George Porter Middle School - Chaparral Yearbook (Granada Hills, CA)

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A 9 f Vfr-i AxahjuUj tU Ui(yvtl in 2004 After almost half a century, (40 years to be exact), our Porter Press Club hod a little meeting. Since we saw one of our old buddies, Keith Fogg, all-time surfer, we decided to see just how many of our other Porter buddies were loose in the world. Mary Anne Cartobruno, Editor of the House Decoratmg for Mansions and other Dwellings, Mortha Fernandez, Editor of An Elephant is Let Loose in the City, and other Human Interest Stories, Maureen McAloney, Editor of Gossip High- lights Column, and Sandy Hogon os Editor of Styles Gollourl, a fashion magazine for teenagers, ghouls, and hoodlums of the 21st Cen- tury. Jim Offield and Mark Shipper, who supply the news for the paper, (even if it has to be made up), and Virginia Paleno, Editor of the Cen- ter City Gazette, mode plans to cover the world in quest of all ex- Dionysions. The plans were mode and the world tour started with a clank and sick thud from our old press car. As we took our dilapidated press cor to the local garage, the head mechanic. Bill Towles, recognized us from his school days. As we were talking, his assistants, Doug Schworz, Joe Necoster, Joey Fitzsimmons, Allen Mom, Wayne Silvo, and Bill Hamilton, come up and [oined in the conversation. While we were talking about Frank Schranz and his troubles running the school, that famous nightclub owner, Frank Silvogni strolled in with his girl, former bunny Marguerite Delgodo. Because of our broken-down press car, we needed a cob, so we called the operator, who was none other than Tern Boiles. She informed us that there were several good cab companies, one of which was run by Gory Wclery. When our cobs come, who were our drivers? Wally Edmond and Dave Davis! At the airport, our baggage was weighed in by Steve Helm- kamp. Our stewardess Candy Anderson, welcomed us aboard, and Sharon Elliott showed us to our seats. Our stewardess guide. Colleen Wood, explained our flight and introduced us to our pilots, Mike Chris- tiansen and Bill Stephenson. Our aircraft technician was Rick Eriksen. Our passenger list included Sandy Hogon, Barry Hozinsky, Jim Wood- monsee, Pat Tucker, Jock Corty, Ralph Virden, Collene Young, Alton Ramsey, Carol Kubby, Jim Gillespie, and Kothy Steorman. As we took off for Hawaii, we looked out over the sparkling blue ocean. We sow Joyce Steffen hanging five, .and Linda Buchanan and Paul Pierceoll riding tandem. On the beach, carrying on his campaign to destroy all grease, was Mike Rutherford, and on the opposite side, fight- ing to destroy all surfers, was Gary Rubell. While our plane stopped to refuel, we decided to go to the luau of the village. At the luou were Mike Johnson, Dorothy Blue, Randy Kerr, and Barbara Schmidt. Shaking the grass skirts were Cheryl Hildebrondf, Nancy Krug, Shelby Kinkode, Kothy Thomas, and Kay De Wooy. The next day we wanted to see more of the island. Our guide Michele Felix showed us around to all the points of interest. At a pineapple plantation, the owner, Ron Jackson, and his w-ife Sally Dennis, introduced us to some of the pineapple pickers. We were very surprised to see Bob Foster in charge of the elevator. (Well, he wanted a good job!) Chief picker was Ron Anello and his co-climbers were Fred Lupo and Clinton Venoble. We were informed that if we visited the Secretary ' s Convention, we ' d see many many familiar faces. Sure enough, there were: Sherry Lam- bourne, Sandy Leventhol, Janice Weiner, Lynnda Nichols, Irene Burns, Bonnie Smith, Debby Saenz, Kothy Pryor, Janet Roder, Chris Yates, Mar- garet Ball, Sandy Hornyok, Karen Scott, Sandy Lebmon, Sandy Fanello, Linda Beaver, Gail Bergen, Joyce Swenson, Patty Weber, Vicki Sims, Carol Jenson, Sandy ladevaio, Debbie Ruffner, Lenore Queszodo, Sandy Sherwin, Donna Stivers, Chris Codenheod, Candy Allen, Jane Bell, Michele ' Powell, Cynthia Smedberg, Stephanie Solus, Becky Perrero, Col- leen Lutz, and Sherry Colmon. Hawaii honors the President of the United States, Rita Broyles, as- sisted by her husband Tom Broyles, who carries his 300 high-powered rifle at his side and is protected by secret service men Dennis Boyde of the Navy, Stephen Davenport, Mark Adomson, Doug Haselbusch, Vince Comorilloof the USAF and Wayne Adelstein. Lynn Morrison didn ' t quite get to own Molibu, but she possesses o shock where Gory Witts is wav- ing to Rita ' s pediatrician Terry Carter, who sits anxiously on Steve Mieure ' s motor bike. Number one politician