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"THE GOLFER", Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953
an Average golfer... have "hot" days .... most on the
Have pulled "miracle" shots...just from being too dumb not to try... Have "broken" 100....on the ABOVE side in the early years
Received several Trophy's at Company's Crown Club...using the Callaway System... FOR THE WORST GOLFER AWARD ! Not many people check
the trophy's out up close,
but admire my trophy's from a distance. After a while, I'll bring one close enough to read so they can see "WORST" !
There are several trophy's for actually Winning something.... LOVE IT !
The most recent "BEST STORY" I lived thru is... in 2006. I'd belonged to Cranbury NJ Golf Club for a long time... I also was part of a foursome that we would rove here &
there to play... this
was after 2001...
I discovered THE most wonderful, less expensive, greatest prizes golf outing in Brigantine,
NJ...was on $65/player. Prizes were out of this world...mostly contributed by the Atlantic City Casino's... Trips for Two...Large Screen TV's...weekend stays in AC... scores of dining for four at AC restaurants ! It was SO GREAT ! The lowest achiever would get wonderful awards... We'd gone to this for 3 years when this incident happened.
We were going to play in this outing the next week...one of our group was having guests the next week & would be playing with them....SO...we only had a 3-some...but paid for 4....
I had just finished playing a round at Cranbury and had gone into their BOG BAR/Restaurant. No one was there but me. Then this young guy comes in and
is looking over his score card. I engaged him...found out he was
a Professional Caddy...visiting the area.. Asked him if he would
be available the day of our Outing in Brigantine. Told him all
about The Outing & our friend backing out...SLOT OPEN !
NO CHARGE! FREE MEAL! FREE RIDE! NEW VENUE GREAT GIFTS! He agreed to play.
Long Story Short --- We Won The Whole Tournament ! Our Score was 16 UNDER NET!
We got THE BIGGEST TROPHY...$300 per player...and prizes galore...we all passed on an Option for a 4 Day Trip to Arizona..as a group... This guy was SO Good! Knew we'd be in Good Shape right after playing our FIRST HOLE!..... This guy EAGLE'd the FIRST HOLE!
IT WAS SO GREAT! .... and all for $65 for each of us & our guest! WHAT A COUNTRY!
THE LORD HAS GUIDED MY LIFE.....EVEN WHEN I DIDN'T WANT TO GO A CERTAIN DIRECTION...
My wife, Billie, ALWAYS believed....and
FREELY SHARED her feelings...."He's (me) got True ESP..!! "
that many times during our marriage of my going against the "grain"....that changed our Live's...against her judgement in
many cases...she said... My answer was ALWAYS....I Listen to The Lord...!!!
The First time this became an issue
in our marriage was when we were living in Omaha in '63..in an Apartment. She was teaching..her 2nd
yr. My Sales were out the top...really good...We were feeling confident about Life.
We decided we should look at having
a new house...worked with the contractor...got around to the Signing of the Papers....We'd spent hours on all the details.....
Got to their office to sign.... Something Told me "NO"!!!
Don't do this. I didn't.....
Billie was SO PISSED !!!!
The NEXT Morning...The Very Next
Morning....my Corp. HQ called and said they were Transferring me to NYC !!
Things like that happened MANY TIMES
in our 54 years together.....
Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953, THAT'S
MY ANSWER......I'll stick by it...…
MY CONTRIBUTION FROM 1946
Speaking of CROSLEY....a Radio/Phono Co. in Cincinnati....
I still have a Crosley Tabletop Radio with papers
Received it at the Ames Theater,
N. Main St., Dayton, Ohio as The Community Citizen of the Month.
There were 5 "Recommended" Citizens for "Doing Good Deed's".....my Aunt, Lillian Sandifer Schultz,
submitted paperwork after hearing of my "Deed"... This event was held Between a Intermission of a Double Movie at this
Theater and broadcast on WING Radio. Each "Deed" submitted was read....then the 5 were Voted
on by the Audience thru Applause with the 5 standing on the stage.
My "Deed" was pulling a "little guy" from the BOTTOM of the pool at Philips Swimming Pool...he was laying on the
No one saw him in the Crowded Pool, even though there were life guards. The guards "pumped" him and resuscitated
That's my story..... Bill Sandifer
Alumni veteran story from Germany
Class president of 1953, Bill Sandifer, writes about his time in Germany in the 1950s.
