its shocking to read about my classmates leaving this life too soon! seems like only yesterday that Jackie and I were laughing hysterically about something! She was so funny! I used to pick her up for classes sometimes and we always had a great time together. I will remember fondly. My condolences to her family.
From Jane Willis Smith on May 29th, 2015
Jackie was such a sweet girl and so much fun to be around. We had a lot of fun talking and laughing in our Home Ec. class. Think it drove Mrs Scarlett crazy! Wish we could have remained friends a lot longer.
Michael R. Black, 70, passed away of natural causes on July 20, 2019. Michael was born on August 22, 1948 to Roy and Virginia Black. Michael earned a master’s degree in business. He was a loving husband, father and grandfather. He was tenacious in his will and drive to enjoy life to the fullest. Michael was respected by all who knew him and loyal to all those whom he respected. The Lord called him home while Mike was doing what he wanted to do, was where he wanted to be in one of God’s most gorgeous settings and was with those, he wanted there with him. Patty and Michael were married in Boulder on May 20, 1989. Michael is survived by his wife, Patty; children, Amy Black Marso and Shanna Gleason; siblings, Dorothy Plumer and Linda Stranahan; and grandchildren, Ty Reilly, Tessa Reilly, Zoe Gleason and Kael Gleason.
Charles W. Bloomquist of Lakewood, Colorado; beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother passed away peacefully in late June, 2019 with his wife by his side.
He is survived by his wife of 43 years, Susie; son Don, daughter Jana Bramwell and her husband Ryan, grandson Gunnar; as well as his sisters Susan B. Bloomquist and nephew David, Judy Ostenaa and her husband Dean, niece Kelsey; sister-in-law Judith Singleton, niece Marisa and her spouse Megan; as well as many cousins.
I remember Brad fondly, his dad was the minster at our church. And he delivered our Denver Post, so I got to pay for the paper every month when he came to collect. I can admit now, after all these years, that I had a huge crush on him. The world lost a great guy with his passing.
From Jim Schallert on July 1st, 2015
When I think of Brad, the term "gentle giant" comes to mind. He was a soft spoken, values based guy who had incredible athletic ability. We competed for the fullback and placekicker positions in football, but I never thought of him as my opponent.
I still smile when I think of him running those end sweeps from the backfield... his arm swinging to change his momentum to head upfield. His strong faith and upbringing are rare to find these days, and a tribute to his parents. I miss you, my friend.
From Dick Puter on May 2nd, 2015
I know Brad has been gone for many years now...too many. My not-so-fond best memory of him was when I was playing outside linebacker on the 10th grade football team in 1964. The 17 Keeper play was called and I was faced with 240-pound Brad, and a couple of offensive linemen leading 220-pound Bill Krape on a sweep. I ran for my life, got kicked off the defense, and went on to make my name in music, not athletics.
My best to his family and many friends. I look forward to reminiscing about him next year, Lord willing!
Oh Brucie B
To Coors, Glutstide and Sothern Comfort
To road trips just because there was a road we hadn't been down
To dates at the drive in and breakfast at the White Spot on Colo Blvd
To woodsies and sunrises on Guienella Pass
To a life too short and a TRUE FRIEND lost
Siempre dear brother
My heart breaks as I read of her passing. She was a great musician in school, who made a difference in so many lives as a woman and a physician.
From Ray Satter on May 17th, 2015
Dr. Janice Clark and I used to play a lot of violin together. Our lives changed forever in the 8th grade when we flawlessly performed the Bach Double Violin Concerto in the Kiwanis Stars for Tomorrow contest, but lost to an accordion player. Unfortunately, she suffered from a debilitating disease for too many years.
From the time we first met at Euclid through CU-Boulder and beyond, I knew Mark as a true frend and a gentle, caring person.
From Art Handy on May 12th, 2015
Mark was a great friend and I am saddended by his lost. We had lots of fun together in Troubadors and Choir. I saw him a couple of times after graduation when I came back to the states from the Army, I guess that would have been around 1971. I miss him and hope to see him again sometime.
Judy was one of my best friends in High School. My parents went to Europe for 10 days during our Senior year and I stayed with her and her wonderful family. Her Mom was such a wonderful cook and introduced me to the Ruben sandwich. I'd never had anything like it before. It's one of my favorite sandwiches to this day.
For some unknown reason, Judy and I decided to prepare a spaghetti dinner for Mr. and Mrs. Becker at my house during my parent's trip. We made a delicious Lemon Meringue Pie for dessert. Everything was going perfectly until I went to drain the spaghetti into the colander. The whole pot of spaghetti missed the colander and went down the garbage disposal. Mr. Becker heard the shreeks coming from the kitchen and came running only to see me and Judy frantically clawing the spaghetti out of the disposal. We were so embarrassed! To this day, every time I see the Becker's, I'm asked if I've fixed spaghetti lately. We still laugh about it almost 50 years later.
Unfortunately, I lost contact with Judy after high school and was so saddended to hear of her passing many years later. She had a great sense of humor and was a wonderful friend. I miss her.
