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16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 Richland Bombers Calendar website Funeral Notices website *********************************************** *********************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/01/06 ~ APRIL FOOLS' DAY Early Reminder: TOMORROW (4/2) Spring Forward at 2am ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 Bombers sent stuff: George Swan ('59), Betti Avant ('69) Vicki Owens ('72), Lisa Lysher ('79) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ed Mitchell ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: Linda Reining ('64) and Derrith Persons Dean ('60) Re: Bouncing with the Best Thanks Ladies for the info on the "all purpose" benefits of Bounce. If two -- count them -- no less than two Bomber ladies recommend Bouncing, who am I to question and not comply. I have put Bounce sheets everywhere, in every pocket, in all vehicles, in my garage, and all rooms of the house. I am bouncing -- Big Time! My yard now looks like a winter festival as I have tied Bounce sheets to every tree and bush and all lawn care implements. Elves are now quite easy to spot wearing their little Bounce capes. Lowiq has made a hang glider covered with sheets of Bounce. My entire homestead is Bouncing. Darby is bouncing with bounce sheets streaming from her collar. I have also discovered that Bouncing is quite fashionable. Now, when I go to town with sheets of Bounce streaming from Lil' Ricky, Darby, and myself, other drivers and envious shoppers stare with obvious admiration. Some even go as far as attempting hide their jealousy, as they ask, "So what's with you and the cheap white hankies tied all over you ... and what's that odor?" To which I cleverly reply, "I'm Bouncing!" I can tell that they like the idea as they smile a lot (some even laugh hysterically) and point at me. However, there is a down side to this new craze. Our grocery bill has gone out of sight due to all of the "Bounce" that I bounce into my basket. And, Mrs. Pappy is even hiding her disappointment at not discovering the benefits of Bounce before I did, by cleverly yelling, "Where the H@*!! is all my Bounce going?" Bouncing is Beautiful! Thanks and Bounce on my fellow Bombers! -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Bouncing in Burbank, WA where by the way Derrith, Lowiq saw your email about the Big Boy's Toy (The flying model of the Tomcat Navy Fighter Jet) and now he has to have one! So, he wired the Green Team in Ireland requesting a little pot o' gold so he can purchase one. I fear that the safety of the neighborhood may soon be in jeopardy ... once again! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Well, I lucked out and got a coveted pit pass for Saturday's races. It seems they were a wee bit reluctant since I'm not an elf or frog. I said they have a horde of believers and followers and just need to know how the Burbankers do. Report of the race tomorrow, stay tuned.......... -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacy, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Vicki Owens ('72) It's always nice to receive encouragement, especially when it comes from an unexpected source. Last week I was honored (in absentia) by my alma mater, Washington State University (WSU). For those of you who may have wondered what's kept me in Uganda for 20 years, I hope the last paragraph of the press release below will help to explain. -Vicki Owens ('72) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Lisa Lysher Fuller ('79) Re: Pacific Northwest Bands While reading the recent Sandstorm entries regarding fellow Bombers and their music, it reminded me of my father, Wayne Lysher's ('57-RIP) band, The Royals, in the late '50s, with Grant Ross ('61), Larry McDermott (?), & Larry Coryell ('61). I had a tribute done for my father's band thru a website that I know all of you would love to look at. It's called the Pacific Northwest Band website. Sam is the webmaster for the site and does a wonderful job of posting Pacific Northwest Bands. Here is a link to his website: The website has lots of information on local bands throughout the Pacific Northwest. If any fellow Bombers have a band, get it posted on his website with pictures. It's really nice to have something for future generations to see. I know my daughter loves looking at the website and seeing her grandpa there. What I like the most is pulling up my father's band and hearing their recorded song play, Thunder Wagon. We recently sent the link to Larry Coryell ('61) and he replied back saying how really neat it was to see the old pictures and read about the band. He thought the tribute was wonderful. If you get a chance browse thru the website, I think you'll really like it. -Lisa Lysher Fuller ('79) ~ Kennewick, WA *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/02/06 ~ SPRING FORWARD @ 2am ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers and 1 NAB sent stuff: Jim Jensen ('50), Curt Donahue ('53) Tom Tracy ('55), George Swan ('59) Helen Cross ('62), Carol Converse ('64) Betti Avant ('69), Maureen Sullivan ('76) Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Larry Coryell ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jim Jensen ('50) Tomorrow brings the ever joyous conversion to day light savings time. I've often wondered why this ritual is STILL observed. A few days afterward a far more important occasion arises and there is no wonder concerning its observation... on April 5th Ann Pearson Burrows, a lovely 1950 classmate, will add another candle on her birthday cake. Many happy returns to a fine lady. -Jim Jensen ('50) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Curt Donahue ('53) ToO: Vicki Owens ('72) Congratulations on your selection for that outstanding honor from WSU. Stronger congratulations for what you are doing with your life and your abilities. May God grant you continued success in your endeavors. Your name should be near the top of "Bomber Achievers." Stay safe and continue to serve. -Curt Donahue ('53) ~ Federal Way, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tom Tracy ('55) To: Vicki Owens ('72) and Judy Allen You make us proud to be from Richland, where so many friends, teachers and neighbors reached out and picked us up, encouraged us and tried to help make our days worth living. We lived in a powerfully giving community. Your sacrifices and dedication reflect the same and it makes you and Judy champions indeed. I salute you and Judy. Just the thought of your service revs up the Bomber engines. May the radiant nuclear sun shine warmly on you and your honored colleagues. -Tom Tracy ('55) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Beyond Basic Bouncing This morning, I was reminded by my much younger sister, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63), who was apparently bouncing off the walls in Salt Lake City (with nothing better to do), of some additional backlashes or bonuses from bouncing (depending on how you view the phenomenon). I must admit to the many times that I have walked about with Bounce sheets hanging or falling out of my trouser legs as a result of their being "bounced" in the dryer, yet another bonus of bouncing. I once spent a most uncomfortable morning in a meeting, fidgeting and squirming in my chair only to finally discover and remove the object of my discomfort upon a blessed bathroom break. Apparently, a sheet of Bounce had bounced into my BVDs during the last drying cycle. And then there was the time that I was making a presentation to a prestigious party of esteemed fisheries researchers. Only when I raised my arm to point out something on the projection screen did I realize that a sheet of bounce was protruding from my jacket sleeve. Reacting quickly, I plucked it from my sleeve, daubed my nose like a Victorian gentleman, and calmly placed it into my breast pocket ... all to the applause (and laughter) of my colleagues. And, Marilyn told me of a lady she knows who pulled on her panty hose, went out in public, and sauntered about all day with a nice Bounce sheet tucked neatly inside her panty hose ... at ankle level. Re: More Dreams Another recurring dream that plagued me in my younger years was being confronted with some villain out to commit dastardly deeds in the form of rendering bodily harm upon my head and shoulders. So I prepare to defend myself. I would pulverize the perpetrator, lambaste the lout, and eliminate the aggressor. In this dream, I unleash a horrendous hit aimed squarely at his glass jaw. Suddenly, everything shifts into s...l...o...w ... m...o...t...i.....o......n.... My fist seems to take an eternity to even begin to arrive at its destination (if it even gets there). If it does make it to its mark, it seems to implant embarrassingly gently like a little pat on his cheek. And, the dream is over. What was that all about? Then there was that one where I react to yet another "fight or flight" decision. I am sure that making it this far up the (or down -- again, all depending on how you look at it) age ladder, is due to recognizing when to "skeedaddle outta there." In this dream, no matter what is pursuing me, I instantly decide that "booking is best" ... so I run. Except, once again that slow motion thing kicks in. Instantly, my legs are like two chunks of lead or bound by unseen restraints and I am going nowhere rapidly. Fortunately, this dream always ended before my demise. I wonder -- If I ever see the end of one of these dreams -- will it be the end? And lastly is the dream where I am flying. No, not in an airplane, just me flying about, flapping my arms ... soaring and gliding, banking and turning, and buzzing and zooming ... up and over ... tall buildings. And, I am not even wearing a cape. I never seem to get anywhere, I'm just flying ... around. However, my wife, Jeanne, whom I suspect has attained a higher level "of some state" when compared to me, "just floats" in her dreams. She just peacefully and calmly floats about watching fools, fools like me expending all that energy and ... going nowhere. The interesting thing about dreams is that sometimes they seem so real until I wake and either feel a sense of relief that it was "just a dream" and it is over or I find myself thinking, "That was good!" And then, I try to go back to sleep and carry on. -George "Pappy" Swan ~ Burbank, WA where it seems to be raining "Cougs and Dawgs" today! So, here I sit, looking out the window, watching the puddle refill, and ponder the thoughts of dreams "bouncing" around in my head. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) CongraTulations to Vicki Owens ('72) on her achievements as Woman of the Year candidate from WSU, and congratulations on a very successful career in Uganda. As to musicians from Richland, I remember going to see Beth Pederson(sen?) ('61) in Spokane, WA in the late '60s when I was in graduate school there. I haven't heard from or of Beth from years, but as she was also a CUPer she and her music were a part of my growing up, and are a part of my happy memories there. Happy April's Fool's Day!! Now I'm wondering if we change our clocks forward tonight or Sunday night, hopefully I'll hear the answer on the news tonight. -Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ~ West Harrison, Indiana in the house by the little lake, where spring has sprung, and lots of birds are coming to my bird feeder now. I've seen cardinals and blue jays and others I can't identify this morning. (It's in the 60s to 70s in the daytime, my kind of weather.) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) To: Vicki Owens ('72) Congratulations on the honor you have received. Keep up the good work that you have started! -Carol Converse Maurer (Boomer Bomber Class of '64) Eureka, CA where they are saying that this spring is perhaps the wettest spring since 1887 or so since they've been keeping records. I can believe it and here, Linda Reining ('64) would really like more of the wet stuff. If I could send you some I would gladly be of service to you. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) 1 April 2006...crack of dawn on a rainy morning Report of the 1st Annual Lacey Pond Frog Races The pond greeted out of town elves from across the state. One, a handsome dude from Burbank, WA showed up with a broken leg suffered in a duck race a few weeks prior. I believe they call him Bogart. He showed up with his pal Lowiq representing "Pappy's Puddle Pals" of Burbank. Once the races started it looked like it was going to be their days. They were in opposite brackets lest to meet only in the finals. Then their luck of Irish blood ran out. The first semifinal included Bogart. He was "jumped off" breaking his other leg and suffering a concussion. He was heard to say, "Pappy's going to kill me!" While he was being loaded into the ambulance Lowiq's race started. Lowiq had been drinking "hot toadies" most of the night and fell off in the first turn. He would have drowned if it hadn't been for the Froggy EMT unit. They both told this reporter to pass a message on to Pappy. "We're sorry, but it was a lot of fun meeting with all these other elves and we want to come back next year." They both will spend a few days in the local hospital. Bogart will be in a wheelchair for a couple of months and Lowiq swore off "hot toadies". They will be arriving at Burbank International Airport aboard Goose Airlines, flight #13 on Wednesday, April 5th at 6:66 PM. In talking with Lowiq later I asked him, "why the 'hot toadies'?" He said everyone told him how good they are and nonalcoholic. I questioned the barkeep at the Lily pad Pub and asked exactly what is a "hot toadie"? He stated they are a drink served in a frosty 16 ounce mug with no set amount of what is added to it. Everyone is different as perhaps someone else would have mixed the next one and so on. When asked how they could serve such drinks to a race participant and an out of towner to boot, he said he kept flashing a big wad of cash. As to the number of "hot toadies" poor Lowiq consumed, it is open to debate. They said they quit counting at 5, but do believe after that the drinks were mainly water (or so they claim). Thanks Pappy for telling me about this event as I hadn't been told. I'm just sorry the results weren't as expected, but there is always another race as they say. -Betti Avant ('69), "little person reporter" ~ Lacey, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Maureen Sullivan Fleischman ('76) To: Dave Flaherty ('76) Geez, it's been a long time since I checked the Sandstorm! My brother Denis ('62) called and relayed your kind comments about the quartet! You always were a charmer! The talent & creativity of the people at RHS during those years I was there ('74-'76) was fun to witness. From Brad Upton ('74) to Michael Peterson ('77) and everyone in between, hanging out with all of you gave me such great memories (and a sore stomach from laughing all the time!). I look forward to seeing you at the reunion in August. Maybe we will jam again with Paul Barber and Galen Irby, like at our 20 year. I too am living through my kids, and enjoying the next generation of musicians. My son Brian plays and sings in Hogans Alley, a struggling young band here in Seattle. Check them out (or have your kids check them out) at They are trying to scrape together money to get back into the studio. It's good to know the dream lives on. I remember being in the Mattingly's basement, singing back up for Michael Peterson (and you!) belting out Doobie Brothers tunes. It was ironic that, years later, Michael McDonald, lead singer of said Doobie Brothers Band, ended up singing BACK UP for Michael Peterson on his album "Being Human". Isn't life interesting? Especially when you're a Bomber... -Maureen Sullivan Fleischman ('76) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) Re: Opening Day Baseball To: All 1953 Bomber Little League Players With opening day just around the corner thought it would be worthwhile to send in some baseball pictures. 1953 LITTLE LEAGUE CHAMPS 6519-1-neg-a ~ 6519-1-neg-b ~ 6519-1-neg-c 6519-1-neg-d ` 6519-1-neg-e ~ 6519-1-neg-f 6519-1-neg-g ~ 6519-1-neg-h ~ 6519-1-neg-i -Don Sorenson N A B *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/03/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser('49), Mike Clowes ('54) Nola Davey ('56), Stephanie Dawson ('60) Irene de la Bretonne ('61), Betti Avant ('69) Julie Smyth ('69WB) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Leslie Hutchinson ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Garry O'Rourke ('66) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Daylight savings time: I hate it with a purple passion. How can we get rid of it? It was put in force during the Second World War to enable the farmers to have an extra hour or two for the war effort. It was not forced on people - you did have a choice. I remember going to Kentucky - you could go from one town to the next and either lose or gain 2 hours. I'm not sure - but I think they also used it during the First World War for basically the same reason - more time for farming. After the Second World War the people across the hill voted for it so THEY could play more golf. Boo Hiss!!! -Betty Hiser Gulley '49er - south/government Richland - Spring has sprung and sent us a few showers to make everything green **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) If you haven't visited the Club 40 website in a while, I invite your attention to the fact that the schedule of events for the September Reunion is reasonably complete. Check it out at: Just scroll down to the proper box and there you are. Music on Saturday night will be by the Easy Swing Band, featuring the musical stylings of John LaChapelle. According to the entertainment committee, you can hear yourself think from close range with this group. Registration forms are also available from this site. Finally, as a fair warning, the next issue of the DustStorm should be in the mail by the end of May. So beware of strange geese trying to sell elves. Thought I saw some the other day out front of a Safeway store. -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ~ reporting from showery Mount Angel, OR **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) Re: Class of '56 Is there anyone from the Class of '56 who knows Dan MacKenzie ('56) really well. I have a phone # I would like someone to try. Please email me or phone: [Phone number deleted for Nola's privacy... email her if you want her phone number. -Maren] -Nola Davey Meichle ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) To: Don Sorenson (NAB) Re: Little League photos Those were great! Now, does anyone have photos of the Dawson- Richards Little League teams? Or did I miss them in the days/ years when I was too busy to read all the Sandstorm entries and check out the photos? I remember attending hundreds of games (it seems like) in the good old days. Mills Meuser was the coach and Hi Meyers was his assistant or the manager, I think. John Meyers ('58-RIP) regularly hit home runs, frequently breaking the bat as he did so. Pat Crook ('58), Curt ('57) and Johnny ('60) Jetton, so many guys showed the athletic promise that later bloomed in junior high and at Col-Hi (and beyond). I remember sitting in those aluminum bleachers, drinking Green Rivers and shelling peanuts. Ah, those lazy old days! To: Mary Judd Hinz ('60) Re: Dancing stars Saw you and your hubby dancing on stage at the Mid-Columbia Symphony's StraussFest in Pasco last night. You two looked great! I didn't even notice the other couple. If you haven't done a lot of that, it may have taken a bit of gumption on your parts to get up on stage in front of an auditorium of people and dance. My congratulations! The dancing was a very nice addition to the music. And gosh, you don't look a day over 39! Bombers in and around the Tri-Cities, if you haven't been to a Mid-Columbia Symphony performance lately (or ever), and if you're still willing and able to stay up until 10 pm or more and then drive home (!), you really should check out their events. We have so much terrific entertainment and such a variety of events in the Tri-CIties that some weekends it's tough to choose which to attend and which to miss! -Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61) To: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) You asked about Beth Pederson ('61). She lives in northern Idaho and continues to make beautiful music. I have several of her CDs. You can find her at High Moon Music or -Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) I just got back from visiting Bogart and Lowiq in the Toadyland General Hospital. They are both doing well and anticipating getting to Burbank as planned on Wednesday evening at 6:66pm. Bogart says to remind Pappy he will need a wheelchair to get around in. They also want to thank all of you out there; Burbankers, Bombers, and any others who sent gifts and flowers. This is one event they won't soon forget. -Betti Avant ('69), "little person reporter" ~ Lacey, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Julie Smyth Moss ('69WB) To: Darlene Napora Shuley ('69) I know it was difficult for you, and now that UCLA crushed LSU, I know how you feel. Except that Texas didn't get crushed the way LSU did last night. I'm still crying, kind of. What makes me happy is that the prognosticators didn't ever feel LSU had a chance. The only game they said we'd win was against UCLA and we lost. Oh, well---it was a good run, and getting to the final four was a big shot in the arm for the state. I even had a group of girls here watching the game. Of course, when I say girls, I really mean old lady friends. Geaux Tigers! -Julie Smyth Moss ('69WB) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/04/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Bombers and 1 NAB sent stuff and 1 Bomber funeral notice: Dick McCoy (45), Betty Hiser ('49) Harvey Chapman ('56), Terri Royce ('56) Floyd Melton ('57), George Swan ('59) Mary Judd ('60), Helen Cross ('62) Linda Reining ('64), David Rivers ('65) Robert Avant ('69), Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jan Nelson ('60) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Nancy Erlandson ('67) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** TIDBIT FOR TOMORROW, April 5, 2006: On Wednesday at two minutes and three seconds after 1am the time will be..... 01:02:03 04-05-06 This won't happen again for another 1000 years. Tidbit sent by 3 Bombers: Betty Conner Sansom ('52), Gary Behymer ('64), Jeff Michael ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dick McCoy (the tin can class of '45) Re: Daylight savings I have always loved daylight savings time. I remember during the depression, I was envious of people in NY and CA, who observed it. In Minnesota, we didn't. During WWII it was a year round thing, to conserve electricity. In the St. Paul winter I didn't care for it so much, as I walked to high school in the dark. It could be very cold. -Dick McCoy, from the tin can class of 1945 **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) As I was writing the article yesterday about the First and Second World War I remember watching a TV news show and the guy says, "Right after World War Eleven --." Do we send people to college to learn about ALL the world wars? -Betty Hiser Gulley '49er - south/government Richland - looks grizzly today - my arthritis says it will rain or the barometer will fall. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Harvey Chapman ('56) To: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) Nola, give me a call with number and I will call him. -Harvey Chapman ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Terri Royce Weiner ('56) Re: Daylight Savings Time To: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) What's with the Boo Hiss about GOLF? The more daylight the better for this beautiful, challenging, heartbreaking game. -Terri Royce Weiner ('56) ~ in "will-it-rain-or-not" Seattle, where our Mt. Si Ladies' Club tees off every Tuesday, and coyotes share the fairways on Bellevue Municipal. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Floyd Melton ('57) Re: Daylight Savings Time What a wonderful blessing Daylight Savings Time is to the average person. It gives one more time after work to do the things around the home that didn't get done on the weekend, it gives more daylight hours in the evening for family activities, it is a good plan. I wish we were on it all year long. -Floyd Melton ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: All Mariner Fans -- Today's the Day (of course when you read this, it will have been yesterday) but right now, I am a Happy Pappy! The boys of summer are back! I am squirming until the first pitch -- about five minutes from now. My fellow Mariner's Fans -- Say Hallelujah! Re: Bomber Stuff & Elfin Events To: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) Bob ... or Mike (which one do you prefer?), as a co-rep to Club 40 for Class of '59 (Last Great Class of the Nifty Fifties), I am getting excited about the upcoming September Reunion. For a guy who stayed out of "Bomber Stuff" for many years, and thanks to my "much younger sister," Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63), who dragged me kickin' and screamin' back into "Bomber Awareness," I look forward to each year and getting to know more Bombers from the whole range of classes. I must admit that I have not sent in my registration and dues yet. I am still trying to persuade Mrs. Pappy to attend with me. As she went to school in Fairbanks, AK, she says, "I hardly know anyone." Any "hints to convince" from those of you Bombers who bring your (NAB) spouse? And I always look forward to my mini-reunions with my "not so much older than me" folding buddy, "Nickjustnick" Nelson ('57) at the DustStorm folding parties. A kid can learn so much from these "older guys!" So, on Wednesday, May 24th, I will again join Club 40 folks in the Gallery Room of the Richland Public Library at 9:30 AM to fold together the DustStorm. I will make it a point to be there since there might be Spudnuts and coffee and spring turkey hunting will be over. To: Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) I echo your accolades for dancing stars, Mary Judd Hinz ('60) and hubby. I have enjoyed the good fortune of watching them dance on two occasions. They can really cut a rug and make an old guy like me wonder, "Why didn't I just learn to dance?" [They get my vote for "Best Dancers", too! -Maren] To: Betti Avant ('69), Associated "little person reporter" Thank you so much for the, "Report of the 1st Annual Lacey Pond Frog Races." It is so hard for me to keep up with the antics of my elves as they have this inherent ability (when they want to use it) to be everywhere at once and shift instantly in shape and size. Witness Bob's (or Mike's) observance of geese attempting to sell Elves in front of a Safeway Store in Oregon. Initially, it was thought that the Geese were flying the winners of the Lacey Pond Frog Races around the region for appearances in local supermarket parking lots for photo opportunities and autograph signing. However, rumors run rampant around the puddle. The latest has it that the Duck and Goose Union, Quacker's and Honker's Local No 12, is threatening to strike in protest of Lowiq's straying from the standard use of ducks and geese for aerial/amphibious transportation and racing. And, Derrith Persons Dean (60), I knew that video would stir Lowiq up... again. Even with Bogart and Lowiq convalescing, it just keeps on keepin' on. Apparently, a truck backed into my driveway yesterday while I was out by Benton City shooting trap with Mick ('66) and Tom Hemphill ('62). When I got home, I beheld a large packing crate marked "Tomcat" and a stack of lumber setting near the puddle. -George "Pappy" Swan ~ Burbank, WA where Lowkey and I sit with Darby discussing these recent events. So, Lowiq, if you are reading this little dude... I told you to lay off the "hot goosies!" "Hot toadies" are probably just another version that you conjured up. We will have a tiny wheelchair (complete with straight jacket) waiting at Burbank International Airport for the arrival of Goose Airlines, flight #13 on Wednesday, April 5th at 6:66 PM. And, Bogart ... I'll deal with you later. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mary Judd Hinz ('60) To: Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) Re: Mid-Columbia Symphony Thank you! Aren't you the sweetest thing! Although we thoroughly enjoyed the experience, I don't think I'd want to do it again. Much too stressful. I agree that we are really lucky here in the Tri-Cities to have so much entertainment and activities going on all the time. All this fun and no traffic jams! -Mary Judd Hinz ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) I want to thank Irene de la Bretonne ('61) for giving me the website for Beth Pederson's ('61) website. I will look into that more fully in a few days, and I hope to return to the Sandpoint, ID area and maybe hear her again. To: Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) My father, Ken Cross, used to coach American Legion Baseball when I was in grade school and I remember going to tons of baseball games too. My dad taught me to be his scorekeeper so I did have something to do. I remember John Meyers ('58-RIP), and many others (sorry, I can't remember last names now, can it be a senior moment!) who went on to being great players, at least as Bombers were on his teams. Last night there were some record storms around here, we were untouched in our area, but I know others weren't so lucky. Hope the farmers are pleased with all the rain we had. My husband, Warren will finish his studies at United Theological Seminary in a few weeks and graduate in May!! These 3 years have gone by quickly, and who knows where we will be next. I hope it will be somewhere out west. -Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ~ West Harrison, IN - in the house by the little lake where we are seeing more birds every day. And a white-tailed deer just ran past the house. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining ('64) re: Daylight Savings Time I agree with Betty Hiser Gulley ('49)........I also hate it with a purple passion! I understand the need for it back during the War years, but now, it is just a blasted nuisance! makes twice as much sense to have the extra hour of daylight in the Winter, when it is way too dark way too early, than to have an extra hour in the Summer, when it already stays lighter, longer!!!! besides, it takes me too blasted long to adjust my sleep patterns when they change the time!!!!! *grin* -Linda Reining(Boomber Bomber class of '64) Bakersfield, CA, where we are expecting another storm to bring more rain........sorry, Carol Converse Maurer('64), in Eureka, CA, but I am LOVIN' it!!!!!!! *grin* **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) It was August 1990, as I opened the door to my house after unloading the car from a 10 day trip to Richland the phone rang. I dropped everything and answered it. "It was magic wasn't it" the voice on the other end said... "yes it really was magic" I responded... I had just returned from a road trip to Richland for our 25th reunion. Tony Harrah ('65) was calling to let me know how much he loved his first reunion since graduation. My road trip was prompted by my desire to visit my home town sober and revisit all my old haunts... By the time Tony and Terry Davis ('65) arrived... I had found almost all the houses of our old gang and then some. I had been home only once before in 1985 for our 20th and had been in a drunken stupor the entire time. The only remarkable thing about the trip was the huge bar bills Heidlebaugh ('65) and I had run paying for rounds for everyone from our class hanging around the pool on one of the days... Saturday I think... But the 25th was truly magic... all of the old rivalries... all of the old hurts... had vanished... nobody was trying to impress anyone... the love and wonder from Kindergarten had returned and we were all friends... each reunion thereafter has been better than the last all filled with magic... shortly after that we began to meet every year... as Warford ('65) put it... "five years is just too long to wait to see each other"... I know you all feel the same... whatever class you are in... And so... it came to pass, that on April Fools Day 2006 a large crowd of us got together to say farewell to our loved one, Dave "Pook" Smith ('63-RIP)... Jimbeaux ('63) organized it, while others (I'll let Jim mention them lest I forget someone) did the leg work and had the most beautiful green bench... in front of the Marriott at Columbia Point marked with a wonderful green and gold plaque celebrating Pook's life... It rained in the morning and we all scouted Richland for umbrellas... I had commented to some of my staff before leaving that I wasn't sure there was a place left in Richland to buy and umbrella... but we found them... all shapes and sizes... Hoff ('64) even had one with the stars and stripes... Mine on the other hand was purchased at the Antique store in the Uptown and was described on the sales card as "adorable"... it was of course... pretty blue with lovely flowers and a bamboo handle... The rain stopped an hour before we gathered... I, naturally handed my "adorable" purchase to Wick ('65) to avoid further abuse... I understand she and Jimbeaux have quite a collection of disabled umbrellas and it will make a fine addition... Jimbeaux was naturally decked out in slacks, a blazer and tasseled shoes... the rest of us were in various stages of rain attire... Nancy Erlandson Ballard ('67) was dressed in her birthday suit... no... that doesn't sound right... (HAPPY BIRTHDAY 4/4/06)... Jim asked several of the group to speak and the laughter and tears blended together as each speaker took a turn... #32 ('63) had managed to recall (from memory I'm sure) each basket Pook had ever scored in his entire career... the sentiment of the group and all who spoke was that Pook loved life... perhaps he loved it too much and perhaps it didn't always meet with his hopes and expectations... but it was clear that he loved his friends, his family and that he was loved... It was magic... we then retired to "Jack Sons" for lunch... I made a gallant play for Hoff's heart only to be out maneuvered by Rob Hills ('63) in a beautiful play that seemed to include talk of a treadmill... It got Dick Boehnig's ('63) attention and must have been a skillful maneuver indeed... I will figure it out later for use in the future... instead of "hi baby... what's yer sign"... I will tell the object of my desire about my new treadmill... I learned to my shock that Judy Campbell ('64) is NOT taller than I am... I finally realized that the pedestal I had her on all my life must have made her much taller than in flat shoes... Lunch was so enjoyable... so nice to get together with kids you don't get to see often... talking to Rosalie ('63), Teresa ('64) and the rest of the group around the table(s) was great... getting all caught up on what was going on with each of us... somebody said there were over 50 people gathered at the bench... that didn't include the jogger and the two ladies who were nice enough to walk around the circle (Jogger not so nice)... it did include two of my classmates who were attracted to the large crowd and green and gold balloons... Simpson ('65) and Beaver ('65) showed up as we were heading for lunch... I won't even try and mention everyone who was there... I will state that Frank Osgard ('63WB) had to be escorted off the premises when he began to recount every girl he'd ever wined and dined and had carnal knowledge of since 3rd grade... singling out virtually every married girl in the group... He smiled a HUGE grin when Mary Lou's ('63) name was mentioned... Jimbeaux explained that Frank had been on some serious meds lately and was not invited for that reason... I also need to say tho that I did NOT hug Hoff too many times... One was for her life-long friend Heidlebaugh ('65) aka TBFL... and so if number 32 didn't give one of his hugs to Ray ('64) then we KNOW who got too many hugs! -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Robert Avant ('69) Re: Ahh...Spring How I remember the joys of Spring in East Texas. No need for expensive trips to the doctor to find out why your eyes were swollen shut and your nose turned from a sensory receiver to a faucet with a Drano Professional clog. Just look at the cars, streets, and the occasional small animal and see the delightful yellow of pine pollen. Nor can one ever forget sitting at the computer or TV with the Weather Channel on tracking a line of "potentially dangerous" thunderstorms moving across the screen at about 30-40 miles an hour and you remember passing on the chance to have the dead limbs of your oak trees removed for a few hundred dollars; now realizing they will probably go for free and possibly through your roof... Yes, nothing like Spring in East Texas -Robert Avant ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) Re: More Baseball Pictures for Stephanie Dawson Janicek ('60) Found some more Little League pictures. 1951 Little League Baseball 2149-neg-a - Tournament Winni.jpg 2149-neg-c - Tournament Winni.jpg 2149-neg-f - Winning.jpg 2149-neg-h - All-Star Team.jpg 1952 Little League Baseball 4249-neg-a Opening Game in Me.jpg 4249-neg-b Opening Game in Me.jpg 4249-neg-c Opening Game in Me.jpg -Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice scanned from the TCHerald by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) >>Vonna Lomon Eller ('53) ~ 10/2/35 - 2/22/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/05/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 14 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Betty Bell ('51), Nola Davey ('56) George Swan ('59), Ruth Miles ('59), Susan Erickson ('59) Mike Brady ('61), Ed Wood ('62), Jeanie Walsh ('63) David Rivers ('65), Chuck Smith ('69), Dennis Strege ('71) Vicki Owens ('72), Angeina Noland ('96) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ann Pearson ('50) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Daylight Savings Time: I'm not objecting to golf - good exercise - but I can't walk very well any more. I never liked Daylight Savings Time (even as a kid) because we had to switch back and forth. What I would like if that we stay on standard or daylight savings time all year around. Hi Floyd - ex-neighbor - how are you doing? -Betty Hiser Gulley 49er - south/government Richland - did sprinkle yesterday - can't figure out what it is going to do today. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Bell Norton ('51) I just wanted to let friends and classmates know that Wilma Jean Smith McGill ('51) died in San Leandro, CA on Friday, March 24th. She was born June 1, 1933. Her funeral will be Monday April 10th in Trout Lake, WA at 10:00, at the cemetery there. Her sister, Wanda Smith Osborn ('50) still lives in Richland. -Betty Bell Norton ('51) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Nick Nelson is a member of the Class of '56. -Nola Davey Meichle ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Only so much light and so little time I have often wondered ... If summer has "Daylight Savings Time," how come winter doesn't have "Nightdarkness Spending Time?" We "save" all that daylight to do outdoor stuff in summer just so we can "spend" all those hours of darkness doing indoors stuff during the long nights of winter. Hmmmmm? -George "Pappy" Swan ~ Burbank, WA where ... Hmmmmm ... Every time the time changes, I realize that I never got around to changing the clock on the radio in my little truck ... the last time. But, at least its right ... half the year. So, half the year, I'm on time and half the year I'm ... you know ... late ... or ... let's see ... is it ... early? Whatever. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ruth Miles Bruns ('59) Re: 01:02:03 04-05-06 I think I've seen this one more often than almost anything else that floods our in-boxes. Actually, it will happen again in one hundred years. So it's cute, but not hugely extraordinary. -Ruth Miles Bruns ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Susan Erickson Kuntz ('59) Re: Judy Jo (Ehlers) Evanoff ('59) I would like to inform the friends of Judy, that she has been diagnosed with breast cancer and is undergoing surgery today (the 4th) at Kadlec Hospital in Richland. I know she and Dick would appreciate your thoughts and prayers as she seeks treatment for her cancer. We're thinking of you, Judy, with love and best wishes for a complete recovery. Your friend, -Susan Erickson Kuntz ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) Re: Memorial Bench Dedication for Pook Smith ('63-RIP) I wasn't able to make it to Pook's memorial last Saturday. How did it go? -Mike Brady ('61) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [See entry in yesterday's Sandstorm from David Rivers ('65). -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ed Wood ('62) To: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) You're right that Daylight Saving Time came into general use during WW2, but Ben Franklin first advocated Daylight Saving Time as early as 1784! His idea went nowhere until Wm Willett began a long process of lobbying the British Parliament in 1907. But if a one hour time change drives you crazy, be thankful Willett's original idea was never adopted. He proposed a 20 minute time adjustment on each of four Sundays in April, with a fall adjustment being 20 minutes on each of four Sundays in September. Talk about confusing! -Ed Wood ('62) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeanie Walsh Williamson (Gold Metal Class of '63) To: Linda Reining ('64) in Bakerfield, CA You go, Girl! -Jeanie Walsh Williamson (Gold Metal Class of '63) ~ Simi Valley, CA - Home of the Ronald Reagan Presidental Library **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: New Topic I have a rather burning question which will not interest anyone who graduated before '63 in the least but is kind of interesting to those of us who were in school say in '62 and later... Very late in the evening... around 9:30 last Saturday... I came in from dinner at Henry's in Richland and found a few of the Gold Medal kids still up and wide awake... Dave Simpson ('63) recounted that he was pretty sure the first kid in Richland to wear black low cut Converse as a fashion statement was Steve Denler ('64)... Naturally being the thoughtless big mouth that I am I said oh no no... Tony Harrah ('65) was the first when he returned from Portland in '62 or so... but of course, that's just always been MY belief (my apologies Dave for being such a jerk). So now, I'm really wondering... of course it could have been Denler and it could have been any number of others... sooooooo... does anyone recall who was the first to wear black low cut Converse in Richland????? (Any answer after '63 will not qualify as the "FIRST"). I'm sending a copy of this to Tony and would send one to Steve but I don't have a new email address for him... he seems to have gone "off-line" about a year after R2K... If anyone is in touch with him would love to know when he got his frist pair of the subject foot wear! -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Chuck Smith ('69) Now that I'm back in the swing of things with the Sandstorm, I'm really starting to enjoy al the entires that are being sent in. For those of you that like the daylight savings thing... hmmm, can't say I agree with ya... it's such a pain going around the house trying to find all the flip'in clocks to change them... and even worse, remembering how to change the ones in our two vehicles... always have to look in the owner's manual. Can't wait to move to Arizona... they don't do daylight savings...YAHOO!!! I will have to agree with Terri Royce Weiner('56) though, about getting out earlier to the Links... it's great being the first on the Tee and finishing before 11am... The mornings are flat GORGEOUS... To: Don Sorenson (NAB) Those Little League pics you included sure brought back memories... I played with Nevins Flying As... Let's see that would have been 1960, 1961. Hey, the pics at the Opening Ceromonies... wasn't that taken down below the Bus Station at Columbia Park... that use to be the Fastpitch softball field. I played with Olympia Beer (1969-'70). Oh, and before that, I hooked up with all my Buds from the Morman Church and we played in a league down there, also... Anyone remember the Morman Team? What memories... Chuck Smith ('69er) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Chuck -- have you checked out the "Baseball" web page at: -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dennis Strege ('71) Re: Class of 1971 Reunion The 35 year reunion for the Class of 1971 is August 11 13 at the Red Lion Hanford House. We are preparing to send registration forms and we need to make sure we have the latest email and street addresses for as many classmates as possible. Please send your information to as soon as possible. Golfing, a wine tasting bus tour, a river boat brunch, and more, you don't want to miss it! -Dennis Strege ('71) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Vicki Owens ('72) To: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Your mention of "World War Eleven" dredged up a memory from many years ago when Lawrence Welk, obviously reading from a teleprompter, introduced the songs of "World War Eye Eye". -Vicki Owens ('72) ~ ~ it's raining in Kampala **************************************************************** **************************************************************** From the new ALL Bomber Alumni GuestBook. From: Angeina "Angel" Noland Larsen ('96) E-Mail: None given Tuesday 04/04/2006 1:19:15pm COMMENTS: I Live in Tacoma, WA [Site Administrator deleted street address and phone number] -Angeina "Angel" Noland Larsen ('96) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/06/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers sent stuff and 1 Bomber funeral notice today: Dick McCoy ('45, '46, '02), Betty Hiser ('49) Shirley Segrest ('52), Nola Davey ('56) Gus Keeney ('57), George Swan ('59) Mike Brady ('61), Denny Johnson ('62WB) Dave Hanthorn ('63), Freddie Schafer ('63) Ann Engel ('63), Gary Behymer ('64) Ray Stein ('64), Jeff Michael ('65) Linda Sargent ('67), Frank Hames ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: TWINS: Barbara and Kathy Berkeley ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Randy Dykeman ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jacqueline Tallant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Cindy Raekes ('82) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dick McCoy ('45, '46, '02) Re: Switching Pooor babies have to switch their clocks twice a year. How else are you going to know when to change the batteries in your alarms? your computers and vcrs all change on their own, except for next year, when they increase the daylight savings hours. -Dick McCoy ('45, '46, '02) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Ed Wood ('62): I have received a lot of comments about having Daylight Savings Time all year long - I would love that. My stomach and my dog object a lot!! -Betty Hiser Gulley '49er - south/government Richland - so so day **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Shirley Segrest Telford ('52) Here's a cute little poem I received from a friend that I thought everyone would enjoy: -Shirley Segrest Telford ('52) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) Re: Lost Classmates of 1956 We keep losing or misplacing our classmates. I want to try one more time. Here is who we are looking for: Larry D. Anderson, Joann Beatty, Clara Bolin Toss, Paul Cox, Carlton Craven, Jean Eaton Gladwell, James Green, Laurli Griffin Coughren, Carol Groves Nielson, Wanda Hamilton Harding, Ronald Jackson, Charles Johnson, Judith Kaiser Hostetler, Caroline Kirk, Marlana Little, Jack Mattson, Nellie Sue Mayberry Kingry, Linda Reitzel Swarm, ElnoraMae Roestel Richardson, David Lynn Rowe & Frances Sims Rowe, Dick Sievers, Dale C. Stone, and Dan MacKenzie. Thanks for any help, -Nola Davey Meichle ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gus Keeney ('57) Re: Las Vegas Lunch Pictures -Gus Keeney ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Old Friends To: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) Thanks Nola. Actually, I thought my friend NickjustNick Nelson ('56) was much older than that so I was just trying to be nice to him by shaving off a year ... and get even because he looks so much younger than I do. Now I feel more like a kid. Just kiddin' foldin' buddy. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where I have been doing yard work in the rain and marking time until 6:66 PM when Lowkey, Darby, and I will mount up in Ol' Henry (my other beat up old truck), the '81 Ford F-150, 4X4. That's when we'll mosey down to the Burbank International Airport to meet flight #13 of Goose Airlines and pickup Bogart and Lowiq. At least now that we're on DST, it'll be daylight and we won't have to light the bonfire beacons and Darby won't have to run around in circles with green and a white flashlights tied to her head. We have two traffic lights in Burbank now and maybe someday we'll get a rotating beacon at the airport. Right now, Burbank International, the Elfin Airport, where Goose Airlines operates out of consists of an inlet on the sloughs with a stretch of sandy beach (accommodates floats or land), one of my old socks fluttering from a pole (wind sock), an extension ladder (for when the really big birds come in), and a wheelbarrow (people and elf carrier). I'll be glad to see them as they're two of my favorite elves but don't anyone tell them. It's hard enough now trying to keep them under control. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) Re: Converse lows I remember Bruce Smith ('61) used a knife and scissors to make high top Converse into low tops... low tops? I thought that was kinda of cool and tried it but ruined a decent pair. Bruce was always ahead of the curve! Re: Mormon teams To: Chuck Smith ('69) I played on Mormon softball and basketball teams in the late '50s and early '60s. We played our softball games on the Riverside Park field (is it Howard Amon Park now?) and our basketball games at Spalding Elementary School. I played with a great bunch of guys including Richard Dall ('61), Phil Maxfield ('62), Jerry Fehrenbacker ('62), Bruce Smith ('61), Bill Seely ('62), Steve Palmer ('61) and Coach Dick Rhoten. It's ironic, with all my Mormon exposure I never became a Mormon, but both of my sons are Mormons. If any of you guys are reading this entry, thanks for the good times and memories. -Mike Brady ('61) ~ in Kirkland, WA where I'm back to school today for my final quarter... at least final for this time around! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) Re: black, low cut Converse... Wasn't there... can't swear... but I'd be mighty surprised if Dean Hoff ('62), that trend-setting fashion icon wasn't the first to spring into class with the aforementioned footgear. hasta pronto -Denny Johnson ('62 coulda woulda shoulda) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Hanthorn (Gold Medal Class of '63) Re: Bad dreams and nightmares All the talk in recent Sandstorms about strange dreams made me think about the following: 1. Being faced with a test for which you hadn't studied at all. 2. Coming to the end of the semester and realizing you had a class that you had never attended. 3. Having a major homework project due the next day, and you haven't even started on it. For a person (like me) with attention deficit disorder (ADD), these weren't just dreams, they were actual real life occurrences. Of course, back in the '50s and '60s, nobody had ever heard of ADD, so when you suddenly found yourself in such a predicament, you had to struggle to find a way to "fake" your way through it, sometimes successful, but more often not. I am sure there must have been other '50s and '60s Bombers that had similar experiences with ADD when no one knew there was such a thing. I would like to hear from you if you would like to "compare notes" about living with ADD before it was recognized, or living with ADD as an adult. -Dave Hanthorn (GMC '63) from Mercer Island, WA re we have had a couple of beautiful, sunny, springtime days with "the bluest skies you ever saw". **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Freddie Schafer ('63) and Ann Engel Schafer ('63) Re: Pook's Memorial Bench Dedication Pictures Over 50 classmates and friends and family were present at Pook Smith memorial. The BC cartoon was in the Sunday paper the day David "Pook" Smith ('63-RIP) left us -Freddie Schafer ('63) and Ann Engel Schafer ('63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Many thanks to Mr. & Mrs. James House ('63) for stopping by the corner of Main & Canyon, here in downtown Colfax, WA to share a Wednesday lunch with me, at none other than the 'Top Notch' restaurant. Fellow burger lovers, Bill Gates (Microsoft) & Lou Piniella (Seattle Mariner former manager) have partaken there also. All Bombers are welcome any time.. advanced notice is appreciated if you would like a tour of 'Small Town' America! -Gary Behymer ('64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ray Stein ('64) To: Don Sorenson (NAB) You can add this 1955 photo to your Richland Little League collection. The team is H.A.M.T.C. (ham-tech), a rather scruffy bunch sponsored by the Union that represented Hanford hourly workers. The photo has historical value since it dispels the belief that wearing a ball cap off center is a recent phenomenon. As the picture proves, the fad was started in the '50s by our own iconoclastic Bomber, Randy Free ('61). A bit larger picture of just the FACES is at: -Ray Stein (Col-Hi '64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Hey there Bombers and Bomberettes... Well, youse guys (non-gender use of the noun) get a break for about 10 days. I'll be off the streets of the Tri-Cities again. But after that, Look Out! Grand kids in SoCal have a two week Spring Break and their mommy works (she actually had Spring break a few weeks ago when she went to Israel with my wife). So... we are kid sitting again. But this time, we added a new twist. We are taking them and a friend each to Arizona to see their great gramma and do a little get- away. After gramma in Scottsdale, AZ it's up to Pinetop for about a week. Yup... I do mean "up" as well as up on the map (north). The place is at 7500 feet altitude. Haven't been that high since I left Colorado (take that however you see fit). So we hope to do some snow stuff, horseback riding and such. Will miss another DJ Diner thing. But after that... I'll be in town all summer, for the most part. I've got almost every Saturday booked from 29 Apr to the end of August. Some of those are out-of-town gigs, but like Spokane, West Montana and the like. I'm pretty excited to have gotten that much business. Thanks to all who have referred me or spoken well of me to other folks. Maybe we'll be seeing you at some of those events. Maybe also see you at the not-on-a-Saturday home games for the Dust Devils. By the way, speaking of them, I have 2 season tickets for two folks and can't use those Saturday seats, or even some of the other ones. If someone is interested, I'd be happy to give the tickets to you for the dates I'll miss. That way, Darrel (the GM) still has a couple folks in the stands to cheer the team on. I found the games to be fun. Seats are very near the first base line between the dug-out and the bag. Yeah, I hate changing clocks, too. But I love the extra hour of sunlight! Been making use of that already! The year-round thing makes the winter mornings VERY dark, especially for school kids. Change the clocks every week 8 out of 52 weeks?!! Now THAT would be onerous! (Slipped that word in to see if David Rivers ('65) is on line). Guess the wee folks at Pappy Swan's ('59) don't have watches... they always sleep late and party all night! Saw a wee bonfire over there around 2:15 AM the other night... long after Pappy went to sleep (chickens were long roosted). The little guys (again, no sex [gender that is] intended), were celebrating the six digit, sequential time/date designation. That used to be a closely guarded, once in a hundred years ritual for the little fellows (again... you know). But with the internet and email, there are no more secrets, just blabber mouths. Speaking of such... I've gotta shut up and get set up for an afternoon gig at Stoneridge Events Center. Maybe I'll see you there. dj jeff Michael ('65), perhaps the first of the Boomer Bombers to turn 60. Hasn't happened yet, but I feel the pressure (aches and pains, memory loss... when is that birthday, anyway?). Remember when we dreaded leaving the safety of the under thirty (and thus believable) set? Then we became "Thirty- Something" and totally "Unbelievable". Now we are nearly "over the hill" and like Totally AWESOME, dudes (or dudettes) Tri-Cities, cloudy, drizzle, chilly... **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Sargent Evans ('67) Re: Judy Sargent Scott ('59) For those of you who remember my sister, Judy, I wanted to let you know that she's fighting a valiant battle with brain cancer. She has been upbeat and strong through all of this, and her wonderful sense of humor is helping all of us cope and be optimistic. I know she'd appreciate your good thoughts. -Linda Sargent Evans ('67) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Frank Hames ('69) Re: East Texas Robert Avant's ('69) description of East Texas was spot on. Last weekend my wife was in Austin attending a teacher convention so I decided to ride my Harley from Dallas to Nacogdoches, TX to visit our son who is a sophomore at Steven F. Austin State University. The wild flowers were in bloom, the pine smelled fresh and I haven't been able to breathe since. -Frank Hames ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice scanned from the TCHerald by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) >>Linda O'Neal Delawder ('65) ~ 5/16/47 - 3/17/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/07/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 Bombers sent stuff: Mary Triem ('47), Keith Arndt ('60) Mike Brady ('61), Mike Rice ('61) Donna Bowers ('63), Jim Hamilton ('63) Carol Converse ('64), Dennis Jones ('64) Gary Behymer ('64), Linda Reining ('64) David Rivers ('65), Donna Fredette ('65) Betti Avant ('69), Chuck Smith ('69) Robert Avant ('69), Debbie Lukins ('78) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Kelvin Soldat ('71) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mary Anne Lauby ('73) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Linda Phillips ('76) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Melissa Dykeman ('98) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mary Triem Mowery ('47) To: Shirley Segrest Telford ('52) The poem you sent in was fantastic. Reminds me of a comment a beloved classmate of ours said when we were starting Club 40 (in 1987): "we'll keep going until we have wheelchair races in the parking lot". That's a quote from Jean Bobo DeBerry ('47-RIP). I believe she would have done just that. too! -Mary Triem Mowery ('47) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Keith Arndt ('60) Re: Little League To: Ray Stein ('64) Ray, thanks for the photo of the mighty H.A.M.T.C. team. At our country club, as we gather around the bar and swap lies, we have several former college and pro athletes who often regale we mere mortals with their past athletic accomplishments. Now, I can't wait until the next such event when I whip out my team photo and brag that, during my H.A.M.T.C. days, I rubbed shoulders with future Bomber greats such as Dennis Waltman ('60), Randy Free ('61), Jack Glover ('61), Bob Mitchell ('62) and, of course Ray Stein ('64). Who cares about the Minnesota Vikings, Michigan State, Ohio State, etc. anyway? -Keith Arndt ('60) ~ from Parrish, FL - sunny and 80, the sky is blue, the golf course is green, and the fish are biting. Life is great. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) Re: HAMTC & Jack Glover I saw a lot of familiar faces in Ray Stein's HAMTC Little League photo in yesterday's edition of the Sandstorm. Randy Free ('61) and his little brother, Jack Glover ('61), Bobby Mitchell ('62), Craig Guse ('61), Jim Waltman ('60), John Browne ('61} and of course Ray Stein ('64) all stand out as reminders of my youth. That must have been one fantastic team! Another thing, Jack Glover looks identical today as he did then. I saw him at our reunion in 2001, and believe me, he still looks like a kid... or is it the other way around... he always looked like an adult! -Mike Brady ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Rice ('61) and Donna Bowers Rice ('63) Just to let the sandstorm know that Gordie Shogren ('61) passed away in Seattle last Friday. -Mike Rice ('61) and Donna Bowers Rice ('63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jim Hamilton (Gold Medal Class of '63) As I recall, the genesis of black low cut Converse as a fashion statement was a Basketball player at WSC named Terry Ball. Cougar history has him lettering in '60-'62. My sister Carolynn ('60) who was a "student" in Pullman at the time, also recalls him wearing them on and off the court. When they did become popular, she always called them "Terry Ball Tennie Runners". David Pugh ('62) on the other hand always called them "Mag Pie Wingtips". I got a pair as a reward for something, maybe for getting a "C" from Senor Maruca, but I don't recall when. I don't think there was ever a "look" more resplendent than a pair of tan Levi 13's with about 8" of white socks showing, a short sleeve white Oxford cloth button down and a really skinny tie. Worked for me, that's probably what won me naming rights to the forever young and always lovely Miss Nancy ('65). I think Bill Redmond and Dave Schulz still have and occasionally wear those same ties. Semper Bomberus Jimbeaux -Jim Hamilton (Gold Medal Class of '63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) To: Shirley Segrest Telford ('52) Thanks for sharing the "reunion" poem with us. I've copied it off to send to friends and family. I really enjoyed it and it's soooo true. It was great to see the pictures of Pook's memorial gathering. I'm so glad so many people turned out for the event. Makes me wish I were lots closer to be able in participate in things like this. -Carol Converse Maurer (Boomer Bomber Class of '64) Eureka, CA - was sunny yesterday and it's sure trying to stay out today. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dennis Jones ('64) Re: "Pooor babies have to switch their clocks twice a year" OK you pulled my chain. How about the poor babies who can't get out of bed an hour earlier unless everybody else in the country changes all their clocks? -Dennis Jones ('64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Convoluted Conversion of Converse or The Conversion Theory "1962 Converse develops the low cut version of its All Star, called an Oxford, which soon became the shoe of choice for pro players and started a new and relaxed west coast lifestyle statement that quickly spread eastward." Ok... as I see the picture, the chances of the 'low cut' version of Converse tennis shoes showing up in Richland early on in 1962 MAY be correct because of 'our' relaxed lifestyle (;-) I'm also thinking that Bomber basketball players may have a 'leg up', HOWEVER, I'm almost betting that Coach Dawald may NOT have allowed the first pair to be worn by a 'dapper' Bomber ball bouncer? I do know that the most lovely Carol Converse (No pun intended) ('64) treated her boyfriend, at the time, with 'pink shoe laces' to go with his tennis shoes. Then again, that wasn't 1962... Being a one time holder of 6,500 different high school yearbooks, I can safely say that 'styling' throughout Americana in 1962 to 1964 was pretty general, whether you lived in Katy, TX or Anaheim, CA. Next to be covered... The Sockanian Theory... you know... that period during the sixties where it was 'styling' to show 1 to 3 inches of your white crew socks (;-) -Gary Behymer ('64)..somewhere close to the Top Notch Restaurant in downtown Colfax, WA... **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining ('64) to: Shirley Segrest Telford('52) loved the reunion poem---so true, too. Linda Reining(Boomer Bomber class of '64)........thought we were going to need to grow web feet here in Bakersfield, CA, but they say the rains have stopped and we should be in the 70s by Saturday, so all those that are "sun-lovers", will be happy campers, once again. *grin* **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Black lo-cuts Leave it to Denny Johnson ('62 WB more than anything in the whole wide world even the new stroker motor in his car) to opine on something about which he admits he wasn't even there... No wonder he and The Big Fat Liar used to be roomies. Anyway, Tony Harrah ('65) has responded that he was wearing black Converse lo-cuts in December 1962 when he returned from Portland... Now... if we can just find Denler ('64)... was he at '64's 40th? I missed it because I was in trial with a bunch of rich casino owners suing another bunch of other rich casino owners over money that they will just spend on silliness (like suing each other) anyway... so I wasn't home for that one... bummer... I can't help but notice, however, how this burning question has not stirred up any interest except from a guy who wasn't there... oh well... I think I'll go to the Top Notch and see Behymer ('64)... he always has something to contribute... I can't go to sleep because Hanthorn ('63) reminded me of my awful "Coming to the end of the semester and realizing you had a class that you had never attended." dream... I'm sweating and shivering all over from it... I really HATE that dream... it is sooooooooooo real! By the way... it is not that I do not think that Dean Hoff ('62) isn't cool enough to be the first guy to wear the now famous foot wear... I just know that Denny doesn't know... and by the way again Denny... Pete's memorial is this Saturday... leaving from the donut shop. -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Donna Fredette ('65) Happy Birthday to Barbara and Kathy Berkeley ('63)!! They are really beautiful people and I have wonderful memories from my childhood growing up with them. Bomber Cheers! -Donna Fredette ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: suggestion Can I make a suggestion regarding submitted pictures to the Sandstorm? When you have a luncheon somewhere can you put names to the faces, please? Also, any pictures of past things such as little league pictures or whatever if you have any names that go with the faces add them in. It would help some of us who somewhat recognize faces but aren't sure if it is really them or not. Thanks and Bomber cheers, -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA, where it is supposed to warm up **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Chuck Smith ('69) Hey Mike... I too had A LOT of exposure to the Mormons. They tried to recruit me on a number of occasions, but I was a Protestant and wanted to stay that way... but, playing basketball and softball (at Riverside) with them was a blast!! Rhoten was my coach too... let's see if I can remember all the guys names... Doug Carlisle, Mike Swallow, Adrian Baird, Brad (?), Phil Jones, coach Rhoten's son... ? Wow... that hurt trying to remember them... Most all of played both sports, too... Can't remember where we played basketball... but we went to Regionals every year in both sports and made Salt Lake on a number occassions, too... Great memories... and a lot of fun. -Chuck Smith ('69er) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Robert Avant ('69) Re: More East Texas Spring Frank Hames ('69) jarred my memory about motorcycles and the glory that is East Texas. There maybe no finer bike riding state in the Union than Texas and East Texas with its plethora of FM (Farm to Market) roads are great. 70 mph ways that wind through forests, farms and cattle ranches away from the Interstates is glorious riding. Hitting the small and not so small towns on those roads can be treasures of time spent talking High School football, fishing, deer hunting, and wild boar eradication with friendly strangers over ice tea is choice memories. -Robert Avant ('69) ~ Kirkland WA..where we are holding out for hybrid or bio-diesel bikes **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Debbie Lukins Lee ('78) Re: Ray Stein ('64) The picture of the HAMTC Little League shows my grandfather, Dale Curry, on the far right. He was an awesome grandpa who raised me on the "Big Red Machine" during the '70s. He loved kids and baseball and I would love to have a copy of this picture. If you could please contact me, I would be most grateful. Thanks for the memory, -Debbie Lukins Lee ('78) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/08/06 Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Bell ('51), Lenora Hughes ('55) George Swan ('59), Mike Brady ('61) Carol Converse ('64), Bruce Strand ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Max Case ('57) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: John Wingfield ('66) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Bell Norton ('51) To: Shirley Segrest Telford ('52) Shirley, I evidently missed the "Reunion" poem recently, and would like to read it. Is it possible to submit it again? Or is it somewhere on-line? Thanks. -Betty Bell Norton ('51) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Betty, the poem is indeed on-line at: Shirley posted the link in the 4/6/06 Sandstorm --Richard] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) Re: Las Vegas Bomber luncheon I want to thank Gus Keeney ('57) and "Em" DeVine ('52) for sending in the photos from our Las Vegas luncheon which was held on the 1st of April: I hope he doesn't mind my sending in the names to fit the faces. Photo #1: Standing, Nancy Moore ('70) and next to her is her friend whose name I can't recall. Seated is Ferna Garoutte Hicks ('58) Photo #2: Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) and spouse Robert Bejarano (NAB) Photo #3: Gene Horne ('57) and Carol Bishop Horne {'57) Photo #4: "Em" DeVine ('52) and Gus Keeney ('57) Not pictured, but our good and faithful attendees Roberta (Robbi) Hill Karcher ('49) and Ginny Nelligan, spouse of Jim Nelligan ('50). Jim was unable to attend and he was sorely missed. We have such a great time at our luncheons and they are a great source of bringing back many wonderful memories. One person brings a memory up and it brings ups another and another and another and we just have a "memory feast" so to speak. Hopefully one of these times we can get all of our locals and our part-timers there at one time! What a blast that would be! Bomber cheers! -Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) ~ In Las Vegas where the weather has been up and down temperature wise, but has been pretty nice just the same. It won't be long before it gets HOT and so I am enjoying this weather while it lasts! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Elf Homecoming To: Betti Avant ('69), "Associated little person reporter" ~ Lacey, WA The threatened strike by the Duck and Goose Union, Quacker's and Honker's Local No. 12, proposed in protest of Lowiq's straying from the standard use of ducks and geese for aerial/amphibious transportation and racing, was averted at the last minute. Following their transfer from the Toadyland General Hospital in Lacey, WA, two of my favorite elves are, once more, safely back in Puddle Land. Bogart and Lowiq arrived safe and somewhat sound at Burbank International Airport late this past Wednesday afternoon prior to dark thanks to..... Daylight Savings (hee hee)..... on Goose Airlines, flight #13 with Captain Gander in command. With a steady rain afallin', 'twas nearly a dark and stormy night and my old "wool windsock" hung soggy and loosely from the stick. Flight #13 was escorted by a squadron of sleek Pintail Ducks who performed a low loopty-loop announcing their return all to the tunes played by the Doo-Whacka-Doo Band and cheers and quacking of the welcoming crowd. Their flight over the Cascades had been rather bumpy due to the stormy weather but it arrived on time with the two elves hanging on for dear life, each clutching one of Cap'n Gander's webbed feet. Gander, displaying supreme piloting skills as he made a slow flight pass at a speed just above stalling and shook the two elves loose with perfect air drop precision. As Gander banked off for a water landing, the elves plummeted precisely but softly onto the huge pile of duck and goose down that the local sympathetic waterfowl population had literally plucked and donated from their own breasts. Talk about giving "the shirt off one's own back!" There was really no need for scolding the little guys as, visibly shaken, they began promising to behave immediately, before anything could be said. Yeah Right! Just give them a few days to recover and we'll see. There was no need for the wheelchair and straight jacket (for Lowiq) as we ceremoniously transported them back home aboard the down-lined "Burbank International elf and very small people mover" (my beat up old wheelbarrow) pulled backwards by Darby who was assisted by the happy cheering throng of elf and local wildlife well wishers. All I had to do was follow happily along behind. Nearing the puddle, Lowiq was already eyeing the pile of lumber and the large crate marked "Tomcat" -- well, large to him, anyway. All was well and life about the puddle was once again..... GOOD! -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where Lowkey sits shaking his head, Darby sits rolling her eyes, and I, in a weak moment, serve "Hot Goosies" all around the bonfire that dj jeff [Michael ('65)], saw on his drive-by. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) Re: Gordie Shogren ('61-RIP) Gordie Shogren was a great guy. I'm sorry to hear of his death. I hope more information is coming so I can read about his life. To: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: 1961: The class that led the curve Convoluted Conversion of Converse or The Conversion Theory "1962 - Converse develops the low cut version of its All Star, called an Oxford, which soon became the shoe of choice for pro players and started a new and relaxed west coast lifestyle statement that quickly spread eastward." So, Bruce Smith ('61) DID lead the curve when he used a knife and scissors to cut down his trusty Converse basketball sneakers. The Class of '61 may not have gone to State (first time in 10+ years), but we can PROUDLY say, "we led the curve." BTW, I just heard that Beth Pederson will be performing at the Folklife Festival in Seattle at the end of May. We oughta get a group together. -Mike Brady ('61), The Class That Led The Curve **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) To: Gary Behymer ('64) I copied the address for the "Converse file timeline". I plan on printing it out to add to my files. They only put in a very small part of the original history of the company. It was fun to see the timeline up to this point. I keep thinking that one of these days, I really need to buy a pair of "Converse" tennis shoes just to keep for future generations in the family to see. If I could find a pair of low tops, I would probably wear them now. -Carol Converse Maurer (Boomer Bomber Class of '64) ~ Eureka, California **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bruce Strand ('69) To: Chuck Smith ('69) Welcome to AZ when you get here. You will enjoy. You will also need to join us in the AZ Bomber reunions. At the last one there were three 69ers. See ya soon, -Bruce Strand ('69) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/09/06 Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff: Pete Overdahl ('60), Betti Avant ('69) Anna Durbin ('69), Mark S Culverhouse ('76) Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Tere Smyth ('65) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Cathy Weihermiller ('66) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Pete Overdahl ('60) To: Linda Reining ('64) I can't help but laugh when I read your Sign Off each time you send in your stories to the Alumni Sandstorm: "Linda Reining (Boomber Bomber class of '64)". One of the former Kiwanis Club Presidents in Kennewick who is a Port Commissioner for Benton County is Linda Boomer. The next time I see Linda Boomer I will pass on about our Richland Boomber Bombers. Even though a little different spelling from Boomber to Boomer. -Pete Overdahl ('60) ~ from the Bomber City [Sorry Petah, I checked your telco prefix (it's 628, a CLEAR CASE of West Kennewick); you don't live in "the Bomber City". --Deputy Editor Richard] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Pappy, I'm glad the "little guys" made it back safe and sound. Thanks for the update. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA, where the promised rain has come once again **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Anna Durbin ('69) To: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) Carol: Good news for you. My daughter lives in low-top Chucks. She gets them on, though they aren't cheap. Search the net. You might do better. Or Ebay. My husband is famous at the high school for wearing his dress Chucks: Purple High-Tops. -Anna Durbin ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** From: the new ALL Bomber Alumni GuestBook. From: Mark S. Culverhouse ('76) COMMENTS: Great site, can't believe it took me so long to seek it out. OK, where are all you 76ers? By the way, who's Mike Davis??? Just kidding Mike. A great day to all. Mark -Mark S. Culverhouse ('76) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) To: All Bomber Chuck Taylor wearers, Here are some Chuck Taylor's in use. Circa 1951. [Note from Deputy Editor Richard: those who click on the following link may wish to avert their gaze; the people are -- gasp! -- your parents (maybe grandparents); as I say, forewarned is forearmed.] <> -Don Sorenson (NAB = Not a Bomber) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/10/06 Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff: Viva Webster ('53), George Swan ('59), Pete Overdahl ('60) Mike Brady ('61), Betsy Fox ('63), Ray Stein ('64) Deedee Willox ('64), Linda Reining ('64), Shirley Collings ('66) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Viva Webster Metz ('53) To: Mark S Culverhouse ('76) Hey Baby Boy! This is your mother speaking. Sure glad you've discovered the "Sandstorm"! I've been enjoying it since its inception. Never miss a day. It puts us in touch with our wonderful past of growing up in Richland and keeping in touch with fellow classmates. Please stay tuned. -Viva Webster Metz ('53) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: "Tenner Shoes" Reference The recent discussion of Converse shoes reminds me of a piece of writing by one of my favorite authors. The following is pretty much straight out of "Tenner Shoes", a chapter in "They Shoot Canoes, Don't They?" written by Patrick F. McManus, the famous outdoor humor writer from the Spokane area. His wife is reacting to his balking at her effort to get him to throw away all of his old shoes: "Stop! Stop!" my wife screamed. "I give up! You can keep them! What I wish, though, is that somebody would invent a pair of shoes that could be used for everything." He writes, "Well, as a matter of fact, somebody once did. I wore them every summer when I was a kid. The shoe's inventor, I believe, was a Mr. Tenner. At least that's what we called them -- Tenner shoes." McManus describes how, in his younger years, a rich kid tried to tell him and his buddies that the shoes were not "Tenner" shoes but "Tennis" shoes. He and his friends were skeptical as they had never heard of anyone named Tennis. However, Pat suspects that Mr. Tennis might have had a son who became an English poet but he doubts that either knew anything about shoes. He describes the ultimate, all-purpose footwear as ugly, black, rubber-soled shoes with little round patches over the part that covered your anklebones. He goes on to assure his readers that Mr. Tenner designed them that way on purpose so girls wouldn't want to wear them. And, he mentions feeling sorry for the poor kid who could not afford Tenners like the other boys so he painted his feet black, complete with little round white circles over the anklebones. And that's just a sample of McManus's dissertation on the subject of growing up with "Tenner shoes", which is highly reminiscent of my younger years, as I too grew up in ankle-high "Tenners". I don't remember if they were "Converse" or "U.S. Keds". I didn't care, whatever they were, they were "the best" running, jumping, wading, hunting, fishing, hiking, and "scuffing about shoe" in the world. And, they never wore out, 'cause I just got into dad's paint in the garage and periodically reapplied them. If you have never read the writings of Pat McManus, I highly recommend him for outdoor reads that will leave you with a big smile and chuckling, thereafter. He has a long series of books to his credit. He wrote for "Field and Stream" magazine for years and now is featured in "Outdoor Life" magazine with his monthly column, "Last Laugh". A few years ago, I attended a small, up close and personal, one day seminar that he put on at Columbia Basin College. Ever since, in my attempts at outdoor humor, I use many of the ideas and techniques learned from him. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where once again, the sun shines gaily after a day of rain recharged the puddle and if you watch carefully, under the shrubbery, you can see wee people darting about in little black Tenners. Oh, the ones with little green Tenners would be visiting ... from the Emerald Isle. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Pete Overdahl ('60) To: Richard Anderson ('60), Deputy Editor, Alumni Sandstorm At it again, Richard?, Well maybe it is time to take a little class #101 in Telco Prefix as you stated in your little PS to my sign-off on the 4-9-06 issue. I stated "from the Bomber City" and you replied, [Sorry Petah, I checked your telco prefix (it's 628, a CLEAR CASE of West Kennewick); you don't live in "the Bomber City". --Deputy Editor Richard] If you are correct then I best see a good attorney as I have been paying Property Taxes in Benton Co. for the past 8 years and it states right on my statement District, Richland SD 400, City of Richland which is in the Real Property, Legal Description (Leslie Canyon Block 2 Lot 7:, Location 1406 Canyon Ave., Richland, Wa. 99352 which is a parcel of 10,454.40 ac/sq ft. And, the last time I checked, it is public information, and while you look that up you might check my Utility Statement for the City of Richland and it indicates the same address listed above for the Account Type showing I pay the city of Richland, Electricity, Water, Sewer, Refuse & Storm Water. I remain in good faith in payments of both the above mentioned STATEMENTS.... Oh yes, don't forget to check all the local Phone Books and they all state Richland for the place of address followed by the prefix of my phone # 628. There are other numbers in Richland that start with 783, 627, 375, besides the old WHitehall, and 943, 946 numbers [94-n numbers *are* WHitehall numbers --Richard]. Know Any Good Attorneys???? Yes, our family moved to Richland in 1944 and I spent 23 years in the Tri-Cities with the Washington State Patrol and I have a pretty good idea where city limits start and finish. -Pete Overdahl ('60) ~ From the Bomber City of Richland PS-- By the way, my friends call me Pete not Petah, both in the City of Richland, and all points worldwide. [May God strike me dead, I cannot resist: "You like tomato and I like tomahto ..." (Ira Gershwin) --Richard] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) <> Thanks again, Don Sorenson for the great pictures you posted in yesterday's Sandstorm. Although the gym shorts look funny compared to newer standards, they still look a lot better than the culottes the kids are wearing today. And btw, Deputy Editor Richard, I enjoy your way with words; e.g., {Note from Deputy Editor Richard: those who click on the following link may wish to avert their gaze; the people are -- gasp! -- your parents (maybe grandparents); as I say, forewarned is forearmed.} You must be (have been) a journalist or English teacher! -Mike Brady (Class of 1961: "Leading the Curve") **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betsy Fox Vance (Gold Medal Class of '63) Caregivers Support Group - Monday, April 10 A note to all regarding the Caregivers Support Group. We are still forming and certainly welcome anyone in any kind of a situation where you are in that role of caring for a parent in any way - directly or indirectly. We have had two meetings, and both have produced a lot of great sharing, ideas, wisdom and support for all. It is an absolutely wonderful group of people -- all RHS graduates. We have not settled on one day -- but, hope to within the next few weeks. We are trying to meet twice a month. Our next meeting will be this Monday, April 10 at 7pm. Please call Betsy for more information. Thank you to all of you who have written in ideas and shared similar experiences relating to this whole area. It has been very helpful. -Betsy Fox Vance (Gold Medal Class of '63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ray Stein (Col-Hi '64, Boomber Bomber) To: Richard Anderson ('60) Re: [Sorry Petah, I checked your telco prefix (it's 628, a CLEAR CASE of West Kennewick); you don't live in "the Bomber City". --Deputy Editor Richard] I can't believe you told Pete Overdahl ('60), "you don't live in 'the Bomber City'." Richard, Richard, Richard, WE ALL LIVE IN "THE" BOMBER CITY. It's located in the state of mind. If there is anyone who is "from the Bomber City", it's Pete!!! -Ray Stein (Col-Hi '64, Boomber Bomber) ~ from "the Bomber City" prefix 467 (so you don't need to look it up) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) To Deputy Editor Richard: I beg to differ. My sister, Carol, has a 628 phone number and she lives in RICHLAND, our Bomber City. -Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64), Boomber Bomber Babe in Burbank **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining(Boomer Bomber class of 64) to:Pete Overdahl(60) re:spelling of Boomber/Boomer geez, how many times have I misspelled that and nobody caught it, til now??????? must mean that 90% of us have "senior" eyesight, huh? LOL Linda Reining(Boomer Bomber class of 64)......Bakersfield, CA-- --no rain, just plenty of sunshine---the birds are chirping, trees and flowers are blooming and my hayfever is giving me "fits". **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) To: Richard Anderson ('60) Re: RETRACTION DUE Sorry Richard, but Pete Overdahl lives in RICHLAND. -Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/11/06 Dateline: Richland Hey! A note from Deputy Editor Richard: Maren will be back tomorrow. She's busily wading through three days' worth of emails and putting up Little League pix and, and, and...... There is a wondrous typo in one of today's submissions that I did not correct. Yours to find and, sorry, no prize for finding it. Finally, if you want to irritate people under, say, 45, just quote a Dylan lyric to illustrate something. Here's mine: <>. Yes, yes, I know, it's the whole song! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 Bombers sent stuff: Peggy Nelson ('55WB), Jan Bollinger ('60) Lora Homme ('60), Mike Brady ('61) George Barnett ('63), Frank Stratton ('64) Marsha Hopfinger ('67), Anna Durbin ('69) Kathie Moore ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Peggy Nelson ('55WB) Hi! This has probably been discussed hundreds of times, but I am a late comer and was wondering if anyone remembers the North Star Theater in North Richland? Also, there was a clothing store out there and a drug store. I don't remember their names, but I remember going to the drug store to get cokes and everyone wetting the tips of their straw papers and blowing the papers onto the ceiling. When I was there in North Richland in 1950 I belonged to a Girl Scout troop. One of our projects was to make a formal dress to wear to a dance and invite a boy to go to the dance with us. We made our dresses (with our mothers' help, I'm sure) and invited the boys. The night of the dance the girls were so excited they couldn't wait for the boys to show up, so they left before they got there. When the boys showed up, with corsages in hand, they were told the girls had gone ahead to the dance. The boys brought yoyos to the dance and the girls lined up on one side of the room, while the boys played with their yoyos on the other side of the room. I don't remember anyone dancing. Do any of you remember this? I was also thinking about the Teen Age dances we had in 1954 and 1955 in one of the Army Quonset huts every Friday night in North Richland. One night we found we could climb up on the sinks and go over the wall into the rest of the dark, unoccupied building where we played hide and seek. I have a picture of the group that attended those dances at that time, but am having a hard time identifying everyone. -Peggy Nelson ('55WB) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Lost In the Sixties? This is getting worrisome, all these classmates who don't seem to know where they are! Pete Overhaul ('60) claims that he lives in Richland but Richard Anderson ('60) says that Pete's all wrong, he CLEARLY lives in West Kennewick. And just last month, Lora Homme Page ('60) submitted a post that listed her location as Richland, but I've been to her house and would SWEAR that it's in Kennewick! Lora maintains that she didn't provide a location with her post (because she didn't know where she was?), so apparently one was chosen for her. This is all too confusing for people our age and I sure hope it isn't some latent disease we were all exposed to on graduation night. I'd hate to think of a whole class of Bombers just wandering around the Tri-Cities, wondering where home is! AND, are there more classmates out there like Pete, who don't even know their own name? I'm thinking this could get serious! Probably what we should do is appoint a Special Investigator. The obvious choice for that job would be Pete, given his long career in law enforcement and years of involvement with alumni activities. So, Pete, why don't you just go ahead and do a thorough investigation of where you live and what your name is, then determine where Lora lives, and see how it all jibes with Richard's records and whether he suspects that other '60s classmates are existing in a similar kind of fog. We need to nip this thing in the bud! -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ Mmmmmm ..... Spokane, I think. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Lora Homme Page ('60) Re: We poor souls who can't remember where we live or what our names are I have these little movies that run through my head upon occasion and one just did as I read the Sandstorm. I see us wandering aimlessly through the midnight mist in our green and gold Bomber sweatshirts, our arms out in front of us like the zombies in a B-grade horror movie, moaning "Whooo am I, wheeeere am I?" It's really pathetic and more than a little scary! -Lora Homme Page ('60) ~ In that other town..... **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady ('61) Re: Esteemed Deputy Editor I have to smile..... no, laugh (that Prozac must be finally kicking in)..... Deputy Editor Richard, you ARE a trouble maker! -Mike Brady (Class of 1961: ahead of the curve)* *I'm working on the right wording..... maybe our esteemed Deputy Editor can help..... on second thought...... **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George Barnett ('63) Re: Overdahl/Anderson feud OH BOY, Look Poopsi, "It's the Bickersons!" This is obviously a case of "contempt of cop" or at least mopery with intent to gawk. Pete, I know a lawyer in Las Vegas who could file a writ of "hokis Pokis" on your behalf. We former Pigs gotta protect our digs. Bye Geo. -George Barnett ('63) ~ in Tucson where the "Heat" is on. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Frank Stratton ('64) To: Anna Durbin ('69) Thank you for the lead on Converse "Chucks" tennis shoes. Just what I have been looking for. Leo Bustad's (Class of '64) wife is putting together a 60th birthday party for Buzz at the Petroleum Club in Anchorage, AK on May 6th (OMG -- the oil guys helping out the medical guys, we have no hope from this "cartel"). The theme is a 60's look and the word on the street is it may well be the social event of the season. And as a last note, please be nice with any correspondence to Leo regarding his advancing years..... remember he is a cardiologist and we may need that expertise down the road! -Frank Stratton (Boomer Bomber '64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Marsha Hopfinger Sork ('67) Notice from: Class of '67 40th Reunion Planning Committee Hello to all '67 graduates of Richland (Columbia) High School. Yesterday [Sunday, the 9th], a small group of Bomber alums met to begin planning the 40th reunion of the Blue Ribbon Class of 1967. We are in the early stages of choosing a site and getting ideas for how to bring as many Bombers as possible together for a great time. We need more ideas and more people to help. If you can set aside Saturday, May 20 2006 at 6:00pm to join the planning committee at Applebees in Kennewick we would be grateful. If you will join us, please send me an e-mail or call me at (509) 783-9353. Those of you who live in the Tri-Cities, please seriously consider helping so we can make this a great memory in 2007. If you live out of town and can come to the Tri-Cities on May 20th, please join us at Applebees in Kennewick at 6:00pm. There are plenty of ways to help from any distance. The more volunteers we have, the less time any one of us has to give to making the reunion great for all. Hope to hear from some of you soon. -Marsha Hopfinger Sork ('67) ~ New Committee Member **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Anna Durbin ('69) To Ray Stein ('64): Thank you for that thought, that we are All in "The" Bomber City, located in the state of mind. I feel that way, even though my feet are in Pennsylvania, whenever I come to the Sandstorm. Even though the house I grew up in is sold and my parents are gone, I can still see the pictures in my mind of Rattlesnake Mountain, and the Columbia River, and the Yakima River, and smell the sagebrush. Not to mention the Bomber Gyms! (oh my). You guys who are still there, enjoy the physical things for us, but we are with you in spirit. And thanks for bringing those pictures back to us again and again. -Anna Durbin ('69) ~ (nostalgic tears in eyes) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Kathie Moore Adair ('69) Re: 627/628 telephone exchanges We live in West Richland. Our back yard borders on Bombing Range Road, near the new turn-around, and have had a 627 prefix since 1992. Our next door neighbor has a 628 prefix. I believe the 627 started with Meadow Springs area, or very south Richland. Now they have 627 and 628; from our area through Meadow Springs, both prefixes are used. -Kathie Moore Adair ('69) ~ from the windy and rainy West Richland ~ Badger Mt. looks like green velvet, but probably not for long *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/12/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 Bombers sent stuff and 1 Bomber funeral notice today: Betty Hiser ('49), Betty Conner ('52) Dave Rhodes ('52WB), Stan McDonald ('53) Mike Clowes ('54), Floyd Melton ('57) Ernie Trujillo ('59), Nancy Stull ('59) Derrith Persons ('60), Jan Bollinger ('60) Bill Scott ('64), Deedee Willox ('64) David Rivers ('65), Jeff Michael ('65) Betti Avant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Monita McClellan ('58) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Aaron Holloway ('64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Joan Belliston ('66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Sherrie Smithwick ('68) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) Peggy Nelson ('55wb): The name of the department store in North Richland was Herman's (which later moved to the Uptown Richland). Don't know anything about the drug store but I did go to the movies at North Star several times. I was deleting all of the mail from those people I don't know and found one about flowers. I was brought up during the depression as most of those of my age were and the one thing that people where I lived was never to give dead flowers to a dead person. That is my little quirk. I have been criticized for this all my life. But I feel if I really liked that person I would have given them flowers while they were alive. When I worked on the Project I was always being criticized for doing this. Anyone else have this quirk? Must be my Scotch background - I will donate money to buy live flowers for the family or for the grave. Another thing that puzzles me - how do the lending outfits get by with going over the usury laws? My Bombers/Bomberettes know everything. -Betty Hiser Gulley '49er - south/government Richland - rain and sunshine. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Conner Sansom ('52) To: Peggy Nelson ('55WB) I lived in North Richland from 1948-1951. I don't remember you - but then I didn't go to John Ball. I did attend NRUP Church. (North Richland United Protestant). We had a marvelous group that lived out there at the time. And we had some really fun times. Weenie roasts, baseball team, kite flying (in what was later revealed was where there was considerable radiation released from 300 Area) (At least two of us have had thyroids removed. I was described by my Dr. as a 'typical downwinder' - but later others told me that it would be 'hard to prove' - so I quit all the paperwork that was going around. There are, apparently, thousands, that are in on the lawsuit - which won't be settled in my lifetime. I'm just grateful that it wasn't malignant and I am fine, as long as I take my daily thyroid replacement.) The drug store was "Hand's" - and they sponsored our girl's baseball team. The clothing store was "Herman's" - which later opened in Richland. There was a great grocery store - I loved to watch them grind hamburger, and slice meat. They did it where we could watch.... Not later, as I observed in an now-extinct small grocery store, where I watched them run the meat through the meat grinder, while adding pitchers of water. Later, a charge was made that formaldehyde (a type of preserver) was added to it also. I was too young to follow the Tri-City Herald's articles on that. I do know the store was soon after closed. The North Star Theater was across the street from the Greyhound Bus Station, and close to the monstrous cafeteria where the workers were fed. The big tavern (I don't know if it had a name) was between the North Star and Herman's and the Post Office. I know we paid fifty cents to get into the movies there. I don't remember any Saturday Matinees; I never went to any of those. We attended movies often, the movies being changed twice a week. When we first moved there, the theater was often full to capacity. By the time we moved, there were only a few people there at times. I remember walking home from a movie, in the snow, under the bright lights all the way, and walking under the big steam pipes that carried heat throughout the area. It was a great experience, that left lasting memories. If you go out there now, you would find no signs of the busy place of the town of North Richland. I'm sure there are photos that abound of all of it. -Betty Conner Sansom ('52) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Rhodes ('52WB) Re: North Richland Peggy Nelson ('55wb), I too lived in North Richland, but left in June of 1950. I remember the North Star Theater, the grocery store, the drug store and I do remember that there was a store called Hermans. I think it was a clothing store. I have lost a lot of memory over the years. I guess that teaching at the high school level for nearly 40 years has warped my brain. When I attended the teen club dances they were held in a women's dorm. I do remember having a lot of fun at those dances. I have recently moved back to the Tri-cities area and now live in west Kennewick. I was gone from here for a long time, but am very glad to be back home. -Dave Rhodes ('52WB) ~ It is great to be a BOMBER **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Stan McDonald ('53) Re: Recent trip to Europe Maren: I would not expect a full reprint of my journal of our recent trip to Italy (part of a 9-week stay in Europe for my wife and 1 month for me). But you could perhaps do an attachment for a brief statement directed to Wally Erickson and the class of 1953. Anyway, I'll try this... -Stan McDonald ('53) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Where do they live? Don't know if this will help much but the "official" Club 40 Roster lists Mr. Overdahl's home address as being in Richland, WA 99352. On the other hand, Ms. Page's home of record is still on the right side of the Columbia, but in Kennewick, WA 99336. Fortunately for both, there is no mention of Pasco. To: Peggy Nelson ('55 WB) The Drugstore in North Richland was "Red" Green's. It was sort of an early day Wal-Mart; complete with restaurant, cocktail lounge, soda fountain, all sorts of other things to look at and buy including clothing. It was even rumored to have a pharmacy. The North Star Theater was the "cultural" center of North Richland. After all, what else was there for a teen-ager to do except wait for the bus to the big city. -Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54) ~ not living at the present in either city, but instead in beautiful downtown Mount Angel, OR 97362 where the weather is currently showery. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Floyd Melton ('57) Re: Richland/Bomber I think this discussion of living in the Richland boundaries crazy. It has been stated by someone that "home is where you are". Richland has always been home to a real Bomber. So no matter where you are or where you live, if you are a true Bomber you are home and therefore you are in Richland. So we all live in Richland where home is and always will be as we are all Bombers.... Tony Tellier ('57) and Gus Kenney ('57) should have some philosophical comment to this. -Floyd Melton ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ernie Trujillo ('59) To: Linda Sargent Evans ('67) Re: Judy Sargent Scott ('59) Linda, you mentioned all the right words, strong, upbeat, sense of humor and optimistic. Those of us who have battled the big C can attest that she has the right approach. Please tell Judy to hang in there and that our thoughts and prayers are with her. -Ernie Trujillo ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nancy Stull Knutson ('59) About not knowing where you are. Dont you remember the stories about people wandering into the wrong house because they all looked alike? And South South Richland very well could be West West Kennewick. Theres no mistaking Pasco, though. Its across The River and has changed considerably but its still a foreign country. I know where CBC is, the airport and Unemployment (which has since moved to Kennewick), but thats about all. Richland remains my favorite. -Nancy Stull Jewell Knutson (59, The last class of the Fabulous Fifties) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Derrith Persons Dean ('60) We do have fun!! My church is putting on a play and there are only two nights left!! Tuesday and Wednesday. The play starts at 7pm "Eternity" - A dramatic production about Life After Death the Ultimate Experience. . . Admission: FREE Yes! there are Bombers in the play!!! Desert Streams Bible Church, 2505 Duportail St., Richland, WA Come and enjoy! Come early for a good seat!! Bombers have fun!! -Derrith Persons Dean ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: "Wondrous Typo" To: Pete Overdahl ('60) I'm pretty sure you (and our deputy editor) recognized the misspelling of your last name in my post yesterday as one committed by Spell Check. It's an unlikely keystroke error and your name has been familiar to me for many, many years. I do want to apologize for failing to rein in the sneaky Spell Check. Sorry! I don't know how the error qualified as "wondrous," but at least it titillated the deputy editor. -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ Spokane, which seems more like rainy Seattle, lately. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bill Scott ('64) I am sorry to report the passing of my mother, Mardelle, on Monday, at age 88. Mom came to the Tri-Cities in 1945 as the new bride of a new Hanford worker, my father, Harold Scott. When she stepped off the train in Pasco for the first time, she took one look at the desert and told him, "I'll stay six months; find another job." Like so many, she never left, remaining in the Tri-Cities the rest of her life. She was a Cub Scout den mother, member of CUP Church, and administrative secretary for Vitro Engineers Hanford for 12 years. She leaves three children, five grandchildren, and one great-grandchild. There will be a memorial service in her honor Friday at 2 p.m. at Einan's Funeral Home in Richland. -Bill Scott (Boomer Bomber Class of '64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64) Poor Pete Overdahl ('60). First his first name is changed to Petah; now his last name is changed to Overhaul?! To: Linda Reining (Boomer Bomber class of 64) I thought you spelled it that way on purpose. I like it like that. -Deedee Willox Loiseau ('64), Boomber Bomber Babe in Burbank **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Dylan ain't Dylan no more Ok... Richard's comment hit a nerve... I wasn't gonna say anything about this and then he quoted Like Tom Thumb's Blues and now I can't hold it back any more... When I WAS gonna say something it was gonna start out like this: "Once upon a time I dressed so fine I threw the bum a dime in my prime and the only person I could play my Dylan records around was Alan Multhrop ('64) ........)........... that's what I was gonna start with but now I just wanna know... When did Dylan become a reggae "pop star"? I'm sorry... but when I go to a concert... I go because I like the artist and the songs that made me like him... done at least closely to the way he DID them... If Bobby Fuller was still alive I would want him to do "I Fought the Law" the way he did it then not with a new melody all moderned up... If Buddy was alive I'd wanna hear him do "That'll Be the Day" the way he did it in the day! I have been to three concerts I hated. The first was in '69 or '70... I went to see Stephen Stills... He got up and said flat out "If you came to hear my hits... yer outa luck because I'm gonna sing what I like"... It sucked... apparently he and I don't have the same taste in music... The first concert I ever walked out on was Hank, Jr. when he was so drunk he couldn't find his A_ _ with both hands... until then I never walked out and I haven't since... But then Dylan showed up in some kinda Flamingo outfit playing a funky key board with a Lounge band playing so loud they drowned him out... which was a good thing because he had changed the "melody" to every song he did... he tooted on his harmonica a couple of times with no tune or sequence to it at all... just a toot like some guy with a New Year's Eve noise maker... all the time people were yelling "Go Bob" "You're still the man"... HUH? Did I miss something? If I wanted to go see some young group called Rocky and the Squirrels I'd go see them... but if I wanna see Dylan I wanna see Dylan... I kept hoping it would get better... It didn't... I left before the encore... Glad I got that off my chest! -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Hey there Bombers and Bomberettes... I swear, I am not confused in the least! My Prozac is working (Thank God) and my feet are currently in Pine Top, AZ. But at moments like this, when I'm in the Sandstorm, I am totally a Bomber! (Ray Stein ('64), right again!) When I first returned to the Tri-Cities, nearly three years ago, I lived in Meadow Springs. I just cringed when I tried to come to grips with this being Richland. Just didn't work. For a short time, I lived out by Hanford High. Now that was Richland, although a bit north, but certainly not North Richland as I remember it. But there was Rattlesnake Mountain and the cloud of something white rising from the "plant". Now, though still a Bomber, my home is near the banks of my beloved Columbia River. It's legally, geographically, postally and telephonicly in Pasco, Franklin County, WA, USA, Earth. My phone prefix is "544", but you'll more easily reach the Bomber in me (the REAL me) by calling an "888" number. No cost to you anywhere in the USA. If you called the number buried under the "888", it would be a "619" number, and if we are both in the Tri-Cities, it seems kinda silly for you to pay for long distance. So... As for Richard, sometimes we just never can imagine the can of worms we will kick over while in the simple process of putting our foot in our mouth. -dj jeff Michael ('65) a Boomer Bomber in Zonie-land. Went horseback riding in the hills yesterday looking at early cartoon characters emblazoned on smooth rock faces. Was this the earliest known case of "tagging" in North America? S'posed to get near 100 by the end of the week. Guess I'll head back the cooler climes of San Diego. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Richard-I believe I found the typo you mentioned. Under Jan Bollinger Persons' entry it said "Pete Overhaul". Is this what you meant? Bomber cheers, -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA, home of the "Lacey Pond Frog Races" **************************************************************** **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice scanned from the Seattle Times by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) >>Gordon Shogren ('61) ~ 3/22/43 - 3/30/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/13/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Hiser ('49), Gloria Adams ('54) Laura Dean Kirby ('55), Gus Keeney ('57) Tony Tellier ('57), Gloria Falls ('58) George Swan ('59), Richard Anderson ('60) Denny Johnson ('62WB), Gary Behymer ('64) Linda Reining ('64), David Rivers ('65) Gary Turner ('71) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49) North Richland: I had a lot of friends who were married to soldiers in the US Army. My girl friend, Peggy, was going to give me a permanent at Lou's and she had washed my hair but we got notice that Lou's husband had been taken to the Army hospital for emergency surgery. We hopped in Peggy's car and took Lou to the hospital and we went into a beer joint - tavern (I thought it was Red and Green's). Since I looked like a mess the bartender told me if I could give him 3 proofs of birth that I was over 21 he would give my friend and I a free drink. I had my Hanford pass, my driver's license and my Civil Air Patrol pass. I was 24 and she had just turned 21. First time I was given a free drink that wasn't from some fellow trying to get on the good side of me!!! Did anyone live in the precuts when they were new? I currently live in one and was wondering what type of storage was in the original bathrooms? -Betty Hiser Gulley '49er - south/government Richland - weather so so. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Betty -- Probably depends on if you're talking about a 2 bedroom "U" house (Precut) or a 3 bedroom "V" house (Precut) Maybe you can tell from clicking on the floor plan of each. -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) Re: The old Community Center I'm not sure if someone has already mentioned this, but for anyone who would like a keepsake of the old community center your last chance may be this coming week-end. A man and his sons have all the wood that was taken down and made trellis' out of the wood. They did a nice job, painted them white and they're selling them for $10.00 each. They're hoping to sell the last of them. They will have them in the yard at the corner of Lee and Thayer, across from Carmichael. We bought one today as we have many, many good memories, including the fact that's where Clarence ('51) and I first met. -Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Laura Dean Kirby Armstrong ('55) To: Peggy Nelson ('55) Peggy, I remember you of course, and we may have been in the same Girl Scout Troop in North Richland. I went to John Ball in 1948-'50. I believe the drug store was "The Green Hut", although that may have been only the restaurant area. Yes, the clothing store was Hermans and I think the grocery store was Dietrichs. Bleilers had the service station. My first date ever was at the North Star theater with Larry Wiggs. I too live in Richland and have a 628 phone prefix. It feels like Kennewick, being only a few blocks North of Pete Overdahl. I have always been a Richland Bomber, even when I was living in Illinois for a couple of years. I agree with David Rivers ('65) about hearing people in concert. We pay the money to hear the hits! Last night's American Idols didn't do "Queen" any favors! -Laura Dean Kirby Armstrong ('55) ~ from the far edge of Richland. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gus Keeney ('57) Re: Home is where I hang my Hat To: Floyd Melton ('57) I will always be a Bomber at heart. Since I spent 33 Great years in St Helens, OR, and am Living in Yuma, AZ at this point, I return regularly to "The Windy City" for my "Bomber Fix"!!! I should be there by late June for this year's "Fix". I hope to travel more around the NW this year and see a lot of folks that I have missed since Sue got sick. Em is great about getting me out and around again. So, I guess home is where I hang my Hat!!!! -Gus Keeney ('57) ~ In Yuma where it is supposed to reach the high 80s or low 90s by late this week!! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tony Tellier ('57) Is "Petah" Overdahl ('60) living out by the Highland Ranch Market? Or The Flume? Or the "Buck Private" at the "Y"? Or "The Mad Turk"? Or "Wild Bill's": "No Meal is a Meal Without Spuds"? In any event, he must be closer to Bunch-Finnegan's than the "Drift Inn" so that makes him Richwickian. Mentally, always a "Bomber". Anthony Tellier Wordsmith -Tony Tellier ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gloria Falls Evans ('58) I lived in North Richland from '48 to '59. What a treat to have lived in that community. I remember the stores, the movie and the area. We had little trailers and big wash houses. We rode the bus to school and had a great driver. I have lived in St. Louis, Seattle and Moses Lake and now in Spokane. My son still lives in Richland where the Rattlesnake Mountain was. There is a big housing development there now. We visit often to see the family living there. He is the CEO of Lemaster and Daniels accounting firm and also owns the Tri-City Americans hockey team. -Gloria Lee Falls Loman Evans (Bomber '58) ~ Spokane - Like Jan said, it is rainy but sort of warm now **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: dj jeff Michael ('65) Re: Foot in mouth disease " ... sometimes we just never can imagine the can of worms we will kick over while in the simple process of putting our foot in our mouth." We're still chuckling over that one. I sit here this morning, slowly emptying my rather large "cupa" extra dark "day starter" with my diminutive friend and mentor, Meditor, on my shoulder, who takes his, with both hands, from a uniquely shaped thimble. Normally, residing in meditation, within a tiny hidden hermit hut, 'neath the lee of a large rock, not far from the puddle, in a location known to but few of his confidants -- Meditor, an ancient elf "Master," often comes to me, in my times of puzzlement and quandary. Of diverse background, yet somewhat reminiscent of another "Mastah" who often referred to his pupil as, "Grasshoppah," Meditor, counsels me. He speaks ... "Payshuns catapeerah, da inch worm is srow but da reaves ah payshun ... foh you shaa see, "A foorah and hees credaberaty ah soon potted..." (Rong sirence.) -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Student of Meditor, the tiny ancient one ~ Burbank, WA where we are now contemplating, "Was Bob Dylan ... confused?" Leaving for a few days of turkey hunting and further contemplation. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Richard Anderson ('60) (Sandstorm Deputy Editor) Re: Richland I added my comment about Pete Overdahl's ('60) not living in "Richland" -- he lives across the river in West Kennewick / West Richland, whatever you want to call it -- on purpose. There is a world of difference between a community of actual people and a "community" defined by some bureaucrats drawing lines on a map. Stein (Ray ('64)) knows that and pointed it out immediately. To dj jeff (Jeff Michael ('65)): I'm afraid that I put my foot in my mouth entirely on purpose and hoped that there would be worms in the can when I knocked it over..... and hoped that people would care. And now to worse news (and I'll end with one of those ever-irritating Dylan quotes), the following appeared in the Wednesday, April 12, 2006 issue of the Tri-City Herald: RICHLAND SCHOOL BOARD DEBATES BUILDING NAMES Richland School Board members aren't sure if they want to start naming parts of existing buildings in memory of former Richland teachers or coaches. "We might get ourselves in a position that will offend folks and that's not our intent," said Jim Peterson, board member. The board discussed the issue because several people in the community approached the board about naming the new Falcon gym at Hanford High School after former teachers and coaches Fred Strankman or Jim Murphy. The board's current policy indicates that new or existing facilities should be named after persons who have made great contributions locally or nationally, but it does not specify if facilities refer to an entire building, or parts of a building. "When people change the names of things, like Toyota arena, it throws me," said Rick Janson, board president. Ever-irritating Dylan quote for RSD Board members (why what you are contemplating is A VERY BAD IDEA): "Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?" --Bob Dylan Bomber cheers, Richard Anderson ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB) Re: typos Not sure to what the editor is referring, but beside the obvious mispelling of "hocus pocus" in reference to the esteemed Las Vegas attorney, the only other major gaffe I found was "...they left before they got there." Has to be a serious problem for the space/time continuum. Rereading the statement, one can sort out what was meant, but nonetheless, taken on its own - there is some confusion. "lenticular obfuscation predominates" from the consistent-weather capital of the world (my world, anyway).. =Denny ('62WB) Johnson **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Watch out...Rivers ('65) has gone 'nonsensical'' This is for you Dave. 'Brother Can You Spare a Dime' "Say, don't you remember they called me Al, It was Al all the time. Why don't you remember, I'm your pal -- Say, buddy, can you spare a dime?" Call me Gary 'Al Mota' Behymer The 'Al Mota' photo page (;-) -Gary Behymer ('64)...within 2 blocks of the Top Notch (;-) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining ('64) to:David Rivers('65) re:performers who don't sing "their" songs I agree with you all the way---first time I paid money to see an act in Las Vegas, we went to see Bobby Vinton('1977, I think)--can't remember the name of the casino that he was appearing in, but Milton Berle was also on the "bill". I was so disappointed---first, Milton Berle came out and told jokes and had THE filthiest mouth I had ever heard!!!!!! I grew up watching "Uncle Miltie" on TV(think it was Friday nights)and my face was red as a beet with the words coming out his mouth!!!(years later I learned he is Howard Stern's uncle, so explains a lot)! then, was further disappointed when Bobby Vinton came out on stage and sang nothing but show tunes from Broadway!!!! I had expected to hear him sing, "Blue Velvet", "Blue on Blue" and his other songs! was VERY disappointed that I had spent $80 to have my ears assaulted with filth AND songs that I had no interest in listening to!!!!!!!! BUT, my money was well-spent a few years later when we saw Captain and Tenille in 'Vegas and they sang ALL of their hits! had taken my two daughters, who were 12 and 8 at the time, we slipped the usher $20 and he sat us right down front---we were so close that when Toni Tenille sang, "Muskrat Love", my daughters reached out and touched her hand. now, that was worth the money!!!!!!! *grin* sad to say, I haven't been to an act in 'Vegas since then. I did see Johnny Cash perform in Anaheim(a GREAT show)and also saw Ricky Van Shelton perform in Bakersfield, but won't pay for an act in 'Vegas anymore---content to spend my money on the slots. *grin* -Linda Reining(Boomber Bomber class of 64).....Bakersfield, CA .........we are due another storm Thursday and Friday and more next week. haven't gotten any of the flooding that the rest of Northern and Central CA have gotten....Governor Schwartzenegger has declared 7 counties as States of Emergency---Fresno County is one of them, about 80 miles North of here. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: spell check Spell check shore do change the meaning of things don't it! I said in my message yesterday that Dylan showed up in a Flamenco outfit... after the editor... whom I love dearly, hit spell check... it came out that he showed up in a Flamingo outfit... while he did act a turkey on stage... he wasn't dressed in pink. -David Rivers ('65) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [David--Guilty as charged... Bomber apologies. -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gary Turner ('71) Anyone who was in the music program at either Carmichael or RHS during the late '60s will remember Armand Boatman as a brilliant musician and an inspiring educator with a passion for all things musical. During a Spring Training road trip to Scottsdale a couple of weeks ago, I was fortunate enough to catch Mr. Boatman's Phoenix Jazz Quartet at a local coffee house/wine bar. Spent the evening listening to some great music (go to and search for Phoenix Jazz Quartet for the latest CD) and reminiscing. Mr. Boatman has great memories of his days in Richland and brought up a lot of names of band members that he still remembers 40 years later... for better or worse! We had a great three hours of music and "Whatever happened to...?" Anyway, he asked me to pass his email address along to any former students... he would like to hear from anyone who wants to get in touch with him. Rather than post it I would ask you to contact me directly and I will pass it along. -Gary Turner ('71) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/14/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Missy Keeney ('59), Patti Jones ('60) Mike Brady ('61), Roy Ballard ('63) Gary Behymer ('64), Betti Avant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Dave Brusie ('51) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Robin Corley ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Missy Keeney ('59) To: David Rivers ('65) I KNEW you meant "flamenco" and NOT "flamingo!" I have just returned from Knoxville, TN and a pink flamingo themed 90th Birthday party for my favorite Aunt Barbara. I don't care if I never see another pink flamingo as long as I live! To: Gus Keeney ('57) I can't wait to have you and "Em" back in Bomberville! Love you lots! -Missy Keeney ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: All Bomber luncheon Richland Last Saturday was the all Bomber luncheon Richland. Finally got the table arrangement set up in away that conversations were going every which way. For those who give luncheons U shape worked the best ever. No chairs in the middle. Also will probably have a photographer next month so pictures will follow in the Sandstorm. The following were in attendance: Marie Ruppert Hartman ('63) and her brother, Gene Ruppert ('65), Cathy Geier ('66), Fred Klute ('58), Glen Rose ('58) and spouse Carol, Mary Judd Hinz ('60), Betty Bell Norton ('51), Millie Bohlke ('56). Barbara Isakson Rau ('58) and myself. Gene Ruppert has recently moved here from Western WA. So much chatter going on I didn't ever get certain subjects to report about. *grin* Doing too much talking myself! Re: Pete Overdahl ('69) and where he lives. Misspelled name. Pete's zip code is the same as mine. West Richland is 99353. The various entries in the Sandstorm about their experience as a Bomber say so much. I found myself visiting Bomberville every year wishing I was here. I left for California in 1962. About the age of 36 finally decided I would always be a Bomber and it was time to move on with my life knowing in my heart no one could change that no matter where I lived. Never thought I would go five years one time without returning here. When I would speak of being a Bomber, others did not understand no matter how I explained the situation. I did notice the misspelled name of Pete but thought it was a typo. David Rivers ('65) (Big Moose) Sandstorm entry a couple of days ago, Allen Moulthrop ('64) was misspelled. This time not really knowing Allen I thought it was me. Because of marriage his children are cousins. Probably why I noticed at all. Went into his class to find the true spelling. Wondered how many times I looked at misspellings of names and didn't know it or I misspelled. Spell check doesn't hit everything!!! To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Do me a favor if you can. Control the elves for a couple of more days. They think it is fun when I am outside cleaning the pond to try to knock me in. I'm sure they would fish me out but the pond water is just reaching 55. Fish are surfacing to eat finally after a long winter. The elves will be welcome to join my Faeries (see, famous Washington artist who is from Browns Point where I lived) for feeding the Koi fish in a couple of days. The Elves and the Faeries can be so funny. They love to slide down the water fall on their fannies. Hey Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) is your pond done yet? Let me know if you need some help? Happy Easter Bombers, spouses and families where ever you are! Until next time. Always a Bomber and having fun as a Bomber -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) West Richland, WA ~ Temperature doesn't quite know where it wants to be. Hoping the weathermen are wrong for Easter Sunday after putting in a new patio deck. Weather supposed to be around 60 degrees. I think the cloudiness of Western WA has followed me. Ready for 75 and above temperatures. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Re: Fred Strankman Gymnasium That's crazy... In my mind it's more appropriate to name a school/ facility after a beloved teacher and coach than someone I can't relate to, i.e. Pierce Elementary School or Grant High School. Now I don't mean to offend any of you Pierce or Grant lovers... whoever (whomever) they are/were... help me out you English teachers. Now, that Sacajawea, she was quite a women! {}_{} (='.'=) Happy Easter! (")_(") -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Roy Ballard ('63) Richard, We went through the process a lot of years ago and had the "BOMBER BOWL" changed to Fran Rish Stadium and I also believe that the big gym was also named "Dawald Gym", but one never knows what the school board in their infinite wisdom will do about anything. The majority does not make a difference. -Roy Ballard ('63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gary Behymer ('64) Re: Hanford veterans during World War II... I received the following letter this morning that 'should' be of interest to many of you/us! Would someone or a group of you still 'living' in the Tri-City area please consider taking this project on?! ***** Dear Gary: The Atomic Heritage Foundation has taken over the website of the Manhattan Project Heritage Preservation Association Inc. (MPHPA) following the death of MPHPA executive director Michael Vickio. We are currently updating and revising the website to make it easier to navigate and include additional Manhattan Project information. As you will notice from the site, there is a lack of information about Hanford veterans. We would love to have more information about Hanford veterans to include in the Veterans Archive section and more information about life at Hanford during the Manhattan Project in general. We would greatly appreciate it if you could assist us in contacting Hanford area children of the Manhattan Project. It would be great if you could, as you say, "draw out" this community by placing a notice on the alumni website of mentioning it directly to those you know in the organization. Manhattan Project veteran family members could easily go to the website and follow the steps to "submit a veteran." We would especially like to include personal anecdotes about life and work at Hanford during the war years. The Atomic Heritage Foundation is also seeking funding to do oral histories of Hanford Manhattan Project veterans. We are planning a trip out to the tri-cities this summer to do so. Again, you might mention this to the alumni organization so that we may begin to compile a list of those we might potentially interview. Thanks for your offer of help! Rebecca Lord Program Manager, Atomic Heritage Foundation Phone: (202) 293-0045 Fax: (202) 293-0699 ****** -Gary Behymer ('64)...somewhere near the Top Notch in downtown Colfax, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: Washington quarter link Here is a link if any of you out there want to vote for Washington's state quarter. Governor Chris has the final say but I imagine she will take how the people vote into consideration. They had a big flap over this last week as too many votes were cast in too short of a time. They were able to weed them out while shutting down the site for a bit, but it is up and going once again. In fact when I went in to print the pictures for a friend, I got a message thanking me, but I had already voted. When I lived in Kansas the vote was given to the school kids. Bomber cheers, -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/15/06 Dateline: Richland ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 Bombers and 1 Bomber Historian sent stuff: Betty McElhaney ('57), Jan Bollinger ('60) Dennis Hammer ('64), Anna Durbin ('69) Don Sorenson (Bomber Historian) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Sandy Carpenter ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth ('57) I just read this recently and thought it was interesting. Do not try a spell checker on it. See how fast you can read it. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulacity uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? -Betty McElhaney Hudspeth ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) To: Betty Avant ('69) Re: New Washington State Quarter Thanks for the link to vote on the proposed designs for the Washington State quarter: <> I heard about the voting flap on the news last week and got a glimpse of the three designs. Apparently all of the "illegal" computer-generated votes were for the Indian-styled whale design. Personally, I don't think it's a very apt representation of the Native Americans of this state, and it looks to me like an angry whale wearing dentures. There's something "toothy" about the tail fin, too. No doubt someone will explain to me that I simply lack understanding and appreciation for art of that genre -- and they'll be right, of course. To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) You asked if my pond is done yet? Well, no..... but when did my ambitions grow to having a pond? All I ever asked for was a low- maintenance puddle..... and all I've got to date is the same old stump. I may have to get the Puddle Pals over here to stage a demonstration! -Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) ~ Spokane, where the Easter Bunny has his scouts out; we see those little cottontails in the yard every day now. Guess I won't bother to plant any lettuce this year. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dennis Hammer ('64) To: Betti Avant ('69), et. al. Re: State Quarter designs Here is a link that shows all of the state quarter designs: <> You can click on the state name at the bottom of each quarter to the US Mint page and read information about that state quarter, or click at the top of the quarter and see some of the earlier designs that were not chosen. -Dennis Hammer ('64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Anna Durbin ('69) Happy Birthday to my classmate, Robin Corley ('69)! I'll have to dig up your email and send it personally, since I don't see you on Sandstorm. But thanks for the reminder. -Anna Durbin ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Don Sorenson (Bomber Historian) A set of eleven pictures from North Star Theater in 1951-52: <> -Don Sorenson (Bomber Historian) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/16/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Ely ('47), Dave Brusie ('51) Lenora Hughes ('55), Lois Weyerts ('56) Patti Jones ('60), Larry Mattingly ('60) Janet Tyler ('61), Mike Brady ('61) Donna Fredette ('65), Peg Wellman ('66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ken Ely ('49) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Tony Sharpe ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Greg Jochen ('76) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Ely King ('47) Re: My brother's 75th Birthday My brother, Ken Ely ('49), will be 75 today. Happy Birthday and enjoy the Sacramento Jazz Festival. Your sister, Betty -Betty Ely King ('47) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Brusie ('51) To: Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) Gloria, My Mother was the baker at the Rec Hall for many years. Before that at the old Hanford Camp at the Bluffs she cooked at one of the mess halls. -Dave Brusie ('51) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) Re: Paul Carver ('55) I am sad to report that the class of '55"has lost another member. Paul Carver passed away on the 13th of April here in Las Vegas, NV. He is survived by his wife, Neva, and his son, Chris in Colorado Spgs, CO. I know many of you will remember him. He was a fine gentleman and will be missed by those who loved him. May he rest in peace. No services have been announced. I spoke with his wife, Neva, earlier and she is doing okay--as best she can. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. If anyone would like to send her a card please contact me and I will send her address. She doesn't do the computer "thing". -Lenora Hughes Bejarano ('55) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Lois Weyerts Harrold ('56) Re: Death of Ray Juricich I got a call from my daughter, Julie, this morning saying that Ray Juricich died this morning. Her husband's dad, Carl Cox, married Ray's daughter, Mary. Ray had fallen about a week ago and broke the femur bone in his leg. After surgery he didn't bounce back like they had hoped. Tuesday he was released from the hospital to a nursing home. We aren't sure when the funeral will be (possibly Wednesday). We have lost two important coaches this year. My husband, Larry ('56), and I saw Ray Juricich a few months ago when Julie and her kids came for a short visit. He was doing great then and he and Larry had a fun time visiting about old times at Col Hi. He was 93 or 94 so he had lived a good long life and did not have to suffer a debilitating illness. -Lois Weyerts Harrold ('56) ~ in rainy Richland where there is a promise of sunny days coming in the middle of the week--finally! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Re: All Bomber Luncheon - Richland To: Pat Doriss Trimble ('65) My apologies to Pat that I forgot to list her for being at the All Bomber Luncheon in April. She was there with her radiant smile. Guess I need to be better about the sign in sheet. To: Jan Bollinger Persons ('60) Re: Puddle or pond Ponds run in all sizes. Puddles to quite a few feet. There are many ways to take care of a stump. Did get you wanted a puddle. The following is what can be done with a stump: No puddle with these stumps but would be easy to add a puddle. When you want a demonstration let us know. Looks like vegetables come first?? Happy Easter Bombers have Fun -Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) - West Richland, WA ~ Patio poured but weather still not conducive to outdoors yet. Guess the group for Easter will enjoy mostly being inside. Can't complain about the rain after all the rain along the west coast. In fact really enjoying what rain we are getting. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: N Star Theater Got back from my trip to Berlin last Monday and am finally back to normal sleep and other aspects of life. There were 330 pyro types from 33 countries at the Symposium. I did get out a couple of days for some exploring. Visited several museums. Also got out to the German WW2 high command bunker 6 stories underground near the town of Zossen. Had a great dinner one evening with pyro friends from 5 different countries, on a canal boat cruising the canals of Berlin. In Germany they sell a Coke product called Coke Lite.... yiuk, flat, and terrible. Bottled water was 2-3 euros and full of additives. So we all drank the very good beer. I like a straight pilsner, but there were always 3-5 varieties. It is inexpensive and readily available everywhere, including Mickey D's as a McBier. We are now totally sold out of all production capacity in 06 for the new firing system we invented. It works, and works well, but I am still a bit nervous until we actually deliver the first units to average users in the field in May. Thanks to Don Sorenson (Bomber Historian) for the pictures of the N Star theater. I was only in the building once for a movie I don't remember. But it is part of the rich history of early in Richland. I do remember watching it being torn down and wondering how many memories of some folks were attached to it. How many can remember some daring kissing in the back row of some theater? Thanks to one of you alumni for publishing the site for the new Washington quarter or I might have missed the whole thing with my very busy week. I voted for the one with the apples on it as I thought it best represented Washington State. I do a lot of business with many of the various tribes and have made a lot of Native American friends. But I felt there was more to WA State then fish. To: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth ('57) Thanks for the reading test. You are right that it can be read very rapidly if you don't try to mentally correct the spelling errors. I have always been an avid reader. By the time I got out of Mrs. Manor's first grade class at Lewis and Clark I had read all of the 3rd grade readers, and I was only there for half of that school year. The first half was at Jefferson with Mrs. Pitts. Too bad the rest of my grades were not as high as Reading. I usually read at least one book a week on a wide variety of subjects. "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ From home, South of Tacoma where after a warm, dry week it is raining and too wet for yard work. Oh well lots of house work catch-up to do. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Janet Tyler ('61) Happy Birthday one day late to Sandy Carpenter ('61). Where are you living now? I'm in Pasco. Write me when you can. -Janet Tyler ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Re: State Quarter designs To: Dennis Hammer ('64) Thanks for drawing my attention to the state quarter designs in yesterday's edition of the Sandstorm. My wife and I enjoyed checking out the site. All the designs are nice, but I especially liked Nebraska's design. It reminded me of a story Mrs. Mead or Mrs. Brazena (sp?) read to us about the Oregon Trail when I was in the 3rd or 4th grade at Sacajawea. -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") P.S. Thank you Sandstorm editors and contributors...I learn something new every day! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Donna Fredette ('65) To: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth ('57) Wow! That is really neat! I can't believe how fast you can read it too! Happy Easter to all Bombers and their families all over the world. God Bless You all! Bomber Cheers! -Donna Fredette ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Peg Wellman Johnson ('66) Re: 4/14/06 entry: "Did anyone live in the precuts when they were new? I currently live in one and was wondering what type of storage was in the original bathrooms?" My folks were the first inhabitants of a 2-bedroom precut on Sanford and it was always home to me. The only bathroom storage I recall was a metal white medicine chest with clear glass shelves above the sink. It had a slit in the back for used razor blades but no container to hold them when they were disposed. So when one climbed under the house to fix something, there were razor blades on the ground along with the black widow spiders. -Peg Wellman Johnson ('66) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/17/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Jack Lowrey ('49), Gloria Adams ('54) Tom Tracy ('55), Rosalie Geiger ('57) Bonnie Allen ('59), Larry Mattingly ('60) Jeff Michael ('65), Patty de la Bretonne ('65) Betti Avant ('69), Cole Kids ('52, '55, '63, and '66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Keith Maupin ('47) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mary Jones ('56) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Bob Thomas ('64WB) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jim Vach ('64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mary Jane Smith ('70) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Tim Jochen ('73) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Twins: "Jumbo" & "Wig" Davis ('82) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jack Lowrey ('49) To: Ken Ely ('49) Happy birthday, ole Buddy. Have a nice Easter and many more BDs. -Jack Lowrey ('49) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) To: David Brusie ('51) Remember the old Mart, where they fed all the construction workers? That's where my Mother made her living, making salads. They fed 5000 a day so imagine how many salads she made!!! Sounds like we both had good cooks for Moms. -Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [ -- The Mart -- Hanford Construction Camp statistics (many stats on food consumption) -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tom Tracy ('55) Ray Juricich - Remembering the good things about a favorite teacher, coach, driver training expert par excellente'. I extend my best thoughts to his family. He will be missed. Every time I drive down a residential street, I think about Ray Juricich who reminded us..."Always look ahead underneath parked cars... to see if there is a tiny pair of feet or a set of tricycle wheels... ready to run out in front of you." "Nobody has beaten these guys yet... It might as well be us who does it". RHS vs Lincoln Ray Juricich gave passengers a break... He taught us to ease off the brake just as the car stopped and before it 'rocked back'... many techniques that helped us all become better drivers, athletes and students... with skills and reminders to last a lifetime. Coach Juricich would often sneak away from his track team practice to slip up by the edge of the track as Calvin Welsch's Cross Country team was on its finishing lap and scream as only Ray could... ALL RIGHT... LET'S ROLL!!! It made a difference. Ray Juricich made a difference. I really respected that man. Same for Rish, Dawald and Welsh. I recall sitting in the back seat during one of his driving training sessions. "There's a COP!!!" Ray screamed while a young girl was taking her first time behind the wheel. I'm sure he never did that again. It was an era before seat belts. Directional lights were optional. Whitewall tires were a must and brakes on our Driver Training Car were in excellent condition. She reacted perfectly, braked hard, leaving hot streaks of molten rubber on the pavement... and those of us in the back seat piled onto the floor. "You have quick reflexes" he remarked as he pulled himself off the dash board and said, "I deserved that". We never mentioned it again, but were always thinking... "easy on the brake" if he screams about a cop. Juricich's search for perfection was displayed during a '65-'66 JV game against Toppenish. I was visiting to watch Steve Sandlin (whom I was recruiting)... and noticed Ray's JV team shooting layups... absolutely perfect in warm-ups, just like the varsity. No shot touched anything except the back board and the bottom of the net. Flawless. I can almost hear him in practice telling them... "Hey, nobody's guarding you. You should at least be able to make a perfect layup". "We can't get you any closer to the rim and back board than that"! "Make it a perfect shot!" They were smooth, confident and unmatched in experience and talent. Ray always wanted players, drivers, students to perform with a measure of perfection. He was a true professional. When I'm driving or shooting layups, I always remember Ray Juricich. (I think Steve Sandlin... with Denny Duncan, Phil Neill, Panther, Grinnell, Manolopolous, Palmer, Henniger, Nikola, Albaugh, Fortune, Sonderland, Anderson, McClellan, Crownover; A real shooting team, beat Toppenish 90 - 55. The JVs easily won theirs.) So many great teams, so many miles on the road... a lot of good memories still make a difference. Thanks to Ray Juricich. I've never seen a team shoot layups with such perfection before or since... except the Globtrotters in 1948. Oh yes. We captured Steve Sandlin and he was a spectacular college player. I'll never miss Ray... because he's always driving with me... reminding me... in his inescapable classic ways... as a good advisor. "Look for the little feet... easy on the brake when you come to a stop sign... With good Bomber thoughts and prayers of thanks for Ray Juricich's family as they celebrate a life well spent... from -Tom Tracy ('55) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Rosalie Geiger Hughes ('57) Does anyone know someone who may have recollections about women working on the Project and living in the fenced barracks with a guard, and visitors sign-in/sign-out, during Hanford construction days? This is for a research project so feel free to e-mail me directly. -Rosalie Geiger Hughes ('57) ~ Boise , ID **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bonnie Allen ('59) Re: Elf Activities on Easter To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) I'm anxiously anticipating an account of the Easter Egg Hunt for the Elves. -Bonnie Allen ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Ponds and little people Like many I have been amused reading about the sightings and antics of little people. Now I find myself with the possibility of being involved. I have the makings of a rather nice glen near the back of my half acre. Made up of 4 Doug Fir and 2 very nice holly trees it is nearly private and will be so when I get the rest of the plantings in. For 2 years now I have had a pump and filter system setting in the garden storage along with a heavy liner for a pond of 110 to 120 sq. ft. And setting on my front porch is a 2 foot high "Brussels Boy". For those not familiar with this term, he is cherub-like, naked, and ummm, shall we say "well endowed" by well-placed piece of copper pipe. He will be the outlet for the pump. This year I have vowed to at least get the pond dug and plumbed with water running in it. Now since we know the little folks of this world have a mysterious way of knowing where friendly ponds and puddles are, I suspect there may be visitors from time to time. It is rumored that these communications skills were developed from knowledge gleaned from both the Leprechauns of Ireland and the Minihuni of Hawaii. Despite it's source, the water spray will likely serve as a nice shower for dusty travelers. At some point I do intend to have several kinds of water plants and some fish and a there will be a deep end for winter hibernation. There are 2 huge rotwiellers in the yard next door but they can be easily seen and travelers should be able to avoid getting into the wrong yard. The house across the street has a large open pond and is served by Mallard Air. From my front porch I can see them going in on final, flaps down, gear down and lots of quacktivity. While this is a limited capacity connector service, there are frequent flights daily, with first flights at dawn. While I was sure I saw a couple of leprechauns in my trip to Ireland a few years ago, my experience with little people is nil. With lots of fresh water, showers, and shelter under the thick holly, and my veggie garden right next to the glen, what more does a person need to do for them? Perhaps some of you with experience with them can offer advice? "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ Yea, despite the dire predictions of heavy rain, the sun was warm and I got the lawn mowed and some garden work done in time to have Easter dinner with friends. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Flashback Hey there Bombers and Bomberettes... Greetings from sunny (now) San Diego! We had a glorious Easter with family and friends. Just read today's Sandstorm with another reference to the North Star Theater. I had totally forgotten it, but I went to at least one movie there. And I had nightmares and panics when alone for years after. Vincent Price/"House of Wax". Need I say more (it was new then) -dj jeff Michael (65) Have my fingers crossed that I can go sailing tomorrow. Weather looks promising!!!! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) I grew up in a 3 bedroom precut on McPherson. At our house I recall floor to ceiling open shelves in the wall next to the bathtub for towels and bathroom stuff that didn't fit in the medicine cabinet. I too remember the mysterious (to me) slit for the razor blades! and the fear of black widows..... -Patty de la Bretonne ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: Old House I got thinking about the house I grew up in after I wrote that note about the forsythia bushes. We put aluminum siding on it 40 years ago this spring. It was white with gray shutters around the windows. For the past several trips I have made to Richland in going by the house they took out the bushes and grass in the front yard and put gravel in. When I was in town a month ago for the job interview in Walla Walla, I drove through the old neighborhood once again. To my shock, the graveled front yard was now one big cement slab for parking. That street was always really narrow anyway and I guess whoever decided they needed "drive-up" parking. It makes me wonder what the back yard looks like, as I know a couple of neighbors had put in swimming pools. Parts of Richland look just like I remember as a kid, and others well......... -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA, where it is a rainy Easter morning **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Cole Kids ('52, '55, '63, and '66) We want to wish our sister Barbara ('50) a very happy birthday on 4/16. We love you! -Patti ('52), Karen ('55), Judie & Jackie ('63), and Johnny ('66) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/18/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff and 1 Bomber funeral notice today: Jim Doyle ('49), Tom Tracy ('55) Betti Avant ('69), Vic Marshall ('71) Dave Fowler ('76) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jane Walker ('62) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Debbie Cone ('71) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Gilbert Blankenship ('81) TODAY IN HISTORY: 4/18/1875 Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the EIGHTEENTH OF APRIL, in '75; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.... "Paul Revere's Ride" -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1860 **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jim Doyle ('49) To: Tom Tracy ('55) Very nice piece on Ray Juricich. Those of us who were friends and fans of Ray certainly agree. It's pretty rough to lose both Rish and Juricich in barely a months time. I first met Ray in 1947 when he was an assistant football coach for Rish handling the defense. He was a great proponent of his players being the "hittor", rather than the hittee". He had a rather forceful way of getting his point across. If you were ever able to get him to elicit a "nice hit", you knew you had really done something. His health began to deteriorate the last few years after the death of his wife Marion. He had to give up his beloved golf and in recent months wasn't able to get out much. I spent an afternoon with him about a month ago and was able to get him to talk a little about himself, which was pretty rare. I'll share a few of the things I learned even though he probably would be upset a little with me. His parents immigrated to the US as teenagers from Czechoslovakia, married and settled in Chicago. Both spoke Czech in the home. Both died while Ray was in high school. He then worked part-time, supporting himself until graduation. He then put himself through college while working part-time and playing football. He served in the Army during World War II. He was scheduled to land at Normandy on D-day but his ship collided with another ship and had to put in for minor repairs. He landed on the coast of France on D-day plus two. He later fought in the battle of the bulge and other engagements across Europe. After the war ended he left the service with the rank of Major. He probably coached more Bombers in more sports than anybody in the history of Columbia/Richland High. He was a hell of a lot more than "that old curmudgeon" that taught Drivers Ed". I have known him as a coach and friend for fifty-nine years. I will miss him. -Jim Doyle ('49) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tom Tracy ('55) To: Patty de la Bretonne ('65) The mystery of the razor blade slit in or near bathroom walls. A doorman at the Conrad Hilton in Chicago once told me the magic behind the razor blade depository in the wall below the mirror in our rooms. It was somehow engineered to use the Gillette Blue Blades to hold up the building. He said it with no smile on his face, so it had to be a serious matter indeed. Your home undoubtedly has acquired through the years the added protection of razor blade superstructure reinforcement. ...and speaking of the Conrad Hilton. Once Zsa Zsa Gabor mentioned that she was the world's best housekeeper...when she got a divorce, she always got to keep the house. Except, as she emphasized, when she divorced Conrad Hilton, he got to keep the hotels...but she did get 15,000 Gideon Bibles... Spiders. We