What are your favorite memories of high school....the good, the bad and the ugly?
It was obviously an interesting time for all of us.
When girls were finally allowed to wear pants to school, that was a big deal! I was a freshman at Mazama at the time.
The RULE: girls could wear pants, but NOT blue jeans.
The REALITY: we wore jeans of other colors! That's when Levi cords (in various colors) became fashionable. They WEREN'T blue jeans, so obviously we weren't violating rules :-)
Logic says, allowing pants for girls had to be less distracting than the super short skirts we were wearing!
Even though we were finally allowed to wear pants to school, my office job didn't. So I would have to change into nylons and a dress before I went to my job. I have not worn nylons in over 15 years. Never again!
I actually got tired of wearing pants after awhile. I'm a skirt/dress kind of gal! Sophomore year my boyfriend drove me to KU everyday on his motorcycle, so I HAD to wear pants. Frequently I would bring a skirt to change into for the day. Kids! Never happy :-)
Okay... the time has come for everyone to know about the antics of the band, Rain Forest, consisting of myself and various members through my high school years, including Steve Albers, Bob Searles, Ken Kelly, Dave Groves, John Vallejos, Mike Pierce, Richard Sweat, Al somebody, et. al. (We broke up and reformed a lot).
We played a lot of Creedence, Beatles, Three Dog Night, etc. at dances at Mazama, Altamont, the Klamath County Fair and a few for the Jaycees.
Our first dance was actually at a Catholic Church. Bob Searles got us that gig.
Mostly, our practices were the fun times. One of them turned out to be a tribunal in which Rick Gilchrist was found guilty of insulting Steve Albers behind his back. His sentence? To be hung by the feet from a telephone pole until he turned purple. Although we all enjoyed it, Rick didn't like it much.
One practice consisted of myself, John Vallejos and Mike Pierce trying to figure out a better band name. We decided to can it when the best name we could come up with was, "Rastus, the Pig and I."
One night, John V. had a gig with a different band that he had formed and told us not to tell Mr. White where he was when we were supposed to march on the field during a football game. Mr. White was calling role and when Vallejos didn't answer, he looked me dead in the face and said, "WHERE'S VALLEJOS?" Overcome by his very direct and very stern visage, I muttered, "Uh, he has a dance," which elicited the response, "WHAT? VALLEJOS IS PLAYING A DANCE WHEN HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE MARCHING?" John wanted to kill me the following Monday morning.
Steve Albers, who worked at the Corner Store during his senior year, got all kinds of junk from it when it was closing down. He had one of those GIANT souvenir cigars laced with cheap stale tobacco.
We rented a practice room above Music West on Main Street and as we were taking our equipment back to the room from a Mazama dance on night, I looked in the rear view mirror of my car, only to see Steve driving a borrowed van with the glow of the giant cigar sticking out of his mouth.
BTW... does anyone remember that Steve drove a pastel pink Pinto? It was one of those pastel colored Pintos the Homecoming Queens (with matching dresses) rode on he hoods of during the Homecoming Parade our junior year. He bought it as a demo.
We had many escapades in that Pinto but I'd better not share too many details here. How long is the Statute of Limitations, by the way?
Before the Pinto, Steve used to drive me around after school in an old Mustang he'd inherited from his big sister. The heater core would leak hot water onto my foot when I forgot to keep it out of the way. I didn't enjoy that much.
One night, when I wasn't at practice, a whole bunch of guys visited the practice session at Music West. One excused himself to go to the bathroom and evidently, broke into the store and stole money from the register. The manager asked us all to go down to get our fingerprits taken even though we were minors. He said if we agreed to do it, it would clear us. So, we did and the police eventually had to destroy the fingerprint cards since, in fact, we were minors.
The band made high school palatable and we got our "Ya Ya's out" as the Stones were so notable to declare at the time.
In girls' PE during swimming, we had to wear these horrible red swim suits. They were HUGE and would stretch even more when they got wet. I hated those things!
Anonymous said... I really used that math! No one cared what grades we got after high school. I don't remember any of the tests I failed. We lived! The world didn't end? Hummm. Some of us had to cut our long hair to get that job, others just lost it with time. Life was simpler then and life went on. Its ups and downs and arounds. Sometimes, to to many of those downs but... it makes us who we are.
Life's been good to most, I hope. And now, we come back to where we started again. Very nice. :)
This is a great group of people! Makes me proud to be apart of it. I would like to thank everyone, for all the good times. To those still here and those who have moved on. We've been around the world and back again. What a ride life is.
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What are your favorite memories of high school....the good, the bad and the ugly?
It was obviously an interesting time for all of us.
When girls were finally allowed to wear pants to school, that was a big deal! I was a freshman at Mazama at the time.
The RULE: girls could wear pants, but NOT blue jeans.