Joqueline Russo thanks the generous millionaires Doug Popay, Dennis Wilkerson, Dan Kospersno, Tedi Christy and Linda Mohlmeister, who contributed to the Interna- tional Sports Show. Steve Riser proudly takes the President and her husband in his Rolls Royce, given to him by playboy Chjjs Mnni£ield, given to him by Patti Lorio, given to her by Steve Mercier, and bought by our good ol ' friend Lillian Johnson, and paid for by Linda Soukenik, and she got the money from Sue Stodolall! Our next stop was the Orient. Terry Turley sped us in his cob to our ocean liner, operated by Stephen Moe, the fabulous ship builder. The captain, Ed Loshly, showed us the list of passengers which included Bradly Lane, South American witch doctor,- Dorothy Molinski, a distant relative of fipnt jp Paul MrCazin e : Wesley Roof, lifelong teenager; Ber- nice Gordon, Donna Hatch, Terrie McElroy, Daniel Jones, and Allan Silver. On the way, Danny O ' Rourke hod a heart attack. Nurses Kothy Conole, Mary Ann Kock, Linda Capps, Juliette Wolf, Jane Thompson, and Sonjo Johnson came to his rescue. After their treatment, he was transferred to the care of Julie Jordhol. Julie, a heart specialist, then rushed him to Diane Hatch, Shelby McKay, and Rick Dedrick. In Hong Kong, our welcoming committee was Barbara Ramos, Bill Vestak, Debby Rodberg, Allan Lewis, Bill Posh, and Kothy Holl. Mike Deoson drove our rickshaw to the nearest hotel, managed by Julie Camocho. Mary Ann Cartobruno and Maureen McAloney, two of our press agents, didn ' t hesitate to go to see the beauty college in Hong Kong, (for firsthand information to report to the U.S.). There we saw Linda ' Horr.s, hair expert; Sherry Allen, Karen Thomson, Jonito Meeker, Kristine Hill, ' Joan Ulrey, Sue Moore, and Alice Crawford. Julian Howe, Jeff Benes, Kothy Anderson, and Steve Sivley were in the art gallery in the next building. , , t ,i Because of our time limit for our cruise, we reluctantly left Hong Kong and soon were flying to that exciting country of Spam. As we flew across the ocean, our hostess Terri Gillespie told us some of the interesting spots in Spain and some of the things we ' d be doing. She told us to be sure and see the famous Flamenco Dancer, Scott Dovidge. As we landed at the airport, the spirit of Spain was all around us. Small boys tried to induce us to buy their wares for o few coins. All through the streets, there were flower vendors with their carts full of blooming flowers, and various other men selling baskets, handbags and ' Stopping at one of the food carts, we were amazed by a familiar looking couple. It took no time of all to recognize them as Marcia Hutton and Tony Ramos. They informed us that their wanderlust hodn t been cured even though they had been halfway around the world. We mode plans to go to the next bullfight with Julie Pendleton and John Hanneford It was surprising to see the beautiful architecture in both the old and new building. We soon learned that the famous team of architects, Craig Folher and Michael Fordice were responsible for many of the more modern buildings. , , , ii. Our hotel was just a short distance away, so we decided to walK and see some of the shops along the way. Looking in on one of the fashion shops, we sow Sue Jones taking inventory of her merchandise, much of which was about the same as we have in the U.S. In a butcher shop further on, Jerry Martin was chopping liver. His weory assistant at the de-feathering table was Robert Volpe. We finally reached the hotel and checked in. The bellboy was summoned and guess who it was? None other than Randy Carlson, a dilapidated athlete! As he hobbled up the stairs he ran into Becky Long who was on the arm of her millionaire lawyer husband, John Gray. When in Spain, the bullfights ore o definite must, so off we went. On the way we come to a movie location and decided to stop. Standing on a chair and pulling his peroxided hair out by the roots was director J Brown. It seems he-was trying to get the star of the movie, Anne Peterson, to do a scene right, and she wasn ' t cooperating. Driving on we finally come to the arena. We hod just time enough to get to our ' seats before the bullfighter was introd uced. After all that terrific build-up we nearly fell out of our seats when Chris Fairbanks came strolling out onto the arena. Fighting bravely, he chased the bull oil around the ring. He paused just once, to see the lovely senorito ■ Valerie Marshall throwing flowers to him. The fragrance of the flowers so overwhelmed the bull that Chris didn ' t even need the help of his stand-in Roger