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18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 26-Extra 27 28 29 30 Frank Osgard ~~ Carmichael Cougars Fight Song ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/1/98 19 Bombers wrote today: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This "Alumni Sandstorm" is a joint effort by: Chief Jo Warrior-Bomber, Gary Behymer (64) and Carmichael Cougar-Bomber, Maren Smyth (64) E-mail stuff to either of us and we will e-mail it to online Bomber Alums. Gary collects e-mail and also gets posts from more than one Bomber 'guest book'. I copy/paste, spell check (if I remember), and send. Bomber cheers, Maren Smyth (class of '64) ===================================== >>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68) I was born and raised and lived for 27 yrs. in Richland, WA and went to local schools. My name is Patricia (Patty) Eckert Weyers, A Bomber, Class of '68. Attended Jason Lee Elementary for one year and then; Christ The King Catholic School (grades 1-8) Chief Joseph Jr. High School for 9th grade; Columbia High School 10, 11th and 12th Would like to update on the list to include me. I married fellow '68 Bomber classmate in 1969, Nick Koontz and we had two daughters and were happily married for five years. Still today remain the best of friends even though we divorced. My married name is Weyers. Lived on Van Giesen Street for my entire childhood. Have not ever gone to any of the reunions, was never notified with any information. Love this idea of this web site and all this valuable information!! Now work for the Gov't with the Forest Service Branch as does my husband, Jim, in Plains, Montana. Could you let me know now what I will need to fill out, or is this enough. My picture was in the annual. Thank you for all your time! Maren Smyth, thank you for all the updating. I do not recall knowing those names at CK, but most likely my brother, Don, or my sister, Mari (Leona), were just ahead of me and might remember. Also after me came Jeanne and Christian . Before Don were Rita & Bob (Robert). So there is a chance one of them went while some were also there. It's so great to be able to connect once again. Thank you for all your time. Gary Behymer thinks he also went to Chief Jo with Don, which is also possible. You guys are great for all this time involved with establishing these sites. Much thanks. Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68) ================================ >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) Definitely keep me on your list! And I'm still working on cutting and pasting and all that good stuff so that I can send you the list of 1951 seniors. If not, there's always "snail mail"! Couldn't believe the Spudnut Shop picture on the web page! Sportlets [next door] was my very first job. I was a junior and just loved that place. Then, when they folded, I migrated next door to the Spudnut Shop. Jerry Bell and Barlow Ghirardo were great bosses. Jerry married one of my classmates, Laurel Merkely. Pop Ghirardo was still alive then and it was a great "family" place, as it still seems to be. Just a quick note, Maren, to tell you I definitely am related to Don and Mari. I'm the oldest of TEN! Don and Mari are numbers six and seven! Joan Eckert Sullens (51) ================================ >>From: Steve Carson (58) Really enjoy the memories Richland was a pretty special place and the high school years are some of my best memories; Championship Basketball, the annual trip to Seattle for the tournament, working through the pea harvest in Milton Freewater, then the wheat and finishing up the summer loading boxcars with potato sacks just before football started. The Sandmen Quartet, our first rock band the Phaetons, study hall in the auditorium. CAP Cadets, Teen Time on the new Kennewick TV station. My parents still live in Richland and we are looking forward to the Reunion. Thanks for this message board. -Steve Carson 58 ================================== >>From: Don Panther (62) Someone asked about "Tiger" Gentle? Assuming you're referring to Calvin Gentle the algebra and trig teacher... When I moved back to Richland in '81 and went to work at Hanford, Calvin was working at N- Reactor as a tech editor. I had an opportunity to talk to him and asked why he quit teaching. He related some of the awful pranks (some were kind o' vicious) kids played on him - and his family - and he couldn't take it anymore. His name is an apt description of his personality - a quiet, gentle, man. He also taught calculus at CBC night school, with the same results many of us experienced in algebra and trig in high school. If you got it.. GREAT! If you didn't, you were lost-lost-lost! His famous quote to my brother, Steve Panther, when he was having trouble doing a "board" problem; "You should be able to recognize a polynomial by now." I see Morely Paul (English teacher) around town periodically, usually at the post office, engaging the clerks behind the counter in conversations that they can't get out of! Remember... The soap box derby races down Carmichael hill? Fishing in Juvenile Pond below Carmichael? Learning to swim at Howard Chitty's pool? (He now has a marina up at Chehalis); The monkey that "Muscles" folks kept at their house (prefab off of Duportail)? Art Dawald's Government class, his whistling like a bird and pointing at the board behind him with the pointer as he went through his lesson? ("all right kiddies. We're going to have a little quizzy now.") Mr. Anderson in study hall? (Planting his feet firmly in a wide stance, clipboard clutched in his left hand against his belt buckle, he'd make this daily pronouncement: "I'll take the hall passes now."); Many fond memories! Richland was a great place to grow up. -Don Panther (62) =================================== >>From: Betty Neal Brinkman Hi Maren! Thanks for the wonderful job you and Gary are doing. It is great being reconnected with so many Richlanders again. People have been mentioning Kippy Brinkman. Since she isn't connected to the Internet I thought I would tell those interested about her. She left Washington and moved to Las Vegas where where was the sole entertainment for the "Dome of the Sea" restaurant in the Dunes Hotel. For 15 yrs. she played her harp on a little boat that went up and back thru the restaurant. In '79 she married Gary Scott who is also a musician. They left Vegas, bought a sailboat and sailed around the world for a year. They finally settled in San Diego where both are involved with their music. She has quite a wedding music business and also plays for Breakfast at Tiffanys, as well as many special events that come to town. Gary has his own jazz quartet and he books bands for big names who come to town. They spend the month of Sept. each year in Europe playing clubs. They live on their 60 ft. boat in the Sheraton Hotel Marina where Gary is dockmaste. We just spent a lovely week with them last month. She gets to Richland two or three times a year as her parents still live on Jadwin. Hope this clears up a few misconceptions that have been mentioned online. She never sang with Sharon Tate. In fact, I don't think Sharon sang. Can't remember who someone said she dated, but to my knowledge she never dated the fellow. Anyway, she is happy, healthy and living the type of life she envisioned. I've enjoyed being her sister-in-law! Bomber Cheer, Betty Neal Brinkman, '62 ========================================== >>From: Gregor Hanson (65) Re: Bomber Basketball Days of Glory Several people have posted their memories of the construction tunnel to gain entry to the current "upper" gym (boy's gym at that time) for Bomber basketball games while the new "lower" Dawald gym was being built. You actually got in line right after school and queued up for 2 to 3 hours in this narrow ply board walled hallway that led to the student entrance. This older gym was indeed the site of the winning free throws Dave Simpson made to defeat Kennewick that Rod Brewer mentioned from an earlier post, and the money Simpson received from his dad on the floor in the aftermath was a true story!! Here's an item on Bomber basketball in the season of 63-64. This came from our senior class day assembly and was written in 1965. Where else but in Richland would Bomber basketball fans, parents, businesses, boosters, etc. buy $25 to $100 Booster Bonds to finance the construction of a bigger gymnasium and bleachers to seat 5,000 people for basketball! ODE TO BOMBER BASKETBALL AND DAWALD GYM On the twentieth of April in '62 Construction began, man they're still not through. As an entrance to the gym they created a tunnel But so narrow and tight that it seemed like a funnel. When basketball started it caused quite a mess, But more fans kept coming and not any less. Kids started arriving at a quarter to four, But were pushed to the rear when they heard the loud roar. "Seniors, then juniors, and sophomores last" But little Steve Upson managed to sneak past. With cow bells and air horns and all the confetti, This was Bomber basketball and you had to be ready! The time rolled on and at ten minutes to five, It seemed as if we were barely alive. When checking the mass of the bodies ahead, There were three chubby juniors who were practically dead. And soon into the tunnel came Mr. James Nash, Getting rid of those seniors who were already smashed. But with those fellows leaving there still seemed no fewer, As kids jammed even tighter to see the play of Bones Brewer. The clock had moved up to a quarter of six, When we pulled out our snack of those fruit flavored Trix. Six hours since lunch and no dinner either, Every kid in the tunnel was runnin' a fever. An elbow in the kidney, and a fist in the nose, We went through alot to get those bottom two rows. Just to get a seat, really where it didn't matter, Even beside the band, or next to the Pep Club's chatter. And inside awaited all of the action and thrills, Of Flyin' Brian Johnson warmin' up in the lay in drills! It was now six o'clock and they opened the door, Here was a time when we shoved even more. There were Anderson and Unruh ready with their punches, Checking sacks of confetti we said were our lunches. With the seniors and juniors packed safely inside, We poor little sophomores got our eyes opened wide. We were now at the door at just six twenty one, Just to get our cards punched and then in for the fun. But alas with our bruises and badly skinned knees, We dumb little punks forgot our ASB's!! Another good memory of school at RHS is Study Hall in the old auditorium. At the beginning of the hour, as soon as Mr. Anderson announced "I'll take the Hall passes", a tennis ball would come flying out of nowhere, pennies could be heard clanging the floors, and bottle caps would come zipping by your ear!! Not as much excitement when Study Hall was moved to the more confined quarters of the cafeteria the next year!! Regards - Gregor Hanson '65 ===================================== >>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63) Not sure if this has been mentioned before, but does anyone remember being quarantined? The Public Nurse would come to your house, and if you had the measles, mumps, or chicken pox, etc. she would post a "Quarantined" sign on your door or window? Remember the Library's "Summer Reading Program" where they had a different theme each summer, and you had to read 10 books, about different categories, and then write a book report on it. The last book you had to read was about a handicraft, and you had to make something to display at the end of the "Program" party? I still have some of my booklets and reports; from the Safari, and Treasure Themes. Anyone remember Tomy, The "Atomic Clown" and his sidekick "Floppy" at the Atomic Frontier Days parades, Uncle Jimmy, & Mr. Music Man, from "Uncle Jimmy's Birthday Club", or Bert Wells from the "Buckaroo's." Hughes Apparels clothing store in the Uptown where Shields now is. Not sure when it closed down. Remember how frightening it was to be sitting in grade school when a lady would come to the class, and read off a bunch of names, and it was the "dreaded list" of those who had to go to the nurse's office for a shot. Some kids would start crying before they even got in line. Lamont DeJong (63) said he used to run up to be first in line, so he could get his over with. He was the brave one, a little smarter than I, as I would get in the back of the line, putting it off as long as I could, and then I would have to watch other classmates, crying, fainting, etc. It was pure torture. Thanks Maren, and Gary for all the work you do to bring us old memories; this is such fun, and to Jim Hamilton (63) for starting it all by sparking our memories by mentioning the DDT truck. =========================================== >>From: Rich Baker (58) Maren, I had Mrs. Johnson for Algebra also. She lived on a corner across from Uptown. I think she had a daughter in the class of '56 or '57. If you get any responses, I would sure appreciate an update. Best Regards, Rich Baker '58 ====================================== >>From: Larry Reid (68) I Talked with Jerry Collins Sandberg (68) yesterday and she said Mary Jane Cross died of a kidney failure. I'm not entirely sure of the circumstances leading up to the kidney failure but that was the cause of her death. We are all certainly lucky when we have are health. The older I get the more I realize that. My middle son was in a wreck this morning. He fell asleep while heading to work in Kennewick on I-82. He had spent the week at the fair (showed a pig for FFA) plus had two a day football practices and was pretty exhausted. He was in a '94 Honda civic and hit the guard rail just past the Dallas Rd. exit, went spinning around and ended up in the median. Fortunately he was wearing his seat belt and the car didn't roll! He had no injuries, however the car is probably a total loss. Cars are easy to replace; lives are not. It is always a parent's worse nightmare to hear that your kid has been in an accident, not knowing what to expect until you get there. I remember George Rodriquez. I didn't know Dave (Taco). I know Dave Mars (Odom) who you may know. How do I get to the Bombers home page? I would like to visit but I haven't had much success searching. Does anyone know if John Tate was related to Sharon Tate. He lived off Cottonwood or Birch in a Ranch house but moved away in '63 or '64 I think. He would have graduated in '68. Larry Reid (68) ==================================== >>From: Mike Swallow (69) Anybody remember the little drive-in at the bottom of the hill from Sacajawea grade school, just past the graveyard? Dog-N-Suds. I still have one of their root beer mugs as part of my office decor. Mike Swallow (69) ============================================== >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Help! I thought the Dog and Suds was in pasco after coming across the old bridge from Kennewick? Gary B ================================== >>From: MLou (Mary Lou) Williams (60) Hi Barbara Brackenbush! I graduated with Rita Brackenbush in 1960. Here's the song as I remember it and I still sing when I cross the river from Hermiston, Oregon, to my Mom's home in Richland. Oh we love our fair Columbia As we see it in our dreams Looking o'er the infant city to its namesake's royal stream. As its mighty tide, resistless, surges onward to the sea, so may our own Columbia's course forever onward be. And as the years go by We'll sing its praises high remembering once again her pride and fame And though we may depart a corner of each heart we'll cherish ever more the hallowed name of Columbia, Fair Columbia Where we learned of loyalty And we shall not forget that lesson Through eternity. By the way, I think I remember Barbara Stanfield coming up with the motto for the class of 1960 - "forward ever, backward never -- the future lies within ourselves." I still love it! These are totally based on recall only, but I'll try to dig our my annuals and see how badly I've distorted them. I was one of the "special fast learner" nerds and we were pretty much isolated in our classes together throughout grades 9-12. But I kept the yearbooks anyway, because thanks to Francis Coelho, the art director, the books were literally works of art. He was too far ahead of his time, and was fired from teaching art at CBC because he compared art to birth in one of his classes and some older "lady" students objected to us sheltered young students hearing about such a tainted subject as birth! Little did they know we sneaked into the Highland Drive Inn in the trunk of a buick in high school, to see a live, black and white version of an actual birth! We could get out of the trunk by removing the back seat, so no one but the cars next to us would even know. It just looked like a rocking car in the drive in, and there were plenty of those anyway! MLou (Mary Lou) Williams (60) ======================================= >>From: Eva Clark Perry (49) Hi Gary, It is hard to believe that we lived at 1319 Haines until '91 and had no idea of all the people around us. Her name may be Zellma but I always thot it Zelda. Anyway Agnes (McVicker) Gibbons still lives at 1228 Gowen, she has had a stroke but still can communicate with people. I am still wearing clothes that she gave me, and have a lot on hand myself, and my, oh my, as I think about it, sure 'nuff is a day or two ago. Did you, remember, Davie, Larry or Carolyn Clark, or Kathy??? You must have been more in their age bracket. Thank you for responding, and the great job you and Maren are doing. Love and Prayers. -Eva Clark Perry (49) ===================================== >>From: Jerry Parker (57) I used to live in Richland from 1943-1980 and spent my youth there. I did not graduate but if I had it would have been the class of '57. All my brothers and sisters still live in the Tri-Cities and all but 1 attended Col Hi. I loved the pics on your page, they brought back a lot of memories. I am putting your address in my favorites group. -Jerry Parker (57) ==================================== >>From: Patricia "Patty" de la Bretonne (65) This as a kick! This is Patricia de la Bretonne(Patty). I graduated 1965. My sister Irene Hays sent me a bunch of the mail and I spent an hour just reading it. Thanks for getting this started. Does every Col Hi graduate or attendee feel that somehow she/he is special? We were part of an experiment and those of us who still have our thyroids are the lucky ones. I guess. Enough of that. Erin Owens, where are you? I will never forget when you moved in next door and all our young years of friendship. I am living in Seattle, running an Espresso Bar (What else?) and am also a potter and ceramicist. I like to throw pots but also am currently on a hand building binge. I have a 16 yr old son and am married to a (former) producer/sound designer who just changed careers and is now working for Bogle and Gates. Finally got my BA in 1991 in counseling and am only using it at the bar. Attempting to be a positive force in the Universe. Baristas are the bartenders of the 90s. How about Kay Newton? Remember digging and building fires at the old bus lot when the end of Wilson and McPherson was the edge of town at that spot -- with neighborhood kids as a grade schooler. I remember walking to the Spudnut in junior hi, sometimes before school with Julie to meet Robin and Chris maybe?? I was young but remember Jim Russell and friend at my Dad's shop. Linda Montgomery are you out there? I want to receive this Bomber stuff. Thanks. -Patty ====================================== >>From: Gin Brouns Harrison (76) Greetings from Albany, New York Greetings, '76 Bomber fans. I recall that someone was collecting email addresses at the 1976-ers 20-year class reunion, but haven't heard anything since then. I'd love to be able to keep in touch with friends via the internet. This web site is a great idea. Thanks to those who initiated it. In case anyone is interested, I'm a technology project manager and instructional designer with Delmar Publishers, a division of Thomson Publishing. I'd like to hear some more updates on who's doing what these days. -Gin Brouns Harrison (76) =================================== >>From: Dave Dickson (72) Hi: I'm Dave Dickson class of 72. I've been out of touch with most everybody since I've left high school. I have a twin brother (Howard) who lives in the same town as I, and we are both interested in finding as many class mates as we can. If any one knows of any from the class of 72 please let me know. Thanks -Dave Dickson (72) ======================================== [Dave -- Check the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site for "Decade of the 70's" to find e-mail addresses for fellow classmates --Maren] ==================================== >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) I have so many memories of growing up in this town. Our family has been in this area for a long time. Our grandma graduated from Pasco High in 1923. Our grandpa Richardson's family homesteaded in Kennewick in the early 1900's. I was actually born in D.C., but our Dad was sent out here 1953, with A.E.C. He was a courier and was away much of the time we were growing up. His job was very hush-hush and we were never allowed to know when he was leaving, where he was, or when he'd be back. Or what he was doing, for that matter. Sometimes he'd be gone a couple of days, sometimes a week or two. It wasn't until later in life I found out he had been delivering plutonium to other sites in the United States. For that, he always rode on a "special train" dubbed "The Black Widow". Other times, he would deliver top secret papers, for that he'd fly. He'd have an attache' case handcuffed to his wrist and was not allowed to sleep until they were delivered. He always carried a gun in a shoulder holster while on the road, and was an expert shot. All I knew, growing up, was that my dad was very important and very special. I remember in Mrs. Brinkmans 5th grade class at Lewis and Clark, the first day of school, we all had to stand up one by one and tell who our fathers worked for. I remember being so proud, because everyone else's dad worked for G.E. and mine was the only one who worked for AEC. Since everyone worked for the government I used to wonder "who ran the gas stations, who ran the grocery stores?" The last names of other men who were couriers with my dad were: House, Simmons, Tubbs, Freeman, Votendahl, Delsing, Misch, Stoner, Hodges, Dean, Hess, Drake and Comerford. You may recognize some of those names, from kids we went to school with. (Frank Misch was Mike Manor's (class of '68) Stepdad. They worked out of the Richland airport, in little quonset huts (I think one is still there) and later, out of the Federal Building. Daddy died Christmas morning, 5-1/2 years ago, after having open heart surgery. We really miss him. My mom still lives on Benham (we lived in 3 different "A" houses on that street). My sisters still live in Richland, as do all of our children, except Betsy's son Jeff, who just joined the Marines and Karen's son Kevin, who is attending WSU. My sister, Kathy, married Lefty Roohr --aka Bob Loper (60). Some memories I have of Richland and school days are: Mrs. Brinkman teaching us to dance to Glowworm on rainy days in the gym and her stories about Kippy. Once in awhile she'd throw in a story about Sandy or George, but mostly it was Kippy. Did anyone else use to get Happy Birthday calls from the birthday lady? Like everyone else we used to play outside on those endless summer nights. Team Tag was fun, with the Allen and Gary Clarkson (Allen died several years ago in a car accident) and Cindy and Carol Hanneman. The ferry from North Richland to Pasco. School hot lunches, which I rarely got. Chili and cinnamon rolls, turkey or hamburger gravy over mashed potatoes, those little paper straws for your milk, that collapsed after a few sips. How about the shots we used to have to get in grade school. And the smallpox vaccinations. We all still have the scars!! I remember going to the Community House to get our polio vaccine... you could get it in a sugar cube, or liquid. I remember the crab feeds they used to have at the Community House, too. Mr. Davis, the p.e. teacher at Lewis and Clark. How about the p.e. uniforms in jr. high? I remember getting in trouble along with Linda Meeks and Connie Pattison in 7th grade in Mrs. Roy's class and we got sent to the office in our "monkey suits". We were laughing so hard! The drive-ins were a big thing for me, the Highland Drive-in, Skyline, Rivervue, Island View, Starlight (wasn't that one in West Richland?) I know there was one or two more. Gallenkamp Shoes in the Uptown Shakey's Pizza in Pasco The Hertz Motel...I think everyone had a Hertz in their class.... anyone know where any of them are? Last I knew, they had moved to Spokane. I'd love to get in touch with Loretta. The summer the Army invaded Richland, with their "War Games". They camped in Columbia Park. Now, as I recall people were asked to let them into their homes, to hide them during the games, but my mother wouldn't allow it, "because I have 4 daughters in this house"! I can still hear those words ringing in my ears. We were SO disappointed! The dances.... CYO, Roller Rink, Richland Teen Action etc... My favorite DJ, J.Paul Damon The water towers, they were wooden and were painted like big bumble bees. The coal being dumped into the coal bins. We'd run outside after they were done and pick up the little pieces of coal that had dropped on the ground. Of course I have many other memories, but this has gotten long. -Susy Rathjen Whitney 71 ================================= >>From: Doris Van Reenen Dollarhide (61) Sharon Tate was crowned Miss Richland August 6, 1959 when she was 16. She was also named Autorama Queen earlier that year. I still have the newspaper clipping and pictures my dad took that night. Sharon had borrowed a gown from me that my aunt had sent and she wore it that night and of course looked great. I remember a bunch of us girls went down early to visit with her and see her crowned. She was a really a nice gal and had a great sense of humor, a practical joker at slumber parties. Kippy Brinkman to my knowledge left Las vegas some time ago and lives in San Diego and in talking to another friend of ours the other night she saw Kippy just awhile back and confirmed she is still in San Diego and looking great as usual. -Doris Van Reenen Dollarhide (61) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/2/98 26 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Maren Smyth (64) A note for some who may not realize this: When I type "mailto:" just before an e-mail address and if I do it right and there are NO SPACES anywhere, the e-mail address will show up blue/underlined. When you see that, you can click on the blue/underlined part and a "new message" will pop onto your screen already addressed to the person!!! Some of you MAY have noticed that '' in the text of what you sent in and you KNOW you didn't type it that way.... that's cuz I added it for you!! -Maren Smyth (64) ===================================== >>From Gary Behymer (64) Searching for Sharon Phillips who attended Sacajawea Grade School up thru her junior year at Col-Hi. She would have graduated with the class of 1964 and would be approximately 52 years of age. If you have any information regarding her whereabouts, please contact -Gary Behymer (64) =================================== >>From: Patty Crawley (74) This is great. Did not realize I could miss dust storms, chasing mosquito trucks and Mr. Clayton's health class... I'm sure a cruise through the annual will bring back stories, more later. Please add my name your list. My original name is Crawley... I was a Schleitweiler for 12 years, but that's a name you just don't want to carry around with you if you're no longer in the family. My brothers are Chuck and Mike, we went the same educational route as yourself, Christ the King (which probably merits it's own web site on Sister Martin Mary stories alone), Carmichael and Col Hi. It's brought a smile to my face reliving events such as whole body counters and Zip's cherry cokes. Thanks Patty Crawley (74) ==================================== >>From: Paula Vinther Case (69) Hi Gary and Janis, Yes, I'm a Richland Bomber - class of '69. I grew up on Birch Ave.( my parents are still there) and went to Marcus Whitman and Carmichael. I married a Pasco Bulldog (Paul Case - class of '67) and have lived in Pasco for the last 22 years. We have two boys - one is a junior at PHS and the other is a sophomore at Whitworth College in Spokane. A friend told me about your Alumni Sandstorm and sent me some excerpts from it. It's great!! Please add me to the list. Thanks to you and Maren for all your work. Paula ================================== >>From: L. Alan McMurtry "Miss Washington, Kippy Brinkman of Richland, was named Most Talented Musician. She is a harpist. " Found the above in the Miss America Archives 1966 [URL deleted for this e-mail -- you can find it on the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site. E-mail me if you need the URL for the Links site --Maren] =================================== >>From: Dale Byrom (51) Hi Maren.. I said once that I wouldn't leave without saying bye, so.. today [9/1] is my last day on *Prodigy.. maybe one day I will update this antique equipment and drop in again.. till then, thanks for all the notes and updates on all the exes.. I didn't know any of them until today.. Joan Eckert Sullens... the first person I met when we moved to Richland back in the middle ages.. at Sacajawea in the sixth grade.. (to the best of my foggy memory).. she probably wont remember me but tell her Hello.. and if anyone asks, I live in Roswell, NM.. (with all the aliens) *g*.. (OH! I did want to tell you that I have visited the Trinity Site here in NM.. where the first bomb was tested.. and being from Richland where the plutonium came from that was used, it was quite interesting).. well Thanks again, Maren , for being so nice and keeping everyone informed.. Dale Byrom ================================= >>From: Erin Owens Hyer 66 Help! Somehow the Sandstorm is all I am getting. (As if that's not enough!) Loving every minute but don't know how to find the web site. I am looking for class lists, etc. Can you send it to me? Thanks. Loved seeing mail from Patty de la Bretonne. I e- mailed someone who mentioned your sister Irene. Then Irene joined the pool. So I was really excited to see you jump in, too. So many memories of playing dolls in the morning and Davey Crocket in the afternoon. Will be in touch. One of my favorite teachers I haven't seen mentioned was Mrs. Helen Burns. She was my PE teacher. I took every PE class I could. I ended up majoring in PE at WSU. I always wanted to grow up and be just like her. When I realized that wasn't how it worked, I gave up PE. She is now Helen Nash and that name may change soon. We have become good friends. She still lives in Richland. She worked at ColHi, Hanford and WSU Richland campus. Her daughter Kathy lives in Richland. I forget where her son Randy is but he is doing well. I remember living on the "edge" of town and attending Jason Lee. They found baby rattlers on the play ground one day and showed them around school so we would know what to look out for. In junior hi, my folks had a house built across from Jason Lee in the fields where I used to love the play. Such is progress. Thanks again for this fun time. -Erin Owens Hyer (66) ================================== >>From: Tamara Lyons Zirians (76) I'm a Bomber! Please add me to your email list. By the way, did you know either of my older sisters, Paula Jill Lyons (64) or Debbie Lyons (65)? ============================= >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65) Kippy Brinkman was a very successful lounge musician in Las Vegas until her retirement. She played the harp. She and her husband sailed along the Pacific Coast of the Americas one year for fun. She was my idol when I was a little girl. She ran for Miss Washington twice. When she did get to the Miss America Pageant, she won some money for her musical talent. What a pretty woman. ==================================== >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) Gary, Just found all of you a couple of days ago. I did sign in and left a message which was put on the web site. However, I've read all the memories and wanted to leave one but somewhere along the way I missed the instructions on how to add my own memories. We moved to Richland in 1945 so I have lots of memories. Please let me know what I need to do in order to share some of my memories (all of them would take too many pages). Thanks for your help. Marguerite Groff Tompkins (class of '54) ============================== >>From: Marilyn Groff Taylor (63) Hi Maren, This note is from Marilyn (Groff) Taylor class of 1963. I am going on vacation starting Sept.2, will be back Sept. 14. I think it would be best not to email any Sandstorms while I'm away. Don't want to over load anything. Thanks so much for the memories. Marilyn ================================== [Marilyn -- OK. Let me know when you get back and I'll put you back on the Sandstorm list. ---Maren] =================================== >>From: Sue Warren Warren (63) Just checked out the Bomber site for the first time and I love it One correction in the class of '59 list of classmates: Sandy Warren's married name is Armstrong. Also someone was looking for Kenny Gruver -- last that I heard is was in Calif but you can contact his brother Perry Gruver -- lives in West Richland. E-mail me and I will give you his phone # and Address if you like. I have loved reading all of the memories from times gone by and its wonderful to stroll down memory lane. Keep up all of the good work and keep the memories coming -Sue Warren Warren (63) ================================= >>From: Jean Eckert Imholte (72) Heard via my sister that you can E-mail some sort of alumni publication (Sandstorm?). I graduated in l972 and my name is Jean Eckert (now Imholte). Could you please forward info to me at [deleted for privacy]. Thanks - this should be fun! ================================== >>From: Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68) Re: Our Eckert Clan List: Hi Maren Smyth; (Love that spelling of your last name!) We are a family of ten children. There are six of us on E-Mailing to one another. the rest we see several times a year at family gatherings. To date, we are all alive and healthy as are our parents, married 66 years on October 15th, 1998. Vada and Andy Eckert of Richland. The children: (and their graduation year) Bomber's: Joan Elaine Eckert ('52) Andrew Eckert Jr. (went into the military and finished school) Virginia (Jinnie) Kay Eckert ('58) Robert (Bob) L. Eckert ('60) Rita Annette Eckert ('61) Donald (Don) W. Eckert ('64) Leona (Mari) M. Eckert ('65 - finished school in CA) Patricia (Patty) Sue Eckert ('68) Jeanne Marie Eckert ('72) Christian James Eckert ('80 or '81) called Richland High then Hopefully I got these yrs. correct on their classes! If not, I am within a year of being right. Wondered when the name changed over from Col Hi to Richland High ???? Cannot believe I just missed my 30 year reunion!!! Oh well. This, in a way, is much better by far in my own home. Thanks, just thought I'd give you the list. I have so many inquiring if I have this or that brother or sister, so here's the list. As to the name changing, was that just a certain class decided they were going to drop the mushroom - bomb - stuff and become more modern and changed the name??? Do you know? Like to hear that story if you know. Thanks Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68) ====================================== [Patty -- I understand that 1982 was the last year it was called Col Hi. --Maren] ==================================== >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) I'm trying desperately to remember who contacted me for our last reunion. Dorreen Hallenbeck was one, but I believe she has moved from the area. Bill Wilkins is still there and is usually on top of all the goings on. I'll try to find out when I'm up there which will be the weekend of the 12th. Unfortunately I can't help you on the Osterman twins [Larry and LaVerne (51)]. Haven't seen or heard of them since graduation. Club 40 is having their party the 11th. Don't think we'll be up there in time for that, but I'll bet some of them would have info or some of our class might even be there. They were all pretty good party-ers!! I just had a thought (I do once in a while!). If all of my sibs check in with you, they will have covered most of the school years there. My youngest brother, Chris, is 34 and there are ten of us on up to me at 64! We'll keep you busy! Joan =================================== >>From: Bill Craddock (61) Please include me on the Alumni Sandstorm list. I'm Bill Craddock - Carmichael Cougar/Richland Bomber '61. I remember lots of the folks who have provided stuff. I'll enter some of my own soon. I still have Spudnuts occasionally and Zips burgers. thanks Bill Craddock ===================================== >>From: Patty Ulseth Norris (73) Hi, My name is Patty Ulseth Norris, class of 1973. We're living down in beautiful Scottsdale, AZ and loving all of the golf and sunshine. Jeff & I just celebrated our 26th anniversary and are still having a great time. Is there going to be a 25th reunion? Not sure if I could make it or not - let me know. Thanks, Patty ================================ >>From: Mary Hansen (67) My Sister (class of '63) tells me you are doing wonderful things with those who have come to a time in their lives when remembrances begin coming fast and furious. I would love to be put on your e-mailing list to receive the brain droppings of other Richland grads. Please begin sending me the SandStorm. Mary Hansen, Col Hi Class of '67 ==================================== >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) How do I access the web site to participate in the Sandstorm Highlights discussions? A true "Bomber" from way back (1954), -Millie Finch Gregg ===================================== >>From: John Northover (59) Re: Kippy To: Betty Neal Brinkman (62) Betty, WHAT a SMALL WORLD!!! Hello, I am a '59 graduate of the best High School in the Nation!! A word about Kippy Lou Scott, When I remarried, my fiancee and I hired a Harpist to provide music for our ceremony. You know how weddings are, most people do not pay attention to anything. It seems to be one big mushy memory. We had about 75 people at the Loews Coronado Resort Hotel, down here in San Diego and about half of them commented later about the great music. In fact I have passed her name to others looking for music for various functions. On another note, I believe Sharon Tate dated Billy Smithers while she was in Richland. take care john ============================= >>From: Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60) Roni O'Donnel: Do you remember me? You trained me to replace you, working for Charlie Nix and about 17 others around 1963. We must have been working for General Electric. I don't remember where you were going? I wondered, what are you doing now? I have been retired about a year and I love it. Does anyone remember The Lagoon at Columbia Park? I nearly drowned there as a young teenager swimming with friends. Several talked me into swimming out to the rope that floated across the lagoon. I made it that far and tried to grab hold to rest and of course the rope could not support me; it went down. Very tired, I just gave up, but a friend, Everett Zepp (who passed away from cancer many years ago) would give me a shove, swim to catch up, then gave me another shove toward shore. We made it back. This summer they drained the lagoon to do some work and as I drove by I was amazed to see that it looked only 5 or 6 feet deep all the way across! If I had known that I may not have panicked. It looked like I might have "bounced" my way to shore! Mary Lou Williams: Your name is very familiar. I'll have to get the annual out. If you graduated with Rita, you graduated with me. -Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60 ================================== >>From: Georgia Schmidt Wilson (65) Gary - Please put me on the list to receive the sandstorm. I also went to Chief Jo for ninth grade (did 7 & 8 at Carmichael), and graduated in '65 from Col High. Sure am enjoying all the memories. =============================== >>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63) Good morning! I look forward to my Sandstorm each day. I print it out and have to wait until I get home from work to read it... what a way to start and end a day! It is wonderful. Thanks again. The grocery story at GWW and McMurray was Kaisers, I believe. (The was some comment about it the other day.) Class of '63... anyone know the whereabouts of Susan Konecny? She lived out in West Richland in high school. Have a great day....and THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES! Ann McCue Hewett ('63) =================================== >>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65) Well so every one will know I'm Carolyn Karns - Keck -married Roger Keck (64) -- high school sweetheart and still married this Sept will be 33 years for us. We have 3 children 2 girls ages 30, 28 and 1 son 26. The girls were Bomber grads the Son wanted to go to Hanford High for some reason. The oldest lives in Richland and the youngest lives in Richland along with us. The middle lives in Vancouver WA and she married a Bomber named John Fetterolf. We have 4 grandchildren 3 boys and 1 girl. The oldest grandson is 7 and the youngest grandson is 3 months. Roger and I are getting ready to move to Hawaii the Big Island to build our last house and rest. I lived the best part of my life on the corner of Hains and GW way. Saw a lot of stuff living there all the cruising around the Uptown and lots of changes. Has any one seen or heard from Jan Barnes (65)? That's all for now class of 65 -Carolyn Karns Keck (65) ================================= >>From: Micki Spears Rose (61) In answer to the question about Sharon Tate & Kippy Brinkman, I'm sure they knew each other, being cheerleaders (of different years) etc., but I don't have any recollection that Sharon was a singer. Chances are, if she did sing... it would have been beautiful, but I don't think it was her forte'. I read that she later took extensive dancing and singing lessons when she was being groomed to be a major movie star by the studios. The person most known for singing in our class of 1961 was Beth Pederson. She made her living as a vocalist after High School, I caught a couple of shows in Seattle, but I do not know if she is still in the business. I saw Kippy Brinkmans mother on Easter this year, (her family went to Southside Church, as did mine, and Mrs. Brinkman was one of my brothers teachers at Lewis and Clark) she said Kippy was in San Diego and very happy. She is still playing music. She was such an "All American" kind of girl... and so talented. This is the best site on the web... I even have friends that only know about the "Richland" experience from me that are now accessing and reading our stuff... everyone wants to be a Bomber!!! Our history is so interesting and unique... even to those who did not experience it themselves! Class of 1962... does anyone know where Roland Lawerence is, or his sister? Hazel Gruver, are you out there...let's talk!!! Pam Swain, Sandra McGinnis, Linda Larsen, Carolyn White... ditto to you guys! John Lambert... do you remember (1st grade) coming to my door (633 Cedar) and walking me to school every day at Marcus Whitman... do you still have the grade school picture (we were the cute couple in the front row)? Jim Anderson... where are you? I missed talking to you at the last reunion. I still have the necklace (stolen from your sister!!!) you gave me when you asked me to be your girl outside the 3rd grade Quonset hut at Lewis and Clark. Mrs. Lester was our teacher. Keep up the good work, Gary and Maren...all of us appreciate your time and energy. -Micki Spears Rose (61) ======================================= >>From Thomas W McGuire (54) I'm Thomas W. McGuire from the class of '54. Looking for classmates. One in particular is Jerry Swain. Do you have a clue? Nice Web Page. I have a sister that still lives in WA and she let me know about you endeavors. Tom ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more! ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/3/98 16 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Warning!!! You can't get to there from here. For all of you WSU football fans who will be traveling to Pullman, Washington, this weekend, to watch those Cougars play Illinois, try not to come through Colfax, if it is on your way. Major road construction North of Colfax and in Colfax will hamper your best travel plans. Same day activities will include a local volleyball tournament and University of Idaho football with EWSC. =================================== >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) Hi, This has turned out to be more interesting than I expected -- SO I will need to change my email address from business to personal. Please change my address. Can you change this also at the web site? Thanks. Eckerts... ? Rita taught me to say the following in under 2 seconds (she was very good at it): "Joan, Junior, Jinny, Bobby, Rita, Donny, Mary, Pat, Johnny, Jeanie" As it turns out, Chris -- the last one -- may have been one of my students when I returned to teach at Col Hi from 1974-1980. I would not have recognized him as one of the clan that seemed almost like my own family to me. Rita, Bobby, Ernie (my brother) and I roamed the old neighborhood --bounded by Wilson, Van Giesen, Mahan and Thayer--which was then the edge of town. We also scouted the desert to the north for Indian beads, arrowheads, snakes, and fresh fruit owned by no one and ripe for our picking. Irene de la Bretonne Hays ================================= >>From: Mike Figg (70) Gary, definitely have your email address memorized! Someone, Anne Hewett I think, mentioned that of course the market at George Washington and McMurray was Kaisers. And does anyone remember Juanita working there? I remembering her catching me one day sticking a Big Hunk in my pocket. I wanted to see if it would fit in the pocket so I could sneek it past my mother. Never had any thought of swiping it, honest. It was I who mentioned that store being Mayfair and Campbell's. Does anybody remember clearly? Of course it was Kaiser's, as Anne mentioned, and I remember it being Mayfair, which might have been a chain. But Campbell's rings a bell too. -Mike Figg ============================== >>From: Mickey Lynch Rose (66) Do you have any information on Carol Saari, Class of 66. I would very much like to find out where she is and contact her. If you have anything, would you please send it to me? Thank you. Mickey Lynch Rose (class of 66) ================================= >>From: John Northover (59) AND, I sure am having fun!!! I tell my wife about this and she gets this ... "OH noooooo!!" look on her face ... "HE is going to talk about his BOMBERS AGAIN!!!" Actually she finds this interesting and tries to understand that we {the BOMBERS} had a very unique situation, at least up to the early '60s. What was really unique was that there was no other side of the tracks in our town in the '50s. When the town belonged to the government, one was assigned a house. You might be living next to a in-house lawyer for the AEC, some one who owned one of the local stores, a fireman [my dad], a secretary [divorced, with kids ... berry, berry bad in those days], a mechanical engineer, an atomic laundry man, a scientist .... etc. Us kids did not know the difference ... and were better for it. thanks john ============================== >>From: Veronica Yates Jones (64) The grocery at the corner of GWW and McMurray was Kaiser's Market -- about 2 blocks from my house. It was connected to the drug store next door -- Johnson's. The drug store would close before the market, and they would block off the doorway with shopping carts. That was supposed to keep the shoppers out of the drug store...and it did! Before the trees in the neighborhood, we could see the sign. Could get Twinkies for 10 cents, candy bars for 5 cents. The drug store sold frozen Milky Way candy bars and had a neat soda fountain. Talked my mom into buying me some paper dolls one day with the promise that I would play with them. I thought the bride doll outfit was so pretty that I never did play with them much. Oh yes -- Bert Wells! I have his autograph! He sang a song about a "rabbit ears" TV antenna--still know the words to the refrain. -Veronica Yates Jones (64) ==================================== >>From Doris Day Coffee (71) Hello from Texas Hey Gary, I have really enjoyed reading the updates on the "Sandstorm". It sure brings back a lot of memories as to when I was a kid growing up in Richland. I lived at 103 Cullum St most of my school years, not to far from Lewis and Clark Elem. All the kids in the Day family went to L&C and later to Carmichael and Col-High. I can remember walking the halls in Lewis and Clark and thinking how big the school was. My first grade teacher was Mr. Manor. I can't remember who my second grade teacher was but I remember Mrs. Lester my sixth grade teacher and Mr. Knight. I was in Richland a few months ago and did receive a call from Mrs. Lester. It was great hearing from her. She was my Sunday school teacher as well. I remember a lot of the kids that I went to school with by name but I probably would not know by face if I stumbled upon them. Tommy McPeak and Kenny Goodnow I remember quite well. Both did not live to far from me in town. The Cambell twins, Ronnie and Donnie, John Workman, and Jimmy Stein. My husband brother Tommie attended the special Ed school there at L&C and I recall many a afternoon after lunch playing teather ball with him. Tommie pasted away last Christmas. I was reading what Susi Rathjen Whitney had to say about our days at Carmichael and the dreaded monkey suits. Boy weren't they a piece of art. I hated them too. I remember you had to go to BB&M's to get them. I hung out with Susie along with Linda Meeks and Sandi Leonard. I remember that they were the tallest girls in the school and me being only 5'2" we were quite a sight. I remember the parties on the weekends, tooling Zips drive-in, beer busts, drag racing and among other things. Spent a lot of time out in Benton City with another dear friend of mine, Kalleen Cook. She also attended L&C for a while before transferring. Alot of things have changed in Richland over the years and it's a shame. I had been living in Texas now for over 17 years in a little town called Walnut Springs. All the kiddos are grown and away from home. Jerry is retired from TU Electric and I'm still employed with the same company. Been there now 15 years. I would love to hear from anyone who might remember who I was. Need to make this one short. Will write again. -Doris Day Coffee (66) =================================== >>From: Maureen Sullivan Fleischman (76) This seems to be catching on like wildfire! I even got my sister Terese (66) looking for classmates when she was at my house yesterday. Just wanted to thank you again for putting this all together. I'm trying to get my kids to understand the concept of growing up in a small town with an identity such as Richland's. Having moved every two years for their whole lives, it's tough for them to understand. Does anyone remember when they threatened to close the N reactor in about 1965? I was in first or second grade, and I remember our Christ the King class had to write letters to the president begging him not to close the reactor. I didn't know what the heck I was writing for, except that the nuns told us that life as we knew it would end if all our dads lost their jobs. The basketball memories (especially the poem about the tunnel and the "new" Dawald gym) were great. I remember our parents camping out all night in front of that gym to get Regional and State tickets, and caravaning up to Spokane and Seattle for the big tourneys. I loved the bleacher bums and looked forward to their cheers every friday night. Our class of 76 didn't fare too well in basketball, but our football team went undefeated and got 2nd in state. For me, as well as for many other baby bombers, the memories from the classes of the 60's are fun to read, since our older brothers and sisters were teens then. I grew up thinking that Ray Stein, Kippy Brinkman and others were as famous the world over as they were in Richland! I loved that the whole town turned out for sporting events, the the "Tricycle Herald" put local news ahead of national events, and that we had a real sense of community. After all, words like, "lagoon," "third island", "A-city" and "spudnuts" were recognized only by us locals. Speaking of teachers, I had Mr. Gentle too. He was so nice, but the only kid who seemed to understand him sat in the front row of my trig class -- his son, Walter, also a really nice guy. My brother Ned saw Cal at his 30th reunion. I had Mrs. Davis for English -- she was the best. I had Mr. Labreque for French, and I think he still lives in Richland. He would throw things at my feet to wake me up during class. Our choir director was Ted Baer. He was like Mr. Holland in the movie, "Mr. Holland's Opus". A wonderful man who succumbed to cancer last year. Well I clearly have too much time on my hands. Let's hear from other 76ers--hi, Tami and Gin!! "Call me, don't be afraid, you can call me..." -Maureen Sullivan Fleischman (76) ================================= >>From Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) Thanks for your email. I was a graduate of 1961. Please do register me for any of your newsletters....I want all the latest scoop. Any plans for 1961 reunion yet? I hear from a friend that there is a 1959 reunion planned...we may even make it to that one! Would sure be a kick getting to see everyone again. Take care, nice to hear from you, and it's GREAT to be back! Cheers -Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) ================================ >>From Eva Clark Perry (49) Hi again, if my memory is right, weren't we the largest class to graduate from Col. Hi. 100 of us. At least for the years that it had been. I sure would send a list of Graduates, if i could find my annual in the storage shed. So hopefully, someone else can help Club 40. This sure is fun, to be remembering all the good times. Sure hope next week-end is great for everyone who can make it. As Mrs. Nadine Brown tagged me, Love Eve eeee rrrrrrr. seems my name was the only one she could make an r sound. -Eva Clark Perry (49) ================================== >>From: John Campbell (63) I enjoy the Sandstorm very much. All this reminiscing brings back many fond memories. My family moved to Washington from Nebraska in 1947, and we moved into a ranch house on Birch about a year later. It's fun to look at old pictures with no trees or lawns back then. It was a nice place to grow up in - - almost no crime, you could ride your bikes anywhere (wish we had some of those baseball cards we put in the spokes), could go the movie for a quarter or less (remember pushing all the buttons when someone got a pop at the Village Theater - it came out like Dr. Pepper), played outside in the summer evenings (hide and go seek, Annie Annie Over), go to the swimming pool on a hot day (trying to act like a belly flop didn't hurt), take your BB gun to the green belt, trying to walk in thongs, dropping by the Tastee Freeze and trying to eat it before it dripped all over you – those were the days! I went to Marcus Whitman (remember the little school store out back where you could get the fake cigarettes), Carmichael, and RHS class of 63 - enjoyed our reunion - CBC, EWU, and Seattle U. In grade school, I remember how smart Kenny Carlson was and how his teacher had him visit all of our classes (2nd grade?) to recite Jaberwokey (sp?) In 6th grade, Mr. Skyler would let us bop to records if we were good all week. I remember going over to George Sharp's house and seeing his dad's '57 chev. I had to have one, and eventually I got one in high school. It was an automatic, and while I worked at Densow's, the guys next door at the Richfield station (Jim Stahl) talked me into putting the auto shifter on the floor for laughs (dumb idea). Later, I bought Jim McGruder's '57 Chev – guess what? I still have one. Cars where important to guys back then, and still are to some of us. Remember when I guy from Kennewick challenged everyone at Zip's one night, and finally Rose walked out and put him down with one punch? I had a lot of good memories with my friends and count myself lucky in that we still see Don and Lila Brackenbush and John Dale up here in the Seattle area. Get down to Richland every now and then. So, if you see a silver '57 chev, drop over and say howdy. John Campbell (class of '63) ================================== >>From Gary Behymer (64) My thanks to Don Panther for his help and knowledge in locating Sharon Phillips for the Class of 1964. (;-) Sharon married Bob Wyrick ('62, I believe) and they've lived in California for several years. I'm not sure where, but will get her address and get back to you. Her sister lives in Boise, her mother passed away several years ago and her dad is in an assisted care home in Richland. -Gary Behymer (64) ================================ >>From Terry Christensen (61) Gary, Still see classmates trying to figure out the name of the grocery store on the corner of McMurray and GWW. The store was called Kaiser's Market. It changed names later, but eventually was tore down. The parking lot was vacant for a long time, only used for seasonal Christmas tree sales. Today a Pizza Hut sits there. -Terry Christensen (61) ============================== >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) No one's mentioned the yellow mums all the florists sold for Homecoming games. They were beautiful. Also, what about dinner at the Tahitian Room in Uptown on Prom Night???? If you were lucky you got to sit in one of the cabana booths....Was the food really that good or were we just deprived, (living in a town with no good fancy restaurants)? Some people were adventurous and drove all the way to the Yakima Airport for dinner. -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ================================ >>From: Gary Behymer (64) The Class of 1964 is searching for the following individual, Connie Beaty, for reunion purposes. Anyone having information on her or her family, please contact me at [deleted for privacy] . ====================================== >>From: Carole Sledge Jones (63) Thanks Maren and Gary for the outstanding job you are doing with "Alumni Sandstorm". What memories come flooding back. Linda [Belliston] Boehning [63]: I do remember being quarantined. I think my brothers (Ron 65) and Dave (69) and I spread the diseases out far enough apart that my mom was the one suffering with us closed up for so long. On Sharon Tate. I inherited her cheer leading outfit my 8th grade year at Chief Jo. (Wish I could say it still fit). The skirt was made by her mother and had the zipper on the wrong side. She always told me it was because her mom was pregnant when she made it. Still haven't figured that one out. Still have the emblems and her name patch as keepsakes. Gave the sweater to my brother, Ron, to wear skiing.... Think he wore that and a pair of pantyhose to keep warm..... Sorry, Ron if you read this. What was the name of the spillway we use to slide down in Pasco? I showed my grandsons as we boated by and they couldn't believe we would jump/fall off that. My mom just figured out why we had green socks in the wash after hearing the story. Also remember taking our bikes on the ferry at north Richland and crossing to the Pasco side and riding our bikes near white bluffs. EL LOU DON RU JO. Are any of you out there? Thanks again for all the memories. I look forward to messages every day! -Carole Sledge Jones (63) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/4/98 14 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Al Parker (53) Not everything Has Changed... Spudnut Tradition Endures... Norma Loescher Boswell (53) shares this excerpt from a recent e-mail from Jack Hooper (53) with Al Parker (53) "I received the info about our reunion about a month ago. I want be able to attend this one but hope to the next time we meet. I was in Richland about two years ago - not everything had changed. I just had to have a couple of Spudnuts." Al replies: Jack's reference to Spudnuts reminds me: Once upon a time, many years ago, one of the Spudnut partners comes into our family owned store, Parker's Hardware, and buys a toilet from me. (I should remember both partner's names, but I seem to be suffering from a severe Gingko Biloba deficiency right now.) Anyway, after installing his toilet the guy can't wait to call me on the phone and ask, "Do you stand behind your products?" So I just tell him this: "In certain cases, as with such items as toilets, I much prefer to stand in front of the products I sell." He finds this answer quite satisfactory and goes back to rolling out his dough and moving his Spudnuts from the cure box to the fryer. Even today, I can personally report, RHS graduates from everywhere, revisiting from across the years are saying, "Let's meet over coffee and a SPUDNUT!" -Al Parker (53) ================================== >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) Hi Gary: Thanks so much for you and Maren's efforts to allow us 'old' bombers to reflect on times past. What a wonderful time in our life -when life was good. It is exciting to hear remembrances of By's Burgers (what a place to meet) and of course the Spudnut Shop!. How could anyone forget that place. My family came to Richland in 42/43? and I remember we had to stay in the Desert Inn Hotel for 2 weeks while they completed our "A" house at 200 Cullum (corner of Benham and Cullum). Then in 44/45? my brother Bob contacted polio and the government moved our family into an "H" house on the corner of Davenport and Abert and my mom still lives there today! I remember going to school at Lewis & Clark and there not being any streets or sidewalks (so to speak) it was really a barren area. I think my mom was convinced that my dad had brought us to the end of the world, coming from beautiful Denver, Colorado! Does anyone remember Mrs. Puterbaugh and how she used a ruler to smack the back of your hand if you misbehaved? This was at Lewis/Clark. Also our class (54) were the first ones to enjoy the beautiful new Carmichael Jr. High. I remember Mr. Dunton, music teacher and also Mr. Janz, algebra teacher. Who by the way I saw this past spring and he told me how wonderful we were!! I can't remember the female PE teacher at Carmichael - anyone out there know?? I will write more later, but this is so much fun and once again Thanks!!! -Millie Finch Gregg (54) ==================================== >>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) Thanks for all the neat contacts and contributions of the's great getting to hear from all the Bomber gang. These recollections from the past sure bring back memories. Yes, I too, frequented the old Kaiser's Market; Mom used to send us for a quick loaf of bread or head of lettuce. My brother, Gary (Class of '64), and I always somehow found time for a stop at the soda fountain for a Green River or flavored coke. We lived at the corner of George Washington and Van Giesen, across from Jefferson School on Davison. Still have fond memories of wading in the irrigation ditch where, I think, the new Travel Lodge sits now, and fishing in that ditch from a tree. Gary made me stay up in the tree until a baited my own hook....yukky! In the winter we ice skated on that same irrigation ditch. And does anyone remember what a thrill it was to sled down the dike & try hard not to go into the Columbia River. It was great!!! Have just returned to the Pacific Northwest (Monroe, WA) from 15 years in Alaska. Lived in Ketchikan, Anchorage and Sitka, but got real tired of the rain and dismal cloudiness...great to be back in the sunshine, but quite a transition getting used to this hot summer. Would like to hear from any of you Class of '61 Bombers. Cheers, -Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) ================================= >>From: Harold "Hal" Burger (62) Gary, Thanks for a wonderful job you and Maren are doing with the Alumni Sandstorm. Makes me wish I had a computer 5 yrs ago. Was informed of Bomber pages from my brother Jim Burger, Class of 72 [deleted for privacy]. For your records I'm from the great class of 62 (They were all great classes). You can add my name and email to whatever lists are appropriate. Also you mentioned you thought you had an address for Judy Shuey (64?) Would like to have it if anybody knows it. Question, do I send commentary for Alumni Sandstorm to you at this address or is there another one lurking inside my computer somewhere???? I've only had this thing 4 months and I'm still learning. Tell Maren that I thought cut and paste was something we did in 1st grade!!!!! I can still remember the taste of that stuff. Hope to hear from you. Regards Hal (62) ================================= [Hal -- you can send stuff to either Gary or me. I had Mrs. Dorothy Shank for first grade and she taught me well. Cut/paste was always one of my favorites. --- A LOT more fun without the glue, though!! ---Maren] =============================== >>From: Denny Damschen (62) Excellent work Gary on the Web Site. Thanks and thanks Maren for your "Virtual Sandstorm" efforts. Both are appreciated. They've got a good beat and they're easy to dance to -- I give 'em a 10!! I'm enjoying the recollections of all the contributors. Like LeRoy Parchen said "Been there - Done that". From the Rose Bowl to the Skyline Drive- in, from the Horn Rapids dune buggy races to the Plumber's and Steamfitter's Hall dances in Pasco, I've experienced all that has been mentioned. Thanks for the mam..., uh, er, memories. I've seen reference to the drive-in at the Y. The official name was the Island View. I spent many a night there not watching the movie. I can recall one outdated thing that no one has mentioned. I turned 21 in basic training and at the conclusion was allowed to come home for two weeks. I went to the liquor store on the Parkway to get my long-awaited Washington State Liquor control Board Card. They sent me next door to Payless Drugs, directly across from C. C. Anderson's, to get a mug shot. The cards are no longer needed and come to think of it I didn't need one growing up either. After all we had the V & J Market and Templeman's in Kennewick, Ray's Grocery at the Y, and Stan's Lucky 5 Tavern (Thursday night was Teen Night). -denny damschen (62) ==================================== [Denny -- I hope that '10' rating is 10 out of 10!! American Bandstand ratings were based on 100% ---Maren] ===================================== >>From Ray Stein (64) I loved reading Veronica Yates Jones's (64) reference to Bert Wells and his song. I remember it too! Tell me if I've got it right. "Rabbit ears, rabbit ears, All he's got is rabbit ears, And I've got antennas to the sky. He gets his picture bright and clear, But all I get's an atmosphere Of snow, sleet, hail and soggy pie!" I should have spelled gets as gits, 'cause that's how he use to sing it. -Ray Stein (64) ================================== >>From: Carol Converse Maurer '64 Hi Maren, Is this how you want us to start out to you? It really bothers me not the remember the streets' name that budded up with Campbell's Grocery Store. I clearly remember the store. Many times I would walk there when I lived on Douglas. I remember running across the payment bare footed. Boy, did that feel good in the hot, ha. Bev Kendall lived across the street from the store. I remember one time that I really wanted this little toy for my doll. My mother wouldn't buy it for me, so I put it in my coat pocket and took it home. Well, a day or so later she found out about it and did I ever get into trouble. I had to take it back and tell the clerk what I had done and tell them that I was sorry. I must have been in first or second grade then. I was so embarrassed and humiliated that I NEVER did anything like that again. I was thinking that the store was named Mayfair afterwards. The next time that I'm in Richland I'll have to go by there. Keep up the good work you guys. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ========================================== [Carol -- Close enough!! I can work with that without having to look up your maiden name and year. Of course I KNOW yours, but there are some I don't know by heart! :-) --Maren] ================================ >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) To anyone - mentioning the Homecoming Mums - When my son started going to Homecomings (at Hanford High School!) in 1993, I naively thought that was still a tradition. Only Arlene's Florist knew what I was talking about. They came up with a weak imitation; and Jim was on every boy's #*_# list because the other girls loved them and they didn't get one! The sad news I have to relate is that Julia Davis and her husband have recently had to go to a nursing home in Pullman. They are in very poor health. -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger ==================================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Hi it's Patty de la Bretonne, Hi to Don Panther. anyone know where Geraldine Davis is? She was a grade school friend who ended up graduating a year later 1966. I would really love to get in touch with her. Thanks again for getting this sandstorm going. It's a kick. -Patty ============================= >>From: One of the guest book sites: Name: Cheri Rector (65) Referred by: Just Surfed On In From: Virginia Beach, Va Time: 1998-09-04 02:28:32 Comments: Hi to the class of 1965 =================================== >>From: William L. Porter (68) Just thought I'd make everyone aware; during the latest management shakeup at Boeing, Jim Albaugh (68) is now a senior vice president and heads up one of the two divisions of Boeing Space and Defense. Congratulations or condolences are in order William L. Porter ==================================== >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) I need to correct a couple of things from my last letter. I accidentally left Carl Frick's name off of the AEC courier list. Also, my sister Betsy called me up and informed me that it isn't "Mike Manors" '68, but "Steve Manor" '68. Sorry Steve. I was glad to see that Doris Day Coffee wrote in. Doris and I were good friends in 6th grade and at Carmichael. We lost touch for awhile and renewed our friendship after we'd each had a baby. While I agree we were good friends, I don't agree that I was one of the tallest girls in school!! I'm only 5'5". But, maybe she was only talking about Linda and Sandy. Also, I must have been sleeping or something. I don't remember any beer busts, or drag races, or any other kind of party people talk about!! Where was I? Actually, I know where I was. At home! My parents were a little on the strict side and if they said I wasn't going somewhere, I wasn't going somewhere. End of conversation! But, for some reason, I never really knew of anything going on, unless it was school related, or one of Doris' parties. Doris used to give good parties, or so I heard. I never actually got to experience one. I'm sure I'm not the only one out there that never experienced much night life, It just feels that way. -Susy Rathjen Whitney '71 ===================================== >>From: Rhonda Miller Williams (78) Gary / Maren, I haven't written in before, so I'm not really sure how you format this..... My name is Rhonda (Miller) Williams, class of '78...... I am enjoying the Sandstorm very much; thank you! Though I'm a '78 grad., I still remember a lot of what is being shared. My mother graduated from Col. High in the '50's, so I guess that makes me a second generation Bomber! Just attended our 20-year reunion, which was wonderful. Really enjoyed seeing all the old, familiar faces! With people talking about Kaiser's market, it brought back this memory: My family lived near Kaiser's, on Horn Street, so we were frequently sent to the store, on foot or on our bikes. The time frame I'm talking about would be probably late 60's early 70's. At that time, the adjacent drugstore was Miller's Drug Store, owned by Don Miller. I remember he and some other men in town had a long-running tradition of playing pranks on one another. Does anyone remember when a bunch of them (my dad included) hoisted Don's car up onto the roof of the drugstore one night? It was in the paper, as I recall (in keeping with someone else's comment about how the TCH always put the local news ahead of the national....!). I remember my dad being pretty proud of being in on that one! It's now Malley's Pharmacy (right next to the Pizza Hut which stands where Kaiser's used to be). I'm still local (Pasco). I confess, I married a Pasco boy, who is forcing me to raise our children as (gasp!) BULLDOGS!!! But I still secretly root for the Bombers whenever they're matched up... People have mentioned the lagoon. This year they successfully completed a long-term project to turn it into a family fishing pond. They cleaned it up, improved the landscaping, and stocked it with fish. No one over 14 is allowed to fish there without a child! It's a nice addition to Columbia Park, as the lagoon had been "un-swimmable" for quite a long time now. Also, they refurbished the old hydroplane that used to sit at the east entrance to Columbia Park, and it has been returned to its former perch, in all its glory. The boat races are still a big annual event around here, though the Water Follies Association has gradually brought it around to being more family- friendly. I haven't missed the hydro races in 20 years! When we were "kids", we used to tear it up; but we've also been taking our children since they were born. My oldest child is 8, and we took him to the races when he was just ten days old......crazy, but true! So our kids are officially LIFETIME boat race fans! This newsletter has allowed me to be in touch with a few old acquaintances I haven't been in touch with for years. So again, I thank you for all your hard work. Go Green & Gold!! -Rhonda Miller Williams (78) ============================================= Haven't seen anyone mention the Fuller Brush Man The 5 & 10 Cent Store in Uptown ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/5/98 18 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Donald Ehinger (55) Maren, enjoy the Sandstorm and appreciate your taking the time to do this. Now that I have a PC at home, I would like to have you use my home e-mail address, please Thanks ============================== >>From: Bill Craddock (61) I'm really enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm and have a few thoughts to share: I haven't heard anyone mention the "Social Club" out on Clearwater in Kennewick. They had some really dynamite dances there. I remember Fats Domino, Gene Vincent, the Fleetwoods, etc. and my personal favorites; the Wailers from Tacoma. I think the place burned down in the late 60s or 79s. What about Hi- Spot? That wasn't bad either. Used to be some pretty fair drag races in Columbia Park on Fri. or Sat. nites too - - till the Sheriff's boys would break them up. I remember we even had the start and finish lines painted across the road. For Marguerite Groff -- I vaguely remember you when you were a friend of my sister Glenda. Back when we lived on Mahan I think. Patty Doyle, Sue Farley, and others of her friends come to mind. My folks moved to Richland in 43 or 44 and my sister Sue graduated in '47, Glenda in '54 and me in 61. My son, Garrett, was an '84 grad (now living in Seattle) and my little boy is in 5th grade at Jason Lee. I still keep in touch with Murl Cox and Jack Gardiner and work with (at Hanford) Bill Blankenship and John Bailey on a daily basis. One for the ages: My sweetie at graduation, Gerry Lattin and I were both divorced at the time of our 20th reunion and went to the festivities together. I suspect there were folks there who thought if odd that we were still dating 20 years later. I heard she got remarried a few years back and still lives in Spokane. I'm on my second round of "bachelor father" Garrett and I were bachelors together for about 8 yrs. after his mom and I were divorced and now Al and I are in the same mode. We get along well and he's a good kid. I still hate to do housecleaning but I'm a genius with a crockpot. By the way, Garrett met Larry Coryell while he was a student at the Musicians Institute in Hollywood. Larry gave a masters concert there and Garrett got to talk to him afterward. Larry could and can really play. Anybody remember Grant Ross, Larry and others playing at an assembly? They weren't too bad. Anyone heard of or from Fred Gustoffson? Last I heard he was a big shot at the Naval Academy. I think I'm rambling in my memories so I'll quit. -Bill Craddock (61) ======================================== >>From Denis Sullivan (62) Someone mentioned Lewis & Clark and Mrs. Puterbaugh. I didn't have her as a teacher, but no Christmas pageant was complete without her rendition of "Joy To The World". Christmas pageants in public schools? Yep, we had 'em. We lived at 309 Craighill so I went to Lewis & Clark and then Carmichael for two years. One of those years at Carmichael we had to attend classes in the hutments (on the other side of Lee Blvd., I think). Remember Mr. LaFollette in eighth grade? Our goal for each class was to get him talking about something -- anything -- off the subject. He loved to talk about everything and if we could get him off the subject he was teaching, we had a successful class. For a time our class agreed to conduct ourselves as we imagined a class in Russia might be conducted -- raising one's hand and standing to respond, etc. For those who never attended a Catholic school this was a novelty. Our other eighth grade teacher was Mrs. Baudendistal. She did not hide her distaste for Mr. LaFollette's pedantic style. She didn't believe in grading on the curve and didn't suffer lame effort well. I came across a report card from her in a box in my garage the other day. "D's" in Social Studies. One of her comments was "wastes too much time." She had me nailed pretty good. Can't say I've progressed much since on that score. I don't remember when they changed the official name from Columbia High to Richland High -- happened well after my time -- but I don't think it had anything to do with the mushroom cloud logo. I heard it had something to do with confusion -- there is another Columbia High school in Washington, I think. But who cares if they're confused? I think there was an attempt in the '70's to change the mushroom cloud logo, but it failed. -Denis Sullivan ================================== >>From: Denny Damschen (62) Re: " [Denny -- I hope that '10' rating is 10 out of 10!! American Bandstand ratings were based on 100% ---Maren]" Maren - You guys get the 100 AND the extra 10! Didn't remember for sure the range, but I'm glad you got the reference. RE: "A good place to raise a family..." RE: "You can go somewhere and leave your doors unlocked..." These are things I heard growing up and they were true. Richland was a pretty safe place to grow up in. One reason, as explained by my folks once, is that all the original families were either imported by the government or came here looking to work for the government. One of the first things to happen was a security check by the government. So you knew the guy next door had as good as or better clearance than your clearance. I think we Richlanders all came from pretty honest stock or we wouldn't be sharing all these memories. Say hi to Tim the next time you talk to him. -denny damschen (62) ============================== >>From: Greg Boyd (63) Maren: Well, it seems that our "virtual machine" at Southeast Missouri State University likes your e-mail address and not Gary's. Thanks for the response about "getting through." To Don Winston... Regarding that anit-smoking encouragement film that Mr. Piippo had us watch (Chief Jo - health class), I was one of those that left the room and passed out in the hall. Trust me, this was not a cool thing to do endeavoring to impress Leslie Dreher rather than just get her attention, sigh). To the general readership... How many folks remember how hard Mr. Harding worked to teach eight graders math (oh no, not another Chief Joe story). Some interesting personal memories center on his carefully crafted "word problems." To this day, I still use his term nose doilies for handkerchiefs and have been known to create whole SPC (Statistical Process Control) problems around the same term. On second thought, I sincerely hope that nobody but me remembers that particular term. If you do remember, that you too may be one sick puppy as well. Many of us may also remember that Mr. Harding was also the assistant principal (?). This memory is based on the "lasting impression" he made on my butt and all the squirt guns and other treasures he confiscated in 7th grade alone. Oh well, once and outstanding student always and outstanding one (out in the hall of course). Continuing the Sharon Tate Saga, a fun story. One of Sharon's friends, Carol Burt, lived next door. Er, well, hmmm, any way, Carol and Sharon would sun bathe in the back yard. Unfortunately, my dad (Jim Boyd) built our six foot fence entirely too good and there were no knot holes. However and thanks to technology and Tony Tellier who gave me his WWI trench periscope, I was able to practice voyeurism at a tender age. Unfortunately, the periscope tended to "expose" my position and more than once I barely escaped without bodily injury. Does this count as part of a mis-spent youth? If you too (Bombers in general) may might want to contact Reed Galbreath (63) and borrow the periscope. (Reed throws nothing away and may still have it). Finally, I have found it rather interesting that all "Bombers," regardless of graduation date, have had a similar experience growing up in Richland. I think someone earlier had referred to Richland as a social experiment with a classless society. Sure could be... and the experiment continues. Perhaps even more important, and thanks to Maren and Gary, we as a group have been able to explore this experiment in common sameness. To that end, I have started to think as a Bomber first and Class of 63 second (perish the thought). This type of thinking encouraged me to do silly things too, such as wear the Green and Gold reunion tee-shirt out in public. (These are the same tee-shirts that Jim Hamilton shamed most of into buying at the class reunion this summer. Bomber Semperus (is anybody allowed to use this besides Jim Hamilton?) -Greg Boyd (63) ================================ >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) Me thinks we should buy Frank's fax and put him into the 20th century. He isn't online at home so he faxes everything for me to scan or put in manually. ...................................................... 3 Sep '98 jimbeaux, Can't believe I'm still in the "Back to School mode" after all these years. We have two, count 'em sport fans, two 4th graders this year. My Grandson from wife number one and "our own" from me having cashed in a bundle of Oly four dotters one night with the then soon to be current Mrs. Osgard. That was another reason I wasn't in too big of a hurry to make the last reunion. Some of the "Thick Bank" Cats like Plows are retired and I'm still looking at another year of coaching "Tee Ball". Went down to the Super 99 (nothing over a buck) to do some shopping for school supplies with the boys. Would love to say they are cute and well behaved, but they ain't, not even. I figured, what the hell, a couple of Pee-Chees, an Indian Chief Tablet (the one with the hunks of wood still in the paper) and a couple of no. 2 pencils. An 8 or 16 box of crayons and some of that paste that we used to eat (it had strange medicinal powers that countered the effects of drinking irrigation water, DDT, unsprayed stolen green fruit and afternoons spent at the George Prout Memorial swim and pee). I would have bought them one of those maga crayola boxes with 48 colors, if they had behaved, but after the crap they pulled with the slurpies, no way. I had to have my tonsils removed to rate a box, damned if I'm gonna get them one for acing like McCoy. Remember when we thought "Property of US Government" was a brand of pens. It was those ball point pens that our Dads liberated from the project, or we stole from the Post Office when we went to see if Stan Middleton had made the Most Wanted posers, yet. I had a blue lip and tongue for the first three months of fifth grade from sucking on a pen. I looked like that idiot Hulk Hogan and his stupid new beard. That coupled with my indiscretion on the Columbia Queen on Graduation Night, has pretty much kept me in the no-show column every five years or so. I spit blue til I worked in the spuds, then I spit mud. I'll bet that's why Dewey never shows up, even though he moved away in junior high. He ate crayons and paste and why they put him in the front row for that class picture, I'll never know. I think that's why they made the boys at Christ the King wear those salt and pepper cords, so nobody would know when they peed their pants. Rusted zippers might have been a problem. Haven't talked to him for a couple of years. He pretty much squared himself away after he left Richland. He was very highly decorated as a Marine Corps pilot after considerable athletic success (maybe even All- American) in college and went on to become a Federal Judge. Hard if not impossible to believe considering he almost drowned in Welsian Lake trying to poach ducks with a fish net, a couple of pictures of some loaves of Donald Duck bread and a large ball of twine. Recalling the first day of school reminds me of the drama at Carmichael. One must remember that this was before the terms "gifted" and "challenged" were chic. You would show up for the first day and find your name scotch taped to the door of some class room. You would find that you had been designated "7-5". Now as I recall, 7-1 meant you were in the AM smart class. Three hours with Gary LeClair, Rosann Benedict and the like. 7-5 meant you were with MeDo Smith, Pinhead Stephens and girls in fuzzy sweaters (with great potential I might add). Nothing to build up the self esteem of a seventh grader in the early stages of being strung out on Clearasil than to be put under the tutalage of Miss Ruby, first name Luella if memory serves me correct. Actually self esteem was under the purview of Howard Chitty, need I say more? But I digress, Nothing was below 7-5. 7-6 wasn't, it was the after lunch smart class. And so we had our first bite from the the reality sandwich. More so than we got in the lunch room. Lunches in the 7th grade were cho-cho ice cream bars and corn chips form the school store. You could get it all for two bits, leaving you a dime for a Nehi-Grape at the Rat Hole from the lunch money you got from your folks. I always imagined that at Chief Joe they had cucumber sandwiches and a desert menu, but the Hyatts clued me in later. Gonna take the bride and all of the darlings to the fair tonight. Lots of rides, Pigs (and live- stock too) and not so subtle reminders that the gene pool could use a little chlorine. Went to the Benton County Fair once to see Jimmy Lynch and the Hell Drivers. They didn't do anything that I hadn't seen Irwin do better. Except maybe their Dukes of Hazard ramp to ramp jump, through the ring of fire, in reverse. The sheep always make me think of "Pitts" and Whitside, the sno-cones remind me of Frontier Days. Knew a girl once who won a chicken by dropping a dime into a shot glass at the bottom of a jug of water. I threw up on the "Tilt a Whirl" and/or maybe "The Hammer" or probably both. Gonna go out and slaughter some Doves this weekend. I love all of God's creatures, that's why I shoot 'em. Let me know when you'll be passing through again. Next time I'll be more diligent stripping the ears of corn before we eat them. Honest, no more surprises, or half surprises. Your Friend, Frank SEMPER BOMBERUS ============================== >>From: Marc Leach (63) Hi John Campbell etc.: You are right about my folks having the 57 Chev. I brought it down to the MTA in Columbia Park a few times which resulted in my driving privileges being restricted for a time-didn't get all the butts out of the ash trays or the bottle caps off the floor. Butts reminds me of "Pitts" Armstrong. I was always astounded by his ability to blow smoke out of eyes/ears-always worth a ride home. Wonder if he still can... You are also correct in recalling Redmond's Borgward. Very comfortable with front seats that dropped back to lay flat - a nice feature altho the car was hopelessly underpowered, weighing a ton and a half and had a little four banger. I doubt most people now have even heard of a Borgward. On the other hand Buel Gammill's dad's Pontiac was capable of 120 which we achieved returning from a basketball game up the Valley one evening. He later became infamous in Seattle for setting fire to the trash chute in Haggett Hall at the U.W. while visiting me the weekend of the Kennedy assassination (it was homecoming). All events being canceled we amused ourselves by stuffing a room to the top with newspapers while the occupants were out, which upon returning they then stuffed down the trash chute. Buel was there with his trusty Zippo, claimed he didn't know it wasn't an incinerator. About four fire trucks came out and all residents had to stand outside in the cold in various states of undress for an hour or so. No one talked in spite of intensive interrogations and Buel snuck back to Wazzu. I hoped the FBI files are not still open on this one. I can't seem to recall much about that World Fair trip you mentioned. I recall we did stay with my brother Bill and he had Calvin Gentle's pristine Plymouth. Had very few miles on it as I recall. Keep those memories coming, those of you who still have memories that is. Marc ================================ >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) Hi to everyone! Someone mentioned the Fuller Brush Man. I remember the Fuller Brush Man coming to our house plenty of times. If you can find a Fuller Brush Man kit now a days, it's very pricey on the antique market. Where was the 5 & 10 cent store? I vaguely remember it. Was it up by the Uptown Theater? Nobody has mentioned the large gathering of people each year during Christmas at the square by the City Hall. Also across from the Federal Building. All the years growing up my folks and I would go there. They always had such neat decorations. Do they still have the Christmas lights contest between the cities? That was such fun driving around seeing all the lights and the ones that had won in the contest. -Carol ================================= >>From: Harvey Irby (64) Maren, It's really nice to see messages posted from some of my old neighbors. When we lived at 1303 Haines ('52 to '60) David Rivers (65) and Vonnie Reed (I think she used to babysit me!) lived just a few houses up the street. Mary Ann Matthews (64) lived right behind us (I used to take her brother's paper route when they were out of town). The Hurt's (Hurt's Apparel in Uptown) lived across the street, as did Judy Shuey (64). Living across the street from the Uptown meant that I spent many Saturdays at the free movie and made many trips to the Spudnut Shop and Johnny's Delicatessen (especially fun on the way home from school). I had a Tri-City Herald route that included the apartments on Gilmore and Gribble and one of the last dormitories on Jadwin. We moved to 2403 Torbett in '60. I saw a note posted from Cheryl Moran, who lived across the street there. People from Richland must really be wired. My wife Carolyn's e-mail group from Chief Sealth HS in Seattle has a total of 18 people registered from all classes. By the way, we celebrated our 30th anniversary last Sunday. Greetings to All, -Harvey Irby (64) ============================== >>From: Teresa DeVine Knirck (64) Regarding the market -- Kaiser's -- I grew up in the Richland Village and spent lots of time at Kaiser's and Johnson's pharmacy too. Used to get a new comic book each Friday with my allowance. Juanita, Pete, and Al were all checkers we knew like family at Kaiser's. In fact, if Mom didn't send us with enough money to get the milk or bread or whatever, they let us "owe." My husband, Bill Knirck (65) and I now own the pharmacy, which is Malley's (Miller's in the interim) and we just last month sold the land where Pizza Hut sits and Kaiser's used to be. We also own Densow's up in his old neighborhood and really enjoy seeing people he grew up with who are now his customers. We have put in a soda fountain of sorts, but nothing like the "old" one -- those are hard to find. Greetings to all! Teresa DeVine Knirck (64) =================================== >>From: David Rivers (65) Burt Wells!!!!!!!!!!!! His theme song was the Big Rock Candy Mountain...remember?! How 'bout Lynn Bryson (sp)... his was "Straight Flush"... and the real Don Steele (sp)... in those days he played second fiddle to Linster the Spinster with stacks of wax and pounds of sounds before he moved on to Yakima, Portland, LA and finally into syndication! Then there was the revival of the Wailers' version of Louie Louie... resulting in the wanna be version from the Kingsmen (but a very good version by PR and the Raiders). And how about Sukiaki... all from the lil' ol' tri cities... not bad for "hicksville"!!!!!!!!! Okay... here goes... Re: Terry Davis (65) -- aka, Terrence Knox What's Terry up to these days... Well, Terry is in LA with his lady Erin (it's Erin's e-mail that's given as Terry's on the '65 e-mail addresses site). He has four dogs that take up a great deal of his time. Winnie is part coyote and lives in the house. The latest, Henry, is a terrier of some sort and also lives in the house and is cared for by Winnie. Skipper lives in a pen behind the loft and thinks the world begins and ends with Terry. We built him a dog house earlier this year and during construction I managed to fall on some concertina wire... a story in itself. The seventh street bridge dog... lives... you guessed it, under the seventh street bridge where Terry has nursed him back to life and where only Terry can get near him. Terry and Erin have a really cool '66 Mercedes that was a gift from Erin's grandparents. Terry and I went to pick it up on Valentine's day from Riverside during El Nino's worst. We were afraid to start it till the gas tank was drained so we towed it back to LA... Terry's only job was to steer it on the trailer while I pulled it up with a truck.... However, I guess I didn't explain that I wanted both sets of wheels on the trailer... front AND back... Terry wanted to leave it hanging off the trailer and just go back to LA.... not a good idea. Three tow trucks and several hours later we were on our way back... no problem... just tell me which freeway to take and... Whatdaya mean you lost the paper!!!!!!!!!! We made it and Erin fed us and the car is way cool. Last season Terry did a show called Push... it's still running on CBS (it started on ABC). On the 10th of August, Terry started shooting a new Spelling series called Rescue 77. He plays a fireman and his part has grown with each shooting. Richard Roundtree is also on the show as well as some generation Xers that I can't recall their names. I went to the set with Terry last Friday and it was a lot of fun. Everyone likes him and when we got to the set they were so nice... they asked Terry if he would like to go to the food truck and get some food and then wait "by the Hollywood sign". I don't know why they wanted him to go clear up there... they weren't shooting up there.... Just don't get it... Terry is also reading for other parts.... some I don't know if I'm supposed to be talking about or not... but in any event, things are looking very good for him these days. Rescue 77 will be on Fox this season and when I get more (i.e. when I remember to ask) I'll get you more info. I really enjoy this new Sandstorm...Thanks Gary and Maren! -David Rivers (65) =============================== >>From: Patti Snider Miller (65) Hi everyone! Sure have enjoyed reading this Sandstorm. Thanks Gary and Maren!!! Anyone remember the dances in West Richland? They were in a building not to far after you go over the bridge and it was on the right. Can't remember the name of it. "The Lion Sleeps Tonight", the stroll??? Those were fun times with the live bands... In reference to Joe Largé asking about Mary Jane Cross: I talked to her brother Duane Cross(69). I don't know if you knew or not, but Duane had given her one of his kidneys around 1982 and about 1992 she died of an infection from the spleen and spread to the kidney. By the way I have talked to several Bombers at work each day and have sent them the Sandstorm. I work as a checker (Was Bakery Hostess for 12 yrs. and now a checker for 4 years) at Albertsons' at Lee Blvd. right near RHS. Therefore I see a lot of Bombers and some I don't recognize... HOW 'BOUT THAT KEN JOHNSON! If any of you out there are ever in the store come and say hi (you'll probably have to tell me your name and what year... ha, ha, ha) Come on you out there that I have given Sandstorms out to... say a few words! Hi Patti de la Bretonne. If it's the Geraldine Davis that was a blonde and her picture is in our senior annual.. I see her quite a bit at the store. I''ll give her your e-mail. Until next time. -Patti Snider Miller ================================ >>From: Dianne Ingalls Frost (67) Maren, I am, as everyone else seems to be, enjoying your Alumni Sandstorms so much. . .they bring back so many memories. And I'm learning a lot about the old home town that I didn't know before! Thanks so much for all your hard work and long hours. I was so sorry to hear about Julia Davis and her husband being in poor health. She was such a good teacher, always pushing you to achieve more than you thought you could and making you feel great when you did it. Are they going to a nursing home in Pullman because that is where they live now or have children near there? Does anyone know how to get in touch with them? Another teacher no one has mentioned is Mr. Sawyer, the physics teacher with the red ties and great stories. Remember the one about the dead bear that wasn't really dead yet? And what about Mrs. Craft, the first grade teacher at Jefferson? I remember seeing her at Kaisers grocery store while home on a vacation from WSU and she remembered me! and my sister! And yes, everyone's favorite checker at Kaisers was Juanita. I was there when that building burned down. Thanks again for all your time.... -Dianne Ingalls Frost ('67) ================================ >>From: Mike Franco (70) All this talk of Kaisers is bringing tears to my eyes. When the Franco clan lived at 1909 Davison I remember playing in the ditches dug to lay sewer lines on the street just east of Kaisers. We had a good gang in that area.... Pete Turping, Meekers, Roes, Dick Boston, Paul Felts, Cartmells, Bixlers.... Jim Van Wyke was the neighborhood hero. We even had Fran Rish around the corner. I remember going into Johnson's Pharmacy almost every day after school in my early Jefferson grades and going to the back to the fountain/lunch counter. I remember they actually had a lady who waited on us as we bought PENNY CANDY.... she actually served the candy to us individually!!!!! This must have been in the 1960 time frame. We would lean over the counter and loudly click and pound our pennies on the counter... I can still hear the horrible racket.... I am sure that lady who waited on us retired to Medical Lake !!! Anyone else remember that pastime? -Mike Franco (70) =========================== >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72) Aubrey Clayton, Science and Math teacher at Carmichael was asked about. He passed away Feb 4th of this year after a series of strokes. -Lois Clayton Colton, his daughter. ================================== >>From: Patty Stordahl (72) Hey just talked to Maryanne Lauby passed this on to her & she is doing great. She may forward it to Dick Cartmell ghosts are popping up everywhere. Thanks for the fun & memory jogs. My days on the hill are either selectively or pharmaceutically challenged. I need all the help I can get. Val Polenz remember Patty Stordahl? Drop me a note. Some of my memories cant be put in print. Bill Church & Keith Brown any one know where they went? Where is Dionne Ware? I will never forget her bellowing my last name in the mall when she got out of the service. She is to funny. Dionne get a hold of me. -Patty Stordahl (72) ================================= >>From: Jim Daniel (73) Hi, this is Brenda's husband, Jim writing this time. We are both Bombers; class of '73. Her maiden name was Brenda Bolkan and my name is Jim Daniel. We've heard your site is fun. Thanks. ================================ >>From: Marjo Vinther Burt (77) Hello! My name is Marjo Vinther Burt (Col-Hi 77) and I recently found out about the Alumni Sandstorm from my sister, Paula Vinther Case (69). This is great! I'd forgotten about the mosquito truck, the whole body counters in the school parking lots, hamburger gravy over mashed potatoes..... as one woman wrote, it's as though we all had the same childhood! I attended Marcus Whitman and Carmichael. We grew up on Birch, and I was good friends with Helen Hedges (76) and Joe Hedges (77) who lived across the street from us - they went to Christ the King. I still live in Richland, and my daughter is a 7th grader at Carmichael -it was like going back in time when I walked into the school with her last year! The auditorium looks exactly the same! Old and dark! And there are still a handful of teachers that were there when I attended! My brother, Rick Vinther (72) lives in Benton City where he's the pastor of BC United Methodist Church. We'll have to get him hooked up to this too! Our folks still live in the same house on Birch. A couple other memories... Diettrich's grocery store on Dupertail and Wright, bomb raid drills in the school hallways (and the boys would always try to look up our skirts!), taking naps in kindergarten on top of throw rugs we'd brought from home (wish we could do that at work!), Densow's soda fountain, the Christmas decorations at the Uptown and Downtown, getting a jug of Root Beer at A&W's walk-up window with my Dad... lot's of happy times! Please add me to the Alumni Sandstorm distribution. Thanks! -Marjo Vomther Burt (77) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/6/98 14 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Barbara Kramer Krema (54) First, thanks to both of you for doing this awesome feature. What a pleasure! I am a class of '54 graduate, Barb Kramer, and was the Sandstorm editor (paper kind) in my senior year. I had great peer teachers in Al Parker, Norma Loescher and Bill Witherup who went the year before me. I saw a note from one of Bill's sisters in which she said he is a published author. Hooray for him. Any chance he will someday tell the story of his famous bike trip that made the Tri City Herald News? My dad, as an expediter, was one of the first on the Richland scene but due to no housing yet, our family lived in Walla Walla (dad in a shared room in Pasco) until our "A" house was ready. We were the 6th family to move in to a house. The address was 13 Thayer and sat in a small cul de sac. The "B" house directly on Thayer was occupied by the McCoy family, sons Dick and Pat. Margaret Lyneis ('56) and her family were our "A" house 'partners'. When we were older, Margaret and I would hike to the Indian burial grounds behind the stables and dig for treasures. Margaret is now a professor of archeology at UNLV. Across the street from our first house was an asparagus field and boy did we eat asparagus. Actually it also grew in our yard and in the half basement. Due to no sunlight , it seemed like a strange alien invading our house, or so I told my little sister, Sandy Kramer Baker ('57). No one had pets at first so the stray shepherd that was left behind became the neighborhood pet. We named him Prince. Note to Marilyn Peddicord--I have a book titled Tales of Richland, White Bluffs and Hanford 1805-1943 in which your father is mentioned several times in his capacity as postmaster. The last chapter deals with how the people dealt with the sudden knowledge of having to move. It must have been tough. -Barbara Kramer Krema (54) ============================ From: Jim Byron (55) Gary, I moved into 1410 Mahan right after it was built (just up the street from 1304)! My mother still lives there 51 years later! There weren't many trees in 1947 but that allowed for the sandstorms to hit our house directly which I liked, but Mom didn't care for sand too much! Current address: Bothell, WA -Jim Byron (55) ================================= >>From: Tony Tellier (57) RE: "thanks to technology and Tony Tellier who gave me his WWI trench periscope, I was able to practice voyeurism at a tender age. Unfortunately, the periscope tended to "expose" my position and more than once I barely escaped without bodily injury." Greg: Is this comment to be considered some sort of sneaky back-handed accusation of aiding-and-abetting voyeurism and creeping peeping-Gregism? You MAY be forced to register yourself with the local authorities ... I have been reviewing your convoluted resume ... we have parallel lives and times, it seems. "May you live in 'interesting times'." Musta been in the local water ... or Torbett Street. -Tony Tellier (57) ========================== >>From: Steve Carson (58) The thing I remember about Clearwater in Kennewick was the Tolo Dance in 58. Norris and CJ Brown were elected Tolo King and Prince. When we showed up for the dance the management noticed that the Brown brothers were Black. As a group we turned around and left, leaving them with an empty hall. -Steve Carson (58) ============================== >>From: Jeannie Walsh Williamson (63) RE: Frank Osgard's most recent communiqué Hello one and all... OK, if I am expected to read the novel from "Frank" just who the hell is he? P.S. I wish you guys would quit making fun of my father. He owned the mosquito truck! -Jeannie Walsh Williamson (63) ================================= >>From: Kathy Rathvon (63) Grant Ross did sing. I don't remember who the others in the group were. He sang "Peggy Sue." And could he ever move his hips! Sonja and Merle Harmon live on Whidbey Island. They celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary about 10 years ago. Sonja is shorter than ever. I understand that Merle is not doing well, but Karen Kleinpeter would have more information than I. Hamburger gravy over mashed potatoes was one of my favorites. Kathy Rathvon (1963) ============================== >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) To: Denis Sullivan (62) Hi! I don't remember you, but I do remember your sister, Mary. We hung out together a bit when we were very young. We lived at 320 Craighill. Would love to hear from her. Is she online? Re: the name change from Columbia High to Richland High. You're right, there is another Columbia High School in Washington. My son, Richard, graduated from it in '83. It's in Burbank, suburb of Pasco. Small world, huh? I think the two schools were too close to both keep the same name, but don't know why the bigger school had to change (Burbank is pretty small by comparison). We still live in Burbank. -Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) ================================ >>From: Mary Sullivan (64) I was pleasantly surprised to read that someone outside of "The Sullivan" family remembers "The CINNAMON BEAR" !!! Even though we always knew how it would end we faithfully listened year after year! I believe it was my older brother Denis ('62) also resurrected the series - bought the tapes and passed it on to the rest of us "Sullivans"--so a family tradition has been passed on to a second generation!!!!! Anyone remember the "Bomb Scare" at Chief Joe in '60 or '61????? I believe it was one of our own classmates who called it in but can't remember his name. Wonder where "HE" is today???? How about "SPATS" ? at Chief Joe? I can't remember the teacher's name but I was in his General Math class and can recall numerous times that he and a "suffering" classmate would often exit the class door with a board in hand!!!!! Back then I don't think anyone would have even thought of bringing forth a lawsuit!!!!! Re: President Kennedy - I recall that he came in the early fall of "63. I remember that school was let out and that parents and kids alike lead a HUGE one lane caravan -- it was bumper to bumper traffic out to the middle of NOWHERE and they had even set up portable "outhouses". And we waited and waited and then out of NOWHERE there was a helicopter flying overhead with dust blowing everywhere!!! We were quite a sight ourselves!! It IS GREAT to share all these memories. Thanks Gary and Maren!!! -Mary Sullivan (64) ============================= >>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65) Bill Craddock there was also Bobby Vee (Night Had A Thousand Eyes ). He wore shoes with elevators on them he was so short and yes it did burn down one of the worst fires because they didn't rebuild. Such a nice place too. Carolyn Karns 65 =========================== >>From: Chuck Monasmith (65) Maren and Gary - Great job. Someone already remarked about the large percentage of RHS alumni that are online. Well... Duh! You didn't expect anything less from Bombers did you? Anyone remember the go-cart track across the by-pass and in back of Acme Concrete? That's where Guy Forbes and his dad supported my fascination with road racing! Now, I can vouch that road racing is the fastest way to go from riches to rags! Anyone have any idea where Sherman Guy Forbes is these days? I'd like to get in touch with him. I've tried almost all of the sites recommended by Gary. By the way, Gary, thanks for the search ideas. M&G -- Keep up the good work! Chuck Monasmith (65) ============================ >>From: Nancy Bishop Maynard (69) Just added your site to my favorites list. I'll be visiting a lot. Growing up in Richland and reading through everyone's memories has been great. Glad to know there are others out there who feel the same as I do. Please add my e-mail address to the class of 69. Thanks, -Nancy Bishop Maynard (69) =================================== >>From: David Shults (70) The Sandstorm updates are great, even for the locals still residing in "Bomberville". The 5 & 10 mentioned earlier might have been "Roscoe's 5 & 10". The store was on the G-Way side of the Uptown Shopping Center, next to McCartney's Optical, now Uptown Vision Center. The old Kaiser's Market name changed in the late 70's/early 80's to the Leprechaun Market and burned down under that name. Those neighborhood soda fountains were nice to have. Just a quick jump on the "balloon tired" hand-me-down bike and you were there in air conditioned comfort (so what if it was just a swamp cooler). My local fountain was called Ray's Drug off the corner of Goethals and Symons. The store later changed to Malley's Drug for some years and sat vacant when the store moved to the G-way location. -Duane Shults (70) ============================ >>From: Lorie Thompson Morrison (70) Hi! I talked to several Col-Hi graduates last night and I told them about the e-mail Sandstorm. Only Carol Saporito (70) had e-mail and she asked me to sign her up. I really enjoy reading all the memories. Thanks. Anyway, here is Carol's address: [deleted for privacy] Thanks again, -Lorie Thompson Morrison (70) =================================== >>From: Joy Christine Stanfield (71) Helen Burns was in the gym at Col. High in 1970. Loved her. Does any one remember War Ball? Strange sport. Does any one remember Mr. Bennett from Chief Joseph 1968? Loved him. Getting kicked out of school for short skirts? Hacks for small infractions? Does any one remember being kicked out of school if you didn't get a hair cut every week? Am I the only one with bad memories? Thanks again Gary and Maren. The memories are flowing. The store next to the movie theater at Uptown used to sell kids high heels. I loved prancing around in those heels in front of my older siblings friends. (One day my heel broke and my heart broke.) Loved you older guys I guess. Always thought I would grow up to wear heels everyday but only put them on once in a blue moon. Any one living in Houston? I saw a message from Chris Roe's sister Kathy. I would love to hear from you. -Joy Stanfield (71) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/7/98 8 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) Greetings to the great Green and Gold! I have been trying to find my girlfriend Joanie Phillips. She lived in the 300 block of Delafield and we walked to school together along with Joanie Willetts. I think her family was from New York, but she has never been to any of our class reunions. Also haven't heard anyone remember the greatest steno teacher ever..............."RED" Joyce Redekopp. She really made you work, but it paid off as far as jobs down the road. Also does any remember (how could we forget) Anastasia Furman!! What a joke. This is so much fun and I really enjoy reading everyone's memories. Thanks once again for your efforts. Millie Finch Gregg (54) ====================================== >>From: David Clark (56) Does anyone know the whereabouts of Truman Vance, James Hoff, Paul Hesselgrave, Gary Lucas, all class of 57 I believe. Used to live in the same neighborhood and we all enjoyed football, baseball (at the Little League field), fishing along the Columbia, stealing vegetables from Myron Lipkes garden, etc. -David Clark (56) ================================= >>From: Jim Russell (58) TO Steve Carson (58): Just for the record, the Tolo Week walk-out at Kennewick had to have been 1957, not 1958. Norris Brown graduated in 1957. Dennis Barr was Tolo King in 1958. And speaking of Tolo Week and other such Saidie Hawkins Day events, do they still have them? I would be surprised. Gender roles are less defined these days. Remember when the gals had to carry their fella's books? I'll bet it would never cross a guy's mind to offer to carry her books, today! My introduction to Richland schooling came about in 1949, when we moved from Oregon. My first teacher in Richland (Lewis and Clark), was Mrs. Fievez, who I think was ill for an extended period of time that year. Her son, Dan Fievez, was in our graduating class, but I don't think he had his mother as a teacher. My 5th grade teacher was Mrs. Brinkman, and her daughter Sandy Brinkman was also in our graduating class. Miss (not Ms) Westerlund was our 6th grade teacher. I thought she was kind of terrific, because we got to listen to the World Series during class. (Her childhood friend, Wes Westrum was catcher for the New York Giants). We were pleasantly surprised to find that our homeroom teacher in 7th grade at Carmichael was Mrs. Lindblad. Yep, the same Miss Westerlund had married during the summer and moved up one grade with the rest of us. Gotta' go. -Jim Russell (58) ================================== >>From: Carol Converse Mauer (64) This is all too great! Does anyone remember the name of the drugstore that was across the parking lot from CC Andersons? I can't remember, with all these memories, if anyone has mentioned it or not? I remember walking there all the time. Did a lot of Christmas shopping there when I went to L & C. -Carol Converse Mauer (64) =============================== >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Gary Setbacken (64) is still searching for Hector Alvarez from the Class of 1964. Hector was a Cuban refugee who stayed with the Albert Vanderberg Family. Anyone with information concerning the whereabouts of this individual please leave information with Gary S.... Gary B or Maren Smyth (64) -Gary Behymer (64) ============================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) I'm remembering the ddt jeep in the summer, we used to run or ride our bikes behind it. Loved that smell! Yikes, and I'm still alive. -Patty de la Bretonne ============================= >>From: Jerry Coffee (66) Hey Gary, Great job on the Sandstorm. Would like to hear from more of the graduating class of 1966. Living in Texas, retired and love the net. Can be e-mailed at . Does anyone know how I can get in touch with Jimmy Burnell? Got to visit with Billy Tadlock while I was visiting in Richland this past July with my wife. Would love to hear from anyone from the Class of 66. Thanks, -Jerry W. Coffee (66) ====================================== >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) Re school lunches: Loved the hamburger gravy, hated the spinach. Remember having "meatless" fridays to accommodate the catholic students? How about the Thanksgiving Dinner when they would take the lunch count several days in advance? It was complete with ice cream bar for dessert. Boy, what a great meal!! Nancy Roy (PE, Carmichael) told me in later years that she was confused about this turkey dinner business, thinking that it meant sliced turkey and stuffing because of the big deal that was made to get lunch counts. She was shocked to see the turkey gravy over mashed potatoes on the big day. Had lunch with your kids or grand kids lately? Things have changed! -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/8/98 10 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) Class of '54 and proud of it. Millie Finch Gregg - I saw your memories; I can hardly wait for your next installment. While I'm here - if anyone out there knows any of the gals from class of '54 who still live in the Tri-Cities, please give them some information for Millie and I. On the 3rd. Friday of every month, a number of gals from the class of '54 meet at Granny's Restaurant for lunch at 11:30 - the next date will be Sept. 18. Memories?? I guess I start at the beginning (makes sense to me) -we moved here January 20, 1945. I remember the date because my brother, Bill Groff ('61) turned 2 that day and my parents forgot his birthday until they were in bed that night. I don't think he suffered any permanent damage from this - but then again... My other siblings are Phil Groff ('58) and Marilyn Groff Taylor ('63). We just all spent the weekend together in Port Orchard. Only Marilyn and I have E-mail so Marilyn brought copies of all the Sandstorm memories to Phil and Bill. They loved them - as Bill read the pages he even talked back to a few of you when his memories didn't quite jive with yours. He's having a tough time with cancer - so if anyone from Class of '61 wants to send him a message - I'd be glad to print it and mail to him. We moved into a house at 1528 McPherson and within a couple of years moved to 1530 McPherson. Eight kids from our neighborhood graduated together in 1954. I always figured that was pretty unique. We are still close after all these years. I always felt we moved into the best neighborhood in town. Eventually we moved to a "Ranch" house at 2402 Olympia (so new that dad had to plant the grass - and spent hours and hours watering it). Later we ended up in a prefab on Snow (I think 930) - dad temporarily had gone from Supervisor to bus driver (you know -those buses that carried the workers everyday to the places we didn't know where or why). At the same time, rent went up on the ranch house and dad found someone who wanted to trade up - while we traded down. One more time we traded - and that was giving our prefab to a widower (with one child still at home) and we took his "H" house - which was what mom wanted from the day we moved into town. My parents and then my mom lived there until 1995. After mom's death, I bought the house from my siblings and now my daughter lives there. Her young sons, ages 15 and 16 are part of the newer generation at Richland High. After graduation and a year at Pacific Lutheran College (now University), I met my future husband. I worked for a year for General Electric. After we were married, my husband, Bill, and I moved to Michigan. While there (11 years) we had 6 children. We moved back to the Tri-Cities; moved into an "A" house (still there); went to work for Battelle and 30 years later (June 30, 1998) I retired. All of our children graduated from Richland High, starting with the class of 1974 and ending 1984. Now the grand kids are graduating from RH - first one in 1994. I have lots of memories about growing up here in Richland. All I can say is it was wonderful and to me the most unique place in the country. Because everyone here was from somewhere else, none of us were strangers. No one was ever treated like an outsider. I went to Sacajawea School until January/February of 7th grade and then we moved into the brand new Carmichael Junior High. It was great because we made new friends with kids from Lewis and Clark, Marcus Whitman and Jefferson - was that when the kids from John Ball (North Richland) joined us?. The teacher we brought with us from Sacajawea was Mr. Langford. It was his first year of teaching and after us - it was his last year. It wasn't that we were so bad - he just didn't have what it took - and we probably took advantage. Millie, I also remember Mr. Dunton (our chorus director). I remember when he was having a bad time one day and he told us that some days he got so mad at us he would go home and "kick the dog". Also Mr. Jantz. Did he really say how good we were? I've seen him several times over the years, but didn't realize how bad his memory had gotten. Hey -remember our all-male cheerleaders at Carmichael? They were great!! Eventually we were at Col High (can't help but use that name when I talk about the early 50s). Football, basketball, Pep Club, outdoor skating rink, all the fun - Harley Stell (again, chorus director) - Nadine Brown - Ida Mechum - Art Dawald (sports and Government) - Miss Redicopp (typing) - lots of memories connected with these teachers and others. What is so great is all the friends we had then that we still have whether they live here or across the country. These Sandstorm pages are so great; just a name or a quick memory from someone else's memory and we are transported back to those days. I have so many many memories of those years that it's impossible to put them down here right now. I have a feeling that I'm going to feel compelled to do it now and then when something that someone else says ignites another memory for me. I will be sending letters to our classmates regarding our 45th reunion next year and I can hardly wait to tell them about the Bomber Web Site and the Sandstorm pages. I'm hoping to pick up a lot of E-mail addresses. What a way to save money on postage. Thanks for the memories Maren and Gary. Bill Craddock - yes, I was a good friend of Glenda. She was always special person. Thanks for remembering. ----------------- Just sent a message - then saw Millie Finch Gregg's message. Joanie Phillips also lived in our neighborhood. She lived at 1502 McPherson and attended Sacajawea School. Obviously, sometime she moved to the south end of town - don't know when. Here all the time, I was wondering how you knew her so well. I sure hope you find her. She was a super special gal. Looks like we remember Ms. Redekopp differently. I thought she was my typing teacher. Maybe she did both. Also, I spelled her name incorrectly. I guess I need to get my annual out again. -love you! - hey who is coming to our luncheon?? - You told Gunda!! -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ================================= >>From: Ken Heminger (56) Hi all.... More things to remember... I mentioned before attending John Ball School in North Richland, All my memories for the most part has turned to syrup for that period. I do remember that the school was made of Quonset Huts, all hooked together by a long hallway. I remember they put two huts end to end and called it a Gym. They had us kids go in on the new floor in stocking feet and slide around in an attempt to shine the floor. I remember that because I drove a big Splinter into my foot. I don't remember who pulled it out, but I remember they used pliers. As for teachers my fondest memory was Mr Harding. He was my favorite even tho we made a couple of trips to the gym for a little corporal punishment. I can tell you he swung a mean Ping Pong Paddle. Any Info out there as to what ever happened to him? I also seem to remember a teacher Miss Hensley. She was a looker as I remember it. Maybe someone else remembers her and can verify that she was there. To Gloria Falls Evans: I don't remember the bomb shelters or ditches. All I remember was the Playground in the back. I remember wrought iron sides on the desks as one of my love notes fell through the crack and Mr Harding found it and read it to the class. There were two girls I liked then, neither cared for me. Denise Lamont, and Juanita Wundrow. (Not sure of the spellings) As for Chief Jo. I was fortunate to be in the first Class to attend there. We voted on the school colors, the first Cheer Leaders, etc. I'm not sure about the name, I think it came with the school. I am including an attachment of the school faculty for that period 52~53. You will see a young Mr. Harding. I couldn't reduce the size to much without losing quality. I also at that time underlined those that I didn't want to forget. But... other then Mr Harding and Mr Webber, I forget what the others taught. Well that's my input for now -Ken Heminger "56" [NOTE: No attachment arrived with this e-mail.] ================================ >>From: Jim Russell (58) If as many of us were in the mosquito fog as this Alumni Sandstorm indicates, I'm surprised we didn't trample each other to death! The Downwinders haven't even taken this recreational activity into account to determine the effects on our health. Radio-active fallout can only be part of the exposure problem. Foot/shoe X-rays at C.C. Anderson's, mouthsful of irrigation ditch water, mosquito spray, lead paint! Thank heavens for the spudnut antidote! -Jim Russell (58) ==================================== >>From: Steve Carson (58) TO:Jim Russell, you're right. The Tolo was in 57 and I'm still trying to remember where we all went after the walkout. Are you going to be at the reunion? -Steve Carson (58) ============================ >>From: Earl Bennett (Gold Medal Class of '63) Kathy Rathvon: Were you part of the "reunion" Mrs. Harmon mentioned to me in one of her Christmas cards a few years back? A bunch of her students from many different years got together with them in Richland, maybe it was their 50th. She was an important influence in my life - I'm still a qualified technical translator of Arabic, and for a while did some Russian, too. Mary Sullivan: The math teacher with the awesome "spat" board was Mr. Barnard. The shop teacher had an impressive one, too. I had one personal experience in Mr. Barnard's class, based on failure to complete the penalty (500 times write "I will not talk in class," or some such) imposed for talking too much with Barbara (last name lost until I can dig out my annuals). As I recall he was slender but solid. I think he liked to use the phrase "apply the board of education to the seat of learning." Barbara also failed to complete the assignment, but she was wearing about 3 inches of petticoats or something under her skirt that day, knowing what was coming - grinned like crazy walking back to her seat, while I squirmed in my one layer of polished cotton and Hanes. Vivid, tactile memory! I made a paddle like it once, but and my wife was afraid it would do our kids permanent damage, so it was quickly scrapped. Later ecb3 ================================ >>From: Keith Hunter (63) I HAVE really enjoyed the sandstorm.. THIS surly brings back memories.. I thought for a while I was the only one who did stuff and got in trouble.. ANY WAY.. HERE'S A QUICK note. I was born and raised in RICHLAND. We lived most of the time at 507 George Washington Way -- until 1964. I attended Lewis and Clark, Carmichael, and Columbia High. My parents owned the A&W next to Zips which was a great place for teen burgers.. I left in 63 to see the world in the air force.. The world happened to be VietNam... Last year I found (with Gary's help) my ex girlfriend, Barbara Meyers (now McKinney) living in New Hampshire.. This was real nice.. 35 years and I had not seen or talked to her. ANY WAY, after the service I went to work for Lockheed Skunk works, and have worked there ever since.. 