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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/1/98
19 Bombers wrote today:
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This "Alumni Sandstorm" is a joint effort by:
Chief Jo Warrior-Bomber, Gary Behymer (64)
and
Carmichael Cougar-Bomber, Maren Smyth (64)
E-mail stuff to either of us and we will
e-mail it to online Bomber Alums. Gary
collects e-mail and also gets posts from
more than one Bomber 'guest book'.
I copy/paste, spell check (if I remember),
and send.
Bomber cheers,
Maren Smyth (class of '64)
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>>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68)
I was born and raised and lived for 27 yrs. in
Richland, WA and went to local schools. My name is
Patricia (Patty) Eckert Weyers, A Bomber, Class of
'68. Attended Jason Lee Elementary for one year and
then; Christ The King Catholic School (grades 1-8)
Chief Joseph Jr. High School for 9th grade; Columbia
High School 10, 11th and 12th Would like to update on
the list to include me. I married fellow '68 Bomber
classmate in 1969, Nick Koontz and we had two
daughters and were happily married for five years.
Still today remain the best of friends even though we
divorced. My married name is Weyers. Lived on Van
Giesen Street for my entire childhood. Have not ever
gone to any of the reunions, was never notified with
any information. Love this idea of this web site and
all this valuable information!! Now work for the Gov't
with the Forest Service Branch as does my husband,
Jim, in Plains, Montana. Could you let me know now
what I will need to fill out, or is this enough. My
picture was in the annual. Thank you for all your
time!
Maren Smyth, thank you for all the updating. I do not
recall knowing those names at CK, but most likely my
brother, Don, or my sister, Mari (Leona), were just
ahead of me and might remember. Also after me came
Jeanne and Christian . Before Don were Rita & Bob
(Robert). So there is a chance one of them went while
some were also there. It's so great to be able to
connect once again. Thank you for all your time. Gary
Behymer thinks he also went to Chief Jo with Don,
which is also possible. You guys are great for all
this time involved with establishing these sites. Much
thanks.
Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68)
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>>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
Definitely keep me on your list! And I'm still working
on cutting and pasting and all that good stuff so that
I can send you the list of 1951 seniors. If not,
there's always "snail mail"!
Couldn't believe the Spudnut Shop picture on the web
page! Sportlets [next door] was my very first job. I
was a junior and just loved that place. Then, when
they folded, I migrated next door to the Spudnut Shop.
Jerry Bell and Barlow Ghirardo were great bosses.
Jerry married one of my classmates, Laurel Merkely.
Pop Ghirardo was still alive then and it was a great
"family" place, as it still seems to be.
Just a quick note, Maren, to tell you I definitely am
related to Don and Mari. I'm the oldest of TEN! Don
and Mari are numbers six and seven!
Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)
Really enjoy the memories Richland was a pretty
special place and the high school years are some of my
best memories; Championship Basketball, the annual
trip to Seattle for the tournament, working through
the pea harvest in Milton Freewater, then the wheat
and finishing up the summer loading boxcars with
potato sacks just before football started. The Sandmen
Quartet, our first rock band the Phaetons, study hall
in the auditorium. CAP Cadets, Teen Time on the new
Kennewick TV station. My parents still live in
Richland and we are looking forward to the Reunion.
Thanks for this message board.
-Steve Carson 58
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>>From: Don Panther (62)
Someone asked about "Tiger" Gentle? Assuming you're
referring to Calvin Gentle the algebra and trig
teacher... When I moved back to Richland in '81 and
went to work at Hanford, Calvin was working at N-
Reactor as a tech editor. I had an opportunity to talk
to him and asked why he quit teaching. He related some
of the awful pranks (some were kind o' vicious) kids
played on him - and his family - and he couldn't take
it anymore. His name is an apt description of his
personality - a quiet, gentle, man. He also taught
calculus at CBC night school, with the same results
many of us experienced in algebra and trig in high
school. If you got it.. GREAT! If you didn't, you were
lost-lost-lost! His famous quote to my brother, Steve
Panther, when he was having trouble doing a "board"
problem; "You should be able to recognize a polynomial
by now."
I see Morely Paul (English teacher) around town
periodically, usually at the post office, engaging the
clerks behind the counter in conversations that they
can't get out of!
Remember...
The soap box derby races down Carmichael hill? Fishing
in Juvenile Pond below Carmichael? Learning to swim at
Howard Chitty's pool? (He now has a marina up at
Chehalis); The monkey that "Muscles" folks kept at
their house (prefab off of Duportail)? Art Dawald's
Government class, his whistling like a bird and
pointing at the board behind him with the pointer as
he went through his lesson? ("all right kiddies. We're
going to have a little quizzy now.") Mr. Anderson in
study hall? (Planting his feet firmly in a wide
stance, clipboard clutched in his left hand against
his belt buckle, he'd make this daily pronouncement:
"I'll take the hall passes now.");
Many fond memories! Richland was a great place to grow
up.
-Don Panther (62)
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>>From: Betty Neal Brinkman
Hi Maren!
Thanks for the wonderful job you and Gary are doing.
It is great being reconnected with so many Richlanders
again.
People have been mentioning Kippy Brinkman. Since she
isn't connected to the Internet I thought I would tell
those interested about her.
She left Washington and moved to Las Vegas where where
was the sole entertainment for the "Dome of the Sea"
restaurant in the Dunes Hotel. For 15 yrs. she played
her harp on a little boat that went up and back thru
the restaurant. In '79 she married Gary Scott who is
also a musician. They left Vegas, bought a sailboat
and sailed around the world for a year. They finally
settled in San Diego where both are involved with
their music. She has quite a wedding music business
and also plays for Breakfast at Tiffanys, as well as
many special events that come to town. Gary has his
own jazz quartet and he books bands for big names who
come to town. They spend the month of Sept. each year
in Europe playing clubs. They live on their 60 ft.
boat in the Sheraton Hotel Marina where Gary is
dockmaste. We just spent a lovely week with them last
month. She gets to Richland two or three times a year
as her parents still live on Jadwin.
Hope this clears up a few misconceptions that have
been mentioned online. She never sang with Sharon
Tate. In fact, I don't think Sharon sang. Can't
remember who someone said she dated, but to my
knowledge she never dated the fellow. Anyway, she is
happy, healthy and living the type of life she
envisioned. I've enjoyed being her sister-in-law!
Bomber Cheer,
Betty Neal Brinkman, '62
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>>From: Gregor Hanson (65)
Re: Bomber Basketball Days of Glory
Several people have posted their memories of the
construction tunnel to gain entry to the current
"upper" gym (boy's gym at that time) for Bomber
basketball games while the new "lower" Dawald gym was
being built. You actually got in line right after
school and queued up for 2 to 3 hours in this narrow
ply board walled hallway that led to the student
entrance. This older gym was indeed the site of the
winning free throws Dave Simpson made to defeat
Kennewick that Rod Brewer mentioned from an earlier
post, and the money Simpson received from his dad on
the floor in the aftermath was a true story!!
Here's an item on Bomber basketball in the season of
63-64. This came from our senior class day assembly
and was written in 1965. Where else but in Richland
would Bomber basketball fans, parents, businesses,
boosters, etc. buy $25 to $100 Booster Bonds to
finance the construction of a bigger gymnasium and
bleachers to seat 5,000 people for basketball!
ODE TO BOMBER BASKETBALL AND DAWALD GYM
On the twentieth of April in '62 Construction began,
man they're still not through. As an entrance to the
gym they created a tunnel But so narrow and tight that
it seemed like a funnel. When basketball started it
caused quite a mess, But more fans kept coming and not
any less. Kids started arriving at a quarter to four,
But were pushed to the rear when they heard the loud
roar. "Seniors, then juniors, and sophomores last" But
little Steve Upson managed to sneak past.
With cow bells and air horns and all the confetti,
This was Bomber basketball and you had to be ready!
The time rolled on and at ten minutes to five, It
seemed as if we were barely alive. When checking the
mass of the bodies ahead, There were three chubby
juniors who were practically dead. And soon into the
tunnel came Mr. James Nash, Getting rid of those
seniors who were already smashed. But with those
fellows leaving there still seemed no fewer, As kids
jammed even tighter to see the play of Bones Brewer.
The clock had moved up to a quarter of six, When we
pulled out our snack of those fruit flavored Trix. Six
hours since lunch and no dinner either, Every kid in
the tunnel was runnin' a fever. An elbow in the
kidney, and a fist in the nose, We went through alot
to get those bottom two rows. Just to get a seat,
really where it didn't matter, Even beside the band,
or next to the Pep Club's chatter. And inside awaited
all of the action and thrills, Of Flyin' Brian Johnson
warmin' up in the lay in drills!
It was now six o'clock and they opened the door, Here
was a time when we shoved even more. There were
Anderson and Unruh ready with their punches, Checking
sacks of confetti we said were our lunches. With the
seniors and juniors packed safely inside, We poor
little sophomores got our eyes opened wide. We were
now at the door at just six twenty one, Just to get
our cards punched and then in for the fun. But alas
with our bruises and badly skinned knees, We dumb
little punks forgot our ASB's!!
Another good memory of school at RHS is Study Hall in
the old auditorium. At the beginning of the hour, as
soon as Mr. Anderson announced "I'll take the Hall
passes", a tennis ball would come flying out of
nowhere, pennies could be heard clanging the floors,
and bottle caps would come zipping by your ear!! Not
as much excitement when Study Hall was moved to the
more confined quarters of the cafeteria the next
year!!
Regards -
Gregor Hanson '65
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>>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
Not sure if this has been mentioned before, but does
anyone remember being quarantined? The Public Nurse
would come to your house, and if you had the measles,
mumps, or chicken pox, etc. she would post a
"Quarantined" sign on your door or window?
Remember the Library's "Summer Reading Program" where
they had a different theme each summer, and you had to
read 10 books, about different categories, and then
write a book report on it. The last book you had to
read was about a handicraft, and you had to make
something to display at the end of the "Program"
party? I still have some of my booklets and reports;
from the Safari, and Treasure Themes.
Anyone remember Tomy, The "Atomic Clown" and his
sidekick "Floppy" at the Atomic Frontier Days parades,
Uncle Jimmy, & Mr. Music Man, from "Uncle Jimmy's
Birthday Club", or Bert Wells from the "Buckaroo's."
Hughes Apparels clothing store in the Uptown where
Shields now is. Not sure when it closed down.
Remember how frightening it was to be sitting in grade
school when a lady would come to the class, and read
off a bunch of names, and it was the "dreaded list" of
those who had to go to the nurse's office for a shot.
Some kids would start crying before they even got in
line. Lamont DeJong (63) said he used to run up to be
first in line, so he could get his over with. He was
the brave one, a little smarter than I, as I would get
in the back of the line, putting it off as long as I
could, and then I would have to watch other
classmates, crying, fainting, etc. It was pure
torture.
Thanks Maren, and Gary for all the work you do to
bring us old memories; this is such fun, and to Jim
Hamilton (63) for starting it all by sparking our
memories by mentioning the DDT truck.
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>>From: Rich Baker (58)
Maren, I had Mrs. Johnson for Algebra also. She lived
on a corner across from Uptown. I think she had a
daughter in the class of '56 or '57. If you get any
responses, I would sure appreciate an update.
Best Regards,
Rich Baker '58
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>>From: Larry Reid (68)
I Talked with Jerry Collins Sandberg (68) yesterday
and she said Mary Jane Cross died of a kidney failure.
I'm not entirely sure of the circumstances leading up
to the kidney failure but that was the cause of her
death.
We are all certainly lucky when we have are health.
The older I get the more I realize that. My middle son
was in a wreck this morning. He fell asleep while
heading to work in Kennewick on I-82. He had spent the
week at the fair (showed a pig for FFA) plus had two a
day football practices and was pretty exhausted. He
was in a '94 Honda civic and hit the guard rail just
past the Dallas Rd. exit, went spinning around and
ended up in the median. Fortunately he was wearing his
seat belt and the car didn't roll! He had no injuries,
however the car is probably a total loss. Cars are
easy to replace; lives are not. It is always a
parent's worse nightmare to hear that your kid has
been in an accident, not knowing what to expect until
you get there.
I remember George Rodriquez. I didn't know Dave
(Taco). I know Dave Mars (Odom) who you may know.
How do I get to the Bombers home page? I would like to
visit but I haven't had much success searching.
Does anyone know if John Tate was related to Sharon
Tate. He lived off Cottonwood or Birch in a Ranch
house but moved away in '63 or '64 I think. He would
have graduated in '68.
Larry Reid (68)
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>>From: Mike Swallow (69)
Anybody remember the little drive-in at the bottom of
the hill from Sacajawea grade school, just past the
graveyard? Dog-N-Suds. I still have one of their root
beer mugs as part of my office decor.
Mike Swallow (69)
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
Help! I thought the Dog and Suds was in pasco after
coming across the old bridge from Kennewick?
Gary B
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>>From: MLou (Mary Lou) Williams (60)
Hi Barbara Brackenbush! I graduated with Rita
Brackenbush in 1960. Here's the song as I remember it
and I still sing when I cross the river from
Hermiston, Oregon, to my Mom's home in Richland.
Oh we love our fair Columbia
As we see it in our dreams
Looking o'er the infant city
to its namesake's royal stream.
As its mighty tide, resistless,
surges onward to the sea,
so may our own Columbia's course
forever onward be.
And as the years go by
We'll sing its praises high
remembering once again
her pride and fame
And though we may depart
a corner of each heart
we'll cherish ever more
the hallowed name of
Columbia, Fair Columbia
Where we learned of loyalty
And we shall not forget that lesson
Through eternity.
By the way, I think I remember Barbara Stanfield
coming up with the motto for the class of 1960 -
"forward ever, backward never -- the future lies
within ourselves." I still love it!
These are totally based on recall only, but I'll try
to dig our my annuals and see how badly I've distorted
them.
I was one of the "special fast learner" nerds and we
were pretty much isolated in our classes together
throughout grades 9-12. But I kept the yearbooks
anyway, because thanks to Francis Coelho, the art
director, the books were literally works of art. He
was too far ahead of his time, and was fired from
teaching art at CBC because he compared art to birth
in one of his classes and some older "lady" students
objected to us sheltered young students hearing about
such a tainted subject as birth!
Little did they know we sneaked into the Highland
Drive Inn in the trunk of a buick in high school, to
see a live, black and white version of an actual
birth! We could get out of the trunk by removing the
back seat, so no one but the cars next to us would
even know. It just looked like a rocking car in the
drive in, and there were plenty of those anyway!
MLou (Mary Lou) Williams (60)
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>>From: Eva Clark Perry (49)
Hi Gary,
It is hard to believe that we lived at 1319 Haines
until '91 and had no idea of all the people around us.
Her name may be Zellma but I always thot it Zelda.
Anyway Agnes (McVicker) Gibbons still lives at 1228
Gowen, she has had a stroke but still can communicate
with people. I am still wearing clothes that she gave
me, and have a lot on hand myself, and my, oh my, as I
think about it, sure 'nuff is a day or two ago.
Did you, remember, Davie, Larry or Carolyn Clark, or
Kathy??? You must have been more in their age bracket.
Thank you for responding, and the great job you and
Maren are doing.
Love and Prayers.
-Eva Clark Perry (49)
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>>From: Jerry Parker (57)
I used to live in Richland from 1943-1980 and spent my
youth there. I did not graduate but if I had it would
have been the class of '57. All my brothers and
sisters still live in the Tri-Cities and all but 1
attended Col Hi. I loved the pics on your page, they
brought back a lot of memories. I am putting your
address in my favorites group.
-Jerry Parker (57)
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>>From: Patricia "Patty" de la Bretonne (65)
This as a kick! This is Patricia de la
Bretonne(Patty). I graduated 1965. My sister Irene
Hays sent me a bunch of the mail and I spent an hour
just reading it. Thanks for getting this started. Does
every Col Hi graduate or attendee feel that somehow
she/he is special? We were part of an experiment and
those of us who still have our thyroids are the lucky
ones. I guess. Enough of that.
Erin Owens, where are you? I will never forget when
you moved in next door and all our young years of
friendship. I am living in Seattle, running an
Espresso Bar (What else?) and am
also a potter and ceramicist. I like to throw pots but
also am currently on a hand building binge. I have a
16 yr old son and am married to a (former)
producer/sound designer who just changed careers and
is now working for Bogle and Gates.
Finally got my BA in 1991 in counseling and am only
using it at the bar. Attempting to be a positive force
in the Universe. Baristas are the bartenders of the
90s. How about Kay Newton? Remember digging and
building fires at the old bus lot when the end of
Wilson and McPherson was the edge of town at that spot
-- with neighborhood kids as a grade schooler. I
remember walking to the Spudnut in junior hi,
sometimes before school with Julie to meet Robin and
Chris maybe?? I was young but remember Jim Russell and
friend at my Dad's shop. Linda Montgomery are you out
there? I want to receive this Bomber stuff.
Thanks.
-Patty
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>>From: Gin Brouns Harrison (76)
Greetings from Albany, New York
Greetings, '76 Bomber fans. I recall that someone was
collecting email addresses at the 1976-ers 20-year
class reunion, but haven't heard anything since then.
I'd love to be able to keep in touch with friends via
the internet. This web site is a great idea. Thanks to
those who initiated it.
In case anyone is interested, I'm a technology project
manager and instructional designer with Delmar
Publishers, a division of Thomson Publishing.
I'd like to hear some more updates on who's doing what
these days.
-Gin Brouns Harrison (76)
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>>From: Dave Dickson (72)
Hi: I'm Dave Dickson class of 72. I've been out of
touch with most everybody since I've left high school.
I have a twin brother (Howard) who lives in the same
town as I, and we are both interested in finding as
many class mates as we can. If any one knows of any
from the class of 72 please let me know.
Thanks
-Dave Dickson (72)
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[Dave -- Check the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site for
"Decade of the 70's" to find e-mail addresses for
fellow classmates --Maren]
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>>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71)
I have so many memories of growing up in this town.
Our family has been in this area for a long time. Our
grandma graduated from Pasco High in 1923. Our grandpa
Richardson's family homesteaded in Kennewick in the
early 1900's. I was actually born in D.C., but our Dad
was sent out here 1953, with A.E.C. He was a courier
and was away much of the time we were growing up. His
job was very hush-hush and we were never allowed to
know when he was leaving, where he was, or when he'd
be back. Or what he was doing, for that matter.
Sometimes he'd be gone a couple of days, sometimes a
week or two. It wasn't until later in life I found out
he had been delivering plutonium to other sites in the
United States. For that, he always rode on a "special
train" dubbed "The Black Widow". Other times, he would
deliver top secret papers, for that he'd fly. He'd
have an attache' case handcuffed to his wrist and was
not allowed to sleep until they were delivered. He
always carried a gun in a shoulder holster while on
the road, and was an expert shot. All I knew, growing
up, was that my dad was very important and very
special. I remember in Mrs. Brinkmans 5th grade class
at Lewis and Clark, the first day of school, we all
had to stand up one by one and tell who our fathers
worked for. I remember being so proud, because
everyone else's dad worked for G.E. and mine was the
only one who worked for AEC. Since everyone worked for
the government I used to wonder "who ran the gas
stations, who ran the grocery stores?" The last names
of other men who were couriers with my dad were:
House, Simmons, Tubbs, Freeman, Votendahl, Delsing,
Misch, Stoner, Hodges, Dean, Hess, Drake and
Comerford. You may recognize some of those names, from
kids we went to school with. (Frank Misch was Mike
Manor's (class of '68) Stepdad. They worked out of the
Richland airport, in little quonset huts (I think one
is still there) and later, out of the Federal
Building. Daddy died Christmas morning, 5-1/2 years
ago, after having open heart surgery. We really miss
him. My mom still lives on Benham (we lived in 3
different "A" houses on that street). My sisters still
live in Richland, as do all of our children, except
Betsy's son Jeff, who just joined the Marines and
Karen's son Kevin, who is attending WSU. My sister,
Kathy, married Lefty Roohr --aka Bob Loper (60). Some
memories I have of Richland and school days are:
Mrs. Brinkman teaching us to dance to Glowworm on
rainy days in the gym and her stories about Kippy.
Once in awhile she'd throw in a story about Sandy or
George, but mostly it was Kippy.
Did anyone else use to get Happy Birthday calls from
the birthday lady?
Like everyone else we used to play outside on those
endless summer nights. Team Tag was fun, with the
Allen and Gary Clarkson (Allen died several years ago
in a car accident) and Cindy and Carol Hanneman.
The ferry from North Richland to Pasco.
School hot lunches, which I rarely got. Chili and
cinnamon rolls, turkey or hamburger gravy over mashed
potatoes, those little paper straws for your milk,
that collapsed after a few sips.
How about the shots we used to have to get in grade
school. And the smallpox vaccinations. We all still
have the scars!! I remember going to the Community
House to get our polio vaccine... you could get it in
a sugar cube, or liquid.
I remember the crab feeds they used to have at the
Community House, too.
Mr. Davis, the p.e. teacher at Lewis and Clark.
How about the p.e. uniforms in jr. high? I remember
getting in trouble along with Linda Meeks and Connie
Pattison in 7th grade in Mrs. Roy's class and we got
sent to the office in our "monkey suits". We were
laughing so hard!
The drive-ins were a big thing for me, the Highland
Drive-in, Skyline, Rivervue, Island View, Starlight
(wasn't that one in West Richland?) I know there was
one or two more.
Gallenkamp Shoes in the Uptown
Shakey's Pizza in Pasco
The Hertz Motel...I think everyone had a Hertz in
their class.... anyone know where any of them are?
Last I knew, they had moved to Spokane. I'd love to
get in touch with Loretta.
The summer the Army invaded Richland, with their "War
Games". They camped in Columbia Park. Now, as I recall
people were asked to let them into their homes, to
hide them during the games, but my mother wouldn't
allow it, "because I have 4 daughters in this house"!
I can still hear those words ringing in my ears. We
were SO disappointed!
The dances.... CYO, Roller Rink, Richland Teen Action
etc...
My favorite DJ, J.Paul Damon
The water towers, they were wooden and were painted
like big bumble bees.
The coal being dumped into the coal bins. We'd run
outside after they were done and pick up the little
pieces of coal that had dropped on the ground.
Of course I have many other memories, but this has
gotten long.
-Susy Rathjen Whitney 71
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>>From: Doris Van Reenen Dollarhide (61)
Sharon Tate was crowned Miss Richland August 6, 1959
when she was 16. She was also named Autorama Queen
earlier that year. I still have the newspaper clipping
and pictures my dad took that night. Sharon had
borrowed a gown from me that my aunt had sent and she
wore it that night and of course looked great. I
remember a bunch of us girls went down early to visit
with her and see her crowned. She was a really a nice
gal and had a great sense of humor, a practical joker
at slumber parties.
Kippy Brinkman to my knowledge left Las vegas some
time ago and lives in San Diego and in talking to
another friend of ours the other night she saw Kippy
just awhile back and confirmed she is still in San
Diego and looking great as usual.
-Doris Van Reenen Dollarhide (61)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/2/98
26 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Maren Smyth (64)
A note for some who may not realize this: When I type
"mailto:" just before an e-mail address and if I do it
right and there are NO SPACES anywhere, the e-mail
address will show up blue/underlined. When you see
that, you can click on the blue/underlined part and a
"new message" will pop onto your screen already
addressed to the person!!!
Some of you MAY have noticed that '' in the
text of what you sent in and you KNOW you didn't type
it that way.... that's cuz I added it for you!!
-Maren Smyth (64)
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>>From Gary Behymer (64)
Searching for Sharon Phillips who attended Sacajawea
Grade School up thru her junior year at Col-Hi. She
would have graduated with the class of 1964 and would
be approximately 52 years of age. If you have any
information regarding her whereabouts, please contact
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Patty Crawley (74)
This is great. Did not realize I could miss dust
storms, chasing mosquito trucks and Mr. Clayton's
health class... I'm sure a cruise through the annual
will bring back stories, more later. Please add my
name your list.
My original name is Crawley... I was a Schleitweiler
for 12 years, but that's a name you just don't want to
carry around with you if you're no longer in the
family. My brothers are Chuck and Mike, we went the
same educational route as yourself, Christ the King
(which probably merits it's own web site on Sister
Martin Mary stories alone), Carmichael and Col Hi.
It's brought a smile to my face reliving events such
as whole body counters and Zip's cherry cokes.
Thanks
Patty Crawley (74)
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>>From: Paula Vinther Case (69)
Hi Gary and Janis,
Yes, I'm a Richland Bomber - class of '69. I grew up
on Birch Ave.( my parents are still there) and went to
Marcus Whitman and Carmichael. I married a Pasco
Bulldog (Paul Case - class of '67) and have lived in
Pasco for the last 22 years. We have two boys - one
is a junior at PHS and the other is a sophomore at
Whitworth College in Spokane.
A friend told me about your Alumni Sandstorm and sent
me some excerpts from it. It's great!! Please add me
to the list. Thanks to you and Maren for all your
work.
Paula
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>>From: L. Alan McMurtry
"Miss Washington, Kippy Brinkman of Richland, was
named Most Talented Musician. She is a harpist. "
Found the above in the Miss America Archives 1966
[URL deleted for this e-mail -- you can find it on the
ALL Bomber Alumni Links site. E-mail me if you need
the URL for the Links site --Maren]
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>>From: Dale Byrom (51)
Hi Maren..
I said once that I wouldn't leave without saying bye,
so.. today [9/1] is my last day on *Prodigy.. maybe
one day I will update this antique equipment and drop
in again.. till then, thanks for all the notes and
updates on all the exes.. I didn't know any of them
until today.. Joan Eckert Sullens... the first person
I met when we moved to Richland back in the middle
ages.. at Sacajawea in the sixth grade.. (to the best
of my foggy memory).. she probably wont remember me
but tell her Hello.. and if anyone asks, I live in
Roswell, NM.. (with all the aliens) *g*.. (OH! I did
want to tell you that I have visited the Trinity Site
here in NM.. where the first bomb was tested.. and
being from Richland where the plutonium came from that
was used, it was quite interesting).. well Thanks
again, Maren , for being so nice and keeping everyone
informed..
Dale Byrom
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>>From: Erin Owens Hyer 66
Help! Somehow the Sandstorm is all I am getting. (As
if that's not enough!) Loving every minute but don't
know how to find the web site. I am looking for class
lists, etc. Can you send it to me? Thanks.
Loved seeing mail from Patty de la Bretonne. I e-
mailed someone who mentioned your sister Irene. Then
Irene joined the pool. So I was really excited to see
you jump in, too. So many memories of playing dolls
in the morning and Davey Crocket in the afternoon.
Will be in touch.
One of my favorite teachers I haven't seen mentioned
was Mrs. Helen Burns. She was my PE teacher. I took
every PE class I could. I ended up majoring in PE at
WSU. I always wanted to grow up and be just like her.
When I realized that wasn't how it worked, I gave up
PE. She is now Helen Nash and that name may change
soon. We have become good friends. She still lives
in Richland. She worked at ColHi, Hanford and WSU
Richland campus. Her daughter Kathy lives in
Richland. I forget where her son Randy is but he is
doing well.
I remember living on the "edge" of town and attending
Jason Lee. They found baby rattlers on the play
ground one day and showed them around school so we
would know what to look out for. In junior hi, my
folks had a house built across from Jason Lee in the
fields where I used to love the play. Such is
progress.
Thanks again for this fun time.
-Erin Owens Hyer (66)
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>>From: Tamara Lyons Zirians (76)
I'm a Bomber!
Please add me to your email list.
By the way, did you know either of my older sisters,
Paula Jill Lyons (64) or Debbie Lyons (65)?
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>>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65)
Kippy Brinkman was a very successful lounge musician
in Las Vegas until her retirement. She played the
harp. She and her husband sailed along the Pacific
Coast of the Americas one year for fun. She was my
idol when I was a little girl. She ran for Miss
Washington twice. When she did get to the Miss America
Pageant, she won some money for her musical talent.
What a pretty woman.
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
Gary,
Just found all of you a couple of days ago. I did
sign in and left a message which was put on the web
site. However, I've read all the memories and wanted
to leave one but somewhere along the way I missed the
instructions on how to add my own memories.
We moved to Richland in 1945 so I have lots of
memories. Please let me know what I need to do in
order to share some of my memories (all of them would
take too many pages).
Thanks for your help.
Marguerite Groff Tompkins (class of '54)
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>>From: Marilyn Groff Taylor (63)
Hi Maren,
This note is from Marilyn (Groff) Taylor class of
1963. I am going on vacation starting Sept.2, will be
back Sept. 14. I think it would be best not to email
any Sandstorms while I'm away. Don't want to over
load anything. Thanks so much for the memories.
Marilyn
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[Marilyn -- OK. Let me know when you get back and I'll
put you back on the Sandstorm list. ---Maren]
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>>From: Sue Warren Warren (63)
Just checked out the Bomber site for the first time
and I love it One correction in the class of '59 list
of classmates: Sandy Warren's married name is
Armstrong.
Also someone was looking for Kenny Gruver -- last that
I heard is was in Calif but you can contact his
brother Perry Gruver -- lives in West Richland. E-mail
me and I will give you his phone # and Address if you
like.
I have loved reading all of the memories from times
gone by and its wonderful to stroll down memory lane.
Keep up all of the good work and keep the memories
coming
-Sue Warren Warren (63)
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>>From: Jean Eckert Imholte (72)
Heard via my sister that you can E-mail some sort of
alumni publication (Sandstorm?). I graduated in l972
and my name is Jean Eckert (now Imholte). Could you
please forward info to me at [deleted for privacy].
Thanks - this should be fun!
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>>From: Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68)
Re: Our Eckert Clan List:
Hi Maren Smyth;
(Love that spelling of your last name!)
We are a family of ten children. There are six of us
on E-Mailing to one another. the rest we see several
times a year at family gatherings. To date, we are
all alive and healthy as are our parents, married 66
years on October 15th, 1998. Vada and Andy Eckert of
Richland.
The children: (and their graduation year) Bomber's:
Joan Elaine Eckert ('52)
Andrew Eckert Jr. (went into the military and finished
school)
Virginia (Jinnie) Kay Eckert ('58)
Robert (Bob) L. Eckert ('60)
Rita Annette Eckert ('61)
Donald (Don) W. Eckert ('64)
Leona (Mari) M. Eckert ('65 - finished school in CA)
Patricia (Patty) Sue Eckert ('68)
Jeanne Marie Eckert ('72)
Christian James Eckert ('80 or '81) called Richland
High then
Hopefully I got these yrs. correct on their classes!
If not, I am within a year of being right.
Wondered when the name changed over from Col Hi to
Richland High ????
Cannot believe I just missed my 30 year reunion!!! Oh
well. This, in a way, is much better by far in my own home.
Thanks, just thought I'd give you the list. I have so
many inquiring if I have this or that brother or
sister, so here's the list.
As to the name changing, was that just a certain class
decided they were going to drop the mushroom - bomb -
stuff and become more modern and changed the name???
Do you know? Like to hear that story if you know.
Thanks
Patty Eckert Koontz Weyers (68)
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[Patty -- I understand that 1982 was the
last year it was called Col Hi. --Maren]
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>>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
I'm trying desperately to remember who contacted me
for our last reunion. Dorreen Hallenbeck was one, but
I believe she has moved from the area. Bill Wilkins is
still there and is usually on top of all the goings
on. I'll try to find out when I'm up there which will
be the weekend of the 12th.
Unfortunately I can't help you on the Osterman twins
[Larry and LaVerne (51)]. Haven't seen or heard of
them since graduation.
Club 40 is having their party the 11th. Don't think
we'll be up there in time for that, but I'll bet some
of them would have info or some of our class might
even be there. They were all pretty good party-ers!!
I just had a thought (I do once in a while!). If all
of my sibs check in with you, they will have covered
most of the school years there. My youngest brother,
Chris, is 34 and there are ten of us on up to me at
64! We'll keep you busy!
Joan
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>>From: Bill Craddock (61)
Please include me on the Alumni Sandstorm list. I'm
Bill Craddock - Carmichael Cougar/Richland Bomber '61.
I remember lots of the folks who have provided stuff.
I'll enter some of my own soon. I still have Spudnuts
occasionally and Zips burgers.
thanks
Bill Craddock
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>>From: Patty Ulseth Norris (73)
Hi,
My name is Patty Ulseth Norris, class of 1973. We're
living down in beautiful Scottsdale, AZ and loving all
of the golf and sunshine.
Jeff & I just celebrated our 26th anniversary and are
still having a great time.
Is there going to be a 25th reunion? Not sure if I
could make it or not - let me know.
Thanks,
Patty
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>>From: Mary Hansen (67)
My Sister (class of '63) tells me you are doing
wonderful things with those who have come to a time in
their lives when remembrances begin coming fast and
furious. I would love to be put on your e-mailing
list to receive the brain droppings of other Richland
grads.
Please begin sending me the SandStorm.
Mary Hansen, Col Hi Class of '67
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
How do I access the web site to participate in the
Sandstorm Highlights discussions?
A true "Bomber" from way back (1954),
-Millie Finch Gregg
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>>From: John Northover (59)
Re: Kippy
To: Betty Neal Brinkman (62)
Betty,
WHAT a SMALL WORLD!!!
Hello, I am a '59 graduate of the best High School in
the Nation!!
A word about Kippy Lou Scott, When I remarried, my
fiancee and I hired a Harpist to provide music for our
ceremony. You know how weddings are, most people do
not pay attention to anything. It seems to be one big
mushy memory. We had about 75 people at the Loews
Coronado Resort Hotel, down here in San Diego and
about half of them commented later about the great
music. In fact I have passed her name to others
looking for music for various functions.
On another note, I believe Sharon Tate dated Billy
Smithers while she was in Richland.
take care
john
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>>From: Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60)
Roni O'Donnel: Do you remember me? You trained me to
replace you, working for Charlie Nix and about 17
others around 1963. We must have been working for
General Electric. I don't remember where you were
going? I wondered, what are you doing now? I have
been retired about a year and I love it.
Does anyone remember The Lagoon at Columbia Park? I
nearly drowned there as a young teenager swimming with
friends. Several talked me into swimming out to the
rope that floated across the lagoon. I made it that
far and tried to grab hold to rest and of course the
rope could not support me; it went down. Very tired, I
just gave up, but a friend, Everett Zepp (who passed
away from cancer many years ago) would give me a
shove, swim to catch up, then gave me another shove
toward shore. We made it back. This summer they
drained the lagoon to do some work and as I drove by I
was amazed to see that it looked only 5 or 6 feet deep
all the way across! If I had known that I may not
have panicked. It looked like I might have "bounced"
my way to shore!
Mary Lou Williams: Your name is very familiar. I'll
have to get the annual out. If you graduated with
Rita, you graduated with me.
-Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60
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>>From: Georgia Schmidt Wilson (65)
Gary - Please put me on the list to receive the
sandstorm. I also went to Chief Jo for ninth grade
(did 7 & 8 at Carmichael), and graduated in '65 from
Col High. Sure am enjoying all the memories.
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>>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63)
Good morning! I look forward to my Sandstorm each
day. I print it out and have to wait until I get home
from work to read it... what a way to start and end a
day! It is wonderful. Thanks again.
The grocery story at GWW and McMurray was Kaisers,
I believe. (The was some comment about it the other day.)
Class of '63... anyone know the whereabouts of Susan
Konecny? She lived out in West Richland in high school.
Have a great day....and THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES!
Ann McCue Hewett ('63)
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>>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65)
Well so every one will know I'm Carolyn Karns - Keck
-married Roger Keck (64) -- high school sweetheart
and still married this Sept will be 33 years for us.
We have 3 children 2 girls ages 30, 28 and 1 son 26.
The girls were Bomber grads the Son wanted to go to
Hanford High for some reason. The oldest lives in
Richland and the youngest lives in Richland along with
us. The middle lives in Vancouver WA and she married
a Bomber named John Fetterolf. We have 4
grandchildren 3 boys and 1 girl. The oldest grandson
is 7 and the youngest grandson is 3 months.
Roger and I are getting ready to move to Hawaii the
Big Island to build our last house and rest. I lived
the best part of my life on the corner of Hains and GW
way. Saw a lot of stuff living there all the cruising
around the Uptown and lots of changes.
Has any one seen or heard from Jan Barnes (65)?
That's all for now class of 65
-Carolyn Karns Keck (65)
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>>From: Micki Spears Rose (61)
In answer to the question about Sharon Tate & Kippy
Brinkman, I'm sure they knew each other, being
cheerleaders (of different years) etc., but I don't
have any recollection that Sharon was a singer.
Chances are, if she did sing... it would have been
beautiful, but I don't think it was her forte'. I read
that she later took extensive dancing and singing
lessons when she was being groomed to be a major movie
star by the studios.
The person most known for singing in our class of 1961
was Beth Pederson. She made her living as a vocalist
after High School, I caught a couple of shows in
Seattle, but I do not know if she is still in the
business.
I saw Kippy Brinkmans mother on Easter this year, (her
family went to Southside Church, as did mine, and Mrs.
Brinkman was one of my brothers teachers at Lewis and
Clark) she said Kippy was in San Diego and very happy.
She is still playing music. She was such an "All
American" kind of girl... and so talented.
This is the best site on the web... I even have
friends that only know about the "Richland" experience
from me that are now accessing and reading our
stuff... everyone wants to be a Bomber!!! Our history
is so interesting and unique... even to those who did
not experience it themselves!
Class of 1962... does anyone know where Roland
Lawerence is, or his sister?
Hazel Gruver, are you out there...let's talk!!! Pam
Swain, Sandra McGinnis, Linda Larsen, Carolyn White...
ditto to you guys!
John Lambert... do you remember (1st grade) coming to
my door (633 Cedar) and walking me to school every day
at Marcus Whitman... do you still have the grade
school picture (we were the cute couple in the front
row)?
Jim Anderson... where are you? I missed talking to
you at the last reunion. I still have the necklace
(stolen from your sister!!!) you gave me when you
asked me to be your girl outside the 3rd grade Quonset
hut at Lewis and Clark. Mrs. Lester was our teacher.
Keep up the good work, Gary and Maren...all of us
appreciate your time and energy.
-Micki Spears Rose (61)
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>>From Thomas W McGuire (54)
I'm Thomas W. McGuire from the class of '54. Looking
for classmates. One in particular is Jerry Swain. Do
you have a clue? Nice Web Page. I have a sister that
still lives in WA and she let me know about you
endeavors.
Tom
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That's it for today. Please send more!
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/3/98
16 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
Warning!!! You can't get to there from here. For all
of you WSU football fans who will be traveling to
Pullman, Washington, this weekend, to watch those
Cougars play Illinois, try not to come through Colfax,
if it is on your way. Major road construction North
of Colfax and in Colfax will hamper your best travel
plans. Same day activities will include a local
volleyball tournament and University of Idaho football
with EWSC.
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>>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
Hi,
This has turned out to be more interesting than I
expected -- SO I will need to change my email address
from business to personal. Please change my address.
Can you change this also at the web site? Thanks.
Eckerts... ? Rita taught me to say the following in
under 2 seconds (she was very good at it): "Joan,
Junior, Jinny, Bobby, Rita, Donny, Mary, Pat, Johnny,
Jeanie" As it turns out, Chris -- the last one -- may
have been one of my students when I returned to teach
at Col Hi from 1974-1980. I would not have recognized
him as one of the clan that seemed almost like my own
family to me. Rita, Bobby, Ernie (my brother) and I
roamed the old neighborhood --bounded by Wilson, Van
Giesen, Mahan and Thayer--which was then the edge of
town. We also scouted the desert to the north for
Indian beads, arrowheads, snakes, and fresh fruit
owned by no one and ripe for our picking.
Irene de la Bretonne Hays
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>>From: Mike Figg (70)
Gary, definitely have your email address memorized!
Someone, Anne Hewett I think, mentioned that of course
the market at George Washington and McMurray was
Kaisers. And does anyone remember Juanita working
there? I remembering her catching me one day sticking
a Big Hunk in my pocket. I wanted to see if it would
fit in the pocket so I could sneek it past my mother.
Never had any thought of swiping it, honest.
It was I who mentioned that store being Mayfair and
Campbell's. Does anybody remember clearly? Of course
it was Kaiser's, as Anne mentioned, and I remember it
being Mayfair, which might have been a chain. But
Campbell's rings a bell too.
-Mike Figg
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>>From: Mickey Lynch Rose (66)
Do you have any information on Carol Saari, Class of
66. I would very much like to find out where she is
and contact her. If you have anything, would you
please send it to me? Thank you.
Mickey Lynch Rose (class of 66)
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>>From: John Northover (59)
AND, I sure am having fun!!! I tell my wife about
this and she gets this ... "OH noooooo!!" look on her
face ... "HE is going to talk about his BOMBERS
AGAIN!!!" Actually she finds this interesting and
tries to understand that we {the BOMBERS} had a very
unique situation, at least up to the early '60s.
What was really unique was that there was no other
side of the tracks in our town in the '50s. When the
town belonged to the government, one was assigned a
house. You might be living next to a in-house lawyer
for the AEC, some one who owned one of the local
stores, a fireman [my dad], a secretary [divorced,
with kids ... berry, berry bad in those days], a
mechanical engineer, an atomic laundry man, a
scientist .... etc. Us kids did not know the
difference ... and were better for it.
thanks
john
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>>From: Veronica Yates Jones (64)
The grocery at the corner of GWW and McMurray was
Kaiser's Market -- about 2 blocks from my house. It
was connected to the drug store next door --
Johnson's. The drug store would close before the
market, and they would block off the doorway with
shopping carts. That was supposed to keep the shoppers
out of the drug store...and it did! Before the trees
in the neighborhood, we could see the sign. Could get
Twinkies for 10 cents, candy bars for 5 cents. The
drug store sold frozen Milky Way candy bars and had a
neat soda fountain.
Talked my mom into buying me some paper dolls one
day with the promise that I would play with them. I
thought the bride doll outfit was so pretty that I
never did play with them much.
Oh yes -- Bert Wells! I have his autograph! He
sang a song about a "rabbit ears" TV antenna--still
know the words to the refrain.
-Veronica Yates Jones (64)
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>>From Doris Day Coffee (71)
Hello from Texas
Hey Gary,
I have really enjoyed reading the updates on the
"Sandstorm". It sure brings back a lot of memories as
to when I was a kid growing up in Richland. I lived at
103 Cullum St most of my school years, not to far from
Lewis and Clark Elem. All the kids in the Day family
went to L&C and later to Carmichael and Col-High. I
can remember walking the halls in Lewis and Clark and
thinking how big the school was. My first grade
teacher was Mr. Manor. I can't remember who my second
grade teacher was but I remember Mrs. Lester my sixth
grade teacher and Mr. Knight. I was in Richland a
few months ago and did receive a call from Mrs.
Lester. It was great hearing from her. She was my
Sunday school teacher as well. I remember a lot of the
kids that I went to school with by name but I probably
would not know by face if I stumbled upon them. Tommy
McPeak and Kenny Goodnow I remember quite well. Both
did not live to far from me in town. The Cambell
twins, Ronnie and Donnie, John Workman, and Jimmy
Stein. My husband brother Tommie attended the special
Ed school there at L&C and I recall many a afternoon
after lunch playing teather ball with him. Tommie
pasted away last Christmas. I was reading what Susi
Rathjen Whitney had to say about our days at
Carmichael and the dreaded monkey suits. Boy weren't
they a piece of art. I hated them too. I remember
you had to go to BB&M's to get them. I hung out with
Susie along with Linda Meeks and Sandi Leonard. I
remember that they were the tallest girls in the
school and me being only 5'2" we were quite a sight.
I remember the parties on the weekends, tooling Zips
drive-in, beer busts, drag racing and among other
things. Spent a lot of time out in Benton City with
another dear friend of mine, Kalleen Cook. She also
attended L&C for a while before transferring.
Alot of things have changed in Richland over the years
and it's a shame. I had been living in Texas now for
over 17 years in a little town called Walnut Springs.
All the kiddos are grown and away from home. Jerry is
retired from TU Electric and I'm still employed with
the same company. Been there now 15 years. I would
love to hear from anyone who might remember who I was.
Need to make this one short.
Will write again.
-Doris Day Coffee (66)
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>>From: Maureen Sullivan Fleischman (76)
This seems to be catching on like wildfire! I even
got my sister Terese (66) looking for classmates when
she was at my house yesterday. Just wanted to thank
you again for putting this all together. I'm trying
to get my kids to understand the concept of growing up
in a small town with an identity such as Richland's.
Having moved every two years for their whole lives,
it's tough for them to understand.
Does anyone remember when they threatened to close the
N reactor in about 1965? I was in first or second
grade, and I remember our Christ the King class had to
write letters to the president begging him not to
close the reactor. I didn't know what the heck I was
writing for, except that the nuns told us that life as
we knew it would end if all our dads lost their jobs.
The basketball memories (especially the poem about the
tunnel and the "new" Dawald gym) were great. I
remember our parents camping out all night in front of
that gym to get Regional and State tickets, and
caravaning up to Spokane and Seattle for the big
tourneys. I loved the bleacher bums and looked
forward to their cheers every friday night. Our class
of 76 didn't fare too well in basketball, but our
football team went undefeated and got 2nd in state.
For me, as well as for many other baby bombers, the
memories from the classes of the 60's are fun to read,
since our older brothers and sisters were teens then.
I grew up thinking that Ray Stein, Kippy Brinkman and
others were as famous the world over as they were in
Richland! I loved that the whole town turned out for
sporting events, the the "Tricycle Herald" put local
news ahead of national events, and that we had a real
sense of community. After all, words like, "lagoon,"
"third island", "A-city" and "spudnuts" were
recognized only by us locals.
Speaking of teachers, I had Mr. Gentle too. He was
so nice, but the only kid who seemed to understand him
sat in the front row of my trig class -- his son,
Walter, also a really nice guy. My brother Ned saw
Cal at his 30th reunion. I had Mrs. Davis for English
-- she was the best. I had Mr. Labreque for French,
and I think he still lives in Richland. He would
throw things at my feet to wake me up during class.
Our choir director was Ted Baer. He was like Mr.
Holland in the movie, "Mr. Holland's Opus". A
wonderful man who succumbed to cancer last year.
Well I clearly have too much time on my hands. Let's
hear from other 76ers--hi, Tami and Gin!! "Call me,
don't be afraid, you can call me..."
-Maureen Sullivan Fleischman (76)
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>>From Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
Thanks for your email. I was a graduate of 1961.
Please do register me for any of your newsletters....I
want all the latest scoop. Any plans for 1961 reunion
yet? I hear from a friend that there is a 1959 reunion
planned...we may even make it to that one! Would sure
be a kick getting to see everyone again.
Take care, nice to hear from you, and it's GREAT to be
back!
Cheers
-Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
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>>From Eva Clark Perry (49)
Hi again, if my memory is right, weren't we the
largest class to graduate from Col. Hi. 100 of us. At
least for the years that it had been. I sure would
send a list of Graduates, if i could find my annual in
the storage shed. So hopefully, someone else can help
Club 40. This sure is fun, to be remembering all the
good times. Sure hope next week-end is great for
everyone who can make it. As Mrs. Nadine Brown tagged
me, Love Eve eeee rrrrrrr. seems my name was the only
one she could make an r sound.
-Eva Clark Perry (49)
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>>From: John Campbell (63)
I enjoy the Sandstorm very much. All this reminiscing
brings back many fond memories.
My family moved to Washington from Nebraska in 1947,
and we moved into a ranch house on Birch about a year
later. It's fun to look at old pictures with no trees
or lawns back then. It was a nice place to grow up in
- - almost no crime, you could ride your bikes
anywhere (wish we had some of those baseball cards we
put in the spokes), could go the movie for a quarter
or less (remember pushing all the buttons when someone
got a pop at the Village Theater - it came out like
Dr. Pepper), played outside in the summer evenings
(hide and go seek, Annie Annie Over), go to the
swimming pool on a hot day (trying to act like a belly
flop didn't hurt), take your BB gun to the green belt,
trying to walk in thongs, dropping by the Tastee
Freeze and trying to eat it before it dripped all over
you – those were the days!
I went to Marcus Whitman (remember the little school
store out back where you could get the fake
cigarettes), Carmichael, and RHS class of 63 - enjoyed
our reunion - CBC, EWU, and Seattle U. In grade
school, I remember how smart Kenny Carlson was and how
his teacher had him visit all of our classes (2nd
grade?) to recite Jaberwokey (sp?) In 6th grade, Mr.
Skyler would let us bop to records if we were good all
week. I remember going over to George Sharp's house
and seeing his dad's '57 chev. I had to have one, and
eventually I got one in high school. It was an
automatic, and while I worked at Densow's, the guys
next door at the Richfield station (Jim Stahl) talked
me into putting the auto shifter on the floor for
laughs (dumb idea). Later, I bought Jim McGruder's
'57 Chev – guess what? I still have one. Cars where
important to guys back then, and still are to some of
us. Remember when I guy from Kennewick challenged
everyone at Zip's one night, and finally Rose walked
out and put him down with one punch?
I had a lot of good memories with my friends and count
myself lucky in that we still see Don and Lila
Brackenbush and John Dale up here in the Seattle area.
Get down to Richland every now and then. So, if you
see a silver '57 chev, drop over and say howdy.
John Campbell (class of '63)
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>>From Gary Behymer (64)
My thanks to Don Panther for his help and knowledge in
locating Sharon Phillips for the Class of 1964. (;-)
Sharon married Bob Wyrick ('62, I believe) and they've
lived in California for several years. I'm not sure
where, but will get her address and get back to you.
Her sister lives in Boise, her mother passed away
several years ago and her dad is in an assisted care
home in Richland.
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From Terry Christensen (61)
Gary,
Still see classmates trying to figure out the name of
the grocery store on the corner of McMurray and GWW.
The store was called Kaiser's Market. It changed
names later, but eventually was tore down. The
parking lot was vacant for a long time, only used for
seasonal Christmas tree sales. Today a Pizza Hut sits
there.
-Terry Christensen (61)
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>>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
No one's mentioned the yellow mums all the florists
sold for Homecoming games. They were beautiful.
Also, what about dinner at the Tahitian Room in Uptown
on Prom Night???? If you were lucky you got to sit in
one of the cabana booths....Was the food really that
good or were we just deprived, (living in a town with
no good fancy restaurants)? Some people were
adventurous and drove all the way to the Yakima
Airport for dinner.
-Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
The Class of 1964 is searching for the following
individual, Connie Beaty, for reunion purposes.
Anyone having information on her or her family, please
contact me at [deleted for privacy] .
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>>From: Carole Sledge Jones (63)
Thanks Maren and Gary for the outstanding job you
are doing with "Alumni Sandstorm". What memories
come flooding back. Linda [Belliston] Boehning [63]:
I do remember being quarantined. I think my brothers
(Ron 65) and Dave (69) and I spread the diseases out
far enough apart that my mom was the one suffering
with us closed up for so long.
On Sharon Tate. I inherited her cheer leading outfit
my 8th grade year at Chief Jo. (Wish I could say it
still fit). The skirt was made by her mother and had
the zipper on the wrong side. She always told me it
was because her mom was pregnant when she made it.
Still haven't figured that one out. Still have the
emblems and her name patch as keepsakes. Gave the
sweater to my brother, Ron, to wear skiing.... Think
he wore that and a pair of pantyhose to keep warm.....
Sorry, Ron if you read this.
What was the name of the spillway we use to slide down
in Pasco? I showed my grandsons as we boated by and
they couldn't believe we would jump/fall off that. My
mom just figured out why we had green socks in the
wash after hearing the story.
Also remember taking our bikes on the ferry at north
Richland and crossing to the Pasco side and riding our
bikes near white bluffs. EL LOU DON RU JO. Are any
of you out there?
Thanks again for all the memories. I look forward to
messages every day!
-Carole Sledge Jones (63)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/4/98
14 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Al Parker (53)
Not everything Has Changed... Spudnut Tradition
Endures...
Norma Loescher Boswell (53) shares this excerpt from a
recent e-mail from Jack Hooper (53) with Al Parker
(53)
"I received the info about our reunion about a month
ago. I want be able to attend this one but hope to the
next time we meet. I was in Richland about two years
ago - not everything had changed. I just had to have a
couple of Spudnuts."
Al replies: Jack's reference to Spudnuts reminds me:
Once upon a time, many years ago, one of the Spudnut
partners comes into our family owned store, Parker's
Hardware, and buys a toilet from me. (I should
remember both partner's names, but I seem to be
suffering from a severe Gingko Biloba deficiency right
now.) Anyway, after installing his toilet the guy
can't wait to call me on the phone and ask, "Do you
stand behind your products?" So I just tell him this:
"In certain cases, as with such items as toilets, I
much prefer to stand in front of the products I sell."
He finds this answer quite satisfactory and goes back
to rolling out his dough and moving his Spudnuts from
the cure box to the fryer. Even today, I can
personally report, RHS graduates from everywhere,
revisiting from across the years are saying, "Let's
meet over coffee and a SPUDNUT!"
-Al Parker (53)
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
Hi Gary: Thanks so much for you and Maren's efforts to
allow us 'old' bombers to reflect on times past. What
a wonderful time in our life -when life was good. It
is exciting to hear remembrances of By's Burgers (what
a place to meet) and of course the Spudnut Shop!. How
could anyone forget that place.
My family came to Richland in 42/43? and I remember we
had to stay in the Desert Inn Hotel for 2 weeks while
they completed our "A" house at 200 Cullum (corner of
Benham and Cullum). Then in 44/45? my brother Bob
contacted polio and the government moved our family
into an "H" house on the corner of Davenport and Abert
and my mom still lives there today!
I remember going to school at Lewis & Clark and there
not being any streets or sidewalks (so to speak) it
was really a barren area. I think my mom was convinced
that my dad had brought us to the end of the world,
coming from beautiful Denver, Colorado!
Does anyone remember Mrs. Puterbaugh and how she used
a ruler to smack the back of your hand if you
misbehaved? This was at Lewis/Clark.
Also our class (54) were the first ones to enjoy the
beautiful new Carmichael Jr. High. I remember Mr.
Dunton, music teacher and also Mr. Janz, algebra
teacher. Who by the way I saw this past spring and he
told me how wonderful we were!!
I can't remember the female PE teacher at Carmichael -
anyone out there know??
I will write more later, but this is so much fun and
once again Thanks!!!
-Millie Finch Gregg (54)
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>>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
Thanks for all the neat contacts and contributions of
the Sandstorm...it's great getting to hear from all
the Bomber gang. These recollections from the past
sure bring back memories. Yes, I too, frequented the
old Kaiser's Market; Mom used to send us for a quick
loaf of bread or head of lettuce. My brother, Gary
(Class of '64), and I always somehow found time for a
stop at the soda fountain for a Green River or
flavored coke. We lived at the corner of George
Washington and Van Giesen, across from Jefferson
School on Davison. Still have fond memories of wading
in the irrigation ditch where, I think, the new Travel
Lodge sits now, and fishing in that ditch from a tree.
