Subject: FHS letter response
Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2006 02:48:16 +0000
Good to hear from you. It's been 40 years but it seems like yesterday sometimes, doesn't it. How are things with you? Hope you are doing well. I never forget the high school days - very fond memories - I enjoyed all my classmates and I wish everyone happiness.
I went on to college at University of N. Colorado and got a degree in Earth Science. However, after I got out, I was one of the people selected in the Vietnam war draft and ended up going over there. I served with an artillery platoon - we survived - quite an experience. I feel fortunate
that our unit wasn't involved in any significant fighting. We were located on a fire base on a hill north of Danang, Vietnam.
Anyway, after my tour of duty I went back to school and got a degree in Meteorology. I went into the Air Force (back in the military - something I didn't plan on doing after Vietnam).
I was assigned to an Air Base in California briefing pilots weather for their training missions.
Then I went to Germany - we briefed a lot of NATO commanders on weather impacts to their missions and exercises. Next, I went to Omaha, Nebraska and worked at the Air Force Global Weather Central helping put together weather maps, forecasting solar events ( flares, radio bursts, etc. ). I eventually worked in a computer section - it was hard for me - a lot of stress.
Anyway, I got out of the Air Force and got a job out here in California helping develop software for satellite meteorological sensors. From there I have been doing software maintenance and some development for DOD missle defense.
Oh yea, I just recently had a medical problem surface - nothing terrible - but a nuisance. I have this bladder problem where I am very sensitive to any acidic foods - which amounts to 80% of foods. Alcohol consumption is one of the things that drive me crazy. If I went out there I would
probably have to stay at a hotel - and avoid problematic foods. This getting older - medical problems seem to surface I guess. I had to cut back my work hours to 6 hours a day vs. 8 hours so I can get enough rest. I have to get up at night a lot.
Anyway, I thank you and the rest of the committee for organizing this event. I really feel I'm basically the same person as I was - just working like everyone to deal with the work world.
I think everyone in the class was an important person - I look forward to meeting everyone.
I tell you what - I'll try to make it, but I may have to negotiate myself around a lot of drinking, etc. I want you all to drink and be happy. I'll let you know more about my situation later.
Again, it's been nice to hear from you. I have often thought about a high school reunion and about everyone from those days. Just getting your letter - it's astounding!!
My new current address is ( just moved about 6 months ago ):
24505 Lowe Drive
p.s. It's too bad about deceased members. I'm glad you want to honor them.
I'm sure we'll all think we're in a time warp. We all remember each other as the way we were. I think, despite all our different paths taken in life, we are, deep inside, the nice young people we were back then.
I'm a lawyer, a father, a husband, and I travel from place to place, a lot. I am 57 and my hair has turned some distinguished shade of grey. Years ago I was told by my daughter I could no longer grow a beard like I did every winter, "because I don't want a Dad that old..." I live in Boulder, or near it, Vail and in Hawaii and D.C. and Holland, and sometimes Mexico. There are two children off at college, and an alien wife, which explains a lot of the travel. I like golf, still ski a lot, faster because of all the new technology, and golf, better because of all the new technology, and I like to work and play on the computer, better and faster because of all the new technology. Okay, that is my story and I am sticking to it for the moment.
How about you? What do you think about getting together sometime? Why did you decide to come to this Reunion? Why did you decide not to?
Let us know, at email@example.com
Took off to the north...went to Greeley, "The Union Colony", to practice law, while husband Jim Shaddock practiced Dentistry, even on weekends. Pam stayed involved in local and state pollitics, and Pam was elected in November 2003 to the Greeley City Council with over 50% of the vote, more than her three opponents combined. This photo is taken from the website of the Weld County Democrats, where Pam is First Vice Chair -- 12/01/05
This story came attached to an e-mail message addressed from a state west of here well known for its heretical religious cults. You may judge its veracity for yourself:
The events described occurred shortly after graduation and involve a
current gubernatorial candidate in the state of Colorado. The details can
be verified by Jim Docter or Pat Edwards and may affect your vote as they involve Congressman Beauprez’s assault in 1966 on a vehicle occupied by four young men.