30 YEARS. I'm a program manager for new products. I'm married have three kids, and three grand kids, all boys!! I do baseball and internet sales for a hobby. [links on ALL Bomber Alumni Links site -- click on "Alumni Sandstorm" to find them] My parents, Mr. & Mrs. Keith Hunter, SR. are doing well and living near Palm Springs CA. MY BROTHER, Jim Hunter and sister, Debbie Hunter, are fine as well.. That should bring every one up to date.. AND I THOUGHT I was the only one that hid in a trunk to get in the drive in.. FRED MORSE (DINKY) HOW ARE YOU!!!!!!! -Keith Hunter (63) ============================= >>From: Cyndy Brooks Cowman (68) What a riot! My sister, also a RHS graduate, has forwarded some of the Sandstorm email to me. So many familiar names and memories! Please add me to the email list. Thanks :) -Cyndy Brooks Cowman (68) ================================ >>From: David Rodriguez (69) and Linda Barott Rodriguez (71) Boy the sandstorm just keeps getting better and better everyday. Hi Nancy Bishop Maynard, Carol Saporito and Lorie Thompson Morrison it's good to see more alumni from 69 to 71. Carol -- where is Phyllis at these days it been so long since I last saw her that I probably wouldn't know her to see her. Nancy Bishop -- where's the beef? Hey, does anybody remember the dances at the community house with Skinner and Hexum doing the gator or how about the dances at the West Richland community house doing the limbo and the watusi. I also remember enjoying chile and cinnamon rolls or pizza as my two favorite meals at school. Anybody remember those dare devil snow rides down the face of Flat Top, it hurt so bad you can still feel it today if you think about it. I'm glad to see the sandstorm growing more all the time and hope we can get more people from the later years to join. Thanks again to Maren and Gary for the great job they're doing. Keeping in touch, -David Rodriguez (69) and -Linda Barott Rodriguez (71) =============================== >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) I remember on the Christmas and Thanksgiving lunch days, at Lewis and Clark, if you weren't going to be having the turkey hot lunch, you had to go eat in Mrs. Teats' music room. Now, it sounds absurd, but back then, nobody thought a thing of it. I was in Mrs. Thompson's 2nd grade class and had a friend, who never got to have hot lunch, only a peanut butter sandwich everyday. I remember being concerned about her being in the music room. I told my mom, who remedied the problem. She fried up a batch of chicken, packed it in a lunch sack with hard boiled eggs, bread and butter and I'm sure a dessert and sent me to school that day. When it came time for lunch, I went to the music room and holding up the bulging sack, informed the teacher that "I had accidentally picked up my dads lunch". I still remember my friend and me, sitting on our knees, with our lunch on the folding chair, sharing it together. Had I had a turkey hot lunch, I would never have remembered that day. -Susy Rathjen Whitney '71 ============================ >>From: Margaret (Peggy) Hartnett (72) Thought I'd say that I am beginning to worry that this collective consciousness experiment we've got going here may turn us into the Borg. I actually get irritated with those I terminal share if I can't get to the Sandstorm! The classes of the 50's and 60's are much better represented, I'm sure those of us in the 70's envision ourselves "sooooooo terribly busy!" And a few comments: Denis Sullivan asked about a movement to remove the mushroom cloud, he's right. It was either the '70 or '71 state meeting of all the high school student body officers (don't know if that occurs these days). There was an overwhelmingly strong feeling that given the times the bomb cloud was outdated, inappropriate, tasteless, sick, etc. Well, the reaction at Col Hi was a resounding, Pshaw (or something to that effect), hey you want to be a Beaver, be a Beaver, we're sticking with the Bomb. Having said that, I have to admit, going though life trying to explain the bomb, (it was in The New York Times 3 times in the decade I lived there), was/is not particularly easy. There is a fundamental alienation that I feel about Richland, absolutely a great place to be a kid, grow up and everything that shows up in the memories we share, but in my heart I wish it hadn't all been about weapons grade plutonium. It seems to me that there is a reluctance to mention the aspects that not all of us feel were positive. Yes, we indeed we a bit of a "classless" social experiment, we were also a big biological experiment, no one ever questioned why we were being put on whole body counters and what ever happened to the data. It may seem quaint that our dads might not come home from work and you didn't ask why, now wouldn't we consider that reaction naive at best. All that said, we are what we are A-city Youth. -Peggy Hartnett (72) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/9/98 16 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Norma Loescher Boswell (53) Hi, Maren, The Club 40 logo you scanned looks great on the Club 40 site, Maren! Thanks!! The reunion decorations committee was thrilled with your 1942 info, picture of the original Richland High School (standing by what is now Lewis and Clark), and the original 11 grads. Lola Yale showed us printed copies of the Alumni Sandstorm which will be included on the Sandstorm table for the Club 40 reunion this weekend. We covered dozens of half-wallboards with enlarged photos. Bob Yale made "street signs." We are re-creating the Parkway and the entrance to town! Feel free to include this decorations description in the Alumni Sandstorm. Maybe it will encourage some reluctant Bomber to take a look on Friday night, the 11th of September, at the Tower Inn in Richland. Yes, we're taking $5 registrations Friday night and will even sign up a few more folks for buffet dinner on Saturday. Bomber cheers, Norma Loescher Boswell (53) and (Club 40) =============================== >>From: Sharon Panther Taff (57) To David Clark (56). Gary Lucas (57) came to the 40th reunion and we all had a great time. He has been back east - DC I think, most of the time. I saw his mother 2 weeks ago at Country Buffet in Kennewick. She looked the same as when Gary and I were in high school, except her gorgeous black hair has now turned white. I introduced myself and she said that Gary had really enjoyed himself at the 40th, the only reunion he had attended. She said he had a birthday coming up in November and when she wrote to him she would tell him she saw me. -Sharon Panther Taff (57) ==================================== >>From: Tom Matthews (57) One of my earliest Richland memories was from kindergarten at Sacajawea during the 44-45 school year. The teacher warned us not to play with any large balloon's we might find outside and we brought a note home about it. It was probably the only thing the teacher presented that made an impression on me that year. Making volcanos in the large indoor sand box always impressed me more. Much later I learned that the warning was due to the attempt by the Japanese military to send incendiary devices via balloons across the Pacific. From a book titled "Name on the Schoolhouse" about State of Washington school names, Sacajawea was built and named in the 44-45 school year and by the end of the year had 1521 students enrolled! I'm not sure why I attended Sacajawea since Jefferson was first occupied Sept. 1944 and I attended Jefferson the rest of the time. We lived in the same house at 1300 Haupt from May of 1944 on after staying a week or so in the Desert Inn until the house was ready. My father sent many postcards to my brother and I in Wisconsin while we waited to move out and join him in Richland. He made comments like "There are many girls and boys here and they all have a good time playing in the sand", "Did you have a nice Easter? There are Rabbits out here, big ones" and "You will live close to this river, but it won't be this pretty." (Columbia Gorge photo) "There are a lot of stones on the bank to throw in the river when I'm not fishing". My siblings are sister Marianne (Matthews) Wood (63) who has contributed to the Alumni Sandstorm and my brother, Terry (60) recently retired as a teacher in the Kennewick School District -all alumni of Jefferson, Chief Jo, and Col-Hi. Teachers at Jefferson I remember: Mrs. Pitts, Mrs. Craft, Mrs. Duncan, Mrs. Gering? (not sure on spelling). Mrs. Drucker(?) -P.E. teacher. Mr. Linn, principal. Mrs. Pearson - art, also later at Chief Jo. Mrs. Gering, 6th grade teacher replaced Miss Zoss who only lasted about a week. She used a bell (the desk push button kind) to get our attention. I believe Mr. Linn came in after only about a week and told us she left when she learned what Hanford was about. There were a few new teachers being added at Jefferson at the time because of the draft for the Korean War which removed the few male teachers we had. I appreciated Margaret (Peggy) Hartnett's (72) comments about the mushroom cloud and related issues. I do not remember that in the 50's there was any particular emphasis on the "Bomb" and the arms race in high school. After seeing the issue brought up in the Nat. Geographic a some years ago (picture of a "bomber" with his face painted), I looked in the 55, 56 and 57 annuals and could only find a couple of images of the mushroom cloud. More visible was the nuclear atomic symbol. The class ring did have little clouds on them and the bomb mascot was present at sports events, etc. Of course, in the 50's there was no reason to be defensive since the production of plutonium was a given and production of power was a goal. Today (9/8) just heard that a report will be on "The World" via NPR about those in Richland who "revere the arms race" etc. -Tom Matthews (57) ============================== >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) TO: Jim Russell (58) from Gloria Evans (58) I was in the downwinder suit because of all the radioactive fallout and have medical problems from it but the suit has been thrown out by the judge in Yakima, if he'd had all these problems he would of thought twice before his decision. Are you going to the class reunion this year. It should be great to see all the classmates we had. See you. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ==================================== >>From: Vonnie Reed Hoff (60) My former boss, Dick Walker, sent this to me. He's a former Richlandite whom I worked for out in N-Reactor right out of high school in 1960. His 3 boys were Bombers: Mike, Craig and Danny. I thought this was appropriate for your Sandstorm... I sure remember when..... The Good Old Days ..... ~ Being sent to the drugstore to test vacuum tubes for the TV. ~ When Kool-Aid was the only other drink for kids, other than milk and Sodas. ~ When there were only 2 types of sneakers for boys, & girls wouldn't wear them. ~ When boys couldn't wear anything but leather shoes to school. ~ When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up. ~ When nearly everyone's parents smoked. ~ When all your friends got their hair cut at the kitchen table. ~ When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there. ~ When nobody owned a pure-bred dog. ~ When a dime was a decent allowance, and a quarter a huge bonus. ~ When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny. ~ When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then. ~ When your mom wore nylons that came in two pieces. ~ When all your teachers wore either neckties or had their hair done, every day. ~ When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking....... for free, every time. ~ When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him, or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. ~ When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents. ~ When schools threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed --and actually did it. Enjoy, -Vonnie Reed Hoff (60) ================================== >>From: Cindy Ann Ryan (62) Maren, I got your E-mail from Sharon Brooks Sims (62). What fun. You must be Tim Smyth's sister... Tim must be on your list. He will remember pin head and all the spit balls in study hall. The name of the Drug store across from CC Anderson's was Thrifty Drug. Info for Carol Converse. Now that I am over 50 and retired I am going by my middle name (Ann). This should confuse everyone but that's the point!!! Hay, class of 62 where are you??? -Cyndy (aka Ann) Ryan (62) ====================================== >>From: Janice Pierce Gunter (63) Hi In regards to Carol Converse Mauer (64) - the drugstore was Downtown Thrifty - which burned down in December/1963. The night it burnt, I had spent all evening wrapping Christmas gifts - Art Meyers was the head pharmacist. These wonderful stories are really jogging the old memory banks.... thanks everyone especially Gary and Maren. -Janice Pierce Gunter (63) =============================== >>From: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63) As I read all the terrific memories that everyone is writing I regressed to those weird days of Jr. High.... and along with the great memories of Mrs. Edwards (who I actually learned from) and Mrs. Jernigan (I fell in love in her classroom) I remembered the words to that Carmichael fight song??!! When the Carmichael Cougars fall in line We're gonna win that game another time We're gonna sing and yell for blue and white Because the Cougars team is always full of fight.. We're gonna cheer, cheer, cheer our team right now, 'Cause when we do They'll show us they know how To make the scoreboard flicker Hit 'em high!! Hit em' low!! Cougars GO!!!!!!!!! I have two daughters that are Cheerleaders at Bremerton High so I am surrounded by fight songs and cheers a lot these days!.... If anyone has any idea where Helen Lambdin (63) is please let me know... I'd like to find her..... Also I'm looking for Glenna Hammer (65?) ........ I love all the memories that everyone is sharing.... Most of mine were tied up with one boyfriend, except those insane moments in high school when I got sent to the office for my skirt being too short or because I swore at the office machines teacher... (he deserved it!) I do remember that 1st period P.E. was horrible, especially when we had to go swimming or play the nasty Field Hockey!!.... Pat Hexum was better than anyone! Also the humiliating dancing.... Being a tall girl, I had to be a boy until the "real boys" joined our class.... to this day I can "lead" with the best of them! and God spare me from ever hearing Alleghney Moon again! I loved working in the office... it was so much better than study hall.. Mr. Anderson didn't understand my outgoing personality in study hall.. thank God Mr. Lyda took pity and let me work in the office!.. There were some really memorable that was particularly interesting (I think English) had me sitting by Hills, Mathis and Mosteller.... All the girls in that class were happy everyday!... Along with braces and piano lessons and Rainbow Girls I remember a really great time when the biggest problem I had was a math test...! -CW ========================================== [CAROL -- GOOD JOB, fellow Carmichael Cougar!!! That's EXACTLY the way I remember the Carmichael fight song, too... and still sing it now and then, too!! --Maren] =========================================== >>From: Linda Davis Brede (63) Just wanted to let you know I did find Peggie Wirth's brother Rob and finally found and talked to Peggie (63). Her last name is Byrnes, she's been married for 25 years and lives in Pine Grove CA, closeby to her sister Patsy (65). I was really tickled to find her. -Linda Davis-Brede (63) ======================================= >>From: Mary Collins Burbage (63) Does anyone remember Mr. Lyda who was vice principal at the high school. I remember in 1963 when a couple of my friends (who shall remain nameless) and I skipped school to go to the State Tournament. The only way we could get tickets was to buy them from Mr. Lyda. So we found out what hotel room he was in and bravely went up and knocked on his door. He wasn't real happy to see us but did give us the tickets in order to get rid of us. The next Monday I took in an excuse (forged of course) stating I had been sick the previous week. Mr. Lyda informed me that he knew I was in Seattle because he remembered us coming up to his room for the tickets. I accused him of calling my father a liar and he backed down and gave me an excused absence (thank goodness but as you will recall "If you skip school, you will not go thru the graduation line"). That should have been the end of the story. However, in 1969 I was living in Othello with my first husband who was a teacher. Othello announced that they had hired a new superintendent and guess who it was: Thomas Lyda. I had to go a reception for him and my husband proudly informed him that I had graduated from Richland in 1963. Mr. Lyda took one look at me and said "I know you were in Seattle for State Tournament". I admitted he was right and he told me he knew all along I had been lying and then he turned around and walked away. That was our one and only conversation the whole rest of the time I was in Othello. I found the whole thing humorous but my husband didn't. To this day, I am sure he blames me for not getting the head football coach job there! -Mary Collins Burbage (63) ================================= >>From: Maren Smyth (64) "Big John and Sparky -- who wanted more than ANYTHING to be a REAL boy..." Early 50's Saturday morning radio... our parents slept... Tim (62), Tere (65) and I would make "tents" with blankets over the dining room chairs... and march around the house when they played "Teddy Bear's Picnic"... they "looked right into our rooms" --right thru the radio -- to see if they were clean or dirty -- and would even call out names of those kids whose bedrooms they were looking at... I'd wait to hear my own name -- scared they would see my dirty room. It was around the time I figured out that they would NEVER look into MY bedroom because they only looked into the rooms of kids with ordinary names like TIM... or GARY -- NEVER Maren... -Maren Smyth (64) =================================== >>From: Erin Owens Hyer (66) Maren, Have to say it was funny reading about Terry Davis and his lady, Erin. My husband's name is Terry and it was weird reading about Terry and Erin and not being able to relate. Later -Erin Owens Hyer (66) =================================== >>From: Alan Porter (67) Hi Gary I have enjoyed reading all the great memories and decided it was time to put in a couple of my own. Someone asked about a bomb scare at Chief Jo. As I remember it was 1962. Mike Schoenecke (67) called in 2 or 3 I think. He was having a hard time with his math teacher and then call in a bomb threat to get out of class. He eventually turned himself in and spent the rest of the school year at a school in the Yakima area. He came back the next year and was on the varsity basketball team. Just prior to his Soph year his family moved to Guam. He went on to get a PhD and teach English at the college level. My family moved to Richland in 1952. We 1st lived at 1325 Farrell Lane and I attended Sacajawea K-1, then we moved to 615 Delafield and I attended L & C 2-3, we then bought a house at 1519 Goethals and I attended Jason Lee for 4 until they changed the boundaries so I went back to Sac. then CJ and then CHS. As I was driving past Chief Jo I saw that the gym had been named for Toivo Pippo who is one of the most memorable teachers that I had. In health one day he told us the story of when his basketball team (OSU, I think, but could be UO) was invited to play at the NIT in New York. He described the team members as a bunch of farm boys who had no culture and when they were at a fancy restaurant they all watched the coach to figure out which spoon or fork to use. Pippo described how his nice thick steak went flying off his plate across the dance floor. My other most memorable CJ teacher was Robert Barnard, math teacher, he had one of the best swings when it came to paddles - he certainly made an impression on me. I came to respect and like him a lot, I believe he died a few years ago. I was one of the thousands that saw JFK and even managed to work my way up to the front of the crowd when he was leaving and had my hand sticking out which he shook. I was in Mrs. Greenfield's Spanish class when we heard of Kennedy's death. That was to be the night of a 9th grade party that was rescheduled. Mrs. Greenfield who also taught girls PE was gone one day and that's when we found out she had been pregnant - it was a surprise to all of us. In HS the teachers that had the biggest influence was David Harry, band teacher and I believe he played trombone with the Glenn Miller band and Mr Wheeler who was an excellent US History teacher. I could then make another list of teachers who weren't so wonderful. This stroll down memory lane of teachers is probably flooding in right now since tomorrow I start my 26th year in education and will be seeing all those bright cheery faces. Thanks Maren and Gary for the great site. -Alan Porter (67) ==================================== >>From: Rick Maddy (67) Hi all, Anybody remember seeing the Russian Sputnik go past in '57? It is a shame what has happened to guns and kids in our society. We would fill a car trunk with all kinds of rifles, shotguns, ammo, baseball bats, and the like, and bring them to school on Friday's. And after school we would head out and try and get beer, then head for the desert night to shoot those poor jackrabbits that I never see anymore when I visit Richland. And nobody got killed cept the bunnies. Now and then we [Phil Collins (67) and I with Tim Curd (67) - and at times others] would go up to the Kennewick dump at night to kill rats. We would usually have a girl(s) in the car to turn on the headlights at our command. In solid black of darkness, we would get back to back, toss some crackers, or bread, and patiently wait. When we could hear a generous amount of scurrying all around us, we would bend over, with our butts touching (that's correct - no phobias here), put the gun stock between our knees and our fingers inside the trigger housing for rapid fire. Then yell at the girl(s) in the car to turn on the headlights. We would fan about 15 rounds each out of semi- automatic .22 rifles in a matter of seconds. In the blaze of this incredible din, we would be yelling (it just comes out), the girls were screaming, the rats panicking, some bearing their teeth, or hopping on their hind legs, or my favorite, hissing at us, and sometimes coming at us in attack mode in their confusion. Then we would yell for the girls to turn out the lights. The three of us would quickly stand up back to back in the pitch black silence of the night and just listen to the rats run and clang the cans in the dump during their escape -- and begin reloading. I will spare you the story about going into the Kennewick Highlands in Ted Edwards' ole man's Sunbeam Tiger and stomping on field mice trapped in the car's headlight's field of vision in the middle of the road. Besides Hector, did anybody ever hear from Rudy Ruiz (66), or his two sister's, after they left? I believe Rudy's father was finally let out of Cuba and the family moved to Spain. I would like to find him again if at all possible. Thanx -Rick Maddy (67) =================================== >>From: Greg Kelly (71) For those of you who were wondering why the name of the school was changed from Columbia High School to Richland High School: The change had nothing to do with the bomb or with confusion with Columbia Burbank. In the early 70's when it was still officially Columbia High School, the athletes were awarded an "R", the back of the band uniforms said "Richland High School", and one of our favorite cheers was "R-I-C-H-L-A-N-D Richland High!" There was also a big concrete "R" in Bomber Bowl. The name was changed officially after Hanford High School was opened. There were now two high schools in Richland, hence two Richland high schools. All the old bombers in town and on the school board were afraid that "Richland" high was in danger of losing its identity, so they made the name change official. (By the way, these are the same people who pretend that the concrete "H" in Fran Rish Stadium stands for High, not Hanford. For those of you who haven't been keeping up, Fran Rish Stadium is the current name for Bomber Bowl.) Greg Kelly, '71 ================================== >>From: Linda Barott Rodriguez (71) Maren, Would you please add my mother to your list of bomber alumni. Her name is Doris Hackney Barott and she graduated in 1952. Her father was the ditch rider and she lived at Horn Rapids Dam out on Harrington Road. She would love to visit with anyone still around the area from that class and can be e-mailed at [deleted for privacy] Thanks for all your good work and the fond memories. -Linda Barott Rodriguez (71) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/10/98 15 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Don McKenzie, Class of 56 Moved to Richland in 1944 to 1208 Mahan and did the Sacajawea, Carmichael route. It was a dramatic year when Chief Jo opened and 1/2 the kids from Sacajawea went north and the other went south. Broke up a lot of friendships. Early memories are family shopping trips Up the Valley to Prosser & Sunnyside to get the Latest & greatest "things". Think the first Shoe x-ray machine was in Sunnyside and that became a BIG destination place. Also there was a bookstore up the Valley and Walla Walla that would be the first to get the latest Hardy Boy books. There was big competition with neighbor Max Case (57) & I to see who could get the latest Hardy Boy book and would hold it until the other had something to trade. Great neighborhood fun, parades, circus's, hide & seek that would include everyone on the block. Originally there were NO fences, it was one BIG back yard. It was a GREAT way to grow up. Teachers that had impact, good or bad were Ms. Furhman - Latin, Mr. Scott - physics, Mr. Gage - 7th grade home room, Mr. Morris -Typing and Mr. Pappas - Band.. Band, orchestra and choir were a very important part of High School. Several band members went on to professional careers in music. -Don McKenzie (56) ================================ >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) TO: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63) I also have two grandaughters ages 17 and 16 and they are also cheerleaders for varsity Rogers Hi in Spokane. Isn't it great to see these wonderful grandkids growing up. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ================================== >>From: Denny Damschen (62) >>To: Cindy Ann Ryan (62) I'm sorry! Forgive me! Ann Ryan doesn't work for me. After almost half a century I'm afraid you'll always be Cindy to me. Love from your ex-nextdoor neighbor and never-ex- friend. -denny damschen (62) ================================== >>From: Tim Smyth (62) TO: Denny Damschen (62) Denny-Got your address from Maren.. seems to be an obsession of hers to find every Col-Hi alumni in the world who has an Email address. Where are you are what are you doing? I've been living in upstate NY for the last 30 years.. 4 daughters and 2 grandkids. Cool! I'm an accountant for a paper machine manufacturing company. I graduated from Louisiana State University.. the TIGERS. I remember 9th grade.. ole Chitty.. when we played tackle on the gym floor and you knocked me out and split my chin open. Remember? Tim Denny's Response: Hi Tim, Sorry, I don't recall the specific incident. Is it too late to say I'm sorry? I'm still in Richland. Was in New Jersey, 1965-1969, in the Air Force, in Pullman, WA, 1977 and 1978, at WSU getting my Degree in Computer Science (finally graduated in 1987!!). I have worked at Battelle, Pacific Northwest National Laboratory in Richland for 30 years now doing computer programming stuff. I may be the oldest Tri- City native who was actually born here and except for the service and college, never left. Been single the last 20 years and raised my daughter, Denni, 23, by myself. Having a great life. Hope you are too. I wouldn't change a thing. (Except maybe nailing you in 1958 or '59!) Very good to hear from you... Hope this finds you and your family happy and in good health. Your friend, -denny damschen =================================== >>From: Ralph Koontz (62) Re: Carol Converse Mauer's question about the Campbell's south end Market. The store was located at the corner of Jadwin and Comstock. Campbell sold out to the Mayfair chain in '59 or '60 and put a lot of bucks into facility renovation. The south end store opened with some fanfare in the summer of '60 and provided jobs for a number of '62 alums: Jim Heaton, Tom Hemphill, Julie Haag, Wendy Walker and me. There may have been others but I don't remember --those brain cells are long gone! It was a fun place to work, close enough to home to walk but, of course, everyone drove to work! Does anyone remember returning soda or beer bottles back to the store for the deposit so you could buy gas for cruisin'? Or how about the fact that in those days you couldn't buy beer or wine on Sunday -- legally? Anyway, sometime in the 70's Mayfair closed the store (and I believe their entire chain) then later a church moved into the facility. A few years ago the building burned to the ground but the church built a new structure on that site. Cheers, -Ralph Koontz (62) ======================================= >>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63) Okay...I have to join in about the mosquito fogger. Anyone else remember "DDT---P U E"! What great sport it was - biking in the fog, yelling that rhyme -and loving every minute. I am glad we can share these memories with one another --- my dear husband just gives me a weird look when I share such memories.... (just had to be there, huh?!) Does anyone else remember Mr. Wright, "When I was a boy in Alaska" -- 6th grade teacher at Jefferson? Don't know how many years he was there. Didn't teach us much, if I remember, but told some good stories. Must get back to the real world. Have a great day! Ann McCue Hewett (63) ================================== >>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63) Someone mentioned Johnny's Delicatessen that was in the Uptown Shopping Center. I also remember Dick & Jerry's Fine Foods. I know it was on the East side of the Uptown also but not sure where. Does anyone know? We used to live on Hunt Street, right across from the Uptown, and across from the little park that all the kids in the neighborhood nicknamed "The Willows" because of all the Willow trees that were there. Most of them are gone now. I remember how quiet it was on Sunday's at the Uptown and how the parking lots were empty, as all the stores were closed then on Sunday's. How about the "Party Lines". You shared a telephone line with at least one or two or more neighbors. It was always tempting to eavesdrop on their conversation once in awhile. There was always the neighbor, who would pick up the phone and say they had an emergency to get you off the phone when you were talking to your friends. Twin City Creamery. I have a Twin City Creamery milk bottle with the Phone # 131, "Best in the West" and Pasco, Kennewick on it. I used to be a car-hop at A & W Drive In, working first for Mr. Hunter, and then Mr. Howard. We had to wear little orange & black hats and we used the belt money changers. We had to add up the orders we took in our head, no calculators, and our boss would go over our receipts every night, and if we had added wrong, he would take it out of our paycheck. I think Baby burgers were 20 cents, mama's were .35, teens .45 and papa's .55. There were the A&W specials which was a hamburger with ham, and someone mentioned the Steak Sandwich which was one of my favorites too. Hamburgers were made with only pickles, onions, and mustard, and in the later years, they changed to a special sauce instead and took away all the family burgers. They went down hill not long after that and finally closed. They should have left it alone while it was good. How about Smitty's Pancake House? Where a lot of us took our mother's on Mothers Day. A stack of pancakes were .60 and a Ham and Cheese Omelet was only 1.20. -Linda Belliston Boehning (63) ======================================= >>From: Don Winston (63) Maren, Yesterday (9/8/98) on Public Radio International (PRI) on a program called "The World" was a feature piece on Richland, the Bombers, the school symbols (pick your poison -- mushroom cloud or falling bomb), glowing in the dark, thyroid disease (?), etc. It was on at 3:00 PM here (Mountain Time), so a lot of people might have missed it, if they weren't goofing off from work like I was. Tapes of the broadcast are available from PRI for $15 (for this you get the whole show, not just the Bomber portion). Call (303) 823-8000 to order a copy if you're interested, or send an email to [deleted for privacy] ---------------To Greg Boyd... Sorry you swooned over the Lung Cancer film. I'm sure Leslie was very impressed. You've always had that effect on the ladies, have you not? --------------To Dianne Ingalls Frost (67)... You referred to Mr. Sawyer's red ties, which implies he had more than one. Maybe he bought another one between '63 and '67? --------------To Marc Leach... I think Redmond's ride was a Borgward Isabella Kombi. A fine German machine -- probably a classic now. 1493 cc, 60 HP, 4 on the column. Speaking of obscure German automobiles, Jim Hamilton -- Although you probably wouldn't admit it, didn't you have a DKW (ring-a-ding- ding)? Or was that someone else (besides me, I mean). Three cylinders, two cycle, mix the oil and gas. Life was great -- your very own DDT machine (less the DDT). Later, -Don Winston ('63) ==================================== >>From: Tony Sharpe (63) When it comes to any apologetics about what Hanford's rightful place in history is, the only attitude should be "Right On". There is absolutely no remorse in this person's heart about plutonium or the "bomb" that it was used in. Does anyone doubt that if that maniac, Hitler, had come up with it first, he would have used it on Western Europe and the USA if he could have delivered it there. War is hell, and if you start one as the Japanese did, you had better be prepared to pay the consequences. We lost more men in the Pacific theatre than in all of Europe, and who knows what an invasion of Japan would have cost. If it had taken 3 bombs to bring Japan back to her senses, then that is what should have been done. In war, the Only thing that counts is who wins, being humane went out with Atilla the Hun. I am proud that my father was involved in the construction of all those Reactors that are now "mothballed". I am extremely proud to have grown up in the grand experience that Richland was and still is to a lesser extent. I would be equally proud if the School Insignia were a Mushroom Cloud, a Bomb or a B- 52 Bomber. SEMPER BOMBERUS -Tony Sharpe, Irradiated, Downwinded, and Proud to be counted a "BOMBER" Class of 1963 ==================================== >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65) Finally, someone else who enjoyed Big John and Sparky! Did you see them when they came to Pasco High School? I was dumbstruck to discover that Sparky was a cardboard puppet instead of a little boy! When I was 21 years old and studying in London, I encountered another student who had listened to the radio program. He threw himself on the floor screaming, "No! No! Don't say that!" when I tried to tell him the truth about Sparky! I also loved The Cinnamon Bear holiday series. It is available on cassette tape. I bought the set at Malley's Pharmacy about 8 years ago. I only played it for my son that one year. But I'm going to try to be more organized this year and make him listen to it with me again this season (he is 20 and his university has a break from Thanksgiving to New Year's; so he will be a captive audience). And, I remember Gunsmoke and The Shadow and Burns & Allen and The Lone Ranger and . . . . -Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65) =================================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Hey Patty and Mary Leona! (and bobby, bunny, donny, jeannie, etc.)Eckert. My brother, Ernie, and Bobby were close friends as kids. They had a pigeon coop in the back yard for a while,then used it as a groundhog cage. Bobby could drink vinegar straight. wow. Good to know you are both still around. -Patty de la Bretonne ================================== >>From: Rod Brewer (65) Re: Rick Maddy (67) asked about Russian Sputnik going by in '57 Yes, Rick Maddy, I remember clearly standing outside in my front yard with the whole family, watching that dot of light slowly move across the sky. -Rod Brewer (65) ====================================== >>From: Patti Eckert Weyers (68) Hi Gary; Mr. Williams in 9th grade was a treat as he and his teacher wife were my neighbors on Van Giesen Street. My first real initiation into a public school. The freedom was unbelievable coming from CK, but I was consumed with horses and riding and competing. The Col Hi lunches were 30 minutes and we scrambled to get to the car, (boyfriend Nick Koontz and myself) and get to the Arctic Circle for our lunch, costing only 50 cents. Sometimes less than 30 cents for two!!! Zips was the in place to cruise and chat, but for the quickie lunch for a bargain price, and the sauce was great, the Arctic Circle was our place. Sally Radditz in CK, I loved the pictures of our class in Mrs. Murphy's room and then the drill team. Seeing so many classmates I had forgotten, but still over the years wondered where they all went: Mary Kerstetter, Rita Hodges, Leon Heneghen, Linda Dossett, Steven Rouse, Ellen Kuykendall, Randy Kefentzis, Margaret Burnside, John Cartmell, Dale Kenizel, Greg Hanson, Shelly Brown, Janice Klyne, Patrick Botts, John Gastkill, Glenna Weiggands, Sharon Ghirardo, Jodi Williams, Bob Fenessey, Susan Henderson, to recall some..? Its funny how in the COLUMBIAN '68 the classmates that were in CK and on through really jump back out at you. Wonder what happened to Mrs. Duncan our 3rd grade 'lay-teacher' in CK? Very neat teacher I recall. Sister Martin Mary in 8th grade was both amazing and the best darn Nun teacher at CK I felt. The sweetest was Sister Margaret Mary in 1st grade. Aurella Marie in 7th grade was the meanest and Father Sweeney was the greatest Priest I have ever known. He remembered names clear up until his last days in Richland Life Care Center. A blessed Man. Remember the May Day processions with little flowered veils all around the school yard and church singing our hymns..... Enough already. Love the nice responses from fellow classmates, its a joy to again reminisce. Irene De La Bretonne Hayes ('61) we all got a kick from you. = Loved your recital of our Eckert Family Names, you learned it just like I say it, perhaps Rita also taught me that way....? She is the greatest Sister of mine!! But then they're all great, come to think about it. The Spudnut Shop holds many wonderful memories for all our family starting at the top with Joan #1 and clear down to me at #8 and probably to #9 & #10 Jean and Chris. It was a very exciting outing for us to get spudnuts and soft ice cream (from the Tasty Freeze on Stevens Drive), together there wasn't a better treat! Cheers -Patti Eckert Weyers ('68) Gary and Maren you do one fine job putting this Sandstorm out! =================================== >>From: Creede Lambard (72) Greg Kelly mentioned the various places where "Richland High School" or "RHS" showed up. One he didn't mention was the big letters "RHS" over the north (if I remember correctly) entrance to the gym. There are probably others. We pretty much used "Col- Hi" and "Richland" interchangeably, but oddly enough we seldom used "Columbia." Cheers, -Creede ================================== >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72) Some of my favorite summer evening memories are of drinking "Fizzies" and eating popcorn and watching the birds and bats eating bugs. I also remember "Funny Face" drinks. My mom and dad walked through Thrifty Drug the night before it burned down and said they smelled a hot electrical smell. They told the manager or someone, but either they didn't take them seriously or couldn't find the problem. That was sad. I remember the day that we gathered in the old theater downtown to celebrate 25 years of Richland. They gave out a lot of door prizes. I managed to win one. :-) I remember going as a family to a Ham Radio get together south of Howard Amon Park. We drove down the dirt road and had to drive through a puddle that came up to the door of our '50 Studebaker. I also remember the day they opened up the road to Vernita to the public. My father had us all go out there. I remember you couldn't take pictures of anything you saw along the way. I did take a picture of the Vernita Ferry. Putting your car on the ferry was an experience. I remember the day that the old Richland High School building was knocked down. I used to play with the klinkers during recess. Thanks for all the memory jogs. Lois Clayton Colton '72 ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/11/98 12 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) Maren, I wonder how many grads remember Helen Skogen. She taught Algebra and probably was the best teacher I have had. She now lives down he street from me and she and Marion Hankwitz, a counselor at ColHi, are my three children's adopted grandparents. They both share the same house at l931 Forest in Richland. Helen has macula (spelling) degeneration and is slowly losing her sight. But it hasn't slowed her down one bit. She is still a wonderful person. I saw Calvin Welch the other day. I haven't seen him in awhile. He still talks and looks the same. And in good health. Calvin Welch was the crafts teacher and then became counselor at Richland and at Hanford high schools. By the way, if any of her past students have a notion to send her or Marion and card, it would thrill them to death. Zip in Richland is 99352 -Ralph Myrick, '51 ====================================== >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) No one has mentioned Mrs. Georgia Burns. Mrs. Burns was one of my favorite teachers at Col. High. She taught shorthand. If anyone knows her whereabouts I'd be interested. I earned a good living using the skills she taught me and I'm very grateful. She not only taught basic skills but also work ethics which proved very helpful. Another teacher I remember was in Carmichael. He was married but no children. He had dogs. I think he is the one I remember sending a student to his home to feed and water his dogs (during class time). Does anyone remember him? Maybe it was Mr. Ingersoll? I think he was my home room teacher. I could be mixed up in my memories. (It could even have been a Col. High teacher. I am sure of one thing: he was a man!) -Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) ====================================== >>From: Cindy Ann Ryan (62) To Denny Damschen (62) Hay call me what you want. After 24 years with Clairol I found myself answering to "Miss Clairol" No more I am retired and loving it. Good to hear from an old friend Message to all Bombers: The March Coming Together To Conquer Cancer The March will be in Washington, DC September 25 & 26. Cancer survivors, caregivers, the medical and research communities and concerned citizens like YOU, will be coming together to demand an end to cancer. Why? Because for every $10 you pay in taxes the government spends only one penny on cancer research. Because 1.5 million will be diagnosed this year 535,000 will die of cancer. Their is more but I am sure you get the point. Many will, but most of us can't make it to Washington, DC. That's why we are marching across the USA. Check with your local Cancer Society for your very own local event. If not PLEASE a moment of silence that we win this war. In case you didn't guess I am very involved in the Denver Rally. If I ever get off the Sandstorm On Line I will begin to design our program (got side tracked) We just landed $1,000 bucks to pay for the sound system. All that sales training paid off. -Cindy (aka Ann) Ryan (62) ================================== >>From: Connie Foster McLean (63) Saw the message from Ann McCue Hewett and wanted to say "hi" to her!!! Chuckled at her comments re: Mr. Wright (6th grade teacher at Jefferson). Remember him well as per your description! But one of the best teachers there was 5th grade teacher Mr. Vittulli -- can't remember specifically much of the academics he taught us, but he sure helped us all become better people! Now that I'm a 5th grade teacher, I hope my students will look back as fondly and respectfully about me 40+ years later!!! I still hear about you and your family via news from your parents to my mom and dad. This is a great way for us all to keep in touch after all of these years!!!!! -Connie Foster McLean (63) ==================================== >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) Re: These radio memories, have nothing to do with dashboard lights Not too sure, but me thinks the Cinnamon Bear and Big John and Little Sparky were broadcast in the afternoon as part of "Uncle Ben's Club House" I think he was some "Kansas City Star" who also went by the name of Cousin Ben Roscoe when dealing with adults and serving as a shill for Bunch Finnigan or the Mad Turk. Whew, all that no comma, thank you Mrs. Boswell. When TV came in about '54, Ben was sent to dry out and/or the showers and our world expand to include "Uncle Jimmy" Noland and Uncle Jimmy's Clubhouse, followed at 5:30 by Montana Tom soon to be replaced by Bert Wells. My bride, "The always Lovely Miss Nancy" made her TV debut on his show with her brownie troop. I think that's when she stole my heart. I could see that red hair on a black and white TV. Good thing she was on before we got cable, or I might have made a run for Annette. Annette was on at 5, following Pinky Lee (and people complain about Barney) and Howdy Doody. I remember the times, 'cause the wednesday night fights (and countinggggg forrrr the knockdownnnnssss) came on at six. Meat Loaf and Ezzard Charles every week along with the Ol' Mans Roi Tan Bankers. I feel so young now, I'm gonna find Kenny Wright and ask him to score me some beer jimbeaux p.s. Back in 1968, while a young lieutenant in Italy (defending the last bastions of freedom, from the Godless hordes from the North) we used to get Big John and Little Sparky every saturday morning on AFN =================================== >>From: Danny Raddatz (64) A comment about fizzies made me think of an experiment I performed to see if things are as good (or as bad) as we remember them. A month or so ago, I was in the local grocery and there in the impulse buy area were fizzies. They were at least repackaged, since they had bar codes, so I knew they hadn't been pulled out of a bomb shelter somewhere. Since my granddaughter was coming to visit, I decided that I would see if they were like I remembered, figuring if not I could pawn them off on her. Got home, opened my prize and dropped one in a glass of water. Got a lot of nice bubbles, a nice sound, a not-so-nice accumulation of scum around the edge, and a strangely familiar aroma. When I downed the drink, I suddenly realized why I hadn't seen them in so many years. It was so bad, that I couldn't give them to my granddaughter for fear that they would define our relationship for years to come. Is there anything else that is that bad? Tang, Ovaltine, Flavor Straws, Bosco? Do they even make Bosco anymore? "I love Bosco, that's the drink for me. Chocolate flavored Bosco is mighty good for me. Mommie puts it in my milk for extra energy. Bosco gives me iron and sunshine vitamin D. Oooh, I love Bosco, that's the drink for me." Before you moan, just remember somebody got paid to write that. -Danny Raddatz (64) ==================================== >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) These are all such great memories that we're all having. Hope we can keep this up for a long time. Re: Ralph Koontz Thanks for helping me remember the name of the streets that Campbell/Mayfair Grocery store was located at. As soon as I read it, I remembered. I've been able to picture it in my mind the whole time. I remember walking to the store when I lived on Benham most every evening. I do remember a lot of the ones you mentioned as working there. I wouldn't even tell my folks that I was going to walk to the store, I'd just leave. I remember talking with you most times that I was there. Remember going for a motorcycle ride out at the old prison camp? That was such fun. We took many of motorcycle ride, but going out there was fun. Re: DBoehn9644 You didn't say your name, so I don't know who this is. I remember the car hops at A&W Drive In. That was my favorite place to go and eat. Re: Tony Sharpe I am also very proud that my dad worked out at Hanford and on the bomb. What you said is so very true. Re: Rick Maddy I, too, remember seeing Sputnik going across the sky. I thought that was so very neat to see it way up in the sky moving. You just didn't see things move like that then. Someone mentioned the old Richland High School by Lewis and Clark Elem. I remember playing there on recesses. We all thought it was the neatest place to play. Seems to me that we could get inside also. Perhaps not. I remember having dreams of being in there and getting lost. For a little kid, that could be a pretty scary place to be in. I have the newspaper picture of the school and the graduating class. [Carol -- the 1992 newspaper article article and the picture is also on the class of 1942 web site... - Maren] Does anyone remember making and taking May Day baskets around to your friends and neighbors? You'd leave them on the front porch, ring the door bell and run and hide before they saw who put it there. That's all for my memories today. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ====================================== >>From: Richard Twedt (64) Greetings from an aging Bomber, Class of 64. Have been reading the "Weekly" and now the "Sandstorm" for several months and felt compelled to add a few of my "fond memories" to the nostalgia bank. * Spending entire summers swimming at the "Islands", and 35 years later not glowing in the dark. * Fry cooking at Zips and loading the cop's burgers with salt and pepper * Delivering the Tri-City Herald at 5am, from Jadwin to Cottonwood * Sleeping out and rendezvousing with four or five girls and then being chased by one of their fathers * Sunday picnics at Sacajawea State Park with family and friends, and checking out the artifacts in the "Museum" * Skiing the Columbia River "Shoot" and not missing the rope * Seeing Theartis sink one from mid-court * Being "mooned" on your first date * Riding your scooter in the desert, and the smell of sagebrush * Jumping from the top of the train bridge into the Yakima * Being asked to Tolo and having a curfew of midnite * Being caught skinny dipping at the "docks" * Singing folk songs in Mark Browne's basement with his brother and buddies * Watching people do the "gator" at Adrian's nite club, what trashy statues! * Hitchhiking up the Yakima Valley to pick fruit and floating back to Richland in the irrigation canals * Making out at Inspiration Point and watching the lights * Having five cheerleaders teach me to jitterbug in their basement * The satisfaction of launching a paper clip into the ceiling fan in study hall and watching the expression on Mr. Anderson's face, rolling steelies was fun too! * Watching the Pasco "Gang Girls" dirty bop at the Kennewick dance hall * Crusin East Pasco late at nite and the overwhelming sense of "danger" And, * How many of you Bombers ever tasted my mom's cookies and cinnamon rolls? Special hellos to: B. Craddock, B.& J. Irwin, L.Powell, R. Warford, R. Gratham, J. & J. Sonderlund, K.Dahl, M. Smith, "Fuzzy" St.John, B. Blankenship, Kavakis, T. & P. Sharpe, "Pitts", J. Hamilton, J.House, D. Damschen, C. Wiley, J. Crigler,M. Bailey, C.Hansen, J. Perkins, S. Keller and to all the girls who broke my heart, Linda Lee, Patti Mitchell, Susan Knox, Susie Philipson, Tomi McKinnon -Richard Twedt (64) ====================================== >>From: David Rivers (65) Big John and Sparky and the Cinnamon Bear were my favorites! Also "Johnny Dollar"...We didn't get TV till '58 and I can remember everyone being in love with Annette... and Having no clue... who she was. I actually bought the Cinnamon Bear tapes a few years back and still have my autographed picture of Big John and Sparky. I guess life goes on no matter where we are but for Richland kids... memories are forever! -David Rivers (65) =================================== >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) Our family moved to Richland in 1951. We stayed at first with my Grandparents, the Andersons, (George, Diane, Linda, Ken, do any of you remember or know any of theses former Bombers) who lived I believe, at 1101 Cottonwood. There were 19 of us living in that 4 bedroom Ranch House at that time. My Dad found a little 2 bedroom house out at the "Y" and so we moved there until our name came up for an A house on 1502 Goethals. We lived on the right half of the house and the Woodcocks lived on the other side. I attended Jason Lee from my Kindergarten year to 2nd grade. My teachers had the best names in the world. Mrs. Askew in 1st grade and Mrs. Hogsey in 2nd grade. Anyone remember them? In 1957 we moved from Goethals to 647 Cedar and another Ranch house. My parents still live there. Mrs. Swain lived two houses down from us and I used to Mow her lawn. The Berkleys lived next door. Anyone remember Barbara and Kathy. Margy May lived about 3 houses down and Harold Davis and his sisters Jean and Janet lived on the corner. Eric Gerber lived on the other corner. John Cole lived at the end of Lee where it ran into Cottonwood. Chuck Lange lived up the alley and Carol Futur lived down the alley. All of these are former Bombers. I went to Marcus Whitman and had Mrs. Fisher in the 4th grade and Mr. Dudley in the 6th. I went to Carmichael Jr. High from 1961 to 63. Now lets be truthful kids. His Name wasn't Mr. Chitty but "Shitty Chitty" Am I right or am I right! It was in the 9th grade that I had what I consider to this day and for all time to be the best class I ever had in any school at any time. Mr. Anderson's Mechanical Drawing class. We had so many episodes in that class it was unbelievable. If anyone cares to hear or if anyone was actually in that class and want to rehash some of those, just drop me a line. I became a Bomber in 1964 and I am finding it pretty amazing that I remember many of you 63 and 64 grads. I remember all of the places and people that have been brought up. Muscles and his bike, Sonny, The Pasco swimming pool with the rope, dances at the Roller Rink. How many of you remember the Richland/Davis basketball game, I believe in 64, when Ray Stein and Gary Webb led the #2 Bombers past Jay Bond and the #1 Davis Pirates? BFD (Beat Fierce Davis) was born at that time. I remember Doc Meacham and her bra, Cryin Cal (Gentle) and Mr. Unruh and his coffee pot. Thanks to all of you for posting your memories and would be glad to hear from any of you. -Bob DeGraw (66) ==================================== >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) Hi, Gary! Yes, Creede Lambard (72) was correct in yesterday's Alumni Sandstorm regarding the big "RHS" letters that were on the north entrance to the gym. Those letters were from the class of 1966 as "our" graduation gift to the school. I noticed that they disappeared a number of years ago. Does anyone happen to know the story of why the letters were removed? I have been curious about the disappearance of "our class gift" for a long time, in addition to be offended. Thanks, Shirley Collings Haskins (66) ===================================== >>From David Odom (69) AKA Dave Mars I got back from a long vacation to find a lot incredible amount of emails in my PC, at least 30. Whew! I need to work on my speed reading. Cool stuff. This sure has brought back memories I had misplaced. I forgotten Muscles, and the Pasco Plunge. I was satisfied with just lurking until I ran into Larry Reid mentioning my name. We worked at Zips together in 1967. By the way the mayonnaise Chubb for the Zips tarter sauce recipe weighed thirty pounds. My family moved here in 1954 from El Paso, Texas (Ft. Bliss). My Dad was a Professional Soldier. He first saw action in W.W.II on Omaha Beach. He was wounded on day three. He was shot through neck by a sniper. The bullet missed his arteries and his spine. He was shipped back to England to a hospital. (Saving Private Ryan made me tear up big time) After he recovered from his wounds he was reassigned to one of Pattons' Tank units just in time for the battle of bulge. He was wounded in the left thigh, by another bullet it went through one side and out the other. My mother hated Patton. I think she felt that he saw his men as nothing but pawns. I bring this up because at the end of the European campaign. My dad had reassigned again to the 82nd airborne for the assault on Japan. I'm probably getting to write this because of the BOMB. When we first moved here we lived in a Quonset hut out at Camp Hanford. I remember going to the commissary to by groceries, the bag boys were paid only with tips. I seem to remember the officers club was near the trailer park in North Richland. That Fall we moved to a house on Camden St. That winter I saw snow for the very first time. 54-55 was a very snowy year. In the spring we moved to 705 Coast. The older boys in the neighbor hood showed me how to catch scorpions. I kept them in a jar in my toy box so my mom wouldn't find them. One morning my mother wouldn't let me play outside because she spotted rattlesnakes in our back yard. The Hill north of us was called rattlesnake hill. It would later become a Mobile home park with Streets named Proton Lane, Nuclear Ln. The only Kid I Remember from that street, was Johnny Trumble. The fall of 55 we moved to an A-House at 1314 Farrell Lane. Larry Reid lived Down the Street on Symons. The Wiaters lived up Street. The Rhotens lived across the street. Paul Paige lived next door and the other side of our A house was occupied by the McGilbreys(sp?) who were full blooded Indians from Oklahoma. They had three daughters that were no longer living at home. I don't remember their names. The dad's name was George he was a guard out on the site. He would take me fishing with him. My impression of them was that they were completely assimilated into the White Anglo Saxon Culture. One thing nobody seems to have mentioned was the strong smell of coal smoke in the fall and winter. When I smell that odor now it reminds me that it was time to plan your Halloween Costume and the route for the evening. Of course the obvious route was through neighborhoods with A and B Houses for more candy per blocks traveled. >From my bedroom window I could see the NBofC sign in Uptown Shopping Center. For Thanks Giving the family would have dinner at the Nike Missile base at the foot of Rattle Snake. We would get to watch them raise and lower the missile's and then take a bus ride to the top of Rattle Snake Mt. to the Radar Station, that is where my dad worked. Man it was windy up there. I thought I was going to blow away. My mom was very active in USO shows and I ended up in quite a few them. I would have rather been sleeping with my scorpions. I noticed that a couple of people mentioned the Borgward car. My parents bought a brand new one in 1958. It was red. I always sat behind the my mother when she drove it and would bug my sister until she would freak out. My mother kept a switch in the front seat, which she would use without hesitation when there was commotion behind her. My sister always took the brunt of these punishments because she sat in harms way. I don't think she ever figured out that I wanted sit behind the driver for tactical reasons. The schools I attended were Sacajawea, Marcus Whitman, Jason Lee Then C.J. I have two daughters. One graduated in 96 the other graduates in 2000. RE: To Joe Large, regarding the T-shirt with "The older I get the better I was." It is a No Fear Brand t-Shirt. -David Odom (69) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm * 9/12/98 19 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Dear Maren: My brother-in-law, Dave Thompson, received a copy of this which he sent on to me. I am Betty (Johnson) Bennett, and I graduated from Col-Hi in 1946. Are you interested in grads from that long ago? I have stayed in the Tri-Cities (mainly Richland) since I got out of high school. Have 3 children (2 boys and a girl) Dave, Steve and Janet. All went to Carmichael and then graduated from Richland High (Col- Hi). I have a granddaughter who also went to Carmichael and then graduated from Richland Hi. So that's 3 generations of us!! I would like to be on the mailing list for the Alumni Sandstorm. You are doing a great job and I enjoy hearing about all the others, although they are so much younger than I am. Keep up the good work. Betty Johnson Bennett ===================================== >>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53) Hello all you Bombers, My granddad's farm bordered the Old Richland Hi property. They raised asparagus. My sister, Kassie, and I both went to Lewis and Clark. I was the student body president when in the 8th grade - the same year everyone moved to Carmichael. We were 4-Hers -remember the County fairs and the state fair too. We did lots of sewing - and cooking - won many ribbons. Mrs. Liggett was the leader and later Ronnie Yates's mom. We lived in our tract house on Lee Blvd. until I graduated from H.S. -Mother and Dad and Kassie moved to a street off Hunt Point - Gilliard drive while I was away at college. Mother still lives there. I'm enjoying all the memories and, like the rest of us, realize what a special and historic place we all grew up in. Sorry I won't be at the reunion this weekend - didn't find out until last week and just can't do it. -Marilyn ================================ >>From: Tom McGuire (54) Thanks to everyone who helped in locating Jerry Swain. What a great tool having the Sandstorm. Thank you Norma, Millie and Kenny. Jerry and I connected along with some other long lost friends. I will keep in touch. Tom McGuire =================================== >>From: Robert Kennedy '60 Finally, someone mentioned Mr. Ingersoll at Carmichael. Barbara, I do not remember the dog incident, but it sounds in character for him. He kept big dogs (boxers as I recall) in a backyard kennel. He was the basketball coach, assistant football coach and track coach. His long suit was discipline. He could take some pretty