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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/01/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (yesterday 10pm: 78° - 74% humidity)
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17 Bombers sent stuff:
Orrin Pilkey ('52), Dorothy Wright ('54WB)
Darlene Trethewey ('56WB), Jim Hoff ('57)
Dan Noble ('58), Lora Homme ('60)
Irene de la Bretonne ('61), John Browne ('61)
Fred Schafer ('63) & Ann Engel ('63)
Lyndy Wheeler ('62), Linda Reining ('64)
David Rivers ('65), Jeff Michael ('65)
Guy Lobdell ('66), Rick Maddy ('67)
Daniel Laybourn ('70)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Cathy Rice ('77)
More information: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
Click the lunch you want to know about.
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>>From: Orrin Pilkey ('52)
Re: Turbidity Currents
Mike Waggoner's ('60) idea as to how the giant
turbidity currents that carried the "big flood"sediment
to the Tufts abyssal plain (water almost 3 miles deep)
may well be correct. In fact, upon reflection, piling
up of the sediment into an unstable mass is probably
the most likely reason why the current formed. Perhaps
there were multiple curents. Turbidity currents can be
big things. One - on the Hatteras Abyssal Plain off the
East Coast was determined to be a 100 cubic kilometer
mass (Mt. St. Helens released 1 cubic Kilometer) and
contained shells from very shallow water (intertidal)
-Orrin Pilkey ('52)
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>>From: Dorothy Wright Woodwind ('54WB)
Re: Hello, from Dorothy WRIGHT
Hi everyone, I recently found the Bomber site. I
love to see words like sandstorm, tumbleweed, and low
humidity mentioned. Just keep talking, I'll keep
enjoying.
Marcus Whitman, '44-'49, Carmichael, '49-'51. I
never got the sand out of my shoes.
Wishing I could see my old, dear friends. Have a
wonderful 50th Reunion Class of 1954! I will not forget
you!
DOT
-Dorothy Wright Woodwind ('54WB)
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>>From: Darlene Trethewey Dunning ('56WB)
I don't write much, but read every day. In thinking
about the past I was wondering if any one knows or
remembers a man over by Spalding who repaired and
rebuilt bicycles. I was about 13 and had walked by his
place and there was this beautiful blue bike. I really
wanted but it cost $20.00 which I didn't have. After a
checking it out for several days and a few tears I
ended up with this treasure and a great memory of a
neat guy.
-Darlene Trethewey Dunning ('56WB)
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>>From: Jim Hoff ('57)
Re: Bombers Are Everywhere
After returning from a lengthy trip in Northern
Europe I have been amused by the writings about puddles
and other such events. So I thought I would send a new
topic area for us to write about. That topic is the
unbelievable encounters we have with Bombers or Bomber
related items in this large world of ours.
On August 4th my wife and I were in Stockholm,
Sweden. After a long day of sight seeing and
shopping in old town we decided to head back to our
transportation destination. For some reason I decided
we would take a short cut up this narrow winding street
in hopes of saving a few blocks of walking and also to
see an area less tourist oriented. Anyway, part way up
the street this small shop attracted me and I stopped
and decided I would enter, my wife said she was not
interested so she waited outside. After looking around
a bit the shop keeper appeared and I was astonished to
see he had a T-shirt on that said the "Bombers" on it.
So I asked him where it was from and said the United
States and I then went on to explain that I had
graduated from the only high school in the U.S. that
had the Bombers as a mascot. He asked where that
was and I told him it was Richland, Washington. He
immediately smiled and said "That is where I bought
this shirt." I asked when and why and he said "A few
years ago when I played in a Rock band and we played a
concert there." Now to make this connection even
more unbelievable I thanked him for his time and
complemented him on his fine little shop to which he
replied "It is not mine and I am just filling in today
for my girlfriend who owns it." Now I knew it was meant
to be that this chance beyond chance encounter was
clearly destined to be. I will also send with this a
photo of the fellow and the shop.
-Jim Hoff ('57)
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>>From: Dan Noble ('58)
Re: Club 40 Golf
If anyone is interested, I have 3 tee times,
starting at 7:00 AM, for Saturday, September 11 at West
Richland Golf Course. So far, there are 4 of us that
will be there. Chuck Zook, Bill Olson, Darrel Henjum
and me. There is room for 8 more and I think I can get
more if necessary. Email me.
-Dan Noble ('58)
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Re: The Dog Sphinx
Pappy, none of the Puddle Pals saw the lion with
a dog's head in the background of the hot tub photo.
You're probably the only one in the world who did.
However, when you say that none of us would admit that
we thought you were nuts, you're very much mistaken. I
think we all admit freely that everyone in the puddle,
especially you, is more than a little off center but
it has nothing to do with your alert observation of
mythical creatures in the bushes.
The fact that none of us responded to your comments
only means that the rest of us are obtuse and just
didn't see it so didn't get it, not that you aren't
funny anymore. Carry on!
To: Tedd Cadd ('66)
Re: If a tree falls in the forest, etc.
It has always seemed a little arrogant to me for
us to think that if no one's there to hear a tree fall
there's no sound. It would follow then that if there's
no one there to see it, there is no sunset. That would
mean that if we did something reeeealy foolish and
there were no more people, the universe would cease to
exist. That would make us more powerful than God. I
don't think so!
-Lora Homme Page ('60)
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>>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61)
For those truly interested in exploring the concept of
NOW, I suggest reading THE POWER OF NOW, by Eckhart
Tolle. There are, of course, many many great minds
throughout history who have explored the concept, but
this current read is especially accessible.
-Irene de la Bretonne Hays ('61)
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>>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Re: Now, now...
To Pappy: Nuts and twisted minds are funny ALL The
time (as long as it isn't happening to ME), sir... Now
and Forever (whatever THAT means). However, lovely
young things on the prowl seldom appreciate being
Reminded of their Chaperones. It detracts from the aura
of hell-for-leather derring-do. It's gauche to gush
about the woofer (unless you're Sgt. Preston. Then,
it's de rigueur.) woof! woof-woof!
To Juan der N: "Now and Then there's a fool such as
I.." goes the old song. I wonder which side of Now is
Then on? Is it "Then, when everything was..."; or "If I
can't go, Then I'm gonna hold my breath until.."? Maybe
it's on Both sides. So, by Laura Homme's paradigm, it
describes an illusional state which has no basis in
Reality. With regard to my Theory, I'm sticking to it.
There's "NO TIME like (ie =) the PRESENT. The apparent
movement is just a willingness of the spirit to suspend
awareness of eternity, shatter, and inhabit a lot of 3
(or 4) dimensional holograms that make everything feel
like "Time" is "going by", when it's just a string of
imaginary projections of old still-foto memories of an
imagined universe. That's all.
To Laura Homme: Oh YEAH? If there's No PAST, then where
do LEFTOVERS come from, hmmmm? I don't HEAR YOU... (i
wonder if there's anything in the fridge... it was
right here, a minute ago..? hmmm) ^..^
-John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA
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>>From: Lyndy Wheeler Myers ('62)
To: The class of '62
I have some sad news. Vivian Gericke Horak's [('62-
-foreign exchange student from South Africa] only
daughter, Joanne was killed in a freak accident last
week. I am sure she would love to hear from her U.S.
friends at this sad time.
Thanks for your thoughts
-Lyndy Wheeler Myers ('62)
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>>From: Fred & Ann Engel Schafer ('63)
Re: Portland/Vancouver Bomber Luncheon
DATE: Saturday - September 11, 2004
VISIT TIME: 11:00am
ORDER LUNCH: 11:30am
WHERE: DoubleTree/Columbia River
Take Jantzen Beach Mall Exit off of I-5
RSVP: Contact Fred or Ann Engel Schafer ('63)
if you are planning to join us!
All Bombers, Spouses & Friends are welcome!
-Fred & Ann Engel Schafer ('63)
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>>From: Linda Reining ('64)
To: George "Pappy " Swan ('59)
Re: dog in bushes/4th picture of Vicki Owens' ('72)
road trip
I thought my eyes were playing tricks, so had to go
back and look at it, again---definitely a dog in the
bushes--better than a bear in the bushes.
-Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - heat is still
here---105 yesterday and supposed to be
just as hot today, IF not hotter! ugh!
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>>From: David Rivers ('65)
Re: Bummer, Dude
Uh Oh... I forgot to call Kathy Hoff ('64) on the
30th and wish her happy birthday!!!!!!! Arrrrrrrrrrrgh.
I ran up to Monterey Friday to pick up a nice little
'37 Plymouth 5 window custom... had some guys take a 23
Roadster to Pomona for me to sell and drove the coupe
down to meet them... Big Sur was beautiful and all the
stops along the way are just as nice as ever. Laid over
in Santa Barbara when the fog got too thick and then
met up with the Boys in Pomona. Ran over to Whittier to
pick up a nice Quick Change I got from a guy and had a
nice dinner with the boys at a Stewart Anderson's...
But the next morning the guy with the trailer wanted to
leave early cuz he hadda work Sunday night... after
breaking up the fight I told Trailer boy to go ahead
and go home and I'd drive the roadster home if one of
them would drive the coupe... was like throwing meat in
a shark tank... "pick me... pick me"... finished all
the rows in the swap meet... got my list almost
finished except for two items... a 4 foot brake and a
heavy tube bender... never found a brake but found two
very nice benders but the trailer was gone... oh
well... maybe in October... Drove the roadster home...
the little flathead performed just as I hoped it would
and except for the grueling sun it was a wonderful
trip... in Court the next morning guys asked me if I'd
spent a week on the beach... no... just 4 hours across
the Mojave in a roadster. I am very disappointed to
have Denny Johnson ('62WB) burst my bubble to find that
the words to 60 minute man are racey... not about a
watch... I KNEW it wasn't about a watch... I thought
the guy was a track star... now I'm almost afraid to
listen to the radio... probably find out that "Rock
with me Henry" was naughty too... Next the smut doctors
will try and bring down Hank Ballard songs... Bessy
Smith... oh my oh my... when will it end????????????
-David Rivers ('65)
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>>From: Jeff Michael ('65)
Hey there, Bombers and Bomberettes:
Now, I've got a few comments to share. Oooops, time's
up! Excuse me, I'm on the RIGHT side of the bathroom
door (the hinges are on the left side...I don't wanna
get squished when the door flies open!)
This NOW conversation is like deja view all over again.
I'm sure we had it at Robert Hart's house during his
birthday party when he turned 14 or something. But
that was then and this is now. Besides, I may be
misremembering my own personal illusion of events that
never happened in the now, then.
So, now then, on the subject of the large critter in
the background of the touring ladies in the concrete
(fiberglass, wooden, whatever) puddle. I DID notice it
(DID TOO!) and was going to make some wise a** remark
(as usual). But then my focus returned to the primary
subjects in the photo and the animal instincts
regarding the animal receded to less primal regions
of my cranial matter. Besides, no matter, I figured
everyone else saw it too (DID TOO), so why point out
the obvious (nose on your/my face). Then when it (not
the nose... the critter) was mentioned by a fellow
Bomber, I figured, again wrongly, this was proof of the
logic of my first thesis (hypothesis, whatever), that
everybody saw the critter. Since no one seemed to sense
the humor, based solely on the lack comments, one
has to wonder: was it the lack of seeing the critter
(viewers over come by the foreground often don't track
the background---many an ambush has been based on that
premise). Or was it the assumption (which has not been
proven true or false) that everyone figured everyone
else saw the critter, so why mention it. Or, in fact,
is neither conclusion correct, but rather that no one
(for whatever reason) felt compelled to comment on the
comment about the critter! Say, what was that critter
anyway? And..."Who let the dog(s) out."
Now, for sumpin' new...I've only been in town a bit
over a year and have been busted already. Can you
believe it? I was spinnin' a few tunes in the backyard
of a fellow's house in west Pasco Saturday night. The
yard backs up to the Columbia (NICE VIEW). There were a
few (hundred) folks there...probably not many over 300
for a wedding reception. Long about 10:45 some red and
blue blinking lights arrived in the drive. (I knew I
didn't bring my bubble gum machines.) Seems someone
over the water in Bomberville didn't like my music
selections! Like, next time, just call in a request!
Guess the good news for me was, the party wound down
really quickly after that. But still...
Best wishes to Mr. Paul Beardsley, recovering at home.
-Jeff Michael ('65) ~ Where the full moon shining on
the mighty Columbia at midnight Saturday was just
soooo awesome!
