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Tim Tucker (1965)

I see "Craig the Keyboard Cowboy" you're at it again.

Doyle Phillips (1961)

Robert,  Where did you get that picture of the Scotland Highlands cow?  I have not seen one of them in years.  I assume it is a Highlands

Joel Childers (1966)

In response to those who find some comments in the MESSAGE FORUM to be below their standards, I offer the following: Order! Order in the FORUM! Why thank you; I'll have a large pepperoni. What's the FORUM password? It's the name of a fish. Is it Mary? No, that's no fish. It isn't? Well she drinks like one. By the way, the ivory poachers were having a heck of a time removing the tusks in Zimbabwe, so they moved to Alabama. Why Alabama? Because the Tuscaloosa. Class of 66' ruuuuules! 

Vern Larson (1960)

I have totally enjoyed this WHS60's.org web site and appreciate all the hard work, talent, and dedication that it requires to keep it going. Also the All 60's Class Reunion held last September 14, 2013 was one of the most memorable events of my life. I was most grateful to be able to see and visit with friends and classmates not seen in over 50 years and most likely will never get a chance to see many of them ever again.  I graduated in 1960 and was only in Woodland for an additional 4 summers working in the hay fields bucking hay with Bill Carter & Terry Morris. I have visited Woodland on special occasions such as wedding, funerals, baptisms, anniversaries, and when ever I could, but not as much as I would like.  It is through this web site that I have been able to reconnect with long lost friends and classmates. I would hope that we would use this valuable service as a tool to spread as much good will and kind feelings as possible. Time really is short...lets make the most of it my fellow friends and classmates.

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

Ok, I've kept my mouth shut long enough. I know it's  a free country and we can say anything "within reason" but Craig Mayfield you have been beyond reason. This is a place where we can find information about where our classmates have been, where they are and where they are going along with wonderful memories of our time at WHS. NO ONE wants to listen to you put people down. If someone does, please speak up and defend him. Get a hint from my classmate and friend Vern Larson's post. He's a class act! Thanks for trying to change the tone here Vern. If you want to enjoy this forum Craig, stop bashing our classmates!

Joel Childers (1966)

Brown's Corner (used to buy ammo here with Robin Springer and Danny Gitenelli)....Sanitary Dairy (used to deliver milk to our house)....The Spudnut (Pop's favorite dessert)...Sunset Drive-In (lay on the hood with a blanket)...Foster's Freeze (to A&W and back)...Tafoya's Market (used to deliver produce to all the small stores and restaurants on my grandfather's delivery truck)...Brackett's Pool Hall (spent too much time here)...Traynam's Music (bought all my 45s here)...Cranston's Hardware (great bins of screws and nails)...The Electric Garage (Grampa helped found this place and I've driven Dodges most of my life - with some regret)...The Porter Theater (yes there was a third one besides the State and Yolo Theaters). Hey I got an idea for you guys and gals that read this all the time incognito; be brave and chime in with your memories. 

Walter J. "Wally" Summ (1967)

Vern,

Your response is not only warm and heartfelt, but mature and responsible.  You are to be commended. 

John Eaton (1964)

Most forums that are open occaisionally fall victim to this sort of thing.  In most cases a moderator has to step in or the purpose of the medium gets lost in the "noise".

Does anyone remember Olson's Hobby Shop, or the model section at Woolworths? 

Justene Manchester (Lipphardt) (1963)

Well said, Vern.  We were lucky to have grown up in Woodland during the 50's when it was fun living in our small town.   Town isn't so small now but I hope the kids growing up here are making some fun memories for themselves. like we did.  

Enjoy hearing about the fun times and good memories that people share here.  Let's keep it fun.

Justene  

Kathryn Jull (1961)

Joanie and Vern - well said.  Growng up in Woodland was not easy because it was a small town and everyone knew who you were.  My Mom used to tell us "be careful what you say or do, it could come back to haunt you".   Even worse was having a teacher who taught them.  Also if you did something that you didn't want them to find out - they would - small town, news travels fast!!!!  Like the time my folks were out of town and I took my mom's car to cruise Main street - I made the mistake of getting gas at Didion's, and of course he asked my Mom about me being old enough to drive - cought!!!!!!

