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   Alumni Sandstorm Archive ~ June, 1999
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16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 Chili Recipe ~ Chili Recipe Resize 01 ~ Resize 02 Adkins' Response to Resizes ~ Curtis' First Sock Hop ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/1/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers and 1 obit today: Ralph Myrick (51), Max Sutton (57), Tom Matthews (57), Dave Bell (62), Kipp Quinlan (64), Patti Snider (65), Patty de la Bretonne (65), Terry Hutson (74), ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) We lost another classmate last week. Harold George ('52) died. A tumor that was removed sometime ago from his brain grew back. Sadly, there was nothing the doctors could do. His memorial service will June 1, at Einan's at 10:00AM. I went to call on his Mother, Florence George. She is 95 and still takes care of herself. However, the death of Harold saddened her very much. Harold's sister, Marge Wilson was there to be with their Mom. Marge married Joe Wilson ('49). Florence is something else. She still is a ball of fire. Her address is [*] if anyone wants to send her a card. -Ralph Myrick (51) *[address deleted for privacy -- e-mail Ralph if you want it -Maren] ******************************************************* >>From: Max Sutton (57) I can't recall if anybody responded to my query on Dian Henrich (class of 60). Dian and I have been divorced for 30 some years but I haven't seen or heard about for a long, long time. Just wondered how her life has gone, etc. I sure appreciate any news. -Max Sutton (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Matthews (57) To: Mike Davis (74) I'm not confessing to being an "old timer" but I attended the first three years Chief Jo was open and don't remember anything about a swimming pool under the gym floor. Piippo was the coach in '52-'53 and '53-'54 and probably in '51-'52 (no annual that first year). The '52 team won 8 of 12 games including the last of the two games with Carmichael. The '53 team was undefeated with 12 victories including a score of 83 to 12 over Benton City (my wife's alma mater). Of course, 44 to 28 and 55 to 32 over Carmichael wasn't bad either. The team included Norris Brown, C.W. Brown, Bill Johnson, John Meyers, Gary Lucas, Danny Neth, Sam Yancy, Dave Richardson, Craig Buchanan, Ken McCleod, George Mulligan and Keith Hoffman. I remember Mr. Piippo on the first day of Health class pacing around the front repeating, "Last name first, last name first" over and over again while we filled out some required form. I was so intent on not making that error that I managed to still put my name wrong! I carefully erased as much of the ball point pen ink that I could, hoping he wouldn't see me correcting it. I'm sure I remember that due to the panic of the moment, and wondering what would happen if I hadn't caught the error! -Tom Matthews (57) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Dave Bell (62) Date: Mon May 31 08:03:53 1999 Richland Swimming pool and Wellsian Way pond What a great site. Thanks. Reading the letters brought back two great memories: 1) hearing "Hound Dog" by Elvis for the first time on a radio while sitting around the Richland swimming pool with Billie Jean Conley (61), Katie Sheeren (61), Dave Jackson and others; 2) Slithering around in the mud and cat tails of the swamp and fish pond at the base of Carmichael hill. Great times. And hunting pheasant across the bypass with Ronnie Hoglen and his "Super Dog" Britany Spaniel (Queenie or princess?). Wish today's kids could live like we did. Thanks for the site. -Dave Bell, '62 ******************************************************* >>From: Kipp Quinlan (64) TO: Mike Davis (74) RE: Swimming Pool at Chief Jo Not an OLD -Timer - but far enough back - YES - According to what I was told they did build - but not completely finish - a swimming pool at Chief Jo. Which, due to a lack of funds was covered over and became the floor of the gym. Apparently they were going to have an indoor pool and a gym, then didn't have enough funds for both. -Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Snider Miller (65) Re: Mike Pearson (74) For your information Michael Peterson (77) will be at the Benton-Franklin County Fair August 28th. -Patti Snider Miller (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) To Patti Eckert, When you rattled off your old phone # the other day, it was so familiar.--74612--I don't know if I ever called your house but I know Ernie and Irene did and somehow I knew that #. How about 58977? Anybody in your family remember ours? We also had a swamp cooler, it was in Irene's and my room, sort of in the middle of the house. I loved it. -Patty de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Semmern (74) To: Mike Davis (74), regarding the story of the swimming pool under the gym floor at the old Chief Jo. Yes, I did hear that rumor. I always wondered if that was true or not. -Terry Hutson Semmern (74) ******************************************************* OBITUARY Harold George (52) For more information, contact: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ******************************************** *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/2/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff in: Sandra Atwater (51), Kay Mitchell (52), John Northover (59), Mike Lewis (60), Jim Hamilton (63), Leland Upson (63), Jean Armstrong (64), Patty Eckert (68), Phil Jones (69), Elaine White (72) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) People are writing in about swamp coolers and no one has said anything about the type of heat that we had in the first homes (like B House) in the early years. Does anyone remember the coal furnaces? I remember my Dad going down to the basement every night and "bank" the coals and in the morning going down to "stoke" the coal to get it going again. I remember the small area where they would dump the coal through a window. I remember my Dad shoveling the coal into the furnace. Just haven't thought about this in umteen years!!! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Kay Mitchell Coates (52) Keeping cool during the scorching Richland summers in the mid-forties was not an easy task. Before my dad installed the huge noisy monster in the "A" house dining room window, (known as the "swamp cooler"), I suffered through the hottest nights by lying on the couch with wet washcloths across my head. Mom would provide a bowl of ice water to soak the washcloths in, and I would alternate them - as one warmed up, I would trade it for a nice cold one. This was also her solution to keeping cool while riding in the car. She kept a canvas bag of ice water in the front seat and doused the washcloths that were used to wet the body. The car windows were rolled down to allow the air to blow across the damp body, therefore creating the illusion of coolness (mind over matter!) The old swimming pool at Howard Amon was the place for the neighborhood kids to be on those 100 degree days. We would ride our bikes down to the pool, wait in line for a little metal pin with a number on it to put on our swimming suit. There was a limit to the number of swimmers allowed in the pool each session. The pool rules stated there were 1 hour shifts. At the end of each hour, the pool was cleared and a new group, wearing the little numbered pins, was allowed in. We could spend the whole entire afternoon there, swimming and waiting, swimming and waiting. In the far recesses of my mind I seem to remember they had boys swim hour, girls swim hour and then a mixed swim hour. Anyone else remember this? I was never allowed to swim in the river or the ditch. I broke that rule one time when I was in high school and went ditch swimming late at night with a group of friends. I didn't like the slimy, stinky water (too spoiled by the old swimming pool!) and never tried it again. The pass port plunge was the ultimate in swimming pools because it was so huge!!!. I had my first boy-girl party there in 1948. Carol Haynes and Marky LaRock (51), Vera Simonton (52), Ted Jessen (50) Willis Weichel and Don Parker (49) and Bob Hall (?) were there to help me celebrate. We went to a place in Pasco called the "Skyway Club" for dinner after the swim. It was the "funnest" party I ever had! -Kay Mitchell Coates (52) ******************************************************* >>From: John Northover (59) Maren, Found an inquiry I had made about the street names in Richland. Am passing this along for the Sandstorm ... Please edit as you see fit.... -----Original Message----- From: Halford, George E HQ02 Sent: Friday, November 20, 1998 4:54 AM RE: Richland Washington Mr. Northover, A quick look through the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers history told that most of these men (I didn't find all of them) were Army engineer officers, many of them generals and many of them Chiefs of Engineers. The most recent of the names on the list, Jadwin, refers to Maj. Gen. Edgar Jadwin, Chief of Engineers from June 1924 to June 1926. The earliest name on the list is Col. Rufus Putnam, Chief Engineer for the Continental Army from 1777 to 1783. I hope this answers you question. George Halford HQ, Army Corps of Engineers > -----Original Message----- > From: john northover > Sent: Thursday, November 05, 1998 11:49 AM > RE: Richland Washington > > Sir, > Looking for info relating to Army Corp of Engineers & their > effort in building Richland WA. Specifically the naming of the > streets...Who were they named after ... famous Army Corp of Engineer > Majors, ... , Generals??? > Abbot, Adams, Armistead, Atkins, Barth, Bernard, Benham, Comstock, > Craighill, Cullman, Douglass, Delafield, Downing, Duportail, Elliot, > Farrell, Fries, Gray, Gillspie, Goethals, Hoffman, Hunt, Iry, > Jadwin, Kimball, Kuhn, Lee, Long, Longfitt, Marsh, Marshall, > McPhearson, Raleigh, Perkins, Platt, Potter, Puttman, Pullen, > Roberts, Roberdeau, Rossell, Sanford, Simmons, Smith, Snow, Swift, > Thayer, Tinkle, Trippe, Torbett, Tunis, Turner, Van Giesen, Willams, > Willard, Wilson, Winslow, Woodbury, Wright. > Appreciate you time and effort > Thanks > John Northover ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Lewis (60) Oh, swamp coolers. Now I'm cool. There were always spiders in the swamp coolers and the garden hose trickled down out to the jungle. I was sending messages one by one to people but finally it sank in that one can send them en masse. Sort of like being issued a personal spam factory... I'm nervous about the world situation -- the Yugoslav region and the Kashmir region are more closely tied together than is commonly assumed. Persian empire was part of that. We first moved to the Tri-Cities into Camp Hanford, with all the trailers. Lived on the edge in a little house. Father made a still, and we drank hooch and ate watermelons in the summer evenings. One time Gary Gross and I took some .22 shells from my Daddy's guns and went down to the river, set them off by hitting them on rocks. Zing! No idea, no idea whatsoever what could have happened if anything went extremely wrong. Scares me to death. Went to school in the quonset huts. I aced arithmetic, knew what square roots were, at least up to four. One time there was a cub scout project and we all had to build something and I was a completely passive little neurotic already so apathy set in. On the last day Father built a toothpick bridge and I was embarrassed to death. Still am. Father told them I had built it and they knew I was lying. Days of the bomb. Does anybody remember the song that was written about the AEC, a parody with a line in the refrain, "While the good old AEC watches me." Sung to some western tune. First four notes are all rising. And the steel folding chairs, millions of them, often with "Property of the U.S. Government" or "Property of the A.E.C." Sand and rocks. Huge June bugs. Zillions of substantial little real memories come back. Mike Lewis Col-Hi 1960 ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) They're rippin' down the Rec Hall? Reminds me of the old Chad Mitchell song "Blue Water Line", you remember "The City Council met last night, the vote was 4-3, to tear the old town station down..................." The Community House was where you checked out the pool balls from Ernie Curtis, and worked on your "Stars and Stripes" game (1 and 15 in alternate side pockets) so you could go next door and pay to have Medo Smith and Dink Morris take all your money. The pool hall next door was also the best place in 99352 to learn to smoke, swear, play pin balls and put peanuts in your pepsi. As I recall the dance floor in the room where Hi-Spot played was asphalt tile. The floor in the games room was hardwood. Maybe the seniors could cut up the floor where we all tripped the light fantastic, not to mention the Swim, Pony, Shing-A-Ling, Cool Jerk, Wa-wa-a-wa-tusi, Dirty Bop, Stroll, Monkey and what- ever the steps were that could earn you some change from the onlookers. It would go nicely with the six square feet of oak I've got from the Spanish Castle. Fell in love a bunch of times at Hi-Spot, the last time with the never aging, and forever lovely Miss Nancy. Her red hair picking up those neon lights from the Juke Box, and I've been putty in her hands ever since. The parking lot, should be treated as toxic waste, as Lord only knows how many thousands of Papa Cheese, Joe's Specials, Red Steer and Artic Burgers with special sauce were applied on the pavement as an extra surface layer after a couple of warm Rainiers, Lucky Lager quarts, shots of Slo-Gin and a couple of Pall Malls.. Lots of great memories on that block of George Washington Way. Lots of great memories. Speaking of memories, The May 10th issue of The New Yorker, has a short article "When We Talk About Doughnuts". Has nothing to do with Spudnuts, but it could. -Jim Hamilton (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Leland Bond-Upson (63) Regarding Richland streets being named for engineers, what about Basswood, Birch, Cedar, Chestnut, and Cottonwood Streets? I doubt Art Nelson's dad and friends (Sandstorm, 5/29/99) were able to find dead engineers with those names -- but I could be wrong, and maybe they stopped that series only because they couldn't find a dead engineer named Dogwood. And hey -- what about GW Way? Was the Father of Our Country also an engineer? Spozzible. And I won't bring up the subject of (the presumably deceased engineer) Mr. By-pass. -Lee Bond-Upson (Leland Upson, '63) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) All this talk about swamp coolers and trying to keep cool in the summer has reminded me of our swamp cooler.. I can remember we had to keep water in it or it blew hot air.. We used to full it up with pitchers of water and later on we hooked it up to the hose from outside.. I can also remember putting ice cubes in it to make the water colder.. The colder the water, the colder the air was.. We spent a lot of time running through the sprinkler on hot days.. And Dad used to put his bathing suit on and us kids would all go out and play in the rain.. (Mom wouldn't go) It was so hot and the rain was coming down like cats and dogs.. The neighbors thought we were crazy.. Living in Arizona and having monsoons, my kids grew up playing in the rain in their bathing suits also... (Hubby never went) But, I was out there every time.... He thought I was crazy.. But the kids loved it.. We lived in an "H" house on Delafield and also spent a lot of time in the basement.. It was really cool down there.. We had to dig it out first and remodel it.. It was full of dirt and had a coal bin down there.. It was quite the thrill watching the coal come in the basement window and fall into the coal bin.. Were we easily amused or what??? Again, thanks to everyone for all the memories.. Til next time, Jean Armstrong Reynolds ' 64 ******************************************************* >>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68) I grew up attending the CK and heard from older siblings that Chief Joseph had a pool under the gym flooring. I never did know it wasn't finished or used, I was just in awe of it being there and so excited to finally get to go there for my 9th grade and first public school. So, YES, Mike Davis (74), Kipp Quinlan (64) echoes it, and now I know the rest of the story.... Patty de la Bretonne (65), I personally don't recall it but remember hours and hours of different siblings on that phone, we did have a 5 minute limit, but often it was pulled around on the staircase hidden from view from the clock watchers and would be hours sometimes before the line was clear. Ernie was a major part of our lives there as well as later Laura Parker who lived down on the corner of Stevens and Van Giesen also in an "F" house, and who still have family there I believe. There was such a wealth of friends and buddies I have lost track of them now, but it sure was a busy place to grow up, but I am sure it was that way in your household too. The old numbers didn't stay with me, but ours did for some reason! The site at Einan's and the cemetery yesterday were spectacular and even with the wind made one stop and thank the Lord for their lives, and know our time on earth is really very short. We have too many now from our family there, so each day should be lived to the fullest and cherish what times with one another we are given in life. Bomber Cheers! Patty Eckert Weyers (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) To Mike Davis (74) I don't remember hearing that a pool was supposed to be under the Chief Jo gym but I heard the pool was supposed to be where the Girl's Gym is at RHS. The pit for the pool was covered over by the hardwood floor and that was reported to be the reason for it's springy feel (despite the dead spots) As you remember I'm sure, the hardness of the "new" gym was a problem compared with the Girl's Gym. I can't tell you that is a "for sure" but that's what I remember, Mike. To Franco: I don't remember Van Wyck being accused of pitching for B,B & M in this publication. I had Billy Hedges on B,B &M with Bobby U. due to faulty recollection, however, but not VanWyck. -Phil Jones (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Elaine White Rahmig "Lannie" (72) Ok maybe I am up there (age wise) just a little bit but I would really like to see some of the Graduation pic's from different years. I went to Lewis and Clark and Carmichael then of course graduated from Col-Hi in '72. My family moved away from Richland in '69 then moved back in '71. I along with many others would like to see some of those pic's. 1st sister graduation class of '65, 2nd sister class of '67, brother class of '69 and myself '72, little brother '79 or '80 then little sister '84 (I think). So what do you think of my idea. Pass it on -Elaine White Rahmig "Lannie" (72) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/3/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers and the CHILI RECIPE today: Cliff Judd (49), Vera Smith (58), Burt Pierard (59), Bill Groff (61), John Adkins (62), Kathie Roe (64), Patricia de la Bretonne (65), Steve Piippo (70), Peggy Roesch (71) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cliff Judd (49) TO Lee Bond-Upson (63) Lee, you missed the whole point or just rabble rousing. The Richland that is being talked about is the original US Army Corps of Engineers Richland. Nothing existed west of Wright, north of Van Gieson or south of Abbott. No by-pass, West Richland or North Richland. Just the bus barn, two rivers and a lot of sand and sagebrush. Yes, George Washington was an Engineer, a Civil Engineer, a Surveyor. Long before he became a general or the 1st. president. -Cliff Judd (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Vera Smith Robbins (58) To: Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 I hadn't thought of the coal furnaces for such a long time I had almost forgotten about them. I remember the coal truck coming and dumping coal through the little window into the "coal bin". What a dusty, dirty mess. I also remember in the winter time when my Dad stoked up the furnace I would lay in front of the register to dry my hair after washing it and putting ROLLERS! in it. I didn't have a hair dryer! Thank goodness for central heating and air! -Vera Smith Robbins (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Burt Pierard (59) To: Kay Mitchell Coates (52) The little metal pins at the old swimming pool came from the metal wire baskets we put our clothes in. When you turned in your basket to the "attendant", he (in my case) would take the pin off a metal ring on the front and give it to you. The number matched the basket number. At the end of your session, you stood in line to turn in your pin and get your basket back. Think I've got it right (?) -Burt Pierard (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Groff (61) TO Dave Bell (62): You mentioned Rhone Hoglen (62) the other day and it brought back a lot of memories of days gone by. I lived on Mahan and Ronnie lived two houses down on Torbett. We were inseparable in the early to mid fifties. We played cars in the dirt, we even set off a bomb in my basement made from a CO2 cartridge with a fire under it. Dad said that it rattled some dishes out of the cupboard and he was sure one of us had shot the other with a 12 gage shotgun I had in my room. I wonder if Ronnie's ears still ring like mine do. We were playing a cowboys and Indian game in the sand that used to be in those old basements back then, and we thought how cool it would be to put this bomb (CO2) in a plastic covered wagon with toy cowboys riding shotgun and roll it down the hill on fire. It was way cool until it exploded with an unimaginable force. Dad came running down stairs and Ronnie just about ran over him getting out of there on his way home. Dad was yelling something to me but I couldn't hear a word he was saying because I was temporarily deaf. I remember being there when someone poisoned his Brittany Spaniel Champ. That was a sad day for the whole family. We started hunting at an early age back then. We used to lay close to his dog pen with our BB guns at the ready and wait for a mouse to appear from under the dog house and blast him with our trusty Daisies. I always looked forward to feeding his dogs because the mice would appear shortly after that. We must have gotten all of them, because after a time, the hunting got mighty slow. Thanks, Dave, for helping me remember back to a few of the things that make us who we are and some great friends that we meet along the way. Have you heard from Ronnie? Is he on line? If anybody does see him, give him my best. -Bill Groff (61) ******************************************** >>From: John Adkins (62) This should be enough to get you through any Y2K tragedies and the R2K next summer. Bomber Chili – serves 300 54 pounds of ground beef 20 Number 10 cans of Pinto Beans 3 Number 10 cans of Tomato Paste 4 ½ gallons of water 5 cups chili powder ½ cup cumin 1 cup garlic powder 1 cup sugar ¼ cup black pepper 1 cup salt 1 quart dried onion flakes – Brown ground beef Combine ingredients Heat to temperature -John Adkins "62" ******************************************************* >>From: Kathie Roe Truax (64) I've read Jim VanWyck's name in the last couple Sandstorms. Reading about Jim reminded me of good old Peter Lee ('64). Pete's birthday was May 19, and I think of him every year. That guy could really spin a yarn of half-truths, play "Louie Louie" on his guitar worst than anyone you ever heard, and do a lousy cartwheel. But he was a good friend, and I miss him. -Kathie Roe Truax ('64) ******************************************************* >>From: Patricia de la Bretonne (65) To Jean Armstrong, I remember summer rain in Richland as a kid, and "Sheet lightning". Mom and I would go out and play in our swim suits in the rain. Thanks for jogging that memory. Patricia de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo (70) To Mike Davis (74): According to Toivo who was watching his 8 year old grandson play baseball, he was the 1st basketball coach for Chief Jo in the 50-51 season and also baseball. He came here from the UofW graduate school to interview for the high school job which was filled and then shown the new junior high. His wife liked the dry climate. That led to the Richland Recreation summer park job at Howard Amon Park and Columbia Park below the high school where he and the city put in the concrete hoop floor and the lights. Kids played down below the high school for 18 years summer evenings until 10:00 pm when Toivo sent them home. I remember playing for Chris Nickola and Dave Barber. The pool under the gym was a bit of humor for kids at Chief Jo from coaches/teachers. Got any Fred Strankman stories? -Steve Piippo (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Peggy Roesch (71) I'm so envious reading about all the swamp-coolers that existed in Richland before the days of air conditioners. Guess I lived a life of deprivation, growing up without benefit of electrical cooling equipment. At the start of 4th grade, my family moved from the ranch house on the corner of Cottonwood and Tinkle (yeah, yeah, the only place in the world where you can stand on the corner of Cottonwood and Tinkle, yuk yuk) to the big box we built on Butternut (not much improvement in the street name, eh?). This house faces due west with no shelter belt trees to cast a shadow; my upstairs bedroom was in the front of the house and caught the full force of the afternoon sun. NO SWAMP COOLER. NO AIR CONDITIONING. NO FAN. The next summer (what, '63? whatever, the counting escapes me -- there are three kinds of musicians, you know; those who can count, and those who can't), Hitchcock's THE BIRDS came to the Uptown Theater. My folks, being avid Hitchcock fans, of course took the family to see it. The moment of greatest impact for me was seeing the old chicken rancher propped in the corner of his bedroom with his eyes pecked out. (Even now when I watch the movie, I shut my eyes tight at that moment.) Well, I spent the rest of that hot, hot summer in my hot, hot, airless room, sleeping with my windows closed and the bedspread pulled up over my head. So, for those of you who thought me a bit "odd," well, it was simply that my brain had boiled to mush that summer. It's 36 years later. My folks eventually did buy one small room air conditioner to help my Dad's allergies, but all it did was give him a bloody nose, so it sits unused to this day. Like father, like daughter: in my travels from Richland to Salem, to Lincoln City, to Grass Pants, to Ashland, to Tacoma, and now part-time back to Richland, I've never had anything but a fan. Figure the brain damage has already been done. Just sweating it out in Bomberland, -Peggy Roesch '71 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/4/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers and one Bomber Mom today: Dick Hoff (57), Joe Jancovic (62), Paula Beardsley (62), June Smith (63), Carol Converse (64), Jean Armstrong (64), Jim Blackwood (64), Kathy Hoff (64), Robert Shipp (64), Anna Durbin (69), Jefferson Saunders (69), Mike Davis (74), Terry Hutson (74), Jennifer Jacobson (79), Michelle Gunter (89), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Hoff (57) RE: Pitchers Does anyone remember John Meyers (58) in Little League? He was a year younger than I, but bigger than any of us. When he was on the mound he seemed to be right on top of you. Pony League, Paul Hebling comes to mind, almost as big as John and just as mean. He was on my team so we faced him only in practice. However, the toughest guy I can remember through out my summer time baseball career was Tilbert Neal (56). He had it all. -Dick Hoff (57) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Joe Jancovic (62) Date: Thu Jun 3 03:37:30 1999 ADD ME TO YOUR E-MAIL LIST I WILL BE BACK ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley (62) I see several comments coming up again about the names of the streets in the original plat of Richland - Abbott to Van Giesen, George Washington Way to Wright. I have a copy of the original memo dated 2/24/45 from N. Paul Nissen to Col. F. T. Matthias regarding who those streets were named for. All are Army Engineers and interesting to read about. If someone can explain to me how to get it online in simple terms (for a computer illiterate) I'll be happy to do it so everyone can look up for themselves. Gary? Maren? - can you help me with this? It's about 17 pages. Also, Dad's book - "Long Road to Self Government" is ready finally. If you are interested, the cost is $16.15 per book, mailed or if you want to stop by Dad's it is $15.00. Let me know if you are interested and I'll get you his address or let you know how to contact him. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) Heating by coal.... that was part of the kids activities of fun.... to watch the coal being dumped thru the basement window! Staying under the covers until Pop got the furnace going. Ah.... those were the days. Now I flip a switch to turn A/C on or heat on. We've come a long way, baby!!!!! I remember moving "down the hill" (from Perkins to Delafield). Hey, we were "uptown" (actually considered down town) but we had baseboard heating!!!!!! Individual thermostats, mind you!! I mean upper class!!!! My parents never talked to us kids about bills. I knew I had to turn off the light when I left the room. Didn't waste water. Never knew "why", just cause parents told me to. I didn't know you had to pay for the electricity, water and phone. Didn't know that until I left home. Must have had a sheltered life! Yea.... and was it terrific!!!!!! -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) SWAMP COOLERS: Oh, how I remember the swamp cooler that we had in our dinning room window. Now, this was in 8th grade. I don't remember having one when I was younger than that, but we probably did. One incident that I remember very vividly to this day was my beloved cat got into the cooler one day. Perhaps to cool off? Anyway, we didn't know it and turned the cooler on. Man, did there ever come this terrible noise! Have you ever heard a cat scream? We turned the cooler off real fast and ran outside. I was in tears and just knew that my poor cat was shredded to no end. But, amazingly enough, he was okay. I think the next summer we replaced that old swamp cooler with a window air conditioner. Made life a whole lot easier to live during those hot summers! So, we now have the chili recipe. Thanks John for sharing it with us. Anybody out there that can translate this recipe into smaller portions? Later, -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) There has been a lot of memories about the phone numbers and such, but has anyone mentioned the "party lines"??? I don't recall reading any... I can remember that there were two or three families on each line.. I know we had only one other family on ours.. It seems it was the Richey's... Does this ring a bell, Kim??? I can remember picking up the phone and having someone else having a conversation on it.. Or talking to someone and having the other party pick up the phone.. They would always ask me how much longer I would be... (I loved to talk on the phone... Still do).. I don't remember if the phone numbers were close or not.. Seems like the last number may have been different... Ours at the time was Whitehall 88022... Then I think it went to 946-88022.. Not really sure... -Jean Armstrong Reynolds ' 64 ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Blackwood (64) Just curious if anyone else remembers throwing tiny parachutes, made from handkerchiefs or dish towels, into the air as a plane went over, with the idea that the pilot would reach out and put candy or toys into it. Oddly enough it actually worked a couple times. Jim ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) Remember the FRONTIER DAYS when we all gathered at RIVERSIDE PARK? Wouldn't it be great to have an "all alumni" gathering on the same weekend every year?!! We all have friends, sisters, brothers, cousins, etc. who graduated from other classes that we would love to see. Wouldn't we? There are teachers we would love to see, also!!!! Cool Desert Nights is held in June every year. This year it's the weekend of June the 19th. The Classic Car show is held in the Uptown parking lot on Saturday and we will have a Bomber sign in table on the corner by the SPUDNUT SHOP. There's not enough time to organize anything great for this year, but with enough interest we could have a grand celebration in the year 2000! What do you think? Let me know!! -Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Robert Shipp (64) A couple of people have mentioned Hitchcock's "The Birds". I was a junior at RHS in '63 when I saw it. The next day was Memorial Day (the holiday wasn't always on Monday back then) and the Bomber band took part in the ceremony that was held in the old cemetery on Williams and Goethels. As we stood in formation among the graves, a large group of crows started making noise in the trees above us. It was pretty easy to tell which band members had just seen the movie. I don't think anyone actually took off running, but there were lots of nervous upward glances. -Robert Shipp (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Anna Durbin (69) RE: Toivo Piippo Steve Piippo (70): It was great to hear your information about "Mr. Piippo" to me. I already knew he was a legend when I got there from my older brother and sister ('62, and '63). I still remember sitting in his Health class at Chief Joe when he put his model of the ear on my desk to talk to after I had whispered some remark to the person sitting next to me. Talk about making the goody-two-shoes blush. Whew. He was a teacher of many talents. I think he prepared me to be careful what I say under my breath in courtrooms with microphones on the table. One may live in contempt of court, but one should never show it or be caught. I couldn't tell from your note if "Mr. Piippo" is still around and how he is. Please let me know. My dad, Jerry Durbin, who is 91, lives with my family in Ardmore, Pennsylvania, and he is still a wild man who drives. I love reading all these memories. I drive my family crazy when we come back for reunions, and I drive around with the windows down, raving about the great smell of the sagebrush, especially if it has just rained. Why is it that I live in this hideous humidity, anyway? Another pitfall of love and marriage. My friends here are so impressed with the class webpages and bulletins. They go to the internet to see if their high schools have them, but they are sorely disappointed. Well, we just came from one great techno-wizard town, and got good educations. Of course, not everyone has people like Gary and Maren as co-alums either. Rah, Rah Bombers! -Anna Durbin, '69, ready for another reunion ******************************************************* >>From: Jefferson Saunders (69) Greetings, Just in case anyone wants to convert the Chili Recipe into smaller portions ... I asked my mom and here is her Sage Advice. A Number 10 can is equal to 12 to 13 cups, or 6½ to 7¼ pounds, or 7 No. 303 cans, or 5 No. 2 cans. Hope this helps Jefferson Saunders (69) Alki Beach Seattle ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) To Steve Piippo (70): You were asking about Fred Strankman stories. In 1972 the Bomber basketball teams (Varsity, JV, Sophomore) were traveling home from a road trip. All three teams and the three coaches Teverbaugh, Juricich, and Strankman rode on the same bus. We had stopped to eat at some drive-in and when we got back on the bus some sophomore (who will remain nameless) had stolen a bunch of straws. He passed them out to a few of his buddies on the bus and the spit wad war had begun. Everything was going fine with some outstanding hits occurring here and there. The bus was so dark and crowded the culprits could never be caught. The fun stopped when some idiot happen to nail Teverbaugh with a spit wad. Teverbaugh bounced out of his seat and had the bus driver stop the bus and proceeded with a tongue lashing that would make a sailor blush. Everybody knew it was one of the sophomores on Strankman's team but nobody would "fess" up. When we got back to the high school Strankman took his team into the little room off of the locker room for a stern lecture. A few of us on the JV and Varsity put our ear to the door to hear the chewing out by Strankman. He went into how his team had the privilege of traveling with the best team in the state (Varsity won state later that year) and that they should know how to act. The best line was - and I'll try to match the quote as best as I remember: "Listen, fellas, not only are you traveling with the best team in the state, but you are also with the best coach in the state. No, wait a minute! The best three coaches in the state!" - Strankman was a classic!!! -M. Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Semmern (74) Just a note to Kevin Hosman (1973) to wish him a Happy Birthday, June 1st. Happy Birthday, Kevin. Hope you had a good one. ******************************************************* >>From: Jennifer Jacobson (79) Hi y'all from Plano, Texas! Just a quick note for my first sandstorm entry... I remember the "whole body counter" we had to go through to measure radiation exposure as elementary school kids every year. I remember writing to President Nixon asking him to reconsider shutting down the reactors. I remember my mom -- who was a young reporter for the Tri-City Herald at the time -- shaking President Nixon's hand when he and his cabinet came out to visit the Hanford project. -Jennifer Jacobson (79) ******************************************************* from the RHS Guest Book: >>From: Michelle Gunter Time: 1999-05-11 16:25:37 Comments: Does anyone know where the following Class of '89 graduates (or their parents) are located? Our 10-year reunion is planned for July 23rd and 24th and we would really like to include them! If you have any information on these alumni, please e-mail me. To all of those '89 graduates who have been contacted, please get your information packets mailed in ASAP so we can include you in the memory book. Hope to see you at the reunion! Thanks for your help!! ['89 Missing classmates:] Tamara Bajich, Janice Beitz, Ted Berry, Stephanie Bostic, Ron Brown, Stephen Burgess, Paula Burt, Jeff Caldwell, Robert Chatel, Suzanne Cone, Michelle Coutts, Suzanne Curry, Bonnie Davis, Frank Della Rocco, Becky Dunakey, Jeff Edmondson, Tanya Fisher, Tammy Fleck, Rhonda Gerber, Jennifer Gibson, Jenny Glendenning, Donnie Gontarski, Jaylein Groves, Nick Guse, Mitch Hall, Brad Hartjen, Hanne Heiberg, Jaime Hernandez, Marc Hoffman, Sean Hollingshead, Colleen Howard, Lynda Howard, Russell Howry, Dane Hull, Melanie Jarrell, Christy Johnson, Bill Kennedy, Renee LaCroix, Dan Logman, Joel McKenzie, Leo Moron, Kaori Nagura, Charity Palmer, Ryan Park, James Parker, Michelle Plunkitt, Jona Rasanen, Floyd Sandoval, Steve Tinkman, Scott Warren, Deanna Westover, Kerry Williams ******************************************************* >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) TO: John Adkins (62) Wow! Is this the REAL Richland School district chili? I just asked my husband to pare it down to serve just he and I and he said he didn't think it could be done, that I would just have to guess at the ingredients. BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/5/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Norma Loescher (53), Betty McElhaney (57), Dick Hoff (57), Bill Byrd (59), Paula Beardsley (62), Maren Smyth (64), Georgia Rushworth (66), Lee Bush (68), Kathie Moore (69), Steve Piippo (70), Mike Davis (74), Vicki Young (76), Mary Foley (77), Tammy Marshall (81) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Norma Loescher Boswell (53) Do you remember Timber Floats? Toothpicks were floated on the beverage of your choice -- in my case, root beer. These were flat rectangular toothpicks with one rounded end. I enjoyed my first Timber Float at the Richland Bus Depot on George Washington Way not far from the Community House. -Norma Loescher Boswell (53) ******************************************************* >>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) The stories of the coal furnaces really brought back memories. I also remember the coal truck dumping the coal through the basement window, the noise it made and the cloud of black that had to settle. I also remember the times that the furnace would blow in the middle of the night and we would wake up the next morning with black on our noses from breathing the dust in the night. And the next day Mom cleaning the house, again. The movie "A Christmas Story" also brought back memories of that and a lot of other things growing up in Richland. Everyone talks about eating at Zips. Does anyone remember going to Skips during lunch? It was located (for those who were too young) where Les Schwab has the tire store now. Also does anyone remember the Friday night movies at the Uptown? It was teen night. I worked at the Uptown during my senior year and remember all you coming in. I thought I read something about the cinnamon roll recipe, that someone had one for the bread machine. Did I miss that or am I having a senior moment again? Thanks again everyone, -Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Hoff (57) TO Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) What a good idea, must run in the family, Spudnut Days 2000, I'll be there. This could cover our not-so-yearly yearly family reunion. Can the City of Richland? You people who would have to organize it, I volunteer my brother, Dean (62), and would there be enough Spudnuts available to pull this off? GOOD LUCK. -Dick Hoff (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Byrd (59) To Dick Hoff (57) I agree that Tilbert Neal was a good pitcher. However, in Pony League Jim Smith was the most intimidating pitcher I faced. His fast ball was next to none. Jim went to Carmichael but didn't graduate from Col Hi. -Bill Byrd (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) to Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) Hey Kath - great idea. Sign me up. Since I'll be tied up at Howard Amon most of the weekend, bring me a Spudnut when you come to the Dance. Whatever help you need putting this all alum gathering together in 2000, just holler. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Maren Smyth (64) E.H. "Murph" Manolopoulos was our neighbor and Smyth family friend for many years -- even after we moved away from Richland. I used to babysit his kids: Sharen, Lori, Steve and Paul. Murph died this week and I want to extend my deepest sympathy to Sharen, Lori, Steve and Paul. I miss him already. ******************************************************* >>From: Georgia Rushworth Newton (66) Hi everyone.. In 1963, President Kennedy used an "Atomic Wand" at Hanford to start a ground breaking ceremony. There was an article in the TCH May 31 all about this event! The thing that annoyed me was the fact that they didn't mention who the person was who invented the wand. Just to brag a little bit, it was my Dad, George Rushworth. Needless to say, I am his very proud daughter!!! -Georgia Rushworth Newton (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Lee Bush (68) Speaking of hot summers and ways to keep cool. I remember taking a family trip to Disneyland in the summer of 1955. We had 56' Chev Bel-Air. For the long trip to hot California, we borrowed an "air conditioner" from our next door neighbors. The "air conditioner" was a round tube about two feet long - open on one end and closed on the other end - that fit on the outside of the car window. Inside the tube was a fan blade that was near a vent that led from the tube through the partially rolled up window and into the interior of your car. You placed chunks of ice in the tube outside. As you drove, the wind rushed in across the ice which turned a fan blade that blew the cooler air into your car. Thus the Bush family embarked on its vacation to Anaheim, CA. We had to stop at a lot of ice machines along the way. We bought the blocks of ice from machines located near a gas station or a store. Upon placing your coins in the coin slots and pushing the button, the ice block started making its way from the internal bowels of the ice machine sounding like an avalanche heading towards you. Then whump, the ice block would appear from behind a canvas flap covering the opening to the outside catch rack. What a comparison between then and now. That's it for memory row today! By the way, congratulations to the Class of '99! Niece four of six, Erin Bush (99) - second born of Gary (66) and Carol Bush (Medical Lake HS '68), graduates Friday, June 4th!!!!! -Lee Bush (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Kathie Moore Adair (69) The 1969 30 year class reunion is August 20-22, 1999. Here is a list of our "lost" classmates. If anyone can help find some of these please contact me: Kathie Moore Adair (69) - OR page master: Gordie McMaster (69) If you know a classmate, or their parents or siblings, please let us know. Thanks a lot. We would really like to find everyone. Caryl Adams Collins, Beryl Allen Anderson, Lynn Allison, John Andersen, Valerie Anderson, Gary Avery, Bill Bazemore, John Begin, Peter Bird, Edward Bowman, Marji Brewder Brown, Kenneth Brightman, John Campbell, William Carey, Toni Cassillas Apple, Janice Chapman Rogers, Roxanne Colley Jauger, Michael Conner, Steven Dalos, Kathy Drake Kruger, Nancy Dunbar Hildreth, Patricia Farmer Bundy, Robert Farrimond, Terry Foreman, Donald Fowler, Stephanie Fredette Parrish, Darlene Gibson Miller, Jeff Godwin, Sylvia Griffin Fastabend, William Hahn, Jonathan Hall, Debbie Hannaman Edwards, Ruth Hartman West, Debi Haymond Rose, Chrisy Hendrickson Hammer, Sandra Hendrikson Nelson, Peggy Herod, Jim Hill, Steve Hinch, Mark Hoffarth, Sharon Hoffman, Cherie Hooper Leaton, John Horne, Howard Horrocks, Harriet Horton Evans, Maxine Horton, Mary Houghan Maddy, Joe Hulse, Charlene Hunter, Shari Iler Rydman, Margaret Jaske, Carolyn Jones Sherwood, Keith Kendrick, Donald Klemke, Kenneth Knight, Michael Knight, Kathryn Knoll, Bob Krahenbuhl, Steve LeMarr, Roxanne Lewis Schmidt, Mike Livingston, Don Love, Jon Mason, Jackie McAllister Miller, Francis McCracken Cowles, Cheryl McGee McBride, Richard Meyer, Bruce Middaugh, Michael Miller, Tim Miller, Christine Mitchell, Christina Muller Bergsma, Mona Neibaur Espinosa, Rita Nelson, Sally Nelson, Donald Neptune, Theresa Newlon, Barbara Newton, Marcia Newton, Craig Nichols, Terri O'Connell, Jon Osborne, Richard Pearson, Blaine Peterson, Steven Potter, Robert Putman, Richard Quinn, Robert Richards, Glenn Rinehart, Tammy Roberts Farup, Terri Sanders Stransky, Sandra Sedlacek, Teresa Seeley Martin, Dawn Shearer Kindstrom, Ray Sheeley, Del Sions, John Skinner, Nancy Slagle, Darrel Smith, Eli Smith, James Smith, Steve Smith, Susan Smith, Randall Snow, Clarisse Solomon Mahoney, Gordon Taylor, Dawn Thomas, Paul Tunnell, Janet Turner Sheeley, Richard Turner, Rosie Valenzuela Preston, Kristen Vanderbeek, Debrah Vaughn Robinson, Janet Wade Linn, Jonell Wallace, Randolph Wallace, Billy Warren, Sharon Watts Ourcell, Donnalee Wellington Hodges, Lisa White Brewster, Malinda White Nugent, John Wolf, Vickie Workman Hornbeck, Danny Worley ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo (70) TO: Anna Durbin (69) Toivo is 81 and preparing to take his Bayliner boat and truck to Garfield Bay on Lake Pend Orielle in Idaho. Jim Castleberry (58) is apparently going to fish with Toivo. He watches his 7 grand kids activities and sports, 5 of whom are in RHS. Toivo follows the politics on CNN, reads a ton, walks, gardens and still analyzes basketball. I am amazed a guy with a Masters in Ed and principals credentials labored away in CJ for all those years with 13-15 year old kids. Thanks. -Steve Piippo (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) Another Coach Strankman story: The basketball teams would all practice after school in the big gym (Varsity, JV, Sophomore). Normally the Varsity and JV would practice together going over drills and certain situations. There was seldom any time for any nonsense as Teverbaugh and Juricich kept us pretty busy. On the side court you would find the much more relaxed Sophomore team under the tuteluge of Coach Strankman. Their practices were a bit more easy going and Coach Strankman would have some classic drills and such. For example: he would have a scrimmage called the "Dixie Cup Derby" with the losing team having to provide the winners with ice cream Dixie Cups. My favorite was "Save the Game Shot Drill". Here Coach Strankman would have the team line up at half court and shoot the ball from there to practice shots that would "save the game". He was very serious about this drill. "Listen fellas, you will never know when you may be called upon to save the game!" Strankman never lost sight of the fact that the game was supposed to be fun. Thanks coach. -M.Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Vicki Young Davis (76) I am amazed at the line of family members who have gone through Richland High School. It started with my Aunt (Doris Edwards '53), then to my mother and father (Jim Edwards '57 and Barbara Davies '57), then myself (Vicki Young '76), and now to two of my children Paula Peralta '99 and Ben Davis '99 who are graduating today. I am so proud to have them graduate from Richland High School (Columbia High School). When I left the area 20 years ago who knew I would move back and my own children would end up in my old stomping grounds. Things sure have changed in Richland though. I have enjoyed running into old classmates and would enjoy hearing from more of them. Gotta go get ready for the big GRADUATION today. GO BOMBERS!! -Vicki Young Davis Class of 1976 ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Foley Bazzano (77) I was in Richland for Memorial Day weekend. There's no place like home!! If anyone knows of any Physician Assistant positions (for my husband), let me know. I'd love to move back and get rid of the mold and rain of western Washington!!! While I was there, I heard that Michael Peterson (77) (or Mike Peterson for most of us) will be performing at the Benton County fair. Does anyone know the fair dates?? Hey Mike Davis (74) - that comment about the pool under the gym floor brought up instant memories. I remember hearing that one too. And Patty Cleavenger's (65) braids. I remember that from 9th grade too. Funny, I hadn't thought of that at all.. I do remember Mr. Schleer teaching Darwin's theory of evolution and how that offended the Catholic in me. I put up a fuss of some sort I think.... can't remember exactly. I do just love this constant connection to home. Keep up the good memories!!! -Mary Foley Bazzano '77 ******************************************************* >>From: Tammy Marshall Johnson (81) I am looking for a friend of mine who graduated with me in 1981 from Col High. Her name is Rosemary Allen Booth (maiden name Allen) I haven't heard from her in a long long time. She was unable to attend our 10 year reunion due to the death of her husband. I have been searching for her for years and do not know what else to try. She was in the Tri Cities the last I heard. I can't remember her parents' names or anything else to help. We were good friends with Terry McKibbin Bartlett (maiden name McKibbin) who also graduated with us in 1981. I would appreciate any information! Thanks! -Tammy Marshall Johnson (81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/6/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers and one obit today: Dick Harris (49), Sandra Atwater (51), Ray Loescher (57), Marilyn Stewart (62), Jamie Worley (64), Patti McLaughlin (65), Steve Upson (65), Cheryl Moran (66), Joe Large (68), Rick Valentine (68), Anna Durbin (69), Paul Felts (69), Rick Polk (70) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Harris (49) I have enjoyed the comments about the heating of many of the houses with coal vs. the luxury of the 220 Volt heaters for those of us in the prefabs. I have wondered about the delivery of the coal to the houses and I can remember the dumping of the coal into the basement from our days living in Denver, prior to coming to Richland. The coal dust and sound of the sliding of the coal down the chute is very vivid! Did the coal delivery trucks back over the lawns to deliver the coal or was there an asphalt lane to the delivery window? Who remembers? To Paula Beardsley Glenn (62): Paula, thanks for helping us secure one of the books that your Dad wrote. I am enjoying reading it now! Please thank him for his efforts, for me! I enjoyed reading about the evaporative coolers in the homes and cars. I can certainly remember the one on our 3 bedroom prefab on Longfitt. It was located on the East and roared into the combination dining and living room, but the cooling it gave from the evaporation of the water trickling down the excelsior layer, surrounding the cage was heavenly. We had a small plastic hose leading from the water tap on the back side of the house to supply the water to the unit. It was strung under the cantilevered portions of the prefab. Many of you will remember that the wood foundations were recessed from the edges of the prefabs. We had one of the car air conditioners and it consisted of a sheet metal canister that was suspended on the passenger's door and fit on top of the slightly lowered window. It had an air intake at the front, through which ram air from the cars velocity entered into a hollow cylinder of excelsior. The cylinder was suspended, so that it could be rotated by pulling on a cord (the passenger's job). This caused the cylinder to rotate through a bath of water in the bottom of the canister. The ram air, was then forced through the wetted excelsior cylinder and into the car. The secret was to only use it in areas of low humidity and to keep another window open on the opposite side of the car, so the air didn't build up with humidity. he cooling effect was quite effective. My wife, Bonnie, was short and had a propensity for sleeping on the front seat of the car. More often than she likes to remember, I would fill the canister too full of water at the service station, and when we would leave the station, sometimes the water would slosh over the outlet vanes and drown her! That would awaken her rather rapidly! I have just purchased a '51 Ford with only 49,000 miles on it and I notice that in the magazine that I receive from the Early Ford V-8 Club, you can still purchase the old evaporative coolers for these cars. My wife has not encouraged me to do so! -Dick Harris '49 ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) To Kay Mitchell Coates '52 I do remember the old "little" swimming pool. Fortunately, there were a few of us that didn't have to wait an hour to go back in the pool. We would be there in the mornings teaching swimming and taking Red Cross Life Saving classes and so we were rather "in" with the lifeguards (good or bad). Anyway, at the time, we did think it was great that we could swim all day! A bunch of us kids also swam in the river and the ditches. There was a dear man in our neighborhood (remember this Ann P. Burrows '50?) who built us a great raft that we could swim out to and dive and all that fun stuff! For the life of me, I can't remember his name -- his wife's name I do remember - Ruby. After the flood and the dike was built, some of us girls went into the river for a swim and at that time we were not supposed to and the police saw us and gave us a "warning". We also swam in the irrigation ditches and my Dad used to drive us out to them. One time Ann P. Burrow '50 and Janet Browning Noga '51 and I decided that we should make some money so we got a ride with a neighbor to the cherry orchards -- well, won't go into the whole story, but we did end up picking cherries at Janet B. Noga's Dad's orchard down by the river between Richland and Kennewick. We got very warm, so we decided we would walk up the hill across from the little two lane highway and have a swim. Of course, we didn't have our suits so we took off part of our clothes and left them where we would get out and then walked up a ways and took off the rest and got into the ditch! Oh my ------ every time I would drive by that particular place in the many years that followed I would think of that and now there are so many houses around! Oh well ---- I really didn't mean to go on and on! One more thing ---- we would ride our bikes to the swimming pool also and one time the police stopped us cause we were riding double and we were against the law! So, we got a "warning" for that also! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Loescher (57) To Dick Hoff (57) When talking about Pony League pitchers, don't forget Larry Drury (57). The team he pitched for, as I recall, were state champions and went to the next level of competition in California. I don't recall their eventual outcome. To Norma Loescher Boswell (53) You're kidding? A Timber (toothpick) float? No wonder you were a skinny kid. I remember the Boston shake at Dairy Queen. It was a sundae floated on the milk shake of your choice. No wonder I wasn't a skinny kid! -Ray Loescher (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Stewart Stephenson (62) for the alumni Sandstorm to Betty McElhaney Hudson (57): Betty, I remember Skips more than Zips. My best friend Kitty Minard (62) worked there and we had to drive down there at lunch, where she worked the noon rush. Paulette Petty (62), Marlene Fredricks (62) and I would sit in the car and eat our cheeseburgers (with 4 extra cheeses) while Kitty worked. Imagine my disappointment when moving back to Richland after being gone 5 years and finding the Skips drive in gone. My tummy was all set for one of those gooey cheeseburgers. Betty, remember your sister Sue McElhaney Stewart (54) talking about By's Burgers. Wasn't that the first drive in type restaurant in Richland? I can remember being there once, when she and Roy took me when I was very small. Also to Vicki Young Davis, re: 1999 graduation, as you know Amanda Stephenson class of 1999 is our third generation graduating from Richland High. Me in 1962, daughter Merrye in 1989 and now Amanda, my granddaughter in 1999. Saw Ben and Paula and know how proud you were, tried to find you in the crowd but missed you. -Marilyn Stewart Stephenson (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Jamie Worley Hills (64) Hi Maren, hope all is well. Talked to Beth Tampien last week and she wanted to let everyone know that if they are interested in her book, "Memories of The Farmer's Wife", is available at the Museum of History and Industry here in Seattle. The address is 2700 24th Avenue East, Seattle and the phone is 206 324 1125. I have a copy and it is a delightful book with wonderful remembrances of the 50's. Was just in Richland last weekend and had a "mini" reunion with Judy Scott (64) and her family; Ginny Maxwell (64) and her husband, John Coons (63); Bill Keplinger (Bob Keplinger's (64) Dad) and Judy Keplinger. We all grew up in the same neighborhood. A good time was had by all with so many memories. Can't wait to see everyone in August. Best wishes, -Jamie Worley Hills (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) Rats! That one slipped by me! Who said what about my braids?! Now my hair is in a ponytail. I just can't do a thing with it! Speaking of coal deliveries - remember the "stokers" for our furnaces? And how many of you went from coal to little presto-log-like pellets? -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Upson (65) I'd like to clear up some of the confusion about Richland street names. I think my brother was joking a little ... although he enjoys raising rabble, too. Yes, it is true that core streets in the original city were named after Army engineers. What some of you may not be aware of, however, is that three streets were named after my brothers and me. I know this is hard to believe, but it's true. Lee told me so. Jefferson Street was named in honor of younger brother Jeff (we lived on the corner of Basswood and Jefferson), Lee Boulevard recognizes elder brother Leland, and Stevens Drive is mine. (Although my name is spelled with a "ph" (Stephen), everyone misspells it with a "v". It's just one of those things I've learned to cope all these years.) I hope this paves the way for more concrete information on Richland history. If anyone doubts my explanations, please contact Darrell Street (65) for confirmation of the facts. - Steve Upson (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) Thank you, Steve P. for giving us notice that there will be an 81-year-old in a Bayliner on an Idaho lake soon. I would personally be more concerned about a 14 year old wearing a backwards baseball hat. My family drove an Oldsmobile to Southern CA in the early sixties. Naturally, this car was not equipped with factory air, even though the backseat was comfortable and roomy. My dad got a hold of a portable air conditioner that he installed below the dashboard and put ice chunks into. Maybe it was plugged into the cigarette lighter (I don't remember). As we prepared to enter Death Valley in the middle of the day and the middle of the summer, we stopped for ice. The man who waited on us, warned my dad to do anything but drive thru there during the day. We went anyway, also using the "dipped towels in ice water method". We also carried a canvas bag of water on the bumper of the car. There were not as many stops as there are now. Did anyone ever visit Naturium Park here in Spokane? It's gone now, but seems it used to be a real attraction. Carnival rides, a huge swimming pool and dance hall. I'd never heard of it till a few years ago. -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Joe Large (68) To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51), Dear Sandra, Did your family ever buy one of those electrical stokers? We lived in a ranch house on the corner of Birch and Richmond. Dad and Mom bought the house (I think) in about 1949 or so. Anyway, I guess Dad finally got tired of shoveling coal. (I remember the small, dark coal bin that the fuel truck would come up to, open the top hatch and dump coal into, fun place to play unless they were dumping coal. Remember the old red vacuum cleaner trucks and the 6 or so huge bags on top?) The first time the automatic stoker took off and ran, it scared me to death! I was only about 7 or 8 (I think). Anyway, it was this HUMONGOUS sigh-like sound that sounded like someone emerging from the depths of the grave! My wife, Karen, says I make a very similar sound when I'm sleeping - I know she's lying! At the time this thing went off, I happened to be standing right next to it. For months, I was scared of even GOING into the furnace room. Later I got to recognizing that just before the motor took off, there would be a grinding sound as the vent chain was hauled up to the top. Then it would go. I got used to the sound after that. And (all together) everybody says - BOY WHAT A WUSS!!! OK! See if I care!!! Signed, Joe (Anonymous) Largé (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Anna Durbin (69) TO Steve Piippo (70): Thanks for the news about Toivo. He remains a legend, it seems. Please give him my best when he returns from fishing. Since I now have a 16, 13 and 9 year old, I too am amazed at brilliant people who could keep teaching junior high kids that long. We had some great ones in our time. L. Holland St. John? Ken Russell? Vera Edwards? Mr. Bernard and Mr. Barnard? Mrs. Fredericksen? I'm getting too old to remember very many. Oh my, oh my. And to think of how we must have behaved. And then on to RHS. I remember taking 11 people in our Volkswagen bug to Zips one time and almost being killed when my Mom found out. Fortunately, lawyers and insurance companies didn't cramp as much of our fun in those days. If Mrs. Jensen, my English teacher from RHS is still around, I hope she will be pleased that my 16 year old loved 'Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are Dead" as much as we did. She read it after loving Tom Stoppard's work in Shakespeare in Love. She was delighted with all the literary allusions she caught. I remember being scared to death when I went to college that I would not be able to do the work, and then realizing that we had gotten an excellent background at our Richland schools with our great teachers. So now I work hard on school board elections here. We got a board elected that actually did a facilities study after 20-30 years of deferred maintenance. Now we took out a bond issue to update electrical and heater systems and smoke alarms and all manner of stuff that hadn't been done. Our kids' elementary school hadn't been renovated since the year I was born. Sometimes I think the don't raise taxes for anything people are soft in the head. Our taxes went up several hundred dollars, but a good education helps everyone. Take care all. -Anna Durbin (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Paul Felts (69) Another Piippo Story Someone mentioned the "model ear" that Mr. Piippo had in his room -- how good is that!!! Yes, I managed to have it placed on my desk a couple of times. Seems a lot funnier now then it was then. He could sure put you in your place. He also pulled one on us that some of us will never forget. One of the PE teachers was sick and Piippo took over his class for the day. He made us do "finger exercises" for the whole period. You had to hold your arms out fully extended and we went through every finger, several at a time, all together, every which way. Boy, it did not take long for that to pass through the halls at school. Everyone was trying to figure a way out of PE that day. I have many more Piippo stories that I will save for another time. He was awesome -- I am glad to have been in his class and play basketball for him. -Paul Felts (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Polk (70) Well, I have relocated to Ohio to be closer to my 11 year old son (Matt), but thanks to the computer age and this web site, I am still able to keep up with things around the Tri-Cities and it is great. Thank you all for the contributions you make to this site. It is a great forum and is a great way for us "out-of-staters" to keep informed and keep in touch with our roots. Thanks so much. -Rick Polk (70) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* OBITUARY Elizabeth Jean Myers Clayton (49) For more information, contact: Lafe Myers (49) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/7/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Roberts (49), Ray Gillette (49), Shirley Watts (49), Ann Pearson (50), Sandra Atwater (51), Ferna Garoutte (58), Bruce Brunelle (62), Marilyn Groff (63), Carol Cross (64), Ray Stein (64), Pam Hunt (66), Mike Davis (74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Roberts (49) To Dick Harris (49) Thanks for the car pics. I remember them well. You always did such a remarkable job on making them look so cool. If we took a 360 on the road ice in that 3 window Ford coupe, it must have been pretty cozy there in the back seat. Lucky Bob Fitzpatrick (49) who you sold it to. Your Chevy Landau looked like the one I had except mine was in much worse condition and it was a two door. We took Bernie Bernhart and Carol Tyner home from a dance in your chevy. As I remember, we both got a little squeeze goodnight. I sort of remember that homemade scooter. You were quite the fiddler. And such a great story of romance about the Rodenhouse couple and their 50th wedding anniversary. You truly made their dream come true. I think the Sandstorm readers would like to hear the story. And now you will be fiddling with a 51 Ford. After the war when I was beginning to drive, my dad bought a 46 Ford 6 in Nebraska and there was still such a metal shortage that it came with 2x4 wood bumpers. I got my first speeding ticket in that car on Thayer Drive. The steel bumpers were shipped later. His next car was a 49 Mercury. That's the car that had class and I loved to drive it. His next car was a 51 Ford with automatic drive. It was hard to peel rubber with an automatic. I hope you will bring your pictures to the reunion. Cheers! To Rick Reed (49) In one my ramblings I suggested you contact Ken Ely and Joe Wilson in the Sacramento area and set up a date for us to meet on our way to the reunion. What do you think? -Dick Roberts (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Gillette (49) Was interested in the mentions of the old "little" swimming pool that was down in Amon park in 1946-47. I don't think I ever swam in it during the day time hours but I did have a couple surreptitious visits in the late hours after dark. I keep confessing my "delinquency". Wish I could remember who was with me but we would visit the pool and scale the fence for a short dip in the wee hours on the morning. Someone would have to be on watch for the headlights of one of the "Gestapo" black and whites coming down the road from Geo Wash Way. Then we would have to quickly scale the fence again and hide in the park. I probably only did that two or three times but it was a way to pass the hot summer evening. -Ray Gillette (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Shirley Watts James (49) Hi Sandstorm readers: It has been a while since I last logged in but I couldn't resist commenting on "coal". When I was first married, I lived on Stevens in an "A" duplex . It was a good thing I had a husband who considered it his job to light the fire in our coal furnace in the morning. I am not at my best in mornings ...especially cold mornings. What I didn't like the most about the coal furnace was the black soot that assembled on my curtains. In the early days of our marriage we watched our pennies so our curtains were cheap, cheap, cheap. When the tops looked black, I decided to save money and wash them myself. You can imagine my consternation when they completely dissolved in the wash. My husband's plea was, "Please don't try to save me money." Now I live in Evansville, Indiana (a coal mining area), and I recently took some middle aged professionals to look at a polluted site along a major tributary of the Ohio River, and they didn't know what they were looking at was coal. I suddenly felt a jillion years old. To: Cliff Judd (49): Cliff, it was so good to hear from you, and I am happy your mom liked me because I liked her too. Yes, I am coming to the reunion if all goes well. We have a very ill member of my husband's family and everything is on hold until we find out how he fares. As you see from my above message, I live in Indiana. No... I don't know the whereabouts of Leon Syzmanski. I rented his family's "B" house with two other girls in 1955, but was asked to find another place because neighbors complained to the housing authorities that single girls were occupying the house and at that time a single person couldn't rent a house in Richland. I guess they were afraid we would party too much; If that was their supposition , they weren't wrong because those certainly were our party days. Since then I lost track of the Szymanski's but would love to hear news about them. They were great people and loved music. To Peggy Roesch (71): Did you ever get my message about your dad? He was one of my best bosses, and a very intelligent man. How is he doing? I was saddened to hear about the passing of Liz Myers. I had just read our Class Prophesy a few days ago which she wrote in conjunction with Phil Raekes and Willy Ann Erickson, and I was looking forward to seeing her at the reunion. Liz was a very gifted woman. -Shirley Watts James (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50) If I remember right - and who knows if that is true - there were no asphalt paths to the coal bins - they must have just gone over the lawns!! I remember the "first and last" things the fathers did in the morning and at night was stoke those furnaces - and I do remember sneaking in thru the coal bin one night because my "friends" wouldn't bring me home by my curfew. It was summer time and the swamp cooler was running so I thought I would have a better chance of not getting black - wrong and wrong that I was sneaking in as my father was waiting on the other side of the bin!! He couldn't help but laugh at my sooty appearance. Also, Sandy, you have a memory like an elephant!! However, I do remember all those "cherry picking" days - we were always trying to earn some money - even cut asparagus one DAY. Now that is hard work! I can hardly eat bing cherries anymore. -Ann Pearson Burrows (50) ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) To Joe Large '68 I don't remember the red vacuum cleaner trucks - why were they used? Did not have an electrical stoker and have never heard of them. Both my husband and I were trying to remember if the ashes were taken out from below the furnace with a shovel or were you able to pull some sort of a tray type thing out or whatever was done and what was done with the ashes when thrown away. Just in a garage can or some special place to put them? I think ---- not sure that there was just a long tunnel type device that would extend from the truck to the coal window and not go over the grass?????? I'm sure it would have a name ------- long tunnel type device ------ just cannot think of what it is!!! Ha! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Ferna Garoutte Hicks (58) Does anyone remember the story that one of the ranch houses had a basement under it and when the engineers found out they had it covered but the cement foundation was still suppose to be there? I remember when I was grown and looking for a house I tried to find it, thought it would be cool to just dig it out and have a basement. I too remember the coal furnaces, one time my parents were gone for the evening and I decided to stoke the furnace for the night and save my dad the job. After too many shovels full we ended up having to open the windows and doors for a few hours to cool off the house. He never would let me build the fire again. How often is the class address and e mail addresses updated? Its great to hear all the stories and it does bring back a lot of memories. Keep the stories coming. -Ferna Garoutte Hicks (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Bruce Brunelle (62) RE: More about Piippo Let me ring two more bells that I haven't seen rung in the Piippo stories. Mentally he made sure that you were considering a hiding place for, "when the Russians were coming." He also had one of the world's dullest axes in his room and a log outside that could be hacked by anyone with excess energy for as long as they liked. -Bruce Brunelle (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Groff Taylor (63) TO: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) My mother was from Spokane so we had a bunch of relatives who lived there. My aunt lived only a few blocks from the Natitorium Park. It is one of my most treasured childhood memories. I remember miniature roadsters children could drive around a course. I was always too small to do much on my own, but I loved riding while my brother drove. They also had a huge Carrousel (Merry-go-Round). The kind you would reach for and try to grab a ring and if the ring was brass you won a free ride. Like I said I was always too small so I never was able to grab for the ring. Well, about 5 years ago my family had a reunion in Spokane. I had heard the Carrousel had been saved, refurbished, and set up in a special building down by the river. My sweet husband helped me find it and I rode on the Carrousel the first time in 40 some years. I wasn't too small this time and I was able to grab for the ring. It may sound silly but it was one of the high lites of my life. If you get a chance, go to see it, it is wonderful and they did a wonderful job restoring it. -Marilyn Groff Taylor (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Cross Llewellyn (64) All this talk of coolers -- my family must have been lower middle class than I thought. We had a fan in the hole at the top of the attic steps and opened all the windows to suck in the "cool" night air. Dad used to hose the roof down on really hot nights. The family rented an air conditioner for my wedding in 67 and has had one ever since. Now I live six miles off the Washington Coast where it is cool ALL THE TIME!! -Carol Cross Llewellyn (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Stein (64) To Steve Piippo (70) Here's my Coach Strankman story: In 1960, the Chief Jo Football team was one win away from an undefeated season. At practice, on the night before our final game with Carmichael, Coach Strankman says, "Now you guys know that if we go undefeated, you've got to carry the coach off the field". We then practiced carrying Strankman around the field on our shoulders. Sure enuf, the next night when victory was secured, the biggest guys on our team (I think it was Jim Coyne and Alan Jorgensen) were pulled from the game and when the final whistle blew, they hoisted Coach Strankman to their shoulders and carried him off. We loved that guy! Ray Stein ('64) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Hunt Cadd (66) Lee Bush (68) - I got a kick out of your description of the old window air conditioning for cars. Our family took a trip to Disneyland in about '56, and we had the same setup. I'm sure any benefit was purely psychological! (I also remember an "air conditioner" that was a box that sat on the floor between the driver and passenger, blowing sorta- cool air.) On that trip -- to my great surprise -- my parents bought a new Olds in Anaheim, and it had *built-in* air conditioning! Oh, what bliss that return trip was! -Pam Hunt Cadd (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) Still another Piippo Classic: In ninth grade health class a classmate of mine attempted to pull one over on Mr. Piippo. One day while we were filtering into class and Mr. Piippo was out in the hall this classmate (I don't even remember who it was now) placed a hand written note on Mr. Piippo's desk. The note read: "SMILE IF YOU AREN'T WEARING UNDERWEAR". Everyone in the class knew of the note and anxiously awaited to see Mr. Piippo's response. When Mr. Piippo walked into the room and preceded toward his desk the room was silent except a few muffled giggles. Mr. Piippo picked up the note and read it with his best deadpan face - not even a glimpse of a smile. Somehow Mr. Piippo knew who the culprit was and walked straight to his desk with this very stern look on his face. He slammed the note down on the kid's desk and stood above him in silence. The kid slowly and cautiously looked up at the towering Mr. Piippo above him and cracked a small innocent smile. Mr. Piippo just walked away and said, "I thought so!" Mr. Piippo was always a step ahead of us students and we didn't even know it. I think we kept him young. -M. Davis (74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/8/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers (one Anonymous) today: Jo Cawdrey (50), Sandra Atwater (51), Mike Brady (61), Denny Damschen (62), Jim Vache (64), Patti McLaughlin (65), Patty de la Bretonne (65), Lloyd Swain (66), Phil Jones (69), Mike Franco (70), Valerie Polentz (72), Miriam Lewis (76), Kelly Weil (81), Anonymous (??) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Anonymous ...haven't seen any resize for the RHS Chili recipe.. Here is an approximate breakdown ... should make 10 servings. 