While "convalescing" at Nuremberg Hospital, they put a walking cast on
me for my (skiing) broken ankle and gave me a day pass to "try-it-out"(the cast :) ) --- Well...in my investigating Nuremberg,
I found the most quaint bar with tables with umbrellas near the Nuremberg Moat (about 40' ft deep but no water)...Beautiful
Gardens.... I also "learned" to drink cognac & Coca-Cola...
both came in similar Coke size bottles....$9 for both. I enjoyed it too much.... had a couple reorders....
Long story short(ened). I fell over the wall of the Moat....Broke
my cast....nothing else....didn't even feel the fall.
They used a wench to raise me....where 2 MP's "helped" me and
were in the process of stashing me in the "International" Hotel...helping me thru the front door and would have been put up
by U.S.O. ( so they told me).
As we are walking thru the door.....I saw in the hotel a family
of SUPER SMALL Natives of S.E. Asia Folk walking toward us. NOBODY OVER 5 ft TALL !! I had a FLASHBACK of
my 4th grade geography lesson.....learning about the pygmies with blow guns.... I BEGAN YELLING THAT WE'RE BEING ATTACKED
BY A TRIBE OF PYGMIES WITH THEIR BLOW GUNS !!!! OMG!!! Those MP's got me out of there ASAP !! They took
me to one of the MP's Quarters and stashed me....they gave me a note about quartering at the MP Kaserne to give to the Hospital....who
probably had me down as being AWOL......again...
That was the last time I ever drank cognac & Coke....really
enjoyed it though..... Bill
An Exchange of Emails of Army Buddies
On July 3, 2018 at 1:33 AM Paul M wrote:
Hi Bill, (Bill Sandifer, NHS '53)
Man, I will be so glad when this heat is out of here. My 20 year old central A/C unit is really struggling
to keep up with these temperatures. It is 78 degrees right now in my bedroom. I checked the temp of the air coming out of
the vent in the dining room in the afternoon and it was 70 degrees. I called my A/C guy and he was going to come out tomorrow
morning but then I remembered that I have this thing with PECO that during peak draw times on the really hot days they can
shut down my compressor for a bit to ease the load on the electric grid so I guess that is why it wasn't cooling for a while.
I received an email from PECO to that effect. I checked later and the temp had gone down to 65 degrees but that lost
cooling time is hard to make up when it's this hot. Oh well, it's still better than the days when we were growing up without
A/C. I remember those sweltering nights with just an exhaust fan to draw air through the house. Still, it was better than
Enough complaining. Talk to you later. Stay cool. ~~~ Paul M
On July 3, 2018 at 7:16 AM WILLIAM SANDIFER wrote:
We didn't have A/C when I was growing up either...so we went thru the same issues as you in those days/nites.
I was about 10, my brother was 4, sister was born in '46, Mom was 28...Dad (WWI Vet) was 46 he was too old to go to WWII
We moved into a house in spring of '45 that had an unfinished attic...lots of room...a
window on each end...but just open rafters and no floor...just
open insulation. Dad put down raw plywood sheets...no insulation in the roof's joints or on the end walls...there was
no wall board on the vertical studs on the sides. Dad put up raw wall board boxing the space in...and got some old carpet
pieces to cover the floor. That's the way it was until I left and went to Army in '55. Summers were god awful
as were the ZERO nites. We'd leave the door open to the upstairs for some heat......we had a coal burner...and banked the
furnace every nite.
We had no bathroom....only
a commode in the basement...the
house did have a gas table top burner in the basement---which was used to heat water for washing clothes...we had no running
hot water....had to heat water for bathing in a big zinc tub in the kitchen...guess the stove was electric..hadn't thought
about that for a while. The house had 2 bedrooms on the main floor. Our Grandma (Mother's Mom from Mississippi)
slept in one the first
few years until she went back home...don't know why she went back whenever she did...she had no one down there...came back
within a year...I must have been 13 or so by that time....she was back in that bedroom from the 8th grade on... When
Dad died in March '55 Mom had insurance money and put in a bathroom in the 2nd bedroom. My sister was 9 and brother
15... I'd dropped out of college ...was working...as Mom had been for 10 years.
