A. S. S. ~ Alumni Sandstorm ~ 01/15/22
	YIPPIE! SKIPPIE!! It's Saturday!!!
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5 Bombers sent stuff: 
Richard ROBERTS ('49)
Norma LOESCHER ('53)
Helen CROSS ('62)
Pete BEAULIEU ('62)
Linda REINING ('64)
	Next A.S.S. will be published when we have an entry from 5 Bombers
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>>From: Richard ROBERTS ('49)

Hi, Maren, wishing you well and continued involvement in the publication
of the Sandstorm. My goodness, 22 years, no wonder you're tired. Love ya, 

Re: Hi Spot
 http://www.richlandbombers.com/HiSpot/00.html

Anna May WANN's ('49) post with the picture of the first Hi-Spot (Women's
Dorm #17) brought back fond memories of fun times there. My mom and dad
were very good dancers and taught me the foxtrot. When I was a sophomore,
the Hi-Spot opened and beckoned me to give my dancing skills a try with a
real live girl. I was young and shy then, so I hemmed and hawed for the
longest time before I finally built up enough courage to ask someone to
dance. My challenge was to ask a girl from the junior class, a grade above
me, maybe Paula DOCTOR ('48-RIP); we danced and that was it for me,
dancing was fun and a happy part of my life from then on. Ping pong tables
were there too. If I beat Ray KING ('49-RIP) or Ray GILLETTE ('49-RIP) it
would have been a miracle. Thanks for the memories, Anna May.

-Richard "Dick" ROBERTS ('49) ~ Grover Beach, Central Coast, CA
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>>From: Norma LOESCHER Boswell ('53) 

Re: Red Shirt
 http://alumnisandstorm.com/Xtra/Loe/220115-Red_Shirt.mp4

We all need a bit of humor these days. This one qualifies as non-
political. 

Bomber cheers, 
-Norma LOESCHER Boswell ('53) ~ Richland
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>>From: Helen CROSS Kirk ('62)

Re: Death of Gene HORNE (57-RIP). I was so very sad to learn of Gene's
passing in the Sandstorm yesterday. I am so glad that I had sent a few
cards to them at their daughter's house. My sympathies to Carol and the
family. Think I remember they had 2 daughters, plus the one they are
staying with. I also remember Carol's sister, Susie BISHOP ('62-RIP) has 2
children, and I don't know how many children their youngest sister, Sandy
BISHOP ('69-RIP) had.

But my sympathy to the all of family on the loss of Gene.

Somehow my dad knew him. Not sure if he was ever on my dad's American
Legion baseball team with Morris MACK ('56-RIP) and some others. Think my
dad did that more than one year. Maybe in business in Richland. But I've
known them all my life it seems.

Re: DROTTS

I also remember Judy ('59) and Pearl ('64) DROTTS. Glad Linda Reining
('64) was finally able to get in touch with them.

-Helen CROSS Kirk ('62) 
Sent from my iPhone
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>>From: Pete BEAULIEU ('62)

To: Gary BEHYMER ('64)

Re: "Master Plan for Richland, WA 1948" (01-14-22)

As for master plans, or better known as "comprehensive plans," quoting
from a discredited former President: "let me say this about that... !" I have
deeply mixed feelings about comprehensive plans, and this after having
tied down a Ph.D. in "Urban and Regional Planning" (UW 1975).

So, Richland, the planned community, everything from neighborhood schools
all the same (except for the brick Lewis & Clark from 1938), carbon-copy
military churches, and all the way down to the alphabet houses
(standardized, but better than barracks except for the neat row of singles
collectives). All this, full-blown from the head of Zeus, as the saying
goes.

In my early career one project had me explaining the "comprehensive" and
long-range plan for the large and transitional area north of Everett
(Arlington, Stanwood, and bordering the Tulalip Indian Reservation). At
the end of my polished monologue came this in the back of the packed room
from a pea farmer in overalls: "Well, sonny, is it really possible to
'comprehend' that much?" Wait, what???

So, a few mixed feelings-trying to "comprehend" the master plan AND
discontinuity called Richland... 

First, the stone age meets the Atomic Age. "When I die, the tribe dies."
These were the words of Tomalwash, the last medicine man of the Wanapum
tribe (like the last words of James Fenimore Cooper's chief Chingachgook
in "The Last of the Mohicans"). The tribe, never confined to a
reservation, suddenly found themselves sharing the Columbia shoreline near
the Vernita Bridge with the Manhattan Project. Something incomprehensible
about that.

Second, there were also the later scavenger pits into the Indian burial
grounds at Columbia Point and somewhere near the Richland airport.
Something incomprehensible about that.

Third, Hanford, where I was born in July 1944, disappeared from the map a
month later. I recall a rare tour, maybe in the late 1950s, when I stood
on the broken concrete floor where the hospital used to be. A weed patch
and overnight desolation. Something incomprehensible about that.

Fourth, there's the extinguished earlier Richland, itself, and the
expropriated farms, making room for the bedroom community invented from
thin air. Silent testimony from a few wild asparagus patches around the
edges of town. Something incomprehensible about that.

Fifth, the very-planned town centered not on a cathedral as in olden
times, but now the 700 Area, the Hanford administrative center, complete
with its giant smokestack and noon whistle-letting everyone know uniformly
that it was time for sandwiches or, for the little kids, maybe the daily
cool-aid popsicle. (A reminder of the cattle-gathering sirens in "The Time
Machine"?) Something incomprehensible about that.

The master-planned Richland: home to all of us in varying degrees (often
over 100!).

BUT, the genuine and redeeming part of it all is the nineteen (19!)
surviving tract houses in town still marking what came before 1942.
Continuity! I am indebted to a friend for an article on these tract
houses. Something still comprehensible about that.

-Pete BEAULIEU ('62) ~ Shoreline, WA In Seattle the parallel case to 
	tract house preservation was the populist rescue of the Pike Place
	Market from the developers in 1970-championed by a prominent 
	architect in town (Fred Bassetti) as "the last genuine place in 
	Seattle, unless you like plastic flowers!"
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>>From: Linda REINING ('64)

Re: Pearl (aka Pat) DROTTS Adler ('64)

I was finally able to get in touch with Pearl (aka Pat)---called her 
and we talked for a few minutes---she still lives in Clallam Bay, WA. 
Has some very serious health issues; Parkinson's Disease and is losing 
her sight to Macular Degeneration, so she doesn't get on the computer
or do any writing. Plan on calling her a couple times a month---was so 
good to talk to her.

-Linda REINING ('64)
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