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Post by Admin on Jun 16, 2020 8:56:23 GMT
Pullman, WA
The title of this new section will simply be named 'Pullman, WA'
Why?
Cause that's basically where it all started for me so many years ago, the background image a bit before my time, but still, oh the memories it brings back of that so small, quaint, safe, little town, which happens to be where W.S.U. is located as well, a decent sized Pac 12 University.
That whole area is basically my child hood home and the older I get the more I miss it, oh how I so dearly miss it.
I've traveled the world since leaving that place, but still, there's no place like home and can't lie to your body.
Just seeing the pictures of that place totally put me at ease, I mean I came of age here.
I"m not some big city type of person, sure I live in the city now, and hate it, but my roots are as small town as they come, as Normal Rockwell as the come....but no one who sees me now would ever in a million years believe that.
I just needed to give this forum a complete over hall, needed to make it into a place that heals me.
I'd love to move back to that area some day, I really would, I feel, felt, so much safer there and took so much for granted while growing up there.
But as a 'teen', I was a bit confused, and thought the city was where I belonged, oh how wrong I was. I mean maybe for a while sure, but not permanently.
Oh how I yearn for that Pacific NW small rural town feel.
I mean as you get older, funny how you get younger on the inside again, fond of things you once ran away from.
Those things now bring me comfort.
Pullman is the last place where I ever really had a close set of friends, and maybe by creating this forum blog, who knows, just maybe someone I use to know will stumble across this blog and read it.
Not all posts will be about Pullman or Whitman County or Albion, WA or Colfax or Palouse, or Lewiston, ID or Moscow,ID or Clarkston, WA or Union town, WA, but I just want people to know where my frame of mind ultimately is coming from where I write about stuff.
It's not coming from Urban Chicago or Miami, FL or Los Angeles, no, instead, it's coming from Pullman, WA, the place that raised me.
Let the writing begin.
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Post by Admin on Jul 5, 2020 7:56:30 GMT
4th of July memories as a toddler Yes, 4th of July's in the Pullman area, don't remember many, but one particular 4th that stands out to me to this day was when Father packed us kids up into older (at the time newer) gigantic blue Chrysler car, and we all headed to the Tri-Cities area, Pasco, Richland, Kenniwhick ?...I forget, going totally off memory right now....but do remember that mammoth of a blue Chrysler car.  Not sure if this is the exact model family had, but it was same 'line' of Chrysler Imperials from that era, 1970's era, the era of gigantic gas drinking cars. I just remember as a toddler, thing was like a cruise ship on the inside, and could hold whole family easily. Back in those days, Fathers were into having large families, and looking back, whether my own family or others, just not sure how men did it back then, but glad they did. Anyways, so Father and Mother loaded us up in boat, and we headed to Tri Cities area to celebrate the 4th with their friends over there, and I just remember have the grandious of times, just basically being let lose, around lake area, to run wild with siblings and our parents friends siblings, and just having a blast of a time. Back then, in that area, there were no 'creeps', there were no 'dangers', people just had fun. I still remember the sparklers, and the fireworks, it was all a small brain could take in at the time. Felt so loved, felt so wanted, never been so happy before in my life, and maybe since. No political crap attached to the 4th back then, that I can remember. I miss my family. And now despise Pastors, religion, or anyone else who have separated us over the years. Much more to follow, got a bit distracted.
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Post by Admin on Jul 5, 2020 8:13:08 GMT
Not sure if 'Jesus' is my friend, if indeed they came to separate loved ones from each other, cause you only get 'one original family' I've learned, and you only get 'one set of original friends', that you grew up with from K-12.
You can't replace that, at least I can't, could not, and will not.
I mean outside of family, who's more familiar with you, or was, other than classmates you grew up with from K-12?
Not that you get along with them all, but just saying.
Some were pretty rotten to me actually, and for no good reason, other than maybe their parents biases, who knows.
None of us are fully developed back then, so our foundation of 'logic' is quiet small when still in school.
I suppose after a certain grade, age, while still in school, kind of became a 'outsider' type, never in the main crowd, many reasons for that that we'll explore later.
And nothing worse, when in high school or middle school, when your best friend or friends move away, and you're left alone.
There's no worse feeling than that when at that age, I mean it's hard enough, at that age, to find 1 or 2 that you really click with, they become your foundation of self confidence, and then for them to move, nothing worse.
Cause 'social cliques' are everything while in school, you can't just walk into a different social clique when yours dissolves.
My school years were some of the best, early on, and then become some of the loneliest towards the end, when all those I actually did get along with moved or left, it was devistating.
That and religion begin to creep in, which to this day I so regret.
Religion is my enemy now, at least structured type.
