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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/1/99
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7 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in:
Mary Triem (47), Marguerite Groff (54),
John Worrell (59), JoAnn Dresser (61),
Vicki Schrecengost (67), Rick Valentine (68),
Sheryl Romsos (76), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Mary Triem Mowery (47)

I've been reading all the wonderful memories of
you "young folks" for several weeks now and have
decided to finally put in my 2 cents worth.

Our family came to Richland when the Bombers
were still the Beavers in 1945, and we changed
the name during the 2 years I attended "Col-Hi",
graduating in 1947.  Are there any more OLDSTERS
who read this great stuff?  If so, would love to hear
from you.

-Mary Triem Mowery (47)
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)

Glad to see the ranks of Class of '54 increase
by at least 1.  Welcome to the Alumni Sandstorm,
Jack Moorman (54).  It took your input for Andrew
Eckert, who has just been lurking out there, to
finally add his comments.  Andrew, I grew up in
just about the same neighborhood as you.  You
mentioned, Charles Killingsworth, Don Holden,
Tom Skelly, Larry Christenson and Jack Moorman.
Charlie's family moved with DuPont right after
the eighth grade.  (We lost several classmates at
that time; when GE took over the Hanford site.)
We lost contact with him; except that when
Larry Christenson was in the service, stationed
in the southeast, Charlie and another old friend
whose family moved with DuPont, Carol Berry,
visited Larry.   It really was a thrill for him. I
think Don Holden moved just prior to our Senior
year to somewhere else in the state.  Tom Skelly
is living in West Richland, and Larry lives in the
house he grew up in; around the corner from
the "F" house where you lived.  I don't think
any of them are on-line.  You really need to
come to our 45th class reunion.  It makes no
difference if you actually graduated with us -
you were there for your formative years.   Normally
Jack and his wife make the reunion.

Gary Christian (67) - I too remember Mrs. Peterson,
when she was principal of the old Sacajawea.  She
was such a great lady.  She died several years ago,
I remember seeing her obit.  I don't know how old
she was.

There's been some talk about favorite teachers.
My favorite was Mrs. Bice, in 6th grade at
Sacajawea.  The kids who didn't have her, didn't
like her.  They thought she was mean.  She was
tough, she wanted the best that we could give
her and she didn't settle for less - and because
of how we felt about her, we wanted to give her
our best.  We gave her a special party for her
birthday that year.  Mrs. Peterson was a big help
in the planning and implementing of that party,
since we used the school cafeteria for the
festivities.  I remember that party very clearly;
and also our end of school party which she
hosted in her back yard (1500 block of Mahan).
We used the large area behind her house (now
called Stevens Park) to run races, play ball, etc.
I think I remember more details of that year
than any other year in elementary.  Mrs. Laney
was also a teacher at Sacajawea while I was there.

In fifth grade we moved into the same hutments
at Sacajawea that you mentioned.  They were
OK.  However, they didn't hold up too well when
one of our classmates in 7th grade would get
mad at the teacher and sit and bang holes in the
wall with his head.  We had this teacher who
was the exact opposite of Mrs. Bice.  He didn't
have control of the class at all.  Everyone made
fun of him and did as little as possible of what
he wanted.   Whenever the wind was blowing
and he would go from the hutment to the main
school he would hold the top of his head and
we just knew he must be wearing a toupee.
Such silliness - in retrospect I feel very sorry
for this man, but he probably shouldn't have
been a teacher.  As a matter of fact, after our
class was through, we heard he decided on
another vocation.  He was living with his sister
and brother-in-law across the street from my
house.  At one point he told my mother that he
was disappointed in me because I didn't stand
up for him against my classmates.  In seventh
grade!!!  I suppose I was one of the few kids
who was nice to him, but what kid at that age
takes a stand for the teacher against fellow
students, especially when I knew he was not
a good teacher.  Mom didn't tell me about it
until the end of the school year and he had moved.

Ramona Miller Garcia (54) - thanks for the plug
about our 45th reunion. You give me too much
credit.  There are wonderful and great people
helping.  I urge all you from Class of 54, to
check out the Class of 54 web site where you
will find a link to our class reunion information.
Maren has been wonderful about setting up the
web site.  As things progress we will update the
site.   A letter is being sent this next week.
Looking forward to hearing from you.

-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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>>From: John Worrell (59)

For John Zilar (57):
The 1st police station I recall was located where
the old library parking lot used to be... across
GWWay from  the Red Robin (or where Adrians
used to be). From there it was moved to Knight St..
Glad to see some ex-Col-Hi bandsmen showing up.
I played trumpet in the band at Carmichael and
Col-Hi (as did my brother Paul (57). I went on to
play in the Marine Corps Band for four years and
a year in the CBC band.

later,

-John Worrell (59)
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>>From: JoAnn Dresser Nai-che (61)

Hi everyone on the Sandstorm page, Happy New Year.

I am trying to locate Bill and Chuck Wiley.  Last known
location: California.

Enjoy reading the stories about all the adventures
and memories of Richland.

-JoAnn Dresser Nai-che, class of 61
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>>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)

Does anyone remember the DJ who tried to break
the record for staying awake the longest while
broadcasting on the air?  I think this was the
summer of '66.  All I remember is that he became
increasingly incoherent as the hours/days passed
(well duh!)  I guess it must have been on KORD.  I
don't think he ever got close to breaking the record.

-Vicki Schrecengost (67)
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>>From: Rick Valentine (68)

RE: The Girl Across The Street

To: Charlotte Rahmig Blair (66)

HI. from one of the late kids on Howell Ave. I
remember lots of mornings being late for the
bus and you and Terri DuFault and me running
for the bus all the way down the block. Thank
god Laura McCullough was usually later than
we were, (Laura McCullough are you out there?)
even after we got to the bus the driver would
still have to wait for Laura. Laura would always
send her books home with me, and I would drop
them off at her house on the way home. What is
Chuck doing these days? Is Rob McCullough
around somewhere, I see Vic Day has a web
site I am going to drop him a note also. What
ever happened to Pat Pearson, Gayle Harrison,
and Sadi Ward? I saw on the memorial page
that Patti Zbyszewski had passed away,
Zbyszewski's lived in Howell Ct. Went down
Howell through the old neighborhood last
summer when I was in town, doesn't look the
same, the vacant lot is gone and the little
scrawny trees are huge. Great to see your
name in the Sandstorm and yes I do remember
you very well. Have only been on this site a
little over a week and am really enjoying
hearing from old friends. (Thanks Gary and
Maren).

All for now, so many questions, so little space!

-Rick Valentine (68)
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>>From: Sheryl Romsos Senyk (76)

Hello to Kerry "The Kisser" Watts (76), as you
were fondly known as in Mrs. Bondurant's
kindergarten class at Marcus Whitman!  It's
nice to see another 76 Bomber here in the
Sandstorm -- please tell others!

-Sheryl Romsos Senyk (76)
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>>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

Shirley Collings Haskins (66):  Before your Mom
worked for Ernie's, she was head waitress at the
Pennywise Drug store Cafe.  She gave me my first
job in Wa. She was a dear lady and a very fair boss.
We always went to her table when we would go to
Ernie's and then later Ray's for dinner.  I seem to
remember she gave me the job because I was from
the South and she was too.  Was she?  I remember
your Dad, too.  Very handsome man and very kind.

-Bomber Mom     BJ Davis
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/2/99 - GROUND HOG DAY
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9 Bombers sent stuff in:
Ray Gillette (49), Don Fisher (50),
Kay Mitchell (52), Shirley Davis (56),
Les MacDowell (57), Jerry Moorman (59),
Kipp Quinlan (64), Vickie Andersen (67),
Holly Chamberlain (76)
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>>From: Ray Gillette (49)

RE: 1949 peccadillos

Mary Triem Mowery (49) asked if any other old
timers were listening.  Hi Mary. I was in the class
of '49 and we were a fun loving bunch.  I have
seen some to the "naughty" things done by some
of the younger Bombers and thought I would relate
at least one that we participated in.  When I say
"We" I am not going to say just who even though
the statute of limitations should have run out my now.

The old Safeway store near to downtown had a
few of my classmates working as "box boys" from
time to time.  During the '47 to '49 time period they
were a busy store and one of the duties of the box
boys was of course to carry out the cases of beer
ordered by customers.  So quite often they would
be carrying out a case of beer to someone's car as
directed by the cashier. Could you believe that on
occasion an extra case would be carried out and
rather than to a car it would be deposited into the
huge trash container to the side (rear?) of the store.
Later, when it was late and the store was closed
someone would return to the scene and pull out the
full case of beer for consumption.  This happened
a few times to the great delight of some of us.  I
refuse to reveal the names the perpetrators.
However, one time instead of a case of beer,
the theft was a case of wine.  Happened that that
night there was a basketball game at Col Hi. and
being the inexperienced drinkers you might expect,
it was pretty obvious that there had been some
drinking going on.  During the time we are there
someone reported that Mr. Fran Rish, football
coach and all around "good buy" was enumerating
all of us with questions like "How is Gillette doing?....
How is so and so doing?" .... etc. Was a little bit
embarrassing to me because part of that time period,
my Mother was the High School PTA president.
One would think that I should have been a better
behaved young man.

Any others who participated in those kinds of pranks
will have to reveal their own identities.

We did have a lot of fun in those years and I
remember the year of the flood and I was working
as a soda jerk in Marvel Morgan's Drug Store.
Every one was a bit marooned in town so there
was a lot of business.  The space between
C.C.Anderson's and the Drug Store down town
was filled with people with nothing to do.

hose days were before we had heard much
about gangs, but we had ours like the Hunt
Point All Stars (Rex Davis, Rufus Peterson,
Rem Ryals, et. al. )  The Thayer Drive River
Rats (Phil Raekes, Mel Stratton,  et. al.)  The
P.S. and Bs.  Who can tell me what "PS" and
"B" stood for?

Good memories

Let's hear from others from the classes of the
forties.  I know Richard (Dickie Lee Roberts) is
tuned in most of the time.  He was one of our
finest cheerleaders along with Dick Quigley
in those days.

-Ray Gillette (49)
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>>From: Don Fisher (50)

To Barb Grant (62);
Sorry I'm late on this reply, my daughter just
found your letter in her Email book. I am sure
I would recognize you if I saw you.  I see a lot
of Seimens workers at McDonald's early in the
morning and I know them by sight but names are
mostly gone.  I don't blame the memories loss on
old age but it sure seems to get worse every year.

If my daughter didn't have the computer, I know
I wouldn't know about the Bomber mail and look
at the records of 1953 and older numbers printed,
very few.

Bomber Alumni:

In 1946 when I was a freshman we kept seeing
seniors who weren't in school and we found that
they were partying at the irrigation canal outside
of West Richland.  It turned out that they were
all new to town and school wasn't their best interest.
The class of 1950 was the first to go all 4 years in
High School together plus 2 years of local Grade
Schools so we all know each other.

-Don Fisher (50)
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>>From: Kay Mitchell Coates (52)

A few days ago someone mentioned "The Mart".
That was a hangout for some of us in the 50's.
My friends and I would sit in a booth for hours
sipping green rivers and cherry cokes, waiting
and watching for some of the Camp Hanford
soldiers to come in so we could flirt with them.
Several of my friends married fellows from
Camp Hanford. There was an excitement in
visiting and occasionally dating one of these
"foreign" fellows, as it was strictly forbidden
by my Mom.  I do remember one night Nonajean
Sterling (52) and I sneaked away from the
Rainbow Girls meeting at the Masonic Temple
and walked down the hill to The Mart to meet
a couple soldiers and have coffee (we were
trying to act like "adults!) with them, then we
had to hustle ourselves back to the Masonic
Temple in time for Mrs. Sterling to pick us up
and give us a ride home.

Another time we decided we would go to the
bar in the back of the place (Anyone remember
the name of that cocktail lounge?) and lie about
our age - just for the trill of being served a drink.
Only trouble was we had just come from a
football game and I had my Pep Club sweater on
with the big bomb emblem on the front! Duhhh!
We were promptly asked to leave!!!

-Kay Mitchell Coates (52)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Shirley Davis (56)

Date: Mon Feb 1 19:59:57 1999

First visit to this great walk down memory lane.
Please add me to the 56 class e-mail. Tried to
reach Alan Sargent but wasn't able to at his
e-mail address given. Have been in West Virginia
for the past 27 years.

Hope to hear from my classmates.

-Shirley Davis (56)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Les MacDowell (57)

Date: Mon Feb 1 15:19:32 1999

I can thank Ray Loescher (57) for telling me about
this site. A big "thank you" to each one who has
developed it to what we have now.

In this my 37th year of teaching high school math.
I am beginning to anticipate retirement in "a few"
more years. Our two children are grown and have
families of their own; our daughter and her family
live on Maui, Hawaii and our son and his family live
here in Lewiston, Idaho.

Keep in touch!

-Les MacDowell (57)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest book:

>>From: Jerry Moorman (59)

Date: Mon Feb 1 11:43:16 1999

I started receiving the Alumni Sandstorm a week or so
ago and read it daily. I must admit I peruse the entries
for (names of past friends) the years have slipped by
as fast as the Columbia River but these various entries
bring back wonderful memories of when things were
"less" complicated. Or so we thought. It was very
sobering to visit the site that listed those no longer
with us. I thank those who administer these wonderful
sites. The memories are wonderful. I do remember one
memory I would like to share. Mr. Haag the Vice
Principal at the time greeted me my first day of high
school by bringing me into his office and trying to
scare me. He said he had my brother, Jack, my
cousins, Shirley and Bobbie Jean, and would not
stand for one more Moorman causing him heartache.
I assured him I was different. The next day he
caught me drag racing in the front parking lot. He
watch me faithfully for the next 3 years. It ws
great. My memories of Richland have tr.....
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Guest Book entries hold a limited number of characters -Maren
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>>From: Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64)

TO: Mrs. Edwards -

I always have so many nice memories when I think
of you.  The first memory was the very first day
of class - Home Room, 9th Grade, - Sue Sutch (64),
Judy Campbell (64) and I walked into the classroom
and Judy Campbell speaks up saying - "I know you....
you're the old parakeet lady!"   The look on your
face was delightful.

Another memory was of you calling Frank Stratton (64)
- Y'but - due to his starting every conversation with
the words - "Yah, but....."

Remember the time you took Mrs. Anderson to your
home in the car that the front seats folded down?
And driving down the gravel road to your house you
laid the seat back so you were lying on your back
and scared the daylights out of her.  Probably the
only time anyone ever saw Mrs. Anderson blow her
cool.  I will never forget you telling us about it.

What about that 'black and white' shirt that you
used to wear with the black skirt until Gay told you
that you looked too much like a hippy.

Sue Sutch and I and sometimes Judy Campbell used
to ride our horses out to your house - never forget
the first time we met your son (sorry, I can't
remember his name) - he came around the house and
said - 'What kin I do you fer?"

Last day of class you told me to forget school and
stick with animals.  I didn't do it.

Well, that's enough for tonight.  God Bless you for
being a wonderful, caring teacher.

-Kipp Quinlan Schmidt (64)
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>>From: Vickie Andersen Simmons (67)

Hi Maren,

Last week Gary Christian (67) asked if anyone
remembered the Skyline Drive In.  This is one
of my Richland memories that I tell my kids all
the time.  A group of us girls went to see "Psycho"
there.  Somehow or other, I was the unlucky one
who got to go to the concession stand to get
everyone's refreshments.  I was one car away
from ours when the infamous 'shower scene' hit
the screen.  I was so scared I threw popcorn,
drinks and all up in the air and made for the car
as fast as I could go! When I first told my children
this, they could not relate (the remake of 'Psycho'
hadn't come out), so I rented the classic to try to
give them the full effect.  It's not the same in the
safety of your home in broad daylight.  My children
can't really relate to drive in theaters.  In Alaska,
it's too cold to go in the winter when it's dark and
in the summer it never gets dark enough!

Thanks for the memories!

-Vickie Andersen Simmons (67)
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>>From: Holly Chamberlain (76)

One of my very favorite teachers of whom I
have not yet seen mention was Mary Gustavson
at Marcus Whitman.  I had her for third grade,
which meant, among other things, studying pioneers.
Candle-dipping, spinning and/or weaving, and all
sorts of labor-intensive activities that must have
taken a lot of effort to set up for us were among
ways she attempted to get us to think.  We
conceptually traveled the Oregon Trail by being
able to move our "wagons" across a chart as we
successfully learned various levels of the
multiplication tables.  (Thank goodness we "went
west" on multiplication.  I would never have made
it to the Pacific if I had been traveling on my
division skills.)  Our class newspaper documented
issues of the day in, no doubt, hard-hitting prose.
Third grade was a terrific experience, even with
division reducing me to tears from time to time.
Mrs. Gustavson is a warm-hearted, intelligent,
energetic, practical person who does more than talk
about caring for other people.  I am very happy with
my daughter's current third grade teacher, but
Mrs. Gustavson's version of the year is what I use
as a yardstick!

-Holly Chamberlain, '76
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/3/99
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11 Bombers sent stuff in:
Gail Henderson (53), Max Sutton (57),
Vera Smith (58), Ruth Miles (59),
Paula Beardsley (62), Jim Hamilton (63),
Kenny Wright (63), Berta Hettinger (64),
Stu Osborn (71), Willard Ule (73),
Laurie Hammack (75)
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>>From: Gail Henderson Renner (53)

Someone had mentioned Mrs. Meecham (sp) our
biology teacher.  We always remarked about her
clothes as well, only I remembered it as a blue
print dress that on Monday was perfect, but by
Friday her slip strap was showing as well as an
inch or so on the bottom.  We really were not very
nice I am afraid. One of the greatest memories
was when the torso on her desk, I think,  had lost
his drape.  She was so flustered trying to put it
back on around the waist. of course, we all tho't
it was great.  She must have been a caring person
and loved her job to have stayed as long as she did.

By reading this I do remember a lot of things I had
forgotten.  So keep it coming.

-Gail Henderson Renner (53)
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 >>From: Max Sutton (57)

I remember the smell of Church's grape juice
in Kennewick on a soft summer night along with
the smell of mint from the fields.  We moved to
Richland in 45 from Okla and lived the first
few years in a 3 bedroom prefab on Smith Street.
I remember the dust storms then, My mom rigged
a life line from our house to neighbor's and if my
Dad was at work she would get us kids and use
it to find the neighbor's house. There we would
stay until the storm was over.  Later we moved
into an F house on Barth in the south end of town.
I went to school at Marcus Whitman. Carmichael
and Col. High all within three blocks of each other.
Anybody remember ole C.C.Anderson's dept. store?
Just the smell of it you walked in.  How about the
Pit and jumping off into the refrigeration material
the railroad dumped there.  The Village theater
and the Saturday cowboy shows, two movies, two
cartoons, and a serial, you just beat that and all
for less than a quarter.

-Max Sutton (57)
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>>From: Vera Smith Robbins (58)

TO ALL CLASS OF '58 ALUMNI (and spouses)

The first monthly, no host luncheon for the class
of '58 will be held on Sunday, February 7th at
Roy's Chuckwagon Smorgy off Columbia Center Blvd.
This luncheon will be a monthly get together on the
first Sunday of each month.  Come if you can and if
you can't, just remember it will be held every month
on the first Sunday at 1:00 p.m.  This is will be a
casual get together just to keep in touch and eat
and chat!

Hope to see you there.  (YES JIM SMITH, THERE
WILL BE OTHER GUYS THERE!)

Vera Smith Robbins (58)
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>>From: Ruth Miles Bruns (59)

Groundhog Day was a bit extra special this year
because Bomber classmate Jim Krider (59) got
published in the Washington Post (it's my local
paper; I live in the Maryland suburbs of
Washington DC) and got quoted besides!

The news was the case in Port Angeles where
a pediatrician was being tried in the death of
an infant, and the prosecutor and judge were
brought in from elsewhere (Jim as prosecutor
of Snohomish County).

You can see it for yourself on the Internet at
http://www.washingtonpost.com Click on "National"
in the column of choices, then click on "National:
Print Edition."

(P.S. It was fun to see postings from Mary
Kerstetter Yount (68) and Ralph Koontz (62) who
live in this area and sail in the Chesapeake Bay.
You folks are after my time, but I enjoy knowing
that other Bombers have infiltrated the National
Capital. Our family has not actually owned boats,
but we have some friends who do, and enjoy sailing
with them when we get the chance.)

::: ::: :::
Ruth Miles Bruns
Jefferson /Chief Jo / Col Hi '59
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>>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)

Hi - Have been getting a lot of requests for
"Long Road to Self government".  If you are
interested - be sure to e-mail me and I will
keep you informed as to the progress on the
reprinting.

Saw a comment regarding the "bomb" that went
off for the city celebration.  As many of you
may remember, Dad fired off the fireworks
for years at Frontier Days, fourth of July and
whenever else.  He was also responsible for
setting off the "bomb".  Was really surprised
when it blew out the window at Korten's Music
Store in Uptown.   Had just a little more bomb
stuff in it than he thought.  Interesting note -
he was issued the third -#3- pyrotechnician
license in the state of Washington.

-Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)
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>>From: Jim Hamilton (63)

Lest we forget.

Today, the 3rd of February, is the 40th anniversary
of "The Day The Music Died".  "I can't remember if
I cried, when I heard about his widowed bride, but
something touched me deep inside............."

Do recall that the Sunny Hyatt, the big sister of
Bobby and Billy Chipmunk, was all bummed out over
Buddy Holly dying.  Me, I was a Gene Vincent and
the Blue Caps kinda guy, so I kinda just sorta "what
the heyyyyed".

40 years later, now I'm all crapped out.  Never
been to Lubbock, Clovis or Mason City, Iowa.  But
I'm partial to  Rave On, and Not Fade Away.  Buddy
would have been cool, but I can't see him at 60 with
his hair dyed black, wearing Roy Orbison's glasses
and trying to be hip and look like he's having the time
of his life at the Puyallup.  It's sorta  worked for the
Beach Boys, The Temptations, and I kinda identified
with the Fat Elvis.

To paraphrase Jerry Jeff Walker, "With the passing
of Gene and Roy, and the death of Stevie Ray, it seems
the light of our own life, gets dimmer every day"

Forget Buddy Holly, That'll be the day

semper bomberus

jimbeaux
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>>From: Kenny Wright (63)

Speaking of teachers, I have three that have had
a lasting impact on me: (1) Mrs. Manners @ Lewis
and Clark 1st Grade ('50-'51); she introduced me
to Dick, Jane, Puff, Spot, Sally, et. al. and taught
me to read and write with those pencils that were
as big as your wrist.  (2) Vera (I hope that I can
use your first name now) Edwards in 9th Grade
homeroom English @ Carmichael - the first and
only English teacher I had in Richland.  And finally
(3) my beloved Dr. Ida May Mecum, she was one
of the most dedicated persons unequivocally
dedicated to other people in the pursuit of
knowledge and understanding.  There are so
many others I have failed to mention that have
been so important to my development that I want
to say thanks to Richland and the head start it
gave me in a world that was nothing like the
town I grew up in.

Thanks

-Kenny (63)
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>>From: Berta Hettinger (64)

To: Frazier Botsford (62)

We used to call hanging onto bumper of a car
in the snow, "hooky bobbin'" (spelling?)

Berta Hettinger (64)
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>>From: Stu Osborn (71)

One day you were a big 6th-grader, the next year a
lowly "soph" at Chief Joseph Junior High School,
the Warriors! What a transition that ended up being
in the late 60's...

* Mrs. Sherrard's 7th grade Life Science class:
An absent-minded professor, sure, but I ended up
learning about paramecium and protozoa... (Robin Moore
helped me out of a "jam", one time, eh Robin? -
Something about a head being stuck in the tilt window
before class, if I can recall...)

* I believe it was in 8th grade: "Romeo and Juliet"
oral reading in class with me as Romeo and Cindy Maki
as Juliet! Whoo-hoo!! We were all the way across the
room the whole time. (Was wearing a plaid "bleeding
Madras" shirt around then...)

* In 7th grade, having some 9th grader come up from
behind, grab, twist and rip the Levi tag off my new
pants - Then next year,  tearing off the 7th graders'
new Levi tags - and losing all interest in 9th grade...

* 9th grade dancing class in P.E. with the girls!
What a drama! Tenseness reigned. Palms sweat.
(Who would I get?!) Once I met the girl, found out
I kinda liked dancing.  I could do this! (I still can't
remember who I got.)

* Turning out for 9th grade basketball - my
bud Tom Brush (71) and Kelvin Soldat (71) made
it, I got cut. (Should've been going over to the
Davis' court on Tinkle to hang out and practice,
I guess... Hmm... their court wasn't built by then...
probably wouldn't have helped anyway - had
"Bird's disease".)  But there were many "heated"
basketball match-ups at Columbia Park on that
half-court down by the river with some of the
guys from Pasco...

* Mr. Campbell's 9th grade English class: He'd
have us type up and he'd mimeograph copies of
45 Rock record lyrics and then invite full class
participation to evaluate the meanings of the lyrics.
The Beatles', "A Day In The Life" sparked quite
a whirlwind of discussion, I do believe. ("The
Sounds of Silence" - Simon & Garfunkel and "Shapes
of Things" - Yardbirds were the songs I read aloud
and evaluated.)

* The dreaded NEDT and Wash. Pre-College tests
that confirmed that yes, we could all go to college
but not as Math majors... All for now.

-Stu Osborn (71)
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>>From: Willard Ule (73)

HEY BOMBERS;

Does anyone else remember KALE radio. Also
through reading other's remembering, Mayfair
market has haunted Me. In my first year at Col-Hi
I lifted two bottles of apple wine. We didn't get
caught but the fear of getting caught taught me
one a lesson. No more lifting for me. Besides,
that was the worst drunk that man has ever felt.
Endue wine just makes the drunk worse. I
prayed that I would die. Also does anyone
remember Max Jensen?  He Taught boys P.E
His boy became very very ill.  I live by the
Max rule: If I question something its not if
it is right or wrong but rather what would
MAX JENSEN do.

well later

WILLARD D, ULE M.D. (73)
           "DOC"
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>>From: Laurie Hammack (75)

I've been reading the Sandstorm for about 2
months now and loving it. But I couldn't keep
quiet any longer after reading Kellie Walsh's (77)
message on where the old female athletes are
and candidates for Hall of Fame. Title 9 came
in when my class were Junior's. There was no
Girls Big 9? basketball tourney for us 75er's.
But we had a great team. The girls basketball
team was started in 74. Liza Eshbach? was an
excellent bball player who could have gotten a
college scholarship.  She played with junior
Judy Bunch Knox (75), Jan Bewlay?, Becky
Lyness, Debbie Rolph.  That was one great girls
bball team.  WE could have competed and probably
placed at state if given the chance.  Once Liza
graduated I inherited the center position my
senior year because I was the tallest. I couldn't
play worth a darn.  But coach Cheryl Boatman I
think hammered into us the outlet pass and fast
break so that's what we did. We beat most of the
teams we played in 75 but couldn't compete in the
tournament because the other teams were afraid
they would loose.  Hall of Famers should include
Judy Bunch Knox and Jan Bewlay for both bball
and Tennis.  I think Judy and Jan gave Col-Hi a
4th place finish in State in 75 with Jan placing in
singles and both placing in doubles.. My memory is
foggy so not sure of the facts. I have great memories
of playing sports at old RHS.  We got the hand me
down sweats from the boys sophomore basketball
team. They were yellow fuzzy things.  O well . Do any
of you all out here remember the girls Bomberettes
teams of the mid  70's.  I haven't seen any people
from 75 write in.  We always were a rather apathetic
class.  But we did create the SIDEWALK. Bye.

-Laurie Hammack (75)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/4/99
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15 Bombers, 1 Teacher and 1 Obituary today:
Ann Pearson (50), Ralph Myrick (51),
Craig Buchanan (57), Ray Loescher (57),
Mike Brady (61), Vicki Schrecengost (67),
Val Trent (70), Liza Eschbach (74),
Mike Davis (74), Sean Lewis (77),
Elizabeth McAllister (78), Stephen Schraedel (79),
Gil Blankenship (81), Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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>>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50)

Just haven't gotten around to registering - am
enjoying the quips however. Let me encourage
some of the 46-50's people to get with it!!  We
are underrepresented with the news!  Enjoyed
Ray Gillette's (49) notes cuz I remember all you
bad guys!!  Also Don Fisher (50) - remember
when we got kicked out of Chemistry class?  In
fact got expelled from school...  I'm not telling
what caused that to happen - but if you don't
remember let me know and I'll send the details!!
I suspect I am getting the news because
JoAnn Cawdrey (50) is copying to me.  Am I right
BooBoo??

-Ann Pearson Burrows '50
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)

I wonder how many of your parents, as mine did,
had the opportunity to buy land where Columbia
Center is today for $1.50 an acre?  Or, pick up
land on Bombing Range Rd in West Richland for
taxes?

I know the principal at Jefferson Elementary
School, Mr. Wilson, picked up a number of acres
on top near the old bombing range for $35.00 a
year.  This was after paying back taxes on the
land, which was very little.  When I was teaching
at Jefferson, he told me that I should look into
more land for back taxes in that area but who in
the world would have even thought that land would
be developed.  I looked at a four bedroom home in
the Briarwood Addition for $140,500, this past
week, and this was being built on a rock pile.  The
early developer of Meadow Springs tried to talk
me into buying a lot in that area for $2500.00. I
don't think you can buy a lot at Meadow Springs
for less than $50,000 today. I didn't buy it at that
time because I didn't have the money, neither did
my parents when they had the opportunity.  I
imagine your parents, as mine, had their hands
full supporting their families.  Besides, after the
war my dad believed that the government was
going to bulldoze Richland and Hanford down
and give it back to the farmers.  I wonder what
opportunities afford us now that our children or
grandchildren will say the same thing?

-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Craig Buchanan (57)

To Rich Baker (58):  I, too, was at 'D' Area
working as a Utility Operator when Kennedy
was shot and killed. I have fond memories
of our days and nights of working on the
Supplement Crew at the old production
reactors, looking at the colored lights on the
board at the old bus lot to see which reactor
needed our assistance, and then getting on
the rambling old bus to head out.

Does anyone remember:
1) Lonnie and Lennie (55) Peterson during middle
50's? At our high school assemblies they would sit
up near the top of the old girls gym and at the
proper time during our Pep Assemblies, would walk
from the top seating area of the gym all the way
down onto the gym floor --- in the position of
handstands (walking on their hands). The two
brothers were weight lifters and at the same time
very agile. Their father was a manager of one of
the Campbell grocery stores, they later all moved
to Spokane.

2) The "swimming hole" which the Army built for
the Camp Hanford soldiers. Actually all it was was
a rather large excavation (hole in the ground) that
they filled with water. It was located on the east
side of Stevens Drive about at the south border of
Camp Hanford. It closed after only a short while
because of sanitary reasons.

3) Larry's Mile High Cones located just inside the
Kennewick city limits on the old Columbia Drive
(which was the main highway between Kennewick
and Richland in the 40's early 50's. A long wait in
line was always the case if you wanted one of the
famous ice cream cones, which did seem like it was
a mile high.

4) The pool hall in the rear of what later became
the Tahitian Room. There were about 6 or 7 pool
tables there. I remember Dick Grabner played there
quite a bit.

5) President Harry Truman visiting the city of Pasco,
I believe it was when he was running in 1948. Some
of us kids got too close to his car and were chased
off by the Secret Service. A wooden platform was
built for Harry to stand on and give his usual fiery
speech ---- as only Harry could deliver. Remember,
his moto --- "The buck stops here."

6) The old Windmill building next to the highway
between Richland and the Richland Wye area. That
road was at river level and was later replaced by
the current raised road. Some of the old fences are
still visible from the raised roadway. I recall a man
working as an electrician at the mill got killed in the
place.

7) The old telegraph office on Jadwin just north
and across from what is today the Federal Building.
The old gentleman who was the telegraph operator
was a classic --- white hair and beard, I can't recall
his name.

8) Early 50's, the barge which was anchored in the
river at the bottom of Lee Blvd. What fun it was to
dive and jump from. This was the days before McNary
Dam was built and the river was quite swift.

-Craig Buchanan (57)
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>>From: Ray Loescher (57)

Max Sutton (57) mentioned the Pit.  I wondered
if anyone was ever going to write in about it.  It
was located somewhere between Kennewick and
the "Y." Someone, probably the railroad, dumped
a large quantity of light, marble sized packing
material into a pit near the railroad.  It seemed
to me the drop into the Pit was at least 30 feet,
but it probably was less.  All I remember is that
guys and gals were having a great time.  Some even
did somersaults and other fancy dives. I only jumped once!

My family came to Richland in 1944.  Our home,
a 3 bedroom prefab, was at 409 Thayer Drive.
I knew my bedroom was small, but I was a little
surprised when I recently found out how small -
7' 7" square.  I went to Marcus Whitman and
Carmichael.  Sure wish I could remember more
of my teacher's names from MW.

Wasn't C.C. Anderson's the only department store
in town for a while?  And who could forget the
Saturday morning movies at the Village theater?

For those Marcus Whitman kids.  Anyone
remember Howard Brandt?  He has a Ph.D. in
Physics and is now back east working on stuff
like Star Wars.

Hello to all you Bombers.

-Ray Loescher (57)
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>>From: Mike Brady (61)

While were on the subject of Miss. Meachum,
do you remember when she gave "brownie points"
if you answered as question correctly?  When she
left the room to do whatever she had to do, we
would run up to her desk and mark "brownie points"
in her grade book.  I don't think she was the wiser.

-Mike Brady (61)
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>>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)

Hi Everyone!

I am amused at the reference to the Col Hi "oldsters",
so here is a trivia question just for those prior to the
class of '70 (hereafter referred to as "youngsters").
Anyone from the class of '70 onward who knows this
answer should have his/her brain studied for
excessive memory cells!

This debuted in 1956 as the Space Commander.
What is it?  (Answer will appear tomorrow)

-Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)
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>>From: Val Trent (70)

Please put me on your alumni list.  I haven't
heard from anyone since the 20th which was
a few years ago.  Is there anything being
planned for our 30th next year?

Thanks.

-Noah V. "Val" Trent, Class of 1970
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>>From: Liza Eschbach (74)

I have been reading Sandstorm for a month or
so via a connection here at Univ. of Florida.  I
also read Kellie Walsh's (77) message re: women
athletes in the 70s and sent a brief email to
Darcy H.  Many memories have been flooding
back since those messages.  The description of
the situation by Laurie Hammak (75) has
compelled me to a broader audience.

First, to Laurie Hammak a profound and heart
felt thank you.  My one season of playing bball
in high school with yourself, Judy, Jan, Gail,
Debbie, as well as the sophomores (hey, my
memory is a bit foggy) was a positive and
memorable experience.  As far as I know,
Judy Bunch Knox (75) also went on to play
intercollegiate volley ball at UW.  Many thanks
and kudos to coaches Cheryl Boatman and Pam
Nelson.  We played because we loved the game.
We practiced in an elementary school gym.  We
had one uniform per player.  We supplied
everything else.  Luckily, we were able to
convince the administration (I used to visit
Mel Schauer quite a bit)  that the interest,
talent, and dedication existed in the female
population to expand athletic opportunities for
women.  Stats were not kept for whatever reason.

Title IX was indeed the impetus for the
resurgence of women's athletics in the mid 70s.
Title IX was passed in 1972 and implementation
was only commenced after innumerable lawsuits.
One lawsuit involving WSU was settled around 1983.
I was a member of that class action suit and aware
of its progress by virtue of playing bball at WSU
for two seasons (nope, no scholarship).

I could ramble on, but will spare this audience my
rantings.

My two cents:  There are/were female athletes,
inadvertent activists in their own right,  prior to
the mid 70s who deserve consideration for the
wall of fame as well.

Sincerely,

-Liza Eschbach 1974
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>>From: Mike Davis (74)

Smoky the Bear

Often during the summers Dad would take the
family on camping trips to different locations
throughout the Northwest. One favorite place
of the family was Wallowa in the northeastern
part of Oregon. It was a beautiful place with
lots of things for the families to do like go-kart
racing, horseback riding, pedal boats, fishing,
hiking, etc.