talented players like Pat Crook and Kenny Ryan and beat a team of very talented players like John Meyers and C W Brown. He also maintained discipline in the classroom, but it relied heavily on a mahogany paddle. I remember receiving only one or two hacks from him and they hurt - please tears don't overflow. He used a long paddle with holes drilled in it. Said holes prevented a cushion of air from absorbing any of the force propelling the paddle. One day in 8th grade health class (the very quarter when our vocabulary of the reproductive system was dramatically increased) we were, as a class, being noisy and could not stay settled down. "Everyone come after school for 20 minutes." "But Mr. Ingersoll I have to who knows what after school." "Anyone who can't come after school may take 10 spats now." No one in their right mind budged. Don Llewellyn had an event that he couldn't miss or he would be cut from the team or something equally dire. He took the punishment, didn't wince. He won much respect from me and I'm sure several others on that day. I don't recall that the rest of us had to stay after school, either. Don went on to become one of a few good men. Bob Ingersoll was my homeroom teacher in 9th grade. It was a good experience and I don't remember any paddling that year. He was one of the first teachers who actually seemed human and who would talk to us at our level. He could tease us a little and certainly could acknowledge the effects of hormones on our daily conduct. (Don Llewellyn might disagree.) At the end of the school year, he and his wife hosted a class party for his two homerooms at their ranch house on Cottonwood. It was a gala event with lots and lots of those little 6 oz Pepsis (not Cokes). I can't remember anything else about that party except chugging Pepsis. Mr Ingersoll and his wife (the band teacher when we were in 8th and 9th grades) moved to southern California in the summer of '57. -Robert Kennedy (60) =================================== >>From: Dennis Hayward (62) To Tony Sharpe (63) - re your comments about the bomb - right on - couldn't have said it any better! ================================ >>From: Anne Jochen Dowdy (63) I was born in Richland, WA. in 1945 at Kadlec Hospital and was named Anne Jochen. I went to school at Jefferson Elementary, Chief Joseph Junior High School and Columbia High School. I have a sister Betty Jochen who graduated from Columbia High School in 1946, another sister Marlene Jochen who graduated in 1954, and a brother Clark (Buzz) Jochen who graduated in 1951! Keep up the good work!!!!! -Anne Jochen Dowdy (63) ================================= >>From: Earl Bennett (Gold Medal Class of '63) I attempted to send the following to the webmaster at a fan site for Terrance Knox, but it bounced as "undeliverable." Thought I'd share it with y'all until I can find a working address for his worshipful devotees: If you want to expand your biography a bit ( and maybe make him wonder how you knew), I lived across the street from Terry Davis from 1955 to whenever he and his mother and older sister Judy (maybe class of '59 or '60) moved, probably 4 or 5 years later. I don't remember if his dog Bandit was still alive when they moved, but he was a cute mutt and I remember liking him. I wonder, does Terry remember painting designs on Bandit with lipstick? I was 2 years older than Terry, but small for my age, so we were roughly the same size until about '58 or '59, when he passed me. There were quite a few kids in the neighborhood about our age, and we played a lot of hide-and-seek, guerilla warfare games (I was good at concealment, cover and ambush, he was good at frontal assault), swimming in the 6-12" deep water down the street when the storm drains couldn't handle the rare heavy rains, riding our bikes all over town (chasing the jeep spraying a fog of mosquito spray that I'm told contained DDT), building tumbleweed forts among the sagebrush, and numerous other normal childhood pastimes. Terry was a scrappy kid who could handle himself well in any confrontation - still reflected in his confident air. I remember being quite surprised when I heard about his marriage to Sue Knox, since they came from totally different backgrounds - in fact, her father was my folk's dentist for a while, and I admired him for his high standing in Washington State seniors tennis - he and his brother were apparently unbeatable in doubles. Terry's had an interesting career. I haven't followed it much, as I'm not into hollywood, but I did see a few episodes of St. Elsewhere (after Mom wrote and told me about it), and a couple of his other guest roles since. I don't know if this email service identifies me beyond the user id - I'm Earl Bennett. If you have contact with Terry, tell him Hi for me. Thanks. ecb3 ================================ >>From: Greg Boyd (63) To: Tony Tellier (57) Perhaps you proclaim you innocence too loudly. However, it is true that you were not a party to my early adolescence use of your old trench periscope to spy on Carol Burt and Sharon Tate. As I remember your parents gave the periscope to me well after you had gone off to WSU to do "adult things" in engineering school. Interestingly enough, the memory of spying on Carol and Sharon was more about doing something that I "wasn't supposed to" rather than ogling girls. Sorry, gang, but I can't remember much about what either Carol or Sharon looked like in their bathing suits (which you could see without threat of bodily injury at the swimming pool). To: Tony Sharpe (63) Nice rebuttal about Hanford's purpose and intent. I agree with you... Regarding Sputnik, which in fact served to establish the "Military/Industrial Complex" that drove our economy well into the late 1980's, I was so impressed that Halloween I went tricker-treating as Sputnik. My dad helped me fashion a set of antennas which were attached to a tin foil wrapped (probably real tin in those days) football helmet. My mother then sewed some stars on an old black jacket of some sort and that was the whole costume. Man, was I proud... Regarding things that we weren't supposed to do, has any body heard from or know the where abouts of either Richard or Larry Tew. One of my fond memories was going with them to launch a really cool rocket that Larry and Richard made. Unfortunately, on ignition it fell over and exploded. Fortunately, and thanks to a bunker of sorts and Tony's periscope, we were saved from a rather large "bang." When we got home (Richard and Larry lived across the street on Torbett), however, we discovered a hole in the front fender of their mom's volkswagon. It seems that in the explosion, the finely crafted nose cone, turned out of a single piece of steel, had gone completely through the fender. Can't remember how that turned out. When "we" locate either of them, be fun to find out. Finally, all the foreign car comments reminded me that we actually managed to put fourteen (?) folks into Kurt Johnson's Fiat 600 D. The real test came when he managed to drive from the "Senior Parking" lot to Zips and back, fully loaded! (Was the class of 63 the last year to have a Senior Parking lot?) Oops, an other memory magically appeared. Remember when we thought we were being cool and actually brought our boats to school with us. (Gee, how did Mr. Haag ever figure out that we might actually be considering skipping out to go water skiing). For those of you who remember that particular incident/challange, Barry Bristol's boat was faster. Afraid that the old 27 horse McCullough just didn't make the grade against a 40 horse Merc. Speaking of Barry Bristol, has anybody heard from him. I just missed him around 1990 in Seattle. I guess he was sailing around the world in those days and spent some time in Seattle on a medical related thing (?). Enough of this drivel for now, but want to mirror everybody's thanks to Maren and Gary for the "new and improved" Sandstorm. To that end, should you ever need contributions for a dedicated machine and or lots of extra gigs, I'm in. Greg Boyd ===================================== >>From: Kathy Rathvon (63) O.K. Here's one NO ONE has mentioned. How about the tax tokens. They came in green plastic & aluminum. The tax must have been 1/3 of a cent on a dollar, because you could get a piece of penny candy for three tax tokens. When I wanted some candy & my mother didn't have a penny, she would give me three tax tokens. Also, during the summer, my mother wouldn't buy watermelon until it got down to 1& 1/2 cents per pound. -Kathy Rathvon ('63) ================================== >>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63) Gary & Maren, Dick will love it when he reads today's Sandstorm tonight that he used to be a car-hop at A & W. He has received a few e-mails today from classmates teasing him about that. Just for the record: it was me, Linda, who wrote those memories yesterday, not Dboehning. Although maybe I should just tell him that his memory isn't that good, and he looked cute in that black and orange hat. -Linda Belliston Boehning (63) =============================== >>From: Peggy Sheeran Finch (63) Remember thinking the smokestack was the tallest structure in the world (and think I even told people outside of Richland that whenever I traveled as a kid.) Remember a pole sitter at the car dealership (?Ford) on the corner of Lee (think that's the street that goes down the hill past Carmichael) and Stevens? Remember an incident at a basketball game in which a certain player from the class of '63 accidentally pulled not only his warm-up pants down, but his shorts, too, in his rush to get out on the court? Brother, Pat, attended the old high school ('48 grad), and I also remember getting to play in the old building before it was torn down. Peg Sheeran Finch ('63) ================================== >>From Bob Mattson (64) Well, Richard Twedt (64) mentioned study hall, and Mr. Anderson. Clipboard, hawk eyed, moving, then an egg just missed the clock to the left of the stage. Even a penny's clink was enough of a distraction to made the time spent there bearable. The egg's stain lasted a long time, about 35 years I'd say. ============================= >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) To all the people who responded to my inquiry about the drug store being named Downtown Thrifty, I thank you. I do remember it burning down now. Gee, how one forgets until someone mentions something. And then, how quickly it all comes back to you. -Carol ================================ >>From Gary Behymer This is from the HillTopicsOnline -- WSU newspaper/ClassNotes: Francis W. "Fran" Rish ('42 Phys. Ed., '46 Educ.) was inducted into the Washington State Football Coaches Hall of Fame in June. He played football at WSU before serving in WWII, then went to Richland High School where he put together 12 consecutive winning seasons, beginning in 1948. From 1946-66, his teams compiled a 106-63-10 record and won eight league championships. The Bomber Bowl was named "Fran Rish Stadium" in 1983. Rish is a past recipient of the WSU Alumni Achievement Award. -Gary Behymer (64) =============================== >>From: Joe Large (68) Dear (Diary) Sandstorm, Speaking of Cinnamon Bears. Does anybody remember Mike Howell (class of 68 (Ithink)). I think he was the owner of a pet-live Cinnamon Bear. I remember seeing it one Halloween at a Spalding School Halloween party. The bear was on a chain and was about 3 feet tall, really cute and tame. Other than that, that's all I can remember of it. TO: Ralph Myrick (58) Dear Ralph, I remember Helen Skogen VERY WELL! She was one of my Jr. High math teachers. I remember she gave me an IQ test once. She seemed extremely kind and I enjoyed her immensely as a teacher. When you see her again, PLEASE tell her Joe Largé (Large is OK, too) says HI and that I hold fond memories of her. Tell her I am doing well, I have a wife of 25 years (length of marriage, not robbing the cradle), 4 kids and work at Madigan Army Medical Center as a Network/Computer technician. TO: To Greg Boyd (63), I used to know a Gerald Boyd when I was a kid. He lived on Acacia St., across from Spalding School. You wouldn't happen to know who he is, do you? Dear Alan, I remember David Harry very well! Man, what a class-act. He was a fabulous musician! If I remember rightly, he was a graduate of WSU. I believe he was the one responsible for getting us the WSU Fight Song for Richland High. Our band teacher after him was Armand Boatman. He played piano for Henry Mancini. Wonder where he is now. He was probably the one teacher that had the greatest effect on my life. I still play music (Trumpet) (first chair for practically 2 years) (I fought for first between me and Roy Simonis (wonder where he is now, I'd LOVE to hear from him again!).) I also write music, as a hobby, on an occasional basis. I played a piece that I had written for our '68 class reunion (entitled "Reunion") we had beginning of August. Got a good round of applause out of it, even with the sour notes. I remember going to hear Mr. Boatman's quartet once. His Jazz was really GOOD! CIAO For Now, all you Bomberites! Joe Largé (68) =================================== >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) Re: the RHS on the Gym entrance: What I heard was that those sneaky Bulldogs sawed off the leg of the R and rather than get it fixed, the district just took it down. Seems it disappeared right around the time the gym was dedicated to Art "Daddy" Dawald, the most interesting government teacher I ever had. Sleeping through those boring films, I wonder how I ever learned enough to pass the class. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ================================= >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72) I loved making May Day baskets. Made them out of paper and filled with white flowers and lilacs. Those were the kinds of flowers I could find in my yard. We lived at 904 Davenport and we had several elderly ladies all around us. Those were the ones I "surprised." Does anyone know a Barbara Isaacson (58)? She used to babysit me when I was very little. I don't remember her, but my mother still occasionally talks about how she was the best baby sitter we had. -Lois Clayton Colton (72) =============================== >>From: Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74) Hi Maren -It seems that the 50's & 60's have been well represented on your web site, but I rarely see anything from my era! I am finally compelled to write because sadly one of our classmates passed away last week unexpectedly. Apparently Blaine Teverbaugh (74) died of a heart attack. He was living in Texas - Christy Hubbard Oviatt (74) was able to attend the service and said 30 young boys in football uniforms attended the service. Apparently he followed in his dad's footsteps as a coach. His Dad was the basketball coach during the 70's. I certainly have many fond memories of basketball games in the Art Dawald gym and regional tourneys at Spokane (The Davenport or the Ridpath were the place to be!). And the bleacher bums - the "bench warmers" with their routines. I think they finally got into trouble because we started watching them more than the basketball games! And no one has mentioned the boat races - I don't know when the hydroplanes first came to the Tri Cities (we moved there in '69) but I have many memories of spending the night in line, walking up and down and seeing all kinds of unspeakable things. If my parents ever knew what went on they would never have allowed it! Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74) =============================== >>From: Kevin Linn (81) Gary, Yes. My mom taught at both Chief Jo and Carmichael until we both graduated in 1981. She now lives in Spokane near my sister. In fact, today is her 75th birthday. (Friday September 4th) ========================================== ========================================== Remember -- Look for the next issue Monday morning. 9/14/98 That's it for today. Please send more. ========================================== ========================================== ****************************************** ****************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/14/98 16 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Keith Clark (47) On-line classmates from 1945-1949 Would like to hear from you.... =============================== >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) RE to Joe Large. Joe, I read you e-mail about Miss Skogen to her right after you sent it -- she was thrilled to death. Thanks for you response. I know you certainly made he day. If anyone wants to contact my sister, Norma Myrick (53), Miss Skogen or Mairon Hankwitz you can do it though me. Ralph Myrick. ======================================== >>From: Al Parker (53) TO: Wanda Wittebort Shukay (53) Hi, Wanda... I attended the great combo Class of '53 and Club 40 shindig Friday night, September 11, at the Tower Inn in Richland. (Won't be able to do the Saturday night banquet.) I just thought I'd give you a quick overview of this outstanding night. There must have been around 150 people there. 142 have registered for Saturday events. One of the fantastic highlights of this great night was a tribute to Fran Rish who appeared in person! Wow, didn't that bring back the old "R-I-C-H-L-A-N-D- Richland is our name!" vibes! We were lead in two or three rousing cheers by a couple of obviously experienced RHS cheerleaders, man and woman, whose names I missed. Norma (Loescher) Boswell will probably know who they were. This was the type of thing you'd like to be able to send out videos of! Exchanged great "hellos" and/or extended conversations with such as, Norma Loescher, Rita Zanger, Patty Badger, Lois Loftus, Betty Byrd, Dolores Hoover, Jim Gladfelder, Jim McMeown, Marilyn Richey, Rod Linkous, various charming spouses, and many more. I was very impressed that so many were there from earlier classes, such as '48, and even earlier. Norma (Loescher) Boswell, one of the prime movers and shakers of this event, was taking lots of pictures per your request. The arrangers and producers of this show did a great job with a "memory lane" decor that included fantastic picture boards of all "Club 40" classes. Special interest venues, such as Hi Spot and By's Burgers were nicely displayed also. In the hospitality room, the walls were covered with pics of groups, teams, clubs, and there were lots of album type picture books. The ambiance, the memories, the conversations, the out loud laughter and joking around; everything and everyone were wonderful! I am sure Saturday's Dance and Banquet will also be memorable, invigorating and in all ways nourishing also. The pictures you get from Norma will help round out your own personal "remote" view of this year's splendid event. Take care! -Al Parker ================================== >>From: Ken Heminger (56) It's just great reading all the memories that are brought up on the Sandstorm. Some have sparked some of mine. Some one mentioned looking for agates. We lived at the foot of Flat Top in then Heminger City. In back of Flat Top was an old bombing range. Must have been used during WWII at some time or other. My brother Irvin and I would climb Flat Top and go down the other side to the bombing range. There we would find many old tail fins and other assorted pieces of exploded bombs. We were not interested in that stuff, it was just something to kick or throw rocks at. Our main reason was the gravel road that went behind Flat Top and ended up at ( I think ) hiway 182. That gravel road was full of agates. My brother always found more then I did. I claimed that it was because he was shorter then I was and could see'm better. There was also a dump back there that held a treasure of "Good Stuff " to kids our age. I was in Richland sometime back and of course I had to go back to the old stomping grounds. Went to the top of Flat Top and was amazed at all the housing that was going up back there. As a kid I could look that direction and all there was to see was desert. TO: Kathy Rathvon (63) You stole my thunder, I was going to bring up the Tax Tokens. I don't remember them being different colors. I do remember the aluminum ones. You're right they were worth a 3rd of a cent. Couldn't buy anything with out coming up with one-two or three tokens. If you didn't have the tokens, an extra penny would get you a couple tokens back. What is the Tax rate there now..... 8~9%? That's it for now, don't want to bore anyone..... Ken Heminger (56) ================================ >>From: Jack Grouell (61) It is inevitable that any discussion of Richland will eventually touch on the reason for its existence, which was to provide a place to live for the thousands of workers and their families who were there to build the Hanford facility. While those workers were engaged in this effort, thousands more were fighting in the battlefields of the Pacific and Europe. My dad was one of those GI's and after fighting in the Battle of the Bulge and some of the other battles leading to the defeat of nazi Germany, he was being held in a camp in France, awaiting shipment to the Pacific for the invasion of Japan. The bombing of two cities in Japan with nuclear weapons made that invasion unnecessary and my dad was sent home, along with the thousands of other GI's, many of whom would not have survived the ongoing war with Japan. Am I sorry there was a bomb? I am sorry there was a war. I am grateful that there was a way to end it without further unnecessary loss of life on both sides. Was it necessary to use the Bomb? Was ANY of it necessary? The debate will never be resolved. What is resolved is that the war ended without an invasion, and lots of dads came home. The people who built Hanford have nothing to be ashamed of. -Jack Grouell ================================= >>From: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63) Re: Terry Davis......I was a fan of "Tour of Duty" and watched faithfully and then I attended a State Vietnam Veterans of America conference in Renton several years ago and there was the guy from Tour of Duty... Someone came up and said that he had graduated from Richland... I was amazed (not remembering anyone named Terrence Knox as a Richland grad of my era.).... So as I stood in line to meet him I kept thinking I should remember this person...... but the name still was a puzzle... as I finally got face to face with him I remembered!!!! at that moment, a friend who was with me blurted out "This is Carol and she went to school with you in Richland!"... He was very gracious and asked what year I graduated etc.... I mumbled some dumb response and couldn't quit staring at his turquoise eyes>>> He explained that he took Susan's maiden name for his professional name and that his management lied about his age for promotion purposes..Totally embarrassed, with numerous gushing female friends around we had a photo taken... .He was really nice and I felt very dumb!.... He has been in numerous movies made for t.v. and I hope someone knows how to get in touch with him so he can enjoy all the reminiscing................... CW =================================== >>From: Kurt and Sherri Ward Johnson (63) OK, we have to jump in here now and stop lurking. Greg Boyd's comment about Kurt's episode with the Fiat is what inspired us. Does anybody remember that when he took the huge load up the hill past the Mormon church that we got pulled over? The excuse the cop used was the car didn't have an outside mirror and with all those kids he couldn't see out the rear view mirror. About half of us had to get out and wait for Kurt to make another trip! He used to pull the car up the driveway and turn right onto the patio in the back yard of my house on Trippe Street. He always had a reserved parking spot in the senior lot at school because the Fiat was so small it fit up on the island. One day several guys decided to show how macho they were and picked up the backside just as we were trying to drive away! I used to be a car hop at A&W too --- still have my orange #4 card that we put in the windows. I can remember the day Kurt first got that Fiat and drove in to A&W with it --- he was grinning from ear to ear! And I thought it was a weird little car with doors that opened from the front! Kurt worked at Roy Davis, delivering furniture. He and Richard Flora, who worked at Uptown Furniture, thought they were hot stuff because they made $1.50 an hour. Remember the big homecoming bonfires and loading up anything in the county that would burn? And how the collection required continuous guarding, to keep the Pasco kids from coming over and burning it up early? Loved the memory about the mums with the green pipe cleaner "R" ---too bad that's not still a tradition. Going back to grade school --- did anyone else have to head home like I did when they heard the five o-clock whistle? We're in Virginia now, living in Newport News. Kurt teaches in Williamsburg and I'm in the Air Force at Langley AFB. We're going to trade in our roaming the world for the last 30 years and settle in Seattle next summer. -Kurt & Sherri Ward Johnson (63) ========================================== >>From: Jim Hodgson (64) RE: Reply to "The Houses That Hanford Built" Well, Gary, we lived in an "E" House next to you and Kenny Gray Lived in a house like yours on the other side of us. We moved to Richland from Seattle in 1952. Living on the river always gave me a feeling of what I imagined Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer's life was like. Hope all is well. I will be coming your way the end of October. Father's Weekend at WSU. TO: Kathy Wersen Alder (64) Hi Kathy, Do you remember Mike Husky and Judy ? Mike talked me into sneaking out for our first date. We went to a show and then walked home. I was so scared that my parents might find out and not approve. How's life in Juno? -Jim Hodgson ================================= >>From: John Fletcher (64) Maren, Keep up the great work. I hate computers (in the sense that they represent work for me); but I get up every morning a look forward to reading the tales of Richland and particularly Hanford. Great memories. -John Fletcher ============================= >>From: Mary Sullivan (64) HELLO AGAIN! Someone asked about May Baskets! I AM CRUSHED!! After ALL these years I thought I was THE ONLY ONE granted this privilege since my birthday happens to fall on that specific day! I put in lilacs and pansies. OH WELL, I AM A BOMBER AND I WILL SURVIVE!!! Does anyone remember anything regarding "The "Red and Blue" Armies?? I remember being in High School and driving Uptown and seeing "TONS" of guys in uniform---looking for our "High Spots" Remember when Coca Cola was REALLY COKE!!! Forget Whitehall phone numbers -- ours was always 79767!! Gotta run--but more later!! Thanks again for everyone keeping this going!!! -Mary Sullivan (64) ===================================== [Mary -- and ours was 5-7627 --Maren] ================================= >>From: Rafael Alcazar (64) HI... HAVE BEEN OUT OF THE COUNTRY ON BUSINESS FOR A WHILE (ALMOST 5 MONTHS) I AM BACK FOR A FEW DAYS AND WILL PROBABLY HAVE TO GO AGAIN IN A WEEK OR SO. I HOPE NEXT TIME THERE WILL BE MORE OF AN OPPORTUNITY TO CATCH UP ON ALL THAT IS HAPPENING. HOWEVER, ALTHOUGH I AM AWAY, BOMBERS ARE NOT FORGOTTEN. TALK WITH YOU SOON, REGARDS TO ALL THE ALUMNI, RAFAEL =============================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Along with sparky, does anyone remember the crazy quilt dragon from the radio show? I remember lying on the floor in the living room in front of the radio (a big old console model) listening to Uncle Ben's Story Hour, I believe after school or before dinner around the Christmas Holiday. This is too much fun.... Patty ====================================== >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) To: Jim Hamilton (63) You were asking about Tom Knudsen's address a few weeks ago. I believe it is: Thomas W. Knudsen; [deleted for privacy]. The phone number is [deleted for privacy. To: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) You were asking about Mrs. Georgia Burns' address. It is [deleted for privacy]. Her phone number is [deleted for privacy. Mrs. Burns was also a very favorite teacher of mine. She provided me to big opportunities in my life. The first was a referral for a job position at Hapo Federal Credit Union in March, 1966 (my senior year). I did get the position, working part-time after school the rest of the school year. Due to all of the skills Mrs. Burns instilled in me, I became the executive secretary in June, when the previous lady eloped without giving notice to the manager. I worked at Hapo 12 1/2 years, until our first daughter, Lindsay, was born in October, 1978. The second big opportunity was when Dennis, my husband, and I were ready to purchase a house. We wanted to buy either a "Q" or "R" house. Ray and Georgia Burns were ready to sell their "Q" house in 1976. By the time we found about their home being for sale (word of mouth then) they already had a couple of offers, including one from a teacher at RHS. Apparently Georgia wanted us to own the home because they passed on the other offers and even lowered their asking price so that we could purchase the house. We have taken good care of it ever since. Ray passed away about 10 years ago, I think. Georgia still lives in Port Angeles, which is where they had moved when they left this area in 1976. TV Memories: "Queen for a Day!" "N.E.S.T.L.E.S., Nestles makes the very best ... c h o c o l a t e! "M.I.C.K.E.Y. M.O.U.S.E. Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck,! Forever let us hold our banners HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH! Come along and join the club that's made for you and me. M.I.C., see ya real soon, K.E.Y., why?, because we like you, M.O.U.S.E.!" Shirley Collings Haskins (66) ========================================== >>From: Mary McCue Hansen (67) It is great reading everyone's memories! I thought that part of my brain had dried up and all but blown away, but reading all the e-mails has brought life back to the past!! It is particularly great to hear from great range of years....My father came to Richland in the early years, so have memories from older brothers and my sister. When I wrote in to request the Sandstorm, I didn't include all information. Please update my Bomber 67 e- mail listing, etc. to include my "known by back then" name: Mary McCue Hansen. Thanx. Class of '67 - Where are you? Keep the memories coming!!! -Mary McCue Hansen (67 =============================== >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) I thought Terry Davis Knox was married to Karen Knox? I think she was a homecoming queen at one time? At this age my mind plays tricks on me and I could be on an other planet for all I know!! Just have to let you know how much fun I've been having! I've found 2 very dear old friends of mine from high school years and we've been talking and writing. Rick Allen, his wife Jackie and Jerry Coffee and his wife Doris. It make a body feel young again to reach out and touch somebody!! I've written to John Tadlock to see if his sister Shari has e-mail but I didn't receive a reply. How about you Billy does she? I'm still looking for Marti (Martha) Sterns, so if any old West Richland people know her where abouts I'd love to hear from her. So would a few other friends of hers. Jim Howard are you out there? Remember the morning I took my folk's 59 Ford for a swim in the West Richland Ditch?? I think I woke everyone up with that little trick!! Hey Jim do you remember Mrs. Wiley's typing class? Remember the day you, John Fuller and Harry Walker and I think Larry Hutchensen joined you, when you all one by one got on your knees with books in hand and crawled out the door while she was showing her slides of the "figgers" of the saints in the Vatican. I was left there the only one in the row and surrounding seats after you all "Crawled" out!! She never even noticed you were gone!! OH the good ole days!! Well it's back to reality and life in general. I would love to hear from anyone out there that remembers me!! Maren and Gary keep up the good work, aka hard work. -Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ============================== >>From: Chuck Smith (69) Alumni Sandstorm, Boy does these stories bring back lots of memories. As I look back at high school and number of teachers come racing by. Mr. Jones, our chemistry teacher was something else. A lot of things happened in his class, especially with Richard Gibson, who I understand is now a lawyer in Arizona, and Brad Cutshall, a now retired medical doctor, in class. One incident was when we were studying fertilizers and Mr. Jones asked Brad what was in a load of fertilizer that he bought. Brad answered a load of s---- and immediately Brad was sent to the office. Gibson was always finding ways to blow things up. That was a Class. Mr. La Page was physics teacher and everyone like him. I saw him last summer and he is now a retired potato farmer. That guy still looks and sounds the same. Dutch Haag, I learned had died. I really liked him even though the only D I received was from his gov't class. Fran Rish still plays golf at the West Richland Golf Course. I was playing Santa Claus a number of years ago for Baum's Candy Store. I had a delivery to make in Kennewick. Much to my surprise it was to the home of Mrs Buscher, our geometry teacher. She is now gone. Miss Brown, English teacher, has passed away too. Franschen, the music teacher, said I had to learn the notes to play in the band, so I quit. How many remember Miss Carmicheal? Wow, What a PE teacher!! Julia Davis is now in a nursing home. So much for now. I will try to think of some more memories. Oh yes, Last night at the Club 40 reunion, I saw Bob Clatworthy and Bill Large. School mates of mine at Marcus Whitman beginning in 1945. Boy, was it nice to see those two guys. We played football, touch that is, basketball, and softball together. Our opponents were Sacajawea, Lewis and Clark, and Jefferson. That is all for now. Would like to hear from you. -Chuck Smith (69) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/15-16/98 22 Bombers wrote for these two days. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOPS!!!! This was in the 9/14 Sandstorm and it SAYS it's from Chuck Smith (69) -- please note the similar e-mail addresses... I GOOFED!! -- Maren ************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) Alumni Sandstorm, Boy does these stories bring back lots of memories. As I look back at high school and number of teachers come racing by. Mr. Jones, our chemistry teacher was something else. A lot of things happened in his class, especially with Richard Gibson, who I understand is now a lawyer in Arizona, and Brad Cutshall, a now retired medical doctor, in class. One incident was when we were studying fertilizers and Mr. Jones asked Brad what was in a load of fertilizer that he bought. Brad answered a load of s---- and immediately Brad was sent to the office. Gibson was always finding ways to blow things up. That was a Class. Mr. La Page was physics teacher and everyone like him. I saw him last summer and he is now a retired potato farmer. That guy still looks and sounds the same. Dutch Haag, I learned had died. I really liked him even though the only D I received was from his gov't class. Fran Rish still plays golf at the West Richland Golf Course. I was playing Santa Claus a number of years ago for Baum's Candy Store. I had a delivery to make in Kennewick. Much to my surprise it was to the home of Mrs Buscher, our geometry teacher. She is now gone. Miss Brown, English teacher, has passed away too. Franschen, the music teacher, said I had to learn the notes to play in the band, so I quit. How many remember Miss Carmicheal? Wow, What a PE teacher!! Julia Davis is now in a nursing home. So much for now. I will try to think of some more memories. Oh yes, Last night at the Club 40 reunion, I saw Bob Clatworthy and Bill Large. School mates of mine at Marcus Whitman beginning in 1945. Boy, was it nice to see those two guys. We played football, touch that is, basketball, and softball together. Our opponents were Sacajawea, Lewis and Clark, and Jefferson. That is all for now. Would like to hear from you. -Ralph Myrick (51) ================================= >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) Found another Bomber in the 50's. He name is Ron Hostetler class of '53. He read the e-mail of Al Parker. So, Al, if you are reading this Ron's e-mail is [deleted for privacy] If any of you guys and gals remember this guy send him an e-mail. -Ralph ========================================== >>From: Arlene Wallace Towne (56) Greetings from Arlene Wallace Towne Class of 1956. I do not have a e-mail address at this time but I am using Sonjia Urseth de Yonge's address. As you Sandstorm readers may remember she was the editor back in 1955 and 1956. I was Art Editor of the Columbian, didn't we do great annuals? I am interested in anyone in our class who has Thyroid problems. Please e-mail me at this address [deleted for privacy] We are not rich or famous. -Arlene Wallace Towne (56) ================================== >>From: Ken Heminger (56) Again I would like to share some of the things I remember. The Spudnut Shop keeps coming up. As I lived in what is now West Richland we didn't get into town much other then go to school, and that was on a school bus. About the only contact I had with Spudnuts was on a paper route I had. I delivered the Tri City Herald. I peddled my bike 6 miles for 24 customers. One of the customers "The Keelers" was raising some pigs. They would go into town and buy up a mess of day old Spudnuts to feed the pigs. When I delivered their paper I would go back to where he kept the Spudnuts (they were in bags) and line my handle bars with Spudnuts. I would then continue my route sliding Spudnuts off as I went. How about this one... Does anyone remember the Star View Drive In. It was located just below Flat Top. I noticed the last time I was on Flat Top that the out line of the drive in was still there in the sand. I was among the first to be hired and I remember opening night. First thing up was a Road Runner cartoon. It was the first time any of us saw the Road Runner. I remember we were trying to guide traffic into the theater, but we were all laughing so hard it was difficult to concentrate on traffic. We started at 50 cents an hour. I thought I had it made when I got a 5 cent raise. One night (after I left to join the Air Force) they had a big wind storm and it blew the screen down, another screen blew over in Kennewick that night. The amusing thing about this is "Gone With The Wind" was playing at the Star View, and "The Living Desert" was playing at the Kennewick Theater. Well that's my 2 bits worth. Which reminds me... "2 bits, four bits, six bits a dollar, all for Chief Jo stand up and holler" Sorry... its the only one I remember -Ken Heminger (56) ================================= >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) TO: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66): Thank you for the info on Georgia Burns. I have often wanted to send her a thank you note for her positive influence on my life. TO:Robert Kennedy ('60): I had forgotten the paddle Mr. Ingersoll kept close by but you are right. In fact, I think I recall being threatened with it once because I had forgotten to do an assignment or something. He didn't follow through, fortunately. I can still see him leaning back in his teacher's chair with his arms folded behind his neck. He did talk to us like equals. He lectured and gave assignments like we could expect to receive when we went on to college. You and I must have been in different classrooms. I recall Don Llewellyn from school years, but not the 10 spats incident and I am sure it would have made an impression on me. Thanks for the memories. Barbara Seslar Brackenbush ===================================== >>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) To: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) Thanks for reminding us of just how much teacher Georgia Burns contributed to our education. I was in her classes for 2 years at Col Hi, studying typing and shorthand. With preparation from her business classes, I was able to perform in business settings for over 37 years as everything from a secretary and small business manager to an Administrative Assistant in a municipal utility. Now, due much to her diligence in teachings and preparation, I am enjoying a semi retirement, and remembering how much we owe teachers such as Georgia Burns. I will be sure to drop her a line and let her know how much appreciated she is. Thanks again for reminding us, Shirley. Sandy Carpenter McDermott (Class of 61) ================================ >>From: Kim Watson Kahl (62) Maren, My brother Bill, graduated in 1965. Yes, I did know your brother, Tim, although not well. I kept my married name because I liked the sound of Kim Kahl better than Kim Watson but I have not been married since 1980 or so. Long enough ago that it is forgotten. I am sure that my brother will enjoy reading the alumni news. Kim Watson Kahl (62) =================================== >>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63) Okay...Kathy Rathvon mentioned the tax tokens...(hi Kathy). Does anyone remember the school banking days - we had savings books and the whole nine yards..... Being in public schools now, I can only imagine what a headache that was for the teachers. Some other memory fragments have come and gone that I wanted to ask about... .guess I will have to keep a notepad with me so I can remember when I am writing in! Does anyone out there remember C.U.P. youth doing a play "Christ in the Concrete City"? It was more of a narrative than acting... we traveled around to a few churches out of town to perform. I would love to read the script.... being an adult, I am curious about the message. Al Aosved (SP), Fred Gustavson...... can't remember how many were in it. Thinking of people. Anyone out there know where Dave Warren is now? He was the president of a church related college, but have lost connection. And Bob Trumble? (Those upper class men were always special to us "young-uns". Got to get.... a class is coming! Thanks for the memories. Ann McCue Hewett (63) =================================== >>From: John Campbell (63) Does anyone remember a small drive-in hamburger joint called Skip's between the Ford dealership and Tastee Freeze? I was pretty young in the mid '50's, but I remember my brother, Rush, taking me in his '50 Chev fastback, and the burger was so juicy it came in a baggy. Also, does anyone remember Tim's? They had those small little hamburgers for 20 cents. It didn't catch on, and after only about a year it became the funeral home on Williams in Richland. A&W's root beer was the best, but I always thought their hamburgers were kind of salty. The circle was cheap and there was no denying the special sauce (John Dale was one of the first guys I remember eating tarter sauce with his fries.) But for most of us -- there was Zip's -- too bad their hobo steak isn't the same. In Seattle, Dick's is about as close as you can get for good, cheap burgers. Happy Dining. John Campbell, class of '63 ================================= >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Tri City Herald article "'Cocooning' of Hanford landmark changes face of nuclear reservation" --- a link to said article cam be found on the Sandstorm Links page from the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site. -Gary Behymer (64) ===================================== >>From: Kathie Roe Truax ('64 Bomber) Maren: Thanks for compiling these Sandstorms. I'm really enjoying reading remembrances from classmates and kids from our neighborhood, but I haven't seen anything from Janice Beardsley (who I thought was one of the funniest people in the Class of '64). I'd love to hear from her. If she's not on line, I'd like to hear from anyone who can give me info on where she's living, etc. Thanks, -Kathie Roe Truax (64) ================================= >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) How many people saw the Emmy Awards last night? Talk about memories! Seeing the clips from the last 50 years brought back memories just like the Online Sandstorm. Great. Re: Mary Sullivan I do remember the Red and Blue Armies. Didn't remember the name, though, until you said it. I had mentioned that memory a few weeks back. It was a great time when they were in town. A lot of really great guys. I remember Linda Conley and I drove out to their camp once or twice just to see everybody from a distance. We both met someone special. I keep up correspondence with him for a few years afterward. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) =============================== >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) The crazy quilt dragon was one of the characters in the Christmas series "The Cinnamon Bear" which several people have mentioned. You can still get them on tape - try Barnes & Noble. -Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) ================================ >>From: Kathy Wersen Alder (64) There are so many memories that keep coming up from reading the Sandstorm. Thanks so much for all the info. There is more than I have time to read at one sitting, but i'm managing. The one memory I haven't ready about yet is one that sticks in my mind. In 1958, the City of Richland was born and Sharon Tate was "Miss Richland". I remember attending the festivities near the park where we now have our reunion picnics. My ex-husband, Don Alder, went to High School with Sharon and went out on a date - I think only once. Does anyone else remember this celebration? Would love to jog this memory more, especially since it happened not long after we moved to Richland from Pasco. (We moved UP in the world.) Keep up the great work. It's wonderful to have a means of bringing us all together and we seem to have similar responses. Yeh to technology and the computer and Maren and Gary for putting it all together!!! Kathy Wersen Alder (64) =================================== >>From: Terry Liechty (64) Many, well some... a couple I guess, were talking about the tax tokens. I happen to have one and it's aluminum and we used to decorate the sides of our yoyos with them. I have scanned it and it can be viewed at... oh yeah e-me for the link or Maren has put a link on the b'er site. Terry ================================= >>From: Francine Smith Aylward (63) Hello. I understand you are the one responsible for the Bomber Daily Sandstorm I've been hearing about from my siblings. I thought I wouldn't have time to get into this, but my interest has been raised to the point I'd like to ask you to put me on your list, if I may. I'm a Bomber, class of '63. Thank you for taking on this job for us all!! Francine Smith Aylward (63) =================================== >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) Like lots of other people, I look forward to reading the Sandstorm every day, printing off a copy and filing away for my sister (Janie 64) and others I may come across. Mrs. Wiley's typing class still benefits me today. The only difference is, there's no carbon paper to contend with. I remember not all the typewriters were electric and everyone dove into the classroom to grab the good ones. You know, she wrote the page of the typing test up on the board at the beginning of class, so during "practice" time we would type a perfect copy and use it as our final. OK, with all this "Bomber Brain Power" coming onto the site, what was the true story behind the Murder of Mrs. White???????? She was a nurse, I believe, who was found dead in her house during the (early 60's?) and her husband had an alibi. So, did they ever find who did it? Great hearing from all the Older Bombers (40's and 50's). You guys have added a wonderful connection to this site. My husband (Jim Fleming 65) says he has lots of stories to relate on this page and maybe some day he'll write. (I've probably heard them all anyway.) -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ================================== >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) Our phone number was 87088. Funny what sticks with you. And then there was Mrs. Wiley. We used to joke about her dresses walking out of the closet to meet each morning and that her husbands (4, I think) had died out of self defense. I remember her figgers of saints, especially the "pity". There was one girl in my class, Sophomore year, named Delsa. Mrs. Wiley kept calling her "Delsey" and giving her as an example. Delsa took it all with good grace and never seemed to mind. Needless to say, I didn't learn to type that year. To Joe Large about the words to the fight song and alma mater: Mrs. Burns lined us up on the bleachers in the girls gym and we had to learn the fight song and alma mater by memory as part of our P.E. grade. I can't remember if we had to write it down or just sing it. I guess this was because the only extra curricular activity for girls, outside of the VERY few sports, was Pep Club and Drill Team. We even had a unit about marching toward the end of the year so we would be ready for Drill Team tryouts. Does anyone else remember those really stupid rules for girls basketball? I have tried to explain them to my husband and can't remember all the crazy stuff. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ===================================== >>From: Chuck Smith (69) Dear Sandstorm......Chuck Smith-1969.....I just read an entry that I was suppose to have written and think someone put my name with it.... wasn't me... Thanks Duane Shultz for bringing that to my attention.... I'm still looking for the Artic Cricle recipe for the french fry sauce...... Anyone got a clue..... and don't say, mayo, ketchup and worchestershire sauce, cause that doesn't taste right... there's a secret ingredient I'm missing..... Also.... still waiting to hear about the 69 reunion.... Please, I don't want to miss it.... I missed the 10th by missing a hop when I was in the Air Force in Texas.... Long story..... Hi again........ Just finished reading David Rodriguez's blurp...... really something to hear the names of old classmates..... got my Columbian right by my side, cause I can remember the names, but no faces..... now, I can see them.... Another tidbit..... I'm still looking for the Gaslight Tavern French Dip..... I've had French Dips all over the US and Europe and no one can come close to Gaslight's...... My wife is sick of me mentioning it every time I try a french dip somewhere..... The Best..... -Chuck Smith....'69er.... ================================= >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72 I have some tax tokens. One kind is aluminum with a hole in the middle and it says "Tax Commission Sales Tax, Token State of Washington" on them. The other is a piece of paper approximately 1" by 2" and says "State of Washington" across the top, and "Tax Token Script". It also says a lot of other things below. I don't know if these were used in Richland or earlier over in the Puyallup area. Whitehall phone numbers brings back the memories of a song that still runs through my head. "Whitehall 6-6- 1-5-3 hurry firemen please save me." I also remember "party" lines. I was really happy when we got our own line. We had two other families on our party line. One family was great, the other ....well, they really enjoyed listening to our calls. Lois '72 ================================== >>From: Kelly Weil-Austin (81) It is time for Kelly Weil-Austin to reminisce about Richland and her high school years. I was born in Pasco at Our Lady of Lourdes. My family has lived in Richland since 1961, with the exception of 4 years in Illinois from 1970-1974. I started Kindergarten and maybe 1 month of first grade at Lewis & Clark. When we returned to Richland in 1974, we stayed at the Hanford House for what seemed like an eternity (but a fun one, since it was summer!), until we moved in to our house at 653 Cedar, where my parents still live today. After returning from Illinois, I started 6th grade at Marcus Whitman, then went on to Carmichael, then to Col-Hi. At Col-Hi, I participated in Bomber Band (on flag team), National Honor Society, Future Business Leaders of America, Spanish Club, Cooperative Office Education, and worked stage crew in my sophomore year for the Drama department's production of "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty". Outside of school I was active in the youth choir and SEARCH at Christ the King church, 4-H (home economics projects), and Miss America softball. Who could forget the wind/sand storms that seemed to come out of no where, or Jump-Off Joe Butte, or submarine chasing in Leslie Groves park (for those of us who didn't have a steady date at the time). I also remember the "Rose Bowl", inner tubing the Columbia River, and going to the hydroplane races in July. There are so many other things too numerous to mention. As for people I would love to hear from: Where are you Bomber band/Flag team people? Cindy Slotvig (83), Jenny Dover (she used to date Dave Coppinger), Lauren Schraedel, Kathy Olshefsky, Erin Harrington (82), Jamie McDevitt, Suzy Seidel, Beth Young, Brent Talbot (Mr. Tuba-man), Kerry Muhlestein (80), Mark Flesher (80), Guy Glazier (82). I currently live in Watsonville, CA with my husband (of 13 years - and who says 13 is unlucky?) Glenn, and 2 year old son, Geordi. We are very active in our church music ministry program (Glenn plays the trumpet in the orchestra [I never could resist musicians!], and I sing in the choir), in our Internet/Home Shopping business (anyone interested in saving time or money?), and I still sew, but I've discovered the fun art of cloth doll making, so sewing is on a much smaller scale for me. Anyone who wants to correspond can e-mail me at the above address. I would love to hear from any 1980-1983 classmates. Since I haven't seen most of you since high school, it would be fun to see how you are all doing. Kelly Weil-Austin (81) ================================== >>From: Jim Moran (87) >From a Bomber Guest Book: Comments: Man, how time flies, and people change. I am now a middle school teacher in the Boise area. I know if Mr. Nash was ever to hear that he would be shocked! After all, he did kick me out of school for one semester. A grad. from 1987, but in truth most of my friends were with the class of 86. I still remember Mr. Q, making us run to "grow hair on our ****s". Once a Bomber-always a Bomber. -Jim Moran (87) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/17/98 15 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) This is a quest for information about a person that was cute but a terror on wheels. Her name was Mittsy Green. She was in the the grade as my sister Norma (54). We were talking about her and wondered if anyone out there knew anything about her. I know she was cute as a bug's ear but boy could she fight -- and not girls, either. She would go out of her way to pick a fight with a boy and size didn't matter. And nine times out of ten she would win. Where oh where are you Mittsy (spelling)? -John Myrick (51) ============================= >>From: Al Parker (53) The 9/15-15 98 Alumni Sandstorm contained this comment from Ralph Myrick (51) "Found another Bomber in the 50's. His name is Ron Hostetler class of '53. He read the e-mail of Al Parker. So, Al, if you are reading this, Ron's e-mail is [deleted for privacy]. If any of you guys and gals remember this guy send him an e-mail. Ralph" Al Parker (53), replies: I am reading your comments even as we speak, Ralph. I certainly do remember Ron Hostetler and am cc-ing a copy of this to him. Hi, Ron! Nice hearing of you again! Sure is cool how RHS grads all over the world are communicating now, both via, and because of, the Alumni Sandstorm! All of this activity brings back 9th grade memories of passing notes in class. But now we can do it in cyberspace, and teacher doesn't mind! -Al =================================== >>From: Ken Heminger (56) To: Lois Clayton Colton (72) Ref: your tax tokens, I can say for sure your aluminum tax tokens were used in Richland. I mentioned in an earlier post that I remembered using aluminum tax tokens as a kid but I decided not to mention the hole in the center. When I first wrote my post I included the hole, then the more I thought about it, the less sure I became that it really did have a hole. Any way I left it out. As for the paper ones, I don't recall those... Thank you for filling that void in my memory. That's what's great about the Sandstorm. I read all the posts and I keep hearing myself say " Hey! that's right, I forgot all about that" Many thanks again to Gary and Maren for their efforts... -Ken Heminger (56) ==================================== [Go to the ALL Bomber Alumni Links and click on the Alumni Sandstorm link. Terry Liechty (64) put a picture of his tax token on the net! His has a hole in it... --Maren] =================================== >>From: Tom Matthews (57) Enjoyed the Herald article on the 'Cocooning' of the C Reactor that Gary noted. In June of '93 we took my parents on a bus tour which included going into the B Reactor building. Glad to hear that they still plan to make it a museum. My father was working as an instrument technician at the B plant and was present at it's start-up. He remembers Enrico Fermi, with the name "Farmer" on his badge, carrying around a slide rule which was smaller than most of the other engineer/scientists. Working at Hanford for 30 years didn't harm my father, as he is still doing well at age 91. Of course, he didn't run or behind the DDT Jeep like his kids did! I only remember one time while attending school in Richland that we were ever allowed into Hanford, and that may have only been to the 300 area. I think it was in '56 or '57 - anyone remember this? The second time I got to go in the area was for the Kennedy visit in 1963 when more than a few of us made the trip. I was teaching 4th grade at Spalding ('61 - '63 school years) and I remember one 4th grader, I think Peter Swift, who shared with the class that he talked to Kennedy while he was passing by. It made the assassination event later that year have more of an impact on the students. I was informed about it by a fellow 4th grade teacher and '57 graduate, Donavie (McCue) Perkins who signaled me over to the door to let me know. The office decided not to have us notify the students at that time. A lot of kids walked home for lunch so by the end of noon recess the word was out. After recess we spent quite a bit of time in our individual classrooms discussing this with our students. I remember the demeanor of the kids as very subdued and serious. One was upset that a few kids on the playground were making fun of those who were sad. The kids I taught during my 3 years would have graduated in the years '70 -'72. -Tom Matthews (57) ====================================== >>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) It occurs to me that some of my old friends may wonder why my name is three(!) last names. Nope, I'm not married twice. I married Dave Gostnell in 1962, and we had two daughters, who are both grown now, and living in Seattle and San Rafael, CA. We were divorced in 1975, and I moved to a commune in California, where I learned to play "fiddle", having been on "violin" all my school years, starting with Miss Just, at Jason Lee, to Mr. Rickey, at Chief Jo, to Mr. Pappas at RHS, to Mrs. Coehlo at CBC. And all the orchestras and college symphonies a classical musician plays in over the years....... (I attended EWSC and graduated from WWSC, finally, after I was married.) I remember all those music teachers and the flak they had to take from their "adoring" students, and I think that's what made me decide to be a grade school classroom teacher!!! I only lasted 4 years at that before I quit and went into private teaching ever since. Anyway, after getting into old-timey fiddling, and country western music, I played in several bands over the years, and early on was named Irene Goodnight, since Gostnell was too hard for people to remember, and Goodnight was catchy. It caught on all right - I use it exclusively now, even though I'm now playing in my own Scottish band. (My Mom's maiden name is McChesney - Sometimes I throw that in for good measure! So what's in a name?) Anyway, I'd like to put in a good memory of Mr. Pappas and thank him, wherever he is, for the semester he gave us on OPERA! I can't believe we really did that! But there were something like eight violins and one cello and one piano (remember that, Cap Phillips?) in orchestra that semester, not the best arrangement for orchestra music. SOOOOOOO, Mr. Pappas asked us if we'd like to learn a little bit about opera! After we stopped guffawing, he talked to us a little more about it, and we decided to go along with the idea, as I recall. It was Puccini's "La Boheme" and I'll never forget it! It changed my whole outlook on opera music, forever. Our final exam was this: Mr. Pappas would put the record on (no tape decks or CD's in those days, only LP's), set the needle down at random, and we were to identify what was going on at that point in the opera. O.k. I forgot to say, it was all in Italian! And some of us got A's, which means we must have gotten into it! I know I did, and whenever I hear a piece from that opera, I immediately get all sad, because it's about Mimi dying from consumption, and Rudolpho trying to keep her warm, etc., etc., etc. Well, enough for now. Thanks for keeping this up, Maren and Gary! I'll have more to share as time goes on. I've been saving all this in my computer file, but printing it out into a binder might be a good idea..... any publishers listening? Any anthropologists?? Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight ('59) ================================= >>From: Dave Thompson (60) Maren, Would you please redirect my copy of the sandstorm to my personal email. I am enjoying the Sandstorm. You must spend a lot of your time editing and updating email accounts. Thanks for your efforts. And thanks to Barbara Brackenbush for sending you my email account in the first place. Dave Thompson (60) ================================ >>From: Walt Bailey (60) Can anybody remember the name of the teacher in Carmichael Jr Hi that had damaged the nerves in his hand and told us a story of once severally burning his hand while handling baked potatoes that had just came out of the oven? Walt Bailey (60) ======================================= >>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) Hi Maren: TO: Kathy Wersen Alder (64) Yes, I remember the celebration in 1958 when the City of Richland became an incorporated city. There was a parade, too, and the band, of which I was a member, sat in the parking lot of the Richland Library. It was a fun day, and we were all pretty proud to be participating in it. I, too, went all thru school with Sharon Tate. I remember when she first came to Chief Jo Junior High. She was such a pretty girl and mature far beyond her years. All of the boys dropped their girl friends and their books and followed her down the hall like the Pied Piper. Does anyone remember that before she became Miss Richland, that she had the "Miss Autorama" title? Yes, I remember Zips hamburgers, but I think the best were By's Burgers. They were located over by the old dry cleaners... they were the best! Yes, I also remember the Star View Drive In below Flat Top... went there many times. Kathy, did you know my brother, Gary Carpenter, also Class of '64? He lives over here on the west side of the mountains about 10 miles from me, so I get to see him often since I moved back. He doesn't have email, so I have been sharing these Sandstorms with him. If any of you want to write to him, I'll see that he gets it. Thanks. Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61) ================================== >>From: Connie Foster McLean (63) Ann McCue (63) asked about Dave Warren, who lived across the street from me on Hunt for all of our pre adult lives. After attending WSU, getting a Master's from somewhere and a Ph.D. from Yale Divinity School, he went on to be the City Manager of New Haven, Ct. We saw him and his family when we were living in Fairfield, Ct. during the mid 1980's. Then he became President of Ohio Wesleyan University. Haven't heard from them in probably 7 years, so consequently have lost track of him. Both of his parents have passed away, and mine (Lucy's and mine) have moved away to Sun River, OR., so I don't have any way of tracking Dave any more. Maybe someone else has more recent information?! -Connie Foster McLean (63) ====================================== >>From: Peggy Sheeran Finch (63) TO: John Campbell from Peg Sheeran Finch ('63) I remember Tim's which later became the funeral home (Einan's, I believe). Remember they had picnic tables inside, and we walked over from the Uptown Theatre after seeing a movie for a family dinner... that was a big deal for our family of 8. Peg ================================== >>From: Diana Bennett Ground (64) Keep 'em coming Maren. My e-mail has been goofing up recently so I'm sure I have been missing some things. There doesn't appear to be any rhyme or reason to which messages make it thru and which don't. Oh well, we'll get it figured out one of these days. Things have been really hectic here recently so I haven't had much chance to look at alumni stuff. I will be back in the Tri-Cities at the end of the month. My mom is having surgery so I am going down to spend a week with her and help her out around the house while she recuperates. Hopefully my brother, Earl (63), will make it as well. Don't know for sure though. -Diana Bennett Ground (64) ================================== >>From Mary Sullivan (64) HELLO AGAIN!!! The first house I remember living in was a two Bedroom 'B' house on VanGiesen. Previous to that -- Home was The Pasco Navy Homes as my father had been in the Navy and was discharged late fall of 1945 and he had gotten a job with AEC and worked in the Federal Building downtown! As our family grew we moved to a 'H' house with three bedrooms on Craighill!! I spent most of my childhood on Craighill and went to Lewis & Clark until the sixth grade. I had Miss Hosack for Kindergarten, Mrs. Madegan for 1st, Miss Evans for 2nd -- what I remember most about her was that she was beautiful with long golden hair. Had Mrs. Damon for 3rd grade -- she was a sweet older lady --- the first book she read to the class was "The Boxcar Children" - -- such was my introduction to the love of books. The whole series of "The Boxcar Children" has remained my favorite even to this day!!! I had Mrs. Lamb for 4th grade (Her Husband, Mr. Lamb was Principal at that time and they lived across the street from us. I always thought they were REALLY RICH -- because their daughter, Kathy was able to send one of her favorite dolls to 'THE DOLL HOSPITAL' to be repaired!!! Had Mrs. Puterbaugh for 5th grade --- yes I, too, remember the ruler --- but most of all I remember she had a small loom in the back of the classroom and each student had a chance to make a "small" loom rug. For some reason??? I ended up being able to make two!!! I still have them to this day!! Must sign off for now but if anyone remember any of the teachers I have mentioned -- Please write in. Thanks again ALL you "Guys" and "Gals" -Mary Sullivan (64) =================================== >>From: Joe Largé TO: Mina Jo Gerry (68) (via sandstorm), Twas Brillig and the Slithy Toves did Gire and Gimble in the Wabe. All mimsy were the Borogoves and the Momraths Outgrabe. It's amazing what sticks in your head! Do you remember Mr. Harry and marching band? His favorite expression was "Back to the Pagoda!" Patty Perkins and I used to laugh about that! TO: Ralph Myrick (51) (via sandstorm), Dear Ralph, It's always good to meet family friends. I'm also glad to know that my brother, Bill, enjoyed himself at the reunion. I always hear it from the rest of the family that he comes up from California every year to attend, then backs out at the last minute - the old grump! Anyway, he doesn't have an e- mail address, currently. He told me he would be getting one when he returns to California. When he does, I'll see if I can wheedle it out of him and send it to the "Alumni Club" for admission in the "files". Semper Bomberus! Joe Largé (68) =============================== >>From: Patty Stordahl (72) Hello out there. Seattle is experiencing beautiful weather still. I think I actually have a semi tan line, it has been a long time. I was curious to see if any alumni has relocated in Montana, mainly in Billings, Missoula, Bozeman, or Great Falls? If so contact me as I go there a lot on business & would love to see how & what you are doing now & how you cope with the effects of the mysterious mosquito fog effects. I think I still have residue of it in my brain. Who is in charge of reunions for the 72 class? What is planned for our 30th? I would like to get involved if possible. Thank you again for the great job you are doing to connect us all again. I haven't seen a lot of names that I hung out with respond yet but may be soon I will. I am just amazed at all the older alumni from the 40's on line. Any one remember Wes, Geri, June, Crystal, Lois, Beverly, or Shirly Stordahl from the mid 40's - 50's? That is my alumni family tree. How about Chris' barber shop? I have to go back to work now. Hope all is well with every one. bye -Patty Stordahl (72) ================================== >>From: Marj Vinther Burt (77) Re: Chuck Smith's quest for Arctic Circle's Fry Sauce: Try mixing Miracle Whip with Ketchup - about 2 parts MW to 1 part Ketchup, or so. Tastes just like the real thing to me! To Doris Day Coffee Please say hi to your husband Jerry for me. We worked together as Radiation Monitors (aka HPT's, RPT's) at Westinghouse in 1981 until December when he took the Voluntary ROF, and I was involuntarily ROF'd. He was a kick! Always talked about you and your kids, and how you all loved Disneyland! As it turns out, I was hired back into my same job by the end of the month, and I've been at Hanford ever since! To Susy Rathjen Whitney I work with your sister Kate. We have had so much fun sharing these Alumni Sandtorm memories at work. What a crack up! The problem is we can't seem to quit talking! One memory leads to another, and the next thing you know a half hour has passed. We have to force ourselves to shut up and return to our own cubicles! We were in hysterics the other day reading one issue of the Alumni Sandstorm aloud to another Bomber, Jim Diebel (77) - Jim Russell's message about the mosquito fog, ingesting irrigation ditch water, foot/shoe x-rays, etc., was hilarious! And I loved your story about Christmas/Thanksgiving school lunches. How sweet of your mom to do what she did - and you, too. I'm getting confused about the Drive-Ins. Wasn't there one near where Hanford school is now? What was the name of it? I remember going there to see Debbie Reynolds in The Unsinkable Molly Brown when I was real little. And somebody mentioned Homecoming Mums for the football game. About 10 years ago I worked with Deana (Robertson) Colley ('67) and we got a wild hair and decided we would go to the Homecoming Game together with our husbands, and that we would order ourselves Mums for the occasion. I picked the mums up for us after work that night and was mortified to find them much larger than I remembered! In every other way they looked just the same... but these were as big as our heads! We almost decided against wearing them that night because they were just so... huge! But we did it anyway, and acted as though we didn't notice the strange looks we were getting from everyone we walked past! And Tony Sharpe: I agree with you completely! Well said! Maren - I too have a name that was never uttered on television. I remember watching Romper Room and when the lady would look through the fake hand mirror she would say, "I see Ricky and Susie and Debbie and...." ... but never Marjo! I was crushed! Enough babbling for now! Marjo Vinther Burt (77) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/18/98 12 Bombers wrote today. =============================== >>From: Eva Clark Perry (49) TO: Patty Stordahl (72) I do remember Crystal from high school, but don't know if she remembers me. Thanks again all of you. ============================== >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) TO: Joe Largé (68) Thanks Joe, you answered my question, were you related to Bill and Ernie Largé. I remember Ernie because he played football (touch) for Lewis & Clark and I played for Marcus Whitman. A really nice surprise was to see Bob Clatworthy there at the reunion. He played for Marcus too and remembered Ernie. I tell you, Ernie was a tough little kid. He gained a lot of respect from his opponents. Isn't it nice to hear about persons you knew 50 years ago! Ralph ================================ >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) As I remember there were also some green plastic tokens as well as the aluminum ones. There was also the cardboard meat ration tokens in use until about 1946. I think they were red. There were ration coupons for sugar and lard and some of the other rationed items. Does anyone remember the savings stamp books where you would buy stamps, I think for 10 cents and stick them in a book? I seem to remember this was once a week in the class room. When the book was full you could get a war bond in exchange. Does anyone remember Ms. Koss, the art teacher at Marcus Whitman? Art (Tom) Hughes, Class of 56 ================================ >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) TO: T0m Mathews (57) Tom, my father is 82 and doing fine, but he did not have to jump in the ditch behind John Ball School in North Richland as us kids did in the years of 45 and 50, As to the tax token: I remember them well and they did have a hole in the center. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ============================== >>From: John Northover (59) TO: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) Irene, I thought you used the handle Goodnight because of the song 'Good night Irene, Good night' That may not be the title, but seems to melodeolize in my dusty memory bin. I was trying to figure out the reason(s) for the Goodnight part. Was going to ask but, in this day and age and being politically circumspect ... I decided that having a little valor was better than being nosey... By the way, does anyone know the where abouts of either Bob (Robert M.) Fredericks or his brother -John (59)??? ====================================== >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) TO: Tom Matthews (57) You wanted to know if anyone else remembered the tours of Hanford. I remember the first one in the '50s. I was so excited about going and then I came down sick and couldn't go. I believe the same thing happened the next time that they had a tour. Can you believe that I've NEVER been out to Hanford, except the 300 area, where I worked at my very first real job back in '65. Until it was mentioned, I didn't remember that Pres. Kennedy was at Hanford when he came to town. I did go see him. Carol Converse Maurer (64) ================================= >>From: John Bixler (64) Please E-mail me all the bomber links - thanks As for memories I remember going to a movie in the mid fifties at the Richland Theater. This movie was about these alien monsters that look like brains with a sort of spinal column for a tail. They drilled their tail into the back of peoples head and sucked out their brains. The monsters were winning when the hero said "we can kill them with power. We need to get all the power we can. Call Hanford and have them go on maximum and power we can tap into that." Needless to say the theater erupted into cheers and whoops. Anybody remember foot long hot dogs at the Stop and Go in the "Y". Or the Big Y tavern (still there) where I used to buy beer for me and the boys. This is one of my claims to fame - I would by beer at the Big Y passing for 21 on Friday night. The next day we would go skiing at White Pass and I would buy a under 14 chair lift ticket - is that versatility or what. Anyway Hello to all of you old! Fellow bombers - I am in Seattle with my wife Elizabeth and my truly fantastic daughters Sarah 11 and Emma 9. -John Bixler (64) ====================================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) ok, ok. I attended Jason Lee. Miss Fleckenstein and then Mrs. Russell for kindergarden, Mrs. Truman for 1st grade, Miss Whitehead for 2nd -- loved her so much --she read to us every day after lunch -- about the old lady who when she had to solve a problem sat in her chair with a towel wrapped around her head, put her finger to the side of her nose, closed her eyes and thought and thought! Anybody remember those stories? Connie Dame are out there? 3rd grade with Miss Gravelle. I kind of loved her and hated her. She wore "White Shoulders" and it stunk on her. Miss Shotz (sp) for 4th grade, Miss Meade (Miss Meatball) for 5th, I had a double whammy that year because she also attended my church! Then Mrs. Brown for 6th!! I was her pet because I wrote good essays, but it was really the only way to survive her because she could be so cruel and sarcastic! She moved up to 7th grade and I had her for homeroom, and really hated it! Do I remember using the tokens for a bus on Van Giesen when I was very small? Or was that a different token altogether? Oh, Miss Just! In 2nd grade I played the violin in her orchestra before school in the morning. What a funny lady, and a dedicated teacher I think. Enough!! Patricia de la Bretonne ================================ >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) TO: Cheryl Moran (66) Hi, Cheryl! I was going to bring up the murder of Mrs. White, in the kitchen, with the knife (sounds like "Clue") but wasn't sure if I should. So, because you asked, I will answer. The murder occurred in the White residence on the corner of Harris and Newcomer (it is 1947 or 1949 Harris). Mr. White was the Richland fire chief and was always thought to be the murderer, even though he passed the lie detector test and all questioning. The murder happened sometime between 1959-196l (can't remember exactly, just remember being afraid to sleep outside with friends about that time). It was at least 30 years before a patient in a nursing home in California gave an accurate account of the murder and confessed. The person went to the White residence to obtain "drugs" from Mrs. White, who was a nurse. The person's confession contained details only the murderer could possibly know, therefore, the case was closed. This information was given to me by one of our neighbors who used to be an assistant fire marshall. There were many stories that no family ever stayed in the "White house" very long without "problems" occurring among the family members. Families would only live in the house a short time before moving out. Could Mrs. White's "presence" have remained in the house until her murderer was found ... ?? As the house is not far from where we live, I did notice that the last family to have moved in the house has remained for several years and has fixed the home up quite nicely ... of course, that has happened only in the time frame since her murderer confessed ... !! Someone was asking about the address for Gene Conley. He lives at 1 Farrington Street in Foxboro, Mass. 02035. His phone number is (508) 543-5703. Kudos to my brother-in-law, Byrne Haskins (65), for that information. Anyone with "sporting questions", feel free to use our e-mail to ask Byrne. Byrne is a Pac-10 basketball official in addition to his regular job. It seems he is in contact with almost any sport figure you want to mention. Shirley Collings Haskins (66) =================================== >>From: Larry Brunelle (67) TO: Gary and Maren Great job. Fun to read. Given your obvious expertise with computers would it be possible to combine all the class rosters into one alphabetical listing (by last name with emails) for those of us looking for someone but have no idea what year they graduated? Or looking for a family member from one year when only a brother/sister is listed in another year but we don't know what year they graduated. I missed your list of ways for locating people that I see referred to in people's letters. Could you repeat those again sometime? Thanks and keep up the good work. -Larry Brunelle -------------------------------- Response from Gary: I/we will consider your suggestion. It IS a great idea and may make it easier to find people. There are more than 800 on the list now and to make such a page MAY be very time consuming.... but at some time, necessary. ------------------------------ Response from Maren: Anybody out there have any ideas for an EASY way to get all 800 names/e-mail addresses in ONE place??? Open to suggestions... ======================================= >>From: Mike Franco (70) Re: "the murder of nurse Wight".... I barely remember that event. She worked for my Dad, Dr. Robert Franco, at the time of her murder. I think it was the first murder in the city of Richland. I remember "sleeping out" that night with a bunch of kids in the back yard at good ole 1909 Davison (Meekers, Turpings et al). I remember the police cars prowling the area. I don't think the killer ever was caught.... and yeah, I was pretty young , it must have been around 1960..... I am sure someone out there can come up with more details.... keep up the good work everyone, and c'mon classes of 70+ .... are any of you out there? -Mike Franco (70) ================================== >>From: Doug Payne Noblehorse (73) Dale Hosack (69) wrote: (some time ago) "Teachers: Miss Koss the Art teacher at Spalding. She was great!" Sorry this reference is so late, but I'm not doing well keeping up with the Sandstorms. I haven't thought about Miss Koss in years - wow! This takes me right back to what... 5th or 6th grade at Spalding - our class participated in the tradition of freezing whenever the bell rang. The only time I remember everyone in class freezing all at once was in Miss Koss' art class - it caught her by surprise I think. Remember that old station wagon she used to drive around - what was it, a DeSoto or a Plymouth? And speaking of 5th grade - does anyone remember Miss Jones? I don't think I ran into another teacher as strict as she until Mrs. Busey at Col Hi. Doug Noblehorse (73) - known as Doug Payne in an earlier incarnation ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/19/98 14 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53) I was in Second grade at Lewis and Clark when the new town was founded and so many people moved in. I remember in fourth grade going to school in shifts and sitting two in a desk during most of the year. I also remember Mrs. Miller as the 5th grade teacher. A kind lady that taught me how to take notes - an important skill that lasted through graduate school. ------------ Oh Mr. Jones - I remember the day he took the mannequin apart that is every part except the reproductive system. He also taught us how to catch and cook worms just in case we were caught without food in a jungle. ------------ ...speaking of paper routes - I had the paper route in the Women's Dorms on Lee Blvd. -- cross the street from where we lived from the time I was 11 until I was a Jr. in H.S. At that time Mr. Stoller who owned the laundry came over and asked "when are you going to quit that stupid paper route and come to work for me?" So the next day I went to work in the office of the laundry -passing out clothes. =================================== >>From: Tom Matthews (57) TO: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) and TO: Doug Payne Noblehorse (73) I remember the tokens and still have a metal one. Also have a red and blue cardboard tokens with "OPA Red Point" and "OPA Blue Point" on them - could be the ones for meat rationing? Ms. Koss was teaching at Spalding when I was teaching there (61-63) and kids seemed to enjoy the going to the art room as I recall. Doug also mentions Miss Jones, probably Fay Jones who was teaching 5th grade. Definitely strict with kids! Tolerated the young teachers like myself but a nice person. TO: Gloria Falls Evans (58) Glad your father is doing well also - I never jumped in the ditch behind John Ball but my wife Jean may have -she attended there a couple of years before moving to Benton City - Ki-Be graduate (62). Her 1st grade teacher, Miss Pugh was at Spalding when I started teaching there. TO: Carol Converse Maurer (64) Another benefit of being in Richland was a chance to hear scientists like Arthur(?) Compton and Glenn Seaborg, the latter discovered some of the 'man- made' elements. They spoke in the auditorium at Jason Lee in the early 60's. TO: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) RE Gene Conley; I remember Miss Mecum the first day of biology class in the old building (before the 'new wing' [MAC Hall] was open) pointing out to us where the famous Gene Conley sat. Sorry to say, I also remember a song based on "Davy Crockett" that started out "Ida, Ida Mecum, Queen of the wild frontier..." Don't know if there were more words. I actually enjoyed her class however. ====================================== >>From: Barbara Chandler (59) Totally new to this whole thing (the sandstorm), but what a magnificent effort. Thank you both for all your hard work. My name is Barbara Chandler from the class of '59. I would love to hear from some of my old classmates. I live in Tacoma, WA and work as a Medical Transcriber. Alan Figliola and I were married in '59, divorced in '72, but remain good friends. Our three children, Mark, Kelly and Mike are all healthy and successful adults, of course, and I have 4 amazing grandchildren (12, 10, 8 & 6). If Diane Goodenow (59) is out there somewhere or anyone knows where she is, would appreciate getting that information. Have wanted to see you, Diane, for many years. That's all for now, but feel free to email [deleted for privacy]. ================================== >>From: Lou Williams (60) TO: ARLENE WALLACE TOWNE (56) is looking for class of 56 thyroid problems. I'm in class of '60 and had my thyroid removed about 14 years ago with 10 tumors in it. Doc said they were slow-growing and had been doing so for about 30 years. I wonder how many other Col Hi kids, especially Jason Lee, closest to the Hanford Areas, developed thyroid problems? This is a good site to find out, isn't it! TO: JOHN CAMPBELL (63): Regarding Dick's Drive In in Seattle - on 45th in the U. District? We called it "Ricardo's Club 19" because it's where cheap dates went - burgs were 19 cents! Then McDonald's opened and theirs were 17 cents, 24 cents with cheese. But you had to drive down to the Rainier District and it was always jam-packed. TO: KATHIE ROE TRUAX (64): If Janice Beardsley's father is Paul, he still lives in Richland, on Birch Avenue. Don't have a phone book here or I'd be more specific. TO: KATHY WERSEN ALDER (64): I believe you are thinking of "Atomic Frontier Days" held each summer in Richland. We had the best parades in the world, with marching units, big tanks, bigger guns, and it was all really quite impressive. Most people today don't have the opportunity to get that close to military stuff. I know, it's bittersweet to think we had that kind of growing up. I prefer that we not need such 'military stuff' but seeing it gave such a feeling of safeness and security. TO: CHERYL MORAN (66): Mrs. White's murder -- I still talk about it! We were seniors when she was murdered, and we all knew her husband did it, except for the police! Of course, we really knew nothing. It was the first murder in Richland 59-60) since the town was created. It really shook everyone up. Imagine, today, how many murders don't even hit the newspapers anymore. Oh my, am I pining for the sweetness we had back then and didn't know we were going to lose so completely? Yes. By the way, could someone with Sonja Harmon's address please send it on? She was my favorite teacher in junior and senior high - homeroom and French at Chief Joe and Russian at Col Hi. The languages came easily (most of the time) -- it was the self esteem she developed in us who needed it, and the courage she gave us to speak up. Also, anyone remember Miss Colliton, the Col Hi French teacher who taught us French HISTORY in the French language (it was supposed to be second year French language, and she really messed up our grade points!)? I don't think she lasted long. I have just edited the rest of what I said. After all, this is going out on the Internet! Enough of this. Back to work. ==================================== >>From: Richard Anderson (60) Ideally, it would be nice to have a single searchable database; but, then we are talking about, er, fifty classes x approx 400/class = 20,000 people. = Yikes! =================================== >>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61) TO: Walt Bailey (60) Could you be speaking of Ed Martin? Patsy (Noble) Eichner (61) =================================== >>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63) Wish all the classes listed their missing. Maybe we could all help them out. Maybe you could put that out on a request in the Sandstorm. Bomber cheers, Linda Belliston Boehning ================================ >>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65) I'm thinking no one from the class of 65 still lives. It seems to me every one from all other years can write but not 65. Carolyn Karns Keck (65) ================================== >>From: David Rivers (65) Question: does anyone else remember the fake "bomb" they set off when Richland broke away from the "gubment" and got it's charter? I remember it happening in the vacant lot north of the uptown... I think the Stanfield girls' dad owned the lot. All these years I recalled it happening in 1960... but recently I read something that said '58 (I think). I remember it made a huge crater in the lot. Just wondering... David Rivers ('65) ================================= >>From: Dan Henry (68) Thank you so much for this service. I've enjoyed reading about everyone and hope this can continue. I've been in Montana since 76 and I suppose a lot of the others are out of area too. It's interesting to see where everyone is and the memories that they have. I'd forgotten about many things and now it is all coming back. We grew up in some good times. Street dances, car hops, room to move around without running into some houses. Greenways in the middle of the blocks where all the kids played. The old janitor at the Lutheran Church on Van Giesen that would turn the water on us. Muscles. Mosquito foggers. The Teen Center. The riding academy. Bateman Island. Good Years. Thanks again, Dan Henry ======================================= >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) I remember Miss Koss. I loved art but was scared of her at the same time. Of course in elementary school, I was scared of my shadow. I remember at Marcus Whitman she had a sign on the art room wall that read "Plan Ahead" and the word "Ahead" was all scrunched up at one side of the paper. She also always said "Can't never did anything and never will." I guess you could say she made a big impression on me. She taught crafts at one of the shops in Uptown after she retired and I had children. I took tatting from her. I called her "Niss Koss" and she admonished me to call her Geri, because after all, I was an adult now. I know that she became an adopted grandparent to a friend's children. She told me one time that she had always thought that 80 years would be a long enough life, but the closer she got, the more she thought she was wrong and that maybe 90 would be better. I lost track of her shortly after that. I wonder if she made it to 90? By the way, I think that was a Plymouth station wagon that she drove, yellow with big fins. Another Marcus Whitman teacher that made was a big influence in my life was Mrs. Matthews in fourth grade. She was tough on us, but loving. I learned how to write cursive from her. We had penmanship and drew endless old fashioned exercises. I get compliments to this day about how pretty my handwriting is and I always credit her. Except for that one college English teacher that told me I better type my papers because my writing was too "fancy." -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ===================================== >>From Mike Figg (70) A couple people, including Shirley Hastings and Mike Franco, talked about the Mrs. White murder. That one has stuck in my head for a long time too, although all I really remembered was a woman was murdered on the corner of Harris and Newcomer. Although I grew up a few blocks south on Davison, our family knew just about everyone in that neighborhood except the White's. I think the Lindgrens were next door, and across the street were the Heinemans, Georges, Mathias, Kiels. It did seem like there was a lot of mystery about the murder, and it seems like it was even earlier than 1960. Mike Figg ===================================== >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72) I remember receiving a jewelry box from Bell Furniture when I graduated from High School. How many years did they do this? I think they wanted us all to by cedar chests. I still have mine. They sure must have given out a lot of boxes. It was very nice of them. [Lois--I still have mine, too -- AND the key!!!. Wonder why mine is from Kennewick Furniture? Maybe Bell ran out??? --Maren] One of my favorite teachers in High School was Frau Maberry, who taught German. It's also where I met my future husband. :-) Does anyone remember EFFE week's? I think it stood for Experiment in Free Form Education. Don't remember what years they started this, but they did it in '71 and '72, I think. We didn't have our regular classes then. It was a lot of fun. I don't remember anyone mentioning the alligator upstairs. I thought it was sad to be in there, but pretty cool anyway. One of my favorite teachers at Lewis and Clark was Mrs. Phillips. I had her for two years. Does anyone know anything about her? Also Mrs. Brinkman was the best. Lois Clayton Colton '72 ====================================== >>From: Donna Fisher (80) I enjoyed reading all this wonderful memories from everybody. I graduated in 1980 from Richland High School and I can remember going to A&W when I was little, my dad and I would ride our bikes down to Mayfair market on the corner of Comstock and Jadwin for ice cream. Thanks everybody for bringing back wonderful memories and keep up the good work. Donna L. Fisher, CLASS OF 80 ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/20/98 15 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Am enjoying reading about everyone, although there aren't too many from my graduating class writing in. My family moved here from Denver in 1944 and I went to Col-Hi for 2 years. They were just building the houses, had only a few grocery stores, the roads were gravel and we had to go to the post office to pick up any mail. We lived in a 3-bedroom prefab and the garbage men would go around to the back and get out the garbage can and carry it to the front. Was here during the "termination winds" when the wind would blow the dust around so bad that you couldn't see the house across the street. There were free buses so my friends and I would ride a bus all over town just to have something to do. In my last year of school, I worked a while in the downtown Thrifty Drug store behind the sandwich counter. I never moved away from here, though. Have lived in the Tri-Cities all these years, mostly Richland. Have read comments about Mrs. White's murder. Also read that someone in a nursing home confessed to doing it, although I thought it was still unsolved. Also have seen that a lots ot people mentioned Sharon Tate. Is that the same Sharon Tate that was murdered by Charlie Manson? Would love to hear from someone in my class. Keep up the good work (and I'm sure it IS work!) Betty Johnson Bennett (46) ============================= [Betty -- Yes, to your question about the murder of Sharon Tate .. AND she was pregnant at the time and 'due any day' when the murders happened. --Maren] ============================== >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) I wonder how many of you remember Sonny "Muscles" Robinson. Everyone called him Muscles and everyone in Richland took care of him, especially the merchants. I believe they even bought him a bicycle. I remember when his family moved to California and we all wondered what would happen to him. Every time he would see you he would say "Hey, hey." His brother was quite a trumpeter. Ralph ================================ >>From: Steve Carson (58) Does anyone know where Rodney Payton (58) is? Last I heard of him he was teaching music at a college in NW Washington. Others from 58, John Richardson, Robby Kenner, Ted Kuykendahl. ========================== >>From: Vera Smith Robbins (58) I'm wondering where all the class of '58 is hiding out. I see everything from '43 to '81, but no '58 except for an occasional squawk from Gloria Falls Evans (58). Come on class of 1958 our reunion is coming up in about 6 days so get on line and let's hear from you. -Vera Smith Robbins (58) ============================ >>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) TO John Northover (59) Well, you were right - the name came from the song and my first bandleader ("Buffalo Bob") named everyone else in my band too: "Donna Dollar", "Lucky Les Beck", "Hot Licks Louie". Now Bombers in my local area know the "truth" about my name, since I've "fessed up". There are more around here than I'd thought, from the names I see writing into the Alumni sandstorm..... About the tax tokens: I think I remember having them strung on a string or a key chain, carried them around when I was really little - for fun? Or to spend, when tax was 1/3 or 2/3 of a cent? Boy, that's a real faded memory.... Anyone remember when the Volkswagen Beetle first came out? Helen Clark (59) and I went to Jason Lee, and we decided to save our money so we could get one when we turned 16. We heard they were $1500, and we thought it would be great! (Never happened, though, but it was a fun plan) Irene Smith Goodnight ('59) ================================== >>From: Billye Conley Drew (61) Does anyone else have memories of: -- lilly dillys at Tastee Freeze for 5 cents in a little dixie cup? -- the merry-go-round, train and other amusement rides behind Tastee Freeze? -- Hi-Spot for dancing on Wednesday and Saturday nights? -- the circus that came to the Bomber Bowl in the summers? -- the delivery of coal to heat our houses and watching our parents shovel it into the furnace? -- half of the basements of our 'A' houses being filled with dirt? -- playing shuffleboard and ping-pong below the hill (high school)? -- the swimming and wading pool at what was Riverside Park? -- getting our faces painted with lipstick for initiation into Jr. High School at Atomic Frontier Days? -- the burgers on the grill at Newberry's? -- walking around and around and around Uptown on Saturdays? -- the double feature movies on Saturday afternoons at the Village Theatre? -- going swimming at the city pool for l0 cents? -- going horseback riding for $l an hour at the Riding Academy and never getting the horse away from the barn? -- riding bikes all over town in the summers and stopping to eat fruit (cherries and plums) off the fruit trees by the dormitories? -- watching The Creature from the Black Lagoon with 3-D glasses at the Richland Theatre? -- being served a plate of french fries and a coke at Pennywise Drugstore after school for 25 cents? -- going to the Kennewick Highlands to order and eat something delicious called Pizza? -- visiting friends who moved to Kennewick and had fireplaces in their houses? -- catching tadpoles in the irrigation ditch and watching them turn into frogs? -- playing the sticks in the Sacajawea band and wishing you could play the triangle or the tambourine? -- going with your parents to check the house list to see if your name had moved up to qualify you for a house other than one in the first 8 letters of the alphabet? -- wearing Mr. Bentley's (p.e. teacher at Sacajawea) whistle around your neck but not being allowed to blow on it? -- lying face down and four-deep on each side of the halls of elementary school in our pretty dresses during an air raid drill? -- the cans left on our front porches weekly and what they were for? AHHHH Memories!!!! I think growing up in Richland is similar to the Truman Story; what do you think? Thank you for putting this memory bank together, and thank you to Doris Dollarhide for signing me up. -Billye Conley Drew ('61) ============================== >>From: Earl Bennett (63) Tell my sister - well, I guess I'm telling her, since this will be in the Sandstorm, assuming it's one that gets through to her - that she doesn't have to wonder if I'll be there. I nearly always answer personal email within a few hours of receipt. I, too, will be in Richland Sep 26-30 to help Mom after the shoulder replacement surgery. And Diney, I've been keeping the Sandstorms since I found the site in mid- July. Let me know what you have and I'll forward missing dates. By the way, I mentioned to Maren that I was sure Terry Davis' older sister was Judy, but she checked annuals back to the mid-50's and found only a Joyce. Do you remember for sure? Did you see the Sep 5 Sandstorm entry about what Terry's up to these days? I talked to Mom last night, the doctor's pleased and she's pleased with the increased range of joint articulation without pain, and that's one day after surgery! Maren/Gary: Did y'all start the actual Alumni Sandstorm with the first issues I got in late July? Or were there earlier compilations of a different sort? [Earl: Sorta 'started' with the e-mail "The Houses That Hanford Built" -- and got outta hand from there. --Maren] Mary Sullivan: I, too, loved "The Boxcar Children," but until today when you mentioned it as a series I was unaware of anything but the original story. I think my favorite part was the detailed account of how he ran the race. Joe Large: Second reference to Jabberwocky I've seen here (isn't it gyre with a y?) - a few weeks ago someone mentioned that Ken (Wright? Carlson?) would recite it from memory. I, too, was sufficiently fascinated to commit it to memory, but not until later in life after leaving Richland. The amazement grows when we realize that a lot of the words were invented, but selected from sounds and usage patterns that made the intended meaning clear, or surmisable, and some even came into common usage ("he chortled in his joy" was a nonsense phrase until this poem came about). The vorpal blade, the manxnome foe, galumphing, burbled - still nonsense, but in the twilight zone of being understandable. O frabjous day, I've found the Bomber Alumni web site! Kathy Wersen: Yes, Atomic Frontier Days and the hydroplane races are indelible memories. One of my uncles would enter the beard-growing contest each year, and his grew so fast that he only had to stop shaving for a month or two. I learned the hard way that the carnival skill games like breaking balloons with arrows and the basketball toss are very different from the real world activities they simulate, by design. Atlas Van Lines, Miss Budweiser, Slo-Mo I-II- III-IV - stuff of legends! Since MLou Williams (60) is the second person to ask for Sonja and Merle Harmon's address, I'll reply this time to the Sandstorm instead of directly to the inquirer. She certainly was a tremendous influence on many of us, and welcomes correspondence with former students. Here's what I sent the last time I was asked: ------------- Richiepoo? - here's the address. Merle & Sonja Harmon [deleted for Harmon's privacy... if you want it, send Earl e-mail by clicking his e-mail address above and he'll send it to you --Maren] They moved to Oak Harbor maybe 10 or so years ago, I think they sold that gorgeous house they designed and had built with all the windows overlooking the Columbia. I happened to visit them one year long after graduating, maybe in '69 after I got out of the Air Force where I was an Arabic linguist - still do technical translating from time to time. She was influential in my life, with the strong standards of right and wrong, wry humor, widely read and a superbly professional language teacher. I still remember the lessons in practical phonemics - how to reproduce sounds with the vocal organs - that made me able to achieve near native pronunciation in most of the five languages I studied. Even when teaching English as a Second Language to the Hispanic Ministry at our church, not knowing a lick of Spanish grammar or much vocabulary, I could read Spanish material a few words at a time and sound like I knew the language, even though I might not have a clue to the meanings. One of my favorite memories from both French and Russian with her is the folk songs - I can still sing some of them, even most of the words are still lodged in the gray matter. Did she use the (?monthly?) French newsletter La Jeunesse in your classes? I'm sure she'd love to hear from you. She mentioned a reunion in Richland a few years ago with many of her former students from a wide variety of classes and years. -------------- In addition to the memories and guidance in my formative years, I also owe her for my lifelong career in intelligence, which began with the Arabic course at the Defense Language Institute, Monterey, CA, '65-'66. The recruiter and I both assumed I would be trained in Russian, since I had two years in high school and second year college Russian - and back then the military had the luxury of knowing who was the main enemy! Most students at DLI have some language background, but they prefer to teach you from scratch, their way. Anything else you already know is gravy, and makes you more useful on the job (I actually had opportunity to use both Russian and French knowledge during my operational Air Force tour as an Arabic linguist). More recent highlights: Three months in Saudi Arabia during DESERT STORM working with captured Iraqi documents, followed by two trips with the UN Special Commission inspection teams in Baghdad, providing language support and knowledge of Iraqi documentation systems and conventions. Remember the 1991 team that spent four days in a parking lot over some controversial materials we had confiscated? The man who recommended me for the trip still calls me his favorite parking lot attendant (we left it cleaner than when we arrived). Lou, I don't remember the name of the teacher I had for 3rd year French my sophomore year (60-61), but she was terrible, and not just by comparison to Mrs. Harmon. Believe the school board did not renew her contract the following year. In fact, Peter Baugher took first year French in 9th grade, intensive second year at a college in the midwest over the summer, and third year French with us our sophomore year. By the end of that year he was occasionally taking over the teaching, and doing a better job than she did. The one good memory I have from her teaching is Le Petit Prince (C'est tres etrange, le pays des larmes! ... S'il te plait, desine moi un mouton ...). ecb3 ============================= >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) TO: Lois Clayton Colton (72) I still have my cedar box along with the key. They were giving them out back in 1964 at least. Yes, I wonder what year they began. Perhaps we can get more people to respond to this question. I remember hearing about Mrs. Wight's murder. It did shock everybody in Richland. I mean, we still sometimes slept with the door opened up during the summer to keep the house cool. Nobody thought about leaving their home locked up. I think people began to lock their doors after the murder happened. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ================================== >>From: Carolyn Riese Maciejewski (64) What's in the makin' for a reunion for our class?? I loved reading the stories, and the reminders of places like Zip's and A & W and tarter sauce on the French Fries. Someone asked for the missing ingredient from the special sauce..... could it be horseradish??? More later..... -Carolyn Riese Maciejewski (64) =============================== >>From: Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) Thanks for all the Sandstorm info. I have enjoyed reading about the Richland we all knew. And knowing that some of the baby boomers are still around. Thanks, Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) By the way Mrs. Lester Thompson lives down the street from us, and she remembers all of you. ================================== >>From: Chuck Monasmith (65) RE: the "fake bomb" celebrating the incorporation of Richland. I remember it was 1958. Broke out the window of Korten's didn't it? RE: The members of '65 not writing to Cyber Sandstorm .In the last few days I counted messages from Patty, Greg, Rod and David. I know there are a lot more that are read only! But, let's not get a competition started now... Those few wannabes from '66 would never make it! Honest, that really is humor! Yeah, and Stoebner had a steel trap mind! Does Behymer still remember Harvey R. from German class? -Chuck Monasmith (65) ============================= >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) TO: Carolyn Karns -- I'm class of 65. alive and relatively well in Seattle Oh, yeah, Muscles and his monkeys. Patty de la Bretonne ========================== >>From: Gary Bush (66) Maren, Just found time to read and delete older messages, and couldn't resist responding to your mid-August message: I remember Jet Jackson and his sidekick, Ichabod Mudd ("with 2 d's). It was a weekly series -- on TV about the same time as Captain Zero, Pinky Lee Show, Andy Devine Show, and other kids' programs. It was one of my personal favorites - in fact, when a friend of mine was recuperating in a Seattle hospital, he was visited by the actor who played Jet Jackson (whose name I used to remember) [It was Maury Amsterdam - Maren]. Some memories are fading.... by the way, Moms Mably (a popular black comedian up through the 1970s) had a great expression about growing older that I've adopted: Growing old ain't a bad thing; but, it sure is inconvenient! In one of the Alumni Sandstorm issues, you mentioned that no one had mentioned the 5 and 10 store in Uptown Richland. The one I remember was Diamonds; it was a 5 and 10 store that faced G'Way; also, was one in Downtown Richland on the corner of Lee and The Parkway. During the summer of 1966, John Gile ('66) and I cleared out the Uptown store as well as one on Lewis Street in Pasco and loaded the contents into a boxcar in Pasco. It's now an antique store. gary bush ('66) =============================== >>From: Francine Teeple Wolf (68) Bomber Cheers! Maren, I think it was you who asked if I (was) am Tom Teeples' sister. The answer is yes. I have printed and sent to Tom (in San Jose, CA) about 20 of these great "Sandstorm Online" get togethers. Although he and his wife, Claire, are thinking about getting on the Internet, they do not yet currently have an address. If you have anything to send at this point, I'll be glad to pass along. I'd be glad to spend time here and there to get the class of '68 set up and going, so all you need to do now is figure out how! Let me know. I, too, have thoroughly enjoyed the past memories you all have shared here. Thanks. Some (but not ALL) I will pass along to Mom and Dad (Bruce and Delia Teeple). Some of my memories from 1965 to graduating in 1968 are different than other peoples' memories I have read in earlier issues. Some are the same. Zip's was one. French fries and tartar sauce and cherry cokes. No one knows how to make them correctly anymore. Thanks for all the work you both are doing. Bye for now, -Fran Teeple Wolf (68) =============================== >>From: Stan Podesek (85) Hello, My neighbor is John Burnett from the class of 64. He would like to find out more about this communication that has been established with his old friends. Please send me, his nice neighbor and class of 85, the info needed to join this new and enjoyable tool. Thank You, Stan Podesek (85) and John Burnett (64) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/21/98 17 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From Evelyn Meyer Crowder (46) TO: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Dear Betty: So good to see another 1946 grad on line. We missed you at the 40's reunion. There were lots of people there but only 9 from the 1946 class. Know you have attended other times so was glad to see you on line & doing well. We visited Don Ritchey at the Kennewick Health Center while in Richland. He has been the backbone of the 40's Club and we really missed him this year. Dora Lee Simpson Talbot, Donna Everett Thomas and I were the only 46 women there. We had a good time. The decorations were great. Good to hear from you. -Evelyn Meyer Crowder (46) ================================ >>From: Mary Kay Mitchell Coates (52) I received one of the little cedar boxes, which I still have, when I graduated in 1952. It contains my special treasures - the key, however, is long gone. As to the murder of Mrs. Wight (spelling was not W-h-i-t-e), I too remember it well. Dick Wight was a special friend of mine and I knew his father well, but had never met his step-mother. I visited with Dick and his wife Ruth last year at our class reunion and we discussed this event - my memory is that he stated it is still unsolved. Now my curiosity is getting the best of me, and I will call him to find out for sure how this story ended. I will e-mail my findings to Alumni Sandstorm. I love this site - the memories of growing up in Richland are so special. My family came in 1945, so many of the things on Billye Conley Drew's check list were "yeses" for me. How about By's Burgers?? It was our favorite place to hang out until word got out that he was making his hamburgers from horse meat!! YUCK! Glad my favorite sandwich there was a ham and cheese! Mary Kay Mitchell Coates (52) =================================== >>From: Barbara Kramer Krema (54) The girls in '54 class were given jewelry boxes and I believe the class of '53 too. Does anyone recall various celebs who came to Richland? Janice Paige, Chill Wills and I think Little Jimmy Dickens came for Frontier Days. Also Kirk Douglas for a Democracy Celebration and I know some came for war bond sales but I can't remember who. Anyone recall? Barb Kramer Krema '54 ================================= >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) Once again thanks Gary and Maren - you are doing a super job and I think about how many of us are "happier" because of your efforts. We truly had a wonderful place to grow up and meet new friends. When you think about when we came in 43 or so, no one knew anybody. Just our dads knew they had a job to do (they didn't even know what they were doing!). How many of us would be so willing today, just to up and leave and take a job we knew nothing about.......ahem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We literally watched the place become a town. Because without streets, sidewalks, houses, etc., it was hard to say we lived in a city. But soon it took on it's characteristics -and still remains so today with all the "alphabet" houses, etc. Does anyone remember the little guy we called "Dupus Boomer?? I think my mom still has a book about him. In remembering days at Carmichael, I haven't heard anyone mentioned the principal, Christian Anderson (Mary Ester's dad). He was so strict, but look at what upright citizens we are today, so guess it all paid off. The woman PE teacher I had earlier asked about was Marion Mandell. Now, the next question, she married the boy's PE teacher - what was his name? She was very pretty. Do you remember during football season......we would build a very big BONFIRE (where the parking lot is today) next to the field, and then we would have a serpentine dance through town!! Oh that was so much fun. No one has mentioned "poor old Mr. Telfry"....... he had to be 100 years old. In his Eng. Lit,. class one day, I don't remember who, but they got a snow ball, and sneaked up on Mr. Telfy and dripped the snowball on his bald head!! Also, I remember that our neighborhood (Zilar, Morris, Schmidt and whoever else I can't remember, we would have carnivals in the back yards, and the money we made, we made cookies and sent to the servicemen. Anyone else have a memory or two?? I have two older brothers - Charles (50) and Bob(52). I do enjoy getting my mail everyday. Thanks again. You girls from our class (54), are really missing out by not attending our lunches each month (3rd friday) at Granny's Buffet. We had a ball yesterday and lots and lots of laughs. How about the song *The Halls of Ivy"?? Millie Finch Gregg (54) ================================== >>From Tony Tellier (57) RE: Mrs. White's murder. Read that someone in a nursing home confessed to doing it, although I thought it was still unsolved. I must have missed the remarks about the only (?) true crime that occurred in Richland back then. Other than us/we minors in possession .. Crime Stoppers On Patrol, for sure! ---------- RE: Steve Carson's ENTRY Does anyone know where Rodney Payton (58) is? Last I heard of him he was teaching music at a college in NW Washington. Others from 58, John Richardson, Robby Kenner, Ted Kuykendahl. Ol Kenner was a real good BSer. I learned a lot from him. But as it his whereabouts? Nada ... Anthony Tellier Chula Vista, CA USA ============================= >>From Jim Russell (58) Richland in the late forties and fifties was a little unreal then and extremely unreal today. We saw very few "old" people. Most adults were in the early or middle part of their working careers. Maybe 30% of the residents were children under 18. Every household had a job, and every family had a house. "Homeless" meant temporary quarters at the Desert Inn. The landlord was benevolent, and responded to tenant concerns. Every house was painted, every green space was maintained. Most families had one working partner and one child raising partner. We children could come home to a parent (usually 'mom") and share our troubles and triumphs. I never needed to carry a key to an unlocked house. Life was simple, good, and safe. The worst drug experience was sneaking a few beers and smoking tobacco. Running behind the mosquito sprayers was real entertainment. We didn't occupy our time with graffiti, gangs, or drugs. Oh, I wish my grandchildren could experience what it was like to be a child who felt loved and wanted; excited to go to school because the teachers were able to teach and the children were able to learn. Sure, we were blind to some of those problems behind closed doors: abusive parents, spousal conflicts. Not everything was peaches and cream. We learned in health class about alcoholism. But few of us knew anybody who had that problem. Or, so it seemed. Yes, life was good. And our parents worked at the kind of jobs that insured that life would continue to be good. We grew up accepting the nuclear age as an age for peace and unlimited energy. We grew up expecting to go to college because our parents graduated from college and education was a high priority. We grew up with hope and expectations for an even better life. And then, somehow, we moved on. And grew up. AnAnd woke up. -Jim Russell (58) =============================== >>From: Steve Carson (58) TO: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Betty, I enjoy your warm memories. We were certainly lucky to have had the Richland experience. My family moved to North Richland in 1952 and we spent 2 years in a twenty seven foot trailer in the 600 block of G street before moving into a Ranch at 1210 Cedar. While we lived in the trailer I grew nine inches and since I slept on the couch in the "front room", my feet would kick the door open in the night and hang out until the cold would awaken me. When we finally got into the spacious ranch house, the first evening we all (My Dad, Ray Carson; Mom, Shirley; and Sister, Carolyn) came into the living room and automatically sat down on the couch together. My first job was at Thrifty Drug washing dishes. I came very close to getting fired when I came through the front of the store with a load of pies from the bakery next door. Seems the manager believed his "Home Made" boast on the menu. -Steve Carson (58) =============================== >>From: Larry Smith (61) We moved to Richland in fall of '44. Pop came first, alone, and lived in one of the dorms for a short time, 'till we moved into a B house at 607 Comstock. I remember that early-on, everyone didn't get phones. We had one but the Haags, in the other half of our house, didn't so my dad installed a buzzer and sound powered intercom between house halves so we could buzz them when they got a call. I just conferred with my older sister, Irene, and we agree on our phone number being 1176J. Remember the irrigation spigots in the yards? They would tell us not to drink out of it 'cause it is not clean water. It looked clean to me, and when you are hot and thirsty --- Also, diagonal across the intersection was a Campbell's food store. There were two or three in town eventually, and one in Pasco. My dad did all of the grocery shopping and I 'got' to go with him. He brought his own canvas bags to put the food in. No paper or plastic bags yet! The streets were not paved at first. When they paved them they also put in pavement sidewalks. I went to K, 1, and 2 at Lewis and Clark. In second grade I was bike riding with Judy Willox. I turned around to see how far behind she was. When I turned back around to see where I was, I hit a moving car!!! Remember when doctors made house calls? Dr. Corrado was a GP at that time and our family doctor. In the summer of '51, we moved into the 'new' part of town (like any of it was old?) at 1520 Butternut. When school started, Jason Lee was not ready so they bussed my 3rd grade class down to Lewis & Clark. I think that was the year that a bunch of us got caught throwing rocks at the second story windows in the old and boarded up (first floor) high school building. It was just target practice to us, but we had to pay some amount to replace the windows in a building which soon was torn down. The lot on the north of Van Giesen was a great place for huge tumble weed forts. When they dredged the ditch behind our house, it was great for dirt clod wars. Remember parking your bike on its kick-stand at the swimming pool and coming out later and the kick- stand was buried in the pavement? And the 25 mile barefoot walk to Chief Joe in the -30 degree winters? Could my memory be off a little? About tax tokens -- they were aluminum with a hole. When they became obsolete, my dad collected them because they made good washers and were cheaper than you could buy washers. It seems to me that the Cinnamon Bear was featured on the Uncle Ben show. At other times of the year there were other continued stories like the one about Molly Woppy and the 'Bridge of the SingleHair". I think that is where I first heard the Dr. Seuse story about Horton the Elephant. I don't think I've seen anyone mention the long hair station KPKQ, and for a while there was KWIE. I've gotta kwit now kuz two mutsh reminsn kan kawz fpth;odsf;df -Larry Smith (61) ==================================== >>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61) I remember the 12:00 whistle. The smoke (?) stack downtown. Wearing identification necklaces or bracelets in grade school. ================================== >>From: Keith Hunter (63) I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING for the smell of ddt and uranium running through my veins again.. Or mAYBE ITS STILL THERE. KEITH HUNTER 63 ================================== >>From: Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) I saw where Betty Bennett wrote about having 3 generations graduating from Columbia High (Richland High) At the class reunion this year for the 1988 class there were 4 cousins: Shari Martin Perry - daughter of Drudeana Nicholson (62) Kurt Nicholson - son of Max & Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) Shawna Logsdon Durham - daughter of Rosanne Nicholson Logsdon (56) Sugie Nicholson - daughter of Earl Dean Nicholson (58) Looking through some pictures my father gave me I found the flood of 1948. My father said our family was at the Highland drive-in and in order to get home to Richland they had to go to Sunnyside. I was only two so I don't remember. I also remember the skating being a slab of concrete with benches on the side lines and located where it is today. I attended Lewis & Clark and still see Mrs. Phillips (my first grad teacher), Mrs. Lamb (who taught 4th grade), and Mrs. Lester Thompson. My sister-in-law, Janet Wright Nicholson(53) would like to hear from any old friends that might be around. She worked at the Spudnut Shop and for GE for a short time. You can E-mail her c/o -Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) ========================================= >>From Gary Behymer (64) I know that this is a long list but the Class of 1964 would appreciate it if you folks would take a quick look to see if you know where any of these people are and/or perhaps where any of their family may be... HectorAlvarez, LyndaAndersen, FrancesBarker, ConnieBeaty, FrancesBlack, NancyBott, HelenBower, TeriAnnBoyer(McGrew), JanetBrandyberry, BarbaraBrown, DennisBryant, StanBryant, ReyCall, JamesD.Clark, TomClark, BeckyColeman(Voetberg), JimCox, DonCrawford, JaniceCurtis, LeaCutler, DarcyDean, MaryDelano, PennyDolliver(McHenry), JoyeEmerson, GaryEnnor, DenaEvans, RalphFairweather, FredGeiger, AlfredGraf, DelilaAnnGrout(Brochon), GunnarHaglund(ExchangeStudent), KayeHansen, SandieHedrick, JohnHemingway, JudyHerford, LarryHertz, JeanHildebrand, LarryHolloway, RogerHudson, SamHulett, FloydHunter, AnnaJohnson, DonaldF.Jones, DonaldN.Jones, ConnieKendrick, PamelaKing(Cleveland), AnnetteKnight, CindyKnippers, SandyKoford, DaleKohler, DavidKoile, PatLahrmant, JanelleLawson, RubyLeach, DianeLoasby(Murray), JimLynch, MaryMassey, GeorgineMcGinnis, EugeneMcVey, JudyMerritt, MaueenMicklich, PaulaMiller, BonnieMott, ElbaRuthMurphy, CharlotteNugent, MaryO'Bryen, JimOtt, LindaParker, RonParmer, MaryAnneParrish, GregoryPaxton, RichardPeterson, JoannePowers, PeterRayment, JosephReynolds, BeatriceRios, PeggyRomine, DebbieSexton, BillSimpson, CarolSmith, JerrySmith, RobertThomas, DianeTrosper, MikeTrout, WilliamTrujillo, MonikaVoellmecke(ForeignExchangeStudent), PatVolkman, CarolynWard, SusanWard, DonaldWatson, TommyWelch, RonWest, SusanWildenborg, JudyWinchel(Sweeney), FredWollenberg, DaveYencopal. Thanks for taking the time to look. -Gary Behymer (64) ================================= >>From: Patti Snider Miller (65) Hi everyone! On sat., 9-19-98 the Bombers were playing football against Walla Walla. The announcer on the radio said the Bombers were sporting new pants, which no longer has the mushroom cloud, now there is an R on the leg. Well, I asked one of the courtesy clerks who is a junior at RHS what's the deal about the cloud. Evidently according to the decision of the WIAA that controls the big nine sports.. says no more cloud as it is not a mascot.. BUT.... they can use the Bomber airplane that dropped the bomb... go figure. Not even the football helmets have the cloud. Most of the kids that work at Albertsons on Lee Blvd. and go to Richland never heard about it. All are shocked and say "it's a tradition". I believe it was 1990 or so that the high school students voted to have it or not and they voted for it.. no vote has been taken since then. Sounds pretty sneaky to me. Maybe everyone should begin by writing letters to the editor of the Tri-City Herald and let everyone know what is happening. Maybe the decision makers can tell us exactly what the definition of a mascot is!!!!! I could go on and on, but I'd better stop. Sure would like to hear how some of you feel about this. One other thing, the decision is being thought also to get rid of the painted bomb in the mixing area!!! Until next time. -Patti Snider Miller (65) ================================== From: Nola Alderman Lobdell (69) to thar ill informed reference to Mrs. Wight's murder the police knew what they were doing because years ago her neighbor confesed to doing it but it didnt stop ignorant people from ruining an innocent mans life!