Lincoln High School
Class News from Totem II

Fall 2017

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Hi Dear Friends – I’m going to start with Obituaries because there were a number of comments about Phil Unick, who died on June 27 at his home in Arlington, WA.

Mavis Dodge Amundson. “Oh no! Do you remember Phil and his car? Straight out of American Grafiti. He was so handsome and had this great car! This was a tough one! He was a friend.”

Eddie Jarvis Erickson “I don’t always remember classmates – but Phil I do. His dad owned the Aurora Drive-In. I spent a lot of time there as a teenager. I think the 1st movie I saw there was Stagecoach with John Wayne.”

Other Obits: Joyce Newgard Adair – April 30, 2017; Don Bishop – April 1, 2017; Tom Dyrness – March 15, 2017; Bradford Everson – May 14, 2017.

Other Tidbits from our ‘53 friends:

Ted Anderson: “Not too long after graduating from Lincoln in 1953, my Lincoln graduate wife and I were fortunate to buy a small waterfront lot on a then remote island in the San Juan’s. Now, 59 years later, our son and his family are making a home there, plus starting an oyster farm business on nearby San Juan Island. Fun to see how life evolves even with its many ups and downs. Finally, all the kids and grandchildren can spend time on the island where it all began!”

Darrell Bangerter: “Midway through my college education I served a 2½-year mission for my church in France and Switzerland. Of course, this experience had a major spiritual impact on me and the rest of my life, but for this article I’ll dwell on the nonreligious results of my sojourn in Europe in the latter half of the 1950’s. Friendships were developed that carried on throughout my life. As a relatively young married couple we invited a teenage friend from France to spend three years with us, attending and graduating from Richland High School. Twenty years later, her daughters spent their senior year with us. They graduated from Kennewick High School. More recently, a granddaughter spent some time with us in Vancouver, Washington. Without getting into all the details, the presence of the first young lady that lived with us played the all-important factor in the direction of my business career from that day forward. This has impacted where we’ve lived and much of the direction of our lives since that time.

“The ongoing relationship with this family and many other friends from my mission days, and their descendants, has resulted in 12 more vacations in Europe over the years. One of those trips was to meet one of my sons upon the completion of his mission in France. During that adventure, we met one of his friends who later came to spend a month with us. Hence, she was added to the growing list of European friends to be visited.

“In 2017 our church dedicated its 1st Temple in France, very near the Palace of Versailles. A photo of the Monet-themed, stained-glass ceiling of the Temple is below left.

“So, my son and I decided that we wanted to be part of this experience. We spent a week in Paris doing many things that regular tourists do - Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, a Seine River boat trip, Notre Dame de Paris, the Orsay Museum (Impressionists), the Catacombs (1st time there), and of course touring the new Temple twice. A side trip took us to Mont-Saint-Michel, a famous island abbey off the coast of Normandy and the D-Day beaches of Omaha and Utah. A photo of that is below right.

“When my son returned home at the end of the 1st week, I used my favorite mode of transportation (the TGV – high speed rail) to visit friends in Brittany, southern France and even southern Spain (where a group of French friends now live). After another week-and-a-half I returned home with fond memories of dear friends, great food, and the beautiful French countryside. The return home was bittersweet because I suppose that it was my farewell tour to Europe. Interestingly, four different groups of friends promised to come visit us in the U.S. sometime soon. I told them that it had better be soon... if they really wanted to see us.”

Sue Dippert Calvert: “I went to the All-Class Reunion along with Steve Sourapas, Judy Fosse Snider, Phyllis Radka King, John (Bill) Koons, Jim Berg and Gene Bensene.

“I always feel like I should be in an armored vehicle of some kind when I drive into the Nile Country Club. Lots of golfers were out and about. When driving out there. I blithely blew right past the exit off I-5 and had to go to the next one. Fortunately, I was able to bumble my way back, but now I was feeling old. Once inside the club house, I noticed a woman sitting alone at a table signed for the classes of 1939-1942. She was wearing a black jacket with lots of gold sequin embroidery. I went over to her and said, ‘If you don’t mind my asking, just how old are you?’ ‘93,’ she said. I told her that made me feel much younger again. She had driven out there alone. Turned out she wasn’t the oldest one there. He was 97, and that table was eventually full!”

Diana Ritter: “Last year I moved into an assisted living facility in Clearlake as housework ceased to be fun. I decided there were far more interesting things to do. I’ve become a resident. I’m great-grandma to the young kids working here. If they have rips in their clothes, want to learn how to make rag rugs, knit, crochet, etc., they come to me. I love it. I’m still driving, so I have mobility and am enjoying my granddaughter and 1-year-old great-grandson. My grandson lives in Chico, not too far away. Life is good. My health is ok, so I’m planning on hanging in there for a while. Thank you Loretta for your efforts on our behalf!! I absolutely devour each issue when it comes, and am so proud of our great, resilient Lincoln!!!!!!!!!!”

Arden Grenfell: “I’m planning to rejoin a writing group I’ve attended sporadically over the years, and in July I’m going to take a class at Unity Church in Seattle. My life is pretty quiet due to those darned health lessons we are required to learn as we age – but being alive is good!”

Judy Turner: “I’m planning to come up to Seattle at the end of July. I had plans to go last year, but got sick and couldn’t make it to 2 reunions! Hopefully all will go well this year and I’ll go up and attend the Richmond Beach elementary school reunion. I’ll at least get to see my grade school buds. I’ll stay with my daughter, who now lives in Richmond Beach where I grew up, so that will be fun. I’ll have lunch with a couple of high school friends and my cousins.”

Gail Weld Vanderhof: "What a lovely summer! I spent 2 weeks in Northern Utah, taking short hikes into the red rocks area. There’s something so satisfying in being surrounded by those towering cliffs of multi-colored rock. My friend is also a geocacher – and after finding several geocaches in remote, gorgeous areas, I understand the appeal. (Loretta – you’re going to have to Google geocacher yourself – fun!) In this picture below I’m on a friend’s boat, cruising the San Juan’s! Watching the sun rise or set in one of the many remote bays seems to restore my soul. Crewing at age 82! How lucky am I ?!?”

Bruce and Betty Bergeron Duncan: “Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No – it’s Super Cloud – from our house!!!

Dues (D) and Scholarship Donations (S): Diana Ritter Downey (D&S); Susan Dippert Calvert (D&S); Myrtis Rehbein Holdren (S); Georgene Nelson Birchard (D); Claudia Benedict Wagner (D&S); Phyllis Radka King (D); Robin Buchan (D); George McFarlane (D); Judy Fosse Snider (D); Donna Brown Miltenberger (D);Miles Yanick (D&S); M.Y.A. Kapoi (D).

Spring 2017

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

A BIG THANK YOU to all who contributed to this issue of Totem II. I know there are more of you out there who have a good story to tell about what’s happening in your lives. Send it to me for the next issue, please! That deadline will be July 5.

Georgene Nelson Birchard – “My husband Ted and I have been living in Saddlebrook, Arizona for the past 16 years. We love it here – it’s one of the most beautiful places we’ve ever found. It’s a retirement community with just about everything you could ask for – no matter what your interests are. We have a motorcycle that we’ve been riding since we’ve been here, and have seen most of Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, Colorado, and some of California and Nevada. We love the sun and the mountains.

“We came to Seattle this past summer – all our children, grandchildren and great grandchildren live ‘up North’ so we have to see them at least once a year. My sister, Carol Nelson Haugen (‘50), lives in Wenatchee so we spend time with her and her husband, David, when we’re there. We’re coming up for Christmas this year also.

“Between Ted and me, we have 5 children plus spouses, 7 grandchildren and 5 greats. Our oldest son lives in ShowLow, Arizona, so we get to see his family a little more often. My daughter and her husband spent a week with us last spring, and one of our granddaughters was here with some friends for a week. It was great. My sister and her husband are coming to celebrate our birthdays and Thanksgiving with us. Our birthdays are on the same day – two years apart! What fun!

“We golf, volunteer at church and ride. We thank God every day for our blessings. We’re both in good health, except Ted just found out that he’s in the early stages of Parkinson’s, so that has slowed us down a little.

“There is a wonderful volunteer program for kids here. With most of the copper mines closed, the need is overwhelming. We clothe children from small towns and reservations from over 100 miles away. It’s a great job. Better than working for money.

“I hope to see all of you at the next reunion. Sorry I missed this last one.”

Sue Dippert Calvert – “I’m not sure if it would qualify as a tradition, but I recall an assembly on or around the opening day of school in the fall. The first one I experienced, as an incoming sophomore, it made the biggest impression on me. To start with, we were sitting at desks. I came from John Marshall Jr. High, and our auditorium there had theater seats. However, Lincoln’s auditorium did have a balcony. And all those students!!!! I recognized maybe one or two. There was a band on stage. I think Mr. Pfaff gave a brief welcoming speech. He handed the mike to someone, maybe Paul Martin (’51)? From then on it was more like a show. I vaguely remember some kind of stunt that involved sending a junior or senior to the office to see Mr. Miller. After the student left, we were informed that Mr. Miller was in on the joke (whatever it was). There was a bit about “Do You Want to Lead a Band?” They asked for a volunteer from the audience and Gordy Lawrence (’52) walked up to the stage. The students in the audience who knew him were already laughing. He took the baton, and the band did an incredible job of following his lead as he started slow, then sped up, and finally hit a sweet spot.

“That assembly hit a sweet spot for me. It wasn’t a pep talk or a lecture. It wasn’t all about academics. It felt warm and welcoming, and I didn’t feel quite so alien anymore.”

Dick Evans – “My wife and I have taken several cruises on the Holland America line. Twice we took our whole family of 24. However, a cruise to the Norwegian fjords was on my bucket list.

“The cruise started in Rotterdam. We had a suite across from the Neptune Lounge. This handy food and drink source was to be a lovely addition to the to the 21-day cruise!

The first part was Flam, where we took the railroad trip up into the valley at the head of the fjord. It was a warm and sunny day, and the green fields and vegetation were a beautiful background to the rushing river and occasional waterfalls. At the end of the trip, high up the valley, we enjoyed a waffle in a gracious old hotel.

“That evening, back on the ship, we listened to Grieg’s 1st Piano Concerto. That piece of music was perfect for watching the steep cliffs of the fjords with waterfalls pass by.

“The next morning, we were at Alesand. Walking down the dock we found a little train, signed on, and had a trip around the town and up to a viewpoint overlooking the whole bay. This was an excursion not sold on the ship. In the future, we often found it more reasonable to buy a trip off of the ship - usually right near the dock!

“The next stop was Trondheim – the 3rd largest city in Norway after Orland and Bergen. Our Norwegian friends from Orcas Island were visiting their family in Trondheim and they met the ship and spent the day showing us around. It was a rainy day, but one of the best times we were to experience. There is a lot of history in Trondheim. The cathedral dates from medieval times and is the largest in Norway – certainly a must-see. However, this was children’s day and every space was full of young people. A new pipe organ was playing – very memorable! This cathedral, in early times, was where Norwegians made their pilgrimages – a most holy place. The ‘bad place’ on the hill is where those Norwegians who openly opposed the German occupation were imprisoned or shot. It’s now a park.

“The 70 years since the end of WW II have brought many changes to Trondheim – freeways, shopping centers, high-rise condominiums, but German bunkers and the German submarine base, too difficult to destroy, were still visible on the waterfront.

“After a day at sea we docked and traveled by bus to the North Cape. This is a very barren land, occupied by reindeer and Laplanders. The North Cape (the end of the world) was cold. There was a mix of snow and rain and it was also very windy. At the World Monument, it was also windy and cold, but here is where most people have their pictures taken. In town, we saw cod drying on large racks. This part of Norway is very different from the fjord country. The sun never sets and even the drapes in our suite couldn't keep out the bright sun at 11:00 PM!

“The next stop was Molde, where we rented a taxi with our table mates. The church and the museum of buildings from the 1000’s to the 1800’s were mustsees. All had sod roofs, and some of these grew trees! A demonstartion of the making of flat bread, a staple of the Vikings, and a spinning demonstration were very interesting.

“On the way back to Rotterdam, we took a tour up one side of the fjord for pictures, then went up the other side. This was a port where we had to tender in. We walked up to the waterfall at the head of the fjord with lots of people, as there were 3 cruise ships in port that day!

“We visited Bergen two times in the 21 days of our cruise. The 1st time was a tour to Tronhagan – Grieg’s home. This was exceptionally good. We saw his Steinway piano and attended a concert in a new auditorium overlooking the fjord and the little house where he did his composing.

“The 2nd visit to Bergen was also very good, but we stayed in town and took the funicular to a hill above town where there was an exceptional view of all the surrounding area. The city has spread out considerably since WW II. That which was farmland is now condominiums. Bergen is surrounded by many islands, some just large rock formations. Houses dot the land on the way in and out of Bergen, and the land is much flatter.

“Much of our trip was a repeat except Eidfjord. This was the last day of our cruise in a port. It was well worth the price to see a magnificent waterfall and the most famous in Norway called Veringsfossen, and a dam built of stone and rock. We took the opportunity to sit where we could look over the gorge and have a cup of coffee at $4 a cup!

“My wife, Judy, knits a lot and found the yarn in a shop called Husfliden, a chain, expensive but the wool (a lot of baby Alpaca) was very fine. We visited all their stores in Bergen, as her appetite grew for these fine yarns.

“We learned that Norway does not manufacture much linen, so it’s very expensive. Linen goods come from Sweden, Finland and Russia.

“I would highly recommend a trip to the Norwegian fjords. The scenery, the towns and the historical aspects of the trip are very interesting. We enjoyed the Norwegian people. They were friendly and helpful and most spoke English. We felt at home many times.

“The great emigration of people from the Scandinavian countries in the late 1800’s – early 1900's has had a great influence on the American culture.”

Jack Rogers – “Your appeal for Lincoln reminiscences gave me pause to think again about experiences several of us had there. One was surely the bus ride to our old alma-mater from Richmond Beach. It was 13 miles in a direct route. Not us. We drove all over Richmond Highlands, thence across Hwy 99 to various stops and back across to Greenwood Avenue, back to 99, around Green Lake, and in about an hour, arrived at Lincoln.

“In the Spring, boys’ PE was taxing. We were told to run all the way to Lower Woodland for baseball. Over our collective shoulders were coaches Dalthorp and Nixon, driving past us and exhorting us to run, not walk.

“Needless to say, there was the Spanish class that you’d better not come to unprepared. That usually happened only once.

“I also remember fondly those warm cinnamon roll smells wafting from the cafeteria, not to mention eating two at a time. And at lunchtime standing in the main hall talking with our buddies and ogling the girls while trying to figure out if they would go to the dance at the Green Lake Field House. Too much fun and an education to boot. Great days.”

Loretta Ransom Hucks. – Jack’s story reminds me - I was brought up drinking coffee with lots of cream and sugar – even as an elementary student (very German grandmother), and when I asked for coffee at the cafeteria, was told I had to bring a note from home for permission!!!! Imagine how that'd go over now.

Mary Fowler Trimble – “During Study Hall, I sat next to a senior, Mark Freeman (’52). One day he leaned over to my desk to apologize. ‘I’m sorry about the diesel smell. I’ll bet you’re sick of it. I work on a tugboat and come to school straight from work.’ Wow! I was impressed. As a junior, any money I made was baby-sitting and here Mark worked a man's job! My days were filled with music. I played clarinet in band, orchestra, Seattle Youth Symphony, had private lessons, and could only babysit on weekend evenings. I assured Mark it didn’t bother me, but I didn’t express how in awe I was with his occupation. I wish I’d told him.

“In 1975-76, I was a crew member aboard the M.S. Explorer, a 179-foot motor/sailer, Washington’s entry in the Bicentennial Tall Ships Race in New York. As the ship’s diver, I often repaired the ship’s old wooden hull. I was also the purser and handled the ship's finances. The Explorer was under diesel power much of the time and the diesel smell permeated every inch of the ship. I got used to it, but I know people wondered when we crew went ashore – our clothes reeked of diesel. I remembered Mark’s remark then, and his apology. It wasn’t my favorite smell, but it came with the territory.

“During the late seventies, I saw Mark working at Lake Union. I was Admissions Director at Divers Institute of Technology, a professional deep-sea diving school on Ballard’s waterfront and Mark was in the area to move a derelict boat. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a chance to talk to him.

“In the late ‘80’s when my husband, Bruce, and I outfitted our sailboat Impunity for our off-shore cruising, we spent a great deal of time (and money) at Doc Freeman’s marine supply at Lake Union. “Doc” Freeman was Mark’s father. I never did see Mark at the store. He was probably off on one of his tugboats moving something. Although Impunity was a sailboat, a Bristol 40, we occasionally ran the diesel engine to top up the batteries or during windless seas. When diesel fumes wafted up from the engine compartment, I often thought of Mark Freeman.

“The last I heard, Mark and his wife, Margie, operate a maritime museum in Seattle: Mark Freeman Maritime Museum. One of these days we must pull ourselves away from our beloved Camano Island and pay them a visit.” (ED Note: Please see Class 1952 column regarding the unfortunate passing of Mark Freeman on January 26, 2017).

Perry Kennedy, acivist, writer, and filmmaker, passed away on October 30, 2016.

The following class members have paid their dues for the year and some have contributed to our scholarship fund: Richard Aigner; Pride Neaville Davies – and scholarship donation; John McGinnis – and scholarship donation in memory of Denney Clark; Lois Peterson Swenson and scholarship donation in memory of Kay Peck Barlett; Boyd Givan; James Hanson – and scholarship donation in memory of Don Madsen (’45); Vernon G. Kinsman; Lawrence Vickers; Betty Bergeron Duncan; Mary Fowler Trimble – and scholarship donation.

Thank you all for your dues and generous contributions.

Remember – July 5 is my next due date – start thinking NOW about what you might send to me.


Winter 2016

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Hello to the Class of 1953. We had our 63rd year reunion this summer. So very happy to see all of you who attended. We had an excellent turnout, and the Lynnwood Convention Center was a great place to have this event. Plenty of room and fabulous food! The committee was very pleased with everything! Now on to what many of you have been up to since the last edition of the Totem II. Oh – and we hope you all have a wonderful holiday season!

Gene Bensene: “This is my first time sending a little about myself. I’ve not had a very exciting life since leaving Lincoln, but I can't complain. I ran off to California in January 1954 and married Connie in August. We had a great 58 years together until her passing, October 7, 2012. I still miss her every day, and guess I always will. I started a business in 1967, which I ran and grew until 2013 in Portland, Oregon. I sold to a couple of long-time employees and now work for them part-time on an ‘as needed’ basis. Some weeks it’s 10 hours, others 30 or more. It keeps me from getting bored, and I still enjoy being involved. I had a great time at the 63rd reunion and am looking forward to the 65th. The facility in Lynnwood was nice, and the lunch was fabulous. Visiting with old friends was good fun. Look forward to seeing you and others there, the good Lord willing.”

Glenda Melvin Cassutt: “This poem is about my brother, Wally Melvin (’51), who graduated from Lincoln in 1951, and Karen Ramhorst Melvin a 1953 graduate and one of our all-time favorite human beings.


I heard my mother humming just before
I woke up this morning … she sounded pleased
As if she’d tasted something sweet, a pleasure
Had come upon her and opened her heart, eased

Some discomfort and I began to remember
The pains she suffered just before death teased
Her into accepting her new existence, the sour
Reality of being chosen to be truly deceased.

Wally, my brother, hummed his way through one tumor
After another. He wrote a lot, published
His book about finally marrying his true love,
His high school sweetheart, their love refurbished
And so thoroughly enjoyed that everyone, family or stranger
Could feel their love floating on the air,
bringing smiles and laughter.

Lois Peterson Swenson: “I’m in my 3rd year of my second widowhood, but strangely enough, have gotten more and more busy with my life. I celebrated 81st birthday at my time-share in Port Townsend with a daughter and grandson. That was followed by our 63rd Lincoln High reunion celebration. Following that was a 50-year celebration of the opening of Edmonds Community College. There were two of us from the first graduating class of 22 in attendance at a VIP reception.

“I am most active at Harbor Square Athletic Club 6 days a week, walking two miles every morning before class. In the last year, I have walked over 1500 miles – about 5-6 miles a day. I also became a member of Edmonds Rotary, an organization that my husband, Carl, was involved with for over 50 years. In a recent luncheon meeting we were pleased to have Bill Gates, Sr. (also a Rotarian) as our guest.

“This next year my children and some grandkids and I are planning a 10-day trip to Hawaii. There will be 10 of us in a rental home. I might need another vacation when that’s over!

“Thanks for being our news person for so long. I always appreciate reading about our fellow classmates.”

Theo Lashley: “This is a positive opportunity to reach whoever is left of my classmates … and yet I want to remain, as I continue to ‘mature’ into my 80's in uncluttered, non-demanding situations! I am very grateful that you are carrying on this Totem responsibility. Hugs.”

Steve Sourapas: “I attended our 63rd Reunion at the Lynnwood Convention Center. I’m co-authoring, with Rosanne Royer, a book entitled, Georgetown Bottling Works, with Rosanne Royer, a book entitled, Georgetown Bottling Works about my family's almost 80 years in the soft drink industry in Seattle, 1919 – 1997, with photos and facts. It’s a 300-page soft-bound book, and I’m reading the proofs now. It should be printed in October.”

Mary Fowler Trimble: “On a typical two-week vacation, we stay at a different place almost every night. Traveling with a truck and camper, this is how we like to spend our vacations. This year, it was our good fortune that we stopped at Bruneau Dunes State Park in southwest Idaho's high desert. The 4,800-acre park is the site of North America’s highest single-structured sand dune, which is approximately 470 feet high. (North America’s highest multi-structured dune is at Great Sand Dune National Park in Colorado and is approximately 660 feet higher than its immediate base).

“The dunes at Bruneau are unique in North America. While other dunes in the Americas form at the edge of a natural basin, the Bruneau Dunes form near its center. The dunes are ancient, probably forming with sands from the Bonneville Flood about 15,000 years ago.

“These dunes are fairly stable, with winds blowing from the southeast and from the northwest. Unlike most dunes, these do not drift far. “No vehicles are allowed on the dunes, but visitors may climb and even zoom down on sand boards, similar to snow boards. Seven and ninemile horseback riding trails wind around the dunes. An equestrian overnight facility, with corrals, is also available.

“A big attraction at this park is the Steele-Reese Education Center, which includes an observatory. At dusk, each Friday and Saturday from April through mid-October, local astronomers present a multimedia introduction to the night sky in the comfort of an indoor auditorium. Once the stars begin to twinkle visitors can observe, through the rotating observatory, planets, galaxies and nebulae, which I learned is a cloud of gas and dust in outer space. Visitors can observe the night sky through a collection of other equipment, including refractor and catadioptric telescopes.

“Bruneau Dunes State Park is just south of Mountain Home, the county seat of Elmore County, and the home to Mountain Home Air Force Base. Mountain Home is a good place to provision, and it also has one of the largest laundry facilities I’ve ever seen! If you’re in southwest Idaho, plan to stop by Bruneau Dunes State Park. It’s a special place.”

RECENT PASSINGS: Denny Clark, September 22, 2016; Joe Johnston, September 25, 2016; and Don Lundberg, September 23, 2016.

DUES PAID AND SCHOLARSHIP DONATION: Evelyn Hamilton McGhee, Donna Schmitz Gloede, Steve Sourapas and Gail Herzog. Thanks to Steve Sourapas for a scholarship donation.

A big thank you to all who contributed to this month’s column. The rest of you should be prepared to send something for the next edition. Loretta

Fall 2016

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Barbara Ripke Callahan: “I’m still hooten’ and hollerin’, but doing it with a cane. Still living in Yuma, Arizona, and we’re experiencing hot, hot weather right now. 120 degrees yesterday and going to be around the same today. I moved here with my husband in 1987, as we agreed to manage a resort motel for a friend for three years. We ended up staying eight years, and then retired, building a beautiful home in the foothills of Yuma. Sorry to say, my husband died in 2013.

“For the first three years or so after we moved here, I couldn’t get enough of the sunshine. Guess it was the gray and rainy days we had all those years in Seattle. LOL. I’m going to be 83 in March, 2017. God be willing.”

Sue Dippert Calvert: “I enjoy Facebook. I kibitz on it with about a dozen friends, all of whom I’ve known personally for years. A few are related, a few are ex-co-workers, and a few are sports car people I’ve known for eons. We all live in different places and seldom see each other in person now. I have something in common with each of them, and that’s mostly what we post about.

“After doing some searching initially, I discovered that very few people I know of our generation use Facebook. (Conversely, a couple of my grandsons have pages, but they seldom post anything. They text friends on smart phones instead). I don’t post anything I wouldn’t want the whole world to see. Once in a while, someone I don’t know and have never heard of, will send a “friend request.” I just refuse it. Most of my friends are funny. For me, it’s a great way to stay in touch, and way more convenient than phone calls, emails or letters. I can check it out, or not, whenever I want, as can my friends. I knew about the mountain lion attacking a young boy in Aspen, CO before it hit the news, because my son-in-law, who lives in the area, had been hiking near there and had posted about it.”

Arnt Thorkildsen (’54): “Along the shore of the largest lake in Mexico is where Ann and I live with 12,000 Mexicans and 7,000 Americans and Canadians. We’re at 5,200 feet elevation, and 45 minutes from Guadalajara. We have one of the best climates in the world – it’s always 80 and sunny. And, it’s quiet.

“My property taxes are $186.41 a year for a nice house with a 32-foot salt water pool. Water for a year is $275.29. All the water comes from deep wells. We have a gardener and a man who can fix anything. Why would I even think about returning to Seattle / Olympia after being here for 12 years?

“Can I return to a Seattle I no longer recognize? The I-5 traffic or property taxes that are more than my Social Security checks or go out to dinner, or even afford to buy a house, or rent an apartment or house? I don’t think so. I write this because when I think back to how things were and what they are now, it’s so alien to me as I now plan my annual trip back to see my children, grandchildren, and great-children, whom I’ll see for the first time. My friends keep telling me that I’ll be shocked as to what I’ll see upon my return.

“I watch TV and see violence and an American Congress that has done nothing and will continue to do nothing because all the same people will again get reelected. I can still vote – but for the first time since I voted for Ike, I say this year, “No thank you. I’ll pass.”

“The last time I was up, I walked around Lincoln High and the Wallingford area. I went to Green Lake and Woodland Park. Some things had changed – the Red Hen was gone and so was Bly’s Bounty Tavern. And the Beanery, of course. But Dick’s Burgers is still there. Yes, some things have changed. I’ve changed – but my memories of days gone by have not.

“What is it that must be done to bring back the America that I grew up in? The country and people I loved so well? Can America be changed, or will we just have to accept what we have and hope for the best? That’s not a smart question – so what’s the answer?

You live in the greatest country in the world – but something is wrong. Something is not right with America. There seems to be a mood change that has come to light, more so this year than at any time that I can recall.

“Perhaps it’s that all I’ve said is the reason why I shall continue to live in Mexico.”

(Loretta – do any of you have a response to Arnt?)

Sue Dippert Calvert: “P.S. I was changing into my ‘beater’ pants just now, to go outside to do yard work. The process brought to mind a question: When you were in grade school, were you made to change into ‘play clothes?’ I’m guessing most people were, but I might be surprised. Maybe if you needed to immediately tackle homework it wouldn’t be needed so much. (Wait – no homework in grade school back then). But, if you were headed outside to play ….”

(Anyone care to answer that question?)

I’m sorry to report the passing of Carolyn Ward Edwards on June 10, 2016.

Loretta Ransom Hucks: First, to answer Sue’s question above. I could hardly wait to change into jeans and a flannel shirt to go outside. My cousins were jealous of me, I learned years later, because I was allowed to wear jeans and they weren’t. I bought them and my flannel shirts in the boys’ department in the Bon Marche basement.

I went to the Olympia/Lacey Jazz Festival (26 years and still going) last weekend. I danced so much I thought I’d have to replace my feet!!! To say nothing of my shoes. What a fabulous time I had, from Thursday through Sunday.

I can certainly relate to Arnt’s article. I left here on Thursday about noon, to go to Lacey. It took me three hours to get there! The traffic was bumper-to-bumper almost all the way down. Plus it started pouring about halfway there, so I also had to put up with trucks spraying the water, cutting off vision at times. A virtual nightmare! If the motel had a bar, I would’ve headed there first!

Okay, kids – how about responding to some of the questions posed in a few of the items above. The next due date is on November 5th. Anyway, do it now while I’m reminding you!

Dues Payments and Scholarship Contributions (S): William Hoppe (S in memory of Carrie Gibson Robinson), Faye Lee Lermond, Douglas Houk, Donna Schmitz Gloede, Karen Ramhorst Melvin.

Spring 2016

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Well, my friends, not many of you responded to the request for something to put in Totem II, so our column is mighty small this time. I hope you're planning on coming to our reunion. Darrell has sent out lots of information - Thursday, July 28, at the Lynnwood Convention Center. Social Hour starts at 11 am with lunch served at noon. For more details, contact Darrell Bangerter - or 360-574-4342.

Bill Furbush: "I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks. I met a lovely lady on Halloween, 2014, and we've been dating ever since. We were both looking for someone who attends church regularly and likes to dance. In November, I took her to dinner and proposed to her. She accepted and we will be married on Valentine's Day, February 14. We'll probably take a honeymoon cruise to Mexico or the Bahamas. We're building a house near Dallas, which will hopefully be completed in March. We're planning to attend the Lincoln 63-year reunion in July, and travel through Washington up to Vancouver, BC and Victoria. Then we return to the Dallas, Texas area and resume ballroom dancing, two or three times a week."

Gail Weld Vanderhoof: "I'm writing this on my birthday (Jan. 16) and smiling to myself as I remember when I thought anyone 50 or older was OLD! And that remembrance makes me appreciate that I remain that child within. Yes, the exterior has wrinkled and the body spread some, but the child still lives and takes delight in the world. Aren't we LUCKY!

"And my luck held. Last summer I was invited by a friend to leave the hot desert and spend a summer on her boat. We picked it up on Orcas Island and toured the San Juan?s all summer, mooring part of the season at La Conner. How many other 80-year-olds have been invited to become a novice crew?"

Gayle Brozovich Warrington: I'm passing this along to "fellow travelers" who feel the same way - "For those of my generation who do not and cannot comprehend why Facebook exists: I am trying to make friends outside of Facebook, while applying the same principles. Therefore, every day I walk down the street and tell a passerby what I have eaten, how I feel at the moment, what I have done the night before, what I will do later, and with whom. I give them pictures of my family, my dog, and of me - gardening, taking things apart in the garage, watering the lawn, standing in front of landmarks, driving around town, having lunch, and doing what anybody and everybody does every day. I also listen to their conversations, give them the "thumbs up" and tell them I like them. And it works just like Facebook. I already have four people following me: 2 police officers, a private investigator and a psychiatrist."

I am sorry to report the passing of our classmate, Sharron Welsch Reams, who died on November 10, 2015. Sharron was a cheerleader at Lincoln and at the UW where she was VP of Kappa Alpha Theta sorority. She graduated with a degree in Education and later a Master's in Library Science.

Sharon was described as the master of unconditional love; an incredible woman, wife, mother, friend, and absolute savior of those left by the wayside. She was funny, fun, and made a point to always look at the positive side of life even during the most difficult of times. She was a treasured librarian at Mark Twain Elementary. Sharron is survived by her loving husband Bill, a daughter and a son and three granddaughters. She was predeceased by her son. Sharron volunteered in her grandchildren's elementary schools, and continued to do so after they graduated, to share the importance of being a good reader. In celebration of Bill and Sharron's fiftieth wedding anniversary Sharron took the family on a memorable Inside Passage Alaskan cruise. She planned excursions like dog sledding, visiting glaciers and wonderful shows and entertainment. Sharron was a devoted lover of animals and rescued many dogs and cats through the years. She even took care of the squirrels at her home in Medina and generations of squirrel mothers would bring their tiny baby squirrels to mom for peanuts.

