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Celinda (Cindi) Ward (Hanna)
Randy S: Yes, I remember very well ice cream from Bostwick's Market and the grassy knoll near the bowling alley. What I remember is being with a really cute boy who I thought had much better things to do with his time than spend it with a skinny freckled face tomboy like me! I have some very fond memories of our talks and I remember the motorcyle (although I wasn't your mystery passenger when it crashed). I also remember the "den" at the Stephens house and seeing you at all the dances. We used to have them at the VFW, or the "Web" at the Whitten place on Lake Road. I remember a few held at the Tule Lake building until it burned to the ground and I think there were even a couple held in the basement of the Presbyterian Church. Do you remember C.E. Stanaland's band "The Excels"? I remember that he and Glen Maynard were in the group and they used to play a pretty good rendition of "G-L-O-R-I-A". They used to jam in his garage off of Floyd or Gaines street just north of dip street. I think Beverley and I went to every dance ever held from freshman year through senior year. I used to borrow her skirts or dresses to wear to those dances. She was much shorter than I was and her clothes on me turned into true "minis"! I bet she remembers wearing black fishnet stockings, too.
Yes, I do remember the hair ribbon incident and the great inquisition that followed. I think I actually tied the ribbon around your arm simply because it seemed like the thing to do at the time. It was a pink ribbon as I recall . . . but I could be wrong about the color. Your friend Pollard and others had the wrong idea about the incident. They seemed to think we were making some kind of political statement or that we belonged to some "society" or were communist spies maybe. Ha. It was nothing more than a simple flirtatious gesture from a teenage girl to a teenage boy but that, too, was unnaceptable behavior at the time. Based on that interrogation, it would appear that "McCarthyism" may have been alive and well at THS in the late 60's! I ended up with a verbal warning to keep my ribbons in my hair or face corporal punishment. I'm not sure I ever put another ribbon in my hair after that experience!
Thank you for sharing the memories. Your stories are so much fun to read and they bring back some warm and fuzzy feelings. Those days were so simple and so innocent!
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