| BEND SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL CLASS OF 1958 Page last changed 02/21/12 |
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| CLASSMATES Barbara Consford (Pittman) Robert Douglass Jim Feser Larrence IIams Judy Jones (Kinney) Linda Lively (Garcia) Adele Luna (Tomlinson) Gary Lee Nickel Dana Storey Frank Thomason Frank Wilbanks Lawrence Williams Don't leave your classmates in the Toilet! |
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| Pine murmurs 2011 |
| Photo of the week! |
| This is worse than the women's stalls at a sporting event. |
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| Please all of you, look through old photo's and send them in.. Grade school photos especially because this is your archive to forever record our history. Look on the bottom of the "Departed" page and if you have any photos of our deceased classmates please send them to add to that page. Time to get out of those easy chairs and vote for the sexist man in the class. If I don't have your photo then send it to me with your vote. |
| Website kitty is healthy again. I have printed a list of all those who have sent in money. If you can't find your name there then its time to send a check to Barb. $14 for one month. Please help keep our class together and informed. A special thank to all the folks on the list and especially to those with multiple months of support. This December 2011 was our four year anniversary of the website. Thank you to the following people who responded to this request with money to support the website. The Lehto's, Leo Palmer, Bill Brennan, Gary Slate and Margret Ann. |
| Number of months of support 8 Months Fred Fenton 6 Months Leo Palmer 5 Months Lehto's 5 Months Meg Williamson [Cole] 5 Months Ed Donohue 5 Months Gary Slate 4 Months Bill Brennan 2 Months Paul Beaulieu 2 Months Tom Barney 2 Months Barbara Stokoe 2 Months Richard Porter 2 Months Fonda Ellis [Mills] 2 Months Peyt Roarig [Turner] 2 Months LANZ |
| Number of months of support 1 Month Ruth Poetschat [Douglas] 1 Month Tinky Gregg [Ling] 1 Month John Newell 1 Month Pat Brennan [McCrea] 1 Month Dan Wybenga 1 Month Judy Hanson 1 Month Karen McMeen [Leagjeld] 1 Month Andrea Hunnell DuPree] 1 Month Anzonetta Longley [Adams] 1 Month Sally Stearns [Burse] 1 Month Richard Harris by family 1 Month Sid Bauer 1 Month Elaine Glass [Ammann] |
| Failures of the week. |
| This is not 'BALDING' - This is in 'FOLLICLE REGRESSION.' I was looking through my archive of photos for the last four years and it occurred to me that several of my classmates had fallen asleep in the barber chair one to many times. Now I have heard over the years that this look is sexy so I felt compelled to document these looks and request that the class vote on the sexist man in the class. Yes Norm and Freddy you can vote for yourself as many times as you want. Now if any of the contestants feel that I have misrepresented them, than by all means comments are more than welcome as well as new photos. I could only show guys who I have photos of so if I missed you please send me in your entry. All comments are welcome and you can vote by just filling in the email form above with a name of your choice or choice words if you must. |
| Mr. Brennan |
| Mr. Boyd |
| Mr. Rhodes |
| Mr. Williams |
| Mr. Douglass |
| Mr. Donohue |
| Mr. Bauer |
| Mr. Neth |
| Mr. Wybenga |
| Mr. Fenton |
| Mr. Paxton |
| Mr. Ylvisaker |
| Mr. Wirch |
| Webmaster |
| Mr. Palmer |
| Mr. Noakes |
| Mr. Beaulieu |
| Mr. Slate |
| Mr. Slack |
| Mr. Norton |
| Mr. Skjersaa |
| Mr. Lehto |
| Mr. Rogerson |
| Mr. Barney |
| Alright, the first vote is in. Do you agree? Get your vote in. Brennan Out Glasses and no hair. Boyd Out No glasses and some hair. Rhodes Out Plastic surgery and can put own hand on his shoulder. Williams Out Glasses with hair. Douglass Out No hair, glasses and half a face (profile shot) Donohue Out Glasses and some hair - nice shirt but to bad they didn't have his size. Sid Out Hair in wrong spot for being great home run hitter. General Neth Contender Impressive resume and best dressed. Fast Freddie Contender According to Nina should be winner. Wybenga Out Too nice of guy with some hair. Guy Out Hair in wrong place. Ylvisaker Out Camera could not even help. Wirch Out Too cute. Lanz Out Contest Chairman. Leo Out Shoulders to big for head or head is not large enough. Noakes Out Impostor photo - Norm not that big and has more wrinkles. Paul Out No eyes or hair. Skip Contender Smile keeps you from looking at hair loss and glasses. Slack Contender Not much wrong. Norton Out Not sure that is him after 54 years. Lehto Out His bride probably says I'm wrong. Terry Out Great guy on the slats and tough guy no matter what the challenge. Ron Out Sexy earlier in life. Barney Out Best on the other side of the camera. And the winner is: Slack by a hair over Neth, Skip and Mighty Bull - Keith gets my vote. Mighty Bull Fenton 01/07/12 |
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name = elsa ruth douglass email = XXXXXXX@bendbroadband.com phone = 541-312-5555 comments = i'd vote for denny -- always! ruthie 1/26/12 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Better get your vote in QUICKLY because Fast Freddie is stuffing the ballot box again. Webmaster -----Original Message----- From: webhosting-userform@bhsclassof58.org name = diana vinje email = XXXXX@msn.com phone = 608-655-5555 01/26/12 comments = I vote for Fred Fenton --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----Original Message----- From: webhosting-userform@bhsclassof58.org Sent: Monday, January 23, 2012 7:17 AM To: robertlanz@msn.com Subject: Yahoo! web hosting Email name = Mighty Bull comments = Lanz, 9a wants to vote for me is that OK? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Of course. Glad she has participated. Waiting for votes from all of the class. My wife won't vote for me because she thinks I photo shopped my photo. Sheees who knew that she doesn't see me as I am. LANZ |