It's complicated.
Looking back, if had it to do again I'd of said 'F' religion, 'your' religion, and give me my friends and family back.
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Post by Admin on Jul 5, 2020 8:44:45 GMT
Sorry, but no one in any church, will ever love you, know you, accept you, like your K-12 family, or original biological family
All this 'Love you in Christ' BS, I learned the hard way that that's what it is, BS.
Avoid people who can only 'Love you in Christ', for if Christ is forcing them to love you, than they really don't like you at all, and just putting on a act.
No one 'In Christ' BS, can ever match the deep understanding my original best friends had of me, or me towards them, friends I'd grown up with, had sleep over with, many, spent holidays with, cried with, laughed with, were rejected together, and more.
No one 'In Christ' can ever replace that, and was fooled to think they ever could.
All those 'In Christ' can do is judge you, condemn you, lie about you and other terrible things, but they certainly cannot 'Love you', the way original friends or family did.
Sorry 'Bob M___', I should of so met with you when you were in Gainesville, years ago, and wanted to meet up, or was it Seattle?, I forget, but just remember being in the thick of religion at the time and under the spell of that whole 'Don't be worldly BS'.
I should of met you and hugged you so hard, for you were my older classmate hero that I looked up to growing up, was in ahh with, not some stupid geek church Decon who never wanted to hang out outside of 'church service', but instead treated 'converts' as 'projects'.
I miss you 'Bob M', not even sure if you're still alive, but if are, I miss you dearly, like I do so many others from that Pullman, WA era, an era that is gone now and that I can only relive in my head and memories.
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Post by Admin on Jul 5, 2020 8:54:24 GMT
The true family I should of never left  Yes, even Pullman, WA had it's 'bad boy posse', LOL, but at the time, no one was laughing. They'd drive around in this older model Camera, and when you saw that thing pull up, you just knew something cool or bad was going down, and to not approach unless asked to. Bob M, and Gabe P were two cool M/F's, in high school years they obtained mythical status, actually in middle school years, they were the types that just grew up fast, even in that small town, they were the types that always seemed to know 'the right people', always had 'the right connections'. And the women loved them. I guess they were kind of Pullmans version of 'Boys in da hood'. Well, I never achieved their 'cool status', but oddly enough they were always kind to me....that group of local outlaws. Even the 'LaPlant' brothers were always nice to me, their family ran a 'Honda' motorcycle shop for the longest time in that area. The rep they had is a whole other story, with the LaPlants, think 'The Duke Boys', or even think 'The Devils Rejects' movie...these guys you did not mess with, but were cool as hell as long as you weren't a goody two shoes jerk around them. Yes, Pullman had it's own 'Outlaw' class back then, even a small town like that. But by today's standards, most of them would probably be considered 'Angels'. I just wish I could reach out and hug them all, and in a way I am, with this post, with this whole blog forum, I am, it's like one big hug to the family I wish I had never left. Much more to follow.
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Post by Admin on Jul 20, 2020 20:17:26 GMT
When things get complicated, return to Pullman, either literally or in thy own mind.
For in Pullman, while growing up, there really were no social issues, other than where the weekend class party was at.
In Pullman there really was no black or white, Hispanic or Asian or up and or down, there was just you and your personality, and whatever 'clique' you ran with, that's it.
And in Pullman, as a youth, if you walked through someones backyard on the way to school, or back, on the way to arcade or back, you didn't have to worry about some shot gun toting madman running out and harming you, for more than likely the persons backyard short cutting through has known you since grade 1.
And to be fair, I'm sure there are many 'Pullmans' scattered throughout this land of ours, but only one 'Pullman' for each of us.
And my Pullman, the small simple town I came of age in, becomes more and more mystical to me with each passing day.