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>>From: Guy Lobdell ('66)
To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Pappy:
Where the heck are all the Marines, Jarheads, Gyrenes,
etc., etc., from Columbia High School (AKA Richland
High School)? I thought for sure that we would at least
garner a few replies to our posts???? Ya think they
already recalled them to active duty for the latest
little fracas in the desert? N A! There's got ta be a
lot of ole' timers like us out there, or ya think
them's all computer illiterate?
That can't be the problem, I happen ta know some of 'em
and they's pretty smart ya know. Got high faluttin'
jobs in that there 'tomic area and all. Then again
there's even more who were in police jobs around here,
and that takes some smarts!
Hey, Pappy, I'll bet I know what the problem is, they
all probably figure we're goin' ta ask 'em ta do
somethin' more than just have a get together..........
-Guy Lobdell ('66)
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>>From: Rick Maddy ('67)
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
Re: Illusion
Impossible for me to be suspended in the NOW, even
while pondering, for matter is a constant, unending
movement into the future's abyss. And, for
clarification, has nothing to do with mushrooms (old
Bomber joke). I was only stating the obvious. The
construct, NOW, at the snap of a finger, faster than
the blink of an eye... is the past... and because I
like digressing. My illusionary past and subtle visions
from surfaced unconsciousness shows me that one must
take precaution with information from the delusional.
1. Alone on our death bed will we find the answer to
being deceived by a false belief, or not. 2. Only one
thing better than a great glass of wine; a cold beer.
-Rick Maddy ('67)
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>>From: Daniel Laybourn ('70)
To: Wally Erickson ('53)
Don't miss the Monterey Bay Aquarium!
-Daniel Laybourn ('70) ~ the upper central Monterey Bay coast...
colhi70.org
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/02/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (Yesterday 10pm: 81° - 74% humidity)
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8 Bombers sent stuff:
Ralph Myrick ('51), James Johnson ('60)
Lora Homme ('60), Helen Cross ('62)
John Adkins ('62), Gary Behymer ('64)
Greg Poynor ('66), Betti Avant ('69)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Linda Lester ('62)
BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Gordon Mumford ('72)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
Click the event you want to know more about.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick ('51)
I have heard from some of the folks that had Helen
Skogen as teacher. Wow! Helen was really well thought
of as a great teacher. Judy and I will put together a
booklet with all the comments made to her. You know,
it is much better to tell her while she can hear first
hand from you guys rather than at a funeral service. I
have been to a number where all the neat things were
said about that individual and they couldn't hear a
thing. Need some more comments. Thanks to those who
have responded so far.
-Ralph Myrick ('51)
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>>From: James Johnson ('60)
Jim Hoff's ('57) story about seeing the Bomber
T-shirt in Stockholm reminded me of an experience I had
in Australia. While working in Melbourne in 1983 I took
an Easter holiday to Alice Springs. There are only two
things to do in Alice. One is to watch the Henley-On-
Todd Regatta, a race of bottomless boats made out of
beer cans and on a dry river (it should be pointed out
that in true Australian fashion they have to cancel the
boat race if it rains!). But since the Regatta is in
August I settled for the second most popular event, the
camel caravan. It's about a 3k jaunt, concluding at a
winery for a tasting and meal. I was in the back "seat"
of a two-humped camel (a sheila was in front) and from
the camel immediately behind us I heard distinctive
"yank" accents. After we got to the winery I learned
they were indeed Americans. Where are you from? "The
Pacific Northwest." Oh, really, what part? "Washington."
Oh, really, so am I. What city? "Kennewick!"
-James Johnson ('60) ~ Marietta, Georgia
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: John Brown, Jr. ('61)
Re: Now and Then
What an interesting question, which side of NOW is
THEN on? I like your answer and examples showing that
it goes both directions. I agree. Except that you can't
GET there from here because it either no longer exists
or doesn't exist yet. You can only THINK about it and
the only place in time that you can be to think about
it is the present. Like you said, there's no time like
the present. As a matter of fact, there's no other time
at all, except as neuron activity, or whatever it is,
in our brains.
Space, on the other hand, is a whole 'nother thing,
it's certainly possible to move through space. Since
space and time are, as I understand it, inseparable
within the dimensions that define our existence, how do
we get over THERE? Do we move through space trapped in
our NOW bubble? Each step I take is in the NOW no
matter how fast I run.
However, if I keep running faster, if that were
possible, and shortening the time that it takes me in
my little NOW bubble to get from A to B, eventually I
will arrive in no time at all. Then if I keep running
faster, I will arrive at my destination before I
started, thereby going backwards in time and that's not
possible because the past doesn't exist anymore.
Oh good grief! There must be some physicists out
there, didn't Einstein address some of this? What the
heck am I talking about!?
Leftovers come from poor planing.
To: Rick Maddy ('67)
If it's impossible for you to be suspended in the
NOW, where are you and how did you get there!?
-Lora Homme Page ('60) ~ Where is my puddle? I belong
in my puddle, not running around here in
space and time.
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>>From: Helen Cross Kirk ('62)
I want to extend my get well wishes and thinking
of you wishes to Kay Wier Fishback ('37 Bronco). I am
praying for you, as you were one of the first to teach
me to pray as one of my long time ago Sunday School
teachers at CUP. I also extend my best wishes to your
family, Alan ('61) and Roger ('62) who I remember well.
To: Lyndy Wheeler Myers ('62)
I am so sorry to learn of Vivian's daughter's
death. What a loss to any parent. I will write you to
get her email address, it is the least I can do.
And congratulations to Oma (Maren Smyth ('63 and '64)}.
It is so neat that you can be with your daughter at
this special time. I'm sure they all are so glad you
can be there with them. Enjoy.
-Helen Cross Kirk ('62) ~ W. Harrison, IN - where I
watched the sun set over the little lake tonight
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>>From: John Adkins ('62)
Re: Linda Reining ('64)
Did I read that right? Linda Reining ('64) was
"bear" in the bushes??
-John Adkins ('62)
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>>From: Gary Behymer ('64)
Re: Bomber Mascots
Jim Hoff ('57) said "..then went on to explain
that I had graduated from the only high school in the
U.S. that had the Bombers as a mascot."
Jim:
There are a number of other Bomber mascots (;-)Bomber Mascot Website
-Gary Behymer ('64)
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[NONE of the others have a mushroom cloud. -Maren]
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>>From: Greg Poynor ('66)
Tedd Cadd ('66) in the Alumni Sandstorm of 08/31/04
raises an interesting point, but the wrong question
("If a tree falls in the forest and there is nobody
there to hear it, does it make a sound?"). The question
should be, "If a husband is alone in the forest and his
wife is not there to hear it, is he still wrong?" Hmmm
-Greg Poynor ('66)
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[OF COURSE he's wrong... and/or it's his fault -Maren]
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>>From: Betti Avant ('69)
Jeff et al:
You were asking who let the dogs out in regards
to the picture of the gals from '72. Salina, KS just
passed an ordinance that went into effect 1 Sept,
that all pit bulls and even pit bull mixes must be
registered at the court house. They even made green
collars the dogs have to wear to identify them as "such
critters". A lot of people waited until the last minute
to do it so the lines were quite long yesterday. Some
owners even indicated they would bring them in to be
euthanized rather than license them, as it would be
cheaper to put them to sleep than license them. It just
takes a few dogs to make trouble to change things.
Bomber cheers,
-Betti Avant ('69) ~ Goodland, KS - where they lied
this week and it has been in the 90s
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/03/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (2am: 81° - 84% humidity)
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14 Bombers sent stuff:
Carole Clark ('54), Mike Clowes ('54)
Dean Enderle ('57), Jim Hoff ('57)
Linda Stewart ('57), Marlene Maness ('57WB)
George Swan ('59), Patti Jones ('60)
John Browne, Jr. ('61), Denny Johnson ('62WB)
Joe Ford ('63), Linda Reining ('64)
Shirley Collings ('66), Treg Owings ('76)
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>>From: Carole Clark Oien ('54)
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
Oh no, leftovers come from GOOD planning! You only have to
cook once and then use the microwave. You learn a lot in the
extra six years after graduation. Haha.
-Carole Clark Oien ('54)
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>>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54)
Re: Now
After reading the several learned discussions on the
concepts of now, then, here and there; I wonder how many
Bombers have studied at the feet of the great master Prof.
Irwin Corey ("World's Foremost Expert"). Except that the
concept of "there" does not apply in Oakland, CA, for Gertrude
Stein has already stated that "There is no there, there."
Wandering minds want to know,
-Bob Carlson, aka Mike Clowes ('54)
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>>From: Dean Enderle ('57)
Re: Places where Bombers meet
I noticed a couple of recent entries about encountering
Bomber related items (Jim Hoff's ('57) bomber T-shirt in
Sweden, etc).
Anyway it reminded me of a time back in 1972 I was with
some Army guys sitting in a roof top bar in Kunsan, South
Korea and I asked one of them where he was from and he replied
"you probably never heard of it but it is Pasco, Washington
State" I then told him I came from Richland and another guy in
the group exclaimed "thats where I am from", turns out he
graduated a couple of years after me but we had a few laughs
talking about the "good/bad old days in the Tri-City area.
Just goes to show there are Bombers all over the place.
-Dean Enderle ('57)
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>>From: Jim Hoff ('57)
Re: Bombers and Stockholm
I stand corrected on the issue of only school with the
mascot of "Bomber", but I did also explain to him that it went
with the symbol of the mushroom cloud. I am sure he was every
bit as confused as anyone would be from a foreign country
talking about school mascot, atomic weapons development, WWII
etc. I have a Doctor friend who thinks the fusion (hydrogen
bomb) came before the fission (atomic bomb).
-Jim Hoff ('57)
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>>From: Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57)
Re: Agate Hunting
My cousin is coming from Indiana for his '54' reunion and
Club 40. He has expressed an interest in hunting agates while
he is here. Are there any such places left that do not have
a housing development on top of them? I would appreciate any
help in that direction.
Thanks,
-Linda Stewart Nicholson ('57)
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>>From: Marlene Maness Mulch ('57WB)
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
"What The #&*$!? Do We Know?" is a movie that is playing
locally that addresses the questions you raise.
The web site for the movie is http://www.whatthebleep.com
A review I read states that it is "a documentary about
the confluence of leading-edge science-- quantum physics,
molecular biology, neurobiology-- with spirituality. All bound
together with state-of-the-art, high-action animated special
effects." The leading actress is Marlee Matlin.
I was personally disappointed in the movie but everyone
else is raving about it. If you see it let me know what you
think.
-Marlene Maness Mulch ('57WB)
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>>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Re: The NOW of OLD and YOUNG
Today was the opening day of Forest Grouse Hunting
Season when old men, accompanied by their old dog
(sometimes not so old), take their comfortable old
hunting vest and cherished old shotgun and drive the
familiar old pickup to the usual old canyon in the
mountains and trudge through the favorite old Grouse
thickets. However, they're not really concerned if
they get old Mr. Grouse or not. They're just intent on
losing themselves with their best friend in the old
ways and memories of other times. A good thing too.
I didn't see a grouse nor fire a shot. But I had a
wonderful day so color me happy as in "Happy Pappy."
Darby, my Yellow Lab, had a good one also. I swear,
once she realized that we were going hunting, she had
a smile on her face. September 1 is the harbinger of
various hunting seasons every year in Washington State.
It is the date that I begin looking forward to the very
day after the previous hunting season closed.
I think the happiness sprang from a day of hunting
(something that I really love doing), watching the
dog work (something that she really loves doing), and
pondering the concept of "OLD." No doubt about it, I
am getting OLD. Well, maybe not OLD but OLDER, as in
no longer "YOUNG." There are "signs," signs like an
occasional stumble, getting tired a little sooner, and
aches and pains that never used to be there. But, I
believe that OLD is a "relative" term. I used to be
YOUNGER than most of my relatives. NOW (there's that
concept again), I am OLDER than most of my relatives.
And, even though I am OLDER, I am NOW actually happier
than when I was YOUNGER because I think that I have
developed a deeper fondness and appreciation for my
life-long interests. It's not so much of a passion
anymore but more of a contentment.
