The Roy C. Crisman Family Album

Roy C. Crisman and Grace Myrtle Rude

Married 5 July 1920

Roy C. Crisman, Jr.; Glyde V. Miller; Gloria Young

Kenneth O. Crisman; Roland Lewis Crisman; Betty Nesby

Melton Crisman; Alton Burton Crisman; Clark Ellis Crisman

1948; 2nd

row: Roland, Ken, Roy; 1st row: Clark, Betty, Burton, Melton. Middle: Roland, Burton,

Betty, Ken, Clark, Glyde, Melton and Roy, Jr. Right: 3rd

row: Gloria, Roy, Glyde; 2nd

row:

Roland and Ken; 1st row: Melton, Betty and Burton.

Glyde, Grace, Roy, Jr., Roy, Sr.; 20th

Wedding Anniversary on the farm (south of Wagner).

4 generation pictures; left Roy, Sr., Roy, Jr., Grandma Ida and Grandma Anne; middle: Grandma Julia

Rude, Glyde, Grace with Judy and Barba; right Grandma Ida, Glyde, Roy with Judy and Barba.

On the farm south of Wagner, the children rode ponies to the country school.

This looks like 4-H achievement days. Glyde, Roy and Gloria with their sheep projects.

Roy Jr. with the 4-H State Grand Champion Market Steer 1932. This was the Lawrence

Township country school south of Wagner with Wilma Kuca (Hennies) as teacher. All of the

students spoke Bohemian except the Crisman family. This is where Roland learn pidgeon

Bohemian.

The Crisman farmhouse south of Wagner. The Crisman farmhouse west of Wagner.

Roy C. Crisman Farm (3 ½ miles west of Wagner) 1945.

First Methodist Church in Wagner, South Dakota

Grace Myrtle Rude Family

Baby Grace; Grace; Grant and Lillian; Cecilia, Ted and Grace

Ted, Grace, Grant, Julia Rude and Lillian. Grace at Hobo Day. Grace, Ann, Cecilia & Lillian. Grace.

Grant and Adeline Rude. Great Grandma Julia Rude; July 1947; 1955 and Sep 1958 (90th

Birthday).

At the Rebne Farm near Bruce, South Dakota. Bessie, Jennie and Julia (Rebne). Julia with her quilts.

Ole and Julia Rude; Julia Rude

Ole (Johanson) Rebne and Lare Rebne were both born in Norway and first settled in Wisconsin,

then moved to Minnesota Territory.

Rebne Family Portrait: (standing) Ole and John; (sitting) Bessie, Jennie and

Julia O.

Strong Feelings on a Strong Fish by Eric Eidem

How to prepare Lutefisk

1. Get some Lutefisk

2. Get a piece of pine board

3. Lay the Lutefisk on the board

4. Flatten Lutefisk with a cleaver

5. Sprinkle with pepper and salt

6. Pour melted butter on Lutefisk

7. Bake in oven for two hours

8. Allow to cool down a bit

9. Put on the table

10. Throw away Lutefisk

11. Eat the board (by Red Stangland)

Many disparaging words have been written on the subject of Norwegian Americans’

national food; Lutefisk. The above derogatory recipe was clearly written by an uncultured

and ethnocentric non-Norwegian. It may also have been written by a rebellious

Norwegian youth who did not have the willpower necessary to put out the blood, sweat

and tears needed to acquire the taste of Lutefisk. Some Kids just don’t understand that

what does not kill one makes one stronger. I am taking on the imposing task of defending

our native food from those who may desecrate it with unkind words and actions.

What it is and What it Ain’t

Let me first start by explaining what Lutefisk is and is not. Lutefisk is not a doorstop; it is

a fish dish. Lutefisk is not left on hot garage roofs for many days (though there are those

that say it improves the taste), it is soaked in Lye to preserve it for future generations and

give it its unique taste and texture. Lutefisk is not something of which to be frightened, it

is to be respected and handled with care. Lutefisk is not to be used to keep marauding

bands of Bohemians at bay; it is to be served with melted butter, mashed potatoes and

lefse. Lutefisk is not to be deep fat fried, Cajun spice, garnished or taken lightly; it is to

be boiled and baked. It is my sincerest hope that the above explanation will clear up any

misunderstanding you the reader may have had about Lutefisk.