1 3/4 lbs. Ground Beef 8 1/4 C. Pinto Beans 1 1/4 C. Tomato paste 3/4 C. Water 2 2/3 TBS. Chili Powder 1/4 TBS. Cumin 1/2 TBS. Garlic Powder 1/2 TBS. Sugar 1/2 TBS. Salt 1/2 tsp. Black Pepper 2 TBS. Dried Onion Flakes If you really want to be exact.. add an extra 1/2 tsp each of Garlic Powder, Sugar and Salt and about 1/8 tsp of Dried Onion Flakes. Brown the Beef, add the rest of the ingredients… Heat to temperature and serve. ******************************************************* >>From: Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49 and 50) To Cheryl Moran Fleming (66). I lived in Spokane until the end of my Freshman year - when we moved to Richland. You bet I remember the Natatorium Park. We used to go there for lots of special occasions - and the night I graduated from Jr. High School, I had my first date to "The Nat" via city bus. Even though I hated it, I always rode the roller coaster with whoever wanted to go on it so I wouldn't appear chicken. Regarding the "Merry-Go-Round", we discovered it in downtown Spokane many years later when we were college shopping with our daughters. I tried to explain to Barb Barron Doyle (50) and Norma Culverhouse King (49) how important it was for us to ride on it and finally be grown enough to reach for the "brass ring" - but they would not go with me!!! As I've told them many times since, they missed an experience of a lifetime!!! I did, however, finally get to ride it as an adult with my daughter, Carol, and we DID GET THE BRASS RING!!! Hi to Sandra, Ray, Dicks, et al 49-51. Love all the memories. -Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49 and 50) ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Guys always talk cars and I just decided to say a little something. Way back in the WW2 years cars were very hard to get and so my Dad was able to get a '36 Chevy. I learned to drive with that car. I never had a car of my own, but my favorite car of my Dad's was a '49 Ford ------ it had a lot of "gumption"! Does anyone remember being stopped a a stop sign and then saying, "Digger O'Dell? and taking off with a lot of "gumption"? Does anyone remember "Digger O'Dell"? Ann P. Burrows (50) you may not remember this --- but --- my Dad thought I should make a mistake only once and unfortunately I did make a mistake more than one time. Well, Ann P. B. already had her drivers license and so my Dad told me to just take the car as long as Ann was with me and learn more about driving!!!! Sooooo many years later, I drove my Dad to Spokane and he gave me the best compliment by telling me that I was a good driver!! Ha! You know Ann, I don't remember you trying to sneak in the coal room. Were we awful to you by not getting you home on time? Silly question. -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Brady (61) I remember Mr. Piippo's first day of class in the 7th grade. Not only was I intimidated by attending a new school and being low person on the totem pole, I shook in my seat as Mr. Piippo gave his opening day "address" about how we must behave in his classroom. I took the message to heart. Being a gym rat, I appreciated that Mr. Piippo opened the gym for us every Saturday during the winter to play basketball. He sat on the the bleachers and read his newspaper or magazine while future Warriors tried to impress him with their basketball talent. I imagine that if I met him today, I would still be in awe. Years later, watching Ray Stein (64) play basketball for WSU, I was glad to have had the opportunity to play with him on those cold Saturday mornings in the Chief Jo gym. A few years ago I was at a meeting with Marv Harshman. I asked him who he considered the top players he coached. He mentioned Ray Stein and Chuck Curtis. He said that Ray would start pressing the opposing team before they stepped out of their locker room. I met a Chief Jo teacher about 15 years ago. His name was Mr. Kirkendorfer. Mr. Kirkendorfer was teaching in the Seattle area at the time. He said that Richland kids were the brightest kids he had ever taught. I remember Mr. Kirkendorfer told me that I needed to pay attention and work to my potential. For me, that was a trend that continued through high school. But, thank goodness for 3 years, 10 months and 13 days and. . . (you bet, I loved every minute of it!) in the military and Community College (they take anyone regardless of GPA), I finally made it through 4 years of college. I occasionally have nightmares that I must go back to high school and do it "right" or "they" will take away my college diploma. Speaking of coal, do you remember when they painters came around to paint our houses. That was a big deal. They would eat their lunches in the basement and my sisters and I would join them. It seemed like a picnic. Thrills were easy in those days! -Mike Brady (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Damschen (62) In Re: Early cooling. When my parents first moved from Minnesota hey lived in a 20 foot trailer in Pasco near the Columbia River at the foot of the old Pasco-Kennewick Bridge. Probably about where the Big Pasco Warehouses are now. (We moved to Richland when I was 6 mos. old) Anyhow, I don't remember this personally, but I've seen a picture of that little trailer with a lawn sprinkler on top of it for cooling. In Re: Early heating. I do remember, though, moving from Richland to West Richland in the Summer of 1960. The house they bought wasn't a Prefab, but it used the 220 Watt Prefab heaters for heating. My mother took single loaf aluminum bread pans and filled them with water and set them on top of each heater. She said the electric heat dried the air too much and the evaporation from the bread pans would moisten the air. later, denny damschen (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Vache (64) Do any Carmichael-ites remember the shop teacher, Mr. Anderson? I didn't take shop, but did take mechanical drawing from him and have some vivid memories of trying to draw various objects on thick green paper that did not erase very well. I am curious if others have memories of the man and the class? (I was there in 59 and 60). I am interested in relearning the skills that were taught in that class and have yet not found any instructions for the drawing process. (I know, I know, that is all done by CAD/CAM these days, but I want to be a Luddite in this context.). -Jim Vache (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) To: Dick Harris (49) As Joe Large (68) alluded to, for those of us living in Ranch Houses, the coal truck would pull to the top of the driveway and slide the coal down the hatch in the top of the "coal bin" attached to the back of our laundry rooms. Just about everyone converted these to little workshops when they switched to central heating. The "red vacuum" trucks were Pringle's. They are still in business today. They "vacuum" out your air ducts. With modern filters, I really don't think this is a necessary service. But, I do know people who still hire them every spring - even in brand new houses. And Mr. Piippo (whom I am smug to say, I may call Toivo) did not keep the axe in his room. It (and the chopping block) were in the storage/janitor's room across the hall. But he denies it to this day! -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65) I think Mrs. Jensen passed away some years ago. I believe she quit teaching and took a different job for a while. I really liked her alot. Patty de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Lloyd Swain (66) Hi kids... Hey.. Cool Desert Nights is coming June 17-20... the Kingsmen play Saturday night from 9 - 12... it would be neat to see all you alums at this concert in the park... Though I do believe there is something planned.... -Lloyd Swain (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) Great stuff lately. First, it was way cool to see Ray Stein (64) send in stuff about Strankman. Ray was a god to me when he was a Bomber athlete and I was an impressionable Carmichael Cougar. Now it's "Be Like Mike". When we were kids it was "Be like Ray". He was awesome in high school and remained so while playing with Lenny Allen and Teddy W. at WSU. To Felts 69 Think of the characters we had as coaches at RHS. Art, Ray and Rish with Fred Strankman adding additional color. When George Rallis had his (unsuccessful) stint as RHS football coach between Rish and JD, Fred had the "scrubs". They were the scout team and the JV's and they were called Fred's Red's because they were outfitted in red practice jerseys while the varsity starters had green or gold. There was a real class system based on what jerseys you wore. Anyway, Rallis sold us all a bill of goods and beat the tar out of us in practice. In the meantime, Fred's Reds were winning (the varsity wasn't) and having lots of fun (we weren't). We had some complimented play calling system on the varsity level while Fred would draw plays in the dirt with a stick. At the time we thought Fred could use a little more "sophisticated" approach. Now as a coach, I see the beauty in Fred's methods. The kids HAD FUN and they played better. What a concept. Juricich was a beauty also. One day, in JV hoops, I had on a gold practice jersey and was told to be on the gold team. By mistake I started to switch my reversible jersey, thinking I was in green. Ray made a big production of it. "Jeez Jones! What do ya take in school here anyway? Sandpile and fire drill?" Classic line. The way kids and parents are today, I wonder how Art, Fran and Ray would have responded. I would have never occurred to me or my dad to approach Art or Ray about playing time or cuts or anything. I was certainly way too intimidated to have "open communication "with these coaches. They did what they wanted and I don't know that anybody felt comfortable confronting them on stuff. Maybe it was just me, but they had us all buffaloed in a big way. To Lee Bush (68) We didn't have an evaporating car-window air conditioner so we were really hot until my dad bought a new red Ford Fairlane station wagon WITH AIR. You remember, one of those units mounted on the floorboard hump below the dash with the round, silver louvers. What luxury. The station wagon stayed pretty cool but not too cool in the back seat. I would still get hot and stick to our FingerHut transparent seat covers. Remember the ones with the millions of little air bubbles sticking up. I think they were supposed to trap the air and stay hot or cool. (how did they know?) I remember them as sticky, sweat inducers that that left an interesting mass of dents on your face when you woke up from sleeping on the seat. Also, remember the canvas water bags you strapped to your front bumper to keep water cold? Remember that the name on the front of the coal furnace? I think it said "Waterbury-Steamy"? or something like that. -Phil Jones (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Franco (70) Ok.... I can't resist... coach Piippo and Strankman.... I may have shared this before but when I was playing 7th grade hoops at Chief Jo Coach Piippo used to work with us on Saturday mornings... remember how that locker room smelled?!?!?! anyway we had a pretty good team but a few of us weren't quite as intense as we could have been and Piippo would get tired of telling us where we should be and walk over, grab a pinch of the shoulder of our t-shirt and pull us over to the correct position. By the end of the season all our shirts had little crowns on the shoulders! Another Piippo ism.... any "point men" out there??? As in "Franco, some day you will be a point man!".... (this was in the mid 60's, when nobody wanted to be a point man!!!) And I remember as a 7th grader at Chief Jo with Strankman teaching our PE class a little wrestling (Fred style) to a combined class with the 8th and 9th graders. One day Fred approved a format that consisted of our version of "over-the-rope-battle-royal".... four of us 7th graders trying to toss Tank Roberts out of the ring... We failed!!! Three of my favorite Chief Jo legends... Piippo, Strankman and Tank Roberts!!! -Mike Franco (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Valerie Polentz Topham (72) I need help! My daughter and I will be moving back to the area in July and I think I am most nervous about leaving my mechanics. Does anyone have a BMW and a good mechanic to go with it? Thanks. -Valerie Polentz Topham (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Miriam Lewis (76) I also had Mr. Piippo for health class. He told us that he was Finnish and that meant he was descended from Gengis Khan so we'd better watch out. He certainly managed to impress a bunch of blasé adolescents. To Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65): I'd forgotten the braids but I remember the cold cereal, eaten directly from the box, no milk. Am I out of my mind or did that really happen (I realize that the two are not mutually exclusive). Also, just like Julie Ham (77) and Suzy Nuest (77), I'm 40. It happens to all of us if we live that long. I didn't realize that you weren't a lot older than we were because like most teenagers, I thought of all adults as being around the same age (except for the really ancient ones). The laugh, of course, is now on me. -Miriam Lewis (76) ******************************************************* >>From: Kelly Weil Austin (81) Maren, Could you put this in the Sandstorm? I figured out the Richland School District Chili recipe in a small enough amount to serve a family of 6-8, and here it is: 1-1/2 pounds ground beef 1 tsp cumin 3 (15 oz) cans of pinto beans 2 tsp garlic powder 2 (6 oz) cans of tomato paste 2 tsp sugar 2 cups water 1 tsp black pepper 2 tbsp chili powder 2 tsp salt 1 tsp dried onion flakes These amounts seem consistent with other chili recipes I've tried in the past. I'm going to try making a chili and cinnamon roll supper tonight to see if these proportions work right. For your own individual taste, you may want to adjust the seasonings. I hope this helps everyone who had trouble paring down the "Serves 300" version of this recipe. All I did was take a little time, a calculator, and converted some of the units into small enough increments to make sense in a smaller recipe (quarts to cups to tbsp to tsp). -Kelly Weil Austin (81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/9/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Harris (49), Craig Buchanan (57), Dick Hoff (57), Gloria Falls (58), John Adkins (62), Greg Boyd (63), Gary Ennor (64), Kenny Peterson (64), Georgia Rushworth (66), Glenda Hammer (66), Pam Ehinger (67), Lee Bush (68), Jefferson Saunders (69), Mike Davis (74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Harris (49) Re: Spokane Natatorium Park: I recently saw on Spokane Public Television (we get both Seattle and Spokane PBS stations, here in Wenatchee) a documentary regarding Natatorium Park and what a grand asset it was for Spokane. It reminded me a great deal of Eliches and Lakeside Amusement Parks in Denver, when I was a kid in the 30's and very early 40's. They pointed out what an attraction it was for the armed service members, during WWII. The main mode of transportation to it was the streetcar, in those days. Apparently it had beautiful gardens and a fabulous swimming pool (Natatorium). They had pictures of the roller coaster, the famed merry-go-round, etc. Yes, the merry-go-round in Spokane's River front Park is that same one! You have a good memory on that, Jo Cawdrey! It is quite possible that this video is available from KSPS 7, PBS Network affiliate, S. 4103 Regal, Spokane, WA 99203. -Dick Harris '49 ******************************************************* >>From: Craig Buchanan (57) To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) You wondered about how the ashes were removed from the old coal furnaces. Below the larger door where the coal was placed was a smaller door and this is where the ashes were shoveled out. Also there was a garbage can which appeared just like the regular garbage can, but was about 60% smaller in size, this can was called the "Ash Can" and would sit next to the furnace. I got very familiar with this can as it was often my duty to "take the ashes out." When it was filled with the ashes it would be emptied once a week along with the other garbage cans. (A side note on the ash cans.) One fourth of July some of us neighborhood boys placed an ash can out in the street, placed a large "Salute" fire cracker under it and send the ash can well above the height of the 'A' house. -Craig Buchanan (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Hoff (57) TO Bill Byrd (59) and Ray Loescher (57) You are both right, Jim Smith, would have been class of 57 or 58? if he had graduated from Col Hi. He was very fast. You moved my memory bank Ray. Larry Drury (57) was one of the good ones. How about Lee Arnold (57). We used to love to see that left handed thumb-er take the mound. Jim Bobo another wrong arm was always tough. -Dick Hoff (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) I also remember NAT Park as a small child. Used to go there on my birthdays whenever we came back to town to visit relatives. You can still ride the carousel, and did that a few years ago for memory sake. It is down town by RiverPark Square now. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins (62) Thanks to someone anonymous and Kelly Weil-Austin - Bomber chili can be made in the home - Does this mean the two alumni to "break the code" will now and forever more be known as "Chili Crackers"? -John Adkins "62" ******************************************************* >>From: Greg Boyd (63) When we moved into our Ranch House on Torbett, my dad was positively alarmed at the "primitive" electrical service. So for those of you that knew my dad (Jim Boyd AKA Jungle Jim) he decided after a winter or two of coal burning and no cooling (remember this was in the early 50's) he decided to "fix" things. So one dark night when to power company was not looking he pulled the meter and installed a 100 amp service panel (big stuff in those days). What I remember most was the rope tied to his waist. Should he "screw up" and get lit up, my job was to pull hard on the rope and get his charred remains away for the hot leads. Any way, all went well and he (dad) now had the power for an electric furnace conversion he designed, built (in the coal bin shop), and installed in the existing furnace plenum. However, his greatest feat was the swamp cooler he built into the laundry room side of the cold air return. Armed with a industrial strength (how I remember it) he bent sheet metal by hand, soldered the seams, installed hardware cloth and sesil (sp?) mat, then added a copper drip line drilled with lots of holes to keep the mat wet. Of course water and sewer was free then, so he just used city water (without circulation) and dumped the discharge in the drain. Once he had the system running, he invited some of the neighbors over to enjoy "cooling." I think having the only "cool" house in neighborhood became an excuse for a neighborhood party as dad laboriously explained how you too could build your own cooling system. Nobody followed suit (I wonder why) but did manage to have a good time partying with dad. (He always had a good supply of scotch on hand for these sorts of seminars and the like. Anybody else have any more home built heating and cooling stories about Richland. Of course and as pointed out earlier, sprinkling the roof helped? -Greg Boyd (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Ennor (64) to: Jim Vache (64) I remember Mr. Anderson at Carmichael very well. The class was mechanical drawing. He would frequently get the class started (i.e.., take role) and then disappeared for a while only to reappear with a Life or Look magazine. He would lean back in his chair with his feet propped on his desk and read while the class worked on drawing projects. If you approached him without his noticing, you would often find that the Look or Life was just a cover a copy of Mad Magazine. I don't remember what the drawing style was called but I think it involved beginning with a view of the object in the upper left quadrant of the drawing paper. Using a T-square, some of these dimensions could be transferred to another view in the lower left quadrant, and similarly to a third view in the lower right quadrant. Then, using triangles with the T-square, points from each of the three different views were used to create in the upper right quadrant what was called a "perspective" or 3 dimensional appearing view of the object. This last step was almost magical because the ruler or scale was not used at all for dimensioning this drawing -- everything was transferred with T-square and triangles from the first three views of the object being drawn. I didn't realize until many years later the profound impression this class left on me. After being "saved" from law school in Chicago, I ran a small construction company for several years and the training received in 9th grade at Carmichael was an invaluable asset. You're right -- the paper was light green and difficult to erase well without leaving a trace. Neatness was one of the aspects upon which we were graded. There were a number of rowdy guys in the class who were there for purposes other than learning. Often one of the pranks they played was to blow the graphite pencil filing on your drawing (we used sand paper to sharpen the pencils to a fine point). You had to carefully blow it off the green paper (a nearly impossible task) otherwise the whole drawing could be ruined. -Gary Ennor (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Kenny Peterson (64) Hi Jim, oh I remember al Andy quite well I really did learn some things in that class as far as drawing went. I also remember REAL well the hacks (the board with the holes in it) I can see it now (or should I say feel it now) Peterson up front bend over and pow right from the floor he would come up with everything he had oh did it hurt, but like everyone else we didn't let it on. Oh ya I remember him well. I still have and sometimes use some of the instruments. Well hope all is well with you all stay healthy. -Ken Peterson (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Georgia Rushworth (66) Whatever happened to Tank Roberts, anyway? He was much fun in Jr. High! -Georgia Rushworth 66 ******************************************************* >>From: Glenna Hammer Moulthrop (66) One of the things I enjoy most are the memories of favorite teachers. I know that I've seen the name of my favorite, Ed Fankhauser, mentioned several times. (Even though I had to be one of his worst chemistry students, he still had faith in me!) This morning, I had the joy of running into Mr. Fankhauser and his lovely wife, JoAnne, at the Tri-Cities Cancer Center. In spite of his fight with cancer, he still has that wonderfully warm and gracious smile. I know that he'd love to hear from his former students. If you care to send a memory in to the Sandstorm, I'll print copies for him and JoAnne. Or, if you like to send him a card or personal note, here's the address: [*] -Glenna Hammer Moulthrop (66) [*] deleted for privacy - contact Glenna for the address] ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Re: Cool Summer Nights. Well I've been talking up our Hand-Painted 73 VW Van, and how great it looks, well...... about 3 wks ago a deer jumped out in front of us from nowhere and dented in the front!! Up until then we had no dents in the front or any where on the bus! But now there's a BIG dent in the front causing the paint to peel! I'll do my best to fix it, but be kind when it does arrive on Fri. for the Biggest Class Reunion ColHi has ever had!! I'm looking forward to the class of '67's fiftieth birthday party! Plus all the good music that will be there!! See Ya All in 10 days!! -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 Bombers Rule ******************************************************* >>From: Lee Bush (68) To: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) RE: The Natatorium in Spokane Cheryl - My grandparents lived in Spokane from the late fifties until my grandpa's death in '76. We used to go up on weekends quite a bit. Our big treat was to go to "NAT PARK" as it was called. It was located along the north banks of the Spokane River out near the area of Spokane Falls Community College. Besides the carousel, already mentioned in the Alumni Sandstorm - which is located at River front Park in downtown Spokane, along the Spokane River - my favorites included the miniature train ride that ran around the perimeter of the park, flying rocket ship rides (similar to the Dumbo Ride at Disneyland), the miniature car course (already mentioned) and photo booths. There was also a roller coaster and a fun house, which I stayed away from. I'm sure there was other things to do, but these stand out in my memory. If you still live in Spokane, my grand parents lived up near Shadle Park at 5610 N. Cannon street. I've driven by the house which still stands. We also went to see The Captain Cy (spelling?) show in person, which was similar to the Uncle Jimmy show on KEPR. Thanks for mentioning Nat Park, brought back some great kid memories - especially of my grandpa and grandma (both deceased). -Lee Bush (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Jefferson Saunders (69) to -Mike Franco (70) and others Re: Dave 'Tank' Roberts I believe Dave still lives out in Benton City. I recall our entire Boy Scout Troop 248 having the same task of tackling and stopping Dave. It would take several of us grabbing each leg and piled high upon his back ... but he would just keep plowing through us until we managed to trip him. When Tank was a bit older and displayed a dark curly beard he would wear an Army cap and shirt, and stick a cigar in his mouth ... Well, in those post Cuban Crisis days he looked a lot like Castro ... And scared the **** out of folks. We always loved the hear him play the guitar and sing 'Pizano Wine,' but that was after he burned his library card in protest of something. Jefferson Saunders (69) Alki Beach Seattle ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) I'm a school teacher nowadays and with all the changes in the expectations of student achievement and teacher accountability Mr. Piippo and his teaching style is a breath of fresh air. One particular method I would love to use today was the Piippo philosophy of: "Why say the same thing six times when one is enough?" I had Mr. Piippo first period and on the days when he would be lecturing on a particular health topic he would set the big reel to reel tape recorder on his desk. He would give the lecture first hour, taping it on the recorder. Then the next five periods just play back his lecture. Another story: My first day of class in his room. He walked in, everyone was silent. He walked up to his desk. My desk happened to be right directly in front of his. He grabbed his roll book and threw it at me, scaring the $@#& out of me. Then in that classic voice he said, "You Davis? I'm Piippo. Call roll." All of today's teachers need more Piippo in them. -M. Davis (74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/10/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff in: Norma Culverhouse (49), Marguerite Groff (54), Jim Hamilton (63), Jean Armstrong (64), John Bixler (64), Donna Pardee (65), Bob DeGraw (66), Shirley Collings (66), Rick Valentine (68), Steve Piippo (70), Peggy Roesch (71), Brad Upton (74), Karen Rathjen (74), Mark Mattingly (77), Danny O'Donnell (87) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Norma Culverhouse King (49) TO Rex Davis (49), It was nice to see you at the WR golf course. The ladies were glad you were playing behind us and wanted me to thank you for gathering up their clubs. They are not always that careless. to Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50): I remember that trip to Spokane with our daughters and you wanting so desperately to go on the Merry-go-round. As I recall, I was willing and it was Barbara who really regretted not doing it. Talk about the air conditioning (or lack of) and the coal furnaces brought back a lot of memories. By the time Ray and I were married and finally moved into an "F" house we bought (that was the year the government sold the houses) from the little two bedroom prefab we were happy with the furnace as opposed to the terrible electric heaters in the prefabs. My first born got a bad burn on his hand from on of the heaters. Being the smart boy he is, he never would go near the heaters again. Does anyone remember the Dairy Mart? Why did they go out of business? It was such a great service. Needing milk, bread, and/or dessert for the kid's lunch at the last minute, I could jump in the car (usually with several kids in the back seat and who wants to take them in the store) get what I needed without getting out of the car. Keep the memories coming. -Norma Culverhouse King (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) Nat Park in Spokane. I've been reading the memories from everyone, including my little sister, Marilyn Groff Taylor (63). Our mother was raised in Spokane so we visited there quite often as we were growing up and had lots of chances to enjoy the park. Mom's oldest sister, Dodie, lived just up the hill from Nat; just a short walk. Each summer I went to Spokane for about 2 weeks to visit with relatives. I always spent a week at my Aunt Dodie's and when she felt I was old enough she would give me spending money and allow me to go to the park by myself. It was wonderful. It was like I had my own playground. I don't remember all the rides, but I do remember the Merry-Go-Round and the rings we could reach for and grab. If I was really lucky, the ring I grabbed would be the brass ring and that would get me a second ride for free. I also remember the Roller Coaster - I thought it was so exciting. (These days I wouldn't go on a roller coaster for anything; they are so -- so big - and frightening to this older person). I didn't mind being there by myself and no one ever bothered me. Since it was summer, it was very busy every day, so I never really felt alone - it was easy to strike up conversations with kids my age. Can you imagine, in this day and age, allowing a child to go to a carnival like that all by herself? Times were so different then. A few years ago I was staying at the Sheraton in Spokane, which is located near Spokane's beautiful Riverfront Park. I made a special visit to the Merry-Go-Round which was relocated from Nat. to Riverfront. The magic is still there. This time I missed getting the brass ring - but it was sure fun trying. It's like turning back and being that young girl again. I jump at every opportunity I get to ride on a Merry-Go-Round with a small grandchild - their delighted faces also brings back the magic. We don't get a lot of chances to be kids again - so if you can ever bring back the magic of your childhood - do it. It's great!! -Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) Me thinks that Leonard Anderson, the Mechanical Drawing Instructor was no relation to Elton "I'll Take The Hall Passes Now" Anderson, the Study Hall Guy. Although I recall that they both smelled like pipe smoke. Learned a bunch from Leonard Anderson, but didn't realize just how much 'til I wrestled a bunch of 2x4's into a family room back in the early days of the Carter Administration. I drew the plans, using all that he taught me. Based on the results, there was a lot more promise than the C+ he gave me showed. Is it too late to appeal? Leonard "Andy" Anderson did in fact have a paddle, which was best known by Shelly McCoy. In fact their relationship was truly "Up close and PERSONAL". Shelly who would have been the Poster Child for Hyper-Active/ADD was called up front on a daily basis. As I recall the litany, it was "McCoy front and center". Then when Shelly had "Assumed the angle", the gamesmanship would commence. Near misses, feints and flinches were great entertainment to us all. I especially recall once time when Dick Plows did something that got Mr. Anderson to look up and immediately assume it was McCoy acting up. From the front of the room he said "Skellywag, front and center I'm gonna lay on FIVE". Shelly replied, "What did I do?". Andy said he was talking. McCoy's response, was "I wasn't talking, I was singing". Without missing a beat, the response was "Singin', Six". Got a feeling that the Nike wearing "facilitators" in our schools today aren't nearly as memorable, nor as entertaining. -Jim Hamilton (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) Speaking of recipes, does anyone remember making root beer in the basement??? I hope we weren't the only ones... Does anyone have a recipe for root beer??? -Jean Armstrong Reynolds '64 ******************************************************* >>From: John Bixler (64) Talking about swamp coolers - we had a portable swamp cooler for the car. We took a trip to Sacramento in the early fifties and this thing really helped. It hung on the top edge of the passenger side window. The window closed on it with a sort of register vent on the inside of the car and a tube like a small jet engine on the outside. You filled it with water and there were two strings that were connected to the inside portion of the device. As you drove air was forced into to the front end of the tube on the outside and funneled or blown into the car. The strings were actually one string so that you pulled on one and then the other which actuated something internal that added water to the mechanism and into the car. I have never seen another one. It is funny what your mind chooses to store for future retrieval - I remember a anecdote that Coach Piippo told us once: There was a school that had placed its trophy case just outside the visiting team's locker room in the gymnasium. Every time the Chief Jo basketball team would play there he would give a real good pep talk only to have the wind go out of the sales of the team as they stopped on the way out of the locker room to "admire" the trophies in the trophy case. They always got beat. He was determined to prevent that from reoccurring. On the next visit he went nuts - he yelled screamed, and kicked in a locker and then chased the team out to the floor - they never even saw the trophies. They won! -John Bixler (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Donna Pardee Strasser (65) Fellow Alums, I just did some end of the year shopping at the RHS school store. Lots of cool BOMBER stuff at very reasonable prices. If you can't get to the store in person in the next few days call Mary Kaye Hegert @ [*] Or e-mail her any time at [deleted for privacy] She can also arrange for the school store to open during an alumni tour during the summer. Mary Kaye is the DECA teacher. Bomber Cheers, -Donna Pardee Strasser (65) [*] phone number deleted for privacy. E-mail Donna for the number or e-mail Mary Kaye. -Maren] ******************************************************* >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66) Another Uptown store is closing its doors. Dawson Richards is beginning a liquidation sale at noon today. Their hours for June 9th - 11th are noon until 8:00pm Saturday, June 12th, they are open 10:00am until 5:00pm Next week they will resume their normal hours, I believe they are 10:00am until 5:00pm Everything is at least 50% off. Bomber t-shirts are $19.88. Their inventory includes letterman jackets, also (no price given in their ad, however) -Shirley Collings Haskins (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Valentine (68) RE: Natitorium Park (Spokane) The "Loof" Carousel turns 90 this week end, and the Spokane Parks Department is having a birthday party to celebrate. On the down side, the rings are no longer metal, they are now plastic, the rides are shorter and cost more. Expo 74 paid for the building it is now in, and it was installed there in 1975, the carousel is now the center point of Spokane's Riverfront Park.... -Rick Valentine (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo (70) To Mike Davis (74): There were many years teachers at CJ, including Toivo had six periods of kids with up to 50 kids in a classroom without air conditioning. Tread lightly these days as a teacher, Mike. The game has changed. Your students must enjoy you! -Steve Piippo (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Peggy Roesch (71) Dear, dear Mr. Fankhauser. He was always such a gentleman and so patient with me. I was in one of his classes with a particular bunch of rowdies, like Patti Gage and Gary Cadd and Paula Higby. What a terrible example they set for me. Gary would make a huge (tho' fake) sneeze into my long hair just as Fang walked past our desks. Patti and I like to mix up noxious combinations and leave them under the front counter. We also took on a special project to measure the oxygen level of the Yakima River at various points upriver to Prosser; our results showed that the river contained a negative level of oxygen. Paula ... well, Paula was always so sweet and dignified, but she's the one who got me eating Three Musketeers for lunch while we sat in the chemistry room "studying" before class. I don't remember who the scamp was who taught me to place those hot beakers on my lab notebook, effectively melting the carbon paper into a big blob on the copy that was supposed to be my study copy. Ooops. Between Mr. Fankhauser, Mr. "Habitat-is-a-Spatial- Concept" Harbour*, Mrs. Davis, Mr. Greenough (who called me Moose-Jaw and Butter-Ball), Miss Skogin ... I had some incredibly talented and dedicated teachers. Too bad they didn't get the incredibly talented and dedicated student they deserved in me! *Actually, Mr. Harbour claimed that habitat is a time concept. Have you ever heard such nonsense? Later, -Peggy Roesch '71 ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Upton (74) Hey Bombers, Anybody going to be in Reno soon? I will be headlining at the Catch a Rising Star Comedy Club located in the Silver Legacy Motel from June 28th to July 4th. Just call my room if you are in town and want to go to a show. I'd love to hear from the old Bombers. Take care. -Brad Upton (74) The Atomic Comic (that's not my real nickname.... only you people reading this would get it). ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Rathjen Todd (74) To Jim Vache (64): You were wondering where you could go to take a drafting class. They offer them at community colleges, most commonly known as Technical Drawing 101. Good place to start. It was unfortunate for me and maybe a few other girls that back in 8th or 9th grade I was refused admission into the drafting classes at Carmichael. At registration, I was very matter of factly told I couldn't get in , it was a 'boys' class. (And just how many of you guys remember being rejected for home ec classes?) Other than complaining under my breath, I took cooking and sewing..... again, although I had been sewing my own clothes since I took it in 7th grade, and learned nothing new, but at that time, it was a requirement for the girls to graduate and the classes I took in 7th grade didn't count. It took me until I was 22 to discover that my true calling was indeed drafting. So, I put away my sewing machine, went back to college and paid for the classes that were free to the 'carriers of testosterone' in Jr. Hi and started rolling my pencil in 1978. At last count, there were at least 5 ladies from the class of '74 that I'm aware of who broke thru the barrier and have been or still are drafters and designers. It was probably better that I took it in college because by then the teachers were much more receptive to female drafters. So Jim, Good luck in finding a class and happy pencil rolling! One more thing.... electric erasers are a drafter's best friend! -Karen Rathjen Todd (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Mark Mattingly (77) I have to concur with Glenna Hammer Moulthrop (66), who mentioned that Mr. Fankhauser was one of her favorite teachers. I don't remember very many teachers getting as excited about the subject matter (chemistry) as he did. He simply made it fun to learn. He also had a sense of humor. One day as he was lecturing, towards the end of class he suddenly put his fingers to his lips to silence everyone, then he pointed out one girl who had done a 'face plant' on her desktop, and was sleeping peacefully. He got everyone to quietly gather near the doorway, and at the count of 3 we all yelled 'Wake up!'