Hello, What a great website. Very exciting to have this information about Bremerton High Schools.
I graduated from East High in 1960, the first class to be there the first four years.
When I was a Junior and Senior, I was Coach Eathorne's basketball team secretary. It was one great honor to be working with him outside of his history class.
My job was to travel with the team, do the statistics, go to practices and be available to help Coach with whatever he needed.
Traveling those long distances on a bus filled with basketball players all dressed in their sport coats and nice slacks was quite an honor. There were only two girls on those trips. It was always quiet on the bus going to the games, but depending on the outcome of the game, it could be a very noisy bus returning to Bremerton. Of course it was great for me personally because my boyfriend was the Captain of the team during my senior year and we could sit together on the return trip!!!:)
I have remained friends with Coach Eathorne during all of these years. Many years ago he visited me at Beverly Hills High School where I taught for 30 years. I became a tennis coach and thank him for instilling the love of coaching that he always had no matter the win/lose record of his teams. He is an exceptional man who made learning interesting, had a tremendous sense of humor and always knew how to make each of us feel good. Great memories of our terrific class of 1960. Go Knights!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Pamela Ann Ball Carpenter - Class of 1973
One of the most vivid memories I have of high school was our return from the final basketball game of 1972. I was in the band and we all crammed into the gym at midnight after we got back. What an exciting place to be. I guess it goes to show that winning or losing isn't the most important in the long run. I didn't remember that we had lost that game until I read the
website. What I did remember was the great time we all had together rooting for our team.
I also have a memory of Les Eathorne that has always stuck with me. One weekend I and a few other girls were in the cafeteria decorating for one of the dances. Mr Eathorne came in and talked with us and asked if any of us were going to the dance. None of us were going and he seemed to genuinely care and was impressed that we would put so much work into something that we were not even attending.
Pamela Ann Ball Carpenter - Silverdale
website. What I did remember was the great time we all had together rooting for our team.
I also have a memory of Les Eathorne that has always stuck with me. One weekend I and a few other girls were in the cafeteria decorating for one of the dances. Mr Eathorne came in and talked with us and asked if any of us were going to the dance. None of us were going and he seemed to genuinely care and was impressed that we would put so much work into something that we were not even attending.
Pamela Ann Ball Carpenter - Silverdale
Monday, September 29, 2008
Mary Ann Sokolowsky Van Wagenen - Class of 1974
I grew up looking forward to the day when I would be an East High Knight. My older siblings had a great influence on my anticipation. Their participation in every aspect of East High including sports created an atmosphere in the Sokolowsky home of great pride for East High School. I was excited for the day when I would begin my own experience and it started as a freshman cheerleader.
I was proud to wear the cheer uniform and equally proud to cheer for our freshman basketball team. I can’t remember what our record was but it seems to me we won a lot of games. Many of them continued on to play all four years and although I didn’t continue on as a cheerleader, I did cheer them on from the stands. They simply were great guys and East High basketball contributed to that. Our friendships have continued and I respect them greatly. They were fun to watch on the basketball court and equally as fun to associate with off the court. East High basketball helped turned these young awkward boys who I knew from Dewey Jr. High, into outstanding men. They accomplished great things on the basketball court and in their own personal lives. I may not remember many of the details of the games, like my sister Virginia, but I do remember how it felt to be part of something as great as East High basketball.
I retired from being a cheerleader after my freshman year. I hung up the cheer uniform for that shiny, white, satin drill team uniform with the big black shield on the front. I gave up the sneakers for those sassy white boots with the big black tassels. And don’t forget the hat with the plume. I loved being in the drill team. It was a thrill to march in the parades and perform at halftime on the football field. But there was something special about performing during halftime at the basketball games. The gymnasium was always packed and everyone there cheered us on as well. It was an electrifying feeling and the enthusiasm the crowd had for the basketball game carried over to the halftime entertainment. Being a drill team member had its’ advantages. We were guaranteed entrance into the home games without having to arrive extra early just to make sure you could get in. Games were always a sell out.
East High basketball was memorable to me not only because of Coach Eathorne and his players but also because of the cheerleaders and pep band, the pep club and students, the parents and grand parents, and the traditions and school spirit. I too remember the hushed gym when the lights would go out and the introduction of the players. I also remember the well attended pep assemblies. We would sit together as a class and compete to see who could be the loudest at chanting, “We’ve got spirit yes we do, we’ve got spirit how ‘bout you”. We really meant it and this enthusiasm and spirit carried over to the basketball games as we competed with the opposing school in chanting that same cheer. We had a great feeling of pride for our school and for our basketball team. I also remember that at the assemblies our senior year the band would play “Jesus Christ Superstar” whenever Rick Walker would come onto the court. He was well known and respected for not only his superstardom as a basketball player but also for his own personal convictions. East High basketball had players with conviction. I feel lucky to have been a graduate of l974 and to have witnessed the l973-1974 back to back state championship games. These teams accomplished something amazing and I will never forget the thrill of watching it all happen. It was a memorable time to be a part of East High basketball. One I will never forget.
