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10/11/01
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PHS Bulldogs On-Line
Oct 11, 2001
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5 Bulldog alumni notes and two scores today:
Irma Kulp Zacher (60)
Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)
Paul Case (67)
Cliff Brown (67)
Le'Ann McAllister Cherry (67)

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Volleyball (10/9): Pasco over Wa-Hi
15 - 11, 6 - 15, 15 - 5, 15 - 6
Bulldogs 9 - 2, first in the Big Nine South

Girls Soccer (10/9): Pasco 3 - Moses Lake 0
Bulldogs 5 - 2, tied for second with Richland

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From: Irma Kulp Zacher (60)

  Happy retirement to Janice Woods Ehrke (60). I am so envious. Drop in to see us Tri-Citians.

Irma Kulp Zacher (60)
Pasco, WA
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From: Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)

  Hi to Linda Taylor and also to Ralph and Lois who wrote earlier. Dave and I are leaving this Friday for Europe on a missions trip. I'll be back Nov. 1, and Dave later in November.

  I enjoy this website, and it is good to see all the "old" names. Anyone out there into biking? Dave and I just did a one day ride for MS - 82 miles, 3 mountain passes and 1 mountain - climbing 6,000'. Quite a stretch for this "old" grandma.

  This morning they played "the stars and stripes forever" on the radio, and I saw in my memory Candy Gregson and I standing in front of the student body, knees shaking, playing the piccolo solo. Our motto? "When in doubt, trill!"

Keep the notes coming, class of '64.

Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)
Highlands Ranch, CO
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From: Paul Case (67)

  To all you Bulldog football junkies that don't get the local news:
  Pasco is still ranked #1 in the state. They play at Walla Walla tomorrow (10/12) and put their 19-game win streak on the line. It could be a good game - Pasco is #1 in offense and Walla Walla is #2 in defense. Walla Walla is #4 in offense and Pasco is #3 in defense. But Pasco has the Big Nine's leading rusher in Allen Ailep. A good tune-up for next week against Moses Lake's high-powered offense.

  To Cliff Brown:
  Funny how little things creep back from the cobwebs of your mind when something prods them out. I mostly remember goofing off together in band with Mr. Stassanis (sp). I never would have guessed that you'd get involved in some of the pranks that you've described! But then I remember a clue from way back when. Plane Geometry, 9th grade at Stevens, Miss Sturgeon. Every now and then, for unknown (for a while) reasons, the lights would suddenly go out while Miss Sturgeon was in the middle of explaining some important geometrical theorem. I don't think the teacher ever did figure it out, but you later admitted to some of us how you would pull the plug on the overhead projector from the outlet just enough to allow room for a small metal compass to drop across the hot and the neutral conductor. Presto! Lights out! I wondered sometimes whether you pulled that off anywhere else.
  By the way, what's the weather like in the southern hemisphere these days?

Paul Case (67)
Pasco, WA
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From: Cliff Brown (67)

  Another evening cruise story was when Jim [Gladden] and I went over to Kennewick high school to plant a smoke bomb in the football field. Harvey Houston, or someone, had shown Jay [Van Sant] and Jim how to make gunpowder with ingredients from a local drug store. Saltpeter and charcoal powder. We learned also that, if you added powdered sulfur, you could make an incredibly odiferous smoke bomb. We would mix up a batch in a large coffee can, and then take a common flashbulb for a camera, the type they no longer use, and solder wires to the bulb for subsequent use as a type of firing device. When buried in the coffee can, surrounded by mixed gunpowder, the bulb would light it off in no time if we touched a 12 volt battery to the other ends of the wires.
  So we drove over to Kennewick one night on my motorcycle and got into the empty football field. Was the night before the homecoming game, which was always a loud rivalrous affair. We parked the bike outside part of the stadium, and walked into the grassy part of the football field. The idea was to bury the coffee can in the middle of the field and bury the wires so that they would lead over the grandstands for ignition during the next game's halftime show. That mission accomplished, Jim took my keys and went back to get the bike. In his exuberance, and in the darkness, he drove the bike at a good clip over toward where I was. He failed to see a single half inch wire rope cable strung about chest high which separated the place where he had parked the bike from the inside of the stadium. Drove right into it and was swept off the bike. Suffered a broken mirror or such when it fell over the bike, that is. Jim seemed shook up but okay.
  We then raced back over the old bridge to the Pasco side. Went through about three lights in a row which happened to be green. Didn't hear the police siren behind me until Jim, knocking on my Helmet, got my attention and wanted me to pull over. I turned around and, for the first time (since the mirror was broken) saw this 1967 Plymouth Belvedere cop car racing up behind us with his front end raised in the acceleration mode, coming through the third traffic light and turning left onto the street which leads by the Pasco library. I pulled over and stopped. When the cop finally came up alongside, on foot, I said, "I suppose you want to see my license." His words were, "You're damn right and I also want to see you in jail." He didn't know about the smoke bomb, but seems I had been speeding through a 25 mph zone at over 60, and leading him unwittingly in a high-speed chase. Eventually lost my license for 60 days for that one. Would have been worth it if the bomb had functioned as planned, but the small batteries we had with us during halftime were too weak to get enough current through that length of wire. Later, after the game, we touched the wires to the batteries on my motorcycle and it went off exactly as planned. Would have been great to have it happen when the Kennewick band was on the field, but no such luck.
  Life in Pasco for boys was boring unless you got into this sort of thing.

Cliff Brown (67)
Bogota, Colombia
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From: Le'Ann McAllister Cherry (67)

  Well, back from vacation and many new entries to phsbulldogsonline. It really feels like home when you come to read stories about the fantastic past of good ol' PHS. I sure wish some former teachers could be contacted on this page. I have many whom I would like to thank. Everyone, please . . . pass this on to all on your e-mail addresses . . . we need many more members. Remember the good and the bad . . . it all turned out to be terrific!! My deepest regret is that I didn't know then what I know now.
  Everyone . . . the leaders, the geeks, the jocks, the underdogs, and the popular  are all one now . . . : ) Let's Pray for our Nation together.....................…

Le'Ann McAllister Cherry (67)
Kennewick, WA
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