Gary made me stay up in the tree until a baited my own
hook....yukky! In the winter we ice skated on that
same irrigation ditch. And does anyone remember what
a thrill it was to sled down the dike & try hard not
to go into the Columbia River. It was great!!!
Have just returned to the Pacific Northwest (Monroe,
WA) from 15 years in Alaska. Lived in Ketchikan,
Anchorage and Sitka, but got real tired of the rain
and dismal cloudiness...great to be back in the
sunshine, but quite a transition getting used to this
hot summer. Would like to hear from any of you Class
of '61 Bombers.
Cheers,
-Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
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>>From: Harold "Hal" Burger (62)
Gary,
Thanks for a wonderful job you and Maren are doing
with the Alumni Sandstorm. Makes me wish I had a
computer 5 yrs ago. Was informed of Bomber pages from
my brother Jim Burger, Class of 72
[deleted for privacy]. For your records I'm from the
great class of 62 (They were all great classes). You
can add my name and email to whatever lists are
appropriate. Also you mentioned you thought you had an
address for Judy Shuey (64?) Would like to have it if
anybody knows it. Question, do I send commentary for
Alumni Sandstorm to you at this address or is there
another one lurking inside my computer somewhere????
I've only had this thing 4 months and I'm still
learning. Tell Maren that I thought cut and paste was
something we did in 1st grade!!!!! I can still
remember the taste of that stuff. Hope to hear from
you.
Regards
Hal (62)
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[Hal -- you can send stuff to either Gary or me. I had
Mrs. Dorothy Shank for first grade and she taught me
well. Cut/paste was always one of my favorites. --- A
LOT more fun without the glue, though!! ---Maren]
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>>From: Denny Damschen (62)
Excellent work Gary on the Web Site. Thanks and
thanks Maren for your "Virtual Sandstorm" efforts.
Both are appreciated. They've got a good beat and
they're easy to dance to -- I give 'em a 10!!
I'm enjoying the recollections of all the
contributors. Like LeRoy Parchen said "Been there -
Done that". From the Rose Bowl to the Skyline Drive-
in, from the Horn Rapids dune buggy races to the
Plumber's and Steamfitter's Hall dances in Pasco, I've
experienced all that has been mentioned. Thanks for
the mam..., uh, er, memories.
I've seen reference to the drive-in at the Y. The
official name was the Island View. I spent many a
night there not watching the movie.
I can recall one outdated thing that no one has
mentioned. I turned 21 in basic training and at the
conclusion was allowed to come home for two weeks. I
went to the liquor store on the Parkway to get my
long-awaited Washington State Liquor control Board
Card. They sent me next door to Payless Drugs,
directly across from C. C. Anderson's, to get a mug
shot. The cards are no longer needed and come to
think of it I didn't need one growing up either.
After all we had the V & J Market and Templeman's in
Kennewick, Ray's Grocery at the Y, and Stan's Lucky 5
Tavern (Thursday night was Teen Night).
-denny damschen (62)
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[Denny -- I hope that '10' rating is 10 out of 10!!
American Bandstand ratings were based on 100% ---Maren]
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>>From Ray Stein (64)
I loved reading Veronica Yates Jones's (64) reference
to Bert Wells and his song. I remember it too! Tell
me if I've got it right.
"Rabbit ears, rabbit ears,
All he's got is rabbit ears,
And I've got antennas to the sky.
He gets his picture bright and clear,
But all I get's an atmosphere
Of snow, sleet, hail and soggy pie!"
I should have spelled gets as gits, 'cause that's how
he use to sing it.
-Ray Stein (64)
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer '64
Hi Maren,
Is this how you want us to start out to you? It really
bothers me not the remember the streets' name that
budded up with Campbell's Grocery Store. I clearly
remember the store. Many times I would walk there when
I lived on Douglas. I remember running across the
payment bare footed. Boy, did that feel good in the
hot, ha. Bev Kendall lived across the street from the
store. I remember one time that I really wanted this
little toy for my doll. My mother wouldn't buy it for
me, so I put it in my coat pocket and took it home.
Well, a day or so later she found out about it and did
I ever get into trouble. I had to take it back and
tell the clerk what I had done and tell them that I
was sorry. I must have been in first or second grade
then. I was so embarrassed and humiliated that I NEVER
did anything like that again. I was thinking that the
store was named Mayfair afterwards. The next time that
I'm in Richland I'll have to go by there.
Keep up the good work you guys.
-Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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[Carol -- Close enough!! I can work with that without
having to look up your maiden name and year. Of course
I KNOW yours, but there are some I don't know by
heart! :-) --Maren]
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>>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65)
To anyone - mentioning the Homecoming Mums - When my
son started going to Homecomings (at Hanford High
School!) in 1993, I naively thought that was still a
tradition. Only Arlene's Florist knew what I was
talking about. They came up with a weak imitation; and
Jim was on every boy's #*_# list because the other
girls loved them and they didn't get one! The sad news
I have to relate is that Julia Davis and her husband
have recently had to go to a nursing home in Pullman.
They are in very poor health.
-Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Hi it's Patty de la Bretonne, Hi to Don Panther.
anyone know where Geraldine Davis is? She was a grade
school friend who ended up graduating a year later
1966. I would really love to get in touch with her.
Thanks again for getting this sandstorm going. It's a
kick.
-Patty
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>>From: One of the guest book sites:
Name: Cheri Rector (65)
Referred by: Just Surfed On In
From: Virginia Beach, Va
Time: 1998-09-04 02:28:32
Comments: Hi to the class of 1965
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>>From: William L. Porter (68)
Just thought I'd make everyone aware; during the
latest management shakeup at Boeing, Jim Albaugh (68)
is now a senior vice president and heads up one of the
two divisions of Boeing Space and Defense.
Congratulations or condolences are in order
William L. Porter
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>>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71)
I need to correct a couple of things from my last
letter. I accidentally left Carl Frick's name off of
the AEC courier list. Also, my sister Betsy called me
up and informed me that it isn't "Mike Manors" '68,
but "Steve Manor" '68. Sorry Steve.
I was glad to see that Doris Day Coffee wrote in.
Doris and I were good friends in 6th grade and at
Carmichael. We lost touch for awhile and renewed our
friendship after we'd each had a baby. While I agree
we were good friends, I don't agree that I was one of
the tallest girls in school!! I'm only 5'5". But,
maybe she was only talking about Linda and Sandy.
Also, I must have been sleeping or something. I don't
remember any beer busts, or drag races, or any other
kind of party people talk about!! Where was I?
Actually, I know where I was. At home! My parents were
a little on the strict side and if they said I wasn't
going somewhere, I wasn't going somewhere. End of
conversation! But, for some reason, I never really
knew of anything going on, unless it was school
related, or one of Doris' parties. Doris used to give
good parties, or so I heard. I never actually got to
experience one. I'm sure I'm not the only one out
there that never experienced much night life, It just
feels that way.
-Susy Rathjen Whitney '71
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>>From: Rhonda Miller Williams (78)
Gary / Maren,
I haven't written in before, so I'm not really sure
how you format this..... My name is Rhonda (Miller)
Williams, class of '78......
I am enjoying the Sandstorm very much; thank you!
Though I'm a '78 grad., I still remember a lot of what
is being shared. My mother graduated from Col. High in
the '50's, so I guess that makes me a second
generation Bomber! Just attended our 20-year reunion,
which was wonderful. Really enjoyed seeing all the
old, familiar faces!
With people talking about Kaiser's market, it brought
back this memory: My family lived near Kaiser's, on
Horn Street, so we were frequently sent to the store,
on foot or on our bikes. The time frame I'm talking
about would be probably late 60's early 70's. At that
time, the adjacent drugstore was Miller's Drug Store,
owned by Don Miller. I remember he and some other men
in town had a long-running tradition of playing pranks
on one another. Does anyone remember when a bunch of
them (my dad included) hoisted Don's car up onto the
roof of the drugstore one night? It was in the paper,
as I recall (in keeping with someone else's comment
about how the TCH always put the local news ahead of
the national....!). I remember my dad being pretty
proud of being in on that one! It's now Malley's
Pharmacy (right next to the Pizza Hut which stands
where Kaiser's used to be).
I'm still local (Pasco). I confess, I married a Pasco
boy, who is forcing me to raise our children as
(gasp!) BULLDOGS!!! But I still secretly root for the
Bombers whenever they're matched up...
People have mentioned the lagoon. This year they
successfully completed a long-term project to turn it
into a family fishing pond. They cleaned it up,
improved the landscaping, and stocked it with fish. No
one over 14 is allowed to fish there without a child!
It's a nice addition to Columbia Park, as the lagoon
had been "un-swimmable" for quite a long time now.
Also, they refurbished the old hydroplane that used to
sit at the east entrance to Columbia Park, and it has
been returned to its former perch, in all its glory.
The boat races are still a big annual event around
here, though the Water Follies Association has
gradually brought it around to being more family-
friendly. I haven't missed the hydro races in 20
years! When we were "kids", we used to tear it up; but
we've also been taking our children since they were
born. My oldest child is 8, and we took him to the
races when he was just ten days old......crazy, but
true! So our kids are officially LIFETIME boat race
fans!
This newsletter has allowed me to be in touch with a
few old acquaintances I haven't been in touch with for
years. So again, I thank you for all your hard work.
Go Green & Gold!!
-Rhonda Miller Williams (78)
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Haven't seen anyone mention
the Fuller Brush Man
The 5 & 10 Cent Store in Uptown
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/5/98
18 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Donald Ehinger (55)
Maren, enjoy the Sandstorm and appreciate your taking
the time to do this. Now that I have a PC at home, I
would like to have you use my home e-mail address,
please
Thanks
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>>From: Bill Craddock (61)
I'm really enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm and have a
few thoughts to share:
I haven't heard anyone mention the "Social Club" out
on Clearwater in Kennewick. They had some really
dynamite dances there. I remember Fats Domino, Gene
Vincent, the Fleetwoods, etc. and my personal
favorites; the Wailers from Tacoma. I think the place
burned down in the late 60s or 79s. What about Hi-
Spot? That wasn't bad either. Used to be some pretty
fair drag races in Columbia Park on Fri. or Sat. nites
too - - till the Sheriff's boys would break them up. I
remember we even had the start and finish lines
painted across the road. For Marguerite Groff -- I
vaguely remember you when you were a friend of my
sister Glenda. Back when we lived on Mahan I think.
Patty Doyle, Sue Farley, and others of her friends
come to mind. My folks moved to Richland in 43 or 44
and my sister Sue graduated in '47, Glenda in '54 and
me in 61. My son, Garrett, was an '84 grad (now living
in Seattle) and my little boy is in 5th grade at Jason
Lee. I still keep in touch with Murl Cox and Jack
Gardiner and work with (at Hanford) Bill Blankenship
and John Bailey on a daily basis. One for the ages: My
sweetie at graduation, Gerry Lattin and I were both
divorced at the time of our 20th reunion and went to
the festivities together. I suspect there were folks
there who thought if odd that we were still dating 20
years later. I heard she got remarried a few years
back and still lives in Spokane. I'm on my second
round of "bachelor father" Garrett and I were
bachelors together for about 8 yrs. after his mom and
I were divorced and now Al and I are in the same mode.
We get along well and he's a good kid. I still hate to
do housecleaning but I'm a genius with a crockpot. By
the way, Garrett met Larry Coryell while he was a
student at the Musicians Institute in Hollywood. Larry
gave a masters concert there and Garrett got to talk
to him afterward. Larry could and can really play.
Anybody remember Grant Ross, Larry and others playing
at an assembly? They weren't too bad. Anyone heard of
or from Fred Gustoffson? Last I heard he was a big
shot at the Naval Academy. I think I'm rambling in my
memories so I'll quit.
-Bill Craddock (61)
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>>From Denis Sullivan (62)
Someone mentioned Lewis & Clark and Mrs. Puterbaugh. I
didn't have her as a teacher, but no Christmas pageant
was complete without her rendition of "Joy To The
World". Christmas pageants in public schools? Yep, we
had 'em.
We lived at 309 Craighill so I went to Lewis & Clark
and then Carmichael for two years. One of those years
at Carmichael we had to attend classes in the hutments
(on the other side of Lee Blvd., I think). Remember
Mr. LaFollette in eighth grade? Our goal for each
class was to get him talking about something --
anything -- off the subject. He loved to talk about
everything and if we could get him off the subject he
was teaching, we had a successful class. For a time
our class agreed to conduct ourselves as we imagined a
class in Russia might be conducted -- raising one's
hand and standing to respond, etc. For those who never
attended a Catholic school this was a novelty.
Our other eighth grade teacher was Mrs. Baudendistal.
She did not hide her distaste for Mr. LaFollette's
pedantic style. She didn't believe in grading on the
curve and didn't suffer lame effort well. I came
across a report card from her in a box in my garage
the other day. "D's" in Social Studies. One of her
comments was "wastes too much time." She had me nailed
pretty good. Can't say I've progressed much since on
that score.
I don't remember when they changed the official name
from Columbia High to Richland High -- happened well
after my time -- but I don't think it had anything to
do with the mushroom cloud logo. I heard it had
something to do with confusion -- there is another
Columbia High school in Washington, I think. But who
cares if they're confused? I think there was an
attempt in the '70's to change the mushroom cloud
logo, but it failed.
-Denis Sullivan
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>>From: Denny Damschen (62)
Re: " [Denny -- I hope that '10' rating is 10 out
of 10!! American Bandstand ratings were based on 100%
---Maren]"
Maren - You guys get the 100 AND the extra 10! Didn't
remember for sure the range, but I'm glad you got the
reference.
RE: "A good place to raise a family..." RE: "You can
go somewhere and leave your doors unlocked..."
These are things I heard growing up and they were
true. Richland was a pretty safe place to grow up in.
One reason, as explained by my folks once, is that all
the original families were either imported by the
government or came here looking to work for the
government. One of the first things to happen was a
security check by the government. So you knew the guy
next door had as good as or better clearance than your
clearance. I think we Richlanders all came from pretty
honest stock or we wouldn't be sharing all these
memories.
Say hi to Tim the next time you talk to him.
-denny damschen (62)
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>>From: Greg Boyd (63)
Maren:
Well, it seems that our "virtual machine" at Southeast
Missouri State University likes your e-mail address
and not Gary's. Thanks for the response about "getting
through."
To Don Winston...
Regarding that anit-smoking encouragement film that
Mr. Piippo had us watch (Chief Jo - health class), I
was one of those that left the room and passed out in
the hall. Trust me, this was not a cool thing to do
endeavoring to impress Leslie Dreher rather than just
get her attention, sigh).
To the general readership...
How many folks remember how hard Mr. Harding worked to
teach eight graders math (oh no, not another Chief Joe
story). Some interesting personal memories center on
his carefully crafted "word problems." To this day, I
still use his term nose doilies for handkerchiefs and
have been known to create whole SPC (Statistical
Process Control) problems around the same term.
On second thought, I sincerely hope that nobody but me
remembers that particular term. If you do remember,
that you too may be one sick puppy as well.
Many of us may also remember that Mr. Harding was also
the assistant principal (?). This memory is based on
the "lasting impression" he made on my butt and all
the squirt guns and other treasures he confiscated in
7th grade alone. Oh well, once and outstanding student
always and outstanding one (out in the hall of
course).
Continuing the Sharon Tate Saga, a fun story. One of
Sharon's friends, Carol Burt, lived next door. Er,
well, hmmm, any way, Carol and Sharon would sun bathe
in the back yard. Unfortunately, my dad (Jim Boyd)
built our six foot fence entirely too good and there
were no knot holes. However and thanks to technology
and Tony Tellier who gave me his WWI trench periscope,
I was able to practice voyeurism at a tender age.
Unfortunately, the periscope tended to "expose" my
position and more than once I barely escaped without
bodily injury.
Does this count as part of a mis-spent youth? If you
too (Bombers in general) may might want to contact
Reed Galbreath (63) and borrow the periscope. (Reed
throws nothing away and may still have it).
Finally, I have found it rather interesting that all
"Bombers," regardless of graduation date, have had a
similar experience growing up in Richland. I think
someone earlier had referred to Richland as a social
experiment with a classless society. Sure could be...
and the experiment continues.
Perhaps even more important, and thanks to Maren and
Gary, we as a group have been able to explore this
experiment in common sameness. To that end, I have
started to think as a Bomber first and Class of 63
second (perish the thought).
This type of thinking encouraged me to do silly things
too, such as wear the Green and Gold reunion tee-shirt
out in public. (These are the same tee-shirts that Jim
Hamilton shamed most of into buying at the class
reunion this summer.
Bomber Semperus (is anybody allowed to use this
besides Jim Hamilton?)
-Greg Boyd (63)
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>>From: Jim Hamilton (63)
Me thinks we should buy Frank's fax and put him into
the 20th century. He isn't online at home so he faxes
everything for me to scan or put in manually.
......................................................
3 Sep '98
jimbeaux,
Can't believe I'm still in the "Back to School mode"
after all these years. We have two, count 'em sport
fans, two 4th graders this year. My Grandson from wife
number one and "our own" from me having cashed in a
bundle of Oly four dotters one night with the then
soon to be current Mrs. Osgard. That was another
reason I wasn't in too big of a hurry to make the last
reunion. Some of the "Thick Bank" Cats like Plows are
retired and I'm still looking at another year of
coaching "Tee Ball".
Went down to the Super 99 (nothing over a buck) to do
some shopping for school supplies with the boys. Would
love to say they are cute and well behaved, but they
ain't, not even. I figured, what the hell, a couple of
Pee-Chees, an Indian Chief Tablet (the one with the
hunks of wood still in the paper) and a couple of no.
2 pencils. An 8 or 16 box of crayons and some of that
paste that we used to eat (it had strange medicinal
powers that countered the effects of drinking
irrigation water, DDT, unsprayed stolen green fruit
and afternoons spent at the George Prout Memorial swim
and pee). I would have bought them one of those maga
crayola boxes with 48 colors, if they had behaved, but
after the crap they pulled with the slurpies, no way.
I had to have my tonsils removed to rate a box, damned
if I'm gonna get them one for acing like McCoy.
Remember when we thought "Property of US Government"
was a brand of pens. It was those ball point pens that
our Dads liberated from the project, or we stole from
the Post Office when we went to see if Stan Middleton
had made the Most Wanted posers, yet. I had a blue lip
and tongue for the first three months of fifth grade
from sucking on a pen. I looked like that idiot Hulk
Hogan and his stupid new beard. That coupled with my
indiscretion on the Columbia Queen on Graduation
Night, has pretty much kept me in the no-show column
every five years or so. I spit blue til I worked in
the spuds, then I spit mud.
I'll bet that's why Dewey never shows up, even though
he moved away in junior high. He ate crayons and paste
and why they put him in the front row for that class
picture, I'll never know. I think that's why they made
the boys at Christ the King wear those salt and pepper
cords, so nobody would know when they peed their
pants. Rusted zippers might have been a problem.
Haven't talked to him for a couple of years. He pretty
much squared himself away after he left Richland. He
was very highly decorated as a Marine Corps pilot
after considerable athletic success (maybe even All-
American) in college and went on to become a Federal
Judge. Hard if not impossible to believe considering
he almost drowned in Welsian Lake trying to poach
ducks with a fish net, a couple of pictures of some
loaves of Donald Duck bread and a large ball of twine.
Recalling the first day of school reminds me of the
drama at Carmichael.
One must remember that this was before the terms
"gifted" and "challenged" were chic. You would show up
for the first day and find your name scotch taped to
the door of some class room. You would find that you
had been designated "7-5".
Now as I recall, 7-1 meant you were in the AM smart
class. Three hours with Gary LeClair, Rosann Benedict
and the like. 7-5 meant you were with MeDo Smith,
Pinhead Stephens and girls in fuzzy sweaters (with
great potential I might add). Nothing to build up the
self esteem of a seventh grader in the early stages of
being strung out on Clearasil than to be put under the
tutalage of Miss Ruby, first name Luella if memory
serves me correct. Actually self esteem was under the
purview of Howard Chitty, need I say more?
But I digress,
Nothing was below 7-5. 7-6 wasn't, it was the after
lunch smart class. And so we had our first bite from
the the reality sandwich. More so than we got in the
lunch room. Lunches in the 7th grade were cho-cho ice
cream bars and corn chips form the school store. You
could get it all for two bits, leaving you a dime for
a Nehi-Grape at the Rat Hole from the lunch money you
got from your folks. I always imagined that at
Chief Joe they had cucumber sandwiches and a desert
menu, but the Hyatts clued me in later.
Gonna take the bride and all of the darlings to the
fair tonight. Lots of rides, Pigs (and live- stock
too) and not so subtle reminders that the gene pool
could use a little chlorine. Went to the Benton County
Fair once to see Jimmy Lynch and the Hell Drivers.
They didn't do anything that I hadn't seen Irwin do
better. Except maybe their Dukes of Hazard ramp to
ramp jump, through the ring of fire, in reverse. The
sheep always make me think of "Pitts" and Whitside,
the sno-cones remind me of Frontier Days. Knew a girl
once who won a chicken by dropping a dime into a shot
glass at the bottom of a jug of water. I threw up on
the "Tilt a Whirl" and/or maybe "The Hammer" or
probably both.
Gonna go out and slaughter some Doves this weekend. I
love all of God's creatures, that's why I shoot 'em.
Let me know when you'll be passing through again. Next
time I'll be more diligent stripping the ears of corn
before we eat them. Honest, no more surprises, or half
surprises.
Your Friend,
Frank
SEMPER BOMBERUS
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>>From: Marc Leach (63)
Hi John Campbell etc.:
You are right about my folks having the 57 Chev. I
brought it down to the MTA in Columbia Park a few
times which resulted in my driving privileges being
restricted for a time-didn't get all the butts out of
the ash trays or the bottle caps off the floor. Butts
reminds me of "Pitts" Armstrong. I was always
astounded by his ability to blow smoke out of
eyes/ears-always worth a ride home. Wonder if he still
can...
You are also correct in recalling Redmond's Borgward.
Very comfortable with front seats that dropped back to
lay flat - a nice feature altho the car was hopelessly
underpowered, weighing a ton and a half and had a
little four banger. I doubt most people now have even
heard of a Borgward.
On the other hand Buel Gammill's dad's Pontiac was
capable of 120 which we achieved returning from a
basketball game up the Valley one evening. He later
became infamous in Seattle for setting fire to the
trash chute in Haggett Hall at the U.W. while visiting
me the weekend of the Kennedy assassination (it was
homecoming). All events being canceled we amused
ourselves by stuffing a room to the top with
newspapers while the occupants were out, which upon
returning they then stuffed down the trash chute. Buel
was there with his trusty Zippo, claimed he didn't
know it wasn't an incinerator. About four fire trucks
came out and all residents had to stand outside in the
cold in various states of undress for an hour or so.
No one talked in spite of intensive interrogations and
Buel snuck back to Wazzu. I hoped the FBI files are
not still open on this one.
I can't seem to recall much about that World Fair trip
you mentioned. I recall we did stay with my brother
Bill and he had Calvin Gentle's pristine Plymouth. Had
very few miles on it as I recall.
Keep those memories coming, those of you who still
have memories that is.
Marc
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer ('64)
Hi to everyone! Someone mentioned the Fuller Brush
Man. I remember the Fuller Brush Man
coming to our house plenty of times. If you can find a
Fuller Brush Man kit now a days, it's very pricey on
the antique market. Where was the 5 & 10 cent store? I
vaguely remember it. Was it up by the Uptown Theater?
Nobody has mentioned the large gathering of people
each year during Christmas at the square by the City
Hall. Also across from the Federal Building. All the
years growing up my folks and I would go there. They
always had such neat decorations. Do they still have
the Christmas lights contest between the cities? That
was such fun driving around seeing all the lights and
the ones that had won in the contest.
-Carol
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>>From: Harvey Irby (64)
Maren,
It's really nice to see messages posted from some of
my old neighbors.
When we lived at 1303 Haines ('52 to '60) David Rivers
(65) and Vonnie Reed (I think she used to babysit me!)
lived just a few houses up the street. Mary Ann
Matthews (64) lived right behind us (I used to take
her brother's paper route when they were out of town).
The Hurt's (Hurt's Apparel in Uptown) lived across the
street, as did Judy Shuey (64). Living across the
street from the Uptown meant that I spent many
Saturdays at the free movie and made many trips to the
Spudnut Shop and Johnny's Delicatessen (especially fun
on the way home from school). I had a Tri-City Herald
route that included the apartments on Gilmore and
Gribble and one of the last dormitories on Jadwin.
We moved to 2403 Torbett in '60. I saw a note posted
from Cheryl Moran, who lived across the street there.
People from Richland must really be wired. My wife
Carolyn's e-mail group from Chief Sealth HS in Seattle
has a total of 18 people registered from all classes.
By the way, we celebrated our 30th anniversary last
Sunday.
Greetings to All,
-Harvey Irby (64)
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>>From: Teresa DeVine Knirck (64)
Regarding the market -- Kaiser's -- I grew up in the
Richland Village and spent lots of time at Kaiser's
and Johnson's pharmacy too. Used to get a new comic
book each Friday with my allowance. Juanita, Pete, and
Al were all checkers we knew like family at Kaiser's.
In fact, if Mom didn't send us with enough money to
get the milk or bread or whatever, they let us "owe."
My husband, Bill Knirck (65) and I now own the
pharmacy, which is Malley's (Miller's in the interim)
and we just last month sold the land where Pizza Hut
sits and Kaiser's used to be. We also own Densow's up
in his old neighborhood and really enjoy seeing people
he grew up with who are now his customers. We have put
in a soda fountain of sorts, but nothing like the
"old" one -- those are hard to find. Greetings to all!
Teresa DeVine Knirck (64)
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>>From: David Rivers (65)
Burt Wells!!!!!!!!!!!! His theme song was the Big Rock
Candy Mountain...remember?! How 'bout Lynn Bryson
(sp)... his was "Straight Flush"... and the real Don
Steele (sp)... in those days he played second fiddle
to Linster the Spinster with stacks of wax and pounds
of sounds before he moved on to Yakima, Portland, LA
and finally into syndication! Then there was the
revival of the Wailers' version of Louie Louie...
resulting in the wanna be version from the Kingsmen
(but a very good version by PR and the Raiders). And
how about Sukiaki... all from the lil' ol' tri
cities... not bad for "hicksville"!!!!!!!!!
Okay... here goes...
Re: Terry Davis (65) -- aka, Terrence Knox
What's Terry up to these days... Well, Terry is in LA
with his lady Erin (it's Erin's e-mail that's given as
Terry's on the '65 e-mail addresses site). He has four
dogs that take up a great deal of his time. Winnie is
part coyote and lives in the house. The latest, Henry,
is a terrier of some sort and also lives in the house
and is cared for by Winnie. Skipper lives in a pen
behind the loft and thinks the world begins and ends
with Terry. We built him a dog house earlier this year
and during construction I managed to fall on some
concertina wire... a story in itself. The seventh
street bridge dog... lives... you guessed it, under
the seventh street bridge where Terry has nursed him
back to life and where only Terry can get near him.
Terry and Erin have a really cool '66 Mercedes that
was a gift from Erin's grandparents. Terry and I went
to pick it up on Valentine's day from Riverside during
El Nino's worst. We were afraid to start it till the
gas tank was drained so we towed it back to LA...
Terry's only job was to steer it on the trailer while
I pulled it up with a truck.... However, I guess I
didn't explain that I wanted both sets of wheels on
the trailer... front AND back... Terry wanted to leave
it hanging off the trailer and just go back to LA....
not a good idea. Three tow trucks and several hours
later we were on our way back... no problem... just
tell me which freeway to take and... Whatdaya mean you
lost the paper!!!!!!!!!! We made it and Erin fed us
and the car is way cool.
Last season Terry did a show called Push... it's still
running on CBS (it started on ABC). On the 10th of
August, Terry started shooting a new Spelling series
called Rescue 77. He plays a fireman and his part has
grown with each shooting. Richard Roundtree is also on
the show as well as some generation Xers that I can't
recall their names. I went to the set with Terry last
Friday and it was a lot of fun. Everyone likes him and
when we got to the set they were so nice... they asked
Terry if he would like to go to the food truck and get
some food and then wait "by the Hollywood sign". I
don't know why they wanted him to go clear up there...
they weren't shooting up there.... Just don't get
it...
Terry is also reading for other parts.... some I don't
know if I'm supposed to be talking about or not... but
in any event, things are looking very good for him
these days. Rescue 77 will be on Fox this season and
when I get more (i.e. when I remember to ask) I'll get
you more info.
I really enjoy this new Sandstorm...Thanks Gary and
Maren!
-David Rivers (65)
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>>From: Patti Snider Miller (65)
Hi everyone! Sure have enjoyed reading this Sandstorm.
Thanks Gary and Maren!!! Anyone remember the dances in
West Richland? They were in a building not to far
after you go over the bridge and it was on the right.
Can't remember the name of it. "The Lion Sleeps
Tonight", the stroll??? Those were fun times with the
live bands... In reference to Joe Largé asking about
Mary Jane Cross: I talked to her brother Duane
Cross(69). I don't know if you knew or not, but Duane
had given her one of his kidneys around 1982 and about
1992 she died of an infection from the spleen and
spread to the kidney. By the way I have talked to
several Bombers at work each day and have sent them
the Sandstorm. I work as a checker (Was Bakery Hostess
for 12 yrs. and now a checker for 4 years) at
Albertsons' at Lee Blvd. right near RHS. Therefore I
see a lot of Bombers and some I don't recognize... HOW
'BOUT THAT
KEN JOHNSON! If any of you out there are ever in the
store come and say hi (you'll probably have to tell me
your name and what year... ha, ha, ha) Come on you out
there that I have given Sandstorms out to... say a few
words! Hi Patti de la Bretonne. If it's the Geraldine
Davis that was a blonde and her picture is in our
senior annual.. I see her quite a bit at the store.
I''ll give her your e-mail. Until next time.
-Patti Snider Miller
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>>From: Dianne Ingalls Frost (67)
Maren,
I am, as everyone else seems to be, enjoying your
Alumni Sandstorms so much. . .they bring back so many
memories. And I'm learning a lot about the old home
town that I didn't know before! Thanks so much for all
your hard work and long hours.
I was so sorry to hear about Julia Davis and her
husband being in poor health. She was such a good
teacher, always pushing you to achieve more than you
thought you could and making you feel great when you
did it. Are they going to a nursing home in Pullman
because that is where they live now or have children
near there? Does anyone know how to get in touch with
them?
Another teacher no one has mentioned is Mr. Sawyer,
the physics teacher with the red ties and great
stories. Remember the one about the dead bear that
wasn't really dead yet?
And what about Mrs. Craft, the first grade teacher at
Jefferson? I remember seeing her at Kaisers grocery
store while home on a vacation from WSU and she
remembered me! and my sister! And yes, everyone's
favorite checker at Kaisers was Juanita. I was there
when that building burned down.
Thanks again for all your time....
-Dianne Ingalls Frost ('67)
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)
All this talk of Kaisers is bringing tears to my eyes.
When the Franco clan lived at 1909 Davison I remember
playing in the ditches dug to lay sewer lines on the
street just east of Kaisers. We had a good gang in
that area.... Pete Turping, Meekers, Roes, Dick
Boston, Paul Felts, Cartmells, Bixlers.... Jim Van
Wyke was the neighborhood hero. We even had Fran Rish
around the corner. I remember going into Johnson's
Pharmacy almost every day after school in my early
Jefferson grades and going to the back to the
fountain/lunch counter. I remember they actually had a
lady who waited on us as we bought PENNY CANDY.... she
actually served the candy to us individually!!!!! This
must have been in the 1960 time frame. We would lean
over the counter and loudly click and pound our
pennies on the counter... I can still hear the
horrible racket.... I am sure that lady who waited on
us retired to Medical Lake !!! Anyone else remember
that pastime?
-Mike Franco (70)
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
Aubrey Clayton, Science and Math teacher at Carmichael
was asked about. He passed away Feb 4th of this year
after a series of strokes.
-Lois Clayton Colton, his daughter.
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>>From: Patty Stordahl (72)
Hey just talked to Maryanne Lauby passed this on to
her & she is doing great. She may forward it to Dick
Cartmell ghosts are popping up everywhere. Thanks for
the fun & memory jogs. My days on the hill are either
selectively or pharmaceutically challenged. I need all
the help I can get.
Val Polenz remember Patty Stordahl? Drop me a note.
Some of my memories
cant be put in print.
Bill Church & Keith Brown any one know where they
went?
Where is Dionne Ware? I will never forget her
bellowing my last name in the mall when she got out of
the service. She is to funny. Dionne get a hold of me.
-Patty Stordahl (72)
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>>From: Jim Daniel (73)
Hi, this is Brenda's husband, Jim writing this time.
We are both Bombers; class of '73. Her maiden name was
Brenda Bolkan and my name is Jim Daniel. We've heard
your site is fun.
Thanks.
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>>From: Marjo Vinther Burt (77)
Hello! My name is Marjo Vinther Burt (Col-Hi 77) and I
recently found out about the Alumni Sandstorm from my
sister, Paula Vinther Case (69). This is great! I'd
forgotten about the mosquito truck, the whole body
counters in the school parking lots, hamburger gravy
over mashed potatoes..... as one woman wrote, it's as
though we all had the same childhood!
I attended Marcus Whitman and Carmichael. We grew up
on Birch, and I was good friends with Helen Hedges
(76) and Joe Hedges (77) who lived across the street
from us - they went to Christ the King. I still live
in Richland, and my daughter is a 7th grader at
Carmichael -it was like going back in time when I
walked into the school with her last year! The
auditorium looks exactly the same! Old and dark! And
there are still a handful of teachers that were there
when I attended!
My brother, Rick Vinther (72) lives in Benton City
where he's the pastor of BC United Methodist Church.
We'll have to get him hooked up to this too! Our folks
still live in the same house on Birch.
A couple other memories... Diettrich's grocery store
on Dupertail and Wright, bomb raid drills in the
school hallways (and the boys would always try to look
up our skirts!), taking naps in kindergarten on top of
throw rugs we'd brought from home (wish we could do
that at work!), Densow's soda fountain, the Christmas
decorations at the Uptown and Downtown, getting a jug
of Root Beer at A&W's walk-up window with my Dad...
lot's of happy times!
Please add me to the Alumni Sandstorm distribution.
Thanks!
-Marjo Vomther Burt (77)
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/6/98
14 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Barbara Kramer Krema (54)
First, thanks to both of you for doing this awesome
feature. What a pleasure! I am a class of '54
graduate, Barb Kramer, and was the Sandstorm editor
(paper kind) in my senior year. I had great peer
teachers in Al Parker, Norma Loescher and Bill
Witherup who went the year before me. I saw a note
from one of Bill's sisters in which she said he is a
published author. Hooray for him. Any chance he will
someday tell the story of his famous bike trip that
made the Tri City Herald News? My dad, as an
expediter, was one of the first on the Richland scene
but due to no housing yet, our family lived in Walla
Walla (dad in a shared room in Pasco) until our "A"
house was ready. We were the 6th family to move in to
a house. The address was 13 Thayer and sat in a small
cul de sac. The "B" house directly on Thayer was
occupied by the McCoy family, sons Dick and Pat.
Margaret Lyneis ('56) and her family were our "A"
house 'partners'. When we were older, Margaret and I
would hike to the Indian burial grounds behind the
stables and dig for treasures. Margaret is now a
professor of archeology at UNLV. Across the street
from our first house was an asparagus field and boy
did we eat asparagus. Actually it also grew in our
yard and in the half basement. Due to no sunlight , it
seemed like a strange alien invading our house, or so
I told my little sister, Sandy Kramer Baker ('57). No
one had pets at first so the stray shepherd that was
left behind became the neighborhood pet. We named him
Prince. Note to Marilyn Peddicord--I have a book
titled Tales of Richland, White Bluffs and Hanford
1805-1943 in which your father is mentioned several
times in his capacity as postmaster. The last chapter
deals with how the people dealt with the sudden
knowledge of having to move. It must have been tough.
-Barbara Kramer Krema (54)
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From: Jim Byron (55)
Gary, I moved into 1410 Mahan right after it was built
(just up the street from 1304)! My mother still lives
there 51 years later! There weren't many trees in 1947
but that allowed for the sandstorms to hit our house
directly which I liked, but Mom didn't care for sand
too much!
Current address: Bothell, WA
-Jim Byron (55)
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>>From: Tony Tellier (57)
RE: "thanks to technology and Tony Tellier who gave me
his WWI trench periscope, I was able to practice
voyeurism at a tender age. Unfortunately, the
periscope tended to "expose" my position and more than
once I barely escaped without bodily injury."
Greg: Is this comment to be considered some sort of
sneaky back-handed accusation of aiding-and-abetting
voyeurism and creeping peeping-Gregism? You MAY be
forced to register yourself with the local authorities
...
I have been reviewing your convoluted resume ... we
have parallel lives and times, it seems. "May you live
in 'interesting times'." Musta been in the local water
... or Torbett Street.
-Tony Tellier (57)
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)
The thing I remember about Clearwater in Kennewick was
the Tolo Dance in 58. Norris and CJ Brown were elected
Tolo King and Prince. When we showed up for the dance
the management noticed that the Brown brothers were
Black. As a group we turned around and left, leaving
them with an empty hall.
-Steve Carson (58)
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>>From: Jeannie Walsh Williamson (63)
RE: Frank Osgard's most recent communiqué
Hello one and all...
OK, if I am expected to read the novel from "Frank"
just who the hell is he?
P.S. I wish you guys would quit making fun of my
father. He owned the mosquito truck!
-Jeannie Walsh Williamson (63)
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>>From: Kathy Rathvon (63)
Grant Ross did sing. I don't remember who the others
in the group were. He sang "Peggy Sue." And could he
ever move his hips!
Sonja and Merle Harmon live on Whidbey Island. They
celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary about 10
years ago. Sonja is shorter than ever. I understand
that Merle is not doing well, but Karen Kleinpeter
would have more information than I.
Hamburger gravy over mashed potatoes was one of my
favorites.
Kathy Rathvon (1963)
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>>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)
To: Denis Sullivan (62)
Hi! I don't remember you, but I do remember your
sister, Mary. We hung out together a bit when we were
very young. We lived at 320 Craighill. Would love to
hear from her. Is she online?
Re: the name change from Columbia High to Richland
High. You're right, there is another Columbia High
School in Washington. My son, Richard, graduated from
it in '83. It's in Burbank, suburb of Pasco. Small
world, huh? I think the two schools were too close to
both keep the same name, but don't know why the bigger
school had to change (Burbank is pretty small by
comparison). We still live in Burbank.
-Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)
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>>From: Mary Sullivan (64)
I was pleasantly surprised to read that someone
outside of "The Sullivan" family remembers "The
CINNAMON BEAR" !!! Even though we always knew how it
would end we faithfully listened year after year!
I believe it was my older brother Denis ('62) also
resurrected the series - bought the tapes and passed
it on to the rest of us "Sullivans"--so a family
tradition has been passed on to a second
generation!!!!! Anyone remember the "Bomb Scare" at
Chief Joe in '60 or '61????? I believe it was one of
our own classmates who called it in but can't remember
his name. Wonder where "HE" is today???? How about
"SPATS" ? at
Chief Joe? I can't remember the teacher's name but I
was in his General Math class and can recall numerous
times that he and a "suffering" classmate would often
exit the class door with a board in hand!!!!! Back
then I don't think anyone would have even thought of
bringing forth a lawsuit!!!!! Re: President Kennedy -
I recall that he came in the early fall of "63. I
remember that school was let out and that parents and
kids alike lead a HUGE one lane caravan -- it was
bumper to bumper traffic out to the middle of NOWHERE
and they had even set up portable "outhouses". And we
waited and waited and then out of NOWHERE there was a
helicopter flying overhead with dust blowing
everywhere!!! We were quite a sight ourselves!! It IS
GREAT to share all these memories. Thanks Gary and
Maren!!!
-Mary Sullivan (64)
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>>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65)
Bill Craddock there was also Bobby Vee (Night Had A
Thousand Eyes ). He wore shoes with elevators on them
he was so short and yes it did burn down one of the
worst fires because they didn't rebuild. Such a nice
place too.
Carolyn Karns 65
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>>From: Chuck Monasmith (65)
Maren and Gary -
Great job. Someone already remarked about the large
percentage of RHS alumni that are online. Well... Duh!
You didn't expect anything less from Bombers did you?
Anyone remember the go-cart track across the by-pass
and in back of Acme Concrete? That's where Guy Forbes
and his dad supported my fascination with road racing!
Now, I can vouch that road racing is the fastest way
to go from riches to rags!
Anyone have any idea where Sherman Guy Forbes is these
days? I'd like to get in touch with him. I've tried
almost all of the sites recommended by Gary.
By the way, Gary, thanks for the search ideas. M&G --
Keep up the good work!
Chuck Monasmith (65)
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>>From: Nancy Bishop Maynard (69)
Just added your site to my favorites list. I'll be
visiting a lot. Growing up in Richland and reading
through everyone's memories has been great. Glad to
know there are others out there who feel the same as I
do. Please add my e-mail address to the class of 69.
Thanks,
-Nancy Bishop Maynard (69)
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>>From: David Shults (70)
The Sandstorm updates are great, even for the locals
still residing in "Bomberville". The 5 & 10 mentioned
earlier might have been "Roscoe's 5 & 10". The store
was on the G-Way side of the Uptown Shopping Center,
next to McCartney's Optical, now Uptown Vision Center.
The old Kaiser's Market name changed in the late
70's/early 80's to the Leprechaun Market and burned
down under that name. Those neighborhood soda
fountains were nice to have. Just a quick jump on the
"balloon tired" hand-me-down bike and you were there
in air conditioned comfort (so what if it was just a
swamp cooler). My local fountain was called Ray's Drug
off the corner of Goethals and Symons. The store later
changed to Malley's Drug for some years and sat vacant
when the store moved to the G-way location.
-Duane Shults (70)
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>>From: Lorie Thompson Morrison (70)
Hi! I talked to several Col-Hi graduates last night
and I told them about the e-mail Sandstorm. Only Carol
Saporito (70) had e-mail and she asked me to sign her
up.
I really enjoy reading all the memories. Thanks.
Anyway, here is Carol's address: [deleted for privacy]
Thanks again,
-Lorie Thompson Morrison (70)
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>>From: Joy Christine Stanfield (71)
Helen Burns was in the gym at Col. High in 1970. Loved
her. Does any one remember War Ball? Strange sport.
Does any one remember Mr. Bennett from Chief Joseph
1968? Loved him. Getting kicked out of school for
short skirts? Hacks for small infractions? Does any
one remember being kicked out of school if you didn't
get a hair cut every week? Am I the only one with bad
memories?
Thanks again Gary and Maren. The memories are flowing.
The store next to the movie theater at Uptown used to
sell kids high heels. I loved prancing around in those
heels in front of my older siblings friends. (One day
my heel broke and my heart broke.) Loved you older
guys I guess. Always thought I would grow up to wear
heels everyday but only put them on once in a blue
moon. Any one living in Houston?
I saw a message from Chris Roe's sister Kathy. I would
love to hear from you.
-Joy Stanfield (71)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/7/98
8 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
Greetings to the great Green and Gold!
I have been trying to find my girlfriend Joanie
Phillips. She lived in the 300 block of Delafield and
we walked to school together along with Joanie
Willetts. I think her family was from New York, but
she has never been to any of our class reunions.
Also haven't heard anyone remember the greatest steno
teacher ever..............."RED" Joyce Redekopp. She
really made you work, but it paid off as far as jobs
down the road.
Also does any remember (how could we forget) Anastasia
Furman!! What a joke.
This is so much fun and I really enjoy reading
everyone's memories.
Thanks once again for your efforts.
Millie Finch Gregg (54)
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>>From: David Clark (56)
Does anyone know the whereabouts of Truman Vance,
James Hoff, Paul Hesselgrave, Gary Lucas, all class of
57 I believe. Used to live in the same neighborhood
and we all enjoyed football, baseball (at the Little
League field), fishing along the Columbia, stealing
vegetables from Myron Lipkes garden, etc.
-David Clark (56)
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)
TO Steve Carson (58): Just for the record, the Tolo
Week walk-out at Kennewick had to have been 1957, not
1958. Norris Brown graduated in 1957. Dennis Barr was
Tolo King in 1958.
And speaking of Tolo Week and other such Saidie
Hawkins Day events, do they still have them? I would
be surprised. Gender roles are less defined these
days. Remember when the gals had to carry their
fella's books? I'll bet it would never cross a guy's
mind to offer to carry her books, today!
My introduction to Richland schooling came about in
1949, when we moved from Oregon. My first teacher in
Richland (Lewis and Clark), was Mrs. Fievez, who I
think was ill for an extended period of time that
year. Her son, Dan Fievez, was in our graduating
class, but I don't think he had his mother as a
teacher.
My 5th grade teacher was Mrs. Brinkman, and her
daughter Sandy Brinkman was also in our graduating
class.
Miss (not Ms) Westerlund was our 6th grade teacher. I
thought she was kind of terrific, because we got to
listen to the World Series during class. (Her
childhood friend, Wes Westrum was catcher for the New
York Giants).
We were pleasantly surprised to find that our homeroom
teacher in 7th grade at Carmichael was Mrs. Lindblad.
Yep, the same Miss Westerlund had married during the
summer and moved up one grade with the rest of us.
Gotta' go.
-Jim Russell (58)
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>>From: Carol Converse Mauer (64)
This is all too great!
Does anyone remember the name of the drugstore that
was across the parking lot from CC Andersons? I can't
remember, with all these memories, if anyone has
mentioned it or not? I remember walking there all the
time. Did a lot of Christmas shopping there when I
went to L & C.
-Carol Converse Mauer (64)
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
Gary Setbacken (64) is still searching for Hector Alvarez from the
Class of 1964. Hector was a Cuban refugee who stayed with the Albert
Vanderberg Family. Anyone with information concerning the whereabouts
of this individual please leave information with Gary S.... Gary B or
Maren Smyth (64)
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
I'm remembering the ddt jeep in the summer, we used to
run or ride our bikes behind it. Loved that smell!
Yikes, and I'm still alive.
-Patty de la Bretonne
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>>From: Jerry Coffee (66)
Hey Gary, Great job on the Sandstorm. Would like to
hear from more of the graduating class of 1966. Living
in Texas, retired and love the net. Can be e-mailed at
. Does anyone know how I can
get in touch with Jimmy Burnell? Got to visit with
Billy Tadlock while I was visiting in Richland this
past July with my wife. Would love to hear from anyone
from the Class of 66.
Thanks,
-Jerry W. Coffee (66)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
Re school lunches: Loved the hamburger gravy, hated
the spinach. Remember having "meatless" fridays to
accommodate the catholic students? How about the
Thanksgiving Dinner when they would take the lunch
count several days in advance? It was complete with
ice cream bar for dessert. Boy, what a great meal!!
Nancy Roy (PE, Carmichael) told me in later years that
she was confused about this turkey dinner business,
thinking that it meant sliced turkey and stuffing
because of the big deal that was made to get lunch
counts. She was shocked to see the turkey gravy over
mashed potatoes on the big day. Had lunch with your
kids or grand kids lately? Things have changed!
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/8/98
10 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
Class of '54 and proud of it. Millie Finch Gregg - I
saw your memories;
I can hardly wait for your next installment. While I'm
here - if anyone out there knows any of the gals from
class of '54 who still live in the Tri-Cities, please
give them some information for Millie and I. On the
3rd. Friday of every month, a number of gals from the
class of '54 meet at Granny's Restaurant for lunch at
11:30 - the next date will be Sept. 18. Memories?? I
guess I start at the beginning (makes sense to me) -we
moved here January 20, 1945. I remember the date
because my brother,
Bill Groff ('61) turned 2 that day and my parents
forgot his birthday until they were in bed that night.
I don't think he suffered any permanent damage from
this - but then again... My other siblings are Phil
Groff ('58) and Marilyn Groff Taylor ('63). We just
all spent the weekend together in Port Orchard. Only
Marilyn and I have E-mail so Marilyn brought copies of
all the Sandstorm memories to Phil and Bill. They
loved them - as Bill read the pages he even talked
back to a few of you when his memories didn't quite
jive with yours. He's having a tough time with cancer
- so if anyone from Class of '61 wants to send him a
message - I'd be glad to print it and mail to him.
We moved into a house at 1528 McPherson and within a
couple of years moved to 1530 McPherson. Eight kids
from our neighborhood graduated together in 1954. I
always figured that was pretty unique. We are still
close after all these years. I always felt we moved
into the best neighborhood in town. Eventually we
moved to a "Ranch" house at 2402 Olympia (so new that
dad had to plant the grass - and spent hours and hours
watering it). Later we ended up in a prefab on Snow (I
think 930) - dad temporarily had gone from Supervisor
to bus driver (you know -those buses that carried the
workers everyday to the places we didn't know where or
why). At the same time, rent went up on the ranch
house and dad found someone who wanted to trade up -
while we traded down. One more time we traded - and
that was giving our prefab to a widower (with one
child still at home) and we took his "H" house - which
was what mom wanted from the day we moved into town.
My parents and then my mom lived there until 1995.
After mom's death, I bought the house from my siblings
and now my daughter lives there. Her young sons, ages
15 and 16 are part of the newer generation at Richland
High. After graduation and a year at Pacific Lutheran
College (now University), I met my future husband. I
worked for a year for General Electric. After we were
married, my husband, Bill, and I moved to Michigan.
While there (11 years) we had 6 children. We moved
back to the Tri-Cities; moved into an "A" house (still
there); went to work for Battelle and 30 years later
(June 30, 1998) I retired. All of our children
graduated from Richland High, starting with the class
of 1974 and ending 1984. Now the grand kids are
graduating from RH - first one in 1994. I have lots of
memories about growing up here in Richland. All I can
say is it was wonderful and to me the most unique
place in the country. Because everyone here was from
somewhere else, none of us were strangers. No one was
ever treated like an outsider. I went to Sacajawea
School until January/February of 7th grade and then we
moved into the brand new Carmichael Junior High. It
was great because we made new friends with kids from
Lewis and Clark, Marcus Whitman and Jefferson - was
that when the kids from John Ball (North Richland)
joined us?. The teacher we brought with us from
Sacajawea was Mr. Langford. It was his first year of
teaching and after us - it was his last year. It
wasn't that we were so bad - he just didn't have what
it took - and we probably took advantage. Millie, I
also remember Mr. Dunton (our chorus director). I
remember when he was having a bad time one day and he
told us that some days he got so mad at us he would go
home and "kick the dog". Also Mr. Jantz. Did he really
say how good we were? I've seen him several times over
the years, but didn't realize how bad his memory had
gotten. Hey -remember our all-male cheerleaders at
Carmichael? They were great!! Eventually we were at
Col High (can't help but use that name when I talk
about the early 50s). Football, basketball, Pep Club,
outdoor skating rink, all the fun - Harley Stell
(again, chorus director) - Nadine Brown - Ida Mechum -
Art Dawald (sports and Government) - Miss Redicopp
(typing) - lots of memories connected with these
teachers and others. What is so great is all the
friends we had then that we still have whether they
live here or across the country. These Sandstorm pages
are so great; just a name or a quick memory from
someone else's memory and we are transported back to
those days. I have so many many memories of those
years that it's impossible to put them down here right
now. I have a feeling that I'm going to feel compelled
to do it now and then when something that someone else
says ignites another memory for me. I will be sending
letters to our classmates regarding our 45th reunion
next year and I can hardly wait to tell them about the
Bomber Web Site and the Sandstorm pages. I'm hoping to
pick up a lot of E-mail addresses. What a way to save
money on postage. Thanks for the memories Maren and
Gary. Bill Craddock - yes, I was a good friend of
Glenda. She was always special person. Thanks for
remembering. -----------------
Just sent a message - then saw Millie Finch Gregg's
message. Joanie Phillips also lived in our
neighborhood. She lived at 1502 McPherson and attended
Sacajawea School. Obviously, sometime she moved to the
south end of town - don't know when. Here all the
time, I was wondering how you knew her so well. I sure
hope you find her. She was a super special gal. Looks
like we remember Ms. Redekopp differently. I thought
she was my typing teacher. Maybe she did both. Also, I
spelled her name incorrectly. I guess I need to get my
annual out again. -love you! - hey who is coming to
our luncheon?? - You told Gunda!!
-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
Hi all.... More things to remember... I mentioned
before attending John Ball School in North Richland,
All my memories for the most part has turned to syrup
for that period. I do remember that the school was
made of Quonset Huts, all hooked together by a long
hallway. I remember they put two huts end to end and
called it a Gym. They had us kids go in on the new
floor in stocking feet and slide around in an attempt
to shine the floor. I remember that because I drove a
big Splinter into my foot. I don't remember who pulled
it out, but I remember they used pliers. As for
teachers my fondest memory was Mr Harding. He was my
favorite even tho we made a couple of trips to the gym
for a little corporal punishment. I can tell you he
swung a mean Ping Pong Paddle. Any Info out there as
to what ever happened to him? I also seem to remember
a teacher Miss Hensley. She was a looker as I remember
it. Maybe someone else remembers her and can verify
that she was there.
To Gloria Falls Evans: I don't remember the bomb
shelters or ditches. All I remember was the Playground
in the back. I remember wrought iron sides on the
desks as one of my love notes fell through the crack
and Mr Harding found it and read it to the class.
There were two girls I liked then, neither cared for
me. Denise Lamont, and Juanita Wundrow. (Not sure of
the spellings) As for Chief Jo. I was fortunate to be
in the first Class to attend there. We voted on the
school colors, the first Cheer Leaders, etc. I'm not
sure about the name, I think it came with the school.
I am including an attachment of the school faculty for
that period 52~53. You will see a young Mr. Harding. I
couldn't reduce the size to much without losing
quality. I also at that time underlined those that I
didn't want to forget. But... other then Mr Harding
and Mr Webber, I forget what the others taught.
Well that's my input for now
-Ken Heminger "56"
[NOTE: No attachment arrived with this e-mail.]
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)
If as many of us were in the mosquito fog as this
Alumni Sandstorm indicates, I'm surprised we didn't
trample each other to death! The Downwinders haven't
even taken this recreational activity into account to
determine the effects on our health. Radio-active
fallout can only be part of the exposure problem.
Foot/shoe X-rays at C.C. Anderson's, mouthsful of
irrigation ditch water, mosquito spray, lead paint!
Thank heavens for the spudnut antidote!
-Jim Russell (58)
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)
TO:Jim Russell, you're right. The Tolo was in 57 and
I'm still trying to remember where we all went after
the walkout. Are you going to be at the reunion?
-Steve Carson (58)
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>>From: Earl Bennett (Gold Medal Class of '63)
Kathy Rathvon: Were you part of the "reunion" Mrs.