I do have one more memory. This will prove that coach Eathorne was right about Richard Arena being a lady’s man. We were playing at South Kitsap. I was a Jr. so it was l973. Some time during that game, Richard Arena was getting ready to inbound the ball from the sideline down by our student section. Before he put the ball in play, he turned around and was looking up into our section and he caught my eye and then mouthed the words, “will you go out with me tonight?” I remember saying “yes” and being quite shocked. He then said he would see me after the game. The whistle blew and the game continued. I had never been out with him before and I had no idea he was going to ask me out. He must have been pretty confident that I would say yes. I don’t know if Coach Eathorne ever knew what happened but I don’t think it would have surprised him. We went out that one time and I have never been asked out quite that again. Only Richard Arena, the lady’s man, could have pulled that one off.
Mary Ann Sokolowsky Van Wagenen
Salt Lake City, Utah
I was proud to wear the cheer uniform and equally proud to cheer for our freshman basketball team. I can’t remember what our record was but it seems to me we won a lot of games. Many of them continued on to play all four years and although I didn’t continue on as a cheerleader, I did cheer them on from the stands. They simply were great guys and East High basketball contributed to that. Our friendships have continued and I respect them greatly. They were fun to watch on the basketball court and equally as fun to associate with off the court. East High basketball helped turned these young awkward boys who I knew from Dewey Jr. High, into outstanding men. They accomplished great things on the basketball court and in their own personal lives. I may not remember many of the details of the games, like my sister Virginia, but I do remember how it felt to be part of something as great as East High basketball.
I retired from being a cheerleader after my freshman year. I hung up the cheer uniform for that shiny, white, satin drill team uniform with the big black shield on the front. I gave up the sneakers for those sassy white boots with the big black tassels. And don’t forget the hat with the plume. I loved being in the drill team. It was a thrill to march in the parades and perform at halftime on the football field. But there was something special about performing during halftime at the basketball games. The gymnasium was always packed and everyone there cheered us on as well. It was an electrifying feeling and the enthusiasm the crowd had for the basketball game carried over to the halftime entertainment. Being a drill team member had its’ advantages. We were guaranteed entrance into the home games without having to arrive extra early just to make sure you could get in. Games were always a sell out.
East High basketball was memorable to me not only because of Coach Eathorne and his players but also because of the cheerleaders and pep band, the pep club and students, the parents and grand parents, and the traditions and school spirit. I too remember the hushed gym when the lights would go out and the introduction of the players. I also remember the well attended pep assemblies. We would sit together as a class and compete to see who could be the loudest at chanting, “We’ve got spirit yes we do, we’ve got spirit how ‘bout you”. We really meant it and this enthusiasm and spirit carried over to the basketball games as we competed with the opposing school in chanting that same cheer. We had a great feeling of pride for our school and for our basketball team. I also remember that at the assemblies our senior year the band would play “Jesus Christ Superstar” whenever Rick Walker would come onto the court. He was well known and respected for not only his superstardom as a basketball player but also for his own personal convictions. East High basketball had players with conviction. I feel lucky to have been a graduate of l974 and to have witnessed the l973-1974 back to back state championship games. These teams accomplished something amazing and I will never forget the thrill of watching it all happen. It was a memorable time to be a part of East High basketball. One I will never forget.
I do have one more memory. This will prove that coach Eathorne was right about Richard Arena being a lady’s man. We were playing at South Kitsap. I was a Jr. so it was l973. Some time during that game, Richard Arena was getting ready to inbound the ball from the sideline down by our student section. Before he put the ball in play, he turned around and was looking up into our section and he caught my eye and then mouthed the words, “will you go out with me tonight?” I remember saying “yes” and being quite shocked. He then said he would see me after the game. The whistle blew and the game continued. I had never been out with him before and I had no idea he was going to ask me out. He must have been pretty confident that I would say yes. I don’t know if Coach Eathorne ever knew what happened but I don’t think it would have surprised him. We went out that one time and I have never been asked out quite that again. Only Richard Arena, the lady’s man, could have pulled that one off.