On the night in question the three young Fairview graduates mentioned above had escorted their dates to a national gymnastics competition at the Air Force Academy. Sparing no expense they then entertained their dates at the Kings Food Host on 28th Street after arriving back in Boulder. As they were exiting the restaurant after feasting on cheese and tuna frenchees, a ‘53 yellow Chevy drove through the lot and the four young men in the car yelled several obscene comments at the couples. At Jim Docter’s suggestion but with Bob Beauprez’s full agreement chase was immediately given in the Docter family auto, a new Plymouth with a big V-8. South on 28th, left on Arapahoe then left again on 30th until the Chevy was finally caught at a stoplight behind the shopping center.
Jim, Bob (sounds like the Waltons, doesn’t it?) and Pat jumped from the car - well Pat didn’t jump - but Jim and Bob did and all three ran (again, not Pat) up to the yellow Chevy. As the three gathered by the driver’s door Jim suggested the driver roll down his window so the crude comments so offensive to their dates could be discussed. When he only cracked his window slightly Jim suggested Bob move to the opposite side of the vehicle in case any of them tried to escape which Bob promptly did.
Those of you who remember Jim in the hallways and locker rooms will remember he loved to do what was then referred to as “knuckle busting,” smashing your knuckles against the knuckles of any idiot who would go along with you.
When Jim couldn’t find someone to play his game he would smash his knuckles into any available locker. Lots of practice led to the culminating event of the evening.
When the light changed to green the driver attempted to roll up his window and drive off. Unthinkingly Jim used his perfected, knuckle-busting technique to “rap” the window. The response was that the window shattered.
Stunned Jim looked at his knuckles in wondering awe. Pat Edwards fell to ground in a fit of uncontrollable laughter and Bob stood blushing on the other side of the vehicle. Eventually Jim and Bob helped Pat up; they returned to their car and dates and sedately drove away from the scene while the ‘57 Chevy remained unmoving as its occupants sat in fear and dread. As far as is known none of three have ever made restitution for damages. Pat has repented of course and Jim moved out of state briefly and never returned to Boulder. Bob Beauprez’s aides are insisting this is a story cooked up by Pam Kerrigan Shaddock and her Democrat operatives.
Dave Adams may be able to shed additional light on the Congressman’s driving habits, especially on Flagstaff Mountain.
Hi its raining so I cant go fishing so I thought Id send you this picture to help explain my dilemma. We intend to be in Alaska this summer , now my oldest daughter works for alaska air so I could fly to denver pretty easy. but in checking my salmon run times I note the reunion is on the two peak days of the sockeye run, I thought I could fly between the run surges but that wont work because in checking the tide tables ( salmon run on the in tide) I find that the tides are at the same time as the 2 evening events, even computing the time differences. evenings don't matter because it stays light till midnight or so. There is however a short window there but I would have to come in waders and fishing vest smelling of fish and I don't know if I could pass the dress code. Also a question Ive sent a life history and a bunch of pictures etc I cant tell if you guys got them . oh well I bet you wish it would quit raining down here so I would go fishing and quit sending you stuff. Jim C
Name: Phil Rice
Here is the best I can do for a bio and picture. Sorry, I won't be able
to come to the reunion. Between us we have 4 parents in their 80's and
we just don't feel we can leave at this time. We hope you all have a
Just an explanation. I married Jerry Quist about 3 years out of high
school. As sometimes happens, we found that high school sweethearts
don't alway make good spouses. We divorced after 5 years. 4 years
later I married Bruce Petrarca, an engineer I met while I was working
for Mountain Bell. He worked at Storage Tech, but was born in Denver
and went to high school at Santa Maria Calif where he knew our own Jack
Meridith. In fact, at our 25th reunion in Calif, the two of them met
and had a lot of laughs about that. We have now been together for 31
years, married for 27. He was into aerospace and computers so we
traveled the US, he working for all of the big names in those
industries. We did east and West coasts. Ended in San Fernando Vally
where we decided to try a simpler life. Moved 13years ago to Scottsdale
AZ, the to Phoenix and now live in the winter in a "active adult
resort" called Pebblecreek, and in the summer in Munds Park, 17 mi.
south of Flagstaff AZ.
