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   Alumni Sandstorm Archive ~ February, 1999
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15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/1/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Mary Triem (47), Marguerite Groff (54), John Worrell (59), JoAnn Dresser (61), Vicki Schrecengost (67), Rick Valentine (68), Sheryl Romsos (76), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Mary Triem Mowery (47) I've been reading all the wonderful memories of you "young folks" for several weeks now and have decided to finally put in my 2 cents worth. Our family came to Richland when the Bombers were still the Beavers in 1945, and we changed the name during the 2 years I attended "Col-Hi", graduating in 1947. Are there any more OLDSTERS who read this great stuff? If so, would love to hear from you. -Mary Triem Mowery (47) ************************************************** >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) Glad to see the ranks of Class of '54 increase by at least 1. Welcome to the Alumni Sandstorm, Jack Moorman (54). It took your input for Andrew Eckert, who has just been lurking out there, to finally add his comments. Andrew, I grew up in just about the same neighborhood as you. You mentioned, Charles Killingsworth, Don Holden, Tom Skelly, Larry Christenson and Jack Moorman. Charlie's family moved with DuPont right after the eighth grade. (We lost several classmates at that time; when GE took over the Hanford site.) We lost contact with him; except that when Larry Christenson was in the service, stationed in the southeast, Charlie and another old friend whose family moved with DuPont, Carol Berry, visited Larry. It really was a thrill for him. I think Don Holden moved just prior to our Senior year to somewhere else in the state. Tom Skelly is living in West Richland, and Larry lives in the house he grew up in; around the corner from the "F" house where you lived. I don't think any of them are on-line. You really need to come to our 45th class reunion. It makes no difference if you actually graduated with us - you were there for your formative years. Normally Jack and his wife make the reunion. Gary Christian (67) - I too remember Mrs. Peterson, when she was principal of the old Sacajawea. She was such a great lady. She died several years ago, I remember seeing her obit. I don't know how old she was. There's been some talk about favorite teachers. My favorite was Mrs. Bice, in 6th grade at Sacajawea. The kids who didn't have her, didn't like her. They thought she was mean. She was tough, she wanted the best that we could give her and she didn't settle for less - and because of how we felt about her, we wanted to give her our best. We gave her a special party for her birthday that year. Mrs. Peterson was a big help in the planning and implementing of that party, since we used the school cafeteria for the festivities. I remember that party very clearly; and also our end of school party which she hosted in her back yard (1500 block of Mahan). We used the large area behind her house (now called Stevens Park) to run races, play ball, etc. I think I remember more details of that year than any other year in elementary. Mrs. Laney was also a teacher at Sacajawea while I was there. In fifth grade we moved into the same hutments at Sacajawea that you mentioned. They were OK. However, they didn't hold up too well when one of our classmates in 7th grade would get mad at the teacher and sit and bang holes in the wall with his head. We had this teacher who was the exact opposite of Mrs. Bice. He didn't have control of the class at all. Everyone made fun of him and did as little as possible of what he wanted. Whenever the wind was blowing and he would go from the hutment to the main school he would hold the top of his head and we just knew he must be wearing a toupee. Such silliness - in retrospect I feel very sorry for this man, but he probably shouldn't have been a teacher. As a matter of fact, after our class was through, we heard he decided on another vocation. He was living with his sister and brother-in-law across the street from my house. At one point he told my mother that he was disappointed in me because I didn't stand up for him against my classmates. In seventh grade!!! I suppose I was one of the few kids who was nice to him, but what kid at that age takes a stand for the teacher against fellow students, especially when I knew he was not a good teacher. Mom didn't tell me about it until the end of the school year and he had moved. Ramona Miller Garcia (54) - thanks for the plug about our 45th reunion. You give me too much credit. There are wonderful and great people helping. I urge all you from Class of 54, to check out the Class of 54 web site where you will find a link to our class reunion information. Maren has been wonderful about setting up the web site. As things progress we will update the site. A letter is being sent this next week. Looking forward to hearing from you. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ************************************************** >>From: John Worrell (59) For John Zilar (57): The 1st police station I recall was located where the old library parking lot used to be... across GWWay from the Red Robin (or where Adrians used to be). From there it was moved to Knight St.. Glad to see some ex-Col-Hi bandsmen showing up. I played trumpet in the band at Carmichael and Col-Hi (as did my brother Paul (57). I went on to play in the Marine Corps Band for four years and a year in the CBC band. later, -John Worrell (59) ************************************************** >>From: JoAnn Dresser Nai-che (61) Hi everyone on the Sandstorm page, Happy New Year. I am trying to locate Bill and Chuck Wiley. Last known location: California. Enjoy reading the stories about all the adventures and memories of Richland. -JoAnn Dresser Nai-che, class of 61 ************************************************** >>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) Does anyone remember the DJ who tried to break the record for staying awake the longest while broadcasting on the air? I think this was the summer of '66. All I remember is that he became increasingly incoherent as the hours/days passed (well duh!) I guess it must have been on KORD. I don't think he ever got close to breaking the record. -Vicki Schrecengost (67) ************************************************** >>From: Rick Valentine (68) RE: The Girl Across The Street To: Charlotte Rahmig Blair (66) HI. from one of the late kids on Howell Ave. I remember lots of mornings being late for the bus and you and Terri DuFault and me running for the bus all the way down the block. Thank god Laura McCullough was usually later than we were, (Laura McCullough are you out there?) even after we got to the bus the driver would still have to wait for Laura. Laura would always send her books home with me, and I would drop them off at her house on the way home. What is Chuck doing these days? Is Rob McCullough around somewhere, I see Vic Day has a web site I am going to drop him a note also. What ever happened to Pat Pearson, Gayle Harrison, and Sadi Ward? I saw on the memorial page that Patti Zbyszewski had passed away, Zbyszewski's lived in Howell Ct. Went down Howell through the old neighborhood last summer when I was in town, doesn't look the same, the vacant lot is gone and the little scrawny trees are huge. Great to see your name in the Sandstorm and yes I do remember you very well. Have only been on this site a little over a week and am really enjoying hearing from old friends. (Thanks Gary and Maren). All for now, so many questions, so little space! -Rick Valentine (68) ************************************************** >>From: Sheryl Romsos Senyk (76) Hello to Kerry "The Kisser" Watts (76), as you were fondly known as in Mrs. Bondurant's kindergarten class at Marcus Whitman! It's nice to see another 76 Bomber here in the Sandstorm -- please tell others! -Sheryl Romsos Senyk (76) ************************************************** >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) Shirley Collings Haskins (66): Before your Mom worked for Ernie's, she was head waitress at the Pennywise Drug store Cafe. She gave me my first job in Wa. She was a dear lady and a very fair boss. We always went to her table when we would go to Ernie's and then later Ray's for dinner. I seem to remember she gave me the job because I was from the South and she was too. Was she? I remember your Dad, too. Very handsome man and very kind. -Bomber Mom BJ Davis ******************************************** *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/2/99 - GROUND HOG DAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: Ray Gillette (49), Don Fisher (50), Kay Mitchell (52), Shirley Davis (56), Les MacDowell (57), Jerry Moorman (59), Kipp Quinlan (64), Vickie Andersen (67), Holly Chamberlain (76) ************************************************** >>From: Ray Gillette (49) RE: 1949 peccadillos Mary Triem Mowery (49) asked if any other old timers were listening. Hi Mary. I was in the class of '49 and we were a fun loving bunch. I have seen some to the "naughty" things done by some of the younger Bombers and thought I would relate at least one that we participated in. When I say "We" I am not going to say just who even though the statute of limitations should have run out my now. The old Safeway store near to downtown had a few of my classmates working as "box boys" from time to time. During the '47 to '49 time period they were a busy store and one of the duties of the box boys was of course to carry out the cases of beer ordered by customers. So quite often they would be carrying out a case of beer to someone's car as directed by the cashier. Could you believe that on occasion an extra case would be carried out and rather than to a car it would be deposited into the huge trash container to the side (rear?) of the store. Later, when it was late and the store was closed someone would return to the scene and pull out the full case of beer for consumption. This happened a few times to the great delight of some of us. I refuse to reveal the names the perpetrators. However, one time instead of a case of beer, the theft was a case of wine. Happened that that night there was a basketball game at Col Hi. and being the inexperienced drinkers you might expect, it was pretty obvious that there had been some drinking going on. During the time we are there someone reported that Mr. Fran Rish, football coach and all around "good buy" was enumerating all of us with questions like "How is Gillette doing?.... How is so and so doing?" .... etc. Was a little bit embarrassing to me because part of that time period, my Mother was the High School PTA president. One would think that I should have been a better behaved young man. Any others who participated in those kinds of pranks will have to reveal their own identities. We did have a lot of fun in those years and I remember the year of the flood and I was working as a soda jerk in Marvel Morgan's Drug Store. Every one was a bit marooned in town so there was a lot of business. The space between C.C.Anderson's and the Drug Store down town was filled with people with nothing to do. hose days were before we had heard much about gangs, but we had ours like the Hunt Point All Stars (Rex Davis, Rufus Peterson, Rem Ryals, et. al. ) The Thayer Drive River Rats (Phil Raekes, Mel Stratton, et. al.) The P.S. and Bs. Who can tell me what "PS" and "B" stood for? Good memories Let's hear from others from the classes of the forties. I know Richard (Dickie Lee Roberts) is tuned in most of the time. He was one of our finest cheerleaders along with Dick Quigley in those days. -Ray Gillette (49) ************************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) To Barb Grant (62); Sorry I'm late on this reply, my daughter just found your letter in her Email book. I am sure I would recognize you if I saw you. I see a lot of Seimens workers at McDonald's early in the morning and I know them by sight but names are mostly gone. I don't blame the memories loss on old age but it sure seems to get worse every year. If my daughter didn't have the computer, I know I wouldn't know about the Bomber mail and look at the records of 1953 and older numbers printed, very few. Bomber Alumni: In 1946 when I was a freshman we kept seeing seniors who weren't in school and we found that they were partying at the irrigation canal outside of West Richland. It turned out that they were all new to town and school wasn't their best interest. The class of 1950 was the first to go all 4 years in High School together plus 2 years of local Grade Schools so we all know each other. -Don Fisher (50) ************************************************** >>From: Kay Mitchell Coates (52) A few days ago someone mentioned "The Mart". That was a hangout for some of us in the 50's. My friends and I would sit in a booth for hours sipping green rivers and cherry cokes, waiting and watching for some of the Camp Hanford soldiers to come in so we could flirt with them. Several of my friends married fellows from Camp Hanford. There was an excitement in visiting and occasionally dating one of these "foreign" fellows, as it was strictly forbidden by my Mom. I do remember one night Nonajean Sterling (52) and I sneaked away from the Rainbow Girls meeting at the Masonic Temple and walked down the hill to The Mart to meet a couple soldiers and have coffee (we were trying to act like "adults!) with them, then we had to hustle ourselves back to the Masonic Temple in time for Mrs. Sterling to pick us up and give us a ride home. Another time we decided we would go to the bar in the back of the place (Anyone remember the name of that cocktail lounge?) and lie about our age - just for the trill of being served a drink. Only trouble was we had just come from a football game and I had my Pep Club sweater on with the big bomb emblem on the front! Duhhh! We were promptly asked to leave!!! -Kay Mitchell Coates (52) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Shirley Davis (56) Date: Mon Feb 1 19:59:57 1999 First visit to this great walk down memory lane. Please add me to the 56 class e-mail. Tried to reach Alan Sargent but wasn't able to at his e-mail address given. Have been in West Virginia for the past 27 years. Hope to hear from my classmates. -Shirley Davis (56) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Les MacDowell (57) Date: Mon Feb 1 15:19:32 1999 I can thank Ray Loescher (57) for telling me about this site. A big "thank you" to each one who has developed it to what we have now. In this my 37th year of teaching high school math. I am beginning to anticipate retirement in "a few" more years. Our two children are grown and have families of their own; our daughter and her family live on Maui, Hawaii and our son and his family live here in Lewiston, Idaho. Keep in touch! -Les MacDowell (57) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest book: >>From: Jerry Moorman (59) Date: Mon Feb 1 11:43:16 1999 I started receiving the Alumni Sandstorm a week or so ago and read it daily. I must admit I peruse the entries for (names of past friends) the years have slipped by as fast as the Columbia River but these various entries bring back wonderful memories of when things were "less" complicated. Or so we thought. It was very sobering to visit the site that listed those no longer with us. I thank those who administer these wonderful sites. The memories are wonderful. I do remember one memory I would like to share. Mr. Haag the Vice Principal at the time greeted me my first day of high school by bringing me into his office and trying to scare me. He said he had my brother, Jack, my cousins, Shirley and Bobbie Jean, and would not stand for one more Moorman causing him heartache. I assured him I was different. The next day he caught me drag racing in the front parking lot. He watch me faithfully for the next 3 years. It ws great. My memories of Richland have tr..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Guest Book entries hold a limited number of characters -Maren ************************************************** >>From: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) TO: Mrs. Edwards - I always have so many nice memories when I think of you. The first memory was the very first day of class - Home Room, 9th Grade, - Sue Sutch (64), Judy Campbell (64) and I walked into the classroom and Judy Campbell speaks up saying - "I know you.... you're the old parakeet lady!" The look on your face was delightful. Another memory was of you calling Frank Stratton (64) - Y'but - due to his starting every conversation with the words - "Yah, but....." Remember the time you took Mrs. Anderson to your home in the car that the front seats folded down? And driving down the gravel road to your house you laid the seat back so you were lying on your back and scared the daylights out of her. Probably the only time anyone ever saw Mrs. Anderson blow her cool. I will never forget you telling us about it. What about that 'black and white' shirt that you used to wear with the black skirt until Gay told you that you looked too much like a hippy. Sue Sutch and I and sometimes Judy Campbell used to ride our horses out to your house - never forget the first time we met your son (sorry, I can't remember his name) - he came around the house and said - 'What kin I do you fer?" Last day of class you told me to forget school and stick with animals. I didn't do it. Well, that's enough for tonight. God Bless you for being a wonderful, caring teacher. -Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) ************************************************** >>From: Vickie Andersen Simmons (67) Hi Maren, Last week Gary Christian (67) asked if anyone remembered the Skyline Drive In. This is one of my Richland memories that I tell my kids all the time. A group of us girls went to see "Psycho" there. Somehow or other, I was the unlucky one who got to go to the concession stand to get everyone's refreshments. I was one car away from ours when the infamous 'shower scene' hit the screen. I was so scared I threw popcorn, drinks and all up in the air and made for the car as fast as I could go! When I first told my children this, they could not relate (the remake of 'Psycho' hadn't come out), so I rented the classic to try to give them the full effect. It's not the same in the safety of your home in broad daylight. My children can't really relate to drive in theaters. In Alaska, it's too cold to go in the winter when it's dark and in the summer it never gets dark enough! Thanks for the memories! -Vickie Andersen Simmons (67) ************************************************** >>From: Holly Chamberlain (76) One of my very favorite teachers of whom I have not yet seen mention was Mary Gustavson at Marcus Whitman. I had her for third grade, which meant, among other things, studying pioneers. Candle-dipping, spinning and/or weaving, and all sorts of labor-intensive activities that must have taken a lot of effort to set up for us were among ways she attempted to get us to think. We conceptually traveled the Oregon Trail by being able to move our "wagons" across a chart as we successfully learned various levels of the multiplication tables. (Thank goodness we "went west" on multiplication. I would never have made it to the Pacific if I had been traveling on my division skills.) Our class newspaper documented issues of the day in, no doubt, hard-hitting prose. Third grade was a terrific experience, even with division reducing me to tears from time to time. Mrs. Gustavson is a warm-hearted, intelligent, energetic, practical person who does more than talk about caring for other people. I am very happy with my daughter's current third grade teacher, but Mrs. Gustavson's version of the year is what I use as a yardstick! -Holly Chamberlain, '76 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/3/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers sent stuff in: Gail Henderson (53), Max Sutton (57), Vera Smith (58), Ruth Miles (59), Paula Beardsley (62), Jim Hamilton (63), Kenny Wright (63), Berta Hettinger (64), Stu Osborn (71), Willard Ule (73), Laurie Hammack (75) ************************************************** >>From: Gail Henderson Renner (53) Someone had mentioned Mrs. Meecham (sp) our biology teacher. We always remarked about her clothes as well, only I remembered it as a blue print dress that on Monday was perfect, but by Friday her slip strap was showing as well as an inch or so on the bottom. We really were not very nice I am afraid. One of the greatest memories was when the torso on her desk, I think, had lost his drape. She was so flustered trying to put it back on around the waist. of course, we all tho't it was great. She must have been a caring person and loved her job to have stayed as long as she did. By reading this I do remember a lot of things I had forgotten. So keep it coming. -Gail Henderson Renner (53) ************************************************** >>From: Max Sutton (57) I remember the smell of Church's grape juice in Kennewick on a soft summer night along with the smell of mint from the fields. We moved to Richland in 45 from Okla and lived the first few years in a 3 bedroom prefab on Smith Street. I remember the dust storms then, My mom rigged a life line from our house to neighbor's and if my Dad was at work she would get us kids and use it to find the neighbor's house. There we would stay until the storm was over. Later we moved into an F house on Barth in the south end of town. I went to school at Marcus Whitman. Carmichael and Col. High all within three blocks of each other. Anybody remember ole C.C.Anderson's dept. store? Just the smell of it you walked in. How about the Pit and jumping off into the refrigeration material the railroad dumped there. The Village theater and the Saturday cowboy shows, two movies, two cartoons, and a serial, you just beat that and all for less than a quarter. -Max Sutton (57) ************************************************** >>From: Vera Smith Robbins (58) TO ALL CLASS OF '58 ALUMNI (and spouses) The first monthly, no host luncheon for the class of '58 will be held on Sunday, February 7th at Roy's Chuckwagon Smorgy off Columbia Center Blvd. This luncheon will be a monthly get together on the first Sunday of each month. Come if you can and if you can't, just remember it will be held every month on the first Sunday at 1:00 p.m. This is will be a casual get together just to keep in touch and eat and chat! Hope to see you there. (YES JIM SMITH, THERE WILL BE OTHER GUYS THERE!) Vera Smith Robbins (58) ************************************************** >>From: Ruth Miles Bruns (59) Groundhog Day was a bit extra special this year because Bomber classmate Jim Krider (59) got published in the Washington Post (it's my local paper; I live in the Maryland suburbs of Washington DC) and got quoted besides! The news was the case in Port Angeles where a pediatrician was being tried in the death of an infant, and the prosecutor and judge were brought in from elsewhere (Jim as prosecutor of Snohomish County). You can see it for yourself on the Internet at Click on "National" in the column of choices, then click on "National: Print Edition." (P.S. It was fun to see postings from Mary Kerstetter Yount (68) and Ralph Koontz (62) who live in this area and sail in the Chesapeake Bay. You folks are after my time, but I enjoy knowing that other Bombers have infiltrated the National Capital. Our family has not actually owned boats, but we have some friends who do, and enjoy sailing with them when we get the chance.) ::: ::: ::: Ruth Miles Bruns Jefferson /Chief Jo / Col Hi '59 ************************************************** >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) Hi - Have been getting a lot of requests for "Long Road to Self government". If you are interested - be sure to e-mail me and I will keep you informed as to the progress on the reprinting. Saw a comment regarding the "bomb" that went off for the city celebration. As many of you may remember, Dad fired off the fireworks for years at Frontier Days, fourth of July and whenever else. He was also responsible for setting off the "bomb". Was really surprised when it blew out the window at Korten's Music Store in Uptown. Had just a little more bomb stuff in it than he thought. Interesting note - he was issued the third -#3- pyrotechnician license in the state of Washington. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ************************************************** >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) Lest we forget. Today, the 3rd of February, is the 40th anniversary of "The Day The Music Died". "I can't remember if I cried, when I heard about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside............." Do recall that the Sunny Hyatt, the big sister of Bobby and Billy Chipmunk, was all bummed out over Buddy Holly dying. Me, I was a Gene Vincent and the Blue Caps kinda guy, so I kinda just sorta "what the heyyyyed". 40 years later, now I'm all crapped out. Never been to Lubbock, Clovis or Mason City, Iowa. But I'm partial to Rave On, and Not Fade Away. Buddy would have been cool, but I can't see him at 60 with his hair dyed black, wearing Roy Orbison's glasses and trying to be hip and look like he's having the time of his life at the Puyallup. It's sorta worked for the Beach Boys, The Temptations, and I kinda identified with the Fat Elvis. To paraphrase Jerry Jeff Walker, "With the passing of Gene and Roy, and the death of Stevie Ray, it seems the light of our own life, gets dimmer every day" Forget Buddy Holly, That'll be the day semper bomberus jimbeaux ************************************************** >>From: Kenny Wright (63) Speaking of teachers, I have three that have had a lasting impact on me: (1) Mrs. Manners @ Lewis and Clark 1st Grade ('50-'51); she introduced me to Dick, Jane, Puff, Spot, Sally, et. al. and taught me to read and write with those pencils that were as big as your wrist. (2) Vera (I hope that I can use your first name now) Edwards in 9th Grade homeroom English @ Carmichael - the first and only English teacher I had in Richland. And finally (3) my beloved Dr. Ida May Mecum, she was one of the most dedicated persons unequivocally dedicated to other people in the pursuit of knowledge and understanding. There are so many others I have failed to mention that have been so important to my development that I want to say thanks to Richland and the head start it gave me in a world that was nothing like the town I grew up in. Thanks -Kenny (63) ************************************************** >>From: Berta Hettinger (64) To: Frazier Botsford (62) We used to call hanging onto bumper of a car in the snow, "hooky bobbin'" (spelling?) Berta Hettinger (64) ************************************************** >>From: Stu Osborn (71) One day you were a big 6th-grader, the next year a lowly "soph" at Chief Joseph Junior High School, the Warriors! What a transition that ended up being in the late 60's... * Mrs. Sherrard's 7th grade Life Science class: An absent-minded professor, sure, but I ended up learning about paramecium and protozoa... (Robin Moore helped me out of a "jam", one time, eh Robin? - Something about a head being stuck in the tilt window before class, if I can recall...) * I believe it was in 8th grade: "Romeo and Juliet" oral reading in class with me as Romeo and Cindy Maki as Juliet! Whoo-hoo!! We were all the way across the room the whole time. (Was wearing a plaid "bleeding Madras" shirt around then...) * In 7th grade, having some 9th grader come up from behind, grab, twist and rip the Levi tag off my new pants - Then next year, tearing off the 7th graders' new Levi tags - and losing all interest in 9th grade... * 9th grade dancing class in P.E. with the girls! What a drama! Tenseness reigned. Palms sweat. (Who would I get?!) Once I met the girl, found out I kinda liked dancing. I could do this! (I still can't remember who I got.) * Turning out for 9th grade basketball - my bud Tom Brush (71) and Kelvin Soldat (71) made it, I got cut. (Should've been going over to the Davis' court on Tinkle to hang out and practice, I guess... Hmm... their court wasn't built by then... probably wouldn't have helped anyway - had "Bird's disease".) But there were many "heated" basketball match-ups at Columbia Park on that half-court down by the river with some of the guys from Pasco... * Mr. Campbell's 9th grade English class: He'd have us type up and he'd mimeograph copies of 45 Rock record lyrics and then invite full class participation to evaluate the meanings of the lyrics. The Beatles', "A Day In The Life" sparked quite a whirlwind of discussion, I do believe. ("The Sounds of Silence" - Simon & Garfunkel and "Shapes of Things" - Yardbirds were the songs I read aloud and evaluated.) * The dreaded NEDT and Wash. Pre-College tests that confirmed that yes, we could all go to college but not as Math majors... All for now. -Stu Osborn (71) ************************************************** >>From: Willard Ule (73) HEY BOMBERS; Does anyone else remember KALE radio. Also through reading other's remembering, Mayfair market has haunted Me. In my first year at Col-Hi I lifted two bottles of apple wine. We didn't get caught but the fear of getting caught taught me one a lesson. No more lifting for me. Besides, that was the worst drunk that man has ever felt. Endue wine just makes the drunk worse. I prayed that I would die. Also does anyone remember Max Jensen? He Taught boys P.E His boy became very very ill. I live by the Max rule: If I question something its not if it is right or wrong but rather what would MAX JENSEN do. well later WILLARD D, ULE M.D. (73) "DOC" ************************************************** >>From: Laurie Hammack (75) I've been reading the Sandstorm for about 2 months now and loving it. But I couldn't keep quiet any longer after reading Kellie Walsh's (77) message on where the old female athletes are and candidates for Hall of Fame. Title 9 came in when my class were Junior's. There was no Girls Big 9? basketball tourney for us 75er's. But we had a great team. The girls basketball team was started in 74. Liza Eshbach? was an excellent bball player who could have gotten a college scholarship. She played with junior Judy Bunch Knox (75), Jan Bewlay?, Becky Lyness, Debbie Rolph. That was one great girls bball team. WE could have competed and probably placed at state if given the chance. Once Liza graduated I inherited the center position my senior year because I was the tallest. I couldn't play worth a darn. But coach Cheryl Boatman I think hammered into us the outlet pass and fast break so that's what we did. We beat most of the teams we played in 75 but couldn't compete in the tournament because the other teams were afraid they would loose. Hall of Famers should include Judy Bunch Knox and Jan Bewlay for both bball and Tennis. I think Judy and Jan gave Col-Hi a 4th place finish in State in 75 with Jan placing in singles and both placing in doubles.. My memory is foggy so not sure of the facts. I have great memories of playing sports at old RHS. We got the hand me down sweats from the boys sophomore basketball team. They were yellow fuzzy things. O well . Do any of you all out here remember the girls Bomberettes teams of the mid 70's. I haven't seen any people from 75 write in. We always were a rather apathetic class. But we did create the SIDEWALK. Bye. -Laurie Hammack (75) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/4/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers, 1 Teacher and 1 Obituary today: Ann Pearson (50), Ralph Myrick (51), Craig Buchanan (57), Ray Loescher (57), Mike Brady (61), Vicki Schrecengost (67), Val Trent (70), Liza Eschbach (74), Mike Davis (74), Sean Lewis (77), Elizabeth McAllister (78), Stephen Schraedel (79), Gil Blankenship (81), Lynn Dunton (Teacher) ************************************************** >>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50) Just haven't gotten around to registering - am enjoying the quips however. Let me encourage some of the 46-50's people to get with it!! We are underrepresented with the news! Enjoyed Ray Gillette's (49) notes cuz I remember all you bad guys!! Also Don Fisher (50) - remember when we got kicked out of Chemistry class? In fact got expelled from school... I'm not telling what caused that to happen - but if you don't remember let me know and I'll send the details!! I suspect I am getting the news because JoAnn Cawdrey (50) is copying to me. Am I right BooBoo?? -Ann Pearson Burrows '50 ************************************************** >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) I wonder how many of your parents, as mine did, had the opportunity to buy land where Columbia Center is today for $1.50 an acre? Or, pick up land on Bombing Range Rd in West Richland for taxes? I know the principal at Jefferson Elementary School, Mr. Wilson, picked up a number of acres on top near the old bombing range for $35.00 a year. This was after paying back taxes on the land, which was very little. When I was teaching at Jefferson, he told me that I should look into more land for back taxes in that area but who in the world would have even thought that land would be developed. I looked at a four bedroom home in the Briarwood Addition for $140,500, this past week, and this was being built on a rock pile. The early developer of Meadow Springs tried to talk me into buying a lot in that area for $2500.00. I don't think you can buy a lot at Meadow Springs for less than $50,000 today. I didn't buy it at that time because I didn't have the money, neither did my parents when they had the opportunity. I imagine your parents, as mine, had their hands full supporting their families. Besides, after the war my dad believed that the government was going to bulldoze Richland and Hanford down and give it back to the farmers. I wonder what opportunities afford us now that our children or grandchildren will say the same thing? -Ralph Myrick (51) ************************************************** >>From: Craig Buchanan (57) To Rich Baker (58): I, too, was at 'D' Area working as a Utility Operator when Kennedy was shot and killed. I have fond memories of our days and nights of working on the Supplement Crew at the old production reactors, looking at the colored lights on the board at the old bus lot to see which reactor needed our assistance, and then getting on the rambling old bus to head out. Does anyone remember: 1) Lonnie and Lennie (55) Peterson during middle 50's? At our high school assemblies they would sit up near the top of the old girls gym and at the proper time during our Pep Assemblies, would walk from the top seating area of the gym all the way down onto the gym floor --- in the position of handstands (walking on their hands). The two brothers were weight lifters and at the same time very agile. Their father was a manager of one of the Campbell grocery stores, they later all moved to Spokane. 2) The "swimming hole" which the Army built for the Camp Hanford soldiers. Actually all it was was a rather large excavation (hole in the ground) that they filled with water. It was located on the east side of Stevens Drive about at the south border of Camp Hanford. It closed after only a short while because of sanitary reasons. 3) Larry's Mile High Cones located just inside the Kennewick city limits on the old Columbia Drive (which was the main highway between Kennewick and Richland in the 40's early 50's. A long wait in line was always the case if you wanted one of the famous ice cream cones, which did seem like it was a mile high. 4) The pool hall in the rear of what later became the Tahitian Room. There were about 6 or 7 pool tables there. I remember Dick Grabner played there quite a bit. 5) President Harry Truman visiting the city of Pasco, I believe it was when he was running in 1948. Some of us kids got too close to his car and were chased off by the Secret Service. A wooden platform was built for Harry to stand on and give his usual fiery speech ---- as only Harry could deliver. Remember, his moto --- "The buck stops here." 6) The old Windmill building next to the highway between Richland and the Richland Wye area. That road was at river level and was later replaced by the current raised road. Some of the old fences are still visible from the raised roadway. I recall a man working as an electrician at the mill got killed in the place. 