Dues and Scholarship Donations (+SD): Donald Bishop (+SD in memory of Chuck Nelson), Diane Linneman Bicknell, Nancy Fullick Raymond, Richard Mobley, James Hanson, John Koons (+SD), George McFarlane, Claudia Benedict Wagner (+SD), James Gray, Susan Dippert Calvert (+SD in memory of Sharron Welsch ReamsJohn McGinnis (+SD in memory of "Big Al"), William Gustafson, Harriett Bergeron Duncan, Vernon Kinsman, Evelyn Hamilton McGhee, Glenda Melvin Cassutt (+SD in memory of Wally Melvin), Wendell Hall, Diana Ritter Downey, Mavis Dodge Amundson, Loretta Ransom Hucks, Boyd Givan, Darrell Bangerter (+SD in memory of Sharron Welsch Reams).

Okay friends, start thinking of what you can tell us for the next issue. I believe the due date is July 5. See you at the reunion!

Loretta Ransom Hucks

Winter 2015

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Hi to all my fellow grads in the class of 1953. Thanks for your contributions to this issue of the Totem II. My next deadline is March 5, 2016. Keep that in mind as you prepare to send something to me before that date.

A big thank-you to Pride Neville Davies and Myrtis Rehbein Holdren for their contributions to the scholarship fund.

Nils Anderson – “I turned 80 like a bunch of our class. I still live in a 1928 Craftsman in Vancouver, Washington with my wife of almost 38 years, Kathi. We still have a summer cabin on Henry Island in the San Juans. We cruise around the island in our pocket cruiser, fish and repair our old cabin. I have the inevitable maladies like so many of my classmates – but can’t complain – life is good! At this point we have 12 grandkids and 4 great-grandkids. The entire family is now on the West Coast.”

Betty Bergeron Duncan – “Bilbao....Why? Our best stop yet is in Basque Country. What a proud and want-to-be-independent group, squashed in between Spain and France. They claim their language is even older than Latin but – hold on for dear life – multilingual and educated with reality. All seems calm now that Guggenheim has arrived and put Bilbao on the world map. What a statement Frank Gehry made right in the middle of this ancient city. Why Bilbao??? Well, just “follow the money.” This incredible icon structure was expensively made of titanium during a European downturn and the Basques were able to come up with the funds and foresight to put the package together. Whoa, what a sight. Be prepared to walk 50 steps (wide and flat limestone) just to see the 'Puppy'. Over 50 feet of stainless steel, soil and flowering plants looking over the city…impressive. We were a bit dizzy looking up inside at the nooks of the strange ceilings inside, but it all works for a huge museum experience. Three floors of modern and unusual art statements with no clutter. Hard to describe. Sexual shapes were somewhat shocking. The building itself was the statement. Never a doubt. The huge halllike walk through sculptures designed by Richard Serra were especially impressive, but again, made me dizzy. Like walking through a medieval city of ‘unsuspected dimensions,’ as they explained. More to say about this entire experience, and I would go back again and again.”

Wendell Hall – “Faye and I now live in Brier after living in Edmonds for 45 years. We’ve been happily married for 58 years. She’s a retired RN and I’m a retired CPA. My hobby/sport for 42 years has been curling. You know – throwing 42 pound rocks on ice – a 4-person team sport.”

Hazel Kidd Lawson – (unedited, as per Hazel’s request). “Have you ever given thought as to how different we describe things in this area as opposed to Alabama, and if it never entered your mind as it didn’t mine until the instances came up, I found it amazing how different we all were in our description of various occurrences so here are some examples.

“Stones: What do you envision when you read that a grave site has a stone with their name carved on it? I envision a medium sized old dirty rock of which the name was crudely carved onto it with a sharp knife. Our deceased of loved ones have headstones, but in Alabama where my cousins live, the grave sites have stones. Many years ago, I found that my grandmother of whom I had never known was living in the Pauper’s Home in Cullman, Alabama, where she also died. In never knowing where she was buried, a relative doing research on local cemeteries found her grave site and wrote to me that she found the grave with a stone on it and her name carved on it. Since she died in the Pauper’s Home and no living relatives, I envisioned a dirty old stone that someone had taken a knife and carved her name. Last year, a cousin happened to be at that cemetery and she said she would try and find the grave site and send me a picture of which she did. Soon, the picture arrived which reflected a nice headstone with her name on it. As far as I know, we in this area don’t just call them stones.

“Plates: My Alabama cousin’s brother lives in a small apartment of which he does some handy work, and dines with his sister and husband every Friday. When she and I first met through email some years ago, she would say, ‘I’m sending a plate home with Billy.’ This same statement from her went on for over a year, and finally I asked, "Doesn't he have enough plates now? You keep sending plates home with him.’ Actually, what she was sending was a plate of food to take with him each time. We say ‘We sent some food home with him’ or We packaged some food up for him to take home.

“Carry Them Up: They say that they carried them up to Birmingham when actually they drove them up to Birmingham. We say ‘We drove them up to Birmingham.’

"Buried By Back Door: Many of my relatives have their kin buried just a few feet from the back door in the back yard, and that was in the days of long ago when those type of burials took place. There are so many fascinating sayings and descriptions that are different than our own, yet the meaning is the same. My Alabama cousins who are our age did their school homework by candle light and lamplight before electricity was installed in their area.”

Loretta Ransom Hucks – “My husband died in 2012, and I now have a ‘boy’ friend – a retired psychiatrist/MD who enjoys life as much as I do. He took me to Paris and Vienna this summer for a wonderful trip. We did a riverboat trip to Normandy and ended up going to the Moulin Rouge before going to Vienna. Fabulous!!! He had a conference on Mental Health and the Law to attend at Sigmund Freud University in Vienna, otherwise we wouldn’t have gone in the summer. When we arrived in Paris it was 102 degrees! I can hardly wait to go back at a different time. We're going on a small ship cruise (200 people) to Cuba in March – 2 days in Havana and then around the island, stopping at various ports-of-call. We want to go before McDonald’s and Costco get there. He enjoys the Seattle Symphony and the Ballet as much as I do and it’s a delight to share that with him.”

Lois Peterson Swenson – “Following my husband, Carl’s, death on Christmas day 2013, I was in a downward funk for many months. My children thought traveling would be a good thing for me. In June 2014, my daughter, Nancy Edwards, and I traveled on a Rick Steves’ tour to Italy for 17 days. We toured northern Italy, Lake Como, Venice, the Dolomites, Florence, Cinque Terre, ending up in Rome. We flew overnight to Paris to change planes en route home. I finally got to see the Eiffel Tower up close. It was a wonderful trip with only 21 people on our bus. We have since had two reunions with people from the tour.

“In October of the same year, the Edmonds Chamber of Commerce had a tour to China and needed one more that person was me. I had never thought I would go to China, but so glad I did. I climbed the Great Wall (not very far up), visited Beijing and Shanghai and smaller towns nearby. Our hotels were very posh, and I had suites all to myself since I was single. The food was not spectacular, but edible, with the same thing at every restaurant, followed by watermelon for dessert. I even bought a Rolex watch from a street vendor for $5. (You know how long that lasted).

“My daughter, Karen, and partner had bought a time share in the Bahamas a couple of year ago, so she wanted us to go to Freeport and then to Nassau. So seven of us – two daughters, a partner, three grandsons and I traveled to the Bahamas in May, 2015. Beautiful beaches, warm weather and expensive food, but we had a great time together. It only took four different flights to get us there. Hawaii would have been faster.

“When I’m not traveling I’ve kept busy with my health club, where I go every day, but Sunday. I walk every morning for a couple of miles and then go to class at the club, so I get more than my 10,000 steps in for the day. I’m also attending Rotary meetings in place of Carl, who was very active in Rotary. I also belong to a P.E.O. Chapter that raises money for women’s education. I sold my home and bought a condo in downtown Edmonds and have been here for almost 10 years. And, of course, I celebrated my 80th birthday (as have most of my classmates). I don’t feel any older than 60. Exercise helps keep a person young, and I’m enjoying my ‘senior years.’”

Arnt J. Thorkildsen ‘54 – Sent 2 stories. #1 – Forgive Me “I have listened to the Democrat and Republican debates and I now sit in front of the TV seeing the pictures of the 5 Democratic and 14 Republican candidates who are all vying for the high office of President of the United States. Not one of the 19 excites me. They would not even excite me if they were standing naked.

"I finally realize that come November 2016 I shall have to make a choice and cast my vote for one of them. After doing so, I shall go upstairs to my quiet room, get on my knees and ask the good Lord to ‘Forgive Me.’”

#2 – The Reward “It was December 1954, and I was in the U.S. Navy, stationed at the U.S. Naval Hospital, San Diego. I was going through a 6 month training course to become a ‘Medical Corpsman.’ Early one morning, as we were all in class, the ‘Chief’ walked in and said, ‘All who have received 100% on your tests, raise your hands and come with me.’ I was one of eight who raised their hands and qualified. We left our class and walked along the grounds of the hospital with the Chief, all wondering what our ‘reward’ was to be. After about a 20-minute walk we arrived on the backside of the hospital kitchen/commissary and stopped alongside a 40-foot semi-trailer. The Chief opened the rear door, and then said, ‘Ok all you smart sailors. Empty it.’ It took several minutes for it all to sink in, and as we started unloading the boxes, bales and bundles of all kinds of food and supplies, all 8 of us in unison said, ‘Never raise your hand again,’ and ‘It’s better to get 96% on a test, than 100%.’

“I must say, though, that while the monthly pay I received during the 4 years that I served as a Medical Corpsman was never higher than $180 per month, I grew up, matured and learned so much and saw so much more. It was the best job I ever had. I lived for 2 years with 3 other crazy, young Corpsmen in San Francisco and had beer and listed to banjo music at The Hungry I, The Honey Bucket, and The Monkey Inn on Van Ness and Sacramento streets.

"I sailed on the Pacific, from Hawaii to Hong Kong and Korea, gave medical care to so many, operated and took out one appendix and also delivered a baby boy.

““The Reward’ was not the unloading of that 40 foot trailer, it was what happened during the 4 years after.”

Mary Fowler Trimble – My recently released book, Sailing with Impunity: Adventure in the South Pacific is a memoir of off-shoe journey aboard our Bristol 40, Impunity.

The book chronicles our 14-month trip aboard Impunity. From Seattle, we sailed down the Pacific coast to San Diego. From there we crossed to the South Pacific Islands, spending time in many of the island groups. On our return trip, we beat our way to Hawaii, then luxuriated in a smooth sail home to Seattle. The 13,000 mile journey consisted of experiences ranging from magical sights and scenes to scary midnight squalls and a major cyclone in American Samoa. Throughout the journey, our Bristol proved to be a worthy vessel – a boat we could rely on.

Sorry to report three classmates have recently died – MaryLynne Ketzenberger Larson (10/9/15), Yvonne Taylor Michl (9/18/15) and Don Olson (9/6/15).

Fall 2015

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 286-2830 -

Reported by Bill Koons: Loretta is on a neat vacation to Europe with a barge cruise down one of the rivers included! (I'm sure she'll have lots to report in the next issue of the Totem II of her travels). She'll be gone for a month, so you get me as your scribe for this issue. I wasn't able to get to the All Class Luncheon this year. I talked to Bill Hoppe and Steve Sourapas, who both said that it was well attended and that the food was great!

l had a good excuse though. My daughter (I have four), Tiffany. and her husband. Tal, manage an orphanage called New Hope in Uganda, Africa. They've been there almost eight years off and on. She home schools their five kids, besides helping her husband manage 200 plus orphans that are mostly aids victims. The orphans range from babies to eighteen years of age. Their oldest, my grandson. Brevan, attends Seattle Pacific University and he was flying out back to Africa that Saturday on his summer break from school. I had lots of last minute errands and good-bye‘s. I was there two years ago, and it is a tough place to visit, let alone live, with all the malaria and poverty. Brevan will come back to Seattle the end of July to work before school starts in September.

Email from Al Odegard ('54):
“Someone needs to say good-bye to Ron (Williamson), a 1953 Lincoln graduate and tough football player for the red and black. Our Lincoln alumni lost Ron early this year unexpectedly. He attended almost every all-class reunion and even some from earlier classes where he had many friends. He was part of the ‘Fremont Guys‘ group and met with them for breakfasts and lunches. Whenever there was a Lincoln function and Ron heard about, he attended. He was very proud to be a Lincoln graduate and especially proud to have played football for the school team. I talked to him many times about it and he remembered many fun incidents.

“One of the most memorable ones that I witnessed was his famous middle finger salute to Dan Nicktsich, a Cleveland High School ‘All City’ end receiver. I do not remember what the skirmish was about, but I assume it was all based on ego and who was going to be the better player on the field that day. In 1953, that particular gesture was a little shocking for high schoolers to see in open public. But that was Ronnie. He enjoyed demonstrating his brashness and his classmates admired him for it.

“I lost track of Ronnie for about forty-five years after school, as is common, since everyone goes in life's different directions. We met up again about ten years ago at an all class reunion. He was totally grey and wore a long pig tail with a white Fedora hat, which if I thought much about it, I could have guessed. He was a paradox as his liberal dress opposed his conservative red neck political views. l enjoyed this about him and loved talking about his children and grandchildren, who he said he helped a lot financially. I believe it, just by how he spoke of them with affection.

“At every Lincoln event I looked around the room for a grey pig tail and a white Fedora hat and was seldom disappointed. I remember one time when we first reconnected after school. he came up to me and put $5.00 in my shirt pocket. He said that he owed me a lot more than that from a loan a long time ago, but that was all he had. He was right. The loan went back to 1965 and was for about $20.00 and l never asked him for it, but he never forgot it.

“Ronnie had his demons and unfortunately probably contributed to the success of several distilleries. but l always thought he was good guy and enjoyed his company. I called him last February to go to lunch, but he said he had a doctor's appointment. l told him I was leaving the next day for Carmel for a month and we promised to get together when l got back. He died while I was gone. Ronnie lived in the Wallingford district all his life. I will miss that pig tail and Fedora hat at the reunions.

Steve Sourapas left for Greece and the Island of Crete on July 22nd with his family and will return on August 22nd. Before he left, he sent in the following article which is the beginning of a book he is writing.

“I am a graduate of 1953's class of Lincoln High School. My younger years were playing at the Wallingford playfield while at Interlake grade school and Hamilton Junior High. Then I graduated from Lincoln High School. I attended two years of college at the U. of Washington. Then l enrolled in the Griffin-Murphy Business College for a couple of years. My family was in the Seattle soft drink industry as Hires Bottling Company and I entered that as a family employee during my summer vacation.

“It started two years ago in 2013. I came up with the idea to write my family's history in the Seattle soft drink industry starting in 1919 in Georgetown. My co-author is a person out of Portland, Oregon. She is the former Seattle mayor's wife, Rosanne Royer. Rosanne is a good professional writer. l am a novice writer and she edits all of my work. I do a little research on the history of the soft drink industry as to the relevancy to our business.

"Roseanne has conducted interviews with former employees documenting our history at Northwest Beverages. What drove me to this undertaking was my father held onto his correspondence and most of his invoices from 1921 to 1940. My father passed away on November 22nd, 1943 and my mother. a homemaker, took over the business. She in turn saved all the correspondence my dad had in old Nordstrom/Best gift boxes. l was going through them two or three years ago and decided there was too much history for someone not to know.

“So, this led to creating a book about Georgetown Bottling Works, and which led to Hires Bottling Co., and twelve years after that, Dr. Pepper Bottling. In 1977, our name changed again to Northwest Bottling Company and lastly in 1991. became Northwest Beverages in Kent, Washington.

“I literally spent a lifetime in the soft drink industry in the State of Washington and my family sold the company to outside investors in 1997. We had 165 employees producing and delivering about 5.5 million cases a year. In the mid-1930's, there were over 7,000 independent bottlers in the U.S. Now this year, there are less than 100 independent bottlers. Most of the bottling plants in major markets are franchise-owned operations. I am contracting with a publisher on my book and it should be printed this year in 2015." Thanks, Steve for sending this in!

We're sad to report the loss of two classmates from the Class of 1953:
Bernita Tausan Howard passed away on June 3. 2015.
Karla Loia Bridgharn Dittman passed away on May 20. 2015.

Dues paid: Myrtis Rehbein Holdren, John (Bill) Koons, Faye Lee Lernond, Betty Freeman Ronquillo, Harrient Gaiber Gray, Phyllis Radka King, Donald Lundberg, and George Eastman.

Scholarship donations: Myrtis Rehbein Holden, John [Bill] Koons, Steve Sourapas, Judy Fosse Snider, John McGinnis and William Hoppe.

Spring 2015

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

As I'm writing this column for our Spring Totem II, it's March 3rd and the sun is shining brilliantly! We have many trees and flowers. which are blooming early this year after a gorgeous February. We don't envy our friends and family who have more snow than our passes do, but wish there was more up there. Thanks to everyone who contributed to this column.

Georgene Nelson Birchard - I went to Broadview Elementary to the 7th grade, Hamilton in 8th and Lincoln 9th - 12th. I married a Ballard boy in 1954, had 3 children and divorced. I married a Lincoln man in 1965, then divorced. I married a Bothell man in 1984 and am still married to him for 31 years. I live in Tucson and come to Seattle for a few weeks in the summer.

Pride Neaville Davies - Sent in a note about the passing of Carsten Carl "C.C." Nelson ('48) on May 25, 2014 who was married to her aunt - Varya Beachin, also from the class of 1948 (see obituary in Class of 1948 column).

Jack Garvin - My wife and I visited Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee in December. Since we all grew up with Elvis we can all relate to “Long Live Rock and Roll" - thanks to Elvis and others. If you ever get the opportunity, visit Graceland. Very impressive. Elvis had a great “man cave" in his basement and an upstairs family TV room known as the “Jungle Room". A plaque honoring his twin brother is also in the Memorial Garden.

Phyllis Radka King - I am currently teaching at our alma mater. l'm half-time librarian for Lincoln Springs Elementary, temporarily located at Lincoln, as are two other schools. Inside, the school doesn't look much like it did when we were there, except for the original stairs, which are warmly and smoothly hollowed by our very own footsteps, and those of a few others, of course. If anyone would like to come and discretely poke around inside, come visit me. Enter through the south (side) door. The office and Library are both on the 2nd floor. I`m there 11:40 - 3:40, Monday through Friday. Did you know that Lincoln has a bomb shelter? I doubt it was there in the days when we giris were allowed to wear pants to school, so we could sprawl on the floor in the halls, practicing being “safe“ during bomb drills.

Haze! Kidd Lawson - In the December issue, a Lincoln graduate from another year reflected upon her move to Georgia, where she was taught to respond to teachers and other adults with “Yes ma’am, no ma’am, yes sir, no sir," which was a new and strange experience for her.

My parents, who were born and raised in Alabama by good old-fashioned southern stock, were also trained to utter those words when responding to adults. When they left for Seattle with me, at age two, they taught the same to me. These responses faded out by the tine I entered first grade. Those words most likely would have sounded strange and foreign to Seattle residents.

In 1992, I made my first trip down to Alabama to visit relatives I had never met, staying with a couple who were raising their granddaughter and her response to me was always, “Yes ma'am" or "No ma’am" in the sweetest and cutest southern accent. Other children responded to me in the same manner.

To people who have never spent time in the South, some of these requirements of children being raised in how to be considerate to adults may seem strict or strange. I've found it all to be with warmth and caring that parents and grandparents have given and continue to give to their children.

Arnt J. Thorkildsen ('54) - Solitaire: "l just played two games of Solitaire and was glad that I won one of the games, until I saw that I have played, over the last few years, 6,082 games and won 841.

°How much time is that?? Is it good time, or just wasted time?

“Now I wonder, as I approach my 80th birthday. Has my life reached a plateau to where my time and mind are relegated into such a mundane state that I have to play Solitaire.

“I hope not, and I want none of us to reach the plateau of where we can’t think of something better or do something so much more fulfilling in our remaining years. To live each day to its fullest - that is Iife’s joy.

“So, today I have played my last game of Solitaire.

“After all, we all graduated from Lincoln High with 'Honors’.“

Loretta - l asked people to try to think of what Seattleites do when they come in from the rain that is different than what people in other parts of the country do. Didn't get too many responses. Sorry about that. Denney Clark - In ‘52 and ‘53 Don Olson and I delivered furniture for Sykes Furiture in Wallingford at the corner of 45th and Burke. On rainy days we removed the protective wrappings from the furniture just as soon as we came in out of the rain.

Loretta Ransom Hucks - I‘m thinking that native Seatteites didn't used to (I still don’t) use umbrellas. Maybe when we come indoors, we shook ourselves instead of an umbrella.

Gail Weld Vanderhoof - We shrink when we come in from the rain.

Thank you to the people who made donations to the Scholarship Fund: Darrell Bangerter, Robin Graeme Buchan, Sue Dippert Calvert - in memory of Shirley Lothe Hogle, Pride Neville Davies - in memory of Carsten Carl Nelson ('48), William Hoppe, Marjorie Yeadon Kapoi - in memory of George Schreiner, Jack McGinnis, Lois Peterson Swenson, Mary Fowler Trlmble, Claudia Benedict Warner and Miles Yanick.

We're sad to report lhe loss of the following members of the Class of 1953:

Marjorie Dopps - January 26, 2015
Shirley Lothe Hogle - November 16, 2014
Barbara Kimbrough Calderon - February 12, 2015
Ron Williamson - February 11, 2015

Winter 2014

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

I had so many responses to the question of which Lincoln teacher influenced you the most, and how. Thank you, thank you, thank you! You make this job easy.

However - I'm embarrassed to say that someone sent me an article about a 21-day cruise they took to Norway. I threw away the envelope, and neglected to write his name on the article. I'll put it in the next Totem II if he will forgive me and send me his name!!!

Ted Anderson - It has to be Mr. Lamb for me. Without his advice, I would never have gone to the U.W., graduate with honors in Chemical Engineering, with opportunities to travel the world. I was headed in the direction of my dad's career - blacksmith/machinist - before Mr. Lamb convinced me to pursue chemistry. Since I didn't have the necessary foreign language, I instead turned to Chemical Engineering.

Andrew Anema - Max Starcevich was kind, compassionate, firm, and I respected him. I had a bad habit of often skipping 5th and 6th period study halls, as I had an after-school job that I thoroughly enjoyed. Thus I had a number of sessions with Max. I was an immature and physically small kid as I had skipped two grades earlier. I do not recommend doing that. I was barely 16 when we graduated.

Lois Anseth Simmons - One of my favorite teachers was Miss Marion Candee, who taught Retail Selling. She made class so much fun and interesting. She was always available for any extra help we needed (or wanted) and was so encouraging.

She once invited our whole class to come to her summer cabin on a Saturday. I think it was Fox Island on Puget Sound and I remember a wonderful beach. That was pretty rare!

Another teacher I really liked was Mrs. Dorothy Kwapil, my English teacher. She was inspiring, but very strict. Somehow she managed to make us appreciate living up to her high standards. To this day I have a love and respect for literature and creative writing.

One teacher I both feared and loved was Miss Daquila, who taught Spanish. She was a tiny woman who demanded quiet and complete attention - and she got it! I really treasured an "A" from her.

Claudia Benedict Wagner - The most influential teacher for me was Marjorie Pidduck who reigned over sophomore English and taught us the art and craft of reading poetry. We learned the rhythms and meter of iambic, anapest, dactylic and trochee. We learned how to count the feet in the line and trot along with Robert Frost and Bill Shakespeare to the beat of iambic pentameter. We became so clever at decoding the messages of symbol and sonnet. Something spoke to the imagination of this sophomore as I took my seat just after lunch for the next hour of what seemed to many the definition of boredom, but what was, to the idealist in me, the unlocking of the door to a roomful of treasure!

I had skipped a year along the way so I was a bit younger than most at graduation. I worked a year in an engineering office and then boarded the train to enter college in Ohio, where I earned my degree in teaching English and history. In the next four decades, as my husband's career led us across the land, I could hear myself sharing Miss Pidduck’s words to my classes in Washington, Ohio, South Carolina, Minnesota, Virginia, Indiana, Pennsylvania and Illinois. One 9th grade honors student asked how I knew that Shakespeare's plays were written in iambic pentameter: was there a teachers' answer key’? I answered without thinking, "Miss Pidduck taught it to me." I hope she's reading this somewhere, now. I mentioned that the class was just after lunch, a very sleepy time for most, and especially for those who do not fancy poetry as the high point of the day. The boy in the next seat over had relaxed by degrees as the hands of the clock moved on, and soon he was sprawled across his desk, breathing rhythmically, head on outstretched arm. Those were the days, you remember, of “drop and cover" air raid drills. When the bell rang at the end of class, down he went into air raid position on the floor while we closed our books and headed for our next class. Miss Pidduck just smiled and sent us on our way. (Perhaps that young scholar is out there reading this and remembering that day as well).

James Berg - My 1st quarter home room teacher was a young Forrest Keyes. I was a typical lost freshman and I don't think he'd been in the teaching business very long, either. He showed a positive interest in every one of us, and in my case he kept me from taking classes “to get by with." He asked me what elective class I was going to sign up for the next quarter. I said, "Oh, probably wood shop or metal shop.” He said, "No. I want you to sign up for speech." Of all the elective choices we had, speech had not even crossed my mind. I needed a class at 7:45 AM and there was a speech class at that time, so I went for it. It turned out to be one of the best things I ever did that would help me in future years. Over the years I've had the experience of addressing groups of up to 500 people, and was able to get through it without fainting or messing myself.

I happened to run into Mr. Keyes years later and it was my pleasure to let him know how much he had influenced my life for the better. His positive attitude turned out to be exactly what I needed then, and I've been very grateful to have it, to get me through some things since then.

Betty Bergeron Duncan - Miss Miriam Cole was my favorite teacher. She really turned me on to Literature classics. That has stuck with me until this day. She had such enthusiasm and energy that made books come alive.

Sue Dippert Calvert - Jay Pollette taught me a number of useful things like getting over stage fright, how to go up and down stairs without looking at your feet, how to sit down in a chair and know that it's there without looking, how to fake slapping someone, and how to collapse on the ground without hurting yourself. He also posed a question one day: “What do Seattleites do when they come inside, out of the rain that is unique to people from Seattle?" He said any time we thought we knew the answer, to come or call and tell him, and if you were right he would give you an “A." I was working part-time at the Bon Marche on one rainy Saturday. I was assigned to a department on the main floor with a view of one of the doors to the outside. I spent a lot of time that day watching people come in through the door, out of the rain, but never did figure out the answer. [lf anyone knows the answer, send to me — Loretta].

Jack Garvin - A.P. Johnson had a great infiuence on me. He was like another dad. A.P. supervised the movie squad. Everybody remembers the noon movies - make-out opportunity with your girl/boyfriend. He showed me how a caring teacher could be a positive influence on a not-very-confident teenager.

Eventually I went into education, and also tried to be the same caring person - both as a teacher and also as a District Superintendent. Thanks, AP.

Glenda Melvin Cassutt - Omnia Gallia in tres partes divisa est... These few words were the first Latin words that found a home in my mind. The sound and the rhythm seem to continue to live on, deep in my memory, and has done so for many years. They mean "All Gaul is divided into three parts. ..”

Actually; it's been decades, but they still ring true. Mr. Reginald Christensen repeated this dozens of times and I enjoyed it every time. He would stand in front of the class and repeat this phrase. Then he would say it again as he raised and lowered his arm in rhythm to the beat of his spoken words.

He asked our whole class occasionally to follow along with his repetition, telling us that one day each of us really must read Julius Caesar's account of the Gallic wars, for only with this knowledge would we understand the classical era, and possibly our most recent wars. He had questions about the value of any wars, winning or losing - the many lives they cost our country - again and again. Considering the many lives lost in wars, it seems that no one ever totally wins a war, no matter how memorable their speeches are. I think that is what our teacher was really trying to tell us all.

Lois Peterson Eastman-Swenson - My favorite teacher was Mr. Lamb in Chemistry I and II.

After my husband Carl died, I made two trips this year, to Italy in June and China in October. Both were wonderful experiences. I never thought I'd see the Great Wall of China in my lifetime. I saw Bejing without smog (a rare feat) and enjoyed Shanghai with its tall towers and skyscrapers.

Loretta Ransom Hucks - My oldest friend, Gayle Brozovich Warrington, and I have always treasured our time with John Koenig. He was kind, friendly, with a good sense of humor. We were madly in love with John Derek after seeing him in Knock on Any Door and used to write his name and tape up his pictures on the blackboard! Mr. Koenig would just give a half-grin and let us carry on.

He set a good example for me on how to be a compassionate teacher. He didn't just give out poor work slips, he gave out Good Work and Excellent Work cards that we could proudly take home to our parents.

I felt privileged to be able to drive him to our 25th reunion!

I also learned SO much from Creighton Hayes. He prepared me for college perhaps more than any other teacher. I learned how to write term papers from him. We were required to complete each step along the way by a certain time: choices of topic, final choice, outline, research notes, etc. I used his methods in college and in teaching.

Gail Thomas Herzog - My favorite teacher was John Koenig - Geometry! He changed my life and my view of myself.

Judy Turner - Mr. Pitzer the choral teacher was very influential in my life. My daughter reminded me of how much I'd told her about him, how much I got out of singing with the chorus because of him, and what a wonderful leader he was! I absolutely loved singing with a group, and Mr. Pitzer was the reason. He was such a good conductor and brought out the best in us.

Norma Larson Zimmer ('41), the Champagne Lady with Lawrence Welk, wrote an autobiography in which she talked about singing in the Lincoln Chorus, and how Mr. Pitzer mentored and coached her, and how he influenced her life.

Another favorite was my algebra teacher Mr. Hatley. He was so great. He told my concerned parents at open house, "Oh, Judy will be just fine as soon as she gets her social life straightened out." So, as you can probably guess, I was a bit of a challenge to teachers.

Miles Yanick - Mr. Lamb - Chemistry, Florence Miles - Geometry, and Ernest Osgood - Architectural Drawing. Hardly a day goes by that I don't use at least a tiny bit of what I learned from them.


Hazel Kidd Lawson - For all of you who babysat, have you ever given any thought as to how unprepared we were? Some of us were only 12-13 - children taking care of children. We were hired to sit with tiny babies or toddlers for the evening, with a telephone number to reach the parents. A single mother may have gone nightclubbing, but no specific place she could be reached. Some of the homes where I babysat didn't even have a telephone.

As young children did we have any knowledge of CPR techniques? The only way to reach emergency personnel would be to dial zero, and some operator would come on and then she would call the Police or Fire Department.

Folks who hired us did so because they liked us, knew us, and trusted us to take care of their little ones. Did they even think about emergency situations, such as if the child was choking?

A past Totem II article reflected on being paid $1 for the day to take care of 3 children. I, as were many of my friends, were paid 50 cents per night, which was a fortune to me. Once, a couple paid me a dollar and I envisioned all of the things I could buy with that dollar.

Apparently we were excellent babysitters, since families continued to hire us, but no one actually gave much thought to emergency situations, as the goal for the evening was to go out and have fun. I enjoyed babysitting, but thinking back I sometimes shudder at what could have happened in the event of an emergency, with no telephone access in some cases.

Steve Sourapas — I attended the annual Lincoln Alumni meeting at Lincoln on October 18th. We were told that the Seattle School District is going to keep the name Lincoln and open it as a high school in two or three years.

We had a tour of the school, but because the rooms were remodeled I couldn't discern them from the old classrooms. However, when we got to the basement level, the gym wasn't renovated to the extent that we could see the track above the basketball court. We viewed the kitchen where the famous cinnamon rolls were baked so many years ago.

I used to live a block-and-a-half from Lincoln at 43rd and Densmore. When the first bell rang I ran like hell from my house to get there in time.

My family was in the soft drink business starting in 1919 as the Georgetown Bottling Works. I started as a lowly bottle sorter and worked myself up from there. I'm co-authoring a book on the family business that was started by my dad, James Sourapas. The names changed over the years starting with Hires Bottling Co., Dr. Pepper Bottling Co., Northwest Bottling Co., and Northwest Beverages. We sold the company in 1997.

Miles Yanick - I'm looking forward to another winter of skiing. I'll be at Silver Star, a ski area in the Monashee Mountains in central British Columbia for a week after Christmas. I'm usually at Stevens Pass every Monday, or at Mission Ridge on Thursday or Friday.

