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Robert Cowing (1965)

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1958 – Sacramento Bee, page D-3

“Woodland Class B Eleven Wins Title”, McClatchy Newspapers Service

“WOODLAND, Yolo Co. – the Woodland High School Wolves last night wrapped up their second successive Metropolitan League class B football championship with a 20 to 0 victory over the Hiram Johnson Warriors.”

"Warren Meyer’s lightweights took the opening kickoff and drove 75 yards with Jerry Nakamura scoring from the 11 and Tom Shinn making good on the conversion.”

“They scored in the second  period on Dave Kindelt’s two yard run, Shinn again converting, and in the third quarter on Shinn’s eight yard run.”

“At the end of the game Woodland was less than a foot from Johnson’s goal line after a 63 yard pass and run play, Kenny Towle to Bob Wademan.

“Doug Koebel, Eddie Conley and Bob Danielson were outstanding in the line for the winners, who finished with a 9-1 record.”

Kara Danielson (1962)

My brother, Robert Danielson, was on the Football Team when WHS won their second championship and the following year they won again making it three in a row.  They all received a gold football on a chain to be worn around their necks.  That was an amazing time.

Doyle Phillips (1961)

Robert, What was confusing, or missleading was the Article 3333 November 16, 1957 Game was the

Graduating Class of 1958.  Article 3334 November 22, 1958 Game was the Graduating Class of 1959. 

Football Started in the Fall but you did not graduate until Summer.

Doyle Phillips (1961)

Janet Long (Levers), The Picture in the Warren Meyer Article 3314 was probably taken in November of 1957 but they were the Class of 1958.  The Player in front on the right is Don Northam, Class of 1961.  This old one cannot place any of the others.

Bill Means (1961)

OK everybody, if you look in your 1959 ILEX, page 98 you see the "B's cop second metro championship" in 1957. Yes, that is incorrect and I wrote it as it says, sorry, it's kind of like believing what you read on the internet these days. 1958 is correct and that is what is written on the back of my picture - why didn't I look there?

There are both sophomores - class of 1961 and juniors - class of 1960 on the team.

There was a separate Freshman team - class of 1962.

Elvis Kelley (1962)

Janet the only one I can identify is Bob Miramontes in between Fred Stone and Don . Bill scene you wrote the article can you tax your "old" brain and come up with more names. I blew a fuse .

Don Murdoch (1962)

Elvis,

  In that photo you recognized only Bob Miramontes and Don Northam.  Back row left to right:  Dick Ward, Ken Towle, John Copeland and Rich Pardini.  Dave Kindelt is between the coaches. I think that's Ed Marquez behind Kindelt.

Doyle Phillips (1961)

Speaking about Football, Woodland High School had 5 of the 100 Best High School Football Players in

Sacramento Area History.  Mentioned are Jerry Mosher RB 1962,   Rudy Lucero RB 1959,  Gerald Traynam

RB 1956,  Chris vargas QB 1988,  Craig Penrose QB 1970.  I remember Gerald, Rudy and Jerry and they all were great Athletes. 

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

In the locker room photo #3331 I believe the back row is ?, Ken Towle (61), John Copeland (59) and Dick Pardidn (60),(with shoulder pads), To the right of Mr. Meyer is Dave Kindelt (59)

Greg Kareofelas (1962)

Hi Vern

Two more pix of the Cache Creek Grocery

Vern Larson (1960)

Thanks Greg for taking these photos of my old stomping grounds.  The North edition was put on in the early 50's.  To the best of my knowledge, those shingles, which are close to 1/2 inch thick, have never been replaced.  I don't know when the store was built...I'm guessing 20's or 30's. 

Vern Larson (1960)

The first 6 years of my life were spent growing up on the S/E corner of North & Cleveland.  Ernie Gray, (of Grays Auto Sales) was 1 year younger and lived several houses South on Cleveland.  I got the bright idea one day for us to lay down in the middle of the street to stop cars. We were having a great time until a good Sameritan knocked on my front door and told my mom what we were doing.  That was the end of that game.  If anybody knows Ernie... please appologize to him for me for endangering his young life.

Elvis Kelley (1962)

Vern we did that in my neighborhood too. The drivers had to be alert back then. Don't remember any kids getting run over. Now they put little green men holding flags out in the street to warn you there are kids in the aera, and kids are being hit all the time. Ever wonder how we managed to get old  ?

Robert Cowing (1965)

Vern - Some amazing and brave pranks you pulled ! . . . Myself, Bill Monroe, Dennis Gorman, maybe Steve Waldeck and a couple of others, Jim Owen possibly, would wait until about 10 PM near the corner of College St. and Barlette Ave, near the WHS auto-shop and baseball diamond.

We would carefully lay a line of cut grass accorss the street with two of us on each side of the street with a stiff peice of rope connected to the line of grass.

When a car approached we would yell "Pull" as loud as we could and fall backwards, in which the car would come to a screeching halt.  Usually, the driver would get out, see the deception and either calmly get back in and drive away or, . . .  we suspected, a WHS student, yell something obscene and/or give chase, declaring if he would get his hands on us we would live, if lucky, reget it.  Good for a couple of times a night and lots of laughs.