7) The old telegraph office on Jadwin just north and across from what is today the Federal Building. The old gentleman who was the telegraph operator was a classic --- white hair and beard, I can't recall his name. 8) Early 50's, the barge which was anchored in the river at the bottom of Lee Blvd. What fun it was to dive and jump from. This was the days before McNary Dam was built and the river was quite swift. -Craig Buchanan (57) ************************************************** >>From: Ray Loescher (57) Max Sutton (57) mentioned the Pit. I wondered if anyone was ever going to write in about it. It was located somewhere between Kennewick and the "Y." Someone, probably the railroad, dumped a large quantity of light, marble sized packing material into a pit near the railroad. It seemed to me the drop into the Pit was at least 30 feet, but it probably was less. All I remember is that guys and gals were having a great time. Some even did somersaults and other fancy dives. I only jumped once! My family came to Richland in 1944. Our home, a 3 bedroom prefab, was at 409 Thayer Drive. I knew my bedroom was small, but I was a little surprised when I recently found out how small - 7' 7" square. I went to Marcus Whitman and Carmichael. Sure wish I could remember more of my teacher's names from MW. Wasn't C.C. Anderson's the only department store in town for a while? And who could forget the Saturday morning movies at the Village theater? For those Marcus Whitman kids. Anyone remember Howard Brandt? He has a Ph.D. in Physics and is now back east working on stuff like Star Wars. Hello to all you Bombers. -Ray Loescher (57) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (61) While were on the subject of Miss. Meachum, do you remember when she gave "brownie points" if you answered as question correctly? When she left the room to do whatever she had to do, we would run up to her desk and mark "brownie points" in her grade book. I don't think she was the wiser. -Mike Brady (61) ************************************************** >>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) Hi Everyone! I am amused at the reference to the Col Hi "oldsters", so here is a trivia question just for those prior to the class of '70 (hereafter referred to as "youngsters"). Anyone from the class of '70 onward who knows this answer should have his/her brain studied for excessive memory cells! This debuted in 1956 as the Space Commander. What is it? (Answer will appear tomorrow) -Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) ************************************************** >>From: Val Trent (70) Please put me on your alumni list. I haven't heard from anyone since the 20th which was a few years ago. Is there anything being planned for our 30th next year? Thanks. -Noah V. "Val" Trent, Class of 1970 ************************************************** >>From: Liza Eschbach (74) I have been reading Sandstorm for a month or so via a connection here at Univ. of Florida. I also read Kellie Walsh's (77) message re: women athletes in the 70s and sent a brief email to Darcy H. Many memories have been flooding back since those messages. The description of the situation by Laurie Hammak (75) has compelled me to a broader audience. First, to Laurie Hammak a profound and heart felt thank you. My one season of playing bball in high school with yourself, Judy, Jan, Gail, Debbie, as well as the sophomores (hey, my memory is a bit foggy) was a positive and memorable experience. As far as I know, Judy Bunch Knox (75) also went on to play intercollegiate volley ball at UW. Many thanks and kudos to coaches Cheryl Boatman and Pam Nelson. We played because we loved the game. We practiced in an elementary school gym. We had one uniform per player. We supplied everything else. Luckily, we were able to convince the administration (I used to visit Mel Schauer quite a bit) that the interest, talent, and dedication existed in the female population to expand athletic opportunities for women. Stats were not kept for whatever reason. Title IX was indeed the impetus for the resurgence of women's athletics in the mid 70s. Title IX was passed in 1972 and implementation was only commenced after innumerable lawsuits. One lawsuit involving WSU was settled around 1983. I was a member of that class action suit and aware of its progress by virtue of playing bball at WSU for two seasons (nope, no scholarship). I could ramble on, but will spare this audience my rantings. My two cents: There are/were female athletes, inadvertent activists in their own right, prior to the mid 70s who deserve consideration for the wall of fame as well. Sincerely, -Liza Eschbach 1974 ************************************************** >>From: Mike Davis (74) Smoky the Bear Often during the summers Dad would take the family on camping trips to different locations throughout the Northwest. One favorite place of the family was Wallowa in the northeastern part of Oregon. It was a beautiful place with lots of things for the families to do like go-kart racing, horseback riding, pedal boats, fishing, hiking, etc. Steve always felt that he was the outdoorsy type and enjoyed these family outings, roughing it under the stars, just him against nature. He felt he could survive in the wilderness because of his ability to live off the land. Just give him two sticks and he could make fire. Well, for this particular incident he added a gas can. Steve was up early one morning at Wallowa and decided to get the old morning fire going for the family as they still slept. He added some twigs to the glowing embers in hope that the twigs would soon be a crackling glow of hot flames. But the ashes were a little stubborn that morning and he was having difficulty in getting any kind of flame going. Steve must have thought to himself, “Hmmm? What would Smoky the Bear do in a situation like this?” Suddenly he had the answer. Pour a little gas on it and it should flame right up! That ought to do it. So he poured the gas on the ashes and the fire did flame right up! In fact, the flames went right up into the gas can! Steve quickly threw the can aside and the BOOM woke us all up. I guess when you are out in the wild with nothing to wake you up you have to make your own alarm clock! -Mike Davis, Class of 74 ************************************************** >>From: Sean Lewis (77) OK, a few remaining brain cells have been sparked by all these former Bomber mem'ries... Someone mentioned KALE. I can still remember the KALE - 96 jingle -- ever entrenched in my brain! Also, does anyone remember Mrs. Hosack (sp?) my Kindergarten teacher at Lewis and Clark? This would be around 1965. Also, was it Mrs. James, I believe, in first grade? I think that's right, and I liked her a lot. I also asked before about 2nd and 3rd teachers -- was it Mrs. Sutton? And Mrs. Smith, very pretty I thought with red hair??? Then I moved to Seattle for a few years and came back for 9th - 12th grades (fortunately!). Anyone remembering any of those teachers, let me know! Also, how 'bout a tube of Flicks at the Uptown, with double features and everything! I even remember those news reels before the movies, and cartoon shorts beforehand as well. Then it's off to Arctic Circle on an 85 degree summer night for a burger and a coke while your big brother tries to make you stay at least 20 feet away from him!... Oh, one more thing: Michael Peterson (77) is indeed getting back to the northwest this summer: he'll be at the Benton-Franklin Fair in Kennewick on 8/28 the day after being up in Waterville (had to check the map for that one!) northeast of Wenatchee for another fair on 8/27. He's also in Klamath Falls, Oregon on April 7th, I believe... Hey, Mike -- you're checking this site out -- you should be keeping us updated on your NW shows! More later -- see ya. -Sean Lewis / '77 ************************************************** >>From: Elizabeth McAllister McCardle (78) I can't remember much about the station ( it played the current hits) but I remember the theme song was KALE stick it in your ear -Elizabeth McAllister McCardle '78' ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) How many remember Maynard Ferguson's jazz band coming to Kennewick -- and getting blown away by his trumpet section? Some of the hot selections they played were: "Gonna Fly Now-Theme from Rocky" "Theme From Star Trek" - where he took the melody up an octave higher on the second chorus and ripped the paint off the ceiling with his double high c's -- most of the trumpet players of time had several "albums" -- yes "albums" -- of his, now I have some CD's of the same music, but they weren't available then. "Birdland", "Give it One", and "Macarther Park." I was in Richland in 97, I think for a funeral, and he just happened to be in town, and several of the Jazz band students got together and went for probably one last time to see "Maynard" as he is affectionately known. What a set of chops! He's the man with power. What Michael Jordan is to Basketball, Maynard is to jazz and high range trumpet playing. Once in high school we also saw the real live Count Basie... in 79, I think. It was like climbing into a history book. I didn't think he was still alive, but boy was he! Anybody remember these events? -Stephen Schraedel ' 79 ************************************************** >>From: Gil Blankenship (81) For Heather Carstens (88) - Heather, Im not sure about the sax section, but I believe the first time the Bomber Band did a Tequila dance was in Seattle in 80 or 81. To my recollection it was myself, Todd Merrill - who died in an automobile accident our senior year, and Brent Talbot. I believe that was also the year that we had the dueling 'Blues Brothers'. A couple of our band members dressed up as the Blues Brothers and danced around the basketball court at state finals. It was kinda funny because band members from the other school were doing the same thing. About Mr. Hopkins - I also heard that he was offered a principals job somewhere, seems like Wenatchee? Also for anyone interested - I'm attempting to scan photos I took during my bomber years (79-81). If anyone is interested in a 'photo' mailing list send me an e-mail. -Gil Blankenship 81 ************************************************** >>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher) I have been enjoying the "Sandstorm". It is fun to read the diverse perceptions of things remembered and I appreciated being reminded of things I'd forgotten. In today's issue Max Sutton (57) mentioned the aroma in the air of grape juice and mint leaves. AND the sandstorms — I remembered the sound of the sand on the hutments at Sacy. Don't know how I could forget that. Last week I was reminded of the Green Hut and frog legs. I also first tasted forelegs there. I appreciate the e-mail from students and friends. Today Vera Smith Robbins (58) mentioned Jim Smith. By coincidence the day before, my husband and I were reminded of Jim Smith by an article about baseball. We wondered what happened to Jim as we have about everyone we knew in Richland. Thank you, Laurie Hammack (75), for putting us in touch with your parents. I enjoyed your B ball story. We were delighted to hear from Jim Watts (54) who was unfortunately judged by his brothers. Anyone who really knew Jim enjoyed his intelligence, his loyalty, and above all, his sense of humor. Eleanor Roosevelt agreed with me about Jim, too. He was her escort when she visited Hanford and spoke at Columbia College. Does anyone remember Bob Galati. I don't remember which year he taught at Spalding. Sharon Tate (61) was in his class and in the movies he took of his class, even then, there was something sophisticated about her. Mr. Galati left teaching to go on a folk dancing tour with his wife. Seven years later they retired to give their four year old daughter a permanent home. He taught science in Fullerton for several years, produced several educational films on wild life and pollution (one film represented USA in Cannes Ed. film division) He wrote five books about World War II. His dedication to exercise and keeping his body in shape probably enabled him to be one of the few who survive hereditary dissecting aneurisms of the aorta. 15 years later, he is gravely ill. If anyone wishes to contact him, send me e-mail and I will give you his snail mail address. Students dwell in the hearts of the teachers for a long, long time. -Lynn Dunton (Teacher) ************************************************** OBITUARY Shannon Ibatuan Rogers (73) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/5/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Roberts (49), Don Fisher (50), Ralph Myrick (51), Dick Wight (52), Jack Moorman (54), Jim Russell (58), Carol Converse (64), Vicki Schrecengost (67), Joe Large (68), Sherri Fisher (74), Kim Molnaa (75), Karen Davis (76), Kellie Walsh (77), Paula Mulvey (79) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Roberts (49) Ray Gillette (49) prompted me to reply. I'm not too sure, Ray, where the other 49ers are. I too hope they will join us in cyberspace and share a laugh or two. I recall the cases of beer going to the drop point, the trash bins at the back of the grocery stores. I think Ray Sadler was one of our suppliers. I related earlier that Ray S, after imbibing a few, was skating at the Pasco rink and he was all over the floor, but never fell down. He looked like crazy legs Hersch out there. I didn't know your mother was the President of the HS PTA. You really were a bad boy! And, of course, PS and B's. Pimps, shrimps and bastards, as I recall. Not to be related to the more gentile group, the Par-A-Dice club. The PS&B's found more education in playing poker at your "A" house than going to school. There were also contests of some sort going on, but I would hesitate to describe. Besides, Ray, there was member Ray King, but I don't know the rest. Ray, you will have to enlighten us. Now the gentile Par-A-Dice club consisting of yours truly (they met at my "B" house on Goethals and Van Giesen), Phil Raekes, Rex Davis, Rem Ryals, Rufus Pederson, Royal West, Joe Wilson, Gary Nield and Mel Stratton actually had by laws drawn up by none other than future Judge Raekes. I still have a copy. Our favorite past time was to collect funds from door to door solicitation to help the youth of the community to stay out of trouble and then take the proceeds to a local drug store counter and have malts. We also decorated the basement of the "B" house, painted the walls, crepe paper streamers, corn meal on the floor, record player, etc., invited a few innocent girls and had a party. Any girls out there that might remember this? We were all so young and innocent, but we thought we were worldly. Next time maybe we can recall the nick names that mostly Phil Raekes gave to all of us. Are you out there Phil? You mentioned the challenge between the Hunt Point All Stars and the Thayer Drive River Rats. Remember where they were played? Dog Doo stadium, about a block or two west of the "B" house, a huge open grass park, on the south side of Van Giesen, West of Goethals.. We used the irrigation hoses for boundaries. I borrowed Chuck Crowders old foot ball shoes, about 2 sizes too big and after the game, my ankles were so sore, I couldn't walk for about a week. Finally, I know that Jo Anne Cawdrey is an honorary 49er member even though she was a '50 graduate. Jo, please tell us the story. Richard "Dick" Roberts, 49 ************************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) I need some help on this information: I was wondering if anybody knows about the person who was killed in the "48" flood, he was a student at Richland. I don't remember the circumstances, maybe somebody can help me on this. -Don Fisher (50) ************************************************** >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) For all those who knew Mary Gustafson or who had her as a third grade teacher at Jefferson, she visited with me at my home yesterday. She hasn't changed a bit. Still grandmothering everyone she comes in contact with. She is as busy now as she ever was in the past. The last time I helped her was with refugees from Yugoslavia. She gets them apartments, finds beds and bedding and what ever else they need. I taught with Mary and I just love her as anyone who came in contact with her. I tried to remember those of you who wrote about her but couldn't remember. If any of you want to send her a message, send it to me and I will see that she gets it. -Ralph Myrick (51) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Wight (52) RE: Truman's Visit to Pasco Craig Buchanan (57)'s comments about Harry Truman's visit to Pasco jogged a memory! His visit was in '50, and he was "stumping" for Democrats in the '50 congressional elections. A bunch of us kids from the Richland Civil Air Patrol cadet squadron served as his "honor guard" and stood by the steps of his speech platform and around it. I used to have a newspaper photo which showed several of us and President Truman. I think I recall Jane Rollison Hightower ('52) was clearly visible, as was I. Can't recall who else may have been there... Dick Meyer '51, Ken Payne '52 were a couple, I believe. Kay Mitchell Coates ('52) may have more info... her father was the senior CAP officer in those days, and I'm pretty sure Kay was there. I recall armed Secret Service people all around, including on the roofs of buildings in downtown Pasco. They weren't TOO conspicuous!!!! All wore black suits with red carnations in their lapels! Ha! Anyhow, it was quite a thrilling event for us Col Hi kids! -Dick Wight '52 ************************************************** >>From: Jack Moorman (54) Thanks to The Sandstorm for turning me on to my lost school Buddies and Friends. It must have been 47 or 48 years since I had heard from some of them. Going down memory lane I noticed different ones asking who remembered what. These are some of the things I remember. I remember Ramona living on my street, I always wanted to ask her out, but she seemed to always have an older boyfriend. She mentioned The Plunge. Ramona do you remember when we were in Jr. Hi (I think) and we had a class swimming party there? You or one of your friends had a swim suit with the top tied in the back and we were having a water fight and somehow the top was untied and fell down. I got slapped for it and the worst part of it was I had so much chlorine water in my eyes I didn't even get to take a peek. I think it was Roger Mikulecky who pulled the string. Another memory I have of The Plunge is hitch hiking over there to swim. Once Larry Murphy and I hitched a ride back with Kenny Owens (53) and we were going to buy him $1.00 worth of gas for the ride. He came sailing into the station and the ramp had just been washed down and was still wet. He was unable to stop and took out a gas pump or two. During all the commotion Larry and I took off running and didn't have to pay for gas and I don't remember what happened to him about the pumps. Officer Worrell has been mentioned many times. Could that be Freddie Worrell? I have a few memories of him myself. During '55 and '56 I had a '34 Ford and I must have kept him off everyone else's trail, he wrote me up 13 times. I'm sure he missed me when I went into the Army in Jan. 1957. Do I remember the pit! I took some younger fellows over there once who wanted to show me the pit and how they could do their dives etc. Shortly after that, I think it was Ron Dowda, Herbie Most, and I were having a few drinks and I thought I would show them the Pit. I had no intention of jumping I was only going to show them how to do it. But my vision was a little cloudy and I took one step too many and down I went. After falling for what seemed like 5 minutes, for some ungodly reason I opened my eyes just as I hit. I think what I landed in was cut up rubber bands and my eyes were full of it. The other guys had to come down the side and push and pull me back up to the top, and drive me home as I was unable to see. My Mom was everything but happy with me by the time she got all that stuff picked out of my eyes and nose. I'm not sure if she was madder at me for drinking or having to pick the stuff out. I also remember the Flume and the irrigation ditches. We would shoot the Flume on tubes and skied behind cars on the irrigation ditches. Once when I was pulling Alva Nevills (54) about 40 or 50 miles an hour, the rope hit a big weed on the side, and the next thing I knew, he was up on the road behind me, in the gravel. I just kept going and he managed to hang on until we came to a curve and he got the board partially back in the water before he fell off. I think it only skinned up his hands and knees a little. When it would snow we would tie car hoods on behind the car and use them for snow sleds. Once Craig Buchanan (57) and I were riding on the hood behind the car, I in a squatting position, and Craig standing behind me holding on to my shoulders. Everything was great until we hit a spot where there was no snow, the rope broke and we went end over end, with my face being buried in the sand by Craig as he flew over the top of me. From that day forward I was the designated driver. Oh the things we wouldn't do in the name of fun. I guess for now I will stop, but I have many more memories of things which my Buddies and I did. I never thought I would live to be older than 40 and I wanted to live a full life before I died. Everyone always thought I was heavy, but the truth was I just abused my body so much it swelled up and never did go down. Until next time. -Jack Moorman (54) ************************************************** >>From: Jim Russell (58) RE: teachers I have known and loved In Carmichael (1952-1955), we were introduced to a new concept: traveling from class to class, unlike the previous six (or seven) years of remaining in one classroom. This introduced us to a variety of teachers and teaching styles, all in the same school year. Here are a few teachers I met on my travels: Mrs. Wanda Lindblad (7th grade "homeroom"), who was my teacher for the second straight year (first as a sixth grade teacher then referred to as Miss Westerlund). She had married over the summer, and it was with some surprise and delight to find that "Mrs. Lindblad,'" as my assigned homeroom teacher, was one and the same. She made that transition from Lewis and Clark to Carmichael an easier one. She always seemed to be in a good mood, and created a friendly classroom experience. Mr. Robert Newlon, art, who, it seemed to me, overcame a severe handicap. He was albino and had very poor eyesight. Yet, he was able to instruct and create in an arena that you would imagine would take the use of all your senses! (I had a friend at the UW who majored in art (graphic design) who was color blind! I asked him "how can you tell which colors go well with one another?" He responded "I just memorized the color chart, and the rest is easy!") Anyway, Mr. Newlon somehow felt that I could accept the responsibility to be "clay monitor," meaning that I had the honor of keeping a watch on the amount of clay available in the garbage bin where it was sealed and stored. This was a messy job, to mix 50 or 100 lbs. of clay, clay powder filling the back room, as I emptied the bag, added water, and stirred with a large paddle until the appropriate thickness developed. Somehow, I felt that the "A" I received for my "artistic" efforts must be linked to the poor eyesight of Mr. Newlon. Mr. Bill Dunton, vocal music, gave me the confidence that with some effort, I could sing. I know that I was not the best singer around, but I enjoyed the class time, the humor and the hard work that we all shared as we prepared for regional and state competition. Mr. Dunton showed us all that he had a faith in our ability to perform, as he assigned us individual and group roles in many productions at Carmichael. I enjoyed his classes so much, I took them for three years. I sang in our church choir (Southside United Protestant) following those years through high school. Eighth grade homeroom was not particularly outstanding. My main memory of Mr. Ken Russell (no relation), is the smell of tobacco smoke. I believe he had moved on to somewhere by my ninth grade year. Mrs. Leola Black, ninth grade English, geography, history, was a pleasure. I actually began to understand how to diagram the English sentence structure. This ability has stayed with me and has proved to be extremely useless! I also enjoyed Mr. Alton W. Klucas, who visited the homerooms to teach science. For a very long time, I thought I was receiving a negative comment on my homework, when he signed off "AWK" at the top or bottom of the paper! Mrs. Nina Johnson, ninth grade algebra, was another favorite teacher. Her classes were run with a seriousness to the business of discovering the magic of numbers, but with the friendly encouragement of one who knew you were giving your best effort. Well, Carmichael memories are as much fun as Col-Hi. Go Cougars! Carmichael, that is. -Jim Russell (58) ************************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) TO: Craig Buchanan (57) - I, too, remember the old windmill. I had forgotten all about it. How many years has it been down now? Whenever I'm going on the highway, I always look over there and see the fences. Concrete slabs used to be there also. May still be, but hidden from view with all the foliage down there. I remember horses used to be down there also. I never knew that there was a road. Maybe I did when I was little, but have forgotten about it. Was the road the original highway? All for now. -Carol Converse (64) ************************************************** >>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S TRIVIA QUESTION: This debuted in 1956 as the Space Commander. What is it? ANSWER: The first remote control from Zenith. Congratulations to those who remembered. See how smart we all are? Ciao! -Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67) ************************************************** >>From: Joe Largé (68) To David Rivers (65) Dear Dave, I used to take Trumpet lessons from George Shelton at Kortens Music back in 1967-8. Dad and John LaChappelle used to get together and play Banjo or Guitar together. One time I bought a 12-string guitar and showed it to him. Man - HIS FINGERS FLEW OVER THE GUITAR, was I impressed!!! George and John used to play tricks on each other. One time John took a female mannequin and sat it, naked, in the men's bathroom, downstairs. John said George opened the door, took one look and just about dropped dead of a heart attack. John just about needed a hospital himself, he was laughing so hard! Is John or George still around? If they are, please tell them that Joe Largé, son of William and Mary Largé said HI! -Joe Largé (68) ************************************************** >>From: Sherri Fisher (74) This is for Ann Pearson Burrows (50) I don't know if Don Fisher (50) is interested in the details of being EXPELLED from school but Sherri Fisher (74) is real interested!! Tell me more! -Sherri Fisher (74) ************************************************** >>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75) Gary and've reminded me that growing up in Richland is rich with many fond memories... thanks, I forgot... To: Rhonda Jean Miller Williams (78) - I was reading back issues and particularly enjoyed your descriptions of memorable teachers. At Col-Hi I remember several... vividly. Ray Juricich was a master of gruffness and when I actually did begin driving with him I believe the only thing he ever said to me was "Molnaa, what are you trying to do, kill us?"... And who could forget Morley Paul playing his comb? Anytime we didn't want to actually do English, we'd bring up the sailing club or ask him to play us a tune. Does anyone else remember the ratty piece of waxed paper and dirty comb he kept ever ready for our entertainment pleasure??? We (Scott and I) told Morley that we were married, so he let us sit together (little did we know that we'd spoken foreseen the future - started going together in October of 9th grade and we're still together 27 years later!) And who could forget Joyce Larsen snorting and doing the amazing mathematic computations faster than we could enter the information into a calculator... Then there was Mr. Allen, perched on his desk in the squatting position... peering at us. He usually remained pretty calm unless you weren't READY for your turn at an oral presentation. I'll never forget the day he broke his pointer on Ed Hoff's desk and Ed's desk fell over - Mr. Allen was positively ready to explode and the look on Ed's face was priceless... woke the rest of us up for sure - from then on we'd fake it if we weren't ready so Mr. Allen wouldn't have a heart attack. Anyone remember Jim Rice walking around during class with his chukka boots with no shoe strings... shuffling around trying to be non-chalant and driving the teachers crazy? Jim was so good at that shuffle he'd walk into Albertson's and fill his gym bag with wine and walk out. Mina Miller, the art and humanities teacher was also one of my favorites... she had those little black half-glasses she was always looking over while trying (in vain) to get anyone interested in "art history"... for her birthday we made her a cake that said "eat me" on it... we were so obnoxious. Mr. Hepper was awesome - he expected the best and didn't take any of our crap... I suppose it helped that the entire class was made up of girls. Anyone remember how Cindy Wing could actually print faster than anyone else could take shorthand? It was incredible... I think she could print 90 words per minute and it was perfectly neat. And Eileen (?? - class of 74) who could type like a demon and had those incredibly long fingernails? Anyone else remember getting your grade raised for being in the row that had the most accurate pro football scores for the season... Mr. Elsenson (sp?) was such a fanatic!? Lauri Hammack (75) - thanks for the flashback on the incredibly athletic group of young women in our class of 75. Judy Bunch and Jan Bewlay were awesome... and Debbie Rolph, also very athletic, was the undisputed queen of the nation at baton twirling. It was so cool that she had this distinction and was from Col-Hi. And your observation of apathy - right on the mark for much of our class... I thought I was the only one who thought this because I was so "uninvolved"... And being reminded of regionals and state tournaments - was that fun or what? I'll never forget the "sea" of bodies in our communal room at the Davenport - I can't believe our parents let us do this with basically no supervision. It was great to have such an awesome basketball team that meant we got to have these experiences. Mike Neill ruled... what a stud. Junior high at Carmichael and elementary at Sacajawea and Lewis and Clark memories will have to wait for another day... Okay, Dad (Jerry Molnaa - 1952), it's your turn! -Kim Molnaa Privette (75) ************************************************** >>From: Karen Davis Scheffer (76) Laurie Hammock (75) - hello, I too remember the good old days of hoops with the other Bomber girls - 1974, I was a sophomore, then 1975, a junior with all the folks you mentioned - then 1976 - my senior year As I recall, and I will brag, all 3 yrs. we were good!!!!! I enjoyed playing the defensive post against Lisa E. - she was amazing and schooled me often. But thanks to her, I learned to be a bit tougher. Then my junior year with the quality core of Jan and Judy - that was incredible watching them play together and finally my senior year - well, we had fun. The long ball of Mitz and Mo and Tut and Foley and I among others - hey, we enjoyed ourselves and yes, girls hoops should get some recognition, as well as the other sports. Mitz and I had the best advantage and at times the others came over - but we had our back yard court, the infamous Davis court, to work on even in the off season - yes, those Bomber years of my participation in hoops will always be well remembered fondly. Good luck to starting some wall for the gals!!!!!!!!!!!! -Karen Davis Scheffer (76) ************************************************** >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) To Laurie and Liza - Gosh, it was great seeing both your entries in the Sandstorm. You are right, Laurie, the teams of 74 and 75 were awesome. So glad you brought that up. But Laurie, you were certainly no slouch. Being a JV'er at the time, I remember watching you, Jan, Judy, Becky, and Debbie play. And Liza, you were phenomenal on the court in '74. Thanks for writing in, and hopefully we can get those who deserve recognition a spot on the Wall of Fame. Anybody on the committee listening???? -Kellie (Walsh) Patterson '77 ************************************************** >>From: Paula Mulvey Noakes (79) Hi all, And hi again, Steve Schraedel (79)! Yes, I remember the Maynard Ferguson concert in Kennewick ... it was at Kennewick High, wasn't it? I remember getting a bit lost in Kennewick. I think I drove a couple of other kids over. I remember you went, I went, Mark Flesher, Will and Brent Talbot, a few others I can picture but whose names elude me (fading memory cells). I wasn't in band since the only instrument I play(ed) is the piano, but I remember that concert well. The band folks kept trying to corrupt me with jazz, etc. I must confess I did enjoy it. I also picked up a few Chuck Mangione albums (now collecting dust) over the years. So did my husband, so now we have duplicates and have to figure out whose is whose. Now I'm trying to remember what other teachers/ events I was reminiscing about with my husband. I remember Mrs. Davis (English), Ms. Raile (business/ typing), who still lives around here but is married and I don't know her married name. I did see her in the ticket line for last year's Barry Manilow concert, and then I saw her at the mall. I think she recognized me, but couldn't quite place me. I don't know how many years she taught after I graduated. Who else ... I remember Mr. LaBrecque, the biology teacher who reminded me of the prototypical "mad scientist" with his beard and lab coat ... what was his name? I'll have to dig out the annual and see. I also had Mr. Blankenship for government, the football coach (name eludes me) for geometry (yech), and Mrs. Gore for French one year. I enjoyed all those teachers. Some I learned more from than others, but isn't that always the case? Oh, the other day Mr. Deatherage was on the front page of the Tri-City Herald ... it was good to know he's still challenging his students the way he did 20 years ago! (Gosh, am I that old? Yep!) -Paula Mulvey Noakes '79 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/6/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers and one teacher sent stuff in: Betty Johnson (46), Don Fisher (50), Hugh Pickett (50), Craig Buchanan (57correction) Linda Houck (61), Paula Beardsley (62), Linda Sargent (67), Vicki Schrecengost (67), Noah "Val" Trent (70), Yvonne Ling (75), Maureen "Mo" Sullivan (76), Darcy Doyle (77), Stephen Schraedel (79), Carl Lorenzen (98), Dwayne Bussman (98), Lynn Dunton (Teacher) ************************************************** >>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46) I haven't written in for quite some time, but really enjoy going down memory lane with everyone. Some I remember, a lot I don't. To: Don Fisher (50) and and Carol Converse Maurer (64) The person who died at the "Windmill" was Vernal Neild. I think he graduated in '46 also. It was during the flood of 1948 and I believe his father owned the Windmill. If my memory serves me right, it flooded and he went in a boat to check things out. There was still a live wire there and when he got out of the boat was electrocuted. That road (from Richland to the "Y") was the original road and was down on the level of where the Windmill was. During the flood, and the dikes were built (they worked night and day to accomplish this), they also rebuilt that road to the level it is now. I was married by then and we lived in Pasco. At times, there was no road available to travel from Pasco to Richland, and once my husband went by plane to Richland to work where he stayed with friends and I stayed in Pasco with our baby. Keep up the good work, Gary and Maren. -Betty Johnson Bennett (46) ************************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) To all OLD Bombers: I hope no one passes on any secrets to my four kids. I still think of them as wearing diapers and on milk bottles. Not bad for someone only in his thirties. I can remember one teacher who let us football players lay our heads down on the desk during class because he just knew Rish over worked us. I don't remember the incident in chemistry class. Sometimes you are lucky being "30+"! -Don Fisher (50) ************************************************** >>From: Hugh Pickett (50) Enjoyed Ray Gillette (49) and Ann Pearson's (50) memories. Some of the beverages liberated from the Safeway store during the twilight requisitioning of Bomber students seemed to appear later in the evening around midnight at the midnight movies. People told me at the time that one or two beverage cans would fit into a popcorn box and provide relaxation to the teenage customers of the movies. Not that I have any first hand knowledge of this. The old swimming pool down by the Columbia river was so small it would hardly fit in someone's back yard today. There was no diving board, so we had to try to do our back dives. half gainers, jackknifes, and forward flips from a good running start. Occasionally when we weren't swimming at the pool we would go out to the irrigation ditch for a little exercise. We tried to surfboard from a 4 x 6 piece of plywood attached by a twenty foot rope to 1932 Chevrolet, running along the road at 15-20 miles per hour. I remember the hooky bobbying in the snow hanging on the bumper of a car. We would let go and drop off the car's bumper at a stop sign, after a nice little ride, up near Columbia High. I remember Ann Pearson as one of the good Swing / Jitterbug dancers. We had some excellent dancers in the classes of the late forties and early fifties. There was dancing at the youth center in the old recreation building and more of the same at the barracks which had been converted into a Teen club just down from Columbia High. -Hugh Pickett (50) ************************************************** >>From: Craig Buchanan (57) - CORRECTION The two brothers who did the hand walks were Gary (53) and Lannie (54) Wilson. Sorry about the mistake. Please correct in the next Sandstorm. Thank You. At our high school assemblies they would sit up near the top of the old girls gym and at the proper time during our Pep Assemblies, would walk from the top seating area of the gym all the way down onto the gym floor --- in the position of handstands (walking on their hands). The two brothers were weight lifters and at the same time very agile. -Craig Buchanan (57) ************************************************** >>From: Linda Houck See (61) This is a note to Don Fisher (50) regarding his inquiry as to who died in the 1948 flood. If I have my facts correct his last name was Neild (first name escapes me at the moment). His parents owned the Dutch Mill on the west side of the highway between Richland and the "Y". His parents were out of town when the flood hit and he went to the restaurant to see what he could save and was electrocuted by a hot wire while standing in the water. His younger sister, Judy Neild Zachary, graduated in 1954. She is still living here in Richland. Hope this answers your question. -Linda Houck See (61) ************************************************** >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) Hey all you Bombers looking for a place in history - have I got a deal for you. The East Benton County Historical Society set up a class reunion endowment in 1986 by classmates from Kennewick High School. All donations to the Class Reunion Challenge are placed in an endowment and only the interest from donations may be used for operations of the East Benton County Museum on Keewaydin Drive in Kennewick. The challenge was put out for all classmates of schools in Benton County to make a contribution equal to the amount of their graduation glass. For instance, Richland class of 1962 graduate would make a donation of $19.62. Donations from class members are added together vying to see which class can donate the most money. At present the endowment is over $6,500 and growing. The hope is that one day the endowment will permanently fund all operations of the Museum. Donations can be made to East Benton County Historical Society and should include the name of the school and the year of graduation. Mail your contribution to P.O. Box 6964, Kennewick, WA 99336. If you want to put Col Hi on your check, remember to put Richland also - there is a Columbia High in Burbank, WA now. Kennewick High school has made quite a few contributions and has the most in the endowment fund at this time. So far there are only 5 classes from Richland represented: 1934, 1936, 1939, 1942 and 1949. It is also appropriate that you could make contributions in memoriam of a classmate. I think it is time to put Col Hi ( or Richland for you younger Bombers) in the mix - I intend to write out my check for $19.62 today and mail it off. Let's let those folks at the Historical Society who are working so hard to preserve the memories we have been discussing on this site, know that Richland graduates care about our history too. Anyone care to join me? -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ************************************************** >>From: Linda Sargent Evans (67) TO THE CLASS OF '67 At our last reunion, everyone had a great time and we collectively decided not to wait another 5 or 10 years to get together again. We said we wanted to have a "Party in the Park" this coming summer - possibly with a D.J. or live music. I think this would be a really fun thing to do, and I'm willing to help contact people, etc. (or anything else that can be done from Portland). We need a "local" in Richland, though, to see about reserving an area of the park, look into music possibilities, etc. Are there any other volunteers who want to help get this event going? How about the same week end as some OTHER Bomber reunion?? Since '67 is between '64 and '69, how about either class of '64 (August 13-15), or class of '69 (August 20-22). Or even in conjunction with the '65 Yearly Gathering - EVERY YEAR the 2nd week end in August.... which would coincide with class of '64 (August 13-15) this summer. Does anyone know how to reach Francine Harkins? Thanks! See you this summer. Linda Evans (Sargent) ************************************************** >>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) Good Morning: Do any Carmichael alumni remember who it was that cut off the tip of his finger in the locker and walked up and handed it to a teacher? This was probably in '61 or '62. -Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67) ************************************************** >>From: Val Trent (70) As I read through some of the stories and comments, I realize that I missed out on a lot, but I still had tons of fun. Those were pretty innocent times in comparison to what we see today. Things that come to mind: Lewis and Clark Elementary - Mrs. Lamb - 4th grade. Awesome teacher. I don't remember much except that I really liked her. I don't know of anyone that didn't. That's where I first learned about fractions and that Gail Wheeler already knew them! By the way, Gail was one of those girls we were afraid of. She had brains and looks. Mr. Lane - 6th grade. Made a big deal out of publicly pulling the staple I'd punched into my finger so the girls would be grossed out. He pulled it out with what else? A staple remover! Then he decided to make an example of me because of some dumb comment I'd made, took me to the patrol room and slammed the paddle - with the holes in it - down on the bench a few times while I screamed as agreed upon. I did actually connect with that paddle a few times. 