On Thursday, exactly 54 years after Don Soderlund first hunted ducks on Pelican Lake, he was remembered fondly in a Lutheran church in Albertville, just northwest of the Twin Cities.
This was at his funeral, and more than a few duck hunters attended to honor their friend and to recall a time in this state when waterfowl were so plentiful a man could define his life by their comings and goings and by everything that attended those passages: cold mornings; wet retrieving dogs; muddy waders.
Soderlund died Monday at age 72.
Born in Chicago, as a boy he moved to Minneapolis with his family. Other kids at the time might have aspired to be firefighters, doctors, accountants or truck drivers. Soderlund perhaps harbored similar ambitions. But ultimately his calling was ducks, whether hunting them (he shot drakes only), painting them (he was an accomplished wildlife artist and decoy painter), photographing them or, simply, talking about them.
Minnesota was different then. Flush with clean waters and plentiful grasslands, the state raised a lot of winged fowl and welcomed still more of these transient birds in spring and fall. Smitten by their abundance, record numbers of Minnesotans chased ducks, most of them recreationally but others, like Soderlund, passionately.
Soderlund's son, Don Soderlund III, lives in South Dakota, where he is a U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service enforcement officer at Sand Lake National Wildlife Refuge.
"One of my fondest memories as a kid occurred in winter when Dad invited his friends to our house with their hunting photos from the past season," the younger Soderlund said.
So intent was the elder Soderlund to live and relive his duck-hunting escapades that he recorded every game bird he shot dating to 1970. He also chronicled other pertinent data from his outings — information that, along with photographs, he bound in scrapbooks thick enough to stop bullets.