Fremont High School

Graduated in 1974…(loved that original building)…too bad it couldn’t have been retro fitted and restored… it’s new replacement looks like a prison.
Had great three years back in the early 1970’s…especially have fond memories of Mr. Russell (English) and Mr. Caputi (Psycology)…both these men taught me so much about life, and made me want to accomplish something with mine!
Craig Hall, now in Salinas CA.

I graduated from FHS 65 years ago (really, sixty-​five). It was possible to get a very good education there in those days. From Mrs. (not Ms) Robinson’s English class, about 8 or 9 went on for Ph. D’s or MD’s. For years, every one of her students passed Subject A, the UC English composition test. My Ph.D. was in Compartive Lit., but from her I never did better than B+. A few teachers couldn’t have cared less, and our one counselor (Mrs. Pemberton), I only saw once when she wanted me to take an unpopular girl to the senior prom. But all in all, if you had any initiative at all, you could get superbly prepared teachers who cared about you and what you were learning. It was fine training, without many frills, and as I recall, we won the nationals in boys gymnastics and did awfully well in wrestling. P

I guess I’m not surprised that no one’s reviewed my ol’ school. No big…
It’s the high school attached to the «Fremont Pool» that has one review. The pool review speaks of «it’s shabby appearance,» and that was true back-​in-​the-​day when I went to the high school across from the pool. I have to say, I did get an ear infection from the pool and ended-​up «teaching» even though I still am no swimmer! What I did like was hanging with my «gang» (Don, Sheila, John, Mike, William, Larry, Sue, etc) Some of whom have made great strides with their lives, others of whom I don’t know where they ended up. High school is a melancholy remembrance for me, some VERY funny, some quite sad, some just high schooly. I remember some great teachers who helped their young charges to see a broader perspective.
Ah, FHS… doomed to the rest of the world thinking, oh — that’s down by Milpitas?