6/12/02
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PHS Alumni On-Line
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Jun 12, 2002
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5 Bulldogs and a WB today:
Jim Wolf (57)
Dave Whitmire (62)
Linda Wellman Mathisen (64)
Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)
Claudia Bellman White (64WB)
Linda Williams Shaw (67)
WB = Woulda been a Bulldog but moved away before graduation
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Contest ends Sunday (6/16/02) at midnight PDT. See web site under Special Archives & Other Stuff for details.
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From: Jim Wolf (57)
Does anyone out there know the where-a-bouts of Tex Vinson -- class of 57? I went to Glenn Avon, Ca. in May. He lived there about 12 years ago. No sign of him and Karlene Snyder Vinson at that time. He had a cousin, Kay Vinson, in the Tri-Cities. Any help will be appreciated!!
Jim Wolf (57)
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From: Dave Whitmire (62)
Although I didn't go to Hub's grocery very often, I was there once when Gary Baumgartner was there. Gary was known by many of us in school to pull the occasional prank on people. Mostly in Wood Shop. It might be that one's project might have an extra coat of varnish garnished with sawdust, or it may have been an added ornament such as a hatchet driven into it. However, the only time I got to see Gary in action was at Hub's. I had paid for my stuff and was walking toward the door when Gary threw a nickel on the counter for one of those HUGE dime Babe Ruth candy bars. Old man Hub, as we called him said "Hey, that costs a dime." Gary looked at the bar, looked back at the old man, and then proceeded to rip the bar in half and tossed half of it back to him and said "That's OK I only wanted half," as he (we all) ran out of the store. What old man Hub screamed at us wasn't exactly PG material. That was the last time I ever went there.
Every class has someone that is a creative, and humorous person. Gary has my vote for the class of `62. He still makes people laugh today. Oft times with just a goofy look as to what someone said. Thank goodness for people like him that can see the humor in things and make us laugh.
To Roger Pockelman:
Yes, I am the younger brother of Ken Whitmire. He and his wife of forty years (Carolyn) are alive and well and living in Kennewick.
To Miles Jaeger:
Do you remember about Ron Bracy and his desire for Hershey Bars? Something about a band trip and someone substituting Exlax for the chocolate that was supposed to be in the wrapper. He showed up at a party that you gave a couple of hours after eating it. He looked and sounded like that kid in "American Pie" that night.
Does anyone remember the name of the tall, left-handed male teacher at Longfellow that used to come out at recess and throw the football about a half mile to all of us guys?
Dave Whitmire (62)
Olympia, WA
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From: Linda Wellman Mathisen (64)
To Scott Labberton,
Yes, I definitely remember the fogging trucks. My brother and I were often outside playing with Mark Viste and Marsha Nelson when the trucks came by, and our mother would rush out and make us come in. I never wanted to stay outside because it smelled so bad, not because I worried about it being harmful. I don't know how you could even breathe getting that close to the truck.
To Pat Mitchell,
I remember playing down in the stadium before it was a stadium. There was old furniture dumped down there, and lots of hidey-holes to play hide and seek. I was really disappointed when I found out they were going to turn it into a stadium - I thought it was perfect just as it was.
Thanks for the info on Miss Miller - her name just wouldn't come to me. I really wanted her for my 6th grade teacher, so I asked Miss Chess to be sure to assign me to her class. Little did I know that Miss Chess and my folks had already decided that John needed the "strong hand" Miss Miller was known for. Miss Chess wanted to honor my request as well, so John and I both ended up in the same class. Really wasn't a good idea, but we both survived.
And I too remember Harold Hauser. He was always telling us stories about his tour of duty in Korea. I thought he was a great math teacher - I was able to do the work without understanding any of it. When I took Trig in college, I expressed my concern to the professor that I really didn't understand what I was doing, and was always surprised when I came up with the correct answer. I owe my subconscious understanding to Mr. Hauser, I'm sure. Needless to say, I DIDN'T major in math.
And speaking of math teachers, anyone else remember Mr. Gross? He was always chastising the girls in the class (specifically Lois Kincaid) for wearing short skirts. He scared me to death.
To Ann Tingley,
Mrs. Voorhees was the dance instructor across the street from the high school. I'm with you - I tried continuing with ballet/tap lessons after Mr. Hoffman died, but Mrs. Voorhees and I never hit it off. Remember how she always talked about taking a "troupe" to France?
To Mercedes (Deedee) Willox Loiseau,
Yes, it is I … er, I am she … Yup, it's me. Alma and I had a brief chance to visit at Katie's wedding - my grandson Dylan (4) was occupying most of my attention. I remember both you and Armand - didn't know you were a Bomber though. Glad to know you had the good taste to marry a Bulldog, heh! heh! I don't envy you the remodeling project. I'm having a house built, and that's not a project I'd ever do again. So many decisions … and I don't even have a husband to blame if it doesn't turn out like I expected! I hope God and Armand have gotten your bathroom done by now.
To Shula Kay Cherry (65),
I see your brothers, Jim and Joe, are joining in on the website. Where are you? Remember when you hurt your back in a trampoline accident in PE? You had to wear a brace-type contraption for a year. I remember hurting my back trying to do one of the required moves Miss Wilbur demanded of us, but I lucked out having to wear only a "cinch-type" brace and going to physical therapy for 3 months. Remember when we used to have backyard barbeques? Your Mom came to Mother's funeral last August and she looked wonderful. I was sorry to learn your Dad had passed away.
Linda Wellman Mathisen (64)
Scappoose, OR
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From: Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)
To Scott Labberton:
I was one of those who liked to run behind the mosquito fog trucks when they would go down Octave Street. Yep, it was very unhealthy for the mosquitoes, and for humans... What an uproar it would be today to do that -- but it was fun to chase the truck, even though we weren't supposed to.
I think the old tennis courts at Sylvester Park still have the raised concrete curb around them. There was a pipe that came out of the ground that ran over the edge of that curb. I can remember it was to fill the courts with water in the winter for ice skating. Anyone want to scout out to see if that old pipe is still there (on the side of the courts that was by the hanging bars that were three different heights -- west side)?
Ginger Mitchell Wedin (64)
Highlands Ranch, CO
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From: Claudia Bellman White (64WB)
For Linda Nagley Goulet:
Could you please give me Janet's e-mail address. I have enjoyed reflecting on all the memories everyone sends in. Fun times in the Tri-Cities. Everyone keep up the good work. Thanks Dennis - for placing me on the list.
Claudia Bellman White (64WB)
Fruitvale, ID
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From: Linda Williams Shaw (67)
It looks like my little brother is still tattling on me. Some things never change. So here's some news on little brother worth passing on. He'll be 50 on June 13.
Yes, Scott Labberton, I do remember the mosquito fogger in the summer. Between that and the radiation scares from Hanford and the bomb shelters in the basements, we were pretty secure kids. There were also air raid drills in school in which we got under the desks to hide from fallout. One day a civil defense worker came to Capt. Gray to demonstrate the drill and precautions one should take at school when the siren was sounded. Our grandmother was babysitting us that day, and we had her so scared that when my mother came home we were in the hall with pillows and sofa cushions over us. Sirens. Seems there was also a whistle that sounded every day at noon, too. And, the sonic booms. Talk about noise pollution!
Linda Williams Shaw (67)
Phoenix, AZ
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