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   Alumni Sandstorm Archive ~ April, 1999
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18** 19** 20* 21* 22* 23* 24* 25* 26* 27* 28* 29* 30* **Issues sent by Gary Behymer (64) *Issues sent by Richard Anderson (60) ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/1/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 Bombers sent stuff in: Don Fisher (50), Jim Boyd (55), Jim Russell (58), Ed Borasky (59), John Northover (59), Carol Carson (60), Gary Twedt (62), Kathy Rathvon (63), Carol Converse (64), Gary Behymer (64), Nancy Mallory (64), Gregor Hanson (65) Cheryl Moran (66), Joe Large (68), Rick Polk (70), Linda Smith (72), Mike Davis (74), Kim Molnaa (75), Leslie Jones (76), Anne Mitzlaff (77), Darcy Doyle (77), Dave McAdie (79), ****************************************** >>From: Don Fisher (50) I worked at Potts in South Richland, just 1 block from our house. I first started out washing windows and then finally I was moved up to pumping gas. I was a box boy at Garmos, liked helping people unload at cars (tip time), I do remember a guy who came in with a big sturgeon that was hanging from his back clear to the floor. I also worked for the school district when Carmichael was built, mostly outside cleaning up the area. One day it was 116 degree, but no humidity (this was before all the farming around that brought moisture in area). I think all these jobs were gotten through my dad just to help out on my expenses and get me going in life. -Don Fisher (50) ****************************************** >>From: Jim Boyd (55) All this talk about horse meat at By's ---------- where did all of this talk come from? Anyway, I think it is very doubtful that it was used for their hamburgers. My wife, Sandra Atwater Boyd '51, and I had an A&W drive-in for 12 yrs and so sort of know about hamburgers. The food cost of the meat on a hamburger is only 10% of the whole cost and so there wouldn't be much of a savings to use horse meat instead of the normal meat used for hamburgers. I don't know if they had inspections "way back then"! Ha! Nowadays and for a long time they have had inspections at restaurants. Our A&W was in Othello, WA and we did change the name to "Sandy's". Then we bought the Steakhouse in Othello after we sold the drive-in. Also, we were in a partnership with a couple that ran the A&W in the Kennewick Highlands for a lot of years before we sold. The A&W Root beer was quite a thing to make in the "old days"! Mixing it in vats and stirring and it always made me think of a witch stirring her brew! Sugar, sugar, sugar! It sure was and I guess is good --------- haven't had any in years! -Jim Boyd (55) ****************************************** >>From: Jim Russell (58) I am reminded of the toys of our childhood. Simpler in those days, yet not as strong and durable as those of my father's generation (which I also played with). Of course, what come to mind first are those that I spent hours enjoying: the American Flyer and Lionel railroad sets. These electric powered railroads, three railers, with large transformers and accompanying electric powered stations, signal crossings, air towers, houses and logging terminals, provided hours of entertainment. My brother, Jack (60) and I shared the duties: he master- minded the assorted wiring needs below the table, while I constructed the mountains, tunnels, additional railroad ties, ballast and any other artistic needs atop the display. Friends in the neighborhood, Jim Hamilton (63 ), Bill (56) and Bruce (?) Berlin, Pat Murray ( ) shared these times of railroad enthusiasm. How about some of these other toys of yesteryear? Varied visits to cartoon episodes, fantasies, geography lessons, and a variety of other catalogues of entertainment were seen through the Viewmaster, the descendent of the opticgraph and predecessor of today's VCR. We started with a hand-held, sunlight-inspired Viewmaster and graduated to a Viewmaster projector. The erector set: complete with small motor to power the whimsical Ferris wheels, airplanes, wind mills. What other worlds we could build with Lincoln logs, Leggos, Tinker toys! Challenges of the hula hoop, the Duncan Yo-yo, Whamo Frisbee. Joys of wind in our hair and speed generated by the American Flyer red wagon, the "scooter," roller skates attached to our shoes by the use of the skate key! The marvel of modern technology, the three-speed bicycle! Amusing uses of the "slinky," the potato gun, the Daisy B-B rifle. How about the electric football game, where we spent a few minutes setting up our offense and defense, then turn on the vibrating playing field to see the tiny players speeding down field, or more often turning 'round and 'round in place, looking as perplexed in their environment as some of the worst young players in today's Junior football programs? The best game set I had was the APBA baseball set, which used the statistics of the real major league baseball players and with the exercise of dice and game cards, exciting strategies could be exchanged between two managers of the teams. While I never had them, boys and girls of the neighborhood had their G.I. Joe's and Barbies. What other toys bring back memories of the 40's and 50's? -Jim russell (58) ****************************************** >>From: Ed Borasky (59) I keep forgetting to post this. If anyone is interested, Amazon (and other on-line stores) carries "The Cinnamon Bear" on CDs! It was a favorite of mine as well. They still play it here in Portland every Christmas. Does anyone know why this is a Pacific Northwest thing? Here's a link: qid=922852338/sr=1-2/002-1335720-6828218 Other old-time radio memories: does anyone remember "Gunsmoke"? "Johnny Dollar"? *Two* Stan Freberg shows? -Ed Borasky (59) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OR go to and type Cinnamon Bear and click the "GO" button -Maren ****************************************** >>From: John Northover (59) TO: All Bombers, young and old! "Applied Polygonal Radial Internet Logical Focused Omnidirectional Objective Listings." That moniker will be referred to as the 'process' hither-to-forthwith. You may say ... 'WHAT???' and I would not blame you. What does this have to do with us BOMBERS... the MIGHTY, MIGHTY BOMBERS? Well ... When I found the Richland Bomber site created by Gary '64 and Maren '64 back a few years or so ago, I became very curious not only for the memories we share, but started to wonder about who we have become. I wondered if our experience was truly unique or simply unique or mundane and ordinary. I wondered if we had more PhD's, Masters, Bachelors, Doctors, Lawyers, CEOs, and Accountants than any other high school in the nation. Alternatively, was the distribution of our intellect no different from those of other students in any other high school? Did we fit the BELL-CURVE ... or were we an aberration. Would our Bell Curve be skewed towards the savant or towards the enghlightened? I am lucky in that I have worked with computers since I joined the Navy in 1959. I have worked with analog and digital computers. I have been involved with developing [design, programming, systems analysis, implementation, training and life-cycle support] a large system used by the Navy. I have programmed in various languages. For the past fourteen years I have been teaching, part time, computer science courses at a closely located college. I am very familiar with the world of computers. By the way, computers are composed of a bunch of conducting rocks tethered by little copper and gold wires. They cannot think! The 'process' is a series of programs I have developed for searching the internet for information. This code is polymorphic and can adapt to specific hardware. I know that many of you are familiar with the computer world and will be bored by the explanation, but bare with me. At first, there was 'b' an UN-typed language, which was cumbersome and difficult to use. Then there was 'c' a powerful extension of 'b'. Then there was the UNIX, written in 'c''. That is how it all started. On each computer, every 'bit' of data is stored with magnetic mono-podes. Each mono-pode is a 'bit' which represents a '1' or a '0'. Everything that is known about you is stored as a series of '1s' or '0s' on some hard disk, tape, or CD-ROM somewhere in the world. To make a long story shorter ... my process or computer code, for lack of a better description, 'worms' it way from computer to computer, looking for information about specific people. This process has the ability to remain on individual computes and 'wait' until unique bit patterns show up. When that happens, information that my program has been programmed to fine is then 'returned' to my Internet Service Provider in the form of ordinary looking emails, addressed to me. The data is then extracted and loaded in several databases that I maintain, for further processing. I know some of you know that computers have 'FIREWALLS'. Which is nothing more than other computers designated to provide security for other computers. You might wonder how the 'process' gets through them? My 'process' has the coded instructions to 'worm' through these security computes and find the computers that hid behind and store the data the 'process' is seeking. SO ... one may ask ... "what did you find?" Well, I had to find data on a statistical sampling of students from RHS and from a unique set of students from `other' high schools [about 42] through out the US of A. I chose to use about 17-23 students from the following years: 47, 49, 52, 57, 59, 61 and 65. Reasoning that by 1965, the 'government' town effects would be all but gone and RHS would be simply another high school after that year. By the way, none of the information was in any way connected to any one individual. All data returned was simply a status of an individual ... i.e. education level, marital status, income bracket, sexual proclivity ... yatty, yatty, yatty. At this point, the data looks good for Graduates of our Mighty, Mighty Bomber Factory. Data is displayed as a percentage of graduates, rounded to the nearest integral, for each year compared to like numbers of like students in other high schools. The only differences between the RHS group and the 'others' are a few minor factors such as environmental, genetic and age. Thus, allowing definitive statistical comparison ... but, remember this is only primitive data at best at this point. ----------------------YEAR------------------------- RICHLAND 47 49 52 57 59 61 65 PhDs 1 12 12 15 22 17 9 Masters 3 23 25 24 37 31 6 Bachelors 12 23 24 31 43 36 13 Doctors 2 7 9 11 15 13 3 Lawyers 3 2 6 19 21 6 2 Accountants 0 3 8 13 21 11 6 CompSci 0 0 0 1 17 23 12 Teachers 11 9 12 7 45 11 15 OTHER 46 21 4 -21 -121 -48 34 Data from the `other' selected High Schools ----------------------YEAR-------------------------------- OTHER HS's 47 49 52 57 59 61 65 PhDs 1 11 09 12 17 13 4 Masters1 19 21 15 23 23 4 3 Bachelors 9 19 21 23 34 31 11 Doctors 3 8 4 9 12 10 2 Lawyers 3 1 4 13 15 4 1 Accountants 1 2 5 10 13 15 9 CompSci 0 0 0 0 10 14 11 Teachers 9 7 7 12 23 9 6 OTHER 73 33 29 6 -47 -19 52 The data will need to be further analyzed to see what factors can be attributed to the differences. From the preliminary data it appears that there is some evidence that the schooling, uranium, tumble weeds, jack rabbits, Columbia River, and four-dot Olympia labels would give cause for graduates of Columbia High School to harbor a small level of general 'pompisssssity'. However, there is the possibility that there may be a combination of the above listed, or in all likelihood there are some other factors yet to be identified which will further solidify the premise. We beat our chest and yell like Tarzan and the jungle trembles in laughter!!! Well Boy Bombers and Girl Bombers ... more to follow. Remember that "Apple Pie Really Is Libidinous For Ontological Ordinary Lovers." Yours in quantum dementia john '59 ****************************************** >>From: Carol Carson Renaud (60) RE: Seattle Get Together To all Seattle area Bombers: I know there is a Reunion coming up in Richland but I thought maybe Bombers living in the Seattle area might be interested in a get together locally. If anyone is interested, contact me at [deleted for privacy] and I will work on it. -Carol Carson Renaud (60) ****************************************** >>From: Gary Twedt (62) Speaking of the Buck Private, an all-time favorite. Our family couldn't pass the "Y" without some strong hints to dad to stop at the Buck Private. In grade school days, they still had some real Civil War stuff, (no reproductions) caps, belts, buckles, a few 1861 Springfields, and buckets of bayonets. Just old stuff at surplus prices. If we knew then what we know now. . . During my senior year, a cousin tried his hand at the Army-Navy surplus business, also at the "Y", didn't last long. When he closed, I helped him pack and picked up two duffel bags of fatigue caps. That Saturday night at the community center dance, we passed out the caps and everyone thought they were pretty cool. For the next week, I passed out caps from the trunk of my car and the whole Columbia High was wearing them. UNTIL - Mr. Lyda (v.p.) decided we were somehow glorifying or validating Fidel Castro, who had recently seized power in Cuba and the Cuban missile crisis was just over the horizon. Mr. Lyda snatched as many caps as he could, implemented new rules regarding caps and the cops came around accusing me of stealing them from Camp Hanford, all got pretty out-of-hand. Fun while it lasted, they actually looked better on the girls than the guys. We were mostly all wearing them a few months later anyway - for real! -Gary Twedt (62) ****************************************** >>From: Kathy Rathvon (63) It was Wonder Bread that built strong bodies 12 different ways. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kathy - That's what I thought, too!!! -Maren ****************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) For all those of you that worked at Tastee Freeze in the late 50s early 60s. Do you remember having hot dogs on a stick with a potato covering on it? I used to get one or 2 each day walking home from the pool during the summer. They were my favorite. Then, one day they just disappeared, never to be had again. I would love to know what was in the potato and how it was fixed and cooked. There was nothing like it to me. All of you out there in Bomberland, think and let me know. Thanks, -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ****************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer (64) This guestbook belongs to the Mayor of Palouse Washington...Bruce Baldwin... He is also the General Manager of Palouse Grain Growers...I would appreciate if ALL of you would 'sign in' with: "I'm here thru the request of Richland Bomber Behymer." Many thanks (;-) Gary Behymer (64) ****************************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) Date: Wed Mar 31 18:05:40 1999 This is a great site! I have also tried to explain Richland, the bomb, the desert (in the evergreen state!?) and what a chinook is. Sure would like to be at the reunion, but don't know if I'll make it. -Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) ****************************************** >>From: Gregor Hanson (65) RE: ABC'S CENTURY SERIES ABC News is commemorating the end of the century with a 12-hour portrait of the past 100 years. The series, "The Century" consists of six - two hour episodes that will explore everything from the moon landing, to the Vietnam War and the American hostages held in Iran. The second show in the series will air on ABC April 1, from 9:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m. (Pacific Time) The second segment of this show (10:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m.) is entitled "The Bomb," and will focus on the development of the first nuclear weapon by the United States. This segment will include some historical information on Hanford and its pivotal role in development of the first weapons. -Gregor Hanson (65) ****************************************** >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) I just printed off the order form for the prefab and ranch house ornaments. That was great that the Seniors went from "B" to "Y" so fast! I'm preparing myself for people here in Spokane to come in and ask what those are. I won't wait till Christmas to display them. The first program we watched on our new tv was "Uncle Jimmy's Clubhouse". Ran home from Jason Lee to find our new set hooked up, and enjoyed the entertainment through lots of snow and bad reception. I always was jealous they got cake right before dinner time. I was humored by the article about Phil Neil's (66) leaving basketball. He mentioned he was going to become involved in other interests. I find that statement hard to believe. The first time I watched him shoot baskets was on Riche Court in grade school. Tell us what your other interests are, Phil. -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ****************************************** >>From: Joe Large (68) TO: Gary Brehm (64-KHS) Dear Gary Brehm, By-the-way, my hat's off to KHS and the class of 64. I had a cousin, Carl Derfler that graduated KHS, class of 68! Did you ever tune in to Channel 4, Spokane and hear: "Welcome to Chiller Theater. Every Friday night, Channel 4 takes you on a trip to the Macabre, the Shocking, The Weird and the Supernatural! ..." The shows were great. Me and a friend of mine, Terry Culverhouse, RHS (69), would get out his special brandy-snifter style glasses, either green or blue or whatever color. We would then proceed to fill them to the brim with "Mountain Dew" and settle down for some good ol' horror flicks. The commercials were usually about "Sylvan Furniture" "Let's go to Smilin' Sylvan, West 227 Riverside!" Or so the jingle went. I believe Sylvan Furniture finally closed their doors in about 1988 or so, while we were living in Spokane. Friday nights were sure great fun! TO Patty Perkins Courson (69), Dear Patty, Good to hear from you, after all these years! I remember you and your Oboe playing. I also remembered I tried it out for awhile. As it is, I still am heavily involved in music, although not professionally. I chase computers around for a living, nowadays. However, with church, etc., I never quite gave up playing music. As a matter of fact, I even have gotten in to writing music as a hobby. I own a ton of instruments, my trumpet (of course), a flute, guitar, drum pad, violin, oh yes, and an Oboe. I had been searching for one for years. Our band leader for the Olympia Area Concert Band had one for sale. No amazement here, I'm more dangerous on that thing if I attempt to "stab" somebody with that skinny little double reed rather than actually trying to play the darn thing. Every time I pick it up, my kids all start "belly dancing" doing the pharaoh and imitating camels! (They have no appreciation for talent!) You don't give private lessons, do you? It was surely great fun knowing you and Martha. Please drop me a line, sometime! By-the-way, never forget ... "Back to the Pagoda!!!!!" TO Teri Claphan Foss (74), Dear Teri, Also remember: "Crest has been shown to be an effective decay-preventing dentifrice, that can be of significant value when used in a conscientiously applied program of oral hygiene (Hi Jean, wherever you are .... ) and regular professional care". So remember, floss daily, see your dentist for regular checkups and remember to brush ... with "Crest". Honest, and I didn't even look at the back of the tube! I'm only slightly programmed. TO: Sean Lewis (77), Dear Sean, Did you ever go riding out at the Red Barn Riding Academy? Did you ever remember the guy telling you "Now whatever you do, don't get the horse sweaty and then let him get into the river! He'll roll over on you if you do". You know what, he was right! How much you want to bet that a few of the horses from there probably ended up at By's AFTER those rollover incidents! TO: Bill Moyers (60) Dear Bill, I work at Madigan Army Med. Center here on Fort Lewis. Right across the freeway from me is another Army/Navy/Airforce store. I was really fond of going to the Army/Navy store there at the Y. Every time I go into this one, I think of the Army/Navy store there at the Y. You find just about the same stuff here as well, sans the Jeep (even packaged MRTEs (meals, ready-to-eat)). I played "Murray the Cop" in an "Odd Couple" production done here at the Yelm Theater (came out really good, first time I had ever acted on a stage before and I absolutely enjoyed it - the play was a total success). Looking for a policeman's uniform was a little hard, none of the police departments I checked with had extra stuff. I found all that I wanted including the badge, shirt, hat and pants at the Army/Navy/Airforce store here. Catch you Later, TO Patty P. and Bev Backman (69), Dear Band Friends and Cohorts in Crimes unmentioned (able), I think that, forever, the call of "Back to the Pagoda" will ever ring in our ears. For awhile that DEFINITELY was Mr. Harry's favorite line. By-the-way (don't be jealous now, Patty (... right!), I'll always have a soft spot in my heart (or was that my head) for Oboe players) but I always was quite fond of flute players (I even married one. As it is, she gave up flute in about Junior High. I play the Flute more often than she does, now). Cool people, those flute players! Trumpet players are more awesome, though! I did it right by my children. I have 4, and except for the oldest (who can barely play the radio), my daughter, Danielle (20), my son, John (12) and my youngest, Matthew (11) are all Trumpet players. I can't wait for the quartets! TO: Pat Goble (71), Good Grief! If this is true (all-year reunion), this would be AWESOME! I'd LOVE to attend something like that! Can you see the overload at the hotels that weekend, though? If you hear any more on us, let us know! Thanks! TO: anyone who may know this: Does anybody remember the whereabouts of the house they filmed "Dark Shadows" in? I heard rumors it was a house overlooking the cliff when driving into "Port Townsend" (The house I'm thinking of is a white house with a widow's walk around the top - lovely place: Port Townsend). OR: It was a house in Butte, Montana. Anybody able to enlighten me on this? -Joe Largé (68) ****************************************** >>From: Rick Polk (70) To Rob Teats (70) But Rob, the real "gourmet" meat has to be Monkey meat. I had to eat Monkey meat, or go hungry, while in Panama training, while I was in the Army. Tasted just like Roast Beef. I didn't get sick until AFTER they told us what it was. : ) -Rick Polk (70) ****************************************** >>From: Linda Smith Davis (72) to whom ever asked the actor that played barnabas on "dark shadows"- jonathan frid -linda '72 ****************************************** >>From: Mike Davis (74) Streakers! Remember them well. Two friends of mine (Class of 74) who shall remain nameless, unless, of course, they want to "fess" up streaked a very crowded dinner crowd at Sambo's (now Sterling's) Their plan was to go through the front door, run down the aisle between the rows of tables and booths and exit out the door at the other end of the building. Only problem was that the door at the other end of the building was locked or inaccessible at the time so they had to turn around and run back through the restaurant bare-assed and exit out the front door. We, who remained gutless in the car, picked them up and zoomed off. Being rather stupid high schoolers we returned in a few minutes after the two had dressed and sat down to eat. A lady, probably around 30, was leaving with her date and passed the table in which we were sitting. She flipped a dime at one of the "streakers" and said disgustedly, "Thanks for the "little" show!" It was priceless! It's been twenty-five years now is the time for the two streakers to come clean - FESS UP! -Mike Davis (74) ****************************************** >>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75) To: John Gile (66) Your contribution reminded me of my first job - at Computer Sciences Corporation in the Federal Building! I was part of the Cooperative Office Education program at Col-Hi and worked there from 10/73 to 1/75 for Doris Fredricksen (Gene Brault's executive assistant)... I went to school half days and worked half days and that's why I was never very involved in after school activities (I was at work!). I learned excellent work habits from the top assistants at CSC... then I'd walk down the hall and visit with all the nutty engineers - I still remember Jerry, he was a very stocky smiley guy with long grey hair and quite a sense of humor. COE was a great program and it was started state-wide by the teacher at Col-Hi... I can't remember her name (too many trips behind the fogger) (anyone remember her name!?). -Kim Molnaa Privette (75) ****************************************** >>From: Leslie Jones Engelhard (76) I don't remember the BOYDS song .. but what about the Tomlinson's Drive in Dairy Mart? "Tomlinson's drive in dairy mart, shop the modern way, with many fine foods for you to choose...AND THE MILK'S SO FRESH IT ALMOST MOOS." It seems like they had some pretty good ice cream there. And who could forget "Big Pierre" - the french speaking lumber yard (?) icon. I have a faint memory of his face being high on a billboard in a busy location. Columbia Center - who else remembers Mrs. Rickenbocker being paged countless number of times at J.C. Penneys? Was she a REAL employee or some kind of code? And the INN shop. To this day when I smell incense I am brought back to that little shop with the walls crammed full of interesting items for sale. And of course Noah's Pet Store - a favorite stop! To see if there were any new puppies for sale. To Kelley Walsh (77) and Miriam Lewis (76): Do you remember doing the play "The Ugly Somethings" at Chief Jo? I have humorous recollections of the dog costume I had to wear with the body of a Dalmatian and the head of a St. Bernard. What we do for glory!! -Leslie Jones Engelhard (76) ****************************************** >>From: Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) All these old T.V. shows being mentioned brought some others to mind. Did anyone watch Sky King? I think it followed Roy Rogers that followed Mickey Mouse Club on Saturdays? Remembering the shows is my shocker, let alone when they were on. Dark Shadows was the afternoon stopper. It didn't matter what game was going on, everything stopped for that show. I found reruns being shown a while back and was so excited to be able to get that suspense filled thrill again. I called my kids in to see it..... oh my. Something happened over the years. They tolerated it for about 10 minutes telling me we all must've been desperate for something to watch "back then". I was amazed at the lousy acting and phoniness. Now it's entertaining in a whole new way, when I'm desperate. Marjo, how do you watch it each day? -Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77) ****************************************** >>From: Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) I loved watching Dark Shadows and it is playing on some abstract channel in Seattle TODAY! It is really cheesy. But it was very scary then! I also remember Dog & suds. They had really good foot long hot dogs that I HAD to order and could never finish. My dad (Hi, Dad!) would always say "I'm never ordering anything for you again!" But he did! I remember Uncle Jimmy and the dixi cup ice creams and twinkies that the kids got. I dreamed of driving that milk truck but never did! I think my OLDER brother or sister did get to though, (rumor has it) I thought Uncle Jimmy was a weather man?! I used to love Captain Kangaroo and the keys he would jingle at the beginning of the show. The music stopped when he hung up the keys... Pretty weird memories. Of course today I can't eat hamburgers (horse meat, you know) or hot dogs (who knows what's in THAT) and I seem to have a paranoia with jingling keys and really tiny milk trucks! It must have been the side affects from that **** Mosquito Man! -Darcy Doyle Hupf (77) ****************************************** >>From: Dave McAdie (79) I have been catching up on my reading lately ........... Several of you have mentioned Mr. Arnold, Wood shop teacher at Carmichael. I also took wood shop, and will be the first ot admit that I stunk....... I think I only turned out a couple of successful projects - a laminated clipboard, a bowl and a pen/pencil holder. For my "big" project, I tried to build a stereo stand. Spent a lot of money on some beautiful red mahogany, only to create this giant thing that never got used. Mr. Arnold would be proud of the Rabbit Hutch I built last weekend for my kids' rabbit :) Does anyone remember the "game" he used to let us play the last day of school. A piece of tire inner- tube was strung between the front two desk vices, the "target" sat in front of the lathe with a face shield on, and the class proceeded to fire tennis balls at you. If you flinched, you stayed ........that was wild!!! Speaking of old television shows, for some reason recently I was reminded of the Banana Splits -- "1 Banana, 2 Bananas, 3 Bananas, 4...........". I remembered them from my days in California and vaguely remember watching them up here - on one of the 3 channels - boy was I happy at the advent of cable. Anybody remember them. The "splits" were the hosts (bonus if any of you remember their names) and there were a few short shows in each episode and then some campy "groovy" Banana Splits song. To Christy Veverka Wegner (78) - I ran into your sister Kim and her family a week or so ago at a bingo night at school. She recognized the older, balding, and graying me. I used to see her all the time at the Spudnut Shop. She had a great "unique" memory of my mom :) Cheers to all. Kiss your favorite Easter Bunny this weekend.... -Dave McAdie (79) ******************************************** *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/2/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 Bombers sent stuff in: Ed Borasky (59), John Northover (59), Barbara Seslar (60), Donna Williams (60), Denis Sullivan (62), Richard Trujillo (62), Jim Hamilton (63), Jim House (63), June Smith (63), Carol Converse (64), Nancy Mallory (64), David Rivers (65), Mike Lange (67), Pam Ehinger (67), Gordie McMaster (69), Jeff Curtis (69), Ron Breedlove (71), Jean Eckert (72), Jim Fowler (72), Marsha Jepsen (73), Julie Ham (77), Lauri Kraemer (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Borasky (59) TO: Carol Converse Maurer (64) Those would be Tater Dogs, aka Pronto Pups, a cousin of the mighty Corn Dog! You put a stick through a hot dog, dip it into a potato batter, probably just finely ground potatoes with some egg to hold it together, then deep fry it. My recollection is that the potato covering was roughly the consistency and taste of mashed potatoes, so I doubt if there were any special ingredients. Now, does anyone remember clam chowder on a stick? :-) -Ed Borasky (59) ******************************************************* >>From: John Northover (59) To all you Bombers: By the way ... my first statistical effort was somewhat flawed!!! A..pplied P..olygonal R..adial I..nternet L..ogical F..ocused O..mnidirectional O..bjective L..istings." ---------------- A..pple R..eally I..s L..ibidinous F..or O..ntological O..rdinary L..overs." SOOOooooo: I am setting up a survey [REALLY!] which will be placed on our ALL BOMBER LINKS WEB PAGE sometime in the near future ... when the data collection form is set up. I am wondering .... what you would like to know about US. So far I have a simple form that would allow you to enter your name, address, state/country, ZIP, Number of kids, grandkids, greatgrandkids, marital status, highest level of education, occupation [as described in major categories at there are about 30 major occupational groups] and a place for comments... all fields would be optional ... with an additional option of 'NONE of YOUR BUSINESS', for each category, for those that do not desire to disclose 'private matters' .... or you can just not enter data ... ignore the form. The data you enter would be send to me via email ... you would be notified by a little window that the data your are sending was not encrypted and is being sent by email. You have the option to continue and send /or/ delete and do not send. Since it is an email, your email address would be attached. However that would be 'disconnected' from the data in the body of the email where it would be transferred the BOMBER.DBF. The numbers of people in various states, jobs, .... yatty, yatty, yatty will be on the ALL BOMBER LINKS WEB PAGE for all to view... Maren suggested the following categories: []How many times did you follow the mosquito man? []Number of Spudnuts consumed. I will take your input and compile your responses for the survey. Please thanks john '59 ******************************************************* >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) TO Leslie Jones Engelhard (76): I laughed when I read your comment about Mrs. Rikkebono (sp?)!! My whole family wondered the same thing and we often joked about it. If she was real, she must have been a very valuable employee or else they could never find her! Recently, I have seen someone write in with the same last name and I wanted to ask. Maybe he/she will comment? TO Kim Molnaa Privette (75): You mentioned working for Doris Frederick (Gene Brault's Exec. Assistant). She recently moved to Seattle to be near her daughter and granddaughter. You also mentioned Gerry (Hammons). He passed away some ten years ago. -Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Donna Williams Thompson (60) To Carol Converse Maurer (64): I saw Skip Heavner at the reunion for John Ball/North Richland several years ago. He was still in the Navy at that time. I think I had his address but I don't remember what I did with it. I just checked the "white pages" and found 2 Harry Heavners, one is listed at 1759 State Rd, New Bloomfield, MO 65063, phone (573)491-3540 and the other is at RR2, Hickory, NC 28601, phone (704)256-4799. Neither of them had an email address listed. If I remember right Skip was living in San Diego when I saw him. If he's still in the Navy he probably isn't still there. We were friends from grade school through high school. To Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64): I sure do remember TATTER DOGS. I loved those things. Every time I see a corn dog I think of them. They were made like corn dogs but had a potato batter on the outside instead. It was kind of like mashed potatoes. My most favorite "Richland" food other than Spudnuts. I gain weight just thinking about all those good things. The first place I ever had pizza was in Richland, but I'm sure I was out of school. I think the place was called Shakeys. -Donna Williams Thompson (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Denis Sullivan (62) Re: John Northover (59) and his "Applied Polygonal Radial Internet Logical Focused Omnidirectional Objective Listings". I have developed a defense against this intrusive technology. It's called: "Bilateral Undulating Linear Ligature Secondary Halogen Iteration Termination". I won't go into any of the messy details. Re: Horse meat. I remember when beef prices were so high in the mid-seventies and Safeway was selling horse meat in Seattle for the "old" beef prices. I'm sure I tried it; tasted like chicken. -Denis Sullivan (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Richard Trujillo (62) In reference to Vicki Owens (72) delicate menu provided on 3-30-99.... Vicki, have you ever had fruit bat... a real delicacy on Guam?? You also jogged my memory of Johnny's Deli in Uptown Richland.... you could buy just about everything there, including chocolate covered ants and fried grasshoppers.... Yummy! Does anyone else remember that place and is it still there? With all those old TV programs everyone has mentioned... no one has mentioned American Bandstand... wow, I can't believe it. This is really a great site and has proved to be a real mind jogger. Has anyone heard from or know where Roxanne Knutson (62) is?? -Richard Trujillo (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) RE: Easter at SSUP (not an email address) Easter Sunday at Southside UP, for the kids, always started with sunrise services at the Bomber Bowl. After the services, we would all go back to the church basement for a breakfast of scrambled eggs and cocoa. The cocoa has a taste and texture, that even today is still stuck to my palate. It was kinda brown, and pretty thin. In fact it was thinner than it was brown, and not designed to complement the eggs. As I recall it was prepared in the church kitchen by Doris Converse, Mrs. Flora, Dorthy Russell and a host of volunteers. We would sit at these long tables, where once you got wedged in, you weren't going to get out till it was time for Sunday school. I've got some pictures somewhere of Judy Shibly (63), Carol Crose (62), The Chipmunks (63), Dick Plows (63), Kenny Wright (63), Joan Funderburg (63), Kurt Johnson (63), and a whole bunch of other Junior High types, leaning on our elbows and waiting for the hot chocolate. Can't recall if there were marshmallows, but I kinda doubt it. Do remember the dishes, "Melmac" me thinks, in colors that appeared nowhere else in nature. There was a light green (later popular on late 60's bridesmaid dresses), and a "faded liver". The cocoa was served in kinda shallow cups, so it got cold real quick. I'm sure Jim Russell (58) and Carol Converse (64) can can dress up my memories. I had a Tri-City-Herald route (#306) and usually had been up for a while, so tended to doze off before the sausage and eggs. -Jim Hamilton (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim House (63) On this first day of April, I have five "special" memories of 1963. The Bombers won their third consecutive State Championship. I got an A+ in Physics. The Homecoming Queen had a crush on me. My 56 Plymouth was the Sandstorm’s "Hot Wheels of the Month". I was once again recognized as Col-Hi’s Best Dancer. Jim House (63) "The April Fool" ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) Someone mentioned about the A & W Root Beer stand. They tried a new drink called "swamp water". You mixed orange and regular root beer together. It looked like algae green swamp water. Personally I didn't care for it. I was a straight drinker, good ol regular root beer!! Someone else mentioned Hop-along Cassidy. I was going to grow up and be him (boy, was I surprised when I took Health and found out that was impossible... well.... maybe not in Europe)?!!!!!! -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) All these memories of the TV shows we used to watch. Another one I loved to watch was "Our Miss Brooks". Does anyone else remember that one? All for today. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) Do add me to the list! I very much enjoyed reading all the messages. High school doesn't seem so long ago, but I'm now a grandmother! Do any of you remember a math teacher named Elsie Stevens? She was a friend so I kept in contact with her -- she passed away in December. I remember going to the drive-ins for root beer -- one time a group of us from church went to two cars and ordered. When the order came Colie Turner (mother of Deege -63, I think) came over and started drinking from a cup on our tray -- the car hop was surprised! -Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers (65) I just read the stats from John Northover (59)... I believe there are 3 Lawyers from the class of '65. One teaches and two practice. I've been a teacher and a lawyer... do we each get counted twice? I got my cinnamon bear tapes a number of years ago... I still hear the music from the beginning of the show in my head every Christmas... Probably tied to Rad Iodine or swimming at the lagoon... "Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar" Love that line! The one I can't get completely right is "There's only one way to deal with the killers and the spoilers, that's with the _____ and the smell of Gunsmoke!" I say that a couple of times to my clients during trial... they seem to love it! Whether John's study proves that the Bombers, mighty, mighty Bombers are unique or not... we will always believe there was no place in which to be brought up like Richland. When my Dad died, Nevada's former Governor came to the funeral to see his dear friend off. After spending a very long time at the casket, he returned to tell me they had a nice long talk. He then said to Terry Davis (65), Jim Heidlebaugh (65) and me: "Nice to see the Bombers turned out for this." We almost fell over. Turns out he had been a steel worker at Hanford in the early days when all of our (Bombers') folks first came there. Where else could you have your dad (many, many, many, many) years later talk about "Opi" and others of like stature as regular guys............. UNIQUE???!!! Darn straight! David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Lange (67) RE: Alumni spread out all over the world It's almost mind boggling to read these great ole memories about one of the best little cities in the nation. I am amazed about just how many of us are living in the mid-atlantic area now.... Charles Country Maryland here. If you are like me... we enjoy hearing from everyone and their versions of their memories. We had a great neighborhood on Birch... the Owens, Upsons, Crawleys, Greswalds, Hinkles, Hartcorns, Palmers, Cambells... the list keeps going and going..... what a great place to grow up. for those I owe e-mails to..... going to get them done very soon, being from slower lower southern maryland now.. it takes us a long time to even tie our shoes. -Mike Lange (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Hey out there in Bomber Ville, we heard from one Bomber who wasn't bothered by mosquitos, because she ran through the DDT Fogger! Well It's almost mosquito time, and my husband who missed out on running through the DDT Fogger is getting ready for the never ending bites. While me on the other hand rarely if ever gets bit!! If I do it only lasts for a few minuets or less!! So how many of us Bombers that ran behind and in and out of the DDT Fogger get bothered by Mosquitos?? There's a good computer thing for you John Northover!! See what the effects of the DDT Fogger vs Mosquitos have had on us! LOL Bomber's Rule Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ps HAPPY EASTER TO ONE AND ALL! ******************************************************* >>From: Gordon McMaster (69) How about posing a question in the Sandstorm about a ALL Bomber 2000 Reunion. Have them send me a quick email -- I need to get a feel for who would be interested in attending. and to each class reunion committee who would be willing to work with me on it?? thanks, gordie ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Curtis (69) RE: The Big Pool "The largest municipal swimming pool in Washington" in its day, it looked like Lake Michigan to me the first morning of swimming lessons. I though that I liked to "swim" till I took swimming lessons. The Columbia Basin can get hot in July. Real hot. But for some reason it always felt like December in the Yukon during those early morning lessons. Why did they always make you walk through that ice shower on the way in from the dressing rooms? The temperature, however, seemed to have no effect on the instructors. They roamed the edges of the pool and ruled this domain with an steely discipline that seemed somehow alien to me. No that's not quite accurate. I was the alien, completely out of my element. Something about the smell of chlorine in the morning, smells like...... well, it just smelled bad. You just knew that this wasn't going to be fun. The instructors on the other hand seemed to have actually been born and raised in the icy waters and had only climbed ashore (with the help of the gutter along the edge of the pool, I'm sure) to assist the lowly land children in appreciating the fear and effort it took to master their fluid realm. I'm sorry. I just didn't have that kind of respect for the whole thing. My idea of a quality pool experience had more to do with perfecting my "can opener" for maximum splash and developing power and accuracy in the two handed cup technique commonly employed in the finer water fights. Those, of course, were activities associated with the free-for-all in the afternoons. Ahh, yes.... blast your younger brother with a few good water hammers and then fill your sinuses with chemically purified water doing cannon balls from the high dive. A nice concrete lay-down in the scorching sun on a sopping towel, back through the showers, change clothes (sometimes) and then down the hill to Tastee Freeze for a dime dip cone. I lived over by Cottonwood so I had a serious walk home. If the tar oozing through the pavement on a hot afternoon didn't get you, the goat heads probably would. But you could always stop off at the Mayfair Market or Pennywise Drug and get a Popsicle or an ice cream sandwich or something. I remember that if you worked it out right you could pretty much eat your way home. The Big Pool - hated it in the morning and loved it in the afternoon, kind of a schizo-aquatic experience that filled many hours of my youth. -Jeff Curtis (69) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Ron Breedlove (71) Date: Thu Apr 1 00:06:21 1999 Add to list please Found it finally. Please add my name to the list for class of 1971. -Ron Breedlove (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Eckert Imholte (72) TO: Kim Molnaa Privette ('75) The teacher who began the Cooperative Education Program was Georgia Burns, I remember her well. I was in the first year they began the program and have to say it served me well. I was probably not one of Mrs. Burns "favorites" (she had them though), so when she finally got the program established with several Hanford companies about mid-year all of them had been placed and us "leftovers" got the plum jobs! All in all a good experience. -Jean Eckert Imholte (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Fowler (72) The Snyders bread slogan was: "The big white loaf with the big red band" Jim Fowler '72' ******************************************************* >>From: Marsha Jepsen Lee (73) To: Leslie Jones Englelhard (76) In answer to your question about the person being paged at JCPenneys... I think you could be thinking of 2 people. I worked there in the early 70's and there was Mrs. Riccobuonno and Mrs. Ruitenbeck. They were always being paged. And speaking of when Columbia Center first opened... I remember when we had sand storms so bad that walking from the parking lot to the store was a real task. The wind and sand were so bad that you would have to really lean into it. By the time you would get into the store you were covered with a fine film of sand and would feel gritty all over. Now that we have more things growing in the desert here, we haven't had one of those kind of sand storms in a long time. We still get the wind once in a while but not the sand storms like we used to get. Don't miss them at all. -Marsha Jepsen Lee (73) ******************************************************* >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) It wasn't Mrs. Rickenbocker, it was Mrs. Riccobuono. And yes, she really did work there. In fact she is my friend's next door neighbor here in Richland. There is another page I remember constantly hearing. I can't remember where though... It was "2 dial O, 2 dial O". Was that from Penney's also? I remember the Banana splits show. Does anybody remember HR Puff-N-Stuff (Who's your friend when things get rough). How about the Archies or the Beatles cartoon show. I loved Saturday mornings. It was the only day of the week I didn't have trouble getting up early! Does anybody remember the "cow" being stolen off the roof of the Tomlinson's on Lee and being put on top of the library? I know who did that - but I won't tell... -Julie (Ham) Froehlich (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Lauri Kraemer Serafin (77) It was fun to hear about other's Dark Shadows memories.... Yes, Sheryl Romsos Senyk (76), it was at 4 p.m.. The neighborhood kids would sometimes watch it at our house since my mom worked until 4:30 or 4:45. It was too scary to watch alone. My little brother, David (80), was terrified by it and watched it with the TV Guide over his face! I would love to see it now to see exactly HOW TACKY AND CAMPY it really was, but I don't get cable. Darn! -Lauri Kraemer Serafin (77) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/3/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers sent stuff in: Mary Triem (47), Brenda Bean (59), Mary Mike Hartnett (61), Penny McAllister (67), Pam Pyle (69), Teresa Cook (73), Teri Claphan (74), Kim Molnaa (75), Mark Mattingly (77) ****************************************** >>From: Mary Triem Mowery (47) RE: Year 2000 all Bomber reunion Would like to put my 2 cents worth in for this idea - I think it would be great. You can get a number of people notified of this possibility if you contact Dale Gier in Pasco, who is the President of Club 40. Our reunions are now in September and it was my thought that perhaps a joint get together could be arranged. Dale's phone number is 509-547-0116. Good luck in your planning. -Mary Triem Mowery - Class of 1947 ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Brenda Bean Church (59) Date: Thu Apr 1 22:51:41 1999 I am being pressured by my daughter whose e-mail is listed above to leave a message. If anyone would like to respond they can e-mail her. I enjoyed reading the "memories" of some of the entries from class of '59. -Brenda Bean Church (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Mike Hartnett Arbogast (61) RE: Mr. . Coehlo, he went on to teach at CBC in '60 I believe, lost touch. I think he made a move to CA., and has since passed away. I really love hearing all of the older stories, remember when your name cam up on the housing list? We were in a prefab and were offered a "Q" house or something like near the river. But my mom, in her infinite wisdom, was sure the dike would break and her children would drown (Mom was the only one in our family who couldn't swim!! Hence, she chose an "F" house in the 1500 block of Goethals., between Van Geisen and Torbet Much safer on the area's bus route as opposed to river.... hit by a bus once, a glancing blow no real injury and my bike twice, totaled, always seemed to have a fairly new FLEETWING SPECIAL. Could someone in Richland check to see if that still only block in town not to have concrete sidewalks, please? MY MOM, WHAT A GAL!! I miss her so. Funny lady. She passed away in '79. Anyone know whereabouts of Ray King '55? Also, Mike Castelli, Davd Gilpin, George Pruden? Susan Gastkill and I would like to say hey!! -Mary Mike Hartnett Arbogast '61 ******************************************************* >>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato (67) I haven't heard the Lagoon mentioned much.... those were fun days spent there and sometimes we would sit there and count the train cars as the train passed. Another wonderful memory... agate hunting out on the bombing range.... my mom and brother and I still go looking for agates there when I come home (in between the houses). Love this site!!!! -Penny McAllister D'Abato (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock (69) Bomber greetings and replies... To Gregor Hanson (65): Thanks for the heads-up on the ABC "Century" special on April 1. Sadly, there was only the mere mention of the purchase of some "remote desert acreage in southeastern Washington" and lots of time devoted to the scientific team at Los Alamos, NM. Nonetheless, it was interesting viewing... Greg, I think we had biology together with Mrs. Seaton. You were a senior, and I was a lowly underclass member. You were dating a really cute girl - also in our class and also, I think, a senior - whose name has escaped me at the moment. Was it Toby something? A cheerleader maybe? Your eyes were the subject of MANY more female class discussions than - say - the biological make-up of the carrot or frog... To Norma Dean Corrado (69): How's my favorite cheerleader? So wonderful to "see" you after oh, so many years! You dredged up a very old memory or two associated with the dreaded blue "Monkey Suits" we had to wore for P.E. Lord, have mercy! Of course, for me, almost EVERYTHING about P.E. experiences - through Lewis and Clark, with that picture of health, Rex Davis; Carmichael, with Nancy Roy and Howard Chitty; and Col High, with a very caring Helen Burns - was less than pleasant. As the class Fat Girl, I struggled with each and every aspect of what we were asked to do in P.E. In retrospect, I believe my teachers exhibited toward me more exasperation than unkindness. In fact, I expect "how to get the weight off that girl" was probably the subject of many a back room discussion among those P.E. teachers. My grades were always based upon effort rather than accomplishment or skill, because my weight provided a decided handicap in performing most physical tasks. But, since I apparently never lacked in enthusiasm, they awarded me good marks anyway. Since I seem to recall someone mentioning Rex Davis is a Sandstorm reader (was he a Bomber?), here's a little ray of sunshine for him: The little fat girl did eventually learn to manage her weight. Yes, it's still a major struggle daily, but she has mostly managed to achieve and maintain a healthier size 10-12 petite (being short stuck!). Back to the "Monkey Suit" and Mrs. Roy. I'll never forget the day she caught me rolling up the legs of my long legged GIRDLE so that it wouldn't show under that God awful suit! And, let me point out that, by putting on a girdle in those days, I was able to achieve about the same effect as cinching a sausage with a piece of string. She was FURIOUS! After the initial rage subsided, she delivered a lecture about the destructive nature of restrictive undergarments which I have NEVER forgotten! And, sometime not very long afterward, I shed them and never looked back. So, hats - or should I say girdles - off to Mrs. Roy. I still couldn't climb a rope if my life depended on it, but I don't (yet) suffer from varicose veins or other circulatory problems, either... To Jeff Curtis (69): Your prose about the BIG POOL was inspired. Really. Laughed myself silly. Are you a writer? If not, why not? I was so terrified of the icy waters of the Big Pool (and the shower rooms which MUST have been inspired in their design by the concentration camps of Nazi Germany!) that I eventually had to learn to swim - like many others - in the privately owned waters of Howard Chitty's home pool uptown. It was a LONG bike ride from the south side (Armistead) early every morning in the summer for a couple of years... Funny thing about that Big Pool, though. In it, we enjoyed a freedom many others didn't own... and STILL don't. And this is a lesson I didn't learn until we moved to Fredericksburg, Virginia, about nine years ago. With our move, I took what I then called a "corporate sabbatical" - left behind a professional career in occupational safety and health consulting and decided to re-think what I wanted to do with the rest of life. Soon found myself elected to the position of (voluntary) Executive Director of the Fredericksburg Teen Center Task Force. In the conduct of a four-county feasibility study and survey of available youth services, I interviewed about a hundred local politicians and service professionals. One was the Assistant Director of Fredericksburg Parks and Recreation - now a dear friend and boss. Just a few years younger than I, she was raised on the East Coast. When she told me there was NO PUBLIC POOL ANYWHERE in the City of Fredericksburg (about the size of Richland), and only one small one in nearby Stafford County, I naively asked why. She quickly reminded me that most all of these mid-Atlantic and southeastern municipalities pre-dated the 60's laws of desegregation! And now, of course, there's the issue of available space... The issues of segregation and discrimination were very much issues which I experienced in books or on television, I realized. And, having spent nine years here now, I can tell you these issues are far from resolution. Here, kids who can will grow up learning to swim at the country club pool or in a private association pool or in a home pool (much more scarce here than in Southern California, where we ALL had pools). Kids who can't... well, there's that Stafford County pool 15 miles up the road. And the YMCA, which also requires membership... or the Rappahannock River... To all 69ers online: If memory today fails you at every other task, PLEASE remember to extend your personal thanks and greetings to Gordie McMaster and Kathie Moore Adair. They've been putting in some obscene hours lately just so that the rest of us can re-connect with each other. And what a GIFT this has been! I've been away from Richland now for 30 years; and, since my parents died in 1983 and 1984, I have felt largely DIS-connected from my home town and all that it and all of YOU meant to me growing up. Gordie and Kathie (and of course our two Sandstorm Wizards, Maren & Gary) have changed all that! And, FINALLY, to all Bombers online: Thank you - for ALL the memories! Wherever you are, enjoy a Happy Easter! Now, I think I'll go whip up a batch of those cinnamon rolls to give away this weekend... the "Firstborn Virginians" - or FBV's, as they're known here - don't know what they've been missing! -Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Teresa Cook Morgan (73) Since we moved here from California in 1967 (in time for seventh grade at Carmichael) I don't have a lot of memories you all have. I DO however, have a unique skill that no one else outside of Bomberville has. I can sing Happy Birthday to the melody of yankee doodle. People are amazed with this great feat of skill and roll their eyes. I'm just glad that's not my only skill/claim to fame. Anyone else remember Farrell's Ice Cream Parlour in Columbia Center? Remember Pig Troughs? Banana Splits? -Teresa Cook Morgan (73) ******************************************************* >>From: Teri Claphan Foss (74) Jeff Curtis (69) your memories of the Big Pool almost made me shiver. I had forgotten about having to run through those cold showers on the way in! Speaking of swimming lessons, I wonder how many of us took lessons from Howard Chitty? I know I did and my children followed me. I don't remember the potato dogs at Tastee Freeze but I do remember crunch cones. Ice cream covered with crunchy candy coating. My favorite! Ron Breedlove (71) you graduated with my brother, Mike Claphan. He now lives about 23 miles north of Wenatchee and has been employed by a large fruit company (grower/distributor) since graduating from "Welding Technology" at CBC in 1975. This has proved to be profitable and rewarding work for him. When he visits Richland, like everyone else, he ALWAYS stops by the Spudnut Shop! -Teri Claphan Foss (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75) Thanks to Jean Eckert Imholte (72) - Georgia Burns! I was the first junior allowed in the program and to have one of "her jobs". She was angry with me in my senior year because I didn't have COE as a class, but still had "her job" ... I only stayed through January of my senior year tho - I needed some goofing off time and working full time the entire summer between junior and senior was just not enough fun for a Bomber teen! Jeff Curtis (69)... I laughed so hard at your description of the "pool people" - they never even got goose bumps - just looked warm and tan and ultra cool no matter what the temp. Maybe they were the Stepford Pool People. I had PE first period my sophomore year and HATED the pool segment.... arriving at school and immediately heading for the pool through the dewy grass to change into a swimming suit in the aqua cement maze, pretending my towel was a blanket - it wasn't warm, but it did hide the goose bumps from hell. Of course all of the girls were on a two week period, so we usually never actually got wet, but we still had to dress down and get through the ice showers. Luckily swimming lessons in our family were mid-day at Chitty's pool. -Kim Molnaa Privette (75) ******************************************************* >>From: Mark Mattingly (77) TO Pam Ehinger Nassen (67): Include me on the list of people who spent numerous summer nights waiting for the distant rumble of the mosquito fogger ('Get your bikes - here it comes!!'), and who is now NEVER bothered by mosquitoes. However, I should also mention that my twin brother Mike was usually right there beside me in the 'mist', and mosquitoes still eat him alive, so that sort of skewers the theory... TO Jeff Curtis (69): The 'ice' shower on the way in/out of the dressing rooms at the Big Pool - maybe it was to wash off the DDT from the night before? TO Julie Ham Froehlich (77): I remember that cow-on-the-library incident! My mom thought that was hysterical. So, come on - who did it? -Mark Mattingly (77) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/4/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Max Sutton (57), Ed Borasky (59), Kay Lynch (60), Irene de la Bretonne (61), John Foster (65), Patricia de la Bretonne (65), Mike Sheeran (66), Patti Eckert (68), Ginny Williams (69), Phil Jones (69), Franco (70), Michael Peterson (77), Kelly Weil (81), Patty (??) ******************************************************* >>From: Max Sutton (57) To Mary Mike Hartnett Arbogast (61): I saw Mike Castelli (57) at our 40 th reunion in 87. He was living in Los Angeles, CA and I believe, was an engineer of some kind. He looked real good, in fact he looked just as I pictured him to look right out of high school. It is always different when you see someone you knew in high school, in later years. They look as old as you do, surprise. -Max Sutton (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Borasky (59) TO: John Northover (59) Well, unless there's *another* statistician on the list, I'll volunteer to do the analysis. :-) TO: Carol Converse Maurer (64) I remember "Our Miss Brooks" on both radio and TV!! Eve Arden and Gale Gordon were the stars. TO: David Rivers (65) "Around Dodge City and the territory out West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with a US Marshall and the smell of (bullet ricochet sound) Gunsmoke!" Then Matt Dillon would come in and say, "I'm Matt Dillon, United States Marshall. The first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancy job, and it makes a man watchful ... and a little lonely." Trivia quiz: name the actors who played Matt Dillon, Chester, Kitty and Doc on the radio version of Gunsmoke. I once had someone throw this one at me at a party, as in, "Gee, Ed, if you're so smart, answer *this* one!" Needless to say, I got it right and embarrassed him. David, Use the whole thing in your summation to the jury :-). More memories: when I first moved to Richland (1951) I was in the 5th grade. Jason Lee wasn't finished, so I walked to Spalding, where we were picked up in buses and taken to quonset huts on the grounds of Carmichael Junior High School for classes. Oh, yeah, the thyroid thing ... I'm convinced that I didn't have thyroid problems because I didn't drink milk. Before moving to Richland, I lived in Philadelphia. I had a lot of allergies and I was tested for food allergies. It turned out I was allergic to cow's milk but not to goat's milk. So my parents started buying me goat's milk. One day, my aunt told me that if I kept drinking goat's milk I would turn into a goat. I never drank a drop of any kind of milk again. The thought of drinking the stuff makes me ill even today. It wasn't until 1965 that I found out the connection. Iodine 131 from a recent fission reaction (half-life about 8 days) collects on the vegetation that the dairy cows eat and goes from there into the milk. -Ed Borasky (59) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Kathleen "Kay" Lynch O'Shea (60) Date: Sat Apr 3 03:34:11 1999 Greetings! Not long ago, I spoke with Bob Brunelle ('59) for the first time in 30 years. (!!!). He referred me to these sites. First, I dug out my old annuals and was amazed to find how beautifully familiar the people and places still seemed. I'm freshly convinced of two things: that we were incredibly fortunate to have been where we were at that time, and that you were every bit as gifted and witty and attractive as I remembered. I'm now living in Colorado with my daughter, after 35 years in the Seattle area. For most of that time I worked in public relations and also did spiritual or "psychic" readings. All of my sibs and my two sons are still in Washington and we miss them, but we really love Colorado. I'm retired from the business world and I don't do readings much, anymore. However, I do a lot of craft work and I answer prayer and healing requests from people who contact me, mostly over the Internet. So good to be in touch! -Kathleen "Kay" Lynch O'Shea (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) Michael Hays (my son) wants information about the upcoming 20-year reunion for class of 1979. I will provide his address to whomever is sending out information or I will have him contact you if you will provide your data. Thanks. *****And......Hello, Mary Mike Hartnett!!!!! -Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61) ******************************************************* >>From: John Foster (65) TO: Richard Trujillo (62) RE: Johnny's Deli. In the uptown. No, sadly the first place of fine dining is no longer in existence. I think that it went out with the advent on the all night grocery stores in the late sixties. Jack Hogan (the other one) from New York, was the owner. He was my best pal, although ten years older. He was a big brother for a lot of us kids that hung around the store. Many of our Alumni were first alma mater of Johnny's and will always remember the sun bathing mags and some of the other special treats that the place had to offer. By the way Jack is still around RICHLAND, and is still the same special person that he always was. Kenny, Brads, Mac, And Foster can attest to that. -John Foster (65) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jack and Ida Hogan lived in an "A" house in the 1100 block of Perkins when I was growing up. Ida's younger sister is Eleanor Atwood Roberts (65) who lived with Jack and Ida while attending school in Richland. -Maren ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) Oh, yes, my mom bought melmac from a door to door salesman when I was very young. The set included 4 colors; light gray, pale pea green, dark green, and dark orange. Plates, cups, saucers, "pie" plates. The colors were sort of sick making. I didn't mind too much as long as I got dark green or gray, but I remember another member of the family (who shall remain nameless) who almost got literally sick from the colors. So, we ate our canned vegetables (another wonderful post-war invention) off our melmac plates and drank our cow's milk from brightly colored aluminum glasses. And I would say I ran behind the fogger at least once a summer for about 5 years. Began eating spudnuts in Jr. Hi. Patricia de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Sheeran (66) I have but two things to say: "Hawaiian Eye" and "77 Sunset Strip." Thank you and good night. -Mike Sheeran (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Eckert Weyers (68) CLASS OF 68 Wanted to take a moment to wish all friends and former C K'ers and other classmates and Bombers young and older a Blessed Easter Sunday. Recalling some of the old tv shows we watched were: Hazel, RawHide, Wagon Train, The Virginian, Bonanza, cartoons that were really funny and cute on Saturday mornings. Betty Boop, Popeye, Road Runner, Tweety Bird, Porky the Pig, Woody Wood Pecker. Of course Fury, Zorro, can you now tell how it is I went into loving horses and to this day still watch every "good western" I can find to view or read. Actually spoke to a former Bomber and a CKer today and he was yet unaware of this site, is this possible,??? perhaps it should be advertised on the local tv networks on their calendar of events or special happenings as a Site to investigate if you went to Col-Hi in Richland or just want some wonderful "step back in time with memories" from your past! To John Northover (59): liked your April Fool script. To John Gillespie, congratulations on your career as a fireman. To Barbara Clement (68), know your brother is a great artist today with full recognition, but where are you, and what has become of you. I recall your saying in 8th grade you would be a nun? To Joan* = Andrew* = Virginia* = Bob = Rita = Don = Leona = Jean = and Christian; I, Patricia, am wishing you A Blessed Easter Celebration on the Rising of Christ. Dad going before the rest of us earlier this year, and Mother needing every one of us to fulfill her life and dreams.... All 10* = lets remember what is important for her complete happiness. All of us are "her creations" and she is in need of each one.... Let's count our blessings for having her still with us. You don't know what you had until you've lost it. New ideas, new beginnings, a fresh start, Happy Easter, He Is Risen! :::Nothing:::: is more important than her in our lives. The Bomber Links Sites have really been a wonderful travel back in time and places and moments to treasure, thanks for all the people behind the scenes to produce this. Its sure grown and stayed organized, interesting and fun, Thanks again, Bomber Cheers! -Patti Eckert Weyers 68 ******************************************************* >>From: Ginny Williams Nash (69) Happy Easter to all my fellow Bombers... I was just sitting here reading the greeting from Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock and had to say hello to all of you this Easter Eve. The Sandstorm has made this last year like an adventure every day into the past and a peek into the present. I am in awe of the diversity that came from such a small protected community of kids and I am proud to be from that group. I come home every year to see family there, but the Alumni Sandstorm brings me home every day. When I left the area first in 1970 to go to Seattle and then again in 1974 to come to California, I wanted to be as far away from the memories and the people as I could get, but 29 years later I gather every memory to me and cherish like gold. I guess that is called growing up maybe? Who knows. All I know is that in 1997 when my niece and her 2 children became the victims of a drunk driver (the Klick Family), everyone in the Tri-City Area became my heroes, and to have this forum to come to each day gives me pleasure and I thank Gary and Maren for that gift To Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock: Hey! You weren't the only class fat girl. Just hold everything. I was right there with you - long legged girdle and all. Though I will never be a petite anything, I am just as happy as a clam. Somewhere in the 80's I found out that Fat women are beautiful too and it changed my whole way of thinking. No more diets, no more scales, a little confidence and some self esteem and away I went. I only wish I had known in high school what I know now. Then maybe so many people wouldn't have wasted so much energy trying to make a fat girl skinny and could have made my teen years better. This body was meant to be the way it is and I'm proud of it. God bless Mrs. Roy though. She was the only person that had the nerve to tell me that French kissing would not make me pregnant. (No laughing, I was young and stupid.) Thank you Pam, for having the courage to share those memories. They made me laugh. How true it were. Ginny (Virginia) Williams Nash Bomber 69 ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) TO Carol Converse Maurer (64): I loved "Our Miss Brooks". It starred Eve Arden as an English teacher at Madison High. I bet those reruns would be more corny than Dark Shadows. TO Jeff Curtis 69 Was your dad Ernie, who kicked me off the Memorial Softball Field damn near ever day in the summers for playing baseball on the softball field? Jeff's memories of the "Big Pool" stimulated my memories of 100 plus the degree summer days of 1965 and 66, filled with playing tag at the "deep end" with Pat Maki and the boys. Also enjoyed Jerry (?) Coffee doing incredible flips off the high dive while we were whimpin-out with can-openers. The Tastee Freeze was right on the way home. Later in 68 or 69, I remember having the dreaded first period PE with Mr. Rish and having to jump into the pool in May at 8:00am. No fun. We persistently begged Rish to let us skip the swim but he held fast. I think we even tossed a block of ice in the pool one morning before class. The plan was to point out during poolside roll-call, that there was an actual iceberg floating in the pool. Anyone who knows Rish could have predicted his response. I can't remember if it was me he had "volunteer" to swim out and get it. Still have no use for early morning swims. TO Marsha Lee Jepson (73): regarding the Penney's paging system in the mid to late 70's. My two best friends worked there at the time, Kenny Dall and Jim Houston. I remember Houston being the "complaint guy" for the store and receiving constant pages for "Mr. Houston, 213, Mr. Houston 213." The 213 indicated another complaint call he had to field. Poor Jim was whipped and needed a road trip. He and his than gal, Kathy Chandler, decided to hike around Mt. Hood at some base camp, to get some solitude. Our plan was to rent a helicopter to fly around the base camp where they were hiking with a loud speaker blaring, "Mr. Houston, 213" so he couldn't get away from the madness. Nice friends we were. I can't remember if we actually did it or not as we did lots of stuff. Good memories -Phil Jones 69 ******************************************************* >>From: Franco (70) I just got back from 12 days out of the country and read my Sandstorm every day... but could not reply... need to catch up: To Boo Boo Davis (74).... some day you will respect the legends of the class of 70 and Merilee and JFK, I just hope it won't be too late! Diana Fowler (70) and Norma Dean (69): Great to hear from both of you... Diana, you were always the power forward of Class of 70 women, always smiling and always laughed at my jokes, no matter how stupid! Bob Gus (70): Good to hear form you, where are you now? One of the original class of 70 Jefferson Grade School gang Rex Davis (49): I did not have you for a teacher but you introduced me to tennis which I still play a little slower, and I was NEVER quick (be quiet Soldat!!!) also coached my older brother. Rex Davis was the first (for me) of several Riverside Park tennis leaders (Holland St. John, Ray Hall) Val Trent (70): You "never did like the cherry cokes" at Zips?!?!?! Whatsthematterwithyou?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?! We drank cherry 7-UPs not cokes..... must have had too many bad nights rabbit stompin! Mike Sheeran (66): How is it going.... your dad was truly one of the Richland greats... he inspired my somewhat shaky grasp of reality... he was such a great guy, a pure joy to be around. I admired him. You on the other hand.... ok, another Richland great!!! And finally on the Spokane cable TV front.... who was the first medical advertiser (very unethical in those days!) I remember???? That's right... the sponsor of Championship Wrestling from Spokane..... Dr. David Cowan - "The Peerless Dentist"! Located in Downtown Spokane, in the Zukor Building, always free parking and an appointment is NEVER needed! And your ring announcer... Ron Forsell..... That's all for now.... great to hear form everyone.... -Franco (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Peterson (77) I have been reading so much about the mosquito fogger and feeling like we must have been the only ones in the country to have had this experience. Just saw a painting by a Folk artist friend of mine who grew up in Suburban Boston entitled... "we couldn't wait for the mosquito fogger man". It depicts kids on Schwinn Stingrays with banana seats and chopped handlebars riding in the center of the dense fog behind a spraying truck. I could hardly believe it. It could have been us! Halfway through my senior year there was a girl who moved to town and attended Col High for just part of the year. Her first name was Lisa... I don't recall her last name. She was in Chorus and had thick brown hair that was a little longer than shoulder length. She was very quiet. I know I'm shooting in the dark here but does anybody remember her or her last name? If so, does anybody know what ever happened to her? Does anybody know how to get in touch with J.D.Covington? He had such a profound impact on my life as a young man and I have something I wanted to send him to say thanks after all these years. If so please e-mail me at If any Bombers would ever like to come out to a show please let me know and I will take care of it. Would love to see old friends again out on the road. See ya! Michael Peterson / Class of 77 ******************************************************* >>From: Kelly Weil Austin (81) Time to get off the fence, again! All this talk of memories about life in the good ol' Tri-Cities gets me all teary-eyed! When I was little, my family lived at 219 Cullum (anybody remember what type of houses were on that street?) in a single level 3 bed/1 bath house (with an unfinished basement, of course). Our house was on what seemed like a HUGE lot. We had a couple of large sycamore trees in the front and back yards, and even room for a large vegetable garden. One summer we had planted a small maple tree in the back yard and woke up the next morning to find that a queen bee had found it suitable for her hive. What a thrill! The only apiary/beekeeper in town (who I think lived near Swift/By-pass highway) came down to remove it for us, and in return we got some honey! I also remember the Carnation Milk Man coming around to deliver those ice-cold glass bottles of milk, cream, butter and sometimes even leaving us some sundae cups. My first bite of pizza (if you could call it that) came from the Gas Light Bar and Grill. My dad used to bring back an extra-large salami pizza. I think I liked it better, once I got older and my parents started taking us to Pizza Pete's! It was where most of the late 70's/80's jocks hung out. They did have the best pizza in town. It was the first place I ever had shrimp pizza. YUM! Anybody else remember these places? -Kelly Weil Austin (81) ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) Yes, I remember Johnnie's Deli and bought choc covered ants there once, but I don't remember if I ever had the nerve to eat one. Patty *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/5/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff in: Al Parker (53), Mary Lee Lester (58), John Adkins (62), Sandi Cherrington (66), Vicki Owens (72) ****************************************** >>From: Al Parker (53) Re Ed Borasky's (59) comment TO: Carol Converse Maurer (64), "I remember "Our Miss Brooks" on both radio and TV!!" I remember her well also, both during my Col-Hi days, and latter on. There was something cool about the way she expressed herself in her kind of high profile voice when relating to the principal of the school, etc. A few years later, I saw Eve Arden in San Francisco in the stage play, "Auntie Mame." I attended the theater with one of my Air Force Buddies. We had second row seats. I believe Eve Arden lost her stage presence for just a moment when my buddy suddenly broke out into a loud chorus of snoring. My quick nudge to his ribs awakened him just in time to receive meaningful eye contact from the star performer. -Al Parker (53) ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) TO: Ed Borasky (59) William Conrad was the voice of Matt Dillon who went on in later life to be Cannon and Fatman on tv series. I remember listening to Gunsmoke on Saturday mornings doing housework. I also remember you, Ed, as the king of trivia but I think we called it useless information in those days (long before Trivial Pursuit and Jeopardy). I have no idea who else was on radio Gunsmoke and have never figured out why I knew William Conrad but I've been the only one knowing that a time or two. -Mary Lee Lester (58) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mary--I knew that! KPQ in Wenatchee plays oldie radio shows on both Saturday and Sunday nights... Gunsmoke is one of them... [Ed] ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins (62) I read in the Alumni Sandstorm that French kissin don't cause pregnancy. My God, "Jimbeaux", do you know what that means - Big Frank and half the guys from the classes of "62" and "63" might still be virgins. John Adkins "62" ******************************************************* >>From: Sandi Cherrington (66) Just wanted to let everyone know that I am adding a new page to the Memories Site. With all that is going on around the world now, I thought that it might be a good to create a page honoring the classmates we have lost in war. This will be titled: A Special TRIBUTE To Alumni Who Sacrificed All in Service of Their Country I will be listing the MIA and THOSE WHO GAVE THEIR LIVES. It would be great if all the classes who have classmates in the wars to send me email [deleted for privacy] with names and which war so I could list them. I will be putting the page up very soon, attaching it through a link from both the Alumni Sandstorm Memories page and the ALL Bombers Memorial page. Sandi (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Vicki Owens (72) TO: Teri Claphan Foss (74) FYI, your brother Mike Claphan was Class of '72! I may be getting old and forgetful, but at least I remember that. As I recall, he and Mike Welch were big buddies. Still, thanks for letting us know what he's up to now. I've missed my past couple of reunions, and so have felt terribly out of touch with most everyone until Maren and Gary came up with this great idea for getting us all back together. If anyone ever starts up a "Bomber Hall of Fame", Gary and Maren simply must be inducted. As for an All-Bomber Reunion, I'd make a big effort to attend. But is there anyplace big enough to hold us? Vicki Owens (72) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/6/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff in: Kay Mitchell (52), Gill Groff (61), Delma O'Brien (61), Frazier Botsford (62), Carol Converse (64), Duncan Sinclair (65), Gregor Hanson (65), Jeff Curtis (69), Pam Pyle (69), Willard Ule (73), Mike Davis (74), Jamie Sims (79), Cathy Moore (80) ****************************************** >>From: Kay Mitchell Coates (52) Mrs. Ruttenbeck, the employee paged so often at J.C. Penney's, was formerly none other than Fran Lennebacker, class of '49. Her husband, Dick Ruttenbeck worked at the old hardware store on GW Way during the late 40's and early 50's. I was employed at the hardware store in the early 50's and worked with him. I thought he was in the class of '47 or '48, but in checking some old Columbians, I could not find him. -Kay Mitchell Coates (52) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Groff (61) I remember the Buck Private surplus store. I bought my first canteen and web belt there. I also bought a machete and tried to cut down all the trees along the Columbia River like a pint sized Paul Bunyon. Does anybody remember the huge ball of string the owner of the surplus kept in the back of his store? "Hey" to the class of (61) and "hey" to my sisters. I would say "hey" to my brother but he never checks his e-mail...... -Bill Groff (61) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Delma O'Brien Killinger (61) Date: Sun Apr 4 18:46:57 1999 This is a great idea. Would love to hear from any old friends. ******************************************************* >>From: Frazier Botsford (62) I've always had this stock explanation over the years to answer questions about how I grew up: "I didn't grow up like you, I grew up in a totally unique place. I grew up in Richland, Washington, the support town the government built for Hanford Atomic Energy Works. There was no history in our town, it was new. There were no earlier generations to leave a legacy, everybody moved in around the same period of time. It was a place so unique, my Junior High school (Chief Jo) had a shop that would put to shame most commercial wood shops. It had THREE metal lathes, and even a FORGE! Not the High School, the JUNIOR High. A totally different and unique place to grow up." I've always played the guitar (no Larry Coryell) and sung, and I remember my first choir was the Minisingers in Richland. We went to a local radio or TV station, and got to perform our signature piece... (duh) Tumbling Tumbleweeds. Anybody else sing in that group? I remember the Yo Yo's... walk that dog, rock the cradle, around the world, dog bite. Yup, can still do 'em. Thank you Kathy Lamb, for reminding me my first kiss wasn't on stage in the diary of Anne Frank. I'd gone out with a sweet thing named Kit Matthews before that. I guess I didn't remember because it wasn't in front of a packed house... always have been somewhat of a ham. Frazier Botsford '62 ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) Here is a bit of trivia that I thought about last evening. How many of you remember this: takes a licking and keeps right on ticking? What is it? Later, Carol Converse Maurer (64) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Carol -- that would be a Timex... [Ed] ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Duncan Sinclair (65) Date: Mon Apr 5 01:24:20 1999 Register for Sandstorm Class of 65, Bomber in Bay Area I was home last week to play golf and swap lies with family. Working @ Lawrence Livermore Nat. Labs on Laser Project. Interested to read Sandstorms for latest Bomber info. -Duncan Sinclair (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Gregor Hanson (65) In regard to the trivia question to the actors on Gunsmoke tv program: Marshall Matt Dillon - James Arness Miss Kitty Russell - Amanda Blake Doc Adams - Milburn Stone Chester Goode - Dennis Weaver Festus Haggen - Ken Curtis and Burt Reynolds was in the show as Quint -Gregor Hanson (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Curtis (69) Scott Huntley (69) and I are playing in a folk-rock band in Seattle with some other Eastern Washington guys (or at least former Pullman guys). We have boldly called ourselves "The A-City Youths". Since no one over here has probably ever seen that phrase as used in the Tri-City Herald to finger one of us in trouble (usually), nobody gets it. Besides, that "youths" part is really a stretch. Anyway, we will be performing at Seattle Center for the annual Folk Life Festival this year. Sunday May 30th, 4:30 in the Exhibition Hall. If you're in the area, we'd love to see an A-City contingent there. Folk Life is a blast, a little mellower that Bumbershoot (Labor Day) but the Center still buzzes all weekend. We will also be playing at the Zoka Coffee House (2200 N 56th St, Seattle - near the Honey Bear Bakery) on Friday, April 23rd at 8:30PM. If you're in the area drop in. -Jeff Curtis (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock (69) To Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58): The effects of reading the daily entries on this website continue to amaze me. A word, a name, a date - I never know what's going to trigger memory I didn't even realize I had stored up there all these years! I believe you must be the Mary Lee of whom my 6th grade teacher, Mrs. Lester (her first name has escaped me at the moment), was so proud. In class with us, she so often spoke about her two daughters with tremendous love and pride. Mrs. Lester was one of two favorite teachers at Lewis and Clark Elementary. I remember her as a great disciplinarian who commanded a great deal of respect from all the students at L and C. Discipline was always administered with great fairness and a measure of compassion; and, without hesitation, she never hesitated to correct inappropriate behavior on-the-spot. She insisted we conduct ourselves, with mutual respect, as young men and women. Mrs. Lester had a marvelous ability to identify her students' innate gifts and to encourage them in the use of those gifts. She gave generous praise for my reading and communication abilities, and steered me and a few other 6th graders to the volunteer library readers program (we read to students in the lower grades). At the same time, she gave equal praise and encouragement to others with different gifts - Phil Jones (69) and Bob Farrimond (69) come to mind, for their wonderful athletic abilities, particularly in baseball. I also remember Mrs. Lester as a woman of great personal courage and strength, and a great patriot. It was during my year with her that her husband's body, long listed as MIA in (?), was recovered, and we shared in her relief and excitement as she and you prepared for his interment at Arlington National Cemetery. Is she still living? And, for heaven's sake, help me remember both her first name and your sister's - it's driving me nuts! -Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Willard Ule (73) I recently was well pleased when my tenth grade home room teacher contacted me. I'm blessed by having a family that made me apart of theirs when my Mother became too sick to care for me. Carl, my brother-in-law though this adoptive family, drove bus for Richland Public schools for a long time. Well He mentioned to Mr. Black that he had seen me and that I had received my M.D. Also that I'm suffering from A.L.S. When he called and I was able to thank him - it made my month. Oh so often we forget that every teacher helped form us to what we have become years later. I feel all of us need to take time and thank all of our teachers. I am very proud to say, thanks to my teachers, I am what I am today. Some say "That's easy. You're a doctor." But I'm one who can't work. Whoever you are, you have things to thank your teachers for. -WILLARD ULE (73) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) I enjoy reading the entries of old Richland from the "older" Bombers especially when referring to places and businesses that no longer exist. Examples: Richland School District Offices - was Bell Bangert Ford RSD Administration Bldg - was a small grocery (?) Westside Church Bldg - was Roy's Chuckwagon and before that Mayfair (Weren't there like 5-6 Mayfairs at one time?) Antique Place at Uptown - was NB of C JoAnn Fabric - was Newberrys Sunburst - was Robinson's Bargain Store next door - was JC Penney's and.....................? MDavis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Jamie Sims (79) To: Michael Peterson '77 I'm sorry I won't be much help finding the young lady that you are looking for or Coach Covington, but I do always remember admiring him. He was a no nonsense kind of guy who really cared about his students. He was from Texas originally so he might have retired back there but I don't know for sure. About five years ago I became a country music fan and then when you burst on the scene and I heard you had gone to school in Richland I was pumped to hear about a fellow Bomber making it big! My wife and I sure do enjoy your music. If you get to the Portland, Oregon area we'd love to see you perform. I'm not aware of any other Bombers here in the Portland area, but there must be a few anyway. Keep up the good work and good luck in the future. -Jamie Sims, Class of '79 ******************************************************* >>From: Cathy Moore Hammer (80) TO: Kelly Weil (81) I definitely remember the Pizza Pete pizza. I loved the porky pig, I believe it had bbq sauce on it. They had a really great shrimp salad too. I think of it once in a while when I drive by where it used to be. With food that good, I could never understand how it closed down (and how Godfathers stayed in business). I also remember Gaslight pizza. I think my brother (Gauin Moore, class of 82) and I liked it - not for the pizza but because we got to go into a bar to eat it!!!!! Want to say 'hi' to my little brother since he is now getting the Sandstorm... Hi Gauin!!!! -Cathy Moore Hammer (80) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/7/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 26 Bombers and one teacher today: Cliff Judd (49), Dick Harris (49), Sandra Atwater (51), Gloria "Skippy" Adams (54), Millie Finch (54), Jim Russell (58), Ed Borasky (59), Nancy Jones (60), Frank "Mac" Quinlan (62), Kipp Quinlan (64), Patty (65), Cheryl Moran (66), Micky Hemphill (66), Pam Ehinger (67), Carole Garcia (69, Phil Jones (69), Sandra Denton (69), Sheila Davis (71), Darvi Markfelder (72), Kelley Payton (72), Teri Claphan (74), Terry Hutson (74), Kellie Walsh (77), Matt Filip (77), G.S.Gordon (79), James Walters (80), Betty Carlson Hammack (Teacher) ****************************************** >>From: Cliff Judd (49) Does anyone know of the whereabouts of Leon Szymanski (49) (aka). Jack Seaman (49). He was in the class of 49, went into the Army and came back to Richland. Thanks Cliff Judd (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Harris (49) Sandi Cherrington (66) Good idea to remember our classmates who gave their lives. The first one that I remember from our class of '49 is Clyde "Red" Foster, who I understand was killed in action in Korea. Gary: In the small world department, last week I received an e-mail note from a person in Rogers, Ark., who had received a "forwarded" joke from someone in Richland. It had my e-mail address on it. He wanted to know if, by any chance, I might be the Harris, that he shipped out to Korea with in 1955. He said he had a snapshot, that included this person and it also had an Air Force serial no. on it. He remembered that this Harris had come from some place near Hanford and wondered If it could be me. Well, it was my AF Ser. No. and we were in a group of four AF Second Lieutenants who were being sent to Japan and for me, subsequently, to Korea. We had a heck of a good time in Honolulu on the way! Following a couple of e-mails back and forth, that corroborated the connection, he suggested that I check-out his screen name and in fact read it backwards. It said, "loofrpa1" or backwards, "Aprfool1." So, was there a connection, or wasn't there! PS He never gave his full name or address or phone no. -Dick Harris '49 ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) All the talk about TV shows! Does anyone remember all the good radio shows? My Dad would go to the store to get ice cream since we didn't have freezers large enough for ice cream to "fit" and of course would not keep it frozen. Then we would sit and eat the ice cream and listen to the great radio shows! What fun! Also, someone mentioned the Lagoon. Does anyone remember the time when Janet Browning '51 had her folks pick up and a whole bunch of we girls skipped an assembly and went to the Lagoon for a swim? We didn't have our swim suits, but that was ok, no one around. Somehow or other some boys found out (don't remember who), and came out after we were in swimming and wouldn't leave. I don't remember for how long, but they just stayed and so we of course couldn't get out of the water. Finally, they left------- don't remember how long they stayed!!!!! Anyone remember swimming in the irrigation ditches out by West Richland? Hope all you Bombers had a great Easter! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Gloria "Skippy" Adams (54) Hi To All Alumni! Someone mentioned they like to hear from "older" alum about things they remember about Richland. Well here are a few of my fond memories; * The very first Atomic Frontier Days and the ones in following years. It was something we REALLY looked forward to. The booths in the street of the Parkway, the street dance, the parade, the food and all the fun times of people getting together and laughing. It moved to Howard Amon park in years after, with a carnival,etc. * The Hi-Spot, with Don and Alice Martin as chaperones. We all went every Wed. and Sat. night and had a blast. Friday nights we had "sock-hops" after home games for both football and basketball. The community center was a fun, safe place to be. We used to have ping-pong tournaments there. There used to be a bowling alley on the North end, where the Gaslight and later the Irish Pub came to be. That gave us 3 nights a week to get together socially and we just had fun. *We used to have Pep Club for the Col. Hi girls. It was wonderful. Every Friday we would wear our Pep Club sweaters and black skirts to school to show our loyalty to the football or basketball teams. Baseball didn't seem to be as popular in those days, although we were proud of all our sports teams. We had tennis teams also. We had a Pep Club section in the cheering section and the cheer leaders led the yells in front of us and we cheered our sports teams on like they were #1 in the U. S. * In 1948, when I was in the 6th grade, I remember going to the Western movies every Saturday at the Village theater, on George Washington Way. It was on the same side of the street as the Community Center, one block to the North. I don't know what's there now. * We used to wait for the city bus in front of C.C. Anderson's, which went on to become the Bon Marche and then a variety of small shops, including Ariel for one. * There used to be a drug store to the West of the Richland theater and that's where we used to go and have cokes and sit and talk for hours. * Does anyone remember Sonny? "Hey, Hey, whatsyou say?" Everyone loved Sonny and Sonny truly loved all of us. He may have had his mental limitations but he was genuine. Those are a few things that should jog the memories of many more of you. I'll look forward to reading them. Gloria "Skippy" Adams Fulcher, 1954. Married to Clarence Fulcher (51) ~~ Some of you "younger" alum may remember one or more of our children, Deanna, Jeff, Karen, and Scott. ******************************************************* >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) Hi fellow Bombers and classmates. I haven't written for some time, but feel the urge to comment today. Perhaps because over the weekend I saw some childhood friends and the old 'memories' just overtook our conversations. It was wonderful growing up here and watching the town "grow". Everyone has been talking about the tv shows they remember, etc. Well, we didn't have tv and so my memories are my dad turning the radio on and all of us gathering as close as possible to listen to the "Joe Louis" boxing matches. It was so exciting!! Also we listened to the "Inner Sanctum" show and "Fibber McGee and Mollie" all on the radio. We also listened to lots of music on records. Music of the 30's, 40's and 50's - classical, pop and spiritual. It was wonderful and the memories are good. Someone had mentioned Farrell's Ice Cream Parlour at the Mall. Oh yes, I remember it well and how embarrassed I was as my husband and son each devoured a "Pig's Trough" and then the drums beat and loud noises made as they were honored with an "oinker" ribbon for emptying the trough. It was a fun place to go though and they had great ice cream. This weekend my daughter and I were cleaning out some closets and boxes, and boy did I come upon a jewel. It is a book titled "Home Blown" (The history of the homes of Richland) A little bit of trivia to test your memories: 1) Do you remember the "c" duplex? 2) Do you know how many dormitories there were for men? and women? and how much the rent was? 3) How many "D" and "G" homes were built? 4) 250 3-bedroom "H" houses were built. Do you know what they rented for furnished or unfurnished? That's it for today - and I will give the answers either tomorrow or Wed. Also will give you more data if you are interested. Hey Class of '54 - don't forget to register for our Reunion this year. Until later, everyone have a great day! -Millie Finch Gregg (54) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Russell (58) To Mike Franco: Dr. David Cowan - "The Peerless Dentist," served in the Washington State Legislature for many, many years, beginning in the House in 1935-37-39-41, and then to the State Senate 1945-47-49-50-51-53-55-57-59-61.... I don't know how long he served beyond those years, but I remember him sitting in the front row of the Senate, sucking on an unlit cigar, staring at his surroundings as though it was his first time in that august chamber. I was working in the Senate during the 1961 legislative session. Senator (Dr.) Davey Cowan was considered to be the obstructionist in most anything advanced, unless you could convince him he would personally benefit. He served on the Medicine and Dentistry committee and also on the Ways and Means committee, which controlled the state's purse strings. He was a Democrat, but being from Spokane, he seldom knew how to say "yes." I was working the Senate "bill" room, partly to advance my education as a Political Science major at the UW, and partly as a courtesy, or "pay back," for working diligently on two legislative campaigns in the fall of 1960: Representative Wes Uhlman (D) of Seattle (later mayor), and Senator Mike McCormack (D) of Richland (later Congressman). Your father, Dr. Franco, was my father's physician when he was diagnosed to have stomach cancer, 1963. Not much was known to treat cancer back then. Dad (known as Jim or Orlie, who worked for his brother-in-law at Parker's Hardware) passed away only 2-3 months following diagnosis. Your uncle, John Franco, was a good and dear friend of mine during the 70's and 80's, when we were both active in the state Restaurant Association. I believe John was president of the Association about 1972, and I was president in 1980 and 1981. (During those two years, I stumped the state to urge our members to establish "no-smoking" sections voluntarily or they might be faced with mandatory legislation or regulation. Not enough bought into the idea to prevent the inevitable. All I succeeded in doing was to stop my personal dependence on the "weed." -Jim Russell (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Borasky (59) TO: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58) Then you should know that Chester was played by Parley Baer, Doc by Howard McNear and Kitty by Georgia Ellis. Of the four, I believe only Baer is still alive; I saw him on TV a few years ago. McNear did a number of bit parts on TV; he was a mousy little guy with glasses. I think he was a plumber on "Burns and Allen." A number of radio shows made a successful crossover to TV in those days. One was "September Bride". Trivia question for the day: the guy who played the neighbor Pete went on to play two famous roles on TV. What is his name and what were the roles? -Ed Borasky (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) TO Jamie Sims (79) Jamie.... Believe me there are other Bombers in Portland. I am Nancy Jones (Larsen) Pritchard (60) I have lived around the Portland area since 1961. I know several other Bombers who live here and in Vancouver. I have been enjoying the comments about the old TV shows. Remember that scrawny kid on Our Miss Brooks, with the squeaky voice. He grew into quite an actor. His name escapes me at the moment, but he always plays homicide detectives. I believe he played Ross Perot in the story about the hostages in Iran. Refresh my memory someone. -Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) ****************************************************** >>From: Frank "Mac" Quinlan (62) Jon McDougal (57) I was sorry to hear about Sande. We were friends in grade school when you lived across the street from Jefferson. He delivered newspapers for me one week when we went on vacation in 1955. I remember this, because he didn't have a single paper delivered to the wrong house for the whole week. Francis Coelho - I had him for Art in grade school at Jefferson. I enjoyed that class so much, I'd ride my bike to school on Saturday and would use the potter's wheel to make things while he did grades. Shortly before the year was out he gave me a large white ceramic bowl he made. Our mother would use the bowl when she made large tossed salads and it was always known as the "Coelho bowl". By the time I got to high school he had left Columbia High. I guess he made quite an impression on me also, because 44 years later I still remember how he tried to bring out the best in everything I did. Just wish I'd paid attention to what he told me a lot sooner in life than I did. -Frank "Mac" Quinlan (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) TO: Mary Lee Lester (58) You always remember it was William Conrad, because part of the introduction included;..... and William Conrad as Matt Dillon!!! Never forget the first time I heard his voice on the televation and dashed into the living room to finally get a glimpse of 'William Conrad', my Matt Dillon hero - to be disappointedly confronted by a little fat man. It was a terrible blow to my mental image. Don't remember who played the part any more, but his assistant/deputy's name on radio was Chester Proudfoot. Wonder if that is why on television they made him limp. I always thought on radio that perhaps he was supposed to have been an Indian. Did anyone else ever listen to "Jeep Allison"? We didn't get a television until 1962. -Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) Ok, so what was Burt Reynold's (Quint's) occupation on Gunsmoke? Easy one, I know. Patty '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) The only thing I bought at the Buck Private was moccasins. (wore them all one summer). Another special bargain place was the Auction held out at the Y. It was fun to go and hear the auctioneer. I belonged to the Richland Minisingers and sang in a trio with a couple of other girls. Can't remember their names now, but we did a concert at Chief Jo and sang The Teddy Bear's Picnic. We had to take singing lessons from the lady who directed the group every week upstairs at Kortens. I got sick of it and quit though. My parents signed Jane (64) and I up for minisingers and we used to go with Pam (64) and Claudette (66) Benedictson. The group met in a school as I recall. One song we sang as a group was "Across a Crowded Room". I don't think we sang any pop tunes. We had fun, but I remember talking and laughing a lot during the sessions and getting into trouble. So much for my exposure to the Arts. A few of us are meeting to celebrate Cathy Weihermiller's and Marlene Walton's 51st Birthdays. Happy Birthday, Girls! Caroline Stanfield and I are going to join them at Frani Brown's and Jeff Albaugh's for the weekend! If you happen to see us driving towards Portland on Friday afternoon, get out of the way! Marlene will be behind the wheel! -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Micky Hemphill (66) Memories; ...With each familiar name comes a story that is waiting to be told. Mike Sheeran (66): Many memories, but too many for one letter. Installments will be made. Baseball, football, regionals and state tourneys, my mind is racing. Mike and I played Junior Varsity football for two years and J.V. baseball for one. We were awarded numerals (66) for our participation in each sport so we ended up with enough 6's to start are own Satanic Cult, had we known what 666 represented back then. Although to hear the stories today we were VERY good! One can't forget how fleet-of foot we were, also. I think the only person to ever out run me and Mike was Bill Voiland. Good memory, huh? "The older we get the better we was". Mike and I were cruising the Uptown one summer day in our brand new low top black converse tennies, and found a local D J with a live broadcast going. To get rid of us he gave Mike a 45 record by Roger Miller; "Dang Me, Dang Me ..........." I think was the catchy tune. We had never heard of Roger Miller and laughed at how corny it was. I wonder if you still have that record today, Mike? Could be valuable? Brother Tom (62); selling your business and slowing down. I have often wondered what it must be like, deciding on which swim suit to wear to work in the morning? I couldn't do it! I would miss this Bay Area Traffic way too much. If any of our faithful readers are looking for a relaxing vacation, go to the San Juan's and on your trip, stop by to see Tom in Friday Harbor. -Micky (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Maren, Someone once asked how big each class was when they graduated. Well my Mom found my old ColHi Commencement program!! I counted and 519 graduated in 1967! Our class song was Born Free and Linda Pitney sang it. Salutatorian was Julia Green, Valedictorian was Deborah Cahn. Just thought this might be helpful for the memories or what ever you may need it for! Bombers Rule! -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* from the RHS Guest Book: Record 250 Name: Carole Garcia Delaney Referred by: From a Friend From: Tucson, AZ Time: 1999-04-06 05:42:03 Comments: Looking forward to the class of '69 thirty year reunion! ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) To Ed Borasky 59 Gunsmoke trivia Ed Matt was James Arness Chester, who's last name on TV was Good (or Goode) was played by Dennis Weaver. (On the radio, by the way Matt was played by William Conrad and Chester's last name was Lighfoote and he was a native american, I think) Kitty was Amanda Blake Doc was Milburn Stone How'd I do off the top of my bald head? To Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock (69): Indeed Mary Lester was the most influential teacher that I ever had. She indeed could find what made each of her student's special and she encouraged each to successfully pursue their own gift. Mrs. Lester and Mrs. Brinkman were my favorites at Lewis and Clark. Jerry Niedhold, who also taught 6th grade at LC (RIP) would nab my ball cap just about daily as I wore it into the building. A big time rules violation. He was a great guy. -Phil Jones 69 ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Denton Heath (69) This if my first visit to this site. A friend of a friend told me about it when we discovered we grew up in the same town and attended the same JR. high and high school. To Pam Pyle (69): I'm sorry to hear that you believed you had a weight problem in High School. As I remember you. I admired your spirit and your energy level. I just knew if I could be even a little like you, I would be able to become whatever inspired me. For some reason, I didn't think of you as being even one ounce overweight. To John Foster (65): My family lived on the other side of Jack and Ida Hogan's house on Perkins. I spent many summer days in their above ground swimming pool. I remember the rooster they kept in their back yard. Poor thing, never knew when it was morning. It crowed all day and night. Now that I think about it. Our family was caring for that rooster when Jack and Ida went on a vacation. My father still feels guilty. The rooster died while he was caring for it. -Sandra (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Sheila Davis Galloway (71) To Mike Davis (74) Dear Brother.... I think I remember something you didn't. How about the old Payless Drugs, it was located downtown across the parkway from "Taste". The Bon Marche was located a block down where Ariels is located now and before that CC Anderson was located there (of course I am too young to remember that, but my mother-in-law worked there). Also too young to go inside but I remember the first topless bar in the Richland was Adrians located where the Red Robin is now. Wasn't there a 5 and 10 Uptown somewhere too? I am enjoying this site, hope to hear from more 71ers. -Sheila Davis Galloway (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Darvi Markfelder Hull (72) I loved reading Val Trent's (70) input, it brought back a lot of memories. I was in his younger brother, Frank's class, but we all grew up "on the other side of the tracks". I lived on Cullum street, Wellsian pond was the best place to spend an afternoon, all that mucky water to wade or swim around in trying to catch tadpoles. I would run into Frank (who would be following around his big brother, Val) at the "Big Pool" with my best friend, Becky Bounds. I can see that we weren't the only kids who were so lucky our parents wanted some free time, so we got summer passes to spend EVERY day at the Big Pool, walk home bare foot (always went bare foot in those days) across the bubbling asphalt (the white lines on cross walks really helped. I especially remember hanging around the roller rink with my friends Linda Day and Terri Brown(?). Val was "one of the big guys" hanging around there all the time, we did get pretty good on those wheels though. -Darvi Markfelder Hull (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Kelley Payton Jensen (72) I enjoy "Bomber memories" while drinking my coffee each morning.. Thanks Gary. I would love to hear from those friends in the early 70's! Remember "Keep on Truckin"??? My mother was mortified that that was our class motto. ha.. too good. Regarding Mrs. Wiley.. she rented a home from my father years ago. He dreaded going over to the house to collect rent because she was always hanging her clothes out on the clothes line while only dressed in her underwear.. ugh I'm sure it was not a pretty sight. -Kelley Payton Jensen (class of 72) *************************************************** >>From: Teri Claphan Foss (74) TO: Vicki Owens (72) Vicki, you are so right! I spent some time with my parents on Easter Sunday and was conversing with them about the Alumni Sandstorm. I suddenly realized that I was mistaken about the year in which my brother, Mike, graduated!!! Talk about getting old and senile! Mike W Welch lived just a few houses down from us on Willard, and yes, the two Mike's were close friends. They both shared an interest in Motocross racing and as I was growing up our two families often spent weekends together at the races. Interestingly, Mike Welch lives in East Wenatchee now, just a few miles from my brother's home. Both settled in this area because the employees at the fruit company where Mike (Claphan) now makes is living, hosted Motocross races during their junior high and high school years. Eventually, both Mikes worked their during the summers doing odd jobs. Mike Welch met the woman who is now his wife because her father also raced Motocross and attended the races there. Now, if I could only remember why I seem to know Bomber Ron Breedlove (71) if it is not through my brother!! Perhaps because you graduated with my first (and second) husbands, Ron. Talk about coincidences!! I met my first husband, Jim Wingfield (71), because we both worked at the Hanford House. After we divorced in 1990,. I met and married Ed Foss (71) who grew up right across the street from one of my best friends in high school, Kim Richey. Ed also worked at the Hanford House growing up, although not at the same time as I did. Besides sharing the same work place in those years, I think Jim and Ed also were in the Bomber the band together. Such a small world! I love receiving the Sandstorm each morning and the memories it brings to mind. So much so, I think I'll purchase some "Ginkoba". They say it helps with brain function and I obviously need help in this area as I can't remember the year my brother graduated!! I'm wondering if this problem could be a lasting effect from following the "Mosquito Fogger" as a child! -Teri Claphan Foss (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Semmern (74) Also, to add to Mike Davis' (74) comments on old buildings in Richland. I know what you mean. It seems like every time I am in Richland, something has changed. But the hardest that hit me was "The Gaslight". What a lot of my fellow classmates did not know was my dad, Jerry Hutson (along with Dick Watson) was founder of the Gaslight. I remember my dad taking me there on Sundays (bars were not open on Sundays in the early 60s). And I would sit on the bar stools and eat peanuts and beef jerky while my dad would inspect the beer taps and go over the books. I use to love the smell of draft beer. My sister and I would take our friends in for free pizza at times. It really was a great life. Unfortunately, my dad died of lung cancer in 1967 and my mom sold out. I even worked there myself when I was a senior in high school. Through the years, when I returned to Richland, I would see the Gaslight change over so many times to different managers. But the killer was a couple!! of years ago when it finally changed hands and changed names. I guess time passes on. I still have dreams of buying it back one day and making it into the place my dad would have been proud of. Oh well, dreams. -Terry Hutson Semmern (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) To Leslie Jones (76)- Gee what a buried memory -- the "Ugly Somethings!" If you were the dog in that play, the annual that year shows me petting you on the head. Have to admit I'm clueless on what the play was about. Also did you attend West Side Church? I seem to remember you along with a bunch of other kids who went there and participated in a lot of activities -- Scott Pasche, John Zimmerman (of course), Blake King, Karen Oster, Becky Filsinger, Carol and Janet Guthrie, Beth Leggett, Laurie Fifer (weren't you good friends with her?) Do you remember ice block sledding in the summer down Carmichael Hill? To Miriam Lewis (76) - You mentioned Red Steer Drive-in a while back. I hadn't thought about that place in eons! They had pretty good burgers, too. I also remember in Junior High going to the 7-11 on the adjacent corner and getting Slurpies after school. As you remember, we grew up in the same area of town -- do you remember cutting through the field where Safeway is now on the corner of G Way/McMurray on your way to Chief Jo? I think the dirt path there ended somewhere in the ParkLane Apts., and then you walked across the street to C.J. It must have cut 5 minutes or so off the walk. I remember the steam rising off the water in the early morn from the creek/pond that ran through there. Anyone else remember that shortcut? And on the subject of burgers -- yeah, A & W was great, but it had some stiff competition from the legendary "Miner Burgers" of Yakima. These things were at least 9" in diameter and 3 inches thick (very similar to Cougar County's burgs in Pullman)! Even Anne Mitzlaff couldn't pull off a "one-biter" at Miner's. During every volleyball, basketball or tennis season, WHENEVER us girls played Eisenhower or Davis there was a mandatory stop at Miner Burgers for dinner. All for now, Kellie Walsh Patterson '77 ******************************************************* >>From: Matt Filip (77) Hello Fellow Bomber! Matt Filip here. I want to be added to the... "Oh thank heaven for the class of 77" e-mail address list. I was informed of this web page from a very cherished friend Helen Coleman and am completely surprised. My hat's off to whoever started this great page. Living on the central coast of Ca has made it difficult to keep up on many old friends lives. Thanks for all your great efforts. -Matt Filip (77) ******************************************************* >>From: G.S. Gordon (72) Back in the olden days, While reading Mike Davis' (74) recollections of what buildings used to be what stores in Richland, I remembered that the big building on the corner of Lee and Parkway in the downtown area that houses Ariel and Perks, used to be the Bon Marche`. I remember the Mayfair and the Pennywise (with the huge neon 'DRUGS' sign) a couple of blocks from where I lived on Marshall. I also remember that at one time, Richland had about eight or nine 7-11's. Subway used to be one, I can't remember the rest of them right now though. Does anyone else remember the 'Snack Shack', a little lunch counter that was in one of the CUP Church buildings? G. S. Gordon (79) (Who longs for the old "Dog 'n' Suds") ******************************************************* >>From: James Walters (80) To: Cathy Moore Hammer (80) I remember Pizza Pete too, used to go there a lot. They sold the place to a rib restaurant of which burned down (There was great speculation as to whether the owner actually torched the place for the insurance (I worked for him, it is very likely)) and now there is a Burger King there... my how we've degraded ourselves. Gaslight sold too, the food hasn't been the same since. About the only place still around that holds any "Bomber" memories now is the Spudnut Shop and the donuts are still good there... By the way all you class of 1980 folks: I set up a website for our class at if you'd like to contribute or you have an email address from one of our class let me know. Also, has anyone heard if we're going to have a 20th reunion? James Walters (80) ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Carlson Hammack (Teacher) As a former Richland elementary music teacher, I would like my name included in your listings. I taught at Lewis and Clark (1949-1953) and most other grade schools between (1966-1976) and would enjoy hearing from students. My daughter, Laurie Hammack Dunkelberg (75), has been forwarding many of your interesting letters. My name is Betty Carlson Hammack - E-Mail: [deleted for privacy] We still live in Richland. Thank you, -Betty Carlson Hammack (Teacher) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/8/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff in: Burt Pierard (59), Ed Borasky (59), Larry Moss (59), Ruth Miles (59), Denny Damschen (62), Nancy Mallory (64), Bob Degraw (66), Kathy Rathjen (66), Michael Figg (70), Frank Trent (72), Teri Claphan (74), Miriam Lewis (76), Karen Russell (78), F. Duane Lee ('??), Mark deVoss ('??), 'Unsigned ('??) ****************************************** >>From: Burt Pierard (59) To: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) You mentioned your disappointment with seeing William Conrad on TV after forming a mental image from the Gunsmoke Radio Show. My family's biggest disappointment was seeing Tennessee Ernie Ford on TV the first time!!! He had a 15 minute show (similar to Name That Tune, I think) where he wore a cap and gown as M.C. To: Terry Hudson Semmern (74) You mention of your dad's ownership of the Gaslight brought back a trivia memory. The second weekend the Gaslight was open, he wanted to add live music (like Shakey's) so a Honky Tonk Piano and Banjo players were added. The banjo player was the Guitar Teacher that many others have mentioned. John La (something, I don't recall his full name). We thought he was the best banjo player we had ever heard. Talking to him during a break revealed that he didn't play the banjo, at all!!!. What he did was tune his 4-string banjo like a tenor guitar (top four strings) and play it like a banjo. He was such a marvelous musician he was able to pull it off. (By the way, I wasn't quite 21 yet but I snuck in with some 58'er friends of mine who were). Bombers forever, Burt Pierard (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Borasky (59) TO Jamie Sims (79) Me, too! I work in downtown Portland and live in Aloha. Do you think we have enough Bombers for a monthly get-together?? TO Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) Might that be Richard Crenna? I know he was a teen-age star, but I don't think it was "Our Miss Brooks." Henry Aldrich, maybe? -Ed Borasky (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Moss (59) TO Ed Borasky (59) Ed, If memory serves me, the character of Pete on Sept. Bride was played by Harry Morgan who went on to fame in Dragnet and much later in Mash as Col. Potter. I guess no one remembers the Midnite Horror shows at the Richland Theater, I bet Doug Stiles would. If anyone will be in Yakima this weekend, drop in to the Yakima Valley Museum on Tieton St. for the 15th. annual Artistry in Wood show put on by the Yakima Regional Woodcarvers Assoc., and say Hi. You will see some beautiful carvings by Northwest artists. I will have a table and would love to chitchat. -Larry M. Moss (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Ruth Miles Bruns (59) To Ed Borasky (59) Harry Morgan was the next door neighbor Pete on "December (not September) Bride". He went on to the spinoff "Pete and Gladys", and most famously to be Col. Potter on M*A*S*H. He was also Jack Webb's sidekick on "Dragnet" for a while. I look forward to seeing you at the 40th reunion in July. Ruth Miles Bruns Jefferson / Chief Jo / Col Hi '59 ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Damschen (62) To: Ed Borasky (59) My guess -- Spring Byington's neighbor Pete was played by Henry Morgan who went on to play Joe Friday's (Jack Webb) sidekick on Dragnet and Colonel Potter on MASH. later -Denny Damschen (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) Has anyone tried explaining the bomb drills we had in school to anyone? That can be fun. All the tv shows and trivia everyone is remembering -- I remember getting our first tv -- black and white, of course. (we were not the first on the block to get one!) Remember how the parents always slept in twin beds in those old shows? I never could remember houses by their letter, but my parents moved into a precut on Stanton when I was 2 or 3. You had to get on a list and have the right number of people in your family to get a 3-bedroom (one bath, of course) house. (Practically a mansion then) They used to come and paint your house every few years -- as I recall you had your choice of colors (horrible, awful, and terrible). If they were doing the inside, you had to take the knobs off the cabinets or they would paint over them. My Mom has said in the very early days you didn't even have to take your garbage can around front -- they would come get it and put it back! Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nancy... the Precuts were "U" and "V"... check them out on the "Houses That Hanford Built" link from the site. [ed] ******************************************************* >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) To Micky Hemphill (66): Dang me, Dang me, they ought to take a rope and hang me. High from the highest treeeeeee, woman would ya weep for me? dut dut dut.... Or how about.... Trailors for sell or rent. Rooms to let 50 cents. No phone, no pool, no pets. I ain't got no cigarettes. But two hours of pushin' broom buys a 8 by 12 four bit room. I'm a man of means by no means, KING OF THE ROAD!! I can't believe I'm still singing Roger Miller songs. Now how about the football games we used to play down at the Bomber Bowl. I remember, that especially after a good little rain, the field would get nice and muddy and we would get the call out to the warriors and play tackle football in the mud. Most of the time the tackles were pretty mild like when Mike Sheeran (66) would tackle someone but every once in a while, someone like me, would clock a runner pretty good. I ruined more than one shirt on those occasions. Big Bad Burly Bob (DeGraw) '66 ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) To Ed Borasky (59) - I'll bite on your trivia question, Was "Pete the neighbor" on September Bride Harry Morgan who also played on Dragnet and Mash? If I'm right, it is to be recognized as evidence that I'm not totally jelly upstairs, yet! -Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Figg (70) Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) talked about the path across the field bounded by G. Wash Way, Jadwin, Van Giesen, and McMurray on the way to Chief Jo. Growing up on Davison, I traveled that path quite often and still think about it occasionally. It was a great way to walk to school, opposed to alternate routes that would be on city streets and take longer. I don't specifically remember the steam but do remember how peaceful it was, at least until you got to the stilts. Is there any undeveloped land left there? On another thought, I spent a week at Lake Tahoe skiing last week and having not been to the A-City since the 1990 reunion I was reflecting on how home was "just up the road". Coming out of the Reno airport and getting on US 395 southbound I couldn't help but think about what was on that road in the other direction. But the skiing kept me from thinking too much about Richland! Michael Figg (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Frank Trent ('72) It amazes me how everyone remembers all the old stores in and around Richland. What, did everyone just happen to "hang out" at the local retail establishments? I can see it now, the Davis brothers hanging out at Mayfair Market. Tastee Freeze? ... maybe. I wish I would of known.... I kinda feel like I missed something. Ppphhhttt!! I don't think so. What about a few of the places we actually did frequent? I, for one, didn't spend much time at J.J. Newberry's or the 5 and Dime, but I did spend a lot of afternoons and weekends at the docks. Everyone and their brother would go down to what would now be south of Leslie Groves Park, and swim off of all the private docks. Or how about Bateman Island? I remember when we could drive out onto the island for an afternoon of barbecue and water skiing. The river was, and probably still is, the most popular place for the youth of that time. Some things never change. All of us from the late 60's and 70's have to remember the Friday night line-up prior to the boat races. Well, we might not actually "remember" much, but for the most part we were all there. For years, that was the party of parties. Back then, you could expect to see, or do, just about anything over the Water Follies weekend. (I think the mosquito fogger was a prelude to the fog that hung in every van in Columbia Park that night. Although we wouldn't admit it to our kids....) Does anyone remember The Cave? Across the street from the old Gaslight? A basement hole where people would go to listen music. There were black lights and posters everywhere. I remember listening to Dave Roberts (68 or 69) play his sitar on Saturday nights. I had my first experience with beatniks there... That was too weird. Later, the place to be was the Roller Rink concerts. Then the RTA dances, at the Community House above Howard Amon Park, came and went. I wouldn't name names now, but I will admit I was there. I did it all, and had a blast. In the early 70's teenagers absorbed life. High school was fun. The people were fun... Thank you fellow Bombers and friends, for the memories. -Frank Trent ('72) ******************************************************* >>From: Teri Claphan Foss (74) To Nancy Jones Pritchard (60) I don't remember "Our Miss Brooks" but I think the actor you might be referring to is Brian Dennahey (sp). Regarding old stores in Richland: Sheila Davis Gallaway (71) I remember there being a "5 Cent Store" in the Uptown. I think it was first located near where Ray's Golden Lion is now. Davids - Gallencamps - Thom McCann - all shoe stores in the Uptown Shopping Center. My Mom bought me a pair of "candy apple red" shoes there when I was in 2nd grade.. Remember when that was a "hot" color? Those shoes looked like Dorothy's in the "Wizard of Oz"!!! What about Roy Davis Furniture and McVicker's Jewlery? I also remember Payless Drug store when it was located in what is now the Parkade. Trustworthy Hardware was across the street. Another store that I had forgotten was "Stones"??? was that the name?? It seemed like the largest grocery store I had ever seen and was located across from the Uptown where Al's Auto Parts is now. For a short while in the 70's "Griggs Department Store" was at the same location. Terry Hudson (74) Good to see you! I loved the Gaslight pizza's. My favorite was "Jerry's Special" with dill pickles! Vicki Owens (71) Update of the location of Mike Welch: My Mom tells me that Mike moved his family to Yakima two years ago and now works for Hertz Car Sales. -Teri Claphan Foss (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Miriam Lewis (76) To Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) I remember quite well cutting through what was then the field between George Washington and Jadwin to get to Chief Jo. I loved that walk, it was so interesting to see the sage brush and little desert animals (little lizards mostly). Once we saw a baby rattlesnake. I also remember walking to school (Chief Jo) with my eyes closed half the way - I got contact lenses when I was 14 and the amount of sand and dust flying around whenever it was windy was a recipe for disaster. For those of you who live in the Tri-Cities now - are the lilacs in bloom yet or is it still too early? I miss those flowers so much. I'm in San Francisco and it doesn't get cold enough in the winter for spectacular lilac action so most people don't have them here. Miriam Lewis (76) ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Russell Walley (78) I just had an elementary school flashback. Does anyone remember the educational programs we got to watch on TV... in school? There were selected programs on a variety of subjects... I recall music being my favorite. Anyway, one day I came in early from recess and my classroom was dark except for this very familiar glow. My teacher was at her desk and watching Bewitched! I was shocked. I had no idea *real* television came out of that box. In fact, we were told that there weren't any other channels except that one! It was confusing to me... I was so excited about seeing Samantha right there in the classroom and at the same time realizing that we had been lied to. My teacher very calmly told me to go back outside. My image of our teacher was never quite the same. To Betty Hammack: You were my music teacher at Jason Lee. My most vivid memory of you is when you flatly refused to let us sing "Don Gato" because you couldn't possibly take one more refrain! I still sing it to my kids. I also remember your smile - you always wore it. -Karen Russell Walley (78) ******************************************************* >>From: F. Duane Lee ('??) To Bev: How the heck are you? It was so much fun to remember the oboes, Patty, and the rest of the band. We did have so much fun! Thanks for the memories!! ******************************************************* >>From: Mark DeVoss ('??) To Ed Borasky Trivia answer: Henry Morgan - Col. Potter on M*A*S*H and Officer Joe Gannon on Dragnet. He also played in a spinoff of September Bride called Pete and Gladys with, I think, Cara Willaims as Gladys. Thank you and regards, -Mark DeVoss ('??) ****************************************************** >>From: Unsigned ('??) To Nancy Jones Pritchard (60)- The actor in question is Richard Crenna. I was cast in a 'made for TV' movie with him around 1983 or so. The movie was titled "The Rape of Richard Beck" and it occurred on the old Seattle waterfront and underground in old Seattle. I was a truck driver (my claim to fame). He was really a nice man though. -Unsigned ('??) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/9/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 25 Bombers sent stuff in: Frank Osgard, Mary Triem (47), Ray Gillette (49), Carol Converse (64), Carol Cross (64), Becky Botsford (67), Larry (67), Pam Ehinger (67), Rick Maddy (67), Crigler (70), Kathy Kindley (72), Pete Sikov (72), Marsha Jepsen (73), M. Davis (74), Sherri Fisher (74), Terry Hutson (74), Leslie Jones (76), Gayle Walley (79), Gauin Moore (82), Mark Mattingly ('??) Rose Smith ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??) ****************************************** >>From: Frank Osgard Jimbeaux, Fishing season is just around the corner, makes me remember the early morning "dodge the hooks" at Welsian. I think the Chipmunks had their picture in the paper with a couple of those planted six inch rainbows. Remember, Chitty actually had us go fishing for P.E. Someone, can't recall just who, hooked some poor girl in the top of the ear on their backcast. And this was back when only Pasco girls had pierced ears. Wasn't that pond pretty well fished out by about 3pm on opening day? Spring vacation was spent fishing for carp on the Yakima with Chico, Pook, Plows, Maulsby and Norman Hill. Only thing else that happened down there was Pook and Billy Joe Pickens, wading around bare foot and cutting their feet on some glass, and then Pook going back and cutting them again showing us where he cut them the first time. I guess Dewey tried to catch ducks down there with a fish net, some string and a picture of some bread. It was a picture of a loaf of Donald Duck bread from a magazine. And now he is a Federal Judge. Interesting, you asking me if I remembered the phone number of Boyle Fuel Company. Do you remember their number? I thought it was Fairfax 85421. When they sang "When you need Coal or Oil", I thought they were saying "Kohler Oil". Starlight Stairway was one of my favorite shows, nothing like seeing a bunch of little kids making fools of themselves, a lot like the talent shows at Lewis and Clark. Spokane was the "Big City" and we ooohed and aaaahed at the Zukor Building where Dr. David Cowan, a 1960's HMO all in himself, put his fingers in peoples mouths. At the same time he validated parking, didn't discount for Canadian Money (Hudson Bay Peso), and sponsored Wrestling on Sunday afternoons and the Song Shoppe with Norm Tewey on the Haommond Chord Organ. Hell, Walla Walla was big time, but they didn't have a TV station, just the Ritz Rooms. The current Frau Frank has embarked on a new career, handwriting analysis. She bought a course at a garage sale, the book was missing, but she has been listening to the tapes in her current Volare. She has taken to analyzing the tomes and tripe in my old yearbooks. It's difficult to evaluate the "Bubble Letters" from our Sophomore year, but she is hard after the only person who was sincere, passionate and "sharing". Hope they don't meet up in the powder room at the next soiree for the Gold Medal Class of '63. The "Player to be named later", in the trade for the first Mrs. "O", wouldn't have cared. Her motto of "Eat, Drink and Remarry", couldn't have been more appropriate. Would love to have had her handwriting checked, but the only thing she wrote were checks and Visa slips. Later, Gotta go watch a tee-ball game get rained out. It's almost worth getting wet, 'cause the Mothers are so young. -Frank ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Triem Mowery (47) TO: Terry Hutson Semmern - '74 - - Terry, I am sure neither you nor your sister will remember be, but I worked with your mom, Polly, at SFNB in their "old" location on the Parkway. I have long since lost track of your mom, but was aware that Jerry had passed away. Would like to hear from you regarding her whereabouts, as well as your aunt, Colleen. My goodness, you girls were pre-teeners when we worked together. Good luck to you and your family. -Mary Triem Mowery - '47 and an ex-banker! ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Gillette (49) To those who asked about "Our Miss Brooks". It was indeed, Richard Crenna who played one of Miss Brooks students. Twas a long time before he was in Rambo movies. -Ray Gillette '49 ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) The memories of stores that used to be has me really putting my thinking cap on. How many of you remember the Elite Shop located in Uptown? My mother bought me the neatest dresses there. I know that was the place to shop for a lot of mothers with daughters. I also remember the 5 & 10 Cent store. It was located near the drugstore next to the Uptown Theater. Wasn't is changed to Bonanza later on in years? Later, -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Cross Llewellyn (64) Please add my name to the list. Carol Cross Llewellyn. This is great fun. Found about this from my brothers. Allan (59) and Bob (62) Cross. Would like to hear from "old" tennis players even though I no longer play! Thanks. Carol Cross Llewellyn (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Becky Botsford Trullinger (67) Ahhh, Big Pool Memories. I can remember sitting in our HOT station wagon waiting for my brothers and other kids from the block. Our mom would fill up the car (no seat belts) with the four of us and who ever else could fit in the back. One of the first skills of learning how to swim was learning how to roll your towel. We would lay out the towel, put our swim suit on it and roll it up. The tuck was the critical step. Does this sound familiar? Some of the older kids were allowed to ride their bikes with their towel rolls on their bike racks. That towel had to be tucked tight.... didn't want anyone to see your suit or underwear. And if it fell off of your bike... how embarrassing. I loved those hot afternoons at the pool. -Becky Botsford Trullinger 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Larry (67) to Patty '65 Burt Reynolds occupation on Gun Smoke I believe was a Blacksmith. Just found out about this site, sure does bring back memories of days long ago. My family moved to Richland around 1965 and I went to Col. Hi. for my Junior and Senior year, graduated in 67, but used to visit my grandparents often who lived at 1313 Perkins prior to moving there. Now I return now and again to visit my Mother and Brothers who still live there. I've thought about moving back every once in a while only to have my mind changed by spending one hot summer day there, guess I've gotten use to the rain and cooler weather here in Vancouver, Wa. But I sure do miss cruising Zips and watching the Submarine Races. -Larry 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Sandra Atwater asked about swimming in the West Richland ditch!! Well if it hadn't been for that fact that I had been swimming in the ditch and knew how fast the current was and how deep it was things could have turned out different. In June of 67, just a few days before graduation, I was driving my folk's 59 Ford 4-door, with 3 or 4 girls a dog and a cat. My little sister had a sleep over and I was driving girls home. The cat had a check up at the vet, that's why he was there, the dog and the rest were along for the ride!! I'd just let one of the girls off at her house, she lived off of canal road, I was heading for canal road, when the cat had diarrhea, and dragged it up from my feet over my lap and over my shoulder!!!! Dragging the loose stuff right behind him!! Well I missed the turn onto the road and went straight into the ditch!! One girl couldn't swim so she hung on to my neck!! I'm 5'2" and the ditch then I think was 5' deep! I threw her off of me onto the bank and went after the car, all of sudden there was a big splash, I thought "Sh**! Now who has fallen in?", when Jim Howard showed up along side of me and told me the car was going to flip! Nope it was stuck in the mud facing north when I was headed south! So you see even if we weren't suppose to swim in the West Richland Ditch, it did save a few lives that day in June of 67!! Even a dog an a cat's life! Wonder does Jim Howard remember that faithful day? How about it, Jim. Are out there?? Bomber's Rule Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Maddy (67) The old Village Theater was near my parent's home on Downing (Downing is across the street from L&C elem). Wasn't the theater gray with the same siding that pre- fabs had? I only remember seeing "The Old Man and the Sea" in there. My father was involved in a movie (background people) about the Marine Corps when he was in the Marines just prior (39) to WWII. It stared Henry (Harry?) Morgan. After that he never went into a movie house again for the rest of his life. Suspension of disbelief was not something he was interested in dealing with. Therefore, not to many movies were seen until I started going to the Uptown later in life, around ten or eleven, with my sister, Sheila (66). By the way, did anyone have nightmares after watching "The Time Machine?" My sister and Pat Welch (66) took me to that one. How about "The Pit and the Pendulum?" I watched most of that one through my coat sleeve like it was some kind of soothing telescope from hell. It didn't help. Eventually, and a few years later, "The Exorcist" cured my curiosity for horror flicks. The drug store across the street from the Village Theater is where my sister and I bought our father's yearly tobacco pouch for his birthday. I went in there one day and found this toy car that had Made In Japan stamped in it. I was amazed how far it had traveled and cheap it was. But I had to have it because it was the first time I had ever seen a foreign toy, or anything I can recall without Made In USA stamped on it. I thought Wild Bills, the Carnation company, and Safeway were all in that same south end vicinity? Sometimes I had to ride my bike to the Safeway store with a note from my mother to buy her a pack of Salems (25 cents). Anyway, someone said Wild Bills was at the Y. Brain damage aside, I keep thinking it was in there with the others mentioned. This is a re-hash, but could someone from the 40's or 50's run that through again? Did South Side Protestant have it's roots from the Methodist church? kids from the 90's and and those headed for the 00's need to stay off drugs. There are plenty of examples of why in here. I recall the names of old Richland stores not because I hung out there - but because I had to five finger discount important things like flash bulbs (not cubes) for cameras. When you threw them up against a wall, or in the street they would pop loud enough for the thrill. From there we went to throwing .22 bullets into the sidewalk until one day a piece of lead flying off the casing hit Mike Fowler's (67) parent's aluminum screen door. It put a real nice dent in it from a good distance. After a quick analysis of the situation we decided someone could get killed doing this - duh - and thereafter started putting the bullet where they belonged; in a rifle. Does anyone besides me miss jackrabbits? Do you think the TV show "Queen for a Day" would fly these days? re: unsigned There has been several posts I put in here, particularly in the days prior to the Sandbox, that I wish I would have used "unsigned." So, give it a rest... cough it up... we will find out who you are in the end... count on it. I am guessing, but are you the person in the credits after... Truck Driver? -Rick Maddy (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Crigler (70) A couple days ago Boo Boo class of 72 Davis was using his vast memory bank and put J C Penneys next to the corner store Robinsons. Help me out you older Bombers but didn't Penneys take the whole corner? You would walk in to the store and it had an upstairs that was open in the middle. The Bon Marche was the same way downtown. He left out lots of places - Parkers Hardware - Western Auto - Uptown Thrifty Drugs - Cambells Markets - Rays Drug and Fountain - who played on Desert Inn little league teams? Remember the drug store that burned - they had a fire sale and let you go in the burnt up building - boy the was cool back then. and my last thought - what was the name of the drive in, (ice cream - burger place) at the Richland Y - the river side and back in the trees? Best ice cream when I was a kid -- Crigler 70 ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Kathy Kindley Eisenmann (72) Date: Wed Apr 7 19:53:48 1999 Add my name to the E-Mail address I am living in the Mitten State! Can you guess what state that is? MICHIGAN!!! It won't be that many years till the class of '72 will be celebrating our 30th class renuion (2002)!!!! Love to hear from anyone from the class of '72. -Kathy Kindley Eisenmann (72) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Pete Sikov (72) Date: Wed Apr 7 01:34:39 1999 Add e-mail address to alumni list Fellow alumnus Tim McCormack (72) recommended I visit this site. Glad I did. Please add my e-mail address to the Class of '72 list. Thanks -Pete Sikov (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Marsha Jepsen Lee (73) To: Phil Jones (69): I remember Mr. Houston, Mr. Dahl and Kathy Chandler from JCPenneys very well. Jim Houston was my department supervisor. I remember Kathy and her long, long hair. Also does anyone remember Bessie Klucas? She worked there for years and years and I remember how mean she seemed back then. In later years she became my neighbor and was a very nice person. She was married to Alton Klucas who was a Science teacher at Carmichael. They both have passed away in the last few years. -Marsha Jepsen Lee (73) ******************************************************* >>From: M. Davis (74) More old buildings update: ** The old Mayfairs - 1. On Wright next to Densows, now Westside Church 2. South end of town, maybe Jadwin, big church sits there now 3. Symons and Goethals, I think it's a dance place now 4. Williams and Thayer, Salvation Army store 5. Al's Auto Parts store, a Mayfair before it was Stone's (or was it after) Am I missing one? ** Schwinn Bike Store - Old Western Auto ** Ernie's Printing - Old Phillips 66 Station (That convenience store on corner of Symons and GWay also was a Phillip's 66, I think) ** Richfield Gas Station use to sit next to Densows - vacant lot now ** Now closed 7-Eleven by Westgate began as a Richfield Gas Station ** 7-Eleven on Duportail and Wright - Old Dietrich's Grocery ** Jackpot Gas and Store on GWay - AK's Seafood Restaurant (Wasn't it the Bus Station at one time) ** Drive ins - Skyline, Hiland, Island View, RiverVue, What was the West Richland one? ** Sambo's - now Sterling's ** Senior Center- old Harry Kraemer Center - before that Public Library ** Roller Rink - formerly the Rich Crigler/Merilee Rush Love Palace M.Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Sherri Fisher (74) I've enjoyed the stories about the Columbia River, Batemans Island, and the docks for swimming. Those are also some of my best memories. This seems like the proper time to mention the Save the Hanford Reach: Last of the Free-Flowing Columbia River. This is a project of the Lower Columbia Basin Audubon Society. Our Columbia River was #1 on the list of America's most endangered rivers in 1998. They are trying to get permanent protection for the Hanford Reach portion of the Columbia River by designation as a Wild and Scenic River. This also includes support for salmon recovery in that area. They are at or PO Box 1900 Richland, Wa 99352. They send out very informative brochures, have a beautiful poster, and host frequent events in Richland. They also could use our help. I'm sure they would be thrilled with any show of support by us. Roll On, Columbia! Roll On!! -Sherri Fisher (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Semmern (74) To: Burt Pierard (59). Yes, I do remember John La Chappell. He was great and such a nice guy as well. And what a banjo player. But I didn't know that other information about him. How funny. And I too, used to sneak in The Gaslight through the back door. Of course, there were many nights I had to wait for my dad to get off so I think I had every song memorized of what was played. To Teri Claphan Foss (74): It's good to see you too. I too, loved the Jerry Special. But maybe it was my dad's concoction, which was named after him. He was a lover of dill pickles, which went on everything. So there you have your "Jerry Special". -Terry Hutson Semmern (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Leslie Jones Englehard (76) To Kelly Walsh Patterson (77) - Wow - ice block sledding on Carmichael hill! Yes I remember doing that , but it seems like it didn't work too well. (At least for me!) Of course the winter snow sledding there was a lot of fun too, and crowded. I remember "bumper jumping" behind slow moving cars on snowy slippery road also (with drivers in on the fun). We'd grab on to the bumpers and be "towed" - I would never let my kids do that now! And I don't believe our parents "let" us then either. The "Ugly Somethings" play was about a couple of witches (Sue Lawless and Dale Merrill) on the rampage in a hotel. I was Sue's mother, who had retired from being an active witch to become a dog. (Very weird stuff!) You were my owner - and a guest at the hotel. I hope that sparks your memory! It might be a plot best left buried. And yes I went to Westside - my what memories you brought back! Laurie Fifer was my very good friend and I was heart broken when her family moved to California when we were in Jr. High. She contacted me a few years ago by mail - she is married with 4 kids and a huge plot of land that they garden on. I haven't heard from Carol or Janet Guthrie for years , and some of the other names you mentioned I know a little or none at all about. Westside had a good youth program and I have many fond memories of activities there. Someone mentioned a neighborhood pool a recently , which brought back memories of another neighborhood pool that I would visit often - the Hinkle's. They lived across the street from the tennis courts (asphalt and tree roots from what I remember of those courts) at Spalding. What a generous gesture to open up the pool to friends and neighbors. Those pools in the Tri-Cities sure get a lot more use than ones in the (rainy gray cold) Puget Sound area! That's it for today -Leslie Jones Engelhard (76) ******************************************************* >>From: Gayle Walley Burnham ('79) To: Mrs. Hammack This is the first time I've written in since I started receiving the Sandstorm about a year ago. But when I saw your name, it didn't take long to remember you with a smile. You had so many students over the years, I doubt you would remember me. I don't know that there was anything special about me you would remember. I attended Jason Lee Elementary 4th thru 6th grades. I think I attended your classes when I was in Miss Morn's 5th grade class. My maiden name is Walley (I guess that's unusual) and I was a large girl for my age - blonde hair, uneven front teeth, and large brown eyes. I probably talked too much in class, but I always sang out. I know I went to music class before those years, when I attended Lewis and Clark, but I only remember those music classes that you taught. I still remember all the words to "Seattle", "Fifteen Miles on the Erie Canal", "Drill Ye Terriers Drill". I don't know if those are the correct titles, but I think you'll recognize the songs. I've always loved music. My father is a musician and I always sang in the choirs in school and at church. After singing my first solo at a church program at age 6, singing a few solos in high school and a few during my married life, I'm finally taking some voice lessons from a wonderful former professional here in Taiwan where we are now living. I love it. When I get mostly finished raising my seven children, I think I'd enjoy teaching music. I'm not sure I'm brave enough for a whole classroom, but I do enjoy one on one. Anyway, I want to say thank you for keeping that love of singing alive and moving forward with the fun songs you taught us. You were enthusiastic and smiling and I really enjoyed your classes. I would have been in your music class '70-'71 and/or '72. Take care and God Bless -Gayle Walley Burnham (79) ******************************************************* >>From: Gauin Moore (82) Hello again fellow Richlanders, Have been reading a lot about the fast food places lately and was wondering if anyone else remembers The Red Steer on the corner of Jadwin and Van Giesen? I remember they had great fries and OK hamburgers. Does anyone know how long it was open? I was just a youngster when it closed and was wondering if it was open before the late 60's early 70's? I would have to agree with everyone that the best pizza came from the Gaslight Tavern and Pizza Pete's. But I also remember a little place on Wright and Dupertail just north of the 7-ll called Pizza Go-Go. Some neighbors of ours owned the place and it had fairly good pizza's. They would deliver your pizza in a pink VW Bug. Probably one of the first places to deliver a hot pizza. I also remember a place on Lee Blvd. next to Payless Drug called Herfy's. I actually found one several years ago in Auburn, WA. near where I live now. The one in Richland had fairly good food. My sister (Cathy Moore class of "80") and I ate there once when we were kids and she had this huge fry that I ate and got her so mad that I thought she was going to kill me. Do you remember Cathy? Well, that's my two cents worth for now. Keep 'em coming everyone. -Gauin Moore, class of "82" ******************************************************* >>From: Mark Mattingly ('??) To Burt Pierard: The guitar player you spoke of was John LaChapelle (sp?). I was a drummer, and was fortunate to be able to perform with him on numerous occasions. On many of those occasions he was playing banjo, and you're right - he sounded like he'd been playing it all his life (this was in the late 70s - early 80s, so maybe he HAD been playing banjo for a few years by then :) ). Of course, John is SO talented, he could probably make music on a shoe-horn. John is also one of funniest people I've ever known, and when some of the band members (Mary Lou Gnoza - are you out there?) would go out for breakfast after a gig, he would always have me bent over laughing with his stories. I remember a miserable little gig I played for a while at the Elks club in Milton-Freewater. If it weren't for John sitting in on the gig sometimes, I'm sure I would've 'gone postal'. -Mark Mattingly ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Rose Smith ('??) Hello to Delma Stevens. Its really nice to see familiar names come up. Does anyone know where Rita Eckert is? I know a lot of people live over in this area. Western WA. At one time i knew where Margaret Ehrig was. They were having a get together every so often over here haven't heard for a long time. I did run into Sherri Wilmot once. She totally looked the same so i knew her right off. Unsigned (??) ******************************************************* >>From: Unsigned To Maren-the-Internet-Wizard and Phil Jones (69): Thanks so much for helping me remember Mrs. Lester's first name, MARY. Boy, THAT was a tough one... The things I DON'T remember today amaze me almost as much as the things I CAN remember. But then, I wonder if my failure to recall the first name has anything to do with the fact that we absolutely, positively N-E-V-E-R addressed a teacher by a first name. Or anybody else old enough to be a parent, for that matter. In fact, in a recent response to (surprise!) e-mail from my former Lewis and Clark P.E. teacher, Rex-The-Gorgeous-In-Tight-Gymnast's-Pants-Davis (49), I started, "Dear Rex:"... And then I promptly admitted that I STILL squirm in my chair - probably my backside's "memory" of a willow switch or two - at the mere thought of allowing a teacher's first name to cross my lips... or, in this case, fingers... Geez, I even called my son's teachers "Mister or Misses", and some were younger than I! To Phil Jones (69): I had Jerry Neidhold later, at Col Hi, for Driver's Ed. Now THERE was an experience! Standing (and I'm SURE my memory's accurate here) not more than 5'4" tall, Mr. Neidhold carried the authority of one the size of, say, Rosie Greer or Refrigerator Perry. (I believe Mr. Neidhold was Roman Catholic, and he always struck me as the male version of the nuns my friends described up at Christ The King. (Now don't anybody start in on me... I'm just the messenger here...) The wry (dry as a bone, actually) sense of humor he possessed ranks second only, in my mind, to the oh-so-he-thought-funny Art Dawald. (Of course, Mr. Dawald could **** well be and say and do anything he pleased, of course, because we all appropriately revered H-I-M as Saint Dawald, King of the Richland Bombers Basketball Champions!) Anyway, back to Mr. Neidhold. In a lecture just prior to our class embarkation upon the adventure to end all adventures - behind the wheel driving in a REAL (sort of) car - he announced, "Now hear this, ladies - and gents who THINK like ladies (he'd be dead for that one today, wouldn't he?) - we will not - I repeat, WILL NOT brake for anything smaller than a cow!" (Later, after I took the fender off Daddy's '59 Buick Electra, along with the speaker at the A&W, Daddy muttered, among other things not fit for print, something about the origin of my driving skills. I of course referred him to Mr. Neidhold.) Phil, you mentioned Mr. Neidhold and the baseball cap thing. Now, you've REALLY done it! I'm off on another mental road trip. What the heck ever happened to those little rules of common decency and decorum which, I think, eventually contributed to our becoming "kinder, gentler" adults? Like, for example, the requirement for a gentleman to remove his hat when entering a building - where did that go? When I walk into a restaurant here in Virginia and spot a group of male twenty-somethings sitting together, hats on - often BACKWARDS, for an even more intelligent look - I have an uncanny urge to get up and do just what Mr. Neidhold did to you. (I have a nice collection of the hats I removed from Chris. He always got two warnings; and, on number two, this admonition: "Even in baseball, you only get three..." But, at 21, he now has his OWN collection of hats - the ones he got to keep because he learned how to wear them and where it was appropriate to do so.) And what about addressing teachers and other persons our senior "Mister and Misses?" Both in Southern California and here, in Virginia, I've had teacher friends tell me they'd be GRATEFUL if their first names were the ONLY things they were called in the daily course of their jobs. I must also be quick to point out that there does seem to be a much successful campaign still underway to educate youth in the use of the terms "Sir" and "Ma'am" here in the Mid-Atlantic Region (read that: south of the Mason-Dixon Line="The South"). Oh, sure, there were some pretty ridiculous and strident policies which just HAD to go by the wayside eventually... like the insistence that girls' skirts touch the floor when they "assumed the position." But didn't we go off the deep end just a LITTLE? The "uniform of the day" in the public school environment here: girls=underwear; boys=pants with the waist around the kneecaps. Is there some "happy medium" in between? Am I crazy? To (?) Atwater Boyd (51?): There goes my memory again. See what I mean?! Her first name is probably "Mary!" (Was she one of my teachers?!) Swimming in the irrigation ditches? Don't remember doing that. DO recall DRINKING regularly from the "irrigation hose." We had two water sources in the south end. Maybe everyone did, I don't know. The "irrigation hose" was supposed to be used only for purposes other than consumption - primarily lawn and garden watering. And the water pressure in that hose was rarely high enough to cause a sprinkler to move when attached to it. But the water TASTED better than the stuff from the OTHER hose! Irrigation water, river water (I know I drank lots of it - especially that day I tried to learn to water ski!), Arctic Circle sauce made in trash cans, french fries (oh, yeah, the GREASY kind), mosquito fog (that was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg - we ALL used DDT in those days as often and as liberally as we we dumped sugar on our cereals)...isn't it a wonder that we all don't have extra fingers and toes? Enough, already! -Unsigned ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Hills Krafft (67) My memories of the paths between George Washington Way and the stilts (that we used to get to and from Chief Jo) are very vivid and nostalgic. This really was a wonderful passage as were our play areas along the wild edge of the Columbia River. The main path did cross over an old irrigation ditch that only periodically had very much water in it. Cattails and wild flowers grew along the edge of the ditch and always caught my attention as the seasons changed. There was a corrugated pipe that bridged the ditch and I remember quite vividly stopping there and weeping as I returned home on that s ad afternoon of November 22, 1963. When visiting the old neighborhood in recent years I seem to really savor those lost wild landscapes that were so much a part of growing up in the government town of the 50s and early 60s. Late last summer my sister Marilyn (60) and I went down to the River and walked along the bank picking a few wild flowers and some grasses to put in flower arrangements for our dad's memorial event. Even with the "modern" running and bike paths and its "cleaned up" appearance... just the smell took me right back to the old tumbleweed fort days. Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) asked about the "bomb drills" and I wonder a lot about them too. I remember not only hiding under our desks... but that we had a second kind of bell/drill that meant we would have to leave school and get on a bus and go somewhere. Where was that "somewhere" and why? Were we being trained to leave in case of an accident at one of the reactors or for a bomb... or both? I am pretty sure we had an actual practice evacuation in 1957-58 since I remember getting on the bus and asking my second grade teacher if my parents would be where we were going. She couldn't tell me. This was rather frightening... plus I think we were also shown films of exploding bombs and firestorms. I just know... after all of that I had really bad dreams... that I can unfortunately still remember. I ascribe to the theory that the 60s and 70s anti-war movement was in part a product of the trauma of growing up under such circumstances. One kind of funny related story has to to with my sister Marilyn. She was in an elevator in an old Seattle bank building during a strong earthquake in 1965. When the doors finally opened she looked out and everyone was under their desks. Given our extensive training she jumped under a desk totally assuming Seattle had been bombed. Oh well... hope some Bomber knows the background/ details about the drills and will share it with us (hopefully not too traumatized) "old" kids. -Kathy Hills Krafft (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) To Miriam Lewis (76) - No lilacs yet but they are beginning to show color on the buds. Won't be long but the tulips and daffodils are up, blooming and in some cases, already gone - Ahhh - Spring in Richland - it doesn't get any better. Had a big gully washer storm through today and the roads are already dry. -Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62)******************************************************* >>From: Jean Hawley Saunders ('63) The banjo player at the Gaslight was John LaChappelle and the honky tonk piano player was Ron Monk. In the late 60s they had a song book for the sing-alongs called Sing Along with Ted (that was my dad). -Jean Hawley Saunders ('63) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/10/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 23 Bombers, one Bomber spouse and one Bomber Mom today: Gail Henderson (53), Fred Phillips (60), Rose Boswell (61), Jane Walker (62), Kathy Lamb's spouse (62), Paula Beardsley (62), Peggy Lewis (62), Gary Behymer (64), Kipp Quinlan (64), Kathy Hills (67), Rick Maddy (67), Paul Felts (69), Robert and Cathy Lee Cadd (70) Susy Rathjen (71), Diane Carpenter (72), Terry Hutson (74), Sue Galpin (78), G.S. Gordon L(79), Cathy Moore (80), Jamie McDevitt (81), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) Linda R. ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??) ****************************************************** RAY JURICICH - Bomber coach for many years. NEW web page with an article in the Tri City Herald ******************************************************* >>From: Gail Henderson Renner (53) All this talk abt tv shows you all have watched growing up and I haven't heard yet of one of my favorite memories. RADIO!! I can remember a bunch of us getting together on Sunday evenings with the lites out listening to THE SHADOW, "The Shadow knows" (my favorite phrase. Of course, there was always the Jack Benny Show, Fibber Magee & Mollie and many more and yes, Our Miss Brooks. It was great fun. To some of you a time you can't imagine "BT" (before tv) Later, when we lived for a time in Cincinnati, my husband and I and two children would time our Sunday dinners during the old radio shows (in the early 70's). The Shadow and couple others which I can't seem to remember the names of now, and believe it or not my daughter 13, and son 7 just loved them. Does anyone else admit remembering those days. I know you do. Just tho't I would jog some more memories. "Thanks for the memories....(re: Bob Hope) Gail...... ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Phillips (60) I had my own "private" parking spot behind the dike, but it never did me much good. Some Friday and Saturday nights (and the occasional Monday or Thursday) or whenever I managed to baffle some girl into it, (I won't mention any names, but you know who you are) we would cruise Zip's and the Uptown in my '55 Ford and then go check out the submarine races. Unfortunately, there was a problem. Every time, without fail, some cop would appear and shine his flashlight into the window. This often resulted in a couple of seconds of serious scrambling, after which we would assure the officer that we were "just talking." He would then tell us to move on, as "The Sandman" was rumored to be about. A year or so ago I ran into a retired Richland cop, a Bomber, class of '58, who told me that they weren't really trying to suppress any amorous activities. What these bozos were really looking for was nothing more than a quick peek at some nekkid (or nearly so) high-school cutie. In truth, the cops didn't have anything better to do with their time. Did anybody else have this problem, or was I just seriously unlucky? -Fred Phillips '60 ******************************************************* >>From: Rose Boswell Smith (61) I remember the bomb drills at John Ball when we had to lay in the ditch. I hated it and was always upset when I heard the siren. I think living under the scare of the bomb had a lot to do with how we feel about war in particular. That was in the late 40s. But I really had a great childhood and wish sometimes to be back there. I couldn't swim in the ditch or anywhere else. But a lot of the boys who lived by me did: Clifford and Roger Mckenzie, Roger Williams and others who lived in West Richland. I used to walk that ditch road early in the morning and scatter the scorpions and pheasants along the way. My friend Kathy Williams father was the ditch tender or whatever they were called. I looked her up in Alaska a few years back. Her husband was Mayor of Palmer and was the seismologist {sp?}..... -Rose Boswell Smith (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Jane Walker Hill (62) Anyone else remember laying in bed, when we were supposed to be sleeping, quietly listening to the radio late into the night... KSL (Salt Lake), MJQ, Dave Brubeck, Mose Allison, Thelonius Monk, etc... was the DJ's name Eddie Bowan?? What great music! And we wondered why it was so hard to get up for school the next morning! -Jane Walker Hill (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Spouse of Kathy Lamb (62) Today, April 6, Is the birthday of the one and only Kathy Lamb Brown..... Her age???? We won't go there, but I will say that she is "class of 62" so figure it out for yourselves. Also, if she sang "Two coins in a fountain" she would be singing about two "nickles". All together now........ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATHY!!!!! Larry Brown (spouse) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) I'm sorry - I forgot to sign my last message. Shame - Those brain cells are dying off faster than I can replace them. Several people have mentioned the building that is now Al's on Jadwin and Williams. Did you remember that it was once Valumart complete with an optometrist? For those interested in obtaining Dad's book "The Long Road to Self Government" He has gotten a way to reprint it and it looks like the cost will be somewhere between $10-15 shipping included. Hope to have them ready by the end of May. If you are interested and haven't already let me know, please e-mail me now as he is going to have a limited number printed and I want to make sure everyone who wants one, gets it. Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Peggy Lewis Johnson (62) A book of interest for all of us. I just picked it up and have found it interesting to finally understand more about why my father, raised in Arkansas and Oklahoma made the long trek out to Washington to this area and why his sister and brother and mother followed. (There used to be a big Oklahoma picnic once a year at the Riverside Park). Anyway, the book is about the West. How it became the "place" to develop the nuclear industry and it contains great reading about Richland and Los Alamos - the "perfect" towns planned so well. It describes the houses. the prefabs, the "shopping center", etc., so for all who have "felt" like a bit of history which has impacted the whole world it is very interesting. Parents of all of us - those still living may enjoy it also. It is pertinent to our lives and to our memories we are all sharing. -Peggy Lewis Johnson '62 ******************************************************* >>From Gary Behymer (64) 'For the guys'...and where did you get your hair cut? I always went to Johnny Pierce's shop. He was located in the strip that runs between the east and west side of the Uptown district. I stopped by 5 years ago and his son was the barber. -Gary Behymer (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) To Burt Pierard (59) In your e-mail to Terry Hudson Semmom (74) regarding the Gaslight - the Banjo player was John LaChappelle, more commonly known as LaChappelle. My father, Frank Quinlan would often take his Mandolin, Violin or other instruments down to the Gaslight, and along with others they would have improv. on Friday nights for years. LaChappelle later played at the Motel bar out on Clover Island. He had a big following. And you thought Tennessee Ernie Ford was bad - how about the first time you saw Arthur Godfrey? I remember a photo of him at the Desert Inn and my telling another girl who was with me that 'that is NOT Arthur Godfrey' , and much to my chagrin being told by a waiter, that the picture was indeed Arthur Godfrey. Do you remember his horse Goldy that he rode on stage because of polio(?) he couldn't walk at that time and he didn't want to use a wheel chair. -Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Maddy (67) RE: Gauin Moore (82) ...if anyone else remembers The Red Steer on the corner of Jadwin and Van Giesen? I loved that place. I would get those little steak strips with that tasty yellowish-orange coating and dip them into some kind of red sauce. WOW! Although, after reading the ongoing Richland story in here; the By's burger hearsay, the horse named Flossy with the one track "barn" mind and others just disappearing without a trace from the riding academy, etc., I am wondering if that was really steak or strips cut off old wing tip shoes, or Flossy, and then deep fried to perfection. Did anyone ever hear any stories about Red Steer serving shoe leather for their steak strips? ...I hope not. Speaking of shoes, when did Swanson quit using aluminum trays? -Rick Maddy (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Paul Felts (69) Ok, does anyone remember Johnny's Delicatessen? Best pepperoni around. -Paul Felts (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Cathy Lee Cadd (70) In October 1968, two of our classmates, Kim Killand and Marc Petersen, were killed in an automobile accident. In 1970 the families of these two students awarded the Killand-Peterson Scholarship in their memory. Three 1970 graduates, Margaret Fennessy, David True and my husband, Robert Cadd, were selected to receive this award. Bob always said that someday he wanted to repay that kindness as it helped him to go on to college. With that in mind, last year Bob and I established The Cadd Foundation whose only purpose is to provide scholarships to graduating seniors of Richland High School who need help in paying for their college education. Last year we gave out two $1,000 scholarships and one $1,500 scholarship. We have established our foundation through the Seattle Foundation. The money that we put in goes directly to the graduating students that we pick from several applications that get sent to us from RHS. The Seattle Foundation writes out the checks through our account with them. We never touch the money that is put into this account. We had thought to just keep quiet about this but someone told us recently that the whole idea of doing this was to help the students and what better way than to let people know what we are doing so that they can share in this as well. The more money collected the more students get help. After reading the Sandstorm every morning it is plain to us that there are a lot of people who are just as proud to be Bombers as we are. So we are asking for your help. If you would like to help with scholarships, please send your checks to: The Cadd Foundation in care of the Seattle Foundation. Their address is 425 Pike Street, Suite 510, Seattle, Washington, 98101-2334. If you have any questions about them call them at (206) 622-2294. Also check with your companies about matching programs as this will help as well. Please note that because this is a public foundation and not a private foundation, it is tax deductible. If you do contribute to this, please drop us an email so that we can keep track of everyone. If you have any questions please call us at (425) 883-9305. Thank you for taking the time to read this. -Robert and Catherine Lee Cadd, Class of 1970 ******************************************************* >>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71) To Rick Maddy.. Yes, I think "Queen For A Day" would fly, but it would have to be more up to date. Instead of a woman wanting a swingset for her handicapped daughter (from one of the real shows) I'd say the scenario would go more like this... A woman is on the show because her boyfriend shot and killed their neighbor, because he thought she had become pregnant by the neighbor, but DNA testing proved that it is really the boyfriends baby after all and now, she wants to become Queen For A Day. The prizes would be different, too. Now, she would get a car, so that she could get to the prison for the conjugal visits. How's that? Would YOU watch it???? My little sister Karen Todd, thinks the up to date "Queen For A Day" could be a woman OR a man! Susy Rathjen Whitney '71 ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) Thank you all for triggering memories of things I have forgotten for 30 years, plus or minus. What a heritage we share! I was so excited to recall the Boyle Oil commercial from Starlite Stairway. The class of 72 had our share of bomb scares. Sometimes I'd get tired of waiting outside (in the wind of course) and give up and go home. On the topic of stores, has anyone mentioned Dawson-Richards, such a cool place to buy clothes? I did all my Christmas shopping at Newberries in 1966. And Thom McCann - I loved that shoe store. I do remember the midnight horror movies, walking home scared after seeing "The Ghost and Mr. Chicken" with Don Knotts (I scared easily.) What amazes me though is that our mother' let us walk home alone late at night - something it would be impossible to let a 13 year old girl do now. Speaking of Adrian's - does anyone remember them advertising one of their topless dancers as "So-and-so, mother of five"? That always amazed me. (It didn't actually say So-and-so, I just can't remember her name. Brandy maybe?) My compliments to those creating and maintaining the web pages - they're great. To Margaret Hartnett - do you not use Peggy anymore? Do you remember Mrs. Busey - sophomore English? And did you have Mrs. Julia Davis senior year? She was one of my best teachers ever. Any former students of Mr. Labrecque out there? I also live in the Portland area - Vancouver, WA (still on the right side of the river.) -Diane Carpenter Kipp, class of 1972. Keep on truckin'. ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Semmern (74) To: Mary Triem Mowery (47) Hi Mary. Yes, I do remember you. Mom is fine and living in Jacksonville, FL. now with my sister and her family. In fact, I will send you her email address (through Linda) so you can write: [deleted for privacy]. I'm sure Linda will get her to her. I also remember your son, Mike, right? He and I used to run into one another now and then when I worked for Bechtel. Tell him hello for me. As for my aunt. They're both doing fine and living in Pasco, even though we lost my uncle, Paul over 2 years ago. Good to hear from you. -Terry Hutson Semmern (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Sue Galpin (78) With all the talk of the "old" places around town, does anyone remember a place called Adrians? I think it was where Red Robin is now (although I could be wrong). I remember they had a country-western band and some of the people I babysat for and I think maybe even my parents went there for a night on the town (which meant drinking and dancing to me - the stuff of dreams back then!). It sounded like they had so much fun that I couldn't wait until I was old enough to go there myself. Unfortunately, they tore it down long before I turned 21 - figures! Anyway, was just wondering if old age had really melted my memories (must be from following the mosquito man!) or if the place really existed! Really enjoying this site - thanks for the memories and all the good stories! -Sue Galpin - '78 ******************************************************* >>From: G.S. Gordon (79) Hmmm, A lot of talk about Red Steer, but no mention of what it used to be, (or is it, what it turned into...?) Herfy's Hefty Beef Burgers. Quite unremarkable burgers as I remember, but I do remember dining there quite often for some reason -- can you say "munchies?" One more thing, how many of you were at the 'Sugarloaf' concert at the Harry Kraemer Center (old library, behind the cop shop)? It was my first concert, I must have been only 11 or 12 at the time. Fantastic show, first time I ever heard anything live that was played on the radio, by the band that actually played it. Green Eyed Lady is still one of my favorite songs. Don't call us... -G. S. Gordon (79) (Dog 'n' Suds' rootbeer kicked *** over A&W's) ******************************************************* >>From: Cathy Moore Hammer (80) To Gauin Moore (82) I just have to comment on that french fry's incident you wrote about yesterday! You might be younger than me, little brother, but your mind is going fast! I recall that incident a LITTLE differently! We had gone to get food at 'Herfy's' and were still in the car after getting home. You showed Dad that french fry and I leaned forward and bit it!! How do I remember it happened that way? Dad yelled at me for it! I couldn't believe he got sooo mad at me for that. I tell that story to each of my kids when they show me some huge 'fry' they have. There are so many good memories of living in Richland. Does anyone remember Dog 'n' Suds, it was across from where Hapo is now!? It was a hotdog/hamburger/rootbeer place and I think they brought the food to your car, it was one of the first places we ate out as a kid! The best thing about back then was how you could run all over town all day and NIGHT and not worry. I keep a close tab on my kids now days but I don't think my parents knew half the time where we were, but we let them think they did! Well that's all for now, I just had to set my brother straight..... getting very confused in his mid-life!! -Cathy Hammer (80') ******************************************************* >>From: Jamie R. McDevitt (81) to Gauin Moore (82) I remember the Red Steer! When my family moved to Richland in August 1973 we lived at the Holiday Inn for a month or so. I was a seventh grader at Chief Jo and on my way home from school I'd stop at Red Steer for an after school snack. Red Steer had crinkle cut fries (my favorite). When my sister Faith (82) and I are in Richland we always stop at Zips on Lee -- they also have crinkle cut fries! One more fast food memory, my first meal in Richland was at Artic Circle on Jadwin (I think it is an Arby's now). -Jamie McDevitt (81) ******************************************************* >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) Michael Peterson (77) Just saw you on TNN tonight. You are as good as my daughter, Karen, said you were. Be sure and let us know on the Sandstorm if you have a show up this way in the future. There are a lot of us Bomber fans that would want to go to it. Much success with your career. How did you like Colin Raye? He is from our home town of DeQueen, Arkansas. We never met him but he seems like a typical DeQueen boy, very nice. You seem to be on your way in the music business and we all want to wish you good luck. Did you know Karen's sister, Sheila or older brothers, Steve "Bear" or Mike Davis? Did you get to meet all those people who were on the show with you? It was put together in 1998 wasn't it? Tammy Wynette has always been my favorite female vocalist so I really enjoyed the tribute to her as well as all the others. You did yourself and Richland proud, Michael Peterson. Bomber Mom, BJ Davis ******************************************************* >>From: Linda R. ('??) Does anyone remember John Ball School? It was in North Richland or Camp Hanford. A lot of us went to grade school there. (Bill Blankingship, Hexum twins). It was really great. So glad I found this site. Thanks -Linda R. ******************************************************* >>From: Beth Young Gibson ('81) To Lee Bush (68) I was one of those fortunate junior-highers who took your Law Enforcement class at Chief Jo. This was 77 or 78, can't remember if it was fall semester or spring semester. I was in 9th grade at the time. I don't really remember the spudnuts, but that's not really unusual. That was my first year in the public school after attending Christ the King for 1st through 8th grades. I was in culture shock that whole year, having P.E. for the first time, having men for teachers, and not knowing anybody and not understanding a lot of the slang. Your education most have stuck with me though because I later got a Paralegal degree at CBC. Glad you enjoyed yourself too! Love the Sandstorm Gary and Maren! Any more, if someone doesn't have e-mail, they don't hear from me, so this is a great way to stay in touch! -Beth Young Gibson ('81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/11/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 24 Bombers one woulda been Bomber and ONE LION today: Dick Harris (49), Grover Shegrud (56), Gloria Falls (58), Lynn Wolte (60 woulda been), Rebecca Lester (60), Mary Mike Hartnett (61), Jean Hawley (63), Allen Moulthrop (64), Art Nelson (64), Maren Smyth (64), Gary Brehm (64-KHS), Linda McKnight (65), Pam Ehinger (67), Joe Large (68), Patty Eckert (68), Jefferson Saunders (69), Valerie Nielsen (69), Michael Figg (70), Rick Polk (70), Jean Albaugh (72), Marjo Vinther (77), Mark Mattingly (77), Christy Veverka (78), Tim Lippert (79), Peggy Johnson (??), Unsigned (??) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Harris (49) You mean your Mom didn't cut yours? Mine did, until the crewcut came along and then it was to the commercial guy! But, for the life of me, I can't remember who cut my hair then or where he was located. -Dick Harris '49 ******************************************************* >>From: Grover Shegrud (56) I got hair cuts from my dad; with 5 boys in the family there wasn't much choice. But I did get one or two hair cuts in the big barber shop down town and remember a tall black gentleman barber cutting mine. I would have gone more but they put stinky stuff (cologne) on your hair and it would embarrass me something awful. Then after getting older I'd get cut at Terry's barber shop north on George Washington Way (family you know). I remember going to a midnight movie in 1953 or 54 or 55 and a girl just in front of me had a bottle of wine slip from under her coat and smash on the lobby floor that group of kids dispersed mighty fast. Also on another occasion a fire cracker was set off in the middle of the movie; in that case the group I was with dispersed fast. It was ignited by a piece of phosphorus put on the fuse just before those involved dispersed. The Col Hi chemistry lab probably never missed that piece of phosphorus. nuff said -Grover Shegrud (56) ******************************************************* >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) Thank you for the article on Mr. juricich, he was also a driver ed teacher I believe. He is a great person in my book. -Gloria Falls Evans, class of 58 ******************************************************* >>From: Lynn Wolte Adams (60 woulda been) To Gail Henderson Renner (53) and others: You bet I remember RADIO and the wonderful way it stirred one's imagination "before TV". My family and I had to leave Richland in '55 to move back to New York and at long last we had a TV! It was then that I could put a face on "My Little Margie" and SEE what Eve Arden looked like in "Our Miss Brooks". I also remember laughing hysterically over "Amos and Andy" which in those early, innocent days before political correctness was just plain comedy written by witty, creative people. Mysteries were great fun, too. "The Shadow" was my favorite also, but I enjoyed "Mr. Keene, Tracer of Lost Persons" and "Lights Out" (remember the creaky door that slammed shut just after the announcer whispered "lights ouuuuut!"?) All that intrigue helped me become a huge fan of Nancy Drew mystery books and I saved my allowance every week in order to purchase the newest adventure in the series. I recall the hardcover book was 95 cents. Like you years later, we found a station that played the classic old radio shows and my children were fascinated with the mysteries. While taking an evening auto trip (captive audience!) with my son and his friend (age 13), I was amused and amazed to look in the back seat and see his buddy with his fingers plugging his EARS and his eyes squinted shut. He was scared to death over what the "shadow knows"!! Good old radio. Lynn Wolte Adams (Would have been Bomber, Class of 1960) ******************************************************* >>From: Rebecca Lester Cleavenger (60) My husband Bud Cleavenger grew up at the Y. Poor kids they sent them to school in Kennewick. Anyway he says there were 2 drive ins at the Y. The Lighthouse was there for a long time. Stop and go was there for a short time before it moved to Angus Village. -Rebecca (Lester) Cleavenger ('60) ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Mike Hartnett Arbogast (61) RE: my misspelling and weird grammar THANK YOU FOR TOLERATING THESE QUALITIES WHEN I WRITE ANYTHING, I SHOULD USE SPELL CHECK, I WILL TRY TO REMEMBER, HOWEVER, EVEN THAT IS QUESTIONABLE. IN '94 I experienced 16 CVAs mostly in the occipital lobe of the brain. When strokes occur in that part of the brain, the optic nerve carries info to the occipital lobe to be sorted and unscrambled. At first I had no vision and reduced visual field. Time has been most kind to me and now I enjoy 80% visual field, and really poor vision. Right brain injuries also result in the survivor being impulsive and verbose. BUT, ENOUGH ABOUT ME, thanks again guys, -MARY MIKE HARTNETT (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Hawley Saunders (63) RE: 1948 flood You might be interested. My dad, Ted Hawley, had a small plane during this flood and ferried workers back and forth from the Naval Air Station in Pasco to the Richland airport. -Jean Hawley Saunders (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Allen Moulthrop (64) FYI, Music Fans, John LaChapelle can still be heard playing guitar every Monday night at 7:00 p.m. at the Atomic Ale Brew-Pub and Eatery. The pub is located in the old A&W building on Lee Blvd. John still sounds great and will play for you any of the 2000, or so, songs in his repertoire. If you have a chance, stop in to hear him; he is impressive. What a legend. When I told him that I used to listen to him at the Gaslight, he laughed and told me that the last time he played at the Gaslight was 23 years ago. Time does fly when you're having fun! Atomic Ale pub also has some great photo memorabilia of early Richland days. -Allen Moulthrop (Class of 64) ******************************************************* >>From: Art Nelson (64) It has been impressive to say the least. I have watched this whole alumni thing grow from the very beginning. At the beginning, I told Gary the he had a tiger by the tail, and might have bitten off more than he could chew. I was *dead on* with the "Tiger by the tail" and *dead wrong* about Gary, with Maren's help being able to make this thing work. My escape and mental reward at the end of the day is to relax with "tales from the Sandstorm." Thank you Gary, Maren and all those who helped and are helping to make this wonderful format available. SMALL WORLD: I was working on a small coral island in the South Pacific (late 80s) and talk of high school came up. When I mentioned I had graduated "64" from Richland High school, a coworker from Alaska said his girlfriend graduated from the same school. A Maren Smyth?? [That 'small coral island' was Johnson Atoll and the man's name was Ron Smith.... Thanks for remembering, Art -Maren] HORSE MEAT: Don't know about By's Burgers but I do remember dad was always willing to try most anything, especially if it would save a buck. About the mid 50s I remember stopping at a small butcher shop on the Kennewick side of the Pasco/Kennewick bridge, across from "Bridge Port Pumps?". The sign in the window said "Horse meat on Sale". Dad couldn't resist. I am still alive to talk about it, so what the hay. LITTLE THINGS: * The Kindergarten class hike from Sacajawea to our new school, Jason Lee. * Running to our neighbor's, Fran and Betty Rish, on Saturday morning in our pjs to watch cartoons. They had the first TV on the block. * Year end pig out in the cherry trees at Jason Lee. * Water skiing in the irrigation canals at West Richland behind Don Gana's dad's Convertible. Had to stop for the bridges though. * Summers at the Swimming pool * Thrill rides at the Flume Thanks -Art Nelson (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Maren Smyth (64) When most of our parents moved to Richland, there were no trees -- no lawns -- and NO LILAC bushes.... Anybody know where our parents got all those lilac bushes? -Maren Smyth (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Brehm (64-KHS) To: Rose Boswell Smith (61) I went to John Ball through the third grade, and I too remember the air raid drills and the ditch we had to lay in when the siren sounded. It must have been the close proximity to Hanford, living in North Richland in those days, but I've always thought what we had to do was a unique experience. The infamous ditch was approximately eight feet deep (as I remember) and was located on the river side of the playground. When the drill started everyone had to proceed across the playground and lay in the ditch with your head covered. The playground itself was all dirt! Not a blade of grass, as I recall! Something else I remember about living in North Richland in the early 50's, is the old Star Theater. In those days you could go see your favorite movie for 15 cents. What a deal! My wife (Marsha Goslin Brehm '65) and I went to the Spudnut Shop this morning for breakfast. Even though we live in Kennewick, it had been years since we had been there. What a treat! And talk about bringing back a lot of memories! The next visit I intend to have my favorite, a glazed spudnut ala mode! I haven't had one of those since I was a kid. One other thing I wanted to add. Concerning a possible all Bomber reunion next year and where to have it. I've been hearing rumors of a similar all class reunion for Kennewick in 2000. The talk I've heard is they're looking into having it at the fair grounds in Kennewick and are expecting as many as 10,000 to attend. Maybe something like this would work for an all Richland reunion. -Gary Brehm ('64 KHS) ******************************************************* >>From: Linda McKnight (65) I remember the Elite Shop, too. It's where my Mom took me to get my very first, (ahem) unmentionable. They had the best stuff for girls. Also, remember Adrians. It was the only place in the 70's in Richland that had dancing and live music, and oh yes, "Brandy" the Go-Go girl, with her tassels. When you think of the places they have now where the dancers are completely nude, Adrians was a pretty classy spot. I love this site. It is so much fun to share and hear from others. -Linda McKnight (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Gary, When talking about hair cuts you talked about Johnny Pierce's place and said his son was not doing it. Was his name by chance named Gary Pierce's? If so, does Gary have e-mail or will he be writing soon? The Pierce's were good friends of my family. My mom, Patty Ehinger, worked with Edna Pierce at the bank NB of C. We'd go over for dinners and card games. We kids just did kids stuff! To Sue Galpin 78, Yes Adrians was a real place!! My folks to went there when they went "out" on the town! I remember the Golden Lion, wasn't too far away, before I turned 21, we snuck in there and had our own night on the town! We tried once to get into Adrians, but they caught on and we had to leave! But it sure was fun trying!! To Rick Maddy 67, Didn't Red Steer have a drink called Scoth and Soda? It had NO booze in it, but it was very good!! I worked there for one week! The owner was a jerk! Thanks for the memories!! -Pam Ehinger Nassen Bomber's Rule 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Joe Large (68) To Terry Hutson Semmern (74) and Burt Pierard (59), The banjo man you were talking about was none other than that FABULOUS guitarist John La Chappelle! Great Guitarist! I remember once, I had bought a 12-string guitar and I took it over for him to see it (shortly before that time, I had been taking trumpet lessons from his cohort in crime over there at Kortens Music by the name of George Shelton). He took the guitar and proceeded to "burst out all over that guitar", just speeding up and down the frets! Fabulous man! He wasn't a banjo man, however. That is, he would play banjo by tuning it like a guitar. Certainly did good with that method too, though. The "second" banjo man in the picture was none other than my father, William "Bill" Largé. He played a 4-string tenor banjo. He also gave banjo lessons on the side. He played on an old "Washington" banjo that he had gotten back in Colorado when he was a teenager. We all used to LOVE sitting around, listening to him play. These last few years before he died (Sept. 19, 1997) he didn't play it much. I'm not sure he even could remember how. About 5 or 6 years or so before, we, sons and daughters of the dear man, had all put our monies together and had bought him his dream, a "Bacon" (brand) banjo, reported by him to have been about the best banjo money could buy, sure was pretty! We still have both banjos at mom's house. Without his hands on them however, they just don't sing like they used to. He was our "Leader of the Band". -Joe Largé (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68) Loved some of these nostalgic journeys back into the past...... how about A & W, wasn't that the only place where the tray was put on your car window and a "car hop" would come out to give and pick up your food tray, with their clink clink money belts with the coin dispensers? and didn't they have the "Baby Shakes", so perfect, loved the chocolate ones, I worked around the corner at the bank on Jadwin, ONB now called US Bank but in the smaller bldg. next to the new one on the corner and ate sometimes for lunch, remember seeing an old school mate and CK'er, Barb Vache, working there! was a treat and my neat sister-in-law, Kathy Cameron Eckert (Kennewick grad), worked there for years, black shorts or pants and white blouses were their uniforms, even some males got in on that job as I recall.... and that was next to the Safeway building we shopped at for years to the South ........ but down from where we lived on Van Giesen, that Red Steer was a treat, how about those "torches" the little miniature ice cream cones, they were free with your order if you had kids in the car; and sometimes we would get them anyway just for asking for one! Then Newberry's in Uptown Richland, had the first of its kind "fake nails" and my sister Mari (Leona '65) and I loved those things. Thank goodness my dear we've grown up and our nails are real and don't cost and arm and a leg or fall off when doing the least little thing! Would truly like to hear more on this book now in reprint and taking orders for on The Long Road to Self Government? Paula Beardsley Glenn '62?? Hadn't picked up on that before would like to know a bit more on it and perhaps order one myself. Help me out here? For some of my Bomber family; Brother Chris Eckert , hope your feeling better, that flu bug, no fun for sure. Your new home is so beautiful! Big Brother Don about time to get up to Stevens Co Country isn't it, I sure miss the mountains and trees since moving back here from Montana!! Hope this land works for you! Joan, check out the decor inside the SpudNut Shop on your next visit up, you'll love how it looks. Jean Eckert, thanks little one for the fantastic carpeting, your a peach! Thanks for bringing it. And Sweet Mari Leona Mae, love that new "do" girl, its You!!! And Rita "Bunny". The Best Boss a Girl Ever Had, Love Ya!!! Bomberette Cheers! The Old Green and Gold! -Patty Eckert Weyers 68 ******************************************************* >>From: Jefferson Saunders (69) It is great to hear about all the old familiar places. Did anyone else sneak into the Uptown Theater... Sometimes we slipped in the back exits and watched the movie from behind the movie screen. While other times we would hang around the corner unit the first show let out ... and walk in backwards. Or, we would grab two ticket halves off the ground and walk through the door ... Of course the ticket guy would get pissed at us for "tearing our own ticket" and I'd bet it raised hell between management and the bookkeeper. Jefferson Saunders (69er) Seattle ******************************************************* >>From: Valerie Nielsen Lee (69) Did I see Peggy Hartnett's name? Where are you? Where's Kathy? I love reading everyone's remembrances. I thought Wild Bill's grocery store was where Las Margarita's parking lot is now (Or was that Campbell's?). And there was a Darigold Milk company where that new Greek place is now across from the old Safeway. Right? I hope somebody agrees with me, nobody in my family seems to care!! I remember the Red Steer - mmm good stuff. I have grade school pictures from Sacajawea from 1956-1963 - anyone interested? How do I get them on here? Bev Backman - I wrote to you the other day and forgot to sign it so it looks like you got a note from my husband. Sorry. I'm new at this. -Valerie Nielsen Lee (69)- ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Figg (70) Paul Felts (69) mentioned Johnny's Delicatessen and the pepperoni. I remember that place, and specifically for that pepperoni. The place had so much character reminiscent of a New York or Boston Deli that it seem totally out of place (but very welcome) in Uptown Richland. -Michael Figg (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Polk (70) To: Bob & Cathy Cadd (Class of 70) Your Foundation honoring Kim Killand and Marc Peterson is simply a great, great tribute to these two former classmates. Kim and Marc were 2 of my best friends when we were in school. I was closer to Kim than I was Marc, but both were very good friends. Kim had been coming over to my house every night after school, prior to the accident. We had been practicing basketball every night, leading up to tryouts at school. Kim invited me on that fatal hunting trip and memories of me turning down the invite still bother me to this day. I can still remember my Mom coming home from work and into my bedroom and breaking the news to me of the accident. Kim's dirty gym clothes (from our Basketball workouts) sat wadded up in the corner of my room for months, before I could wash them and take them back to Kim's folks. I still miss Marc and Kim's friendship to this day. I think it is fantastic that you have continued this scholarship and you will definitely get my donation. Bob, Cathy, thank you for remembering Kim and Marc in this way. My hat is off to BOTH of you. -Rick Polk (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Albaugh McKnight (72) To Teri Claphan: Thanks for the update on Mike. Since he hasn't come to any '72 Reunions, we've lost track of him. As I remember, Teri, you were one little sister who didn't miss much - even though you were only a sophomore. So who was your kegger informant? I can't believe Mike Claphan went to a kegger........... You answered my question the other day. I was wondering which Foss you married... didn't know if it was Ed or the "wild one" in the Class of '70. To Miriam Lewis: Do you belong to the Lewis family that bought our old Q house at 1737 Davison? When you mentioned lilacs the other day, I figured you must be. I loved that house (and neighborhood). When I'm in town, I drive my kids by the house. The lilacs are still there, but there is only one climbing tree left. Some day I'm going to ring the doorbell. I want to see if my old room is as small as I remember it. To Kelli Payton.... my old North Richland bus partner. Wasn't your house off by itself near the trailer park? I bet it's surrounded by now. Speaking of the first Island... Linda Lang and I also hung out at the private docks across from the first Island. Linda would swim to the Island with her spider monkey, Festus, sitting on her head. Another LL memory is when a group of us (girls) decided to shine the spotlight (her Dad had an old police car) on some parkers down at Riverside Park. Boy, was that a mistake. The guy chased us all around town..... scared us half to death. We finally lost him somewhere in the Ranch House district, only to run into him again down on Lee Boulevard. Then, the chase started all over again. When we lost him the second time, we got smart and went home. One of my most hilarious Col-Hi memories is of my Summer School Driver's Ed Class. I took it with Paul (Rabit) Caudill, Debra Bohringer, and (I think) Mike Dalen. I have this flash frame memory of looking back at the three of them (squished into the back seat) with silly grins on their faces. It was a solid hour of trying to suppress our laughter, as one of us suffered through our turn at the driver's seat. Regarding Richland retailers, I remember reaching up to the counter at Kortens Music to give them my $0.49 for "Puff the Magic Dragon". It was my first "45" record purchase. I still have that record to this day. I think the records were sold in a loft area at the back of the store. Down the street, of course, was David's Shoes, where Tony fit us all with saddle shoes for school and black patent leather shoes for church. Are there any other Bombers living in Anchorage, AK? -Jean Albaugh McKnight '72 ******************************************************* >>From: Marjo Vinther Burt (77) G.S. Gordon (79) - Dittos to your comments about the Sugarloaf concert! I was there, too - I must have been 15 or 16. It still ranks as one of the best I've ever attended, and "Don't Call Us" is still one of my all-time favorites songs! -Marjo Vinther Burt (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Mark Mattingly (77) To G.S. Gordon (79): I remember that 'Sugarloaf' concert. I distinctly remember him introducing 'Green-eyed Lady' by saying (and I verified this with my brother who also attended, so I'm not making it up) 'This song is about a 13-year old Roman Catholic prostitute from Seattle Washington'! SO shocking for our young ears! Were they one-hit wonders with that song? I can't remember any other songs by them. -Mark Mattingly (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Christy Veverka Wegner (78) The Sandstorm is such a "warm fuzzy"!! Thanks again!! I took guitar lessons for two years (around 73'-75') from John LaChappelle, I learned from this man that music comes from the heart, along with 30 minutes of daily practice or the wrath of Mr. LaChappelle was upon you, he was fairly strict, but he passed on memorable life lessons along with his skill, thank you John! A couple of summers ago, while visiting my sister who lived on the same street as John LaChappelle, I spied a young man carrying a guitar towards John's house, he must still give lessons. Would love to catch one of his Jazz performances with Mary Lou Gnoza. The "Riding Academy"........ does anyone remember "Hot Foot", a mid sized spotted pony with a taste for toes, and being instructed to walk the horses back so they wouldn't sweat, coming back was the only time they would even walk fast, unless of course you were one of lucky ones experienced enough to ride a real horse not yet on it's last leg. I did manage to fall off a few times when those old little ponies tired of being prodded over and over to at least trot and surprised me with a spurt of energy. To Michael Peterson (77), my fourteen year old daughter didn't believe that we went to the same junior high and high school, so I pulled out Carmichael and RHS annuals, she still didn't believe it was the same "You", me thinks she didn't appreciate the look we had, you know.... the one that is coming back! Regardless of what she believes, "little darlin, who should always believe her mommy" we both enjoy your music and look forward to many years of success from a hometown boy!! To Diane Carpenter Kipp, I had Mr. Labrecque in my senior year (78), what a character and quite adventurous, encouraging us to explore, possibly go on a trip to Jerusalem with him, what a treat that would have been!! Remember before "Beverly Heights Park" was the "Dessert", a favorite place for the kids in our neighborhood, it was sage brush, rocks, weeds, and sand, it was also, (with our wild imaginations) a gold mine of childhood games, our favorite was "treasure hunt", someone would bury a treasure, and draw a map and let the fun begin. When the "Dessert" was to become a park, we tried to think of a way to stop the city from ruining our special place, how could they put in grass and playground equipment, even our parents couldn't help, the park prevailed. Oh, well.... memories. -Christy Veverka Wegner (78) ******************************************************* >>From: Tim Lippert (79) Saw some mention of Herfy's and Red Steer. Wasn't Herfy's on Lee, next to Payless and Red Steer on Van Giesen where the car wash is now? I think someone said one turned into the other. After Herfy's came Mr. Lee's on the Blvd. (horror stories of what really went on compliments of Mr. Thornton) and now it's Barons. Another fast food thing - there's a By's drive-in on 4th Ave. S. in Seattle. It is kind of like a Zip's type place. Is this possibly the same as the By's I read about from some of the "more mature" Bombers? Also, read about Pizza Pete's, an institution in it's own right, and they let? you bring your own beer. (or did we just do it without asking?) That's all for now. Hi to Gauin Moore, another of the "old neighborhood" bunch. -Tim Lippert (79) ******************************************************* >>From: Peggy Johnson ('??) The Atomic West Edited by Bruce Hevley and John M. Findlay, both professors from the University of Washington, published in association with the Center for the Study of the Pacific Northwest. THE MANHATTEN PROJECT -- the World War II race to produce an atomic bomb - transformed the entire country in myriad ways, but it did not affect each region equally. Acting on an enduring perception of the American West as an "empty" place, the U.S. government located a disproportionate number of nuclear facilities - particularly the ones most likely to spread pollution - in western states.......... "The Atomic West brings together contributions from several disciplines to explore the impact on the West of the development of atomic power from wartime secrecy and initial postwar enthusiasm to public doubts and protest in the 1970s and 1980s. An impressive example of the benefits of interdisciplinary studies on complex topics, The Atomic West advances our understanding of both regional history and the history of science, and does so with human communities as a significant focal point." On December 2, 1942 James Bryan Conant in Washington D.C. received a call from Nobel Prize winner Arthur Holly Compton who oversaw the Chicago research effort compiled of a team of scientists under the leadership of Enrico Fermi to create the world's first self-sustaining nuclear reaction. In a prototype reactor on a University of Chicago squash court this occurred. Compton called Conant to report this critical step in the race to beat Nazi Germany to the Atomic bomb. According to his recollections, Compton had to convey his message across unsecured telephone lines, and at the same time apologize because the breakthrough had come a week ahead of schedule and Conant had missed the event. "Jim," Compton said, "you'll be interested to know that the Italian navigator has just landed in the new world............ etc.," Conant replied in the same spirit of the code and said: "Were the natives friendly?" "Everyone landed safe and happy," answered Compton. Comparing advances in physics to the discovery of a new world, the two scientists likened the exploration of the atom to the westering process in America that had begun with Christopher Columbus's voyage 450 years before........" At the time of that call the U.S. Army Corps of engineers had already selected a western sit - Los Alamos, New Mexico - for one of the Manhattan Project's key scientific laboratories, and it was preparing to designate another - Hanford, Washington --- as the place for manufacturing plutonium for atomic bombs. Of humor this lyrical quote: "G.E. loves me this I know Mr. Milton told me so DuPont's left me high and dry But I won't worry, I won't cry Yes, G.E. loves me Yes, G.E. loves me Mr. Milton told me so" page 99 when G.E. took over from Dupont "Communitarian planners wanted to provide internally egalitarian and "protected" environments for the skilled working class and middle class. Protection meant spatial definition and isolation from surroundings by distinct street plans and limited access points. Project designers tried to balance low cost housing with variety in lot size, housing style, and siting. The projects also tried to provide a wide range of community services and public open spaces that might facilitate interaction among the residents. The preferred planning vocabulary included superblocks with interior open spaces: civic centers or village greens; pedestrian paths separated from automobile routes; and naturally "curving" streets."......... "Early residents of Richland have remembered an egalitarian spirit, promoted by similar backgrounds and a sense of being operations personnel rather than construction workers........." This is a book for all of us who recall the Uptown Center - you'll now know more about the planning behind all those A, B, C ........ etc., houses and the reasoning behind how these towns, particularly Los Alamos and Richland were laid out. >From the Manhattan project to Grand Coulee and development of the Columbia River to General George Goethals (hence the street name) of Panama Canal fame to the Bonneville Power Administration, the Bureau of Reclamation, Dupont, Oak Ridge, the War Manpower Commission to gain over 50,000 skilled and unskilled workers when Boeing of Seattle and Kaiser Aluminum in Vancouver were the chief competitors for manpower this book will provide greater insight into not only WHERE we grew up but WHY we grew up the way we did. I think it's a must-read as we weave ourselves back together again on this wonderful "reunion" on the net. -Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Unsigned ('??) Where did we get our haircuts? Well, my dad always took me to Hansons Barber Shop in Uptown Richland, next to the Spuddy. My dad always got his hair cut there too, I don't know if he paid full price as he didn't have a lot to cut. Speaking of haircuts.... any guys of Chief Jo around 1964-67 remember getting caught with hair "over the collar"??? That's right, Gene Bernard loaded us in his car and drove uptown for a FREE haircut I'd like to hear from others on this..... -Unsigned ('??) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/12/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers and one Falcon sent stuff in: Mary Mowery (47), Joan Eckert (51), Ferna Garoutte (58), Carol Hirsch (59), Jeanie Walsh (63), Jean Armstrong (64), Robert McCullough (65), Mike Sheeran (66), Pam Ehinger (67), Cyndy (68), Becky Lingren (73)'s Falcon hubby, Jeff King Terry Cole (73), Teri Claphan (74), Maureen Sullivan (76), Kelly Jensen ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Mowery (47) TO: Terry H. Semmern - '74 Isn't this site awesome? Thank you for bringing me up to date about Polly and Colleen. We live in Ft. Lauderdale, FL and Mike also has his home here. When I told him about talking to you, he remembered - in fact, he thinks you were working in the same office as Gary (couldn't remember his last name) at Bechtel. Am going to e-mail to your mom and see if we can establish communication. It has been so many years. Unbelievable that she now lives in FL, albeit temporarily. I have been here since 1-88 and Glen came down in 9-90. I think you and Linda are about the same age as our Mike (he was born in '57). We have 2 other sons, both of whom graduated from Ri- High; Greg in 1984 and Mark in 1985. Talk to you again -Mary Mowery '47 ******************************************************* >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) I really hope By's didn't serve horse meat! I loved their hamburgers They were such a treat. Around our place with so many mouths to feed, Dad relied on venison and trout for our protein. At one point we all rebelled against the venison so Dad and Mom had it ground into "hamburger", adding pork sausage. That was all right! There was no getting around the trout, though. It took me many years to realize that trout really is good. Love it now; especially fresh caught! Glad to see the article on Ray Juricich. He was my driving instructor. Some of his lessons are still with me. He also was determined that all us female types learn something about football, like it or not. Marrying a "jock", this bit of knowledge has come in handy and I've become a raving football fan - especially for the 49ers! -Joan Eckert Sullens '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Ferna Garoutte Hicks (58) I have been told that there is information and news about classmates from all classes. Max Sutton (57) sent me this e-mail address. Let me hear from some of you. Thanks, -Ferna Garoutte Hicks (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Hirsch Chartrand (59) Yes, Mr. Juricich was a Drivers Ed teacher. He was mine as a sophomore. You sure knew where you stood with him. He was great. I was one of those West Richlanders. Everyone used to swim in the ditch back then. Sure brings back memories. I lived on what is now Ironton Dr. There were no houses on that street then, except us and we lived in a trailer house. I also remember the bomb drills and diving into a ditch outside of John Ball school and Chief Jo. During some of the drills, the buses actually came and got us from Chief Jo and took us away from the school. -Carol Hirsch (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Jeanie Walsh (63) Thanks for the info. Now for the question of the day. Has there been any rumblings about a SCHOOL reunion for the year 2000? Wouldn't that be a hoot? Don't know if the city is big enough to handle it, but with so many people on the Sandstorm site, it just may work. Let me know what you think. Do you think any graduating Bomber would be interested? Maybe we should throw it out there and see what happens. Maybe Hamilton, DeJong, Foster, and Adele Paulsen would be interested. Let try?! -Jeanie Walsh (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) OK..OK..OK.. I fess up.... I remember "Fibber Magee and Mollie".. And I think everyone remembers the "Shadow"... And "Our Miss Brooks"... I remember getting our first TV.. Had the whole neighborhood over to watch it.. I can remember Alfred Hitchcock and his show, but I can't remember the name of his show.. Maybe "The Alfred Hitchcock Show"... It was on late and my folks would let us watch him walk into his shadow at the beginning of the show before they sent us off to bed.. Wasn't it on at 8:30 or 9:00??? Try and get the kids to go to bed that early now... The topless dancer's name was Brandy... She was a neat lady.. I worked there with Brandy... I was a cocktail waitress... It was a hoppin' place and Jack and Adrian were the nicest guys to work for.. Jack would paint Brandy with black light paint... Looked really cool under the lights... I was just in Richland last month and couldn't pass up the chance to bring a Lilac Bush home with me... They had them at Costco and my friend, Chuck bought me one... Not sure if it will live in the Valley of the Sun... I think they need colder winters.. Even though it did snow last week in Scottsdale, I assure you, that is not normal... Thank you Kathy Rathjen Loper (66) and Rex Davis (49) for helping me locate Mr. Smith.. He is retired, in Wenatchee, and doing well.. I just received an answer to the letter I sent him last month... That's it for memories now.. My brain is starting to hurt.. Too much stimulation... Need to give it a rest... 