All my friends were being drafted and
I was getting nervous so I went to the Draft Board to see what my # was?...and when? etc. Well...they couldn't find
my card or any listing for me....go figure. Once that was found out they said probably in the Fall of '55. Well
I knew I didn't want to go to the infantry...so I joined up .... with guidance from the father of a girl I was dating at the
time....he was a General at WPAFB in Dayton. He gave me the MOS I should request...electronic counter measures...said
I'd always be in a Passive mode...which was fine with me. Then YOU KNOW THE REST OF THE STORY........(Paul & I had the same job in the Army Security
Agency & met at our Out-Post...Schneeberg, Germany...Nov.'57 - Sept.'58...we tracked Russian Electronic Signals...lived
on a Mtn w/20 other guys in Eastern Bavaria. Duty was SO GOOD...that site had a 90% re-enlistment rate...not me or Paul)
I really rambled ,,,,
sorry.... Just the Facts....
like you're going to survive this heat spell...
(which I appreciate) .......Bill S
From: Paul M
Date: July 3, 2018 at 10:48 PM
Subject: Too hot!
Wow Bill, ten years in that drafty attic! You were really "roughing it". I grew up in a three bedroom row house. On the
second floor my parents had the front bedroom, my four years younger sister had the back bedroom and I had the smaller, middle
bedroom. Between the front bedroom and my middle room was the bathroom containing a toilet, sink and bathtub/shower. We had
a coal furnace too with radiators in each room. Dad had to shake down the ashes and bank the furnace every night before bedtime.
We got a gas furnace around 1948 I guess it was, and that made things a lot easier for my father. Just set the thermostat
and forget it after that. We were able to get rid of the coal bin too and that's where my 4' X 8' HO model train layout went.
We had a nice sized living room/sun porch, dining room and kitchen and a nice basement large enough for a workbench for pop
and me and his little photo darkroom too. It was a nice neighborhood to grow up in and I had plenty of boys my age to play
the games of childhood with.
It was a hot one again today and the temp in the house went up to just
shy of 80 degrees. Still better than those hot days and nights in West Oak Lane in my boyhood days. PECO shut of our compressor
far a while again today so no cool air blows during that time. Then it's hard for the A/C to catch up back up.
There were two places
near here with fireworks shows tonight and
boy were they noisy. Our two dogs are coping with it better than I thought they would. It sounded like a blitzkrieg. Our former
Labrador Katie would have been a basket case.
had I had taken
my tests for the army I guess and a recruiter for the ASA called me and talked me into signing up for an extra year for "good
duty" in the ASA. I'm glad I did because I did get good duty; 27 months on Schneeberg, from November, 1957 to January,
1960. I'm still in touch with some of the German folks who are the children of the people I met at the Seehaus and of course
the two "girls" Pete Seifridsberger and I dated. They are 78 years old now. And my Schneeberg buddies, you, Pete, Bill Evans,
Gary Rogers, Ray Croel, and some others. Good people, all. I miss my buddy, Joe Mulligan who sadly departed this life in 2004
at the age of 69. Joe even hired me at a machine shop when I lost my job at the Philadelphia Evening Bulletin.
I worked there for two years before going to the print shop job in Phila. City Hall with a former Bulletin buddy. Joe was
the CEO of the new machine shop. A year after I left there he was let go and the company moved to North Carolina.
I always enjoy your stories,
whether they are about your Monarch Marking days, or your flying experiences or the army days. Keep 'em coming. I guess I
will survive this hot spell but I ain't liking it. Talk to you later. Stay cool Bill, ~~ your buddy, Paul M
4, 2018 at 9:47 PM wm nathan wrote:
Early 40s on a farm in Erath County, TX. At first we had neither a bathroom, electricity, nor
running water. Water at first was hauled up one bucket full at a time on a rope. Later we had a hand pump.
We thought we high class when we got electricity and my dad installed an electric pump. What a blessing that was.
Just turn on a faucet to re-fill the cow tank. One faucet in the house at the kitchen sink. Mom was really in heaven
when dad replaced the wood stove with a butane fueled stove. Summer laundry was done in the zinc tub heated by
a wood fire. Hated those baths in the same zinc tub during the winter next to the wood burning space heater. Back
side freezing the front side overheated. My sons still think I'm joking when I tell them I studied by kerosene
lamps. Insulation? That was the black stuff on the Romex wiring. Our house was called box construction.
No frame. Just 1 X 12 lumber with 1 X 4 slats to cover the joints. Cedar shingle roof which leaked when it started
raining. After a while the shingles would swell and stop leaking. At that point we would pick up the pans which
were catching the drips.