Steve always felt that he was the outdoorsy
type and enjoyed these family outings, roughing
it under the stars, just him against nature. He
felt he could survive in the wilderness because
of his ability to live off the land. Just give him
two sticks and he could make fire. Well, for
this particular incident he added a gas can.

Steve was up early one morning at Wallowa and
decided to get the old morning fire going for
the family as they still slept. He added some
twigs to the glowing embers in hope that the
twigs would soon be a crackling glow of hot
flames. But the ashes were a little stubborn
that morning and he was having difficulty in
getting any kind of flame going.

Steve must have thought to himself, “Hmmm?
What would Smoky the Bear do in a situation
like this?”

Suddenly he had the answer. Pour a little gas
on it and it should flame right up! That ought
to do it. So he poured the gas on the ashes and
the fire did flame right up! In fact, the flames
went right up into the gas can! Steve quickly
threw the can aside and the BOOM woke us all up.

I guess when you are out in the wild with nothing
to wake you up you have to make your own alarm clock!

-Mike Davis, Class of 74
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>>From: Sean Lewis (77)

OK, a few remaining brain cells have been sparked
by all these former Bomber mem'ries...

Someone mentioned KALE. I can still remember
the KALE - 96 jingle -- ever entrenched in my
brain! Also, does anyone remember Mrs. Hosack (sp?)
my Kindergarten teacher at Lewis and Clark? This
would be around 1965. Also, was it Mrs. James,
I believe, in first grade? I think that's right, and
I liked her a lot. I also asked before about 2nd
and 3rd teachers -- was it Mrs. Sutton? And
Mrs. Smith, very pretty I thought with red hair???
Then I moved to Seattle for a few years and came
back for 9th - 12th grades (fortunately!). Anyone
remembering any of those teachers, let me know!
Also, how 'bout a tube of Flicks at the Uptown,
with double features and everything! I even
remember those news reels before the movies,
and cartoon shorts beforehand as well. Then it's
off to Arctic Circle on an 85 degree summer night
for a burger and a coke while your big brother
tries to make you stay at least 20 feet away from him!...

Oh, one more thing: Michael Peterson (77) is
indeed getting back to the northwest this summer:
he'll be at the Benton-Franklin Fair in Kennewick
on 8/28 the day after being up in Waterville (had
to check the map for that one!) northeast of
Wenatchee for another fair on 8/27. He's also
in Klamath Falls, Oregon on April 7th, I believe...
Hey, Mike -- you're checking this site out -- you
should be keeping us updated on your NW shows!

More later -- see ya.

-Sean Lewis / '77
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>>From: Elizabeth McAllister McCardle (78)

I can't remember much about the station ( it
played the current hits) but I remember the
theme song was KALE stick it in your ear

-Elizabeth McAllister McCardle '78'
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

How many remember Maynard Ferguson's jazz
band coming to Kennewick -- and getting blown
away by his trumpet section?  Some of the  hot
selections they played were:
"Gonna Fly Now-Theme from Rocky"
"Theme From Star Trek" - where he took the
melody up an octave higher on the second
chorus and ripped the paint off the ceiling
with his double high c's -- most of the trumpet
players of time had several "albums" -- yes
"albums" -- of his, now I have some CD's of
the same music, but they weren't available then.
"Birdland", "Give it One",  and "Macarther Park."

I was in Richland in 97, I think for a funeral,
and he just happened to be in town, and several
of the Jazz band students got together and went
for probably one last time to see "Maynard" as
he is affectionately known.  What a set of chops!
He's the man with power.  What Michael Jordan
is to Basketball, Maynard is to jazz and high
range trumpet playing.

Once in high school we also saw the real live
Count Basie... in 79, I think.  It was like climbing
into a history book.  I didn't think he was still
alive, but boy was he!

Anybody remember these events?

-Stephen Schraedel ' 79
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>>From: Gil Blankenship (81)

For Heather Carstens (88) -
Heather, Im not sure about the sax section, but
I believe the first time the Bomber Band did a
Tequila dance was in Seattle in 80 or 81. To my
recollection it was myself, Todd Merrill - who
died in an automobile accident our senior year,
and Brent Talbot.  I believe that was also the
year that we had the dueling 'Blues Brothers'.
A couple of our band members dressed up as the
Blues Brothers and danced around the basketball
court at state finals.  It was kinda funny because
band members from the other school were doing
the same thing.

About Mr. Hopkins - I also heard that he was
offered a principals job somewhere, seems like
Wenatchee?

Also for anyone interested - I'm attempting to
scan photos I took during my bomber years (79-81).
If anyone is interested in a 'photo' mailing list
send me an e-mail.

-Gil Blankenship 81
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>>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher)

I have been enjoying the "Sandstorm".  It is
fun to read the diverse perceptions of things
remembered and I appreciated being reminded
of things I'd forgotten.  In today's issue Max
Sutton (57) mentioned the aroma in the air of
grape juice and mint leaves.  AND the sandstorms
— I remembered the sound of the sand on the
hutments at Sacy. Don't know how I could forget that.

Last week I was reminded of the Green Hut and
frog legs.  I also first tasted forelegs there.

I appreciate the e-mail from students and friends.

Today Vera Smith Robbins (58) mentioned Jim Smith.
By coincidence the day before, my husband and I
were reminded of Jim Smith by an article about
baseball.  We wondered what happened to Jim as
we have about everyone we knew in Richland.

Thank you, Laurie Hammack (75), for putting us in
touch with your parents.  I enjoyed your B ball story.

We were delighted to hear from Jim Watts (54)
who was unfortunately judged by his brothers.
Anyone who really knew Jim enjoyed his intelligence,
his loyalty, and above all,  his sense of humor.
Eleanor Roosevelt agreed with me about Jim, too.
He was her escort when she visited Hanford and
spoke at Columbia College.

Does anyone remember Bob Galati.  I don't
remember which year he taught at Spalding.
Sharon Tate (61) was in his class and in the
movies he took of his class, even then, there
was something  sophisticated about her.

Mr. Galati left teaching to go on a folk dancing
tour with his wife. Seven years later they retired
to give their four year old daughter a permanent
home.  He taught science in Fullerton for several
years, produced several educational films on wild
life and pollution (one film represented USA in
Cannes Ed. film division) He wrote five books about
World War II.  His dedication to exercise and
keeping his body in shape probably enabled him to
be one of the few who survive hereditary dissecting
aneurisms of the aorta. 15 years later, he is gravely
ill.  If anyone wishes to contact him, send me e-mail
and I will give you his snail mail address. Students
dwell in the hearts of the teachers for a long, long time.

-Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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OBITUARY
Shannon Ibatuan Rogers (73)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/5/99
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14 Bombers sent stuff in:
Dick Roberts (49), Don Fisher (50),
Ralph Myrick (51), Dick Wight (52),
Jack Moorman (54), Jim Russell (58),
Carol Converse (64), Vicki Schrecengost (67),
Joe Large (68), Sherri Fisher (74),
Kim Molnaa (75), Karen Davis (76),
Kellie Walsh (77), Paula Mulvey (79)
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>>From: Dick Roberts (49)

Ray Gillette (49) prompted me to reply.  I'm not
too sure, Ray, where the other 49ers are.  I too
hope they will join us in cyberspace and share a
laugh or two.  I recall the cases of beer going to
the drop point, the trash bins at the back of the
grocery stores.  I think Ray Sadler was one of our
suppliers.  I related earlier that Ray S, after
imbibing a few, was skating at the Pasco rink and
he was all over the floor, but never fell down.  He
looked like crazy legs Hersch out there.

I didn't know your mother was the President of the
HS PTA.  You really were a bad boy!

And, of course, PS and B's.  Pimps, shrimps and
bastards, as I recall. Not to be related to the more
gentile group, the Par-A-Dice club. The PS&B's
found more education in playing poker at your "A"
house than going to school.  There were also contests
of some sort going on, but I would hesitate to describe.
Besides, Ray, there was member Ray King, but I don't
know the rest.  Ray, you will have to enlighten us.  Now
the gentile Par-A-Dice club consisting of yours truly
(they met at my "B" house on Goethals and Van Giesen),
Phil Raekes, Rex Davis, Rem Ryals, Rufus Pederson,
Royal West, Joe Wilson, Gary Nield and Mel Stratton
actually had by laws drawn up by none other than future
Judge Raekes.  I still have a copy.  Our favorite past
time was to collect funds from door to door solicitation
to help the youth of the community to stay out of trouble
and then take the proceeds to a local drug store counter
and have malts.  We also decorated the basement of the
"B" house, painted the walls, crepe paper streamers, corn
meal on the floor, record player, etc., invited a few
innocent girls and had a party.  Any girls out there that
might remember this?  We were all so young and innocent,
but we thought we were worldly.  Next time maybe we can
recall the nick names that mostly Phil Raekes gave to all
of us.  Are you out there Phil?

You mentioned the challenge between the Hunt Point All
Stars and the Thayer Drive River Rats.  Remember where
they were played?  Dog Doo stadium, about a block or two
west of  the "B" house, a huge open grass park, on the
south side of Van Giesen, West of Goethals..  We used the
irrigation hoses for boundaries.  I borrowed Chuck Crowders
old foot ball shoes, about 2 sizes too big and after the game,
my ankles were so sore, I couldn't walk for about a week.

Finally, I know that Jo Anne Cawdrey is an honorary 49er
member even though she was a '50 graduate.  Jo, please tell
us the story.

Richard "Dick" Roberts, 49
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>>From: Don Fisher (50)

I need some help on this information:

I was wondering if anybody knows about the
person who was killed in the "48" flood, he
was a student at Richland.  I don't remember
the circumstances, maybe somebody can help
me on this.

-Don Fisher (50)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)

For all those who knew Mary Gustafson or who
had her as a third grade teacher at Jefferson, she
visited with me at my home yesterday.  She hasn't
changed a bit. Still grandmothering everyone she
comes in contact with.  She is as busy now as she
ever was in the past.  The last time I helped her
was with refugees from Yugoslavia.  She gets them
apartments, finds beds and bedding and what ever
else they need.  I taught with Mary and I just love
her as anyone who came in contact with her. I tried
to remember those of you who wrote about her but
couldn't remember.  If any of you want to send her
a message, send it to me and I will see that she gets it.

-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Dick Wight (52)

RE: Truman's Visit to Pasco

Craig Buchanan (57)'s comments about Harry Truman's
visit to Pasco jogged a memory!  His visit was in '50,
and he was "stumping" for Democrats in the '50
congressional elections.  A bunch of us kids from the
Richland Civil Air Patrol cadet squadron served as his
"honor guard" and stood by the steps of his speech
platform and around it.  I used to have a newspaper
photo which showed several of us and President Truman.
I think I recall Jane Rollison Hightower ('52) was
clearly visible, as was I. Can't recall who else may have
been there... Dick Meyer '51, Ken Payne '52 were a
couple, I believe. Kay Mitchell Coates ('52) may have
more info... her father was the senior CAP officer in
those days, and I'm pretty sure Kay was there.  I
recall armed Secret Service people all around,
including on the roofs of buildings in downtown Pasco.
They weren't TOO conspicuous!!!! All wore black suits
with red carnations in their lapels! Ha!  Anyhow, it
was quite a thrilling event for us Col Hi kids!

-Dick Wight '52
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>>From: Jack Moorman (54)

Thanks to The Sandstorm for turning me on to
my lost school Buddies and Friends. It must
have been 47 or 48 years since I had heard
from some of them. Going down memory lane I
noticed different ones asking who remembered
what. These are some of the things I remember.

I remember Ramona living on my street, I always
wanted to ask her out, but she seemed to always
have an older boyfriend.  She mentioned The
Plunge.  Ramona do you remember when we were
in Jr. Hi (I think) and we had a class swimming
party there?  You or one of your friends had a
swim suit with the top tied in the back and we
were having a water fight and somehow the top
was untied and fell down.  I got slapped for it
and the worst part of it was I had so much chlorine
water in my eyes I didn't even get to take a peek.
I think it was Roger Mikulecky who pulled the string.
Another memory I have of The Plunge is hitch hiking
over there to swim.  Once Larry Murphy and I
hitched a ride back with Kenny Owens (53) and we
were going to buy him $1.00 worth of gas for the
ride.  He came sailing into the station and the ramp
had just been washed down and was still wet.  He
was unable to stop and took out a gas pump or two.
During all the commotion Larry and I took off running
and didn't have to pay for gas and I don't remember
what happened to him about the pumps.

Officer Worrell has been mentioned many times.  Could
that be Freddie Worrell? I have a few memories of him
myself.  During '55 and '56 I had a '34 Ford and I
must have kept him off everyone else's trail, he wrote
me up 13 times.  I'm sure he missed me when I went into
the Army in Jan. 1957.

Do I remember the pit!  I took some younger fellows
over there once who wanted to show me the pit and how
they could do their dives etc.  Shortly after that, I
think it was Ron Dowda, Herbie Most, and I were having
a few drinks and I thought I would show them the Pit.  I
had no intention of jumping I was only going to show
them how to do it.  But my vision was a little cloudy and
I took one step too many and down I went. After falling
for what seemed like 5 minutes, for some ungodly reason
I opened my eyes just as I hit.  I think what I landed in
was cut up rubber bands and my eyes were full of it.
The other guys had to come down the side and push and
pull me back up to the top, and drive me home as I was
unable to see.  My Mom was everything but happy with
me by the time she got all that stuff picked out of my
eyes and nose.  I'm not sure if she was madder at me
for drinking or having to pick the stuff out.

I also remember the Flume and the irrigation ditches.
We would shoot the Flume on tubes and skied behind
cars on the irrigation ditches.  Once when I was pulling
Alva Nevills (54) about 40 or 50 miles an hour, the rope
hit a big weed on the side, and the next thing I knew,
he was up on the road behind me, in the gravel.  I just
kept going and he managed to hang on until we came to
a curve and he got the board partially back in the water
before he fell off.  I think it only skinned up his hands
and knees a little.  When it would snow we would tie car
hoods on behind the car and use them for snow sleds.
Once Craig Buchanan (57) and I were riding on the hood
behind the car, I in a squatting position, and Craig
standing behind me holding on to my shoulders.
Everything was great until we hit a spot where there was
no snow, the rope broke and we went end over end, with
my face being buried in the sand by Craig as he flew
over the top of me.  From that day forward I was the
designated driver.  Oh the things we wouldn't do in
the name of fun.

I guess for now I will stop, but I have many more
memories of things which my Buddies and I did.  I
never thought I would live to be older than 40 and I
wanted to live a full life before I died.  Everyone
always thought I was heavy, but the truth was I just
abused my body so much it swelled up and never did
go down.  Until next time.

-Jack Moorman (54)
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)

  RE: teachers I have known and loved

In Carmichael (1952-1955), we were introduced
to a new concept:  traveling from class to class,
unlike the previous six (or seven) years of remaining
in one classroom.  This introduced us to a variety of
teachers and teaching styles, all in the same school year.

Here are a few teachers I met on my travels:

Mrs. Wanda Lindblad (7th grade "homeroom"), who
was my teacher for the second straight year (first
as a sixth grade teacher then referred to as Miss
Westerlund).  She had married over the summer, and
it was with some surprise and delight to find that
"Mrs. Lindblad,'" as my assigned homeroom teacher,
was one and the same.  She made that transition
from Lewis and Clark to Carmichael an easier one.
She always seemed to be in a good mood, and
created a friendly classroom experience.

Mr.  Robert Newlon, art, who, it seemed to me,
overcame a severe handicap. He was albino and
had very poor eyesight.  Yet, he was able to instruct
and create in an arena that you would imagine would
take the use of all your senses!  (I had a friend at
the UW who majored in art (graphic design) who was
color blind!  I asked him "how can you tell which
colors go well with one another?"  He responded "I
just memorized the color chart, and the rest is easy!")
Anyway, Mr. Newlon somehow felt that I could accept
the responsibility to be "clay monitor," meaning that
I had the honor of keeping a watch on the amount of
clay available in the garbage bin where it was sealed
and stored.  This was a messy job, to mix 50 or 100 lbs.
of clay, clay powder filling the back room, as I
emptied the bag, added water, and stirred with a
large paddle until the appropriate thickness developed.
Somehow, I felt that the "A" I received for my
"artistic" efforts must be linked to the poor eyesight
of Mr. Newlon.

Mr. Bill Dunton, vocal music, gave me the confidence
that with some effort, I could sing.  I know that I
was not the best singer around, but I enjoyed the
class time, the humor and the hard work that we all
shared as we prepared for regional and state
competition.  Mr. Dunton showed us all that he had a
faith in our ability to perform, as he assigned us
individual and group roles in many productions at
Carmichael.  I enjoyed his classes so much, I took
them for three years.  I sang in our church choir
(Southside United Protestant) following those years
through high school.

Eighth grade homeroom was not particularly outstanding.
My main memory of Mr. Ken Russell (no relation), is the
smell of tobacco smoke.  I believe he had moved on to
somewhere by my ninth grade year.

Mrs. Leola Black, ninth grade English, geography, history,
was a pleasure. I actually began to understand how to
diagram the English sentence structure.  This ability has
stayed with me and has proved to be extremely useless!

I also enjoyed Mr. Alton W. Klucas, who visited the
homerooms to teach science.  For a very long time, I
thought I was receiving a negative comment on my
homework, when he signed off "AWK" at the top or
bottom of the paper!

Mrs. Nina Johnson, ninth grade algebra, was another
favorite teacher.  Her classes were run with a
seriousness to the business of discovering the magic
of numbers, but with the friendly encouragement of
one who knew you were giving your best effort.

Well, Carmichael memories are as much fun as Col-Hi.
Go Cougars! Carmichael, that is.

-Jim Russell (58)
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>>From: Carol Converse Maurer (64)

TO: Craig Buchanan (57)  - I, too, remember the
old windmill.  I had forgotten all about it.  How
many years has it been down now?  Whenever
I'm going on the highway, I always look over
there and see the fences.  Concrete slabs used
to be there also.  May still be, but hidden from
view with all the foliage down there.  I remember
horses used to be down there also.  I never knew
that there was a road.  Maybe I did when I was
little, but have forgotten about it.  Was the road
the original highway?

All for now.

-Carol Converse (64)
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>>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)

ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S TRIVIA QUESTION:

This debuted in 1956 as the Space Commander.  What is it?

ANSWER:  The first remote control from Zenith.

Congratulations to those who remembered.  See how
smart we all are?

Ciao!

-Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67)
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>>From: Joe Largé (68)

To David Rivers (65)

Dear Dave,

I used to take Trumpet lessons from George Shelton
at Kortens Music back in 1967-8.  Dad and John
LaChappelle used to get together and play Banjo or
Guitar together.  One time I bought a 12-string
guitar and showed it to him. Man - HIS FINGERS
FLEW OVER THE GUITAR, was I impressed!!!

George and John used to play tricks on each other.
One time John took a female mannequin and sat it,
naked, in the men's bathroom, downstairs.  John
said George opened the door, took one look and
just about dropped dead of a heart attack.  John
just about needed a hospital himself, he was laughing
so hard!

Is John or George still around?  If they are,
please tell them that Joe Largé, son of William
and Mary Largé said HI!

-Joe Largé (68)
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>>From: Sherri Fisher (74)

This is for Ann Pearson Burrows (50)
I don't know if Don Fisher (50) is interested in
the details of being EXPELLED from school but
Sherri Fisher (74) is real interested!!  Tell me more!

-Sherri Fisher (74)
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>>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75)

Gary and Maren...you've reminded me that growing
up in Richland is rich with many fond memories...
thanks, I forgot...

To: Rhonda Jean Miller Williams (78) - I was
reading back issues and particularly enjoyed your
descriptions of memorable teachers.  At Col-Hi I
remember several... vividly.  Ray Juricich was a
master of gruffness and when I actually did begin
driving with him I believe the only thing he ever
said to me was "Molnaa, what are you trying to do,
kill us?"...  And who could forget Morley Paul playing
his comb?  Anytime we didn't want to actually do
English, we'd bring up the sailing club or ask him to
play us a tune.  Does anyone else remember the ratty
piece of waxed paper and dirty comb he kept ever
ready for our entertainment pleasure???  We (Scott
and I) told Morley that we were married, so he let us
sit together  (little did we know that we'd spoken
foreseen the future - started going together in
October of 9th grade and we're still together 27
years later!)  And who could forget Joyce Larsen
snorting and doing the amazing mathematic computations
faster than we could enter the information into a
calculator...  Then there was Mr. Allen, perched on his
desk in the squatting position... peering at us.  He usually
remained pretty calm unless you weren't READY for
your turn at an oral presentation.  I'll never forget the
day he broke his pointer on Ed Hoff's desk and Ed's
desk fell over - Mr. Allen was positively ready to explode
and the look on Ed's face was priceless... woke the rest
of us up for sure - from then on we'd fake it if we
weren't ready so Mr. Allen wouldn't  have a heart attack.
Anyone remember Jim Rice walking around during class
with his chukka boots with no shoe strings... shuffling
around trying to be non-chalant and driving the teachers
crazy?  Jim was so good at that shuffle he'd walk into
Albertson's and fill his gym bag with wine and walk out.
Mina Miller, the art and humanities teacher was also one
of my favorites... she had those little black half-glasses
she was always looking over while trying (in vain) to get
anyone interested in "art history"... for her birthday we
made her a cake that said "eat me" on it... we were so
obnoxious.  Mr. Hepper was awesome - he expected the
best and didn't take any of our crap... I suppose it helped
that the entire class was made up of girls.  Anyone
remember how Cindy Wing could actually print faster
than anyone else could take shorthand?  It was incredible...
I think she could print 90 words per minute and it was
perfectly neat.  And Eileen (?? - class of 74) who could
type like a demon and had those incredibly long fingernails?
Anyone else remember getting your grade raised for being
in the row that had the most accurate pro football scores
for the season... Mr. Elsenson (sp?) was such a fanatic!?

Lauri Hammack (75) - thanks for the flashback on the
incredibly athletic group of young women in our class
of 75.  Judy Bunch and Jan Bewlay were awesome... and
Debbie Rolph, also very athletic, was the undisputed
queen of the nation at baton twirling.  It was so cool
that she had this distinction and was from Col-Hi.  And
your observation of apathy - right on the mark for much
of our class... I thought I was the only one who thought
this because I was so "uninvolved"...

And being reminded of regionals and state tournaments -
was that fun or what? I'll never forget the "sea" of
bodies in our communal room at the Davenport - I can't
believe our parents let us do this with basically no
supervision.  It was great to have such an awesome
basketball team that meant we got to have these
experiences. Mike Neill ruled... what a stud.

Junior high at Carmichael and elementary at
Sacajawea and Lewis and Clark memories will have
to wait for another day...

Okay, Dad (Jerry Molnaa - 1952), it's your turn!

-Kim Molnaa Privette (75)
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>>From: Karen Davis Scheffer (76)

Laurie Hammock (75) - hello, I too remember the
good old days of hoops with the other Bomber girls
- 1974, I was a sophomore, then 1975, a junior with
all the folks you mentioned - then 1976 - my senior
year  As I recall, and I will brag, all 3 yrs. we were
good!!!!!  I  enjoyed playing the defensive post against
Lisa E. - she was amazing and schooled me often.  But
thanks to her, I learned to be a bit tougher.  Then my
junior year with the quality core of Jan and Judy -
that was incredible watching them play together and
finally my senior year - well, we had fun.  The long
ball of Mitz and Mo and Tut and Foley and I among
others - hey, we enjoyed ourselves and yes, girls
hoops should get some recognition, as well as the
other sports.  Mitz and I had the best advantage and
at times the others came over - but we had our back
yard court, the infamous Davis court, to work on
even in the off season - yes, those Bomber years of
my participation in hoops will always be well
remembered fondly.  Good luck to starting some
wall for the gals!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Karen Davis Scheffer (76)
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>>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77)

To Laurie and Liza -
Gosh, it was great seeing both your entries in the
Sandstorm. You are right, Laurie, the teams of 74
and 75 were awesome. So glad you brought that up.
But Laurie, you were certainly no slouch. Being a
JV'er at the time, I remember watching you, Jan,
Judy, Becky, and Debbie play. And Liza, you were
phenomenal on the court in '74. Thanks for writing
in, and hopefully we can get those who deserve
recognition a spot on the Wall of Fame. Anybody on
the committee listening????

-Kellie (Walsh) Patterson '77
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>>From: Paula Mulvey Noakes (79)

Hi all,

And hi again, Steve Schraedel (79)! Yes, I remember
the Maynard Ferguson concert in Kennewick ... it was
at Kennewick High, wasn't it? I remember getting a
bit lost in Kennewick. I think I drove a couple of
other kids over. I remember you went, I went, Mark
Flesher, Will and Brent Talbot, a few others I can
picture but whose names elude me (fading memory
cells). I wasn't in band since the only instrument I
play(ed) is the piano, but I remember that concert
well. The band folks kept trying to corrupt me with
jazz, etc. I must confess I did enjoy it. I also picked
up a few Chuck Mangione albums (now collecting
dust) over the years. So did my husband, so now we
have duplicates and have to figure out whose is whose.

Now I'm trying to remember what other teachers/
events I was reminiscing about with my husband. I
remember Mrs. Davis (English), Ms. Raile (business/
typing), who still lives around here but is married
and I don't know her married name. I did see her
in the ticket line for last year's Barry Manilow
concert, and then I saw her at the mall. I think she
recognized me, but couldn't quite place me. I don't
know how many years she taught after I graduated.
Who else ... I remember Mr. LaBrecque, the biology
teacher who reminded me of the prototypical "mad
scientist" with his beard and lab coat ... what was
his name? I'll have to dig out the annual and see.
I also had Mr. Blankenship for government, the
football coach (name eludes me) for geometry
(yech), and Mrs. Gore for French one year. I
enjoyed all those teachers. Some I learned more
from than others, but isn't that always the case?
Oh, the other day Mr. Deatherage was on the
front page of the Tri-City Herald ... it was good
to know he's still challenging his students the
way he did 20 years ago! (Gosh, am I that old? Yep!)

-Paula Mulvey Noakes '79
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That's it for today.  Please send more.
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/6/99
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15 Bombers and one teacher sent stuff in:
Betty Johnson (46), Don Fisher (50),
Hugh Pickett (50), Craig Buchanan (57correction)
Linda Houck (61), Paula Beardsley (62),
Linda Sargent (67), Vicki Schrecengost (67),
Noah "Val" Trent (70), Yvonne Ling (75),
Maureen "Mo" Sullivan (76), Darcy Doyle (77),
Stephen Schraedel (79), Carl Lorenzen (98),
Dwayne Bussman (98), Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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>>From: Betty Johnson Bennett (46)

I haven't written in for quite some time, but really
enjoy going down memory lane with everyone.  Some
I remember, a lot I don't.

To:  Don Fisher (50) and and Carol Converse Maurer (64)
The person who died at the "Windmill" was Vernal Neild.
I think he graduated in '46 also.   It was during the
flood of 1948 and I believe his father owned the
Windmill.  If my memory serves me right, it flooded
and he went in a boat to check things out.  There was
still a live wire there and when he got out of the boat
was electrocuted.

That road (from Richland to the "Y") was the original
road and was down on the level of where the Windmill
was.  During the flood, and the dikes were built (they
worked night and day to accomplish this), they also
rebuilt that road to the level it is now.  I was married
by then and we lived in Pasco.  At times, there was no
road available to travel from Pasco to Richland, and
once my husband went by plane to Richland to work
where he stayed with friends and I stayed in Pasco
with our baby.

Keep up the good work, Gary and Maren.

-Betty Johnson Bennett (46)
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>>From: Don Fisher (50)

To all OLD Bombers:

I hope no one passes on any secrets to my four kids.
I still think of them as wearing diapers and on milk
bottles.  Not bad for someone only in his thirties.

I can remember one teacher who let us football
players lay our heads down on the desk during class
because he just knew Rish over worked us.  I don't
remember the incident in chemistry class. Sometimes
you are lucky being "30+"!

-Don Fisher (50)
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>>From: Hugh Pickett (50)

Enjoyed Ray Gillette (49) and  Ann Pearson's (50) memories.

Some of the beverages liberated from the Safeway
store during the twilight requisitioning of Bomber
students seemed to appear later in the evening around
midnight at the midnight movies.  People told me at the
time that one or two beverage cans would fit into a
popcorn box and provide relaxation to the teenage
customers of the movies.   Not that I have any first
hand knowledge of this.

The old swimming pool down by the Columbia river
was so small it would hardly fit in someone's back
yard today.  There was no diving board, so we had
to try to do our back dives. half gainers, jackknifes,
and forward flips from a good running start.

Occasionally when we weren't swimming at the pool
we would go out to the irrigation ditch for a little
exercise.  We tried to surfboard from a 4 x 6 piece
of plywood attached by a twenty foot rope to 1932
Chevrolet, running along the road at 15-20 miles per hour.

I remember the hooky bobbying in the snow hanging
on the bumper of a car.  We would let go and drop
off the car's bumper at a stop sign, after a nice little
ride, up near Columbia High.

I remember Ann Pearson as one of the good Swing /
Jitterbug dancers.  We had some excellent dancers in
the classes of the late forties and early fifties. There
was dancing at the youth center in the old recreation
building and more of the same at the barracks which
had been converted into a Teen club just down from
Columbia High.

-Hugh Pickett (50)
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>>From: Craig Buchanan (57)  - CORRECTION

The two brothers who did the hand walks were
Gary (53) and Lannie (54) Wilson.  Sorry about
the mistake. Please correct in the next Sandstorm.
Thank You.

At our high school assemblies they would sit
up near the top of the old girls gym and at the
proper time during our Pep Assemblies, would walk
from the top seating area of the gym all the way
down onto the gym floor --- in the position of
handstands (walking on their hands). The two
brothers were weight lifters and at the same time
very agile.

-Craig Buchanan (57)
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>>From: Linda  Houck See (61)

This is a note to Don Fisher (50) regarding his
inquiry as to who died in the 1948 flood. If I
have my facts correct his last name was Neild
(first name escapes me at the moment).  His
parents owned the Dutch Mill on the west side
of the highway between Richland and the "Y".
His parents were out of town when the flood
hit and he went to the restaurant to see what
he could save and was electrocuted by a hot wire
while standing in the water. His younger sister,
Judy Neild Zachary, graduated in 1954. She
is still living here in Richland. Hope this answers
your question.

-Linda  Houck See (61)
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>>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)

Hey all you Bombers looking for a place in history -
have I got a deal for you. The East Benton County
Historical Society set up a class reunion endowment
in 1986 by classmates from Kennewick High School.
All donations to the Class Reunion Challenge are
placed in an endowment and only the interest from
donations may be used for operations of the East
Benton County Museum on Keewaydin Drive in Kennewick.

The challenge was put out for all classmates of
schools in Benton County to make a contribution
equal to the amount of their graduation glass.  For
instance, Richland class of 1962 graduate would
make a donation of $19.62.  Donations from class
members are added together vying to see which
class can donate the most money.  At present the
endowment is over $6,500 and growing.

The hope is that one day the endowment will
permanently fund all operations of the Museum.
Donations can be made to East Benton County
Historical Society and should include the name
of the school and the year of graduation.  Mail
your contribution to P.O. Box 6964,  Kennewick,
WA 99336.  If you want to put Col Hi on your
check, remember to put Richland also -  there is
a Columbia High in Burbank, WA now.

Kennewick High school has made quite a few
contributions and has the most in the endowment
fund at this time.  So far there are only 5 classes
from Richland represented: 1934, 1936, 1939, 1942
and 1949.  It is also appropriate that you could make
contributions in memoriam of a classmate.

I think it is time to put Col Hi ( or Richland for you
younger Bombers) in the mix -  I intend to write out
my check for $19.62 today and mail it off.  Let's let
those folks at the Historical Society who are working
so hard to preserve the memories we have been
discussing on this site, know that Richland graduates
care about our history too.  Anyone care to join me?

-Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)
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>>From: Linda Sargent Evans (67)

TO THE CLASS OF '67

At our last reunion, everyone had a great time and
we collectively decided not to wait another 5 or 10
years to get together again.  We said we wanted to
have a "Party in the Park" this coming summer -
possibly with a D.J. or live music.

I think this would be a really fun thing to do, and
I'm willing to help contact people, etc. (or anything
else that can be done from Portland). We need a
"local" in Richland, though, to see about reserving
an area of the park, look into music possibilities, etc.

Are there any other volunteers who want to help get
this event going?

How about the same week end as some OTHER Bomber
reunion?? Since '67 is between '64 and '69, how
about either class of '64 (August 13-15), or class of
'69 (August 20-22). Or even in conjunction with the
'65 Yearly Gathering - EVERY YEAR the 2nd week
end in August.... which would coincide with class of
'64 (August 13-15) this summer.

Does anyone know how to reach Francine Harkins?

Thanks!  See you this summer.

Linda Evans (Sargent)
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>>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)

Good Morning:

Do any Carmichael alumni remember who it was
that cut off the tip of his finger in the locker
and walked up and handed it to a teacher?  This
was probably in '61 or '62.

-Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67)
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>>From: Val Trent (70)

As I read through some of the stories and comments,
I realize that I missed out on a lot, but I still had
tons of fun. Those were pretty innocent times in
comparison to what we see today. Things that come
to mind:
Lewis and Clark Elementary - Mrs. Lamb - 4th grade.
Awesome teacher.  I don't remember much except
that I really liked her. I don't know of anyone that
didn't.   That's where I first learned about
fractions and that Gail Wheeler already knew them!
By the way, Gail was one of those girls we were
afraid of.  She had brains and looks.
Mr. Lane - 6th grade.  Made a big deal out of
publicly pulling the staple I'd punched into my
finger so the girls would be grossed out.  He
pulled it out with what else? A staple remover!
Then he decided to make an example of me
because of some dumb comment I'd made, took
me to the patrol room and slammed the paddle -
with the holes in it - down on the bench a few
times while I screamed as agreed upon.  I did
actually connect with that paddle a few times.
3rd grade - I stretched in my desk and broke it
in two on one of my first days there.  Major
embarrassment.  No extra desks for what seemed
like hours. I stood out like a sore thumb.

Playing at the Welsian pond.  Fishing and
catching tadpoles, then watching them grow legs.
Playing in the tree belt (now apartments I think).
Chasing that famous mosquito fogger.  It's a
wonder we're all still alive after that.  We never
missed one fogging.  Sycamore ball wars and the
welts after we were hit in the face with one of
those spiked little balls.

High school was a blur.  It went by so fast.  I
worked at the airport every day after school
when I was 16-17.  Most of my memories are
from there, but I remember a few teachers:
Ms. Wiley - the day she put a Vics inhaler in
her nose while on one side of the class and
shuffled (she never really walked) all the way
very slowly across the room with that thing
hanging from her nose.  I think we all nearly
exploded trying not to laugh.  I'm sure she's
gone now.  She was almost dead then.
Briefhand and those nifty new IBM typewriters
with the balls in them.
Mrs.  ??? English teacher - Short and as wide
as she was tall.  Mean. Particularly to me since
my Mother had her as an English teacher when
she was in school and remembered.  Mom, are
you reading this?  She stopped me in the hallway
once because I had an arm around my girlfriend.
She decided that was not proper behavior.  It
went back up when she was out of sight.
The roller rink - Every weekend from Friday
night to Sunday evening was spent there.  Great
place for all of us.   Mr. Bacon (Baconfat) owned
it, treated us all like idiots, but couldn't pass up
the free help he received from about six of us
every weekend. The weekend that Merilee Rush
and the Turnabouts played there we were allowed
to be bouncers during the dance.  I don't know
what we'd have done if anyone had started
something but we felt cool. Packing 15 kids into
Larry Hutchinson's Studebaker Lark.  The best
place to be was on the bottom because there
were only four guys in that car.  That car was a
limo, date machine, dune buggy, weed eater and
everything in between.

And finally the night I ripped Mom's entire
muffler and tail pipe from the engine of the
59 Rambler, wrapping it around the axle going
through the "puddle" down at the park doing
about 50 through that 8 inch deep "lake". (It
didn't look deep before I picked up the speed
but there was so much water it came up over the
top of the car)  What a rush that was.  I had to
take the back roads to get home the car was so
noisy.  The police always looked for us kids and
knew most of our cars.

