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Allene Abbott (Prall) (1962)

Paul, glad to hear you made it back o.k. after 9/11.  I belong to the Savannah Writer's Group and have a friend named Ian who had a job in one of the twin towers.  He had been out "celebrating" the night before 9/11 with a group of friends and was late for work on 9/11.  As he approached the elevator to go up to his floor, the elevator was full, so he had to wait for another.  He and 3 or 4 others entered the elevator and didn't get very far when he heard a loud bang.  He then felt things coming down the elevator shaft, which he though were the a/c units which were on top of the building.  Of course, by this time the elevator had stopped completely.  He and the others tried for about an hour to get out of the elevator, but couldn't budge the doors.  A guard finally managed to get the doors open and told them that a plane had just hit the building.  He told them to run as fast as they could outside and to keep on running.  They were astonished to learn that they were still on the main floor and did what the guard had told them.  As he ran outside he saw bodies of people he knew who had jumped.  If he had been in the other elevator he wouldn't have made it out alive.  He said that this was one time when he discovered that drinking didn't endanger one's health.  If he hadn't been frinking the night before, he wouldn't have been late for work.  If you watch any of the documentaries on 9/11 and see people coming out of the elevator, one of them is Ian.  He moved to Savannah shortly after that happened, and now is living in his home country of England.  As far as my own experience is concerned, I was at home on a rare day when I didn't have to work at my part-time job, or have classes to attend towards my Master's degree.  I was out on the front porch drinking coffee.  My son was inside watching the Today show.  When I came in to get another cup of coffee, my son told me that a plane had just hit one of the twin towers.  At first we thought it was just a crazy pilot who didn't know how to fly, but then a second plane hit and we knew something wasn't right.  

Paul Schattauer (1961)

That day changed all our lives and the world.

Paul Schattauer (1961)

Please STFU Craig

Don Murdoch (1962)

Paul,   I'm with you.

Tom Stewart (1969)

Craig Mayfield...you are really hard to figure out.  Not sure if you have all your mental capability these days.  You have been posting hundreds of political and religious targeted comments for years now, and you say it is a High School, pre-High School blog?  It appears you are pouting since so many have taken you to task concerning your continued sarcasm, personal attacks, and political bias.

Your last post is filled with sarcasm...WWII?  Nuclear proliferation?  All because someone gave some personal testimony concerning the twin towers?  Go figure!  If you can't rule the sandbox no one else can play there!

Allene Abbott (Prall) (1962)

O.K. Craig, I will play your game, although I would love to hear some other personal accounts of what people were doing when 911 occurred.  I love to hear about Woodland in the "good ole days" but I believe that variety is the spice of life.  Anyway, keeping within your boundaries, does anyone remember Peggy's Kitchen?  Or who owned it?  It was at the SE corner of East St. and Beamer St.   During the early 50's, my father used to take us there on a weekend morning to get breakfast - usually pancakes, as I recall.  The place was always packed.  I suppose the truckers traveling down the highway (East St.) used to stop there.  It closed sometime during the 50's and succeeding owners tried to make a go of it, but I think it eventually remained closed permanently.  I haven't been back to Woodland since 2007, so I don't know what, if anything, is there now.

Paul Schattauer (1961)

Craig.  Thats my dog Katy, she was almost 13, I've had her since she was a puppy, sweetest gentilist dog I ever knew.  She recently started being disorented with other symtoms and Wednesday she started having serial grand mal siezures and we had to put her down.

Linda Lopez (1967)

Paul, sorry to hear about Katy. I too had to put my MinChi down before moving back to Woodland. She had cancer. Loss of an unconditional true friend.

Any pilots out there that could say if Watts Airport has any fly-ins happening during the year? I see Clear Lake has a Splash-in this weekend. Would be great if our area would do something like that. Brings in aircraft from all over the USA. 

Tom Stewart (1969)

I remember Peggy's Kitchen very well.  It was my great grandmother's favorite place to go. 

Sorry to hear about your dog.  My dog is 14 and he is at the end of his life.  I keep hoping he will go naturally, but I may have to have him put down one of these days.  I hate that!!!

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

So sorry about your dog. they become a very large part of our families and it's difficult to loose them.