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ================================ >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney Just read Billye Conley Drew's memories. I must have had that SAME horse at the Riding Academy! I use to ride there, until one time, I was on a horse that just would not leave the barn. The man who had gotten me the horse, picked up a 2x4 and hit the horse across the jaw! I couldn't believe he did that, but I was only 13 or 14 and didn't know how to handle the situation. The horse DID leave the barn and once it got out into the big riding area it took off running as fast as it could. I couldn't get it to stop! Finally, it stopped at the fence, over by the highway. I just about went flying off! I don't recall ever going back after that. I, too, remember having to play the sticks in music, instead of the triangle, or any of the other "good" instruments. I was in Lewis and Clark. Guess every kid in every school in Richland must have had the same experience! Does anyone remember playing the bells in music? Re: the dirt in the basement of our houses! It was scary! I remember "exploring" with a friend, once, not knowing "who or what" was buried in the dirt. Re: to Lois Clayton, I remember "fizzies". But we were tough in our neighborhood! We put them directly on our tongue! Boy, did that burn! Only did that a couple of times, though. Guess we weren't THAT tough! (I remember Funny Face, too). I also remember the old high school. Our 2nd grade teacher, Mrs. Thompson took the class outside to watch the wrecking ball knock it down. I also remember your dad. I had him as my 7th grade science/health teacher. I remember him teaching us about the "reproductive system". What little I knew, going into the class, I came out more confused than ever!! What WAS that "one line drawing on the board?" He said it was a drawing of the male genitals. Now, I had babysat baby boys and changed their diapers and they didn't look like THAT! Back then, they taught you about those things, but they didn't REALLY teach you about those things. And it was bad enough hearing about that kind of stuff, but in a room with boys AND girls? I was dying! Then came the dreaded question at the end of that session. "ARE THERE ANY QUESTIONS? I sat there in my seat praying "please don't let there be any questions, please don't let there be any questions." I don't remember if anyone asked one. I also remember his story about his ship being hit during WWII and something about saving the ice cream. What was the story? Re: Campbells store, I also use to walk there. We didn't wear shoes, very often, in the summer time and the blacktop would be so hot on my feet, but that didn't stop me from walking there. I remember a woman named "Bee" who worked there. I also remember, for a time, the clerks wore little white aprons, with pockets and after you paid for your groceries, they would pull an envelope out of their pocket and give it to you. When you opened it, there would be play money..half of a one or five or ten... you saved them and when you matched up the other half, you could redeem them for real money. I also remember S&H green stamps. Re: May baskets, it was a nice tradition, in those days. Kids don't do it much anymore. It's our own fault for not keeping up the tradition with our kids. Re: Mosquito fogger. We called him the "Mosquito Man" I'm sure a vision was conjured up, when my mom would yell " Quick! Kids, get in the house! The Mosquito Man is coming"!! And then, all we could see was this white fog coming towards the house. What does a "Mosquito Man" look like, anyway? (I know someone wrote in and said, "that was my dad". I don't mean to offend, it's just the way I remember it.) I've been reading about favorite teachers. My favorite teacher was Mr. Clarkson, our principal at L&C. When I was little, I would run up to him and hug him, yelling "Grandpa, Grandpa" and I would hold his hand on the playground... he made himself very visible to the children. How many principals are like that now? I can still hear him walking down the hall, jingling his change in his pockets. I wrote him love notes, when I was in 1st or 2nd grade. One day, after he had retired and I was married and had moved away, he showed up at my mom and dad's door and handed them the love notes I had written him. He had kept them all those years! What a sweet man. Patty Deal was our babysitter. I don't know what year she graduated. She lived on G.W.Way. I think her parents still do. I remember Sandy Freeman babysitting us, too. She used to dance and after she'd put us little ones in bed, she'd dance for us. My first job was at McVickers Jewelers. I stunk at that job, but Mrs. McVicker was very kind to me and let me work there until I quit. I'm sure she must have said a prayer of thanks, the day I quit. Our phone number? WH-77835. Susy Rathjen Whitney ================================= >>From: Linda King Goetz (79) I graduated from Columbia High in 1979 and we are now planning our 20 year class reunion. We are missing a lot of addresses so any help we can get would be appreciated !! Linda King Goetz ===================================== >>From: Jim Moran (87) This is great stuff! Although it seems I am part of the younger generation of Bomber Alumni, I still remember hearing about some of these places from older brothers and sisters, or remember them just before they were closed down. Also, since I have moved from Richland, I am able to see how very special Richland was, and the total environment which people lived, especially during the cold war wars. That is why I would like people to send me their thoughts and memories of Richland during the 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's and early 80's. I will gather this information for a project I am working on in my spare time (which is very little as I am a first year teacher). Thanks for your time and interest. My e mail is [deleted for privacy]. Thanks again, Jim Moran, RHS-class of 1986-87 ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/22/98 14 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53) I still have my cedar box and key also an autograph book with many of the celebrities others mentioned inscribed. ================================= >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) Someone mentioned some of the famous people that came to town. These are some I remember: The Grand Ole Opry came to play in the Boys Gym. There was Red Foley, Tex Ritter, Minnie Pearl, Grandpa Jones and a lot more. Mr Stell held a party for them all in the Music room after the show and I guess it got a little bit loud because the police were called at about 1:00 in the morning and the party was shut down. I had helped with the sound equipment setup and I had to help clean up the mess the next morning. The US Navy Band came and played in the Bomber Bowl. My Mom's cousin was a musical arranger with the band and we had about 10 of them out to dinner in our Pre-cut on Willard. Ray Whitley was a regular for many years at the Atomic Frontier Days. Tom Mix came to the village theater once. We watched him shoot balloons and do tricks with his horse. I was disappointed many years later when I learned that he used shot shells in his pistols that made about a 10 foot pattern. He could not have missed if he had tried. There were probably many more. As to the story about Mr Clayton and the ice cream. He was the advisor for our radio club and he told the story many times. He was aboard an Aircraft Carrier, I think the old Lexington, when it was torpedoed during the battle of the Coral Sea. When they had to abandon ship they were told to grab what they could for floatation. For some reason he was in the kitchen so he grabbed a 5 gallon container of ice cream and jumped overboard. He never did figure out why he grabbed the ice cream. Does anyone remember John Reid and his Caterpillar club stories about bailing out of a B-17 during the war? Art(Tom) Hughes, Class of 56 ============================== >>From: Don McKenzie (56) Don McKenzie trying to locate Dan McKenzie, both Class of 56 ========================== >>From: Robert M. "Bob" Frederick (59) c/o Sandi Cherrington (66) I'm writing this email for a friend of mine. His name is Robert M. Frederick (Class of '59). He would like to add his memories, but does not have a computer. I called and told him that a couple of people had asked about him and his brother, John Frederick. The email address he gave me for John is not a good one, but as soon as I get one, I will send it in for him. I also have Bob's address and phone number, if anyone would like to contact him, just email me and I'll send it to you. Bob says he has lots of memories of school, and growing up in the Tri-Cities. Some of them are: swimming in the flumes at the Richland Y, Atomic Frontier Days, High-Spot Dances, and the Homecoming BonFires. Bob will be sending me more memories and messages, and I will forward them on to you. Thanks, Sandi (66) for -Robert M. "Bob" Frederick (59) ========================== >>From: Floyd A. Morse (60) A couple of days ago Jim Russell (58) called me about business and told me about the "Alumni Sandstorm" I contacted Maren and the rest, as they say, is history. It has really been great reading all of your memories and brought quite a few to me. My best friend Jack Russell (60) [Jim Russell's (58) brother], were a part f the notorious "Boy's Pep Club". We used too get to the basketball games early so we could sit on the to row of seats in the lower student section. Jack had tape record and 20watt amp and speaker set and provided the music for the Richland DeMolay Chapter dancers, where he got the nickname "Jake's One Man Band". I am sorry to report that Jack passed away last summer. To bring some of you up-to-date: I am in Spokane, WA, married 31 years to the same wonderful woman (she has to be wonderful to put with me this long). We have two daughters and one grandson. Last August I celebrated (?) my 24th anniversary working for Safeway Stores. I am at the Shadle Park store. Any Spokanite Bombers and invited to stop in and say "Hello" My brother Fred (63) lives in Kennewick with Mom. We lost Dad last year. He was 91. Colleen (62) is also in Kennewick. Her last name is Goakey. By the way, has anyone ever thought of having an ALL Classes reunion? They did it here at North Central and it was really nice. You not only got to see your classmates, but also friends from upper and lower classes we went to school with. Finally, to Gary Behymer (64) and Maren Smyth (64) thank you for all your work and efforts. It is appreciated, especially to those of us who have moved away from Richland, but will cherish those memories forever... will visit daily and write again soon Floyd A. Morse (60) ================================= >>From: Bill Craddock (61) A few memories of mine that may break into the memory banks of others: Garmo's Grocery, Wild Bill's Grocery, Johnny's 76 station, Jim and Jakes Sporting Goods Store, Cafeteria at the Mart, Fishing (Carmichael P.E.) at Wellsian Pond, Sledding on Carmichael hill (both day and night), feeling like I had finally made the "big time" when I got to park in the Senior Parking Lot, Froggy the Gremlin - "hiya kids, hiya, hiya pfbeebbbbbb!", when pink and black combinations were the big fashion statement for guys in jr. high, with VERY skinny belts, when many parents wouldn't let their boys have a leather jacket cause the "hoods" wore them, when there were more cops in Richland than there were in Spokane, Officer Whitehead, NearBeer, Cutting the belt loops off my jeans so the teachers couldn't enforce the "have to wear a belt" rule, English Brogues, "parking", inverted conical containers full of A&W root beer, the Penny Candy rack at Densow's, Ed Borasky in his Zorro suit and on his bicycle at a pep assembly, Walking to Korten's to buy 45's - Elvis usually (I still have a bunch of those), the "cool" way to get onto the dance floor for slow dances, the shoulder pads in Mr. Bouchard's suit coats, calling a rap on the butt with a teacher's paddle a "spat", teachers who would stop classes and turn the radio on for World Series games, wooden baseball bats repaired with tape, nails, screws, etc. when they would crack, winning the all-city dance contest with Doris Van Reenan during the Richland-becomes-a-city festivities, Mr. Hislop had a Corvette, calling VW's Slugbugs, rabbit hunting where Columbia Center is now, more some other time. Rick Donnell's (61) dad was the author and artist responsible for Dupus Boomer. -Bill Craddock (61) =============================== >>From: Pat Bezzio (63) Does anyone remember . . . - Lik-M-Aid - no one made drinks out of it, we just ate it from the package. - When grade-school age, making blanket houses on the clothesline - (Girls) Starching those slips so they would be even stiffer - I dried mine on an umbrella outside - Finger painting - we got to do this in the boiler room at Marcus Whitman. - Conversation hearts at Valentine's Day - Folk dance lessons - ours at Marcus included international dance - it was years before I learned that Korobushka had other words besides "One, here we go, hop; two, here we go, hop; together, apart, and underneath!" - Mrs. Davis making us write essays in sophomore English in high school. Boy, was that hard! But much of my good training in English I attribute directly to her. - Mrs. Luckey reciting "The Tree Frog" and croaking out the words, "Rain, rain, rain!" while wearing her white eyelet dress with the red slip underneath. I don't mean to sound disrespectful here, but she was somewhat eccentric, and I think my decision never to try grade or high school teaching was based on how carefully we scrutinized our teachers and how critical we were! - I swear this is true: In some Jr. hi (Carmichael) or high school english class we broke up into groups and had to recite poems. I was in a group with Susan Konecny and a couple of other girls. We had The Ship of State by Wordsworth(?) and we turned it into rap . . . years ahead of our time! It was sorta like this: Thou, TOO, sail on, oh (pause) ship of state, sail ON, oh U-nion, (pause) strong and great, hu-MAN-i-ty with (pause) all its fears, and (pause) all its hopes through all the years, is (pause) hanging BREATH-less (pause) on thy fate! -Pat Bezzio (63) ================================ >>From: Carolyn Riese (64) Maren, I have thoroughly enjoyed reading the responses from the Richland Bombers. I have one request...... would you change my address to: [deleted for privacy] Thanks, the Juno address is based on minutes of phone time, and it is getting way too lengthy, and expensive for me to handle, would appreciate your passing the word along, any personal messages can still be sent to [deleted for privacy]. I would love to hear from anyone who remembers me..... I know one thing for sure, I don't remember having as much fun as some of the others. Can someone remind me. I was a member of the Junior Achievement and not much else, am always sorry that I wasn't encouraged to play tennis or something ! ! ! I probably could have handled some sports, I have been teaching Water Aerobics for 10 yrs. and am a committed walker. It gets harder and harder to maintain a girlish figure ((grin)), so I am the Central Wisconsin Roving Weight Watchers Leader for the last four years. I really love what I am doing, working with people and discussing health and fitness issues. Enough for now, God Bless us All, -Carolyn Riese (64) ============================ >>From: Ellen Spitaleri (65) I am a member of the class of 1965 and read your messages every day, but seldom have time to reply. But, I was wondering if anyone else remembers being told that Richland was the number one (or number two) spot that the Russians would bomb when the time came to nuke us. I recall also being told that actually the dreaded Ruskies would bomb Grand Coulee dam and the resulting flood would cover Richland before we could evacuate. Someone even showed me a "high water" mark and told me that is how high the water would be in town. I credit this experience with my fear of water. But then there were my less than pleasant experiences at the Richland pool: having to wear a hideous bathing cap, having first period PE and being freezing cold and returning to school with wet hair and stinking of chlorine, and one time when I was the victim of a mass splashing by some unruly boys. Oh, and then there was being dared to jump off the high dive, which I foolishly did. I survived, but received a classic belly flop injury. I never learned to swim. Is there a connection here? -Ellen Spitaleri (65) ============================= >>From: Richard St. John (65) TO: John Bixler (64): I remember the foot long hot dogs at the Stop 'n Go in the Y. Actually, it was in the highlands, on a corner. I don't remember the street names, and don't get back there very often. I remember my Dad used to take the family up there on Saturday after payday. That was about the only "fast food" place in the Tri-Cities at that time. -Richard St. John (65) ============================ >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) Thanks, Mary Kay Mitchell Coates, for your pursuit of truth behind the real "Wight" murder. When you speak to Dick Wight, just tell him that a couple of hundred Bomber Alumni wanna know what happened. It amazes me what potential this e-mail site may have. Also, David Rivers mentioned the "pretend bomb blast" that was put on for the entertainment (?) of the residents. I remember that this happened during a Christmas Tree bonfire down by the library. Did this happen more than once? Also, enjoyed Jim Russell's essay on the pureness and simplicity of our childhoods. Maybe in the future, our daughter will read all these e-mails, and gain a better understanding of where I was coming from. I still meet with my best friends from Chief Jo, at least once a year sometimes more often, in Richland for a weekend. We have been doing this now for 10 years. I will let Cathy Weihermiller, Carolyn Stanfield and Frani Brown know about this site when we see each other on Saturday! Cheryl Moran Fleming(66) =================================== >>From: Gerald Stein (66) It is nice to read all these e-mails. They bring back all kinds of memories. We live in Granbury, Texas in the vicinity of Jerry Coffee. Now that the kids are gone, Lovena and I travel with my new work (management consultant) and we are currently in New London, CT. It has been nice to see the East coast. I found out Walt Sommers lives in the Chicago area and called and we met at the airport, to catch up on old times. We recently went to the "Wall that Heals" (Vietnam War Memorial). It is a real emotional place to go. I looked up Mark Black's name on the wall and remembered playing basketball with him in the church league. I wonder how many other alumni we lost over there? We were back in Richland over the 4th of July, it's amazing how much it grows each time we return. New bridge, new mall, but some of the old radio stations are still on the air. Does anyone remember Dick Stevens illegal radio station? Keep up all the memories, I look forward to them each day. -Gerald Stein (66) ================================= >>From: Rick Maddy (67) I thought that little green and gold bomb was still the mascot. One time it was stolen by a Yakima school (Davis?), sometime between 64-67 - I know someone knows the correct year out there - and a roadblock by students was needed to get that bomb back. WIAA - who runs this agency anyway? It just has to be somebody not from around these parts I suspect. This genius thinks it is perfectly OK to say a bomb, particularly of the atomic class, and it's haunting biomorphic shape is considered antiquated, repugnant, politically incorrect, or whatever lame excuse they bring to the front, and therefore cannot be a mascot anymore, after fifty or so years. And in the same run- on sentence says the instrument that took this nightmare to Japan is okay as a mascot. Class of 99 -- Where is our bomb now? Make sure WIAA leaves the little monster alone and give him/her a fresh paint job. And sew the mushroom back on your uniform. Our parents produced the inert to that bomb. Maybe I should speak for myself here and not use we, but that bomb is more than just a mascot to many grads of RHS. I always thought we were the bomb. Not the Richland Bombs, but the Bombers, yes. But definitely not the bomber airplane! Am I wrong? Someone please educate me. The Richland Beavers doesn't cut it either. Never saw one beaver in that town. Come to think of it, I never saw a B17, B24, or a B29 either, but I remember that bomb. -Rick Maddy (67) ========================== >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72) TO: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) Yes, Aubrey Clayton was on the USS Lexington during WW11 when it was hit. He and some others did go down to the kitchen and eat the ice cream. Then they had to abandon ship. He was in the water for about 6 hours and finally was rescued by the USS Phelps. Then they torpedoed the Lex and sank her so the Japanese couldn't get to her. A few years ago he found the man who had pulled him onto the Phelps. He was having his hair cut across the street from where my father lived. Small world, huh? Lois Clayton Colton '72 ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/23/98 11 Bombers and one Bomber Dad wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Mr. Barger (Bomber Dad) I am not a graduate of Richland Columbia High School, but after my graduation, service involvement in WWII and college, I took about every night school class available at the Continuing Education Department of Columbia High, plus I had three children that did attend all grades at Richland and graduated in 68, 70, and 72. I would like to say thanks for Tony Sharpe's article and say I am proud of him for writing what most of us old timers feel and believe. I and most of the Tri-Cities inhabitants were very proud of the group of Columbia High Students that stood up to the faculty, School Board, and others that sometimes form public opinion, when the name and Logo change was suggested. We were happy to see, even with the extreme pressures applied to the students they, prevailed and kept the name and logo. What a tremendous feeling of pride when the class went ahead and had the Bomber Mural painted on the side of the building. The number who approved of the logo and name was well established when they individually donated a day's pay to purchase the bomber to help end the war. Some think it was cruel to send people of Japanese ancestry to Concentration Camps. They all had a choice, and those that would sign papers stating they pledged their loyalty to the United States of America were not affected. Those that continued to pledge their allegiance to the Japanese nation and considered their Emperor to be God, were sent to the camps. Some Japanese young men between the ages of 18 and 39 joined the Armed Forces and served our government very well. Aside from this do people not directly involved in the war think they really understand what would have happened if the Atomic Bomb had not been used. I and most of those arriving at Hanford after 1946 probably would never have existed, as most of us at that age would have been killed in an invasion of Japan. Therefore our off springs would also have never been.. 1. The Emperor of Japan had complete control over the thoughts and actions of all his subjects, including those that were born and lived in other countries. 2. The Emperor was using children of all ages to fight and training thousands to be Kamikaze pilots, who were willing to commit suicide to kill. 3. The Emperor had already been torturing US Citizens, men and women, who had been capture. Some of these men and women didn't even belong to one of the Armed Forces. 4. The Emperor had convinced the world that he would not surrender and had been proving that when thousands of his troops were committing suicide rather than being captured. These consisted of men, women and children on the islands that had been earlier captured by the Japanese. 5. The United States had been gaining control of the War Effort and advancing toward Japan on a very consistent basis. 6. Hundreds of thousands of US Troops were being assembled to invade Japan. If the bomb had not been used: 1. Hundreds of thousands of US Troops would have died. 2. The entire population of Japan, men, women and children would have been totally terminated, or those not immediately killed would have committed suicide. I am happy the war ended with the bombs. I was a part of that effort on the Island of Tinian and am alive today because of that action. On a little different subject, I always wonder how the "DownWinders" feel they were subjected to so much. Doesn't it seem likely that those working in the facilities hands on for forty or fifty years would have been affected much more? Things that were more harmful was those "Fog Trucks" that all of you ran through and followed all over town on your bicycles. -Marvin Barger (Bomber Dad) =============================== >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) Go Bombers!!! 2 bits; 4 bits; 6 bits; a dollar - all for Gary and Maren - stand up and holler.... THANKS I was reading the Sunday edition and was reminded of several things as I read the entry by Billye Conley Drew (61). I do remember the circus that came to Bomber Bowl. In fact one year it was here the lady that climbed the tall pole was killed because when she reached the top, the wind was up and the pole broke and she plunged to her death. I also remember watching my dad shovel the coal into the furnace. But I also remember very vividly that when he decided to make the basement a full one, (not half dirt) he got in touch with Jim Lawrence (he married Millie Bresina from our class) who had a conveyor belt , and along with my uncles and brothers, I watched them work real hard. Another correction I need to make is that the carnivals I had mentioned earlier, not only did we send the servicemen cookies, but we actually sent the money we made so they could call home. The swimming pool was a great addition to our town, and because it was so cheap we spent the whole day there (at least I did when I could) Atomic Frontier Days were the best and i would be really neat to have them return. The generation of today would see what a wonderful time we had during the 50"s. Until next time............. Millie Finch Gregg (54) ============================= >>From: Jim Russell (58) TO: Ellen Spitaleri (65) I, too, remember the story that Hanford area would be one of the prime targets for a Russian attack and that the most likely method would be to bomb Grand Coulee Dam. The thought of all that rush of water flooding our city and my school was a little disconcerting as I lay face down on the hallway floor in Lewis & Clark, hand over my neck. "Is this the way one floats to safety?" Jim Russell (58) ==================================== >>From: Barbara Chandler (59) My, my, my...... the memories this site brings back. It is really astonishing to me that there are so many of us "out there". My class of '59 was so special to me. I moved to Richland after my parents separated (Chicago) in 1948. My grandparents, Alma and Oliver Riggins were already settled there, having come in the mid '40's. My aunt and uncle, Eugia and Talmadge Riggins were also there. My cousins, Katie, Sandy and Beth Riggins were there and we all (believe it or not, well, not Beth--wasn't born yet), along with my mom Lillian, brother Richard and I all lived in an "A" house on Perkins!!! Whew! Somehow we managed and memories of growing up in that town have been wonderful. Don't remember who said it, but how right you were..... We were safe, and we felt it. Still think in many ways that it was idealic. I have many memories that I'll contribute at a later date, just wanted to say thanks again for the opportunity and a "safe" place to voice my feelings about my home town and the people in it. More soon. _Barbara Chandler (59) =================================== >>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62) Just received a copy from Terry Christensen(61), saw Bill Blankenship (62) and Mary Lou Ingram Aeschliman (62) in a store the day before and they both asked me if I had seen a copy of the Sandstorm then next day here it is. Work with Larry Smith (61). Since I am writing from work I need to keep this brief. I can't respond again, it is frowned upon since I work for the government but thought this one time I would take a chance and say keep up the good work, what a great idea to keep in touch and reminisce. When I get my home computer fixed I'll correspond regularly. So right now I am in a read only mode. Does anyone out there remember feeding Ali the alligator ping pong balls in Mr. Carlson's biology class? Yes, all is well in Richland and some of us are still here. Jinny Barnett Howser (62) ================================== >>From: Earl Bennett (63) TO: Patty Bezzio (63): I thought Mrs. Davis was Junior English, but if you say Sophomore, so be it. From her class I remember creating a newspaper with several articles concerning news events from Silas Marner. The reason I think it was Junior year is because I took typing during the summer between soph and junior, and I seem to recall typing the news columns, then cutting and pasting. But not a sharp memory. By the way, Khorobushka was another song Mrs. Harmon taught us. During our Junior year when I was taking first year Russian, I had the privilege of teaching a couple of Russian folk dances to both the first and second year classes. TO: Gerald Stein (66): Good to hear from you, too, after a couple of entries from Ray. Has Dave contributed yet? I live about 25 miles outside of DC in the Virginia suburbs. When I visited the Vietnam Wall, I made two tracings of Mark Black's name, sent one to Richland Lutheran and kept one. I suppose your mother told you that Irv and LaVonne Johnson had come back to minister there, and just last year retired. Another memory I've not seen mentioned yet: Mid- fifties in elementary school listening to the Standard Oil of Ohio national broadcasts over the schoolwide PA system (Jason Lee, in my case). I vaguely remember an introduction to classical music - anyone else remember other topics covered? Also, specials on TV like Our Mr. Sun and Hemo the Magnificent, that were integrated into schoolwork. Later. -ecb3 ================================= >>From: Teresa DeVine Knirck (64) Hi to all---Sonja Harmon's address is [deleted for Mrs. Harmon's privacy -- if you want her address, click on Teresa's e-mail above and ask her for it. -- Maren] I speak to her two or three times a year. She definitely, along with Julia Davis, was the most influential teachers I had. I spent 24 years teaching Russian in Kirkland and at Hanford High here in Richland -- and English too. Just recently switched to being a full-time high school counselor, after years of teaching and counseling both. Also, the famous murder was Mrs. Wight, not White, I think. My friend Margaret Weeks lived right next door and Barb Gast lived right across the street. It was summer of 1960 or thereabouts and scared us out of our wits. Thanks once again Maren and Gary for your work. Was anyone else besides me, Dawn Bern, Judy Altman, Judy Campbell, and Doug Hawkins in Dr. Mecum's class the day Shelly McCoy got his hand stuck in that book holder along the side of the desks and three boys had to carry him, desk and all, down to the janitors to be freed? That was a crazy class. -Teresa DeVine Knirck (64) ==================================== >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) I can't believe that no one has talked about the great swimming holes we used to go to. The "Flumes" on the Pasco side of the River where if you went off the 20 or 30 ft drop on the right side you broke your neck but if you went off the left side you were ok. The "Bubbles" in Kennewick which was a pump station on one of the irrigation canals. We used to go there at night and skinny dip with the car lights on. How about "Beer Falls" which was somewhere about where Meadow Springs is now. It was a little stream that went through a culvert pipe and made a pretty deep hole where the water came out of the pipe. There was sand all around it so it was kind of like being at the beach. To Gerald Stein: I remember the station I think? Wasn't it Dick and one other guy? Speaking of Dick Stevens...I remember in Jr. High at Carmichael he went for a record to see how many Hacks he could get in his 9th grade year. He was a pretty funny guy. -Bob DeGraw (66) ======================================= >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) TO: Rick Maddy (67) Hi Rick, This is Pam Ehinger Nassen, you are very right about the insignia of the mushroom cloud, aka the Bomb!! Our parents had a lot to do with it, so why shouldn't we be proud of it. I think THEY think it is being worshipped of some thing. What they don't know is that we are very proud of what we offered to history. I'm not proud of all the Japanese that were killed by it. But we did put an end to an awful war, that killed way to many all ready. So tell THEM to give us back our MUSHROOM CLOUD, and give us back our BOMB (with new paint on it). Put the cloud back on the pants and let us be the BOMERS, WE ARE!!!!!!! WE ARE THE BOMBERS MIGHTY MIGHTY BOMBERS, EVERY WHERE WE GO PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW WHO WE ARE SO WE TELL THEM! WE ARE THE BOMBERS MIGHT MIGHTY BOMBERS...... B..O..M..B..E..R..S...THATS US!! Take Care Bombers Rule -Pam Ehinger Nassen(67) =============================== >>From: Lois Clayton Colton (71) To: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) I got a chuckle about the idea of ice cream for a flotation device. I think they were more worried about their stomachs. I guess they figured that they didn't want to be hungry for a while. The ship wasn't sinking, but was so severely crippled that it had to be sunk. Interestingly enough, when he jumped off the Lex another man jumped on top of him and injured his neck a little. It was in this very spot that he had one major stroke. When he was on the USS Phelps he was lying on a pool table and was too weak to get up and watch the Lex being sunk. They pushed him over to the window so that he could watch. -Lois Clayton Colton '71 ================================ >>From: Creede Lombard (72) Someone mentioned the famous acts that came to town. Most of them came to the gym, since that was about the biggest place in town. Three I remember specifically were the US Marine Band (they might have come through twice), the Harlem Globetrotters and the Grass Roots. I never saw the Grass Roots but I remember seeing the other two. -Creede ================================== >>From: Troy Ostboe (81) My name is Troy Ostboe - 81' Bomber I'd like to add my Dad to your Online Sandstorm. Some of you might remember him as either as a fellow student or more likely as your teacher. My Dad is Rodney Ostboe -60' Bomber. His email is [deleted for privacy]. Dad (Rod) has been a teacher at Carmichael and Chief Jo (until Chief Jo's untimely demise) for more than 30 years and is still going strong. He also coached Mens and Womens Varsity Gymnastics until recently. My youngest sister Wendy Holsten (Ostboe) 90' Bomber - married another Bomber by the name of Dan Holsten 87', graduated from EWU, got a job teaching in Richland and took over the Varsity Girls Gymnastics coaching position at Richland from dad. (keepin' it in the family so to speak) 3 younger brothers: Rusty Ostboe '83 Bomber, Robbe Ostboe '86 Bomber, and Chad Ostboe '88 Bomber. Dad and Wendy are the only ones still in Richland. I certainly enjoy reading the memories and would like to see more from my age group. -Troy Ostboe (81) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/24/98 17 Bombers wrote today. =============================== >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) For the 40's and 50's grads. I wonder how many of you remember the Village Food Store located on Snow and Lee Blvd. It is now the Richland School District Ad building. Remember the beverage and candy window at the rear of the store? My mother, Ola Myrick, was the clerk that worked that window. I, too, worked at the store and often with my mother. Stan Ewing, Bill Wahl, and Junior Nichleson also worked there. Those years my mother enjoyed the most because she got to be with all the kids. Marcus Whitman was the school located next to it. I was in the sixth grade then. Miss Marietta was the teacher. Boy could she throw erasers, Just ask Bill Tracy. She could also come down on you with one of those huge geography books. Bob Clancy or Bill Silvers (first name?) can attest to that. Mr. Wold was 7th and Mrs. Ruby was 8th. Those were the days I guess you could say. -Ralph Myrick (51) ================================ >>From: Dick Wight (52) Hi. My name is Richard H. Wight '52 (Dick). Kay Mitchell Coates (52) sez to give you my e-mail address... If you are running this web site, thanks a bunch! I just found out about it today, and will figure out how it works over the next day or two. Best wishes, -Dick Wight (52) ================================= >>From: Al Parker (53) Lee (BeegByte) wrote the following response to an E-mail message from Al Parker (53) which referred to the Spudnut Shop and other items relevant to Bomber potpourri. (BeegByte is not an RHS grad, but some of us have basically adopted him into the corps because he so ardently shares the nostalgia, history and enthusiasm so deeply imbedded in the ever-living, ever-enriching Bomber phenomenon.) "The Spudnut Shop still is the place where all the old timers meet each morning to have a spudnut, cup of coffee, and talk over local and world events. A lot of life's serious problems are hashed over here. But, do you remember if you walk to the left (west) from the Spudnut Shop and turn right at the corner, pass the theater, head north about 100 feet, then turn right. You would be in the drugstore with an old fashion soda fountain; where you could get sodas, sundaes, banana splits, frappes, etc., etc. This was the original hangout for the Richland spit and whittle crowd. It was closed about twelve years ago and turned into an oriental restaurant. I think this was a loss to the community, sort of a landmark. But, time marches on and waits for no man." -Lee >> Al responds: Time sure does march on, Lee, and I certainly do remember the soda fountain and restaurant you are referring to. A man named Oldberg came from Bremerton to start that up. He and some partners continued to build a chain of Thrifty Drugs around the state. A lot of stores in Richland were started between the late 40's and the early 50's by people who came over from Bremerton. Richland was starting to boom while Bremerton was losing businesses and people because work at the Bremerton Naval Shipyard was winding down at the end of World War II. Some of the Richland businesses that came from or were started by people from Bremerton were Thrifty Drug, Parker's Hardware, BB & M Sporting Goods, Davis Furniture, Pleis-Davis, and a Bakery I can't remember the name of. The children of many of these business owners became RHS graduates. It would be cool if we could hear a little vignette from or about each of them. I remember Buck Buckner, one of the partners of BB& M Sporting Goods, from my early days in Bremerton before moving to Richland when I was 14 in 1949. At that time, he was running a small grocery store on the Manette side of Bremerton. When I bought peanuts from him in the bulk, or candy, he would always give me two or three replacements if I could find a piece that was slightly "spoiled". We were both very liberal in how we interpreted the definition of "spoiled." After a while, he would pretend I was taking advantage of him and complain, "what do you want from me, blood?" The same answer would apply in his sporting goods store in Richland when I tried to get a better deal on some fishing worms. Yes. Those were the times then. These are the times now. And time keeps marching on! -Al ---------------- Al wrote: << Richland was starting to boom while Bremerton was losing businesses and people because work at the Bremerton Naval Shipyard was winding down at the end of World War II. >> Beeg responds: Bremerton rings a bell. Remember the days when North Richland existed? The only real houses that existed in that town were called Bremerton Houses. Do you recall these little cracker boxes? There were three rows of them on the East side of town. As I recollect, they were supposed to have been moved from the Bremerton Naval Shipyard after the war. That probably would account for the name, Bremerton Houses, but I do not really know if this story is true. Do you happen to know if that is a true story? -- Lee >> ~~~I don't know if that is true, or not, Lee. Sounds logical, maybe even probable. Maybe we can find somebody who knows for sure. -Al Parker (53 =============================== >>From: Ken Heminger (56) Many things have been mentioned in the Sandstorm, The Stop and Go, Muscles, Frontier days, and celebrities coming to town. I would like to reflect on what I remember. The Stop-n-Go..... The thing I remember most was the French Fries. It was still fairly new when we went up there. I remember that we had just won/lost (cant remember which) a game with Gonzaga (sp?). We were all hanging out eating burgers and fries and talking about the game.. The fries were of the Curley type but much longer. You could pick up one end and it would dangle like a spring. I thought the fries were really cool. Frontier Days.... The celebrities that I remember coming were Chill Wills, Jimmy Wakley (sp?) The singing Cowboy, and there was also Monty Hale, another cowboy. Monty had a show in the Richland theater and showed up with his arm in a sling. He claimed he broke his arm when he fell off his horse. Chill Wills autographed my brothers cowboy boot. That was a big day for my brother. I also remember Chita of Tarzan fame was in Richland. I cant say it was for frontier days though. One other thing just came to mind.... Anyone remember when they had the Tucker Automobile on display. All I remember about that is, it was green and sitting on a trailer. I think they were pushing sales. Wish I could remember how much it was. Someone mentioned Celebrities like Red Foley coming to Columbia High and putting on a show. One celebrity he forgot to mention was Ferlin Husky. He was the life of the show. I remember there was snow on the ground when the crew showed up to unload their equipment. Red Foley's car was pulling up to the back door of the gym and a rear wheel fell into a hole and he was stuck. A bunch of us kids ran over and helped get him out of the hole. That was quite a deal for us. It seems to me that they were supposed to put on a show in Kennewick the next day and one of them got blitzed and couldn't make it to the show. There was quite a stink about it. Not sure but I think it was Tex Ritter. Maybe someone can come up with who it was. I remember a day when Muscles showed up in the Uptown area with his new bike. He offered a kid a ride on it. The kid straddled the rear and sat down. I remember muscles telling the kid to "Hold on tight because the bike had a lot of power" Muscles' monkey was kept in a big cage outside his house. I was walking home from Chief Jo after school and was looking into the cage when his monkey grabbed the glasses off my face and destroyed them. I had a hard time explaining that to my dad.... That's it for now.... I probably slaughtered some name spelling... Sorry Ken Heminger (56) ***************** [Ken -- I try to remember to spell check -- for ALL of us. --Maren] ***************************************** >>From: Jan Mulroy Wick (58) I just had a flash back to the 50's. Does anyone remember the record booths in Korten's. You could go into these booths and listen to records (before you bought them). I'm not sure anybody ever bought any records. God those people had patience! ~ Riding your horse as fast as you could on the dike. ~ Going barefoot from February to December. ~ Walking/running across black top that was at least 200 degrees. This is such fun and I can't believe how much I had forgotten. I remember getting the wooden box for graduation, I think it was from Bell Furniture Store. I kept it for years but must have gotten rid of it during a house cleaning fit. Now I feel sad I didn't keep it.. Thanks to everyone that sent in their memories. -Jan Mulroy Wick (58) =================================== >>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) A memory I just have to include here is about my 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Mary Lester, at Lewis and Clark. I really loved her, but I sometimes didn't understand what she said, because she had somewhat of a southern accent. One day I had to confess out loud in class that I didn't get my arithmetic assignment done. She asked my how much did I lack? I replied, after thinking a minute, that I didn't like any of it. I wasn't trying to be funny, but she asked me again, a little louder, how much did I not get done? Of course the class laughed and I was so embarrassed! I also remember one day she had her head down on her desk when we came in from recess. The principal (Mr. Clark?) came in and helped her out, I think she had fainted. I think we must have been giving her a hard day; I never knew what happened, but I thought we should treat her more carefully after that. Oh, anyone else remember when we thought Mr. Clark had a spanking machine in the office, and we would look in and try to see it whenever we walked by. We'd also walk really straight and not run in that hallway. (I can't even believe this myself!!!) Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) =================================== >>From: Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60) Regarding entertainers who visited the Tri-Cities, I recall Fats Domino being at the Kennewick Social Club. I'm not sure what year it was but most likely after I graduated. ============================ >>From: MLou Williams (60) TO: Bill Craddock (61): Garmo's! I'd forgotten all about it - we used to stop there after church and buy fresh baked french bread for 20 cents a loaf, then stop by our neighbors in our "B" house on Van Giesen. They were Catholic and couldn't eat before Mass, and the kids would be really hungry, so we all consumed the loaf of bread while everyone's Sunday Dinner was still cooking. The "kids" were Michele (70?) and Roy Thomas (72?) Vespier, my later-to-be godchildren. Roy lives in Wenatchee with a lovely family, and his mom and aunt are there too. Michele, who moved to Col Hi the year the Beatles' song "Michele" was popular, is a teacher in Palm Springs. -MLou Williams (60) ======================================= >>From: Don Panther (62) Glad to hear about Rodney Ostboe. Some great memories that involve Rodney. My first year in gymnastics is looked up to this muscled Sr. (Rod) who could zip up the rope. We occasionally played a little basketball after gymnastics workout and I remember passing the ball to Rod a couple of time and it would hit him in the side of the head. I was confused until he told me he had one eye missing. I felt embarrassed, at least until one day in Mr. Tillman's mechanical drawing class. Mr. Tillman was on Rods case for something and told him to behave.." 'cause I have my eye on you." Well, Rodney's response was to go to Mr. Tillman's desk, place his glass eye on his desk and tell him, "I've got my eye on you too!" I'd give a days pay for a picture of Mr. Tillman's face. Another act that came to the Tri-Cities... Ravene, the hypnotist, who performed at the Uptown theatre. Also the fireworks in the Bomber Bowl. Fond memories.. Ms Wiley's typing class (with Dean Hoff) and her thermos of hot water..."A S D F semi-colon L K J" over and over again (but this skill served me well through the years!); The Marcus Whitman ('56) performance of "The Tom Sawyer Operetta", with Cheryl (Joey) Arnold as Becky, Julie Wilson as Aunt Polly; Terry Tate as the Parson, and many others, and I got to play Tom. Does anyone remember any of the other "stars"? I do remember that when "Huck and Tom" were singing a song during one of the performances, I had a piece of Pez candy in my mouth. As we were singing, it moved from the side of my mouth to the front and came flying out while we were singing. Well, that set the entire audience to laughing, including the cast and it went on for about five minutes. All I can remember is that the music teacher (Mr. Soderquist) was trying desperately to gain control, which he eventually did. What fun! My mother recently found my copy of the production script and music and it brought back some good memories from those innocent years. Thanks again to Gary and Maren! -Don Panther ('62) ====================================== >>From: Earl Bennett ('63) TO: Bob De Graw: Your name is very familiar, though we wouldn't have been in school together - maybe you knew one of my sisters Diana Bennett Ground ('64 - currently living in Juneau and working for Dept. of Fish and Game), Cecilia Bennett McCartney ('65 - in Richland) or Sue Bennett Meek ('68 - also in Richland). The other two were much younger. About the flumes on the Pasco side: I heard that the injurious approach you mentioned took out two of our class the day before graduation, reducing us to 398 rather than 400 in the line. Never saw independent confirmation of that rumor - anyone else remember? -ecb3 ================================= >>From: Kathy Rathvon (63) Not only did we starch (sometimes in sugar water) & iron our petticoats, we wore at least 2 & sometimes 3 to four of them under our "full" skirts to make them stand out. I remember going to school with the poufiest and flounciest skirt and coming home with my skirt looking very limp. The only one who's skirt didn't go limp was Mary Lou Watkins' because she had a hoop skirt. God!!! I was so envious. I begged for one, but had to keep starching and ironing. -Kathy Rathvon (63) ============================== >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) TO: Marvin Barger (Bomber Parent) I really appreciated you writing in and telling us the information that you did. Thank you. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ============================= >>From: Mary Sullivan (64) CORRECTION: Maren brought it to my attention that Mr. Lamb was Principal at Spading and not at Lewis & Clark!! She mentioned Mr. Clarkson, and that was RIGHT ON!! Anyone remember using pieces of Wax Paper on the "Slides" at the playground to "slick" them so you could slide down them faster???? How about the margarine with the "RED" DOT in the middle, that you had to squeeze?? They came in a plastic "baggie" of some sort!! Gotta run--more later!! -Mary Sullivan (64) ============================= [Mary -- Mom wouldn't let us use wax paper! But the wrappers from the wonder bread (~~"building strong bodies 8 ways"~~ back then) had more wax on them anyway! And I've been just WAITING for somebody else to remember those red dots! Maybe you and I being the same age, we were the right age to be the ones to 'get' to squeeze the color into the margarine. -- Maren] ================================ >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) YES I REMEMBER THE Standard School Broadcast with Acarmen Dragon and his Orchestra. That music time was always very restful to me. Patty ============================== >>From: Gerald Stein (66) To: Earl Bennett (63) Dave is a teacher in Puyallup, Wash. Maybe if you e-mail him, he will join in. His e-mail address is [deleted for privacy]. -Gerald Stein (66) ================================== >>From: Rick Maddy (67) Dan Wagenaar (67) died in Vietnam on 12 July 1968 - U.S. Army Dennis Huesties (67) - I saw Dennis at our 30th in Aug. of 1997 and he was not doing well, but he was there. We talked a bit at the reunion about Vietnam and our experiences with being hit with shrapnel and how such things alter one's life. I received an email from his brother (Len 70) a few weeks back that Dennis died in Jan. 1998 from complications of Agent Orange* - U.S. Army *To have the Veteran's Administration admit to a soldier dying from Agent Orange exposure is a hurdle of a great magnitude. Just take a look at the Desert Storm soldier's medical problems due to chemical exposure and governmental denial. It has never been any easier for VietVets. Growing up in Richland with a father that worked at Hanford, I think the word exposure was the third word out of my mouth after mommy and daddy. There are several of us from the Class of 67 that were involved in the Vietnam War, as expected due to our graduation timing. Dan and Dennis are the only two from our class that I know of that have died as a direct cause of that conflict. I am not sure of Mark Black's graduation year, but I recall him being a couple of years older than us. Rick Maddy (67) *************** [Mark Black was class of '66 -- Maren] ====================================== >>From: Mike Franco (70) Regarding Richland area "water activity locations"... yeah "beer falls" was a favorite, though overnamed spot for us 70's ish thrill seekers also.... What I remember as being the most fun though was the post flood pools along the Columbia in the north end of town. These pools, of course were great natural breeding grounds for those HUGE 'squiters that brought us those fog trucks. This was early, before the flooding was well controlled by dams. These pools left after the river level receded were just full of carp, frogs and other "game"... (probably a little disease as well!). I can remember wading around in this muck spearing carp. It's a incredible that we didn't contract every disease known!!! Any other carp hunters out there? Mike Franco (70) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/25/98 18 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) TO: Marc Franco (66) Marc, I had Elane in the 5th grade and Martha in the 4th grade at Jefferson. Boy could those two stare you down with those black eyes. They were two of my favorite little girls. I remember a swimming party that your folks had, either for Elane or Martha, and our whole class went. I was into wine making then and so was your dad. Remember all those grapes he had in the back yard? Dr. Franco and I began to discuss wine making and he was really disappointed in that particular batch. He let me taste it and I swear, it was the finest tastin' wine vinegar that I have ever tasted. I traded him a bottle of my wine, cherry, for a bottle of the wine vinegar. And you know that was the last bottle, I think, that he shared with anyone. The botttle I brought home didn't last very long. I saw your dad last week. He hasn't changed a bit. I certainly have a great deal of respect for Dr. Franco. Everyone does. -Ralph Myrick (51) ============================== >>From: Mary Kay (aka Kay) Mitchell Coates (52) Thanks to you Ralph Myrick for reminding me about the Village FoodcStore. Last June I retired from the Richland School District and was working at the Special Programs Add Bldg. I was the only Richland "old timer" there, and was asked several times what used to be housed in the building. I thought it was a grocery store, but could not remember the name of it. It was a bit out of my territory, as I grew up on Williams Blvd. and went to Sacajawea. I only got up by Marcus Whitman and the Village Food Store if I was on a bike ride. Speaking of bike rides - one of the favorites for Carol Haynes (51) and I was to pack our lunch and prepare for a day long adventure. We would ride our bikes out to the "mole hill" in West Richland, climb to the top, eat our lunch, explore a bit, and ride home. We also loved to go the the riding acadamey and rent horses for $1 an hour. We had our favorites - knew many of them by name. I do know, even the "fast" ones left the barn very slowly, but when they were turned around to head for "home", there was no slowing them down. I was riding with Nonajean Sterling (52) when we were about 14, and one of the "fast" horses heading for the barn cut through someone's backyard. The clothes line caught me just under my chin and flipped me off the rear of the horse. It knocked me out cold, and when I came to, Nonajean was standing over me asking me if I was dead or alive!! Funny thing is, my brother-in-law Jim Coates, married the daughter of the fellow that ran it all those years. He is still in the horse business, and teaching Jim how to breed and sell quarter horses. Anyone remember the "Brown Derby's" at the Spudnut Shop? They were soooo good!! A plain spudnut was filled with soft ice cream and then gobs of chocolate syrup was flooded over the top of all of it!! No one was counting fat calories back then!! -Mary Kay (aka Kay) Mitchell coates (52) =============================== >>From: Al Parker (53) Adding to what Jim Russell says: I believe the initial building used by South Side United Protestant Church, sponsored by the American Baptist Convention, was "transplanted" from a military base where it had been used as a chapel. I remember also, as Jim mentions, the Ledbetters who pastored Southside Church and Homer and (Elizabeth?) Goddard who Pastored the Presbyterian sponsored Westside United Protestant Church, the "Seekers" group there, and the ever popular Reverend "Bob" (last name slips me) of the Methodist sponsored Central United Protestant Church. Regarding entertainers visiting our area back in the early 50's how many remember Gorgeous George the infamous, fancily attired pro wrestler who appeared at the Kennewick baseball park? Some of us didn't think he gave us as good a show as he should have when he toured our area. In terms of "showmanship" he was like the Liberace of wrestling in those days, although Liberace actually came along later. About then also, some of our parents were dancing to the tunes of Joe Banana and And His Bunch at the Oriental Gardens in Kennewick. There was also a popular entertainer in those days who played the Hammond Organ at many occasions, but I don't remember his name. How many know how Pasco got it's name? Many years before any of us even thought about habitating on this planet, the Pacific Steamship Company had a building and a loading/unloading dock on the Columbia River where the town of Pasco is now. The company's abrevieted logo, PASCO, was painted on the outside of the building so that it could be easily seen by boats bringing their cargos up river. Long before Pasco ever became a town, traders and shippers and others visiting the area, just referred to that docking station as Pasco because that was the name that appeared on the building, and it provided a convenient and familiar reference to the location. As a population began to build, the area was being referred to as Pasco by so many people, that they started getting mail using that name also. When a U.S. Post Office was finally established there, having no other name in particular with which to identify itself, "Pasco" was chosen as the official post office location name. As the sparse population grew and a city became incorporated, the name was never changed. -Al Parker (53) ============================= >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) I guess we are proving to the medical community that just because you "mature" and have many "senior moments", we still have an active brain that can remember lots of important information!! I guess any of you out there know that if you have a younger brother or sister they are always "whining" if they are not included in the fun. Well, when I recently told you I had two older brothers I mistakenly did not mention that I have a younger brother Mark Finch (62) and younger sister Mary Finch (63). Well, I got a note from Mary chastising me!! Please forgive me lil sis. (You see they are not actually bro/sis to me, but when they came to live with my family when they were 1 and 2 respectivly; we have always considered each other family. I love them very very much. Their dad was janitor at Jefferson for years. So Mary, why not, instead of just reading this, send us some memories??? For the class of 54, does anyone remember this event: At one of our sock hops after a football game, Bob Crawford and I started doing the Charleston and the next thing we knew everyone had formed a circle watching us and then started throwing pennies at us! I guess we were the only ones crazy enough to "act up". Happy memories! Thanks again you 2 for keeping this going. Millie Finch Gregg (54) ============================== >>From: Art (aka Tom) Hughes (56) Someone mentioned the floods. I remember that one year the softball diamond in the park below the Bus Station was flooded and they had a rowboat softball game. All of the players were in row boats and the hitter had to stand in the boat and hit the ball. The ball floated and everyone had to row the boats to chase the ball and run the bases. Everyone stood up on the banks by the Bus Station to watch. I also remember Eddie Feighner and His King and His Court Softball team. He had a catcher and three fielders and they played against regular 9 man teams. He travelled all over the world giving shows. He got his start in the Richland American Legion Softball League. He was so good that people encouraged him to turn professional. Art (aka Tom) Hughes, Class of 56 =================================== >>From: Gail Cherrington Hollingsworth (56) Have had a few more memories.... Reading other entries of Lewis and Clark, and our principal in those days, Mr. Clark, reminded me of the revolving wood structure in 'City Center?' in downtown, where some of the gradeschool students, myself included, performed christmas music while standing in a living christmas tree formation, holding flashlights on the platform... I can't remember if it was just kids from L & C or if more schools were represented. Think I remember doing it more than just one year. Please throw me a lifeline, anyone, are there others out there with a memory of this holiday performance? Also, about the Campbell's Market on Comstalk, also had a little cutout window in the rear of the store, where we could go and get penny candy... in those days, for a penny you could get anywhere from 3 to 5 pieces.... those days being about 1950, I think. Used to go to the store with my friend, Annette, we both lived just 2 or 3 blocks from the store, and visit a really nice lady in the bakery who would give us broken 'divinity cookies'. Kitty corner from that Market was the home of the Haag family.... one of the daughters, Helen, was a classmate and friend of mine. And as has been stated before, her dad was Principal of Col. hi. By's burgers.... Since we lived down by the 'ROSE Bowl' and walked to Carmichael and later Col Hi.... we naturally had to pass it and get a cup of our favorite ice cream to eat the rest of the way home.. 