. She may not remember him as fondly as I do... -Mark Mattingly (77) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Danny O'Donnell (87) Date: Tue Jun 8 02:04:02 1999 I graduated in "1987" and am now living in Thailand and working in Russia. I know many of you know my Mom, Anna O'Donnell. She has been driving school bus for the Richland School District since before I can remember. If you want to drop her a message her e-mail address is [deleted for privacy]. If any of my old classmates or teachers would like to drop me a line I'd love to hear from you. -Danny O'Donnell (87) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/11/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 20 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Cliff Judd (49), Barbara Barron (50), Don McKenzie (54), Max Sutton (57), Barbara Seslar (60), Bill Moyers (60), Fred Phillips (60), Janet Voorhies (61), Tom Hann (61), Peg Sheeran (63), David Rivers (65), Bob DeGraw (66), Georgia Rushworth (66), Suzan Foster (67), Mike Franco (70), Joy Stanfield (71), Diane Carpenter (72), Jennifer Jacobson (79), Tammy Marshall (81), Jim Colton (??), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cliff Judd (49) Brad Upton (74), I will see you on the 28th of June at the Silver Legacy, What room are you going to be in?? You guys better be more fun than the slots. -Cliff Judd (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Barbara Barron Doyle (50) To Jo Cawdrey (49/50) and Norma Culverhouse (49). I really, really wanted to ride the merry-go-round when we went shopping in Spokane but, since we had our college age daughters with us, I felt we needed to set an example by acting our age (for a change). Since everyone who walked in my office the following week asked me if I had ridden the damn thing I truly regretted it. Jim and I lived in an "A" house and I remember the coal furnaces and the black widow spiders that stalked you when you went down to wash cloths or put coal into the furnace. We later moved to a Precut with an electric furnace. We bought that house from the government. Jim remodeled the whole place, first digging a basement under it and adding two bedrooms and a laundry/furance room. -Barbara Barron Doyle (50) ******************************************************* >>From: Max Sutton (57) As long as we were talking about pitchers, we should not over look Gary Wilgus (57). He was sure one of the better ones in town, from Little League thru high school. He sure had a great curve ball. -Max Sutton (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) Finally we are mentioning the prefab heaters! I recall the problem being they had a thermostat in them so that sometimes they were cold and sometimes they were hot. My first born as a toddler burned his precious little hand on one. I remember the baby skin being bubbled. Another memory is my aunt from out of town spending the night when I was a teenager living with my parents at 504 Smith. She had placed her black lace undies on the cold heater when she went to bed. My dad awoke during the night, smelling smoke. He finally found the source and everyone had a good laugh. In fact, for years, it was funny. John Adkins (62): I enjoyed your chili crackers comment! -Barbara Seslar (1960) ******************************************************* >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) Finally we are mentioning the prefab heaters! I recall the problem being they had a thermostat in them so that sometimes they were cold and sometimes they were hot. My first born as a toddler burned his precious little hand on one. I remember the baby skin being bubbled. Another memory is my aunt from out of town spending the night when I was a teenager living with my parents at 504 Smith. She had placed her black lace undies on the cold heater when she went to bed. My dad awoke during the night, smelling smoke. He finally found the source and everyone had a good laugh. In fact, for years, it was funny. John Adkins (62): I enjoyed your chili crackers comment! -Barbara Seslar (1960) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Moyers (60) To: Jim Vache (64) Yep, I remember Mr. Anderson in 7th grade at Carmichael introducing us to mechanical drawing. I actually enjoyed using the "T" square and other drawing tools. I hadn't thought of that in many, many years. I remember making the drawings and getting them approved and graded, before being allowed to proceed with making a little metal nail box out of flat sheet metal. And then soldering up the joints. And we built a little dc electric motor, with 2 poles, slip ring commutator, and the windings were hand done with shellacked copper wire. It actually ran when connected up to a battery!! Really cool stuff for a 7th grader. -Bill Moyers (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Phillips (60) to John Bixler - '64 Hey John, You talked about the swamp cooler in your dad's car. Maybe you oughta ask your brother Bill ('60) about the night he drove a few of us up to Yakima, in late November, for a football game. Ray MacMillan ('61) and Bill Burnett ('61) had a bit too much wine during the trip and their puke froze in fin shapes down both sides of your dad's blue '56 Ford wagon. Actually, it's great to hear that you and Bix have actually survived all these years. A few of us even remember The Helix. -Fred Phillips '60 ******************************************************* >>From: Janet Voorhies McCord (61) Can't be still any longer hearing the remembrances of Spokane and Nat Park. I was born and raised in Spokane, one block from the majestic Court House. After my parents moved to Richland in 1948-49, we still spent our summers at my grandparents house and made many-a-trip to Nat Park, as well as all the other beautiful parks Spokane had. Since my grandparents didn't have a car, the bus and our feet took us everywhere! Nat Park was my "first" for many things...... like the great 4th of July fireworks shows, pronto pups, cotton candy....... and of course, the Merry-Go-Round. Everything from then on was only a weak comparison! My aunt and uncle worked at the Nat part time, so it was a special treat to go when they were taking tickets!! Thanks to Dick Harris for mentioning the PBS show..; also loved to see the annual Lilac Parade, not to mention the grand Christmas Parade downtown (Santa's first arrival) -- anyone remember John W. Graham department store at Christmas? For a $1.00 you could get a small record made sitting on Santa's lap and singing a Christmas tune to him! (I still have mine!) Searched out the PBS site and they do have a video for sale: "Remembering When..Nat Park". Ordered it today. In all the submissions to the Sandstorm I never heard anyone mention the curb system that Richland has. When we first moved there, I had never seen curbs like that (so easy on the tires in comparison to the old squared-off ones). Guess it must have helped the street sweepers. Oh, yes, Spokane had more powerful water sprays on their street sweepers than Richland had........... another treat on summer nights for all the neighborhood kids to gather and chase the trucks in our bare feet so we could feel that powerful, foamy spray! Loved the more innocent, simpler times we had! Thanks for the great memory jogs! -Janet Voorhies McCord (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Hann (61) To: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) re: Root beer .We never did make any root beer but think I remember going over to Gary and Lee Bush's house and they had some in the basement. We were not supposed to get in to it but one or two bottles had the caps off and we tasted it. It was so bad that vinegar tasted better. Then we tried one that was not opened and it wasn't much better. We did get in trouble although when their parents tasted it too we were not in a lot of trouble. Remember going to A&W and ordering a mug of MUD. Root beer and orange juice mixed together. Now that was better than Bush's root beer. How about it Lee class of '68 ; [deleted for privacy]. Do your parents have a recipe? -Tom Hann (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Peg Sheeran Finch (63) To Jean Armstrong (64): I remember the rootbeer-making apparatus under the basement stairs in our "L" house, but don't remember actually seeing any of that root beer. My root beer memory is the gallon jugs of it my dad used to buy us at A&W. That was such a treat on those hot summer days. -Peg Sheeran Finch (63) ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers (65) Gary and Maren: I was looking thru some old pictures for one worthy of putting it on my daughter's 24 year birthday cake and I ran across this picture I got during my Big Jon and Sparkie days. I vaguely remember writing to Big Jon for the picture and sure enough he sent it... thought I'd share it. -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* Big Jon and Sparkie picture posted on the web at: ******************************************************* >>From: Bob DeGraw (66) Well, the subject of Mr. Anderson and his Mechanical Drawing class has surfaced. I will say that, without a doubt, this class was the greatest class I ever had in all of school. No, I didn't go on to be a mechanical engineer or anything like that. And, no, Andy didn't inspire me to great deeds. The deal was that there were only two class periods of that class and so the chances that you had all of your good buddies in your class were pretty good. We had a great class. Bob McClellan (66), Chuck Lange (66), Ken Deary (66), Ken Fortune (66), Dick Stevens (66) and a bunch of others who escape me right now. I sat in the very back desk right in front of Andy's desk. As mentioned, Andy would have some remarks to make at the beginning of class and then he was gone, usually the better part of the hour. Most of the time he was down talking with Mr. Pockernich (sp) who was the V.P. I think. Sometimes Andy would designate someone to "take names" which was usually some well respected individual in the class. No names were ever taken. It would have been suicide to do so. Once Andy was out of the room things always got a little rowdy. Occasionally a yard stick or T square could be seen and heard flying across the room. If someone really meant business a 60-30 or 45 degree triangle was used. The most memorable instance was, on one particular occasion, a 7th or 8th grade male office aide came looking for Mr. Anderson. He was not greeted with love and affection. On being told that Mr. Anderson was not there he made the fatal mistake of asking where he was. He was immediately bombarded with the full array of mechanical drawing paraphernalia. He went out the door on his hands and knees. However, the battle had just begun. I, to this day, am amazed that someone didn't get a triangle in the eye and that no one was hurt. Of course most of us were under our desks. Bill Nash finally jumped up on top of his desk to plead for sanity and an end to the chaos. As he was there, knees bent in pleading fashion, in walked Mr. Dudley, who's room was next door. The noise had disrupted his class. He saw Bill on his desk, one or two guys working at their drawings, and the rest of us under our desks. He immediately took Nash's name and then told him that he better get the names of every kid who had taken part in the ordeal. Mr. Anderson never showed up before the end of class. Next day, names were read and hacks were given. I took 3 as did several others. But Bill had been kind to some so only about 5 or 6 guys actually got them. In the next episode I will relate the Peanut Caper. -Bob DeGraw '66 ******************************************************* >>From: Georgia Rushworth Newton (66) Does anyone remember Mr. Harvey, a teacher at Chief Jo? He always gave Mark Black such a hard time!! -Georgia Rushworth Newton '66 ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Suzan Foster Wiberg (67) Date: Wed Jun 9 22:30:40 1999 Great teachers, etc. With 30 plus years of hindsight, I now realize that life would have been entirely different has I not participated in three years of Julia Davis' and Arlene (?) Macys' Honors English courses. I see Debby Greger is a professor of English in Florida, but how about the rest of us? Where would we be today if we didn't know how to "compare and contrast" and that redundant, tautilogical, and trite all meant basically the same thing! Also, does anyone else still speak French they learned from Mr. Labreque? How about Chris Lih or Christy Peterson or Laura Callen ('66)? Angele Arnaulte ("Frenchy"--"68") visited me in June of 1997 from Spain where she teaches English and French to Spaniards. Looking forward to hearing from any old classmates. -Suzan Foster Wiberg (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Franco (70) To Jeff Saunders, good to hear from you and GREAT to hear Dave "Tank " Roberts is around and I hope well... .one of the really great guys.... and what a smile!!! -Mike Franco (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Joy Stanfield (71) To Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64): My Dad made the best root beer... and in our basement too ... lol I will ask him for his recipe.. All I remember is a small bottle of root beer "stuff" dry ice AND BAM ROOTBEER Love, Joy ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) Does anyone remember approximately how many people were in the class of '72, or any other class in that approximate time period? I'm thinking it was about 600, but my sister (Carolyn Carpenter Johnson, class of '76, Hanford) doesn't believe it could have been that many. Don't suggest I count the pictures in my yearbook - I'm too lazy. I thought there were about 1800 students in the school in the early 70s. Am I way off? -Diane Carpenter Kipp, '72 ******************************************************* >>From: Jennifer Jacobson (79) to Glenna Hammer Moulthrop (66), I just read your name in Mark Mattingly's entry for 6/10. Do you remember me? My mom is Beverly Jacobson who was Desert Living Editor of Tri-City Herald for a long time and then Director of Public Relations at CBC before moving to Kauai about 8 years ago. She and Jake are living in Sunriver, OR these days although I'm half tempted to coerce them into moving to Texas to be near me and my kids. -------- One of my fondest memories from jr. high and high school days was taking the "ski bus" up to Mission Ridge in Wenatchee. My dad bought my first set of skis at the Knights of Columbus ski swap. Anytime I hear the song "Ol' black water, keep on rolling. Mississippi moon won't you keep on shining on me..." on what is now oldies radio I am transported back to those days -- cold, soggy and exhausted, drinking hot cocoa or spiced apple cider from a thermos. My instructors were Bruce Ware, Jerry Konishi, Jack Patton -- anyone else remember them? I later had the privilege of working with them as an instructor for a few years. I recently visited the Mission Ridge web site. Looks like the place is doing well. Does the school district still sponsor the "ski bus" or has it become cost prohibitive with liability insurance and the like? -Jennifer Jacobson (79) ******************************************************* >>From: Tammy Marshall Johnson (81) To: Jean Armstrong Reynolds '64 I don't have a recipe for root beer, but when I was on the Internet yesterday looking for Toys to buy my son for his 13th birthday, I saw a kit for making root beer on It seemed a reasonable price, I was even thinking of trying it! All you need to supply are the plastic liter bottles to put it in! -Tammy Marshall Johnson '81 ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Jim Colton ('??) Date: Wed Jun 9 23:47:53 1999 great site It is great to have a place to find old pals ******************************************************* >>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) Hey Norma I remember the Dairy Mart too and how convenient it was. Wonder why someone doesn't get one going again? Course just with Norm and I we don't have those humongeous milk bills anymore. Steve and Mike easily put away a gallon each every day. We went to having milk delivered after the Mart closed and I think our milkman retired on what he made from those kids. Remember when all the boys wore white T-shirts and Jeans? Ardie and Boots really gave me the business because I ironed Mike and Steve's. They said I was setting a bad example... lol -BJ Davis (Bomber Mom) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/12/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 17 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in: Ray Gillette (49), Shirley Watts (49), Ann Pearson (50), Dave Brusie (51), Don McKenzie (56), Jim McDougal (57), Marianne Matthews (63), Jo Miles (64), Sharon Markel (65), Debora Greger (67), Katheryn Hills (67), Gay Wear (69), Michael Figg (70), Steve Piippo (70), Peggy Hartnett (72), Jerry Lewis (73), Mike Pearson (74), Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom) ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Gillette (49) To Barbara Barron Doyle (50); I remember that you lived in a house for a long time with the address of 1949 (forget the street). Had an easy time remembering the address though and I always thought you must have purchased it in remembrance of the BEST Col Hi class in the forties... Well, maybe not -Ray Gillette ... Class of 1949 ******************************************************* >>From: Shirley Watts James (49) To: Barbara Barron Doyle (50): Barbara, you probably do not remember me (Shirley Watts) but your brother ran around with one of my best friends, Betty Bjorklund (49). In regard to your comments on Nat Park, I would like to say that when I visit my farm in Spokane I stay at the riverfront park. I always "forget my age" and ride the carrousel. In fact one time, I had my grand nephew with me (3 years old) and my nephew took our picture, submitted to the Parade Magazine Photo Contest and won one of their money awards. My husband was from Spokane and that merry-go-round has many happy memories for him. He was thrilled to see it restored. -Shirley Watts James (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50) A small world incident. Last week while in the waiting room of a hospital lab (in California) a man began chatting with me - he was from Spokane he said - yada yada - and then he said he was a baseball player and he had pitched against a fellow from WSU - Gene Conley - Well, of course, I had to tell him that I knew Gene Conley, went to high school and college with him, etc. As many of you know Gene was (and may still be) the only person to play pro baseball and pro basketball. Talk about great pitchers from Col Hi!! To make this an even more "small world" event, the man was born in the same town as I was in Indiana. What are the odds??? -Ann Pearson Burrows (50) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) Ann Pearson Burrows (50) -Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) Do you girls remember Bill Winslow's (Red) 34 Willy's Overland that we used to pack a ton of kids in, forerunner to the "Phone Booth" records set by College Fraternities? One time in a snow storm the Police pulled us over, shook his head, and said just get these people home. I don't know how I would have made it if it wasn't for that 34 Willy's and Zona Beth Bumgarners Model "A" Ford. More later. -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Don McKenzie (56) How many folks out there remember where they were when the 1st Atomic Bomb went off and their Dads sat the family down and had that "family talk". We were on a family vacation at Newman Lake (up close to Spokane). That day has been stuck in my memory forever. The news of the event came over the radio and it mentioned Hanford. It was at that time that my father told the family exactly why we were in Richland and what he had been doing for the previous 2 years. Actually he didn't even know at first. -Don McKenzie 56 ******************************************************* >>From: Jim McDougal (57) I see in the 1958 roster that Melvin (Doc) Muller is listed but doesn't have an E-mail address. Does anybody know where he is or how to get in touch with him? We used to be close friends but lost touch when he moved to California and we moved to Seattle. -Jim McDougal (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Marianne Matthews Wood (63) Okay, I'm jump on the wagon about teachers. All this talk about Mr. Anderson and mechanical drawing class has infiltrated my brain and caused my memory of Mr. Sauer; that would be Leonard Sauer at Chief Jo, also the mechanical drawing teacher. I worked in the office and had to pick up attendance slips from all the classes. Mr. Sauer's slip was never, never out so I had to walk in and ask for it. I was so horribly embarrassed to walk into a room full of boys that my face would turn bright red. I think Mr. Sauer just loved to see that happen and no matter how hard I tried not to get embarrassed, I did. Now, as painful as it was to go in there, I really kind of enjoyed the attention. I know there are lots of stories about him, one from husband Ken (61). Sauer used to hike a lot and Ken and a friend were hiking with him one day near Wenatchee and the weather began to look ominous. Sauer told Ken to high tail it out of there because it was going to get really nasty fast. Sauer took off down the mountain at such a clip that it left Ken and friend behind in the dust just as the snow flurries began to fall. He wasn't going to wait around for anyone. I remember buying apples from him many years later at his orchard. Also remember science the teacher we called Grasshopper, and now I can't think of his name. Anyway, I did enjoy his class even though I talked my way through most of it. Dissecting frogs wasn't all that bad except for the smell, but I was really indignant about the loss of life of all those creatures. And, the alligator that was in the tank in the wall is a memory I'll always have. Felt so sorry for him in such a small space. I grew to really enjoy science later but didn't have much focus on real education during jr. and sr. high, just so I got good enough grades to keep on the honor roll; my own self-imposed requirement. Thank heaven "A's" in choir and typing! Oh, remember the high school German teacher? I enjoyed his class too - the social side of it, that is. He didn't have any control over that class and I think we were awful to him. I don't think much German was learned there but I'm willing to absorb some of the blame, well, a lot of the blame for that. -Marianne Matthews Wood (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Jo Miles (64) Andy wasn't the only mechanical drawing teacher in town. Chief Jo had Mr. Leonard Sauer who punctuated his classes with color slides of back packing trips he had proudly taken with John Meyers. It impressed me enough that I still backpack every summer into the wilderness areas of Washington State. I take a lot of color slides, too, if anyone would like to see them. I still have the wooden T-square and most of the graded green paper "plates" from Mr. Sauer's mechanical drawing class of 1961. What I learned has saved me a lot of money in design and professional services fees over the last 35 years or so. The funniest incident was the day that students locked Mark Schack (64) out of the classroom because if he was late one more time he was going to get kicked out. Mark, in desperation, found a screw driver and removed the hinges and the door from the wall in order to get to his desk on time! -Jo Miles (64) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: From: Sharon Markel Bowers (65) Date: Thu Jun 10 18:16:30 1999 Graduated in 1965 just wanted to say hi and this is great ******************************************************* >>From: Debora Greger (67) I just made homemade root beer for the first time in -- well, we won't say how many years, will we? -- when I was visiting my parents in Richland in May. I didn't know anyone else in Richland had engaged in this summer ritual. You need a bottle of 'root beer extract' to start with. Used to be you could get this at the grocery store. My mother, bless her, knew Arlene's Flowers (!) carried it -- though was selling out, it turned out. But claimed the home-brew store in Pasco would still have it in the future. Extract, yeast, sugar, warm water -- and you're ready to bottle. The longer you age it, the more nuclear it becomes. A&W pales in comparison. -Debora Greger ('67) ******************************************************* >>From: Katheryn Hills Kraft (67) Could not let the Karen Rathjen Todd (74) comment about allowing girls into mechanical drawing classes go by without a comment. At some point in my high school career ..say 1965.. I got some crazy idea that I would go on to UW and study "interior design." My counselor went over the recommended background requirements and noted that I had the appropriate French and Home-Ec background... but that I ought to take drafting classes. This was a problem... since only one other young women at RHS had been allowed into the classes (she had a serious interest in cartography as I remember). So the counselor went to the mechanical drawing teacher to see if an exception could also be made for me. I was informed later that the instructor thought about it for a moment or two and then pointed out that "the guys were better behaved when there had been a girl in the class"... so I could enroll! I have always been thankful for all those well-behaved (and poorly-behaved) guys... who provided me with that opportunity! I did not pursue the interior design thing... ended up in the architecture profession working with historic buildings and loved actually drafting with graphite prior to the CAD phenomenon. Thanks you guys!! -Katheryn Hills Krafft -67 ******************************************************* >>From: Gay Wear Miller (69) I remember in my senior year when a bunch of the senior guys took it upon themselves to go down to the dairy mart on Lee Blvd. and take the large cow off the roof!! Nobody could figure out how they did it.... The Orton Family was the number one root beer maker during the 60's. I heard it blew up once too... but that could have been just gossip. I also remember my neighbor, John Bierlein (69), mooning everyone going around Zips one weekend. That was completely out of character for that guy I thought... or he had everyone fooled. Remember you could get a lunch special at Arctic Circle for 50 cents. I could put a lot of gas in my VW for 25 cents to 50 cents, too, and go all night on it. Remember having my first party at my house with some beer which I still hate to this day, and not even getting a taste because my neighbor called the police.... boy was I in trouble when my parents got home... I was grounded for 30 days. Had to go to the police dept. and fill out a report. The cop just laughed at my Mom and said I should be a writer because I spilled my guts on paper when I did not have to. I was scared to death. Funny. today since I married a cop... my best friend did too. Kind of gives you a different perspective on things. -Gay Wear Miller, class of 69 ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Figg (70) Diane Carpenter Kipp (62) asked about class sizes. It seems that the figures she quoted were pretty accurate, as I recall. I think the class of '70 was about 660 and there were about 1800 - 1900 students at RHS. -Michael Figg ('70) ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo (70) RHS concludes another school year. There is not a better school anywhere. All the teachers help take care of the kids here. Teachers with kids here are internally grateful for teachers we grew up with that are helping our own kids be successful. The community, RHS, parents, alumni educators, kids of friends we grew up with all making RHS a special place. I have enjoyed reading about Toivo and the rest of those great teachers. Two that made a difference for me were/are: Roy Batey and Fran Rish. Batey taught the 'Industrial Crafts' course here. He taught us to experiment with materials, do some research and ask questions. Batey rarely gave you an answer - he sent you in the right direction to discover the solution yourself. Real learning. Rish took the time to get to know me. He kidded me every day. Not being an athlete this was very nice. I remember driving his cool red Fairlane 2-door down to Albertsons to buy his coffee. Rish could also humble the toughest kid on the planet and build up the meekest kid on the planet. This concludes year #24. -Steve Piippo (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Peggy Hartnett (72) To: Diane Carpenter '72 Diane, you are absolutely correct. I don't have an exact number and I agree, counting pictures is not an option. But as I recall there were over 1800 students at Col Hi and our class was over 600, for some reason 63something sounds right. We were one of the largest classes and it certainly seemed it sitting in the gym on a muggy evening. I have vague memories of all the girls getting ready in Mac Hall before lining up and parading in, but that may just be another vague memory of Mac Hall. -Peggy Hartnett (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Jerry Lewis (73) To Diane Carpenter Kipp (72), I don't know how many were in the class of '72, but as I recall, the class of '73 was around 640, so it's likely the class of '72 exceeded 600. '73 was the last intact senior class at Col-Hi. Hanford High was open that year, but didn't have a senior class until the next year. -Jerry Lewis ('73) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Pearson (74) RE: 25 Year Reunion (74) for Alumni Sandstorm Hi Maren, Will you please help publicize for our Reunion? Thanks! Mike * * * * * * * * * * * * * A message from Lori Wheat Beeler (74): "The Hanford Richland High Class of 1974 25 Year Class Reunion is almost here... (Please) Get your registrations in today! We need to give the caterers a count soon!" (If you did not graduate with us but were in our grade in Richland Schools, you better believe you ARE invited! Just send a note etc.) She also indicated: If your attendance is a "maybe," try to send Lori Wheat Beeler a note this week. Class of 74 910 W. 34th Ave. Kennewick, WA 99337 If we all send a note, the planning is enhanced. So even if you aren't coming, you're being nice. By June 20, please be kind & send a response and or "maybe" or "Yes" along with a check ($15 July 9, $30 July 10, or $40 for both events) or even "Yes, with a check to follow shortly." (We still have to pay in advance, though.) If not this time, maybe we'll meet again at our 30th anniversary. Sincerely, Mike Pearson (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom) Can't resist any longer commenting on Nat Park in Spokane. I grew up there, and often rode the Merry-go-Round -- sometimes getting the gold ring! But the thing I remember most was in winter, sliding down the hill (the street entering the park) on my sled with my older brothers. Strictly against the rules, but a great ride! -Harriet Hosack--Steve and Dale's mom. *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/13/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff in: Dave Brusie (51), Sandra Atwater (51), Kathy Miller (58), Carol Carson (60), June Smith (63), Nola Alderman (69), Diane Carpenter (72) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) Annie Pearson Burrows (50) Isn't it a small world?. A couple players have played both pro baseball and pro basketball now, but Gene Conley (48) sure was the first. I was playing baseball in a town about 150 miles from Salt Lake City many years ago. I was catching and I didn't remember I still had on my hand a Black Onyx and Diamond Chip Ring my Sister had given me for my 16th. birthday. I was on my return trip to S.L.C. when I discovered that I had lost the setting. Two years later I was in the same town playing baseball again, also doing the catching, when the batter hitting the dirt out of his spikes picked up an object off the ground, and mentioned to us that somebody lost a setting from a ring. I spoke up and said it is mine I had lost it there 2 years prior. Odds??? By the way Gene Conley lives in Foxboro, Mass. where he has a Paper Company. It is fun to run across someone like you did in the Lab. More Later. -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) I sure do remember where I was and what I was doing when the lst Atomic bomb was dropped!! Rather strange, Don McKenzie (56) that both of us were in Idaho fishing! My Dad had saved enough gas stamps to drive to northern Idaho to fish. My Dad, Grandmother and I were renting this log cabin and my Dad went to the country store and bought a newspaper and there it was -------- finally found out what he had been doing and he was very proud that he had a small hand in ending the war!! It was such a terrible war and since it happened so long ago, many younger people just cannot appreciate all that our men and women had had to go through! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Miller Cotton (58) Pitchers - another great pitcher was Willard Nelson from the class of '58 who was also my first husband and father of two of my three children. He went on to pitch for Columbia Basin and pitched on the town team after that for a while. He was just a tad less good than what was required for bigger and better things. -Kathy Miller Cotton (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Carson Renaud (60) To Marianne Matthews Wood (63) You mentioned a Biology teacher "Grasshopper". I think you may mean Mr. Carlson at Col Hi. He was small in stature but had a great sense of humor. He had an alligator named Ally in the glass "aquarium" which formed part of the wall to the classroom. I also had a problem with the frog dissecting thing. Fortunately one of the guys in the class did all the yukky stuff for me as my partner and I didn't have to touch (or even look) at what he was doing. I thought Biology would be the easiest Science credit to get - in retrospect, I'm not sure that was true. -Carol Carson Renaud ('60) ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) Reply to Marriane Woods (63). Mr. Carlson and Biology.... a true grasshopper. So skinny, with long legs.... just waiting for him to make a big leap! I too felt sorry for the alligator (if you get lonesome for any, I can mail you one or two... or three... we have plenty of them here in Florida)!!!! So thankful for the wonderful childhood memories and now (with all you Bomber's help) to refresh my memory!!!! -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Nola Alderman Lobdell (69) I beg to differ with Gay Wear Miller (69). It wasn't beer but the ever hard-to-get hard booze provided by a then older man who, too, became a reserve cop!!!! Oh, misspent youth. What a waste on the young. We could have so much more fun with that energy at our age!!!!! And, yes, we spilled our guts to detective Art Manuel who never let me forget it -- especially after my husband started to work with him. Well, actually I had to remind him but the look was on his face every time I saw him?????? OUCH the guilt!!!! Of course on graduation night of the class of (66) my husband, Guy, was busted for drunk and disorderly or something like that. The arresting officer, a Dick Lohdafink, turned out to be his training officer at Richland P.D. And Dick never forgets a thing. Remembered every little detail of that night and related it several times. In fact when Guy had to retire - in '84 because of injuries related to the job and Viet Nam - we received a copy of the arrest report at his retirement party. Supposed to be the last proof of a misspent graduation night!!!!!! -Nola Alderman Lobdell (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) Thanks to all who backed me up on class size. I guess I wasn't out of the ballpark. We ('72) were a big class weren't we? -Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/14/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers and one Bomber Obit today: Ginny Anderson (55), Max Sutton (57), Gloria Falls (58), Jean Armstrong (64), Patti McLaughlin (65), Pam Ehinger (67), Gay Wear (69), Carol Boyd (72), Charlie Miller (72), Diane Hartley (72), Carla Lehfeldt (83), David Rodriguez ('69)******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ginny Anderson Suelzle (55) Hi - Just read about this site in the Summer 1999 edition of "The Bomber Dust Storm". Had to check it out. A special Hello to Gail Henderson Renner (53). Say "Hi" to Mary for me. Sure would be nice to hear from either of you - or any other old friends. Please add me to your list. Also, would be interesting to know how many of the people reading this are children or grandchildren of earlier alumni. Many of the last names of those 70's graduates sound familiar. Did your parents also graduate from Columbia High School? -Ginny Anderson Suelzle '55 ******************************************************* >>From: Max Sutton (57) Does anyone remember the Brown family who lived just west of twin bridges in West Richland? Well the talk of alligators in today's issue brought them to mind. Seems old man Brown had a real large stock watering pool and at the time baby alligators, or camans as they were called, were quite popular. He had a whole tank full of them. The trouble begin when they started to grow and escape the pool. Joe Russell, the local barber had his shop in a bus in downtown? West Richland. Many a laugh and bewilderment when fisherman would come all wide-eyed from seeing and alligator in the Yakima River near Twin Bridges. Course, I don't think there was much size to them and I think they managed to round them all up eventually. -Max Sutton (57) ******************************************************* >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) TO: June Smith Colletti (63) June, I also remember one day the snake was gone out of the biology room. It was usually in the glass s ee thru tank between the room and the hall. I am not fond of snakes. Yuk. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) I am setting up a lunch get together with Ray Smith (6th grade, Lewis and Clark teacher) on Friday, the 18th of June in Richland. Anyone interested in joining us, please e-mail me. -Jean Armstrong Reynolds '64 ******************************************************* >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) To Miriam Lewis (76) You were one of my special favorites - I had several; it was a pleasure to teach so many bright people. The cereal thing really did happen - there's a picture somewhere in an annual or a school newspaper. For the life of me, I cannot remember the brand. It must have been sugar-coated! I now enjoy visiting with your Mom, now and then, down at Allied Arts. -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) All this teacher talk, about Mr. Carlson. Oh yes in 67 Alley was still there! Remember the big class project we had to do in his class? Well I lucked out and (can't remember who) somebody was digging up their back yard and found some bones! Well they turned out to be a horse leg! So I did the evolution of the horse. But he kept bugging me about putting a title on the board the leg and pictures were on. I never did title it. Well many years later I need another paper done, so I thought why not see if Mr. Carlson still has the leg! He left ColHi after Hanford was built and for the first time he has tossed all those projects that were around the wall at the top part of the class! I think he had every project done up until he moved! He flunked me the first half of Biology, so I had to repeat it the next year in Mr. Pritchett's class! Now you knew when his wife was gone, because he was color blind! Boy some the outfits!!!! I too had Mr. Beaty and loved him to death! Had a great time in his class! Yes he made you answer your own questions! Does anyone remember the lamps that were sorta....... well the piece was pie shape but at an angle (?) and you heated it up until you could work with it and twist it around on the plat from it would stand up on? I'll never work with that stuff again!! I heated and twisted and heated and twisted then got so @#&$* at it that I just did it! To my surprise it WORKED!! My folks used that lamp on the TV for many years! I still have the Queen and Kings and a picture of a cat the I made from leather too. Mr. Beaty was or is the Greats Arts and Craft teacher. Well see ya all in 5 days! Look for the Hippy Bus! Just stand back and admire it, if you'er too close you'll see all the BooBoos! Bombers Rule, -Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Gay Wear Miller (69) To Nola Lobdell.. hey best buddy..... I remember packing beer cans that had not been opened to the richland dump the next day... so we had more than slow gin...... Actually I was lucky enough to have none... all for the best... I just would have thrown up all over and been in more trouble. B.R. got us in more trouble.... See you this next weekend when I come to the Tri Cities. Maybe we can find some more trouble to get into.... -Gay Wear Miller ('69) ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Boyd Breckenfeld (72) I have a great memory of the Captain Cy Show in Spokane. My Grandparents lived there, so we went to Spokane almost every week end. One such week end, they had a huge surprise for me. I was about 5 or 6 at the time. I got to go one the Captain Cy show! My Dad and Grandpa and I went to the studio. On one side was the area for the Captain Cy show. On the other was the set for Romper Room! We poked around in the Romper Room set for a while, and then the show was about to begin. As the first commercial came due, Captain Cy picked two kids to actually participate in the commercial. I was picked to be one of those participants. It was for a shooting game consisting of two guns attached by wires to a cow's skull. The "cow's skull" had a red light in one eye and a blue light in the other. Whoever drew, and shot first, their "eye" would light up. I won! I can't remember the name of the toy. Does anyone else remember this toy? -Carol Boyd Breckenfeld (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Charlie Miller (72) TO Diane Carpenter (72), Re: 1972 RHS population Hate to disagree with the others, but the number that sticks in my head is 473 graduating... -Charlie Miller (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Hartley (72) Hi, My sister Glenda Harltey Ackerman (68)) sends the Sandstorm to me from time to time. I love reading the great things that people remember about Richland. I could write a book, but then that would be too much work, and I already have a job. I still live in Richland as sad as that may be, and I teach special Education at Sacajawea. 