Submarine races -Mom, I'm not going to tell any
stories here :)

Bateman Island and skiing class in March!  Never
felt water so cold.  That was a class experiment.
Does anyone know the whereabouts of Georgia
Fitzpatrick, Terry Marsh, or Linda Seals?

That's enough.  I really enjoy hearing all of your
memories.  They spark more of my own.  It's
amazing how many of the same memories we all
seem to share.

-Val (Valjean) Trent (70)
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>>From: Yvonne Ling Deshayes (75)

Just wanted to let my classmates know that when
I moved back to New Mexico in 1996, I decided
to sit for my CPA Exam.  Since my degree from WSU
is in Economics, I had to go back and take accounting
classes at UNM in Albuquerque for three semesters.
Then I took the Becker CPA Review and sat for the
exam the first time this past November 1998.  I got
my results yesterday and passed all four parts.  I was -
needless to say - excited!

Thanks Kim Molnaa (75), Laurie Hammack (75) for
your comments about the girls basketball team they
were good! great! Jan and Judy should be in the hall
of fame.  My brother-in-law, Jim Thompson, just got in
for Baseball.  It would be nice if they recognized
female athletes too.

Those years were great for attending regionals and
state.  Would we let our kids today?

It's great to read all the memories, thanks to Maren
and Gary for doing this.

-Yvonne Ling Deshayes, Class of 75
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>>From: Maureen "Mo" Sullivan Fleischman (76)

To Liza, Kellie, Karen, Laurie et all:

Reading your entries prompted some great memories
of volleyball and b-ball at RHS!  Cheryl Boatman
was such a great coach. Even from our sophomore
to our senior year, I noticed changes brought about
by Title IX, such as bumping the boys off the main
gym floor for practices (equal time).  Another thing
that was really exciting was the time we played in
the big gym vs. Pasco girls in place of the JV boys,
right before the varsity boys' game.  The gym was
packed for the boys' game, as all Bomber-Bulldog
games were.  I was so nervous!  Usually only a handful
of people came to watch us play!  As I recall, we won,
but maybe that's my creative memory making a great
story.  Liza (or was it you, Laurie?), I do remember
practicing at the elementary school - I had forgotten
about that!  My freshman year at Gonzaga, I was
persuaded by a former Bomber, Lee Ann Nickola,
to go out for the team.  By the time I was a junior,
the girls coming out of high school were receiving
scholarships!  Such are the benefits of Title IX!  It
was a pleasure playing with you all - thanks for the
memories.

While talking b-ball greats, I thought I would mention
Chris Nickola, 68', a great all-around player.  Also
John Hollick (76') who was incredibly quick and had
a great feel for the game.  He broke his arm in his
senior year, but had a good high school career!

-Maureen (Mo) Sullivan-Fleischman (76)
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>>From: Darcy Doyle Hupf (77)

To Liza Eschbach (74).  Thank you for your email,
your story of the fight your class of female
athletes went through was great.  Every step gets
us that much closer!  You're right, your team
mates should be recognized too.  Maybe the
coaches can contribute since there were no stats
taken.  It would be great to go back as far as
possible with the wall of fame for women athletes.
Your efforts made our experience (class of 77)
that much better and ours furthered future
athletes as well. It would be great to hear from
the coaches on this subject!

To Sean Lewis (77), I went to Lewis and Clark
too, I remember Mrs. Smith from Third grade.
She was so nice! I remember that she was the
first  "grown up" to apologize to me as a kid...
she impressed me with the respect she had for
us dippy third graders. I remember Mrs. Glenn
(5th grade) and Mrs. Lester ( 6th grade) too.
Girls used to know that boys liked them in 5th
grade by the boy running up and kicking you!
Smooth! Of course the boy that liked me wore
cowboy boots!

I recently showed my 77 year book to my 9
year old son. I thought he would be impressed
but it gave him a good laugh instead! He'd never
seen so many white guys with afros!

-Darcy Doyle Hupf (77)
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

To Joe Large, of 68.
I took trumpet lessons from George Shelton as
well. He was quite the man, that George... we
called him "Mr. Shelton," out of true respect. I
was always impressed at his teaching approach.
He would pull some music piece out of a stack of
papers and  ask me to play it.  It seemed easy, but
then there would be one phrase that would just
stop me in my tracks.  He would scratch his chin
and look up into the corner for a few moments,
then he would say, "try this,"  and he would
explain some mental imagery or tell you some story
that if you applied, [boy could he tell the stories]
would just let you sail through that impossible
spot in the music, and you felt like a hero.  He
would slap you on the knee and make you feel
like you were the best in the world. He was
genuinely happy for your success and progress.
What a guy, Mr. Shelton.  I miss him, too.

-Stephen Schraedel (79)
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>>From: Carl Lorenzen (98)

I'm not sure of the other men who worked to restore
that reactor control panel that you have pictured on
the "Bomber's in the Smithsonian" page, but one of
them was my father, Jerry Lorenzen(??) an RHS graduate.

-Carl Lorenzen (98)
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[http://richlandbombers.com/allbombers/smithsonian.html]
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>>From: Dwayne Bussman (98)

This is to anyone who went to Jefferson Elementary
and had Mr. Larson as a 4th grade teacher.  I don't
know if you remember as I do, but I remember that
he had a magic bottle.  He used to put a string down
in the bottle and nothing would happen.  Then, he had
a magic glue and he would pour it in the bottle, or he
would say, and the string would stick.  I remember he
said to come back after you graduate high school and
he would tell you the secret.  So, what I was wondering
was, has anyone gone back to find out the secret.  I
have been doing some work there at Jefferson and I
am going to try to find it out.  Let me know if you know
it or if you are interested in knowing it.

I also would like to hear some other Jefferson
memories between the years of 1986-1992, share
them.  Remember the wonderful concerts we did with
Mrs. Baker in music class?  My cousin just had her 3rd
grade program, it brought back a lot of memories.  How
about the presidential fitness tests we had to do in gym
class?  What about the chili and spaghetti feeds?  And
the book fairs?  There were a lot of memories.  I know
there are a lot more you might have.  Let us know.

-Dwayne Bussman (98)
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>>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
 
Gary Tefler (61) reminded me of "South Pacific"
at Carmichael.  Randy Free (61) was singing
"Honey Bun" and was very amusing but was a
little puzzled at the sudden burst of laughter.
Randy did not know a group of guys dressed in
coconuts and grass skirts, had come on stage
behind him, doing the hula. Randy laughed when
he saw them but kept right on singing.

Camp Pendleton and El Toro bases are not far from
us so in the 60s some former Carmichael kids turned
marine wannabes visited us (Roger Mudd (61), Randy
Free and Arnold McAllister (61)).

A note from Jim Watts (54) informed us Mr. Alton
Klucas passed away in December, 1998.  Mr. Klucas
taught science at Carmichael.  If you knew him you
will remember how funny he was and usually with a
straight face.
Jim was an ardent Indian artifact collector and he
reminisced about an expedition behind the "Twin
Sisters" to search for petroglyphs.  The trek was
led by Jimmy Watts and Alton, Bill and I were his
trusting followers.  We didn't find the petroglyphs
but we didn't regret the hike. Alton amused us by
picking up a rock now and then "with a grand
explanation of what kind of Indian artifact it was."

-Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/7/99
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14 Bombers and one Son ofa Bomber sent stuff in:
Barbara Barron (50), Dick Wight (52),
Don Ehinger (54), Mary Lee Lester (58),
Paula Beardsley (62), Peggy Lewis (62),
Jim House (63), Larry Holloway (64),
Terry Liechty (64), David Rivers (65),
Spencer Houck (71), Carolyn Polentz (74),
Patrick Noland (75), Dorothy Brodaczynski (84),
Bob Bejarano (Son ofa Bomber)
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>>From: Barbara Barron Doyle (50)

To Don Fisher (50)
The young man who was killed in an accident was
Vernal Neild, brother of Gary. His father was the
partner of my father in ownership of the restaurant,
The Dutch Mill.  Several people went out to view the
damage.  He was electrocuted when he touched a
refrigerator chest while standing in deep water.
The electricity was still on.

-Barbara Barron Doyle, Class of '50
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>>From: Dick Wight (52)

There were boxboys at Garmo's Grocery who did
the same - that is, stuck an occasional case of beer
on the end of the check stand then hauled it out
with someone else's groceries and gave or sold it
to a buddy.  I thought I'd "purloin" a case myself
once, and put a case on the end of the check stand.
The kindly lady that was the checker at the
check stand wasn't fooled at all... she advised me
to return the case of beer to the stockroom.  So I
did.  Sure 'nuf, all the other stock boys got fired.
Garmo told me he thought I'd helped to reduce the
beer inventory too, but since he never saw me, I
could stay on.

One summer I worked as a gardener and lawn
cleanup kid for Mr. and Mrs. George Prout.  Prout
was the GE vice president who ran Hanford Works
in the late '40's and early '50's, and later ran the
nuclear sub construction outfit (Electric Boat) in
Groton, CT.  Anyhow, he entertained a lot, I guess,
and had several cases of liquor in the basement.
Temptation struck... I took a bottle of Golden
Wedding bourbon and buried it in the garden, then
dug it up another day.  I took that whiskey to a
party at Dale Meader's ('49) house.  Don't
remember how the party went!  I got sick as a
dog, and was delivered home by my "friends"
and dumped over my back fence. I sure caught
hell the next day! To this day, the thought of
Golden Wedding whiskey makes me feel ill!
Incidentally, the Prouts had me over to dinner
in Groton in late '52 when I was attending
Coast Guard radio operator school back there
in Connecticut.

-Dick Wight (52)
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>>From: Donald M Ehinger

To: Craig Buchanan (57)

I remember  the two guys body pressing each
other at one of the assemblies.  One was a little
bigger and more developed and stronger than the
other.  The bigger one picked the other up and
did a standing press, at least a half dozen reps,
like it was nothing.  One of the girls sitting
behind us made the comment that he had bigger
boobs than she did, and as I recall she was a
pretty healthy child herself.  Also remember them
walking around the perimeter of the gym on their
hands and demonstrating other some other floor
exercises.

-Don Ehinger (54)
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>>From: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58)

To Jim Russell (58)

We must have been in the same homeroom at
Carmichael.  I came from Marcus Whitman but
my mother taught at Lewis and Clark.  I see
Mrs. Dunton had the news about Alton Klucas'
death.  I saw him every few years.  He always
remembered me and my sisters.  He taught us
math in 7th grade.  Ken Russell retired from
Hanford High as a math teacher.  I think that
was his first year of teaching when we had him.
I'm planning to retire this year as a math teacher
at Richland High so have truly stayed a Bomber.

Love reading these stories.

-Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58)
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>>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)

to Linda Sargent Evans (67) and anyone else
planning a trip to Richland this summer.  The
Richland Chamber of Commerce is holding its
annual Cool Desert Nights the weekend of
June 18 and 19th.  For any of you who haven't
been, it is really a trip down memory lane.  Last
year we had 300 classic cars in Uptown for the
car show and they were awesome. This year we
expect more and will be having two street dances
at the turn around in Howard Amon Park -
(Riverside Park to some of you).  On Friday night
we will have Men in the Making - a great group
that does classic 50-60-70's music and on
Saturday night we will rock the park with the
Kingsmen of Louie Louie fame.  If you want to
join your old buddies and take a real trip down
memory lane, plan to be in Richland the weekend
of June 18-19. On Friday and Saturday night all
the cars cruise George Washington Way from
Uptown to Downtown for about an hour and a
half.  It is great to just sit and watch unless of
course, you have a classic car you want to enter.
Hope to see ya'll here.

-Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)
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>>From: Peggy Lewis Johnson (62)

Have really been enjoying this> So where are you:
Dick Fichter '62, Dave Pugh '62, Larsen Greninger '60
Cam Apgar '63 ,  My P.E. teacher who was so pretty,
the McCoys: Grenada and her two brothers,  What
about  Dawson Richards where everyone got their
tuxedos and those twin girls in the class of '64 that
had such wonderful long incredibly curly hair.
Ray Quinlan? He was a friend of my cousin
Bob Cowan '60.  I found my wonderful friend
Susan McGahey at [deleted for privacy] and wrote
the longest email ever. That's all for now.

-Peggy Lewis Johnson'62
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Twins from '64 are Shairyl and Thairyl Austin. They
are not online, but are in the picture from our last
reunion and that's on the web  -Maren
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>>From: Jim House (63)

Someone mentioned David Henry's Bomber
pep band was expected to emphasize volume
over music.  As I recall they played some very
lively tunes at the bball games.  Although I
probably never thanked my classmates for
those weekend shots of adrenaline, I fondly
remember being inspired by their performances.
Who remembers Art Dawald’s special request?
I myself would love the Peter Gunn theme again
during tonight's walk.  It would probably cause
me to break into a run errrrr…. jog.  Thanks pep
band of 61-63!  You were great!!

-Jim House (63)
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>>From: Larry Holloway (64)

To Don Fisher (50)

Hello Don,
I have not seen you in quite a while and had been
wondering what you were up to?  See what reading
the Sandstorm does I didn't know when you worked
at Siemens that you were an old timer in the Richland
area.  Been doing any fishing lately?  Have you seen
your old buddy Patricia lately?  Everything's still
the same at work.  Well, better close for now.

-Larry Holloway (64)
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>>From: Terry Liechty (64)

OK, I'm just a little curious to see what everyone
else received for an estimated I-131 dose.

With all of us living in close proximity one would
imagine close numbers. Mine was 223 mGy (22.3 rads).
This was between 114 and 450 mGy's.

Was mine higher than yours?

-TKL
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[Mine was 586 - anybody else care to share?  -Maren]
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>>From: David Rivers (65)

Re: Linda Sargent Evans' '67 Party:

The class of '65 took a group conscience when we
heard that the annual car show and Rock 'n Roll Show
(Cool Summer Nights) is being held the week-end of
June 18-20 and has decided to change the yearly
gathering this year to that week-end... that way we
have built in entertainment.  That is not to say that
Les Brown's Concert with the Associations was not
GREAT last year... in fact it was so good, it
contributed to our decision to do the car show etc.
this year.  Rooms go fast and we've blocked ours
out at the Hampton so you may want to set it up
quickly if you want to hit that week-end with the '65ers!

-David Rivers ('65)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Spencer Houck (71)

Date: Sat Feb 6 02:05:17 1999

Add me to the list 1971 grad

This is great to be able to finally find so old friends
that I do not see at work. Found this from my sister
who is working at the high school and is a '61 alumni.

Thanks

-Spencer Houck (71)
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>>From: Carolyn Polentz Burnham (74)

Jim Russell I was glad to see your mention of
Mr. Newlon. He was my home room teacher in the
7th grade. He was quite distinctive with his light
blue eyes, thick glasses, pink skin and white hair.
He was a very calm person in the midst of a lot of
hormones! He handled one situation in our classroom
very diplomatically. We had a student  in class -
Mark Domarotsky (who I believe still lives in
Richland and should be on-line!) - who was quite
a "cut up". Quite a few students used to complain
about him, and one day Mr. Newlon decided to
meet the issue head-on. He had Mark wait out in
the hallway while he had a discussion with the
class about tolerance and acceptance. (That's
my memory of it, anyway!) We all felt slightly
ashamed. Mark, on the other hand, didn't seem
to suffer at all from the humiliation of being singled
out. He stormed back in the room after our talk
and told us all (in a very loud voice) how lame we
were to pick on him! He did quiet down just slightly
after that incident, but remained pretty much the
same throughout his high school years. Actually, I
have many more memories of interactions with Mark,
but I'll have to wait to share!

-Carolyn Polentz Burnham, Class of 74
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>>From: Patrick Noland (75)

1st grade - Christ the King when JFK was shot. It's
funny, I remember it plain as day, but high school
days are fairly blurry...

-Patrick Noland (75)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Dorothy Brodaczynski Badri (84)

Date: Wed Feb 3 21:37:11 1999

Hi fellow Bombers!
I ran across this site when I was searching for
schools in Washington and thought I'd drop a
line to say hello to everyone. This is a great tool
to meet up with former class mates. Thanks for
creating this site. :-)

-Dorothy Brodaczynski Badri (84)
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from the Bombers Memories page Guest Book:

>>From: Bob Bejarano (son of a Bomber)

CLASS YEAR: N/A
DATE: Sat Feb  6 11:33
WHERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS SITE?: Surfed On In
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS SITE?: Great Job
COMMENTS: I didn't get to attend Columbia, but my Mother did. Lenora 
Hughes Bejarano ('55). My uncles did also, Tom Hughes('56), and
Howard.  I sure miss Richland.  I was born there in '59, and lived
there till I was 7.  I now live in Bullhead City, AZ. I'm in the
mining industry. Just thought I'd say hello.

I remember the following of mosquito fogers on Newcomer Street.

-Bob Bejarano (son of a Bomber)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/8/99
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9 Bombers sent stuff in:
Joan Eckert (51), Sandra Atwater (51),
Grover Shegrud (56), Jinnie Eckert (58),
Rebecca Lester (60), Terry Liechty (64),
Joe Largé (68), Kathy Hartnett (69),
Stephen Schraedel (79)
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>>From: Joan Eckert Sullens (51)

Seeing Dick Wight's (52) memory of his bout
with Golden Wedding whiskey jolted my
memory bank.  Sally Stone, Yvonne Linares
and I (all class of 51) were to babysit Sally's
sister's children out in North Richland.  Can't
remember how we were able to get a pint of
Golden Wedding, but it was the cheapest we
could find.  During the evening we kept taking
nips from this (straight) and suddenly it was
all gone.  We each accused the others of having
taken more than the allowed sips.  We decided
that whoever couldn't walk the tiles in the
kitchen in a straight line was the guilty one.
Whether or not that really did determine who
actually was the guilty party, I was the one
who couldn't navigate.  Then to further
implicate me, I kept passing out. Sally's sister
came home and somehow we convinced her we
were okay to drive home.  Sally and Yvonne, in
their infinite wisdom, (or maybe to get even with
me!) stopped at the drugstore and bought me a
vanilla milk shake.  You can imagine the rest!  I
was so sick.  My dad had just completed digging
out the rest of our basement ("F" house) for a
bedroom for me.  I somehow made it downstairs
and oblivion.  As luck or the Gods of punishment
would have it, my folks took a trip the next day,
leaving early and leaving me in charge of the
little urchins (7)!  I had a world class headache
and really suffered.  I'm sure my little charges
suffered as well!  To this day, just talking about
Golden Wedding makes me nauseous!

-Joan Eckert Sullens '51
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>>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51)

Just read something about Garmos in the Sandstorm.
Does anyone remember being on a softball team that
Garmos sponsored?

-Sandra Atwater Boyd ----------- 1951
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>>From: Grover Shegrud (56)

To Craig Buchanan 57 - I remember you and your
older brother Courtney (I think) as competitors in
the neighborhood open area games.  We lived in
the same block as you, Tom Hughes, the Moorman
girls, the pierce sisters, and a bunch of others.
You mentioned the Byers family  but do you
remember the concerts the neighbors got when
the Byers boy(s) would practice on the front porch?

To Jack Moorman (54):  You also got in on some
good neighborhood times when visiting your cousins.

To Don McKenzie (56): I seem to remember the
Little family moving to South America and the kids
finishing up high school a year or more early. I was
amazed as I just about didn't make in the regular
12 (could my spelling have contributed). Anyone
hear what came of them after leaving Richland?

Someone mentioned the railroad insulation jump
above the "Y".  My last jump was when I reached
down to get out and found a boulder someone
threw down and I just missed (some of us take
a while to get smart).

enough for now

-Grover Shegrud (56)
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>>From: Jinnie Eckert Stephens (58)

Our daughter Tracy Richter is a wonderful teacher
at Carmichael, which is where her father attended.
I on the other hand had the distinction of attending
the first year that Jason Lee opened and then going
to Chief Joseph.  But I get off of why I wrote.

Tracy mentioned that they are planning a 50th year
anniversary celebration for Carmichael.  So anyone
interested should maybe look into it this week.

-Jinnie (58)
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[WHEN is the Carmichael reunion?? Do they have a web site up?  If 
so, let me know the URL and I'll put a link to it from the ALL 
Bomber Alumni Links site. -Maren]
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>>From: Rebecca Lester (60)

Returned to live in Richland about a year ago
and just recently found out about this fun news
place.  Will be getting married next Sunday
Feb 14 to Bud Cleavenger from Kennewick.
Any friends out there are welcome to attend
or write or call me.  I am staying at my mother's
Mary (Lester) Thompson who some of you
probably had in 3rd or 6th grade at Lewis and
Clark.  We still live where she was then just a
couple of blocks from the school.  The wedding
is at 2pm at the Richland Church of the Nazarene,
2500 Jericho Road, just off Queengate.

Lived in Canada for 25 years, mostly in Vancouver,
B.C.  Had my own medical recruiting company.
Interesting to be back.  I forgot how windy it can
be or is it worse this year?

More later.

-Rebecca aka Bunky
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>>From: Terry Liechty (64)

I was reading some of the oral histories of the
downwinders that are kept at Gonzaga University
in Spokane. The most interesting was one given by
Mr. Scott Woodward.
(httlp://inlan.gonzaga.edu:1080/img/0359/trnscrpt.html )
In his narrative he says the following.

"I remember in third grade, one of the neat things
was we got dog tags one day, the teacher handed
out dog tags. Every student got a dog tag. We didn't
have a television in our house yet, but somebody
down on the corner did and one of the TV programs
that was on a serial basis was about W.W.II. So I
kind of liked W.W.II, that was my early interest in
history and now I had dog tags, just like a G.I. You
know, I put 'em around my neck and I thought that
was really cool. I asked the teacher, I said, 'Why
do we have these dog tags here?' and that teacher
just said to shut up '; which I had a lot of education
like that '; and just proceed on. It wasn't until in the
fourth grade my fourth grade teacher explained to
us that if there was a nuclear attack the dog tags
may be the only thing left of us by which we could
be identified. "

It is funny to me how or memories of the same thing
are all different. As I recall it, not that mine is any
more valid than anyone else's, a company offered ID
bracelets and dog tags for purchase through the
schools. I know my folks bought the bracelet that I
wanted. It had, as I recall, name, address, any
allergies (to drugs I presume) and religion. I wore
the thing for a couple of months and then stopped
wearing it because it was a bother.

I am curious to see how others remember this incident
from grade school.

-Terry Liechty (64)
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>>From: Joe Largé (68)

To Jim Russell (58),

Dear Jim,

Yes, there used to be an Ernie's Restaurant.  I
believe that was the one that was in the Thrifty
Drug store near the Uptown Theater.  My mom
worked as a waitress there for quite a few years.
His specialty was the Crab and Shrimp Louies.
My mom learned how to make them from him.
They were delicious!  Mom said he was the kindest
man to work for.

Also, the Tahitian Restaurant, near Western Auto,
etc., later became the C & L Tahitian.  I remember
their Mai Tai cocktails over there!  They came with
little umbrellas and I think were served in coconut
shells.  The food was good.

-Joe Largé (68)
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>>From: Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69)

So I've been reading this thing religiously every
evening when I drag home from my restaurant,
kind of helps me unwind and get a few chuckles.
Why, I ponder, don't any of the '69ers write in??
Then I realize, like myself, many are probably too
tired to do more than read and remember!! Would
like to hear what's up with a few more of you, not
to be over looked were great e-mails from Jerie,
Gay, Lucy and Nola, also Mike, thanks for the info...
still hunting for Ginny O'Bryen and Nancy Dutton.
Anyway, I know it was the late '60's and chances
are the are a lot of "hazy" memories, but there's
got to be some of the class who didn't spend lunch
hour in the parking lot and remembers something!!!
We do have a reunion coming up this summer!

On to things remembered, yesterday's letter about
Truman's visit in 1950, blasted a memory from the
past... JFK at Hanford in maybe 1960-61? I remember
driving out to what I was sure was restricted area
and waiting for hours with neighbors and family to
catch a glimpse. It may be childhood memories or
one too many news reels, but the desert wind blowing
his hair and the sun causing his eyes to squint is very
vivid. My memory has me just out of touch, but with a
clear awe-struck view of the man we knew would fix
everything.  Then of, course, a few short years later,
8th grade at Christ the King, hearing a lunchroom
full of kids go instantly silent, when the loud speaker
crackled the news we'll never forget. I believe
anyone old enough ot remember that day, knows
exactly where they were when they heard.

Anyway,  I truly do love all the great memories
that are dredging up, even the street names make
me remember people and situations.

As for teachers, who remembers Mr. Welsch? the
vice-principal, late '60's? Maybe because I spent
waaaay too much time in his office! He was great.

Okay '69ers, lets have a little input here, as I
remember it was a co-ed class... whatever
happened to some of the mouthy guys? i.e. Len
Parrish, Rich Sinclair, Jim Demiter? Or maybe
that was just in Mr. Lujan's spanish class Que?!

-Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69)
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

Someone mentioned hookybobin': My brother and
I were 15 and 14 when we first moved to Richland.
We lived on the corner at 1332 Hunt, just across
from the park [name?] East of Geo-way.  One night,
during a snow storm, we went looking for something
to do.  He asked if I'd been hookybobin' before. I
had not.  Well, we made our plan to jump behind the
next car to come by. No good candidates came, so
we set out to scout one up.

A few minutes passed and we heard a neighbor -- 2-3
doors East -- fire up her engine, so we ducked into
the bushes figuring that we'd catch her as she left
the driveway from a dead stop.  Hey, you've got to
admit, we were safe-thinking Scouts, trying to be
safe about this whole deal.

She had one of those loop driveways, that just curve
around.  As she began to pull out, we dove for her
bumper.  But she spotted us!  As soon as she got out
on the road, she slammed her car in Reverse and spun
her tires as if she was intending to run us over.  I
was glad it was so slick that she couldn't catch
traction, because it took us a few seconds to catch
on... and as I thought it, my brother said it, "She's
angry!" She seemed to become more agitated by the
fact that she couldn't run us over, and began spinning
her tires in Forward, then Reverse, Forward then
Reverse again.  My brother and I agreed that the
next time she went into Drive, we'd give her a little
push and make for the trees and basically disappear
through a few yards.  We did and she finally left...
in a huff.

All of this happened in about 2 mins -- kind of a time
warped experience.  Such was my initiation into
hookybobin'.  Needless to say, we weren't cured
for long.  We made other attempts.  One of our
favorites was mom's motor home.  I don't know if we
ever told her this.  It had the perfect bumper and
there was no way she could see us!  Once my brother
and I were both back there bobin' along down Hunt,
and Mom was in a hurry for some reason - I guess
most mom's are. Anyway, my brother, Anthony, had
the wiseguy idea that he would try to ski behind me
as I held on.  What actually happened was that I
almost did the Chinese splits [and I couldn't stretch
that far] while hookybobin' behind this motor home
with my brother's weight on top of me. I was in pain,
screaming for mercy, he was laughing his head off.
But you know older brothers - they think that you
were born just for them to practice pounding on.

-Stephen Schraedel (79)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/9/99
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17 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in:
Ann Pearson (50), Gail Henderson (53),
Bernie Qualheim (56), Tom Hughes (56),
Betty McElhaney (57), Denny Damschen (62),
Ron Cowgill (62), Lorraine Ward (63),
Vicki Schrecengost (67), Mina Jo Gerry (68),
Mike Franco (70), Brad Upton (74),
Sherri Fisher (74), Kim Molnaa (75),
Brenda Fisher (74), Karen Russell (78),
Jenny Smart (87), B.J. Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50)

Just thought I would send along for those who
knew Conrad (Connie) Lautenbacher - think he
went to Jefferson Grade school, then Chief
Joseph, graduating from Columbia High (don't
know what year).  I was in contact with him while
he was stationed in San Diego and we discovered
our mutual high school.  He is now a three star
Admiral in the US Navy and stationed in Washington DC -
If anyone wants his address let me know - he is
Deputy Chief of Naval Operations (Resources,
Warfare Requirements and Assessments).

Also there was an article in the San Diego Union
Tribune newspaper a year ago called "You can
go Home" and would you believe it was written
by one of the Clement boys from Thayer Drive.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I read it - can't
remember his name, but his uncle was Caroll
Clement (50) who played basketball and I was
told he now lives in Utah.

-Ann Pearson Burrows (50)
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>>From: Gail Henderson Renner (53)

Re: Missing cloth from Mrs. Meacam's man torso

I have a feeling that the event wasn't the only time
it happened.  When did Mrs. Meacam retire?  Does
anyone know?

-Gail Henderson Renner (53)
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>>From: Bernie Qualheim (56)

Does anyone remember a teacher named Calvin Blair
at Col High?  I think he taught History and Current
Events.  I remember we used to listen to the
McCarthey hearings during class everyday. I always
thought he would end up in politics.  Does anyone
recall him and what happened to him?

What about teachers at Carmichael: Mr. Sullivan,
Warrick, Jantz, Bonjourni (sp)?

-Bernie Qualheim (56)
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>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)

Grover Shegrud (56) mentioned the ball games
in the common areas along Thayer Drive. I
remember Bill Everett (56), Grover and Terry,
myself , my brother, Mr. Everett and several of
the other Dads. We played softball out there every
chance we had. Grover, do you happen to remember
Billy Everett's catchers mitt that had no pocket in
it? I could just bat the ball down to the ground,
never actually catch it.

About the insulation at the pit. Someone got the
clever idea of getting several truckloads of the
stuff and putting it in the pole vault and high jump
pits. It was a lot softer than the sawdust that we
used before but it stuck to everything. We would
finish practice every night coated with the red
granules. Trying to get them out of our hair was
horrible.

-Tom Hughes, Class of 56
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>>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57)

To Joe Large (68)

Ernie's Restaurant was where Ray's Golden Lion
is now located.  It was owned by Ernie McVicker.
My Father-in-law was the chef there until his
death in 1953.  You didn't say what years your
mother worked there.

To Jerry (59) and Jack (54) Moorman:  I sent a
card to my brother with a dollar and also made
one for my sister to send with a dollar.  Still
haven't heard from him so he is probably down
in Mexico.

-Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57)
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>>From: Denny Damschen (62)

Dose estimate is 279 mGy.
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>>From: Ron Cowgill (62)

I, too, have been sitting on the sidelines, enjoying
the trip down memory lane, and would like to share
a humorous event. First let me say thanks to Norma
Loescher Boswell (53) for her understanding and
guidance in what I believe was her first year
teaching at COL HI, my Junior year 1961. With the
likes of myself, Bob Irwin (62), Bill Gabel (62) and
Russ Sybertz (62) in one classroom. I'm sure it
made you question your choice of profession.  After
having been given a class assignment of an oral
report, the above mentioned wailed mightily. Why
did it have to be oral? Why not a written report?
This was a ploy. What we really wanted was to
negotiate the subject matter. We won and everyone
in the classroom would be giving a report on what
we thought we knew best.... cars and the things that
make them cool.   Imagine the possibilities: lakepipes,
headers, babymoons, chopping, channeling. Oh yes,
this would be a cake walk.  The subject of cars
however created a panic in fellow classmate,
Aileen Hayward (62). She knew nothing about
automobiles and asked for our assistance. We saw
the humorous possibilities and began extolling the
virtues of.... MUFFLER BEARINGS. Aileen innocently
wrote down our ramblings of just what this fictitious
part accomplished and how no auto could run without
them. On report day we howled as Aileen delivered
her speech. We groaned when the grades were handed
out. Aileen's B+  overshadowed our lowly marks.

-Ron Cowgill (62)
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>>From: Lorraine Ward Shelby (63)

I've been listening in since this started, but haven't
written in before.  Moved to Richland in 1955 and
attended Marcus Whitman for part of 5th grade.
Does anyone remember Mrs. Thogmartin?  Moved to
Benton City for the rest of 5th through 7th grade,
then back to Richland and Chief Jo for part of 8th
grade, transferring to Carmichael mid-year to finish
8th and 9th. Then on to Col Hi for Sophomore through
Senior years, graduating in 1963.

There was a ceremony for the incorporation of the
City of Richland that was held out at the Officers'
Club north of town sometime between September of
1958 and spring of 1959.  I played clarinet in the
marching band and played for the ceremony, but can't
remember if it was with the Warriors or the Cougars
band since I transferred that year.  Does anybody
know when this took place?  Also, who was the band
director at Chief Jo?  I remember Ken Hughes from
Carmichael, but have forgotten the Chief Jo teacher!

Also, a note to Jim House (63).  Thank you for the
comments on the pep band between 61 and 63 while
you were playing b-ball.  Actually, the director was
David Harry (not Henry) and he was great!  He was
partial to the big band sound from the 40's and as I
recall, we played a lot of good stuff - not just the
typical pep-band repertoire.  Glad you enjoyed it
cause we sure enjoyed watching you guys play b-ball.

Is Susie Shaver (63) on line?  Didn't you play the
piano for chorus at Carmichael?  Also, I was impressed
when Dwight Phelps had you demonstrate your perfect
pitch by singing a brand new piece of music without
any accompaniment!

Who remembers the english/literature teacher who
read "Winnie the Pooh" aloud to the class?  Was that
Col Hi or Carmichael?

My favorite teacher was Georgia Burns, Steno.  She
did a tremendous job preparing us for professional
business positions.

So much for now.  Will come up with more questions
to jog memories later.

-Lorraine Ward Shelby (63) ~ (By the way, I married Ron Shelby (59)
           in 1964 and we are still in Richland)
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>>From: Vicki Schrecengost Carney (67)

Hi all!

A HUGE thank you to Terry Liechty ('64) for
FINALLY clearing up the mystery of the dog
tags for me!  My mother presented me with mine
about 2 years ago but had no idea why we had
them.  I guess when you're little you just take
everything at face value.  I, too, thought they
were cool to wear around my neck!

Kathy Hartnett Mitchell's ('69) memories of
JFK's visit to the Tri-Cities also jogged my
memory.  I don't recall seeing him at Hanford,
but I do remember being at Pasco airport to meet
him.  Huge crowd.

All for now,

-Vicki Schrecengost Carney ('67)
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)

In reply to Terry Liechty (64):  My memories of
the dog tags are pretty much as yours are.  The
only thing that surprised me was to find that my
religion was Protestant and not CUP, where I
went to Sunday school.

And about the Tahitian Restaurant, Joe:  We kids
always knew when mom and dad had gone for
chinese, which they did every few weeks when
dad was on swing, because they would have
swollen eyes the next morning from the msg. I
couldn't wait to be a grownup and go get take-out
in the middle of the night.  I remember going there
for dinner before one of the formal dances with
Mike Daling (68) and being so awed about the
stars on the ceiling and the dim lights in the back
dining room, the Tahitian Room.  I thought we
were really hot stuff.

-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)

To Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69).... "whatever
happened to those mouthy guys..." ... I can help a
little here (being kind of a "mouthy guy" myself!!!)
Rich Sinclair (69) is living in Yakima... I haven't
seen him for a few years but he is the same Rich....
Len Parris (69) is in Woodinville (I think).... peddling
lattes among other things.... Demiter (69), I don't
know where he is... would like to know....

also, '69ers: Where is Jack Ham and Pat Mki these
days, or Big John Anderson (aka shifty Thrifty)?

And this event coming up the weekend of June 18
in Richland.... can class of 70 folks show up or do
we have to be REALLY old.... as in 65?????

-Mike Franco (70)
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>>From: Brad Upton (74)

I feel like one of those people you hear on talk
radio... long time listener, first time caller.  I'm
a long time reader, first time writer.

When I first graduated from EWU in August of
'79, my first teaching assignment was on a long
term substitute basis back at my old grade school
(Spalding) for my old grade school PE teacher
(Ken Olson).  Ken had been impaled and nearly
died during the summer in a construction accident
so I took over the first month of school.  What a
strange experience.  I don't think I'd been back
since I left.  My 5th and 6th grade teachers were
still there (Miss Faust/Mrs. Elliott and Mr. Anderson).
After I addressed them both as Miss and Mr. they
both laughed and said, "You can call me Dorothy/Craig
now."  I said, "No, I can't."  Anyway, I now had the
keys to Spalding and could go everywhere I wanted
to go back when I was in grade school!  I went up on
the roof and walked boldly right into the once
forbidden teacher's lounge!  The best part was going
into the little room off the gymnasium where the patrol
boys kept all their gear.  I climbed up onto the top of
the helmet case and found my name in huge letters
where I had left it 12 years earlier!  I eventually
taught school in Pasco for 7 years.  Richland was the
only school district that didn't interview me out of
college.  Still too many people around who remembered me.