Mary Ann Sokolowsky Van Wagenen
Salt Lake City, Utah
Ted Bryan - Class 1979
I played a lot of basketball, for a lot of coaches, with a lot of players – but that year under Les was the absolute best. It was that year I learned, “By the rule.” A mainstay in my coaching playbook with our AAU teams here in Wenatchee. I can still hear Les calling it out, and the other coach being upset when we won the tip and scored. Always good to start a game up 2-0.Thank you.
Ted Bryan
Bremerton High ‘79
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Virginia Sokolowsky Toolson - Class of 1973
As a Varsity cheerleader for East High School for seasons 1971-1973, I have a different perspective of East High basketball than perhaps the players did. As a freshman cheerleader for the team that would eventually win the State Championship, I became spoiled to cheer for a winning team. The wins were one thing but beating almost every team by many points made it even more expected.
During my sophomore year (1971) I was privileged to be selected as a member of the varsity cheer squad. This was my first introduction to Coach Eathorne and his high expectations and standards. These standards carried over to the cheer squad as well. During warm ups the band would play and we would dance to the songs while the pep club would be chanting “Beat’em” or “Go East, beat West". The noise from the band and the crowd was exhilarating. This would go on until the introduction of the team. We loved the introduction of the team with the lights out and the Knight dressed in his armor. When the starters were introduced each received their own cheer. Then Mr. Stelson would announce, “Would the audience please stand for the National Anthem, Now sing it!” The memories of holding the flag and singing loudly the National Anthem still stays with me today. During away games we would stand and cheer right by the team. This would be the times we would get the full flavor of Coach Eathorne. He was intense in his instructions to the team yet he would always finish with an encouraging, “you can do this.”(Perhaps a bit more colorful words were used.) Sometimes he would motion to us to move away from the team a bit because we would start talking to the players. Some of our duties included, making run through signs, painting signs for the cafeteria, decorating the players’ homes, and once a year we would kidnap the team for breakfast. The first regional playoff game against Curtis was an eye opener. After being introduced the Curtis players would shoot a free throw and each ball would go in. Their fans packed the gym and wore decorated painters hats. We lost the game and Curtis went on to win the State Championship. We learned that we needed to step things up for the crowd during play off games.
Junior year (1972) had many moments to remember. Cheering at the old West High gym always was difficult because we had no room, but we were loud. That was one of the best things about being an East High Cheerleader; I always had a front row seat. Beating South by Richard Arena’s half court shot was unbelievable. The picture in the paper said it all, we were ecstatic. It was the first time that we had charged onto the court. Making it to Regional’s this time around the fans were prepared with a supply of painters hats (Parker Paints). Beating Curtis by one point was a surprise to everyone, especially arrogant Curtis. We never would have thought that the next weekend we would be in the UPS gym playing for State berths. We had a huge pep assembly that Friday. Team members from West and Central piled into my Corolla that I drove onto the gym floor. (I had to drive on black mats as not to mark the floor). They wished our team luck and told them to “Give them Hell”. (Back then, it was bold to say that in an assembly). The State game against Ellensburg was crazy. The crowd was huge and it seemed that the whole town was there. It was a disappointing loss but we loved our team. The team bus was met by over 100 cars. In the front of the Caravan was a fire engine and perched on top was Larry McDonald wearing the Knight armor. Inside the gym were about 1000 fans. The band played the fight song and we cheered for our team. We finally filed out of the gym about 12:15 a.m. During this year I was a class officer and Mr. Eathorne was our advisor. I got to know him on another level. He would tell us goofy stories and he never planned anything for us, he let us do the work. This proved to be a great training ground for my leadership the next year.
Senior year was met with great anticipation. I was selected to be the Head Cheerleader and we had a great squad. The Cheerleaders and the basketball players were all friends. I don’t remember anyone bad mouthing another team member, which I feel contributed to the success of the team. The team managers, Kurt Spitzer and Lynn Matz were every bit a part of the team as the players. I remember Coach Eathorne saying that he didn’t want to work them too hard for fear that he might ”Mess them up”. (They did look stylish in their wide bottom, plaid pants and wide ties.) Our pep assemblies were always attended by everyone. The competitions between the classes were fierce. It did seem that the seniors won most of them. At the beginning of the season the cheerleaders were allowed to ride the bus with the team for the Lincoln game. We sat in the front of the bus and had to look forward and not talk at all. I was amazed at how quiet it was. Lincoln was rated pretty high in the AAA polls. Our team really gave them a close game. We lost by 6 but Lincoln was very upset about how close it was. This was to be the only loss for our team. Lincoln’s administration had to escort all of us back to the bus. (It was pretty scary!) The team then started winning all the games by many points. As cheerleaders we then had to entertain the crowd. I remember when Port Angeles played us in our gym and how they stalled for over 3 minutes each time they got the ball. I loved it when Cliff McKenzie then stalled on them by holding the ball and yawning. During the second quarter we scored 2 points and Port Angeles scored 0. Our school had great school spirit and we would usually have a couple of buses full of students go to the away games. Of course the championship game was the ultimate game for all of us. I couldn’t watch the last minutes of the game; I turned around and hid my eyes. Larry Knapp and Rick Parker kept telling me to turn around but I didn’t and I never saw Richard Arena’s last shot go into the hoop. We went crazy with everyone kissing everyone. The caravan back to East was even longer than the previous year. Again we did cheers and the fight song. It was bitter sweet to think that my cheering at East High was over and I would not be wearing my uniform anymore. I still hold sweet memories of my years at East and even though it was 35 years ago that the Knights were the Champions, it seems just like yesterday. 1973 was also the year that Mr. Scheyer retired as the school Principal. Clifff McKenzie and I took the ferry over to Seattle to purchase a new sword for the Knight. The original sword was then given to Mr. Scheyer as a retirement gift from all the students that had the privilege of having him as our Principal.