24 years. It does not seem possible. I got together with one of my grade, junior high and high school buds last week, Nancy Brewder. Her married name is not in my memory bank right now. A SENIOR MOMENT, and we went out for dinner and a few glasses of wine. It was just like old times. I felt like I was 20 again, only with more fat and gray hair. Hey if Diana Fowler Bernard (70) is on today she betted be calling me about a tee time :) I love reading Mike Davis' (70) stuff. He was in my masters classes and we had a good time. His sister-in-law, Jeannie - who was married to BEAR, teaches special ed, as well, and we talk all the time. O.K. enough is enough I will think of some other things later, but I will get my sister back for telling the world about me stealing green bubble gum at Densow Drugs. -Diane Harltey ( 72) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Carla Lehfeldt (83) Date: Sat Jun 12 13:39:56 1999 This website is great. Heard about it from a coworker who is also an alumni. It will be great to get in touch with former classmates so any of you who know me please feel free to email. -Carla Lehfeldt (83) ******************************************************* >>From: David Rodriguez ('69) To Nola and Gay, What a night that was to remember, booze, women, guns and fun. It's time to confess and I'm sure you remember that I ended up with V.R.'s gun and got arrested later that night. Thanks to my friends some of the charges were dropped but it's a night I'll not forget. Things to remember when partying don't drink to much, don't bring loaded guns and don't try to swim the Yakima afterwards. Remembering all my good friends. -David Rodriguez ('69) ******************************************************* OBITUARY Carlos Dennis Flores (88) Funeral notice from the TCH at: *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/15/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff in: David Brusie (51), Ralph Myrick (51), Larry Brackenbush (58) & Barbara Seslar (60), June Smith (63), Gary Behymer (64), Sheila Davis (71), Mike Davis (74), Matt Crowley (75) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) There has been a lot of talk lately on the Sandstorm Page about cars. Does anyone else besides myself, remember when they brought the "Tucker Torpedo" to Richland, and had it on display at the softball field at the park ala 48-49-50. I was going into Portland a month or so ago, and there was one in a parking lot. It sure was ahead of it's time. -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick (51) To Diane Hartley (72). Is the Ackerman you mentioned in the Sandstorm related to Holly or Henry Ackerman? The reason I ask is, I believe I heard Holly giving travel information on KONA radio. She mentioned she was on school patrol when I was patrol at Jefferson Elementary School when I was patrol supervisor. I also had Holly and Henry in my 5th grade class. I called AAA of Washington to talk to her to see if she was one of "my kids". They were both great students. -Ralph Myrick (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Brackenbushes (58 & 60) The short film, "The Incredible Vibrating Man," premiered at the Battelle Film Club in Richland on June 4. The film was written and directed by Brian Thomas, Bomber Class of 1985. Brian is an independent filmmaker living in Seattle. Brian will be the Director of Photography on a new Brian Young film which will be shot in Seattle this summer. If you are interested in the new film, the website for the film "Thicker Than Water" is (Click on "The Production" button for a synopsis of the film crew.) Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush ('60) and Larry Brackenbush (58) (Mom & Pop) ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) THE SNAKE GOT OUT OF GRASSHOPPER'S CAGE?@!#*** No one told me that!!!! I do NOT like snakes, no how, no way!!!!! Me, who lives in Florida and has had 2 already in her house. The last one I thought a garter snake.... had the sucker pinned down with a metal ruler.... all flipping and flopping. Went to grab it's neck when I saw the fangs! Pigmy rattler (deadlier than a regular rattlesnake). GREAT! I had to come 3,000 miles to have one in my house when outside of Richland they have a mountain called Rattlesnake Mountain (which I climbed with a bunch of young kids just as the sun was setting). As I look back, I realize how lucky I was not to have an encounter!!!!! When I was a little squirt.... I thought I saw a water moccasin once there are the Columbia River near the beginning of the bypass. Speaking of lucky... luckey... Mrs. Luckey... does anyone remember her? She taught Speech. -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >>From Gary Behymer (64) There are plenty of copies of Beth Tampien's book "Farmer's Wife" in stock at the Museum of History and Industry. The cost is $24.95 + tax and shipping. You can give them a call at (206) 324-1125 or write to them at: Museum of History and Industry 2700 24th Street East Seattle, Washington 98112 ******************************************************* >>From: Sheila Davis Galloway (71) TO Diane Hartley (72): Diane, one of my first "sub" jobs before I became permanent with the school district was with you. It was about the time that you had Joey Trumpour in your class.... long time ago. Just got back from dropping my son off at the Bomber Gym. He is taking the basketball training with Coach Jim Castleberry. The man is amazing, he is there every year working with these 11 and 12 year olds. Future Bomber power!!!! He could be out fishing, but chooses to spend two of his summer weeks working with these kids. If you want to see something remarkable, and "future" in progress, stop by the gym (9:30-11:30) Like I said I think Castleberry deserves the coach of the year award. He has been for a long time the backbone of the Bombers..... -Sheila Davis Galloway (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) To: Diane Hartley (72) Great to see you on the Sandstorm! Hope everything is well. I want you to know I have not set foot in another class since we finished that Masters. Just finished 20th year teaching in Finley. Time does fly. I feel as if I'm nearly as old as you! Take care - -Mike Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Matt Crowley (75) To Debora Greger ('67) When I saw the first entry about homemade root beer last week, I immediately thought of your Mom. I can see clearly in my mind the industrial-style sink and the bottling apparatus in that wonderland of a basement in your parents' house on Marshall. I also seem to remember that your sister Madel ('78) and my sister Janie ('77) could produce some amazing burps after a gulp of that delicious brew. Tell me, did you and your Mom make enough root beer last month so that I'll get a taste of it if I stop by there this summer or when I'm in Richland over Christmas? -Matt Crowley (75) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/16/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Cliff Judd (49), Don Fisher (50), Dave Brusie (51), Roberta Kirkwood (58), Carol Converse (64), Lynn Dodson (66), Glenda Hartley (68), Jefferson Saunders (69), Nola Alderman (69), Steve Piippo (70), Diane Hartley (72), Holly Chamberlain (76), Faith McDevitt (82), Mike Williams (82) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cliff Judd (49) TO Dave Brusie (51) The way I remember the "Tucker Torpedo" was in the football field by the north goal post. Can't recall the color, but the chrome rear fins and the 3rd headlight are hard to forget. I think that was the very first one in Richland. Who else out there remembers the Tucker?? -Cliff Judd (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Don Fisher (50) Re: wood shop class in 1946 or 1947, Mr. Anderson was the teacher. I don't remember specifics, but I can almost imagine the patience he must have had for us guys who couldn't even read a ruler. I made a cedar chest for my mother. I even remember getting all the wood together for the frame and I remember the cedar smell of the wood. My mother gave the cedar chest back to me when they moved out of town. I still have it in our bedroom, but all it has in it is papers and records. But it still looks good after all these years. -Don Fisher (50) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) Who said hindsight isn't 20-20 I don't think any of us are laughing at the land purchase that our Physics Teacher, Walter LePage made across the river from Hunt Point. Who would have ever thought that that land would have ended up being what it is worth today. It is sure something to pass through that area and seeing the vineyards, potatoes etc. of today from the sagebrush of the 50's. Ran into Walter several years back at a Trade Show in Seattle when he was a representative of the Agriculture Association of the Area. very interesting Teacher, and a very nice man. Several of you will remember him as the instructor for the Civil Air Patrol. -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Roberta Kirkwood Lattin (58) To: Nick Speed Class of '56 Received your message but do not have your email address - You might be mixing me up with my twin sisters Bonnie and Barbara who graduated in '56 - I graduated in '58. Roberta Kirkwood Lattin '58 ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) To: Jean Armstrong Reynolds (64) My father would make homemade beer in the basement and also make me some root beer!! That was THE best tasting stuff ever. Beat any other kind, that's for sure. So, you were not the only one who's dad made root beer in the basement. -Carol Converse Maurer (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Lynn Dodson Stedman (66) I am a computer neophyte so it's anyone's guess if this gets received and submitted into the next Sandstorm. I, too, count Mr. Fankhauser as one of the best teachers I have ever had. I ran into him at our 20th reunion and told him that thanks to the foundation he provided I was able to take and pass Organic Chemistry at the UW with a class of predominately pre-med students -- no small feat for someone with just a year of Chemistry at CBC. He was such a patient guy with just the right amount of humor and authority. Someone also mentioned Morely Paul. I didn't learn a lot of English from him except a love for Thomas Hardy novels, but I did learn a dose of compassion for him as he faced all the abuse from students. I remember him offering to lend me a paperback copy of "Return of the Native" and someone had written "Morley Sucks" on the edge of the pages. He just took out a black marker pen and inked it out before he handed it to me. I felt sad for days. Teaching never seemed like it would be much fun. -Lynn Dodson Stedman '66 ******************************************************* >>From: Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) To: Ralph Myrick (51) In response to your note to my sister, I am not related to the Ackermans you are referring to. There are several in the area, however, not related to my husband. His family is all from Camas, WA (by Vancouver). Gee, my sis sent in her first entry to the Sandstorm yesterday and has already heard from several folks. It just amazes me how many are out there "on-line". I print these every day for my Mom and she has really enjoyed them too. Can't convince her to get a computer or web-tv, though. Maybe in time! Don't see too many entries from the class of "68"! Where is everybody? Let's get busy! I know lots of you are out there somewhere!! Take care, -Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Jefferson Saunders (69) Well, I just spend a few days in Richland and had a lot of fun. I par took in a couple of BB-Q's, met with old friends, told stories over Home Brew and a full course featuring grilled Salmon. My son, Nate, and I teamed up for a good deal of roller blading along the Columbia River bike path and followed by a cool dip in the family pool. Now his Grandmother wants to get some wheels back under her toes. The wonderfully mixed aroma of the River and Russian Olive Trees sure took me back several years. As a kid we spend all of our free time building forts along the river bank, catching fish and making coffee in tin cans. The only aroma missing was the late night summer smells of the Mint trucks rolling south along George Washington Way. And I miss the distant cries of the late night train whistles. -Jefferson Saunders (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Nola Alderman Lobdell (69) Gay, I concede there was beer!!! Remember that senior girl and Sigmans parking lot in Pasco?? We almost got in even bigger trouble that night!!!!!!!!!! -Nola Alderman Lobdell (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo (70) To Mike Davis (74) - I saw you walking into the dentist's office yesterday afternoon with a handsome young man. Was that your son? By the way - there was only one other left hander who might have had a better shot than you. -Steve Piippo (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Hartley (72) To Mike Davis (74) Hi, I have not taken many classes since the masters either. I did go on to get my principal cred, but have not done anything with them. I have 2 years in, and it is very hard to believe. Good to hear from you. Be good! Like you know what that means. :) : To Sheila Davis (71). Wow I forgot all about the sub thing. You probably remember Anne m E.A. We have been together for 24 years. Well she had a bout with cancer and has had radiation and chemo. She tried to come back to work, bt left in December. It was a hard year without her, but I had a great sub, and all went well. Good to hear from you. -Diane Hartley 72 ******************************************************* >>From: Holly Chamberlain (76) My family was together this past weekend and I reported on recent SANDSTORM entries on swamp coolers (may they rest in peace) and other attempted means of home and auto "air conditioning" amidst the sagebrush. My Dad, Bill, contributes his recollection of the "4-60 system" used by many to cool cars in the desert, to wit: "open all four windows and drive 60." -Holly Chamberlain (76) ******************************************************* >>From: Faith McDevitt Liikala (82) Sheila Galloway mentioned Mr. Jim Castleberry. He was probably one of my all time fave teachers. I had him for 6th grade at Jason Lee Elementary. I remember him as a gentle giant. He was able to corral the most unruly boys and not intimidate the shyest girls. My favorite memories of him are when he would read to us each day.... he chose the funniest books and would often have to stop reading to have a thorough laugh. I'm not surprised to hear he is still so dedicated to basketball and coaching. -Faith McDevitt Liikala (82) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Williams (82) here goes. in no particular order. green converse/adidas with gold shoelaces, hole-in-one at Sham Na Pum par 3 course, sneaking into the Uptown Theater, the Un-Boat races on the Yakima, Mike Neil being about as big as Michael Jordan, Tit Hill on the way to Walla Walla, jumping off the water treatment tower at Leslie Groves park, those semi trucks that used to randomly check kids for radiation at Jason Lee (and probably all the other schools as well), "Slowride" by Foghat being played at every party from Junior High through High School, Calvin Gentle lived across the street and his house would get egged about once a week, Grosscup Keggers, BB&M and Dawson Richards, and last but not least "hookybobbin" -Mike Williams '82 Mrs. Paulsons, Jason Lee, Chief Jo, (last year to graduate from Col Hi) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/17/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 18 Bombers sent stuff in: Jane Rollison (52), Grover Shegrud (56), Gloria Falls (58), Cheryl Weihermiller (60), MLou Williams (60), Paula Beardsley (62), Tim Smyth (62), Dave Hanthorn (63), Emajean Stone (63), Kathy Hoff (64), Larry Holloway (64), Gregor Hanson (65), Tedd Cadd (66), Mina Jo Gerry (68), Rich Crigler (70), Jean Albaugh (72), Mike Davis (74), Teri Claphan (74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jane Rollison Hightower (52) Re: Girls in mechanical drawing I took mechanical drawing in my junior or senior year at Columbia High and I don't remember there being any fuss at all about letting a girl in. And this would have been in 1951 or 1952, in other words, prehistoric (according to my kids). The teacher's name is lost in the black hole of my memory, but I recall that he was quite patient with me, as I knew lots about drawing, but nothing about mechanics. As it turned out, this was one of the more useful classes I took in high school (along with typing). I used the information about graphing and plotting when I was a technician at General Atomic in San Diego, and am still using this background doing computer graphics. -Glenda (Jane Rollison) Hightower (52) ******************************************************* >>From: Grover Shegrud (56) To Dave Brusie (51) I've mentioned the tucker in the past. There was one in the Atomic Frontier Day parade In 1948 (I think); what I remember was it was under its own power and smoking badly. I remember it on a flat bed truck downtown by the post office and barber shop; and bogis raffle tickets being sold on it. Then I saw it leaving town late a couple nights later. In my fading memory it was green??? -Grover Shegrud (56) ******************************************************* >>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58) To: Carol Converse Mauer (64) I remember my dad also making beer in the bathtub in a big crock, or the shower. Told us kids it was root beer. We lived in N. Richland and so had to go to the washhouse to take a shower. -Gloria Falls Evans (58) ******************************************************* >>From: Cheryl Weihermiller (60) RE: June 18th week end The Weihermiller Sisters and the Nelson Sisters, Classes '60, '63, '66, '67, are having a reunion this wk end in Richland. Any classmates of ours be there? -Cheryl Weihermiller (60) ******************************************************* >>From: MLou Williams (60) Sincere thanks to all of you who sent condolences about my sister's death. They were very nice to receive and I'm printing them out for my Mom and Susie's son. And I promise to write each of you as soon as possible. Jim Russell (58) [(hey, that must be your age too!)] I have a photo of you and Susie in our old "B" house, dressed for some dance, so you did date sometime! Meanwhile, about Mom -- I'm proud to say she's 83 and after her test run on an old Macintosh from my library last fall, I bought her a computer for Christmas. She loves it! She's writing her memoirs, and they are fascinating - right out of the dust bowl - shades of John Steinbeck! She took two classes, and spell check baffles her, but imagine learning something like word processing in your 80s! I hope I do as well. She also loves solitaire and bridge - keeps the long winter evenings fun. About swamp coolers - we had one in my bedroom window in our "B" house. One night it was so hot I decided to sleep under the bedspread only, and pulled it back to find a whole slew of earwigs running here and there. They do love humidity! Needless to day, I spent the next few nights sleeping on the couch, until Dad convinced me there were no more earwigs. How'd he do that? About biology - Miss Mecum has been discussed often and with goodwill. She lowered my grade point because I refused to cut open a frog, and instead drew an exquisite collection of insects in living color. Got a B. Phooey. Today, I would not hesitate to autopsy that frog. About Coach Strankman, his wife Melissa died about two years ago -- she had very bad rheumatoid arthritis, but I can't remember if that was the cause of death. I have printed out some of your memories of him to snail mail him. I'm sure he will be pleased to hear from you all. Reading some of your memories makes me wonder where I was when everything was going on. I worked in the school store before and after school and at noon, since 8th grade at Chief Jo, so I guess I missed a lot of fun times and getting to know some of you better. I wasn't ugly but I was shy. The point of the cliché, "If I knew then what I know now," really hits home. I am amazed -- and envious -- that some of you can just run off about the fun times you had - mine seem to be sketchy and not such fun. Is this revealing too much? Or do some of you also feel that way and just didn't say so. Or have I just not sat down and pondered thoroughly? Enough, I wax uneloquently. Except one last thought - Mrs. Luckey. How she made us color pictures of the action as she read Silas Marner to us. Yech! And we were in high school! Sonja Harmon, I'm going to contact you, I promise. Thanks for keeping in touch. -MLou Williams (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) To Bill Blankingship (62): Where were you tonight- You missed the meeting To Jefferson Saunders (69): Once a week or so they run a train out to Hanford on the old track next to the Bypass late at night. Don't even want to know what they are hauling but love to hear the sound of that whistle. I read the other day a comment from someone about getting root beer base at Arlene's. Sorry - we are closing out all the beer and wine making supplies and the root beer mix was the first stuff gone. Barronelle says you can get that stuff at the grocery store. Hope many of you Bombers are planning to catch the show at Uptown and in the park this weekend for Cool Desert Nights. Just a quick schedule - ~Thursday night gathering at Dairy Queen on Jadwin across from Uptown - lots of classic cars, classic music and old friends will be on hand. ~Friday night cruise for participants from uptown to downtown on GWWay - 7-9pm - Street Dance 9:00-12:00 at Howard Amon Park (Riverside for you old timers) with Men In The Making - $5.00. ~Saturday Show and Shine at Uptown, Slow Drags, Bus Pull and lots of cool cars all Day. Pancake Breakfast at Jefferson Park's new Gazebo 7-10a.m. ~Saturday night cruise 6-8pm. on GWWay. Street Dance at the Park 9-midnight featuring the Kingsmen -$8.00 at the gate. Hope to see you down there. I'll be looking for some familiar faces. -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Tim Smyth (62) Our Dad had one Root Beer endeavor. Brewed it all up and put it down in the basement to age. Oh well...he must have forgotten about it, because early one morning Maren and I (we had our bedrooms in the basement) along with the rest of the house were treated to many "Root Beer and Broken Glass" explosions. Had us scared until we realized what had happened. What a mess that was!! As I recall, I had to clean it up. Only root beer at the A & W Drive In after that. -Tim Smyth (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Hanthorn (63) I think the so-called "Downwinders" group in the Tri-Cities is missing the point. The real long term health problems related to Hanford weren't from any radiation problem. It was from all us kids running around every summer in the clouds of DDT spray behind the "mosquito" trucks. :-) Ya got cancer? Yep, DDT will do that! Other ailments? Ask your doctor about DDT. :-) As I recall, our parents were more worried about us being hit by a car (whose driver couldn't see us in the cloud) than they ever were about what the DDT might be doing to us. :-) The first girl to ever take "mechanical drawing" class in the Richland schools was none other than my sister, Alice (59). Seems my old man thought that nobody named Hanthorn should ever grow up without learning "drafting", even if they were a girl. When the school turned her down, he (my Dad) went immediately to the principal's office and told him (the principal) in no uncertain terms that he (the principal) would either enroll Alice in the class, or he (my Dad) would go to the school board and demand they fire him (the principal). Well, nobody argued with the old man, so my sister was enrolled in the class in a hurry. That was my first knowledge of "sexism", though of course there was no word for it back in the fifties. Though I never took biology, I knew Miss Mecom from the time I was a small child as she lived in a pre-fab right behind us. I always thought it was very strange that since she was a biology teacher that she would have such a terrible yard. The grass was never watered or mowed, and the gardens were completely overrun with weeds. Now I know she was too old to do much yard work herself, but I always thought she should hire a kid to mow the grass and pull a few weeds. I don't think she ever did, though. By the way, as I recall, in school she was Dr. Mecom, but in the neighborhood she was Miss Mecom, another little tidbit that seemed strange to me. It has really struck me as amazing to read these Sandstorm articles and to see how we all have such similar memories. We all have "swamp cooler" stories, we all have "black widow spider" stories, we all have "coal furnace" stories, we all love Spudnuts, we all remember people like "Muscles" and "Miss Mecom" and other colorful characters, we all hung out at By's or Zip's or A&W, we all "slept out" in the summer and skied or sledded in the winter, we all went out into the desert for some kind of "big adventure" or another. And it seems to make little difference whether we graduated in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or 70's, we still share so much in common. I would guess that there are very few places in the entire world that would generate such a similar shared experience for such a wide range of people. I think we grew up in a very unique time and place, and we are quite a special and unique group of people because of it. I feel very fortunate to have such a special background, even though people who never shared our experiences can ever understand (hell, they don't even believe us) what a unique and special town Richland was (and I guess still is). Somebody said they should write a book about Richland. I think that would be a terrific idea. Maren, is that what you have in mind with this website? Are you doing research for a book? Seems like a great idea to me. I think Gene Conley was the first person to play major league baseball and NBA basketball during the same year. He was also one of a very small handful to ever accomplish this fete. Someone with access to a sports almanac could check this out. My memory was never real great and it hasn't been gettin' any better since I passed fifty. Well, thanks once again Maren, for giving us the opportunity to step through the "time machine" to revisit another piece of our childhood. I know I will be back for more. -Dave Hanthorn (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Emajean Stone (63) I also had Mr. Carlson "Grasshopper" for biology. I can remember him climbing up on his desk. He did look like a grasshopper in that position. I remember one day when we got into class that he had an announcement. It seemed that he had ordered a package of preying mantis eggs. They had arrived and he had opened the box to check them out. Then put them into his desk drawer and promptly forgot about them. That morning he realized where he had put them. He told us that when he pulled the box out that morning - there were no eggs - it seemed that they had all hatched and he figured that there were baby preying mantis in our class room. No one ever saw one in the classroom - so my guess is that they must have gotten into Ally's cage and he ate them. -Emajean Stone (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) Bombers - don't forget that COOL DESERT NIGHTS is this coming weekend, June 18 & 19. Remember the ATOMIC FRONTIER DAYS when we all gathered at RIVERSIDE PARK? Wouldn't it be great to have an "ALL ALUMNI" gathering on the same weekend every year?!! We all have friends, sisters, brothers, cousins, etc. (and even children) who graduated from other classes who we would love to see. And what about some of those wonderful teachers we had - would love to see them too!!! There wasn't enough time to organize anything this year, but on Saturday, there will be a Bomber Table set up near the SPUDNUT SHOP where you can sign the guest book. And if there is enough interest, we could have a grand celebration in the year 2000! So come on down to the UPTOWN to look at all the COOL CARS and stop by and say "HI". -Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Holloway (64) To the two Hartley girls: My name is Larry Holloway and I would like you to say hello to your mother and father, Mariam and Bud. Worked at Exxon with your mom and have had some wonderful fishing trips and camping. Hope they are both feeling better and will be able to go fishing soon. To Don Fisher (50): I'll bet you felt the paddle a few times and I didn't know you were a carpenter along with all your other many talents. -Larry Holloway (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Gregor Hanson (65) Class of '65 Annual Get Together is this weekend - in conjunction with the Cool Desert Nights event - should be lots of fun with classic car cruise down GWWay, car show in Uptown parking lot, street dance with the Kingsmen, etc. and lots of older Bombers in town!! -Gregor Hanson '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd (66) I was just thinking about some of the other childhood stuff in my Richland history. When I was between 7 and 10, I visited my Grandmother in Camas a couple of times by myself. My parents put me on a passenger car on the mail train that traveled down the Washington side of the River. The passenger car had a platform on the back of the car and it was the last one in the train. I could go out there and watch the tracks running out behind the train and hear and feel the train on the rails. I'd lean out and watch the mail bag catching on the stops where they didn't stop in the town. Grandma Cadd would be waiting at the station and I got to throw rocks in the river and pick blackberries on the bank. Good, plain solitary bliss! Grandma Cadd lived near us in one of those single bedroom prefabs for a short while in the south end of town. I'd go over there and she'd make me one of those Jiffy cakes and serve me coffee. It was really a latte (1955 style): about 1/6 cup coffee, 2/3 cup warm milk and 1/6 cup sugar. It felt good to be treated so much like an "adult." I know, I know; it was more like a candy bar than coffee but I liked it... -Tedd Cadd '66 ******************************************************* >>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) School's out! School's out! I feel as giddy as we used to when we were kids. I checked out yesterday and went shopping!! Anyway, summer brings a lot of memories -- like Swamp Coolers. The black hose from the irrigation faucet in the yard was always hooked up to it and there was always a pool of muddy, stinky water underneath it outside our pre-fab. In the ranch house, it was on the roof and the water ran down the back of the coal shed. I don't remember them being all that cooling, but as kids we ran through the sprinklers and had water fights constantly when it was so hot. I remember spending days in my swim suit and when we got older, riding our bikes to the big pool after lunch and spending the rest of day. It was always great fun when the folks would go back with us in the evenings, too. We got a summer pass every year. The first two things dad did to our ranch house after the government allowed us to buy it was put in a "refrigerated" wall unit in the living room and electric baseboard heat throughout. He finished the heat on a day that was 110 in the shade and turned it on to test. It took days to cool off the house again. The small wall unit was overwhelmed. We used to line our chairs up across the end of the living room and sit in the path of the cool air. The bedrooms never cooled off, but we slept with doors and windows open hoping for a breeze. We still have wall units -- one at each end of the house -- a system of fans that moves the air around and sleep with the windows open (and the dog for an early warning system), but not the doors. Someday, I want to live in a house with a heat pump. Maybe I will finally stay cool in the summer and warm in the winter and not worry about keeping things away from the baseboard units. -Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Rich Crigler (70) For all - If it hasn't been on before - Dawson and Richards is closing the doors for good in one month. Last year BB&M closed up and now Dawson - Many thanks to them for the support they have given the many generations of Bombers ---- Rumor has it Starbucks is making a bid on the Spudnut Shop -- We'll see if the last great Uptown icon will fall to the Corporate takeovers. -Crigler 70 ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Albaugh McKnight (72) Charlie Miller... who chased the girls and kissed them in grade school.... you are low. The true number is 563 graduating seniors in 1972. The total enrollment was almost 2,000. I believe Hanford K-12 opened the next year with Sophomores. Luckily a group of parents, including my father, argued against opening a second high school and were able to stall the process (long enough for me to graduate as a BOMBER.... Yes.) -Jean Albaugh McKnight '72 ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) To: Steve Piippo (70) Yes, that was my son you saw me with at Dave Carroll's office. He's my 13 year old (6' 0"', 185) My only regret is that he will miss out on the tutelage of your dad. Coach Piippo made many a Bomber in this town. Thanks for the compliment on the left handed shot. I think that "other" left hander you speak of shot better than most people either handed. He could definitely play! On another topic: Remember that little yellow mini bike Rob used to have. I think we probably left permanent ruts in your parents' back yard. We rode that thing forever. Mike Williams' (82) list of memories has inspired me: War Ball in P.E. against Ron Hall (running into a brick wall was less painful) Boxing in High School P.E. (Cold cocking Leroy Stevens where he couldn't remember his locker combination) Rat tail combs, stretch levis, throwing fudgesicles against the side of the building at Chief Jo seeing who could get the longest smear on the wall, treeing people or getting treed, glass backboard arrival at Chief Jo, that tremendously long hallway at Jason Lee from the principal's office to the sixth grade wing (miles), after school basketball with Mr. Perryman, the miniskirt (my oh my!), Colt League games lasting after midnight (By the way, RSD, are you ever going to do something with that ridiculous parking lot?), streaking Zips and Payless (others, of course, not me!), Sambos' chili size at 2:00 in the morning, fire prevention parade (do they still have that?), Miss Bardahl, docks at the river, Swim all day at the Big Pool for 15 cents (except on game days, little leaguers!) Chief Jo beating Carmichael in everything for about 100 years! (that'll get 'em worked up) spitting off the balcony as seventh graders at Chief Jo on the big, bad ninth graders below (others again, of course - I tried to stop them!) Angel of the Morning (sung by Merilee Rush to Rich Crigler) -M. Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Teri Claphan Foss (74) To Diane Hartley (72) and Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) I read the Alumni Sandstorm every morning and I always love it when people pop up who I haven't thought about in a long time. I am often reminded as I read the entries what a great place Richland was to grow up in. We all have so many common threads of memories that are so unique to our area. Diane and Glenda, it is great to "see" you! Wow! It's been a while! I haven't seen both of you or your parents in years. I still live in Richland and have 4 step-children, two daughters of my own 19, 14, and a 5 mo. old grandson. To my fellow classmates from the class of 74: Help! I am in complete denial that we have a 25 yr. reunion next month. It seems like only yesterday that half of our class met at "Sambos" the morning of graduation day for breakfast. Remember? In my mind the 25 yrs. just doesn't compute until I read entries here. Mike Davis...when you mentioned that you had been teaching 25 yrs., I thought "no way!" It suddenly began to sink in that we in fact did graduate 25 yrs. ago. So, my plan is to starve myself for the next few weeks and purchase some "miracle" under eye cream to shrink the wrinkles before we all gather in July. I look forward to seeing all of you! -Teri Claphan Foss (74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/18/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff in: Dave Brusie (51), Shirley Davis (56), Ellen Lenor (59), Bonnie Timmerman (63), Ron Richards (63), Pam Ehinger (67), Glenda Hartley (68), Anna Durbin (69), Tony Seals (72), Mike Pearson (74), Kim Edgar (79), Dawna Archibald (82) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) RE: Gene Keller where are you?? I looked in the Club 40 News Letter, and saw a picture with Pattie "Badger" Keller. If anyone out there knows of Gene's where abouts, please have him get in touch with me. (503) 636-1522 -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Shirley Davis Lawrence-Berrey (56) Sure sounds like all the old landmarks are disappearing. Never thought I'd see Dawson-Richards go out of business. I guess we will just have to keep all the places we grew up with alive on the Sandstorm. I remembering working a few summers and during Christmas holidays at Richland Hardware (on GWWay across from the Village theater.) They had a nice housewares and giftwares department. Remember the Sarna Brass bells? I also sold Fenton glassware. Now I live a few miles from the Fenton plant. Who would have guessed!?! Each pay day I'd hurry to the Style Center and pay on my lay-a-way of pretty Jantzen sweaters and matching socks. Remember the bright colored shoestrings we'd wear with our black and white saddle shoes or white bucks? About the swamp coolers -- I can still smell that odor of the air. It was pretty distinctive. We had a cocker that would lie right on the air vent and you could see dog hair flying in the air. (Maybe it was the dog hair I could smell!) I like the description of the 4-60 car air conditioners. Ours was a 3-60. Mom didn't like her hair to blow in the wind! A special Hi to Roberta Kirkwood ('58) I remember you as the little sister to my friends Bonnie and Barbara ('56) Also, if Nick Speed is on line, how are you "old" friend? That better do it for today. -Shirley Davis Lawrence-Berrey (56) ******************************************************* from the RHS Guest Book: Name: Ellen Lenor Foley Referred by: From a Friend From: Los Angeles/Burbank, California Time: 1999-06-15 04:21:39 Comments: Greeting from Hollywood... Am seeking other 1959 graduates. Am unable to attend Reunion next month, however, will be in Tri-Cities for Hydro Races. -Ellen Lenor Foley (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Bonnie Timmerman Glover (63) Does anybody remember the fire drills from your elementary school? I went to Jefferson. When it was a strong siren........ it was a fire.... if it was broken siren, you walked into the hall and laid on the floor parallel with one arm in front of your face and the other on the back of your head. It meant that we were being attacked from the Russians. We all knew the the air force from Moses Lake were going to save us from the attack. I know this is small compared to what is going on over seas......... or what is going on in our children's high school. My friends............... we were so fortunate...... we were happy days. -Bonnie Timmerman Glover (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Ron Richards (63) My family and I will be at the Spudnut Shop between 11:00 AM and 12:00 Noon on Friday, June 18, 1999 (that should be today). It would nice to see some familiar faces there. If you get there first, however, please leave a couple dozen spudnuts for me. -Ron Richards (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) To the Weihermiller Sisters: Myra we went to school together, and the class of 67 is having a birthday bash for all of us 50 year olds!! MY MY time does pass when we're having Fun! Hope to see ya there! Like I've said earlier, our 73 VW van will be in the Car Show. It'll be -. let's say - not as shiny as the rest, but it does have class!! We'll be there Friday afternoon, just look for the light blue VW van (hand sprayed, from a can) with the Summer of Love Tour 98 on it. That will be the Magical Bus! See everyone in One day!! Bombers Rule -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) To Larry Holloway (64): Mom talks about those fishing trips all the time. She is still fighting with that sinus and asthma stuff all the time and often has little or no energy. She hasn't been fishing yet this year. Hopefully soon! Dad is awfully crippled up with arthritis, but is hanging in there. You should stop by and visit sometime. They would both love it. I didn't realize you were a "64" graduate! Nice to hear from you. To Teri Claphan (74): Hi Teri! I have seen your articles in the Sandstorm many times and apologize for not sending you a note. We do have a lot of memories of good ol' Willard Street, don't we? I didn't realize you were still in Richland. Guess some of us just never could "break away". It's been pretty good to me, though. Can't complain!! I live in Kennewick and work out at Battelle. I have 2 daughters and the youngest is married with a 4 year old son and expecting twins at the end of September!! My oldest lives in Los Angeles and is still single. How are your mom and dad, and where are they? And, Mike? How's he doing? Do you ever see Robin Morey Schildknecht? (was she "74" also?) I have to admit that even I don't very often. They live near Benton City off the Yakitat exit. Her mom (Jean) has an apartment attached to their house and Greg (Morey, 68) lives there with her. We should all get together some time and have a little reunion. Take care and keep in touch. -Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Anna Durbin (69) RE: Say it ain't so! To Rich Crigler (70): I got palpitations, apoplexy, pangs, and all the other stuff that used to hit only old people when I read that Starbucks had its eye on the Spudnut Shop. Tell me you're joking. Is no icon sacred? Will there be nothing left of Richland as we knew it? I must say I do love reading the memories that I share with others across several decades. We did have a unique and wonderful place in which to grow up. Someone mentioned Sonja Harmon. Does anyone have her address? I still remember the French and Russian I learned from her. I heard she had moved to one of the islands off the west coast of the beauteous state of Washington. If you could share, I would love it. The idea of reunions of many classes in one weekend sounds great. There are a lot of people in the classes before and behind I would love to see. -Anna Durbin '69 ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Tony Seals (72) Date: Wed Jun 16 11:00:20 1999 A lot of good work setting this up. Good job. Found your site while doing a search on Hanford and stumbled into a lot of old (good) memories. Enjoyed it. Thanks. -Tony Seals (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Pearson (74) To Teri Claphan Foss (74) The most wrinkled person in our class will be me. In third grade my freckles were almost connected. I have 8-10 "kindness lines" behind each eye and 5-6 smaller lines between them -- all when properly squooched up, of course. I've been wearing sunscreen since the mid-1970s. Memories of jobs held in Richland: During my senior year I worked at Lamb-Weston in Connell while attending Col-Hi, then washed dishes at C & L Tahitian starting in January. I missed being with "half the class" at Sambo's, but later was a fulltime dayshift dishwasher at Sterling's Famous, which I think was Sambo's a long time ago. The proprietor gave me a Sterling letter of recommendation, by the way. Right after graduation, I was washing dishes fulltime on dayshift at C & L Tahitian. By the end of the summer, I was working as a box stacker at PridePak (now Lamb Weston?). So definitely, having test scores in the 99th percentile help you in Richland. Later I was a pizza delivery driver for Pizza Hut. In the 1960s, I had been a "paper boy." Don't tell me if I missed any fun. I have plenty anyway because of how my mind works. I spent graduation night at the drive-around circle at the end of Lee Boulevard in Howard Amon Park. Then went home. I had barely graduated; still "barely" counts in horseshoes. I wasn't in the Yearbook for at least the last two years and I would like to know if I can still buy the yearbook so that in my declining years I will have more of these memories. Actually, I do remember Mike Davis (74) . . . do you remember how I always tried to get his attention? Neither do I. I should have, though, cuz he knows the Kennedies of H.Port (see earlier messages). Though I was somewhat of a slouch in high school, my father handed diplomas to many of our class in our graduation ceremony, even me. I seem to receive almost no email so if anyone in our class has emailed to me besides Nancy, Sherri and Brad, be advised: I didn't receive it. Love and Good Wishes, -Mike Pearson (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Kim Edgar Leeming (79) To: Michael Peterson (77): I noticed you were looking for Coach Covington. I asked my Uncle how to get a hold of him. He knows all of the coaches for RHS (past and present), he’s friends with them all. I have Coach Covington’s phone number, I tried to send it to you, however, your email address is no longer working. If you still want it, email me and I’ll send it to you, (I couldn't post it on the Sandstorm for privacy reasons). I'm so excited that you've achieved your dreams in music, it's an inspiration to all of us, that if you set your mind to do something, it can be done. If you enjoy keeping in touch with alumni, you may want to get a hold of Barbara Mandrell’s husband, he was also a Bomber (Ken Dudney, class of '59. I used to see Barbara's tour bus around town when I was a kid. I hope to see you at the Tacoma Dome (KMPS Concert - August 24th), on your summer tour I’ll be the one in the Bomber Jersey to cheer you on. To: Everyone, Does anyone remember sledding down Carmichael hill? My two brothers and I (and our dog) would go sledding down the hill, it was a blast. It was crowded enough with three kids, but our dog loved it, she'd chase us down the hill and jump on. It was the funniest thing you ever saw. Class of 79: See you in July at the 20 year Reunion. -Kim Edgar Leeming, Class of 79 ;) ******************************************************* from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Dawna Archibald Gibson (82) Date: Wed Jun 16 19:59:10 1999 I saw Mike Williams (82) name and started having flash backs. Kelly Baker sent me the info on this. What a great idea. -Dawna Archibald Gibson (82) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/19/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff in: Ken Heminger (56), Deedee Willox (64), Bill Yandon (68), Jeff Curtis (69), Jefferson Saunders (69), Rich Crigler (70), Diane Carpenter (72), Diane Hartley (72), Vicki Owens (72), Mike Pearson (74), Sherri Fisher (74), Greg Thompson (82) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Heminger (56) To Grover Shegrud (56) I also mentioned the Tucker in a past post. My failing memory also remembers it as green. When I saw it, it was setting on a flat bed trailer. I have no idea now where it parked. So many memories have turned to syrup since then. The thing that fascinated me the most was the center head light that turned as the car went around the corner. It wasn't long after that, a bolt on light that would do the same thing came out that would fit in the grill of the 49-50 Fords. I donut think it really caught on, Only remember seeing a few of them. BTW, I still like potato sandwiches. To the rest of the Bombers, Many have dug into the archives of the brain resurrecting old memories. Here's one for you. How many remember the soda that came out in the early 50’s that were labeled Lemon ette Grape ette Lime ette etc. (not sure the “ette” is spelled the way it was on the bottle) The bottle was really small or so it seemed. When placed side by side with a coke bottle, everyone thought they were getting cheated by buying such a small bottle compared to the coke bottle. When the contents of the smaller bottle was poured into the larger coke bottle, it would fill it up. Proving the larger bottle was just that, all bottle. But alas, another good product went down the tubes because of packaging. They were all good in my opinion but the Lemon ette was my favorite. -Ken Heminger (56) ******************************************************* >>From: DeeDee Willox Loiseau (64) I am long-time reader but seldom contribute. Usually by the time I'm done reading the Sandstorm, I've forgotten what memory was triggered that I wanted to write about! My memory is not working as well as it used to *G*. No, I am NOT getting old! SWAMP COOLERS! We were really “uptown” in our "B" house; we had “central air” with our swamp cooler. We had a large swamp cooler in the basement by the coal furnace and it was channeled through the furnace ducts. So all our heat vents were cooler vents in the summer. It was still muggy though. Mom used to get after us for coming in and sitting right in front of the vent; liked to let the air blow in my face. Now that I'm menopausal *g*, I like the air in my face again! Thank God for air conditioning and fans. SLEDDING DOWN CARMICHAEL HILL Oh, yes. We did and we loved it. It seems like we don't get as much snow around here anymore; or am I just busy with life and not noticing? Summers don't seem to be as hot either; I think it is because of all the irrigation that's being used for agriculture. -DeeDee Willox Loiseau (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Yandon (68) Saw that it was mentioned that multi class reunions would be a good idea. I would like to second that as there are many in classes before and after that I would like to see. Any one else interested???? And I hope I didn't just nominate myself for anything. -Bill Yandon, Class of 1968 ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Curtis (69) Intimidated (and out-of-it) as I was in the 7th grade environment at Chief Jo, I just had to see what a "sock-hop" involved. I cost me a dime. The fact that this was the same price as a bag of popcorn in the school store was not lost on me. I hoped that I wasn't wasting perfectly good snack money for nothing. I entered the Warrior Gym with The Beatles' "I'm Down" blaring with jagged distortion on the sound system. But the whole gymnasium was alive with the kind of vibrant energy and excitement that only a room full of a couple of hundred teenagers can generate. Although there was a significant amount of "couples" dancing, there was also a throng of kids just dancing solo/together and an occasional line-dance like the stroll or something. I removed my shoes and worried about foot odor for the first time in my life. But - ah, the gym was festive. It was electric. It was joyful. It was a happening like I had never seen before. It was also going to be a big problem getting up enough nerve to ask a real girl to dance with me. From kindergarten through the 6th grade, I had seen my relationship with girls pretty much like my relationship with my little brother. I never asked to have them (him) around but didn't have a lot of choice in the matter. But both provided an easily accessible shoulder to slug or a slow moving snowball target. And, of course, I was equally unpopular with both. Now I was faced with an unprecedented dilemma. Not only did I actually care about how I was perceived by the female population, but I also sensed their unlimited power to crush my self image with a simple rejection. Who the hell would ever consent to dance with me? I had a crew cut in a mop-top world. I was outfitted off the rack from JC Penny's not Dawson-Richards. And (and this is pretty significant), I had NEVER DANCED BEFORE! Why then, you may ask, would I want to put myself through the stress of possible rejection and the resulting personal humiliation to follow? Perhaps love hadn't had the chance to pummel my ego into submission in those early years. Or perhaps I needed to do this to establish my (minimally) emerging adolescence. I really can't say. Something pushed me to make a choice and go for it, so I did. I spotted the blissfully unaware Maryann Last sitting in the bleachers. She was so cute with red hair, blue eyes and a great smile - definitely out of my league. Hell, I really had no league at that point. But she met the most important criteria - no one else had snagged her yet. The hop was winding down and this would be one of the last opportunities to get "into the game". Time was running out! I approached her cautiously. She wasn't looking my direction when I approached so there would be no reading her reaction to my impending presence. This probably worked in my favor. She never had the chance to work up a polite rejection and I never had to see her sweating to think one up. I had the age old advantage of surprise on my side. I walked boldly in front of her and stammered "W,Would you l,l,like to dance?" She turned her head and looked at me, smiled and said "Sure!". I was blown away. As we walked out onto the gym floor I realized (as I previously mentioned) that I was not an accomplished dancer. Other than a couple of lessons from older teen neighbor Marcy Rue, which never went that well anyway, I had never danced before. This was not a real good time to have this sudden awareness. But I really wasn't all that worried. Observing the dance floor earlier had confirmed the fact that pretty much any bodily contortions when strung together kind of matching the tempo of the tune were acceptable. Maybe not at "seizure" levels, but generally a pretty broad tolerance of style was evident. I could do this. Now, awkwardly facing each other in the middle of the gym we waited for the beat to kick in. Pat Barnes was doing the DJ duties and I saw him move the armature of the turntable onto the 45 he had selected. I was ready to boogie!! Crackle... crackle.... hiss.... pop.... She wore Bluuuuuuuuuuuuue Vel... vet....... OH! MY! GOD! A slow song. I never thought of the possibility of a "slow" song. I was going to have to touch her. A girl. A real girl! Beads of sweat began forming on my forehead. There was no time to make any other arrangements. Maryann moved toward me, clasped both of her hands behind my neck and put her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her waist and we began slowly rocking back and forth to the music. Feelings both physical and emotional stirred in me for the first time, feelings that would become more familiar in the coming years. But this was a first. As the song ended and we politely thanked each other for the dance, I strode out of the gym feeling completely victorious. I had met the challenge head-on and had come away unscathed. You know, you only get a few firsts in your life. And they only happen once. I wish that I could remember with such clarity more of these events that marked my life but I will have to be content with the few that have endured. However, one of them will always be Bobby Vinton crooning "Blue Velvet", the scene of the packed gym at Chief Jo, the excitement of happy anticipation emanating from the kids, and a young teen girl who took pity on a geeky 7th grader and created a fond memory for him. Thanks again for the dance, Maryann. -Jeff Curtis (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Jefferson Saunders (69) As a kid I loved running into 'Muscles' and watching him ride his balloon tire bike around the Uptown shopping center. He always had a big smile and seemed so happy. Would someone tell me about him and fill me in as to who is was and whatever happened to him. I was told he moved away but always thought something happened. Thanks -Jefferson Saunders (69er) ******************************************************* >>From: Rich Crigler (70) Good news to all -- Have been informed by Val (sarg at the spudnut shop) that Starbuck was unable to come up with enough money to purchase the Spudnut Shop. So you can all relax -Crigler (70) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) Hello to the class of '72. I just attended my nephew's graduation (Mountain View High, Vancouver, WA) and was reminiscing about ours. Unfortunately one of my most prominent memories is of one of the graduates throwing up during the ceremony - we had to skirt a large, smelly puddle as we walked out. Anyone else remember this? We'd better not mention any names though - no point in embarrassing anyone after all these years. -Diane Carpenter Kipp (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Hartley (72) Well, I was happy to hear from several people by way of the Sandstorm paper. This is fun. Rich Crigler (70): I hope they do not get Val's Spudnut Shop - Richland just can't function without it. I go there for lunch some days when teachers have a workshop - GREAT PLACE! Val is still mad at me for not coming to any of my reunions, but I tell her she will get over it. :) :) :) As for Vickie Owens (72): One of my favorite memories is the RHS pep clb. When we had to march, she would always try and make me get off step - we were always in trouble for something, but did have fun. Hi to you too Teri Claphan Foss (74) I have not seen you or your folks in years. Mine still live in Richland, and are doing pretty well. I see Robin Morey Schildknecht some times, but not as often as I would like to. I remember all the good times on Wilard Avenue. How is Mike doing? -Diane Hartley (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Vicki Owens (72) To Teri Claphan Foss (74) and Mike Pearson (74) Having you guys mention Sambo's brought back memories. My first summer home from college, Sambo's was our late night hangout. They were known for their "bottomless" cup of coffee. For 5 cents (which was pretty remarkable even then) you could have free refills. We would drink and drink and drink. I remember one particular night that we were packed into a booth, spending our last nickels drinking coffee. Robin Frister (73) was our waitress. In the booth right behind us, three senior citizens had finished their meal, paid their bill and left, with most of their food left on their plates. We must have been in the "poor, starving college kids" mentality that night, because Robin saw us eyeing the food, and moved those plates over to our table. Don't tell my mom! :-) I remember another night that summer that we decided to count the cups of coffee we downed. I counted up to 16 (is it any wonder that Sambo's went out of business?), and the sky began to lighten. So we all paid off our bills and headed over the dike to watch the sunrise. In those days the Pasco side of the river was mostly houseless, so the sun rising over the Columbia was even more gorgeous than today. After watching the sun climb to a reasonable height, it was time to go home. I tiptoed in the door, and found my dad headed out the door on his way to work. (Those area guys had to leave for work VERY early. It seems like it was very rare for me to see my dad in the mornings while I was growing up.) Obviously the tiptoeing was in vain, and Dad was NOT impressed! When I told him I had been down to watch the sunrise, he said, "If you wanted to watch the sunrise, why didn't you just tell me. I watch it rise every morning and would be happy to wake you up." Uh, thanks but no thanks. The most amazing thing was that I proceeded to bed and slept like a log. These days, just one cup of coffee after dinner is enough to keep me awake to regret it! Speaking of the Columbia River, does anyone remember a lady from the Pasco side who had a car that was also a boat? She commuted to Hanford in that vehicle every day. I remember it looked mostly like a car, but below the bumper were a couple of little propellors. I remember watching her drive into the river on the Pasco side one day, amazed to see it didn't sink! -Vicki Owens (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Pearson (74) Class of 1974 Hanford & Richland H.S. With you there, the event should be a success. You know they're up to something (they always are). See your old classmates again! See what on earth they think they're doing, if they'll tell us... Confirm today! Send your "RSVP" to Class of 74 910 W. 34th Ave. Kennewick, WA 99337 Melody Abbey House, Karen Alex, Miles Allen, Jeanette Alpen Hanni, Sue Baars, Jean Bartlett Bunch, Debbie Bell, Beth Bennett, Corrine Benson Ramsdell, Donna Best Bishop, David Bledsoe, Frank Boasen, Rich Brouns, Craig Brown, Linda Burke, Wayne Caplinger, Kim Carter Scott, Glen Chapin, Roxie Chappell, Donald Cobb, Laurie Conley, Kathy Connally, Michelle Crouch, Robert Cryblsky, Shelli Dalen, David Dean, Bruce Dobbs, Donnie Durrett, Doug Elliot, Sherrie Epler Fitzgerald, Dawn Faulk, Bonnie Ferguson Griffin, Allen Finch, Patty Finnigan, Connie Fox, Vicki Fox, Kenneth Gibson, Tim Grazzini, Bonnie Green, Scott Guay, Mark Guenther, Margie Hale, Rich Hale, Bob Hall, Bernard Hargrave, Chuck Hawkins, Abigail Hays, Jim Henshall, Rhoda Hinson Stracham, Linda Hirsh Baumgarten, Ronald Hobson, Judith Hodgson, Mark Hollenbeck, Desiree Holloway Roath, Ilene Horton, Gordon Hsieh, Christy Huntington, Debbie Hutton, Kim Irwin, Sharon Jantz, Lynn Jones, Debbie Keels, Bridget Kelly, Susan Kern Tunnell, Charles Kissinger, Lance Lane, Dave Larson, Jeff Lien, Nancy Manning Gustafson, Rocky Manning, Daniel Myers, Mary Martinson O'Conner, Penny McDowell Peralez, Joan Mitchell, John Morgan, Ruthann Mullen, Wanda Oien Mornson, Madine Ostler Stalp, Shawn Paris, Steve Parry, Rick Paulson, Linton Peterson, Jeff Pinther, Jacquelyn Plumb, Curtis Popp, Doug Potter, Alonzo Powers, John Pratt, Mark Preston, Diana Rhodes Swatman, Paul Rinehart, David Roadifer, LaNae Roberts Davis, Robb Roberts, Gail Rogers, Candy Rose, John Rowley, Gita Sampath, Karin Schmidt Cook, Linda Scott, Earl Smart, Darlene Shirley, Teresa Smith Johnson, Janice Steffens, Robert Stevens, Jeff Thress, Terri Turner, David Vinson, Linda Valdez Anoba, Allan Wander, Marianne Warren, Steven Weinberg, Janice Wilcox Thomas, Steven Windley, Dick Wing, Helmut Wolf, Steve Wolfe, Jim Ydstie, Marvin Young, Theresa Young, Vicki Zachary Alexander. -Mike Pearson (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Sherri Fisher (74) I'm a little slow in getting this out but the amount of nervous twittering coming from the class of 74 concerning wrinkles, sags, rogain treatments, liposuction and the upcoming 25th class reunion has spurred me into action. I still have a few EZ -AGERS available for sale. This is the 2nd generation product and being sensitive to your suggestions (yes they do look like inverted sailbags) I have made the following improvements: They are now 12 inches longer - I never knew that knee cap wrinkles were so common and I've put in a bigger drawstring on the bottom to solve that "hiking up" problem. You also have 3 options for the face area: the usual 62% disguise factor mesh or the new 97% disguise factor mesh. (the 97% seems to be the most popular with the classes of 64 and down) The other face option is for a 8" x 10" optically clear window for inserting your class photo. This gives you full 100% face coverage with no chance of anyone seeing the "real" you. I suggest it for anyone graduating from the class of 61 down to the class of 50, or if you have more than 13 wrinkles. And the final improvement is for a bigger grommet (beverage insertion point). I'm using a 5/8 inch reinforced hole now. I guess a few of you were having problems hitting the smaller hole with your straws. With the new holes you can drink right from the cans, of course the bigger hole means more chance for those "laugh lines" to show so be careful! The EZ ager comes in the full range of school colors and custom silk-screen printing of class logos, mottos, nicknames, or whatever is available. Limited supply - Satisfaction guaranteed - ORDER TODAY! -Sherri Fisher (74) But I look alot younger - maybe even a (84) ******************************************************* >>From: Greg Thompson (82) I saw the post a few days ago with the name Jim Castleberry and thought that it was a person that I graduated with that works in the building. But it turned out that it was his father who had been a teacher. I wonder if it was hard for some of the folks that had parents as teachers, and if they had to take those classes. I had English with Mr. Soderquist at Carmichael and it turned out that his son is now my brother in law. -Greg Thompson (82) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/20/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff in: Maxene McGhee (50), June Smith (63), Larry Holloway (64), Janell Johns (71), Marion Agar (72) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book >>From: Maxene McGhee Brown (50) Date: Fri Jun 18 16:23:56 1999 Many memories on this web site. Please add my name to Class of 1950 List. -Maxene McGhee Brown (50) ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) Oh my! I had forgotten about the air-raid drills.... lying down in the hall with our hand over our neck..... I still remember the smell of the shoes in front on me.... Lawdy! Lawdy! Those were the days! [June--I dunno... Smith/Smyth... mighta been MY shoes... hope there wasn't any dog doo on them!! -Maren] As people are mentioning others...... does anyone have Judy Altman's ('64) email address or her where abouts? I came across her picture in the album... Everyone, keep the emails coming to the Sandstorm...... you light up my life (and put a light bulb on in me 'ol brain!!!!!! -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Holloway (64) To Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68): Thanks for the kind reply and we will try to stop by and see your mom and dad. -Larry Holloway (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Janell Johns Turrentine (71) To: Rich Crigler (70): Very good news about the Spudnut Shop. I'd have been awfully disappointed if Val had sold out. To: Bill Yandon (68): I agree. A multi year reunion would be a good idea. To: Jeff Curtis (69): Cute story. I'm sure many of us were taken back to our own first sock hops. -Janell Johns Turrentine (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Marion Agar Kreiter (72) Gosh it is great to see more graduates of '72 writing in. I am one of the guilty ones who reads faithfully every day, but never responds. I was prompted to respond to Diane Carpenter (72) about graduation night. Of course we remember the "large smelly pile" that we had to skirt around. Kevin (72) and I laugh about that every time we attend a graduation. Of course we wouldn't think of mentioning any names! We still have one son in high school (coincidentally at Mt. View in Vancouver, Diane) and the memories (some good, some bad) come back on a regular basis. My favorite memories are also from pep club and drill team. I was glad to hear from Diane Hartley (72) that Helen Burns is doing well. She was a favorite of mine. I know that we gave her fits in pep club and drill team. I hope she doesn't hold this against any of us. We were happy to hear that The Spudnut Shop will still be there when we visit. Kevin always takes at least one of the kids down for a spudnut while we are in town. Thanks for the great memories everyone! Hope to hear from more '72 graduates. -Marion Agar Kreiter (72) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/21/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff in: Lu Blakeney (49), Elva McGhan (50), Bob Clatworthy (51), Terry Liechty (64), Jay Wheat (67), Linda Pohlod (67) Kim Molnaa (75) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Lu Blakeney Humphrey (49) Date: Sat Jun 19 11:37:27 1999 Just got on-line and enjoying the Bomber info. Please add my name to your alumni list. Only found one other from Class of 1949 -- Hi Clifford, see you at the 50th reunion. -Lu Blakeney Humphrey (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Elva McGhan Wallace (50) Hi Maxene McGhee Brown (50). I remember being scared silly when I was called into the office at Col Hi. You see I had just written excuses for Jerry Neidhold (49) and my brother Vern (49) - so I could continue riding to school with him - after they had skipped the day before. Turned out they had me confused with you who had skipped along with some others and they apologized for calling me in. Guess there was no problem with my forgery. Ha This was in our junior year. -Elva McGhan Wallace (50) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Bob Clatworthy (51) Date: Sat Jun 19 11:44:49 1999 Please add my name to your list. Will be attending the Club 40 reunion in September. Hope to see old classmates there. Thanks for setting this up. -Bob Clatworthy (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Liechty (64) Read with great joy Jeff Curtis' (69) account of pubescent socializing. Ladies, this is the most accurate account of male emotions you will ever get. This is how the other side lives! Bravo, Jeff! Send it to Readers Digest. Thanks, -Terry ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Jay Wheat (67) Date: Sun Jun 20 04:03:48 1999 Keep up the great work, love it!!!! -Jay Wheat (67) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Linda Pohlod Rushing (67) Date: Sat Jun 19 11:22:55 1999 Is anyone from my class (67) out there? Please let me know who is still living in Richland at this time from the class of 67. Thanks, Linda Pohlod Rushing (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75) RE: Michael Peterson (77) Maren, I'm not sure if anyone has already mentioned this, but last night on TNN I saw Michael Peterson on a country music awards show and he received the top male performer of the future (like best new male artist)... the Dixie Chicks received top female. I saw him sing and then receive the award... it was awesome! Wow - way to go Mike! Kim Molnaa Privette (75) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Michael Peterson" is the name of the CD and I just bought it today. Suggest ALL Bombers support fellow Bomber, Michael Peterson (77) by buying his CD.... -Maren *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/22/99 -- FIRST ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff in: Ray Gillette (49), Dick Pierard (52), Larry Bruggeman (54), Missy Keeney (59), Jim Hamilton (63), John Campbell (63), Karen Schildknecht (67), Tim Funk (67), Kathy Hartnett (69), Larry Crouch (71), Jennifer Jacobson (79), Lanette Powell (79) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Gillette (49) To Lu Blakeney Humphrey (49): Welcome to the Wonderful world of the Sandstorm. There are a few others from the great class (1949) around from time to time. Hope you enjoy it as much as we have (I don't speak for all but I surely do enjoy it). I am glad to see more and more people from my era involved with this method of communicating with one another. -Ray Gillette (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Pierard (52) Howdy: The Tucker discussion brings back memories, especially since I had seen the movie about the Tucker and there is one at the auto museum in Auburn, Indiana. I remember very clearly when it came to town, although the year escapes my memory. I also remember my Dad, Jack Pierard, saying that he and some of his pals were going to start a Tucker dealership. Just where he expected to get the money to do so escapes me, and of course it all turned out to be empty talk since the firm failed so soon. -Dick Pierard '52 ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni website Guest Book: >>From: Larry Bruggeman (54) Date: Sun Jun 20 17:42:33 1999 Web Site Kudo's to the Webmaster and the survivors of the class of 54 who turned me on to the site. Now that I have found it I might have the time to become a real computer nerd. God Bless all the Bombers. -Larry Bruggeman (54) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni website Guest Book: >>From: MISSY KEENEY BAKER (59) Date: Tue Jun 22 01:11:26 1999 Just had surgery on my left hand so just a short "HI TO ALL". ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hamilton (63) My sister Carolynn ('60) while in the pink of health, has some questions regarding the results of the Thyroid study. She was wondering if there was a kind of Clif's Notes of the study and how she might find a copy. Her additional questions were if the study addressed estrogen levels, and osteoporosis. Being that my long suits were Hi-Spot, Oly Four Dotters, and DeJong stories, I'm hoping that someone might be able to point me toward what information is available. Cys lives in "The Red Neck Riviera" of Florida, and is more Kudzu than Cyber-space. I'll get the information to her. jimbeaux ******************************************************* >>From: John Campbell (63) Just returned back to Seattle (raining) from a great weekend in Richland attending the Cool Desert Nights car show. I dusted off the old silver '57 Chev and headed "home", and back about 36 years! I enjoyed seeing a number of Bombers at the show including Terry Klute (63), Bill Blankenship (62), Perry Moore (63), and Tony Sharpe (63). Don Brackenbush and Lila ('63) came over with their family and their latest Firebird (looks great, Don.) Introduced several of the younger members of the clan on the fine art of cruizin' Saturday Night on G-way - that was fun, but I don't remember my earlier '57's heating up so much. Saturday night's dance with the Kingsmen was also a flashback. Great weather, cool cars, great tunes, and old friends made for a memorable weekend. A special thanks to Terry, Bill, and the countless others who volunteered for the event. -John Campbell, class of '63 ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Schildknecht Mateo (67) To: Linda Pohlod Rushing (67) Hi Linda, don't know if you'd remember me, but I'm still living in Richland. There actually are alot of us still here, and I run into a few every now and then. I probably should have gone to the Birthday Bash, but, unfortunately, I missed it. Hope it was a blast for all! To: Glenda Hartley Ackerman (68) Hi Glenda! How the heck are you? And how come we've never gotten together for that drink? If you still have my number, give me a call, and we'll plan a get-together. Or send me an e-mail. Sorry, Tom and Robin don't have a computer, yet, and I doubt they ever will. I see them about once a month, just a little more than you, and he's my brother! I sure hope you're enjoying the summer, and let me hear from you! -Karen Schildknecht Mateo (67) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Tim Funk (67) Date: Sun Jun 20 12:36:53 1999 RE: 50th Birthday Party Just got back from Richland where the class of '67 had our 50th birthday party. It was great seeing old friends. That's where I heard about this site. Hope everyone can get their addresses added to the list. Looking forward to writing many of you and hearing from many of you. See Ya at the Spudnut Shop!! -Tim Funk (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69) Hey '69ers... knock... knock... knock, any of you out there?? We do have a reunion coming up rather soon. Yesterday's update from Gordie says there were only 22 registrations so far!!! Tell me it ain't so!! Come on, I'm closing my restaurant for 2 days so I can bring the clan home, I really hope to see a few more folks. Maybe you're all just waiting to see who else is going to be there!! Though not very notable during my school years, I really look forward to sharing the joys and tears the last 30 years have provided me with all 21 of you. Get the hint 69ers, let's make it a memorable reunion!! -Kath ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni website Guest Book: >>From: Larry Crouch (71) Date: Sun Jun 20 21:39:07 1999 WOW GREAT SITE........ Just found it today. Really looking forward to hearing from alumni. My wife found her school's page few weeks ago has been a blast.. Hope to hear from you all. -Larry Crouch (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Jennifer Jacobson (79) RE: Michael Peterson (77) Check out Michael's web site! -Jennifer Jacobson (79) ******************************************************* >>From: Lanette Powell Empey (79) What a Kick! It has been Sooooo much fun reading entries on this Alumni paper! This is Lanette Powell Empey, Bomber, Class of '79. It has brought back memories I haven't thought of in years. Jason Lee, Chief Jo, and Col High - they wouldn't change it to Richland High until later. But we were still 'Richland Bombers'. Hanford kids didn't like that. I remember Mrs. LeClaire. The girls always used the small kitchen and wouldn't let me play They were so bossy. So I played with the boys building with the big blocks, dress and all, and Mrs. LeClaire was shocked! Nap time, Bonnie Townsend fell asleep and slept all the way through the movie. I lost my favorite violin barrette during a movie in Kindergarten. 'Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz a bear... Fuzzy, Wuzzy had no hair..." the music record. Lining up for recess, only one bathroom, two stalls without doors for boys and girls.... I was shocked! Counting to 100, lining up to button on paint shirts, Mrs. LeClaire's false teeth falling out while she was reading during story time. Jim Bomgardener calling me 'Banana'. Someone kissing someone else under the tables we sat at, Mrs. LeClaire was offended! Jim Dutro... Does anyone remember Jim Dutro? What a fun kid. Always talking... just like me. I'll have to write about First Grade next time. I'm out of space! >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Lanette Powell Empey (79) Date: Mon Jun 21 14:01:48 1999 BOMBERS! Richla...nd Bomber.....s, Stomp, clap,clap...stomp clap..... We're Number One! This is sooooo groovy to read this stuff! Hi, Dianna Williams! Remember gymnastics? I still remember signing your kitchen wall at Christmas before your parents painted it another color! Did the new paint cover it? I've been reading over messages for at least two hours, my eyes are bugging out and I could still read more! This is so much fun. Anyone who graduated between '58 and '79 remember all those 'Powell' kids? Carol (58), Ronnie (60), Larry (65), Jodi (JoDene) (67), Julie (69), Janice (70), Sharon (71), Sandy, Marilyn and Lanette (79). E-mail me with any memories you have to share about them, funny, nice, crazy, strange.... I know all the weird stuff about me, but send memories about me, too, if you'd like. I hope I was never too mean to you!!! Sorry about that book in your face, Mary Luzzo and the bat in the knee Judy Bray! That was Elementary school for you. And Jr. High memories.... make it so my kids can read them. -Lanette Powell Empey (79) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/23/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff in: Jo Cawdrey (49/50), Lyle Kenitzer (51), Nancy Riggs (51), Marilyn Swan (63), Pam Ehinger (67), Joanne Sumner (69), Janell Johns (71), Jean Eckert (72), Julie Ham (77), Jude Barnes (87) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jo Cawdrey Leveque ('49 and '50) For those of you have been sharing your memories of Spokane, you will, I think, enjoy the web site, On it you can find pictures of the carousel, the bowl and pitcher, and many other beautiful Spokane sites. Ray Gillette (49) found it and shared it with some of us. I read the Sandstorm every day and really enjoy it. Do any of you remember when the city busses were free?? And when we went to the dentist we only gave our dad's payroll number? And how about "Officer Dale Metz"? As I recall, the boys shook in their boots when HE stopped them. And has anyone mentioned Mrs. Dyken's study hall? And how Mr. Kelly used to sit at his desk in the front with his eyes closed and we would take turns trying to sneak out without waking him? These memories are only for us oldies - but they are goldies. Thanks for the fun. -Jo Cawdrey Leveque ('49 and '50) ******************************************************* >>From: Lyle Kenitzer (51) RE: coach FRAN. RISH I can imagine, most do. I can still hear his voice after all these yrs. I bet DAVE HINSEN still does. He used to YELL!!!!! "HINSEN, KENITZER. Get in there!!" Trying to stop guys like DON FISHER (50) and JERRY MARZYCK (51), it was slaughter!!!!!!! I think I still have cleat marks up my back. but it was joyful years. I will always remember it (so will my back!) Don Fisher doesn't remember, but my body was one of them he run over. -Lyle Kenitzer (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Riggs Lawrence (51) Speaking of memories, does anyone remember the whistle?? Think it blew 7:45AM, noon and 4:45PM, always knew my dad would be on his way home. Rather comforting sort of a baby sitter for all of us. Went to Jefferson and Col Hi, before the days of junior hi. All you 51ers get ready for the big 50 in 2001!! -Nancy Riggs Lawrence '51 ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo (63) Date: Tue Jun 22 14:08:49 1999 Another 1963 Classmate Checking In I have just recently found this site, although I guess I must of heard of it from Donna Bowers Rice last year. Then Leslie Hutchinson Byrne told me you really have to check this out! Good grief .... I have been missing out on so much it will take me ages to catch up on all the archives of the sandstorm and sandbox, but I will make time!! This is great reminiscing!! I have so many fond memories of Richland and it is so much fun finding how many have the same memories that I have. Please add my e-mail address to your list. My brother George Swan graduated in 1959, I told him about this site recently, as he will be attending his 40th reunion in July. -Marilyn Swan Beddo (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Re: Karen Schildknecht (67) We who went to the 50th Birthday Party had a great time!! We even had some old wound healed! (Well I did any way!) Too bad you didn't come, we had a great BBQ and then went to the Kingsmen and danced all night! Some us met in Hotel Rooms to keep the party going!! Why didn't the people who live right there come? You missed a great time! Tim Funk (67), it was good seeing you but we never got to talk! Are you still in Ephrata? My folks live there on 'C' St. and I get there quite often! So maybe we can get our spouses together and meet....! Let me know, my little sister lives there too. Mom and Dad moved there in 68 and have been there since. Birthday Bash was a Blast!! Bombers Rule! -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Joanne Sumner Petrie (69) Hi! Does anyone remember the "Sandman". I was terrified of him as a kid. He would come up to kids while they were "making out" in their cars. I don't know what he was supposed to do, but I know it was "scary"! Never met anyone who actually saw him, but we knew he was out there. Also, Artic Circle Special Sauce, that was good. (catsup & mayo?) Remember Marios Dance Club in Pasco? The "Pastels" played, and we thought they were great! Stripped t-shirts, matching colored tennis shoes, and cutoffs. Also, does anyone know the where abouts of the Stantons? Babe (69) or Dan (67)? Or Linda Thomas (68). Thanks. -Joanne Sumner Petrie (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Janell Johns Turrentine (71) To Larry Crouch: Good to see another '71 alum. To Lanette Powell (79): Yes, I certainly do remember all of you Powell kids. There was a bunch of you. I can't imagine what your family gatherings must be like. I graduated with Sharon but I remember a number of you at all the church activities. Reading all of the talk about warm weather, the smell of the river, spudnuts, Zip's papa joes and fries (and of course, tartar sauce) makes me long for the things of home. There's nothing quite like it. Thanks to everyone for all the memories. Keep it up. -Janell Johns (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Jean Eckert Imholte (72) RE: Jeff Curtis' (69) comments Wow Jeff, just read your contribution from 6-19-99, about the adolescent male experience of a Chief Jo sock hop. My husband, who is also a '69 graduate, totally related to your experience. You have a real gift for writing. If you aren't doing it professionally, you should consider it. We both had a feeling we were reading a script from "The Wonder Years" or something. I remember being equally unsure as a 9th grade transferee from Christ the King. We didn't get any advance practice for such things in K-8 there! Still, it was a "magical" evening and one I'll never forget - the Pow Wow I believe it was called. Thanks for the rekindled memories. -Jean Eckert Imholte, '72 ******************************************************* >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) To Lanette Powell Empey (79): I remember all those Powell kids! Our back yards were connected and we played together often. I see Sharon now and then (she always calls me Jody). Back then we called you Betsy! I remember playing with the flashlight in the back yard. If you wiggled the flashlight really fast while pointing it at someone who was moving - it looked really disco. I remember the whole neighborhood (Powells, Luzzos, Avants, Lightenbergs, Hams...) playing kick the can. We always played at night. I hated being "it" because I was too scared to go look for anybody. The best places to hide were in the wood pile at the side of your house or behind I forget whose house. Sometimes we would go to my house and trade clothes with each other. So whoever was "it" would yell "over the can on Marilyn" when it was really me. Tricky! I remember your dad (may he rest in peace) bringing the boy scouts over at night to get worms from our yard for a fishing or camping trip (we had the electric worm shocker). We always called your dad the swing man because as he whistled and skipped (literally) home from the bus stop all the kids would line up and he would swing each of us - several times! How about eating "mud" pies before church, telling ourselves there was lots of protein in the dirt! Your mom cutting my hair (I still have the length she cut off - boy was I blonde then)... I could go on and on but this is getting lengthy. -Julie Ham Froehlich (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Jude Barnes (87) Speaking of TUCKER, hot desert nights, and the like .... I have a 1949 Chevy 1/2 ton pickup sitting in West Richland for sale if anyone is interested. ( I noticed there were a few from the class of '49 writing out here ... WOW ) GO BOMBERS -Jude Barnes (87) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/24/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers sent stuff in: Mary Triem (47), Ray Gillette (49), Dave Brusie (51), Mike Brady (61), Paula Beardsley (62), Jim Hodgson (64), Kenny Peterson (64), Alan Lobdell (69), Diane Hartley (72), Mike Davis (74), Tedi Parks (76) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mary Triem Mowery (47) TO: Elva M. Wallace - Class of '50=== from a "shirt-tail" relative. Good to see your name on this site. Glen and I haven't seen you guys for ages. We are in Richland for the summer, leaving the last week to return to our home in FL. Really enjoying being with family and seeing/talking to friends while here. Arrived 6/9. Are you guys going to the Club 40 annual reunion in September? We rented a "you would never guess it" remodeled prefab for the summer, since we brought our dog along with us on the drive north, so if you have time give us a call at 943-5401. TO: Terry H. Semmern - Class of '74. Where are you - I haven't had a phone call from you yet - see above and give me a ring. Hope you are settled in now. -Mary Triem Mowery '47 ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Gillette (49) This is a bit of a human interest story that does have a relation to the Sandstorm and RHS and Spokane. I arrived in Richland in the middle of my freshman year after leaving a junior high school in Spokane. About two years later I met JoAnn Cawdrey (50/49) and we have been friends for the ensuing 50 + years. I have been to many reunions at which Jo and I have renewed and refreshed memories of our high school days. Recently after reading one of her Sandstorm entries in which she was talking about coming to Richland, also from Spokane, after her freshman year. So I sent her an e-mail to mention that I, too, had come from Spokane and asked what school she had attended in her freshman year and told her where I had been going at the time of my departure to Richland. Lo, and behold, she said that she had attended the same Junior High school that I had come from. Further investigation revealed that we were there at the same time during her eighth grade and the first half of my freshman year BUT we never really knew one another. Since that time we have spent a little time with memories of Spokane and our mutual school and many other things that are memorable to both of us (besides Natatorium Park). The amazing part of the story is that we never had discovered that we were at the same school together in all these years of partying at reunions and such. I am still amazed that this could have taken place. Jo was a shy eighth grader and I was a not-yet-into-chasing girls ninth grader so we never did meet in Spokane. I am extremely grateful to the Sandstorm and coincidentally to JoAnn Cawdrey who was the person who first gave me the Bomber Web site information. Also very happy to have the opportunity to discuss our earlier years before we met in Richland. If we both had stayed in Spokane, we would have gone to the same high school (North Central) and who knows, we might have been very good friends there. That is the rest of the Story..... Ray Gillette (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) RE: Where's Gene Keller To all Bombers OK I have found him, through the help of a couple good people from the web. Thanks -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Brady (61) Why don't we hear more from alumni of 1961! I realize that we didn't go to state that year, but 38 years is long enough to suffer in silence. After all, we did have Larry Coryelle, Sharon Tate, Beth Peterson, and a famous professional athlete's sister. [Billye Conley] Oh, and don't forget that infamous athlete Terry Smith. In a wild state of agitation, Terry charged out of the student section at a WSU game and tackled an opposing player as he was rushing for a touchdown. What more can a class ask for! -Mike Brady (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) It was great to see so many of the Bombers in town for the Cool Desert Nights. I was a little busy with the Street Dances but did manage to visit with a few of you. Next year it will be June 22-25 so put it on your calendar now and schedule that vacation time. We are hoping to add Merrilee Rush next year so will be expecting Crigler to show up. We are working with Kathy Hoff Conrad (64) on coordinating the all year reunion with Cool Desert Nights so should be a blast. Some of you that expressed an interest in Dad's Book, Long Road to Self Government, have not sent for your copies. He has about 35 reserved for previous orders and if you don't send your money, he will sell them elsewhere. The price is $16.15 mailed and you can send your check made out to Paul Beardsley, 1324 Cedar, Richland, WA 99352. If you want one, now is the time to get it. Thanks again to Gary and Maren for the opportunity to connect. Can't tell you how many people last weekend were talking about the Alumni Sandstorm and love it. So do I!! -Paula Beardsley Glenn (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hodgson (64) RE: mechanical drawing / Mr. Sauer Jo Miles (64): I, too, have very fond memories of that class and Mr. Sauer. Although I have not saved all my old green sheets, I do use and teach much of the concepts and some of the skills to my JH math students. -Jim Hodgson (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Kenny Peterson (64) Hi Mike, It's nice to hear from you and you said it right - it did feel like I had raw meat coming through the holes. You folks out there remember good ol Mr. Jance I'm not sure how to spell his name but he seems to be doing all right, I see him once in a while at the health club I go to. I don't have the heart to tell I was one of his worst students. Then there was auto shop oh boy I really think that poor ol Mr. Nash deserved better for I think our goal in life was to make life total miserable for him. Now this might take some people back a little but can someone tell me when Richland high last used the name beaver as the school name? Also I still don't know when the sandstorm was started at Richland. -Ken Peterson (64) ******************************************************* >>From: Alan Lobdell (69) Re: Sandman I heard stories about the sandman for years however I have never met anyone who had seen or been bothered by him/her. I believe it is just another of the bigfoot stories that were going around back then. Just like the so called submarine races. I looked for them with a friend many a night down at columbia park and never saw one. Its been a long time since I even thought about these things. FUN -Alan Lobdell (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Diane Hartley (72) TO: Karen Schildknecht (67) Hi karen. I am Glenda Hartley's (68) sister, Diane, and just wanted to tell you that I work with your sister, Lynn - what a sweetie she is. I teach at Sacajawea and she is there and at Jefferson. I used to be at Jefferson for 15 years, and now I have been at Sacy. She is truly a delight. I was sorry about Mark's sister, Shan. We were good friends, and drifted apart, but kept in touch by phone. Still seems hard to believe she could be gone. She had everything going for her. I never see Tom or Robin either - Christmas is about it, and some years not even that. Sad how we all go our own own way. I will tell Glenda to make sure she gets you that drink. She is busy with work, and our folks are not as well as we would like - you know that story. We both try to help as much as we can. She is also busy being a Grammy (still hard for me to believe that one. I thought we were in our 20's. Ask her about her new grandmother adventure - she loves to talk about this one. :) -Diane Hartley (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) War Ball in High School P.E. When I was a sophomore we had P.E. with Mr. Strankman at the same time that Mr. Rish had an advanced P.E. class with juniors and seniors (Advanced P.E.? Give me a break! Is that like Advanced Lunch or something?) Anyway, Mr. Strankman and Mr. Rish would occasionally get this hair-brain idea to have a game of war ball - class against class. Now take yourself back to high school and imagine being a junior or senior and having the opportunity to legally take the head of a sophomore completely off. That is what these war ball games amounted to. I knew we were in trouble when I looked across the gym at the upperclassmen and saw them foaming at the mouth in anticipation of Rish's game-starting whistle. A particular senior of interest (fear, I mean) in this class was the war ball legend, Ron Hall. Ron was every bit of 6'3", about 245 pounds and chiseled from granite. Legend has it that he was capable of throwing a war ball through the side of the gymnasium and causing structural damage to Tastee Freez down the hill. Anyone that had an ounce of gray matter in their head knew that throwing a war ball at Ron was not only a mistake, but could be life-threatening. You did not want to anger this young man. Well, needless to say, some sophomore - either by mistake or maybe he had a death wish and did it on purpose - struck Ron in the head with a ball during the course of action. (I cannot even remember who the fool was!) The entire gym fell silent with the exception of a few, "Oh my Gods!" Everyone looked at Ron in anticipation of his next move. After gathering himself from the shock of actually being hit by a ball he looked around searching for the culprit (maybe I should say victim) Being the loyal, stand by your buddy, friends that we all were everyone pointed out the sacrificial lamb. And the chase was on! Now understand war ball does have some rules like there are certain sides of the gym you had to stay on, you can't cross this line or that line, and so on and so on. Those rules meant nothing to Ron Hall after being plucked in the head. The game came to a standstill as everyone watched Ron chase this fool all over the gym, up the stairs, across the catwalk, down the stairs, etc. etc. until he was finally cornered. The guy must of had his life flash before him as Ron wound up and slaughtered him. Looking back now after 25+ years I have to wonder if that guy was ever able to have children or even walk. Yes, High School war ball - one of life's definite character builders. -M. Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Tedi Parks Teverbaugh (76) I've been receiving the Sandstorm for a few weeks, and decided to take a turn. Mike Davis ('74) told me to, and I always do what Boo Boo says. My family moved to Richland in 1972. I enrolled in Chief Jo as a ninth grader. A few memories: our cheerleaders that year had a cute little thing they did to introduce themselves to the visiting team/fans/ cheerleaders. They would line up and sing: "Hi, Hello, and How do you do? We'd like to introduce ourselves to you... (and then they would go down the line and say their names in a sort of sing-song fashion): "Vicki, Vickie, Cheryl, Carol, Sandy, and Lynne!" Lynne later became my sister-in-law. I tease her to this day about that little cheer! Remember history teacher, Mr. Schleer...strange fellow; English teacher, Miss McLaughlin who never wore the same outfit twice. I always imagined her wardrobe being located in a warehouse somewhere. She wrote a curious thing in my yearbook: "Tedi, I don't know whether to credit you for the good in sixth period, or blame you for the bad!" Why Patti! Whatever did you mean? Anna Dempsey (76) always came to school with red marks on her neck!! No sooner would one heal, when like magic, two more would appear! Ha!! Anna, you were my idol! -Tedi Parks Teverbaugh, '76 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/25/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers, 1 Lion, 1 announcement and 1 obit today: Dorothy Sargent (51), Carol Henderson (59-KHS), Irene Smith (59), Paul Clary (59), Kay Lynch (60), Gerry Lattin (61), Marilyn Stewart (62), Cheryl Moran (66), Gary Ell (67), Karen Schildknecht (67), Vikki Kestell (70), Nancy Arnold (74), Cecily Riccobuono (77), Donna St. John (79) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Dorothy Sargent Rath (51) Date: Thu Jun 24 22:10:15 1999 I just discovered this site along with all the rest for Columbia High alumni on the internet. It is great. Thanks to Gary et al. for all their hard work. Please add me to your e-mail list for the class of 1951 and would appreciate getting the electronic Sandstorm. Hope to hear about more of my old classmates. Hi to Nancy R. and Bob C. -Dorothy Sargent Rath (51) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Carol J. Henderson Clary (59-KHS) Date: Thu Jun 24 23:12:25 1999 CLASS OF 1959 Hi Bombers: Just heard about this website today and think its just great. I went to Carmichael through the 8th grade and then my family moved to Kennewick where I graduated. Paul & I were married in 1960. -Carol Henderson Clary (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Irene Smith Goodnight (59) It is a great way to start my day - reading the Alumni Sandstorm. Bombers are really coming out with their writing ability, and the subject material is such that ANY Bomber knows right where the scene takes place. To Mike Davis (74): Your war ball story was hilarious! I wouldn't have wanted to be in that game, but (vicariously) enjoyed it immensely! There are many of those (less star-studded) games flying around in my brain now, and I can really see the dark red, sometimes blue rubber balls zinging from everywhere at once. Some were almost flat, and they just slapped you when they hit; other more energetic ones really BONKED you, stunning you almost out of the game. Only to be followed by another BONK that was meant to get your attention back on track. Not being a very competitive person, I spent more time trying to stay out of the way of zingers on their way to more deadly players. Often forgetting to grab and fling my own missiles, I was laughing so much I might as well be out anyway. Does warball still exist in high schools today? -Irene Smith Goodnight (59) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Paul Clary (59) Date: Thu Jun 24 23:12:25 1999 CLASS OF 1959 Hi all, I am the real Paul Clary, and went to Chief Jo and then COL-HI, then USN then USPS -Paul Clary (59) ******************************************************* >>From: Kathleen "Kay" Lynch O'Shea (60) Yesterday, I was e-mailing with a woman who works for AARP's Publication Services and was challenged to explain how our Richland memories and experiences are any different from those of grown-up kids anywhere else in the world. I coaxed out some of my own magic moments and you can bet I'll be ready, next time I write: It was magic, walking down to the Indian burial mound by the river with the new owner of the property. He had strung a swing from one of the trees in a little grove nearby and while the other kids were looking for one last arrowhead, I was swinging in the lime-green light of the new, transparent leaves. As I spun gently, feet up in the green air and head down, I heard a soft but insistent whisper; (I did!) it came again before I could pull myself upright. And then, fully-focused, I heard ..... nothing. Nothing but breezes and leaves. I was absolutely certain that an Indian-spirit had spoken to me and though I only returned to that spot once or twice thereafter, I listened with all my heart. Still do, come to think of it.... It was magic when Mr. Coelho hauled a bunch of us out to the desert (Art class? Columbian?) without really telling us why. When we arrived at a spot he had chosen, he still didn't tell us. He didn't speak at all, but sat down on the sand. We felt really dumb, but after a while we sat down, too and things got quieter and quieter as we looked around us and let the desert's strange magic do its work. I discovered that the area around me was a flawless and miniature depiction of a larger landscape - tiny trees and shrubs and "logs." Sometimes, I still go to that time and place and feeling when I meditate. Desert magic. It was definitely magic when my daughter and I stayed at... Nendel's? just south of the Downtown area. There was a long swath of grass to the south of the motel, with 4-5 very old trees in a rough circle. We were very hot, so we slipped out of the motel in our jammies and sat on the bench beside the trees to watch the moon rise. We had been to England's Avebury not long before and at the exact same moment we both felt like we were transported there again. Tree magic. In Richland's early days, before the city extended much farther than Benham, the coyotes used to dare the dark and come in closer to the houses. We were told that they were dangerous and that we should keep our pets inside, so that's what we believed. One night, I was too hot to sleep and the moon shone almost as brightly as day, in my bedroom window. I had been listening to the coyote chorus, sounding about 3 blocks away. I knew they were far out of sight but I got up and looked out the window, anyway. I froze in place and could barely breathe when I saw, in the middle of the crosswalk at Benham and Abert, a thin, silent coyote - also frozen in place. He had one foot raised, as though stepping beyond the crosswalk would plunge him, irretrievably, into terrible danger. Just then, the pack (a little closer) let out a loud, demanding howl and he spun and ran back across Benham, to safety. Truly magic. Richland magic! Kathleen O'Shea (aka Kay Lynch '60) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Gerry Lattin Wachter (61) Date: Thu Jun 24 20:15:00 1999 This is a great website. Please add me to your list. Thanks. -Gerry Lattin Wachter (61) ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Stewart Stephenson (62) Worked at Arctic Circle as a teenager and used to make up the "Special Sauce". We were sworn to secrecy back then, but I think it is safe now to give the ingredients? Arctic Circle Special Sauce Equal Parts of : Mayonnaise Buttermilk Ketsup Can you believe that buttermilk was in the recipe. Yuck, but I always ordered extra, just like everyone else. -Marilyn Stewart Stephenson (62) ******************************************************* >>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) After having been in Richland over the past weekend, I am able to confirm the false rumor concerning Starbucks and the Spudnut Shop. WHEW! Yeah, I did go in and ask. Several other observations I made while there. Denny's needs to clear out the cigarette smoke, the left turn signal on GWWay and Hains still isn't installed, and anyone who ever cooked a Thanksgiving Dinner in an "A" house kitchen...... my hat's off to you. The Astronomy Club brought their telescopes over to the Lynnwood Loop Park on Saturday evening and set up for a "Public Viewing". I saw the moon, Venus and Mars through pretty high powered machinery. They'll be back again next month. It's worth it. Also, the weather was really beautiful. .............It's still "home". -Cheryl Moran Fleming (66) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Gary Ell (67) Date: Wed Jun 23 13:25:11 1999 **** LETS GO TO THE DAVENPORT, AND RAISE SOME H***... PEACE -Gary Ell (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Schildknecht Mateo (67) To: Diane Hartley (72) Well, hello Stranger! It's been such a long time since I last saw you. (Were you at Mom's for Angel's baby shower?) I've been able to keep tabs on you through Lynn, though, and she holds you in the same high regard. She is also my next door neighbor. I can't believe any of us are old enough to be grandparents, but I'm willing to get ahold of Glenda and sit through one of her 'Grammy stories'. We'll definitely have to go out for a beer, though, and I'll be expecting you to join us. I was so glad to see your name appear here in the Sandstorm. Let's get together and see if we still have enough brain cells left to work up some memories! See you soon? To: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Once again, sorry I wasn't able to attend the Birthday Bash, but I was wondering if a date had been set for a future reunion. What do we have to look forward to, our 35th or 40th? I'd like to make up for my no-show, and was wondering if anything had been said about another get-together. I'd appreciate any information. Thanks. Maren...... Thanks for all your help in getting all those pictures to the correct sites. You were great! I think I still have a couple to send, but I'm trying to make sure the ink marks have been removed before I send them. I'll let you know! -Karen Schildknecht Mateo (67) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Vikki Kestell (70) Date: Wed Jun 23 16:58:28 1999 Fond memories -- or not! Growing up in Richland meant that many of the kids you graduated with you also went to grade school with. I went to Christ the King, where after one year of being separated from your CtK mates (Chief Jo or Carmichael) you hooked back up at Col-High for the duration. My first memory of a fellow Col-High grad. was my first day at Christ the King. Our third grade class had 55 students and only one poor nun (Sister Maria). She lifted Kevin Kohler right out of his chair by his ear that day (and several other days). My fourth grade teacher was Beth Nickola's mom. In seventh grade Cecile Plachta and I collided head-to-head full-throttle during a relay. I lost consciousness, but Cecile lost parts of her front teeth. (Still don't remember how I got to the nurses office that day!) Rhonda Duchemin had hair like a Barbie doll (way cool). I used to trade comic books with Clinton Berry. My sophomore year I asked Rick May to Tolo. Three days before (after I'd bought the dress, etc.) he decided to go skiing with his folks instead. Rick, I haven't forgiven you yet! I did ask Dick Rushworth, and we went steady for a year. Funny coincidence about Dick is that when we moved to Richland in April 1960, I finished out the year at Jefferson before transferring to Christ the King. Turns out Dick was in my second grade class at Jefferson. Hope to come up from New Mexico for our 30-year reunion next year and share more fun memories. And I may have a few evil looks for Rick! -Vikki Kestell (70) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Richland Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Nancy Arnold Purdy (74) Date: Thu Jun 24 19:47:13 1999 class of '74 25th reunion Hey everybody! Just thought I'd check in to see if anyone needs to know more info on our 25th re-union? If you haven't registered, DO IT NOW!!!!! It's July 9th and 10th at Fiesta bowl (Friday) and Shilo Inn (Saturday) This is a cool website, yeah? When I get a free second, I'll fill ya in on what's been goin on in my life (to anyone who's interested that is). Gary - put my name and e-mail on the LIST so I can make contact with some great Bombers and special "Memories". See you all at the Re-union!! -Nancy Arnold Purdy (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Cecily Riccobuono-McClanahan (77) It's been great reading the Sandstorm. I had forgotten that that was the name of the school newspaper until I found the web site. My brother, Clark Riccobuono, class of 71, had been telling me about it, and I finally found it. One of my fondest memories is of my F.E.A.S.T class with Mrs. LaBoarde. I think that was her name, anyway, we had to do mock restaurants for the faculty from time to time, and cater staff events. One day we served lunch for an awards banquet that was being held in the cafeteria, which was right off the class room. We had served lunch, and the speeches were taking place, and we were supposed to sit quietly in the classroom until it was over, then clean up. But, since we never did what we were told to, we somehow ended up getting into a food fight. Julie Ellis, (class of 76) went to throw a roll at Jim McDowell, who just happened to be walking by the entry to the banquet, ducked, and the roll went sailing right by the guy who was giving the speech, and went clear across the room. Mrs. LaBoarde, who never got mad, was furious, not to mention, totally embarrassed. It was one of those times I'll never forget. Does anyone know what ever happened to Jim McDowell? He was quite a character. I was also surprised when I read the memorial section of the Bomber web site, that Rick Slater had passed away, and was wondering what happened. There was also a few names that were missing. Patti Barton, class of 77, passed away in 97, and also from class of 77, Jim Meyers. If anyone knows how these names could get added, please do so, or let me know how. On a happier note, I've enjoyed reading the stories here. It brings me right back to a time and place that holds a lot of great memories. -Cecily Riccobuono-McClanahan (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Donna St.John Rodewald (79) My brothers, Dick St.John '65 and Ron St.John '67, are in Kennewick this week visiting our parents. They rarely get to the Tri-Cities and if any one would like to get in touch with them my parents are in the phone book. Wouldn't they be surprised! -Donna St.John Rodewald '79 ******************************************************* OBITUARY Jennifer L. Votendahl (86) ************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/26/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers and 1 Bomber daughter today: Anna May Wann (49), Dave Brusie (51), Sandra Atwater (51), Michael Lewis (60), Byrne Haskins (65) AND Paul Felts (69), Patricia de la Bretonne (65), Pam Ehinger (67), Mike Davis (74), Julie Ham (77) Dana Haines Kaiser (Bomber daughter) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Anna May Wann Thompson (49) To: Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49/50): I've been kinda surprised no one has mentioned Mr. Kelly before. I was wondering how much longer he lasted after we all left. He was so easily distracted during class, just get him talking about himself and he forgot all about History. As for Officer Dale Metz, I was trying to remember his name the other day. He gave me driving lessons. Actually I think he did pretty good. Those were the days before automatic shift. He used to go behind the old "Hanford House" and make me drive up and down that darn hill, stopping in the middle of the hill on the way up (guess he was preparing me for driving in Seattle) and getting the clutch and gas pedal to work without a jerk. I guess that was better than letting my dad teach me. Actually Officer Metz did a good job. I could even use his methods to teach my daughter and her friend how to parallel park. Study hall teacher was Mrs. Dighton. She signed my annual "Sh-h-h-" I can relate to someone earlier who said they can't remember any of the stuff the others remember. I feel that way most of the time too, but you did bring a few memories back with these names. Thanks -Anna May Wann Thompson (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie (51) RE: Country Boy Bombers: All you Country Fans, if you haven't already purchased your C.D. or tape of Mike Peterson (77) get with it. This young man is grrrr-eat!!. I say young man, if he graduated in 77 he certainly is that. Shine up those boots, and shake your booty. -Dave Brusie (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) TO: Dotty Sargent Rath '51 Gosh, it has been a long time since we have seen one another! So glad that you now can read the Sandstorm and hear all the good memories people have. Hope you will supply your memories also --- ---- that will be fun Dotty!!!!!! -Sandra Atwater Boyd '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Michael Lewis (60) I remember some magic I'd like to share with Kay and everybody. It was because of the nuclear activity that I think Bombers remember things so clearly and -- intrinsically maybe the only word. A psychologist friend would suggest "intimately" or "tenderly". It seems to me that life and human beings were very distinct because the nuclear gave us substantial depth of understanding of the, m, starstuff of which we construct ourselves. >From the Wheaties and fried chicken and Taco the Nation and Fission Chips and so on. Life in the desert is a big contrast in the dry climate. (How's that! Should have been on the Sandstorm then!) One of the things that gave us all that substantive depth was the X-ray machine at the shoe store, where we could wiggle our toes and see our toe bones wiggling. Some of the magic was springtime in the desert when the green would appear as such a thin layer of life and occasionally the delicate and tiny flowers would become a part of the landscape. That's pretty tender for me but I liked it a lot and eventually forgot the desert was thought of as empty by anybody. And my dog jumping up in the grass while hunting, way out in front -- too far to hit anything if he flushed it. Some dog. We had a cocker spaniel, one time my Dad was out with it and it touched an electric fence just as he fired at a bird and that dog was instant gun-shy, knew for sure it had been shot through, and never could hunt again. We lived out in West Richland, had a horse. My sister and I used to come through the Hamby Slough to get home and we had to crawl through an electric fence there (not the same fence). Eventually I was crawling through and hit the wire, bounced up and down between the top wire and the bottom wire several times; Peg was hysterical with laughter by the time I fell out. I used to ride the horse when my parents weren't home, never could ride when father was there, and always fell off. Poor soul was terribly disappointed thinking I could not ride at all. I never told him I loved it. He passed on last year, never knowing I could really ride a horse. -Michael Lewis (60) ******************************************************* >>From: Byrne Haskins (65) and Paul Felts (69) Re: Sandman Here is one story on the Sandman. He drove a black two door chevy with the spiffed up wheels. His name was Bob Roberts -- an ex professional baseball player with the Yakima Bears, Modesto Reds, Seattle Rainers and fast pitch softball player with Orv Marcum. Documented sightings, the "circle" north of Richland and the old gravel pit south of Richland, "GREAT PARKING PLACES". HOW YA LIKE IT!! -Felts 69 & Haskins 65 ******************************************************* >>From: Patricia de la Bretonne (65) Hi. Kay Lynch I really enjoyed your memories, Great images. I lived at the other end of town on McPherson where the town ended at Wilson, then there was the old bus lot. Also down the way a bit the air raid siren. Patricia de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) To Karen 67. There are plans for an All Bomber Class Reunion in 2000. There was a sign up sheet and there were a lot of Bombers on it so we'll see if it comes to be! Also the class of 67 is planning a 35th reunion! So I hope we see you there! Gary Ell 67 It's good seeing you get on line!! We, Rick Maddy, Gary Nelson, Nancy Middleton, and Joyce Soehnlein were talking about that night!! We were very Bad then!! No need to tell the youngsters how bad we were then! Hope to hear from you! Remember the frog or was it the worm in Biology? Bombers Rule -Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) Re: Rick Slater (76) Cecily Riccobuono-McClanahan (77) inquired about the death of Rick Slater yesterday. Rick unexpectedly died in May of 1985. He was riding his bike in the hills when he was struck by lightning. Rick had just finished medical school and was beginning his residency in New Mexico. He is greatly missed by many. Re: New member to Sandstorm Family I was glad to see my old friend, Tedi Parks Teverbaugh (76), join the many on the Sandstorm network. Tedi has been through a very trying year with the sudden loss of her husband, Blaine, but she and her two boys seem to be doing well in Texas. Welcome Tedi! You are loved by many! -Mike Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77) Re: Gary Ell's (67) entry. The "phrase/acronym" **** is forever imprinted in my parents driveway. Thank goodness they were clueless. I don't think they would have been too happy! I remember how we used to see that written or spray painted everywhere. -Julie Ham Froehlich (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Dana Haines Kaiser RE: Cecil "Cappy" Haines (63-deceased) My name is Dana and I was Cecil Haines's (Cappy) daughter. I am trying to find some people who knew my father and could possibly give me some insight on the kind of person he was. I didn't get to know him all that well and I want to know more about who he was. Please contact me. Thank you, -Dana Haines Kaiser *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/27/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff in: Norma Culverhouse (49), Dottie Sargent (51), Joan Eckert (51), Dave Hanthorn (63), Dan Henry (68), Joe Large (68), Paul Felts (69), Mike Franco (74), Carol Barnard (76), David Flaherty (76) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Norma Culverhouse King (49) Anna May, I remember Mr. Kelly. He would accept almost any excuse you gave him to leave class. Does anyone remember Mr. Fee? Poor guy. If I ever had any