And Happy Birthday, Neal Hershenson!
SAY CHEESE! Here's Neal in our Ceralbus who was voted Best Smile along with Kathleen Bryan.
May you both have a have a great day and a great year!
Friday, November 27, 2009
More November Birthdays!
Happy Birthday, Karen (Lundigan) Panich!
And Happy Birthday, Neal Hershenson!
SAY CHEESE! Here's Neal in our Ceralbus who was voted Best Smile along with Kathleen Bryan.
May you both have a have a great day and a great year!
And Happy Birthday, Neal Hershenson!
SAY CHEESE! Here's Neal in our Ceralbus who was voted Best Smile along with Kathleen Bryan.
May you both have a have a great day and a great year!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Comparing the 2009 and 1972 Football Games
The Big Game lacks the pageantry of years ago
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November 18, 2009
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By Joyce Rudolph
Standing on Memorial Field Friday night watching The Big Game with my classmates and former Burbank High School football stars, we reminisced about the last time we were all together in the stadium. We couldn’t help but notice the lack of excitement and revelry we remember from that great 1972 season.
Leo Orange, Mick Flavin, Bruce Smentek, Frank Baldino, Fred Hodges and Mario Perez from the championship team of 1972 were huddled on the right side of the field near the goal post. They were excited about the upcoming transformation of the football stadium and several said after 66 years, it’s definitely time for a facelift.
But we all couldn’t help but notice the lack of songs we remember the band used to play throughout the game to get the guys fired up. Gone were ”Go, go go, go you Mighty Bulldogs,” “Fight for Burbank” and “Budweiser” to name a beloved few.
And, when the band went out onto the field, there were no baton or flag twirlers or drill team members galantly marching behind them in snappy royal blue uniforms and dazzling white pomm-pomms. And the cheerleaders pomm-pomms are barely larger than the girls’ hands now. They didn’t even bring them to cheer the guys on at the end of the field when a touchdown was scored.
Probably the most astonishing change was the band not playing the school’s song “Hail Burbank High School.” Instead, the football team did a choreographed hiphop-inspired drill with chanting.
Sadly, this isn’t the pageantry I remember.
The818Now
November 18, 2009
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By Joyce Rudolph
Standing on Memorial Field Friday night watching The Big Game with my classmates and former Burbank High School football stars, we reminisced about the last time we were all together in the stadium. We couldn’t help but notice the lack of excitement and revelry we remember from that great 1972 season.
Leo Orange, Mick Flavin, Bruce Smentek, Frank Baldino, Fred Hodges and Mario Perez from the championship team of 1972 were huddled on the right side of the field near the goal post. They were excited about the upcoming transformation of the football stadium and several said after 66 years, it’s definitely time for a facelift.
But we all couldn’t help but notice the lack of songs we remember the band used to play throughout the game to get the guys fired up. Gone were ”Go, go go, go you Mighty Bulldogs,” “Fight for Burbank” and “Budweiser” to name a beloved few.
And, when the band went out onto the field, there were no baton or flag twirlers or drill team members galantly marching behind them in snappy royal blue uniforms and dazzling white pomm-pomms. And the cheerleaders pomm-pomms are barely larger than the girls’ hands now. They didn’t even bring them to cheer the guys on at the end of the field when a touchdown was scored.
Probably the most astonishing change was the band not playing the school’s song “Hail Burbank High School.” Instead, the football team did a choreographed hiphop-inspired drill with chanting.
Sadly, this isn’t the pageantry I remember.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Happy Birthday, Donna (Luce) Neitman!
Today is YOUR DAY, Donna, and may it be full of joy, love and peace!!!
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Happy Big Six OHHHH to Pat Fligg!
Pat along with Ken Powers, Tim Thomas and John Ferguson were honored at Burbank High's Centennial last year!
Monday, November 16, 2009
Thanksgiving... Dave LeSueur Style!
Thanks Dave - lol!!
