My husband, Peter Hafen spent a good amount of time in the hospital after he retired. The first was for a quadruple heart by pass. The next was a shoulder surgery and then two times for colon cancer.
During those times we started his auto biography. I would write it all down in a notebook. He lived to the age of 87 and then passed away on June 11, 2025.
He was the son of Neil N. Hafen and Alice Peel Hafen. His older brother was Donald Hafen.
The first story he told me was about the first two days of kindergaarten. He Did Not want to go to
Kindergaarten. His mother would take him there and then he would beat her home. She would stop on her way home at his father's Conoco Station on First West and Main Street and then proceed home.
His mother was a good cook, a good housewife and a wonderful mother. No wonder he wanted to go home. H was a bit shy and that was the real problem. So he beat her home two days in a row. So after those two days, after he made friends there, he decided maybe kindergaarten wasn't too bad. In fact he made many new friends These friends were for a lifetime.
| Pauline Rasmussen Kindergaarten Teacher Pauline was like family. She was Family. I found out in later years she was part of the family |
Kindergarten was held in the basement of our Mt. Pleasant Library. Posted by Kathy Rigby Hafen
1. Arthur Candland, 2. Ted Poulsen, 3. Rex Christensen, 4. Mrs. Rasmussen, 5. Bruce Larsen, 6. Michael Porter, 7. David Ream.
I am somewhere in the picture. Probably in the above area where we played house. Do you remember our little cubes where we kept our blankets?
I am somewhere in the picture. Probably in the above area where we played house. Do you remember our little cubes where we kept our blankets?
I remember the sand pile where I accidentally flipped a shovel full of sand into Tyler Tuttle's face. (I don't see him here).
I remember Mrs. Rasmussen full of anger and would not believe it was an accident.
I remember Michael Porter always came to school wearing socks that matched his shirt. I was so envious.
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Those were the days when we brought a small blanket to school and we had our own little cubby hole to store it in. It was for our naptime. There was also a sandpile. I remember how Mrs. Rasmussen scolded me for flipping a shovel in Tyler's face. He was family, I was not. I did not do it on purpose.
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If you were an Eriksen, a Peel, a Nielsen, a Tuttle or a Hafen, You were related to everyone in town. My father was a Rigby, and so he told me I was related to everyone in Fairview.
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Grandmother Carrie Hafen
Carrie was a nurse for both Dr. Sundwall and Dr. Madsen. She was also the daughter of N.P. Neilsen.


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