3rd grade - I stretched in my desk and broke it in two on one of my first days there. Major embarrassment. No extra desks for what seemed like hours. I stood out like a sore thumb. Playing at the Welsian pond. Fishing and catching tadpoles, then watching them grow legs. Playing in the tree belt (now apartments I think). Chasing that famous mosquito fogger. It's a wonder we're all still alive after that. We never missed one fogging. Sycamore ball wars and the welts after we were hit in the face with one of those spiked little balls. High school was a blur. It went by so fast. I worked at the airport every day after school when I was 16-17. Most of my memories are from there, but I remember a few teachers: Ms. Wiley - the day she put a Vics inhaler in her nose while on one side of the class and shuffled (she never really walked) all the way very slowly across the room with that thing hanging from her nose. I think we all nearly exploded trying not to laugh. I'm sure she's gone now. She was almost dead then. Briefhand and those nifty new IBM typewriters with the balls in them. Mrs. ??? English teacher - Short and as wide as she was tall. Mean. Particularly to me since my Mother had her as an English teacher when she was in school and remembered. Mom, are you reading this? She stopped me in the hallway once because I had an arm around my girlfriend. She decided that was not proper behavior. It went back up when she was out of sight. The roller rink - Every weekend from Friday night to Sunday evening was spent there. Great place for all of us. Mr. Bacon (Baconfat) owned it, treated us all like idiots, but couldn't pass up the free help he received from about six of us every weekend. The weekend that Merilee Rush and the Turnabouts played there we were allowed to be bouncers during the dance. I don't know what we'd have done if anyone had started something but we felt cool. Packing 15 kids into Larry Hutchinson's Studebaker Lark. The best place to be was on the bottom because there were only four guys in that car. That car was a limo, date machine, dune buggy, weed eater and everything in between. And finally the night I ripped Mom's entire muffler and tail pipe from the engine of the 59 Rambler, wrapping it around the axle going through the "puddle" down at the park doing about 50 through that 8 inch deep "lake". (It didn't look deep before I picked up the speed but there was so much water it came up over the top of the car) What a rush that was. I had to take the back roads to get home the car was so noisy. The police always looked for us kids and knew most of our cars. Submarine races -Mom, I'm not going to tell any stories here :) Bateman Island and skiing class in March! Never felt water so cold. That was a class experiment. Does anyone know the whereabouts of Georgia Fitzpatrick, Terry Marsh, or Linda Seals? That's enough. I really enjoy hearing all of your memories. They spark more of my own. It's amazing how many of the same memories we all seem to share. -Val (Valjean) Trent (70) ************************************************** >>From: Yvonne Ling Deshayes (75) Just wanted to let my classmates know that when I moved back to New Mexico in 1996, I decided to sit for my CPA Exam. Since my degree from WSU is in Economics, I had to go back and take accounting classes at UNM in Albuquerque for three semesters. Then I took the Becker CPA Review and sat for the exam the first time this past November 1998. I got my results yesterday and passed all four parts. I was - needless to say - excited! Thanks Kim Molnaa (75), Laurie Hammack (75) for your comments about the girls basketball team they were good! great! Jan and Judy should be in the hall of fame. My brother-in-law, Jim Thompson, just got in for Baseball. It would be nice if they recognized female athletes too. Those years were great for attending regionals and state. Would we let our kids today? It's great to read all the memories, thanks to Maren and Gary for doing this. -Yvonne Ling Deshayes, Class of 75 ************************************************** >>From: Maureen "Mo" Sullivan Fleischman (76) To Liza, Kellie, Karen, Laurie et all: Reading your entries prompted some great memories of volleyball and b-ball at RHS! Cheryl Boatman was such a great coach. Even from our sophomore to our senior year, I noticed changes brought about by Title IX, such as bumping the boys off the main gym floor for practices (equal time). Another thing that was really exciting was the time we played in the big gym vs. Pasco girls in place of the JV boys, right before the varsity boys' game. The gym was packed for the boys' game, as all Bomber-Bulldog games were. I was so nervous! Usually only a handful of people came to watch us play! As I recall, we won, but maybe that's my creative memory making a great story. Liza (or was it you, Laurie?), I do remember practicing at the elementary school - I had forgotten about that! My freshman year at Gonzaga, I was persuaded by a former Bomber, Lee Ann Nickola, to go out for the team. By the time I was a junior, the girls coming out of high school were receiving scholarships! Such are the benefits of Title IX! It was a pleasure playing with you all - thanks for the memories. While talking b-ball greats, I thought I would mention Chris Nickola, 68', a great all-around player. Also John Hollick (76') who was incredibly quick and had a great feel for the game. He broke his arm in his senior year, but had a good high school career! -Maureen (Mo) Sullivan-Fleischman (76) ************************************************** >>From: Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) To Liza Eschbach (74). Thank you for your email, your story of the fight your class of female athletes went through was great. Every step gets us that much closer! You're right, your team mates should be recognized too. Maybe the coaches can contribute since there were no stats taken. It would be great to go back as far as possible with the wall of fame for women athletes. Your efforts made our experience (class of 77) that much better and ours furthered future athletes as well. It would be great to hear from the coaches on this subject! To Sean Lewis (77), I went to Lewis and Clark too, I remember Mrs. Smith from Third grade. She was so nice! I remember that she was the first "grown up" to apologize to me as a kid... she impressed me with the respect she had for us dippy third graders. I remember Mrs. Glenn (5th grade) and Mrs. Lester ( 6th grade) too. Girls used to know that boys liked them in 5th grade by the boy running up and kicking you! Smooth! Of course the boy that liked me wore cowboy boots! I recently showed my 77 year book to my 9 year old son. I thought he would be impressed but it gave him a good laugh instead! He'd never seen so many white guys with afros! -Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) To Joe Large, of 68. I took trumpet lessons from George Shelton as well. He was quite the man, that George... we called him "Mr. Shelton," out of true respect. I was always impressed at his teaching approach. He would pull some music piece out of a stack of papers and ask me to play it. It seemed easy, but then there would be one phrase that would just stop me in my tracks. He would scratch his chin and look up into the corner for a few moments, then he would say, "try this," and he would explain some mental imagery or tell you some story that if you applied, [boy could he tell the stories] would just let you sail through that impossible spot in the music, and you felt like a hero. He would slap you on the knee and make you feel like you were the best in the world. He was genuinely happy for your success and progress. What a guy, Mr. Shelton. I miss him, too. -Stephen Schraedel (79) ************************************************** >>From: Carl Lorenzen (98) I'm not sure of the other men who worked to restore that reactor control panel that you have pictured on the "Bomber's in the Smithsonian" page, but one of them was my father, Jerry Lorenzen(??) an RHS graduate. -Carl Lorenzen (98) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [] ************************************************** >>From: Dwayne Bussman (98) This is to anyone who went to Jefferson Elementary and had Mr. Larson as a 4th grade teacher. I don't know if you remember as I do, but I remember that he had a magic bottle. He used to put a string down in the bottle and nothing would happen. Then, he had a magic glue and he would pour it in the bottle, or he would say, and the string would stick. I remember he said to come back after you graduate high school and he would tell you the secret. So, what I was wondering was, has anyone gone back to find out the secret. I have been doing some work there at Jefferson and I am going to try to find it out. Let me know if you know it or if you are interested in knowing it. I also would like to hear some other Jefferson memories between the years of 1986-1992, share them. Remember the wonderful concerts we did with Mrs. Baker in music class? My cousin just had her 3rd grade program, it brought back a lot of memories. How about the presidential fitness tests we had to do in gym class? What about the chili and spaghetti feeds? And the book fairs? There were a lot of memories. I know there are a lot more you might have. Let us know. -Dwayne Bussman (98) ************************************************** >>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher) Gary Tefler (61) reminded me of "South Pacific" at Carmichael. Randy Free (61) was singing "Honey Bun" and was very amusing but was a little puzzled at the sudden burst of laughter. Randy did not know a group of guys dressed in coconuts and grass skirts, had come on stage behind him, doing the hula. Randy laughed when he saw them but kept right on singing. Camp Pendleton and El Toro bases are not far from us so in the 60s some former Carmichael kids turned marine wannabes visited us (Roger Mudd (61), Randy Free and Arnold McAllister (61)). A note from Jim Watts (54) informed us Mr. Alton Klucas passed away in December, 1998. Mr. Klucas taught science at Carmichael. If you knew him you will remember how funny he was and usually with a straight face. Jim was an ardent Indian artifact collector and he reminisced about an expedition behind the "Twin Sisters" to search for petroglyphs. The trek was led by Jimmy Watts and Alton, Bill and I were his trusting followers. We didn't find the petroglyphs but we didn't regret the hike. Alton amused us by picking up a rock now and then "with a grand explanation of what kind of Indian artifact it was." -Lynn Dunton (Teacher) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/7/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers and one Son ofa Bomber sent stuff in: Barbara Barron (50), Dick Wight (52), Don Ehinger (54), Mary Lee Lester (58), Paula Beardsley (62), Peggy Lewis (62), Jim House (63), Larry Holloway (64), Terry Liechty (64), David Rivers (65), Spencer Houck (71), Carolyn Polentz (74), Patrick Noland (75), Dorothy Brodaczynski (84), Bob Bejarano (Son ofa Bomber) ************************************************** >>From: Barbara Barron Doyle (50) To Don Fisher (50) The young man who was killed in an accident was Vernal Neild, brother of Gary. His father was the partner of my father in ownership of the restaurant, The Dutch Mill. Several people went out to view the damage. He was electrocuted when he touched a refrigerator chest while standing in deep water. The electricity was still on. -Barbara Barron Doyle, Class of '50 ************************************************** >>From: Dick Wight (52) There were boxboys at Garmo's Grocery who did the same - that is, stuck an occasional case of beer on the end of the check stand then hauled it out with someone else's groceries and gave or sold it to a buddy. I thought I'd "purloin" a case myself once, and put a case on the end of the check stand. The kindly lady that was the checker at the check stand wasn't fooled at all... she advised me to return the case of beer to the stockroom. So I did. Sure 'nuf, all the other stock boys got fired. Garmo told me he thought I'd helped to reduce the beer inventory too, but since he never saw me, I could stay on. One summer I worked as a gardener and lawn cleanup kid for Mr. and Mrs. George Prout. Prout was the GE vice president who ran Hanford Works in the late '40's and early '50's, and later ran the nuclear sub construction outfit (Electric Boat) in Groton, CT. Anyhow, he entertained a lot, I guess, and had several cases of liquor in the basement. Temptation struck... I took a bottle of Golden Wedding bourbon and buried it in the garden, then dug it up another day. I took that whiskey to a party at Dale Meader's ('49) house. Don't remember how the party went! I got sick as a dog, and was delivered home by my "friends" and dumped over my back fence. I sure caught hell the next day! To this day, the thought of Golden Wedding whiskey makes me feel ill! Incidentally, the Prouts had me over to dinner in Groton in late '52 when I was attending Coast Guard radio operator school back there in Connecticut. -Dick Wight (52) ************************************************** >>From: Donald M Ehinger To: Craig Buchanan (57) I remember the two guys body pressing each other at one of the assemblies. One was a little bigger and more developed and stronger than the other. The bigger one picked the other up and did a standing press, at least a half dozen reps, like it was nothing. One of the girls sitting behind us made the comment that he had bigger boobs than she did, and as I recall she was a pretty healthy child herself. Also remember them walking around the perimeter of the gym on their hands and demonstrating other some other floor exercises. -Don Ehinger (54) ************************************************** >>From: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) To Jim Russell (58) We must have been in the same homeroom at Carmichael. I came from Marcus Whitman but my mother taught at Lewis and Clark. I see Mrs. Dunton had the news about Alton Klucas' death. I saw him every few years. He always remembered me and my sisters. He taught us math in 7th grade. Ken Russell retired from Hanford High as a math teacher. I think that was his first year of teaching when we had him. I'm planning to retire this year as a math teacher at Richland High so have truly stayed a Bomber. Love reading these stories. -Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) ************************************************** >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) to Linda Sargent Evans (67) and anyone else planning a trip to Richland this summer. The Richland Chamber of Commerce is holding its annual Cool Desert Nights the weekend of June 18 and 19th. For any of you who haven't been, it is really a trip down memory lane. Last year we had 300 classic cars in Uptown for the car show and they were awesome. This year we expect more and will be having two street dances at the turn around in Howard Amon Park - (Riverside Park to some of you). On Friday night we will have Men in the Making - a great group that does classic 50-60-70's music and on Saturday night we will rock the park with the Kingsmen of Louie Louie fame. If you want to join your old buddies and take a real trip down memory lane, plan to be in Richland the weekend of June 18-19. On Friday and Saturday night all the cars cruise George Washington Way from Uptown to Downtown for about an hour and a half. It is great to just sit and watch unless of course, you have a classic car you want to enter. Hope to see ya'll here. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ************************************************** >>From: Peggy Lewis Johnson (62) Have really been enjoying this> So where are you: Dick Fichter '62, Dave Pugh '62, Larsen Greninger '60 Cam Apgar '63 , My P.E. teacher who was so pretty, the McCoys: Grenada and her two brothers, What about Dawson Richards where everyone got their tuxedos and those twin girls in the class of '64 that had such wonderful long incredibly curly hair. Ray Quinlan? He was a friend of my cousin Bob Cowan '60. I found my wonderful friend Susan McGahey at [deleted for privacy] and wrote the longest email ever. That's all for now. -Peggy Lewis Johnson'62 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Twins from '64 are Shairyl and Thairyl Austin. They are not online, but are in the picture from our last reunion and that's on the web -Maren ************************************************** >>From: Jim House (63) Someone mentioned David Henry's Bomber pep band was expected to emphasize volume over music. As I recall they played some very lively tunes at the bball games. Although I probably never thanked my classmates for those weekend shots of adrenaline, I fondly remember being inspired by their performances. Who remembers Art Dawald’s special request? I myself would love the Peter Gunn theme again during tonight's walk. It would probably cause me to break into a run errrrr…. jog. Thanks pep band of 61-63! You were great!! -Jim House (63) ************************************************** >>From: Larry Holloway (64) To Don Fisher (50) Hello Don, I have not seen you in quite a while and had been wondering what you were up to? See what reading the Sandstorm does I didn't know when you worked at Siemens that you were an old timer in the Richland area. Been doing any fishing lately? Have you seen your old buddy Patricia lately? Everything's still the same at work. Well, better close for now. -Larry Holloway (64) ************************************************** >>From: Terry Liechty (64) OK, I'm just a little curious to see what everyone else received for an estimated I-131 dose. With all of us living in close proximity one would imagine close numbers. Mine was 223 mGy (22.3 rads). This was between 114 and 450 mGy's. Was mine higher than yours? -TKL ~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Mine was 586 - anybody else care to share? -Maren] ************************************************** >>From: David Rivers (65) Re: Linda Sargent Evans' '67 Party: The class of '65 took a group conscience when we heard that the annual car show and Rock 'n Roll Show (Cool Summer Nights) is being held the week-end of June 18-20 and has decided to change the yearly gathering this year to that week-end... that way we have built in entertainment. That is not to say that Les Brown's Concert with the Associations was not GREAT last year... in fact it was so good, it contributed to our decision to do the car show etc. this year. Rooms go fast and we've blocked ours out at the Hampton so you may want to set it up quickly if you want to hit that week-end with the '65ers! -David Rivers ('65) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Spencer Houck (71) Date: Sat Feb 6 02:05:17 1999 Add me to the list 1971 grad This is great to be able to finally find so old friends that I do not see at work. Found this from my sister who is working at the high school and is a '61 alumni. Thanks -Spencer Houck (71) ************************************************** >>From: Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74) Jim Russell I was glad to see your mention of Mr. Newlon. He was my home room teacher in the 7th grade. He was quite distinctive with his light blue eyes, thick glasses, pink skin and white hair. He was a very calm person in the midst of a lot of hormones! He handled one situation in our classroom very diplomatically. We had a student in class - Mark Domarotsky (who I believe still lives in Richland and should be on-line!) - who was quite a "cut up". Quite a few students used to complain about him, and one day Mr. Newlon decided to meet the issue head-on. He had Mark wait out in the hallway while he had a discussion with the class about tolerance and acceptance. (That's my memory of it, anyway!) We all felt slightly ashamed. Mark, on the other hand, didn't seem to suffer at all from the humiliation of being singled out. He stormed back in the room after our talk and told us all (in a very loud voice) how lame we were to pick on him! He did quiet down just slightly after that incident, but remained pretty much the same throughout his high school years. Actually, I have many more memories of interactions with Mark, but I'll have to wait to share! -Carolyn Polentz Burnham, Class of 74 ************************************************** >>From: Patrick Noland (75) 1st grade - Christ the King when JFK was shot. It's funny, I remember it plain as day, but high school days are fairly blurry... -Patrick Noland (75) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Dorothy Brodaczynski Badri (84) Date: Wed Feb 3 21:37:11 1999 Hi fellow Bombers! I ran across this site when I was searching for schools in Washington and thought I'd drop a line to say hello to everyone. This is a great tool to meet up with former class mates. Thanks for creating this site. :-) -Dorothy Brodaczynski Badri (84) ************************************************** from the Bombers Memories page Guest Book: >>From: Bob Bejarano (son of a Bomber) CLASS YEAR: N/A DATE: Sat Feb 6 11:33 WHERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS SITE?: Surfed On In WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS SITE?: Great Job COMMENTS: I didn't get to attend Columbia, but my Mother did. Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55). My uncles did also, Tom Hughes('56), and Howard. I sure miss Richland. I was born there in '59, and lived there till I was 7. I now live in Bullhead City, AZ. I'm in the mining industry. Just thought I'd say hello. I remember the following of mosquito fogers on Newcomer Street. -Bob Bejarano (son of a Bomber) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/8/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: Joan Eckert (51), Sandra Atwater (51), Grover Shegrud (56), Jinnie Eckert (58), Rebecca Lester (60), Terry Liechty (64), Joe Largé (68), Kathy Hartnett (69), Stephen Schraedel (79) ************************************************** >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) Seeing Dick Wight's (52) memory of his bout with Golden Wedding whiskey jolted my memory bank. Sally Stone, Yvonne Linares and I (all class of 51) were to babysit Sally's sister's children out in North Richland. Can't remember how we were able to get a pint of Golden Wedding, but it was the cheapest we could find. During the evening we kept taking nips from this (straight) and suddenly it was all gone. We each accused the others of having taken more than the allowed sips. We decided that whoever couldn't walk the tiles in the kitchen in a straight line was the guilty one. Whether or not that really did determine who actually was the guilty party, I was the one who couldn't navigate. Then to further implicate me, I kept passing out. Sally's sister came home and somehow we convinced her we were okay to drive home. Sally and Yvonne, in their infinite wisdom, (or maybe to get even with me!) stopped at the drugstore and bought me a vanilla milk shake. You can imagine the rest! I was so sick. My dad had just completed digging out the rest of our basement ("F" house) for a bedroom for me. I somehow made it downstairs and oblivion. As luck or the Gods of punishment would have it, my folks took a trip the next day, leaving early and leaving me in charge of the little urchins (7)! I had a world class headache and really suffered. I'm sure my little charges suffered as well! To this day, just talking about Golden Wedding makes me nauseous! -Joan Eckert Sullens '51 ************************************************** >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Just read something about Garmos in the Sandstorm. Does anyone remember being on a softball team that Garmos sponsored? -Sandra Atwater Boyd ----------- 1951 ************************************************** >>From: Grover Shegrud (56) To Craig Buchanan 57 - I remember you and your older brother Courtney (I think) as competitors in the neighborhood open area games. We lived in the same block as you, Tom Hughes, the Moorman girls, the pierce sisters, and a bunch of others. You mentioned the Byers family but do you remember the concerts the neighbors got when the Byers boy(s) would practice on the front porch? To Jack Moorman (54): You also got in on some good neighborhood times when visiting your cousins. To Don McKenzie (56): I seem to remember the Little family moving to South America and the kids finishing up high school a year or more early. I was amazed as I just about didn't make in the regular 12 (could my spelling have contributed). Anyone hear what came of them after leaving Richland? Someone mentioned the railroad insulation jump above the "Y". My last jump was when I reached down to get out and found a boulder someone threw down and I just missed (some of us take a while to get smart). enough for now -Grover Shegrud (56) ************************************************** >>From: Jinnie Eckert Stephens (58) Our daughter Tracy Richter is a wonderful teacher at Carmichael, which is where her father attended. I on the other hand had the distinction of attending the first year that Jason Lee opened and then going to Chief Joseph. But I get off of why I wrote. Tracy mentioned that they are planning a 50th year anniversary celebration for Carmichael. So anyone interested should maybe look into it this week. -Jinnie (58) ~~~~~~~~~~~ [WHEN is the Carmichael reunion?? Do they have a web site up? If so, let me know the URL and I'll put a link to it from the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site. -Maren] ************************************************** >>From: Rebecca Lester (60) Returned to live in Richland about a year ago and just recently found out about this fun news place. Will be getting married next Sunday Feb 14 to Bud Cleavenger from Kennewick. Any friends out there are welcome to attend or write or call me. I am staying at my mother's Mary (Lester) Thompson who some of you probably had in 3rd or 6th grade at Lewis and Clark. We still live where she was then just a couple of blocks from the school. The wedding is at 2pm at the Richland Church of the Nazarene, 2500 Jericho Road, just off Queengate. Lived in Canada for 25 years, mostly in Vancouver, B.C. Had my own medical recruiting company. Interesting to be back. I forgot how windy it can be or is it worse this year? More later. -Rebecca aka Bunky ************************************************** >>From: Terry Liechty (64) I was reading some of the oral histories of the downwinders that are kept at Gonzaga University in Spokane. The most interesting was one given by Mr. Scott Woodward. (httlp:// ) In his narrative he says the following. "I remember in third grade, one of the neat things was we got dog tags one day, the teacher handed out dog tags. Every student got a dog tag. We didn't have a television in our house yet, but somebody down on the corner did and one of the TV programs that was on a serial basis was about W.W.II. So I kind of liked W.W.II, that was my early interest in history and now I had dog tags, just like a G.I. You know, I put 'em around my neck and I thought that was really cool. I asked the teacher, I said, 'Why do we have these dog tags here?' and that teacher just said to shut up '; which I had a lot of education like that '; and just proceed on. It wasn't until in the fourth grade my fourth grade teacher explained to us that if there was a nuclear attack the dog tags may be the only thing left of us by which we could be identified. " It is funny to me how or memories of the same thing are all different. As I recall it, not that mine is any more valid than anyone else's, a company offered ID bracelets and dog tags for purchase through the schools. I know my folks bought the bracelet that I wanted. It had, as I recall, name, address, any allergies (to drugs I presume) and religion. I wore the thing for a couple of months and then stopped wearing it because it was a bother. I am curious to see how others remember this incident from grade school. -Terry Liechty (64) ************************************************** >>From: Joe Largé (68) To Jim Russell (58), Dear Jim, Yes, there used to be an Ernie's Restaurant. I believe that was the one that was in the Thrifty Drug store near the Uptown Theater. My mom worked as a waitress there for quite a few years. His specialty was the Crab and Shrimp Louies. My mom learned how to make them from him. They were delicious! Mom said he was the kindest man to work for. Also, the Tahitian Restaurant, near Western Auto, etc., later became the C & L Tahitian. I remember their Mai Tai cocktails over there! They came with little umbrellas and I think were served in coconut shells. The food was good. -Joe Largé (68) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69) So I've been reading this thing religiously every evening when I drag home from my restaurant, kind of helps me unwind and get a few chuckles. Why, I ponder, don't any of the '69ers write in?? Then I realize, like myself, many are probably too tired to do more than read and remember!! Would like to hear what's up with a few more of you, not to be over looked were great e-mails from Jerie, Gay, Lucy and Nola, also Mike, thanks for the info... still hunting for Ginny O'Bryen and Nancy Dutton. Anyway, I know it was the late '60's and chances are the are a lot of "hazy" memories, but there's got to be some of the class who didn't spend lunch hour in the parking lot and remembers something!!! We do have a reunion coming up this summer! On to things remembered, yesterday's letter about Truman's visit in 1950, blasted a memory from the past... JFK at Hanford in maybe 1960-61? I remember driving out to what I was sure was restricted area and waiting for hours with neighbors and family to catch a glimpse. It may be childhood memories or one too many news reels, but the desert wind blowing his hair and the sun causing his eyes to squint is very vivid. My memory has me just out of touch, but with a clear awe-struck view of the man we knew would fix everything. Then of, course, a few short years later, 8th grade at Christ the King, hearing a lunchroom full of kids go instantly silent, when the loud speaker crackled the news we'll never forget. I believe anyone old enough ot remember that day, knows exactly where they were when they heard. Anyway, I truly do love all the great memories that are dredging up, even the street names make me remember people and situations. As for teachers, who remembers Mr. Welsch? the vice-principal, late '60's? Maybe because I spent waaaay too much time in his office! He was great. Okay '69ers, lets have a little input here, as I remember it was a co-ed class... whatever happened to some of the mouthy guys? i.e. Len Parrish, Rich Sinclair, Jim Demiter? Or maybe that was just in Mr. Lujan's spanish class Que?! -Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69) ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) Someone mentioned hookybobin': My brother and I were 15 and 14 when we first moved to Richland. We lived on the corner at 1332 Hunt, just across from the park [name?] East of Geo-way. One night, during a snow storm, we went looking for something to do. He asked if I'd been hookybobin' before. I had not. Well, we made our plan to jump behind the next car to come by. No good candidates came, so we set out to scout one up. A few minutes passed and we heard a neighbor -- 2-3 doors East -- fire up her engine, so we ducked into the bushes figuring that we'd catch her as she left the driveway from a dead stop. Hey, you've got to admit, we were safe-thinking Scouts, trying to be safe about this whole deal. She had one of those loop driveways, that just curve around. As she began to pull out, we dove for her bumper. But she spotted us! As soon as she got out on the road, she slammed her car in Reverse and spun her tires as if she was intending to run us over. I was glad it was so slick that she couldn't catch traction, because it took us a few seconds to catch on... and as I thought it, my brother said it, "She's angry!" She seemed to become more agitated by the fact that she couldn't run us over, and began spinning her tires in Forward, then Reverse, Forward then Reverse again. My brother and I agreed that the next time she went into Drive, we'd give her a little push and make for the trees and basically disappear through a few yards. We did and she finally left... in a huff. All of this happened in about 2 mins -- kind of a time warped experience. Such was my initiation into hookybobin'. Needless to say, we weren't cured for long. We made other attempts. One of our favorites was mom's motor home. I don't know if we ever told her this. It had the perfect bumper and there was no way she could see us! Once my brother and I were both back there bobin' along down Hunt, and Mom was in a hurry for some reason - I guess most mom's are. Anyway, my brother, Anthony, had the wiseguy idea that he would try to ski behind me as I held on. What actually happened was that I almost did the Chinese splits [and I couldn't stretch that far] while hookybobin' behind this motor home with my brother's weight on top of me. I was in pain, screaming for mercy, he was laughing his head off. But you know older brothers - they think that you were born just for them to practice pounding on. -Stephen Schraedel (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/9/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 17 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Ann Pearson (50), Gail Henderson (53), Bernie Qualheim (56), Tom Hughes (56), Betty McElhaney (57), Denny Damschen (62), Ron Cowgill (62), Lorraine Ward (63), Vicki Schrecengost (67), Mina Jo Gerry (68), Mike Franco (70), Brad Upton (74), Sherri Fisher (74), Kim Molnaa (75), Brenda Fisher (74), Karen Russell (78), Jenny Smart (87), B.J. Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50) Just thought I would send along for those who knew Conrad (Connie) Lautenbacher - think he went to Jefferson Grade school, then Chief Joseph, graduating from Columbia High (don't know what year). I was in contact with him while he was stationed in San Diego and we discovered our mutual high school. He is now a three star Admiral in the US Navy and stationed in Washington DC - If anyone wants his address let me know - he is Deputy Chief of Naval Operations (Resources, Warfare Requirements and Assessments). Also there was an article in the San Diego Union Tribune newspaper a year ago called "You can go Home" and would you believe it was written by one of the Clement boys from Thayer Drive. I couldn't believe my eyes when I read it - can't remember his name, but his uncle was Caroll Clement (50) who played basketball and I was told he now lives in Utah. -Ann Pearson Burrows (50) ************************************************** >>From: Gail Henderson Renner (53) Re: Missing cloth from Mrs. Meacam's man torso I have a feeling that the event wasn't the only time it happened. When did Mrs. Meacam retire? Does anyone know? -Gail Henderson Renner (53) ************************************************** >>From: Bernie Qualheim (56) Does anyone remember a teacher named Calvin Blair at Col High? I think he taught History and Current Events. I remember we used to listen to the McCarthey hearings during class everyday. I always thought he would end up in politics. Does anyone recall him and what happened to him? What about teachers at Carmichael: Mr. Sullivan, Warrick, Jantz, Bonjourni (sp)? -Bernie Qualheim (56) ************************************************** >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) Grover Shegrud (56) mentioned the ball games in the common areas along Thayer Drive. I remember Bill Everett (56), Grover and Terry, myself , my brother, Mr. Everett and several of the other Dads. We played softball out there every chance we had. Grover, do you happen to remember Billy Everett's catchers mitt that had no pocket in it? I could just bat the ball down to the ground, never actually catch it. About the insulation at the pit. Someone got the clever idea of getting several truckloads of the stuff and putting it in the pole vault and high jump pits. It was a lot softer than the sawdust that we used before but it stuck to everything. We would finish practice every night coated with the red granules. Trying to get them out of our hair was horrible. -Tom Hughes, Class of 56 ************************************************** >>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) To Joe Large (68) Ernie's Restaurant was where Ray's Golden Lion is now located. It was owned by Ernie McVicker. My Father-in-law was the chef there until his death in 1953. You didn't say what years your mother worked there. To Jerry (59) and Jack (54) Moorman: I sent a card to my brother with a dollar and also made one for my sister to send with a dollar. Still haven't heard from him so he is probably down in Mexico. -Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) ************************************************** >>From: Denny Damschen (62) Dose estimate is 279 mGy. ************************************************** >>From: Ron Cowgill (62) I, too, have been sitting on the sidelines, enjoying the trip down memory lane, and would like to share a humorous event. First let me say thanks to Norma Loescher Boswell (53) for her understanding and guidance in what I believe was her first year teaching at COL HI, my Junior year 1961. With the likes of myself, Bob Irwin (62), Bill Gabel (62) and Russ Sybertz (62) in one classroom. I'm sure it made you question your choice of profession. After having been given a class assignment of an oral report, the above mentioned wailed mightily. Why did it have to be oral? Why not a written report? This was a ploy. What we really wanted was to negotiate the subject matter. We won and everyone in the classroom would be giving a report on what we thought we knew best.... cars and the things that make them cool. Imagine the possibilities: lakepipes, headers, babymoons, chopping, channeling. Oh yes, this would be a cake walk. The subject of cars however created a panic in fellow classmate, Aileen Hayward (62). She knew nothing about automobiles and asked for our assistance. We saw the humorous possibilities and began extolling the virtues of.... MUFFLER BEARINGS. Aileen innocently wrote down our ramblings of just what this fictitious part accomplished and how no auto could run without them. On report day we howled as Aileen delivered her speech. We groaned when the grades were handed out. Aileen's B+ overshadowed our lowly marks. -Ron Cowgill (62) ************************************************** >>From: Lorraine Ward Shelby (63) I've been listening in since this started, but haven't written in before. Moved to Richland in 1955 and attended Marcus Whitman for part of 5th grade. Does anyone remember Mrs. Thogmartin? Moved to Benton City for the rest of 5th through 7th grade, then back to Richland and Chief Jo for part of 8th grade, transferring to Carmichael mid-year to finish 8th and 9th. Then on to Col Hi for Sophomore through Senior years, graduating in 1963. There was a ceremony for the incorporation of the City of Richland that was held out at the Officers' Club north of town sometime between September of 1958 and spring of 1959. I played clarinet in the marching band and played for the ceremony, but can't remember if it was with the Warriors or the Cougars band since I transferred that year. Does anybody know when this took place? Also, who was the band director at Chief Jo? I remember Ken Hughes from Carmichael, but have forgotten the Chief Jo teacher! Also, a note to Jim House (63). Thank you for the comments on the pep band between 61 and 63 while you were playing b-ball. Actually, the director was David Harry (not Henry) and he was great! He was partial to the big band sound from the 40's and as I recall, we played a lot of good stuff - not just the typical pep-band repertoire. Glad you enjoyed it cause we sure enjoyed watching you guys play b-ball. Is Susie Shaver (63) on line? Didn't you play the piano for chorus at Carmichael? Also, I was impressed when Dwight Phelps had you demonstrate your perfect pitch by singing a brand new piece of music without any accompaniment! Who remembers the english/literature teacher who read "Winnie the Pooh" aloud to the class? Was that Col Hi or Carmichael? My favorite teacher was Georgia Burns, Steno. She did a tremendous job preparing us for professional business positions. So much for now. Will come up with more questions to jog memories later. -Lorraine Ward Shelby (63) ~ (By the way, I married Ron Shelby (59) in 1964 and we are still in Richland) ************************************************** >>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67) Hi all! A HUGE thank you to Terry Liechty ('64) for FINALLY clearing up the mystery of the dog tags for me! My mother presented me with mine about 2 years ago but had no idea why we had them. I guess when you're little you just take everything at face value. I, too, thought they were cool to wear around my neck! Kathy Hartnett Mitchell's ('69) memories of JFK's visit to the Tri-Cities also jogged my memory. I don't recall seeing him at Hanford, but I do remember being at Pasco airport to meet him. Huge crowd. All for now, -Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67) ************************************************** >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) In reply to Terry Liechty (64): My memories of the dog tags are pretty much as yours are. The only thing that surprised me was to find that my religion was Protestant and not CUP, where I went to Sunday school. And about the Tahitian Restaurant, Joe: We kids always knew when mom and dad had gone for chinese, which they did every few weeks when dad was on swing, because they would have swollen eyes the next morning from the msg. I couldn't wait to be a grownup and go get take-out in the middle of the night. I remember going there for dinner before one of the formal dances with Mike Daling (68) and being so awed about the stars on the ceiling and the dim lights in the back dining room, the Tahitian Room. I thought we were really hot stuff. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Franco (70) To Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69).... "whatever happened to those mouthy guys..." ... I can help a little here (being kind of a "mouthy guy" myself!!!) Rich Sinclair (69) is living in Yakima... I haven't seen him for a few years but he is the same Rich.... Len Parris (69) is in Woodinville (I think).... peddling lattes among other things.... Demiter (69), I don't know where he is... would like to know.... also, '69ers: Where is Jack Ham and Pat Mki these days, or Big John Anderson (aka shifty Thrifty)? And this event coming up the weekend of June 18 in Richland.... can class of 70 folks show up or do we have to be REALLY old.... as in 65????? -Mike Franco (70) ************************************************** >>From: Brad Upton (74) I feel like one of those people you hear on talk radio... long time listener, first time caller. I'm a long time reader, first time writer. When I first graduated from EWU in August of '79, my first teaching assignment was on a long term substitute basis back at my old grade school (Spalding) for my old grade school PE teacher (Ken Olson). Ken had been impaled and nearly died during the summer in a construction accident so I took over the first month of school. What a strange experience. I don't think I'd been back since I left. My 5th and 6th grade teachers were still there (Miss Faust/Mrs. Elliott and Mr. Anderson). After I addressed them both as Miss and Mr. they both laughed and said, "You can call me Dorothy/Craig now." I said, "No, I can't." Anyway, I now had the keys to Spalding and could go everywhere I wanted to go back when I was in grade school! I went up on the roof and walked boldly right into the once forbidden teacher's lounge! The best part was going into the little room off the gymnasium where the patrol boys kept all their gear. I climbed up onto the top of the helmet case and found my name in huge letters where I had left it 12 years earlier! I eventually taught school in Pasco for 7 years. Richland was the only school district that didn't interview me out of college. Still too many people around who remembered me. -Brad Upton (74) ************************************************** >>From: Sherri Fisher (74) To: Don Fisher (50) There is just no way that a "please don't tell my kids" plea is gonna work. This is the 90's, Dad. If you want your name to stay out of the news you have to offer an incentive. Just like I'm sure if I offered a $5.00 cash bonus for any really juicy stories about you (starting with being expelled), I'd get enough dirt on you to ensure a nice retirement for myself. Of course I'd never do that. I'd rather you just told the truth, you know fess-up. And saying you don't remember isn't gonna work either. Remember I can always call YOUR MOTHER and get the whole sordid details. -Sherri Fisher (74) ************************************************** >>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75) We moved back to Richland in 1968 (lived in Podunk, Montana for a year) and lived for 3 months in Perkins Court in an "A" house. That court had so many people in it! I later came to know many of them, but that summer I hadn't been in school with any of them. I remember the following families: Cones, Magulas, Rices, Vandenburgs, Morrells, Bullocks and Whites - and just down the street was the Kafentzis family... and my Mom was depressed about having four kids!! My brother, David, and I would walk across the park to Mayfair or the drugstore that was by Mayfair... what was the name of that drugstore? Dave and I stole our sister Karis' pennies from her piggy bank - yup we had quite a goodie-filled summer ... until Dad found out! Just before school started we moved to 211 Craighill (where my parents still live - a "B" house) which is across the street from the park. We lived next door to the Bolkans (Lee taught at Carmichael and I think Sybil taught at Spalding?). Chris Bolkan's stereo blared most of the time and Brenda and I became fast friends. My teacher that year, and a friend of the Bolkans - 6th grade at Lewis and Clark - was Jerry Lane. I saw in a recent issue someone remembered Mr. Lane (hacks anyone - never got any, but overheard a few)... he was such a great teacher - the perfect blend of patience and temper. And another name, Skip Nussbaum (65), came up too... he was a student teacher in my class with Mr. Lane. All the girls were madly in love with him. When we weren't throwing spit wads or having squirt gun fights behind our lifted desk lids, we were pretty much drooling (girls anyway!) What a great year that was - learned a lot and had great teachers, too. To: Yvonne Ling (75) - I remember you being a fine tennis player also... I took tennis in summer school - I was already at school anyway getting yelled at by Mr. Juricich, so I figured I might as well make a full morning of it! -Kim Molnaa Privette (75) ************************************************** >>From: Brenda Fisher Sponholtz (78) To Ann Pearson Burrows (50): Yes, Please tell ALL on Don Fisher (50) being expelled from school. This daughter (Brenda Fisher Sponholtz -78-) of his would like to know. Dad says that he can't remember this ever happening. He says that he was a GOOD student!!! Please let us know. Thanks. -Brenda Fisher Sponholtz (78) ************************************************** >>From: Karen Russell Walley (78) I have been enjoying reading all the memories. Does anyone else notice that most of our vivid memories are when we were little kids? I am a native of Richland and so is my husband Glenn. Bob DeGraw (66): Glenn is your cousin. To Paula Mulvey Noakes (79): I also have dreams with the floor plan of Mayfair in them. To Stephen Schraedel (79) said "I remember Karen Russell" -- I have one very ratty copy of "O Star of Bethlehem". I think it belongs to the music dept. One of my favorite memories of RHS was caroling with the swing choir. We actually had snow that year. Glenn and I are raising our family here in Richland. We loved it as kids and we love it still. However, our teenagers are Hanford Falcons. I do feel pangs of guilt for that one. -Karen Russell Walley (78) ************************************************** >>From: Jenny Smart Page (87) Are the winds we're having this winter anything like the "termination winds" from the early days of Hanford we learned about in History class? I've lived here for 25 years and these seem to be pretty awful... Thanks for sharing your wind-blown memories. -Jenny (Smart) Page (87) ************************************************** >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) I read all of the stories with great amusement and thought I would add a couple from two of your former Bombers. They were our neighbors for over 30 years. I'm talking about Greg and Rick (67) Slater. Greg as you know, those who know him, is pretty close to genius, and he was always doing something that was as funny as could be. One time when our family was on vacation he spent the whole 2 or 3 weeks that we were gone cutting out and pasting on the outside of our house those tiny tiny sports scores in the paper. Of course they were hardly visible to the naked eye so he got tired I guess of us not seeing them so he "found" one of them one day and then the search was on. They were all over the place and years later when Steve was painting our house he would find them in the most unlikely places. We enjoyed that joke of his for many years. Rick was over one day and he and Karen made themselves peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. Rick must have been a "rookie" at making his own sandwiches because he didn't put any jelly with his and first thing you know Rick was choking. I opened his mouth and pulled that sandwich out of his mouth and he always told people that Mrs. Davis saved his life. Rick, as you all know died just as he had finished medical school, he was in his residency, I believe. We all miss him and "Bear", our son, very much. They were both lights in our lives. -BJ Davis (Mom of Bombers in '71, '72, '74, '76 and 2 in '82) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/10/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Don Fisher (50), Wayne Wallace (50), Tom Hughes (56), Max Sutton (57), Laurel Nielsen (62), Betsy Fox (63), Peg Wellman (66), Tedd Cadd (66), Steve Piippo (70), Clark Riccobouno (71), Dave Trent (75), Holly Chamberlain (76), Karen Davis (76), Dave McAdie (79) ************************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) To everybody who reminded me of the electrical death at place in trees during the flood of "48". Thanks, I knew it was a family restaurant. But old age and memories is catching up with me. -Don Fisher (50) ************************************************** >>From: Wayne Wallace (50) To Don Fisher (50) Could this "incident" have occurred at Lewis and Clark in the 7th grade when we went to school half days? Our basketball mascot was a little noisy.... remember? -Wayne Wallace (50) ************************************************** >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) I guess the Old Man syndrome hit me when I said the ball games were on Thayer. They were in the alley off of Stevens Drive one block north of Sacajawea. -Tom Hughes, Class of 56? ************************************************** >>From: Max Sutton (57) To Bernie Qualheim (56): I remember Mr. Bonjourni from Carmichael. He was my 7th grade home room teacher and also taught P.E. I believe. My recollection is that he left to become a Secret Service agent in Wash. and I lost track of him until recently. He has a law practice in the city of Kent, WA. now. Can't remember for the life of me who told me that. It might have been George Stephans (58) our dentist. Anyway that's the only one of your queries that I can answer. -Max Sutton (57) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Laurel Nielsen (62) Date: Tue Feb 9 00:11:26 1999 Hi to everyone! This is great...I'm just learning about the world of E-Mail. Elaine Wyss (62) - are you out there? Would love to hear from you. -Laurel Nielsen (62) ************************************************** >>From: Betsy Fox Vance (63) Any bridge players out there? Ron Richards (63) and myself (Betsy Fox Vance) have discovered online bridge (playing bridge in real time w/people from all over the world) and we have been playing a lot online between Montana and Colorado. Any other RHS alumni interested in joining us? Maybe we could find a duplicate game somewhere. Hi to all my old -- keyword ...OLD,,, 1963 classmates. Where are the pictures of our classes at Jefferson school in '55, '56... on up? I don't have any - but would love to see one of Mrs. Craft's 1st grade classroom -- 2nd -- Mrs. Lingenfelter --3rd -- Mrs. Price --4th - Miss Howard --and 6th --Mrs. Gilman. The 5th grade one was great. Does anyone remember putting their feet in the machine at David's shoes at the uptown and looking at their bones through that cool green light -- which, as it turns out, was emitting about a bazillion diodes of radiation? (does radiation come in diodes? If it doesn't, it should!!) Water skiing off the sand dunes of the upper island? Riding in the dryers of the laundromats? Cruising Zip's -- forever, it seemed. Being in drill team with Mrs. Burns.... Awesome memories. Hope that life has treated you all with fun and good things. -Betsy Fox Vance (63) ************************************************** >>From: Peg Wellman (66) Just a note regarding J.F. Kennedy's visit to Richland. My recollection is that he came to dedicate N Reactor, and it was only 2 months before his assassination - Sept. 21 or 22, 1963. We all got out of school and headed to the Area. The rare opportunity to legally pass the gates into that mysterious place was almost as exciting as my first presidential siting. -Peg Wellman (66) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Tedd Cadd (66) Date: Tue Feb 9 19:06:39 1999 Hi... I've been hearing about the site from a few friends and took the time to visit. I've enjoyed the memories section and have a few things to add there. Add me to your list somewhere. (As in the annual? Theodore L Cadd - '66) Tedd ************************************************** >>From: Steve Piippo (70) In response to Mike Franco (70) regarding whereabouts of Jim Demiter: he is healthy and alive in Richland. His daughter graduated last year from RHS and his son is a senior this year. Good kids. -Steve Piippo (70) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book >>From: Clark J Riccobuono (71) RE: Find please Could anyone help me find these three people? James Allen Andersen 1971 grad Peggy Andersen 1970 grad Lana Pfiefer 1972 grad -Clark Riccobuono (72) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest book: >>From: Dave Trent (75) Date: Mon Feb 8 23:53:21 1999 Heard about this from my brother (class of 70) and just checked it out for the first time. Will be back often. Your work on this web page is much appreciated. -Dave Trent (75) ************************************************** >>From: Holly Chamberlain (76) I, too, remember going to see President John F. Kennedy when he was at Hanford. He was there on September 26, 1963 for the start-up of the N Reactor. The N Reactor was a "dual purpose" reactor in that it was capable of producing weapons-grade plutonium (and other "special nuclear materials") but also produced steam for generating electricity. Kennedy had been a major supporter of the project, which grew from, among other things, Eisenhower's Atoms for Peace programs. While at Hanford, Kennedy was given a "magic wand" with which to "turn on the reactor." The following November, he was assassinated in Dallas. -Holly Chamberlain (76) ************************************************** >>From: Karen Davis Scheffer (76) Mom---BJ DAVIS I can't believe you told all these people that Rick Slater and I went into the kitchen and made peanut butter sandwiches when we were younger and he almost choked - YOU know that can't be true!!! YOU must of made the sandwiches because, Mom, you never let me in the kitchen and that is why I am such a raunchy cook to this date!!!! And my husband will never forgive you for that!!! :) Anyway, as I recall or was that the time that Rick tried to wash it down with apple juice and he couldn't and the juice came squirting out his nose? I miss that guy a lot - so many excellent memories of growing up on Tinkle Street with the Slaters next door and Mitz in the rear house. Anyway - MOM, how about teaching me some tricks in the kitchen - many know that cooks don't get much better than you!! -Karen Davis Scheffer Bomber 1976 ************************************************** >>From: Dave McAdie (79) To Jenny Smart (87) Imagine these winds full of "sand" from the un-irrigated and un-developed desert of those years - not to mention all those Government houses with no trees and/or yards. I remember after we came here in '75, there were a couple of huge "blows" that looked like a wall of dirt was coming. I can only cringe with the feeling of being sand-blasted by those winds in the 40's and 50's. Today we get a lot of dust, but I'm sure the grit content is way down compared to then. Even so, I am about tired of the wind - this last year has been unreal. I now live in South Kennewick, and the wind never stops!!!!! To Karen Russell (78) We lived around the corner from you on Geo. Wash. Way (between Benham and Comstock). Say hi to your sister for me. -Dave McAdie (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/11/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Delores Raffety (49), Don Fisher (50), Ralph Myrick (51), Lee Johnson (54), Tom Hughes (56), Jim Hamilton (63), Peg Sheeran (63), Gene Bumgarner (70) Kathy Thompson (70), Mike Franco (70), Stu Osborn (71), Sean Lewis (77), Gene Trosper (84) ************************************************** >>From: Delores Raffety (Yale) Leonard (49) Hi Wayne Wallace (50); Remember Delores Raffety of '49. Lived close to you, as I recall. Have some great pictures of us at Clear Lake Dam with my folks. I lived with the Jones on Barth. Where are you now? I live in Kennewick, doing lots of volunteer work with Kadlec. Glad to see you on the Sandstorm. -Delores Raffety (Yale) Leonard (49) ************************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) To Wayne Wallace (50): The only thing I can remember of Lewis and Clark was singing with you on the stage in the gym, watching the high school football team work out (they weren't the Bombers yet) and the good teachers we had. I also remember the old car you had with the hole in the foot board (water puddles were fun to run over). Driving up toward Yakima on the old highway and the other car with the long trunk. It seems that I was always the driver in that car since you could get into the trunk from the inside and as my daughters know that I'm always the designated driver (so pure and sweet). To other Bombers: In 1949 at Thanksgiving time 4 or 5 of us hiked to the top of the hill that was located to the south of town, this hill is where some classes tried to put an "R" and their year of graduation on the hill side. It was foggy where they put the "R" but we kept going all the way up to top. In those days there were no houses and the railroad line to Yakima was till there also a high power line at the bottom that had a gravel road by it. I was working at 100 areas when the Kennedy come here, we made the trip over to "N" to see him and shortly after that we closed down and I went to "N" reactor to work. -Don Fisher (50) ************************************************** >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) To Clark Riccobuono (71) Clark, I bowl with your Dad. Yesterday, I bowled a 225 and was feeling pretty smug when the PA system announced that Riccobuono just rolled a 265. What a guy. I don't believe I respect anyone more than I do your Dad. He inspires all of us to bowl our best. You probably knew my mother Ola Myrick. She sure thought a lot of the Riccobuono family. -Ralph Myrick (51) ************************************************** >>From: Lee Johnson (54) Just happened to think of an incident at Carmichael. Digging into the archives of my not so good mind, I recall a shop teacher by the name of Mr. Helgeson (not sure of the spelling). He had a paddle that looked like it could be used as an oar for a row boat. Anyway, one day, one of the boys in the class did something that required one whack with this huge paddle. Mr. Helgeson made a big production out it and made the offender bend over and grab his ankles. Then - with a Joe Dimaggio wind up - Mr. Helgeson let loose, waaaaap!!! I thought the kid was going to fall over on his face. Now, nobody knows for sure if this boy was the perpetrator of the dastardly deed that I am about to relate or not, but many do. During the nice weather Mr. Helgeson rode a bicycle to school and left it outside with all the other bikes. Trusting that all people were honorable and nothing would ever happen to his property. Well, was he ever wrong. The word had gone out that something had happened and that if everyone wanted a good laugh they should gather around the bicycle rack after school was out. When I arrived, there was a big crowd and everyone was looking at the American Flag and laughing. I looked up to see for myself... and there it was, up on the pole just under the flag was Mr. Helgeson's bicycle. I was not there when he went to retrieve it as I had to catch the bus. But, I later heard that it got away from him and it crashed to the ground. -Lee Johnson (54) ************************************************** >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) Grover Shegrud (56) reminded me of others who played in the Stevens Drive Ball games and were in the neighborhood. David Rivers (65) may not remember but while we were living in the "A" house, David's Mom and Dad, (Bert and Billy Rivers) had just moved to town and there was no housing for them. We let them move into one of our bedrooms for several weeks or months until they got a house of their own. People did a lot of that in those days. We didn't know them at all but that made no difference, they were family. My Mom and Dad kept in touch for years after they moved to Las Vegas and Bert was working, I believe , for the city of Las Vegas. -Tom Hughes, class of 56 ************************************************** >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) So I'm just sittin' here, using some of that horse hoof paste (like the late Gaylor Bolton used to eat) to stick red construction paper on this shoe box for the valentine exchange. I've cut out some really bitchin' hearts, even one cut from a paper cake plate doily. This is a thing of beauty, I could possibly be the valentine box Poster Boy. This year I'm going to put my name on the box, cause one year I didn't do so hot without it. In fact if Pook and Osgard hadn't have put their gum in there, I would have been zip for February. Jerry Taylor used to go back in the coat room and put the arm of your coat around some girl's coat, and claim you were some kind of an item (.....sittin' n in a tree....). Someone - I always suspected Plows - blew their nose on my coat sleeve when it was hanging up back there in the 3rd grade. That was when I put the curse on him, and it stuck. Don't believe me? Have you ever seen his knees? We used to get those stupid valentines, that were like sixty for a nickel at the dime store. As I recall, you had to cut them out, sign your name and stick 'em in an envelope. Unless you were Kenny Wright, who would write some romantic drivel and sign someone else's name and stick it in some young tomato's decorated shoe box. He would then sit back and wait for the sparks to fly. Thanks Ken. I later heard from someone (OK, it was Mary Margaret Collins), that Pinhead Stephens sent special valentines to girls he liked, although Rosemary Qualheim is the only one who continues to bring it up in normal, civil and polite conversation. As I recall the story, he didn't always wait for Valentines day either. Did guys give Valentines to other guys? I don't recall. Not that there would have been anything wrong with it. If there was some darlin' you were sweet on and you had deep pockets, off to Thrifty Drug for a more expensive (a dime), one-of-a-kind card and maybe a box of candy. Not having deep pockets then (or now), I'd go the bus depot and play the pinballs and share a cigarette liberated from a parent with another of the Southend's Finest. Dixie Cups, some Kool-Aid, a cupcake decorated with those stupid hearts that tasted like soap on top and the requisite spudnut were the "treats". A couple games of seven-up, where you put your head down on the now sticky desk top, and valentines day was over. This year, the always lovely Miss Nancy ('65) and I will be spending Valentines Day with the DeJongs and Boehnings at Mt. Bachelor. Hope they're up for some games of Seven-Up, I still like it, 'cause you don't have to tape your ankles. You know, I think those Valentnes were where the girls learned those sappy things they wrote in my Annual each spring. Like "Best of luck, whoever you are" and "Love Ya". -Jim Hamilton (63) ************************************************** >>From: Peg Sheeran Finch (630 To Betsy Fox Vance (63) and Other Drill Team Members: Yes, I remember the drill team and our pleated skirts and cool sweaters. But a big memory is the time we marched to "The Stripper" while taking off our gloves ("?seductively")... I thought it was so neat then, but I wonder now how some parents must have felt about that choice of songs and choreography. It was fun, though, wasn't it? P.S. My husband, Dick, says he'd love to pay bridge with any of you. Let us know. -Peg Sheeran Finch (63) ************************************************** >>From: Gene Bumgarner (70) To Holly Chamberlain (76): You mentioned a "magic wand" that President Kennedy used to start the N reactor. After N was shut down and HGP had no steam, me and a fellow worker from WPPSS were sent out to HGP to get "the wand" the chair and podium that the president used. we took it to the headquarters of WPPSS and I last heard it is stored somewhere at the old WNP-1 site. -Gene Bumgarner [70] ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Thompson (70) Please add me to the list. Graduated in '70. Currently living in Richland. Up and coming reunion is near at hand, I would be happy to help put it together/on. Don Fisher (50) is my best neighbor - he takes our trash bin to the street to meet the happy truck riders from the city (trash day). Happy Valentines Day to Don Fisher from both, Mother and myself. Hello with fond regards to all. -Kathy Thompson (70) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Franco (70) I, too, went to see Kennedy when he visited. I was in the scouts and we were charged with handing out programs. Just when Kennedy was to arrive we were allowed to crouch down in the sand in front of the front row of seats for those AEC (and other) big wigs. Kennedy (as I recall) arrived in one of two or three large choppers. I thought he flew in from Moses Lake or one of the other Air Force Bases. Anyway when he finished speaking he came down the steps from that tall speakers stand and headed for the crowd to shake hands.... I got the first handshake.... HONEST!!!! I have never forgotten that moment.... I thought this guy must be a movie star.... just a few months later, he was gone.... I, too, would like to hear how Peggy and brother Jim Anderson are doing.... Crigler, do you know? And thanks Steve Piippo (70). -Mike Franco 70 ************************************************** >>From: Stu Osborn (71) How many of you watched "The 60's" (two-part TV special) last Sunday and Monday night [NBC]? Do you remember what you were up to around then? Here's what I found to do in Richland during those years... Maybe a few of you were there... * Midnight movies on Halloween night at the Uptown theater (One show was "Masque of the Red Death" - Vincent Price) Cost $1 or something like that. Always brought chains with me and wore my Dad's leather motorcycle coat and leather Harley "police" cap. No one there I knew recognized me! Got out of the "greaser" phase when I met my HS sweetheart... * There were a few "rumbles"... Tom Brush (71), someone else and me against, Mike Daigler and Mike Freeman (71), I believe - (we lost) resulting in a big black eye for me and sneaking out of school early all that next week: I still remember that shiner I got after a Bomber football game when I was in Jr. High delivered by either Mike Daigler or Mike Freeman, one of those guys. Couldn't see who wacked me but I think it was Daigler. Surprised us near George Prout Memorial (the Big) pool and ended up ploughing me with a roundhouse... We all snuck out of school early all the rest of the week to avoid detection on the way out. (I'm sure someone can tell me who 'George Prout' was. After that night, I suppressed that from my memory.) * Lots of people probably remember Mr. Faddis'es 9th grade Gen. Science class: Had only one hand (arm?) but his hacks, with that smooth, green, holy, shaved-down Major League baseball bat were delivered backhand with such force that it took your breath away and stung for hours (Side-note: His hack was the only one I ever got. Hmm... must've lernerd something...) * The ever-present "Unboat Races" put on by local radio stations billed as a "build-your own floating device" contest for the weirdest boat and the quickest time from Horn Rapids to the Columbia river via the Yakima river. Many stories to tell there but... All for now. -Stu Osborn (71) ************************************************** >>From: Sean Lewis (77) I asked this once a few weeks or more ago, but didn't hear much about it, so I'll try again: does anyone who graduated, oh, from 1975 or so on remember attending the "Richland Day Care Center" in South Richland (on Comstock -- I still remember the address: 814 Comstock)? My mom designed and built it in about 1964 or 65, and we lived in the "house" on top of it. It's still there, as many of you may know. In its time it was quite state-of-the-art, with kid-sized everything in it, full-service kitchen with real meals (!), a day-sick room, etc. I guess if no one remembers going, it's a good sign because that might mean that they were home with one of their parents instead of in day care! Anyway, I thought I'd ask again. I remember it being a pretty busy place. One time I remember we all had to go across the street to the park because there was a bomb scare -- any chance any one of you alumni know anything about THAT???? Thanks, -Sean Lewis, RHS Class of '77 ************************************************** >>From: Gene Trosper (84) TO Dave McAdie (79) who wrote: "Even so, I am about tired of the wind - this last year has been unreal. I now live in South Kennewick, and the wind never stops!!!!!" The dust storms are perhaps the one reason I will probably not move back to the Tri-Cities. As a child, I was plagued with allergies and asthma. The winds made life absolutely horrible for me. My teenage years were much better because my body reacted better and I only got mild asthma from them. I even remember the piles of sand that would get in the windowsills of my house. Since living in Southern California for nearly 10 years this August, I have come to really appreciate the ferocity and unrepentant nature of those dust storms. We have "Santa Ana" winds here, but they are NOTHING compared to the winds of the Tri-Cities. I just have to deal with the wildfires and earthquakes! I remember when I first moved to California, the air was so still, it was eerie! I was so used to CONSTANT wind. I don't know how I would react to being back in the Tri-Cities and having to deal with one of those seemingly week long winds. -Gene Trosper (84) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/12/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Ann Pearson (50), Wayne Wallace (50), Nancy Fellman (62), Kathy Hartnett (69), Phil Jones (69), Steve Piippo (70), Linda Smith (72), Mike Davis (74), Stephen Schraedel (79), Tim Lippert (79), Donna Fisher (80), Jenny Loper (87), Jenny Smart (87) ************************************************** >>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50) To: Ralph Myrick ('51): Is the Riccobuono bowler friend named Phil by any chance? ************************************************** >>From: Wayne Wallace (50) To: Delores Rafferty (49) Yes, I remember you and your brother and sister. I lived in the east end of a "B" house at 407 Comstock. Erlene Sipe's family lived in the west end and your "F" house was behind them. After high school I spent 4 yrs. in the Navy. Most of the time on board ships. Returned to the Tri-Cities and have lived in Kennewick since 1955. My wife Elva McGhan (50) and I both retired from Westinghouse in 1989. We are happily enjoying retirement. Good to hear from you. -Wayne Wallace (50) ************************************************** >>From: Nancy Fellman (62 Sean Lewis (77): You remember your mom owning the daycare on Comstock. My brother owned the daycare for many years - sold it a few years ago. I certainly did my time there helping my brother run it after he got it in the "divorce". Guess who the director was? Carol McGee (Mike (John) McGee's wife Class of 62. Small world, huh? When we sold it it was called Rainbows and Sunshine Preschool and Daycare. I was entranced by the little teeny tiny toilets and all the murals on the walls. The apartment upstairs was converted to take care of babies and toddlers. It's still operating.... when I was a little girl I lived on Comstock until halfway through Kindergarten when we moved to a ranch house on Chestnut and then all us Fellman kids went to Marcus Whitman. My father built some of the child sized furniture for the daycare when my brother owned it and when we sold it I kept one of the little picnic tables to use for my grandchildren.... now 5 of them, and one more on the way next month. Bet there are lots of Bomber children out there who went to that daycare. My brother is John Fellman '68. His boys, Trevor and Tyson Fellman all did their time at the daycare. Trevor is a Bomber, class of 97 or 96. -Nancy Fellman (62) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69) Okay, so I'm helping my grandson go through the 60 for $1.00 (inflation, J.H.) packs of valentines for his class, and yes they do send them to the other boys. As he struggled with whether to give the one with the "heart balancing seal" or the "cupid mounted flying pony" to his best girl "friend". Memories came flooding in of possibly one of the most embarrassing moments of my young childhood. Having gone to Christ the King for all of my formative years, with most of the same people from 1st through 8th, you pretty much knew where you fit in in the social caste system. In about the 3rd... maybe 4th grade, I made the unforgivable mistake of crossing that line. The classes were huge , 48 kids vs. 1 nun.... we didn't have a chance! It was an unspoken rule that everyone sent everyone a valentine so no one was left out, some of us did it in hopes of raising our social standing. Anyway, there I sat with my box of 50 cards, how was I to know that by the time I made it to the last classmate, the last 3 cards were "I love You" cards. I won't reveal his name... he knows who he is (maybe), but the embarrassment I still remember when everyone opened their cards he leaned back in his chair with such a look of confused disdain, looked at me like I was a idiot, I melted faster than the dixie cups of red Jell-O we all waited for. Kids are so cruel, marked for life, I still don't send Valentines. Just kidding, luckily my grandson ,even at 7 is in the top part of the social ladder (it unfortunately does still matter!!!) But having shared this story with him, hopefully he'll handle it differently... probably not. Hugs & Kisses to the class of 69'....even you, Jer. -Kathy Hartnett (69) ************************************************** >>From: Phil Jones (69) Mike Franco's (70) recollections of Kennedy's visit and handshake are great. I remember not attending the speech but enjoying the pictures in the paper. I do remember being in the office at Carmichael one Friday morning and hearing the news over that big radio there, that Kennedy had been shot. I vividly remember the mood in the office. I returned to my classroom and the news soon came over the intercom a few minutes later. That entire week-end was amazing, culmination in Oswald being shot on TV and the funeral procession with John-John's salute. I can't remember what I had for breakfast last Monday but I remember those details like they were yesterday. -Phil Jones class of 69 ************************************************** >>From: Steve Piippo (70) Franco (70) - Steve Neill (72) tells lots of 'true stories' about you. We are looking for a new principal here at RHS- Neill would be excellent! Check out the 'wall of fame' next time your in town. -Steve Piippo (70) ************************************************** >>From: Linda Smith Davis (72) to terry Liechty (64): i believe that tucked away in a box somewhere are my dog tags from grade school. my brothers were both in the navy and i too thought that the tags were cool. i wore mine off and on for a year or two. mine had to have been issued at a later date-in the early 60's as i didn't graduate til 12 years after you. i also remember the year we were dismissed early from school. we had to hurry home or if your parents both worked, to a designated home with an adult present. when arriving at the home the adult had to sign you in and note on a paper exactly what time it was when you arrived. for those that lived too far away or took too long to arrive, they were designated to homes closer to the school. you were to be able to reach the designated place with in 10-15 minutes. in case of nuclear attack they wanted us with family if possible- i guess to die together! remember the nuclear drills with the sirens the first monday of each month? remember ducking under the desks with heads down and one arm over you head til the clear siren went off? yeah- that one didn't take us past 3 grade before we knew that one wasn't going to help much in a nuclear attack, but they still had us doing it til junior high. -Linda Smith Davis (72) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Daivs (74 Regarding Mike Franco's (70) comment about getting the first handshake from President Kennedy when he came here: I, too, was out there that day and after he shook Franco's hand he looked at me and said, "Hi Mike! How's the family?" -Mike Davis, Class of 74 ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) I did not attend elementary grades in the Tri-Cities, yet we have fun memories of grade school in Florida. For instance, was there such a thing as snowcone days? It was held as a fund raiser for I don't know what - possibly for new PE equipment - hut here's how it worked... It was held weekly, provided there was sunshine, of course. The school admin would call parents asking for volunteer help. If your mom got to be in charge that week, all your friends would enviously say "wow, you're so lucky," because you got to help and were privileged to have a few free snow cones. Some would buy a snow cone for 5 cents, eat it on the way home, then run back with more money. Some would buy two, one for each hand and they were delicious and cool in the hot Florida sunshine. Cherry and Rainbow flavors were among the most popular. -Stephen Schraedel (70) ************************************************** >>From: Tim Lippert (79) To Dave McAdie (79): The wind may blow down there but it beats the heck out of the traffic and rain up here in Seattle. Actually I used to love the wind at home. You could fly kites almost all of the time. Another plus, go get a skateboard and a real big jacket, preferably your dad's (assuming you are 10) and put it on. Grab hold of the bottom edge and put your arms over your head, when a gust hits it you are really moving. Makes me wonder if someone from Richland invented windsurfing? I've seen mention of rocket launches in the past. Does anyone remember Mr. Wooley's rocket club at Marcus Whitman? I remember someone made a scale model of the Saturn V and it was huge. I seem to remember that you had to be licensed to launch the rockets? Or was that an early attempt to keep us youngsters from going out a blowing ourselves up? That's it for now. -Tim Lippert (79) ************************************************** >>From: Donna Fisher (80) What I have been hearing about my dad (Don Fisher - 50) and his wild days at school, I think he should be taken off the Wall of Fame and put in the 'WALL OF SHAME". Also, found out tonite my sister, Sherri Fisher (74). is calling his Mom to get the scoop on being expelled from school, can't wait for that. -Donna Fisher (80) ************************************************** >>From: Jenny Loper Buchanan (87) I'm so glad that Jim Hamilton (63) brought up the game of seven-up! I've asked other people who attended grade school here, and so far no one else knew what I was talking about. I don't know why exactly I remember it so fondly, but just thinking about it makes me smile! Thanks, Jim! -Jenny (Loper) Buchanan, class of '87 ************************************************** >>From: Jenny Smart Page (63) To Dave McAdie (79): I sure can imagine these winds with sand... we currently live in West Richland (yeah, I know "Falcon" territory... but I'm hoping for a re-zoning because of the new elementary before my kids are that old), near the edge of "civilization" and my house is constantly being pelted with sand. Undoubtedly it was 100x worse 50 years ago, but this really stinks! If Richland wasn't flowing through my blood, I'd be thinking about moving! -Jenny Smart Page (87) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/13/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today's Trivia Question: How many participants (randomly selected from birth records) were in the Hanford Thyroid Disease Study? Answer: Tomorrow ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: Elva McGhan (50), Ralph Myrick (51), Ramona Miller (54), John Gile (66), Kathy Rathjen (66), Lucinda Barr (69), Mike Franco (70), Frank Trent (72), DeYonne Ware (73), Dustin Rector (88), Kareana Hupp (89) ************************************************** >>From: Elva McGhan Wallace (50) To: Don Fisher (50) I remember the '39 Plymouth Wayne had in high school. He gave me a ride after school to my dad's office and he had a little Kilroy doll on the dash. I, too, went to Lewis and Clark. I started in first grade the first year it was built. That was Sept. 1938. Elvera Hackney was my best friend. After the government bought all the land in and around Richland most all the families moved away. She and I were the only ones out of that class to go all 12 years together. She lived at the north end of the district at Horn Rapids Dam and I lived at the south end of the district near the Yakima River. Our homes weren't in the way of the construction of the new houses that were being built to house the Hanford workers. Those of us who lived here before 1943 have seen a lifetime of changes. -Elva McGhan Wallace (50) ************************************************** >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) To Ann Pearson Burrows (50): Yes, Phil is Riccobono's first name. I never knew that until I looked it up in the phone book. I always called him Rick. Boy, he is a great guy. -Ralph Myrick (51) ************************************************** >>From: Ramona Miller Garcia (54) To any 52/53'rs that remember Jerry Dudley: I ran into Jerry tonight at Lee's Tahitian (yes, the T-Room is still there) and we were speaking of the art show that Bill Allen and Bill Wiley and another friend of theirs were displaying out at WSU Tri-Cities this week. Then we started talking about the Bomber Network. He doesn't have a computer and doesn't know what fun this can be. Anyway, if any of you remember Jerry's antics, please send them in -- I will see that he gets a printout. He claims he was an angel and never into mischief -- I seem to remember him a little differently. How do some of you remember him? Let me hear. Thanks. -Ramona Miller Garcia '54 ************************************************** >>From: John Gile (66) As others have related, I also remember JFK's visit to the N reactor site. I was in David Harry's band and we got to play for his arrival, etc. Wearing that full uniform on an exceptionally hot day was not exactly the most pleasant experience we had. I do remember that JFK flew directly by helicopter from the old Larsen Air Force base near Moses Lake to and from the dedication site. He never went to any of the Tri-Cities. I also