No children along the way, Italian Greyhounds instead, and lots of
hobbies and interests. I stayed in the corporate world, AT&T, American
Express and then my own consulting business in corporate training. When
I got an opportunity about 10 years ago to leave that rat race, I fell
back on my first love, Painting. the bio from my website covers that.
"Linda has been teaching most of her life. Early on, she taught snow
skiing to teenagers. She worked for several Bell System Companies
training customer service representatives. She established her own
business in Los Angeles teaching customer service concepts and computer
inventory control to employees from teenage to their sixties. When she
and husband Bruce became Scuba divers, they each earned their assistant
During her corporate years, painting, woodcarving, and ceramics were
welcome outlets from the working world. She is a demonstrator for Plaid
Corporation, the people who make so many of the most popular craft and
instructional lines. Linda took classes locally, and yearly attended
the annual convention of Decorative Painters in Las Vegas. During those
intensive week-long seminars, she began to acquire ideas, skills, and
surfaces to paint on. She was frustrated with the time required by
traditional decorative paintings: surface prep, pattern transfer,
painting, drying, painting, drying and finishing. She knew it didn't fit
well into her busy lifestyle, and was sure she wasn't the only one who
might be looking for some new techniques.
Enter Donna Dewberry's ONE Stroke painting system, which was being shown
at the conferences. Just as most people who watched as Donna created
beautiful work in a fraction of the time, using wet on wet, multiple
loaded acrylic techniques, Linda was hooked. In July of 1998 Linda
attended an instructor certification clinic taught by Donna in Chicago.
Linda passed her certification and became the first ONE Stroke Certified
Instructor (OSCI) in the state of Arizona. She is also a member of the
Society of Decorative Painters, the Stencil Artisans League, and a
member of the Arts and Crafts committee in PebbleCreek. In 1999, Linda
was the Chairman of the Fall Festival of the Arts in PebbleCreek. She
continues her work with the Arts & Crafts Committee and their festivals
With the influx of OSCIs due to the certification held in Phoenix in
January 2001, Linda has turned her attention from teaching to her wall
business. Lisa Ingraham, OSCI, and Linda have a wall and
furniture-decorating business called Paint YOUR Wagon. Through it, they
are available to paint murals, Trompe de l'oeil, and commissions of
decorative items. "
To bring things up to current, I am now, in addition to Paint YOUR
Wagon, the fulfillment and sales person for my husband's business
Litchfield Station. We provide and he installs the microchips etc
necessary for Model trains to have lights and sound and control. Far
from being the niche business we anticipated 5 years ago, it has grown
to international proportions and hence the need to employ me. Someday
soon we hope to get back to Scuba. We had opportunities to go all over
the world diving, and Bruce to study with some of the really great
underwater photographers in the business. Most of them are now dead or
not diving, and I am so glad he had the opportunity to work with them.
On the off chance you want to know much more than I have already talked
about, feel free to drop by websites: Paintyourwagon.org, Scubaphoto.
com and Litchfieldstation.org.
PS there is a picture on My Paintyourwagon website, but I don't seem to
be able to get it to move over here. Sorry, still not very computer
In our Sophomore Year, we elected R.D. Sahl as Class President.
In our Junior Year, we elected Ron Maulsby as Class President.
In our Senior Year, we elected Kelly Johnston as our Class President.
This is a story about Ron Maulsby. He didn't bring it to us. He never did talk about himself much...
Ron Maulsby --Superintendent of Elementary School Services Fort Collins, CO
Maulsby leaves behind many hats at CLPE
By Cherry Sokoloski North Forty News
Most school principals wear many hats ... but a clown wig, a dinosaur hat and a Christmas tree star? Ron Maulsby, who retires as principal of Cache La Poudre Elementary School this spring, has worn all of those and more.
"One of my beliefs is that it's good to have fun," Maulsby said. "If you're too serious all the time, it reduces your efficiency and productivity."
No problem at his school. Maulsby has hosted Super Bowl assemblies at the school and always leads the Halloween parade, dressed as anything from a pirate to a baby in diapers.
