Alumni Sandstorm - AGAIN ~ 12/27/21 "Yay, Monday!" Said no one... Ever ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 Bombers sent stuff: Norma LOESCHER ('53) Rex HUNT ('53) Mike CLOWES ('54) Grover SHEGRUD ('56) Steve CARSON ('58) Pete BEAULIEU ('62) Tim SMYTH ('62) Marie RUPPERT ('63) Linda REINING ('64) Patti McLAUGHLIN ('65) Tedd CADD ('66) Pam EHINGER ('67) ******************************************************** BOMBER CALENDAR: Richland Bombers Calendar Click the event you want to know more about. ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Norma LOESCHER Boswell ('53) Merry Christmas, friends! May we be gifted with a better, healthier 2022, with plenty of joy and happiness. Bomber cheers, -Norma LOESCHER Boswell ('53) ~ Richland ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Rex HUNT ('53) I don't like snow even on Christmas cards! It's cold, cold, cold nasty wet stuff. Now crushed ice I appreciate in my vodka tonic, but even then, I keep it to a minimum so as not to water it down too much! But Vodka has to be cold to be good! Oh! by the way I received a bottle of Uncle Tito's Vodka from a friend in Boise Idaho, where they are coming out of the dark ages to imbibe in alcohol to the point they may return to the Dark Ages. -Rex HUNT ('53wb) ~ from Damn wet Hanford, CA where it is raining so had, a neighbor walking her little dog, went to curb him and he got caught in strong drainage flow and damn near drown! ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Bob Carlson, aka Mike CLOWES ('54) 12/27 Sandstorm Entry Hey! I do not submit entries every other day (unless birthdays fall that way)! Since a birthday did (does) happen today, here's the entry: Just taking a moment to wish Jeannine HUGHES ('54) a "Happy Birthday!" Now, four more entries and there will be an issue published. From you, that is. -Bob Carlson, aka Mike CLOWES ('54) ~ Mount Angel, OR where snow flurries are in the forecast. ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Grover SHEGRUD ('56) Re: My whereabouts Greetings and a happy holiday season to all! We are all settled in our retirement home (a 700 sq foot apartment at the north end of my youngest daughter's house). My wife has been wanting to down size for a long time!! That makes us available to assist with two of our grand kids and yard (1.7 acres) work also reluctantly 4 dogs. We settled in a small town. Laurinburg, North Carolina. So far the weather here has been like Seattle in June but we know we will pay for it next July. -Grover SHEGRUD ('56) ~ Temperatures right now high 60s to low 70s each day. Sent from my iPhone ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Steve CARSON (Championship Class of '58) Dale Ennor's ('59) analysis of Santa was a pretty clear sign that he is an Engineer. I am sure that Santa is also a good manager and accomplishes his task through effective delegation. 🙂 128578; 🙂 🙂 -Steve CARSON (Championship Class of '58) ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Pete BEAULIEU ('62) To: Dale ENNOR ('59) Re: "How does Santa do it?" (12-24-21) Dale unpacks in fine detail the mathematics of Santa's logistical problem, and even suggests that the calculation "sounds like something the Beaulieu boys would have worked out one rainy day [at] the U-Dub." Beyond my depth, but thanks for the flattery (although it was brothers John ('62) and Tom ('59) who excelled in the sciences). Readers, please note that we and the Ennors lived on opposite ends of the block on the south end of Douglass Street, both in "H" houses. Mr. Ennor was even the scoutmaster for the neighborhood patrol of Troop #38. I mention this adjacency because Dale, in his fascinating essay, overlooks a different kind of proof altogether, something less digital and more anecdotal or even analogical (!)& On the Christmas Eve of probably 1950, it snowed. The logistical problems of Santa, especially with all those narrow Richland chimneys, already lingered in the minds of we First Graders (the elder Dale in Fourth!). In the morning, the concrete evidence was clear and well noticed by all the littler kids at the south end of the block. Running across all the lawns was a clear path cut by the two runners of a sled! A sled! The fat man's sled had left its tracks and he, his footprints! Problem solved (but likely the early morning paper boy). Dale, check the front lawn! It was not until the Christmas of 1952 that the logistics problem became most imposing and now unavoidable. Twin brother John and I reasoned, however, that we could defer any conclusions until after Christmas morning, that is until after the loot was well in hand. I recall how, before the Christmas break, my third-grade teacher in Lewis & Clark Elementary, Mrs. Lester (three Col-Hi daughters) carefully asked first for the hands of those who awaited Santa, and then for the hands of those who did not. The class was evenly split. And my hand went up half way on the first question, and also half way on the second. Mrs. Lester burst into laughter, but I stood my carefully ambiguous ground for the reason given. With decades of reflection now behind me, I conclude that-given the choice between a random universe and its opposite-there really is generosity at the source of all things, rather not... rather than statistics and Quantum Mechanics alone. And, in addition to the 3rd-century St. Nicolas who left his real footprints it what is now Islamic Turkey, this too: "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus." -Pete BEAULIEU ('62) ~ Shoreline, WA ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Tim SMYTH ('62) Re: Classmates who moved before graduation Helen CROSS Kirk ('62) sparked my curiosity. Several '62 classmates who were friends but moved before we graduated. I would be curious to know if anyone knows these classmates whereabouts. Just a few: Fred Dearing Rod Mullineax Barry Stevens Ricky Hill Carlton Cadwell -Tim SMYTH ('62) Sent from my iPhone ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Marie RUPPERT Hartman ('63) Re: for 12/25 SS Merry Christmas and let's hope for a much better 2022 with an end to the pandemic! I miss Bomber lunches and other events that have either been cancelled or delayed until a time when we feel safe attending same. Hold you friends and family in your hearts. -Marie RUPPERT Hartman ('63) ~ in Richland ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Linda REINING ('64) Re: Pearl (aka Pat) Drotts ('64) Have had quite a few responses to my asking if anyone knew anything about Pearl -- have still not been able to get in touch with her (both phone numbers, that I have, aren't working), but at least I've been told that she's still here--- was really worried that she might have succumbed to Parkinson's. Thanks, again, to all who responded. Bomber hugs, -Linda REINING ('64) ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Patti McLAUGHLIN ('65) I had (mostly) good teachers at Spalding. My beloved first grade teacher (I got to stand beside her in our class picture) was Mrs. Vitulli (I'm sure that I am misspelling that). She was Art Dawald's daughter! Of course, I didn't know that until much later. -Patti McLAUGHLIN ('65) ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Tedd CADD ('66) I attended Spalding for a very short period of time. Don't remember if I got to partake of the drills there. I did at Lewis and Clark, though. School had already started a few days (or more) by the time we moved to the address on Winslow. I was supposed to be in Kindergarten. My mom dropped me off and I went to the office. The person there told me what room to go to. I walked down that long hallway by myself feeling really alone. I remember standing in the doorway wondering what I was supposed to do. I guess the teacher handled it well enough. My memory stops at that point of looking into the class and seeing all those students looking at me. They were already in their seats in the middle of some sort of lesson. It was a terrible feeling. We moved again in December to the Adams address and I finished KIndergarten at Lewis and Clark. -Tedd CADD ('66) ******************************************************** ******************************************************** >>From: Pam EHINGER (Blue Ribbon Class of '67) Re: for 12/25 SS ~ MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Our Christmas will be Sad this Year. My Momma died on August 21, 2021. She was 94 would have been 95 on November 1, 2021. December 27th would have been Momma & Daddy's 74th wedding anniversary. She is with us in spirit, but I would love to give her one last hug & kiss. God bless one & All! 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