1/8/02
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PHS Bulldogs On-Line
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Jan 08, 2002
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4 Bulldog alumni notes today:
Stacy Wise (62)
Dave Whitmire (62)
Felix Vargas (63)
Joe Cherry (67)
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From: Stacy Wise (62)
Re: hooky bobbin:
I must wade in with a couple of fond memories associated with this great winter sport. It was especially fun when new snow was falling and it would be so quiet out you could hear the skin of the poor fellow next to you who forgot his gloves freeze to the car's bumper and his scream when he had to let go of the bumper and his skin stayed with the car. A true friend was one that would let you use one of his gloves while he used the other. Think we will ever see it as a Winter Olympic Sport? Hell, if they can include some of those "sports," hooky bobbin should be allowed. With a little effort we could come up with some compulsory actions (jumping over the manhole cover comes to mind) and free form could be interesting. My brothers and I liked to wait outside the alley of the drug store that was near the corner of 10th and Sylvester. I recall a small retaining wall that we could hide behind. Remember how great it was when you would be latched onto a car and the driver would take you for a ride rather than stop and yell at you? My funniest memory was when Bob Coffey (sorry Bob) taught us to avoid the manhole covers. We were hooked up pretty good with this car when all of a sudden there was this loud "woof" sound and Bob was gone. Thank goodness he wasn't hurt because we were all laughing so hard we couldn't have helped. It still makes me laugh. I'm with Dave on the spelling. I think Hicky Bobbin was something done in the dark but there wasn't any snow involved.
Great memories, Loren. Someday we will have to debate Jake Stappler. My memories are much different.
Happy New Year to all -
Stacy Wise (62)
Phoenix, AZ
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From: Dave Whitmire (62)
While reading Larry Hilton's and Loren Larson's comments about growing up in Pasco and going to school there, a rush of memories came back. Larry do you remember the hayrides that all of us went on? You probably don't because you were buried so far down in the hay that you didn't know we had gotten back to Ann Tngley's place one time. (Joking)
Does anyone remember how frosty it would get sometimes? Everything would resemble a fine piece of crystal. The trees, the bushes, and then having to scrape about an inch of it off of the car before heading to school.
The other part of that time of year was hunting out at Jim Chubb's place. An army of us would get together and swoop down on a pond or a patch of cover and shoot all kinds of holes in the sky and an occasional bird or two.
I miss the crispness of the air. The only place I have found that is similar is in New England. Specifically Vermont, and New Hampshire. Good clean fresh air. The people back there are still like the people we grew up with. Friendly and kind.
I am truly sorry to hear that Ray Avery has passed away. What a nice person and a truly fine man. Having grown up on the Eastside of Pasco, I really never knew much about segregation and truly didn't care. If you could run, catch, or throw a ball, that is all that mattered. We all played either football, or baseball until we couldn't see anyhow. I remember the Andrew brothers and how everyone would move way back when they got up to bat. Isadore as well as Tom would knock the leather clean off the ball. That was before it got popularized in "The Natural," by Redford. One doesn't ever see kids playing work-up anymore.
By the way, do any of my old friends remember the Sunday afternoon football games at PHS. It was always fun, but it sure got to be more fun when the ladies decided to participate. We had to keep telling Bill Keller that it was two hand touch ABOVE the waist. Bill may not have been fleet of foot, but he wasn't slow.
Take care everyone and see you this summer.
Dave Whitmire (62)
Olympia, WA
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From: Felix Vargas (63)
My compliments to Loren Larson for providing a terrific snapshot of our Pasco in the late 50's, early 60's. The rundown of places, events and people really brings it back - and I know it must have taken some time to reflect and put it down. As a guy who bridged both East and West Pasco, in all respects, I can relate to the diversity comment. I also certainly remember those bus rides to sporting events with Willie O. holding court, Mr. Fink's special gait, a la Boris Karloff in "Frankenstein," and special places: Liberty Theater, Magic Clipper, Crater's. Well done, Loren, and thanks for taking us back. On the basketball court, I always thought you delivered a mean lay-up and might wind up as Bob Cousey's replacement in Boston!
Regards,
Felix Vargas (63)
Springfield, VA
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From: Joe Cherry (67)
Well, I'm not good at this but I am so very sad to say that my Cousin and good friend David Cherry (67) passed away peacefully in his sleep last week. My entire family will miss him and remember all the good times we shared growing up in Pasco. I'm sure that Dave is up there playing his sax now as he's always wanted that most out of life. "Play on Dave," and we all send our prayers to those that are affected by his passing. Peace be with you David, I'll miss you Cousin Fud.
Joe Cherry (67)
Libby, Montana
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