ALICE'S ATTIC: Pederson's sharp mind, personality greatly missed
February 04. 2014 1:48PM
It has been a year since Harvey Pederson passed away on Feb. 2.
I miss him. All the places we would normally see him, we miss him. We miss him at our museum board meetings, where Harvey could answer our questions.
I don't know how he remembered so much information, but, he could tell you everything about Dell Rapids; the "old times," and the "old timers." He would tell you every little detail – just be sure you had extra time on your hands!
Harvey was a man of many talents. He and his brothers, Telmer and Elwood started Pederson Pump and Windmill Service in 1929. After Telmer was married and Elwood had joined the Army, Harvey operated the business on his own until 1942.
Harvey joined the Navy in 1943 and served until 1946. When he returned to Dell Rapids, he married Evelyn Olson. He restarted Pederson Pump and Windmill service until 1960 when he became employed with the gas company.
Later, I joined the company and stayed on for 13 years. I learned a lot, not just about being a secretary and cashier, but, worldly things from none other than Harvey.
We would often go next door to Oscar Emly's bakery and buy the best, fresh rolls that were ever baked. We would enjoy them while catching up on the town gossip before we would get serious with our work for the day.
We had a good crew working at Minnegasco. Great Christmas parties that were held in various locations; and fun times for Dell Rapids Crazy days when we would dress up in silly clothes and grill hot dogs for the public.
When Harvey retired, he contributed numerous hours to community service, many of them included working on various projects in the Dell Rapids Museum.
Harvey was very proud of his two sons, Gary and Grant. They enjoyed a fun life with their father, especially the fishing and hunting trips together. Harvey would start to tell me one of their stories, but, wouldn't get it finished when it was closing time, so, when he came in the back door the next morning, I could hear him already reciting it!
One of the best stories that son Gary remembers is when he went along goose hunting with his dad and Dr. Fisk. Harvey was trying to sneak up on a wounded goose that was hiding behind a small bale – there was also a skunk heading for the same bale. Harvey didn't notice that the goose had moved behind a different bale. When Harvey raised up to shoot, so did the skunk. Neither missed, and Harvey rode home on top of the car.
Well, it is almost five o'clock and I am patiently waiting for Harvey to bring the "charts" soon, so I can get them sealed in the envelopes and take them to the post office before it closes.
"Come on, Harvey."
Thanks for the memories.