-Brad Upton (74)
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>>From: Sherri Fisher (74)

To: Don Fisher (50)

There is just no way that a  "please don't tell my
kids" plea is gonna work.  This is the 90's, Dad.
If you want your name to stay out of the news
you have to offer an incentive.  Just like I'm
sure if I offered a $5.00 cash bonus for any
really juicy stories about you (starting with being
expelled),  I'd get enough dirt on you to ensure a
nice retirement for myself.  Of course I'd never
do that.  I'd rather you just told the truth,  you
know fess-up.  And saying you don't remember isn't
gonna work either.  Remember I can always call
YOUR MOTHER and get the whole sordid details.

-Sherri Fisher (74)
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>>From: Kim Molnaa Privette (75)

We moved back to Richland in 1968 (lived in
Podunk, Montana for a year) and lived for 3
months in Perkins Court in an "A" house.  That
court had so many people in it!  I later came
to know many of them, but that summer I hadn't
been in school with any of them.  I remember
the following families:  Cones, Magulas, Rices,
Vandenburgs, Morrells, Bullocks and Whites -
and just down the street was the Kafentzis
family... and my Mom was depressed about
having four kids!!  My brother, David, and I
would walk across the park to Mayfair or the
drugstore that was by Mayfair... what was the
name of that drugstore?  Dave and I stole our
sister Karis' pennies from her piggy bank - yup
we had quite a goodie-filled summer ... until
Dad found out!  Just before school started we
moved to 211 Craighill (where my parents still
live - a "B" house) which is across the street
from the park.  We lived next door to the Bolkans
(Lee taught at Carmichael and I think Sybil taught
at Spalding?).  Chris Bolkan's stereo blared most
of the time and Brenda and I became fast friends.
My teacher that year, and a friend of the Bolkans -
6th grade at Lewis and Clark - was Jerry Lane.  I
saw in a recent issue someone remembered Mr. Lane
(hacks anyone - never got any, but overheard a few)...
he was such a great teacher - the perfect blend of
patience and temper.  And another name,
Skip Nussbaum (65), came up too... he was a student
teacher in my class with Mr. Lane.  All the girls were
madly in love with him.  When we weren't throwing
spit wads or having squirt gun fights behind our lifted
desk lids, we were pretty much drooling (girls anyway!)
What a great year that was - learned a lot and had
great teachers, too.

To:  Yvonne Ling (75) - I remember you being a
fine tennis player also...  I took tennis in summer
school - I was already at school anyway getting
yelled at by Mr. Juricich, so I figured I might as
well make a full morning of it!

-Kim Molnaa Privette (75)
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>>From: Brenda Fisher Sponholtz (78)

To Ann Pearson Burrows (50):

Yes, Please tell ALL on Don Fisher (50) being
expelled from school.  This daughter (Brenda
Fisher Sponholtz -78-) of his would like to know.
Dad says that he can't remember this ever
happening.  He says that he was a GOOD student!!!
Please let us know.

Thanks.

-Brenda Fisher Sponholtz (78)
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>>From: Karen Russell Walley (78)

I have been enjoying reading all the memories.
Does anyone else notice that most of our vivid
memories are when we were little kids? I am a
native of Richland and so is my husband Glenn.

Bob DeGraw (66): Glenn is your cousin.

To Paula Mulvey Noakes (79):  I also have dreams
with the floor plan of Mayfair in them.

To Stephen Schraedel (79) said "I remember Karen
Russell" --  I have one very ratty copy of "O Star of
Bethlehem".  I think it belongs to the music dept.
One of my favorite memories of RHS was caroling
with the swing choir.  We actually had snow that
year.  Glenn and I are raising our family here in
Richland.  We loved it as kids and we love it still.
However, our teenagers are Hanford Falcons.  I
do feel pangs of guilt for that one.

-Karen Russell Walley (78)
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>>From: Jenny Smart Page (87)

Are the winds we're having this winter anything
like the "termination winds" from the early days
of Hanford we learned about in History class?
I've lived here for 25 years and these seem to
be pretty awful...

Thanks for sharing your wind-blown memories.

-Jenny (Smart) Page (87)
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>>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

I read all of the stories with great amusement
and thought I would add a couple from two of
your former Bombers.  They were our neighbors
for over 30 years.  I'm talking about Greg and
Rick (67) Slater.

Greg as you know, those who know him, is pretty
close to genius, and he was always doing something
that was as funny as could be.  One time when our
family was on vacation he spent the whole 2 or 3
weeks that we were gone cutting out and pasting
on the outside of our house those tiny tiny sports
scores in the paper.  Of course they were hardly
visible to the naked eye so he got tired I guess of
us not seeing them so he "found" one of them one
day and then the search was on.  They were all over
the place and years later when Steve was painting
our house he would find them in the most unlikely
places.  We enjoyed that joke of his for many years.

Rick was over one day and he and Karen made
themselves peanut butter sandwiches for lunch.
Rick must have been a "rookie" at making his own
sandwiches because he didn't put any jelly with
his and first thing you know Rick was choking.  I
opened his mouth and pulled that sandwich out of
his mouth and he always told people that Mrs. Davis
saved his life.  Rick, as you all know died just as
he had finished medical school, he was in his
residency, I believe. We all miss him and "Bear",
our son, very much.  They were both lights in our lives.

-BJ Davis 
(Mom of Bombers in '71, '72, '74, '76 and 2 in '82)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/10/99
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14 Bombers sent stuff in:
Don Fisher (50), Wayne Wallace (50),
Tom Hughes (56), Max Sutton (57),
Laurel Nielsen (62), Betsy Fox (63),
Peg Wellman (66), Tedd Cadd (66),
Steve Piippo (70), Clark Riccobouno (71),
Dave Trent (75), Holly Chamberlain (76),
Karen Davis (76), Dave McAdie (79)
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>>From: Don Fisher (50)

To everybody who reminded me of the electrical
death at place in trees during the flood of "48".
Thanks, I knew it was a family restaurant.  But
old age and memories is catching up with me.

-Don Fisher (50)
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>>From: Wayne Wallace (50)

To Don Fisher (50)

Could this "incident" have occurred at Lewis and
Clark in the 7th grade when we went to school half
days?   Our basketball mascot was a little noisy....
remember?

-Wayne Wallace (50)
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>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)

I guess the Old Man syndrome hit me when I
said the ball games were on Thayer. They were
in the alley off of Stevens Drive one block north
of Sacajawea.

-Tom Hughes, Class of 56?
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>>From: Max Sutton (57)

To Bernie Qualheim (56):
I remember Mr. Bonjourni from Carmichael.
He was my 7th grade home room teacher and
also taught P.E. I believe.  My recollection is
that he left to become a Secret Service agent
in Wash. and I lost track of him until recently.
He has a law practice in the city of Kent, WA.
now.  Can't remember for the life of me who
told me that. It might have been George
Stephans (58) our dentist.  Anyway that's the
only one of your queries that I can answer.

-Max Sutton (57)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Laurel Nielsen (62)

Date: Tue Feb 9 00:11:26 1999

Hi to everyone! This is great...I'm just learning
about the world of E-Mail.

Elaine Wyss (62) - are you out there? Would
love to hear from you.

-Laurel Nielsen (62)
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>>From: Betsy Fox Vance (63)

Any bridge players out there?  Ron Richards (63)
and myself (Betsy Fox Vance) have discovered
online bridge  (playing bridge in real time w/people
from all over the world) and we have been playing
a lot online between Montana and Colorado.  Any
other RHS alumni interested in joining us?  Maybe
we could find a duplicate game somewhere.

Hi to all my old -- keyword ...OLD,,, 1963 classmates.
Where are the pictures of our classes at Jefferson
school in '55, '56... on up?  I don't have any - but
would love to see one of Mrs. Craft's 1st grade
classroom -- 2nd -- Mrs. Lingenfelter --3rd -- Mrs. Price
--4th - Miss Howard --and 6th --Mrs. Gilman.  The 5th
grade one was great.

Does anyone remember putting their feet in the
machine at David's shoes at the uptown and looking
at their bones through that cool green light -- which,
as it turns out, was emitting about a bazillion diodes
of radiation? (does radiation come in diodes?  If it
doesn't, it should!!)

Water skiing off the sand dunes of the upper island?
Riding in the  dryers of the laundromats?
Cruising Zip's -- forever, it seemed.
Being in drill team with Mrs. Burns....

Awesome memories.  Hope that life has treated you
all with fun and good things.

-Betsy Fox Vance (63)
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>>From: Peg Wellman (66)

Just a note regarding J.F. Kennedy's visit to
Richland. My recollection is that he came to
dedicate N Reactor, and it was only 2 months
before his assassination - Sept. 21 or 22, 1963.
We all got out of school and headed to the Area.
The rare opportunity to legally pass the gates
into that mysterious place was almost as exciting
as my first presidential siting.

-Peg Wellman (66)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book:

>>From: Tedd Cadd (66)

Date: Tue Feb 9 19:06:39 1999

Hi...

I've been hearing about the site from a few
friends and took the time to visit. I've enjoyed
the memories section and have a few things to
add there. Add me to your list somewhere.
(As in the annual? Theodore L Cadd - '66)

Tedd
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>>From: Steve Piippo (70)

In response to Mike Franco (70) regarding
whereabouts of Jim Demiter: he is healthy
and alive in Richland. His daughter graduated
last year from RHS and his son is a senior this
year. Good kids.

-Steve Piippo (70)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book

>>From: Clark J Riccobuono (71)
RE: Find please

Could anyone help me find these three people?
James Allen Andersen 1971 grad
Peggy Andersen 1970 grad
Lana Pfiefer 1972 grad

-Clark Riccobuono (72)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest book:

>>From: Dave Trent (75)

Date: Mon Feb 8 23:53:21 1999

Heard about this from my brother (class of 70)
and just checked it out for the first time. Will
be back often. Your work on this web page is
much appreciated.

-Dave Trent (75)
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>>From: Holly Chamberlain (76)

I, too, remember going to see President John F.
Kennedy when he was at Hanford.  He was there
on September 26, 1963 for the start-up of the N
Reactor.  The N Reactor was a "dual purpose"
reactor in that it was capable of producing
weapons-grade plutonium (and other "special
nuclear materials") but also produced steam for
generating electricity.  Kennedy had been a major
supporter of the project, which grew from, among
other things, Eisenhower's Atoms for Peace programs.
While at Hanford, Kennedy was given a "magic wand"
with which to "turn on the reactor."  The following
November, he was assassinated in Dallas.

-Holly Chamberlain (76)
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>>From:  Karen Davis Scheffer (76)

Mom---BJ DAVIS
I can't believe you told all these people that
Rick Slater and I went into the kitchen and
made peanut butter sandwiches when we were
younger and he almost choked - YOU know
that can't be true!!! YOU must of made the
sandwiches because, Mom, you never let me
in the kitchen and that is why I am such a
raunchy cook to this date!!!! And my husband
will never forgive you for that!!!  :)

Anyway, as I recall or was that the time that
Rick tried to wash it down with apple juice
and he couldn't and the juice came squirting
out his nose? I miss that guy a lot - so many
excellent memories of growing up on Tinkle
Street with the Slaters next door and Mitz in
the rear house. Anyway - MOM, how about
teaching me some tricks in the kitchen - many
know that cooks don't get much better than you!!

-Karen Davis Scheffer     Bomber 1976
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>>From: Dave McAdie (79)

To Jenny Smart (87)
Imagine these winds full of "sand" from the
un-irrigated and un-developed desert of those
years - not to mention all those Government
houses with no trees and/or yards.  I remember
after we came here in '75, there were a couple
of huge "blows" that looked like a wall of dirt
was coming.  I can only cringe with the feeling
of being sand-blasted by those winds in the 40's
and 50's.  Today we get a lot of dust, but I'm
sure the grit content is way down compared to
then.  Even so, I am about tired of the wind - this
last year has been unreal.  I now live in South
Kennewick, and the wind never stops!!!!!

To Karen Russell (78)
We lived around the corner from you on Geo. Wash.
Way (between Benham and Comstock).  Say hi to
your sister for me.

-Dave McAdie (79)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/11/99
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13 Bombers sent stuff in:
Delores Raffety (49), Don Fisher (50),
Ralph Myrick (51), Lee Johnson (54),
Tom Hughes (56), Jim Hamilton (63),
Peg Sheeran (63), Gene Bumgarner (70)
Kathy Thompson (70), Mike Franco (70),
Stu Osborn (71), Sean Lewis (77),
Gene Trosper (84)
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>>From: Delores Raffety (Yale) Leonard (49)

Hi Wayne Wallace (50);  Remember Delores Raffety
of '49.  Lived close to you, as I recall.  Have some
great pictures of us at Clear Lake Dam with my folks.
I lived with the Jones on Barth.  Where are you now?
I live in Kennewick, doing lots of volunteer work with
Kadlec. Glad to see you on the Sandstorm.

-Delores Raffety (Yale) Leonard (49)
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>>From: Don Fisher (50)

To Wayne Wallace (50):
The only thing I can remember of Lewis and Clark
was singing with you on the stage in the gym,
watching the high school football team work out
(they weren't the Bombers yet) and the good
teachers we had.

I also remember the old car you had with the hole
in the foot board (water puddles were fun to run
over).  Driving up toward Yakima on the old highway
and the other car with the long trunk. It seems that
I was always the driver in that car since you could
get into the trunk from the inside and as my
daughters know that I'm always the designated
driver (so pure and sweet).

To other Bombers:  In 1949 at Thanksgiving time
4 or 5 of us hiked to the top of the hill that was
located to the south of town, this hill is where
some classes tried to put an "R" and their year
of graduation on the hill side.  It was foggy where
they put the "R" but we kept going all the way up
to top.  In those days there were no houses and the
railroad line to Yakima was till there also a high
power line at the bottom that had a gravel road by it.

I was working at 100 areas when the Kennedy come
here, we made the trip over to "N" to see him and
shortly after that we closed down and I went to
"N" reactor to work.

-Don Fisher (50)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)

To Clark Riccobuono (71)

Clark, I bowl with your Dad.  Yesterday, I bowled
a 225 and was feeling pretty smug when the PA
system announced that Riccobuono just rolled a 265.
What a guy.  I don't believe I respect anyone more
than I do your Dad.  He inspires all of us to bowl
our best.  You probably knew my mother Ola Myrick.
She sure thought a lot of the Riccobuono family.

-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Lee Johnson (54)

Just happened to think of an incident at Carmichael.
Digging into the archives of my not so good mind, I
recall a shop teacher by the name of Mr. Helgeson
(not sure of the spelling).  He had a paddle that
looked like it could be used as an oar for a row boat.
Anyway, one day, one of the boys in the class did
something that required one whack with this huge
paddle.  Mr. Helgeson made a big production out it
and made the offender bend over and grab his ankles.
Then - with a Joe Dimaggio wind up - Mr. Helgeson
let loose, waaaaap!!!  I thought the kid was going to
fall over on his face.  Now, nobody knows for sure
if this boy was the perpetrator of the dastardly
deed that I am about to relate or not, but many do.
During the nice weather Mr. Helgeson rode a bicycle
to school and left it outside with all the other bikes.
Trusting that all people were honorable and nothing
would ever happen to his property.  Well, was he
ever wrong.  The word had gone out that something
had happened and that if everyone wanted a good
laugh they should gather around the bicycle rack
after school was out.  When I arrived, there was a
big crowd and everyone was looking at the American
Flag and laughing. I looked up to see for myself...
and there it was, up on the pole just under the flag
was Mr. Helgeson's bicycle. I was not there when
he went to retrieve it as I had to catch the bus.  But,
I later heard that it got away from him  and it
crashed to the ground.

-Lee Johnson (54)
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>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)

Grover Shegrud (56) reminded me of others who
played in the Stevens Drive Ball games and were
in the neighborhood.

David Rivers (65) may not remember but while we
were living in the "A" house, David's Mom and Dad,
(Bert and Billy Rivers) had just moved to town and
there was no housing for them. We let them move
into one of our bedrooms for several weeks or
months until they got a house of their own. People
did a lot of that in those days. We didn't know
them at all but that made no difference, they were
family. My Mom and Dad kept in touch for years
after they moved to Las Vegas and Bert was working,
I believe , for the city of Las Vegas.

-Tom Hughes, class of 56
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>>From: Jim Hamilton (63)

So I'm just sittin' here, using some of that horse
hoof paste (like the late Gaylor Bolton used to eat)
to stick red construction paper on this shoe box
for the valentine exchange.  I've cut out some
really bitchin' hearts, even one cut from a paper
cake plate doily.  This is a thing of beauty, I
could possibly be the valentine box Poster Boy.

This year I'm going to put my name on the box,
cause one year I didn't do so hot without it.  In
fact if Pook and Osgard hadn't have put their
gum in there, I would have been zip for February.
Jerry Taylor used to go back in the coat room
and put the arm of your coat around some girl's
coat, and claim you were some kind of an item
(.....sittin' n in a tree....).  Someone - I always
suspected Plows - blew their nose on my coat
sleeve when it was hanging up back there in the
3rd grade.  That was when I put the curse on him,
and it stuck.  Don't believe me? Have you ever
seen his knees?

We used to get those stupid valentines, that were
like sixty for a nickel at the dime store.  As I
recall, you had to cut them out, sign your name
and stick 'em in an envelope.  Unless you were
Kenny Wright, who would write some romantic
drivel and sign someone else's name and stick it
in some young tomato's decorated shoe box.  He
would then sit back and wait for the sparks to
fly.  Thanks Ken.

I later heard from someone (OK, it was Mary
Margaret Collins), that Pinhead Stephens sent
special valentines to girls he liked, although
Rosemary Qualheim is the only one who
continues to bring it up in normal, civil and
polite conversation.  As I recall the story, he
didn't always wait for Valentines day either.

Did guys give Valentines to other guys?  I don't
recall.  Not that there would have been anything
wrong with it.

If there was some darlin' you were sweet on and
you had deep pockets, off to Thrifty Drug for a
more expensive (a dime), one-of-a-kind card and
maybe a box of candy.  Not having deep pockets
then (or now), I'd go the bus depot and play the
pinballs and share a cigarette liberated from a
parent with another of the Southend's Finest.

Dixie Cups, some Kool-Aid, a cupcake decorated
with those stupid hearts that tasted like soap on top
and the requisite spudnut were the "treats".  A
couple games of seven-up, where you put your head
down on the now sticky desk top, and valentines
day was over.

This year, the always lovely Miss Nancy ('65) and I
will be spending Valentines Day with the DeJongs
and Boehnings at Mt. Bachelor.  Hope they're up for
some games of Seven-Up, I still like it, 'cause you
don't have to tape your ankles.

You know, I think those Valentnes were where the
girls learned those sappy things they wrote in my
Annual each spring.  Like "Best of luck, whoever
you are" and "Love Ya".

-Jim Hamilton (63)
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>>From: Peg Sheeran Finch (630

To Betsy Fox Vance (63) and Other  Drill Team
Members: Yes, I remember the drill team and
our pleated skirts and cool sweaters.  But a big
memory is the time we marched to "The Stripper"
while taking off our gloves ("?seductively")... I
thought it was so neat then, but I wonder now
how some parents must have felt about that choice
of songs and choreography.  It was fun, though,
wasn't it?     P.S.  My husband, Dick, says he'd
love to pay bridge with any of you.  Let us know.

-Peg Sheeran Finch (63)
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>>From: Gene Bumgarner (70)

To Holly Chamberlain (76): You mentioned a
"magic wand" that President Kennedy used to
start the  N reactor. After N was shut down
and HGP had no steam, me and a fellow worker
from WPPSS were sent out to HGP to get "the
wand" the chair and podium that the president
used. we took it to the headquarters of WPPSS
and I last heard it is stored somewhere at the
old WNP-1 site.

-Gene Bumgarner [70]
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>>From: Kathy Thompson (70)

Please add me to the list.

Graduated in '70. Currently living in Richland.

Up and coming reunion is near at hand, I would
be happy to help put it together/on.

Don Fisher (50) is my best neighbor - he takes our
trash bin to the street to meet the happy truck riders
from the city (trash day).

Happy Valentines Day to Don Fisher
from both, Mother and myself.

Hello with fond regards to all.

-Kathy Thompson (70)
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)

I, too, went to see Kennedy when he visited. I was
in the scouts and we were charged with handing
out programs. Just when Kennedy was to arrive we
were allowed to crouch down in the sand in front
of the front row of seats for those AEC (and other)
big wigs. Kennedy (as I recall) arrived in one of two
or three large choppers. I thought he flew in from
Moses Lake or one of the other Air Force Bases.
Anyway when he finished speaking he came down
the steps from that tall speakers stand and headed
for the crowd to shake hands.... I got the first
handshake.... HONEST!!!! I have never forgotten
that moment.... I thought this guy must be a movie
star.... just a few months later, he was gone....

I, too, would like to hear how Peggy and brother
Jim Anderson are doing.... Crigler, do you know?
And thanks Steve Piippo (70).

-Mike Franco 70
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>>From: Stu Osborn (71)

How many of you watched "The 60's" (two-part
TV special) last Sunday and Monday night [NBC]?
Do you remember what you were up to around then?
Here's what I found to do in Richland during those
years... Maybe a few of you were there...

* Midnight movies on Halloween night at the Uptown
theater (One show was "Masque of the Red Death" -
Vincent Price) Cost $1 or something like that. Always
brought chains with me and wore my Dad's leather
motorcycle coat and leather Harley "police" cap. No
one there I knew recognized me! Got out of the
"greaser" phase when I met my HS sweetheart...

* There were a few "rumbles"... Tom Brush (71),
someone else and me against, Mike Daigler and
Mike Freeman (71), I believe - (we lost) resulting
in a big black eye for me and sneaking out of school
early all that next week: I still remember that shiner
I got after a Bomber football game when I was in
Jr. High delivered by either Mike Daigler or Mike
Freeman, one of those guys. Couldn't see who wacked
me but I think it was Daigler. Surprised us near
George Prout Memorial (the Big) pool and ended up
ploughing me with a roundhouse... We all snuck out of
school early all the rest of the week to avoid detection
on the way out. (I'm sure someone can tell me who
'George Prout' was. After that night, I suppressed
that from my memory.)

* Lots of people probably remember Mr. Faddis'es
9th grade Gen. Science class: Had only one hand
(arm?) but his hacks,  with that smooth, green, holy,
shaved-down Major League baseball bat were
delivered backhand with such force that it took
your breath away and stung for hours (Side-note: His
hack was the only one I ever got.  Hmm... must've
lernerd something...)

* The ever-present "Unboat Races" put on by local
radio stations billed as a "build-your own floating
device" contest for the weirdest boat and the
quickest time from Horn Rapids to the Columbia
river via the Yakima river. Many stories to tell there
but... All for now.

-Stu Osborn (71)
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>>From: Sean Lewis (77)

I asked this once a few weeks or more ago, but
didn't hear much about it, so I'll try again: does
anyone who graduated, oh, from 1975 or so on
remember attending the "Richland Day Care Center"
in South Richland (on Comstock -- I still remember
the address: 814 Comstock)? My mom designed and
built it in about 1964 or 65, and we lived in the
"house" on top of it. It's still there, as many of you
may know. In its time it was quite state-of-the-art,
with kid-sized everything in it, full-service kitchen
with real meals (!), a day-sick room, etc. I guess if
no one remembers going, it's a good sign because
that might mean that they were home with one of
their parents instead of in day care! Anyway, I
thought I'd ask again. I remember it being a pretty
busy place. One time I remember we all had to go
across the street to the park because there was a
bomb scare -- any chance any one of you alumni
know anything about THAT????

Thanks,

-Sean Lewis, RHS Class of '77
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>>From: Gene Trosper (84)

TO Dave McAdie (79) who wrote: "Even so, I
am about tired of the wind - this last year has
been unreal.  I now live in South Kennewick,
and the wind never stops!!!!!"

The dust storms are perhaps the one reason I
will probably not move back to the Tri-Cities.

As a child, I was plagued with allergies and
asthma. The winds made life absolutely horrible
for me. My teenage years were much better
because my body reacted better and I only
got mild asthma from them. I even remember the
piles of sand that would get in the windowsills
of my house.

Since living in Southern California for nearly
10 years this August, I have come to really
appreciate the ferocity and unrepentant nature
of those dust storms. We have "Santa Ana" winds
here, but they are NOTHING compared to the
winds of the Tri-Cities. I just have to deal with
the wildfires and earthquakes!

I remember when I first moved to California, the
air was so still, it was eerie! I was so used to
CONSTANT wind. I don't know how I would
react to being back in the Tri-Cities and having
to deal with one of those seemingly week long winds.

-Gene Trosper (84)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/12/99
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13 Bombers sent stuff in:
Ann Pearson (50), Wayne Wallace (50),
Nancy Fellman (62), Kathy Hartnett (69),
Phil Jones (69), Steve Piippo (70),
Linda Smith (72), Mike Davis (74),
Stephen Schraedel (79), Tim Lippert (79),
Donna Fisher (80), Jenny Loper (87),
Jenny Smart (87)
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>>From: Ann Pearson Burrows (50)

To: Ralph Myrick ('51): Is the Riccobuono bowler
friend named Phil by any chance?
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>>From: Wayne Wallace (50)

To:  Delores Rafferty (49)

Yes, I remember you and your brother and
sister.  I lived in the east end of a "B" house
at 407 Comstock.  Erlene Sipe's family lived
in the west end and your "F" house was behind
them.

After high school I spent 4 yrs. in the Navy.
Most of the time on board ships.  Returned to the
Tri-Cities and have lived in Kennewick since 1955.

My wife Elva McGhan (50)  and I both retired
from Westinghouse in 1989.  We are happily
enjoying retirement.

Good to hear from you.

-Wayne Wallace (50)
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>>From: Nancy Fellman (62

Sean Lewis (77):
You remember your mom owning the daycare on
Comstock.  My brother owned the daycare for
many years - sold it a few years ago.  I certainly
did my time there helping my brother run it after
he got it in the "divorce".  Guess who the director
was?  Carol McGee (Mike (John) McGee's wife
Class of 62.  Small world, huh?  When we sold it
it was called Rainbows and Sunshine Preschool
and Daycare. I was entranced by the little teeny
tiny toilets and all the murals on the walls.  The
apartment upstairs was converted to take care of
babies and toddlers.  It's still operating.... when
I was a little girl I lived on Comstock until halfway
through Kindergarten when we moved to a ranch
house on Chestnut and then all us Fellman kids went
to Marcus Whitman.  My father built some of the
child sized furniture for the daycare when my
brother owned it and when we sold it I kept one of
the little picnic tables to use for my grandchildren....
now 5 of them, and one more on the way next month.
Bet there are lots of Bomber children out there who
went to that daycare.  My brother is John Fellman '68.
His boys, Trevor and Tyson Fellman all did their time
at the daycare.  Trevor is a Bomber, class of 97 or 96.

-Nancy Fellman (62)
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>>From: Kathy Hartnett Mitchell (69)

Okay, so I'm helping my grandson go through
the 60 for $1.00 (inflation, J.H.) packs of
valentines for his class, and yes they do send
them to the other boys. As he struggled with
whether to give the one with the "heart balancing
seal" or the "cupid mounted flying pony" to his
best girl "friend". Memories came flooding in of
possibly one of the most embarrassing moments
of my young childhood. Having gone to Christ the
King for all of my formative years, with most of
the same people from 1st through 8th, you pretty
much knew where you fit in in the social caste
system. In about the 3rd... maybe 4th grade, I
made the unforgivable mistake of crossing that
line. The classes were huge , 48 kids vs. 1 nun....
we didn't have a chance! It was an unspoken rule
that everyone sent everyone a valentine so no one
was left out, some of us did it in hopes of raising
our social standing. Anyway, there I sat with my
box of 50 cards, how was I to know that by the
time I made it to the last classmate, the last 3
cards were "I love You" cards. I won't reveal
his name... he knows who he is (maybe), but the
embarrassment I still remember when everyone
opened their cards he leaned back in his chair
with such a look of confused disdain, looked at
me like I was a idiot, I melted faster than the
dixie cups of red Jell-O we all waited for. Kids
are so cruel, marked for life, I still don't send
Valentines. Just kidding, luckily my grandson ,even
at 7 is in the top part of the social ladder (it
unfortunately does still matter!!!)  But having
shared this story with him, hopefully he'll handle
it differently... probably not.

Hugs & Kisses to the class of 69'....even you, Jer.

-Kathy Hartnett (69)
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>>From: Phil Jones (69)

Mike Franco's (70) recollections of Kennedy's
visit and handshake are great.  I remember not
attending the speech but enjoying the pictures
in the paper.  I do remember being in the office
at Carmichael one Friday morning and hearing
the news over that big radio there, that Kennedy
had been shot.  I vividly remember the mood in
the office.  I returned to my classroom and the
news soon came over the intercom a few minutes
later.  That entire week-end was amazing,
culmination in Oswald being shot on TV and
the funeral procession with John-John's salute.
I can't remember what I had for breakfast last
Monday but I remember those details like they
were yesterday.

-Phil Jones class of 69
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>>From: Steve Piippo (70)

Franco (70) - Steve Neill (72) tells lots of 'true
stories' about you. We are looking for a new
principal here at RHS- Neill would be excellent!
Check out the 'wall of fame' next time your in town.

-Steve Piippo (70)
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>>From: Linda Smith Davis (72)

to terry Liechty (64): i believe that tucked away
in a box somewhere are my dog tags from grade
school.  my brothers were both in the navy and i
too thought that the tags were cool.  i wore mine
off and on for a year or two.  mine had to have
been issued at a later date-in the early 60's as i
didn't graduate til 12 years after you.  i also
remember the year we were dismissed early from
school.  we had to hurry home or if your parents
both worked, to a designated home with an adult
present.  when arriving at the home the adult had
to sign you in and note on a paper exactly what
time it was when you arrived.  for those that lived
too far away or took too long to arrive,  they were
designated to homes closer to the school.  you were
to be able to reach the designated place with in
10-15 minutes.  in case of nuclear attack they
wanted us with family if possible- i guess to die
together!  remember the nuclear drills with the
sirens the first monday of each month? remember
ducking under the desks with heads down and one
arm over you head til the clear siren went off?
yeah- that one didn't take us past 3 grade before
we knew that one wasn't going to help much in a
nuclear attack, but they still had us doing it til
junior high.

-Linda Smith Davis (72)
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>>From: Mike Daivs (74

Regarding Mike Franco's (70) comment about
getting the first handshake from President
Kennedy when he came here: I, too, was out
there that day and after he shook Franco's
hand he looked at me and said, "Hi Mike! How's
the family?"

-Mike Davis, Class of 74
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

I did not attend elementary grades in the Tri-Cities,
yet we have fun memories of grade school in Florida.
For instance, was there such a thing as snowcone
days?  It was held as a fund raiser for I don't know
what - possibly for new PE equipment -  hut here's
how it worked... It was held weekly, provided there
was sunshine, of course.  The school admin would
call parents asking for volunteer help.  If your mom
got to be in charge that week, all your friends
would enviously say "wow, you're so lucky,"
because you got to help and were privileged to
have a few free snow cones.  Some would buy a
snow cone for 5 cents, eat it on the way home,
then run back with more money. Some would buy
two, one for each hand and they were delicious
and cool in the hot Florida sunshine.  Cherry and
Rainbow flavors were among the most popular.

-Stephen Schraedel (70)
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>>From: Tim Lippert (79)

To Dave McAdie (79):  The wind may blow
down there but it beats the heck out of the
traffic and rain up here in Seattle.  Actually
I used to love the wind at home.  You could fly
kites almost all of the time.  Another plus, go
get a skateboard and a real big jacket, preferably
your dad's (assuming you are 10) and put it on.
Grab hold of the bottom edge and put your arms
over your head, when a gust hits it you are really
moving.  Makes me wonder if someone from
Richland invented windsurfing?

I've seen mention of rocket launches in the past.
Does anyone remember Mr. Wooley's rocket club
at Marcus Whitman?   I remember someone made
a scale model of  the Saturn V and it was huge.  I
seem to remember that you had to be licensed to
launch the rockets?  Or was that an early attempt
to keep us youngsters from going out a blowing
ourselves up?  That's it for now.

-Tim Lippert (79)
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>>From: Donna Fisher (80)

What I have been hearing about my dad
(Don Fisher - 50) and his wild days at school,
I think he should be taken off the Wall of
Fame and put in the 'WALL OF SHAME".  Also,
found out tonite my sister, Sherri Fisher (74).
is calling his Mom to get the scoop on being
expelled from school, can't wait for that.

-Donna Fisher (80)
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>>From: Jenny Loper Buchanan (87)

I'm so glad that Jim Hamilton (63) brought up
the game of seven-up!  I've asked other people
who attended grade school here, and so far no
one else knew what I was talking about.  I don't
know why exactly I remember it so fondly, but
just thinking about it makes me smile!  Thanks, Jim!

-Jenny (Loper) Buchanan, class of '87
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>>From: Jenny Smart Page (63)

To Dave McAdie (79):
I sure can imagine these winds with sand... we
currently live in West Richland (yeah, I know
"Falcon" territory... but I'm hoping for a
re-zoning because of  the new elementary
before my kids are that old), near the edge
of "civilization" and my house is constantly
being pelted with sand.  Undoubtedly it was
100x worse 50 years ago, but this really stinks!
If Richland wasn't flowing through my blood,
I'd be thinking about moving!

-Jenny Smart Page (87)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/13/99
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Today's Trivia Question: How many participants
(randomly selected from birth records)
were in the Hanford Thyroid Disease Study?
Answer: Tomorrow
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9 Bombers sent stuff in:
Elva McGhan (50), Ralph Myrick (51),
Ramona Miller (54), John Gile (66),
Kathy Rathjen (66), Lucinda Barr (69),
Mike Franco (70), Frank Trent (72),
DeYonne Ware (73), Dustin Rector (88),
Kareana Hupp (89)
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>>From: Elva McGhan Wallace (50)

To:  Don Fisher (50)

I remember the '39 Plymouth Wayne had in high
school.  He gave me a ride after school to my
dad's office and he had a little Kilroy doll on
the dash.

I, too, went to Lewis and Clark.  I started in
first grade the first year it was built.  That was
Sept. 1938.  Elvera Hackney was my best friend.
After the government bought all the land in and
around Richland most all the families moved away.
She and I were the only ones out of that class to
go all 12 years together.  She lived at the north end
of the district at Horn Rapids Dam and I lived at
the south end of the district near the Yakima River.
Our homes weren't in the way of the construction
of the new houses that were being built to house the
Hanford workers. Those of us who lived here before
1943 have seen a lifetime of changes.

-Elva McGhan Wallace (50)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)

To Ann Pearson Burrows (50):
Yes, Phil is Riccobono's first name.  I never knew
that until I looked it up in the phone book.  I
always called him Rick.  Boy, he is a great guy.

-Ralph Myrick (51)
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>>From: Ramona Miller Garcia (54)

To any 52/53'rs that remember Jerry Dudley:

I ran into Jerry tonight at Lee's Tahitian (yes,
the T-Room is still there) and we were speaking
of the art show that Bill Allen and Bill Wiley and
another friend of theirs were displaying out at
WSU Tri-Cities this week.

Then we started talking about the Bomber Network.
He doesn't have a computer and doesn't know what
fun this can be.  Anyway, if any of you remember
Jerry's antics, please send them in -- I will see that
he gets a printout.  He claims he was an angel and
never into mischief -- I seem to remember him a little
differently.  How do some of you remember him?
Let me hear.  Thanks.

-Ramona Miller Garcia  '54
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>>From: John Gile (66)

As others have related, I also remember JFK's
visit to the N reactor site. I was in David Harry's
band and we got to play for his arrival, etc.
Wearing that full uniform on an exceptionally
hot day was not exactly the most pleasant
experience we had. I do remember that JFK
flew directly by helicopter from the old Larsen
Air Force base near Moses Lake to and from
the dedication site. He never went to any of
the Tri-Cities. I also remember... maybe someone
made it up, but it still sounds neat.. that JFK
invited us to play for him at the White House,
but he died before we were able to finalize
plans. I think the band really felt that loss more
than most students.

