August 25, 1921 – Van Cleve was arrested while investigating a $ 14,000 lead factory fire
WC Van Clive, former manager of Redmond Pine Production Factory, was arrested on Monday morning, July 29, following an order from the state fire department.
Jealousy is believed to have triggered the fire that broke out on Friday morning, July 29, 3 a.m. – three days before the factory’s first commercial operation.
Van Cleve was the first manager of the plant and supervised the construction and installation of the first set of machines. He was later replaced by RE Guenther from Bend.
August 29, 1946: School days are over
Next week, 550 students are expected to enroll at Redmond Class School, and between 325 and 350 are expected to enroll in Union High School, an increase of about 15 percent for each school. The high school may be crowded for class, but it will be available on a superpower basis. ME Larive, however, the classroom will be completely swamped for some time this fall because negotiations with the Wealth Management are still tied up with red tape to use buildings on the air base.
On September 1, 1971-40 knives were taken from a local collaborator
Forty Jankelas, as well as small transformers and transistor radio batteries, were reportedly stolen from the Deutschets Farmers’ Cooperative on August 21, 30:30 by administrator Bill Amis.
According to city police, the suspect entered the mall with a large windshield or a small sledgehammer.
Prices ranging from $ 5 to $ 5, 12 transistor radio batteries worth 25 cents each, 20 Kutmaster three-knife jacks, $ 1.98 each, and 20 jacksmasters knives, valued at $ 2.98 each.
August 28, 1996 – A hundred-year-old man visits the Great Desert
It would not be wise for this woman to move in the second century. This is a legend in a cool cotton dress with tiny blue flowers.
Ito Kono Kinase, 106, could not resist adding an unusual touch in her days. She dared to wear the Dean baseball cap on the slim-fitting headband.
Inside, she seemed ready to let go of the cane so she could throw a quick ball. According to her family, she can. By the way, she was once a signpost that shot snakes on the veranda to keep her child safe.
“She tries everything,” says Joyce Iwamuro. “Anything.”
Between 1922 and 1941, Kinnes returned to Redmond with her two daughters and granddaughter to visit the city where she had lived for 18 years.
“It was the happiest time of my life,” says Kinsey.
A lifelong gardener, she still prefers desert rose as her favorite flower.
Two of the five children were born here. Here she built the first greenhouse in central Oregon. Here her daughter Tomiko (Jean Shiyoshi) was chosen as the most famous and intelligent girl at Redmond Union High School.
She raised chickens and turkeys as well as children and flowers, but her favorite animal was a trained guardian goat. Thinking about him makes her smile even after 55 years.
She treads on a small table so that I can reach her. “My boys and girls put her in a cart. She pulls them all together. ”
He remembers that he went out of town. He was over the roads, listen to the train station.
It was there that she picked up a blue ribbon of flowers and vegetables for the island’s show. That’s how the McCall family bought the vegetables.
A.D. When Tom Macle became governor in 1967, Kenneth and his family moved on.
During World War II, in 1942 they moved to an inner camp.
“It was very strange,” said Tomiko. We grew up in Redmond.
Tomiko and Joyce spoke in tears about giving, losing everything. Tomicom became her name “Jane.” Someone told Tomiko that she knew there were some good days in Redmond before the world changed.
“It was something we could not understand,” she said. We had to go with what the government wanted.
Kinase doesn’t care. She said that she was happy as long as everyone was together.
“I don’t even vote for FDR,” Kinsey said.
When she was forced to leave Redmond, Kinez was a refugee, pioneer, widow, and award-winning horticulturalist.
This may seem like a life-long list to some, but Jesse, or first-generation Japanese-American, was just beginning.
In Wyoming, at the Heart Mountain Disposal Camp, she added another bold badge to her collection when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. After radical mastectomy treatment, she did not give up, moved with her second husband to the United States, and briefly settled in Hawaii.
A second time her husband had died, but she was not ready to settle down. She skips rocks around the world.
Even during the holidays, Kinsey is still cutting everything from blankets to pot cleaners. Sitting quietly in her chair, a small smile lit up her face, Kinase could pass as weak and old.
Don’t be fooled by the traditional image Your family warns you. Kinase remains young, caring for his grandchildren. She sees silk with them, takes lessons, and a few years ago she went hunting for mushrooms on Mount Hud.
“I was riding a horse when I was a child,” says Kinsey. A sly smile flashes across his mouth. I was 90 years old.
Gardening remains her first love. Until the beginning of this year, Kenneth had been waiting for Joyce flowers in Hawaii. Weeds should be kept in check, but not to save her bones.
“She’s afraid of breaking plants, not her bones,” says Joyce.
Always ready to try something new, Kinsey returned to school in 1995. It was time to learn basket weaving.
Of course, she successfully completed her studies by taking home a beautiful and sturdy basket.
“She’s so quick to pick things up,” says Tomiko. The most amazing thing about her is all she does.
Ten years later, the Kinasse family seems to think it is a little less. When she wanted to see the high desert again, they made it fit.
Her daughters said she had visited all the known places once, and that she had stopped every flower so that she could light her trunk and leaves with her stick, and murmur against the flowers.
In her bag, Kinasse presents gifts in bright crane colors. As a blessing, she passes on hand-made pot cleaners.
Shaking, smiling, she held out her indestructible hand like rice paper. Gob itors and their friends will be given a soft hug and a gift.
Perhaps they are occasional blessings from Redmond.