8/11/01
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PHS Bulldogs On-Line Aug 11, 2001
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5 Bulldog alumni notes today:
Irma Kulp Zacher (60)
Ron Dupuis (62)
Bob Coffey (63)
Paul Case (67)
Kathryn McGinnis (00)
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From: Irma Kulp Zacher (60)
To Alan Taylor:
Have you ever run into Charles Ziegler (62) in your neighborhood. I think he is in The Dalles, OR. I know he is into car things. I think he restores vintage cars. His sister Jane Ziegler Scheulein was class of 58. Julia Whitby Kennedy (60) is in White Salmon. I made that connection because her email address is similar to yours with the @gorge.net.
Does anyone remember 'snipe hunting'? In the dark of night or under moonlight with the flashlight and bag?
About the Santa Claus caper in Downtown Pasco each year...I remember Dave Zank (58) played Santa one year. He was a big guy and he made a great Santa. All the girls wanted to sit on his lap and tell him their gift list.
Irma Kulp Zacher (60)
Pasco, WA
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From: Ron Dupuis (62)
Thanks for the message Paul. I remember when Dave [Case-63] and all of us used to go over to Neil Kenworthy's and work out on the horizontal bar that Neil had installed in their backyard. Those were the days of pullovers, reverse pullovers, etc. Lots of good memories growing up in the desert. They didn't nickname CBC "Tumbleweed Tech" for nothing. I spent many class time hours up on the golf course there at Pasco. It's probably why it took me three years to accumulate enough credits to move on to a four year school.
I've told numerous people about the site, so hopefully over a period of time more and more people will respond with more stories. Pasco was a great place to grow up and I made friendships which continue to this day. More later as it's time to go back to work. Work is 2nd shift at the Boeing Everett plant. Take care.
Ron Dupuis (62)
Snohomish, WA
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From: Bob Coffey (63)
Just been going over all the e-mails addressed to this "Bulldog Online" page-----what a great bunch of stories, names and memories they bring up. You know I always thought the person who wrote the movie "American Graffiti" and the TV series "Wonder Years" had to be from Pasco--there were just too many similarities between what was going on in Pasco in the 50's and 60's, and those two shows. Fess up---who was it???
The names that have contributed to this e-mail page go way back for me-----Pat McNeill---I delivered papers (Columbia Basin News) to his door step every morning in 1956 (believe it was 8th or 9th street) plus as we grew older, we managed to find ourselves running together on a few occasions--social club jumps to mind.
Ron Dupuis---lived across the street from the Hull's and three houses down from Neil Kenworthy---if you ever get over here to Scotland Ron, please stop and we will go play some golf.
Patti Scharf Noakes----She knows I love her---say hello to Joe.
Rick Givan----If you were attending PHS from 1960 to 1963, and you didn't know Rick---you were locked in a closet.
I too worked at the swim pool during the summers of 60, 61, and 62 with Ray Amstadt and Clair Foley. Man did we have fun those summers. Don't remember anyone going to jail--must have been after I left.
To Alan Taylor:
What year were you in the Corp?? I joined the Drum and Bugle Corp. in 1957 with Doyle Clapper. We would practice at the Jr. High football field then moved to the Sears parking lot for years. You talk about memories---there are towns around the Northwest and Canada that probably still have pictures of some of the members on the post office walls. Wonder how old Sarg is doing???
I guess the biggest memory for me was the first day of Jr High in 1957. I had only been a teenager for two weeks, and three months before that, I was playing cowboys and Indians in the rock pit next to Emerson grade school-but I knew this was the big time. Like Irma Zacher said, "instead of one teacher all day long, it was all day long with different teachers." How could I deal with seven different teachers in seven different rooms with only five minutes between each class??? My first class was PE then I had band at the other end of the school--no way could I make it. What with going to my locker, walking my girlfriend to class, combing my hair for three minutes in the bathroom, and most important of all, trying to dodge all those upper classmen so that I wouldn't get my pants pulled down around my knees--how scary was that??
You couldn't run---teachers hated you running in the halls. They wanted you in class on time but you couldn't run to get there. The only thing that made them more angry than someone running in the hall was the guy with horse shoe taps mounted on his English Brogans.
The English Brogan was a work of art. It kind of turned up at the tip and the weight of each shoe was about four pounds. When you put those big horse shoe taps on the heel of each one, people could hear you coming for blocks. When you were running in the hall and some teacher called out for you to "walk-don't-run," you could lift up several yards of wax from those highly polished floors by the time you came to a halt.