Janet Long (Levers) (1966)

9/11 is definitely on my list of World Changing events, and just as meaningful for us to discuss here as the day JFK was show, which I believe was also discussed here quite a while ago. Both of these events were things our generation experienced first hand.

Janet Long (Levers) (1966)

SHOT, not show. Stupid auto-correct

Greg Kareofelas (1962)

Hey Allene

Yep, Peggy;s Kitchen - I lived next to the corner of Fifth and Beamer, so we could walk to Peggy;s Kitchen, Ever so often I run into the kids who's mom was Peggy, they sell out at the Marysville Flea Market, he's looking to see if he has a pic of the place he could share, The buiilding, much "remodeled" is still there, can't remember what it is now. In those days, no one took photos of the familiar, I tried to find a pic of "cruising the A&W" - no one had one :-)

And Yes, I know there is a lot of heavy stuff happening in the world today, but face it, at our age, you are not going to change our minds about anything, so you are either singing to the choir or else trying to stop the North Wind from blowing - We should keep this forum for the fun stuff:-) Like, did anyone take a pic of the "3 Jays" painted on the side of the Market??

Glenda Smith (Stone) (1968)

Joel Childers (1966)

9/11 and JFK. I was on the jam packed slow moving I-5 freeway morning commute to Seattle when the news came on the radio that the first tower was hit. I saw people freaking out in their cars until the traffic pretty much stopped. I was able to exit and pulled into a gas station mini-mart. The place was packed with people. By then the second plane had hit. Half the people in the place were sobbing and others just looked stunned. At that moment I recognized that I had felt this feeling before in November of '63 when Dale Lakey announced over the speaker system that JFK was dead. We were in Mr. Putnam's biology class. They let us all out of school, so I just wandered home to an empty house and to a changed world. I suppose it wasn't so odd, yet it was coincidental, that my employer, the Federal government, announced that work was cancelled that day. So I wandered back home to an empty house (except for our cats, Fleabag and Trotsky) and to a changed world. Speaking of a changed world, when we lived in Marysville, Washington, some kid shot and killed 4 other kids and himself at Marysville High School. We have lived for only a year and a half in Spokane Valley and this week a kid at Freeman High School just south of here shot 4 kids killing one. Remember in our day and age when there were no school shootings? I read in the paper this morning (Yes I still enjoy reading the newspaper) that there have been over 200 school shootings in this country. Really? Sorry to go on about such things. Fall arrived here with a Thud! The temperature went from the 90's and 70 days without rain to the 60's and drizzle. Time to put away the outdoor stuff. Q. What's Irish and sits out in the rain. A. Patty O'Furniture.

Janice Bell (Killian) (1966)

Janice Bell (Killian) (1966)

Robert Cowing (1965)

Robert Cowing (1965)

Janet Long (Levers) (1966)

Joel, I had not remembered that you were in Mr. Putnam's biology class the morning of Mr. Lackys' announcement, but I was sitting at a table right in front with three other girls. One of them started to cry, but the rest of us were frozen. One of the few moments about my four years at WHS that is crystal clear.....

Duane Jackson (1965)

This for Glenda Smith (Stone) 1968...Your father was the one who taught me how to type, or as it's called today "Keyboard" in 1963.  He moved me from one side of the typing class to the other next to a young lady that later became my girlfriend and then wife, and we are still together........I don't know if he ever knew that....

John Michael Somero (1967)

Another one for Glenda Smith:  If your father was Loren Smith, if my memory serves me correctly for the first name, he also taught me typing, but more than that, again, if my memory is serving me correctly, he was active in kayaking and white-water rafting on the American River and others.  I joined someone, and I'm 99 percent sure it was him, kayaking Cache Creek in flood stage, and rafting the American River as guides for folks that wanted to try it.  Am I correct?  Wow, that's been a long time ago!

Steve Takimoto (1966)

Glenda Smith:  I don't recall knowing you in high school, but I recall meeting you later.  I was in Loren Smith's Salesmanship class.  He later trained and employed me as a white-water river guide.  I was with Loren and Mickey on several runs down the Stanislaus, Rogue (Oregon), Selway and Salmon (Idaho) rivers.  I often wondered what became of Loren, Helen and you.

Robert Cowing (1965)

Robert Cowing (1965)