In two weeks, on the weekend of September 18 and
19, it will all come together, both YOUNG and OLD, when
I take my grandkids on the Youth Hunting Weekend. That,
NOW, annual weekend is one of the greatest concepts
developed by the Washington Department of Fish and
Wildlife for the youth of our state to learn and
develop a lifelong outdoor activity. Similar to the
special free fishing weekend in springtime and the
youth deer hunting seasons in October, the Youth
Hunting weekend allows only young people under 16
years of age to hunt Upland Game Birds and Waterfowl
without adult competition but under non-hunting adult
supervision. The kids must have completed Hunter
Education training and have a valid Washington State
hunting license for small game. I have been an
outdoorsman my entire life because my dad took me along
and showed me how. I did the same for my daughter and
NOW, I am doing the same for my grandkids because I
believe that a kid raised to enjoy and respect the
outdoors is one less kid on the streets getting into
trouble.
-George "Happy Pappy" Swan ('59)
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>>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60)
The Puget Sound area luncheon will be hosted by
Tom Hughes ('56) while I am away at Club 40. Hoped Tom
would make Club 40 but his busy life will allow him
time to host the luncheon. Any questions email Tom at
Re: South Puget Sound Area/Fife luncheon
DATE: September 12, 2004
COFFEE TIME: 11:30am
LUNCH TIME: 12:30pm
WHERE: Fife Bar and Grill
In between Goodyear Tire and Day's Inn
PHONE: (253) 922-9555
ADDRESS: 3025 Pacific Highway E., Fife, WA
I-5 North, Exit 136 B (Port of Tacoma)
I-5 South Exit 136
Turn left on Pacific Highway. E.
PRICE: Price range $10.00 - $14.50 includes drink and tip
All Bomber Spouses and Friends are welcome!
Bombers Have Fun
-Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - The
weather is definitely not boring. The crew of the
Lady Washington I'm sure are delighted as she
arrived here in Commencement Bay as the wind was
perfect for her sailing.
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>>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Re: Bubble bubble...
To Lora Homme Page ('60): Hey- isn't your "NOWBubble" another
term for "Space"? It seems like there's no Time without
Movement, since, otherwise, how could you tell? If there's
no Movement, then there's no Space, either, since Movement
describes Space, which actually doesn't exist on its own- it's
just a convenient name for "a place that didn't exist until
something moved in and filled it up". Einstein DID say
something about "going faster"... how time slows down the
faster you go. So, if you could go the speed of Light, then,
maybe, you could examine the Universe in No Time at All- which
would mean that your "NOWBubble" would include Everything
(except Nothing, which has no attributes or conditions...
but you need it, anyhow- else where are you going to PUT
"Everything"?) Yes... Everything depends upon Nothing-
nothing, at all... ^.. ^
ps I look forward to leftovers- so maybe it's "poor planning"
when there isn't any. ^..^
-John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA
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>>From: Denny Johnson ('62WB)
Re: Maren's insertion into the "is he still wrong?" question
I refer to the standard list of spousal responses:
Referencing husband's response #2: "yes dear"
This response is only 2nd because #1 is so pre-eminent: "yes,
dear..of course, you're RIGHT dear"
Reminding all of you fellows out there... there are several
things that supersede the importance of a Muncie 4 speed or a
57" HDTV plasma/projection/whatever-
One is a VIKING computerized sewing machine, and the other is
ANY kitchen appliance that offers convenience along with an
upscale "gourmet kitchen" appearance.
Once we men are trained to prioritize... any relationship is
salvageable.
-Denny Johnson ('62WB)
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>>From: Joe Ford ('63)
Folks;
Regarding the exchange between Orrin Pilkey ('52) and Michael
Waggoner ('60), I have a couple of comments:
The Lake Missoula floods are one of the great phenomena of the
Northwest. As an enthusiastic lay geology buff, I'm looking
forward to the Lake Missoula Flood trail. It's interesting to
read Orrin Pilkey's comments think that the sediment carried
down the Columbia as the result of the floods eventually
came to rest so far out in the Pacific. For examples of Lake
Missoula shorelines, as noted in the NY Times article, take
yourself to Missoula itself, and look up at the mountain-side
to the north (if memory serves) of downtown. There are
literally dozens of terraces marking the various shorelines of
the lake as its level rose and fell behind the glacial dam.
I like to imagine standing on the top of Rattlesnake or Badger
or some other safe high point when a head of water dozens or
hundreds of feet high came down from Spokane, slowing and
ponding around Pasco, backing up to Walla Walla and Prosser,
and gnawing its way through Wallula Gap.
Wonderful commentary on the Sandstorm.
BTW, do a Google search for Orrin Pilkey or Michael Waggoner.
We're in distinguished company here.
Best and warmest greetings to all.
-Joe Ford ('63)
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>>From: Linda Reining ('64)
To: John Adkins ('62)
you funny. *grin*
-Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - too blasted HOT--over
100 for the rest of the week!!!!
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From: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66)
**EXTRA**EXTRA**READ ALL ABOUT IT**
From 9/2/04 TCHerald
"George Brunstad, Bomber class of 1952, became the oldest
person to swim the English Channel. He turned 70 on 8/26/04.
Two days later, he swam across the Channel, becoming the
oldest person to swim the 21-mile stretch of water.
A deeply religious man, Brunstad and many other members of
his church have spent time in the town of Hinche, Haiti, where
the church sponsors an orphanage. Many young children there
lose their parents to the AIDS epidemic.
"One evening 15 months ago, I was drifting off to sleep
and a thought came to mind," he said. "I pictured myself as an
old man and there was an opportunity to do something and I
didn't do anything about it."
That something was to help build a new orphanage, school,
medical clinic and church for the children
Through Brunstad's swim, he would raise money for that
project. There is even a Web site, www.channelhopeforhaiti.org
put up by the Center of Hope.
He never expected the response he's gotten. But he
understands it.
"I've taken human performance where it's never been
before," he said. "Nobody can conceive a 70-year-old [(even a
Richland Bomber -Shirley)] doing it. I just thank God.:
More importantly, to this point he's raised $11,000 for
Center of Hope Project.
TCHerald Article
Picture of George while he is swimming the Channel
Current picture of George
Hopefully fellow Bombers are able to help George in his pursuit,
-Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) ~ Richland
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>>From: Treg Owings ('76)
I went to the mascot page and reread all the goings on when
we had the 10.5 foot bomb in '81. What ever happened to that
bomb? Also, did the school board get re-elected who voted to
not accept that gift?
-Treg Owings ('76)
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[Treg -- NOT 1981 -- more like 2001. -Maren]
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/04/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (Now: 77° - 78% humidity)
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18 Bombers sent stuff:
Anna May Wann ('49), Betty Hiser ('49)
Jim Jensen ('50), Charlotte Carlson ('52)
Dore Tyler ('53), John Bruntlett ('54)
Laura Dean Kirby ('55), Spencer Hinson ('56)
Max Sutton ('57), George Swan ('59)
Joanne Rolph ('59), Lora Homme ('60)
Mike Lewis ('60), Jay Siegel ('61)
Tim Avedovech ('61), Anita Cleaver ('63)
Pam Ehinger ('67), Vicki Owens ('72)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Richard Johnson ('55)
BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Rick Southam ('80)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
Click the event you want to know more about.
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>>From: Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
Re: Club 40 reunion
Karol Brimhall Smith ('56) and I are signing up people to
help us on the registration desk Friday and Saturday evening.
Hopefully you would have just a one hour shift – Friday we are
operating from 4:30 to 9:00 and Saturday from 4:30 to 7:30.
If you can, or would, help us will you please let me know.
Karol doesn't have e-mail so I am your only alternative. Karol
has everything nicely organized so it should be an easy and fun
job. We do have some people already volunteering for the 4:30
shift, but if you can help "whenever" we will use you.
Karol would also like a couple of "big" guys to help direct
traffic as there is only one door into the room and we want to
keep people moving instead of congregating in the doorway.
Please e-mail if you can help.
-Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
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>>From: Betty Hiser Gulley ('49)
Re: Finding Bombers in Strange Places
I was an adult member of the Civil Air Patrol (CAP) and
attended a conference in San Francisco in 1956 (during an
earthquake that was rattling the entire city and aftershocks
lasted about 4 days). We were standing in line to register. I
handed my registration card to a gal and when she looked at it
and poked the guy next to her in the ribs and said, "Here is
that town you told me to look for." I looked up and there was
Jim Massey ('46 or '47). I could not remember his first name but
I said to him, "I know your last name is Massey - and I also
know that you are not Pinhead." Pinhead (Delbert) was in the
same class as Jim but they were not related.
Re: Congratulations to George Brunstad ('52)
I used to work with his mother, Helen, when I worked for GE
in Purchasing in the 700 Area.
Re: Richland Arrival
On September 14, 1944I started to Richland on the train with
my mother, sister, and 6 other people from the small town I
lived in (Kings Mills, OH). We arrived on September 17 in Pasco
and my dad was there to meet us. They had just finished building
our house ("A" House in the 500 block of Duane - now Goethals).
Our furniture arrived and Housing discovered that we had bedbugs
so they fumigated the house before we moved in September 21 (4
days before the start up of B Reactor - my father - Floyd Hiser
- was there when B started up - he told us if people ever found
out what they were making at the plant the world would be
shocked and that is all he ever said) during a good old
"termination wind". We were going across the Yakima River bridge
and you could not even see the bridge. School was 2 weeks late
starting - train loads of people were coming in - one trainload
alone was from Denver. I was supposed to go to school at Lewis
and Clark. An overload of 5th and 8th graders so they sent me to
Jefferson - just completed construction and the gym was loaded
with boxes. In 2 weeks 72 students were packed in one room so
they sent some of us over to Sacajawea (OLD Sacy) and 120
students showed up - 2 rooms. They sent us home and told us to
come back the next day. They decided to split us up into 4
classes - I ended up going to school from 1:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m.
(just in time to miss the 5 o'clock bus). At Christmas break
they told me to report to Lewis and Clark as they would have the
new addition finished. HO HO. I went to school for the remainder
of the '44-'45 school year from 1 to 5 p.m. What did I learn in
the 8th grade - not a whole lot.
The good Lord willing and the crick (creek) don't rise I
will have lived in Richland for 60 years on September 21.
-Betty Hiser Gulley 49er ~ south/government Richland - where it
has cooled way down - I had to sleep with a light
blanket last night. I will warm up for the Club 40
doin's though.
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>>From: Jim Jensen ('50)
Re: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) posting of 9-3-04 about
George Brunstad ('52)
Outstanding! The last time I saw George was in 1950. He was
somewhat tall for his age, wore a pleasant expression and was a
generally affable guy. What a life of positive contributions. I
raise my congratulatory glass (of de-caf Coca-Cola) to George
and express my thanks to Shirley for sharing the article and
pictures with us.
Re: Now
It has been a kick reading all of the Bomber comments on
"now." I never studied philosophy in or out of school. For
that reason I'm certain that I'm out of my depth in even
contemplating on any element of the subject. Still, as I read
the comments (many, in my opinion, learned) I wonder why no one
mentions physical evidence. If the past is purely a metaphysical
recollection how does one explain the absolute fact that the
pyramids and other physical forms of evidence clearly establish
that something "physical" - not imaginary - existed a very long
time ago? Further, that human life had a great deal to do with
the creation of such forms of evidence? What am I missing?
Bomber cheers to all from Katy, TX, a land that "enjoys" the
same searing heat and unbearable humidity as Louisiana - where
Maren is hangin' out.
-Jim Jensen ('50)
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>>From: Charlotte Carlson Terry ('52)
Re: Meeting Bombers in odd places
This topic reminded me that when my husband and I went to
Hawaii (Maui) we called to have a car delivered so we could take
the trip to Hana. A young man delivered it (we were in Lahina)
and we chatted with him on the way back to drop him off at the
rental agency - he said he was from Richland, WA - I said, me
too, long story short, his UNCLE Jack Dawson ('52) and I went to
school together from 6th grade thru Hi School!!!!
Yes, it's a small world.
To: Maren
Congrats on the new grandchild - they are too wonderful for
words - enjoy!!
To: George Brunstad ('52)
Congratulations fellow '52 Bomber - what an accomplishment,
and what a wonderful reason to do it. We were in Wood Shop
together, remember??
-Charlotte Carlson Terry ('52) ~ Prescott, AZ
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>>From: Dore Tyler ('53)
Re: Strange Bomber meetings
While on army leave during my 2+ years of vacation in
Germany (US Army, 1/28/55 th Mid Dec, '57) I was traveling
between Hamburg Germany and Copenhagen when a very insistent
GI, in uniform tried to force his way into our very crowded
railroad car. I was about to administer a lesson in RR etiquette
when I recognized him as Don Jenne ('52).