'Til next time... -Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Robert McCullough (65) The question was asked if A&W was the only drive in that brought trays out to the car. I remember going to the Dog and Suds that was on Williams just west of Jadwin. I believe Dr. Obergs office is where the Dog and Suds used to be. My mind is foggy as to what years it was there. But I am sure it was in the mid 60's to late 60's. Also there was mention of the Stop and Go Drive In. Wasn't there a Stop and Go in Richland on the south side. I believe the Bourbon Street Bayou is where it used to be. All you amaze me with your memories. After reading all your writings, I sit back and wonder why my memory is not as good. But reading all this, does bring them flooding back to me. Now one question, does anyone out there know what has become of Robin Warren? He graduated in 1965 and lived in the Richland Village. -Robert McCullough '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Sheeran (66) To Bob DeGraw ('66): all right now you've done it.. meet me at the Bomber Bowl tomorrow at high noon and I'll show you a thing or three about tackling!!!! I just never wanted to break anybody's bones (primarily mine). Remember the one game in the mud when Charlie Burke broke his collarbone? Boy did we know how to have fun!!! If you are a no show at the Bomber Bowl, I'll spread dirty rumors about you. Good to see your name on-line..... -Mike Sheeran ('66) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) To Unsigned, who wrote about the hair being on the collar: Ron Wilson was the first I knew of who had his hair on his collar and was told to get it cut. Ron had a band, can't remember to name or if I ever heard them. I believe Ron did cut his hair to just about his collar. But I just looked in the 67 Annual and his hair was short. But then pictures were taken early in the year. But I can still remember his long hair, well it was long for the time it was!! LOL Bomber's Rule -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: ColHiLXVIII Did someone say monkey suits? Remember the driver ed. car? The bon fire? There are pictures at the Class of 1968 Page. Colhi68 (Cyndy) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Jeff King (74-Falcon) and Becky Lindgren King (73) Date: Sun Apr 11 15:20:09 1999 Greetings Bombers! Sandy Hogan told me about this homepage this morning, so had to check it out. Hi. to a few old friends who's names appear on the page, Pete Sikov, Doug Zangar to name a few. Becky can be found working the front desk at the Law Office of Patricia J. Chvatal in the Uptown. Generally Monday through Friday I can be seen (quickly passing by) headed out to the Plutonium Finishing Plant for more mental anguish the call work. It is amazing how many old classmates parents I've worked with out there over the years. Dunc Sinclair, Carl Mosley, Larry Gower, Paul Magula. There have been many more that have long since retired. Still a small core group of us around that have never had a reason to leave the Tri-Cities. Seems like life was a lot more innocent way back then. Richland was a fine place to grow up in. Jeff ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Cole Main (73) To Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) I remember the Red Steer scotch and sodas! Way back when I ordered one when I was with an out-of-town boyfriend. He thought I was nuts, but he was even more surprised when I got one with no argument. Really a great soda. I have no idea what was in it, except that it didn't have alcohol. -Terry Cole Main (73) ******************************************************* >>From: Teri Claphan (74) To Jean Albaugh McKnight (72) Jean, it was so great to hear from you! Each day as I read the Alumni Sandstorm memories of childhood come flooding back. I remember once in particular Jean, when Mike and my parents were going out of time, you somehow managed to sneak me the key to Mike's new Corvette. Hehehe... you were great! I thought it would be "cool" to drive it while they were gone. He would wince to this day if he knew how I ground the gears trying the shift it while he was away! I'll never forget driving it to Zips with one of my girlfriends. Talk about being scared to death! It died and I couldn't start it again. I knew for sure I was going to get caught and maybe die at the hands of my brother. Thankfully, one of his friends (wish I could remember who??) arrived and jumped started Mike's precious vehicle. I had learned my lesson! I drove it home and parked it for the rest of the weekend. I remember another weekend when my parents went out of town. When they walked out the door Mike announced that I had to "disappear" until Sunday because he was having a party at the house! Luckily, my friend Kim Richey let me hang out with her. On Sunday when I returned home, I swear every pot and dish in the house was dirty. I think you, Mike, and others had a spaghetti feed. I washed all those dishes before Mom and Dad returned home! Boy, did Mike owe me big time for that one! My favorite of my brother's friends was Greg Davison. He always treated me like his little sister. His parents opened Baskin Robbins when I was a sophomore and both my brother and I worked there. I still have the little ice cream scoop pin I wore on my uniform. Those were fun times! Does anyone know where Greg is now??? Mike Davis (74) I remember the bombing drills at Spalding. We would all lie down in the hall and put our hands over our heads. That was a little scary for young children. Mike (and Sheila), so many good memories of time spent with your family. I remember once BJ and my Mom (Betty) took us on an outing to Bateman Island. We all piled into your station wagon and went to A & W together on the way. Other Memories: Does anyone remember when "Zapata" (I think that was the name) dances were popular. They were a mimic band of Santana. Speaking of old 45's... some of my favorites were "Tapestry" Carol King, "Time In A Bottle" Jim Croce, and since I was in love with Davey Jones, "Daydream Believer"! He did perform that title right? My memory fails me sometimes. I just remember his pictures taken from "Teen Beat" magazine plastered all over my bedroom walls long with Paul Revere and the Raiders and of course Bobby Sherman. Every Sunday afternoon I watched the program "Seattle" just to catch a glimpse of Bobby. Remember that catchy theme song... went something like.."the trees are always green in Seattle." Times have certainly changed. My daughter Jenny has Leonardo DiCaprio on her bedroom walls and a Titianic poster!!! Great to see old friends. Keep those memories coming! -Teri Claphan (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Maureen Sullivan Fleischman (76) The mention of the Sugarloaf concert triggered more great memories! Mark Mattingly (75), do you remember we all went there in a big group? We were right up there in the front thinking we were so cool! How many of you mid-seventies Bombers remember the dances in the girls' gym, with the live band being none other than the Mattingly boys, John Schwinberg on bass, and the Robert Plant vocals of Paul Barber, among others? "The Boys are Back in Town" was a favorite. You guys were the rock stars of Richland! Other big-time Richland concerts included: "Tower of Power" live in the RHS gym. That horn section was awesome. Who could forget "You're Still a Young Man, Baby"? Also in concert in the big gym was Bill Withers (is that right?) who sang "Lean on Me" and "Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone." Those were the days. I took guitar lessons from Mr. LaChappelle in high school and still have stacks of pages of tab sheets. I would tell him of a song I wanted to learn, and he would write it out in a flash. He was so great. I taught beginning guitar lessons so that I could pay to take lessons from him. Mr. Labreque was great, too. One time I fell asleep in his class. He gradually hushed everyone and proceeded to throw something metal right at the metal part of my desk. "CLANG!" He said nothing, but had that pleased look on his face. I never fell asleep in his class again. There's been plenty of talk about Red Steer (although my brother used to call it the Dead Rear), but Tastee Freeze hamburgers were my favorite. Loved those dip cones after a long swim at the big pool. Whoever mentioned rolling up your suit in your towel cracked me up. How well I remember that! Our block (Foleys, Schumachers, Crowleys, Gregers et all) would spend at least 6 hours a day down there. Remember the spiked gates you had to walk through? We never wore shoes - too much to keep track of. We would see who could walk the farthest on the hot street before having to step on your towel for relief. The soles of my feet are still like leather to this day. Hey, how many CKers remember all those filmstrips we watched in the "auditorium?" "The Good News of Christ", I think they were called. It was the same guy's voice for years and years. We used to march down to the nurse to get our uniform length measured (3 inches from the floor when kneeling was all that was allowed in the late sixties). Has anyone mentioned the Cheif Jo Pow Wow carnivals? Weren't they every year? When I was little, my dad, Ed (E.J.) Sullivan used to run these big boxing matches called Smokers in the basement of Christ the King School. They were smoky, all right, and loud! He sure taught a lot of Richland boys to box in the sixties. My job was to fill the glass coke bottles with water for the boxers. Does anyone else remember those? Enough jogging for one day... -Maureen Sullivan Fleischman, 76 ******************************************************* >>From: Kelley Jensen ('??) time out!!?? where was I during all those 70's keggers?? I had to wait until college to learn about the finer things in life.. I obviously missed out on a great part of my teen years!! I really feel deprived. Hey "72 girls" is anyone else noticing the effects on their faces, from "baking in the sun" on the Richland docks, or is it just me?? It can't have anything to to with being "40 something"!! To Jean Albaugh: It is a miracle that I survived the walk through rattlesnake country twice a day. I'm sure it has had a huge impact on my extreme distaste for things that slither. ha.. My father's home is still in north Richland, however it is now in the middle of a grove of trees rather than sagebrush. The Olympic Peninsula is a nice change from the dust storms of the TC's.!! By the way we have a mutual friend from your days a OSU.. Remember Ed Koellermeier??!! too funny.. -Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick ('51) I found a l949 church league basket ball schedule. The following are the leading scorers for that year: Boys average Shaw, Earl-Lutherans-8.6pts / Wilson-CUP-9.7pts. / Hyrus-Lutherans-7.9pts / Rabenort-Lutherans-6.7 / Goff-DeMolay-8.6pts. / Osborn-6.7pts / Frew-DeMolay-5.7pts / McBee-RLDS-5.4pts. / Crowder-CUP-5.3pts / Shaw,Ed-Lutherans-4.7pts / Turner-CUP-4.9pts / Myrick-Nazarene-5.4pts / Whyte-RLDS-6.6pts / Tucker-CUP-4.1pts / Smith,B-SSUP-3.8pts / Rakes-SSUP-3.8pts / Davis-CUP-4.1pts / Whiting-RLDS-5.1pts / Wahl,B-Nazarene-3.9pts /Larson-Lutherans-3.1pts / Thurman-Naszarene-4.3pts / Jenne-SSUP-3.4pts / Winchester-RLDS-3.6pts / Johnson-RLDS,4.3pts. Girls Average Richey-SSUP-10.3 / Brinkerhoff-LDS-10.2 / McCloud,M-CUP-9.3 / Roberts-LDS-7.0 / Musser-6.7 / McCormick-SSUP-4.8 / Clement-LDS-5.8 / Claybrook-CUP-3.0 / Reddell-CUP-3.5 / Wilson-LDS-7.0. Final Standings Read first to last--left to right-won-lost Boys CUP(10-1), Lutherans(8.3), Nazarene(5-5), RLDS(4-6), DeMolay(3-7),SSUP(1-9) Girls CUP(6-0), LDS(3.3), SSUP(0-6) I have the team rosters of each team. If you would like me to publish one, let me know. -Ralph Myrick ('51) ******************************************************* >>From: Unsigned ('??) Re: Adrian's For all of you that tried to sneak in - I may have been the one who ran you out. I worked there for many years through it's many cycles - rock, topless, country. It was the coolest place and even at it's worst, you always got a good drink. Adrian died several years ago but Jack - his partner - lives in Dayton now. They always tried to run a class operation and took real pride in the service their "girls" provided to the customers - even the unruly ones. I don't recall a topless dancer that had several kids but it could have happened. Brandy was one of my favorites and was a nice gal besides being beautiful. Oh - the stories I could tell about some of our customers. My folks came down regularly for dinner and to listen to the music when Marty Davis was in town. Anyone remember him - I understand he is still singing. Re: Long Road to self government book I have had several messages wanting to know what the book is about. It is a soft cover chronicle that compiles the history of Richland from 1943-1968. Dad put it together from clippings, pictures, records and memories from a wide variety of sources. It is about 45 pages and full of fun and interesting tidbits about our town. There is information of when our schools and churches were built, when stores were opened, through the incorporation of Richland and the sale of homes. It was put together for the 25th anniversary of Richland. If you are interested in obtaining a copy of this book at a cost of $10-15 shipped, please e-mail me at [deleted for privacy]. We hope to mail by mid-May. Dad is having a limited number of books reprinted. I will need a snail mail address from you for mailing purposes. Thanks Gary and Maren for providing a place for all of us to gather and learn more about our wonderful history together. By the way, I have been sharing messages from those of you who have already placed your order. As he read through the names, he would say - her Dad was a bus Driver, his was in the fire dept. etc., so he still remembers your folks with fondness and is thrilled so many of you "Kids" want to learn more about the early years. -Unsigned ('??) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/13/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Bill Roe (59), Mike Brady (61), Rose Boswell (61), Jamie Worley (64), John Fletcher (64), Larry Brunelle (67), Phil Jones (69), Brad Upton (74), Matt Crowley (75), Mark Mattingly (77), Doris Johnsen (78), Keith Hunter ('??), Steve Piippo ('??), Vicki Owens ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Roe (59) TO: Ed Borasky (59) Finally a reply to your question in the 3-19-99 Sandstorm. I'm sure your recollection is correct. I remember that you were running for ASB Veep against Jeff Hartman and performed the bike riding/Zorro suit stunt in the pre-election assembly to drum up support and impress the voters. The effort must have fallen a little short. Jeff won. Looking forward to seeing you and all '59ers at our reunion in July. -Bill Roe (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Brady (61) I first set eyes on Nancy Weston (61) in the first grade at Sacajawea School. Her beautiful blond hair, cute smile and dimples was all it took for me to fall head over heels in love. We spent a lot of time playing in the neighborhood with the Jancovic's, Donahue's, and others. One time I was playing at Nancy's house, and she had to go eat dinner. I waited outside for her to finish. I climbed up on a fence to peer through their window and fell off knocking the wind out of me. Nancy and her parents came running out to see if I was hurt. They took me inside and placed me on their couch until I felt better. I was in heaven! On my 8th birthday, I realized that I invited all boys and and only one girl, Nancy. My sisters came to my rescue by attending the party and inviting some of their girl friends. Nancy was the last person to arrive and all the guys went running out of the house to greet her. (I guess I wasn't the only one who liked her!) She either felt like a Queen or feared for her life! My dad drove us to the Village Theater (12 cents admission) to see "Singing in the Rain." Shortly after that, Nancy moved to another part of Richland. I sometimes rode my bike to her house to visit but soon stopped. For the next couple of years I would often think of Nancy and looked forward to being at Chief Joseph Junior High School with her. As luck would have it, Nancy was in two or three of my classes in the 7th grade. But, by that time I had become so shy around girls that I didn't talk to her. Over the next six years of school, my only contact with her was an occasional "hello" as we passed in the halls. In 1997 when I was cleaning out my mother's house after she had passed away, I found the birthday present that Nancy gave me on my 8th birthday. It was a rubber bear puppet. I occasionally have dreams about us kids playing in the field on the corner of Kimball and Torbett. I suppose I always will. Hey, how about those Mets! Mike Brady (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Rose Boswell Smith (61) Hi Everyone. Its really fun reading all the emails. When we moved to Richland in 1948 I remember my brother and I used to go up to the Indian Burial Grounds. I don't know what they did to protect that area, I don't go by that way when I go over there. Does anyone know what's been done. It was fun to hunt for beads. Of course as kids we didn't realize we needed to have respect for the people buried there. We didn't do any digging but we did sift the sand for the beads. Now that Im here in an area jammed with people I sure wish I was back there. Although most of my friends have moved away. -Rose Boswell Smith {61} ******************************************************* >>From: Jamie Worley Hills (64) Maren, if you wouldn't mind trying to find an address for Ruth Johnson (56) I would really appreciate it. I have never forgotten Mrs. Johnson and to this day am so thankful I had her for algebra. I think she could have taught a dog algebra. When we were in the 9th grade we had some kind of program at the school. It was in the Spring. I can't remember exactly what it was but Mrs. Johnson was in charge and I was helping do something. My folks weren't there for some reason I went home with Mrs. Johnson to spend the night. I was scared to death! I just thought she was God-like and just knew I'd be a real screw up in her home. Anyway, she was so friendly just like a mom, not the algebra teacher, and her daughter Ruth was there. Ruth was just as nice as her mom and I believe was in college or med school? Anyway, Mrs. Johnson really made an impression on me. I knew she died several years ago but always wanted to tell her daughter what a great teacher and person she was. I am so glad you love doing the Sandstorm. God, great job. Once again thanks. -Jamie ******************************************************* >>From: John Fletcher (64) I got a kick out of Art Nelson's note about running into a Bomber's boyfriend on a Pacific Atoll. In 1968 I was stationed in Denver, CO and was at junkyard looking for used tires. I had bought a used Ford in Pasco and the retreads peeled off after 1000 miles. Well, who should I run into? None other than Art Nelson! Small world, indeed. -John Fletcher (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Brunelle (67) Howdy All If space allows, I am curious if any of the bomber alumni have a signature character of a bomb or bomber or something else interesting. I currently use this little guy. !!!!! ( o o ) ----oOO----(_)----OOo---- Thanks - Larry ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) Having been in Chicago last week, I had five alum Sandstorms to catch up on. What fun. A couple of things brought a chuckle and an old memory. Jean Albaugh McKnight 72, mentioned Korten's. That was the place to be seen on Saturday mornings in 1965 and 66, I remember. Especially after a Friday night ball game, if you won and had a good game. I too remember the 45's. I vaguely remember being able to listen to the latest releases in tiny listening rooms upstairs. With the British Invasion beginning, the music was fresh and innovative. Rick Maddy, who had a nasty 'little-league" curve ball, mentioned the drug store next to the Village Theater. (I think Jim Carmack's insurance agency is located there now). Two things stand out. One, was a southender (who I will not identify) actually entering the back door of the drug store and putting the "five-finger" discount on a movie camera. The camera section was right inside the door and he just lifted it off the counter and split. I was flabbergasted when he showed it to me stashed in his tree house. Another neighborhood kid, older and wiser, then stole it out of the tree house and turned it into the cops. For some reason, the drug store never reported the theft and the resourceful "older kid" got to keep the camera. They also had one of those motorized nut machines that had the hot cashews circling on the lazy susan. The hot cashews, peanuts and mixed nuts were great. Pam Hoglen used to give me a million of 'em for a quarter. Also as a kid Ray's Golden Lion had a piano bar with dinner. We'd go there and listen to lounge lizard music and I loved it. Felt like a real big-city guy. Phil Jones 69 ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Upton (74) Hey Bombers, Please excuse me for this commercial announcement. I know this is read all over the country, this is for those of you still in the Tri-Cities. I will be performing this Saturday night the 17th, at RHS Auditorium. The show is at 8:00 and tickets are available at Safeway (my mom, Dukie, has been checking at Slaveway for 31 years). Tracy Tuffs is opening the show and will do about 30 minutes and then I'll do about an hour. It should be a great show! After the show I am asking everyone to go down to the Doubletree / Hanford House / (Desert Inn for us really old timers) for a little mini-reunion. I hope to see you all there. Thanks. Brad Upton '74 PS. Rick Fleming '73 and I used to ride our bikes down Williams Blvd. (from the 1300 block of Perkins) to the dike when we were about 12 or 13. We'd then ride down the dike behind Adrian's, leave our bikes on the dike and sneak through the parking lot and peer through a crack in the curtains at the topless dancers. It doesn't get any better than that for a 13 year old. It was somewhat difficult riding home however, in that aroused state..... ******************************************************* >>From: Matt Crowley (75) To Maureen Sullivan Fleischman: "Murine," thanks for the memories of the 1400 block of Marshall and life at CKS. Yep, during the summers, all the entertainment we needed was a season pass to the big pool. I remember you coming over to our house after dinners many nights to help Janie ('77), Patty ('80) and me get the dishes done quickly so we could get to the big pool fast and stay there longer, often until it closed at 9:00 p.m. And it was always a special treat when my brother Pete would take us - he knew how to have fun in a pool (still does). Summer nights are so light in Richland that it still wouldn't be completely dark when we got home (on our bikes, of course). I also remember how you girls had to wear those stylish bathing caps or they wouldn't let you in the water. Of all the families who lived on the 1400 block of Marshall back in the '60s, I think only the Gregers remain. But let's not forget the Sullivans, Schumachers, Foleys, Crowleys, O'Briens, Dahlquists, Kunklers, Wigginses, etc. Yes, I remember those amazing religion filmstrips at CKS. They were produced by "Eyegate Productions" (remember the big eye on the focusing frame?) The intro was that man proclaiming "The good news of Christ the King!" and then there'd be that corny organ music. Does that stir any memories for the thousands of other CKS alumni out there?! Lilacs are something I'll always associate with spring in Richland. My Col-Hi class ('75) even made it our class flower. I'm waiting for the bush in my front yard here in Grants Pass, Oregon to bloom. Just a few more weeks! -Matt Crowley ('75) ******************************************************* >>From: Mark Mattingly (77) To Maureen Sullivan (76): Hi Mo - you certainly get my vote for best memory-jogger. I'm suddenly reminded of a couple of things about Mr. Labreque. On a Monday after there had been a Bomber football game that weekend, he would harass Marc Kafentzis about how 'someday your body's going to feel the effects of all that punishment'. I don't remember if he did this a lot, but I think it was more than once or twice, and I KNOW Marc was not amused (Marc was still walking up-right at the 20-year reunion, and seemed to be just fine). Also one day he was blathering on, and for some strange reason he asked me to come to the front of the class and stick out my arm like I was taking a swing at him. He then grabbed my arm, turned his back to me, and showed how if he wanted to he could easily flip me on my back. I have NO idea why he did this, but I remember thinking 'will this help my grade?' It didn't. -Mark Mattingly (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Doris Johnsen (aka Ashleigh Talbot Gregor) (78) Hey all, I have been reading this page and find it pretty interesting - Does anyone remember hanging out at the Roller Rink (Roller-Rena?) and the gruff old man who worked there with the white shirt, suspenders and the cigar stubb always in his mouth? I would be terrified to give him my skate size, and hope that the skates he gave me were good skates and I wouldn't have to return them for a better pair, fearing his grumpiness. I loved the snack bar portion, as there was plenty of hamburgers, hot dogs, sodas and candy to choose from, my favorite was the watermelon flavored hard candies and the ZOTZ, get that sugar buzz going to blast around the rink. The best of course, was the colored lights and that distorted organ music blasting over the bad PA system. The "Snowball" and other games played, girls choice, boys choice, and then the girls bathroom, always with a layer of blue cigarette smoke hanging suspiciously in the air. I went back to see the Roller Rink a year or so ago, and it is all cleaned up, when you walk in, there is a long, long list of "rules" and I think even a "dress code" and the old man is no longer there. They painted over the city-scape murals with some neutral colors. Kind of sad in a way, but it is still there at least. Also, the Tastee Freeze. I really liked their fish-sandwiches. Does anyone know when the hill became "The Hill" at ColHi? And I had the fortune to have seen the inside of Adrian's when I was about 7 or 8. My uncle was babysitting me at the time, and decided that he wanted to go to Adrian's and somehow, I was allowed in because he knew the people there. I remember being given a plate of spaghetti in this one area where it was "safe" for me not to see anything, but I somehow slipped off my chair unnoticed and went to the room where the "action" was and got to see for myself the stripper with the tassels and all the people dressed up, drinking, smoking and laughing, music, it was really fun to see all the people just having a blast. The men wore suits, with their hair all slicked up and crew cuts, and the women, wow, they wore these tight dresses with the pointy bras that made much cleavage, their hair and fingernails all done up, with the Jackie Kennedy kind of shoes, pointy toe and very high heel with the little black thing on the end of the heel. (Which reminds me of hot days, and I would find those little black nubs stuck in the hot asphalt) Needless to say, I was soon "found" and escorted very nicely back to my table but by then, was no longer interested in my food. My mother found out and went ballistic, but I am grateful that my uncle took me there. It is a memory that is emblazoned in my brain forever. When I turned 21, I went to Adrian's (right before it closed down) and it was bare, with bad disco lights and disco music, and looked nothing like what I remembered and it was quite the let-down. My husband (Jan Gregor (74), brother to Madell Gregor (78) named a cat of his Adrian (now deceased) so it is interesting how many of us were intrigued with Adrian's. And from what I remember, it was pretty classy, with white table cloths and those red candles on the tables, a "clean" place, with waiters in black suits and ties. And to Christy Veverka, we were in Blue Birds and Camp Fire Girls together, my mother was the Camp Fire Leader. I still have photo's of you and Denise Todish in my old bedroom on 406 Winslow - which just burned down last week :( - from one of the Camp Fire Girl meetings. Anyway, what a nice treat to see the old memories. -Ashleigh Talbot Gregor (78) ******************************************************* >>From: Keith Hunter ('??) any one have a catalog of items sold at dawson richards? -keith ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo ('??) To: Rick Polk-Bob & Cathy Cadd Send me information on the Kim Killand & Marc Peterson idea. Kim was also a good friend. Kim played little league baseball for NBC coached by the legendary Joe Hedges and Woody Killand. Kim was an awesome pitcher. We won the league that year. I remember taking a shower Saturday morning listening to the radio and the news came over that Kim and Marc had been killed. I think that was also the day of a high school dance? Sad day. ******************************************************* >>From: Vicki Owens ('??) TO: Richard Trujillo (62) Nope, can't say as I've ever tried fruitbat. Does it taste like chicken? White ants are very tasty in groundnut sauce (adding to that nutty flavor) and sautéed grasshoppers are amazing sweet. They tell me that a certain species of rat makes quite popular kebabs north of the Nile in Uganda. I could become a vegetarian just thinking about it! TO: Jeff Curtis (69) Thanks for the memories of the Big Pool. When we grew up and hit Col Hi (ok, ok, Richland High) we also had to go there for PE the first and last week or two of the academic year. Funny how each day about half or even three-quarters of the girls had "health reasons" why they couldn't swim, when the statistics should have been more like 15% on any given day! I know the Big Pool officially became the "George Prout Memorial Pool" at some point, but don't remember when or why. Can anybody out there tell us who George Prout was and why the city chose a swimming pool to memorialize him? TO: All Have you ever thought about how unusual it was to grow up in Richland? I never thought about it at the time because it was all I knew, so I figured it was (I was?) normal. But after I moved away and experienced life elsewhere, I began to realize how totally unique Richland was. We had virtually no crime, no old houses, no old people, no unemployment... Then there was the rarity of having a nearly classless society. Whether or not our parents were "somebodies" or "nobodies" in their previous home towns, when they moved to Richland they left that all behind. Most of us didn't even know what our parents did. We all just knew that, "My dad (and/or mom) works in the area." Can you imagine how strange that must have sounded to anyone from any place other than Richland? What area?! What do you do in an area?! Our friends' parents were from every state in the Union, and so lots of different customs and beliefs were shared, and tolerance learned. And because most of us had our cousins, aunts and uncles living far away (my dad was a mountain boy from Montana and mom is a transplanted Louisiana Cajun -- they met and married at Hanford), our neighbors and schoolmates became like extended families. I wonder whether there is any other place on this planet that is anything like Richland. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vicki -- No place like Richland on this planet for sure. -Maren *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/14/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Roberts (49), Ralph Myrick (51), Millie Finch (54), Paula Beardsley (62), Kipp Quinlan (64), Bob DeGraw (66), Rick Valentine (68), Mike Franco (70), Sherri Fisher (74), Christy Veverka (78). Shelley Williams (84), Kelly Gustafson ('??), Lori Hogan ('??), Sean Lewis ('??), Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Roberts (49) To Renatta Ouren-Harrod You are related to Fred Ouren (49) are you not? Great guy. We tipped a few together in those early days and had some wild and wooley times, huh Fred? -Richard "Dick" Roberts (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) If you want the "unsigned person" who found a 49 church league basketball schedule, it was me Ralph Myrick('51) Senior moments you know. ******************************************************* >>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54) To: Skippy - what a wonderful surprise to see your name one day in the Alumni Sandstorm. Actually it was the same day that I submitted some info. I have wondered where you were - if you are still in Naches,????(questions) - if you are healthy, how is Clarence, etc. I would love to hear from you via e-mail. Luv you my friend. If you are in the area, us girls of '54, meet the 3rd Fri of each month at Granny's Buffet for lunch (time is 11 or 11:30) and we laugh and carry on and stay as long as we want to. Would love to see you there. On April 7 I had put some questions to you Bombers about the houses in the city. One questions was "How many dormitories there were for men and women, and how much the rent was? The answer is: 8 dorms for men; and 17 for women. The rent ranged from $15 to $22.50/per room. Regarding the "D" and "G" houses, there were only 8/ea built. The "H" houses (250 built) was rented for $50/unfurnished; and $62.50 furnished. These were 3 bdrm homes. My source told me that the "L" house(44 built) was the only 4-bdrm. However I heard from Maren and her sources have it that the "G"; "K"; "Z" were all 4/bdrm as well as the "S" house (she called it the "Monster" house as it was the biggest house that Hanford built at a whopping 1754sq/ft (plus a basement) and they built only 19 of them. Anyway it was fun to find this info (taken from the 50th anniversary celebration that was held at the Fairgrounds. To: Paula (Beardsley) Glen? - I couldn't find your e-mail; but I want to order 2 of your dad's book. You know how to reach me and give me what-for of what I need to do. Love to your family. Class of '54 - don't forget to get yourself registered for our 45th reunion - and also to join in with Club 40 to enjoy all Bombers who show up. I sure do enjoy reading the input from everyone and don't forget Mother's day is coming next month. Until later......... -Millie Finch Gregg (54) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) to Vicki Owens: The "Big Pool" was named the George P. Prout Swimming Pool on Feb. 20, 1961. George Prout was the former VP of General Electric and general Manager of Hanford Atomic Products Operation from 49-52. Just one of the little tidbits you can pick up in "the Long Road to Self Government" book - Still taking orders. Let me know if you are interested. Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) TO THE HETRICK AVE. GANG! I just heard from Bonnie Timmerman (63). Her address is [deleted for privacy] and she now lives in Boise. She would like very much to reach Laurel Richards. Laurel, I don't have your e-mail address, but please drop Bonnie a note, or someone out there send me Laurel's e-mail address so that I can forward it to Bonnie. [Kipp--don't have an e-mail address for Laurel -Maren] Don Doud (64) - you and I were talking about Bonnie and some of the other Hetrick group at the last reunion. You might drop her a note. Her folks were killed in a house fire in 1980. -Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) To Mike Sheeran: I wish I could meet you at the ole Bomber Bowl and put the hurt on you, but unfortunately I can't get there very quickly. Maybe this Summer. I think I do remember Charlie getting hurt. What happened to the Burkester? Haircuts: I got my buzz at the barbershop at Densows. Don't remember the fellows name. Didn't take him very long. Put the ole number 1 attachment on it was over in seconds. Funny, they did the same thing to me when I went in the Army. I see that Mr. Chitty is still around. Great P.E. classes. Fishing at Welsian, Golf out the back door, bowling at Atomic Lanes and the most fun of all...... WAR BALL!! Kids now days can't play WAR BALL because some poor little whimpy kid might get hurt. Some parents are afraid their little darling might get a little red mark where those little rubber balls hit them. I remember I had the imprint of those balls on many occasion. I remember on one occasion Mr. Chitty grabbed a ball, threw it at a kid and hit him in the back so hard it knocked him down. I remember Mr. Davis coming over and showing us how to jump on the trampoline. P.E. Classes were great at Carmichael Big Bad Burly Bob DeGraw 66 ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Valentine (68) Just thought I would add the story behind the "68" Homecoming bon fire. The homecoming bon fires were held for many years on the corner across the street from the police station. I don't remember what year, but around 65 0r 66 they were banned. The class of "68" was told we could not have a homecoming bon fire, so a group of us planned an unauthorized version, as I remember, it was somewhere out towards Benton City. The sight was kept a secret until the day before the bonfire so the facility would not know its location. The night of the bonfire I took the picture that was in the yearbook, only it was kept hidden until the yearbook went to print. Then Bruce Jorgensen and myself changed the bonfire photo for another one before the yearbook went to print. Boy did we catch **** for that! Anyway that's how an unauthorized photo of an unauthorized homecoming bonfire got into the yearbook. Rick Valentine (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Franco (70) Sorry, It was I (Mike Franco) who is the "unidentified" who wrote about Gene Bernard at Chief Jo forcing us to cut our hair... and yes, I remember the girls' skirts being examined as well... and thanks Rick Polk for the memory of our friends Marc and Kim..... great guys. Reminds me of Chief Jo teacher and coach Mr. Harvey who we lost in the tragic fire at Wallowa Boy Scout camp. Chief Jo Pow Wows were big events but our grade school carnivals were really big!!! ANyone remember those Jefferson carnivals? Those cake walks were big deals. Any Jeffersonians remember Herb Campbell, 5th grade teacher? We all thought he was pretty cool! Mike Franco 70 ******************************************************* >>From: Sherri Fisher (74) I have a question! Who was and how are "CRABS AND RONA"? Does anyone else remember this? ******************************************************* >>From: Christy Veverka (78) To Doris Johnsen Kumbiya my lord, kumbiya....... how many times did we sing that? I have the most wonderful memories of campfire, and your dear mother, how did she put us with us. I appreciate the time and effort she put forth more than ever now that I have children (teenagers). I attribute part of who I am today to those Bluebird and Campfire days,..... no blame intended. I visited with your dad at the mall, and he brought me up to date. It was nice to see him, say hello to your mom, please! The memories on Winslow will live with me forever, sad the house burned down. Are there any more of Mrs. Johnsen's campfire girls out there? Remember our camping trip at Lehman Hot Springs? What a hoot!! I think we should have a Campfire Girl Reunion. To Vicki Owens Didn't everybody's parents work in the "Area"? While dating my husband, (an out of towner) his friends teased me about glowing in the dark, and or coming from stuck-up Richland, I didn't realize such a stigma was attached to Richland. We are farmers, (downwinders) a neighbor who ran for the Senate made a lot of noise about Hanford, and living downwind, I will say no more. When the sirens alarmed us that there was a problem (a vile with chemicals was found), and we would possibly have to leave our homes, people out here panicked, justifiably so, I'm sure, but.... my father always reassured us about the safety precautions. As my neighbors called to ask if I was going to take my children out of school that day, I reassured my neighbors things were probably just fine. Maybe I feel too secure with Hanford, I hope so, FFTF is part of the view from the front of our farm. I wouldn't change growing up in Richland, stuck-up no, pride, yes. Everyone have a great day!!!! Christy Veverka(78) :) ******************************************************* >>From: Shelley Williams Robillard (84) I laughed out loud when I read Vicki Owens' memory of our parents working in The Area. I still find myself saying that when talking about my father to other people. I get some pretty strange looks. I also have very fond memories of the Big Pool and riding bikes along the dike and park paths. In fact, here in Moses Lake, our spring break was last week and I loaded up my two boys and we drove down and rode bikes along the river. I also remember some great games of Old Gray Ghost with the kids on the blocks around Torbett, Jadwin and Johnston. I remember someone (I think it was Moore's) had the biggest German Shepherd I have ever seen. His name was Kinger, and he always carried around, not just sticks, but logs in his mouth. If he didn't have something in his mouth, he would try to bite your bike tires as you rode by. He was a nice dog, just didn't like tires. Another thing was swimming lessons at Chitty's. I know these are still going on and I wonder just how many Richland kids learned to swim there? Too many good memories to list in one sitting. Greetings to all!! -Shelley Williams Robillard (84) ******************************************************* >>From: Kelly Gustafson ('??) RE: Old stories To Maren: I love reading all the old stories from all of you I lurk every morning before my son wakes up! Its unimaginable to think of a society that didn't think about the haves and have nots. What a great place to be! When I was in 7th grade and moved from 702 Birch St. to Meadows Springs I lost a few friends because I wasn't a "Townie" anymore. Its quite interesting how some people changed their perception when that whole area began to be built. Even though Richland's grown so much it will always be the small town I grew up in that was a great place to be raised, and make many friends for life no matter where we all are now. I'm sure with you having family in Louisiana you might have visited Houston and when I show my family around town and you see these old money Oil homes those houses in Meadow Springs are the size of these folks Maid quarters! HA! HA! Keep up the great work its much appreciated! Kelly Gustafson ******************************************************* >>From: Lori Hogan ('??) OK Crigler, I know that we're getting older, but... you are partially right about J.C.Penneys and the huge staircase off to the right of the store. And yes, Robinson's was on the corner when we were in High School... I think both of my mother-in-laws worked there during the late 60's. Clara Nugent Kasinger and Elly Hogan. On another subject ... The Wedbergs and the Hogans want to know if anyone has started working on our 30th reunion coming up in the year 2000? Let us know if you hear anything. See ya at the Bomber games:-) -Lori and Mike. ******************************************************* >>From: Sean Lewis ('??) OK, I have gathered a few random thoughts, sparked by recent readings, none of which would singly be too interesting. But together, they form, uh... a collection of just barely interesting things. First, yes, Mr. Labrecque was a classic and one of those teachers that I look back on and realize that I truly didn't appreciate all that he had to offer (although I and I imagine most others did appreciate him plenty at the time). Loved his accent and sense of humor. He could bring shy kids out of their shell a little. He always would return everyone's test pages folded in half with some creative abbreviation of their first and last names written on it so he'd know who they went to. More than a few of those abbreviations of his became nicknames, I believe (mine, for one).... also, put me down in the "unclassifiable" category with regard to the Mosquito Man.... I chased him around plenty but mosquitos still love to chew on me, unfortunately. Maybe it's because those of us who glow at night are easier for them to locate? Kinda like a big neon sign: "Fresh Blood Here!"?... oh, yeah: those Mattingly brothers ('77) are again in an excellent band, by the way (the Kevin Jones Band, I believe), over here in the Seattle area and I hope they don't mind if I plug 'em! Haven't seen them yet (hope to soon) but a good musician friend of mine has and he says they're definitely well worth going to see and hear. (Mark/Mike: you want to post the band's website on here? Come on, people would like to know about it). Plenty of memories of them at Pep Assemblies playing Led Zepplin’s "Heartbreaker" (it rocked!!) or Chicago’s "Beginnings" tune with Mike Peterson singing. Gotta support your local Bombers, you know... I also had Mr. Gentle for a math class and thought he was one of the most caring, nicest, "Gentlest" teachers I had ever had, and it's **** sad that people like that have to put up with some of the %$#!!**&$#!! that some students dished out. I admire him and so many others for putting up with us!!! (For the record, I am completely in favor of an across-the-board 15% (if not better!) pay raise for Washington State teachers, and if lawmakers wanted to find the money somewhere, they could). There. I'm off the soapbox. Next! -Sean ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Collins Burbage ('63) I think a reunion in 2000 would be great. It would be nice to see people who graduated from other classes. Are there any Bombers out there living in the Longview-Kelso area? My husband just accepted a job down there and since I will be retiring in November, we will probably move there after the first of the year. I would be interested in any information about areas to live in, etc. -Mary Collins Burbage ('63) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Beginning Sunday, April 18, 1999, I will temporarily suspend sending your Alumni Sandstorm via e-mail. I will restart this service as soon as I get moved to North Dakota and get my computer up and running again. In the meantime Gary will be posting the ALUMNI Sandstorm on the Daily Sandstorm site at: You all need to be sure that you can get to that site for your 'Daily Dose of Memories' while I am off line temporarily. IF YOU CANNOT get to that site, you need to send e-mail to Gary and he will be happy to send it via e-mail .. you've GOT to ask, though. It will NOT be an automatic thing. Thanks for your support. Bomber cheers, Maren Smyth (64) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/16/99 ALL Bomber Alumni Links site has had 34,385 Bomber hits. Alumni Sandstorm site has had 2,099 Bomber hits. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Donna Williams (60), Buddy Tadlock (61), Kathy Lamb (62), Donna Bowers (63), Jean Armstrong (64), Pam Ehinger (67), Len Huesties (70), Michael Curtis (70), Kellie Walsh (77), Faith Liikala (82), Ferna Hicks ('??), Rose Boswell ('??), Unsigned ('??), Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Donna Williams Thompson (60) Someone mentioned a brother-in-law (I think) named Carl who drove a school bus. Could he be the Carl that started driving in West Richland about the 58/59 school year? He had reddish sandy hair and was fairly young. Our driver before him was Joe. I don't think I ever knew their last names. Joe pretty much had our number but I felt a little sorry for Carl while he got to know us. We could be just a bit rowdy on the bus. Joe used to stop the bus along the road and just sit there and quietly wait until we settled down. I don't think it ever took long for us to get the idea. I think he would have sat there forever if we didn't shut up. He reminded me of my dad. Does anyone know why there was an old sewer just below John Ball? For some strange reason I've always wanted to know why it was there. -Donna Williams Thompson (60) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Noah (Buddy) Tadlock (61) Date: Thu Apr 15 02:09:40 1999 Married Peggy Johnson (class of '63) in 1964 and moved to Boise, where we still live. ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Lamb Brown (62) How surprised I was when I saw what Larry did for my birthday. I had some great responses and touched based with more of my special Bomber soul mates. Thanks to you all. Mom (4th grade at L&C) is coming down tomorrow for a visit. She'll be here for about a week. So anyone who wants to tell here hi or go fly a kite, send her a note on my e-mail [deleted for privacy]. That would be such a wonderful surprise for her. She is good friends with all our old teachers. Now is your chance. baa -Kathy Lamb Brown ******************************************************* >>From: Donna Bowers Rice (63) Just thinking about tolerance developed while living in Richland, what a joy not ever really facing the extremes of either poverty or mansions while we grew up. Where we live now this is really apparent. It was so amazing to find at the age of 50 while taking a college religions course here in St. Louis that we never were brought up to know such differences in religion that other parts of our country did. We never even thought that about Irish Catholics shouldn't date Italian Catholics while we were in high school, or that Missouri Synod Lutheran fought each other when the Lutheran Church developed divisions. I can only remember going to West Side United Protestant Church and not feeling any different from a Lutheran or the kids from Central. In fact the best church dances were held at the LDS church. I feel truly blessed to have lived in Richland as I grew up. Does anyone know where Kathy Collier is? I usually go to all the reunions, just can't get enough of those great people I grew up with and I never see her there. She was a hoot at Chief Jo. We had many slumber parties and she attended them all. At that time everyone went by their initials so everyone was KR, KS, Barb. She was known as KC. I am forever indebted to her for the song Shon-say (sp)? You know the one Shonsay, Shonsay, Sing a little Paris song... It must have really made an impression because I can remember 3 verses to this day and I have visions of her floating down the Philips basement stairs in shortie pajamas entertaining us all. As a matter of fact, I've sung it twice in Paris - goes well there with a little wine and a fountain. Thanks to all you Bombers for such fun memories! Donna PS Brad Upton - I used to baby-sit you. How far you have come, you were a little mischief maker back then, too. I'd love to see you perform. We'll be in Richland July 17th weekend. Will you be around? Say hello to your mom Dukie - 1st class lady. -Donna Bowers Rice, Class of 63-Not finished just begun! ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) I barely remember Chitty's pool. I can't remember if I learned to swim there, but, my sister, Gayla Armstrong (class of '74) did. I remember going with Mom to her lessons.. I do remember the skating rink. Fun times were had there. I think that was my favorite place to be on a Friday or Saturday night. Last month my daughter, Kasey, who is a 5th grade teacher in Tucson, had a fundraiser for her school and we all went skating for 2 hours. That was a challenge. I did it and didn't even fall once. But then, I hung on to her all night. Talk about the memories coming back. It was almost like I was in Richland and 12 years old again. Also, hanging around Zip's. Mom used to make fun of us "tooling" Zips. What fun we had just driving around in circles. I remember going to North Richland to the movies before the Uptown Theater was there. The one show that sticks in my mind is the Invaders From Mars. I still have nightmares about that show. I remember that the people would go outside and the ground would open up and you would fall though a hole and then they put a needle in your neck and you became a zombie. I remember the wind was blowing and every time the wind blows and I go outside at night, I watch for holes. The things we remember...... I was so scared at the movie and I remember my Mom trying to point out the zippers in their Mar's suits to prove that they weren't really from Mars. I wonder now, if she really could see those zippers. I never did. Living in the Valley of the Sun, (Phoenix area), I look back and realize how lucky I was to have grown up in Richland. We never had to lock our doors, we could sleep in our back yards, and we could sneak around and snatch fruit from our neighbor's trees without the fear of being shot. In this area people have bars on their windows and doors, don't dare try to take a walk at night, let alone sleep outside. Our freeways are a "free for all". Drive by shootings seem to be a daily affair. The traffic is horrendous. The memories are flooding back. Thanks, Bombers.. It is so neat to go back in time and drag out these memories of all the neat things in life that we seemed to have stuffed away.. Whoever said, "You can't go back in time?", must not have lived in Richland and Graduated from Col Hi..... Til next time, - Jean Armstrong Reynolds ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) To Rick Valintine 68. The Bon Fires were ban after the 1965 fire! There was a big fight between the Pasco Bulldogs and some CBC guys. Some ended up at the ER with some good cuts. I was a sophomore then so when we were seniors we made a big ball of String! Wooppee!! But glad to see your class had some guts!! Also in regards to the Air Raid Sirens. I lived on the corner of Wilson and Thayer. We were the last house. The Hanford bus lot was right behind us and Jason Lee was two blocks to the West of us. There was a Siren right across the street in the Old Cherry Orchard. When it went off the dogs howled and ran to hide!! It was a noisy thing! At Jason Lee in Kindergarten we either hid in a closet or under our desk, can't quite remember which it was! The mind is loosing it!! How many will be at the Cool Summer Nights on June 19-20th? We'll be there with our Hand Painted 73 VW Van!! The Ol Hippy Mobile!! Hope to see some old and new friends there!! Bomber's Rule Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Len Huesties (70) Gary, I noticed two yearbooks today in an antique store in Richland. They are from the Class of "55" and "58". She is asking $25.00 each and really at today's rates, it's a bargain. I mentioned the Alumni Sandstorm and she agreed to box them up and hold until Bomber Alumni had a chance at them first. Located at Klais Antiques and Creative Framing (Robley Johnson's old studio) 705 The Parkway. Charlene Olson (Gibson 1970) is the owner and can be reached at 509-943-0002. -Leonard Huesties (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Curtis (70) I guess growing up in Richland is akin to growing up Catholic... as much as one attempts to get beyond its influence, it's near impossible to shake it. In response to an earlier entry, I believe the number for the Boyle Fuel Company in Spokane was Fairfax 8-1521..."for every heating problem be your furnace old or new, just call the Boyle Fuel Company and they'll solve them all for you." Anyone remember "K-K-K-Kenny from K-K-K-Kortens" (here to bring us Comic-c-cal Cartoons)? And those odd little nose whistles... humanitones? Was in Richland a year or so ago and noticed banners festooning the light posts on Lee Blvd. They read "It's Right in Richland"... noting the conservative nature of the area and it's legislative and congressional representation, probably more accurate than intended. Michael Curtis (70) (<-- was babysat by Paula Beardsley) ******************************************************* >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) Shelley Williams Robillard mentioned taking swimming lessons. I never took swimming lessons at the Chitty's. Oh, nooooo! My mom and dad had me take lessons from the "Master" -- none other than Fran Rish. We lived just a few houses down from them. I vividly remember being about 5 years old and Fran telling me that there was an alligator in the filter. Nothing like the fear of being chomped in half to make you want to dive right in. Actually he was very funny and made the lessons fun (in a scary sort of way ...). And in high school, he was always giving us kids a bad time. Anyone else have Fran Rish stories? And speaking of swimming, did anyone else take lessons at the indoor YMCA? Every summer, starting at about in 2nd grade, our neighborhood gang (the Colemans, and the Filips) would take lessons there. I think first you were in Pollywogs, then Tadpole, then Fish, followed by Flying Fish, graduating to Shark and then the coveted DOLPHIN! And of course there was "Free-Swim" time. The Y also was home to the local swim team. There was a gal my age who was the star of the team from the time she was about 10 yrs old to high school. Her name was Barb Knect -- nobody swam like Barb. She held a lot of records and went on to swim for UW I think. -Kellie Walsh Patterson '77 ******************************************************* >>From: Faith Liikala (82) I remember the CJ Pow wow's --- a little singing talent, the dance, but most of all those delicious cinnamon rolls. Any of you remember the groovy black light dances at Chief Jo in the 70's?? Linda Lawless and I got to skip out of school, walk to Grigg's and buy records (45's) for the dances courtesy of Uncle Bernie. -Faith Liikala (82) ******************************************************* >>From: FERNA HICKS ('??) I have been gone from the TriCities for a long time and it is great to read about all the times that I must have put on the back burner. Wow the memories that come rushing back, mosquito man, spudnuts, the owner always gave us little kids the holes if we pressed our nose against the window, driving or walking the Uptown. Does anyone know the name of the history teacher who (from what I gather) left Col High in the 60's? The class of 58 had one of the best class reunions last Sept. and now we are members of the Club 40 Club. Does anyone remember the "hump" out by West Richland? A lot of fathers wondered what happened to their shocks. I am looking forward to keeping up with all the old friends. -Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Rose Boswell Smith ('??) To Millie Finch Gregg. My sister in law was Priscilla Hall Boswell I don't think she has any info on the class reunion for 1954 if I give you an address can you send her something? Send me e-mail and I will give you her physical address for reunion stuff. Thanks Rose Boswell Smith ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Unsigned ('??) To: Anne Collins Moyers Enjoyed hearing from you about your memories of music class almost 50 years ago. How about an E-mail address from you. Thanks Unsigned ('??) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Pugh ('59) Well, that was fun! I agree with him about "Titanic" - what a turkey! Just returned from the Durango Bluegrass Meltdown and have a new toy - a mandolin. Don't have a clue what to do with it, but it's cute. I named it Jesse. -Diane Pugh ('59) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/17/99 ALL Bomber Alumni Links site has had 34,612 Bomber hits. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Remember: Starting tomorrow you'll have to find your Daily Dose of Memories on the internet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2 Bombers sent stuff in: Jackie DeVries (62), Jamie Worley (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Jackie DeVries Brown (62) I remember the hump well. Caroline Burke lost her oil pan there. My dad ran the projector at the theater at the North Star in North Richland. -Jackie DeVries Brown (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Jamie Worley Hills (64) I was reading some of the back issues of the Sandstorm that were sent in March while I was back east. I saw Frances Coehlo's name mentioned often. I also had him for art in the first grade at Sacajawea. I remember him well. I was bumbling through an art class one day when we were supposed to make something out of clay. (I had already told my parents I was quitting school over having to draw a squirrel) Having to do something with clay was just about more than I could deal with. Anyway Mr. Coehlo picked up this ball of clay, promptly made a dinosaur, glazed it, fired it and when it was done gave it to me. I'm sure he felt very sorry for me. I still have that dinosaur and it sits in my bathroom today. Mr. Coehlo's initials are on the bottom with the room number, or class number, 7. I have always treasured it. Jamie Worley (64) ************************************************** *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/18/999 ************************* The Alumni Sandstorm is being brought to you by the 'temp' Gary Behymer (64)
Maren Smyth (64) EDITOR is making a move to North Dakota. ************************* 19 bombers sent stuff in today: Richard Anderson (60), David Brager (79), Mike Davis (74), Patty Eckert (68), Donna Williams (60), Kathy Moore (69), Miriam Lewis (76), Kay Lynch (60), Jane Walker (62), Marriem Sampson (68) Pam Gilmore (74), Paula Beardsley (62), Lee Bush (68), Diana Fowler (70), Gloria Adams (54), Joanne Sumner (69), G. Paul Krueger (84), Maryanne Greninger 67), Robert Posenauer (73) ************************* >From: Richard Anderson (60) Its up!! And it looks - dare I say it? [of course!] - just terrific. [You did,Rick...and it looks nice. ED-Gary] ************************* >From: David Brager (79) The link to the Richland High '79 class reunion has changed. Click on 1979 ************************* >From: Mike Davis (74) Although I missed it on the Sandstorm, I was told someone had written in telling about the decrease in the quality of spudnuts. Well, I do know this - if Barlow was still around he'd kick a bag of potato flour out of your @#*&. ************************* >From: Patty Eckert (68) Had to write in again to thank a couple of neat people (Bomber's of course) for sure; first off love the idea of a All Bomber Reunion in 2000, good idea at the fair grounds ......time is running now short for such an undertaking, is it for sure?. Second, thank you Rick Valentine, my class of 68 also -- who had the nerve and foresight and Bomber Guts to switch the bon fire picture for our anual. Its a treasured item now knowing even more so the details of how you got that picture in there. And thanks for my graduating year becoming "real history". I have to also say the opening picture of the headlights coming up Lee Hill was also a treasured photo, as I had never seen such skill with the lights blending and running like that photo was made to look, fantastic stuff for sure, and in color to boot!!! Third; to Larry Brunelle (64), love your bomber signature, very creative, hadn't thought that was possible, I really like that. Thanks for sharing. Good Luck Maren on your big move and set up time in North Dakota. Your NoDak home is beautiful! Good Luck to your whole family. Bomber Cheers! -Patty Eckert (68) ************************ >From: Donna Williams Thompson (60) I sure do remember going to the Star theater. I didn't remember the name of it though. I don't remember it costing $ .15. It seems to me that it was $ .07 when I first went there and $ .10 or maybe $ .12 later. I think I went there every Saturday that we didn't go to Grandma's house in Sunnyside. We gave a Christmas concert on the stage once. I saw a picture of the choir at the John Ball/North Richland reunion (90?). I was in the front row on the end and my husband actually found me in the picture. Remember when we used to get things like mumps and measles? I got the mumps one summer and got over them and was ok for one day, then I got them on the other side. What a bummer that was. I wasn't sick the first time but boy was I sick the second time. My mother was getting really mad at me because I couldn't make it out of bed before I threw up. There I was sick as a dog and my mom yelling at me. The only way I could have made it to the bathroom would have been if I had just stayed in there. What a way to spend summer vacation. If I remember right a case of the mumps kept you out of commission for 2 weeks, so it wiped out a whole month of my summer vacation. I got ring worm while at John Ball too. I got it on my back side and we couldn't get rid of it. I don't know how long it persisted but is was a LONG time. It's the only thing I remember going to the doctor for (other than mumps and tonsillitis). I think I had to see the doctor 3 or 4 times. Finally my best friends mother (Carolyn Perks' mother was Poe Perks and I believe she was a nurse) told my mother about a vet up near Spokane that she thought could cure me. My mother ordered a little bottle of medicine for me and it worked. I think it was bedadine (sp?). Anyway, I did learn a very good lesson about covering toilet seats. -Donna Williams Thompson (60) ************************* >From: Kathie Moore Adair (69) Any help here? trying to find Cheryl Nierman of 1969 for our 30th reunion. Can you put out feelers to the class of 1970 and see if anyone knows where Steve Nierman is, or what his parents names were. I would appreciate it if you could steer me in any direction. Thanks a lot. -Kathy Moore Adair (69) ************************* >From: Meriam Lewis (76) Talk about water memories. I too had lessons at the Chitty's. I also (Hi Kellie Walsh Patterson-'77) took those classes at the YMCA but I don't think I got further than the FISH category. I've never been much of a swimmer but I can keep from drowning in placid waters. I also remember the Big Pool. I can close my eyes and smell that smell of overheated chlorine and sweaty children and just see that blue sky spreading overhead. Kellie, I remember Barb Knecht also. She lived on Davison about two blocks from my house and yes, she was a fabulous athlete, swimming as well as everything else. That really impressed me oh unathletic person that I was. Sandy Shively (I think she went to Hanford but the CJ people would know her) was another good swimmer. I think Franco mentioned the Jefferson carnival. Those were really fun. And I have a photo of myself walking the cakewalk at the CJ pow-wow (I was wearing the hideous glasses that I was to ditch for contact lenses a year later). Didn't win the cake, though. Faith Liikala mentioned the black light dances at Chief Jo -- Margaret Resch and I used to produce the posters for that, and paint the dancers and their clothes the whole time we were in junior high. I still have a poster I did of the Medusa with fluorescent green snakes for hair--it's deja vu all over again. Margaret and I loved our art classes with Marianne Ford. Does anybody know where she is now? -Meriam Lewis (76) ************************* >From: Kay Lynch O'Shea (60) Someone mentioned The Great Flood of '48 (?) the other day and that brought a lot of memories flowing back. We lived in the first block after GWW and we knew our house wasn't in danger - probably. What I remember about the big flood was how excited the dads and big brothers were, as they trooped over to fill more sandbags. Excited, not fearful - it was a fine adventure - and we got to bring thermos after thermos of hot coffee to them. I remember at least 3 floods but just one that was Great. When the water level had dropped and there were no more adults around, my sister Pat and a neighbor kid and I took our bikes across "The Highway" and positioned ourselves at the top of the ramp-like access road. Down the hill we rolled, yelling at the tops of our lungs, then SPLAT! into the brown, silty water. The brown, silty, cold-as-ice-water which only came up to our waists. We stood there, weighing the additional punishment we would face against the thrill of walking our bikes into Really Deep Water. At that moment a great, slick shape nudged my leg and then slid its entire length along my thigh, very much like a slimy cat that wanted petting. Oh Mama! I was up that ramp quicker than you could say "sea monster!" My sister and the other kid went on ahead but the cold drove them back before they got too far. We did come back with our swim goggles but the water was too murky for us to see much. Still, it was a *great* flood. -Kay Lynch O'Shea (60) ************************* >From: Jane Walker Hill (62) I sent an E-mail message out to all '62 classmates, that I had an address for, asking you to reply with: mailing address, telephone number, fax number, etc... Thank you to those who replied. Many have come back as undeliverable... SO...IF YOU DID NOT GET MY E-MAIL, OR HAVE NOT ANSWERED IT YET, PLEASE E-MAIL ME THE INFORMATION. I am keeping track of the class for ease in future contacts. THANKS!! -Jany Walker Hill (62) ************************* >From:Marriem Samson Bradford(68) I've enjoyed reading all the memories and catching up with some of the old gang. I just got this sent to me and thought how this webpage is allowing us to reach out to some of those "old friends" Thanks for all you hard work [Cannot print print forwarded items with >>>> marks..thanks for your smiles and note..... -Gary] ************************* >From: Pam Gilmore Knaur(74) To: Donna Bowers Rice (63) You asked if Brad Upton (74) was going to be in Richland this weekend, You are in luck. He will be performing at RHS Saturday evening, April 17. I have to put a plug in for him. We caught his show last month at the Seattle Comedy Underground and came home with sore ribs from laughing. He is very funny and gives you an evening of great entertainment. Don't miss it. (how was that Brad, you know where to send the check) On another note, I have enjoyed my evening memory jog into the Alumni Sandstorm. So many things I had forgotten. Although, I feel like a grew up on the other side of the tracks. I haven't heard any memories from Alumni that lived in the SW area of Richland. We too, had a shortcut to school, (Marcus Whitman and Carmicheal) It was a concrete walkway that cut through the houses from Wright to Cottonwood. It kept us from having to walk through the intersection near Detriech's Market. The house I grew up in was called a Bauer Day (sp). All the streets were in alphabetical order, Bolder, Camden, Concord, Dallas, Dover. What a great neighborhood to grow up in. Remember the days when we could leave our front doors open at night while we slept. Does anyone remember playing in the shelterbelt along the bypass? -Pam Gilmore Knaur(74) ************************* >From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) TO Mike Curtis (70) Yes, I remember you Mike- You were a pain in the B---- just kidding. Are your folks still on Tinkle? Have lost track of them since your Dad quit going to Kiwanis with Dad. As for the those banners you saw, they were put up by the Chamber to encourage Richlanders to shop in Richland instead of going to Kennewick or out of town. I don't think there was a political conotation (sp) - you would be the one to think otherwise tho. Reading about swimming lessons, the Beardsley girls took their lessons at the big pool, heavy duty chlorine and all. I think the only time I ever went off the high board was during a class and it scared me to death. Still like to swim so must have learned something over the years. My 17 year old son took swimming lessons for about 8 years at Chitty's. I was always impressed with the staff they had. They were all so patient and good with the kids. I don't know if they are still giving lessons or not. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ************************* >From: Lee Bush (68) To: Michael Curtis (70) I remember K-K-K-Kenny from K-K-K-Kortens and his c-c-c-comical cartoons! To get in you either had to pay or have a sales receipt from Uptown Thrifty. Also, regarding those little "nose whistles", they were kazoos. Those didn't have kazoos would blow through an empty cardboard candy box to make a whistle type sound. One of the movies I won't forget is Sinbad, where he finds the lantern with the genie boy inside. They make their way across or through this island at one point walking over a bridge above a lava flow. Along the way they encounter the dreaded cyclops on the beach and engage in a life and death battle. Thanks for stirring up some memories. -Lee Bush (68) ************************* >From: Diana Fowler Bernard (70) This note is for Jamie Worley (64). Not sure if you're who I think you are, but my maiden name is Fowler and I grew up and lived at 1010 Thayer Dr. There was a Worley family that lived behind us and Larry was a friend of my bother Skeet (Don) Fowler. I have fond memories of his sister making a dress for me for a neighbors wedding, I was the flower girl. Could that be you? I might be way off base, getting old and can't remember a lot of things, but I do remember the name Worley. Let me know. I still have my pink frilly dress in my cedar chest. -Diana Fowler Bernard (70) ************************* >From: Gloria Adams Fulcher (54) Someone asked who the History teacher was that we all loved. It was Mr. Kelly for our decade. He was just the greatest guy. He definitely favored the sports stars in his classes, but he was such a nice guy I don't think any of us girls ever got mad at him about the favoritism. This web site has been such a GREAT thing. I was able to make contact, for the first time in 46 years,with my Maid of Honor. She has never been to a reunion and I had lost total contact with her. I've also heard from other good friends who were very dear to me then, and we share old memories of fun times. Millie Finch (54), you wonderful life long friend of mine, we're doing just great. How are you? What fun memories we have!!! Remember when your brother had a crush on me? Other terrific teachers we had were; Miss Brown, English and Homeroom, Mr. Wheeler, English, Miss Reddecop, Shorthand and Mrs. Johnson, Alegebra. Does anyone know where any of these people are now? Does anyone remember what radio show Mercedes McCambridge was on? I used to love her voice. -Gloria Adams Fulcher (54) ************************* From the FIRST Richland Bomber Alumni Page Guestbook >>From: Joanne Sumner Petrie (69) Date: Fri Apr 16 14:53:46 1999 What a fabulous site!!! I just found this site two weeks ago and am having a ball reading all the wonderful memories of fellow Tri-Cityites! Hello to the class of 69', I'm looking forward to seeing you in August for our 30th class reunion. ************************ from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: G. Paul Krueger (84) Date: Fri Apr 16 19:31:31 1999 I am very impressed with the amount of work that has gone into the creation and maintenance of these web sites. I work with web pages every day, and know that it has taken these "spinners" a great deal of time to weave these sites. Keep up the great work! ************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Maryanne Greninger Merritt (67) Date: Sat Apr 17 15:37:05 1999 note to class of 1967!!! It was so great to hear about this site from my brother, Lars [class of 1960]. I recognized a few names, like Barbara Clarke [I think we were scouts together, and Kathy Hills. Also Kenny Davis was great to see there, a former kindergarten crush. ************************** from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Robert Posenauer (73) Date: Sat Apr 17 22:34:10 1999 I thank my friend Doug for letting me know of this site. Please add me to this ever growing list of people from a great high school (though my grades never proved it). ************************* >From: Gary Behymer (64) The format for this will not be as neat as Maren's. She has it down to a science with the way the emails wrap at a certain number. Best to all and to all a good nite. 'still crazy after all these years'. -Paul Simon *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/19/99 ******************************************************* My ISP was down on Sunday from about 6:30 PM to 8:30 AM this morning. Here is my first real day on the job and there is no Sandstorm...Say Maren, when is it you will be in North Dakota. Sorry to say that I do not have all of the time necessary each day to be putting this together in the fashion that Maren does. She is great and has figured out how to shorten the typing area to eliminate those extra spaces that you might see on this version of the Alumni Sandstorm. I also have a full time job as general manager for the Almota Elevator Company. I will have been with Almota for 25 years as of August first of this year. Our Port facility is located at Almota, Washington which is several miles below Lower Granite Dam on the Snake River. -Gary Behymer ************************* ************************* 5 Bombers sent stuff in today: Rick Valentine (68), Kellie Walsh (77), Pam Ehinger (67), George Barnett (63), Loretta Hertz Hinz (71) ***************************** >>From: Rick Valentine (68) The Picture on the (68) Columbian end sheets was a time exposure, not sure how it ended up on the end sheets (I guess the Columbian staff must have liked it). As my memory serves (considering my advanced age), Bruce Jorgensen and I set the camera up in the back of his pickup parked on the hill, not long afterwards, a Richland Policeman pulled up behind us, Red lights flashing, we were parked in a no parking zone (note the no parking sign in the photo), and wanted to know just what exactly we were doing there. When we explained what we were doing he did let us take several exposures before he made us move on, the whole time with red lights flashing. To Bruce Jorgensen (68) Are you out there reading this yet? -Rick Valentine (68) ************************* >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) To Miriam Lewis - Wow, those infamous CJ black-light dances! The designs you guys painted on the dancers were terrific. I especially remember Bernandine Schmidt from our class as being a "regular" dancer that was featured. Guys and gals from each grade, usually those who were the best dancers, were selected to dance on top of tables that were placed throughout the dance floor --- kind of a "Sock-It-To-Me" Laugh-In sort of thing. You also mentioned Sandy Schively -- you're right, she was also a great swimmer. But she was a Bomber just like us. She's living now in Walla Walla. ************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Hi Gary! Thanks for taking over for Maren!! I know you have One Big Job on your hands. But I'm having some problems, first I don't get a notice that there is even a Sandstorm, I did find it on the Internet, but some of the sentences are soooooo long that I have trouble capturing them, plus I can't save them in my Bomber File of the internet. Any Ideas for me? Thanks Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ************************* >>From: George Barnett (63) Hi Gary, I don't think you know me but I certainly feel as though I should know you after all you and Maren have done for us. Please put me on your E-mail list to send the sandstorm. Also let me know Maren's new address when she checks back on the air. Also if you ever make it down to Tucson, let me know in advance, and if possible I will do what I can to see that you have a great time. I've been here for over 35 years, am a retired Police Detective, (now a P.I.) and know all of Ariz. very well. Also my brother Jim Barnett lives near me in Sierra Vista, Az, Bomber class of 80. He is an engineer at Fort Huachuca. (pronunced wa-chuk-a ...Sorry Vista, Az.) Anyway [deleted for privacy] is Bro Jim's address and he would also love to get the sandstorm. We Thank You -- Geo. & Jim Barnett ************************* >>From: Loretta Hertz Hinz (71) Hi! My name is Loretta Hinz. My maiden name was Hertz. (I now go by Lolly) My family lived in Richland from about 1950 to 1968. We owned and operated the Hertz Motel at the Y. I have 12 brothers and sisters, and we went to Lewis & Clark Elementary School, Christ the King School, Carmichael Junior High, and Columbia High. I was in 9th grade when we moved to Spokane, where I still live. I just heard about this website this weekend, and heard that some people were asking about my family. I would like to hear from anyone connected to us, and will try to help out with addresses, etc. of my siblings if I can. Please write and we can share some memories! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/20/99 ************************* 11 Bombers and 2 announcements today: Gary Behymer (64), Richard Anderson (60), Charles Gilman (59), Dave Peyton (66), Dave Hanthorn (63), Sharon Sasser (64), Jerry Hicks (65), Maryanne Greninger (67), Robert Posenauer (73), Leslie Jones (76), Jeff Hollingshead (85), Phillip Jerman (86), Melissa Diamanti (92) ***************************** >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Richland Anderson(60) to the rescue. He has volunteered his time to put the Alumni Sandstorm together and all I have to do is 'upload' it. What a great favor. Each issue should be on the site by 11 PM [PDT] otherwise I will catch it at 5:30 AM in the morning. ************************* >>From: "Richland" Anderson (60) Maren darling! Hurry back!! This is way too much work for a shoddy keyboarder like me. Folks, you have no idea of the amount of work that Maren puts into the Alumni Sandstorm. The biggest chore - and one that will not be caught up with until well after her return online - is maintaining the database of email addresses. I am, of course, "Richard"; Gary has Richland on his mind, and who am I to correct such a lovely typo? There may be some duplication of entries from the RHS guestbook and the krookmcsmile guestbook. I am too lazy to look through the archives to find out. ******************************************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Charles Gilman (59) Would have been Class of '59. I'd like to hear from people who know me. ************************* >>From: "The Peytons" (61, 63, 66) April 15, 1999 (tax day) hi all, Dear Bombers of the past,I sure have enjoyed reading everything in the Sandstorm. I was born at Kadlec back in May of 1948. Were any of you guys in the Boy Scouts back then? My dad was a boy scout leader and the morning I was born he was out on a camp out with his troop in North Richland. Friends of my mom had to call the Hanford Patrol and tell them to go and find him so that he could get to the hospital and be with my mom. Boy, talk about dedication on Dad's part. Thoughts are great of the good old days. Remember Frontier Days. I have a picture that was taken of my Mom, Dad, two brothers and myself during Frontier Days of 1948. Dad had his wiskers and all. We lived down on Benham. Dad moved the family in 1956 to Benton City. He said he needed more room to.... whatever. I have two brothers who are older than me. Ron, who would have graduated from Col-Hi in 1961 and Don, who would have graduated in 1963. I would have graduated in 1966. I have always thought of myself as a Col-Hi Bomber person... Many more stories to come. By the way, my Dad was Ken Peyton. Does his name bring back any memories to anybody..... Later.... Dave..... ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Dave Hanthorn (63) Class of '63!! I would have to have been on the other side of the world to miss the 35th reunion last summer. Unfortunately, that is just where I was, in Bangkok, Thailand for my brother-in-law's funeral.If you recognize my name and remember me, drop me an e-mailand say hello! ************************* From the FIRST Alumni Guestbook >>From: Sharon Sasser (64) Can you help?I am trying to locate JoAnne Powers, from the Class of '64. If you have any information, or have seenJoAnne since graduation, please contact me. ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Jerry Hicks (65) Location: Kingsville, TX Class of 65 I'm down here working for Boeing. I have ahome in Kennewick, and I can't wait to get back. This is a great idea. I hope to hear from fellow classmates. ************************* From the FIRST Alumni Guestbook >>From: maryanne greninger merritt (67) note to class of 1967!!! It was so great to hear about this site from my brother, Lars [classof 1960]. I recognized a few names, like Barbara Clarke [I think we were scouts together], and Kathy Hills. Also Kenny Davis was great to see there, a former kindergarten crush. So glad to see all the n added note I was born and raised in Richland but at 9th grade went to St. Paul's School in Walla Walla. I would love to hear from fellow students from the class of 1967. My family and I moved away from Richland in 1966 but I keep in touch with a few people. Write to me at my email address. This webpage is such a great idea. mar ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Robert Posenauer (73) Class of '73 I thank my friend Doug for letting me know of this site. Please add me to this ever growing list of people from a great high school (though my grades never proved it). ************************* >>From: Leslie Jones Engelhard (76) I opened this morning's edition of my local paper (the Bremerton Sun) and was surprised to see an article about the "revitilization of downtown Richland". A big picture of an antique store with owner Tara Erben graced the front page of the business section. The articlestarts out like this: "Try getting good directions to Richland's downtown shopping district and you might end up driving in circles." There are quotes from David Harvey, Jim Walton, VJ Meadows, Jan Wahl, Charlene Olsen, Tara Erben, John Erben and mayor Larry Haler. The focus of the article is a comparison to what Richland is doing with their downtown area (the Parkway) and what Bremerton is trying to do with its downtown - revitalize! What a small world it is too...a few turns of the pages later and there's an advertisement for Brad Upton's (74) comedy show here locally! He'll be here Wed. April 21st - for one show. Sounds like a must see! Leslie Engelhard ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Jeff Hollingshead (85) Class of '85 previously posted but changed e-mail address. I finally got out of Richland and relocated to Arizona, where I work as a counselor / case manager for severly mentally ill people. Life is good down here, and a little hectic. ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Phillip Jerman (86) I have lost track of most people since graduating from college. It would be great to find out where people from the Class of '86 are and how they are doing. ************************* From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Melissa Diamanti (92) I have lived in Spokane for almost 7 years.I have been a cosmetologist for those seven years and now own my own station. I have an interpreting degree for the deaf and hard of hearing and occasionally am called upon to do that. I am currently finishing up a BA degree in geography and a minor in international business from Eastern. This summer I will be touring some parts of Europe and with any luck by next Jan. will be moving to Australia for 6 months. Life is good! I occasionaly get down to visit but not very often. *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/21/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff in today: Dick Harris (49), Kathy Rice (58), Gary Behymer (64), Clark Riccobuono (71), Julie Ham (77), D'Lana Russell (92) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Harris (49) To: Gary Behymer - re: Port Industry Just thought that I would let you know that I, too, was in the Port industry. I was Manager of the Port of Chelan County for 23 years, here in Wenatchee. I have known a number of the Port personnel and commissioners from the Port of Whitman County, over the years. You probably know William (Billy) Harder from Kalotus. I worked for his uncle, Leo Peot, on a ranch just a few miles east of the Harder place, between Kalotus and Washtucna, during the summers at WSC (Now WSU, of course) My two roommates were Hans and Leo Peot. Small world! See ya! Dick Harris '49 ************************* >>From: Kathy Rice Veverka (58) Thanks you two for all your wonderful work. I may need help getting on the web to receive the Sandstorm. We were and are so lucky to grow up and old in Richland and I was in the class of 1958, and as you know we had our reunion last year for forty years. My pride and joy daughter had her 20th. Her name is Christy Veverka (Wegner) and mine was and is Kathy Rice (Veverka) and I married to Chuck Veverka, the class of 54. We must send in his reunion information, 45 years!!!! Thanks again. Kathy Rice Veverka PS - also another daughter, Bomber, Kim Veverka Berna - class of 81, who now teaches school in Kennewick. She is our " Golden Girl", ask her friends. ************************* >>From Gary Behymer (64) "Memories of the Farmers Wife" by Beth Tampien is now available. This is a reprint of a book that Beth wrote many years ago. Beth's son Paul was in my class of 1964! Hi Paul! She will be at the Richland Library, with copies of the book, this Saturday from 10AM to 2PM. Order by calling (206) 324-1126 Museum of History and Industry 2700 24th Avenue East Seattle, Washington 98112 The cost is $24.95 + 8.6% to King County + $5.00 shipping and handling . Call first to get a total. Thanks for the Mrs. Tampien...mmmmm Beth. I am sorry I cannot make it Saturday but Colfax business will keep me home. For those of you who live in the Richland area, stop by and see Beth (;-) ************************* >From the FIRST Guestbook >>From: Clark J Riccobuono (71) Hello to all my friends. This is great way to keep in touch. I would like to find my classmates. I live in Puyallup and have worked for Wonderbread for 24 years. Also run my own Aquarium Business. Go BOMBERS. Our thirty year is coming soon and David, Tom,?, and I are ready to defend our Golf title......... ************************* >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) That picture of the funny! I guess everybody had one like it. My brother Jack says that he remembers the 5 digit phone numbers (vaguely). I don't remember it at all. That all may have changed by the time I was old enough to appreciate the telephone. My other brother (Joel) had a phone like that in his house. His son's friend went to call home one day and didn't know how to use it. He'd never seen a rotary phone before. He put his finger in the hole and pushed - down instead of around... Julie Ham Froehlich (77) ************************* >From the FIRST Guestbook >>From: D'Lana Russell (92) Great website!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Interesting pictures of Richland. Class of 92 see in 2002!!!!!!!! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/22/99 ************************************************************ 3 Bombers and 2 announdements today: Gary Behymer (64), Richard Anderson (60), Richard Trujillo (62), Jamie Worley (64), Paula Petersen (79) ************************************************************ >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Gary e-mailed the following to the people in the e-mail database: ***** A N N O U N C E M E N T ***** All Alumni Sandstorm Bombers: While Maren is packing/moving to North Dakota, I have been posting your Daily Dose of Memories to the Daily Sandstorm site If you would like me to send your Sandstorm directly to you via e-mail, you need to ... let me know your name (including maiden name if applicable) and your class year. I will add you to my temporary list until Maren returns.. You've GOT to ask, though. It will NOT be an automatic thing. You've GOT to ask, though. It will NOT be an automatic thing. Gary Behymer ('64) "Still crazy after all these years" -Paul Simon P.S. Send me your memories, too. ************************************************************ >>From: Sub-editor Anderson (60) ***** A N N O U N C E M E N T S ***** i) We imagine that the devoted readership of the website edition of the Alumni Sandstorm has noted that it doesn't look so hot; the short explanation is that: "We hate you." However, we love you and are beaverishly ascertaining that the Netscape/Microsoft cabal is responsible for it all. In any case, we'll get it fixed soonest. ii) The submission of entries has fallen off. I am of the opinion that the reason is that most submissions came from the e-mail recipients of the rag, and that they are not yet comfortable with sending in stuff from the web edition. I have added an e-mail link at the end of each issue, so ... submit away! We'll know that all is well when the "dazed and confused" crew weighs in again. ************************************************************ >>From: Richard Trujillo (62) To George Barnett: Just read your entry about being a retired Policeman...was that in the Richland area or Arizona? Anyway, I was trying to locate two Bomber friends that were police officers (I believe in Pasco). Their names are Richard Mumper and Jim Sasser, both from class of '62. You are from class of '63, right? Does anyone else out there know of their whereabouts? By the way, Arizona is a beautiful place...we will be going out that way the end of May to see our daughter. Gary and Maren: Ya'll (that's Texas talk) are doing a fantastic job. I've really enjoyed the pics and memories....thanks. Richard Trujillo '62 ************************************************************ >>From: Jamie Worley Hills (64) RE: "The Farmer's Wife" Gary, I received a call this morning from Beth Tampien. She will be at Richland Library this Saturday, the 24th, from 10:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. for a signing of her book "The Farmer's Wife." She said she called the Tri-City Herald and they were going to put a notice in the paper but not an article or anything more explanatory. She asked if we could put this on the Internet. She would love to see as many who would come, whether they buy a book or not. I hope that those who still are in Richland and remember her columns will go and see her. She really is an amazing woman. Thanks a lot. Jamie Worley Hills '64 ************************************************************ >From the FIRST Guestbook >>From: Paula Petersen Drake (79) Great site! I found it kind of by accident and spent way too much time exploring! I also have many fond memories of growing up in Richland. The stories I have found here have made me chuckle and think a little bit about what a great place it was to grow up. Heck, I met my best friend and husband of 20 years in highschool. Yep, me and my Billy D. (class of 78) are still sweethearts! I would really like to touch base with a lot of old friends. (Kurk Watts, Jim Bates, Tony Toddish, for instance.) My good friend and childhood confidant, Gayle Walley Burnham, sent me on my way to find this awesome site. Really looking forward to the reunion this summer and seeing everyone I missed when I didn't make it to the 10 year. I was in the hospital having our 5th baby. Bill and I live near Mardon in the Potholes area not far from Tri-cities. Would love to hear from anyone that remembers us. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* That's it for today. Please send more. ************************************************************ Another 14 more to be added on top of the 143 from last nite + now another 3....Geeeeeeeee *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** No Sandstorm on the 23rd.... Please send more entries. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/24/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers sent stuff in: Claris Van Dusen (48) Donna Williams (60) Kathleen Lynch (60) Don Panther (62) Brent Joyce (63) Sharon Sasser (64) Larry Holloway (64) Vickie Andersen (67) daniel laybourn (70) Nancy Green (75) Penny Webster (75) ************************************************************ >>From: Gary Behymer (64) Just an example of 143 requests to be added to the email Alumni Sandstorm...that arrived this morning. Just goes to show that people want their mail DIRECT (;-) Gary [Ask, and ye shall RECEIVE! heh heh -RA] -------- Message -------- RE: Re: Sandstorm via e-mail From: Kelley Jensen Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1999 21:26:29 -0700 -------- thanks gary..kelley payton (class of 72) ************************************************************ >>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) Hi there - About 3 weeks ago, I sent Gary an entry via the web instead of regular e-mail. It was when the Sandstorm was temporarily sent on the Bomber Web site a while back. Anyway, Gary never received it, and unfortunately, I didn't save it (too bad cuz it was a long entry full of memories). I did everything right I think: I clicked on the icon at the bottom of the page where indicated to send in entries, Gary's address appeared on the addressee's line, clicked "send " when I was done, but POOF -- suddenly it was a victim of cyberspace. Both Gary and Maren replied to me when I sent another message via e-mail saying that my entry never appeared -- neither of them received it. So maybe that's what other people are experiencing -- maybe that's why entries are so few. Just a thought - Kellie Walsh Patterson '77 [Everybody: I included this as an example of someone having a problem posting an e-mail from a "" link. Let me know if you are having any problems and I'll try to help you out -- Sub-editor Anderson] ************************************************************ >>From: Claris Van Dusen Troutman (48) Yes -- Please continue to e-mail the Sandstorm to me at: [deleted for privacy] My name is Claris Van Dusen Troutman (was Knox for a couple of years from 1950 to 1954). Have lived here in Portland, Oregon (Milwaukie, actually) since 1966. Have been enjoying the reminiscing by former Bombers. Don't know any of the "new" kids (post 1948), but it's fun reading of their Col-Hi experiences and memories. I still remember and love Dupus Boomer. Best Wishes! :) ************************************************************ >>From: Donna Williams Thompson (60) I remember going with my parents to a little tiny restaruant that used to be along the river in what is now Columbia Park. I loved going there and getting chicken and dumplings. After a flood, I think later than 48, everything was condemed and it was turned into Columbia Park. I think the little building was still there the last time I went through the park several years ago. Another place I used to go to eat at a later date, post 1960, was a place in the Richland Y. I don't remember the name but it was a railroad car. My favorite there was fried oysters. Before we left North Richland I buried a jar with some stuff in it, a time capsule. The only thing I can remember that I put in there was a piece of paper with my dad's name on it so if anyone found it they could find me and let me know. I buried it by Beaver Pond. I tried to figure out where I might have put it about 9 years ago and couldn't even tell for certain just where the pond had been. I sure wanted to find that stupid jar, still do. Donna Williams Thompson (60) ************************************************************ >>From: Kathleen O'Shea (Kay Lynch '60) Here's another one to add to the list of Things About Richland Nobody from Boston Will Believe: Did you ever try to describe "tumbleweed-gliding" to somebody from Boston? Try telling them about the days before the windbreaks were well-established, when winds of almost tornado force whistled across the new settlement, picking up A-House roofs, sand by the dune and barely-sprouted front yards. Those same winds flung tumbleweeds of all sizes against any structure strong enough to stand up to them and if you were a skinny little kid, this was your Big Chance. You'd pick out the biggest, roundest Grandpa-tumbleweed from the neighborhood's abundant selection and carry it to the west side of the field in back of your house. There was an art to grasping the "struts" at the bottom of the weed before it could scratch your freckles off, but once anchored, you could hold it over your head and run like crazy in the direction the wind was blowing. The less you weighed, the higher you'd be lifted - and at the very least, you'd be lifted high enough to take giant strides across the field. Now, that was living! But try to explain it to your aunt in Fergus Falls... Kathleen O'Shea ('60) ************************************************************ >>From: Don Panther (62) You're [Gary] pretty brave to take it all on by yourself. You'll never really know what you've done for lots of people who write, read and talk about to other Bomblers and wannabees (imports from across the country) who've come here to work at Hanford and can't believe the unique community we have here. The Tri-Cities really is a pretty neat place. I served as a "Loaned Executive" to the United Way here and learned some interesting facts. There are about 2200 United Way offices across the US & Canada. Out of all those, the Tri-Cities is #12 in per capita giving! That even as the Site is down-sizing. All of the Sr. management that have "passed through" here in the past three years. And I saw many examples of the giving/caring spirit during the fund drive this year. Keep up the good work Gary, and don't be afraid to back off if you're overloaded. Don Panther ************************************************************ >>From: Brent Joyce (63) Yes please add me to your list. I don't write back much but my wife prints off the letters and I read them while I'm working those late night twelves. They really bring back memories. The Richland School district is remodeling Carmichael -- second time in ten years. It sure is torn up down there. Hanford is wanting to become a AAAA school with Richland. The school board is taking comments but doesn't expect to make any changes for at least a year. I suppose it will change the boundries, but it would be sort of nice to have the two schools closer to the same size. Later -- Brent Joyce (63) ************************************************************ >>From: Sharon Sasser (64) Hi Gary- Thanks for the follow up on JoAnne Powers. I would like to receive the Sandstorm via e-mail. Guess I've been missing out on class news all this time -- didn't even know there was an alumni newsletter! Sharon Sasser '64 [Sharon, are you in for a surprise - check out the archives --RA] ************************************************************ >>From: Larry Holloway 64 To Clark J. Riccobuono (71): I was just wondering if your mother is the same one that knew how to make a hamburger stretch. If she is the same one who knows Sally Wodehouse then tell her I still remember that wonderful dinner. Tell her hello for me and that I'm only joking. Hope your parents are both OK and doing fine. To Don Fisher: Pat Mageehon says to tell you he still remembers you and loves you very much. He really misses the Magee calls, says you were always his favorite. Larry Holloway 64 ************************************************************ >>From: Vickie (Andersen) Simmons (67) I've been thinking a lot lately about Miss Brown my English teacher in my Senior year. I spent a lot of time water skiing rather than attending her class and she found me in the hall one day and told me she'd flunk me despite my earned grade if I missed another one of her classes. I attended every day after that ... and a wonderful thing happened. Her love of reading really rubbed off on me. She turned out to be a teacher that had a real profound impact on my life in a very positive way. I'll never forget her. Vickie (Andersen) Simmons Class of '67 ************************************************************ >>From: daniel laybourn (70) please Gary, if it's not asking too much...I'd like a cheeseburger...and the sandstorm, of course. daniel laybourn, de-facto webmeister for the class of 70. thanx ************************************************************ >>From: Nancy (Green) Harris (75) I would like to hear from anyone from my class or from the class of '74. ************************************************************ >>From: Penny Webster Smalley (75) What a fun and interesting site. My good friend Pam Gilmour Knauer (74) clued me in to all of the fun she is having reading the notes everyday. I will certainly look forward to the continued stories and browsing around the info I have missed up to now! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/25/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: Mary Henderson (55), Gene Johnson (57), Nancy Mallory (64), Cheryl Moran (66), Lolly Hertz (71), Sherry Foreman (73), Susan Hill (74), Dave Trent (75), Kelly Weil (81) ************************************************** >>From: Buzz and Mary Henderson Jochen (51 & 55) Boy, have we enjoyed this site! I try to read it every day that we're in town and my husband John Clark (Buzz) Jochen (51) reads it when he can sit still long enough. It's amazing the things that other people remember and while a lot of it jogs our memories, some of the things just don't ring a bell at all. We didn't really realize until now what a unique place we grew up in. It makes you want to go back in time and have things as they were then! Since Buzz and I married in 1983 we have moved around a lot and now have sold our house and are going to try being vagabonds for awhile in our 5th wheel trailer. If we don't like full-timing, we'll probably end up back in the Tri-Cities - can't stay away from this place! Once we figure out how to get back online from our new laptop (which we haven't purchased yet) and our cell phone, we'll be back in touch. We're looking forward to the 40s reunion this year and hope to see a lot of old friends there - or I should say former friends, not old! --Mary Henderson Jochen (55) ************************************************************ >>From: Gene Johnson (57) Howdy you all, I've been away from here for a while, and am now trying to catch up - I have a whole bunch of mail in this thing. A while ago I sent a little note about some happening at the drive-in in West Richland, got a nice response from Jerry Parker. Jerry I tried to send you a reply, but for some reason it didn't fly, float, zip or zap, or whatever these things do. So thanks for the response, and you do have a good memory: I did have a stud named "Kepler"; had him for 26 years. I could share a whole bunch more stories about times at the riding stables - maybe I will one of these days - but now I've got to wade through the rest of this stuff. Gary, thanks for the "Boomer" book! It brought back lots of memories. --Gene Johnson (57) ************************************************************ >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) Does anyone still have a beetle bomber? They were sold one year (maybe 62, or 63 or 64). I remember what fun class elections were. Some candidates went to great effort to be noticed and elected. When we first went to Col-hi they were still building, so those who wanted a hot lunch had to go over to Carmichael. I may have some class pictures from Marcus Whitman. Should I wait till Maren is back in action to scan and send them? --Nancy Mallory Johnson (64) ************************************************************ >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) Speaking of tumbleweeds, I once saw one used as a Christmas tree. A neighbor on Birch attached several together, set it on a table and decorated it. She must have had a vision and thought it was a good idea. Hey, I never knew about the "tumbleweed gliding". Sounds like it was as much fun as twirling small kids around in the yard on a warm summer evening. You know, you grab a hand and ankle and twirl around real fast till you're dizzy and they become airborne. That was before we heard any scary stories about arm sockets being dislocated, etc. I also would like to express how lucky I feel about our school days and never thinking of another student gunning us down. It's a whole different place now, I guess. Stopped into the Spudnut Shop a few weeks ago, and they are as good as ever. The City does need to put in a left turn signal at the intersection just south of Uptown though on GW Way. I waited thru 3 lights before I could turn left and I was still in a good mood when I ordered my spudnut!!! ************************************************************ >>From: Lolly Hertz Hinz (71) My maiden name was HERTZ, and I would have graduated in '71, but moved to Spokane in '68. I am one of 13 Hertz kids - 8 older, 4 younger than me. I am currently informing all of them about this great website, so they can check it out. Anyone who remembers our family - please write! --Lolly Hinz ************************************************************ >>From: Sherry Foreman (73) I remember hating Walla Walla refs. Were they really that bad? I lived on Snow, and we rode our Stingrays up to Densow's for ice cream. Every night we would play outside and wait for Dad to come home from Hanford on the bus. If he was sleeping and missed the stop, my Mom would pile us in the car and go pick him up from wherever. I remember having a 17th birthday party at Farrell's at the mall. My little brother Ken (class of '76) had his birthday on the same day as mine and he and all his friends were also having a party at Farrell's. We didn't like sharing a birthday then, but now it's okay since we're old and have no trouble remembering each other's birthday! I remember driving to RHS in my senior year from Snow so I could park in the senior parking lot. It took longer in the winter to warm up the car than it did to drive to school! Cool parents for letting me do that with the good car. One of my favorite classes was Biology with Mr. Harbour. For one test, he gave extra credit for whomever predicted the score of that night's Pasco/Richland basketball game. Pretty cool teacher. Shared that class with Robin Frister, Robin Hood and Chip Hooper. We laughed alot. Anyway, I wear my Bomber watch faithfully and saw the Bomber T-shirt at the B Reactor display at the Smithsonian Museum of American History. Pretty neat. So everyone keep the memories coming. It's fun. --Sherry ************************************************************ >>From: Susan Hill Rulon (74) My name is Susan Hill, class of 74, married to Bill Rulon, class of 64. I am a Bomber graduate who now teaches PE in the "girls gym". I love reading all the great stuff of years past. I do worry one day I may be the topic of conversation on the Bomber site!!! Thanks for all you do. ************************************************************ >>From: Dave Trent (75) Keep up the great work you guys. Brings back a bit of home each time I turn on this machine. Been away for over 20 years, and still miss the people and the area. --Dave Trent (75) ************************************************************ >>From: Kelly Weil-Austin (81) Reading all the memories from the various times of the year really makes me homesick, especially thinking about the summer! My earliest memory of summer was watching the hydroplane races when I was 4 years old. We were at the Kennewick home of somebody my dad worked with that had a deck overlooking Columbia Park! I remember the boats shooting up a lot of water and making a lot of noise, and what seemed like a never-ending supply of beer (for the adults only). As we got older, and learned to love the races and the whole Water Follies thing, trying to get the best view for the least amount of money became important! My mom didn't want us going into Columbia Park because of all the wild parties and bad influences we might encounter down there. We used to camp out on the Pasco side of the river with a picnic lunch. What a view! We would get sprayed when the boats came close. Besides the races, I really loved the big art show in Howard Amon Park! Great art and food. Do they still do that? Yes, even I took swimming lessons at the YMCA and Mr. Chitty's. Learning to breathe under water couldn't be easier when you have to dive for bubble gum! Why did we like that Bazooka Bubble Gum anyway? It was hard as a rock! Had to be the corny comics! I even took advanced swimming and diving lessons from Fran Rish. What a way to dive: bouncing off a mini trampoline to get height on a dive and be able to flip while you did it! Summer also meant taking an innertube to North Richland and floating the few miles from Leslie Groves park to Howard Amon park. If the current was right, you could even take a break on one of the mini islands in the middle of the river. I could never make that trip without a lot of sunscreen! I'd burn every time without it. I could never quite master water skiing, though. My first attempt was my junior year in high school, with Robin and Natalie Jordan. I can't tell you how many times I fell on my face trying to get up out of the water. Being physically uncoordinated didn't do much for my social life, at that age. Marching band really helped, though. Marching high-step and twirling/flipping a 6 ft flag pole in the air did wonders! I don't want anyone to tell me there was no sport in that. I never worked out so hard in my life! Warren Hopkins was a great mentor and helped me to become disciplined. Do any of you out there have summer camp stories? I went to summer camp once, when I was 14. It was Christ the King camp in Leavenworth. I remember the lodge I stayed in was across a rope bridge that crossed the Icicle River. I took the life saving/swimming course there and part of our education was participating in polar bears, where you were up at 6 am jumping into the river. Now I know why they call it the Icicle River! Anyone from the 80's classes who remembers me, please write me! I want to know how you are doing. --Kelly Weil-Austin (81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/26/99 Edited and assembled by: Temp Editor, Richard Anderson (60) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2 Bombers and 2 Bomber parents sent stuff in: Dick Harris (49), Kathleen Lynch (60) Edward G. Burnet (Bomber Parent) Walter (Whimpy) Jones (Bomber Parent) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) To Kathleen Lynch O'Shea (60): I really enjoyed your narrative on sailing tumbleweeds. What a phenomenon! It triggered something we used to do similar, a few years previous to your experience. I had three brothers serving in Europe during our "War Years" in Richland. Following V-E Day and V-J Day in 1945, all of them returned in the next year or so. My oldest brother brought me several mementos from his time in Germany. One was a captured German parachute. We used to take it to the Bomber Bowl and with the help of several kids, we would let the silk panels catch the wind and let the chute pull us across the field, all the time trying to dig our heels in to the turf. What fun! --Dick Harris '49 ************************************************************ >>From: Kathleen Lynch O'Shea (60) Thanks to a couple of readers who added their own memories about the uses for tumbleweeds. This Desert Velcro could be formed into almost anything - "snow" men, and forts so prickly both sides learned techniques for throwing without a bent-over followup: YIKES! What did we throw? Well, that was a little more complicated .... The time that still makes me shift guiltily in my chair was when my dad had a particularly splendid crop of gorgeous, fat tomatoes. (Oh, now *you're* sympathy-shifting! I saw that.) After our two forts were constructed and sides chosen we looked around for projectiles and my eyes were drawn to the tomatoes. "We can't possibly use all of those," I thought. "How about if we just take the green ones??" And we did. And it was a wonnnderful battle and a great day to remember, until my dad got home. To Susan Hill Rulon (74): I don't know if mentioning this to a PE teacher is an encouragement or not. Can't remember if this happened at Carmichael or Col-Hi but it was one of the biggest shocks of my growing-up years. We had a young teacher named Glenda Simonson. She was the only person I'd known 'Who Was Engaged', and she sat us down for little "talks" on a regular basis. I could look at her and know for certain that one day I would have short, curly hair, could speak in front of classes without terror, and - best of all - would be Engaged. Everything would somehow be different - I would be different! At that point, I tuned back into what she was saying in answer to someone's question: "No, you 'grow up' and your body changes but inside you are the same person you always were. I mean, I may be 27 now, but in my heart I'm still 12 years old." NOOOO! Miss Simonson, say it isn't so!! I'm still trying to get over that....... --Kathleen Lynch O'Shea (60) ************************************************************ >>From: Edward G. Burnet (Bomber Parent) We are the parents of five Bombers and we sure do like very much reading about all the children that were in school. We know many of them and we know many of their parents very well also. I had several Bombers who worked for me at the Richland Airport. Also the CAP boys. --Edward G. and Harriet E. Burnet Sr. Spirit Lake, Idaho ************************************************************ >>From: Walter (Whimpy) Jones (Bomber Parent) I am a PHS Bulldog but also a Bomber parent: Don Jones (64) and Janet Jones (67). Have been on the list for quite a while and want to thank Gary and Maren for the swell postings and your time consumming project. Were you aware that former RHS Principal Dutch Haag was also a PHS graduate? --Walter (Whimpy) Jones *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/27/99 Edited and assembled by: Temp Editor, Richard Anderson (60) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers and 1 Bomber spouse sent stuff in: Sally Tampien (64), Becky Coleman (64), Sandi Cherrington (66), Petra Nash (72), Paula Moberg (73), Audra Ellingsworth (92) ************************************************** >>From: Paul Tampien (64) Hi, I am Sally Tampien. I am writing for Paul Tampien (64). He has thoroughly enjoyed receving all the info. I guess you knew that his mother, Beth Tampien, was in Richland at the Library doing a book signing for her book "The Farmer's Wife". I think it is pretty amazing that she does this at age 90. We are planning on attending the reunion in August. From Richland we go on to Alaska for a cruise to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. See y'all then! ************************************************************ from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book: >>From: Becky Coleman Van (64) So glad to see this website. I have been in Puyallup, WA (south of Seattle) for the last 35 years - but I still miss the desert. I received the 35 reunion info and am hoping to attend this year. -Becky Coleman Van ************************************************************ >>From: Sandi Cherrington (66) I've been sitting back reading everyone else's memories and haven't sent anything in for quite a while. Spend most of my spare time updating the Memories Page with everyone else's memories. And boy has it ever grown!! What started out as (what I thought anyway!) would be a short project, has turned into 78 pages (to date) of approximately 56 years of memories. And we've only just started! To Nancy Mallory Johnson (64): You asked if anyone still have a Bomber Beetle? When I was cleaning in my storage shed a while back, I came across one that I bought in 1964 or 1965. If anyone has any pictures of Bomber Memorabilia, and would like them added to the Memories Site, please send scanned pictures to: [deleted for privacy] All of lives are so intertwined, as are our memories! -Sandi Cherrington (66) ************************************************************ >>From: Petra Nash (72) Gary, you're doing a great job filling in. But please put me on your list for e-mail. I also enjoy reading and remembering the things we used to do in and out of school. Does anyone remember the cinnamon oil we use to buy at Denslows, then we would soak toothpicks in it and chew on them. Thanks again. ************************************************************ >>From: Paula Moberg Bigelow (73) I don't know how all of the other readers feel about the goings-on in Littleton, Colorado, but as I read these entries, and reflect on my past, and growing up relatively carefree in Richland, I can't help but feel sorry for the kids, who will look back and have so many tragic memories of their high school days. I count my blessings and wish them the courage to go on. Thanks again for the memories, to Gary and to Maren in absentia. -Paula Moberg Bigelow (73) ************************************************************ >From the RHS Guestbook: >>From: Audra Ellingsworth Rogers (92) >From the class of '92. I'm now Audra Rogers. I got married in August '98 to a man with 3 children. I have a six year old daughter of my own that is just terrific and totally adorable. So that gives me a total of four munchkins to look after. I am also going to school at the WSU Tri-City branch campus and I will be working at the housing authority in Richland for a couple of more weeks. I'm working towards my teaching degree. I'll probably teach 3rd grade. It's a good age. It's been nice giving everyone an update on my life. Maybe someone can E-mail me and let me know what's up with them. Gotta go! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/28/99 Edited and assembled by: Temp Editor, Richard Anderson (60) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: Kathy Miller (58), Kathleen Lynch (60), Tim Smyth (62), Nancy Cruz (65), Pam Ehinger (67), Vicki Owens (72), Mike Davis (74), Kim Richey (74), Carla Delvin (77) ************************************************** >>From: Kathy Miller Cotton (58) I had totally forgotten about toothpicks in cinnamon oil. I can't remember exactly when we started doing this but I remember I always had one in my mouth. Were they the poor man's breath freshener or good tools to keep us from taking up worse habits? I came to Richand at the start of the 7th grade after having already attended Bridgeport, Brewster, and Kennewick schools that year. Then I got to sample Carmichael before finally going to Chief Joseph. Suffice it to say that this was a confusing year for me. I have a brother, Michael Miller, and he and I were in the same grade since 2nd grade. This made for interesting classes as he and I, by the time we hit the adolescent years, did not want much to do with each other. A lot of memories of mine have to do with band which I participated in through the 10th grade. I remember marching at football games when it was so cold that everyone's instruments froze up and we had to sing. That was a real "treat" for the fans. ;-) More mem's later. Hats off to the makers of this site. -Kathy Miller Cotton (58) ************************************************************ >>From: Kathleen Lynch O'Shea (60) Here's a quote from today's Alumni Sandstorm. It's a statement which I think expresses a lot about what's going on with many of the alumni who are involved in this remarkable publication: "All of lives are so intertwined, as are our memories!" --Sandi Cherrington (66) Not too surprisingly, here's what I read yesterday, right after reading the Sandstorm: "One of the gifts White Buffalo Woman brought to the Lakota people was the rite of hunkapi, the making of relatives. And today, when we really care about someone and want to be close to them through our whole lives, we adopt them as relatives -- as sister or brother or grandmother. I think this is what we are doing in our world right now -- becoming relatives. Becoming family with each other in a whole new way." --Brooke Medicine Eagle Wow. Thank you, Sandi! Thank you, "relatives!" -Kathleen Lynch O'Shea ('60) ************************************************************ >>From: Tim Smyth (62) Shame on me ... first timer. My sister Maren sure has got a nice thing going here. I finally got a computer at home. Maren's been sending the issues to my office since December. Have enjoyed hearing familiar names and stories about our times growing up. Being 3,000 miles away in upstate New York for the past 31 years, getting to Richland was a major project, but I was able to get to our 25th in 1987. The weekend was a blur. The thing that I remember the most was that the town had shrunk ... distances between points A and B were much shorter than I recollected. Must be that walking and riding bikes made the distance seem longer than they actually were. And all the growth between Richland and Kennewick. Amazing .... Does anyone have any more vivid memories than I of going on buses to bomb shelters ... must have been when I went to Spalding? I have only a vague memory. Have four daughters and two grandchildren (one of each). Youngest daughter just getting out of high school and wants to be a pharmacist, so work for many more years is a definite, unless we hit a lottery. Promise to write more often, now that the ice is broken. Have had conversations with Jeff Demeyer, Denny Damschen and Richard Trujillo in the past few months. Anyone know about Terry Durbin? -Tim Smyth (62) ************************************************************ >>From: Nancy Cruz Shoemake (65) My name is Nancy Cruz Shoemake, Class of 65. Please add me to your list in Maren's absence. I enjoy reading the recollections. There are two people I would love to hear from and have lost touch with. They are Joni Lee (65) and John Santangelo, would have been Class of 65 but enlisted in the Navy in 64. If anyone out there knows their whereabouts it would be neat to hear from them. Keep up the great work Gary! -Nancy Cruz Shoemake (65) ************************************************************ >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Well, I took a trip down memory lane the other day and was surprised to see how many Bombers we have lost. Some were very good friends, and it brought back some really Great Times! One name hit me hard: Jon Burnly - he and I were very close. His sister Lois and I were best friends, but unfortunately, as time has gone on, we have lost touch with each other. Does anyone out in Bomberville know where Losi might be? She graduated in 68; her little brother's name is Danny - not sure when he graduated. I'd love to hear from her! Thanks for the help! Gary, You're doing a great Great Job and I know we Bombers all really appreciate the hard work you're doing!! Bombers Rule -Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ************************************************************ >>From: Vicki Owens (72) To Sherry Foreman (73): Of COURSE the Walla Walla refs were that bad. (Did you really need to ask?!) I remember one particularly bad basketball game in that crackerbox gym that was home to the Blue Devils. It must have been in 1970, because as I recall Larry Chapin (71) was in his senior year. The Walla Walla refs had done a particularly bad job that night, and a rather physical disagreement broke out after the game. The net result was that one of the Walla Walla cheerleaders ended up with a broken arm. I remember telling friends about it the next day and they gasped. Then I let them know that the cheerleader was male, and that made everything all right! Since we're on the topic of sexism :-), some may remember the winter of '68 as being particularly cold and icy. (By Richland standards, of course.) There was snow on the ground for several days, and they may have even closed school for a day or two because of black ice on the roads. I was in Carmichael that year, my first in public school having just graduated from Christ the King. (I already felt like big stuff to have left uniforms behind.) Because of the horrible weather, the Richland School Board made the decision to allow girls to wear pants to school. Wow, no more flame-red frostbitten thighs! Once the weather improved, they decided that we could continue wearing pants. Revolutionary! We hardly knew what to do with this new-found freedom! Personally, I don't think I wore a dress again until the last day of senior year when we had our senior assembly. I wore my graduation dress for that occasion, and some of by old CK buddiess "ooohed" and "aaahed" and told me what nice legs I had. Blush! Speaking of graduation day, remember the all-night party? (Do they still have those?) My, but we celebrated! Somebody worked hard to make sure graduation night was memorable. I couldn't fathom that I was leaving my alma mater, lifelong friends, first-rate educational opportunities and committed teachers. I've set foot at RHS only once since that night 27 years ago, and that was about 25 years ago! It's only been in recent years (now that I'm an educator myself) that I've come to appreciate fully the many blessings that I took for granted in those days. Still, once a Bomber, always a Bomber! -Vicki Owens (72) ************************************************************ >>From: Mike Davis (74) I tried to send this the other day and apparently it didn't take so I'll try again. I am putting the finishing touches on the memory book about my brother Steve "Bear" Davis (Class of 72). Steve died unexpectedly nearly twelve years ago and left behind two very young daughters. The girls' memories of their father are limited. This book is an attempt to share many memories of Steve with them. The responses have been overwhelming: we now have accumulated nearly 100 pages of material comprising memories from friends and family, and other sections of the book. We would love to add a few more from other people. If you have a special memory of Steve, happy or sad, or would just like to include how you felt about him we would love to include it in the book. My family thanks you for the contributions thus far and we hope to see some more. Thanks again. -Mike Davis (Class of 74) ************************************************************ >>From the FIRST Alumni Guestbook >>From: Kim Richey Dykeman (74) Add me to the class of 74 listing I've signed this guestbook back in November and I'm getting all of the Alum. Sandstorms and Sandbox's but I'm still not on the Class of 74 listing with my other classmates. Thanks, -Kim Richey Dykeman (74) [Temp Editor's plea: Gary and Maren would REALLY APPRECIATE having some volunteers step forward to help out with maintaining the e-mail lists for the various classes. It isn't difficult and takes very little time; after all, the basic data is already entered. If you find out that you enjoy it you can make the leap to putting up an entire Class Website. Then you can add the coveted initials "BW" after your name: YourName, Bomber Webmaster! Just let any Bomber Webmaster know that you would like to join this select group and we will get you started. -RA] ************************************************************ >>From: Carla Delvin (77) I can't tell you how much I have enjoyed reading this newsletter. I am in CA now and the thought of a spudnut makes my mouth water. Can those things be air expressed? I graduated in '77 and do not get back to my hometown very often. It is nice to read what has changed or stayed the same! Thanks so much for putting me on your mailing list and please put my e-mail up also .... Thanks, -Carla Delvin ************************************************** >From Gary Behymer (64) My thanks to Richard Anderson (60) for taking all the time to edit the Alumni Sandstorm while Maren Smyth is making her way to North Dakota. (;-) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/29/99 Edited and assembled by: Editor pro tem, Richard Anderson (60) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Harris (49), Norma Culverhouse (49), Donna Williams (60), Julie Ham (77) ************************************************** >>From: Dick Harris (49) To Vicki Owens (72): Now you've done it Vicki! Triggered a memory about the Blue Devils' gym. Back in the old days I was a Bomber cheerleader, '44-'49. The cheerleaders used to ride to the games with the teams. Bomber icon, Gene Conley, was on the bus as the teams headed for a big basketball game in Walla Walla. As we approached Wallula, big Gene announced that he couldn't wait for the bus to get to Walla Walla. So, he went to the back of the bus and found something he could use as a receptacle. When we got to Walla Walla I discovered what Gene had found: MY tennis shoes. The Walla Walla school athletic officials, like most, were proud of their gym floor and weren't about to allow anybody, especially a Bomber, to go onto the gym floor in street shoes. So I did the only thing I could, which was to go out for cheers in my stocking feet. That was embarrassing enough, but then the Walla Walla crowd started to notice and decided it would be great sport to bring attention to this goofy Bomber cheerleader with no shoes. They started clapping each time I went out on the floor without shoes. Life's embarrassing moments! Great memories from Bomberville! -Dick Harris '49 ************************************************************ >>From: Norma Culverhouse King (49) I am new on line and am enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm. One of the reasons I decided to get on line is because my daughter Linda King Goetz (79) encouraged me because she enjoys the Alumni Sandstorm so much. Hello to my cousins Mary Jochen and Gail Renner. Enjoyed your memories. I remember when my family first came to Richland from Texas we had to stay with our cousins for a while because, as you old timers remember, we had to get on a waiting list before we finally got a three bedroom prefab. We thought that was a wonderful house. It was on Totten Street. Back then there was an irrigation ditch near Totten which my brother Fred and I went swimming in. Fred was one of the first students to go to the new and first junior high school in Richland. Would love to hear more from the old people: '47, '48, '49, '50. Thanks to Gary and Maren. ************************************************************ >>From: Donna Williams Thompson (60) I remember the bomb drills where they loaded us all on buses and pretended that they were going to take us on an escape route to a shelter. All we did was drive around a couple of blocks. That started when I was in high school. Before that it was in the hall of the school or under our desks, or at John Ball, out in the ditch behind the school. I always wondered what the shelters were like, how big etc., and where they were. Did anyone ever follow the escape route signs to the end? I wonder if they are still there. Does anyone know where Lynn Baker (60) from West Richland is now? -Donna Williams Thompson (60) ************************************************************ >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) We occasionally buy donuts for breakfast for our kids. My husband finally decided that he was tired of the gross grocery store donuts and went to the Spudnut shop (he, by the way, is from Montana and has no affectionate ties to spudnuts - he just knows a good thing when he tastes it!). Anyway, I about fell out of my chair when my kids said "well, they're o.k. but we like the other ones better!" I could only assume that they thought all donuts were cold, stale, dry. They have since learned to appreciate the great taste, freshness, warmth, aroma ... need I go on? I remember girls' having to wear dresses to school. Having only brothers, I never thought this was fair! They didn't have to wear dresses - not that they didn't want to! (Sorry guys - just a little joke there.) Then I remember when they finally said that we could wear pants - if we wore them under our dresses. I'm pretty sure that this is when the Pant Suit was invented. -Julie Ham Froehlich (77) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 4/30/99 Edited and assembled by: Editor pro tem, Richard Anderson (60) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff in: Ray Gillette (49), Sandra Atwater (51), Ramona Miller (54), Dennis Hoff (59), Pam Ehinger (67), ColHiLXVIII [Cyndy Brooks (68)], Miriam Lewis (76), Steve Hamson (80), Sandi Uhl (87), Jessica Lindgren (97) ************************************************** >>From: Ray Gillette (49) To Dick Harris '49: Your mention of a trip to Walla Walla for a basketball game brought to mind a trip in '48 when I was trying to attend every out-of-town basketball game even if I had to hitchhike to get there. That year I believe that I achieved it. But once, going to Walla Walla, Ray King, Jerry Blaney, and I were hitching and were picked up by a trucker who had space for one in the warm cab and space for two on the back in the open air. Ray King won the toss to sit up front staying warm while Jerry and I were freezing in the back. Was not a pleasant trip on that cold winter night but we did get to see our fine Bomber team beat the Blue Devils. BTW, was disappointed that the history of Bomber Basketball teams included those from '53 thru '?? but not the great teams of '47 and '48. How many remember that team including Gene Conley, Bud Rowe, Orville Marcum, Keith Roberts, Kay Conolly, Chuck Larabee, Junior Williams, et. al.? It was a great basketball team. Good memories of the forties. To Norma King: Welcome to the online world, Norma. It is great to see more of those who were in the BEST class of the forties getting online - 1949 of course. I am hoping to be able to hitch a ride to this year's reunion to be able to see all my classmates. -Ray Gillette '49 ************************************************************ >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Hi Norma [Culverhouse King (49)]------- I heard that you had gotten a computer from your kids (Jo told me). So glad that you are online and are beginning in good style by sending something to the Sandstorm! How many years has it been since we have seen one another? Lots! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ************************************************************ >>From: Ramona Miller Garcia (54) Was it really 1977 before girls could wear slax to school? I do remember the mid-50's when I walked from Mahan (near Van Giesen) to Carmichael each day in a skirt. And of course the style then was the "ballerina slipper" shoe -- so that meant no sox! Unfortunately there were no school busses for 'townies' so we all had to hike. Not a lot of cars for students in those days either. Good old days? I wonder! Someone mentioned the class (can't remember the name now --must have made a lasting impression on me) that allowed you to work in the school store and also made contacts for after school employment (I think it was Distributive Education). This alum couldn't remember the crazy teacher's name -- it was LONEY -- should have been loony. She was from Seattle; her family remained there and she commuted. She was one unusual teacher -- don't think she stayed long! Most of our teachers were A-l -- the best from all over the country. It was a great lesson in cultural diversification even before it was the 'politically correct' thing to do. In Richland we were ahead of our time. Also I remember well going to Korten's Music Store where we were allowed to take records into little booths and play them. Can't imagine why they were so nice to let us do that -- we ate peanuts in the booths. I'm sure the platters were greasy and salty when we got through with them. There wasn't that much to do in Richland in the late 40's and early 50's so Korten's was a treat. -Ramona Miller Garcia, 1954 ************************************************************ >From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Dennis Hoff (59) '59 rules! ************************************************************ >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Thanks to Shirley Collings Haskins (66), I have found my long-lost friend Lois Burnley. See, you can find old friends throught the Alumni Sandstorm!! It worked for me!! I sound like a promoter of the Sandstorm!! LOL!! I can't say thank you enough to Shirley - this really meant a lot to me!! -Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ************************************************************ >>From: ColHiLXVIII [Cyndy Brooks Cowman (68)] I just want to reiterate what our TE (Temporary Editor) Richard Anderson (60) said about taking over your class site. It is fun ... you get to know Maren and Gary. It is rewarding ... you get to do a service to your class and give Gary and Maren a break. It gives you a chance to hear from your "old" classmates. It is easy. If you need help, ask any of the other BW's for help and we would be happy to lend a hand. Thank you, Richard and Gary, for taking this over while Maren is moving :) -ColHi68, BW - Bomber Webmistress ************************************************************ >>From: Miriam Lewis (76) I was in 5th grade when we were finally allowed to wear pants to school at Jefferson. I don't remember having a decided preference for pants at that time but I do remember wearing dresses a total of three times in eighth grade. And as to the continuing Spudnut saga; I was such a dimbulb--I didn't like doughnuts until much later in life. I'm coming to Richland sometime in June for a visit and I plan to remedy my Spudnut deficiency (in small part) at that time. -Miriam Lewis (76) ************************************************************ >From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Steve Hamson (80) Class of '80. Looking forward to our 20 year reunion. I am married and have 5 kids. ************************************************************ >From the FIRST Alumni Guestbook >>From: Sandi Uhl Paglieri (87) Please add me to the Class of 87 e-mail list. Nice web site. ************************************************************ >From the RHS Guestbook >>From: Jessica Lindgren McAllister (97) I am a 1997 graduate of RHS. I am married now to a Kamiakin graduate, Trevor McAllister. I am going to Eastern Washington University for Dental Hygiene. I love it here in Cheney but I really miss home. Both my husband and I are really excited to finish school and get back to the Tri-cities and settle down to start a family. I would love to hear from anyone who remembers me! ******************************************** ******************************************** That's it for this month. Please send more. ******************************************** ******************************************** March, 1999 ~ May, 1999