Clarence Krogman, 103, of White River, S.D., passed away Sunday, November 10, 2013, at the Winner Regional Long Term Care Facility. Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Thursday, November 14, at 10 a.m. at the White River Community Event Center. Burial will follow in the White River City Cemetery. There will be a visitation held on Wednesday, November 13, from 5-7 p.m. at the Sacred Heart Catholic Church in White River with a prayer service beginning at 7 p.m.
Clarence was born March 31, 1910, to Frank and Agnes “Macke” Krogman in Gregory County South Dakota.
He attended country school through the eighth grade in rural Mellette County. He wanted to go to high school, but his dad said that didn’t pay off, so he needed to stay home and work.
Clarence told many stories about his sheep herding days. An old covered wagon carried supplies, and meals were cooked over a fire built in a hole in the ground. Coffee was made in an old gallon can.
Once when Clarence and his brother were camped on He Dog Creek they trapped porcupines and kept them in an old root cellar. When they got hungry for meat they butchered one. Porcupine was also on their Thanksgiving menu shared with a neighbor who could not believe how good it was.
One September, Clarence and his brother took over 1,000 sheep up the river and stayed all winter. In March, when all the feed was gone, nearly two feet of snow fell and covered up the grass. Clarence and Bill hitched up the team to a V plow with iron runners and made a trail. They moved the sheep several miles, plowed out the snow so the sheep could get at the grass and made camp. They moved every spring to find feed for the livestock until 1936, when Clarence moved to his present home and he never moved again.
When he was 22, he was thrown from a horse he was breaking and suffered serious injuries to his ribs and back, that plagued him all his life. He always down-played his injuries by saying “I just got bucked off”.
In 1937, he met Helene McIver, the school marm at Ring Thunder school. They were married that same year and to this union, seven children were born.
For 25 years, Clarence transported his children to school, no matter what the weather, by whatever means possible: horseback, team and wagon, Model A and jeep.
He was a master storyteller, entertaining his family and friends with tales of his escapades. He enjoyed any trading, attending livestock auctions and visiting with everyone. In fact, he was flirting with the female personnel at the care center the week before he died.
He is survived by his children, Richard and Noreen Krogman, Raymalee and Dale McKee, Marilyn and Bob Kent, Doug and Naomi Krogman, Cliff and Elaine Krogman, Ellen and Bruce Martin, Blaine and Louann Krogman, twenty-eight grandchildren and a multitude of great grandchildren and great- great grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his wife, Helene, his parents, and 12 brothers and sisters.
He was involved in ranching with his three sons up until the last year of his life. We’re not sure what he’s up to now, but his driver’s license doesn’t expire until 2015, so heads up if you’re on the road!