The train crossed The Baltic by virtue of the cars being
pushed onto a trainship at Kiel, Germany and pulled off at the
south end of Zealand (Denmark).
It would have been far more interesting during daylight and
being sober.
Incidentally, Don and I had a nice chat.
Years later I (and my former spouse) had the pleasure of
purchasing a new TV set the day of New Years eve '62 or '63
from Don (then manager at the Rainier Beach, Seattle, House of
Values.)
-Dore Tyler ('53)
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>>From: John Bruntlett ('54)
Re: Class of '54 50th Reunion Registrations
The number of 1954 classmates registered for the 50th
Reunion has passed the century mark. As of September 2nd there
are 103 registered. A list of those registered is available on a
link from the 1954 Class web page: RichlandBombers.1954.tripod.com
-John Bruntlett ('54) ~ Cheney, WA
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>>From: Laura Dean Kirby ('55)
Happy Birthday to classmate Richard Johnson ('55). You
finally caught up with me! Hope Texas is treating you well and
that you have a wonderful birthday. RS 11 We'll miss you next
weekend at the Club 40 reunion. Billie says "Hi". Laura Dean '55
in Richland on a cloudy day.
-Laura Dean Kirby ('55)
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>>From: Spencer Hinson ('56)
Beth Pederson ('61) recently released her first solo CD
"Everything Must Change". Three other CD's that Beth and Cinde
Borup made are now available. The two of them performed for many
years thoughout the Northwest and Canada. You can visit Beth's
website at: www.highmoonmusic.com
-Spencer Hinson ('56)
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>>From: Max Sutton ('57)
To: George "Pappy" Swan (59)
Pappy, I couldn't agree with you more about the outdoors. I've
been going with my Dad, my sons, and my wife for over 50 years
now. I haven't been in three years because of my knees but that
is over with new replacements. Really looking forward to this
year. We raised and field trialed Brittany Spaniels for years.
Even had a couple of Dual Chs. in the bunch, but now it's just
me and an old Lab named Cody. We both hunt about each other's
speed, but we'll get there.
-Max Sutton ('57)
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>>From: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Re: What is Stucco?
All of the mind bending philosophical discussions and
thoughts about nonsense song titles of late have stirred up my
gray matter, both on top and inside of my cranial facility.
Thinking, although minuscule, stirs the inside while scratching
my head for answers musses up the outside but I never comb it
much anyway. I am still reeling from that question posed years
ago by the learned, Bill Cosby, "Why is There Air?" I myself
have long pondered, what undoubtedly must be one of life's
greatest questions, "If you were going down a stream in a
rowboat and all of the wheels fell off, how many pancakes would
it take to stucco a doghouse?" Just recently, I have completed
my calculations, considerations, and an extended vision quest
resulting in excessive hallucinations to arrive at my considered
solution (secret recipe), which is -- about six bags of mortar,
twelve dozen brown farm-fresh eggs, several ladles of Alpaca
moo, 42 slices of individually wrapped goat cheese, 7.627 cups
of finely chopped jalapeno peppers, and a tiny pinch of baking
powder -- because the ice cream defrosted anyway.
-George "Pappy" Swan ('59) ~ Burbank, WA -- Where Mrs. Pappy
went to town for breakfast and Rooster Cogburn and his
ladies are having rather stiff pancakes for breakfast this
morning near the little puddle (AKA Pappy's Puddle) in the
driveway near the peach tree in front of the tall corn but
not too far from Pappy Swan's Great Punkin Patch. Eat your
heart out, Charley Brown!
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>>From: Sunnie Andress, aka Joanne Rolph ('59)
To: Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64)
Yes, Nancy, I know it has been hot, dry, humid, hot, hot,
etc. in many places this year! Places that are usually at least
a bit cooler or at least less humid in the summer! Our children
and grandchildren in Oregon, Washington and California have
complained about the heat and the dry (or humid) weather out
West. (and everything being brown!)
We have been in Vermont now for about 11 years... and this
is one of the strangest summers we've had. I love the cool
weather (I'm not a summer person!) but feel sorry for those
either who live here, or those who come intending to enjoy our
usually nice summer weather to swim, boat on Lake Memphremagog,
camp, cycle and hike. Also we have a short growing season so
cold weather during the summer causes garden problems. We have
had a lot of rain so everything is beautifully green... but
perhaps you heard about the PHISH concert a couple of weeks ago.
That concert brought between 68,000 and 70,000 people to our
little area and the rain made the fields where the concert was
held a sea of mud! We felt sorry for those who had traveled far
to see this concert... the last for the PHISH group... and we
had heavy rain for at least two of the 4 days folks were here.
Last week I actually turned on the heat in the house for
a couple of days!!! It was so cold we were wearing extra
clothes... and this is August!!! Really strange. I do wish I
could send some of the rain to all you folks who are sizzling or
steaming in the heat. Autumn is on its way here... some of the
trees in the woods are beginning to turn those beautiful colours
of reds and golds. We reach peak foliage season in early October.
Hope it will be a little cooler for you soon!
-Sunnie Andress, aka Joanne Rolph ('59)
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: Carole Clark Oien ('54) and John Brown, Jr. ('61)
Re: Leftovers - A topic I'm a lot more familiar with than time,
space, here, there, etc.
In my opinion, the value of leftovers is entirely dependent
on two things: quality and quantity. That is, the quality of the
cook and the quantity of what's left. You both are obviously
better cooks than me and have that talent which has eluded me,
to plan ahead for more than one meal. Not to imply that there
aren't other talents which have eluded me, but that's another
topic.
I never seem to prepare precisely the right amount to come
out even. No matter how many whole meals I manage, there is
always that little bit left that's too much to throw away and
not enough to keep. So, of course, I keep it. It goes in the
refrigerator where it stays until it turns green, begins to ooze
ominously over the side of the dish, and leers at me when I open
the door or, in desperation, I ruthlessly throw out perfectly
good stuff because I need the room in the refrigerator. (For all
you righteous conservers out there, my mother has already given
me the lecture on the starving of the world so please don't. I
tried giving some leftover macaroni and cheese to the Red Cross
one time and the guy made a horrid face and slammed the door.
Re: Bubble bubble toil and trouble... or something like that.
Nope, my bubble isn't another term for space, John. It's
a bubble of NOW. Space exists independent of time and is an
entirely separate dimension. Just as height is separate from
width, depth is separate from flatness, and like that. Or maybe
not.
And now you've added Everything and Nothing to Now and Then,
and Time and Space. I had enough trouble with NOW! You ask where
am I going to "PUT 'Everything'?" Hummm. Heh heh heh.
-Lora Homme Page ('60) - Wondering is it's really my
responsibility to find a place to put Everything.
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>>From: Mike Lewis ('60)
On the now and then and the bubbles in space and time. When
relativity was first invented it was assumed it would take many
generations to adapt to it, but nothing could be farther from
the truth: most living organisms are already familiar with what
was once a goal of mathematics -- making the equations covariant
so they made sense.
It turns out that schools of fishes and flocks of birds sweep
around and turn in essentially instantaneous transition because
their resonance in the electric field is so wideband and tight
they communicate vast amounts of information about what they
are doing to the rest of the flock. They--and we--already are
adapted to the fact that it takes electric field waves and the
information they carry some nonzero time to reach one organism
from another. We just learn to confuse it with artifice and lose
track of it the natural truth. Look at basketball. How can a
player know which team another player is on who is behind him
among several? He's resonant with the team and knows the nature
and spectrum of opposition. On the court, the team gets to
resonating like a flock of birds and turns as a whole unit. I
could only do that at moments which were unpredictable for me
but watching the teams is very enjoyable now. That's one reason
I read the Sandstorm email avidly, it's good to reminisce
however slowly with people I knew and remember.
Species resonance is just like with sound waves. When we see
lightning, or when Larry Mattingly ('60) sets off a loud flash
bomb in the sky on the 4th and we see the flash, we know easily
that it is the boom following it that started toward us when
the flash occurred. The same thing is true for light, it's just
faster.
It takes like about six millionths of a second to travel a mile,
and there are many chemical events in us that happen in much
less time than that. The idea of species should be familiar, it
is the same as the glow, or aura, that some mysticists talk
about.
If one has it backward and thinks the light comes from the
future, that tends to leave us surrounded by a mysteriously
obstructive sphere which could be confusing. But almost nobody
naïve, such as children, is every confused about species.
One last point: species is a word in international finance where
bankers pride themselves on being tigers, lions, and so on. If
one describes one exhausted self as "spent" it's fairly accurate
to say he or she has lost something of the human species to the
cunning and shrewd. Others become sophisticated at keeping their
species in a safe.
-Mike Lewis Col-Hi 1960 where I spent my senior year reading
nothing but science fiction.
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>>From: Jay Siegel ('61)
Re: Does anyone remember?
I have been laid up recuperating from rotator cuff repair
and have had considerable time available to contemplate the
years gone by. A name popped into my mind the other day along
with a vaguely remembered picture of a pert pony tail. Does
anyone remember Mary Ellen Duffy? She didn't go to high school,
so it would have probably been either Chief Jo or Jason Lee that
I knew her from.
It would be nice to put this long remembered individual into
the right time frame in my life.
Clear blue skies and warm, gentle breezes,
-Jay Siegel ('61)
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>>From: Tim Avedovech ('61)
Re: What the Bleep
I had this e-mail written out, and accidentally hit some
button and lost the whole message.
SO I try again.
I saw the movie "What the Bleep" when I was in a Pacesetter
Leadership Dynamics course run by PSI Seminars. I thought the
movie was slow, in the beginning. As the movie progressed, I saw
what it was truly about, and it just got better and better. The
movie is about how we live our lives. When I say that, I don't
mean that we live our life exactly as they do in the movie, I'm
talking about the resistance and thought patterns we experience,
and how we handle this. Their reflection of this in the movie is
actually very well done.
When the movie came out at a theater in the Arizona State
University district, I thought it would last a week or so.
However, the next week it was still there, and the next, and the
next, and now I believe 3 months later it is still running. Most
people who see it, get it, and I think this is why people keep
flocking to see this movie.
However, I almost walked out in the very beginning of this movie
because I am an impatient person, and it seems that when a movie
starts out slow, that is it for the rest of the movie. This one
just progressed from slow to excellent as time went on. Since
most people see what is really going on in this movie, I would
encourage anyone to go check it out. It's "different". If anyone
has had a chance to experience the personal growth seminars run
by PSI Seminars, then absolutely you must go see it. It truly
rocks your mind as you see your whole thought processes and
internal resistance visually manifested on a movie screen very
cleverly.
-Tim Avedovech ('61)
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>>From: Anita Cleaver Heiling ('63)
Re: Missoula Floods
To: Joe Ford ('63)
Regarding the Missoula floods a friend of ours wrote a
book (along with John Eliot Allen and Sam Sargent) entitled
"Cataclysms on the Columbia." We live on Rocky Butte here in
Portland and a geologist found sandy river soil up here when
we were driving piles for our house. (We're 600 feet above sea
level) She gave us her book after we were telling her about the
soil.
Interesting book. Enjoy.
-Anita Cleaver Heiling ('63)
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>>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen ('67)
Re: Agate Hunting
Bickilton use to be a great place for the red agates and
Then there is the almighty Ellensburg Blue but you have to know
what you're looking for to find them! I've been agate hunting
ever since I was old enough to walk. My grandparents were rock
hound and made Jewelry and they even sold it to several of the
stores in the Old Uptown! This was way back when! But those are
just a couple of places. The Beaches over by Seattle are great
too!
Good Hunting!
Bombers Rule
Pam Ehinger Nassen (The Blue Ribbon Class of '67)
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>>From: Vicki Owens ('72)
To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Sorry I'm so late in responding to Pappy's prose! My
personal road trip continues, as I'm trying to see as many
people in as many places as possible before I fly back to Uganda
in less than two weeks. That makes my email access sporadic, at
best. I'm presently in Pullman, Washington, my third hometown
(since a friend just pointed out to me that I've now lived in
Kampala even longer than in Richland, with Pullman a distant
third (19, 18 and 12 years, respectively).
I'm so glad to learn that you weren't calling one of us road
trip girls a dog! ;-) The cute, lion-like creature in the bushes
is none other than Teddy MacKenzie, personal and familial
watchdog and pet of Remy Neill MacKenzie ('72WB). The camera
seems to have brought him nearer than he actually was, and you
were right, we didn't notice him! Hey, we were too busy sucking
in our stomachs and trying to look like "babes"!