I'm designing a number of very nice projects this year: community center and library, several small retail buildings, and several residential projects. I plan to keep practicing until I'm 100 or at least until I get it right.

I sing lead in a men's a capella quartet. We perform every other week or so. I also sing in a 12 person vocal jazz group. We've got a show coming up in January, 2015. I've done a lot of musical theater performances in the last 25 years, usually one or two a year. I just finished Evita and will start rehearsals for Side By Side By Sondheim in December. It will open in February 2015.

Too much to do, not enough time.

Okay - your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to think about what Seattleites do when they come in from the rain that is unique to Seattleites! Send me any and all ideas for the next Totem II. Until then - have a very happy holiday season!

Fall 2014

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Great news! The LLAA made enough money at the All Class Luncheon in June by auction and merchandise sales to help in awarding 30 scholarships! Thank you to all who attended. Those from our class who attended were Sue Dippert Calvert, Marilyn Christy Derouin, Jackie Miller Engstrom, Donna Palladin Holt, Bill Hoppe, Phyllis Radka King, Faye Lee Lemond, Yvonne Taylor Michl, Betty Freeman Ronquillo, and Steve Sourapas.

Sue Dippert Calvert - I was really drawn to the band, a live quintet, at the all-schooI luncheon. They are all middle schoolers and going to high school next fall - 3 to Roosevelt, 2 to Garfield and 1 to Lakeside. The guitarist (age 14!) whipped out a business card immediately after I told them they were great! They call themselves the "Box’n Biz" and the card said “Jazz music for private events. From mellow duos to burning quintets, we can provide the right music for your special event." They didn't have any sheet music - lots of improvisation. There were 3 sax’s, acoustic bass, guitar and drums. They played before the food and the program.

Someone's 11-year-oId grandson gave a brief speech, saying that he’s heard about Lincoln all his life and he’s hoping it will re-open and he will be going there. He said he was representing the future.

Pride Neaville Davies - I’m sorting through a lifetime of stored pictures, and this one is of my class at West Woodland - June, 1948. The class was split, and some went to Hamilton and the others to Monroe. To make it more complicated, some of us graduated in 1953 and some in 1954. I had one year at Hamilton - 2nd half of the 7th grade and 1st half of the 8th grade. We then moved to Blaine and they skipped me to the 9th grade. I completed the 10th and 11th grades in Blaine, and then my dad was transferred back to Seattle, and I did my senior year at Lincoln.

Loretta Ransom Hucks - On the weekend before the 4th of July, I went to the greatest jazz festival in Olympia. This is the 24th year of the festival - and it’s one of the best (if not the best) in the country. I accomplished my mission for that weekend: I danced my feet and my shoes off! So much fun! This is traditional jazz - New Orleans, Dixieland, Blues, etc.

Lois Peterson Swenson - The year 2013 was not a good one for my husband, Carl Swenson. We did make it to the 60th Lincoln reunion, but Carl had many health issues, the main one being his kidney dialysis. We were married on September 18, 2010, and after only three wonderful years together, Carl died on Christmas Day, 2013 only four days after celebrating his 91st birthday.

Once again I’ve lost a wonderful husband. He was very active in the Reserve Officer's Association for Edmonds Rotary for over 50 years, so I’m now involved in Rotary in his behalf. I'm also still very active at Harbor Square Athletic Club in Edmonds. I go 6 days a week and make sure I get the 10,000 steps. My daughter, Nancy (also a widow), and I are going on a 17-day Rick Steves tour to Italy. (Lois — please write about your trip for the next issue.)

Diane Lembo Tally was the only person to respond to the request in the last issue for thoughts about global warming, etc. She sent an article that was in the Times about coal trains going through our area. Her daughter, who is also a Lincoln grad, is very involved in the anti-coal trains group. I guess that the questions posed in the last issue were "too political" so no one really wanted to express themselves. Sorry about that.

Scholarship Donations - Myrtis Rehbein Holdren, Richard Mobley in memory of Claude Hickman, Donald Lundberg in memory of Barbara Lange Davis, Gail Thomas Herzog in memory of Martha Gebert Houk.

Recent Deaths - For full obituaries, please go to our website here. March 10th - Carmel Blaschka Bowers, Apnl 5th - Robert Earl Smith, April 13th - Bonnie Barrett Dalton, June 12th - Helen Argus.

That’s all folks. Drop a line or two about what's going on in your life, what adventures you were on last summer, etc.

Spring 2014

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Betty Bergeron Duncan - (Loretta - I inadvertently left this out of the last issue) - We left on September 29th for a 5 week cruise/tour from Pier 91 to Sydney. We found that over 500 from our Lynnwood travel agent (Travel with Allen) would be on board. Hoped that some were from our class. (Holland American Oosterdam). Lots of interesting stops along the way, including Cairns and the Great Barrier Reef. We returned on November 5th. lf you are members of "Cruise Critics," our name is "Island Guys."

Hazel Kidd Lawson - Who’s Attle? As I was preparing for a trip back home after visiting with Florida relatives, my young niece wanted me to stay, but I told her that I had to get back to Seattle. Then she asked me, “Who’s Attle?” I was amused at the time, and told her it was a city, not a person.

I never gave much thought to it until some years later, 1989, when I was visiting relatives in Alabama, and a cousin took me shopping at the local mall. I became tired and decided to sit down on a bench and wait for her. A lady sat beside me and we began a conversation. She could tell that I wasn’t from that area because I sounded “different." She asked where I was from, and I said, "Seatt|e, Washington." She then asked if it was near Washington, D.C, and I told her that it was on the West coast - the Pacific Ocean - Washington State.

"Oh," she said, “I’ve never heard of that state.” I heard the same thing from many other adults there. I was amused at my young niece’s question, but not amused by these grown adults, some in their 40’s and 50's who had never heard of Seattle, one of the largest cities on the West coast. I began to realize that perhaps folks east of the Mississippi, living in southern states, knew nothing about anything west of the Mississippi.

Before visiting Alabama, we were residents of Florida for two years, and I'd write letters back home to Seattle. The typewritten addresses on my envelopes were plain and clear, and each and every time they were sent back to me by the Post Office of Washington D.C., with a notice on them, "No Such address in Washington, D.C." It became so insane and ridiculous that even the United States Post Office had never heard of Seattle, Washington, and were insisting on sending my letters to D.C., that I finally wrote a letter to the Post Master with a copy to the local Florida city’s post office and included a map! Even today, my Alabama kin folk tell me that there are folks down there who have never heard of Seattle, and assume it is part of Washington, D.C.

I never gave any thought to Seattleites having an accent. The only accents I ever heard were those sweet southern drawls and the harsh Bronx speech. But, one time when I was working at a financial institution and had to call back to our Bronx affiliate for some data, a secretary or clerk said to me, "You folks out West have the cutest accents.” That’s the very first time I ever thought we had an accent. The next time I visited Alabama, I asked my relatives, "Do I have an accent?" They answered, "Yes, you do."

So, it appears that in every area of the United States, we who grew up in and live in those areas do indeed have an accent different from another area. So, I ask you, my dear, home-grown Seattleites, did you ever think you had an accent, or did you just assume, as I did, that we spoke “normally?"

Diane Linneman Bicknell - At one time Green Lake froze over solid, and my best friend, Betty Hiller Gronning, and I walked out to the swimming rafts at West Green Lake. The shore patrol saw us and came running from a distance, shouting at us! We jumped off the raft. The ice creaked and groaned, but did not break as we ran for shore and home, preventing us from getting a ticket or a lecture!

On January 2, 1950, Betty and I had our picture taken at the shore of Green Lake. Her dad was the retired City Editor of the P.I. and the photographer was visiting him at their home, which was across the street from Green Lake. He asked if we’d like to have our picture taken near the lake. The icy wind had blown a pile-up of ice and snow on the shore. The picture was on the front page with no names, just young people checking out the icy conditions at the lake. You couldn’t tell it was us! The photographer had also asked a young boy to join us. Years later when walking through the Flea Market at the Curling Club, I saw a stack of old newspapers on a table and I saw the picture again. I bought the paper for $1.

That was a fun winter, especially since I lived at the bottom of the North 71st hill. What great sledding!!!

(Loretta - I lived on 77th near the bottom of the hill from Greenwood. We used to set up saw horses to block traffic and slide down that same hill, too.)

Perry Kennedy - I’ve not strayed onto these pages before, but I do frequently read them. Loretta did me a good turn last year - and here she is again, calling out to us. So, as I have some good stuff to share, I'm responding to Loretta’s siren song.

In late 2012 I had just returned from a film festival in Bogota, Colombia, in which a film that I had submitted won an award. Coincident to that, I saw Loretta’s call for updates and sent her news about the film and a backstory about my two years (1964-1966) of ethnographic research with the Wounaan, an indigenous people inhabiting the Choco rainforest in the Pacific coast lowlands of Colombia. Loretta suggested that it might be better published in a separate box in the winter 2012 Totem ll. I don’t think it was published in the digital class section.

Briefly, during my time in the rainforest I filmed Wounaan activities that I eventually edited into three films, but which weren't widely distributed. Several years ago my colleague in the research (now my ex- wife) and I decided to revive the films. We wanted to return to the Wounaan, the visual documentation of the culture of their ancestors. We further wanted to bring attention to a wide audience, the current desperate plight of the Wounaan, and to present the film as an historical document of an extraordinary high- functioning culture, just prior to its disruption.

I digitized and reedited the first film (a 70-minute intro to the Wounaan culture), added a new music tract and a Spanish narration to accompany the English narration.

Now I have another update. The fim has been selected by a festival in Paris, taking place in mid-April. It’s a festival that is seriously focused on ethnographic film, with ties to many international filmmakers and film festival directors, so has the possibility of introducing the Wounaan film to a global range of the documentary film community. This is important for us, so we’ll both go to Paris for some networking. We’re looking to distribute the three films as a unit - a triptych - and possibly to encounter an experienced filmmaker interested in making a follow-up film on the present day Wounaan.

I've been working on the other two Wounaan films, and am hoping to complete them in March for possible screening off-festival in Paris.

On a more domestic note, |’m happy to announce that I‘m now a first-time grandfather. My grandson, August, will complete two years on April 25th. I know that most of you are old pros in this grandparent business, totally familiar with grandchildren, and likely great-grandchildren and possibly great-great- grandchildren. I’m a neophyte, but it is true what they say about grandparent, isn‘t it?!? I recall Fred Wright mentioning the large size of his new grandchild. August is off the charts - over 36 inches now. My daughter lives in Brooklyn, which is overrun with carriages and big babies. I’ve heard of other newborns equally large. Is this sizing a recent phenomenon?,

However, I’ve experienced a downside to grand-parenting that I hadn’t anticipated. My daughter is an academic who, just late last week, was recruited by a university in England, starting in September. "An offer too good to refuse." My co-parent is heartbroken, and I’m truly saddened that August will be so far away. Brooklyn was do-able; London is a bit longer. Growing up without family, cousins, etc. etc.

On the other hand, a new grandchild has stirred and brought forth thoughts that I've maybe stored away concerning the survival of our species on this little planet. About seven months ago, one of the national environmental groups,, sponsored a chapter in Seattle. I attended the organizing meeting (along with about 125 other folk), and became involved in understanding better the complexity of global warming and climate change, the significance of fossil fuels production and environmental disruption: the Keystone XL pipeline, the coal trains rushing through Seattle trailing coal dust, and the potential of new refineries built on Washington's coast. Global survival might be a theme among those Loretta has been searching for: what do us old folks think about it?

Abrazos to all - Perry

(Loretta: Thanks, Perry. That will be the topic for the next edition of Totem II - at least for our class! So, dear friends, get your dander up and start making notes on your feelings about this topic for next time.)

Arnt Thorkildsen - Early In the Morning

Maybe it’s 5 am by now because I hear my neighbor’s rooster. He's a regular alarm clock. Oscar is his name, and he's a big fella. There's no question as to who’s the boss on this farm. Even Henry, the owner, walks around slowly when Oscar is out and around with his ladies.

Have not been sleeping well lately, and am wondering what’s on my mind that makes me get out of bed and walk around at such an early hour. I sit and listen to Oscar with my second cup of coffee warming my hands. It‘s a little chilly still, at this early hour, but there‘s nothing like two or three cups of good, strong java so early in the morning.

I walk out to the patio and see how light and bright things are. Look up into the sky and there‘s that big, beautiful full moon and a bunch of flickering stars. I can’t see too many stars because of the moon being so bright. As I look up into the heavens, I always think of the first man on the moon as he hopped and waltzed around in his spacesuit singing, "In the merry month of May. . ."

Two minutes of star gazing is enough. I can never get enough of looking up into the sky, but can never find the answers to how, when, why, or where all these planets and stars came from. Every time I do star gazing, I get a headache since I never get, nor can I find an answer to the questions. I think I'd better give up.

With my third cup of coffee I sit down in the den and look up at my corkboard on the wall. The board is full of notes, cards, photos and telephone numbers all held there by red and blue stickpins.

I reach up and pull down a nametag from a high school reunion. It has my picture on it from my senior year.
I gaze at it.
Is that really me?
I don’t think so.
It must be my cousin.

"Have I really changed that much?" I ask myself. The longer I look at the picture, the more I realize that it's true. It is me. Yet it is not. I’m no longer that naive young man with the crew cut, but a father of two, grandfather of four, and a great-grandfather as well.

Sixty years ago I was that young man in the picture. A young man with a dream.
What dream?
What dream of life did I have then?
I can’t remember.
Did I really have one?
I wonder.

There are many roads in life, and we all take a different one. Some have mountains that we must climb, while others have valleys with slow moving brooks and rivers. When we travel life‘s many paths, we have no idea where they will lead us - what will be on the road, where it will take us, where it will end.

There’s a saying, "Some people lead extraordinary lives . . . and then there’s the rest of us." I don’t believe that. I believe that all of us lead extraordinary lives. Each of us in our own way. Frank Sinatra sang, "I did it my way.” As I have . . . and as you have. . . we all did it. . ."our way."

So why do I get up at 4 am? What am I looking for? Am I looking for some answer? An answer to what? What's the question? Is the question about my own life?

Or is it about all the stars and the bright moon I see in the sky? Maybe I'll never find the answer. Then again, maybe I'll never find the right question, either.

I’ve heard that there are some strange people in this world. Am I one of them? I wonder.

Maybe tomorrow I'll again awake early and look up into the sky - and ask another question.

Or the same one.

I love . . . SUNRISES.

Gail Weld Vanderhoof - I had the adventure of a lifetime traveling in Mexico with a friend in a car. On May 29, 2013, we had a long day of driving mountain roads, in the rain and wind, with few signs. My friend, Georgia, had difficulty figuring out where we were to keep us on the right road. We ended up back on the coast, only a few miles south of where we‘d started (almost out of gas, needing a "john") at an isolated Indian village, La Gloria. It was on the border of Chiapis and Oaxaca states. The wind had been bad all day, and the rain got much worse as we got back to the coast. The village was not on either of our maps, nor was the village we went through before La Gloria.

It was almost dusk, and I was about to go “night blind.” A man waved us to a stop as we ran out of pavement. He told us the road went nowhere, and to turn around. He said, "Arriba, arriba” (Hurry, hurry), “los arboles, los arboles" (the trees, the trees). We turned around and drove through the village as fast as possible given the terrible road and weather conditions. We were too late. By then the first tree had fallen and blocked the road. A truck with lights flashing and a man, again, no English, told us to turn around and go back into the town saying, “Los arboles!"

By now the wind was raising the car a bit, and rain was pelting us. We drove toward the village of about 200 people and found a place to pull over. The water in the fields was almost up to the road, so we U-turned to find higher ground. A man waved us up into his cement drive. Much better. All the time, pick- up trucks were going by with the beds crammed with dripping wet people wearing parkas and garbage sacks and plastic bags. Children holding bundles of food and warm, dry clothing were completely wrapped in plastic. Pedestrians were streaming by toward the fallen tree to join the truck loads.

After waving several of us into his 8 x 10' concrete house, the man came out with a plastic bag and gestured for us to come into his home. We barely made it, leaving everything behind in the car even my purse and a bottle of water. By now we couldn’t hear words over the rain and wind. There was a small wooden table, a box-like counter with cooking utensils, three plastic chairs, and about 12-15 sopping wet people. Not only did I have Spanish to deal with, they all had a strong Indio dialect/accent.

I was now in a hurricane; Hurricane Barbara. The metal roof began to pull up with the gusts of wind. One lady took her toddler and went under the table as a flow of water was being forced through crevices. By the time we all moved away from the worst of the ceiling metal strips, the lady owner was quietly sobbing in a corner. A dog went by in the now 4" of water covering the road past our open door, carrying a pup. The wind was now forcing the rain vertically. Metal from other shacks was flying through the back, branches were bouncing past, and palm fronds were airborne.

One couple left our leaky shelter and fled into the storm after eyeing the roof. A pickup stopped and a man came after the lady and child under the table and held them up in the wind to get them into the cab of the truck. He came back and shouted, "El agua, el agua" (the water, the water), which was barely discernible in the sound of wind, rain, metal all being tom off and tumbling, people shouting to be heard, and a strange siren hum under it all.

At the warning, several people leaned out of the shack into the storm then headed for the truck. A man gestured for us to come and handed me up into the bed of the truck. He then helped Georgia, who’d been blown over by the wind twice already. Our group pretty much filled the truck, but we managed to load a few more. Off we went, past the downed electric lines and poles, soaked to the skin, and having rain hit us so hard it felt like hail. It was being driven directly into our faces, so I began to sip it off my lips, thinking it might be the only water available for a time. There were several stranded vehicles parked closer to the downed trees blocking the road, so we unloaded and began walking. As we walked, it occurred to me that the underlying din was the sound of Howler Monkeys surrounding the area and voicing their fears and connections with one another.

Many trees were down by now and most of the power lines. When we got to the trees, most of the evacuees went about 10' down a very muddy bank into ankle-deep water; quite beautiful, with floating leaves and blossoms. Three men headed through the trees and Georgia and I followed.

It was interesting to thread our way through huge branches with thorns and climb over trunks up to 3-4 ft. hung on debris. Georgia was trailing me, but my holding branches for her made it harder, she said. She was blown over again, but waved me on - that she was fine. We finally made it to pavement on the other side.

About 40' ahead, the next downed trees blocked the road. At this point, the only choice was forward or back to the mud sliding. But glory, glory! We must have gotten into the eye of the hurricane. We could walk and see! We made it through that to the next clearing. The 3rd was the last, and we were on open road, or at least partly open. Some of the people from the truck were climbing up onto the road.

One lady who helped me hold Georgia upright in the wind, spoke clear Spanish, so I was able to find out that there was a building we could use to get out of the rain and wind. “|Muy cerca” (very near). Great news. Her house had gone “swoosh," she said with a sliding hand-motion. Heart-breaking news. When she spotted her family. I thanked her and told her to go with her family. Most people were barefoot and we were all bone wet. Three or four km later, we made it to the village with people looking out at so many of us arriving. There were branches down and roofs off, but they’d not been hit as hard.

Several blocks later, a lady invited us into her open garage with her family, and got each of us a chair. Bliss! Fortunately, it wasn't cold, but hard wind onto wet skin (I was in shorts) and wet clothes and hair chills, anyway. We could not communicate enough to satisfy either of us. I wanted to know if there was a way back to my car and how dangerous it might be, and Georgia wanted details of what was happening. All I could manage was that most roofs were down as well as many walls and the middle of town was flooding. A horse was in a pasture with water to its knees.

The lady offered us the amenities she had available. As we were led through a warren of concrete rooms, we passed what had been the living room. The front wall and roof were gone. A table and several magazines and other belongings floated by. I wondered why a sofa and overstuffed chair were in a garage in such a stripped-down house. I can‘t believe how gracious they were when they’d just lost so much. All this time, trucks were going by, carrying more refugees and men with machetes, back to the downed trees.

Finally, they asked someone to check our car and to make sure my spouse was ok. They assumed that we were being taken care of by a man. When they finally believed we were on our own, the daughter drove us back to our car and waited until we could follow her back through the mess. No damage to the car! We‘d been told there was no hotel or room to be had for a 3 hour drive. We were pretty cold, wet, worried - but damned delighted!

We passed downed electric poles, but managed to get around them and the rocks, mud and branches. I had to ask Georgia to drive because it was getting dark. We made it to a better road, hoping we could make it to a gas station. And, we found one, but, no gas, no power! At least I could find out in which direction to drive. One person told me to make a U-turn and go back. The other said to continue on the road, then go right. Some help! Two hundred feet down the road I saw a hand-written sign, Auto Hotel. Can you believe it?!? It even had a "john." You poured a bucket of water into it to Hush, but who cared! It had sheets. I had our pillows, a spread, and we had beach towels. Glory be - life is good!!!

I have to confess that with all the trauma going on, I enjoyed the experience tremendously.

(Loretta: OMG!!!! What an adventure.)

Fred Wright - Fred and Phyllis Wright celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in August, 2013, and partied in November. Slow music and Geritol were mandatory!

Scholarship Donations - Thank you all so very much for supporting the scholarship fund for deserving students who are related to us!

Mavis Dodge Amundson, Darrell Bangerter, Sue Dippert Calvert, Dennis B. Clark, Bill Furbush, Jack McGinnis, Steve Sourapas - In memory of Tino Sourapas, Lois Peterson Swenson - In memory of Kay Peck Bartlett, Ron Williamson

A big thank-you to all who contributed to this column. I really appreciate all the wonderful things you send.

Now - remember - next month you are challenged to write your feelings and opinions about the things expressed in the last paragraph of Perry Kennedy's article. Let it rip! I will be excited to read what you send me! And thanks again, Perry, for the great idea!!!

Winter 2013

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

I really love this job! I get to read all of your wonderful stories and then read them again as I write them for the Totem II. Thanks again to everyone who responded to my request to answer my question - "What did you do the summer after graduation?" There were a few who wrote other stories and they're included here, too.

If you‘ve never sent anything in for the paper, please consider doing so for the next issue. I believe the due date for that is March 1st. I'll let you know later via Darrell Bangerter, our wonderful Web Master. Have you been to our site yet? If not, and you have a computer, check it out here. So much information and lots of pictures - the latest being “Then and Now."

I hope you enjoy the following stories from our fellow members of the Class of 1953.

Ted Anderson - That summer I sometimes pushed a lawnmower, working for Al Peterson, and sometimes I pushed a wheelbarrow of cement. I also met the future mother of my three kids.

Jim Berg - After graduation, I went on to the UW for one year and joined Alpha Sigma Phi fraternity. However, I discovered I wasn‘t ready for college life yet.

I worked at a Buick agency for a few years and in 1958 I went back to school at The Art Center in L.A. A year of that took most of my money and I returned to Seattle. My dad was a contractor and offered me a job. I found something I really enjoyed doing.

Gaile Ellis ('55) and her husband reintroduced me to Jackie Barr ('55), in November of 1961. We married in March 1962. I reentered the UW but my heart wasn’t in it, and in 1964 I got my contractor's license and began designing and building homes. We took up golf, joined the Inglewood Country Club, had three daughters, and in 1971 we moved to a brand new community in Lake Havasu City, Arizona.

My dad and I became partners, and we designed and built houses, duplexes, apartments and small commercial buildings. I was one of three men elected to the governing board for the city, but the whole family longed to return to Seattle.

We moved back to Seattle in 1976. I returned to designing and building custom homes, and remodeling. Over the next years I had four "Seattle Times Open Houses of the Month," and designed and built homes for three of the UW football coaches, including Jim Lambright.

Our three daughters got college degrees, married, and presented us with five grandsons. We wished for a granddaughter too, but the boys are all healthy and we feel very blessed. All are living in the Seattle area.

In 2006 we took a month-long road trip that took us, among many other places, to the Tucson, Arizona, area where we visited Don and Gail Campbell Helland. Gail and Don got together at the 40th class reunion and married a few years later. They spend winters in Arizona. We fell in love with their 55+ community, called Rancho Resort, and had a home built there. We spent several weeks there every year until October 2012, when we moved there full time. l couldn't stand being idle, so I began driving a school bus — and I love it! Jackie and I will be married 52 years in March.

Mary Fowler Trimble - After graduation, my friends and l spent a lot of time at Green Lake, right across the street from my house. The fellow I was dating, Don Black, was cooling his heels, waiting to be called into active duty with the Navy. He left for basic training in August. My best friends, Dee Hendrickson Kelly and SallyAnn Dayton Devine and I hung out either at the lake or at each other's homes.

I began applying for jobs, but I was still 17 and it was hard to find work. Finally, in August, when I would turn 18, I was able to get a good job with Prudential Insurance Company. The small branch at the Green Lake office was a perfect fit for me, and I was able to learn a variety of skills that would serve me for the next several years. Don and I married when we were 19 while he was still in the Navy. We lived in Hawaii for two years and I was able to land a good job at Honolulu Savings and Loan.

Bill Furbush - My family and I moved back to Atlanta, Georgia, where I was born on February 19, 1935. We moved from there in 1937 and returned in July, 1953. It was as opposite to Seattle as it could be. Seattle had moderate weather - Atlanta was humid and hot as hell in the summer.

Atlanta was officially segregated, including theaters where blacks had to sit in the balcony; on buses they had to sit in the back, at restaurants they had to eat outside; public schools were either all white or all black. lf you needed an ambulance, you had to specify white or black. I had difficulty understanding what anyone was saying. They bowled duck pins, little balls with no holes, which I'd never heard of before.

I‘d had a part-time job at the Hula Hut, across the street from Green Lake when I was sixteen. A southerner came into the Shell station next door and made a racist comment about a black employee. The owner of the station promptly threw the customer off the lot.

Moving to Georgia was like moving to a foreign country. I stayed there until March, 1958 and then moved to Los Angeles.

Harriet Galber Gray - I got a sales job at Manning`s Bakery after graduation. I worked at various stores including in the U district, downtown, Ballard, Pike Place Market and Northgate. The transit system became very familiar to me. It was a great experience to work with the other employees and wait on the customers. In the fall I started at the UW and then transferred to WSC in my junior year. l trained to be a Home Ec. Teacher.

Jack Garvin - I spent the summer of '53 as a camp counselor at Hidden Valley Camp out of Granite Falls. My skill set, up to that time, consisted of bagging groceries and trimming produce at Safeway, A & P, etc. I was not prepared for 14 eight-year-olds, hiking in the Cascades, playing guitar at campfires, riding horses, sailing on Lake Roesiger, etc.

I met men and women who were in college, majoring in education, and found that I clicked with 8-year-olds. So, I set sail for Central Washington in Ellensburg and since one thing leads to another, I received my teaching credentials in 1957. I left the natural irrigation of Washington State for the sunshine of California.

l became principal of a K-6 school at age 28, received my doctorate at BYU in 1972, and wrapped up my career as a Superintendent of a K-8 school district after 19 years. I‘m currently serving my 3rd term as a school board member in Santa Maria, CA.

The summer of '53 set my life’s direction and with the discovery of cruise ships in 2004 - the party continues! "Long Live the Lynx!"

Henry Gee - The first thing I did after graduation was to do two weeks of summer camp with the Air National Guard at McChord AFB in Lakewood, Washington. After that, I took a week‘s vacation and drove over to Spokane and Lake Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, where I had worked at Arrow Head Boys' Camp during the summer of 1951 when I was 15.

When I got back to Seattle, I went to Boeing and worked there for the next nine months. After Boeing I went to work in the automotive line, then the trucking business at Allison-Mitchell Transfer Line. I was with System Transfer for five years and ended up at Acme Inter City Freight Lines for 38 years before retiring from the Teamsters at Hogland Transfer in Everett. I retired from the Air National Guard in 1961 and trucking in 1997.

I`ve enjoyed hot rods, boating, and RV travel. My wife, Louise, a Roosevelt High graduate, and I married in 1955. This November 3rd will be our 57th wedding anniversary! We have three grown kids, but no grandchildren.

Evie Hansen Antilla - Upon graduation from Lincoln I continued my job at VandeKamp Bakery in Ballard. When I entered the UW in the fall, I worked part-time there.

I put in two years at the UW and was hired by United Air Lines as a stewardess. I flew for a couple of years and then transferred to the United counter at SeaTac. l met a pilot with Northwest Airlines and we married.

My husband had a 280 acre ranch in South Hill, Puyallup. We built a new home on the bluff overlooking the Orting \/alley with a fantastic view of Mt. Rainier. My husband died in 2009 and I miss him very much, but I`ve been blessed and am grateful to God for my wonderful life. l have a precious little teacup Yorkie named Sisu. She weighs 3 pounds and has brought me much joy.

Gail Herzog Thomas - My mom took me to Europe!!! When you’re a teenager you think you know everything, but Europe was the beginning of knowledge. We sailed from NY on the Liberté, touring France, Germany, Belgium, England and Scotland. We sailed home on the Ile de France, encountering a huge storm and rescuing a Greek Liner at sea. We arrived a day late in NY. The journey lives forever in my memories.

Hazel Kidd Lawson - I secured a position with a local hospital as Admitting Secretary, which I held for four plus years. This position was very interesting and the job was extremely eventful and sometimes very funny. An "old maid” who lived across the street, and apparently had never ventured much past her home, was hired as a secretarial clerk.

One day a very pregnant woman came through the door yelling, “It`s coming! It`s coming!" The inexperienced clerk put the woman on a stretcher to take her to the Labor Department. On the way up in the elevator full of visitors, she told the pregnant woman, over and over, "Cross your legs! Cross your legs to keep the baby from coming!"

Late one night another woman came in with her pregnant girlfriend who was being admitted for an induction the next morning. When l asked the name of the father, she looked at her friend and said, "Do you think it`s Don, or maybe Eric? Or do you think it might be David'?" Her friend said, "l don`t know, just put down Don.”

There were several that brought me to tears. A father would come in with a lifeless baby. When l took down the information from the father later, he said he and his wife had found their baby motionless in the crib. Little was known about it then, but it probably was SIDS.

I even helped deliver a baby in the parking lot in the middle of the night when the mother couldn't quite make it into the hospital.

There were times to make me shudder when I had to help morticians who had come from the far-away hills of nowhere, in the middle of the night, to pick up the deceased for the families who lived in those small country towns. The morticians could only come in late at night after they’d closed their funeral homes. I had to go with them to the morgue, which was situated outside of the hospital across the alley, unlock the morgue, go to the proper refrigeration shelf, pull it open, look at the tag on the toe, and then help the morticians lift the body on to their stretchers so they could take it out to their trucks. I was the only employee on duty during these midnight times. The small towns they covered were Issaquah, North Bend, Snoqualmie, Marysville, etc.

Monroe Prison had a large riot, with many injured or dead. One inmate was beaten so severely that he had to be admitted to our hospital and I had the task of interviewing him with a law enforcement guard at his bedside. He was handcuffed to the bed rails by both arms and legs. It was important to obtain all of the infomation from a patient so that it could become an integral part of thier hospital chart.

There are many stories with laughable moments, and many sad moments as well. l witnessed it all, but I wouldn't trade this experience for anything. It was such an unforgettable learning experience.

Barbara Ripke Callahan - I remember that summer very well, as my girlfriend and I took the train to Southern California. We stayed in Hollywood, at Hollywood and Vine. We took a tour bus around Hollywood and saw the movies stars’ homes and toured the movie studios. My Facebook picture is of me getting ready to dive into the pool at our motel. My daughter found the picture and thought it would be neat to post it. LOL. We also stayed in San Francisco and rode the trolley.

We returned home to start working. I had a job waiting for me at Foster and Kleiser Outdoor Advertising Company.

Arnt Thorkildsen (class of 1954 - should have been 1953) - At age 15 my heroes were Ted Williams, the baseball player, and Arnie Bergh, Lincoln High quarterback, class of ‘51. But now as l think back at age 78, I should include our vice-principal Ira Miller. He was the man who kept me in school. Max Starcevich and Earl Pfaff were against it, but Mr. Miller must have seen something in me that was worth saving. For that I am etemally grateful. My regret is that I never returned to Lincoln to thank him.

