Looking back -- the pictures of these people, at our teachers, in our last yearbook...these are mostly pictures of people much younger than we are today, but they were grown ups, then, and we had vast perceptual and experiential differences...teachers and students, and we did not pay them, the teachers or the differences, enough attention.
Thank you, now...all of you who taught us and took such good care of us while we were at Fairview.
Coach Bob Foster died in January 2010. A large ceremony was held in Boulder in honor of his life, attended by a great number of people whose lives he had affected over many years of coaching and teaching at Fairview and Boulder High Schools.
We would like to find as many teachers, or find out about them, as we can.
We include counselors and cooks, janitors and principals among our teachers...send information to theresa@TheresaBlanding.com
Tell us where can we find information about....
Joe E. and Tom L....like sands through the hourglass of our lives...drift like Kal-el and Jor-El into our imaginations, Supermen, both, like father and son, a part of our own Trinity...with Edwin M....
Mrs. Coulson, Mr. Creese, and Mr. Danielson, our Counselors; as was, once upon a time, Mrs. Rupert...
Mrs. Nelson, our School Nurse, and Mr. Conway, our Speech Therapist.
Mrs. Cox, and Mrs. Andrus, and Mrs. Hoos, who ran the office
Mr. Ferris, Mr. Ellison, Mr. Wilson, Mr. Edgerton, Mr. Rutt, Mr. Jones,
who cleaned and kept Fairview running from day to day.
Mrs. Lindstrom, who was the Library Clerk to Mrs. Reese, The Head Librarian....
Where is .....
Miss Winnie Winquist of Math
Mr. White of Chemistry and our State Champion Gymnastics coach
Mr. Vorreiter of Indstrial Arts and Shop
Miss Eloise Timmons of Social Studies and Teen Dems advisor
Mr. Smith of English and Art
Mr. Nelson Sampson of Art and Russian
Mrs. Ruppenthal of French and German
Mrs. Dorothy Rupert of English, Teen Republicans and Teen Democrats and Student Council Advisor
Mr. Poet of Science and of Mathematics
Mr. Nason of Social Studies
Mrs. Murphy of Physical Education
Miss Moore of English
Mrs Medrick of English and Social Studies
Mrs. McCart of English and Journalsim, who was also Yearbook and Royal Banner advisor
Mrs. Rita Majors, who taught us Speech and Drama in a most charming and effective way
Mr. Lewis of Special Education
Mr. R. Kucera, whose name was pronounced Kutera, but you never wanted to ask why, who taught Social Studies and coached Wrestling
Mr. Jeffrey of The Band and Music
Mr. Irwin, Math teacher, twice to some of us
Mrs. Ingwersen of Science
Mr. Huber of Shop, or was it Industrial Arts
Mr. George Hoos, Geography, Social Studies, Coach of Golfers, Father of Golfers, and still a neighbor of the school building....
Mr. Hugo Hartenstein, English and Spanish, and running fast, he taught. Once co-holder of the world record in the 100 yard dash, a refugee from Cuba, and a freedom fighter who owned Palladin Press.
Mr. Holder, also of Industrial Arts
Mrs. Harrison, who taught Business and played Bridge for Green Stamps all over America and had a novel first name.
Mrs. Haden, Home Economics
Mr. Forstrom of Music
Dr. Ruth Flowers, who taught civility, French, Latin, and Spanish, and was a giant little woman.
Mr. Farrell of Science
Mrs. Turner of English
Mrs. Dowe who taught Business, too.
Mrs. Deets, English
Mrs. Danielson, Latin
Mrs. Luther Cress, who pithed frogs, taught Biology, and put the prettiest girls in the front row for some reason I could never figure out...
Mr. Creese, Social Studies, Counselor, Varsity Basketball and Junior Varsity Football and Wrestling coach, who recently died in Boulder, and taught up to the end of his life.
Mrs. Barbara Carlson, English, about whom not enough could ever be said....
Mrs. Susie Noel, who taught Physical Education and will be with us, we hope, at the reunion
Mr. Butz of English
Mrs. Burton who taught Reading, in English
Mr. Boswell, taught Social Studies and coached various sports
Mr. Bennington, another Business teacher
Mr. Baldwin, who taught Math and had a cool goatee and mustache
Mrs. Baker of Math
We know a few of these people have died, gone on. passed away, expired, lost their lease on life, and have left us all to mourn them and write their eulogies, so let us do that in all good faith and conscience....
