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Dan Ree (Ree) (1964)

Gary...I think that was a Typo...It should have read...we will give you $2 off your Drivers License fee....Fat chance the State to give money away...LOL!

Betty Ciemny (Gastineau) (1964)

That was great, Gary. Still laughing!

Jean Duncan (Miller) (1968)

I agree with Elvis...need a like button!  

Rosemary Leventon (Hartwig) (1965)

Gary-Thanx sooooo much for posting this.  You made my day!

Norma Berrettoni (Plocher) (1966)

Good one, Gary.  

Jenny Johnson (Norman) (1966)

That was funny, Gary!  I also think a "Like" button would be terrific.

On the theme of working in Woodland in the '60's, fast food or whatever, in the summer of my Senior year I worked at the Hotel Woodland as a waitress.  Nice people and good tips, especially when the rodeo was in town.  No one tips like the cowboys!  At that time I was driving my Dad's VW bug to work and left it parked in the parking lot behind the hotel. 

One day after work I drug myself exhausted out to the Bug to drive home and, lo and behold, some rascals (you know who you are) had picked up the front of the VW and put the front tires over the other side of the cement parking barrier, high-centering the Bug.  

I don't remember if I walked home and my Dad took care of the problem, or if I just backed the tires back over the barrier and drove home.  Were you hiding somewhere close and laughing at my dilemma?  If so, can you please tell me what happened?  

Jenny Johnson (Norman) (1966)

Oh yeh. Nevermind - mystery solved.  Thanks - now I remember!   

Robert Cowing (1965)

Robert Cowing (1965)

   Shirley Mae Kleinen Parsons,    March 16, 1939 - Jan. 8, 2018  

Robert Cowing (1965)

Monte McCray (1966)

any of you gear heads on the forum had any experience with a t5 trans swap?

Janet Long (Levers) (1966)

Just a random observation from the outlying Woodland area: we're actually having THICK fog here like the "olden days". For a number of years, whether due to drought or whatever, there really hasn't been enough fog in the Central Valley to even comment on. Now it's back, and just like the '60's---pea soup morning and night. As a kid coming in from Zamora, my mother always tried to get behind a truck on old Hwy 99, so we' d have it as guide and protector. And when we'd be on the bus at 7 a.m. it was like being in a capsule moving through thick gray clouds. Had to be hard to see if there was a kid waiting at next stop! 

Anne Douglass (Loud) (1964)

Awhile ago there was some talk about Peggy's Kitchen.  It is now Zitio's.

Anne Douglass (Loud) (1964)

Recent picture of the big orange on Highway 80 in Dixon.  Was it called George's Orange?

Anne Douglass (Loud) (1964)

One more of the big orange...

Dan Ree (Ree) (1964)

Ann..thanks for the great memories of seeing the Big Orange Again........I bet that New Place that took over Peggy's kitchen......does not have the same great food Peggy's had.........and to think they knew your name ..when one came in...Now it's..Would you like Water..Here's your Menu .......

Robert Cowing (1965)

JoAnn Kergel (Wirth) (1965)

Janet, did we ride the same bus to high school?  I remember some Zamora kids on board.  My fav was getting to Yolo and having to sit three to a seat.  Perhaps at some point a second bus was added.  I didn't ride much as a senior.  Caught rides with Bill Hatcher or drove myself.

My memory of the fog was waiting for the bus at the end of our drive. (Roads 96 & 15)  You could hear it before you saw it as the headlights broke out of the fog.  Then driving the back way in to Yolo where we picked up the Yolo crew in front of the library.  Seemed to take forever.  We were often late to 1st. period because of the slow going.  The worse fog I remember was driving back from Yuba City after dark.  I had my window open with my head out trying to see the edge of the road.  No fog lines and few center lines on the country roads.  I have never seen fog like that since, not even living in Eureka, CA.

Theresa Eve (1964)

JoAnn:  I only took the Yolo bus a few times, to go to Peggy Dela Torres' home for 4-H sewing.

Thank  you for sharing those rides through the country.  Very foggy, going  into Yolo from Woodland with Dad when I was still going to Cachville until graduation in 1960.  Missed those rides. 

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

I have a question about the "big" Orange. Were their 2 different sizes? My Uncle had the one in West Sacramento and it was called the Giant Orange. Just wondering.

Greg Kareofelas (1962)

RIP Dale, the Class of 62 go a little smaller :-(

Anne, yes, for a long time (in the 1980's if was known as George's Orange, at that time it was a Mexican

restaurant, many a good lunch eaten there

and about Peggy's Kitchen, Peggy's  son sells out at the Marysville Flea Market, he is looking  for some of the old pix he has showing the Restaurant and "Peggy", I'll post as soon as I get to see and copy them

Gail Smith (Maxwell) (1964)

Tule fog...I remember it well.  In the late 60's, I lived and worked in Davis.  My mother lived in Sacramento and I would sometimes go over and spend the weekend with her.  A lot of the time, I would drive back to Davis early Monday morning to go straight to work and during the winter, there would be the fog on the causeway.  I remember being scared to death because of all the pile-

ups they had had on the causeway during the fog, where people couldn't see the car in front of them.  If someone came to a stop, it could cause a huge chain reaction of cars slamming into one another.  So, I would creep along at 10 miles an hour and pray that no one would be going too fast!  Those were the days!

I too remember the big orange in Dixon on 80.  My father would never stop there though, as he always wanted to "get home!"  We did stop at the Nut Tree once in a while though and I always enjoyed that.

Anne Douglass (Loud) (1964)

The Milk Farm was built in 1928 in Dixon and closed in 1986 after a large hole was blown in the roof during a violent windstorm.  Dixon residents protested against the destruction of the building, so it was dismantled and placed into storage in 2000.  Meanwhile, the sign still stands.

 

Becky Knight (Tobitt) (1961)

Hated tule fog! I remember too many late night rides home following the tail lights of a truck. Wonder if the ban on burning off the rice fields have anything to do with the decline of the tule fog? Bus rides in the fog were another experience! Thank goodness we had great bus drivers!

Theresa Eve (1964)

Becky, you are so right.  Those rides to Yolo from Woodland in the fog were so much a mystery in the early 1960s.   You could not see a thing.  So glad to get home in one piece.  It was always a very slow ride.  Taking night college classes at Woodland later on after Dad passed, and driving back to Sacramento was also difficult.  I would have dinner, see Mother and take a few night classes at the Woodland Junior College, easier than getting into Sacramento City College with few parking places.  Driving over the Sacramento bride was so difficult, could not see a thing.  I would call Mother when I got home.  Very much a vision of soup!

Anne:  Mother worked at the Milk Farm, she made salads there.  I was in the first and second grade.  We were going to build a home in Dixon, them Dad was hired in Yolo; so we moved to Yolo and then to Woodland.  Mother had to stop working at the Milk Farm when she had a terrible sinus infection.  Years gone by.