The True Meaning of Thanksgiving
by David LeSueur
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Every year about this time I like to remind my family of the True Meaning of Thanksgiving. No, I am not talking about the Pilgrims and the Indians in the 17 th Century. Rather, I am talking about a housewife and a milkman in Burbank, California in the 1960s.
Thanksgiving in Southern California does not feel like a Fall holiday. The temperature is more likely to be in the 80s than in the 50s. But I spent my childhood there and can attest that we had the same traditions as the rest of the country. For example, the day always began with my brothers and father sitting in front of the TV to watch the Lions play the Packers. When we were really young, after watching the game, we would put on our plastic football helmets and shoulder pads. Then we would throw the football around pretending we were Bill Wade and Jon Arnett and Del Shofner.
At some point we were old enough to play actual football games with other kids in the neighborhood. The street was our playing field and one year someone even painted little yard markers in it.The curb on either side was the out-of-bounds line, which meant the field was pretty narrow. Sometimes there was a car parked in the street and that made for some interesting play calls (Bill, you go down and out to the left, run around the blue car, jump over the bicycle, then go long - I'll fake it to you).
Mom's Thanksgiving Day was the same every year. She would get up at 4 am to put the turkey in the oven. She would go back to bed for a couple of hours, then get up again to start baking rolls, peeling potatoes and making the rest of the Thanksgiving meal. We usually ate at 3 or 4 in the afternoon, and then Mom and Dad and the other adults cleaned up the leftovers and did the dishes.
I never heard her complain about Thanksgiving. She genuinely liked cooking and all of the related work - except getting up at 4 a.m. "Can't you get someone else to get up and get the turkey started?" one of her friends asked. So one year she came up with a plan. She would prepare the turkey the night before, place it in the oven and set the oven to the right temperature. This was before oven timers so she still needed someone to get up and turn the oven on - a simple, but important task. We grew up watching Father Knows Best and Leave It To Beaver, so it is not surprising that she asked for help from the most dependable man she knew - our milkman.
There were four children in our family and we drank a lot of milk, so having a milkman was a necessary luxury. And our relationship with this particular milkman was such that he had a key to the house. Each Monday and Thursday, he came to the house early in the morning while we were all sleeping.He unlocked the door, brought the milk into the house, opened the refrigerator and put the milk inside. Since he was inside our kitchen at the right time of day, Mom thought he would be happy to help her on Thanksgiving morning. Mom wrote a note for him that said "Please turn on the oven. The temperature is already set." So that special Thanksgiving, Mom got to sleep in.
Over the years we have enhanced the story. The milkman didn't just turn the oven on, he got the turkey out of the refrigerator and placed it in the oven. In fact, he made the dressing and stuffed the turkey. And then he came back after dinner and helped us do the dishes!
This year I am thinking about having our grandchildren reenact the Festival of the Milkman. Matthew can dress up in white suit and a white hat and be the milkman. Trevor, Ryan and Sarah can pretend to sleep while the milkman walks up to the house with our milk, reaches into his pocket to get our key and then notices the note on the door. He reads it, unlocks the door and enters our house. He opens the refrigerator and places the milk inside.He walks past the kitchen table to the oven and dramatically turns it on. He leaves our house. Then our family wakes up to the wonderful smell of turkey. They come to the kitchen and are surprised to find the turkey cooking. The kids jump up and down with joy. Mom cries. It is a miracle.
The Thanksgiving Program will also give us a chance to explain to our grandchildren how dangerous it was to be a milkman. They drove in trucks with no seatbelts. They carried milk to each house (in breakable glass bottles) without wearing safety goggles or a helmet. They had no GPS to prevent them from getting lost, no cell phone to call for help in case of trouble.
It's amazing milkmen lived as long as they did.
David LeSueur lives with his wife Mary in Littleton, Colorado. Their milkman, who comes twice a week, does not have a key to their house.