McCullough. We had an idea he was pretty relieved about It too. When the bullfight was over and we were leaving, we saw Paul Burch being hauled into jail because he disobeyed the rules and threw his seat pillow into the arena. It took all of Ronnie Jacques legal tricks to bail him out. , ., j «; . That finished our visit to Spain, so we headed to the Alps and West Germany. In our Hertz rent-a-car, with Pot Jennings driving we arrived at the Alps and stopped at Nomy lijima ' s own provote school with nriusic teacher Anne Anderson and staff administrators Steven Schmidt John Chosney Bobbie Burtoft, Marion Daufmon, Randy Morley Christina Hillerman and Linda Einboden. The school ' s doctor was Richard Toon, also o science professor, and the school ' s veterinarian was Chuck Corbin, who was now playing with bowling champion Allen Walker who was taking English from the English teacher. Sue Thomas, who at he moment was taking singing lessons from Barry Smith, supported by the music from Ray Lheureux s professional drum. , - , , Jocque Boird, on entertainer, then took us over to the sk, lodge whe r ;ri::7d sed a newspaper edited by Gary Kent. On the front page was Leslie Kramer, a well-known lawyer frorr, Alaska She was defending murderer Ric Walker, and Beotle eater Bill Smith, whose wirs beautician was Mie Boba and hoirdreliiT os Gloria Mul er We deciaed to tour West Germany another time, so we hebded for Alaska to ge, ne latest from Leslies cose in court. Electronic engineer Mike Heory piloted ' ' According ' °toTr ' iminologist Karen Shimizu, we hod three - ' i; , ' f- the trio! started, so we talked to |udge Dave Poulin for c. ' 1 ;« - f jury arrived. Seated in the jury were Linda Grey, a happy .■.ousewite; 41

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Mr. Kushners Homeroom WHO BROKE THE CAMERA! Miss Stofer ' s Homeroom 9nt AWMJ0 40 Social Arts Class Spring 1964

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ShqiQB— Schiinkiu., a privat e s ecxetpry,- Roger Drake, an air force pilot; Ronald Galbraith, a stock broker; Janice Melling, President of the Liz Crawford Women s Club; Walter Nochman, business executive; Pam Stines, a mother of four; and Linda Clark, champion swimmer; and Dave Rodrigues, an architect. In the front row were Rick Nemeth, a jazz artist; John Olesh, owner of the Pan Pacific Airline Hostess Club; Vicki Vines, Seventeen Mode l; ond Chris Meyers, a professional dancer. Witnesses were Henry Blehr, Carol Hostetter, Michael Pullen, Joe Rippinger, the Air Fort» pilot who flew in businessman Jim Cardwell; Solly Shook, tourisi; and Lane Sponoss. At the back of the court we listened to the session through Gory Milligans ear phones and sot on chairs imported by Ted Meyers from the laboratory of Susan Ellenberger, research scien- tist. Ra ndy Sienn sen. a doctor, ran outside the court just in time to catch Michael Johnson, forest tree climber. As he |umped from the tree he heard Johme Gillespie ' s call for everyone to see the International Sports Show, with seats reserved by tourist Christine Ballard. Just m time Pamela Fritz led the athletes to their places m the arena, assisted by their nurses and doctors. There were Carolyn Rejkonski, a nurse for water skier Julie Schiemer; Lynette Morris for baseball coach Chris Cruse; Dr. Steven Broner for Ed Nezni; Jeannine Jackson for swimmer James Wass; Gale Perry, Briant Collart and Cindy Rutherford for swimmer Linda Gordon. Joyce Pendleton and Jay Corbett for Gene Newman, football coach. By now Carol Campbell, police guard, dismissed the court, which was already outside. The arena was surrounded with such fans as Rondie Behling, a teacher; Jill Copeland, who warmed the Alaskan cold with her jazz music; Vicki Dolton, who announced each sport attraction; Don McKay, a wood shop teacher; Sharon Anton, a graduate from Porter; and Jerry Wohlmeier, a famous plumber. Kathy Lynch was with her husband cheering with a friend, Ray Comeau, who was with a group of hoppily married people. Among the group were Janice Matti- son, Virginia Meixner, Diana Alder, still troubled in Spanish; Cynthia Smith, Don Pettit, Bob Nethery, Vicky Regenbogen, Wayne Warmuth, Ken Carlson, Martha Fernandez, Marti Steelman, with her many loves; Darlene Gray, handsome Mike Thompson, and rocket engineer Dorwm Reeves. At the entrance gate Kathy Wilmoth ' s bond, headed by Kathy Steb- bins, was playing with jazz singer Larry Larson and tuba player Randy Dixon. At the flute was Minerva Rodriguez, at the oboe was Pam Droney, and Sharyl Swink was their advertising artist. The