Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/25/16 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2 Bombers sent stuff: Dick WIGHT ('52) David RIVERS ('65) ************************************************************* ************************************************************* BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Ann LINK ('63) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Hector ALVAREZ ('64) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Jim PARVIS ('66) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Nancy NELSON ('69) BOMBER BIRTHDAY Today: Richard McALLISTER ('69) BOMBER/BULLDOG ANNIVERSARY Today: Deedee WILLOX ('64) Armand Loiseau ('53 Bulldog) BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about ************************************************************* ************************************************************* >>From: Dick WIGHT ('52) Re: First legal drink The recent entries about having a first "legal" drink brings back an old memory. I had joined the Coast Guard in early 1952, having graduated from Col-Hi mid term in January - age 17. I turned 18 that spring, somewhere at sea between San Francisco and Hawaii. That summer I was transferred to radio operator school in Connecticut, and in the fall took my 1st weekend liberty to New York City and stayed at the YMCA in the city center. The legal drinking age in New York was 18 - changed some years later to 21. I was a "movie buff" as a teenager, and vaguely remembered a scene in the Men's Bar of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel. So on Saturday afternoon I found my way to the hotel, wearing (of course) my sailor uniform - bell bottom pants, white hat. The decor inside was, I recall, impressive and ornate. It seemed to me that I drew some curious appraisals from a number of people. The Men's Bar was nearly empty - several male customers - a bar tender with greying hair wearing a white dinner jacket and black bow tie. I sidled up to the bar with what I hoped was worldly casualness (and certainly failed), and the bartender asked, "What will you have, sir?" I stammered, unsure what to order... he smoothly suggested a "gin rickey" as being a good choice for a warm afternoon, and I gratefully nodded an assent. I sipped my drink, feeling awkward and juvenile, and paid for it (gulp! - that fractured my meager budget!) - but I think I managed a swagger on my way out. Still, it is great memory, and I enjoyed several great weekends in the "Big Apple' seeing several great Broadway shows ("Sound of Music" was one) and a number of great entertainers (Dorsey band, Ella Fitzgerald and others). Ah, those were the days!!!! -Dick WIGHT ('52) ~ in cool sunny Richland enjoying the onset of the fall season ************************************************************* ************************************************************* >>From: David RIVERS ('65) Re: My famblie yeah yeah I know I repeat myself... over and over sometimes... I tell people who ask about our little community that growing up in Richland, it was more like have a full town of famblie rather than neighbors... if one kid gets cut we all bleed and anybody's mom or dad could grab us by the back a the shirt if we misbehaved... now the summer before 7th grade is a most memorable one for me... not just cuz Terry DAVIS ('65) and I bleached our hair and eventually hadda have Brian JOHNSON ('65) cut it all off but because it was the real beginning of that good ol' "boy/girl stuff"... oh we had dabbled to be sure... boys sitting in one row at the Uptown and girls sitting in another, but this year was an entire summer of LUV... now I was locked in my room every morning with Ivanhoe and Tom Sawyer... neither of which I have ever read... at noon I was free... over to the Parkers' ('58, '60. '63-RIP and '65)... we had the basement all to ourselves so long as we didn't venture upstairs... now in 7th grade, the last of the diehards still had DAs... I couldn't wear the "ivy-league" without resorting to the Bobby IRWIN ('62-RIP) can a crisco... my hair just would not lie down... so that year, my dad, being nobody's fool figured he get that little Parker girl (teen age girls all look alike ya know) to convince me to let him cut my hair... my father's hair cuts were all the same... high and tight with a little woodie woodpecker thing on top... He called and offered Bethie (wrong Parker, Pop) a buck to convince me to cut my hair... we all had a good laugh over that one... now this summer, just before the car parade, Rosalie LANSING ('63) called... I figured she couldn't come or would be late: "David... I have some sad news... " of course the sad news was that Bethie had passed... as with all other aspects of Bomberdom... one loss is everyones' loss... Today, I shout HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Ann LINK ('63), Beth PARKER ('63-RIP) and Hector ALVAREZ ('64) on your special day, September 25, 2016! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -David RIVERS ('65) ************************************************************* ************************************************************* That's it for today. Please send more. *************************************************************