Virginia Sokolowsky Toolson M.Ed.Clark County School District, Las Vegas, Nevada
During my sophomore year (1971) I was privileged to be selected as a member of the varsity cheer squad. This was my first introduction to Coach Eathorne and his high expectations and standards. These standards carried over to the cheer squad as well. During warm ups the band would play and we would dance to the songs while the pep club would be chanting “Beat’em” or “Go East, beat West". The noise from the band and the crowd was exhilarating. This would go on until the introduction of the team. We loved the introduction of the team with the lights out and the Knight dressed in his armor. When the starters were introduced each received their own cheer. Then Mr. Stelson would announce, “Would the audience please stand for the National Anthem, Now sing it!” The memories of holding the flag and singing loudly the National Anthem still stays with me today. During away games we would stand and cheer right by the team. This would be the times we would get the full flavor of Coach Eathorne. He was intense in his instructions to the team yet he would always finish with an encouraging, “you can do this.”(Perhaps a bit more colorful words were used.) Sometimes he would motion to us to move away from the team a bit because we would start talking to the players. Some of our duties included, making run through signs, painting signs for the cafeteria, decorating the players’ homes, and once a year we would kidnap the team for breakfast. The first regional playoff game against Curtis was an eye opener. After being introduced the Curtis players would shoot a free throw and each ball would go in. Their fans packed the gym and wore decorated painters hats. We lost the game and Curtis went on to win the State Championship. We learned that we needed to step things up for the crowd during play off games.
Junior year (1972) had many moments to remember. Cheering at the old West High gym always was difficult because we had no room, but we were loud. That was one of the best things about being an East High Cheerleader; I always had a front row seat. Beating South by Richard Arena’s half court shot was unbelievable. The picture in the paper said it all, we were ecstatic. It was the first time that we had charged onto the court. Making it to Regional’s this time around the fans were prepared with a supply of painters hats (Parker Paints). Beating Curtis by one point was a surprise to everyone, especially arrogant Curtis. We never would have thought that the next weekend we would be in the UPS gym playing for State berths. We had a huge pep assembly that Friday. Team members from West and Central piled into my Corolla that I drove onto the gym floor. (I had to drive on black mats as not to mark the floor). They wished our team luck and told them to “Give them Hell”. (Back then, it was bold to say that in an assembly). The State game against Ellensburg was crazy. The crowd was huge and it seemed that the whole town was there. It was a disappointing loss but we loved our team. The team bus was met by over 100 cars. In the front of the Caravan was a fire engine and perched on top was Larry McDonald wearing the Knight armor. Inside the gym were about 1000 fans. The band played the fight song and we cheered for our team. We finally filed out of the gym about 12:15 a.m. During this year I was a class officer and Mr. Eathorne was our advisor. I got to know him on another level. He would tell us goofy stories and he never planned anything for us, he let us do the work. This proved to be a great training ground for my leadership the next year.