A Short History of Lutefisk

Lutefisk was first discovered alongside a fjord you a band of hungry Vikings. As the

story goes, a school of cod washed up on a limestone beach where the cod soaked in

water heavy in dissolved lime. The dead fish then dried in the sun. It is said that the

expression “UFF-DA” was invented when the afore mentioned band of hungry Vikings

came upon the beach of preserved fish and a breeze happened to blow up from the beach

in the Vikings’ direction. The women set up their purple and yellow tents and used their

overturned horned helmets to boil the dried, Lye soaked cod. While the women were

preparing dinner, the men practiced beating one another over the head with battle-axes in

preparation for the upcoming battle against their archrivals, the Packers, who lived on the

other side of the mountains by a green bay. Lute, the leader of the Vikings, was the first

to try the newfound delicacy. Legend claims that after Lute’s first bite he puttered and

uttered a four-letter word and the name Lutefisk has stuck ever since. Those early

Vikings who did not die from eating the first Lutefisk supper are the ancestors to modern

Norwegians who have inherited a genetic resistance to many strange diseases and

illnesses.

Crisman Cousins

O.V. Olson Family August 1961: Donald, Dorothy, Art, Lillian, Robert, Eleanor, O.V. and Harlan.

Dorothy, Harlan, Art, Robert, Donald and Elenor with OV and Lillian Olson; OV and Lillian 50th

Wedding Anniversary; Lillian Olson;

Harlan Olson; Donald Olson; Dorothy Olson

Eleanor Olson; Art Olson; Robert Olson

Phyllis Jensen confirmation in Sioux Falls.

Hubert Jensen wedding May 1947; Hubert and Keith; Phyllis Jensen

Eleanor and Dorothy Olson; Phyllis Jensen

Durwood and Cleta Crisman. Durwood Crisman. 50

th Anniversary American Legion.

DeKalb Seed Corn Dealer. Roy C. Crisman 32o Scottish Rite Mason

Mayor Crisman with local businessman: Moling, Ed Honer and John Fahngder; Signing a

proclamation for Mrs. Dressler, a local cosmetologist. George McGovern and Bill Lyons

Mayor Roy Crisman with city council and city police: Dick Hoffman, Dr. Schurmans and Officer

Poppek.

Don Miller at a backyard BBQ with Grandpa Crisman. The swing before the a garage was built. Look at

those legs! Below: Roland Crisman family in 1960. The Crisman sons in early to mid 1950s.

40th

Wedding Anniversary

40

th Wedding Anniversary 1960 at Wagner Masonic Hall; (standing) Ken, Roy, Jr., Burton,

Roland, Melton, Clark; (sitting) Betty, Grace, Roy, Sr., Glyde and Gloria.

Roland Crisman Family 1960: Bruce, Mayme with Julie, Roland with John and Pam.

50th

Wedding Anniversary

50

th Wedding Anniversary 1970 at the Wagner City Hall; Mayor of Wagner, SD.

Roy C. Crisman Family: (standing) Melton, Roy, Jr., Roland, Betty, Burton, Clark, Ken;

(sitting) Glyde, Roy, Sr., Grace and Gloria.

Crisman Family with Spouses: Melton and Marlene, Roy, Jr. and Geraldine, Burton and Gae, Don Young and

Gloria, Wayne Nesby and Betty, Don Miller and Glyde, Clark and Sharon, Roland and Mayme, Ken and Lora; Roy,

Sr. and Grace (center).

Crisman Grandchildren 1970: (standing) Jackie, Jimmy, Donna Miller, Patty Miller, Judy Miller Loudy, Larry

Nesby, Annie, Barba Miller, Jim Young, Becky Miller, Bruce, John, Jon Young, Pam; (sitting) Jody with Susan,

Jeanette, Connie Young, Charles, Roy, Sr. with Paul, Bryan Nesby, Grace with Mary, Dale Nesby, Joan, Julie, Nan,

Lynne; (kneeling) Joanie, Jill, Mikal, Cynthia and Maureen.

Roy C. Crisman, Jr. and Geraldine Family

Roy C. Crisman Family 1970: (3rd

row) Geradine, Roy, Jimmy; (2nd

row) Charles, Maureen,

Cynthia; (front) Mary and Paul.

Donald and Glyde Miller Family

Donald Miller Family 1970; (standing) Barba, Glyde, Don, Judy, Doug; (sitting) Patricia,

Rebecca and Donna.

Barba and Chuck Williams wedding in Mitchell, SD

Don and Gloria Young Family

Terry, Vicki, Jim, Gloria, Connie, Don and Jon; Glyde and Gloria in marching band; June 1956

family picture.

Kenneth and Laura Crisman Family

Ken and Lora Crisman Wedding Day; Judy Miller, Betty, Laura, Ken, Roland, Barba Miller.

Roland and Mayme Crisman Family

Wayne and Betty Nesby Family

Melton and Marlene Crisman Family

Burton and Gae Crisman Family

Clark and Sharon Crisman Family

Why is this picture cut in half? Someone did not do a fly check. Wayne Nesby could not figure

out how he got stuck cutting the ham. Grandpa Roy had a sense of humor. One of the ladies

asked for help cutting the ham; Grandpa Roy said Nesby is the best ham cutter in this family.

Crisman Family Reunion at Palmer Gulch 2000