That sense of fun is part of what's made him popular with students and staff at CLPE. He was hired in 1983, his first principal position, and has never left. "When I came," Maulsby reflected, "I thought I would stay three to five years, but the staff kept asking for stability." There's so much change in education, he said, that stable leadership is a big plus.
"The thing that kept me here is the quality of the staff," Maulsby said. "I love working with teachers who love working with children. There's a nurturing, supportive, caring environment at this school. I will really miss that."
He also thinks the children of LaPorte are special. "They're as affectionate and appreciative as any kids I've known," he said. He'll miss the smiles and hugs from the children, as well as the cheers in the gym when he makes a basket at lunchtime.
He probably won't miss the dunk tank, however. Maulsby makes a point of providing incentives each year for the Bookworm Club, and several years back he said the students could dunk him if they reached their goal. They reached it, and they dunked him, but it was a cold, blustery day, and he turned blue before it was over. His other incentives have been humorous too, like kissing a pig or milking a goat.
Maulsby came to education a few years out of college. He was a business major at the University of Colorado and also played basketball for the Buffs. He admits basketball was his main interest in those years. As a principal, he has continued to be a team player, involving both staff and parents in decisions whenever possible.
Maulsby is proud of this inclusive approach at CLPE, one of the first schools in the district to form a school decision-making team. In 1986, Maulsby's leadership style and philosophy took a major turn when he learned how to involve stakeholders in the education process. As a result, the school has a climate that is supportive and open among both staff and parents. "A high level of trust has allowed us to try new things," Maulsby said.
Maulsby is also proud of the high level of education provided in reading, writing and math at CLPE. The new level of accountability in these subjects is a good thing, he said, but he does not believe schools should be punished or ranked by their results. Also, Maulsby said, it's unrealistic to expect the same achievement of all students. CLPE has always performed quite well on the CSAP tests, he noted, despite a student population that is very diverse economically.
Challenges facing schools in the future, according to Maulsby, include giving public schools the support they need, since most children are educated there, and attracting and keeping quality teachers and principals.
Maulsby, 56, doesn't plan to sit in a rocking chair once school is out. He has a real estate license and is training to be a life coach. Fellow golfers will see more of him, and he plans to travel and spend more time with his family. His wife, Sue, is an artist, and children Brooke and Reid work at Advanced Energy in Fort Collins.
Maulsby was hired by Poudre School District on his honeymoon, 28 years ago. The marriage with PSD has been a long one, and many will be sad to see it end.
The Bethlehem Lutheran Church in Kalispell has a staff of three, two ministers and a "Parish Worker". The church website describes...
the Parish Worker: Kathy Eff. A devoted member of Bethlehem since 1975, joined the staff in 1991. Kathy and her husband, Jim, married since 1969, have three grown sons.
The Bethlehem Lutheran Church website has a page of links placed there by the Assistant Minister. The warning above the hyperlinks is to the effect that some of the information to be found might be upsetting to some of the Members of the congregation, but it is offered in the hopes of opening minds to other ways of thinking. Kalispell is a lot like Boulder has been over the years. It seemed to me refreshing to see a church like the one Kathy works in looking at opening minds when so often we read about churches intent on closing them.
What I learned from Sports:
Your past achievements are less relevant than spoons
in a fork drawer.
What I Learned from people hunting for class reunions.
Everything from past achievements is totally relevant.
While it is hard to categorize the following, we found it on a website created by one of our classmates, and it just seems like something we ought to pass along....