Ruth Majors Barbara Carlson Don Creese Dr. Ruth Flowers
Eloise Timmons Joe E. Ripple Nelson Sampson
Dan Fogelberg shares this story with us about Fairview Art Teacher Nelson Sampson:
I'd like to say a few words about Nelson Sampson, a man who had an
enormous impact on my life, and who died several years before our last
reunion. For reasons which I promise will become evident, a couple of
my other teachers must also be woven into this story. When I entered
FHS as a confused and terrified 10th grader, I was convinced that I was
headed toward a career in physics. My natural ability to B.S. had
helped me win the Colorado-Wyoming Science Fair as a 9th grader, and a
subsequent trip to the National Science Fair and appearances on TV and
in the World Book Encyclopedia had done nothing to disabuse me of the
notion that I had a talent for science. When I got to Fairview, I
didn't know it, but the direction of my life was about to change.
In rapid succession, I encountered the two people most likely to derail
my career as a physicist: "Winnie" Winquist and "Cherokee Jim"
Arlington. Winnie, bless her heart, ran the most sweetly out of control
classroom I'd ever seen. Determining the trajectory of spitwads into
the heating vents turned out to be a less than efficient method for
absorbing the intricacies of geometry. It didn't help that some of the
those projectiles actually joined Point A and Point B on the blackboard
as Winnie bravely tried to connect them. Not only did I emerge from
that class without any actual knowledge of geometry, but I was totally
unprepared for my next mathematical experience, Algebra I with Mr.
Arlington. "Cherokee Jim," as we called him behind his back, had
evidently been traumatized in the oil fields of Oklahoma. When someone
discovered that the words "consulting geologist" were good for a
red-faced rant that would occupy the rest of the class period, we had a
reliable method for avoiding a math lecture any time we wished. We
wished pretty often, it turns out. With a brand new textbook in the
"new math," our teacher was as clueless as we were about the subject,
and the whole thing lurched toward the predictable conclusion. When
most of the class bombed the mid-term, we went to Mr. Ripple, who
intervened on our behalf. Cherokee Jim's tearful apology to our class
was the single most embarrassing classroom moment in my high school
career.
By this time, though, I had encountered Nelson Sampson. Sam was a
revelation: tanned a deep brown from his summer job as a skin-diving
instructor in Acapulco, with a gap-toothed grin and gravelly voice, he
was clearly the loose cannon on the FHS faculty. He encouraged me to
explore, experiment and take risks with my art, and ignited a passion
that has lasted throughout my life. He saw things in me that I didn't
know were there, and had faith in me that I know for sure I didn't
deserve. In many ways, Sam was what I realized I wanted to be: an
artist, an iconoclast, a Zorba-like character who lived life to the
fullest. He was a friend of Beat legends Jack Kerouak and Neal Cassidy,
he had a house full of art and he wasn't afraid to take risks. I didn't
know until later how dangerous his life really was. When the school
district fired him, they didn't even have the courage to give the real
reason: Sam was gay, and they couldn't abide that. It's sad, because
Sam was precisely the kind of teacher we need more of.
Though he never admitted it, I'm sure Sam influenced his friends on the
CU faculty when they awarded me an art scholarship. I spent seven years
there taking as many art classes as I could manage. After flirting with
the idea of becoming a college professor, I decided to become a high
school art teacher. I did a lot of learning on the job, but from the
first I was determined that my students should have the opportunity to
explore art and to discover who they were through that art. Rigid
curriculum wasn't going to get in the way of authentic expression.
Because of what I learned from Sam about how to be in the world, I
found my place as a teacher. When I was honored in 1993 as Colorado Art
Educator of the Year, Sam was no longer here to thank, but I thanked
him anyway. And a couple of years later, when a student asked me to
become the faculty sponsor for one of the first Gay-Straight Alliances
in Colorado, I knew I had found a fitting way to acknowledge Sam's
legacy. I only wish he had lived to see it happen.
—Dan Fogelberg, FHS Class of 1966
Teachers pictured from the top left to the bottom right are:
Dr. Ruth Flowers Mr. Forstrom
Coach Bob Foster Mrs. Haden Mrs. Harrison
Mr. Holder Mr. Hugo Hartenstein
Teachers pictured from top left to bottom right are:
Mrs. Baker Mr. Baldwin
Mrs. Bennington Mr. Boswell Mrs. Burton
Mr. Butz Mrs. Susie Noel
Teachers pictured from top left to bottom right are:
Mrs. Barbara Carlson Mr. Larry Creese Mr. Luther Cress
Mrs. Danielson Mrs. Deets
Mrs. Dowe Mrs. Turner Mr. Farrell