When I joined the US Navy after school and graduated from Hospital Corps School, Balboa Naval Hospital, San Diego, with honors, I had no one but Ira Miller to thank for that. At 17 and 18 years old I was an idiot, but at 19 I suddenly became a little smarter.

Today, maybe we at our age should take the time to remember some of our teachers, our mentors, our heroes, and all the other people who were kind and helpful to us so many years ago.

Lloyd Towne - The summer after graduation I started a four year apprenticeship at Boeing. Upon completion I had my A & P license and spent another two years at the lazy B. In July of 1959 I went to work for United Air Lines. I worked there for the next 38 years until I retired on September 1, 1997.

After retirement, I’m at a loss as to what I've been doing. I’ve decided not to dwell on the last 16 years though, and concentrate on making it to 100 years.

Lois Anseth Simmons writes the following: We’re still living in North Dakota (lowest unemployment in the nation - oil is benefitting all who live here). We did have a wonderful summer vacation, which included a short visit to Seattle and Whidbey Island. We hosted our family to an Alaska cruise which began and ended in Seattle! It was a wonderful trip and it was great to visit the home area of our growing-up years. I was sorry we couidn't arrange it to coincide with the reunion!

Our kids and grandkids loved the waterfront in Seattle, especially the aquarium, Pike Place Market, meals at Ivar’s, the Space Needle, etc. Lots to do and see in wonderful Seattle! They also loved the ferry ride to Clinton on Whidbey Island, my husband’s hometown. The sun was shining every day we were on our trip (a total of nine days). Thanks for that - I could finally convince them that it didn’t always rain in Seattle. There were 15 in our group, so we boosted Seattle‘s tourism income a bit! We enjoyed every minute of it.

(A comment from Loretta — I always tell people who ask me if it rains here all the time - that yes, it does, and you wouldn't like it, so doh’t bother to come! I’m one ot the charter members of Emmett Watson's Lesser Seattle and the KBO - Keep the B---—s Out).

Arnt Thorkildsen on FOOD - Several days ago, while sitting on the patio, I heard a lemon fall from the tree. I walked over and picked it up and held it in my hand for the longest time, just admiring its shape and color.

Professor Norman Borlaug, the father of "The Green Revolution" and winner of the Nobel Prize in 1970 said, "People just do not understand the complexities of food production."

Have you ever placed a seed in the ground? Watered it, weeded and nurtured it, whether it be potatoes or tomatoes, GMO or organic? And when you harvest what you planted, you have to sit back and behold the miracle of what you’ve just seen - the miracle of growing food - the food that we need to sustain our lives.

Take the time today to not only smell the roses in your life - but also the tomatoes and potatoes.

Fall 2013

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Once again, many thanks to those who contributed to this issue of the Totem II. I know there are many more of you out there who have something to contribute, so put on your clever thinking caps and send me a paragraph or two about yourself and/or fellow classmates.

60th Reunion – June 11, 2013

What a great time was had by all! There were 120 attendees, some who had never been to a reunion before. Everyone seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves, even Darrell Bangerter, the guy in charge of seeing that everything ran so smoothly.

We received the following from Doris Clark Cannon and her husband, Ed: My husband and I had a fun time, filled with memories of our high school years, while renewing friendships and meeting spouses. Thanks for the great pictures recapturing those memories to enjoy, Larry Wagle!

Thank you Darrell and the reunion committee, Loretta Ransom Hucks, Bill Koons, Chet Smith, for doing such a marvelous job! And, Darrell, our ‘53 class website you created is absolutely fabulous! Love you all. Rah...Rah...Rah…Lincoln High School.

All-Class Luncheon – June 15, 2013

Those who attended from our class were: Sue Dippert Calvert, Bill Hoppe, Bill Koons, Donna Palladin Holt, Bonnie Stoa McCrary, Steve Sourapas, Ron Williamson.

Our Late Friends

Sandy Arnstein Naon – November 30, 2012
Don Bonner – October 9, 2012
Joy Proffitt Schaefer – 2003

Other News

Roy Enberg – Roy has recently joined the Alumni Association. He says he got “turned loose” in January, rather than waiting for the June graduation, and wishes everyone lots of luck!

Jim Hanson and Lois “Jean” Garton Hanson (’55) – Jim & Jean have been married for 57 years. They have two daughters and one grandson. They enjoy their homes in Edmonds and Sequim. Jim has enjoyed sport fishing in Alaska for the last 15 years.

Harriet Gray Galbert – Harriet taught school for 5 years, and then worked for Meryl Lynch investment for a year. She’s been married for 49 years and has 2 daughters and 2 grandchildren. She plays guitar at Care Centers and with the choir and Praise Ensemble. She leads a band at church and sings with a barbershop quartet. She does water aerobics, belongs to an exercise club, and enjoys ballroom dancing. She skied and biked until she had a hip replacement 2 years ago.

Glenda Melvin Cassutt – After graduation, I attended the UW, majoring in English. I married and had 2 children, and focused on being a parent until I returned to UW to finish my BA in English in the 70’s. I became the manager of Seattle’s new P-Patch community gardening program. I later became coordinator of the downtown Neighborhood Service Center until I retired. A highlight of my life was assisting in the birth of my first grandson, who is now 6’ 6” tall! I’ve had the pleasure of traveling to the Middle East and India to enrich my interest in comparative religions, and I’ve published poetry and prose in literary journals.

Pat Hibbard Hicks – My husband of 55 years passed away April 13th of a massive stroke. I’m now living at the Willows Retirement Home in Bellingham, Washington. It’s a lovely place with great meals and many activities. I’ve sold my home in rural Bellingham and do miss living out in the country. My address is now 3115 Squalicum Parkway, #223, Bellingham, WA, 98225. My phone number is 360-739-0400. If anyone is up this way, please call and come by to visit. Love to all and have a good reunion.

Faye Lee Lermond – I was married for 45 years – 5 to Jim Mullen, 10 to Tom Sloan, and 30 to Dick Lermond. I’ve been a widow since 2005. I have one son, Todd Sloan, and 2 grandchildren, and have lived in the same house for 45 years. I’ve kept in touch with my high school girlfriends.

I loved to travel and have been to Hawaii, Mexico, Canada, Cook Islands, Thailand, and China. Now I love reading and working in the garden. And, I’ve learned to play pool!

I have a pacemaker, but otherwise I’m in pretty good health. The hair is starting to gray, and the bones are aching a little, but otherwise I’m enjoying my life.

Diana Ritter Downey – I’m one of those who sit back and marvel at the accomplishments of my fellow classmates of 1953! What a wonderful time we all had, trying to find our way. I’m so very proud of being a part of you. When I brag about our active school community after all these years, I really don’t think anyone believes me. Guess they’re just envious. God bless you all, and here’s to the next years to come!

Bill Furbush – Bill shared a poem he received from “an old friend from grade school days in Dearborn, MI”


A little house with three bedrooms, one bathroom and one car on the street. A mower that you had to push to make the grass look neat.

In the kitchen on the wall we only had one phone. And no need for recording things, someone was always home.

We only had a living room where we would congregate, unless it was at mealtime in the kitchen where we ate.

We had no need for family rooms or extra rooms to dine. When meeting as a family those two rooms would work out fine.

We only had one TV set and channels maybe two. But always there was one of them with something worth the view.

For snacks we had potato chips that tasted like a chip. And if you wanted flavor there was Lipton's onion dip.

Store-bought snacks were rare because my mother liked to cook and nothing can compare to snacks in Betty Crocker's book.

Weekends were for family trips or staying home to play. We all did things together; even go to church to pray.

When we did our weekend trips depending on the weather, no one stayed at home because we liked to be together.

Sometimes we would separate to do things on our own, but we knew where the others were without our own cell phone.

Then there were the movies with your favorite movie star, and nothing can compare to watching movies in your car.

Then there were the picnics at the peak of summer season, pack a lunch and find some trees and never need a reason.

Get a baseball game together with all the friends you know, have real action playing ball, and no game video.

Remember when the doctor used to be the family friend, and didn't need insurance or a lawyer to defend?

The way that he took care of you or what he had to do, because he took an oath and strived to do the best for you.

Remember going to the store and shopping casually, and when you went to pay for it you used your own money?

Nothing that you had to swipe or punch in some amount, and remember when the cashier person had to really count?

The milkman used to go from door to door. And it was just a few cents more than going to the store.

There was a time when mailed letters came right to your door, without a lot of junk mail ads sent out by every store.

The mailman knew each house by name and knew where it was sent; there were not loads of mail addressed to "present occupant."

There was a time when just one glance was all that it would take, and you would know the kind of car, the model and the make.

They didn't look like turtles trying to squeeze out every mile; they were streamlined, white walls, fins and really had some style.

One time the music that you played whenever you would jive, was from a vinyl, big-holed record called a forty-five.

The record player had a post to keep them all in line and then the records would drop down and play one at a time.

Oh sure, we had our problems then, just like we do today and always we were striving, trying for a better way.

Oh, the simple life we lived still seems like so much fun, how can you explain a game, just kick the can and run?

And why would boys put baseball cards between bicycle spokes and for a nickel, red machines had little bottled Cokes?

This life seemed so much easier and slower in some ways. I love the new technology but I sure do miss those days.

So time moves on and so do we and nothing stays the same, but I sure love to reminisce and walk down memory lane.

With all today's technology we grant that it's a plus! But it's fun to look way back and say, “Hey look, folks, THAT WAS US!

Hazel Kidd Lawson – In the last issue, Lois Anseth Simmons reflected upon the book Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet, referencing the incarceration of the Japanese during WW II. I’ve had very personal experiences with this.

We lived in the Cascade neighborhood, a few blocks from downtown Seattle, where the corner grocery store was owned by a beautiful Japanese couple and their two-year-old son, Georgie. They were charming, delightful, warm and caring about everyone in the neighborhood, and always let us children play with little Georgie. Their last name was Mitsu, and they lived in the back of the store. They always welcomed us children into their home and gave us candies and sometimes a popscicle on warm, sunny days. We loved them and they loved us. We were a family in the neighborhood that was close at heart for one another.

Then, a breaking of the heart occurred when they were taken away by armed military guards with rifles pointed at them. My caring and giving parents asked the guards where the Mitsu family were being taken, and were told they would go to Minidoka, Idaho. Neighbors stood near, crying. We were all stunned. Even as a child, I understood the heartbreak of it all.

My parents gave them a few weeks to settle in and then every second Friday, after my father got off work in the early afternoon, my parents and I would go to the Pike Place Market and buy many vegetables and fruits, along with some whole fish, which all went into a medium-sized box. A block away was the Carnation factory, and they gave us dry ice so the fish wouldn’t spoil. Then we’d begin the trip to Idaho, and spend the night in Spokane.

When we reached Minidoka we met with an armed military guard with a rifle lying on the table. We were able to meet the Mitsus at a barbed wire fence. Standing very close to us was another armed military guard. We were not allowed to touch the Mitsu family, not even little Georgie. We would then spend the night in Spokane and be home before late Sunday evening.

We made this trip with the food every second week. Each time we would take a neighbor friend along with us, anyone who wanted to visit, as we were about the only family in the neighborhood who had a car.

The old 1928 Chevrolet in the background would seat only two people comfortably with a third person squeezed in. Extra folks would lift the trunk lid up and secure it so it wouldn’t hit their heads and then sit on the edge of the trunk. The picture is of me and some neighbor in the trunk. No seat belts, of course, and nothing securing us so we wouldn’t fall out.

(Loretta: That is such a wonderful story, Hazel. There were so many of us that were unaware of this situation at the time.)

Loretta Ransom Hucks - July 1st – I just got back from a 4-day jazz (traditional) festival in Lacey, Washington. What a fantastic time I had in spite of the 90+ weather (99 in that area). Danced my feet off – WOO!! There were 13 bands from around the country and Canada and the music never stopped from 10:30 am to 10:30 pm. With hundreds of people in attendance, mostly from the West Coast, there were lots of excellent dancers and even some 1920’s costumes. In the parking lot, where the campers were parked, the self-named Trailer Trash Jazz Band played…musicians who just show up and jammed for a couple of hours. Always fun.

Jack Rogers – My fellow Lynx, I must confess, with hat in hand, that I have not been significantly involved in my old Alma Mater’s events and activities over the years.

I do keep track of the things that Darrell has made available to us so selflessly. I imagine that this lack of involvement had something to do with the fact that some of us lived so far away from Lincoln, in Richmond Beach. Extracurricular activities were complicated by the fact that bus rides took an hour each way, and there often weren’t activity buses at all. That notwithstanding, I loved old Lincoln, not to mention many of the lasses who went there. In fact, Lincoln inspired me enough to follow in the footsteps of our faculty, and become an educator, winding up in Renton as a high school principal for 20+ years. After 37 years in education, I “hung it up.”

I have three kids, and am married to a retired elementary principal. We live 6 months a year in Arizona and 6 months in Kirkland where my wife grew up. It was a wonderful career and I would do it all over again.

Our recent celebration of 60 years brought a flood of memories. To see these (more or less) familiar faces, and listen to their accomplishments, was sincerely heartwarming. Naturally we missed those who weren’t there and those who couldn’t make it, but the memories were still there . . . and close to our hearts. Let’s keep it going. Godspeed. A special thanks to those Lynx that made this possible. Jack Rogers 206-276-2305.

Again – thanks to all of you who contributed to this issue. Keep it up. Great stories.

Scholarship Donations

As of July 1, and since the last issue of Totem II, those who have donated to the scholarship fund are: Georgene Nelson Birchard, Glenda Melvin Cassutt, Marjorie Dopps, Bill Koons, and Lois Peterson Swenson – in memory of Kay Peck Bartlett.

Spring 2013

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Thank you to everyone who sent in something for this issue. You make my job much easier arid more enjoyable. I love reading the things that you send, and am happy to share your stories with our classmates. BIG HUGS TO ALL OF YOU!!!

LOIS ANSETH SIMMONS — Yes, it’s cold now in Fargo, ND. We’ve had the coldest wind chills of the season recently, but today is warmer — 11 above as I write this. But, we bundle up in our down coats, scarves and gloves, and don’t mind it at all (if there’s no wind!) Construction in this rapidly growing city continues, even on the coldest days. It's amazing. We’re all benefiting from the oil activity in the western part of North Dakota.

I belong to a couple of book clubs, and at one we recently discussed the book Hotel On the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford. It’s about the incarceration of the Japanese people in Seattle. We were very young at the time and I scarcely remember it. I wish I’d been more aware. I do remember my father being quite upset about the situation. The book is a great read, and affords good discussion. It also describes so much of Seattle in those days, mentioning places that I was very aware of — such as two places where my father worked — the shipyards and Troy Laundry, and a favorite place where my mother and I shopped — Rhodes Department Store. I remember luscious malts sold in their lower level that we enjoyed after a day of shopping, and then riding home on the bus with our packages in tow. Even though the book focuses on a dark part of our history, it’s a good novel, and certainly evoked many Seattle memories for me.

Wish I could be there for your luncheon in June, to see if there’s anyone I remember, or who remembers me. However, we’re planning a cruise to Alaska, departing from Seattle in July with our immediate family (16!!), so I'll be unable to be there in June. Hope you who attend have a great time together.

I send my best wishes to you! Lois

MARY FOWLER TRIMBLE - When I was a schoolgirl, we lived in a neighborhood with very few children, so when a family moved in with little kids, I pounced on the opportunity to earn money by babysitting. At 13, I was the youngest of two. My sister Alice, 16, was beyond babysitting and into the world of horses. I’d always wanted a younger sibling, but it was clear that wasn't going to happen. I loved little kids and, as I saw it, babysitting could help me earn money and satisfy my “big sister" craving.

I called on Mrs. Little, our new neighbor, to offer my babysitting services. I couldn’t have timed it better. The Little’s had 5 children — 3 boys aged 9, 7 and 5, and boy-girl twins 9-months old. Mrs. Little was at the point of desperately needing to get out. She asked me to babysit once a week. She said, "Unless we have something special to go to, it doesn’t matter if we go out on Friday or Saturday. You make your plans and we’ll go out on the other night." Who could ask for a better arrangement than that?

I was in 8th grade, an age where I wanted to get together with girlfriends for movies and overnights. This arrangement was perfect. The children were all good kids and I had opportunities to cuddle the twins to my heart‘s content.

I wanted to take a girlfriend along, as many of my friends did, but my parents were adamant about my not having friends along. They felt my attention would be compromised.

One evening I anived at the Little’s at dinner time because they were attending a progressive dinner. Mrs. Little mentioned that Elaine, the girl twin, had a slight cold, but she didn't seem sick. She couldn’t leave a phone number with me (light years before cell phones], but she would call me from time-to-time throughout the evening.

I fed the kids dinner, bathed the little ones, supervised the older ones, and eventually put them all to bed. As was my practice, I checked on them every hour. When I went into the twins’ room, I heard a raspy sound and realized it was Elaine. When I picked her up and held her upright, her breathing seemed less labored, but as soon as I laid her down, she struggled for breath. Alarmed, I called my mother and she rushed over and agreed that we had a sick baby.

We looked in the phone book and found their family doctor’s phone number written on the inside cover. My mother called him and he came right over. (The days of doctors making house calls).

He strongly suspected that the baby had pneumonia. As it happened, Mrs. Little called while he was there, and they rushed home to take Elaine to the hospital.

What would have happened, I’ve always wondered, if I’d had a girlfriend with me. Would I have been so diligent?

Okay — one more babysitting story. I was probably 14 by now, and Mrs. Little asked me to spend the weekend so they could attend a conference. I jumped at the chance — just think how much money I’d make in a whole weekend!

The weekend went well, but I was beyond weary by the end of it. To take care of 5 children’s every need for an entire weekend — meals, keeping the house tidy, changing two sets of diapers, chasing after 2 toddlers, the whole bedtime routine — EXHAUSTING!!!

When I dragged myself home, afraid I’d never have the energy or strength to spend my hard-eamed money, I told my mother, “If you want grandkids, you’d better count on Alice — I never want to have kids!"

Mother laughed. "Rough weekend, huh'?”

I got over it and had many more years of babysitting. Later I had 4 children of my own. Remembering my earlier experience — our standing rule was that our babysitters could not have their friends along.

DOUG HOUK - In December I had a second knee replacement surgery. I’m enjoying my first grandson — now 14 months old.

HAZEL KIDD LAWSON — The fascinating and interesting stories that my Lincoln classmates have written and shared in the Totem II has been a wonderful gift to all of us who knew one another and shared our fun-filled years together at our old Alma Mater. There’s another gift that‘s been given to us and that is the hard and dedicated work of our Webmaster, Darrell Bangerter and our Class Rep for the Totem Il, Loretta Ransom Hucks, and all those who are involved with putting together and publishing the Totem ll. I personally realize the work involved, because from 1988 through 1993 I published a monthly Kidd Family Heritage paper to assist family in their genealogical research. The time, care and concern involved can only be measured by knowing it comes from your heart. Thank you, each and every person who has worked so tirelessly to give us all this priceless gift — the gift of knowing us all as we once were, and as we are now.

GLENDA MELVIN CASSUTT — I was one of the Totem's writer/editors. I’ve continued to write, teach and edit writing for friends and colleagues, as well as coordinating programs for Seattle’s Department of Neighborhoods.

Some of you may have developed an interest in genealogy, as I have, and have discovered many interesting ancestors. Revolutionary War soldiers had to validate each other’s service — in order to receive their modest, military pension payments. I discovered an ancestor’s actual signature through genealogy. I wrote the following poem based on that signature.


    Simeon Wright 1759-1832

Simeon’s witness signature dips to the right
as if he had signed when his ship listed.
He affirms that his friend did

soldier with him in the Revolutionary War
with little rest. He remembers them
climbing ropes onto British ships.

Each carried his knife,
usually used for slaughtering hogs, each placed
one hand on the ship’s wheel, simply awed

by gold-framed documents lining
cabin walls, for most days
they were farmers, not soldiers.

Now microfilm provides its feast.
Black and white handwritten script, its axis
slanted, confirms the heartbeats our ancestors

felt when boarding a strange ship.
Each connected letter is bent with their
wish to step down into their own

wooden boat, to grip their oars
and row through black water until they
could feel the keel bumping shore.

Then they could ship their oars,
grip a friend’s shoulder, step onto
solid ground, arid have only winter to fight.

First published in Stormy Weather
Earth’s Daughters magazine, #79, 2011

LORETTA RANSOM HUCKS — My husband of 43 years died in August, 2012. He would have been 85 on October 29, so the family threw a big birthday bash on Sunday, October 28. We had a band, dancing, food cooked by my chef-grandson, Jake, lots of wine, and lots of fun. There were at least 100 people there. We also had a cake and candles. He'd wanted a party — not a funeral — and that's what he got. We called it a celebration of a curmudgeon and rascal’s life!

Randy's cousin and her husband came up from Denver, and there were some places she wanted to see. One of them was the hotel from the book that Lois Anseth Simmons talked about — The Hotel at the Corner of Bitter and Sweet. Its on South Main in Seattle — called the Panama Hotel. There's a tea room connected to it, and in the floor is a large, square, glass section where you can see into the basement and view the possessions that the Japanese internees left, and never came back to claim! We went into the hotel, and it’s very quaint, but up-to-date at the same time. It’s actually a B&B — with breakfast served in the tea room.

Two days after the party, I was on the train to California to visit some jazz friends for a week — went dancing at least 3 limes. Then I went to Danville to visit Gayle Brozovich Warrington and her husband. Gayle surprised me with a weekend in Carmel at a B & B — lovely! Among other things, we went to Oceanside to see the Monarch Butterflies! That was absolutely fascinating. Then we went to the Monterrey docks and had samples of clam chowder that restaurants were serving outside. We were looking for the ultimate clam chowder — and found it!

Gayle and I have been friends since we were 10 — and are definitely sisters-separated-at-birth! We e-mail back & forth, and talk on the phone for at least an hour at a time. We’ve never run out of things to talk about, and our conversations seem to pick up right where we left off — no matter how much time has gone by. How wonderful it is to be friends with a history.

MYRTIS REHBEIN HOLDREN — We (me, my husband, son, daughter-in-law and 2 granddaughters) went to New Zealand on December 19, 2012, to escort one of the girls to her junior year semester in college abroad, in Dunelop, NZ. We followed "The Lord ot the Rings,” road for 2½ weeks. Very exciting trip, to say the least!

ARNT THORKILDSEN — Who lives in Mexico, wrote a beautiful poem:

    She walked up silently
. She stands in from of me.
She says not a word.
She opens her left hand.
I reach in my pocket for the little change I have.
I place it in her hand.
I say nothing.
She says nothing.
She slowly walks across the square.
Her shoes are black.
Her socks are black.
Her skirt is brown.
The blouse is light blue.
Her hair is dark with streaks of gray.
Her face is tired.
Her life is tired.
She is tired.

SCHOLARSHIP DONATIONS — Since the last Totem II, and as of February B, 2013, the following have made donations to the scholarship fund. Thank you all for your generosity: Darrell Bangerter; Claudia Benedict Wagner; Harriet Elizabeth Bergeron Duncan — in memory of Marilyn Spurr Rall; Paul Bongfeldt — in memory of those slain in Newton, CT; Sue Dippert Calvert; Fred Clark; Judy Fosse Snider; Evelyn Hansen Antilla; Jack McGinnis; Barbara Plenge Hill; Myrtis Rehbein Holdren; Fred Wright; Miles Yanick.

Our 60th reunion will be June 11 at the Embassy Suites in Lynnwood. More information coming soon. lf you've never gone to a Class of ‘53 reunion, this might be the one for you! Who knows how many more "the gang" will be able to host'? We do have much fun!

Thanks, again, everyone, for making this another great contribution to the Totem II. Keep it up!

Winter 2012

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Thank you to everyone who sent notes and/or called me when my husband passed away in August. You’re very thoughtful. As I write this in October, it’s almost his 85th birthday, and we’re having a party for him – with a jazz band!

We didn’t have many items sent in this time, but the Totem II has so much in it, we’re leaving room for the other classes.

Lois Jean Peterson Swenson – My husband Carl and I celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary on September 18. It’s been a wonderful 2 years except for Carl’s need for dialysis 3 times a week for 4 – 5 hours. We celebrated with dinner at Anthony’s in Edmonds, and stayed for the weekend at Salish Lodge at Snoqualmie. I’m looking forward to our 60th Lincoln reunion.

Bill Koons – I ran into Donna Moore and Barbara Giersch at Arnie’s. Donna was up from Arizona. Barbara goes down there to stay with Donna for the winters. Barbara said that her husand, John Melonas, had a 1941 Buick that he kept in pristine condition. She just recently sold it.

A thank-you to Donald Nelson and Joe Johnston for their contributions to the scholarship fund.

Arnt Thorkildsen, '54 sent a GREAT story:
Sailing the Sea of Cortez: In August 2005 my neighbor Willie called and asked if I’d be the 3rd member of a crew, to sail a 42-foot center cabin boat that his son, Peter, had just bought on the internet.

Willie and his wife, Lou, had sailed around the world on their boat, years ago, and Peter wanted to do the same. However, he needed the boat brought back to Bellingham, and asked his parents to do that. They needed a 3rd crew member for the trip from Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, to San Diego. When we got to San Diego, Peter would come down to help sail the rest of the way. Off to Mexico I flew!

The boat had been sitting for 3 years, and was advertised to be in great shape. It was not quite as advertised – since the 1st thing we had to do was to take 28 large bags of junk, old food and underwear off the boat, pull it into drydock to inspect the bottom, and then clean off the barnacles!

After a week’s hard work and long, hot days, we took our first test run and all went well. The sails worked and the engine, after some work, ran fine. After buying provisions, we set sail.

With very little wind we motored for the 1st day, and then raised the sails, hoping to be at Cabo San Lucas in 2 days. Plans did not work out that way, as the engine quit, and after a lot of foul language we proceeded slowly until 1 AM on the 3rd day, when all hell broke loose – we were in the middle of a huge squall. The main cable holding the mainmast and sailboom snapped. My job was to hold onto Willie’s legs while he, with his halogen headlamp on, and 6-foot waves beating down, rain, and strong winds, tried to fix things. After about 2 hours he went into the cockpit and threw up, then grabbed the wheel. His wife, Lou, then sat down – guess where? Yep – in the forementioned vomit!!

It was a long night, and we also lost the front Dodger protecting the cockpit. Then we lost the electronics – so no more radio. To top it off, the water, which was 3 years old, had not been replaced, and was undrinkable.

The 4th night was beautiful. There is no place more amazing than to be 200 miles out in the middle of the ocean with a million stars and the only sound being the slap, slap of gentle waves hitting the side, and the click, click of the autopilot. I then understood the saying, “I’m married to my wife, but the sea is my mistress.”

It took a lot of work to finally get into Cabo, and we needed a tow, since again had no wind, and the tide was going out. Lou said to me the next morning, “Arnt, it’s not going to get better. What do you want to do?” I saw a sign for Alaska Airlines, and took the next flight back to Seattle.

Two days later, after some repairs, Lou and Willie set sail for San Diego, and luckily they were far enough out to sea when a hurricane hit Cabo. They lost the engine again, and the spinnaker, but managed to make land and call me. The 2 minute phone call was $142! Three weeks later, after all kinds of trials and tribulations and many more bad words, they finally arrived off San Diego, and this time were towed into port by the US Coast Guard!

Peter had managed to meet them in a small town on the west coast of Baja, and when they were in San Diego, they took down the sails and boom and had the boat towed up I-5 on a truck. A year and $100,000 later, with a new engine, sails and electronics, Peter and his family set sail. They made it as far as New Zealand when Peter’s wife and kids said, “No more.” The mutiny was on, the boat was sold, and they’re all back “farming” on 5 acres in Bellingham.

Would I do it again? Just call me – my bags are packed!

We have to encourage Arnt to keep writing those stories and publish them in a book! What an adventurous and fun life he’s led.

Have a lovely, peaceful Christmas, and may the New Year bring much joy to all of you. Thanks again for your contributions to the Totem II. Start thinking about the next issue. Don’t make me come after you!

[Webmaster note: Perry Kennedy submitted an "amazing story" about his experience with the Wounaan people in Columbia. It was published in this issue of the Totem II. I will try to present it on the class website at a later date. Remember - you can join the LLAA for $15 per year and receive the Totem II in a timely manner in paper or electronic format!]

Fall 2012

Co-Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

      Hi – Here we are again, getting ready for another reunion – our 60th!!! It just doesn’t seem possible, does it? We did some investigating into other places for this event – Ballard Elks, Anthony’s, Swedish Club, private caterers – and came to the conclusion that at this time the best deal was the Embassy Suites in Lynnwood, again. We would welcome some outside help for the next one, whenever that will be, in finding another place, if possible. The date is June 11, 2013 for lunch. We don’t have to pay a room fee – which is good news. The other good news is that we have plenty of space for everyone to fit into one room! More information will be coming out later, but save the date now. Hope to see you all there! In keeping with the 60th Reunion – I was sent the following story:

      He was a widower and she a widow. They had known each other a number of years, being classmates and attending reunions in the past without fail.
      This 60th reunion, the widower and the widow made a foursome with 2 other singles.
      They had a wonderful evening, their spirits high. The widower threw admiring glances across the table; the widow smiled coyly back at him.
      Finally he found the courage to ask her, “Will you marry me?”
      After about 6 seconds of careful consideration, she answered, “Yes – I will!”
      The evening ended on a happy note for the widower, but the next morning he was troubled.
      Did she say yes or no? He couldn’t remember. Try as he could, he just could not recall. He went over the conversation, but his mind was a blank. He remembered asking the question, but for the life of him he could not recall her response. With fear and trepidation he picked up the phone and called her.
      First, he explained that he couldn’t remember as well as he used to.
      Then he reviewed the past evening. As he gained a little more courage, he asked her, “When I asked if you’d marry me, did you say Yes or No?”
      “Why you silly man, I said ‘Yes – I will!’ and I meant it with all my heart.”
      The widower was delighted and felt his heart skip a beat.
      Then she continued, “And I’m so glad you called, because I couldn’t remember who asked me!”