Harmon mentioned to me in one of her Christmas cards a
few years back? A bunch of her students from many
different years got together with them in Richland,
maybe it was their 50th. She was an important
influence in my life - I'm still a qualified technical
translator of Arabic, and for a while did some
Russian, too.
Mary Sullivan: The math teacher with the awesome
"spat" board was Mr. Barnard. The shop teacher had an
impressive one, too. I had one personal experience in
Mr. Barnard's class, based on failure to complete the
penalty (500 times write "I will not talk in class,"
or some such) imposed for talking too much with
Barbara (last name lost until I can dig out my
annuals). As I recall he was slender but solid. I
think he liked to use the phrase "apply the board of
education to the seat of learning." Barbara also
failed to complete the assignment, but she was wearing
about 3 inches of petticoats or something under her
skirt that day, knowing what was coming - grinned like
crazy walking back to her seat, while I squirmed in my
one layer of polished cotton and Hanes. Vivid, tactile
memory! I made a paddle like it once, but and my wife
was afraid it would do our kids permanent damage, so
it was quickly scrapped.
Later
ecb3
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>>From: Keith Hunter (63)
I HAVE really enjoyed the sandstorm.. THIS surly
brings back memories.. I thought for a while I was the
only one who did stuff and got in trouble..
ANY WAY.. HERE'S A QUICK note. I was born and raised
in RICHLAND. We lived most of the time at 507 George
Washington Way -- until 1964. I attended Lewis and
Clark, Carmichael, and Columbia High. My parents owned
the A&W next to Zips which was a great place for teen
burgers.. I left in 63 to see the world in the air
force.. The world happened to be VietNam... Last year
I found (with Gary's help) my ex girlfriend, Barbara
Meyers (now McKinney) living in New Hampshire.. This
was real nice.. 35 years and I had not seen or talked
to her.
ANY WAY, after the service I went to work for Lockheed
Skunk works, and have worked there ever since.. 30
YEARS. I'm a program manager for new products.
I'm married have three kids, and three grand kids, all
boys!!
I do baseball and internet sales for a hobby. [links
on ALL Bomber Alumni Links site -- click on "Alumni
Sandstorm" to find them]
My parents, Mr. & Mrs. Keith Hunter, SR. are doing
well and living near Palm Springs CA.
MY BROTHER, Jim Hunter and sister, Debbie Hunter, are
fine as well..
That should bring every one up to date..
AND I THOUGHT I was the only one that hid in a trunk
to get in the drive in..
FRED MORSE (DINKY) HOW ARE YOU!!!!!!!
-Keith Hunter (63)
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>>From: Cyndy Brooks Cowman (68)
What a riot! My sister, also a RHS graduate, has
forwarded some of the Sandstorm email to me. So many
familiar names and memories! Please add me to the
email list.
Thanks :)
-Cyndy Brooks Cowman (68)
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>>From: David Rodriguez (69)
and Linda Barott Rodriguez (71)
Boy the sandstorm just keeps getting better and better
everyday.
Hi Nancy Bishop Maynard, Carol Saporito and Lorie
Thompson Morrison it's good to see more alumni from 69
to 71.
Carol -- where is Phyllis at these days it been so
long since I last saw her that I probably wouldn't
know her to see her.
Nancy Bishop -- where's the beef?
Hey, does anybody remember the dances at the community
house with Skinner and Hexum doing the gator or how
about the dances at the West Richland community house
doing the limbo and the watusi. I also remember
enjoying chile and cinnamon rolls or pizza as my two
favorite meals at school. Anybody remember those dare
devil snow rides down the face of Flat Top, it hurt so
bad you can still feel it today if you think about it.
I'm glad to see the sandstorm growing more all the
time and hope we can get more people from the later
years to join. Thanks again to Maren and Gary for the
great job they're doing.
Keeping in touch,
-David Rodriguez (69) and
-Linda Barott Rodriguez (71)
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>>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71)
I remember on the Christmas and Thanksgiving lunch
days, at Lewis and Clark, if you weren't going to be
having the turkey hot lunch, you had to go eat in Mrs.
Teats' music room. Now, it sounds absurd, but back
then, nobody thought a thing of it. I was in Mrs.
Thompson's 2nd grade class and had a friend, who never
got to have hot lunch, only a peanut butter sandwich
everyday. I remember being concerned about her being
in the music room. I told my mom, who remedied the
problem. She fried up a batch of chicken, packed it in
a lunch sack with hard boiled eggs, bread and butter
and I'm sure a dessert and sent me to school that day.
When it came time for lunch, I went to the music room
and holding up the bulging sack, informed the teacher
that "I had accidentally picked up my dads lunch". I
still remember my friend and me, sitting on our knees,
with our lunch on the folding chair, sharing it
together. Had I had a turkey hot lunch, I would never
have remembered that day.
-Susy Rathjen Whitney '71
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>>From: Margaret (Peggy) Hartnett (72)
Thought I'd say that I am beginning to worry that this
collective consciousness experiment we've got going
here may turn us into the Borg. I actually get
irritated with those I terminal share if I can't get
to the Sandstorm! The classes of the 50's and 60's are
much better represented, I'm sure those of us in the
70's envision ourselves "sooooooo terribly busy!" And
a few comments:
Denis Sullivan asked about a movement to remove the
mushroom cloud, he's right. It was either the '70 or
'71 state meeting of all the high school student body
officers (don't know if that occurs these days). There
was an overwhelmingly strong feeling that given the
times the bomb cloud was outdated, inappropriate,
tasteless, sick, etc. Well, the reaction at Col Hi was
a resounding, Pshaw (or something to that effect), hey
you want to be a Beaver, be a Beaver, we're sticking
with the Bomb. Having said that, I have to admit,
going though life trying to explain the bomb, (it was
in The New York Times 3 times in the decade I lived
there), was/is not particularly easy. There is a
fundamental alienation that I feel about Richland,
absolutely a great place to be a kid, grow up and
everything that shows up in the memories we share, but
in my heart I wish it hadn't all been about weapons
grade plutonium. It seems to me that there is a
reluctance to mention the aspects that not all of us
feel were positive. Yes, we indeed we a bit of a
"classless" social experiment, we were also a big
biological experiment, no one ever questioned why we
were being put on whole body counters and what ever
happened to the data. It may seem quaint that our dads
might not come home from work and you didn't ask why,
now wouldn't we consider that reaction naive at best.
All that said, we are what we are A-city Youth.
-Peggy Hartnett (72)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/9/98
16 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Norma Loescher Boswell (53)
Hi, Maren,
The Club 40 logo you scanned looks great on the Club
40 site, Maren! Thanks!!
The reunion decorations committee was thrilled with
your 1942 info, picture of the original Richland High
School (standing by what is now Lewis and Clark), and
the original 11 grads. Lola Yale showed us printed
copies of the Alumni Sandstorm which will be included
on the Sandstorm table for the Club 40 reunion this
weekend. We covered dozens of half-wallboards with
enlarged photos. Bob Yale made "street signs." We are
re-creating the Parkway and the entrance to town!
Feel free to include this decorations description in
the Alumni Sandstorm. Maybe it will encourage some
reluctant Bomber to take a look on Friday night, the
11th of September, at the Tower Inn in Richland. Yes,
we're taking $5 registrations Friday night and will
even sign up a few more folks for buffet dinner on
Saturday.
Bomber cheers,
Norma Loescher Boswell (53) and (Club 40)
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>>From: Sharon Panther Taff (57)
To David Clark (56). Gary Lucas (57) came to the 40th
reunion and we all had a great time. He has been back
east - DC I think, most of the time. I saw his mother
2 weeks ago at Country Buffet in Kennewick. She looked
the same as when Gary and I were in high school,
except her gorgeous black hair has now turned white. I
introduced myself and she said that Gary had really
enjoyed himself at the 40th, the only reunion he had
attended. She said he had a birthday coming up in
November and when she wrote to him she would tell him
she saw me.
-Sharon Panther Taff (57)
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>>From: Tom Matthews (57)
One of my earliest Richland memories was from
kindergarten at Sacajawea during the 44-45 school
year. The teacher warned us not to play with any large
balloon's we might find outside and we brought a note
home about it. It was probably the only thing the
teacher presented that made an impression on me that
year. Making volcanos in the large indoor sand box
always impressed me more. Much later I learned that
the warning was due to the attempt by the Japanese
military to send incendiary devices via balloons
across the Pacific. From a book titled "Name on the
Schoolhouse" about State of Washington school names,
Sacajawea was built and named in the 44-45 school year
and by the end of the year had 1521 students enrolled!
I'm not sure why I attended Sacajawea since Jefferson
was first occupied Sept. 1944 and I attended Jefferson
the rest of the time. We lived in the same house at
1300 Haupt from May of 1944 on after staying a week or
so in the Desert Inn until the house was ready. My
father sent many postcards to my brother and I in
Wisconsin while we waited to move out and join him in
Richland. He made comments like "There are many girls
and boys here and they all have a good time playing in
the sand", "Did you have a nice Easter? There are
Rabbits out here, big ones" and "You will live close
to this river, but it won't be this pretty." (Columbia
Gorge photo) "There are a lot of stones on the bank to
throw in the river when I'm not fishing". My siblings
are sister Marianne (Matthews) Wood (63) who has
contributed to the Alumni Sandstorm and my brother,
Terry (60) recently retired as a teacher in the
Kennewick School District -all alumni of Jefferson,
Chief Jo, and Col-Hi. Teachers at Jefferson I
remember: Mrs. Pitts, Mrs. Craft, Mrs. Duncan, Mrs.
Gering? (not sure on spelling). Mrs. Drucker(?) -P.E.
teacher. Mr. Linn, principal. Mrs. Pearson - art, also
later at Chief Jo. Mrs. Gering, 6th grade teacher
replaced Miss Zoss who only lasted about a week. She
used a bell (the desk push button kind) to get our
attention. I believe Mr. Linn came in after only about
a week and told us she left when she learned what
Hanford was about. There were a few new teachers being
added at Jefferson at the time because of the draft
for the Korean War which removed the few male teachers
we had. I appreciated Margaret (Peggy) Hartnett's (72)
comments about the mushroom cloud and related issues.
I do not remember that in the 50's there was any
particular emphasis on the "Bomb" and the arms race in
high school. After seeing the issue brought up in the
Nat. Geographic a some years ago (picture of a
"bomber" with his face painted), I looked in the 55,
56 and 57 annuals and could only find a couple of
images of the mushroom cloud. More visible was the
nuclear atomic symbol. The class ring did have little
clouds on them and the bomb mascot was present at
sports events, etc. Of course, in the 50's there was
no reason to be defensive since the production of
plutonium was a given and production of power was a
goal. Today (9/8) just heard that a report will be on
"The World" via NPR about those in Richland who
"revere the arms race" etc.
-Tom Matthews (57)
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>>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58)
TO: Jim Russell (58) from Gloria Evans (58) I was in
the downwinder suit because of all the radioactive
fallout and have medical problems from it but the suit
has been thrown out by the judge in Yakima, if he'd
had all these problems he would of thought twice
before his decision. Are you going to the class
reunion this year. It should be great to see all the
classmates we had. See you.
-Gloria Falls Evans (58)
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>>From: Vonnie Reed Hoff (60)
My former boss, Dick Walker, sent this to me. He's a
former Richlandite whom I worked for out in N-Reactor
right out of high school in 1960. His 3 boys were
Bombers: Mike, Craig and Danny. I thought this was
appropriate for your Sandstorm... I sure remember
when.....
The Good Old Days .....
~ Being sent to the drugstore to test vacuum tubes for
the TV.
~ When Kool-Aid was the only other drink for kids,
other than milk and Sodas.
~ When there were only 2 types of sneakers for boys, &
girls wouldn't wear them.
~ When boys couldn't wear anything but leather shoes
to school.
~ When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up.
~ When nearly everyone's parents smoked.
~ When all your friends got their hair cut at the
kitchen table.
~ When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids
got there.
~ When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
~ When a dime was a decent allowance, and a quarter a
huge bonus.
~ When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
~ When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high
school, if then.
~ When your mom wore nylons that came in two pieces.
~ When all your teachers wore either neckties or had
their hair done, every day.
~ When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked,
and gas pumped, without asking....... for free, every
time.
~ When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed
him, or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not
even the kid, thought a thing of it.
~ When it was considered a great privilege to be taken
out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
~ When schools threatened to keep kids back a grade if
they failed --and actually did it.
Enjoy,
-Vonnie Reed Hoff (60)
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>>From: Cindy Ann Ryan (62)
Maren,
I got your E-mail from Sharon Brooks Sims (62). What
fun. You must be Tim Smyth's sister... Tim must be on
your list. He will remember pin head and all the spit
balls in study hall. The name of the Drug store across
from CC Anderson's was Thrifty Drug. Info for Carol
Converse.
Now that I am over 50 and retired I am going by my
middle name (Ann). This should confuse everyone but
that's the point!!! Hay, class of 62 where are you???
-Cyndy (aka Ann) Ryan (62)
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>>From: Janice Pierce Gunter (63)
Hi
In regards to Carol Converse Mauer (64) - the
drugstore was Downtown Thrifty - which burned down in
December/1963. The night it burnt, I had spent all
evening wrapping Christmas gifts - Art Meyers was the
head pharmacist. These wonderful stories are really
jogging the old memory banks.... thanks everyone
especially Gary and Maren.
-Janice Pierce Gunter (63)
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>>From: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63)
As I read all the terrific memories that everyone is
writing I regressed to those weird days of Jr.
High.... and along with the great memories of Mrs.
Edwards (who I actually learned from) and Mrs.
Jernigan (I fell in love in her classroom) I
remembered the words to that Carmichael fight song??!!
When the Carmichael Cougars fall in line
We're gonna win that game another time
We're gonna sing and yell for blue and white
Because the Cougars team is always full of fight..
We're gonna cheer, cheer, cheer our team right now,
'Cause when we do
They'll show us they know how
To make the scoreboard flicker
Hit 'em high!! Hit em' low!!
Cougars GO!!!!!!!!!
I have two daughters that are Cheerleaders at
Bremerton High so I am surrounded by fight songs and
cheers a lot these days!.... If anyone has any idea
where Helen Lambdin (63) is please let me know... I'd
like to find her..... Also I'm looking for Glenna
Hammer (65?) ........ I love all the memories that
everyone is sharing.... Most of mine were tied up with
one boyfriend, except those insane moments in high
school when I got sent to the office for my skirt
being too short or because I swore at the office
machines teacher... (he deserved it!) I do remember
that 1st period P.E. was horrible, especially when we
had to go swimming or play the nasty Field
Hockey!!.... Pat Hexum was better than anyone! Also
the humiliating dancing.... Being a tall girl, I had
to be a boy until the "real boys" joined our class....
to this day I can "lead" with the best of them! and
God spare me from ever hearing Alleghney Moon again! I
loved working in the office... it was so much better
than study hall.. Mr. Anderson didn't understand my
outgoing personality in study hall.. thank God Mr.
Lyda took pity and let me work in the office!.. There
were some really memorable classes....one that was
particularly interesting (I think English) had me
sitting by Hills, Mathis and Mosteller.... All the
girls in that class were happy everyday!... Along with
braces and piano lessons and Rainbow Girls I remember
a really great time when the biggest problem I had was
a math test...!
-CW
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[CAROL -- GOOD JOB, fellow Carmichael Cougar!!! That's
EXACTLY the way I remember the Carmichael fight song,
too... and still sing it now and then, too!! --Maren]
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>>From: Linda Davis Brede (63)
Just wanted to let you know I did find Peggie Wirth's
brother Rob and finally found and talked to Peggie
(63). Her last name is Byrnes, she's been married for
25 years and lives in Pine Grove CA, closeby to her
sister Patsy (65). I was really tickled to find her.
-Linda Davis-Brede (63)
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>>From: Mary Collins Burbage (63)
Does anyone remember Mr. Lyda who was vice principal
at the high school. I remember in 1963 when a couple
of my friends (who shall remain nameless) and I
skipped school to go to the State Tournament. The only
way we could get tickets was to buy them from Mr.
Lyda. So we found out what hotel room he was in and
bravely went up and knocked on his door. He wasn't
real happy to see us but did give us the tickets in
order to get rid of us. The next Monday I took in an
excuse (forged of course) stating I had been sick the
previous week. Mr. Lyda informed me that he knew I was
in Seattle because he remembered us coming up to his
room for the tickets. I accused him of calling my
father a liar and he backed down and gave me an
excused absence (thank goodness but as you will recall
"If you skip school, you will not go thru the
graduation line"). That should have been the end of
the story. However, in 1969 I was living in Othello
with my first husband who was a teacher. Othello
announced that they had hired a new superintendent and
guess who it was: Thomas Lyda. I had to go a reception
for him and my husband proudly informed him that I had
graduated from Richland in 1963. Mr. Lyda took one
look at me and said "I know you were in Seattle for
State Tournament". I admitted he was right and he told
me he knew all along I had been lying and then he
turned around and walked away. That was our one and
only conversation the whole rest of the time I was in
Othello. I found the whole thing humorous but my
husband didn't. To this day, I am sure he blames me
for not getting the head football coach job there!
-Mary Collins Burbage (63)
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>>From: Maren Smyth (64)
"Big John and Sparky -- who wanted more than ANYTHING
to be a REAL boy..." Early 50's Saturday morning
radio... our parents slept... Tim (62), Tere (65) and
I would make "tents" with blankets over the dining
room chairs... and march around the house when they
played "Teddy Bear's Picnic"... they "looked right
into our rooms" --right thru the radio -- to see if
they were clean or dirty -- and would even call out
names of those kids whose bedrooms they were looking
at... I'd wait to hear my own name -- scared they
would see my dirty room. It was around the time I
figured out that they would NEVER look into MY bedroom
because they only looked into the rooms of kids with
ordinary names like TIM... or GARY -- NEVER Maren...
-Maren Smyth (64)
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>>From: Erin Owens Hyer (66)
Maren, Have to say it was funny reading about Terry
Davis and his lady, Erin. My husband's name is Terry
and it was weird reading about Terry and Erin and not
being able to relate.
Later
-Erin Owens Hyer (66)
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>>From: Alan Porter (67)
Hi Gary I have enjoyed reading all the great memories
and decided it was time to put in a couple of my own.
Someone asked about a bomb scare at Chief Jo. As I
remember it was 1962. Mike Schoenecke (67) called in 2
or 3 I think. He was having a hard time with his math
teacher and then call in a bomb threat to get out of
class. He eventually turned himself in and spent the
rest of the school year at a school in the Yakima
area. He came back the next year and was on the
varsity basketball team. Just prior to his Soph year
his family moved to Guam. He went on to get a PhD and
teach English at the college level. My family moved to
Richland in 1952. We 1st lived at 1325 Farrell Lane
and I attended Sacajawea K-1, then we moved to 615
Delafield and I attended L & C 2-3, we then bought a
house at 1519 Goethals and I attended Jason Lee for 4
until they changed the boundaries so I went back to
Sac. then CJ and then CHS. As I was driving past Chief
Jo I saw that the gym had been named for Toivo Pippo
who is one of the most memorable teachers that I had.
In health one day he told us the story of when his
basketball team (OSU, I think, but could be UO) was
invited to play at the NIT in New York. He described
the team members as a bunch of farm boys who had no
culture and when they were at a fancy restaurant they
all watched the coach to figure out which spoon or
fork to use. Pippo described how his nice thick steak
went flying off his plate across the dance floor. My
other most memorable CJ teacher was Robert Barnard,
math teacher, he had one of the best swings when it
came to paddles - he certainly made an impression on
me. I came to respect and like him a lot, I believe he
died a few years ago. I was one of the thousands that
saw JFK and even managed to work my way up to the
front of the crowd when he was leaving and had my hand
sticking out which he shook. I was in Mrs.
Greenfield's Spanish class when we heard of Kennedy's
death. That was to be the night of a 9th grade party
that was rescheduled. Mrs. Greenfield who also taught
girls PE was gone one day and that's when we found out
she had been pregnant - it was a surprise to all of
us. In HS the teachers that had the biggest influence
was David Harry, band teacher and I believe he played
trombone with the Glenn Miller band and Mr Wheeler who
was an excellent US History teacher. I could then make
another list of teachers who weren't so wonderful.
This stroll down memory lane of teachers is probably
flooding in right now since tomorrow I start my 26th
year in education and will be seeing all those bright
cheery faces. Thanks Maren and Gary for the great
site.
-Alan Porter (67)
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)
Hi all,
Anybody remember seeing the Russian Sputnik go past in '57?
It is a shame what has happened to guns and kids in
our society. We would fill a car trunk with all kinds
of rifles, shotguns, ammo, baseball bats, and the
like, and bring them to school on Friday's. And after
school we would head out and try and get beer, then
head for the desert night to shoot those poor
jackrabbits that I never see anymore when I visit
Richland. And nobody got killed cept the bunnies.
Now and then we [Phil Collins (67) and I with Tim Curd
(67) - and at times others] would go up to the
Kennewick dump at night to kill rats. We would usually
have a girl(s) in the car to turn on the headlights at
our command. In solid black of darkness, we would get
back to back, toss some crackers, or bread, and
patiently wait. When we could hear a generous amount
of scurrying all around us, we would bend over, with
our butts touching (that's correct - no phobias here),
put the gun stock between our knees and our fingers
inside the trigger housing for rapid fire. Then yell
at the girl(s) in the car to turn on the headlights.
We would fan about 15 rounds each out of semi-
automatic .22 rifles in a matter of seconds. In the
blaze of this incredible din, we would be yelling (it
just comes out), the girls were screaming, the rats
panicking, some bearing their teeth, or hopping on
their hind legs, or my favorite, hissing at us, and
sometimes coming at us in attack mode in their
confusion. Then we would yell for the girls to turn
out the lights. The three of us would quickly stand up
back to back in the pitch black silence of the night
and just listen to the rats run and clang the cans in
the dump during their escape -- and begin reloading.
I will spare you the story about going into the
Kennewick Highlands in Ted Edwards' ole man's Sunbeam
Tiger and stomping on field mice trapped in the car's
headlight's field of vision in the middle of the road.
Besides Hector, did anybody ever hear from Rudy Ruiz
(66), or his two sister's, after they left? I believe
Rudy's father was finally let out of Cuba and the
family moved to Spain. I would like to find him again
if at all possible.
Thanx
-Rick Maddy (67)
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>>From: Greg Kelly (71)
For those of you who were wondering why the name of
the school was changed from Columbia High School to
Richland High School:
The change had nothing to do with the bomb or with
confusion with Columbia Burbank. In the early 70's
when it was still officially Columbia High School, the
athletes were awarded an "R", the back of the band
uniforms said "Richland High School", and one of our
favorite cheers was "R-I-C-H-L-A-N-D Richland High!"
There was also a big concrete "R" in Bomber Bowl.
The name was changed officially after Hanford High
School was opened. There were now two high schools in
Richland, hence two Richland high schools. All the old
bombers in town and on the school board were afraid
that "Richland" high was in danger of losing its
identity, so they made the name change official.
(By the way, these are the same people who pretend
that the concrete "H" in Fran Rish Stadium stands for
High, not Hanford. For those of you who haven't been
keeping up, Fran Rish Stadium is the current name for
Bomber Bowl.)
Greg Kelly, '71
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>>From: Linda Barott Rodriguez (71)
Maren,
Would you please add my mother to your list of bomber
alumni. Her name is Doris Hackney Barott and she
graduated in 1952. Her father was the ditch rider and
she lived at Horn Rapids Dam out on Harrington Road.
She would love to visit with anyone still around the
area from that class and can be e-mailed at
[deleted for privacy]
Thanks for all your good work and the fond memories.
-Linda Barott Rodriguez (71)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/10/98
15 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Don McKenzie, Class of 56
Moved to Richland in 1944 to 1208 Mahan and did the
Sacajawea, Carmichael route. It was a dramatic year
when Chief Jo opened and 1/2 the kids from Sacajawea
went north and the other went south. Broke up a lot of
friendships. Early memories are family shopping trips
Up the Valley to Prosser & Sunnyside to get the Latest
& greatest "things". Think the first Shoe x-ray
machine was in Sunnyside and that became a BIG
destination place. Also there was a bookstore up the
Valley and Walla Walla that would be the first to get
the latest Hardy Boy books. There was big competition
with neighbor Max Case (57) & I to see who could get
the latest Hardy Boy book and would hold it until the
other had something to trade. Great neighborhood fun,
parades, circus's, hide & seek that would include
everyone on the block. Originally there were NO
fences, it was one BIG back yard. It was a GREAT way
to grow up.
Teachers that had impact, good or bad were Ms. Furhman
- Latin, Mr. Scott - physics, Mr. Gage - 7th grade
home room, Mr. Morris -Typing and Mr. Pappas - Band..
Band, orchestra and choir were a very important part
of High School. Several band members went on to
professional careers in music.
-Don McKenzie (56)
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>>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58)
TO: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63)
I also have two grandaughters ages 17 and 16 and they
are also cheerleaders for varsity Rogers Hi in
Spokane. Isn't it great to see these wonderful
grandkids growing up.
-Gloria Falls Evans (58)
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>>From: Denny Damschen (62)
>>To: Cindy Ann Ryan (62)
I'm sorry! Forgive me! Ann Ryan doesn't work for me.
After almost half a century I'm afraid you'll always
be Cindy to me.
Love from your ex-nextdoor neighbor and never-ex-
friend.
-denny damschen (62)
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>>From: Tim Smyth (62)
TO: Denny Damschen (62)
Denny-Got your address from Maren.. seems to be an
obsession of hers to find every Col-Hi alumni in the
world who has an Email address. Where are you are what
are you doing? I've been living in upstate NY for the
last 30 years.. 4 daughters and 2 grandkids. Cool! I'm
an accountant for a paper machine manufacturing
company. I graduated from Louisiana State University..
the TIGERS. I remember 9th grade.. ole Chitty.. when
we played tackle on the gym floor and you knocked me
out and split my chin open. Remember? Tim
Denny's Response:
Hi Tim, Sorry, I don't recall the specific incident.
Is it too late to say I'm sorry? I'm still in
Richland. Was in New Jersey, 1965-1969, in the Air
Force, in Pullman, WA, 1977 and 1978, at WSU getting
my Degree in Computer Science (finally graduated in
1987!!). I have worked at Battelle, Pacific Northwest
National Laboratory in Richland for 30 years now doing
computer programming stuff. I may be the oldest Tri-
City native who was actually born here and except for
the service and college, never left. Been single the
last 20 years and raised my daughter, Denni, 23, by
myself. Having a great life. Hope you are too. I
wouldn't change a thing. (Except maybe nailing you in
1958 or '59!) Very good to hear from you... Hope this
finds you and your family happy and in good health.
Your friend,
-denny damschen
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>>From: Ralph Koontz (62)
Re: Carol Converse Mauer's question about the
Campbell's south end Market. The store was located at
the corner of Jadwin and Comstock. Campbell sold out
to the Mayfair chain in '59 or '60 and put a lot of
bucks into facility renovation. The south end store
opened with some fanfare in the summer of '60 and
provided jobs for a number of '62 alums: Jim Heaton,
Tom Hemphill, Julie Haag, Wendy Walker and me. There
may have been others but I don't remember --those
brain cells are long gone! It was a fun place to work,
close enough to home to walk but, of course, everyone
drove to work! Does anyone remember returning soda or
beer bottles back to the store for the deposit so you
could buy gas for cruisin'? Or how about the fact that
in those days you couldn't buy beer or wine on Sunday
-- legally? Anyway, sometime in the 70's Mayfair
closed the store (and I believe their entire chain)
then later a church moved into the facility. A few
years ago the building burned to the ground but the
church built a new structure on that site.
Cheers,
-Ralph Koontz (62)
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>>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63)
Okay...I have to join in about the mosquito fogger.
Anyone else remember "DDT---P U E"! What great sport
it was - biking in the fog, yelling that rhyme -and
loving every minute.
I am glad we can share these memories with one another
--- my dear husband just gives me a weird look when I
share such memories.... (just had to be there, huh?!)
Does anyone else remember Mr. Wright, "When I was a
boy in Alaska" -- 6th grade teacher at Jefferson?
Don't know how many years he was there. Didn't teach
us much, if I remember, but told some good stories.
Must get back to the real world. Have a great day!
Ann McCue Hewett (63)
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>>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
Someone mentioned Johnny's Delicatessen that was in
the Uptown Shopping Center. I also remember Dick &
Jerry's Fine Foods. I know it was on the East side of
the Uptown also but not sure where. Does anyone know?
We used to live on Hunt Street, right across from the
Uptown, and across from the little park that all the
kids in the neighborhood nicknamed "The Willows"
because of all the Willow trees that were there. Most
of them are gone now. I remember how quiet it was on
Sunday's at the Uptown and how the parking lots were
empty, as all the stores were closed then on Sunday's.
How about the "Party Lines". You shared a telephone
line with at least one or two or more neighbors. It
was always tempting to eavesdrop on their conversation
once in awhile. There was always the neighbor, who
would pick up the phone and say they had an emergency
to get you off the phone when you were talking to your
friends.
Twin City Creamery. I have a Twin City Creamery milk
bottle with the Phone # 131, "Best in the West" and
Pasco, Kennewick on it.
I used to be a car-hop at A & W Drive In, working
first for Mr. Hunter, and then Mr. Howard. We had to
wear little orange & black hats and we used the belt
money changers. We had to add up the orders we took in
our head, no calculators, and our boss would go over
our receipts every night, and if we had added wrong,
he would take it out of our paycheck. I think Baby
burgers were 20 cents, mama's were .35, teens .45 and
papa's .55. There were the A&W specials which was a
hamburger with ham, and someone mentioned the Steak
Sandwich which was one of my favorites too. Hamburgers
were made with only pickles, onions, and mustard, and
in the later years, they changed to a special sauce
instead and took away all the family burgers. They
went down hill not long after that and finally closed.
They should have left it alone while it was good.
How about Smitty's Pancake House? Where a lot of us
took our mother's on Mothers Day. A stack of pancakes
were .60 and a Ham and Cheese Omelet was only 1.20.
-Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
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>>From: Don Winston (63)
Maren,
Yesterday (9/8/98) on Public Radio International (PRI)
on a program called "The World" was a feature piece on
Richland, the Bombers, the school symbols (pick your
poison -- mushroom cloud or falling bomb), glowing in
the dark, thyroid disease (?), etc. It was on at 3:00
PM here (Mountain Time), so a lot of people might have
missed it, if they weren't goofing off from work like
I was.
Tapes of the broadcast are available from PRI for $15
(for this you get the whole show, not just the Bomber
portion). Call (303) 823-8000 to order a copy if
you're interested, or send an email to [deleted for privacy]
---------------To Greg Boyd...
Sorry you swooned over the Lung Cancer film. I'm sure
Leslie was very impressed. You've always had that
effect on the ladies, have you not?
--------------To Dianne Ingalls Frost (67)...
You referred to Mr. Sawyer's red ties, which implies
he had more than one. Maybe he bought another one
between '63 and '67?
--------------To Marc Leach...
I think Redmond's ride was a Borgward Isabella Kombi.
A fine German machine -- probably a classic now. 1493
cc, 60 HP, 4 on the column. Speaking of obscure German
automobiles, Jim Hamilton -- Although you probably
wouldn't admit it, didn't you have a DKW (ring-a-ding-
ding)? Or was that someone else (besides me, I mean).
Three cylinders, two cycle, mix the oil and gas. Life
was great -- your very own DDT machine (less the DDT).
Later,
-Don Winston ('63)
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>>From: Tony Sharpe (63)
When it comes to any apologetics about what Hanford's
rightful place in history is, the only attitude should
be "Right On". There is absolutely no remorse in this
person's heart about plutonium or the "bomb" that it
was used in.
Does anyone doubt that if that maniac, Hitler, had
come up with it first, he would have used it on
Western Europe and the USA if he could have delivered
it there. War is hell, and if you start one as the
Japanese did, you had better be prepared to pay the
consequences. We lost more men in the Pacific theatre
than in all of Europe, and who knows what an invasion
of Japan would have cost. If it had taken 3 bombs to
bring Japan back to her senses, then that is what
should have been done. In war, the Only thing that
counts is who wins, being humane went out with Atilla
the Hun.
I am proud that my father was involved in the
construction of all those Reactors that are now
"mothballed". I am extremely proud to have grown up in
the grand experience that Richland was and still is to
a lesser extent. I would be equally proud if the
School Insignia were a Mushroom Cloud, a Bomb or a B-
52 Bomber.
SEMPER BOMBERUS
-Tony Sharpe, Irradiated, Downwinded, and Proud to be
counted a "BOMBER" Class of 1963
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>>From: Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65)
Finally, someone else who enjoyed Big John and
Sparky! Did you see them when they came to Pasco High
School? I was dumbstruck to discover that Sparky was a
cardboard puppet instead of a little boy! When I was
21 years old and studying in London, I encountered
another student who had listened to the radio program.
He threw himself on the floor screaming, "No! No!
Don't say that!" when I tried to tell him the truth
about Sparky! I also loved The Cinnamon Bear holiday
series. It is available on cassette tape. I bought the
set at Malley's Pharmacy about 8 years ago. I only
played it for my son that one year. But I'm going to
try to be more organized this year and make him listen
to it with me again this season (he is 20 and his
university has a break from Thanksgiving to New
Year's; so he will be a captive audience). And, I
remember Gunsmoke and The Shadow and Burns & Allen and
The Lone Ranger and . . . .
-Patti McLaughlin Cleavinger (65)
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Hey Patty and Mary Leona! (and bobby, bunny, donny,
jeannie, etc.)Eckert. My brother, Ernie, and Bobby
were close friends as kids. They had a pigeon coop in
the back yard for a while,then used it as a groundhog
cage. Bobby could drink vinegar straight. wow. Good to
know you are both still around.
-Patty de la Bretonne
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>>From: Rod Brewer (65)
Re: Rick Maddy (67) asked about Russian Sputnik going
by in '57
Yes, Rick Maddy, I remember clearly standing outside
in my front yard with the whole family, watching that
dot of light slowly move across the sky.
-Rod Brewer (65)
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>>From: Patti Eckert Weyers (68)
Hi Gary; Mr. Williams in 9th grade was a treat as he
and his teacher wife were my neighbors on Van Giesen
Street. My first real initiation into a public school.
The freedom was unbelievable coming from CK, but I was
consumed with horses and riding and competing. The Col
Hi lunches were 30 minutes and we scrambled to get to
the car, (boyfriend Nick Koontz and myself) and get to
the Arctic Circle for our lunch, costing only 50
cents. Sometimes less than 30 cents for two!!! Zips
was the in place to cruise and chat, but for the
quickie lunch for a bargain price, and the sauce was
great, the Arctic Circle was our place.
Sally Radditz in CK, I loved the pictures of our class
in Mrs. Murphy's room and then the drill team. Seeing
so many classmates I had forgotten, but still over the
years wondered where they all went: Mary Kerstetter,
Rita Hodges, Leon Heneghen, Linda Dossett, Steven
Rouse, Ellen Kuykendall, Randy Kefentzis, Margaret
Burnside, John Cartmell, Dale Kenizel, Greg Hanson,
Shelly Brown, Janice Klyne, Patrick Botts, John
Gastkill, Glenna Weiggands, Sharon Ghirardo, Jodi
Williams, Bob Fenessey, Susan Henderson, to recall
some..? Its funny how in the COLUMBIAN '68 the
classmates that were in CK and on through really jump
back out at you.
Wonder what happened to Mrs. Duncan our 3rd grade
'lay-teacher' in CK? Very neat teacher I recall.
Sister Martin Mary in 8th grade was both amazing and
the best darn Nun teacher at CK I felt. The sweetest
was Sister Margaret Mary in 1st grade. Aurella Marie
in 7th grade was the meanest and Father Sweeney was
the greatest Priest I have ever known. He remembered
names clear up until his last days in Richland Life
Care Center. A blessed Man. Remember the May Day
processions with little flowered veils all around the
school yard and church singing our hymns..... Enough
already. Love the nice responses from fellow
classmates, its a joy to again reminisce. Irene De La
Bretonne Hayes ('61) we all got a kick from you. =
Loved your recital of our Eckert Family Names, you
learned it just like I say it, perhaps Rita also
taught me that way....? She is the greatest Sister of
mine!! But then they're all great, come to think about
it. The Spudnut Shop holds many wonderful memories for
all our family starting at the top with Joan #1 and
clear down to me at #8 and probably to #9 & #10 Jean
and Chris. It was a very exciting outing for us to get
spudnuts and soft ice cream (from the Tasty Freeze on
Stevens Drive), together there wasn't a better treat!
Cheers
-Patti Eckert Weyers ('68)
Gary and Maren you do one fine job putting this
Sandstorm out!
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>>From: Creede Lambard (72)
Greg Kelly mentioned the various places where
"Richland High School" or "RHS" showed up. One he
didn't mention was the big letters "RHS" over the
north (if I remember correctly) entrance to the gym.
There are probably others. We pretty much used "Col-
Hi" and "Richland" interchangeably, but oddly enough
we seldom used "Columbia."
Cheers,
-Creede
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
Some of my favorite summer evening memories are of
drinking "Fizzies" and eating popcorn and watching the
birds and bats eating bugs. I also remember "Funny
Face" drinks.
My mom and dad walked through Thrifty Drug the night
before it burned down and said they smelled a hot
electrical smell. They told the manager or someone,
but either they didn't take them seriously or couldn't
find the problem. That was sad.
I remember the day that we gathered in the old theater
downtown to celebrate 25 years of Richland. They gave
out a lot of door prizes. I managed to win one. :-)
I remember going as a family to a Ham Radio get
together south of Howard Amon Park. We drove down the
dirt road and had to drive through a puddle that came
up to the door of our '50 Studebaker.
I also remember the day they opened up the road to
Vernita to the public. My father had us all go out
there. I remember you couldn't take pictures of
anything you saw along the way. I did take a picture
of the Vernita Ferry. Putting your car on the ferry
was an experience.
I remember the day that the old Richland High School
building was knocked down. I used to play with the
klinkers during recess. Thanks for all the memory
jogs.
Lois Clayton Colton '72
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/11/98
12 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
Maren, I wonder how many grads remember Helen Skogen.
She taught Algebra and probably was the best teacher I
have had. She now lives down he street from me and she
and Marion Hankwitz, a counselor at ColHi, are my
three children's adopted grandparents. They both share
the same house at l931 Forest in Richland. Helen has
macula (spelling) degeneration and is slowly losing
her sight. But it hasn't slowed her down one bit. She
is still a wonderful person. I saw Calvin Welch the
other day. I haven't seen him in awhile. He still
talks and looks the same. And in good health. Calvin
Welch was the crafts teacher and then became counselor
at Richland and at Hanford high schools. By the way,
if any of her past students have a notion to send her
or Marion and card, it would thrill them to death. Zip
in Richland is 99352
-Ralph Myrick, '51
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>>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60)
No one has mentioned Mrs. Georgia Burns. Mrs. Burns
was one of my favorite teachers at Col. High. She
taught shorthand. If anyone knows her whereabouts I'd
be interested. I earned a good living using the skills
she taught me and I'm very grateful. She not only
taught basic skills but also work ethics which proved
very helpful.
Another teacher I remember was in Carmichael. He was
married but no children. He had dogs. I think he is
the one I remember sending a student to his home to
feed and water his dogs (during class time). Does
anyone remember him? Maybe it was Mr. Ingersoll? I
think he was my home room teacher. I could be mixed up
in my memories. (It could even have been a Col. High
teacher. I am sure of one thing: he was a man!)
-Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60)
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>>From: Cindy Ann Ryan (62)
To Denny Damschen (62)
Hay call me what you want. After 24 years with Clairol
I found myself answering to "Miss Clairol" No more I
am retired and loving it. Good to hear from an old
friend
Message to all Bombers:
The March Coming Together To Conquer Cancer
The March will be in Washington, DC September 25 & 26.
Cancer survivors, caregivers, the medical and research
communities and concerned citizens like YOU, will be
coming together to demand an end to cancer. Why?
Because for every $10 you pay in taxes the government
spends only one penny on cancer research. Because 1.5
million will be diagnosed this year 535,000 will die
of cancer. Their is more but I am sure you get the
point. Many will, but most of us can't make it to
Washington, DC. That's why we are marching across the
USA. Check with your local Cancer Society for your
very own local event. If not PLEASE a moment of
silence that we win this war.
In case you didn't guess I am very involved in the
Denver Rally. If I ever get off the Sandstorm On Line
I will begin to design our program (got side tracked)
We just landed $1,000 bucks to pay for the sound
system. All that sales training paid off.
-Cindy (aka Ann) Ryan (62)
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>>From: Connie Foster McLean (63)
Saw the message from Ann McCue Hewett and wanted to
say "hi" to her!!! Chuckled at her comments re: Mr.
Wright (6th grade teacher at Jefferson). Remember him
well as per your description! But one of the best
teachers there was 5th grade teacher Mr. Vittulli --
can't remember specifically much of the academics he
taught us, but he sure helped us all become better
people! Now that I'm a 5th grade teacher, I hope my
students will look back as fondly and respectfully
about me 40+ years later!!! I still hear about you and
your family via news from your parents to my mom and
dad. This is a great way for us all to keep in touch
after all of these years!!!!!
-Connie Foster McLean (63)
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>>From: Jim Hamilton (63)
Re: These radio memories, have nothing to do with
dashboard lights
Not too sure, but me thinks the Cinnamon Bear and Big
John and Little Sparky were broadcast in the afternoon
as part of "Uncle Ben's Club House" I think he was
some "Kansas City Star" who also went by the name of
Cousin Ben Roscoe when dealing with adults and serving
as a shill for Bunch Finnigan or the Mad Turk.
Whew, all that no comma, thank you Mrs. Boswell.
When TV came in about '54, Ben was sent to dry out
and/or the showers and our world expand to include
"Uncle Jimmy" Noland and Uncle Jimmy's Clubhouse,
followed at 5:30 by Montana Tom soon to be replaced by
Bert Wells. My bride, "The always Lovely Miss Nancy"
made her TV debut on his show with her brownie troop.
I think that's when she stole my heart. I could see
that red hair on a black and white TV. Good thing she
was on before we got cable, or I might have made a run
for Annette. Annette was on at 5, following Pinky Lee
(and people complain about Barney) and Howdy Doody. I
remember the times, 'cause the wednesday night fights
(and countinggggg forrrr the knockdownnnnssss) came on
at six. Meat Loaf and Ezzard Charles every week along
with the Ol' Mans Roi Tan Bankers.
I feel so young now, I'm gonna find Kenny Wright and
ask him to score me some beer
jimbeaux
p.s. Back in 1968, while a young lieutenant in Italy
(defending the last bastions of freedom, from the
Godless hordes from the North) we used to get Big John
and Little Sparky every saturday morning on AFN
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>>From: Danny Raddatz (64)
A comment about fizzies made me think of an
experiment I performed to see if things are as good
(or as bad) as we remember them. A month or so ago, I
was in the local grocery and there in the impulse buy
area were fizzies. They were at least repackaged,
since they had bar codes, so I knew they hadn't been
pulled out of a bomb shelter somewhere. Since my
granddaughter was coming to visit, I decided that I
would see if they were like I remembered, figuring if
not I could pawn them off on her. Got home, opened my
prize and dropped one in a glass of water. Got a lot
of nice bubbles, a nice sound, a not-so-nice
accumulation of scum around the edge, and a strangely
familiar aroma. When I downed the drink, I suddenly
realized why I hadn't seen them in so many years. It
was so bad, that I couldn't give them to my
granddaughter for fear that they would define our
relationship for years to come. Is there anything else
that is that bad? Tang, Ovaltine, Flavor Straws,
Bosco? Do they even make Bosco anymore?
"I love Bosco, that's the drink for me. Chocolate
flavored Bosco is mighty good for me. Mommie puts it
in my milk for extra energy. Bosco gives me iron and
sunshine vitamin D. Oooh, I love Bosco, that's the
drink for me."
Before you moan, just remember somebody got paid to
write that.
-Danny Raddatz (64)
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
These are all such great memories that we're all
having. Hope we can keep this up for a long time.
Re: Ralph Koontz Thanks for helping me remember the
name of the streets that Campbell/Mayfair Grocery
store was located at. As soon as I read it, I
remembered. I've been able to picture it in my mind
the whole time. I remember walking to the store when I
lived on Benham most every evening. I do remember a
lot of the ones you mentioned as working there. I
wouldn't even tell my folks that I was going to walk
to the store, I'd just leave. I remember talking with
you most times that I was there. Remember going for a
motorcycle ride out at the old prison camp? That was
such fun. We took many of motorcycle ride, but going
out there was fun.
Re: DBoehn9644 You didn't say your name, so I
don't know who this is. I remember the car hops at A&W
Drive In. That was my favorite place to go and eat.
Re: Tony Sharpe I am also very proud that my dad
worked out at Hanford and on the bomb. What you said
is so very true.
Re: Rick Maddy I, too, remember seeing Sputnik going
across the sky. I thought that was so very neat to see
it way up in the sky moving. You just didn't see
things move like that then.
Someone mentioned the old Richland High School by
Lewis and Clark Elem. I remember playing there on
recesses. We all thought it was the neatest place to
play. Seems to me that we could get inside also.
Perhaps not. I remember having dreams of being in
there and getting lost. For a little kid, that could
be a pretty scary place to be in. I have the newspaper
picture of the school and the graduating class.
[Carol -- the 1992 newspaper article article and the
picture is also on the class of 1942 web site... -
Maren]
Does anyone remember making and taking May Day baskets
around to your friends and neighbors? You'd leave them
on the front porch, ring the door bell and run and
hide before they saw who put it there.
That's all for my memories today.
-Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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>>From: Richard Twedt (64)
Greetings from an aging Bomber, Class of 64. Have been
reading the "Weekly" and now the "Sandstorm" for
several months and felt compelled to add a few of my
"fond memories" to the nostalgia bank.
* Spending entire summers swimming at the "Islands",
and 35 years later not glowing in the dark.
* Fry cooking at Zips and loading the cop's burgers
with salt and pepper
* Delivering the Tri-City Herald at 5am, from Jadwin
to Cottonwood
* Sleeping out and rendezvousing with four or five
girls and then being chased by one of their fathers
* Sunday picnics at Sacajawea State Park with family
and friends, and checking out the artifacts in the
"Museum"
* Skiing the Columbia River "Shoot" and not missing
the rope
* Seeing Theartis sink one from mid-court
* Being "mooned" on your first date
* Riding your scooter in the desert, and the smell of
sagebrush
* Jumping from the top of the train bridge into the
Yakima
* Being asked to Tolo and having a curfew of midnite
* Being caught skinny dipping at the "docks"
* Singing folk songs in Mark Browne's basement with
his brother and buddies
* Watching people do the "gator" at Adrian's nite
club, what trashy statues!
* Hitchhiking up the Yakima Valley to pick fruit and
floating back to Richland in the irrigation canals
* Making out at Inspiration Point and watching the
lights
* Having five cheerleaders teach me to jitterbug in
their basement
* The satisfaction of launching a paper clip into the
ceiling fan in study hall and watching the expression
on Mr. Anderson's face, rolling steelies was fun too!
* Watching the Pasco "Gang Girls" dirty bop at the
Kennewick dance hall
* Crusin East Pasco late at nite and the overwhelming
sense of "danger" And,
* How many of you Bombers ever tasted my mom's cookies
and cinnamon rolls?
Special hellos to: B. Craddock, B.& J. Irwin,
L.Powell, R. Warford, R. Gratham, J. & J. Sonderlund,
K.Dahl, M. Smith, "Fuzzy" St.John, B. Blankenship,
Kavakis, T. & P. Sharpe, "Pitts", J. Hamilton,
J.House, D. Damschen, C. Wiley, J. Crigler,M. Bailey,
C.Hansen, J. Perkins, S. Keller and to all the girls
who broke my heart, Linda Lee, Patti Mitchell, Susan
Knox, Susie Philipson, Tomi McKinnon
-Richard Twedt (64)
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>>From: David Rivers (65)
Big John and Sparky and the Cinnamon Bear were my
favorites! Also "Johnny Dollar"...We didn't get TV
till '58 and I can remember everyone being in love
with Annette... and Having no clue... who she was. I
actually bought the Cinnamon Bear tapes a few years
back and still have my autographed picture of Big John
and Sparky. I guess life goes on no matter where we
are but for Richland kids... memories are forever!
-David Rivers (65)
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>>From: Bob DeGraw (66)
Our family moved to Richland in 1951. We stayed at
first with my Grandparents, the Andersons, (George,
Diane, Linda, Ken, do any of you remember or know any
of theses former Bombers) who lived I believe, at 1101
Cottonwood. There were 19 of us living in that 4
bedroom Ranch House at that time. My Dad found a
little 2 bedroom house out at the "Y" and so we moved
there until our name came up for an A house on 1502
Goethals. We lived on the right half of the house and
the Woodcocks lived on the other side. I attended
Jason Lee from my Kindergarten year to 2nd grade. My
teachers had the best names in the world. Mrs. Askew
in 1st grade and Mrs. Hogsey in 2nd grade. Anyone
remember them? In 1957 we moved from Goethals to 647
Cedar and another Ranch house. My parents still live
there. Mrs. Swain lived two houses down from us and I
used to Mow her lawn. The Berkleys lived next door.
Anyone remember Barbara and Kathy. Margy May lived
about 3 houses down and Harold Davis and his sisters
Jean and Janet lived on the corner. Eric Gerber lived
on the other corner. John Cole lived at the end of Lee
where it ran into Cottonwood. Chuck Lange lived up the
alley and Carol Futur lived down the alley. All of
these are former Bombers. I went to Marcus Whitman and
had Mrs. Fisher in the 4th grade and Mr. Dudley in the
6th. I went to Carmichael Jr. High from 1961 to 63.
Now lets be truthful kids. His Name wasn't Mr. Chitty
but "Shitty Chitty" Am I right or am I right! It was
in the 9th grade that I had what I consider to this
day and for all time to be the best class I ever had
in any school at any time. Mr. Anderson's Mechanical
Drawing class. We had so many episodes in that class
it was unbelievable. If anyone cares to hear or if
anyone was actually in that class and want to rehash
some of those, just drop me a line. I became a Bomber
in 1964 and I am finding it pretty amazing that I
remember many of you 63 and 64 grads. I remember all
of the places and people that have been brought up.
Muscles and his bike, Sonny, The Pasco swimming pool
with the rope, dances at the Roller Rink. How many of
you remember the Richland/Davis basketball game, I
believe in 64, when Ray Stein and Gary Webb led the #2
Bombers past Jay Bond and the #1 Davis Pirates? BFD
(Beat Fierce Davis) was born at that time. I remember
Doc Meacham and her bra, Cryin Cal (Gentle) and Mr.
Unruh and his coffee pot. Thanks to all of you for
posting your memories and would be glad to hear from
any of you.
-Bob DeGraw (66)
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>>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
Hi, Gary! Yes, Creede Lambard (72) was correct in
yesterday's Alumni Sandstorm regarding the big "RHS"
letters that were on the north entrance to the gym.
Those letters were from the class of 1966 as "our"
graduation gift to the school. I noticed that they
disappeared a number of years ago. Does anyone happen
to know the story of why the letters were removed? I
have been curious about the disappearance of "our
class gift" for a long time, in addition to be
offended.
Thanks,
Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
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>>From David Odom (69) AKA Dave Mars
I got back from a long vacation to find a lot
incredible amount of emails in my PC, at least 30.
Whew! I need to work on my speed reading. Cool stuff.
This sure has brought back memories I had misplaced. I
forgotten Muscles, and the Pasco Plunge. I was
satisfied with just lurking until I ran into Larry
Reid mentioning my name. We worked at Zips together in
1967. By the way the mayonnaise Chubb for the Zips
tarter sauce recipe weighed thirty pounds.
My family moved here in 1954 from El Paso, Texas (Ft.
Bliss). My Dad was a Professional Soldier. He first
saw action in W.W.II on Omaha Beach. He was wounded on
day three. He was shot through neck by a sniper. The
bullet missed his arteries and his spine. He was
shipped back to England to a hospital. (Saving Private
Ryan made me tear up big time) After he recovered from
his wounds he was reassigned to one of Pattons' Tank
units just in time for the battle of bulge. He was
wounded in the left thigh, by another bullet it went
through one side and out the other. My mother hated
Patton. I think she felt that he saw his men as
nothing but pawns. I bring this up because at the end
of the European campaign. My dad had reassigned again
to the 82nd airborne for the assault on Japan. I'm
probably getting to write this because of the BOMB.
When we first moved here we lived in a Quonset hut out
at Camp Hanford. I remember going to the commissary to
by groceries, the bag boys were paid only with tips. I
seem to remember the officers club was near the
trailer park in North Richland. That Fall we moved to
a house on Camden St. That winter I saw snow for the
very first time. 54-55 was a very snowy year. In the
spring we moved to 705 Coast. The older boys in the
neighbor hood showed me how to catch scorpions. I kept
them in a jar in my toy box so my mom wouldn't find
them. One morning my mother wouldn't let me play
outside because she spotted rattlesnakes in our back
yard. The Hill north of us was called rattlesnake
hill. It would later become a Mobile home park with
Streets named Proton Lane, Nuclear Ln. The only Kid I
Remember from that street, was Johnny Trumble. The
fall of 55 we moved to an A-House at 1314 Farrell
Lane. Larry Reid lived Down the Street on Symons. The
Wiaters lived up Street. The Rhotens lived across the
street. Paul Paige lived next door and the other side
of our A house was occupied by the McGilbreys(sp?) who
were full blooded Indians from Oklahoma. They had
three daughters that were no longer living at home. I
don't remember their names. The dad's name was George
he was a guard out on the site. He would take me
fishing with him. My impression of them was that they
were completely assimilated into the White Anglo Saxon
Culture. One thing nobody seems to have mentioned was
the strong smell of coal smoke in the fall and winter.
When I smell that odor now it reminds me that it was
time to plan your Halloween Costume and the route for
the evening. Of course the obvious route was through
neighborhoods with A and B Houses for more candy per
blocks traveled.
>From my bedroom window I could see the NBofC sign in
Uptown Shopping Center. For Thanks Giving the family
would have dinner at the Nike Missile base at the foot
of Rattle Snake. We would get to watch them raise and
lower the missile's and then take a bus ride to the
top of Rattle Snake Mt. to the Radar Station, that is
where my dad worked. Man it was windy up there. I
thought I was going to blow away. My mom was very
active in USO shows and I ended up in quite a few
them. I would have rather been sleeping with my
scorpions. I noticed that a couple of people mentioned
the Borgward car. My parents bought a brand new one in
1958. It was red. I always sat behind the my mother
when she drove it and would bug my sister until she
would freak out. My mother kept a switch in the front
seat, which she would use without hesitation when
there was commotion behind her. My sister always took
the brunt of these punishments because she sat in
harms way. I don't think she ever figured out that I
wanted sit behind the driver for tactical reasons. The
schools I attended were Sacajawea, Marcus Whitman,
Jason Lee Then C.J. I have two daughters. One
graduated in 96 the other graduates in 2000.