The REALITY: we wore jeans of other colors! That's when Levi cords (in various colors) became fashionable. They WEREN'T blue jeans, so obviously we weren't violating rules :-)
Logic says, allowing pants for girls had to be less distracting than the super short skirts we were wearing!
Even though we were finally allowed to wear pants to school, my office job didn't. So I would have to change into nylons and a dress before I went to my job. I have not worn nylons in over 15 years. Never again!
I actually got tired of wearing pants after awhile. I'm a skirt/dress kind of gal! Sophomore year my boyfriend drove me to KU everyday on his motorcycle, so I HAD to wear pants. Frequently I would bring a skirt to change into for the day. Kids! Never happy
:-)
Can you say SIT IN? That had to be the biggest memory of school for most of us!!
I remember when we got to wear jeans though.that was the best..everyone wore 501's..love them and still do today!!! Bonnie Haley(BretonvanGroll)
Okay... the time has come for everyone to know about the antics of the band, Rain Forest, consisting of myself and various members through my high school years, including Steve Albers, Bob Searles, Ken Kelly, Dave Groves, John Vallejos, Mike Pierce, Richard Sweat, Al somebody, et. al. (We broke up and reformed a lot).
We played a lot of Creedence, Beatles, Three Dog Night, etc. at dances at Mazama, Altamont, the Klamath County Fair and a few for the Jaycees.
Our first dance was actually at a Catholic Church. Bob Searles got us that gig.
Mostly, our practices were the fun times. One of them turned out to be a tribunal in which Rick Gilchrist was found guilty of insulting Steve Albers behind his back. His sentence? To be hung by the feet from a telephone pole until he turned purple. Although we all enjoyed it, Rick didn't like it much.
One practice consisted of myself, John Vallejos and Mike Pierce trying to figure out a better band name. We decided to can it when the best name we could come up with was, "Rastus, the Pig and I."
One night, John V. had a gig with a different band that he had formed and told us not to tell Mr. White where he was when we were supposed to march on the field during a football game. Mr. White was calling role and when Vallejos didn't answer, he looked me dead in the face and said, "WHERE'S VALLEJOS?" Overcome by his very direct and very stern visage, I muttered, "Uh, he has a dance," which elicited the response, "WHAT? VALLEJOS IS PLAYING A DANCE WHEN HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE MARCHING?" John wanted to kill me the following Monday morning.
Steve Albers, who worked at the Corner Store during his senior year, got all kinds of junk from it when it was closing down. He had one of those GIANT souvenir cigars laced with cheap stale tobacco.
We rented a practice room above Music West on Main Street and as we were taking our equipment back to the room from a Mazama dance on night, I looked in the rear view mirror of my car, only to see Steve driving a borrowed van with the glow of the giant cigar sticking out of his mouth.
BTW... does anyone remember that Steve drove a pastel pink Pinto? It was one of those pastel colored Pintos the Homecoming Queens (with matching dresses) rode on he hoods of during the Homecoming Parade our junior year. He bought it as a demo.
We had many escapades in that Pinto but I'd better not share too many details here. How long is the Statute of Limitations, by the way?
Before the Pinto, Steve used to drive me around after school in an old Mustang he'd inherited from his big sister. The heater core would leak hot water onto my foot when I forgot to keep it out of the way. I didn't enjoy that much.
One night, when I wasn't at practice, a whole bunch of guys visited the practice session at Music West. One excused himself to go to the bathroom and evidently, broke into the store and stole money from the register. The manager asked us all to go down to get our fingerprits taken even though we were minors. He said if we agreed to do it, it would clear us. So, we did and the police eventually had to destroy the fingerprint cards since, in fact, we were minors.
The band made high school palatable and we got our "Ya Ya's out" as the Stones were so notable to declare at the time.
PARTIES!!! There were parties at least weekly.
Not to kiss n tell, but I remember a wild party at Robyn Forester's house...SPIN THE BOTTLE! It's a wonder we didn't all catch mono...
In girls' PE during swimming, we had to wear these horrible red swim suits. They were HUGE and would stretch even more when they got wet. I hated those things!
Anonymous said...
I really used that math! No one cared what grades we got after high school. I don't remember any of the tests I failed. We lived! The world didn't end? Hummm.
Some of us had to cut our long hair to get that job, others just lost it with time. Life was simpler then and life went on. Its ups and downs and arounds. Sometimes, to to many of those downs but... it makes us who we are.
Life's been good to most, I hope. And now, we come back to where we started again. Very nice. :)
This is a great group of people! Makes me proud to be apart of it. I would like to thank everyone, for all the good times. To those still here and those who have moved on. We've been around the world and back again. What a ride life is.
It's been a party for sure.
Back in school they didn't have soap in the bathrooms...they provided this abrasive powder that supposedly worked as soap. What was that stuff?!
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