had our share of insects in Richland. What species weren't there already, made their way among moving vans, vehicles and trailers from 47 other states. No city was sprayed with insecticide more often than Richland. We usually defeated the pesky mosquitoes, spiders and pests with jeeps -- fogging our neighborhoods. Running through the fog became a community activity for kids. By the time Moms had warned the kids to come in out of the fog, they'd already made their runs through it. I still remember well the friendly greetings of your parents at our church picnics. Everyone spoke in complimentary terms about their well- behaved daughters. -Tom Tracy ('55) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: Update Hey Pappy - Sammy Squirrel just stopped me on the way to the mailbox and asked me how Bogart and Lowiq are doing. I told him I would check in with you and let him know tomorrow. I hope they have stayed out of trouble for awhile?! -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA (home of the Lacey Pond Frog Races) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Vic Marshall ('71) Re: Bobbi Beaver ('71) Maren - I saw the notice of Roberta "Bobbi" Beaver's passing today. I don't recall if Bobbi actually graduated with us or not but she did go all the way through Christ the King with our grade school class (CKS'67/RHS'71). May she rest in peace. -Vic Marshall ('71) ~ Beverly Hills, MI - Where the only bad thing about being a Pistons fan is that the end of Basketball season (and another Championship) means the start of another long agonizing Detroit Tigers Baseball season... **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Fowler ('76) Re: Ray, A Man We Will Miss I bought the house where Ray and his family grew up. I can still remember the moments he shared with me as we discussed the sale of his house. He would spend hours recalling his personal life. How he loved his wife and missed her so after her passing. The rooms, I could hear the family as he recalled stories of his daughters. Some would say he spent way too much time with high school basketball and football. Yes, even Ray told me he didn't spend enough time with his daughters. A father that regretted giving more to his community than his family. Ray grew up in a large immigrant family, his grandmother could not speak English, Croatian I believe. He lived the American dream, grew up in poor family and went to college. WWII broke out and Ray answered. Enlisted and then an Officer. He told me of his part in the Battle of the Bulge, as a young Captain. Ray always talked about family. One of his favorite stories was of a coach, now Major in Europe as part of the occupation force. He had the pick of Americas finest to staff a football team. What a team! From Ray's description it would have been a contender in the professional league of that time. After WWII Ray with his new wife Marian, moved to Kennewick for a teaching position. He told me how desolate the area was to him, his young family's trials and hardships. Later he took a teaching position at Richland high school. He told me of his teaching years and how long after he retired how grown students would stop him and recall his driving instructions. Ray would tell me "hell, I don't remember them all. I'm having conversations with 16-year olds who are now forty or fifty". I gave Ray a key to my new home, his old home. I always feared that someday he would be confused, not know where he was and would come to the place he remembered. Ray would always be welcome here. He didn't need to knock. Ray would stop by on occasion, and Cheryl and I would visit him at his new digs. We had dinner at the golf course restaurant. He was so proud at his 90th birthday, they made him a honorary member. How he loved to golf. Ray was golfing as he turned ninety. When Ray moved out and I moved in it truly was a passing moment. He handed me the key and I with regret took it. I knew as I watched him go it probably be my fate in time. Today I still get mail addressed to Ray and/or Marian. I can tell you he was generous man. I've received request in his name for donations to the Catholic fund, Croatian fund and from the American native fund. Ray moved from 1208 Symons into a retirement community. As part of the sale I agreed to accept the house as was. Ray took what he wanted and left the rest. The dust and all the rest were left. I can tell you he was quite a gadget man. I think he bought every gadget that came out on TV. I sifted threw his life as I made ready our new house. I placed in a box all the things that I thought he might want. Ray, would stop by and dig threw the box. I would listen as he talked about each piece. Most stories were of a time before Richland. He was so immensely proud of his service to our nation. I as veteran myself could appreciate his sacrifice. We would share memories common by the friendships of our times we had forged. As I slowly remodel 1208 Symons, I find a token of time between the walls. I piece of paper that says, drawn in Crayon "Keep Out"! I sit sometimes in the living room and swear I can still hear the basketball strategies between Ray and Teverbaugh. Still today written in pencil on the basement supports I see the phone numbers of days past. I will not remove them for to me they are part of a history. Ray, as a student I thank you. As an adult and veteran I respect you. I may be the owner of this home but your family's laughter will always be present. Ray, you will be missed -Dave Fowler ('76) PS - Ray never mentioned this, I took it from our conversations. He missed his daughters' acceptance. His contributions to the youth of Richland. Please, share your memories of Ray's impact on your life. I think, if I've heard Ray right. His biggest regret was that his daughters did not fully understand how much he helped form our community. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice >>Roberta "Bobbie" Beaver Cooper ('71) ~ 6/20/53 - 4/12/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/19/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff: Dave Brusie ('51), Jean Armstrong ('64) David Rivers ('65), Jackie Jancovic ('65) Dave Fowler ('76) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Laurel Nielsen ('62) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Maren Smyth ('63 & '64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Twins: Lloyd & Linda Swain ('66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mark Rohrbacher ('66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Peg Wellman ('66) BOMBER ANNIVERSARY Today: Jeff Larsen & Barbara Gile ('67) TODAY IN HISTORY 1775 American Revolution began 1971 Charles Manson sentenced to life 1993 Waco 1995 Oklahoma City **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Brusie ('51) Gloria The best cooks in the world. Trust that the family had a great Easter. Love C.B. & D.B. -Dave Brusie ('51) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jean Armstrong Reynolds ('64) Re: April 19 Just wanted to wish Maren a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I had some surgery done and am way behind on everything. But, remembered this special day. I hope all your wishes come true... -Jean Armstrong Reynolds ('64) ~ Goodyear, AZ where it's a week of 90 weather **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: Nobody does it better Today's (4/19) Birthday girl is someone very special to us all. When I correspond with her I always sign off "yerbestex"... started as a joke several years ago but I can't for the life of me recall the joke any more... she's just my best ex even tho we have never been boyfriend and girlfriend... oh sure she's a friend and she's a girl... bla bla bla... so it's her special day and she always remembers it... first because she was born on that day and second because something like the Mt. St. Helen's eruption or some other catastrophe occurred on her day many... I mean a few years after her birth... she is the glue that holds so many of us together who have only met in cyberspace... even after R2K, many of us have not met in person but seem to know each other as tho we grew up next door to one another... as has been repeated so often the past few weeks... we are all residents of Bomberville wherever we lived back then or wherever we are now... I have become close to so many people I've never spoken to face to face thru this girl's efforts it is truly amazing... I for one would vote to crown her Queen of Bomberville for her tireless efforts that have benefited each and every one of us... but for the moment I just want to say: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAREN SMYTH ('63 & '64)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** From the new ALL Bomber Alumni GuestBook. >>From: Jackie Jancovic Appel ('65) Tuesday 04/18/2006 7:53:10am COMMENTS: none -Jackie Jancovic Appel ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Fowler ('76) Re: Ray, A Veteran Worth Remembering I know as I write this our beloved "Web Master" will be lining me up for a fatal shot from a Bomber Firing Squad. She has done so much, we can never repay her. So, with the accolades paid. I meagerly suggest the following: A "Bomber Veterans Link". All of us know someone or have served our great nation in uniform. For me it was cultivated from an early Bomber upbringing. Richland has truly answered this nation call; WWI, WWII, The Manhattan Project, Korea, Vietnam, Gulf War I, and now the Gulf War II. Headlines to quite ceremonials, we have answered the call. I cannot begin to explain how we all have served. I don't think there has been a one of us who as children were not awaken by the screams of our fathers and now mothers. Days past, unwanted prisoners of war. We lived or re-lived through it all! Those screen doors, how they would smack when they shut. On more than one occasion I would catch my father ducking. It was never mentioned except in the very late night of our Cottonwood house "those days". Conversations, quietly spoken, never intended for young ears. Of course mine, always attended to the hushed tones. You know "Little Pictures Have Big Ears". Quietly ushered from near kitchen by aunts who thought "those days" were better regulated to likes of bars. I can always remember, Cottonwood between the ends of Elm street. Veterans Day. From the grave yard, just past the dead train. Wavering in the Spring afternoon, a tone ringing forth from a bugle. How mournful it sounded, always answered with a twenty one gun salute. It wasn't until much later that I came to know that sound myself. I didn't know it then but that sound would bring forth veterans tears. Silent, holding back or trying to, a tear from those who so willing gave. For those like Ray who could not understand why he lived while others died, he lived with a guilt. Long after the guns were quite he gave to this community born from war. So it was with Ray, he gave and never aspired a "Thank You". A veteran who never stopped serving. From Europe to the halls of Richland High School and on to the courts and fields of sports he ran. Teaching us all, not just another lesson from a book but a lesson hard learned and that, was of life. We will miss you! If there was to be "Veterans Memorial" on our Sandstorm web site let be by the son of an immigrant, a military officer, a teacher and to one of this schools founding fathers. "Ray's Hall Of Fame" -Dave Fowler ('76) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/20/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Bombers sent stuff and 1 RHS Teacher/Coach funeral notice today: Betty Bell ('51), Wally Erickson ('53), Wanda Wittebort ('53) George Swan ('59), David Sowden ('63wb), Jeff Michael ('65) Linda Sargent ('67), Julie Smyth ('69wb) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Chuck Shipman ('71) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Bell Norton ('51) Just a reminder that the Easy Swing Band (Bob Leveque, Clark Hodge, Dave Nelson and Bob Ragsdale) will be playing for the Richland Seniors Association All-ages Dance on Friday April 21st from 1:00 to 4:00 at the Richland Community Center. Tickets are always $4 at the door, and pre-packaged finger foods are welcome but never required. And then on Sunday April 30th the Easy Swing Band with the addition of John LaChapelle will be playing again from 1:00 to 4:00 at the Richland Community Center. Again, tickets are only $4 at the door, and the music is always great, whether you dance or just want to listen to good music. Hope to see you there! -Betty Bell Norton ('51) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Wally Erickson ('53) Re: Mr. Ray Juricich I --like many -- have great memories of Mr. Juricich. I had Mr. Juricich for homeroom my freshman and sophomore years. The class of '53 was the last freshman class at Columbia High. In fact half of our class stayed at Carmichael Jr. High and the rest of us went to Columbia High for 9th grade. We always had high respect for Mr. Juricich; not only as a teacher, but his helping with Columbia's sports programs. He was always there no matter where he was needed. I can't remember when he started as a driving instructor; it seems it had just started during the early '50s?? Mr. Juricich wore so many hats while teaching at Col-Hi. We were very lucky during those times to have had such great coaches in basketball, football and baseball, etc... They were not only great coaches, and teachers, but they really cared about the students and helping to bring out the best in each one of us. It wasn't about the money, it was about us!!!!!!!! God bless Mr. Ray Juricich, Mr. Francis Rish and Mr. Art Dawald... you were the best!! Obviously there are too many drivers out there that are too lazy to signal when making turn... @#$%! Jerks. When I was learning to drive, we learned from our parents and took a real driving test... not a paper test. We had to use hand signals then, even to slow down. Yes, even in the winter cold... so why is it so hard just to flip that small lever on the left side of the steering wheel???? Now, I feel better in finally getting that one off my chest. Belated Happy Birthday Maren! Thanks again for all you do!! To: Stan McDonald ('53) I haven't had a chance to read your notes on your trip to northern Italy yet. Anxious in reading it and will get back to you after I've read it. -Wally Erickson ('53) ~ Spring is finally settling in here at Coeur D'Alene area. Lots to do outside before it gets real warm. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Wanda Wittebort Shukay ('53) Happy Birthday Maren. Did you know that the whole state of Mass celebrates on your day - April 19th - with parades and revolutionary reenactments. And of course, Paul Revere rides from Lexington to Concord. My kids loved it when we lived there from 1969 - 1972. Hugs on your big day, -Wanda Wittebort Shukay ('53) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Okanogan Easter Elves To: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60), Bonnie Allen ('59), & Larry Mattingly ('60) I was gone, gone, gone to "The Okanogan" outback for the last few days. I was on a little patch of land that my buddy, Cousin Buck, and I own, hunting some big blackish gray birds that succeeded in making a turkey out of me. Last Saturday afternoon, opening day of spring turkey season -- There I sat, leaning against a big pine tree, clad in my "green" camo clothing (highly suitable for the sunny warm days of spring turkey hunting) ... covered in three inches of fresh, new, "white" ... snow. It was still coming down. So, there I was, cleverly disguised as a snow drift, my hazel eyes peered from two "pee-like" holes in the snow bank. As the early stages of hypothermia began to overtake me, my mind was beginning to wander. It slowly bunny hopped over various thoughts like, "I wonder if the "Yukon Jack" in the cabin is frozen yet?" Because, there's a "Race of men who don't fit in" ... so they end up sitting in snow banks. I was just beginning to consider the possibility that my IQ was several notches lower than Lowiq's as I pictured him and his rowdy buddy, Bogart, recovering in the spring warmth while basking in little lounge chairs around the puddle back home, when a slight movement caught the corner of my frosty eye. In fact, it caught my entire head, taking my "Elmer Fudd" cap right off with all of the spraying fresh white snow as Rocky Dude, the flying squirrel crashed into the top of my snowdrift. "Oops, sorry!" Rocky said to two small cedar cones poking out that he thought were my eyes, completely mistaking my gray hair and beard for a patch of old snow. "Over here," I offered. "Oh!" Rocky turned to address the duller snow, "The local elves just wanted me to tell you that ... you're uh ... wasting your time." "Huh?" I fought my way back to reasonably alert consciousness. "Ya," Rocky explained, "the turkeys are all down checkin' the mail." Somewhat fluent in the local Okanogan outback lingo, I instantly interpreted that to mean that they were down at the Wagon Wheel Tavern in Malott having a beer. You know, to some of my local neighbors, ... the post office is near the Wagon Wheel -- So, might as well have a beer and hope you remember to get the mail before heading back home, right? As Rocky and I chatted, over his bushy tail I noted several little forms darting about on tiny snowshoes and upturned cross-country popsicle sticks. Highly reminiscent of mini-Nordic Olympic racers with little bulging rucksacks on their backs, they zipped about hiding colored turkey eggs here and there near trees, rocks, and bushes still showing above the snow. As I exchanged pleasantries with my friendly gliding enthusiast, I secretly attempted to make mental note of where each brightly colored egg was placed by casting rapid glances here and there. "Got something in your eye," Rocky asked. But soon, it made no difference as the basic green and white woods came alive with brilliant sparkles and rainbows of color. Since Bull twinkle had already began his trek back to the Yukon after snow birding in the Okanogan, Rocky Dude called two mule deer over to help push me up on my frozen feet. After thanking the deer, we said our good-byes, and Rocky Dude climbed a big Ponderosa. With a wave and a yell of, "Geronimo!" he launched to the North in pursuit of his big- nosed buddy. Meanwhile, back at the cabin, on Sunday afternoon, Cousin Buck and I shared a hot toddy with an old local elf, "Sarvisberry Sam," as we sat on our deck watching the younger elves hunting Easter eggs as they shushed about on little snowboards made from tongue depressors. The sun had popped out, the snow was melting, and the turkeys were still at the Wagon Wheel, so our conversation turned to warmer thoughts, like ponds and puddles. Sarvisberry Sam sends a message about elves and ponds, "Build it (or dig it) and they will come!" Elves, like fairies and Leprechauns, love water. Lakes, ponds, pools, puddles, even bird baths -- They will come! -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ back in Burbank, WA again, where I am once more warm and among my wee friends and Darby and Murphy. And, Mrs. Pappy wonder's about how to keep the big elf under control, since, "He ain't no spring poult, no more!" And I am wondering how Betti Avant ('69) got a picture of me as a toddler after an Easter egg hunt? **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Sowden ('63wb) Jean Armstrong ('64), are you the sister of Joan Armstrong ('63-RIP)? I left Richland in December of 1961 with not many good memories (until I recently found the Sandstorm) to join the Marines. Before I left I was a good friend of a sweet girl named Joan Armstrong. She was one of the few good friends I had. I was shocked when my parents sent me a Try-City- Herald with the tragic story of her death in a fire a year or so latter. I just want you to know someone remembers her as being a fine girl and true friend. -David Sowden ('63wb) ~ From Southwestern North Carolina where the thunderstorms are promising to bring some much needed rain as we are down over 7 inches from our annual average **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Vets, etc. Hey there Bombers and Bomberettes... Dave Fowler's ('76) most recent post has prompted me to pipe up. His comments and others about Ray Juricich were very poignant. I recall my driving lessons in a Ford Falcon stick shift. I had practiced the clutch, gas, gear-shift motions for years in cars, chairs, sleep and other non-moving vehicles. My folks insisted that I would have no driving experience until taught at school. The transfer of those stationary skills into a moving automobile were not so smooth as I had hoped! But Mr. J made the transition less embarrassing than would have many others. Seem he also taught me a few things about the common cold, germs and SEX. As I recall it, my health class was followed immediately by Driver's Ed. Two consecutive hours of Mr. J had to have an influence on me! I saw him once since returning to the Tri-Cities. I was shooting camera at the Sports Hall of Fame inductions the first year back. Ray Stein ('64), Fran Rish, Mr. J and many other folks were in the room at TRAC. I spoke with Mr. J for a moment and thought about those early days of my life from the perspective of the latter days of his. Quite a guy... it's nice to hear "the rest of the story" about his life. As for a memorial to the vets... well I think the Sandstorm as it is today gives us a pretty good way to express ourselves as we choose to. I hear Maddy ('67) and Rivers ('65) and others now and then with their Semper Fi. I add my "wild blue yonder" now and again. I have to say, I like the Vet's flag salute idea a lot, and will begin to render that signal whenever the occasion presents itself. While here in Sunny San Diego, I saw the John C. Stennis return to port from Bremerton and strolled around the de-commissioned Midway, now residing at the Broadway berth as a museum. And yes, after 9 months, I did finally get to go sailing on a day of unstable weather conditions on land, but breezy and clear away from the docks. What a wonderful feeling! Toured the Bay and went a couple miles off Point Loma for a taste of the uninhibited swells. Awesome!! -dj jeff Michael ('65) on my last morning in SD, sunny and warm poolside. Watch yourselves, I'll soon be cruising the streets of Bomberville again. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Sargent Evans ('67) I am very sad to report that my brother, Alan Sargent (56) passed away this afternoon [4/19] in Vancouver, WA. We will be publishing an obituary in the TC Herald in the next few days. -Linda Sargent Evans ('67) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Julie Smyth Moss ('69wb) Re: Happy Birthday, Sis! Maren, I've given Tere your "new" phone number... and I'll call later, but wanted to say "YappyBoot-day" to you in the Sandstorm, too! Love you LOTS, Julie -Julie Smyth Moss ('69wb) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice from Einan's >>Ray Juricich ~ Retired Teacher and Coach at RHS ~ 11/19/13-4/15/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/21/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 Bombers sent stuff: Pattie Crigler ('59), Jack Gardiner ('61) Marilyn Swan ('63), Dave Fowler ('76) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Bonnie Allen ('59) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Katie Sheeran ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Pattie Crigler Cole ('59) Happy Birthday to my good friend Bonnie Allen ('59)!!! -Pattie Crigler Cole ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jack Gardiner ('61) Yesterday I attended the funeral of Ray Juricich. Since I've moved back to Richland 18 month's ago I've also attended the funerals of Howard Chitty and Fran Rish. I've always considered myself fortunate, to have been under the guidance of men such these during my youth. -Jack Gardiner ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) YO....................... As I was enjoying reading about your weekend hunting excursion with the "wee people" I had to wonder, Did you mean "pee-like holes" or "pea-size holes"? Anyhoo, what a funny picture in my mind!! pea-size, pee-like, ............................... You be the man!! -Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dave Fowler ('76) What a day, we were in the upper 70s. I guess its time to put away the coats, mow the yard, get the boat ready, seriously start my garden, deep clean the house, start the sprinklers, clean the patio furniture, check out last summer's wear, wash the outside of the house and UGG! clean the basement. How I love Spring, on second thought, Spring sure is a lot of work. Working shift work gives me the opportunity to see how our community wakes up. In the spring and summer it is easy to see how a Richland day arrives. At 5:00 AM the workers start out. I hear the rustling and cars starting. Understandably, I do not hear the "Good Morning Neighbor". Next the children pass on their way to school. Now, they are a happy bunch. Fully rested, school is about to end and they know it. A quit spell and the retirees start their day with a morning walk. They always have a moment to say good morning and discuss the issues of the day. Mostly, I spend the morning giving great thought to the chores I should have completed last week. My wife (who works days) has left to start her day. I sit enjoying the morning and know I will face this afternoon the ultimate question "What Have You Done Today?". Squirrel, bird and people watching were most definitely not on my "Honey Do List". So it is another a Richland spring day has arrived. Thank goodness I don't have to take stock of what went missing last night. I have lived in places were the morning always brought a disappointment. That was followed by a traffic jam and co-workers who were in a bad mood for good reason. Instead I awaken to a community who predictably start the morning. Great sunrises, workers wiping the sleep from their eye, children happy and our older "lord knows not any of us" out for the walk. A place I can contemplate the "honey do list". You know, some days are made to throw that list away and go fishing. My wife says "there are way too many of those days". Of course there is the "Sandstorm" which must be visited. It is 10:00 AM and the temperature is 59. I don't have to worry too much about the "list". I've cleaned the bathroom, changed and washed the bedding and towels. It is now hanging on the line. We've got a dryer, but the clothes smell so much nicer when they have spent time on the line. The windows are open, I've started dinner. Yesterday, I mowed and sprayed the yard. Where is Cheryl, she is busy on another work assignment. Cruising on the Queen Mary II, New York to London. Last month she cruised the Western Caribbean and next month she does a Northern European Cruise. I admire her, she stood so patently while I traveled the world during my twenty years of military service, often traveling to places I could not tell her about. It is her time now and I stand with my "Honey Do List". It sure looks like a good day check out the boat. I would, but that list plays heavy on my guilt. I need your help. We have a small raised garden that is positioned to catch the rain from both the house and car port. I chopped out the shrubs last fall. Cheryl was suppose to plant it, somehow it ended up on "The List". I am clueless, all you botanist out there please hear my cry. The garden is 3 x 12 feet, It is on the northern side and doesn't get very much sun. What do I plant? She wants color and aroma. I would rather have tomatoes but this is her garden. HELP! [Mom had Lily of the Valley on the north side of our house in Richland... and a lilac bush on the NW corner... I sure miss Spring in the PNW!!!!!!!!!! -Maren] Speaking of spring, gardens and work. I have two trees that Ray planted. They bring forth a pretty pink flower around Easter. After a couple of weeks they drop off and are replaced with a broad green leaf. What is the name of this tree? -Dave Fowler ('76) ~ Richland, where the sun shines, temperatures are rising and crime is a word from another place. Schools do teach and your high school constantly scores at the top of the WASL. A place where children walk to school and our parents are not afraid to walk the streets. A place where it so nice to sit back and watch another Richland day arriving, "To Hell With The List"! *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/22/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 Bombers sent stuff: Dick Pierard ('52), Bonnie Allen ('59), Betti Avant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ellen Weihermiller ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Nancy Metz ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Meg Cone ('70) BOMBER ANNIVERSARY Today: Gary Persons ('57) & Jan Bollinger ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dick Pierard ('52) We have indeed experienced the ending of an era with the deaths of Fran Rish, Cal Welsch, and Ray Juricich. I think they must have been about the last of the great teachers of my era at Col-Hi. Let us mourn the passing of three fine individuals. -Dick Pierard ('52) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bonnie Allen ('59) Re: Wee People To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) THANK YOU FOR THE WONDERFUL WEE PEOPLE STORY!! Do I get another for a birthday present, or am I being greedy by asking? (I just thought I would try for it.) -Bonnie Allen ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) To: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) Marilyn - I, too noticed it said "pee-like holes" I figured his brain was still frozen from all the snow and cold weather. Of course the beers with the turkeys didn't help, either I imagine. Keep them stories comin', Pappy... I love them. -Betti Avant ('69) ~Lacey, WA where the sun is bright and the wind is blowing lightly *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/23/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 Bombers sent stuff: Gene Horne ('57), George "Pappy" Swan ('59), Dave Wilson ('81) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mike Bradley ('56) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Rita Eckert ('61) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Paul Hirst ('63) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gene Horne ('57) To: David Sowden ('63wb) Are u related to John Sowden who lived on Snow Ave.? -Gene Horne ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) To: Bonnie Allen ('59) Re: You asked for it! Yet another episode of "Gullible's Travels." Do you remember your party at your house when, I think we were in the seventh grade at Chief Jo, you invited a bunch of us kids? Now, to set the stage (from my perspective), remember, at that time, I am fresh out of grade school. Physically, I have made the giant leap for mankind to Junior High School. Mentally, I am still in limbo land, entangled in the ties of a very recent sixth grade school boy who still thinks of a party as a gathering of boys and girls who can barely tolerate each other on the playground at recess. At that time, a party to me, consisted of ice cream and cake, balloons, maybe a clown named Tickles (or something equally strange). And there were those great noisemakers that a guy could blow till they stretched out and then he could drive girls crazy by tickling their noses with the little feather on the end, over and over and over and, well you all remember those ... don't you? I could hardly sleep that night after receiving your invitation. I was excited. I wondered who the clown would be? What kind of cake and ice cream and what kind of party favors would your mom have? The next day at school, I asked around and discovered some other boys who were also invited. Great! This is getting better all the time. Guys, that I knew well, were going to be there. I could barely wait until that weekend for your party ... until, I mentioned that I was wondering about the above mentioned party features. Those guys started to snicker which turned into chuckles and almost instantly exploded into outright guffaws of laughter. It was then that I encountered the first of what would become a long line of traumatic experiences in the recognition of a startling fact. The long, loooong, taken for granted, girl/boy or boy/girl (depending on which end you viewed it from) relationship had forever ... changed. This was impressed indelibly into my panicky brain as those guys pointed out that I was no longer a kid but now I was a genuine "junior high schooler" ... A teenager. Teens don't do clowns and balloons anymore. We are grown up and grownups play records and dance. "Huuuhh?" My response was barely audible. They continued to torment me by informing me that now at parties, we dance and we might even play spin the bottle. "Oh, cool a game," I said. "Ya," they enthusiastically chimed in, "a game that might let you kiss a girl!" "Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiikes," I gasped anything but calmly. Leaving me in a collapsed heap of blithering idiocy, they went off down the hallway yukking it up at my expense. When the blessed bell of freedom rang, I crawled home. Now here's where it starts to get strange(r). That night at home, mom and dad were occupied with the concerns of elderly people (if I was now grownup then they must be elders) and my much younger sister, Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63) would have been in the middle of grade school (still in the blessed land of clowns and balloons and having nothing to do with boys at recess) so my major mental breakdown went unnoticed. Later, sitting on the front steps pondering my dilemma, something strange but wonderful happened. I had a near deaf experience. I couldn't believe what I was hearing so it had to be going on in my head. Then they both spoke and appeared in front of me. And, that's when I first met the elves. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where the sun is supposed to shine for a few days and I'm thinking, "Sorry Bonnie" (and OK the rest of you). Tune in eventually, when I can remember the rest of this story. Hey, I'm very nearly 65 and fig newtons of my imagination are sometimes difficult to grasp after all these years." **************************************************************** **************************************************************** From the new ALL Bomber Alumni GuestBook. From: Dave Wilson ('81) Saturday 04/22/2006 0:29:59am COMMENTS: none -Dave Wilson ('81) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/24/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 Bombers sent stuff and 1 Bomber funeral notice today: Nola Davey ('56), David Sowden ('63wb), Linda Reining ('64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Leslie Swanson ('59) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Rosie Valenzuela ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ben Hausenbuiller ('98) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) To: Mike Bradley ('56) Happy birthday, Mike [4/23]. A day late and a dollar short. -Nola Davey Meichle ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Sowden ('63wb) To: Gene Horne ('57) Re: John Sowden ('??) John was my older brother, older by 9 years, when he was 17, he enlisted in the Marines. He was with them 5 years came home for about 6 months (1958 or '59) and enlisted in the Air Force for 4 years. Just prior to his discharge, I enlisted in the Marines (Dec. '61) (I wanted to be like him). So from the time I was 8 till I was 21, we hardly knew each other. When I was discharged in '66, I was on the east coast and looking at a US map trying to decide where I wanted to go. I picked Seattle because I knew he was there and I wanted to get to know him. I am glad I did. He was a great guy. Unfortunately he passed away in March of 1987 due to cancer of the bladder. While he was on his death bed he saved my life. After I shared with him some things I was experiencing he insisted I go see a urologist. I did and even though the doctor said it is very unlikely that two brothers would have cancer of the bladder at the same time, they were able to spare my life but not his. I would not have gone had it not been for John. I still want to be like him just not in the grave yet. I remember you, Bill Lusty and Fred Coffman as being some of John's best friends. You would have known me as Butch and our sister Janie ('59). It's good to hear from you. What's going on in your world and where are you? Any more questions about John I'll do my best to answer. -David Sowden ('63wb) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining ('64) to:George(Pappy)Swan('59) re:boy/girl, girl/boy parties think you spoke for all of us regarding the first time we ever were invited to one of "those" parties! I was laughing through your entire article----could sympathize completely. it's neat to get a guy's perspective on being a teenager and not quite feeling that you "fit in" for all those functions and/or things that happened during those teen years. *grin* and, keep the stories about the elves coming----they are so much fun to read. keep waiting for the notice that you have indeed started writing the book(s). will be one of the first in line to buy a copy(s). I "see" gnomes(Norwegian "little people"), but my family thinks "I am certifiable", so they just humor me. *grin* also have two books on Gnomes and would really love to be able to add yours to my collection, so GET BUSY and write, write, write and become published!!!!!!!! *grin* Linda Reining(Boomber Bomber class of '64).......Bakersfield, CA..........we had rain, lightning, and thunder Friday night.....and an icy wind all day Saturday with a few raindrops--am loving this weather!!!!!! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** Funeral Notice scanned from the TCHerald by Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) >>Alan Sargent ('56) ~ 11/11/37 - 4/19/06 *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/25/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff: Jim Blake ('52), Dick Avedovech ('56) Mike Brady ('61), Helen Cross ('62) Donni Clark ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Paul Ratsch ('58) BOMBER ANNIVERSARY Today: Jerry Spears & Cathy Clugston ('64) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jim Blake ('52) Happy Birthday Lou Ann Binns (4/26) and Bev Smith (4/27) two of the beautiful girls from the class of '52. -Jim Blake ('52) ~ Waco, TX (where summer has already started) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Dick Avedovech ('56) It is with heavy heart for me to tell you that my good friend and classmate, Alan Sargent ('56), passed away Wednesday, April 19th, from cancer. Alan was one of the good guys I looked up to. In spite of 18 years of severe rheumatoid arthritis, his humor and great positive attitude was an inspiration to me personally. I shall miss him. Alan was full of charity and his wife, Durelle, has asked that if you wish, please give to your personal, favorite charity on his behalf. -Dick Avedovech ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Re: Beth Pederson ('61) Beth will be performing at the Northwest Folklife Festival on the Alki Court Stage at 4:20pm on Friday afternoon, May 26. I've encouraged her to sing "Up a Lazy River" which was one of my favorites that she sang almost 50 years ago at Chief Joseph Junior High School. I bet Beth could also sing a sweet "Fever." It would be fun to get a group together and go visit her. -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62) Re: 1st Entry today - 8:19am I have been off line all week, as my husband and I were part of a group of 16 people from his seminary who went down to do some work at the hurricane relief down in Mississippi. We took 3 vans, and lots of equipment, as most of the group were part of a choir from the seminary and I was asked to join the choir (as they were very short of singers.) I loved it. Now sadly my current church doesn't have a choir, so I will be looking for a group to join. Warren will be graduating from seminary this May 13th!! These 3 years have gone by so quickly. It was quite an experience to go down into the deep south like that. We stayed at a neat retreat area in Alabama over night on the way down, and in Methodist church member's home on our last night in Memphis, TN, as we performed at our choir director's brother's church there. The people in the gulf are still in great need, as there are still many houses and sites that look untouched yet, 8 months after the hurricane. But the business sector has bravely built itself back up, and many homes have been restored. They are very brave indeed, as they face another hurricane season shortly, and so much still is devastated from Katrina force last August. While we were at the site we worked out of in Gulfport, East Biloxi (Maren, I can't spell it right, please correct it for me -- Helen--You did great!! -Maren]) we stayed at a Methodist Retreat Center that was right on 90, and we looked right out into the gulf across the sand. Beautiful, and peaceful, but little protection from a storm. I did go back into Ocean Springs, as it was just 20 miles away, but I didn't get back to St. Lukes which is where the CORE camp is, where I stayed when I went down there last November. It is a process of individual rebuilding, and we did work on some more clean up, some did electrical work, and some did roof work. I did yard clean up and warehouse work. And I did get to do one social work visit to a lady in a nursing home. But all the people we met were kind, welcoming, and appreciative of our efforts. Where we stayed it was a center for Samaritan's Purse, and there was a large group of S.P. volunteers from all over. I heard several were from Washington State, but I only met people from California there. We don't yet know where we will be next year, as now that Warren has completed his seminary study, our S.E. Indiana Methodist conference is telling us that they don't have a placement for him, so we will now "search other seas". Being down there in all that chaos, and unsettledness still makes me very aware of the many blessings we enjoy in our calm, secure lifestyle up north..... I've always known I wasn't a southerner at heart.... [My youngest sister sent this website link... it shows the total detestation on the Mississippi Gulf coast very well. Click the link at the top of the list: "Adolph Bourdin's in Pass Christian" -- Then (to view the "after" picture) click on the "VIEW CHANGE" arrow to the left of the "before" picture. -Maren] Re: 2nd entry - 9:04am I'm still scanning my email missed from last week, and I want to add a late Happy Birthday to Maren. I still haven't made it to Louisiana yet, but I bet it looks a lot like Biloxi. We'll be praying that somehow the hurricanes of '06 pass all people by without harm, at least the people who still are trying to recover from the devastation of '05. [Some parts of Louisiana still look awful. It will only get worse every year if we don't ALL get a handle on our oil consumption. The warm-and- getting-warmer-every-year water in the Gulf of Mexico is what feeds the hurricanes and THAT'S what makes a category 5 hurricane. -Maren] Re: 3rd Entry - 11:54am As I'm still scanning my email I see I also missed Jane Walker's birthday. so Happy Birthday late to a fellow member of our favorite class of 1962!! As a female, I didn't get to play sports under all the coaches back then. But I do realize that we have lost much of the backbone of Bomber sports in losing Howard Chitty, who I did have as a PE teacher in Spalding Elementary School in the '50s, Fran Rish, who I knew at the Richland Swim Pool, and Cal Welsch who I knew a little as a member of CUP church, and Ray Jurish. I never had him, so I didn't learn how to spell his last name. [Juricich] But none of us is going to live forever. Re: 4th entry - 11:58am I think I am now caught up on my Sandstorms, and I want to also wish Mark Rohrbacher ('66) Happy Birthday. I only knew Mark as one of the little kids on Olympia St. who played with my little brother, Roy ('65)! Mark, I hope you and your family are doing well. Please give my best wishes to your parents. Haven't seen them since my Mom's 80th birthday in 2002. How time does fly. -Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ~ Dayton, OH, my husband's seminary computer lab **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Re: Ray Juricich (RIP) Hi Bombers and Bomberettes I wanted to add my thoughts about Mr. Ray Juricich. To this day when I am driving I can't forget the things he taught us. The three things I remember the most are to always turn into the inside lane when turning left, and when it is SAFE, signal and then move over to the other lane, always leave a car's length for every 10 miles you are going between you and the car in front you, and always leave a car's length between you and the car in front of you when you come to a stop (that's so if a car comes up and hits you from behind you won't get crushed in the middle). I've only had one ticket in my life and my husband said I should have had a warning on that. Mr. Juricich was one of my favorite teachers. He really cared about us and I think he had a tender heart under that gruff exterior. I'm just sorry that I never got to see him again or tell him how great a teacher he was. I'm sure many of you remember Mr. Stell another great teacher. It was a sad day when he left Col-Hi to teach in Tacoma. Almost 20 years ago when going through Tacoma on vacation I decided to see if his name was in the telephone book. It was. I was so scared to barely talk to him in school, he was so disciplined and strict. But I called him, and he answered and we had a wonderful conversation. He told me all about his family and what they were doing and asked about me etc., etc. He even wrote me a thank you note. To those of you who didn't know Mr. Stell he was a great chorus teacher. To sing in chorus he directed was absolutely thrilling. Does anyone remember the Spring Concerts when we girls got to wear our formals. We all looked so pretty! Anyway tell someone today how much you love them and what they mean to you! Pappy, loving your stories as always. Can't wait to hear the ending to this last one. I remember those parties so well. Did you ever have to kiss a girl while everyone counted to see who kissed the longest! I wish we girls knew how tortured you guys were! -Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ~ in the little house in La Mirada, CA where the weather can't make up it's mind what to do. One minute it is cloudy and rainy and the next the sun is peeking through. *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/26/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Gloria Adams ('54), Alice Hanthorn ('59), George Swan ('59), Irene de la Bretonne ('61), Mike Brady ('61), Betti Avant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Lou Ann Binns ('52) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Rosalie Lansing ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Melanie Dukes ('67) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) Re: Karen Fulcher Brittain ('79) For those of you who may remember Karen Fulcher ('79), you may want to know her husband, Larry, had a massive heart attack and fell over dead while the two of them were sitting on their patio talking. They have 3 children, Jennifer, 23, Kristin 21, and son John 10. Our hearts are breaking and we have a long road ahead. -Gloria Adams Fulcher ('54) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Alice Hanthorn Johnson ('59) Re: Ray Juricich (RIP) The thing I still give credit to Mr. Juricich for is my ability to parallel park. Remember to get to a 45 angle then turn the wheel back the other way and it will glide right in. You know what? It works! I see so many people pass up a great parking spot because it's between two other cars, not me I can snuggle right in there no sweat, all because Mr. J, knew how to teach driving. I, also, remember how to make a turn and car lengths and all that jazz, but parallel parking is the thing that makes you look good to other folks behind the wheel. The year I took his class he was battling skin cancer on the bridge of his nose, he was having radiation treatments and the wound looked like a bad burn, very painful. -Alice Hanthorn Johnson ('59) ~ Marysville, WA where it is a GORGEOUS day & I'm going to go dig in the dirt! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Re: Encounters of the Elfin kind Part II of "Gullible's Travels" So there I sat, on the front porch, in the post-twilight of an early fall evening. It was one of those autumn evenings, known only to kids. One of those evenings that ride into town every year like a well-known stranger. The kind that brings with it an overwhelming awareness that you just seem to take in as if you have touched, smelled, and tasted everything at once. Along with the hint of smoldering leaves, fresh tilled dirt and dampness, the mild warmth wraps itself around you like a familiar old favorite shirt. Even now, in the autumn of my life, I still feel akin to the fall season but never with that certain intensity that I sensed as a kid. But, sitting there, I was not really aware of any of that. I was weighed down with what surely would be the greatest problem that I would ever face, if I lived past the weekend. I, a mere 12 year-old seventh grader, had been invited to a party where there would be ... girls. Furthermore, I had been invited to her own party by Bonnie Allen, who carried the title (very well, I might add) of "One of the best looking girls in the whole seventh grade!" Well, I admit that for some time, I had been noting some growing differences (so to speak) between girls and boys. As a matter of fact, that was my main malfunction. I was the brave young mountain man, riding academy cowboy, fisher of the finny ones, and observant outdoors man. In essence, I was the strong and silent type (in my head anyway) who, until recently, never gave a girl a second look. Suddenly, I was very aware of them. But, I had developed a genuine fear of the gentler sex. And there was no one to turn to. My "much younger sister" was ... well, much younger, and still into balloons and clowns. Besides, she always liked Mr. Chuckles better than Mr. Tickles. I never understood that. Chuckles had such big feet but Tickles nose was bigger and redder. Of course, it was rumored that Tickles tended to tipple, a bit. There was a certain glow about him. But, I digress. Who could I talk too? My guy friends had proven to be of no help and had become genuine non-confidants. Talking to girls was already identified as ... part of the problem. A guy in the seventh grade can't talk to his parents about ... girls. I had no other relatives around. And, if I had an older brother, he probably would have made fun of me too. Now, if I would have had an older sister, she could have taught me to dance, advised me on matters of the heart, and helped to banish basic bashfulness. Thus, I was on a high lonesome. I was on my own with this one. So, there I sat pondering the problems of puberty (presumed to be 14 years in the male and 12 years in the female), according to my, "Random House College Dictionary." Hmmm, chronologically speaking, in retrospect, I now see some problem potential. Then, out of the black, there they were. But what were they? Gremlins? Aliens? I had never seen anything like them before. Although, years later, I would see a big one, taller than Captain Kirk, on Star Trek. One thought filled my mind, fight or flight? I thought about leaping up and running into the house, back to the elders and one very preteen. OK. I'm going! Run! My mind said, "OK, do it!" My legs said, "Excuse us but we seem to have grown into the steps." I sat there literally frozen on a warm night. Only a few inches tall, the two mini-mystery men stood staring into my eyes. One spoke in a high squeaky voice like he had been sniffing helium, "Think it's dead?" "No, just scared," the other one squeaked back. "Of us?" "Maybe but more likely ... girls." "Happens to 'em all the time." "Interesting, several thousand years in development of their species and their genetics never overcame the PP Syndrome of adolescence." "What?" "Puberty Predicament." "Oh." Then one stepped forward and tugged on my pants leg, "We're here to help." Mouth and eyes wide open and without a sound ... I jumped about 10 feet into the air. Like flowing syrup, I slid back off the roof and flopped onto my back in the grass. They stood, one on each side of my head, bending over me. "You OK?" One squeaked. "Aye, yi ...yi?" I mumbled. "It speaks," the other one laughed and did a back flip. "Who are ... What are ...?" I croaked. "We're your 'Guardian Elves,' Lowkey and Lowiq" one of them offered. I sat up and shook my head. Looking at the one who seemed to bounce and fidget a little with a cartwheel thrown in every once in a while, I asked, "Are you Lowkey or Lowiq?" "No, I'm the other one, he's Lowkey." Lowkey rolled his eyes with a smile and asked, "What's your problem, Pappy to be?" "Girls," I blurted out. "Hee Hee, you got that one right Lowkey, Hee Hee," Lowiq laughed. With single bounds, each landed on one of my shoulders. "OK, tell us all about it," Lowkey whispered into my ear. To be continued. -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where the sun again shines and I ponder Donni Clark Dunphy's ('63) question, "Did you ever have to kiss a girl while everyone counted to see who kissed the longest!" After searching the dusty halls of my somewhat empty, memory storage units, I came up with, "No," because I immediately got my finger stuck in the bottle which ended the game of "spin the bottle" so I was never invited to many parties. It would be a long two years until I turned 14, qualifying me for the public school puberty program. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61) The next meeting of the caregivers support group will take place at 7 pm Friday, April 28 at [street address deleted for privacy -- email Irene for the address. -Maren]. Please call Betsy Fox Vance ('63) if you need directions. [Betsy's phone number deleted. -Maren] This may be the group for you If you find yourself caring for your aging parents--essentially, becoming the "parent" of your mother and/or father. The group welcomes those involved in all forms of caregiving whether you and your parent(s) live together or your parent(s) lives in a care facility. We have had several meetings and are still in the process of forming so don't hesitate to join us. The group is warm and welcoming. I have gained new insights and encouragement and a deep respect for the courage of those who participate. -Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") What do we have out there...some sort of thought police? I got an email from a lady...I've never heard of her before...from the class of '61 telling me I can't use (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") as my closer! Apparently, a group of '61 Bombers and Bomberettes held an all nighter and came up with the name, classic class of '61. How creative! Next thing, yah know, they'll be telling me I can't write in the Sandstorm. without their approval. I've heard of the Sandstorm mafia, but never believed it existed. Now I know better! -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Mike, What's the "Sandstorm mafia" about? Never heard of that myself! You can attach whatever phrase to describe your class you desire (within reason) in the Sandstorm. -Maren] **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: left turns To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Donni I knew what you mean about when turning left turn into the nearest lane. I was out one day in a line to turn left when the green arrow came up. There were 2 patrol cars facing us. There were 4 cars ahead of me and not one turned into the closest lane. I did, but then I always do. The patrolmen ignored it. That is one corner I am at quite frequently and it happens to be one that has the green arrow so you don't have to yield to oncoming traffic. They are talking about putting traffic cameras at some of the intersections, but they are now trying to decide if they "can afford it". I never had Mr. J as a driving instructor. My mom worked for the RPD and hired a patrolman to teach my twin brother and I. It was just after we got our licenses they changed the law that one had to have drivers's ed. to get a license at 16. By the patrolman teaching us, however, it qualified as instruction and my folks got insurance discounts. -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA here there were real ducks in the pond today and not just the decoys who usually are bobbing in it ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [My two cents on Mr. Juricich: There was conversation about him in the Alumni Sandstorm after the March 8, 1999 issue of "Senority," a small magazine published by the Tri-City Herald. Read the article at: One person -- I don't recall who -- wrote about him stressing "BRIDGES FREEZE FIRST." in his Driver's Education class. So, while I never knew Mr. Juricich, I always think of him whenever I approach a bridge in cold weather... and I slow down a little. -Maren] *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/27/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 Bombers sent stuff: Betty Bell ('51), Marguerite Groff ('54) Loron Holden ('57), Derrith Persons ('60) Larry Mattingly ('60), Linda Reining ('64) David Rivers ('65), Jeff Michael ('65) Chuck Smith ('69), Brad Upton ('74) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Bev Smith ('52) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Steve Upson ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betty Bell Norton ('51) Just a reminder of the Richland Seniors Association All-Ages dance coming up on Sunday, April 30th from 1:00 to 4:00 at the Richland Community Center. John LaChapelle had planned to play with the Easy Swing Band, but something came up and he can't this time. His protege, a very talented young lady who plays guitar and sings, will take his place this time. Should be a fun afternoon and we hope you will plan to join us! Tickets are only $4 at the door, and pre-packaged finger foods are welcome but never required! -Betty Bell Norton ('51) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) To: Class of '54 friends A few months ago I received a request for a copy of our 50th Reunion Book. Since I didn't have any extra, I took mine and had 10 copies made. I have 8 left. It is nicely bound, beautiful cover, and all the wonderful drawings by our own Carol Tighe Webb ('54); and, of course the individual stories by your classmates. The reprint is 8-1/2 x 11; bound on the left edge. It turned out great. If you are interested, the cost for the book, including postage is $10. Let me know and I'll make arrangements to get it to you. -Marguerite Groff Tompkins ('54) ~ Richland, where it was beautiful today **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Loron Holden ('57) Re: My memories of Mr. Juricich still linger. 1. He gave me the only "A" I ever got at Columbia High!!! (Safe Driving) 2. I still remember his statement: "Never believe what you see in your rear view mirrors, just remember what you look like to yourself when you look in a mirror, mirrors can lie!!" He was one of the great class of classy coaches that we had the privilege of sharing lessons from, all of them. -Loron Holden ('57) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Derrith Persons Dean ('60) It's that time again!! What? - Lunch - what else?? Who? - Class of '60 When? - Saturday, May 6th Time? - 11:30 am Where? - 3 Margaritas, 627 Jadwin, Richland Come on. . . . let's talk! classmate, -Derrith Persons Dean ('60) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Larry Mattingly ('60) Re: Mr. Ray Juricich I just want to say thanks to all of you who have written in with thoughts and memories of Ray Juricich. I did not have him in a class or activity. I hardly knew the man. He did know who I was as he knew my father, though I know not how or why. Perhaps it was golf. Dad used to play in a foursome with Paul Burnside, Art Dawald and Mr. Peddicord who I believe was the Richland Postmaster. And there were others who moved in and out of the group. The only time I remember speaking with him was during a PE class exercise where we had to run the oval track without stopping. He was talking with Fran Rish and after the exercise, he came over to me and tried to persuade me to go out for the track team. As I look back now I can't help but wonder how it may have changed my life. But, at the time I just had absolutely no interest in track. Then in my late 20s and early 30s I found myself enjoying a run, especially in the challenge of rough ground. During that time, before the doctors coerced me to quit running or be crippled with increasing back problems, I would often think of track and Ray Juricich. It is a nice memory to realize the many ways he touched so many young lives for so many years. I had Mr. Carlson for Safe Driving. I can remember how frustrated he was at my failure of the depth perception test. Remember looking in the box and watching the 2 cars and pulling the strings to line them up? That was the first time I realized that being blind in one eye could be a handicap. I had been driving for over a year before I was 16. A friend's father used to take us fishing at O'Sullivan and always had one of us drive most of the way out and the other most of the way back. He said there was no better way to learn but to get in and drive. I sometimes think back that if I hadn't known how to swim he would have thrown me in 50 feet from the dock. So the driving part wasn't difficult, but I hated the incessant copying of the procedures and rules. Now of course when I go to a lecture, I take copious notes. 40 some odd years later I cannot help but think if I had not hated school so much, how much more could I have learned? "Happiness is the sky in bloom" -J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ Working at home today updating safety procedures for US Coast Guard approval of permits for our barge displays. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Linda Reining ('64) re:driver's ed and parallel parking I never was required to take driver's ed, so my folks taught me to drive. My dad put out trash cans, then told me to park between them! won't tell you how many times I hit those damn, metal cans, but I did eventually learn to parallel park!!!!! My daughters both took driver's ed and they were not required to parallel park(in CA), but they did have to back up, in a straight line! as far as I am concerned, that is harder than parallel parking!!!!! to:Patty Jones Ahrens(60) re:Yolk's Market when my mom was alive and lived in Priest River, Idaho, she did all of her shopping at Yolk's----only thing she didn't like was that you had to bag your own groceries, but their food selections were great and their prices were good, too. they carried a lot of "Western Family" products and had a bread called, "Hazelnut" that was delicious!!!!!!!! Linda Reining(Boobmer Bomber class of '64).........we are still getting rain and cold weather in Bakersfield, CA----seems as though "Mother Nature" can't decide if she wants to continue Winter or let us slide into Spring! me?????? I ain't complaining ONE bit, as I am in NO hurry for the 100+ temperatures that are right around the corner!!!!!!!! when Summer does come, she's gonna come with a vengeance and then I'll be the one *itching about the weather, while all the "sun-worshippers" are in 7th heaven!!!!!!! *grin* **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: David Rivers ('65) Re: You won't believe me anyway Poop Poop Poop... I blew it... I admit it... you wouldn't believe me if I told you it wasn't my fault so I won't tell you I've been tied up in depositions and a trial for days... You won't believe me if I tell you I finally got to look at my computer today to see the yellow stickies saying "Ellen 4/22" and "Rosalie 4/26" on the monitor... You won't believe me when I tell you that for some reason I had them both in my mind as "4/29" thinking they both fell the day after my daughter, Sarah's special day on the 28th... no you won't believe me so I'm not gonna bother to tell you any of that stuff and will just cut to the chase and wish both Ellen Weihermiller and Rosalie Lansing (both 63... that's class of '63) a HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -David Rivers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jeff Michael ('65) Re: Markets Hey there Bombers and Bomberettes... Attn: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) Don't get out much? Just thought I'd whisper in your ear so's ya don't embarrass yersef. The grocery store is known as "Yokes" as in a funny story told by a man (or woman, for that matter) from Wisconsin. "Yolks" is a term reserved for the center, or yellow part of the eggs sold therein. When I first came back to the Tri-Cities, now, nearly 3 years ago, I lived just off Road 68 for about a year. There was a Subway, Mac D's, two gas stations and Yoke's Fresh Market. There is one in Kennewick, too, and the one soon to be in West make three. The chain started in Spokane a few years back and has made a pretty good name for itself. Don't go there for the best prices, but considering the cost of gas, you'll get a really good deal on produce by not driving to "town". I dj'd the Pasco Store Crew's Holiday party the first year I was here. Oh, Patti, you might want to check out Road 68 and the freeway now. It's the fastest growing area in Eastern WA. A new theater being built, many restaurants, banks/credit unions, soon to be a Lowe's and a HUGE WalMart super store has sprung up. They are scraping dirt for more stuff on several corners as we speak. Bombers who haven't been to West Pasco in a few years wouldn't recognize the area. Why, Larry Mattingly ('60) was here just last week and commented on the growth. Attn: Mike Brady ('61) You just keep on writing in the Sandstorm...we all know you class was a greta class...they all were and will continue to be!! I don't know much about the Sandstorm Mafia, can't even recall hardly any Italian/Scilian names from my school days. But I have seen some comment criticism vocalized...and that's OK. In fact, I think it's a good thing. No one twists anybody's arm to read every entry. You just go ahead and be "ahead of the curve" if you like. I'm not certain that the class of '65 has a "slogan". We all know we are "leading edge" Bombers. We are the first wave of the Baby Boomer generation to move into our Golden Years, and we are going to do it the same way we have done everything else along the way...kicking and screaming! If we don't like something, we'll get it changed! Just look at all those Harley's out there wearing gray haired riders with wispy ponytails! -dj jeff Michael, The Leading Edge Class of '65, on a slightly overcast morning on the banks of the Columbia. By the way...I've started working out and I feel really sore. With the advent of spring, I have worked out in my yard a couple hours or so nearly every day. Got a touch of sunburn, too. Also smashed my pinky between a couple rocks yesterday...but that didn't stop my work out. After all, I'm Leading Edge in this aging thing and working out is very important! **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Chuck Smith ('69) Re: Ray Juricich Oh... how I remember "Mr. Juricich's" during driving school... that rough voice of his especially. Several things I've NEVER forgotten... parallel parking - he made it SO easy to do... pull up along side the car in front of your space, ensuring your rear end is even that car... and begin turning your wheel and backing slowly... it's amazing that your front end doesn't hit the one in front of you... but, It won't. The other thing I'll never forget, which I see folks NOT DO... is when you're making a right had turn, move toward the right side of the road with your blinker on and make your turn... Too many "other" folks block the road or veer a bit left before making a right hand turn. I also remember him from JV Basketball. Oh how he use to let out his frustrations on the team. But, he was good at what he did... whether it be the driving school or the basketball team. He WILL be missed. -Chuck Smith ('69er) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Brad Upton ('74) Okay, Bombers... I've got some big shows to plug. June 29th at The Moore Theater, June 30th at the Tri-City Convention Center. I have been doing some tour dates the past year with The Midlife Crisis Comedy Tour. Obviously we'd like it to get as big as the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. The show consists of 4 headliners and they are: Cathy Ladman, who had her own HBO Special and made 10 appearances on the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. Jimmy Brogan who made 5 appearances on the Tonight Show and is the former talent coordinator and head writer of the Tonight Show with Jay Leno (as well as one of Jay's best friends). Buzz Nutley who hails from Pittsburgh and is the guy that came up with the concept of the tour and recruited the rest of us... and me. We are all between the ages of 43 and 56 and have over 90 years of stand up experience between us. It really is a great show. The show on June 29th is a benefit for Gilda's Club. Gilda's Club is named after Gilda Radner and is a free facility for anyone or their family that has been touched by cancer. I've been involved with Gilda's Club here in Seattle even before there was a Gilda's Club. Tickets can be had (or in the next day or two) at for the Seattle show, or for the show in the Tri-Cities. Since school will be out I assume Mike Davis ('74) will be there signing autographs. Hope to see you all. Thanks. -Brad Upton ('74) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/28/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Bill Berlin ('56), Nola Davey ('56), Tom Verellen ('60) Mike Brady ('61), Shirley Collings ('66), Susan Lundgren ('82) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Homer Raekes ('47) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Marilyn Simmons ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Dale Hosack ('69) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bill Berlin ('56) Re: Ray Juricich (RIP) Sorry to hear of Ray's passing but it sounds like he led a good life after I left Bomberville. He was my PE teacher at Carmichael and during one class I dislocated my thumb and went to him to see what could be done. When I told him the problem, he said something like "it is just because it is on your hand, Berlin." That really hurt but I didn't tell my parents about the incident. That night just after dinner, there was a knock on the door and it was Juricich, who had come to apologize. He admitted that what he has said was insensitive and the look in my face was "lower than a worm's belly" so he needed to come and apologize. Later I had him for Drivers Education and he was surprised that I could double clutch and had me show some other folks how to do that and why. My Dad taught me and the summer before I was 16, I drove a truck in Idaho where you could drive in the daylight hours when you were 15. Just the same, the course was good and I got my Drivers License in flying colors. Bomberville has lost a real legend in Juricich as well as Rish, Dawald and others. Juricich (pronounced and spelled in Yugoslavia as "Juricic") is a fairly common Slovakian name. We have several Juricich here in Anacortes, which has a large Slav population, and down in Gig Harbour where there are even more Slavs. The tulips are just about done in the Skagit Valley and they are estimating that over 400,000 people came to visit. That means you could not squeeze another person in to LaConner with a shoe horn. And speaking of LaConner, an RHS grad coaches there (Bannerman, I think) and was just inducted in to the U of Idaho Hall of Fame. Anyone know about that? -Bill Berlin ('56) Anacortes, WA where the sun has been out or mostly out for the past few days. Ah, spring. Would sure like to see a show by both Upton ('74) and Mattingly ('60) (not together) but I just have to get more ambulatory to do that. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Nola Davey Meichle ('56) I would appreciate some help from anyone who graduated from high school locally and now lives in Virginia. I believe that one of our members from the class of '56 is deceased, but I have no proof. I found information from the Social Security Index and I do believe that this information is correct: Carleton Craven, born 8-4-1938 and died 4-1980, in Alexandria City, VA. Could someone check the Obits from that local newspaper. Thank you. -Nola Davey Meichle ('56) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tom Verellen ('60, a class that ends in zero) An open invite to everyone. In downtown Olympia on Saturday 4/29/06 in the evening there will be "The Procession of the Species." A unique event to say the least, it must be experienced and is impossible to describe. In conjunction there is an Art Walk throughout the downtown area. Once you see it you won't forget it. -Tom Verellen ('60) ~ From just outside of Lacey, WA **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Re: Behind the eight ball... Well, I was one of Ray Juricich's failures! I got 12 tickets my first year of driving. Finally, I was driving down George Washington Way in front of Jim Hamilton's ('63) house and Bruce Smith passed me on the left. About the time I started waving at Bruce, I struck a car that was making a right turn. That was the end of my driving for a while. The judge took my license away for a year. A few months later I enlisted in the Navy and the rest is history. Did I learn my lesson? My wife holds her breath when she's riding with me. -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") or is it "Behind the Eight Ball" **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) Re: Reunion for the class of 1966 Is there anyone able to help us locate the following classmates? If so, please email me at the above address. Thank you for your help. Janice Allison, Kathy Anderson, Ronald Anderson, Shisla Andrews, Jimmy Ard, Rosemary Baird, David Barker, Rick Barnett, Sharon Bateman, Carolyn Benoliel, Eva Birge, Ron Blackburn, Joanne Bloodworth, Peter Bowman, Dennis Brons, James Brunelle, Barbara Campbell, Margaret Carter, John Conner, Diane Copeland, Andrea Cotner, James Couch, Leslie Curtis, Geraldine Davis, Dyan Dilley, Jean Ellerthorpe, Pam Emmons, David Farnsworth, Barbara Fennessy, Sue Forbes, Stephen Forte, Donald Fuqua, LanelleFusman, Tom Gaines, Jack Gilchrist, Christian Hanson, Hershel Halstead, Arlene Harden, Diana Henneman, Elizabeth Hetrick, Yvonne Hoover aka Edwards (Honorary), Debra House, Charlotte Howard, Roger Howard, Stephan Jech, Don Jones, Jody Kendrick, Kirby Allan, Elizabeth Larsson, William Louis, Deidre Magula, Tom Mattis, Darren McDermott, Roger McKenzie, Wanda Miller, Corey Morris, Virginia Mason, Christine Oman, David Pearson, Sabra Peterson, Terri Platt, Kathy Pleasant, Billie Ray, Regina Rendon, Mary Reynolds, Tony Ray, Caroline Rogers, Marian Russell, Carole Saari, Teresa Sadler, Lene Saltoft (F.E.S. from Sweeden), Kay Schafer, Cheryl Schmidt, Brenda Schnaible, Geraldine Shields, Cole Shoaf, Christine Simek, Kenneth Smith, Kathleen Taylor, Richard Thompson, Alexander Toth (F.E.S. from Argentina), Thomas Turner, Linda Watson, Michael Whittle. Thanks for looking at the names -Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) ~ Richland **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Susan Lundgren ('82) Re: Mr. Stell To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) Is this possibly the same Mr. Stell that was the choir teacher at Woodrow Wilson High School in Tacoma, WA 80-81? I had the odd experience of spending only my junior year in Tacoma. Was assigned to "study hall" for one of my classes and discovered that studying did not describe what happened in study hall. After a few weeks, I thought I found a way out. Went to the "choir teacher" to ask permission to use one of the piano practice rooms during study hall as my piano was back in Richland. Found myself the accompanist for the choir instead, in spite of my attempts at protest. Still disciplined and strict if it is the same man. Forced me to learn some new skills since there was never access to a piano to practice!. He knew I was from Richland, never said anything about his own connection. -Susan Lundgren ('82) *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/29/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 Bombers sent stuff: Ann Clatworthy ('54), George Swan ('59) Tom Verellen ('60), Mike Brady ('61) Roy Ballard ('63), Betti Avant ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Mike Varley ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Chuck Shipman ('71) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Ann Clatworthy Hogshead ('54) To: Homer Raekes ('47) Happy birthday to Homer Raekes [on 4/28] my good neighbor on Thayer Drive for many years. This is your first without your beloved Georgia. I have many good memories of my "third brother" all the years my two brothers, Jimmy ('46) and Bobby ('51-RIP), were in the service in Korea and Germany. Homer and Phil ('49) and their step-dad Clyde and mother Muriel Taylor were good friends also of my mother and father Virginia and Jim Clatworthy. Many summer evenings were spent talking over the fence to "Tay" and her boys and petting Mitzi, their little dog. All of our parents are gone now and Homer and I have lost the loves of our youth Georgia and Ray ('53-RIP). Now it is our turn to talk over fences (now electronic in nature) and remember how special days of growing up in Richland were. My best to you, "brother" Homer, may the years ahead be filled with loving memories, and the making of new memories with your children and grandchildren. Re: The inquiry about Harley Stell Yes, it is the same person. I met him at a drive in the Seattle area after we moved from Richland to attend the UW. He said he was teaching.. I believe he said in Tacoma. Mr. Stell sang at our wedding in 1956 in the Central United Protestant Church where he was a member and choir director. He was my study hall teacher in Col-Hi as well as my Contemporary Living teacher. -Ann Clatworthy Hogshead ('54) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Part III of "Gullible's Travels" and the Conclusion of "Dancing With Elves" Does anyone else recall that inner feeling when growing up in Bomberville that you sensed so much and had so many questions about life at that time and of the near future. Yet, you just couldn't seem to put it into put into words. The easy way out is to simply say, "That's all part of adolescence -- growing up" and be done with it. But, who said something to the effect, "I came to a fork in the road and I took the one less traveled?" During those formative years and ever since, there were many forks and I reckon we'll continue to arrive at forks until we take the final one that leads hopefully to the "Pearlies." Fortunately, I never found myself asleep at a fork like John Candy in, "Wagons East." Incidentally, that last John Candy film was one of my favorite of his works. Figuratively speaking, of course, I looked down each trail (for a sign), picked one, nudged my horse and rode on. Another way to look at it is, life is a series of, "What ifs?" What if, at various forks in the pathways of life, I had reigned my horse down that other trail? Maybe there were hills and mountains to climb or a vast desert to cross (perhaps all with great personal discomfort). So, I might have chosen the route that looked less challenging, or more promising, or just ... easier. But, what if, just beyond that high mountain pass or hot waterless desert, there was ... a peaceful, lush green valley? Some say, life is a series of trials and errors. Sometimes, we get a second chance to try again. Sometimes, we don't. So, hopefully we learned from the errors. Often, if there is a semblance of a second chance, it may be similar but seldom (if ever) the same. Now, with considerable years on the trail, I come to a high mountain meadow with a high vantage point. And, a cold, clear stream runs through it. Nowadays, spring comes late for me in the high country each year. I dismount, loosen cinches, turn 'em out to graze, and find a comfortable rock for my bony old, saddle-sore "Sit-upon." I take a long pull of cool water from my old canteen and lay my hat aside. As the cool mountain breeze blows through my hair, I look back over the trail, gazing at the many "What if" forks now too distant to see but still fresh in my memory and ponder whether they came just after breaking camp the day before, or the day before that, or ... What if I had been able to take the bull by the horns in my younger years and had just learned to dance and speak to girls? What if the elves had not tied me up and staked me down in the front lawn like "Gulliver" on a long ago Saturday night. What if they had not called on about a hundred of their little buddies to help carry me (bound and gagged) down the dark alleyways and through the shadows of nighttime lawns to Bonnie Allen's ('59) house? What if they had not threatened me with revealing the fact that I saw and talked to elves if I did not attend Bonnie's party. There, under the shrubs, in the dark of Bonnie's front yard, they untied me and pushed me to the door and rang the bell. Lowkey and Lowiq assured me that they would coach me on how to act by using hand signals to me through the windows. At the last second, they darted off into the dark with loud elfin laughter, leaving me wondering, what if the curtains are closed? The door opened and Bonnie, looking about, asked, "You squeaked?" "Uh, no, uh, I ... sneezed, hay fever." "Oh, ... come in, I was wondering if you were coming?" I was sure that she did not believe me, due to her raised eyebrows. It was about then that I sensed that the best laid plans of elves and a boy might be questionable as Bonnie said, "Come on in, the party is in the basement." I could hear music and voices (many were girl voices) coming from below. Bonnie introduced me to her parents. I interpreted their smiles to mean that they saw right through me as a bumbling bumpkin. My knees began to shake as Bonnie led the way. My legs seemed to take on a feeling of similarity to "Dumbo" the elephant's underpinnings. At the top step, I stubbed my toe. Two somersaults later, I lay face down with my chin resting on the bottom step, my legs curled over my back with a foot resting near each ear. "Uhhhh," I announced my party crashing style. Silently, I hoped they would see my action as what the elves had recommended, a fashionable late entry. "I'mth OKayth!" I spoke into the carpet. Springing up (I was quite young and agile then), I assumed the red-faced demeanor of a cat that just ran headlong into the glass patio door, (as in -- I meant to do that) and proceeded directly to the punch bowl. As I poured two cups of pink punch into my cup that runneth over (onto the white table cloth), I happened to notice two little faces peering through the basement window. Lowkey, shaking his head side to side, held his hand over his eyes as Lowiq, bent over with squeaking laughter, fell into the basement window well. Those little guys are a lot of help, I thought. So, I turned to face the music ... and the faces of laughing guys and those of beautiful girls staring at me with their lower jaws agape and hanging at about belly button level. Bonnie, the ever gracious hostess, saved me with, "George, let's dance." I, a lad in distress, had been rescued by a fair damsel. However, my appreciative sense of relief instantly turned to panic as I realized that I had uttered, "OK." As Bonnie put on a new record, I considered dashing up the stairs and out the door. Sensing movement, I looked up to see Lowiq's nose and smiling eyes peering over the lower window sill and Lowkey with his little widespread hands signaling, "Stay" as he mouthed the words, "Just do it!" "Thanks a lot!" I mouthed back and then realized that Bonnie was standing there, arms outstretched in dance position, looking very quizzically at me. "Shall we dance?" she said, a bit uncertain. We danced (I think). I attempted to lead with what Lowkey had called the "Crumpled Box Step." When the confusing combined sense of utter pleasure and utter torture ended, I thought, "not so bad." Bonnie limped off with crumpled toes to put on another record and I grabbed a chair as far in the corner as I could get. In the window well, I noticed the faces of a grinning Lowiq and a shrugging Lowkey. The rest of the evening is now a blur (as I think it was then). Other than Bonnie, I cannot remember who was there. A couple of other girls dared to dance with me, at their request, as I just could not bring myself to ask. Bonnie, even demonstrated courageous consideration and risk of further podiatric injury with an encore of the crumple step. Somehow, I made it through the evening and later, the elves and I had a long silent walk back home. The following Monday at school, Bonnie was still limping and I was too embarrassed to talk to her and the other girls again. What if? -George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA where the sun again shines brightly from a clear blue sky and Lowkey, Lowiq, and I recline around the puddle and recall the story of our first meeting for Darby. **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Tom Verellen (Class of '60: "A Class That Ends in Zero") To: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Hi Mike, This is Vito, head of the slogan police, after searching our records we have found that "ahead of the curve" has not been registered with the board of sanctioned slogans. Better known as BOSS. Let this serve as notice that you better get with it, Bub or else we will join with the Spelling police (the people that just can't stand to see a mispelled word without pointing it out) and then we'll all be in big trouble. -Vito (Class of '60: "A Class That Ends in Zero") **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") Re: Employee Occupational Illness Compensation After almost six years and tons of paper work, we finally received word from the U.S. Department of Labor that my Dad's cancer and death was not caused by radiation exposure while working at Hanford. According to the law, a family will be compensated if there is a 50% chance or better that the cancer was work related. NIOSH calculated the probability of causation for my Dad's lung cancer at 43.08%. Since we disagree with their findings, we have 30 days to file an appeal. According to the letter I received, the appeal must clearly state the grounds upon which reconsideration is being requested. I'm wondering if any of you have experience in this area and can assist me in writing an appeal. -Mike Brady (Class of '61: "Ahead of the Curve") **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Roy Ballard (Gold Medal Class of '63) Re: Ray Juricich (RIP) I remember working with Ray J. in some things... what a wonderful guy he was. I will miss him very much. My favorite time was when I played on the golf team in my junior year. I was playing a match against another guy down at the Pendleton, OR golf course. Since we were the last twosome, we were rewarded with the opportunity to play with Ray and Daddy "D" Dawald. Boy did I sweat that day. We were on the back nine when a cloud burst hit and it was a down pour, and Ray told me to get on the stick and get done. Well, I hit a fairway wood and on my back swing, I lost the club and had to go back about a 100 feet and retrieve my club. I got lots of looks that day from both Ray and Dawald. You know I don't even remember if I won the match, but I did get plenty wet. -Roy Ballard (Gold Medal Class of '63) ~ Richland **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Betti Avant ('69) Re: Thanks To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Pappy Suzie U.R.A. Squirrel says she got a nice thank you note from Lowiq and Bogart. I guess she is one of the cute nurses they harassed while in Toady General Hospital. I told her they were both doing well, albeit a bit ornery, but I said that's the way they are all the time, right? -Betti Avant ('69) ~ Lacey, WA where the warmer temps & blue skies abound *************************************** *************************************** That's it for today. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` **************************************************************** Alumni Sandstorm ~ 04/30/06 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 Bombers sent stuff: Jim Jensen ('50), Phil Belcher ('51) Bonnie Allen ('59), Joe Jancovic ('62) Carol Converse ('64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: MaryLee Coates ('59) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Louise Moyers ('65) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Jim Jensen ('50) Re: Goodbye At 7:35 a.m. on Saturday morning, following five days in intensive care and forty-nine years and three months of wonderful marriage, my sweet wife, Alliene, left her tired, exhausted body at sleep and at peace. This wife and mother of our home was the most remarkable woman I've ever known. It was my great privilege and honor to have shared my life with her. -Jim Jensen ('50) ~ Katy, TX **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Phil Belcher ('51) Re: Harley Stell In high school I had both Gordon Pappas for Band, orchestra and radio broadcasting. I had Harley Stell for choir and boy's glee. We had an arrangement with a radio station in Kennewick, (actually our side of town) that would put on a half hour program that we made up in class. (I was the engineer) Biggie. Harley would let me use his 1948 Merc four door to take the tape to the station. Pat Demille ('51) and Gloria Middlebrough ('52) would ride along with me. (I would never let a sixteen year old punk kid take my car once let alone every week.) They both were great teachers with a lot of patience and I learned a lot from them. Could have learned more but I knew it all back then. I have a copy of the Boston Pop's "Bugler's Holiday" and every time I play it I think back to Gordon and his triple tonguing. I remember the road trips both in the band and the choir where we had such fun. Truly a great time to grow up. -Phil Belcher ('51) ~ n western Pasco where the pink dogwood is beautiful in our back yard **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Bonnie Allen ('59) Re: Thank You To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Thank you for the wonderful story--and three entries at that!! It certainly wasn't what I expected when I so boldly asked you for a birthday present!! I barely remember the party. Obviously it wasn't nearly the traumatic experience for me that it was for you! No, I couldn't tell that you were scared to death of girls! Even then, I could not read minds. I knew you were awfully quiet. Too bad. I hope you have now recovered since you've gotten all this out in the open. I think you also should know the truth about my limping. I actually broke my toe running up those basement stairs, and it had nothing to do with dancing with you at the party! It had more to do with a very large spider on a sheet my mother had hung on a clothesline she used in the laundry area of the basement. I was also an expert rider at the famous West Richland Riding Academy (see how much we had in common!). I had my own horses in Montana on my Dad's farm there. The fact that my Dad had a farm in Montana is the reason that I disappeared for years at a time between 7th grade and our Senior Year. Re: 1950s It's a long presentation, but you'll love it! You will not only hear the music, but see all that went along during that era. Do you remember? Be sure the sound is turned up. -Bonnie Allen ('59) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** From the new ALL Bomber Alumni GuestBook. >>From: Joe Jancovic ('62) Saturday 04/29/2006 6:48:10am COMMENTS: Bellingham WA -Joe Jancovic ('62) **************************************************************** **************************************************************** >>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64) To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59) Loved your story, as I'm sure everybody else did. The anticipation each day of a new "chapter" was great. Sure have enjoyed all your stories, and I'm with others, stating that you really do need to write a book! You are just a natural. If not, you have surely fooled us all. -Carol Converse Maurer (Boomer Bomber class of '64) We are to be having nice sunny weather, but so far I'm still waiting in anticipation. We will be going down to the Merced area next week and am really looking forward to the warm weather, unlike Linda Reining ('64), wishing it were winter still. *************************************** *************************************** That's it for the month. Please send more. `,,``,,` `,,``,,` March, 2006 ~ May, 2006