I had the pleasure of working with Bruce at Lockheed Martin for several months. We had fun recalling fond memories of AHS and getting to know one another. I am saddened to hear of his passing. He was a funny, gentle man.
I remember Big Ron as always having a smile on his face. My most vivid memory was the 11th grade football practice where soft spoken Ron, having had his fill of running windsprints for some minor transgression, flipped his coach the bird and walked off the field. Ron, you'll never know how many of us wished we had that courage. Rest in peace, my friend.
Eddie was a good friend, as was his sister. We attended church together, as well as school. Eddie, and my then boyfriend, Wes, hung out all the time. His passing leaves me sad. Wes also has passed on. Life is so short, but we did not realize it in our youth. May they be with each other on the other side. God bless and comfort his family.
From Cindy Lepzinski on August 10th, 2015
Eddie was a kind, generous man who left this earth too soon. We met at church and became friends in about 9th grade. My husband, Tom, and I had a lot of fun times with Eddie and his family in the early 70's. He served in Vietnam, and as many of our generation, he was forever altered by the experience. Rest in peace, my friend.
From Rick Quirolo on May 21st, 2015
Always remember Aspen.....
From Ray Satter on May 17th, 2015
Just recently Fred Seaburg and I remembered a terrifying 70 MPH ride in Eddie's car, driven by Eddie, down Ridge Road from Broadway to my house. Fred and I were both convinced we would die horrible deaths. Eddie also "pranked" those faculty members who parked their cars in the west side parking lot after students were told they couldn't park in the east side lot, allegedly reserved for faculty only. Eddie removed the valve stems from all four tires of every faculty member who had parked in the wrong lot.
D'Alene G. Seymour, 67, passed away on February 10, 2016 after a long illness. Although she was taken much too young from this world, we know she is at peace with the Lord and holding hands with her mother and father. She was a long time resident of Albuquerque and tirelessly gave of herself over the decades as a school nurse for APS. She was recognized as National School Nurse of the Year in 2000. She served as a past president of the Albuquerque Women's Club and the Cosmopolitan Club and aided in many of their philanthropic pursuits. She is survived by her two children and seven grandchildren.
T.K. ...you were truly special to me. Wish we could have worked it out. Sadly we separated our ways-- you to further your accompishments and me to a long career world-wide in the military thru my thick and thin times -- I always wondered what could have been ! God Bless y9u and Grant you eteranl Peace!
A steadfast friend through happy times & sad times, I was always learning about her and from her! With a big smile, big laugh, big hug, and big heart I was blessed to always have her as my friend, as my "sister"! Gone way too soon... miss her everyday!
On Fri, Oct 19, 2018, Bill suddenly, but peacefully, passed away after a brief battle with pancreatic cancer.
Born Mar 15, 1948 in Denver and a lifelong resident of the Littleton area. Attended Arapahoe High School, Western State College and University of Northern Colorado. Was an Army Vietnam Veteran. Taught American History at Heritage High School for 33 years. Served as Head Girls Track Coach for 30 years, Head Boys Golf Coach for 6 years and as assistant coach for both football and basketball. Was an avid hiker, biker and true lover of everything outdoors.
Bill is survived by wife Kathy, daughter Kristine Kamilatos (Sam), sons Jack (Tia) and Nick (Katie), sister Marie Egbert-Price (Jim) and Josette, three grandsons (Tyson, Maddox, Aiden) and many wonderful family and friends including his oldest and best friend, Jim Fleenor.
Marsha always appeared to be reserved and shy, but once I got to be friends with her, I discovered that she had a wicked sense of humor. We often would disturb class with our raucous laughter about one thing or another. Sad that she is gone, and sad, too, that many of us don't keep in touch with these wonderful folks who bring back so many warm memories, even almost 50 yrs later.
Can't believe this! He was always a friendly guy but we were never close friends. But I remember him pole vaulting during p.e. one day at Euclid (7th grade) and breaking one of his front teeth in half. We were all so upset and worried for him.
From Dick Puter on May 2nd, 2015
Very saddened to hear of the passing of Al as well as many of my other former classmates, both small and great.
I remember Al most of all from band and his very good clarinet playing. He was always friendly to me, which appreciated. I was always 3rd chair, but I have never forgotten Al's unique way of wetting his reeds prior to playing. Sounds stupid, I know, but it is a memory I've had for nearly 50 years.
I remember that Kathy was killed in a car accident in Boulder many years ago, if my memory serves me. I was shocked and saddened. Our gang used to go swimming at Celebrity, go bowling, to movies, and usually ended in 'giggling all night's slumber parties.
Virginia and I met on the bus that first year Arapahoe students were at Issac Newton. We became fast friends over of all things Elvis Presley. She loved Drama and was a great Mrs Malaprop in summer theater.
She was a great friend, and a wonderful mother to her three children. Before I moved to Belize I went through all my Arapahoe mementos and gave many to her family. Since them we have become FB friends and it helps to see the people her children have become.