thoughts of being a high school teacher, I gave them up after seeing the way students made fun of him (not me of course) Dear Mrs. Dighten. Study hall was my favorite class. Lots of notes passed back and forth but not much studying going on. There were many dates set up in that class or word passed around of who liked who. But it was pretty quiet because Mrs. Dighton was instantly saying "Sh-h-h." I think my favorite teachers were Mrs. White the speech teacher and Mrs. Brown the English teacher. I remember once when somebody complained about Glenn Turner reading comic books in class and they couldn't she said "when you can get A's in this class without paying attention then you can read comic books in class too." I didn't know we had Drivers Ed in the old days. I learned to drive in Texas when I was 11 years old. Of course it was a stick shift. My parents let me take the car to school when I was 13 years old. When we came to Richland my aunts could not believe my parents let me drive the car (even take it to school) without a license. Instead of reading the paper, the first thing I do in the mornings is read the Sandstorm memories. -Norma Culverhouse King (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dottie Sargent Rath (51) To: Sandy Atwater Boyd ('51) A special "hi" to you and Dave Brusie! Sandy, it was great to see your message today! I can see that you have that friendly and upbeat personality you always had. What a wonderful way to get back in touch. Haven't been to a Club 40 for a while to see all my old pals. I hope life is treating you well. As for memories of our misspent youth -- how could I ever forget the times at Columbia High that our class and the class of '50 shared. I know you kids out of Jefferson were pretty cool. I will never forget the TRIP TO SEATTLE. Need I say more!? Quite an adventure taking the train over to watch our great basketball team. Did we do that? What a wild time we had there -- my future-brother-in-law's car impounded among other things. Anyway, I am going to have fun reading the Alumni Sandstorm every day. I live on the other side of the state now, and would like some of your hot weather. Take care. -Dottie Sargent Rath ('51) ******************************************************* >>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51) Welcome to Dotty Sargent Rath (51). Still in Auburn? Still playing some tennis? Anna Mae Wann remembering Driver Ed reminded me again the panic I used to feel when Instructor Juricich would take us behind the old Hanford House and deliberately stall the car on the hill. Remember, this was without automatic shifting. We did learn though! Another memory I have is of several of us headed out on the old road to Umatilla. Early morning and late nights there was little traffic. We would stop the car, turn up the radio and dance on the hardtop! Why there? Who knows! -Joan Eckert Sullens (51) ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Hanthorn (63) Most Memorable Teachers in Richland: (Since MY memory is terrible, I had to peek in the old annuals to remember some of the names, but this might inspire some memories for the rest of you). at Carmichael J.H.S.: Aubrey Clayton, science, health Leonard Anderson, mechanical drawing Sue Olney, health Woody Killand, woodshop Vera Edwards, 9th grade homeroom Nina Johnson, math Alton Klucas, science Howard Chitty, boy's P.E. at Columbia High School: James Briggs, Spanish Naomi Buescher, geometry Nadine Brown, English Art Dawald, U.S. government Calvin (Tiger) Gentle, trigonometry Ray Juricich, safe driving (sheeesh!) Elton Sawyer, physics Fran Rish, boy's P.E. Helen Skogen, algebra Byron Tillemans, mechanical drawing This, of course, is my personal list. You probably will remember others. But these were the teachers that managed (in spite of me) to teach me something useful or to have some kind of impact on my young life that makes them somebody worth remembering today. I am sure that any of you reading this that had any of these teachers can remember them and probably have stories to tell about them. Memorable hi-jinks from the Class of '63: Squirt-guns, spit-wads, "Duke of Earl" in study hall, rolling pennies in study hall, getting "sent to the office" from Miss Brown's English class and "Tiger" Gentle's trig class, confetti and cow bells at the basketball games, painted "bars" on the windows, the green and gold '63 on the tennis backstop, 11 kids in the Renault after a J.A. meeting, wearing ties on Fridays, rolling parked cars down the hill below the high school, throwing "brodys" on the ice in Jay Williamson's (63-deceased) dad's car, hiting 100 on the back streets of Kennewick in John Hopkin's (63) dad's car, (its amazing we ever lived to tell about it), and always I will remember chanting "On to State! On to State!" until we could hardly speak. -Dave Hanthorn (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Dan Henry (687) Hi Vikki Kestell (70)! I was surprised to see your name on the sandstorm. How's the family? We're still in Montana. God's country for sure. I was just up in Glacier Park today. It sure is pretty this time of year. Hope you and yours are well. -Dan Henry (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Joe Largé (68) To Cheryl Moran Fleming (66): Nataturium Park! I was a bus driver in Spokane from 1982 to 1990. Once in a while I would have the run that went to the trailer park on the east side of Spokane River where Nataturium park was located. I understand that during WWII, it was a really jumping place, with the sailors coming over from Sandpoint and the Army coming from the area where Albi stadium is now. The merry-go-round that sits in Riverfront park is the antique, fully restored merry-go-round that came from Nataturium Park. It's on the federal historic registry and, I believe, is either the largest or second largest merry-go-round west of the Mississippi. If anybody is not familiar with Spokane's Riverfront Park, Johnny Dep did his tremendous Buster Keaton impression there in the middle of the park in "Bennie and Joon". Some of the other sites they showed on the movie, by-the-way, were: the Milk Bottle restaurant on Garland and Maple (?), the "mental institution" at Fort Wright, near Spokane Falls Community College, a house right near the little park under the Maple Street Bridge, the graneries near 2nd and Havana and, of course, the used-car lot on Market street near Francis. Oh! Not to mention, one of Spokane's finest bus drivers at Spokane Transit Authority. It's interesting but, whenever it seems that we (my family and I) left a town, just before we left, they made a movie there. When we left Olympia in 1982 to go to Spokane, they made "Heart like a Wheel". When we left Spokane, they were shooting "Bennie and Joon" Tonopah, Nevada had shot a "Medic One" episode there. No doubt someone will shoot a movie called "It Happened in Tenino"... our current location - and whatever "IT" is, I don't know. Been good talking to you. CIAO for Now! To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51): Dear Sandra, all I remember is the metal hatch on the top of our roof right above the coal bin that they would open up and the coal would be dropped in from. Ours was a "ranch" house - maybe that was the difference. Dad would shovel the ashes from the bottom door on the coal stove. Occasionally those huge vacuum cleaner trucks would come around and vacuum out the stove. They'd run this huge black hose into the furnace and proceed to vacuum it all out. Made a horrendous noise! Anybody else remember the vacuum cleaner trucks - or as with everything else, is my memory failing me... again! It says something, you know, about a person when they claim that their patron saint is the Scarecrow off the Wizard of Oz! LOLOL! Talk to you later! -Joe Largé (68) ******************************************************* >>From: Paul Felts (69) Couple of memories: I read Boo Boo's (Mike Davis (74) story on war ball and it brought back similar memories. Rish used to love to see the sophomoresget slaughtered by the junior/seniors. We paid them back one day when for some reason two sophomore PE classes combined together and played war ball against the "oldies." We outnumbered them about 2 to 1 and just had a field day against them. Some of us had to pay the price later but it seemed worth it. I just watched my first little league games this year over at the Columbia field (which is now named something different) next to the old Spalding school (that no longer exists). It was fun to see a lot of old Bomber's sons playing -- Cartmell, Guzek, Feaster, Sinclair, Jacobs, Rose. The question came up, "how many home runs did Dean Thompson (72) hit in little league?" Boo Boo should know this one. -Paul Felts (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Franco (70) To Gary Ell (67).... ****!?!?!? brings tears to my eyes! boy does that bring back memories... and it was great to hear from Felts and Haskins... but what are you guys doing commenting on "great parking places" in North Richland??? The only time Felts ever got that deep into the desert is with a snap hook! Boo Boo... sorry to read about Blaine and Rick.... I didn't know Blaine was gone... and I didn't know Rick but understand he was a great guy... sad to miss them both. I am interested in this "all Bomber " 2000 reunion.... if this is actually held does this mean that the class of 70 (the few, the proud, the demented) gets to avoid the expense, work and grief of holding our own 30th? This sounds great! The class of 70 was renowned for avoiding such strenuous activity..... like Rick May blowing off Vikki Kestell and Tolo so he could go skiing. What is the big deal with that? Guys didn't go on dates when they could play hoops, drink beer with slob pals or go skiing! That was what a Bomber guy was..... those were our values..... most of us delayed growing up as long as we could (you out there Hogan?!?!). If anyone out there needs more info to understand this just contact any class of 69 or 70 guy... -Mike Franco 70 ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Barnard (76) RE: Chili & Cinnamon Roll Recipe from Chief Jo... Shortly before my dad (Mr. Barnard... the math teacher) retired from Chief Jo (1980) I sent him a note at school asking if he could get the school's chili and cinnamon roll recipes for me. I later received from one of the cooks each recipe neatly written on a 3x5 card. (Now, in my adult life, when you are talking with people who aren't from around here, they think you are CRAZY to eat cinnamon rolls with chili!!! They just don't know...) Anyway, here is the Chili Recipe: Pick out bad beans from 10 pounds of pinto beans - soak a few hours in warm water. (Cooks note: I soak them all nite in cold water.) Drain, cover well with warm water, add 1/3 cup chili powder, 1/2 cup dry onion flakes. Let boil until beans are tender. In meantime, cook 5 pounds ground beef - seasoned with salt, pepper, and chili powder. When beans are tender and still well covered with water, add one gallon tomato paste, 1/2 cup salt, pepper (good shake), red pepper (small shake), cooked meat, and 1 cup sugar. Simmer 1 hour. I cut the size of the recipe down. It makes great, not spicy, chili. Those who like the spicy stuff can add their own ingredients. I make the cut down recipe just as noted above but use the following amounts of ingredients: 1 pound pinto beans (soaked all nite), 2 teaspoons chili powder, 2-1/2 teaspoons dry onion flakes, 2-3 pounds ground beef - seasoned, 1-3/4 cup tomato paste (or 2 small cans), 2 teaspoons salt, good shake of pepper, small shake of red pepper, and 1-1/2 tablespoons sugar. Try it... you might like it. Cinnamon Roll recipe: 60 pounds of Flour, 7 pounds 8 ounces of granulated sugar, 1 pound 14 ounces of dry milk, 12 ounces salt, 7 pounds 8 ounces of shortening, 14 whole eggs, 1 pound 11 ounces of yeast, and 4 gallons of water (divided). Dissolve yeast in one gallon lukewarm water. Put remaining 3 gallons of hot tap water into mixer bowl, add shortening, s alt, and sugar and mix until shortening is dissolved. Add 20 pounds of flour and mix until sponge forms. Add yeast and eggs, unbeaten. Blend thoroughly. Add remaining flour and let dough mix AT LEAST 10 minutes; preferably 20 minutes. Form into mounds and let rise. Roll dough into approx. 1/4 inch thick rectangles. Spread with softened butter. Sprinkle with sugar (brown or white) and cinnamon. Roll up tightly beginning at wide side. Cut into 1 inch slices. Grease baking sheet or muffin cups. Bake at 425 degrees about 15 minutes. (There wasn't any mention of icing.) I cut the recipe down but since I've never tried it, you are on your own. I cheat and buy the frozen bread dough from the store and make wonderful cinnamon rolls that way. Do you remember figuring out where you needed to be in the hot lunch line so you could get the biggest cinnamon roll! Those were the days... -Carol Barnard (76) ******************************************************* >>From: David Flaherty (76) RE: Mr. Baer Having watched Michael Peterson's (77) rise to success closely, it was fun to see him win his first of what I believe will be many awards. I do wish, however, that Mr. Baer was still alive and teaching so that he could enjoy the moment as well. Almost all of my good memories from high school had Mr. Baer's hand upon them. He had us singing all over the Northwest and gave us an outlet for our music. I remember him bringing in recordings of other students and playing them for us. He would get that gleam in his eyes that seemed to say.."see, work with me and I'll get you there." I'm not too sure most of us would have agreed, but, maybe it was true. Anyway, if he was still around I'm sure he would be playing Michael's music for his class room with his chest out just a bit more, that gleam in his eyes shinning as he sucked in his breath over his teeth making that peculiar snapping sound that he always made when he was mad or especially proud. Gold records to you, Mr. Baer -David Flaherty (76) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/28/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 Bombers and 1 announcement today Kay Lynch (60), Marilyn Baird (60), Georgia Rushworth (66), Tedi Parks (76): ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Kathleen "Kay" Lynch O'Shea (60) To: Michael Lewis ('60) Michael, when you mentioned the X-ray machine at the shoe store, (6/26 Sandstorm) I cringed all over! Far from being an instrument of insight, I remember it as a classic example of the ignorance of the times - all of us sticking our young feet in there to get our regular dose of radiation. I remember the day my dear little brother did it for the first time. He had no pigment in his skin so the effect was more extreme, but basically, the machine fried his little round feet - blisters and pain like the worst sunburn you can imagine! With the occasional helping of radiation and the DDT, it's hard to believe we *don't* all glow in the dark! To: Patricia de la Bretonne ('65) Thank you for the compliment. I've really enjoyed your entries, too. You reminded me that your sis, Irene, was the source of one of those "magic" moments. She won't mind if we embarrass her, will she? I don't remember what Event was taking place, but I was walking outside the school in the midst of a large crowd of students. In front of me were Irene and two friends; they were striding along, laughing and talking, looking confident and happy and so healthy they could have been a TV commercial for Wheaties. I was carrying a SANDSTORM camera, but I knew I didn't have the skill to capture that image (Total frustration!) Obviously, someone else was supposed to join them, because they kept looking over their shoulders every few minutes. Irene looked back, just as we turned a corner and the light changed. Instantly, her skin, eyes and every single strand of hair glowed with red-gold light and her friends were bathed in gold, at her side. AAAaarrrgghhh! I would have killed to have captured that image of glorious youth. Photographers - tell me you understand. Kathleen O'Shea (Kay Lynch '60) ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Baird (60) Still looking for Bomber Alumni around the San Francisco/Sacramento Calif area for a get together. -Marilyn Baird (60) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book: >>From: Georgia Rushworth (66) Date: Sun Jun 27 16:46:21 1999 Old friends Hey everyone.. Larry Dean (65) turned me onto this great site! Does anyone have an e-mail address for Bill Didway (66)? This is way too much fun! -Georgia Rushworth (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Tedi Parks Teverbaugh (76) TO: Mike Davis (74), thank you very much for your kind words on Sandstorm dated 6/26. Since Mike mentioned Blaine, I'm compelled to write a few words in his memory. Blaine may have been the only Bomber from the class of 74 who participated in three sports: Football, Basketball, and Baseball. I could be wrong on that. Anyway, as the quarterback in the fall of '73, I recall he got sacked quite a few times. It didn't take much as he only weighed 155 pounds! I don't think we had a very good offensive line that year. Where was Taterhead when you needed him? And of course, in basketball... what was it like being the coach's kid? I didn't realize it then, but the pressure to be a Bomber basketball coach in those days was probably pretty high, and for Blaine to be playing for his dad as well had to have been tough. Blaine handled it with a lot of class. When Frank put Blaine in the game, I remember the Bleacher Bums would chant that horrible nickname they had for him in those days (had something to do with his curly hair -- the Bums were naughty boys!) And speaking of the Bleacher Bums: I remember one of their cheers: "Mohammed Ali, what a punch... He ate Frazier up for lunch... Richland Bombers... First Place Winner... We'll chew you up for our Dinner!" I think that speaks well for my memory bank, don't you? Back to Blaine: he was our Bomber second baseman that year and batted third in the lineup I believe. He was a definite contributor; always good for a base hit, and did a fine job helping Davis maintain that ERA! Blaine was my hero and we miss him (42 is too young to go!) but with friends like Mike Davis, Mark Ibatuan, Brad Upton, Greg Sevigny, Steve Weinberg, etc., my boys and I have some really great memories. -Tedi Parks Teverbaugh, 76 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/29/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff in: Jo Cawdrey (49/50), Art Hughes (56), Grover Shegrud (56), Doris Brinkerhoff (57), Barbara Seslar (60), Patricia de la Bretonne (65), Pam Hunt (66), Rick Maddy (67), Phil Jones (69), Cecily Riccobouno (70), Marion Agar (72), Mike Davis (74), Karen Davis (76), Tami Lyons (76) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jo Cawdrey Ann Leveque (49 and 50) Anna May, thanks for the correct spelling - I really did know it was Mrs. Dighton, I just spaced it for a minute...:-) But thank you for refreshing my memory in such a kind manner. Norma Lee Culverhouse ('49), don't you remember Mrs. Brown, the Office Machines teacher?? I remember that you and Arty Hammond and I sat at the same table and laughed most of the time. Somehow or other, Arty could not get his big hands to work on those little Burroughs adders. Mrs. Brown was not too kind about our fun and laughter, however. -Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49 & 50) ******************************************************* >>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) We decided to go try the new mods on the Motor Home this week end. Ended up in Richland for the first time in about 10 years. First stop: Spud Nut shop for a Spudnut. Bought a Spudnut Shop Hat. A walk around the Uptown Mall. Found Dawson Richards having their closeout sale. Bought a Bombers Sweatshirt (They were out of T-shirts). Had a nice talk with Coach Rish's Daughter about some mutual acquaintances. Went to the Park in Downtown. Looked like they were getting ready for a street fair. Ended up pulling into the new Columbia Point Marina Park where we set up for the night. Nice walk along the river before bed time. Woke up Saturday morning surrounded by hundreds of pickups and boat trailers. After a round of golf at the new Columbia Point Course (great improvement over Sham-Na-Pum) we headed home. I really enjoyed the brief stint away form the rain of Puget Sound to the wind of the Tri-Cities. Hope to go back soon. -Arthur (Tom) Hughes, Class of '56 ******************************************************* >>From: Grover Shegrud (56) to Joe Large (68) Your name sounded familiar but distant till you mentioned Bill Large a while back, then the light lit! We used to get together with your family for music and holidays Your dad and mine on strings and my Mom on piano; every body else (but me ) singing. I know my Dad, Allen Shegrud, could play anything with strings even the piano (grand with top open so he could get at the strings) but couldn't read music). My question is am I remembering it right? Seems all three of them would play at square dances at Lewis and Clark school also. I remember going to these dances where the kids would have a dance before the grownups started but can't remember who else would attend. Now furnace cleaning trucks: I worked for Holland Furnace Co. summer of 1956 probably the only job I ever left under threat of fireing (most unethical operation I was ever involved in ) We would vacuum out your furnace and vents then go out in the desert and blow the bags out in the air ** where was the epa then **. -Grover Shegrud (56) ******************************************************* >>From: Doris Brinkerhoff DeFord (57) RE: Farewell for 2 years I have really enjoyed this Bomber site. All the memories have been great. I wanted to let all my friends know that I will be off the air for a while. Dennis and I are going on a mission for our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. We will be leaving this week for Lithuania and will be there for two years. We are really excited about this new adventure. We will be helping to run the mission office as well as doing some PR, humanitarian and welfare work and teaching English. So we will be busy! We will also be working in Latvia, Estonia and Belarus and will periodically get to visit Stockholm, Sweden. Unfortunately we will not have email, at least at first, so I have to unsubscribe for a while. I will certainly miss the news and memories. Hang in there, everyone. -Doris Brinkerhoff DeFord 57 ******************************************************* >>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) RE: David Flaherty's comments in 6/27/99 Sandstorm David: I read your kind words about Michael Peterson (77). You don't know me but I recall that you have a very good voice, too. In fact, I can even remember the song you sang in church many years ago, "I Just Came to Talk to You, Lord." I thought it was beautiful. I remember your mother could sing, too. It was a pleasant surprise to see your name among the Bomber Alumni. -Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (1960) ******************************************************* >>From: Patricia de la Bretonne (65) To Kay Lynch,Thank you for that wonderful image of my beautiful sister--I can just picture it! Patricia de la Bretonne '65 ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Hunt Cadd (66) To Dave Hanthorn (63) - I had some of the same teachers you listed. Naomi Buescher (geometry) I remember fondly as a round, grandmotherly white-haired lady who made geometry come alive. Algebra had been a mystery to me, but I discovered that I really could understand the way she explained geometry. In fact, I had such a good experience there, I took geometry in college (Whitworth) and had another excellent math teacher. Belated thanks to you, Mrs. B., wherever you are! -Pam Hunt Cadd (66) ******************************************************* >>From: Rick Maddy (67) RE: Carol Barnard (76) -- Chili and Cinnamon Rolls recipe: Finally, some action! Possibly the best source to date. Thanks. Has anybody got the Fry Bread recipe from the Yakama's yet? -Rick Maddy (67) ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Jones (69) To Felts (69) and Haskins (65) Bob Roberts was the Sandman!! No. Tell me more. -Phil Jones (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Cecily Riccobuono-McClanahan (77) I cracked up reading Carol Barnard's, (76) line about people thinking your weird eating chili, and cinnamon rolls together. Only us who had the privilege of eating it would think that it wasn't. I remember how on chili day, the lunch ticket line would be really long, and the cafeteria would smell sooooooo good. It was the only day that my Mom would let us have "hot" lunch, as it was called. I also loved their Turkey gravy over mashed potatoes that they served around all the holidays. Looking back, I see how lucky we were that we had a cafeteria where the food was prepared on the spot. The school that my children attend has awful food. It's cooked at the central kitchen, then kept in warming ovens, and delivered in. I can't in good conscious make my kids eat it, when I wouldn't eat it myself. Now the older ones don't have it to bad. They have Taco Bell, and Arby's right in the cafeteria. Can you imagine how different school would have been if there was Zip's in the cafeteria? Anyway, Carol I'm glad you got the recipes. Now if anyone could down size it, that would be great! -Cecily Riccobuono-McClanahan (77) ******************************************************* >>From: Marion Agar Kreiter (72) Does anyone else remember driving to Walla Walla to go ice skating? Do you Vicki Owens (72)? We used to stop for tacos, the best anywhere, but I can't remember where. We had to go to Walla Walla because that was the closest ice skating rink. The last time I went over Snoqualmie Pass I had very clear memories of traveling on the bus to Seattle to see Richard Chamberlain in Richard III with our Shakespeare Class. I remember eating an entire bag of Cheetos with Jamie Yonce, and then following that with lots of chocolate. I don't remember much of the play, but after falling asleep in the movie theater watching Kenneth Branagh, I'm sure I didn't enjoy it, the trip was fun though. Gary Cleaves (sp?) was a great teacher. Does anyone know where he is now? -Marion Agar Kreiter (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis (74) Re: Paul Felts (69) Entry 6/27/99 Felts: My guess is 15 HR's for Dean Thompson as a 12 yr-old. Much more prolific than that is the following two achievements: 1. Dick Cartmell, 14 yr-old PONY Leaguer got one hit for the entire season. 2. Jim Bixler, varsity hoops at Chief Jo, did not score a hoop all season. Although Dean's accomplishment is incredible, Dick and Jim's achievements may never be matched!!!! -M. Davis (74) ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Davis Scheffer (76) Tedi --- just a note to say hello --- you can't know how often I've thought and prayed for you. I hope Mike has mentioned my addition and how come I never seem to have the time to get on this link except to read it quickly. I love ya ole bat girl sis. To Paul Felts -- hello big guy -- glad to see you're still around. Is their any life to you except golf these days?? Haha Nice to see some of "my" old favorites on this link. -Karen Davis Scheffer (76) ******************************************************* >>From: Tami Lyons Zirians (76) When I read what Dave Flaherty (76) wrote about Mr. Baer it brought back so many memories for me. Mr. Baer took so much pride in the accomplishments of his students, musical or otherwise. I recall, after I moved away from Richland and was working in Seattle, Mr. Baer started driving the Bassett Transit buses from Richland to Seattle and back. A few times during his layovers, he would park his bus at my office and we would visit during my lunch hour. He would always be filled with stories of all of his students of years past. He knew where each one was and what they were doing. I think that is what made him such a great teacher. He wasn't just interested in teaching music. His students were important to him, like his extended family. I feel lucky to have been a part of that. -Tami Lyons Zirians (76) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************** *************************************** ******************************************** ******************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 6/30/99 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff in: Dick Roberts (49), Dottie Sargent (51), Sandra Atwater (51), Dave Hanthorn (63), June Smith (63), Richard Davies (63), Pam Ehinger (67), Paul Felts (69), Verlie Cristman (69), Janell Johns (71), Vicki Owens (72), Willard Ule (73), Sean Lewis (77), Dawna Archibald (82), Faith McDevitt (82) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick Roberts (49) How could anyone forget Mr. Kelly. He was a great and the most patient teacher to put up with us "bad" kids. I recall one day in class, we had a predetermined time when we all pushed our books onto the floor, of course, creating a loud noise. He just kept on lecturing. There was a kid in the class, I can't recall his name, who insisted that Russia was pronounced Rooshia, with a long O. It drove some of us crazy. He was probably right. What the heck did we know? TO Art "Tom" Hughes (56) Hi, Tom, Read your message on the Sandstorm. My name is Richard "Dick" Roberts, Class of '49. My wife, Carol Tyner Roberts '52 and I will RV to Richland this fall to attend my 50th reunion. Please tell me more about the Columbia Point Marina Park. Full hookups? 30 amp electrical? I couldn't find it in our Trailer Life. If you know more, i.e., phone, directions, etc., any info would be appreciated. We attended my 45th and stayed in a crummy place at the "Y", so anything new in the area would be delightful. A Bomber best to you and yours. -Dick Roberts (49) ******************************************************* >>From: Dottie Sargent Rath (51) To Pam Hunt Cadd '66 I want to emphatically agree with you about Naomi Buescher being one of Columbia High's all time great teachers! I knew her on a professional as well as a personal level, as I was (and still am) a good friend of her daughter, Margaret. Although I was probably one of the worst students in her geometry class -- following a sister who was very good -- I managed to squeak through. In later years, I saw her every now and then when visiting with Margaret and always enjoyed her so much. Sadly, Mrs. Buescher is gone now, but certainly not forgotten by all those lives she touched. -Dottie Sargent Rath '51 ******************************************************* >>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51) TO Dottie Sargent Rath '51 How could I ever forget that trip to Seattle? Wonder who else might remember? How about 2nd Ave.? You know, I don't remember who drove over or if it was by bus --- so long ago! What I do remember, is that we sure had fun in high school!!!! -Sandra Atwater Boyd 51' ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Hanthorn (63) What? Spalding school no longer exists? My life is disappearing one piece at a time. What is there (where Spalding was) now? Where do the kids in that neighborhood go to school now? What else is gone? We should have had the whole town brass-plated before we left for college, like people brass-plate baby shoes to preserve them. With Artic Circle, Zips, Tastee Freeze, and A&W all gone, where does someone get a decent burger in Richland any more? For that matter, where does one go to get a decent burger anywhere anymore? Its too far to drive to Vancouver B.C. for an A&W Teen Burger with bacon and cheese and a frosty mug of root beer, but if you happen to be there on vacation, its well worth dropping by for the nostalgia. To Pam Hunt Cadd (66) Your recollection of Ms. Buesher (round, grand motherly, white-haired lady) sounds just about right to me. But since you said that algebra was a mystery to you, you must not have had Ms. Skogen for algebra. Ms. Skogen even managed to teach my sis some algebra, and if she could do that, she could teach anybody... -Dave Hanthorn (63) ******************************************************* >>From: June Smith Colletti (63) Someone mentioned about drivers license.... I remember having to go down to the highway patrol to take the driving test and all teenagers got this one "cop"... older fella (must have been at least 45) (gray crewcut with blue eyes)... but those blue eyes didn't fool me... he was out to get the teenagers! Been driving since I was 15 and I have NEVER had an accident.... hum...... does two and two equal four?!!!! In 1963 (I believe it was) Richland went to state (rah.. rah). Since my Pop was a sport nut... I asked if I could go to Seattle (as the other seniors). We were able to get out of school..... fun city!!! Pop said, "Sure..... I believe in supporting your school and team. You should go (oh goodie)..... I'm leaving it up to you, daughter if to go or not (of course I wanna go). If you go knowing that you are going to support the team, is very sporting. But, to go just to get out of school and think of partying and not support the team, is the wrong thing. But, I'm leaving it up to you". DANG! I never did understand football (could never follow the ball). Needless to say, I didn't go to Seattle. Why did he have ME make up MY own mind?! Thanks Pop! -June Smith Colletti (63) ******************************************************* >From the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book >>From: Richard Davies (63) Date: Mon Jun 28 21:53:54 1999 Just returned from a quick trip to Richland and made it to the Cool Summer Nights Car Show. Got to talk with Terry Klute (63) at the show. Looking forward to getting in touch with several names I've seen have e-mail address. Great Web Site... -Richard Davies (63) ******************************************************* >>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67) Re: Fry Bread Rick, my grandma made it for us all the time when she made bread! You can use the Bomber Cinnamon Roll dough to make them. First pinch off a medium sized ball of dough, then flatten like a pancake. After you've flattened it, drop into a pan of hot grease. It doesn't take long, flip it so both sides get cooked, like a taco shell. Then you can make Indian Taco, put refried beans, taco meat, onions, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese. Or just dry the fry bread off on a napkin or paper towel, and butter it with a little salt. You can make the pancake very thin, and after cooking it add butter and cinnamon and you'll have an Elephant Ear! This is Collvil Indian, but I'm sure the Yakamas do it the same! If done right there are NOOOOO calories in it!! LOL!! Have fun and if you want they go very good with Bomber Chili! Bombers Rule Pam Ehinger Nassen 67 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [One can also pinch off a SMALL chunk of dough --or SEVERAL small chunks -- and throw the flattened dough into hot grease, turn... drain on paper towels... spread butter, or powdered sugar, or jam, or.... or.... or..... -Maren] ******************************************************* >>From: Paul Felts (69) I saw a comment or two on the "bleacher bums" and thought I would throw in my two cents worth. One of the all time classic bleacher bums had to be Gary O'Rourke (66) back in the old BFD (Beat Fierce Davis -- Lenny Allen/Ted Wierman) days. Someone surely has some stories on this. I hear that Bixler (actually both of them) was not bad either. -Felts (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Verlie Cristman Labrum (69) I know a Richard Adams (class of 61-Kennewick) who is wondering what ever happened to a Richland class of '61 alumni named Pam Kennedy... can anyone help him? He would appreciate any contact from/about her. Thanks! -Verlie Cristman Labrum (69) ******************************************************* >>From: Janell Johns Turrentine (71) This past weekend while in Richland, my sister (Janice Johns McGee '61) and I began talking about memories of our childhoods. Certainly we talked about hooky bobbing, chasing the DDT truck, Saturday morning matinees at the uptown theater, etc. but she threw me a new one. She recalls going behind the trucks that were paving the streets and picking up chunks of tar and chewing it like it was gum! Yuk! Was this a common practice of the youth of the late 40's/early 50's? If so, have you all had some major health issues? -Janell Johns Turrentine (71) ******************************************************* >>From: Vicki Owens (72) To: Marion Agar Kreiter (72) I never went ice skating in Walla Walla. In fact, I've never been ice skating in my life! It seems I had enough problems keeping upright on two feet. I remember a bout or two on crutches in high school, probably for tripping over cracks in the sidewalk. I do remember driving to Walla Walla with my brother's Cub Scout troup, probably around 1960. There we boarded an AIRPLANE! and flew back to the Tri-Cities. I'm sure we couldn't have been more than 20 minutes in the air, but it was one of life's greatest thrills for a little kid. -Vicki Owens (72) ******************************************************* >>From: Willard Ule (73) After over 25 years from bomber land, I was honored by having one of my High School Teachers visit my home last saturday. Not only did Mr. Black make time for me, But He rode the Grey Hound several hundred miles out of his way to visit with me. I suffer from an illness which limited our visit to about a hour but let me share that I felt pretty good for that hour. Let us remember to thank our past teachers for all that they have done. as I found out this weekend teachers really do care. I'm impressed every time I find the kindness of teachers. -Willard Ule (73) ************************************************** >>From: Sean Lewis (77) To Cecily Riccobuono-McLanahan (77): I don't know if you remember me, also from your class, but I just have to say that with your maiden and married names together, (husband would be Lance McLanahan, I assume?) you may well have more syllables in your name than any other Bomber alum. Sheeeesh. How long does it take you to write out a check???? -Sean Lewis, Class of '77 ******************************************************* >>From: Dawna Archibald Gibson (82) The first thing each morning I wake up and read what's up in the Sandstorm. I think it's great. I call my Dad ("Arch") up and ask him if he recognizes any of the names. He laughed about the x-ray machine entries. My brother (Jaime) got a kick out of the war ball stories and remembers Mike Davis (74). The Davis household always had a b-ball game going on, on the court in the backyard. I've got to get home for a visit, I'm having spudnut withdrawls. I'll never forget when I was younger and I worked there with Wiggy. Sometimes I would have extremely bad hang overs and have to show up for work at the Spudnut Shop. Wiggy used to ask me: "How many fingers am I holding up? Do you know where you are?" -- things of that nature. I miss the old days except for the hang over parts. I wish that I saw more entries from the classes of '81 and '82. It would be nice hearing from some of those classmates. I'm still in touch with Kelly Baker (almost daily) and she keeps me up to date on the happening in Richland. If anyone out there wants my Dad's or my brother's e-mail address, I'd be happy to supply it. I'm sure that they would love to hear from any of you. My kids are paging me gotta go. Thanks for the memories. -Dawna Archibald Gibson (82) ******************************************************* >>From: Faith McDevitt Liikala (820 Speaking of that wonderful cafeteria food ---- does anyone remember "Straw Hats?" It was just like tacos only the meat was plopped on top of some fritos! Tried this once at home and the salt content was so overwhelming it sucked the moisture out of my mouth. Somehow I don't remember it that way in school. -Faith McDevitt Liikala (82) ******************************************** ******************************************** That's it for this month. Please send more. ******************************************** ******************************************** May, 1999 ~ July, 1999