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16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 *********************************************** *********************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/01/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers sent stuff: John Bruntlett ('54), Norma Myrick ('54) George Swan ('59), Lora Homme ('60) Mike Quane ('63), Tami Bond ('63) Carol Converse ('64), Gary Behymer ('64) David Rivers ('65), Cristy Cone ('74) Rae Lynne Abraham ('78) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Richard Anderson ('60) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Bruntlett ('54) Re: Class of '54 50th Reunion List Sixty-four members of the Class of 1954 are already planning on attending our 50th Reunion. A listing of those currently registered is available in two forms: (1) From the Club 40 web page click on "List of 2004 Reunion Attendees" for a complete list by class year. (2) From the Class of 1954 web page click on "Who is registered for the 50th?" for a listing of only the '54 class members and their spouses or guests. **** At the top of both lists are the special guests Gordon and Ruby Pappas. **** Either web page can be accessed from the All Bomber Alumni Links website:" provided at the bottom of each issue of the Alumni Sandstorm. [] A registration form is available for downloading from for those who need one. Put September 10th, 11th and 12th on your calendar for the Big 50, if you are not on the list. -John Bruntlett ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Norma Myrick Nunamaker ('54) Re: My Brother's Birthday Hi brother Ralph, Sorry I did not get your Happy Birthday in yesterday, but I was in Prosser most of day for the funeral of SSgt. Marvin Best and I knew you were in Portland. Forgive me and "Have a Happy Birthday" all year not just yesterday. I love you. Sis, -Norma Myrick Nunamaker ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: I must be old 'cause my trusty ol' gun (clam that is) is either rusted or corroded (Wasn't that the title of a Saturday Matinee when we were kids)? To: Jim Hoff ('57) and the rest of the antique digger uppers (no digger downers allowed for a while) and antiquated clam diggers. No argument here and no offense taken. I am definitely exhibiting my age but I'm an antique and you & Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) are artifacts as defined by Lora Homme Page ('60). Now, I like her. She is especially kind to the incredibly, rapidly, aging Pappy "of ancient times, ancient, old, definitely out of date, and, "Oh Man, ANTIQUATED!" Thanks a lot, Patti Jones Ahrens ('60). You sure put me back in my aged place. Jim, it has been some time since I have been "any kind of" clam digging but my sis, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) was saying a while back that we should go do ocean and Puget Sound stuff again. I remember getting especially big ol' razors at the Iron Springs area north of Copalis Beach. Ummmm, pan fried Razor Clams and make chowder out of the necks! Oh, I did cheat (I'm antiquated -- so I'm allowed to once in awhile) and buy some Razor Clams at the Kennewick Fred Meyer a few months back. Not as good as gettin' my own but it at least gave me a fix for a while. Thanks to all of you for stirring memories. I'm gonna go look in the mirror -- I feel young (er) again. Hey, Dad, what are you doin' in there? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ One more day of radio-tagging little salmon and then... four days off to: lay in the little puddle in the driveway, barbecue imaginary Razor Clams (BY THE WAY -- NO CLAM DIGGING OR FISHING IN MY PUDDLE!), contemplate being antiquated, and peek in the mirror again... and again... and -- Who is that guy? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: Betty Hiser Gully ('49), Patti Jones Ahrens ('60), and Pappy Swan ('59) I thought that stuff had to be 100 years old to be a real antique too, Betty, but, according to Patti Jones (Hi Pat Pat!), who did considerable research, it must be 123. However, her diligent research inspired me to at least look up "antique" in my American Heritage College Dictionary, which, incidentally, was published in 1997, thirty years after Patti's. (Wouldn't her dictionary be considered an antique in dictionary land?) It defines "antique" thusly: Belonging to, made in, or typical of an earlier period. See Syns. at old. Well, that certainly describes me. After looking up antique, I remembered Pappy's question whether he was a relic, so looked that up. "Something that has survived the passage of time, esp. an object or a custom whose original culture has disappeared." Oh yeah, that's me too. Is this getting depressing for anyone else? (Or maybe just boring.) -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Quane ('63) Re: New '63 Military page What a good idea to list all '63 vets. I'm not sure what information you need so I will be very basic. Drafted US Army WIA - Duc Pho, Viet Nam 1968 I did come across another RHS Bomber in the middle of a convoy ambush, on hwy 1 in South Viet Nam. We didn't have time to exchange names. He was a Marine leaving DaNang with "Richland Bomber" written on the side of his helmet. We were trying to exchange information about Richland when everyone else was ducking from all the incoming fire. I'm sure everyone else thought we were crazy. We parted ways with barely a "Hi" -- he was going south and I was going north -- before we thought to exchange names. Most in my unit became familiar with Richland in that I subscribed to the Tri-City Herald and everyone followed the local high school sports. Thanks again, for recognizing all of these old veteran classmates. -Mike Quane ('63) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [So, mystery Marine, if you're reading this, how about letting us know who Mike ran into that day? -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tami Bond Trudell ('63) To: Paulette Lawson ('63WB) and Jim Hamilton ('63) Since both of you recently mentioned Cecile Phillips and the Confirmation class conducted at CPU, I thought you might be interested in this photo that was taken of the group in April 1957. I am sure a lot of other Bombers will recognize themselves and/or their friends. It was fun trying to remember all the faces. -Tami Bond Trudell ('63) ~ Zachary, LA - where we are tired of all the rain and looking forward to those sunny days again. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64) Re: 1964 Class Reunion To all of those on the committee I would like to say a big THANK YOU!!!! You did an excellent job with everything. I loved the name tags!!!! Will we use them once again next reunion? I'm keeping mine just in case. It was sooo good to see all of you that attended the reunion. The slide presentation was awesome - Thanks Ray. -Carol Converse Maurer ('64) ~ Eureka, CA - where we came home to the fog. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) ...(60) is not his age ...and sometimes he might edit this page ...seen in the background of the 1964 (40th) reunion ...Richard Anderson fixes computer confusion Happy Birthday! Re: 40 year Reunion There is just no way to fully thank ALL of the great members of the Class of 1964 who put together our 40th reunion this past weekend... I'll leave that up to others! I fully expected the Iditarod, to give you (Maren) a husky (dog). What was it you received? -Gary Behymer ('64) ~ Colfax, WA - the 3rd stoplight heading South on Main Street. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Gary -- Maggie Gilstrap O'Hara ('74) tore herself away from her 30-year reunion (where Brad Upton was doing his comedy routine) to come to our '64 reunion to present me with stuff from the Iditarod Trail Committee, Inc.: A limited edition autographed copy of Jon Van Zyle's "Iditarod Memories - 25 Years of Poster Art from the Last Great Race", a limited edition of the poster titled "Soup's On", and a letter from the Committee. I'm still saying "WOW!" Maggie also gave me a T-shirt from the business she and her husband, Bill have: Bill's Cat House - Big Lake, Alaska. I knew what Bill's Cat House is about, but do you think I could get that out of my mouth at the time??? The "Cats" are Arctic Cat SNOW MACHINES... I'll be scanning soon. -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Maybe Next Year From what Mills ('64), aka Jo Jo Poo Baby, aka Jo Miles had to say about the '64 reunion it sounds like that class really did a bang up job. Course now that Mills looks like Robert Redford he's bound to have a good time... I hear Ray's presentation was superb... would have loved to have watched it with my nose pressed against the glass on the door to the room... Bill Scott ('64) mentioned Oak Ridge as a place where the kids may be nearly as close as we all are... I've also heard that Los Alamos is on the same plane... but I'm just glad that I was born in a Kadlec and raised in Richland, Washington with those three rivers flowing in and all the wonderful places and times I was able to experience with guys like Mills and all the kids from my class and others... I was sorry that Kathie Roe ('64) didn't get to make it... got word from my gang that most of them missed it too but are trying to make it up with a 4th of July party at Warfords' ('61 & '65) on Puget Sound... would love to be there but the trial that kept me away from this year's gathering has put me way behind... I had to make a trip to the Supreme Court just before trial which cut two days out of my prep time and then just as trial was about to start spent about 14 hours settling the stupid case and drafting the settlement docs... but life does go on... I will be there for the '65er 40th... Heidlebaugh says we are driving hot rods up... we'll see... not sure the chain will stretch that far! Thanks everybody for some very happy memories and a wonderful life in our home town! -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cristy Cone Penny ('74) Re: Roger Leon Trimble ('67RIP) Roger's obituary is in the Idaho Statesman on Wednesday June 30th. He graduated from Columbia High in 1967. His sister Janet Trimble McGuffey (Bill) of North Bend, Ohio was in my class of 1974. Roger died June 26th of cancer. His funeral is on the 30th at Cloverdale Funeral Home. He was only 55. Re: '74 in '04 Sorry to have missed all of you who made the effort to attend the 30 year reunion. I hear it was a great time -Cristy Cone Penny ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Rae Lynne Abraham ('78) To: Treg OWINGS ('76) I'm sooo sorry Treg, I didn't check my typing. We did have fun... didn't we. Well my folks are holding their own, both Mom and Dad have faced heart surgeries, and diabetic issues. My Dad, had a small stroke but fought back strong and is doing well. They live in West Richland, Lesley has been married for over 20 years to the same guy (3 kids: twins and a 20 year old boy) and they are both teaching in Kennewick. Jeff is doing great and I am so proud of him he has worked his way up in the government that he is now on the Homeland Security team out of Virginia. He is well versed in Counter Terrorist maneuvers. Chris is a carpenter living in upper Washington and is just getting a divorce and has one son. I have been living in San Diego since 1979. (WOW) and am finishing a degree in Counseling while I work full time as a Job Developer for people with Developmental Disabilities. (8 years) Where are you living and are you a family man? How is your family? Do you keep in touch with the old gang? I still get a chuckle when I think of how we tortured the Killand family during dinner time when we door bell ditched them. Remember the whole family used to come out for the hunt. ;-}. Well, take care Treg, and thank you for your help finding Joyce. Let me know! -Rae Lynne Abraham ('78) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/02/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: Bev Smith ('52), Patti Jones ('60) Tom Verellen ('60), Marilyn Swan ('63) Carol Cross ('64), Gary Behymer ('64) John Wingfield ('66) Re: Oakridge H.S. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Yesterday: 07/01 George "Pappy" Swan ('59) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bev Smith Jochen ('52) Re: Marilyn Richey's Car! I don't know how many of you read the Sandstorm in depth, but the June 20, 2004, had a submission by Jill Richey ('78), Marilyn's niece, who was advertising Marilyn's car - a '91 Olds, I believe, with approx 85,000 miles - for sale at $3000. Jerry Dudley ('53) called me tonight and said he bought it first thing this morning! So, it found a good home and stayed within the Bomber family... And, as Jerry says, he won't even have to change the *Richland Bomber* license plate brackets from off of his car! Just a little bit of trivia to brighten your day... -Bev Smith Jochen ('52) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: "Pappy" Swan ('59) and Lora Homme ('60) Re: Antique and Antiquated Is the subject really Antique, Antiquated and old or is it just that we can think that way? (By the way I didn't include what my up to date Scrabble Dictionary meaning of Antique is.) A good way to change this subject is I checked out the Club 40 website and I do not see either one of you registered for the week end, but see that your sister Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) is signed up, "Pappy". I let Burt Pierard ('59) know last week end that I would be there and my registration is on it's way. I have had reservations at the Shiloh since early March. I wouldn't miss it. If you two join in the fun you will find our upperclassmen take life light heartedly and teach us lots. In the three years I have been there a group of busy Bombers spend the week end talking, dancing, playing golf, etc. Being as you two, I prefer to say young ones, should get your you know what's there at Club 40. Now George, when I saw you last year at R2K+3 you were sure young looking for your age to me. Do not think you aged that much in a year. Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) can show us what a good time is, right Betty? Think I will include Jan Bollinger ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) to this: get your you-know-whats to Club 40 for the fun. The earlier we get our money in it is easier for the team to prepare for the huge group that is expected. Here's the link: From this link you can check out who's coming Many of us from the class of '60 show up and have a great time together as well as meeting so many Bombers we didn't know in the upper classes. Oh my gosh, this is my fourth year and we are getting into the upper class years because four years after us has bumped us up. Even though the class of '59 isn't doing their 45th reunion, Club 40 is still a good place for many of you to meet up. Hopefully class of '60 will be doing our 45th reunion during Club 40 next year. To: "Pappy" Swan ('59) and Bob Carlson ('54) better known as "AKA" and other Bombers that have written in about the clam guns. Re: Clam Guns I had forgotten all the fun of the clam guns until reading your Sandstorm entries. Walking at the sandy beaches of Westport at the Y at 5:00 a.m. with the breeze in the hair, fresh smell of the ocean constantly in the nostrils, jeans rolled up to the knees watching for a tiny bubble. That little bubble indicated a razor clam, dig, dig and dig some more hoping that sucker wouldn't get away. More for me got away than I got. But just having a few made the early get up worth every bit of it. Getting up early for me was not easy, I have always been a night owl. Still am. I know, I know, here I am again with another announcement! All for the fun of the Bombers! Read ON! To: Puget Sound Area Bombers - South Re: Fife Luncheon The Bomber Babes and Dudes (seems to have been more Dudes in recent month, as one Bomber Dude pointed out). Reservations are not necessary! You can email that you are coming if you wish! > DATE: July 11, 2004 > COFFEE TIME: 11:30 P.M. > LUNCH TIME: 12:30 p.m. > WHERE: Fife Bar and Grill > In between Goodyear Tire and Day's Inn > PHONE: (253) 922-9555 > ADDRESS: 3025 Pacific Hwy E., Fife, WA > I-5 North, Exit 136 B (Port of Tacoma) > I-5 South Exit, 136 > Turn left on Pacific Hwy. E. > PRICE: Price range $10.00 - $14.50 includes drink and tip > All Bomber Spouses and Friends are welcome! Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ There is still time for the any Bomber and their families to email me for directions and spend the Fourth of July at my place for the fun of the picnic, air show, ending with the fireworks. Mary Judd Hinz ('60) and her husband are driving over for the week end to enjoy the fun. The weather is expected to be about 73 and sunny most of the day. For those who like to stay up a little later than the 10pm fireworks, the full moon is still gracing the water with all it's beauty. It's the bewitching hour and I best get this into Maren (who I know is up late also) before it takes two weeks to get entered from being to long. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Verellen ('60) Re: Clam Guns vs. antiques True clam guns were skinny shovels, no triggers. Then came those new fangled tube things that usually only got one half of a clam (north or south I can't remember). Antiques are "excavated," not "dug up," after all we are priceless. -Tom Verellen ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Happy Birthday (July 1) today as I write this, but yesterday as you read this! Hope you had a great day!! You old relic, you!! I'll never be as old as you!! Your much younger sis, -Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) ~ in warm Salt Lake City, UT - Recovering from a 4 day trip to Yellowstone & Cody, WY & all points & Gift Shops in between! Weather was absolutely gorgeous in Yellowstone, tourists minimal & wildlife was in hiding, except for the hundreds of bison we saw! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Cross Llewellyn ('64) Re: Clam Gun vs Shovel Having lived six miles inland from Copalis Beach for almost 26 years I have to comment on this discussion (knowing much is tongue-in-cheek). Locals use shovels and *tourists* use clam guns or stove pipes. My expert just informed me that there was a time when the shovel (hooked to the end of a shot gun in local taverns) was called a clam gun. Before moving here I was a true tourist using the stove pipe and digging while pounding for holes in the hard sand. While not considered a local even after 26 years, I learned to use a shovel, dig in the surf and get my own limit; although with all the restrictions, we no longer dig at all. Re: '64 Reunion I also want to add my thanks to the organizers of our reunion and all the '64ers who attended. Thanks for allowing Cathryn "Vernona" Chappelle Hodgin and me to work a shift on the registration table - what a blast! Again my cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing and still feel warm from the memories. Also, thanks Ray Stein for the touching memorial tribute which you did so wonderfully. Seeing so many tennis friends (and Coach Rex Davis) was an added bonus - almost makes me want to go play again - well, maybe watch a match. Feel proud and fortunate to be a Col-Hi '64 graduate, -Carol Cross Llewellyn ('64) ~ glad to be back to my cool coastal 60 weather at Copalis Crossing, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: Return of It's'64 in '04! Thanks to Carol Cross, Vernona Chappelle, Joanna Lyon, Dina McClelland & husband Harry Pickens for allowing Janis & myself a spot at their table. While I did not really know the 1st 3 ladies during high school, I'm reminded what my grand daughter Rachel taught me several years ago when she was told friends are coming to visit... are you ready for some great wisdom from a then 4 year old? "Are they old friends or new friends that I haven't met yet?" are all treasures! -Gary Behymer ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Wingfield ('66) Re: Alaska Thank you Pam Pyle Jewett-Bullock ('69) for sharing about your trip to Alaska. It brought back memories when I went there in the summer of '68 to work. I worked on a salmon fishing boat, a 55 foot purse seiner out of Tacoma, called the New Oregon. These memories have been flooding back since two Saturdays ago when my wife Jane, and I went to the Tacoma Art Museum (TAM) to see an Andy Goldsworthy show. Across the Foss waterway from the TAM is the dock where the fishing boats tie up. As we came out of the TAM I looked over there and saw several seiners with their skiffs on the stern, looking like they were ready to depart. Last Sunday I went back to Tacoma and went down to the docks, and talked to some old fishermen at the net barns. The boats had departed the night before - one minute past midnight. For me it was an incredible experience, I was the skiff man on a crew of eight men, all the others were Slavonian and Catholics. I only mention Catholics because as we left the Tacoma docks on June 22, 1968 there was a large send off, complete with families, waving, crying, shouting farewells and a Priest giving his blessing. We motored north, past Seattle and on up past the Islands and through the Canadian islands. It was such a context change for this boy from the desert to be with men, some of whose roots in fishing went back to the old Yugoslavian coast. Alaska, on the water, is beautiful, as well as along the road. We were surrounded by whales much of the time. In fact, on the opening day, around July 1st, one boat had 3 whales go through it's net. That was the Merrit, also out of Tacoma, and that skipper had offered me a job, glad I wasn't on that boat, they spent the next week mending net. We fished mostly on the Icy Straights, just south of Glacier Bay National Monument (then). As I recall, we were getting 33 cents a pound for sockeye and 50 cents a pound for kings. Today the fishermen don't get much more. Inian Island, just east of us was the most densely populated island in the world with bald eagles. They were fishing too. We had a good season. It was a great adventure and learning experience. Thanks for the memories, Pam. -John Wingfield ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Anon Re: Oak Ridge Alumni It appears they just started their Alumni Page this year... according to a PRESS release on May 26 2004. -- Click into their picture gallery and you will see their Wild Cat mascot in the center of an atomic symbol... *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/03/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 Bombers and 2 Bomber funeral notice today: Ann Bishop ('56), George Swan ('59), John Browne, Jr. ('61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ray Hall ('57) More information: Click the lunch you want to know about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) We have a young friend living with us who is wanting to fly to Washington to visit his family in Bremerton. Would someone in the Seattle area be able to send us a bus and ferry schedule? It would be greatly appreciated. Contact me directly and I'll send you my mailing address. Thanks, in advance. Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) ~ in very warm, muggy Texarkana. AR ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) Re: Birthdays You got even with me for being a day late on your B-day, didn't you? I don't do my own birthdays no more -- Birthdays are redundant. As I try to tell friends and "you" relatives, I quit having birthdays after age 55. That's when I retired from the government, the first time. There were three Birthday Milestones in life for me (well, so far). I looked forward to them with great anticipation. The first was sixteen, so I could operate a MOTOR VEHICLE. Does anyone remember the examiner who limped and supposedly flunked everyone the first time? He held me in total suspense until the last minute and I barely passed. Nevertheless, finally, I was cool, I was a DRIVER, AND I WAS AN OPERATOR OF a 1950 Studebaker Champion and yes, it had no bra on it and dad would not let me put one of those little propeller kits on it nor would he let me buy a car of my own. But, it was my dad's car and he said that I could drive it all I wanted. I seemed to walk everywhere in those days. My dad was so much wiser than I realized back then. And, I am sure that he saved my life by refusing to let me buy a motorcycle. I did not own a car until I came home from the service. The second B-day milestone was turning twenty-one so I could finally belly up to the bar (legally). Those first two seemed to take forever to roll around. But, the third was here at nearly warp speed "Scotty, can't you slow us down?" "Aye Captain, I'm trying to take away all she's got, but we seem to be in Hyper-age Mode." "Bones isn't there anything you can do?" "For God sakes Jim, I'm just a Doctor -- the aging is irreversible!". Before I knew it, I was FIFTY-FIVE and retired from one career. Although, my wife, Jeanne, says that birthdays are compensation for getting old, I really don't mind getting old. But, I do want to grab life right by the gusto's and experience a few more scenarios, cie vous plais. However, I have secretly hatched an evil plan in which by ceasing and desisting to have birthdays anymore, my much "younger than me sister," you will fly right on by me like Maverick, AKA Tom Cruise, did to the bad guys in "Top Gun," and then, I shall be "younger than you!" Ha, ha, ha --(enter evil laughter). To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Patti, Patti, Patti, (Spoken like Carey Grant but substituted for "Ju-day, Ju-day, Ju-day"). I am tail-end Charlie on the '59er list and have been there since my sis, Myrtle, oops, I mean Marilyn has been on the '63 list. Can't get rid of me now. This is too much fun! I'm here for the duration, so blame it on Myrtle, AKA Loopy. And, speaking of '59ers and aging, did I experience a senior moment and miss something? The Class of '59 is not having a 45th Reunion entwined with the Club 40 Reunion? And, Re: your write-up on clam guns -- NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT! The clam guns or tubey thingys were just tools or excuses to get us out there to inhale the whole great experience. Heck, we could buy the clams if we wanted to. But just "goin' and gettin' 'em" with friends and relatives was what it was all about. OK, the eating was a big part of it too. We were building memories. If we didn't build them clam digging, we were building them through some other activity. Just like that song, "We built this city on rock and roll," I think we built this city (Richland) on memories and since "Memories are made of this," here we are. To: Tom Verellen ('60) and Carol Cross Llewellyn ('64) Excellent point on the clam tubey thingys often taking only 1/2 a clam after carefully placing the tube end over the "clam burp" dimple and pushing down. Often, it was the south end of a clam goin' north, but with practice, one got better. But, I always wondered if the clams were smarter than we gave them credit for and they were digging at a slight angle once they had detected the pursuit of the tubey thingy? And Carol, I remember going through that evolution of digging in the firm sand like a California Gold Rush Green Horn, eventually graduating to some semblance of knowing what I was doing with a shovel (I mean clam gun) in the edge of the surf. The latter always seemed more of a sport 'cause the clams could get away from you if you weren't on the spot and reasonably efficient. Once you had the knack of it, and if the clams were "showing" with those little squirts of water (sometimes even the necks actually "showed") you could pop them out of the sand with one turn of the shovel. It was less work but more productive and more fun because of watching out of the corner of your eye for the next wave rolling in. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ That was fun, now what shall I do the rest of the day? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Gunnin' for Clams Someone mentioned old mossback razors... the last one of those I saw was at the mouth of the Necanicum River, near Gearhart, OR in 1967. Our family went to Copalis when I was little (post-war '40s) with families of cousins, & rented those 'bunkhouse' cabins, with sand on the floor, gangs of double bed frames (sans mattresses), wood stoves & very few glazed windows- kinda breezy, but Fun! The red huckleberries were also ripe, and sometimes a few of the blue ones, too- not the evergreen ones, but the blueberry-like variety- & the trailing blackberries. It was so different from the clamming I was used to, at that time, with an uncle, along the Tacoma Narrows, Day Island, etc. for steamers- it was the Ocean that made the difference... timeless movement, huge roots weathered silver, acres of wet, firm sand. I still love the place... I hadn't pursued a razor clam in 30+ years until last Winter, when a visit with an old friend near Oysterville coincided with a clamming weekend. What a circus! At the Ocean park beach access an hour before dusk there were cars & people as far as the eye could see (even with binoculars)... & lots of Oregon plates. I mean, there were THOUSANDS of people out there. I walked out with a borrowed tube (couldn't find a gun anywhere) & exhumed a limit before I got to the water- way behind most of the other clammers, who were 'working the surf'. Broke the first one, & one other, but the 'hang of it' (i.e. how they rest below the dimple) returned pretty quickly. Re: "being a Local" After 22 years on Vashon, I'm kind of a 'mid-timer'. My dad has lived here for 39 years, & is just beginning to be considered a 'local'- NOT a 'homie', though. You must have attended school here to be a Real Local... Re: Antiques, are we? And the opposite of that is "proques", right?.. & what might that delineate? I've been 'anti-' (this or that) often enough to think that I may have a knack for it. Don't know about the opposite condition... ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Funeral Notices >>Roger Leon Trimble ('67) ~ 5/24/49 - 6/26/04 >>Tillman Roy Moss ('57) 4/18/38 - 6/19/04 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/04/04 -- Independence Day Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ********************************************************* A Note From Deputy Editor (Plenipotentiary) Richard: It is the best of times: Today is Independence Day, our country's sacred day. It is the worst of times: Your pets, in particular your dogs, are traumatized by fireworks. Be a responsible pet owner and confine them to the safest, quietest familiar place in your house -- the basement is a good choice -- while things are going bang in the night (and day). WALSTIB -- (Thatsa where Maren be for a day off.) ********************************************************* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Joanne "Sunnie" Rolph ('59), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Jay Siegel ('61), Jeanie Hutchins ('62) Gary Setbacken ('64), Gary Behymer ('64) Linda Reining ('64), Scott Hartcorn ('67) Betti Avant ('69), Steve Piippo ('70) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAYS Today: Penny Mitchell True ('71) Gale Waldkoetter Skaugstad ('72) Jim Rice ('75) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Joanne Rolph "Sunnie" Andress ('59) Re: Class of '59 Reunion..Yes?..No? I'm confused! :) With all the talk about "age", I think my 62-year-old brain is shutting down in the matter of the 45th reunion of the Class of '59. I think I remember sending in a Club-40 registration and a registration sheet for the '59 reunion also (with a charge for the class picture and booklet to be mailed to me, I believe). I was doubtful if I could attend as I've been West already this year for two grandchildren's graduations! But a couple of people have mentioned in their Sandstorm postings that we are not having a 45th reunion. So my "natural" confusion (which comes with spending too much time in an attic studio with a bunch of santas, elves, witches, and other "little people") is experiencing an added confusion over the reunion question! Help, please!! What's the real scoop? Hope everyone will have a happy and safe July 4th celebration! Summer here in Vermont is quite delightful and we are certainly enjoying our pleasant weather these days. -Joanne Rolph "Sunnie" Andress ('59) ~ from the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont where the pace of life is pretty slow and the most excitement we get is the opening of a new grocery store! (Wow, look at all that food!) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Traveling to Bremerton There are bus and boat schedules online, at <> (boat) and also <> (bus). Anyone flying into SeaTac will find the buses outside the luggage pickup level and to the right, a few hundred feet from the bldg. The 194 goes to downtown via I-5 and into the bus tunnel. The 174 goes via old 99 (i.e. the 'local' -- a little slower and far more interesting). There are also Sound Transit buses that go downtown via strange (to me) and sometimes circuitous routes (e.g. through West Seattle). If one takes the 194, and gets out at either Pioneer Square or the University Ave. stop, it's a five minute stroll to the Coleman Dock. To make it the most painless, go upstairs at the University Ave. stop, (escalator, elevator) to 3rd Ave. and walk south three or four blocks to Marion St., then cross to the south side of the street and head toward the water. The pedestrian overpass will take you to the upper reaches of the Coleman Dock without having to negotiate lights, intersections, and the hustle and bustle of the down-to- earth mass of humanity (and autos). The Bremerton ferry ride is a sweet way to while away an hour of one's life -- keeping alert for a possible view of passing orcas, and/or Dall porpoises, (lotsa sea lions this week; prob'ly means humpies are here) -- breathing deeply and relaxing as the calming watery horizons bestow a sense of well-being that's difficult to describe, but a joy to experience. Plus, you get the best view of a working waterfront -- and Ivar's is just two piers away, beyond the fireboat station ... halibut and chips and a clam nectar to go in about five minutes ... (Darn! I made meself hungry ...) ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Jay Siegel ('61) Re: Fireworks for the 4th For those of you on Vashon (John) and any others who want to see a really good fireworks display, EFI (the company of which Larry Mattingly ('60) is an owner, and I work for) is putting on a show at Quartermaster Harbor that is a pretty spectacular one. John Browne ('61) probably knows a better place to watch but there is a park at the end of Quartermaster Harbor that a lot of people watch the show from. Come early for a picnic or whatever and be prepared for a slow drive home, but the show will be worth it. It is supposed to go at about 10:30pm the last that I heard (I'll be on the barge, so the start isn't really something that I remember). Clear blue skies and warm, gentle breezes, -Jay Siegel ('61) ~ Poulsbo, WA ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Jeanie Hutchins Simon ('62) My daughter sends along a big "Thank You!" to several of you for emailing with very informative medical insurance information for the self-employed. She made contact with each of the recommended plans and sent off an application on Wednesday. Thanks to you Bombers, she also has a back-up insurance plan and agent, if needed. Wishing you all a very enjoyable and safe 4th of July weekend! -Jeanie Hutchins Simon ('62) ~ Sunny Bellingham, WA ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Gary Setbacken ('64) Re: Reunion (Class of '64) My two cents!!! Thanks for the memories; we are all so blessed to have experienced the Richland/Bomber experience. Ray, Cissie can't stop talking about how "great" you are!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -Gary Setbacken ('64) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Happy 4th of July! Your kids/grandkids will enjoy this one (;-) <> -Gary Behymer ('64) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Linda Reining ('64) The Class of '64 had its 40th reunion (June 25th, 26th, and 27th) and I have a few words to say about it: WOW; GREAT; FANTASTIC -- the group that put this together did a wonderful job and deserves a BIG round of applause! The name tags were great (I could actually read them WITHOUT having to put on my reading glasses); thanks, Maren. Ray Stein did a great job of putting on the dedication to our fallen classmates (shed a few tears watching the slide show on Saturday night). IF you chose not to go, you really missed a great reunion! Was so much fun to see so many old faces: Sandy Dreher, Sally Coleman, Sharon Brown, Joanna Lyon, Diana Blick, Diana Bennett, Kathy Hoff, Dina McClelland, Anna- Margret Bell, Joe Miles, Kenny Peterson, Jean Armstrong, Dee Dee Willox, and many others! Reading what Joe (Miles) wrote into the Sandstorm about Mike Byrd really makes ya realize just how great it was to be together and how we really are a wonderful mix of kids and came from a great place and time! '64, ya done good! THANKS to all who helped put this thing together! It was GREAT and I am glad I went! Am gonna save my name tag holder to use at the next one, too. Thanks to Maren for those, too. Would have written this sooner, but I just got home. Took a small detour and went to Vashon Island to see Point Robinson Light House where we lived when Dale (Gray ('58WB)) came home from Viet Nam and my oldest daughter was a toddler (35+ years ago). It has changed a lot; when the Coast Guard "ran it", the grounds were always green, mowed, and the place looked pretty; to see it so run-down was sad (it is now a State Park). The grass was brown and the weeds were as high as my knees! Also took a small detour and drove to Bremerton to surprise an old friend, Carol (Wiley ('63)); it was great to see you. Took us FOUR (normally only takes a day and a half) days to get home, but the trip up was worth it -- would do it, again! -Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA; temps are in the 100's. ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Scott Hartcorn ('67) To: Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) Re: Washington State Ferry and King County Metro Bus Schedules Ann, Click on the following links, or copy and paste them into your browser. From these sites you can access the ferry or bus schedules you need and print them out for your friend. Ferries: <> Busses: <> -Scott Hartcorn ('67) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Everybody out there have a "safe and sane" 4th of July. We are still a bit dry, but we have been catching up on the moisture. Most of the wheat crop was a "bust" this year. What did come up was damaged by frost or hail. I guess there is always next year. Have a lovely day, all. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Goodland, KS; where at 5:50pm, MDT it is still 88 degrees. ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Steve Piippo ('70) [Note from Richard: Steve sent this to me on his return from a recent trip to the Washington, DC area with his son Steven. Which explains the final sentence. I think it's a perfect story for the 4th of July edition of the Sandstorm.] Steven, Jr ('09) and I walked the Washington, DC Mall beginning at the Washington Monument around to the World War Two Memorial. We were awestruck with the beauty, serenity, and magnificence of the memorial: fountains, readings, listing of states, gold stars representing the dead, and seeing 3rd generation families pushing wheel chairs. We then walked up to the Lincoln Monument and quietly read the words taking in the size and history. We sat on the steps looking back at the reflection pool, WW Two Monument, all the way to the Capitol Building. We then walked to the Vietnam Wall and again people 2nd and 3rd generations were there. Next we strolled by the White House and by the Museum of Natural History to the Air and Space Museum to find Flak Bait, a B-26 Bomber, flying more combat missions than any plane during World War Two. Flak Bait was a plane Toivo [Piippo, Steve's father] knew from his 322nd Bomb Group, 449th Squadron. Looking at Flak Bait, the Vietnam Wall, and the Lincoln Memorial it became clear the World War Two Memorial is in good company. Steven flew a Cessna 2000 Millennium 4-seater plane, taking the controls from the runway to 4,500 feet flying around military airspace from Richmond, Virginia to North Carolina and back. He was amazed to learn that his grandpa flew only with an altimeter, speedometer, and compass. The Cessna had GPS, computer, radar, satellite, etc. A real moment; I almost had a coronary in the back seat. Bill Goslin [Bomber dad] would like that story and the World War Two Monument does the job for the Greatest Generation. This is OK for the Sandstorm if you wish. -Steve Piippo ('70) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/05/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Mike Clowes ('54) Fred Suckow ('55), Ann Bishop ('56) Linda Bowman ('59), Kay Lynch ('60) Gary Behymer ('64), Guy Lobdell ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Sharon Panther ('57) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Hope everyone has a very nice 4th of July. Re: Pets Normally I go to the vet before June 30 and have them give me some pills that will calm my dog. Here in Richland they sell the fireworks starting June 30 through July 8th. This year (she is now 14-1/2) her hearing is bad so she hasn't hear too many of the fireworks. I don't like to drug animals but she runs around the house, howls, and wets all over the floor so it is worth it just to have her get through the 4th of July holiday. Your choice! Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) ~ south/government Richland - where the weather is only to get in the high 80's today. It feels like living in Ohio - very muggy (humid)!!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) To: The class of '59 Re: your lack of a 45th reunion ...[A partial quote from the most recent issue of the DustStorm -- the President's column] "45TH FOR CLASS OF '59 IS 'NO-GO' & OTHER STUFF "The Special Celebration 45th Reunion for the Class of '59 did not get off the ground. [Club 40] was providing all the infrastructure for the event but nobody wanted to pick it up and do the remaining functions like a Memory Book and the Friday afternoon program. The prevailing opinion appeared to be: 'Let's wait for our 50th and do it up big.' Since [Club 40] does not run anybody's reunion, we respect their opinion and will let the matter die. "See you in September, Burt Pierard ('59), President" I hope this clarifies the matter. As for refunds or rebates, please contact Club 40 President Burt Pierard ('59) through the Club 40 web page: Bomber Cheers, -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Suckow ('55) Here we [Class of '55] are less than a year away from the 50th reunion for the '55ers and there has been nothing lately in the Alumni Sandstorm from the '55 graduates. Will there be a 50th reunion? I know many of you read the Alumni Sandstorm but few write (including me). I guess we all depend on the other person to do it. -Fred Suckow ('55) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Sara "Ann" Bishop Ousley ('56) To: Scott Hartcorn ('67) and John Browne, Jr. ('61) Thank you for the information. It is VERY helpful. Our friend, Kevin, will be traveling probably next week, if he gets permission. If I missed anyone who responded to my email address, forgive me. There was a lot. It has been overwhelming. -Sara "Ann" Bishop Ousley ('56) ~ Texarkana, AR - where FINALLY the sun is shining... it's enough rain already. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Bowman Warren ('59) Thank goodness I retired last Wednesday! I have finally found time to read all my issues of Alumni Sandstorm that have been stacking up in my email! The bad news is that I found out the class of '59 is not planning our 45th reunion. Jim ('59) and I have scheduled a trip west this summer to cover most of the state of Washington and parts of Oregon and Idaho with a stopover in Richland for the reunion. We, of course being procrastinators, have not sent in our registration but will do that today in hopes there are others out there who have not yet notified the committee of their intent to attend. We'll be happy to see any and all attendees and catch up on the years. Hope the 4th of July is a great one for everyone this year and better weather than we are having in the midwest! Jim and I arose at 5:00 a.m. to drive our lawn chairs to the center of town to lock in our space for the parade. We had to set up 16 chairs for family and friends! We are really nuts, I think, because the fireworks were cancelled last night as we were having torrential downpours and they are expected to continue into today. Illinois doesn't have Seattle rain. We can be sunny one minute and drowning the next so it is very hard to predict. Here we say, "If you don't like the weather, wait 15 minutes and it will change!" -Linda Bowman Warren ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Kathleen O'Shea, aka Kay Lynch ('60) Re: Where's a Jesuit when you need one? Greetings! I'm wondering if there's a Latin scholar out there. I need to have just one phrase confirmed or retranslated, for a project I'm working on. I'd be grateful for the help. Thanks! In Seattle's ethnically extravagant Delridge area. On this day, the whole population seems to agree on two things. The first is (of course) BARBECUE. At this point, guests are arriving with an astonishing variety of pasta salads, beer is being iced in tubs and the smell of charcoal-reaching- perfection is everywhere. In our clump of apartments we will have Hawaiian barbecue, Texas barbecue, Chinese barbecue, Somali, "Southern Baptist" and even Hungarian barbecue. There are a couple gatherings of folks from the Philippines and I can tell you from past years that the aromas from these parties would leave you dizzy with desire. The second thing at least many of the younger citizens agree upon is NOISE. Spatters of strings of firecrackers have been going off all morning, but fireworks lovers are just getting geared up. Longfellow Creek has cut a dandy ravine through this area and even a medium-sized "bomb" produces sound-ricochets for blocks. A big one makes a BAMBAMBAMBAM! from White Center practically to the West Seattle Bridge, adding the blare of car alarms to the mix. But it's quiet now and I'm making necklaces for my sister Pat ('59) to take as gifts on a speaking trip to Thailand this month. A fine day, altogether. -Kathleen O'Shea, aka Kay Lynch ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: 3 Columbian Yearbooks Those yearbooks belonged to Patricia Ellen "Pat" Blake Stout ('65). Anyone with information on Pat Blake should contact: Steve Upson ('65) -Gary Behymer ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Guy Lobdell ('66) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) All this talk about clam guns and tuby things, but you keep slipping up and say "shovel" along the way. Why don't ya admit it that ya dug your clams like any self respectin' clam digger did and that was with a clam shovel. I was only 11-12 years old when I saw my first 'clam gun' out on the beach. In a good tide I could dig my limit and be home before those people with clam guns (AKA tuby things) figured out how to use 'em. -Guy Lobdell ('66) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/06/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers and 1 NAB sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Burt Pierard ('59) George Swan ('59), Joanne Rolph ('59) Missy Keeney ('59), Connie Hanson ('64) Lynda Brandon ('70WB), Zorba Manolopoulos ('91) Don Sorenson (Not-A-Bomber) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER LUNCH Today: Girls of '52 (MAYBE?) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: David Barger ('72) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) To: Dorsey Rowan, Jr. ('65) My paper was late yesterday and I saw the notice about your dad (Dorsey Rowan, Sr.) after I had written in the Alumni Sandstorm. Your father was one of my dad's (Floyd Hiser) best friends - I like him to best of all his friends. He was an excellent cook. And I loved those krumkakes he used to make. He always brought us down a dozen and they were SO good! He read a lot and he and my mother used to exchange books. All of those guys (reactor operators) had nicknames - I won't repeat what your dad and my dad were called. He loved to tell jokes. My two kids, Pam ('77) and Kim ('80), remember him fondly. He always had a kind word to say to each of them. My sister, Marjorie Hiser Baldwin ('54), two children, and I send our condolences. He really will be missed. Let me know if you are going to have a memorial service here in Richland. -Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) - south/government Richland where it is supposed to reach 90 today - it is still muggy!!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Burt Pierard ('59) To: Bob Carlson ('54) I am perfectly capable of answering my own questions. One would think that you would at least extend a person the common courtesy of checking with them before answering for them. In this case, since I was away from a computer with Internet access on the holiday, I didn't even get to see the question before you answered. To: Joanne Rolph "Sunnie" Andress ('59) & any other '59ers who have sent registrations and/or orders for stuff It is true that the formal 45th Reunion did not get off the ground. My plan was to personally call each of you to arrange for refunds and I hoped to have done so last weekend when I was in Richland. Unfortunately, things got hectic and it was too late Sunday night to even call locally, let alone to the East Coast, and I had to leave town again Monday morning. Therefore, I put the calls aside until this upcoming weekend. I assure you that you all will be contacted. Bomber Cheers, -Burt Pierard ('59) - President, Richland Club 40 ~ temporarily in the Upper Skagit ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: Guy Lobdell ('66) Re: Last shot with a clam gun You're right. I must take a stand and boldly state my convictions. I went back & reviewed the clam gun/tube/thingy discussion. I thought that I made it clear that in my opinion, the fine, old, short-handled, and long rusty-bladed clam shovel residing in a "holy place" in my garage with other memories is a historical "artifact" copy of the one true "clam gun." That would be the same type of implement used by "old relics" like you and I when we were "beach kids," you, obviously more often than I (but though we never knew each other, I was always there in heart and spirit). OK, OK, there is a corroded aluminum tuby-like thing next to it that I used sometimes (when no one was looking). If one returns to the 6/22 issue of Sandstorm and reads forward, it becomes obvious that it was you, my fellow Bomber, and I who started this discussion in the first place with my mention of and your reply concerning "...the distinct odor of freshly dug Razor Clams...". So, perhaps, we also (despite all the restrictions on clamming nowadays) should end it someday with two "old antiques," me, obviously more "antiquey" than you, taking a walk down that same old beach. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ From where the sun now stands, I shall fire my clam gun, no more. And, I retreat to my little puddle in the driveway to contemplate my memories such as, when I was young, I used to "Skinny Dip" but now -- I just "Chunky Dunk." The Paparazzi recently invaded my privacy and snapped several revealing pictures and threatened an expose' in a well-known national scandal sheet unless I agreed to release some of the photos to Sandstorm. All this time, I thought those funny little newspapers were placed there to entertain us while standing in the check out line and that no one ever really bought them -- until I discovered that my own mother subscribed to one. Reluctantly, two photos are submitted today. But, who is that guy in my puddle? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Pictures didn't come through. Try again tomorrow. Send pictures in .jpg (JPEG) format, please. -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: "Sunnie" Andress, aka Joanne Rolph ('59) To: Bob Carlson,aka Mike Clowes ('54) Thanks for the reunion information! I'm planning to be at our 50th in 2009 ...I'm sure it will be great fun! I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again. (Husband's 50th reunion in 1999 was delightful even though I didn't know a soul there.) "Sunnie" Andress, aka Joanne Rolph ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To Linda Bowman Warren ('59) and Jim Warren ('59) I also was really disappointed that we weren't going to have a 45th reunion at Club 40 this year. I'm sure there are other '59ers, like yourselves, who were planning to come and just didn't get around to sending in a registration or intent. If there is anyone in the Tri-Cities or surrounding area who would like to pull something together for the always fabulous and friendly class of '59, please email me and maybe we can come up with something exciting or at least interesting! To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) My thanks to the "Hostess with the Mostest" for sharing your home on Brown's Point so some of us could share the Fireworks display over Commencement Bay in Tacoma. What a Super location!! I loved sharing the great food and spending time with some other Bombers and some interesting friends and relatives! A very nice day! Thanks, Patti! -Missy Keeney ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Connie Hanson Lincoln ('64) Re: Class of '64 Reunion I would like to add my THANK YOU to all of you who worked so hard to make this a truly wonderful reunion. It was so well planned. The name tags were wonderful, thank you Maren. The slide presentation honoring our deceased classmates was a very special tribute. A sincere thank you to Ray for putting it all together. Everyone who shared in this experience is richer for having been there. The memory books were a huge hit, I loved the cover. Jo Miles thank you for your contribution to the Alumni Sandstorm. You truly summed up the weekend. It was wonderful seeing everyone again, thanks for the memories. -Connie Hanson Lincoln ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lynda Brandon ('70WB) Re: A "survey" question I am wondering if other Bombers are getting email offers for the newest versions of software at prices almost too good to be true? The claim is you download the software directly from their servers, after giving credit card info. Anyone had any experience with any of these?? Recommendations or warnings?? Thanks, -Lynda Brandon ('70WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Zorba Manolopoulos ('91) Re: RHS Alumni Basketball Tournament Game Summary Results Game 1 Team 1: 83 Team 2: 61 Game 2 Team 4: 68 Team 3: 57 Game 3 Team 1: 72 Team 4: 62 Game 4 Team 3: 55 Team 2: 42 Game 5 Team 1: 58 Team 3: 47 Game 6 Team 4: 46 Team 2: 44 Tournament Results Team 1 3-0 Team 4 2-1 Team 3 1-2 Team 2 0-3 3 pt Shoot out winner: Tyler Ultsch (Class of 1976) Team 1 Class of 1987-1989, 1996 Team 2 Class of 1982, 1992-1994, 1998, 2002 Team 3 Class of 1976, 1986, 2000, 2001 Team 4 Class of 1990-1991 Congrats to Team 1!!!! Jeff Kreutz ('87) Keni Gosney ('89) Nate Roe ('89) Tory Christensen ('89) Tim Praino ('89) Brian Kreutz ('96) Special thanks to: Joe Frank from the Bomber Boosters Rollarena See you next year. -Zorba Manolopoulos ('91) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Don Sorenson (NAB) To: All Bombers I read an Alumni Sandstorm entry a week or so ago and the name Lobdell popped up. I had seen that name before so I looked through my files and found J.P. Lobdell's picture along with Leone Skeene. This photo is from Hanford Camp 1944 and I was wondering if there was any relation between the Sandstorm entry and this photo? Any info, email me Thank You! -Don Sorenson (NAB) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/07/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: George Swan ('59), Linda Bowman ('59), Missy Keeney ('59) Jan Bollinger ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) Lola Heidlebaugh ('60), Linda Reining ('64) David Rivers ('65), Tedd Cadd ('66), Anonymous ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER LUNCHES 'n stuff (in order of appearance) 07/09-11 Class of '84 Reunion 07/11 South Puget Sound (Fife) Lunch BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ************************************************* ************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Pappy's Puddle Pictures Finally, with the help of someone who knows what they're doing (OK, its my wife). The aging super hero wannabee resubmits his puddle pictures (boy, talk about blowing your props for a presentation) and what the heck is a jpg vs. a bmp file anyway? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Residing just a little south of Senility City, in that special state where the prevailing weather is predominantly confused because half of the forecasting game is ninety percent mental. But, it's not pollution that's harming the environment. It's all those impurities in the air and water that are doing it. However, we are prepared for an unforeseen event that may or not occur. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Bowman Warren ('59) To: Missy Keeney ('59) Thanks for the efforts in trying to arouse interest in a "get-together" during the Club 40 weekend! Hopefully there are others who are interested and will surface after your message. We will be there and hope to see you and whoever else is in the area for the festivities of Club 40. Being so far away makes it rather difficult to help with the organization but we are willing to help out when we arrive. -Linda Bowman Warren ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) AAAW! RATS, George! I was sooo looking forward to those "chunky dunk" photos! -Missy Keeney ('59) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [See 'em today at: Pappy's Puddle Pictures -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) Re: Spokane Area Bomber Lunch DATE: Sunday, July 18, 2004 COFFEE TIME: 11:30am LUNCH TIME: 12:30pm WHERE: The Chapter (Look for green & gold balloons on their sign.) ADDRESS: 105 East Mission (NE corner Ruby/Mission) PRICE: Most lunches $6.95 - $8.95 RSVP (for head count) to JAN or GARY at: All Bomber spouses and guests are welcome. Bomber cheers, -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) Re: 2004 Portland/Vancouver Bomber Picnic DATE: Saturday - August 14, 2004 TIME: TBA WHERE: Battle Ground Lake State Park DIRECTIONS: TBA RSVP: Please contact Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) if you are planning to join us so we can start a head count. All Bombers, Spouses & Friends are welcome! See you August 14! -Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) ALWAYS A BOMBER! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Reining ('64) Re: Bakersfield Bomber Lunch time once again for the Bakersfield Bomber Luncheon. DATE: Sunday, July 18, 2004 TIME: 2:00 P.M. WHERE: Coco's on Rosedale Highway DIRECTIONS: Highway 99 to Bakersfield; take the Rosedale exit; go West on Rosedale; go to Jet Way, turn left at the light, and follow the parking lot into Coco's. -Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - temps are rising - 100+ today and the next couple days. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Spudnut Shop Isn't it funny how some things stay with you all your life and they just become a part of your very existance. I think for most of us the Spudnut shop was one of those things. The short fat bald guy I hang around with that used to look like Jimmy Heidlebaugh ('65) (and still does... he looks just like his Sr. picture I tell him... )... So anyway... The "Bad Seed" as he is known in these here parts has dedicated his ride to the Spudnut Shop. When the guys asked the other Saturday morning what it was, we tried to explain... then we figured there was only one way to explain... I said: I can call just about anybody I know at home and they will be at the Spudnut Shop right now... " I think they got the message... so I'm sending a picture of the "Spudnut Racing" car with this note. -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd ('66) Re: The good & bad of fireworks from the Sandstorm of the 4th A friend of ours lost her home to fireworks in the early morning of the 4th. Everyone got out, but the home was pretty much a total loss. Tedd Cadd ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Anonymous Re: Our Own Jim Mattis ('68) Something from April: ...and also: If your computer is faster than mine, click on the photos at the bottom of the page... bottom of the next page for high and low resolution versions of the picture. HIGH resolution is FANTASTIC. One can even see the weave of the threads in their uniforms... not to mention the size tag on the flack jacket... -Anon *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/08/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff: Ken Heminger ('56WB), Sharon Panther ('57) John Northover ('59), Missy Keeney ('59) Larry Mattingly ('60), Lora Homme ('60) Patti Jones ('60), Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Marilyn Swan ('63), Gary Behymer ('64) Linda Reining ('64), Nancy Mallory ('64) Brad Upton ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Heminger ('56WB) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Enjoyed the pictures .. Just shows that the body may grow old, but the mind is forever young... -Ken Heminger ('56WB) ~ Great Falls, MT - cool and rainy with a temp of 64 ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Sharon Panther Taff ('57) Some of us were talking at R2K+4 that we wanted to go to Club 40 if no other reason than to meet George "Pappy" Swan ('59) and others who have a talent for writing clever "stuff". I enjoyed his post with pictures so I can put a face with the unique postings in the Alumni Sandstorm. Thanks, Pappy. -Sharon Panther Taff ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John R. Northover ('59) To: George "Pappy the Clam Man" Swan ('59) George - I hope there ain't no attack clams near the shore of your pond. By the way ... I sure wish I had a pond. Anyhow just wanted to make sure you knew about them thar attack clams ... Gotta watch out, they will sneak up to the surface and look for foot prints or butt dents in the sand ... If they see foot prints or butt dents ... They get their clam buddies to grab yur toes ... And pull you under. They take you down to their sand castles ... dice you up and make human chowder ... !!! I had a buddy once that had his own pond ... I went to diner at his house one night ... Came in and his wife said that Marty was out in his pond ... I went out there and all I could see was a large indentation near the shore of his pond ... Never did find him ... We just figured it was attack clams. So be careful ... Only use your pond with adult supervision ... And never point a clam gun at anything ... Unless you ready to pull the trigger!! -John R. Northover ('59) - juan the sailor living in paradise - In beautiful north of down town San Diego where the turf meets the surf, where all the women wear skimpy bikinis and have large silicone bumps, where all the men have an occasional sakitini and watch the sun set each day, and all the children are tan, blond and think they know more than they do ... I would make me a puddle in my back yard ... But I would have to wrestle my boxer, Rommel, for the best spot ... So ... Will just have to go for a sail!!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) George, George, George (as in Judy, Judy, Judy)! I may be having a senior moment but my recollection of skinny dipping was that it occurred sans clothing. I hate to point this out to you (since you are an old person and I don't wish to be disrespectful) but you are "chunky dunking" in your clothing!! I was very disappointed in your photos, but then, maybe, your intelligent and insightful wife thought better of publishing the actual photos! Not at all what I was looking forward to! -Missy Keeney ('59) ~ Home again, home again, jiggedy jig, in beautiful downtown Richland ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: 4th of July I have had a good number of personal comments about our fireworks displays over the 4th. I have been so busy getting things cleaned up and returned to our plants that I haven't read the Alumni Sandstorm until today. After 2 stretches of 36 hours with little or no sleep, climbing off and on barges and trucks, and making hurried round trips to Spokane and South Central Oregon, my body is in recovery but still a bit tired and sore. Thanks to all of you who wrote or called me. We always appreciate any comments good or not so good. We got through about 128 shows in 5 states with no one hurt, no fires, and all customers happy. I hope all of you enjoyed the 4th in the true spirit of the day. To: Patti Ahrens ('60) I hope that fire we saw at Browns Point on the 4th wasn't too close to your house. I thought it looked a bit North of you, but it was hard to tell from my angle. It looked bad even from several miles away. But it was suppressed fairly quickly for it's size. I am particularly interested if any of you were at the Federal Way fireworks display. Please contact me off this net. Nothing bad happened, I am just curious about a couple of things. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Pappy's Puddle To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Pappy, you're an inspiration! There's a depression in our driveway that's always full of water. I've cursed, complained, and plotted ways to eliminate it but no more! After seeing your pictures, I've arranged lawn furniture around it and am planning to go through the camping stuff to see if I can find an air mattress. An air hatress may be a little large but my backup plan is an inner tube. (Do they still make inner tubes?) Of course, our driveway is concrete so it's a little more upscale than yours, but there's something to be said for the old swimmin' hole, too. Ahhh, "Be one with the puddle." I can't wait! -Lora Homme Page ('60) ~ Richland - where the sun shines all the time and the feeling is lay back in the puddle. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: South Puget Sound Area/Fife luncheon No reservations necessary! If you would like you can email me you will be at the luncheon. DATE: July 11, 2004 COFFEE TIME: 11:30am LUNCH TIME: 12:30pm WHERE: Fife Bar and Grill In between Goodyear Tire and Day's Inn PHONE: (253) 922-9555 ADDRESS: 3025 Pacific Highway E., Fife, WA I-5 North, Exit 136 B (Port of Tacoma) I-5 South Exit 136 Turn left on Pacific Highway. E. PRICE: Price range $10.00 - $14.50 includes drink and tip All Bomber Spouses and Friends are welcome! Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Browns Point, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis W Johnson ('62WB) I just cannot let David Rivers' ('65) photo contribution of recent submission pass without comment. I'm not sure where he got that old geezer that's sitting in Jim Heidlebaugh's ('65) fine tubster, but it ain't Jimbo... Jim sports a beautiful mane of golden hair, is still as trim as ever with no hint of middle-age spread. That dazed look on the "driver's" face is what gives away Rivers' attempts at obfuscation and misdirection. Jim still has that steely- eyed countenance we've all come to know and respect over the years. He's MUCH taller than that curmudgeonly dude occupying the cockpit. Rivers on the other hand (you'll note that he sent NO picture of himself) is bald, all stooped over, glassy-eyed and so palsied, I'd guess someone else had to steady the camera for him. Oh... wait... that's what I look like.... never mind. Of course, if David ever DID call the Spudnut Shop on a Saturday morning, not only would the aggregate munchers respond: "David WHO??", but management would remind him that he still has a running tab there... since waybackwhen.. Your local "truth detector"... -Dennis W Johnson ('62WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) To: George "Pappy"Swan ('59) The question of the day is are you sure we're related? You are sure an exhibitionist!! And I think a little senile, too!! But those legs don't look too bad for an OLD FA*#!!!! To: The Alumni Sandstorm readership Pappy's portion of the Swan family (we jokingly call ourselves the Clampett's) that reside in Salt lake City have a good laugh over his antics in the little puddle in the drive. My youngest daughter April, upon seeing the pictures that I forwarded to her of her favorite uncle (actually her only uncle) said "Has he ever considered professional help?" I forwarded her question to him & this was his reply: "Yes, I once had an attorney help with my divorce, an electrician helped fix the furnace and find a short in the wiring. Buddy, Jeannie's (his wife) boy, a professional back hoe operator, helped to install the new drain field, and the Rotor rooter man helped by pumping the septic tank." No accolades to this man, folks, it just encourages him!! -Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) I received this letter from a young lady who graduated from Walla Walla High School in 1965. Perhaps it would help someone who might be searching for DAVE ENDERS? **** Letter from Shirley Brassard Bolman Did you by chance know Dave Enders? He was a Richland Bomber, before he transferred to WW his SR year. I know him because he and my sister dated. They actually drove to Richland graduation night (yeah! who listened to parents in those days?). They and another WW grad managed to put the car in a ditch on their way home. (No injuries, not sure about what kind of damage to the car) Boy! was my sister in trouble! She was only a sophomore at the time. **** -Gary Behymer ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Reining ('64) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) The puddle pictures were just too funny. Thanks for giving me my smile for the day! To: David Rivers ('65) "Spudnut Racing" was neat----are you going to take it to one of the next Bomber luncheons? I might have to make the trip to Las Vegas just to see it "up close and personal". OR, you could always drive it over to Bakersfield for one our luncheons. -Linda Reining ('64) ~ it was 103 here (Bakersfield) on Tuesday and supposed to be more of the same today and the next couple days!!!!!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Loved your closing statement (after your signature)! My son talks like this. I ask him what seems to me to be a simple question (maybe even a yes or no answer) and get some statement in answer that requires interpretation. I tell him he should go into politics as he can do double speak (he's not interested)! -Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Upton ('74) Hey VanPort Bombers, I guess I should have plugged this date a little sooner. I'll be back at Harvey's Comedy Club in Portland, July 13-18th. I may be able to get some comps on certain nights, email me if you wish, and we'll see what I can do. -Brad Upton ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/09/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers sent stuff: Mike Clowes ('54), John Richardson ('58) George Swan ('59), Patti Jones ('60) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Donni Clark ('63) Marilyn Swan ('63), Gary Behymer ('64) Nancy Mallory ('64), David Rivers ('65) Mike Davis ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) "Put down the clam gun and step away from the pond" To: David Rivers ('65) Will we soon see the Spudnut Racing Team logo in NASCAR, NHRA, IRL or perhaps Grandprix? Bomber Cheers, -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ~ keeping my cool in sunny and warm Albany, OR ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) Hello, Pappy Swan ('59), Larry Mattingly ('60), Patti Jones ('60), Lora Homme ('60), and all the rest of you who have been writing and talking about clams and clam guns. I remember years ago at Ivars Acres of Clams on the Seattle waterfront, hanging on the wall in the restaurant was a clam gun. Their idea of a clam gun was a shovel with the wooden handle shoved down the business end of a shotgun Well, what ever works!! Got a kick out of your swimming pool Pappy, not quite the beach at Daytona, but any port in a storm. Lora, you might want to drop a cup or two of bleach in that puddle on your driveway, I find that it keeps the water fresh.. Patti, I need your help in starting a Bomber breakfast or lunch for central Florida. I hear that you are the expert on how its done. I would appreciate any info that you can pass along to me. When I was in Richland several months ago some one told me that Hal Smith ('56) lived some where in Florida, so I looked up his email and contacted him, Turned out that he lives about four miles from me and has for the last twelve years. Maren, I want to thank you for all the time that you put in on the Sandstorm, it is a real pleasure to read every morning when I come to work. Larry, you will never change, still playing with matches Thats it for now from J.R. the Florida Beach bum -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Thanks To: Those who commented on my little puddle and my much younger sister, I say, "Thank you for the encouragement, thank you very much, thank you." It supports one of my many philosophies, "There ain't nothin' as much fun as havin' a good time!" And now, I think is a suitable time to reveal that the real George Swan is no longer with us. He was taken away by aliens some time ago and I, a much younger and more handsome alien individual, replaced him. Unfortunately, you will be unable to show proper appreciation for this phenomenon as under the alien relocation to earth program, I was placed within his aged but honored (by some earthling restaurants) exterior. When I last saw him, "Pappy", I believe you earthlings call him, was peacefully puttering in a little puddle with a fellow earthling named Marty on the far side of Kerplunkin located in the fifth galaxy past the sunset. They were muttering to each other about "dippin' and dunkin' and something that used to bite their butt dents." And, Marty was clearly heard to say, "How do we be one with the puddle when there are two of us? Get out of my puddle!" Our scientists reported no useful intelligence was detected in Pappy's mind. The Alien Artist formerly known as George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) and Lora Homme ('60) Re: Sign up for Club 40 and Puddle. Even though I haven't responded for a week I have kept up reading the Sandstorm. Keeping up with your antics keeps the laughter of the day going, "Pappy". Takes quite an actor to lay your young body down on the ground to enjoy such a small puddle. Now Lora Homme Page ('60) is joining you. I think Lora that we should pull out the old trusty dice game "Yahtzee" that we played during the time after graduation. (You calling me Pat Pat, Lora, sure brought up memories of my recovering from my toe surgery hobbling around on crutches, laughing over the silly games we played of "Yahtzee".) We can invite "Pappy" to your puddle so one of us can win. Yes, "Pappy" I goofed and didn't read to the right to see your name on the list of attendees for Club 40. I must, I must read from right to left from now on. You are owed two hugs for my goof. To: Missy Kenney ('59) Re: Fourth of July You're welcome! Come visit again soon. To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Browns Point area fire on the Fourth of July. I do know that the fire trucks went out with the usual fire siren and the truck sirens sounding soon after. Haven't heard anything about the fire. Whatever happened they must have gotten the fire out quickly. The point is constant noise with fireworks because of being in the county. There always seems to be at least one fire that starts up from someone not paying attention on the fourth. Surprising here at my home they are being set off almost all day and in eight years we have had one minor incidence when a rocket went left into a window instead of straight up. Re: Fourth of July at my place Bomber attendees were from as far away as Las Vegas, which was Leonora Hughes ('55) and her husband Bob. Mary Judd Hinz ('60) and her husband Ron came from Richland. Missy Keeney ('59) from Richland surprised us all by showing up on her way home from her trip to nurse Gus ('57). Tom Hughes ('56) (where's the pictures Tom?) spouse Agnes and granddaughter Jessica we're also here. My children and grandchildren made for a good sized group. My son Scott and son-in-law Rodger guided the grandkids through the day of setting off fireworks as usual. Setting aside time to conduct the great barbecue for dinner. The dishes of food everyone brought filled everyone. Top heavy with delicious deserts the Cherry Cheese Cake topped the desert line. Larry Mattingly's ('60) company didn't do the fireworks this year which I wondered if it would make a big difference. I could see all through the fireworks and music a big difference. Missed "Larry's Sky in Bloom". The plane with fireworks coming out of it was a gorgeous show as usual. Done by another company. We will welcome you back next year Larry. -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - where baby raccoons showed up and their eyes weren't open yet. When they appeared the second time we knew mother had died or abandoned them. Thanks to a new neighbor they are on the way to Canada where wildlife center is not too busy. They will nurse them until they are ready to go out into the wild. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: "Pappy" Swan's "at-One"-ment It really does my heart good to see the bottom of the puddle... water quality issues being what they are, these days. (My puddle, here in the Great Northwet, is, unfortunately, of a seasonal nature.) The feng zhui of sox 'n' boot placement is impeccable- but I'm guessing you had some professional help, on that score, Pappy. There are indications that this puddle is a "ford"; however, that may be of a seasonal nature, in your case. Either that, or the occasional traffic has slowed to a crawl... or (in your lucky case) is supine- or, perhaps (more precisely) has assumed supinity. I salaam your supinitous nature, sir! (which is easy, since you lie to the East of my salaamistry). Good luck with any reintroduction efforts (re the posting of your premises against gun-wielding clammers). I pismolutely concur with your Principles of Restocking (which I can see above the implication of your preferred Method of Rebooting). I am, meself, still searching for a seasonal clam that sneers at the challenges of glacial till, & will burrow to the aquifer to await our Rainy season... perhaps the rumors of the Great Saharan bent-nose species are true... (I once considered packing a few land crabs back from the outskirts of Coral Gables to introduce to Northwet lawns, but discovered that they're not very good eating... too bony). Have a great Summer, Pappy!.. & keep your shirt on. Don't listen to the ravening entreaties of that wily Keeney harridan, who, like the Sirens of old, would lure you off-course and onto the rocks. Heck, you're already There! (well, OK, gravel, maybe... same-o same-o, right?) ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: The puddle Well, Pappy, now your wittle puddle is famous! Pics and all! Now you see how many people were thinking of that little puddle. Be careful, don't fall in! Re: The fourth of July and summer days Remember those lovely summer evenings we took our picnics to the hills above the Bomber Bowl, spread out our blankets and watched the magic below and in the air above. To me they were like magic. I loved that time. Summer days and nights were sweet in West Richland. I loved the smell of freshly mowed grass, reading up in the trees that hung over our road or on a blanket on the lawn. The butterflies floated, the dragonflies snapped and the bees buzzed all around me and sometimes would light right on me or my books as they came winging by. Washing the car, mowing the lawn, or hanging out the laundry on the clothesline were all great ways to get a tan, if you wore your bathing suit. I loved those do nothing moments when you could just lay and dream and find pictures in the clouds. At night I thought nothing of throwing a blanket on the ground and sleeping under the stars. And Oh, what clear, beautiful star-studded nights we had. My dad put a picture window in our house when we built on a room and it was only a foot from the floor. On nights when I didn't sleep outside, sometimes I would get up in the middle of the night and just go and sit by that window and gaze at the stars. We had a swamp below our house that had the best polowogs and at night the songs of the crickets and frogs were amazing. Well, so much for a bit of summer nostalgia. I was blessed to find a young couple who watched my mom last week-end so I finally got a week-end with my kids and grandkids camping at June Lake. We had so much fun. Out of l0 of us our 7 year old grandson was the only one who caught 2 good sized rainbow trout. I was so happy for him and he was thrilled because he won the prize for not only the biggest fish but the only fish. We had some good laughs about the ones that got away and other fishy stories. We went to June Lake in the Sierras. Re: Beth Gibson's book I received Beth's book in the mail the other day. It is wonderful and full of pictures. I can't wait to show my Dad. Another book for those of you who are interested in the area is "Tales of Richland, White Bluffs and Hanford 1805-1943" I actually found it about l0 years ago in a West Richland gas station. It was written by Martha Berry Parker. Another book that is filled with great stories and a lot of history of the North Richland area is the John Ball School Reunion book 1948-1955 from the class reunion of 88" -Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ~ La Mirada, CA - where the days are getting warmer, my strawberries, peaches and tomatoes are doing well and this afternoon we discovered our desert tortoise, Ayla, has laid l2 eggs! Yeah! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) To: George "Pappy"Swan ('59) I've said it before, I'll say it again................. Oh, my................................. -Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Saturday July 10th is the annual all Colfax City Wide Yard Sale... plus Kiddie Parade at 11:00am! Add to that a week end baseball tournament at our 'famous' McDonald Ball Park and it adds up to a great pre-harvest weekend in downtown Colfax! Pharmaceutical drugs became a problem at Sacajawea in 1957 or so. Behind those quonset huts... behind the gym... small foil packages were traded for baseball cards & monies! Codeine? hydrocodone? No... The most parent feared drug at that time was... you guessed it... cinnamon oil used to manufacture cinnamon toothpicks! Heavy duty toothpicks... soaked for a bit in a small cylinder shaped bottle... then baked for a few minutes in the oven. Some 'free based'!!! You know... straight from the bottle without cooking them. I'm sure many a Mom treated what she thought were cankar sores that year. -Gary Behymer ('64) P.S. I visited my local area pharmacist and ordered a bottle of cinnamon oil... just in case a friend or two makes it to town for Colfax Concrete River Days. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64) Re: Puddle in the Driveway All the talk today about the puddle in the driveway got me to thinking about the one in my driveway. Tried to fill it with gravel (didn't work -- not enough). Down here in Tennessee a "puddle" like that is considered a bad thing. Those little flying, biting things (mosquitoes). Last year the news was such that you were afraid to sit outside on your lawn chairs in the evening lest you get bitten and then get sick. 'Bout decided it isn't worth the worry, where is my repellant? I want to sit in my swing outside -- oh wait a minute, it will be in the 90s today (very soggy, muggy 90s). Guess I will wait till another day to sit outside. -Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers ('65) Denny Johnson ('62 WANNA BE in all caps!) is sooooooo jealous of me he just can't stand it. I was gonna send a picture of his beater but the left front fender kept falling off from the weight of the magnetic flames he bought from JC Whitney... It is true tho that Jim Heidlebaugh ('65) has not changed a bit since the old days... in case you doubt it I'm sending a photo which you will truly believe was cut out of our Sr. Yearbook. The only difference is the little braid he has in the very back with the little beads woven into it... otherwise that little spit curl is right there on his forehead just like it used to be... Sometimes in the summer the Kero syrup runs and it kinda falls into his face but otherwise he looks just like Bobby Irwin ('63) the day he put Crisco in his hair before school.. I hate to disappoint Linda Reining ('64) but the Spudnut Racer belongs to Jim... not to me... His mom won't let him stay out past noon on Saturdays and he can never go out after the street lights are on... a trip to Bakersfield is out of the question... I on the other hand will be at Formoso for the Hot Rod Reunion as usual in October... naturally I will be deaf in both ears instead of just the right after "Cacklefest"... "I love the smell of Nitro in the morning"... Well, Denny, I'll see you Saturday morning if you don't oversleep... again! I'll try and bring the wide angle lens so I can get you and your car in a shot... -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Davis ('74) Re: Upton's Show in Portland July 13-18 Hey, call it a coincidence I guess, but the same nights that Brad Upton ('74) is performing in Portland I'll be table dancing at the Long Branch in Finley. Tough call, but take your pick, Sandstormers! -Mike Davis ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/10/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers and one Bomber funeral notice today: Dick McCoy ('45), Charlotte Dossett ('51) George Swan ('59), Lora Homme ('60) Denny Johnson ('62WB), Ed Quigley ('62) Tedd Cadd ('66), Ken Staley ('68) Jim Davis ('71) OR Linda Smith ('72) Brad Upton ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jerry Oakley ('51) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick McCoy ('45) I have returned from a our great golden wedding party at Tahoe, put on by my 5 kids, who all attended with 8 of 10 grandkids. John ('46) and Pat ('52) Frank attended as did a number of relatives from CA and AZ. A great time!! Many people, (including me and Ida's father), didn't think we'd make it this far. Ye of little faith. Actually, the fault lies in the stars and due to the Sainthood of Ida. -Dick McCoy, from he tin-can class of 1945 ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Charlotte Dossett Holden ('51) To: John Richardson ('58) Are you the little brother to Mack Richardson ('52)? -Charlotte Dossett Holden ('51) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: What? To: All who have written in about my little puddle, I dub thee officially "Pappy's Puddle Pals." I feel you all have bestowed a great honor upon me. Indeed now, I, a card carrying member of the Red Green Fan Club, know how Red must have felt when his peers supported and subscribed to his buffoonery. To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Yes, it's a Ford, in fact, two of them. Hillbilly huntin' and fishin' rigs, there is "Henry," a 1981 F-150 and a 1990 Ranger, named "Little Ricky" as in "Ranger Rick." I'm from Kansas originally, so I name all my rigs. And, my puddle is also seasonal, especially in the summer. That's when I am heavily involved in "puddle promotion" and often run the sprinkler on my combo corn and punkin patch. "Naw, don't grow 'em to eat." They're for my wife to decorate at Halloween and Thanksgiving time. Yep, I know. I am a nice guy. When I was much, much younger, before I was abducted by aliens and still in my own interior, my calling card said, "George Swan, Deep-sea diver, Sports Car Driver, Ballroom Dancer, Snappy Dresser, and a general, all-around, nice guy. Can dive for five, bend for ten -- No dive to rough, no sharks to tough!" Perhaps a bit of an exaggeration, as I never learned to dance. But I think a 2-door, '54 Chevy qualifies as a sports car and blue jeans are pretty snappy. I think the older I get the more I suffer from supinity, being an aging former super hero wannabe or a "Supinator." Now, I must maintain an absence of malice for Missy's Missives, you see, they kind of put a little spring in this ol' boy's get-along step and that ain't all bad. But, that's what sirens are supposed to do, right? Have to cogitate on it in the puddle for a while. Have a nice summer yourself and keep clam and cool in any little pool. To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Too late, being an honest, honored citizen, I must admit that I stumble and fall in the puddle quite often. Once I bought one of those fancy sets of PFD Suspenders with the automatic inflator that pops and inflates the "shspenders" if they get good and wet. Each time I stumbled and fell into the puddle, the shspenders would inflate and throw me back out bouncing like a geriatric beach ball. And, once in a heavy rain, I blew up so big that the neighbors thought I was a new giant inflatable character from the Macey's parade (or Bon Jovi/Macey's or whatever they are now). -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Supinating in the little puddle and pondering one of life's greatest questions -- WHAT? That is, when not ricocheting off the trees in my shspenders. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Clam Guns To: John Richardson ('58) Hi John, Good to hear from you; however, I haven't written anything about clam guns... until now. My one and only experience with clamming took place about 25 years ago when I visited Seattle friends who decided that I'd find chasing small shelled creatures through the sand more entertaining than going shopping downtown. (Go figure!!) We went out to some almost deserted beach where, with great delight at having the whole place to themselves, they handed me a "thingy" and told me to dig. (Are we having fun yet?) After about a half hour of sweaty, and on my part, futile digging, a man came over and said "Didn't you see the sign?" At which point we of course looked at the sign which said something about Danger and a Red Tide. We had dinner at Ivar's that night. I didn't then and don't now know or care what the thingy was. All I know is that I coulda been shopping!! Which reminds me of another trip to Seattle to visit friends. Sorry, but you brought it up. Harriet Fischer Harness Haugen ('60RIP), and AW Harness ('60) invited me to the city and I was thrilled. However, like my previously mentioned friends, they decided that, instead of shopping, what I'd really enjoy was chasing creatures through the sand! We were going to gather oysters (oystering?). I didn't even like oysters, slimy slithery gray/green globs that look like giant boogers!! Yeeeuk! I hadn't brought any grubbies, so first we had to make a trip to K-Mart, or somewhere, where I got the appropriate apparel, and off we went to the beach. But not the beach. We got out of the car and there before me for as far as the eye could see stretched a mud flat with little streams trickling through it! They handed me a bucket and a knife and said that since Harriet didn't want to get her kitchen dirty hauling oysters-in-the-shell home(!), we'd pry them open with the knife in situ and just take home the nice clean, naked oysters. Harriet found one and demonstrated the technique for me, skinning up her knuckles when the shell finally gave way, but any of you who knew Harriet know that she didn't even notice the blood running off her fingers. I noticed! I resignedly decided that I'd be a good sport and give it a try so ventured out onto the mud, trying not to splatter on my shorts, where I promptly sank up to my knees. (Are we having fun yet?) After a certain amount of slogging around I came across my prey and set to. I was hooked. To make a long story a little shorter, I got wonderfully, gloriously filthy, broke several nails, usually a real trauma since this was pre-acrylic nails days and I had to grow my own, and beat my hands to hamburger. But I had a ball and discovered that fresh deep fried oysters are one of the world's great delicacies. We went shopping the next day. Who could ask for anything more? Re: Fire Walks To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Patti, I remember the Yahtzee games but I never think of you but what I think of one of the most amazing experiences of my life which took place when you invited me to participate in a fire walk. I still can barely believe that it really happened but I have the photos to prove it. Do you still do that and it seems that you were either planning to bungy jump or had jumped the last I heard; did you? That's where I draw the line, walking on fire is one thing, but jumping off a bridge a thousand feet (or so) in the air and bouncing around up there for a lifetime is simply not going to happen! Sorry if I've let the cat out of the bag, Pat Pat, but now everyone knows that you and I are both certifiable, you more than me. Heh heh. -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) That David Rivers ('65)... what a joker... .his feeble attempts to infer that I have some sort of envy toward him fall embarrassingly flat after analysis. My boyish good looks, raffish demeanor, and suave continental charm belie his futile derogatory lamentations. I first met David in the less affluent area of downtown Las Vegas. As I was sitting in my luxury sedan, waiting patiently for the light to change, a small projectile of spittle landed on my windshield, followed promptly by a ragged sleeve, lamely attempting to smear that little bit of moisture around in some cartoonish gesture of cleaning the glass. I looked out at the disheveled creature, pitifully jerking and twitching in the throes of some undiagnosed delirium tremens and there, on the front of the sweaty, filthy ball cap shading his grizzled countenance, was a Richland Bombers embroidered patch. Realizing that this lost soul more than likely had purloined the hat, I opened the driver's window with the intention of admonishing the homeless creature about the acquisition and flagrant display of such a hallowed symbol. In his own vernacular (some form of pidgin English) he retorted that he had every right to wear this hat, having spent 7 years as a junior at that august institution. How someone could benefit from such extended educational efforts and still find himself struggling for a few paltry dollars with which to enrich the Gallo Brothers was beyond my ken. By this time, the light had turned green and the following traffic was urging me to proceed through the intersection so that they also might get on with their intended rounds. At the cacophony of horns, this tattered, broken man launched into a vituperous diatribe, replete with obscene hand gestures and unintelligible epithets. I was unable to further delve into this malingerer's situation, and was forced to leave him there in the crossroads, mumbling in his unkempt beard about some guy named SPUD that was apparently NUTS. I didn't see David again until 2 yrs later. It was at the weekly get-together of the Doughnut Delinquents, a gathering of automotive sophisticates that meets each Saturday morning in a parking lot near a donut shop. He didn't remember our earlier encounter, and I was not wont to remind him. He appeared much more presentable than he had previously. I asked some of the other erudite individuals that attend this function, and found out that he had been rescued from his life of debauchery and decadence when, by happenstance, an old acquaintance of his had moved down here from Alaska. This friend encouraged him to make something of his life - give back to the community - get some respect... but - David decided to become an attorney instead. I know that this rambling dissertation has created a modicum of ennui in some of you, but I felt that I had to respond so that the dear readers would understand from whence David's angst derives. His patent jealousy at my lofty position in life is fairly evident. I plan to remonstrate him personally the very next time I discern that he has sufficient clarity of mind to accept the debasement he so richly deserves. If any of you are familiar with this friend of his that salvaged David's life, I urge you to thank him profusely. I thank you for your patience, and willingly acknowledge that Rivers is likely one of your finest products - even if it did take him an interminable amount of time to graduate. -Denny Johnson ('62Woulda/Coulda/Shoulda) ~ Las Vegas - the land of the midnight buffet ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Quigley ('62) Re: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Has anybody besides myself, noticed the incredible similarities (looks AND humor) between George "Pappy" Swan ('59) and Red Green (of the Canadian TV comedy, "The Red Green Show)? Has anybody ever seen them together? Does Pappy have a strange affinity for duct tape? Just a couple of thoughts that might make one go, "Hmmmmmmmm. . ." And don'cha just KNOW that if "Pappy" really DID grow up in Richland, he would most certainly have dared deeper waters, thanks to Fran Rish and Jerry at the Richland pool! Just a thought for those of you who doubt his proclamation of being "The Alien Artist formerly known as George "Pappy" Swan ('59)"! And, "Pappy", do you have ANY idea of how close you came to coming up with the name of a great song, when you quoted Marty, "Get out of my puddle!"? Had you simply added "Hey you," at the start, and maybe used "Off of my cloud. . ." Soooo close, but, "No Banana!" To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Although the fireworks in Tacoma were nice this year, I missed your show, and look forward to next year, hoping you'll be doing them again. This year, here seemed to be more emphasis on quantity than anything else, and the comment that I kept hearing from the people around me on the 30th Street hill, was that we really didn't have time to appreciate one, before there was another, and that the show would have benefitted from some attention to "timing", and as any musician knows, timing is EVERYTHING! And an added benefit would be that it would make the show last longer... To: David Rivers ('65) I believe you to be the "Master of the Understatement"; having known and valued Denny Johnson ('62WB) as a good friend for many years, he actually LUSTS (!! apologies for using this word in a "family setting"... ) after the honor of being a "real" Bomber, so you should probably ease up on him a bit. And you're wrong about the magnetic flames; I'm pretty sure that I was with him the day he bought them at the funky little gas station on the right, as you drove onto the old "Green Bridge", going from Kennewick to Pasco! And c'mon... you KNOW that his beater hasn't been out of the garage since he tried to put the tri-power on it. He told me he'd been having trouble with them, but I neglected to point out that you have to hook them up to the gas line before they work! You know, the boy should keep his feet on the ground, and his head OUT of the clouds! ( :) "High", Denny!) -Ed Quigley ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd ('66) Re: Clam Guns and the Air Force When I went to Air Force Boot Camp in October 1969, they took my clam gun away. The Air Force being what it is, when they gave it back afterwards, I couldn't have any ammunition. I just had to make the clam gun sounds and hope the clams gave up on their own. -Tedd Cadd ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Staley ('68) Re: Scratching the Grey Matter These salad days of deep summer remind me of the Halcyon Days of my youth. Now that I have the opportunity to pass the old Uptown almost daily, I recall those idyllic summer days, armed with a quarter, and heading for either the GEORGE PROUT (may that grand old thing rest in peace) or, more to the point, UPTOWN THEATER and a summer matinee. So... its time to dust off the brain pan. And see how much things have changed. Yes, stores have been divided and sub-divided since our idyllic youth, but they still exist. So... scratch the grey matter and see what you can do with this. NAME THE STORES, starting from UPTOWN THEATER and going north along the JADWIN side. IS --- WAS UPTOWN 3 small screens --- UPTOWN ONE GRAND Buds and Blossoms-Thai Food Benjamins Carpets Aunt Flannys toys Christensen CPA Sam o Var Russian Tea Room ===== ALLEY ===== Tahitian Room Annie Fashions Chong Tailor Dawson Richards Neilsens Video games/CDs Vintage Treasure Music Unlimited Solarium Northwest Classic Comics Harris Business Interior ======= ALLEY ========== Laundry Schwinn Dollar Shop Creative Travel INTA Games Amber Rose Botanical JoAnn Fabrics Good Luck -Ken Staley ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: UNSIGNED... email address belongs to: Jim Davis ('71) and Linda Smith Davis ('72) Are there any Bombers out in Lexington, KY? I will be flying there Wednesday the 14th. Delta changed my flight and I will be getting in very late. Not thrilled with getting my luggage and car and driving in an unknown in the middle of the night. I have free time all Thursday til 4pm. I know there are things to see and do there, Does anyone have any suggestions. I am on forearm crutches, so long walks are not in the picture. Suggestions would be appreciated. -Unsigned ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Upton ('74) If you have to choose between watching me in Portland, or watching Mike Davis ('74) table dance in Finley, by all means watch Mike. I could never provide that many laughs. -Brad Upton ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Funeral Notice >>Nancy Lou Cloud Galloway ('55) ~ 6/8/37 - 7/5/04 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/11/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Dick McCoy ('45), Ralph Myrick ('51) John Bruntlett ('54), Lenora Hughes ('55) Missy Keeney ('59), Larry Mattingly ('60) Lora Homme ('60), Roger Gress ('61) Marilyn Swan ('63), Shirley Collings ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Bomber LUNCH Today: Class of '58 BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Rex Hunt ('53WB) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Larry Christenson ('54) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Janice Johns Burian ('61) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: John Heffner ('66) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dick McCoy ('45) Since my return from Tahoe, I have finally read all the back issues of the Alumni Sandstorm. 1.Bombers should not scuffle in the pages of the Sandstorm. 2. Maren: You cannot be expected to "censor all items", but when you do, you are usually right. One time you dumped my comments, rightfully so. -Dick McCoy, from he tin-can class of 1945 ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick ('51) I wonder if anyone from the '51ers have heard anything about Jim Gilson ('51). Last time I saw him was at his mother's funeral. He was superintendent or owned a number of Christian schools in South Yemen and there abouts. Jim was quite a character. Sure would like to know what his status would be. -Ralph Myrick ('51) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Bruntlett ('54) Re: Class of '54 Reunion Registration A big thank you to Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49) for forwarding the names of class members that have recently registered for our reunion. There are now 68 from our class that are registered. The list was updated 7/10/04 and may be found on a link from the class website: If you find any errors or omissions please contact me so they can be corrected. The 50th Reunion of the Class of '54 is now less than two months away and registration forms are available for downloading from the "Club 40" website. Even if you cannot attend, a Memory Book may be ordered using the same form for $10 plus $5 for mailing. -John Bruntlett ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) Re: Our trip to Washington We had a wonderful trip up to Washington. Saw a few friends at the Red Lion before departing for Auburn to see family up there. We attended the fireworks at Patti Jones Ahrens' ('60) place and it was wonderful. Thank you Patti for a great time. It was good to meet a couple of Bombers I hadn't previously met. The fireworks were great fun. We returned to Richland on the 8th of July to discover that Warren Briley had passed away on July 3rd. He is the father of Velma Briley Grove ('55) and three other Bomber daughters, Louise ('57), Leona ('62) and Maudine ('66). Maren. it was so good to see you again and have a nice chat. I enjoyed that immensely. Also met and chatted with Jean Armstrong Reynolds ('64), Linda Reining ('64) and Judy Willox ('61). Grabbed a hug from Harvey Irby ('64) who was just coming in as we were leaving. I am sure if we hadn't had to leave I would have seen many others that I wanted to see. We finally got back to Las Vegas late last nite. Sorry our vacation is over, but it is good to be back home again. Bomber cheers to all. -Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) I hope you know that I only tease you because you are cool and funny and a GREAT sport! Your "Sweetie" is lucky to have you. One can bring nothing greater to a marriage, friendship or relationship than a warm and wonderful sense of humor! I'm still waiting for the appropriate chunky dunking pictures, however! To: Denny Johnson ('62 Sorta) VITUPEROUS???! -Missy Keeney ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Fireworks To: Patti Ahrens ('60), Ed Quigley ('62) and all the others whose names I don't have here at home You have proved without question what I have been saying for several years. That is, that fireworks audiences in the last 3-5 years are much more discriminating about their pyro entertainment. You cannot "just get it up there" and expect them to enjoy it anymore. Your various comments regarding the Tacoma Freedom Fair display about timing, spacing, choice of music, flow of the various effects and so on, almost exactly match the Critic' that I was asked to write by one of the sponsors. I will be negotiating a contract with sponsors in the near future for the 2005 display. However, if it is decided to again go with bids containing only huge numbers of products made in an effort to "buy the market", I will again withhold our bid. We simply will not participate in pyrotechnic events that are not the slightest bit cost effective and lacking in the true elements of quality. Losing money trading numbers for style, design, and entertainment value, is not in our genre. The 2005 4th of July in Tacoma WA will be a true "world Class" event. There will be between 12 and 18 "tall ships" in Commencement Bay over that week. The possibilities for grandeur on a world scale are there. I will start this next week attempting to put together a consortium of sponsors to raise sufficient funds to stage a celebration of suitable stature to match the occasion. This would be a true World Class show, at least among the largest ever fired on the west coast. Time will tell. If there are any Bomber business people that would like to inquire about participation please contact me directly and off this net. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ from my home South of Tacoma where I have at last after years of trying, raised some dinner plate dahlias that are a foot in diameter. I finally broke down and bought a digital camera last night. Will try to get Maren some pictures. Flowers are the smiles of Mother Nature. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Seattle visit typo? I either made a typo or had a senior moment when I said my Seattle visit was 25 years ago. It was at least 35 years ago and, actually, more like 40! That's scary! But who cares? To: Tedd Cadd ('66) Re: Clam guns What kind of sound does a clam gun make? -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Roger Gress ('61) Happy Birthday to Janice Johns Burian (Classic Class of '61). -Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) & What year did you graduate kindergarten? Yes, you do suffer from supinity & a lot of other things, I might add. The original card-carrying Red Green Fan Club holder (?), that is a new one. We really are the Clampett's! It's too bad our father, rest his soul, is not still alive to witness the "coming out" of his eldest child. I can just see him now, with that tummy-shaking laughter at some of your latest antics. I thought you were pretty off the wall years ago with your off-the-wall Dirty Old Man T-shirt, (which I might add you tried to pass on to my late husband & I used it to wax the car) and your so original cavalry- looking hat turned sideways, but now a Puddle-Pusher (?). Hey, I think that is the same hat, come to think of it. You will probably try to say it is some Australian Outback hat..................... NOT. I am deleting any expletives here, after all this is the safe & sane Sandstorm! Well, guess you should have your fun, before we put you in the "home". To: Donni Clark ('63) Are you sure we can spend a weekend (Club 40) being entertained by this man? -Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) Re: From 7/1/04 TCHerald How a Richland KORD DJ was the first announcer in America to play the single called Sukiyaki by Kyu Sakamoto of Japan and is credited with helping Sakamoto become a top five Billboard artist and having the only No l Japanese song in American music history. I recall being with a group of Chief Jo kids who were dismissed from school because a bomb scare had been called in. It so happens that the radio station was playing this song, and one of the people we were with had called in the bomb scare. Don't think I'll ever forget that little story. Love that song ~ -Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) ~ Richland *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/12/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Marguerite Groff ('54), Marilynn Working ('54) Tom Hughes ('56), George Swan ('59) Larry Mattingly ('60), Bob Cross ('62) Paulette Lawson ('63WB), Charlotte Nugent ('64) Betti Avant ('69), Reunion Committee ('69) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) Thanks to John Bruntlett ('54) for posting a current list of those registered for our big 50! His list shows that there are 68 classmates registered. I found one more which makes it 69. With spouses and guests the total is 100. As I remember, we had about 309 (more or less) grads in our class. Sixty-nine doesn't look like a very large number in comparison. I will say though, we have classmates coming that have never been to a reunion - or at least not for several years. For those of you who have signed up for either Friday night or Saturday night only, be sure to check the Saturday activity schedule on the Club 40 web page: It's important that you know that on Saturday from 2:00 - 6:00 pm Class of '54 will be meeting at the new Community Center. That will be the one time it will be just us (with, of course spouses and special guests) meeting together to have fun. Jim Watts and Dona McCleary Belt ('54) will make sure you are well entertained. Check the list that John posted. If your name is not there - do something about it (like signing up). Guess that's enough badgering. We are having so much fun getting ready for the reunion, and we just want you to join us Sept. 10 - 12 so you too can have fun. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) ~ Richland - where it is still HOT!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilynn Working Highstreet ('54) To: Larry Christenson ('54) A very HAPPY BIRTHDAY to a super guy!! I know it was yesterday, but you won't mind a day late, will you? Dick and I look forward to seeing you at dinner next month. To: Classmates of our 50th reunion Reunions are precious memories. No matter how you remember things in the past. I just returned from a family reunion of my mother's side, which are held every 10 years. (will change to 5 years from now on as we are ALL getting a little older). I can't tell you how wonderful it is to see family again even tho I might not have known some of the offsprings of my aunts and uncles. I rode on a flatbed truck in the 4th of July parade in a farm town of Glendive, MT where I was born, and what a thrill! No matter what kind of reunion it is.....try to make it!! I have the pleasure (and it is a blast) of typing the bios of all you classmates from A to M! It gives me the jump on reading the memory book first. Millie Finch Gregg is typing the N to Z part of the book, and you may be hearing from one of us for clarification if we have questions. Everyone should order one of these books!! Must add...that one of our trips on the way home from Montana was to go to Mt. Rushmore and Crazy Horse in South Dakota. By all means.....go see both of them. What a patriot feeling it gives you to see those presidents' faces up on that mountain. I have pictures if anyone wants to see them. I also had my picture taken with "President Lincoln", and he kept patting me on the shoulder!! Great guy!! Travel our wonderful USA and see as many sights as possible. Cheers and love to all, -Marilynn Working Highstreet ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Hughes ('56) Re: South Puget Sound (Fife) Lunch All Bomber Lunches website On Sunday, July 11 we had our Fife luncheon and had a great time. Len ('66) and Linda Rediske made it up from Portland and it was great to see them. Mike Bradley ('61) showed up for the first time and it was great to meet and talk with him. Larry Mattingly ('60) was there to talk about all of the fireworks shows and other things and Irl French ('51) supplied his voice of wisdom in the crowd. Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) and Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49) also added to the conversations. Agnes Hughes and Jessica Blessing rounded out the group. -Tom Hughes ('56) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Whatever happened to? To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Whatever happened to AW Harness? We lived between the Huskes and the Harnesses on Hartford Street when I did time at Marcus Whitman Grade School through the second and early part of the third grades. I was a skinny little kid and AW, although a year younger than I, was much bigger. He used to beat hell out of me. Maybe I had it coming. Too far back to remember why but maybe it partially explains my bazaar behavior today. Anyway, I made a break out from Marcus Whitman and ended up at Spalding doing the rest of my time until Chief Jo. After reading about some of the past activities of you and Pat Pat, I figured it out, at some point in the past, you were both undercover CIA--GI Janes, right? To: Ed Quigley ('62) Kinda spooky? We both mention Red Green on the same day like that? And, I'm not even physic, how 'bout you? Wonder whatever happened to Harold? About the song title and trespassing on clouds -- A day late, and a few notes short - - story of me life! "Yes, we have no bananas." To: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63), AKA Myrtle Sister, my sister! I think I graduated with honors and was valedictorian of my 1946 kindergarten class in Sunnyside, WA (I hope there is no one around to disprove that -- A guy's gotta have some glory in life). I think Miss Shockley was my professor. Wonder whatever happened to her? To: Tedd Cadd ('66) Man, they took away your ammo. Must have been enough to make you clam up! Whatever happened to your gun? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA -- Where my inner self has been peering into the shallows of my placid puddle and my guess on the sound of a Clam Gun, (I know, I uttered my final word and swore not to speak of them anymore, but I'm practicing in case I ever decide to become a politician -- Send me to the home if I do) would be -- "SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUIRT or CLICK, CLICK -- CLUNK." Ah ha! Got one! Take that you bamboozling, beach, bivalve! Wonder whatever happened to all those old clam fighters. Old clam fighters never die -- they just smell that way. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Fireworks on the airplane To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Actually the fireworks on the airplane were ours. We have several aircraft using our pyro materials for air shows. The owner/pilot is Eric Beard, and the plane is a Russian Yak (54 I think) aerobatics plane. We helped Eric get started and supply his pyro materials. He did it right and got full BATF Explosives Licenses. He does over 25 daytime air shows a year all over the US including Alaska, and at many of them the night show also. The products you saw used were large fountains and large bore Roman Candles. We special order these for him. Eric operates out of Thun Field/Pierce County Airport on the So Hill of Puyallup about 5 miles from my house. Both Eric Beard and the famous Eddie Andrenie will perform night acts at the Oregon International Air Show on the night of August 13. We will supply the pyro materials and later that evening will fire the largest fireworks display in Oregon. (no word on ticket availability yet. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ From my office South of Olympia just before heading off to the So Sound Bomber lunch. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Cross ('62) Recently there has been an email being passed around titled "Why people over 35 should be dead." I got to thinking about the things that we did as kids and am thankful that I'm still among the living (so to speak). Some of the things I remember that would not be tolerated today: 1. Riding our bikes behind the mosquito fogging truck. 2. Sliding down Carmichael hill on our "weggie" shoes. 3. Hookiebodden on the local streets. 4. Playing sandlot touch (yea right) football. 5. Coming home so dirty that Mom had to wash us with a hose before letting us in the house. 6. Passing a bottle of Coke (the soft drink) around a group of friends. 7. Walking three miles to school in the snow, rain, dust storms and heat. 8. Raiding the neighbor's fruit trees in the middle of the night. 9. Swimming wherever there was water deep enough to get wet in (rivers, ponds, irrigation ditches, etc.) If my memory wasn't so bad, I'd probably remember some others. Boy, kids today can't do anything fun! -Bob Cross ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) To: Lora Homme Page Re: What kind of sound does a clam gun make? Let me guess!! For those of you living in Washington state - it makes a Puget Sound! -Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Charlotte Nugent Hardy ('64) We just returned home from our trip to Richland to see John and Valaney and our three grandchildren and to enjoy my short time at the reunion before I had to leave for California. When I had lunch with Susan Baker ('64) before the reunion on Friday, we made a stop at a craft shop so she could finish up a couple of things. She was in charge of registration and put a lot of time into making sure that everything was just right so we could all enjoy the reunion. When I got there at 4, Carol Converse Maurer ('64) and her husband were busy getting the tables arranged so we would be ready at 5. Her husband was so involved that I thought he was one of the class members until I realized he was Carol's husband. He is a super organizer and I appreciated his enthusiasm and take charge attitude. I was equally impressed with Gail Franz Poynor and the countless hours she must have spent in order to have all our packets ready and the lists for us to check off. Maren Smyth was so busy that I just had a chance to glance at her before she was off and running again. Everyone at the registration table was just super. I would like to get a copy of the video that Ray Stein made. Susan Baker told me before the reunion that it was very touching. Please email me and let me know if it is available and I'll send you the money for a copy. That was so thoughtful of you to put together the tribute. If any of you have a chance to go to the Ice Harbor Dam, the salmon are running. My grandchildren were fascinated and we spent a little over an hour there watching them go up the fish ladder and then swim through to be counted. We visited the wonderful shop that is on the way to Spokane with the homemade ice cream and great sandwiches where they have the hay rides around Halloween when you can pick out your own pumpkins. They have delicious candy there too. Later that day we went to pick some cherries. We ended up with 22 pounds of cherries and memories that took me back to when I was 7 or 8 years old. -Charlotte Nugent Hardy ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betti Avant ('69) How do to all Bombers out there. Remember a few years ago when I wrote about a giant sunflower painting that was erected in Goodland? An artist, Cameron Cross, from Canada decided to paint VanGogh's paintings and put one on each continent. Goodland, Kansas was chosen as the sight of the picture for North America. Well, I finally bought a digital camera and have been experimenting this weekend with it before I hit my reunion this coming weekend. Enjoy. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Goodland, KS ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Class of 1969 Reunion Committee Re: Reunion Notice A reminder to classmates and friends of the Class of '69. This coming weekend is our 35th reunion. It starts on Friday the 16th at 7PM at the Town Crier, then it's an all day (10AM to 10PM) get together/feed at Apollo Hall at the Richland Mobile Park (come and go as you please) and then a picnic on Sunday starting at noon in front of the new community center (the gazebo by the old wading pool) in Howard Amon park. We would like to encourage all classmates and friends of the Class of '69 to attend. If you would like a memory book (special edition on the moon....remember Neil and Buzz?........and family) and/or your planning on attending and have not registered please Email Tom Albert in order for the reunion committee to get as accurate a count as possible for this event. The cost is $10 per person attending for the feed and/or picnic and $10 for a memory book. Hope to see you there. Class of 1969 Reunion Committee *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/13/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers sent stuff: Claris Van Dusen ('48), Marguerite Groff ('54) Bill Berlin ('56), John Richardson ('58) George Swan ('59), Missy Keeney ('59) Lora Homme ('60), Patti Mathis ('60) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Judy Porter ('61) Roger Gress ('61), Denny Johnson ('62WB) John Adkins ('62), Ray Stein ('64) Tedd Cadd ('66), Monique Mangold ('80) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Lorin St. John ('55) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: John Northover ('59) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Glen Rose ('58) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Terry Klute ('63) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Claris Van Dusen Troutman ('48) Re: Sharing My Trip to Italy Greetings to all Bombers who remember me (and even to those who don't!). I'd like to share the web site my son created about our recent trip to Italy (in May). It was so totally awesome and fantastic. It was undoubtedly the very best trip of my life. It was especially interesting because we visited the Northern Italy area, which is where my maternal grandfather came from at age 18. For anyone who might be interested, please click on: Only sorry that we couldn't find the town my grandfather came from. Did lots of Internet searching, but to no avail. Oh well -- maybe some day I'll find it. I definitely want to return to that part of Italy again! Happy Bomber Cheers! -Claris Van Dusen Troutman ('48) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) To: Larry Christenson ('54) Oh My!! I have only known you since 1945 and here I am forgetting to wish you a happy birthday. Marilyn Working Highstreet ('54) has only known you since about 1946 (or thereabouts) and she beat me to it. So, here it is: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF MY "OLDEST" FRIENDS, LARRY CHRISTENSON. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) ~ Still HOT in Richland ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Berlin ('56) Re: Red Green Show, eh Whilst away in China for the past three weeks, I noted that the Red Green Show has come up, eh. One of my favorites and used to watch him back-to-back when we lived in Seattle on PBS Tacoma. Now we get it once a week on CBUT (and those call letters are real folks) in Vancouver complete with commercial ads. Red travels a lot for PBS and has been to Anchorage, AK a number of times. I met him there twice and actually have his autograph on a strip of duct tape, which is only fitting, eh. I own part of an establishment that dispenses adult beverages and when Red in town, we wrap our beer glasses with a strip of duct tape. Upon hearing of this, Red, the good Canadian that he is, stops by to sip a pint or buy a "bag of beer" as he does in Possum Lake. If you watch any movies that are filmed in Canada, one of the requirements for Film Board of Canada funding is that a certain percentage of the cast has to be Canadian. Look closely and you will see Mike, Harold, Graham Greene (the Explosives specialist) and other familiar faces. Harold, by the way, makes cameo appearances but is doing more movies and live stage in Toronto and Montreal. Re: China Not sure how hot it has been in Bomberville, but Hong Kong was running 30-33C (90F-96F) and a humidity to match. Three showers and three shirts a day stuff. Up in Guangzhou (ex-Canton) it hit 39.3C (around 106F) and it killed 11 people, all construction workers who dehydrated. North China was more moderate at 85-88F and without as much humidity. It also rained 12 inches in three hours in HK so you know what they did to the humidity? -Bill Berlin ('56) ~ Back in Anacortes, WA - where the temp is upper 70s and lower 80s and feels "real good." Dr. Dave Priebe ('57), the other half of the Richland Bomber Alumni Club, Anacortes Chapter, has been fly fishing in Newfoundland, maybe with Red Green, eh. Now he is up at his cabin in the Canadian Gulf Islands, eh, so we will have to wait for the next Anacortes Bomber Alumni Lunch and/or Beer Meeting for another week or so. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: Charlotte Dossett Holden ('51) Charlotte, In answer to your question, yes I am the younger brother to Mack Richardson ('52). You would not believe how many times that I have thought about you over the years. I used to drive my brother nuts when my friend Micky Arledge ('58) and I would sit behind the two of you at the Uptown theater on Saturday nights. He used to Beat me unmercifully and told me that if I told Mom, he would kill me.. Are you reading this Mom? You may remember me as more handsome and charming than my OLDER brother. Seriously, it is great to hear from you and hope that you and yours are doing well. My wife Katie Riggins ('60) and I live in Longwood, FL which is a bedroom community to Orlando. If you get this way please call so we can get together. Please stay in touch... To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Lora Homme Page ('60) and Myra Tadlock Gibson ('60) Happy Happy birthday!!! How old are you now? Do you recall when you, Lora, I believe Myra and I decided we would make our fortune by picking fruit for some farmer out toward Benton City? Why he hired us I will never know other than he was desperate for help. I do not recall if it was you or Lora that was up high on the ladder and started to fall, you grabbed a tree limb which promptly broke and landed flat on your back and knocked the wind out of you. We were all afraid that you had hurt yourself and about this time I saw the farmer running across the orchard. He was yelling and waving his arms and I thought that it was nice that he was concerned about you. As he got closer, we could hear what he was yelling, "My tree, My tree, You broke my tree". It was at this time we all decided in favor of a career adjustment and got the hell out of Dodge or Benton City as it were. Every girl should have something to laugh at on there birthday. Happy Birthday again, J.R. To: Any Florida Bombers out there Drop me a line at the address above so we can arrange a Bomber Luncheon. I have already heard from about five so far, so keep up the good work and keep the e-mails coming in so we get this off the ground. To: Carole Staples Emmons ('54), Lynda Brandon ('70), and Tom Coleman ('66) Carole, Lynda, and Tom, Thanks for your emails, I will be in contact as soon as this gets rolling. To: Steve Carson ('58) Steve, Drop me a line when you are headed this way, and we will be sure to get together. Re: Clam Sounds To: Lora Homme Page ('60) She's wrong, She's wrong! Washington clams do not make a Pudget Sound! Washington State clams are hardy and as we have heard in previous and very "Knowledgeable" accounts that they are feisty and will fight back. Therefore, I say to all of you who really understand. They make a "Pudgelistic Sound". So, There... I think I've had it with the clams, I'm beginning to wonder if any of us are of Sound mind, Pudget or otherwise.. Back me up on this. Pappy!! -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Idle thoughts of an idle mind To: Bob Cross ('62) I like your list and resemble those remarks. Perhaps, Number 7 could read: 7. Walking barefoot, three miles to school in the snow, rain, dust storms and heat, uphill both ways. (we gotta carry on that tradition of impressing grandkids with the stories we were told as tikes). If you will allow, I could offer the following for your list. # Dirt clod wars # Chasing carp with bow and arrow # Chasing carp with a homemade spear or pitch fork -- One swam between my legs and I made the great harpoon thrust with my trusty pitchfork and missed the fish but impaled my foot through my US Keds Tenner Shoes (fortunately with only one tine). When I got home, my dad (a former Kansas farmer and outdoorsman), after telling me how "nuts" I was for fishing with a farm implement, held me down and administered an old home remedy, pouring turpentine on my foot. The shrill screams heard all across the Lower Columbia Basin that day were mistaken for the Army launching a new secret psychological warfare missile at Camp Hanford. # Inner tubing on the rivers. When I finally got to be a big kid (in my mind) inner tubing was raised to near levels of perfection. We liked floating the Yakima River from below Horn Rapids to wherever. At first, we just floated. Then, we floated and fished. And ultimately, we "skinny floated," fished, and consumed amber beverages (toted along in those red mesh onion sacks), hanging "overboard". Over the years, the float trips gradually seemed to take longer and we did not seem to care if the fish were biting or not. On the final float (Ah ha, a possible title -- Final Float From Horn Rapids) one creative individual simply tied the cardboard container to his inner tube. Eventually, the container dissolved and cans of amber were on the loose. There followed a lot of yelling, cursing, laughing, diving and swimming about like an aquatic Easter egg hunt. I know, I "shoulda" used a better knot. The fine details of such great adventures are fading into the dust storms of time, but I think fellow members of these expeditions could have been some of my ol' growing-up buddies, Duane "Dewey" Azure ('59), Mike "Mickey" Azure (RIP), Bob and Art Minnear (all moved to Pasco at some point), Dick Nelson ('59), Ernie Trujillo ('59), Bill Byrd ('59), Stan Latin ('59), Ron Crawford ('59), Don Davis ('59), and possibly Rick Johnson ('59). Jaun the sailor man Northover ('59), were you on any of those trips with us? If not, they "shoulda" been there, 'cause it was fun and there were at least a half dozen members on each expedition. If I missed any expedition members or if I included anyone who is concerned that their past reputation might be tainted from possibly being associated with this wacko writer of bazaar tales, I humbly say, "Huh?" And, To: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) Very Good One! You made a sound decision in sounding off on the sound that a clam gun makes and you deserve to be hearing the sound of music now. I am soundly impressed. Why didn't any of the rest of us think of that one? Must be the dust in my mind. And, to Helen Cross Kirk ('62) I must express my envy for your "Little Lake." My dad and I dreamed of our own little lake that we could stock with fish and attract wildlife but Dad is long gone and fishing on the "Big Lake In The Sky" and for me a private lake is yet a dream. Your "Little Lake" was the inspiration for my "Little Puddle." Thank you. Looking through past Alumni Sandstorm issues, I noted that someone requested that you send in a picture of your "Little Lake." Did I miss it? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA - with my head in the puddle, trying to soak the dust of recent high winds from between my ears. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Watching the fireworks over Commencement Bay in Tacoma this year from Patti Jones Ahrens' ('60) place, was the first time I had ever seen the airplane with fireworks. It was amazing! All I could think of was "How do they do that??" I know, I know! Trade Secret! He's a trained professional. Don't try this at home! To: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) "Puget Sound!" That's a good one! LOL following the moan! -Missy Keeney ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) The last I heard about AW Harness was probably 20 or more years ago. He was a Lutheran minister in Yakima but I think he went to Wenatchee, or somewhere, and started a church and that's all I know. I can't speak for Patti, Pappy, but I can assure you that I am not now and never have been undercover CIA. Knowing Patti, it wouldn't surprise me to learn that she was, but the only cover I've been under has been on a bed! How did you deduce that Patti and I were "undercover CIA- -GI Janes" from games of Yahtzee, fire walks, and bungee jumping? None of those sound to me like anything that any self respecting spy would spend a lot of time doing. Was it because I said that we are "certifiable?" I don't know, do agents have to be certified like public accountants? If so, that's not exactly what I meant. You have veerry interesting thought processes, Pappy. To: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) That's great, Paulette, a Pudget Sound! I can see it now. In illustrations of Pappy's clam fighters where you would normally find "POW POW POW!" in the little cartoon balloon, you'd find "PUDGET PUDGET PUDGET!" You can see can't you, Pappy, that "squirt squirt squirt" or "click click clunk" simply don't work here. Think about it. Would Wyatt Earp pull out a weapon at the OK Corral that went squirt or, worse, click!? I don't think so! -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) This is in response to Bob Cross's entry of the 12th. One of the most daring and stupid things I did that should have killed me before I was 35 was climbing the water tower in the south end of town. Was at a slumber party at Brenda Bradley's ('60) house. We were all in our prettiest baby dolls (remember those, ladies?) Well apparently Brenda got bored and wanted to go on an adventure, so off we went ... To the water tower. It was straight up, and at the top there was a very narrow opening we had to slip thru, then a walk around the tower with rails on the side. So there we were, 5 girls, in baby dolls, making the way up the ladder from hell. Never occurred to us, or at least me, that this was not a good thing. As we were in a giggling line going up, the sound of a bull horn and bright lights stopped our ascent in it's tracks. "THIS IS THE RICHLAND POLICE DEPARTMENT, COME DOWN NOW!!" So we had to descend the ladder in baby dolls with spot lights on us from many feet down. Bet the cops wish they had stayed home that night. Lol. Nothing came of it... all went back to Brandy's and smoked or whatever we did in those days to be wicked. Just a memory. -Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) To: Bob Cross ('62) Hey, man... I did all that stuff (except Carmichael Hill-don't think I know today where Carmichael is), and: climbed basalt outcrops; explored caves; hitched rides on trains; and truly scary stuff (in retrospect), from a Parent's POV, i.e. sitting on the front fender of Woody Morgan's ('61) Merc with a shotgun while another gunner sat on the other side, rolling across the lower slopes of Red Mountain around midnight, ready to shoot ANYthing in the headlights (& my eternal "thankyou!" to Art Bruce ('61) for the time he yelled out "Don't shoot! It's a skunk!"), etc... MERCY! It's kind of a bummer that kids today don't have the opportunities to work up a sweat in as many different modalities as we once did- & I mean to include those Summer Jobs (for town/city kids) like bucking bales, hoeing mint, picking cherries, 'cots, etc. & a lot of other similar stuff. My best Summer memories include days on a farm between Connell & Kahlotus, the three incredible farm house meals every day, the shower after a day in the saddle cutting barley on a 'no cab' combine, learning about the economics as well as the farming practices (i.e. hard red wheat in 1962 brought about 1/2 what it does, today. How many OTHER staples fit that parameter?)... To: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) ARrrrggh! To: Pappy Swan ('59) As a fellow happily married to a congenitally busy Renaissance woman, it has fallen unto me to help with making brooms (and handles), making soap from scratch, resoling (and desoling) Birkenstocks, assisting with various glass bead & sculpture enterprises (I now know my way around a Minor benchburner), and spending time in the agate & jasper (& other) mines of the region, for starters (plus, I already knew how to bake bread & run a still & kill fish & prepare road-kill for family festivities); so I gotta tell you (& the world at large) that, in the pursuit of the bead jeweler's trade, it was my lot to grind, drill & dye various nacreous artifacts, including the local marine snails and clams. hence, I am a clam dyer... & clam dyers never fight, they just look that way... bon voyeur (lookin' good?) To: Betty Avant ('69) Thanks... Love the easel! (Dimensions, s'il vous plait?) ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Judy Porter Cox ('61) To: George (Pappy?) Swan ('59) My family must have followed yours all over Washington! My Mom was raised in Sunnyside and I have cousins who grew up there through high school, and still are there. Then in Richland - Hartford St. (which we have already talked about) and Tunis. We lived on Symons, Tunis, then Hartford to the same house your family vacated. This world gets smaller all the time! Just where do you live that keeps you in puddles? So do you make your own? We have plenty of puddles here and if you can't find one, just stand outside for 5 minutes and you can make your own! This morning's weather report stated 100% humidity with 94... our air conditioner runs constantly. The last I heard AW was in Wenatchee... my Dad used to be able to tell me where everyone was that grew up on that Hartford block. -Judy Porter Cox ('61) ~ Living in Texas 20 years now. Almost as long as I lived In Washington state and I was born there. I may not be a Texan but have 3 grandsons who are. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61) Re: South Puget Sound (Fife) Lunch To: Tom Hughes ('56) I was wondering if the Mike Bradley in the pictures of the luncheon is really Mike Brady ('61)? -Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) I am somewhat chagrined by my longtime friend Ed Quigley's ('62) assertion that I harbor some modicum of jealousy that I did not hang around Richland long enough to graduate from RHS. This insult, after I spent MONTHS nursing him back to health from his deadly bout with Mononucleosis (how this veritable virgin ever contracted "kissing disease" is a conundrum in itself). As stated before in my sporadic missives, I do reflect on "what might have been" had the family stayed in the Tri- Cities, but given the tremendous size of your student body compared to Clarkston High School, I doubt that I would have achieved the legendary status I enjoyed in that small town. This notoriety was, of course, enhanced by daily PA directives requesting my immediate presence in the principal's office. There are some drawbacks to being a BMOC as many of you are aware. There was the "limburger cheese on the heating plant boiler" incident... and of course, the "he laid two strips of rubber in the gym" rumor. I deny participation in any of the various pranks attributed to me, and assure you that had I attended your institution, I would have been the model of decorum and grace. To: "Pappy" - my cruciverbalist soulmate I find it BIZARRE that you admit to exhibiting bazaar behavior... do you comport yourself badly at cake sales? Also - I note that you were lamenting a recent visit to the doctor's office for your annual physic when you claimed to have parallel thought processes with Ed Q regarding his PSYCHIC abilities.... yes, I'm aware that it is gauche to point out minor errors in another's text, especially if the meaning is clear - but -I've always been a PIA... and intend to continue in that vein for some time to come. Pappy's contributions are a major treat, and his expanded stories and descriptions are a joy to read. I suppose that by now, many of you are grateful that I am not among the REAL grads...and only wish that Maren would modify the URL and fail to update me.... [HUH? -Maren] Until she does, I remain... Respectfully yours, -Denny (you can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay... but... you DOESN'T have to call me JOHNSON)'62WB ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: Class of '64 Photo Album I hope to start assembling the Photo CD Album for the Class of '64 by the end of the week. I still have plenty of room to include your pictures to be shared with your classmates if you can just get them to me...and I just completed the assembly of the music string for the CD. -John Adkins ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Stein ('64) Re: Clams When I lived on the east coast, I remember going clamming One-time. No gun, shovel or net; instead we found a mucky bottom on the intracoastal waterway and waded out at low tide. With old tennis shoes and a weight belt around our waist, we twisted our feet till we felt a clam beneath our shoes. It was like stepping on a rock. Then with a looping motion we scooped the clam from it's murky hideout (this is called 'netting the clam'). I remember filling a small cooler in No-time. So I guess you can loop, scoop, shovel or shoot the critters. Next-time I'm in Greater R-town and have some R-time during the Day-time, I would be happy to demonstrate the technique in Swan's fantastic puddle, but Pappy might get mad and this could happen: Loop 'em . . . I try a demo, Swan is malcontent, "Net no clams in aw'some day-R-time pool!" Re: Reunion When I saw the nattily dressed Gary "The General" Behymer, father of the Alumni Sandstorm, at our 40th Reunion, all I could think about was: Gary U. Behymer is a sire. "My, he buy rag!" ('My, he buy rag' is street lingo for someone who purchases nice clothes) Re: Altzheimers Several years ago I discovered that spelling words backwards was a test given to diagnose Altzheimers. I periodically like to practice for that test. -Ray Stein ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd ('66) Re: Missing Clam Gun To: George "Pappy" Swam ('59) Sad to say I lost it in Vietnam. When I got there they issued me two M-16s and took my clam gun away. Sarge said, "VC doesn't stand for Vicious Clams." Yes, I did have two M-16s while I was over there. One was kept at the barracks and one at my work site. I guess we were assured there would be no attack if I was on my way to or from work. Only the RVN army guys could carry them around the base. -Tedd Cadd ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) Re: Why is uncle Sam doing this to my baby? This is a copy of a mail I sent to Bill Wingfield ('67) as he proposed his help if needed as my daughter had to spend 6 weeks at her master course in Georgia for school this summer, as I was worrying like every mother in the world but not for what's going on right now... Do mothers have something that makes them know ... Deborah is having trouble with the immigration service in the airport in Atlanta! They want her to go back to France within 10 days or she won't be able to come to the States anymore... They are suspicious because she is staying 6 weeks at the same place and believe that she is here to work as she is having this experience through school. It's a training and has nothing to do with money. Her course master is housing her and she works in exchange that's it! Before leaving she was already scared of those guys asking you weird questions rudely to try to find out if you are something else than a tourist and if you have trouble answering, it's enough for them to send you back to your country. Of course they speak no French and expect you to perfectly understand or speak their language! During our family trip I am the one going through the questions... We heard many stories like that in France lately again French tourists not answering properly at once and being sent back for that! Deborah got stressed and cried and as he asked her why she cried, she answered because she was stressed and that was enough, if you are not trying to dissimulate something there is no reason to cry! What you have to know is that you American tourists you just go out our airports trusting that you are true tourists not experiencing this stressing scene! I'm mad, disgusted and most of all SAD for Uncle SAM, for my daughter, my family and friends in the States. If they do that to my baby I'll never come back again! Enough is enough, I'm the one fighting for your image, saying all the Americans are not that way... I JUST cannot believe it! Deborah is going back to the INS with her course master today but I'm afraid they won't even listen to them, I'm not trustful anymore... I called the French embassy and they said there is no way for them to help the INS is the only one deciding upon their good will! I know you cannot do anything about that all and I trust you feel the same way but I want you to know how Uncle Sam shows to us lately... it's scary... it's just like going in an unsafe country... BISOUS anyway, -Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) ~ Sorry for writing that way, you are still my friends but I'm not sure about coming to visit you anymore! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/14/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 21 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Dave Brusie ('51) Bill Witherup ('53), Tom Hughes ('56) George Swan ('59), Jan Bollinger ('60) Lola Heidlebaugh ('60), Lora Homme ('60) Patti Jones ('60), Tom Verellen ('60) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Helen Cross ('62), Jim Hamilton ('63), Paulette Lawson ('63WB) Rod Peterson ('63), Penny McAllister ('67) Betti Avant ('69), Brad Wear ('71) Cecily Riccobuono ('77), Mary Prindiville ('79) Monique Mangold ('80) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Thora Metcalf Ziegler ('59) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) To: Larry Mattingly ('60) and Joe Baker's son (sorry - I can't remember your first name) I attended a B Reactor Museum Association (BRMA) meeting last night and have messages for both of you. Contact me and I will let you know about the 60-year celebration. If any of you are in Richland October 9 (Saturday) - DOE/Becthel Hanford/BRMA are having a 60-year celebration for the startup of B Reactor (the reactor actually started up on September 26, 1944, but some of the higher ups had other things going on September 26). At our meeting last night everyone said to say the reactor started up - not that it went CRITICAL - that might frighten some people. -Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) - south/government Richland - HOT HOT HOT - supposed to get very close to the century mark tomorrow and Thursday (or higher). ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Brusie ('51) To: Dick McCoy ('45) Congrats to you and the Mrs.. Wow does she deserve a medal!!! Just kidding! Your Friend, -Dave Brusie ('51) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Witherup ('53) Bill Witherup ('53) is back online after 6 months when he totalled his computer in a ditch. You may write him nasty notes or applause at the above address. Bill is giving a program on the socialist Eugene V. Debs at the Green Lake Branch, Seattle Public Libraries, on July 28, 2004 6-8pm. Come and throw tomatoes or hurl right wing challenges - he is up to whatever you pitch at him. -Bill Witherup ('53) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Hughes ('56) Re: 4th of July Patti's All Bomber Lunches website We spent July 4th at Patti Jones Ahren's ('60) house at Browns Point overlooking Commencement Bay in Tacoma. We were greeted by two very cute raccoons laying in Patti's entry way. They were apparently abandoned. One of Patti's friends made arrangements to take care of them and I hear they are now happily in Canada at a shelter. Most of Patti's family showed up for a great Bar-B-Que, Patti's good friend Karen Todd, and several Bombers also made it to the festivities. My Sister, Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) and her husband Bob, were up from Las Vegas, Mary Judd Hinz ('60) made it over from West Richland with her husband, Ron. and of course my wife Agnes and granddaughter Jessica were also there. Missy Keeney ('59) came by on the way home from Arizona. It was great to see her. I did not get very many pictures but will include those that I think will interest Bombers. We all watched the fireworks at the Tacoma waterfront from Patti's yard. They were nice but not Larry Mattingly ('60) quality. We all had a great time and it was great. -Tom Hughes ('56) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Oops I am standing as tall as I can stretch my shrinking stature right behind you John Richardson ('58). And, again that is my last word on clam guns! Hey, it's getting easier. Maybe I should become a politician. But, sound mind? I thought BIZARRE was a city in Iraq where the Bazaar was held, so I better pass on bein' a businessman or a "politicker." But, I was most cereal about being physic. I had partooken of a generous helping of prunes the day I wrote that. Remember, Denny Johnson ('62WB), I am a bit older, ya know, and there is not much hope for me anymore. However, if no one else will have you, consider yourself an honorary '59er, although I have zip authority in the matter. But, I am most certain you would have fit right in on the float expeditions after a minor adjustment where we gagged you to stifle the flow of grandiose verbosity, strictly to avoid alarming the fish of course. Too bad, Tedd Cadd ('66), you probably had a collector's clam gun (Oops), starting at a value of 2 for 1, who knows what it would bring today? Hey, Ray Stein ('64), I have never tried this looping thing but I did try to scoop when I was half-looped once but I kept falling head first into the clam bucket and Myrtle wouldn't let me go with her anymore. Also, I tried to spell this message backwards but when I get halfway through it I can't remember where I started. John Browne, Jr. ('61) got any good road kill recipes? Lora Homme Page ('60), you can't fool me by trying to use clam digging as a cover for the CIA field training you were doing for beach infiltration. And, Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) was pretending to bungee jump while really training to rappel from helicopters and high places. And by the way, if AW Harness is now a minister, I should like to rewrite that statement to read "He beat the 'heck' out of me." And, thank you very much but stop peeking at my processes. Furthermore, the squirt, squirt, squirt sounds did fit most appropriately at OK Corral right after Doc Holiday (in that case looking somewhat like Val Kilmer) said, "Ah'm yer Daisy." Someone had to water him. And speaking of water and puddles, Judy Porter Cox ('61), my little puddle dried up, but only temporarily. Our house sits way back from the street in the squirrel habitat so we have a big U-shaped drive that we pretend is our lovely lane from a British movie. But since I returned to the working class this Spring I am way behind on the upkeep. The original portion of the drive was graveled but it is highly encouraged to become grass-covered lane, like the rest of it. The irrigation water was off today. Bummer! And, I was going to go try to climb the Burbank "water storage sticker- upper in the air thing" tonight in my Dr. Denton's and determine if I could see my puddle from there. Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) thanks for the idea. Bombers do have more fun. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Reeley haa, halfing grea' dithulculty thaying tha I an in tith almoth' dry pud muddle... UHhheea. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) To: John Richardson ('58) Re: Brief Summer Employment Thanks for the birthday laugh! As to how old I am, I'm the same age I've always been: two years younger than you! I can't remember which one of us girls fell off the ladder in the apricot orchard; could've been me, but my guess is Lora Homme ('60), since she was just starting through her accident-prone years at that time. I do remember the unsightly bruises from climbing the ladder with the metal bucket hanging around my neck and banging my thighs with each step. The reason that poor farmer hired us was because my grandfather kept books for his business. (Your accountant's granddaughter and her friends should be reliable employees, right?) Grandpa lost that account a year or two later when the farmer went bankrupt. No doubt one broken tree limb didn't figure prominently in that event, but I always felt kinda bad, wondering. To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: You Should Write a Book! Not only could you double for Red Green, you could be another Pat McManus! Have you ever read his hilarious accounts of outdoor sports in the Northwest? You seem to have a wealth of great material stored in your gray matter and I've no doubt you could invent plenty more to fill several books. Heck, you could probably just review old Sandstorms and get all the inspiration necessary for several sequels. As Denny Johnson ('62WB) points out, though, you will need an editor/proof-reader, and I'm sure he'd be happy to volunteer. Whatever you do, don't offer the job to Lora Homme or John Richardson: they both spell Puget with "d"!! (And I'm gonna' make darned sure that I run Spell Check before I hit Send!) To: Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) Re: Baby Doll Pajamas Yes, I remember baby dolls and I'm wondering why your mention of them and slumber parties instantly brought to mind Sharon Tate (RIP)?? She was among the girls at a slumber party held in Harriet Fischer's ('60RIP) basement (must've been '58 or '59). Sharon was such a gorgeous creature and I remember being somewhat relieved to detect one teeny, tiny flaw in her incredible good looks (no female should be that perfect!). Now, I can no longer remember which it was, but it seemed to me that in her baby doll pajamas she was just the tiniest bit either bow-legged or knock-kneed! (My apologies to Sharon's fans if that sounds blasphemous.) I also can't remember if she was (would've been) Class of '61 or '62. Given everything I can't remember, maybe all of this was just a long-ago dream--but I don't think so! [Sharon woulda been '61 -Maren] -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ in the All-America (2004) city of Spokane, where the mercury is headed into the 90s. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) Re: 2004 Portland/Vancouver Bomber Picnic DATE: Saturday - August 14, 2004 TIME: 11:00 - we'll start cooking about 12:00 noon WHERE: Battle Ground Lake State Park (Note: $5 parking fee per car DIRECTIONS: I-5 southbound: Take exit #14 I-5 northbound: Take exit #9 follow signs to city of Battle Ground. Drive to east end of town. Turn left on Grace Ave. (in front of Foodliner Grocery), and follow signs to park, approximately three miles from city of Battle Ground. FOOD: Please bring a side dish - hamburgers, hotdogs, beverages & paper goods will be provided. RSVP: Lola - so we know how many to plan for. Please mention "Bomber Picnic" in your subject line. Bring your annuals and your memories. All Bombers, Spouses & Friends are welcome! See you August 14! -Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: John Richardson ('58) OK, John, if clams make a pugilistic sound, what is it? "Pudget" sounded pretty pugilistic to me. Re: About the Benton City fruit picking incident I'm not real sure, but I'd say it must have been Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) who fell out of her tree. I remember an old expression used to describe people who aren't of "Sound" mind; it went something like this, usually in the form of a question: Are you out of your tree!? And that would be Jan. However, I knew all along that I did not have a future as a fruit picker and went to work at Skip's Drive In. Remember Skip's? Everyone hung out there anyway and I got paid 90 cents an hour for it. Margie Qualheim Haggard ('60) also worked there. One oppressively hot summer night she and I closed up. That means that we had to stay after closing and clean up the day's sticky greasy mess including wash up all the huge greasy pans down in the stifling, airless basement where it must have been 110. When we finally finished at about 2:30AM, we were so hot, sweaty, and greasy that we decided to go out to the Columbia Park Lagoon and undies dip. Do you remember that Margie? How wonderful that cool water felt! I think we can add that activity to Bob Cross' ('62) list of things that would not be tolerated today. Margie! What were we thinking!? Of course the world, at least our little corner, was a far different place then. Would that be called the "good ol' days?" -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: Lora Homme Page ('60) and George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: CIA agent now I couldn't have been one of those because I am not good at abbreviations. Yes, I have done some weird things like being a Fire walk seminar instructor (one of five women in America at one time who taught fire walking seminars). Growing up in Richland, Washington with a father taking me from the mountains to the coast every summer I was already doing weird things from a young age. Shinning across logs on the mountain streams, hiking up 6,000 feet to view Mt. Rainier from a better place (low back problem didn't allow me to get to the top of Mt. Rainier). Looking straight down a sheer cliff at the beginning of the Puyallup river. Hiking along the Grand Canyon hoping to not get vertigo while seeing all the beauty. I think there is a certificate for some thing I've done, but don't want to go drag out of the file to find out. Right now a mud puddle sounds more fun than all of what I have done. Sit and stare at Mt. Rainier sounds real good amongst my busy working days. Next viewing of nature's beauty will be in the boat tour Club 40 week- end. Let someone else do the driving and I can reflect on the '50s and all the partying on the Columbia River. I'm sure many '50s Bombers will remember the Fourth of July, summer I think 1958. To: Roger Gress ('61) Re: Mike Brady ('61) You are right it is Mike Brady ('61) who was at the Puget Sound Area South (Fife) luncheon. Tom Verellen ('60) was to meet Mike there. Mike said, "they hadn't seen each other for 41 years". We we're happy to welcome Mike there but disappointed that Tom didn't make it. Hope these two get connected. To: Larry Mattingly ('60) and Missy Keeney ('59) Re: Fireworks from the airplane Thanks for the information about the plane, Larry. You're right, Missy. It is amazing watching the airplane do it's circles with the fireworks streaming out of them. I have watched the airplane for a number of years on the Fourth. I'm always in awe. This was the first year that I had seen the plane also throw the colored fireworks out as well. Really peeked my curiosity. To: John Richardson ('58) and Mrs. Richardson Re: Reading the Sandstorm every day John and I have emailed a couple of times recently regarding his getting a luncheon going in Central Florida. He told me yesterday in his email that you read the Sandstorm every day, Mrs. Richardson. Please write some entries into the Sandstorm to tell us about your knowledge of Richland. I for one would like to hear what you have to say. Good luck on the luncheon in Central Florida, John. Date, Place and Time next. Just a reminder John **GRIN** -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - where I am finally warm. 80 today. Thought I was going to have to go back to Richland to dry out again and it's only been two weeks. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Verellen ('60) OK before I give this thing flying lessons. Anybody know anything about Backdoor-CFB virus? It has come up on my McAfee but it won't get rid of it. Trend Micro has identified it as TROJ_AGENT.J and they have a fix for it auto and manual. I got the autofix downloaded but when I try to use it the program it will run for a few seconds and then shut down ,(Windows Task Manager indicates usage of CPU is 100%). The instructions for the manual fix tool are way over my head. I haven't found any of the other security sites that offer any solution. The virus doesn't seem to be doing anything. Probably just lying there waiting for a credit card number or such, like one of those attack clams? Any help. -Tom Verellen ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Carp! Carp! To: Pappy Swan ('59) Oh, you said the "C" word, now, didn't you? As a Boy from the Wet side, my first sighting of orange lips at sunrise was enough to make me mad with the lust to KILL! (Guess I was 10 or so...) Later, as a teenager, when the Spring floods covered the old farm road paralleling The Island, my brother, Mark & I waded after carp in that roadbed, catching many with our hands & deftly tossing them up onto the socks at the base of the levee. He also got a spiny ray (yellow perch, maybe) once, and the appropriate flesh wound from an extended dorsal fin, which may have put it in his mind to make "poi". We used hand-sized stones to pound a carp into mush on a flat rock, to bake in the sun (I know... I know). The "older guys" (perhaps you were one of them) came by, sometimes, with bow & arrow (w/ spinning reel attached) & shot 'em- & they'd run! It was on one of these trips that I got into a burrow, of sorts, in the willows that had been flattened by the Spring floods. It went about 30 feet, or so- & at the end was a big, fat, bristly porcupine! I couldn't turn around & had to back out, hoping that Porky didn't decide to hurry me along... To: Dennis ("Don't call me!" JOHNSON) ('62WB) If you intend to pursue a PIA modality, you will find that those are Very Coarse Veins. My experiences reading what I writ to this xlnt publication have lead me to the conclusion that the editors' spell-checkers ROOL, eg they made "Coleman" out of "Colman" (as in "the dock from which WSDOT rules the ferry system"). Sometimes their they're's there (& sometimes it ain't...) To: Mme. Beaucour:, C'est la vie, ici... The terrorists win by doing nothing more, while our own government eats us (& everyone else) alive, to beat their collective chests & show us all how powerful & mighty "We" are (to the detriment of civility, courtesy & common sense, generally). We are still the same people that we were before, when we boarded planes with our shoes on, & the Coast Guard checked weekend boaters for life preservers, instead of riding herd on car ferries with their trusty .30 caliber deck guns ready in the bow for... emergencies, I guess. Hopefully, the light of grace will flicker in a head & heart among the minions of the INS & all will end well for you & your daughter, & others caught in this delusion of National Insecurity. That is my prayer, today. ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) First of all, I want to thank each and every one of you for the fabulous support you offered me during the trauma of my breast cancer treatment. I finished my last radiation treatment this past Monday and saw the doctor for the last time today, so I am officially cured, and given 3 months until the next check-up!! Today was the first day in ages I didn't have to have nap to get me through the day, not that I am complaining, as I realize that my trauma with the big C was mild compared to what some people have faced and endured. I do appreciate so many Bombers offering me encouragement and prayers and support throughout this whole 2+ months of treatment. Re: Fun Things I loved my cousin, Bobby's ('62) list of fun things we did as kids that we should be dead for.... I especially loved raiding the fruit trees at night walking home from swim team practices. I was telling someone about it not long ago, explaining that Richland must have been built on former orchards as almost everyone had mature fruit trees in their yards, except the ranch houses. And George "Pappy" Swan ('59) I must explain we share our little lake with 4 other families. And while we have the smallest amount of shore, we love it. Tonight I just watched a fantastic sunset that was all gold like those Sahara Desert sunset photos. Life by the lake is always relaxing listening to the birds who must love it also, and interesting as the lake is always changing with the colors of the day and the wind. I don't fish, but lots of people do, my oldest son who doesn't live with us anymore, fished all the time catching and releasing. Re: Our Schedule We will be leaving this Friday for our annual trek out west. We will start in Chicago with a family reunion on my husband's side of the family, go toward California via Colorado to see our oldest son (NAB) and then head up to Washington and eventually Bomberville. I hope to make it to the Battle Ground picnic and see some more Bombers, although since everyone in my family is a Bomber and we will be getting together I always get to see Bombers. There is a slight chance that my Japanese friend will join me in Washington for the last half of August, so I have saved John Browne's ('61) suggestions, as I'd love to show her Washington, always my favorite state. Oh, I will bring a picture of the little lake and see if Bobby ('62) can help me transmit it or I'll have to mail it to Maren, as I haven't figured out how to do that yet. -Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Hamilton ('63) It is pretty well known that the Gold Medal Class of '63 has had alumnus in "High Places". Our own Barbara Williamson [aka Jeanie Walsh] was some elected whatever in California, and John Poynor was mayor of Richland. Dewey Skaggs ('63WB) was a big deal judge back East, or so the story goes. Frank Whiteside is the incumbent Parish Boudin Monitor, down on the bayou. While channel surfing last night, I saw Jim House on the O'Reilly Factor. Seems that Number 32 has thrown his hat into the ring and is running for "Commissioner of Tides" up in Deer Park, Washington. Anyone with extra time and resources might consider volunteering for his campaign. Semper Bomberus, jimbeaux -Jim Hamilton ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Paulette Lawson Sicilia ('63WB) Re: The sound of clam guns I guess I should have mentioned that a "Puget Sound" is also one of the answers to another question I'm sure you are all dying to hear- "What noise annoys a noisy oyster?" Oh- the other answer is-"A noisy noise annoys a noisy oyster." To: Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) Your confessing to having climbed a water tower (in your jammies, no less!) reminded me that I always wondered who it was who had climbed the water tower at Torbett and Thayer and painted their (first) names. I was so impressed that anyone could be that daring! The fact that a group of girls from that sassy class of 1960 achieved such a feat just further convinces me that my sister Melanie Lawson Kohler ('60) acquired her slightly rebellious streak from that very same class! -Paulette Lawson ('63WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Rod Peterson ('63) I've always tried to live by the advice my Mother gave me years ago and that was to "never give a compliment that you don't really mean". With that in mind, I must say that I recently attended the Class of 1964 Reunion with my wife, Denise. We had a wonderful time and wish to thank Ray, Kathy, Maren, et. al., for all of their hard work and dedication. You did a wonderful job. It wouldn't have been the same without you. Also, while at the reunion, we had the good fortune to run into Bill Scott ('64), who was doing a book signing. I have just completed his novel about the California Gold Rush and highly recommend it. I have only awe and admiration for the fine job he has done and look forward to the sequels. It is a true piece of art. His book, "Angel of the Gold Rush", may be purchased through or under the author name, B. J. Scott. -Rod Peterson (Gold Medal Class of 1963) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato ('67) Re: Here's Hanford Booklet - 1944 Thought these would be interesting for people to see. It was given to you when you came to Richland ..Has a fold out map and the booklet tells about all the places there. -Penny McAllister D'Abato ('67) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Also: Hanford Construction Camp Stats -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betti Avant ('69) I have a picture to go with "Pappy's puddle". He sent me a note a while back about being from Kansas (at least he was born here). Visitors call these "plains' skyscrapers", the local grain elevators. A lot of towns, Goodland included, these are the tallest buildings in the town. Goodland, KS Skyscrapers Hope to see many fellow '69ers this weekend. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ heading home ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Wear ('71) FYI, might already have been reported. The Department of Defense announced today the death of a soldier who was supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom. Spc. Jeremiah W. Schmunk, 21, of Richland, Wash., died July 8 in Baghdad, Iraq, when his vehicle came under attack by rocket propelled grenade and small arms fire. Schmunk was assigned to the Company C, 1st Battalion, 161st Infantry Regiment, 1st Calvalry, WA Nat'l Guard, Moses Lake, WA. -Brad Wear ('71) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cecily Riccobuono McClanahan ('77) Re: Brad Upton ('74) I have been waiting for Brad to come back to the Portland area so I can catch his act. I'll be attending Friday the 16th. I'm taking a friend to the evening performance for her 47th birthday. Any other Bomber alumni is welcome to join us. -Cecily Riccobuono McClanahan ('77) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* From the new ALL Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Mary Prindiville Phelps ('79) DATE: Tuesday 07/13/2004 7:08:08pm Re: '79 Reunion (7/16-17) COMMENTS: Unable to attend this reunion, my daughter's getting married July 24th, would love to hear from old friends!! -Mary Prindiville Phelps ('79) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) Re: Deborah is safe! Finally yesterday's adventure ends up happily! I want to thank all my true friends here for their support and help, my American family, Deborah's course masters, her English teacher and the lady she met at the INS today who told her she was OK with her visa finally and apologized for having been scared by her colleagues... I may come sooner than I told you to visit all the nice Bombers wanting to show me again how great you are guys! Thousand BISOUS to all of you, -Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) ~ Freezing France *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/15/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers and 1 funeral notice today: John Richardson (58), George Swan ('59) Lora Homme ('60), Tom Verellen ('60) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Mike Brady ('61) Ed Quigley ('62), Jim House ('63) Jeff Michael ('65), Linda McKnight ('65) Bill Wingfield ('67), Monique Mangold ('80) The Cole Clan ('50, '52, '55, and '66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Twins: Judie and Jackie Cole ('63) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: George "Pappy Swan ('59) Re: Cover my back and politics! Thanks for covering my back, but now I have clam juice all over the back of my good tank top! As for going into politics, I think you would be a natural. Therefore, having graduated in 1958 and having one year upmanship on you, I dub thee Mayor of your puddle, hence forth to be known as "Puddle Pond". I can hear the trumpets playing as the "Mayor of Puddle Pond steps out to survey his domain". To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Spell Check Some say potato, some say potahhto, To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Pugilistic sound Lora, Lora, Lora, Have you never experienced the finer things in life? Art, Music, Nature, Television? Have you never seen the Batman and Robin TV show? BIF, BAM, BOP, pugilistic sounds at their best!!!! To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: Grin "Yes Dear" -John "Beach bum Richardson ('58) Longwood, FL where it will be in the nineties today, and the humidity will be higher. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Heroes To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Thank you Jan for the compliments and suggestions, and you Ed Quigley ('62) for an earlier submission about a possible look-a-like phenomenon, and others who have written personal notes. Gonna be serious for just a bit. To be included with Red Green and Pat McManus in any discussion is indeed an honor but way, way more than I rate at this point. I am working hard on the writing but I have a long way to go. Red and Pat are both heroes of mine. They both just make you feel good. Again, I believe that laughter is the ultimate medicine. I have never had the pleasure of meeting Red Green but I am a very big fan of his. I would not be so bold to say that I know Pat McManus, however I have met and spoken with him a few times in the past at his book signings and I attended a small more personal seminar on humorous writing that he conducted at Columbia Basin College a few years ago. Somewhere, I have a copy of my picture taken with him. I need to find it, frame it, and get it on the wall above this writing machine because next week I will be done working my last research project as a Fishery Biologist and I intend to try a new career. I feel a change comin' on. Some neighbors are moving and gave us their chickens. Those chickens and Rooster Cogburn and his two hens make a herd of nine. Therefore, I believe it is time to retire "once again" to my modest "Chicken Ranch" and write my memoirs. I want to try magazine articles and perhaps a book. I have submitted my first article (at the editor's request) about a Blue Grouse that bit me on the nose while posing together for a photo opportunity. Just waiting to hear on that first one. We'll see where this writing thing goes? To: John Browne Jr. ('61) I have encountered a number of Porcupines in the wilds but I was actually once chased by a Berserk Beaver along the Columbia River. I think I surprised it after a working dive when walking along a strip of wet sand near a grassy shoreline in my scuba diving gear. With a very loud "WHOP, WHOP, WHOP..." the large beaver was slapping its tail on the wet sand as it came bounding out of a narrow cut in the bank at me and narrowly missed passing right between my legs. The diving fins I was carrying flew in one direction and I virtually walked on water in the other direction in spite of the fact that I had a 20 LB weight belt and about 40 lb. of scuba tanks hanging on me. All I could momentarily picture was my dive suit and butt therein being shredded by "Bucky Beaver Teeth." Fortunately, "Bucky" went right on past, but I still won the race. Re: Spell Check I agree about the spell checkers. Can't trust 'em. They're like digital robots with a mind of their own. It checks Maren and suggests Maroon, it wants to change Bollinger to Bologna, Browne to Brownie, and Quigley to Squiggly but insists that I change Pappy to Peppy, Poppy, Puppy, Happy, Nappy, or Sappy. I'm surprised it didn't recommend "Poopy." -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA - where my little puddle remains dry. What is this thing with (actually without) our irrigation water? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) and Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) I'm not "peeking" at your processes, Pappy, I'm gaping in absolute awe! I love your malapropisms, I get it. (Is that spelled right, Jan?) I'm sorry about the squirt sound, though; Doc Holiday may have needed a lot of things but watered is not one of them. "Puget" is the Sound. (How's that, Jan?) Now about the out-of-your-tree incident, Jan. It must have been you who fell, my accidents were all spectacular and life threatening. It was you who did the Band-Aid variety. No guts. But, by golly, you could sure spell! To: Patti Mathis Wheeler ('60) I, too, remember sleeping out in baby dolls and spending the night running around town. However, climbing a water tower was sheer insanity, right up there with bungee jumping! I wonder what the officers who apprehended you thought... I'll bet it was a first for them. The most adventurous thing that we ever did was go down the street and swing on the rope with a knot in the end that hung from a huge tree in the Stratton's (Carl ('57), Don {'60RIP) and Ron ('60)) front yard. (My apologies to the other Stratton siblings but you were either enough older or younger that I didn't get to know you.) That was as close as I ever got to repelling out of anything, Pappy, I DON'T LIKE HEIGHTS! Patti is, of course, another story. I have a picture of her diving off a thousand (or so) foot bridge in perfect form. No jumping with arms and legs thrashing in terror for our Patti. Nope, perfect diving form just as though she thought she were actually going to enter the microscopic river below with hardly a splash. Shudder. Jan, whatever possessed you to go to a slumber party with the likes of Sharon Tate!? You should have stuck with me who's baby dolls revealed a host of flaws to make you feel comfortable, probably even superior. Definitely superior. -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Verellen ('60) Re: Yesterday's Virus Never mind. I finally got rid of the nasty virus. For anyone's information: Backdoor-CFB is the name given on McAfee Virus Scan mine was attached to Windows\System 32\wdm.dll (I couldn't locate this file anywhere). Computing.Net sent me to: They give a description and offer a solution AUTOMATIC REMOVAL INSTRUCTIONS which downloads a compressed file of a "fix tool" and Instructions. Decompress and store. I had to run the fix tool in "Safe Mode" (hold down f8 after computer starts and before Windows opens, use arrows and enter key to choose Safe Mode) Then run the fix tool. It will also clean TROJ_AGENT.AC From what I have seen this is a pretty new virus the overall risk rating was low but the "damage potential is High". I could see any effect from the virus but I kept thinking, "Why would someone go to all the trouble for nothing?" Aliases: Win32/Agent.j.Downloader.Trojan TrojanDownloader.Win32.Agent.j Downloader-IG.dll Trojan.Win32.Agent.21504 That's it my brain is turning to goo and will drool out my ears as I sleep tonight. If I sleep on my side it will all be gone next morning, hopefully I will sleep on my back and the goo lower than my ears will remain for the next exciting adventures with electricity. -Tom Verellen ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Recipes for Success To: Pappy Swan ('59) Everyone knows how to deal with the hen pheasant that struck a glancing blow to the windshield... so I'll get to the Meat of this recipe thingie, & make Possum Preparation Pronouncements in Public. Ok- there's a possum & it ain't squished nor bloated (maybe you just hit it, your own self). Open it down the Back, & make incisions down the outside of each leg. The tail, with its festoon of clear fat marbles, can be sliced off just North of the hindmost orifice & stapled to a nearby tree, for the delectation of suet-loving warblers. Then you sever the legsat shoulder & thigh with a skinny knife that can get into the hip & shoulder bone hollows, so you don't lose any meat. There are also feets to remove, unless you are pursuing a certain aesthetic look to the finished presentation. Also the backstraps, while not gigantic, are long- & tasty! Fillet them right offa there. The remainder can be buried under a rosebush, if you don't have turkey vultures (or a way to leave it for the local crustaceans). Now, get a dutch oven good & hot, & sear these chunkies on both sides for a minute or so. After that they all go into the pot, with 2 or 3 quarts of water, cut up carrots, onions, potatoes, whole garlic cloves, rutabagas (if ya got 'em), etc. & a little salt- or, (my own preference) a couple tablespoonsful of tamari- but I'm a bit of a purist & into the "less salt is more real flavor" philosophy. Cook until it smells too good to leave alone- but add water if you simmer it a long time (it's possible to get all caught up in some other project & space out one's culinary efforts- which is EXACTLY why a wood cookstove is Best- i.e. if you don't keep going back, it'll run out of fuel & coast to a gentle simmer on its own). Possum is SWEET- I mean it! And, it's tender- & almost all the fat went 'bye-bye' with the tail (unless you put it in the pot on purpose). I have tried mink & blue heron, but they DO something to all the fish they eat that does not translate well into a culinary opportunity... To: Jan B & Lora H It's OK to spell it "Pudget" these days... it's kinda "Fat City" around here, mostly. Gotta say, though, that it's not as "Pungent" as in days of yore- probably because the old St. Regis pulp mill in Tacoma phased out the #6 line & its vastly under-appreciated SO2 exhalations. With the loss of the Tacoma Aroma, though, we have had a kind of Realtor's Festival, both all over N. Tacoma & the old Eastside, from Brown's Point to Federal Way. From one Fourth of July to the next (at mom's on the 'old town' hillside) the mosaic of the contractor's art replaced that madrone/scrub hillside, including the gravel pit above the Hylebos waterway. We are an amazing species wherever we go... To: WildBill Witherup I've got a hernia surgery scheduled that day, & I'm afraid I'd rebust a gut watching you dodge the brickbats of the self-appointed Defenders of Capitalism who will, no doubt, swarm to this event... Ahh, hell, maybe I'll go anyhow... enough percodans & I won't even care what happens to my tummy. ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Brady ('61) No, that wasn't Mike Brady, Mike is much younger and handsome. My wife often mistakes me for Cary Grant. -Mike Brady ('61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Quigley ('62) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Don't know about that, George, but it DOES prove, once again, that fine (?) minds think alike! Actually, I thought that maybe you were plugging your own TV show, when I saw your posting... Make people curious... And be careful about your intake of prunes, or we'll be changing your middle name to "Poopy"! Very generous of you to extend the invitation to Denny, to become an "honorary '59er"; I'm sure he was overcome by the offer, and is no doubt celebrating with David Rivers ('65), in some dive on the outskirts of Las Vegas, even if it IS still before noon... It must be awful to have all that envy eating away at his insides, for all these years. To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: "Pappy"... Please, Jan, DON'T encourage the man; isn't a TV show, under an unlikely alias, enough? And I'm pretty sure that Denny has worn out his spell checker, in this last couple of issues of the Sandstorm, although I DO admit that his vocabulary seems to have grown, since graduation, although that is probably due to his lengthy association with David Rivers! To: Denny Johnson (Honorary '59er) Congratulations on your new "status", Denny; I'm sure you'll wear it with pride, although I'm not sure the other denizens of that dive will even notice... I believe that, as "Pappy" can probably verify, it does obligate you to attend the reunions, from here on out. Matter of fact, if your fabled accounts of trips to the great Northwest SHOULD be true, you and I might even be welcomed at a Bomber lunch in Fife! And as for how I contracted the "kissing disease", I'll NEVER tell (but once again, I thank you for standing by, lending moral support, during that somewhat lengthy term of tribulation)! As for the tasteless remark about my being a "veritable virgin", I'm not even going to dignify THAT with an answer! And since when have you been "respectfully" anything? :) -Ed Quigley ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim House ('63) To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Please send me a photo of Sharon Tate ('61RIP) in Baby Doll pajamas so I can help you identify the flaw. Also, put me down for a double cheeseburger at Sunday's meeting of the Spokane Clique of the Bomber Cult. I cherish the chance to hang out with the cool kids for day. To: Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) I hope your daughter's visit in the USA goes well. My visit to Paris in 1983 was enjoyable although it seemed many people were intolerant of Americans "trying" to speak French. However, everyone who wanted my money was able to speak English. I don't recall hearing anyone speaking German, thanks to America's Greatest Generation. Bomber Cheers -Jim House ('63) ~ Mead, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Hey...Bombers and Bomberettes: Once again, I was disconnected from the www for a few days. Reading the backed-up issues of the Sandstorm was a real hoot! Sounds like someone let "Pappy" into the root (beer) cellar without a responsible adult! Speaking of sounds, if a clam gun goes-off on a deserted beach... does it make a sound? (Puget, Pudget, Pugedt or whatever). So, where was I that I couldn't hook onto the Internet.. you may rightfully ask? On the road without a computer or cyber cafe' nearby. Actually, Portland. Been going there quite a bit, what with under-flying-unaccompanied-age grand kids whizzing up and down the west coast. We just don't like the prospect of a plane delay (or even a plain delay), missed connection to Pasco (there are soooo many flights daily), and the ensuing stress and hassle. You DO recall the first week of January this year? So, we drop/meet the kids at PDX. We've taken advantage of those excursions to do some stuff in the gorge, in the "big city", and that general area. One granddaughter suckered me into trekking to the top of Multnomah Falls... that was way cool. The other girl just wanted to loaf Lloyds, so my wife got that duty while I walked the dog and other stuff. I discovered a flyer about, handily located near Mt. St. Helens. So, the falls climbing, 10 year-old said "I'll jump if you do!" She had said the same thing at the dock behind the Red (Desert Inn) Lion a few days earlier. Brrrr. And she was true to her word. So... the good news? I was so deeply depressed that I jumped off a bridge! It spans a gorge with a roaring creek 191 feet below. The bad news? The bungee cord actually worked! So, the expression, "been there, did that... got the T-shirt" now applies. And... SHE DID IT, too! Even though she is my granddaughter, she has none of my blood... but quite a bit of environmental (not indecent)exposure. As for the Tall Ships... they came to San Diego a few years back. We went out on the bay in a 48' Hatteras to meet them as they arrived. It was really cool. We've also been out in the ocean with the "Star of India," a tall ship that resides in SD. Truly a kick in the ole swashbuckler. I'm certainly gonna keep my eyes peeled for that one. dj jeff Michael ('65) ~ in the All-American City of some year in the early '60s, where I can't believe I walked to and from Chief Jo in June and August heat, up-hill both ways. It's 104 today... yes, it's a dry heat... and was way drier (feels like a dryer) back in the day. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) My hubby, Denny, and I will be seeing Brad Upton ('74) at Harvey's in Portland on Thursday night. We are very excited. Harvey's bills him as "hysterically funny, and the best comic in Seattle, WA". Hope some other Bombers will be there to help us cheer him on!! -Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Wingfield ('67) To: Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) ~ Freezing France Come to Augusta, GA and stay with us... you can go visit your daughter in Atlanta. It's not freezing here. -Bill Wingfield (Blue Ribbon Class of 67) ~ Augusta, GA where there is no puddle in the driveway as it has evaporated ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) Re: U.S./Deborah final point! I want to apologize for hurting some people's feelings since I didn't mean to. There was no politic matters in all that, just a mother worrying for her daughter so far away that not much else was possible to do and spending her night doing her best to help ... I sure understand since 911 you are in war and I even understand INS job. But can't people be innocent and treated with respect till it was proven they are guilty? Aggressivity leads to aggressivity and I believe in peace and in people like you and me to work for it whatever our respective government is. In whatever country there are innocent people worth fighting for them (as peacefully as possible)! -Monique Mangold Beaucour ('80) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: The Cole Clan ('50, '52, '55, and '66) Re: July 15th Happy birthday to our sisters Judie and Jackie ('63). We're looking forward to our annual get together this fall. Love, -The "Cole Clan" Barbara ('50) Patti ('52) Karen ('55) Johnny ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Funeral Notice scanned from the TCHerald by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) >>George Stultz ~ Class of 1946 WB ~ 4/19/28 - 7/8/04 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/16/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers sent stuff: Bill Witherup ('53), George Swan ('59) Lora Homme ('60), Patti Jones ('60) Roger Gress ('61), Denny Johnson ('62WB) Ed Quigley ('62), Fred Schafer ('63) Mike Lahrman ('63), Deedee Willox ('64) Linda McKnight ('65), Tami Schuchart ('68) Bob Thorson ('69), Stu Osborn ('71) Jim Anderson ('72WB), Terry Hutson ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER LUNCH Today: Girls of '54 BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Barbara Isackson ('58) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Margo Compton ('60) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Scott Hartcorn ('67) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Witherup ('53) Re: Green Lake Library Event Anyone Seattle-side of the Cascades who might want to attend my event at the Green Lake Public Library. Hope to see some of you there; admission is free, but bring your own tomatoes. -Bill Witherup ('53), aka Wild Bill ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Puddle Power My puddle is back my puddle is back a little bit of water just sittin' in the track (Accompanied by stomping, clapping, and leg slapping around the campfire or puddle whilst accompanied by musical instruments held together and manufactured with duct tape) See, I am a big fan of Red Green's. My water is back on today -- I'm ah so happy! And, John Richardson ('58), I proudly accept the mayorship of Puddle Pond. I knew I was destined for politics. My first action is to appoint Denny Johnson (Honorary '59er, AKA '62WB) as Puddle Pond Pontificator (be there such a word). Re: Possum It sure takes will power to prepare this road kill possum when it keeps grinnin' at me. And, Jeff Michael ('65), I was once an adult but couldn't deal with the responsibility 'cause John Browne Jr. ('61) used up all the "rootabagas" in his "Pressed Possum" dish on one of the last tappings of the "Its a good thing" show before that blond lady was threatened with the big enclosure. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Power to the puddle! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: John Richardson ('58) and Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Sorry, John, we're busted. Alternative spelling is not loosely tolerated as being the result of the geographic area that you came from or the class you grew up in, as is pronunciation. It's either right or wrong and we were WRONG, in spite of what John Brown, Jr. ('61) says. But not to worry, we have Jan to keep us correct. Thanks, Jan! To answer your question, yes, I've experienced some of the finer things in life. Batman and Robin weren't the first that came to mind, but each to his own. Not to split hairs, or anything, but aren't "pugilistic" sounds such as BIFF, BAM, and BOP used to describe hitting and punching, as opposed to sounds such as BANG, POW, and PUGET used to describe the sound of weapons fire? OK, I will now follow Pappy's example and vow never to mention clam guns again. Enough is enough. My good friend and personal spell checker, Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) just pointed out to me that I said yesterday that "That was as close as I ever got to repelling." There are those who would say that I'm always repelling, but what I meant was rappelling. *Sigh* -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Skip's/Bungee jumping/Malapropisms You forgot me in the Skip's employees. Picture of me, oh dang, all revealed. Those ugly, green check capri's, topped off with the hat. Glad I don't have a picture with the exact color. Worth the short time at Skip's, as closing up at night we could cook the greatest stuff as you said. The poundage began to show in the short months I was there. Midnight hamburgers and shakes can be brutal on the figure. Then the zits followed. Sharon Tate (RIP'61) would come in to the drive up window with her current boyfriend and order a glass of a milk. Boy did she have it right from the beginning. Knew how to take care of her beauty. Yes Lora, when Bungee jumping I dove like I was diving in a huge body of water that would support me. I always wanted to dive off a big huge cliff. When I found the Bungee Zone at Naniamo (sp) Canada, I took one look at that bridge and knew I was finally going to get my wish diving. Richland's high dive was a teacher for the future but Bungee jumping beat it. My grandkids are following grandma. They are at Steamboat Rock jumping off a 30 foot cliff this week. One of my grandsons has asked me to take him Bungee jumping. Now for the subject of "malapropisms". Area you trying to awaken us older folks DNA. If so you are doing a good job. Guess I will have to start playing Scrabble again. Challenge you to an on line game Lora. Are you listening "Pappy"? Best get young real quick. I will be watching Puget Sound at Commence Bay for a weird Biologist trying to put on a wet suit swimming by my place. To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Smell of Tacoma Smell not ever to be forgotten. In my younger years I was in this area, swore I would not ever come back to Tacoma. Twenty some years later moved to Federal Way and then Browns Point. Yeah, no smell. The view here is worth every minute of living here. Now it is just diesel smell. Can put up with it because of watching the ships go in and out. The lights of Tacoma at night captivate everyone. Sure like to see you come off Vashon Island long enough to join us at the Puget Sound Area/Fife luncheon. Maybe "Pappy" can drop by while he is taking a break from his Puddle of the day. That goes for you also Ed Quigley ('62). To: Jim House ('63) Re: Sharon Tate (RIP'61) You can always go to Sharon Tate's Official website (supervised by Sharon's sister Debra) to find wonderful pictures of the "most photographed woman of the '60s. Make sure it says official website. Sharon's sister Debra supervises that it is the official site. To: dj jeff Michael ('65) Did the cops show up when you jumped off the bridge? Or did the Bungee group finally get legalized for the Bungee Zone where you jumped? To: All Bombers Don't forget your donations to our wonderful Maren whom we are working overtime lately. Thanks Maren. Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - The tugboats are colorful tonight on the still waters of Commencement Bay. Raccoons are supposed to be nocturnal, what showed up during the day today, another mama racoon and her baby. Baby was bigger so know the babies that went to Canada do not belong to this mama racoon. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Roger Gress ('61) To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Stratton's swing I remember that swing very well. When we came to Richland in 1951 we lived across the street from the Stratton's in an "A" house next to Mark Bailey {'58RIP) and we lived with a family until we got a Prefab and I can't remember what their name was. So one day I was swinging and something distracted me from the position of the swing and when I jumped for the swing it wasn't even close and I fell and broke both of my wrists. That was not a very good summer for me. -Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB/'59hon) I'd like to thank Ed Quigley ('62) for his kind words... and the use of his folks' back yard to store my T-bucket project. That assemblage of old Ford parts was finally purchased by Nelson Cook and actually became a car under the tutelage of Arvin Vanderveen (NAB). Thinking of that reminded me of how many car dudes there were in that fair city in my short post-HS tenure as a resident. Ed had a "skate" '57 Chev - cheapest heater setup they offered that year - but he had a hot rod motor and was up till midnight a couple of nights installing his Hedman Hedders (aka headers). The aforementioned Nelson Cook also owned the first GTO in town. John Bailey was king of the roost with that awesome wedge-powered Plymouth, and Arvin took a close second with his nearly new Stingray. Jim H had a great little Willys with a Chev V8, and then later a '36 Fordor with a warmed-up flattie, but the most beautiful '57 belonged to Mike Lucas - jet black, clean and straight (as was Mike). Bob Moore had a '59 Impala/348 4spd, and one of the nicest cars was Ron Tucker's '56 with a Pontiac 389 (later purchased by Steve Jensen/NAB). I remember Poynor always had something neat, but my CRS is in full bloom, and I cannot directly recall a specific vehicle. Pasco and Kennewick cars that regularly beat a path to Richland were Ron Storey's T-bucket and Chester Prudhomme's awesome '40 Ford. Chet had the first set of Cragars in the Tri-Cities. I recall leaning on our respective fenders in front of Zip's... seeing, and being seen. Impromptu drag races at Columbia Park and Horn Rapids Rd. Some guy named Cecil had a white '57... some guy named Ray had a nice green '55. I know I'm forgetting tons of cars and even more car nuts... but in defense, I only lived there about a year before heading up to Seattle and fame and fortune with Boeing. Recreational activities include the Ice Harbor runoff sluice... jumping off the railroad bridge just before the "Y", skinny-dipping amongst those little islands next to the "Y", late night splashing at the "little" pool in Columbia Park. I'm sure Heidlebaugh ('65) will deny it, but there was at least once that I recall we had been swimming in Yakima River just below the W Richland bridge, when Jim announced that we "didn't have a hair.." if we didn't drive back to town sans any clothing. Seemed like a stunning idea at the time - so with a full brace of "four-dotters" (or was it Schmidt?) having been consumed, we proceeded to cruise Uptown. While sitting at the stop sign across from George's Chevron, a lady came walking down the street toward us.. I commented that this ought to be interesting, Jim looked over and said "oh no.. that's my aunt.. I haven't seen her for awhile...". Well, my memory is a bit blurred at what transpired while Jim uncomfortably chatted with his aunt, who didn't seem at all fazed by our "au natural" stunt. We made it through the intersection, and pulled into the Chevron. Ron "Eli" Whitney ('64RIP) was on duty, walked over to say HI and immediately shunted himself back into the shop, muttering about crazy fools. I think we finally did don our attire again, and just called it a day. I can see that I have blathered on long enough. I do thank "Pappy" for bestowing honorary five-niner status on me... I always got along better with the older guys anyway. I remain... polysyllabically yours, -Denny (62WB/59hon) Johnson! ~ From Las Vegas, where we will soon be in full monsoon season and the idiots will once again attempt to traverse water that is deeper than their trucks... just for their 15 seconds of fame on national news... ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Quigley ('62) Re: Psychics... "Pappy", this is gettin' SCAREY! Twice, now, you've had something in your postings that refer to something I've said, on the SAME day that I posted, giving even more credence to your claim to "alienhood"... "doo doo doo doo!" (Twilight Zone theme!) To: Snuffy & Herkimer (Jude & Jackie Cole '63) Happy B-Day, "kids"! (and a "Hi!" to Karen and Johnny...) -Ed Quigley ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Schafer ('63) What a fun evening. If you live in the Portland/ Vancouver area you still have Friday and Saturday night to go to Harvey's Comedy Club and see Brad Upton ('74) perform. What a great show! Mr. Upton is one of the very few acts that is classy and still very funny. If Brad is ever in your area make it a point to go see him you will not regret it... and after the show Brad will chat with you and gladly sell you one of his CDs for $15.00 which is a bargain. Great job, Brad. -Fred Schafer (Gold Medal Class of '63) ~ sunny Vancouver USA where we admire our puddles, not play in them, Pappy ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Lahrman ('63) Happy Birthday Judie and Jackie Cole ('63). Best wishes, -Mike Lahrman ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) Re: Tall Ships One Tall Ship came to the Tri-Cities several years ago. It docked at Pasco and hubby and I went to the dock to watch it sail in. I was great. I really love ships, so I was delighted. They offered a dinner cruise on this Tall Ship, but it was definitely NOT in our budget. Good thing! On the dinner cruise (full of people), they were sailing on the Snake River headed into the Columbia River, under the Snake River bridge and the Railroad bridge. The RR bridge stays in the up position until there is a train to cross, then they broadcast on a certain frequency that they are lowering it. Yeah, you guessed it. The Tall Ship was on the WRONG frequency and just kept going. The RR bridge came down right on it, smashed the mast and really made a mess of it. There was, of course, an inquiry as to WHO was on the wrong frequency, but it turned out that the Tall Ship was in error. Good for the RR, but bad for the ship. After that, hubby and I called it "The Not-So Tall Ship." -Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) ~ Burbank, WA, where it's been HOT. Pappy, can I borrow your puddle? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) Re: Brad Upton ('74) in Portland Well, Denny and I just got back from Brad 's performance at Harvey's Comedy club in Portland, OR. He was absolutely awesome. We got the last two bar stools in the house, so if you are going, get their early, early, early, because they start seating people at 7:00 p.m. Brad is a so very funny!! He picked a guy out in the crowd, who was from Beaverton, and made lots of jokes about stuff in Beaverton, which I found extremely hilarious because (and I hope I don't insult Beaverton residents, but......) get real!! What kind of a city is that? They don't even have a real downtown... Nothing like Uptown and even downtown Portland. But, I digress, we had a wonderful time, and it is very neat to see a Bomber be so at ease and successful in a crowd of people where they turned people away at the door, packed house. Brad, you are superb!!! -Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tami Schuchart Keller ('68) To: Scott Hartcorn ('67) I hope you have a great birthday today!!! I was looking at the July all Bombers calendar and there was your birthday listed for the 16th and just had to drop you a birthday wish. -Tami Schuchart Keller ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Thorson ('69) Class of 1969... Corrado and Albert have a bet on how many from the class will show this weekend for our 35th reunion. Already knowing the numbers, my money is on Tom. Speaking for myself, I want to thank Tom and all involved for the hours they have put into the planning of the reunion. If you are around this weekend, even if you haven't registered, show up. We are starting at the Towne Crier at 7 P.M. I can't promise Mike Davis ('74, Brad Upton ('74) or even The Beatles for entertainment, but you will have fun. -Bob Thorson ('69) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Stu Osborn ('71) Re: Download.Ject IE 6 update Might be a good idea to take a quick peek at the link below and follow the advice there, Bombers. There's another threat looming via cyberspace -> Re: "phishing" Also there have been an increasing number of "phishing" emails reported lately where perpetrators say they are banks who need you to go to a website and update your personal information. Banks normally do not ever ask you to do this. I actually received an email from a "bank" in which I didn't have an account so it was easy to ignore but just a heads up for everyone... That's called "phishing" for account numbers, PIN numbers, etc - anything someone can use to take money from your account. Re: Hodaka motorcycles Hey Bombers! Anyone still have a Hodaka Ace 90 or 100 in their garage these days? I used to ride hopped up ones all over the desert in Richland behind the airport near the By- Pass Hiway and entered a few races on them in the late '60s to middle '70s. There's two project bikes in my garage now, a '67 Ace 90 (almost done) and a '72 Ace 100 B. (needing parts) Just wondering if anyone wants to trade parts or swap parts Hodaka sources... I would swap Hodaka websites and contacts with any other Hodaka owners out there in Bomberville if there are any. Just got back from the "Hodaka Days" 40th annual reunion in Athena, OR (where they used to import Hodaka) and man was it a blast!!! Check out the "Hodaka Days" website: -Stu Osborn ('71) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Anderson ('72WB) My brother Randy "Bo Diddley" ('70WB) died at his home Wednesday... he'd been real sick for a while. He loved his time in Richland, went I went through his keepsakes today I found his Richland Bomber football sweatshirt, he was really proud to be a Bomber football and baseball player back in the glorious George Rallis era. Any of you who knew him knew he was a great guy, with excellent driving skills and a love of shrubs. Email me if you want to know more, or if you want to know about funeral action, I don't think he'd had contact with Bomber friends for a while, he got kind of isolated in later years, but he cared about all of you he knew. -Jim "Bo Diddley Jr" Anderson ('72WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Terry Hutson Gunter ('74) Wanted to give our best wishes and our support to our niece, Adrianne Gunter (from Richland). She will be one of the 15 contestants trying out for Miss Tri-Cities, Saturday, July 17th at 7:00 pm in the Arthur E. Fuller Auditorium, Kennewick High School. All of the ladies are beautiful and talented but, of course, our thoughts and prayers go with Adrianne. Good luck and see you Saturday. Uncle Dale and Terry -Terry Hutson Gunter ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/17/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: John Bruntlett ('54), John Richardson (58) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Denny Johnson ('62WB) Dennis Hammer ('64), Ken Staley ('68) Brad Upton ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Denny Lytle ('66) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Bruntlett ('54) Re: September '54 50th & Club40 Reunions Special guests for these reunions are Gordon and Ruby Pappas. Gordon was at Columbia High School from 1949 to 1960, hence had an impact on many Bomber instrumental music groups. A photograph of Gordon and Ruby has been added to the Class '54 website. It shows them in front of a church in Duluth, MN, where they were married 58 years ago. The above mentioned photograph, a list of the 70 Class '54 registrants for the reunion and an additional 6 that have ordered memory books may be accessed from a link on the class website. -John Bruntlett ('54) ~ Cheney, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Mayor of "Puddle Pond" Pappy, I truly like your style. You haven't even been Mayor for twenty four hours and you are taking charge, making decisions and appointing Denny Johnson (Honorary 59er, AKA '62WB) as "Puddle Pond Pontificator". You are acting like a natural born politician! With you as "Mayor of Puddle Pond" and Denny as "Puddle Pond Pontificator", you two should be as happy as "Two Peas in a Pond" or is it pod? To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Busted Lora, We truly had no chance of sliding "Pudget" by Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) who obviously has the "Eyes of an Eagle". I now run all my Sandstorm letters through spell check at least ten times before I send them. (I know she is looking for a mistake right now.) I'm afraid to write your last name because my spell check tells me that it should be "Home, Homes, Homer, Homey or homed". In answer to your answer to my question, what you say is good with me. I give up, no more clam stuff. Re: One last thing everybody Hal Smith Jr. ('56) and I got together for breakfast yesterday and have decided to promote a Bomber Luncheon or Picnic for Florida. If any of you who are reading this live in Florida or even Georgia, and are interested, contact me. The get together will be held in the Orlando area. If any of you who are reading this know of any Bombers who live in Florida, please contact me with their names and I will try to reach them. Once we get a group together, we will notify everybody as to the time and place. Thanks for your help. -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) To: Pappy Swan ('59) The wildlife at the downstream end of the Island Below Hunt Point included more than water skier beach parties & the poaching exploits of Jim Badger... when I fished there in the evenings, the beaver were generally swimming around, too. I used to take my neighbor's dog, Freckles, (who was a member of the Kaiser family in the other half of our "A" house on Goethals) with me- and he would invariably head out into the river whenever the beavers showed themselves. He'd usually get about 7 or 8 feet away & the paddle-tail would slap the water, and he'd be all alone, swimming around in circles, looking for the big water rat. I finally figured out that they had holes dug into the bank, with entrances under the water. There was a place where you could hear strange noises coming out of the ground, sometimes... I think they were on the phone to the neighbors, or something... I surprised a very large fellow along Tenmile Creek on the Oregon Coast, who had come up from the creek to gnaw down a little rhubarb in a patch near a chicken house belonging to some friends of mine. I was really surprised at how close I was able to get- just a few feet away-when he finally heard (or smelled) something and turned to look my way. His eye on the side towards me was clouded- he appeared blind in that eye. Once he saw me, though, he was a regular fireball, running down to the creek and hitting the water with an incredible SPLAT! & continuing downstream & out of sight. My "closest call" was a mountain beaver, though... in the middle of a sunny day, on a farm about 10 miles from Yachats. I had just opened a gate to the road down to the hay barn when a small furry thing started up the same road, from a little swale about 100' away, near the barn. It kind of wobbled as it approached me. I stood still, assuming that it couldn't see me, & listened to it make a kind of grumbling noise (similar to the noises that I make, under my breath, when working under farm equipment). It wobbled closer & closer. It had a little gray hair around its muzzle... & I couldn't figure out what it was. It looked like it was going to run over my boot. I didn't move. When it was right next to my foot it turned into me & bit into my boot at about the ankle. I pushed it away, totally astonished that it seemed so purposeful, mostly. It turned & headed on up the hill on its original course, under the gate & across the road & disappeared into the brush up the hill, grumbling all the way. You just never know Who is having a Bad Day, do you? ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) Short contribution this time (collective sigh of relief from the teeming masses): I have ONE word for those of you wrangling over BIFF, BOP, WHAM, CLUNK, BUDDA BUDDA BUDDA, POW, etc.. that one word is: ONOMATOPOEIA P.S. Ed Q & "Professor Swan" - I noticed the same level of propinquity between you and Pappy two times in same day missives - amazing how the ethereal tendrils of genius reach out across the transcosmic depth of parallel thought and demonstrate that "great minds" do indeed, "think alike". On my way to Santa Cruz, CA today to visit my own Pappy... he's gonna be 87 this year. Lives with my sister Rita ('64) and her family. Should be delightful visit - temps there in the 70s.. and we'll actually get to see body of water larger than the sprinkler runoff puddles we get here (apologies to Pappy if I seem to be denigrating small, personal-sized pools) -Denny Johnson ('62woulda/coulda/shoulda) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Hammer ('64) Here is a neat little site, just type in your birth date in the little window and click "OK." Don't miss going down to the bottom of the page and doing it again for, "Top 40," "TV," and "The Movies." You have to re-type your birth date each time. http://www.frontiernetnet/~cdm/age1.html Re: 1964 Reunion Name badges Last weekend I went Athena, OR to reunion where I would have graduated had we not moved away. They did class of '63, '64 and '65 all at once and everyone in those classes who graduated or would have graduated from Kindergarten through High School, (well there were only about twenty- five in each graduating class). Their badges were about the same size as ours, but bigger picture and smaller lettering so you had to be really close to read them. Spouses and "would haves" only had stick-on name tags. When the pictures were taken we were asked to take them off because of the reflections. Once taken off the stick-on tags do not want to stay on. So! for day two I wore my '64 Bomber reunion name badge. Their reunion was held at the same time as the Scottish Games, much as ours was with Cool Desert Nights. I was walking through the park looking at the Clan tents when a lady who had lived in the next block came up to talk to me. I don't know if she recognized me, or if it was because our Bomber name badges were so good that she was able to read it from a distance. I may have not seen her since 1959, and certainly not since 1966. I really did not recognize anyone there by sight except for one who was my best friend through all of grade school, and he did not look at all like he did then. But I knew him instantly because he had turned into his father; just a little shorter and a little heaver. To: Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) Re: Tall Ships The tall ship that had the railroad bridge come down on it was the "Lady Washington" from I think Gray's harbor. It is the same ship that was used in an early scene on the holodeck of the starship "Enterprise" in the movie "Star Trek: Generations." In the Navy we were in port in Taiwan when the Argentine training ship "Libertad" came in. A lot of us went over there and looked around. Two of us got permission and with a crewman were allowed to climb the mainmast. I took some pictures from up there (would send one if I could find them). Showed them to someone I worked with once and was told, "you're crazy." Well, I already knew it, but it was nice to have confirmation. -Dennis Hammer ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Staley ('68) Re: Update MAJOR General Jim Mattis ('68) is now out of Iraq! Having commanded the 1st Marines there for some time, he has been awarded his third star and has taken command of the Marine Combat Development Command in Virginia! Way to go, stud! Out of Harm's Way and into a Cushy Desk Job! Congrats on that Third Star, guy. Can't think of another person I know who I'd rather see wear it! -Ken Staley ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Upton ('74) Thanks for the kind words about my shows in Portland, but what I was really hoping to read was a report on Mike Davis' ('74) table dancing in Finley. Anyone get photos? -Brad Upton ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/18/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Gus Keeney ('57), George Swan ('59) Missy Keeney ('59), Dennis Hammer ('64) Claudia Stoffel ('68WB), Mike Davis ('74) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gus Keeney ('57) Re: General Mattis To: Jim Mattis ('68) Congratulations on the third star!! You earned it. Semper Fi. Just wanted to thank you and let you know the troops here in Yuma MCAS are a great bunch of guys that we are proud to have in the community!! -Gus Keeney ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Puddle Skunks and Voice Activation To: John Richardson ('58) You don't know how much I appreciate being dubbed. Tank you veddy much John, Tank you. To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Based on your stories of the outdoor world, "You ain't no pilgrim in the woods and such, ai're ye?" And, I wonder if that Beaver babble you heard coming from underground wasn't a gathering of lady beavers at a "Quilting (or pelting) Bee?" No, you never know who is having a bad day or too good of a day. Night before last, I encountered a young, intoxicated skunk (It had been dipping freely into the fermented mulberries) the other side of Puddle Pond. I'm sorry to say, as the Mayor of Puddle Pond, I was perhaps less cordial than I should have been to the young feller or young lady (didn't get that close) and got a bit carried away with a lecture on the evils of fermented berries until that unruly juvenile turned and came straight at me. "Tweren't no Mountain Beaver yaw know, and it wasn't the concern uh bein' bitten that was bothering me." I yielded to youth. From the soapbox dock on Puddle Pond: I am concerned. Times have changed and young people have changed very much. Young folks are starting to behave all too much like "George Jetson." Remember him and all his advanced home equipment? A while back, a young feller and his wife were visiting. I rose early, as I had to go to work. I packed my lunch and filled my coffee bottle. Then, I readied the coffee pot for my guests and left them a note which read, "Coffee pot is ready -- Just push the 'On Star' button twice and speak into the coffee pot and loudly say, 'BREW NOW!'" ...I know, my sense of humor... And then, I went off to work and forgot about it. When I returned home from work, the young feller's wife couldn't wait to tell me that he had awakened her by loudly saying, "Brew Now!" She said that she asked what he was doing and nearly died laughing when he read the note to her... and then declared, "But it worked!" He later explained to me that he thought nothing of my note because his cell phone is voice activated. However, I'm really wondering now, because earlier, he had asked me to introduce him to bird hunting this fall. When I told my hunting buddy, "Cousin Buck" of this episode, he gave me a long look, raised one eyebrow and said, "We're putting guns in the hands of this man? He'll probably point the gun and yell, 'Shoot now!'" -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA -- where, Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64), you may borrow me puddle anytime (if its not in its dry cycle) but be sure to return it. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) Re: Gordon Pappas To: John Bruntlett ('54) I had Gordon Pappas for Orchestra all through high school and he has been an important influence in my life. One year he did a unit on opera for our class and he used Puccini's La Boheme. I learned to love and appreciate opera that year. He also wrote something in my annual my senior year that has carried me through out my life. He wrote "Missy, You have music in your heart! Keep singing!" I am sooo looking forward to seeing him again and it is so neat that he and his wife will be at Club 40! -Missy Keeney ('59) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Hammer ('64) Re: Website I sent a link for a neat little site yesterday, which for some reason will not work when clicked on from the Sandstorm, even though I copy and pasted from an email I had received and works fine from the email. If you put a "." between the "nets" it will work. Try it like this: Don't miss going to the bottom of the page and doing it again for "Top 40", "TV" and "The Movies." -Dennis Hammer ('64) ~ A Bomber now living in Lion country, the tiny suburb of the mighty Bomberville. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) Re: Dennis Hammer ('64) and the "neat little site"... I tried the link address you gave and all I got was "Can't Find"... stuff. I figured it out after a few trys... here is the correct one. The URL in yesterday's Sandstorm was missing a "dot". It was lots of fun to go through different years, how time flies. Thank you. -Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) ~ Colbert, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: M Davis ('74) Come on, Brad! You know better! I don't allow cameras at any of my shows. Not since those pictures of me and you showed up on the internet! M Davis ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/19/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: Mike Clowes ('54), Norma Myrick ('54) Patti Jones ('60), John Adkins ('62) Donni Clark ('63), Barb Fichter ('72) Dan O'Neal ('73) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) Re: From the friendly reminder dept. Those of you, and you know who you are, procrastinating about sending in your registrations for this year's Club 40 gathering; be reminded that prices at the door will be higher. To: Brad Upton ('74) Sorry, didn't get a chance to catch your gig in Portland. I have "heard it through the grapevine" that certain pictures taken recently in Finely have been sold to a national scandal sheet for prices higher than Maren was willing to pay for publication here. Bomber Cheers -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ~ and yes, Judi Hoff Buxton, I do know that you are coming to the Big Party. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Norma Myrick Nunamaker ('54) Re: General Mattis ('68) I was so happy to hear that General Mattis is back home. Our group just sent boxes to his unit in Iraq. I hope the boxes will go to any that are still down there from his unit. He is a true hero to us and we hope to meet him in person one day. I would like to invite all Bombers to visit our web site at so you can see our history and current events that we are involved in. Any local Bombers are encouraged to join the American Citizens Encouraging Support (ACES). The only cost is a little of your time and a heart that cares for our troops. We are not a political group, therefore no matter how you feel, supporting our troops is so very important. Hope to see a lot of you at Club 40, our class reunion '54 and all activities during the big weekend. Again I want to Thank General Mattis for his sacrifice. -Norma Myrick Nunamaker ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: Tall Ships/Lady Washington Some time during the year "Lady Washington" comes to Commencement Bay. She will be here August 31 thru September 1st this summer. It's not easy to get tickets to go on a three hour sail when she's in the Puget Sound area. If interested in a sail, call quickly. Here's the website: Lady Washington is now also known as the "Interceptor" in the "Pirates of the Caribbean" movie". Click on the "Caribbean Chronicles" on the front page. The full story of her trip to do the movie. -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point. WA - where mama raccoon and baby seem to have disappeared for now and the weather is perfect. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: Class of '64 Photo CD Album The Photo CD Album for the class of '64's 40th reunion is ready to be delivered. There are more than 250 but less than 300 pictures on the CD. The pictures were donated for sharing to the class by several of your classmates. These Photo Albums are playable on any personal computer - and most DVD players. The cost of each CD is $10.00 To get your CD send me an e-mail with your postal mailing address, and I will send you a CD by return mail, and you may send me the "ten bucks" by "return return mail" -John Adkins ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Re: Desert Tortoise To all of you Bombers out in Bomberville I have a couple of requests. My first is regarding desert tortoise. Maren had me so distraught last week. You see our tortoise laid l2 eggs and we dug them up and took them to the reptile pet store to be incubated. Now according to our factual information once turtles lay their eggs they aren't suppose to have anything more to do with them or their little ones when they hatch. But Ayla, the mother turtle, acted very forlorn. She laid on her dug up spot all day with her little head hanging down and her eyes closed. When I told Maren she wanted me to go back up to the pet store and get one egg and bury it for her again. She even suggested other things I could bury too. She almost had me in tears she made me feel so bad! [Sorry, Donni... didn't mean to make you cry... just trying to get Mama tortoise, Ayla, out of the dumps. -Maren] Seriously, is there anyone out there in Bomberville who has had any experience with desert tortoise that could enlighten me a little on their habits? Has anyone had any eggs that have hatched? Since Bombers know everything! Re: Another Baby My second request is in regards to another baby. We have a precious little foster grandbaby that is 6 months old. When our children got her they understood that she was able to be adopted but the birth mom changed her mind at the last minute. She is trying to get her back and there will be a court date on August 3rd. The baby, Emmy, is having a hard time right now, eating, sleeping and crying a lot because of the 3 visits a week and my daughter is growing very weary and heartsick over this situation. I know there are a lot of Bombers out there that believe in prayer and I am asking you if you do please pray for my daughter and her husband and this dear little one the next two weeks. If you want to know more about the situation you can e-mail me. I attached pictures of Emmy with her cousin Liam, our little fisherman! Pictures -Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [How about a picture of forlorn looking Ayla? -Maren] ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Barb Fichter Jenson ('72) Re: Mr. and Mrs. Pappas When I was 3 or 4 (EONS ago!), I went to a Musical Kindergarten (I think in the south end of Richland - WAY before Meadow Springs). The teacher was Mrs. Pappas. I remember going in a back door, then downstairs to a basement. Of course, come "recital" time, I wouldn't do anything with the "group;" I sat on my Mom's lap and did whatever it was I did. Anyone else go to Musical Kindergarten? -Barb Fichter Jenson ('72) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* From the new ALL Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Dan O'Neal ('73) DATE: Sunday 07/18/2004 2:27:08pm COMMENTS: Will be back in the Tri-Cities in August after a 26 year absence. Will be good to see the old place. -Dan O'Neal ('73) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/20/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers and 1 Bomber WB funeral notice today: Gary Persons ('57) and Jan Bollinger ('60) Suzie Gunderson ('60), Ed Quigley ('62), Cecily Riccobuono ('77) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) Re: Spokane Area Bomber Lunch All Bomber Lunches website The stars seemed crossed for Sunday's gathering of Spokane area Bombers, with numerous minor glitches in communication along the way, and then a major glitch on Friday. That's when we found out that The Chapter has adopted a "summer schedule" and doesn't open until 3:00 on weekends. We had to scramble to find another location and then advise those Bombers who had said they would be attending to come to Casey's Bar & Grill, instead of The Chapter. Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) suggested that we post notice of the change in the Sandstorm and also tape a note to the Chapter's front door. Only eight Bombers had made reservations, and with so many people out of town or entertaining out-of-towners, we really didn't expect to see any others, so decided that wasn't necessary. Well, it turned out that Patti was right! Nine of us had lunch at Casey's and four others found The Chapter closed and had lunch at I-Hop! Gloria Falls Evans' ('58) computer crashed last week so she didn't know of the location change, and Ralph Bean ('58) had been out of town until Saturday night and hadn't read all of his email. Fortunately, those two couples arrived at the closed Chapter at the same time and at least had each other for company at lunch! There had also been a communication glitch with Maren Smyth ('63/'64) and when she hadn't shown up by 12:20, we worried that she hadn't received our last email and had gone to The Chapter; however, it was just the crossed stars (a forgotten map) and a state trooper with a ticket book that combined to delay her arrival. We hope her trip home was less eventful! [It was!!! -Maren] We welcomed two new faces to our group (or "cult", as Jim House ('63) calls it): the lovely Karen Cole Correll ('55) and husband Gary, who is a '54 Ephrata grad, but definitely Bomber quality. John Bruntlett ('54) and sister Jean Bruntlett ('62) arrived from Cheney with some Chief Jo yearbooks and old photos of Frontier Days. And of course our quintessential Bombers from '63 and '64 were there, Jim House ('63) and Ray Stein ('64). Jim is handy to have around when you need someone tall enough to reach the ceiling fan chains without a ladder or chair. I didn't think Jim was THAT tall, but Ray sounded totally confident when he suggested that Jim could stop the wind above our table, and he did just that with hardly a stretch. We have a call in to the manager at The Chapter to determine for certain if the restaurant will be back on regular hours for our September meeting. If they are not, we will advise of the new location (it won't be Casey's) well in advance. -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) and Gary Persons ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Suzie Gunderson Chiles ('60) Re: Richland Visit Just returned from Richland where [my sisters], Jane & Pat ('64) and I buried our Mom's ashes in the Old Richland Cemetery, a.k.a. - Resthaven. Things have changed, but certainly not as much as I had thought. We had not been back since 1985, and we loved showing our grandchildren "our growing-up" town. Most importantly, we wanted to thank all the friends and neighbors (from our growing up years) who came to help us celebrate our Mom's life. Expressly, we thank schoolmates Marsha Lawell Hathcox ('60), Gary Ralston ('64), David Brown ('63), Janice Brown Haney (sister of David), Barbara Strunk Krueger ('62), and Richard Perry ('58), and neighbors from our childhood joining us were: Ron Hayward, Vida Brown, Oscar Strunk, and Jack Matheny. We feel so blessed with the outpouring of compassion meeting us at the cemetery on Saturday. Richland is a special place, and Richlanders are truly awesome. Rainbows and Butterflies to all, -Suzie Gunderson Chiles ('60) ~ in rural Omak, WA - where it is hot, but no where near as hot as it was in Richland last weekend. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ed Quigley ('62) To: Dan O'Neal ('73) Re: First visit in 26 years Hang on, Dan... You're in for a REAL shock! -Ed Quigley ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Cecily Riccobuono McClanahan ('77) Re: Brad Upton ('74) I'm still laughing. What a great show. For any of you who have yet to see Brad in person, if you get the chance, DO IT! You won't regret it. -Cecily Riccobuono McClanahan ('77) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Funeral Notice >>Randy Anderson ('70WB) ~ 12/23/51 - 7/14/04 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/21/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: Grace DeVincentis ('50WB), John Richardson ('58) Jan Bollinger ('60), Larry Mattingly ('60) Dennis Johnson ('62WB), Jeff Michael ('65) Patty de la Bretonne ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Phil Groff ('58) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Grace DeVincentis Spice ('50WB) I came across this picture from the Tri-City Herald in 1950. I thought some of the girls might get a kick out of seeing themselves. -Grace DeVincentis Spice ('50WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: All Bombers Re: State of Florida Bomber Luncheon or Picnic If you live in or near Florida and would like to be part of the first Florida Bomber Bash please contact John Richardson ('58) or Hal Smith, Jr. ('56). Let one of us know of your interest. If you know of a Bomber who lives in this area that may not be reading the Alumni Sandstorm or seeing this message, please contact one of us with that person's full name (including maiden name if applicable) graduation year, email if possible, and snail mail if you have that. This reunion Bash is open to all Bombers, their families and friends. At this time we do not have a time or place scheduled as we are trying to find what type of interest we have. The luncheon or picnic will most likely be held in the early fall which will give us time for planning and preparation. At this time we have names, email addresses, and some phone numbers for sixteen Florida Bombers including that of Gene Conley ('48). Please contact us if you wish to be included or know of someone that should be included. We want to make this as big as possible. For those of you who have already emailed us information about yourselves as well as friends that live in this area, we appreciate your efforts and we thank you. Bombers have fun, we always have!!! Bomber Cheers, -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) [NOTE from Maren: This story was a "forward" that came from Jan to me. I asked her if I could put the pictures in the Sandstorm and she said yes. What follows is the text that came with the original "forward".] "One of the mom's at ebus sent these pictures. She has a friend who found the fawn under her step (they think the doe might have been hit by a car). Her Ridgeback dog is helping look after it. The family named the fawn Bella. Once she has regained her strength (she was not in good shape when the family found her) they are going to send her to some friends who (in the past) raised two orphan deer and released them to the wild. Right now she is being bottle fed. Their dog (Hogan) has basically taken over. The fawn even shares his bed. Jan's Fawn pictures -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Bomber Wedding Opening my mail a couple of weeks ago I found a wedding invitation. After many years as a bachelor, my brother Mike Mattingly ('77) is getting married this weekend in a small private ceremony in Snohomish. So I will dig out a dress shirt, slacks and tie and polish up the wing tips. I have not met Pamela yet but she sounds like a great match for him. He is living in the Redmond, WA area. He is teaching private music lessons, playing music at night around Puget Sound and also does some private corporate gigs in other regions of the US. Best wishes to Michael and Pam for a long and happy marriage. He is a Sandstorm subscriber. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -Larry Mattingly ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) I think that I shall ever muddle about the beauty of a puddle A drop of water, then two accrete and slowly grow just off the street... Sprinklers help, as do the drains, to grow this wonder o'er the stains of countless cars that have been parked, to drip and ooze their fluids dark... a small depression is where it starts, and slowly creeps to other parts, the surface tension keeps it whole, while heat works hard to steal its soul... but none can stop relentless growth, this shimmering plain too small for boats. and as the evening stars appear, the scintillation beckons near.... a man steps out from twilight shadows, abandoning the green grass meadows, to touch his toe into the water, and share the reflection of celestial matter... Poems are simple things to are toys and chocolate cake, While others sat in quiet fuddle...Pappy Swan has made a puddle With apologies to Joyce Kilmer... -Denny ("pond"ificator extraordinaire) Johnson ('62WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Bomber Bits Hey...Bombers and Bomberettes: As a sometimes sailor/power boat driver, I sure had to chuckle over the demasting of a tall-ship by the Pasco Railroad bridge. I would have laughed out loud, except it is really a sad thing to happen. But so weird! While I was in San Diego, there were occasions when water craft events would just make you say Hmmmm. Like those guys who read the part of the book that said sail boats have the right-of-way over a power boat. They missed the exceptions (there are numerous) and would challenge the US Navy and cruise boats in the channel! I'd prefer to be safe/sane than sunk! Some things just don't stop quickly (Speed 2) and can't turn into water too shallow for their craft. I gave that bridge quite a look as I went tooling to Burbank last weekend. Thank you for the tale, Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64). To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) I don't know the background on the jump zone I was in, but there were no cops. They do it regularly. The web address is KC, the jump master, owns the 5 acres of dirt and the bridge. The forestry people pay to cross the bridge. The road is clearly marked and locked except when being used. It sure was a rush!! If there are other crazy Bombers out there, I can get you a discount if we go together. They mostly jump on weekends. To: Dennis Hammer ('64) The little web address is way cool, especially for a guy in my line of work. I'm adding that to my birthday party planning for clients. Thank you! To: Pappy Swan ('59) Oh, Pappy, better add some water to Puddle Pond... smoothe thunderboats are coming [to the Tri-Cities] this weekend! [] I've seen them in Seattle (before Richland was on the tour) and on Mission Bay in San Diego. It's gonna be really cool to see them "at home." The mechanic that used to build piston motors for Chuck Muncie and others, is the same guy that built the motors that my skipper has in his 85', vintage 1945, Air Rescue Vessel. The guy's name is Chuck Daigh and he still has a shop in Costa Mesa. Now there's an old salt! Many of the cast aluminum parts on the motors were Chuck's own design and have his name in block letters in the cast (like Edelbrook, etc). It's neat to be attached to something with that much history. smooth jeff Michael ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) Are you sure the musical kindergarten teacher wasn't Ila Mae White? She taught a musical kindergarten out of her home for a few years, too. -Patty de la Bretonne ('65) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/22/04 Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: Phil Belcher ('51), Bill Witherup ('53) Gus Keeney ('57), George Swan ('59) Larry Mattingly ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61) John Adkins ('62) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAYS Today: Chuck Crawley ('67) Paula Vinther Case ('69) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Phil Belcher ('51) Re: Lady Washington When the tall ship Lady Washington came up river that year, my wife, Terri, and a friend took a ride from The Dalles to Arlington which took nearly 14 hours. As they passed the museum at Maryhill the ship fired a salute from a two-pound cannon on the bow. The women enjoyed the trip and the crew, who sang old sea songs as they worked. The trip cost $100 and was worth every cent of it they said. We watched her come back down river through the locks at The Dalles dam and she looked very forlorn. The captain said that she most likely would never come back up river. -Phil Belcher ('51) ~ Prosser, WA ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Bill Witherup ('53) Does anyone else remember the Army trailer camp at Pasco, 1944; that is, the trailers were all olive brown color? Our family lived there from June 1944 - Sept 1944, until a prefab was available on Snow Avenue. My father was a good keeper of photos, but we had no photos from that time. I think cameras may have been verboten at this camp. Anyhow, it was my first experience of the 'wild west'. I learned to swim in the rickety wooden camp swimming pool jutting out into the river, and almost drowned in the big sucking current beyond the wooden square. John Browne ('61) has christened me with the moniker "Wild Bill" so I sign off as, -Wild Bill Witherup, Class of '53 ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Gus Keeney ('57) My shoulder surgery went, well, not as well as we expected. The damage was far worse than the doctors could see with the scans. Good Old Doctor Peare hung in there and did all the repairs needed and I am on my way to recovery. It feels like it'll never get well now but I know that's only temporary. Yeah Missy, I know I'm a wimp when it comes to MY pain!! Thanks for all the notes of encouragement. More later, 'cause I'm still a little groggy. -Gus Keeney ('57) ~ in Yuma where it was only 106 today!! ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: My Deer Puddle Pals To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Thanks for sharing the Deer/Doggie pictures. That is the second time that I have heard of Ridgeway dogs lately; but, I know nothing of them. Hogan looks very similar (in the face) to my blond shadow and companion, my yellow lab, Darby. The pictures become a feeling that just wraps around the viewer with that warm and loving feeling. And, I am left wondering why, in this day and age of "civilization", humans of different backgrounds can't overcome those differences and share a little love? But, then I remind myself that all dogs are not "good dogs". Puppies and babies seem to be born with an initial goodness in their hearts. From that point on, that innate goodness is either nurtured or destroyed by "bad-dog" elders. Sorry, just a reflection from Puddle Pond. To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) My Deer Denny ('pond'ificator extraordinaire), you indeed belong to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, well at least to the "extraordinaries". I am considering framing your delightful poem; which, by the way, needs a title (perhaps, "The Beauty Of A Puddle"), and hanging it on either the old Peach Tree or the Elderberry Bush. You know, it could rest upon a tiny version of Betti Avant's ('69) Kansas Easel but then it might be forever stained from "drips and oozes of fluid dark or inadvertently kicked over by a stumbling old geezer from the twilight shadows." Now I know why we didn't hear from you for a few days -- you were creating! My excuse is that Monday was my last day among the working class (once again). And, any free time was spent sitting and staring at the puddle and wondering, "What now?" My forever, "much younger than me sister", Marilyn "Swan" Beddo ('63), suggested that I might have created a monster when I first wrote of my "Little Puddle". It appears she's right. Where will it take us on this fun ride? To: Jeff Michael ('65) My all-time favorites were the boats with the Allison aircraft engines because I have always loved and fantasized about flying the WW-II fighter planes with those engines. Nothing sounds like a P-51 Mustang flashing by. Not sure but I think Rolls-Royces were also used or traded on British and American fighters [51's used R-R engines -ed.]. Don't know about the boats, all I know is I loved the roar. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA -- Where I am overwhelmed with past due yard work. ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Taking pictures I have agonized over buying a digital camera for three years. I have a Minolta 700 SLR with several lenses including a 300 MM Telephoto. I have taken some fantastic pictures with it. But film is becoming a bit cumbersome for what I want. We have a five-year-old digital Olympus here at the company and it is OK but old tech at this point. Besides, my partner and I always seem to want it at the same time. Last month I read a review in PC magazine of the new Optio MX by Pentax. Just before the 4th they had just received and were unpacking them at Costco. They were priced at less then $400 and included not only the 16 MB card but a 128 MB card. I wiped the drool off my chin and ended my agony by tapping my savings and bought one. It has endless features and will take 20 minutes or more of digital video and a gazillion pictures with the 1024 card. I have sent the Lady Maren six pictures of my first efforts: three of my monster Dahlias and a couple of some test shells we fired. If any of you are looking for a digital camera have a look at it. Even at my low skill level its versatility and quality of results in photography amazes me. "Flowers are the smiles of mother nature" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) Re: Puddle Pontifications To: "Don' Call Me" Johnson ('62WB) Thy doggerel was scintillating; ampersand you hardly kept us waiting (or was it "heartily kept us wading"?)... To: Pappy [Swan ('59)] I cannot yield my "pilgrim" status too soon -- or else someone is sure to expect somp'n of me. When the "grand mal(aise)" of social epilepsy (caused by leaving home w/o a clue) had finished washing over me, it was 1969 ampersand the sex, drugs, ampersand rock'n'roll went dancing off by its ownself -- leaving me under an apple tree in Hood River (like previous novices have openly discussed) flat on me back on top of a ladder with a bag o' fruit on me stummick. Went to live in a schoolhouse on the Oregon coast, ampersand my "hands-on" training truly commenced there when, in a fit of pique over a .38 cent overcharge, I took the wires off the house ampersand sent the meter packin' too -- ampersand my Education began at that point. Four kids ampersand 12 years later the power came back on; but, by then it was too late -- I was spoiled, as far a civil society was concerned. Have managed to 'get by' on this 'n' that -- pretty much all the dead-end jobs of the former extractive economy (eg., cutting wood all kinds of ways, from shakebolts ampersand portable sawmills ampersand logging the ocean beaches to cutting spruce blanks for guitar tops ampersand carving stock; killing fish ampersand crabs; gyppo sawmilling; pursuing metallic scraps; mechanicing; planting trees; hunting mushrooms; making fermented ampersand distilled libations; custom canning ampersand smoking a variety of fish ampersand game animals; and often just playing the part of a 'guided muscle' here ampersand there), "regular" work somehow eluded me (or vice-versa), beyond the calling of Parenthood, which is a Most Regular kind of Work, being steeped, as it is, in a certain joyful satisfaction, laced with astonishment ampersand (occ scary) self-revelations. So, "Pilgrim" is a pretty good description ... I'll hold onto that, if it's OK with you -- especially if there's a place in your Puddledom for pilgrims. I'd be humbly honored to grace a spot like that .... ^..^ -JHBrowne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ********************************************************* ********************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: Class of '64 Photo CD album The Photo CD Album for the Class of '64's 40th reunion is ready to be delivered. There are more than 250 -- but less than 300 -- pictures on the CD. The pictures were donated for sharing to the class by several of your classmates. These photo albums are playable on any personal computer -- and most DVD players. The cost of each CD is $10.00. To get you CD send me an e-mail with your postal mailing address, and I will send you a CD by return mail, and you may send me the "ten bucks" by "return return mail". -John Adkins ('62) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/23/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff: Bill Witherup ('53), John Richardson ('58) George Swan ('59), Patti Jones ('60) Larry Mattingly ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Dennis Johnson ('62WB), Denny Damschen ('62) Carol Converse ('64), Deedee Willox ('64) Gary Behymer ('64), Scott Hartcorn ('67) Lynn-Marie Hatcher ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Agnes Hughes (BBA-Bomber By Adoption) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Peggy Adair ('72) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Witherup ('53) Thanks to Denny Damschen ('62) for getting back to me about Pasco's trailer camp, and he had three photos, which I couldn't open up, but sister Sandra ('59) can. I thought I would share a little bit more of my trailer experience, for the reading public. I think the trailers may have had air conditioning, but I do remember it was one hot sucker in June-July-August. My mother had three of us to contend with: me (age 9); sister Sandra (3) and Mervyn Jr. (aka Lucky 1 year) and there was one in the oven, not the outside enviro, but mother was carrying Constance, born in Richland, Kadlec (1945). I think my dad was working days then; later he got transferred to shift work. I remember an old dirt road down to the store in Pasco, where we could walk for a cold bottle of cider, or, for a dime, watch westerns or brave soldiers fight the Japs in propaganda war movies. Because of the heat, the dirt road became like fine, hot, ochre flour, and I used to like squelching my toes in it. There was an abandoned gravel pit on the way to the store, full of tumble weeds, etc. Once I heard what I thought was a duckling quacking, and I must have had shoes on then, because went down into the dish, pushed aside a tumbleweed to retrieve my duckling, and there was ol brer rattlesnake, set to strike - rattle quack rattle quack. Must have read it somewhere in a pulp magazine, but it was not my time to go, so I backed up ve-ry care-fully and slowly and made my exit, thank you Mr. Rattlesnake (or miss) for not flinging yourself at me. Another story. On the way back one day from the cold cider spout, a tramp materialized out of high noon; despite the heat, had an old black overcoat on, and perhaps a battered hat. Was probably a pedophile. He asked where I was from, our family, and I said "Kansas City." He then sang me a little ditty, which I did not get at the time, being a young and innocent 9 year old, but it stuck with me. Here it is verbatim I had a girl in Kansas City Gave ten cents to see her ti**y One was white, one was black I wish I had my money back well, I escaped ole Brer Rattlesnake and Mr. Pedophile, my luck was with me at Pasco Camp (making a literary reference here to, was it Bret Harte's "The Luck of Roaring Camp"?. Another adventure. The young revolutionary. Camp stoves were fired by kerosene, which were in drums outside the bathhouse, or? Some bright kid got the idea that if you stick rags in these, light the rags, they make nice flaming bombs. Well, we burnt up a whole field of tumble weeds, could have smoked the whole camp, and were we dressed down by the fire department and our parents. -Billy Witherup ('53) ~ My aunts used to torture me with, "Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy"? ******************************************************* ****************************************************** >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: All Bombers Re: Florida Bomber Luncheon John Richardson ('58) and Hal Smith, Jr. ('56) are planning an all Florida Bomber Luncheon or picnic this fall. Anyone interested in attending please contact either of us at the above email addresses. I was sent Ann Jernigan Rimes' ('51) email address in Pompano Beach, FL, however it is no longer valid. Anyone who has her snail mail or perhaps a new email address, please contact me. This Florida Bomber Bash is for all Bombers their families and friends. If you are thinking of coming to Orlando this Fall for a vacation, let us know because we would love to have you attend. If you know any Bombers who are living in Florida, Georgia or Alabama, let them or let us know so that we can contact each other. Our thanks to all Bombers for their Help. Bomber Cheers, -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Pilgrim's Pride To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) J B, if I may call you that, one of my better friends goes by J W. By all means, Sir, you must hold on to the description of "Pilgrim" as it is possible that you have maybe a couple more studies to complete at the School of Life. However, it is I who pales by comparison and becomes the true pilgrim when I read your resume of skills and experience. Ampersand, I feel like "Jeremiah Johnson" when the old mountain man said to him, "You have much work to do, pilgrim." That was way after he had yelled, "That be fur nuff, pilgrim!" followed later by, "Do you skin Grizz,' pilgrim?" Ampersand so, J B, there's a place in Puddledom fer we pilgrims (after all, its my puddle). I'd be likewise humbly honored to have yee sit a spell Ampersand grace a spot like that. HARK! GADZOOKS! Just had one of those flashes of light referred to as a "senior once-in-a-great-while," I think. You know, these are the opposite of senior moments where instead of exhibiting a blank stare and uttering a monotone UHhhhhhh, you actually think of something! All this talk of Pappy's Puddle, Puddle Pond, Puddle Pond-tipple-ators or - tificators, possible puddles, potential puddles, planned puddles, unplanned puddles, volunteer puddles, wild puddles, and it goes on ampersand on ampersand on... How come no one else has sent pictures and descriptions of their puddles? Am I truly the only puddle perpetrator presently persistent ampersand passably possessed past palliation? Whew, did I blurt that out? To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Thanks for the info on digital cameras. My wife has an older Kodak and my much younger sister, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) gave me a newer, small Kodak for my 93rd birthday (I think it was). Both are digital and great for snapshots. However, if I keep having birthdays and manage to get into this outdoor writing game, I will want a more sophisticated camera eventually. I still have my Nikon for slides and such but gotta ride the new wave of the future, you know. Looking forward to viewing your pictures. [Here's Larry's pictures.... -Maren] -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA - Just another day in Hotsville, where the forecast is for only 100 today. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Spokane luncheon Good lesson for other Bombers doing luncheons, Jan. I had to change restaurants one time. Thats why I knew a flyer would help. We had a Bomber at the other restaurant to make sure everyone got to the right place. We were doing reservations at that time also. Reservations are not always workable for the last minute Bombers who finally get their schedule cleared to be there. Also making a reservation at the restaurant it's good to add at least four extras. Restaurants can work well with a fall back in number. You're doing great. To: John Richardson ('58) Re: Florida Luncheon Time, Date and Place please. **grin** To: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Bungee Jumping Obviously buying the road gave the Bungee Zone where you jumped all they need. That is the bridge I was talking about where they had to be so careful for a while from what I can tell. Put me down for the Bungee group if you get it together. I won't be able to jump again because of a metal disk placed in my neck through surgery three years ago. Sad, but I accept that I won't be able to jump again. Will be there to cheer everyone on. Bring my grandsons if I can get parents permission. Here's my picture of me Bungee jumping. Did you get a picture taken? Would like to see your jump. Re: Phil Motyka ('57) Monday went to Puyallup Nissan to get my oil changed. All the things to read in the waiting room were about Nissans. I finally found a Washington magazine "Fishing and Hunting News". Thumbing through it I saw a header that said "Hanford Reach". As I began to scan the article I recognized Phil Motyka ('57) name (probably haven't seen him since early '60s). The article was about his knowledge of fishing the Columbia River. After reading the article I would say Phil is the one to talk to about fishing the Columbia. A lot of you Richland Bombers who fish probably already know about his Bait and Tackle shop in Richland. But for those who are coming into Richland area to fish you might want to stop and talk with expert, Phil. Think I will stop by when I am in Richland in September. Might get me out fishing again. Re: Club 40 41 days until Club 40 if I counted the days right. I know the staff would appreciate everyone hurrying up and getting their reservations in. If anyone hasn't been to Club 40 be ready for a great Bomber get together. Meet Bombers you've known and Bombers you haven't known. I have found going the past four years so much friendship has emerged out of going and I am looking forward to seeing everyone. Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - The weathermen are announcing temps up to 90. My kind of weather. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: A sample of pictures with my new camera Here are the pictures I referred to in my [7/22/04] post about taking pictures: "Flowers are the smiles of mother nature" -Larry Mattingly ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Surgery Season? Re the sound of Allisons and RR engines- yes, indeed! Ever since being close up to the old "Slo Mo Shun" hydros, that sound has been an emotional stimulant (right up there with a pair of glaspak mufflers). My own childhood "best ride" fantasy was to go along in the cockpit of a Black Widow on a reconnaissance mission... My old man was a B-17 pilot in the 15th Army AF (who has said that he was afraid that the war would be over before he got his chance to fight- but, upon reflection, felt that war was "the worst of all possible options"- but then he had been a communist before he volunteered for service, too, ie an idealist). He loved the hydro races- and probably would have loved them with his eyes closed. I've considered a new scientific endeavor- the study of "frenetics"- to determine the emotional content of particular sounds (ie I aspire to become a freneticist). My present theory of parallel universes hypothesizes that, just as genes are found in the chromosomes, frenes are found in the monotones (eg the aforementioned glaspak muffler). As my studies progress, I shall try and catalogue the various emotional areas affected by the spectrum of the frenes that can be isolated for further scrutiny. After reading my latest posting, it appears that an operation may be in order for my keyboard, to wit: an ampersandectomy. That scurrilous little critter, posing as a "space saver" up there above the 7 on my keyboard is actually sucking bandwidth at an astonishing 9-to-1 ratio. As soon as I'm in wrestling shape (after a little hernia tuck) I'm gonna take it on, meself... and, Woe Betide the curly li'l two-tailed squiggle, if I can get my lineman's pliers on it! ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) Pappy - title? how about "PONDering the Puddle"?? re: Unlimited Hydros and the ubiquitous V12 recip engines. When the P-51 was first introduced, it was powered by an Allison V12 of 1710 cubic inches (to envision this - know that most of the '60s muscle car V8s were around 400 cu in - give or take 50 or so) of about 1380hp. When the plane was shipped to England, the Brits were dissatisfied with the high altitude performance of this normally-aspirated "power egg" and refitted the Mustang (they invented the name) with the slightly smaller (displacement) Rolls-Royce Merlin V12 of 1650 cubic inches, but with a horsepower rating of over 2200hp (with supercharger). This solved the performance problem, and with the tremendous range of this finest of all WWII fighters, the rest is history. The Unlimited Hydros used either variation of the large aircraft V12s although the Allison 1710 was much more available stateside. I had occasion to visit a fellow named Bob years ago in Bothell. I was there with a boat racing friend on other business, but this "Bob" dude had over 100 Allison V12s in his storage building, all still in military wooden cases and with a small magnifying window in the case situated so as to show the serial number on the engine. This guy was the source of nearly all the big boats' engines and parts for years and years. His "facility" slowly disappeared through urban sprawl and eminent domain, and I have no idea what happened to all the cool stuff this fellow had. If you appreciate fine machinery, the innards of these Allisons were virtually a work of art - roller bearing cranks, forked rods so the cylinders did not have to be offset...and other details I won't bore the knitters and sitters with. Pappy, as usual you are correct - the visceral thundering of those big engines has no parallel. I lamented their passing as the high-dollar crews went to turbines...somehow the library-whisper of a "tail-burner" just doesn't supplant the exciting sound of 12 giant cylinders pounding through short stacks at full throttle. Through various associates, I was fairly close to these things for a few years, and can tell you that as with any internal combustion performance engine, the best noises are made at first fire and idle..when they're just still a bit cold and that snappy burble somehow hits a sympathetic chord with your heartbeat...assuming you run 40W in your veins, that is. Gee whiz....look at me..all full of myself (mass nodding and murmurings of concurrence). But flying is one of my here allows it most of the time (density altitude problems notwithstanding). Y'all have a good day now...y'heah? -Denny Johnson ('62WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Damschen ('62) Re: Pasco Trailers Don't know how you want the pictures, but I've attached three. In the 07/22/04 Sandstorm Bill Witherup ('53) mentioned the olive drab trailers in Pasco in the 1940s. I was born in Pasco in 1944 and first lived in one of those trailers (I'm told). One picture is my mother, Vera Damschen, in the trailer doorway in 1944. Another picture is my father, Eldred Damschen, in the doorway in 1944. The third picture is both my parents in front of their trailer in Pasco in 1944. I sent the pictures to Bill, but he says his email won't open them because the program thinks the pictures are viruses. 1944 Damschen Pictures -Denny Damschen ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) To: Mike Mattingly ('77) Congrats on your upcoming wedding to Pam. Have a long and happy life!! To: Jan Bollinger Person ('60) The pictures of your dog and the fawn are just priceless!! To: Denny Johnson ('62WB) That was quite a poem about the little "puddle". Awesome! -Carol Converse Maurer ('64) ~ Eureka, CA - It's been so very nice this summer with some warmth and very little fog. Um. Could this become a trend? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) I have seen (and heard) the CD John Adkins ('62) put together from our '64 in '04 class reunion. He did a really great job and I, for one, will be playing mine often. Gobs of pictures, some with names, some without, and great music for the slide show. It's great. OK, John, do I get the promotional services job? *LOL* -Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) ~ Burbank, WA - where it is HOT and I have errands to run. We have had company on and off all summer. My Ohio company left Monday and more company is coming Friday. But I'm having fun! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: Class of '64 Photo CD album Do it! It's cheap & 1st class!! Lot's of pictures of my wife Janis Cook Behymer... Kennewick Class of 1965. You'd think she was a Bomber! Re: 40th Reunion Remembering... Special thanks to Gary Ralston, Chuck Groff, Phyllis Cunning ham, Tom Stine, Jerry Spears, Cathy Clugston Spears, Charlie Solomon and any others I missed who took to heart to my threats and 'made the effort' to make the Friday night function! -Gary Behymer ('64) ~ located at the 3rd stoplight headed South in downtown Colfax, WA. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Scott Hartcorn ('67) To: Tami Schuchart Keller ('68) Hi Tami... I've been traveling a bit lately, and just now catching up on past Sandstorm entries. Saw your entry and wanted to thank you for the birthday wishes....very thoughtful. Hope all is well with you. -Scott Hartcorn ('67) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lynn-Marie Hatcher Peashka ('68) Re: Where was the dump? You know, there really is something very unique and special about re-meeting someone from Richland 30+ years after you last saw one another as acquaintances, then becoming friends, then marrying and forming a family together, as we have done. After all, growing up in Richland is not the kind of thing you can explain to someone. You had to have been there, you know? And besides, who else is going to lie awake with you at night, ruminating on that big question -- "Where WAS the dump in the Richland?" -Lynn-Marie Hatcher Peashka ('68) ~ Spokane PS -- Someone please answer this burning question! It's cooling off here, and we could get some sleep now, if only we knew the answer! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/24/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 Bombers and 2 funeral notices today: Ralph Myrick ('51), Curt Donahue ('53) Marilynn Working ('54), Linda Stewart ('57) John Richardson ('58), George Swan ('59) Jan Bollinger ('60), Denny Johnson ('62WB) Helen Cross ('62), Joe Ford ('63) Bob Mattson ('64), Gary Behymer ('64) Joanne Boyd ('67), Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) Dwight Carey ('68), Ken Staley ('68) Lynn-Marie Hatcher ('68), Mike Howell ('68WB) Betti Avant ('69), Bob Thorson ('69) Rae Lynne Abraham ('78), Virginia Murphy ('98) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER ANNIVERSARY Today: Gene Keller ('50) and Pat Badger ('53) BOMBER BIRTHDAYS Today: Elva McGhan ('50) Barb Crawford ('55) Pete Hollick ('55) Rick Allen ('67) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ralph Myrick ('51) To: All Bombers I heard from Jim Gilson ('51). He is OK and still living in the Middle East. I was worried about him because of all the turmoil over in that region. He has 28 American schools in 22 countries. He loves it over there and says that it is safer over where he is than in the USA And, that is because of the crime rate. He was in Richland for a short while. His email was sent from Tacoma and from here he will be returning. At least, I found out that he is OK and running strong. I do have his email, but won't send it out until I get Jim's permission. -Ralph Myrick ('51) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Curt Donahue ('53) To: Lynn-Marie Hatcher Peashka ('68) Re: Richland Dump The old dump was between GWWay and the Columbia River downstream of where the Shiloh Inn is situated. -Curt Donahue ('53) ~ Federal Way, WA - where we're headed into the mid to upper 90's ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marilynn Working Highstreet ('54) To: All '54 Bombers who haven't sent in their bios for the memory book!! Please, our deadline is coming and we would like to hear from each and every one of you. Even if you don't plan to come to the reunion in September, you can send in a little blurb on what you have been doing for 50 years! I am typing the stories and if anyone wants to send theirs to me, just type it in Microsoft Word and then forward to my email as an attachment. I can just "cut" and "paste", easy as that!! I look forward to seeing all of those who are coming and hope you enjoy reading the Memory Book. -Marilynn Working Highstreet ('54) ~ near downtown Kennewick hearing the hydros practicing and airplanes rehearsing for this big weekend. Supposed to be 103* too!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57) Re: Richland Dump Site Could the Richland Dump have been off the bypass highway between Sunset Memorial Gardens and the Yakima river? -Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57) ~ in very hot Mesa, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: Pappy Swan ('59) Re: HARK! & GADZOOKS! Pappy, after reading all of your potential puddle pond possibilities, I was stricken with a headache and my eyes crossed on me. I think in order to alleviate this in the future; we should shorten the verbiage of "Puddle Pond" to "PP". This would allow for much faster preparation and perusal of the plentiful "Puddle Pond" stories. In example, instead of you as "Puddle Pond Mayor", and Dennis Johnson ('62WB) who is "Puddle Pond Pontificator you would be "PP" Mayor, and Dennis would be "PP" Pontificator. In addition, let us not forget as you positively stated in yesterday's Alumni Sandstorm, the possible "PPs", potential "PPs", planned "PPs", unplanned "PPs", volunteer "PPs" and last but not least, the wild "PP". It is no puzzle to me partner that no one else has sent pictures and descriptions of their "PPs"!!! And with that I pause, Ive got another headache! To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: Florida luncheon All in good time. ***grin back*** BOMBER CHEERS, -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Memories are made of this. To: Wild Billy Witherup ('53) I know how you were tortured Wild Billy. My aunts and uncles and cousins by the dozens used to torture me with: "Georgie Porgie Puddin' and Pie kissed the girls and made them cry but when all the girls came out to play Georgie Porgie -- ran away." (Told you I was bashful in school) Ampersand, "Fishy, fishy in the brook Daddy caught him on a hook Mommy fried him in a pan And, (are you ready for this)? Georgie ate him like a man!" (Must have had something to do with my going into fisheries work) Sorry, memories just keep gettin' jostled loose. To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Well, lil' missy. Yah never cease ta amaze and stupefy me, yah know (uttered in a very poor John Wayne impersonation)? An' now, I take me ol' beat-up and sweat stained hat off tah yah! I have done a lot of wild and crazy things in me own precious lifetime. (Fading into leprechaun mode now) An' sure tis' a wee bit of a glorious miracle that I'm still about, don't yah know. But flingin' meself in tah thin air with an oversized elastic garter strap tied about me boney ankles was ner' one of them, especially from a perfectly good bridge. Now, I did leap or perhaps I should say fell from a perfectly good "aeroplane" flying contraption once upon a time. I think it was a De Havilland (sp?) Beaver. But, yah know, that made a wee bit ah sense as those crazy things ha' been known tah not stay up there fer ever, like a bridge. (Fading out to somewhat approaching normalcy now -- what's that?) But, that's another story that I turned into a poem called "Sky Falling" and will send it in someday if I can find it. Yep, some of them there Bombers do have a whole lot more fun! Yah know, it gets even "funner" each time yah tell a story. Like two more of my heroes, the old uncles in the movie "Second Hand Lions" said, (in so many words, more or less) "The stories don't necessarily have to be totally true -- just good stories." When I finally grow up, I want to be just like them -- Come to think of it... To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Great pictures, Larry. Happy skies and smiling flowers, what more could mother nature ask of a mere mortal? People watching your shows regularly are building up their "Sky Smiles." But where did you find those industrial strength suspenders? I got to get me some of those! To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Now J B, there yah go again, just when I had it all figgered out that "herditary" was a phenomenon found in our jeans, yah had ta go and bring up "frenes." I've already been catalogin.' When the Cabela's catalogue arrives, I too, get erratically emotional as I frenetically turn the pages trying to scrutinize what I need to order the most. But what page are those little monotones on? Could'a sworn they were a singin' group. To: Denny Johnson ('62WB) "PONDering the Puddle" would do nicely as a title for your classically masterful poem. Man, I am so easy in my old age. However, Denny, your discussion of WW II aircraft engines made me feel young again, like I was about 12 or 13, layin' on the ground, feet in the air, chin propped in the palms of my hands, and listening to you old-timers sittin' 'round the hanger or the dock and talkin' of boats, airplanes, and the engines that made 'em get gone. I hung out at some different airstrips when I was a kid, especially the old Civil Air Patrol strip near the South end of Richland along the Yakima River (about where the sand and gravel place is now but maybe a bit west). I got my first airplane ride out of there in a Piper Taylorcraft flown by Judy Morrill Johnson's ('59) dad, Roy Morrill (RIP). He was on the Hanford Patrol and a friend of my dad's. I finally took lessons and soloed in about 1977 and flew for a few years (virtually all Cessnas except, one hour in a Piper and believe it or not -- 13 hours in a PBY Flying Boat, a Catalina, I think they're called). I finally realized that I was having too much fun and not enough mun and that flying was like having horses. The only way to have 'em is to really use 'em and don't do much else. And, there was a lot of life yet to taste. To: Lynn-Marie Hatcher Peashka ('68) I think that I remember the dump (at one time) being down in the vicinity of the old Rose Bowl but farther north. Now, that's just a somewhat educated guess based on a fig newton of my reminiscent imagination. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Ignoring the heat 'cause I'm lost in a swirl of memories. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: Bungee Jumping Are you yelling "GERONIMO!" in that photo? **GRIN** If it were me, I'd be hollerin' something like, "Help me, Jesus!" (Shiver.) I think I'm relieved to know that your "antique" body has forced a halt to this activity. No doubt your grandkids already have enough stories to tell about their Granny! To: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) Re: Fawn photos Much as I wish it were it so, neither the fawn nor the dog are mine. The photos were forwarded to me. To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Photos Beautiful! The dahlias, the blooming sky, and the photos! -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) To the the the dump dump dump - in answer to the question "where was the dump?" In my recollection, the dump was at the south end of Duane St. (Goethals)... across the bypass/loop highway, now known as Aaron Way... across the RR tracks and there it was - between the highway and the Yakima River. The dusty circuitous route brought you to the city dump. A place of wonderment and adventure with the possibility of finding some treasure abandoned by a hapless fool nowhere as discerning as yourself. Otherwise you could just throw rocks at scavengers, and any unbroken glass items you were lucky enough to see. One Saturday morning, when we lived on Thompson Street, we were loading up some boxes full of junk to go to the dump. The neighbor kid, Gary Nelson (unknown grad year) came over and announced "We're going to the show. neener neener neener." My youngest brother (at the time) Steve ('66) retorted "So what, WE're going to the DUMP!!!!" Gary burst into tears and ran back to beg his parents to let him go with US rather than attend some stupid old MOVIE. That's what I remember of "the dump". -Denny Johnson ('62WB) ~ from Las Vegas where a puddles are few and far between, although Lake Mead is rapidly approaching the appearance of one. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) I am enjoying being in Colorado again, went up to see the Grand Mesa again today with it's breathtaking views and wild flowers, as if Keystone's beauty isn't enough. I took a walk early yesterday and saw a brown bear (Mama bear size in Goldielocks terms) in the ski village. I got about l00 feet away when I looked up and saw her ambling across the street, and quietly and quickly turned around in retreat. Happily I just ran into a few other early morning walkers when I went out today. We will be heading out for Sacramento, CA this weekend with a quick drive across Utah to get to a funeral. And also see relatives in Ojai, our oldest son at King's Canyon National Park and some good friends. Sorry I'll miss the luncheon in Sacramento. I still hope to make one of the Washington ones or at least the Battle Ground picnic later in August. We've had lots of rain here, for Colorado I think, and I just hope it rains this much back home while I'm gone to keep the flowers alive. -Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ~ West Harrison, IN - not by the little lake, but temporarily looking at Keystone Ski runs, enjoying our friend's hospitality. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Joe Ford ('63) Folks, Regarding Denny Johnson's ('62WB) on-target comments about the V-12 engines in P-51 Mustangs and unlimited hydroplanes, I'd like to add some thoughts: A group of people here in Olympia maintain a P-51 and fly it occasionally. The Mustang is painted and decorated in honor of a fine old gentleman in our neighborhood who flew a P-51 over Europe in 1944-45. The engine is a Rolls-Royce, and a work of art it is. There is a spare on display in the hangar. Acquaintances familiar with the Mustang and its power plant claim that the supercharger is mechanically driven through a transmission, and that in periods of "wartime emergency" pilots were authorized to shift the blower into high gear for up to a minute or so. That's when the big V-12 (for the mechanically minded, a DOHC, 48 valve concoction) really puts out the power. But you may not leave the supercharger operating at highest output for long, or the big beautiful R-R motor goes asunder, probably starting with burned pistons. Denny nails the sound of the V-12 perfectly. When the locals fly their Mustang, you don't mistake it for anything else. I look up in our back yard, not far from the airport, and nod and tip my cap, first to the V-12, then to the P-51 Mustang it powers, and then to retired Col. Ted Bullock, who was an ace 60 years ago. Re: By The Way... Leo Webb, Jim Armstrong and I had lunch yesterday at the Spar Cafe in Olympia. We're all '63 grads. Jim (still "Pitts" to many of us) brought along a CD of George and Teddy, a San Francisco lounge group from the '60s whose music enlivened a summer spent in the pea harvest in Walla Walla in 1964. There are stories to tell of that summer, and I'll let someone else tell them. Maybe Mike Quane ('63), or Tim Smyth ('62), or another of the usual suspects will chime in. Very best to all. -Joe Ford ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Mattson ('64) I ordered, received, and paid for the 40 year reunion CD. It's really something. I'm sure everyone who attended, and those who couldn't or wouldn't, will enjoy it as much as I did. -Bob Mattson ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: Where was the dump? One should probably be asking Patrick "Pat" Loftus ('49) this question. He was the contractor on building Sham Na Pum golf course back in the fall of 1965. Much of the course was built on the 'old' dump. Here is one of the Russian Olive trees that was on Sham... -Gary Behymer ('64) ~ somewhere in the heart of harvest ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Joanne Boyd ('67) I'd like to get in touch with Ginny Patton ('67). Last I heard she was in the San Francisco area. Does anyone have an email or phone number for her? Nancy Hammond ('67) might have kept in touch... does anyone have her whereabouts? Thanks! -Joanne Boyd ('67) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) Bobby Chambliss ('87) passed away Sunday, July 18, 2004. His funeral will be Saturday, July 24th at 9:30 am at Sunset Memorial Gardens. Here is the link to his guestbook at Einan's. My prayers go out to his family, friends and loved ones. -Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dwight Carey ('68) Re: Early Richland Dump The earliest dump in Richland I remember was where the Winco grocery store is today. Both the sewage treatment and an early dump were located right there at the corner of GWWay and Adams street. One later dump site was located between West Richland and Richland off Van Giesen street. -Dwight Carey ('68) ~ Very Hot on race weekend!! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Staley ('68) Re: Where was the dump? I recall several. There was one down along the Columbia, where the current golf course sits. That was AGES ago. There were a few just west of town across the freeway.. about where the cemetery is now. Those were where I 'broke in' my .22 rifle ... shooting rats. Of course, there were a few locations out near the old "riding academy" as well. I know there must be several others I've missed. -Ken Staley ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* [Bomber apologies to Lynn-Marie. Here is her ENTIRE entry that should have been in yesterday's Sandstorm. -Maren] >>From: Lynn-Marie Hatcher ('68) Re: Where was the Dump? Okay, now that Thomas and I have been married for 4 months, we are *REALLY* starting to dig into exploring our deep inner questions together. So a couple of nights ago, we were lying in bed, talking, being unable to sleep. (We live in an old brick house that holds the day's heat at night, and the master bedroom is on the top floor. It's been in the 90s and humid here in Spokane, so sometimes it's just too hot to sleep -- or even breathe up there!) The topic of discussion -- deep inner questions, remember -- was "Where was the city dump located in Richland in the '50s - '60s?" We have been doing a lot of clean up and clean out work in the garage, which involves many trips to the Spokane "refuse disposal center". It is very modern -- and indoors. What is up with that? Don't you guys (at least those of you in your late 40s and upward) remember going to the dump in Richland -- outside -- backing up the truck or car or whatever, and just throwing stuff down into a trench? Then the bulldozers would come and shove the garbage around -- and the sea gulls would squawk endlessly. And it smelled so... uh... dumpish. You know, there really is something very unique and special about re-meeting someone from Richland 30+ years after you last saw one another as acquaintances, then becoming friends, then marrying and forming a family together, as we have done. After all, growing up in Richland is not the kind of thing you can explain to someone. You had to have been there, you know? And besides, who else is going to lie awake with you at night, ruminating on that big question -- "Where WAS the dump in the Richland?" -Lynn-Marie Hatcher ('68) ~ Spokane PS -- Someone please answer this burning question! It's cooling off here, and we could get some sleep now, if only we knew the answer! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Howell ('68WB) To: Lynn-Marie Hatcher Peashka ('68) Lynn, there were different dumps around Richland. A couple of the sites I remember were just to the north of where GWWay intersected with the Bypass. And there was another one off Van Giesen to the north where the "S" curve is before the Bridge. West Richland had a couple of different dumps also. The main one was on the Benton City Hiway just west of the Race Track on the North side of the Hiway and another on Snively Road across the Twin Bridges. If I had a map I could probably show them to you. I was able to find the ones in West Richland a year ago while visiting with Judie Hied Elliot ('68). I also found a couple of the Indian Burial sites at that time too. -Mike Howell ('68WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: Thanks I would like to thank Tom Albert and Bob Thorson very much for organizing our 35th reunion last weekend. There were others who were on the committee, but I am not sure of all the names because there wasn't a mention in the memory book. I cannot understand why a class the size of between 500 and 600 could not muster up even 100 grads to attend. I spoke with several classmates who never would have talked to me in school and some who I hadn't seen since graduation. Even one classmate's husband fit right in as he talked with everyone and he isn't even from Richland. Thanks again Tom & Bob, I had fun and am sure others would have had, too. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Goodland, KS - where today it is foggy and rainy and Denver was a mess yesterday with flight delays from all over the country ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Thorson ('69) A huge thank you to Tom Albert, Duke Mitchell, Roy Keck, Gordie McMaster and his wife [Chris Marshall McMaster (72)], Carmen Fowler, Mona Stack, Mary Jo Garrison, Dave Rodriquez, and all other committee members (sorry to anyone whose name I did not include) for a wonderful 35th reunion for the class of 1969. A small, but high quality turnout. Lots of good conversations and rekindled memories. Am looking forward to getting together with several of you at the C.K. SausageFest in mid-September. One last note, actually two... 1) Albert has some memory books left over; and 2) Paul and Ringo showed up at the Crier on Friday, but to the crowd's disappointment they didn't bring Davis and Upton with them. Perhaps next time. -Bob Thorson ('69) P.S. Best of luck to Steve Stull ('60) in Senior British Open. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Rae Lynne Abraham ('78) To: Lynn-Marie Hatcher ('68) Re: the DUMP Gosh I remember the fun times at the dump and then when we got done at the dump but it is hard to remember how we got to the dump. I believe it was out through West Richland... past the horse stables and down sort of by the Snake River where the UN-Boat races were held. My Dad used to pile all us kids in and he would pack his 22 revolver and off we would go. We shot up cans and bottles and stuff and then we hit the 7-11 store for Slurpees. Ah... what memories! Good Luck Lynn I hope you find out WHERE the dump is. -Rae Lynne Abraham ('78) ~ sunny and oh so hot San Diego, CA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* From the new ALL Bomber Alumni Guest Book: >>From: Virginia Murphy Bradley ('98) DATE: Thursday 07/22/2004 8:48:45am COMMENTS: Miss the times I had with my class, miss the friends. I've moved to CT and happily married with a wonderful daughter. Anyone who would like to get in touch with me just email me and we can see what we can do. -Virginia Murphy Bradley ('98) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* ******************************************************* Funeral Notice scanned from the TCHerald by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) Einan's Funeral Home >>Robert 'Bob' Dean Chambliss ('87) ~ 9/15/68 - 7/18/04 Shaw & Sons Funeral Directors of Yakima >>Michael Charles LaRiviere ('65WB) ~ 2/23/47 - 6/20/04 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/25/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Jo Cawdrey ('49 & '50) Karen Cole ('55), Tom Hughes ('56) Larry Mattingly ('60), Lora Homme ('60) Mike Lewis ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Paula Beardsley ('62), Frank Whiteside ('63) Tony Sharpe ('63), Bill Scott ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAYs Today: Deanna Case ('55) Wayne Campbell ('55) Betty Noble ('63) Mark McAllister ('74) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Re: D DUMP I don't have a clue where the dump was located - I knew where the Rose Bowl was. I just assumed that the dump was located near the Rose Bowl. Before the 1948 flood all of the dump trucks were located behind the old Desert Inn. During and a short while after the flood the dump trucks were located across the street from my house (500 block on Duane - now a part of Goethals). Every morning at 4:00 a.m. they would start up those #$%^& noisy things and take off about 5:00 a.m. to collect the garbage - five days a week. Don't know where they relocated the trucks after the flood. -Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) ~ from south/government Richland where it is to get near or higher than 103 - BOO HISS ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jo Cawdrey Leveque ('49 & '50) Re: Ayla, the Mama Tortoise Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) wrote about her tortoise, Ayla, grieving over her lost eggs. Not to worry, Donni. Ayla wasn't grieving, although maybe she was ill. At any rate, our tortoise, Myrtle (an old broad about the size of a dinner plate) laid eggs and then continued on her daily routine. When the little babes hatched, they were strictly on their own, crawling all over the yard. We don't take the eggs to be incubated here in Arizona - the weather is okay for hatching on their own. -Jo Cawdrey Leveque ('49 & '50) ~ In Parker, AZ - where it cooled off to 109 today! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Cole Correll ('55) To all you P-51 fans out there, eat your heart out! After seeing "Top Gun" a jillion times, my husband decided to get me a ride in a jet for my 50th birthday. (He wasn't able to get me up in one when he flew them in the Navy.) Anyway, he couldn't find a source at the time, (this was 16 years ago.) A fellow pilot with Pan Am owned and raced a P-51. He took me up for an hour ride that was awesome. We did loops, rolls and strafing runs. What a blast. I've been hinting that jet rides are now available for my 70th birthday. We'll see. -Karen Cole Correll ('55) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tom Hughes ('56) Re: P-51s and R-R Engines All of the talk about the P-51 and the Rolls and Merlin engines brings back one of my most cherished memories. In 1971 I was working as a flight instructor and air taxi pilot for "Ed" Edwards at the Renton Airport. Ed was a good friend of a man named Mike Loening who owned Boise Air Service in Boise, Idaho. Mike was the son of aviation pioneer Grover Loening and the ex-husband of Elaine Dupont. A really great guy. Mike had a P-51 Mustang "Miss Salmon River" that he flew in the Reno Air Races. Ed was doing some work on the Mustang for Mike getting it ready for the races. Mike was looking for a helmet to use in the races and I still had my old APH-5 helmet from my Army days so I loaned it to Mike. Ed let me and one of my students take a week off to go down to Reno to help Mike in the races. Mike lost his engine during one of the heats and ended up running off of the end of the runway and putting the mustang up on it's nose in the desert. No one was hurt but my helmet was cracked right down the middle. We trucked the P-51 back up to Renton and Ed proceeded to re-build it and put in a new Rolls engine. Mike was commuting back and forth from Boise in his T-6 "Texan". I talked him into giving me some time in the T-6 and enjoyed it very much. When the P-51 was finished and Mike had test flown it he said to me "You handle the T-6 pretty good, how would you like to try the Mustang?" He gave me a real good cockpit checkout with all of the numbers and I spent the next hour in heaven. The sounds, the responsive controls, the power and speed are something that you have to experience, you cannot describe it. If I live to be 200 I will never beat that experience. Unfortunately, Mike was killed about a year later when his Beech Baron flew into the side of a mountain in Colorado. No one knows exactly what happened. -Tom Hughes ('56) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Suspenders and Mustangs To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) I started using suspenders for field work on fireworks displays many years ago. We do so much bending and stooping that they just hold your pants up way better and more comfortably then a belt. I also like them for working on my yard and gardens. Both the suspenders and my sweatband, are essential or I fade fast. I have tried many brands and types with marginal results. The suspenders in the picture are without doubt by far the best I have used. They are elastic fabric. KarHart brand. They run $25 to $30 depending where you shop. Best place I found is at fairs. They sometimes have a KarHart booth in the vendors areas and have the whole line on sale. The pair in the picture, I bought at the Alaska State Fair for $12. They are wide, comfortable, and the clips hold on like a bulldog. They will hold your pants up even when wading through your puddle. To: Joe Ford ('63) Our HQ facility is near Maytown, south of the Olympia Airport. We have seen that Mustang zoom overhead on a fair number of occasions. In a related story on the Merlin engines: back in the mid-'60s I was waiting in the Athens airport for them to fix a plane. I was on my way to Dubai to work on a fireworks display. There was a fellow there traveling to North Africa. He had been hired by a couple of rich businessmen in the US to recover the engines from crashed planes during WW2. In the dry areas of North Africa they were still in recoverable and useful condition. It was his second trip and when we asked what they wanted the engines for, he laughed and said "You won't believe it. They are going to use them in race boats." One of those businessmen was apparently Dave Herensperger owner of Miss Eagle Electric, later another boat raced as Miss Pay N Pak. I spent 5 years in store management for Pay N Pak and during a break in a managers meeting I asked Dave about it. He grinned and said the man wasn't supposed to tell, the cheap source of usable engines was a secret at the time. One of the weak point in these supercharged power plants was the thin shaft driving the supercharger. They called it the quill or quill shaft. They broke rather easily and dropped a hot boat out of a race in a few seconds. There were a lot of dollars invested in quill shaft research. They finally found the right mix of metals but I don't remember what it was now. I helped on a couple of the boats a time or two. One of the times was installing a new deck on one of the Miss Tri- Cities. We worked in a garage is the outskirts of Sunnyside. The race fraternity was a great bunch of people in those days. The Circus Circus crew chief was the manager of the RV park at the casino in the off season and when he found out I was a Pak employee he tore up my bill and would not let me pay for several days parking of my motor home. I spent last evening doing a private memorial fireworks display about 15 minutes from Ocean Shores. We were on the beach and didn't get all our equipment over the logs and in the truck until 3 AM. Some of you may have seen the show at Ocean Shores Quinalt Casino. That was my partner shooting for the HOG (Harley Owners Group) annual Surf and Sun gathering. I got up late and it is 95 at noon at my house and so I am off to Mt Rainier and a picnic dinner at about the 6000 foot Level. My salad will be tomatoes from my garden and Walla Sweet onions in chilled seasoned rice vinegar. A glass of ice cold fine chardonnay will go well with baked ham and potato salad. Life does have its good times. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -Larry Mattingly ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) I've been taking care of business for the last little while and haven't been keeping up with my more intellectual endeavors like I should so spent this morning reading over and catching up on the Sandstorm. I started reviewing at the beginning of July and discovered that for some reason I missed the fact that you included in your July 16th entry a picture of yourself in the Skip's Drive In car hop uniform. Ha ha ha ha ha. Oh, Patti, I'd forgotten just how awful they were, no wonder you look so grim, and I'm so sorry that you didn't have a color photo so that the full, what, pee green (?) impact could be appreciated. Not even Sharon Tate ('61wbRIP) would have looked good in those things. Well, maybe Sharon (a glass of milk!?) would have, but I certainly didn't. In the movies car hops all have cute, saucy little outfits, but not us, we had peddle pushers (isn't that what they were called then?) and army hats! Thank goodness we were at least spared coordinating boots. I don't think I ever forgave the gal who was Skip's manager for choosing them. Didn't she have sort of reddish hair? I suppose it was a good color for her. I think the only picture of me in that fashion abomination is one taken at Jan Bollinger Person's ('60) house. I stopped there on my way to work and I'm sitting on the floor playing with her baby rats... I think I washed my hands before continuing to Skips, I don't remember. I don't recall anyone dying of the plague or anything, so I guess I washed. Mercifully, Jan must have been taking pictures of her ratlings (?), rat pups (?), not me, so my head is cut off if I remember correctly, and I'm spared the humiliation of being recognizable. To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60), rat raiser and spell checker extraordinaire If you look at Patti's bungee jumping photo again, Jan, you will see that she isn't yelling anything, just diving though the air with perfect form and zen like calm. It isn't natural! And now I eagerly await your spelling lesson of the day. Thank you so much for keeping me straight, spelling-wise. Oh, incidentally, the green I refer to above is the zoological variety, not the botanical. -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Lewis ('60) To: Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57) Linda, I lived in Mesa once. Also, my dad, Gus Lewis, used to take us to the dumps to get rid of the garbage -- and he did not fail to allow us to scrounge around a little. Mesa was where I found a copy of H. G. Wells' Seven Famous Novels with War of the Worlds and so on in it. It made me into a science fiction freak forever, well, until recently when the Mars Rovers and Saturn Cassini probes exceeded my own dreams. Reality never did that. Mesa was too real. Mesa was where I found an 1888 quarter and spent it on firecrackers. It was where a wheat train derailed and 'everybody' came to get the tailings for their horses. Mother started the Mesa Guide, an 8 1/2 x 11 purple mimeograph newspaper; she renamed it the ElMeCo Guide. My dad wrote a column in it under the name Wahluke Luke. Then we moved to Connell and eventually sold the paper to the Franklin County Graphic. -Mike Lewis ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: "Memories are made of this" To: WildBill and Pappy I cannot begin to ascertain the numbers of indigenous infants allegedly tendered to my care, and/or recall how many circumstances of premature burial, including attendant fungal species, I have suffered, over these past decades. (There were also issues of treatment for various viral conditions by a substance formerly known as 'camphorated oil', etc). One might conclude that my career(s) should have included those of an escape artist who also ran a day care center fo the BIA... Oh, those frenes! My latest research has centered upon the subtle exhalations prompted by particular catalogs, on the order of "hmmm" & "'mhmmm" which are, somehow, self- generating byproducts of the visual experience, augmented by latent imagination. While I may no longer peruse Cabela's, meself (Doctor's orders), it seems that certain "online Specials" from A Mr. Gary Olen somewhere in cyberspace (which somehow, aberrantly, seem to appear on my primary Research Monitor) do stimulate the aforementioned monotones... More research is, of course, ALWAYS required. About the Dump- all that I can offer is a confession & a plea for forgiveness by the Great Tribe of the Gulls who produced a living cloud, at times, around the old landfill. I still don't remember where it was-but DO recall, on one such visit, that a number of black walnuts were ubiquitous; and that, in the interests of my fascination with random particle interference, I once hurled such a nut into the Swirling Cloud of gulls-- and, to my horror & everlasting shame, one of them fluttered down to the dust beneath them, and was set upon by our old labrador retriever, Scrumpy, who promptly gummed the unlucky bird to death. I think there was, even then, some kind of monetary punishment meted out to those who were caught in abusive relationships with gulls. The poor bird was quickly placed in a bag of garbage & carefully deposited with the other bags at the site- and we left, in a hurry... ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) Hello Bombers. I am writing to ask for your prayers for my Dad, Paul Beardsley. He has been in Kadlec for 10 days and is struggling. He was bleeding internally and doctors decided it was necessary to remove his colon which they did on Monday. He is 91 so the surgery was a high risk at best but he came through all right. Now he is struggling with the recovery and we don't know what will come. I just ask that those who are so inclined remember him in prayer and lift him up. Nancy ('65) and I are with him and in regular contact with Janice ('64). It looks like he will have at least another week or more in the hospital. -Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Frank Whiteside ('63) Re: The Dump As a frequent visitor to the DUMP, I agree with Curt Donahue ('53) about the location between GWWay and the Columbia River down from the Shilo Inn. My dad, brother and I went there on a nearly weekly basis to dispose of something. My brother and I used to hunt for useful "treasures" there as well. In the early '50s, we used to shoot our BB guns and 22s in the area not far from the dump. We bagged a few rabbits that one of our friends fried like chicken--tasted a little gamier than chicken. Seems to me that we also tipped a few Olys on the roads in that area hiding out from the cops. I believe I remember that some kids used some of the old dirt roads in that area as a "lovers lane" on occasion. Jimbeaux lived on GWWay. He certainly ought to remember the exact location of the Rose Bowl, the dog pound and the Dump. C'mon,Jimbeaux, draw us a little map of the exact location. Maybe someone has some old pictures somewhere. I left Richland in June 1965,so I'm not aware of any other dumps. -Frank Whiteside ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tony Sharpe ('63) Re: Richland Dump Circa 1960 When I was learning to drive My dad's 1950 Ford Sedan (2 door with a 3 speed and overdrive and a flathead V8) the dump was in the vicinity of the Horn Rapids Community and Golf Course. I Remember just heading out Horn Rapids road and then heading into the sagebrush on a dirt road to dump the garbage cans. It may have been midway between the Richland Airport and what is now the HR Community, but that is where I remember, and NO we weren't just driving into the desert and dumping it! -Tony Sharpe (Gold Medal Class of '63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Scott ('64) Re: The Dump For what it's worth, Gary Behymer ('64) is right about the location of the old dump. It was underneath the northern end of the old Sham-Na-Pum Golf Course. I know this because I had the misfortune to work one summer for Dwayne Guenther (a cranky jerk), of Guenther Irrigation in Pasco, who installed the sprinkler system for the course. We dug up a lot of old trash from the dump while grading the fairways. -Bill Scott ('64) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/26/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff: Phil Belcher ('51), Jim McKeown ('53) George Swan ('59), Jan Bollinger ('60) Pete Overdahl ('60), John Adkins ('62) Leoma Coles ('63), Linda Reining ('64) Susan Baker ('64), Jeff Michael ('65) Linda McKnight ('65), Staci Campbell ('86WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Judy Moyers ('67) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Phil Belcher ('51) Re: Dumps! I don't know if this was a Richland or Hanford dump, but there used to be one in the area behind Staling 13. At all of the various locations you could count on people trying to help you unload your car so they could get 1st chance at your goodies! Now days instead of taking stuff to the dump we have yard sales. Re: Sandstorm. Yesterday I received three copies of the Sandstorm email, today four, how many tomorrow? [With any luck at all, Phil, you'll only get ONE tomorrow. So cross your fingers, everybody! -Maren] -Phil Belcher ('51) ~ Prosser, WA - where I spend a couple of hours per day in the pool to stay cool ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim McKeown ('53) Re: Paul Beardsley To: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) Paula, I was in the J.C.s with Paul in the late '50s. Paul was one of the original J.C.s who put on the Atomic Frontier Days in the late '40s early '50s that brought all of the Western Stars to Richland... and almost bankrupted the organization. Paul is a great guy and was the original "Mr. Fireworks"!! He was the one responsible for the fireworks display during the Frontier Days celebration and was great at it. In those days there were not the rules and regulations and we just set them up and lit them... I worked with Paul during a couple of years and remember many scorched eyebrows and burnt fingers... but, all in all, it was great fun and he really knew what he was doing. I hope your Dad returns to good health and I will pray for him. -Jim McKeown ('53) ~ from very sunny but not too bad in temp because of the Delta Breeze Sacramento. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: No thanks, I have a headache. To: John Richardson ('58) Re: Not yesterday Dear John, I had a headache I think this time you have unquestionably outdone me, Denny Johnson ('62WB), J B - AKA John Browne, Jr. ('61), and yourself. I too, developed not only a headache but had an extremely difficult time stopping myself from laughing at your entry of 24 July long enough to write a response yesterday. Every time I tried to reread your entry, I felt like Steve Allen in that classic footage of him trying to do a skit as a reporter but he kept laughing so hard that he fell out of his chair. You make a very good point about people not wanting to submit pictures and descriptions of their own personal "PPs" (puddle ponds). I just never thought that other people were so bashful. Can't understand why having a little bitty "PP" would embarrass anyone. I guess they can always hold on to the longer version and we should continue calling it a "puddle pond" rather than a "PP." After all, I sat in my own "PP" and had my picture taken, didn't I? But then, I have been rather uninhibited ever since I finally got over that schoolboy bashfulness. That was about a year ago, or so. So, now let me make sure that I've got this straight, at this point, I am Mayor of "PP" or Puddle Pond and Denny is the "PPP" or Puddle Pond Pontificator and also the only appointed official (other than myself) of "PPdom," I guess then, that definitely makes him, "A PP" or Assistant "PP." Enough! During my career with the U. S. Government, acronyms were partially responsible for driving me to the iffy state of lunacy that I occupy today. I worked at hydroelectric dams studying ways to aid and improve the passage of juvenile salmon and steelhead from the turbines. I was project leader at several dams for the Turbine Intake Traveling Screens Studies. I will leave you to figure out the acronym that management derived from that title until they had thoroughly embarrassed themselves. My head is really pounding now. Who started this? I'm going back to simply "Pappy's Puddle." To: Denny Johnson ('62WB) If you haven't decided to distance yourself from Old Pappy Loony Tune by now, I have a repeat question for you and any other learned Bomber masters of motors and mechanics. Re: My 5/22/04 Sandstorm inquiry about the Dave Clem ('58RIP) Shifter. I sent in the following entry (now slightly altered -- think I had the shift pattern wrong before) but received no response back then. Do any of you mechanic types know the answer to my quandary? "I did not know Dave Clem well. But, it occurred to me that I may have had a Dave Clem shifter. Parris Beddo ('61wbRIP), my brother-in-law, obtained a shifter for me when my automatic tranny went out of my old '54 Chevy that I bought when I came home from the service. He got it (the shifter) from someone who had made it. It was a three-speed H pattern on its side with a chrome rod and ball sticking straight up with a bit of a backwards bend in the rod. It was spring- loaded and this is really taxing on an old guy's memory but I think neutral, of course, was in the middle, 1st was push down and straight ahead, 2nd was pull to neutral where the spring popped it up and then push straight ahead and then 3rd was pull straight back for "get down the road" and reverse was push down and pull back. Parris and my Dad put a standard transmission and the shifter (the handle mounted up through the floor) in for me while I was recuperating from a car wreck (I was a passenger). Anyway, I loved it and never had a bit of trouble with it. Does this sound like a Dave Clem Shifter? And people always asked, "Where'd ju get that?" -- More memories!" To: Maren Smyth ('63 & '64) It's getting more interesting. For a few days, I received no Alumni Sandstorm at my email address so I had to go to the Alumni Sandstorm Site to read it. Of course, I wasn't smart enough to figure that out. My much younger sister, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) had to tell me what to do as she had not received it either. As you pointed out to me, she and I are both AOLers and several of us with AOL email were having problems. Then everything went back to normal. However, yesterday, we both received four copies and today its up to five. Now, I know that sounds like progress but I was wondering if they're like extra copies of the newspaper that fell off the delivery truck and you lose money on the unsold copies? Just pondering. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA - Just pondering in the pond ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) To: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: Today's Lesson I have long suspected that somewhere along the line, you had a mysterious experience with extraterrestrial beings -- and now I'm convinced! "Pee green"? Since you make the distinction between zoological and botanical green, I can only conclude that you have had a rather intimate association with some little green creatures from another planet. Certainly no healthy Earthling ever excreted in that color! (Well, maybe after consuming green beer on St. Patty's Day.) For today's lesson I recommend to you where you will find two definitions of "pea green," but none for "pee green." While you're there, you might as well look up "peddle pushers" and "pedal pushers." (Now, may I please resign as your personal spell-checker and PIA? It just doesn't pay enough for all the work required.) Re: Rat Pups I'm offended at your suggestion that my darling family of white rats might have carried plague! They came from a long line of very sanitary research rats at WSU and were a biology class project! The reason you were in the photo with my precious little ones (ten, as I recall) was to corral them for the picture that would go into my report for Mr. Carlson. After that report was submitted, I was left with a rat family that my human family wasn't eager to have around, and by then I realized just how quickly rodents multiply! (I also learned--to my horror--that they have cannibalistic tendencies toward their young!) I wasn't very successful at finding homes for them, but Mr. Carlson was able to send them all back to WSU--or at least that's what he told me. (At the time, I didn't speculate as to what their fate might be at a research facility . . . .) -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ Spokane - where a welcome cooling trend is in the forecast ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Pete Overdahl ('60) To: Bill Berlin ('56) I have been quite a few days behind in reading the Sandstorm but I haven't run across anyone mentioning the (Red Greens Restaurant and Bar) in North Richland when the town was jumping in the '40s and '50s. So each little letter to the Sandstorm regards to the comedian, The Red Green Show, it gives me a flash back to N.R.. I think of all the time I spent as a kid with my folks there. It was in the same building as the Drug Store,as I recall. I have a lot of trouble thinking of what is going on today in my life, alone think that far back in the North Richland days. I hope no one else has mentioned this. -Pete Overdahl ('60) ~ Richland - where it hit 103f today and the Budweiser Boat did it again on the Mighty Columbia. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: Larry Mattingly's ('60) Suspenders Being an "old Technical Security guy" let me add that: Belts are for Safety - Suspenders are for Security. -John Adkins ('62) ~ Richland - It's race weekend and it's hot in beautiful downtown Tri Cities ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Leoma Coles ('63) To: Betty Noble ('63) Hope you had a very Happy Birthday! We need to get together again sometime. It was fun visiting last time we were together and that's been quite a while ago! Also, Tony Sharpe ('63) ...speaking of driving, do you remember my folks' old Dodge station wagon.. with the push-button auto transmission buttons. We drove around the old North Richland area one night and you tested the top speed on that car as I recall.. LOL! And my prayers go out to Paul Beardsley... may he recover soon. Take care all, -Leoma Coles ('63) ~ in hot sunny Salem, OR - where I have to go back to work after a great week's vacation. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Reining ('64) Just finished watching the CD that John Adkins ('64) prepared for the class of '64's reunion and it was GREAT!!!! Thank you to all those that sent in their pictures to John so he could make this presentation. It was well worth the $10! -Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - we are having triple digit temps and I am about to melt! NOT my kind of weather--I know, IF I hate it so much, why do I insist on living here????? Simple answer~~~~this is where my kids and, more importantly, my grandkids are! Have to have MY "grandma fix" daily. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Susan Baker ('64) Re: Tony Sharpe's Dump You're right, Tony. There was a dump somewhere between the Richland airport and the Yakima River. We use to get there by way of Van Giesen. There probably was a road from the Old Horn Rapids Road that went there also. With all of this interest being shown for our Dumps, maybe we should put in for Historical Site Status! -Susan Baker ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Hey Bombers and Bomberettes: To: Paula ('62), Janice ('64) and Nancy ('65) Beardsley Your Dad is in my prayers. I talked with him earlier this spring... just as cantankerous as when I was a kid. He's a pretty cool guy... after all, he had to put up with you three girls most of his life! It's so cool that you girls have stuck together. Didn't you have an older brother? I remember someone hanging out at your house with a '60s-ish Jaguar XK-E. That is still my favorite car of all time. Speaking of cars, and other internal combustion, fire breathing monsters (yes, David Rivers ('65), you qualify as one when stoked with Mexican fuel), I envy anyone who has seen, touched or ridden in a P-51. That was one of my first model planes (do kids still fight with Revell plastic miniatures or did the modifications to model glue take away all the fun?). That was one neat plane. My skipper owned a '55 Chris Craft runabout and 4 old military boats. The boats were '44 vintage, designed by Dair Lang, and called Air Rescue Vessels. They were the predecessor of the JFK era "PT" boats. The PTs were mostly plywood and many were burned on the beaches when no longer needed. The ARVs were double planked, mahogany over cedar and built to last. Dick had two that were '65. One sank under the command of a later owner and the other was donated to the Sea Scouts near Newport Beach, CA. The other 2 were 85' long. One was VERY original and donated to a museum in Eglin, FL after some basic salvage work was completed. The other lives in a slip at the Balboa Bay Club in Newport Beach. They were designed by Dair Lang and used to pick-up downed airman off foreign beaches. They had big, fast motors that used aviation fuel. Rolls Royce, Packard, Chrysler Crown, and Allison were the primary engine builders. Dick, my skipper, got his motors from Chuck Daigh, who also built motors for Bill Muncie and other boat racers. Dick's were Detroit Diesel, 1271 cid screamers (2-stroke), with 2 super chargers, two turbo chargers and inter-coolers. Given enough fuel fast enough, they could develop 1200 to 1500 horsepower each! Sadly, Dick is now living in a elder care home in Florida to be nearer his daughter. The boat is under the care of people that I used to work with. We are all hoping that it gets one more cruise before being sold, and I want to be aboard! Our maiden cruise after three years of restorations was from San Diego to Catalina to Newport and back to San Diego. Tough duty!! To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Your bungee jumping form (well, to be frank, your form in general) is AWESOME! There were people taking pictures of our jumps. but we don't yet know if they turned out. New technology (digital camera), old skills (just how do you get these things developed?). Plus, maybe I don't wanna share after seeing yours. By-the-by... they now use a rock climbing type harness rather than tying your feet together to a cord. Makes retrieval a bit more pleasant. Also allows for more flailing about, if one is so inclined. I'm not really sure what I was doing... other than falling faster than the speed of memory! To: Larry Mattingly ('60) Don't you have some of the cool Mork (and Mindy) braces? Or do they only make them in Nanu Nanu sizes? To: Pappy Swan ('59) As you can see form the comments above, I'm a courageous guy with finely tuned watercraft skills. I'd like to apply for work at your Puddle Pond. I'm particularly adept at being a dj for boat-borne parties. If you have clients scheduling weddings, reunions, or the like... please keep me in mind. You DO have a yacht, don't you? -Jeff Michael ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) Okay, Bombers, are you ready for this one? Another saga in its a small world, especially when you are a Bomber. And, before I tell this tale, please all my Seattle/Redmond friends (Loretta Jensen, Carolyn Moore, and Donna Fredette), I will be making a big trip to Seattle proper, and Redmond proper one day very, very soon. You see, my darling husband, Denny, has never seen the Space Needle, Elliott Bay, Ivars, etc., etc., etc., nor has he met all my wonderful high school and ever-after chums. Okay, on with the story. Denny and I spent Friday and Saturday at the ole SIR - now known Pacific Raceways, paying homage to our hero, The World Champion Funny Car Driver of XIII, John Force. You see it is because of John Force that Denny and I met, and it only seemed right to tell him the story. So, off we went to breathe nitro and hang on like groupies. Well, if anyone knows John Force, he is the most personable champion around. He is always there to sign autographs and chat with the masses. We endured 95+ weather and got to talk to him, share our story, get my shirt and our hats signed, and on Saturday I got a great big hug with Denny taking pictures. Afterwards, we got to see him do a run that was 4.99 seconds, and 306 miles per hour. It literally shook the ground. Needless to say, we were covered with rubber, nitro, and happy as if we were teenagers all over again. We got back to the hotel on Saturday night, and I decided to check my email to see what's what. I found this interesting message from Patti Jones Ahrens ('60). It was from her to me, with my name in green "Linda McKnight." Weird I thought. We got a good night's sleep and headed for home. Denny said, "I am so hungry. Let's stop and eat!" We were looking for restaurants off of I-5, and passed by one Denny's. We got to another restaurant sign, and it said "Denny's again. Denny said, "You want to eat at Denny's?" I said "Sure." He did a three lane change, and popped off the freeway. We parked the van, and walked up and I looked in the window, and said, "Oh My God!" It looked like Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) in the window!! Could it be?? We went in the door, and there was Patti wearing her green Bomber warmup jacket (I couldn't see it from outside). I walked up, gave her a big hug!! And, we all got major goose bumps. Denny and I spent the next two hours gabbing our heads off with Patti and her friend, Karen. We met Gunny, Patti's dog and had a wonderful, wonderful time. Patti is coming to the Portland/Vancouver Picnic at Battle Ground Park, and we will be there. What are the chances of this, folks??? Specially after Patti had sent me an email the night before. Apparently, she was meaning to send my email address to Ronna Jo Lynch ('65). Ronna Jo, write to me, I want you to come to the picnic too. I know you are in Vancouver now. Patti and her friend were so much fun!! Patti, you are quite the lady. I love that bungee jump pic!! You have such pizzazz!! Bomber Cheers and remember it's a small Bomber World. -Linda McKnight Hoban ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Staci Campbell ('86WB) I was wondering if anyone remembers Chauncey ('84 and Tonya Wilkins ('85). They grew up in south Richland. If anyone knows where they are, please feel free to contact me at my personal email (above) Thanks!!!!! -Staci Campbell ('86WB) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/27/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff: Mike Clowes ('54), Bill Berlin ('56) John Richardson ('58), George Swan ('59) Lora Homme ('60), MLou Williams ('60) Patti Jones ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Dennis Johnson ('62WB), John Adkins ('62) Donni Clark ('63), Jeanie Walsh ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Max Sutton ('57) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ellen Bohringer ('66) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) To: Pete Overdahl ('60) Re: Red Green's "Green Room" That place was the reason I lived in North Richland for 2-1/2 years. My step-father was the bar manager there. Red owned the restaurant, bar and drugstore. He also sponsored a Pony League ball team know as the North Richland Merchants. I think I misspoke above when I called it a "bar"; it was actually a "cocktail lounge". The North Richland bar was something else entirely. Bomber Cheers, -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ~ from cooling down (102 on Friday - 84 yesterday) Albany, OR ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bill Berlin ('56) Re: The Richland Dump When we first moved to Richland in the late '40s the only dump I know of was down by the river just east of GWWay. In the '48 flood the dump flooded and the general population of RATS ran for higher ground, which was our house (along with those housing the Southside Bandits, and you know who you are). It was, as you might say, a real rat race to get across GWWay to our respective yards. Even the rattlesnakes, who dined regularly on USDA (United States Dump Administration) Prime grade rat in normal times, were running neck and neck across GWWay. I have to admit that I don't recall when the dump closed but it seems that it was going well in to the 1950s. Re: Pete Overdahl ('60) I did not know there was a Red Green's Restaurant and Bar in North Richland but then I did not know there was a Red Green Show either, eh. -Bill Berlin ('56) ~ In a cooler, less oppressive Anacortes, WA. We went up to Mt. Baker yesterday and it was 85F up there. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Not yesterday I agree with you Pappy, from now on it's "Pappy's Puddle." Has a more homey sound to it anyway. I was wondering if, (I don't know if I have the courage to ask you this) would you,(shaking) would you, (trembling) would you consider sub-dividing your puddle and selling a small portion to me? I would kind of like a southern exposure and as easy terms as is possible. If you won't sell would you consider a long term lease? I think dunking in the summer and ice skating in the winter would be great. I could give up my days as "Beach Bum" in Florida and become a Washington "Puddle Bum." Please let me know ASAP! (Means as soon as possible) not I am A SAP To: Spell checker Bollinger (Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) You will want to check my note to Pappy Swan (George "Pappy" Swan ('59) just want to keep you alert! -John Richardson ('58) PS: Puddle Script, Pappy, what do you think that Mrs. Lucky, Miss Brown, or Mr. Barton (English teachers '50s & '60s) would think of our writing ability now? I can hear them now, "We tried so hard to get those boys out of this school, and just look at them now, such a shame." ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: I'll need more data To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) One can never do enough research nor gather enough data, 'tis the American way, especially the U. S. Government way, besides needing more research ensures more funding and once again it goes on and on and on. Reminds me of a job interview I once took for a multidisciplinary job. To narrow the field, the interviewers asked the same, final, single question of each applicant. The question was, What is one plus one? First came an engineer. He fiddled with a calculator, pencil and paper, and ultimately, a lap top computer. Finally, he boldly stated that one plus one was quite precisely and exactly two. Man, I felt the Keen competition. Next was a lawyer. When asked the same question, he looked over his shoulder, then right, then left, then finally back at the interviewer. He leaned forward and whispered, "What would you like it to be?" I really started to sweat. There were several other applicants in-between. The last applicant was me, a Fishery Research Biologist. I was also finally asked what was one plus one? I too, pulled out pencil and paper and ciphered for a long time, further checked my calculations with a calculator, and then ran the whole data set through my laptop and printed it out. After studying the printout extensively, I went over to the window and stared outside for a long, long time. Finally, I turned to the interviewer, threw up my hands and said, "I am sorry but I am unable to reach a satisfactory conclusion, due to insufficient data." I got the job and a whole new series of studies evolved with one purpose -- gather more data. To: Jan Bollinger Persons, Lora Homme Page, and Patti Jones Ahrens, all lovely young ladies of ('60) Sorry, Jan, I gotta go with Lora on this one, or not. Now, bare with me for just a while. Patti, I too, once had a dog named "Gunney," officially "Gunner" (RIP), but sometimes called "Guns" for the short commanding names needed for hunting dogs. I know the informal probably should be gunny but I preferred "gunney." He was, as all of my hunters have been, a Yellow Labrador Retriever. I named him that when he was a young recruit out of respect for both Warrant Officers (Gunners) and Gunnery Sergeants (Gunnies or Guns) that I had known during my time in my beloved Marine Corps. Gunner came in line after "Buff" my first yellow Devil Dog. Buff was quiet, confident, and a bit reserved. I should have named him, Sergeant Major. Semper Fi, Sergeant Buff (RIP). However, Buff did have a disgusting habit of glaring at us and emitting loud heavy sighs whenever Cousin Buck or myself missed shots at ducks or geese that would have been easy retrieves for him. OK, I'm putting my clothes back on. Enough chunky dunkin' in the puddle for today. The sun's hot and this story is a little longer than I had intended. Gunney was with me back during the days when I was heavily into horse packing and trail riding. Now, he was a lovable lab, but never quite the hunter/retriever that Buff was. In fact, my wife, Jeanne, always irreverently referred to him as "Odie," you know, of Garfield fame. On one ride in the Okanogan Forest, Gunney couldn't seem to understand the principle of staying out from under my horse's "patut." I was concerned that he would get his chops busted from a sudden retrograde movement of General Chesty Puller's (Chesty for short) hind hooves. I know, hopeless, I seem to name a lot of participants and things in my life after Marines and Gyrene stuff. Gunner insisted on following Chesty at close interval up the trail. And then it happened. PLOP, FLOP, PLOP! I instantly knew without looking. But, I had to look anyway. Sure enough, there was Gunney, with a whipped dog expression on his face and a green, oozing stocking cap right on top of his head. Jan, there is no other way to describe it. It was "Pee Green." Lora, I hope this story provides redemption. I can assure all of you there were no little green creatures about. However, I believe the sudden addition to Gunner's wardrobe was fortuitous as Chesty seemed to be distracted while giving Gunney the "Horse Laugh" who was sneezing and blinking rather rapidly. Neither horse nor dog saw the cougar that bounded across the trail about 50 yards ahead. I made a command decision right then and there. We did not retreat, we merely attacked the trail in a different direction and when back at camp, Gunner seemed to enjoy a dunk in the cattle watering pond immensely. And Jan, thanks for the hint about Dictionary.Com -- I needed that. Old dogs learn new tricks very s l o w l y. To: John Adkins ('62) Agreed, belts are for safety and suspenders are for security, but as Henry Fonda's (RIP) character said in one of his westerns, "I never trusted a man who couldn't trust his own belt and had to wear both belt and suspenders to keep his pants up." Or something like that. To: Jeff Michael ('65) I desperately need a "Captain Courageous" djing, mcing, commanding, or whatever you guys call it, on a WW II PT Boat or a Viet Nam Era riverboat equipped with torpedoes, quad fifties, depth charges and speakers blaring "Ride or Cry of the Valkyries" (sp and whatever it is) as seen in Apocalypse Now. I am beginning to suspect enemy terrorist frogdudes of coming ashore from my puddle at night and molesting my peaches. They're still Pee Green (the peaches) so I think it is just recon movement and probes all along the Western Front sprinkler line at present. But, I fear that an all out beach assault is imminent. I would be happy to have you aboard, unfortunately, my fleet currently consists of a canoe and two aging leaky donut-style float tubes, well, one is actually flat right now, but I do have water wings for equipping senior citizen combat swimmer teams and I stayed at that well known hotel/Inn a night or two a few years back so I feel up to the challenge. Sometime back, one of my old Marine buddies, married a lovely Canadian Lass who knows the Prime Minister. They arranged for the loan of two cruisers, a squadron of fighter/bombers, and a battalion of elite ground troops to support my struggle against peach squeezing terrorists. Unfortunately, after the rate of exchange was factored in, I received one canoe and a rubber raft, a bunch of flying squirrels and one old retired Mountie (about my age and condition). Then, the Iraqi war started, and Canada refused support and withdrew all my lend/lease aid. So, yes Jeff, I need all the volunteer help I can get. My pee green peaches are getting more bruised by the night from those cowardly, black cloaked, Ninja-like peach squeezers. I'm George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ And I did not approve this squeezing! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Pee Green Haven't you ever heard of poetic license? Little green men, indeed! Admittedly, some of my "intimate associations" have been with some pretty "mysterious creatures," but they were all most definitely of earthly origins (some more than others) and none of them was green! I have some standards, you know. Re: Ratlings Jan, probably if you'd fed their mother, she wouldn't have been forced to resort to cannibalism. I told you and I told you, I pleaded with you, but would you listen to me? Nooooo. Re: Pedal (thanks!) Pushers I thought for a while that when referring to pedal pushers in the future I'd just use the P.P. acronym, but I think that one's taken. What do you suggest, other than going to I realize that that question leaves me open to more abuse, but it is a serious one. The dictionary is far too much trouble when I've got my faithful, lifetime friend, Jan, to keep me straight, spelling-wize. I give up, what's a PIA? -Lora Homme Page ('60) ~ Kennewick - where I don't know what's in the forecast and I don't care. "Some like it hot." ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: MLou Williams ('60) To Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) I'm so sorry to hear about your dad's condition, Paula. I think everyone in Richland either knows or knows about Paul Beardsley, so he will have no shortage of prayers and well wishers, me included. I guess we have to expect these things at their ages. My mom, who is 89 this year, has just been treated for breast cancer - of all things - with seven full weeks of daily radiation. You would think at their ages they could have a respite from disease, but I guess since we don't put them out on an iceberg when they're our age, we have to expect something unpleasant to come and take them. Is it worth the anguish so we can have them around an extra 40 years? No question. -MLou Williams ('60) ~ In beautiful downtown Hermiston, OR where it's another week of 90s and 100s, and where after six years, the newly-constructed city pool is finally open, so I can sleep sounder (without the fear of sweet young hooligans climbing the fence to use our pool!) Hey Richland, Hermiston's new pool is bigger than your new pool. What is That? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) To: Karen Cole Correll ('55) Re: P-51 What can I say Karen. "I'm eating my heart out". I want to go. Congratulations on a ride of a lifetime. I knew there we're other Bomber women who were thrill seekers. "Top Gun" is one of my favorites also. You keep after hubby to get you on your next flight of a lifetime. If you can invite others don't forget me! Do you have any pictures of you and the plane to put in the Sandstorm? To: John Richardson ('58) Re: Florida Luncheon Ok! I will back off the Date, Time and Place for three or maybe four days. To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Bungee Jumping Every once in a while a word is used which stumps me. Well now, me Irish puddle man you did that with Stupefy. Really thought it was one of those words like "ain't, ain't in the dictionary" as was a joke I remember back in our high school years. I was wrong. (I pulled up the trusty internet dictionary up to check it Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) because I didn't have time to email our official dictionary lady, so named by Lora Homme Page ('60)). "Pappy" If you hurry you can jump on to the reservations with Jeff Michael ('65) to go Bungee jumping. Then you will do another thrill of a lifetime. Those little elastic straps will give you a ride like you have not ever known. How did you figure out my 29th nick name is "Missy"? Surprised me. When I Bungee jumped there wasn't much of a puddle down there underneath me, but what small small river was there did make me a puddle partner to all puddle partners. Jumping out of airplanes never made sense to me because there is no puddle down there to catch you. Did think about doing it many times. To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Bungee jumping No I didn't yell when I dove off. I was so glad to get onto the bridge and actually do the jump after waiting the whole day. The Bungee Zone people couldn't get me strapped into the Bungee fast enough. Once I jumped the first whip of the Bungee did make me wonder what I was doing there. Then the Bungee cord went into a big swing that brought sounds like I had never heard before. As I swung back and forth did not want the Bungee to stop. Could have swung forever. (I've always enjoyed swinging, especially on big park swings, another Richland thing.) The light sound of the whisper of the air so indescribable, as well as the dive made it all so worth while. Yes, my grandchildren have many stories to tell about their grandmother. I'll be good and not go into more detail. Whoops! Now that you have quit being the dictionary lady I'm glad I didn't email you. To: Lora Homme ('60) Re: Skip's Uniforms I remember the lady that choose them. We all had a few words for her. Pea or Pee green were not the right words. It was just awful, awful green not fit for anyone to wear. Maybe that's why they closed so fast. Lost business over the green. Re: Finding Bombers when least expected. This weekend was dubbed for rest. My friend suggested Brunch. When we got to Denny's it was overcrowded and waiting in line was not what I wanted to do. My determination was to be as smiley as I could. All the sudden my name was called from behind me. Was surprised to find a huge hug from Linda McKnight Hoban ('65). Another one of my little sister Nina Jones Rowe's ('65) childhood friends that hung out at our house. Enjoyed every moment with Linda, her new husband Denny Hoban and my friend. After talking for about two hours we couldn't hardly tear ourselves away to get on with their returning to Portland and my friend and I off to do some other things. Linda and her husband had been at Pacific raceway for the drag races. Coming from Renton Linda happened to see the Denny's sign and they stopped. We all couldn't get over how odd it was they picked that Denny's at that time. Linda's new husband Denny is definitely fun. Congratulations to you both. You will have many years of happiness. To: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Bungee Jumping I liked the feet tied. It took long to get on the boat. That way I didn't have to stop as fast. I was ready to go again but it was too late in the day. I'm sure your picture will be worth seeing on the Sandstorm. I think my photographer enjoyed every minute of capturing me in the dive. Surprised all my friends too. As I said, "it didn't surprise me". Dive form is what I planned. Thanks for the compliment. To: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) Re: Paul Beardsley The mention of your dad always brings such special memories of childhood. All the great fireworks and the many other things he did. A name so many in Richland knew for his generosity. My prayers are with him and your family. Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - The moon is glowing across the water as it becomes full this week. Thankfully it's early enough in the night time that I get to see it for hours as it slowly moves through the sky. Next will be the glowing harvest moons. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Safety and Security Defined? To: John Adkins ('62) I'd appreciate an expansion on your statement about Belts = Safety & suspenders = Security. In the sense of "Where the weight is distributed", I've acquired a preference for suspenders, since there's usually a load in me pockets (I have never really learned to 'travel light', and feel slightly underdressed w/o pocket knife, 4" crescent, measuring tape, hand lens, etc.- plus the wallet, keys, change, etc). As a logger and Especially as a tree planter (where a bag with 4 or 5 hundred 2 year-old seedlings is strapped around one's middle, as one heads out across a clear cut), belts kind of got in the way (and so did pants cuffs... loggers routinely hack the finished hem of a cuff off, usually near the tops of their boots, which gives them this look of a close brush with god's own pinking shears). The reasoning for losing a cuff is so that a protruding broken limb will tear through a cuff, rather than dropping the wearer onto some unhallowed ground- and it works, in practice. Same is true for suspenders- they'll pop loose & free one (and one's pants, usually) if accidently tangled in brush, gear, tree limbs, etc. A great many of the Society of Ocean Trawlers among whom I worked and mingled also favored suspenders... perhaps because one has the freedom to rotate several degrees in either direction without one's trousers necessarily following along- very handy when accidently getting a trolling hook caught on a pant leg. It feels, at least, that one has the same relative freedom that a compass has in its housing... To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Maybe Lora meant "peddle pushers" in an economic, rather than a biophysical, sense... but pro'ly not... There are some very thorough studies about when rats will devour their young- it has to do with available space. Rats have indicated by this that they can be truly selfless social animals, that know their limits- and, by extension, the limits of their environs to satisfy their needs. I imagine that there are probably slumlords in the world conducting similar (albeit undocumented) experiments... To Pappy: RePPeat after me: "I don't got to show you no Stinkin'..." oh, never mind... To our correspondent near Copalis Crossing [That would be Carol Cross ('64) -Maren]: didja feel the quake? It looks like it was centered at the Big Creek bridge on 101 about 9 miles East. There's a good website for this: In the immortal words of Fred McDowell: "Shake 'em on Down!" ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) To: Pappy Swan ('59) Re: floor shifters of local fame Professor Swan, I must remind you that while I was most certainly a blue-blood hot rodder in my teen years, I did not attend any Richland schools past the sixth grade. This means that I have no experience with the floor shift to which you refer. I do however, have a working knowledge of these mechanical contrivances, and the methods with which they effect their intended purpose. The shifter you describe actually sounds quite sophisticated with its spring-loaded mechanism. In a standard American 3 speed column shift transmission, (aside from Chrysler Corporations "selector transmission), there are two levers/posts on the side of the case. In all Ford and GM "boxes" these items are dedicated to operating forks that control sliders inside the transmission itself and there are four positions. One of the posts/levers controls the Reverse and First gear selection, while the second controls the 2nd gear/3rd gear fork. When the column linkage is eschewed in favor of the more direct (and certainly "sportier") floor shift, in order to maintain the standard "H" pattern (R & 1st on the left, 2nd & 3rd on the right, with neutral located at the crossbar) - the levers that operate the posts must be "flipped" from their downward-pointing position to an upward-pointing position. If you do not do this, the shift pattern itself is reversed totally to an upside-down "H" pattern. In the case of the shifter in question, if engaging first gear required you to push the stick forward (toward the dash) then the control lever at the transmission had NOT been "flipped". Concurrently, if the shifter had a "forward" position for 2nd gear, then that lever HAD in fact, been "flipped". Sometimes it was not possible to flip both levers due to interference from the overdrive solenoid (if so equipped) and many low budget shifters for o/drive cars had a shift pattern similar to what you describe - push forward for 1st, pull back to neutral, then forward again for 2nd, and then straight back for 3rd, with reverse being located on the left leg of the "H" pulled back toward the seat. You would have to talk to other individuals who had installed this particular "brand" of shifter to determine whether all of them featured the semi-reversed "H" pattern, or only those equipped with overdrive. In my high school life (erroneously rumored to have lasted long past graduation), a couple of us designed and "manufactured" a few floor shifts for ourselves and our friends, as "three by the knee" was considered preferable to "three on the tree". Most assuredly, "four on the floor" (a description of the shift action, not a slang term for a double-date at the drive-in) was the pinnacle of shifting euphoria, but given that this was the late '50s, early '60s, there were few passenger car 4spds available to the average HS hotrodder. Our floor shift was not anywhere as cool as the one you describe, and actually required some serious participation by the driver to find the right places to move the lever...I like that spring-loaded idea, but the only spring we used was a helical unit in between the two shift levers and had no effect on the lever as far as positioning it for the next shift. There were many floor shift manufacturers over the years, some good, some not so good. A Washington-based company that put out one of the best was "DragFast", which was an excellent unit that compared well with the much-vaunted (and final survivor in the "shifter wars") Hurst Mfg Co. As automatic transmissions became more popular in high-performance cars due to their ability (with "tweaking" of course) to shift with less rpm drop between gears and the ability of the A/T cars to launch without having to juggle clutch, brake and accelerator duties - the standard shift transmissions lost favor, and now (with the exception of "muscle car" collectors) there is little demand for 3 or 4 speed shifters. Hurst markets a much-abbreviated line of such items, and there are companies that specialize in rebuilding factory shifters for the above-referenced collectors. Next class, we'll discuss the various permutations of the Saginaw, Muncie, Borg-Warner, and Ford top-loader 4speeds. Please be mindful that the final test will include questions on the Unified Force Field Theory and its relationship to the placement of the Oort Cloud. Thank you for your patience, when I idle through Richland this fall, I will attempt to contact you and perhaps we can have a picture of ourselves next to your puddle, resplendent in our Helly Hansons. A side note on the many alliterative references to your personal body of water: A modicum of moisture makes most mavens of meticulous mockery mighty mellifluous in their meager meanderings mentioning your man-made model of Minnesota. I, however salute your sagaciously simple segues from pride in your pond to polite protestations predicated on pressure from the pundits. I remain: Sesquipedalianly yours, -Dennis Johnson ('62WB) ~ Las Vegas, NV - where the simple rules apply: Takeoffs are optional, landings are MANDATORY ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: Class of '64 Photo CD Album The Photo CD Album for the class of '64's 40th reunion is ready to be delivered. There are more than 250 but less than 300 pictures on the CD. The pictures were donated for sharing to the class by several of your classmates. These Photo Albums are playable on any personal computer - and most DVD players. The cost of each CD is $10.00 To get your CD send me an e-mail with your postal mailing address, and I will send you a CD by return mail, and you may send me the "ten bucks" by "return return mail" -John Adkins ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) To: George Pappy Swan ('59) Re: Puddle Pond or is it Pappy's Puddle Was it only 2 weeks ago that I told you I found your Puddle intriguing and you told me that no one had ever mentioned it before? My, my, my look at it now. I think that I should be named the official first Puddle Pal since I was the first one to mention it. Muddle, muddle, duddle, fuddle, Oh what stories from the Puddle! Wow, it make go down in history as the first famous Puddle from Bombersville! To: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) Marilyn The scary thing about going to the Prom with your brother is, will you be able to recognize him. I wouldn't want to go with some alien! To: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) I will remember your Dad in my prayers, Paula, and all of your family as I know how trying these times can be. Re: The Dump I'll bet you I have a dump story that is hard to beat. I don't know where the dump was and I never remember going there in the day time. But when I was a sophomore and going with Ronnie Miller ('61)... after the first formal I ever went to, to top the evening off, the boys, there must have been about 4 couples, took us girls, formals an all out to the dump. There we shot tin cans and bottles with Ronnie's 22. We girls must have been foolish to go along with such a thing but then we were crazy and young! I think I got the best of Ronnie though because I turned out to be a pretty good shot! -Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) I need some help.......... I recently purchased an ipod and I need help remembering some of the "oldies but goodies" for our era....... any suggestions? -Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63)~ (Gold Medal Class of '63) Where tonight we will finally vote at the City Council on Officially declaring Simi Valley as "Home of the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library"... *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/28/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Jerry Swain ('54) Gus Keeney ('57), John Richardson ('58) George "Pappy" Swan ('59), Jan Bollinger ('60) Lola Heidlebaugh ('60), Lora Homme ('60) John Browne, Jr. ('61), Roger Gress ('61) John Adkins ('62), Carol Cross ('64) Linda Reining ('64), Ray Stein ('64) Mike Howell ('68WB), Stu Osborn ('71) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER LUNCH Today: Girls of '63 & '64 Lunch BOMBER BIRTHDAYS Today: Laura Dean Kirby ('55) Sharon McDermott Bruce ('63) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Re: Paul Beardsley I never think of Richland in the '40s that I don't think of Paul Beardsley. We sang Red River Valley at every event we had: Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July, etc. (By the way - where is Red River Valley?) Of course there were other songs - but that particular one was first on the list. My prayers are with Paul and please get well. Who can we ask if a question on old Richland if it comes up? -Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) ~ south/government Richland - about 10 cooler today - HOORAY! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jerry Swain ('54) Re: Information on Tom McGuire ('54) Tom had a fall at his home three weeks ago and is currently in a care facility after a brief stay in the hospital. He will be in the care facility for three more weeks and will miss the reunion. For those who would like to send a card to him, send me an email and I'll send you his address. -Jerry Swain ('54) ~ From sunny Bremerton at my daughter's home for two more days then back to Goodyear, AZ. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gus Keeney ('57) Dr. Peare says that my shoulder is coming along as well as could be expected at this point. They took the staples out today. At least now I can shower without having to cover the sutures with plastic!!! The new sling is way bulkier than the last. It has a block of foam between my arm and my side to hold the arm away from my side. I have more trouble keeping it from getting in the way of everything I do. AH!!, the price of Glory!!! The xray of my neck showed that I need to wear the neck brace for another month. They show a thin black line between the vertebrae that still needs to fill in before he will chance taking off the brace for good. My next appointment with him is August 26th. It's been a long summer!! -Gus Keeney ('57) ~ Yuma where it is 90 out now at 12:45 AM ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) Re: All Florida All Bomber Lunch To: All Bombers As you may or may not know, Hal Smith Jr. ('56) and I are putting together an all Florida Bomber luncheon or picnic slated this late September or October of this year. We have really had great response and are still hoping for more Bomber contacts. For all of you Bombers who have sent us the names and addresses of Bomber alums who live in the Florida area, we thank you. A special thanks to Pete Overdahl ('60) for sending Keith Arndt's ('60) information. It turns out that Keith lives in the very small town of Parrish, FL where another Bomber lives, Frank DeVincentis ('56). For those of you who are interested, the following is a list of people which we are in contact with at this time. Keith Arndt ('60), Lynda Brandon ('70) Honorary Sally Kessell Chambers ('55), L. "Tom" Coleman ('66) Gene Conley ('48), Carole Staples Emmons ('54) Carole Haynes Finch ('51), Dan P. Foelker ('51) Judith Worchester Kolts ('59), Gale Baker Tice ('59) Katie Riggins Richardson ('60), Hal Smith Jr. ('56), John Richardson ('58), Ann Jernigan Rimes ('51) Frank DeVincentis ('56WB), Deanna Fulcher Weaver ('72) Betty Boggs Whiting ('51) We also know (or at least we think) that Chet Roberts ('59) lives in the Orlando, FL area. Anyone who may have info as to Chet"s new email or snail mail, please contact me. Once again, if you know of any Bomber alum that may live in Florida not on the list above, please contact us, and we thank all of you for your help in this venture. To: Patti Ahrens Jones ('60) Re: Four days We are getting close Patti, We"re getting close!!! Bomber Cheers, -John Richardson ('58) & Hal Smith, Jr. ('56) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Chicken Soup For The Soul To: Max Sutton ('57) Happy Birthday to one of my "favoritist" Bombers, Max Sutton ('57), whose kindness and smiling face on a troop ship in the early '60s in the middle of the milling masses of Marines and sailors in the middle of the "Pizzacific" Ocean will never be forgotten by a young Marine who now has done got old. But how did you land that job as Chaplain's Assistant -- still blows me away? To: John Richardson ('58) Ordinarily, I might be receptive to the thought of trading a very small portion of Puddle Pond (a few inches or so) for a few miles of some prestigious Florida beach front property (the value of puddle pond shoreline property has skyrocketed with the recent fame it has enjoyed, yah know). Damn, there go the taxes! However, we are at war now and all beach and shoreline areas of Puddle Pond have been seized by the Department of Homeland Peach Patrol in the ongoing effort to rid our shores of pussyfooting peach pinchers. We don't allow no pussyfooting 'roun' heh! I would never call you ASAP, especially since we have become Puddle Pals and it is OK if you call Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) a lert. I always wanted to be alert 'cause the whole world ... loves a lert. And, I still haven't gotten over Regina whatever her name was in 1st grade for having no love for me (see below). "Yo're write bout the Anglish teaches, I think there still amazed and stupefied thet I maid it threw tha comincemeat line and getted won of them their diplomats, mee two fer thet madder." I can hear them now, harmonizing, "Shame, shame, shame, shame on fools!" Thet were a song, weren't it? To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Stupefy. Wish I could say that I coined it because it is descriptive of so many moments in the episodes of my life. Actually, I believe it came from Lil' Abner. Wasn't there a lady named Stupefying -----(whatever, maybe Jones)? Who stupefied all the young men of, what was it? Dogpatch, USA? If not, shoulda been. I have known some stupefiers in my time who never would give me the time of day. The first was Regina -------something in first grade in Sunnyside, a stunning little blond who showed little appreciation for the weak and silent type such as myself. Took most of my remaining lifetime to get over it 'cause...I was STUPEFIED. Once again, people just will not believe me, I am physic! That's how I knew you were a Missy and besides it fit the John Wayne dialogue. And speaking of thrills, I found the poem and related short story that I wrote years back to celebrate survival after my first free fall sky diving event. I'll tack them on below and Maren can either include, attach, or print them out and use for fish wrap. Keep in mind, I was much younger then and so happy to still be warm and breathin' after that misadventure. And, if that is found to be of at least mediocre interest, perhaps I will spin the story of my very first jump on static line where I almost caused the plane full of skydivers to go down with me kickin' and screamin' (well, maybe I would have been too stupefied to scream) tangled in my chute on the tail of the plane. To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Denny, you are an amazing wealth of mechanical memories entwined with variousness in vocabularies. I am convinced that your mental makeup must be immortalized and I am even further convinced that alas, your position as Pappy's Puddle Pond Pontificator will be just a stepping stone in life, therefore I shall alert the Smithsonian to the fact that Las Vegas is not all show girls and glitter for there is one shining individual residing there who is capable of amazing and stupefying the masses. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! And, I think someone once said that any landing you can walk away from is a good one, just some are "better'n" others. Maybe some other motor enthusiast will come forth on the shifter. To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) You can call it Puddle Pond, you can call it Pappy's Puddle, but yah doesn't has to call it PP -- No more! Ah ha! I have just answered my own question of a couple of days ago. Who started this? It was you! You are the culprit that egged me on to describe and picture my puddle after I ran it past you and my much younger sister, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) as a test email release. By the power vested in me by the Florida Beach Bum Mafia, and as official Mayor of Pappy's Puddle AKA Puddle Pond (remember, it is my puddle) I officially declare you, Donni Clark Dunphy (Bomber Grad in the year of our Lord, 1963) as the official first Pappy's Puddle Pal. This honor is bestowed upon you in recognition of you're being the first Bomber to respond with puddle comments including, "Muddle, muddle, duddle, fuddle... and on and on and on." Oh what stories the Puddle has prompted others to tell and you are responsible for them! Had I not received your encouragement, I probably would have drained the little swamp and filled it in? Of course, by then I would have been up to my posterior in 'gators and trying to avoid some aging blond guy with an Aussie accent, waving a borrowed American Bowie knife and yelling, "No, this is a knife." -George "Pappy" Swan ('59)~ After reading responses to Puddle Pond Palaver for a couple of weeks, I am even more convinced that laughter is truly "chicken soup for the soul!" My after thoughts on a day of skydiving many years ago ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Gosh, Pappy, you might have been a little discreet with your proposition! Now everyone knows, and Hubby says I'm not gonna' be "bare with" anyone but him--in a puddle or elsewhere! Now, at the risk of extending the rather tasteless, scatological conversation initiated by Lora Homme Page ('60), I have to say that there IS another way to describe the "oozing stocking cap" that landed on Gunney's head. That was not Pee Green: it was Poop Green! "Plop, flop, plop" could hardly describe the sound of....never mind. The prosecution rests its case. (What is that word "gyrene"? Is it a special shade of green?) To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Where were you when I was writing my report on rat families?!! That one piece of information about why they cannibalize their young would have undoubtedly secured me an "A"! It is rather satisfying to note that a project from my high school days is still serving to educate... thanks! To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Since I learned it from you, please tell Lora Homme Page ('60) what a PIA is. (I vowed not to talk to her in this public forum anymore... of course, that doesn't mean I can't talk ABOUT her. Just yesterday, she tried to win me over with the promise of her next-born child, but I don't think a green kid would be accepted in our neighborhood.) [I already told Lora what PIA means. -Maren] -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ Spokane - where our high today will be a pleasant 84, with 11% humidity and a nice little breeze. Perfect! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) Re: 2004 Portland/Vancouver Bomber Picnic DATE: Saturday - August 14, 2004 TIME:1030 ish ,start grilling at non WHERE: Battle Ground Lake State Park WHERE: Battle Ground Lake State Park (Note: $5 parking fee per car DIRECTIONS: I-5 southbound: Take exit #14 I-5 northbound: Take exit #9 follow signs to city of Battle Ground. Drive to east end of town. Turn left on Grace Ave. (in front of Foodliner Grocery), and follow signs to park, approximately three miles from city of Battle Ground. FOOD: Please bring a side dish - hamburgers, hot dogs, beverages & paper goods will be provided. Bring your annuals and your memories. All Bombers, Spouses & Friends are welcome! See you August 14! -Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60) ~ ALWAYS A BOMBER! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Re: Sesquipedalianly, et al Wow! -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Re: Modalities of verbal confliction To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Man!.. you set yourself up for the Perfect Sentence; and then you blew it. Why didn't you say.."with which they effect their affect.."- instead of.."and the methods with which they effect their intended purpose.."? Ya coulda been a CONTENDAH, Dennie!.. sigh (I can see Tom Barton's great head slowly nodding, eyes twinkling with the light of a million adverbs, the quizzical smile slowly forming...) To: Donnie Clark Dunphy ('63) AHA! A WITCH! "Muddle, muddle.." inDEED! I can see you there, with your great thousand year old tortoise and huge iron kettle by the barbecue at the edge of the Orange County desert, stirring up TROUBLE!.. & probably wearing your MOUSE EARS, TOO! You better be CAREful, DCD- there's a lot of Puritans in the greater LA chaparral... even if you still have a Rifle! (BTW, do you work on a "commission" basis? I got a couple of projects that call for... incantations...) Re: Skip's uniforms There is a tint known as "institutional Green" among some present (& former) gov't employees (and maybe others). It combines pee Green & bile Yellow (and may be familiar to those who have suffered the "Dry Heaves"). Is That the one? To: John Richardson ('58) Is it true that anyone from Florida who doesn't also have a Realtor's License is not considered a "complete person"? I see a World of Good coming from your attempts to sub-divide Pappy's Puddle. Put me down for an East-facing lot with as narrow a beachfront footage as possible (knowing how assessors will respond to this Golden Opportunity)... prob'ly the width of my posterior. To: Lora Homme Page ('60) I am the Regional Rhyme Police- and I want to see your Poetic License, toot sweet! Just put it in a "PITA pocket" and mail it to me (along with a SASE)- and don't forget to put enough postage on it. What's WRONG, today?.. WHERE'S MY MEDICATION?!! NURSE? (where's that button?..) NURSE! I'm LOSING It... ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA PS I can hardly believe that the words "Mrs Lucky" and "swimming pool" were posted on the same day! Where are the stars & planets? NURSE?!! (Will there be a Stone in my soup? Hopefully an agate... or petrified wood...) ^..^ ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Roger Gress ('61) I just wanted to let everyone know that country singer Michael Peterson ('77) will be at Rattlesnake Mountain Brewing Company on Saturday July 31st from 7:30 to 9:00. -Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Adkins ('62) Re: The Dump and Formal Dances To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Ya know - I actually remember that instance - my date for that dance (a real nice girl from the north end of town) and I were party to that shooting event. I can't imagine why we went shooting 22s after a formal dance. I guess it's one of those things that just makes ya go "hmmmmmmmm". -John Adkins ('62) ~ At least it's not triple digits in "Beautiful downtown Tri-Cities" today ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Carol Cross Llewellyn ('64) Re: Humptulips Earthquake To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) As a matter of fact I did feel the earthquake Sunday nite. It was different than the other two we felt here at Copalis Crossing being one big thud like something heavy falling on the house and not a long rumbling like the others; so different that I didn't even think it was an earthquake until I read The Daily World's (Aberdeen, WA) description of it which stated no injuries or damage. -Carol Cross Llewellyn ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Reining ('64) To: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) Re: "oldies" I have two sites for "oldies but goodies" music: and -Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - too blasted HOT - gonna be this way for the rest of the week with a cooling off trend towards the end of the week (will get down to a "cool" 98!!!) ARGH! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ray Stein ('64) No matter were he is interviewed, the "towering" Jim House ('63) manages to mention Richland. -Ray Stein ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Mike Howell ('68WB) Ok David [Rivers ('65)] and all other Street Rod Folks; We will be set up for Hot August Nights in Sparks, NV just in front of the Cinema Fountain. We Set up Tuesday AM and will be open from 9am until 11pm daily thru Saturday night. Sure hope to see some old faces there besides my own. -Mike Howell ('68WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Stu Osborn ('71) Might be a good idea to take a quick peek at this link and follow the advice there, Bombers -> Also, there have been an increasing number of "phishing" emails reported lately where perpetrators say they are banks who need you to go to a website and update your personal information. Banks normally do not ever ask you to do this. I actually received an email from a "bank" in which I didn't have an account so it was easy to ignore but just a heads up for everyone... That's called "phishing" for account numbers, PIN numbers, etc - anything someone can use to take money from your account. Hey Bombers! Anyone still have a Hodaka Ace 90 or 100 in their garage these days? I used to ride hopped up ones all over the desert in Richland behind the airport near the By-Pass Hiway and entered a few races on them in the late '60s to middle '70s. Had sponsorship from my Dad and used racing parts purchased at cost from the "Cyclist Center" on Kennewick Avenue. There's two project bikes in my garage now, a '67 Ace 90 and a '72 Ace 100 B+. Just wondering if anyone wants to trade parts or swap parts sources... I would swap Hodaka websites and contacts with any other Hodaka owners out there in Bomberville if there are any. Just got back from the "Hodaka Days" 40th annual reunion in Athena, OR (where they used to import Hodaka) and man was it a blast!!! Check out the "Hodaka Days" website. -Stu Osborn ('71) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/29/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff: Fred Latendresse ('57), John Richardson ('58) George "Pappy" Swan ('59), Lora Homme ('60) Audrey Eberhardt ('61WB), Dennis Johnson ('62) Nancy Fellman ('62), Dave Hanthorn ('63) Jim House ('63), David Rivers ('65) Jeff Michael ('65), Patti McLaughlin ('65) Tedd Cadd ('66), Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) Ken Staley ('68) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAYS Today: Vern L. McGhan ('49) Tom Hughes ('56) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Latendresse ('57) Observations from the not-so-mysterious East: 1) Prior to the National Inquirer I have a faint recollection that most garbage went into three or four large land-fills just east of GWWay, between Benham and Falley. Bill Berlin ('56) was right in his recall of the fall-out (or was it 'slither' out) from the Great Flood of 1948. I learned the meaning of 'absolute silence' as a result of riding to school in Bill's 1947 or 1948 Plymouth (along with other folk) and having Bill query "who'd like to chip in for gas?". Not even the proverbial pin had the courage to drop! 2) We had rain and a high of 65 today. And you people think that you have a reason to complain about the weather. It has been either a really strange summer, or a very mild winter - the Down-Easters can't make up their minds. The early indications (i.e. all the lobsters packing umbrellas in April) should have been a clue of some sort. But hey! Do we complain!!! Endlessly, and with no little whining and sniveling thrown in for added alienation! 3) We have been in Maine for about five years now and in just two or three more centuries we should be accepted as an equal by the natives!!! Most of these native 'Mainers' are outwardly friendly, but still treat those of us "from away" with a mixture of reserve and 'deep Slavic suspicion' (one of the deepest forms of suspicion known to man, or to women for that matter). After living most of our lives (thus far) in the western U.S., with its acceptance of people at pretty much face value, it does seen slightly quirky or off-center to view strangers with such a lack of trust. But hey! Do you hear me complaining about it? 4) With 95% of its land area covered with trees and a coastline of some 3,000 miles (if it were stretched into a straight line) this is a beautiful place to live. We're about 50 miles from Nova Scotia (as the raven flies, and how they love to fly), and 75 miles from New Brunswick. And the same distance to Bangor. I wouldn't say that the Town of Addison is small, but we hold our annual Town Meetings in a phone booth!!! 