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5/7/02
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PHS Alumni On-Line
May 07, 2002
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5 Bulldog notes and a reunion meeting announcement today:
Bonnie Beard Cameron (59)
Margaret Granger Conant (63)
Carol Smith Walker (63)
Pat Fleming (63)
Caralee Davidson Towne (65)

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Class of `67
Reunion Meeting
Thursday, May 9, 2002
7:00 PM
Round Table Pizza
Pasco
Contact: Patti Scharf Noakes

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From: Bonnie Beard Cameron (59)

To Mike Meek:
  Oh yes, I remember the look without a word and the shaking of the head from Mr. Gregson. I tried out for tennis. While we were waiting for our turn at the court, we were sent into the gym to play volleyball. I jumped, came down and rolled my ankle. Mr. Gregson just shook his head and looked at me. I was on crutches for 6 weeks. It also ended my career in tennis. The next year I played basketball. Tall and everything you know. Halfway into the season, I jumped to block, came down and rolled my ankle again. Between the crutches, looks from Gregson and pain, I decided that I was not cut out for athletics. I figured I got plenty of exercise from bending over and picking up papers! LOL

Bonnie Beard Cameron (59)
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From: Pat Fleming (63)

  Mr. Sharp from Jr. Hi had his right arm removed because of infection after surviving the Bataan death march. As I remember it his fellow inmates sharpened a spoon and cut it off to save his life. I wonder if that is true. He struggled to learn to write with his left hand, but did a marvelous job of teaching English, etc. He died about 5 yrs ago from cancer. I met him at Cheney in 1970 when he was attending his daughter's graduation and I was a junior. He was a good man.

Pat Fleming (63)
Kennewick, WA
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From: Margaret Granger Conant (63)

I went all my school years including 2 quarters at CBC in Pasco schools. I was supposed to go to Longfellow for kindergarten when it burned and I had to walk to Capt Gray School. I hated that, but then Longfellow reopened and I only had to walk about 5 blocks. I remember wearing pants under my dress (never wore pants to school ever) because of the blowing sand. Here in Idaho Falls we have very similar weather only colder, but still blowing sand. We have shifting sand dunes I can see from my house. But I digress. I remember fearing Mr Epp. as principal, but having his wife for 6th (?) grade, Miss Kimmel for second and of course Miss Storment for 4th. I still have my dried flower picture and I still enjoy looking for wild flowers. In Junior High I remember best Mr. Larrabee, my home room teacher and Mr. Sharp who had a prosthesis hand. I remember him pinching ears with it and being very good in detention so he wouldn't do that to me. How I got to detention had to do with leaving campus and cigarettes I think. Of course there is some renown in being in detention. I don't hardly get in any trouble now so I guess it helped. I played band beginning between 5th & 6th and had Mr. Bode who graduated with me each year so he was my only band director all the way through high school. I sometimes regretted all those hours in band and not in higher classes, but I understand music study is very good for the mind. My Mom & Dad were right. Although I started with the hated violin I did enjoy playing my clarinet and the uniform and the band trips, especially making out with Bob Coffee on the bus. No one has mentioned Miss Ogata who later married a math teacher. Remember her white gloves? And then there was the math teacher who was a farmer. I had geometry from him, but I can't remember his name and the other math teacher who was a Seventh Day Adventist and vegetarian who was so thin. And who was that who taught driver's ed. That was embarrassing. I had class with farm boys who already knew all about stick shifts and it was all new to me as we jerked around the corner. I did eventually get it much later in life, but I'm sure he helped on a subconscious level.
  Well enough for now. The more I read the letters the more I remember about my school years and I enjoy all of it.

Margaret Granger Conant (63)
Idaho Falls, ID
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From: Carol Smith Walker (63)

  I also fondly remember KORD radio station. I baby-sat for the Osborn family a lot. I spent many hours at the pool with their children. My best memories are of the Arctic Circle. They had the best hamburger, fries and that awesome sauce. Wow, I wish fast food could be that good today. I also was at Memorial Park Pool whenever I had the 25 cents to spend. Sometimes I even had the extra 10 cents so I could rent a basket to put my things in. That was high priority in those days. I don't remember a lot about High School because I had other priorities!!! Like skipping school and going to the sand dunes!! I was really good at writing my own excuses just like my mothers handwriting. But, I did have trash duty a few times also. I enjoyed it though, because that meant I wasn't in class!! I also liked Good Fridays, ( although I was not a Catholic) I would go to Church with Connie Sarama just so I could get out of school. Gosh I hope my grandkids don't read this!!! My favorite teacher was Henry Bidstrup in wood shop. Well, thank all of you for bringing up some memory jogging tidbits, it is fun to read them all.

Carol Smith Walker (63)
Spokane, WA
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From: Caralee Davidson Towne (65)

To Sheldon Spadafore:
  Hi! Thanks for this message! GREAT to hear from you again and to drop in and read a bit of the messages from the "olden days."
  Yes, I'd be interested in your tapes. Sandie Arbogast tells me she thinks she has access to a reel-to-reel player, so we might even figure out a way to listen to them again! Need to know your email address and how we can work out the cost of sending all the way from Aussie to Puyallup, Washington. You can write to me at [write to PHS Alumni On-Line to contact Caralee - Paul]

  One of these times, I'll find some time to wax nostalgic as well.

Caralee Davidson Towne (65)
Puyallup, WA
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