My first class was PE. This turned out to be the biggest surprise of my young life by far. There standing in the boys locker room was an ex-World War II submarine torpedoman named Jake Stapler. Jake not only taught PE, he invented it. This man had more hair on his chest and back, than all the gorillas in all the zoo's in Washington State, but he was one of the nicest teachers you could ever have. He made you work, and you had to climb that rope to the top of the gym, but every Christmas he and his wife would have all his students over for cookies and punch. Nice man.
So many memories--so little time. This is already too long. Keep up the good work -- love reading everyone's recollections.
Bob Coffey (63)
Crieff, Scotland
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From: Paul Case (67)
To Alan Taylor:
Columbians - yeah! I wasn't in drum & bugle corps for nearly as long as you (I couldn't play all that well anyway!), but I have some great memories of that, too! Playing in parades and various competitions at the Pendleton Roundup, the Seattle World Fair in 1961(?), and many events in the Tri-Cities. And of course, the very successful trip to national competition in Las Vegas where we placed in the top ten in the country! Those bus trips were a blast! That's where I learned to play blackjack and sing “Hey Li Le Li Le Li Le.”
I suspect ol' Sarge may not be around any more, but what a guy! He helped teach a lot of kids how to march and instilled tons of self-discipline in us (well, most of the time).
Other names - Jeff Jumper, Vic Mahan, Bob Reithmath (sp?)? Anyone know of any of their whereabouts?
Oh yeah - the drum line and color guard had to be some of the best around! Even the cadence the drums played during parades and entering and leaving the field during competitions seemed awesome! My youngest son, Josh (00) played drums in marching band at PHS and would have really appreciated the Columbians' drum line.
I can remember those forts in the field just west of what is now 18th, the field is now Richardson Park. Some of those forts were pretty elaborate - at least for a 10-year-old. At that time there were few houses west of us, no 4-10 apartments (named, I think, for the highway that was 410 back then), no CBC, etc. I remember taking long hiking trips on hot summer days way out in the sage brush - I have some vague memory of something called the “pyramid” out there somewhere. Does anyone else remember that?
Paul Case (67)
Hot in Pasco, WA, but will hotter at the Prosser Wine & Food
Fair this afternoon (103+)!
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From: Kathryn McGinnis (00)
Well, Josh Case (00) may be the first to write into this who didn't graduate in the 60s and I didn't want to make him the last! Like Josh, I graduated in 2000. Oh I have MANY memories of Pasco, and not just Pasco High School. I've lived in Pasco all of my life. I went to elementary school at Captain Gray until 2nd grade, Livingston for the rest of elementary school, McLoughlin Middle School, and of course Pasco High School. My memories go way back so I have some major stories I could tell and reminisce about...but alas...I just need more people who graduated with me to tell them and appreciate them!
One of my greatest memories from senior year had to be cooking class last quarter! Josh, you know what I'm talking about!
Well, let me tell anybody who wants to know what I'm up to. I finished my freshman year at Central Washington University last spring. It was definitely a year of discovery. I took some interesting classes, changed my major a few times (though I had never declared it anyway), and then right as I left I figured everything out. I'm doing pre-med, but I'm not sure what I'm going to major in. I was going to study abroad in Greece next spring, but have since decided that I'd like to study abroad in Mexico next summer. Whether that is actually in a study abroad program or not is still to be determined. I'd really like to find a doctor from the states who is going down there next summer and volunteer and do some sort of internship. I think it would be a lot more rewarding an experience than just doing the study abroad thing. I want to get the language experience and cultural experience, but if I can throw in an internship in the medical field, even if it is just doing secretarial type work and observing I would be overjoyed.
Currently I'm working for Parks and Recreation for the summer, doing random odd jobs and getting experience in a wide range of things.
Well, that's all for now. It's great to read about all of the great traditions in Pasco. My family has lived here since before it was Pasco, back when it was called Ainsworth, so I love to see that other people tell the same stories as my grandparents! I'm amazed at the small town/community atmosphere in a city that just keeps growing. I hope they never make another high school, because I think that is what allows us all, whether we graduated in 45, 60, or 00, to talk about our common experiences as Bulldogs.
Hey this is pretty cool....hopefully I can keep in touch with fellow Bulldogs this way....because once a Bulldog always a Bulldog...and the blood always stays purple :)
Kathryn McGinnis (00)
Pasco, WA
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