"The snow goose need not bathe to make itself white. Neither need you do anything but be yourself." -Lao-Tse (author of the Tao Te Ching)
"Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else." - Judy Garland
"There is just one life for each of us: our own." - Euripides
"At bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time." - Friedrich Nietzsche
"You were born an original. Don't die a copy." - John Mason
"No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings." - William Blake
"What's a man's first duty? The answer's brief: To be himself." - Henrik Ibsen
Jack Vesey, as portrayed in Ski Magazine:
On January 14, 2006 , in reponse to Mitch writing a warning that he was going to send the Sheriff after people who did not respond, and then accusing them of being someone other than they claimed to be...we got a letter... from Stephanie Jacoletti, now Stepahnie Cunningham at firstname.lastname@example.org "I am who I am most of the time too - although I used to be Stephanie Jiacoletti. Very confusing. I'm living in Australia after having ridden my bike around the world in 2000. So I have been retired for about 6 years with some consulting here and there. Haven't decided if I'm coming to the reunion although I usually make one trip to the US a year to see grandsons. But it was good to hear from you, Mitch, and from Jody McCann." Stephanie
Bonn Rayer wrote to us on Dec. 29, 2005: I remember most of you from the last reunion when we met at my house formerly owned by my parents on Moorhead Ave Ave which I eventually sold! You have met my wife Lillian and since then we have moved up into the mountains to Conifer,CO and love living in a secluded area on 41/2 acres, but I am still cosmopolitan enough to need the big city for socialization in Littleton ( only 20 minutes down the mountain !!) I am simply self-employed with a Cleaning/Maintenance /Property Care Taking business of large estates . My main task is as a Facilities Coordinator of a local church and also partly involved with Foothills Bible Church in Littleton where I attend ! My wife and I finally became grandparents of a baby boy adopted from Russia as there were many years of frustration with Lillians two daughters in achieving parenthood !! I don't know what else to report to you accept I have had some medical set backs with Heart blockage, Kidney stones and a Diabetic shock ! WE ARE GETTING OLD......!!!!
Mitch or Georgia Lavelett
It is hard to know where to put this, but Carol Holland Smith considers this to be a useful religious lesson to pass on to the rest of us...
The Amish Elevator
An Amish boy and his father were in a mall. They were amazed by
almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls
that could move apart and then slide back together again.
The boy asked, "What is this Father?"
The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never
seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."
While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat,
old lady in a wheel chair moved up to the moving walls and pressed a
button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small
room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched the small circular
numbers above the walls light up sequentially. They continued to watch
until it reached the last number and then the numbers began to light in the
reverse order. Finally the walls opened up again and a gorgeous
24-year-old blonde stepped out.
The father said quietly to his son..."Go get your mother."
Mr. Lavelett gets credit for telling us about what dating was like just before the 60's started. This is called: Dating in 1957... Dating in 1957 It's the summer of 1957 and Harold goes to pick up his date, Peggy Sue. Harold's a pretty hip guy with his own car and a duck tail hairdo. When he goes to the front door, Peggy Sue's mother answers and invites him in. "Peggy Sue's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" she says. That's cool. Peggy Sue's mother asks Harold what they're planning to do. Harold replies politely that they will probably just go to the malt shop or to a drive-in movie. Peggy Sue's mother responds, "Why don't you kids go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it." Naturally this comes as quite a surprise to Harold and he says "Wha...aaat?" "Yeah," says Peggy Sue's mother, "We know Peggy Sue really likes to screw; why, she'd screw all night if we let her!" Harold's eyes light up and he smiles from ear to ear. Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening. A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt with her saddle shoes, and announces that she's ready to go. Almost breathless with anticipation, Harold escorts his date out the front door while Mom is saying, "Have a good evening kids," with a small wink for Harold. About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly disheveled Peggy Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her and screams at her mother: "Dammit, Mom! The Twist! The Twist! It's called The Twist!"
Diana Young Tammen sent us a cautionary tale about e-mail the other day: We pass it along for your edification and use as future Good Citizens of Cyberspace....
I thought this was a most educational article and actually I most often try to follow most of these steps to minimize a lot of extraneous stuff that you all would get from us otherwise.
You may note that I sent this to myself and then Blind Carbon Copy others.
There is no charge for this little lesson of the day.
its raining out so I cant fish might as well send some rat your buddies off stories. tried to send some photos of some of leons old girl friends B.K.( before karen) but they were so ugly the scanner kept kicking them out.
1st story : Karen and Leon were parked one dark nite out in the boondocks in leons56 ford stationwagon ( stationwagons are handy huh? ) well a bunch of outlaws snuck up on em with 5 gal buckets of water and opened all the doors and threw it in about 20 or so gal of water, leon came out of there pretty mad real wet too, one of the outlaws was laughing so hard he couldn't run and fell leon used great restraint I thought in not killing the guy on the spot. jim c