      Mary Fowler Trimble – (Check out Mary’s site There are pictures, the following column, and other items of great interest. What a wonderful, exciting life our friend Mary has led! She’s an inspiration for all of us.)
      The information in the following article is included in my soon-to-be-released memoir, Tubob: Two Years in West Africa with the Peace Corps. I actually wrote the piece for Memorial Day, to honor the U.S. Military, but I think it’s appropriate any time.
      Our Far-Reaching Military – We’re all familiar with American military training and the resulting expertise churned out. I hadn’t realized how far-reaching this training was until we were in a desperate situation in The Gambia, West Africa, while my husband Bruce and I were serving with the Peace Corps.
      In the early morning hours of July 30, 1981, a group of political dissidents seized The Gambia’s only radio station, the airport and other key installations in an attempt to overthrow the government of President Alhaji Sir Dawda Jawara. We happened to be near the capitol city of Banjul at the time, rather than our home village 250 miles inland. We found ourselves stranded and in an unenviable position.
      We crammed ourselves into a house with 116 other expatriates, mostly Americans, but also citizens of Germany, Sweden, India and others who sought safety and shelter. The battle raged around us for eight long days. Peace Corps and US AID personnel took leading positions in organizing our group. Bruce operated two radios, providing the only communications link between the Embassy in Banjul and the United States. The coup put us all in a precarious position and, although we remained officially neutral, our safety was not assured.       On the eighth day, we heard the whump-whump of helicopters landing on the nearby beach. In order to see this new threat, I stood on a chair to peek over a mattress we had put in front of a window for protection from flying glass.
      Camouflaged African troops, all heavily armed, filed up the steep bank. They formed a circle around the house and began setting up their weapons. From my perch I described the scene to the others, wondering if this was good news or bad.
      “Are they facing toward the house or away?” someone asked.
      “They’re facing away.”
      “Well, then, I’d say they’re protecting us.”
      Two Englishmen accompanied the troops and we learned from them that these men were special forces from Senegal and were there at the request of President Jawara, who was in England at the time attending the royal wedding of Prince Charles and Diana. The Gambia and Senegal, which surrounds The Gambia on three sides, had a long-standing agreement for military assistance.
      After things calmed down, I ventured outside to talk to one of our protectors. I started to walk toward him, then realized we probably couldn’t converse because I spoke neither Wolof nor French, the national languages of Senegal. I turned to look for someone who could interpret for me, but to my surprise the soldier said, “May I help you, Ma’am?” in a perfect Southern drawl.
      “Where are you from?,” I asked, thoroughly confused.
      “Senegal, but I received my training at Fort Benning, Georgia.” He sounded like a true Georgia native.
      So here they were, Special Forces from Senegal, trained at Fort Benning, Georgia, protecting American citizens in The Gambia. It’s a small, wonderful world.
      Henry Gee – About the Worlds’ Fair – I can still remember Grace Hansen and her risque song and dance – “It ain’t what you do but the way that you do it.” We enjoyed the Fair so much – lots to see and do. Seems Seattle was a lot quieter than now – with all the crime & shootings we hear about daily on TV. So much traffic and so many people now – as it goes – with time comes change, but not always for the better.
      Hazel Kidd Lawson – I’ve been involved in genealogy/family history since 1988, and have been amazed at the information I’ve found. Many of us are descended from someone who served in the Revolutionary War, and another ancestor who served in the Civil War. My ancestors were from Alabama and Tennessee – and two of them ended up in the North when the Civil War was over. They walked the 500 and 800 miles home!
      It never crossed my mind that I might look like an ancestor until I was sent some old pictures from the 1800’s. My mother and I look exactly like my great great uncle’s daughters.
      This work is fun, exciting, and exhilarating, when not frustrating because you can’t find a certain link. I’ve met a multitude of family I didn’t know existed – some living near-by that I wasn’t aware of.
      A wonderful thing to hand down to your own children and grandchildren.
      Bill Koons – After solving a myriad of problems, a group of dedicated Lynx put on the annual all-class luncheon. Though they had a little seating problem (Big) we can’t complain, because over 329 loyal Lynx showed up on a sunny Saturday, to feast and relive the short 3 or 4 years of high school that was going to push us on to bigger, better endeavors. Those 4 years, as I look back, was the last time I had no real deadlines to meet – mortgage payments, car payments, medical problems, etc. etc. If I did have any problems during those 4 years, I’m having a senior moment and can’t seem to remember any!
      Those of you who didn’t come to the luncheon missed another chance to relive all the problems and troubles you might have caused – which get bigger as the years pass.
      A new U-Tube is in the pipeline – The Clutchmaster is working well – and I’ve found the Bullet Smoothy mixer to help with the diet! See you next year at the 60th Reunion. Uncle Bill Koons.
      Georgene Nelson Birchard – I’m still living fulltime in Tucson, except for a month in the middle of the summer to escape the heat. It seems to be getting warmer down here. We love it, 99% of the time. Still motorcycle riding, golfing and volunteering. It’s a good life. We feel like we’re on vacation all the time. All our children and grandchildren are still in the N.W., except one son who lives in Corpus Christi, Texas. Went for a visit in January – wonderful bonding time. Our youngest son is coming down in March, to watch his daughter play fast pitch in a college tournament. Really looking forward to that. We count our blessings every day. We’re still healthy.
      Lois Petrie Skanse – I’ve had little contact with Lincoln classmates since graduation, but Darrell found me online, and perhaps after all these years, I may be able to make it to next year’s 60th Reunion luncheon.
      I went on to get a BA in music at Seattle Pacific U., then theological studies at Multnomah Bible U. After marriage and children, I went into education – first acquiring Montessori certification and had my own school – St. Nicholas Montessori in Auburn. Then I moved to Guam in midlife, to teach in an Episcopal school. I eventually earned a Masters of Education degree, and wrote and illustrated a religion curriculum for 1st - 5th graders. I also teach some music. At 76, having been at this job on Guam for 30 years, I don’t know when I’ll retire. My 4 children all graduated from high school on Guam, then returned to Seattle for further education, and never went back. Now that I have 3 children and 3 grandchildren in the greater Seattle area, I spend my Christmas and summer vacations here.
      My husband was an Episcopal priest, and I’ve been a widow since 2009. Just last year I bought a townhouse in Issaquah, where my daughter and her young son are living, and I stay here during my vacations. I’ve done a lot of world travel, especially in the Far East.
      Fred and Phyllis Wright – We have a brand new grandson – Nat. He has beautiful black eyes and the build of a wrestler. We hope he puts his gifts to good use.
      Marjorie Yeadon M.Y.A. Kapoi – My two best friends in junior high and high school were Martha Gebert Houk and Pat Sarver Johnson. I had lost touch with both of them, and after more than 50 years I managed to get hold of Martha. After talking back and forth on the phone for some months, Martha told me in early 2009 that she’d been diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. I told her, “Listen, girl. You’re not leaving this planet until I have a chance to spend some time with you.” In the spring of 2009 I went to Arlington, Washington, and spent a week with her. It was like we had never been apart. We just kind of picked up where we left off. At that time she still looked really good and had lots of energy and a really positive outlook. I left Arlington to come back to California, feeling very good about her situation.
      In early 2011 Martha came to California, where I live, by train – which was the only way she could travel at that time – based on how much her condition had deteriorated. It’s very hard to express in words how much I enjoyed spending another week with her, this time on my turf.
      I was hopeful that this year I’d be able to make another trip to Arlington, but that glorious woman left us in August, 2011. The world is a sadder place without Martha – with her glorious smile and her wonderful outlook on life, her love of life and her love of her friends and family. She will be missed very much, but I’ll always be so glad that we were able to see each other and enjoy each other while we still could. I believe with all my heart that it was meant for us to be in touch again in this life. If anyone knows the whereabouts of Patricia Sarver Johnson, I’d love to get in touch with her. I’ve searched high and low, but to no avail. My e-mail is If you can help me I would be very grateful.
      Scholarship Donations and Membership – As of April 2012, the class of 1953 membership in the Lincoln Alumni Association went from 39 in 2011 to 47. However, I think we can do better. Talk to your friends who haven’t joined, and twist their arms! Scholarship donations since the last publication were received from Robin Buchan, Mavis Dodge Amundson, Bill Furbush, James H. Gray, Bill Koons, Steve Sourapas. Thank you all for your generosity.
      Annual All-School Luncheon – Bill Koons talked about the luncheon and Marie (Totem II editor) sent the names of attendees who were registered ahead of time. The following list doesn’t include anyone who came without preregistration: Barbara Atkins Green, Darrell Bangerter, Donald Lundberg, Donna Palladin Holt, Faye Lee Lemond, Gerald Helman, Jacqueline Miller Engstrom, James Green, Janet Olson Bradford, Joanne Oden Knutson, Bill Koons, Judy Fosse Snider, Marilyn Christy Derouin, Phyllis Radka King, Steve Sourapas, Susan Dippert Calvert, Yvonne Taylor Michl, Mavis Dodge Amundson, Gail Weld Vanderhoof.
      What a great turnout!!! Wish I could have been there.
      ObitsClint Howard – March 31, 2012. Diane Linneman Bicknell’s husband, Bud Bicknell, who was very active on the reunion committee for many years – June 22, 2012.
      For those of us who were Freshmen at Lincoln, Arnie Bergh was a big football hero and led the Lincoln team to the state championship at the Turkey Day game in 1949. He was also on the 2nd place basketball team. He graduated in 1950. He passed away on June 19, 2012.
      Apology – to Mavis Dodge Amundson. The last issue of Totem II gave me a special thanks for the idea of the theme of the 50th Anniversary of the Worlds’ Fair. Mavis is the one who thought of that, and deserves all the credit and special thanks. So – thank you, Mavis, for a GREAT IDEA!!!
      Please keep in mind that a Winter issue will be coming out, and we can still talk about memories of the Seattle Worlds’ Fair and lots of other “stuff.” Jot things down as you think of them, and send them on – you don’t have to wait until later – I keep a folder with all of your submissions – a hard copy folder, that is. I don’t trust this contraption called HP 2509. I know that some day it’s going to blow up on me, or I’m going to toss it out the window! Happy Fall. Loretta

Spring 2012

Co-Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

First – some good news from the Treasurer of the Lincoln Alumni Association - Paul Soderlund. As of February 21, we have 570 paid memberships. At the same time last year we had 231. We also have $9,900 in scholarship donations, whereas at the same time last year it was $3,475. WOW! You are a big part of that by your generous donations. The people from the class of ‘53 who have donated to the Scholarship Fund so far this year are: Darrell Bangerter, Claudia Benedict Wagner, Paul Bongfeldt – In memory of Lee Roy Cheek and Wilbur Clarke; Donald Bonner, Susan Dippert Calvert, Dennis Clark, Diane Linneman Bicknell, Lois Jean Peterson Swenson, Diana Ritter Downey – In memory of my fellow song leaders – Martha Gebert, Peggy Keller, Dottie Provine, Shirley Tarbox; Steve Sourapas, Miles Yanick. Thank you all for your thoughtfulness. We’re proud of you.

Bill Koons is “on the road,” and has a video clip on YouTube of him driving his new car. Here’s what he wrote to us: Hi – this note is from Bill Koons, or as my friends on YouTube know me – Uncle Bill. I came to the sunshine in Palm Springs on December 4, for my brother, Jim, who had a right shoulder overhaul. I haven’t missed the rain or Seattle for a second.

I bought a car here from an old friend who bought it brand new. It’s a 2004 Nisson 350Z convertible with 6 forward speeds, and goes like a bat out of hell. After The Clutchmaster aired on YouTube my life has changed.

Following the sun, I flew to Honolulu, Hawaii, on Christmas Eve, and spent the next 30 days on the beaches with my daughter, 2 granddaughters, and 2-month-old grandson. I came back to babysit Joe Johnston’s house and dog for 2 weeks, before returning to Palm Springs. I’m now planning to see a little hotter sun in Dubai, in March, when I visit my other daughter who lives there. This is my 1st winter in the sun– but it won’t be my last!

Diana Ritter - (made a scholarship donation in memory of her fellow songwriters who are no longer with us, has wonderful memories of them crossing the Aurora Bridge after games.) Now it seems so long – how did we do it? We were singing and cheering all the way for our beloved Lynx! I love reading about the things you all are doing. We’ve had a lot of success stories, haven’t we?

Carmel Blaschka Bowers - Dottie Provine and I worked at the same job for a while after graduation. I was also friends with Gayle Brozovich Warrington, and Pat Hibbard Hicks. Pat came from the same private school as I did.

Since graduating I was a beauty contestant 3 times and appeared once in Life Magazine. I married in 1958, had 3 children, then divorced in 1973. Soon after, I became involved with a movie starring Jaclyn Smith. She had her own make-up artist who travelled with her. That sparked my interest, and I pursued the cosmetic field. I spent 35 years as an Esthetician, Make-Up Artist and Cosmetician. During this time, I managed to tour Europe, Hawaii and Guadalahara, plus several states.

Since retiring, I’ve been active with numerous volunteer duties, including the police department.

I was given a Community Service award in 2009 and a Volunteer of the Month award in January, 2012 from KOCT TV for being their make-up artist. I like to give my time and whatever capabilities I have to volunteer work – it’s social, mind-stimulating, keeps me young in body and spirit, and is very satisfying. I hope to do it for a long time!

Fred and Phyllis Wright - We have a new grandson – Nate. He has 10 times as much hair as his grandpa. Then again – 10 x 0 is not so much! But we’re hopeful.

Arnt J. Thorkildsen (class of ‘54) has come to our reunions and sent in this item about How To Put in A Window:

“Some years ago, while living in Shelton, I decided to add a room over my shop. So, with some 2 x 6’s and hangers, nails, sheetrock, insulation, paint, electricity, a stairway, and 2 months work, I thought I’d done a good job and was finished. I was finished until my wife said, “It needs a window.” So, never disagreeing with the boss, I started to drive off to buy a window, when my neighbor said, “I have a window, and it’s free.” I started measuring, cut the sheetrock and then placed two ladders on the outside, with ladder jacks and a plank. I cut a hole and tacked the window in, temporarily. Well, it was not quite right. Should be bigger to let in more light. So, off to buy a window – a wider one. Now I got out my Makita Sawsall, with a big, long, sharp blade, and proceeded to make the hole larger. I’m inside the new room, on my knees, cutting away, when I ran into something that I had a hard time cutting through with the Sawsall, but I figured it was just some old nails. I stopped and looked out the hole for the window and saw...that...OOOOPS! I'd just cut the ladder in two!!!"


Diane Linneman Bicknell – When we were first married, we lived for a year on the World’s Fair grounds location. It was a court-style apartment complex at 200 - 3rd Avenue North. There were 3 units on each side, with a walkway down the middle of the small lawns in front of each place. We also had a backdoor and a basement!

I found this complex by accident. I was an employee of the Washington State Employment Security Department located at Taylor & Thomas, which is on the east side of what is now the Seattle Center. We had an hour for lunch each day, and used the extra time to go for walks in the area. That was when I saw the For Rent sign just 4 blocks from my work. Since we were getting married in a month, it was good timing and an ideal location. Not only did I walk to and from work each day, but I was able to come home for lunch, too. We lived there from March, 1957, until June, 1958 when we bought our first house.

The demolition for the Fair grounds began by tearing down many big, old homes, a school and other rundown properties in that area. I’m standing on the front porch of the hole that was my former court apartment. Note the old building in the background.

This is the court complex where we lived. The street is still there, in front of the Pacific Science Center. During the actual Fair, the Standard Oil Exhibit was located there. One block north was the old Armory Building, which is the Food Circus now.

Bud and I were standing in front of the International Fountain. I’m very pregnant with twins.

For more great pictures of the World’s Fair, in color, that were taken as it was being built, go to our website: Home page. My father-in-law took them as the Space Needle and other buildings were being built.

Diane Lembo Talley – I was one of the dancers in the opera Aida, under the direction of Robert Joffrey. Many famous opera singers were in the production.

The Seattle Symphony made its opera debut with the 1st of 3 performances of Verdi’s Aida, conducted by Milton Katims. The old Civic Auditorium building was refurbished into the brand new Opera House. The grand opening of that hall – and of the Fair – was the performance on April 21, 1962. There were 333 performers. The tickets for all 3 performances were sold out, but the $185,000 production costs exceeded the ticket revenue. The orchestra was left with a sizable deficit. In response to this, PONCHO (Patrons of Northwest Civic, Cultural and Charitable Organizations) came into being.

Lois Anseth Simmons – We had moved back to Seattle from Minneapolis/St. Paul, and my husband was beginning his ministry at Bethel of Shoreline Lutheran Church. It was so wonderful to be back in our home town and to renew old friendships, and spend time with family. We’d been in Germany for 2 years because my husband was drafted (remember that?) and then he went to Luther Seminary in St. Paul for 4 years. I worked as a Ward Clerk at St. Barnabas Hospital in Minneapolis while he went to school. We had our first son at that time. It was a rough time financially for us, so moving back to Seattle was a blessing in many ways. And, the exciting World’s Fair just made it all the more wonderful.

I loved seeing the G.E. Home of the Future. The kitchen was such a miracle: microwave ovens; a kitchen computer that held all your recipes and listed all the ingredients you needed to make them; bright lighting that lit up every corner; a dishwasher (my dream!!); stoves that only needed to be set to bake your dinner and have it ready whenever you wanted . . .and much more. I think I just described my kitchen now, plus we have a flat surface top on the stove and a side-by-side freezer/fridge that dispenses filtered water and ice cubes. Guess “the future” is alive and well. Makes me wonder what it will be like when my grandkids are my age!

Georgene Nelson Birchard – My memories of the Fair are not very pleasant. We took our little kids to the fair, and my youngest, John – 4, suddenly disappeared! Talk about panic!! We had everyone around us looking for him, then heard an announcement that a lost child was in the Lost and Found! There he was, playing with toys like he didn’t have a care in the world. As we were walking along, later, I felt something wet hit my head. Someone had spit off the sky ride. Gross!

Richard Mobley – Lawrence Welk and his orchestra were on stage at the arena. My girlfriend, who worked at the Seattle Center office, got us front row seats. Welk was casually strolling around the front of the stage, close to the audience, while his orchestra was playing. He saw my bag of popcorn, and a wide-eyed smile of surprise came to his face. He paused, and I immediately sprang to my feet, held up my bag of popcorn, and Mr. Welk scooped out a handful. That was a rare moment in life!

Jack Hawker – One of my memories of Century 21 is the night I went to the Gracie Hansen Show with fellow Lincoln alums Bob Marek and Caryn Johnsen Marek. For those not familiar with Gracie Hansen’s, it was a first-class night club at the fair, that featured topless dancers for the 1st time in Seattle. But the best act was a guy with a dog named Louie. Louie paid absolutely no attention to the commands. The act even appeared on Ed Sullivan later on.

The memorable thing about this, is that we went on October 12, 1962, date of the Columbus Day storm, one of the worst wind storms in Seattle history. The winds were just starting to pick up when we went into the show. We didn’t think much of it, but when we came out, they were howling! As we walked with the crowd through the Seattle Center grounds, a huge sign advertising FORD flew off the high post it was mounted on and landed in the midst of the crowd near us. Luckily no one was injured.

I’d just picked up my first brand new car that day, a 1962 Mercury Comet. Driving home with the traffic lights swinging and tree branches flying through the air, I was sure my new car was going to get damaged, but we made it OK. The damage in Washington, Oregon, and British Colombia was terrible that night.

Obits – Peggy Ullman Hedstrom – December 4, 2011. For full obituaries go to our website: lincolnlynx53. org

A VERY BIG thank-you, thank-you, thank-you to everyone who sent in an item for this column. These were such interesting, humorous, wistful stories. I loved every one of them. Keep up the good work, my friends. I’m sure there are a lot more memories of the Fair out there – this can go on all year. Send me the goodies, I’ll get them in the next issue. Also, again, any more suggestions for places for our next reunion? Send to me or to Darrell

Fall/Winter 2011

Co-Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

A VERY big Feliz Navidad to everyone from the class of 1953 and also Thank You to all who contributed to this column for the December issue of Totem II. We have some serious stories and a really funny one from my sister-separated-at-birth, Gayle Brozovich Warrington. She’s written so many funny misadventures to me – which I’ve saved. I’ve told her time and again that she could be another Erma Bombeck!

You’ll see some references to the Seattle World’s Fair. Darrell Bangerter wrote that Mavis Dodge Amundson suggested that we share special memories of that big event because the 50th Anniversary of the Fair is in 2012. How about for the next issue, for those of you who didn’t do that this time.

Darrell Bangerter – My father-in-law worked for U.S. Steel. He (and his family, of course) was transferred to Seattle to handle all steel sales for the Space Needle. Obviously, without the World’s Fair and that assignment, I would most likely have a different wife today.

Donald L. Bonner – I attended VanAssalt Elementary School, Cleveland High, Hamilton Jr. High, Lincoln High, and the University of Washington. I was in the USAF, and I’m retired from the State of Washington Dept. of Licensing and the Polaroid Corporation. I was married for 41 ½ years, and widowed in 2002. I have four children and eight grandchildren.

Gayle Brozovich Warrington – (She lives in Danville, CA) Dick and I took our dog, Rowdy, to Half Moon Bay for a little mini-vacation (about an hour’s drive). It’s a fun, funky, little beach town which I love. Our plans were to walk along the beach path, have lunch at a favorite seafood spot overlooking the ocean, share fish, shrimp, chips and a bowl of great chowder. Then we were going to browse through the little town, pick up some fresh seafood, take a picture in front of a lovely inn – which has the most wonderful garden.

Just prior to getting onto the Dunbarton Bridge there are barriers, hulking machinery and road construction. The board barriers are about 7’ high. Suddenly there was a BIG noise and Dick’s new car (purchased in February) was splattered with HUGE globs of an unknown substance, all over the windows, hood, doors, roof. There was no place to stop, so we just continued along to our destination.

The substance had sort of a thick, pea soup consistency with a lot of grit (concrete?) in it. $3000 worth of damage, as the car paint is permanently pitted. (See picture above.)

So, we went to lunch – which wasn’t as wonderful as the last time. Dick was very bummed and worried about what happened, of course. I’d been feeding Rowdy (the dog) a few pieces of bread and small bits of fish, which he eats at home, plus a few pieces of fries. When we got to the parking lot, which was busy and bustling, Rowdy had his first-ever attack of diarrhea! A MAJOR one. The poop bags we brought wouldn’t handle this job. I ran to a garbage can and dragged out a large empty soft drink container and a big bag, dashed to the ladies’ room and grabbed some water and about 20 paper towels. We were standing in the midst of traffic, cleaning and scrubbing and washing down this wretched mess. I had to make a second run for more water and towels. We skulked off into our splattered car, which actually looked like it had been afflicted with a case of diarrhea from a gigantic bird, and dragged on home, praying that Rowdy wouldn’t honor us with another explosion! That’s the sort of exciting thing that has happened here this summer.

Barbara Nelson and Lee Roy Cheek – The day that LeeRoy and I went to the Seattle World’s Fair we saw Elvis Presley outside the Space Needle. WOW!! All that black hair.

Henry Gee – While traveling up north in August, in our RV, we got a call from Garth Carle, class of 1954, who now lives in Escondido, California. He was traveling to Lynden with his wife Judy, in their motorhome. He wanted to meet up with us while they were here. He’d also heard that Buddy Hays, another 1954 grad, was up here from Yuma, Arizona, and suggested we all get together. We made arrangements to meet at the Tulalip Casino for lunch. We had a great time talking about old times, Rv’ing, and a possible get-together in Yuma this winter. Garth was my Best Man, and Buddy was an usher in our wedding – November 3, 1956.

Alice M. Halstrom – (wife of Ralph Halstrom) – I’m a non-Lincoln grad, but my 50th High School reunion in Benton, Arkansas, was October 14-15 and I couldn’t go! I fell on my back and broke the L-1 lumbar bone. This has been a miserable experience. Give me sympathy. (We send our best to you and hope you’re recovering, Alice).

Gail Thomas Herzog – I’m happy and healthy. My 9-unit apartment complex in south Everett is fully occupied. AND I’m still dancing like the crazy lady I’ve always been!

Pat Hibbard Hicks – I have two new knees. Too many years of downhill skiing and horseback riding on our property in Bellingham, and then 10 years of cross-country skiing did my poor old knees in. But, I’m assured by the replacement team that I’ll be able to cross-country ski again this next season. I was hoping to be about six inches taller, but the dr. said that wasn’t part of the procedure!

When Rod and I volunteered in Guatemala, we brought many beautiful woven belts home, and now I sell them on the web for $30 each. My Spanish teacher sends them to me when his students come back to the U.S., so the price is right. Look under my website called Mayan Belts. One can use paypal.

Diane Lembo Talley – I danced most of my life and was devoted to the Joffrey Ballet. Now, the only dancing I do is Argentine Tango. I’ve been to Buenos Aires seven times. I love the music and the dancing.

I’m 75 years old and I still work. I’m a realtor with Windermere in Ballard. My daughter, Liz Talley, is a top agent there. I love working with my daughter. My son-in-law is also a realtor. My son also lives in Seattle – so that’s perfect.

I became a world traveler over the last ten years. I’m Italian, so Italy is my favorite. I’m going on a cruise out of Rome to Greeve, Turkey and Egypt.

(I’d love to hear about that cruise, Diane, for the next issue).

Robert Merritt – I graduated from the UW in March, 1958, with a BA in Business, with an accounting major.

After working in Seattle, I went to work for a CPA firm that had offices in Seattle, Anchorage and Juneau, Alaska. In 1963 I was sent to Anchorage and Juneau on temporary assignments. In 1964 I moved to Alaska, and have been there ever since. I became a partner in the firm in 1979.

I traveled throughout the state auditing cities, school districts, and major (for Alaska) private companies.

I joined the National Ski Patrol, patrolling Mt. Alyeska, and was the patrol leader for two years.

In June, 1972, I became a permanent resident in Juneau. I retired from the CPA firm in 2001 and worked as an accountant for an architectural firm, and later for a firm that performs Medicare and Medicaid services to health care providers.

For two years I taught accounting as an adjunct professor at the University of Alaska, Southeast. Last week I retired for the 3rd time. I’m thinking of moving back to Washington. If and when I do, I’m hoping to look up old Lincoln friends.

Travel and long working hours seem to have gotten in the way of romance. Two engagements fizzled. The result is that I remained single.

Lois Peterson Swenson – When Carl and I were married last year on Sept. 18, his prognosis was very poor. With a blood problem that led to kidney failure, the doctors told us to get Hospice. We did, and within two months he was getting better. He no longer needs a wheelchair, walker, cane or Hospice! This Sept. 18 we celebrated our 1st wedding anniversary. Carl is back to good health, driving again, but will need dialysis forever. We are hoping “forever” will mean a few more years together. We are even able to attend a Rotary Zone meeting in Palm Springs in November, and he will receive dialysis one day down there. Things are GOOD!!

Fred Wright – My first grandson will soon be six, and my second one will arrive in January. My two kids waited awhile before producing. I know many of our grads have been up and down this road a great deal, so it’s not so new for them. BUT I do think it’s a terrific experience! You get to visit and love and play with them, and then go home and sleep in peace. Lot of wonderful things in this life, but this is right at the top of the list. Here’s to January and new life.

THOSE WHO HAVE PASSED (full obits are available on the 1953 alumni website).

Martha Gebert Houk – October 22, 2011
Dave McAllister – May 6, 2011
Orville Pettibone – September 5, 2011
Bill Squibb – September 1, 2011

Thanks again, to all who contributed to this column. And, if you were here, then, how about a memory from the Seattle World’s Fair for the next issue?

The best to all of you, Loretta Ransom Hucks


Hazel Kidd Lawson, ’53 – It’s been a long time since we all were attending Lincoln, and “ALL” of my memories are happy and precious ones; there was not one day that passed that I didn’t enjoy going to school. Most everyone that cared about education and attending school seemed to enjoy it as much. Everyone always dressed so neatly and clean, girls with nice-clean styled hair, boys mostly with crew cuts, always looking as nice and clean as the girls, no tattoos or pierced eyebrows and tongues, etc. Education was far different than it is nowadays for school children. We had dedicated teachers. So often as I age, I look back and think about how our teachers must have had their own set of personal problems, or even medical problems, but never let it be known. They tutored us well. I think at the age we were then, we didn’t realize that these fine teachers harbored within their heart much sadness due to whatever might have occurred in their life. I have no pictures to share, we didn’t have a camera, or if my parents did, pictures were for a special occasion. It is sad to think about so many of our lovely school chums not being with us any longer, but at least they no longer suffer in pain and are at peace. Speaking of education and things learned in school, it was at Hamilton Jr. High that we took a cooking class. I’ve never forgotten the teacher showing us how to can pears in a jar, and then showing us how to color the pears with food coloring. That was real teaching back then. We took a sewing class and learned how to make aprons. (I wonder if anyone wears an apron any longer, especially ladies younger than us, in fact I don’t know anyone our age who wears one as we did back then). I think we all had the best of times. There was innocence for the most part. We respected the teachers in that we did what we were told, and we respected one another. I don’t remember any type of bullying like there is going on nowadays. I shall always remember Lincoln and those that shared with me from day to day the enjoyment of being there with the fondest of memories.

Fall 2011

Co-Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Greetings To Everyone In the Class of 1953. WE HAD A WONDERFUL REUNION

The turnout for the reunion was 120 - and the committee was surprised and very pleased to see so many of you!

The responses that came back to the request for critiques was GREAT Thanks to all of you who sent something in. I sent out the request on a Saturday night, and Sunday morning Henry Gee and Harriet Galbert Gray responded - for which they get an A+ and 100 extra credit points. Diane Lembo Talley didn't make the reunion, but she also gets 100 extra credit points for quick response.

I’m going to give you Darrell Bangerter’s critique first, which actually summarizes the main points the rest of you sent to me. So, I won’t be printing everyone's response, due to lack of space. I’ve written the more personal things you sent.

Darrell Bangerter - Measured in terms of the surprisingly large turnout for our 58-Year Class Reunion, and by the enthusiastic, happy smiles on most attendees’ faces, we believe that it was a success! A number of classmates expressed interest in a 60-year reunion. We even had one attendee who said, "As for my time spent there, it’s an event worth repeating annually." Another classmate reported that her non-classmate spouse, when asked if he enjoyed the event, responded, "YES, I did. . .very. . ., very. . ., VERY MUCH" (She said that she had never heard him say that about anything before!)

Was it perfect? No. The food was great in the minds of a number of classmates, but others found it uninspiring, cold, and in short supply at one time. Personally, I expected better. One attendee wrote, “The food could have been better, but who cares? That was a small part of the opportunity to see some old friends and meet some very interesting new ones. The weather was lousy, but the fellowship was great. I'd never been to a reunion, so this was a real adventure for me. What fun to see familiar faces from the distant past. It was a good thing our youthful pictures were on our name cards. l would gladly come to the next one."

Our cruise aboard the Olympic Star was pleasant despite the inclement weather. It offered us the opportunity to socialize in a more relaxed atmosphere. The boat picked us up at Ivar's dock, and wasn’t that convenient! For someone headed south on I-5 after the event, Seattle traffic was more gentle than I had expected.

Many wondered why we scheduled the reunion at a venue like Ivar’s, with no available room that would house all of us. Frankly, we were surprised at the size of the group. We had about the same attendance as the 30, 35, 40, 45 and 55-year reunions, And this, with 157 of our classmates having passed on! By the time we realized the enthusiasm for this reunion luncheon, it was too late to change venues. We really needed everyone in the same room rather than being scattered in three different areas.

All-in-all, we’ve learned many things by running our own reunion (without professional help) for the first time in quite-a-while. We're already starting to work on the next one, by looking for a better venue. We hope that the health of our classmates will permit a few more good ones. We appreciate the suggestions Loretta has received. Please feel free to let us know your thoughts. I have to apologize for my personal failure, by unsuccessfully forecasting the weather. Remember, I wrote, "We expect beautiful weather on that day!"

See pictures at bottom of page.- For more pictures of the reunion, please visit our website here- Click on "Reunions" in the left-hand column.

If you have any suggestions for a venue for the next reunion, please let Darrell, Bill Koons or me know. Are you a member of a country or yacht club? Some suggestions so far are: Shilshole Bay Beach Club, Sand Point Country Club, U. of W. Club (?)(faculty?), Overlake Golf &.Country Club, Woodmark Hotel - Marina Room. We'll need a member of most of these, I’m sure, to use them. The other people who sent in their essays about the reunion beside the three mentioned at the beginning, were: LaVerne Bjorklund Talbot, Gil Braida, Doris Cannon Clark, Sue Dippert Calvert, Mary Fowler Trimble, Wendell Hall, Pete and Marlene Holman Hansell, Gail Thomas Herzog, Pat Hibbard Hicks, Doug Houk, Marilyn Long Ahnemilier, Barbara Nelson Cheek, Joanne Oden Knutson, Claudia Benedict Wagner.

Thanks to all of you. Most of your thoughts have been summarized in what Darrell Bangerter wrote. In general, everyone seemed to enjoy meeting old friends and making new ones. The common question heard most often was, “Did we know each other?"

Henry Gee - “I‘m glad so many classmates are still alive and kicking. We must be doing something right. My wife, Louise, is a Roosevelt High, 1956 graduate. We live by the beach north of Edmonds and travel with our RV."

Barbara Nelson Cheek - Graduated from Pacific Lutheran University and did grad work at UW, Boise State and Eastern Oregon U. Taught on high school level 5 years then became a professor of English in Oregon & Idaho and Professor Emeritus, Pierce College, Washington. Sang in Sweet Adelines and church choirs as 1st soprano. Reading, swimming and selling are my hobbies. I have 3 sons and 7 grandchildren. I‘m the widow of our classmate Lee Roy C. Cheek. Big highlights in my life: I shook Eleanor Roosevelt's hand and danced with Harmon Killebrew.

Mary Fowler Trimble - At the reunion I was able to reconnect with Patricia Gilmore Adams. We sat at the same table along with Sallyann Dayton Devine. Also caught up with Pat Hicks Hibbard.

I'm editing the first draft of my memoir about our time in Africa. Our families saved all our letters home, so I had rich research material. I read all the letters the last few months of last year, categorizing notes as l went along. I actually started “Tubob" in January and wrote the final chapter in May.

