Bobbi Schaad wrote and published the first (!) article about our 40-year Reunion at the Charlie Elliot Center. Many of your classmates were there, and they missed you!
Recently—and just in time for our 40-year Reunion—we found our long-lost comrade, Fred O. Bishop. You really have to read this to believe it!
For You! You need us and we need you—to be a part, again, of our little (former) high school community. These days, we are the “in”–crowd…especially with winter coming on…rapidly. So, set yourself up with our Web site (here); add some articles about yourself and yesteryear, and let us how to contact you. You won’t regret it!
Columbia High School was completed in 1966; we’re the 2nd class to graduate. Students were reassigned to Columbia from:

Of course, there were also those pesky Pre-Freshmen—8th Graders—who moved up from the nearby Elementary schools (Columbia, Toney, Wadsworth, Snapfinger, and others). (In those days, you were in elementary school from 1st through 7th grade; after that, you were in high school. Or the military…)
Our school was planned by and built for the DeKalb County GA Board of Education, led by Dr. Jim Cherry.
For us, there were no traditions. We—and those who preceded and have followed us—made our school.
What was it like back in 1970? Things were Strange. It didn’t stop us from having fun. Dancing to what we know in our hearts is really hard rock. We dreamed what we felt were large dreams in an increasingly smaller world. We grew up under the shadow of war. The phrase Draft Board was real to us and didn’t mean sudden NFL or NBA riches. An official invitation beginning with “Greetings…” meant that an all–expense–paid trip overseas to a warm climate was in your immediate future.
The times got stranger with Watergate, movie stars as President, and the end of the Evil Empire.
We Were Challenged—We responded and became pilots, programmers, real estate agents, brokers, writers, philosophers, pastors, professors, students, managers, staff, soldiers, sailors, parents.
…and we continue to do our best. We earned our diplomas and we’ve worked hard for ourselves and our families. We are no better, and certainly are no worse, than any others who, faced with challenges, rise and meet them.
If you were one of us then,
Where are you now?