Alumni Sandstorm ~ 09/25/16
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2 Bombers sent stuff: 
Dick WIGHT ('52)
David RIVERS ('65)
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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
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>>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
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>>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)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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