Thanks to all of you who shared our road trip through
pictures and notes, most of which were off line. There may be
enough interest for us to plan our next road trip in a
convertible Greyhound!
-Vicki Owens ('72) ~ presently shivering in Pullman and dreaming
of the warmth of Kampala
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/05/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (3am today: 79° - 83% humidity)
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10 Bombers sent stuff:
Dick Roberts ('49), Dick Pierard ('52)
Lora Homme ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Ed Quigley ('62), Maren Smyth ('63 & '64)
L. Tom Coleman ('66), Shirley Collings ('66)
Annie Peterson ('69), Barb Belcher ('72)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Carolyn Halstead ('61WB)
BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jeanie Hutchins ('62)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
Click the event you want to know more about.
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>>From: Richard "Dick" Roberts ('49)
Re: Meeting Bombers in strange places
Reminds me when we had a my retirement celebration in Hawaii
in 1988 with the whole fam damily. Coming off of flight from
California to Hawaii and walking down the concourse to the
baggage claim, here's George Gillette ('47) and his family
getting ready to board for home. We had a moment to make sure
it wasn't mistaken identity, passed greetings and bon voyage.
-Richard "Dick" Roberts ('49) ~ Grover Beach, CA - where it has
been sunny, balmy and starting to get wild as the
San Joaquin Valley empties for the beach and the
dunes this holiday weekend.
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>>From: Dick Pierard ('52)
Reading Betty Hiser Gulley's ('49) account of her arrival in
Richland reminded me that the 60th anniversary of Burt's ('59)
and my arrival passed during the summer as well. It was a hot
day in the middle of July when we came to Hanford with our
Mother and were met by our Dad. He had gone west from Chicago in
January to work at this top secret government project. He had
left the car with our aunt (his sister) since Mom could not
drive, and purchased a house trailer in which we would live
until he could arrange to have it and us brought out to Hanford.
He hired a young fellow who was going to work at Hanford to
drive the tiny trailer with a distraught mother with two
energetic boys, aged 10 and 3 1/2, all the way to distant
Washington. We started out in early June and it was a journey of
epic proportions, as the recapped tires we had on the 1937 Dodge
pulling a heavy trailer kept blowing out on the blistering heat
of the Midwestern highways. We finally were marooned in a town
in western Iowa and the driver went on by train to his job at
the project. Dad pulled every string he could to get some new
tires for the car from the ration board (not an easy task in
those wartime days), and finally we were able to get started
again with a new driver. This time we traveled at night and
slept in the day, and after 3 or 4 days on the road we finally
made it and were ensconced in the our new home, the massive
Hanford trailer park. Living there was another story in itself,
but I have chattered long enough.
-Dick Pierard ('52)
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: George "Pappy" Swan ('59)
Re: Why there is air
There is air, "Pappy," to fill your little NOW bubble so
that it doesn't collapse in and crush you. I believe this is
know as The Big Crunch in astronomical circles.
To: Jim Jensen ('50)
Re: Physical Stuff in the NOW
Like you, Jim, I never studied philosophy or physics so I
was going to abandon NOW to the mathematicians who know what
they're talking about. But then you brought up physical stuff,
matter, which caught me back into brain strain.
Time exists so it must, by definition, pass. It's just that
human beings are each riding the current, trapped in their own
NOW bubble busily affecting matter which cannot be destroyed. It
can be changed, but not destroyed. The builders of the pyramids
built them in their own NOW and they exist as ruins at this
point in time in our NOW.
According to those folks who should know, all creation
is ruled by mathematical laws which are irrevocable and
irrefutable. Our understanding of those laws changes and grows,
but the laws do not. It seems to me, then, that mathematics must
be God's language and those people who "speak math" can learn
about creation and interpret for us who don't.
At least up to the present time, (NOW, if you will) nobody
can escape his own personal NOW bubble, the past and future
existing only as thoughts. Maybe some future Einstein will
discover that the "physical" past and future exist somewhere
and find a way for us to get there, I fervently hope so!
I personally believe that, based on human history, if we,
meaning mankind, can think it, we will eventually find a way to
do it. At one time, most people believed that we'd never get
off the ground. "If God wanted us to fly, He'd have given us
wings." That has only been a very short time ago, historically
speaking, but we're now contemplating the very real possibility
of exploration of outer space!
I remember when only a very few people were even aware
of the concept of computers but today I'm sitting here
communicating with anyone in the world who has the equipment
and desire to log on to the Sandstorm. Someone thought it so
someone eventually did it.
And that's the way we are.
-Lora Homme Page ('60) - Sitting here thinking I'd like to jump
into the future to see where we're going and what
we'll find there!
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>>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Re: Agates
My see-through "potato" is still with me... a knobby fistful
of amber, with casting marks & internal bubbles, like the eyes
of a spud, intact, barely weathered down from a short tumble
along the bed of the mighty Columbia, from a basalt casting
somewhere upstream of the old Richland Ferry. I picked it up on
a fishing trip with a friend, Jerry Kelly, around 1959. My guess
is that many more might turn up, especially at low water, on the
gravel bars between Ringgold and Pasco. Fishing at the base of
the flume that emptied just downstream of the ferry was how
I happened to notice a response to electric field effects on
waterfowl, that flew up from the river in the evening, and at
some point lifted up, as a group, as if they were being pulled
straight up, to fly in a great arc over the power lines. Since
every flight of birds acted the same at about the same
distance from the wires, I decided that they could "feel" the
electricity, and flew upward to avoid it. Years later, in the
Siskiyous, an old Polish prospector who lived in a cabin near
the top of a hill where power lines swept low, showed me his
"electrical system"-which was a 50 gallon drum full of scrap-
iron, with old copper household service wire wrapped around it,
running down, under his house, to his porch- where he had a 12V
light bulb that stayed on all the time. "I read out here,
mostly", he told me. He had a little platinum placer that he
worked, just to keep his scene "legal"... he had been a mining
engineer in Europe, before WWII... and he knew some stuff. I got
my first taste of Bickleton agate a year ago last May, when my
wife and I were coming back from the Wa Native Plant Society
"study weekend" in Richland. Our Sunday field trip took us to
Bickleton to view flowers and plants peculiar to the Bickleton
lithosols... and we left from there to start home, heading
toward Goldendale. About halfway there, we noticed a nice patch
of flowers behind a tumbledown barbed wire fence, and stopped to
look more closely. The patch of ground was stony, and had never
been plowed for that reason; and it also offered little in the
way of grasses, which had probably kept the cows away, and
allowed the flowers to grow unhindered. There were 2 species of
camas, and owl-clover, and some lovely buckwheat flowers, and...
agates! I'd never seen big,fat agates, sitting in the place
they'd grown, and weathered out of the surrounding basalt,
before! I picked up 2 or 3 before I realized what I was seeing.
After that I just looked around, marveling... it was like a
museum experience... a bit of the Wild West, like it had been,
way back (Waaaay back). The agates were dark orange, with
reddish zones, with spherical pits, not weathered much. There
was also a lot of beautiful orange quartz fist-sized rocks all
over- along the road, etc.- and I took about a gallon of them
with us. I found another whopping agate, kinda like my "potato",
out by the fence near the showers at the campground near Horn
Rapids- the place with the off-road track, and pink phlox
growing everywhere (in May), on that same trip. There's
beautiful petrified wood and glassy-looking "fossilized(?)"
stuff across from Vantage, in the old diatomite diggings,
there... and the Beezley Hills, West of Ephrata. There's a book
on Wa rock-hounding, by a fellow named Lanny Ream, that's worth
its weight in quartz crystals for the specific details, incl
trails, roadcuts, etc that he discusses.
To: Mike Lewis ('60)
I claim the same malady... musta been right behind you,
working through those storybooks, from Asimov to Van Vogt.
Surely we have warped our species in similar fashion, to
some good (yet unexplicated) purposes... surely (not just
knuckledraggers on the holodeck).
To: Laura Homme Page ('60)
Space without Time? What separates your Now Bubble from
everything else? Is yours different from everybody else's?
Or, are we all in this together? hmmm... this could get...
political...
^..^
-John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA
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>>From: Ed Quigley ('62)
For JB, Pappy and others concerned with. . ."Now"
While considering all the points you guys are bringing up,
something began "niggling" my memory, and sent me scrambling
to the book shelves, where I found something for you! From
"The Space Child's Mother Goose", by Frederick Winsor:
"Probable-Possible, my black hen,
She lays eggs in the Relative When.
She doesn't lay eggs in the Positive Now
Because she's unable to Postulate How."
And:
"There was a man in our town,
An Astrophysicist,
Who found a place
In Hyperspace
By just a twist of wrist.
But when he sought the Nearer Now
And gave another twist,
He found that he'd
Become somehow
A cyberneticist."
("HYPERSPACE: Regular space is high and wide; Hyperspace is just
outside.")
If you can find a copy of this wonderful little book that I
scored somewhere back in the late '60s, you'll find that it's
full of wonderful little illustrations, to go with the poems!
-Ed Quigley ('62)
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>>From: Maren Smyth ('63 & '64)
Re: Hurricanes
I know all these recent hurricanes are awful.. It frustrates
me that weather people don't talk about EITHER Hurricane Betsy
(1965) or Hurricane Camille (1969) any more - both category 5
hurricanes. I think they're too young to remember.
We moved from Richland to Louisiana in 1964, so Hurricane
Betsy was the first for me. I was visiting my future in-laws in
Buras, LA, when we all evacuated for Betsy. We spent the night
at the Holiday Inn in Metairie, LA, watching the Miss America
pageant {9/9/65). I proudly told all my future in-laws that
Kippy Brinkman ('62) was in the pageant, that I knew her, and
that she was a Richland Bomber... I "made" them come watch her
on TV. The power went out AFTER the pageant. My in-laws had 22.5
inches of STANDING water for FOUR days in their house.
http://www.hurricanecity.com/betsy.htm Check out Betsy's
path... She hit south Florida and then got into the Gulf of
Mexico and headed straight for the mouth of the Mississippi.
As if Betsy wasn't bad enough, along came Hurricane Camille
barely 4 years later... and she was WORSE than Betsy!!! Camille
is said to have been worst storm ever to hit mainland United
States with winds IN EXCESS OF 200 mph -- yes, that's two
HUNDRED miles per hour. Camille had tides (storm surge, wave
wash, whatever you want to call it) over 20 feet that wiped
out everything within a couple of blocks from the beach...
EVERYTHING... GONE... Where DID Pass Christian, MS go???
http://www.geocities.com/hurricanene/hurricanecamille.htm
My daughter wonders why I don't want to MOVE/live here! I know
there are other Bombers who experienced one or both of these
hurricanes. Jon McDougal ('64)? Frank Whiteside ('63)?
Bomber cheers,
-Maren Smyth ('63 & '64) ~ New Orleans, LA
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>>From: L. Tom Coleman ('66)
Re: Bomber in Hurricane Frances
The eye of Frances is due in around 8AM in the morning
[9/5/04]. Winds are around 40mph now with higher gusts and
strong bands of rain. Tonight will be very long since this is
such a big storm and moving slowly. We don't have much hope for
electricity after midnight so I thought I would shout out now to
see if any other Bombers were in her path. The last hurricane
(Charlie) left some without power for two weeks in Orlando so I
may not be able to let you guys know what happened for a while.
Not much to do but hunker down for now. From beautiful Lake
County Florida where the ducks and tree frogs are having a grand
ole time.
-L. Tom Coleman ('66)
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>>From: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66)
Re: George Brunstad ('52)
I am unable to find an email address to forward your comments
to George. The only information provided in the news article was
a mailing address and phone number:
Center of Hope
P.O.Box 844
Georgetown, CT 06829
(203) 438-3527
Go ahead and make a phone call. I mean... just how many
other Bombers do you know who swam the English Channel at age
70? OR... for that matter how many other people of ANY age do
you know who swam the English Channel? I'm sure he would LOVE
to hear from his former classmates!
Remember, too, it is "George's desire that 100% of the
proceeds raised by this effort be used to fund the Center of
Hope at Hinche, Haiti. Perhaps it will be your desire to support
them in this endeavor by sharing from your heart and relative
bounty."
Your tax deductible check can be made out to Center of
Hope, c/o French Speaking Baptist Church of Stamford and mailed
to the above Georgetown, CT address. So far, $11,000 has been
raised! COME ON BOMBERS ~ HELP SUPPORT ONE OF OUR OWN AND HIS
OUTSTANDING ACCOMPLISHMENT!