I also remember the 'apple man', who came to
his previous buyers every fall with his truck
full of baskets of apples. For a dollar and a box,
you could get a full box of Jonathans or Red
Delicious apples. Even though we had a giant
apple tree in our back yard, we always bought
a box from him. Did anyone else live on his 'route'?

I had one distinctly negative memory with my
first (and last) paper route. I delivered the
Villager (I believe) that tried to compete against
the Herald. My route included all of those
'apartments' on GW way behind the Arctic Circle
drive in and those two story barracks further
South between Gribble and GW way where single
guys lived. I delivered a paper to every door on
one side and then to every door on the other side.
Not knowing that it was frontdoor-backdoor, I
obviously ran out of papers about half way through
my first day on the job. I was puzzled, but went
home. How I stayed on that job for two weeks
amazed my parents for that reason and because
I delivered over 300 papers daily.

More later... enjoy all of this news from the past.
Thank you to EVERY contributor and to Gary and Maren!

-John Gile (66)
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[See the floor plan for frontdoor/backdoor Guyer Apts at:
http://hanford.houses.tripod.com/misc/guyer.html]
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>>From: Kathy Rathjen Loper (66)

To Jenny Loper Buchanan (87):

You could have asked your mother about playing
7-up!  That was a favorite classroom game when
the weather was too bad to go outside for recess,
even back in the old days.  We also got to bring
records to play during bad weather.  That's
where I first heard "Love Me Tender."

Others have talked about the Valentine's Day
parties and exchange of cards.  Remember making
Valentine envelopes or decorating shoe boxes as
mail boxes?  Lace heart doilies still create a nostalgic
feeling!

Has anyone mentioned the citywide mock evacuation
in 1956?  Mom and Dad packed us 4 girls into the
1952 Dodge to follow a steady stream of traffic
into the horse heaven hills - but not until after we
had photographs taken for a front page story in the
TCH.  For one picture, my dad was asked to sit by
the radio as if he were receiving the emergency
broadcast for evacuation.  Mom cracked up when
he asked the photographer if he should turn the
radio on.  Participants' cars were checked for
provisions at an inspection point.  Our neighbor
on Benham Street, Mr. Wallahan, only took a roll
of toilet paper, and proudly waved it at the
"inspector", saying he had everything he needed.

-Kathy Rathjen Loper (66)
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>>From: Lucinda Barr Green (69)

so the name of the game 7-Up sounds familiar but
the I don't remember it at all.  Would someone
refresh my memory.

-Lucinda Barr Green (69)
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>>From: Mike Franco (70)

Neill telling true stories about me????? Well,
since he is now a world class educator (after
being a world class student!) I would expect
ALL of stubbies stories to be true.... I would
just expect him to have someone besides me to
tell them about.... Great to hear from Phil Jones....
and Steve Piippo, any good Bomber news? I saw
they knocked off Davis.

Anyone interested in tipping a few together this
June, I suggest we all crash the class of 65
weekend. A 65'er foolishly told me I would be
welcome so I thought I would suggest that
weekend of June 18 with all the old cars and
tunes would be a good time for us out-of-towners
to flock home. Piips.....maybe we should just invite
everyone over to Subbies house!

-Mike Franco (70)
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>>From: Frank Trent (72)

Mike Davis (74) ... You haven't change have you?
You're so full of it... B.S.  Hip deep. I remember
working with you at Exxon Nuclear making enriched
uranium. (The year(s) evade me now.)  What a fiasco!
Overflowing tanks, plugged hoppers, going on mask
about once a week.  It's a wonder I was ever able
to have children.  Thinking about it now.... I wonder
if that would explain my oldest?

For the general public's information, I'm alive and
well in Seattle.  But, for those who might actually
care, I'm in Kirkland.  (That would be the cleaner
side of Lake Washington.)  My youngest son and I
love it here.  Not so much the rain, but everything else.
After one short year we've managed to meet some
interesting and intelligent people.  We always seem
to get together around 5 PM in the parking lot on I-5.
(I had no idea so many people know sign language.)
I'm glad to see so many Alumni writing in and
reminiscing about their years in Richland.  The
memories flood in daily now as I read the Sandstorm,
and get taken back to the carefree days of high school.
So, to all of you who floated through the halls of ol'
Col. High, I wish you well.  Thanks for the memories.

-Frank Trent (72)
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>>From: DeYonne Ware Southwick (73)

Well, I have truly been enjoying reading all your
memories.  I moved here in "69 from CA and first
remember the carnival right where Kentucky Fried
is now; just north of uptown.  Another thing I truly
miss is JJ Newberry where you could sit at the
counter in the back and have a soda.  I also spent
one particular summer with John Hughes, Clark
Bennett and co. at the docks.  Clark and John would
get their folks' boats and mainly we would just hang
out on the docks, with the guys pushing us girls in
the water!  I learned alot that summer; mostly about
boys!  If I remember, that was summer of "70.  I
have seen Clark and John both since then.  Clark
still plays softball in Richland. John is in Seattle
I believe.  It was a long time ago.

-DeYonne Ware Southwick (73)
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>>From: Dustin Rector (88)

RE: Rainbow Daycare

To Nancy Fellman (62):

I was friends with Shay Fellman, who I guess
was the 10 year older half-brother of Trevor
and Tyson (?). Anyway, I think Shay graduated
from RHS in 87. I remember we'd swing by the
day care from time to time on our way to whatever.

After he graduated, he went off in the military
and I kinda lost track of him over the years.

-Dustin Rector (88)
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>>From: Kareana Hupp McCulloch (89)

Hey Mr. Piippo, It is nice to see a name from the
past.  It's Kareana Hupp or now you can call me
Kareana McColloch.  How is there at Richland
High?  It has been forever since I have seen the
halls that once brought me so much..... trouble.  I
am married and have been for 9 years now.  I have
two beautiful girls that are 5 and 6.  It looks like
they are going to be just like there mother so I am
already preparing for trouble.  Ha ha ha.  This year
is my ten year reunion so I might make it there to
check out the schools.  I hope all is well for you
and I have to say "you were and are one of my most
rememberable teachers.  I thank you for all I
learned in Material Science." Thanks for being a
creative teacher.  Keep it up.

-Kareana Hupp McColloch, 89
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/14/99 ~ VALENTINE'S DAY
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Yesterday's Answer: 3,448 people participated
in the Hanford Thyroid Disease Study (HTDS).
3,193 of those received an Individual radiation
dose estimate. So why have only THREE people
sent their mGy number??
I found mine in the January 27, 1999, letter from
HTDS. The Summary Final Report was also in the
8x10 envelope with the letter.                -Maren
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7 Bombers sent stuff in:
Mike Brady (61), Kathy Lamb (62),
Pam Ehinger (67), Patty Stordahl (72),
Mary Foley (77), Stephen Schraedel (79),
Kelly Weil (81)
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>>From: Mike Brady (61)

In 1949 or 50 when I was in the first or second
grade at Sacajawea Elementary School, there was
a boy in my class who had steel braces on his leg.
I thought that he had polio.  I think his name was
Jackie.  One weekend he fell into the Columbia
River and died.  The following Monday, Mrs. Brothers,
our teacher told us that he died.  I remember that I
kept looking back at his empty desk.  He was a real
nice kid.  I often think about him.  In those days,
they didn't bring in a psychologist or social worker
to help us work through our grief.   Does anyone
remember him?  I would like to know more about
him and details about his death.

Thanks,

-Mike Brady (61)
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>>From: Kathy Lamb Brown (62)

To Lynn Dunton:  You mentioned "South Pacific"
at Carmichael. Doug Hawkins (62) and the "guys"
sang "There Ain't Nothin' Like a Dame" with coconuts
strapped to their chests.  Do I remember that right?
Julie Haag (62) sang "I'm Gonna Wash That Man
Right Outta My Hair".  With every performance, and
practice, she was to wash her hair.  By performance
time she had washed her hair so many times, she
couldn't get suds.  We whipped up egg whites to
create the appearance of suds.

Hi to Bill. You used to play "Name that Tune" in
class, acquainting us with the best of the oldies -
from 20's, 30's, and 40,s. Then, as I recall,
between my 8th and 9th grade you went from
Carmichael Jr. High to Carmichael, Ca. to raise
a family. We missed you soooo.  Do I remember
you at Camp Cross, too?

First Skip Day - Lewis and Clark - 2nd grade -
Mrs. Horton's class - @ spring '52:   There were
three of us from the class of '62 whose mothers
were teachers at L&C.

My Mom taught 4th grade (Thank you for all
your lovely memories of her - easy to love).

Linda Lester's (her sister, Rebecca, is getting
married Valentine's Day -  C U there?) Mom
taught 3rd and later 6th.

Kippy Brinkman's Mom taught 5th.

Mrs. Horton started each day with her second
graders singing: "Good Morning to You; Good
morning to you; We're all in our places, With
sunshiny faces.  Oh, This is the way, To start
a new day." When I became a Mom, I thought
this was a great way to wake my kids for school.
They hated it and razz me still, but I would not
be surprised to hear my grandchildren complaining
about "that song" some day in the future.

Back to '52 - One spring day, Mrs. Horton asked
Kippy and I to go over to Thrifty Drug (by Richland
theater and C.C.Anderson's) to purchase something
she needed for our afternoon class.  We went at
lunchtime, feeling so very important and FREE.  We
dilly-dallied our way back and decided we should
stop by Kippy's house for something to eat. We
found many distractions there. Walking back into
our class around 2:00, we knew we were late and
in TROUBLE. Our punishment included going into
our Mother's classrooms to report ourselves "in".
Do you remember this, Kippy??  As I walked through
that class of big smart, fourth graders, I was
MORTIFIED. They all knew I had been bad. I don't
remember what Mom said, but I never skipped school
again, including our famous Senior Skip Day ten
years later, referred to by John Atkins (62) back on
1/29.  I promised my parents I would not go. So, yes,
those of us who didn't go got the last week of school
off.  But that was no fun. All my buds were in school.

One more:  Does anyone remember (name?) Doug
Longmore doing pantomime of Andy Griffin's
monologue about baseball?  I just remember his
freckles and that he really did a good job. It was
great fun watch.

Enough for one day.

-Kathy Lamb Brown (62)
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>>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)

RE: '65 Yearly Gathering
annual car show and Rock n Roll show
(Cool Summer Nights) June 18-20

Hey Mike Franco (70)!!  Crashing the class of '65
sounds great!!  I've been trying to get the class
of '67 crash it too!!  So why not all of of the
classes???  Sounds great to me!  Anyway the
class of '67 is celebrating their 50th birthday's
so what a way to have a party!!  So How about
it class of '67, anyone up to it?

-Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)
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>>From: Patty Stordahl (72)

Anyone remember John Paul Harris - class of 69?
He has not yet joined the computer age but sends
his hellos and best wishes to all. After 30 years
of marriage and 4 beautiful daughters he is now
living in the single lane. BUmmer but reality checks
go on for ever huh. Anyone wishing to get in touch
with him or Larry Worley can e mail me and I will
get the messages to them.  Snail mail or phone calls
till they catch up. He lives in Olympia area.

To every one out there have a very Happy Valentines
day.  No sweety? Be sweet to yourself.  Take care.

I will write more of John Paul's memories as he
fills me in.

-Patty Stordahl (72)
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>>From: Mary Foley Bazzano (77)

The apple man!!  That really sparked memories
for me.  If my Mom didn't buy apples from him
every year, I don't think i would have ever eaten
breakfast.  Nothing like grabbing one of those
crisp delicious apples and walking to school.

Listening to records during recess..... Being a
Christ the King grad, I can't help but remember
one time in, oh maybe 6th grade during such a
recess where we were listening to records that
we had brought in from home.  Someone, (I think
maybe Lori Manolopoulos (77), brought in one song
that went something like "Into my room he creeps...
how he makes me shiver..."  Imagine the nun's
reaction to that.  It wasn't pretty!!

Keep those memories coming!!!

-Mary Foley (77)
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

Is the Spudnut Shop still in operation? What a
place!  Although it's not very healthy to do, every
once in a while it was nice to put out that morning
hunger fire with a couple of fresh, warm Spudnuts.
Yum!  Is anyone's mouth watering yet? We'll
definitely stop there on our next visit through town
...ah, that is, after I talk my wife into it.  Hope to
see a familiar face there.

-Stephen Schraedel (79)
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>>From: Kelly Weil Austin (81)

Hi to everybody at the Sandstorm!  I'd like to
locate any of my classmates (from '80-'83) who
may live in and around the Portland/Vancouver
area.  My husband and I just relocated to this
area.  It is the first time, since we got married,
that we have lived in Washington!  I'm glad to
be "home". When you have done the "west-coast
shuffle" like we have for the last 14 years, its
nice to finally go home.

If any of you guys see this message on the "storm",
send me a line.  I'd love to hear from you!

-Kelly Weil-Austin (81)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/15/99 - PRESIDENTS' DAY
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6 Bombers and one teacher sent stuff in:
Shirley Watts (49), David Rivers (65),
Cheryl Moran (66), Rick Maddy (67),
Richard McAllister (69), Julie Ham (77),
Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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>>From: Shirley Watts James (49)

Hi Betsy Fox Vance (63):  Yes, I most certainly
remember David's Shoe Store.  I worked there
for a considerable length of time in off hours
and I put my feet in that machine more times
than I want to remember. Women used to come
in and try on shoes while waiting for the bus and
some could have used some underclothing and
some clean stockings.  I also worked at Block's
Shoe Store and when women came in who were
somewhat casual about their undergarments, my
boss used to say, "I'll take this customer.  You
are too young for such things."  I often wondered
if he had something else on his mind.

-Shirley Watts James - Class of 49
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>>From: David Rivers (65)

For any who are interested...
Terry Davis' new show: Rescue 77, with Terry
and Richard Roundtree as the old salts trying
to keep up with some generation X Fire "people",
will premiere on March 15th at 8:00 pm on the
WB network.  The premiere will be followed by
the first episode on the next day (the 16th) at
the same time.  I watched a couple of episodes
while they were being filmed and think you will
enjoy Terry's role.  He worked very hard on it
and the entire cast and the behind the scenes
folks think Terry is the greatest.  If the show
gets past the first 6 episodes, the seventh will
feature Terry as Captain for the day.  We were
hoping they would film it earlier... but just have
to wait now.  Terry's character is called "Bridges".
Naturally you will want to check your local
programing... but that's the scoop as it now stands...

-David Rivers (65)
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>>From: Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)

I also was reminded of the "Apple Man".  He
would drive his old truck down the street slowly
and honk the horn.  He sometimes sold wooden,
slatted lawn furniture from the truck.  We never
bought any, but the stuff was handmade and it
looked pretty nice!

It seems my memories of Valentine's Day are similar
to lots of other's who made shoe box holders, went
to the drugstore and got the packages of valentines
(envelopes included) and signed each one.  The
teachers usually sent home a class list so no one
would be left out.  I don't think I took the time to
figure out which one to send to which person.  My
Mom made giant heart shaped sugar cookies with
pink frosting and set them on doilies for Janie (64)
and I to enjoy when we got home from school.

Back then, if a classmate died we had no counseling,
etc.  I remember one girl in our Campfire Girl's
troop who died and the troop went to the funeral
in our uniforms.  It was very strange and scary to
realize that someone your own age could die.

I'm  enjoying my daily read of the Sandstorm.
Thanks again!

-Cheryl Moran Fleming (66)
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>>From: Rick Maddy (67)

To Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)
RE: '65 Yearly Gathering; annual car show
and Rock n Roll show (Cool Summer Nights) June 18-20

I'll call Rick Warford (65) and see if I can hitch a
ride, Pam. Maybe he will let me ride in the back of
his pick-up. If so, I will be there.

-Rick Maddy (67)
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>>From: Richard McAllister (69)

In 1966, I remember when the Bomber Basketball
Team went to State. Some friends and I in ninth
grade all went to Seattle to watch the game. One
key player that stands out is Panther..Steve I think.
At the very end of last quarter the time ran out and
we were one point ahead. Everyone was screaming
because we thought we had just won the state title.
Although.. just one second before the time ran out,
a member from the other team made an impossible
half court, last ditch throw and swished it. I swear,
everyone was literally crying their eyes out because
of shock. I might have got the year wrong, but does
anyone else remember this?

The day before this game, some of us were down on
the waterfront in Seattle and staged a fake shooting
near one of seedy bars, real late at night. One of our
guys had a starter pistol and chased another guy into
the street. Our guy fell down in the middle of the
street and made it look really real, as it was even
raining. We were hiding and had told him we'd really
yell if a car came. Back then there was large numbers
of bums along the waterfront and they really
disappeared into the alleys when we staged this. Can
you imagine what would happen today if you did this?

-Richard McAllister (69)
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>>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77)

I remember:
* Going horseback riding with horses rented
   from the "Red Barn" for $1.50 per hour. At
   the end of the hour, the horses returned to the
   Barn - whether you wanted them to or not.
* Renting Tandem bicycles from the Conoco
   station on the corner of Wright and Van Giesen.
* Dog 'N Suds
* Playing Kick the Can with the whole neighborhood
* Howard Amon Park being Riverside Park
* Playing on the sand dunes behind Jason Lee School
   (directly behind the school).  Turning over rocks
   and seeing scorpions
* Going to the show for 10 cents.  Captain Sterling
   being there telling jokes and handing out prizes.
* Moving into our new "H" house that my parents
   bought for something like $13,000
* First realizing that not every city had "Letter Houses"
* Getting smeared (covered with lipstick) on the
    last day of school. Fortunately, I survived -
    unmarked - every year
* Absolutely living at the "big pool".  Having to wear
    swimming caps.
* Howard Amon Park, Payless parking lot, Zips and
   the bowling alley being the hangouts
* Keggers!
* The heat of the summers almost always being above 100

Those were fun times...

-Julie Ham Froehlich (77)
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>>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher)

Thank you so much for the opportunity to
reconnect with so many people.

To Kathy Lamb Brown (62):
Yes, Doug Hawkins (62) sang "Nothing like a Dame"
but I thought the guys were dressed as sailors.
Honey Bun was a better tune for the coconut
dance, I think. (Perhaps Randy Free (61) or Doug
could refresh our memories). Both numbers were
so popular, we used them a few times in shows in
La Habra, California. (We live in Fullerton, CA). I
wish I had thought of shaving cream over a tank
bathing cap for Julie Haag (62) when she sang
"I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair".
What motivated finding a better "shampoo" was a
chorus line of high school girls dancing to it.  Many
used hair color and the caps protected their hair.

Mrs. Brinkman was here in 1989 for Bill's retirement
party.  Bill was surprised when he heard a harp
"gliss" and turned to see the ever young and beautiful
Kippy. After she played, she was the emcee for the
Richland part of "This Is Your Life, Bill Dunton."
We had not seen Mrs. Brinkman since 1958.

Bill was also pleased to hear from you, Kathy.

When I read  some of the alumni escapes, I am
amused but grateful that most of your parents did
not know about them until you were grown and
had survived it all.  I remember kids playing in
the DDT fog that didn't seem to bother anything
but some of the mosquitos. Richlanders are a hearty
bunch. "The beat goes on" though, so you can look
forward to hearing your kids' stories of things you
haven't a clue about, now. It's usually called
grandparents' revenge.

Do you remember the tri-cities having the first
satellite TV in the nation one channel... 19, I believe.
Jack Quinn sold local ads for the station and for
the first year, I did  artwork for the ads. They
were  black and white on gray posters with voice
overs... a far cry from our computer graphics and
digital magic.  There must be some former "Buckeroos"
who remember the kid show broadcast live from Pasco.
Many of you were probably guests on the show.

-Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/16/99 - MARDI GRAS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
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15 Bombers, one Bomber Mom. and one obituary today:
Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50), Sandra Atwater (51),
Jim Boyd (55), Paula Beardsley (62),
Hector Alvarez (64), Patti Snider (65),
Peg Wellman (66), Penny McAllister (67),
Jeff Larsen (67), Barb Gile (67),
Mina Jo Gerry (68), Michael Figg (70),
Rich Crigler (70), Debbie Allen (73),
Anne Mitzlaff (77), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Jo Cawdrey Leveque (49 AND 50)

To respond to your nagging, Dick Roberts (49): "Why
was I made an Honorary Member of the Class of 49?"

Well, for the 20th reunion, Norma King asked me to
help the planning committee with reunion plans.  As it
turned out, Norma, Ray, Rem, Barb and Jim Doyle,
Phil Raekes and I were the committee - and Norma
and I did most of the work - AND IT WAS THE
BEST 20TH REUNION FOR THE CLASS OF 49 EVER!!
So, His Honor Phil as Emcee of the event, appointed
me to my esteemed position with your class with full
approval of attendees.  And I have been in your
Reunion Pictures ever since (at least the times I was
there).  (Besides, most of my friends were in the
Class of 49 - and the Class of 50 never had reunion
parties, anyway!)

However, I will be there this year - for both classes!

-Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50)
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>>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51)

I wrote asking about anyone who might remember
playing on a ladies softball team that Garmo
sponsored and not response. It was fun, but we
didn't do very good for the name of Garmo! I
don't know whether we won any or not.

Also, did anyone have Miss Tate in '48 for a
Home Dc teacher?

The flood has many memories for everyone that
was there. Ann Pearson Burrows (50) lived on
Haines and their basement was flooded and we
thought that was great and we were going to go
swimming in the basement (something different).
Mr. Pearson caught us before we went in the water
and told us we could be electrocuted! Needless to
say, he did scare us.

Jim (55) and I are really enjoying the Sandstorm
every day ------ read it with morning coffee.

Take care everyone!

-Sandra Atwater Boyd '51
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>>From: Jim Boyd (55)

I was amused that several had eaten their first
frog legs at the Green Hut. I worked at the
Green Hut from 8-51 until 8-55 and we only
had the frog legs on the menu for about six months.

What is the "Pit"? Did anyone go for a midnight
swim at the Richland pool in '53 to '55? We used
have a lot of fun until too many of us swimming and
making noise and as I recall  the police put a stop
to it. It was great while it lasted. Don't remember
if we were skinny dipping or what!

-Jim Boyd '55
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>>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)

To Stephen Schraedel (79)  Yes the Spudnut shop
is still going strong. Barlow's daughter, Val, is
running it now and the Spudnuts are still the best.
It opens early - about 5:00 I think - and closes
late afternoon.  It is still the gathering place for
the Uptown workers and everyone else goes by
and grabs a couple dozen to take to work -  At
least at Arlene's Flowers we do about once a
month.  What a treat.

Being an alumn of Spalding and Chief Joe, I am
shocked at the WILD behavior I see being
reported on the Sandstorm about you folks in
the south end - particularly Lewis and Clark and
Carmichael.  We were much better behaved as I
recall.  Although there may have been a couple of
"bad apples"  we were overall much nicer and got
into less trouble.  That is probably the reason we
don't see many contributions from the north end of
town.  Where are all of you Spalding and Chief Joe
people?

-Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)
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[I'm Spalding - CARMICHAEL... Not EVERYBODY from Spalding went to
Chief Jo, Paula!! We Spalding/Carmichael people are VERY nice and 
well behaved ALL the time. -Maren]
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>>From: Hector Alvarez (64)

Hello Bombers!

I just finished reading the alumni's mail and I
can't believe that John Gile wrote a message.
John was my foster brother while I lived in
Richland. Years ago I heard that the whole Gile
family relocated to Phoenix. John: write me and
let me know your address. I live in Miami like
the rest of all Cubans Write at : 
For the rest of you Bombers, keep writing -  I
just love reading about all your memories. Love you...

-Hector Alvarez (64)
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>>From: Patti Snider Miller (65)

To: David Rivers (65)
RE: Terry (Davis) Knox (65)

Thanks for the info on his new show "Rescue 77".
Have been wondering if he was going to make a
new movie or show. You got to watch a couple
episodes while it was being filmed, that's great.
Where did they film it? Where do you live and
what do you do, or were you on vacation then
while  watching the filming?

Anyway, thanks for the information.

-Patti Snider Miller (65)
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>>From: Peg Wellman Johnson (66)

Presidents' Day, 1999. Forty or more years ago
half of us were Uptown for the BIG Hatchet Day
sale, and the other half were babysitting for the
other folks who were there.  Except then it wasn't
"Presidents' Day," it was Washington's Birthday,
and it was always on the 22nd. Store sales were
not the every-weekend-events they are now, and I
recall looking forward to Hatchet Days, where all
the Uptown merchants would participate in a kind
of sidewalk sale (weather permitting).  They would
scatter unbelievable bargains among the other sale
merchandise: $1.50 for a coat, 50 cents for peddle
pushers.  If you were lucky enough to find those
surprise bargains, you could have one for only a
few hours of babysitting earnings.

David's Shoe Store: I always seemed to leave in tears.
The Maker had deigned to give me the longest, skinniest
feet ever assessed to a young child; totally unfair since
they never fit into the lines of a hopscotch frame, and
were usually the reason for my being knocked out early
during those four-square games during recess at Marcus
Whitman. We had to shop at David's because it was the
only place that carried my size, but I still always ended
up with clodhoppers, when all I wanted were shoes like
everyone else in 3rd grade was wearing.

Buckaroos on TV:  Faint memories of little buckaroos being
on KEPR (19) before Uncle Jimmy (Buckaroos from the
Kennewick studio, Uncle Jimmy from Yakima). Seem to
recall this was Bert Wells' show. He lived on Iry, near
Carmichael, and penned the famous "Rabbit Ears" in the
early 50s, when TV hit the scene.   Seems like it got some
national play for awhile:
  "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 is atmosphere,
    like snow, sleet, hail and foggy sky."
[Makes ya' kinda wonder what my brain's been up to
the last 50 years to still be carrying that stuff around.]

-Peg Wellman Johnson  (66)
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>>From: Penny McAllister D'Abato (67)

I just returned to Southern Calif.  Spent a
wonderful week in Richland. Arrived last Saturday
(6th). My plane was bouncing all over and I knew
the Tri-Cities was having one of their dust storms
then it rained just enough to make a mess of my
aunt's van. The weather, to me, was nice, I was
looking forward to some cool weather. Had a
wonderful time with my brothers and my parents
and sister and other relatives. Much thanks to them!!!!

-Penny McAllister D'Abato class of 67
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>>From: Jeff Larsen & Barb Gile Larsen (67)

Hi, my name is Barbara Gile Larsen (67), and I
just heard about the Sandstorm memories - what
a great idea.

My maiden name was Barbara (Barbie) Gile and I
lived on McPherson St.  I went to Christ the King
grade school, Chief Joseph Jr Hi, and graduated
from Columbia class of 67.  I'm married still to my
high school boyfriend, Jeff Larsen (Pullen St.), who
also graduated in 67.  We lived in Oregon for 9 years,
and were transferred to MN (yes, the same state
governed by Jessie Ventura, former wrestler), in 85.

We still keep in touch with some school friends:
Lyle Loughery and Pam DeVries (67) Loughery
Chris Fouts (66) and Jan Maasen (67) Fouts,
Mike (66-Pullen Street) Dale and Ellen Dale.

There are others we'd sure like to hear from. I
have already connected up with some thru your
publication.  I remember our great basketball
games, going to Regionals in Spokane (Jan was
driving), and those awful blue gym uniforms.  Also
was in Mr. Maduras Spanish class - and those bomb
scares that always came when we had finals week.

Anyway, would love to get added to you list, we
can be contacted at 
Interested in the 50 party this summer.

Thanks,

-Barb/Jeff
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>>From: Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)

I finally got around to reading Saturday's Sandstorm.
My free time has become limited since I decided to
try to finish the degree in applied math that I started
5 or 6 years ago.  This quarter my hobby is linear
algebra. Next quarter it will be differential equations.
At this rate, I will be done by the time I am ready to
retire.

Anyhow.... I remember the apple man, too.  He would
come by every fall.  My dad grew up on and apple
ranch in Cashmere (a bit west of Wenatchee.)  They
would have long discussions about the quality of
apples this year and dad would always buy a box of
Jonathons or Golden Delicious.  He would never buy
reds because they didn't keep as well, in his opinion.
I always looked forward to the apple man coming.

We used to play 7 up at Marcus Whitman on rainy
days, too.  I think those were the only days we missed
recess.  We weren't too sissy to stay inside during the
cold or wind.  I can remember huddling together with
friends with tree as a wind break on some winter days.
We could also have records in the upper grades and we
would bop or have an impromptu lic sync performance
from some of the more outgoing students.

-Mina Jo Gerry Payson (68)
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>>From: Michael Figg (70)

Somebody a few days ago mentioned Kennedy
flying into Pasco for the N Reactor dedication,
although I remember what John Gile (66) said
about him flying into the AF base in Moses Lake.
But regardless, what I will never forget is the 3
helicopters coming over the ridge across the river
and landing. It even overshadowed seeing David
Cassidy in Vegas!  ;-)

-Michael Figg (70)
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>>From: Rich Crigler (70)

When Mike Franco (70) uses Mr. Steve Neill's (72)
new given name "Stubby" please use a capital S.  He
is short and the small s bothers him.  Thank you for
this consideration in the future.

His friend,  Rich Crigler (70)

...and another thing, Mr. hot shot handshake: Merrylee
Rush gave me a little kiss while singing Angel of The
Morning at the Cosmo Angus.

-Rich Crigler (70)
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>>From: Debbie Allen Heifner (73)

Ok, I can't stand it any longer, I have to write.
Who remembers Beer Falls? When my husband
Jim "Dusty" Heifner '72 and I came for a visit
several years ago, we went to check it out. It is
no longer there! Question: Was it true there was
a cow head in it? I did not dare get into the water
because of it.

-Debbie Allen Heifner '73
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>>From: Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77)

Just found the Sandstorm recently, and what fun to read.

Julie Ham (77), you had great memories. Horseback
riding and the horses on auto pilot to return (ready
or not) was sooo true.  Lori Manolopoulos (77) and
I would go as often as we could. Every time Lori had
to trade horses with me because I couldn't control
my auto pilot horse from heading back. She'd give
up Cricket and take Paint so we wouldn't end up back
at the red barn having to head out again.  Each time I
"knew" I could handle Paint this time, and each time
we'd trade again.

I forget who said it, but the store next to Mayfair
was Rexall's Pennywise. Lori used to live across the
park from there, and we'd "race" each other across
to go make our big purchases of penny candy or when
we were really rich, frozen french fries to cook at
her house. Lori would run next to me until we were
almost there, then she'd put in some effort and leave
me behind every time. And I actually thought the day
would come that I'd win! It didn't.

The Apple man was a classic. His dark blue old truck,
him in his overalls, and a kindness that was unforgettable.

Hey Mary, Lori called me after she read your  C.K.
record memories with the x-rated lyrics.  She wants
all to know it wasn't her record.  She couldn't write
in herself (for some odd reason) so she wants your
apology for such a horrid accusation.  I laughed and
laughed (had been out of town and hadn't read the
Sandstorm entries from the week-end yet) when she
called.  She couldn't remember listening to records
and didn't own one until 8th or 9th grade almost.  It
was so great because it was my record.  I had no idea
the words meant anything at the time. I just liked the
tune of the song. It wasn't until Sister Grace (during
music class) flew to the record player and lectured us
on such poor judgment that I really listened and
paid attention to the words. Thanks for that, Lori and
I had a good laugh.  If I could find my 45s I could
tell you the exact song.

Ray Richardson (69) wants to know if a reunion is in
the works for this summer.  Can anyone answer that
so I can tell him?

I helped with our 20 yr. reunion. One of the people
we never could locate was Luanne Jinx. Does anyone
know what became of her?

Darcy Doyle (77) Kellie Walsh Patterson (77) sent
me the e-mail you sent with the B.A. You need that
attached to everything you send. How many remember
B.A. Doyle? Was any windshield or window safe?

This was long I know. This is great.

-Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/17/99
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13 Bombers sent stuff in:
Eva Clark (49), Barbara Barron (50),
Russ Hughes (53), Tom Hughes (56),
Connie Phillips (64), Hector Alvarez (64),
John Wingfield (66), Kathy Thompson (70),
Steve Piippo (70), Paula Moberg (73),
Mike Davis (74), Kellie Walsh (77),
Stephen Schraedel (79)
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>>From: Eva Clark Perry (49)

Am wondering if anyone has talked to
Betty Lou Hiser about the coming reunion,
I was able to go to one reunion and got with her
for a visit and loaned her the copy i had of our
49th  Class Will and somehow never got back
with her to get it returned, but she would have
that if anyone could get in touch, with her.  This
has been a wonderful experience, thanx to
Maren and Gary.

-Eva Clark Perry (49)
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>>From: Barbara Barron Doyle (50)

Jo Cawdrey (49 and 50) is right about everything
concerning the class of '49 20th reunion except
for one thing.  She and Norma DIDN'T do most of
the work!  As I recall Jim and I did with a little
help from Norma and Jo.  We forgive her this
little exaggeration, we are all entitled to a
"Senior Moment" now and then.

-Barbara Barron Doyle, class of '50
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>>From: Russ Hughes (53)

Some of My Four Years at Columbia High School:

I attended Carmichael Junior high school in my eighth
grade. I remember the stories that floated around
about how terrible going to Columbia High School
was going to be. By the time I entered Col Hi in 1949
I was expecting the worst. Some of the girls there
even wore lipstick and people carved their initials on
the wall locker doors. It was a shameful place I was
told. I was told a lot I guess and most of it was not
exactly true. Yes, some of the girls did wear lipstick,
but I never observed some of the more dire things
that were alleged to happen.

The thing that impressed me the most in my freshman
year was the driveway all around the school. Some of
the older kids actually had their own cars and they
drove them to school. I couldn't wait until I too could
do the same thing.  The driveway eventually became a
race way and was considered to be a dangerous
situation and so the school officials eventually
barricaded the road along the east side of the school
making round and round racing impossible. Long
Avenue soon became the local raceway much to the
disgust of the residents living along the street.

The school had an auto shop, a machine shop and
at that time a farm vocational program with it own
shop just outside of the north end of Town. The
concrete foundation of that shop is still there
along side George Washington Way at the Hanford
School grounds. These shops were probably my
favorite spots in the whole school. I once caught
most of the shop instructors having a smoke in the
paint and solvent storage room off the paint booth
at Col Hi. It's a wonder they didn't blow themselves
all over the place.

The school also had an Amateur Radio Club which
was located on the second floor above the main
hallway in front of the auditorium. They had a
station set up, but the students could only operate
the station when one of the senior advisors who had
a Ham license was present. The door was otherwise
kept locked so no one could enter. Of course several
of us discovered that by climbing up the Wood Shop
dust collector ladder, we could then access the
auditorium roof which provided access to a sloping
roof just outside the windows of the Ham club room.
We would leave the window unlocked when we had
legitimate access and later on at night we would make
the trip up on the roof to the Ham Club. What did we
do once we had gained access? Not much really. We
usually only listened to the short wave radio and talked.
Just having sneaked in to the room was enough of an
accomplishment. Besides we didn't want anyone to know
that we had been there so nothing was disturbed to give
us away.  It wasn't until 1963 before I got my Amateur
radio license that I still have, which is WA7ACO.

It was fun to get above the auditorium ceiling during
the school day. The auditorium was used as a study
hall just about all day. You could look down through
the lighting fixtures and see everyone below. Nobody
could see you though, because of looking up at the
brightness of the lights and as long as you stayed on
the walkways, and didn't knock down anything like
ceiling panels, you were safe from discovery.  What
do you do with such a nice vantage place?  For one
thing, a squirt gun was useful. You would squirt
someone, usually several someone's at the same time,
and they would look all around them to see who
was doing it, but never up where we were. That
occasionally started a ruckus and the study hall
teacher had to quell them before they got out of
hand. Of course a situation as neat as this had to
get got out, and eventually the school authorities
placed a lock on the access door to the attic to
keep us who they didn't really know, out of the
attic area. It was really good while it lasted.