BUT . . . never lay in the street ! , . . . man, you were either extremely brave OR. . . nothing personal here Vern, . . .  but amazingly lucky-stupid !  :O)  Thanks for sharing.

Guy "Fred" Stone (1969)

I am not sure which B team it was, but Meyer and Stone took the team to San Francisco for dinner and a movie, as their reward for the championship.

Must have been '57 or '58. Team went to Spengler's for seafood and then downtown to watch premier of "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World". The huge screen was curved for the latest in tech. 

As a 7 year old kid, I had laughed a lot, but for the next day or two my ribs felt bruised and sore....funniest movie...ever !

Sure will cherish those days. ....Warren Jr. and I getting the chance to be "waterboys". 

Guy "Fred" Stone   

Robert Cowing (1965)

Yikes Craig ! ! . . . I was involved in a couple of BB-gun wars which I learned from WHS upper-classmen.  Did you at least load rock salt in your shells instead of lead?  Any scars ?

Joel Childers (1966)

Craig and Vern. Your stories are awakening memories. I remember when we would walk out to a store on the way to Cache Creek and buy 22 caliber bullets and fire rounds into a big oak tree. Not quite sure if it was your place, though. And was it you, Craig, with Rob Blickle up in a barn "shooting at" Robin Springer and I down in the brush while we shot back? I remember Robin getting ticked off when bullets seemingly whizzed by his head. He jumped out and fired several rounds directly into the barn door. We were all stark raving crazy, weren't we? How did we survive? You want scary? I was riding my bike in the vacant lot behind the Old Opera House. Barefoot, of course. Got off my bike and stepped directly onto a 4" nail sticking out of a board. Blood was gushing out all the way home. Mom wrapped my foot in a towel and the towel got soaked through. I could see fear in her face and I thought I was going to die. Doctor Blevins came over, stitched up my foot and gave me a tetnus shot. Happy ending, but very scary.

Justene Manchester (Lipphardt) (1963)

Joel,  

I love the part of your story where you say that Dr. Blevins 'came over' and sewed it up.  You don't see doctors going to home visits anymore.  Those were good days in our small town.  Maybe some small towns still have doctors like this.  Loved our doctors Morrison, Blevins and Dr. Nichols with that light on his head.  

Justene Manchester (Lipphardt) (1963)

And....Craig, I cannot even imagine the horror of seeing so many black widow spiders.  It will take some time to get that vision out of my head.  

Vern Larson (1960)

The scardest I can recall being is one time as a young boy climbing an Engish walnut tree and on the way down I pushed myself away from the tree and landed on all fours. There at the base of the tree between my hands was a snake coiled up ready to strike. I jumped up and ran crying into my dads little store out by Cache Creek and said there was a rattle snake out by the walnut tree. We went back out to the tree but the snake was gone.  I probably scared the poor snake as much as it scared me. I don't know for sure if it was in fact a rattle snake, but as scared as I was, it might just as well have been.  From then on, I always looked CLOSELY before I jumped.

Vern Larson (1960)

On Fridays a bunch of the guys I ran around with during our Freshman year would often times get together and walk to the State theater. There was Don Longee, Everette Parsons-RIP, Mike Stump, Ron Cross, Dan Best, John Monroe-RIP, Ranse Reynolds, Richard Bolen, and Robert Chamberlin-RIP.  After the movie, as we were walking home, some of the upper classmen would be on the lookout for us in their car to harrass us. We would split up and take off running. I always made sure I was with Everette Parsons because he knew all the alleys, and back yards better than anyone. It was all fun and adventure. Circa 1957.

Duane Jackson (1965)

Been reading and soaking in all the memories of the past posted by others and let me say I enjoy them all......Been thinking about coming up to Woodland and walk our old school street...............You know the one between the annex and the Ag classes and the parking lot..............Don't know why I want to do this, but I feel the need to do it................

Dan Ree (Ree) (1964)

Duane.....you are not alone....I was there this weekend  from Bakersfield and did what you are about to do.....very weird feeling...it is like all were there but they were not.   So much changed in that area..how sad to take that school building away and the calm it had.   I visit my grandparent's original home at 1301 Viento lane just down from the old high school and the lot where Tim's and the old Raley's was before it caught fire and they built the new one.   I think when my grandfather passed away( John D. Ree...Tailor for Men at the Porter Building) my grandmother sold it to Bobbi Blacks parents.    Not the same just an eerie feeling, having born there and remember the calm simple way of living.    People there not that friendly like I was an Alien.  Down town sucks......Took away the old look.......in which the City was built on!!!   Looks like any city now!!!!  Met a couple of the officers and they started to pick my brain of the way it was and were amazed how could we do our job without the equipment they have today...simple I told them, good cops that could figure things out with out the toys telling you what to do........

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

Duane, if you do get to Woodland try and come during the week. Go into the Adult Ed office (our old cafeteria) and ask if you can just go into the Annex. They have classes there but you just want the hallway. Walking up the stairs to the second floor will flash memories you won't believe!

Elvis Kelley (1962)

Joan what this site needs is a LIKE button. Your post would definitely get a few !