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

Enjoyed your post Kathy and it brought back a memory that you can relate to. My dad and Ray Bell, Sr. worked together. He was my mom's cousin. They had to take classes every year in San Francisco and Ray jr. and I had this great idea.Whoever's parents drove to SF the other person would take the car left at home and we would take our "younger" siblings for a ride to town. You remember that we lived on CR 23, down from the fair grounds and the Bells lived on the corner of 99W (East St) and CR23 (Gum). My dad drove and so Ray and Carol picked up Bill and me in his dad's new car (a Hudson) Ray and I were 15 and I had my licence, but Ray didn't. Drove to the post office (why I don't know) and when we came out the car was on fire and the police, fire dept and the guy from the DD with his big camera. Busted! To make matters worse, Ray Sr was the mayor then.

Mary Cassel (Mailloux) (1967)

In response to reading---or not reading---those brainless comments from Craig Mayfield,  I chose option B.  I just skim over and don't bother reading.

Theresa Eve (1964)

Woodland always did have some "gentlmen" and "ladies."  Thank you Vern Larson, John Eaton, Liz Geer and others for showing the class I remember from Woodland.   Joel Childers you are right!  Cranston's Hardware was always so fun to go into, especially from the back alley way.  Every farmer in the area would go there to get some part for the farm.  Dad always went there for some household repair item, and I loved going along to meet people there.  The dish section had a wonderful selection of fine china and everyday dishes. And you could always see who was getting married and their selection of china.   It was always a treat for me to go to Cranston's.  I miss that store.  I have the original Franciscan dinner ware in yellow,  from Cranston's.

Vern Larson (1960)

Craig Mayfield - I'm sorry for the remarks some have made about you.  You have impressed me with the calmness you have shown in the face of a storm without retaliation. That takes a strong person with confidence and self control. Some may not agree with what you write...but I have not seen anything abusive, fowl mouthed, or disrepectful from your writings. Some things I have not understood... others have called it nonsensical.  But there have been many beautiful and popular songs written that we have all happily and playfully sung along with that have also been nonsensical. When it comes right down to it...we are all in the same boat. We've all made mistakes, and we can all use some help once in a while.

Joel Childers (1966)

Oh, the Hobby Shop. How could I forget. I remember painstakingly gluing a cool model red corvette, an F-15 fighter jet, and a three stage rocket and applying the tiny decals. I also bought a rock tumbling machine there. It cranked away for years on our back porch resulting in lots of shiny rocks. And jig-saw puzzles. Wow. The Hobby Shop (never knew it as Olsen's) was one of my favorite places as a young boy!

Joel Childers (1966)

Thank you all who post. But this morning thanks especially to John Eaton for bringing back to mind the Hobby Shop. And thank you Vern Larson for the "wished I'd said that" remark you made about Craig. Craig was a classmate from way back in Mrs. Kibby's 8th grade class. I hesitate to report others misdeeds, but this one is too good. One noon period, Craig turned all the desks in Mrs Kibby's room upside down. Every one of them. I was there to see the look on her face when she walked in and saw it. Precious! A lot of us hung out with Craig just because he was an odd-ball character who could liven things up in our little "Foster's Freeze to A&W" world. I would rather read his enigmatic posts than the posts calling for his crucifixion. In the words of that great philosopher, Rodney King, "Can't we all just get along?"

Nancy Lee Gilbert (Garcia) (1967)

I've been reading most of the posts and have watched as it has dwindled down to a few people. I think Craig Mayfield sounds like he's had a few ( too many) by the time he starts posting and was having fun. I think that  a few of you who act like this is YOUR private forum  attacked him first.   P.S. I don't even know Craig,but a least he isn't boring. 

Joel Childers (1966)

....which is another not-so-sweet bit of nostalgia. I remember doing the drill at Beamer School. In case of nuclear attack we were all to crouch down under our desks where the radiation couldn't get us.

Theresa Eve (1964)

The Sunset Drive In was always fun!!  The summer time place for entertainment.  The 4th of July Fireworks were always great.  How many people drove off and forgot to put the speakers back?  And of course that was the place to "make out", or so I was told.  Whatever!  The snack bar was interesting, even thou it took a long time to get served.  Those were the summer times in Woodland.  