Thank you and God bless you!
-Shirley Collings Haskins ('66) ~ Richland
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>>From: Annie Peterson Shiffer ('69)
Re: Artist
My dad and I are trying to remember the name of the artist
who carved beautiful wooden birds and other creatures and sold
them, among other places, in Jaid Gallery in the '60s and '70s.
We think he might have been a Col-Hi art teacher before he moved
to California. He never signed his pieces because he said his
signature wasn't part of the bird. His first name might be
Ted (we're not thinking of Ted Neff, the fabulous metal
sculpturist).
Thanks for your help,
-Annie Peterson Shiffer ('69) ~ In beautiful, sunny, 70*F Spokane
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>>From: Barb Belcher Valinske ('72)
To: Vicki, Sharen, Terri, and Remy ('72)
Along with everyone else, I really enjoyed your "50's" Road
Trip recently. You found a fantastic way to celebrate the big
5-0! My husband, Pete, took our family on a cruise to Alaska for
my 50th this year, and on the cruise ship, I ran into another
'72 Bomber: Donna Green Holloway. Donna had been on the lost
list for our 30th reunion in 2002 so now she's been found. What
a fun coincidence. I also met strangers who have family living
in the Tri-Cities.
Re: Agates
Anyone in the Tri-Cities wanting to look for agates without
driving too far can come on out to West Richland. We live not
far from Flat Top hill, where most of the roads are still dirt
and gravel. We occasionally see people parked along the side of
the road and walking slowly with their heads down. If you can't
find any, give me a call - I have jars and jars of agates 'cause
I can't seem to leave one lying in the dirt. My kids and husband
bring them to me as well, or hide them in the flower beds for me
to find.
By the way, 2005 is the 50th anniversary for West Richland.
The committee is looking for old pictures to use.
Re: Reunions
I enjoyed all the letters this summer about reunions. Having
been on all the committees and heading up the 30th, I know that
it would be great if more people would attend. Everyone has
their own reasons for not coming and we should respect that. At
our 30th we had quite a few "first timers" and they all said
they wished they hadn't missed the others. The classmates who
always attend these events have a blast and that's what it's all
about. I'm keeping a data base of everyone's whereabouts, so if
you change addresses/e-mail, please let me know. Hopefully, it
will be easier to find everyone for the next big reunion (40th
in 2012!).
Also, I still have a few books from the 30th for $6.00.
Happy Labor Day, especially to expectant mothers.
-Barb Belcher Valinske ('72) - West Richland - where it's
finally cooler but of course windy.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/06/04 ~ LABOR DAY
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (5am today: 81° - 74% humidity)
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15 Bombers sent stuff:
Anna May Wann ('49), Dicksy Poe ('50)
Bev Smith ('52), Jim McKeown ('53)
Allan Cross ('59), Missy Keeney ('59)
Lora Homme ('60), John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Roger Gress ('61), Donni Clark ('63)
Frank Whiteside ('63), Dennis Hammer ('64)
Linda Reining ('64), Nancy Mallory ('64)
Brad Wear ('71)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Vernon "Bud" Van Dusen ('52)
BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Thomas C. Hann ('61)
BOMBER ANNIVERSARY Today:
John Heffner ('66) & Melanie Dukes ('67)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
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>>From: Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
Received Club 40 registration from Jo Dresser Dudley ('44).
She is in need of a 1944 annual. Hers was destroyed in a fire
and she would like to find a replacement. If you have one, or
know where we can get one, would you please bring it to the
registration desk this coming weekend and we will see that she
gets it. Thanks
If you have not mailed your reunion reservation in by Sunday
evening September 5th, it won’t arrive in Bothell in time for it
to get on our records. There is no mail delivery Monday and I
am leaving early Thursday morning for Richland, so bring your
registration form and your money to the Shilo and we will take
care of you there. Remember the registration room is the Yakima
Room, across from the ballroom.
Looking forward to seeing all of you... also looking forward
to your warm sunshine!!!!!
-Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
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>>From: Dicksy Poe Creek ('50)
To: George Swan ('59)
You are truly funny and an excellent writer. I think you
once wrote that you were writing to the Sandstorm in order to
test and prepare for publishing. Go for it. It's a realistic
goal.
To: Annie Peterson Shiffer ('69)
I don't know who the sculptor is, sorry.
However, your last name rang a bell with me. I assume it is
your husband's name. I have been working on a simple family
genealogy and have had some success on my mother's family. But
not on my father's family. His mother's name was Tabitha Minerva
Shiffer born January 5, 1869 and her father was John Andrew
Shiffer born December 10, 1845. Both were from Pennsylvania. If
you have any info on their line please email me.
-Dicksy Poe Creek ('50) ~ Vancouver, WA
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>>From: Bev Smith Jochen ('52)
Re: George Brunstad ('52)
The most recent email address that I have for George on the
'52 website roster is two years old (from our 50th) but worth a try...
-Bev Smith Jochen ('52)
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>>From: Jim McKeown ('53)
Re: George Brunstad ('52)
I noticed that the address given for George is Georgetown,
Conn. Interesting!! When I was working in New York at the
Corporate Office for good old JCP, we lived in a small community
near Danbury called West Redding. About 2 miles down the road
is the very small town of Georgetown. If George is living there,
the postman probably knows him personally. The town would make
Burbank look like a thriving Metropolis... gas station, great
country western bar and cafe, and a small family store.
-Jim McKeown ('53)
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>>From: Allan Cross ('59)
Did you see the comments about Beth Peterson ('61)? She has
a CD out now solo.
-Allan Cross ('59)
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>>From: Missy Keeney ('59)
The class of '59 will meet on the Deck outside the lounge at
the Shilo on Friday, September 10th from 2pm til 5pm.
I need a semi-competent to nearly professional videographer
to video our chorus performance on Saturday night. The video of
our show in January was really disappointing and visually left
out those of us who had parts at the side mikes. Any takers from
amongst the Club 40 gang!!??
Everyone travel safely. We are going to have a GREAT week-end!
-Missy Keeney ('59)
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Re: The NOW Bubble
The bubble is just my inadequate attempt to describe the
indescribable: NOW as separate from the Past or Future. That
portion of time that we're allowed to inhabit that carries all
of us through Space.
Going back to the question that started all this: How wide
is NOW? It looks to me as though NOW is immeasurable with
no beginning and no end. It's infinite and eternal in all
directions and encompasses all of us and everything. There
simply is no other Time that any Thing (Matter) can inhabit
physically, at least that we're aware of so far. We are
absolutely, irrevocably locked into living physically in the
RIGHT NOW. No matter where you go or how fast you go, it's NOW.
You ask if my bubble of NOW is different from everyone
else's. I don't think NOW has "characteristics" that could be
different for different people. It just IS. Our concepts of
Reality can be different as we're swept along in the NOW, but if
there are ways to describe Time, I sure don't know them. God and
mathematicians probably do, but I don't.
To: Ed Quigley ('62)
I love your little poems, the black hen is a girl after my
own heart. Thanks!
-Lora Homme Page ('60) - In the Positive Now wondering how the
black hen got to the Relative When.
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>>From: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
To Lora Homme: One of my favorite guys (who no longer has a
Personal Now- his NOW is EVERYWHERE, living under assumed
names), Werner Heisenberg, figured that you couldn't pay
attention to anything without affecting it, somehow... and
you're on the same tack, or track, it seems... sweet! The thing
about mathematics is that it's more like the Language for
describing the Laws- it's not the Laws its ownself- like the
Bill of Rights is in English, but the Law isn't "English"
(although there's people who may disagree, hehe). My own
impression is that you juggle this headful of conceptual stuff
as well as some of the people who may do this for a living... so
you better watch out that you don't end up as a notorious
philosopher, in your Golden Years (there's better money in a TV
ministry, anyhow).
To Ed Quigley: Oh, man... this guy, Winsor, is Awesome! I'm
gonna look for this one (along with some other Space Children
on this list, prob'ly...) Thanks! ^..^
P.S. Wonder if there will ever be a hurricane named Kippy? ^..^
-John Browne, Jr. ('61) ~ Vashon Island, WA
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>>From: Roger Gress ('61)
To: Carolyn Halstead Edgar (Classic Class of '61)
Happy belated Birthday.
To: Tom Hann (Classic Class of '61)
Happy Birthday.
-Roger Gress (Classic Class of '61)
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>>From: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63)
To all Bombers and Bomberettes
As always it is great to read all of your stories and
comments... There are so many things I would like to chime in
on but life has been a little hectic lately and I find it hard
to keep up with even the reading. Thank-you to all of those who
wished me a "Happy Birthday". My husband took me to "Brigadoon"
at UCLA. It was wonderful! One of my favorite plays. Reminded me
of how I miss all those old wonderful show tunes! For those of
you who remember Debbie Gibson, she played the part of the Meg
and was great.
Does anyone have any more great was stories to recommend.
I'm always looking for good books for my husband and one of our
sons, and right now they are into war stories. I just finished
reading one called "Devil at My Heels". No Bombers in it but
the story is about Louis Zamperini's life. He goes to my son's
church and so my son heard his story and got quite a few books
for the whole family. He was a prisoner of war in World War II
and an Olympian. As the wife of a Marine, we had to sing the
Marine Core Hymn at every family gathering! I salute all of you
in the Military once again!
Jeanie Walsh ('63) and I have been planning a Bomber
Reunion in Southern Calif. for next July or August. Since she
is on the City Council in Simi Valley she can get us our own
personal tour of the Reagan Library. The Air Force One Exhibit
will be done around that time. Details have not been worked
out yet but we want to hear from you first. How many would be
interested and could come? Please e-mail me, Donni, and let me
know if you are interested and we will take it from there. Any
of you passing through on vacation might also want to join us.
Well, I was so looking forward to going to club 40 this year
and meeting all my new Puddle Pals but my parents and daughter
need me now more. So have fun and I am sure I will hear all
about it!
-Donni Clark Dunphy ('63) ~ La Mirada, CA - where there is
nothing new under the sun! It's just Hot!
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>>From: Frank Whiteside ('63)
Re: Hurricanes
Yes, Maren, you are quite correct. There were quite a number
of Richland and Tri-City families living on the Mississippi
Gulf Coast at the time of Hurricane Betsy in 1965 and Hurricane
Camille in 1969. Betsy wasn't much on the Miss. Gulf Coast,
mostly high winds and don't recall too much damage. Louisiana
caught most of the brunt of Betsy. My wife's family home was
surrounded by 3-4 feet of water, and they couldn't leave for
about a week in New Orleans. Other places had water to the roof
tops.
Camille was much worse. My parents lived in Long Beach, MS,
several blocks from the beach, and my wife-to-be and I just
happened to be staying over with them at the time. My parents
were friends of the people who managed the Richelieu Apts where
the famous "hurricane party" was held. My parents tried to talk
them and several other elderly friends into leaving, but they
decided to stay. We headed to Jackson, MS where we managed to
accidentally meet Governor John Bell Williams directing traffic.
We had nowhere to go, so he offered to put us up in his vacant
family home in Raymond, MS next door to his mother. After
Camille did her horrible deed, we headed back, expecting the
worst. We drove through tons of wreckage and made it back to the
street where the house was. We were totally shocked to see the
house still standing with only a bent TV antenna and a few
kicked-up shingles. The trees in the back yard were snapped like
twigs. The scary part was that every single house across the
street, all the way to the beach (hundreds of houses) were
totally gone, with only the broken slabs remaining. Everything
was totally flattened--huge beach front mansions and entire
shopping centers. And, of course, my parents' friends were among
the hundreds killed. We were definitely grateful not to have
been there.
Re: On another subject - eBay listing
My brother, Al ('60) and his wife, have their home and
Antique Mall/Barbecue Cafe listed for sale on e bay under the
real estate section. I f there are any Bombers on the East
Coast/Eastern Shore of Maryland/Chesapeake Bay, or if anyone has
any friends or relatives in that region looking for a home/and
or business, they can see them on e bay by typing in the
following numbers: home--4322942381 antique mall--4321332238 If
interested, contact info is in the listings, or you can send me
an e-mail and I can contact him directly. Thanks.