remember... maybe someone made it up, but it still sounds neat.. that JFK invited us to play for him at the White House, but he died before we were able to finalize plans. I think the band really felt that loss more than most students. I also remember the 'apple man', who came to his previous buyers every fall with his truck full of baskets of apples. For a dollar and a box, you could get a full box of Jonathans or Red Delicious apples. Even though we had a giant apple tree in our back yard, we always bought a box from him. Did anyone else live on his 'route'? I had one distinctly negative memory with my first (and last) paper route. I delivered the Villager (I believe) that tried to compete against the Herald. My route included all of those 'apartments' on GW way behind the Arctic Circle drive in and those two story barracks further South between Gribble and GW way where single guys lived. I delivered a paper to every door on one side and then to every door on the other side. Not knowing that it was frontdoor-backdoor, I obviously ran out of papers about half way through my first day on the job. I was puzzled, but went home. How I stayed on that job for two weeks amazed my parents for that reason and because I delivered over 300 papers daily. More later... enjoy all of this news from the past. Thank you to EVERY contributor and to Gary and Maren! -John Gile (66) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ [See the floor plan for frontdoor/backdoor Guyer Apts at:] ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) To Jenny Loper Buchanan (87): You could have asked your mother about playing 7-up! That was a favorite classroom game when the weather was too bad to go outside for recess, even back in the old days. We also got to bring records to play during bad weather. That's where I first heard "Love Me Tender." Others have talked about the Valentine's Day parties and exchange of cards. Remember making Valentine envelopes or decorating shoe boxes as mail boxes? Lace heart doilies still create a nostalgic feeling! Has anyone mentioned the citywide mock evacuation in 1956? Mom and Dad packed us 4 girls into the 1952 Dodge to follow a steady stream of traffic into the horse heaven hills - but not until after we had photographs taken for a front page story in the TCH. For one picture, my dad was asked to sit by the radio as if he were receiving the emergency broadcast for evacuation. Mom cracked up when he asked the photographer if he should turn the radio on. Participants' cars were checked for provisions at an inspection point. Our neighbor on Benham Street, Mr. Wallahan, only took a roll of toilet paper, and proudly waved it at the "inspector", saying he had everything he needed. -Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) ************************************************** >>From: Lucinda Barr Green (69) so the name of the game 7-Up sounds familiar but the I don't remember it at all. Would someone refresh my memory. -Lucinda Barr Green (69) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Franco (70) Neill telling true stories about me????? Well, since he is now a world class educator (after being a world class student!) I would expect ALL of stubbies stories to be true.... I would just expect him to have someone besides me to tell them about.... Great to hear from Phil Jones.... and Steve Piippo, any good Bomber news? I saw they knocked off Davis. Anyone interested in tipping a few together this June, I suggest we all crash the class of 65 weekend. A 65'er foolishly told me I would be welcome so I thought I would suggest that weekend of June 18 with all the old cars and tunes would be a good time for us out-of-towners to flock home. Piips.....maybe we should just invite everyone over to Subbies house! -Mike Franco (70) ************************************************** >>From: Frank Trent (72) Mike Davis (74) ... You haven't change have you? You're so full of it... B.S. Hip deep. I remember working with you at Exxon Nuclear making enriched uranium. (The year(s) evade me now.) What a fiasco! Overflowing tanks, plugged hoppers, going on mask about once a week. It's a wonder I was ever able to have children. Thinking about it now.... I wonder if that would explain my oldest? For the general public's information, I'm alive and well in Seattle. But, for those who might actually care, I'm in Kirkland. (That would be the cleaner side of Lake Washington.) My youngest son and I love it here. Not so much the rain, but everything else. After one short year we've managed to meet some interesting and intelligent people. We always seem to get together around 5 PM in the parking lot on I-5. (I had no idea so many people know sign language.) I'm glad to see so many Alumni writing in and reminiscing about their years in Richland. The memories flood in daily now as I read the Sandstorm, and get taken back to the carefree days of high school. So, to all of you who floated through the halls of ol' Col. High, I wish you well. Thanks for the memories. -Frank Trent (72) ************************************************** >>From: DeYonne Ware Southwick (73) Well, I have truly been enjoying reading all your memories. I moved here in "69 from CA and first remember the carnival right where Kentucky Fried is now; just north of uptown. Another thing I truly miss is JJ Newberry where you could sit at the counter in the back and have a soda. I also spent one particular summer with John Hughes, Clark Bennett and co. at the docks. Clark and John would get their folks' boats and mainly we would just hang out on the docks, with the guys pushing us girls in the water! I learned alot that summer; mostly about boys! If I remember, that was summer of "70. I have seen Clark and John both since then. Clark still plays softball in Richland. John is in Seattle I believe. It was a long time ago. -DeYonne Ware Southwick (73) ************************************************** >>From: Dustin Rector (88) RE: Rainbow Daycare To Nancy Fellman (62): I was friends with Shay Fellman, who I guess was the 10 year older half-brother of Trevor and Tyson (?). Anyway, I think Shay graduated from RHS in 87. I remember we'd swing by the day care from time to time on our way to whatever. After he graduated, he went off in the military and I kinda lost track of him over the years. -Dustin Rector (88) ************************************************** >>From: Kareana Hupp McCulloch (89) Hey Mr. Piippo, It is nice to see a name from the past. It's Kareana Hupp or now you can call me Kareana McColloch. How is there at Richland High? It has been forever since I have seen the halls that once brought me so much..... trouble. I am married and have been for 9 years now. I have two beautiful girls that are 5 and 6. It looks like they are going to be just like there mother so I am already preparing for trouble. Ha ha ha. This year is my ten year reunion so I might make it there to check out the schools. I hope all is well for you and I have to say "you were and are one of my most rememberable teachers. I thank you for all I learned in Material Science." Thanks for being a creative teacher. Keep it up. -Kareana Hupp McColloch, 89 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/14/99 ~ VALENTINE'S DAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yesterday's Answer: 3,448 people participated in the Hanford Thyroid Disease Study (HTDS). 3,193 of those received an Individual radiation dose estimate. So why have only THREE people sent their mGy number?? I found mine in the January 27, 1999, letter from HTDS. The Summary Final Report was also in the 8x10 envelope with the letter. -Maren ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff in: Mike Brady (61), Kathy Lamb (62), Pam Ehinger (67), Patty Stordahl (72), Mary Foley (77), Stephen Schraedel (79), Kelly Weil (81) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (61) In 1949 or 50 when I was in the first or second grade at Sacajawea Elementary School, there was a boy in my class who had steel braces on his leg. I thought that he had polio. I think his name was Jackie. One weekend he fell into the Columbia River and died. The following Monday, Mrs. Brothers, our teacher told us that he died. I remember that I kept looking back at his empty desk. He was a real nice kid. I often think about him. In those days, they didn't bring in a psychologist or social worker to help us work through our grief. Does anyone remember him? I would like to know more about him and details about his death. Thanks, -Mike Brady (61) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Lamb Brown (62) To Lynn Dunton: You mentioned "South Pacific" at Carmichael. Doug Hawkins (62) and the "guys" sang "There Ain't Nothin' Like a Dame" with coconuts strapped to their chests. Do I remember that right? Julie Haag (62) sang "I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outta My Hair". With every performance, and practice, she was to wash her hair. By performance time she had washed her hair so many times, she couldn't get suds. We whipped up egg whites to create the appearance of suds. Hi to Bill. You used to play "Name that Tune" in class, acquainting us with the best of the oldies - from 20's, 30's, and 40,s. Then, as I recall, between my 8th and 9th grade you went from Carmichael Jr. High to Carmichael, Ca. to raise a family. We missed you soooo. Do I remember you at Camp Cross, too? First Skip Day - Lewis and Clark - 2nd grade - Mrs. Horton's class - @ spring '52: There were three of us from the class of '62 whose mothers were teachers at L&C. My Mom taught 4th grade (Thank you for all your lovely memories of her - easy to love). Linda Lester's (her sister, Rebecca, is getting married Valentine's Day - C U there?) Mom taught 3rd and later 6th. Kippy Brinkman's Mom taught 5th. Mrs. Horton started each day with her second graders singing: "Good Morning to You; Good morning to you; We're all in our places, With sunshiny faces. Oh, This is the way, To start a new day." When I became a Mom, I thought this was a great way to wake my kids for school. They hated it and razz me still, but I would not be surprised to hear my grandchildren complaining about "that song" some day in the future. Back to '52 - One spring day, Mrs. Horton asked Kippy and I to go over to Thrifty Drug (by Richland theater and C.C.Anderson's) to purchase something she needed for our afternoon class. We went at lunchtime, feeling so very important and FREE. We dilly-dallied our way back and decided we should stop by Kippy's house for something to eat. We found many distractions there. Walking back into our class around 2:00, we knew we were late and in TROUBLE. Our punishment included going into our Mother's classrooms to report ourselves "in". Do you remember this, Kippy?? As I walked through that class of big smart, fourth graders, I was MORTIFIED. They all knew I had been bad. I don't remember what Mom said, but I never skipped school again, including our famous Senior Skip Day ten years later, referred to by John Atkins (62) back on 1/29. I promised my parents I would not go. So, yes, those of us who didn't go got the last week of school off. But that was no fun. All my buds were in school. One more: Does anyone remember (name?) Doug Longmore doing pantomime of Andy Griffin's monologue about baseball? I just remember his freckles and that he really did a good job. It was great fun watch. Enough for one day. -Kathy Lamb Brown (62) ************************************************** >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) RE: '65 Yearly Gathering annual car show and Rock n Roll show (Cool Summer Nights) June 18-20 Hey Mike Franco (70)!! Crashing the class of '65 sounds great!! I've been trying to get the class of '67 crash it too!! So why not all of of the classes??? Sounds great to me! Anyway the class of '67 is celebrating their 50th birthday's so what a way to have a party!! So How about it class of '67, anyone up to it? -Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ************************************************** >>From: Patty Stordahl (72) Anyone remember John Paul Harris - class of 69? He has not yet joined the computer age but sends his hellos and best wishes to all. After 30 years of marriage and 4 beautiful daughters he is now living in the single lane. BUmmer but reality checks go on for ever huh. Anyone wishing to get in touch with him or Larry Worley can e mail me and I will get the messages to them. Snail mail or phone calls till they catch up. He lives in Olympia area. To every one out there have a very Happy Valentines day. No sweety? Be sweet to yourself. Take care. I will write more of John Paul's memories as he fills me in. -Patty Stordahl (72) ************************************************** >>From: Mary Foley Bazzano (77) The apple man!! That really sparked memories for me. If my Mom didn't buy apples from him every year, I don't think i would have ever eaten breakfast. Nothing like grabbing one of those crisp delicious apples and walking to school. Listening to records during recess..... Being a Christ the King grad, I can't help but remember one time in, oh maybe 6th grade during such a recess where we were listening to records that we had brought in from home. Someone, (I think maybe Lori Manolopoulos (77), brought in one song that went something like "Into my room he creeps... how he makes me shiver..." Imagine the nun's reaction to that. It wasn't pretty!! Keep those memories coming!!! -Mary Foley (77) ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) Is the Spudnut Shop still in operation? What a place! Although it's not very healthy to do, every once in a while it was nice to put out that morning hunger fire with a couple of fresh, warm Spudnuts. Yum! Is anyone's mouth watering yet? We'll definitely stop there on our next visit through town ...ah, that is, after I talk my wife into it. Hope to see a familiar face there. -Stephen Schraedel (79) ************************************************** >>From: Kelly Weil Austin (81) Hi to everybody at the Sandstorm! I'd like to locate any of my classmates (from '80-'83) who may live in and around the Portland/Vancouver area. My husband and I just relocated to this area. It is the first time, since we got married, that we have lived in Washington! I'm glad to be "home". When you have done the "west-coast shuffle" like we have for the last 14 years, its nice to finally go home. If any of you guys see this message on the "storm", send me a line. I'd love to hear from you! -Kelly Weil-Austin (81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/15/99 - PRESIDENTS' DAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers and one teacher sent stuff in: Shirley Watts (49), David Rivers (65), Cheryl Moran (66), Rick Maddy (67), Richard McAllister (69), Julie Ham (77), Lynn Dunton (Teacher) ************************************************** >>From: Shirley Watts James (49) Hi Betsy Fox Vance (63): Yes, I most certainly remember David's Shoe Store. I worked there for a considerable length of time in off hours and I put my feet in that machine more times than I want to remember. Women used to come in and try on shoes while waiting for the bus and some could have used some underclothing and some clean stockings. I also worked at Block's Shoe Store and when women came in who were somewhat casual about their undergarments, my boss used to say, "I'll take this customer. You are too young for such things." I often wondered if he had something else on his mind. -Shirley Watts James - Class of 49 ************************************************** >>From: David Rivers (65) For any who are interested... Terry Davis' new show: Rescue 77, with Terry and Richard Roundtree as the old salts trying to keep up with some generation X Fire "people", will premiere on March 15th at 8:00 pm on the WB network. The premiere will be followed by the first episode on the next day (the 16th) at the same time. I watched a couple of episodes while they were being filmed and think you will enjoy Terry's role. He worked very hard on it and the entire cast and the behind the scenes folks think Terry is the greatest. If the show gets past the first 6 episodes, the seventh will feature Terry as Captain for the day. We were hoping they would film it earlier... but just have to wait now. Terry's character is called "Bridges". Naturally you will want to check your local programing... but that's the scoop as it now stands... -David Rivers (65) ************************************************** >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) I also was reminded of the "Apple Man". He would drive his old truck down the street slowly and honk the horn. He sometimes sold wooden, slatted lawn furniture from the truck. We never bought any, but the stuff was handmade and it looked pretty nice! It seems my memories of Valentine's Day are similar to lots of other's who made shoe box holders, went to the drugstore and got the packages of valentines (envelopes included) and signed each one. The teachers usually sent home a class list so no one would be left out. I don't think I took the time to figure out which one to send to which person. My Mom made giant heart shaped sugar cookies with pink frosting and set them on doilies for Janie (64) and I to enjoy when we got home from school. Back then, if a classmate died we had no counseling, etc. I remember one girl in our Campfire Girl's troop who died and the troop went to the funeral in our uniforms. It was very strange and scary to realize that someone your own age could die. I'm enjoying my daily read of the Sandstorm. Thanks again! -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ************************************************** >>From: Rick Maddy (67) To Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) RE: '65 Yearly Gathering; annual car show and Rock n Roll show (Cool Summer Nights) June 18-20 I'll call Rick Warford (65) and see if I can hitch a ride, Pam. Maybe he will let me ride in the back of his pick-up. If so, I will be there. -Rick Maddy (67) ************************************************** >>From: Richard McAllister (69) In 1966, I remember when the Bomber Basketball Team went to State. Some friends and I in ninth grade all went to Seattle to watch the game. One key player that stands out is Panther..Steve I think. At the very end of last quarter the time ran out and we were one point ahead. Everyone was screaming because we thought we had just won the state title. Although.. just one second before the time ran out, a member from the other team made an impossible half court, last ditch throw and swished it. I swear, everyone was literally crying their eyes out because of shock. I might have got the year wrong, but does anyone else remember this? The day before this game, some of us were down on the waterfront in Seattle and staged a fake shooting near one of seedy bars, real late at night. One of our guys had a starter pistol and chased another guy into the street. Our guy fell down in the middle of the street and made it look really real, as it was even raining. We were hiding and had told him we'd really yell if a car came. Back then there was large numbers of bums along the waterfront and they really disappeared into the alleys when we staged this. Can you imagine what would happen today if you did this? -Richard McAllister (69) ************************************************** >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) I remember: * Going horseback riding with horses rented from the "Red Barn" for $1.50 per hour. At the end of the hour, the horses returned to the Barn - whether you wanted them to or not. * Renting Tandem bicycles from the Conoco station on the corner of Wright and Van Giesen. * Dog 'N Suds * Playing Kick the Can with the whole neighborhood * Howard Amon Park being Riverside Park * Playing on the sand dunes behind Jason Lee School (directly behind the school). Turning over rocks and seeing scorpions * Going to the show for 10 cents. Captain Sterling being there telling jokes and handing out prizes. * Moving into our new "H" house that my parents bought for something like $13,000 * First realizing that not every city had "Letter Houses" * Getting smeared (covered with lipstick) on the last day of school. Fortunately, I survived - unmarked - every year * Absolutely living at the "big pool". Having to wear swimming caps. * Howard Amon Park, Payless parking lot, Zips and the bowling alley being the hangouts * Keggers! * The heat of the summers almost always being above 100 Those were fun times... -Julie Ham Froehlich (77) ************************************************** >>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher) Thank you so much for the opportunity to reconnect with so many people. To Kathy Lamb Brown (62): Yes, Doug Hawkins (62) sang "Nothing like a Dame" but I thought the guys were dressed as sailors. Honey Bun was a better tune for the coconut dance, I think. (Perhaps Randy Free (61) or Doug could refresh our memories). Both numbers were so popular, we used them a few times in shows in La Habra, California. (We live in Fullerton, CA). I wish I had thought of shaving cream over a tank bathing cap for Julie Haag (62) when she sang "I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair". What motivated finding a better "shampoo" was a chorus line of high school girls dancing to it. Many used hair color and the caps protected their hair. Mrs. Brinkman was here in 1989 for Bill's retirement party. Bill was surprised when he heard a harp "gliss" and turned to see the ever young and beautiful Kippy. After she played, she was the emcee for the Richland part of "This Is Your Life, Bill Dunton." We had not seen Mrs. Brinkman since 1958. Bill was also pleased to hear from you, Kathy. When I read some of the alumni escapes, I am amused but grateful that most of your parents did not know about them until you were grown and had survived it all. I remember kids playing in the DDT fog that didn't seem to bother anything but some of the mosquitos. Richlanders are a hearty bunch. "The beat goes on" though, so you can look forward to hearing your kids' stories of things you haven't a clue about, now. It's usually called grandparents' revenge. Do you remember the tri-cities having the first satellite TV in the nation one channel... 19, I believe. Jack Quinn sold local ads for the station and for the first year, I did artwork for the ads. They were black and white on gray posters with voice overs... a far cry from our computer graphics and digital magic. There must be some former "Buckeroos" who remember the kid show broadcast live from Pasco. Many of you were probably guests on the show. -Lynn Dunton (Teacher) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/16/99 - MARDI GRAS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers, one Bomber Mom. and one obituary today: Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50), Sandra Atwater (51), Jim Boyd (55), Paula Beardsley (62), Hector Alvarez (64), Patti Snider (65), Peg Wellman (66), Penny McAllister (67), Jeff Larsen (67), Barb Gile (67), Mina Jo Gerry (68), Michael Figg (70), Rich Crigler (70), Debbie Allen (73), Anne Mitzlaff (77), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49 AND 50) To respond to your nagging, Dick Roberts (49): "Why was I made an Honorary Member of the Class of 49?" Well, for the 20th reunion, Norma King asked me to help the planning committee with reunion plans. As it turned out, Norma, Ray, Rem, Barb and Jim Doyle, Phil Raekes and I were the committee - and Norma and I did most of the work - AND IT WAS THE BEST 20TH REUNION FOR THE CLASS OF 49 EVER!! So, His Honor Phil as Emcee of the event, appointed me to my esteemed position with your class with full approval of attendees. And I have been in your Reunion Pictures ever since (at least the times I was there). (Besides, most of my friends were in the Class of 49 - and the Class of 50 never had reunion parties, anyway!) However, I will be there this year - for both classes! -Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50) ************************************************** >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) I wrote asking about anyone who might remember playing on a ladies softball team that Garmo sponsored and not response. It was fun, but we didn't do very good for the name of Garmo! I don't know whether we won any or not. Also, did anyone have Miss Tate in '48 for a Home Dc teacher? The flood has many memories for everyone that was there. Ann Pearson Burrows (50) lived on Haines and their basement was flooded and we thought that was great and we were going to go swimming in the basement (something different). Mr. Pearson caught us before we went in the water and told us we could be electrocuted! Needless to say, he did scare us. Jim (55) and I are really enjoying the Sandstorm every day ------ read it with morning coffee. Take care everyone! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ************************************************** >>From: Jim Boyd (55) I was amused that several had eaten their first frog legs at the Green Hut. I worked at the Green Hut from 8-51 until 8-55 and we only had the frog legs on the menu for about six months. What is the "Pit"? Did anyone go for a midnight swim at the Richland pool in '53 to '55? We used have a lot of fun until too many of us swimming and making noise and as I recall the police put a stop to it. It was great while it lasted. Don't remember if we were skinny dipping or what! -Jim Boyd '55 ************************************************** >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) To Stephen Schraedel (79) Yes the Spudnut shop is still going strong. Barlow's daughter, Val, is running it now and the Spudnuts are still the best. It opens early - about 5:00 I think - and closes late afternoon. It is still the gathering place for the Uptown workers and everyone else goes by and grabs a couple dozen to take to work - At least at Arlene's Flowers we do about once a month. What a treat. Being an alumn of Spalding and Chief Joe, I am shocked at the WILD behavior I see being reported on the Sandstorm about you folks in the south end - particularly Lewis and Clark and Carmichael. We were much better behaved as I recall. Although there may have been a couple of "bad apples" we were overall much nicer and got into less trouble. That is probably the reason we don't see many contributions from the north end of town. Where are all of you Spalding and Chief Joe people? -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [I'm Spalding - CARMICHAEL... Not EVERYBODY from Spalding went to Chief Jo, Paula!! We Spalding/Carmichael people are VERY nice and well behaved ALL the time. -Maren] ************************************************** >>From: Hector Alvarez (64) Hello Bombers! I just finished reading the alumni's mail and I can't believe that John Gile wrote a message. John was my foster brother while I lived in Richland. Years ago I heard that the whole Gile family relocated to Phoenix. John: write me and let me know your address. I live in Miami like the rest of all Cubans Write at : For the rest of you Bombers, keep writing - I just love reading about all your memories. Love you... -Hector Alvarez (64) ************************************************** >>From: Patti Snider Miller (65) To: David Rivers (65) RE: Terry (Davis) Knox (65) Thanks for the info on his new show "Rescue 77". Have been wondering if he was going to make a new movie or show. You got to watch a couple episodes while it was being filmed, that's great. Where did they film it? Where do you live and what do you do, or were you on vacation then while watching the filming? Anyway, thanks for the information. -Patti Snider Miller (65) ************************************************** >>From: Peg Wellman Johnson (66) Presidents' Day, 1999. Forty or more years ago half of us were Uptown for the BIG Hatchet Day sale, and the other half were babysitting for the other folks who were there. Except then it wasn't "Presidents' Day," it was Washington's Birthday, and it was always on the 22nd. Store sales were not the every-weekend-events they are now, and I recall looking forward to Hatchet Days, where all the Uptown merchants would participate in a kind of sidewalk sale (weather permitting). They would scatter unbelievable bargains among the other sale merchandise: $1.50 for a coat, 50 cents for peddle pushers. If you were lucky enough to find those surprise bargains, you could have one for only a few hours of babysitting earnings. David's Shoe Store: I always seemed to leave in tears. The Maker had deigned to give me the longest, skinniest feet ever assessed to a young child; totally unfair since they never fit into the lines of a hopscotch frame, and were usually the reason for my being knocked out early during those four-square games during recess at Marcus Whitman. We had to shop at David's because it was the only place that carried my size, but I still always ended up with clodhoppers, when all I wanted were shoes like everyone else in 3rd grade was wearing. Buckaroos on TV: Faint memories of little buckaroos being on KEPR (19) before Uncle Jimmy (Buckaroos from the Kennewick studio, Uncle Jimmy from Yakima). Seem to recall this was Bert Wells' show. He lived on Iry, near Carmichael, and penned the famous "Rabbit Ears" in the early 50s, when TV hit the scene. Seems like it got some national play for awhile: "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 is atmosphere, like snow, sleet, hail and foggy sky." [Makes ya' kinda wonder what my brain's been up to the last 50 years to still be carrying that stuff around.] -Peg Wellman Johnson (66) ************************************************** >>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato (67) I just returned to Southern Calif. Spent a wonderful week in Richland. Arrived last Saturday (6th). My plane was bouncing all over and I knew the Tri-Cities was having one of their dust storms then it rained just enough to make a mess of my aunt's van. The weather, to me, was nice, I was looking forward to some cool weather. Had a wonderful time with my brothers and my parents and sister and other relatives. Much thanks to them!!!! -Penny McAllister D'Abato class of 67 ************************************************** >>From: Jeff Larsen & Barb Gile Larsen (67) Hi, my name is Barbara Gile Larsen (67), and I just heard about the Sandstorm memories - what a great idea. My maiden name was Barbara (Barbie) Gile and I lived on McPherson St. I went to Christ the King grade school, Chief Joseph Jr Hi, and graduated from Columbia class of 67. I'm married still to my high school boyfriend, Jeff Larsen (Pullen St.), who also graduated in 67. We lived in Oregon for 9 years, and were transferred to MN (yes, the same state governed by Jessie Ventura, former wrestler), in 85. We still keep in touch with some school friends: Lyle Loughery and Pam DeVries (67) Loughery Chris Fouts (66) and Jan Maasen (67) Fouts, Mike (66-Pullen Street) Dale and Ellen Dale. There are others we'd sure like to hear from. I have already connected up with some thru your publication. I remember our great basketball games, going to Regionals in Spokane (Jan was driving), and those awful blue gym uniforms. Also was in Mr. Maduras Spanish class - and those bomb scares that always came when we had finals week. Anyway, would love to get added to you list, we can be contacted at Interested in the 50 party this summer. Thanks, -Barb/Jeff ************************************************** >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) I finally got around to reading Saturday's Sandstorm. My free time has become limited since I decided to try to finish the degree in applied math that I started 5 or 6 years ago. This quarter my hobby is linear algebra. Next quarter it will be differential equations. At this rate, I will be done by the time I am ready to retire. Anyhow.... I remember the apple man, too. He would come by every fall. My dad grew up on and apple ranch in Cashmere (a bit west of Wenatchee.) They would have long discussions about the quality of apples this year and dad would always buy a box of Jonathons or Golden Delicious. He would never buy reds because they didn't keep as well, in his opinion. I always looked forward to the apple man coming. We used to play 7 up at Marcus Whitman on rainy days, too. I think those were the only days we missed recess. We weren't too sissy to stay inside during the cold or wind. I can remember huddling together with friends with tree as a wind break on some winter days. We could also have records in the upper grades and we would bop or have an impromptu lic sync performance from some of the more outgoing students. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ************************************************** >>From: Michael Figg (70) Somebody a few days ago mentioned Kennedy flying into Pasco for the N Reactor dedication, although I remember what John Gile (66) said about him flying into the AF base in Moses Lake. But regardless, what I will never forget is the 3 helicopters coming over the ridge across the river and landing. It even overshadowed seeing David Cassidy in Vegas! ;-) -Michael Figg (70) ************************************************** >>From: Rich Crigler (70) When Mike Franco (70) uses Mr. Steve Neill's (72) new given name "Stubby" please use a capital S. He is short and the small s bothers him. Thank you for this consideration in the future. His friend, Rich Crigler (70) ...and another thing, Mr. hot shot handshake: Merrylee Rush gave me a little kiss while singing Angel of The Morning at the Cosmo Angus. -Rich Crigler (70) ************************************************** >>From: Debbie Allen Heifner (73) Ok, I can't stand it any longer, I have to write. Who remembers Beer Falls? When my husband Jim "Dusty" Heifner '72 and I came for a visit several years ago, we went to check it out. It is no longer there! Question: Was it true there was a cow head in it? I did not dare get into the water because of it. -Debbie Allen Heifner '73 ************************************************** >>From: Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) Just found the Sandstorm recently, and what fun to read. Julie Ham (77), you had great memories. Horseback riding and the horses on auto pilot to return (ready or not) was sooo true. Lori Manolopoulos (77) and I would go as often as we could. Every time Lori had to trade horses with me because I couldn't control my auto pilot horse from heading back. She'd give up Cricket and take Paint so we wouldn't end up back at the red barn having to head out again. Each time I "knew" I could handle Paint this time, and each time we'd trade again. I forget who said it, but the store next to Mayfair was Rexall's Pennywise. Lori used to live across the park from there, and we'd "race" each other across to go make our big purchases of penny candy or when we were really rich, frozen french fries to cook at her house. Lori would run next to me until we were almost there, then she'd put in some effort and leave me behind every time. And I actually thought the day would come that I'd win! It didn't. The Apple man was a classic. His dark blue old truck, him in his overalls, and a kindness that was unforgettable. Hey Mary, Lori called me after she read your C.K. record memories with the x-rated lyrics. She wants all to know it wasn't her record. She couldn't write in herself (for some odd reason) so she wants your apology for such a horrid accusation. I laughed and laughed (had been out of town and hadn't read the Sandstorm entries from the week-end yet) when she called. She couldn't remember listening to records and didn't own one until 8th or 9th grade almost. It was so great because it was my record. I had no idea the words meant anything at the time. I just liked the tune of the song. It wasn't until Sister Grace (during music class) flew to the record player and lectured us on such poor judgment that I really listened and paid attention to the words. Thanks for that, Lori and I had a good laugh. If I could find my 45s I could tell you the exact song. Ray Richardson (69) wants to know if a reunion is in the works for this summer. Can anyone answer that so I can tell him? I helped with our 20 yr. reunion. One of the people we never could locate was Luanne Jinx. Does anyone know what became of her? Darcy Doyle (77) Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) sent me the e-mail you sent with the B.A. You need that attached to everything you send. How many remember B.A. Doyle? Was any windshield or window safe? This was long I know. This is great. -Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/17/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Eva Clark (49), Barbara Barron (50), Russ Hughes (53), Tom Hughes (56), Connie Phillips (64), Hector Alvarez (64), John Wingfield (66), Kathy Thompson (70), Steve Piippo (70), Paula Moberg (73), Mike Davis (74), Kellie Walsh (77), Stephen Schraedel (79) ************************************************** >>From: Eva Clark Perry (49) Am wondering if anyone has talked to Betty Lou Hiser about the coming reunion, I was able to go to one reunion and got with her for a visit and loaned her the copy i had of our 49th Class Will and somehow never got back with her to get it returned, but she would have that if anyone could get in touch, with her. This has been a wonderful experience, thanx to Maren and Gary. -Eva Clark Perry (49) ************************************************** >>From: Barbara Barron Doyle (50) Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50) is right about everything concerning the class of '49 20th reunion except for one thing. She and Norma DIDN'T do most of the work! As I recall Jim and I did with a little help from Norma and Jo. We forgive her this little exaggeration, we are all entitled to a "Senior Moment" now and then. -Barbara Barron Doyle, class of '50 ************************************************** >>From: Russ Hughes (53) Some of My Four Years at Columbia High School: I attended Carmichael Junior high school in my eighth grade. I remember the stories that floated around about how terrible going to Columbia High School was going to be. By the time I entered Col Hi in 1949 I was expecting the worst. Some of the girls there even wore lipstick and people carved their initials on the wall locker doors. It was a shameful place I was told. I was told a lot I guess and most of it was not exactly true. Yes, some of the girls did wear lipstick, but I never observed some of the more dire things that were alleged to happen. The thing that impressed me the most in my freshman year was the driveway all around the school. Some of the older kids actually had their own cars and they drove them to school. I couldn't wait until I too could do the same thing. The driveway eventually became a race way and was considered to be a dangerous situation and so the school officials eventually barricaded the road along the east side of the school making round and round racing impossible. Long Avenue soon became the local raceway much to the disgust of the residents living along the street. The school had an auto shop, a machine shop and at that time a farm vocational program with it own shop just outside of the north end of Town. The concrete foundation of that shop is still there along side George Washington Way at the Hanford School grounds. These shops were probably my favorite spots in the whole school. I once caught most of the shop instructors having a smoke in the paint and solvent storage room off the paint booth at Col Hi. It's a wonder they didn't blow themselves all over the place. The school also had an Amateur Radio Club which was located on the second floor above the main hallway in front of the auditorium. They had a station set up, but the students could only operate the station when one of the senior advisors who had a Ham license was present. The door was otherwise kept locked so no one could enter. Of course several of us discovered that by climbing up the Wood Shop dust collector ladder, we could then access the auditorium roof which provided access to a sloping roof just outside the windows of the Ham club room. We would leave the window unlocked when we had legitimate access and later on at night we would make the trip up on the roof to the Ham Club. What did we do once we had gained access? Not much really. We usually only listened to the short wave radio and talked. Just having sneaked in to the room was enough of an accomplishment. Besides we didn't want anyone to know that we had been there so nothing was disturbed to give us away. It wasn't until 1963 before I got my Amateur radio license that I still have, which is WA7ACO. It was fun to get above the auditorium ceiling during the school day. The auditorium was used as a study hall just about all day. You could look down through the lighting fixtures and see everyone below. Nobody could see you though, because of looking up at the brightness of the lights and as long as you stayed on the walkways, and didn't knock down anything like ceiling panels, you were safe from discovery. What do you do with such a nice vantage place? For one thing, a squirt gun was useful. You would squirt someone, usually several someone's at the same time, and they would look all around them to see who was doing it, but never up where we were. That occasionally started