John Eaton (1964)

Leonard Thatcher taught my fatherMarshall and my uncles, Pep, Jerry, and Jim Eaton.  I had him for Algebra II and Trigonometry.  He was living in his house behind me on second, between Marshall and Bartlett) until he had to go to a rest home. When his home sold the city made the new owners demolish the back room where he had his travelling trophys becuase it was not a permitted structure.  Always thought that was an insulting end.

Joan Richter (Lucchesi) (1960)

I had the same 5th grade teacher (Miss Grigsbe) and 8th grade (Miss Proctor) as my dad at Dingle School. At WHS the same ones I had that my dad did were Mr Cossman (Biology) and Mr Thacher (algerbra).  My son had Mr. Brown in the 80's as I did in the 60's (English).

Tuni Gravink (House) (1964)

I remember going to WHS my first year, and the gym teacher Mrs. Brandenburg told me if i was anything like my aunt she would flunk me. My aunt had rhuematic fever and was weak, and the doctor would not let her do PE, and i guess that did not set well with the teacher. I told her, i was nothing like my aunt, i was myself. My uncles had some of the same teachers we had yes. Bob Gordon had taught my mother art at night school, but Mrs. Vicekry at Dingle School had most of my relatives (the younger ones). I remember the bomb drills, and how we had to tuck and duck, and then they did the one where we had to all go home as fast as we could, and our parents knew what day this was happening and they were supposed to time us. Does anyone remember that drill? I was at Harriet Lee school for that one. Then they did the one from Dingle were we all held hands and walked to the courthouse does anyone remember that one?

Cruisin, Tom S. My uncle Tom Gravink used to take me in his snazzy Zepher cruisin with him, and i was only 4.5 at the time. I thought wow, fancy car, and my uncle knows alot of people. My dad one year was in the TR-6 on cruise night and was coming back from my sisters house, and he got stuck on that cruise thing, and said how in the blazes do i get out of this? I beleive he turned on to College of one of the streets and totally messed up the cruise route for all, just trying to get out of it.

Sunset Drive In , i believe was owned by the Garrets. I could be wrong. But our parents packed pop corn and took us to it many times. It was a fun thing to do in the summer nights, and mostly safe shows for us kids.

I went to Autorama a couple of times, and down to Vacaville for the drag races. It was cool. Noisey but cool.

I liked walking to Davis on the rail road tracks. I would go visit my cousin, and my friends over there, and then head home. Of course, you could do that then, i am not so sure one could now. Woodland had grown so much.

I also took craft lessons at Olson's hobby shop. I learned to make those plastic weave key chains and bracelets, and i see they are making them still. It was fun, and always a project there, and Mr. Olson was very nice. They had all the things that were popular and fun to make. My uncles bought many a airplane and train kits from them, and hung them from the ceiling of their bedroom.I thought they were so cool as a young kid. They were!

Tuni

Becky Knight (Tobitt) (1961)

My Dad had Mrs. Southerd for freshman English, as did both my brother Delbert and I. Dad knew her as June Clements. She took one look at my last name and things went down hill from there. Fortunately, she was nicer to my brother than she was to me. Dad also had Mr. Cosman but I didn't. On the first day of duck season, Dad walked into third period biology, put two duck on Mr. Cosman's desk and got an excused readmit! Mr. Cosman was either his football or baseball coach. When I started getting the children of former students and then one of my former students became an administrator in my district, I knew it was time to retire!

Justene Manchester (Lipphardt) (1963)

Tuni, I remember the drill we did where we had to go directly home and time it. I was also at Lee School for that one.. I wonder how many people in town had an air raid shelter at their home.  It was a little scary thinkng about those bombs back then.  We had a cellar so I guess that was our safe place from bombs.  At least we thought so back then.

I also remember going to Sunset Drive-In for fireworks.  Always fun to see who else was there.  

Gail Smith (Maxwell) (1964)

Same teachers at your parents or kids:  I had Mr. Thatcher for Geometry and my mother had him also, back in the early 40's.  I remember thinking that he was very old!  He taught at a certain level, which I definiely was not at and I failed his course miserably.  Unfortunately, it soured me on math of any kind and I didn't take another math class in high school.  Thank goodness my kids did well in math because I certainly couldn't have helped them!