RE: To Joe Large, regarding the T-shirt with "The
older I get the better I was." It is a No Fear Brand
t-Shirt.
-David Odom (69)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm * 9/12/98
19 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Dear Maren: My brother-in-law, Dave Thompson, received
a copy of this which he sent on to me. I am Betty
(Johnson) Bennett, and I graduated from Col-Hi in
1946. Are you interested in grads from that long ago?
I have stayed in the Tri-Cities (mainly Richland)
since I got out of high school. Have 3 children (2
boys and a girl) Dave, Steve and Janet. All went to
Carmichael and then graduated from Richland High (Col-
Hi). I have a granddaughter who also went to
Carmichael and then graduated from Richland Hi. So
that's 3 generations of us!!
I would like to be on the mailing list for the Alumni
Sandstorm. You are doing a great job and I enjoy
hearing about all the others, although they are so
much younger than I am. Keep up the good work.
Betty Johnson Bennett
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>>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53)
Hello all you Bombers,
My granddad's farm bordered the Old Richland Hi
property. They raised asparagus. My sister, Kassie,
and I both went to Lewis and Clark. I was the student
body president when in the 8th grade - the same year
everyone moved to Carmichael. We were 4-Hers -remember
the County fairs and the state fair too. We did lots
of sewing - and cooking - won many ribbons. Mrs.
Liggett was the leader and later Ronnie Yates's mom.
We lived in our tract house on Lee Blvd. until I
graduated from H.S. -Mother and Dad and Kassie moved
to a street off Hunt Point - Gilliard drive while I
was away at college. Mother still lives there. I'm
enjoying all the memories and, like the rest of us,
realize what a special and historic place we all grew
up in. Sorry I won't be at the reunion this weekend -
didn't find out until last week and just can't do it.
-Marilyn
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>>From: Tom McGuire (54)
Thanks to everyone who helped in locating Jerry Swain.
What a great tool having the Sandstorm. Thank you
Norma, Millie and Kenny. Jerry and I connected along
with some other long lost friends. I will keep in
touch.
Tom McGuire
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>>From: Robert Kennedy '60
Finally, someone mentioned Mr. Ingersoll at
Carmichael. Barbara, I do not remember the dog
incident, but it sounds in character for him. He kept
big dogs (boxers as I recall) in a backyard kennel. He
was the basketball coach, assistant football coach and
track coach. His long suit was discipline. He could
take some pretty talented players like Pat Crook and
Kenny Ryan and beat a team of very talented players
like John Meyers and C W Brown.
He also maintained discipline in the classroom, but it
relied heavily on a mahogany paddle. I remember
receiving only one or two hacks from him and they hurt
- please tears don't overflow. He used a long paddle
with holes drilled in it. Said holes prevented a
cushion of air from absorbing any of the force
propelling the paddle. One day in 8th grade health
class (the very quarter when our vocabulary of the
reproductive system was dramatically increased) we
were, as a class, being noisy and could not stay
settled down. "Everyone come after school for 20
minutes."
"But Mr. Ingersoll I have to who knows what after school."
"Anyone who can't come after school may take 10 spats now."
No one in their right mind budged. Don Llewellyn had
an event that he couldn't miss or he would be cut from
the team or something equally dire. He took the
punishment, didn't wince. He won much respect from me
and I'm sure several others on that day. I don't
recall that the rest of us had to stay after school,
either. Don went on to become one of a few good men.
Bob Ingersoll was my homeroom teacher in 9th grade. It
was a good experience and I don't remember any
paddling that year. He was one of the first teachers
who actually seemed human and who would talk to us at
our level. He could tease us a little and certainly
could acknowledge the effects of hormones on our daily
conduct. (Don Llewellyn might disagree.) At the end of
the school year, he and his wife hosted a class party
for his two homerooms at their ranch house on
Cottonwood. It was a gala event with lots and lots of
those little 6 oz Pepsis (not Cokes). I can't remember
anything else about that party except chugging Pepsis.
Mr Ingersoll and his wife (the band teacher when we
were in 8th and 9th grades) moved to southern
California in the summer of '57.
-Robert Kennedy (60)
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>>From: Dennis Hayward (62)
To Tony Sharpe (63) - re your comments about the bomb
- right on - couldn't have said it any better!
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>>From: Anne Jochen Dowdy (63)
I was born in Richland, WA. in 1945 at Kadlec Hospital
and was named Anne Jochen. I went to school at
Jefferson Elementary, Chief Joseph Junior High School
and Columbia High School. I have a sister Betty Jochen
who graduated from Columbia High School in 1946,
another sister Marlene Jochen who graduated in 1954,
and a brother Clark (Buzz) Jochen who graduated in
1951! Keep up the good work!!!!!
-Anne Jochen Dowdy (63)
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>>From: Earl Bennett (Gold Medal Class of '63)
I attempted to send the following to the webmaster at
a fan site for Terrance Knox, but it bounced as
"undeliverable." Thought I'd share it with y'all until
I can find a working address for his worshipful
devotees:
If you want to expand your biography a bit ( and
maybe make him wonder how you knew), I lived across
the street from Terry Davis from 1955 to whenever he
and his mother and older sister Judy (maybe class of
'59 or '60) moved, probably 4 or 5 years later. I
don't remember if his dog Bandit was still alive when
they moved, but he was a cute mutt and I remember
liking him. I wonder, does Terry remember painting
designs on Bandit with lipstick? I was 2 years older
than Terry, but small for my age, so we were roughly
the same size until about '58 or '59, when he passed
me. There were quite a few kids in the neighborhood
about our age, and we played a lot of hide-and-seek,
guerilla warfare games (I was good at concealment,
cover and ambush, he was good at frontal assault),
swimming in the 6-12" deep water down the street when
the storm drains couldn't handle the rare heavy rains,
riding our bikes all over town (chasing the jeep
spraying a fog of mosquito spray that I'm told
contained DDT), building tumbleweed forts among the
sagebrush, and numerous other normal childhood
pastimes. Terry was a scrappy kid who could handle
himself well in any confrontation - still reflected in
his confident air. I remember being quite surprised
when I heard about his marriage to Sue Knox, since
they came from totally different backgrounds - in
fact, her father was my folk's dentist for a while,
and I admired him for his high standing in Washington
State seniors tennis - he and his brother were
apparently unbeatable in doubles. Terry's had an
interesting career. I haven't followed it much, as I'm
not into hollywood, but I did see a few episodes of
St. Elsewhere (after Mom wrote and told me about it),
and a couple of his other guest roles since. I don't
know if this email service identifies me beyond the
user id - I'm Earl Bennett. If you have contact with
Terry, tell him Hi for me.
Thanks.
ecb3
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>>From: Greg Boyd (63)
To: Tony Tellier (57)
Perhaps you proclaim you innocence too loudly.
However, it is true that you were not a party to my
early adolescence use of your old trench periscope to
spy on Carol Burt and Sharon Tate. As I remember your
parents gave the periscope to me well after you had
gone off to WSU to do "adult things" in engineering
school. Interestingly enough, the memory of spying on
Carol and Sharon was more about doing something that I
"wasn't supposed to" rather than ogling girls. Sorry,
gang, but I can't remember much about what either
Carol or Sharon looked like in their bathing suits
(which you could see without threat of bodily injury
at the swimming pool).
To: Tony Sharpe (63) Nice rebuttal about Hanford's
purpose and intent. I agree with you...
Regarding Sputnik, which in fact served to establish
the "Military/Industrial Complex" that drove our
economy well into the late 1980's, I was so impressed
that Halloween I went tricker-treating as Sputnik. My
dad helped me fashion a set of antennas which were
attached to a tin foil wrapped (probably real tin in
those days) football helmet. My mother then sewed some
stars on an old black jacket of some sort and that was
the whole costume. Man, was I proud...
Regarding things that we weren't supposed to do, has
any body heard from or know the where abouts of either
Richard or Larry Tew. One of my fond memories was
going with them to launch a really cool rocket that
Larry and Richard made. Unfortunately, on ignition it
fell over and exploded. Fortunately, and thanks to a
bunker of sorts and Tony's periscope, we were saved
from a rather large "bang."
When we got home (Richard and Larry lived across the
street on Torbett), however, we discovered a hole in
the front fender of their mom's volkswagon. It seems
that in the explosion, the finely crafted nose cone,
turned out of a single piece of steel, had gone
completely through the fender.
Can't remember how that turned out. When "we" locate
either of them, be fun to find out.
Finally, all the foreign car comments reminded me that
we actually managed to put fourteen (?) folks into
Kurt Johnson's Fiat 600 D. The real test came when he
managed to drive from the "Senior Parking" lot to Zips
and back, fully loaded! (Was the class of 63 the last
year to have a Senior Parking lot?)
Oops, an other memory magically appeared. Remember
when we thought we were being cool and actually
brought our boats to school with us. (Gee, how did Mr.
Haag ever figure out that we might actually be
considering skipping out to go water skiing).
For those of you who remember that particular
incident/challange, Barry Bristol's boat was faster.
Afraid that the old 27 horse McCullough just didn't
make the grade against a 40 horse Merc.
Speaking of Barry Bristol, has anybody heard from him.
I just missed him around 1990 in Seattle. I guess he
was sailing around the world in those days and spent
some time in Seattle on a medical related thing (?).
Enough of this drivel for now, but want to mirror
everybody's thanks to Maren and Gary for the "new and
improved" Sandstorm. To that end, should you ever need
contributions for a dedicated machine and or lots of
extra gigs, I'm in.
Greg Boyd
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>>From: Kathy Rathvon (63)
O.K. Here's one NO ONE has mentioned. How about the
tax tokens. They came in green plastic & aluminum. The
tax must have been 1/3 of a cent on a dollar, because
you could get a piece of penny candy for three tax
tokens. When I wanted some candy & my mother didn't
have a penny, she would give me three tax tokens.
Also, during the summer, my mother wouldn't buy
watermelon until it got down to 1& 1/2 cents per
pound.
-Kathy Rathvon ('63)
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>>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
Gary & Maren, Dick will love it when he reads today's
Sandstorm tonight that he used to be a car-hop at A &
W. He has received a few e-mails today from classmates
teasing him about that. Just for the record: it was
me, Linda, who wrote those memories yesterday, not
Dboehning. Although maybe I should just tell him that
his memory isn't that good, and he looked cute in that
black and orange hat.
-Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
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>>From: Peggy Sheeran Finch (63)
Remember thinking the smokestack was the tallest
structure in the world (and think I even told people
outside of Richland that whenever I traveled as a
kid.) Remember a pole sitter at the car dealership
(?Ford) on the corner of Lee (think that's the street
that goes down the hill past Carmichael) and Stevens?
Remember an incident at a basketball game in which a
certain player from the class of '63 accidentally
pulled not only his warm-up pants down, but his
shorts, too, in his rush to get out on the court?
Brother, Pat, attended the old high school ('48 grad),
and I also remember getting to play in the old
building before it was torn down.
Peg Sheeran Finch ('63)
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>>From Bob Mattson (64)
Well, Richard Twedt (64) mentioned study hall, and Mr.
Anderson. Clipboard, hawk eyed, moving, then an egg
just missed the clock to the left of the stage. Even a
penny's clink was enough of a distraction to made the
time spent there bearable. The egg's stain lasted a
long time, about 35 years I'd say.
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
To all the people who responded to my inquiry about
the drug store being named Downtown Thrifty, I thank
you. I do remember it burning down now. Gee, how one
forgets until someone mentions something. And then,
how quickly it all comes back to you.
-Carol
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>>From Gary Behymer
This is from the HillTopicsOnline -- WSU newspaper/ClassNotes:
Francis W. "Fran" Rish ('42 Phys. Ed., '46 Educ.) was
inducted into the Washington State Football Coaches
Hall of Fame in June. He played football at WSU before
serving in WWII, then went to Richland High School
where he put together 12 consecutive winning seasons,
beginning in 1948. From 1946-66, his teams compiled a
106-63-10 record and won eight league championships.
The Bomber Bowl was named "Fran Rish Stadium" in 1983.
Rish is a past recipient of the WSU Alumni Achievement
Award.
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Joe Large (68)
Dear (Diary) Sandstorm, Speaking of Cinnamon Bears.
Does anybody remember Mike Howell (class of 68
(Ithink)). I think he was the owner of a pet-live
Cinnamon Bear. I remember seeing it one Halloween at a
Spalding School Halloween party. The bear was on a
chain and was about 3 feet tall, really cute and tame.
Other than that, that's all I can remember of it.
TO: Ralph Myrick (58) Dear Ralph, I remember Helen
Skogen VERY WELL! She was one of my Jr. High math
teachers. I remember she gave me an IQ test once. She
seemed extremely kind and I enjoyed her immensely as a
teacher. When you see her again, PLEASE tell her Joe
Largé (Large is OK, too) says HI and that I hold fond
memories of her. Tell her I am doing well, I have a
wife of 25 years (length of marriage, not robbing the
cradle), 4 kids and work at Madigan Army Medical
Center as a Network/Computer technician.
TO: To Greg Boyd (63), I used to know a Gerald Boyd
when I was a kid. He lived on Acacia St., across from
Spalding School. You wouldn't happen to know who he
is, do you?
Dear Alan, I remember David Harry very well! Man, what
a class-act. He was a fabulous musician! If I remember
rightly, he was a graduate of WSU. I believe he was
the one responsible for getting us the WSU Fight Song
for Richland High. Our band teacher after him was
Armand Boatman. He played piano for Henry Mancini.
Wonder where he is now. He was probably the one
teacher that had the greatest effect on my life. I
still play music (Trumpet) (first chair for
practically 2 years) (I fought for first between me
and Roy Simonis (wonder where he is now, I'd LOVE to
hear from him again!).) I also write music, as a
hobby, on an occasional basis. I played a piece that I
had written for our '68 class reunion (entitled
"Reunion") we had beginning of August. Got a good
round of applause out of it, even with the sour notes.
I remember going to hear Mr. Boatman's quartet once.
His Jazz was really GOOD!
CIAO For Now, all you Bomberites!
Joe Largé (68)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
Re: the RHS on the Gym entrance: What I heard was that
those sneaky Bulldogs sawed off the leg of the R and
rather than get it fixed, the district just took it
down. Seems it disappeared right around the time the
gym was dedicated to Art "Daddy" Dawald, the most
interesting government teacher I ever had. Sleeping
through those boring films, I wonder how I ever
learned enough to pass the class.
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
I loved making May Day baskets. Made them out of
paper and filled with white flowers and lilacs. Those
were the kinds of flowers I could find in my yard. We
lived at 904 Davenport and we had several elderly
ladies all around us. Those were the ones I
"surprised." Does anyone know a Barbara Isaacson (58)?
She used to babysit me when I was very little. I don't
remember her, but my mother still occasionally talks
about how she was the best baby sitter we had.
-Lois Clayton Colton (72)
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>>From: Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74)
Hi Maren -It seems that the 50's & 60's have been well
represented on your web site, but I rarely see
anything from my era! I am finally compelled to write
because sadly one of our classmates passed away last
week unexpectedly. Apparently Blaine Teverbaugh (74)
died of a heart attack. He was living in Texas -
Christy Hubbard Oviatt (74) was able to attend the
service and said 30 young boys in football uniforms
attended the service. Apparently he followed in his
dad's footsteps as a coach. His Dad was the basketball
coach during the 70's. I certainly have many fond
memories of basketball games in the Art Dawald gym and
regional tourneys at Spokane (The Davenport or the
Ridpath were the place to be!). And the bleacher bums
- the "bench warmers" with their routines. I think
they finally got into trouble because we started
watching them more than the basketball games! And no
one has mentioned the boat races - I don't know when
the hydroplanes first came to the Tri Cities (we moved
there in '69) but I have many memories of spending the
night in line, walking up and down and seeing all
kinds of unspeakable things. If my parents ever knew
what went on they would never have allowed it!
Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74)
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>>From: Kevin Linn (81)
Gary,
Yes. My mom taught at both Chief Jo and Carmichael
until we both graduated in 1981. She now lives in
Spokane near my sister. In fact, today is her 75th
birthday. (Friday September 4th)
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Remember --
Look for the next issue Monday morning. 9/14/98
That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/14/98
16 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Keith Clark (47)
On-line classmates from 1945-1949
Would like to hear from you....
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
RE to Joe Large. Joe, I read you e-mail about Miss
Skogen to her right after you sent it -- she was
thrilled to death. Thanks for you response. I know you
certainly made he day.
If anyone wants to contact my sister, Norma Myrick
(53), Miss Skogen or Mairon Hankwitz you can do it
though me.
Ralph Myrick.
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>>From: Al Parker (53)
TO: Wanda Wittebort Shukay (53)
Hi, Wanda...
I attended the great combo Class of '53 and Club 40
shindig Friday night, September 11, at the Tower Inn
in Richland. (Won't be able to do the Saturday night
banquet.)
I just thought I'd give you a quick overview of this
outstanding night. There must have been around 150
people there. 142 have registered for Saturday events.
One of the fantastic highlights of this great night
was a tribute to Fran Rish who appeared in person!
Wow, didn't that bring back the old "R-I-C-H-L-A-N-D-
Richland is our name!" vibes! We were lead in two or
three rousing cheers by a couple of obviously
experienced RHS cheerleaders, man and woman, whose
names I missed. Norma (Loescher) Boswell will probably
know who they were. This was the type of thing you'd
like to be able to send out videos of!
Exchanged great "hellos" and/or extended conversations
with such as, Norma Loescher, Rita Zanger, Patty
Badger, Lois Loftus, Betty Byrd, Dolores Hoover, Jim
Gladfelder, Jim McMeown, Marilyn Richey, Rod Linkous,
various charming spouses, and many more.
I was very impressed that so many were there from
earlier classes, such as '48, and even earlier. Norma
(Loescher) Boswell, one of the prime movers and
shakers of this event, was taking lots of pictures per
your request.
The arrangers and producers of this show did a great
job with a "memory lane" decor that included fantastic
picture boards of all "Club 40" classes. Special
interest venues, such as Hi Spot and By's Burgers were
nicely displayed also. In the hospitality room, the
walls were covered with pics of groups, teams, clubs,
and there were lots of album type picture books. The
ambiance, the memories, the conversations, the out
loud laughter and joking around; everything and
everyone were wonderful!
I am sure Saturday's Dance and Banquet will also be
memorable, invigorating and in all ways nourishing
also. The pictures you get from Norma will help round
out your own personal "remote" view of this year's
splendid event.
Take care!
-Al Parker
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
It's just great reading all the memories that are
brought up on the Sandstorm. Some have sparked some of
mine. Some one mentioned looking for agates. We lived
at the foot of Flat Top in then Heminger City. In back
of Flat Top was an old bombing range. Must have been
used during WWII at some time or other. My brother
Irvin and I would climb Flat Top and go down the other
side to the bombing range. There we would find many
old tail fins and other assorted pieces of exploded
bombs. We were not interested in that stuff, it was
just something to kick or throw rocks at. Our main
reason was the gravel road that went behind Flat Top
and ended up at ( I think ) hiway 182. That gravel
road was full of agates. My brother always found more
then I did. I claimed that it was because he was
shorter then I was and could see'm better. There was
also a dump back there that held a treasure of "Good
Stuff " to kids our age. I was in Richland sometime
back and of course I had to go back to the old
stomping grounds. Went to the top of Flat Top and was
amazed at all the housing that was going up back
there. As a kid I could look that direction and all
there was to see was desert.
TO: Kathy Rathvon (63) You stole my thunder, I was
going to bring up the Tax Tokens. I don't remember
them being different colors. I do remember the
aluminum ones. You're right they were worth a 3rd of a
cent. Couldn't buy anything with out coming up with
one-two or three tokens. If you didn't have the
tokens, an extra penny would get you a couple tokens
back. What is the Tax rate there now..... 8~9%? That's
it for now, don't want to bore anyone.....
Ken Heminger (56)
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>>From: Jack Grouell (61)
It is inevitable that any discussion of Richland will
eventually touch on the reason for its existence,
which was to provide a place to live for the thousands
of workers and their families who were there to build
the Hanford facility. While those workers were engaged
in this effort, thousands more were fighting in the
battlefields of the Pacific and Europe.
My dad was one of those GI's and after fighting in the
Battle of the Bulge and some of the other battles
leading to the defeat of nazi Germany, he was being
held in a camp in France, awaiting shipment to the
Pacific for the invasion of Japan. The bombing of two
cities in Japan with nuclear weapons made that
invasion unnecessary and my dad was sent home, along
with the thousands of other GI's, many of whom would
not have survived the ongoing war with Japan.
Am I sorry there was a bomb? I am sorry there was a
war. I am grateful that there was a way to end it
without further unnecessary loss of life on both
sides. Was it necessary to use the Bomb? Was ANY of it
necessary? The debate will never be resolved. What is
resolved is that the war ended without an invasion,
and lots of dads came home. The people who built
Hanford have nothing to be ashamed of.
-Jack Grouell
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>>From: Carol Wiley-Wooley (63)
Re: Terry Davis......I was a fan of "Tour of Duty"
and watched faithfully and then I attended a State
Vietnam Veterans of America conference in Renton
several years ago and there was the guy from Tour of
Duty... Someone came up and said that he had graduated
from Richland... I was amazed (not remembering anyone
named Terrence Knox as a Richland grad of my era.)....
So as I stood in line to meet him I kept thinking I
should remember this person...... but the name still
was a puzzle... as I finally got face to face with him
I remembered!!!! at that moment, a friend who was with
me blurted out "This is Carol and she went to school
with you in Richland!"... He was very gracious and
asked what year I graduated etc.... I mumbled some
dumb response and couldn't quit staring at his
turquoise eyes>>> He explained that he took Susan's
maiden name for his professional name and that his
management lied about his age for promotion
purposes..Totally embarrassed, with numerous gushing
female friends around we had a photo taken... .He was
really nice and I felt very dumb!.... He has been in
numerous movies made for t.v. and I hope someone knows
how to get in touch with him so he can enjoy all the
reminiscing...................
CW
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>>From: Kurt and Sherri Ward Johnson (63)
OK, we have to jump in here now and stop lurking. Greg
Boyd's comment about Kurt's episode with the Fiat is
what inspired us. Does anybody remember that when he
took the huge load up the hill past the Mormon church
that we got pulled over? The excuse the cop used was
the car didn't have an outside mirror and with all
those kids he couldn't see out the rear view mirror.
About half of us had to get out and wait for Kurt to
make another trip! He used to pull the car up the
driveway and turn right onto the patio in the back
yard of my house on Trippe Street. He always had a
reserved parking spot in the senior lot at school
because the Fiat was so small it fit up on the island.
One day several guys decided to show how macho they
were and picked up the backside just as we were trying
to drive away!
I used to be a car hop at A&W too --- still have my
orange #4 card that we put in the windows. I can
remember the day Kurt first got that Fiat and drove in
to A&W with it --- he was grinning from ear to ear!
And I thought it was a weird little car with doors
that opened from the front!
Kurt worked at Roy Davis, delivering furniture. He and
Richard Flora, who worked at Uptown Furniture, thought
they were hot stuff because they made $1.50 an hour.
Remember the big homecoming bonfires and loading up
anything in the county that would burn? And how the
collection required continuous guarding, to keep the
Pasco kids from coming over and burning it up early?
Loved the memory about the mums with the green pipe
cleaner "R" ---too bad that's not still a tradition.
Going back to grade school --- did anyone else have to
head home like I did when they heard the five o-clock
whistle?
We're in Virginia now, living in Newport News. Kurt
teaches in Williamsburg and I'm in the Air Force at
Langley AFB. We're going to trade in our roaming the
world for the last 30 years and settle in Seattle next
summer.
-Kurt & Sherri Ward Johnson (63)
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>>From: Jim Hodgson (64)
RE: Reply to "The Houses That Hanford Built"
Well, Gary, we lived in an "E" House next to you and
Kenny Gray Lived in a house like yours on the other
side of us. We moved to Richland from Seattle in 1952.
Living on the river always gave me a feeling of what I
imagined Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer's life was like.
Hope all is well. I will be coming your way the end of
October. Father's Weekend at WSU.
TO: Kathy Wersen Alder (64)
Hi Kathy, Do you remember Mike Husky and Judy ? Mike
talked me into sneaking out for our first date. We
went to a show and then walked home. I was so scared
that my parents might find out and not approve. How's
life in Juno?
-Jim Hodgson
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>>From: John Fletcher (64)
Maren, Keep up the great work. I hate computers (in
the sense that they represent work for me); but I get
up every morning a look forward to reading the tales
of Richland and particularly Hanford. Great memories.
-John Fletcher
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>>From: Mary Sullivan (64)
HELLO AGAIN! Someone asked about May Baskets! I AM
CRUSHED!! After ALL these years I thought I was THE
ONLY ONE granted this privilege since my birthday
happens to fall on that specific day! I put in lilacs
and pansies. OH WELL, I AM A BOMBER AND I WILL
SURVIVE!!! Does anyone remember anything regarding
"The "Red and Blue" Armies?? I remember being in High
School and driving Uptown and seeing "TONS" of guys in
uniform---looking for our "High Spots"
Remember when Coca Cola was REALLY COKE!!!
Forget Whitehall phone numbers -- ours was always
79767!! Gotta run--but more later!! Thanks again for
everyone keeping this going!!!
-Mary Sullivan (64)
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[Mary -- and ours was 5-7627 --Maren]
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>>From: Rafael Alcazar (64)
HI... HAVE BEEN OUT OF THE COUNTRY ON BUSINESS FOR A
WHILE (ALMOST 5 MONTHS) I AM BACK FOR A FEW DAYS AND
WILL PROBABLY HAVE TO GO AGAIN IN A WEEK OR SO. I HOPE
NEXT TIME THERE WILL BE MORE OF AN OPPORTUNITY TO
CATCH UP ON ALL THAT IS HAPPENING. HOWEVER, ALTHOUGH I
AM AWAY, BOMBERS ARE NOT FORGOTTEN. TALK WITH YOU
SOON, REGARDS TO ALL THE ALUMNI,
RAFAEL
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Along with sparky, does anyone remember the crazy
quilt dragon from the radio show? I remember lying on
the floor in the living room in front of the radio (a
big old console model) listening to Uncle Ben's Story
Hour, I believe after school or before dinner around
the Christmas Holiday. This is too much fun....
Patty
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>>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
To: Jim Hamilton (63) You were asking about Tom
Knudsen's address a few weeks ago. I believe it is:
Thomas W. Knudsen; [deleted for privacy]. The phone
number is [deleted for privacy.
To: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60) You were asking
about Mrs. Georgia Burns' address. It is [deleted for
privacy]. Her phone number is [deleted for privacy.
Mrs. Burns was also a very favorite teacher of mine.
She provided me to big opportunities in my life. The
first was a referral for a job position at Hapo
Federal Credit Union in March, 1966 (my senior year).
I did get the position, working part-time after school
the rest of the school year. Due to all of the skills
Mrs. Burns instilled in me, I became the executive
secretary in June, when the previous lady eloped
without giving notice to the manager. I worked at Hapo
12 1/2 years, until our first daughter, Lindsay, was
born in October, 1978. The second big opportunity was
when Dennis, my husband, and I were ready to purchase
a house. We wanted to buy either a "Q" or "R" house.
Ray and Georgia Burns were ready to sell their "Q"
house in 1976. By the time we found about their home
being for sale (word of mouth then) they already had a
couple of offers, including one from a teacher at RHS.
Apparently Georgia wanted us to own the home because
they passed on the other offers and even lowered their
asking price so that we could purchase the house. We
have taken good care of it ever since. Ray passed away
about 10 years ago, I think. Georgia still lives in
Port Angeles, which is where they had moved when they
left this area in 1976.
TV Memories: "Queen for a Day!"
"N.E.S.T.L.E.S., Nestles makes the very best ... c h
o c o l a t e!
"M.I.C.K.E.Y. M.O.U.S.E. Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck,
Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck,! Forever let us hold our
banners HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH! Come along and join
the club that's made for you and me. M.I.C., see ya
real soon, K.E.Y., why?, because we like you,
M.O.U.S.E.!"
Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
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>>From: Mary McCue Hansen (67)
It is great reading everyone's memories! I thought
that part of my brain had dried up and all but blown
away, but reading all the e-mails has brought life
back to the past!!
It is particularly great to hear from great range of
years....My father came to Richland in the early
years, so have memories from older brothers and my
sister.
When I wrote in to request the Sandstorm, I didn't
include all information. Please update my Bomber 67 e-
mail listing, etc. to include my "known by back then"
name: Mary McCue Hansen. Thanx.
Class of '67 - Where are you?
Keep the memories coming!!!
-Mary McCue Hansen (67
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>>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)
I thought Terry Davis Knox was married to Karen Knox?
I think she was a homecoming queen at one time? At
this age my mind plays tricks on me and I could be on
an other planet for all I know!!
Just have to let you know how much fun I've been
having! I've found 2 very dear old friends of mine
from high school years and we've been talking and
writing. Rick Allen, his wife Jackie and Jerry Coffee
and his wife Doris. It make a body feel young again to
reach out and touch somebody!!
I've written to John Tadlock to see if his sister
Shari has e-mail but I didn't receive a reply. How
about you Billy does she?
I'm still looking for Marti (Martha) Sterns, so if any
old West Richland people know her where abouts I'd
love to hear from her. So would a few other friends of
hers.
Jim Howard are you out there? Remember the morning I
took my folk's 59 Ford for a swim in the West Richland
Ditch?? I think I woke everyone up with that little
trick!! Hey Jim do you remember Mrs. Wiley's typing
class? Remember the day you, John Fuller and Harry
Walker and I think Larry Hutchensen joined you, when
you all one by one got on your knees with books in
hand and crawled out the door while she was showing
her slides of the "figgers" of the saints in the
Vatican. I was left there the only one in the row and
surrounding seats after you all "Crawled" out!! She
never even noticed you were gone!!
OH the good ole days!! Well it's back to reality and
life in general. I would love to hear from anyone out
there that remembers me!! Maren and Gary keep up the
good work, aka hard work.
-Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)
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>>From: Chuck Smith (69)
Alumni Sandstorm, Boy does these stories bring back
lots of memories. As I look back at high school and
number of teachers come racing by. Mr. Jones, our
chemistry teacher was something else. A lot of things
happened in his class, especially with Richard Gibson,
who I understand is now a lawyer in Arizona, and Brad
Cutshall, a now retired medical doctor, in class. One
incident was when we were studying fertilizers and Mr.
Jones asked Brad what was in a load of fertilizer that
he bought. Brad answered a load of s---- and
immediately Brad was sent to the office. Gibson was
always finding ways to blow things up. That was a
Class. Mr. La Page was physics teacher and everyone
like him. I saw him last summer and he is now a
retired potato farmer. That guy still looks and sounds
the same. Dutch Haag, I learned had died. I really
liked him even though the only D I received was from
his gov't class. Fran Rish still plays golf at the
West Richland Golf Course. I was playing Santa Claus a
number of years ago for Baum's Candy Store. I had a
delivery to make in Kennewick. Much to my surprise it
was to the home of Mrs Buscher, our geometry teacher.
She is now gone. Miss Brown, English teacher, has
passed away too. Franschen, the music teacher, said I
had to learn the notes to play in the band, so I quit.
How many remember Miss Carmicheal? Wow, What a PE
teacher!! Julia Davis is now in a nursing home. So
much for now. I will try to think of some more
memories. Oh yes, Last night at the Club 40 reunion, I
saw Bob Clatworthy and Bill Large. School mates of
mine at Marcus Whitman beginning in 1945. Boy, was it
nice to see those two guys. We played football, touch
that is, basketball, and softball together. Our
opponents were Sacajawea, Lewis and Clark, and
Jefferson. That is all for now. Would like to hear
from you.
-Chuck Smith (69)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/15-16/98
22 Bombers wrote for these two days.
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OOPS!!!! This was in the 9/14 Sandstorm and it SAYS
it's from Chuck Smith (69) --
please note the similar e-mail addresses... I
GOOFED!! -- Maren
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
Alumni Sandstorm,
Boy does these stories bring back lots of
memories. As I look back at high school and number of
teachers come racing by. Mr. Jones, our chemistry
teacher was something else. A lot of things happened
in his class, especially with Richard Gibson, who I
understand is now a lawyer in Arizona, and Brad
Cutshall, a now retired medical doctor, in class. One
incident was when we were studying fertilizers and Mr.
Jones asked Brad what was in a load of fertilizer that
he bought. Brad answered a load of s---- and
immediately Brad was sent to the office. Gibson was
always finding ways to blow things up. That was a
Class. Mr. La Page was physics teacher and everyone
like him. I saw him last summer and he is now a
retired potato farmer. That guy still looks and
sounds the same. Dutch Haag, I learned had died. I
really liked him even though the only D I received was
from his gov't class. Fran Rish still plays golf at
the West Richland Golf Course. I was playing Santa
Claus a number of years ago for Baum's Candy Store. I
had a delivery to make in Kennewick. Much to my
surprise it was to the home of Mrs Buscher, our
geometry teacher. She is now gone. Miss Brown,
English teacher, has passed away too. Franschen, the
music teacher, said I had to learn the notes to play
in the band, so I quit. How many remember Miss
Carmicheal? Wow, What a PE teacher!! Julia Davis is
now in a nursing home. So much for now. I will try to
think of some more memories. Oh yes, Last night at
the Club 40 reunion, I saw Bob Clatworthy and Bill
Large. School mates of mine at Marcus Whitman
beginning in 1945. Boy, was it nice to see those two
guys. We played football, touch that is, basketball,
and softball together. Our opponents were Sacajawea,
Lewis and Clark, and Jefferson. That is all for now.
Would like to hear from you.
-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
Found another Bomber in the 50's. He name is Ron
Hostetler class of '53. He read the e-mail of Al
Parker. So, Al, if you are reading this Ron's e-mail
is [deleted for privacy] If any of you guys and
gals remember this guy send him an e-mail.
-Ralph
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>>From: Arlene Wallace Towne (56)
Greetings from Arlene Wallace Towne Class of 1956. I
do not have a e-mail address at this time but I am
using Sonjia Urseth de Yonge's address. As you
Sandstorm readers may remember she was the editor back
in 1955 and 1956. I was Art Editor of the Columbian,
didn't we do great annuals? I am interested in anyone
in our class who has Thyroid problems. Please e-mail
me at this address [deleted for privacy] We are not rich
or famous.
-Arlene Wallace Towne (56)
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
Again I would like to share some of the things I
remember. The Spudnut Shop keeps coming up. As I lived
in what is now West Richland we didn't get into town
much other then go to school, and that was on a school
bus. About the only contact I had with Spudnuts was on
a paper route I had. I delivered the Tri City Herald.
I peddled my bike 6 miles for 24 customers. One of the
customers "The Keelers" was raising some pigs. They
would go into town and buy up a mess of day old
Spudnuts to feed the pigs. When I delivered their
paper I would go back to where he kept the Spudnuts
(they were in bags) and line my handle bars with
Spudnuts. I would then continue my route sliding
Spudnuts off as I went.
How about this one... Does anyone remember the
Star View Drive In. It was located just below Flat
Top. I noticed the last time I was on Flat Top that
the out line of the drive in was still there in the
sand. I was among the first to be hired and I
remember opening night. First thing up was a Road
Runner cartoon. It was the first time any of us saw
the Road Runner. I remember we were trying to guide
traffic into the theater, but we were all laughing so
hard it was difficult to concentrate on traffic. We
started at 50 cents an hour. I thought I had it made
when I got a 5 cent raise. One night (after I left to
join the Air Force) they had a big wind storm and it
blew the screen down, another screen blew over in
Kennewick that night. The amusing thing about this is
"Gone With The Wind" was playing at the Star View, and
"The Living Desert" was playing at the Kennewick
Theater.
Well that's my 2 bits worth. Which reminds
me... "2 bits, four bits, six bits a dollar, all for
Chief Jo stand up and holler" Sorry... its the only
one I remember
-Ken Heminger (56)
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>>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60)
TO: Shirley Collings Haskins ('66):
Thank you for the info on Georgia Burns. I have
often wanted to send her a thank you note for her
positive influence on my life.
TO:Robert Kennedy ('60):
I had forgotten the paddle Mr. Ingersoll kept close
by but you are right. In fact, I think I recall being
threatened with it once because I had forgotten to do
an assignment or something. He didn't follow through,
fortunately. I can still see him leaning back in his
teacher's chair with his arms folded behind his neck.
He did talk to us like equals. He lectured and gave
assignments like we could expect to receive when we
went on to college. You and I must have been in different
classrooms. I recall Don Llewellyn from school years,
but not the 10 spats incident and I am sure it would have
made an impression on me. Thanks for the memories.
Barbara Seslar Brackenbush
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>>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
To: Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
Thanks for reminding us of just how much teacher
Georgia Burns contributed to our education. I was
in her classes for 2 years at Col Hi, studying typing
and shorthand. With preparation from her business
classes, I was able to perform in business settings
for over 37 years as everything from a secretary and
small business manager to an Administrative Assistant
in a municipal utility. Now, due much to her diligence in
teachings and preparation, I am enjoying a semi retirement,
and remembering how much we owe teachers such as
Georgia Burns. I will be sure to drop her a line and let
her know how much appreciated she is.
Thanks again for reminding us, Shirley.
Sandy Carpenter McDermott (Class of 61)
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>>From: Kim Watson Kahl (62)
Maren,
My brother Bill, graduated in 1965. Yes, I did
know your brother, Tim, although not well. I kept my
married name because I liked the sound of Kim Kahl
better than Kim Watson but I have not been married
since 1980 or so. Long enough ago that it is
forgotten. I am sure that my brother will enjoy
reading the alumni news.
Kim Watson Kahl (62)
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>>From: Ann McCue Hewett (63)
Okay...Kathy Rathvon mentioned the tax tokens...(hi
Kathy). Does anyone remember the school banking days -
we had savings books and the whole nine yards.....
Being in public schools now, I can only imagine what a
headache that was for the teachers. Some other memory
fragments have come and gone that I wanted to ask
about... .guess I will have to keep a notepad with me
so I can remember when I am writing in!
Does anyone out there remember C.U.P. youth
doing a play "Christ in the Concrete City"? It was
more of a narrative than acting... we traveled around
to a few churches out of town to perform. I would
love to read the script.... being an adult, I am
curious about the message. Al Aosved (SP), Fred
Gustavson...... can't remember how many were in it.
Thinking of people. Anyone out there know where
Dave Warren is now? He was the president of a church
related college, but have lost connection. And Bob
Trumble? (Those upper class men were always special to
us "young-uns". Got to get.... a class is coming!
Thanks for the memories.
Ann McCue Hewett (63)
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>>From: John Campbell (63)
Does anyone remember a small drive-in hamburger joint
called Skip's between the Ford dealership and Tastee
Freeze? I was pretty young in the mid '50's, but I
remember my brother, Rush, taking me in his '50 Chev
fastback, and the burger was so juicy it came in a
baggy. Also, does anyone remember Tim's? They had
those small little hamburgers for 20 cents. It didn't
catch on, and after only about a year it became the
funeral home on Williams in Richland.
A&W's root beer was the best, but I always thought
their hamburgers were kind of salty. The circle was
cheap and there was no denying the special sauce
(John Dale was one of the first guys I remember
eating tarter sauce with his fries.) But for most
of us -- there was Zip's -- too bad their hobo steak
isn't the same. In Seattle, Dick's is about as close
as you can get for good, cheap burgers.
Happy Dining.
John Campbell, class of '63
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
Tri City Herald article "'Cocooning' of Hanford
landmark changes face of nuclear reservation" --- a
link to said article cam be found on the Sandstorm
Links page from the ALL Bomber Alumni Links site.
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Kathie Roe Truax ('64 Bomber)
Maren: Thanks for compiling these Sandstorms. I'm
really enjoying reading remembrances from classmates
and kids from our neighborhood, but I haven't seen
anything from Janice Beardsley (who I thought was one
of the funniest people in the Class of '64). I'd love
to hear from her. If she's not on line, I'd like to
hear from anyone who can give me info on where she's
living, etc.
Thanks,
-Kathie Roe Truax (64)
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
How many people saw the Emmy Awards last night? Talk
about memories! Seeing the clips from the last 50
years brought back memories just like the Online
Sandstorm. Great.
Re: Mary Sullivan
I do remember the Red and Blue Armies. Didn't
remember the name, though, until you said it. I had
mentioned that memory a few weeks back. It was a
great time when they were in town. A lot of really
great guys. I remember Linda Conley and I drove out
to their camp once or twice just to see everybody from
a distance. We both met someone special. I keep up
correspondence with him for a few years afterward.
-Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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>>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)
The crazy quilt dragon was one of the characters in
the Christmas series "The Cinnamon Bear" which
several people have mentioned. You can still get
them on tape - try Barnes & Noble.
-Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)
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>>From: Kathy Wersen Alder (64)
There are so many memories that keep coming up from
reading the Sandstorm. Thanks so much for all the
info. There is more than I have time to read at one
sitting, but i'm managing.
The one memory I haven't ready about yet is one that
sticks in my mind. In 1958, the City of Richland was
born and Sharon Tate was "Miss Richland". I remember
attending the festivities near the park where we now
have our reunion picnics. My ex-husband, Don Alder,
went to High School with Sharon and went out on a date
- I think only once. Does anyone else remember this
celebration? Would love to jog this memory more,
especially since it happened not long after we moved
to Richland from Pasco. (We moved UP in the world.)
Keep up the great work. It's wonderful to have a
means of bringing us all together and we seem to have
similar responses. Yeh to technology and the computer
and Maren and Gary for putting it all together!!!
Kathy Wersen Alder (64)
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>>From: Terry Liechty (64)
Many, well some... a couple I guess, were talking
about the tax tokens. I happen to have one and it's
aluminum and we used to decorate the sides of our
yoyos with them.
I have scanned it and it can be viewed at... oh yeah
e-me for the link or Maren has put a link on the b'er
site.
Terry
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>>From: Francine Smith Aylward (63)
Hello.
I understand you are the one responsible for the
Bomber Daily Sandstorm I've been hearing about from my
siblings. I thought I wouldn't have time to get into
this, but my interest has been raised to the point I'd
like to ask you to put me on your list, if I may. I'm
a Bomber, class of '63. Thank you for taking on this
job for us all!!
Francine Smith Aylward (63)
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>>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
Like lots of other people, I look forward to reading
the Sandstorm every day, printing off a copy and
filing away for my sister (Janie 64) and others I may
come across. Mrs. Wiley's typing class still benefits
me today. The only difference is, there's no carbon
paper to contend with. I remember not all the
typewriters were electric and everyone dove into the
classroom to grab the good ones. You know, she wrote
the page of the typing test up on the board at the
beginning of class, so during "practice" time we would
type a perfect copy and use it as our final.
OK, with all this "Bomber Brain Power" coming onto the
site, what was the true story behind the Murder of
Mrs. White???????? She was a nurse, I believe, who
was found dead in her house during the (early 60's?)
and her husband had an alibi. So, did they ever find
who did it?
Great hearing from all the Older Bombers (40's and
50's). You guys have added a wonderful connection to
this site.
My husband (Jim Fleming 65) says he has lots of
stories to relate on this page and maybe some day
he'll write. (I've probably heard them all anyway.)
-Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
Our phone number was 87088. Funny what sticks with you.
And then there was Mrs. Wiley. We used to joke
about her dresses walking out of the closet to meet
each morning and that her husbands (4, I think) had
died out of self defense. I remember her figgers of
saints, especially the "pity". There was one girl in
my class, Sophomore year, named Delsa. Mrs. Wiley kept
calling her "Delsey" and giving her as an example.
Delsa took it all with good grace and never seemed to
mind. Needless to say, I didn't learn to type that
year.
To Joe Large about the words to the fight song and
alma mater: Mrs. Burns lined us up on the bleachers in
the girls gym and we had to learn the fight song and
alma mater by memory as part of our P.E. grade. I
can't remember if we had to write it down or just sing
it. I guess this was because the only extra
curricular activity for girls, outside of the VERY few
sports, was Pep Club and Drill Team. We even had a
unit about marching toward the end of the year so we
would be ready for Drill Team tryouts.
Does anyone else remember those really stupid rules
for girls basketball? I have tried to explain them to
my husband and can't remember all the crazy stuff.
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Chuck Smith (69)
Dear Sandstorm......Chuck Smith-1969.....I just read
an entry that I was suppose to have written and think
someone put my name with it.... wasn't me... Thanks
Duane Shultz for bringing that to my attention....
I'm still looking for the Artic Cricle recipe for the
french fry sauce...... Anyone got a clue..... and
don't say, mayo, ketchup and worchestershire sauce,
cause that doesn't taste right... there's a secret
ingredient I'm missing.....
Also.... still waiting to hear about the 69
reunion.... Please, I don't want to miss it.... I
missed the 10th by missing a hop when I was in the Air
Force in Texas.... Long story.....
Hi again........ Just finished reading David
Rodriguez's blurp...... really something to hear the
names of old classmates..... got my Columbian right by
my side, cause I can remember the names, but no
faces..... now, I can see them.... Another tidbit.....
I'm still looking for the Gaslight Tavern French
Dip..... I've had French Dips all over the US and
Europe and no one can come close to Gaslight's......
My wife is sick of me mentioning it every time I try a
french dip somewhere..... The Best.....
-Chuck Smith....'69er....
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72
I have some tax tokens. One kind is aluminum with a
hole in the middle and it says "Tax Commission Sales
Tax, Token State of Washington" on them. The other is
a piece of paper approximately 1" by 2" and says
"State of Washington" across the top, and "Tax Token
Script". It also says a lot of other things below. I
don't know if these were used in Richland or earlier
over in the Puyallup area.
Whitehall phone numbers brings back the memories of a
song that still runs through my head. "Whitehall 6-6-
1-5-3 hurry firemen please save me." I also remember
"party" lines. I was really happy when we got our own
line. We had two other families on our party line. One
family was great, the other ....well, they really
enjoyed listening to our calls.
Lois '72
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>>From: Kelly Weil-Austin (81)
It is time for Kelly Weil-Austin to reminisce
about Richland and her high school years. I was born
in Pasco at Our Lady of Lourdes. My family has lived
in Richland since 1961, with the exception of 4 years
in Illinois from 1970-1974. I started Kindergarten and
maybe 1 month of first grade at Lewis & Clark. When
we returned to Richland in 1974, we stayed at the
Hanford House for what seemed like an eternity (but a
fun one, since it was summer!), until we moved in to
our house at 653 Cedar, where my parents still live
today.
After returning from Illinois, I started 6th
grade at Marcus Whitman, then went on to Carmichael,
then to Col-Hi.
At Col-Hi, I participated in Bomber Band (on
flag team), National Honor Society, Future Business
Leaders of America, Spanish Club, Cooperative Office
Education, and worked stage crew in my sophomore year
for the Drama department's production of "The Secret
Life of Walter Mitty". Outside of school I was active
in the youth choir and SEARCH at Christ the King
church, 4-H (home economics projects), and Miss
America softball.
Who could forget the wind/sand storms that seemed
to come out of no where, or Jump-Off Joe Butte, or
submarine chasing in Leslie Groves park (for those of
us who didn't have a steady date at the time). I also
remember the "Rose Bowl", inner tubing the Columbia
River, and going to the hydroplane races in July.
There are so many other things too numerous to
mention.
As for people I would love to hear from: Where
are you Bomber band/Flag team people? Cindy Slotvig
(83), Jenny Dover (she used to date Dave Coppinger),
Lauren Schraedel, Kathy Olshefsky, Erin Harrington
(82), Jamie McDevitt, Suzy Seidel, Beth Young, Brent
Talbot (Mr. Tuba-man), Kerry Muhlestein (80), Mark
Flesher (80), Guy Glazier (82).
I currently live in Watsonville, CA with my
husband (of 13 years - and who says 13 is unlucky?)
Glenn, and 2 year old son, Geordi. We are very active
in our church music ministry program (Glenn plays the
trumpet in the orchestra [I never could resist
musicians!], and I sing in the choir), in our
Internet/Home Shopping business (anyone interested in
saving time or money?), and I still sew, but I've
discovered the fun art of cloth doll making, so sewing
is on a much smaller scale for me.
Anyone who wants to correspond can e-mail me at
the above address. I would love to hear from any
1980-1983 classmates. Since I haven't seen most of
you since high school, it would be fun to see how you
are all doing.
Kelly Weil-Austin (81)
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>>From: Jim Moran (87)
>From a Bomber Guest Book:
Comments: Man, how time flies, and people change. I am
now a middle school teacher in the Boise area. I know
if Mr. Nash was ever to hear that he would be shocked!
After all, he did kick me out of school for one
semester. A grad. from 1987, but in truth most of my
friends were with the class of 86. I still remember
Mr. Q, making us run to "grow hair on our ****s". Once
a Bomber-always a Bomber.
-Jim Moran (87)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/17/98
15 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
This is a quest for information about a person that
was cute but a terror on wheels. Her name was
Mittsy Green. She was in the the grade as my sister
Norma (54). We were talking about her and wondered
if anyone out there knew anything about her. I know
she was cute as a bug's ear but boy could she fight --
and not girls, either. She would go out of her way to
pick a fight with a boy and size didn't matter. And
nine times out of ten she would win. Where oh where
are you Mittsy (spelling)?
-John Myrick (51)
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>>From: Al Parker (53)
The 9/15-15 98 Alumni Sandstorm contained this comment
from Ralph Myrick (51)
"Found another Bomber in the 50's. His name is Ron
Hostetler class of '53. He read the e-mail of Al
Parker. So, Al, if you are reading this, Ron's e-mail
is [deleted for privacy]. If any of you guys and
gals remember this guy send him an e-mail. Ralph"
Al Parker (53), replies: I am reading your comments
even as we speak, Ralph. I certainly do remember Ron
Hostetler and am cc-ing a copy of this to him. Hi,
Ron! Nice hearing of you again! Sure is cool how
RHS grads all over the world are communicating now,
both via, and because of, the Alumni Sandstorm! All
of this activity brings back 9th grade memories of
passing notes in class. But now we can do it in
cyberspace, and teacher doesn't mind!
-Al
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
To: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
Ref: your tax tokens, I can say for sure your aluminum
tax tokens were used in Richland. I mentioned in an
earlier post that I remembered using aluminum tax
tokens as a kid but I decided not to mention the hole
in the center. When I first wrote my post I included
the hole, then the more I thought about it, the less
sure I became that it really did have a hole. Any way
I left it out. As for the paper ones, I don't recall
those...
Thank you for filling that void in my memory.
That's what's great about the Sandstorm. I read all
the posts and I keep hearing myself say " Hey! that's
right, I forgot all about that"
Many thanks again to Gary and Maren for their
efforts...
-Ken Heminger (56)
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[Go to the ALL Bomber Alumni Links and click on the
Alumni Sandstorm link. Terry Liechty (64) put a
picture of his tax token on the net! His has a hole in
it... --Maren]
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>>From: Tom Matthews (57)
Enjoyed the Herald article on the 'Cocooning' of
the C Reactor that Gary noted. In June of '93 we took
my parents on a bus tour which included going into the
B Reactor building. Glad to hear that they still plan
to make it a museum.
My father was working as an instrument
technician at the B plant and was present at it's
start-up. He remembers Enrico Fermi, with the name
"Farmer" on his badge, carrying around a slide rule
which was smaller than most of the other
engineer/scientists. Working at Hanford for 30 years
didn't harm my father, as he is still doing well at
age 91. Of course, he didn't run or behind the DDT
Jeep like his kids did!
I only remember one time while attending
school in Richland that we were ever allowed into
Hanford, and that may have only been to the 300 area.
I think it was in '56 or '57 - anyone remember this?
The second time I got to go in the area was for
the Kennedy visit in 1963 when more than a few of us
made the trip. I was teaching 4th grade at Spalding
('61 - '63 school years) and I remember one 4th
grader, I think Peter Swift, who shared with the class
that he talked to Kennedy while he was passing by. It
made the assassination event later that year have more
of an impact on the students. I was informed about it
by a fellow 4th grade teacher and '57 graduate,
Donavie (McCue) Perkins who signaled me over to the
door to let me know. The office decided not to have
us notify the students at that time. A lot of kids
walked home for lunch so by the end of noon recess the
word was out. After recess we spent quite a bit of
time in our individual classrooms discussing this with
our students. I remember the demeanor of the kids as
very subdued and serious. One was upset that a few
kids on the playground were making fun of those who
were sad. The kids I taught during my 3 years would
have graduated in the years '70 -'72.
-Tom Matthews (57)
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>>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
It occurs to me that some of my old friends may
wonder why my name is three(!) last names. Nope, I'm
not married twice. I married Dave Gostnell in 1962,
and we had two daughters, who are both grown now, and
living in Seattle and San Rafael, CA.
We were divorced in 1975, and I moved to a
commune in California, where I learned to play
"fiddle", having been on "violin" all my school years,
starting with Miss Just, at Jason Lee, to Mr. Rickey,
at Chief Jo, to Mr. Pappas at RHS, to Mrs. Coehlo at
CBC. And all the orchestras and college symphonies a
classical musician plays in over the years....... (I
attended EWSC and graduated from WWSC, finally, after
I was married.) I remember all those music teachers
and the flak they had to take from their "adoring"
students, and I think that's what made me decide to be
a grade school classroom teacher!!! I only lasted 4
years at that before I quit and went into private
teaching ever since.
Anyway, after getting into old-timey fiddling,
and country western music, I played in several bands
over the years, and early on was named Irene
Goodnight, since Gostnell was too hard for people to
remember, and Goodnight was catchy. It caught on all
right - I use it exclusively now, even though I'm now
playing in my own Scottish band. (My Mom's maiden
name is McChesney - Sometimes I throw that in for good
measure! So what's in a name?)
Anyway, I'd like to put in a good memory of Mr.
Pappas and thank him, wherever he is, for the semester
he gave us on OPERA! I can't believe we really did
that! But there were something like eight violins and
one cello and one piano (remember that, Cap Phillips?)
in orchestra that semester, not the best arrangement
for orchestra music. SOOOOOOO, Mr. Pappas asked us if
we'd like to learn a little bit about opera!
After we stopped guffawing, he talked to us a
little more about it, and we decided to go along with
the idea, as I recall. It was Puccini's "La Boheme"
and I'll never forget it! It changed my whole outlook
on opera music, forever. Our final exam was this:
Mr. Pappas would put the record on (no tape decks or
CD's in those days, only LP's), set the needle down at
random, and we were to identify what was going on at
that point in the opera. O.k. I forgot to say, it was
all in Italian! And some of us got A's, which means
we must have gotten into it! I know I did, and
whenever I hear a piece from that opera, I immediately
get all sad, because it's about Mimi dying from
consumption, and Rudolpho trying to keep her warm,
etc., etc., etc.