a ruckus and the study hall teacher had to quell them before they got out of hand. Of course a situation as neat as this had to get got out, and eventually the school authorities placed a lock on the access door to the attic to keep us who they didn't really know, out of the attic area. It was really good while it lasted. The Senior Class always had the Senior Class Picnic just before the end of the school year and graduation. The school district provided busses to carry the students to the picnic, but some students drove their own cars. This eventually caused some sort of a problem with irresponsible driving or something, and the school said no more driving your own car to the picnic. If you were going to the picnic, you had to go in the school bus. The picnic attendees left the school at about 1:30PM. If you had elected to not attend the picnic, you, meaning a graduating senior, would remain in school until 2:00PM and be dismissed by a teacher or other authority. Unknown to the school authorities, there was a plot to evade the restrictions placed on seniors not attending the picnic. Ray Ell, Carol Julian, Russ Armstrong and several others whose names I can't remember, along with myself, concocted a plot to get around all the restrictions. The school said that if any senior drove a car to the picnic that they would not get their diploma. The picnic was to be in Sacajawea Park, a public park open to any citizen. So with no cars allowed and the park being located right on the Snake and Columbia River, what else? We went to the same park as the picnic, but we planned to go by boat. They didn't say anything about going by boats now did they? Most all of the coconspirators were in the auto shop class and when 2:00PM came along, Mr. E.K. Haag the Vice Principal himself, came to let us go from class. Mr. Haag questioned us why we didn't want to go to the picnic and received several evasive but not improbable reasons why. I really believed that Mr. Haag suspected something, but he didn't really know what and so had no alternative but to excuse us from school. We immediately departed the premises and headed to my boat dock on the river where our boats were already loaded, fueled and ready for instant travel. We had loaded them up before school started. We arrived at the park not too long after the school busses, and it wasn't long afterwards until a few of the teacher chaperone contingent confronted us to tell us that we were in deep trouble because we hadn't come by the bus. We did not partake of any of the school's food goodies that made up the picnic. We even stayed away from the area set up for the picnic, but there were seniors all over the park and we had a good time. One other thing we did not do was allow any of the other seniors to ride in any of the boats. We took advantage of the situation to provide the willing audience a good show out on the river hot rodding our boats like race drivers. We even wore life jackets in case of a miscalculation on somebody's part. In short we kept as separate in the park as was reasonably possible. We had one hell of a good grinning-from-ear-to-ear time that whole dammed day. The next Monday was another thing at first. All of us who attended by boat were called into the office first thing that morning. They planned to confront us one at a time as we were ushered into the inner sanctum of the Principal's office and given the third degree. Once you have a story and better still a good witness, you have to call in the witness. The witness was Edgar K. Haag himself. Mr. Haag had to tell all present that he personally had released each and every one of us from school that day so we couldn't be accused of having skipped school. Then the other teachers who chaperoned the picnic were called in to testify, and they had to say that we did not partake of any of the official picnic's food or activities. Before they got through interrogating more than a couple of the criminal elements they thought they had caught, they had to admit that we had not violated any of the school's rules. The rest of us never made it into the inner sanctum for our grilling. The only thing that had on us was that all students were supposed to go right home first after school, before going anywhere else. We hadn't done that of course, but no one else ever felt it was necessary to do that either. We beat them at their own game of rules and did it legally. The school officials made it very clear that they were not at all pleased with our activity, but that was it. Mr. Haag later told me that he suspected something was up, but that it was a well planned and executed activity and next year's rules would prohibit going by boat. I would like to mention Mr. Edgar K. Haag. Mr. Haag was one of those school officials that everyone respected highly. He was the Vice Principal and usually the person you had to report to if you got caught doing something you shouldn't. Mr. Haag was honest, reasonable and could be very convincing if the events called for it. I believe that one of his best attributes was that he would actually listen to what you, a lowly student, had to say. He respected you as a person. Mr. Haag served with distinction for many years in the Richland School District after I graduated. Yeah, I liked Mr. Haag very much in that he was never the enemy, he had a job to do and he did it well. I respected him and I wished more educators were just like him. This missive has probably gone on too long as it is. Unfortunately, there is more that could be related. -Russ Hughes, Class of 1953, ************************************************** >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) I am enclosing a picture of the Pre-Fab where the Apple man (who several people mentioned) lived. My Mom and I have been trying to remember his name. The picture was taken from in front of our Pre-Cut on Willard one block north of Marcus Whitman. I remember him well. He had a dark blue chevy panel truck. He and I would go up to the lower Yakima valley and fill up with apples. We would drive all over town selling out of the back of the truck. I rode in back and handed him the boxes when he made a sale. I don't remember how much a box was but I do remember that he paid me 2 cents a box for each one we sold. -Tom Hughes, Class of 56 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Connie "Joy" Phillips Newcomer (64) Date: Tue Feb 16 17:02:22 1999 Please put me on your email list. Thanks to Lois Ginther (Gene Ginther's (64) mother), I have found you. I never knew you existed! This is wonderful and must have taken hours to create. Thanks. I am so glad that I can be in touch. I'll be at the 35th reunion - have only missed one since we graduated. See you in Aug. -Connie "Joy" Phillips Newcomer (64) ************************************************** >>From: Hector Alvarez (64) To Rick Maddy (67) Hey Rick! How are you bomber? I don't remember Rudy Ruiz or his sister Josephine, but I will get in touch with Rafael Alcazar (64) and find out if he remembers them. How about Roberto Negrin (65) and his sister, do you think you could ask around and find them? He was a good friend of mine. Bobbie and his sister lived with the Vandenbergs (our history teacher). No, I did not get thrown out of Kennewick H.S. I left because the girls were very undisciplined and wouldn't leave me alone. Ha Ha!! Rick did you have a sister name... Sheila? Adios for now and thank you for writing. -Hector Alvarez (64) ************************************************** >>From: John Wingfield (66) Hello again Friends, I was delighted to read from Hector Alvarez (64) his comments on being in Richland. I think that he and Nelson were the first "refugees" that I met. Later, in my adult and post Richland life I made good friends from Havana who migrated to Tacoma where Juni taught Spanish at a high school. The interesting thing was that he was an attorney and went to law school with Fidel Castro. One night while they were out to dinner, Fidel came in with his entourage and they saw that he was making eyes at Kiki, Juni's wife. They left Havana the next day. A few years ago my wife and I went to Jim Valley's 50th birthday ("Harpo" of Paul Revere and the Raiders) and Kiki and Juni were there. Jim had a band with the lead guitarist from the Kingsmen and we enjoyed good music and in the waning hour Jim asked Kiki and Juni to sing a song. They sang a deeply sweet lament about their beloved Island Home, longing to go home. I could just about see it and smell it in the room, it was so beautiful. So thank you, Hector, for bringing back good memories. It just reminds me of how isolated we were from the rest of the world, growing up in Richland. We were even protected from ourselves and our own secrets. But one memory that I have been seeing fluttering around in my consciousness lately is grasshoppers! I have images coming back of hunting and catching grasshoppers in the dry places, among the tumbleweeds and sand flats along the ditch below Sacajawea and other ditches in town and just about anywhere out of town. In the summer. It's good to be alive! -John Wingfield (66) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Thompson (70) To Rich Crigler (70): Crigler, that would be Rich S Crigler to all and "ANGEL OF THE MORNING", come on - "YOU GUYS ARE ALL DREAMIN". LUV YUH* -Kathy Thompson (70) ************************************************** >>From: Steve Piippo (70) TO: Rich Crigler (70): Rich, the small 's' is more appropriate due to the wide profile the 'Stubby' has acquired over the years -Steve Piippo (70) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Paula Moberg Bigelow (73) Date: Tue Feb 16 19:12:02 1999 Please add me to the guest book. What a cool sight. My parents would also be interested in this sight. My dad (Dale Moberg) was a teacher in the 50's at Jefferson, and Principal at Sacajawea during the 60's. My mother Marjie (Kingsley) Moberg is a 1946 Alum, she also taught at John Ball Elementary school in the early 50's. Their e-mail address is [deleted for privacy] Thanks for the contacts. -Paula Moberg Bigelow (73) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Davis (74) Regarding Crigler's (70) claim to fame about getting a kiss from Merrilee Rush: Rich, You may have received the kiss, but who'd she have breakfast with? Sincerely, -Mike Davis (74) ************************************************** >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) To Mike Davis (74) Did you ever receive any nominations for the poll you were conducting regarding the favorite and/or best Bomber Basketball players of all time? There are so many obvious choices (the Neills, the Davis', the Jim Thompsons, etc.) but I like to mention a couple of players from the 60's and that's Theartis Wallace (63) and CW Brown (58). I think Theartis just barely missed playing with the Sonics back in his day. Both he and CW were avid tennis players back when Mitz, Mary Foley and I were playing for RHS. I wonder were they are now? -Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) I am sure a lot of us remember Mrs. Irene Maxfield. She was the office administrative person at Chief Jo. When my family moved to Richland, it was December of my freshman year. It can be a difficult and exciting time for a ninth grader to break ties with friends you've known since grade school and start to form new friendships in totally new surroundings. Mrs. Maxfield --must have been sensitive to this. She would occasionally send a note to whatever class I was in and ask for me to come to the main office. At first, I was a little nervous, wondering if I'd been blamed for some misdeed. However, after presenting the note at the office, she would ask questions like, "How are doing?" "I just wanted to find out how everything was coming along for you?" "Are you enjoying your new classes and getting all settled in?" I was so taken by her genuine concern that I might have managed to mumble some response. She would walk me part way to class and tell me that if I ever needed anything to make sure and ask and she would try to help. This went on for the whole semester, it seemed that I would get a note maybe once a month to come to the office. One day in an English class we were reading "A Tale of Two Cities," our teacher decided to rearrange all of the seating. I was re-seated with two other young men, and not 2 minutes after we'd moved, the leader of the two asked me if I smoked marijuana, or did any other kind of drugs. I was incredulous, and thought they were just kidding. I said something like, "No, thank you." He followed by saying that he thought I was a cool guy and that I really ought to try. He persisted. I was beginning to wonder how I could get out of this mess, when suddenly our teacher walked over and presented me with a note to come to the main office. I took the note, walked into the hallway, and recognized it as from Mrs. Maxfield. Very relieved, I walked downstairs. Mrs. Maxfield saw me come into the office and again, in her very friendly manner, asked me how everything was going, and if I was having a nice day. I wonder if she ever knew how much she helped me that year. I never told her exactly what had happened that particular day. If I remember correctly, after returning to class, there had been a slight error and I was to sit with another group. For each of those notes and short visits, and especially for helping me in that one critical moment, I say a big thanks to Irene Maxfield. This is just a guess, but my guess is that she has helped many other students over the years in very similar manner. Thank you, Irene Maxfield. -Stephen Schraedel (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/18/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Lois McCrarey (50), Tedd Cadd (66), DeYonne Ware (73), Dave Trent (75), Sheryl Romsos (76), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Lois McCrarey Trent (50) Hello Alumni Sandstorm. Keep up the good work. We have been receiving Sandstorm for some time now. We enjoy it very much. It sure brings back lots of memories of the past. We enjoyed the Spudnut shop then as well as we still do. The shop is a stopping off place for workers on their way to the job as well as noon lunch. The shop is run by their daughter now as Barlow has passed away. Betty Ghirado is still living here. We enjoy your news so keep up the memories. -Lois McCrarey Trent (50) ************************************************** >>From: Tedd Cadd (66) A few notes as I read through the interesting history in past issues... Gary Behymer (64), I was a member of Seekers from 66 to 69. Served as treasurer and went on a couple of Seeker Retreats. Somebody mentioned a rather ineffective German teacher. I had him for two years. I did learn some German but Herr S was not particularly a participant in that. Does anybody remember the year we spent the entire Home Room each week conducting a search for the stolen gavel only to discover it had been taken by a secret Nazi organization? Marg Wellman (Marcus Whitman principal) was mentioned earlier. She sang at my in-laws wedding (Wally and Barbara Hunt) and was roommate with my Mother-in-law for a while. She also sang the same song at their 50th wedding anniversary in 1989. Wonderful lady... James Laidler (77), the drug store up north on GWW was Malley's and still goes by that name even though it is owned by Bill Knirck (65) and Teresa Devine Knirck (64). They also own Densow's. It was damaged and rebuilt after the fire destroyed the store that used to be next to it. Does anybody remember seeing the F-105 jet fighter that flew over Richland before it crashed into Jump Off Joe? It would have been in my Jr. High days (9/60-6/63). I was outside during PE at Carmichael when it went over and it was really low. It is interesting to see some of the old pictures. Things have changed for sure and not just the buildings. I spent some time trying to track down a particular person's address a year or so. I knew the house was on Goethals and knew about where it was and that it was a two bedroom prefab. The 1957 and 1958 phone books didn't show anybody with the name of Myers on that street. Then I looked at the map and saw that the street name had changed. It was Duane back then and I think Goethals (I may be remembering this wrong) was the name of the Bypass Highway. An odd name change, no? Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ...West Side Center used to be a C&H grocery store. I helped remodel the building when West Side Church bought it and have a canvas banner from the old C&H store that we found in the attic. By the way, the houses listings don't show the pre-CUTs that were built here. I believe the floor plans are available at the library in some of the early Richland records just as the other house plans were. We lived in a three bedroom precut on Adams, the one that was set on fire by the angry husband last year. Tedd Cadd (66) ************************************************** >>From: DeYonne Ware Southwick (73) To Debby Allen (73), Beer Falls still exists! I live in Kennewick Park and used to take my kids bike riding there. I told them stories about the falls. My daughter actually went to keggers there herself in high school. I am definitely dating myself. LOL! Do you remember a place called "BUBBLES"? We used to go there too. It was above 10th in the orchards. Oh yea, the orchards are gone now. Bummer! -DeYonne Ware Southwick (73) ************************************************** >>From: Dave Trent (75) Seems like a long time ago, but I remember Col-Hi (mostly) with a smile. Have really enjoyed the notes from names I both recognize and do not recognize. Some of my fondest memories... Roast duck with Richardson (75) on a daily basis (after watching the sun come up at Howard Amon Park). Officer Beeden (couldn't have been a "Bomber"!), and our chance meetings (most were deserved I recollect). Lunches (almost daily) with Meg, Cin, Jackie, and occasional others at Taco Bell (some great friends...all 75) Jack Schneider (75). (Father Schneider at the 10 yr. reunion, and just plain Jack at the 20!), possibly the best Emcee ever (Remember the largest family prize and speech?) Neill's (75) basketball prowess. I remember him beating Guy Meinke (Hanford -75) and me in 9th grade, in one on two, IN A CAST at Chief Joseph's gym. What an outside shooter (before the three)! Torterelli (75) in Morley Paul's English class (at least I think he taught English). He could fake Morley out better than anyone. Morley's flag was the most traveled flag in the school, stored every hour on the hour by some prankster or another. Baseball with Mr. Rish (heard they named the football stadium after him). Chuck Peoples (75) was perhaps the best all around baseball player in the city. A real gentleman. Never forget his first ever game situation switch hit - homer. He made it look too easy! Pay Less parking lot and Zips. Every night, before the trips to the lights, babbling brooks, POW camps, or other places too numerous to remember, we'd stop at Pay Less and toss the Frisbee, have a few, and just hang out. At least they knew where we were! The every present graffiti at Zips. No matter how often they repainted the wall (some tire store if I remember correctly), we always saw it repainted with the same artwork. I close with reference to two good friends that have gone, but will never be forgotten. FiFi (76) and Rod (74). I think of you every time I think of home. -Dave Trent (75) ************************************************** >>From: Sheryl Romsos Senyk ( 76) After reading all the entries regarding the "Apple Man", and after my parents telling me that, yes, he was a wonderful man, and yes, we bought apples from him as well as his homemade wooden outdoor furniture, it is rather embarrassing to admit that I have absolutely NO recollection of this person.... and NO, I never spent any time or lost any brain cells riding my bike behind the mosquito fogger! If anyone out there has a picture of this guy, it would be fun to see it! -Sheryl Romsos Senyk, class of 76 ************************************************** >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) To: Ray Hall. Chief Jo basketball coach many years ago. He had the Jr. Varsity Thank you, Ray, they were pretty special guys. A lot of them got their talent from yours and Mr. Piippo's coaching. They thought they had a pretty good advantage having you two as coaches before starting high school ball. I must have gotten your e-mail address wrong, it came back twice when I tried to answer your letter. BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/19/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff in: Kathy Rathjen (66), Gary Christian (67), Patty Eckert (68), Phil Jones (69), Carolyn McDonald (73), Stephen Schraedel (79) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) To Tedd Cadd (66): Yes, the current Goethals used to be Duane, but Goethals used to be what is now Jadwin, at least at the south end of town. I can't remember what it changed to as it proceeded north. Somebody, please help us out. Our sixth grade teacher, Ray Smith, lived in an "A" house on the NW corner of Goethals and Benham. -Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) ************************************************** >>From: Gary Christian (67) To DeYonne Ware Southwick (73) We went to the "Bubbles" on a regular basis in the summers of 65-67. It was a wonderful way to cool off. But I remember the Leptospirosis scare in 66. We were all asked to fill out a form in PE class. How many times we had been to the bubbles? Were we getting any specific symptoms? As I recall, no one paid much attention though. No one seemed to think that the illness could be any worse than the red wine hangovers on saturday mornings. I do not remember Beer Falls, but visited Beer Flats on occasion. At least I think I did. It was out in the desert somewhere. Kind of fuzzy. We used to drink beer on the way out there. I do remember six Richland police cars showing up around midnight. Did Richland have six police cars back then? Guys (and girls) took off running into the sagebrush. We were still picking up people and taking them home the next morning. -Gary Christian (67) ************************************************** >>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68) Hi Maren; Its been a spell since I have written but we read the Sandstorm often here at my Mom's house, Vada Eckert, in Richland with her little web tv hooked up, she loves this. It's been especially interesting learning all the letters of the homes we have known and been in from friends and family. I also noticed the precuts aren't listed with any letter I don't believe, that is interesting. When my folks came here in '44 they moved into a 3 bedroom one, so I guess that made it our first place, I hadn't been born yet but 5 of the existing 10 of us had...... we later bought the large F house on Van Giesen which I remember fondly. Just wondering if the negatives to the senior pictures are still available in the office above where the Howard Amon Park is and next to the community house was? Anyone know? Looking to move back into this area and I have been house hunting which has sure shown me how this whole area has changed and developed. West Richland and Benton City are incredible and so much progress there. Love still the country with a little land so I have almost been forced out into these area's just to obtain land with a place, but nothing stays the same. Just haven't missed the blowing sand. Where we used to ride clean across the desert dunes up by Bombing Range Road as it is today, nothing was up there, now its a mecca of homes and paved roads. West Richland with its new big post office and own zip code seems nothing like when we rode every where around that place on horses, now with all the businesses and traffic, it would be impossible. Have to say I have always felt at "home" here and still do I just get lost a whole lot now. Bomberette regards to all Alumni, -Patty Eckert Weyers (68) ************************************************** >>From: Phil Jones (69) I think a couple of days ago someone mentioned CW Brown and Theartis Wallace as candidates for RHS's best hoopsters. CW is still around and coaching sophomore basketball at Kamiakin with Emmit Jackson (RHS68). He can still play too. I do some fishing with CW and he still plays tennis with Theartis and Don Jones. Theartis could really shoot the sweet "J" and I heard a story that he was at some open gym no so long ago and as a 50 something playing against some "kids". They initially were suspect asking "Who's the old guy?" I guess after he took some of them "to school" they know who he is. He had a Sonic try-out I think. Also I'd toss Brian Kellerman's name into the ring as a candidate as RHS's best. His post college career, which I think included some pro ball in Europe, helps his case. I don't personally know of any other former Bomber except Gene Conley who played pro basketball. Maybe someone else out there does but I don't. -Phil Jones, No-class of 69 ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site guest book: >>From: Carol McDonald DeWalt (73) Date: Thu Feb 18 16:03:49 1999 Would have been Class of '73 What memories! I was born in Richland and attended school there from kindergarten through Junior High (Jefferson and Chief Jo) before moving to Spokane for high school. Reading people's messages and looking over the Col Hi site has triggered some great memories. (Other than 1 gal at work who also grew up in Richland, people think I'm nuts talking about running behind the mosquito truck, floating down the river, etc.!) Currently living in Laguna Niguel, CA. I look forward to a daily dose of Richland memories! (Thanks to my brother Jim ('72) for the updated links!) -Carol McDonald DeWalt (73) ************************************************** >>From: Stephen Schraedel (79) RE: Looking for Stephen Hollingsworth (79-KiBe) I am trying to find a friend from Benton City. We were classmates and best friends in grade school and junior high in Miami, Florida. Get this. I'm talking to him one day and said "Well, my dad is being transferred to a new location and we'll be moving". He said "Really, well, so is mine". I said, "Where?" He said, "Kennewick, Washington". Well, it sounded so familiar that I ran home, or rode my bike home and asked my parents about it. They said, sure enough. [It really turned out to be Richland.] But we were so excited, our dad's actually moved to the same job and project in the Hanford area. However, they moved to Benton City and we to Richland. So, I only saw him about 4 or 5 times from 9th grade through 12th. We called now and then. After graduation, he joined the Coast Guard. I still want to track him down... we even have the same first name: Stephen. He is the one who taught me the first beginnings of trumpet playing, the C scale. I was hooked and went on to spend the next 6 years at about 5 to 6 hours a day practicing. I've been to Benton City and his house is abandoned, like they just up and left. I didn't think to ask any neighbors... I was just out of high school and so shocked that their whole family had moved that I never thought to even ask a next door neighbor. - Stephen Schraedel (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/20/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff in: Marjie Kingsley (46), Dick Harris (49), Deedee Willox (64), Joe Large (68), Steve Piippo (70) ************************************************** >>From: Marjie Kingly Moberg (46) Please send us the Alumni Sandstorm. Marjie Kingsley Moberg Class of 46, also taught third grade at John Ball '50,' 51, and ' 53. I taught at Sacajawea '54, and 55. My husband, Dale Moberg, taught at Jefferson from '50 to '56, Carmichael from '57-'58, was Principal at Sacajawea '60-'65, and Director of Special Ed. from '65-'74. We would love to hear from students and former teachers, and coworkers. Our e-mail address is [deleted for privacy]. Thanks for the contacts. -Marjie Kingsley Moberg (46) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) RE: Margaret Hartman Wellman I note in one today's articles, a comment on our friend, Margaret Wellman, the mother of Peggy Wellman Johnson (66), who recently contributed to this phenomena. Margaret Hartman, was a very young teacher from Benton City, who took her first job in the city of Leavenworth (Now the Bavarian City of Leavenworth) as I remember her telling me, many years later. When she heard of the high salaries being paid to teachers in the new expanding town of Richland, she decided to move there. When the new school, Marcus Whitman, was finished (approx. Jan., 1944) all of us in the southern end of the prefabs, moved to the new school and our new principal, Margaret Hartman. I lived at 1800 Longfitt, two blocks, directly north of the new school. My greatest experience with Ms. Hartman (Wellman) involved her coming to our eighth grade room, when she received the news that our President, Franklin D. Roosevelt, had died in the spring of 1944. She directed me, as the captain of the school patrol, to go out and lower the flag to half mast! That was a very special responsibility and privilege under these conditions. Many years later, when I was Manager of the Port of Chelan County, we hired a consultant out of Portland to explore with us the feasibility of bringing barges up the Columbia River and transporting them over the two Grant County Dams with huge lifting devices, similar to a system in Belgium and in China. We had a meeting with the Corps of Engineers and our Consultant on a Friday afternoon and on Saturday morning. This was back in the '70's. Our consultant brought his secretary with him to take notes on our conversations. On Friday evening, we had a short social time prior to dinner and I struck up a conversation with the secretary. Her name was Peggy Johnson and she lived in the Portland area. In short order, we discovered that each of us had grown up in Richland, in different eras, however. Then as we continued to talk, I learned that her mother was Margaret Hartman, now Margaret Wellman. I told her that I had great admiration for her mother and that the next time she talked to her, to be sure to say hello for me, although, I was convinced she wouldn't remember me. Peg said, I will be seeing her tomorrow, as she was going home via Richland and would be stopping to see her mother, who was now a widow. The next thing I knew, I had a letter from one Margaret Wellman, which I still have to this day. She said, "What do you mean I wouldn't remember you? Of course, I remember you! She went on to tell me that after I had known her, she had married, had retired from teaching to raise a family, and that her husband had passed away and she had eventually gone back to teaching. Subsequently, she became the principal, once again at Marcus Whitman Elementary School. She retired again and was currently the President of the Retired Public School Teachers Association of the State of Washington. She said it was likely that she would be coming to Wenatchee sometime during her tenure as President, and if she did, she would look me up. On a three-day holiday, when both of our children were home from the U. of WA (Why they weren't Cougars like their parents, is subject of another diatribe at another time) the phone rang. My kids had just previously announced that they were going to the mall for a while. Scott answered the phone and told me, "It is a Margaret Wellman." She told me she had been at a meeting that had just been completed and that she was just ready to head home out of town and home. I asked her if she had time for a cup of coffee before leaving, and she said, "Of course!" So, I headed downtown to pick her up and bring her home for a cup of coffee and some conversation. When my kids learned that my eighth grade principal was coming, the mall idea was dropped. They had to see what this lady looked like! She had to be at least 100 years old. I told them that I remembered her as a very attractive, young lady, who was a very effective administrator. When I arrived with a very attractive 70-plus year old lady, they were impressed. When they met her and started talking to her, they were even more impressed. Daughter, Leslie, was majoring in education, and planned to be a primary teacher, like her mother had been. Bonnie and I found ourselves in the Tri-Cities on a number of occasions and when we did, we found it easy to call on Margaret Wellman, or to find an excuse to take her to dinner or lunch. Every time, it was an experience that one looks forward to, and savors for many years afterward. On one occasion, we learned that she had been a very active member of the Westside United Protestant Church, which my folks had gravitated to, and she had been in the choir with my father. I didn't even know that my father had been in the choir during those years. I knew he had been a church choir, many years before, with his first family in Denver, but I didn't know about this experience. A number of years later, we were very saddened to learn from Peggy, that her dear mother had died. We attended the memorial services at her very dear West-side United Protestant Church, and were impressed with the numbers of persons that had been touched over the years by this very special lady, Margaret Hartman Wellman! What a privilege to have known her! -Dick Harris - Class of '49 ************************************************** >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) To Patty Eckert Weyers (68) and anyone else who is interested: Yes, senior pic negatives are still available as well as any other pics you might have had taken there. The studio donated the negatives to CREHST Museum (Columbia River Exhibit of History, Science and Technology). The museum is located behind the old community house building above Howard Amon Park. Off GW Way turn toward the river on Lee, then take first right turn (the old entrance to the community center is blocked off). When you go into the museum, take a right and go downstairs. They have books for you to look through for the sitting numbers of your pics. When you find the sitting numbers, you pay $4 for them to search for the negatives. If/when they find them, you can purchase each sitting for $20 (the $4 will be deducted from the $20). I have researched several names and the people there are really nice to work with. My sis and I found one of my mother, several of her kids, and her junior and senior pics. I researched for a few friends who don't live in the Tri-City area. They also have some pics on the wall that they don't know who they are. You can purchase those pics for $2 each. Hope this info helps. -Deedee Willox Loiseau (64) ************************************************** >>From: Joe Large (68) To Peg Wellman Johnson (66), Dear Peg, Wasn't it Burt Wells that used to sing: "Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the Lollypop Trees and the Sody Water Fountain, "Where the Lemonade Springs and the Bluebirds sing, in the Big Rock Candy Mountain" ?? For years, I've tried to remember all the verses to that song. I met Burt Wells, one day, when he was doing a "Meet Me in Person" thing behind the Grocery Store near Birch and Swift (?) (My street names are getting foggy), anyway, near Densow Drugs. I must have been about 4 or 5 then. To Rich Crigler (70), I got one about as good: When I was in Jr. High or High School, my nephews lived just in front of Col. High, across from Long Street (dang! Can't remember the name of the street). Anyway, their playmates, and consequently mine as well, were Nancy and Peggy Wilson of Heart. My nephews are Hans, Roy and Curtis Sommers. Unfortunately, I don't remember much about it except for playing in the back yard with my nephews and these two cute dark-haired girls. (So There!) -Joe Largé (68) ************************************************** >>From: Steve Piippo (70) Hello Mary Lester Yarborough (58) - It's been fun teaching with you! Is it true you are retiring this year? How good were those 58 Bombers? -Steve Piippo (70) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/21/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers and one Bulldog sent stuff in: Dick Harris (49), Jim Russell (58), Steve Carson (58), Barbara Seslar (60), Gary Behymer (64), Gene Trosper (84), Paul Case (67 Bulldog) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) RE: Prefabs and Precuts Hi Richland Alumni! Just noted a contributor mentioning her family moving into a precut in 1944. I suspect she meant to say a three bedroom prefab, rather than a three bedroom precut. In the prefab area of town, my memory serves me, that all one, two, and three bedroom units were called prefabs. The one bedroom units consisted of two pieces, trucked onto the site, that were bolted together and placed on previously constructed wood foundations, complete with water and sewer hookups. Two bedroom units consisted of three pieces to be similarly bolted together and placed on a little larger foundation, and three bedroom units consisted of four pieces, placed on a slightly larger foundation. As I remember, it was said that two carpenter/assemblers could complete two, three bedroom units per day. All of the prefabs were initially flat-roofed. The layout of the prefabs on the lots were varied with different setbacks from the street, seemingly in random pattern, and many were parallel with the street, but many were set at an angle. We were told that this was to confuse any potential enemy from the air and it wouldn't look like a conventional town. Several years later, a number of prefabs were removed. I remember seeing several similar units on the south side of the campus at WSU in 1949. Perhaps several were sold to the then Washington State College. In place of the prefabs, were constructed precut houses. They differed in that they were constructed on site on I believe concrete or cinder-block foundations, constructed from panels that were factory constructed, and trucked to the site, had factory built trusses to support the roof, and had I believe asbestos shingle siding. All of these houses, of which there were various sizes to fit the previous prefab lots, had gable roofs, which made them cooler in the summer, because of the insulation afforded by the air space in the attic. I believe they were all constructed parallel to the streets. After a few years, the exterior plywood panel on the prefabs, deteriorated from the exposure to the sun and elements, and many replaced. Many of us kids would salvage a number of sheets of plywood, laminate several together and construct Ping-Pong tables. Many wild tournaments were played in several back or front yards! Many of us acquired some skills, that could be displayed with peer audiences at the teen-age club, downtown. In addition, eventually, in the early '50's, gabled roofs were added to the prefabs. This added insulation made them easier to heat and they stayed cooler in the summer. In the ends of the gables, were vents that had hinged plywood covers on the inside. Those that didn't get up in the attic area, probably didn't open the vents and didn't get the ventilation that was intended, especially in the summer. G.E. (by this the time the prime contractor) didn't do a very good job of communicating instructions in the operation of the vents. After almost everybody had put in lawns, using domestic water to irrigate, the government decided to install an irrigation system to water the yards. That was quite a construction project with each home supplied with a bridge over the trench dug parallel to the street in the front of the yards and then lateral trenches to bring the water into the yards, complete with faucets and hose bibs. During construction of the irrigation systems, much vandalism took place as warning lanterns were displaced, etc. The Richland kids had to have something to do! Well, this is enough of this kind of detail for this time. What an experience coming to this town from all points of the U.S. for all these families! -Dick Harris '49 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two bedroom and three bedroom preCUTS were the "U" and "V" houses -Maren ************************************************** >>From: Jim Russell (58) To Joe Large (68) and others The Big Rock Candy Mountain was one of my favorite songs to "perform" in the privacy of my room. (I wasn't so brash as to inflict this on the unwary.) The complete words can be found on the following: Hope this helps bring back memories. -Jim (58) ************************************************** >>From: Steve Carson (58) Has anyone information on Tom Barton who taught American Lit and was Thespians Advisor? -Steve Carson (58) ************************************************** >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) To: Peg Wellman Johnson (66) I think I recall Burl Ives singing that song; it is probably possible to buy the tape or CD if you search long enough... "Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the lollipop trees and the sodie water fountain where the lemonade springs and bluebirds sing on the Big Rock Candy Mountain." However, my husband tells me Burt Wells was a local who sang it on some TV station. -Barbara Seslar (60) ************************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer (64) The 'hard nose' class of 1964 continues to search for lost class members from their past. Please take a look at our list! Perhaps a sibling was in your class? CLASS of 1964 Missing List Mike Alexander Frances Barker, Connie Beaty, Frances Black, Helen Bower, Teri Ann Boyer, Janet Brandyberry, Barbara Brown, Dennis Bryant, Stan Bryant Rey Call, Tokey Carter, Tom Clark, Becky Coleman, Jim Cox, Don Crawford, Janice Curtis, Lea Cutler Darcy Dean, Darrell Dean, Mary Delano, Penny Dolliver Joye Emerson, Dena Evans Ralph Fairweather Fred Geiger, Alfred Graf, Delila Grout Gunnar Haglund, Howard Hall, Kaye Hansen, Sandie Hedrick, John Hemingway, Judy Herford, Larry Hertz, Jean Hildebrand, Roger Hudson, Sam Hulett, Floyd Hunter Anna Johnson, Donald F. Jones, William Alan Jorgensen Connie Kendrick, Annette Knight, Cindy Knippers, Dale Kohler, David Koile Pat Lahrman, Diane Loasby, Jim Lynch James Macki, Mary Massey, Dina McClelland, Georgine McGinnis, Eugene McVey, Judy Merrtt, Paula Miller, Bonnie Mott, Elba Ruth Murphy Charlotte Nugent John "Jack" O'Connell, Jim Ott Linda Parker, Ron Parmer, Mary Anne Parrish, Gregory Paxton, Richard Peterson, Sharon Phillips, Joanne Powers Peter Rayment, Joseph Reynolds, Beatrice Rios, Peggy Romine Debbie Sexton, Karen Shults, Bill Simpson, Carol Smith, Jerry Smith, Barbara Spady Robert Thomas, Mike Trout Monika Voellmecke, Pat Volkman Carolyn Ward, S. Ward, Donald Watson, Ron West, Susan Wildenborg, Fred Wollenberg -Gary Behymer (64) ************************************************** >>From: Gene Trosper (84) Really? The Wilson sisters of Heart used to live in Richland? I'd heard rumors of it years earlier, but it does seem that way! By the way, their names are Ann and Nancy. Very beautiful and talented women. -Gene Trosper (84) ************************************************** >>From: Paul Case (67 Bulldog) I'm a Pasco Bulldog (PHS '67), but my wife is a Bomber - Paula Vinther Case (69). I'm quite impressed with your Alumni Sandstorm and how well it's sustaining itself - maybe a touch of jealously. I scan them occasionally for familiar names, etc. Recently mentioned were The Bubbles, Beer Falls, the flume in Pasco, the Social Club in Kennewick (although I was a couple years too young for that). It sure brings back some memories. I even seem to remember some Bombers stealing (or at least trying to) our Bulldog mascot, especially during basketball season, and PHS attempting the same with your Bomb. One name familiar to me is Joe Large. I was in The Columbians Drum and Bugle Corps when you were. I'm sure you remember Alan Taylor, Loren Fussman (sp?), Sarge, Jeff Jumper, Ron Bailey, and many others. Were you with us when we competed at a national competition in Las Vegas? It must have been around 1962 or 63, my memory also gets foggy. I believe we placed either 4th or 7th -- not bad for a small town, rag-tag outfit! I got to talk with Alan Taylor at our reunion in 1997; he's teaching band in Oregon (again, can't remember exactly where). Loren also stopped by with Alan on the Friday night informal gathering. Now, Joe, what really impresses me is that you remember The Big Rock Candy Mountain! I have very vague memories of listening to that song many times, but about all I can remember is the title. On those rare occasions when its title pops into my head, I always have trouble finding anyone else who remembers it. I'm not sure if I've seen anything about this here or not, but does anybody remember those spud guns? You loaded it by poking the end of the barrel into a potato. I don't remember exactly how they worked, must have been compression. I think one potato must have been good for maybe 50 rounds or so. It may have been a reference I saw here to the old clothespin match guns that made me think of these. I only meant to write a line ot two to Joe, but once you get going it kind of snowballs! I guess that's one of the reasons for your success with the Sandstorm -- once the memories start flowing it's hard to cut them off. Cyber-synergy! Thank you for allowing me to visit your Alumni Sandstorm, and best wishes for continued success. -Paul Case (67 Bulldog) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/22/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Claris Van Dusen (48), Doreen Hallenbeck (51) Mary Lee Lester (58), Kathy Lamb (62), Jim House (63), Ed Temple (67), Pam Ehinger (67), Sandy Kaas (68), Darcy Doyle (77), Dave McAdie (79), B.J. Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Claris Van Dusen Troutman (48) Hi Sandstorm Alumni -- And Hi to you Dick Harris (49). I really didn't know you in high school, but I remember your name. I graduated in 1948. And you sure are right about those "wonderful" prefab houses. I lived in "A" houses from 1945 to 1949 (after a year at CWCE in Ellensburg) and then after a marriage in 1950 I lived in a one bedroom prefab. Actually, they were quite nice -- just the right size for a couple. Lots of fond memories from the late forties and fifties. I do remember prefab roofs flying around during sand storms, as well as garbage cans and lids. Loved those Doopus Boomer cartoons! They told it like it was. Good to hear from you grads of the forties. Keep chattin' -- and stay well. -Claris Troutman (nee Van Dusen -- then Knox) ('48) ************************************************** >>From: Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51) Enjoyed reading Dick Roberts recollection of prefabs. It brought to my mind the wooden water barrels on downtown street corners. Next to the water barrels were salt tablets to help the body sustain the hot summer days with no shade trees anywhere to be seen. Does anyone else recall these barrels & tablets? As youth we spent many hours riding the free bus service all over town -- just had to get transfers and you could go anywhere you wanted at no cost. Of course this was in 1944-45. Then there was the Hi-Spot Club - located in a two-story building near where the current Albertsons is located. Burgers, music and fun times were had by all. -Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter ('51) ************************************************** >>From: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) Thanks to Steve Piippo (70) for mentioning the '58 team since others have been talking about great players. That is the team that brought the first state boys' basketball title to Richland. Judy DeMeyer (58-deceased) and I rode the train over to Seattle and stayed at the Vance (seems like that was one of the last years the Vance allowed Richland students to stay there). Were those games played at the U? That part is fuzzy. It's been great teaching at RHS with so many Bombers and having many second generation Bombers as students. -Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Lamb Brown (62) Tex Ritter was my favorite who sang "Big Rock Candy Mountain". Another favorite I recall was "Mockingbird Hill" by who? -- Les Paul and Mary Ford? It seems to me they played that on the merry-go-round. -Kathy Lamb Brown (62) ************************************************** >>From: Jim House (63) Congratulations to Hope Solo (99?). She was named a repeat High School All American soccer player from Richland in today's Parade magazine. Normally I only scan Parade to check Marilyn Vos Savant's column for errors while eating my obligatory Sunday morning bran muffin. But today it was great to see a Bomber get national honors. Let's salute Hope. Way to go! Now I've got to go! -Jim House (63) ************************************************** >>From: Ed Temple (67) To Ted Cadd (66) and Kathy Rathjen (66) Re: Goethals Actually streets were much odder as you probably recall way back then because of the fenced off area between what was then Goethals, Knight, Stevens, and Swift. Also it depended on the timing of the addition of the streets. Goethals was a very old street coming down its present position from the northwest past Garmo's and Ray's Pharmacy (the only place to buy Superman Comics in town) at Symons to Williams and then jumping over to the present position of Jadwin south of Stevens and continuing on just west of the library, old fire station, and downtown. Jadwin, north of Williams wasn't added as a street until the Uptown Shopping district was developed in 1950. Duane started south of Lee. The area of present day Goethals north of Lee was, of course, covered with dorms back then. The small section of present day Goethals that today runs between Williams and Swift back then ran in front of the old hospital and was named Guthrie. -Ed Temple (67) ************************************************** >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) RE: PreCUTs Maren, we lived in a Precut on the corner of Wilson and Thayer. But the floor plan they show, the floor plan is just backwards. Our bedrooms were switched around. In the floor plan, calling the back of the house North and the front south, our bedrooms were on the East side not the West side as the plans show. Were there 2 different floor plans for the precut? -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ************************************************** >>From: Sandy Kaas Wallace (68) I haven't been keeping up with all the Sandstorms, but noticed a comment in today's that talked about the Marlin negatives that are available at the CREHST Museum (Columbia River Exhibit of History, Science and Technology). My sister Judy Kaas Skogen (66) and I went down there during Christmas Vacation and found lots of family groupings. My wedding pictures were all there too. I bought all my wedding negatives for only $20. They also had all the pictures my family had taken since I was born. Plus all the graduation pictures for my sister, brother and I. It's really worth a trip there, if you have a desire to get a hold of those old negatives. -Sandy Kaas Wallace (68) ************************************************** >>From: Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) To Anne Mitzlaff (77) regarding the school bus window incident.... Hey, now!!! Deny, Deny, Deny... that's what I always say! To all who went to Ray King's (49) funeral... what a wonderful show of support and love that spanned many generations! To Linda King: Ray would be proud to have seen you win the "Ray" contest over your brothers! I'm just impressed you survived growing up with "those King boys"! And Norma King, you were always like my second mom... the one who laughed when I got in trouble... instead of grounding me! -Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) ************************************************** >>From: Dave McAdie (79) To Joe Large (68), Gene Trosper (84) Re: Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart There is a very good article/interview with Lou Wilson, Ann and Nancy's mother regarding her two beautiful and talented daughters. It talks about when/where each was born and of all the places they lived - not once is Richland, WA mentioned :) Sounds like somebody's overactive imagination at work - but none of us could ever be accused of that, right!!!! They do (Heart, that is) have very distinctive Northwest beginnings though - from Bellevue to Vancouver, BC. Out! -Dave McAdie (79) ************************************************** >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) Something I have heard and wondered if it were true. Did the United Protestant Church begin here in Richland when members from all denominations went to one huge church, maybe out in North Richland? I wanted to say our whole family loves the Sandstorm, it has really taken off hasn't it? Due to your hard work Maren and Gary I recognize so many of my children's friends names and then, too, some of the people our age, too. Even heard from an old friend in Phoenix that I hadn't heard from since he was a teenager. (Steve [Ernest) Such, who graduated some time in the late seventies I think) So the Sandstorm does bring friends together. -BJ Davis (Bomber Mom ) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/23/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Harris (49), Sandra Atwater (51), Steve Carson (58), Marv Carstens (61), Mike Brady (61), Patsy Noble (61), Patti McLaughlin (65), Janice Klusman (66), Lee Bush (68), Phil Jones (69), Jeanette Dyken (73), Jeanette Haberman (73), James Wilson (76), Patty (??) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) My recollection was that when we arrived in Richland in August of 1944, the Catholic and United Protestant Churches had been constructed and were being used by their respective congregations. Both were constructed, I understood from military base plans for military chapels. The United Protestant Church, which eventually became Central United Protestant was established at the request of the government by the Methodist denomination and staffed by Methodist ministers. However, it was to be kept strictly as interdenominational to fill the needs of all Protestants. The first senior minister was Reverend (I think Thomas, or that may have been his son's name only) Atchison (Perhaps Achison). The associate minister was Rev. Kenneth Bell, a bachelor. Eventually, Kenneth Bell married and served in a number of churches in the conference. I can remember my family visiting him and his wife and children in the parsonage in Cashmere, WA. Eventually, the Lutheran church was built up on Van Giesen, I think! And from then on, many other churches were added as the town expanded and the needs were perceived. -Dick Harris, '49 ************************************************** >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Oh, yes, I do remember the salt tablets! Every time I hear or see something about salt not being good for you, I think of the salt tablets the government wanted people to take! The wind was so terrible bringing all the sand into the house. I remember that well with having to clean the window blinds. It seems like that was a constant job! Wasn't there a Hi-Spot at the Community Center too? Wasn't the one you are talking about, Doreen, the Hi-Spot? It seems there used to be dances at the old Knights of Columbus building going out of Richland. Anyone remember? Remember the jitterbugging? There was a couple that used to dance and everyone would stand back and watch and it was called Dirty Boogie????????? Or am I crazy --- don't answer that! Yes, I also remember the free buses and the signs on the inside telling people to be quiet about ---------- don't remember the exact words. I still think of how amazing it was that they could keep a secret of such a huge thing. My Dad had saved gas coupons so we could go fishing in Idaho and when he went to the country store one morning there was the headline of the bombing and that was the first that my Dad knew what he had been doing. Really amazing! -Sandra Atwater Boyd 1951 ************************************************** >>From: Steve Carson (58) For Mary Lee Lester (58) Yes the State Tournament was played at the Pavilion at the University. I have super memories of the Vance and was probably among the Bombers that contributed to the ban. We also took the train over and partied for four straight days. Great teams and a great time. -Steve Carson 58 ************************************************** >>From: Marv Carstens (61) For those interested: I saw an inquiry re: Tom Barton, the English and drama teacher who was at Col-Hi from the mid-50's through the class of '61, and can provide the following information. Tom began teaching at CBC in the fall of '61, and was THE man in drama and English for the next four or five (six?) years. He then was hired at WSU in English, where he remained until his death last year at age 66. He began as an instructor in English, moved up to assistant professor, then to full professor. Before his (my word here) UNTIMELY passing, he had been appointed Chair of the English department, and, for the last several years was coordinator of the WSU summer language program. His wife, Betty, is also deceased. Hope this information is of interest to those of us who remember Tom as the perennial "senior class favorite teacher" (along with Warren Scott and Nadine Brown. -Marv Carstens, '61 ************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (61) Thanks for the information about the pre-fabs. My mother lived in one until she passed away in 1997. Our family moved to the 1400 block of Goethals in 1944. We lived in a 2 bedroom "B" house for about 12 years. My dad built me a bedroom in the basement. Each night when I would go to bed, I would sit on the top step for awhile checking for monsters or other invaders. When there was a break-out at the Walla Walla Penitentiary I was certain that the escapees were hiding in my basement. I especially enjoy reading the history of the 40's in Richland as I was too young to remember, and who can forget the 1957 and 58 Bomber basketball teams. I can still hear the fans screaming, "WE WANT NORRIS!" even though we were leading by 30. -Mike Brady (61) ************************************************** >>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61) RE: Hi Spot Pictures For anyone's enjoyment and some special memories for many. -Patsy Noble Eichner (61) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [] ************************************************** >>From: Patty McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) To: Kathy Lamb Brown (62) I can remember the words to Mockingbird Hill. But was the singer Patti Page? -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) ************************************************** >>From: Janice Klusman McCurdy (66) Yes, and to Kathi and Ted.... I live on Goethals Dr (formerly known as Duane) I am in a pre-cut put up in the 1940's, but it had been re-modeled with an addition onto the width of the house at the back. That way I have a dining room just behind the utility room, but still close to the kitchen. I remember the street when it was Duane and I was just a kid. I always wanted my Dad to drive down this street because of all the tall trees on the west side of the street. I thought it was so cool in the late afternoon when the entire street was shaded! -Janice Klusman McCurdy (66) ************************************************** >>From: Lee Bush (68) Recently got my first computer. I had been reading the Alumni Sandstorm via my brother - Gary Bush (66) - who would print them out for me. I've enjoyed reading entries from all the other alumni. Today, I read Sandy Kaas Wallace's (68) mention of the photos at CREHST. My sister - Dorothy Bush Vowels (72), went down and bought family photos from 1956! Also, speaking of house configurations - maybe it has already been mentioned - but the Richland Senior Citizens Association was selling Christmas tree ornaments this past Christmas depicting the profile of the "A" house. The ornament also had a sentence on it mentioning how many of the "A" houses were built. They are currently sold out, but I understand, via my Dad, that they might be ordering more. Plans are to produce ornaments depicting each series of government houses built. The Richland Senior Assn. is using the profits to build a new Senior Citizens Center - boy do they need a new one with much easier access and increased parking. Short hi to all my alums out there. I retired from the Richland Police Dept. in 1989 after serving my home town for sixteen years. I retired to degenerative arthritis of the knees, since then I've been battling the old weight problem. Met a few of you during my tenure at the PD - both in good and bad times. It was an honor to be hired by Richland. I am now a 9-1-1 dispatcher for SE-Comm, administered by City of Richland, which serves all of Benton County except for the City of Prosser providing police/deputy, fire or ambulance. Maybe I'll speak to you. Take care and keep submitting items to the Sandstorm! -Lee Bush (68) ************************************************** >>From: Phil Jones (69) To Joe Large (68) and Rich Crigler (70) The Beach Boys used to play at our sock hops at Carmichael too. Afterward they always wanted to take me to ZIPS and buy me a Papa Jo, fries and tartar and a cherry coke. I usually couldn't go because Marilee Rush was waiting for me outside the roller rink. -Phil Jones 69 ************************************************** >>From: Jeanette Dyken Yarger (73) Dick Harris (49) talks about living at 1800 Longfitt. That brings back a lot of memories for me. My grandparents lived there from (?--all my life that I know of 1954) until 1997. That house holds many memories for me. -Jeanette Dyken Yarger (73) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Jeanette Haberman (73) Date: Mon Feb 22 09:58:15 1999 Living in Pennsylvania, I feel so far away from my roots in eastern Washington. I am glad my brother emailed me this site! -Jeanette Haberman (73) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: James C. Wilson (76) Date: Mon Feb 22 17:28:13 1999 Wunderbar! A Bomber Web site It was with great pleasure to see your Bomber web site for all the old Col-Hi aficionados. Even though I am now a teacher at Hanford High, along with the estimable L. Tucker, I still own several pairs of green and gold RHS athletic socks. Remember Mr. Allen? The Projection Room? Morley Paul's class doing Julius Caesar? Oh yes, many vintage memories.... -James Wilson (76) ************************************************** >>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) We lived in a precut on McPherson between Wilson and Van Geisen, and the precut next door to us(where Erin Owens lived) was a mirror image of ours. Also some of them had little entry way jogs (areas) and some did not. Ours did not. Patty *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/24/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers, 1 curator, 1 Mom and 1 Teacher today: Dick Harris (49), Ray Gillette (49), Doreen Hallenbeck (51), Ralph Myrick (51), Carol Staples (54), Marguerite Groff (54), Bob Cadd (70) / Cathy Lee (70), Rich Crigler (70), Mike Davis (74), Jenny Smart (87), Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom), Lynn Dunton (Teacher), Connie Estep (CREHST Curator) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) RE: Re: Sandra Atwater Boyd's (51) comments on couple jitterbugging! Hi Sandra! The couple you mention that everyone used to stand around and watch in my era, was Bob Fitzpatrick and Dawn Weeks. They were both rather short in stature, as I remember it, but tall in talent and dancing skills! They eventually married and Bob went into the Navy, as I remember it. I sold them my 1936 Ford, Three-Window Deluxe Coupe, with Washington Blue color, for about $300, and I have had seller's remorse ever since. I found another, same model, and restored it and painted it Hawthorne Green Metallic. It had a Columbia two-speed rear axle, so was special! In the '70's, I was in Auburn, Indiana, where many old classic cars were manufactured in their heyday, and I toured the Auburn, Cord, Duesenberg Museum in that city. My sister, Lyn, (Ethel, Ethelyn) was escorting me as a part of my visit in Fort Wayne. We enjoyed the seeing all of the very expensive and expertly restored automobiles, but the one that caught my eye, was a Washington Blue, Three-Window, Deluxe Ford Coupe, sitting back in the corner, not being featured at all. I told my sister, some day I'm going to have one of those again. Sure enough, a few years later, I found one, partly restored and the owner was getting burned out in the restoring process. We made a deal and I completed the job! A few years later, a member of the Early Ford V-8 Car Club, advertised for that exact car from Michigan. He wanted to re-create his honeymoon, of some 50 years ago, as an anniversary surprise for his wife. The nostalgia of that proposal, got my attention and I sold it to him. Again, I have had seller's remorse, ever since. Anybody got a '40 Ford Convertible they want to sell, like the one Mary Triem and Glen Mowery used to sport! Anyway, Bob and Dawn, the jitterbugging pros! Thanks for sharing the Hi Spot pictures. Looks like Phil Raekes jitterbugging to me! Also looks Neil Goff in the picture on the left. I suppose someone will point out to me that all of the persons are identified elsewhere in the download. Learning about someone's grandparents living in our old prefab was special. Thanks, Jeanette Dyken Yarger! -Dick Harris '49 ************************************************** >>From: Ray Gillette (49) I'm not sure when the name Hi Spot came into being but the original "Teen age club" was situated in W-17 (W=Woman's Dorm). As the Men's and Women's Dorms were being slowly phased out, one of them #17 was converted to a place for us to congregate and have fun. The lower floor was mostly games and refreshments (pool and ping pong). Some of us would play games during the early part of the evening and then go upstairs later for dancing. It was a great place for fun and games. Later, part of the Community Center (Recreation Hall) took over for those activities. So, it is true Sandra Atwater Boyd (Hi Sandra) that we had at least two teen age clubs. I still remember competing with Ray King (49-R.I.P.) and others playing ping pong and learning how to play pool in those places. Never did learn how to dance very well though. I must have stayed downstairs too long. Our dance champions from my class were Bob Fitzpatrick and Dawn Weeks who could really trip the light fantastic in those days. -Ray Gillette (49) ************************************************** >>From: Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51) The teen-age club I referred to was in a two-story dormitory building, not at the current community house in Richland. The formal name of Hi-Spot Club was not pronounced until about 1949 or 50 -- I recall one room where burgers were made, one where cards/games could be played and one for dancing. Anyone else recall this location? Sandra, the now community house Hi-Spot was fantastic too; we even held the Friday evening gathering of the Class of '51 there in 1986 (our 35th) with cocktails and hors d'oeuvres - the Saturday activity was elsewhere. -Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51) ************************************************** >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) Too Lee Bush (68). Hi Lee. Nice to see your name on the Sandstorm page. I retired from teaching in l994 and am working with the Richland Police Department in the VIPs program. You probably hear me on the radio every Wednesday. You know, "Robert 430 to dispatch" and such. Tom Lee's son also works there. I sure look forward to working with them. Everyone in the office is super. When we call for police assistance every officer takes it very seriously. I would to say that if any of you out there are looking for something to do go to your local police department. They all have such a need for volunteers. If you are interested in the Richland Police Department, call Sgt. Bill Tanner at 942-7770. Hope to hear you on the radio, Lee. And by the way, I sat with Cris Vowels at Chief Lewis' retirement luncheon Thursday. Chris is really a top notch officer. Man, his daughters have grown. Kendra married, Leslie going to school. and Jessica plugging on right behind them. What a neat family. See you later, -Ralph Myrick (51) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54) Date: Tue Feb 23 22:37:50 1999 Inasmuch as I haven't been back to Richland since leaving in '57, I've been like a kid in a candy store spending this evening re-living places and events posted by everyone. I have enjoyed reading reminders of things that were there when... Would love to attend a Reunion at least 1 time, but Orlando is so far away. Hopefully I will make it one day. Richland was a unique place in which to grow up... This is really a great idea and a good way to renew old friendships. -Carol Staples Gardner-Emmons (54) ************************************************** >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) To Dick Harris (49) Your information regarding the early churches in Richland was interesting. We moved here in 1945 and the first church we attended was CUP. What most of us kids liked most about it was the balcony in the old church. That was the days when all women wore hats to church and we loved to look at the hats and often times made fun of a few. I also remember that our Brownie and Girl Scout meetings were held in the church basement. Eventually, when I was in 5th grade I decided to start attending Richland Lutheran. Maybe I started there because it was a little closer to my home. Within a year or so my parents and siblings followed me to that church. I stayed at Richland Lutheran until I was married and moved away and for a few years after we returned to Richland. A little history about that church. In approximately 1945 (not sure of date) Pastor Milton Grimsrud was sent to Richland to start a Lutheran church. At that point it was a mission church. He did find an empty grange hall for sale on what is now the corner of VanGiesen and Stevens. It was purchased, then God and Pastor Grimsrud proceeded to build a church. Over the years, that particular building was remodeled, a steeple put on it, and eventually it was replaced with the building that is there today. I think the new church is beautiful, but I really miss the small church (and the wonderful steeple) that was there all the years I was growing up. To: Sandra Atwater Boyd (54): There was originally a High Spot in one of the dormitory buildings, somewhere between what is now Knight St. and Lee Blvd. (I think). It's really hard to look at things today and remember exactly how they were back in the "olden" days. I do remember that we went square dancing in a dormitory building which was just next to where the High Spot was. I also remember that I was too young for High Spot and could hardly wait until I was old enough to go there. By the time we were old enough, it had moved to the Community Center on George Washington Way. I was there almost every Wednesday and Saturday night that it was open. I have many memories of those years and how much fun we had. Commercial Time for Class of 1954: - Hopefully you've all received your letter regarding our 45th reunion September 10-12. As of today I have 5 persons registered. I know from experience that the first registrations come in pretty slow and that I shouldn't be nervous - but!!. Hopefully you are at least making hotel reservations. There will be a lot of grads in town that weekend, since Club 40 is also having their reunion. In the next week or so I'm going to have Maren list all the classmates that we have lost track of. I need your help in locating as many as possible. Also, if there is anyone out there that hasn't added your e-mail address to the Class of 54 site, please do, or at least send me your e-mail address so I can keep you informed about events, deaths, and a report after the reunion. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Robert Cadd and Cathy Lee Cadd (70) Date: Tue Feb 23 00:07:11 1999 Just found your web site from my brother-in-law. It was so much fun to be connected again to RHS but where is the class of 1970? We live in Redmond, Washington. Our two sons also graduated from RHS (Redmond, Washington) Look forward to the 30th in 2000. Thanks for putting this together. -Cathy Lee Cadd (70) ************************************************** >>From: Rich Crigler (70) Mike Franco - Handshake ( haven't heard from you for awhile. I know you have more to say) Joe Large -- Playmates with Heart Now, Phil (69) Jones -- Beachboy Burger Buddy - and Dater of Miss Rush Boy It's getting thick - I remember the Carmichael boys hanging out at the Chief Jo Warriors' sock hops -- something about the Chief Jo girls. The other thing for Mr. Jones -- How long has it been since you had just one Papa Joe? The Cherry flavor in the Coke was cherry vodka -- You Carmichael guys always had a problem. Still here with more memory coming back every day, -Crigler (70) ************************************************** >>From: Mike Davis (74) Re: Phil Jones' (69) response to Crigler's (70) Merilee Rush claim: I, too, Phil, remember the Beach Boys playing at the soc-hop, but what you failed to mention is that they were only the warm up band for the big event later that evening - THE BEATLES. I got to talk to Paul McCartney the next day. Lennon and McCartney had spent the night before with Crigler. I didn't see Ringo or George. Crigler told me they were over at Franco's house. Oh the memories!!!! -Mike Davis (74) ************************************************** >>From: Jenny Smart Page (87) Wondering if anyone out there in Bomber alum-ville has an address for a couple of former RHS teachers. Specifically, Jim Harbour, who taught various Biology classes until retiring in '89 (?) and for Karen Eitreim, a German language instructor who left to become an administrator for the Lacy (?) school district in 87. I'll take either snail mail or e-mail. Just would like to let these fine folks know what a positive influence they had on my life... they were fine instructors. -Jenny Smart Page (87) ************************************************** >>From: Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom) I am enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm a lot! We moved to a prefab in January 1947 as young marrieds. I remember the sand blowing. I had chenille bedspreads and one day was gone and left a bedroom window open. When I came home the sand had filled in all the little spaces between the rows of chenille. What a mess and no vacuum cleaner! Another time we went out and left the little door at the back of the house open so our cat could get in and out. When we came home, about six cats came flying out that door! "Dingbat" had been entertaining! Keep those memories coming! -Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher) To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51), I was happy to hear Hi Spot mentioned. John Pocrnich (Carmichael Coach) and I were directors there in 1957-58. I truly enjoyed my job and resigned only because I moved to Southern California. Kids were switching from jitterbug to bee-bop and it was interesting keeping up with all the "45" recordings. Do you remember the little disk with the large hole in the center that needed an adapter to be played on regular record players? -Lynn Dunton (Teacher) ************************************************** >>From: Connie Estep (CREST) The Columbia River Exhibition of History, Science and Technology (CREHST) is looking for pictures of the following letter houses: C, K, Q, R, S, U, V, Y. The earlier the photos the better and we would prefer photos with little foreground or background. -Connie Estep (CREHST Curator) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/25/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers, 1 Bomber Mom and 1 Obit today: Dick Harris (49), Glenna Kelly (55), Ken Heminger (56), Max Sutton (57), Nancy Jones (60), Walt Bailey (60), Jinny Barnett (62), Paula Beardsley (62), Betsy Fox (63), Paul & Mary Anne Vosse Hirst (63) Tedd Cadd (66), M. Franco (70), Anne Mitzlaff (77), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) Yes, many of us remember the '48 flood! I was working, as was my sister-in-law, at the "Mug Inn", a drive-in on the highway, just west of Kennewick. We had to drive west through Benton City and I think closer to Prosser, then into the Horse Heaven Hills to get high enough to come back east to Kennewick and work. We were very glad that the construction crews and equipment were available to build the dike to protect the towns and property. That was quite a mobilization of men and equipment. Many of you will remember Gary Nield's (49) brother, Vernal (46), just returning from a tour of duty in Korea and his going down to the family's restaurant in the converted barn, between Richland and the "Y." The business was owned by the Nields and the Barons, if I remember. Vernal went out in a rowboat to check the property and unfortunately was electrocuted. What a tragedy, when he had survived a tour of duty in Korea. Hi Patty McLaughlin Cleavenger (65): The artist I remember singing "Mockingbird Hill" was the "Singing Rage, Miss Patti Page." Her real name was Clara Ann Fowler and she was from Tulsa. How do I know this? I saw it on TV this morning while I was doing my 30 min. stint on Nordic Trac. She is up for a Grammy tonight as a grandmother. Actually, I did remember it was Patti Page and a couple of others she was noted for were "Tennessee Waltz" and "Confess!" Hope this helps! -Dick Harris '49 ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Glenna Darlene Kelly Gandenberger (55) Date: Wed Feb 24 18:04:32 1999 Hi all: Am especially interested in hearing from any of my classmates of 1955. Anyone out there? -Glenna Darlene Kelly Gandenberger (55) ************************************************** >>From: Ken Heminger (56) It's always great reading the memories of some of the old Bombers. It has a tendency to spark some of my own like!. (1) Everyone it seems, has a sand storm tale to tell. Mine is this. Sometime in the early 50s my dad and my uncle had to go to Benton City for something (can't remember now what..) anyway on the way back, some where along the line, the old Jeep P/U they were in ran out of gas. They sat there a few minutes wondering what to do now. As you might guess traffic wasn't all that heavy between Benton city and what was then Heminger City /Enterprise. The wind as usual was blowing pretty hard. My dad had an idea! He told my uncle of his idea and they got out and started to push the truck. Once it was rolling good, they jumped back in and left the doors open. The wind caught the doors like sails and blew them back into town and into the old Richfield gas station. (2) Several people have mentioned the radio station KALE. There used to be a western request program called KALE Corral. Several of my friends and I joined the Air Force together in 1955. After spending some time in basic training at Parks AFB California, we all got together and decided to send a request to KALE Corral and have it dedicated to our AF recruiting Sergeant, Sgt. Foley in Pasco. I have no idea now who the DJ was at that time, but from what we heard he really played it up. Sgt. Foley later said he hadn't heard the request but that he certainly had heard about it. Oh yeah, the song we requested was... "You told a lie and I believed you" Grover, ask Terry about this. He should remember it. (3) Someone mentioned riding a piece of plywood being pulled by a car with a long rope in the irrigation ditch. Yup! Been there, Done that!! I don't know what irrigation ditch he was talking about. The only one I know of divided Heminger City and Enterprise, now West Richland. It was great fun. The one thing he failed to mention was: If you slid over and hit the bank you got thrown off the board and likely landed in a lot of sand burrs. Even today I cringe at the thought of pulling those buggers out!! OK that's it for me. Bomber Cheers, -Ken Heminger (56) ************************************************** >>From: Max Sutton (57) >From Max Sutton (57) to anybody: Does anyone remember a Spanish teacher named Margeret Collaton (spelling?). We called her Maggie the Carpetbagger because of the huge carpetbag she carried everywhere. Wonder what ever happened to her anyway. Was really good to hear about the Wilson boys and all the people in that area. We lived at 218 Barth right next to the Jones for years. Mom sold the house in 1985 after Dad died. I believe that it was a real neat area. Sleeping out at night in the park on Comstock and Barth and in the night stealing cherries from Donna Ogden's parent's tree. Ah life! it was so good then. -Max Sutton (57) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) Date: Wed Feb 24 14:01:05 1999 Keeping in Touch I am looking forward to keeping in touch with class of 1960 members. I sent e-mails earlier in the year, but Jim Johnson (now in Atlanta GA) was the only response. I was Nancy Ann Jones.... I married the teacher Jerry Larsen who taught English, Year Book, Newspaper and had the School Annual.... Jerry died of a massive heart attack in 1996. I climbed to the top of Mt Sinai in Egypt to marry my current husband, Gordon Pritchard. He is a retired Lutheran Minister also and went to the Seminary with Jerry. Gordon and I have known each other 30 years. I work as the Credentialing Manager for a new HMO (dirty word) in Portland, Oregon. Would love to get in touch with Chuck McElroy, Larry Rice, Gary Horton, Barry Byron, Mary Lou Kelly, Glenda Dixon and many more of you if I had the opportunity. Write to me! -Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) ************************************************** >>From: Walt Bailey (60) Hi fellow Alumni Does anyone recall a Richland car club that was formed in the mid to late 50's. I recall meetings and having a plaque on display in the back window of my 53 Ford. The plaque was aluminum and was painted light blue with a pyramid symbol on it. The pyramid was to symbolize that we lived in the desert. -Walt Bailey (60) ************************************************** >>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62) Hello out there. So good to be back. I had lost something in my home computer couldn't get connected to the internet, but now I am whole. Love reading all the memories. Attended my husband's class reunion this summer had a great time. Left the E-mail address on the table but not too many old folks are into computers. I am sure some copied it though and I am sure more will follow as they learn to navigate the internet with the grandkids. Loved hearing about Hi-Spot, one of my favorite places in junior high. Mr. and Mrs. Dunton, were usually the chaperones what great people to put up with all the noise and confusion of a rowdy bunch of teens going and coming. He was the chorus teacher at Carmichael. Dancer I remember most was a guy we referred to as Little Louie - saw him at the reunion and he could still dance circles around most. Hi out there class of 62. (Jinny Barnett Howser) Still here in Richland, never left. Why don't we hear from you guys who are reading but not responding? I know you're out there because you are the ones who gave me this E-mail address. -Jinny Barnett Howser (62) ************************************************** >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (620 To Dick Harris (49) and others re- CUP I refer to the ALIVE book which was put together for the 25th anniversary celebration of Richland and the 40th anniversary of Hanford - December 1944 - Rev. Father Sweeny held the first mass in the Catholic Church, now Christ the King. The United Protestant Church held its first services in their new church. In January of 1945 the United Protestant Church was dedicated. Noted under a picture of the First United Protestant Church, pg.11 - it says that built in 1944 on the corner of Williams Blvd. and Stevens Drive, just north of the present CUP. The Catholic Church across the street had the same basic design but no steeple. Trivia Question- Who knows what the original name of Carmichael Jr. High was when it was built in 1948? See ya Bombers -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ************************************************** from the RHS Guest Book: >>From: Betsy Fox Vance (63) Time: 1999-02-24 20:44:45 Comments: Hi, all old friends and classmates, Tis' an interesting transition I am in right now. After being away from Richland for 36 years, as a teacher and/or school counselor in California, Colorado, Friday Harbor, WA and Montana, I will be returning to Richland. It will be fun to have my 2 sons going to the HS from which I graduated back in 1963. (I wonder if 'Zip's' and Lee Blvd. are still the places to 'cruise'...) I am presently in Missoula, Montana as a middle school counselor. If any of you who are in the Tri-Cities hear of any counseling or teaching positions, I would appreciate it if you would let me know. (Thanks..) I am certified in school counseling (K-12) and teaching K-12 (HS Social Sciences and History) Hope life has treated you all well over the years. I'm looking forward to reconnecting with old friends. -Betsy Fox Vance (63) ************************************************** >>From: Paul and Mary Ann Vosse Hirst (63) To: Dick Harris (49) Dick, what a delight to see the mention of Auburn, Indiana. We lived in Auburn from 1972 through most of 1975 and truly enjoyed the car history of that little burg (population 8,000), especially Labor Day weekend when car owners from all over the country and the world would bring their cars for a parade, then park around the courthouse square, and finally some of the cars would end up at the two-day auction. What a thrill to feel the low, thumping rumble of a Duesenburg slowly coming down the street in parade. You could feel it before you could hear it! The event was a festival for old car lovers, with booths selling parts, manuals, etc. It seemed to us that almost every old house in town had a garage with an old car in it being restored. But that comes from its roots as one of the original towns for producing automobiles (Auburns, Cords and Duesenburgs, McIntyres.) We look back on the town with fond memories. Also, to Joe Large (66) Joe, while we were living in Auburn, Indiana, we made friends with a couple there named Joe and Julie Finn. In talking with them one night, it turns out they were friends with your brother Dennis when they were in the Air Force stationed in England. When they mentioned his name, I said you've got to be kidding - I remember him from CYO and we went to the same high school! Talk about a small world. -Paul and Mary Ann Vosse Hirst (63) ************************************************** >>From: Tedd Cadd (66) For Dick Harris (49): There were precuts interspersed in the prefab areas in South and Southwest Richland. We lived in a three-bedroom prefab at 1039 Winslow from 9/52 to 12/54, a three-bedroom precut at 903 Adams between 12/54 and 6/62 and a three bedroom prefab again at 808 Winslow until I graduated. My mom still lives there. There were a mixture of precuts and prefabs on the Adams block. -Tedd Cadd (66) ************************************************** >>From: M. Franco (70) Good to hear from Bob Cadd (70)... and Crigler (70), wasn't it cherry 7-up we drank at Zips? You never could trust those Carmichael pukes... Jones took a few too many bad hops off the ole tomato.. maybe Joe Hedges didn't drag that infield like he should have. Oh, by the way Rich, mind if I borrow your motorcycle (Suzuki 250, if I recall!)