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July 17, 2007 (Tuesday)

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She Would Ride the Last Two Blocks of the Grand Floral Parade Each Year

Ever since I can remember, my father took my little brother Ryan and me to the Rose Festival's Grand Floral Parade. For me, the most exciting thing to see besides all the horses and floats, was hopping on the side rail of my Grandma and Grandpa Woolf's antique car when they drove it in the parade for many years.

My grandparents drove around all kinds of dignitaries -- Royal Rosarians, former Miss Oregons and the like.

I actually even got to be in the parade for the last 2 blocks, because I'd stand on the rail of my Grandparent's 1915 Overland.

At age 29, I rode in that same car to my wedding.

I've always taken my daughter to the parade, and this year I am taking my second daughter for the first time. I was so sad when the Grand Floral Parade no longer wanted the antique cars to be a part of this magical day for the City of Portland. [For the Centennial Grand Floral Parade, a record number of vintage and antique cars made appearances.]

Thank you for the memories.

~Carmen Woolf Kaczmarczyk (Beaverton, Oregon)

July 16, 2007 (Monday)

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She Was on Franklin High School's Rose Festival Court in 1954

In times past, the Rose Festival Princess selection in the high schools was an honor and a time of celebration. [Each school would have a Rose Festival court, comprised of students who were competing to become the Princess representative.]

Janet Goodrich of Franklin high school in 1954
Pictured are Darlene Snodgrass, escort Peter Wiley, Janet Goodrich and escort Robert Hastings

This photo shows two of the members (including me) and their escorts from the Franklin high school Rose Festival court of 1954.

The affair was held in the bowl of Franklin high school. Court members were in gowns and escorts in white dinner jackets. At Franklin we were paraded around the bowl in new 1954 Ford convertibles.

~Janet K. (Goodrich) Hastings
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Her Mother Helped Her Become a Majorette and March in the Junior Parade

When I was a little girl I really wanted to be a majorette, so my mom signed me up with the Oregon Journal Juniors Majorettes.

We all practiced for months to prepare for the Junior Parade. It must have been close to fifty years ago! Our costumes were adorable, all special made including white boots with tassels.

We had clear ponchos in case it rained and it did. We all had real batons and when the music started suddenly we were Majorettes, marching in the Rose Festival's Junior Parade!

What a thrill!

Gloria Lohman is a marjorette!

It was such an honor and is a great memory. I think I trained and marched for at least three years. I still have one of my costumes packed away somewhere, and I beam all over thinking how lucky I was to have a mom who made me into a majorette -- even if only for a few years.

The memory will last for a lifetime!

Happy One Hundred years to Rose Festival.

Gloria (Lohman) Hammer (Lake Oswego, Oregon)
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A Jefferson High School Graduate, She Rode Her Horse in the 1954 Grand Floral Parade

It was 1954. Queen Jan Markstaller reigned and Roy Rogers and Dale Evans were Grand Marshals of the Grand Floral Parade. I graduated from Jefferson high school that year and rode my beautiful chestnut mare 'Palatine Co-ed' in the parade.

What a memory!

I wore a pale blue western outfit, trimmed in pale pink lace that had been custom made for a beautiful rodeo queen from Portland -- and an earlier Jefferson graduate -- Beverly Owens.

We both kept our horses at the Columbia Hunt Club on Hayden Island, where there were 2500 acres of riding trails, an indoor arena and a pack of foxhounds, used for the occasional fox hunt.

~Phyllis Caine Moretz
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Her Mom is an Unofficial Rosarian Who Loves Portland

In the early 1970's, Mom would load my brother and I in the stroller and
head downtown for the Grand Floral Parade.

One year a float lost its steering and almost hit me. It was very exciting! Mom is an unofficial Royal Rosarian, always reminding us of how great Portland is. She always wanted to live in Portland since she was a little girl in Ontario, Oregon. Once she got here, she never wanted to live anywhere else. We have scoured the counties together looking for the Rose Medallion and learned more trivia in the process. Mom's a walking example of the 'Pride of Portland.'

~Jolene Hustead

July 13, 2007 (Friday)

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She Was Junior Queen in 1972

"'Love is ...' a little word that is easy to spell..." -- so began my speech as I tried out for Junior Rose Festival Princess. It was 1972, and as an eight-year-old I didn't fully comprehend what my Grandmother and Aunt were getting me into. Together they wrote my simple speech, with 'Love is' as the main topic -- as that was the Rose Festival theme that year.

I sat with 117 other girls in the auditorium of Roosevelt high school on March 28, 1972. We'd go on stage holding paper plates with numbers printed on them and answer various questions.

After whittling the girls down to six, we were finally asked to give our speeches and answer some impromptu questions, such as 'Who would you invite to dinner, and why?'

Simple enough, right? Well, yes! Until that moment when I realized I was the last girl standing on stage -- frozen in the spotlight -- grasping my white paper plate.

I glanced to my left to get reassurance from the girl next to me and realized she had been escorted off the stage. So I did what any normal eight-year-old would do -- I kicked up my heels and ran off the stage!

Later my mom told me she knew I'd lost, but that was okay. But she didn't know that the judges felt this was exactly what any normal little girl would do, too. When they announced my name as the winner, no one was more surprised than me! So began my memorable journey as a member of the 1972 Rose Festival Junior Court.

Seven other girls were named Junior Princesses throughout the city. When we all met our 'sisterhood' was immediate.

We attended photo shoots, meetings with Women Leagues and appearances at banks.

Finally there was the Junior Queen selection at Grant high school. I gave the same speech as before, but this time while wearing a custom-made princess dress and doing a curtsey that we'd all carefully practiced for weeks.