-Frank Whiteside ('63)
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>>From: Dennis Hammer ('64)
To: Dick Pierard ('52)
Re: Tires
Your talking about your dad, "pulling every string he
could," to get new tries during World War II reminds me that
when I moved my Mom, I found an legal sized application form my
dad and filled out during WWII to buy a tire. As he was a farmer
at the time he probably had less trouble than some others in
obtaining fuel and tires. I have not been able to find it since,
and every few months I tell my Mother to save it for me if she
finds it. Every time I mention it she acts as if it is the first
time she has heard about it. Truth is, she has probably already
found it, cut it up in little pieces and thrown it away. She has
no trouble remembering other things, I think she just has no
interest in this.
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
Re: Time Travel
I am no expert in the theories of time travel, but I think
it would not just be a problem of travel through time, but also
through space. For example, If you are living in Richland,
Washington and you want to travel two hours into the future, you
might end up in the Pacific Ocean because in those two hours
time the Earth has turned. But it has also traveled through
space at a very high speed. Exact calculations would have to be
made to account for the spinning of the Earth, movement through
the solar system, spinning of the Milky Way Galaxy, movement of
the galaxy, and who knows what other space traveled. Can that
ever be done precisely enough?
I, myself do not think it is possible, because if it were
possible, then it will have already been done sometime in the
future, and they will have traveled back to our time. Of course
they could have been better than Captain Kirk at obeying the
"prime directive" and not made themselves known.
On the other hand, maybe I could take some simple technology
that I knew people in the past would buy, go back a hundred
years, and become a multi-billionaire by selling something they
would all buy, like a computer operating system.
-Dennis Hammer ('64) ~ somewhere in time, or space
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>>From: Linda Reining ('64)
Re: Hurricanes
I can't even imagine living through all that destruction.
Maren, the pictures and articles about Hurricane Betsy and
Camille were heart-breaking. I have no idea how anyone prepares
to live through something like that.
We live in earthquake country and I'll take that to a
hurricane OR tornado any day! At least they are over in a matter
of seconds or minutes, NOT days on end! We keep prepared for the
"big one", and we try NOT to stress too much about it---we just
learn to live with the "faults" and the little rumblings that
the earth makes now and then. We keep flashlights, batteries,
plenty of bottled water, canned foods (we can always use the
BBQ to heat up soup, beans, etc.), Top Ramen, and other non-
perishable items on stock. Even the kids have to take an
"earthquake kit" to school and keep it in their "cubbies" til
the end of the school year (in case an earthquake happens while
they are in school and parents aren't able to get there right
away). I don't know how you would prepare for a hurricane--other
than "head for the hills" at the first hint of one! With a
tornado, you are supposed to head for the cellar or basement,
but I can't imagine staying in one of those and listening to the
roar of all that wind----I hated the winds in Richland, in fact,
I hate wind, period---puts my teeth on edge---can't imagine
hearing those winds and keeping my sanity!
I have friends living in Merrit Island, FL and haven't heard
anything from them. I'm hoping they fled to Georgia, where they
have family, so I'm keeping fingers crossed that they were able
to escape the destruction and that they are okay.
IF there are any Bombers in the path of these hurricanes, I
hope you are safe---you will be in my thoughts and prayers.
-Linda Reining ('64) ~ Bakersfield, CA - had a cool breeze
yesterday, so the temperature was only in the 80s, but
the heat is supposed to return today and be in the high
90s for the rest of the week! Even though I don't like
this weather, guess I better quit my *itching and be
thankful for where I live.
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>>From: Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64)
To: Sunnie Andress, aka Joanne Rolph ('59)
Sure would love to have some of your cooler weather. We
actually had a couple of very unseasonably cool days in August.
As far as rain goes, we get it by the bucket loads here. My
sister (living in Kennewick) wants me to send some of it to her,
which I would be glad to do. We, of course are still running the
air and won't need heat for two or three months yet. A few days
of running neither heat nor air would be nice (and save a penny
or two).
My daughter and I tried a garden this summer. Our best crop
was weeds, followed by cucumbers and yellow squash. No tomatoes
which I really wanted.
When we lived in Mississippi my husband (RIP) managed three
gardens a year (early cool crops, followed by those that liked
it hot, then cool crops again).
A retired couple in our church is going north (not sure
where they will start) and follow the colors down. Maybe some
day I'll have a chance to visit that part of the country.
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
Are you sure you would like to jump into the future and see
where we're going. It might be fun, but it could be scary too.
To: Florida Bombers (one is Carole Staples Emmons ('54))
I know the thoughts and prayers of all of us are with you.
-Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64) ~ it is still warm in western
Tennessee
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>>From: Brad Wear ('71)
Re: Agates
My vote for a great agate site is Bickleton. There are two
sites that are full of them. One is west of Bickleton on Box
Springs Road, it's pretty well marked, about three miles off
the road is a big meadow with a creek though it that's full of
agates.
Another site is on Stage Road, it's just before Box Springs
Road (about a mile) and those hillsides are covered with them.
-Brad Wear ('71)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/07/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (2am today: 82° - 70% humidity)
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11 Bombers sent stuff:
Dick McCoy ('45), Dave Brusie ('51)
Marilyn DeVine ('52), Bill Berlin ('56)
Burt Pierard ('59), Larry Mattingly ('60)
Lola Heidlebaugh ('60), Lora Homme ('60)
Mike Lewis ('60), Marilyn Swan ('63)
Jeff Michael ('65)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Lisa Peterson ('71)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
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>>From: Dick McCoy ('45)
Re: Request for the '44 annual for Jo Dresser Dudley ('44)
I have one, but it will have to be copied, as I only have
one. Will have to announce J... it's the Class of 1944's 60th
reunion.
-Dick McCoy ('45) Class rep '44 and '45
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>>From: Dave Brusie ('51)
To: Ralph Myrick ('51)
Ralph, by all means pass this on to Helen Skogen.
Of all the teachers in the high school Helen was well remembered
by me. She always had time for us when we had a question, and
I wish I had asked her quite a few more questions!!! Helen you
and Mrs. Buescher made my four years a holiday. You are a very
special person. My best to you in the years to come. Your friend
and former thankful student.
-David W. Brusie ('51), "The skinny kid on the Basketball Court"
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>>From: Marilyn "Em" DeVine Dow ('52)
Re: Please note change of address
I tried to send a change of address earlier but apparently
it didn't take. Have not received any Sandstorms in quite a
while. I lost all my address book when I lost my carrier, and
will happily take all the help I can get for filling my new
address book up!
[In case you didn't get my response, Em, I changed your
address and your Sandstorm has been bouncing every day since.
Been waiting to hear from you with a DIFFERENT "new" address
so you can start getting your Sandstorm again. -Maren]
I am getting ready to move. My kids bought a house in West
Richland and i am in the process of buying one in the Clipper
Ridge subdivision, a little bit north of town. The hardest part
is getting my house ready to sell!!! Aargh---what a job! But it
will be worth all the work in the end.
Hope to see lots of old friends at Club 40, this weekend.
-Marilyn "Em" DeVine Dow ('52) ~ in cool and beautiful Richland
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>>From: Bill Berlin ('56)
I am off for another adventure to Hong Kong, China and
Singapore tomorrow. This trip will take me to Beijing and I want
to check out the progress the Chinese are making on the 2008
Olympics. It is my understanding that 35% of the venues are
completed and by this time next year the facilities should be
done. Infrastructure facilities are also well along as well so
it will be interesting to see how it is shaping up.
Going to try to access the Alumni Sandstorm from one of our
two project sites this trip. New computer and new "egg head"
skills should help. I am now Wi-Fi so if the hotel fails me I
can go to one of the hundreds (maybe thousands) of Cyber Cafes
in China and get on line.
-Bill Berlin ('56) ~ Anacortes, WA. Last day in Paradise and
fellow Bomber, Dr. Dave Priebe ('57) is up at his second
home on Gabriola Island, B.C. Guess our votes for
President will cancel each other out.
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>>From: Burt Pierard ('59)
To: Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
Re: 1944 Columbian
Club 40 published the 1944 Columbian in 1990 from the
original mockups preserved by Jo Dressler (Editor) & Bob Ross
('45). The 1944 Columbian never got sent to the printer,
probably because of the move from RHS to Col-Hi in April of
1944. I'm sure I have some extra copies in a box somewhere. If
not, it is on CD with a couple of corrections (Maren & I made
up a new Cover Page with a Bronco instead of a Beaver and the
pics of RHS & Col-Hi were reverse captioned).
To: Any Club 40 people who want to do the River Cruise
As of today, we have 53 sign-ups for the 62 available
positions in the two boats. Ann Thompson, aka Anna May Wann ('49)
has also had an inquiry saying 3 more people were interested and
she told them to get their registrations in, soon. This is on a
first come, first served basis, so the first 9 registrations we
receive will be accepted. You might need to use Express Mail or
Fed-Ex since Ann has to receive it by Wednesday (she is leaving
Thursday morning for Richland).
Bomber Cheers,
-Burt Pierard ('59) ~ President, Richland Club 40
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>>From: Larry Mattingly ('60)
Re: Agates
While I am not a "rock hound" I occasionally pick up one
that catches my eye. I will almost always pick up an agate for
no particular purpose. There are two sitting on my dresser now.
A couple of years ago I gave away probably close to 100 pounds
of agate I had in boxes in my shop taking up space. Most of them
I had picked up while deer hunting near the very high voltage
BPA Transmission line near Bickleton. I would drive in along the
line a mile or so from the highway and camp in a little clearing
out from under the lines. Invariably I would be bent down
picking up agates when a deer came into view. I missed countless
chances but I usually got my deer and always pockets full of
agates. I know little about agates except to admire them. But
I do know that the areas described are full of them in good
variety.
January and February in Quartzite, AZ boasts one of the
largest gatherings of rock hound in the US. Straddling I-10 just
a few miles from the CA line, the event draws thousands of RVs
of all descriptions. It is fun just to drive up and down the
dirt roads and see what is there. There are/were doctor's
shingles, barber poles, even a dentist with tooth sign, all in
RVs. Our pyro convention is in mid February at Lake Havasu and
my oldest daughter, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren live
in Phoenix. The road between leads through Quartzite. I have
several times spent a day wandering around watching the goings-
on. The variety of people and their interests is endless.
"Happiness is the sky in bloom"
-J Larry Mattingly ('60) ~ Anchorage, AK - Looking forward to
flying South tomorrow evening. Alaska is great place and so
are the folks who live here. But I want to be home for a
couple of days at least before going SE to Club 40 via a
business appointment in Portland. I have written a travelogue
with some nice pictures of Alaska, only to find that my
laptop is only USB 1.1 and won't handle the 2.0 download from
my new camera. So I will get it upgraded in the next couple
of weeks and get them off to the Lady Maren for your perusal.
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>>From: Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60)
Re: Portland/Vancouver Bomber Luncheon
DATE: Saturday - September 11 (yes I know it's Club 40 weekend -
but some folks can't go to Richland right now)
VISIT TIME: 11:00am
ORDER LUNCH: 11:30am
WHERE: DoubleTree/Columbia River
Take Jantzen Beach Mall Exit off of I-5
RSVP: Please contact Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60)
if you are planning to join us!
Thanks to everyone who joined the fun at the August 14 Picnic -
it was great to see everyone! Have been without a computer since
then - but want everyone to know I appreciate your joining us!
Thanks to those who sent word to Fred & Ann Engel Schafer ('63)
- I got those too!
All Bombers, Spouses & Friends are welcome! See you Saturday.
-Lola Heidlebaugh Bowen ('60)
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: John Browne, Jr. ('61)
Re: Language
You're right! "mathematics" isn't the "law," it's just a
word, a unique collection of sounds that is instantly
transformed in our minds into a concept. How do you suppose that
takes place!?
Not only that, but we can take the representation another
step and write the word "mathematics." Now we have a series
of little marks that symbolize sounds and are recognized and
transformed in our heads into the word mathematics, which is
itself a symbol of a concept. And all that happens
instantaneously!
The word, mathematics, encompasses the concept of a
collection of different marks that represent numbers and symbols
that can be manipulated to tell us things about our universe
that we can learn in no other way. And all of this is dependent
on the ability of a few gifted individuals, the interpreters, to
think great thoughts and then convert them to sounds and chicken
scratches which represent things like the Theory of Relativity,
Quantum Physics, and the illusive Theory of Everything.
I think I gave myself a headache.
To: Dennis Hammer ('64)
Re: Time Travel
Fortunately, Dennis, I don't have to do the math or decide
the morality of Time Travel and probably no one ever will, but I
like thinking about it and wondering "What if..."