??? I had a pretty wild ride, didn't I? Any class of 70 (more or less) up for crashin this class of 65 gig in June? should be a good time and it is not as if we never showed up uninvited before!!! think about it folks! -M. Franco (70) ************************************************** >>From: Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) Jenny Smart Page (87) mentioned the science teacher Jim Harbour and how influential he was. I debated to send this memory of him in until Jenny brought his name up. He was an awesome teacher, you know, the kind you like, respect, and learn about the subject you're in there for PLUS many other life long little things. Anyway, one day we were doing a lab. Mr. Harbour had one basic rule for labs - No messing around. We were doing something with chemicals and test tubes. Cameron Mitchell walked by and retied my apron behind the back of my chair. I was going to undo it after I did one more thing. I dumped some stuff into a test tube and WHOOSH! It shot up and splattered the ceiling, I let out a startled scream as I went backwards in my chair. Mr. Harbour came flying out of a side room right to me to see if I was ok. I was fine until I realized I hadn't undone my apron from the chair, and I had no way to hide it from Mr. H. since he was the one helping me up! The look in his eyes changed from concern to anger to disappointment all in a flash. He let us know we'd screwed up and he didn't like it in a loud (but could have been louder) tone. Cameron and I felt so bad that we'd challenged his one main request. We apologized, but that isn't the same. In a way, I got my lesson retaught. The stuff from the tube some how got on my pant legs and bleached my dark green cords with white polka-dots (garbage). Mr. Harbour was one of my favorite teachers. Seeing what we caused in his face sure did bother us. That's what great teachers can do. They get students to care back. -Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) ************************************************** >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) To Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom) I, too, remember those flat top Prefabs, Harriet. Mine and Norm's first home was one of the little 1 bedrooms. We were still there when they put the roofs on them. They put those roofs on in just a few hours, it is amazing that they have stayed on all those years. Ours, 1421 Perkins, was removed in later years for Torbett to extend on through. Wonder what ever happened to that cute little Prefab When the government sold the houses they also sold you the furniture in it and as you know the government never thought of saving money on this project so the furniture was well made. Some of those dining room sets are still prized possessions. We bought some great chairs too when they sold the furnishings of the old Desert Inn. Those lobby chairs were practically indestructible but of course Mike and Steve and their buddies eventually managed to do so. They eventually ended up out on the patio for the many Davis Court tournaments so they were put to good use. Another thing I wanted to mention to those who would take them serious, Mike Davis (74) and Rich Crigler (70) are two of the biggest tall tale tellers on the net you know.... Best to all of you who write in, We all really enjoy the Sandstorm.. You are great Maren and Gary to put so much work in to the paper.. thanks. -BJ Davis, Bomber Mom of Sheila, Steve, Mike, Karen and the twins, Kent (Wig) and Keith (Jumbo) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/26/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Shirley Watts (49), Sandra Atwater (51), Carole Staples (54), Jimmy Boyd (55), Sharon Panther (57), Pat Varvel (59), Wally Carlson (61), Jinny Barnett (62), Nancy Fellman (62), Mari Eckert (65), Brad Upton (74), Sean Lewis (77), Dave McAdie (79) ************************************************** >>From: Shirley Watts James (49) It is interesting hearing about the old Hi-Spot club. I believe Ray Gillette (49) was correct when he said it was in W-17 (women's dorm). However, I know the Hi-Spot name came about due to a contest when I was either a sophomore or Jr. at Columbia High, because I entered it. I can't remember who won, but I sure remember the wonderful times I had there. -Shirley Watts James (49) ************************************************** >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Hi Guys and Gals----Sure enjoyed all the responses. This Sandstorm is so great cause some people can remember things that others cannot and so it "fills" in spaces in our memories. Anything remembered about that bldg. going out of Richland that I remember as having dances sometimes? Has anyone ever thought, as I have, how lucky we really were being in Richland during those years of our lives? Everyone lived on the same level as far as our parents incomes and so there were no problems as to some being very rich and others very poor. We were well taken care of (FBI,etc.)! Anyway, I think it was a pretty good life during those times of war -- ---------even if couldn't get candy bars all the time!! To Lynn Dunton (Teacher) Glad I mentioned the Hi Spot for you to remember all your good times! Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) ************************************************** >>From: Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54) I hear people mention names of streets, and suddenly they sound familiar, but can't place where they are, etc. (Been away 45 yrs.) I lived at 211 Armistead, believe it was an "E" house. Later when the ranch houses were built I always thought it would be neat to live in one of them. But the "E" was nice and my Dad excavated the basement and made an entertainment room for us and then a workshop area for himself. Mentioning the entertainment room reminds me of when we finally were going to be able to get TV in Richland - a lot of snow for awhile, but just a snowy image was quite exciting - can you imagine!!?? and look at us today talking back and forth on the computer. As far as entertainment for us kids, "sock hop" 2 indoor theaters, outdoor skating rink, and drive-in, were it, until 3rd theater added. Well, until later, I have a lot of reading to do to catch up... -Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54) ************************************************** >>From: Jimmy D. Boyd (55) No response to question about "What is the Pit?" No one wants to share? -Jimmy D. Boyd (55) ************************************************** >>From: Sharon Panther Taff (57) One of the DJ's of the western request program called KALE Corral was Lloyd Amon. If I remember right it used to come on the afternoon. To me Lloyd and KALE were synonymous. -Sharon Panther Taff (57) ************************************************** >>From: Pat Varvel (59) RE: Hi Spot Pictures I think you'll find Dianne Goodenow (59) in the second picture and I think Sandy Stice (60) might be on the left in the third picture. Check it out. -Pat Varvel (59) ************************************************** >>From: Wally Carlson (61) Carmichael was to be named Captain Gray in honor of the explorer who discovered the mouth of the Columbia River. If Captain Gray had been used, then Carmichael would also have had a name pertaining to the history of the northwest. I seem to recall that "Capt Gray" was printed on the inside of some of the locker doors, apparently as shipping directions from the factory. I had been told that Carmichael was the name of the people who owned the land on which the school was built. I don't have any idea if that is true or not. I had recently heard of the passing of Tom Barton who taught senior comp and lit. I remember him as the first teacher who encouraged us to think and then defend our thoughts, rather than just spit back facts. I am glad to hear that he got an opportunity to teach at the college level. I am especially glad to hear that it was at WSU. (I was WSU '65) -Wally Carlson '61 ************************************************** >>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62) TO: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) >From one Bomber Mom to another.(Bomber also) Wig and Jumbo went to school with 2 of my daughters. Tana and Tara Garrett. Always enjoyed them. -Jinny Barnett Howser (62) ************************************************** >>From: Nancy Fellman Lysher (62) To Walt Bailey (60) I have one of those plaques of the car club somewhere in my "stuff". It belongs to my husband Gary Lysher '60 and it was in the window of his 55 Chevy he "raced" at Ellensburg, Deer Park, etc. Maybe even in Columbia park! Remember the races at Columbia park and trying to disappear when they were raided? I think I even have some of Gary's old trophies. I remember riding to the "line" with Gary and then jumping out and running over to the side to watch him race. I also recall the day I came home from the hospital in October 1963 with our first son and being dumped at his mother's while he went on to the drag races at Deer Park. He never did grow up... continued to race or go to one every chance he could find an excuse. Who else out there remembers who was in that club and what was the name? -Nancy Fellman Lysher '62 ************************************************** >>From: Leona "Mari" Eckert Leahy (65) Hi Maren. This is (Leona) Mari (Eckert) Leahy, class of 65. Just had to tell some folks some interesting news I came across today. Went to Kadlec Hospital this morning, and on my way to the elevators by the route from the Emergency entrance I got enthralled with old newspaper clippings hung on the walls along that route. Since this was a route I'd never used before, maybe they have been up there for years as far as I know, but it was neat seeing these for the first time. What was really thrilling (sorry, but my life's kind of dull at the moment!) were news clips from the Seattle Times, dated April 3, 1949. Had baby pictures of seven babies, with their mother's (one of the pictures) and one of just six of the seven babies, all by themselves. These kids all had to be close to my age. Here are their names: Susan Knight, Alex Park, Suzanne Berry, Laura Parker, Chris Janos, Jimmy Figgenshaw, and Karen Peck. Don't know for sure if the Laura Parker is the same one I grew up with but like I said, it looked like the babies were the right age group. The article said that since June of 1944, 2300 babies had been born at Kadlec without the loss of any mothers. Our parents were quite prolific weren't they? Apparently not much to do in Richland in those early days besides cozying up with your loved one!! Anyway, thought some might find this interesting and maybe want to check it out for themselves. Love reading all the stuff from your writers... they all seem like old friends! Bye for now. -Leona "Mari" Eckert Leahy (65) ************************************************** >>From: Brad Upton (74) Here's a memory I've been sitting on. Carmichael offered a class during the 8th grade called Intro. to Foreign Language. You took Spanish, German and French for 6 weeks each and then you could decide which one you liked and wanted to take in 9th grade. During my 6 weeks in Mrs.. (Frau) Painter's class, Jerry Sions and myself made life miserable for her with our smart mouths and constant disruptions. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Anyway, one day Mrs. Painter took me out in the hall and asked me (actually yelled at me), "Brad Upton, do you think you're going to grow up and be a comedian someday? Is that what you want to be? Do you think some day you're going to get paid to make people laugh? You need to get back in that classroom and get serious because I don't find you the least bit funny." Thank you Frau Painter for perhaps planting the seed. I just did my 3000th performance the other night. I'm off to Las Vegas tomorrow night for 1 show and then back on Saturday. I'm planning on doing a show at RHS Auditorium on April 17th. I expect %100 attendance by those of you still in the Tri-Cities and then we'll all go drink some beer somewhere. I'll give you more details later and I apologize for this commercial announcement. Brad PS. Is Mrs. Painter still around? I'd love to send her free tickets. -Brad Upton (74) ************************************************** >>From: Sean Lewis (77) Hey! Here's one for you. Does anyone have any recollections of either the Water Follies festivities around 1963-66, and/or the Richland Players theater organization around that same time? My mom, Jan Lewis was involved a lot in both and I remember being in the Water Follies Pageant (I think that's what it was called) when, I believe, the Miss Tri-Cities was crowned, down in Columbia Park at night. I still remember all the excitement of the carnival and cheap rides and souvenirs and lights and junk food at that carnival -- all the more dramatic at night. I was the kid in the pageant who carried the crown on the very "royal-looking" pillow before they crowned her. I did that for a two years, I think, and didn't drop it ONCE, thank you very much. And my mom was in a number of Richland Players productions around then and I was one of the obnoxious kids (don't you just hate typecasting??) in "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" with her. Her best friend, Louise Thayer, was in a number of them with her. I still have the programs. Anyone remember any of that stuff? -Sean Lewis (77) ************************************************** >>From: Dave McAdie (79) My thoughts and prayers go out to the King family and to the Deberry family in their time of loss. I graduated with Hal Deberry (79) and Linda (King) Goetz (79). I remember Ray always being around the Baseball fields when I played Pony and Colt. The thing I remember the most about Jean Deberry was at our 10-year reunion. She was a great help and seemed to be just one of us - she knew/remembered all of us, at least if we had ever played ball - it seemed. They were both great people in our Richland community - they will be missed. To Betsy Fox Vance (63) who asked (I wonder if 'Zip's' and Lee Blvd. are still the places to 'cruise'...) - No Way! Cruising is a dead pastime in Richland - and, sadly, pretty much everywhere - they even posted signs along Clearwater in Kennewick. Some of my fondest memories involve huge clouds of tire smoke on Lee Blvd (in Payless parking lot). Me and my '67 GTO and our gang were part of the last era of Lee/Payless/Zip's cruising. In fact, the old Rosauer's next to Payless (if you remember either of them - across from Zip's) is well on it's way to becoming a new car dealership. There is a place in Kennewick, Stinky's (the old A&W) on Kennewick Ave. just east of 395, that gets a bunch of folks in their old "Hot Rods" on weekends. No cruising, just parking. Take care all! Gary and Maren - you're the Best!!! Out. -Dave McAdie (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/27/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers and 1 Obit today: Dick Harris (49), Marguerite Groff (54), Walt Bailey (60), Gary Twedt (62), June Smith (63), Peg Sheeran (63), Phil Jones (69), Phil Owen (71), Miriam Lewis (76) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) Ken Heminger (56) mentions riding the plywood with the rope loop on the irrigation ditch. I remember similar escapades with many of us from the class of '49 and up or down a year or two, being pulled by Don "Igor" Haynes' 1928 four-cylinder Chev. He had cut the top off of a coupe so it was an open car, that provided lots of fun! One day it quit on Swift, just west of Long St., and he simply abandoned it temporarily. On the side, he had painted "Igor." I came by and a Richland cop asked me, "Hey, do you know this here eager? I said, "I did." He continued, "Tell him to get this car the hell out of here!" Thanks for remembering! For those Patti Page fans: Today's Seattle P.I. reports that Patti Page won a Grammy for Traditional pop vocal performance: "Live at Carnegie Hall - The 50th Anniversary Concert." -Dick Harris, '49 ************************************************** >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins 54) Following is an article from the Tri-City Herald today (2/26/99) "An exhibit featuring Richland's ABC homes, cartoon character Dupus Boomer and the "Alphabet Quilt" are sure to entertain long-time Tri-City residents and newcomers to the area. The exhibit begins Saturday at the Columbia River Exhibition of History Science and Technology, (CREHST) on Lee Boulevard next to the entrance to Howard Amon Park in Richland. The exhibit -- called ABC Homes: the Houses That Hanford Built -- will feature a history of the alphabet houses, which were built in the 1940s to accommodate the huge mss of workers who moved to the Tri-Cities when Hanford became a focal point in plutonium production during World War II. The hand stitched alphabet quilt, created by Richland quilter Margaret Fortune, ws designed to illustrate all the alphabet homes, reproducing the original color scheme the government used when the homes were built. The various house designs covered the alphabet from A to Z with I, J, N, O, P, W and X missing from the list. The history of the Mid-Columbia cartoon character Dupus Boomer also is featured in the exhibit, which continues through August. Photocopies of the cartoons created by Dick Donnell, who was a DuPont and General Electric union relations manger at Hanford, will profile the cartoonist and his popular comic among Tri-Citians during the 1940s. "Dupus" is a combination of DuPont and U.S. Boomer that referred to the boomtown Richland had become during those postwar years. The cartoons are sketched in black and white and have affectionately become known as the Homer Simpson of the 1940s and 1950s. The cartoons appeared regularly in the Richland Villager newspaper. Donnell portrayed Boomer as a Hanford worker who lived in one of the city's prefab homes. He poked fun at the city's scarcity of trees, long lines at the barber shop, the gallons of coffee guzzled by workers and the lack of houses." I wouldn't be surprised if this is one of the best attended exhibits the CREHST has had. When I first read the article, I was sorry for those of you who live away and would love to see the exhibit. In fact I want them to extend the exhibit thru the first half of September. Club 40 (and of course Class of '54) will have reunions in September and I know that would be a very attractive exhibit for the attendees. At the very least I wanted you to have this information in case you had an opportunity to visit the Tri-Cities while the exhibit is open. I would encourage any other classes having reunions this summer to add this exhibit to a list of activities your attendees might want to participate in. Any of you locals have clout with the Board of Directors at CREHST? -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ************************************************** >>From: Walt Bailey (60) THE PIT Somewhere near Kennewick, I think. Was a hole about 25 foot deep. Someone had dumped a lot of red foamy rubbery stuff in it. The idea was to drive to the edge after dark, kiss your girl good bye and jump into the darkness, and hope you had chosen the right side of the pit to jump from. ANOTHER MEMORY Does anyone remember the Saturday night (57-59) that someone drove there dad's car into a pit south of Richland and across the railroad tracks. I remember going out to look at it and it was nose down over the embankment. No one was seriously hurt. -Walt Bailey (60) ************************************************** >>From: Gary Twedt (62) I don't remember a car club with a pyramid on their plaque, but there must have been two dozen or so of us who formed "The Shifters" in about 1961. The plaque was cast aluminum, about the size of a license plate, had a light blue background and besides the stylized club name, it had a roadster with a Mad magazine type goon shifting a very tall shift lever (probably drawn by Bob Irwin). Members that come to mind were the Bergdahl brothers, Bobby Irwin (62), and several guys from the class of '61. Our cars were featured in the school Sandstorm almost every week as the "Heap of the week". One of the nicest was a 56 Crown Vic, painted in heather poly, had a rolled and pleated tonneau cover over the back seat area hiding a mattress that extended into the trunk, complete with satin sheets. I don't remember who owned it. Great cars, good times, wonderful memories. -Gary Twedt (62) ************************************************** >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) I have a question for the class of '63.... you have to put your thinking cap on for this (and I don't know the answer)... it was our sophomore year... (first year of high school)... English teacher (woman). She ALWAYS wore a beige skirt and beige and green blouse (always neatly pressed and cleaned) but EVERY day!! She had short straight blond hair, pudgy face. She had the longest line of students waiting outside her door during report card time with the kids questioning their grade. I think that year was the last year she worked there (dah... wonder why). She did essays every Friday (some of them impromptu). You didn't put your name on the paper (you were assigned a number). I know this is kind of a rough description... but my curiosity all these years. She accused me of cheating on an essay (was given an A and it was crossed off because she found out it was mine and just knew I couldn't have done that well). Gosh, all these years I've wondered her name... The gal that sat next to me in class was Leona Nelson.... Does anyone remember? -June Smith (63) ************************************************** >>From: Peg Sheeran Finch (63) To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51): I know we had CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) dances at that old Knights of Columbus building on the south end of Richland (as you were leaving town)... it was across from the "Rose Bowl". I remember having crushes on several of the younger priests (who'd chaperone the dances), who all seemed to be from Ireland and wore white socks with their black suits. To Brad Upton (74): I don't remember Mrs. Painter, but I know there's a Mark Painter, who teaches in Richland (who bicycle -races with my husband) - maybe that's her son? I'd love to see your show - how would someone from out-of-town (Omak) get tickets, do you know? -Peg Sheeran Finch (63) ************************************************** >>From: Phil Jones (69) Wally Carlson's (61) comments about Carmichael originally to be named Capt. Gray were informative. (Guys like Rich Crigler (70) having delusions of adequacy over Chief Jo and like to make cracks about Carmichael and our undeserved party reputation. He thinks Chief Jo girls had it over Carmichael girls, but how would he know?) I didn't know the original name was to be Capt. Gray. Before Carmichael was built, my dad reports that it was a cherry orchard perhaps owned by the Carmichael's (?) Also, I don't know if the question about Duane street being changed to Goethals was resolved. Duane street ran from the by-pass (I remember the access on to the by-pass being a death trap with a grizzly wreck there in 68 or so.) to Lee originally and stopped. Duane did not go through farther north as the land was occupied with buildings around where the labor hall is now. Goethals started at Williams and went north. Eventually Duane ran through, north, to the uptown and Williams. Now one through street, the name was changed to Goethals in 61 or 62. -Phil Jones (69) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Phil Owen (71) Date: Fri Feb 26 18:52:26 1999 What a great idea. It's fun reading through the old memories. I hadn't thought about running and biking behind the mosquito foggers in years. -Phil Owen (71) ************************************************** >>From: Miriam Lewis (79) Hi to all, I've been enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm very much since my mom told me about it (she said somebody mentioned my name in an entry but I still haven't found that). This is in response to Sean Lewis (77), about the Richland Players, etc. It's really funny that I don't remember specifically since we have the same last name and my dad, Walt Lewis, was very involved in publicity for both the Richland Players and the Light Opera. I used to go to shows all the time and, in 7th grade, was in "Fiddler on the Roof" which was performed in the auditorium at Chief Jo. I guess it's just that I can't remember ANYBODY'S name anymore -- it's old age setting in! When come back to Richland for visits, I do go through my old programs and my dad's stuff and THEN I remember the names. Anyhow, it was great fun and it definitely started my involvement with theater which continues to this day (I'm currently involved doing "The Threepenny Opera" which my own production company is putting on). -Miriam Lewis (76) ************************************************** OBITUARY Andy Melling (57) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/28/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff in: Shirley Watts (49), Elva McGhan (50), Marguerite Groff (54), Betty McElhaney (57), Burt Pierard (59), Jim House (63), Linda McKnight (65), Patti Snider (65), Tedd Cadd (66), Nancy Zimmerman (67), Tom Storms (69), M. Franco (70), Rick Polk (70), Mark Kerns (74), Julie Ham (77) ************************************************** >>From: Shirley Watts James (49) Hi Sean Lewis (77): You don't know me; I was before your time, but I was in two productions of the Richland Players in the 50's. The names of the plays were "Laura" and "Light Up the Sky". Also, I was the designer of the water ski shows for the water follies in their early days. In fact, the water ski club I belonged to did a show for President Eisenhower when he came to dedicate a dam. (I can't believe I don't remember the name of the dam. My age must be catching up with me.) Just a few days before the show was to take place, I crashed on a water ski jump and tore open a leg so I couldn't take part in the festivities. -Shirley Watts James (49) ************************************************** >>From: Elva McGhan Wallace (50) To: Phil Jones (69) Your dad was right. There was a cherry orchard where Carmichael School sits. The hill was much steeper then. It was owned by Spencer P. Carmichael and his wife Ruth. Mr. Carmichael was the Superintendent of Richland Schools for 14 years. He was a very respected citizen of Richland. He died in 1938. For any of you interested in pre 1943 Richland you should read "Tales of Richland, White Bluffs and Hanford 1805-1943. Written by Martha Berry Parker. It has many good pictures and articles. Its a very true account of early history and its people. It is sold at both Richland and Kennewick museums and local book stores. There is a picture on page 274 of Richland's 1929 Girls State Championship Basketball Team. My mother, Bonnie Vandine McGhan, was a member of this team. The Spokane paper declared her the "outstanding star of the tournament." I never knew she was such a good player until about 5 years ago when I read an old newspaper clipping she had. -Elva McGhan Wallace (50) ************************************************** >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) Class of 1954, 45th Reunion: After 45 years, we have quite a few graduates that we've lost, misplaced, or whatever - we can't find them. I would appreciate any help you can give me. Mable Alder, Jess Baldwin, Stanley Baldwin, Pat Barber, David Berst, Leonard Blakney, Mary Ann Bollen, Edward Borello, JC Bowman, Laverda Brewer, Shryl Bucholz, Bob Bunch, Suzanne Burn, Jim Butler, Louise Carlisle, Diane Clark, Gail Craven, Pat Daigeneault, Ruth Dean, Pat Duffy, Janet Duke, Jeanine Dye, Ed Ray Edwards, Roger Ensign, Wayne Ewing, Bill Gene, Betty Geiger, Dick Green, Tom Griffith, Leon Hamilton, Virginia Hammons, Mike Harris, Duane Helgerson, Shirley Hertenstein, Kaye Horrocks, Jeannine Houston, Tom Johns, Joan Knight, Pat Leibel, Bill Lloyd, Jackie Luckey, Dwaine Mann, June Marshall, Clair Martin, Nancy McClellan, Jim McClure, Patsy McGregor, Joann McKee, Walter Milliron, Vonna Clair Millard, Martha Miller, Bob Mollerus, Ron Morrill, Wayne Moss, Lorraine Murphy, Loretta Murphy, George Musser, Alva Nevilles, Jane Parker, Gene Peisker, Lyle Peterson, Joan Philips, Shirley Riggs, Anita Rodriguez, Valarie Rowland, Barbara Sargent, Bruce Schenrock, DiAnn Schuster, James Scoggin, Carole Shank, Clark Sheridan, David Short, Jack Sitton, Fred Skalicky, Joan Soehnlein, Gary Strong, Jerry Swain, Pat Thomas, Carol Thorp, Florance Tighwater, Dixie Trout, Alice Verbrugghen, Garth Wheeler, Max Williams, Norma Wissinger, Beverly Wodehouse, Ray Work, Earl Yates, Michael Zimmerman. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ************************************************** >>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) To Phil Jones (69) about Duane and Goethals. Goethals ran from Abbot north to Van Geisen. After uptown was built and Jadwin was named they decided to make the changes that now exist. That was sometime in the early sixties. My family lived at 302 Goethals in an "A" house from 1945 - 1952 Then moved to 211 Delafield in a "H" house which my parents had until their deaths. You also brought back memories of Carmichael for me. I still have my year books from 52-54 and had a good laugh at how young we all looked. But we're all still looking good. Thanks again for the memories. -Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) ************************************************** >>From: Burt Pierard (59) To: Ken Heminger (56) You mentioned the western request program called KALE Corral. Didn't the DJ call himself the "Record Wrangler"? As I recall the show was on during the afternoon and early evening. -Burt Pierard (59) ************************************************** >>From: Jim House (63) I believe the unorthodox teacher June Smith (63) referred to was Miss Murrell. I had her for English our junior year. I remember dreading the recitals of "Winnie the Pooh" in class every day for a semester (at least it seemed that long). I should have cherished the experience. I can’t recall the number of times I drew on the lessons of "Winnie" during my Marine Corps days, B-ball games in "the hood" and subsequent business career. -Jim House (63) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Linda McKnight (65) Date: Sat Feb 27 22:42:01 1999 What I would give for a spudnut!!!!!! I don't get to Richland too often, but will be there for the Reunion in 2000. It will be then won't it?? Would love to hear from old friends. Also, would love to see some pictures from our annuals. I think mine got lost in a move. Thanks Gary and Maren for the trip down memory lane. -Linda McKnight (65) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Patti Snider Miller (65) Date: Sat Feb 27 10:43:40 1999 I have been reading the Sandstorm for months, and just want to say thank you Gary and Maren for all your hard work. The Sandbox is great too! I still live in Richland and work at Albertson's as a checker on Lee Boulevard. Come say hi! Please add my e-mail address to class of '65' Thank you -Patti Snider Miller (65) ************************************************** >>From: Tedd Cadd (66) I was remembering the earlier conversations about the Cinnamon Bear. I can remember listening to that series and the pictures are almost as clear in my head now as then. My wife bought me a set of tapes a couple of years ago from a guy in Richland who has a huge library of old stuff. Does anybody know what year(s) that series aired on the radio? Does anybody remember a Stanley R. Myers who lived at 96 Cullum in 1956 and at 422 Duane (now Goethals) in 1957 respectively? -Tedd Cadd (66) ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Nancy Zimmerman Smith (67) Date: Sat Feb 27 14:50:40 1999 The Sandstorm is a blast from the past!! How fun to read!! I only attended my senior year at Col-Hi in 66/67 but had a ball!! So fun to read all the stories from the past.... at times don't you wish you were back there with no cares or worries!! My thoughts to all.... Keep up the good work!! Please add my name to your listings!! -Nancy Zimmerman Smith (67) ************************************************** >>From: Tom Storms (69) To Phil Jones (69) I was not aware that they changed the name of Duane St. It is good to know that another old south side boy is keeping the geographical history, and memories, of our old play areas intact. In 69, we were one of those accidents where Duane meets the bypass. Ray Richardson (69) was driving when we flew across the bypass at about 70 mph and plowed through asparagrass and tumbleweeds. His parents' car nearly broke in half. They found Tom McCarthy (69)(a dazed passenger) wandering along side the road almost up at the cemetery, a good mile away. I ended up in the hospital with reconstructive surgery for a very flattened nose. We were lucky that no one was killed. I know that particular intersection did rack up some grisly statistics. -Tom Storms (69) ************************************************** >>From: M. Franco (70) Phil Jones (69), The only thing worse than a Carmichael puke taking shots at Chief Jo is a class of 69 guy taking shots at a class of 70's guy. We all know Crigler (70) is incapable of protecting himself, but it is just like a Carmichael guy to go after roadkill. By the way Phil, I would like to hear about your dad and some of the old time fast pitch softball lore of the area. I know your dad was one of the greats. And I am interested in hearing from or about any class of 68-71 folks out there. I have heard from a few but I know a lot of this group is still in Tri-Cities. I also know a lot of us are still trying to recover from going to college in the 70's!!! Someone wrote about the Catholic priests in Richland. Does anyone out there have any info on the whereabouts of Father Mike Monahan? I am sure most in my era (Catholic or not) remember him. He kind of ran the CYO dances and I know he, my Catholic buddies (Sinclair, Dana, etc.) and I used to celebrate a few Jewish holidays together. Father Monahan was way ahead of his time (diversity wise). Unfortunately some of this "holiday observance" helped convince Father Sweeney and others that Father Monohan might be better suited for other duties. He was moved to the Catholic High School in Yakima (East Valley?) then I heard he was in Milwaukee. I have lost the trail.... would appreciate any info. -M. Franco (70) ************************************************** >>From: Rick Polk (70) Carmichael WAS named after the family that owned the Cherry orchard. The Carmichael family donated the land to the Richland School District way back when. This is the story that I grew up with, going to Carmichael in the late 60s. Who can forget those days, with Mr. Chitty, Mr. Dudley, Mr. Eastam, Mr. Goecke etc. Hey Crigler (70), let's not get started on a Carmichael vs. Chief Jo thing here. After all, didn't they have to close Chief Jo for a while and Carmichael's still going strong, uninterrupted : ) -Rick Polk (70) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GO CARMICHAEL COUGARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -Maren ************************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Mark Kerns (74) Date: Fri Feb 26 23:14:18 1999 Heard about this from a friend, so I decided to take a look. Looks great. -Mark Kerns (74) ************************************************** >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) Does anybody remember the Whole Body Counter coming to the grade schools. It seems that they would come once a year (at least to Jason Lee). They would be there for a couple of weeks. Each of us had an "appointment" - a specific day and time to be counted. My memories are a bit foggy, but I think we would go to the trailer, take off our shoes, be weighed and measured and then lay down on the table and go through the "round tube" thingy. Then when we were done - I think - we would get a certificate. Can anybody clear the fog for me? -Julie Ham Froehlich ('77) *************************************** ******************************************** That's it for this month. Please send more. ******************************************** ******************************************** January, 1999 ~ March, 1999