Well, enough for now. Thanks for keeping this
up, Maren and Gary! I'll have more to share as time
goes on. I've been saving all this in my computer
file, but printing it out into a binder might be a
good idea..... any publishers listening? Any
anthropologists??
Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight ('59)
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>>From: Dave Thompson (60)
Maren,
Would you please redirect my copy of the sandstorm to
my personal email. I am enjoying the Sandstorm. You must
spend a lot of your time editing and updating email accounts.
Thanks for your efforts. And thanks to Barbara Brackenbush
for sending you my email account in the first place.
Dave Thompson (60)
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>>From: Walt Bailey (60)
Can anybody remember the name of the teacher
in Carmichael Jr Hi that had damaged the nerves in his
hand and told us a story of once severally burning his
hand while handling baked potatoes that had just came
out of the oven?
Walt Bailey (60)
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>>From: Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
Hi Maren:
TO: Kathy Wersen Alder (64)
Yes, I remember the celebration in 1958 when
the City of Richland became an incorporated city.
There was a parade, too, and the band, of which I was
a member, sat in the parking lot of the Richland
Library. It was a fun day, and we were all pretty
proud to be participating in it. I, too, went all thru
school with Sharon Tate. I remember when she first
came to Chief Jo Junior High. She was such a pretty
girl and mature far beyond her years. All of the boys
dropped their girl friends and their books and
followed her down the hall like the Pied Piper. Does
anyone remember that before she became Miss Richland,
that she had the "Miss Autorama" title?
Yes, I remember Zips hamburgers, but I think
the best were By's Burgers. They were located over by
the old dry cleaners... they were the best! Yes, I
also remember the Star View Drive In below Flat Top...
went there many times.
Kathy, did you know my brother, Gary
Carpenter, also Class of '64? He lives over here on
the west side of the mountains about 10 miles from me,
so I get to see him often since I moved back. He
doesn't have email, so I have been sharing these
Sandstorms with him. If any of you want to write to
him, I'll see that he gets it. Thanks.
Sandy Carpenter McDermott (61)
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>>From: Connie Foster McLean (63)
Ann McCue (63) asked about Dave Warren, who lived
across the street from me on Hunt for all of our pre
adult lives. After attending WSU, getting a Master's
from somewhere and a Ph.D. from Yale Divinity School,
he went on to be the City Manager of New Haven, Ct.
We saw him and his family when we were living in
Fairfield, Ct. during the mid 1980's. Then he became
President of Ohio Wesleyan University. Haven't heard
from them in probably 7 years, so consequently have
lost track of him. Both of his parents have passed
away, and mine (Lucy's and mine) have moved away to
Sun River, OR., so I don't have any way of tracking
Dave any more. Maybe someone else has more recent
information?!
-Connie Foster McLean (63)
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>>From: Peggy Sheeran Finch (63)
TO: John Campbell from Peg Sheeran Finch ('63)
I remember Tim's which later became the funeral
home (Einan's, I believe). Remember they had picnic
tables inside, and we walked over from the Uptown
Theatre after seeing a movie for a family dinner...
that was a big deal for our family of 8.
Peg
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>>From: Diana Bennett Ground (64)
Keep 'em coming Maren. My e-mail has been goofing up
recently so I'm sure I have been missing some things.
There doesn't appear to be any rhyme or reason to
which messages make it thru and which don't. Oh well,
we'll get it figured out one of these days. Things
have been really hectic here recently so I haven't had
much chance to look at alumni stuff. I will be back
in the Tri-Cities at the end of the month. My mom is
having surgery so I am going down to spend a week with
her and help her out around the house while she
recuperates. Hopefully my brother, Earl (63), will
make it as well. Don't know for sure though.
-Diana Bennett Ground (64)
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>>From Mary Sullivan (64)
HELLO AGAIN!!!
The first house I remember living in was a two
Bedroom 'B' house on VanGiesen. Previous to that --
Home was The Pasco Navy Homes as my father had been
in the Navy and was discharged late fall of 1945 and
he had gotten a job with AEC and worked in the Federal
Building downtown! As our family grew we moved to a
'H' house with three bedrooms on Craighill!! I spent
most of my childhood on Craighill and went to Lewis &
Clark until the sixth grade. I had Miss Hosack for
Kindergarten, Mrs. Madegan for 1st, Miss Evans for 2nd
-- what I remember most about her was that she was
beautiful with long golden hair. Had Mrs. Damon for
3rd grade -- she was a sweet older lady --- the first
book she read to the class was "The Boxcar Children" -
-- such was my introduction to the love of books. The
whole series of "The Boxcar Children" has remained my
favorite even to this day!!! I had Mrs. Lamb for 4th
grade (Her Husband, Mr. Lamb was Principal at that
time and they lived across the street from us. I
always thought they were REALLY RICH -- because their
daughter, Kathy was able to send one of her favorite
dolls to 'THE DOLL HOSPITAL' to be repaired!!! Had
Mrs. Puterbaugh for 5th grade --- yes I, too, remember
the ruler --- but most of all I remember she had a
small loom in the back of the classroom and each
student had a chance to make a "small" loom rug. For
some reason??? I ended up being able to make two!!! I
still have them to this day!! Must sign off for now
but if anyone remember any of the teachers I have
mentioned -- Please write in.
Thanks again ALL you "Guys" and "Gals"
-Mary Sullivan (64)
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>>From: Joe Largé
TO: Mina Jo Gerry (68) (via sandstorm),
Twas Brillig and the Slithy Toves did Gire and
Gimble in the Wabe. All mimsy were the Borogoves and
the Momraths Outgrabe. It's amazing what sticks in
your head! Do you remember Mr. Harry and marching
band? His favorite expression was "Back to the
Pagoda!" Patty Perkins and I used to laugh about
that!
TO: Ralph Myrick (51) (via sandstorm),
Dear Ralph,
It's always good to meet family friends. I'm
also glad to know that my brother, Bill, enjoyed
himself at the reunion. I always hear it from the
rest of the family that he comes up from California
every year to attend, then backs out at the last
minute - the old grump! Anyway, he doesn't have an e-
mail address, currently. He told me he would be
getting one when he returns to California. When he
does, I'll see if I can wheedle it out of him and send
it to the "Alumni Club" for admission in the "files".
Semper Bomberus!
Joe Largé (68)
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>>From: Patty Stordahl (72)
Hello out there. Seattle is experiencing
beautiful weather still. I think I actually have a
semi tan line, it has been a long time. I was curious
to see if any alumni has relocated in Montana, mainly
in Billings, Missoula, Bozeman, or Great Falls? If so
contact me as I go there a lot on business & would
love to see how & what you are doing now & how you
cope with the effects of the mysterious mosquito fog
effects. I think I still have residue of it in my
brain.
Who is in charge of reunions for the 72 class?
What is planned for our 30th? I would like to get
involved if possible.
Thank you again for the great job you are doing
to connect us all again. I haven't seen a lot of
names that I hung out with respond yet but may be soon
I will. I am just amazed at all the older alumni from
the 40's on line.
Any one remember Wes, Geri, June, Crystal, Lois,
Beverly, or Shirly Stordahl from the mid 40's - 50's?
That is my alumni family tree. How about Chris' barber
shop? I have to go back to work now. Hope all is well
with every one. bye
-Patty Stordahl (72)
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>>From: Marj Vinther Burt (77)
Re: Chuck Smith's quest for Arctic Circle's Fry Sauce:
Try mixing Miracle Whip with Ketchup - about 2 parts
MW to 1 part Ketchup, or so. Tastes just like the
real thing to me!
To Doris Day Coffee
Please say hi to your husband Jerry for me. We
worked together as Radiation Monitors (aka HPT's,
RPT's) at Westinghouse in 1981 until December when he
took the Voluntary ROF, and I was involuntarily ROF'd.
He was a kick! Always talked about you and your kids,
and how you all loved Disneyland! As it turns out, I
was hired back into my same job by the end of the
month, and I've been at Hanford ever since!
To Susy Rathjen Whitney
I work with your sister Kate. We have had so
much fun sharing these Alumni Sandtorm memories at
work. What a crack up! The problem is we can't seem
to quit talking! One memory leads to another, and the
next thing you know a half hour has passed. We have
to force ourselves to shut up and return to our own
cubicles! We were in hysterics the other day reading
one issue of the Alumni Sandstorm aloud to another
Bomber, Jim Diebel (77) - Jim Russell's message about
the mosquito fog, ingesting irrigation ditch water,
foot/shoe x-rays, etc., was hilarious! And I loved
your story about Christmas/Thanksgiving school
lunches. How sweet of your mom to do what she did -
and you, too.
I'm getting confused about the Drive-Ins. Wasn't
there one near where Hanford school is now? What was
the name of it? I remember going there to see Debbie
Reynolds in The Unsinkable Molly Brown when I was real
little.
And somebody mentioned Homecoming Mums for the
football game. About 10 years ago I worked with
Deana (Robertson) Colley ('67) and we got a wild hair
and decided we would go to the Homecoming Game
together with our husbands, and that we would order
ourselves Mums for the occasion. I picked the mums up
for us after work that night and was mortified to find
them much larger than I remembered! In every other way
they looked just the same... but these were as big as
our heads! We almost decided against wearing them
that night because they were just so... huge! But we
did it anyway, and acted as though we didn't notice
the strange looks we were getting from everyone we
walked past!
And Tony Sharpe: I agree with you completely! Well
said!
Maren - I too have a name that was never uttered on
television. I remember watching Romper Room and when
the lady would look through the fake hand mirror she
would say, "I see Ricky and Susie and Debbie and...."
... but never Marjo! I was crushed!
Enough babbling for now!
Marjo Vinther Burt (77)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/18/98
12 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Eva Clark Perry (49)
TO: Patty Stordahl (72)
I do remember Crystal from high school, but don't
know if she remembers me. Thanks again all of you.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
TO: Joe Largé (68)
Thanks Joe, you answered my question, were you
related to Bill and Ernie Largé. I remember Ernie
because he played football (touch) for Lewis & Clark
and I played for Marcus Whitman. A really nice
surprise was to see Bob Clatworthy there at the
reunion. He played for Marcus too and remembered
Ernie. I tell you, Ernie was a tough little kid. He
gained a lot of respect from his opponents. Isn't it
nice to hear about persons you knew 50 years ago!
Ralph
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>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)
As I remember there were also some green
plastic tokens as well as the aluminum ones. There
was also the cardboard meat ration tokens in use
until about 1946. I think they were red. There were
ration coupons for sugar and lard and some of the
other rationed items.
Does anyone remember the savings stamp books
where you would buy stamps, I think for 10 cents and
stick them in a book? I seem to remember this was
once a week in the class room. When the book was full
you could get a war bond in exchange.
Does anyone remember Ms. Koss, the art teacher
at Marcus Whitman?
Art (Tom) Hughes, Class of 56
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>>From: Gloria Falls Evans (58)
TO: T0m Mathews (57)
Tom, my father is 82 and doing fine, but he did
not have to jump in the ditch behind John Ball School
in North Richland as us kids did in the years of 45
and 50, As to the tax token: I remember them well and
they did have a hole in the center.
-Gloria Falls Evans (58)
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>>From: John Northover (59)
TO: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
Irene, I thought you used the handle Goodnight
because of the song 'Good night Irene, Good night'
That may not be the title, but seems to melodeolize
in my dusty memory bin. I was trying to figure out
the reason(s) for the Goodnight part. Was going to
ask but, in this day and age and being politically
circumspect ... I decided that having a little valor
was better than being nosey...
By the way, does anyone know the where abouts
of either Bob (Robert M.) Fredericks or his brother
-John (59)???
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
TO: Tom Matthews (57)
You wanted to know if anyone else
remembered the tours of Hanford. I remember the first
one in the '50s. I was so excited about going and
then I came down sick and couldn't go. I believe the
same thing happened the next time that they had a
tour. Can you believe that I've NEVER been out to
Hanford, except the 300 area, where I worked at my
very first real job back in '65.
Until it was mentioned, I didn't remember
that Pres. Kennedy was at Hanford when he came to
town. I did go see him.
Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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>>From: John Bixler (64)
Please E-mail me all the bomber links - thanks
As for memories I remember going to a movie in the mid
fifties at the Richland Theater. This movie was about
these alien monsters that look like brains with a sort
of spinal column for a tail. They drilled their tail
into the back of peoples head and sucked out their
brains. The monsters were winning when the hero said
"we can kill them with power. We need to get all the
power we can. Call Hanford and have them go on maximum
and power we can tap into that." Needless to say the
theater erupted into cheers and whoops.
Anybody remember foot long hot dogs at the Stop and Go
in the "Y". Or the Big Y tavern (still there) where I
used to buy beer for me and the boys. This is one of
my claims to fame - I would by beer at the Big Y
passing for 21 on Friday night. The next day we would
go skiing at White Pass and I would buy a under 14
chair lift ticket - is that versatility or what.
Anyway Hello to all of you old! Fellow bombers - I am
in Seattle with my wife Elizabeth and my truly
fantastic daughters Sarah 11 and Emma 9.
-John Bixler (64)
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
ok, ok. I attended Jason Lee. Miss Fleckenstein and
then Mrs. Russell for kindergarden, Mrs. Truman for
1st grade, Miss Whitehead for 2nd -- loved her so much
--she read to us every day after lunch -- about the
old lady who when she had to solve a problem sat in
her chair with a towel wrapped around her head, put
her finger to the side of her nose, closed her eyes
and thought and thought! Anybody remember those
stories? Connie Dame are out there? 3rd grade with
Miss Gravelle. I kind of loved her and hated her. She
wore "White Shoulders" and it stunk on her. Miss Shotz
(sp) for 4th grade, Miss Meade (Miss Meatball) for
5th, I had a double whammy that year because she also
attended my church! Then Mrs. Brown for 6th!! I was
her pet because I wrote good essays, but it was really
the only way to survive her because she could be so
cruel and sarcastic! She moved up to 7th grade and I
had her for homeroom, and really hated it!
Do I remember using the tokens for a bus on Van Giesen
when I was very small? Or was that a different token
altogether?
Oh, Miss Just! In 2nd grade I played the violin in her
orchestra before school in the morning. What a funny
lady, and a dedicated teacher I think.
Enough!!
Patricia de la Bretonne
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>>From: Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
TO: Cheryl Moran (66)
Hi, Cheryl! I was going to bring up the murder
of Mrs. White, in the kitchen, with the knife (sounds
like "Clue") but wasn't sure if I should. So, because
you asked, I will answer. The murder occurred in the
White residence on the corner of Harris and Newcomer
(it is 1947 or 1949 Harris). Mr. White was the
Richland fire chief and was always thought to be the
murderer, even though he passed the lie detector test
and all questioning. The murder happened sometime
between 1959-196l (can't remember exactly, just
remember being afraid to sleep outside with friends
about that time). It was at least 30 years before a
patient in a nursing home in California gave an
accurate account of the murder and confessed. The
person went to the White residence to obtain "drugs"
from Mrs. White, who was a nurse. The person's
confession contained details only the murderer could
possibly know, therefore, the case was closed. This
information was given to me by one of our neighbors
who used to be an assistant fire marshall. There were
many stories that no family ever stayed in the "White
house" very long without "problems" occurring among
the family members. Families would only live in the
house a short time before moving out. Could Mrs.
White's "presence" have remained in the house until
her murderer was found ... ?? As the house is not far
from where we live, I did notice that the last family
to have moved in the house has remained for several
years and has fixed the home up quite nicely ... of
course, that has happened only in the time frame since
her murderer confessed ... !!
Someone was asking about the address for Gene
Conley. He lives at 1 Farrington Street in Foxboro,
Mass. 02035. His phone number is (508) 543-5703.
Kudos to my brother-in-law, Byrne Haskins (65), for
that information. Anyone with "sporting questions",
feel free to use our e-mail to ask Byrne. Byrne is a
Pac-10 basketball official in addition to his regular
job. It seems he is in contact with almost any sport
figure you want to mention.
Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
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>>From: Larry Brunelle (67)
TO: Gary and Maren
Great job. Fun to read.
Given your obvious expertise with computers would it
be possible to combine all the class rosters into one
alphabetical listing (by last name with emails) for
those of us looking for someone but have no idea what
year they graduated? Or looking for a family member
from one year when only a brother/sister is listed in
another year but we don't know what year they
graduated.
I missed your list of ways for locating people that I
see referred to in people's letters. Could you repeat
those again sometime?
Thanks and keep up the good work.
-Larry Brunelle
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Response from Gary:
I/we will consider your suggestion. It IS a great
idea and may make it easier to find people. There are
more than 800 on the list now and to make such a page
MAY be very time consuming.... but at some time, necessary.
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Response from Maren:
Anybody out there have any ideas for an EASY way
to get all 800 names/e-mail addresses in ONE place???
Open to suggestions...
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)
Re: "the murder of nurse Wight"....
I barely remember that event. She worked for my Dad,
Dr. Robert Franco, at the time of her murder. I think
it was the first murder in the city of Richland. I
remember "sleeping out" that night with a bunch of
kids in the back yard at good ole 1909 Davison
(Meekers, Turpings et al). I remember the police cars
prowling the area. I don't think the killer ever was
caught.... and yeah, I was pretty young , it must have
been around 1960..... I am sure someone out there can
come up with more details.... keep up the good work
everyone, and c'mon classes of 70+ .... are any of you
out there?
-Mike Franco (70)
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>>From: Doug Payne Noblehorse (73)
Dale Hosack (69) wrote: (some time ago)
"Teachers: Miss Koss the Art teacher at Spalding.
She was great!"
Sorry this reference is so late, but I'm not doing
well keeping up with the Sandstorms. I haven't thought
about Miss Koss in years - wow! This takes me right
back to what... 5th or 6th grade at Spalding - our
class participated in the tradition of freezing
whenever the bell rang. The only time I remember
everyone in class freezing all at once was in Miss
Koss' art class - it caught her by surprise I think.
Remember that old station wagon she used to drive
around - what was it, a DeSoto or a Plymouth?
And speaking of 5th grade - does anyone remember
Miss Jones? I don't think I ran into another teacher
as strict as she until Mrs. Busey at Col Hi.
Doug Noblehorse (73) - known as Doug Payne in an
earlier incarnation
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/19/98
14 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53)
I was in Second grade at Lewis and Clark when the
new town was founded and so many people moved in. I
remember in fourth grade going to school in shifts and
sitting two in a desk during most of the year. I also
remember Mrs. Miller as the 5th grade teacher. A kind
lady that taught me how to take notes - an important
skill that lasted through graduate school.
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Oh Mr. Jones - I remember the day he took the
mannequin apart that is every part except the
reproductive system. He also taught us how to catch
and cook worms just in case we were caught without
food in a jungle.
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...speaking of paper routes - I had the paper
route in the Women's Dorms on Lee Blvd. -- cross the
street from where we lived from the time I was 11
until I was a Jr. in H.S. At that time Mr. Stoller
who owned the laundry came over and asked "when are
you going to quit that stupid paper route and come to
work for me?" So the next day I went to work in the
office of the laundry -passing out clothes.
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>>From: Tom Matthews (57)
TO: Art "Tom" Hughes (56) and
TO: Doug Payne Noblehorse (73)
I remember the tokens and still have a metal
one. Also have a red and blue cardboard tokens with
"OPA Red Point" and "OPA Blue Point" on them - could
be the ones for meat rationing?
Ms. Koss was teaching at Spalding when I was
teaching there (61-63) and kids seemed to enjoy the
going to the art room as I recall. Doug also mentions
Miss Jones, probably Fay Jones who was teaching 5th
grade.
Definitely strict with kids! Tolerated the
young teachers like myself but a nice person.
TO: Gloria Falls Evans (58)
Glad your father is doing well also - I never
jumped in the ditch behind John Ball but my wife Jean
may have -she attended there a couple of years before
moving to Benton City - Ki-Be graduate (62). Her 1st
grade teacher, Miss Pugh was at Spalding when I
started teaching there.
TO: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
Another benefit of being in Richland was a
chance to hear scientists like Arthur(?) Compton and
Glenn Seaborg, the latter discovered some of the 'man-
made' elements. They spoke in the auditorium at Jason
Lee in the early 60's.
TO: Shirley Collings Haskins (66)
RE Gene Conley; I remember Miss Mecum the
first day of biology class in the old building (before
the 'new wing' [MAC Hall] was open) pointing out to us
where the famous Gene Conley sat. Sorry to say, I
also remember a song based on "Davy Crockett" that
started out "Ida, Ida Mecum, Queen of the wild
frontier..." Don't know if there were more words. I
actually enjoyed her class however.
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>>From: Barbara Chandler (59)
Totally new to this whole thing (the sandstorm),
but what a magnificent effort. Thank you both for all
your hard work.
My name is Barbara Chandler from the class of '59.
I would love to hear from some of my old classmates.
I live in Tacoma, WA and work as a Medical
Transcriber. Alan Figliola and I were married in '59,
divorced in '72, but remain good friends. Our three
children, Mark, Kelly and Mike are all healthy and
successful adults, of course, and I have 4 amazing
grandchildren (12, 10, 8 & 6). If Diane Goodenow (59)
is out there somewhere or anyone knows where she is,
would appreciate getting that information. Have wanted
to see you, Diane, for many years. That's all for
now, but feel free to email [deleted for privacy].
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>>From: Lou Williams (60)
TO: ARLENE WALLACE TOWNE (56) is looking for class of
56 thyroid problems. I'm in class of '60 and had my
thyroid removed about 14 years ago with 10 tumors in
it. Doc said they were slow-growing and had been doing
so for about 30 years. I wonder how many other Col Hi
kids, especially Jason Lee, closest to the Hanford
Areas, developed thyroid problems? This is a good
site to find out, isn't it!
TO: JOHN CAMPBELL (63): Regarding Dick's Drive In in
Seattle - on 45th in the U. District? We called it
"Ricardo's Club 19" because it's where cheap dates
went - burgs were 19 cents! Then McDonald's opened
and theirs were 17 cents, 24 cents with cheese. But
you had to drive down to the Rainier District and it
was always jam-packed.
TO: KATHIE ROE TRUAX (64): If Janice Beardsley's
father is Paul, he still lives in Richland, on Birch
Avenue. Don't have a phone book here or I'd be more
specific.
TO: KATHY WERSEN ALDER (64): I believe you are
thinking of "Atomic Frontier Days" held each summer in
Richland. We had the best parades in the world, with
marching units, big tanks, bigger guns, and it was all
really quite impressive. Most people today don't have
the opportunity to get that close to military stuff. I
know, it's bittersweet to think we had that kind of
growing up. I prefer that we not need such 'military
stuff' but seeing it gave such a feeling of safeness
and security.
TO: CHERYL MORAN (66): Mrs. White's murder -- I still
talk about it! We were seniors when she was murdered,
and we all knew her husband did it, except for the
police! Of course, we really knew nothing. It was the
first murder in Richland 59-60) since the town was
created. It really shook everyone up. Imagine, today,
how many murders don't even hit the newspapers
anymore. Oh my, am I pining for the sweetness we had
back then and didn't know we were going to lose so
completely? Yes.
By the way, could someone with Sonja Harmon's address
please send it on? She was my favorite teacher in
junior and senior high - homeroom and French at Chief
Joe and Russian at Col Hi. The languages came easily
(most of the time) -- it was the self esteem she
developed in us who needed it, and the courage she
gave us to speak up. Also, anyone remember Miss
Colliton, the Col Hi French teacher who taught us
French HISTORY in the French language (it was supposed
to be second year French language, and she really
messed up our grade points!)? I don't think she lasted
long. I have just edited the rest of what I said.
After all, this is going out on the Internet!
Enough of this. Back to work.
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>>From: Richard Anderson (60)
Ideally, it would be nice to have a single searchable
database; but, then we are talking about, er, fifty
classes x approx 400/class = 20,000 people. = Yikes!
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>>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61)
TO: Walt Bailey (60)
Could you be speaking of Ed Martin?
Patsy (Noble) Eichner (61)
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>>From: Linda Belliston Boehning (63)
Wish all the classes listed their missing. Maybe we
could all help them out. Maybe you could put that out
on a request in the Sandstorm.
Bomber cheers,
Linda Belliston Boehning
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>>From: Carolyn Karns Keck (65)
I'm thinking no one from the class of 65 still lives.
It seems to me every one from all other years can
write but not 65.
Carolyn Karns Keck (65)
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>>From: David Rivers (65)
Question: does anyone else remember the fake "bomb"
they set off when Richland broke away from the
"gubment" and got it's charter? I remember it
happening in the vacant lot north of the uptown... I
think the Stanfield girls' dad owned the lot. All
these years I recalled it happening in 1960... but
recently I read something that said '58 (I think). I
remember it made a huge crater in the lot. Just
wondering...
David Rivers ('65)
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>>From: Dan Henry (68)
Thank you so much for this service. I've enjoyed
reading about everyone and hope this can continue.
I've been in Montana since 76 and I suppose a lot of
the others are out of area too. It's interesting to
see where everyone is and the memories that they have.
I'd forgotten about many things and now it is all
coming back. We grew up in some good times. Street
dances, car hops, room to move around without running
into some houses. Greenways in the middle of the
blocks where all the kids played. The old janitor at
the Lutheran Church on Van Giesen that would turn the
water on us. Muscles. Mosquito foggers. The Teen
Center. The riding academy. Bateman Island. Good
Years.
Thanks again,
Dan Henry
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
I remember Miss Koss. I loved art but was scared
of her at the same time. Of course in elementary
school, I was scared of my shadow. I remember at
Marcus Whitman she had a sign on the art room wall
that read "Plan Ahead" and the word "Ahead" was all
scrunched up at one side of the paper. She also
always said "Can't never did anything and never will."
I guess you could say she made a big impression on me.
She taught crafts at one of the shops in Uptown after
she retired and I had children. I took tatting from
her. I called her "Niss Koss" and she admonished me
to call her Geri, because after all, I was an adult
now. I know that she became an adopted grandparent to
a friend's children. She told me one time that she
had always thought that 80 years would be a long
enough life, but the closer she got, the more she
thought she was wrong and that maybe 90 would be
better. I lost track of her shortly after that. I
wonder if she made it to 90? By the way, I think that
was a Plymouth station wagon that she drove, yellow
with big fins.
Another Marcus Whitman teacher that made was a big
influence in my life was Mrs. Matthews in fourth
grade. She was tough on us, but loving. I learned
how to write cursive from her. We had penmanship and
drew endless old fashioned exercises. I get
compliments to this day about how pretty my
handwriting is and I always credit her. Except for
that one college English teacher that told me I better
type my papers because my writing was too "fancy."
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From Mike Figg (70)
A couple people, including Shirley Hastings and Mike
Franco, talked about the Mrs. White murder. That one
has stuck in my head for a long time too, although all
I really remembered was a woman was murdered on the
corner of Harris and Newcomer. Although I grew up a
few blocks south on Davison, our family knew just
about everyone in that neighborhood except the
White's. I think the Lindgrens were next door, and
across the street were the Heinemans, Georges,
Mathias, Kiels. It did seem like there was a lot of
mystery about the murder, and it seems like it was
even earlier than 1960.
Mike Figg
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
I remember receiving a jewelry box from
Bell Furniture when I graduated from High School. How
many years did they do this? I think they wanted us
all to by cedar chests. I still have mine. They sure
must have given out a lot of boxes. It was very nice
of them.
[Lois--I still have mine, too -- AND the key!!!.
Wonder why mine is from Kennewick Furniture? Maybe
Bell ran out??? --Maren]
One of my favorite teachers in High School was Frau
Maberry, who taught German. It's also where I met my
future husband. :-)
Does anyone remember EFFE week's? I think it stood for
Experiment in Free Form Education. Don't remember what
years they started this, but they did it in '71 and
'72, I think. We didn't have our regular classes then.
It was a lot of fun.
I don't remember anyone mentioning the alligator
upstairs. I thought it was sad to be in there, but
pretty cool anyway.
One of my favorite teachers at Lewis and Clark was
Mrs. Phillips. I had her for two years. Does anyone
know anything about her? Also Mrs. Brinkman was the
best.
Lois Clayton Colton '72
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>>From: Donna Fisher (80)
I enjoyed reading all this wonderful memories
from everybody. I graduated in 1980 from Richland
High School and I can remember going to A&W when I
was little, my dad and I would ride our bikes down to
Mayfair market on the corner of Comstock and Jadwin
for ice cream. Thanks everybody for bringing back
wonderful memories and keep up the good work.
Donna L. Fisher, CLASS OF 80
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/20/98
15 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Am enjoying reading about everyone, although
there aren't too many from my graduating class writing
in. My family moved here from Denver in 1944 and I
went to Col-Hi for 2 years. They were just building
the houses, had only a few grocery stores, the roads
were gravel and we had to go to the post office to
pick up any mail. We lived in a 3-bedroom prefab and
the garbage men would go around to the back and get
out the garbage can and carry it to the front. Was
here during the "termination winds" when the wind
would blow the dust around so bad that you couldn't
see the house across the street. There were free
buses so my friends and I would ride a bus all over
town just to have something to do. In my last year of
school, I worked a while in the downtown Thrifty Drug
store behind the sandwich counter. I never moved away
from here, though. Have lived in the Tri-Cities all
these years, mostly Richland.
Have read comments about Mrs. White's murder.
Also read that someone in a nursing home confessed to
doing it, although I thought it was still unsolved.
Also have seen that a lots ot people mentioned
Sharon Tate. Is that the same Sharon Tate that was
murdered by Charlie Manson?
Would love to hear from someone in my class.
Keep up the good work (and I'm sure it IS work!)
Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
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[Betty -- Yes, to your question about the murder of
Sharon Tate .. AND she was pregnant at the time and
'due any day' when the murders happened. --Maren]
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
I wonder how many of you remember Sonny "Muscles"
Robinson. Everyone called him Muscles and everyone in
Richland took care of him, especially the merchants.
I believe they even bought him a bicycle. I remember
when his family moved to California and we all
wondered what would happen to him. Every time he would
see you he would say "Hey, hey." His brother was
quite a trumpeter.
Ralph
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)
Does anyone know where Rodney Payton (58) is?
Last I heard of him he was teaching music at a college
in NW Washington. Others from 58, John Richardson,
Robby Kenner, Ted Kuykendahl.
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>>From: Vera Smith Robbins (58)
I'm wondering where all the class of '58 is
hiding out. I see everything from '43 to '81, but no
'58 except for an occasional squawk from Gloria Falls
Evans (58). Come on class of 1958 our reunion is
coming up in about 6 days so get on line and let's
hear from you.
-Vera Smith Robbins (58)
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>>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
TO John Northover (59)
Well, you were right - the name came from the
song and my first bandleader ("Buffalo Bob") named
everyone else in my band too: "Donna Dollar", "Lucky
Les Beck", "Hot Licks Louie". Now Bombers in my
local area know the "truth" about my name, since I've
"fessed up". There are more around here than I'd
thought, from the names I see writing into the Alumni
sandstorm.....
About the tax tokens: I think I remember having them
strung on a string or a key chain, carried them around
when I was really little - for fun? Or to spend, when
tax was 1/3 or 2/3 of a cent? Boy, that's a real
faded memory....
Anyone remember when the Volkswagen Beetle first came
out? Helen Clark (59) and I went to Jason Lee, and we
decided to save our money so we could get one when we
turned 16. We heard they were $1500, and we thought
it would be great! (Never happened, though, but it
was a fun plan)
Irene Smith Goodnight ('59)
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>>From: Billye Conley Drew (61)
Does anyone else have memories of:
-- lilly dillys at Tastee Freeze for 5 cents in a
little dixie cup?
-- the merry-go-round, train and other amusement rides
behind Tastee Freeze?
-- Hi-Spot for dancing on Wednesday and Saturday
nights?
-- the circus that came to the Bomber Bowl in the
summers?
-- the delivery of coal to heat our houses and
watching our parents shovel it into the furnace?
-- half of the basements of our 'A' houses being
filled with dirt?
-- playing shuffleboard and ping-pong below the hill
(high school)?
-- the swimming and wading pool at what was Riverside
Park?
-- getting our faces painted with lipstick for
initiation into Jr. High School at Atomic Frontier
Days?
-- the burgers on the grill at Newberry's?
-- walking around and around and around Uptown on
Saturdays?
-- the double feature movies on Saturday afternoons at
the Village Theatre?
-- going swimming at the city pool for l0 cents?
-- going horseback riding for $l an hour at the Riding
Academy and never getting the horse away from the
barn?
-- riding bikes all over town in the summers and
stopping to eat fruit (cherries and plums) off the
fruit trees by the dormitories?
-- watching The Creature from the Black Lagoon with
3-D glasses at the Richland Theatre?
-- being served a plate of french fries and a coke at
Pennywise Drugstore after school for 25 cents?
-- going to the Kennewick Highlands to order and eat
something delicious called Pizza?
-- visiting friends who moved to Kennewick and had
fireplaces in their houses?
-- catching tadpoles in the irrigation ditch and
watching them turn into frogs?
-- playing the sticks in the Sacajawea band and
wishing you could play the triangle or the tambourine?
-- going with your parents to check the house list to
see if your name had moved up to qualify you for a
house other than one in the first 8 letters of the
alphabet?
-- wearing Mr. Bentley's (p.e. teacher at Sacajawea)
whistle around your neck but not being allowed to blow
on it?
-- lying face down and four-deep on each side of the
halls of elementary school in our pretty dresses
during an air raid drill?
-- the cans left on our front porches weekly and what
they were for?
AHHHH Memories!!!! I think growing up in Richland is
similar to the Truman Story; what do you think? Thank
you for putting this memory bank together, and thank
you to Doris Dollarhide for signing me up.
-Billye Conley Drew ('61)
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>>From: Earl Bennett (63)
Tell my sister - well, I guess I'm telling her,
since this will be in the Sandstorm, assuming it's one
that gets through to her - that she doesn't have to
wonder if I'll be there. I nearly always answer
personal email within a few hours of receipt. I, too,
will be in Richland Sep 26-30 to help Mom after the
shoulder replacement surgery. And Diney, I've been
keeping the Sandstorms since I found the site in mid-
July. Let me know what you have and I'll forward
missing dates. By the way, I mentioned to Maren that
I was sure Terry Davis' older sister was Judy, but she
checked annuals back to the mid-50's and found only a
Joyce. Do you remember for sure? Did you see the Sep
5 Sandstorm entry about what Terry's up to these days?
I talked to Mom last night, the doctor's pleased and
she's pleased with the increased range of joint
articulation without pain, and that's one day after
surgery! Maren/Gary: Did y'all start the actual
Alumni Sandstorm with the first issues I got in late
July? Or were there earlier compilations of a
different sort?
[Earl: Sorta 'started' with the e-mail "The Houses
That Hanford Built" -- and got outta hand from there.
--Maren]
Mary Sullivan: I, too, loved "The Boxcar
Children," but until today when you mentioned it as a
series I was unaware of anything but the original
story. I think my favorite part was the detailed
account of how he ran the race.
Joe Large: Second reference to Jabberwocky I've
seen here (isn't it gyre with a y?) - a few weeks ago
someone mentioned that Ken (Wright? Carlson?) would
recite it from memory. I, too, was sufficiently
fascinated to commit it to memory, but not until later
in life after leaving Richland. The amazement grows
when we realize that a lot of the words were
invented, but selected from sounds and usage patterns
that made the intended meaning clear, or surmisable,
and some even came into common usage ("he chortled in
his joy" was a nonsense phrase until this poem came
about). The vorpal blade, the manxnome foe,
galumphing, burbled - still nonsense, but in the
twilight zone of being understandable. O frabjous
day, I've found the Bomber Alumni web site!
Kathy Wersen: Yes, Atomic Frontier Days and the
hydroplane races are indelible memories. One of my
uncles would enter the beard-growing contest each
year, and his grew so fast that he only had to stop
shaving for a month or two. I learned the hard way
that the carnival skill games like breaking balloons
with arrows and the basketball toss are very different
from the real world activities they simulate, by
design. Atlas Van Lines, Miss Budweiser, Slo-Mo I-II-
III-IV - stuff of legends!
Since MLou Williams (60) is the second person
to ask for Sonja and Merle Harmon's address, I'll
reply this time to the Sandstorm instead of directly
to the inquirer. She certainly was a tremendous
influence on many of us, and welcomes correspondence
with former students. Here's what I sent the last
time I was asked:
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Richiepoo? - here's the address.
Merle & Sonja Harmon
[deleted for Harmon's privacy... if you want it,
send Earl e-mail by clicking his e-mail address above
and he'll send it to you --Maren]
They moved to Oak Harbor maybe 10 or so years ago, I
think they sold that gorgeous house they designed and
had built with all the windows overlooking the
Columbia. I happened to visit them one year long after
graduating, maybe in '69 after I got out of the Air
Force where I was an Arabic linguist - still do
technical translating from time to time. She was
influential in my life, with the strong standards of
right and wrong, wry humor, widely read and a superbly
professional language teacher. I still remember the
lessons in practical phonemics - how to reproduce
sounds with the vocal organs - that made me able to
achieve near native pronunciation in most of the five
languages I studied. Even when teaching English as a
Second Language to the Hispanic Ministry at our
church, not knowing a lick of Spanish grammar or much
vocabulary, I could read Spanish material a few words
at a time and sound like I knew the language, even
though I might not have a clue to the meanings. One
of my favorite memories from both French and Russian
with her is the folk songs - I can still sing some of
them, even most of the words are still lodged in the
gray matter. Did she use the (?monthly?) French
newsletter La Jeunesse in your classes? I'm sure she'd
love to hear from you. She mentioned a reunion in
Richland a few years ago with many of her former
students from a wide variety of classes and years.
--------------
In addition to the memories and guidance in my
formative years, I also owe her for my lifelong career
in intelligence, which began with the Arabic course at
the Defense Language Institute, Monterey, CA, '65-'66.
The recruiter and I both assumed I would be trained in
Russian, since I had two years in high school and
second year college Russian - and back then the
military had the luxury of knowing who was the main
enemy! Most students at DLI have some language
background, but they prefer to teach you from scratch,
their way. Anything else you already know is gravy,
and makes you more useful on the job (I actually had
opportunity to use both Russian and French knowledge
during my operational Air Force tour as an Arabic
linguist). More recent highlights: Three months in
Saudi Arabia during DESERT STORM working with captured
Iraqi documents, followed by two trips with the UN
Special Commission inspection teams in Baghdad,
providing language support and knowledge of Iraqi
documentation systems and conventions. Remember the
1991 team that spent four days in a parking lot over
some controversial materials we had confiscated? The
man who recommended me for the trip still calls me his
favorite parking lot attendant (we left it cleaner
than when we arrived).
Lou, I don't remember the name of the teacher
I had for 3rd year French my sophomore year (60-61),
but she was terrible, and not just by comparison to
Mrs. Harmon. Believe the school board did not renew
her contract the following year. In fact, Peter
Baugher took first year French in 9th grade, intensive
second year at a college in the midwest over the
summer, and third year French with us our sophomore
year. By the end of that year he was occasionally
taking over the teaching, and doing a better job than
she did. The one good memory I have from her teaching
is Le Petit Prince (C'est tres etrange, le pays des
larmes! ... S'il te plait, desine moi un mouton ...).
ecb3
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
TO: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
I still have my cedar box along with the key.
They were giving them out back in 1964 at least. Yes,
I wonder what year they began. Perhaps we can get
more people to respond to this question.
I remember hearing about Mrs. Wight's murder.
It did shock everybody in Richland. I mean, we still
sometimes slept with the door opened up during the
summer to keep the house cool. Nobody thought about
leaving their home locked up. I think people began to
lock their doors after the murder happened.
-Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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>>From: Carolyn Riese Maciejewski (64)
What's in the makin' for a reunion for our class??
I loved reading the stories, and the reminders of
places like Zip's and A & W and tarter sauce on the
French Fries. Someone asked for the missing
ingredient from the special sauce..... could it be
horseradish???
More later.....
-Carolyn Riese Maciejewski (64)
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>>From: Connie Boehning Nicholson (64)
Thanks for all the Sandstorm info.
I have enjoyed reading about the Richland we all knew.
And knowing that some of the baby boomers are still around.
Thanks,
Connie Boehning Nicholson (64)
By the way Mrs. Lester Thompson lives down the street
from us, and she remembers all of you.
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>>From: Chuck Monasmith (65)
RE: the "fake bomb" celebrating the incorporation of Richland.
I remember it was 1958. Broke out the window of
Korten's didn't it?
RE: The members of '65 not writing to Cyber Sandstorm
.In the last few days I counted messages from Patty,
Greg, Rod and David. I know there are a lot more
that are read only! But, let's not get a competition
started now... Those few wannabes from '66 would never
make it! Honest, that really is humor!
Yeah, and Stoebner had a steel trap mind! Does
Behymer still remember Harvey R. from German class?
-Chuck Monasmith (65)
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
TO: Carolyn Karns -- I'm class of 65. alive and
relatively well in Seattle
Oh, yeah, Muscles and his monkeys.
Patty de la Bretonne
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>>From: Gary Bush (66)
Maren,
Just found time to read and delete older messages,
and couldn't resist responding to your mid-August
message: I remember Jet Jackson and his sidekick,
Ichabod Mudd ("with 2 d's). It was a weekly series --
on TV about the same time as Captain Zero, Pinky Lee
Show, Andy Devine Show, and other kids' programs. It
was one of my personal favorites - in fact, when a
friend of mine was recuperating in a Seattle hospital,
he was visited by the actor who played Jet Jackson
(whose name I used to remember)
[It was Maury Amsterdam - Maren].
Some memories are fading.... by the way, Moms
Mably (a popular black comedian up through the 1970s)
had a great expression about growing older that I've
adopted: Growing old ain't a bad thing; but, it sure
is inconvenient!
In one of the Alumni Sandstorm issues, you
mentioned that no one had mentioned the 5 and 10 store
in Uptown Richland. The one I remember was Diamonds;
it was a 5 and 10 store that faced G'Way; also, was
one in Downtown Richland on the corner of Lee and The
Parkway. During the summer of 1966, John Gile ('66)
and I cleared out the Uptown store as well as one on
Lewis Street in Pasco and loaded the contents into a
boxcar in Pasco. It's now an antique store.
gary bush ('66)
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>>From: Francine Teeple Wolf (68)
Bomber Cheers!
Maren, I think it was you who asked if I (was) am Tom
Teeples' sister. The answer is yes. I have printed and
sent to Tom (in San Jose, CA) about 20 of these great
"Sandstorm Online" get togethers. Although he and his
wife, Claire, are thinking about getting on the
Internet, they do not yet currently have an address.
If you have anything to send at this point, I'll be
glad to pass along.
I'd be glad to spend time here and there to get the
class of '68 set up and going, so all you need to do
now is figure out how! Let me know.
I, too, have thoroughly enjoyed the past memories you
all have shared here. Thanks. Some (but not ALL) I
will pass along to Mom and Dad (Bruce and Delia
Teeple). Some of my memories from 1965 to graduating
in 1968 are different than other peoples' memories I
have read in earlier issues. Some are the same. Zip's
was one. French fries and tartar sauce and cherry
cokes. No one knows how to make them correctly
anymore.
Thanks for all the work you both are doing.
Bye for now,
-Fran Teeple Wolf (68)
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>>From: Stan Podesek (85)
Hello,
My neighbor is John Burnett from the class of 64. He
would like to find out more about this communication
that has been established with his old friends.
Please send me, his nice neighbor and class of 85, the
info needed to join this new and enjoyable tool.
Thank You,
Stan Podesek (85) and John Burnett (64)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/21/98
17 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From Evelyn Meyer Crowder (46)
TO: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Dear Betty: So good to see another 1946 grad
on line. We missed you at the 40's reunion. There
were lots of people there but only 9 from the 1946
class. Know you have attended other times so was glad
to see you on line & doing well. We visited Don
Ritchey at the Kennewick Health Center while in
Richland. He has been the backbone of the 40's Club
and we really missed him this year. Dora Lee Simpson
Talbot, Donna Everett Thomas and I were the only 46
women there. We had a good time. The decorations were
great. Good to hear from you.
-Evelyn Meyer Crowder (46)
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>>From: Mary Kay Mitchell Coates (52)
I received one of the little cedar boxes, which I
still have, when I graduated in 1952. It contains my
special treasures - the key, however, is long gone.
As to the murder of Mrs. Wight (spelling was not
W-h-i-t-e), I too remember it well. Dick Wight was a
special friend of mine and I knew his father well, but
had never met his step-mother. I visited with Dick
and his wife Ruth last year at our class reunion and
we discussed this event - my memory is that he stated
it is still unsolved. Now my curiosity is getting the
best of me, and I will call him to find out for sure
how this story ended. I will e-mail my findings to
Alumni Sandstorm.
I love this site - the memories of growing up in
Richland are so special. My family came in 1945, so
many of the things on Billye Conley Drew's check list
were "yeses" for me. How about By's Burgers?? It was
our favorite place to hang out until word got out that
he was making his hamburgers from horse meat!! YUCK!
Glad my favorite sandwich there was a ham and cheese!
Mary Kay Mitchell Coates (52)
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>>From: Barbara Kramer Krema (54)
The girls in '54 class were given jewelry boxes
and I believe the class of '53 too.
Does anyone recall various celebs who came to
Richland? Janice Paige, Chill Wills and I think
Little Jimmy Dickens came for Frontier Days. Also Kirk
Douglas for a Democracy Celebration and I know some
came for war bond sales but I can't remember who.
Anyone recall?
Barb Kramer Krema '54
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
Once again thanks Gary and Maren - you are
doing a super job and I think about how many of us are
"happier" because of your efforts. We truly had a
wonderful place to grow up and meet new friends. When
you think about when we came in 43 or so, no one knew
anybody. Just our dads knew they had a job to do
(they didn't even know what they were doing!). How
many of us would be so willing today, just to up and
leave and take a job we knew nothing
about.......ahem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We literally watched the place become a town.
Because without streets, sidewalks, houses, etc., it
was hard to say we lived in a city. But soon it took
on it's characteristics -and still remains so today
with all the "alphabet" houses, etc.
Does anyone remember the little guy we called
"Dupus Boomer?? I think my mom still has a book about
him.
In remembering days at Carmichael, I haven't
heard anyone mentioned the principal, Christian
Anderson (Mary Ester's dad). He was so strict, but
look at what upright citizens we are today, so guess
it all paid off.
The woman PE teacher I had earlier asked about
was Marion Mandell. Now, the next question, she
married the boy's PE teacher - what was his name? She
was very pretty.
Do you remember during football season......we
would build a very big BONFIRE (where the parking lot
is today) next to the field, and then we would have a
serpentine dance through town!! Oh that was so much
fun.
No one has mentioned "poor old Mr.
Telfry"....... he had to be 100 years old. In his
Eng. Lit,. class one day, I don't remember who, but
they got a snow ball, and sneaked up on Mr. Telfy and
dripped the snowball on his bald head!!
Also, I remember that our neighborhood (Zilar,
Morris, Schmidt and whoever else I can't remember, we
would have carnivals in the back yards, and the money
we made, we made cookies and sent to the servicemen.
Anyone else have a memory or two??
I have two older brothers - Charles (50) and Bob(52).
I do enjoy getting my mail everyday. Thanks again.
You girls from our class (54), are really
missing out by not attending our lunches each month
(3rd friday) at Granny's Buffet. We had a ball
yesterday and lots and lots of laughs.
How about the song *The Halls of Ivy"??
Millie Finch Gregg (54)
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>>From Tony Tellier (57)
RE: Mrs. White's murder.
Read that someone in a nursing home confessed
to doing it, although I thought it was still unsolved.
I must have missed the remarks about the only
(?) true crime that occurred in Richland back then.
Other than us/we minors in possession .. Crime Stoppers
On Patrol, for sure!
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RE: Steve Carson's ENTRY
Does anyone know where Rodney Payton (58) is?
Last I heard of him he was teaching music at a college
in NW Washington. Others from 58, John Richardson,
Robby Kenner, Ted Kuykendahl.
Ol Kenner was a real good BSer. I learned a lot from
him. But as it his whereabouts? Nada ...
Anthony Tellier
Chula Vista, CA USA
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>>From Jim Russell (58)
Richland in the late forties and fifties was a
little unreal then and extremely unreal today. We saw
very few "old" people. Most adults were in the early
or middle part of their working careers. Maybe 30% of
the residents were children under 18. Every household
had a job, and every family had a house. "Homeless"
meant temporary quarters at the Desert Inn. The
landlord was benevolent, and responded to tenant
concerns. Every house was painted, every green space
was maintained.
Most families had one working partner and one
child raising partner. We children could come home to
a parent (usually 'mom") and share our troubles and
triumphs. I never needed to carry a key to an
unlocked house. Life was simple, good, and safe.
The worst drug experience was sneaking a few
beers and smoking tobacco.
Running behind the mosquito sprayers was real
entertainment. We didn't occupy our time with
graffiti, gangs, or drugs. Oh, I wish my
grandchildren could experience what it was like to be
a child who felt loved and wanted; excited to go to
school because the teachers were able to teach and the
children were able to learn.
Sure, we were blind to some of those problems
behind closed doors: abusive parents, spousal
conflicts. Not everything was peaches and cream. We
learned in health class about alcoholism. But few of
us knew anybody who had that problem. Or, so it
seemed.
Yes, life was good. And our parents worked at
the kind of jobs that insured that life would continue
to be good. We grew up accepting the nuclear age as
an age for peace and unlimited energy. We grew up
expecting to go to college because our parents
graduated from college and education was a high
priority. We grew up with hope and expectations for
an even better life.
And then, somehow, we moved on. And grew up.
AnAnd woke up.
-Jim Russell (58)
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)
TO: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Betty, I enjoy your warm memories. We were
certainly lucky to have had the Richland experience.
My family moved to North Richland in 1952 and we spent
2 years in a twenty seven foot trailer in the 600
block of G street before moving into a Ranch at 1210
Cedar. While we lived in the trailer I grew nine
inches and since I slept on the couch in the "front
room", my feet would kick the door open in the night
and hang out until the cold would awaken me.
When we finally got into the spacious ranch
house, the first evening we all (My Dad, Ray Carson;
Mom, Shirley; and Sister, Carolyn) came into the
living room and automatically sat down on the couch
together.
My first job was at Thrifty Drug washing
dishes. I came very close to getting fired when I
came through the front of the store with a load of
pies from the bakery next door. Seems the manager
believed his "Home Made" boast on the menu.
-Steve Carson (58)
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>>From: Larry Smith (61)
We moved to Richland in fall of '44. Pop came
first, alone, and lived in one of the dorms for a
short time, 'till we moved into a B house at 607
Comstock. I remember that early-on, everyone didn't
get phones. We had one but the Haags, in the other
half of our house, didn't so my dad installed a buzzer
and sound powered intercom between house halves so we
could buzz them when they got a call. I just conferred
with my older sister, Irene, and we agree on our phone
number being 1176J. Remember the irrigation spigots
in the yards? They would tell us not to drink out of
it 'cause it is not clean water. It looked clean to
me, and when you are hot and thirsty --- Also,
diagonal across the intersection was a Campbell's food
store. There were two or three in town eventually,
and one in Pasco. My dad did all of the grocery
shopping and I 'got' to go with him. He brought his
own canvas bags to put the food in. No paper or
plastic bags yet! The streets were not paved at
first. When they paved them they also put in pavement
sidewalks. I went to K, 1, and 2 at Lewis and Clark.
In second grade I was bike riding with Judy Willox. I
turned around to see how far behind she was. When I
turned back around to see where I was, I hit a moving
car!!! Remember when doctors made house calls? Dr.
Corrado was a GP at that time and our family doctor.
In the summer of '51, we moved into the 'new'
part of town (like any of it was old?) at 1520
Butternut. When school started, Jason Lee was not
ready so they bussed my 3rd grade class down to Lewis
& Clark. I think that was the year that a bunch of us
got caught throwing rocks at the second story windows
in the old and boarded up (first floor) high school
building. It was just target practice to us, but we
had to pay some amount to replace the windows in a
building which soon was torn down.
The lot on the north of Van Giesen was a great
place for huge tumble weed forts. When they dredged
the ditch behind our house, it was great for dirt clod
wars. Remember parking your bike on its kick-stand at
the swimming pool and coming out later and the kick-
stand was buried in the pavement? And the 25 mile
barefoot walk to Chief Joe in the -30 degree winters?
Could my memory be off a little?
About tax tokens -- they were aluminum with a
hole. When they became obsolete, my dad collected
them because they made good washers and were cheaper
than you could buy washers.
It seems to me that the Cinnamon Bear was
featured on the Uncle Ben show. At other times of the
year there were other continued stories like the one
about Molly Woppy and the 'Bridge of the SingleHair".
I think that is where I first heard the Dr. Seuse
story about Horton the Elephant.
I don't think I've seen anyone mention the
long hair station KPKQ, and for a while there was
KWIE.
I've gotta kwit now kuz two mutsh reminsn kan
kawz fpth;odsf;df
-Larry Smith (61)
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>>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61)
I remember the 12:00 whistle. The smoke (?)
stack downtown. Wearing identification necklaces or
bracelets in grade school.
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>>From: Keith Hunter (63)
I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING for the smell of ddt and
uranium running through my veins again.. Or mAYBE ITS
STILL THERE.
KEITH HUNTER 63
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>>From: Connie Boehning Nicholson (64)
I saw where Betty Bennett wrote about having 3
generations graduating from Columbia High (Richland
High)
At the class reunion this year for the 1988 class
there were 4 cousins: Shari Martin Perry - daughter of
Drudeana Nicholson (62) Kurt Nicholson - son of Max &
Connie Boehning Nicholson (64) Shawna Logsdon Durham -
daughter of Rosanne Nicholson Logsdon (56) Sugie
Nicholson - daughter of Earl Dean Nicholson (58)
Looking through some pictures my father gave me I
found the flood of 1948. My father said our family was
at the Highland drive-in and in order to get home to
Richland they had to go to Sunnyside. I was only two
so I don't remember.
I also remember the skating being a slab of concrete
with benches on the side lines and located where it is
today.
I attended Lewis & Clark and still see Mrs. Phillips
(my first grad teacher), Mrs. Lamb (who taught 4th
grade), and Mrs. Lester Thompson.
My sister-in-law, Janet Wright Nicholson(53) would
like to hear from any old friends that might be
around. She worked at the Spudnut Shop and for GE for
a short time. You can E-mail her c/o
-Connie Boehning Nicholson (64)
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>>From Gary Behymer (64)
Ok..Ok...so I know that this is a long list but the
Class of 1964 would appreciate it if you folks would
take a quick look to see if you know where any of
these people are and/or perhaps where any of their
family may be...