Wendell Hall - (Loretta - I went to Daniel Bagley. with Wendell, and it was wonderful to see him again and meet his wife, Faye.) After high school I majored in accounting at the U.W. I married Faye Arbuckle in 1957, and intended to take the CPA exam in May, 1958. On the second day of the exam, Faye delivered our first child, Susan. I put off the exam, worked at various jobs as an accountant and finally passed the exam in 1970. Faye and I have been married for 54 years and have another daughter, Cindy, and a son, Marty. We have seven grandsons.

In 1972 I went into partnership with another CPA, and we had our offices in South Seattle and Tukwilla. When we split, I set up my office in Georgetown, then in North City.

I retired in 2000, but l do have a tax practice - so give me a call if you need help.

My biggest hobby is a sport - curling. I’ve been doing that for 40 years at the Granite Curling Club in North Seattle. That, some bicycling, and my gardening at our Brier home all help to keep me in shape.

Harriet Galber Gray - I'd never been to a reunion, so this was a real adventure for me. What fun to see familiar faces from the distant past. It was a good thing our youthful pictures were on our name cards! The years do have their way with us.

My husband and I leave on June 13 for a 12-day cruise on the Baltic Sea from Dover to St. Petersburg and places in between. We love cruising.

After that I’ll be busy with my barbershop quartet, my 8-piece church band and playing my guitar at worship services at four nursing homes and at church.

Joanne Oden Knutson - I’m going to spend a week in Ashland, Oregon, at a mini reunion with Faye Lee Lemond, Marilyn Christie Derouin and Janet Olsen Bradford.

Doris Clark Cannon - My husband and I enjoyed visiting with Lawrence and Marlene Vickers. We found that we had many things in common, and people we knew.

Gail Thomas Herzog - l think our classmates need to practice the Alma Mater so that more can sing it at the next reunion. Planning on attending my Music Family Reunion in August, in Sultan, Washington. Three full days of live music and dancing all day and half the night. AND great food!

Denny Clark - I’m working at Safeco Field again this summer. If anyone wants to upgrade their seating while at the game - drop by. I work on the main level, between aisles 131-139, usually on Tues., Wed., or Fri. nights. No weekend or day games.

SCHOLARSHIP DONATIONS—The following people have recently donated to the scholarship fund:

Donald Bishop - In memory of Chuck Nelson and Ray Alley
Paul Bongfeldt - In memory of LeeRoy Cheek
Jeanne Zavales Boss - In memory of Milton Zavales - ‘52
William R. Brooks
Sue Dippert Calvert - In memory of Marilyn Spurr Rall
Dennis Clark
Pride Neaville Davies
Lois Jean Peterson Eastman
Wilbur Chester Furbush
Donald Lundberg - In memory of Barbara Lange Davis
Richard E. Mobley - In memory of Claude C. Heckman
Martin Murray Jr.
Judy Fosse Snider
Mary Fowler Trimble

Thank you all for your generosity. Future graduates will appreciate your thoughtfulness.

Obituaries - For more detailed obituaries, please go to our website. I’m listing the "Recently Reported" people first.

Ruth Benedict Lotzenhiser - June 2008
Louise Shapely Holm - April 18, 2007
John W. Chaplin - June 2008
Richard Danielson - August 24, 2008
Wilbur Clarke - January 25, 2009
Arlene Gaskill Bristow - February 13, 2009
Mildred Reski Falkenhagen - March, 2009
Richard Ploof - July 3, 2009
Marcelle Cole Spath - September 30, 2009
Jim Tollefson - September 18, 2010
Benjamin Macwatters - October 23, 2010

Since the last issue of Totem II:
Ronald Douglas - September 18, 2009
Marilyn Spurr Rall - April 9, 2011
Art Hunt - April 16, 2011
Former coach and teacher- Byng Nixon - March 17, 2011

Thanks to everyone who contributed so generously with their time, to send items to me to be published in this issue of Totem II.

Please begin thinking of something YOU can send in, so that your classmates can keep up with you. Highlights of your life, trips you‘ve taken or are going to take, classmates you‘ve kept in touch with, etc.

Spring 2011

Co-Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks
16929 Inglewood Rd NE #C201, Kenmore, WA 98028
(425) 488-7980 -

Greetings Everyone!

Thanks for all of you who sent in an item for us to share in this issue of Totem II. I was doing some research on faculty in 1921 at Lincoln - in my mother's annual - and came across some great pictures of Bill Nolan as a senior. But, for lack of room at this time, I'll save them for the next issue.

58th Reunion - By now you should have received an announcement in the mail. The reunion will be on May 25, at Ivar's Salmon House on Lake Union. This will be a luncheon buffet - and more details with choices and prices will be sent out at a later date. Right now, Darrell Bangerter and Bill Koons urge you to send in a response - they've gotten quite a number already and there is a limit. Send an e-mail to Darrell: Webmaster or lf you do not have internet availability, send a note to:

Darrell Bangerter
12021 NE 43rd Ave.
Vancouver, WA 98686

Please specify one of the following and note whether you will bring a companion: 1) I'll be there, 2) I'll try to be there or 3) I don't expect to be there. It you would be interested in a post-reunion cruise, let Darrell know that too. Hope to see all of you there.

News from our fellow Grads

Bill Furbush - I taught dancing at Arthur Murray studios in Atlanta and Los Angeles when I was attending art school and college. I laid off from dancing for the next 45 years or so. Then I began dancing at senior centers in the Dallas area, and organized a dance club for residents at the active adult community where we live.

I thought I was through in January, but was recently asked to teach pre-dance classes, and dance host, twice a month at a nearby dance center. Some of my former students are attending these dances, and I‘m having fun dancing and teaching again.

I always encourage everyone to dance — it’s a lot more fun than running on a treadmill - and keeps you young.

(Lor. - Boy do I agree with that. We know people in their 90’s who are still going to the jazz dances).

Pete and Marlene Holman Hansell - We celebrated a great 55 years of marriage on February 11th. We have three children - Jett, Kirk and Jill, plus six grandchildren. We’ve lived in Skagit County, Burlington, for the last three years. We built our last home on Skagit Golf and Country Club and love it. We came from Camano Island, on the water, and downsized our yard, since we have plenty of grass out there. No more mowing! We've met many people at our club who graduated from Lincoln.

Pete and I have been saddened about the many Lincoln friends who have passed away the last two years. We’ve also lost many other friends and family. Everyone says it’s our age - but it seems to be all ages.

We wish everyone a Happy New Year 2011, World Peace and Good Health. We look forward to the next reunion.

Georgene Nelson Birchard - I attended Broadview Elementary School to 7th grade, Hamilton Jr. High in the 8th and Lincoln 9-12. I sent in a couple of pictures of our 5th and 7th grade classes at Broadview. (They appeared in earlier issues).

Chet Smith - "What a Small World We Live In." I had the opportunity this last year to spend a month with our son in Dubai, U.A.E. Prior to going there, Bill Koons told me that his daughter and husband were also living in Dubai. Our son's condo looked over the marina and the Arabian Sea plus Palm Island, where Bill‘s daughter lived. Weren’t able to connect - they were skiing in the south of France.

I got to thinking how small our world has grown since we graduated from Lincoln. To travel that far and have that instant communication was unheard of in 1953. Then, that area was nothing but vast. uninhabited desert, with an occasional Bedouin passing through. Now it’s a metropolis larger than Seattle. Makes you wonder what someone from the class of 2011 will be writing, 58 years from now, in their class news.

Don Snyder- I’m still a photographer and working on a show, which is beginning to reveal itself. I haven't chosen the place yet.

Fred Wright — My wife, Phyllis, and I were planning to go to Egypt in March, to see the Pyramids, etc. All that’s changed now. If anybody has a recommendation for a substitute trip - please let me know at: I’ll also have a paper published on the topic of "Existential Group Psychotherapy," in January, 2012, in The International Journal of Group Psychotherapy. If anyone has any insights about "existence," please let me know about that, too. I can always use help on that one.

- (Lor, please be sure and read all of this it’s wonderful!)

This is the description of an event last summer that was the dream of a 10-year-old which came true at age 75; "BETTY JANE CAME TO TOWN".

When Betty Jane came to town last June, she made a lifetime fantasy come true. My fantasy was to fly in a WWII fighter, such as a Vought F4U Corsair, P38 Lockheed Lightning or a North American P51. The P51 was the most successful fighter in WWII, with over 4,000 German aircraft kills, The Betty Jane is a P51C that has been modified as the P51 with a tandem cockpit and dual controls.

I’ve been reviewing just when and how this fantasy got started.

As a youngster in 1941, we had family friends whose son, John Forrest Luma ("Lou" nickname in the RCAF) had enlisted in the Royal Canadian Air Force that summer. This was before Pearl Harbor. However, Canada, being part of the British Commonwealth, was already at war with Germany. Our family would occasionally receive Victory Mail from Lou, from Europe. The V-Mail was highly censored, so no one here knew where in Europe he was, but we did know he was flying Mosquito Fighter Bombers. The "Saturday Evening Post" would occasionally have a center section article featuring various airplane squadrons, When I was about 10, the Post featured the Mosquito Bomber. I don't remember the details in the article, but I do remember a good portion of one page was about the pilot, John Forrest Luma!

In any case, as a young kid, the pilots and the planes they flew were heroic, and Lou was the best. I'd picked a good hero, for John Forrest Luma won both the American DFC* and the British DFC. I cut out lots of pictures of military aircraft and tried to draw pictures of them. I developed an ear for some aircraft that flew over the northend, B17s and the very unique sound of a P38. By the time I was 10, I thought the greatest thing that one could do was to fly a single engine fighter and that some day I would fly in one.

On June 26, 2010, Patrick McGarry, Check Captain Flight Operations of US Airways and I took off from Boeing Field in the Betty Jane. As Captain McGarry was not real familiar with our part of the world, I suggested the Skykomish Valley, up around Mt. Index. We flew north, over Puget Sound, along the shoreline to Everett, then turned east, following the Skykomish River. When we flew over Mt. Index, the Captain turned me loose. As I hadn’t had a joy stick in my hand since the early 60s, I just tried tight turns at first, keeping the nose on the horizon. Part of the reason for suggesting this area was that I wanted to fly over the mountains where I’ve hiked in the last 65 years. I wanted to see Blanco Lake from the air, so I headed for Index. Once I spotted the lake and the vertical drop of Troublesome Creek, it was time to see how coordinated this old man might still be. The wingovers, victory rolls and barrel rolls were far from precision, but bloody damn fun. It was time to head home, so Captain McGarry took over. He shot down a few clouds, then did a tight roll into steep diving descent. We wrapped around a sharp peak, using it like a pylon, about 30 feet off our right wing, as we dropped into the Snoqualmie River basin. We did a circle around Snoqualmie Falls. Captain McGarry wanted to check out the sights, and I remembered that I had a pocket camera with me. We returned to Boeing Field where we both agreed that it was a good flight.

This was a VERY special day. For two years now, my back has failed me, first for skiing, then a year later for hiking. to have a day where I felt a real adrenaline rush made me feel like I shook off a little rust. Not only did I get to fly in a PJ51 Mustang, I got 1.2 hours as a dual pilot in my log book. How about that song, "Your dreams can come true, it can happen to you, if your young at heart." Yes, indeed, I must be a kid again.

*footnote: When the USA joined the war, Mr. Luma was brought into the United States Army Air Force. However, because of circumstances, he remained with the Canadians for an extended period. If interested, you can look up Lou Luma (Google it) If you want see a remarkable career, and a man of the world. (See photos of Clint's flight in article previously posted on the website at: betty_jane.html)

(WOW - WOW - WOW !!! I'm so jealous, FABULOUS STORY. Loretta)

DONATIONS TO SCHOLARSHIP FUND: Georgene Nelson Birchard, Dennis Clark, Arlene Shulmier Daniel - in memory of Ray Shulmier ('50).

PASSAGES (for full obituaries, go to our webpage hereJoan Brockey Sullivan - 2008, Marcella Jean Cole Spath - 2009, Norma Holmes Olsen Svardal - December 25, 2010, Ben MacWaters - October 27, 2010. Mariellen Joy Mickelson - November 24, 2010.

Now, my dears, I hope to see a great many of you in May at the reunion. Also, begin thinking of the wonderful stories YOU have to tell - and drop a note to me, so I can share with the rest of our class. You can send them to: contact info at beginning of this article.

Winter 2010-11

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Hello to all who read this. Somehow a boo-boo occurred with the last issue, and most of what I sent in to Ginny is somewhere in Cyberspace. My apologies to everyone — but I will try to reproduce what you sent to me.

Me - It’s October, and we’re having terrific wind and rain storms at this time. (Remember?) So far, there haven't been any major power outages - but this is just the beginning of what’s predicted to be a very looooong, cooooold winter. Brrrrr! We’re already turning on the furnace and the fireplace. By the time you read this we could be snowed in. Oh, no! Snow in December??? What a concept.

At the beginning of October Randy and I went to Lake Chelan for a few days, then to Kalispell, Montana, for a jazz festival. The colors were breathtaking everywhere, and the days were warm and sunny. We stayed in Wallace, Idaho for the 1st time. What a wonderful little town. They told me that the whole town is on the National Historic Register. We ate a fabulous Carolina barbecue dinner at a restaurant run by two transplants. They came there for the skiing - which I guess is a well-kept secret. On the trip back from Kalispell we went the northern route - through Sandpoint, Idaho, Republic and Omak, Washington, and over the North Cascades. Again - fabulous colors, beautiful sunshine, breathtaking vistas.

Judy Fosse Snider - Our family moved to Richmond Beach from the Ballard area in 1949. That was the first year that high school classes were not held at the Richmond Beach School. Prior to that, it held all 12 years, plus kindergarten.

1949 was before Shoreline High was built, but room was found at Lincoln for us. Other Shoreline schools were doing the same - and our bus picked up kids from other areas along the way. Ours was the first stop for the bus. We had to get up pretty early and walk in the dark to catch our bus at 6:45 a.m. to get to school by 7:45 a.m., but as we walked along we would meet and walk with others. After we got on the bus, it took 40- 45 minutes to get to school, because of the many stops and no freeways. We very seldom had time to get to the cafeteria for those wonderful cinnamon rolls in the morning. We also had a difficult time participating in after or before-school activities. I can remember going to rehearsals for “Hit the Deck," and then having to bow out because the activity bus left too early.

Miles Yanick - It’s always interesting to read about all of you who are retired. I decided long ago that I'd never retire. I've just got too many things to do. After I graduated from Lincoln, I spent two years at the UW majoring in Architecture. Then I was drafted into the Army. Two more years in Korea, then two years racing cars, and then two years or so working with the US Fish and Wildlife Service. I went back to the UW for another three years to finish my degree in Architecture in 1962. I worked as a landscape architect until 1967, received my license to practice Architecture in 1968, and opened my own practice in 1969. My first office was in Pioneer Square. I relocated to Bainbridge Island in 1975 and have been there ever since.

Over the years my office has had the good fortune to receive numerous professional awards and public recognition for our work. We’ve done a great deal of land planning, small projects of just an acre or two to large work of 10-20,000 acres. We've done lots of commercial work, multi-family buildings, office buildings, retail and medical buildings. Our public sector work has included parks and other recreational facilities. And, we've always done custom homes - usually two to three every year. During all this time l was able to take a year off and taught Architecture at the invitation of Washington State University.

Does anyone remember the teacher Earnest Osgood? His room was in the basement, and he taught lettering and architectural drafting. He was a registered Architect, and though the course was titled "architectural drafting," he actually taught Architecture. He turned out Bob Hanna, Bob Ford, Robert (Buzz) Brannan and me from our class, Milt Zavales ('52) and Jay Anderson ('54). I worked with Bob Hanna (deceased) before he went to Harvard for Masters’ work. He later formed a firm known as Olin, Hanna Landscape Architects, Philadelphia. Bob Ford taught at the University of Mississippi and is still in practice. Buzz Brannan (deceased) formed a 100-person firm in Boston. I saw him featured in Architectural Digest a few years ago. I’ve been wanting to mention Mr. Osgood for a number of years now, and give him some of the credit he earned. A truly fine educator, and we were lucky to fall under his tutelage.

I've done a lot of theater in the past 25 years - mostly singing and dancing in musicals. I also sing in a small vocal jazz group called Side by Side, and I sing lead in a male a cappella quartet - Agate Passage. We sing at parties, banquets and balls, and at the drop of a hat.

I've kept up on skiing, and try to get in at least 15 days a year. I swim and run regularly, too.

I just don’t seem to have time to retire - so much to do, so little time.

Lois Anseth Simmons - We've moved from a bi-level home we owned for over 20 years, to a new condo which is all on one level. It’s lovely and spacious and I know we’ll enjoy it. There are 8 units in the building with a community center in the middle. My kids who live in Fargo have been helping immensely. I think they’re glad we’re doing this now, so they don’t have to clean out, throw out, etc., after we’re gone. I find it hard to part with things that have special meaning for me, and I assume that many of you reading this know exactly what I mean.

I’ve reconnected with Judy Fosse Snider through Facebook. Our lives have been similar since we’re both married to retired Lutheran pastors. Judy’s in the beginning stages of downsizing, too. I wish her lots of luck and energy.

Alda Rice Reynolds - We’re still in Maine, and as is typical of New Englanders in general, we’ve been here forever. We live in Ted’s grandparents' home, which we modernized somewhat, and raised two lovely daughters and assorted dogs, cats, fish and guinea pigs. The last few winters we’ve gone to Florida in February to stay with our daughter in Pompano Beach.

It was with a touch of sadness that I read of Dorothy Provine Day`s recent passing. When I'd see her on screen or TV I'd remember how much bubbly energy she had as she entertained us at pep rallies and sports events as a cheerleader. My granddaughter graduates this year from Kennebunk High School, and she’s been a cheerleader since grade school. Cheering is much more involved now, and my heart’s in my throat much of the time as I watch Kelsey getting tossed in the air as a “flyer," or doing all those tumbling flips across the floor in competitions.

Lois Peterson Eastman-Swenson - I was married to Carl E. Swenson on September 18, 2010. We met at our church in Edmonds a couple of years ago. Carl was widowed about 5 years ago, and I was widowed 8 years ago. We can attest to the fact that age doesn’t matter when you fall in love. We have had a marvelous year together - traveling to Arizona and California last winter, and to Japan this past May. When we returned from our Japan trip, Carl was not well, and after some hospitalizations was diagnosed with acute kidney failure, brought on by a blood disease called amyloidosis (very rare). Our time together will be cut short by that disease and kidney dialysis 3 times a week, but we are enjoying being together as long as possible. He‘s a wonderful man and we have very much in common. If only it could last forever.

Robert Gordon - Our family moved to Seattle when I was in the 8th grade, and I attended Hamilton Jr. High. After Lincoln, I went to the UW, majored in Mechanical Engineering, and graduated in 1957. That year I married Joyce Berkman ('52) and we celebrated our 50th anniversary last June. Our anniversary treat was to go on a "Great Rivers" trip from Amsterdam to Vienna. After two years in the Air Force, I worked as an engineer and manager for 38 plus years, and began consulting in Machine Design in 1996. Now I’m mostly retired, but do occasional consulting jobs. Joyce and I have three children and six grandchildren. We enjoy traveling and photography.

Gail Thomas Herzog - I had a Tarbox family reunion here in Everett, in September. Cousins came from Connecticut, Alabama and Virginia. We toured the great Pacific Northwest - the Strait of Juan de Fuca, Ballard Locks, Fremont Troll, Space Needle (of course!), Pioneer Square, Pike Place Market, the Underground Tour, Snoqualmie Fails and Pass. Lots of walking, but well worth it. Much fun - they’re all as crazy as I am!

Martha Gebert Houk - I golf twice a week, and walk the 18 holes. The lights of my life are my two daughters and two grand-cats — Lena and Lois. I don’t have to change diapers.

Bill Koons reports that Willie Hoppe just got back from California - watching his brother, who is in his 80’s, swim in some national meets - and win!!! The "boys" got together again at the Breakfast at the Bay, August 26 - over 35 showed up! This was the brain child of Ron Williamson, Al Anthony and me. News about it spread by word-of-mouth. Nice to see everybody and hear lots of stories.

All-Class Luncheon, June, 2010 - A very enjoyable afternoon was spent at the Nile Country Club on Ballinger Way. Those in attendance from the class of '53 were: Sue Dippert Calvert, Marnie Jamison Oslin and her son, Robin, Gail Thomas Herzog, Willie and Elaine Hawn Hoppe and her twin, Eileen ('58), Martha Gebert Houk, Loretta Ransom Hucks, Phyllis Radka King, Bill Koons and brother Jim, Don Lundberg, Bonnie Stoa McCrary (she won the door prize), Betty Freeman Ronquillo, Judy Fosse Snider, Ron Williamson. If I’ve left anyone out, mea culpa.

Passage - We were saddened to hear that Folke Nyberg passed away August 15, 2010. His obit will appear on our web page.

Scholarship Donations: Darrell and Jeanette Whiting Bangerter - in memory of Peggy Keller Click- Taylor, Sue Dippert Calvert, William Brooks, Pride E. Neaville Davies - in memory of Varya Bouchin ('47), Bill Furbush, Bill and Elaine Hawn ('58) Hoppe, Loretta Ransom Hucks - in memory of John Ransom. ('58), Joe Johnston, Judy Elwell Keller - in memory of Ruth Ellis Elwell ('26), Bill Koons - in memory of Gene Koons ('48), Jack McGinnis, Martin Joe Murry, Judy Fosse Snider, and Larry Vickers.

Okay, friends, now, your homework assignment for the next issue of Totem II is to begin to think about what you could contribute: memories of days at Lincoln (good or bad), a brief bio of the last 57 years, travels, accomplishments, etc. I don‘t know the deadline, yet, but will let you know when they (the powers that be) let me know.

Fall 2010

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Dear Friends, Our Holland America Alaska cruise of 14 days on the MS Amsterdam was wonderful. NO! Our ship did not have the health issue - the other ship was a different cruise line and a one week cruise. We boarded in Seattle Pier 91 and returned to Seattle at Pier 91. Weather was good to us - it only rained in Fairbanks and afternoon sprinkles of rain at Juneau. Having good weather did give us great views of the mountains and the glaciers, and made touring nicer. Our Travel with Alan tour group of 198 had our cocktail party and the HA Mariners had another cocktail party with lots of champagne. Entertainment and food on board was a 10!! That's about how many pounds I gained! ha ha. We enjoyed our ports of call of: Ketchikan, Sitka, Skagway, Anchorage, Homer, Kodiak, Hubbard Glacier Bay, Juneau, Victoria and home. We had been in Alaska four times before, once on a bus trip that went all the way to the Arctic Circle. However, historic Skagway is still my favorite. In Anchorage we were only the second cruise ship to dock in their new cruise ship terminal! In Juneau they moved the famous Red Dog Saloon closer to the cruise terminal, but it looks the same, including sawdust on the floor and wonderful sing-a-longs with your beer. We had a dinner table every night of 10 people, two couples we knew before and another we met on a previous trip. During breakfast seating, we met people from Oklahoma, South Carolina, California and Ontario, Canada ... A good time was had by all! Diane Linneman Bicknell and Bud Bicknell. PS - Anyone interested in signing up to get weekly email from Alan the travel tour planner, go to You'll see for yourself the many great bargain trips. We have traveled with Alan for 15 years or more.

Sad news from Lynx Barbara Croke Hawker's husband Jack: I wanted to pass on information about the passing of my wife Barbara Croke Hawker for inclusion in the next Totem. Barbara graduated mid-year 1951. Moved to San Francisco returning to Seattle in 1964 and married, me, Jack Hawker '53. We settled in Issaquah first, moved to Ferndale to Sedro Woolley and retired to Port Ludlow in 2002. She worked primarily as a medical transcriptionist. Free time activities included boating, saltwater fishing, travel and raising 11 dachshunds (not all at once). Barbara passed away June 1, 2010 in Bremerton. Thanks Jack Hawker.

Mary Fowler Trimble writes: On June 25 in Knoxville, TN, I received a SPUR Finalist Award for Best Western Long Novel with the Western Writers of America literary contest. Although my book Tenderfoot, a romantic suspense, isn't a western in the traditional sense, it takes place in Washington during 1980, the year the world remembers for the Mount St. Helens eruption. I used the actual events surrounding the eruption and wove a story around the facts.

Attached is an image of me receiving my award. The Western Writers of America person on the left handed us our award. In the middle is my publisher, Lee Emory of Treble Heart Books and I'm on the right.

Sadly we must report the loss of three of our 1953 classmates . . . below:

[Loretta reports that much of what she sent for inclusion in this issue was apparently lost. Hence, the missing stories will be appear in the Winter issue.]

Spring 2010

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Happy Spring to everyone! I'm writing this in February, and one would think spring has been here since January. Unbelievable! The South and the East are being hit with record snowfalls, and we have flowers blooming. We're off to Mexico for four weeks and I'm almost reluctant to leave. Everywhere I go I'm always running into former Lynx - and quite often from our class of '53. Last year I wrote about Keith Baker who should have graduated with us, but was moved to Edmonds in our senior year. I met him at the YMCA in Bothell. Well, I've run into another fellow, who works at the Y in Bothell, who should have graduated with us. His name is Budd Seslar. Budd attended many schools including BF Day, Interlake and Hamilton. He entered Lincoln in 1949. In the summer of '52, he and Bill Lanfear and Ray Force (deceased) worked in a cannery in Walla Walla - 12 hours a night! In our senior year he was working full-time at Boeing as a riveter. The Seattle School District said that he had to quit work or go to Broadway (Edison). So, he kept his job, left Lincoln, and graduated from Edison. At Lincoln he studied art and practiced photography as a hobby. After serving in the Air Force and studying more photography he opened a studio in Seattle - Budd Seslar Photography, which operated from 1960 to 2000. If any of you remember Budd and would like to communicate with him, you can send a note to:

BITS AND PIECES - Marilyn Long Ahnemiller is looking for Darlene Sigurdson. Does anyone know of her whereabouts? Her married name? Her phone number? If so, please let Marilyn know. Her number is (425) 672-9824. Thank you.

Diana Ritter Downey writes that she just lost her husband of 53 years - Bob - this past Thanksgiving, so the holidays were looking kind of bleak. "Then we had the opportunity to get up to Seattle for Christmas with my brother George's ('49) kids and grandkids. Along with my daughter Linda and my two grandkids we spent a really wonderful 8 days with my niece Michele (she was on the cruise with me at the 55th) and her family. My nephew Mark took us all around our old haunts and neighborhood. I forgot how many steps there were at the Pike Place Market! But - I made it up! Seattle drew us all in and now my grandkids want to move there. Hope you all have a wonderful 2010! Also, I hope to see everybody at the next reunion. Best Regards, Diana". Mary Fowler Trimble has another book out - Tenderfoot. She wrote the following about the cover: "My husband Bruce and I were in Eastern Oregon and stopped to watch some cowboys round up and sort cattle. One of the cowboys rode over to us and asked if we needed help. Picture wide open terrain, nothing but pastures and cattle in sight. 'No Bruce explained, 'we just wanted to watch and take pictures.' The cowboy said, 'Go for it,' and Bruce clicked away and we thoroughly enjoyed the next hour or so watching them. When it was time to think about giving the publisher, Treble Heart Books, some cover ideas for "Tenderfoot" , Bruce whipped out a picture he'd taken and asked me what I thought about it. I thought it was good, but, as he knew, my main character is a woman. 'Oh,' he said, 'I can fix that.' Through PhotoShop he slimmed him/her down and gave her a pony tail. I submitted it and that's Tenderfoot's cover. The mountain is actually Mt. St. Helens before the eruption." Peggy Keller Click-Taylor - Those of you with e-mail received a message from Darrell concerning Peggy's condition. Peggy has been battling ovarian cancer and her status is not good. Hospice has been coming in, and she's receiving pain medication. A website has been set up for her on a site You can read her journal there and post entries to her Guest Book. Please go there and send her a greeting. She does read her e-mail when she's able. It sounds like she has a really supportive group of family and friends surrounding her. I hope that she knows we all send our love to her. Jack McGinnis sent a picture of the John B. Allen graduating class of 1947. Among the many signatures on the back I was able to recognize the following as our 1953 classmates: Dick Evans, Jack McGinnis, Claude Heckman, Chuck Rodolf, Bob Polasik, Nancy Hedlund, Evelyn Hamilton, Jack Murphy, Joyce Polasik, Janet Underhill, Glen Johnson, Shirley Wheeler. (See picture here.)

Bill Furbush sent pictures of Bob the Cat - a bobcat who resides near Bill's ranch in Texas. Bill's heard coyotes at night, and saw two of them, plus thousands of rabbits in the summer and fall, until the coyotes apparently ate many of them. He's never seen the bobcats or deer. These pictures were taken behind a neighbor's house - on the opposite side of the ranch - about a mile away.

Lois Anseth Simmons wrote about Twyla Cogzil Ball (see obits): "She was a good friend of mine in high school. We had lost touch with each other, unfortunately. Twyla and I had good times together in high school, especially swimming in Haller Lake. I was saddened to hear of her death. I live in Fargo, ND, where it is very cold. We usually go south for part of the winter. However, this year we can't decide where to go as it seems to be cold everywhere. I see by the weather reports that Seattle is often warmer than Mesa, AZ. We usually make our trips to Seattle in the summer, but maybe we should consider a winter vacation there this year.

SCHOLARSHIP DONATIONS: Many thanks to the following people for their generosity: Arline Shulmier Daniel - in memory of Ray Shulmier '50, Diana Ritter Downey - in memory of Shirley Tarbox Taylor and Sharon Squibb Brown, James Tollefson, Bill and Elaine Hoppe, Bill Furbush.

OBITS: Twyla Cogzill Ball - June 5, 2009, Larry Lyndaal - December 22, 2009, Forrest (Bill) Worthington - November 16, 2009.

DUES: Many thanks to Loyal Lynx sending in their dues. Margaret (Joan) Evans Krueger, James L Tollefson, JoAnne Bolan Clampitt, Ron & Barbara Plenge Hill, William & Elaine Hawn '56 Hoppe.

Adios, my friends - until fall, 2010. Wrack your brains for what's left of your memory and come up with a tale or two that I can put in the next issue. Something going on now, or something that went on during our halcyon days at Lincoln (that's fit to print, that is). News of a friend from Lincoln.

Whatever! Send Bye-bye. Loretta

Bill Koons sent a message that his wife, Anne, fell and broke her hip. She'll be in rehab for about 8 weeks, learning to walk again. If you want to send her a card - she's at Christa Rehab, in Shoreline. WA

He told me, also, that Chet Smith is on a trip to Dubai to play golf with his son, and will see Bill's daughter, who is living there.

Gordon Petter had a bout with Mersa - the flesh-eating disease, but is doing better now.

Tina Murphy is back from a great trip to Hawaii.

Sad last minute news: We have lost our Margaret (Peggy) Keller Click-Taylor. She passed away March 1, 2010.

Winter 2009

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

NEWS AND MEMORIES - Happy Winter - Class of 1953. As I'm writing this it's actually still fall - and Halloween is coming up in two days. However, there's snow in the mountains already and it feels like winter - we've got the fireplace going and are dozing nearby. We're off to Lake Chelan tomorrow - and hear there's snow on the butte there. However, we don't care - a week without the telephone ringing all the time, lots of reading, walking, eating and sleeping - who could ask for anything more?

Didn't hear from as many of you this time as last! But to quote Spencer Tracy from Woman of the Year with Katherine Hepburn, as he’s looking at her: “There ain't much there, but what there is, is cherse!"

Gail Thomas Herzog: I went to a Tarbox Family Reunion in Connecticut with my son, Tom. We had a great time with all my crazy cousins! All of us took a trip into NYC and visited the former site of my Grampa Tarbox's carpet mill at 29 East 30th St. It's now a fine restaurant - The Crooked Knife - where 11 of us had lunch, then walked around NYC. My friends, The Persuasions, from Brooklyn, came to Connecticut and gave us a very fine A Cappella concert on the front lawn. We cruised around Long Island Sound on my cousin's boat and enjoyed very good weather. I must admit, travel is NOT for the faint hearted! At least we've gone beyond covered wagons!

