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9/28/02
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PHS Alumni On-Line
Sep 28, 2002
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5 Bulldogs, 1 Bulldog spouse, and a football score today:
Mary Jo Cravens Schaefers (`55)
Don Pelham (Bulldog spouse)
Rick Givan (`63)
Robert Berger (`64)
Toren True (`74)
Valerie Hayles Moffitt (`74)

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** Big Nine Football 9/26/02
Pasco 31 - Southridge 21

Read all about it at:

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From: Mary Jo Cravens Schaefers (`55)

To Ginger Mitchell Wedin (`64):
RE: The Austrian exchange students

  [Ginger, Dank fur dein Brief. Nein, Ich nun weiss nicht.]
  Sallee Bower from the class of 55 has a friend (elderly) now living in Tennesee. Her name is Charlotte Schnellbacher and her husband was Dutch Schnellbacher. Schnellbachers hosted Helmut and Gottfried at their place the year they spent in America. Sallee found out that Charlotte remembered them, but doesn't know what happened to them. If I hear of anything more I sure will post it.

Mary Jo Cravens Schaefers (`55)
Hoodsport, WA
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From: Don Pelham (Bulldog spouse)

  I have been going thru Berla's photos from Rainbows, Grade School, Jr. High and High School.
  I have class photos of Berla's. Kindergarten Pasco (no school name) `46/47, 1st and 2nd grades at Longfellow, 3rd grade at New Elementary School, 4th grade at Airport Primary School, 5th and 6th grades back at Longfellow (also the Safety Patrol group which I'd guess would include other grades) and 7th and 8th grades at Pasco Jr. High.
  I enjoy doing this because there are very few photos of my childhood. I urge you all to take photos of your kids and grandkids (and great grandkids?) so they can have a sense of their history and of course provide a source of embarrassment.


Mr. Berla Crockett Pelham (`59) - Don Pelham
Bothell, WA
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From: Rick Givan (`63)

  Every year each class would put on an assembly or talent show. The two or three talented people in the class would strut their stuff sandwiched by cross-dress dancing troupes or semi-lame comedy skits, which gave no-talents like me something to do, and filled up the time.
  As talents, for instance, our class had Bob Riemath, who would trumpet "Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White" for the 713th time, or the Senior Trio (a group that's fast growing into its name again) would croon some girl-group tune. The class ahead of us had a good Dixieland band led by a guy called Jazzbo. We could enjoy the talents and laugh at the generally over-the-top no talents.
  The theme for each assembly was supposed to be a secret, although the sophomores each year were the only ones who took that very seriously. Their straight arrow sponsor, Mr. Crawford, gave them an omerta silence oath.
  In the view of some of us the class behind us took the secrecy business far too seriously. So we set out to pierce the veil of silence. For that we turned to the backstage sleuths, Bellande and Leibold. Ralph and Nick were on stage crew, and they knew every nook and cranny in that part of the building, with access to unusual places (in November, 61 they plastered a Wasco headline "We Beat The Lions 7-6" forty feet up on a backstage pillar -- thirty years later my brother said it was still there).
  The sleuths knew of a janitor's room on the second floor that overlooked the front of the auditorium, but was hidden by those wooden baffles along the walls. From there they were able to watch the "closed" soph rehearsals. It didn't take long before one of the no-talents said something like "LXIV is the greatest". Nick's rapier-like mathematical mind quickly told him those numerals were 64. We had the theme.
  The next day, I think it was Ralph who walked into Mr. Crawford's room just before a pre-rehearsal meeting, and wrote LXIV on the board. The sophs were stunned, and some of the girls began to cry. Mr. Crawford tried to mollify them by saying we didn't have the entire theme (something about an LXIV/Elixir metaphor). But the secret was out and the girls refused to be consoled.
  For a nano-second I was tempted to feel badly for them, but nah -- we savored the moment for all it was worth.

Rick Givan (`63)
Cabot, PA
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From: Robert Berger (`64)

  Here's some catch up/follow up stuff I have been intending to send in, but have been far too busy since I retired June 1st to set down and do them. My sister, Saundra Berger Wilma (`67), has actually thanked me several times for turning her on to "our" site, and that's how she found out about their reunion and she actually got away from work to go! Really the credit belongs to Paul, so thanks to you Paul for doing this for all of us. We appreciate the time and effort it takes.

To Sheldon Spadafore:
  Twice now you have asked if anyone remembers you. Yes, we do. You use to date my other sister Merrilee, now Bueno, class of 65. But we won't hold it against you! Even Saundra remembers you! How's spring down there? It's my favorite time of year, but next week I'll leave for NYC and the New England Fall Colors Railroad Tour. Though duty: 5 states, 9 trains and a cruise ship in six days as the tour guide in my new life!

  On the old movie that Dave Mingus and I found at the old dump about Pasco, that someone asked about -- it looks to be gone forever after an exhaustive search. Bummer.

  Mr. Seibert's first name was Karl. He was in the 89th Division in WW2, "the Rolling W" was the nickname of the outfit. He flunked me a semester in sophomore English. His contract was not renewed the next year 62-63, and I have also often wondered about him. I know now (and have for sometime) that I was not ready for him, and suspect most of Pasco was not either. He was one of the best teachers I have ever known, and really wish I had been better prepared to learn more from him. I have made some attempts to find him in the past to tell him that, and to visit with him because I always enjoyed him. If anyone has any contact ideas please let me know -- Thanks.

  My wife, The Truly Unpleasant Mrs. Berger (Georgia -- Langley High, Whidby Island `69) and I attended the Everett AquaSox game against the Tri-Cities on July 4 and it made me remember those times @ the Tri-Cities Braves games at the stadium in Kennewick. Their 1936 Kenworth team bus is now at the Railroad museum at Big Pasco. There was a very nice remembrance for Ted Williams before the game. Not as huge as seeing (or even almost seeing) a home run record, Robert Berger (`64) but it was what got me going on how great those warm 3-cities night games and the ball field were. Does anyone remember a rock & roll concert there? I remember a great one about 1966 with 3-4 bands and going down into the dugout to visit with my buddy Ron Overman (from Richland) who played bass for Don & the Goodtimes. Don't remember who the other bands were though.

Robert Berger (`64)
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From: Valerie Hayles Moffitt (`74)

  PHS Class of 1974 30th Reunion start up committee meeting will be Monday, October 14, 7 p.m. at 5316 Livingston, Pasco. Call for information or directions, 547-6473. Everyone is asked to pass the word to all 1974 grads & friends of the class that we are starting to build the database needed for future reunion mailings. Suggested summer 2004 dates & activities welcome.

Valerie Hayles Moffitt (`74)
Pasco, WA
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From: Toren True (`74)

  My father, Bob True, was a teacher at Pasco High in the fifties. I would like to hear any stories (good and I guess bad) that anyone might recall. I believe he moved to CBC in `58 or `59. Any stories from there would be good too.

Thanks,

Toren True (`74)
WY
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