snow was beginning to fall in our Alaskan sports arena, and we crossed the straits by famous Rick Black ' s flying machine. Some of us went on Richard Former s steam locomotive, and Jim Econ took us to Nino Fortunato ' s Happy Home Hotel in Russia, where famed astronaut Mike Gonsor was having his jet cleaned out by homemaker Connie Jewett. Marcia Learner owned the farm land in bock of the hotel where we stayed. Kathy Klemm showed us to our rooms, and as we walked by the rooms, we saw Rick Fain, peace maker; Cheryl Kraft, a good Americon; and Chris Palm, U.S. foreign correspondent, walking the halls. Monica Devener is a happily married wife who has her money in a bank in the U.S. with banker Bruce Barnhouse. Debbie Eggor and Carole Sorg have a profitable organization in Russia with Chuck Davis and Don- ald Miod. It seems that they have a car stylist with them, who is Ron Jensen, also the stylist of John Newmans car, which was welded by John Ruse. At the door of the hotel stands military sergeant Tim Andrew. He was standing watch for Richard Harris, famous mechanic, and Jim Lemus, draftsman for the hotel. In a quiet corner Cheryl Matthiesen worked on some new formula for actress Virginia Tonkin. She also needed o tran- quilizer for Rick McCusker, famous millionaire playboy dentist. Finally we got to our room and found it occupied by another report- er, Mark Shipper, who was with fashion designer, Elizabeth Girtmon; baseball player Pot Connoly; Joe Corrales, teacher; and Dennis Mc- Croskey, a water skier. Mark was busy, so the hotel ' s architect, Doug Hobson, and Bob Sheffield suggested we take our trip to West Germany now. John Ferguson told us the weather was not good enough for surfing in G rmany, so Joy Peckinpough would have to find something else to do. Electronics engineer Craig Coston look us to Bonn, West Germany, by way of Dan Ritkes ' new scientific balloon, where we landed at the Science Convention managed by Jay Rankin. The building was plastered by Dave Dayton and the architectural structure was done by Robin Leon. Steve Emerson was an honored guest because he was a professor to some of the scientists. Some of the more famous were Leonardo Kahn; Susan Scott, who is not exactly a scientist but praised for contributing to Larry Sterner in the way of being a man; Jane Fisher, who is training for a trip to the moon; and Timothy Boskerville, a chemist. There also was Jim Hoyt, a biologist. He was looking for a cure for cancer, but found one for the common cold instead; Brenda Gruhot, Randy Miller, quite well known, who wonted to see a germ; Gregory Sulier, powerful scientist, is exploding with eagerness to introduce us to a physicist, Eugene Akuta- gowa, and Ronald Hauss, a biochemist, and a graduate from junior high, Jim Hronos. jFinolly!) In another port of the Science Convention building there was a gym ■ ' .Here gym teachers Gwen Werfield and Ree Hedrick were teaching : ysical training to Bart Altman, Mike Brisson, Matt Pitsch, Ron Ganger, : 1-3 Longhofer, Marcia Miletich, scientist Tony Zajicek, Air Force general Adomar and Donna Okerblom, a famous space-age model. Jim Fla- ■; , tourist of the world, was learning weight lifting. With him was .r Gar Eurich, Bob Borkin. Ken Looks and Ken Lorenze were in the care of Bob Coleman, a doctor, after their exercises. Flying South after the convention, we headed toward Brazil. Because of our ravishing appetites, we once again stopped to eat. Eating Brazil nuts and fried grasshoppers and ants were June Grossi, housewife; Dorryl Bornett, scientist; Susonne Corey, millionairess; Garry Tourtillotte, fireman; Marcia Giurlom, model; Kelly McLin, a famous song leader, ond Scott McCloin, a teacher. Watching with a sick green, but envious, look were Gilbert Manriquez, Danny Larson, engineer; Debby Blevans, a child psychologist; and Kathie O ' Neill, a world-wide traveler. Looking into the kitchen, we saw some chefs at work. They were Dale Head, Manuel Guerra, Phil Farris, the bankrupt lawyer Martha Golvan, and Mark Berry. Doing what he always wanted, Jim Offield was teaching Virginia Paleno how to de-leg frogs. Penny Campbell, a good friend of ours, went for a ride in the country. When she returned she told us she had seen Mary Bickley and Pat Dooner separating the dork, rich coffee beans from the shriveled green ones. Two men were busily talking about how a commercial artist, Pat Marchione, and a rich playboy, Danny Demeroy, could start a new kind of night club in Brazil. The first man to ever land on the moon, Jackie Scissors, was at Brazil ' s airport