Eric was a beautiful human being and a special friend. I remember the fun we had on our church work trips and at MAD (music art drama) camp and so many other good times. Eric was a deep thinker who loved life and who made others feel loved. Just thinking about our times in the HS singing group we called the Crissey minstrels-- with Mark Crissey. He's gone, too. Oh my. I miss you, Eric. And my love to your family.
From Art Handy on May 12th, 2015
Eric was a godly man and a good friend. I was greatly saddended when I learned of his death. Hit by a car while riding his bicycle, what a waste! We had good times in choir, troubadors, and the plays we preformed together. Although in his later years he was a little too liberal in his views for me we still enjoyed some lively debates over the years. I know I will see him again some day.
From Larry Porter on April 24th, 2015
Eric was a fine man who loved the Lord and other people. His life is a testimony to the grace of the Lord, which he extended to me and to many, many others.
My mother fought a long hard battle with breast cancer. First diagnosed in 1998 she fought hard and became a survivor . In 2008 she was dx again with breast cancer. This time it was stage IV triple negative that had metastasized to her pancreas. On February 11th 2010, After a 15 month battle she passed away at her home surrounded by her loving family. Shortly after 4 years later my father Ronald also joined her. They are now both at peace and together again. From what I have heard stories about my mother had a pretty adventourus life. I would love to hear stories if anyone wants to contact me. Shorty0216@aol.com.
Susan May Large (Thomas) passed away on February 11th 2010 at her home surrounded by her loving family. She was the beloved wife of Ronald N. Large and mother to Joseph Large and Robyn Large-Dailey. Grandmother to Liam McGettigan. She fought a long hard battle with breast cancer.
Susan was always so sweet and friendly. Always had time for her friends. She was reserved though, and gave an aura of being more mature than her age. I'm so sad to hear of the struggles she and her family went through for so long. But she has a glorious life now!
Our friendship began in our senior year, and Pat was the best friend a person could ever have. She was always the most loyal, caring and crazy lil woman I have ever known. The last time I saw her and she was so sick and near the end we were still laughing about all our wonderful times together. We had talked so much in previous years about the BIG 50 REUNION. She looked at me that last time and said "I am not going to make it to this one, but I will be there in spirit". I can't thank you all enought for showing up for her little mini-reunion. It meant the world to her and she talked about what a wonderful gift it was to see and talk with all of you. It is so hard to believe she is gone. It still hurts so bad, but I know I will see her again for an even bigger reunion. I love you and miss you so so much, my dearest friend.
From Jane Willis Smith on May 29th, 2015
Pat was a neighbor and good friend our senior year. She always had a way of saying something to make me feel good about myself. I, like Deven, got to have a long phone conversation with Pat there at the end of her life (thanks to Sheri Ebert for letting me know about Pat's situation). Pat was so strong in her faith that she was the one giving me strength in that conversation. I'm so thankful I had that opportunity to hear her voice one last time. Her words and witness will be with me forever.
From Deven Lewis on May 19th, 2015
Some classmates had the bittersweet opportunity to see Pat in her last days on this earth; I didn’t have that chance, but did have a lengthy phone conversation with her. She was laughing and rejoicing, even in those last days, and sharing her steadfast faith. I got to know Pat when we were JV cheerleaders, and in my mind she is still that precious little blonde bundle of energy, but her words to me nearly 50 years later will be with me into eternity. We’ll be together again in God’s cheering section one day, Pat, although I’m betting you’ll be Captain!
James J. Wasinger, 48, of Denver, died October 26, 1996. Services were held October 29 at All Souls Catholic Church in Englewood. Mr. Wasinger was born in Hays, Kansas on July 13, 1948. He married Joyce Montes in 1996. He was a pipefitter and member of Local 208. He was a member of Saint Rose of Lima Catholic Church and active in community service. Survivors include his wife; parents Agnes and Anthony; brothers Richard of California; Robert and Joseph, both of Aurora; sisters Susan Brace of Littleton, Helen Dukes of Texas and Louise McDonald of Estes Park.
Im sorry to hear of Jim's passing. He was a character and a funny guy. He built the best '57 Chevy I ever saw. We lived close together and decided to hide in the garage one day, let the school bus go by, then go skiing. We had a great time but got busted when one of the local TV stations did a segment on "mid-week" skiers. My Dad saw it, we were busted!
My family moved to Littleton the beginning of my sophmore year and being with new classmates, it was a difficult transition. Barbara and I had several classes together, became friends and then started dating. Barbara will always be special in my heart!
She introduced me to Jose Fellicano before he was famous, Fever Tree "oh San Francisco girls with there San Francisco ways, good writers and poetry.
We laughed and danced at La Piche, The Exodus and The Galaxy
There were midnight swims, the moon our only companion
We lost touch
She joined the Peace Corps and went to Sierra Leon and I played rugby and traveled
Jo would enjoy these verses by Rumi
What a day today.
There are two suns rising!
What a day,
Not like any other day
The light is shining in your heart
The wheel of life has stopped
Oh you who can see into your own heart,
What a day,
This is your day.