Red Hullinger - The 2000 reunion tapes. Digitally remastered.
By Stan Wasilik
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Our Singing Cowboy Uncle Red often sang this song to his nephews and nieces.
I was born about 10,000 years ago,
There ain't nothin in this world that I don't know,
I saw Peter Pan and Moses dancin Ring around the Roses,
And I'll Whip the man who says it isn't so.
And then all the collected Nieces and Nephews gleefully and loudly would say, "It isn't so!!!"
And Red would glare at us in mock anger.
Which we loved.
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Another song that Neil Hullinger loved for Red to play when Audrey was present.
Oh I wouldn't take her to a dog fight,
or any other place I've ever been,
Oh I wouldn't take her to a dog fight,
Not even if she had a chance to win.
And Neil would gleefully watch Audrey, hoping for a response.
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Vivian Blue by Red Hullinger Sitting in the horse barn talking with Joe, Said he had a filly that could really go But to take her to the track would take a lot of dough Asked his wife and his wife said “No” Kids need shoes and Joe hates missing those meals So he devised a unique scheme That would fulfill a lot of people’s dreams Of getting in the sport of kings We all know as horse-racing Being a big shot Hanging round the trick Trying to get in the big picture So here’ what we did with this little mare He told Frenchie & & Barb to go sell shares We ended up finding quite a few Proud new owners of Vivian Blue ’27 of ‘em. High rollers Making two dollar show bets So we took her to the track and we gave her a start She acted like a horse with a racehorse heart. We all decided she could run some So it’s look out Omaha, here we come Going big time Churchill Downs Pimblico Well, we all know we won’t win every out And if we take up the rear we’re not going to pout When somebody wins, somebody loses With this many owners, there’s a lot of excuses Boxed in Comin’ on But never once outrun Here’s a little advice for Vivian Blue Just remember there’s a market for dogfood and glue And all you got to do for us all to have fun Is get out of the gate and stick your nose out and run Stay sound Eat your oats And don’t suck wind.
copyright Ellis "Red" Hullinger
Red could do two or three dead hang pullups with either arm. I have never seen another big man strong enough to do that.
Ellis "Red" Hullinger
Cowboy, Sailor, Guitar Player
Boxer, Jokester, Small Kid Roper
Shooter, Singer, Hot Rod Maker
Thanks for everything
Your Nieces and Nephews
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Ballad of the Wheatlands By Meribee Erickson
1. When first I leased a piece of land, Dad told me short and sweet, "Son, bet your roll on cards or dice--not on growin' wheat." But I was young and full of dreams. I paid his words no heed. I sowed my crop, and what a crop! Not even next year's seed.
First Chorus: Fields of wheat, lush and waving, greeny-gold of ripening wheat. Bringing dreams of bumper harvests for all a hungry world to eat. Golden dreams that sometimes end in winter storms or desert heat. Still the dreams of life go onward. Magic fields of growing wheat.
2. So year by year I planted wheat and played for bigger stakes. Sometimes I won, sometimes I lost, in farmin' that's the breaks. Now when I lost the loss was mine. Nobody claimed a share. But when I won they stood in line, with all of Main Street there.
3. I went in debt for big machines to break the prairie sod, And what I had belonged to me--me, and the bank, and God. I prized my independence then for that's the kind I am, Until I cut a partner in. I call him Uncle Sam.
4. Yet when it's April on the plains, with sun and gentle rain A fairer sight you'll never see--a good young stand of grain. Each year the miracle takes place before our mortal sight The earth grown young and green again--creation overnight!
Final Chorus:
Fields of wheat lush and waving, tender kernels in the head Days of harvest with the wheat smell clean and good as fresh-baked bread. And the chewy taste of wheat grains spilling forth in lavish streams There's gold in them thar fields, boys, gold to match your wildest dreams.
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M.E. "Red" Hullinger was born on May 29, 1927 to John F. and Pearl Harlan Hullinger at their farm home south of Vivian, SD. After graduation for Vivian High School in 1945, he spent five years with the U.S. Navy, serving on two destroyers - the USS Coolbaugh and the USS Goodrich.
Ellis served on boards for West Central Electric, Vivian Township, and Soil Conservation. He also was a member of the American Legion and Veterans of Foreign Wars. In non-official community roles, Ellis removed snow for the neighbors, chauffeured the sick and the elderly, and was a willing fix-it man.
A guitar player and country-western singer, Ellis sometimes performed with local dance combos but more frequently entertained at local affairs. He regularly visited shut-ins and often played and sang for then, as well.
He continued the country-western focus with his love of horses and roping. He broke broncs and trailed cattle. He twirled rope, usually for the entertainment of small children, whom he loved and who loved him.
Ellis died Tuesday, January 2, 2001, at his home in Vivian.
Ellis' surviving family includes his wife Audry of Vivian, and his children and their families, Colleen and Darrell Erlandson and sons Jerry and Jeff of Sioux Falls, SD, Ronda and Harold Gutsche and daughters Sherry and Kristi and sons Sam and Guy of Rozet, WY, Lyle and Marsha Hullinger and sons Brodie and Toby of Vivian, SD, Dan and Tenna Harvey of Kansas City, MO and Gene Harvey of Detroit, MI, brother Clifford Hullinger and wife Louise of Chicago, Il; sisters, Maribee Erikson of Waitsburg, WA, Margaret Rohde and Husband Ernie of Kennewick, WA, Carolyn Smith and husband Lorne of Waitsburg, WA, Doris Hulce and husband Bob of Waitsburg, WA, and Viginia Hullinger of Presho; sister-in-law Eunice Hullinger of Vivian and 24 nephews and nieces.
He was preceded in death by his parents, brother John (Jack) Hullinger, and brothers-in-law Everett Erikson and Garold McClanahan.