waiting to give us on interview. He said that one girl and one boy ore being trained for separate flights to the moon. They ore Barbara Weimers and Bill Lewis. Thanking Jackie for the interview, we headed toward the center of the city. At the corner of Carlson Avenue and Reilly Lane, we sow Lon Schwoeble, o policeman, giving Ernest Steward (a truck driver) a parking ticket. That billionaire with the portable algebra tutor. Lorry Abbotts, had a splitting toothache, caused by a pure gold filling, and had his tooth pulled by Jim Larson, who prefers the old primitive piyer method. The dentist was assisted by Margaret Nitta, who likes to be in people ' s mouths. Taking the USS BROWN back to New York, we sow Cmdy Shirk and Wally Dutton climbing the S tatue of Liberty. Leaning too far over the rim of the boat were Sandro Nelson, Richard Person, Virginia English and Barbara Susong, who fell overboard. Hurrying to the Wexler Plaza where there was an AMA conference being held, we sow m the crowds of the subway, David Harriett, Larry Tucker, Alan Silver, and David Anderson, all engineers who didn ' t pass their first doss, but made the second. At the AMA conference were many people. Margaret Brye, Elliott Grey, Gene Borrelli, and Jeff Kinsello were the rich doctors, dentists, and vets leading the convention. Melissa Deegon, Pulitzer Prize winner, is now taking us to the Em- pire State Building where Larry Sterner is observed sitting on the flog pole. Evelyn Martinez, beautician, nearly flipped her wig at seeing where Lorry was. Michael Larson and Bill Templen finished fixing the elevator when we stepped inside with Jean Lawrence, the electronic contractor, Danny Kiewert, and Keith Fogg, a surfer for from home. Stephen Baker, a lawyer who was already inside, pressed the wrong button when Karen Elliot distracted his attention from pressing the right button. It didn ' t move up one inch. We were stuck in the elevator! Susan Chateloin, our happy mortician, was at the time discussing what the latest interiors of coffins were like with interior decorator Marcia Brandt. With all these people in the ele- vator, there was sure to be a carpenter among us. That was Kevin Remil- lard, who went to work with the aid of Mike Allen, mechanical engineer, to put hole through the door. With final push by Tim Boling, the hole went through, and Gary Stewart just happened to be at the door, in front of the hole, when Tim bumped into him as he come flying out. Lory Kuhl, flight engineer, no- ticed the gracefulness of Tim ' s flight, as Glynne Taylor, baseball player, caught him before he knocked into Tom Storli. Lawyer Lynn Chose, watched in case anything unlawful happened. We hod enough physical strain in the elevator, so we left for our press office back home, deciding on a quiet stopover at Yellowstone No tionol Park. Coming m toward the main gate, the toll guard, Chris Fairboirn, told us about the rules. Going on a little farther we came across the first geyser. At the geyser were Sue Spriestersboch, a successful teacher; John Fuhrmon, a man who tokes care of the bears; John Moshier, an astro- naut; Dan Noel, a scientist; and Reese Sorenson, o policeman. We finally decided to leave the geyser and drive on our way. Going on a little far- ther we saw Bruce Royal having on argument with his wife, Gail Rosen- berg. Before we knew it we hod arrived at Old Faithful. There were many sightseers oil around, so we decided to interview some of them and see what they thought of Yellowstone National Pork. Scott Lowry said that he thought geysers were not as good as vol- canoes. David Lloyd said he thought the trees were ugly. Allan Engelhard had no comment. We now had our interviews and drove through Yellow- stone to the exit. We saw the guards who were on duty, Kothryn Mc- Nees, who checked our cor, and Pot Mitchell who checked for smuggled jewels. We continued our drive and were almost out of the woods when a policeman. Glen Geattee, stopped us to ask if we had seen a wild bear. We said ' no ' and were quietly leaving when the bear saw us! After a frontic escape, we boarded our jet for home. Our stewardess Trudy Olins is telling us about some of the famous people who have mode it to the moon. Carmen Schelb is one of the first lady astronauts. We ore coming into the airport and Paul Gutsholl, a school teacher, is walking up to greet us. Now we call for a taxi and our driver, Anthony Kobala, drives us to the press office. We finish our business and all go our own ways. This whole story just goes to show you it ' s a small world, isn ' t it???