I waved at my grandmother from the stage -- and even winked at my mom. Once again Mom thought I probably wouldn't win, due to both my waving and winking. But when my name was announced as Queen, I decided they really liked little girls to act naturally -- to wave, wink and run off stages!

I'll never forget that night or the headline the next morning: "She’s 9 on Wednesday!"

Julie in the newspaper in 1972

What a birthday gift! The whirlwind continued with more appearances, a David Cassidy concert were we even got to meet him, lunch with Bob Hazen (President of the Benjamin Franklin Bank), and being in both the Junior Parade and Grand Floral Parade.

One memory that's vivid in my mind is walking through a mall one day, turning the corner and seeing my picture on the cover of the Sunday Oregonian -- they gave our court a lot of press! It was pretty surreal for a nine-year-old.

I'll always treasure these recollections. My children all get a kick out of my many scrapbooks from that summer -- and seeing Mom in a crown and gown.

Julie with daughter Rachel in 2006

It's fun to get these scrapbooks out thirty-five years later and relish in the memories of the best summer of my life –- the 1972 Rose Festival!

~Julie (Sinovic) Herbert (1972 Junior Queen)
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She Met Her Future Husband While Serving as a Navy Hostess in 1988

The Rose Festival has always been an important part of our family. My Mother took part in the Grand Floral Parade as a baton twirler for Newberg high school in the 1950's, and we always attended events during the festival.

In 1988, I was a Rose Festival Hostess and attended various Navy dances. There I met Arthur Lamarche, a Petty Office on the USS Chandler, during the Blue Jacket Ball. It changed my whole life! I moved to San Diego and we got married. For the next 15 years we traveled around the country as he completed his Navy career.

We moved back to Oregon in July of 2003, and now take our daughter to Rose Festival events every year.

The Rose Festival will always be part of our family. We have great memories!

~LeAnn Lamarche
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She Was a Golf Ambassador for the Rose Festival

I was honored to be born to Edwin George Hesse and Geraldine Thompson Hesse at Emanuel Hospital in beautiful Portland, Oregon on July 27, 1943. I later became a Rose Festival Golf Ambassador.

When I was five years old I rode my tricycle in the Junior Parade, representing Woodbury's and Company, and decorated by company employees. My father worked for Woodbury and Company of Portland, Oregon for nearly 50 years!

When I was eitht or nine years old, I was a baton twirler in the Rose Festival for Kellogg grade school. I still have pictures of the baton twirlers and the tricycle somewhere among all my photos.

My Mother took part during Rose Festival marching with The DAR (Daughter of The American Revolutions) in the Grand Floral Parade.

Then we moved to Beaverton, Oregon and my Beaverton Job's Daughters group decorated floats every year from 1956 through 1961. My father, Edwin George Hesse (a WW II veteran) is still living, 94 years young! He's now in Tucson, Arizona. He used to own and run the Hesse Farms in Beaverton, Oregon. My Mother is buried at Riverview Abbey with all the wonderful old Portland, Oregon families.

I loved the Grand Floral Parade then and still do, even though I now live in Las Vegas. At present I'm up on the Longbeach Peninsula for a couple of months. I married Kenneth C. Strait, Sr., a World War II veteran who fought with General Patton and used to march in many parades.

Congratulations! 100 years, WOW! Thanks to the Rose Festival for these memories. God bless you all with continued success and a wonderful parade. We will be trying to attend this one.

~Beverly (Bev) Ann Strait (Hesse-Locke-Kostelnock-McCallister-Strait), former Golf Ambassador
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She Was a Junior Court Flower Girl in 1950

I was a Flower Girl to the Junior Rose Festival Princess back in 1950, when I was 3 1/2 years old. There were two of us Flower Girls with Escorts, boys who were our same age.

I still have a picture of us bowing to the Junior Prince and Junior Princess that appeared in The Oregonian. It showed our little hoop skirts flipped up during our bows.

My Mother always said my bow was much prettier than the other little girl -- I was proud of that!

~Jeanne (Zugman) Hanson (Tigard, Oregon)

July 12, 2007 (Thursday)

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She and Her Family Have Been Involved in Many Parts of Rose Festival

I was born and raised in Portland, so the Rose Festival has always been a part of my life -- and later a part of the life of my family, too.

Like so many others, we had our favorite spot on Grand Avenue each year for viewing the Grand Floral Parade. We lived on the East side, and would usually walk down to our spot. After the parade, my two cousins and I would go home and set up wagons, bicycles, tricycles, draping them with blankets, flowers and any other decoration we could muster. Then we'd ride parade-style around the block, waving our best elbow-elbow-wrist-wrist waves!

In 1948 when I was eight years old, I was selected to represent Buckman Elementary as their candidate for Junior Princess. Our family didn't have much money, but I remember my auntie buying me the most beautiful ruffled party dress I ever owned!

I was quite shy in those days, and I was so surprised that the little girl who won wore a very ordinary blue dress! I learned then it was about personality -- and not about ruffles!

When I was a young mother, my children would participate in the Junior Parade. One year my daughter rode a float, while my four-year-old son dressed in his clown outfit from Halloween and pulled a homemade 'cage' behind his decorated big wheel that housed a teddy bear. It had a sign that read, 'Dear Mom and Dad -- I've left home and joined the circus.' He won an honorable mention -- and his Dad had sunburned 'grid' marks on his feet as his reward for walking alongside him.

Later in 1985, my youngest daughter was in the final ten for our district for Junior Princess -- a wonderful experience for her.

Now we find a spot downtown and take our grandchildren to view the Grand Floral Parade -- and still enjoy it as much as ever!

We're looking forward to this 100th anniversary and are so proud that the
tradition continues.

~Dona Jennison (Clackamas, Oregon)

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