From Paul M to Bill Nathan about growing up in Texas in the '40's read on...not
Wow Bill, I lived in the lap of luxury compared to your
early days. Grew up in a Philadelphia row house, three bedrooms, bath, with hot and cold running water, tub/shower and flush
toilet. Coal furnace in the cellar which heated the whole house via radiators. I thought everybody had that stuff in the 1930s
and 40s. Boy, was I na´ve. Thanks for sharing. Bill Sandifer had a similar experience to you in some ways. Maybe he shared
that with you. ~~ Paul M.
a little slow in responding to your email due to The 4th etc...so
Relate to your "Life in the '40's"
... in my email shared....I wrote about the house
we moved into in the Spring of '45.....
Well....in the early '40's until '45....we lived in a
"cracker box" in Dayton, Ohio...about 3 miles away from
where we moved....Our life there was quite similar to your description if your place.
While all of these emails sound more than "primitive"
in the U.S.A. to a lot of folk....considering the general
"well-being" of the population now...I want you to understand the background of a lot of folk
living in Southern Ohio in the last days of the Great
Depression of the '30's. Most of this population were
from South of The Ohio River... KY, TN, WV, MS, AL... the majority of that Mass came out of desperation...and looking for a New
A "joke" I heard as I was growing up was: Many came by Railroad and the cars were packed...
train got to Dayton, the
conductor called out 'Dayton Ohio...Dayton, Ohio' ….Nobody moved ! They just sat there....the conductor then called out....
"All out for Delco Products, Frigidare,
Moraine Products, NCR...etc etc" EVERYBODY GOT UP AND RAN !
When they got there...they didn't have anything...the clothes on their back and a family...so
they just kept
alive for the first few years.....
That describes my family's plight....my Dad (when he finally settled down at 35) was a Share
Cropper in Mississippi
where he'd been born ....which he did for 3 years... Soooo...they "scratched" for a couple
years...then improved upon their "Start"...
That's about it.....Bill Sandifer
Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953
My 1st airplane ride was in June 1944.....8 yrs old (9 in Oct.) ... in
Vandalia, Ohio--- No. of Dayton.. now where the Dayton General Airport is...My Sunday School Teacher, Arnold Farren, was in
the Wartime Civil Air Patrol. He owned a (now Classic) Dark Red Stinson.....
a good pix...but all Red.
he had to do a "Patrol" Flight from Vandalia to Cincinnati & Back again landing at Lunkin Airport about 50 miles South
of Dayton...Arnold then flew a Pattern of Crisscrossing back to Dayton doing his "Inspection"...So Much Fun.. He and
I both had a pair of binoculars to use looking for "activity".... :)
was SERIOUS Stuff then.....
To A Classmate
September 16, 2017
Editor's note - Bill was president of his class, played sports, U.S. Army veteran and is a frequent contributor
to the NHS Alumni Bear Facts.
Well....as I recall....YOU lived on Gypsy
Dr....almost between N. Dixie and the 4-lane highway....that's about a mile S. of my street....Harding...4 N. of Maggie's
neighbor was Berlinger's ... they had a teen daughter (Julienne H.S. student) that came down with polio soon after we moved
there in May 1945. She spent at least 3 years in an Iron-Lung they had setup in their dining room.
Don't know how long her brother stayed home.....not too long...he got home about this time of
year and swoosh---he was gone....in that wonderful car.... a 1936 Cord Model 810 convertible Coupe in baby blue.
weren't in our area unless you came up to play with Maureen O'Connell (in our class) & her sister. Were there any
got a paper route deivering the Morning Journal.....began that in late August '45....they said I was the 1st one doing Home
Delivery....all by mail before. Had 28 customers beginning at Stop 8 road and went all the
way to The Bridge (N & S).........mostly straight down N. Dixie until I got past NHS and then
I'd go a few blocks right & left....UNTIL I got to Ridge Ave....then I followed Ridge almost to Triangle Park...half
of my customers were in that area. Most were really well off (compared to our family)-----Business
Owners in Dayton....Mr. Tarzinski was one that area., Jim Weikert's Father, Ward
who was a County Deputy Sheriff, was one on Ridge....
grew that paper route from 28 customers to 64 customers in early '47....The Circulation Mgr SPLIT my Route.......I CRIED FOR
3 DAYS !!!!!! ...all that work !!
thing happened 13 years later....when I interviewed for a Sales Position with Monarch Marking (where I retired after 40 years).
an initial interview...the Sales VP was doing a Q&A about my Sales experiences....anytime in my life....Of All the different
sales experiences you've
in OR business experiences......What ONE Memory was The Hardest for you to LIVE WITH...????
reply took him off guard...... I told him about Splitting my Paper Route with I was 11 years old and Crying For 3 Days...!!!!!!
laughed.....and his reply was..... WELL, IF WE HIRE YOU...I HOPE YOU'LL HAVE MANY SESSIONS OF 3 DAY CRYING SPELLS !!!!!!!
was Blessed with Success almost all of my 40 year career with Monarch. The Sales VP was the Son-in-Law of Monarch's
Founder and at
one time each year for my first 6 years (2 in Omaha Territory & 4 in Manhattan (NYC), Hal Shaw, the VP, ALWAYS would
tell that story
he would be introducing me on Annual Sales Achievement Meetings.