The True Meaning of Thanksgiving
by David LeSueur
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Article Contributed on: 11/16/2009 3:51:12 PM
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Every year about this time I like to remind my family of the True Meaning of Thanksgiving. No, I am not talking about the Pilgrims and the Indians in the 17 th Century. Rather, I am talking about a housewife and a milkman in Burbank, California in the 1960s.
Thanksgiving in Southern California does not feel like a Fall holiday. The temperature is more likely to be in the 80s than in the 50s. But I spent my childhood there and can attest that we had the same traditions as the rest of the country. For example, the day always began with my brothers and father sitting in front of the TV to watch the Lions play the Packers. When we were really young, after watching the game, we would put on our plastic football helmets and shoulder pads. Then we would throw the football around pretending we were Bill Wade and Jon Arnett and Del Shofner.
At some point we were old enough to play actual football games with other kids in the neighborhood. The street was our playing field and one year someone even painted little yard markers in it.The curb on either side was the out-of-bounds line, which meant the field was pretty narrow. Sometimes there was a car parked in the street and that made for some interesting play calls (Bill, you go down and out to the left, run around the blue car, jump over the bicycle, then go long - I'll fake it to you).
Mom's Thanksgiving Day was the same every year. She would get up at 4 am to put the turkey in the oven. She would go back to bed for a couple of hours, then get up again to start baking rolls, peeling potatoes and making the rest of the Thanksgiving meal. We usually ate at 3 or 4 in the afternoon, and then Mom and Dad and the other adults cleaned up the leftovers and did the dishes.
I never heard her complain about Thanksgiving. She genuinely liked cooking and all of the related work - except getting up at 4 a.m. "Can't you get someone else to get up and get the turkey started?" one of her friends asked. So one year she came up with a plan. She would prepare the turkey the night before, place it in the oven and set the oven to the right temperature. This was before oven timers so she still needed someone to get up and turn the oven on - a simple, but important task. We grew up watching Father Knows Best and Leave It To Beaver, so it is not surprising that she asked for help from the most dependable man she knew - our milkman.
There were four children in our family and we drank a lot of milk, so having a milkman was a necessary luxury. And our relationship with this particular milkman was such that he had a key to the house. Each Monday and Thursday, he came to the house early in the morning while we were all sleeping.He unlocked the door, brought the milk into the house, opened the refrigerator and put the milk inside. Since he was inside our kitchen at the right time of day, Mom thought he would be happy to help her on Thanksgiving morning. Mom wrote a note for him that said "Please turn on the oven. The temperature is already set." So that special Thanksgiving, Mom got to sleep in.
Over the years we have enhanced the story. The milkman didn't just turn the oven on, he got the turkey out of the refrigerator and placed it in the oven. In fact, he made the dressing and stuffed the turkey. And then he came back after dinner and helped us do the dishes!
This year I am thinking about having our grandchildren reenact the Festival of the Milkman. Matthew can dress up in white suit and a white hat and be the milkman. Trevor, Ryan and Sarah can pretend to sleep while the milkman walks up to the house with our milk, reaches into his pocket to get our key and then notices the note on the door. He reads it, unlocks the door and enters our house. He opens the refrigerator and places the milk inside.He walks past the kitchen table to the oven and dramatically turns it on. He leaves our house. Then our family wakes up to the wonderful smell of turkey. They come to the kitchen and are surprised to find the turkey cooking. The kids jump up and down with joy. Mom cries. It is a miracle.
The Thanksgiving Program will also give us a chance to explain to our grandchildren how dangerous it was to be a milkman. They drove in trucks with no seatbelts. They carried milk to each house (in breakable glass bottles) without wearing safety goggles or a helmet. They had no GPS to prevent them from getting lost, no cell phone to call for help in case of trouble.
It's amazing milkmen lived as long as they did.
David LeSueur lives with his wife Mary in Littleton, Colorado. Their milkman, who comes twice a week, does not have a key to their house.
Happy BD to Ray Pearson!
Via Facebook, found another BHS alumni who hit 60 today. Hope it's a good one, Ray!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
"Bubank wins over Burroughs in the battle for burbank" Twitter
Congrats Bulldogs!!!