HectorAlvarez, LyndaAndersen, FrancesBarker,
ConnieBeaty, FrancesBlack, NancyBott, HelenBower,
TeriAnnBoyer(McGrew), JanetBrandyberry, BarbaraBrown,
DennisBryant, StanBryant, ReyCall, JamesD.Clark,
TomClark, BeckyColeman(Voetberg), JimCox, DonCrawford,
JaniceCurtis, LeaCutler, DarcyDean, MaryDelano,
PennyDolliver(McHenry), JoyeEmerson, GaryEnnor,
DenaEvans, RalphFairweather, FredGeiger, AlfredGraf,
DelilaAnnGrout(Brochon),
GunnarHaglund(ExchangeStudent), KayeHansen,
SandieHedrick, JohnHemingway, JudyHerford, LarryHertz,
JeanHildebrand, LarryHolloway, RogerHudson, SamHulett,
FloydHunter, AnnaJohnson, DonaldF.Jones,
DonaldN.Jones, ConnieKendrick, PamelaKing(Cleveland),
AnnetteKnight, CindyKnippers, SandyKoford, DaleKohler,
DavidKoile, PatLahrmant, JanelleLawson, RubyLeach,
DianeLoasby(Murray), JimLynch, MaryMassey,
GeorgineMcGinnis, EugeneMcVey, JudyMerritt,
MaueenMicklich, PaulaMiller, BonnieMott,
ElbaRuthMurphy, CharlotteNugent, MaryO'Bryen, JimOtt,
LindaParker, RonParmer, MaryAnneParrish,
GregoryPaxton, RichardPeterson, JoannePowers,
PeterRayment, JosephReynolds, BeatriceRios,
PeggyRomine, DebbieSexton, BillSimpson, CarolSmith,
JerrySmith, RobertThomas, DianeTrosper, MikeTrout,
WilliamTrujillo,
MonikaVoellmecke(ForeignExchangeStudent), PatVolkman,
CarolynWard, SusanWard, DonaldWatson, TommyWelch,
RonWest, SusanWildenborg, JudyWinchel(Sweeney),
FredWollenberg, DaveYencopal.
Thanks for taking the time to look.
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Patti Snider Miller (65)
Hi everyone! On sat., 9-19-98 the Bombers were playing
football against Walla Walla. The announcer on the
radio said the Bombers were sporting new pants, which
no longer has the mushroom cloud, now there is an R on
the leg. Well, I asked one of the courtesy clerks who
is a junior at RHS what's the deal about the cloud.
Evidently according to the decision of the WIAA that
controls the big nine sports.. says no more cloud as
it is not a mascot.. BUT.... they can use the Bomber
airplane that dropped the bomb... go figure. Not even
the football helmets have the cloud. Most of the kids
that work at Albertsons on Lee Blvd. and go to
Richland never heard about it. All are shocked and say
"it's a tradition". I believe it was 1990 or so that
the high school students voted to have it or not and
they voted for it.. no vote has been taken since then.
Sounds pretty sneaky to me. Maybe everyone should
begin by writing letters to the editor of the Tri-City
Herald and let everyone know what is happening. Maybe
the decision makers can tell us exactly what the
definition of a mascot is!!!!! I could go on and on,
but I'd better stop. Sure would like to hear how some
of you feel about this. One other thing, the decision
is being thought also to get rid of the painted bomb
in the mixing area!!!
Until next time.
-Patti Snider Miller (65)
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From: Nola Alderman Lobdell (69)
to thar ill informed reference to Mrs. Wight's murder
the police knew what they were doing because years ago
her neighbor confesed to doing it but it didnt stop
ignorant people from ruining an innocent mans
life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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>>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney
Just read Billye Conley Drew's memories. I
must have had that SAME horse at the Riding Academy! I
use to ride there, until one time, I was on a horse
that just would not leave the barn. The man who had
gotten me the horse, picked up a 2x4 and hit the horse
across the jaw! I couldn't believe he did that, but I
was only 13 or 14 and didn't know how to handle the
situation. The horse DID leave the barn and once it
got out into the big riding area it took off running
as fast as it could. I couldn't get it to stop!
Finally, it stopped at the fence, over by the highway.
I just about went flying off! I don't recall ever
going back after that.
I, too, remember having to play the sticks in
music, instead of the triangle, or any of the other
"good" instruments. I was in Lewis and Clark. Guess
every kid in every school in Richland must have had
the same experience! Does anyone remember playing the
bells in music?
Re: the dirt in the basement of our houses! It
was scary! I remember "exploring" with a friend, once,
not knowing "who or what" was buried in the dirt.
Re: to Lois Clayton, I remember "fizzies". But
we were tough in our neighborhood! We put them
directly on our tongue! Boy, did that burn! Only did
that a couple of times, though. Guess we weren't THAT
tough! (I remember Funny Face, too). I also remember
the old high school. Our 2nd grade teacher, Mrs.
Thompson took the class outside to watch the wrecking
ball knock it down. I also remember your dad. I had
him as my 7th grade science/health teacher. I remember
him teaching us about the "reproductive system". What
little I knew, going into the class, I came out more
confused than ever!! What WAS that "one line drawing
on the board?" He said it was a drawing of the male
genitals. Now, I had babysat baby boys and changed
their diapers and they didn't look like THAT! Back
then, they taught you about those things, but they
didn't REALLY teach you about those things. And it was
bad enough hearing about that kind of stuff, but in a
room with boys AND girls? I was dying! Then came the
dreaded question at the end of that session. "ARE
THERE ANY QUESTIONS? I sat there in my seat praying
"please don't let there be any questions, please don't
let there be any questions." I don't remember if
anyone asked one. I also remember his story about his
ship being hit during WWII and something about saving
the ice cream. What was the story?
Re: Campbells store, I also use to walk there.
We didn't wear shoes, very often, in the summer time
and the blacktop would be so hot on my feet, but that
didn't stop me from walking there. I remember a woman
named "Bee" who worked there. I also remember, for a
time, the clerks wore little white aprons, with
pockets and after you paid for your groceries, they
would pull an envelope out of their pocket and give it
to you. When you opened it, there would be play
money..half of a one or five or ten... you saved them
and when you matched up the other half, you could
redeem them for real money. I also remember S&H green
stamps.
Re: May baskets, it was a nice tradition, in
those days. Kids don't do it much anymore. It's our
own fault for not keeping up the tradition with our
kids.
Re: Mosquito fogger. We called him the
"Mosquito Man" I'm sure a vision was conjured up, when
my mom would yell " Quick! Kids, get in the house! The
Mosquito Man is coming"!! And then, all we could see
was this white fog coming towards the house. What does
a "Mosquito Man" look like, anyway? (I know someone
wrote in and said, "that was my dad". I don't mean to
offend, it's just the way I remember it.)
I've been reading about favorite teachers. My
favorite teacher was Mr. Clarkson, our principal at
L&C. When I was little, I would run up to him and hug
him, yelling "Grandpa, Grandpa" and I would hold his
hand on the playground... he made himself very visible
to the children. How many principals are like that
now? I can still hear him walking down the hall,
jingling his change in his pockets. I wrote him love
notes, when I was in 1st or 2nd grade. One day, after
he had retired and I was married and had moved away,
he showed up at my mom and dad's door and handed them
the love notes I had written him. He had kept them all
those years! What a sweet man.
Patty Deal was our babysitter. I don't know
what year she graduated. She lived on G.W.Way. I think
her parents still do. I remember Sandy Freeman
babysitting us, too. She used to dance and after she'd
put us little ones in bed, she'd dance for us.
My first job was at McVickers Jewelers. I
stunk at that job, but Mrs. McVicker was very kind to
me and let me work there until I quit. I'm sure she
must have said a prayer of thanks, the day I quit.
Our phone number? WH-77835.
Susy Rathjen Whitney
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>>From: Linda King Goetz (79)
I graduated from Columbia High in 1979 and we are now
planning our 20 year class reunion. We are missing a
lot of addresses so any help we can get would be
appreciated !!
Linda King Goetz
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>>From: Jim Moran (87)
This is great stuff! Although it seems I am part
of the younger generation of Bomber Alumni, I still
remember hearing about some of these places from
older brothers and sisters, or remember them just
before they were closed down.
Also, since I have moved from Richland, I am able
to see how very special Richland was, and the total
environment which people lived, especially during the
cold war wars.
That is why I would like people to send me their
thoughts and memories of Richland during the 40's,
50's, 60's, 70's and early 80's. I will gather this
information for a project I am working on in my spare
time (which is very little as I am a first year
teacher).
Thanks for your time and interest.
My e mail is [deleted for privacy].
Thanks again,
Jim Moran, RHS-class of 1986-87
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/22/98
14 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Marilyn Peddicord Whitley (53)
I still have my cedar box and key also an
autograph book with many of the celebrities others
mentioned inscribed.
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>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)
Someone mentioned some of the famous people
that came to town. These are some I remember:
The Grand Ole Opry came to play in the Boys
Gym. There was Red Foley, Tex Ritter, Minnie Pearl,
Grandpa Jones and a lot more. Mr Stell held a party
for them all in the Music room after the show and I
guess it got a little bit loud because the police were
called at about 1:00 in the morning and the party was
shut down. I had helped with the sound equipment setup
and I had to help clean up the mess the next morning.
The US Navy Band came and played in the Bomber
Bowl. My Mom's cousin was a musical arranger with the
band and we had about 10 of them out to dinner in our
Pre-cut on Willard.
Ray Whitley was a regular for many years at
the Atomic Frontier Days.
Tom Mix came to the village theater once. We
watched him shoot balloons and do tricks with his
horse. I was disappointed many years later when I
learned that he used shot shells in his pistols that
made about a 10 foot pattern. He could not have missed
if he had tried.
There were probably many more.
As to the story about Mr Clayton and the ice
cream. He was the advisor for our radio club and he
told the story many times. He was aboard an Aircraft
Carrier, I think the old Lexington, when it was
torpedoed during the battle of the Coral Sea. When
they had to abandon ship they were told to grab what
they could for floatation. For some reason he was in
the kitchen so he grabbed a 5 gallon container of ice
cream and jumped overboard. He never did figure out
why he grabbed the ice cream.
Does anyone remember John Reid and his
Caterpillar club stories about bailing out of a B-17
during the war?
Art(Tom) Hughes, Class of 56
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>>From: Don McKenzie (56)
Don McKenzie trying to locate Dan McKenzie, both
Class of 56
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>>From: Robert M. "Bob" Frederick (59)
c/o Sandi Cherrington (66)
I'm writing this email for a friend of mine.
His name is Robert M. Frederick (Class of '59). He
would like to add his memories, but does not have a
computer. I called and told him that a couple of
people had asked about him and his brother, John
Frederick.
The email address he gave me for John is not
a good one, but as soon as I get one, I will send it
in for him. I also have Bob's address and phone
number, if anyone would like to contact him, just
email me and I'll send it to you.
Bob says he has lots of memories of school,
and growing up in the Tri-Cities. Some of them are:
swimming in the flumes at the Richland Y, Atomic
Frontier Days, High-Spot Dances, and the Homecoming
BonFires.
Bob will be sending me more memories and
messages, and I will forward them on to you.
Thanks,
Sandi (66) for
-Robert M. "Bob" Frederick (59)
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>>From: Floyd A. Morse (60)
A couple of days ago Jim Russell (58) called
me about business and told me about the "Alumni
Sandstorm" I contacted Maren and the rest, as they
say, is history.
It has really been great reading all of your
memories and brought quite a few to me.
My best friend Jack Russell (60) [Jim
Russell's (58) brother], were a part f the notorious
"Boy's Pep Club". We used too get to the basketball
games early so we could sit on the to row of seats in
the lower student section.
Jack had tape record and 20watt amp and
speaker set and provided the music for the Richland
DeMolay Chapter dancers, where he got the nickname
"Jake's One Man Band".
I am sorry to report that Jack passed away
last summer.
To bring some of you up-to-date: I am in
Spokane, WA, married 31 years to the same wonderful
woman (she has to be wonderful to put with me this
long). We have two daughters and one grandson. Last
August I celebrated (?) my 24th anniversary working
for Safeway Stores. I am at the Shadle Park store.
Any Spokanite Bombers and invited to stop in and say
"Hello"
My brother Fred (63) lives in Kennewick with
Mom. We lost Dad last year. He was 91.
Colleen (62) is also in Kennewick. Her last
name is Goakey.
By the way, has anyone ever thought of having
an ALL Classes reunion? They did it here at North
Central and it was really nice. You not only got to
see your classmates, but also friends from upper and
lower classes we went to school with.
Finally, to Gary Behymer (64) and Maren Smyth
(64) thank you for all your work and efforts. It is
appreciated, especially to those of us who have moved
away from Richland, but will cherish those memories
forever... will visit daily and write again soon
Floyd A. Morse (60)
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>>From: Bill Craddock (61)
A few memories of mine that may break into the
memory banks of others:
Garmo's Grocery, Wild Bill's Grocery, Johnny's 76
station, Jim and Jakes Sporting Goods Store, Cafeteria
at the Mart, Fishing (Carmichael P.E.) at Wellsian
Pond, Sledding on Carmichael hill (both day and
night), feeling like I had finally made the "big time"
when I got to park in the Senior Parking Lot, Froggy
the Gremlin - "hiya kids, hiya, hiya pfbeebbbbbb!",
when pink and black combinations were the big fashion
statement for guys in jr. high, with VERY skinny
belts, when many parents wouldn't let their boys have
a leather jacket cause the "hoods" wore them, when
there were more cops in Richland than there were in
Spokane, Officer Whitehead, NearBeer, Cutting the belt
loops off my jeans so the teachers couldn't enforce
the "have to wear a belt" rule, English Brogues,
"parking", inverted conical containers full of A&W
root beer, the Penny Candy rack at Densow's, Ed
Borasky in his Zorro suit and on his bicycle at a pep
assembly, Walking to Korten's to buy 45's - Elvis
usually (I still have a bunch of those), the "cool"
way to get onto the dance floor for slow dances, the
shoulder pads in Mr. Bouchard's suit coats, calling a
rap on the butt with a teacher's paddle a "spat",
teachers who would stop classes and turn the radio on
for World Series games, wooden baseball bats repaired
with tape, nails, screws, etc. when they would crack,
winning the all-city dance contest with Doris Van
Reenan during the Richland-becomes-a-city festivities,
Mr. Hislop had a Corvette, calling VW's Slugbugs,
rabbit hunting where Columbia Center is now, more some
other time. Rick Donnell's (61) dad was the author
and artist responsible for Dupus Boomer.
-Bill Craddock (61)
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>>From: Pat Bezzio (63)
Does anyone remember . . .
- Lik-M-Aid - no one made drinks out of it, we just
ate it from the package.
- When grade-school age, making blanket houses on the
clothesline
- (Girls) Starching those slips so they would be even
stiffer - I dried mine on an umbrella outside
- Finger painting - we got to do this in the boiler
room at Marcus Whitman.
- Conversation hearts at Valentine's Day
- Folk dance lessons - ours at Marcus included
international dance - it was years before I learned
that Korobushka had other words besides "One, here we
go, hop; two, here we go, hop; together, apart, and
underneath!"
- Mrs. Davis making us write essays in sophomore
English in high school. Boy, was that hard! But much
of my good training in English I attribute directly to
her.
- Mrs. Luckey reciting "The Tree Frog" and croaking
out the words, "Rain, rain, rain!" while wearing her
white eyelet dress with the red slip underneath. I
don't mean to sound disrespectful here, but she was
somewhat eccentric, and I think my decision never to
try grade or high school teaching was based on how
carefully we scrutinized our teachers and how critical
we were!
- I swear this is true: In some Jr. hi (Carmichael)
or high school english class we broke up into groups
and had to recite poems. I was in a group with Susan
Konecny and a couple of other girls. We had The Ship
of State by Wordsworth(?) and we turned it into rap .
. . years ahead of our time! It was sorta like this:
Thou, TOO, sail on, oh (pause) ship of state, sail ON,
oh U-nion, (pause) strong and great, hu-MAN-i-ty with
(pause) all its fears, and (pause) all its hopes
through all the years, is (pause) hanging BREATH-less
(pause) on thy fate!
-Pat Bezzio (63)
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>>From: Carolyn Riese (64)
Maren,
I have thoroughly enjoyed reading the
responses from the Richland Bombers. I have one
request...... would you change my address to:
[deleted for privacy] Thanks, the Juno address is based
on minutes of phone time, and it is getting way too
lengthy, and expensive for me to handle, would
appreciate your passing the word along, any personal
messages can still be sent to [deleted for privacy]. I
would love to hear from anyone who remembers me..... I
know one thing for sure, I don't remember having as
much fun as some of the others. Can someone remind
me.
I was a member of the Junior Achievement and
not much else, am always sorry that I wasn't
encouraged to play tennis or something ! ! ! I
probably could have handled some sports, I have been
teaching Water Aerobics for 10 yrs. and am a committed
walker. It gets harder and harder to maintain a
girlish figure ((grin)), so I am the Central Wisconsin
Roving Weight Watchers Leader for the last four years.
I really love what I am doing, working with people and
discussing health and fitness issues. Enough for now,
God Bless us All,
-Carolyn Riese (64)
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>>From: Ellen Spitaleri (65)
I am a member of the class of 1965 and read
your messages every day, but seldom have time to
reply.
But, I was wondering if anyone else remembers
being told that Richland was the number one (or number
two) spot that the Russians would bomb when the time
came to nuke us. I recall also being told that
actually the dreaded Ruskies would bomb Grand Coulee
dam and the resulting flood would cover Richland
before we could evacuate. Someone even showed me a
"high water" mark and told me that is how high the
water would be in town. I credit this experience with
my fear of water.
But then there were my less than pleasant
experiences at the Richland pool: having to wear a
hideous bathing cap, having first period PE and being
freezing cold and returning to school with wet hair
and stinking of chlorine, and one time when I was the
victim of a mass splashing by some unruly boys. Oh,
and then there was being dared to jump off the high
dive, which I foolishly did. I survived, but received
a classic belly flop injury. I never learned to swim.
Is there a connection here?
-Ellen Spitaleri (65)
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>>From: Richard St. John (65)
TO: John Bixler (64):
I remember the foot long hot dogs at the Stop
'n Go in the Y. Actually, it was in the highlands, on
a corner. I don't remember the street names, and
don't get back there very often. I remember my Dad
used to take the family up there on Saturday after
payday. That was about the only "fast food" place in
the Tri-Cities at that time.
-Richard St. John (65)
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>>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
Thanks, Mary Kay Mitchell Coates, for your
pursuit of truth behind the real "Wight" murder. When
you speak to Dick Wight, just tell him that a couple
of hundred Bomber Alumni wanna know what happened. It
amazes me what potential this e-mail site may have.
Also, David Rivers mentioned the "pretend bomb blast"
that was put on for the entertainment (?) of the
residents. I remember that this happened during a
Christmas Tree bonfire down by the library. Did this
happen more than once? Also, enjoyed Jim Russell's
essay on the pureness and simplicity of our
childhoods. Maybe in the future, our daughter will
read all these e-mails, and gain a better
understanding of where I was coming from.
I still meet with my best friends from Chief Jo, at
least once a year sometimes more often, in Richland
for a weekend. We have been doing this now for 10
years. I will let Cathy Weihermiller, Carolyn
Stanfield and Frani Brown know about this site when we
see each other on Saturday!
Cheryl Moran Fleming(66)
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>>From: Gerald Stein (66)
It is nice to read all these e-mails. They
bring back all kinds of memories. We live in
Granbury, Texas in the vicinity of Jerry Coffee. Now
that the kids are gone, Lovena and I travel with my
new work (management consultant) and we are currently
in New London, CT. It has been nice to see the East
coast. I found out Walt Sommers lives in the Chicago
area and called and we met at the airport, to catch up
on old times. We recently went to the "Wall that
Heals" (Vietnam War Memorial). It is a real emotional
place to go. I looked up Mark Black's name on the
wall and remembered playing basketball with him in the
church league. I wonder how many other alumni we lost
over there? We were back in Richland over the 4th of
July, it's amazing how much it grows each time we
return. New bridge, new mall, but some of the old
radio stations are still on the air. Does anyone
remember Dick Stevens illegal radio station?
Keep up all the memories, I look forward to them
each day.
-Gerald Stein (66)
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)
I thought that little green and gold bomb was still
the mascot. One time it was stolen by a Yakima school
(Davis?), sometime between 64-67 - I know someone
knows the correct year out there - and a roadblock by
students was needed to get that bomb back.
WIAA - who runs this agency anyway? It just has to be
somebody not from around these parts I suspect. This
genius thinks it is perfectly OK to say a bomb,
particularly of the atomic class, and it's haunting
biomorphic shape is considered antiquated, repugnant,
politically incorrect, or whatever lame excuse they
bring to the front, and therefore cannot be a mascot
anymore, after fifty or so years. And in the same run-
on sentence says the instrument that took this
nightmare to Japan is okay as a mascot.
Class of 99 -- Where is our bomb now? Make sure WIAA
leaves the little monster alone and give him/her a
fresh paint job. And sew the mushroom back on your
uniform. Our parents produced the inert to that bomb.
Maybe I should speak for myself here and not use we,
but that bomb is more than just a mascot to many grads
of RHS.
I always thought we were the bomb. Not the Richland
Bombs, but the Bombers, yes. But definitely not the
bomber airplane! Am I wrong? Someone please educate
me. The Richland Beavers doesn't cut it either. Never
saw one beaver in that town. Come to think of it, I
never saw a B17, B24, or a B29 either, but I remember
that bomb.
-Rick Maddy (67)
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (72)
TO: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71)
Yes, Aubrey Clayton was on the USS Lexington during
WW11 when it was hit. He and some others did go down
to the kitchen and eat the ice cream. Then they had to
abandon ship. He was in the water for about 6 hours
and finally was rescued by the USS Phelps. Then they
torpedoed the Lex and sank her so the Japanese
couldn't get to her. A few years ago he found the man
who had pulled him onto the Phelps. He was having his
hair cut across the street from where my father lived.
Small world, huh?
Lois Clayton Colton '72
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/23/98
11 Bombers and one Bomber Dad wrote today.
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>>From: Mr. Barger (Bomber Dad)
I am not a graduate of Richland Columbia High School,
but after my graduation, service involvement in WWII
and college, I took about every night school class
available at the Continuing Education Department of
Columbia High, plus I had three children that did
attend all grades at Richland and graduated in 68,
70, and 72. I would like to say thanks for Tony
Sharpe's article and say I am proud of him for writing
what most of us old timers feel and believe. I and
most of the Tri-Cities inhabitants were very proud of
the group of Columbia High Students that stood up to
the faculty, School Board, and others that sometimes
form public opinion, when the name and Logo change was
suggested. We were happy to see, even with the
extreme pressures applied to the students they,
prevailed and kept the name and logo. What a
tremendous feeling of pride when the class went ahead
and had the Bomber Mural painted on the side of the
building. The number who approved of the logo and name
was well established when they individually donated a
day's pay to purchase the bomber to help end the war.
Some think it was cruel to send people of Japanese
ancestry to Concentration Camps. They all had a
choice, and those that would sign papers stating they
pledged their loyalty to the United States of America
were not affected. Those that continued to pledge
their allegiance to the Japanese nation and considered
their Emperor to be God, were sent to the camps. Some
Japanese young men between the ages of 18 and 39
joined the Armed Forces and served our government very
well.
Aside from this do people not directly involved in
the war think they really understand what would have
happened if the Atomic Bomb had not been used. I and
most of those arriving at Hanford after 1946 probably
would never have existed, as most of us at that age
would have been killed in an invasion of Japan.
Therefore our off springs would also have never been..
1. The Emperor of Japan had complete control over
the thoughts and actions of all his subjects,
including those that were born and lived in other
countries.
2. The Emperor was using children of all ages to
fight and training thousands to be Kamikaze pilots,
who were willing to commit suicide to kill.
3. The Emperor had already been torturing US
Citizens, men and women, who had been capture. Some
of these men and women didn't even belong to one of
the Armed Forces.
4. The Emperor had convinced the world that he
would not surrender and had been proving that when
thousands of his troops were committing suicide rather
than being captured. These consisted of men, women and
children on the islands that had been earlier captured
by the Japanese.
5. The United States had been gaining control of
the War Effort and advancing toward Japan on a very
consistent basis.
6. Hundreds of thousands of US Troops were being
assembled to invade Japan.
If the bomb had not been used:
1. Hundreds of thousands of US Troops would have
died.
2. The entire population of Japan, men, women and
children would have been totally terminated, or those
not immediately killed would have committed suicide.
I am happy the war ended with the bombs. I
was a part of that effort on the Island of Tinian and
am alive today because of that action.
On a little different subject, I always wonder
how the "DownWinders" feel they were subjected to so
much. Doesn't it seem likely that those working in the
facilities hands on for forty or fifty years would
have been affected much more? Things that were more
harmful was those "Fog Trucks" that all of you ran
through and followed all over town on your bicycles.
-Marvin Barger (Bomber Dad)
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
Go Bombers!!!
2 bits; 4 bits; 6 bits; a dollar -
all for Gary and Maren - stand up and holler.... THANKS
I was reading the Sunday edition and was reminded of
several things as I read the entry by Billye Conley
Drew (61).
I do remember the circus that came to Bomber Bowl. In
fact one year it was here the lady that climbed the
tall pole was killed because when she reached the top,
the wind was up and the pole broke and she plunged to
her death.
I also remember watching my dad shovel the coal into
the furnace. But I also remember very vividly that
when he decided to make the basement a full one, (not
half dirt) he got in touch with Jim Lawrence (he
married Millie Bresina from our class) who had a
conveyor belt , and along with my uncles and brothers,
I watched them work real hard.
Another correction I need to make is that the
carnivals I had mentioned earlier, not only did we
send the servicemen cookies, but we actually sent the
money we made so they could call home.
The swimming pool was a great addition to our town,
and because it was so cheap we spent the whole day
there (at least I did when I could)
Atomic Frontier Days were the best and i would be
really neat to have them return. The generation of
today would see what a wonderful time we had during
the 50"s.
Until next time.............
Millie Finch Gregg (54)
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)
TO: Ellen Spitaleri (65)
I, too, remember the story that Hanford area
would be one of the prime targets for a Russian attack
and that the most likely method would be to bomb Grand
Coulee Dam. The thought of all that rush of water
flooding our city and my school was a little
disconcerting as I lay face down on the hallway floor
in Lewis & Clark, hand over my neck. "Is this the way
one floats to safety?"
Jim Russell (58)
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>>From: Barbara Chandler (59)
My, my, my...... the memories this site brings back.
It is really astonishing to me that there are so many
of us "out there". My class of '59 was so special to
me. I moved to Richland after my parents separated
(Chicago) in 1948. My grandparents, Alma and Oliver
Riggins were already settled there, having come in the
mid '40's. My aunt and uncle, Eugia and Talmadge
Riggins were also there. My cousins, Katie, Sandy and
Beth Riggins were there and we all (believe it or not,
well, not Beth--wasn't born yet), along with my mom
Lillian, brother Richard and I all lived in an "A"
house on Perkins!!! Whew! Somehow we managed and
memories of growing up in that town have been
wonderful. Don't remember who said it, but how right
you were..... We were safe, and we felt it. Still
think in many ways that it was idealic. I have many
memories that I'll contribute at a later date, just
wanted to say thanks again for the opportunity and a
"safe" place to voice my feelings about my home town
and the people in it.
More soon.
_Barbara Chandler (59)
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>>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62)
Just received a copy from Terry Christensen(61),
saw Bill Blankenship (62) and Mary Lou Ingram
Aeschliman (62) in a store the day before and they
both asked me if I had seen a copy of the Sandstorm
then next day here it is. Work with Larry Smith (61).
Since I am writing from work I need to keep this
brief. I can't respond again, it is frowned upon
since I work for the government but thought this one
time I would take a chance and say keep up the good
work, what a great idea to keep in touch and
reminisce. When I get my home computer fixed I'll
correspond regularly. So right now I am in a read only
mode.
Does anyone out there remember feeding Ali the
alligator ping pong balls in Mr. Carlson's biology
class? Yes, all is well in Richland and some of us
are still here.
Jinny Barnett Howser (62)
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>>From: Earl Bennett (63)
TO: Patty Bezzio (63): I thought Mrs. Davis was
Junior English, but if you say Sophomore, so be it.
From her class I remember creating a newspaper with
several articles concerning news events from Silas
Marner. The reason I think it was Junior year is
because I took typing during the summer between soph
and junior, and I seem to recall typing the news
columns, then cutting and pasting. But not a sharp
memory. By the way, Khorobushka was another song Mrs.
Harmon taught us. During our Junior year when I was
taking first year Russian, I had the privilege of
teaching a couple of Russian folk dances to both the
first and second year classes.
TO: Gerald Stein (66): Good to hear from you, too,
after a couple of entries from Ray. Has Dave
contributed yet? I live about 25 miles outside of DC
in the Virginia suburbs. When I visited the Vietnam
Wall, I made two tracings of Mark Black's name, sent
one to Richland Lutheran and kept one. I suppose your
mother told you that Irv and LaVonne Johnson had come
back to minister there, and just last year retired.
Another memory I've not seen mentioned yet: Mid-
fifties in elementary school listening to the Standard
Oil of Ohio national broadcasts over the schoolwide PA
system (Jason Lee, in my case). I vaguely remember an
introduction to classical music - anyone else remember
other topics covered? Also, specials on TV like Our
Mr. Sun and Hemo the Magnificent, that were integrated
into schoolwork.
Later.
-ecb3
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>>From: Teresa DeVine Knirck (64)
Hi to all---Sonja Harmon's address is [deleted for
Mrs. Harmon's privacy -- if you want her address,
click on Teresa's e-mail above and ask her for it. --
Maren] I speak to her two or three times a year. She
definitely, along with Julia Davis, was the most
influential teachers I had. I spent 24 years teaching
Russian in Kirkland and at Hanford High here in
Richland -- and English too. Just recently switched
to being a full-time high school counselor, after
years of teaching and counseling both.
Also, the famous murder was Mrs. Wight, not
White, I think. My friend Margaret Weeks lived right
next door and Barb Gast lived right across the street.
It was summer of 1960 or thereabouts and scared us out
of our wits.
Thanks once again Maren and Gary for your work.
Was anyone else besides me, Dawn Bern, Judy
Altman, Judy Campbell, and Doug Hawkins in Dr. Mecum's
class the day Shelly McCoy got his hand stuck in that
book holder along the side of the desks and three boys
had to carry him, desk and all, down to the janitors
to be freed? That was a crazy class.
-Teresa DeVine Knirck (64)
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>>From: Bob DeGraw (66)
I can't believe that no one has talked about the great
swimming holes we used to go to. The "Flumes" on the
Pasco side of the River where if you went off the 20
or 30 ft drop on the right side you broke your neck
but if you went off the left side you were ok. The
"Bubbles" in Kennewick which was a pump station on one
of the irrigation canals. We used to go there at night
and skinny dip with the car lights on. How about "Beer
Falls" which was somewhere about where Meadow Springs
is now. It was a little stream that went through a
culvert pipe and made a pretty deep hole where the
water came out of the pipe. There was sand all around
it so it was kind of like being at the beach.
To Gerald Stein: I remember the station I think?
Wasn't it Dick and one other guy? Speaking of Dick
Stevens...I remember in Jr. High at Carmichael he went
for a record to see how many Hacks he could get in his
9th grade year. He was a pretty funny guy.
-Bob DeGraw (66)
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>>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)
TO: Rick Maddy (67)
Hi Rick, This is Pam Ehinger Nassen, you are
very right about the insignia of the mushroom cloud,
aka the Bomb!! Our parents had a lot to do with it,
so why shouldn't we be proud of it. I think THEY
think it is being worshipped of some thing. What they
don't know is that we are very proud of what we
offered to history. I'm not proud of all the Japanese
that were killed by it. But we did put an end to an
awful war, that killed way to many all ready.
So tell THEM to give us back our MUSHROOM
CLOUD, and give us back our BOMB (with new paint on
it). Put the cloud back on the pants and let us be
the BOMERS, WE ARE!!!!!!!
WE ARE THE BOMBERS MIGHTY MIGHTY BOMBERS,
EVERY WHERE WE GO PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW
WHO WE ARE
SO WE TELL THEM!
WE ARE THE BOMBERS MIGHT MIGHTY BOMBERS......
B..O..M..B..E..R..S...THATS US!!
Take Care
Bombers Rule
-Pam Ehinger Nassen(67)
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>>From: Lois Clayton Colton (71)
To: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)
I got a chuckle about the idea of ice cream
for a flotation device. I think they were more worried
about their stomachs. I guess they figured that they
didn't want to be hungry for a while. The ship wasn't
sinking, but was so severely crippled that it had to
be sunk. Interestingly enough, when he jumped off the
Lex another man jumped on top of him and injured his
neck a little. It was in this very spot that he had
one major stroke. When he was on the USS Phelps he was
lying on a pool table and was too weak to get up and
watch the Lex being sunk. They pushed him over to the
window so that he could watch.
-Lois Clayton Colton '71
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>>From: Creede Lombard (72)
Someone mentioned the famous acts that came to
town. Most of them came to the gym, since that was
about the biggest place in town. Three I remember
specifically were the US Marine Band (they might have
come through twice), the Harlem Globetrotters and the
Grass Roots. I never saw the Grass Roots but I
remember seeing the other two.
-Creede
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>>From: Troy Ostboe (81)
My name is Troy Ostboe - 81' Bomber
I'd like to add my Dad to your Online Sandstorm. Some
of you might remember him as either as a fellow
student or more likely as your teacher. My Dad is
Rodney Ostboe -60' Bomber. His email is
[deleted for privacy]. Dad (Rod) has been a
teacher at Carmichael and Chief Jo (until Chief Jo's
untimely demise) for more than 30 years and is still
going strong. He also coached Mens and Womens Varsity
Gymnastics until recently.
My youngest sister Wendy Holsten (Ostboe) 90' Bomber -
married another Bomber by the name of Dan Holsten 87',
graduated from EWU, got a job teaching in Richland and
took over the Varsity Girls Gymnastics coaching
position at Richland from dad. (keepin' it in the
family so to speak)
3 younger brothers:
Rusty Ostboe '83 Bomber,
Robbe Ostboe '86 Bomber, and
Chad Ostboe '88 Bomber.
Dad and Wendy are the only ones still in Richland.
I certainly enjoy reading the memories and would like
to see more from my age group.
-Troy Ostboe (81)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/24/98
17 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
For the 40's and 50's grads. I wonder how
many of you remember the Village Food Store located on
Snow and Lee Blvd. It is now the Richland School
District Ad building. Remember the beverage and candy
window at the rear of the store? My mother, Ola
Myrick, was the clerk that worked that window. I,
too, worked at the store and often with my mother.
Stan Ewing, Bill Wahl, and Junior Nichleson also
worked there. Those years my mother enjoyed the most
because she got to be with all the kids. Marcus
Whitman was the school located next to it. I was in
the sixth grade then. Miss Marietta was the teacher.
Boy could she throw erasers, Just ask Bill Tracy.
She could also come down on you with one of those huge
geography books. Bob Clancy or Bill Silvers (first
name?) can attest to that. Mr. Wold was 7th and Mrs.
Ruby was 8th. Those were the days I guess you could
say.
-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Dick Wight (52)
Hi. My name is Richard H. Wight '52 (Dick). Kay
Mitchell Coates (52) sez to give you my e-mail
address...
If you are running this web site, thanks a bunch! I
just found out about it today, and will figure out how
it works over the next day or two.
Best wishes,
-Dick Wight (52)
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>>From: Al Parker (53)
Lee (BeegByte) wrote the following response to
an E-mail message from Al Parker (53) which referred
to the Spudnut Shop and other items relevant to Bomber
potpourri. (BeegByte is not an RHS grad, but some of
us have basically adopted him into the corps because
he so ardently shares the nostalgia, history and
enthusiasm so deeply imbedded in the ever-living,
ever-enriching Bomber phenomenon.)
"The Spudnut Shop still is the place where all
the old timers meet each morning to have a spudnut,
cup of coffee, and talk over local and world events.
A lot of life's serious problems are hashed over here.
But, do you remember if you walk to the left (west)
from the Spudnut Shop and turn right at the corner,
pass the theater, head north about 100 feet, then turn
right. You would be in the drugstore with an old
fashion soda fountain; where you could get sodas,
sundaes, banana splits, frappes, etc., etc. This was
the original hangout for the Richland spit and whittle
crowd. It was closed about twelve years ago and
turned into an oriental restaurant. I think this was
a loss to the community, sort of a landmark. But, time
marches on and waits for no man." -Lee >>
Al responds:
Time sure does march on, Lee, and I certainly
do remember the soda fountain and restaurant you are
referring to. A man named Oldberg came from Bremerton
to start that up. He and some partners continued to
build a chain of Thrifty Drugs around the state. A
lot of stores in Richland were started between the
late 40's and the early 50's by people who came over
from Bremerton. Richland was starting to boom while
Bremerton was losing businesses and people because
work at the Bremerton Naval Shipyard was winding down
at the end of World War II. Some of the Richland
businesses that came from or were started by people
from Bremerton were Thrifty Drug, Parker's Hardware,
BB & M Sporting Goods, Davis Furniture, Pleis-Davis,
and a Bakery I can't remember the name of. The
children of many of these business owners became RHS
graduates. It would be cool if we could hear a little
vignette from or about each of them.
I remember Buck Buckner, one of the partners
of BB& M Sporting Goods, from my early days in
Bremerton before moving to Richland when I was 14 in
1949. At that time, he was running a small grocery
store on the Manette side of Bremerton. When I bought
peanuts from him in the bulk, or candy, he would
always give me two or three replacements if I could
find a piece that was slightly "spoiled". We were
both very liberal in how we interpreted the definition
of "spoiled." After a while, he would pretend I was
taking advantage of him and complain, "what do you
want from me, blood?" The same answer would apply in
his sporting goods store in Richland when I tried to
get a better deal on some fishing worms.
Yes. Those were the times then. These are
the times now. And time keeps marching on! -Al
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Al wrote: << Richland was starting to boom while
Bremerton was losing businesses and people because
work at the Bremerton Naval Shipyard was winding down
at the end of World War II. >>
Beeg responds: Bremerton rings a bell.
Remember the days when North Richland existed? The
only real houses that existed in that town were called
Bremerton Houses. Do you recall these little cracker
boxes? There were three rows of them on the East side
of town. As I recollect, they were supposed to have
been moved from the Bremerton Naval Shipyard after the
war. That probably would account for the name,
Bremerton Houses, but I do not really know if this
story is true. Do you happen to know if that is a true
story? -- Lee >>
~~~I don't know if that is true, or not, Lee. Sounds
logical, maybe even probable. Maybe we can find
somebody who knows for sure.
-Al Parker (53
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
Many things have been mentioned in the
Sandstorm, The Stop and Go, Muscles, Frontier days,
and celebrities coming to town. I would like to
reflect on what I remember.
The Stop-n-Go..... The thing I remember most
was the French Fries. It was still fairly new when we
went up there. I remember that we had just won/lost
(cant remember which) a game with Gonzaga (sp?). We
were all hanging out eating burgers and fries and
talking about the game.. The fries were of the Curley
type but much longer. You could pick up one end and it
would dangle like a spring. I thought the fries were
really cool.
Frontier Days.... The celebrities that I
remember coming were Chill Wills, Jimmy Wakley (sp?)
The singing Cowboy, and there was also Monty Hale,
another cowboy. Monty had a show in the Richland
theater and showed up with his arm in a sling. He
claimed he broke his arm when he fell off his horse.
Chill Wills autographed my brothers cowboy boot. That
was a big day for my brother. I also remember Chita of
Tarzan fame was in Richland. I cant say it was for
frontier days though.
One other thing just came to mind.... Anyone
remember when they had the Tucker Automobile on
display. All I remember about that is, it was green
and sitting on a trailer. I think they were pushing
sales. Wish I could remember how much it was.
Someone mentioned Celebrities like Red Foley
coming to Columbia High and putting on a show. One
celebrity he forgot to mention was Ferlin Husky. He
was the life of the show. I remember there was snow on
the ground when the crew showed up to unload their
equipment. Red Foley's car was pulling up to the back
door of the gym and a rear wheel fell into a hole and
he was stuck. A bunch of us kids ran over and helped
get him out of the hole. That was quite a deal for us.
It seems to me that they were supposed to put on a
show in Kennewick the next day and one of them got
blitzed and couldn't make it to the show. There was
quite a stink about it. Not sure but I think it was
Tex Ritter. Maybe someone can come up with who it was.
I remember a day when Muscles showed up in the
Uptown area with his new bike. He offered a kid a ride
on it. The kid straddled the rear and sat down. I
remember muscles telling the kid to "Hold on tight
because the bike had a lot of power" Muscles' monkey
was kept in a big cage outside his house. I was
walking home from Chief Jo after school and was
looking into the cage when his monkey grabbed the
glasses off my face and destroyed them. I had a hard
time explaining that to my dad.... That's it for
now.... I probably slaughtered some name spelling...
Sorry
Ken Heminger (56)
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[Ken -- I try to remember to spell check -- for ALL of
us. --Maren]
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>>From: Jan Mulroy Wick (58)
I just had a flash back to the 50's. Does anyone
remember the record booths in Korten's. You could go
into these booths and listen to records (before you
bought them). I'm not sure anybody ever bought any
records. God those people had patience!
~ Riding your horse as fast as you could on the dike.
~ Going barefoot from February to December.
~ Walking/running across black top that was at least
200 degrees.
This is such fun and I can't believe how much I had
forgotten.
I remember getting the wooden box for graduation,
I think it was from Bell Furniture Store. I kept it
for years but must have gotten rid of it during a
house cleaning fit. Now I feel sad I didn't keep it..
Thanks to everyone that sent in their memories.
-Jan Mulroy Wick (58)
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>>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
A memory I just have to include here is about
my 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Mary Lester, at Lewis and
Clark. I really loved her, but I sometimes didn't
understand what she said, because she had somewhat of
a southern accent. One day I had to confess out loud
in class that I didn't get my arithmetic assignment
done. She asked my how much did I lack? I replied,
after thinking a minute, that I didn't like any of it.
I wasn't trying to be funny, but she asked me again, a
little louder, how much did I not get done? Of course
the class laughed and I was so embarrassed! I also
remember one day she had her head down on her desk
when we came in from recess. The principal (Mr.
Clark?) came in and helped her out, I think she had
fainted. I think we must have been giving her a hard
day; I never knew what happened, but I thought we
should treat her more carefully after that.
Oh, anyone else remember when we thought Mr.
Clark had a spanking machine in the office, and we
would look in and try to see it whenever we walked by.
We'd also walk really straight and not run in that
hallway. (I can't even believe this myself!!!)
Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
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>>From: Barbara Seslar Thomas Brackenbush (60)
Regarding entertainers who visited the Tri-Cities, I
recall Fats Domino being at the Kennewick Social Club.
I'm not sure what year it was but most likely after I
graduated.
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>>From: MLou Williams (60)
TO: Bill Craddock (61):
Garmo's! I'd forgotten all about it - we used
to stop there after church and buy fresh baked french
bread for 20 cents a loaf, then stop by our neighbors
in our "B" house on Van Giesen. They were Catholic
and couldn't eat before Mass, and the kids would be
really hungry, so we all consumed the loaf of bread
while everyone's Sunday Dinner was still cooking. The
"kids" were Michele (70?) and Roy Thomas (72?)
Vespier, my later-to-be godchildren. Roy lives in
Wenatchee with a lovely family, and his mom and aunt
are there too. Michele, who moved to Col Hi the year
the Beatles' song "Michele" was popular, is a teacher
in Palm Springs.
-MLou Williams (60)
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>>From: Don Panther (62)
Glad to hear about Rodney Ostboe. Some great
memories that involve Rodney. My first year in
gymnastics is looked up to this muscled Sr. (Rod) who
could zip up the rope. We occasionally played a
little basketball after gymnastics workout and I
remember passing the ball to Rod a couple of time and
it would hit him in the side of the head. I was
confused until he told me he had one eye missing. I
felt embarrassed, at least until one day in Mr.
Tillman's mechanical drawing class. Mr. Tillman was
on Rods case for something and told him to behave.."
'cause I have my eye on you."
Well, Rodney's response was to go to Mr.
Tillman's desk, place his glass eye on his desk and
tell him, "I've got my eye on you too!" I'd give a
days pay for a picture of Mr. Tillman's face.
Another act that came to the Tri-Cities...
Ravene, the hypnotist, who performed at the Uptown
theatre. Also the fireworks in the Bomber Bowl. Fond
memories..
Ms Wiley's typing class (with Dean Hoff) and
her thermos of hot water..."A S D F semi-colon L K J"
over and over again (but this skill served me well
through the years!);
The Marcus Whitman ('56) performance of "The
Tom Sawyer Operetta", with Cheryl (Joey) Arnold as
Becky, Julie Wilson as Aunt Polly; Terry Tate as the
Parson, and many others, and I got to play Tom. Does
anyone remember any of the other "stars"? I do
remember that when "Huck and Tom" were singing a song
during one of the performances, I had a piece of Pez
candy in my mouth. As we were singing, it moved from
the side of my mouth to the front and came flying out
while we were singing. Well, that set the entire
audience to laughing, including the cast and it went
on for about five minutes. All I can remember is that
the music teacher (Mr. Soderquist) was trying
desperately to gain control, which he eventually did.
What fun! My mother recently found my copy of the
production script and music and it brought back some
good memories from those innocent years.
Thanks again to Gary and Maren!
-Don Panther ('62)
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>>From: Earl Bennett ('63)
TO: Bob De Graw:
Your name is very familiar, though we wouldn't
have been in school together - maybe you knew one of
my sisters Diana Bennett Ground ('64 - currently
living in Juneau and working for Dept. of Fish and
Game), Cecilia Bennett McCartney ('65 - in Richland)
or Sue Bennett Meek ('68 - also in Richland). The
other two were much younger. About the flumes on the
Pasco side: I heard that the injurious approach you
mentioned took out two of our class the day before
graduation, reducing us to 398 rather than 400 in the
line. Never saw independent confirmation of that
rumor - anyone else remember?
-ecb3
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>>From: Kathy Rathvon (63)
Not only did we starch (sometimes in sugar
water) & iron our petticoats, we wore at least 2 &
sometimes 3 to four of them under our "full" skirts to
make them stand out. I remember going to school with
the poufiest and flounciest skirt and coming home
with my skirt looking very limp. The only one who's
skirt didn't go limp was Mary Lou Watkins' because she
had a hoop skirt. God!!! I was so envious. I begged
for one, but had to keep starching and ironing.
-Kathy Rathvon (63)
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)
TO: Marvin Barger (Bomber Parent)
I really appreciated you writing in and
telling us the information that you did.
Thank you.
-Carol Converse Maurer (64)
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>>From: Mary Sullivan (64)
CORRECTION: Maren brought it to my attention
that Mr. Lamb was Principal at Spading and not at
Lewis & Clark!! She mentioned Mr. Clarkson, and that
was RIGHT ON!!
Anyone remember using pieces of Wax Paper on
the "Slides" at the playground to "slick" them so you
could slide down them faster????
How about the margarine with the "RED" DOT in
the middle, that you had to squeeze?? They came in a
plastic "baggie" of some sort!!
Gotta run--more later!!
-Mary Sullivan (64)
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[Mary -- Mom wouldn't let us use wax paper! But the
wrappers from the wonder bread (~~"building strong
bodies 8 ways"~~ back then) had more wax on them
anyway! And I've been just WAITING for somebody else
to remember those red dots! Maybe you and I being the
same age, we were the right age to be the ones to
'get' to squeeze the color into the margarine. --
Maren]
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
YES I REMEMBER THE Standard School Broadcast with
Acarmen Dragon and his Orchestra. That music time was
always very restful to me.
Patty
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>>From: Gerald Stein (66)
To: Earl Bennett (63)
Dave is a teacher in Puyallup, Wash. Maybe if
you e-mail him, he will join in. His e-mail address
is [deleted for privacy].
-Gerald Stein (66)
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)
Dan Wagenaar (67) died in Vietnam on 12 July 1968 -
U.S. Army
Dennis Huesties (67) - I saw Dennis at our 30th in
Aug. of 1997 and he was not doing well, but he was
there. We talked a bit at the reunion about Vietnam
and our experiences with being hit with shrapnel and
how such things alter one's life. I received an email
from his brother (Len 70) a few weeks back that Dennis
died in Jan. 1998 from complications of Agent Orange*
- U.S. Army
*To have the Veteran's Administration admit to a
soldier dying from Agent Orange exposure is a hurdle
of a great magnitude. Just take a look at the Desert
Storm soldier's medical problems due to chemical
exposure and governmental denial. It has never been
any easier for VietVets.
Growing up in Richland with a father that worked at
Hanford, I think the word exposure was the third
word out of my mouth after mommy and daddy.
There are several of us from the Class of 67 that were
involved in the Vietnam War, as expected due to our
graduation timing. Dan and Dennis are the only two
from our class that I know of that have died as a
direct cause of that conflict. I am not sure of Mark
Black's graduation year, but I recall him being a
couple of years older than us.
Rick Maddy (67)
***************
[Mark Black was class of '66 -- Maren]
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)
Regarding Richland area "water activity locations"...
yeah "beer falls" was a favorite, though overnamed
spot for us 70's ish thrill seekers also.... What I
remember as being the most fun though was the post
flood pools along the Columbia in the north end of
town. These pools, of course were great natural
breeding grounds for those HUGE 'squiters that brought
us those fog trucks. This was early, before the
flooding was well controlled by dams. These pools left
after the river level receded were just full of carp,
frogs and other "game"... (probably a little disease
as well!). I can remember wading around in this muck
spearing carp. It's a incredible that we didn't
contract every disease known!!! Any other carp hunters
out there?
Mike Franco (70)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/25/98
18 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
TO: Marc Franco (66)
Marc, I had Elane in the 5th grade and Martha
in the 4th grade at Jefferson. Boy could those two
stare you down with those black eyes. They were two of
my favorite little girls. I remember a swimming party
that your folks had, either for Elane or Martha, and
our whole class went. I was into wine making then and
so was your dad. Remember all those grapes he had in
the back yard? Dr. Franco and I began to discuss wine
making and he was really disappointed in that
particular batch. He let me taste it and I swear, it
was the finest tastin' wine vinegar that I have ever
tasted. I traded him a bottle of my wine, cherry, for
a bottle of the wine vinegar. And you know that was
the last bottle, I think, that he shared with anyone.
The botttle I brought home didn't last very long. I
saw your dad last week. He hasn't changed a bit. I
certainly have a great deal of respect for Dr. Franco.
Everyone does.
-Ralph Myrick (51)
==============================
>>From: Mary Kay (aka Kay) Mitchell Coates (52)
Thanks to you Ralph Myrick for reminding me
about the Village FoodcStore. Last June I retired from
the Richland School District and was working at the
Special Programs Add Bldg. I was the only Richland
"old timer" there, and was asked several times what
used to be housed in the building. I thought it was a
grocery store, but could not remember the name of it.
It was a bit out of my territory, as I grew up on
Williams Blvd. and went to Sacajawea. I only got up
by Marcus Whitman and the Village Food Store if I was
on a bike ride.
Speaking of bike rides - one of the favorites
for Carol Haynes (51) and I was to pack our lunch and
prepare for a day long adventure. We would ride our
bikes out to the "mole hill" in West Richland, climb
to the top, eat our lunch, explore a bit, and ride
home.
We also loved to go the the riding acadamey
and rent horses for $1 an hour. We had our favorites
- knew many of them by name. I do know, even the
"fast" ones left the barn very slowly, but when they
were turned around to head for "home", there was no
slowing them down. I was riding with Nonajean
Sterling (52) when we were about 14, and one of the
"fast" horses heading for the barn cut through
someone's backyard. The clothes line caught me just
under my chin and flipped me off the rear of the
horse. It knocked me out cold, and when I came to,
Nonajean was standing over me asking me if I was dead
or alive!! Funny thing is, my brother-in-law Jim
Coates, married the daughter of the fellow that ran it
all those years. He is still in the horse business,
and teaching Jim how to breed and sell quarter horses.
Anyone remember the "Brown Derby's" at the
Spudnut Shop? They were soooo good!! A plain spudnut
was filled with soft ice cream and then gobs of
chocolate syrup was flooded over the top of all of
it!! No one was counting fat calories back then!!
-Mary Kay (aka Kay) Mitchell coates (52)
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>>From: Al Parker (53)
Adding to what Jim Russell says: I believe the initial
building used by South Side United Protestant Church,
sponsored by the American Baptist Convention, was
"transplanted" from a military base where it had been
used as a chapel. I remember also, as Jim mentions,
the Ledbetters who pastored Southside Church and
Homer and (Elizabeth?) Goddard who Pastored the
Presbyterian sponsored Westside United Protestant
Church, the "Seekers" group there, and the ever
popular Reverend "Bob" (last name slips me) of the
Methodist sponsored Central United Protestant Church.
Regarding entertainers visiting our area back in the
early 50's how many remember Gorgeous George the
infamous, fancily attired pro wrestler who appeared
at the Kennewick baseball park? Some of us didn't
think he gave us as good a show as he should have when
he toured our area. In terms of "showmanship" he was
like the Liberace of wrestling in those days, although
Liberace actually came along later. About then also,
some of our parents were dancing to the tunes of Joe
Banana and And His Bunch at the Oriental Gardens in
Kennewick. There was also a popular entertainer in
those days who played the Hammond Organ at many
occasions, but I don't remember his name.
How many know how Pasco got it's name? Many years
before any of us even thought about habitating on this
planet, the Pacific Steamship Company had a building
and a loading/unloading dock on the Columbia River
where the town of Pasco is now. The company's
abrevieted logo, PASCO, was painted on the outside of
the building so that it could be easily seen by boats
bringing their cargos up river. Long before Pasco ever
became a town, traders and shippers and others
visiting the area, just referred to that docking
station as Pasco because that was the name that
appeared on the building, and it provided a convenient
and familiar reference to the location. As a
population began to build, the area was being referred
to as Pasco by so many people, that they started
getting mail using that name also. When a U.S. Post
Office was finally established there, having no other
name in particular with which to identify itself,
"Pasco" was chosen as the official post office
location name. As the sparse population grew and a
city became incorporated, the name was never changed.
-Al Parker (53)
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>>From: Millie Finch Gregg (54)
I guess we are proving to the medical
community that just because you "mature" and have many
"senior moments", we still have an active brain that
can remember lots of important information!!
I guess any of you out there know that if you
have a younger brother or sister they are always
"whining" if they are not included in the fun. Well,
when I recently told you I had two older brothers I
mistakenly did not mention that I have a younger
brother Mark Finch (62) and younger sister Mary Finch
(63). Well, I got a note from Mary chastising me!!
Please forgive me lil sis. (You see they are not
actually bro/sis to me, but when they came to live
with my family when they were 1 and 2 respectivly; we
have always considered each other family. I love them
very very much. Their dad was janitor at Jefferson
for years.