The Senior Class always had the Senior Class
Picnic just before the end of the school year
and graduation.  The school district provided
busses to carry the students to the picnic, but
some students drove their own cars.  This
eventually caused some sort of a problem with
irresponsible driving or something, and the
school said no more driving your own car to the
picnic. If you were going to the picnic, you had
to go in the school bus. The picnic attendees
left the school at about 1:30PM. If you had
elected to not attend the picnic, you, meaning
a graduating senior, would remain in school
until 2:00PM and be dismissed by a teacher
or other authority. Unknown to the school
authorities, there was a plot to evade the
restrictions placed on seniors not attending the
picnic. Ray Ell, Carol Julian, Russ Armstrong and
several others whose names I can't remember,
along with myself, concocted a plot to get around
all the restrictions. The school said that if any
senior drove a car to the picnic that they would
not get their diploma. The picnic was to be in
Sacajawea Park, a public park open to any
citizen. So with no cars allowed and the park
being located right on the Snake and Columbia
River, what else? We went to the same park as
the picnic, but we planned to go by boat. They
didn't say anything about going by boats now
did they? Most all of the coconspirators were
in the auto shop class and when 2:00PM came
along, Mr. E.K. Haag the Vice Principal himself,
came to let us go from class. Mr. Haag questioned
us why we didn't want to  go to the picnic and
received several evasive but not improbable
reasons why. I really believed that Mr. Haag
suspected something, but he didn't really know
what and so had no alternative but to excuse us
from school. We immediately departed the
premises and headed to my boat dock on the river
where our boats were already loaded, fueled and
ready for instant travel. We had loaded them up
before school started. We arrived at the park not
too long after the school busses, and it wasn't
long afterwards until a few of the teacher
chaperone contingent  confronted us to tell us that
we were in deep trouble because we hadn't come
by the bus. We did not partake of any of the
school's food goodies that made up the picnic. We
even stayed away from the area set up for the
picnic, but there were seniors all over the park and
we had a good time. One other thing we did not do
was allow any of the other seniors to ride in any of
the boats. We took advantage of the situation to
provide the willing audience a good show out on the
river hot rodding our boats like race drivers. We
even wore life jackets in case of a miscalculation
on somebody's part. In short we kept as separate
in the park as was reasonably possible. We had one
hell of a good grinning-from-ear-to-ear time that
whole dammed day.

The next Monday was another thing at first. All of
us who attended by boat were called into the office
first thing that morning. They planned to confront us
one at a time as we were ushered into the inner
sanctum of the Principal's office and given the third
degree. Once you have a story and better still a good
witness, you have to call in the witness. The
witness was Edgar K. Haag himself. Mr. Haag had
to tell all present that he personally had released
each and every one of us from school that day so
we couldn't be accused of having skipped school.
Then the other teachers who chaperoned the picnic
were called in to testify, and they had to say that
we did not partake of any of the official picnic's
food or activities. Before they got through
interrogating more than a couple of the criminal
elements they thought they had caught, they had
to admit that we had not violated any of the
school's rules. The rest of us never made it into
the inner sanctum for our grilling. The only thing
that had on us was that all students were supposed
to go right home first after school, before going
anywhere else. We hadn't done that of course, but
no one else ever felt it was necessary to do that
either.  We beat them at their own game of rules
and did it legally. The school officials made it very
clear that they were not at all pleased with our
activity, but that was it. Mr. Haag later told me
that he suspected something was up, but that it
was a well planned and executed activity and next
year's rules would prohibit going by boat.

I would like to mention Mr. Edgar K. Haag. Mr. Haag
was one of those school officials that everyone
respected highly. He was the Vice Principal and
usually the person you had to report to if you got
caught doing something you shouldn't. Mr. Haag
was honest, reasonable and could be very
convincing if the events called for it. I believe
that one of his best attributes was that he would
actually listen to what you, a lowly student, had to
say. He respected you as a person. Mr. Haag served
with distinction for many years in the Richland
School District after I graduated. Yeah, I liked
Mr. Haag very much in that he was never the enemy,
he had a job to do and he did it well.  I respected
him and I wished more educators were just like him.

This missive has probably gone on too long as it is.
Unfortunately, there is more that could be related.

-Russ Hughes, Class of 1953, **************************************************
>>From: Art "Tom" Hughes (56)

I am enclosing a picture of the Pre-Fab where the
Apple man (who several people mentioned) lived.
My Mom and I have been trying to remember his
name. The picture was taken from in front of our
Pre-Cut on Willard one block north of Marcus
Whitman. I remember him well. He had a dark
blue chevy panel truck. He and I would go up to
the lower Yakima valley and fill up with apples.
We would drive all over town selling out of the
back of the truck. I rode in back and handed him
the boxes when he made a sale. I don't remember
how much a box was but I do remember that he
paid me 2 cents a box for each one we sold.

-Tom Hughes, Class of 56
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Connie "Joy" Phillips Newcomer (64)

Date: Tue Feb 16 17:02:22 1999

Please put me on your email list.

Thanks to Lois Ginther (Gene Ginther's (64) mother),
I have found you.

I never knew you existed! This is wonderful and must
have taken hours to create. Thanks. I am so glad that
I can be in touch.

I'll be at the 35th reunion - have only missed one
since we graduated. See you in Aug.

-Connie "Joy" Phillips Newcomer (64)
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>>From: Hector Alvarez (64)

To Rick Maddy (67)

Hey Rick!
How are you bomber? I don't remember Rudy Ruiz
or his sister Josephine, but I will get in touch with
Rafael Alcazar (64) and find out if he remembers
them.

How about Roberto Negrin (65) and his sister, do
you think you could ask around and find them? He
was a good friend of mine. Bobbie and his sister
lived with the Vandenbergs (our history teacher).

No, I did not get thrown out of Kennewick H.S. I
left because the girls were very undisciplined and
wouldn't leave me alone. Ha Ha!!

Rick did you have a sister name... Sheila?

Adios for now and thank you for writing.

-Hector Alvarez (64)
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>>From: John Wingfield (66)

Hello again Friends,
I was delighted to read from Hector Alvarez (64)
his comments on being in Richland.  I think that he
and Nelson were the first "refugees" that I met.
Later, in my adult and post Richland life I made
good friends from Havana who migrated to Tacoma
where Juni taught Spanish at a high school.  The
interesting thing was that he was an attorney and
went to law school with Fidel Castro.  One night
while they were out to dinner, Fidel came in with
his entourage and they saw that he was making eyes
at Kiki, Juni's wife.  They left Havana the next day.
A few years ago my wife and I went to Jim Valley's
50th birthday ("Harpo" of Paul Revere and the Raiders)
and Kiki and Juni were there.  Jim had a band with the
lead guitarist from the Kingsmen and we enjoyed good
music and in the waning hour Jim asked Kiki and Juni
to sing a song.  They sang a deeply sweet lament about
their beloved Island Home, longing to go home.  I could
just about see it and smell it in the room, it was so
beautiful.  So thank you, Hector, for bringing back
good memories.  It just reminds me of how isolated we
were from the rest of the world, growing up in Richland.
We were even protected from ourselves and our own
secrets.  But one memory that I have been seeing
fluttering around in my consciousness lately is
grasshoppers!  I have images coming back of hunting
and catching grasshoppers in the dry places, among the
tumbleweeds and sand flats along the ditch below
Sacajawea and other ditches in town and just about
anywhere out of town.  In the summer.  It's good to
be alive!

-John Wingfield (66)
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>>From: Kathy Thompson (70)

To Rich Crigler (70):

Crigler, that would be Rich S Crigler to all and
"ANGEL OF THE MORNING", come on - "YOU
GUYS ARE ALL DREAMIN".

LUV YUH*

-Kathy Thompson (70)
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>>From: Steve Piippo (70)

TO: Rich Crigler (70):
Rich, the small 's' is more appropriate due to the
wide profile the 'Stubby' has acquired over the years

-Steve Piippo (70)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Paula Moberg Bigelow (73)

Date: Tue Feb 16 19:12:02 1999

Please add me to the guest book. What a cool sight.

My parents would also be interested in this sight.
My dad (Dale Moberg) was a teacher in the 50's
at Jefferson, and Principal at Sacajawea during
the 60's. My mother Marjie (Kingsley) Moberg is
a 1946 Alum, she also taught at John Ball Elementary
school in the early 50's. Their e-mail address is
[deleted for privacy]

Thanks for the contacts.

-Paula Moberg Bigelow (73)
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>>From: Mike Davis (74)

Regarding Crigler's (70) claim to fame about
getting a kiss from Merrilee Rush:

Rich, You may have received the kiss, but who'd
she have breakfast with?
Sincerely,

-Mike Davis (74)
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>>From: Kellie Walsh Patterson (77)

To Mike Davis (74)
Did you ever receive any nominations for the poll
you were conducting regarding the favorite and/or
best Bomber Basketball players of all time? There
are so many obvious choices (the Neills, the Davis',
the Jim Thompsons, etc.) but I like to mention a
couple of players from the 60's and that's Theartis
Wallace (63) and CW Brown (58). I think Theartis
just barely missed playing with the Sonics back in
his day. Both he and CW were avid tennis players
back when Mitz, Mary Foley and I were playing
for RHS. I wonder were they are now?

-Kellie Walsh Patterson (77)
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

I am sure a lot of us remember Mrs. Irene Maxfield.
She was the office administrative person at Chief
Jo. When my family moved to Richland, it was
December of my freshman year.  It can be a
difficult and exciting time for a ninth grader to
break ties with friends you've known since grade
school and start to form new friendships in totally
new surroundings.  Mrs. Maxfield --must have been
sensitive to this. She would occasionally send a
note to whatever class I was in and ask for me to
come to the main office.  At first, I was a little
nervous, wondering if I'd been blamed for some
misdeed. However, after presenting the note at
the office, she would ask questions like, "How are
doing?" "I just wanted to find out how everything
was coming along for you?" "Are you enjoying your
new classes and getting all settled in?"  I was so
taken by her genuine concern that I might have
managed to mumble some response.  She would
walk me part way to class and tell me that if I
ever needed anything to make sure and ask and
she would try to help. This went on for the whole
semester, it seemed that I would get a note maybe
once a month to come to the office.

One day in an English class we were reading "A
Tale of Two Cities," our teacher decided to
rearrange all of the seating. I was re-seated
with two other young men, and not 2 minutes
after we'd moved, the leader of the two asked
me if I smoked marijuana, or did any other kind
of drugs. I was incredulous, and thought they were
just kidding.  I said something like, "No, thank you."
He followed by saying that he thought I was a cool
guy and that I really ought to try.  He persisted.  I
was beginning to wonder how I could get out of
this mess, when suddenly our teacher walked over
and presented me with a note to come to the main
office.  I took the note, walked into the hallway,
and recognized it as from Mrs. Maxfield. Very
relieved, I walked downstairs. Mrs. Maxfield saw
me come into the office and again, in her very friendly
manner, asked me how everything was going, and if I
was having a nice day. I wonder if she ever knew how
much she helped me that year. I never told her exactly
what had happened that particular day. If I remember
correctly, after returning to class, there had been a
slight error and I was to sit with another group.  For
each of those notes and short visits, and  especially
for helping me in that one critical moment, I say a big
thanks to Irene Maxfield.  This is just a guess, but
my guess is that she has helped many other students
over the years in very similar manner. Thank you,
Irene Maxfield.

-Stephen Schraedel (79)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/18/99
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5 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in:
Lois McCrarey (50), Tedd Cadd (66),
DeYonne Ware (73), Dave Trent (75),
Sheryl Romsos (76), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Lois McCrarey Trent (50)

Hello Alumni Sandstorm.  Keep up the good work.
We have been receiving Sandstorm for some time
now. We enjoy it very much. It sure brings back lots
of memories of the past.

We enjoyed the Spudnut shop then as well as we
still do. The shop is a stopping off place for workers
on their way to the job as well as noon lunch. The
shop is run by their daughter now as Barlow has
passed away. Betty Ghirado is still living here. We
enjoy your news so keep up the memories.

-Lois McCrarey Trent (50)
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>>From: Tedd Cadd (66)

A few notes as I read through the interesting
history in past issues...

Gary Behymer (64), I was a member of Seekers from
66 to 69.  Served as treasurer and went on a couple
of Seeker Retreats.

Somebody mentioned a rather ineffective German
teacher.  I had him for two years.  I did learn some
German but Herr S was not particularly a participant
in that.  Does anybody remember the year we spent
the entire Home Room each week conducting a search
for the stolen gavel only to discover it had been taken
by a secret Nazi organization?

Marg Wellman (Marcus Whitman principal) was
mentioned earlier.  She sang at my in-laws wedding
(Wally and Barbara Hunt) and was roommate with my
Mother-in-law for a while.  She also sang the same
song at their 50th wedding anniversary in 1989.
Wonderful lady...

James Laidler (77), the drug store up north on
GWW was Malley's and still goes by that name
even though it is owned by Bill Knirck (65) and
Teresa Devine Knirck (64). They also own
Densow's.  It was damaged and rebuilt after
the fire destroyed the store that used to be
next to it.

Does anybody remember seeing the F-105 jet fighter
that flew over Richland before it crashed into Jump
Off Joe?  It would have been in my Jr. High days
(9/60-6/63).  I was outside during PE at Carmichael
when it went over and it was really low.

It is interesting to see some of the old pictures.
Things have changed for sure and not just the
buildings.  I spent some time trying to track down
a particular person's address a year or so.  I knew
the house was on Goethals and knew about where it
was and that it was a two bedroom prefab.  The
1957 and 1958 phone books didn't show anybody
with the name of Myers on that street.  Then I
looked at the map and saw that the street name
had changed. It was Duane back then and I think
Goethals (I may be remembering this wrong) was
the name of the Bypass Highway.  An odd name
change, no?

Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54) ...West Side Center
used to be a C&H grocery store.  I helped remodel
the building when West Side Church bought it and
have a canvas banner from the old C&H store that
we found in the attic.

By the way, the houses listings don't show the
pre-CUTs that were built here.  I believe the
floor plans are available at the library in some
of the early Richland records just as the other
house plans were.  We lived in a three bedroom
precut on Adams, the one that was set on fire
by the angry husband last year.

Tedd Cadd (66)
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>>From: DeYonne Ware Southwick (73)

To Debby Allen (73),

Beer Falls still exists!  I live in Kennewick Park
and used to take my kids bike riding there.  I
told them stories about the falls.  My daughter
actually went to keggers there herself in high
school.  I am definitely dating myself. LOL!  Do
you remember a place called "BUBBLES"?  We
used to go there too.  It was above 10th in the
orchards.  Oh yea, the orchards are gone now.
Bummer!

-DeYonne Ware Southwick (73)
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>>From: Dave Trent (75)

Seems like a long time ago, but I remember Col-Hi
(mostly) with a smile.  Have really enjoyed the notes
from names I both recognize and do not recognize.

Some of my fondest memories...

Roast duck with Richardson (75) on a daily basis
(after watching the sun come up at Howard Amon
Park).  Officer Beeden (couldn't have been a "Bomber"!),
and our chance meetings (most were deserved I recollect).
Lunches (almost daily) with Meg, Cin, Jackie, and
occasional others at Taco Bell (some great friends...all 75)
Jack Schneider (75). (Father Schneider at the 10 yr.
reunion, and just plain Jack at the 20!), possibly the
best Emcee ever (Remember the largest family prize
and speech?)  Neill's (75) basketball prowess.  I remember
him beating Guy Meinke (Hanford -75) and me in 9th grade,
in one on two, IN A CAST at Chief Joseph's gym. What an
outside shooter (before the three)!  Torterelli (75) in
Morley Paul's English class (at least I think he taught
English).  He could fake Morley out better than anyone.
Morley's flag was the most traveled flag in the school,
stored every hour on the hour by some prankster or another.
Baseball with Mr. Rish (heard they named the football
stadium after him). Chuck Peoples (75) was perhaps the
best all around baseball player in the city.  A real
gentleman.  Never forget his first ever game situation
switch hit - homer.  He made it look too easy!   Pay Less
parking lot and Zips.  Every night, before the trips to the
lights, babbling brooks, POW camps, or other places too
numerous to remember, we'd stop at Pay Less and toss
the Frisbee, have a few, and just hang out.  At least they
knew where we were!  The every present graffiti at Zips.
No matter how often they repainted the wall (some tire
store if I remember correctly), we always saw it repainted
with the same artwork.

I close with reference to two good friends that have gone,
but will never be forgotten.  FiFi (76) and Rod (74).  I
think of you every time I think of home.

-Dave Trent (75)
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>>From: Sheryl Romsos Senyk ( 76)

After reading all the entries regarding the "Apple
Man", and after my parents telling me that, yes,
he was a wonderful man, and yes,  we bought
apples from him as well as his homemade wooden
outdoor furniture, it is rather embarrassing to
admit that I have absolutely NO recollection of
this person.... and NO, I never spent any time or
lost any brain cells riding my bike behind the
mosquito fogger!

If anyone out there has a picture of this guy,
it would be fun to see it!

-Sheryl Romsos Senyk, class of 76
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>>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

To: Ray Hall.  Chief Jo basketball coach many
years ago.   He had the Jr. Varsity

Thank you, Ray, they were pretty special guys.  A lot
of them got their talent from yours and Mr. Piippo's
coaching. They thought they had a pretty good
advantage having you two as coaches before starting
high school ball.  I must have gotten your e-mail
address wrong, it came back twice when I tried to
answer your letter.

BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/19/99
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6 Bombers sent stuff in:
Kathy Rathjen (66), Gary Christian (67),
Patty Eckert (68), Phil Jones (69),
Carolyn McDonald (73), Stephen Schraedel (79)
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>>From: Kathy Rathjen Loper (66)

To Tedd Cadd (66):  Yes, the current Goethals
used to be Duane, but Goethals used to be what
is now Jadwin, at least at the south end of town.
I can't remember what it changed to as it proceeded
north. Somebody, please help us out.  Our sixth
grade teacher, Ray Smith, lived in an "A" house
on the NW corner of Goethals and Benham.

-Kathy Rathjen Loper (66)
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>>From: Gary Christian (67)

To DeYonne Ware Southwick (73)

We went to the "Bubbles" on a regular basis in
the summers of 65-67.  It was a wonderful way
to cool off.  But I remember the Leptospirosis
scare in 66.  We were all asked to fill out a form
in PE class.  How many times we had been to the
bubbles?  Were we getting any specific symptoms?
As I recall, no one paid much attention though.  No
one seemed to think that the illness could be any
worse than the red wine hangovers on saturday mornings.

I do not remember Beer Falls, but visited Beer Flats
on occasion.  At least I think I did.  It was out in the
desert somewhere.  Kind of fuzzy. We used to drink
beer on the way out there.  I do remember six Richland
police cars showing up around midnight.  Did Richland
have six police cars back then? Guys (and girls) took
off running into the sagebrush.  We were still picking
up people and taking them home the next morning.

-Gary Christian (67)
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>>From: Patty Eckert Weyers (68)

Hi Maren;
Its been a spell since I have written but we read the
Sandstorm often here at my Mom's house, Vada Eckert,
in Richland with her little web tv hooked up, she loves this.

It's been especially interesting learning all the letters
of the homes we have known and been in from friends
and family. I also noticed the precuts aren't listed
with any letter I don't believe, that is interesting.
When my folks came here in '44 they moved into a
3 bedroom one, so I guess that made it our first place,
I hadn't been born yet but 5 of the existing 10 of
us had...... we later bought the large F house on Van
Giesen which I remember fondly.

Just wondering if the negatives to the senior
pictures are still available in the office above
where the Howard Amon Park is and next to the
community house was?   Anyone know?

Looking to move back into this area and I have
been house hunting which has sure shown me how
this whole area has changed and developed.  West
Richland and Benton City are incredible and so
much progress there. Love still the country with
a little land so I have almost been forced out into
these area's just to obtain land with a place, but
nothing stays the same.   Just haven't missed the
blowing sand. Where we used to ride clean across
the desert dunes up by Bombing Range Road as it
is today, nothing was up there, now its a mecca
of homes and paved roads. West Richland with
its new big post office and own zip code seems
nothing like when we rode every where around
that place on horses, now with all the businesses
and traffic, it would be impossible. Have to say
I have always felt at "home" here and still do I
just get lost a whole lot now.

Bomberette regards to all Alumni,

-Patty Eckert Weyers (68)
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>>From: Phil Jones (69)

I think a couple of days ago someone mentioned
CW Brown and Theartis Wallace as candidates
for RHS's best hoopsters.  CW is still around and
coaching sophomore basketball at Kamiakin with
Emmit Jackson (RHS68).  He can still play too.  I
do some fishing with CW and he still plays tennis
with Theartis and Don Jones.  Theartis could really
shoot the sweet "J" and I heard a story that he
was at some open gym no so long ago and as a
50 something playing against some "kids".  They
initially were suspect asking "Who's the old guy?"
I guess after he took some of them "to school" they
know who he is.  He had a Sonic try-out I think.

Also I'd toss Brian Kellerman's name into the ring
as a candidate as RHS's best.  His post college
career, which I think included some pro ball in
Europe, helps his case.  I don't personally know
of any other  former Bomber except Gene Conley
who played pro basketball.

Maybe someone else out there does but I don't.

-Phil Jones, No-class of 69
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site guest book:

>>From: Carol McDonald DeWalt (73)

Date: Thu Feb 18 16:03:49 1999

Would have been Class of '73

What memories! I was born in Richland and attended
school there from kindergarten through Junior High
(Jefferson and Chief Jo) before moving to Spokane
for high school. Reading people's messages and
looking over the Col Hi site has triggered some great
memories. (Other than 1 gal at work who also grew
up in Richland, people think I'm nuts talking about
running behind the mosquito truck, floating down
the river, etc.!) Currently living in Laguna Niguel,
CA. I look forward to a daily dose of Richland
memories! (Thanks to my brother Jim ('72) for the
updated links!)

-Carol McDonald DeWalt (73)
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>>From: Stephen Schraedel (79)

RE: Looking for Stephen Hollingsworth (79-KiBe)

I am trying to find a friend from Benton City. We
were classmates and best friends in grade school
and junior high in Miami, Florida.  Get this.  I'm
talking to him one day and said "Well, my dad is
being transferred to a new location and we'll be
moving".  He said "Really,  well, so is mine".  I said,
"Where?"  He said, "Kennewick, Washington".

Well, it sounded so familiar that I ran home, or
rode my bike home and asked my parents about it.
They said, sure enough. [It really turned out to be
Richland.]  But we were so excited, our dad's
actually moved to the same job and project in the
Hanford area.  However, they moved to Benton City
and we to Richland.  So, I only saw him about 4 or 5
times from 9th grade through 12th.  We called now
and then.  After graduation, he joined the Coast Guard.

I still want to track him down... we even have the
same first name: Stephen.  He is the one who taught
me the first beginnings of trumpet playing, the  C
scale.  I was hooked and went on to spend the next
6 years at about 5 to 6 hours a day practicing.  I've
been to Benton City and his house is abandoned, like
they just up and left.  I didn't think to ask any
neighbors... I was just out of high school and so
shocked that their whole family had moved that I
never thought to even ask a next door neighbor.

- Stephen Schraedel (79)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/20/99
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5 Bombers sent stuff in:
Marjie Kingsley (46), Dick Harris (49),
Deedee Willox (64), Joe Large (68),
Steve Piippo (70)
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>>From: Marjie Kingly Moberg (46)

Please send us the Alumni Sandstorm.
Marjie Kingsley Moberg Class of 46, also taught
third grade at John Ball '50,' 51, and ' 53.  I
taught at Sacajawea '54, and 55.

My husband, Dale Moberg, taught at Jefferson
from '50 to '56, Carmichael from '57-'58, was
Principal at Sacajawea '60-'65, and Director of
Special Ed. from '65-'74.

 We would love to hear from students and former
teachers, and coworkers.  Our e-mail address is
[deleted for privacy].  Thanks for the contacts.

-Marjie Kingsley Moberg (46)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

RE: Margaret Hartman Wellman

I note in one today's articles, a comment on our
friend, Margaret Wellman, the mother of Peggy
Wellman Johnson (66), who recently contributed
to this phenomena.

Margaret Hartman, was a very young teacher from
Benton City, who took her first job in the city of
Leavenworth (Now the Bavarian City of Leavenworth)
as I remember her telling me, many years later.
When she heard of the high salaries being paid to
teachers in the new expanding town of Richland, she
decided to move there.  When the new school,
Marcus Whitman, was finished (approx. Jan., 1944)
all of us in the southern end of the prefabs, moved to
the new school and our new principal, Margaret Hartman.
I lived at 1800 Longfitt, two blocks, directly north of
the new school.

My greatest experience with Ms. Hartman (Wellman)
involved her coming to our eighth grade room, when
she received the news that our President, Franklin D.
Roosevelt, had died in the spring of 1944.  She directed
me, as the captain of the school patrol, to go out and
lower the flag to half mast!  That was a very special
responsibility and privilege under these conditions.
Many years later, when I was Manager of the Port of
Chelan County, we hired a consultant out of Portland
to explore with us the feasibility of bringing barges
up the Columbia River and transporting them over the
two Grant County Dams with huge lifting devices, similar
to a system in Belgium and in China. We had a meeting
with the Corps of Engineers and our Consultant on a
Friday afternoon and on Saturday morning.  This was
back in the '70's.  Our consultant brought his secretary
with him to take notes on our conversations.

On Friday evening, we had a short social time prior to
dinner and I struck up a conversation with the secretary.
Her name was Peggy Johnson and she lived in the
Portland area.  In short order, we discovered that each
of us had grown up in Richland, in different eras, however.
Then as we continued to talk, I learned that her mother
was Margaret Hartman, now Margaret Wellman.  I told
her that I had great admiration for her mother and that
the next time she talked to her, to be sure to say hello for
me, although, I was convinced she wouldn't remember me.
Peg said, I will be seeing her tomorrow, as she was going
home via Richland and would be stopping to see her mother,
who was now a widow.

The next thing I knew, I had a letter from one Margaret
Wellman, which I still have to this day.  She said, "What
do you mean I wouldn't remember you?  Of course, I
remember you!  She went on to tell me that after I had
known her, she had married, had retired from teaching
to raise a family, and that her husband had passed away
and she had eventually gone back to teaching. Subsequently,
she became the principal, once again at Marcus Whitman
Elementary School. She retired again and was currently
the President of the Retired Public School Teachers
Association of the State of Washington.  She said it was
likely that she would be coming to Wenatchee sometime
during her tenure as President, and if she did, she would
look me up.

On a three-day holiday, when both of our children were
home from the U. of WA (Why they weren't Cougars like
their parents, is subject of another diatribe at another
time) the phone rang.  My kids had just previously
announced that they were going to the mall for a while.
Scott answered the phone and told me, "It is a Margaret
Wellman."  She told me she had been at a meeting that
had just been completed and that she was just ready to
head home out of town and home. I asked her if she had
time for a cup of coffee before leaving, and she said,
"Of course!"  So, I headed downtown to pick her up
and bring her home for a cup of coffee and some
conversation.  When my kids learned that my eighth
grade principal was coming, the mall idea was dropped.
They had to see what this lady looked like!  She had
to be at least 100 years old.  I told them that I
remembered her as a very attractive, young lady, who
was a very effective administrator.  When I arrived
with a very attractive 70-plus year old lady, they were
impressed.  When they met her and started talking to
her, they were even more impressed.  Daughter,
Leslie, was majoring in education, and planned to be
a primary teacher, like her mother had been.

Bonnie and I found ourselves in the Tri-Cities on
a number of occasions and when we did, we found
it easy to call on Margaret Wellman, or to find an
excuse to take her to dinner or lunch.  Every time,
it was an experience that one looks forward to,
and savors for many years afterward.  On one
occasion, we learned that she had been a very
active member of the Westside United Protestant
Church, which my folks had gravitated to, and she
had been in the choir with my father.  I didn't
even know that my father had been in the choir
during those years.  I knew he had been a church
choir, many years before, with his first family in
Denver, but I didn't know about this experience.

A number of years later, we were very saddened
to learn from Peggy, that her dear mother had died.
We attended the memorial services at her very dear
West-side United Protestant Church, and were
impressed with the numbers of persons that had
been touched over the years by this very special
lady, Margaret Hartman Wellman!  What a privilege
to have known her!

-Dick Harris - Class of '49
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>>From: Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)

To Patty Eckert Weyers (68) and anyone else
who is interested:
Yes, senior pic negatives are still available as
well as any other pics you might have had taken
there.  The studio donated the negatives to CREHST
Museum (Columbia River Exhibit of History, Science
and Technology).  The museum is located behind the
old community house building above Howard Amon
Park.  Off GW Way turn toward the river on Lee,
then take first right turn (the old entrance to the
community center is blocked off). When you go into
the museum, take a right and go downstairs.  They
have books for you to look through for the sitting
numbers of your pics.  When you find the sitting
numbers, you pay $4 for them to search for the
negatives.  If/when they find them, you can purchase
each sitting for $20 (the $4 will be deducted from
the $20). I have researched several names and the
people there are really nice to work with.  My sis
and I found one of my mother, several of her kids,
and her junior and senior pics.  I researched for a
few friends who don't live in the Tri-City area.
They also have some pics on the wall that they don't
know who they are.  You can purchase those pics for
$2 each.

Hope this info helps.

-Deedee Willox Loiseau (64)
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>>From: Joe Large (68)

To Peg Wellman Johnson (66),

Dear Peg,

Wasn't it Burt Wells that used to sing:

"Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the Lollypop Trees
and the Sody Water Fountain,

"Where the Lemonade Springs and the Bluebirds
sing, in the Big Rock Candy Mountain"

??

For years, I've tried to remember all the verses
to that song.

I met Burt Wells, one day, when he was doing
a "Meet Me in Person" thing behind the Grocery
Store near Birch and Swift (?) (My street names
are getting foggy), anyway, near Densow Drugs.
I must have been about 4 or 5 then.

To Rich Crigler (70),

I got one about as good:

When I was in Jr. High or High School, my nephews
lived just in front of Col. High, across from Long
Street (dang!  Can't remember the name of the street).
Anyway, their playmates, and consequently mine as
well, were Nancy and Peggy Wilson of Heart.  My
nephews are Hans, Roy and Curtis Sommers.
Unfortunately, I don't remember much about it
except for playing in the back yard with my nephews
and these two cute dark-haired girls.

(So There!)

-Joe Largé (68)
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>>From: Steve Piippo (70)

Hello Mary Lester Yarborough (58) - It's been
fun teaching with you! Is it true you are retiring
this year? How good were those 58 Bombers?

-Steve Piippo (70)
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6 Bombers and one Bulldog sent stuff in:
Dick Harris (49), Jim Russell (58),
Steve Carson (58), Barbara Seslar (60),
Gary Behymer (64), Gene Trosper (84),
Paul Case (67 Bulldog)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

RE: Prefabs and Precuts

Hi Richland Alumni!  Just noted a contributor
mentioning her family moving into a precut in
1944.  I suspect she meant to say a three bedroom
prefab, rather than a three bedroom precut.  In
the prefab area of town, my memory serves me,
that all one, two, and three bedroom units were
called prefabs. The one bedroom units consisted
of two pieces, trucked onto the site, that were
bolted together and placed on previously
constructed wood foundations, complete with
water and sewer hookups.  Two bedroom units
consisted of three pieces to be similarly bolted
together and placed on a little larger foundation,
and three bedroom units consisted of four pieces,
placed on a slightly larger foundation.  As I
remember, it was said that two carpenter/assemblers
could complete two, three bedroom units per day.
All of the prefabs were initially flat-roofed.

The layout of the prefabs on the lots were varied
with different setbacks from the street, seemingly
in random pattern, and many were parallel with the
street, but many were set at an angle.  We were
told that this was to confuse any potential enemy
from the air and it wouldn't look like a conventional
town.

Several years later, a number of prefabs were
removed.  I remember seeing several similar units
on the south side of the campus at WSU in 1949.
Perhaps several were sold to the then Washington
State College.  In place of the prefabs, were
constructed precut houses.  They differed in that
they were constructed on site on I believe concrete
or cinder-block foundations, constructed from
panels that were factory constructed, and trucked
to the site, had factory built trusses to support the
roof, and had I believe asbestos shingle siding.  All
of these houses, of which there were various sizes
to fit the previous prefab lots, had gable roofs,
which made them cooler in the summer, because of
the insulation afforded by the air space in the attic.
I believe they were all constructed parallel to the streets.

After a few years, the exterior plywood panel on the
prefabs, deteriorated from the exposure to the sun
and elements, and many replaced.  Many of us kids
would salvage a number of sheets of plywood, laminate
several together and construct Ping-Pong tables.  Many
wild tournaments were played in several back or front
yards!  Many of us acquired some skills, that could be
displayed with peer audiences at the teen-age club,
downtown.  In addition, eventually, in the early '50's,
gabled roofs were added to the prefabs.  This added
insulation made them easier to heat and they stayed
cooler in the summer.  In the ends of the gables, were
vents that had hinged plywood covers on the inside.
Those that didn't get up in the attic area, probably
didn't open the vents and didn't get the ventilation
that was intended, especially in the summer.  G.E. (by
this the time the prime contractor) didn't do a very
good job of communicating instructions in the operation
of the vents.

After almost everybody had put in lawns, using domestic
water to irrigate, the government decided to install an
irrigation system to water the yards.  That was quite a
construction project with each home supplied with a
bridge over the trench dug parallel to the street in the
front of the yards and then lateral trenches to bring
the water into the yards, complete with faucets and
hose bibs. During construction of the irrigation systems,
much vandalism took place as warning lanterns were
displaced, etc. The Richland kids had to have something
to do!

Well, this is enough of this kind of detail for this time.
What an experience coming to this town from all points
of the U.S. for all these families!

-Dick Harris '49
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Two bedroom and three bedroom preCUTS were the
"U" and "V" houses  -Maren
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>>From: Jim Russell (58)

To Joe Large (68) and others

The Big Rock Candy Mountain was one of my
favorite songs to "perform" in the privacy of
my room.  (I wasn't so brash as to inflict this
on the unwary.) The complete words can be
found on the following:
http://ingeb.org/songs/onasumme.html.

Hope this helps bring back memories.

-Jim (58)
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)

Has anyone information on Tom Barton who
taught American Lit and was Thespians Advisor?

-Steve Carson (58)
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>>From: Barbara Seslar Brackenbush (60)

To:  Peg Wellman Johnson (66)

I think I recall Burl Ives singing that song; it is
probably possible to buy the tape or CD if you
search long enough...

"Oh, the buzzin' of the bees in the lollipop trees
and the sodie water fountain
where the lemonade springs and bluebirds sing
on the Big Rock Candy Mountain."

However, my husband tells me Burt Wells was a
local who sang it on some TV station.

-Barbara Seslar (60)
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>>From: Gary Behymer (64)

The 'hard nose' class of 1964 continues to search
for lost class members from their past.  Please take
a look at our list!  Perhaps a sibling was in your class?

CLASS of 1964 Missing List

Mike Alexander

Frances Barker, Connie Beaty, Frances Black,
Helen Bower, Teri Ann Boyer, Janet Brandyberry,
Barbara Brown, Dennis Bryant, Stan Bryant

Rey Call, Tokey Carter, Tom Clark, Becky Coleman,
Jim Cox, Don Crawford, Janice Curtis, Lea Cutler

Darcy Dean, Darrell Dean, Mary Delano, Penny Dolliver

Joye Emerson, Dena Evans

Ralph Fairweather

Fred Geiger, Alfred Graf, Delila Grout

Gunnar Haglund, Howard Hall, Kaye Hansen,
Sandie Hedrick, John Hemingway, Judy Herford,
Larry Hertz, Jean Hildebrand, Roger Hudson,
Sam Hulett, Floyd Hunter

Anna Johnson, Donald F. Jones, William Alan Jorgensen

Connie Kendrick, Annette Knight, Cindy Knippers,
Dale Kohler, David Koile

Pat Lahrman, Diane Loasby, Jim Lynch

James Macki, Mary Massey, Dina McClelland,
Georgine McGinnis, Eugene McVey, Judy Merrtt,
Paula Miller, Bonnie Mott, Elba Ruth Murphy

Charlotte Nugent

John "Jack" O'Connell, Jim Ott

Linda Parker, Ron Parmer, Mary Anne Parrish,
Gregory Paxton, Richard Peterson, Sharon Phillips,
Joanne Powers

Peter Rayment, Joseph Reynolds, Beatrice Rios,
Peggy Romine

Debbie Sexton, Karen Shults, Bill Simpson,
Carol Smith, Jerry Smith, Barbara Spady

Robert Thomas, Mike Trout

Monika Voellmecke, Pat Volkman

Carolyn Ward, S. Ward, Donald Watson,
Ron West, Susan Wildenborg, Fred Wollenberg

-Gary Behymer (64)
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>>From: Gene Trosper (84)

Really? The Wilson sisters of Heart used to live
in Richland? I'd heard rumors of it years earlier,
but it does seem that way!