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Post by Admin on Jul 20, 2020 20:19:57 GMT
Shout out to 'Glenda' the 'def' gal who was so tough and hardy, and went out with Michael J for a while. All this is based on memories, and as the memories come, I'll share on here before memories gone... So much more to follow. Added..... Andrew C, was a wild one also, their father was a Scout Master for a while, their Father received a speeding ticket while taking us home to Albion, WA one evening, I'll never forget that....they were ticketed by the legendary and now deceased Albion cop named ' Mac', Mac was this over sized, so out of the South, boss hog type of small town cop, who drove around in blue plymouth, with one single blue cop light on top. Mac the cop would always watch us at bus stop in the mornings, even when fights broke out, Mac the cop would just sit in their car eating donuts. They're long gone, but other than here you'd never know they existed, well here folks, even Mac, our favorite child hood, little rascals cop will live and be given their do memorial....here me!  The next Albion cop was named 'Chamberlin' who had a very odd red headed daughter, who none of the guys dared look at or fall in love with. |
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Post by Admin on Sept 2, 2020 8:06:47 GMT
Now what?  (such a handsome man, they should be cast next to Brad Pitt in next movie, yes, no?) Now what, we're all grown up, now what, is the question?? We've all set out to conquer the world, in our own ways, maybe some of us made a impact, maybe most of us did not, at least not yet...so now what? Older, wiser, now what? What's over the next horizon, and how many have fallen before making it to this last one? Now what? To be honest, I think I was in life what I averaged while in school, around a c+ student, that c+ standard has kind of followed me around my whole life, I mean ye sure I've had plenty of A+ moments, but that's all they really were were moments and not really life shifting events. And many times in life you can make the right decisions, that have poor outcomes. You can chose to work for great company, totally not knowing that in a year that company will fold, now what? You can chose to marry the right person, totally not knowing 3 years later they'd totally change and convert to Buddhism, and fly off to India to resettle. You can buy land, not knowing 3 years later you'd find out there's toxic waste beneath it. The main thing, through it all, that I think matters in the end (at least if you're good), is how did you, or one, maintain your character and poise through it all, the good, the bad and the ugly? That is the question. So now what?, for those of us still here and standing, now what?
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Post by Admin on Sept 11, 2020 20:51:28 GMT
Come get me  Come get me...lol Hello Kathy B, Stacy S, Shannon L, Belina C, and others. This pic taken less than 7 days ago!!!!! I'm still here. Missed out on highschool prom.. F you Sudath...that Indian gal, who always hated me for no reason, where are you today?  But Love, for both Melony and Melody gals I grew up with. (Sorry Shakar, never knew Sudath was your sister unitl later in school) Shaker was cool as hell...more on them later. Julian, Ray D, Kevin G, and the rest...no worries, I remember you all...just give me time. George P, you passed away at party...rest in peace. Glenda..the def gal and crowd...thumbs up! You All will live here. Laila??....you to. Much more to follow...
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Post by Admin on Sept 11, 2020 20:57:27 GMT
Mrs Melhart, gym teacher, you're now blessed. Jim A...blessed... Tony Culp, if still alive, blessed.... Dan, blessed... Steve L...blessed.... to be continued..
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Post by Admin on Sept 12, 2020 13:45:57 GMT
I never went to the Prom I never went to my High School prom. I may, one day, fly back up there and rent the Gym out at my old High School, and find a date, and give myself the prom I never had. Not sure where I'd get such a date from, it would have to be another, who them self, was deprived of going to the prom for whatever reason, like being a social misfit at the time or something, or just to shy. Yes, that's something that would definitely get headline coverage, me, and another, going to our high school prom after all these years, there at 'Greyhound High', actually it's just called 'Pullman High School', but the greyhound dog is the mascot, at least it use to be...lol
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Post by Admin on Nov 1, 2020 0:22:23 GMT
On this Halloween night  On this Halloween night I feel would be a good time to reflect on that old, very old, SunnySide park cemetery that use to be located along a trail you could take at the end of City view St. I doubt the cemetery is even still there, but anyone from the 'old school' of Pullman knows what I'm talking about. It was there when my family first moved to City View, long long ago, and I still remember trecking through it from Kindergarden years on up. It was how us elementary kids proved our toughness 'Who could walk through that cemetery alone. It must of been like from the 1800's or something, I mean even back then you could hardly read the tombstones....and I think the city of Pullman just like ignored that it was there for years or decades, I mean after all how could you disturb the dead no matter how long they've been there. In picture above, towards the top left, in order to get or enter park, you had to walk through a trail, two actually, one went atop the cemetery, and the other down and right through it. I can still remember it vividly, the sound of broken branches, and fallen dead leaves beneath your shoes, or ones shoes. One day I'd like to do research on that cemetery and find out who were they?, early settlers or what? My older brother (back when he was totally cool to me), of course would tourment us, me and my sister, or sisters, by taking us through that cemetery when we were very young, and when scary things and ghouls did exist to us. And it was even scarier at night, leave it to big brother to prove that...lol If, and when, I ever go back to visit Pullman, that will definitely be one of the places I'll check out again. Actually, cemetery no cemetery, it would feel like home to me. And that is my Halloween story for the evening... 
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Post by Admin on Nov 3, 2020 1:16:19 GMT
Don't care how old my former classmates are...i don't age.
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Post by Admin on Nov 3, 2020 1:20:02 GMT
Reach out to me now John Winsor, the German classmate who was oool as hell back then
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Post by Admin on Nov 3, 2020 1:21:07 GMT
'Trey'?
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