So Mary, why not, instead of just reading
this, send us some memories???
For the class of 54, does anyone remember this
event: At one of our sock hops after a football game,
Bob Crawford and I started doing the Charleston and
the next thing we knew everyone had formed a circle
watching us and then started throwing pennies at us!
I guess we were the only ones crazy enough to "act
up". Happy memories!
Thanks again you 2 for keeping this going.
Millie Finch Gregg (54)
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>>From: Art (aka Tom) Hughes (56)
Someone mentioned the floods. I remember that
one year the softball diamond in the park below the
Bus Station was flooded and they had a rowboat
softball game. All of the players were in row boats
and the hitter had to stand in the boat and hit the
ball. The ball floated and everyone had to row the
boats to chase the ball and run the bases. Everyone
stood up on the banks by the Bus Station to watch.
I also remember Eddie Feighner and His King
and His Court Softball team. He had a catcher and
three fielders and they played against regular 9 man
teams. He travelled all over the world giving shows.
He got his start in the Richland American Legion
Softball League. He was so good that people encouraged
him to turn professional.
Art (aka Tom) Hughes, Class of 56
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>>From: Gail Cherrington Hollingsworth (56)
Have had a few more memories.... Reading other
entries of Lewis and Clark, and our principal in those
days, Mr. Clark, reminded me of the revolving wood
structure in 'City Center?' in downtown, where some of
the gradeschool students, myself included, performed
christmas music while standing in a living christmas
tree formation, holding flashlights on the platform...
I can't remember if it was just kids from L & C or if
more schools were represented. Think I remember doing
it more than just one year. Please throw me a
lifeline, anyone, are there others out there with a
memory of this holiday performance?
Also, about the Campbell's Market on Comstalk,
....it also had a little cutout window in the rear of
the store, where we could go and get penny candy... in
those days, for a penny you could get anywhere from 3
to 5 pieces.... those days being about 1950, I think.
Used to go to the store with my friend, Annette, we
both lived just 2 or 3 blocks from the store, and
visit a really nice lady in the bakery who would give
us broken 'divinity cookies'. Kitty corner from that
Market was the home of the Haag family.... one of the
daughters, Helen, was a classmate and friend of mine.
And as has been stated before, her dad was Principal
of Col. hi.
By's burgers.... Since we lived down by the 'ROSE
Bowl' and walked to Carmichael and later Col Hi.... we
naturally had to pass it and get a cup of our favorite
ice cream to eat the rest of the way home.. 'Nuther
memory : walking home from the swimming pool, munching
on a bag of freshly popped corn.
No one seems to want to stress the downsides of
living in the Atomic City, but some of us do have less
than happy memories of the Tri-Cities. I have lost my
husband, who lived in Kennewick, and my father-in-law,
as well as my grandmother-in-law, to Cancer of one
kind or another. I have also lost my Dad (who worked
as a Machinist, tool'n'die maker, {after being trained
by Dupont in Denver} all the rest of his working life
at Hanford) and my Mom to Cancer. I have no definite
idea that any of these were caused by living in
Richland, but I certainly have my suspicions..... I
might add, that my father-in-law also worked at
Hanford, in the motor pool as a Mechanic.
My apologies for letting this entry be a downer,
but the reality is that life is not always pleasant,
even in Pleasantville.
Ah.... one more memory, hoping to find just at
least one other oldster like myself who remembers.....
the 5 and dime perfume.... Blue Waltz.. I still
remember the way it smells.... I think... seems to
have been something close to the Jade East cologne
they came out with for men in the 70s. Everytime
someone brings up 'Tangee' lipstick, it reminds me of
'Blue Waltz perfume'.
Maren..... you have my permission to edit out the
sadness if you wish, as I don't want to take everyone
down..... just felt I needed to shed a few sad
memories.
-Gail Cherrington Hollingsworth (56)
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>>From Jim Russell (58)
TO: Al Parker (53) and Lee (BeegByte)
I, too, remember the term "Bremerton Houses" in North
Richland, and that they had come over from Bremerton.
(I was not sufficiently aware of the economic downturn
to understand WHY these houses were transplanted...but
then, weren't we ALL transplanted? Seems natural.)
Southside United Protestant Church (SSUP), and I think
a few other churches, were also building transplants
from Bremerton. I know as a regular attender and
ultimate member of Southside, I would follow the lines
with my eyes where the building was cut to later be
reassembled. There wasn't a lot else to do for a
youngster sitting in those hard wooden pews during the
Sunday sermon.
My favorite pastor at Southside was Rev. Ledbetter,
who seemed to have a special rapport with the kids. I
also enjoyed visiting Westside (WSUP) on occasion, and
enjoyed Rev. Goddard and the Westside kids.
-Jim Russell (58)
==============================
>>From: Bill Craddock (61)
I haven't seen anything about a "lengendary
figure from the 50's/60's - - "THE SANDMAN" = = that
mythical guy in army jacket who harrassed young
couples and had sand in his pockets to throw into the
eyes of anyone who tried to get at him. I don't have
any personal recollections but the memory of lots of
"tales" makes me think that there may be some others
who do. I remember that there were lots of stories.
Anyone have any to share? Was he real? -- or just a
myth?
-Bill Craddock (61)
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>>From: Diane Grunwald Greer (63)
---my first time to enter into these chat
sessions! Only because my boss is out of town!!
Wouldn't it be neat if our graduation pictures were
next to our names on these. A suggestion - keep your
Class Album next to your computer so you can look up
classmates. We post menopause men and women have
short term memory loss. Yes, men have it too!!
Interesting that men secrete more estrogen than women
after 50. Just thought I'd throw in a new topic other
than what happened in Richland back then.
I've lived in California since 1973... and
California is kind of like a country unto itself; more
progressive in its thinking, yet less conservative
then I would like to see. Love to chat with anyone on
anything. My new daughter-in-law has the job
responsible for arranging interface between Silicon
Valley and the President's fund-raising events -
Hillary and Bill are visiting here tomorrow and she
can't get anyone interested in attending. Or subjects
like - the median priced home here is now $380,000
just for a 3 bedroom 1,400 home. Or does anyone like
golf? My company just built Cinnabar Hills Golf
Course, San Juan Oaks Golf Course, and about to build
more. I have two kids getting married in October -
two weddings the same month!!! There, lots of topics
to talk on. Have a great Day!
-Diane Grunwald Greer (63)
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>>From: Earl Bennett (63)
Red dot in the margerine bag - an early lesson in
taking turns with sisters one and two years younger,
but the memory is from South Dakota before we moved to
Richland in 1951. Not sure why we wanted the
privilege so badly - maybe the same tactile pleasure
that makes playing in the mud inevitable for nearly
all children. Maybe Richland too, but not in conscious
memory. Also, South Dakota was cold enough that the
delivered milk bottles would have a bit of frozen
cream at the top by the time we brought it in - also
had to take turns with this treat.
Celebreties - Bonnie Guitar used to have
regular gigs, I think, but that was after I had moved
back East. I loved her voice. One of my uncles, I'm
told, used to try to sing with her, though probably
not invited.
Bless you, Maren, I see you even take time to
do minor editing for understandability. Are you
permanently joined to your keyboard?
Hope to see a few of you next week as I visit Mom.
-ecb3
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>>From: Ron Richards (63)
Gary:
You (and I know your wife, too) and Maren are
doing a great job with the Almuni Sandstorm. How much
time do you spend at this? Would you care for some
help in at least defraying expenses? I pay more for
the Denver Post and the Peninsula (Port Angeles) Daily
News for less enjoyment.
I've been waiting for more recollections from
the outdoor sportsman element (not necessarily the
Columbia River submarine race watchers, Kenny W.).
One of the best things about Richland from my
perspective (among several best things) was the
hunting and fishing available at your back door. And
finally, a true sportsman writes. Mike Franco's
comments brought back great memories of years of carp
hunting along the Columbia River. But Mike, if you
graduated in '70, you missed the truly great years. I
probably did too, even graduating in '63. But it was
still fun. Tough competition though, trying to keep
up with guys like Kirk Galbrith. He had the quickest,
sharpest, three-pronged spear in the west! And the
carp were dangerous! One day I was charged by at
least a twenty pounder. As it streaked between my
legs in a foot or so of brown, muddy, flood water, in
a desparate effort to defend myself, I drove my slow,
dull, three-pronged spear toward the critter.
Unfortunately for me, but fortunately for the carp, my
spear became embedded in my calf muscle rather than in
the carp.
There were less dangerous means of getting
carp. At the old ferry landing north of where the
water pumping station now exists the boom logs trapped
a foamy, frothy collection of bugs and muck on the
surface of the water. The carp would come up to this
foam, sort of swim upside down for awhile just below
the surface of the water, and suck this succulent mass
of protein into their massive mouths. It took an
extremely talented sportsman to aim a bare hook
directly into the carp's mouth as it was feeding away.
Perhpas the most fun was wrestling the beasts
out of the old reservoir just west of where the water
pumping station now exists. Probably best known for
the largemouth bass that the Richland Rod & Gun Club
raised there (and which we would catch when the police
weren't looking), this reservoir also harbored really
huge carp. Occasionally it would be drained to the
point where there was only a foot or two of water,
together with a foot or two of mud, remaining in the
reservoir. When that happened, we would wallow around
in the filth until we located a carp partially
entombed in the mud. We would then try to grab it by
the gills, pick it up, and throw it out onto the
ground. Sometimes we were successful, sometimes the
carp were successful. One carp in particular,
conservatively estimated at sixty pounds, was
especially successful. It always ended up flipping us
on our backs into the grime.
Well, Mike, I'll bet most of our alumni
friends didn't really understand what a large part
carp played in the upbringing of those of us who lived
along the rivers (you know the Yakima had great carp
hunting and fishing, too). I'll also bet they are
getting really bored with this. So I won't go into
the many related stories, including stories on how
carp were really good to eat if you just cut out the
red meat; how carp constantly ended up on the roof of
Walt Kirkpatrick's garage; and how a sucker ended up
in Calvin Gentle's desk and went undetected for
several days (some of which stories I of course only
know second hand and some of which I am sure we are no
longer too proud). One of these days I would like to
hear some salmon and steelhead tales. The Columbia and
the Snake were the best in the world for salmon and
steelhead fishing and it went very much unappreciated.
The damming of the rivers, clearcutting, grazing, and
irrigation, all practiced very irresponsibly, have
ruined the fish runs and have made the rivers not
quite what they were. I did not include overfising as
a cause of the ruination of the fish runs. Overfishing
is not a cause. Overfishing is (maybe now, was) the
BPA's, the Forest Service's, and the logger's excuse
(everybody is learning). The run in the worst
condition, the Snake River sockeye, was and is not
fished at all. The run in the best condition, the
Hanford Reach chinook, was and is fished the most. And
to think how wonderful we were told the dams would be.
Does anyone remember JFK dedicating Ice Harbor Dam?
Because of the crowds attending that, it took Carolyn
Roe and me at least four hours to get back from that
dedication. Although not without its beneftis, as
with so many other things, the system of dams would
have been better (and still can be better) with a
little more thought put into its construction and
operation. It would help if Slade Gorton would stop
hindering the efforts to restore the fish runs (both
on the Elwha River and in the Columbia Basin) and
start helping. Whew, was that a political statement?
Anyway, think about it, eastern Washington can have
all that which it now has, and it can have the fish
runs back also.
So thanks for the carp hunting stories, Mike.
The river was great. We made the most of it every day
(and night - tell us your stories, Kenny W.). And
where are the waterfowl hunters? On Wednesdays (which
along with weekends and holidays were "goose days")
from October through January I was usually so sick I
could not go to school. All I could do was barely
crawl out of bed and drag myself (and the Hyatts)
down to Columbia Park to shoot geese from behind a
picnic table blind. It was just like a private
hunting club. And where are the upland bird hunters?
I know Rob Hills must remember the time when Joe
Kaveckis parted his hair with a shotgun blast as a
covey of chukars flew up one sunny March day as we
were hunting rabbits (and if the opportunity presented
itself, chukars) below Badger Mountain. Now for those
true rabbit hunters who only shot rabbits from the
hood of a car driving wildly through sagebrush late at
night with a .22 rifle in one hand and a cool Miller's
in the other hand (we knew that game, too), don't be
too dismayed at the thought of hunting rabbits with a
shotgun. How else could you hunt chukars in March?
And speaking of chukar hunting, does anyone know where
the best 610 square mile semi-private hunting club was
located and what it was called. Dave Simpson knows.
His Dad was responsible for patrolling it.
Keep the good stories coming.
Ron Richards (63)
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>>From: Max Nicholson (64)
DON GANA (64) MENTIONED STRAWBERRY ISLAND THE
OTHER DAY. WAS THIS A GOOD TIME FOR ALL
WHO ATTENDED? GUESS SEVERAL WOULD GO WATER
SKIING.
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Yes I remember when I was very young, the
margarine in a bag with the red dot to turn it yellow.
And sometime in grade school sugar watering my
petticoat. I always wanted a hoop skirt too. Or did I
get one? And eating pieces of fizzies, bubbling my
whole mouth up, in Sunday school. Mrs. Myrtle Myers
had her hands full with us Junior girls. And noticing
a big blister on the bottom of my foot from walking
across Van Giesen barefoot in the Summer. And walking
to the Lutheran Church from Jason Lee to Brownies
which I never did really like much, and didn't stay in
very long. We made brownies and aprons. Huh... And
that funny feeling when you went up to the Jason Lee
playground to play -- in the Summer. Also picked
cherries from the trees on the school grounds. And
walking ALL THE WAY TO WESTGATE grocery from
McPherson. And swinging in the Navy hammock in my
backyard and singing at the top of my lungs, totally
oblivious, until my neighbor Mr. Bryson made a comment
to me, something like "you sure do like to sing". I
was so embarrassed. And in Jr.Hi, stopping at Marion
Perkins' house on the way home from Chief Jo and
staying til dark and my Mom would finally call to say
come home. And walking to the swimming pool, getting
halfway there and realizing Skippy my dog was with me.
If I didn't take him home he would end up going in and
jumping in the pool. Yeah, I used to go to the Spudnut
Shop as a kid, now my Dad is one of the geezers who
goes there in the morning. Or at least was for a
while. Funny.....
-Patty
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>>From: Bob DeGraw (66)
TO: Earl Bennett (63)
My name might be familier because you were in the
same class as my brother Rick DeGraw (63). As for the
Flumes, on one occasion a bunch of us went out and
were having a great time. Chris Boulange was getting
up on the wall and diving in! That had to be a 30'
dive at least. Charlie Burke (66) went down and off
the end. As he was going down he had his arms straight
out to balance himself. When he hit the water he
dislocated his shoulder. It was sticking out pretty
far and looked pretty bad. We jumped in the car and
headed into town and as we were going it popped back
into place.
-Bob DeGraw (66)
============================
>>From: Erin Owens Hyer (66)
Greetings from Erin Owens Hyer '66
Al Parker mentioned Mr. Oldberg and Thrifty
Drug. So I have to jump in. My dad was the manager of
Pennywise Drug which was part of the Thrifty chain.
He worked for Mr. Oldberg from about 1947 until 1968
or so. Mr. Oldberg was from Bremerton and at one time
owned 40+ stores. There were several in the Tri-
Cities. Richland had Uptown Thrifty, Downtown Thrifty
and Pennywise. Downtown burned, as mentioned.
Pennywise also had a fire when I was grade school age.
The roof was heavily damaged. I will never forget
that smell. Spent lots of hours there during the
following "fire sale". Pennywise had a coal furnace.
It always fascinated me to go with dad when he stoked
the furnace. There was also a barber shop and beauty
shop attached to the store. And of course, the
fountain. I practically grew up in that store. Dad
used to go on buying trips for Christmas and bring me
the latest in stuffed animals. My collection has only
just recently been passed on. Dad left Thrifty when
he bought Prescription Pharmacy on Swift. He and "Old
Man" Oldberg always remained friends, but he was not
easy to work for. My dad was great to work for. I
worked summers during college with him at the
Pharmacy. He was a great teacher. When dad first
became ill, Richard Kuck bought the Pharmacy from him.
Richard had apprenticed with dad at Pennywise when he
was first out of college. He now owns the Pharmacy
which has moved into the new Corrado Building. Mr.
Olberg has passed away, as has my dad. Uptown Thrifty
dried up, too. Clyde Phelps helped close it down. He
had been a drug salesman years ago and helped Mr.
Oldberg alot. Clyde died following a car accident he
was involved in with my mother. I guess I rambling
too much. Didn't mean to get so personal. That is
what I know of Mr. Oldgerg and Thrifty Drug.
-Erin Owens Hyer (66)
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[Erin -- I had all but forgotten than 'fire sale' at
Pennywise.... the memory popped right back, though!
THANKS!! --Maren]
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>>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato (67)
I've really enjoy getting the Sandstorm!!!
Brings back so many memories. I don't live in Richland
anymore.. havn't since I left high school. But come to
visit 2 or 3 times a year... I still have alot of
family there. Havn't ever been to any of the
reunions... bad timing. We live in Southern Calif. now
for 13 years my husband is still in the military but
will retire in Feb. with 30 years. I've enjoyed this
life we've been many places but have settled for many
years. I wonder how many people read the Sandstorm???
Of course we all remember ZIPs and I use to like to go
to Artic Circle, Spudnut Shop, Densow Drugs, horseback
riding, I always tell my kids how far I use to walk to
school (no back packs then) now they can't walk two
blocks!!!!
Hello to everyone.
-Penny McAllister D'Abato (67)
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[Penny--Have currently lost track of how many Bombers
get the Sandstorm... ALMOST more new ones every day
than I can keep track of -- A BUNCH, though... --
Maren]
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>>From: Mike Figg (70)
Al Parker talked about the soda fountain in
Uptown that must have been Rexall Drugs. He mentions
going left from the Spudnut Shop and around the
corner. If one was coming out of the Spudnut Shop then
it would be to the RIGHT! If one was facing the
Spudnut Shop then there would be no choice but to go
into the Spudnut Shop. Depak Chopra would probably say
there is no right or left when Spudnuts are straight
ahead. You don't even want to know what Freud would
say about going right or left when Spudnuts are
straight ahead.
A few people have mentioned Garmo's. Where was
this? When I asked my mother about the
Campbell's/Mayfair/Lucky question at the corner of
MacMurray and GWW she mentioned that she thought it
was originally Garmo's. And what about the market next
to the Rexall in Uptown. I have very faint memories
about it. I remember it being a market but more of a
inner city type than the usual Campbell's or Safeway
of the day.
I remember well the cesspools and back water
that Mike Franco mentioned. I think even before the
Kiels and Mathias had a joint dock there was
backwater inlet like this in about the same place.
Surrounded by weeds and not more than about 1 or 1.5
feet deep. Lots of frogs, carp and an occaisonal dead
salmon.
-Mike Figg (70)
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>>From: Susy Rathjen Whitney (71)
Re: Irene Goodnight
I too, had Mrs. Lester, but for 6th grade. I
remember the story she told, about how her husband was
a war hero. He was onboard a ship, when Pearl Harbor
was hit. As I recall, he was below somewhere, the ship
was sinking, and he helped other men get out and he
didn't make it out himself. Does anyone remember if
this is the correct story? (One of my kids had her
daughter as a teacher a few years ago, at Col-Hi.) As
for Mr. Clarkson, I never "saw" a spanking machine,
but it stirs a memory.
Susy Rathjen Whitney '71
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/26/98
9 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
I was one of the first employees at the
Spudnut Shop. I loved working there! Never really
cared for the Spudnuts, but loved to make up Brown
Derbys. My treat was a small hot fudge sundae at the
end of my shift. Good thing I didn't work there too
long because I would have become a blimp!
Someone mentioned the old Riding Academy. Do
I ever remember that place. We'd go out whenever we
had some money. I never learned how to ride and
always seemed to get the slowest nag.... that is until
we turned around and headed for the barn. I was
thrown more than once!!
Does anyone remember Mr. Juricich? He taught
driving. His favorite trick was to take us down behind
the big hotel on the river. As we would start up the
grade to George Washington Way, he'd stall the car!
Scared the heck out of me at the time, but the
training proved very helpful later. He also had a
"thing" about girls and their lack of knowledge about
football. So he made that part of his class, teaching
us all the positions, their duties, etc. At the time
I thought of this as so boring, but it really helped
since I am married to a football fanatic!
Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
Another memory that came to mind was the bombing
range. Gerald Hostetler (51) and I use to ride up
Bombing Range Hill to look for unexploted bombs. We
found a lot of five pounders. They were smoke bombes.
We then looked for agates and found millions of them.
As a matter of fact I still have some of them. I can
remember sitting on top of our prefab at 325 Rossell
Ave and watching the Navy dive bombers practice
bombing. I remember another incident that happened
before the war was over. Japan was sending big
balloons that carried bombs that use the air currents
to get where they were going which could be anywhere.
There was a balloon adrift over Hanford and I saw Navy
fighters shoot it down. They thought it could be one
of these bombs. It turned out to be a weather balloon
that went astray. I'll never forget that. One not so
good memory. As Gerald and I were returning home
after a bike ride to the bombing range, we were going
down bombing range hill hell bent for leather when
Gerald hit a chuck hole (it was a dirt road then) bent
the hell out of his frame and skinned him pretty bad.
We had to carry the bike all the way back to Richland.
Gerald recovered and now is a retired United Airlines
pilot living somewhere in Texas, I think San Antonio.
The good ole days.
-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Dick Wight (52)
Re: "Nurse Wight murder
Kay Mitchell Coates ('52) called and then
sent me a bunch of stuff on the "Nurse White" murder
in '60. Her real name was Edna Burke Wight. She was
my stepmother, married to my father in '46 about the
time she was released from the Army as a WW II nurse.
We lived in Ellensburg and moved to Richland in '48.
Dad was a captain on the Richland fire department,
later asst. chief and then chief until he retired in
'71 or so. He died at Kadlec Hospital in '78 from
complications of an infection following surgery. Edna
was the victim of a woman who apparently thought she
was entering the home of a psychiatrist name Dr. Such
who lived across the street. She apparently went into
some sort of rage and killed my stepmother with a
knife (never found) and by strangulation. She was
never a suspect (as best I know) until she described
the murder during therapy in the mid '70's in
California, where (I'm told) she was permanently
institutionalized. The Richland police told dad, and
he agreed that extradiciton and trying her was a
waste. The father of Rod Linkous ('53) was lead
investigator on the case and died in the early '60's
wthout being able to solve it, though he tried
mightily. He was my father's friend through it all,
which speaks to the senseless rumors that my father
was a suspect or involved in any way.
Edna and my father are buried side-by-side in
the small cemetary just SW of the "uptown" district.
Can't remember the street name, but my most recent
visit to the grave site was about 2 weeks ago.
There are much more pleasant memories of my
Col High years than this one, and I'd hope it slips
away from the Sandstorm web site. It was sensational,
shocking etc..... but even worse for those of us in
the family. Dad and I loved "Eddie". She was a good
person, a great surgical nurse at Kadlec, and a
senseless victim of a meaningless crime. One
speculator mentioned the theory the killer went to
Eddie for drugs. Rediculous. Strong coffee was too
much for her!!
Anyhow, I'll share more pleasant memories in
the future.
-Richard "Dick" Wight '52
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>>From: Denis Sullivan (62)
I don't remember all the call letters for the
radio station, but I think the rival station (KALE?)
to KORD used to advertise itself as: "The station
that doesn't run down at sundown". I think KORD's
license only allowed it to be on the air during
daylight hours.
One of those stations was the first to
broadcast in that new thing called STEREO. You had to
have two radios --separated from each other with you
in the middle for maximum effect -- each tuned to a
separate frequency, probably one AM, the other FM.
Between the two of them you got STEREO. Remember how
exaggerated the stereo effect was in those days?
-Denis Sullivan (62)
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[Dennis--I remember thinking "Is this IT?" --Maren]
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>>From: Cappy Haines (63) (cecil haines)
never heard response!
Do you remember the Columbia River Park MTA (midnight
timing association) Does it still function?
Cap 63
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>>From: Don Winston (63)
I wondered when someone would start on the deal with
squishing the red dye into the otherwise white
margarine. I can remember it being a big family event
(was our family just entertainment-deprived?) with
myself and my three older sisters.
The story I was later told by my parents was that the
"real butter" lobby had successfully introduced a law
that margarine could not be sold colored to look like
butter -- as if anyone would really mistake one for
the other after tasting margarine. Remember, this was
before Fabio. Anyway, the deal was that if you bought
margarine, it had to be that sick white color, with
the color introduced by the customer crushing the red
dot of color and kneading the color throughout the bag
to make the stuff yellow.
I can remember not talking about this publicly, as I
was under the impression that people like us who used
margarine were somehow 2nd class citizens to those who
used real butter. Life was so weird back then --and
maybe now too.
Thanks,
Don Winston, Class of '63
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>>From: Ron Richards (63)
Re: Cyprinus carpio
TO: Richard Twedt (64)
Richard:
Thanks for the note, it's good to hear from you.
Yes, I just had to look up the scientific name for
carp. With the "edu" tag on your e-mail address I
thought you would appreciate it. I assume you are at
Cheney. A nice place to be. My sister got a degree
there - I think in urban planning. What is your job
there?
It's amazing we all survived the carp wars. BB
guns were probably as bad as spears. I just have to
look at the scar on my right thumb to remember that.
Somehow, someway, hunting the elusive robbin (or maybe
the wily sparrow) one day the trigger of my BB gun
gashed the bottom of my right thumb and pinned it
between the trigger and the lever or some other part
of the gun in that area. It must have taken five
minutes to free my thumb from that position - all the
time while it was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, I
was only a few houses from home. I'm not sure I would
have made it if I had as far as you did to run.
When I impaled my leg with the spear, it really
didn't even bleed. I think I just grabbed a willow
leaf and applied it as a bandage and kept on carp
hunting (these days they probably would have operated
and given me rabies and tetanus shots). I can
certainly understand your friends being so engrossed
in carp hunting that they ignored your injury. Do you
remember their names?
You know, these days we both would have had good
class action suits against Daisy, and whoever made
those three pronged spears, for defective and/or
inherently dangerous products. Probably the carp, the
robbins, and the sparrows would have too, but maybe
just for inherently dangerous products. I'm not sure
that would have helped us a lot, other than
financially, but it might have helped the carp, the
robbins, and the sparrows.
All I remember about hunting carp across from the
riding academey is that by the time I got the news on
how good it was all the action was over. Sort of like
my first couple of years commercial salmon fishing in
Alaska.
Most of our carp hunting on the Yakima was at its
mouth - a long, hot, bike ride from home but usually
worth it once we got there. On the other hand, I did
a lot of carp fishing (not always by design, usually
because I could not catch any bass) on the Yakima
underneath the West Richland Bridge. That's where I
picked up the hot tip on carp being good to eat if you
cut out the red meat. It came from an old friend from
Pasco who was always there casting doughballs for
carp. I think he threw away everything else that he
caught.
We actually tried to do that one time - cut out
the red meat and try eating the carp that is. By the
time we had butchered the poor thing beyond
recognition there wasn't much left, certainly no red
meat. But it wasn't one of those things that really
made your mouth water so we tossed it up on Walt
Kirkpatrick's roof (or somebody did) and left it at
that.
I do have some riding academy hunting memories -
just not carp hunting memories. More like being
hunted by a stable guy for hunting on the stable's
pasture. But also for hunting gophers with pellet
guns there - I think that was the best place around.
Did you try that? I think maybe once I tried hunting
some wasps there after my sister's head collided with
a hive one day as she was riding her horse through the
grove of trees at the end of the long path just before
you went up the hill towards the Indian graves. Not a
nice picture, I think she ended up in the hospital for
a week with about a hundred stings.
It was nice hearing from you. Since I'm not
retired yet, and hopefully never will be, I best get
back to work.
-Ron Richards (63)
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
Forgot what little league it was.... American? Fred
Van Wyck was the coach of the Desert Inn team. How
many years did you put up with those kids? His own
son Jimmy Van Wyck(66) was probably the best pitcher I
ever saw, at the LL level. Jim later played for the
AAA Portland Mavs. It was about that time he met Kurt
Russell(?), who got him into movie production.
.... Denny Smith (63) was perhaps the 'most scary'
fellow to bat against. (FAST!) I do remember Cris
Fletcher(65) pitching against Lamont Warden (65)...
now, there was a mismatch. Cris was 6' 2" at age 12
and Lamont.... well, considerably shorter. Mike Botu
(65) probably hit more home runs than most any little
leaguer at the time and Don Parsons (64) hit the
longest ball I ever saw.
..... speaking of Donny Parsons (64), he never played
high school basketball but while at CBC, B high school
star, Byron Beck (10 years or so with the Denver team)
helped him with his game and he played 2 great years
of ball for CBC and 2 more over in Montana.
..... A most greatful thanks to Raymond Stein (64) who
epitomized 'Bomber Basketball'. Ray, it was a joy for
us to watch you outjump Ted Weirman. 5' 10" or so
going against 6' 10"..... you brought us 'Bomber
Mania' for 3 years in the 60s. Thank You!
..... moving a different direction..... 'carping' was
brought to it's heights right behind the boat houses
of the Behymers', Charettes, Roaches', Donnells' &
Buchanans'. 'The Swamp', or so it became after the
river receded in the spring, spawned thousands of
those fish. We used to dig a trench to drain the area
and catch the minnows. Took a few home to the fish
bowl but Mom spotted after a week or so.....
..... anyone remember Mark Browne (64-deceased) who
was forever spinning the ring on his finger? Mark
played a lot of 'jack & jill' football during our
junior and senior years.
(;-)
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Matt Crowley (75)
I've been reading your online "Sandstorm" for
about a week now, thoughtfully forwarded to me by a
friend in Richland. It's great! Growing up in
Richland was a unique experience that I wouldn't trade
for anything.
So far I haven't seen anyone mention two old
stores that used to be so well-known at Uptown: The
Elite Shop and Hughes. I remember my mom had an
account at the latter, and whenever she shopped there
she'd just tell the sales lady to put it on her
account: no exchange of money or credit card ever
took place. No one does business like that anymore!
I went to kindergarten at Jason Lee (in the
afternoon, Mrs. Horning was the teacher), but like
hundreds and hundreds of future Bombers I went to
Christ the King School from first through eighth
grades. Hey, former CK 59's, how many of you are
still out there?!
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Alumni Sandstorm Rhetoric - 9/26/98
12 Bombers responded to Rhetoric
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Bomber apologies to all that this even got started. In the spirit of
fairness, everyone needs a chance to put in their two cents worth, so
have at it. After the issue on the 29th those of you who would rather
see political rhetoric than Bomber Memories will have to express
themselves some place else. SPUDNUTS FOREVER!!!
Having said that, the following are the ADDITIONS and
the responses to them:
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ADDITION #1 intended for the 9/24/98 Alumni Sandstorm
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>>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
Speaking of mushroom clouds, bombs, and bombers
(land as an early Richland resident (1944), a 'Col
High' graduate, 'Col High' former teacher, and now
loyal Hanford employee): Despite how noble our
contribution to peace may have been, I would be
pleased to see these symbols of death and destruction
disassociated from the schools in which we educate our
children. Anyone out there share my view?
Irene de la Bretonne Hays
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>>From: Dick Wight (52)
I disagree entirely. History is history. No
need to change it, but best to understand it for what
is was then, not what it seems now. It was part of my
heritage as well. It's akin to trying to change any
ethnic references in team names (Indians, Chiefs) or
mascot names (Cougars, "Hogs") as being demeaning to
the source of the names.
The worst example I ever encountered was the
traditional mascot name at the community college in
Port Angeles, where the name was "Pirate Pete" and
depicted a one-legged pirate with a wooden peg leg and
an eye patch. Some over-zealous person(s) decided
that was demeaning to handicapped people. I rather
thought it was inspirational. The detractor lost hands
down after wasting valuable energy on a cause of no
consequence.
Press on if you wish, but I suggest that the
problems of the future are much more urgent than the
symbols of our high school years 40-50 years ago.
Respectfully,
Richard Wight '52
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>>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62)
Few do. NOT ME>!!!
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>>From: Ron Richards (63)
TO: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61):
There certainly are some people out there who
share your views. One of them has been too busy
writing carp hunting stories (one of which included a
subliminal plea for help in restoring the salmon runs)
to take on anything else. And maybe we were afraid if
we uttered a contrarian view we would be nuked.
Seriously, though, it is one thing to be proud of
our parents assisting in ending WW II. It is another
thing, however, to portray the bomb to our kids as a
device for which one should have a warm, fuzzy,
feeling. I think the bomb logo or mascot (I hope now
"former logo or mascot") has a tendency to do that.
And that is not good.
It was also one thing to drop the bomb when
nobody else had one. It is also now another thing to
drop the bomb when everybody else has them. It would
certainly lead to mutually assured destruction. That
is the official reason for now having the bombs.
Anyway, I think it is now time to dwell more on a
secure future and what good things can lie ahead,
rather to dwell on an unfortunate time in the past
when we had to drop the bomb to end an unfortunate
war. Having a new logo or mascot would be a small
step in the right direction.
You should be congratulated for asserting your
opinion.
All this from one who directly manufactured
hyhydrogen bomb pods at Rocky Flats, Colorado, for a
couple of years. It was interesting work and a great
way for a chemical engineer to apply his training -you
could work with plutonium as a liquid, a gas, or a
solid, and also in solution. But there are really
better ways to apply our resources.
Ron Richards ('63)
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>>From: Patty Stordahl
Actually to Irene regarding death &
destruction. If Pearl Harbor wouldn't have happened,
Hiroshima wouldn't have happened. Read through some
of the vet's attitudes and what really saved their
lives was the bombing. It is a piece of history I am
proud of and the war would have gone on forever and
killed way many more of innocent lives without it. I,
for one, am very proud of this life saving image. I
chose to look at it from a positive light. I feel that
the TV is much more destructive and we put it in our
very home and surround our furniture to focus on that
one particular piece of furniture. I personally have
purchased one TV in my life and gave it away. That to
me is much more draining and destructive to our minds
and youth than a school symbol.
I am sorry that you look at the device which
ended the war as bad. I for one am proud to be a
BOMBER. and, yes, I still glow at night from the
uranium and plutonium found in the Columbia drinking
water. That may account for my sense of loyalty.
-Patty Stordahl
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)
Re: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
<>
No
It depends on your perception. They are also symbols
of a noble contribution to peace - ours. If we need to
get rid of something associated with violence and the
possible destruction of someone's life that lurks in
American high school's, let's start with football and
not their mascot, or symbols.
Rick Maddy (67)
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>>From: Dan Henry (68)
I'm sorry, Irene, but people take everything too
literally any more. Shall we make the Pasco Bulldogs
change their name because a few dog bites have
occurred or The Lions because lions may kill to eat?
I'm proud to be a bomber alumni and a change is not
necessary. Lighten up people. The violence found in
the kids today has nothing to do with whether their
school symbol is a bomb or an indian or a lion or a
dog. It has to do with the values we instill in them.
I remember a lot of times when Pasco dropped the bomb
on us and they didn't need the name to do it. I
myself can't believe that it's now Richland High, I
thought Columbia High was just fine. Sometimes change
is good and sometimes it is just unnecessary.
Dan Henry
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>>From: William Porter (68)
Irene, lets remove any reference to war from the
curriculum. We shouldn't be teaching about death and
destruction. Its just a name and a lot more ominous
and scary than Lions and Tigers. Now, I might vote for
a name like the Toxic Waste Dumps, wouldn't that be
appropriate, or The Mostly White Kids instead of a
name like Redskins. Actually the more opposition by
adults to the name usually breeds more allegiance to
it by the students. All us grads will always be
Bombers. If the present classes want to make a change,
that's fine. I see no reason for any 'adult' to impose
a name on the present class. Let it be their choice. I
kinda wish they'd change the school song to Randy
Newman's "Political Science"....
"Boom goes London, Boom Paree, more room for you and
more room for me, they all hate us anyhow, so lets
drop the big one now". It would be a lot more fun to
sing than the dirge we have now. I always admired the
class of 66 for picking "We Gotta Get Out of This
Place" as their class song.
-William L. Porter (68)
"The right to suffer is one of the joys of a free economy"
-Howard Pyle, aide to Pres. Eisenhower
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ADDITION #2 intended for the 9/24/98 Alumni Sandstorm
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>>From: Marc Franco (66)
Mr. Barger- this is not a political forum, and I don't
want to turn it into one. But I cannot allow you to
say something that is flatly untrue. The American
citizens of Japanese ancestry were NOT given a chance
to "prove" their loyalty; they were NOT give a chance
to sign papers of some sort; all American citizens of
Japanese descent were carted off to concentration
camps- period. They were given no choice of any kind-
I don't know where you got such an idea. After the
illegal incarceration of loyal citizens (there is no
record of any sabotage of any type during the entire
war of any of these citizens) many of them lost all
their belongings and possessions upon their return
home. This was NOT a proud moment of our history. The
people incarcerated in the camps were NOT loyal
citizens of the Emperor- they were Americans.
PS- I am not Japanese.
Marc Franco (70)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
I have been reading the messages with a
political overtone with great interest. My children
and I have discussed the dropping of the bombs on
Japan many times and we are on two different sides.
While I am not in favor of using such weapons of mass
destruction, I don't believe that we, the children and
grandchildren of the people involved with the decision
to use the bombs have the right to second guess them.
They were doing what they thought was right and
appropriate at the time. Remember that "hindsight is
20/20", according to that ancient sage. I hope that
we and our children have learned a great lesson from
that war and that we will never put our world in that
kind of jeopardy again.
Regarding the interment of the Japanese -- I
think that is a shameful part of our country's
history. My son said the other day that they have not
studied that subject yet (he is a junior). My great
grandfather was a young German immigrant in the
midwest at the beginning of the war. It was not easy
for him, but because he didn't look different, there
was a difference. My mother has talked about going to
high school in Seattle during the war. All the
military age young men were going off to the war and
the Japanese students (there were quite a few in her
high school) were sent away.
It was a time that I hope we never have to
repeat. We should remember with sadness and learn.
Another old sage said "Those who don't learn from
history are doomed to repeat it." I hope we have
learned.
I lost my dad two and a half years ago to liver
failure. He didn't drink or do anything else that
would cause the disease. Maybe he got it here, maybe
not. He worked at Hanford during the war and as a
mechanic and millwright after. He never blamed his
employers for his illness to any of us. He trusted
that they were doing all they knew how to keep
everyone safe. We have learned a lot about nuclear
safety in the last 50 years.
Working at Hanford provided us with a
wonderful life, a great home town and lots of good
friends. I prefer to look ahead not to dwell on the
past. Maybe I am too much of an optimist for some
people. But it works for me.
Now one more thing before I get off my
soapbox. The mushroom cloud and the bomb -- maybe it
is not politically correct to have a weapon of mass
destruction as a logo. Is it anymore politically
correct to be "devil worshipers" as is the case with
Walla Walla. Oh, maybe it isn't the same. What about
the "fighting Irish" of Notre Dame? That could be
judged an ethnic slur. Lets not sweat the small
stuff.
Thanks for letting my get some things off my
mind, Gary and Maren. I get tired of gloom and doom,
especially on a cloudy, rainy day, like today is here.
-Mina Jo Gerry Payton (68)
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>>From: David Clark (56)
Just a quick note that, while I don't want to
add fuel to the smoldering fire, I agree with Marc
Franco. I personally knew a young man at Wash State
University, Harry Yamamoto from Moses Lake, whose
family had been incarcerated without opportunity to
declare their loyalty. They were farmers and lost all
that they had. Harry won the state wrestling
championship for the 105 lb class, before coming to
WSU and wrestled for WSU. He went on to graduate and
now owns a farm in Washtuncna. A more loyal family
you couldn't ask for.
Thanks Marc for speaking out on this.
-David Clark (56)
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>>From: Richard Anderson (60)
Maren -- my first contribution to Alumni Sandstorm. I am sorry that
it has to be in response to such an idiotic post.
RE: Internment of Japanese-Americans
Mr. Marvin Barger --
Bob Dylan wrote in 1963:
"... But I'll know my song well before I start singin',..."
You, sir, have failed to heed this admonition. Your
comment is an egregious insult.
-Richard Anderson (60)
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>>From: Judy Shaw (65)
Maren, if you choose to not include this in
the Sandstorm I will understand. I do not want to turn
what has been pure enjoyment (the reading of all of
our collective memories of growing up in Richland)
into anything close to a political platform.
I tried to let it go but I found I just had to
respond to Mr. Barger's apparent attempt to justify
the detention of Japanese in camps during WWII. The
detentions were in no way a choice between signing
loyalty oaths or going to a camp. History books make
no mention of loyalty oaths as a way to avoid
detention. The Japanese, immigrant and native born
alike, were forced to sell their property and
possessions, often at a fraction of the worth and
relocate to camps. The detention of the Japanese was
racism in its most blatant form and according to my
college history text motivated purely by fear and
greed. The US Government has since apologized and made
token payments to the survivors of the detention
camps. I would ask Mr. Barger to consider this
question: Why were there no detentions of immigrant
or native born Germans or Italians?
Thanks for a great job Maren and Gary. Judy
Shaw (65) PS: My father was also a WWII veteran, and
he and my uncle each spent 37 years working at Hanford
and I am about as much WASP as a person can be, but I
still recognize racism when I see it.
-Judy Shaw (65)
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NO MORE Rhetoric in the Alumni Sandstorm!
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/27/98
13 Bombers wrote today
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
To Don Winston:
Yes, squishing the red stuff in the white
margarine was a big deal. It was in fact, pretty
"uptown". Until someone came up with the idea of
putting it all in one bag, we had yellow "powdery"
stuff that we sprinkled on the white margarine and
mixed it with a spoon or fork. Thought the bag that
you squished was great!!. And it WAS cheaper than
butter. Sometimes you can't be too choosy. Now I opt
for margarine because of the cholesterol!
To Dick Wight:
I'm glad to hear the real story about your step-
mother's murder. Over the years there have been so
many rumors. Now we have the real story from the one
person who would know the truth.
To Matt Crowley
Yes, I remember the Elite Shop and Hughes. In
fact, my sister Rosemary Johnson Eden (48) worked
there after she was married and was raising her
children. But when we moved here in 1944, there was
no "Uptown" District. That was built after we moved
here, but can't remember the year.
Betty (Johnson) Bennett (46)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)
TO: Joan Eckert (51)
Hi, Joan. Don't know if you remember me or not,
Ralph Myrick. I often wondered what happened to you.
Didn't you pal around with Jimmy Earp (51) while in
school or Herb Borg (51). Can't remember. Gerald
Hostetler (51) was in town they other day and asked
about you. Wow! It has been a long time.
-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Tony Tellier (57)
TO: Denis Sullivan (62)
RE: I don't remember all the call letters for the
radio station, but I think the rival station (KALE?)
And don't forget Lloyd Amon and the Kale Korral C&W
show ....
And don't let anyone cap on you about carp hunting ...
as if this should be a CNN Forum rather than a Big R
site.
-Tony Tellier (57)
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>>From: Wife of Richard Bronson (59)
I don't know if any of you remember Richard, class
of 59, but I've been married to him for 32 years, and
FINALLY am learning something about the place he grew
up. My own knowledge of Richland is highly
prejudicial, having only visited twice when it was
over 100 degrees. He never shared much of his
childhood with me, and I sometimes wondered if he was
born 18 years old, which is when I first met him.
Anyway, thanks for the memories... Richard has
been glued to the Sandstorm since he discovered it on
the Internet. He doesn't have a separate address, but
you can send him mail at mine. He's not good at
answering letters, but I will nag him for you.
I don't know if the rest of you Richland guys are
as terrific as he is, but I have to admit that I
suspect it might have been something in the air or
water, because my friends who married Colorado guys
didn't get nearly as good a man as I did!!!
-Wife of Richard Bronson (59)
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>>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
To Dick Wight: I am not speaking merely of the
"symbols of our high school years 40-50 years ago."
Read carefully what I wrote that triggered this
interesting conversation. A plethora of research
exists linking symbols (in this case, symbols of death
and destruction) to child development. The outcry from
"Bombers" resulting from my simple comment regarding
the sacred symbols is an interesting indicator of that
link. We are not "right" or "wrong" for having been
raised this way; but it is interesting to note what it
has done to us, don't you think?
Thanks to Ron Richards for his thoughtful, intelligent
comments. And since you asked, Ron, "juno" is simply
a personal email I use when I don't want to use the
email addresses associated with my profession. I live
in Seattle (not Juno) and continue to work for one of
the major Hanford contractors; just completed my
Doctorate last year and may be relocating soon, still
with a major Hanford contractor. I taught school for
many years, six of them at Richland High School.
Patty Stordahl: Your history lesson is fine but not
to the point. Of course, I look to "the device which
ended the war as bad." Most thinking people do, but
also recognize it for what it was --the best we could
think of at the time to preserve peace.
Oh, and Patty S (again), you've made MY point with
your comments about television -- same, same...
whatever we ingest --intellectually, emotionally,
physically -- affects us.
Rick Maddy's suggestion we get rid of football, not
the mascots is most interesting. Now who out there
shares his view?
Marc Frank and Judy Shaw: Thank you for setting the
record straight on Japanese internment. While a
teacher at Richland High School, I included this topic
in my teaching; seems it may have been left out at an
earlier time.
And finally, all that is being said would make
wonderful data for someone's research project or
dissertation (too bad mine's done); we are truly a
unique and interesting population.
Irene de la Bretonne Hays
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>>From: Ron Richards (63)
Maren:
Please reconsider your decision to exclude any
political comments from the Alumni Sandstorm. You
know, it all really started with Tony Sharp's comments
on why he was so proud to be a Bomber. For awhile
there were many follow-up comments, all sharing Tony's
view. Then the commentary seemed to focus more
directly on the desirability of the mushroom cloud
logo, all with similar opinions. Evidently that was
all fine. Although I had other reasons why I was
proud to be a Bomber, I enjoyed reading the comments
from Tony and the others. Now that some contrary
views have appeared on the mushroom cloud issue, and
also on the internment camp issue, why is it suddenly
a problem? Is it because of the contrary views? I
hope not. A healthy exchange of ideas is good.
Let's look at some particulars from the exchanges
on the nuke issue thus far. Dan Henry admonishes
Irene de la Bretonne Hays to "Lighten Up." Maybe
that's a good idea. But look at that one a bit
closer. Maybe Irene has already lightened up. She
wasn't afraid of asserting a contrary position in the
first place. And she probably wasn't afraid of
reading some scathing responses.
In concurring with Irene, I suggested that it is
time to dwell more on a secure future and what good
things can lie ahead, rather than to dwell on the
past. Although of opposite opinions on the underlying
issue, Dick Wight and Mina Jo Gerry Payson agreed.
Dick said the problems of the future are much more
urgent than the symbols of our high school years 40-50
years ago (I'm not quite there yet but it's getting
closer, faster). Mina Jo said that she prefers to
look ahead and not to dwell on the past.
Putting this all together, even where there is
disagreement there can be some healthy agreement. It
would be a good idea for everybody to lighten up and
reap the benefits of considering others' ideas with an
open, objective, and critical mind. It would also be
a good idea to dwell on the future and not on the
past.
But let's don't ignore the past. Would it be
wise to design a nuclear waste storage tank today
without considering what we have learned from the
manner in which such tanks were designed in the past?
Would it be wise to build a Hanford Reach dam now
without considering the effects of the Columbia River
dams that already exist?
Let's don't always be totally serious, but let's
don't be afraid of being serious. I love the
frivolity of most of what is printed in the Alumni
Sandstone. My carp hunting stories should indicate
that I can be as frivolous as any. But I also like to
read the more serious comments, both those with which
I agree and those with which I don't agree. Please
don't censor any stories which relate to our Richland
heritage.
Sincerely,
Ron Richards ('63)
P.S. Maren: I know in the last two days I have
passed my annual quota of submissions. If you will
not relegate this submission to the also ran
"Additions" edition, I promise not to write again for
a year.
P.S. Dick: I don't remember exactly, but weren't you
on the Port Angeles City Council - or was it the
Planning Commission? I was the District 2 Clallam
County Commissioner for awhile and quite active in
politics there. Jack Estes (the coach of the one-
legged "Pirates" when they won the CC state basketball
title) and I ran the two-thirds successful county
commissioner recall effort. I believe that I and my
friends, including Norma Turner, were not always on
your side of the political issues. So I guess it's
no surprise that we differ slightly on the mushroom
cloud issue. Are you still in Port Angeles? Should
we talk about the Elwha Dams issue? Should we talk
about Dave Bruneau? Is there a Mike Doherty sign in
your yard? Did you ever run into Dutch Haag in Port
Angeles? Dutch appeared at several of our County
Commissioner board meetings vehemently protesting a
subdivision application. That was the first time I
wasn't afraid of seeing him.
P.S. Irene: I hope you have a thick skin. Does the
"juno" in your e-mail address have anything to do with
Juneau, Alaska? Having been a commercial salmon
fisherman there for several years, and still being a
permit owner, Alaska is near and dear to my heart. I'm
counting the days until I buy another fishing boat.
-Ron Richards (63)
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>>From: Kieth Hunter (63)
these is a place of fun and good memories. I really
don't care who started the war.. IT IS OVER! WE WON
I'm glad you're shutting this down..
keith 63 THE BOMBERS ARE ALIVE!!
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
After all of these years, I no longer subscribe to the
Tri-City Herald. If you spot something of interest to
the entire group and/or your specific class, please
let us know. Most important would be obituaries of
class members. Thanking you in advance for all of
your help.
-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Richard St. John (65)
To: Don Wilson:
You are correct concerning the legislation surrounding
the "red dye" margarine. I remember my folks buying
the stuff at the old Wild Bill grocery store (one
block south of where the old Safeway used to be) back
in the 50's. We'd take it home and take turns kneading
the color into the margarine and then cutting a corner
off the bag and squeezing it into a 4-section rubber
mold to make four sticks of margarine. I'll bet those
molds are in antique stores now.
Now that I mentioned it, who else remembers the Wild
Bill grocery?
Concerning our bomb mascot:
As a B-52 pilot for sixteen years, and having sat on
alert with an airplane loaded with "nukes" for one
week per month for all those 192 months, I think I
have a rather different perspective on "how I learned
to love the bomb" (with apologies to Dr. Strangelove).
I thank God that I did not have do drop a live weapon
in anger. The resultant death and destruction would
have made Hitler, Stalin and Pol Pot look like
choirboys, but to have the destructive power that they
contained and our resolve to use it is what has kept
our country free for the past 50 years. Am I sorry?
No. Do I want to see the mascot and name changed?
No. Am I proud of what the symbols stand for? Yes.
These symbols that you and your ilk decry as
warmongering rhetoric are what made Richland and the
United States what we are today: the most prosperous
nation the world has ever seen. I would not change my
place as an American citizen and Bomber alumnus for
any other place in the world.
If you are taking an unofficial poll concerning
changing the mascot or name, put me down as a firm
LEAVE IT ALONE!!!
Richard St. John, Captain, USAF Retired, and member of
Richland BOMBER class of '65
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Thank you Judy Shaw. And Hi.
Patty de la Bretonne
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)
Thanks, Maren, for this message: <>
OK, back to shooting, stabbing, stomping, poking, and
bashing rat's, mice, carp, and jackrabbit's, the
Wight/Tate murders, By's, Zips, DDT, UR239, and the
rest of the Bomber story:
I had an opportunity to play war ball in PE one day in
my Sophomore year and on the opposing team was Jim Van
Wyck (66) and Mike Fowler (67). And they used the
little red rubber balls. That was fun. I took a shot
on the right side of the face and looked like the Two-
faced man from the Barnum and Bailey Circus for the
rest of the day. Lucky I didn't detach a retina, huh?
Mike Fowler went into the NY Yankee farms. Like Van
Wyck, Mike too had a fast ball that you could hear the
wind pass through the strings (there are those of us
that knows this sound). One afternoon Mike's dad
wanted me to put on the catcher's mitt and let Mike
practice a bit on his pitching. Mike's dad played for
the Cinn. Reds during the war years, I believe. So, I
get on most of the gear; chest protector and mask. No
cup. No batter. He could throw a knuckle ball that was
impossible for me to catch. It was all over the place
and then the bottom would fall out of it. Hey, I
played left field. I needed more time to think about
it. I don't remember catching one pitch. Mr. Fowler
just slowly shook his head and never asked me to do
anything baseballish again.
Out there by the go cart tracks, and just north of
them, certainly no more than a quarter mile from the
track (insert fading recall here), there was a small
earth room (for lack of better word) , or someone's
root cellar/cold storage dug into the hillside (when I
was 12 in 1961, this room was pretty big to me, but
probably small in reality). Had to have been there a
long while. This small place even had remnants of a
rotted door around a rock frame hanging on it's front.
No windows or side view. I stuck my head in the door
once, but I never went inside of it because it was
dark. I just knew there was a small city of rattler's
in there - ha. I would pass this place going to the
Yakima R. to fish.
Does anyone recall what I am talking about, or what it
was, or who built it? It always reminded me of a
hermits residence, or at least what I visualized as
such.
ENOUGH ALREADY
..come to think of it, Rob Williams, you caught Mike
Fowler's pitches for our Freshman year at Carmichael -
Mr. Yonce was the coach. Just how wicked was that
knuckle ball?
-Rick Maddy (67)
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>>From: David McAdie (79)
Hi to All,
I love reading this stuff. It brings back
great memories, although many of you are MUCH older
than me ;)
First - since I only get until the 29th - I
have to get in my rant on the political tone expressed
lately. I was lucky enough to have Irene Hays as a
teacher (Free-To-Be) and I have also worked with her
in her "new" career - being a Hanford lemming myself.
She taught us alot about being ourselves, expressing
ourselves, thinking for ourselves. I have to say,
that as a Bomber, I don't think the commotion over the
Cloud or the Bomb is anything to get too worked up
over. I like(d) them and was sorry to see them go -
I'd still like to gat my hands on an old Cloud/R
sticker for my car window ;). People tend to get too
worked up over being politically-sensitive (I hate the
term Politically-Correct) about issues such as these.
Sure, war is not good, but unfortunately it happened -
many, many times over the course of history. Our
children should be taught about them (good and bad),
just as they should be taught that the logo's,
mascots, etc. are nothing more than that (logo's and
mascots) - although they may be symbolic of a time
long ago.......... I'm sure not too many lives are
scarred because they went to a school that had a
Mushroom Cloud as a logo.
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Now, back to those memories. I remember the
Thrifty Drug very well. My folks brought us here from
L.A. (a great place to be FROM) when my dad bought
Sunland Camera in Uptown (they still own/work it -
they will probably die there - and that's O.K). It is
on the G.W. side of uptown and we used to go in
through the back door to get to Thrifty. When the
theater roof collapsed, I got the "dubious" honor of
climbing a Richland Fire Department truck ladder and
taking pictures of the damage. I remember the theater
wall leaning on Thrifty.