By the way, their names are Ann and Nancy.

Very beautiful and talented women.

-Gene Trosper (84)
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>>From: Paul Case (67 Bulldog)

I'm a Pasco Bulldog (PHS '67), but my wife is a
Bomber - Paula Vinther Case (69).  I'm quite
impressed with your Alumni Sandstorm and how
well it's sustaining itself - maybe a touch of
jealously.  I scan them occasionally for familiar
names, etc.  Recently mentioned were The Bubbles,
Beer Falls, the flume in Pasco, the Social Club in
Kennewick (although I was a couple years too
young for that).  It sure brings back some memories.
I even seem to remember some Bombers stealing
(or at least trying to) our Bulldog mascot, especially
during basketball season, and PHS attempting the
same with your Bomb.

One name familiar to me is Joe Large.  I was in
The Columbians Drum and Bugle Corps when you
were.  I'm sure you remember Alan Taylor, Loren
Fussman (sp?), Sarge, Jeff Jumper, Ron Bailey,
and many others.  Were you with us when we
competed at a national competition in Las Vegas?
It must have been around 1962 or 63, my memory
also gets foggy.  I believe we placed either 4th or
7th -- not bad for a small town, rag-tag outfit!  I
got to talk with Alan Taylor at our reunion in 1997;
he's teaching band in Oregon (again, can't remember
exactly where).  Loren also stopped by with Alan
on the Friday night informal gathering.

Now, Joe, what really impresses me is that you
remember The Big Rock Candy Mountain!  I have
very vague memories of listening to that song many
times, but about all I can remember is the title.  On
those rare occasions when its title pops into my
head, I always have trouble finding anyone else
who remembers it.

I'm not sure if I've seen anything about this here
or not, but does anybody remember those spud guns?
You loaded it by poking the end of the barrel into a
potato.  I don't remember exactly how they worked,
must have been compression.  I think one potato must
have been good for maybe 50  rounds or so.  It may
have been a reference I saw here to the old
clothespin match guns that made me think of these.

I only meant to write a line ot two to Joe, but once
you get going it kind of snowballs!  I guess that's one
of the reasons for your success with the Sandstorm --
once the memories start flowing it's hard to cut them
off.  Cyber-synergy!

Thank you for allowing me to visit your Alumni Sandstorm,
and best wishes for continued success.

-Paul Case (67 Bulldog)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/22/99
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10 Bombers and one Bomber Mom sent stuff in:
Claris Van Dusen (48), Doreen Hallenbeck (51)
Mary Lee Lester (58), Kathy Lamb (62),
Jim House (63), Ed Temple (67),
Pam Ehinger (67), Sandy Kaas (68),
Darcy Doyle (77), Dave McAdie (79),
B.J. Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Claris Van Dusen Troutman (48)

Hi Sandstorm Alumni --

And Hi to you Dick Harris (49).  I really didn't
know you in high school, but I remember your
name.  I graduated in 1948.  And you sure are
right about those "wonderful" prefab houses.
I lived in "A" houses from 1945 to 1949 (after
a year at CWCE in Ellensburg) and then after a
marriage in 1950 I lived in a one bedroom prefab.
Actually, they were quite nice -- just the right size
for a couple.  Lots of fond memories from the late
forties and fifties.  I do remember prefab roofs
flying around during sand storms, as well as garbage
cans and lids.  Loved those Doopus Boomer cartoons!
They told it like it was.

Good to hear from you grads of the forties.  Keep
chattin'  -- and stay well.

-Claris Troutman (nee Van Dusen -- then Knox) ('48)
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>>From: Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51)

Enjoyed reading Dick Roberts recollection of
prefabs.  It brought to my mind the wooden
water barrels on downtown street corners.
Next to the water barrels were salt tablets
to help the body sustain the hot summer days
with no shade trees anywhere to be seen.
Does anyone else recall these barrels & tablets?

As youth we spent many hours riding the free
bus service all over town -- just had to get
transfers and you could go anywhere you
wanted at no cost.  Of course this was in 1944-45.

Then there was the Hi-Spot Club - located in a
two-story building near where the current
Albertsons is located.  Burgers, music and fun
times were had by all.

-Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter ('51)
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>>From: Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58)

Thanks to Steve Piippo (70) for mentioning the
'58 team since others have been talking about
great players.  That is the team that brought the
first state boys' basketball title to Richland.
Judy DeMeyer (58-deceased) and I rode the
train over to Seattle and stayed at the Vance
(seems like that was one of the last years the
Vance allowed Richland students to stay there).
Were those games played at the U?  That part is
fuzzy.  It's been great teaching at RHS with so
many Bombers and having many second generation
Bombers as students.

-Mary Lee Lester Yarborough (58)
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>>From: Kathy Lamb Brown (62)

Tex Ritter was my favorite who sang "Big Rock
Candy Mountain".

Another favorite I recall was "Mockingbird Hill"
by who?  -- Les Paul and Mary Ford?  It seems to
me they played that on the merry-go-round.

-Kathy Lamb Brown (62)
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>>From: Jim House (63)

Congratulations to Hope Solo (99?).  She was
named a repeat High School All American soccer
player from Richland in today's Parade magazine.
Normally I only scan Parade to check Marilyn Vos
Savant's column for errors while eating my
obligatory Sunday morning bran muffin.  But today
it was great to see a Bomber get national honors.

Let's salute Hope.  Way to go!  Now I've got to go!

-Jim House (63)
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>>From: Ed Temple (67)

To Ted Cadd (66) and Kathy Rathjen (66)

Re: Goethals

Actually streets were much odder as you probably
recall way back then because of the fenced off
area between what was then Goethals, Knight,
Stevens, and Swift.  Also it depended on the timing
of the addition of the streets.

Goethals was a very old street coming down its
present position from the northwest past Garmo's
and Ray's Pharmacy (the only place to buy Superman
Comics in town) at Symons to Williams and then
jumping over to the present position of Jadwin south
of Stevens and continuing on just west of the library,
old fire station, and downtown.  Jadwin, north of
Williams wasn't added as a street until the Uptown
Shopping district was developed in 1950.

Duane started south of Lee.  The area of present day
Goethals north of Lee was, of course, covered with
dorms back then.  The small section of present day
Goethals that today runs between Williams and Swift
back then ran in front of the old hospital and was
named Guthrie.

-Ed Temple (67)
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>>From: Pam Ehinger Nassen (67)

RE: PreCUTs

Maren, we lived in a Precut on the corner of
Wilson and Thayer.  But the floor plan they
show, the floor plan is just backwards.  Our
bedrooms were switched around.  In the floor
plan, calling the back of the house North and
the front south, our bedrooms were on the East
side not the West side as the plans show.  Were
there 2 different floor plans for the precut?

-Pam Ehinger Nassen 67
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>>From: Sandy Kaas Wallace (68)

I haven't been keeping up with all the Sandstorms,
but noticed a comment in today's that talked about
the Marlin negatives that are available at the CREHST
Museum (Columbia River Exhibit of History, Science
and Technology).

My sister Judy Kaas Skogen (66) and I went down
there during Christmas Vacation and found lots of
family groupings.  My wedding pictures were all
there too.  I bought all my wedding negatives for
only $20.  They also had all the pictures my family
had taken since I was born.  Plus all the graduation
pictures for my sister, brother and I.  It's really
worth a trip there, if you have a desire to get a
hold of those old negatives.

-Sandy Kaas Wallace (68)
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>>From: Darcy Doyle Hupf (77)

To Anne Mitzlaff (77) regarding the school bus
window incident.... Hey, now!!! Deny, Deny, Deny...
that's what I always say!

To all who went to Ray King's (49) funeral... what
a wonderful show of support and love that spanned
many generations!  To Linda King: Ray would be
proud to have seen you win the "Ray" contest over
your brothers! I'm just impressed you survived growing
up with "those King boys"!  And Norma King, you were
always like my second mom... the one who laughed
when I got in trouble... instead of grounding me!

-Darcy Doyle Hupf (77)
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>>From: Dave McAdie (79)

To Joe Large (68), Gene Trosper (84)

Re: Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart

There is a very good article/interview with
Lou Wilson, Ann and Nancy's mother regarding
her two beautiful and talented daughters. It
talks about when/where each was born and of
all the places they lived - not once is Richland,
WA mentioned :)

Sounds like somebody's overactive imagination at
work - but none of us could ever be accused of
that, right!!!!  They do (Heart, that is) have very
distinctive Northwest beginnings though - from
Bellevue to Vancouver, BC.

Out!

-Dave McAdie (79)
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>>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

Something I have heard and wondered if it were
true.  Did the United Protestant Church begin here
in Richland when members from all denominations
went to one huge church, maybe out in North Richland?

I wanted to say our whole family loves the Sandstorm,
it has really taken off hasn't it?  Due to your hard
work Maren and Gary I recognize so many of my
children's friends names and then, too, some of the
people our age, too.   Even heard from an old friend
in Phoenix that I hadn't heard from since he was a
teenager. (Steve [Ernest) Such, who graduated some
time in the late seventies I think) So the Sandstorm
does bring friends together.

-BJ Davis (Bomber Mom )
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/23/99
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14 Bombers sent stuff in:
Dick Harris (49), Sandra Atwater (51),
Steve Carson (58), Marv Carstens (61),
Mike Brady (61), Patsy Noble (61),
Patti McLaughlin (65), Janice Klusman (66),
Lee Bush (68), Phil Jones (69),
Jeanette Dyken (73), Jeanette Haberman (73),
James Wilson (76), Patty (??)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

My recollection was that when we arrived in
Richland in August of 1944, the Catholic and
United Protestant Churches had been constructed
and were being used by their respective
congregations.  Both were constructed, I understood
from military base plans for military chapels.  The
United Protestant Church, which eventually became
Central United Protestant was established at the
request of the government by the Methodist
denomination and staffed by Methodist ministers.
However, it was to be kept strictly as
interdenominational to fill the needs of all Protestants.
The first senior minister was Reverend (I think
Thomas, or that may have been his son's name only)
Atchison (Perhaps Achison).  The associate minister
was Rev. Kenneth Bell, a bachelor.  Eventually,
Kenneth Bell married and served in a number of
churches in the conference.  I can remember my
family visiting him and his wife and children in the
parsonage in Cashmere, WA.  Eventually, the Lutheran
church was built up on Van Giesen, I think!  And from
then on, many other churches were added as the town
expanded and the needs were perceived.

-Dick Harris, '49
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>>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51)

Oh, yes, I do remember the salt tablets! Every
time I hear or see something about salt not being
good for you, I think of the salt tablets the
government wanted people to take!

The wind was so terrible bringing all the sand
into the house. I remember that well with having
to clean the window blinds. It seems like that was
a constant job!

Wasn't there a Hi-Spot at the Community Center
too? Wasn't the one you are talking about, Doreen,
the Hi-Spot? It seems there used to be dances at the
old Knights of Columbus building going out of Richland.
Anyone remember? Remember the jitterbugging? There was
a couple that used to dance and everyone would stand
back and watch and it was called Dirty Boogie?????????
Or am I crazy --- don't answer that!

Yes, I also remember the free buses and the signs on
the inside telling people to be quiet about ---------- don't
remember the exact words. I still think of how amazing it
was that they could keep a secret of such a huge thing.

My Dad had saved gas coupons so we could go fishing in
Idaho and when he went to the country store one morning
there was the headline of the bombing and that was the
first that my Dad knew what he had been doing. Really
amazing!

-Sandra Atwater Boyd 1951
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>>From: Steve Carson (58)

For Mary Lee Lester (58)

Yes the State Tournament was played at the Pavilion
at the University.  I have super memories of the Vance
and was probably among the Bombers that contributed
to the ban.  We also took the train over and partied
for four straight days.  Great teams and a great time.

-Steve Carson 58
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>>From: Marv Carstens (61)

For those interested:

I saw an inquiry re:  Tom Barton, the English and
drama teacher who was at Col-Hi from the mid-50's
through the class of '61, and can provide the
following information.

Tom began teaching at CBC in the fall of '61, and
was THE man in drama and English for the next
four or five (six?) years.  He then was hired at WSU
in English, where he remained until his death last
year at age 66.  He began as an instructor in English,
moved up to assistant professor, then to full professor.
Before his (my word here) UNTIMELY passing, he had
been appointed Chair of the English department, and,
for the last several years was coordinator of the
WSU summer language program.  His wife, Betty, is
also deceased.

Hope this information is of interest to those of us
who remember Tom as the perennial "senior class
favorite teacher" (along with Warren Scott and
Nadine Brown.

-Marv Carstens, '61
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>>From: Mike Brady (61)

Thanks for the information about  the pre-fabs.
My mother lived in one until she passed away in
1997.   Our family moved to the 1400 block of
Goethals in 1944.  We lived in a  2 bedroom "B"
house for about 12 years. My dad built me a
bedroom in the basement. Each night when I
would go to bed, I would sit on the top step for
awhile  checking for monsters or other invaders.
When there was a break-out at the Walla Walla
Penitentiary I was certain that the escapees
were hiding in my basement.

I especially enjoy reading the history of the 40's
in Richland as I was too young to remember, and
who can forget the 1957 and 58 Bomber basketball
teams.  I can still hear the fans screaming, "WE
WANT NORRIS!" even though we were leading by 30.

-Mike Brady (61)
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>>From: Patsy Noble Eichner (61)

RE: Hi Spot Pictures

For anyone's enjoyment and some special
memories for many.

-Patsy Noble Eichner (61)
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[http://richlandbombers.com/allbombers/HiSpot/00.html]
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>>From: Patty McLaughlin Cleavenger (65)

To: Kathy Lamb Brown (62)

I can remember the words to Mockingbird Hill.
But was the singer Patti Page?

-Patti McLaughlin Cleavenger (65)
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>>From: Janice Klusman McCurdy (66)

Yes, and to Kathi and Ted.... I live on Goethals Dr
(formerly known as Duane)  I am in a pre-cut put
up in the 1940's, but it had been re-modeled with
an addition onto the width of the house at the back.
That way I have a dining room just behind the utility
room, but still close to the kitchen.

I remember the street when it was Duane and I was
just a kid.  I always wanted my Dad to drive down
this street because of all the tall trees on the west
side of the street. I thought it was so cool in the
late afternoon when the entire street was shaded!

-Janice Klusman McCurdy (66)
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>>From: Lee Bush (68)

Recently got my first computer.  I had been reading
the Alumni Sandstorm via my brother - Gary Bush (66) -
who would print them out for me.  I've enjoyed reading
entries from all the other alumni.  Today, I read
Sandy Kaas Wallace's (68) mention of the photos at
CREHST.  My sister - Dorothy Bush Vowels (72), went
down and bought family photos from 1956!

Also, speaking of house configurations - maybe it has
already been mentioned - but the Richland Senior
Citizens Association was selling Christmas tree
ornaments this past Christmas depicting the profile
of the "A" house.  The ornament also had a sentence
on it mentioning how many of the "A" houses were
built.  They are currently sold out, but I understand,
via my Dad, that they might be ordering more.  Plans
are to produce ornaments depicting each series of
government houses built.  The Richland Senior Assn.
is using the profits to build a new Senior Citizens
Center - boy do they need a new one with much
easier access and increased parking.

Short hi to all my alums out there.  I retired from the
Richland Police Dept. in 1989 after serving my home
town for sixteen years.  I retired to degenerative
arthritis of the knees, since then I've been battling
the old weight problem. Met a few of you during my
tenure at the PD - both in good and bad times.  It was
an honor to be hired by Richland.  I am now a 9-1-1
dispatcher for SE-Comm, administered by City of
Richland, which serves all of Benton  County except
for the City of Prosser providing police/deputy, fire
or ambulance.  Maybe I'll speak to you.  Take care
and keep submitting items to the Sandstorm!

-Lee Bush (68)
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>>From: Phil Jones (69)

To Joe Large (68) and Rich Crigler (70)

The Beach Boys used to play at our sock hops at
Carmichael too.  Afterward they always wanted
to take me to ZIPS and buy me a Papa Jo, fries
and tartar and a cherry coke.  I usually couldn't
go because Marilee Rush was waiting for me
outside the roller rink.

-Phil Jones 69
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>>From: Jeanette Dyken Yarger (73)

Dick Harris (49) talks about living at 1800 Longfitt.
That brings back a lot of memories for me.  My
grandparents lived there from (?--all my life that I
know of 1954) until 1997.   That house holds many
memories for me.

-Jeanette Dyken Yarger (73)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni page Guest Book:

>>From: Jeanette Haberman (73)

Date: Mon Feb 22 09:58:15 1999

Living in Pennsylvania, I feel so far away from my
roots in eastern Washington. I am glad my brother
emailed me this site!

-Jeanette Haberman (73)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: James C. Wilson (76)

Date: Mon Feb 22 17:28:13 1999

Wunderbar! A Bomber Web site

It was with great pleasure to see your Bomber web
site for all the old Col-Hi aficionados. Even though
I am now a teacher at Hanford High, along with the
estimable L. Tucker, I still own several pairs of
green and gold RHS athletic socks. Remember
Mr. Allen? The Projection Room? Morley Paul's class
doing Julius Caesar? Oh yes, many vintage memories....

-James Wilson (76)
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>>From: Patty de la Bretonne ('65)

We lived in a precut on McPherson between Wilson and Van
Geisen, and the precut next door to us(where Erin Owens
lived) was a mirror image of ours. Also some of them had
little entry way jogs (areas) and some did not. Ours did
not. Patty
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/24/99
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11 Bombers, 1 curator, 1 Mom and 1 Teacher today:
Dick Harris (49), Ray Gillette (49),
Doreen Hallenbeck (51), Ralph Myrick (51),
Carol Staples (54), Marguerite Groff (54),
Bob Cadd (70) / Cathy Lee (70),
Rich Crigler (70), Mike Davis (74),
Jenny Smart (87), Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom),
Lynn Dunton (Teacher), Connie Estep (CREHST Curator)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

RE: Re: Sandra Atwater Boyd's (51) comments on couple jitterbugging!

Hi Sandra!  The couple you mention that everyone
used to stand around and watch in my era, was Bob
Fitzpatrick and Dawn Weeks.  They were both rather
short in stature, as I remember it, but tall in talent
and dancing skills! They eventually married and Bob
went into the Navy, as I remember it.  I sold them my
1936 Ford, Three-Window Deluxe Coupe, with
Washington Blue color, for about $300, and I have
had seller's remorse ever since.  I found another,
same model, and restored it and painted it Hawthorne
Green Metallic.  It had a Columbia two-speed rear axle,
so was special!  In the '70's, I was in Auburn, Indiana,
where many old classic cars were manufactured in their
heyday, and I toured the Auburn, Cord, Duesenberg
Museum in that city.  My sister, Lyn, (Ethel, Ethelyn)
was escorting me as a part of my visit in Fort Wayne.
We enjoyed the seeing all of the very expensive and
expertly restored automobiles, but the one that caught
my eye, was a Washington Blue, Three-Window, Deluxe
Ford Coupe, sitting back in the corner, not being featured
at all.  I told my sister, some day I'm going to have one of
those again.  Sure enough, a few years later, I found one,
partly restored and the owner was getting burned out in
the restoring process.  We made a deal and I completed
the job!  A few years later, a member of the Early Ford
V-8 Car Club, advertised for that exact car from Michigan.
He wanted to re-create his honeymoon, of some 50 years
ago, as an anniversary surprise for his wife.  The nostalgia
of that proposal, got my attention and I sold it to him.
Again, I have had seller's remorse, ever since.  Anybody
got a '40 Ford Convertible they want to sell, like the one
Mary Triem and Glen Mowery used to sport! Anyway, Bob
and Dawn, the jitterbugging pros!

Thanks for sharing the Hi Spot pictures.  Looks like Phil
Raekes jitterbugging to me!  Also looks Neil Goff in the
picture on the left.  I suppose someone will point out to me
that all of the persons are identified elsewhere in the
download.  Learning about someone's grandparents living
in our old prefab was special.  Thanks, Jeanette Dyken Yarger!

-Dick Harris '49
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>>From: Ray Gillette (49)

I'm not sure when the name Hi Spot came into
being but the original "Teen age club" was
situated in W-17 (W=Woman's Dorm).  As the
Men's and Women's Dorms were being slowly
phased out, one of them #17 was converted to
a place for us to congregate and have fun.  The
lower floor was mostly games and refreshments
(pool and ping pong).  Some of us would play
games during the early part of the evening and
then go upstairs later for dancing.  It was a great
place for fun and games.

Later, part of the Community Center (Recreation
Hall) took over for those activities.  So, it is true
Sandra Atwater Boyd (Hi Sandra) that we had at
least two teen age clubs.  I still remember competing
with Ray King (49-R.I.P.) and others playing ping
pong and learning how to play pool in those places.
Never did learn how to dance very well though.   I
must have stayed downstairs too long.  Our dance
champions from my class were Bob Fitzpatrick and
Dawn Weeks who could really trip the light fantastic
in those days.

-Ray Gillette (49)
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>>From: Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51)

The teen-age club I referred to was in a two-story
dormitory building, not at the current community
house in Richland.  The formal name of Hi-Spot
Club was not pronounced until about 1949 or 50 --
I recall one room where burgers were made, one
where cards/games could be played and one for
dancing.  Anyone else recall this location?  Sandra,
the now community house Hi-Spot was fantastic too;
we even held the Friday evening gathering of the
Class of '51 there in 1986 (our 35th) with cocktails
and hors d'oeuvres - the Saturday activity was elsewhere.

-Doreen Hallenbeck Waldkoetter (51)
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>>From: Ralph Myrick (51)

Too Lee Bush (68).  Hi Lee.  Nice to see your name
on the Sandstorm page.  I retired from teaching in
l994 and am working with the Richland Police
Department in the VIPs program.  You probably
hear me on the radio every Wednesday.  You know,
"Robert 430 to dispatch" and such.  Tom Lee's son
also works there.  I sure look forward to working
with them.  Everyone in the office is super. When
we call for police assistance every officer takes it
very seriously.  I would to say that if any of you
out there are looking for something to do go to your
local police department.  They all have such a need
for volunteers. If you are interested in the Richland
Police Department, call Sgt. Bill Tanner at 942-7770.
Hope to hear you on the radio, Lee.  And by the way,
I sat with Cris Vowels at Chief Lewis' retirement
luncheon Thursday.  Chris is really a top notch officer.
Man, his daughters have grown.  Kendra married, Leslie
going to school. and Jessica plugging on right behind
them.  What a neat family.

See you later,

-Ralph Myrick (51)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54)

Date: Tue Feb 23 22:37:50 1999

Inasmuch as I haven't been back to Richland since
leaving in '57, I've been like a kid in a candy store
spending this evening re-living places and events
posted by everyone. I have enjoyed reading
reminders of things that were there when... Would
love to attend a Reunion at least 1 time, but Orlando
is so far away.  Hopefully I will make it one day.
Richland was a unique place in which to grow up...
This is really a great idea and a good way to renew
old friendships.

-Carol Staples Gardner-Emmons (54)
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)

To Dick Harris (49)

Your information regarding the early churches in
Richland was interesting.  We moved here in 1945
and the first church we attended was CUP.  What
most of us kids liked most about it was the balcony
in the old church.  That was the days when all
women wore hats to church and we loved to look
at the hats and often times made fun of a few.  I
also remember that our Brownie and Girl Scout
meetings were held in the church basement.
Eventually, when I was in 5th grade I decided to
start attending Richland Lutheran.  Maybe I
started there because it was a little closer to
my home.  Within a year or so my parents and
siblings followed me to that church.  I stayed
at Richland Lutheran until I was married and
moved away and for a few years after we
returned to Richland.  A little history about that
church.  In approximately 1945 (not sure of date)
Pastor Milton Grimsrud was sent to Richland to
start a Lutheran church.  At that point it was a
mission church.  He did find an empty grange
hall for sale on what is now the corner of
VanGiesen and Stevens.  It was purchased, then
God and Pastor Grimsrud proceeded to build a
church.  Over the years, that particular building
was remodeled, a steeple put on it, and eventually
it was replaced with the building that is there today.
I think the new church is beautiful, but I really
miss the small church (and the wonderful steeple)
that was there all the years I was growing up.

To: Sandra Atwater Boyd (54):
There was originally a High Spot in one of the
dormitory buildings, somewhere between what is
now Knight St. and Lee Blvd. (I think).  It's really
hard to look at things today and remember exactly
how they were back in the "olden" days.  I do
remember that we went square dancing in a
dormitory building which was just next to where the
High Spot was.  I also remember that I was too
young for High Spot and could hardly wait until I
was old enough to go there.  By the time we were old
enough, it had moved to the Community Center on
George Washington Way.  I was there almost every
Wednesday and Saturday night that it was open.  I
have many memories of those years and how much
fun we had.

Commercial Time for Class of 1954: - Hopefully
you've all received your letter regarding our 45th
reunion September 10-12.  As of today I have 5
persons registered.  I know from experience that
the first registrations come in pretty slow and that
I shouldn't be nervous - but!!.  Hopefully you are at
least making hotel reservations.  There will be a lot
of grads in town that weekend, since Club 40 is also
having their reunion. In the next week or so I'm going
to have Maren list all the classmates that we have lost
track of.  I need your help in locating as many as
possible.  Also, if there is anyone out there that hasn't
added your e-mail address to the Class of 54 site,
please do, or at least send me your e-mail address so
I can keep you informed about events, deaths, and a
report after the reunion.

-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Robert Cadd and Cathy Lee Cadd (70)

Date: Tue Feb 23 00:07:11 1999

Just found your web site from my brother-in-law.
It was so much fun to be connected again to RHS
but where is the class of 1970? We live in Redmond,
Washington. Our two sons also graduated from RHS
(Redmond, Washington) Look forward to the 30th in
2000. Thanks for putting this together.

-Cathy Lee Cadd (70)
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>>From: Rich Crigler (70)

Mike Franco  - Handshake ( haven't heard from
you for awhile. I know you have more to say)
Joe Large -- Playmates with Heart
Now, Phil (69) Jones -- Beachboy Burger Buddy -
and Dater of Miss Rush

Boy It's getting thick - I remember the Carmichael
boys hanging out at the Chief Jo Warriors' sock
hops -- something about the Chief Jo girls. The
other thing for Mr. Jones -- How long has it been
since you had just one Papa Joe?  The Cherry
flavor in the Coke was cherry vodka -- You
Carmichael guys always had a problem.  Still here
with more memory coming back every day,

-Crigler (70)
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>>From: Mike Davis (74)

Re: Phil Jones' (69)  response to Crigler's (70)
Merilee Rush claim:

I, too, Phil, remember the Beach Boys playing
at the soc-hop, but what you failed to mention
is that they were only the warm up band for the
big event later that evening - THE BEATLES. I
got to talk to Paul McCartney the next day.
Lennon and McCartney had spent the night
before with Crigler. I didn't see Ringo or George.
Crigler told me they were over at Franco's house.
Oh the memories!!!!

-Mike Davis (74)
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>>From: Jenny Smart Page (87)

Wondering if anyone out there in Bomber alum-ville
has an address for a couple of former RHS teachers.
Specifically, Jim Harbour, who taught various
Biology classes until retiring in '89 (?) and for
Karen Eitreim, a German language instructor who
left to become an administrator for the Lacy (?)
school district in 87.  I'll take either snail mail or
e-mail. Just would like to let these fine folks know
what a positive influence they had on my life... they
were fine instructors.

-Jenny Smart Page (87)
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>>From: Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom)

I am enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm a lot!  We
moved to a prefab in January 1947 as young
marrieds.  I remember the sand blowing.  I had
chenille bedspreads and one day was gone and
left a bedroom window open.  When I came home
the sand had filled in all the little spaces between
the rows of chenille.  What a mess and no vacuum
cleaner!  Another time we went out and left the
little door at the back of the house open so our
cat could get in and out.  When we came home,
about six cats came flying out that door! "Dingbat"
had been entertaining!

Keep those memories coming!

-Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Lynn Dunton (Teacher)

To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51),

I was happy to hear Hi Spot mentioned.  John
Pocrnich (Carmichael Coach) and I were directors
there in 1957-58.  I truly enjoyed my job and
resigned only because I moved to Southern California.

Kids were switching from jitterbug to bee-bop and
it was interesting keeping up with all the "45"
recordings. Do you remember the little disk with
the large hole in the center that needed an adapter
to be played on regular record players?

-Lynn Dunton (Teacher)
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>>From: Connie Estep (CREST)

The Columbia River Exhibition of History, Science and
Technology (CREHST) is looking for pictures of the
following letter houses: C, K, Q, R, S, U, V, Y.  The earlier
the photos the better and we would prefer photos with
little foreground or background.

-Connie Estep (CREHST Curator)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/25/99
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14 Bombers, 1 Bomber Mom and 1 Obit today:
Dick Harris (49), Glenna Kelly (55),
Ken Heminger (56), Max Sutton (57),
Nancy Jones (60), Walt Bailey (60),
Jinny Barnett (62), Paula Beardsley (62),
Betsy Fox (63), Paul & Mary Anne Vosse Hirst (63)
Tedd Cadd (66), M. Franco (70),
Anne Mitzlaff (77), BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

Yes, many of us remember the '48 flood!  I was
working, as was my sister-in-law, at the "Mug Inn",
a drive-in on the highway, just west of Kennewick.
We had to drive west through Benton City and I
think closer to Prosser, then into the Horse Heaven
Hills to get high enough to come back east to
Kennewick and work.  We were very glad that the
construction crews and equipment were available
to build the dike to protect the towns and property.
That was quite a mobilization of men and equipment.
Many of you will remember Gary Nield's (49) brother,
Vernal (46), just returning from a tour of duty in
Korea and his going down to the family's restaurant
in the converted barn, between Richland and the "Y."
The business was owned by the Nields and the Barons,
if I remember.  Vernal went out in a rowboat to check
the property and unfortunately was electrocuted.
What a tragedy, when he had survived a tour of duty
in Korea.

Hi Patty McLaughlin Cleavenger (65):  The artist I
remember singing "Mockingbird Hill" was the
"Singing Rage, Miss Patti Page."  Her real name was
Clara Ann Fowler and she was from Tulsa.  How do
I know this?  I saw it on TV this morning while I was
doing my 30 min. stint on Nordic Trac.  She is up for
a Grammy tonight as a grandmother.  Actually, I did
remember it was Patti Page and a couple of others she
was noted for were "Tennessee Waltz" and "Confess!"
Hope this helps!

-Dick Harris '49
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Glenna Darlene Kelly Gandenberger (55)

Date: Wed Feb 24 18:04:32 1999

Hi all:
Am especially interested in hearing from any of
my classmates of 1955. Anyone out there?

-Glenna Darlene Kelly Gandenberger (55)
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>>From: Ken Heminger (56)

It's always great reading the memories of some
of the old Bombers. It has a tendency to spark
some of my own like!.

(1) Everyone it seems, has a sand storm tale to
tell. Mine is this. Sometime in the early 50s my
dad and my uncle had to go to Benton City for
something (can't remember now what..) anyway
on the way back, some where along the line, the
old Jeep P/U they were in ran out of gas. They
sat there a few minutes wondering what to do
now. As you might guess traffic wasn't all that
heavy between Benton city and what was then
Heminger City /Enterprise. The wind as usual
was blowing pretty hard. My dad had an idea! He
told my uncle of his idea and they got out and
started to push the truck. Once it was rolling
good, they jumped back in and left the doors open.
The wind caught the doors like sails  and blew them
back into town and into the old Richfield gas station.

(2) Several people have mentioned the radio station
KALE. There used to be a western request program
called KALE Corral. Several of my friends and I
joined the Air Force together in 1955.  After spending
some time in basic training at Parks AFB California,
we all got together and decided to send a request to
KALE Corral and have it dedicated to our AF recruiting
Sergeant,  Sgt. Foley in Pasco. I have no idea now who
the DJ was at that time, but from what we heard he
really played it up. Sgt. Foley later said he hadn't heard
the request but that he certainly had heard about it. Oh
yeah, the song we requested was...  "You told a lie and
I believed you"

Grover, ask Terry about this. He should remember it.

(3) Someone mentioned riding a piece of plywood
being pulled by a car with a long rope in the irrigation
ditch. Yup! Been there, Done that!! I don't know what
irrigation ditch he was talking about. The only one I
know of divided Heminger City and Enterprise, now
West Richland. It was great fun. The one thing he
failed to mention was: If you slid over and hit the
bank you got thrown off the board and likely landed
in a lot of sand burrs. Even today I cringe at the
thought of pulling those buggers out!!  OK that's it
for me.

Bomber Cheers,

-Ken Heminger (56)
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>>From: Max Sutton (57)

>From Max Sutton (57) to anybody:  Does anyone
remember a Spanish teacher named Margeret
Collaton (spelling?).  We called her Maggie the
Carpetbagger because of the huge carpetbag she
carried everywhere.  Wonder what ever happened
to her anyway.  Was really good to hear about the
Wilson boys and all the people in that area.  We
lived at 218 Barth right next to the Jones for years.
Mom sold the house in 1985 after Dad died.  I
believe that it was a real neat area.  Sleeping out
at night in the park on Comstock and Barth and in
the night stealing cherries from Donna Ogden's
parent's tree.  Ah life! it was so good then.

-Max Sutton (57)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni Guest Book:

>>From: Nancy Jones Pritchard (60)

Date: Wed Feb 24 14:01:05 1999

Keeping in Touch

I am looking forward to keeping in touch with class
of 1960 members. I sent e-mails earlier in the year,
but Jim Johnson (now in Atlanta GA) was the only response.

I was Nancy Ann Jones.... I married the teacher
Jerry Larsen who taught English, Year Book, Newspaper
and had the School Annual....

Jerry died of a massive heart attack in 1996.

I climbed to the top of Mt Sinai in Egypt to marry my
current husband, Gordon Pritchard. He is a retired
Lutheran Minister also and went to the Seminary with
Jerry. Gordon and I have known each other 30 years.

I work as the Credentialing Manager for a new HMO
(dirty word) in Portland, Oregon. Would love to get in
touch with Chuck McElroy, Larry Rice, Gary Horton,
Barry Byron, Mary Lou Kelly, Glenda Dixon and many
more of you if I had the opportunity. Write to me!

-Nancy Jones Pritchard (60)
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>>From: Walt Bailey (60)

Hi fellow Alumni

Does anyone recall a Richland car club that was
formed in the mid to late 50's.  I recall meetings
and having a plaque on display in the back window
of my 53 Ford.  The plaque was aluminum and was
painted light blue with a pyramid symbol on it.  The
pyramid was to symbolize that we lived in the desert.

-Walt Bailey (60)
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>>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62)

Hello out there.  So good to be back.  I had lost
something in my home computer couldn't get
connected to the internet, but now I am whole.
Love reading all the memories.

Attended my husband's class reunion this summer
had a great time.  Left the E-mail address on the
table but not too many old folks are into computers.
I am sure some copied it though and I am sure more
will follow as they learn to navigate the internet
with the grandkids.

Loved hearing about  Hi-Spot, one of my favorite
places in junior high.  Mr. and Mrs. Dunton, were
usually the chaperones what great people to put up
with all the noise and confusion of a rowdy bunch
of teens going and coming. He was the chorus
teacher at Carmichael.  Dancer I remember most
was a guy we referred to as Little Louie - saw him
at the reunion and he could still dance circles
around most.

Hi out there class of 62.  (Jinny Barnett Howser)
Still here in Richland, never left. Why don't we
hear from you guys who are reading but not
responding? I know you're out there because you
are the ones who gave me this E-mail address.

