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.
Do we have to sign our names to these?

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.

"An eyewitness"

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.

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.

ML

"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:
 

At Beaver Creek Fine Wines, selecting the perfect pour is an activity in itself. Take manager Jack Vesey, for instance.An oenophile with a capital "O," who spends off-seasons touring vineyards in France and Spain, Vesey is in constant motion, meticulously adjusting, dusting and otherwise arranging the shop's 8,000-plus bottle stock just so. As a result, customers, both locals and savvy visitors, tend to linger amid the custom-made maple racks, collecting vintages from France, California, Germany, Italy, Spain, Australia and New Zealand, as well as from Vesey's collection of hand-picked "rarities."

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 stephcunn@hotmail.com "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 <mlavelett@yahoo.com> wrote: Hi Everybody, I hope you all get this, and if you do, please respond back to me, as you probably have not heard the last of me. Please log on to the web site for the upcoming 40th reunion and sign up. Be sure to check the Class Directory and Guestbook. We want to know "everything" about your life and past history. I hope most of you are who you say you are. Please respond to the web site so we don't have to send out the sheriff. This reunion promises to be the best yet. Log On! Right On! Mitch Lavelett Go Fairview Go CSU Rams, Go Rockies, Go Broncos, Go Avalanche, Go Buffs Mitch and Georgia

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. 

VERY IMPORTANT STUFF

Excellent Info on Sending E-mail

This came direct from a system administrator for a corporate system. It is an excellent message that ABSOLUTELY applies to ALL of us who send e-mails.

Please read the short letter below

Do you really know how to forward e-mails? 50% of us do; 50% DO NOT.

Do you wonder why you get viruses or junk mail? Do you hate it? Every time you forward an e-mail there is information left over from the people who got the message before you, namely their e-mail addresses & names. As the messages get forwarded along, the list of addresses builds, and builds, and builds, and all it takes is for some poor sap to get a virus, and his or her
computer can send that virus to every E-mail address that has come across his computer. Or, someone can take all of those addresses and sell them or send junk mail to them in the hopes that you will go to the site and he will make five cents for each hit. That's right, all of that inconvenience over a nickel! How do you stop it? Well, there are two easy steps:

(1) When you forward an e-mail, DELETE all of the other addresses that appear in the body of the message (at the top). That's right, DELETE them. High light them and delete them, backspace them, cut them, whatever it is you know how to do. It only takes a second.You MUST click the "Forward" button first and then you will have full editing capabilities against the body and headers of the message. If you don't click on "Forward" first, you won't be able to edit the message at all.

(2) Whenever you send an e-mail to more than one person, do NOT use the To: or Cc: columns for adding e-mail address. Always use the BCC: (blind carbon copy) column for listing the e-mail addresses. This is the way that people you send to only see their own e-mail address. If you don't see your BCC: option click on where it says To: and your address list will appear. Highlight the address and choose BCC: and that's it, it's that easy. When you send to BCC: your message will automatically say "Undisclosed Recipients in the "TO:" field of the people who receive it.

(3) Remove any "FW:" in the subject line. You can re-name the subject if you wish or even fix spelling.

(4) ALWAYS hit your Forward button from the actual e-mail you are reading. Ever get those e-mails that you have to open 10 pages to read the one page with the information on it? By Forwarding from the actual page you wish someone to view, you stop them from having to open many e-mails just to see what you sent.

Have you ever gotten an email that is a petition? It states a position and asks you to add your name and address and to forward it to 10 or 15 people or your entire address book. The email can be forwarded on and on and can collect thousands of names and email addresses. A FACT: The completed petition is actually worth a couple of bucks to a professional spammer
because of the wealth of valid names and email addresses contained therein. If you want to support the petition, send it as your own personal letter to the intended recipient. Your position may carry more weight as a personal letter than a laundry list of names and email address on a petition.

So please, in the future, let's stop the junk mail and the viruses.

Finally, here's an idea!!! Let's send this to everyone we know (but strip my address off first). This is something that SHOULD be forwarded.

This was sent me with all the names (and email addresses) showing from the original message.  Is nothing to be learned from this? 

Diana