Mary Fowler Trimble: In September I attended a writers' conference in Los Angeles at the UCLA campus. It was sponsored by Women Writing in the West - a writers' group I've belonged to for many years. Our conferences are annual gatherings that take place in different parts of the country. I always come away inspired by the panel discussions and workshops. One of the highlights of our conferences are opportunities to meet one-on-one with agents, publishers, market specialists - and this year a books-to-screen specialist. I was in charge of this particular event this year, so I had a lot to do to keep things flowing smoothly But, like the old maxim says, "The more you put into something, the more you get out of it."

My own appointments with several of these experts helped refine my strategies for when my next novel Tenderfoot is released within the next few months. I'd love to have you visit my website in which my blog is also embedded. If you have a minute, leave a note - I'd love to hear from you. (Mary has two other novels - Rosemount and McClellan's Bluff). (What an interesting life - a published novelist!)

Bill Furbush: This may be a first. I taught ballroom dancing for Arthur Murray in Atlanta in 1957 and 1958 and Los Angeles in 1959 and 1960 while working my way through art school and college. Then I only danced a handful of times until a year after my wife passed away in 2004. In 2005, I returned to dancing. In 2007 I moved to Heritage Ranch, an active adult community in Fairview, Texas. I began teaching classes at Heritage Ranch and putting on dances for the residents at Allen Senior Center and McKinney Senior Center. I love dancing and I love teaching. You may know that the common knowledge is that Baptists do not dance. However, I approached my pastor at Friendship Baptist Church and offered to teach free classes to our teenagers. He and the deacons thought it was a great idea. In June, I began teaching a weekly class in Foxtrot to a mixed class of pre-teens to adults. I had forty-four students show up. In July I taught East Coast Swing. In this day and age of social disconnect between children and adults, I thought this was great. And in a Baptist Church! I'll bet God was looking down, smiling, and saying,"lt's about time you Baptists got the word. Dancing is fun!" (Bill - I wished' you lived closer than Texas. We love to dance, too).

Denny Clark: I've been meaning to share this experience with my schoolmates for a number of years, and am finally sitting down to do it. It was in the middle 80s when Jack Murphy and I went to a Sonics game. On our way home there was a traffic jam in the Queen Anne area, so we decided to go over Queen Anne hill and get onto Aurora Avenue by the bridge - near Canlis. We crossed the bridge, and were wondering what our old school looked like after 30 years. We knew it had been closed, and wondered if it was still standing. We soon found ourselves driving along Interlake, and Lincoln was only a block away. Suddenly there it was! Our eyes filled with wonderment at the scene before us. Fire trucks, hoses, ladders and flood lights were concentrated on a school bus that had been driven up the stairs and into the doors of the main entrance. The entire facade was black with smoke and it smelled like diesel oil. We parked the car and walked up to the scene, hardly believing our eyes. Whatever had taken place, it was near the end, as the firemen were busy putting their gear away. I asked one of the firemen what had been happening. He told us that they finished filming a scene for a movie. Jack was worried about who was going to clean up the mess, while I was curious about the title of the film.

With a few pointed questions, we learned that the film studio was responsible for restoring the damage to the stairs we all stood on for our class pictures, and would repair any damage to doors, bricks and the school bus. I found someone who looked like he was in charge - he was the assistant director. He told me the title of the movie was Class of 1999 and was about students who revolted. I was in the video business at the time and I vowed to buy that movie when it was released to video. I did, and am here to tell you it did not do our old Alma Mater proud. The actors all had spiked hair and wore stud collars, and the actresses were not girls you would introduce to mom. It was strictly a "B" movie. There were guns and knives - and all were used. I later sold my business and that film went with it. It was a good renter though, and returned a sizeable profit. I checked Amazon for it and they have several films of that name. I don’t believe any of them are that particular one - but I promise to do some research and find out for sure. I'll let you know later. In the meantime, we can all take pride in knowing that our old school was a real movie star, and as we all know now, has held up very well for its age. (WOW!!! What a story. Thanks, Denny)
[Webmaster note: You can get the movie on Netflix, if it interests you.]

Loretta Ransom Hucks: When my best friend, Gayle Brozovich Warrington, and I were entering freshmen in September 1949, (our elementary school, Daniel Bagley, was one of the last schools to go to 8th grade) we had to stand in line to get a locker. Being lowly freshmen, we were at the back of the line - outside. It was a very warm day and after waiting for what seemed a long while in the sun, Gayle became dizzy and almost passed out. Someone (a counselor?) took us inside to sit on the stairs, and then gave us a locker in the "Big Time Operators' " locker room - 2nd floor outside Mr. Koenig's German class. That was so great that we thought it might be a good idea to do that every year, in order to get a "choice" locker. Never did, though. Went in for a stress test (my 1st) recently! According to that I have the heart, lungs, blood pressure, etc. of a 55-year-old! Then I took a "virtual age" quiz on the internet. The results said I was 50-something (I forget. They weren't testing memory, thank you). And would live to be 106. Well - they're wrong! My ambition is to live to be at least 115, and give it up on the dance floor - in my high heels! (My grandson has already been warned that he will have to take me! I'm sure the kids won't be able to drive by that time).

Sue Dipped Calvert: Sue wrote regarding the picture in the fall issue of Totem II of “The Boys" She found it interesting that there's a smaller picture of the usual suspects in our '53 annual - and it's titled “The Men." A gazillion years later, another group picture, this time titled "The Boys." Hmmmmm. She wonders, as do I, if Fred Wrlght could offer an explanation! Well, Fred?

Doris Clark Cannon: Doris is the secretary of the Mountlake Terrace Historical Society. She writes that City Hall is now closed to the public - due to possible earthquakes - and will be rebuilt. The historical society has been storing many vintage items there - but has to remove them. By the time you read this - they will all have been removed —but there are many Washington State legal records from 1889 to 1969. If you're interested, contact Doris at

Scholarship Donations - thank you very much. Judy Keller - In memory of Joanne Scudder Caley and Marilyn Anderson Crockett, Joanne Zavales Boss - In memory of Milton Zavales '52. A new address for Carolyn Ward Edwards: P.O. Box 1928, Mt. Home, AZ 72654-1928. Dues received from: Robin G Buchan (2009 & 2010). Recently heard that Merrilyn Bach Hughes died on March 7, 2007. Our condolences to her family. Okay friends - now we need to hear from you for the next issue. Please write about anything - what you're doing, memories from school or whatever, what your career was/is. We'd love to hear from you. Loretta Ransom Hucks - Keep well - have a happy holiday season, a safe and sane 2010. So long, for now.

Fall 2009

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Here we are again - getting ready to publish another issue of Totem II. It's actually June right now - and it feels like we've already had our summer. Some very unusually hot days and LOTS of sunshine (this is Seattle?) for the 1st couple of weeks. Now we're back to normal - clouds, rain, and cool weather. Actually feels good to most of us web-footed natives. Can't have too much of that sunshine and heat - we don't know how to act. We keep telling the out-of-staters we meet that "Yes, it rains here all the time. You wouldn't like it, don't bother to move here."

It was great to hear from all of you who've sent me news of your comings and goings. Would love to hear from more of you - send on anything and/or everything about what's going on in your lives.

Sue Dippert Calvert - About 5 years ago, a woman from the class of '47 at McDonald grade school decided to track down as many other people from that class as possible for a reunion lunch. She was incredibly successful, and the lunch was such fun that she and another classmate decided to try occasionally on a smaller scale. Since then, a number of us, including Barbara Nelson Cheek, LaVerne Bjorklund Talbot, Verna Eriks, JoAnn Bolan Clampitt, Sue Dippert Calvert and, before her demise, Kay Peck Bartlett, have met for lunch, usually at the home of one woman who loves to entertain (and who puts up 13 Christmas trees during that holiday!)

JoAnne Bolan Clampitt - I went to McDonald grade school and Hamilton Jr. High. I have 9 grandchildren and 2 great-grandsons. I do a lot of volunteering and love spending time with our family.

Irene Klave Helm - Latona Elementary, '40-47, Hamilton Jr. High, '48-50, Lincoln '51-53. I had a business in San Francisco for 25 years. I've been in Arizona two years this June. I'm enjoying the weather - swimming every day. Does anyone know the whereabouts of George Anderson who went to Hamilton and Lincoln? (Contact Loretta if you do).

Gail Thomas Herzog - I'm planning a trip to Connecticut this fall for my Tarbox family reunion. Always so much fun being with my crazy cousins. Life is never dull.

Bill Koons - Ron Williamson called me and Al Anthony recently, and said it was time for a get-together with "the boys." So, a few phone calls later, and by word-of-mouth we met on May 29 at the Bay Cafe at Fisherman's Terminal for lunch. Surprisingly, on such short notice, almost 35 old farts showed up! In the attached picture, (thank you Willie Hoppe for bringing the only camera) Kenny Unick, Ron Rall and about 10 others had already left so aren’t in the picture. We had a GREAT time for over 3 hours! [Note: If you use Firefox browser, this picture will not be satisfactorily rendered. Try Internet Explorer, Safari or Chrome.]

Gene Bensene called and said they were going to Lincoln City this week so his wife could gamble!

I talk to Joe Johnston about three times a week. He's still working in the law business. He just bought a Porsche which has only 20,000 miles on it and is in pristine condition. He keeps it in the garage, and hasn't driven it in about a month because it's too much trouble to move the Airedale into his crate! (don't ask - just use your imagination). I've got a 1976 Ford F150 pick-up truck that I bought from Jack McGinnis in 2000. It's been sitting in my driveway since then - never driven and never licensed! I finally got around to giving it to my grandson, in exchange for his helping me around here. It has a blown manifold, and today (June 24) I really lucked out - I found a mechanic who works after hours, on the cheap! I worked all day taking the studs out - and now it's almost running. By-the-by - I licensed it for only $25!

Ronald L. Ross -I went to Ronald Elementary and Richmond Beach Junior High. After graduating from Lincoln I joined the United States Marine Corps. I'm now retired from the automotive trade and have lived in Long Beach, Washington since 1967.

Susie Rindler Sherman - Out of hundreds of people at the recent Mercer Island High School graduation, which was in the Convention Center, my daughter and I ran into Loretta Ransom Hucks. My grandson, Jason Roth, is a good friend of Loretta's grandson, Bowen Hucks. Both boys are going to Western in the fall.

Fred Wright - I will present material on a new theory of group therapy at two conferences this coming fall - one in San Francisco and the other in New York City. The theory emphasizes the power of non-linear thinking and the non-conscious mind in human interaction. It's an effort to make some sense out of human behaviors that oftentimes don't seem to make sense.

The Annual All-Class Luncheon was held June 13 at the Nile Country Club and hosted by the class of 1955. It was a big success, with classes from 1934 to 1981 attending. It was great seeing old friends. The attendees from the class of 1953 are all looking good and keeping active: Sue Dippert Calvert, Lois Peterson Eastman, Gail Thomas Herzog, Willie Hoppe, Doug Houk, Martha Gebert Houk, Bill Koons, Don Lundberg, Marnie Jamison Oslin, Ron Williamson. (Thank you, Gail Thomas Herzog).

We've had a lot of donations to the scholarship fund since the last issue. Thank you all for being so generous. Our kids and grandkids who receive these scholarships thank you, too: Darrell Bangerter, Georgene Nelson Birchard, William Brooks, Don Brown, Sue Dippert Calvert, JoAnne Bolan Clampitt, Arlene Shulmier Daniel, Pride Neaville Davies, Diane Ritter Downey, Joe Johnston, Judy Elwell Keller, Bill Koons, Jack McGinnis, Martin Murray, Jr., Judy Fosse Snider, Larry Vickers, Ron Williamson, Fred Wright.

Georgene Nelson Birchard - Moved in 2000 to Arizona. We retired and didn't want to sit and look at the rain anymore. We come up to visit a couple of times a year, though. All our kids live in that area. We'll be coming up about the end of August or 1st of September. We have a motorcycle and travel as much as we can. Will ride it up when we come. We have one kid in Shoreline, one in Lynnwood, one in South Everett and one in Gig Harbor. Also, one in Corpus Christi, Texas. I was married for 7 years to the kids' father, divorced, and married to Bob Jackson from Lincoln (but he graduated from Roosevelt) for 15 years, divorced and married Ted in 1984. Hit the jackpot on that one. I worked at too many jobs to mention. I made window coverings for houses and boats for about 30 yrs, then came to Saddlebrook, Arizona 20 miles north of Tucson, Arizona, a retirement community. Love it! Lots of riding, golfing, volunteering and whatever we can do to stay out of trouble. We're both healthy, thank God.

Recent Passings:

Barbara Good Arnold - December 17, 2005. Survived by her husband of 50 years, Stanley, 2 sons and 3 grandchildren and her brother, Richard Good.

Vern Bower - March 16, 2009 in Columbia Falls, Montana. Vern joined the army a year after graduation and was honorably discharged July 1, 1958. He was a licensed civil engineer and professional land surveyor with his own firm. After retirement, he and his wife Linda moved to Montana. They loved the open skies, beautiful forests, impressive mountains and Glacier Park, which was very close to them. Vern is survived by his wife, 6 children, 10 grandchildren, 3 great-grandchildren, and his brother, Gene, who lives in Kenmore.

Anthony (Tony) Moore - August 1, 2008. After graduation Tony served in the U.S. Navy, then settled in California where he raised a family and spent the rest of his life. He had 26 years in management with JC Penney's Co. then opened Ear Labs Hearing Aid Centers in 1988. He is survived by his wife of 50 years, Janis, 4 children, and siblings Yvonne Moore Hawkins, '51 and Sid Moore.

Robert (Bob) W. Trebon - May 2, 2009 due to lung cancer. After graduation, Bob enlisted in the Air Force and was stationed in Germany where he met his wife of 53 years, Kathi. He became a Seattle police office and retired in 1973. He is survived by his wife Kathi, 4 children and 6 grandchildren, and his brothers Ron and Tom and sister Cherie.

That's it for the fall issue. It's always fun to do this column each month - I really enjoy getting all the interesting tidbits from everyone. Start taking notes, or jotting on your calendar when you do or see something that might be of interest. You never know who is looking for news about YOU. Loretta

Congratulations to the grandchildren of two of our classmates. They received Lincoln Lynx Alumni Association scholarship awards: Michael Call, the grandson of Lael Bean Call, will be attending Western Washington University and Joe Westling, the grandson of Carol Hall Rodolf will be attending Shoreline Community College.

Spring 2009

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Well - it was a heck of a winter, wasn't it? At least in many parts of the country - including dear old Seattle. We of the "They don't know how to drive in snow," city got more than our fair share of the white stuff - making it necessary to put in Plan B for Christmas. Randy and I watched old movies and had BLT's for dinner. Was really fun, actually. Talked to a neighbor today who said she was throwing out all of her winter items that say, "Let It Snow." I was happy to hear from several of you about what's going on in your lives. Thanks for responding to my request for news items. Love to hear from you - and remember there's another issue coming out in the fall - so send on your tidbits - to me, Bill Koons or Darrell on the website. Thanks L.

Lois Anseth Simmons - We decided not to go south this winter, as we usually pull our lovely trailer, and decided we might be getting a little old to handle the icy roads we often encounter. However, we now are thinking this was not a good year to decide to stay north. North Dakota broke records for snow amounts in December, and now we have been breaking records for rain in February. What's going on?!? (We all want that answered - L.) We take care of our four six-and-seven-year-old grandkids after school. Two are identical twin girls and I still can't tell them apart. They enjoy keeping me guessing about who is who. Our oldest grandson is home from Afghanistan and we're thankful for that. I'm in two book clubs and knit some - making caps for newborns at a local hospital.

Bill Furbush - I spent three days in Seattle in May, to introduce my wife to Seattle and to take a cruise to Alaska. When I was attending art school and college in Atlanta and Los Angeles, I taught at Arthur Murray for about three years in those two cities. For the next forty-five years I did very little dancing. A year after my wife of forty years died of lung cancer in 2004 I returned to dancing. There are about fifteen Senior Centers in the Dallas area, where they hold weekly dances with live bands. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed dancing and teaching. When I remarried in June, 2006, we built a house in Fairview, Texas, at Heritage Ranch Golf and Country Club, which is an active adult community. I began teaching ballroom dancing to my fellow residents. I also formed a ballroom dance club. All of the money that I collected for the lessons I donated to the dance club. The club used the money to hire bands and dance hosts, and have our own dances here at the ranch. We've held five of these dances so far. I also began teaching classes at senior centers in nearby Allen and McKinney. We converted our dining room to a dance studio with hardwood floors, mirrors and dance posters and pictures - and I teach private lessons here. I'm preparing to provide free ballroom dance classes for students at a nearby middle school, and for teenagers and adults at my church. My wife and I have a pair of matching kayaks and bicycles. We kayak at nearby Lake Lavon and other lakes around north Texas, and in the hill country of Texas. We bicycle and walk on the paths here at Heritage Ranch. And, of course, we also dance a great deal.

Pat Hibbard Hicks - We have six grandchildren who live in Seattle, Olympia and Vancouver, Washington. We enjoy camping in Washington, Oregon and mostly British Columbia with our nice truck and camper. The campgrounds we enjoy the most are at Mt. Baker - an hour away from our home in Bellingham. I'm also busy volunteering with the Assistance League in Bellingham.

Barbara Kimbrough Calderon - We spent 10 years in Las Vegas, but not being gamblers, it was quite boring - other than being able to play tennis almost every day. We moved to Boise, Idaho, where Barb & Ron Hill and Elaine & Dick Jones live. We like it, except for the cold winters.

We have two granddaughters in Seattle - Alyssa and Miley. We adore them and spend as much time as possible in Seattle to be with them. Sol's health is good and he plays a lot of golf, weather permitting. I figured out Bridge, sort of. After three back operations I'm still in pain, so early in March they're going to try a last resort - placing a stimulator or a morphine pump in my back. I'm not happy about this, but it would be nice to be out of pain.

Phyllis Radka King - I attended Seattle Pacific School of nursing and was a surgical technician at Swedish Hospital. I quit to marry Ivan King '52 and have four children and take in teen-aged foster kids who were on juvenile parole. Just couldn't wait to start using those Hope Chest items we girls all accumulated. I then attended the UW, got my teaching certificate, and taught grades 1-4 for 33 years, until I retired at 65. I was divorced shortly after graduating from the U. and have not remarried. I retired about the time my small, live-in grandson began showing signs of Asperger Autism. He's lived with me now for 9 of his 11 years, and I've done substitute teaching since I retired - mostly as an elementary school librarian (which I love!) I'm in the process of co-writing a book with several women friends, and had an article about my Depression-era memories published in a magazine - so maybe I have a new career ahead! I can build a new Hope Chest and start all over again! I'd be interested in hearing from anyone who has an autistic child in the family:

Bill Koons -Tina Murphy (Jack Murphy's widow) held her annual Super Bowl party. In attendance were Ron Wllllamson, Orville and Shirley Watson Pettibone, Jack and Lynn McGinnis, Dennis Clark, and Anne and I. A good party - but the wrong team won!

Judy Turner - I'm a realtor in San Diego, and just moved to a new office (Windermere) in Liberty Station. I always love to help fellow Seattleites - so if you're in the market for a new home in this area - contact me at: or at the office: 619-269-2266.

Fred Wright - I'm going to Chicago on 2/29 to take part in a conference and will be leading a new workshop on the role of the right brain in generating healing in psychotherapy. There are fascinating new research findings on the power of the right brain in human psychology. Also, I continue to marvel at the wonder of grandchildren. I was too busy striving to give my own children full attention. (I think most of us feel that way - L.) Grandchildren give a second chance to pay attention, I'm learning.

RECENT PASSINGS: Roy L. Cosper - December 16, 2008. Roy graduated from the UW with a BS in Mechanical Engineering. Married Joyce in 1958 and had three children, and eight grandchildren.

Darlene Knutson McDivitt - December 2, 2008, after a courageous 16-year battle with breast cancer. Married to Donald McDivitt for 53 years. They had two children and four grandchildren. Her brother-in-law, Ted Jenes, writes that she handled the entire 16-year ordeal with a lot of class and composure. She never lost her sense of humor and never indulged in self-pity. She was a heroic example to those who shared her life and her last months. She died at Overlake Hospital surrounded by her entire extended family and a number of close friends.

REQUEST: MYA Kapoi (Marjorie Yeadon) would like to know if anyone knows the whereabouts of Pat Sarver, a close high school friend. Pat married Randy Johnson - we're not sure if he went to Lincoln. If you know how to contact Pat, please let me (Loretta), Martha Houk, or MYA know. Her e-mail is:

IF YOU GO TO NYC: Bob Hanna (deceased) and his partner in their Philadelphia architecture firm redesigned Bryant Park in the heart of Manhattan - one of Manhattan's most prestigious parks. There is a plaque at one of the entrances to the park, crediting Bob with this. The park is located behind the NYC Public Library's main building, It's bounded by 42nd Street on the north side, 5th Avenue on the east side (behind the library which faces 5th), 41st Street on the south side, and The Avenue of the Americas (formerly 6th Avenue) on the west side. A very nice accomplishment for a Lincoln boy. (Thank you, Fred Wright for that information - L.)

Winter 2008

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

Hi Classmates from 1953. Not many of you have sent any news of your comings and goings this time, but Bill Koons and I have heard from a few.

I wrote about Keith Baker in the last issue – who was supposed to graduate with our class. Somehow I got the e-mail address wrong. If you're interested in communicating with him, here it is:

Orville Pettibone called to say he was sorry that he and Shirley couldn't make the reunion, but they are doing fine and thank everyone for their prayers when Shirley was in the hospital.

Don and Gail Helland are back in Arizona - trying to find sunshine. (They missed some great fall sunshine here).

Dennis Clark is off for the winter, after working the Mariners' games' all summer. Tough watching a losing baseball team for that long! Hope next season will be better.

Don and Millie Olson are also in Arizona enjoying the sun. Don is getting stronger every day and will be back hitting the ball before long.

Willie Hoppe is planning a trip to California in January - might stay a month in Palm Springs if the market settles down.

Joe Johnston made a trip to Italy, then a trip to see Fred and Phyllis Wrlght in NYC. He says they had a great time. He's still settling lawsuits in California. He loves the work and will keep at it until they run out of cases for him to solve.

Gail Herzog writes that she's still dancing her way through life, trying to save the world, and listening to Leo Kottke (the greatest guitarist of the 20th Century) (her words), and LOVING her 5:00 Martini! Gail gave up the chairmanship of the Reunion Committee after 30 years - reluctantly. She had to have colon surgery and didn't have the energy to continue. She said that she considers heading the committee one of the most significant experiences of her life, and she loved getting to know her classmates on the committee and at the reunions. "Age and experiences are such a wonderful common denominator, no more cliques, just people getting together in the reality of life." Her career is going well - she's the owner and resident manager of a 9 unit complex in South Everett. Being a late bloomer, it took her until recently to find out what she was going to be when she grew up!

She's looking forward to seeing everyone at the 60th reunion.

We've had several deaths since the last issue:

Kay Peck Bartlett, August 7, Dottie Jean McKinney Hodson, July 4, Buddean Edna Schmidt Carstensen, August 29, Wanda Lee Hinrichsen Jacobson, October 4, 2008, Don Helland's brother, Wayne, passed away recently. So did my brother - John Ransom - '58. Fellow committee member - Marnie Oslin's husband, Ray, died after a long battle with cancer. Our love and sympathy go out to all of you.

Please send me, Bill Koons, or Darrell Bangerter any news about yourself - we're always interested in keeping up on our slowly shrinking class, and putting these items in the Totem II are a good way to do it. Thanks. Loretta Ransom Hucks

Fall 2008

Class Representative - Loretta Ransom Hucks

In the last issue of the Totem II, Martha Gebert Houk talked about "small worlds." That got me to thinking (my husband, Randy, would respond with "Oh, oh, we're in trouble now."). We moved to our condo on the Inglewood Golf course in Kenmore in 1988. The man we bought from, Phil Basher, graduated from Lincoln in 1940. He'd even lived around the corner from my family, in Don Helland's block on Dayton Avenue, 78th-79th, and delivered papers to our house. People down the hall, Betty & Bob Murray, and his sister Dorothy, now all deceased, graduated from Lincoln and lived near the Arabian Theater in my old neighborhood. Jim & Judy Otto also lived here for a time. Phil told me that at one time there were 12 Lincoln grads here. At last year's all-school luncheon at the Lake City Elks, I discovered that the lady upstairs in our building, Helen Coleen Folven was a 1933 graduate.

Not too long ago, Randy and I became re-acquainted with a couple we've known for many years, through teaching. We sat down for a chat, and discovered that we had crossed paths many times in our earlier lives. Here's the story:

Keith Baker should have graduated from Lincoln in 1953. However, his mother died when he was 14. His dad eventually remarried and moved the family to Edmonds before Keith's senior year. Before that, though, he went to Oak Lake Elementary School through the 7th grade, Hamilton Jr. High for 8th grade, and Lincoln for 9-11, graduating from Edmonds High School in 1953.

Friends in our class that Keith remembers from elementary school and Bethel Presbyterian Church @ 110th and Greenwood are: John Georgeadis, Clint Howard, Marlene Latimer, Joanne Barker, Don Nelson, Dee Hewitt, Doug Houk and Chet Smith. Keith would love to hear from any of you and others who may remember him. His e-mail address is:

After high school Keith was in the Coast Guard for 4 years, and then attended the U of W for 2 quarters. He graduated from Whitworth College in Spokane (as did my husband, Randy) in 1961. He met and married Carolyn there. Another "small world": Keith taught in Port Angeles (as did Randy) from 1961- 1969 at Steven's Junior High. The family moved down here & he taught in Bellevue (as did Randy) at Hyak Junior High and Ringdahl Middle School. He also coached football, basketball and track at these schools and Bellevue High for 15 years. His wife Carolyn and I also taught in the Lake Washington School District at the same time. All four of us are in a seniors (are we THAT old???) exercise class at the Y, and they're jazz fans, too - so we've gotten them into the festivals that we enjoy so much.

If you know of anyone else who should have graduated with us in 1953, but did not, and they'd like to get in touch with old friends, let me, Bill Koons, or Darrell Bangerter, at our website know.

Thanks to the intrepid, resourceful and always amazing Ginny Munn, the Editor of the Totem II, we've "found" some people who've been "lost" for 55 years. I talked to most of them and they have some very interesting stories.

Pride Neaville Davies: Attended B.F. Day, West Woodland, Hamilton, then moved to Blaine. She came back to Seattle for her senior year at Lincoln. Pride's been married and living in Kenmore (in my neighborhood) for 52 years. She has a son and daughter, and has visited her daughter, who is a journalist for the Associated Press, in Africa, London and Washington, D.C. Her daughter is married to a photo-journalist who's won the Pulitzer Prize, twice. Pride started college in 1972, and was at the U of W at the same time as her daughter. They were in one class together - Human Sexuality! Her daughter said, "Mom is this how it really is?" Pride is a CPA and still working. She said that with the tax laws changing so much,she could work until she's 100!

Karl Gunstrom: Has lived in Seaside, California for 50 years. After graduation he did logging in North Bend, before moving to Seaside where he was in home construction. During his high school years, he was ill for one year - and actually should have graduated in 1952. Karl remembers kids dipping their straws in the mashed potatoes and shooting them at the ceiling! He's a life-long bachelor.

Bernita Tausan Howard: Lived in Grayland, WA for many years. Her husband was retired from the Navy, and then became a chief. Bernita retired from the telephone company. After her husband died, she moved to Issaquah to be near her daughter and grandson. She called the one-bedroom apartment where she moved, a "motel" for months - maybe thinking it wouldn't be permanent.

Larry Landaal: Served in the military - in Korea, Germany and Pakistan. Don Bonner was a friend who went in the service with him. Larry retired and has lived in Alaska for 28 years - outside Anchorage - where he worked for the Department of Corrections, as a guard and counselor for sex offenders. He and his wife, Rina, have 6 children, 12 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren. "Busy family!

Chuck Moshier: Chuck has had a very interesting and exciting career in the aerospace program at Boeing. He managed over 3,000 computer programs for commercial airplanes and managed simulation centers and pilots - including Neil Armstrong, who worked with him for about 3 months. They worked on the lunar rover for moon exploration. "It was a very enjoyable experience." Chuck and his wife have 4 children and 7 grandchildren. They don't go to a lot of evening events - but would love to go to a picnic, like we used to have in connection with our reunions. An old friend of Chuck's is Harold Vadset.

Charles Rushmer: Lives in Renton and worked as a building inspector at Boeing, and now teaches seminars about building inspection. Charles is also a life-long bachelor.

Lois Anseth Simmons: Lois attended Oak Lake Elementary and Hamilton Jr. High before coming to Lincoln. She went to PLU in Tacoma where she met and married her husband, Martin. They've been married for 52 years. Her husband is a minister and served congregations in North Dakota. They have 2 sons & 2 daughters, 9 grandchildren, and 1 great-grandchild. Lois received her Bachelors degree from Minot State College in 1984. She worked at USDA for 11 years and taught piano for 25 years. She's now retired and living in Fargo. Lois said that her favorite classes were Retail Selling with Miss Candee and English with Mrs. Kwapil. "They were great teachers!"

2008 SPRING (WINTER) SEASON This last winter (spring?) was so cold and rainy here in Seattle (unbelievable - I know), that many people set up escape plans for then and next year:

Arnt Thorkildsen moved from Shelton, Washington, to Mexico. Willie Hoppe and his brother (a '45 grad) went to Palm Springs to look for a place to hide for this winter. Joe Johnston went to Europe - Rome, Pompeii, Paris. Bill & Ann Koons went to Palm Springs and Sun City, AZ. Loretta & Randy Hucks went on their annual trek to Puerto Vallarta - and will be back there for the month of March in 09. Darrell Bangerter went to a family reunion in Idaho (not warmer, surely). (Have you ever gotten one of those "techie" emails from Darrell?? He is the best! Ginny, Editor).

Fred Wright and his wife Phyllis went on a 9 day tour of Greece and the Greek Islands in May - "The weather was clear & sunny, the sky & ocean a lovely blue and most of the houses a shining white. (Thanks a lot, Fred - now we're all envious). The food was also delicious, and visiting the temples and buildings thousands of years old is quite a treat as well. The Parthenon is especially impressive and emotionally moving. Human beings, ancient and modern, are a very impressive bunch, indeed. I recommend the trip."

M.Y.A. Kapoi (fka Marjorie Yeadon) - planned to make the 55th reunion, but in February she fell and sustained a three-way fracture of her right patella (kneecap) and in the process of attempting to recover from that, "blew" the left hip that was already failing. She had surgery in May and wants all her classmates to know how much she wanted to join us. She was in Seattle in the fall of 2007, and visited with her old buddy, Martha Gebert Houk.

Folke Nyberg - spent a month in Sweden where he has a home and many relatives. He wishes all his classmates the best. He's sorry he couldn't make the reunion.

Steve Sourapas - had open heart surgery and now has a stent.

Bill Squibb - as of the end of June, was in Providence Hospital in Everett.

Don Rall - volunteers at a camp on Whidbey Island for 1-parent kids.

Phillis Pappe Skagrud - also volunteers at this camp.

Bill Koons - has 4 daughters. His 2nd daughter went to Uganda on a mission when Idi Amin was in power. She and her husband are now selling everything, taking their 5 children, aged 18 months to 12 years, and going back to Uganda to teach in a school where there are 140 HIV-positive orphans. They will be there for 3 years.

Barbara Ripke Callahan - saw an article in Totem II, spring 08, from Maybelle Pue, class of '34. Barbara knew Maybelle when her husband was the bartender of the Driftwood Inn on Market Street in Ballard.

Nice email from Dick Evans: We were in Seattle for therapy as Judy had knee replacement surgery. As to me, I served two years in the Navy as a Supply Officer on the USS Shangri La, CVA 38. I spent 9 years in the reserves until our unit was being sent to Vietnam. I married Judy Sahlberg in 1958 and we will be celebrating 50 years this coming December with our 5 children putting on a party at Rosario Resort. After service I spent 6 months at Boeing working for a former Commanding Officer in the Navy and then I had a great career selling life insurance for our company, R. L. Evans Co, Inc. which is now run by our kids. We had lived on Star Lake, Hunts Point and now at Olga on Orcas Island.