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November 14, 2009 UPDATE
Burbank fights its way past Burroughs
By Mark Dittmer Special to the Daily News
Updated: 11/14/2009 12:26:51 AM PST
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PREP FOOTBALL: Bethany, Seidler help Burbank lock up Pacific No. 1 seed.
After a hit like the one Sam Bethany absorbed as he crossed the goal line for Burbank High's first touchdown Friday night, taking the rest of the night off would be understandable.
Instead, he came back on the very next offensive series, using a diving catch to set up his second touchdown, giving Burbank the lead and the momentum going into halftime of what would be a 28-21 victory over its intra-city rivalry showdown against Burroughs High.
The victory secured a tie for first in the Pacific League, and guarantees Burbank goes in as the No. 1-seeded team.
On a night of bit hits, it was Burbank High linebacker Ryan Seidler who delivered the game's final one, sacking Burroughs quarterback Lucas Yanez in the final minute on fourth down to set off bedlam on the Burbank sideline as the Bulldogs celebrated their first win over the Indians since 2004.
"I'm just pretty shocked," said Seidler. "After I made that tackle, I didn't know what to think. I was going out of mind. I'm still out there."
There was plenty of time left for the momentum to change after Bethany's early heroics, and it did - the Indians recaptured it at times in the second half with a couple of big plays.
First, they tied it up when Justin Mayorga picked up a Colman fumble (on a botched handoff intended for Ulises Ochoa) and ran it into the end zone from 20 yards out to tie the game at 14 in the third quarter.
It happened again in the final seconds of the third quarter, when Burroughs running back Dalton Williams took one to the house. It was easy to overlook Williams' speed as he spent most of the game grinding out short gains in between tackles, but there was no mistaking it when he burst free on a sweep left for a 79-yard touchdown score that put Burroughs ahead 21-20.
But in each case, the Burbank offense responded. This was in large part thanks to Ochoa, a fast back in his own right.
Ochoa broke free for a 44-yard run after the Mayorga score that helped set up Burbank's third touchdown minutes later.
And it was also thanks to Bulldog wide receiver Jackson Diamond, whom Colman could seemingly always find when he needed a receiver - including on many plays where Colman seemed like he would be wrapped up for a loss; on many other plays when the Bulldogs (8-2, 6-1) needed a first down; and on two-point conversions (the receiver caught passes to score two of them).
"I'm so happy for everbody. This is something we've all dreamed of and worked toward since last season." Colman said.
Meanwhile, Seidler and the Bulldog defense held Burroughs (8-2, 6-1) to all of 11 yards passing, leaving Williams and the Indians running game attempting to win the game by themselves.
They almost managed it. Getting the ball back down 28-21 with 1:45 left to play, Williams carried four final times for 32 yards to advance past midfield - he finished with 217 yards on 29 carries. But when the Indians took to the air after that with less than a minute remaining, they were no more successful than they had been in the game's previous 47 minutes.
Burbank's first touchdown came on a 4th-and-goal option play on the Burroughs 1. Burbank quarterback Adam Colman made the toss to Bethany at the last possible minute, and the running back took a vicious hit from the Indians' Daniel Atlas as he crossed the goal line.
Atlas forced a fumble, but it came an instant after Bethany had crossed.
It was 7-6 Burroughs, after a missed Burbank PAT try.
The ensuing Burroughs drive went three-and-out and gave Burbank a chance to run its own two-minute drill. After a pass interference penalty put the ball near midfield, Colman threw a bomb down the left sideline that resulted in Bethany's driving catch and a 38-yard gain.
Three plays later, Colman found Bethany in the end zone on another fourth-and-goal play, this time on a pass in the left flat for a 7-yard touchdown score. A two-point conversion made it 14-7 Burbank at the half.
The Bulldogs bounced back after falling behind 7-0 to the Indians, who scored on the game's first possession.