A Fathers Day Story
By Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953
Went to LA on Thursday...calling on my customers
who had Distribution Centers...particularly SAKS.
Met up with Harald Stavenas...my Sales Mgr.
Friday OJ was in the Bronco.......
Saturday a.m. Harald, (his wife- Carole) and I went to Palm
Carole asked me me what I'd be doing if I was home....?
"Probably going to a garage sale..., maybe we'll find one
in Palm Springs..?"
wasn't 5 minutes...outside of Palm Springs there was GARAGE SALE sign w/arrow.
She was reluctant at first, but we stopped....not a fancy
place...but found interesting items...
WHO CAN SAY THEY EVER BEEN TO A GARAGE SALE IN PALM SPRINGS
???????? WE DID !!!!!!
Took the Palm Springs Aerial Tramway...before
you get to the town....https://www.pstramway.com
Nite we attended a Retirement Surprise Party for our friend, Monarch West Coast Sales Mgr., Tom Schofield.
REASON FOR WRITING THIS FATHER'S DAY TALE ......
We were en-route to EWR (Newark NJ) at 45000 ft.
I was thumbing thru the airlines magazine scrutinizing the air-route map....and
where we were at that moment.
I could seen The Great Salt Lake out the window....and our future track
over Denver etc.
on me that we were tracking DIRECTLY OVER NEBRASKA.
with JET / Private Plane Air Routes on Aeronautical Charts and KNEW we would be DIRECTLY
IN-LAW's Home Town of York, Nebraska.
those telephone in the back of the head rest...thought I'd try a phone call...but it had to be timed right !!!!
Stewardess of my thought ....asked if the Flight Engineer could announce when we crossover into Nebraska.
me.....When her announced it, I began the phone connect attempt.....IT WORKED !!!!!
It was a
Clear, beautiful visibility day......I could see York, Nebr. .... I could see their street/house.......I got them on the phone!!!!
PEOPLE SITTING AROUND US HAD BEEN TOLD WHAT I WAS DOING.....THEY ALL YELLED .....
DAY DON..........FROM 45000 FT. !!!! WONDERFUL...!!!!
DOROTHY RAN OUT INTO THE STREET AND WAVED LIKE CRAZY AS WE FLEW ON !!!! IT WAS GREAT !!!!!!
Bill, What was your favorite muscle car?
have to think in terms of Generation Gap... :)
An first thought is the Rocket 88. Then the Olds 442....but that wasn't what was on the streets/tracks in my formative/H.S.
OR...what we thought about/worked on/played with.... or borrowed....
My 1st thought goes to the 1st car I drove...on my own...at age 13 (in'48)...stick
shift(on the floor)...'38 Chev sedan(my folks)
I'd watched Mom function....clutch..."H"
shift...brake...putting in gear when shutting down...arm signals...plus...
wanted GO on my own. I DID! ...even took my 9 yr old brother with me....Bob. We drove for at least 45 minutes...
All Over Northridge--the area just North of the Miami River going N on IR-75(which wasn't
there when I did this-all country)
My Dad always worked 3rd shift at Dayton Rubber Co.,
so he was asleep. No close calls...all went well.
At 14, my driving exposure changed a lot. Was hired as a farm worker by Fulton Farms. They had 80 acres of bottom
Frederick Pike, along the East
Bank of the Stillwater River. Bill Fulton was in our H.S. and I was a promising football player.
Got exposed to tractors, farm equipment and a 16 cylinder Chrysler Engine that ran their irrigation pump on the river.
Mr. Fulton Sr., 70 or so at the time, always had someone with the
engine when it was running. I pulled that duty often. So, I had exposure.
Another young guy that worked there lived just down the road...a straight road to the farm.
His Dad had restored a Model T Pickup.
It was gorgeous. He often would drive it
to the farm and give us all (about 5 guys) "hands on". What Fun !!
