Linda Newhouse:  

CLASS OF 1975
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Castro valley, CA
Arcata, CA
Castro valley, CA
Castro valley, CA
Oakland, CA

Linda's Story

Not much to remember me by from high school. I sang in choir my first couple of years, then it conflicted with math and I took math instead. As an adult I have sought out and sung with community choirs where ever I have lived. I used to do my math homework at lunch with Terry Terzian and Gerald SooHoo. We'd almost get kicked out of the library for being too loud when we were arguing over a problem. I was in Girl Scouts and went backpacking and canoeing with them. I was also in Boy Scouts - Explorers, a co-ed troop. A couple of my favorite memories from High School are that in our last semester, we voted a non-existent person in for class president. Thank-you whoever got that write-in going and to whoever it was that asked me to write him in at the ballot box. The administration was not amused. My other favorite memory was the day none of us went to Calculus class, because we didn't like the substitute. Nothing was ever said about that. Since then, I have a very eclectic resume. I never really found my niche. I was a Physicist at a company called Measurex in Cupertino; studied massage in Portland, Oregon, but never got a business going; was a teacher's aide for handicapped kids in Humboldt County, CA; and worked for Social Services - Welfare, also in Humboldt County. Now I am retired and on disability. My college career and majors jumped around too. I started out wanting to be an architect, but couldn't get admitted to any programs. I got accepted at Berkeley to study forestry but, I ended up at Chabot Junior College to study civil engineering. I got admitted to Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo for upper division work, but had decided that engineering wasn't for me. I ended up attending Humboldt State U, because my best friend was there. I fell in love with it when I visited her. At Humboldt I studied oceanography and physics. While working as a physicist for 7 years I decide it wasn't where my talents lay. From there I went to Graduate School at Oregon State University in Corvallis, OR - to study math. Dropped out the beginning of my second year. While I was always good at math, theoretical math and proofs were beyond me. In a complete switch of directions I attended massage school. Getting undressed for class was definitely a new experience. Massage was something I was good at and enjoyed. However, getting a business going is not one of my talents. That is when I started working as an Instructional Aide with handicapped kids. I really enjoyed working with the kids, but did not enjoy being an aide. I would have preferred being the teacher, but didn't want to get a teaching credential. I wasn't making a living as an aide - my debt kept increasing. So, as usual when things weren't working out, I decided to go back to school to get a degree so I could get a job that paid better. I ended up at Humboldt State again for Graduate School. I studied counseling psychology. I really like psychology. I took all my classes, but never did my thesis. Writing was never one of my strong points. I find it very tedious, and I am very very slow at it. After that was when I started working for Social Services, granting Welfare. I enjoyed this job. I spent half my day interviewing clients and the other half on the computer entering data and determining who was eligible. This had a nice balance to it. I think doing either part all day, every day, would have become boring. What I didn't like was the agency I worked for. It was very rigid and militaristic in the way it was run. This is definitely not my style and was not a good fit for me. After about 5 years, by mutual agreement I resigned (rather than being fired). I was renting a room from an older woman at the time - a good friend's mother-in-law. She was happy to have me home full time, so I was available to take her to doctor's appointments and so she wasn't alone. I called an ambulance and took her to the Emergency Room, many times. She died at the age of 89. Her children sold the house and I had to move. I had taken my retirement when I turned fifty and was getting the grand total of $300 a month. That was f...Expand for more
ine because I had stopped paying rent and I got food-stamps. When I had to move, I obviously couldn't afford rent anywhere. I had looked for a job after Social Services, but had not landed one. My solution was to buy an old U-haul truck that I could fit most of my stuff in, including my king size bed. I lived in the truck for about 6 months. The hardest part about being homeless is finding a place to park overnight. Both Eureka and Arcata have ordinances against that. It is interesting that there is really kind of a homeless community. I met some really nice people. The guys always kept an eye out for the women, to help us out if needed. My advice for anyone who becomes homeless is get rid of your stuff and find as small of a vehicle as you can fit in. Paying for gas and driving around and trying to park at the post office is very difficult in a big truck. The other interesting thing about being homeless is that the post office won't rent you a PO Box unless you have an address - so. I lied and used my old address. Finding a place to shower was the other problem with being homeless. In a larger area, there might be truck-stops with showers, but here the only truck stop didn't have showers. The homeless agency couldn't afford the water bill if they offered showers. I finally applied for disability and was granted it almost immediately - a very unusual occurrence. This enabled me to rent a room again. I am still living there. I live in a large 4 bedroom apartment in a small room. The primary renters, sub-rent 3 of the bedrooms. I have 5 housemates that are good people. There has been quite a flow of people through here. A couple of them we had to call the cops on. The best one was a guy who was never here, because he always stayed at his girl friend's. I am enjoying my retirement. I spend almost all my time on my computer. I read a lot and work on my family-tree. My mom's father's family goes back to 1662 when they arrived in America. That part of the tree is pretty easy to trace as there are only two men that came over and took that last name (van Meter(en)). There are a few more that have come here since then. My dad's family is much more difficult. He was adopted. His adoptive family is fairly easy to trace, However, his birth parents are much more difficult. About 10 years ago, Canada finally opened their adoption records. His father denied paternity. My father was named after him (his adoptive parents changed his name). His father went as far as to name his first son, from a later marriage, the same name. My dad was finally able to get in contact with his step-siblings. My father looks almost exactly like his father, more-so than his two other son's that don't really look like him. His birth mother was married a few times and I haven't been able to determine her maiden name. I've rattled on enough about that. I can bore you with this subject for a very long time. I was able to do some traveling in my younger days. I spent about a month backpacking around Austria with my sister - that was a couple of years after High School. I went to Hawaii with a friend from college, whose parents live there. It was a great trip and the weather was wonderful at Christmas time. The ocean water is lukewarm. I had fun snorkeling and swimming at the beach. I spent 6 weeks driving alone to Alaska and back. Unfortunately I hit a wet gray summer and I missed a college friend who was working away from home while I was there. I have been to Canada a few times to visit relatives in Saskatchewan (where my parents were born). Other than that my trips have been closer to home. I've been to Arizona a few times to visit one of my sisters. I've also been to Nevada to visit my other sister. I learned to cross-country ski with a couple of friends who convinced me to ski 4 miles into a cabin near Sequoia National Park. It took us forever because I hadn't learned to glide yet. I more or less was walking on my skis. We did that a couple of years. As you can tell from this, like most people, I've had some bad times and some good times. Now, I am very much enjoying not working.
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