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November 14, 2009 UPDATE
Burbank fights its way past Burroughs
By Mark Dittmer Special to the Daily News
Updated: 11/14/2009 12:26:51 AM PST
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PREP FOOTBALL: Bethany, Seidler help Burbank lock up Pacific No. 1 seed.
After a hit like the one Sam Bethany absorbed as he crossed the goal line for Burbank High's first touchdown Friday night, taking the rest of the night off would be understandable.
Instead, he came back on the very next offensive series, using a diving catch to set up his second touchdown, giving Burbank the lead and the momentum going into halftime of what would be a 28-21 victory over its intra-city rivalry showdown against Burroughs High.
The victory secured a tie for first in the Pacific League, and guarantees Burbank goes in as the No. 1-seeded team.
On a night of bit hits, it was Burbank High linebacker Ryan Seidler who delivered the game's final one, sacking Burroughs quarterback Lucas Yanez in the final minute on fourth down to set off bedlam on the Burbank sideline as the Bulldogs celebrated their first win over the Indians since 2004.
"I'm just pretty shocked," said Seidler. "After I made that tackle, I didn't know what to think. I was going out of mind. I'm still out there."
There was plenty of time left for the momentum to change after Bethany's early heroics, and it did - the Indians recaptured it at times in the second half with a couple of big plays.
First, they tied it up when Justin Mayorga picked up a Colman fumble (on a botched handoff intended for Ulises Ochoa) and ran it into the end zone from 20 yards out to tie the game at 14 in the third quarter.
It happened again in the final seconds of the third quarter, when Burroughs running back Dalton Williams took one to the house. It was easy to overlook Williams' speed as he spent most of the game grinding out short gains in between tackles, but there was no mistaking it when he burst free on a sweep left for a 79-yard touchdown score that put Burroughs ahead 21-20.
But in each case, the Burbank offense responded. This was in large part thanks to Ochoa, a fast back in his own right.
Ochoa broke free for a 44-yard run after the Mayorga score that helped set up Burbank's third touchdown minutes later.
And it was also thanks to Bulldog wide receiver Jackson Diamond, whom Colman could seemingly always find when he needed a receiver - including on many plays where Colman seemed like he would be wrapped up for a loss; on many other plays when the Bulldogs (8-2, 6-1) needed a first down; and on two-point conversions (the receiver caught passes to score two of them).
"I'm so happy for everbody. This is something we've all dreamed of and worked toward since last season." Colman said.
Meanwhile, Seidler and the Bulldog defense held Burroughs (8-2, 6-1) to all of 11 yards passing, leaving Williams and the Indians running game attempting to win the game by themselves.
They almost managed it. Getting the ball back down 28-21 with 1:45 left to play, Williams carried four final times for 32 yards to advance past midfield - he finished with 217 yards on 29 carries. But when the Indians took to the air after that with less than a minute remaining, they were no more successful than they had been in the game's previous 47 minutes.
Burbank's first touchdown came on a 4th-and-goal option play on the Burroughs 1. Burbank quarterback Adam Colman made the toss to Bethany at the last possible minute, and the running back took a vicious hit from the Indians' Daniel Atlas as he crossed the goal line.
Atlas forced a fumble, but it came an instant after Bethany had crossed.
It was 7-6 Burroughs, after a missed Burbank PAT try.
The ensuing Burroughs drive went three-and-out and gave Burbank a chance to run its own two-minute drill. After a pass interference penalty put the ball near midfield, Colman threw a bomb down the left sideline that resulted in Bethany's driving catch and a 38-yard gain.
Three plays later, Colman found Bethany in the end zone on another fourth-and-goal play, this time on a pass in the left flat for a 7-yard touchdown score. A two-point conversion made it 14-7 Burbank at the half.
The Bulldogs bounced back after falling behind 7-0 to the Indians, who scored on the game's first possession.
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Burbank Beats Burroughs 28-21 Win Pacific League Title
Last champs enjoy victory
Teams share league title
Teams have a field day
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