When I got to be 15 1/2 I committed to a 1936 Ford, 2 Dr Sedan....85 hp, stick shift for $125...sold it 1 month after
Had to save for schooling at Manchester College...tuition was $1000
for the year...took 2 jobs...carpenter's helper with a warehouse builder
Dayton Rubber Co.----B.G.Danis Co. from 7-4pm and at Gallagher's Drug Store from 6-10pm(McCook S/C) Not many dates that
summer...had to save every nickle. Had a great experience that summer as a bene from
the Drug Store Pharmacist....a middle age bachelor.
Learning of my self imposed discipline
that summer, he let me use his brand new '53 Red Buick Roadmaster Convertible every weekend.
was my muscle car at that stage .....sorry I expanded your question.....Bill Sandifer, NHS class of 1953
Billie & I were married 4/21/62...a Saturday...she was teaching at Corrigan
School in So. Omaha and had to be on the job on Monday.
We decided we'd do a Honeymoon
Trip after the school year....to The Black Hills of So. Dakota.
My Sales Territory for Monarch Marking had Rapid City, SD as the furthest northwestern town in my territory in the Black
Hills...and I hadn't been
there...sooo...our Honeymoon Trip was a Sales Trip.
There were no Interstates yet. We were gone 1 week on this Sales Trip.
The current pix above has a tree sitting next to a building...this was dubbed as "Billie's Tree" in Kimball, So.Dakota. I parked Billie in the shade under
this tree....while I made Cold Calls to see IF & How the 2 retail stores were marking their merchandise.... my product...price
marking machines & supplies for retailers. She had a book and was happy and comfortable. It
was a warm, sunshiny day...not overly hot. We were 25...young & anxious...
I "cased" the General Store first. The owner knew I was a salesman....wearing a
tie in the summer & a brief case...25 & a crew cut...fit the profile.
him I was going to call on the guy across the street about HIS Marking System but I was early. I was just wondering
how Others marked
their merchandise before I talked to the Drug Store about developing
a cost code system for his drugs & merchandise.
Well, he said, IF I have time..."give ME a briefing on merchandise marking & control". I told him fine....but
I may have to break away as I wanted to
see the guy across the street at the top of
the hour....we had 1/2 hour to go for that.(I'd never called on the guy across the street yet...BUT...I wanted "to
see him at the top of the hour) Long story short....I began an order for the 1st guy....didn't finish it as I
excused myself and to call on the guy across the
street as the guy at the first place
wanted me to be ON TIME....(my desire).
on the 2nd Store....Owner wanted to know what I was selling...Told him I was working with the guy across the street on a System
for Marking HIS Merchandise...but we had to take a Break....so...I had some time before we could finish...so, I just thought
I'd see How Your Drug Store was Marking YOUR merchandise...? i.e. cost codes & purchase date + Price....etc,
He decided HE wanted one also....so I wrote his order.....took it with me back to the FIRST GUY as I finished writing HIS
ORDER (MY 2nd ORDER IN KIMBALL, S.D.)....Told the First Guy about Billie sitting in the shade reading...2 1/2 hours had gone
Billie's Tree is STILL THERE....according
to the Chamber of Commerce's current Pix above.....
We had fun and a GOOD LIFE....!!!
Bill Sandifer NHS '53
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More from Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953
LET'S SEE WHAT WAS I DOING 4/8/59...??? I WAS 23...FREE, WHITE & SINGLE...
I WAS DRIVING A '55 CHEV CONVERTIBLE....BURNT ORANGE FRONT & SIDE PANELS / WHITE REAR TOP PANELS & REAR, WHITE
WALLS...LOVED THAT CAR.
AT THAT TIME I HAD BEEN WORKING IN DAYTON,
OH. FOR A FINANCE CO. FOR 6 MONTHS...GOOD GROUP TO WORK WITH & FOR....ACTIVE...DID VERY WELL.
ALMOST TOO WELL AS THEY WANTED ME TO MOVE TO COLUMBUS, OH., I DECLINED...THINK I WAS MAKING $75/WK...LOTS OF DATES...NO
INVOLVEMENT AT ALL...COULDN'T AFFORD CHEMICALS ETC., NO DARK ROOM/EQUIP.
STAYED WITH THAT CO. 'TILL JUNE '59. WENT TO WORK FOR MY UNCLE
AT THE STANDARD
AUTO PARTS CO. WHICH HE OWNED. I WAS A COUNTERMAN....PAY WENT TO $100/WK. MET AN OLDER H.S. FRIEND AT A PICNIC
SEPT. '59 WHO
WAS BUYING A 2-SEATER AIRPLANE...BOUGHT 1/3 SHARE IN THAT....$500 (MY SHARE)...TOOK FLYING LESSONS FOR $5/LESSON FROM AN AF CAPTAIN, WRIGHT-PATTERSON
AFB TEST PILOT...SOLO'd JAN. 3, 1960.
