We are a group of classmates who have continued friendships that have lasted over 40 years.  As freshman, we had the choice of attending West High, Carl Hayden, or Central until Alhambra was completed.  In making that choice, we bid goodbye to grade school friends who made different choices, and said 'hello' to new friends.  When Alhambra opened in the fall of 1962, at the beginning of our sophomore year, we happily renewed those grade school friendships.  Because Alhambra was a new magnet, the traditional high school pecking order did not exist.  All entered Alhambra as equals ' no jocks, no nerds, no heads.  We were simply free spirited youth with bright futures ahead of us.  Three years, and one national tragedy later when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in fall of our junior year (I can remember the exact place where I was standing at Alhambra when the news came over the loud speaker, 'Our President has been shot'), we graduated 542 strong.  The class of 1965 was born and continues to thrive forty years after graduation.

  

          One special group enjoying some of this thriving is a society of women fondly known as 'The Nice Girls, Class of 65'. (We are so nice just ask our ex-husbands(?), henceforth the name).  We have grown through the years now number twenty girls, each one nicer than the other.  And yes, grandmas can be 'girls'.  We have been meeting monthly for the past 30 years and have participated in the planning of every class reunion.

 

Before entering this website, sit back and remember,

When Moms didn't work and made homemade cookies,

When attending football games was cool

When Bob's Big Boy was the place to be seen

When life was so much simpler

Now you remember when:

 

       

                                                                                                                                 Elli (Nero) Edgar