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| A while back a spontaneous group of email's reached my computer with the gang talking about their military service. I believe these guys and all vets are national hero's so it was a no brainier that I share these stories with you. Any other vets from our class, please send in your story to add to these. Webmaster ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: 50 Years Ago - True Story Howdy, Last week 50 years ago I boarded a Greyhound bus in downtown Sacramento and headed south stopping at many small towns and a few large ones. We would pick up a couple of guys at each stop and the bus ended up being pretty full. We pulled into this place on the east side of Monterey Bay and stopped as we were to start this retreat that provided housing, food, clothing, health care, man toys and various activities. There were a couple of clubs and a golf course located there - sounds like fun. We get off the bus and some guy starts yelling at our group of well dressed guys. There were ER's, RA's, and NG's amongst our little new club. I realized in 10 minutes that I was glad to be and ER and not a RA. You see this bus load of young guys had arrived at Fort Ord for about 10 weeks of basic infantry training. We would learn many things that were designed to keep us alive if and when we would have to go to battle, you paid attention. I liked the food as I had been single and was tired of eating out twice a day. I had a 30 inch waist and weighed 150 pounds when I arrived and left 10 weeks later coming out with 29 inch waist and 165 pound - man of steel. Learned exercise routines, how to wash pots and pans, tear a M-1 down and shoot it, throw hand grenades, do the low crawl, do double time, be humble, do not ever volunteer, how to camp out, use a bayonet, learned what tear gas smelled like and what it did to your eyes and throat, use a compass, stand fire guard 1 hour in the middle of the night ever 7th day and many other useful things. We were tested to see what MOS (military occupational specialty) we should be assigned and Fenton could type pretty good and was labeled a clerk - just super. When that 10 week vacation ended I was a lucky one and sent to the Presidio of San Francisco to type orders for 4 months. When that bus arrived there 50 years ago we started earning $63 a month and I got raised to $73 when I reported to SF. The reason I was happy to be a ER (enlisted reserve) as my obligation was that of the NG (National Guard), 6 months active and 5 1/2 years of meetings and 2 week summer camps. The RA's were either drafted for 2 years or enlisted for 3 years and would do reserve time when they fulfilled their obligation for a total of 6 years. When I was discharged on Dec 23, 1967 I was an SP4 earning as I remember $154 a month rate. I have been proud of my service but really look up to the guys who did 2,3,4 years and some that made a career of the military. On a side story a friend of mine who came to US from Canada with family when Roy was about 19 wanted to become a citizen had to join army for 2 years and do reserve time for 4 more years. Roy did just that and as a medic was called up twice because of Nam after serving his two year stint. Roy more than earned his citizenship but that is what you had to do. Roy has this saying that anyone who thought military was fun has a poor memory - kind of a joke with him and I. Anyone else remember what they did in the first half of 1962. Fred F. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, like a lot of us in Bend, I joined the NG way too young, June of '56, but not quite as young as Lehto! Newell and I joined the same night. It was my choice to stay in, ans I enjoyed it for a long time, until March of '66. It was a bit of a kick as the Bend Guard unit went through two conversions from a Pentomic Concept infantry rifle company to an anti-aircraft artillery battery, to an armored company. Exposure ot lots of different types of equipment and weapons. What was I doing in the first half of '62? As well as working,being a husband and father, I Was a staff sergeant E-6, a section leader in Battery D in Bend and enjoying being in charge of an M42 self-propelled dual 40 MM AA gun. But, then, I did have a weird sense of enjoyment! John W. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On 2/2/2012 5:36 AM, Gary Slate wrote: 50 years ago today I boarded a plane in Portland heading for basic training in the Army at Fort Carson Colorado. My experience in basic was very similar to Fred's-- loved every minute of it. From Ft Carson I went to administrative school at Ft Leonardwood, Missouri. Always wanted to stand on the corner of 12th street & Vine so took a weekend pass and went to Kansas city. Talk about Getto--- all I saw was hookers and drug dealers---booked out of there in a hurry. I had heard scuttlebutt that in the Military District of Washington (DC), the women out numbered the men by 10 to 1 so I requested duty there. I was sent to a garrison company in Arlington, Virginia (about a mile from the Pentagon). As it happened, a whole group of GI's were on a train from Missouri to DC. We were told that we were not allowed to leave our car for any reason. Well, that didn't set well with me so myself and a group of the other GI's proceeded to see if there were any good looking young ladies aboard the rest of the train. We proceeded to inspect the rest of the cars and there was, in fact, some very nice prospects and we had a blast the rest of the trip. The lady that I had befriended was from DC and she wanted to introduce me to her parents who were picking her up at the station. As we got off the train, she waved at her parents and grabbed my hand to take me over to meet them. Little did we know that the train folks had called ahead and claimed we had taken over the train and were drunk and harassing the women. Well, that was far from the truth as the women were buying us drinks and were also having a blast. Bottom line--an MP yanked me away from the young lady (I never saw her again) and I spent my 1st night in DC in the brig. All went well after that incident. I took some tests (I always figured they mixed my score up with someone else) and I had the highest score of anyone in the company of 500 men on the intelligence test. As a result, I went to work for the Commanding Officer, got promoted in the minimum time period, never pulled KP, or any other extra duty for the rest of my tour. I also met my wonderful wife during that period and have lived in Virginia since that time. Skip S -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I aborted a trip to Guatamala (ran out of money in L.A.), was unsuccessful in finding a job in 3 days, so spent the first half of '62 in basic training and then tech school in the Air Force. Was MOSed into Intelligence Analysis (202), which got me a year on St. Lawrence Island in the middle of the Bering Strait off of Nome, Alaska, and 18 totally wonderful months in Italy. Air Force was good duty, mainly because, since I had 2 years of college, I generally was a flight leader and didn't see much of the backside of a kitchen. I made grade in minimum time and the re-enlistment bonus would have been pretty sweet, but decided to go back to Oregon and finish college (done mainly on a Ruth Poetschat Douglass scholarship). I wouldn't trade those years. They gave me a definite outlook on life, one that I value. dd -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fifty years ago today Gloria was 3 months pregnant with our daughter who was born in August of 1962. I was scheduled to attend summer camp in August and I wanted to be with Gloria during her delivery. The top brass was pressuring me to attend the Oregon Military Academy for the next 12 months and become a commissioned officer. Training started in June of 1962. Life is about choices so I chose a commission so I could be there when my first child was born. A very good decision. During our tour of duty at the Armor school in Fort Knox, Kentucky Gloria and I lived on base. But that’s another story. I managed to ace out a OCS Lt. Jarhead for honor graduate. The only competition was a marine who met all the requirements. He was totally physically fit, highly military proficient ( 4 yrs. of enlisted time) plus his IQ was above room temperature. If the marine won military stakes which was a 15 K run with 30 stations of proficiency testing he would have been the honor graduate. He was 200 meters in the lead heading for the bridge. I could see the finish line and if I swam the canal could get there first. He cried foul to the Bird Colonels on his late arrival and they told him he was just out smarted. I was the only guardsmen in the Spring class out of 165 Lieutenants. A number of years later I transferred from the Army to the Air Force. I was trained as an Air Controller at Tyndall AB in Florida. Gloria the children and I lived off base on the white beaches of the Gulf of Mexico for 3 months. Now that was the greatest tour of duty during my 21 years of service. During Dec. 1972 I was TDY at Houston support base for the moon mission. I was working as a weapons controller during the last moon shot. I missed seeing the command module being loaded into the “ Guppy” since I was working at the time. The Guppy was a modified KC 97. This aircraft was the same plane we used for aerial refueling. I also had the opportunity to witness one of the earliest flights of the SR71 blackbird. By the time I got to work it was airborne on it’ s way to Cuba. I could watch it fly over 3000 miles per hour on my radar screen. After 21 yrs. of service I was scheduled to attend Command and Staff at Colorado Springs. I had to choose between my Forest Service career or a Military career. I could not do both so retired at age 36. That military training and experience was what propelled my career in Aviation and Fire Management. Frank L. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE WORLD TRAVELS OF CLINTON D. NETH SPONSORED BY THE UNITED STATES AIR FORCE (1962 through 1985) 16 January 1962--I entered the recruiting office in Portland, Oregon with the intention of joining the NAVY, but a very determined Air Force recruiter convinced me that “I could see more of the world from a fast flying aircraft than from a slow moving boat.” That Air Force Sgt had a quota to meet! After a quick physical, I raised my right hand, signed my autograph on the dotted line and was off to see the world! That very afternoon I was flown to Lackland AFB Military Training Center at San Antonio, Texas and my military career began. What a wake up call. Those drill instructors put our bodies in positions that we didn’t know existed. In March 1962, I was sent to Amarillo AFB, at Amarillo, Texas for technical training prior to my first duty station assignment at Evreux-Fauville Air Base, at Evreux-Fauville, France. In June of 1962, I landed at Orly International Airport in Paris and took a bus to Gar St. Lazar train station. Not speaking or reading French I had a dilemma. I didn’ t know which train to take to Evreux. I must have sat for a couple of hours, when I noticed a couple walking toward me and the man was wearing military dress shoes. I immediately approached him. He was military and married to a French woman. He spoke perfect French, my problem was solved as he obtained the information about my train departure, purchased my ticket and escorted me to the correct track and train. This experience taught me to be more self reliant. In the future, no matter what country I was in I learned enough of their language to get by on. I spent 2 years in France, until French President De Gaulle demanded our military bases be closed and all troops removed. The last 6 months I spent flying between Evreux-Fauville AB and Lockbourne AFB, Ohio in preparation for the base closures. From June of 1964, until September 1965, I was stationed at Lockbourne AFB, at Columbus, Ohio. In September 1965, I was stationed at Sheppard AFB, at Wichita Falls, Texas, where I went through helicopter training school. I spent 2 years learning the operations and systems of the different helicopters in the Air Force inventory. In this career field, orders to Southeast Asia, was a certainty. October 1967, I was sent to Mather AFB, at Sacramento, California for M-16 rifle training. The M-16 was the newest and latest small arms weapon, developed specifically for use in Vietnam. We had to learn every aspect of this weapon, prior to deployment to Southeast Asia. En route to Vietnam I went through Pacific Air Forces Jungle Survival Training at Clarke AB, Philippines. As a Flight Engineer in the Air Force, I served in Vietnam during 1967 to1972. I was a crew member on a CH–3C helicopter. Our mission was putting recon and assault teams in the field (North & South Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos) and extracting the same type teams when they came under fire and were pinned down. Putting teams in was a piece of cake, but getting teams out became a bit more difficult, as we always encountered ground fire. The only fire power we carried was M-16 rifles. Machine guns were not installed because they would interfere with troops entering and exiting the aircraft. We also picked up downed pilots and relocated Vietnamese refugees. My day began with a 4 a.m. preflight of the aircraft and approximately 5:00 a.m. we were loading our daily supplies of water, C-rations. M-16’s, ammunition and any other items required for the flight. During the loading of the aircraft the rest of the crew was being briefed about the mission (I would be briefed later by the aircraft commander). We flew to NKP (Nakhon Phanom), where we received specific mission details, such as, if we were picking up and/or dropping off teams, what type of team, assault or recon or relocating refugees. Refugees had to be watched constantly, as there was no way of knowing if one of them was carrying a weapon or an explosive device that could disable or destroy the aircraft and crew. We put a 14-member fully packed ARVN (Army of the Republic of Vietnam) recon team in the field in the early morning and extracted a 16-member assault team in the late afternoon. Putting teams in went without a hitch, primarily because the Vietcong had no idea of when or where we would be dropping off a team. However, the extraction did not go as easy. The assault team, who had been on the ground several weeks, were tired, pinned down by gunfire and needed to be rescued immediately. These missions consisted of three helicopters. Two were used to pick up the team and one was for back up, staying airborne. Its task was to replace either of the two helicopters should they become disabled or shot down. The two helicopters used for pick up always caught ground fire during the team rescue. When possible, we landed to make the pick up, but many times we were forced to use the hoist, hovering 25 to 50 feet above the canopy of the trees. Picking up a team with the hoist was the least preferred method, because it was more time consuming and made it more dangerous for everyone involved. The standard operating procedure was to get in and out of the LZ (landing zone) as quickly as possible. On the return flight to the base we frequently encountered enemy missile fire. According to leaflets distributed throughout the area, there was a “monetary bounty” for every helicopter shot down. This scenario was part of our daily routine and ended with a post flight somewhere around midnight. Next day … INSTANT REPLAY! MY VIETNAM TOUR OF DUTY IS NOW UNDERWAY! Cinton N. |
| There is a a bug in the program that I am using to create this roster. I aplogize up front if your data is missing. I type it in and it disappears over time. Please help me by checking your data often and let me know if it is wrong or something is missing. Thank you. -- Webmaster |
I just printed a new Roster @ Tel list so now is a good time to print them. |