5) Just wanted to say 'hey' to friends and past acquaintances. I wouldn't say that we don't miss the Tri- Cities; every once in while, with the prevailing winds from the west, I swear that I can smell the faint odor of sage!!! Maybe it's time to head back. And in closing, please be reminded that 'the rain in Maine has plugged the drain'!!! Again! -Fred Latendresse ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Puddle Pond Development "Pappy," I truly wish, in fact I beg you to reconsider the possible development of your Prestigious Puddle, Think of the Potential gain, wealth, and fame of having a Premier Puddle development! Consider this, try and visualize "Pappys Puddle" surrounded by softly rolling hills, upscale homes and condos with sweeping green (not pee green) lawns running down to the wide white sand beaches kissing the pristine waters of your loving "Puddle". When you plan an upscale venture such as this, you must have the proper name to (suck in) encourage potential investors. Having said that, I want you to understand that this name has to have "Pizzazz". It must "catch the eye", it must "excite the senses", it must "Knock Your Socks Off"! "Pappy", "Pappy", "Pappy, thats "Three" and it rhymes with "PPP" and that stands for "Pappys Pleasure Puddle" Estates! Think of it man, youll be B.M.O.P. "Big Man On Puddle"!!! You must move quickly as John Browne Jr. ('61) is interested in making an investment. "Pappy", dont let this opportunity slip past you, just give me the word and we will move, on this once in a life time Puddle. One last thing, do not make any mention of Puddle Terrorist in the future as we do not want to upset potential investors. To: John Browne Jr. ('61) Re: East Facing Lot John, I will speak with George "Pappy" Swan ('59) regarding your request for an East facing lot at "Pappys Pleasure Puddle Estates". You would be well advised to contact Pappy personally as he seems some what reluctant to move on subdividing this beautiful (should be a National Park) property. See if you can twist his arm and get him to move on this, you seem to have his ear. Oh! By the way, "Pappy was just kidding about the terrorist activity around his puddle. One last thing, I take exception at your accusation that I am not a complete and full person.. I have always been a complete and full of it kind of guy!!! -John Richardson ('58) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: "Bearly," barely, I say unto thee To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) No, no, no. Sorry, I did not mean to imply fellowship in the puddle. My chunky dunkin' sessions are personal for the old chunk himself (and those pesky squirrels). Now, if you other folks disrobed while reading my posting, well, what you do in front of your own private "compooter" is your call. OK, so I definitely do need to subscribe to the services of Once again, I am red-faced and have "stupidfied" myself. I can barely bear the thought of being bare in front of fully clothed school mates. Now I need a Bayer. When much younger, that recurring dream used to haunt and taunt me (you know, going to school and suddenly realizing that you had forgotten something and were "bearfully bare") but now the dream fairy merrily laughs hysterically if I even approach having it again at my age. That dream was worse than the one I had for years after college about realizing that I missed taking final exams and they caught up with me and wanted my sheepskin back. Wow! And, I feared all along that my uninhibited chunky dunkin' might get me in trouble... again. Now, I know why my wife planted all the trees and shrubs around the site of Puddle Pond. Since the camouflage and concealment grew up, the neighbors seem to yell a lot less, things like, "Get your clothes back on!" and "Is that a beached whale in your puddle?" The neighbors around here just love me and are so friendly. But, now, few can see Pappy's Puddle -- Except for those nosey peeping-tom squirrels that keep throwing walnuts at me and chattering something in squirrel language about... Oh...yeah... "Get your clothes back on!" "Awright," truthfully, me wife won't let me in me puddle wi'out' me knickers on. Possibly, the color of Gunney's stocking cap, could have been described as ..."Pee Youse" or "Green Poopon," but now I degenerate. And, yes, Gyrene green would be synonymous with Marine Green as in the immortal words of Marine Sergeants everywhere since their beginning, "If it 'ain't' nailed down -- Paint it Gyrene green! And, if it is nailed down, paint it anyway." Did you know that the Marines were more or less born in a tavern? The concept of a small Corps of Marines was already in place when the colonies rebelled against Great Britain in 1775. So, "The Few And The Proud," were around from the beginning. However, on June 25, 1776, Innkeeper Robert Mullan was commissioned as a Marine Captain and began recruiting enlisted men from his establishment, Tun Tavern in Philadelphia. Kind of explains partly why we Marines would follow our officers anywhere, doesn't it. Semper Fi! To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) JB, Get me some of that medication. Oh, what's your nurse look like? To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Re: The Dump and Formal Dances Let's see now (DCD, I like that), a writer, a sense of humor, and sniping rats (bottles -- whatever) with a .22 in yer formal dress after the Prom, and a pretty good shot at that (modestly confident too) -- I am impressed. My respect for you just grows and grows toward "stupefication." Wonder if we can still shoot at the dump after the club 40 Prom? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Muddle, muddle, fuddle, "duddle"... in my puddle. Duddle, wasn't he a Mountie with a girlfriend named Nell. Heat's getting to me. But, I'm going to the gun club and shoot trap tonight. If I hit any, does anyone have a good recipe for cooking them. They always come out "tuff" for me. I have the same trouble with "skeets and sporting clays." And, the latter always tastes muddy. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: pee green OK, Jan, if it's that important to you, you win, poop green it is. But for the record, mine was not the "tasteless scatological conversation," that's yours. My tasteless conversation was urineological. I think I made that word up so don't bother to spell check it. How did two nice, mature ladies such as you and I ever come to this? To: John Brown, Jr. ('61) I never said I had a Poetic License, John, I asked Jan if she'd ever heard of it which I guess she hasn't as she continues her campaign to prove that pee green doesn't exist. Poop green it is, Jan, poop green it is. And now, that is my last word ever on the subject. Peew! -Lora Homme Page ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Audrey Eberhardt Mathews ('61WB) Re: Skydiving To: George "Pappy" Swan Your account about sky diving was very good. It brought some thoughts to me as my father, Aubrey Eberhardt, US Army Retired, was in the original test platoon of paratroopers for the Army. He, in fact, originated to jump call "Geronimo" on a bet. We have an A&E movie "Death From Above" that shows clips of Russians jumping from the wings of bi-planes. Just think of how that would have felt, I can't even begin to imagine. Enjoy your puddle, we are getting sprinkles, while other around us within a five mile radius are getting downpours. -Audrey Eberhardt Mathews ('61WB) ~ July has been hot and dry in central Georgia several days in the triple digits. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Johnson ('62) With every entry (of mine), I think - ok..enough's enough. 99% of these people do not KNOW me....of those that do - a goodly portion despise me. My contributions, while appropriate enough, do not always further the cause. But..then I read a little something here or there...and feel a desire to respond. I was pilloried by the esteemed John Browne for failing to pick up on an opportunity for a short alliterative phrase - however he managed to reverse the terms (inadvertently, I assume). In standard usage, the word affect is a verb...and effect is a noun, hence the more correct connatation would have been "affect the effect" or even in a rare case "effect the effect" but it is not semantically reasonable nor possible to "effect the affect". Maren hastily provided a definition for the acronym PIA in dire fear that if she did not..I would respond with some questionable text that she would have to pore over in an attempt to civilize it for publication. For this, I am grateful. As are you all, I bet. I did receive an e-mail from a well-known Bomber whose name appears regularly (as a reference, rather than a contributor) assuring me that the transmission in question (in Pappy's original inquery) was indeed an overdrive unit necessitating the aforementioned "only one lever could be turned over" situation, which resulted in the unusual shift pattern. From Las Vegas, where overnight some visiting foreigner in a borrowed Lamborghini lost control of the car at 120mph on a city street and crashed into a wall, whereupon the vehicle burst into flames and burned to the ground. He is not seriously injured nor was anyone else, but will likely be cited. Have another drink, Pierre... I remain, Garrulously polysyllabic and etymologically correct. -Dennis Johnson ('62) ~ and yes, I realize that I appear to be overbearing and pompous in text. Trying to "fit in" can be so frustrating sometimes.... ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Nancy Fellman Lysher ('62) Re: Clem Shift I have read the entries about the Clem shift and this is what I remember. Gary Lysher ('60RIP) taught me to drive in his '55 Chevy. It had a Clem shift and this is how I remember it worked..... pull up and forward for 1st, pull back (spring loaded) for 2nd and forward for 3rd. Reverse was pull up and back. The knoll where he is buried is where we used to park (wasn't a cemetery then!) and where he taught me to drive. Since I just got my first ticket (in Reno taking my grandson to ball practice) he must have done a pretty good job. lol -Nancy Fellman Lysher ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Hanthorn ('63) To: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) Re: Billboard Top Rock 'n' Roll Hits for 1963 1. Sugar Shack - Jimmy Gilmer & the Fireballs 2. Surf City - Jan & Dean 3. He's So Fine - The Chiffons 4. It's My Party - Lesley Gore 5. Fingertips Pt. 2 - Little Stevie Wonder 6. Louie Louie - The Kingsmen 7. Easier Said Than Done - The Essex 8. Walk Like A Man - The 4 Seasons 9. My Boyfriend's Back - The Angels 10. Surfin' U.S.A. - The Beach Boys Also, you should get the soundtrack album from American Graffitti, and also Louie Louie by Seattle's own Fabulous Wailers. This will get you a good start on the music from "our" era. Good luck, -Dave Hanthorn (Gold Medal Class of '63) ~ from sunny Mercer Island where my yard has been burned to a light tan crisp and reminds me of the summer lawns in Bomberville when we were kids. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim House ('63) Re: Senior Basketball Yesterday, Ray Stein ('64) provided a link to the article about the Washington Senior Games in the Olympia's Sunday newspaper. Although the reporter quoted me correctly, I do take exception to the "towering" reference. I am barely 6' 5" and I was not wearing the "lifts" I normally break out for reunions, Bomber lunches or other special events. The guy I played against in the championship game was 6' 8" so the towering reference was not fair. I would have preferred to have been described as svelte or lightening quick. Unfortunately a New York Times reporter did not cover the event. Ray and I plan to move "up" to the age 60+ bracket in next year's (3 on 3) tourney. The kids we have been playing with are only 57 so we are looking for one or two new players who will be 60 by December 2005. We are looking for players who either graduated from Richland or are married to Leslie Jacobson ('64). We would prefer teammates who love to play tough defense, go after every rebound and would constantly look to pass the ball to me and Ray. Interested players and or their agents should contact me or Ray. We only have 50 weeks to get the team together. We are SERIOUS. -Jim House ('63) ~ Mead, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Number 32 in your program Basketball players steamed up the North Thurston gym, despite open doors and whirring fans. Jim House, a towering player from Mead, said basketball players are used to sweating up a storm, and they're OK as long as there is plenty of water. "I went to high school in Richland, so this is perfect basketball weather," House said. "We just have to keep drinking." I found the article Ray Stein ('64) referred to yesterday to be pretty interesting. But it must have been a very old article. The article was about the "Senior Games". As you can see from the quote, Number 32 ('63) was playing basketball in the games. Now Jim hasn't been a Senior in 41 years so that tells you just how old this article was. Also, I was rather shocked to see that Jim was talking about "drinking". That of course is a reference to a trip to "State" and after hours carousing at the Camlin. I really don't think Jim was speaking about drinking himself... what he meant was that "we" as in Bombers in the bleachers were drinking (not while in the bleachers tho of course...)... we know that our boys in green and gold and Jim in particular would not be partaking of that activity before taking the floor to "Peter Gun". Are you reading this Mr. Dawald? You can thank me later for saving your bacon after your slip of the tongue in the press, Mr. House! Next time be more careful talking to those reporters! -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Hey Bombers and Bomberettes: My gracious sakes of life...we've got some work to do here! First off, inquiring Bombers and Bomberettes want to know the status on Mr. Firecracker, Paul Beardsley. Please advise, Beardsley girls. To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Boat? What boat. There was a boat in the water when you jumped? They dropped a line down from the bridge which I clipped to my harness and they hoisted me back up to the bridge where I had the option to jump a second time... which, naturally, I did... backwards. Pictures were taken from the bridge, too. Thar warn't no-bodies below at all (that I saw, anyway). Oh, I heard that you were a swinger... which triggered a thought from Spalding days. I loved to swing high and "bail out" onto the hard ground below the swing sets. Guess I had my first free-fall experience around 3rd or 4th grade, come to think about it. Then there were some times in my younger days at the grandparents' house in Lewiston that I jumped off the shed roof repeatedly. I wonder if that has any relationship to my bad left ankle?!! To: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) It is not for no reason I am known as dj jeff. I've probably got "virtually" all the oldies you might want in your ipod and more. Feel free to email me directly on how and what you would like to feed your music box. Re: Pappy Swan's Lake Oh, not Swan Lake, you say? Just Pappy's Pond/Puddle. Well, anyway, I've got news for you! I certainly expected the Homepond Security position to be a full-time, salaried slot with excellent benefits. Guess your Human Resources Department is lacking in humanity (like most of them). I expected more from a fellow of your character. Once again, I was fooled by the beautiful prose and poetry (smoke and mirrors). And then to suggest I would have to provide my own vessel!!! It's no wonder that Ms. Pussyfoot is into your pinchable peaches. Let's get together, devise a plan, get some good flash/bang stuff from Larry "Braces" Mattingly ('60) (make this a truly class-less project) and put an end to this Tomfoolery. Maybe we can even bring in some gyrenes in pea/pee green/yellow cammies. Then we could capture the varmits, take them to the dump and let the current class of RHS take shots at them after Tolo. In the meantime, we can incarcerate them at Abu El-Hansen Jail and threaten them with pugs on bungee leashes and pictures of Sharon Tate wearing car-hop roller skates. Oh, by the way... best hide your "poison oak" plants better next time. It's sad to loose such a fine crop of medicine. And John Browne, Jr. ('61) I'm sure my father, and thereby, your father would say "I didn't bring him up that way". I mean really, shame on you... asking a nice lady if she "felt the earth move". Like what business is it of yours anyway. Sure glad she was light on her virtual feet and had that cool earthquake story to come back with... set you straight, I hope. Ya know what...? Sandstorm's gotten to be quite a bit more fun since Mr. Swan added PP. dj Jeff Michael ('65) ~ In my little cave on Goethals where there is no sun and lots of A/C. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger ('65) Consolations to Fred Foss ('65) and his family on the death of their father reported in the Tri-City Herald on Wednesday. He was one of the "good guys." -Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd ('66) I ran across a publication, Historical Time Line and Information about the Hanford Site, derived from the Declassification Project here at Hanford that has a wealth of data about the Richland early days. The following stats were labeled "Summary of Businesses and Houses, 1946-1949." Houses, $4,000 class, 2 and 3 bedroom -- 2950 Houses, $6,000 class, 3 bedroom -- 500 Houses, $7,500 class, 3 and 4 bedroom -- 144 Apartments, 1 bedroom -- 300 Apartments, 2 bedroom -- 100 Dorms, 33 capacity, men -- 15 Dorms, 33 capacity, women -- 22 Transient Qtrs, 113 capacity -- 1 Cafeteria - 500 seating -- 1 Hospital, 54 beds -- 1 Central food store -- 1 Neighborhood food stores -- 2 Central bakery -- 1 Central drug store -- 1 Neighborhood drug store -- 1 Central shoe repair shop -- 1 Central general merchandise, including shoes and men's clothing -- 1 Central women's and children's apparel -- 1 Central barber shop -- 1 Neighborhood barber shops -- 2 Central beauty shop -- 1 Neighborhood beauty shops -- 2 Hardware store -- 1 Variety store -- 1 Milk depot -- 1 Bank -- 1 Beer parlor and soft drink dispensary -- 1 Central garage and service station -- 1 Gas stations -- 2 Post office -- 1 Schools, High School (1), Public Schools (3) -- 4 Laundry -- 1 Recreation center -- 1 Fire, police and town hall -- 1 Theater -- 1 Churches -- 2 Warehouses (one refrigerated) -- 3 Coal distribution yard -- 1 Under the heading "Housing Provisions for Hanford Personnel" there is: Family Size -- Number of Families -- Total Persons 2 persons -- 940 -- 1,880 3 persons -- 1,061 -- 3,183 4 persons -- 1,029 -- 4,116 5 persons -- 540 -- 2,700 6 persons -- 225 -- 1,350 7 persons -- 64 -- 448 8 persons -- 27 -- 216 9 persons -- 15 -- 135 10 persons -- 1 -- 10 3,902 families 14,038 people Coming soon: Rents (furnished and unfurnished) for Richland housing and standard furnishing provided. -Tedd Cadd ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) Re: Red River Valley Here is a link to the Red River Valley Fair. They always have a great fireworks display... or the did some years back. PGI (Pyrotechnic Guild International) returns this year, these shows are from August 8-13, 2004 and cost $20 each night. and -Claudia Stoffel ('68WB) ~ enjoying the Tri-City HOT weather. In town for Bobby Chambliss ('87) funeral, boat races and grand kid time... and 2 early morning Spudnut dates... ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ken Staley ('68) Re: (By the way - where is Red River Valley?) According to Google, in North Dakota! (And here I thought Texas... gotta be...) -Ken Staley ('68) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/30/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 17 Bombers sent stuff: Marguerite Groff ('54), Sandie Karshen ('55WB) Ann Bishop ('56), Patti Jones ('60) Jack Grouell ('61), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Bob Cross ('62), Dave Hanthorn ('63) Jeanie Walsh ('63), Gary Behymer ('64) Tedd Cadd ('66), Betty Avant ('69) Daniel Laybourn ('70), Brad Wear ('71) Linda Barott ('71), Rob Peutz ('73) Karen Davis ('76) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Allan Cross ('59) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Marti Jo Drewery ('71) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Carol Boyd ('72WB) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Diane Hartley ('72) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) To: The Class of 1954 Re: 5-0 REUNION!! I have sent out a lot of emails and really appreciate those of you who have responded to let me know if you will or if you will not be able to join us. I hate to tell you this, but I even reminded our Master of Ceremonies to send in his registration. Along with his message to me - where he said it must be the wife's fault - he sent a poem that he wrote. He gave me permission to use it. This is dedicated to those out there that are still procrastinating. "How many times I've said 'I wish I would of', I wouldn't care to tell. All the things I should have done, that didn't go so well. How many times I've said 'I wish I would of,' with a commitment to do better. Followed with a list of chores, I was gonna follow to the letter. How many times I've said 'I wish I would of,' and I'm gonna change tomorrow. But it didn't come to be that way, to my everlasting sorrow. How many times I've said 'I wish I would of,' in a wistfull, plaintive voice. Well, I'm her to tell you brother, I knew I had a choice. So now instead of 'I wish I would of,' in a voice so full of woe; I can say the job is done, 'cause procrastination was the foe. -Jim Watts" So, you procrastinators out there - take responsibilities, don't blame the spouse, and get your registration in. Don't be the one who later says, "I wish I would of." -Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Sandie Karshen Lukins ('55WB) I've been following the dump sight and as I recall it was between Steptoe and Leslie. My boy friend at that time and I would go out there and he would shoot the rats I of course never got out of the car Did not and do not like those nasty rodents, but he and his buddies thought it was a good cheap date. How times change. -Sandie Karshen Lukins ('55WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) Re: Red River Valley According to our mayor, the Red River Valley is here in Texarkana, AR. This is the area that the song was written for, along with "Texarkana Baby" and "Old Cotton Fields Back Home" (which, by the way, is incorrect as to mileage between Texarkana and Louisiana!!). -Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) ~ Texarkana, AR ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: South Puget Sound Area/Fife luncheon No reservations necessary! If you would like you can email me you will be at the luncheon. DATE: August 8, 2004 COFFEE TIME: 11:30am LUNCH TIME: 12:30pm WHERE: Fife Bar and Grill In between Goodyear Tire and Day's Inn PHONE: (253) 922-9555 ADDRESS: 3025 Pacific Highway E., Fife, WA I-5 North, Exit 136 B (Port of Tacoma) I-5 South Exit 136 Turn left on Pacific Highway. E. PRICE: Price range $10.00 - $14.50 includes drink and tip All Bomber Spouses and Friends are welcome! Bombers Have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - Where sail boat race night on Commencement Bay is Wednesday night. Good wind going last night for the sailboats racing out on the Bay. Spinakers were glowing as the sail boats headed for home. The sun going down glowing into the Spinakers makes the colors glow twice as much. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jack Grouell ('61) Pappy, Dennis, John, You are making life very uncomfortable for the Hippotomonstrosesquippedaliophobic among us. -Jack Grouell ('61) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) To John Richardson: I certainly didn't mean to cast any aspersions (particularly as I don't own any) in your general direction, sir. I think, though, that maybe if you talked to these alleged "terrorists" (or. better yet, request that the Puddle Pontificator have a few words with them), that they could possibly become part of a Theme Park-something like the SeaFair Pirates- who could bring a certain jollity and frivolity to the neighborhood. Is there a golf course in the development? I'm thinking of the Peechie Greene CC (if we were the Peechie Greene Association, we would, by definition, have a "PGA" course...) To Pappy: The nurse IS a looker... but she's lookin' more at the suave gent with the eye patch, who's in "Recovery bay 9", than she is at this scraggly old hippy w/o enough teeth. The drugs, though, are another story... By the way, Pappy, I may (in my Oafishul Capacidy) require a look at yer Poetic License, too- after rumbling through that poem of yourn, there is the appearance of a manufacturing defect in Stanza 12, to wit: rhyming "hit" with "this stuff". I may have to personally interview you, the author, so that we might get to the bottom of this stuff, so to speak... Re "skeets", best to treat like Planked Shad, ie eat the plank & throw away the shad (& use a well-pickled plank). To Dennis Johnson: Hey, wait a minute! YOU'RE the one that used "effect" as a verbal manifestation, which was the Pithy core of your well-turned Phrase. While you was there, coruscating in all your sesquipedalianalities, I was merely a keen observer of the "affect" that might have been forthcoming, as an effect of the obverse. or reverse. or both. Say, would you be willin' to have a few choice (yours, of course) words with some pee-green, peach-squeezin' amphibious anthropomorphicators (or earthbound fruit bats) some night at the Puddle? See how much they might want, on an hourly basis, to become an in-house "trick-or-treat" feature. If they will work for peaches, so much the better... NB: you cannot connote "connat" like that. Better check yer Bollinger, er, Funk & Wagnalls, buddy. To dj Jeff: awww, man... it just slipped out... I musta been sleepwalking. It was the wind, or the moon, a lunatic flamingo, aberrant maundering, a dithyrambic soliloquacity- Smoke got in my eyes and i'd apologize, (heaving sighs on sighs) if only i were wise-- my prize her cries, my lies hers to despise- (you want fries with that?) To Ken Staley: you got it, pal... it's the Texas border across from Oklahoma, besides that wandering stream bound for Manitoba (DOWN thru Looziana, down to New OrLEENZ, I sed hey, heyyy, hey YAH!) To Audrey Eberhardt: Years ago in Opa-Locka they wuz a statue of a might chief outside a tobacco store. Man inside say "Yeaaw, 'at there's Guantanamo Geronimo, the cuban cigarstore injun." On'y thing i ever heard 'im say... ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Bob Cross ('62) I would like to send a Happy Birthday to my older brother, Allan ('59). He has always blazed the trail for me and as we move into our later years - I WANT TO TAKE A DIFFERENT PATH!!! If he is what I'll become in three years, do I have another choice? Just kidding. To the best older brother a guy can have - Happy Birthday, Bro! Bob Cross ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dave Hanthorn ('63) I had a "senior moment" the other day when I made mention of "Seattle's own Fabulous Wailers". Since they have been billed as "The Boys From Tacoma" for many years now, I should have said "Tacoma's own Fabulous Wailers". I guess I just connect them to Seattle because the first time I ever saw them "live" was at Parker's in north Seattle in 1964 or 1965. They also played a lot at the Spanish Castle, though I never got to see them there. In any case, they are a legend in Northwest rock 'n' role history, and I still prefer their version of the rock anthem "Louie, Louie" over that of those "upstarts" from Portland (the Kingsmen) who ripped it off from the Wailers and made a national hit out of it. Too bad the Wailers didn't have better relations with the big recording companies. If they had, it would have been them and not the Kingsmen with the number one hit record. Jim "Pitts" Armstrong ('63) was wearing a Fabulous Wailers T-shirt at our '63 class reunion last year and I have to admit I was pretty green with envy. Cool shirt. Lookin' good, Pitts. -Dave Hanthorn (Gold Medal Class of '63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) Ok, I am looking for some help again........ This email will surely be viewed by my sister Kellie ('77) who as most of you know has moved to New Jersey. I have a 3 year old female Yorkie named Toto. I will be getting a baby Maltese (female) and I need suggestions for a name. Auntie M is already in the running. Any suggestions? -Jeanie Walsh Williamson (Gold Medal Class of '63) Simi Valley, CA - where it is official. "Home of the Ronald Reagan Library" ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: Dave Hanthorn's ('63) comment about Louie Louie by Seattle's own Fabulous Wailers. Hurry Dave, it's not too late...CALL Pitts! Ask for forgiveness!! The Wailers are "The Boys from Tacoma." While The Kingsmen, Wailers, Paul Revere & perhaps a listing of thousands of garage bands did their own version of Louie... my personal favorite is that by The Sonics...I didn't spot a Louie version on a web site but check out the Psycho audio WAV on this page. Here is the Louie Louie site... ' gotta go' Behymer -Gary Behymer ('64) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Tedd Cadd ('66) Re: More on 1946-1949 Richland Type Bedrooms Furnished Unfurnished A 3 $47.00 $37.50 B 2 42.00 33.50 C 4 84.50 67.50 E 3 78.00 62.50 F 3 62.50 50.00 G 4 84.50 67.50 H 3 62.50 50.00 L 4 80.00 62.50 M 2 DNA 57.50 Q 3 DNA 72.50 R 3 DNA 72.50 S 4 DNA 85.00 U 2 DNA 45.00 V 3 DNA 50.00 Prefab 1 27.50 25.00 Prefab 2 35.00 30.00 Prefab 3 42.50 35.00 Dorm Apartments 1 35.00 DNA Dorm Apartments (Murphy Bed) DNA 30.00 DNA Apartments 1 DNA 42.50 Apartments (Murphy Bed) 1 DNA 42.50 Dorm Room (inside) Single DNA 15.00 DNA Dorm Room (corner) Single DNA 17.50 DNA Dorm Room (inside) Double DNA 11.25 DNA Dorm Room (inside) Double DNA 12.50 DNA (DNA Does not apply) Provided Furniture Living Room 1 Rug and pad, 9 by 19 1 Kneehole desk 1 Occasional table and mirror 1 Platform rocker 1 Easy chair 1 Three-way floor lamp 3 Table lamps Dining Room 1 Table 6 Chairs 1 Cupboard 1 Rug, 7 by 8 First Bedroom Twin beds 2 Bureaus and mirrors 1 Night table 2 Lamps Throw rugs Second Bedroom 1 Double bed 1 Bureau and mirror 1 Occasional chair Throw rugs and lamps 1 Night table Third bedroom 1 Three-quarter bed 1 Bureau and mirror 1 Night table Throw-rugs and lamps 1 Occasional chair In addition to the furniture in the conventional type house, all prefabricated houses were purchased furnished. The majority of the furniture in the prefabricated houses was similar to the construction of the house itself. That is, plywood was [used] extensively. Many of the chairs were of the folding type to provide more space in the house. Since space was the major requirement in a prefabricated house, furniture was selected which would take up as little space as possible. The beds, for example, had no head or foot, but were supported on six small legs. In the combined living- dining room, the table, when not in use, folded to a very small size. Practically all the houses in Richland (Conventional, prefabricated and existing houses) were provided with certain basic items of furnishing. These included an electric refrigerator, 8 KW electric stove, 50 feet water hose including a spray and nozzle and a garbage can. **** (End of quote) I note that it cost the same to have a furnished one-bedroom apartment as a furnished three-bedroom prefab. I suspect there are other mis-matches but I've not examined them thoroughly. -Tedd Cadd ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Betty Avant ('69) Hey, Pappy. Me thinks the Duddle you are thinking of is actually Dudley DoRight of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (we always get our man) and foe of Snidely Whiplash. Cheers, -Betty Avant ('69) ~ Goodland, KS - where it is supposed to start heating up again ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Daniel Laybourn ('70) I've started another business (it's fun being self employed!) This one is Rocking Horses (for kids 18 months to maybe 4 years old...) I make them and my partner Vickey (NAB) paints them. Check it out at -Daniel Laybourn ('70) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Brad Wear ('71) To: Pappy Swan ('59) Born in a tavern, and usually where you can find one, the US Marine Corps, the most destructive fighting force know to man. November 10th, 1775. 228 years of tradition, unhampered by progress. Carved on a desk at TBS, "Gee, I wish something would happen" -John Wayne, Dec 6th 1941. House ('63). did you see this one when you were at TBS???? -Brad Wear 0302, Class 0f '71 ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Barott Rodriguez ('71) To: All Bombers Re: Childhood Friends "Micki" Mattocks and Debbie Duhon I am looking for my childhood friends Michelle "Micki" Mattocks Curtis ('71) and Debbie Duhon ('71) from West Richland. I don't know Debbie's married name. We are having a neighborhood get together and wanted to invite them but we can't find them. I believe they are still in the area so if anyone knows where they are, please have them contact me. Thanks so much. -Linda Barott Rodriguez ('71) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Rob Peutz ('73) Re: Headed my way? Any Bombers out there headed to the 64th Anniversary Sturgis Rally? Miss Jeni (Jeanette Haberman ('73) and I will be 2 up and headed east from Iowa along the interstate 90 corridor, on Saturday, Aug 7th. We will be stopping for the night in Mitchell, SD. We ride on to Sturgis on the 8th. If any bombers are headed in that direction, would love to meet and ride with you. Any one coming from the West, would like to ride around the Black Hills with you that week. Yes, Peggy (Hartnett ('72), the Broken Spoke will be on the agenda. Ride Safe -Rob Peutz ('73) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Karen Davis Scheffer ('76) Hello, Mike ('74), Mom and I are down here in Missouri for a bit - then heading for Fayetteville, AR. I am "dog shopping" as well as being Mom's aid and Mike's burden. I ran across a ad for Bloodhound pups. I would love to have one. Any Bombers out there have one and if so, what kind of pet and worker are they? If I do get one down here, how do I get it home since we flew down here? Any help would be appreciated. -Karen Davis Scheffer ('76) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` ******************************************************* Alumni Sandstorm ~ 07/31/04 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff: Jim Jensen ('50), Linda Stewart ('57) John Richardson ('58), George Swan ('59) Jan Bollinger ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61) Dennis Johnson ('62WB), Paula Beardsley ('62) Donni Clark ('63), Fred Schafer ('63) Roy Ballard ('63), David Rivers ('65) Georgia Rushworth ('66) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jerry Boyd ('52) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jim Jensen ('50) Re: The Red River comments generated by Betty Lou Hiser ('49) There may be a number of streams called Red River. I submit the most notable is the one which forms Oklahoma's southern boundary with Texas. Re: Snap Shots of the Pasco trailer park provided by Denny Damschen ('62) on 7/23/04. I vividly remember those olive drab trailers. I equally recall the "Trailer City" of Hanford in late 1943. On New Year's Eve of that year my parents, my sister and I pulled our 27' "Glider" along side the small, frame office of the "Temporary Camp." We were assigned a space on a dirt road called Xanthus Street. Water was provided in wooden barrels (one for each four trailers) and "facilities" (4-hole skid- mounted outhouses) were provided for each eight trailers (I believe). My early morning job was to break the ice which had formed on top of the water in the barrel over night. I then ladled the precious fluid with a pan into a pair of two-gallon, stainless steel buckets. After about six weeks we moved into more luxurious accommodations in the "Permanent Camp." Here my dad hooked us up to a water line that afforded inside water through a tap. Bath houses replaced the "facilities" and we were finally able to shower rather than take frequent sponge baths. Dad later added a wooden lean-to and wooden steps and during warmer weather "The Government" began to erect frame and tar paper canopies over each trailer lot. The workers had a massive thirst and I made regular bicycle runs back and forth between the old, gray, stone building which served as a "store" and the work sites. Provided a zillion Pepsis with a profit margin of five cents each. We lived in an apartment in Grandview after a while and then moved into our beloved "A" house in absolute civilization - Richland. It was a palace to us! -Jim Jensen ('50) ~ Supposed to do more tree trimming today, but in Katy, TX - temperature 92, dewpoint 78, heat index of 104 - dangerous UV readings, etc. - decided to enjoy the inside air conditioning. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57) I want to wish a very happy birthday to my little sis, Marilyn Stewart Stephenson ('62), and many more. Welcome to the 60s. I told you eventually you will catch up with me. Love you, -Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Richardson ('58) To: Jack Grouell ('61) Re: Life Uncomfortable Yeah Man! I Agree! What You Said! What did you say? To: John Browne Jr. ('61) Re: Cast Aspersions John, how do you cast aspersions? Is it like Fly fishing? Or is it like casting a broken bone? Ive got two or three old aspersions lying around but I would never have thought to cast them. Since you do not own one, I can let you have one of mine cheap! I now say again, that there are "NO" terrorist, Near, On, or Around "Pappys Pleasure Puddle Estates"! I will try to explain how this all got started. Two hundred years ago, "Pirates" plied the pristine waters of "Pappy's Puddle". As you know, "Pirates" were the terrorist of yester-year and someone has gotten terribly confused. You even mentioned "Pirates" in your reply to me yesterday and that's how things like this get blown out of proportion. After time consuming and exhaustive research, I have unearthed a little known fact that centuries ago it was "RUMORED" (in quotes) that a "Spanish Treasure Galleon" was sunk in "Pappy's Puddle". The treasure aboard this galleon is reported to be worth more than "Mel Fishers" discovery of the "Atocha" and that's how all this got started!!! (Land values at "Pappy's Pleasure Puddle Estates" will skyrocket.) (Note to "Pappy", We need to stock up on metal detectors.) In answer to your inquiry, "Will there be a golf course and country club", the answer is an overwhelming "YES"! You cannot have The Northwest Premier Development with out a "World Class" golf course. I am sure that it will please you to know that I have been in touch with the three top course designers in the country, Arnold Plumber, Jack Knuckleless and Tiger Woes, and as a result of the unbridled beauty and location of this development, they have agreed to join forces and work together on this venture. -John Richardson ('58) ~ Till tomorrow, same time, same station and a Hearty Hi Yo Silver Away? ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Had to tend to family matters yesterday so I'm a day late and several dollars short, again. But, will try to catch up today. Huh? Thought I heard someone mumble, "Take some more days off." Oh well. Might have been those nutty squirrels again. To: John Richardson ('58) "Pappy", "Pappy", "Pappy, that's "Three" and it rhymes with "PPP" and that stands for "Pappys Pleasure Puddle" Estates! OK, Musicman, I'm thinking on it. Hhmmm. Rainmakers, Flimflam men, Realtors, Politicians, and TV Evangelists...always promotin' sumpin' (usually cash in the direction of their own pockets). But, I have always sorta wanted to be a B.M.O.P. But, wait a minute, I am the Big Man On Puddle (all 203 lb of me). OK, so I'm only 5' 9" and shrinking rapidly. How about we bring JB, John Browne Jr. ('61), into the picture 'cause he may have a Poetic License that we could take advantage of and then I could be "Little Ol' Big Man On Puddle" or a "LOBMOP." I keep pointing out that its my puddle and I'll cry if I want too. However, you do present an interesting propositional phrase. Sorry, again Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) -- But, this one might be for real but in a more blessed puritanical sense (OK, scratch the "more blessed puritanical sense" part and forget I said anything). JB has been hintin' at wanting to purchase a BPS "Butt Parking Space" in PPP Estates. OK JR, you're my agent. See what you can do, but I agree, no more mention of PPTs "Peach Pinchin' Terrorists" and probably better not remind him about John Northover's ('59) butt dents and clam dimples in the sand phenomenon either. I been wondering if JN's missing friend, Marty could be the peach pinchin' pilferer who unbeknownst to us has been transported back from Kerplunkin,' which is, you will recall, located just past the sunset? Just think of it, at the Grand Opening of the Estates, we could have the world famous LOBMOP doin' the BBOP while singin' a little DUWOP! WHAT! Oh, yeah, I'm gettin' ahead of myself...again. To: John Browne Jr. ('61) Re: East Facing "Butt Dents" er I mean Lots Hi JB, just sittin' here a stinkin,' I mean thinkin,' and realized that I haven't seen any more terrorists. "I danno, just thought you might be interested in the fact that there nave been no events of peach terrorism around the future site of Pappy's Pleasure Puddle Palace Estates for some time now. No terrorists. None. Not for a long time. Haven't seen any...for a long time. Sooo. Yah know, there probably won't be any further mention of terrorists around Pappy's Pleasure Puddle (Oops, scratch the Palace part but keep the Pleasure) Estates. None. Done. Nada. Nichts. Non, Nope, no more, no, no, er, no further mention." Uhnhhhhnn. To: Audrey Eberhardt Mathews ('61WB) Thank you. I think I have seen the same footage of Russian Paratroopers crawling out on the wings and then sliding off into the slipstream. They looked like bees falling off of a beekeepers gloves and then flying away. To: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) Denny, do not despair, I too, often think to myself, "Ok, OK, OK, that's enough, go do something worthwhile like yard work or throwing nuts back at the squirrels." But then, someone writes in and mentions something that I just have to comment on. Oh what ever happened that nice quiet Swan boy? And by the way, what was all this about PIA? PIA ZADORA, I haven't heard her name mentioned for years. To: Nancy Fellman Lysher ('62) Re: Clem Shift "... pull up and forward for 1st, pull back (spring loaded) for 2nd and forward for 3rd. Reverse was pull up and back..." Nancy, that may have been it. I drove "Super Car," the '54 Chevy, for seven or eight years before selling it but that's been almost 35 years ago. The synapses don't fire as smoothly now as that shifter shifted back then. Thanks. To: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Oh, not Swan Lake, you say? Hardly, I can't dance let alone do the Ballet. I tried once but every time I kicked my leg that high I fell over backwards into Swan Lake. That's why I moved to a place with a smaller body of water. Although, putting my larger body into it is somewhat problematic. Scratch the position with Homepond Security. With your awareness I think you should be appointed the Lustrous Potentate of Puddle Pond Current Events. And, do you suppose this Tom Foolery guy could be responsible for pilfered peaches. He's the one that told me that those "tomatoey" looking plants were stinging nettle plants so I didn't go close enough to check on them. Thanks for the PP praise. Once again, I am prostrate in the puddle with pride. To: Allan Cross ('59) I would like to echo your bro's, Bob Cross ('62), wishes of a Happy Birthday. As he points out, you are a fine fellow, whom I have not seen for some time. To: Jack Grouell ('61) Get back Jack! Now you're even. Where oh where did that one come from? To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) When I was young, those dashing dudes with the Errol Flynn eye patches always did get the girls. Maybe I shoulda gotten me one of those too. No, a girl. OK, maybe an eye patch too. Shhh! I never did get my Poetic License, just a Learner's Permit. Been fakin' it all these years. So, in Stanza 12, I must admit to still being a bit bashful so couldn't say the rhyme with "hit" if I'd had a mouthful. Re "Cookin' skeets" Thanks, hard to get good recipes nowadays with Martha distracted. But remember, fruit bats need garlic too (Reference that blond Aussie guy with the big knife and his buddies). To: Betty Avant ('69) You're right, the Duddle dude I was thinking of was Dudley DoRight of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (we always get our man), or (when I'm calling you -- Oh, no that was Willy Nelson, Ed Nelson, Nelson Eddy, or Ricky Nelson, well one of those Nelson Boys) and celebrated foe of Snidely Whiplash. I see that you too were a connoisseur of fine art in a talking box. Remember Snidely's dog? I always wanted to have my yellow Lab trained to ride in a side car on my Harley (if I would have had one). The dog would wear a white flowing scarf about his neck and a WW I or II leather pilot's cap with holes for his ears and topped off with pilot's goggles. Picture it now. In the inside lane, we rumble up to a street light that has turned red. I sit there on my Hog, somewhat bizarrely attired meself and staring straight ahead. The Harley idles as only a Harley can idle, "Bluom, bluom, bluom..." The dog too, stares straight ahead. We are as one with our machine and -- we are soooo cool! A vehicle full of "normal" people pulls up and stops next to us. They stare openmouthed incredulously, unbelievingly at us. We ignore for a bit. I continue to stare straight ahead. And, then, the dog slowly turns his head, opens his mouth slightly, looks the driver directly in the eye and laughs, "Hee, hee, hee, hee...," the way Snidely Whiplash's dog always laughed. The light changes, we (me and the dog) high five, and we ride, scarf's streaming, off into a brave nutty world leaving the "norms" sitting there, rubbing their eyes, amid honking horns, holding up traffic, and wondering, "What ta hell was that?" To: Brad Wear ('71) Born in a tavern, and usually where you can find one, the US Marine Corps, the most destructive fighting force known to man. November 10th, 1775. 228 years of tradition, unhampered by progress. Aye Aye Sir! Ooorah! By the way, have you got an address or email contact for the 1st Mar Div Assoc.? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ 0311, San Diego Boot, ITR Class of '59, 5th Marines -- FMF PAC, MWTC at Pickle Meadows, and later on, 3rd Air Wing. ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Suspenders Hi Maren, I'm sure there's a well-reasoned policy that prohibits publishing jokes in the Alumni Sandstorm; however, given the recent Sandstorm discussion about Larry Mattingly's ('60) suspenders, I wonder if you would consider a link to this one. It really tickled my funny bone, but maybe that's just me and maybe it's been around for a long time? I figure if it's new to you, it's new to most people! Here's the link Bomber cheers, -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61) To: Jeanie WW ('63) How 'bout Glinda? To: Tedd Cadd ('66) Thanks... I'd love to have an "occasional table" & an "occasional chair"... and get up really early and try to catch 'em in a different modality (eg "occasional wastebasket" or "occasional hall-tree"). Prob'ly could set up a security camera, so I didn't lose any sleep... To: Ann Bishop Ousley ('56) Re: "Cottonfields Back Home" That mileage discrepancy is, simply, the use of Poetic License. For example, to get it right, geographically, would have meant trying to rhyme "Looziana" with "Doddridge"- obviously a task beyond even the cream of our songwriting geniuses. ^..^ -John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Dennis Johnson ('62WB) To: Jack Grouell ('61) nice construction, wordwise....if we all make an attempt to work that into our daily conversations with others, they'll just HAVE to put it in the next edition of the OED To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) I am most definitely considering a evening 'round Pappy's Puddle. The bats, of course, can fend for themselves, I'll squeeze "me own peaches" thank you. I'll have to check with Pappy to ensure that I have his imprimateur on my "visitation priveleges" as PONDificator. Re: the plethora of platitudes and pretentious prattling... My behavior is bereft of bellicosity, but the banal attempts by certain brigands to bowdlerize my bloviation has brought this bon homme bibliophile to the point of belligerency. As a bona fide Bodhisattva, it is beyond my bailiwick to bludgeon these bodacious buffoons, but as I bide my time in my bucolic borough, the bellowing bete noirs must belay their Bacchanalian babbling. Yours in loquacious largesse, I remain... -Dennis Johnson ('62WB) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) Re: Paul Beardsley Update Just want to send a heartfelt thank you to all of you who emailed, phoned, stopped by, sent a card or said a prayer for Dad. He is doing somewhat better and they had him out of bed for an hour sitting up but he was wiped out afterwards. The doctor was encouraged today that he didn't slip backwards in any way so we continue to be hopeful he will recover enough to leave the hospital. No idea what the future holds for him but knowing others care, helps us get through this with him. Janice ('64) will be here on Saturday as she was unable to get away before so that will be easier for Nancy ('65) and I to get a little break. Please continue to remember him- we have a long way to go til he is out of the woods. Again thanks- Bombers are the best! -Paula Beardsley Glenn ('62) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) To: George Pappy Swan ('59) Thank you so much for dubbing me first Puddle Pal. It is such an honor! I was going to suggest that you might want to enlist the help of some PAPPY PUDDLE PATROL PALS to PROTECT your PROPERTY from PILFERS. I don't know with all the land grabbers around you never know. It seems that PUDDLE is becoming quite valuable. I would volunteer to head up the PATROL but I hung up my rifle years ago after an unfortunate experience where I literally lost my pants (you see I borrowed some old pants from my aunt not knowing how very old they were, and while climbing up rocks on my hunting spree, the pants shredded into fringe there before my eyes. Had to put my hunting jacket on upside down until I got back out of the woods.) It was then I decided my shootin' day's were over and that I better jest keep the home fires burnin'! I'd keep an eye PEELED though for any PESKY varmits including the two-legged ones! To: John Browne, Jr. ('61) Oh No! John Browne, you have me all wrong! Pleeeeeeeeese don't call me a witch! You can call me Grammie, or you can call me Me-Me or you can call me Donni, but never a witch. You see ever since I've been a grandma I've been known to do wacky things. I crawl under tables and go "Woof, Woof', and I hop around the yard and go "Hop, hop". I have a Secret Garden that only those with an imagination can enter and a Strawberry Patch that grows singing strawberries. The only thing on my head is antenna that is tuned to hear mostly little voices. The only pot I stir on my stove contains organic matter and the only thing I can offer you is band- aids, and prayers. You see the problem is that my brain is so full of words and rhymes that when I heard all the P words including Pee-green and Poop-green it sort of reminded me of "PIGGY'S PUDDLE" and "PONDER'S PUDDLE POND" and the words were just sort-of floating around in my brain and out POPPED the "Muddle, Fuddle, Fuddle, Duddle" That's what happens to some grandmas' brains! Sorry to disappoint you! By the way my little garden is a secret too so the bunnies and turtles don't find it! Shhhhhhhhhhh! To: John Adkins ('62) John, I had no idea you were there, see that's what's happening to my brain. I think I know that lovely little gal you had with you then. She remains one of my best friends to this day, and is in fact a first time grandma herself. I think she is a silent reader out there! Are you there?! By the way, you boys never told us about the rats. If I had known there were rats there I would never have stepped out of the car either! -Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ~ La Mirada, CA - where her strawberries only sing in the early morning and the cool evening because the summer days are hot and that's when they nap in the shade! ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Fred Schafer ('63) Happy Birthday Tom Hemphill ('62)... the big 6-0... it's all down hill from here. If we had known we would last this long we would have taken better care of ourselves -Fred Schafer ('63) ~ Vancouver, USA ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Roy Ballard ('63) To: Jeanie Walsh Williamson ('63) Call her HOMER... sounds good to me................ -Roy Ballard ('63) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: David Rivers ('65) First off... lemme admit right up front that I missed Uncle Tom Hughes ('56) Birthday... forgive me, Tom... I was sitting at my computer and all of a sudden someone barged into my office and took me off at gun-point... uh... nevermind. Re: Another birthday... and such a cool chick We have a very special birthday coming up with one of the "Girls of '63 from Richland" (not Seattle... not Tacoma... not Live at the Castle... )... but oh so LIVE... Naturally some will argue that the gold Medal Class of '63 produced the best of the best when it came to girls... course Jimbeaux ('63) has got to hedge on that one... but when it comes to this lady I gotta admit... she was always a star in my book... Unfortunately for me... but good for him and good for her... (I mean they been together forever) Freddie ('63) snatched her up before I could perfect my "cool" to the point where she might even notice me... and has managed to keep her all to himself all this time... But I always love to say... when August 1st comes around... HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANN ENGEL SCHAFER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm heading for Surf City to visit my baby girl so won't be here at the computer tomorrow to send this at the right time... I'll leave Dave Hanthorn's ('63) MAJOR slip alone... I know he'll have to feel his shame for a long time before he can carry his head high again... and I'm sure that Pitts ('63) will never let him live it down... by the way folks... there is a record or tape or cd out there (I have the tape) called "The Best Louie Louie"... it has everyone from the Wailers to the Sonics to the Rice Marching band doing the national anthem of Rock n Roll... I'm sure Pitts has it... Well, that's about it for now. Oh... by the way... on an American Graffitti note, I just finished turning a little five window coupe into the P - - - Yellow coupe... right down to the Man-a-fre intake... experts like doc Adair ('66) can pick out the main inaccuracy... but fun stuff... here's a pic. -David Rivers ('65) ******************************************************* ******************************************************* >>From: Georgia Rushworth ('66) Re: Tacoma Bands Just had to get my 2 cents in here.., speaking of a "certain" Tacoma band... if any one is interested there is a Tacoma band named "dedset" and they are excellent. Of course I may be a little bit prejudiced as my son Jeff Suchland ('91) is the bass guitarist. Their website is: You can check out when/where their gigs are! You will be very well entertained, especially if I happen to be there screaming my brains out! -Georgia Rushworth ('66) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for the month. 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