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Greetings and Welcome to The 405 Coffee Break with O.K. Solberg
New episodes tend to air over the local KMMR radio station @ 5 minutes past 4PM each M-F. And have been doing so, nearly every week since Sept 2018.
I'm D.J. Rasmussen, O.K.s friend since junior high, possibly your neighbor & this websites maintainer, whom strives to get each episode's show notes written, the transcript proofed and the audio posted to the internet within a few hours of that days KMMR air time. NOTE: recently been publishing most new releases by 4:30PM.
Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoy the time we can spend together.
I want to again welcome you to The 405 Coffee Break. Guys, nice day. Get you a cup of coffee, glass iced tea, bottle of water. Let's see what's happening.
OK Solberg:Spring Wheat $6.36 a bushel, 550lb steer calf $5 to $5.15 a pound for fall delivery, and a 100lb lamb that is fat in Billings at $3.15 to $3.25 a pound. But guys there's more, much more.
OK Solberg:Okay. Bible verse right up front. Deuteronomy 32:7 You ever hear that one? Remember the days of old, consider the years of many generations. Ask your father and he will show you, your elders and they will tell you. That is our theme verse for The 405 because we all love looking back at history, especially local history.
OK Solberg:Now if you tuned in yesterday, you know I told about B.D. Phillips, the man for whom our county is named. Yesterday, I told you I'm using a book loaned to me by Dick Dale. Thank you very much, Dick.
OK Solberg:Now B.D.'s son, Walter Phillips, wrote this book in 1968. Walter was 75 years old at the time of his writing. And also understand, his father, B.D. Phillips, was born on 03/09/1857, exactly a hundred years before Orvin Solberg. Right?
OK Solberg:Yesterday, I told you about the race. Mr Phillips won in Butte and took away $10,000. That's a fact. But yesterday, sorry, I made a mistake. I got my numbers transposed. I said the race happened in the year 1878, one year after the railroad came through Siding 54, which became Malta.
OK Solberg:In 1878 in Butte, Montana. It's correct that the race took place in 1878, but it was incorrect in that the railroad came through Siding 54 in 1887, not in 1878. Too many sevens. Too many eights. Sorry about that. I've played too much cribbage. 7 and 8 for 15 is the same as 8 and 7 for 15.
OK Solberg:But but we know B.D. won $10,000 in a foot race, and that's a fact, and he got out of town with the money. Now to continue his story, shortly after winning the 10,000, and I quote, when at Fort Assiniboine, my father heard that there was a fast 100 yard man in the garrison.
OK Solberg:His interest was at once aroused and soon a match was arranged. Excitement over the event built up and the sports minded general who commanded the garrison offered his services to manage the race. As usual, considerable money was placed with a stakeholder including all the money my father had with him.
OK Solberg:Now it was customary at that time for contestants in athletic events to wear long tights and a short sleeve shirt. However, my father appeared in short trunks and running shoes just as the officer of the day, a young lieutenant, came by.
OK Solberg:The lieutenant ordered my father to dress in proper attire and continued on his rounds. When the lieutenant came by on his next round, the race still had not been run, and my father was still dressed in trunks. The lieutenant was greatly incest and threatened to throw my father in the guardhouse.
OK Solberg:At this point, the general interceded and said, lieutenant, you will attend to your duties and I will attend to this foot race. All details now being arranged, the starting pistol sounded, and my father at once got into the lead and got so far ahead that the other soldiers stopped without finishing.
OK Solberg:The general was infuriated and said to the soldier, I don't blame you for losing, but I should put you in the guardhouse for quitting. My father next proposed a shooting match to give the soldiers a chance to win back their money. This offer was quickly taken up, and the soldiers picked a man to represent them. The arrangement was to place a pint sized can as a target on top of a 5 gallon can at 200 yards. My father asked for a range finding shot which was granted.
OK Solberg:He fired and the small can fell off. He exclaimed, I hit it. However, upon examination, the big can was hit in an upper corner which shook the small can causing it to fall. My father had deliberately fired at this point to indicate that it wasn't an especially good shot and thus encourage more betting. The next shots were for the bunny.
OK Solberg:My father hit the small can and the soldier missed. At that time, my father was without doubt one of the best rifle shots in the West. This came both from his natural ability and a tremendous amount of practice. He said he never bought ammunition by the box, but always by the case. End of quote, end of the telling for today.
OK Solberg:So guys, we just heard about B.D. Phillips, the man for whom our county is named. Now I'll share more as the days go by. Again, thank you very much, Dick. This is like a treasure. Now there is so much more to this man than running and shooting, but I share them 1st because those two events helped him earn capital to secure livestock and land.
OK Solberg:So until next time, go Buckshot. As you go out there, remember now, don't be bitter.