'Nuther memory : walking home from the swimming pool, munching on a bag of freshly popped corn. No one seems to want to stress the downsides of living in the Atomic City, but some of us do have less than happy memories of the Tri-Cities. I have lost my husband, who lived in Kennewick, and my father-in-law, as well as my grandmother-in-law, to Cancer of one kind or another. I have also lost my Dad (who worked as a Machinist, tool'n'die maker, {after being trained by Dupont in Denver} all the rest of his working life at Hanford) and my Mom to Cancer. I have no definite idea that any of these were caused by living in Richland, but I certainly have my suspicions..... I might add, that my father-in-law also worked at Hanford, in the motor pool as a Mechanic. My apologies for letting this entry be a downer, but the reality is that life is not always pleasant, even in Pleasantville. Ah.... one more memory, hoping to find just at least one other oldster like myself who remembers..... the 5 and dime perfume.... Blue Waltz.. I still remember the way it smells.... I think... seems to have been something close to the Jade East cologne they came out with for men in the 70s. Everytime someone brings up 'Tangee' lipstick, it reminds me of 'Blue Waltz perfume'. Maren..... you have my permission to edit out the sadness if you wish, as I don't want to take everyone down..... just felt I needed to shed a few sad memories. -Gail Cherrington Hollingsworth (56) ============================= >>From Jim Russell (58) TO: Al Parker (53) and Lee (BeegByte) I, too, remember the term "Bremerton Houses" in North Richland, and that they had come over from Bremerton. (I was not sufficiently aware of the economic downturn to understand WHY these houses were transplanted...but then, weren't we ALL transplanted? Seems natural.) Southside United Protestant Church (SSUP), and I think a few other churches, were also building transplants from Bremerton. I know as a regular attender and ultimate member of Southside, I would follow the lines with my eyes where the building was cut to later be reassembled. There wasn't a lot else to do for a youngster sitting in those hard wooden pews during the Sunday sermon. My favorite pastor at Southside was Rev. Ledbetter, who seemed to have a special rapport with the kids. I also enjoyed visiting Westside (WSUP) on occasion, and enjoyed Rev. Goddard and the Westside kids. -Jim Russell (58) ============================== >>From: Bill Craddock (61) I haven't seen anything about a "lengendary figure from the 50's/60's - - "THE SANDMAN" = = that mythical guy in army jacket who harrassed young couples and had sand in his pockets to throw into the eyes of anyone who tried to get at him. I don't have any personal recollections but the memory of lots of "tales" makes me think that there may be some others who do. I remember that there were lots of stories. Anyone have any to share? Was he real? -- or just a myth? -Bill Craddock (61) ================================= >>From: Diane Grunwald Greer (63) ---my first time to enter into these chat sessions! Only because my boss is out of town!! Wouldn't it be neat if our graduation pictures were next to our names on these. A suggestion - keep your Class Album next to your computer so you can look up classmates. We post menopause men and women have short term memory loss. Yes, men have it too!! Interesting that men secrete more estrogen than women after 50. Just thought I'd throw in a new topic other than what happened in Richland back then. I've lived in California since 1973... and California is kind of like a country unto itself; more progressive in its thinking, yet less conservative then I would like to see. Love to chat with anyone on anything. My new daughter-in-law has the job responsible for arranging interface between Silicon Valley and the President's fund-raising events - Hillary and Bill are visiting here tomorrow and she can't get anyone interested in attending. Or subjects like - the median priced home here is now $380,000 just for a 3 bedroom 1,400 home. Or does anyone like golf? My company just built Cinnabar Hills Golf Course, San Juan Oaks Golf Course, and about to build more. I have two kids getting married in October - two weddings the same month!!! There, lots of topics to talk on. Have a great Day! -Diane Grunwald Greer (63) =============================== >>From: Earl Bennett (63) Red dot in the margerine bag - an early lesson in taking turns with sisters one and two years younger, but the memory is from South Dakota before we moved to Richland in 1951. Not sure why we wanted the privilege so badly - maybe the same tactile pleasure that makes playing in the mud inevitable for nearly all children. Maybe Richland too, but not in conscious memory. Also, South Dakota was cold enough that the delivered milk bottles would have a bit of frozen cream at the top by the time we brought it in - also had to take turns with this treat. Celebreties - Bonnie Guitar used to have regular gigs, I think, but that was after I had moved back East. I loved her voice. One of my uncles, I'm told, used to try to sing with her, though probably not invited. Bless you, Maren, I see you even take time to do minor editing for understandability. Are you permanently joined to your keyboard? Hope to see a few of you next week as I visit Mom. -ecb3 =============================== >>From: Ron Richards (63) Gary: You (and I know your wife, too) and Maren are doing a great job with the Almuni Sandstorm. How much time do you spend at this? Would you care for some help in at least defraying expenses? I pay more for the Denver Post and the Peninsula (Port Angeles) Daily News for less enjoyment. I've been waiting for more recollections from the outdoor sportsman element (not necessarily the Columbia River submarine race watchers, Kenny W.). One of the best things about Richland from my perspective (among several best things) was the hunting and fishing available at your back door. And finally, a true sportsman writes. Mike Franco's comments brought back great memories of years of carp hunting along the Columbia River. But Mike, if you graduated in '70, you missed the truly great years. I probably did too, even graduating in '63. But it was still fun. Tough competition though, trying to keep up with guys like Kirk Galbrith. He had the quickest, sharpest, three-pronged spear in the west! And the carp were dangerous! One day I was charged by at least a twenty pounder. As it streaked between my legs in a foot or so of brown, muddy, flood water, in a desparate effort to defend myself, I drove my slow, dull, three-pronged spear toward the critter. Unfortunately for me, but fortunately for the carp, my spear became embedded in my calf muscle rather than in the carp. There were less dangerous means of getting carp. At the old ferry landing north of where the water pumping station now exists the boom logs trapped a foamy, frothy collection of bugs and muck on the surface of the water. The carp would come up to this foam, sort of swim upside down for awhile just below the surface of the water, and suck this succulent mass of protein into their massive mouths. It took an extremely talented sportsman to aim a bare hook directly into the carp's mouth as it was feeding away. Perhpas the most fun was wrestling the beasts out of the old reservoir just west of where the water pumping station now exists. Probably best known for the largemouth bass that the Richland Rod & Gun Club raised there (and which we would catch when the police weren't looking), this reservoir also harbored really huge carp. Occasionally it would be drained to the point where there was only a foot or two of water, together with a foot or two of mud, remaining in the reservoir. When that happened, we would wallow around in the filth until we located a carp partially entombed in the mud. We would then try to grab it by the gills, pick it up, and throw it out onto the ground. Sometimes we were successful, sometimes the carp were successful. One carp in particular, conservatively estimated at sixty pounds, was especially successful. It always ended up flipping us on our backs into the grime. Well, Mike, I'll bet most of our alumni friends didn't really understand what a large part carp played in the upbringing of those of us who lived along the rivers (you know the Yakima had great carp hunting and fishing, too). I'll also bet they are getting really bored with this. So I won't go into the many related stories, including stories on how carp were really good to eat if you just cut out the red meat; how carp constantly ended up on the roof of Walt Kirkpatrick's garage; and how a sucker ended up in Calvin Gentle's desk and went undetected for several days (some of which stories I of course only know second hand and some of which I am sure we are no longer too proud). One of these days I would like to hear some salmon and steelhead tales. The Columbia and the Snake were the best in the world for salmon and steelhead fishing and it went very much unappreciated. The damming of the rivers, clearcutting, grazing, and irrigation, all practiced very irresponsibly, have ruined the fish runs and have made the rivers not quite what they were. I did not include overfising as a cause of the ruination of the fish runs. Overfishing is not a cause. Overfishing is (maybe now, was) the BPA's, the Forest Service's, and the logger's excuse (everybody is learning). The run in the worst condition, the Snake River sockeye, was and is not fished at all. The run in the best condition, the Hanford Reach chinook, was and is fished the most. And to think how wonderful we were told the dams would be. Does anyone remember JFK dedicating Ice Harbor Dam? Because of the crowds attending that, it took Carolyn Roe and me at least four hours to get back from that dedication. Although not without its beneftis, as with so many other things, the system of dams would have been better (and still can be better) with a little more thought put into its construction and operation. It would help if Slade Gorton would stop hindering the efforts to restore the fish runs (both on the Elwha River and in the Columbia Basin) and start helping. Whew, was that a political statement? Anyway, think about it, eastern Washington can have all that which it now has, and it can have the fish runs back also. So thanks for the carp hunting stories, Mike. The river was great. We made the most of it every day (and night - tell us your stories, Kenny W.). And where are the waterfowl hunters? On Wednesdays (which along with weekends and holidays were "goose days") from October through January I was usually so sick I could not go to school. All I could do was barely crawl out of bed and drag myself (and the Hyatts) down to Columbia Park to shoot geese from behind a picnic table blind. It was just like a private hunting club. And where are the upland bird hunters? I know Rob Hills must remember the time when Joe Kaveckis parted his hair with a shotgun blast as a covey of chukars flew up one sunny March day as we were hunting rabbits (and if the opportunity presented itself, chukars) below Badger Mountain. Now for those true rabbit hunters who only shot rabbits from the hood of a car driving wildly through sagebrush late at night with a .22 rifle in one hand and a cool Miller's in the other hand (we knew that game, too), don't be too dismayed at the thought of hunting rabbits with a shotgun. How else could you hunt chukars in March? And speaking of chukar hunting, does anyone know where the best 610 square mile semi-private hunting club was located and what it was called. Dave Simpson knows. His Dad was responsible for patrolling it. Keep the good stories coming. Ron Richards (63) ================================= >>From: Max Nicholson (64) DON GANA (64) MENTIONED STRAWBERRY ISLAND THE OTHER DAY. WAS THIS A GOOD TIME FOR ALL WHO ATTENDED? GUESS SEVERAL WOULD GO WATER SKIING. ================================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Yes I remember when I was very young, the margarine in a bag with the red dot to turn it yellow. And sometime in grade school sugar watering my petticoat. I always wanted a hoop skirt too. Or did I get one? And eating pieces of fizzies, bubbling my whole mouth up, in Sunday school. Mrs. Myrtle Myers had her hands full with us Junior girls. And noticing a big blister on the bottom of my foot from walking across Van Giesen barefoot in the Summer. And walking to the Lutheran Church from Jason Lee to Brownies which I never did really like much, and didn't stay in very long. We made brownies and aprons. Huh... And that funny feeling when you went up to the Jason Lee playground to play -- in the Summer. Also picked cherries from the trees on the school grounds. And walking ALL THE WAY TO WESTGATE grocery from McPherson. And swinging in the Navy hammock in my backyard and singing at the top of my lungs, totally oblivious, until my neighbor Mr. Bryson made a comment to me, something like "you sure do like to sing". I was so embarrassed. And in Jr.Hi, stopping at Marion Perkins' house on the way home from Chief Jo and staying til dark and my Mom would finally call to say come home. And walking to the swimming pool, getting halfway there and realizing Skippy my dog was with me. If I didn't take him home he would end up going in and jumping in the pool. Yeah, I used to go to the Spudnut Shop as a kid, now my Dad is one of the geezers who goes there in the morning. Or at least was for a while. Funny..... -Patty ================================ >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) TO: Earl Bennett (63) My name might be familier because you were in the same class as my brother Rick DeGraw (63). As for the Flumes, on one occasion a bunch of us went out and were having a great time. Chris Boulange was getting up on the wall and diving in! That had to be a 30' dive at least. Charlie Burke (66) went down and off the end. As he was going down he had his arms straight out to balance himself. When he hit the water he dislocated his shoulder. It was sticking out pretty far and looked pretty bad. We jumped in the car and headed into town and as we were going it popped back into place. -Bob DeGraw (66) ============================ >>From: Erin Owens Hyer (66) Greetings from Erin Owens Hyer '66 Al Parker mentioned Mr. Oldberg and Thrifty Drug. So I have to jump in. My dad was the manager of Pennywise Drug which was part of the Thrifty chain. He worked for Mr. Oldberg from about 1947 until 1968 or so. Mr. Oldberg was from Bremerton and at one time owned 40+ stores. There were several in the Tri- Cities. Richland had Uptown Thrifty, Downtown Thrifty and Pennywise. Downtown burned, as mentioned. Pennywise also had a fire when I was grade school age. The roof was heavily damaged. I will never forget that smell. Spent lots of hours there during the following "fire sale". Pennywise had a coal furnace. It always fascinated me to go with dad when he stoked the furnace. There was also a barber shop and beauty shop attached to the store. And of course, the fountain. I practically grew up in that store. Dad used to go on buying trips for Christmas and bring me the latest in stuffed animals. My collection has only just recently been passed on. Dad left Thrifty when he bought Prescription Pharmacy on Swift. He and "Old Man" Oldberg always remained friends, but he was not easy to work for. My dad was great to work for. I worked summers during college with him at the Pharmacy. He was a great teacher. When dad first became ill, Richard Kuck bought the Pharmacy from him. Richard had apprenticed with dad at Pennywise when he was first out of college. He now owns the Pharmacy which has moved into the new Corrado Building. Mr. Olberg has passed away, as has my dad. Uptown Thrifty dried up, too. Clyde Phelps helped close it down. He had been a drug salesman years ago and helped Mr. Oldberg alot. Clyde died following a car accident he was involved in with my mother. I guess I rambling too much. Didn't mean to get so personal. That is what I know of Mr. Oldgerg and Thrifty Drug. -Erin Owens Hyer (66) =================================== [Erin -- I had all but forgotten than 'fire sale' at Pennywise.... the memory popped right back, though! THANKS!! --Maren] ================================== >>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato (67) I've really enjoy getting the Sandstorm!!! Brings back so many memories. I don't live in Richland anymore.. havn't since I left high school. But come to visit 2 or 3 times a year... I still have alot of family there. Havn't ever been to any of the reunions... bad timing. We live in Southern Calif. now for 13 years my husband is still in the military but will retire in Feb. with 30 years. I've enjoyed this life we've been many places but have settled for many years. I wonder how many people read the Sandstorm??? Of course we all remember ZIPs and I use to like to go to Artic Circle, Spudnut Shop, Densow Drugs, horseback riding, I always tell my kids how far I use to walk to school (no back packs then) now they can't walk two blocks!!!! Hello to everyone. -Penny McAllister D'Abato (67) =============================== [Penny--Have currently lost track of how many Bombers get the Sandstorm... ALMOST more new ones every day than I can keep track of -- A BUNCH, though... -- Maren] ============================== >>From: Mike Figg (70) Al Parker talked about the soda fountain in Uptown that must have been Rexall Drugs. He mentions going left from the Spudnut Shop and around the corner. If one was coming out of the Spudnut Shop then it would be to the RIGHT! If one was facing the Spudnut Shop then there would be no choice but to go into the Spudnut Shop. Depak Chopra would probably say there is no right or left when Spudnuts are straight ahead. You don't even want to know what Freud would say about going right or left when Spudnuts are straight ahead. A few people have mentioned Garmo's. Where was this? When I asked my mother about the Campbell's/Mayfair/Lucky question at the corner of MacMurray and GWW she mentioned that she thought it was originally Garmo's. And what about the market next to the Rexall in Uptown. I have very faint memories about it. I remember it being a market but more of a inner city type than the usual Campbell's or Safeway of the day. I remember well the cesspools and back water that Mike Franco mentioned. I think even before the Kiels and Mathias had a joint dock there was backwater inlet like this in about the same place. Surrounded by weeds and not more than about 1 or 1.5 feet deep. Lots of frogs, carp and an occaisonal dead salmon. -Mike Figg (70) ===================================== >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) Re: Irene Goodnight I too, had Mrs. Lester, but for 6th grade. I remember the story she told, about how her husband was a war hero. He was onboard a ship, when Pearl Harbor was hit. As I recall, he was below somewhere, the ship was sinking, and he helped other men get out and he didn't make it out himself. Does anyone remember if this is the correct story? (One of my kids had her daughter as a teacher a few years ago, at Col-Hi.) As for Mr. Clarkson, I never "saw" a spanking machine, but it stirs a memory. Susy Rathjen Whitney '71 ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/26/98 9 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) I was one of the first employees at the Spudnut Shop. I loved working there! Never really cared for the Spudnuts, but loved to make up Brown Derbys. My treat was a small hot fudge sundae at the end of my shift. Good thing I didn't work there too long because I would have become a blimp! Someone mentioned the old Riding Academy. Do I ever remember that place. We'd go out whenever we had some money. I never learned how to ride and always seemed to get the slowest nag.... that is until we turned around and headed for the barn. I was thrown more than once!! Does anyone remember Mr. Juricich? He taught driving. His favorite trick was to take us down behind the big hotel on the river. As we would start up the grade to George Washington Way, he'd stall the car! Scared the heck out of me at the time, but the training proved very helpful later. He also had a "thing" about girls and their lack of knowledge about football. So he made that part of his class, teaching us all the positions, their duties, etc. At the time I thought of this as so boring, but it really helped since I am married to a football fanatic! Joan Eckert Sullens (51) ============================= >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) Another memory that came to mind was the bombing range. Gerald Hostetler (51) and I use to ride up Bombing Range Hill to look for unexploted bombs. We found a lot of five pounders. They were smoke bombes. We then looked for agates and found millions of them. As a matter of fact I still have some of them. I can remember sitting on top of our prefab at 325 Rossell Ave and watching the Navy dive bombers practice bombing. I remember another incident that happened before the war was over. Japan was sending big balloons that carried bombs that use the air currents to get where they were going which could be anywhere. There was a balloon adrift over Hanford and I saw Navy fighters shoot it down. They thought it could be one of these bombs. It turned out to be a weather balloon that went astray. I'll never forget that. One not so good memory. As Gerald and I were returning home after a bike ride to the bombing range, we were going down bombing range hill hell bent for leather when Gerald hit a chuck hole (it was a dirt road then) bent the hell out of his frame and skinned him pretty bad. We had to carry the bike all the way back to Richland. Gerald recovered and now is a retired United Airlines pilot living somewhere in Texas, I think San Antonio. The good ole days. -Ralph Myrick (51) =================================== >>From: Dick Wight (52) Re: "Nurse Wight murder Kay Mitchell Coates ('52) called and then sent me a bunch of stuff on the "Nurse White" murder in '60. Her real name was Edna Burke Wight. She was my stepmother, married to my father in '46 about the time she was released from the Army as a WW II nurse. We lived in Ellensburg and moved to Richland in '48. Dad was a captain on the Richland fire department, later asst. chief and then chief until he retired in '71 or so. He died at Kadlec Hospital in '78 from complications of an infection following surgery. Edna was the victim of a woman who apparently thought she was entering the home of a psychiatrist name Dr. Such who lived across the street. She apparently went into some sort of rage and killed my stepmother with a knife (never found) and by strangulation. She was never a suspect (as best I know) until she described the murder during therapy in the mid '70's in California, where (I'm told) she was permanently institutionalized. The Richland police told dad, and he agreed that extradiciton and trying her was a waste. The father of Rod Linkous ('53) was lead investigator on the case and died in the early '60's wthout being able to solve it, though he tried mightily. He was my father's friend through it all, which speaks to the senseless rumors that my father was a suspect or involved in any way. Edna and my father are buried side-by-side in the small cemetary just SW of the "uptown" district. Can't remember the street name, but my most recent visit to the grave site was about 2 weeks ago. There are much more pleasant memories of my Col High years than this one, and I'd hope it slips away from the Sandstorm web site. It was sensational, shocking etc..... but even worse for those of us in the family. Dad and I loved "Eddie". She was a good person, a great surgical nurse at Kadlec, and a senseless victim of a meaningless crime. One speculator mentioned the theory the killer went to Eddie for drugs. Rediculous. Strong coffee was too much for her!! Anyhow, I'll share more pleasant memories in the future. -Richard "Dick" Wight '52 ================================== >>From: Denis Sullivan (62) I don't remember all the call letters for the radio station, but I think the rival station (KALE?) to KORD used to advertise itself as: "The station that doesn't run down at sundown". I think KORD's license only allowed it to be on the air during daylight hours. One of those stations was the first to broadcast in that new thing called STEREO. You had to have two radios --separated from each other with you in the middle for maximum effect -- each tuned to a separate frequency, probably one AM, the other FM. Between the two of them you got STEREO. Remember how exaggerated the stereo effect was in those days? -Denis Sullivan (62) ===================================== [Dennis--I remember thinking "Is this IT?" --Maren] =================================== >>From: Cappy Haines (63) (cecil haines) never heard response! Do you remember the Columbia River Park MTA (midnight timing association) Does it still function? Cap 63 ================================= >>From: Don Winston (63) I wondered when someone would start on the deal with squishing the red dye into the otherwise white margarine. I can remember it being a big family event (was our family just entertainment-deprived?) with myself and my three older sisters. The story I was later told by my parents was that the "real butter" lobby had successfully introduced a law that margarine could not be sold colored to look like butter -- as if anyone would really mistake one for the other after tasting margarine. Remember, this was before Fabio. Anyway, the deal was that if you bought margarine, it had to be that sick white color, with the color introduced by the customer crushing the red dot of color and kneading the color throughout the bag to make the stuff yellow. I can remember not talking about this publicly, as I was under the impression that people like us who used margarine were somehow 2nd class citizens to those who used real butter. Life was so weird back then --and maybe now too. Thanks, Don Winston, Class of '63 ====================================== >>From: Ron Richards (63) Re: Cyprinus carpio TO: Richard Twedt (64) Richard: Thanks for the note, it's good to hear from you. Yes, I just had to look up the scientific name for carp. With the "edu" tag on your e-mail address I thought you would appreciate it. I assume you are at Cheney. A nice place to be. My sister got a degree there - I think in urban planning. What is your job there? It's amazing we all survived the carp wars. BB guns were probably as bad as spears. I just have to look at the scar on my right thumb to remember that. Somehow, someway, hunting the elusive robbin (or maybe the wily sparrow) one day the trigger of my BB gun gashed the bottom of my right thumb and pinned it between the trigger and the lever or some other part of the gun in that area. It must have taken five minutes to free my thumb from that position - all the time while it was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, I was only a few houses from home. I'm not sure I would have made it if I had as far as you did to run. When I impaled my leg with the spear, it really didn't even bleed. I think I just grabbed a willow leaf and applied it as a bandage and kept on carp hunting (these days they probably would have operated and given me rabies and tetanus shots). I can certainly understand your friends being so engrossed in carp hunting that they ignored your injury. Do you remember their names? You know, these days we both would have had good class action suits against Daisy, and whoever made those three pronged spears, for defective and/or inherently dangerous products. Probably the carp, the robbins, and the sparrows would have too, but maybe just for inherently dangerous products. I'm not sure that would have helped us a lot, other than financially, but it might have helped the carp, the robbins, and the sparrows. All I remember about hunting carp across from the riding academey is that by the time I got the news on how good it was all the action was over. Sort of like my first couple of years commercial salmon fishing in Alaska. Most of our carp hunting on the Yakima was at its mouth - a long, hot, bike ride from home but usually worth it once we got there. On the other hand, I did a lot of carp fishing (not always by design, usually because I could not catch any bass) on the Yakima underneath the West Richland Bridge. That's where I picked up the hot tip on carp being good to eat if you cut out the red meat. It came from an old friend from Pasco who was always there casting doughballs for carp. I think he threw away everything else that he caught. We actually tried to do that one time - cut out the red meat and try eating the carp that is. By the time we had butchered the poor thing beyond recognition there wasn't much left, certainly no red meat. But it wasn't one of those things that really made your mouth water so we tossed it up on Walt Kirkpatrick's roof (or somebody did) and left it at that. I do have some riding academy hunting memories - just not carp hunting memories. More like being hunted by a stable guy for hunting on the stable's pasture. But also for hunting gophers with pellet guns there - I think that was the best place around. Did you try that? I think maybe once I tried hunting some wasps there after my sister's head collided with a hive one day as she was riding her horse through the grove of trees at the end of the long path just before you went up the hill towards the Indian graves. Not a nice picture, I think she ended up in the hospital for a week with about a hundred stings. It was nice hearing from you. Since I'm not retired yet, and hopefully never will be, I best get back to work. -Ron Richards (63) ==================================== >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Forgot what little league it was.... American? Fred Van Wyck was the coach of the Desert Inn team. How many years did you put up with those kids? His own son Jimmy Van Wyck(66) was probably the best pitcher I ever saw, at the LL level. Jim later played for the AAA Portland Mavs. It was about that time he met Kurt Russell(?), who got him into movie production. .... Denny Smith (63) was perhaps the 'most scary' fellow to bat against. (FAST!) I do remember Cris Fletcher(65) pitching against Lamont Warden (65)... now, there was a mismatch. Cris was 6' 2" at age 12 and Lamont.... well, considerably shorter. Mike Botu (65) probably hit more home runs than most any little leaguer at the time and Don Parsons (64) hit the longest ball I ever saw. ..... speaking of Donny Parsons (64), he never played high school basketball but while at CBC, B high school star, Byron Beck (10 years or so with the Denver team) helped him with his game and he played 2 great years of ball for CBC and 2 more over in Montana. ..... A most greatful thanks to Raymond Stein (64) who epitomized 'Bomber Basketball'. Ray, it was a joy for us to watch you outjump Ted Weirman. 5' 10" or so going against 6' 10"..... you brought us 'Bomber Mania' for 3 years in the 60s. Thank You! ..... moving a different direction..... 'carping' was brought to it's heights right behind the boat houses of the Behymers', Charettes, Roaches', Donnells' & Buchanans'. 'The Swamp', or so it became after the river receded in the spring, spawned thousands of those fish. We used to dig a trench to drain the area and catch the minnows. Took a few home to the fish bowl but Mom spotted after a week or so..... ..... anyone remember Mark Browne (64-deceased) who was forever spinning the ring on his finger? Mark played a lot of 'jack & jill' football during our junior and senior years. (;-) -Gary Behymer (64) ==================================== >>From: Matt Crowley (75) I've been reading your online "Sandstorm" for about a week now, thoughtfully forwarded to me by a friend in Richland. It's great! Growing up in Richland was a unique experience that I wouldn't trade for anything. So far I haven't seen anyone mention two old stores that used to be so well-known at Uptown: The Elite Shop and Hughes. I remember my mom had an account at the latter, and whenever she shopped there she'd just tell the sales lady to put it on her account: no exchange of money or credit card ever took place. No one does business like that anymore! I went to kindergarten at Jason Lee (in the afternoon, Mrs. Horning was the teacher), but like hundreds and hundreds of future Bombers I went to Christ the King School from first through eighth grades. Hey, former CK 59's, how many of you are still out there?! ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm Rhetoric - 9/26/98 12 Bombers responded to Rhetoric *********************************** Bomber apologies to all that this even got started. In the spirit of fairness, everyone needs a chance to put in their two cents worth, so have at it. After the issue on the 29th those of you who would rather see political rhetoric than Bomber Memories will have to express themselves some place else. SPUDNUTS FOREVER!!! Having said that, the following are the ADDITIONS and the responses to them: ****************************************************** ADDITION #1 intended for the 9/24/98 Alumni Sandstorm ============== >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) Speaking of mushroom clouds, bombs, and bombers (land as an early Richland resident (1944), a 'Col High' graduate, 'Col High' former teacher, and now loyal Hanford employee): Despite how noble our contribution to peace may have been, I would be pleased to see these symbols of death and destruction disassociated from the schools in which we educate our children. Anyone out there share my view? Irene de la Bretonne Hays ***************************************************** >>From: Dick Wight (52) I disagree entirely. History is history. No need to change it, but best to understand it for what is was then, not what it seems now. It was part of my heritage as well. It's akin to trying to change any ethnic references in team names (Indians, Chiefs) or mascot names (Cougars, "Hogs") as being demeaning to the source of the names. The worst example I ever encountered was the traditional mascot name at the community college in Port Angeles, where the name was "Pirate Pete" and depicted a one-legged pirate with a wooden peg leg and an eye patch. Some over-zealous person(s) decided that was demeaning to handicapped people. I rather thought it was inspirational. The detractor lost hands down after wasting valuable energy on a cause of no consequence. Press on if you wish, but I suggest that the problems of the future are much more urgent than the symbols of our high school years 40-50 years ago. Respectfully, Richard Wight '52 ================================== >>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62) Few do. NOT ME>!!! =================================== >>From: Ron Richards (63) TO: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61): There certainly are some people out there who share your views. One of them has been too busy writing carp hunting stories (one of which included a subliminal plea for help in restoring the salmon runs) to take on anything else. And maybe we were afraid if we uttered a contrarian view we would be nuked. Seriously, though, it is one thing to be proud of our parents assisting in ending WW II. It is another thing, however, to portray the bomb to our kids as a device for which one should have a warm, fuzzy, feeling. I think the bomb logo or mascot (I hope now "former logo or mascot") has a tendency to do that. And that is not good. It was also one thing to drop the bomb when nobody else had one. It is also now another thing to drop the bomb when everybody else has them. It would certainly lead to mutually assured destruction. That is the official reason for now having the bombs. Anyway, I think it is now time to dwell more on a secure future and what good things can lie ahead, rather to dwell on an unfortunate time in the past when we had to drop the bomb to end an unfortunate war. Having a new logo or mascot would be a small step in the right direction. You should be congratulated for asserting your opinion. All this from one who directly manufactured hyhydrogen bomb pods at Rocky Flats, Colorado, for a couple of years. It was interesting work and a great way for a chemical engineer to apply his training -you could work with plutonium as a liquid, a gas, or a solid, and also in solution. But there are really better ways to apply our resources. Ron Richards ('63) ================================== >>From: Patty Stordahl Actually to Irene regarding death & destruction. If Pearl Harbor wouldn't have happened, Hiroshima wouldn't have happened. Read through some of the vet's attitudes and what really saved their lives was the bombing. It is a piece of history I am proud of and the war would have gone on forever and killed way many more of innocent lives without it. I, for one, am very proud of this life saving image. I chose to look at it from a positive light. I feel that the TV is much more destructive and we put it in our very home and surround our furniture to focus on that one particular piece of furniture. I personally have purchased one TV in my life and gave it away. That to me is much more draining and destructive to our minds and youth than a school symbol. I am sorry that you look at the device which ended the war as bad. I for one am proud to be a BOMBER. and, yes, I still glow at night from the uranium and plutonium found in the Columbia drinking water. That may account for my sense of loyalty. -Patty Stordahl ================================= >>From: Rick Maddy (67) Re: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) <> No It depends on your perception. They are also symbols of a noble contribution to peace - ours. If we need to get rid of something associated with violence and the possible destruction of someone's life that lurks in American high school's, let's start with football and not their mascot, or symbols. Rick Maddy (67) ================================= >>From: Dan Henry (68) I'm sorry, Irene, but people take everything too literally any more. Shall we make the Pasco Bulldogs change their name because a few dog bites have occurred or The Lions because lions may kill to eat? I'm proud to be a bomber alumni and a change is not necessary. Lighten up people. The violence found in the kids today has nothing to do with whether their school symbol is a bomb or an indian or a lion or a dog. It has to do with the values we instill in them. I remember a lot of times when Pasco dropped the bomb on us and they didn't need the name to do it. I myself can't believe that it's now Richland High, I thought Columbia High was just fine. Sometimes change is good and sometimes it is just unnecessary. Dan Henry =================================== >>From: William Porter (68) Irene, lets remove any reference to war from the curriculum. We shouldn't be teaching about death and destruction. Its just a name and a lot more ominous and scary than Lions and Tigers. Now, I might vote for a name like the Toxic Waste Dumps, wouldn't that be appropriate, or The Mostly White Kids instead of a name like Redskins. Actually the more opposition by adults to the name usually breeds more allegiance to it by the students. All us grads will always be Bombers. If the present classes want to make a change, that's fine. I see no reason for any 'adult' to impose a name on the present class. Let it be their choice. I kinda wish they'd change the school song to Randy Newman's "Political Science".... "Boom goes London, Boom Paree, more room for you and more room for me, they all hate us anyhow, so lets drop the big one now". It would be a lot more fun to sing than the dirge we have now. I always admired the class of 66 for picking "We Gotta Get Out of This Place" as their class song. -William L. Porter (68) "The right to suffer is one of the joys of a free economy" -Howard Pyle, aide to Pres. Eisenhower ****************************************************** ADDITION #2 intended for the 9/24/98 Alumni Sandstorm =================== >>From: Marc Franco (66) Mr. Barger- this is not a political forum, and I don't want to turn it into one. But I cannot allow you to say something that is flatly untrue. The American citizens of Japanese ancestry were NOT given a chance to "prove" their loyalty; they were NOT give a chance to sign papers of some sort; all American citizens of Japanese descent were carted off to concentration camps- period. They were given no choice of any kind- I don't know where you got such an idea. After the illegal incarceration of loyal citizens (there is no record of any sabotage of any type during the entire war of any of these citizens) many of them lost all their belongings and possessions upon their return home. This was NOT a proud moment of our history. The people incarcerated in the camps were NOT loyal citizens of the Emperor- they were Americans. PS- I am not Japanese. Marc Franco (70) ****************************************************** >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) I have been reading the messages with a political overtone with great interest. My children and I have discussed the dropping of the bombs on Japan many times and we are on two different sides. While I am not in favor of using such weapons of mass destruction, I don't believe that we, the children and grandchildren of the people involved with the decision to use the bombs have the right to second guess them. They were doing what they thought was right and appropriate at the time. Remember that "hindsight is 20/20", according to that ancient sage. I hope that we and our children have learned a great lesson from that war and that we will never put our world in that kind of jeopardy again. Regarding the interment of the Japanese -- I think that is a shameful part of our country's history. My son said the other day that they have not studied that subject yet (he is a junior). My great grandfather was a young German immigrant in the midwest at the beginning of the war. It was not easy for him, but because he didn't look different, there was a difference. My mother has talked about going to high school in Seattle during the war. All the military age young men were going off to the war and the Japanese students (there were quite a few in her high school) were sent away. It was a time that I hope we never have to repeat. We should remember with sadness and learn. Another old sage said "Those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it." I hope we have learned. I lost my dad two and a half years ago to liver failure. He didn't drink or do anything else that would cause the disease. Maybe he got it here, maybe not. He worked at Hanford during the war and as a mechanic and millwright after. He never blamed his employers for his illness to any of us. He trusted that they were doing all they knew how to keep everyone safe. We have learned a lot about nuclear safety in the last 50 years. Working at Hanford provided us with a wonderful life, a great home town and lots of good friends. I prefer to look ahead not to dwell on the past. Maybe I am too much of an optimist for some people. But it works for me. Now one more thing before I get off my soapbox. The mushroom cloud and the bomb -- maybe it is not politically correct to have a weapon of mass destruction as a logo. Is it anymore politically correct to be "devil worshipers" as is the case with Walla Walla. Oh, maybe it isn't the same. What about the "fighting Irish" of Notre Dame? That could be judged an ethnic slur. Lets not sweat the small stuff. Thanks for letting my get some things off my mind, Gary and Maren. I get tired of gloom and doom, especially on a cloudy, rainy day, like today is here. -Mina Jo Gerry Payton (68) ================================= >>From: David Clark (56) Just a quick note that, while I don't want to add fuel to the smoldering fire, I agree with Marc Franco. I personally knew a young man at Wash State University, Harry Yamamoto from Moses Lake, whose family had been incarcerated without opportunity to declare their loyalty. They were farmers and lost all that they had. Harry won the state wrestling championship for the 105 lb class, before coming to WSU and wrestled for WSU. He went on to graduate and now owns a farm in Washtuncna. A more loyal family you couldn't ask for. Thanks Marc for speaking out on this. -David Clark (56) =================================== >>From: Richard Anderson (60) Maren -- my first contribution to Alumni Sandstorm. I am sorry that it has to be in response to such an idiotic post. RE: Internment of Japanese-Americans Mr. Marvin Barger -- Bob Dylan wrote in 1963: "... But I'll know my song well before I start singin',..." You, sir, have failed to heed this admonition. Your comment is an egregious insult. -Richard Anderson (60) ==================================== >>From: Judy Shaw (65) Maren, if you choose to not include this in the Sandstorm I will understand. I do not want to turn what has been pure enjoyment (the reading of all of our collective memories of growing up in Richland) into anything close to a political platform. I tried to let it go but I found I just had to respond to Mr. Barger's apparent attempt to justify the detention of Japanese in camps during WWII. The detentions were in no way a choice between signing loyalty oaths or going to a camp. History books make no mention of loyalty oaths as a way to avoid detention. The Japanese, immigrant and native born alike, were forced to sell their property and possessions, often at a fraction of the worth and relocate to camps. The detention of the Japanese was racism in its most blatant form and according to my college history text motivated purely by fear and greed. The US Government has since apologized and made token payments to the survivors of the detention camps. I would ask Mr. Barger to consider this question: Why were there no detentions of immigrant or native born Germans or Italians? Thanks for a great job Maren and Gary. Judy Shaw (65) PS: My father was also a WWII veteran, and he and my uncle each spent 37 years working at Hanford and I am about as much WASP as a person can be, but I still recognize racism when I see it. -Judy Shaw (65) ========================================= ========================================= NO MORE Rhetoric in the Alumni Sandstorm! ========================================= ========================================= ***************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/27/98 13 Bombers wrote today ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) To Don Winston: Yes, squishing the red stuff in the white margarine was a big deal. It was in fact, pretty "uptown". Until someone came up with the idea of putting it all in one bag, we had yellow "powdery" stuff that we sprinkled on the white margarine and mixed it with a spoon or fork. Thought the bag that you squished was great!!. And it WAS cheaper than butter. Sometimes you can't be too choosy. Now I opt for margarine because of the cholesterol! To Dick Wight: I'm glad to hear the real story about your step- mother's murder. Over the years there have been so many rumors. Now we have the real story from the one person who would know the truth. To Matt Crowley Yes, I remember the Elite Shop and Hughes. In fact, my sister Rosemary Johnson Eden (48) worked there after she was married and was raising her children. But when we moved here in 1944, there was no "Uptown" District. That was built after we moved here, but can't remember the year. Betty (Johnson) Bennett (46) ================================== >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) TO: Joan Eckert (51) Hi, Joan. Don't know if you remember me or not, Ralph Myrick. I often wondered what happened to you. Didn't you pal around with Jimmy Earp (51) while in school or Herb Borg (51). Can't remember. Gerald Hostetler (51) was in town they other day and asked about you. Wow! It has been a long time. -Ralph Myrick (51) ==================================== >>From: Tony Tellier (57) TO: Denis Sullivan (62) RE: I don't remember all the call letters for the radio station, but I think the rival station (KALE?) And don't forget Lloyd Amon and the Kale Korral C&W show .... And don't let anyone cap on you about carp hunting ... as if this should be a CNN Forum rather than a Big R site. -Tony Tellier (57) =============================== >>From: Wife of Richard Bronson (59) I don't know if any of you remember Richard, class of 59, but I've been married to him for 32 years, and FINALLY am learning something about the place he grew up. My own knowledge of Richland is highly prejudicial, having only visited twice when it was over 100 degrees. He never shared much of his childhood with me, and I sometimes wondered if he was born 18 years old, which is when I first met him. Anyway, thanks for the memories... Richard has been glued to the Sandstorm since he discovered it on the Internet. He doesn't have a separate address, but you can send him mail at mine. He's not good at answering letters, but I will nag him for you. I don't know if the rest of you Richland guys are as terrific as he is, but I have to admit that I suspect it might have been something in the air or water, because my friends who married Colorado guys didn't get nearly as good a man as I did!!! -Wife of Richard Bronson (59) ================================== >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) To Dick Wight: I am not speaking merely of the "symbols of our high school years 40-50 years ago." Read carefully what I wrote that triggered this interesting conversation. A plethora of research exists linking symbols (in this case, symbols of death and destruction) to child development. The outcry from "Bombers" resulting from my simple comment regarding the sacred symbols is an interesting indicator of that link. We are not "right" or "wrong" for having been raised this way; but it is interesting to note what it has done to us, don't you think? Thanks to Ron Richards for his thoughtful, intelligent comments. And since you asked, Ron, "juno" is simply a personal email I use when I don't want to use the email addresses associated with my profession. I live in Seattle (not Juno) and continue to work for one of the major Hanford contractors; just completed my Doctorate last year and may be relocating soon, still with a major Hanford contractor. I taught school for many years, six of them at Richland High School. Patty Stordahl: Your history lesson is fine but not to the point. Of course, I look to "the device which ended the war as bad." Most thinking people do, but also recognize it for what it was --the best we could think of at the time to preserve peace. Oh, and Patty S (again), you've made MY point with your comments about television -- same, same... whatever we ingest --intellectually, emotionally, physically -- affects us. Rick Maddy's suggestion we get rid of football, not the mascots is most interesting. Now who out there shares his view? Marc Frank and Judy Shaw: Thank you for setting the record straight on Japanese internment. While a teacher at Richland High School, I included this topic in my teaching; seems it may have been left out at an earlier time. And finally, all that is being said would make wonderful data for someone's research project or dissertation (too bad mine's done); we are truly a unique and interesting population. Irene de la Bretonne Hays ==================================== >>From: Ron Richards (63) Maren: Please reconsider your decision to exclude any political comments from the Alumni Sandstorm. You know, it all really started with Tony Sharp's comments on why he was so proud to be a Bomber. For awhile there were many follow-up comments, all sharing Tony's view. Then the commentary seemed to focus more directly on the desirability of the mushroom cloud logo, all with similar opinions. Evidently that was all fine. Although I had other reasons why I was proud to be a Bomber, I enjoyed reading the comments from Tony and the others. Now that some contrary views have appeared on the mushroom cloud issue, and also on the internment camp issue, why is it suddenly a problem? Is it because of the contrary views? I hope not. A healthy exchange of ideas is good. Let's look at some particulars from the exchanges on the nuke issue thus far. Dan Henry admonishes Irene de la Bretonne Hays to "Lighten Up." Maybe that's a good idea. But look at that one a bit closer. Maybe Irene has already lightened up. She wasn't afraid of asserting a contrary position in the first place. And she probably wasn't afraid of reading some scathing responses. In concurring with Irene, I suggested that it is time to dwell more on a secure future and what good things can lie ahead, rather than to dwell on the past. Although of opposite opinions on the underlying issue, Dick Wight and Mina Jo Gerry Payson agreed. Dick said the problems of the future are much more urgent than the symbols of our high school years 40-50 years ago (I'm not quite there yet but it's getting closer, faster). Mina Jo said that she prefers to look ahead and not to dwell on the past. Putting this all together, even where there is disagreement there can be some healthy agreement. It would be a good idea for everybody to lighten up and reap the benefits of considering others' ideas with an open, objective, and critical mind. It would also be a good idea to dwell on the future and not on the past. But let's don't ignore the past. Would it be wise to design a nuclear waste storage tank today without considering what we have learned from the manner in which such tanks were designed in the past? Would it be wise to build a Hanford Reach dam now without considering the effects of the Columbia River dams that already exist? Let's don't always be totally serious, but let's don't be afraid of being serious. I love the frivolity of most of what is printed in the Alumni Sandstone. My carp hunting stories should indicate that I can be as frivolous as any. But I also like to read the more serious comments, both those with which I agree and those with which I don't agree. Please don't censor any stories which relate to our Richland heritage. Sincerely, Ron Richards ('63) P.S. Maren: I know in the last two days I have passed my annual quota of submissions. If you will not relegate this submission to the also ran "Additions" edition, I promise not to write again for a year. P.S. Dick: I don't remember exactly, but weren't you on the Port Angeles City Council - or was it the Planning Commission? I was the District 2 Clallam County Commissioner for awhile and quite active in politics there. Jack Estes (the coach of the one- legged "Pirates" when they won the CC state basketball title) and I ran the two-thirds successful county commissioner recall effort. I believe that I and my friends, including Norma Turner, were not always on your side of the political issues. So I guess it's no surprise that we differ slightly on the mushroom cloud issue. Are you still in Port Angeles? Should we talk about the Elwha Dams issue? Should we talk about Dave Bruneau? Is there a Mike Doherty sign in your yard? Did you ever run into Dutch Haag in Port Angeles? Dutch appeared at several of our County Commissioner board meetings vehemently protesting a subdivision application. That was the first time I wasn't afraid of seeing him. P.S. Irene: I hope you have a thick skin. Does the "juno" in your e-mail address have anything to do with Juneau, Alaska? Having been a commercial salmon fisherman there for several years, and still being a permit owner, Alaska is near and dear to my heart. I'm counting the days until I buy another fishing boat. -Ron Richards (63) ================================== >>From: Kieth Hunter (63) these is a place of fun and good memories. I really don't care who started the war.. IT IS OVER! WE WON I'm glad you're shutting this down.. keith 63 THE BOMBERS ARE ALIVE!! =================================== >>From: Gary Behymer (64) After all of these years, I no longer subscribe to the Tri-City Herald. If you spot something of interest to the entire group and/or your specific class, please let us know. Most important would be obituaries of class members. Thanking you in advance for all of your help. -Gary Behymer (64) ==================================== >>From: Richard St. John (65) To: Don Wilson: You are correct concerning the legislation surrounding the "red dye" margarine. I remember my folks buying the stuff at the old Wild Bill grocery store (one block south of where the old Safeway used to be) back in the 50's. We'd take it home and take turns kneading the color into the margarine and then cutting a corner off the bag and squeezing it into a 4-section rubber mold to make four sticks of margarine. I'll bet those molds are in antique stores now. Now that I mentioned it, who else remembers the Wild Bill grocery? Concerning our bomb mascot: As a B-52 pilot for sixteen years, and having sat on alert with an airplane loaded with "nukes" for one week per month for all those 192 months, I think I have a rather different perspective on "how I learned to love the bomb" (with apologies to Dr. Strangelove). I thank God that I did not have do drop a live weapon in anger. The resultant death and destruction would have made Hitler, Stalin and Pol Pot look like choirboys, but to have the destructive power that they contained and our resolve to use it is what has kept our country free for the past 50 years. Am I sorry? No. Do I want to see the mascot and name changed? No. Am I proud of what the symbols stand for? Yes. These symbols that you and your ilk decry as warmongering rhetoric are what made Richland and the United States what we are today: the most prosperous nation the world has ever seen. I would not change my place as an American citizen and Bomber alumnus for any other place in the world. If you are taking an unofficial poll concerning changing the mascot or name, put me down as a firm LEAVE IT ALONE!!! Richard St. John, Captain, USAF Retired, and member of Richland BOMBER class of '65 ================================= >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Thank you Judy Shaw. And Hi. Patty de la Bretonne ================================== >>From: Rick Maddy (67) Thanks, Maren, for this message: <> OK, back to shooting, stabbing, stomping, poking, and bashing rat's, mice, carp, and jackrabbit's, the Wight/Tate murders, By's, Zips, DDT, UR239, and the rest of the Bomber story: I had an opportunity to play war ball in PE one day in my Sophomore year and on the opposing team was Jim Van Wyck (66) and Mike Fowler (67). And they used the little red rubber balls. That was fun. I took a shot on the right side of the face and looked like the Two- faced man from the Barnum and Bailey Circus for the rest of the day. Lucky I didn't detach a retina, huh? Mike Fowler went into the NY Yankee farms. Like Van Wyck, Mike too had a fast ball that you could hear the wind pass through the strings (there are those of us that knows this sound). One afternoon Mike's dad wanted me to put on the catcher's mitt and let Mike practice a bit on his pitching. Mike's dad played for the Cinn. Reds during the war years, I believe. So, I get on most of the gear; chest protector and mask. No cup. No batter. He could throw a knuckle ball that was impossible for me to catch. It was all over the place and then the bottom would fall out of it. Hey, I played left field. I needed more time to think about it. I don't remember catching one pitch. Mr. Fowler just slowly shook his head and never asked me to do anything baseballish again. Out there by the go cart tracks, and just north of them, certainly no more than a quarter mile from the track (insert fading recall here), there was a small earth room (for lack of better word) , or someone's root cellar/cold storage dug into the hillside (when I was 12 in 1961, this room was pretty big to me, but probably small in reality). Had to have been there a long while. This small place even had remnants of a rotted door around a rock frame hanging on it's front. No windows or side view. I stuck my head in the door once, but I never went inside of it because it was dark. I just knew there was a small city of rattler's in there - ha. I would pass this place going to the Yakima R. to fish. Does anyone recall what I am talking about, or what it was, or who built it? It always reminded me of a hermits residence, or at least what I visualized as such. ENOUGH ALREADY ..come to think of it, Rob Williams, you caught Mike Fowler's pitches for our Freshman year at Carmichael - Mr. Yonce was the coach. Just how wicked was that knuckle ball? -Rick Maddy (67) ==================================== >>From: David McAdie (79) Hi to All, I love reading this stuff. It brings back great memories, although many of you are MUCH older than me ;) First - since I only get until the 29th - I have to get in my rant on the political tone expressed lately. I was lucky enough to have Irene Hays as a teacher (Free-To-Be) and I have also worked with her in her "new" career - being a Hanford lemming myself. She taught us alot about being ourselves, expressing ourselves, thinking for ourselves. I have to say, that as a Bomber, I don't think the commotion over the Cloud or the Bomb is anything to get too worked up over. I like(d) them and was sorry to see them go - I'd still like to gat my hands on an old Cloud/R sticker for my car window ;). People tend to get too worked up over being politically-sensitive (I hate the term Politically-Correct) about issues such as these. Sure, war is not good, but unfortunately it happened - many, many times over the course of history. Our children should be taught about them (good and bad), just as they should be taught that the logo's, mascots, etc. are nothing more than that (logo's and mascots) - although they may be symbolic of a time long ago.......... I'm sure not too many lives are scarred because they went to a school that had a Mushroom Cloud as a logo. -------------- Now, back to those memories. I remember the Thrifty Drug very well. My folks brought us here from L.A. (a great place to be FROM) when my dad bought Sunland Camera in Uptown (they still own/work it - they will probably die there - and that's O.K). It is on the G.W. side of uptown and we used to go in through the back door to get to Thrifty. When the theater roof collapsed, I got the "dubious" honor of climbing a Richland Fire Department truck ladder and taking pictures of the damage. I remember the theater wall leaning on Thrifty. Oh, and somebody back there mentioned Beer Falls. You actually used to "swim" there ;) I thought it was only used for keggers..... How about cruisin in Richland. I think me and my friends were the last of that era. I had my old 67 GTO and we loved Payless parking lot. A few of RPD's finest actually use to visit with us (Cleavenger, Panther, before they decided to run us out. It kinda died in the early eighties...... You can live a little of that nostalgia at Stinky's (old Kennewick Ave. A&W) - takes one back to a better time......... Well, I'll continue reading and hopefully chime in from time to time. Y'all take care now.... Out. Dave McAdie ======================================= >>From: Gene Gower (82) I was raised in the Richland. I have never heard anyone that lived here or worked here say they were "proud" that ~30,000 Japanese were vaporized and untold thousands died either quickly or of various forms of cancer breaking out in their bodies. They were proud that their efforts helped put an end to a war. A war of aggression started by an unjust regime. We (America) did NOT start that war. The Japanese could have avoided the United States putting an end to that war. They could have remained at peace with us. As to the use of nuclear weapons to end the war? Would you rather have had our school mascot be the "Richland Blockade?" That would have ended the war too. Historians have estimated that the use of the atomic bomb save perhaps a million American lives and the Japanese society. Some historians have gone so far as to theorize that if America had been forced to blockade and invade the Japanese home islands it would have been no less than genocide. It would have made Hitler's fascists, killing six million Jewish people, look like the Vienna Boys' Choir. Did we violate decency and human rights? Perhaps. The Japanese military had far from a stellar reputation where it comes to human rights. We have read of "The Bataan Death March", and the atrocities in Korea where women were forced to be a "comfort to the morale of the Japanese troops." I am not saying that two wrongs make a right. What I am saying is that sometimes the only way to stop an "evil empire" is to shock them to their senses. Make them think -- "Gee, maybe we screwed up there and pissed them off." I guess what I'm trying to say is "spare me." I have enjoyed seeing the reminiscing of Bombers, but to insinuate that Hiroshima and Nagasaki were our fault makes me ill. It would have been nice if we didn't have to kill all those people to make the war end (look how well Neville Chamberlins' appeasement of Hitler went). I hope I don't live to see another war like that (wishful thinking probably)... But, when someone attacks you, you can't afford to be nice, you have to be mean. The meaner the better, and just pray that it's enough, or you WILL LOSE (we learned that since then in Korea and Viet Nam). If having a school named in honor of the effort put forth to winning a war, started by someone else, makes another despot think twice before attacking the United States. Good. Gene Gower ('82) p.s. Sorry Mrs. Miller (my soph Eng. teacher) ;-) ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/28/98 9 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Hi: Does anyone know the whereabouts of Pat Allen (47) and Bob McCormick? They were probably a year or two behind me in school. My husband and I stood up for them when they got married in the Prosser Court House (about 1947 or 1948). They later had a formal wedding. It would be great to get in touch with them again. Betty Johnson Bennett (46) ===================================== >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) To Ralph Myrick, 51: Of course I remember you! And I sure remember Jimmy Earp and Herb Borg. I went to our 40th class reunion and got to see Jim. He had just remarried and was living in New York. I've never heard a word about Herb. He was such a nice guy and I've always wondered where he went. Had to look up Gerald in the yearbook. The name was familiar, but I couldn't put a face to it. Does he live in Richland? George Richardson was another favorite guy of mine. Never heard where he wound up either. We were all at Marcus Whitman as I remember. That's where I first saw tennis being played. It looked like so much fun. The guy I married turned out to love the game so we've been playing for years. When we moved over to Van Giesen Street, we transferred to Sacajawea School. Remember the old quonset huts where we had our classes? They got pretty miserable toward the end of the school year! -Joan Eckert Sullens ==================================== >>From: Dan Noble (58) The '58 reunion was a huge success. Thanks to all the alumni that attended. Those who couldn't attend - you missed a lot of fun. Dan ========================================== >>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) TO: Irene de le Bretonne Hays: I like your comments re: war & peace, etc. I recognize your thinking: what do you think's in a name, mine being Irene also, and Irene meaning "peace" as a Greek name..... Just musing.... don't want to get too far off the track of Bomber memories. Did you live next door to Ehrigs on Canal Road? We were next door on the other side. I can be at peace with my fine upbringing and education as a Bomber in Richland, proud of my father's honest, hard work, AND see what I have learned over my lifetime, with that as part of the lesson. I don't doubt one bit that today's living history would bring different activities (I know humanity really has progressed some in the last 50 some years). So I really do enjoy finding we are still unique: I wonder if any other town is as connected through its alumni as Richland! Each new issue of the Sandstorm is still thrilling! Thanks again, Maren and Gary. Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59) ================================== >>From: Terry Christensen (61) Gary, Please pass this on to Irene. Irene, I really disagree with your opinion on removing the Bomb and Bomber and can only say I am glad you are no longer teaching school at Richland High School! Terry Christensen (Class of 61) =================================== >>From: Jerry Spears (64) Hi Gary... Read the part about longest home run you ever saw..... Chris Fletcher hit one off of me in little league that I'll never forget. I gave him a low fast ball - about 6 inches off home plate and he golfed it right over my head. By the time I turned around, it had cleared the scoreboard in center field and was half way up the flag pole!!!! I believe that it actually was in orbit before sputnik!!!!! tsk. tsk. You mentioned Ray Stein and his ability to jump..... How about Ray's ability to do everything on the basketball court. He was always at the right place at the right time. Unbelievably consistent. Did you know he was our leading rebounder also? You also mentioned Don Parsons... Don was the most improved basketball player over a short span of time I have ever played with or against. He was nearly unstopable after his first year of college play. He had tremendously long arms and a soft touch around the basket. I believe Don is living in Grandview and is in Physical Therapy - last I heard. He has two daughters who used to play basketball as well. Regards, Jerry Spears (64) ===================================== >>From: Robert Shipp (64) Hi Gary! Add my name to the list of those that think you and Maren are doing a great job. As I've read the Sandstorms that you have sent out since I got on line last month, I've been reminded of a lot of things from our high school years and before - too many to put into one letter. Several people asked about the Arctic Circle's recipe for secret sauce. I always thought it was just ketchup and mayonnaise, but I'm not sure. If anyone knows where Rita (Fretwell) Bennett (64) is, we could get a definitive answer from her since her parents ran the place for several years, and she used to work there. The stories about Mrs. Wight struck home with me. Nine years ago, when my wife and I were looking for a house in Richland, we looked at that house and might well have bought it if someone hadn't beat us to it. It wasn't until afterward that my Mom reminded me of what had happened there. I think I'm glad we didn't get that one. We ended up buying another "R" house just a few blocks away. For those who remember Bombers Liz (61) and Chris (66) Fouts, we're now living in their old house. (It went through one or two other owners before we bought it.) Now for the "etc." part. I lived in Japan for 2- 1/2 years -including several months in Hiroshima - and learned to know and love the people and the country. Even so, I don't for a minute regret the fact that we used "the bomb" in W.W.II, nor do I apologize for my father's contribution to it while he worked at Hanford. However, I feel that a few things that were stated in previous issues ought to be put in perspective: ~~ The bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki saved not only American lives, but ultimately saved the lives of many more Japanese than were killed in those two cities. In fact, there were more casualties in a single bombing raid on Tokyo than in Hiroshima and Nagasaki combined. (The greatest number of casualties from a single bombing raid in W.W.II occurred in Dresden, Germany.) Perhaps there is a perception that the people who were killed by nuclear weapons are somehow more dead than those who were killed by conventional arms. ~~ Enough has already been said about the internment camps, and I think most have agreed that putting U.S. citizens in prison camps simply because of their ancestry was one of the most shameful things this country has ever done. ~~~ One writer stated that the emperor was responsible for all the atrocities committed by the Japanese. In fact, the Japanese emperor has never had any real political power. He was revered as a religious symbol of the country (not as a god, although he was believed to be descended from the sun god), but was never more than a figure head - much like the queen of England is today. It was the army, under Tojo and others, who pushed Japan into war with the U.S. (If the navy had held the balance of power, Japan would never have attacked us.) Enough of that! Once again, thanks for the great job you're doing. Next time I write, it will be to share more Bomber memories. Robert Shipp - class of '64 ======================================= >>From: Joy Christine Stanfield (71) Hello Gary and Maren, Ron Richards wrote (63) wrote 9/27/98: >Please don't censor any stories which relate to our Richland heritage> His letter made alot of sense to me. I am having a great time with The Sandstorm!!! Thanks again. Joy Christine Stanfield (71) =================================== >>From: David McAdie Was it the "Old Book Shop and Movie Theater" on Stevens? They used to have midnight movies of the Rocky Horror Picture show - and they usually showed some offbeat movies. It eventually became a card/coin/collectibles shop and burned down one night killing the owner. Or are we talking about a time long before that, in which case that would be the 4th "indoor" movie theater. Dave McAdie ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/29/98 35 Bombers wrote today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm going on holiday. Your next Alumni Sandstorm will be the 2nd or 3rd of October so you can take several days to read -- response was HUGE to my deadline of the 29th. ************************************ ==================================== >>From: [deleted for privacy] I dunno who this is - sent in 9/12 - asked who - no answer yet Guess I'm slow, but finally linked up with the page. This is a good thing. Who gets the credit for development. Great Job. Life can be simpler in keeping in touch with all those people you have fond memories of. Life from 1949 until 1955 in Richland, I now know, were some of my best years. Wish I had known it then. I know today is the Class 40 Reunion and I'm there in thoughts of all. ====================================== >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) Two years ago, my class had our 50th reunion at the Best Western Tower Inn in Richland (for many years it was the Holiday Inn). It was a part of the Club 40 annual gathering. I neglected to take my camera thinking there would be photographer to take pictures since it was our 50th, but that was not the case. A lot of people took pictures with their own cameras, but so far have not been able to find anyone who did. I would like to get a copy of "46'ers" together. After all, a 50th reunion is a special time!! Thanks Gary and Maren for the great job you're doing. It must consume a lot of time. Betty Johnson Bennett (46) ====================================== >>From: Eva Clark Perry (49) Hi Joan, Eva Clark Perry, here. Do you remember Scotty, Erma Scott in the good ole days, or do I have the wrong name. Just thought I'd ask. ==================================== >>From: Jane Rollison Hightower (52) My dear friend Bev Jochen (52) signed me up for the Alumni Sandstorm a couple of weeks ago. What a treasure trove of memories! Yes, I remember Frontier Days (where you could always meet friends you hadn't seen for a year) and Muscles and the little cedar box from Bell Furniture (like Jan Mulroy I tossed mine out and wish I still had it) and the record booths at Korten's and the Spudnut Shop and Dupus Boomer and the Termination Winds. My family moved from the midwest to Hanford in June 1944. We spent our first night in Richland at what is now the Hanford House. The hotel had no name, just a small sign on one wall: "This building designated TRANSIENT QUARTERS" All the public structures in Richland had those signs originally: "This building designated MOVIE THEATER" "This building designated DRUGSTORE" . . . etc. After all, the whole town was built by the Corps of Engineers. Does anyone remember the Japanese fire balloons which blew over the Pacific Northwest sometime in 1945? I believe I was in fifth grade at Sacajawea. The authorities (military?) sent home notices from school to our parents that we were not to mention these balloons to any outsider and not to discuss them in letters to our relatives back home. I saw two of these balloons during daytime from our prefab on Perkins Ave. and one at night while my family was driving back from Kennewick. This was a scene straight out of a war movie. In the sky over Richland, a balloon was caught in the beams of at least three searchlights. There must have been some interesting military installations around Richland in those days. Many thanks to Maren and Gary for maintaining this website. Jane Rollison Hightower, Class of 52 ====================================== >>From Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) To Joan Eckert Sullens (51) - I can help you with your questions about Herb Borg. I knew most of this, but called Larry Christenson (54) to make sure I was correct. In the early 70s Herb died of cancer. He was married to Jane McClure (53) and they lived in Colorado. He is buried in Denver, where Jane (remarried) still lives. He was survived by 3 children. Sorry to start this message on such a sad note. Larry said you would know him - then it dawned on me that you were Andrew Eckert's (54) sister - which means we were practically neighbors, I lived at 1530 McPherson until I was nearly 13. Larry said to say "Hi." Is there an address where I can send reunion information to Andrew? My brother, Phil Groff (58) was in town this past weekend for their 40th reunion. He said he had a great time. I know that the committee had worked very hard. I would like to welcome all of the class of 58 to the ranks of those that can now join Club 40. It's one of the cheapest memberships there is - only $5. I'm sure you were given information about it - so read it and send in your $5. (my advertisement for the day) One big memory I have about growing up is that all the kids in our had a victory march when Victory in Europe was announced. My mom called the newspaper; they took a photo of us and we were published. We were very proud of this. Then another time a boy in our neighborhood, Mike Godfrey (don't remember how old he was) had contracted polio. Several of us kids decided we needed to do something for him so we had a lemonade stand to raise money. At that time, the bus lot (for city and Hanford buses) was on Wilson St. (a block from where we lived). We took our lemonade to the bus lot and sold to the bus drivers. Some of them didn't bother with the lemonade, just gave us money. We thought we had made a lot when we turned over nearly $11.00 to his family that night. Once more we were published (mom called the newspaper). About celebrity's coming to Richland. Years ago when Kirk Douglas came it was to give Richland an award for selling U.S. Savings Bonds. He made his presentation in Howard Amon Park at the old bandstand. I, along with several other girls sat on the ground, right in front of the bandstand and couldn't take our eyes off of him. However, there were some gals from class of '54 that beat us all out. Early on Saturday morning they arrived at the Hanford House (only hotel in town) and had a call made to Kirk Douglas's room to tell him that reporters from the local high school newspaper wanted to interview him. If memory serves me right, it was Debbie Holden and Pat Nordman - and they were not on the Sandstorm staff. Anyway - he invited them to his room and still dressed in his robe let them interview him. What a coup! I certainly was jealous. Other celebrities have mostly been mentioned. However, I do remember when Gene Autry was here once. I took my autograph book and wanted his autograph. I asked a young girl (probably younger than me) at the door and she said he wouldn't sign it, but she was his daughter and she would sign. I didn't want her autograph, but she assured me she'd be famous one day. Anyway - she signed it. I think that's the last I ever heard of her. One memorable person for me was Monty Hale. He was a cowboy - and fairly good looking. He got to crown Joyce Nordman Miss Atomic Frontier Days and then gave her a kiss - and I thought the kiss would never end. It was great! Then there was the Riding Academy - a very big part of my life every summer. During the week it was the swimming pool at Howard Amon and on Saturday it was the Riding Academy. And - you're all right about the horses being reluctant to leave the barn and in a big hurry to return. We rode all over those hills out there in the desert. We found a place we called "little Grand Canyon." It was really quite spectacular and not one of us ever thought of bringing a camera with us. I would love to have pictures of a lot of the things we "discovered" as kids. I also remember finding spots in the desert that had loads of indian beads just laying on top of the ground. They were probably there because someone ahead of us had dug them up, but we had fun collecting them and then making necklaces and bracelets. Now of course there is a law against such collecting. I don't even know where the beads are that I collected. We need more from '54 on this web site. I only have seen Millie Finch Gregg add Barbara Kramer Krema on line. If there are some of you out there lurking - sign on and let us hear from you. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ================================== >>From: Ken Heminger (56) Ah..... the old Mix you own margarine trick. I remember my brother and I would fight as to who would do the mixing. As I remember it, there was a capsule with red dye located in the margarine. You had to crush the capsule to release the dye and then came the mixing. It was interesting to hear the reason for it.... I had not heard that. This may seem a dumb question after all these years, but I figure nothing ventured nothing gained... I never was able to get a year book from Columbia Hi when I was there. Does anyone out there know if it is possible to get back issues? There is one in particular that I would like to get. One of the students had drawn all the teacher's portraits for the year book. It was either 53 or 54. I don't remember the artists name, but I sat next to him in study hall. We would create cartoons together. It would start with one of us drawing a character, and then passing it back and forth adding to it as we went. He could draw much better then I but it was fun. How I wish now I'd have kept some of those cartoons. For all I know he may be famous now???? Any info I can get about the year book or the artist will be appreciated. -Ken Heminger (56) ===================================== >>From: Dick Oakes (57) Thanks for having a site that points the way to Bombers past and present. Since 1957, when I entered the Navy, have been a folk dance teacher, marketing writer, technical writer, and software quality engineer, among other callings! Best regards, Dick Oakes, Bombers '57 =================================== >>From: Tom Matthews (57) Thanks Gary and Maren for all the work you have done with the Alumni Sandstorm and the web pages. As to editing out political rhetoric, I wonder if it would be easier for you not to be put in the position of censors? It sometimes might be difficult to decide what is political and what is not. Most of the comments have been well expressed as opinions and don't show an unwillingness to be open to other opinions. I assume personal attacks are not uncommon on chat lines, but I would hope the Sandstorm doesn't head that direction. I find announcing myself as a "Bomber" certainly is a conversation opener, no matter what one's opinion is about the name. Probably not advisable to mention while boarding an airplane! -Tom Matthews (57) ================================== >>From: Tony Tellier (57) Now that I mentioned it, who else remembers the Wild Bill grocery? The slogan on west wall: "No meal is a meal without spuds". Next to the Buck Private -Tony Tellier (in Yuma, AZ today) ===================================== >>From: Jim Russell (58) To: Irene de la Bretonne Hays et al I was particularly offended by a remark that said the writer disagreed with your opinion on removing the Bomb and Bomber and was glad you are no longer teaching school at Richland High School. I feel this was a personal attack, and out of place in these dialogues. I apologize as one who also disagrees with you on the removal of the symbol. If Richland were to begin anew as a school in this day and age, I would strongly oppose using a symbol of death and destruction. There is validity to what you say. But, Richland is not starting fresh, and I also think there is strong argument for retaining something of our heritage. The magic of the Sandstorm correspondence is one example of the special heritage of living in Richland. What other city or alumni could even come close to having what Maren and Gary are helping to foster? The Bomb also is part of our heritage, and had it not been for the necessary creation, production and use of that terrible weapon, we of course would not have been Col-Hi graduates. I hope that this communication vehicle does not degenerate into personal attacks. It will die a quick death. There is no question that we had our disagreements when we were young students growing up in this artificial city. Now that we have reached adulthood, scattered beyond the city limits, I only hope that our agreements and shared memories will bring us together. Peace, Irene. Don't give up on us! Jim ====================================== >>From: John Northover (59) For those that might be interested, I have 'WEBed' the '59 Columbian. I have only included those sections that relate to the class of '59 the 'Last Great Class in the Fiftys!!!!'. When I get the time I will add the Junior/Sophomore class pictures. Any problems can be reported to me and I will correct them... as soon as possible. The '59 Annual can be viewed at: Scroll til you see the ALL COLUMBIANS box and click.. then see if your class Columbian is online. thanks john ====================================== >>From MLou Williams (60) Thanks, guys, for keeping this Sandstorm for memories, not history. If this becomes another political discussion group, I'm hanging up. There's enough dissension in life. The Sandstorm is a truly bright spot in each day - or was until the manipulation started. Someone always has the perfect reason to be condemning, have you noticed? Running a public library, I have had lots of experience being on the target end. We have something in our library to offend everyone, and I'm glad to say that most "everyone" wants it that way. By the way, the only filters we have on our Internet terminals are Mr. Coffee. It's a joke, you see. So here I am spouting off the very "stuff" I'm opposed to. It ends here. Semper Bomberus. Anyone remember 1] Mrs. Hughes, 2] Mrs. Meigs (we churned butter in her class - second grade at Sacajawea), 3] Miss Clay - loved wall murals, 4] Mrs. Brezina - so very fair), then on to Jason Lee and 5] Miss Flynn (the walking perfume factory) then sixth grade visiting at Lewis and Clark while construction continued at Jason Lee, and 6] Mr. Tessen (who let us go to the drug store on recess and we bought jaw breakers, while he went through our desks and made an exhibit of all the before and after drawings we made of a Barbie type in curlers, robe, no makeup etc. (what! no guns or drugs in the desks?) Since we were "foreigners" from Jason Lee we were not allowed PE, art, or other special classes, so Mr. Tessen let us have dances at lunch, in the classroom where we were interned during our days at L&C. it was my impression they really didn't like us taking up space there! I believe Mr. Clarkson was principal then. He was no Lily Peterson, who taught us your principal is your pal (an old spelling trick). And how about those spelling bees? I'll never forget parallel or inquisition -- I couldn't spell them then, and while I can now, have little use for them! Oh, the things we used to do for a social life! Anyone know where Richard Holmquist (60) is? He was heading for the Supreme Court - I'll bet he's close! -MLou Williams (60) =================================== >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) From one Irene to another (Irene Goodnight): What's in a name? To have been born in war (1943, my father was a Navy man) and be named "Peace-Irene", to have been raised in a town begotten of war, and be named "Peace" -- yes, I think there continues an ongoing internal dialogue to reconcile the two -- peace, an elusive goal. Names and labels do have meaning. Another struggle among us all is the "secrecy" thing. Keeping the big "secret" was paramount in our town during the war. That legacy of secrecy may exist now in the fear some have of examining divergent ideas, letting everyone into the room, or in on the Sandstorm conversation... Once there was a genuine reason for some of that secrecy and fear, but now not so. I notice we collectively have expressed just about every view on both the bomb/mushroom cloud issue and the war and Japanese internment --and the sky has not fallen. In fact, I sense we are a little closer together. I, for one, have learned from this conversation. Thanks to Maren and Gary for their courage in letting the conversation flow. "Goodnight Ire-ee-ene, goodnight I-rene..." (hum along...) Irene de la Bretonne Hays ================================== >>From: Denny Damschen (62) I hate it when I'm stupid. Always have. I was thinking I was that way more often now, but as I recall memories along with the rest of you I find that I was probably always doing stupid things. My first recollection of Richland brings to mind something stupid that I did. I was four years old and it had to be in August. I was attending a day-care center at the corner of Lee and Jadwin. The center was 5 or 6 connected Quonset Huts. It was next to a cafeteria called The Mart. My aunt worked at the Mart. Anyway, I saw the kids lining up one morning so I got in line also. We marched over to Lewis and Clark. When the other kids broke ranks and headed to their classes, yes, one body too many. I wasn't old enough to go to kindergarten yet. I marched back in a single person line. The next time I can recall something stupid I did was in the third grade. I was legally enrolled at Lewis and Clark by this time and no longer at the day-care place. We were to attend a concert at the Kennewick High Auditorium. We boarded a school bus and rode to Kennewick. When we arrived there must have been the entire Richland grade school student body there because I remember a lot of busses. The teacher stood up in the front of the bus and said to be sure to look back at the bus when we got off and remember the number of the bus so we could find the right one to go home in. No problem. I was pretty good at arithmetic and could certainly recognize a number when I saw one. I looked back when I got off. OK. Bus number 400. After the concert the first bus I came to was bus number 400, but I didn't recognize any kids getting on it. The next bus didn't have any of my friends either, but it was also number 400. Turns out all the busses were, of course, from Richland School District No. 400. I hate it when I'm stupid. As a non-stupid memory of changes in Richland - I remember when the 4 ballfields at Columbia Playfield below Col. Hi. all batted toward each other instead of away from each other as they do now. later, denny damschen (62) ========================================= >>From: Cecil "Cappy"Haines (63) Can't believe no one responded to the MTA. Maybe they are lost, strayed, or stolen. I know that most weren't dumb, because we built our own cars! Oh well, don't go racing anymore anyway! Thanks for putting it on! Cap, 1963 ================================== >>From: Gary Behymer (64) To answer a question from several weeks ago, it was Darrell Rentz (63) who 'dropped his shorts' when coming into a basketball game. ==================================== >>From: Karen Kaas Foster (64) Maren, I have been reading very carefully the last few additions of the Sandstorm, my first comment is, don't change a thing, we each are entitled to our thoughts. For the most part, I think growing up as children in Richland, our parents, having just endured a world war, they knew in some small why what they were doing at Hanford, and they did it anyway. To Ron Richards, I say right on, our parents did what they had to do at the time. We cannot ignore the past, we can only learn from it. And as children of that era, I think most of us are proud. The bomb and the bomber are part of our local past, we need to remember! But that doesn't mean we need to change it because of sentiment of this day and age. As someone said, history will write the story for the world. We know the story, as children of "Richland". We are "Richland Bombers" and proud of it, for most of us for it doesn't concern war, or the right or wrong of it, we were kids, in a town that supported us as no other did. We were the best, our basketball and football stats proved it for years. That type of thing is what we remember, and what we are proud of. The days of Art Dawald and Fran Rish are gone, don't let our thoughts and memories remember anything else. We all paid a price for those years, it doesn't mean we should forget them or critique them, we were kids growing up in a community that supported us, gave us what was needed to carry on, we learned from it, and did our best. To Ron Richards, Class of '63, I live in Fairbanks, and have since '77. It's a small town, that is like Richland years ago, we have our problems, but we will grown and learn from our mistakes. This is definitely "The Last Frontier", and there is no other place like it, besides Richland. I'm glad. My children and I are part of history. They have learned a very important lesson here, and that is do want you can for others, that life is important and they can make a difference. How can any parent want more? I think Gene Gower, Class of '82 said it all! We learned from it and are carrying on!! Maren, we are "Richland Bombers", no one can take that away from us. Let's be proud of what we grew up with, and pass it on to our children, let them make their own opinions. I hope you edit this and send it out, we need to know what we all are feeling these days. We need to be proud of our past, as I think most of us are. Richland is "Richland is Richland", "Bomberland" with a history of our own, lets not forget who we are or where we came from. Karen Kaas Foster, Class of '64. ==================== >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Yes, I remember Blue Waltz Perfume! I thought it was so exotic! Ugh. Also of course Tangee lipstick. How about white lipstick in Jr.Hi. early 60s. Rolling your skirt back down real fast when you passed Mrs. Anderson's (school counselor) office. Then rolling it back up. Mohair sweaters? I had one, and my sister let me wear one of hers sometimes I think. Anybody remember when mascara was a cake, with a little brush you had to wet or spit on to apply mascara? Oh, enough....... Patty de la Bretonne, class of 65 ==================================== >>From: Rod Brewer (65) Anyone remember Jimmy Ard? ================================== >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) TO: Jerry Spears (64) Jerry, Art Dawald had a knack for players like Don Parsons. If my memory is correct Don really never played much in High School but Art kept him because he was tall and figured that maybe at some time in some game he might use him. The class of '66 had a similar character named Kurt Crownover. We called him the Stork I believe. As uncoordinated as they come, But the tallest kid on the team. Never played much during the year. But then there was Regionals in Spokane. I don't remember who we were playing or weather it was the 1st night or second night but the game was nip and tuck, a real barn burner. This was a game that Kurt would never get into. But in the 2nd half with the Bombers down a point or two, who rips of his jacket and checks in? Ya, Kurt Crownover. I remember very distinctly thinking "What the heck is going on?!!!!" Art must have completely lost it. So Kurt comes in, posts up at the free throw line gets the ball and does a little sweeping HOOK SHOT!!!! Nothing but the bottom of the net. We went crazy. Kurt came out of the game on the next whistle and didn't play anymore and we went on to win the game and Regionals. Kurt had his moment in the sun. -Bob DeGraw (66) ==================================== >>From: Gary Bush (66) Re: Old TV/Old Radio Maren, Finally, I did what I should have done earlier: searched the internet for some info before writing. Like many others, I also thought the sidekick for Captain Midnite/Jet Jackson, Ichabod Mudd was played by actor Maury Amsterdam. But, I located a website, address below, which is about "Lost Kid Shows." Jet Jackson started out as Captain Midnite and was played by Richard Webb. His sidekick, Ichabod Mudd, was played by Sid Melton, a character actor familiar to baby boomers as he starred in many series and movies. There are some similarities between Sid and Maury -at least for some of us. There's something about Sky King on this page, too. There are many hypertext links at the bottom of the website listed above (e.g., Lost Kid's Shows - different than the first site) leading to stories about other kids shows, etc. Pinky Lee, Video Village, Paul Winchell and Jerry Mahoney, Soupy Sales, Tom Terrific, Captain Kangeroo (the original with Bob Keeshan), Romper Room. Like others, I also remember Bert Wells, the singing cowboy ("Big Rock Candy Mountain" theme song) on KEPR; Uncle Jimmy's Clubhouse (with Mr. Music) and some cowboy birthday clubhouse before him, hosted by Tom Bostic ("Tumblin' Tumbleweeds" was the theme song). I also remember radio characters such as Uncle Bob's on KALE (Cinnamon Bear and Crazy Quilt Dragon series every year around Christmas time), Big John and Sparky, etc. For a while, all we had were TV rebroadcasts from Yakima, except for the failed station that came from Walla Walla for a short time. Now, we have so many cable or satellite channels and still can't find a good program some times! I'll never forget the first "color" TV picture I ever saw.... it was at my friend, Ron Davis' house, and was a sheet of plastic that had three bands of color on it (red, blue, and green) which was draped over the black/white image on the screen by his parents.... disappointing! That was about 1953. It wasn't until about 1966, when I got to WSU, that I enjoyed my first color TV. Enjoy. Gary Bush, '66 ======================================== >>From: John Allen (66) Dear Alumni Sandstorm, Although Marc Franco was correct in his general assertion that Japanese-Americans were treated shamefully and more importantly, unconstitutionally, during WWII, some of his claims turn out to be emotional outburst rather than fact. A little honest research never hurts the facts. In FACT, not all Japanese-American citizens were interned during the war. Few, if any, in the Hawaiian Islands were interned, for purely practical reasons. In those days, the "white" population was significantly smaller than it is today and, after the attack on Pearl Harbor, there was so much work to be done that it could never have been accomplished without the help of the Japanese-American citizenry. That help was given willingly. In FACT, there WERE "loyalty questionnaires" which were given to all Japanese-Americans over the age of 17. Question #28 asked the respondent to swear allegiance to the United States. Many Japanese-Americans refused to sign these papers, not because they were, or intended to be disloyal, but because they correctly perceived this to be an insult to their high sense of honor. In FACT, there WERE choices, at least for young men and women of military age. The proud record of the 442nd ("Go For Broke") Regimental Combat Team and its 100th Battalion attest to this fact. (If I am not mistaken, Senator Daniel Inouye from Hawaii was a member of this unit.) According to official records, nearly 10,000 nisei from the Hawaiian Islands volunteered for the unit and 2,600 were accepted. From mainland internment camps, only 1256 volunteered, of which 800 were accepted. he war record of the 442nd RCT was impressive to say the least, and the 100th Battalion became know as the "Purple Heart Battalion" because almost every soldier was awarded that decoration at one time or another; many more than once. Young women were also given the choice to join the Army Nurse Corps. Finally, Franco's use of the term CONCENTRATION CAMP, while technically correct, is confusing and inflammatory. Language changes over time and in the days since the war, that term has come to represent a VERY specific image in the minds of most Americans. Marc knows precisely what that image is. While life in the US internment camps was certainly no country club existence, neither was it the Nazi death camp existence which one normally associates with the term CONCENTRATION CAMP. Our parents' generation, which weathered the Great Depression to eventually fight and win WWII, arguably suffered more to preserve this nation than any generation before or since . The treatment of Japanese-Americans during the war proves they didn't get everything right, but they deserve far better than to have it said by their children that they created and operated "concentration camps" for any of our citizens. Respectfully, John M. Allen (Class of '66) ======================================= >>From: Alan Porter (67) What makes this the most fascinating site is the fact that we all share a common heritage of attending Col-Hi. As a student of Ray Juricich's Contemporary World History class I remember him telling us to think for ourselves. In 1945 the scientist and politicians debated and did not agree on using the atomic bomb. Debate should always be encouraged in a democracy and hopefully even on this web site. Over the years we have argued, agreed and disagreed on many items some of earth shaking dimension and some of much less importance. Let's do it with class and consider the points and counter points that are made and then to decide for ourselves what course of action we will support. I believe that Irene would make an excellent teacher for any student and we need more like her in schools today. FDR in February 1942 signed Executive Order 9066 which empowered the army, without warrants, indictments or hearings, to arrest every Japanese- American on the West Coast - 110,000 men, women and children - to take them from their homes, transport them far into the interior, and to keep them there under prison conditions. In 1944 the US Supreme Court upheld the forced evacuation on the grounds of military necessity. In the 1980's data was uncovered by legal historian Peter Irons that the army falsified material in its brief to the Supreme Court. There is much to be proud of as citizens of Richland and of the USA but lets not forget that our history has also been filled with unspeakable acts of cruelty to others. It is only when we as a people are willing to have a healthy exchange of ideas that push us towards more noble and uplifting actions. Howard Zinn, in his book Declarations of Independence, closes by writing about George Kistiakowsky, a chemist our had worked on the atomic bomb. "He understood that it was not the bomb he had worked on, but the people he had come to work with, on behalf of peace, that were the ultimate power". Alan Porter "67" ============================== >>From: Bill Yandon (68) To all: As one who has looked upon war as only, at times, a necessary evil, I believe that it is good to discuss this issue as well as any symbols of war. If our children are to learn the value of peace, justice, and a world free of violence, it is going to come from the example of how we live and what we believe in, rather than the names that we have for our sports teams. There are more important things to worry about than the mascot names given to our high schools. By the way, glad to see Bill Porter quoting Randy Newman. Randy always brings a smile. Peace. (had to say it) Bill Yandon Class of 1968 =================================== >>From: Dan Henry (68) Does anyone know the whereabouts of Tom Brewder or Dave Roberts, class of 68? ================================= >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) The Fire Prevention Parade is next Saturday, although they call it City Fair now. Does anyone else remember the excitement of getting our bikes ready to enter? We would go to Densow's for crepe paper and run it through the spokes, think up a snappy slogan and put it on cardboard taped to the handle bars. That was the highlight of the Fall for me in grade school. We would do a whole week of fire safety in school, including pictures to color of Sparky the Fire Dog and making Fire Hats out of construction paper that were never quite like the picture in the instructions. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ==================================== >>From: Steve Palmer (68) To Rick Maddy- I believe the "earth room" you referred to was actually a bomb shelter built by a private citizen in the 50s. It's still there, in the gravel pit across the bypass highway from Duportail street. I was running out there about a month ago, and although the door has been removed, it is still dark, scary, and full of snakes. Warball=fear and terror. Trying to hide so you weren't killed (literally) by one of those screaming little rubber balls when they were launched by your larger opponents - good memories! Was there some redeeming value to the game that I missed, other than giving the P.E. teacher masochistic pleasure at our expense? Is the game played today in P.E. classes? Steve Palmer (68) ================================== >>From: Steve Piippo (70) TO: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) I do not share your view but respect your view. ===================================== >>From: Patty Stordahl (72) Lois is a successfully wealthy woman married to a man who has mob ties in NY Frank Nerko. He was always my favorite uncle. I wanted to live with them but my folks would never let me go. He always was packing a gun. Wes is dead yeah the great Richland DR gave him a complete physical & told him he was in perfect health 3 months later they found an oops they overlooked a golf ball tumor in his brain. He died 2/5/96 of brain cancer. His sister Shirley died two years prior of the same thing. June is happily married to a retired gentleman & they are in West Richland. She worked for years at the Hanford house, & at Lee's Tahitian downtown. I even worked there for a while & the moon palace. Just guess I like Chinese food. Geri has a very well to do husband & one of her girls Kay passed away from cancer. Her married name is Shannon. They had 4 children Mike, Kay, Marc, & Jackie Sue.. June had one son, Donnie Lois had one son, Beverly had one son & one daughter late in life. Crystal had 8 kids, man she still is the tinyiest of them all. Shirley had 3 kids all older than us now. Wes as most of you Alumni know had 6. Wayne he attended Col high in 69 & went back to Benton City to graduate, Steven, Mike who never had to switch schools (he was the favorite) & me Patty, Debbie Holt Stordahl she graduated in 76 & Richard (77) He is the one in the wheel chair. He still is unfortunately. He lives on Sanford in Richland now. After 20 years of marriage Debbie just got a divorce from her husband Mark Holt. Too bad but that is the way it goes. They had two children Erika (15) & Christian (4). She just bought a new home in Snoqualmie. Wayne had 2 kids & is a grandpa. & I didn't do the married thing well. Each one lasted less than 3 years but I was busy had 4 kids. That was the best thing. They are all grown up. Darcia Davis is a Col-high Alumni of 94. Steve, Seattle grad and military man. Rian graduated from Tyee in Seattle. Janea will graduate in the year 01 from Foster in Tukwila unless I take the Montana job. Well gotta go Every one keep smiling we still have our original teeth and that is pretty darn good. ------------------- Matt Crowley spoke of Christ the King. Man, did I get into a lot of trouble there and I only went to catechism. 8 years old and full of questions -- wrong kind of kid to grow up catholic. My 3 brothers preceded me and so when it was my turn I was already on the nun's hit list. (Thanks a lot, guys!) Remember the old black & white habits. Man, UGLY!! No wonder they were so cranky. I remember Sister Margaret and asking her if I could see what nun's wore under the black dress. She was so distressed that I asked the question I was taken to Father Sweeny's office. He was stern but I think he found it humorous really as I was just a kid that had to many questions. I never did get the answer. Now I really don't want it. Any one still have ruler scars on their knuckles?? I do. Music lessons were the worst. I hated piano lessons. That stupid ticking machine on top the piano to click away and intimidate the white/black key challenged people such as myself. I had nightmares. Kind of like the tell tale heart fear grips me every time I hear or see one of those contraptions. Ahh, First Communion. Any one else get that wafer stuck on the roof of your mouth. I must have missed instruction day as I got it stuck and tried to get it off by what ever means I could. Guess how many Hail Mary's I got for that one. Saturday confession. I hated not having anything to tell the priest so I had to make up some pretty wild stuff just to feel that I was a normal kid.. I remember one bet my brothers and I had going. I am sure they lied to me again but I told the priest that my dad was not my real dad and that the man in our house had killed my dad and buried him in our basement and was holding us hostage and said he would kill my mom if anyone told. We had police at our house and boy I saw more than the nun's ruler that day. Man, my dad was mad. I was just being creative but I did win the bet and I won a vanilla shake from tasty freeze below Col- high. Gosh it was good. Is the TF still there? They made the best milkshakes. Gotta go for now. Hope everyone is having as much fun as I am. --------------- Regarding Warm, Fuzzy portrayal of the bomb. My daughter graduated with a high GPS and for some it may be destructive but definitely not for her. She is even a free willy kind of gal. She associated it with The Bombers were powerful not destructive. I agree with history then and now. Pride in your country, supporting and praying for the leaders and raising your kids with respect for authority will teach them how to interpret in a more positive way. Maybe I am wrong but I am a single mom and have been for 14 years. My kids are awesome. I feel that there are too many excuses handed to people these days and that is why everyone is crying , Well if I wasn't influenced this way or that I would not be like I am. I don't think the bomb will make or not make anyone violent or destructive. It is our history and we should keep it alive. I do agree though. Every one should be proud to stand up for their feelings and that is why we all are so wonderful and unique. My vote for what it is worth. Take life with a grain of salt and laugh off the rest. ------------- Hat's off to Ron Richards. I responded to Irene on an individual basis and I hope that she responds with a more open mind to how many of us really do think. We just may not agree. That is what is so wonderful about humans. I hope all is taken with a grain of salt and no one gets uppity by thinking their opinion is the only reasonable opinion. All opinions are good to the individual. Remember Opinions and Advise are like belly buttons. We all have one and they all stink. -Patty Stordahl ===================================== >>From: Margaret "Peggy" Hartnett (72) Hey Maren & Gary, Did your hard drives melt down from the vehemence of the past week? You know I found those contributions the most interesting so far, I agree that it has to be okay to bring up those things we disagree about/make us uncomfortable or we should all shut up about those great educations we got at Col Hi. I distinctly remember being encouraged to use our brains -- and then go eat --Spudnuts, of course. History is a living part of us, and truth in history is served better in an open forum. My sister Kathy (69) asked me if I would ask the members of the class of '67 if anyone knows the whereabouts of Don Seimans. And thank you two for creating this hot (in all senses of the word) spot. -Peggy Hartnett (72) ======================================= >>From: Marjo Vinther Burt (77) A couple of people have mentioned May Baskets recently. That was something I loved to do, too. We'd weave baskets from strips of colored construction paper, and fill them with lilacs and tulips. My Mom found a cute poem a few years back that I thought the other folks who used to give May baskets would enjoy: May Baskets Do you remember back in childhood How we loved the first of May, When we hung our flower-filled baskets on doorknobs, Then ran away? Do you remember how the gayest [!] basket Was for the one we loved the best, And in it went the blossoms That were fairer than the rest? Such a beautiful and gracious custom, Somehow lost along the way, But its memories still linger As I welcome in the May. - Millie Walton -Marjo Vinther Burt (77) =================================== >>From: David McAdie (79) Sorry, its me again. To all of you Bombers out there who feel compelled to reply to/with statements of opinion - please continue to do so, but try to keep your mean spirited personal comments out. You know the old saying "Opinions are like @##&()%#, everyone has one" - sorry for my lack of upbringing. It is fine to respond about your opinion, but a person who does not share your view is no more or less "right" than you!!!!!!! Hey, by the way, who out there remembers our class of '79 State Basketball Champions (except those of you with the Book (grin)). That sure was a great memory to graduate with. Out. Dave McAdie (My Kid Beat Up Your Honor Student) =================================== >>From: Teresa LaMear Edie (80) I've enjoyed the memories and thought it was time for me to send something after the last round of "politics" on the Sandstorm. When I was small ( the late 60's and the early 70's) Dad used to take us in his old dune buggy to some sand dunes. We would stay all day and have lunch, some of the older kids would ski on the sand using water skiis!!! I remember other people being there that weren't part of my family. I believe we were north of Pasco. Could we possibly have been on or near the Juniper Forest?! Does anyone know? Did anyone else participate in these grand weekend adventures? What fun we had!!! Thanks again, -Teresa LaMear Edie, Class of 1980 ===================================== >>From: Mark Woodward (81) Columbia High changed its name to Richland High. The name change took place the year after my senior year - so I remember it well. The controversy began with Hanford High students being upset that Columbia High School was referred to as "Richland High". (RHS etc.) So we voted and changed the name -not what they expected -but it solved the problem (in our favor). The R and H were left intact in the "Bomber Bowl" - one standing for Richland -the other for Hanford. (but we all know they stand for Richland High. Oh well you can't win them all, Hanford. Yes you did a fine piece of work with the airplane circling overhead during our outdoor graduation (81) with the banner expounded Hanford's superior status. (Hats off to Hanford for that one). I enjoy reading the online Sandstorm. I always print it off and give it to my mother and father who enjoy reading it. (Dorothy Osborne -Woodward (54). I will send it off to my brother -however few from his year respond. (Bill Woodward (75). Someone was looking for Kenny Roberts (class of around 60 or so). He is my cousin and lives in Harrison Idaho. good bye for now. Mark A. Woodward ======================================= ======================================= That's it for today. Please send more. ======================================= ======================================= *************************************** ****************************************************** Alumni Sandsstorm ~ 9/30/98 (sent on 10/2/98) 10 Bombers wrote ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LOVED Jimmy Buffett at the Rose Garden in Portland on the 29th. Downloaded 115 e-mails today when I got back. Sending Sandstorms for missed days - in order - catching up fast, but need to sleep now... so just sending this one for right now. Gary is gone on vacation til the 11th... so send 'entries' to me or they won't make it in the Sandstorm til Gary gets back and sends them to me. *********************************** =================================== >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) To: Evelyn Crowder (46) Sorry I didn't answer your message right away, and I'm sorry I missed the Club 40 reunion. So much has gone on this year. My sister Rosemary Johnson Cook Eden (48) had a brain aneurysm on June 25, and a week later her husband died. They had been living by O'Sullivan dam at the Potholes. She ended up in the Richland Life Care Center where she received therapy (mainly speech) and just got out last week. She is living with me for the present. By the way, the woman in the next room to her was also a stroke victim and it was Jean Bobo Deberry! I understand Jean got to go home today. Do you come out every year for the Club 40 reunion? What were the years that Bell furniture was giving boxes to the girl graduates? Did it extend to the 70's? I hadn't heard of it till I saw it on the Alumni Sandstorm. Betty Johnson Bennett (46) ========================================== >>From: Colleen McDermott Crook (58) TO: Dan Noble, Kathy Rice Veverka, Bill Olson, Jerry Whitten, Jim Meigs, Jim Tadlock, Gale Thompson Thank you so much for your time and effort in putting together our 40th class reunion. You did a great job, we had a blast and our hats are off to you. Well done. Go Bombers! -Colleen McDermott Crook (58) ======================================== >>From: Bob Rector (62) Earl Bennett (63) asked about the sister of Terry Davis (aka Terrence Knox) Answer: You will not find sister, Judy, in any Bomber annual. She would have graduated with the class of '62. I was their Tri-Hard Herald paper boy and Judy chased me thru 5th and 6th grades. She also pushed me into the irrigation ditch behind Jason Lee School. Went to her birthday party only to find myself with Judy and about 10 other girls. Oh well. Anyway, her little brother Terry (about 1st or 2nd grade) was a pain. He was "fiesty" to say the least. He always wanted to fight and wrestle. I was the big 5th grader and would hold him off with my hand on his head or chest. He would wildly swing away at me, ALWAYS REPEATING THE SAME LINE, "I'M GONNA MAKE MINCEMEAT OUTTA YA". So, I always called him "mincemeat". Whenever I went over to see Judy, taking care of "mincemeat" was always the first item on the agenda. He was a true "pistol". I believe there were at least 2 divorces in the family - Judy left with one parent in 1956 or so. Sue Knox, of course, would know the whole story. -Bob Rector '62 ==================================== >>From: Sherry Nugent Dupuy (62) TO: Kathy Rathvon -- who wrote: "I remember going to school with the poufiest and flounciest skirt and coming home with my skirt looking very limp." You just reminded me that my Dad once said we all looked like a bunch of flowers flouncing our way on the streets to school. That was the closest to poetry I ever heard from him. Sherry Nugent Dupuy (62) ================================== >>From: Gregor Hanson (65) To Bones Brewer - Of course I remember Jimmy Ard (lived in a ranch house on the corner of Elm and Cottonwood) as he cost me a no hitter in Little League (when both Rod Brewer and I pitched and played for the NB of C team in Columbia Little League), as Ard allowed a little weak pop fly to land in front of him in Right Field instead of making the catch!! As many may know, Jimmy moved to the mid-west (Chicago I believe) during junior high years and eventually became a successful college basketball player with the University of Cincinnati Bearcats, and then on to the pros in the NBA with the Boston Celtics!! Commenting on a couple of the posts regarding Little League in Richland; I believe the best corps of 12 year old home run hitters in Richland LL history occurred in about 1956 and included Bill Blankenship (Dawson Richards team in the American LL); Doug Lukens (NB of C in the Columbia LL); and Jim Adrian and Jack Kern (Thrifty Drug and Spudnut Shop teams as I recall of the National LL). All of these guys were in the 20+ HR count in their respective leagues. Lukens went on to play for WSU and pitch for the St. Louis Cardinals franchise. Blankenship and Adrian are still living in the Tri-City area!! Chris Fleischer (National LL) is a teacher at Kamiakin High School in Kennewick. After almost 50 years of the Columbia Little League being located at the Spalding School grounds, the field area has been bought by a Christian church school and will be no more!! Bomber Regards Gregor Hanson '65 ====================================== >>From: Jim Fleming (65) Gary and Janis: Have fun on your Holiday. You guys have worked hard and deserve it! Thank you, Dick Wight, for giving us the facts regarding the death of your step mother. If it weren't for this site, we may never have learned what really happened! Wild Bill's Market is an early memory for me, riding in the basket seat thru the produce dept. Customers could use "counter checks" back then. They could write in the name of their bank and the amount. The checks were generic and I don't remember anyone ever asking for ID. But, when the "Modern" Safeway was built it was lots of fun to go in a use a child size grocery cart! We made a special trip on Opening Day! Two subjects not covered much are school carnivals and science fairs. Especially in 5th and 6th grades, the carnivals were real excitement! And being able to enter the Science Fair and get a ribbon. I think everyone got something even if it was for participation. Also, the first time I drank a Shasta was stopping off at Westgate on VanGeisen. This was way before pull tabs, so the lady would open it for you. We would pretend it was beer because it was in a can. They had a pretty good candy counter as well. I can't get over inflated prices of candy now! A year ago when I bought a twinkie at a 7-11 it was over a dollar. I remember when they went from 10 cents to 12 cents! Diamonds Variety Store in Uptown had pets. Birds and hamsters. We used to like going in there to look around but one lady was always following us thru the place and the counters were low enough we couldn't hide very well. Our first tv had only 1 channel (19) and my dad spent a lot of time up on the roof with the rest of the family yelling out the front door "a little to the right, no the left, no leave it there!!" -Jim Fleming (65) ===================================== >>From: Larry Reid (68) Does anyone remember being a Patrol Boy? I remember the uniforms and walking in parades. We had a whole chain of command. I was a Sargent at Marcus Whitman (old Marcus Whitman!) in 6th grade. Mr. Dudley was my teacher and also headed up the Patrol Boys. Bill Hedges was the Captain. I can't remember the other officers. We took it pretty seriously in those days. We stood at parade rest on the corner just waiting for some lower classmen to cross the street so we could impress them. Of course I don't believe there were any girl Patrol Boys. We weren't an equal opportunity organization back then - hell didn't know what that meant! Mr. Dudley was my favorite teacher of all time. He still lives in Richland. My parents see him now and then at the CUP church in Richland. I also remember playing tether ball. For awhile that was the craze. Got some sore hands doing that and a sore head once or twice! Larry Reid (68) ================================== >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) Several people to reply to after reading this two-parter: First to Jerry Spears -- Do I ever remember that game with Kurt Crownover!!!!!!! I was in the pep band and we were seated down on the ice. I remember it being so chilly down there that we in the clarinet section were afraid our reeds freeze. The concept of an ice arena was WAY beyond us. Anyway, we thought the game was a goner until Kurt made that little hook shot. Talk about crazed fans -- I didn't know I could yell AND play the fight song! That was my introduction to Bomber Basketball. I told people for years that I had never been to Spokane in the daylight, but always after dark on rooter busses and the band bus. I wasn't allowed to stay over and thought my parents were from the dark ages. As the parent of a female RHS grad I understand why they were that way. My daughter was never allowed to stay over in Spokane, either! Next is Steve Palmer and war ball: I remember Mr. Olson at Marcus Whitman having us play war ball. I hated it!! Several years ago, I substituted for one of the P.E. teachers at Park Middle School in Kennewick quite often. On rainy days in the spring and fall the eighth graders favorite activity was. . . that's right war ball. Particular favorite variations were boys verses girls and "kill the 7th graders." Some things never change. To Dan Henry: I know that Tom Brewder is still in Richland. His dad still lives on Lee. Tom helped out with the Reunion this summer. We had an address for Dave Roberts in Benton City, but got no response. And finally the "red dot": My dad didn't like butter for some reason and when we had it with grandma's homemade rolls at Thanksgiving and Christmas, it was a real treat. I guess that I am too young (knowing grin) to remember having to mix our own color in, but I do remember hearing about it and that the reason we did was because the dairy farmers in Wisconsin and Michigan had convinced congress that selling margarine already colored was getting in the way of their selling of butter, so it was against the law for quite a long time to sell pre-colored margarine. Sounds like a good story anyway. That all the memories and trivia for now. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ================================= >>From: Mike Franco (70) I remember Kurt Crownover as "Cayote" Crownover..... and didn't you guys play on the team that scored 103 against Grandview in 66? ==================================== >>From Peggy Kinney Naylor (81) In response to David McAdie: Hi ya Dave!! I remember the Basketball Tournament. Was that the year that my folks let me run around with you guys when I was suppose to be with the band? Do you remember that? We walked all around the bad/scary part of Seattle and we ended up at some dumpy donut shop? Was that the same year? And was that the same year a Bomber Hat ended up on the Chief Seattle Statue? I remember all those times at the Payless parking lot... I wonder how many gallons of bleach you guys went though. I remember your GTO. Blue with sparkles..Dennis Lindgren still has his truck as far as I know. That's it for me, I love reading this stuff. Take care all Peggy Kinney Naylor ******************************************** ******************************************** That's it for this month. Please send more. ******************************************** ******************************************** August, 1998 ~ October, 1998