Oh, and somebody back there mentioned Beer
Falls. You actually used to "swim" there ;) I thought
it was only used for keggers.....
How about cruisin in Richland. I think me and
my friends were the last of that era. I had my old 67
GTO and we loved Payless parking lot. A few of RPD's
finest actually use to visit with us (Cleavenger,
Panther, et.al.) before they decided to run us out.
It kinda died in the early eighties...... You can live
a little of that nostalgia at Stinky's (old Kennewick
Ave. A&W) - takes one back to a better time.........
Well, I'll continue reading and hopefully
chime in from time to time.
Y'all take care now.... Out.
Dave McAdie
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>>From: Gene Gower (82)
I was raised in the Richland. I have never heard
anyone that lived here or worked here say they were
"proud" that ~30,000 Japanese were vaporized and
untold thousands died either quickly or of various
forms of cancer breaking out in their bodies. They
were proud that their efforts helped put an end to a
war. A war of aggression started by an unjust regime.
We (America) did NOT start that war. The Japanese
could have avoided the United States putting an end to
that war. They could have remained at peace with us.
As to the use of nuclear weapons to end the war?
Would you rather have had our school mascot be the
"Richland Blockade?" That would have ended the war
too. Historians have estimated that the use of the
atomic bomb save perhaps a million American lives and
the Japanese society. Some historians have gone so far
as to theorize that if America had been forced to
blockade and invade the Japanese home islands it would
have been no less than genocide. It would have made
Hitler's fascists, killing six million Jewish people,
look like the Vienna Boys' Choir.
Did we violate decency and human rights? Perhaps.
The Japanese military had far from a stellar
reputation where it comes to human rights. We have
read of "The Bataan Death March", and the atrocities
in Korea where women were forced to be a "comfort to
the morale of the Japanese troops." I am not saying
that two wrongs make a right. What I am saying is
that sometimes the only way to stop an "evil empire"
is to shock them to their senses. Make them think --
"Gee, maybe we screwed up there and pissed them off."
I guess what I'm trying to say is "spare me." I
have enjoyed seeing the reminiscing of Bombers, but to
insinuate that Hiroshima and Nagasaki were our fault
makes me ill. It would have been nice if we didn't
have to kill all those people to make the war end
(look how well Neville Chamberlins' appeasement of
Hitler went). I hope I don't live to see another war
like that (wishful thinking probably)...
But, when someone attacks you, you can't afford to be
nice, you have to be mean. The meaner the better, and
just pray that it's enough, or you WILL LOSE (we
learned that since then in Korea and Viet Nam). If
having a school named in honor of the effort put forth
to winning a war, started by someone else, makes
another despot think twice before attacking the United
States. Good.
Gene Gower ('82)
p.s. Sorry Mrs. Miller (my soph Eng. teacher) ;-)
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/28/98
9 Bombers wrote today.
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Hi: Does anyone know the whereabouts of Pat Allen
(47) and Bob McCormick? They were probably a year or
two behind me in school. My husband and I stood up
for them when they got married in the Prosser Court
House (about 1947 or 1948). They later had a formal
wedding. It would be great to get in touch with them
again.
Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
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>>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51)
To Ralph Myrick, 51:
Of course I remember you! And I sure remember Jimmy
Earp and Herb Borg. I went to our 40th class reunion
and got to see Jim. He had just remarried and was
living in New York. I've never heard a word about
Herb. He was such a nice guy and I've always wondered
where he went. Had to look up Gerald in the yearbook.
The name was familiar, but I couldn't put a face to
it. Does he live in Richland? George Richardson was
another favorite guy of mine. Never heard where he
wound up either. We were all at Marcus Whitman as I
remember. That's where I first saw tennis being
played. It looked like so much fun. The guy I married
turned out to love the game so we've been playing for
years.
When we moved over to Van Giesen Street, we
transferred to Sacajawea School. Remember the old
quonset huts where we had our classes? They got
pretty miserable toward the end of the school year!
-Joan Eckert Sullens
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>>From: Dan Noble (58)
The '58 reunion was a huge success. Thanks to all the
alumni that attended. Those who couldn't attend - you
missed a lot of fun.
Dan
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>>From: Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
TO: Irene de le Bretonne Hays:
I like your comments re: war & peace, etc. I
recognize your thinking: what do you think's in a
name, mine being Irene also, and Irene meaning "peace"
as a Greek name..... Just musing.... don't want to get
too far off the track of Bomber memories. Did you
live next door to Ehrigs on Canal Road? We were next
door on the other side.
I can be at peace with my fine upbringing and
education as a Bomber in Richland, proud of my
father's honest, hard work, AND see what I have
learned over my lifetime, with that as part of the
lesson. I don't doubt one bit that today's living
history would bring different activities (I know
humanity really has progressed some in the last 50
some years). So I really do enjoy finding we are
still unique: I wonder if any other town is as
connected through its alumni as Richland! Each new
issue of the Sandstorm is still thrilling! Thanks
again, Maren and Gary.
Irene Smith Gostnell Goodnight (59)
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>>From: Terry Christensen (61)
Gary,
Please pass this on to Irene.
Irene, I really disagree with your opinion on
removing the Bomb and Bomber and can only say I am
glad you are no longer teaching school at Richland
High School!
Terry Christensen (Class of 61)
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>>From: Jerry Spears (64)
Hi Gary... Read the part about longest home run you
ever saw..... Chris Fletcher hit one off of me in
little league that I'll never forget. I gave him a
low fast ball - about 6 inches off home plate and he
golfed it right over my head. By the time I turned
around, it had cleared the scoreboard in center field
and was half way up the flag pole!!!! I believe that
it actually was in orbit before sputnik!!!!! tsk. tsk.
You mentioned Ray Stein and his ability to jump.....
How about Ray's ability to do everything on the
basketball court. He was always at the right place at
the right time. Unbelievably consistent. Did you know
he was our leading rebounder also?
You also mentioned Don Parsons... Don was the most
improved basketball player over a short span of time I
have ever played with or against. He was nearly
unstopable after his first year of college play. He
had tremendously long arms and a soft touch around the
basket. I believe Don is living in Grandview and is
in Physical Therapy - last I heard. He has two
daughters who used to play basketball as well.
Regards,
Jerry Spears (64)
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>>From: Robert Shipp (64)
Hi Gary!
Add my name to the list of those that think you
and Maren are doing a great job. As I've read the
Sandstorms that you have sent out since I got on line
last month, I've been reminded of a lot of things from
our high school years and before - too many to put
into one letter.
Several people asked about the Arctic Circle's
recipe for secret sauce. I always thought it was just
ketchup and mayonnaise, but I'm not sure. If anyone
knows where Rita (Fretwell) Bennett (64) is, we could
get a definitive answer from her since her parents ran
the place for several years, and she used to work
there.
The stories about Mrs. Wight struck home with me.
Nine years ago, when my wife and I were looking for a
house in Richland, we looked at that house and might
well have bought it if someone hadn't beat us to it.
It wasn't until afterward that my Mom reminded me of
what had happened there. I think I'm glad we didn't
get that one. We ended up buying another "R" house
just a few blocks away. For those who remember
Bombers Liz (61) and Chris (66) Fouts, we're now
living in their old house. (It went through one or
two other owners before we bought it.)
Now for the "etc." part. I lived in Japan for 2-
1/2 years -including several months in Hiroshima - and
learned to know and love the people and the country.
Even so, I don't for a minute regret the fact that we
used "the bomb" in W.W.II, nor do I apologize for my
father's contribution to it while he worked at
Hanford. However, I feel that a few things that were
stated in previous issues ought to be put in
perspective:
~~ The bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki saved
not only American lives, but ultimately saved the
lives of many more Japanese than were killed in those
two cities. In fact, there were more casualties in a
single bombing raid on Tokyo than in Hiroshima and
Nagasaki combined. (The greatest number of casualties
from a single bombing raid in W.W.II occurred in
Dresden, Germany.) Perhaps there is a perception that
the people who were killed by nuclear weapons are
somehow more dead than those who were killed by
conventional arms.
~~ Enough has already been said about the
internment camps, and I think most have agreed that
putting U.S. citizens in prison camps simply because
of their ancestry was one of the most shameful things
this country has ever done.
~~~ One writer stated that the emperor was
responsible for all the atrocities committed by the
Japanese. In fact, the Japanese emperor has never had
any real political power. He was revered as a
religious symbol of the country (not as a god,
although he was believed to be descended from the sun
god), but was never more than a figure head - much
like the queen of England is today. It was the army,
under Tojo and others, who pushed Japan into war with
the U.S. (If the navy had held the balance of power,
Japan would never have attacked us.)
Enough of that! Once again, thanks for the great job
you're doing. Next time I write, it will be to share
more Bomber memories.
Robert Shipp - class of '64
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>>From: Joy Christine Stanfield (71)
Hello Gary and Maren,
Ron Richards wrote (63) wrote 9/27/98:
>Please don't censor any stories which relate to our
Richland heritage>
His letter made alot of sense to me.
I am having a great time with The Sandstorm!!! Thanks
again.
Joy Christine Stanfield (71)
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>>From: David McAdie
Was it the "Old Book Shop and Movie Theater" on
Stevens? They used to have midnight movies of the
Rocky Horror Picture show - and they usually showed
some offbeat movies. It eventually became a
card/coin/collectibles shop and burned down one
night killing the owner. Or are we talking about a
time long before that, in which case that would be
the 4th "indoor" movie theater.
Dave McAdie
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That's it for today. Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 9/29/98
35 Bombers wrote today.
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I'm going on holiday. Your next Alumni Sandstorm will be the 2nd or
3rd of October so you can take several days to read -- response was
HUGE to my deadline of the 29th.
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>>From: [deleted for privacy] I dunno who this is - sent in 9/12 -
asked who - no answer yet
Guess I'm slow, but finally linked up with the
page. This is a good thing. Who gets the credit for
development. Great Job. Life can be simpler in keeping
in touch with all those people you have fond memories
of. Life from 1949 until 1955 in Richland, I now know,
were some of my best years. Wish I had known it then.
I know today is the Class 40 Reunion and I'm there in
thoughts of all.
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
Two years ago, my class had our 50th reunion
at the Best Western Tower Inn in Richland (for many
years it was the Holiday Inn). It was a part of the
Club 40 annual gathering. I neglected to take my
camera thinking there would be photographer to take
pictures since it was our 50th, but that was not the
case. A lot of people took pictures with their own
cameras, but so far have not been able to find anyone
who did. I would like to get a copy of "46'ers"
together. After all, a 50th reunion is a special
time!!
Thanks Gary and Maren for the great job you're
doing. It must consume a lot of time.
Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
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>>From: Eva Clark Perry (49)
Hi Joan, Eva Clark Perry, here. Do you remember
Scotty, Erma Scott in the good ole days, or do I have
the wrong name. Just thought I'd ask.
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>>From: Jane Rollison Hightower (52)
My dear friend Bev Jochen (52) signed me up
for the Alumni Sandstorm a couple of weeks ago. What a
treasure trove of memories! Yes, I remember Frontier
Days (where you could always meet friends you hadn't
seen for a year) and Muscles and the little cedar box
from Bell Furniture (like Jan Mulroy I tossed mine out
and wish I still had it) and the record booths at
Korten's and the Spudnut Shop and Dupus Boomer and the
Termination Winds.
My family moved from the midwest to Hanford in
June 1944. We spent our first night in Richland at
what is now the Hanford House. The hotel had no name,
just a small sign on one wall:
"This building designated TRANSIENT QUARTERS"
All the public structures in Richland had those signs
originally:
"This building designated MOVIE THEATER"
"This building designated DRUGSTORE"
. . . etc.
After all, the whole town was built by the Corps of
Engineers.
Does anyone remember the Japanese fire balloons which
blew over the Pacific Northwest sometime in 1945? I
believe I was in fifth grade at Sacajawea. The
authorities (military?) sent home notices from school
to our parents that we were not to mention these
balloons to any outsider and not to discuss them in
letters to our relatives back home. I saw two of these
balloons during daytime from our prefab on Perkins
Ave. and one at night while my family was driving back
from Kennewick. This was a scene straight out of a war
movie. In the sky over Richland, a balloon was caught
in the beams of at least three searchlights. There
must have been some interesting military installations
around Richland in those days.
Many thanks to Maren and Gary for maintaining this
website.
Jane Rollison Hightower, Class of 52
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>>From Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
To Joan Eckert Sullens (51) - I can help you with
your questions about Herb Borg. I knew most of this,
but called Larry Christenson (54) to make sure I was
correct. In the early 70s Herb died of cancer. He was
married to Jane McClure (53) and they lived in
Colorado. He is buried in Denver, where Jane
(remarried) still lives. He was survived by 3
children. Sorry to start this message on such a sad
note. Larry said you would know him - then it dawned
on me that you were Andrew Eckert's (54) sister -
which means we were practically neighbors, I lived at
1530 McPherson until I was nearly 13. Larry said to
say "Hi." Is there an address where I can send
reunion information to Andrew?
My brother, Phil Groff (58) was in town this past
weekend for their 40th reunion. He said he had a
great time. I know that the committee had worked very
hard. I would like to welcome all of the class of 58
to the ranks of those that can now join Club 40. It's
one of the cheapest memberships there is - only $5.
I'm sure you were given information about it - so read
it and send in your $5. (my advertisement for the
day)
One big memory I have about growing up is that all the
kids in our had a victory march when Victory in
Europe was announced. My mom called the newspaper;
they took a photo of us and we were published. We
were very proud of this. Then another time a boy in
our neighborhood, Mike Godfrey (don't remember how old
he was) had contracted polio. Several of us kids
decided we needed to do something for him so we had a
lemonade stand to raise money. At that time, the bus
lot (for city and Hanford buses) was on Wilson St. (a
block from where we lived). We took our lemonade to
the bus lot and sold to the bus drivers. Some of them
didn't bother with the lemonade, just gave us money.
We thought we had made a lot when we turned over
nearly $11.00 to his family that night. Once more we
were published (mom called the newspaper).
About celebrity's coming to Richland. Years ago when
Kirk Douglas came it was to give Richland an award for
selling U.S. Savings Bonds. He made his presentation
in Howard Amon Park at the old bandstand. I, along
with several other girls sat on the ground, right in
front of the bandstand and couldn't take our eyes off
of him. However, there were some gals from class of
'54 that beat us all out. Early on Saturday morning
they arrived at the Hanford House (only hotel in town)
and had a call made to Kirk Douglas's room to tell him
that reporters from the local high school newspaper
wanted to interview him. If memory serves me right,
it was Debbie Holden and Pat Nordman - and they were
not on the Sandstorm staff. Anyway - he invited them
to his room and still dressed in his robe let them
interview him. What a coup! I certainly was jealous.
Other celebrities have mostly been mentioned.
However, I do remember when Gene Autry was here once.
I took my autograph book and wanted his autograph. I
asked a young girl (probably younger than me) at the
door and she said he wouldn't sign it, but she was his
daughter and she would sign. I didn't want her
autograph, but she assured me she'd be famous one day.
Anyway - she signed it. I think that's the last I
ever heard of her. One memorable person for me was
Monty Hale. He was a cowboy - and fairly good
looking. He got to crown Joyce Nordman Miss Atomic
Frontier Days and then gave her a kiss - and I thought
the kiss would never end. It was great!
Then there was the Riding Academy - a very big part of
my life every summer. During the week it was the
swimming pool at Howard Amon and on Saturday it was
the Riding Academy. And - you're all right about the
horses being reluctant to leave the barn and in a big
hurry to return. We rode all over those hills out
there in the desert. We found a place we called
"little Grand Canyon." It was really quite
spectacular and not one of us ever thought of bringing
a camera with us. I would love to have pictures of a
lot of the things we "discovered" as kids. I also
remember finding spots in the desert that had loads of
indian beads just laying on top of the ground. They
were probably there because someone ahead of us had
dug them up, but we had fun collecting them and then
making necklaces and bracelets. Now of course there
is a law against such collecting. I don't even know
where the beads are that I collected.
We need more from '54 on this web site. I only have
seen Millie Finch Gregg add Barbara Kramer Krema on
line. If there are some of you out there lurking -
sign on and let us hear from you.
-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)
Ah..... the old Mix you own margarine trick. I
remember my brother and I would fight as to who
would do the mixing. As I remember it, there was a
capsule with red dye located in the margarine. You
had to crush the capsule to release the dye and then
came the mixing. It was interesting to hear the reason
for it.... I had not heard that.
This may seem a dumb question after all these
years, but I figure nothing ventured nothing gained...
I never was able to get a year book from Columbia Hi
when I was there. Does anyone out there know if it is
possible to get back issues? There is one in
particular that I would like to get. One of the
students had drawn all the teacher's portraits for the
year book. It was either 53 or 54. I don't remember
the artists name, but I sat next to him in study hall.
We would create cartoons together. It would start with
one of us drawing a character, and then passing it
back and forth adding to it as we went. He could draw
much better then I but it was fun. How I wish now I'd
have kept some of those cartoons. For all I know he
may be famous now???? Any info I can get about the
year book or the artist will be appreciated.
-Ken Heminger (56)
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>>From: Dick Oakes (57)
Thanks for having a site that points the way to
Bombers past and present.
Since 1957, when I entered the Navy, have been
a folk dance teacher, marketing writer, technical
writer, and software quality engineer, among other
callings!
Best regards,
Dick Oakes, Bombers '57
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>>From: Tom Matthews (57)
Thanks Gary and Maren for all the work you
have done with the Alumni Sandstorm and the web pages.
As to editing out political rhetoric, I wonder
if it would be easier for you not to be put in the
position of censors? It sometimes might be difficult
to decide what is political and what is not. Most of
the comments have been well expressed as opinions and
don't show an unwillingness to be open to other
opinions. I assume personal attacks are not uncommon
on chat lines, but I would hope the Sandstorm doesn't
head that direction.
I find announcing myself as a "Bomber"
certainly is a conversation opener, no matter what
one's opinion is about the name. Probably not
advisable to mention while boarding an airplane!
-Tom Matthews (57)
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>>From: Tony Tellier (57)
Now that I mentioned it, who else remembers the Wild
Bill grocery?
The slogan on west wall: "No meal is a meal without
spuds". Next to the Buck Private
-Tony Tellier (in Yuma, AZ today)
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)
To: Irene de la Bretonne Hays et al
I was particularly offended by a remark that said the
writer disagreed with your opinion on removing the
Bomb and Bomber and was glad you are no longer
teaching school at Richland High School. I feel this
was a personal attack, and out of place in these
dialogues. I apologize as one who also disagrees with
you on the removal of the symbol.
If Richland were to begin anew as a school in this day
and age, I would strongly oppose using a symbol of
death and destruction. There is validity to what you
say. But, Richland is not starting fresh, and I also
think there is strong argument for retaining something
of our heritage. The magic of the Sandstorm
correspondence is one example of the special heritage
of living in Richland. What other city or alumni
could even come close to having what Maren and Gary
are helping to foster? The Bomb also is part of our
heritage, and had it not been for the necessary
creation, production and use of that terrible weapon,
we of course would not have been Col-Hi graduates.
I hope that this communication vehicle does not
degenerate into personal attacks. It will die a quick
death.
There is no question that we had our disagreements
when we were young students growing up in this
artificial city. Now that we have reached adulthood,
scattered beyond the city limits, I only hope that our
agreements and shared memories will bring us together.
Peace, Irene. Don't give up on us!
Jim
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>>From: John Northover (59)
For those that might be interested, I have 'WEBed'
the '59 Columbian. I have only included those sections
that relate to the class of '59 the 'Last Great Class
in the Fiftys!!!!'. When I get the time I will add the
Junior/Sophomore class pictures.
Any problems can be reported to me and I will
correct them... as soon as possible.
The '59 Annual can be viewed at:
RichlandBombers.com Scroll til you see the ALL COLUMBIANS
box and click.. then see if your class Columbian is online.
thanks
john
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>>From MLou Williams (60)
Thanks, guys, for keeping this Sandstorm for
memories, not history. If this becomes another
political discussion group, I'm hanging up. There's
enough dissension in life. The Sandstorm is a truly
bright spot in each day - or was until the
manipulation started. Someone always has the perfect
reason to be condemning, have you noticed? Running a
public library, I have had lots of experience being on
the target end. We have something in our library to
offend everyone, and I'm glad to say that most
"everyone" wants it that way. By the way, the only
filters we have on our Internet terminals are Mr.
Coffee. It's a joke, you see. So here I am spouting
off the very "stuff" I'm opposed to.
It ends here.
Semper Bomberus.
Anyone remember
1] Mrs. Hughes, 2] Mrs. Meigs (we churned butter in
her class - second grade at Sacajawea), 3] Miss Clay -
loved wall murals, 4] Mrs. Brezina - so very fair),
then on to Jason Lee and 5] Miss Flynn (the walking
perfume factory) then sixth grade visiting at Lewis
and Clark while construction continued at Jason Lee,
and 6] Mr. Tessen (who let us go to the drug store on
recess and we bought jaw breakers, while he went
through our desks and made an exhibit of all the
before and after drawings we made of a Barbie type in
curlers, robe, no makeup etc. (what! no guns or drugs
in the desks?) Since we were "foreigners" from Jason
Lee we were not allowed PE, art, or other special
classes, so Mr. Tessen let us have dances at lunch, in
the classroom where we were interned during our days
at L&C. it was my impression they really didn't like
us taking up space there! I believe Mr. Clarkson was
principal then. He was no Lily Peterson, who taught
us your principal is your pal (an old spelling trick).
And how about those spelling bees? I'll never forget
parallel or inquisition -- I couldn't spell them then,
and while I can now, have little use for them! Oh,
the things we used to do for a social life!
Anyone know where Richard Holmquist (60) is? He was
heading for the Supreme Court - I'll bet he's close!
-MLou Williams (60)
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>>From: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
From one Irene to another (Irene Goodnight):
What's in a name? To have been born in war (1943, my
father was a Navy man) and be named "Peace-Irene", to
have been raised in a town begotten of war, and be
named "Peace" -- yes, I think there continues an
ongoing internal dialogue to reconcile the two --
peace, an elusive goal. Names and labels do have
meaning.
Another struggle among us all is the "secrecy"
thing. Keeping the big "secret" was paramount in our
town during the war. That legacy of secrecy may exist
now in the fear some have of examining divergent
ideas, letting everyone into the room, or in on the
Sandstorm conversation... Once there was a genuine
reason for some of that secrecy and fear, but now not
so. I notice we collectively have expressed just
about every view on both the bomb/mushroom cloud issue
and the war and Japanese internment --and the sky has
not fallen. In fact, I sense we are a little closer
together. I, for one, have learned from this
conversation. Thanks to Maren and Gary for their
courage in letting the conversation flow.
"Goodnight Ire-ee-ene, goodnight I-rene..." (hum along...)
Irene de la Bretonne Hays
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>>From: Denny Damschen (62)
I hate it when I'm stupid. Always have. I was
thinking I was that way more often now, but as I
recall memories along with the rest of you I find that
I was probably always doing stupid things. My first
recollection of Richland brings to mind something
stupid that I did. I was four years old and it had to
be in August. I was attending a day-care center at
the corner of Lee and Jadwin. The center was 5 or 6
connected Quonset Huts. It was next to a cafeteria
called The Mart. My aunt worked at the Mart. Anyway,
I saw the kids lining up one morning so I got in line
also. We marched over to Lewis and Clark. When the
other kids broke ranks and headed to their classes,
yes, one body too many. I wasn't old enough to go to
kindergarten yet. I marched back in a single person
line.
The next time I can recall something stupid I did was
in the third grade. I was legally enrolled at Lewis
and Clark by this time and no longer at the day-care
place. We were to attend a concert at the Kennewick
High Auditorium. We boarded a school bus and rode to
Kennewick. When we arrived there must have been the
entire Richland grade school student body there
because I remember a lot of busses. The teacher stood
up in the front of the bus and said to be sure to look
back at the bus when we got off and remember the
number of the bus so we could find the right one to go
home in. No problem. I was pretty good at arithmetic
and could certainly recognize a number when I saw one.
I looked back when I got off. OK. Bus number 400.
After the concert the first bus I came to was bus
number 400, but I didn't recognize any kids getting on
it. The next bus didn't have any of my friends
either, but it was also number 400. Turns out all the
busses were, of course, from Richland School District
No. 400. I hate it when I'm stupid.
As a non-stupid memory of changes in Richland - I
remember when the 4 ballfields at Columbia Playfield
below Col. Hi. all batted toward each other instead of
away from each other as they do now.
later,
denny damschen (62)
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>>From: Cecil "Cappy"Haines (63)
Can't believe no one responded to the MTA.
Maybe they are lost, strayed, or stolen. I know that
most weren't dumb, because we built our own cars! Oh
well, don't go racing anymore anyway! Thanks for
putting it on!
Cap, 1963
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)
To answer a question from several weeks ago, it was
Darrell Rentz (63) who 'dropped his shorts' when
coming into a basketball game.
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>>From: Karen Kaas Foster (64)
Maren,
I have been reading very carefully the last few
additions of the Sandstorm, my first comment is, don't
change a thing, we each are entitled to our thoughts.
For the most part, I think growing up as children in
Richland, our parents, having just endured a world
war, they knew in some small why what they were doing
at Hanford, and they did it anyway.
To Ron Richards, I say right on, our parents
did what they had to do at the time. We cannot ignore
the past, we can only learn from it. And as children
of that era, I think most of us are proud. The bomb
and the bomber are part of our local past, we need to
remember! But that doesn't mean we need to change it
because of sentiment of this day and age. As someone
said, history will write the story for the world. We
know the story, as children of "Richland". We are
"Richland Bombers" and proud of it, for most of us for
it doesn't concern war, or the right or wrong of it,
we were kids, in a town that supported us as no other
did. We were the best, our basketball and football
stats proved it for years. That type of thing is what
we remember, and what we are proud of. The days of
Art Dawald and Fran Rish are gone, don't let our
thoughts and memories remember anything else. We all
paid a price for those years, it doesn't mean we
should forget them or critique them, we were kids
growing up in a community that supported us, gave us
what was needed to carry on, we learned from it, and
did our best.
To Ron Richards, Class of '63, I live in
Fairbanks, and have since '77. It's a small town, that
is like Richland years ago, we have our problems, but
we will grown and learn from our mistakes. This is
definitely "The Last Frontier", and there is no other
place like it, besides Richland. I'm glad. My
children and I are part of history. They have learned
a very important lesson here, and that is do want you
can for others, that life is important and they can
make a difference. How can any parent want more?
I think Gene Gower, Class of '82 said it all!
We learned from it and are carrying on!!
Maren, we are "Richland Bombers", no one can
take that away from us. Let's be proud of what we grew
up with, and pass it on to our children, let them make
their own opinions.
I hope you edit this and send it out, we need
to know what we all are feeling these days. We need
to be proud of our past, as I think most of us are.
Richland is "Richland is Richland", "Bomberland" with
a history of our own, lets not forget who we are or
where we came from.
Karen Kaas Foster, Class of '64.
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne (65)
Yes, I remember Blue Waltz Perfume! I thought it
was so exotic! Ugh. Also of course Tangee lipstick.
How about white lipstick in Jr.Hi. early 60s. Rolling
your skirt back down real fast when you passed Mrs.
Anderson's (school counselor) office. Then rolling it
back up. Mohair sweaters? I had one, and my sister
let me wear one of hers sometimes I think. Anybody
remember when mascara was a cake, with a little brush
you had to wet or spit on to apply mascara?
Oh, enough.......
Patty de la Bretonne, class of 65
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>>From: Rod Brewer (65)
Anyone remember Jimmy Ard?
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>>From: Bob DeGraw (66)
TO: Jerry Spears (64)
Jerry, Art Dawald had a knack for players like
Don Parsons. If my memory is correct Don really never
played much in High School but Art kept him because he
was tall and figured that maybe at some time in some
game he might use him. The class of '66 had a similar
character named Kurt Crownover. We called him the
Stork I believe. As uncoordinated as they come, But
the tallest kid on the team. Never played much during
the year. But then there was Regionals in Spokane. I
don't remember who we were playing or weather it was
the 1st night or second night but the game was nip and
tuck, a real barn burner. This was a game that Kurt
would never get into. But in the 2nd half with the
Bombers down a point or two, who rips of his jacket
and checks in? Ya, Kurt Crownover. I remember very
distinctly thinking "What the heck is going on?!!!!"
Art must have completely lost it. So Kurt comes in,
posts up at the free throw line gets the ball and does
a little sweeping HOOK SHOT!!!! Nothing but the bottom
of the net. We went crazy. Kurt came out of the game
on the next whistle and didn't play anymore and we
went on to win the game and Regionals. Kurt had his
moment in the sun.
-Bob DeGraw (66)
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>>From: Gary Bush (66)
Re: Old TV/Old Radio
Maren,
Finally, I did what I should have done earlier:
searched the internet for some info before writing.
Like many others, I also thought the sidekick for
Captain Midnite/Jet Jackson, Ichabod Mudd was played
by actor Maury Amsterdam. But, I located a website,
address below, which is about "Lost Kid Shows." Jet
Jackson started out as Captain Midnite and was played
by Richard Webb. His sidekick, Ichabod Mudd, was
played by Sid Melton, a character actor familiar to
baby boomers as he starred in many series and movies.
There are some similarities between Sid and Maury -at
least for some of us. There's something about Sky King
on this page, too.
http://www.tvparty.com/lostkids3.html
There are many hypertext links at the bottom of
the website listed above (e.g., Lost Kid's Shows -
different than the first site) leading to stories
about other kids shows, etc. Pinky Lee, Video
Village, Paul Winchell and Jerry Mahoney, Soupy Sales,
Tom Terrific, Captain Kangeroo (the original with Bob
Keeshan), Romper Room.
Like others, I also remember Bert Wells, the
singing cowboy ("Big Rock Candy Mountain" theme song)
on KEPR; Uncle Jimmy's Clubhouse (with Mr. Music) and
some cowboy birthday clubhouse before him, hosted by
Tom Bostic ("Tumblin' Tumbleweeds" was the theme
song). I also remember radio characters such as Uncle
Bob's on KALE (Cinnamon Bear and Crazy Quilt Dragon
series every year around Christmas time), Big John and
Sparky, etc. For a while, all we had were TV
rebroadcasts from Yakima, except for the failed
station that came from Walla Walla for a short time.
Now, we have so many cable or satellite channels and
still can't find a good program some times!
I'll never forget the first "color" TV picture I
ever saw.... it was at my friend, Ron Davis' house,
and was a sheet of plastic that had three bands of
color on it (red, blue, and green) which was draped
over the black/white image on the screen by his
parents.... disappointing! That was about 1953. It
wasn't until about 1966, when I got to WSU, that I
enjoyed my first color TV.
Enjoy.
Gary Bush, '66
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>>From: John Allen (66)
Dear Alumni Sandstorm,
Although Marc Franco was correct in his
general assertion that Japanese-Americans were treated
shamefully and more importantly, unconstitutionally,
during WWII, some of his claims turn out to be
emotional outburst rather than fact. A little honest
research never hurts the facts.
In FACT, not all Japanese-American citizens
were interned during the war. Few, if any, in the
Hawaiian Islands were interned, for purely practical
reasons. In those days, the "white" population was
significantly smaller than it is today and, after the
attack on Pearl Harbor, there was so much work to be
done that it could never have been accomplished
without the help of the Japanese-American citizenry.
That help was given willingly.
In FACT, there WERE "loyalty questionnaires"
which were given to all Japanese-Americans over the
age of 17. Question #28 asked the respondent to
swear allegiance to the United States. Many
Japanese-Americans refused to sign these papers, not
because they were, or intended to be disloyal, but
because they correctly perceived this to be an insult
to their high sense of honor.
In FACT, there WERE choices, at least for
young men and women of military age. The proud record
of the 442nd ("Go For Broke") Regimental Combat Team
and its 100th Battalion attest to this fact. (If I
am not mistaken, Senator Daniel Inouye from Hawaii was
a member of this unit.) According to official
records, nearly 10,000 nisei from the Hawaiian Islands
volunteered for the unit and 2,600 were accepted.
From mainland internment camps, only 1256 volunteered,
of which 800 were accepted. he war record of the
442nd RCT was impressive to say the least, and the
100th Battalion became know as the "Purple Heart
Battalion" because almost every soldier was awarded
that decoration at one time or another; many more than
once. Young women were also given the choice to join
the Army Nurse Corps.
Finally, Franco's use of the term
CONCENTRATION CAMP, while technically correct, is
confusing and inflammatory. Language changes over
time and in the days since the war, that term has come
to represent a VERY specific image in the minds of
most Americans. Marc knows precisely what that image
is. While life in the US internment camps was
certainly no country club existence, neither was it
the Nazi death camp existence which one normally
associates with the term CONCENTRATION CAMP. Our
parents' generation, which weathered the Great
Depression to eventually fight and win WWII, arguably
suffered more to preserve this nation than any
generation before or since . The treatment of
Japanese-Americans during the war proves they didn't
get everything right, but they deserve far better than
to have it said by their children that they created
and operated "concentration camps" for any of our
citizens.
Respectfully,
John M. Allen (Class of '66)
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>>From: Alan Porter (67)
What makes this the most fascinating site is the
fact that we all share a common heritage of attending
Col-Hi. As a student of Ray Juricich's Contemporary
World History class I remember him telling us to think
for ourselves. In 1945 the scientist and politicians
debated and did not agree on using the atomic bomb.
Debate should always be encouraged in a democracy and
hopefully even on this web site. Over the years we
have argued, agreed and disagreed on many items some
of earth shaking dimension and some of much less
importance. Let's do it with class and consider the
points and counter points that are made and then to
decide for ourselves what course of action we will
support. I believe that Irene would make an excellent
teacher for any student and we need more like her in
schools today. FDR in February 1942 signed Executive
Order 9066 which empowered the army, without warrants,
indictments or hearings, to arrest every Japanese-
American on the West Coast - 110,000 men, women and
children - to take them from their homes, transport
them far into the interior, and to keep them there
under prison conditions. In 1944 the US Supreme Court
upheld the forced evacuation on the grounds of
military necessity. In the 1980's data was uncovered
by legal historian Peter Irons that the army falsified
material in its brief to the Supreme Court.
There is much to be proud of as citizens of
Richland and of the USA but lets not forget that our
history has also been filled with unspeakable acts of
cruelty to others. It is only when we as a people are
willing to have a healthy exchange of ideas that push
us towards more noble and uplifting actions. Howard
Zinn, in his book Declarations of Independence, closes
by writing about George Kistiakowsky, a chemist our
had worked on the atomic bomb. "He understood that it
was not the bomb he had worked on, but the people he
had come to work with, on behalf of peace, that were
the ultimate power".
Alan Porter "67"
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>>From: Bill Yandon (68)
To all:
As one who has looked upon war as only, at
times, a necessary evil, I believe that it is good to
discuss this issue as well as any symbols of war.
If our children are to learn the value of
peace, justice, and a world free of violence, it is
going to come from the example of how we live and what
we believe in, rather than the names that we have for
our sports teams. There are more important things to
worry about than the mascot names given to our high
schools.
By the way, glad to see Bill Porter quoting
Randy Newman. Randy always brings a smile.
Peace. (had to say it)
Bill Yandon
Class of 1968
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>>From: Dan Henry (68)
Does anyone know the whereabouts of Tom Brewder
or Dave Roberts, class of 68?
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
The Fire Prevention Parade is next Saturday,
although they call it City Fair now. Does anyone else
remember the excitement of getting our bikes ready to
enter? We would go to Densow's for crepe paper and
run it through the spokes, think up a snappy slogan
and put it on cardboard taped to the handle bars.
That was the highlight of the Fall for me in grade
school. We would do a whole week of fire safety in
school, including pictures to color of Sparky the Fire
Dog and making Fire Hats out of construction paper
that were never quite
like the picture in the instructions.
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Steve Palmer (68)
To Rick Maddy-
I believe the "earth room" you referred to was
actually a bomb shelter built by a private citizen in
the 50s. It's still there, in the gravel pit across
the bypass highway from Duportail street. I was
running out there about a month ago, and although the
door has been removed, it is still dark, scary, and
full of snakes.
Warball=fear and terror. Trying to hide so you
weren't killed (literally) by one of those screaming
little rubber balls when they were launched by your
larger opponents - good memories! Was there some
redeeming value to the game that I missed, other than
giving the P.E. teacher masochistic pleasure at our
expense? Is the game played today in P.E. classes?
Steve Palmer (68)
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>>From: Steve Piippo (70)
TO: Irene de la Bretonne Hays (61)
I do not share your view but respect your view.
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>>From: Patty Stordahl (72)
Lois is a successfully wealthy woman married
to a man who has mob ties in NY Frank Nerko. He was
always my favorite uncle. I wanted to live with them
but my folks would never let me go. He always was
packing a gun.
Wes is dead yeah the great Richland DR gave
him a complete physical & told him he was in perfect
health 3 months later they found an oops they
overlooked a golf ball tumor in his brain. He died
2/5/96 of brain cancer. His sister Shirley died two
years prior of the same thing. June is happily married
to a retired gentleman & they are in West Richland.
She worked for years at the Hanford house, & at Lee's
Tahitian downtown. I even worked there for a while &
the moon palace. Just guess I like Chinese food.
Geri has a very well to do husband & one of her girls
Kay passed away from cancer. Her married name is
Shannon. They had 4 children Mike, Kay, Marc, &
Jackie Sue.. June had one son, Donnie Lois had one
son, Beverly had one son & one daughter late in life.
Crystal had 8 kids, man she still is the tinyiest of
them all. Shirley had 3 kids all older than us now.
Wes as most of you Alumni know had 6. Wayne he
attended Col high in 69 & went back to Benton City to
graduate, Steven, Mike who never had to switch schools
(he was the favorite) & me Patty, Debbie Holt Stordahl
she graduated in 76 & Richard (77) He is the one in
the wheel chair. He still is unfortunately. He lives
on Sanford in Richland now.
After 20 years of marriage Debbie just got a
divorce from her husband Mark Holt. Too bad but that
is the way it goes. They had two children Erika (15)
& Christian (4). She just bought a new home in
Snoqualmie. Wayne had 2 kids & is a grandpa. & I
didn't do the married thing well. Each one lasted
less than 3 years but I was busy had 4 kids. That was
the best thing. They are all grown up. Darcia Davis
is a Col-high Alumni of 94. Steve, Seattle grad and
military man. Rian graduated from Tyee in Seattle.
Janea will graduate in the year 01 from Foster in
Tukwila unless I take the Montana job.
Well gotta go Every one keep smiling we still
have our original teeth and that is pretty darn good.
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Matt Crowley spoke of Christ the King. Man,
did I get into a lot of trouble there and I only went
to catechism. 8 years old and full of questions --
wrong kind of kid to grow up catholic. My 3 brothers
preceded me and so when it was my turn I was already
on the nun's hit list. (Thanks a lot, guys!)
Remember the old black & white habits. Man,
UGLY!! No wonder they were so cranky. I remember
Sister Margaret and asking her if I could see what
nun's wore under the black dress. She was so
distressed that I asked the question I was taken to
Father Sweeny's office. He was stern but I think he
found it humorous really as I was just a kid that had
to many questions. I never did get the answer. Now I
really don't want it. Any one still have ruler scars
on their knuckles?? I do. Music lessons were the
worst. I hated piano lessons. That stupid ticking
machine on top the piano to click away and intimidate
the white/black key challenged people such as myself.
I had nightmares. Kind of like the tell tale heart
fear grips me every time I hear or see one of those
contraptions. Ahh, First Communion. Any one else get
that wafer stuck on the roof of your mouth. I must
have missed instruction day as I got it stuck and
tried to get it off by what ever means I could. Guess
how many Hail Mary's I got for that one.
Saturday confession. I hated not having
anything to tell the priest so I had to make up some
pretty wild stuff just to feel that I was a normal
kid.. I remember one bet my brothers and I had going.
I am sure they lied to me again but I told the priest
that my dad was not my real dad and that the man in
our house had killed my dad and buried him in our
basement and was holding us hostage and said he would
kill my mom if anyone told. We had police at our
house and boy I saw more than the nun's ruler that
day. Man, my dad was mad. I was just being creative
but I did win the bet and I won a vanilla shake from
tasty freeze below Col- high. Gosh it was good. Is
the TF still there? They made the best milkshakes.
Gotta go for now. Hope everyone is having as much fun
as I am.
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Regarding Warm, Fuzzy portrayal of the bomb. My
daughter graduated with a high GPS and for some it may
be destructive but definitely not for her. She is
even a free willy kind of gal. She associated it with
The Bombers were powerful not destructive. I agree
with history then and now. Pride in your country,
supporting and praying for the leaders and raising
your kids with respect for authority will teach them
how to interpret in a more positive way. Maybe I am
wrong but I am a single mom and have been for 14
years. My kids are awesome. I feel that there are
too many excuses handed to people these days and that
is why everyone is crying , Well if I wasn't
influenced this way or that I would not be like I am.
I don't think the bomb will make or not make anyone
violent or destructive. It is our history and we
should keep it alive. I do agree though. Every one
should be proud to stand up for their feelings and
that is why we all are so wonderful and unique. My
vote for what it is worth. Take life with a grain of
salt and laugh off the rest.
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Hat's off to Ron Richards. I responded to Irene on an
individual basis and I hope that she responds with a
more open mind to how many of us really do think. We
just may not agree. That is what is so wonderful
about humans. I hope all is taken with a grain of salt
and no one gets uppity by thinking their opinion is
the only reasonable opinion. All opinions are good to
the individual. Remember Opinions and Advise are like
belly buttons. We all have one and they all stink.
-Patty Stordahl
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>>From: Margaret "Peggy" Hartnett (72)
Hey Maren & Gary,
Did your hard drives melt down from the vehemence
of the past week? You know I found those contributions
the most interesting so far, I agree that it has to be
okay to bring up those things we disagree about/make
us uncomfortable or we should all shut up about those
great educations we got at Col Hi. I distinctly
remember being encouraged to use our brains -- and
then go eat --Spudnuts, of course. History is a living
part of us, and truth in history is served better in
an open forum.
My sister Kathy (69) asked me if I would ask the
members of the class of '67 if anyone knows the
whereabouts of Don Seimans. And thank you two for
creating this hot (in all senses of the word) spot.
-Peggy Hartnett (72)
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>>From: Marjo Vinther Burt (77)
A couple of people have mentioned May Baskets
recently. That was something I loved to do, too. We'd
weave baskets from strips of colored construction
paper, and fill them with lilacs and tulips. My Mom
found a cute poem a few years back that I thought the
other folks who used to give May baskets would enjoy:
May Baskets
Do you remember back in childhood
How we loved the first of May,
When we hung our flower-filled baskets on doorknobs,
Then ran away?
Do you remember how the gayest [!] basket
Was for the one we loved the best,
And in it went the blossoms
That were fairer than the rest?
Such a beautiful and gracious custom,
Somehow lost along the way,
But its memories still linger
As I welcome in the May.
- Millie Walton
-Marjo Vinther Burt (77)
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>>From: David McAdie (79)
Sorry, its me again.
To all of you Bombers out there who feel compelled to
reply to/with statements of opinion - please continue
to do so, but try to keep your mean spirited personal
comments out. You know the old saying "Opinions are
like @##&()%#, everyone has one" - sorry for my lack
of upbringing. It is fine to respond about your
opinion, but a person who does not share your view is
no more or less "right" than you!!!!!!!
Hey, by the way, who out there remembers our class of
'79 State Basketball Champions (except those of you
with the Book (grin)). That sure was a great memory
to graduate with.
Out.
Dave McAdie
(My Kid Beat Up Your Honor Student)
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>>From: Teresa LaMear Edie (80)
I've enjoyed the memories and thought it was time
for me to send something after the last round of
"politics" on the Sandstorm. When I was small ( the
late 60's and the early 70's) Dad used to take us in
his old dune buggy to some sand dunes. We would stay
all day and have lunch, some of the older kids would
ski on the sand using water skiis!!! I remember other
people being there that weren't part of my family. I
believe we were north of Pasco. Could we possibly have
been on or near the Juniper Forest?! Does anyone know?
Did anyone else participate in these grand weekend
adventures? What fun we had!!!
Thanks again,
-Teresa LaMear Edie, Class of 1980
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>>From: Mark Woodward (81)
Columbia High changed its name to Richland High. The name
change took place the year after my senior year - so I remember it
well. The controversy began with Hanford High students being upset
that Columbia High School was referred to as "Richland High". (RHS
etc.) So we voted and changed the name -not what they expected -but it
solved the problem (in our favor). The R and H were left intact in
the "Bomber Bowl" - one standing for Richland -the other for Hanford.
(but we all know they stand for Richland High. Oh well you can't win
them all, Hanford. Yes you did a fine piece of work with the airplane
circling overhead during our outdoor graduation (81) with the banner
expounded Hanford's superior status. (Hats off to Hanford for that
one).
I enjoy reading the online Sandstorm. I always print it off
and give it to my mother and father who enjoy reading it. (Dorothy
Osborne -Woodward (54). I will send it off to my brother -however few
from his year respond. (Bill Woodward (75).
Someone was looking for Kenny Roberts (class of around 60 or
so). He is my cousin and lives in Harrison Idaho.
good bye for now.
Mark A. Woodward
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10 Bombers wrote
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LOVED Jimmy Buffett at the Rose Garden in Portland on the 29th.
Downloaded 115 e-mails today when I got back. Sending Sandstorms for
missed days - in order - catching up fast, but need to sleep now... so
just sending this one for right now. Gary is gone on vacation til the
11th... so send 'entries' to me or they won't make it in the Sandstorm
til Gary gets back and sends them to me.
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
To: Evelyn Crowder (46)
Sorry I didn't answer your message right away,
and I'm sorry I missed the Club 40 reunion. So much
has gone on this year. My sister Rosemary Johnson
Cook Eden (48) had a brain aneurysm on June 25, and a
week later her husband died. They had been living by
O'Sullivan dam at the Potholes. She ended up in the
Richland Life Care Center where she received therapy
(mainly speech) and just got out last week. She is
living with me for the present.
By the way, the woman in the next room to her
was also a stroke victim and it was Jean Bobo Deberry!
I understand Jean got to go home today.
Do you come out every year for the Club 40
reunion?
What were the years that Bell furniture was
giving boxes to the girl graduates? Did it extend to
the 70's? I hadn't heard of it till I saw it on the
Alumni Sandstorm.
Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
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>>From: Colleen McDermott Crook (58)
TO: Dan Noble, Kathy Rice Veverka, Bill Olson,
Jerry Whitten, Jim Meigs, Jim Tadlock, Gale Thompson
Thank you so much for your time and effort in putting
together our 40th class reunion. You did a great job,
we had a blast and our hats are off to you. Well done.
Go Bombers!
-Colleen McDermott Crook (58)
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>>From: Bob Rector (62)
Earl Bennett (63) asked about the sister of Terry
Davis (aka Terrence Knox)
Answer:
You will not find sister, Judy, in any Bomber annual.
She would have graduated with the class of '62.
I was their Tri-Hard Herald paper boy and Judy
chased me thru 5th and 6th grades. She also pushed
me into the irrigation ditch behind Jason Lee School.
Went to her birthday party only to find myself with
Judy and about 10 other girls. Oh well.
Anyway, her little brother Terry (about 1st or 2nd
grade) was a pain. He was "fiesty" to say the least.
He always wanted to fight and wrestle. I was the
big 5th grader and would hold him off with my hand
on his head or chest. He would wildly swing away at
me, ALWAYS REPEATING THE SAME LINE, "I'M
GONNA MAKE MINCEMEAT OUTTA YA". So, I
always called him "mincemeat". Whenever I went
over to see Judy, taking care of "mincemeat" was
always the first item on the agenda. He was a true
"pistol". I believe there were at least 2 divorces
in the family - Judy left with one parent in 1956 or
so. Sue Knox, of course, would know the whole story.
-Bob Rector '62
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>>From: Sherry Nugent Dupuy (62)
TO: Kathy Rathvon -- who wrote: "I remember going
to school with the poufiest and flounciest skirt and
coming home with my skirt looking very limp."
You just reminded me that my Dad once said we all
looked like a bunch of flowers flouncing our way on
the streets to school. That was the closest to poetry
I ever heard from him.
Sherry Nugent Dupuy (62)
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>>From: Gregor Hanson (65)
To Bones Brewer -
Of course I remember Jimmy Ard (lived in a
ranch house on the corner of Elm and Cottonwood) as he
cost me a no hitter in Little League (when both Rod
Brewer and I pitched and played for the NB of C team
in Columbia Little League), as Ard allowed a little
weak pop fly to land in front of him in Right Field
instead of making the catch!! As many may know, Jimmy
moved to the mid-west (Chicago I believe) during
junior high years and eventually became a successful
college basketball player with the University of
Cincinnati Bearcats, and then on to the pros in the
NBA with the Boston Celtics!!
Commenting on a couple of the posts regarding
Little League in Richland; I believe the best corps of
12 year old home run hitters in Richland LL history
occurred in about 1956 and included Bill Blankenship
(Dawson Richards team in the American LL); Doug Lukens
(NB of C in the Columbia LL); and Jim Adrian and Jack
Kern (Thrifty Drug and Spudnut Shop teams as I recall
of the National LL). All of these guys were in the
20+ HR count in their respective leagues. Lukens went
on to play for WSU and pitch for the St. Louis
Cardinals franchise. Blankenship and Adrian are still
living in the Tri-City area!!
Chris Fleischer (National LL) is a teacher at
Kamiakin High School in Kennewick.
After almost 50 years of the Columbia Little
League being located at the Spalding School grounds,
the field area has been bought by a Christian church
school and will be no more!!
Bomber Regards
Gregor Hanson '65
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>>From: Jim Fleming (65)
Gary and Janis: Have fun on your Holiday.
You guys have worked hard and deserve it! Thank you,
Dick Wight, for giving us the facts regarding the
death of your step mother. If it weren't for this
site, we may never have learned what really happened!
Wild Bill's Market is an early memory for me,
riding in the basket seat thru the produce dept.
Customers could use "counter checks" back then. They
could write in the name of their bank and the amount.
The checks were generic and I don't remember anyone
ever asking for ID. But, when the "Modern" Safeway
was built it was lots of fun to go in a use a child
size grocery cart! We made a special trip on Opening
Day!
Two subjects not covered much are school
carnivals and science fairs. Especially in 5th and 6th
grades, the carnivals were real excitement! And being
able to enter the Science Fair and get a ribbon. I
think everyone got something even if it was for
participation. Also, the first time I drank a Shasta
was stopping off at Westgate on VanGeisen. This was
way before pull tabs, so the lady would open it for
you. We would pretend it was beer because it was in a
can. They had a pretty good candy counter as well. I
can't get over inflated prices of candy now! A year
ago when I bought a twinkie at a 7-11 it was over a
dollar. I remember when they went from 10 cents to 12
cents!
Diamonds Variety Store in Uptown had pets.
Birds and hamsters. We used to like going in there to
look around but one lady was always following us thru
the place and the counters were low enough we couldn't
hide very well.
Our first tv had only 1 channel (19) and my
dad spent a lot of time up on the roof with the rest
of the family yelling out the front door "a little to
the right, no the left, no leave it there!!"
-Jim Fleming (65)
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>>From: Larry Reid (68)
Does anyone remember being a Patrol Boy? I
remember the uniforms and walking in parades. We
had a whole chain of command. I was a Sargent at
Marcus Whitman (old Marcus Whitman!) in 6th grade.
Mr. Dudley was my teacher and also headed up the
Patrol Boys. Bill Hedges was the Captain. I can't
remember the other officers. We took it pretty
seriously in those days. We stood at parade rest on
the corner just waiting for some lower classmen to
cross the street so we could impress them. Of course
I don't believe there were any girl Patrol Boys. We
weren't an equal opportunity organization back then -
hell didn't know what that meant!
Mr. Dudley was my favorite teacher of all
time. He still lives in Richland. My parents see him
now and then at the CUP church in Richland. I also
remember playing tether ball. For awhile that was the
craze. Got some sore hands doing that and a sore head
once or twice!
Larry Reid (68)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
Several people to reply to after reading this two-parter:
First to Jerry Spears -- Do I ever remember
that game with Kurt Crownover!!!!!!! I was in the pep
band and we were seated down on the ice. I remember it
being so chilly down there that we in the clarinet
section were afraid our reeds freeze. The concept of
an ice arena was WAY beyond us. Anyway, we thought
the game was a goner until Kurt made that little hook
shot. Talk about crazed fans -- I didn't know I could
yell AND play the fight song! That was my
introduction to Bomber Basketball. I told people for
years that I had never been to Spokane in the
daylight, but always after dark on rooter busses and
the band bus. I wasn't allowed to stay over and
thought my parents were from the dark ages. As the
parent of a female RHS grad I understand why they were
that way. My daughter was never allowed to stay over
in Spokane, either!
Next is Steve Palmer and war ball: I remember
Mr. Olson at Marcus Whitman having us play war ball.
I hated it!! Several years ago, I substituted for one
of the P.E. teachers at Park Middle School in
Kennewick quite often. On rainy days in the spring and
fall the eighth graders favorite activity was. . .
that's right war ball. Particular favorite variations
were boys verses girls and "kill the 7th graders."
Some things never change.
To Dan Henry: I know that Tom Brewder is
still in Richland. His dad still lives on Lee. Tom
helped out with the Reunion this summer. We had an
address for Dave Roberts in Benton City, but got no
response.
And finally the "red dot": My dad didn't like
butter for some reason and when we had it with
grandma's homemade rolls at Thanksgiving and
Christmas, it was a real treat. I guess that I am too
young (knowing grin) to remember having to mix our own
color in, but I do remember hearing about it and that
the reason we did was because the dairy farmers in
Wisconsin and Michigan had convinced congress that
selling margarine already colored was getting in the
way of their selling of butter, so it was against the
law for quite a long time to sell pre-colored
margarine. Sounds like a good story anyway.
That all the memories and trivia for now.
-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)
I remember Kurt Crownover as "Cayote" Crownover.....
and didn't you guys play on the team that scored 103
against Grandview in 66?
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>>From Peggy Kinney Naylor (81)
In response to David McAdie:
Hi ya Dave!! I remember the Basketball Tournament.
Was that the year that my folks let me run around with
you guys when I was suppose to be with the band? Do
you remember that? We walked all around the bad/scary
part of Seattle and we ended up at some dumpy donut
shop? Was that the same year? And was that the same
year a Bomber Hat ended up on the Chief Seattle
Statue? I remember all those times at the Payless
parking lot... I wonder how many gallons of bleach you
guys went though. I remember your GTO. Blue with
sparkles..Dennis Lindgren still has his truck as far
as I know. That's it for me, I love reading this
stuff.
Take care all
Peggy Kinney Naylor
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