To: Nancy Mallory Johnson ('64)
Yes, Nancy, I'm sure that I'd like to hop around in time.
I would like for the technology to be fairly advanced before I
took off, but I'd go in a heartbeat if I could be reasonably
certain of getting back. I'd go forward and backward. I wonder
what would happen if you went sideways in time? Would you stay
in the Present?
-Lora Homme Page ('60)
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>>From: Mike Lewis ('60)
To: Lora Homme Page ('60)
Lora,
I agree with you. There is no set limit on how far into the
past or future one's sense of NOW extends. Now does extend as
far as we are willing to let it or dare to imagine. It's hard
for some, easier for others.
It partly depends on how old one is, because a person can
see (subjectively) into the future about as far as he or she can
see into the past, so a child does not have much of an attention
span and can't really transcend, say, a decade at all and even
next year is (for a preschooler) a long, long time. We get to
high school we learn to join a kind of social consciousness that
extends into living memory as it exists among older people so we
can "remember" events that happen for a few decades before we
were born. If we are sympathetic to those who lived through the
Great Depression -- my parents, who have both passed away by
now, told me of it so vividly I caught the sense of what it
meant to the nation. If we really LIKE history, we can get
"into" the civil war and he has real continuity, place and
human meaning.
Some people with a lot of pain or distress have trouble
remembering much. If they try, with courage and persistence
they can increase their tolerance for the range of feelings
and emotions, and then experience greater ranges of memory.
Like dynamic range on a music system, they don't overload as
easily then.
A recent development that made it easier to extend ourselves
into past and future was the discovery that time and energy are
sort of at right angles to each other. With stable energy one
can predict or remember much greater intervals of time. And all
the lamps like neon, mercury vapor, sodium and so on have
intense, perfectly stable energies in their various colors.
Also one can practice their attention span, by putting the
past on say, the left, the future on the right hand, and
considering how many seconds or minutes, etc. can be kept in
mind with continuity.
When you get to a few years try this: If you're thirty nine
years old, say, then consider all the stars within 39 light-
years of Earth. That's your bubble. The light of your existence
has reached those stars but no farther. When you're fifty, your
existence then includes stars out to fifty light years away.
With Jurassic Park on one side and Star Trek or Andromeda
on the other, it can make you feel like a true guru -- highly
speculative but it makes us wonder if human civilization will
make it around the galaxy at least once.
-Mike Lewis ('60)
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>>From: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63)
To: Donni Clark Dunphy ('63)
Keep us posted on the possibility of touring the Reagan
Library. That is something I would really like to do. Perhaps
that would be a good time for me to come down & do that visit
with you & Gary that I have been putting off for so many years!
Leaving here (Salt Lake City) tomorrow morning for the
Puddledom of Burbank, WA. My much older brother, "Pappy" Swan ('59)
has all kinds of projects lined up that he thinks I am going to
help him with. Little does he know that "I am here for the
party" coming up this weekend at Club 40 & meeting all my new
Puddle Pal friends that have been chatting online. Plus, making
new acquaintances from Club 40 sounds like a plan to me.
-Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63)
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>>From: Jeff Michael ('65)
Hey there Bombers & Bomberettes...
Bless you Maren, for you have returned a missing word to
my vocabulary. Ever notice how the proper names are the first
things to go?
I was fortunate to be serving you all from Sondrestrom,
Greenland at the time of the big blow, Hurricane Camille. We
decided that we wanted to do something generous for the people
that suffered losses due to the winds and rains. So, we, the
AFRTS Radio Station, held a public dj marathon. We set up a
studio in the rec center and began having the crew work on air
shifts as long as they could stay functional. We got a 5 minute
break each hour while the news was on. The rest of the time, we
ran the board, took the phone calls and played music. How did
that help the hurricane victims? Well we set-up challenges all
over the base for the guys to do or stop doing something for a
pledge. My favorite was this one: We started playing the great
hit tune "Ma h Nah Mah Nah" back-to-back, over and over. We
would get a pledge to stop, then a bigger pledge to keep playing
it. Keep in mind, these were the days of vinyl ...you couldn't
tell the cd player to repeat the cut. Seems like the final
pledge (to stop playing it, naturally) was something over $500.
During my on-air stint (55 hours), my favorite cut was the full
length version of "Inna Godda Da Vida". It gave me a chance to
run to the men's room...which allowed me to do more productive
things with my five minute break at the top of the hour. Don't
recall how much we raised, but it was in the thousands from a
bunch of lonely GIs stuck alone (no families) on a frozen rock,
just 15 miles south of the Arctic Circle. Could not remember the
name of that storm. Camille...Camille...Camille.
To: Missy Keeney ('59)
...Are there any funds for this taping, and what time of day
will it be? I have friends that are professional or almost that
might be able to do the job for you. Of course, a professional
is one who gets paid...
To: Donnie Clark Dunphy ('63)
...noticed your use of "Bombers and Bomberettes" on your
last post...hmmm.
dj jeff Michael ('65) ~ In the Tri-Cities, where it's time, and
the weather is perfect, for more "swinging" research
activity. Deadline's almost here!
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/08/04
Dateline: New Orleans, LA (6am CDT today: 76° - 64% humidity)
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7 Bombers sent stuff:
Dick McCoy ('45), Jim Jensen ('50)
John Northover ('59), Lora Homme ('60)
Patti Jones ('60), Guy Lobdell ('66)
Kim Edgar Leeming ('79)
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BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Shirley Armstrong ('61)
BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Adele Paulsen ('63)
BOMBER CALENDAR: www.calsnet.net/All_Bombers
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>>From: Dick McCoy ('45)
Re: 1944 Annual
After writing re the annual for Jo Dresser Dudley ('44),
I had one but said I would have to find it. Hooray, I found
another copy, and Jo, It's yours.
Also several other copies have turned up. We should
definitely have one copy in our archives. This annual has a
very interesting history, Burt Pierard ('59) touched on it in
the Sandstorm, but I will expand on it in the upcoming DustStorm.
-Dick McCoy ('45)
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>>From: Jim Jensen ('50)
Re: Maren Smyth's ('63 & '64) 9-5-04 posting on hurricanes
I am one of the guilty parties who didn't recall Betsy
(preparing for my assignment to Vietnam), but I vividly recall
Camille.
My family and I were enroute from New Jersey to Manila.
Reports of the devastation were continuous on our car radio. One
report indicated it was literally "raining snakes" that had been
picked up and then slammed to earth. By the second day the
accounts of destruction were more explicit. The Mississippi
Gulf of Mexico shoreline that I had known in 1953 (stationed at
Keesler AFB at Biloxi, just down the road from Pass Christian -
the place Maren spoke about) was no more. [That radio report was
a little off. Pass Christian (where the eye came ashore) was
GONE... damage further east and west of Pass Christian was very
extensive, but it was not total... the closer one got to Pass
Christian, the worse the damage was. -Maren].
Oddly enough the most sweeping damage in Biloxi occurred
between the railroad and the shore. The railroad bed was located
about 1-1/2 miles from the water's edge. All but two of the
hotels, all of the restaurants and all of the other businesses
in that corridor were totally flattened and blown away. {In Pass
Christian, that was true, but not in Biloxi. Damage was bad in
Biloxi, but I know of at least 2 hotels IN BILOXI that were
still there as I went over there after Camille to work for
Hartford Insurance and we set up an office in two rooms at the
Admiral Benbow Inn in Biloxi. -Maren], One of the remaining
hotels (The Edgewater?) had to be essentially rebuilt.
I was once again assigned to Keesler in 1972 and the folks I
met who remained in Biloxi after Camille all had gruesome tales
about the storm. {Oh, the stories I could tell. -Maren]. One
family owned an older frame home about 100 yards north from the
railroad bed. It sustained only minor damage while the brick
homes in the immediate area were leveled. Maren's pictures were
a stark reminder of nature's fury.
Re: Meeting Bombers in Strange Places.
It was 1954. I was stationed in the mid-Pacific at Johnston
Island. Our basketball team scheduled some games at Hickam AFB,
Hawaii. One afternoon, between games, a team member and I were
walking down Kalakaua Boulevard seeing the sights. I looked up
and saw former classmate Maryilyn MacLeod ('50) descending the
steps of a government building. The next day I visited the
MacLeod home on Kawananakowa Avenue and enjoyed visiting with
Maryilyn, her dad and sister Bobbye ('51?).
The following day I was headed for Waikiki near the
Surfrider (hotel) when I ran into Marshall Woolbright ('50)
who was waiting for a bus.
The next month our team was at Kwajalein Atoll (Marshall
Islands). I boarded a bus for a tour of the place and found
Vernon Allen ('50), U.S. Navy, staring disconsolately out of a
window. We had a great visit which brightened the day for both
of us.
Bomber Cheers,
-Jim Jensen ('50)
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>>From: John Northover ('59)
Re: Meeting Bombers in Strange and Unlikely places ...
Several years ago at a BBQ, in Glendale CA., at my Brother-
in-law's home... I was talking to my sister-in-law ... [I had
recently remarried and was finding out about all my new
relatives ... ]
I had asked her where she was from ... She asked me where I
was from... I said. "Washington." Usually that ends that part
of the conversation because if you say Richland ... it takes a
while to get their mind in the right quadrant of the state ...
as most people think of Washington rain, and forest all in one
concept. Most people would not know Richland from that place in
Egypt!!!
Anyhow ... she then said. "Where in Washington?" ... I said,
"A small town in the south eastern corner of the state." ... she
just would not stop ... she wanted to know the name of the town
... I said "Richland."... She said, "My boss is from Richland!"
"Well who would that be?", I asked. She said, "Kathy Graham" ...
I just about dropped my champagne ... WOW!! ... what a small
world!!!
I said, "I think she was in the class of '60" ... and she was.
The next BBQ they had they invited Kathy ... Kathy and I had
a great conversation ... as we had many congruent friends ...
some parallel ... some obtuse and some oblique ... even though
our social planes were never on the same angle during H.S.
Now wasn't that quaint??
v.r
john 7 41
-John Northover ('59) ~ Paradise ... for sure
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>>From: Lora Homme Page ('60)
To: Mike Lewis ('60)
Re: NOW
I'm not sure what you mean when you say "There is no set
limit on how far into the past or future one's sense of NOW
extends." I don't see how NOW can "extend." If you mean our
knowledge of Time, I think I understand. Time extends forever,
as far as I know, in both directions but NOW is only right NOW,
this second, one tiny little piece of infinity at a time. It's
where we live.
To: Marilyn Swan Beddo ('63)
The Puddle People are ready and waiting, Marilyn. Have a
safe trip and we'll see you soon!
-Lora Homme Page ('60) - Living in the NOW right now, I think.
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>>From: Patti Jones Ahrens ('60)
Re: Puget Sound Area Luncheon/Fife
The South Puget Sound area luncheon will be hosted by
Tom Hughes ('56) while I am away at Club 40. Hoped Tom would
make Club 40 but his busy life will allow him time to host the
luncheon.
DATE: September 12, 2004
COFFEE TIME: 11:30am
LUNCH TIME: 12:30pm
WHERE: Fife Bar and Grill
In between Goodyear Tire and Day's Inn
PHONE: (253) 922-9555
ADDRESS: 3025 Pacific Highway E., Fife, WA
I-5 North, Exit 136 B (Port of Tacoma)
I-5 South Exit 136
Turn left on Pacific Highway. E.
PRICE: Price range $10.00 - $14.50 includes drink and tip
All Bomber Spouses and Friends are welcome!
Bombers Have Fun
-Patti Jones Ahrens ('60) ~ Browns Point, WA - Yeah! Time for
Club 40. Will miss the rain coming in. Hopefully the
weather will stay warm in Richland.
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>>From: Guy Lobdell ('66)
Re: Note of condolences to all Bombers in Florida
I just wanted to take a moment to say that Nola Alderman
Lobdell ('69) and my prayers are with all of the folks in
Florida, especially Bombers, who have been ravaged by two storms
so far, and it looks like Ivan might be headed that way.
While I was in the service I had the opportunity
(misfortune) to be stationed near several large cities in this
country, and that's the main reason I was glad that Nola did not
want to move to a big city after we got married. After 26 years
in law-enforcement/security related work I had to retire and I
am glad to say that we are remaining in the same house that we
bought 30 years ago right here in Bomberville!
Why??? We may have some minor weather difficulties here in
the Tri-Cities, but we don't worry about sliding into