats the pouring of metal ore into molds. The ore is so hot it looks like liquid fire.

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Jim Liebetrau is president of AFFCO. He and two other men borrowed $600,000 in 1980 to purchased the foundry from the Atlantic Richfield Company, which had closed the foundry some weeks before. Liebetrau and his partners had just six employees.

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Today, AFFCO employs more than 75 people in five departments: metal fabrication, where Allen Thorpe welds together a structural beam, a machine shop, a mobile construction component, and an industrial supply store in addition to the foundry.

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There’s state-of-the-art equipment, sure, but a lot of the technology used at AFFCO has gone unchanged for a long time. Machinist Sterling Schmidt uses a lathe dating from the 1950s to form an idler shaft for a piece of machinery, and molds like this gear made from wood by hand shortly after Custer and his men lost the Battle of the Little Bighorn are still available if needed.

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Terry. Still.

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The 2012 census counts just 596 residents of Terry, Mont., but it’s still the biggest dot in the 75 or so miles between Miles City and Glendive.

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The Kempton Hotel is still open after more than 100 years. Russ Schwartz, whose grandmother worked at the Kempton around 1910, runs it with his wife, Linda. In 1991, having moved from Terry to Alaska, Schwartz says, “my mother called and said, ‘we’re buying the Kempton Hotel.’ What I didn’t know is that it was Linda and I that was buying it.”

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Agriculture is still the driving force in Terry. “The two largest roots to the irrigated production we have on the Yellowstone River are the water itself, and fertilizer,” says Farmer’s Union Oil Company Manager Larry Keitner while Junior Fischer moves fertilizer pellets with a small tractor from bin to elevator to truck. Local farmers grow grains, hay and beans, Keitner says, using water from the Yellowstone to increase productivity and using chemicals to replenish nutrients in the soil.

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Around Terry, ranchers still raise sheep, though more are turning to cows. “We’re an endangered species,” says Les Thomason of sheep ranchers. Once a mainstay of the area economy, Thomason says sheep have seen a steady decline since World War II. He guess that the 800 or so sheep he and his brother own constitute 90 percent of the Prairie County sheep stock.

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And even though the Milwaukee Railroad line has been abandoned for decades, travelers can still use its old Calypso bridge to cross the Yellowstone and see the Terry Badlands.

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Grit

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Endurance.

To stick with something for six weeks is said to be all that’s needed to form a habit. These days, to have a job for 10 years is something of an achievement. To spend an entire lifetime on something is remarkable, and to spend multiple lifetimes in dogged determination is downright admirable.

Montana has been a state for 125 years this November. It was named a territory just a generation earlier. People have been ranching and farming this country for about as long, but we all know that times and ideas change, evolve. New generations are born with their own ambitions.

So when a ranch or farm stays in one family over a span of 10 decades or more, it’s to be celebrated.

The Montana Historical Society thinks so and in 2009, announced the creation of the Montana Centennial Farm and Ranch Program. So far, about 28 families have gone through the process of gaining official recognition as a Centennial Farm or Ranch. Here are three:

Benjamin Armstrong had nearly completed the coursework for an engineering degree from Iowa State College when he homestead a farm east of Geraldine in 1909. When his son Henry took over in 1965, The elder Armstrong had either built or drastically altered every piece of machinery except the tractor.

Henry Armstrong began working the farm with his dad after serving in the Marines in World War II. He’s in his mid-80s now and most of the day-to-day operations have passed on to his son, Stuart. Hope is that Stuart’s son, Alex, 24, will one day take over after he does a stint with the Marines like his grandfather.

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Henry Armstrong walks past a 1929 Ford Model A he says was still in use in the 1980s. “How we got through the 30s,” Henry says, “we built it, we fixed it. We didn’t buy it.”.

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Alan Armstrong is 24 years old and helps out with chores like welding on the Armstrong farm. But he’s just signed on for a stint the Marines, like his grandfather. So his future on the farm is uncertain.

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Stuart Armstrong takes a hammer with him to fix a small problem with a combine.

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Henry Armstrong pages through a journal his father kept in the year he homesteaded.

Near Sidney, John Mercer oversees the farm his grandfather Andrew Mercer homesteaded in 1901 along the Yellowstone River. A businessman, Andrew Mercer had been a prospector and owned and managed properties including a saloon in addition to the cattle, horses and wheat he sold. Andrew Mercer’s son, Russell, spent his life on the ranch and he and his wife, Mary, were active outside the family farm. Russell Mercer served in local government and Mary Mercer was an active advocate for the preservation of local history.