THEN IN SEPT. 1969 I MET A GUY WHILE BOWLING
HE ASKED ME IF I'D EVER THOUGHT ABOUT BEING
A TRAVELING SALESMAN.....TOLD ME AN EXCELLENT COMPANY IN EAST DAYTON (MONARCH MARKING) WAS LOOKING FOR SALES TRAINEE'S....THEY
HAD A 3 MONTH SALES/SERVICE TRAINING PROGRAM. HE ENCOURAGED ME TO "GO FOR AN INTERVIEW" AND LEARN WHAT MY STRENGTHS
/ WEAKNESSES WERE.
LONG STORY SHORT....MONARCH
MARKING HIRE DATE - NOV. 7th, 1960......HUNG IT UP SEPT. 7th, 2000.
GLAD THE LORD LED ME...GREAT LIFE !!!
GOOD ARMY SECURITY AGENCY FRIENDS FOREVER...GOOD MEMORIES - DISCHARGED OCT. 10, 1958
BILL SANDIFER........BAD AIBLING, GERMANY '56 - '57
SCHNEEBERG, GERMANY '57 - '58
From Bill Sandifer, NHS Class of 1953
I live in a Gated Community....lots of over-seeing from their Home Owners Association.
Great neighbors...WWII Vet / brought home war bride from
Both still mentally on THE edge of most everything.
Original Owners since '97.
Know how to bend
the rules re: landscaping in pursuit of bettering their place.
Did a Spring Cleanup. Within 10 days received a citation re landscaping modifications
on the BACK of their property. NO ONE IS EVER BACK THERE
! Who would know?
He was to pay a $25 fine for the infraction and "correct"
The ctation said
he'd "altered the Natural Habitat." He was directed to RESTORE IT !
He was called to the monthly HOA meeting to pay and give evidence of his restoration effort.
He had pix of before & after the "infraction".....They
looked EXACTLY the same.
They were going
to fine him another $25 for his "mocking" of their process..from seeing his pix.
They asked him if he'd like to say anything or just pay the $50 and leave ?
He had acquired receipts for plants, original vs. more
current version etc.
for the apparent "No Difference Showing in his Pix" was.....
He had 3 statements from local Plant Places....."We Do NOT SELL POISON IVY! "
The HOA dismissed the whole thing.... :)
Bill Sandifer, NHS Class of 1953
From Bill Sandifer, Class of 1953
When I was 10 years old I delivered the Dayton Morning Journal newspaper in my neighborhood.
I was doing collections and so I had to directly meet the homeowner.
I was really young and did whatever my customer asked. This "Old" Lady handed me her money and when I held my hand out for the money, she grabbed my hand, turned it over
and looked at my fingernails. She said I'm SO pleased you are coming to MY
house. Your hands are beautiful. You are going to have a wonderful
life. Your hands have the most perfect "moon" on each finger. You Are Blessed ! May I kiss each of your fingers? Which she did and every time I collected, she would kiss each of my fingers.
She must have been right. I've been Blessed all my LIFE !
From regular contributor, Bill Sandifer, class of
flying offering for the day (one special story/recall/memory)...A story within a story...
In the early years (mid- '60's), we'd moved from Nebraska to Long Island ('63)...couldn't
THEN...I hit upon a way I could afford it...an Addendum was added to the GI Bill Educational Program.
key was that you had to sign up with your goal to attain a "Commercial" Rating. Thus began my pursuit of happiness...again.
bought a share of a Luscombe 8A in '59 for $500(1/3)...so beautiful...got an Instructor (AF Captain at Wright-Patterson AFB).
had his plane based in New Carlisle, OH airport next to ours. He charged me $5/hr for full instruction and he was certified
a Civil Air (before FAA) Check Pilot....so....I could get everything from the same person...that eased the mental level...knowing
Capt. Adams was a wonderful friend/pilot/instructor/ teacher. The Luscombe 8A was a tricky plane to fly...a tail
Later found out the Luscombe 8A had a common reputation of difficult to master cross-wind landings....but
once mastered you were
just about guaranteed that you could pilot almost any similar small aircraft. I loved dealing
with the wind in landings...sometimes on
the approach I'd be SIDEWAYS (facing into the wind) until just (I mean seconds)
before I touched the ground.....you'd just
kick the down-wind rudder, keep the up-wind wing tucked into the wind and it
would be like MAGIC....you'd be on the ground.