Senior year was met with great anticipation. I was selected to be the Head Cheerleader and we had a great squad. The Cheerleaders and the basketball players were all friends. I don’t remember anyone bad mouthing another team member, which I feel contributed to the success of the team. The team managers, Kurt Spitzer and Lynn Matz were every bit a part of the team as the players. I remember Coach Eathorne saying that he didn’t want to work them too hard for fear that he might ”Mess them up”. (They did look stylish in their wide bottom, plaid pants and wide ties.) Our pep assemblies were always attended by everyone. The competitions between the classes were fierce. It did seem that the seniors won most of them. At the beginning of the season the cheerleaders were allowed to ride the bus with the team for the Lincoln game. We sat in the front of the bus and had to look forward and not talk at all. I was amazed at how quiet it was. Lincoln was rated pretty high in the AAA polls. Our team really gave them a close game. We lost by 6 but Lincoln was very upset about how close it was. This was to be the only loss for our team. Lincoln’s administration had to escort all of us back to the bus. (It was pretty scary!) The team then started winning all the games by many points. As cheerleaders we then had to entertain the crowd. I remember when Port Angeles played us in our gym and how they stalled for over 3 minutes each time they got the ball. I loved it when Cliff McKenzie then stalled on them by holding the ball and yawning. During the second quarter we scored 2 points and Port Angeles scored 0. Our school had great school spirit and we would usually have a couple of buses full of students go to the away games. Of course the championship game was the ultimate game for all of us. I couldn’t watch the last minutes of the game; I turned around and hid my eyes. Larry Knapp and Rick Parker kept telling me to turn around but I didn’t and I never saw Richard Arena’s last shot go into the hoop. We went crazy with everyone kissing everyone. The caravan back to East was even longer than the previous year. Again we did cheers and the fight song. It was bitter sweet to think that my cheering at East High was over and I would not be wearing my uniform anymore. I still hold sweet memories of my years at East and even though it was 35 years ago that the Knights were the Champions, it seems just like yesterday. 1973 was also the year that Mr. Scheyer retired as the school Principal. Clifff McKenzie and I took the ferry over to Seattle to purchase a new sword for the Knight. The original sword was then given to Mr. Scheyer as a retirement gift from all the students that had the privilege of having him as our Principal.
Virginia Sokolowsky Toolson M.Ed.Clark County School District, Las Vegas, Nevada
Monday, September 8, 2008
Bill Throm - Class of 1962
Do you all remember the unique way of introducing the starting line-up for all the home games? I sure do. All the lights would go out and then a spot light would shine down on the court. As the players names were given, they would run out to the center under the light. The reason I remember this so well is because I was operating the spot light. It was kind of a balancing act as I had little room to manuver up above the bleachers.
(Bill was the first one to operate the spot light and it continued thru Eathorne's tenure. He was a four year letterman in wrestling but loved basketball. Just too small! He was a back to back Goldenball All-star and played several years in city league. He played on Sunday afternoons at the school and during the summer at Lebo court where Les had a summer league.)
(Bill was the first one to operate the spot light and it continued thru Eathorne's tenure. He was a four year letterman in wrestling but loved basketball. Just too small! He was a back to back Goldenball All-star and played several years in city league. He played on Sunday afternoons at the school and during the summer at Lebo court where Les had a summer league.)
Friday, September 5, 2008
Robert Walker - Class of 1972
I did not attend any high school basketball games until after I graduated (1972). I finally went to a game during the 73-74 season and quickly became hooked on East High basketball. The fast and furious pace was fun to watch as were the expressions and animations of Coach Eathorne. The cheer leaders were pretty good too.
Our family lived on
The playoff game vs.
I wonder if that game was recorded on film?
I also wonder if Coach Danubio still has my “Handy”. The “Handy” was a requirement in his Woodshop class. It had to be made from wood and the main requirement was that it felt good to hold in your hand.
Robert Walker
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Keri Talbot - granddaughter
The picture you have on the Website, is definitely 'picture perfect' for my Grandfather. One of my fondest memories is when he came over to watch a high school basketball game in North Seattle. My father was the boy's basketball coach for Friday Harbor and I played on the girls team. We played before the boys game and my grandfather saw part of my game. I had one good assist, and happened to see him making this exact- motion with his hands. Makes me smile even today. Some of my favorite memories are watching him pace the sidelines at basketball games. When I think of high school basketball, Les Eathorne is definitely the forerunner of my thoughts. One of my boy's favorite places to visit, is Les' house and his basketball court.
Thanks,
Keri L.Talbott
AKA, Keri Eathorne
Thanks,
Keri L.Talbott
AKA, Keri Eathorne
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Rocky Botts
Didn't personally share in the wonders that revolved around "Knight Pride," but certainly was witness to the impact it had on the lives of many wonderful people who carried with them its indelible mark. So I guess that qualifies me. This is a great endeavor you guys have undertaken. Let me know if I can ever help you in any way.
Best regards, Rock
(Rocky played basketball for Wilson High School. He was the team mate of Brant Gibler and Rick Walker at the University of Puget Sound.)
Best regards, Rock
(Rocky played basketball for Wilson High School. He was the team mate of Brant Gibler and Rick Walker at the University of Puget Sound.)
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