-Jinny Barnett Howser (62)
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>>From: Paula Beardsley Glenn (620

To Dick Harris (49) and others re- CUP

I refer to the ALIVE book which was put together
for the 25th anniversary celebration of Richland
and the 40th anniversary of Hanford - December 1944 -
Rev. Father Sweeny held the first mass in the Catholic
Church, now Christ the King.  The United Protestant
Church held its first services in their new church.
In January of 1945 the United Protestant Church
was dedicated. Noted under a picture of the First
United Protestant Church, pg.11 - it says that built
in 1944 on the corner of Williams Blvd. and Stevens
Drive, just north of the present CUP.  The Catholic
Church across the street had the same basic design
but no steeple.

Trivia Question-  Who knows what the original name
of Carmichael Jr. High was when it was built in 1948?

See ya Bombers

-Paula Beardsley Glenn (62)
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from the RHS Guest Book:

>>From: Betsy Fox Vance (63)

Time: 1999-02-24 20:44:45

Comments: Hi, all old friends and classmates, Tis'
an interesting transition I am in right now. After
being away from Richland for 36 years, as a teacher
and/or school counselor in California, Colorado,
Friday Harbor, WA and Montana, I will be returning
to Richland. It will be fun to have my 2 sons going to
the HS from which I graduated back in 1963. (I
wonder if 'Zip's' and Lee Blvd. are still the places
to 'cruise'...) I am presently in Missoula, Montana as
a middle school counselor. If any of you who are in
the Tri-Cities hear of any counseling or teaching
positions, I would  appreciate it if you would let me
know. (Thanks..) I am certified in school counseling
(K-12) and teaching K-12  (HS Social Sciences and
History) Hope life has treated you all well over the
years. I'm looking forward to reconnecting with old
friends.

-Betsy Fox Vance (63)
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>>From: Paul and Mary Ann Vosse Hirst (63)

To:  Dick Harris (49)

Dick, what a delight to see the mention of Auburn,
Indiana.  We lived in Auburn from 1972 through
most of 1975 and truly enjoyed the car history
of that little burg (population 8,000), especially
Labor Day weekend when car owners from all
over the country and the world would bring their
cars for a parade, then park around the courthouse
square, and finally some of the cars would end up
at the two-day auction.  What a thrill to feel the
low, thumping rumble of a Duesenburg slowly
coming down the street in parade.  You could
feel it before you could hear it! The event was
a festival for old car lovers, with booths selling
parts, manuals, etc.  It seemed to us that almost
every old house in town had a garage with an old
car in it being restored. But that comes from its
roots as one of the original towns for producing
automobiles (Auburns, Cords and Duesenburgs,
McIntyres.) We look back on the town with fond
memories.

Also, to Joe Large (66)

Joe, while we were living in Auburn, Indiana, we
made friends with a couple there named Joe and
Julie Finn.  In talking with them one night, it turns
out they were friends with your brother Dennis
when they were in the Air Force stationed in
England.  When they mentioned his name, I said
you've got to be kidding - I remember him from
CYO and we went to the same high school!  Talk
about a small world.

-Paul and Mary Ann Vosse Hirst (63)
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>>From: Tedd Cadd (66)

For Dick Harris (49):

There were precuts interspersed in the prefab
areas in South and Southwest Richland.  We
lived in a three-bedroom prefab at 1039 Winslow
from 9/52 to 12/54, a three-bedroom precut at
903 Adams between 12/54 and 6/62 and a three
bedroom prefab again at 808 Winslow until I
graduated.  My mom still lives there.  There were
a mixture of precuts and prefabs on the Adams block.

-Tedd Cadd (66)
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>>From: M. Franco (70)

Good to hear from Bob Cadd (70)... and Crigler (70),
wasn't it cherry 7-up we drank at Zips? You never
could trust those Carmichael pukes... Jones took a
few too many bad hops off the ole tomato.. maybe
Joe Hedges didn't drag that infield like he should
have. Oh, by the way Rich, mind if I borrow your
motorcycle (Suzuki 250, if I recall!)??? I had a
pretty wild ride, didn't I? Any class of 70 (more or
less) up for crashin this class of 65 gig in June?
should be a good time and it is not as if we never
showed up uninvited before!!! think about it folks!

-M. Franco (70)
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>>From: Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77)

Jenny Smart Page (87) mentioned the science
teacher Jim Harbour and how influential he was.
I debated to send this memory of him in until
Jenny brought his name up.  He was an awesome
teacher, you know, the kind you like, respect, and
learn about the subject you're in there for PLUS
many other life long little things.

Anyway, one day we were doing a lab.  Mr. Harbour
had one basic rule for labs - No messing around.  We
were doing  something with chemicals and test tubes.
Cameron Mitchell walked by and retied my apron
behind the back of my chair.  I was going to undo it
after I did one more thing. I dumped some stuff into
a test tube and WHOOSH!  It shot up and splattered
the ceiling, I let out a startled scream as I went
backwards in my chair.  Mr. Harbour came flying out
of a side room right to me to see if I was ok. I was
fine until I realized I hadn't undone my apron from
the chair, and I had no way to hide it from Mr. H.
since he was the one helping me up!  The look in his
eyes changed from concern to anger to disappointment
all in a flash. He let us know we'd screwed up and he
didn't like it in a loud (but could have been louder)
tone.  Cameron and I felt so bad that we'd challenged
his one main request.  We apologized, but that isn't
the same. In a way, I got my lesson retaught.  The
stuff from the tube some how got on my pant legs
and bleached my dark green cords with white
polka-dots (garbage). Mr. Harbour was one of my
favorite teachers.  Seeing what we caused in his face
sure did bother us.  That's what great teachers can do.
They get students to care back.

-Anne Mitzlaff Gerken (77)
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>>From: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

To Harriet Hosack (Bomber Mom)

I, too, remember those flat top Prefabs, Harriet.
Mine and Norm's first home was one of the little
1 bedrooms.  We were still there when they put the
roofs on them.  They put those roofs on in just a
few hours, it is amazing that they have stayed on
all those years.  Ours, 1421 Perkins, was removed
in later years for Torbett to extend on through.
Wonder what ever happened to that cute little Prefab
When the government sold the houses they also sold
you the furniture in it and as you know the government
never thought of saving money on this project so the
furniture was well made.  Some of those dining room
sets are still prized possessions.  We bought some
great chairs too when they sold the furnishings of
the old Desert Inn.  Those lobby chairs were
practically indestructible but of course Mike and
Steve and their buddies eventually managed to do so.
They eventually ended up out on the patio for the many
Davis Court tournaments so they were put to good use.

Another thing I wanted to mention to those who would
take them serious, Mike Davis (74) and Rich Crigler (70)
are two of the biggest tall tale tellers on the net you know....

Best to all of you who write in, We all really enjoy the
Sandstorm.. You are great Maren and Gary to put so much
work in to the paper..   thanks.

-BJ Davis,  Bomber Mom of Sheila, Steve, Mike, Karen and
the twins, Kent (Wig) and Keith (Jumbo)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/26/99
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13 Bombers sent stuff in:
Shirley Watts (49), Sandra Atwater (51),
Carole Staples (54), Jimmy Boyd (55),
Sharon Panther (57), Pat Varvel (59),
Wally Carlson (61), Jinny Barnett (62),
Nancy Fellman (62), Mari Eckert (65),
Brad Upton (74), Sean Lewis (77),
Dave McAdie (79)
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>>From: Shirley Watts James (49)

It is interesting hearing about the old Hi-Spot
club.  I believe Ray Gillette (49) was correct
when he said it was in W-17 (women's dorm).
However, I know the Hi-Spot name came about
due to a contest when I was either a sophomore
or Jr. at Columbia High, because I entered it.
I can't remember who won, but I sure remember
the wonderful times I had there.

-Shirley Watts James (49)
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>>From: Sandra Atwater Boyd (51)

Hi Guys and Gals----Sure enjoyed all the responses.
This Sandstorm is so great cause some people can
remember things that others cannot and so it "fills"
in spaces in our memories.

Anything remembered about that bldg. going out of
Richland that I remember as having dances sometimes?

Has anyone ever thought, as I have, how lucky we
really were being in Richland during those years of
our lives? Everyone lived on the same level as far as
our parents incomes and so there were no problems
as to some being very rich and others very poor. We
were well taken care of (FBI,etc.)! Anyway, I think
it was a pretty good life during those times of war --
---------even if couldn't get candy bars all the time!!

To Lynn Dunton (Teacher)

Glad I mentioned the Hi Spot for you to remember
all your good times!

Sandra Atwater Boyd (51)
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>>From: Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54)

I hear people mention names of streets, and
suddenly they sound familiar, but can't place
where they are, etc. (Been away 45 yrs.) I lived
at 211 Armistead, believe it was an "E" house.
Later when the ranch houses were built I always
thought it would be neat to live in one of them.
But the "E" was nice and my Dad excavated the
basement and made an entertainment room for us
and then a workshop area for himself.  Mentioning
the entertainment room reminds me of  when we
finally were going to be able to get TV in Richland
- a lot of snow for awhile, but just a snowy image
was quite exciting - can you imagine!!??  and look
at us today talking back and forth on the computer.
As far as entertainment for us kids, "sock hop" 2
indoor  theaters, outdoor skating rink, and drive-in,
were it, until 3rd theater added.  Well, until later,
I have a lot of reading to do to catch up...

-Carole Staples Gardner-Emmons (54)
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>>From: Jimmy D. Boyd (55)

No response to question about "What is the Pit?" No
one wants to share?

-Jimmy D. Boyd (55)
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>>From:  Sharon Panther Taff (57)

One of the DJ's of the western request program
called KALE Corral was Lloyd Amon. If I remember
right it used to come on the afternoon.  To me Lloyd
and KALE were synonymous.

-Sharon Panther Taff (57)
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>>From: Pat Varvel (59)

RE: Hi Spot Pictures
  http://richlandbombers.com/allbombers/HiSpot/00.html

I think you'll find Dianne Goodenow (59) in the
second picture and I think Sandy Stice (60) might be on
the left in the third picture.  Check it out.

-Pat Varvel (59)
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>>From: Wally Carlson (61)

Carmichael was to be named Captain Gray in honor
of the explorer who discovered the mouth of the
Columbia River. If Captain Gray had been used, then
Carmichael would also have had a name pertaining to
the history of the northwest. I seem to recall that
"Capt Gray" was printed on the inside of some of the
locker doors, apparently as shipping directions from
the factory. I had been told that Carmichael was the
name of the people who owned the land on which the
school was built. I don't have any idea if that is true
or not.

I had recently heard of the passing of Tom Barton
who taught senior comp and lit. I remember him as the
first teacher who encouraged us to think and then
defend our thoughts, rather than just spit back facts.
I am glad to hear that he got an opportunity to teach
at the college level. I am especially glad to hear that
it was at WSU. (I was WSU '65)

-Wally Carlson '61
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>>From: Jinny Barnett Howser (62)

TO: BJ Davis (Bomber Mom)

>From one Bomber Mom to another.(Bomber also)
Wig and Jumbo went to school with 2 of my
daughters.  Tana and Tara Garrett.
Always enjoyed them.

-Jinny Barnett Howser (62)
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>>From: Nancy Fellman Lysher (62)

To Walt Bailey (60)

I have one of those plaques of the car club
somewhere in my "stuff".  It belongs to my
husband Gary Lysher '60 and it was in the
window of his 55 Chevy he "raced" at Ellensburg,
Deer Park, etc.  Maybe even in Columbia park!
Remember the races at Columbia park and trying
to disappear when they were raided? I think I
even have some of Gary's old trophies.  I
remember riding to the "line" with Gary and then
jumping out and running over to the side to watch
him race.  I also recall the day I came home from the
hospital in October 1963 with our first son and
being dumped at his mother's while he went on to
the drag races at Deer Park. He never did grow up...
continued to race or go to one every chance he could
find an excuse.  Who else out there remembers who
was in that club and what was the name?

-Nancy Fellman Lysher '62
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>>From: Leona "Mari" Eckert Leahy (65)

Hi Maren. This is (Leona) Mari (Eckert) Leahy,
class of 65. Just had to tell some folks some
interesting news I came across today.

Went to Kadlec Hospital this morning, and on
my way to the elevators by the route from the
Emergency entrance I got enthralled with old
newspaper clippings hung on the walls along
that route. Since this was a route I'd never
used before, maybe they have been up there
for years as far as I know, but it was neat
seeing these for the first time. What was really
thrilling (sorry, but my life's kind of dull at the
moment!) were news clips from the Seattle Times,
dated April 3, 1949. Had baby pictures of seven
babies, with their mother's (one of the pictures)
and one of just six of the seven babies, all by
themselves. These kids all had to be close to my
age. Here are their names: Susan Knight, Alex Park,
Suzanne Berry, Laura Parker, Chris Janos, Jimmy
Figgenshaw, and Karen Peck. Don't know for sure
if the Laura Parker is the same one I grew up with
but like I said, it looked like the babies were the
right age group. The article said that since June of
1944, 2300 babies had been born at Kadlec without
the loss of any mothers. Our parents were quite
prolific weren't they? Apparently not much to do
in Richland in those early days besides cozying up
with your loved one!! Anyway, thought some might
find this interesting and maybe want to check it out
for themselves. Love reading all the stuff from your
writers... they all seem like old friends! Bye for now.

-Leona "Mari" Eckert Leahy (65)
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>>From: Brad Upton (74)

Here's a memory I've been sitting on.  Carmichael
offered a class during the 8th grade called Intro.
to Foreign Language.  You took Spanish, German
and French for 6 weeks each and then you could
decide which one you liked and wanted to take in
9th grade.  During my 6 weeks in Mrs.. (Frau) Painter's
class, Jerry Sions and myself made life miserable for
her with our smart mouths and constant disruptions.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.  Anyway, one day
Mrs. Painter took me out in the hall and asked me
(actually yelled at me),  "Brad Upton, do you think
you're going to grow up and be a comedian someday?
Is that what you want to be?  Do you think some day
you're going to get paid to make people laugh?  You
need to get back in that classroom and get serious
because I don't find you the least bit funny."  Thank
you Frau Painter for perhaps planting the seed.  I just
did my 3000th  performance the other night.  I'm off
to Las Vegas tomorrow night for 1 show and then back
on Saturday.  I'm planning on doing a show at RHS
Auditorium on April 17th.  I expect %100 attendance
by those of you still in the Tri-Cities and then we'll all
go drink some beer somewhere.  I'll give you more
details later and I apologize for this commercial
announcement.

Brad
PS.  Is Mrs. Painter still around?  I'd love to send her
free tickets.

-Brad Upton (74)
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>>From: Sean Lewis (77)

Hey! Here's one for you. Does anyone have any
recollections of either the Water Follies festivities
around 1963-66, and/or the Richland Players
theater organization around that same time? My
mom, Jan Lewis was involved a lot in both and I
remember being in the Water Follies Pageant (I
think that's what it was called) when, I believe,
the Miss Tri-Cities was crowned, down in Columbia
Park at night. I still remember all the excitement
of the carnival and cheap rides and souvenirs and
lights and junk food at that carnival -- all the more
dramatic at night. I was the kid in the pageant who
carried the crown on the very "royal-looking" pillow
before they crowned her. I did that for a two years,
I think, and didn't drop it ONCE, thank you very
much. And my mom was in a number of Richland
Players productions around then and I was one of
the obnoxious kids (don't you just hate typecasting??)
in "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" with her. Her best friend,
Louise Thayer, was in a number of them with her. I
still have the programs. Anyone remember any of that stuff?

-Sean Lewis (77)
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>>From: Dave McAdie (79)

My thoughts and prayers go out to the King
family and to the Deberry family in their time
of loss.  I graduated with Hal Deberry (79) and
Linda (King) Goetz (79).  I remember Ray always
being around the Baseball fields when I played
Pony and Colt.  The thing I remember the most
about Jean Deberry was at our 10-year reunion.
She was a great help and seemed to be just one
of us - she knew/remembered all of us, at least
if we had ever played ball - it seemed.  They
were both great people in our Richland community -
they will be missed.

To Betsy Fox Vance (63) who asked (I wonder if
'Zip's' and Lee Blvd. are still the places to 'cruise'...)
- No Way!  Cruising is a dead pastime in Richland -
and, sadly, pretty much everywhere - they even
posted signs along Clearwater in Kennewick.  Some
of my fondest memories involve huge clouds of tire
smoke on Lee Blvd (in Payless parking lot).  Me and
my '67 GTO and our gang were part of the last era
of Lee/Payless/Zip's cruising.

In fact, the old Rosauer's next to Payless (if you
remember either of them - across from Zip's) is well
on it's way to becoming a new car dealership.  There
is a place in Kennewick, Stinky's (the old A&W) on
Kennewick Ave. just east of 395, that gets a bunch
of folks in their old "Hot Rods" on weekends.  No
cruising, just parking.

Take care all!  Gary and Maren - you're the Best!!!

Out.

-Dave McAdie (79)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/27/99
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9 Bombers and 1 Obit today:
Dick Harris (49), Marguerite Groff (54),
Walt Bailey (60), Gary Twedt (62),
June Smith (63), Peg Sheeran (63),
Phil Jones (69), Phil Owen (71),
Miriam Lewis (76)
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>>From: Dick Harris (49)

Ken Heminger (56) mentions riding the plywood
with the rope loop on the irrigation ditch.  I
remember similar escapades with many of us
from the class of '49 and up or down a year or
two, being pulled by Don "Igor" Haynes' 1928
four-cylinder Chev.  He had cut the top off of a
coupe so it was an open car, that provided lots of
fun!  One day it quit on Swift, just west of Long St.,
and he simply abandoned it temporarily.  On the
side, he had painted "Igor."  I came by and a
Richland cop asked me, "Hey, do you know this
here eager? I said, "I did."  He continued, "Tell
him to get this car the hell out of here!"  Thanks
for remembering!

For those Patti Page fans:  Today's Seattle P.I.
reports that Patti Page won a Grammy for Traditional
pop vocal performance: "Live at Carnegie Hall - The
50th Anniversary Concert."

-Dick Harris, '49
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins 54)

Following is an article from the Tri-City Herald today (2/26/99)

"An exhibit featuring Richland's ABC homes, cartoon
character Dupus Boomer and the "Alphabet Quilt"
are sure to entertain long-time Tri-City residents
and newcomers to the area.

The exhibit begins Saturday at the Columbia River
Exhibition of History Science and Technology,
(CREHST) on Lee Boulevard next to the entrance
to Howard Amon Park in Richland.

The exhibit -- called ABC Homes: the Houses That
Hanford Built -- will feature a history of the
alphabet houses, which were built in the 1940s to
accommodate the huge mss of workers who moved
to the Tri-Cities when Hanford became a focal
point in plutonium production during World War II.

The hand stitched alphabet quilt, created by
Richland quilter Margaret Fortune, ws designed
to illustrate all the alphabet homes, reproducing
the original color scheme the government used when
the homes were built.  The various house designs
covered the alphabet from A to Z with I, J, N, O,
P, W and X missing from the list.

The history of the Mid-Columbia cartoon character
Dupus Boomer also is featured in the exhibit, which
continues through August.  Photocopies of the
cartoons created by Dick Donnell, who was a DuPont
and General Electric union relations manger at
Hanford, will profile the cartoonist and his popular
comic among Tri-Citians during the 1940s.  "Dupus"
is a combination of DuPont and U.S. Boomer that
referred to the boomtown Richland had become
during those postwar years.  The cartoons are
sketched in black and white and have affectionately
become known as the Homer Simpson of the 1940s
and 1950s.  The cartoons appeared regularly in the
Richland Villager newspaper.  Donnell portrayed
Boomer as a Hanford worker who lived in one of
the city's prefab homes.  He poked fun at the city's
scarcity of trees, long lines at the barber shop, the
gallons of coffee guzzled by workers and the lack
of houses."

I wouldn't be surprised if this is one of the best
attended exhibits the CREHST has had.  When I
first read the article, I was sorry for those of you
who live away and would love to see the exhibit.  In
fact I want them to extend the exhibit thru the first
half of September.  Club 40 (and of course Class of
'54) will have reunions in September and I know that
would be a very attractive exhibit for the attendees.
At the very least I wanted you to have this information
in case you had an opportunity to visit the Tri-Cities
while the exhibit is open.  I would encourage any other
classes having reunions this summer to add this exhibit
to a list of activities your attendees might want to
participate in.  Any of you locals have clout with the
Board of Directors at CREHST?

-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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>>From: Walt Bailey (60)

THE PIT

Somewhere near Kennewick, I think.  Was a hole
about 25 foot deep.  Someone had dumped a lot
of red foamy rubbery stuff in it.  The idea was
to drive to the edge after dark, kiss your girl
good bye and jump into the darkness, and hope you
had chosen the right side of the pit to jump from.

ANOTHER MEMORY

Does anyone remember the Saturday night (57-59)
that someone drove there dad's car into a pit south
of Richland and across the railroad tracks.  I
remember going out to look at it and it was nose
down over the embankment. No one was seriously hurt.

-Walt Bailey (60)
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>>From: Gary Twedt (62)

I don't remember a car club with a pyramid on
their plaque, but there must have been two dozen
or so of us who formed "The Shifters" in about
1961.  The plaque was cast aluminum, about the
size of a license plate, had a light blue background
and besides the stylized club name, it had a roadster
with a Mad magazine type goon shifting a very tall
shift lever (probably drawn by Bob Irwin).  Members
that come to mind were the Bergdahl brothers, Bobby
Irwin (62), and several guys from the class of '61.
Our cars were featured in the school Sandstorm
almost every week as the "Heap of the week".  One
of the nicest was a 56 Crown Vic, painted in heather
poly, had a rolled and pleated tonneau cover over the
back seat area hiding a mattress that extended into
the trunk, complete with satin sheets.  I don't remember
who owned it.  Great cars, good times, wonderful memories.

-Gary Twedt (62)
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>>From: June Smith Colletti (63)

I have a question for the class of '63.... you have
to put your thinking cap on for this (and I don't
know the answer)... it was our sophomore year... (first
year of high school)... English teacher (woman).  She
ALWAYS wore a beige skirt and beige and green
blouse (always neatly pressed and cleaned) but
EVERY day!!  She had short straight blond hair,
pudgy face. She had the longest line of students
waiting outside her door during report card time
with the kids questioning their grade.  I think that
year was the last year she worked there (dah... wonder
why).  She did essays every Friday (some of them
impromptu).  You didn't put your name on the paper
(you were assigned a number).  I know this is kind
of a rough description... but my curiosity all these
years.  She accused me of cheating on an essay (was
given an A and it was crossed off because she found
out it was mine and just knew I couldn't have done
that well).  Gosh, all these years I've wondered her
name... The gal that sat next to me in class was
Leona Nelson.... Does anyone remember?

-June Smith (63)
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>>From: Peg Sheeran Finch (63)

To Sandra Atwater Boyd (51):
I know we had CYO (Catholic Youth Organization)
dances at that old Knights of Columbus building on
the south end of Richland (as you were leaving town)...
it was across from the "Rose Bowl".   I remember
having crushes on several of the younger priests
(who'd chaperone the dances), who all seemed to
be from Ireland and wore white socks with their
black suits.

To Brad Upton (74):
I don't remember Mrs. Painter, but I know there's
a Mark Painter, who teaches in Richland (who bicycle
-races with my husband) - maybe that's her son?  I'd
love to see your show - how would someone from
out-of-town (Omak) get tickets, do you know?

-Peg Sheeran Finch (63)
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>>From: Phil Jones (69)

Wally Carlson's (61) comments about Carmichael
originally to be named Capt. Gray were informative.
(Guys like Rich Crigler (70) having delusions of
adequacy over Chief Jo and like to make cracks
about Carmichael and our undeserved party
reputation.  He thinks Chief Jo girls had it over
Carmichael girls, but how would he know?)

I didn't know the original name was to be Capt.
Gray.  Before Carmichael was built, my dad reports
that it was a cherry orchard perhaps owned by the
Carmichael's (?)

Also, I don't know if the question about Duane
street being changed to Goethals was resolved.
Duane street ran from the by-pass (I remember
the access on to the by-pass being a death trap
with a grizzly wreck there in 68 or so.) to Lee
originally and stopped.  Duane did not go through
farther north as the land was occupied with buildings
around where the labor hall is now.  Goethals started
at Williams and went north.  Eventually Duane ran
through, north, to the uptown and Williams.  Now
one through street, the name was changed to Goethals
in 61 or 62.

-Phil Jones (69)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Phil Owen (71)

Date: Fri Feb 26 18:52:26 1999

What a great idea. It's fun reading through the
old memories. I hadn't thought about running
and biking behind the mosquito foggers in years.

-Phil Owen (71)
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>>From: Miriam Lewis (79)

Hi to all, I've been enjoying the Alumni Sandstorm
very much since my mom told me about it (she said
somebody mentioned my name in an entry but I
still haven't found that).

This is in response to Sean Lewis (77), about the
Richland Players, etc. It's really funny that I don't
remember specifically since we have the same last
name and my dad, Walt Lewis, was very involved in
publicity for both the Richland Players and the Light
Opera. I used to go to shows all the time and, in 7th
grade, was in "Fiddler on the Roof" which was
performed in the auditorium at Chief Jo. I guess it's
just that I can't remember ANYBODY'S name anymore
-- it's old age setting in! When come back to Richland
for visits, I do go through my old programs and my
dad's stuff and THEN I remember the names. Anyhow,
it was great fun and it definitely started my involvement
with theater which continues to this day (I'm currently
involved doing "The Threepenny Opera" which my own
production company is putting on).

-Miriam Lewis (76)
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Andy Melling (57)
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Alumni Sandstorm ~ 2/28/99
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15 Bombers sent stuff in:
Shirley Watts (49), Elva McGhan (50),
Marguerite Groff (54), Betty McElhaney (57),
Burt Pierard (59), Jim House (63),
Linda McKnight (65), Patti Snider (65),
Tedd Cadd (66), Nancy Zimmerman (67),
Tom Storms (69), M. Franco (70),
Rick Polk (70), Mark Kerns (74),
Julie Ham (77)
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>>From: Shirley Watts James (49)

Hi Sean Lewis (77):  You don't know me; I was
before your time, but I was in two productions
of the Richland Players in the 50's.  The names
of the plays were "Laura" and "Light Up the Sky".
Also, I was the designer of the water ski shows
for the water follies in their early days. In fact,
the water ski club I belonged to did a show for
President Eisenhower when he came to dedicate
a dam.  (I  can't believe I don't remember the
name of the dam.  My age must be catching up
with me.)  Just a few days before the show was
to take place, I crashed on a water ski jump and
tore open a leg so I couldn't take part in the festivities.

-Shirley Watts James (49)
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>>From: Elva McGhan Wallace (50)

To:  Phil Jones (69)

Your dad was right.  There was a cherry orchard
where Carmichael School sits.  The hill was much
steeper then. It was owned by Spencer P. Carmichael
and his wife Ruth.  Mr. Carmichael was the
Superintendent of Richland Schools for 14 years.
He was a very respected citizen of Richland.  He
died in 1938.

For any of you interested in pre 1943 Richland you
should read "Tales of Richland, White Bluffs and
Hanford 1805-1943.  Written by Martha Berry Parker.
It has many good pictures and articles.  Its a very true
account of early history and its people. It is sold at
both Richland and Kennewick museums and  local book
stores.

There is a picture on page 274 of  Richland's 1929
Girls State Championship Basketball Team.  My mother,
Bonnie Vandine McGhan, was a member of this team.
The Spokane paper declared her the "outstanding star
of the tournament." I never knew she was such a good
player until about 5 years ago when I read an old
newspaper clipping she had.

-Elva McGhan Wallace (50)
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>>From: Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)

Class of 1954, 45th Reunion:  After 45 years, we
have quite a few graduates that we've lost,
misplaced, or whatever - we can't find them.
I would appreciate any help you can give me.

Mable Alder, Jess Baldwin, Stanley Baldwin,
Pat Barber, David Berst, Leonard Blakney,
Mary Ann Bollen, Edward Borello, JC Bowman,
Laverda Brewer, Shryl Bucholz, Bob Bunch,
Suzanne Burn, Jim Butler, Louise Carlisle,
Diane Clark, Gail Craven, Pat Daigeneault,
Ruth Dean, Pat Duffy, Janet Duke, Jeanine Dye,
Ed Ray Edwards, Roger Ensign, Wayne Ewing,
Bill Gene, Betty Geiger, Dick Green, Tom Griffith,
Leon Hamilton, Virginia Hammons, Mike Harris,
Duane Helgerson, Shirley Hertenstein,
Kaye Horrocks, Jeannine Houston, Tom Johns,
Joan Knight, Pat Leibel, Bill Lloyd, Jackie Luckey,
Dwaine Mann, June Marshall, Clair Martin,
Nancy McClellan, Jim McClure, Patsy McGregor,
Joann McKee, Walter Milliron, Vonna Clair Millard,
Martha Miller, Bob Mollerus, Ron Morrill, Wayne Moss,
Lorraine Murphy, Loretta Murphy, George Musser,
Alva Nevilles, Jane Parker, Gene Peisker, Lyle Peterson,
Joan Philips, Shirley Riggs, Anita Rodriguez,
Valarie Rowland, Barbara Sargent, Bruce Schenrock,
DiAnn Schuster, James Scoggin, Carole Shank,
Clark Sheridan, David Short, Jack Sitton,
Fred Skalicky, Joan Soehnlein, Gary Strong, Jerry Swain,
Pat Thomas, Carol Thorp, Florance Tighwater, Dixie Trout,
Alice Verbrugghen, Garth Wheeler, Max Williams,
Norma Wissinger, Beverly Wodehouse, Ray Work,
Earl Yates, Michael Zimmerman.

-Marguerite Groff Tompkins (54)
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>>From: Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57)

To Phil Jones (69) about Duane and Goethals.

Goethals ran from Abbot north to Van Geisen.
After uptown was built and Jadwin was named
they decided to make the changes that now exist.
That was sometime in the early sixties.   My family
lived at 302 Goethals in an "A" house from 1945 -
1952 Then moved to 211 Delafield in a "H" house
which my parents had until their deaths.

You also brought back memories of Carmichael
for me.  I still have my year books from 52-54
and had a good laugh at how young we all looked.
But we're all still looking good.

Thanks again for the memories.

-Betty McElhaney Hudspeth (57)
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>>From: Burt Pierard (59)

To:  Ken Heminger (56)

You mentioned the western request program called
KALE Corral.  Didn't the DJ call himself the "Record
Wrangler"?  As I recall the show was on during the
afternoon and early evening.

-Burt Pierard (59)
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>>From: Jim House (63)

I believe the unorthodox teacher June Smith (63)
referred to was Miss Murrell. I had her for English
our junior year.  I remember dreading the recitals
of "Winnie the Pooh" in class every day for a
semester (at least it seemed that long).  I should
have cherished the experience.  I can’t recall the
number of times I drew on the lessons of "Winnie"
during my Marine Corps days, B-ball games in "the
hood" and subsequent business career.

-Jim House (63)
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>>From: Linda McKnight (65)

Date: Sat Feb 27 22:42:01 1999

What I would give for a spudnut!!!!!!

I don't get to Richland too often, but will be there
for the Reunion in 2000. It will be then won't it??
Would love to hear from old friends.

Also, would love to see some pictures from our annuals.
I think mine got lost in a move.

Thanks Gary and Maren for the trip down memory lane.

-Linda McKnight (65)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Patti Snider Miller (65)

Date: Sat Feb 27 10:43:40 1999

I have been reading the Sandstorm for months, and
just want to say thank you Gary and Maren for all
your hard work. The Sandbox is great too! I still
live in Richland and work at Albertson's as a checker
on Lee Boulevard. Come say hi!

Please add my e-mail address to class of '65'
Thank you

-Patti Snider Miller (65)
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>>From: Tedd Cadd (66)

I was remembering the earlier conversations
about the Cinnamon Bear.  I can remember
listening to that series and the pictures are
almost as clear in my head now as then.  My
wife bought me a set of tapes a couple of years
ago from a guy in Richland who has a huge
library of old stuff.  Does anybody know what
year(s) that series aired on the radio?

Does anybody remember a Stanley R. Myers who
lived at 96 Cullum in 1956 and at 422 Duane
(now Goethals) in 1957 respectively?

-Tedd Cadd (66)
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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Nancy Zimmerman Smith (67)

Date: Sat Feb 27 14:50:40 1999

The Sandstorm is a blast from the past!! How fun
to read!!

I only attended my senior year at Col-Hi in 66/67
but had a ball!! So fun to read all the stories from
the past.... at times don't you wish you were back
there with no cares or worries!! My thoughts to all....
Keep up the good work!! Please add my name to your
listings!!

-Nancy Zimmerman Smith (67)
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>>From: Tom Storms (69)

To Phil Jones (69)

I was not aware that they changed the name of
Duane St.  It is good to know that another old
south side boy is keeping the geographical history,
and memories, of our old play areas intact.  In 69,
we were one of those accidents where Duane meets
the bypass.  Ray Richardson (69) was driving when
we flew across the bypass at about 70 mph and
plowed through asparagrass and tumbleweeds.  His
parents' car nearly broke in half.  They found
Tom McCarthy (69)(a dazed passenger) wandering
along side the road almost up at the cemetery, a
good mile away. I ended up in the hospital with
reconstructive surgery for a very flattened nose.
We were lucky that no one was killed.  I know
that particular intersection did rack up some
grisly statistics.

-Tom Storms (69)
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>>From: M. Franco (70)

Phil Jones (69), The only thing worse than a
Carmichael puke taking shots at Chief Jo is a
class of 69 guy taking shots at a class of 70's
guy. We all know Crigler (70) is incapable of
protecting himself, but it is just like a Carmichael
guy to go after roadkill. By the way Phil, I would
like to hear about your dad and some of the old
time fast pitch softball lore of the area. I know
your dad was one of the greats. And I am interested
in hearing from or about any class of 68-71 folks
out there. I have heard from a few but I know a
lot of this group is still in Tri-Cities. I also know
a lot of us are still trying to recover from going to
college in the 70's!!!

Someone wrote about the Catholic priests in Richland.
Does anyone out there have any info on the whereabouts
of Father Mike Monahan? I am sure most in my era
(Catholic or not) remember him. He kind of ran the CYO
dances and I know he, my Catholic buddies (Sinclair,
Dana, etc.) and I  used to celebrate a few Jewish
holidays together. Father Monahan was way ahead of
his time (diversity wise). Unfortunately some of this
"holiday observance" helped convince Father Sweeney
and others that Father Monohan might be better suited
for other duties. He was moved to the Catholic High
School in Yakima (East Valley?) then I heard he was
in Milwaukee. I have lost the trail.... would appreciate
any info.

-M. Franco (70)
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>>From: Rick Polk (70)

Carmichael WAS named after the family that
owned the Cherry orchard.  The Carmichael
family donated the land to the Richland School
District way back when.  This is the story that I
grew up with, going to Carmichael in the late 60s.
Who can forget those days, with Mr. Chitty,
Mr. Dudley, Mr. Eastam, Mr. Goecke etc.

Hey Crigler (70), let's not get started on a
Carmichael vs. Chief Jo thing here.  After all,
didn't they have to close Chief Jo for a while
and Carmichael's still going strong, uninterrupted  : )

-Rick Polk (70)
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GO  CARMICHAEL  COUGARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -Maren

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from the FIRST Bomber Alumni site Guest Book:

>>From: Mark Kerns (74)

Date: Fri Feb 26 23:14:18 1999

Heard about this from a friend, so I decided to
take a look. Looks great.

-Mark Kerns (74)
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>>From: Julie Ham Froehlich (77)

Does anybody remember the Whole Body Counter
coming to the grade schools.  It seems that they
would come once a year (at least to Jason Lee).
They would be there for a couple of weeks.  Each
of us had an "appointment" - a specific day and
time to be counted.  My memories are a bit foggy,
but I think we would go to the trailer, take off
our shoes, be weighed and measured and then lay
down on the table and go through the "round tube"
thingy.  Then when we were done - I think - we
would get a certificate.  Can anybody clear the
fog for me?

-Julie Ham Froehlich ('77)
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