Also in Country Flying (most places where Single Engine Land planes
go) it was more than helpful to learn how to handle Emergency Landings.
To that End...my instructor, Capt. Adams, would
have me create an Emergency and taught me how to Deal with it...Actually Do It !!!
We landed in fields...learned
how to deal with unlevel terrain...landing up-wind & down-wind...engine problems...slipping the airplane at altitude
try to put out an engine fire...learning how to "hop" over a fence if you see you're landing Short of the runway...fly it
into the ground at
full throttle...picking the right field, open area to put-it-down so you'd live and not kill someone...we
did all that...I practiced a lot on my own doing
the things he taught me...and over the years, it saved my "skin" more
than once....many other stories in the well.... ;)
With this as my background, in the mid-'60's, under the GI Bill,
I got my Commercial / Instrument Ticket...in getting all that I must have
totaled 125 hours by that time. I'd look
for any & all opportunities to get "stick time".
One comes to mind that was slightly different. I was flying
out of Farmingdale, NY's Zahn Airport--on the South Shore of Long Island...all rentals.
To get "stick time" you had to
be Checked Out in each type of Single Engine Aircraft you wanted to fly by an Instructor. Most times a guy mentally
his way UP THE LADDER of different Aircraft (features, power, avionics, range). Well, I deduced that to amass hours
and afford it, I'd
learn to fly the LEAST EXPENSIVE airplane Zahn's rented...and extend my alloted monies under the GI
authorized amount. SOOO...I began flying
Piper Cubs (J-3)...the Little Yellow Plane we've all seen pictures of....it
would be flying LOW and SLOW...but the time accumulation would occur better this way.
A Piper J-3 Cub
One event in that pursuit occurred that in hind-sight is notable and was fun & exciting in
My friend, John Harrington, now a retired college president in New England somewhere, kept saying he'd
love a "ride". We were young & foolish....why not?
I'd said to John...Bring a fishing line with you and we'll
try that when we get to Montauk.
Soooo...I get the Piper Cub and sign out for a 5 hour trip....about 100 miles one way...flying
there was fine(with the wind).
We got there in about an hour.
Coming Home was a whole different story. We
had a Head Wind of about 30 mph. The Cruise speed is around 75 mph. Well, with a headwind of 30 mph,
barely doing 45 mph ground speed.....Cars were passing us on the ground below. We were going so slow that I got the
wild ass idea that we could
drop down to just a few feet above the ocean on the South Shore and TROLL from the airplane....
We actually did that that for a few minutes...THEN....
after thinking it thru....what would happen IF we snagged anything...we
might be dragged DOWN into the ocean...OMG!! It was fun.
It took us 2:15 to get back to Zahn's....Safely Home.
One Heck of an Experience !!
We tried it for a few minutes
My First Job
My first job (9 yrs old - 1944) was at a Aldrich's Sunoco
Service Station at 2800 North Dixie Highway in Northridge, Dayton, Ohio.
oil bottles, washed windshields and rear windows, mirrors, emptied ashtrays, wet toweled dash board ------
free for customer, got tips plus $0.25 per hour!
Bought my 1st (almost new) Schwinn bicycle. It had knee action on
front wheel, chrome fender with streamlined
headlight on the front, chrome panel in middle of frame with a push button
horn, large bright leather seat with coiled springs on corners, and custom Schwinn reflector on rear fender, AND White Wall
Tires! Bought it from the gas station owner
for $25 and bought it on extended payments of $5 per week!
Schwinn Black Phantom
(This pix is of the exact bike I had...pix on internet say the one in this pix is from 1950...Mine was an Arnold Schwinn
“My new Phantom sure is a beauty. All the fellows say it’s the swellest
looking bike in town.” Sure is the swellest. Schwinn Phantoms
were the most bodacious, luxurious, and feature-filled bicycles on the road. There was the deluxe leather saddle, the
patented spring fork, built-in horn, streamlined tank, Schwinn fender lights and an automatic brake light,
an integrated lock.
ago, I found a replica of that bicycle in green...still have the replica...paid $25 for the replica! :)
Thanks for sharing and nudging me into remembering my first job & bicycle.
Bill Sandifer, NHS class of 1953
When Dayton was Home to the Gypsies
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|1955 Chevrolet BelAire and 1955 Ford Thunderbird
|Old Northridge High School
|NHS Alumni Car Show
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