John Mercer is the sixth of Mary and Russell Mercer’s seven children. “I was doing construction in Denver,” he says, “and I came back in 1972 to save the place after Dad had a heart attack. I never knew anything about farming or ranching.”

He’s now semi-retired, he says, only managing the dry land farming at the place, leaving the irrigated fields to someone else.

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John and Kathy Mercer pose in front of the house John’s grandfather Andrew Mercer built in 1906 at the age of 36, five years after homesteading the property.

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John Mercer holds a picture of his mother.

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People photograph what’s important to them, and John Mercer’s grandfather liked Belgian draft horses.

Laura Etta Smalley was a 25-year-old school teacher in Canada in 1910, prohibited from owning land because she was a single woman. That summer, she traveled into Montana, hired movers and a couple of wagons to carry a 12-by-16-foot cabin to a half-section of land just 10 miles south of the Canada border. When the movers left, she spent the night alone for the first time in her life. Her nearest neighbor was half a mile away.

More than a century later, her grandson Tom Bangs watches over that original half section, plus a few more, while his son Jeff eases into taking over the operation.

“It’s a pretty appealing life, really,” Tom says. “To be your own boss, to manage the land.”

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Tom and Carol Bangs pose with their son Jeff and his wife, Katie. Carol, a native of Havre, is glad Jeff and Katie are there. “I value heritage,” she says. “Continuing on what your family started.”

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A neighbor is a neighbor — even if half a mile or more separates the homes. The Bangs Farm is in a neighborhood known as “Minneota,” barely five miles south of the Canada border. “People are close, even though the distances are great,” says Carol Bangs.

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Jeff Bangs, right, is 29 years old and in the process of taking over from his dad. Newly married, Jeff has land and equipment of his own while he eases into taking over the operation.

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Jeff Bangs loads grain for winter wheat into a seed drill as evening comes on. As he begins his farming career he knows to expect the road to get rough. “You have to maximize the good times,” he says. “do as well as you can when you can and have some resources ready.”

Leading the Way

20140401125946Yesterday, the Presbyterian Church voted to allow same-sex marriages, continuing on a journey started when this woman, Ninia Baehr, and Genora Dancel, along with two other couples, sued the state of Hawaii for the right to marry in 1991. “We won in court,” Baehr says at her kitchen table in Amsterdam, Mont., “but then we lost in the court of public opinion.”

Baehr and Dancel have since split up, but the movement they started continues.

20140115200453Communities around Montana are currently debating laws that would prohibit discrimination based upon sexual orientation. These images are from a hearing in Butte last January.

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20140115201623Writer Al Kesselheim wrote a wonderful story in the current issue of Montana Quarterly about Baehr and her life. She talked about her decision to move to Amsterdam with her partner, Lori, in 2004, buying a house together that used to belong to a conservative Dutch family. Here’s an excerpt that quotes Baehr:

“This is a very conservative community, but people take your measure and make their call. Our neighbor comes over and mows our lawn. We worked in his flower garden. We both know we have political differences, but we’ve built a strong relationship. He told me that we’re the best neighbors he’s ever had. That means a lot to me.

“Recently, after a wind storm, neighbors from down the street came over to clean up downed branches. It’s the kind of community that does that. It might not always be comfortable socially, but these are good people.”

 “It’s one of the chances you take,” Baehr says. “I don’t know what people say privately. I don’t know if any votes change when it comes to that, but they treat us well. It’s been a learning experience, this business of separating politics from personal relationships.

 “I wake up every morning thinking how lucky I am, what a good life I have.”

20140401132328Al and I visited Ninia at her Amsterdam home again in April, when her mother, Cj, was visiting from Hawaii. “I’m enormously proud,” Cj said of her daughter.

I would be too.

Receiving Pictures

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Great advice about photography can hit you when you least expect it. And I don’t often expect it when I’m in a church.

Nevertheless, there I was on Sunday morning when Glover Wagner of Pilgrim UCC here in Bozeman brought up photography and my ears suddenly pricked up.

Glover said photographs should not be taken, they should be received.

I’m going to say that again, because it’s important and this is a pretty short post: Photographs should be received, not taken or made.

I have a friend who is a great sculptor and painter and he’s trying to help me become a better artist. He talks about his work as eulogies, as expressions of gratitude. I think he would agree with Glover.

I think great pictures and great art works are the receiving of gifts. They are an expression of gratitude for having known the object or person photographed, and also an attempt to share the subject — and the wonder associated with it — with others.

Go figure.

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