MURDO Girl…the Chalet Motel

I don’t know if I believe this story, but Murdo Girl insists it’s true. Once again, she skipped around some, so it was difficult to name the Essay. I told her the title tells people what subject they will be reading about. She looked at me and said, “Can’t they just read it?” I also asked her to write one paper without mentioning Billy.


I hope when everyone reads this, they will tell the lady it’s true. I told her to just ask anyone who lives in Murdo, if she doesn’t believe me.

If all the motels in Murdo were empty, and they let all the residents have a bed, there would still be beds left over. That’s what someone in Mack’s Cafe told Mom.

I have a lot of time to write today, because my Mom is really mad at me. I was trying to help her out, so I got a big bucket of soapy water and a scrub brush, and started scrubbing the basement floor. I got the water a little too soapy, but that’s not what she’s the maddest about. Our basement is pretty big and there’s no carpet, so I was in for a good days work.

When I was almost done soaping up the biggest room, Mom came downstairs. She was so surprised, she could hardly talk…at first. Then she said, “MARY CONSTANCE FRANCIS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I was going to tell her that I was helping her out, but she just kept on talking. She told me she had just had Roni Poppe clean and wax the whole floor. I really thought she was going to cry, and Mom never crys. Roni didn’t act that mad when she came back over to help Mom get the soap off. I could tell they didn’t need me to help, so I’m up here writing for the lady.


You can’t see it very good, but we took this picture when Mom got back from

Charlene Bryan’s Beauty Shop

Mom always says that when Laura Hayden opens her trunk so she can haul stuff, it’s time for tourist season. She doesn’t close it again until fall when hunting season is over. She should get a pick-up.

Now, about our Motel.

When Dad had lots of jobs on the Indian Reservations, it was too far for the men to drive home every night, so he had a good idea. He decided he would build a place for the men to stay. He built two units to one building. When the job was done, the men would tear down the building and move it to some land we had on Highway 16. We just had two rooms at first, and we called them Lonesome Tilly. By that time, the men had built 2 more units to stay in, and we called them Lonesome George.

Mom already knew what to do, because we had been renting our basement to tourists when all the motels got full. It worked out good until the relatives wanted to come and visit us during the summertime. It cost us money, because they needed to sleep at our house and we couldn’t charge them like we could the tourists.

It’s been a few years now and we have 13 pretty nice rooms. We still don’t have an office, so Mom sits in unit #1 until all the other rooms are rented out. Then, when someone comes through the door we say, “We only have one room left, and this is it.”

When the business slows down, Mom gets tired of sitting there, but she doesn’t want to lose money. She had a good idea. She makes a paper sign that she tapes on the door of #1. It says: The rooms available are 6,7,and 8. This room (#1) can be rented last. If you care to stay, cross off the number of the room you take, and please put $12.00 in the desk drawer. The key is in there too. If you take the last room, please take the note down, and turn the light out on the sign. It’s on the pole.

There have been lots of times when we get there in the morning and all the rooms are rented, and the sign is turned off. The $12.00 is in the drawer too. The tourists never steal our towels either, because we don’t bleach them.

Dad wanted to name the motel Lonesome Tilly, but it has too many letters, and it would cost us too much for the sign.We named it The Chalet Motel.

Most of the motels in Murdo have televisions in the rooms, but we don’t. We don’t want to have to get a new sign when we get TV sets, so we had TV put on the sign. We put a television in one room so we wouldn’t be lying. If all the other customers complain, we just tell them Murdo only gets one channel, (which is true), and it is really fuzzy, (not exactly true). Dad said we should just tell the tourists that TV means Terrific View, (which we can’t do).

I wonder if I’ve been writing long enough for Mom to cool off. I was thinking about asking someone around here to play checkers with me, but when he says, “NO,” Mom won’t be  on my side.

Look what I found…Jimmy Judd, Walt Anderson, another guy, and Obie Brunskill. Someone probably knows the rest of them.



9 thoughts on “MURDO Girl…the Chalet Motel

  1. Anne (Davis) Franz March 30, 2016 / 9:14 pm

    Great story!

    Liked by 1 person

    • SeeYa Soon March 30, 2016 / 9:24 pm

      Thanks for your comment Anne…Andrea and Stephanie both worked there. We all did at some time or another.


  2. Marcy Brunskill Wolfe March 30, 2016 / 10:29 pm

    I’d love s copy of this pic.


  3. Julie Brunskill-Nelson March 30, 2016 / 11:13 pm

    Any guess on where that photo was taken? It remind me of Murdo Super Value where the frosty was years ago?!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Sheila Brunskill March 30, 2016 / 11:27 pm

    Left to right: Gregg Brunskill, troop leader; Tommy Olsen; Donny Nash; ?; Jimmy Judd, Walt Anderson; Terry Curnow (troop leader) Billy Frances; Obie Brunskill. In behind in cowboy hat– Paul Anderson, Walt’s father

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  5. lifelessons March 31, 2016 / 1:22 am

    Donnie Nash is third from the left. Aren’t Billy and Obie darling? Who is the tall guy behind Billy? I always heard that Murdo had a population of 700 and 2,000 tourist accommodations. That sounds very high to me, but makes for a good story.–A voice from your past, Judy Dykstra-Brown

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  6. Billy Francis April 1, 2016 / 5:28 am

    Don Nash and Terry Bird behind Jim Judd. We were waiting to take the bus to Pipestone MN for a camping trip. Mosquitos the size of birds!

    Liked by 1 person

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