We have 8 acres on the water and Judy has a three acre fenced garden that we moved (all 5000) plants from Hunts Point. I have served for 8 years on the San Juan County Park Board and was Chair for 3 years before retiring. Now I serve on the Citizen's Salary Board setting elected officials salary and increases. I was Commodore of the Orcas Island Yacht Club last year and was a member of Seattle Rotary for over 40 years. We have a 48' Toll craft and enjoy going North with the other yacht club members. I still work for about 16 clients and manage their money which I really enjoy, but some day that too will have to come to an end. And that is my story.

Bill Koons & I went to Bagley Elementary school - and I read that 3 of our classmates from there and Lincoln, have recently passed away - Joan McFall, Joanne Stenmoe & Vallen Carte.

Jeanne Zavales Boss enjoys spending time with her two daughters and six grandchildren who all live in the Seattle area. In 2006 she took her 1st trip to Greece to see the land of her father. She also visited the village where her maternal grandmother was born. What a memorable and special trip!

Well, kids, that's it for this time. Good to hear from so many of you. Keep in touch. Let me - Loretta Ransom Hucks - - or 425-488-7980 - know what you're doing so I can put it in the next issue of the Totem II. Alternatively - let Bill Koons - or Darrell Bangerter - know. This will be after the fact, but I'm looking forward to seeing so many of you at the reunion. As of June, we had over 100 people coming! Great!

From Barbara Ripke Callahan - I was born March 18, 1934 in Seattle, WA. My childhood years were spent at 44th & Stoneway where we lived in a duplex. When I was 16 years old, we moved to North Seattle. I attended Interlake Grade School, Hamilton Jr. High and graduated from Lincoln in 1953. I briefly attended Griffith Business School after graduation. I worked while in school, part time, and had a job waiting for me after graduation at Foster and Kleiser Outdoor Advertising Company. After working there for about 2 years as a steno and billing clerk, I was offered a job at Parker-Henry Glass Company as assistant bookkeeper and inside sales. It was here I met my husband and married in 1955.

In 1956 we started All City Glass Company, which we ran out of our home. I had 4 children, two boys and two girls. In 1963 I lost my youngest daughter to a heart condition and in 1972 I lost my husband in a boating accident at Westport, WA. Valley Glass Company purchased All City Glass Company from me after my husband's death and I went to work for them. In 1973 I was offered a job at Temperline, Inc., a shower door manufacturer and sub division of F. L. Hartung Glass Company, a wholesale glass company.

In 1982 I remarried and in 1983 moved to Los Angeles to open up a branch office. In 1990 we moved to Yuma, AZ to manage a resort/motel for a friend. We retired in 1999 and built a home in the foothills of Yuma. My passion in life has always been music, and I have enjoyed sewing since my children were young. After retirement, I pursued a life-long interest I have had in quilting. I joined the Desert Lily Quilters club in Yuma, and have made quilts for all my children and grandchildren. On March 18 of this year, I celebrated the birth of my first great granddaughter. Note: My daughter was also born on my birthday. My life, since retirement, has been blessed with family and good health. One thing God has taught me over the years is, that everything in life happens for a reason and we become a stronger person because of the life experiences we have. (Barbara's parents and my parents were friends when we were young and though we lived far apart geographically, me above Lake City on the West side, we enjoyed time as friends. Editor, Ginny Munn)
•Th-th-th-thats all folks!"

Spring 2008

Our own Lynx Carolyn Ward Edwards lost her husband in December and is having to stop writing your 1953 news article. Thank you, Carolyn, for all your dedicated time and energy for all these years. You will be missed by your Editor and I am sure greatly missed by all of your 1953 classmates!

Greetings everybody, from Loretta Ransom Hucks! Carolyn Ward Edwards has had to resign as class representative for personal reasons. Our many heartfelt thanks to her for the time she's put in doing this job for so many years. Most of you have most likely received information about the 55-year reunion by now. If not, it will be July 25 at the Embassy Suites in Lynnwood. There is more detailed information on our official website - You can also contact Bill Koons at who is now the chairman. Gail Thomas Herzog has had to take a leave of absence. She recently underwent very serious colon surgery, but is looking forward to dancing again, very soon, and seeing everyone in July.

We've had several deaths this past year, but we wish to particularly acknowledge John Heilbrunn. Gail Thomas Herzog wrote the following obituary about John: The class of '53 is indebted to John for the role he played in getting our class reunions underway 30 years ago. When Gail Thomas Herzog decided to organize the reunion committee it was November, 1977. She called the school to see if anyone else was interested and got John's name. She called John and said, "This is going to be a push to get it done for June, 1978 - with Christmas coming." He said, "Not to worry. I'm Jewish!" John had an insurance office in Bellevue and offered the office for the administrative details. The process began: stuffing envelopes, licking stamps and envelopes and seeking contributions to cover costs. It was an amazing operation - most of which he organized. Friendships were established between classmates, who barely knew each other at Lincoln, and are still going strong. Aging is a great common denominator. We have all gone through similar life experiences.

Everyone worked together and a great 25-year reunion was the result. Thank you, John, from all of the class of 1953 for your work. You'll be missed. John Heilbrunn, of Camano Island, died Dec. 11, 2007 in Everett. He was born in Hamburg, Germany July 18, 1935 to Ernest and Margot Heilbrunn. John was a member of the Holiday Rambler RV club, an insurance agent for 42 years in the Bellevue area. He leaves his wife, Barbara of 53 years, his two sons, John, Jr. of Plant City, FL, and David of Maple Valley, his three daughters, Lee Anne Thibodeaux of Bothell, Kathy Fernandez-Sierra of Camano Island, Sharon Steiner of Des Moines, IA.

Recently, George Eastman submitted a CD of our Lincoln Chanters recorded on December 21, 1952. The Chanters were featured on a program called "Voices of the Northwest," presented on KOMO. Part-way through the half hour program, the announcer talks about Lincoln High School, the Chanters, and Carl Pitzer. You can find a link to the program on the "Our Music" page at our web site. Darrell Bangerter, Webmaster, received several responses to the above item: From Alda Rice Reynolds: It was neat to be transported "back in time" by listening to the link you provided. I continue to marvel (enviously) at your skills with the computer. Perhaps someday, when I'm not so involved with other projects, I'd like to attempt a website for our ladies barbershop quartet, "Four On A Match". We're still very busy performing. While I'm "snow birding" it here in Melbourne, they practice back in Maine. We had our 3rd annual Florida retreat just last week, though.

My singing buddies escaped the wintry blast back home and enjoyed some real warm weather here in the Sunshine State. We even viewed the most recent lift-off from Cape Canaveral, right in our back yard. It was thrilling!

Judy Turner writes: Thank you for putting that on - I absolutely loved it! That Mr. Pitzer was a genius to get such music out of a bunch of kids. I was in Chanters 3 or 4 years. Did you hear me on there? I was the alto - 3rd from the left. Actually, it was one of the highlights of my high school years - loved singing as part of a group!

Lois Peterson Eastman had this to say: I really enjoyed listening to the Chanters concert. I can remember that day. Kay Peck Bartlett and I were skiing all day and just barely made it back to the studio on time for our concert. But we did. Ski clothes and all.

Marjorie Yeadon Kapoi replied: I was a Chanter in 10th, 11th and half of 12th grades and remember fondly this program and also a program that we presented from the balcony of the Civic Auditorium while the All-City Choir sang from the stage. We were told by the people in attendance that the Chanters singing from the balcony could be heard better than the All-City Choir singing from the stage.

The recent T-Day celebration, part of the 100-year birthday of Lincoln High School, was attended by a few '52 and '53 graduates: Ron Williamson; Claudia Benedict Wagner and her husband, Joe; Ed Fruehling and Jim Stoa; Mavis Dodge Amundson and her husband. Mavis reports that Jo Case Dawson, the special guest of honor, told the crowd how T-Day got started. She was a junior at Lincoln in 1944 when she was elected Girls Club President. Not long after, officers from various Girls Clubs throughout the city high schools gathered at Beaver Lake to talk about plans for their schools. "I want to start a special day at Lincoln because we don't have one," Jo told the Beaver Lake group, and T-Day was born. The following year, Lincoln celebrated its first Tradition Day on February 12, the birthday of Abraham Lincoln.

The 2008 event featured a lineup of former Mr. and Mrs. Lincolns. Photos in the hall included our very own Mr. & Mrs. Lincoln - Don Brown & Marilyn Spurr Rall. We all thought that they were the best ever! (See the centerfold for pictures.)

Fred Wright will teach a course on group therapy at Adelphi University on Long Island this spring. He'll also present on the same topic at The American Group Psychotherapy Association national conference at the end of February. Finally, he has a two-year-old grandchild (his first) and now knows the meaning of life - after a long search.

Gayle Brozovich Warrington who owned the Elegant Clutter in Danville, CA, for many years - finally retired from that very successful business and decided to take up a "little hobby." Antiquing! Now she and two partners are busy again - displaying and selling at an Antique Mall in Petaluma.

Don Olson is recovering from esophageal cancer surgery. He's gone from a 36 to a 32 waist! Kind of a tough way to do it. Bill Koons says he's in good spirits.

Bill & Ann Koons went to Palm Springs to visit Joe Johnston and play golf. Don Helland and Jim Berg are in Arizona playing golf, also.

Loretta Ransom Hucks & her husband, Randy, spent March in Puerto Vallarta- soaking up sun, surf, sound of waves crashing on the rocks, a few Margaritas, lots of Mexican beer!

Please send me information about what and how you're doing - things I might be able to use in the next issue of Totem II. If not to me - then to Bill Koons whose e-mail address is earlier in this column. Mine is Don't forget to check in at our website occasionally - catch up on what's going on, leave a note in the guestbook. Many, many thanks to Darrell Bangerter for doing this - he's amazing, isn't he?

Until next time - all the best to everyone. Loretta

Robert E. Caulfield passed away March 25, 2007.

Betty Lou Hiller Gronning was daughter of Emma & Edgar Hiller of Seattle, sister of Edgar Jr. "Sonnie", and beloved mother of Ronald, Donald, Danny, and Randy, and died from cancer December 24, 2007 at 5:30 p.m. in the presence of family at Swedish Hospital. She was raised in Seattle's Greenlake neighborhood, with her life long friends, Diane Linneman Bicknell, Barbara Plenge Hill, Joyce Polasik Hoppe, and Barbara Kimbrough Calderon. In '62 she moved to Mountlake Terrace and never left. She worked full time as an insurance underwriter. A single mother to four boys, she became very active in both the Cub and Boy Scouts. Two of her sons went on to become Eagle Scouts. Her passions in life were the church; pet ownership; connecting; travel; memberships in the National Dionne Quintuplet Club, Hudson Club, Red Hats (of which she was Queen Mother); and her close relationships with friends and family both old and new.

Shirley Tarbox Taylor of Allyn, WA was born in Rochester, NY on June 2, 1935 and passed away while in Surprise, Arizona on November 13, 2007. Shirley was a song leader while at Lincoln. She was married to PGA Golf Professional, Ernie S.Taylor. Shirley served as Food and Beverage Director for numerous Golf and Country Clubs in the Puget Sound region. She was also a very successful real estate agent and family accountant. Shirley's passion for life and love for Jesus served as a road map for her children to follow. Shirley had a profound love for her dogs, cats, and horses. She was a wonderful teacher, nursemaid, confidant and friend. Shirley's adventurous nature led to the purchase of a motor coach for travel and to have fun. Shirley loved going new places and especially enjoyed her trip to Mexico and fly-fishing Montana's Bitterroot River and Rock Creek. She adored the RV life and the opportunity to meet new friends along the way. Ernie and Shirley bought a home in Surprise, Arizona and she enjoyed spending the winters there. Preceded in death by her father, Kenneth Tarbox, mother Jody Tarbox, first husband William Wonders and son Dale Wonders of Belfair,Washington. She is survived by her husband Ernie Taylor; daughters Vicki Napoleone of Bulleen, Australia, Lori Voller of Eatonville, WA, Laura Gainor of Spokane, WA, son Ernie Taylor Jr. of Bellevue, WA daughter Michele Werdall of Allyn, WA.

Martha Gebert Houk writes: I always thought that the world was so big, but I am finding as I get older it is really small. I grew up across from Lincoln in the little grocery store on 43rd & Interlake. Down the street towards 42nd lived Fran Barden, (O'Dea '53) He had an older sister named Peg Barden. Then middle block was Don Snyder and a fellow named Frank Lowry '43. Back in the mid 70's when I was working for University Savings Bank (Ins Sub.) we hired a lady named Peg Lowry. During a conversation one day we were talking about Lincoln and she said she lived down the street from Lincoln.

I asked where and she said 42nd & Interlake.I asked her maiden name and she said Barden. I nearly fell off my chair. So after a few years later I got to see Fran again. Then at my sister-in-law's funeral, Darlene Houk Spivey '57, I was talking to an old family friend Ron Dunn (brother Ken Dunn, '51 was a friend of my husband Delmis '51), about moving. Ron & his wife Joyce Oster Dunn '55 asked me where I was moving to. I said Gleneagle in Arlington. He said that is where he and Joyce live on the 8th hole. Another shock! At the Lincoln luncheon in June 2007 at the Lake City Elks I ran into Frank and Peg again. Frank said, "where did you say you moved to"? I said Gleneagle. He looked at me and said I think that is where Fran moved to. Fran had lived in Portland for years. Sure enough when I got home from the luncheon I called Fran. Come to find out he not only lives in Gleneagle, but just down my same street about a block and a half. So you see the world really isn't that big.

Robert (Bob) Harrop died in Tampa, FL on 3/17/04 due to liver disease. He is survived by his wife, Edie, and two children. He graduated from U of W in accounting and joined the U.S. Air force and had a 22-year career retiring with the rank of Major and a navigator on reconnaissance planes flying out of Omaha, NE, Strategic Air Command Headquarters. After retirement at 47 he and his family moved to a warmer climate, namely the Tampa area. He then went back to school and received a nursing degree and worked at nursing many years. He also had a Masters degree in counseling.

Jeanette C. Bronk Snowden passed away 1/6/05. She attended Haller Lake, Jane Addams, and then Lincoln as reported by her best friend Helen Argus.

Robert R. Shefchik passed away March 17, 2007.

Dorothy Janice Brown Nicklaus died February 25, 2008 in Federal Way, WA. She was born December 29, 1934 in Hickory Plains, AR to Alice L. (Cloclasure) and James T. Brown. She moved with her family to Seattle in 1946 and graduated in 1953. Dorothy married Vernon D. Nicklaus on October 26,1956, resided in Federal Way until 1976, then moved to the home they built in Edgewood until Vern passed away in 2003, after 46 years of marriage. Dorothy worked for the Federal Way School District as an educational assistant for nearly 25 years. She truly enjoyed working with children and was happiest with her grandchildren. Dorothy and Vern enjoyed traveling, fishing and just putzing around on the "farm". She is survived by her children: Kim Daniels of Federal Way, Kaylene Dent of Waynesville, MO and Kelly of Puyallup.

John W. "Wes" Coppage, 73, of Henderson, passed away Feb. 6, 2008. He was born July 13, 1934, in Seattle, and had resided in Nevada for 39 years. Wes was employed by the City of Henderson for 25 years. He served in both the U.S. Army and U.S. Navy Reserves. Wes was married to his loving wife, Joan, in Vancouver, Canada, in 1961. He was past president of the Las Vegas Good Sam RV Club. Besides RVing, he loved working in his garage, hunting, fishing, and spending time with his family and friends. Wes is survived by his wife, of 46 years, Joan; his daughter, Heather Jonas.

THANK you to Lynx who have paid their dues: Arline Shulmier Daniel, Seattle, WA, Carolyn Ward Edwards, Mountain Home, AR, Peter & Marlene Holman Hansell, Burlington, WA, Robin G. Buchan, Des Moines, WA 98198, Jack H. McGinnis, Lake Forest Park, WA, James L.Tollefson, Modesto, CA, James & Barbara Atkins Green, Wenatchee, WA.

THANK you to Lynx who have gifted the Scholarship Program: Arline Shulmier Daniel (in memory of Ray Shulmier '50), Carolyn Ward Edwards, Jack H. McGinnis, James L.Tollefson.

Winter 2007-08

Hello Class of 53: Based on my most recent information, plans for the Lincoln High 100th Birthday Celebration are progressing nicely. We all appreciate the efforts of Bill Koons, Darrell Bangerter, Gail Herzog, and Sharon Reams and others for their efforts in providing the Class of 1953 memory board for display at the open house September 8. Guests were welcomed, refreshments served, the Abraham Lincoln statue rededicated and memory boards from the various classes were on display. The celebration continues until August 2008.

I had a great email from Judy Fosse Snider. She is giving her brother a subscription to Totem II for his birthday. How is that for a great idea!!?? Judy and husband Neal have recently returned from a cruise on the QE-2. They left from Southampton, England and traveled up the coast of Norway, visiting the fjords, waterfalls, and gorgeous scenery of Norway. They sailed up above the Artic Circle visiting a number of cities. The QE-2 has been sold to Dubai and after this year will be used as a hotel there, making the Snider cruise a historic event.

I understand Sally Jo Eaton Kregger is looking for property in Oregon with oldest son Steve. She now resides in California - where it is TOO hot. Sally was widowed after 52 years of marriage and raising four children. She makes jewelry and she and her son have a shop and do some antique shows.

Lila Heywood Hageselle and husband live in Seattle-same house for 45 years; have raised four children and have several grandchildren. Sally Jo Eaton Kregger and Lila were best friends at Lincoln and all through college.

Sad to report: Sharon Squibb Brown died June 23, 2007. Our deepest sympathy to her husband Don, daughter Kathy, son Dan, and her twin brother, Billy. Note: This notice appeared in the last issue of Totem II with an incorrect photo. The notice and photo were inserted after my column material had been completed and released by me. My apologies for this error. (Your Editor and our Publisher offer apologies too! Sometimes computers, and cyberspace. are mysterious let alone a HUGE newspaper!! We try to be perfect to no avail. Very Sorry!! Editor. Ginny Munn)

Jean Adele Mathewson Worthington died September 26, 2007. Our deepest sympathies to husband Forrest and son Steve.

I always.appreciate hearing from classmates and appreciate receiving news you would like to share with classmates thru the Totem II column. Contact me anytime. See the back of each issue of Totem II for my name/snail mail/email addresses. Have a great winter and holiday season! [Written by Carolyn Ward Edwards.]

Fall 2007

Hi Classmates: The first full day of summer in the Arkansas Ozarks has come and gone with high temps of 90 degrees. We notice in Seattle the high temps are about 70 degrees. You people in the Northwest appreciate and enjoy! I heard from several people, some from other classes, that the All Class Luncheon was an outstanding event. Over 487 in attendance! Our class was responsible for the event this year. Many thanks and congratulations to Bill Koons and his committee for an excellent job! Don Olson was a fantastic Master of Ceremonies! Darrell Bangerter took lots of photos and will report on this when his 'dead' PC is resurrected.

Loretta Ransom Hucks reports that she thought she could fly (maybe too many super hero movies) but instead, tripped over shoes and crashed into the wall and floor. She had several stitches on her face and crushed left shoulder. She has become the bionic woman; with a metal ball and shaft for her shoulder! Husband Randy had a 2 plus month hospital stay with gall bladder and triple by-pass surgery. We do hope Loretta and Randy are doing OK now.

Fred Wright has been busy. He was the keynote speaker at a conference in Belfast Northern Ireland. Fred has a psychology practice in New York City and is Professor of Psychology at the City University of New York. Fred reports that his new grandson, Luke, is amazing!

Had two reports of classmates' deaths:

Marie Michelle Casebere Moselander passed away February 27,2007. Marie worked for Pacific Bell Telephone and later had her own business, was a published author, and decorated costumes for husband Bud's group, the Cascade Mountain Men.

Barbara Jean Lange Davis passed away February 25, 2007. She lived many years in San Diego, CA, raised her family there and worked for Chula Vista Library. She was Diana Lange Lundberg's sister. Our deepest sympathies to these families.

The 100-year Birthday celebration for Lincoln High Committee needs help for various jobs, i.e., decorating, greeting, serving refreshments, etc. at Openhouse events September 7, February 8, and July 8. Also a table top memory board (like used for science fairs) is needed for each class for use at these events. If you are able to help, contact Lorna Hamill, 206-784-1756 (home), 206-919-9171 (cell), or LLAA100year@

Let me know about any fabulous trips or other news for the next issues of Totem II. My email and snail mail addresses are on the back of each Totem II. I know Bud and Diane Linneman Bicknell are touring Route 66 this summer. Our oldest son and his wife are also touring Route 66 this summer and have invited us to go along. So, if any of you traveling the "Mother Road" see a red VW with Arkansas Plate 'FADIMA' - honk if you are a Lincoln Lynx!!

LATE NEWS: Sharon Irene Squibb Brown 10/16/1935 - 6/23/2007 Known as "Shug" to many, passed away after a brief battle of lymphoma cancer on June 23, 2007 at the age of 71 with her loving family by her side. Born and raised in Seattle, Washington, Sharon graduated from Lincoln High School in 1953, and married her high school sweetheart, Don in 1955. During her 51 years of marriage she raised two children and enjoyed working 30+ years at the Lake City Elks Club. Sharon was known for her kind, caring, generous heart and strong Catholic faith. She lived for her family and loved the outdoors, her cats, and gardening. Sharon will be greatly missed and forever remembered with love by her husband, Don, her daughter, Kathy, son, Dan.

Spring 2007

Hello Classmates: Hope you all had happy Christmas Holidays and now we are looking forward to spring!

I received a wonderful email from Bill Furbush. Bill remarried June 10,2006. Congratulations Bill and Debbie! They have built a new home at Heritage Ranch Golf and Country Club in Fairview, TX near Dallas. Bill and Debbie have organized a ballroom dance club at Heritage Ranch with 104 members. Bill taught dancing in college and teaches now for their club. I asked Bill if they allowed Belly Dancing and he said absolutely. In fact, they had some Belly Dancers at their club. They got Bill into their routine and balanced swords on him! That sounds wilder than the Senior Assemblies where Fred Wright entertained us!

Information was received concerning Mary Fowler Trimble and her new career as an author. Mary was Secretary of the Girl's Club at Lincoln. Her interest in writing was a result of sailing the South Pacific with husband Bruce. Bruce takes photos for Mary's articles. Mary has had articles published in many magazines. She has authored two novels, "Rosemount" and "McClellan's Bluff". Mary is also active in Red Cross work. (Read more about Mary and Bruce on Class of 53 website).

The All Class Lincoln High Luncheon is scheduled for June 2, 2007 at the Elks Club in Lake City. Our class is in charge this year. Bill Koons is chairman. Speaking of Bill, I was looking through some photos and saw one of Bill and Denny Clark in big saddle shoes. Mercy Me!! They surely did look sharp. Denny, if you saved those shoes you could wear them when hosting at Mariners games!

Lincoln High School will be 100 years old this year. The Alumni Association is planning a number of events to commemorate the centennial. Lorna Tampico Hamill '77 is Chairman of volunteers and will need lots of help. Darrell Bangerter said they were considering a T-Day event in 2008. Remember the T-Day of our senior year? Don Brown was President Lincoln and Marilyn Spurr was Mrs. Lincoln. It was a great day.

Diane Linneman Bicknell reports that the Bicknells had planned to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary by driving US Route 66, Chicago to Santa Monica in their beautiful 66 Impala convertible. However, they opted for an easier way; a Trafalgar Bus trip. (Good decision! My husband and I love Trafalgar!)

In addition to Bud and Diane Bicknell, several other of our classmates are celebrating 50th anniversaries; Ron and Barb Plenge Hill, Dick and Elaine Taylor Jones, Joy Olson and Forrest Mickelson, and Hettie and Lloyd Kinner '52. The Kinner's and Bicknell's were married at Zion Lutheran Church by Gene Bensene's father.

I received a lovely email for Alvina Ellis. She wanted to notify classmates that her husband, Robert J. (Jim) Ellis had passed away January 12,2005 after losing his battle with cancer. All of our deepest sympathies to Alvina and family. Alvina says she teased him about all the dances he attended and all the different girls he dated. In all the photos taken the girls were never the same. Jim was a handsome fellow and good dancer - so all the Lincoln ladies liked to dance with him. Also, our deepest sympathy to Barbara Nelson Cheek whose husband Lee Roy Cheek passed away in 2006.

As for us here in the Ozarks, early March, it is 30 degrees at noon and sunny. I am busy with church (Presbyterian Elder), American Legion Auxiliary, Retired Federal Employees, Telephone Pioneers, etc. I was asked, with three days notice, to do a belly dance program for our church sweetheart dinner at a local restaurant. I agreed though it takes 3 days to apply enough makeup to become FADIMA. My husband "helped" - he likes to apply all the "glitter" from the waist up. We had a good turnout - about 80 -people in our group.

Winter 2006

Hello Lincoln High Classmates - or perhaps I should say "Aloha". Husband, Lyn, and I just returned from a fabulous Hawaiian Cruise vacation. We and 38 others from Mountain Home, Arkansas, flew nonstop from Daltas to Honolulu then spent 7 days on the Pride of Hawaii - Norwegian Cruise Lines new ship. It was great to be so pampered - as one of my friends said, if you wanted, the crew would even brush your teeth for you. We took in all the sights of four islands — including visits to Pearl Harbor, the Battleship Arizona Memorial, the Battleship Missouri, Waikiki, Diamond Head, various volcano craters, and Luaus and dancing. We were there during the earthquake but were not aware until watching CNN the next day. Some of my Mountain Home friends suggested I may have set off the earthquake with my belly dancing. I know many of you cruise so how about an email or note so I can report it for Totem II?

Speaking of fabulous vacations let me tell you about classmates Judy Fosse Snider and Claudia Benedict Wagner and their husbands and their trip to Australia and New Zealand. The Sniders and Wagners were married the same weekend in December 1958. The husbands-to-be, Neal and Joe met on the train enroute to Seattle. They each knew that their fiancees (Judy and Claudia) had made honeymoon plans for Harrison Hot Springs. Neal and Joe agreed the couples should get together for dinner while on their honeymoon. At the dinner Judy and Claudia recognized each other as classmates of '53. The couples have kept in touch over the years and the recent trip was a chance to catch up on news. Joe and Neal are both Lutheran ministers.

Thanks to Gail Thomas Herzog for a nice note. Gail has a nine-unit apartment complex in Everett, WA that she manages. Five units are occupied by her family members. Great for visits and family reunions!

Darrell Bangerter recently returned from a truly once in a lifetime multi-country European adventure. The adventure was made even more exciting - or challenging - by his inadvertently leaving credit cards at home.

Minutes from the LLAA executive committee meeting reported Bill Koons was named chairman of the 2007 Banquet which likely will be held in June. The class of '53 is in charge. Bill will do a great job.

Dale Gregory sent me a copy of a Lincoln High School Totem that he bought at an estate sale. An interesting and fun stroll down memory lane! My, my, how boys basketball uniforms have changed in 50 years!

On a sad note, Lawrence (Larry) David Grout passed away October 20, 2006. After graduating from Lincoln, Larry served in the Navy then in the Naval and later Army Reserves. He had distinguished careers both in the military and with the Seattle Police Department where he retired as a Sergeant after 25 years. He was called to active duty for Desert Storm and earned several awards before retiring as a Chief Warrant Officer 5.

Until next time; Please send me your news email, phone call, or US Mail.

Fall 2006

Hello Classmates! Summer has arrived in the Arkansas Ozarks. It gets quite hot here. We don’t have the cool invigorating summers here like we enjoyed in Seattle. I received the interesting email Miles Yanick promised. What an interesting life Miles has had since leaving Lincoln! I especially enjoyed the bit in May 1957 when Miles, Jack McGinnis, Bill Koons, Jack Murphy, Jack Rogers and Bill Atwell shared a big house on Lake Washington. Miles started his architecture firm in 1969 and moved his office to Bainbndge Island in 1975. He still works full time. Miles and Molly Gordon Yanick have been happily married for 30 years. Our class has, in fact, produced several great architects - Miles, Gil Braida '54 and Bob Hanna to mention a few. You may know that Bob Hanna passed away in 2003. Bob had a very distinguished career. He lived in Pennsylvania at the time of his death. Thanks again Miles for the great email.

Harlene Harvey Miller sent a nice note. Harlene attended Alexander Hamilton Intermediate prior to attending Lincoln.

Got a great note from Lawrence Vickers and wife Marlene Smith Vickers (Ballard '52). Both retired from Boeing in 1984. They have built a house at Ocean Shores, WA. They winter in Florida, California, and Hawaii. For their 50th anniversary in 2003 they took a great cruise through the Panama Canal and numerous other ports of call.

Loretta Ransom Hucks reports she is active in the Red Hat Society. She and husband Randy enjoy jazz festivals and dancing. They have 6 grandchildren and one great grandchild. Wow!

In an email from Jerry Reynolds he reported that he now lives in Montana and that his brother Jim '56 was looking forward to his upcoming 50th reunion.

John Georgeadis has moved back to Washington from Arizona.

I received a delightful card from Paul Martin '51 (aka Gene Buck). A great card! One to keep! These guys graduated before I got to meet them (my loss) as I arrived at Lincoln fall of 1951 for my junior year. Paul is curious about the current status of some of our classmates. If I can contact the classmates of interest and get their OK I will, of course, include the information in a future column. Paul always looks forward to receiving each Totem II Edition. To quote him, the Totem II is "the nation's finest paper of its kind!"

Since the last issue of Totem II, husband Lyn and I had a great trip to Portugal, Spain, and Morocco. Such beautiful and interesting countries! I even got to belly dance a little bit with the great live drum band in Tangier, Morocco at the historic Hotel El Minzah. Previous guests at the El Minzah have included King Juan Carlos of Spain, Winston Churchill, Rita Hayworth and other notables. I really appreciate hearing from you with news for this column. Please contact me any one of three ways; email, phone, snail mail address (all on the back page of every Totem II). Include a note with your Alumni Association Dues/Membership renewal form. (These notes are sent to me).

Spring 2006

Greetings Class of '53. Hope 2006 is going great for all! Everyone I have talked with sounds terrific. Thanks for the news.

I had a nice chat with Joe Murry who lives in Bremerton. I told him he sounded so young! He said he was! Joe is retired and he and Phyllis are doing fine.

Arline Shulmier Daniel lives just a block from Lincoln High. She said she didn’t get far from Lincoln. Arline is retired after working 17 years at a medical laboratory. I told her she sounded great and we agreed that Lincoln grads will just never get old. All our class members had and have such great and positive attitudes.

Our Totem II Editor Ginny Munn '56, passed along some news from Larry Bigham. Larry reported that after almost 20 years as a cab dispatcher in Seattle he was now retired and living in Loma, Montana - population about 80, not counting buffalo, horses and other animals. I found Loma on the map and it looks almost as remote and exciting as Mountain Home, Arkansas where I live! I tried to call Larry to learn more but have not heard from him at this writing.

I called Claudia Benedict Wagner who was not home but I visited with her husband Joe. They retired from the Chicago area where Joe taught at Northern Illinois University. They now live in Port Townsend. Their three adult children all live nearby in the Northwest.

I talked with Miles Yanick, of Bainbridge Island. He promises to send a newsy email; more from Miles next time.

Some sad news; Joyce Polasik Hoppe died 12/31/05. She had lived in Shoreline, WA.

Here in the Ozarks we WERE looking forward to springtime, having had mostly summer heat until this week. Then overnight the temperature went from 75 plus degrees to today's 14 degree HIGH with 6 inches of snow. My husband, Lyndel, and I are looking forward to touring Portugal, Spain, and Morocco next month. FADIMA (me) was invited to provide belly dancing and other entertainment for a SHRINER installation dinner here in Mountain Home. There were about 120 Shriners and spouses from all over the state - lots of fun. Please keep me posted on your news! Thanks much!


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