Memories with Sally Dunblazier
My neighbor in the apartments, Rosella (Sally) Dunblazier, is in the story spotlight today. Sally was born in Wadena in 1927 to Simon and Theresa Kern. Simon liked big machines, like the ones in his logging business, or the big threshing machine crews as he went from one farm to the other each fall. He also farmed.
Theresa cooked for a crew of 13 men, three times each day plus lunches. This also meant heaps of dishes, pots and pans, to be washed every time. Sally and her sisters were paid for the hours spent washing dishes.
She can still see her mother's breakfast table, set with a big platter of side-pork, fried potatoes, eggs and a box of cereal. As soon as breakfast was over Theresa set to making pies, at least four each day. There was so much to do at home Sally did not need to look for a job.
When she learned that there was an opening at the telephone office Sally applied and was hired. There were eight switchboards. She worked with Eva Mattes, Betty Beilke and Isabelle Kingsley to name a few. She worked there 15 years.
Sally met Blaine Dunblazier on a blind date and they were married in 1954. At this time Blaine already had served in the Merchant Marines.
Blaine spent the next years in Vietnam working in construction. He worked for Kern and Tabery construction both before and after the service. His is next job was in the Wadena Street Department, then as street superintendent, for 10 years.
During these years Sally kept busy working for Don Anderson at the Red Owl and raising their five children. Blaine retired from working for the city when he was 65. He died when he was 68.
Sally has traveled with her daughter Debbie to Russia, Germany, Switzerland, Italy and France with two trips to London. She recalled the mountains in Switzerland as being beautiful, that the streets in Italy looked the worst, and they saw the most poor people in London.
The most awful thing that happened was a car accident on the main street in Verndale on an icy street. A collision pinned Sally beneath the dashboard of the pickup she was in. She was hospitalized for weeks.
To further a talent she already has, Sally would like to have taken courses in art. She draws beautifully.
Since all, or at least most, early teenage girls have visions of what they want to be in that illusive "someday," Sally also had hers.
She wanted desperately to be an elevator bellhop like the one she saw in a tall Minneapolis building who was wearing the most darling pink uniform!