Judy sat next to me in Social Studies. I remember how funny she was.
I also remember the outfit her mother had made for Judy that she gave to Sharon Nichols. It was a blue/turquoise skirt wool tweed like and matching sleveless top worn with a blouse. How heartbreaking to make a lovely outfit for your daughter and have her die and never live to wear it. It was kind of Sharon to take it and must have been tough to wear it.
Even today it breaks my heart to think of the life that was stolen from her.
I just got back from lunch in my car and there was a crowd in a circle. I couldn't get into the student parking lot so I parked in a lot across the street. I got to the crowd and there was Judy. I'll never forget how sad it was so see her.
I meant Judy in grammar school, I loved her spirit. We grew up in the same neighbor hood.I loved spending time at her home. She had a piano in her bedroom and I thought that was so cool.I will never forget the last day of her life, tragic.
On the 50th anniversary of Judys death, in 2013, I talked to her younger brother John who lives in Oregon. He lived with his father. Their mother passed away and his brother Jim had died years earlier. I haven't heard from him again, but I believe his father is also gone now. There were no children born from either brother.
9/17/2026 Going through the list of '66 graduates, I came across a girls name that brought up a flow of memories that set off other memories from another school in belmont, Ralston intermediate. The name was Judy Bosse. If you didn't know her, Judy was a vibrant, happy, fun young girl who loved dancing and adventurous stuff. A neighbor of mine just a couple blocks away in Sterling Downs, a tract of homes west of 101 north of Ralston. We were taking dancing lessons together and in the summer her and Sharon Nichols would come around in the middle of the night taping on windows and just enjoying the warm summer nights back in the day when the world was at peace and life was simple. Back when a buck would buy you 6 gallons of gas a mcdonalds burger, bag of fries and a small coke. Judy was a friend and what happened to her wasn't fair, it wasn't right and thinking back, the young men who were racing could have been any one of dozens of kids with cars who were just doing what kids did, showing off. It could have been prevented, someone could have reported the danger and stop signs could have prevented it. What I wanted to say was we, her friends and neighbors, her mother and father, her brothers, we all lost not just the joy of her in our lives, but a part of our innocence lost, never to be the same again.
Another memory that I think my 7th grade class at Ralston could have done without involved a teacher who somehow managed to convince someone in hiring that he was a good fit for 7th graders. His name was Mr. Kolhas who insisted on being called Captain Kolhas. His stated goal: To run a tight ship. Obviously our group hadn't gotten the message for one day one of the boys was making little jokes, Captain Kolhas told him to stop disrupting the class, Finally, Captain had had enough... he came after that boy, knocked desks over grabbed that boy and threw him around like a rag doll, dragged him over and threw him out of the classroom. I looked around and saw the look of terror on many of the kids, a few of the girls were crying as Captain Kolhas told everyone to sit in their desks and be quiet until class was over. To this day, I have never observed a teacher who just lost it completely. I believe that trauma had a deleterious effect on the young boy as well as the rest of the class who witnessed this unbelieveable display of violence.
I remember the day this happened and have thought about this tragedy many times over the years. Judy and I were in the same Girl Scout troop in Sterling Downs when we were children. She was outgoing and full of energy.
I didn't know Judy personally, but I remember seeing her that morning - she was bubbly and happy. When something like that happens, you don't forget that last look. Very sad.
I met Judy Bosse in third grade at Mae Nesbit. She developed into a self assured confident, fun loving, bright light. She showed me kindness when I really needed it.In her short life, Judy shared her light and love.
The Job's daughters went on a ski trip and stayed at Strawberry Lodge. I will never forget the time when Judy placed several icicles in my sleeping bag. Luckily I found them before they melted! That was Judy, fun loving and a little bit of a practical joker and the life of the party. I was so sad about the accident that I couldn't go back to the Job's Daughters.
Christine East
Judy sat next to me in Social Studies. I remember how funny she was.
I also remember the outfit her mother had made for Judy that she gave to Sharon Nichols. It was a blue/turquoise skirt wool tweed like and matching sleveless top worn with a blouse. How heartbreaking to make a lovely outfit for your daughter and have her die and never live to wear it. It was kind of Sharon to take it and must have been tough to wear it.
Even today it breaks my heart to think of the life that was stolen from her.
Christie
Linda Barnard
I just got back from lunch in my car and there was a crowd in a circle. I couldn't get into the student parking lot so I parked in a lot across the street. I got to the crowd and there was Judy. I'll never forget how sad it was so see her.
Carol Bechthold (Egan)
I meant Judy in grammar school, I loved her spirit. We grew up in the same neighbor hood.I loved spending time at her home. She had a piano in her bedroom and I thought that was so cool.I will never forget the last day of her life, tragic.
Sharon Nichols (Roberts)
On the 50th anniversary of Judys death, in 2013, I talked to her younger brother John who lives in Oregon. He lived with his father. Their mother passed away and his brother Jim had died years earlier. I haven't heard from him again, but I believe his father is also gone now. There were no children born from either brother.
Jeffrey Forcier (Forcier)
9/17/2026 Going through the list of '66 graduates, I came across a girls name that brought up a flow of memories that set off other memories from another school in belmont, Ralston intermediate. The name was Judy Bosse. If you didn't know her, Judy was a vibrant, happy, fun young girl who loved dancing and adventurous stuff. A neighbor of mine just a couple blocks away in Sterling Downs, a tract of homes west of 101 north of Ralston. We were taking dancing lessons together and in the summer her and Sharon Nichols would come around in the middle of the night taping on windows and just enjoying the warm summer nights back in the day when the world was at peace and life was simple. Back when a buck would buy you 6 gallons of gas a mcdonalds burger, bag of fries and a small coke. Judy was a friend and what happened to her wasn't fair, it wasn't right and thinking back, the young men who were racing could have been any one of dozens of kids with cars who were just doing what kids did, showing off. It could have been prevented, someone could have reported the danger and stop signs could have prevented it. What I wanted to say was we, her friends and neighbors, her mother and father, her brothers, we all lost not just the joy of her in our lives, but a part of our innocence lost, never to be the same again.
Another memory that I think my 7th grade class at Ralston could have done without involved a teacher who somehow managed to convince someone in hiring that he was a good fit for 7th graders. His name was Mr. Kolhas who insisted on being called Captain Kolhas. His stated goal: To run a tight ship. Obviously our group hadn't gotten the message for one day one of the boys was making little jokes, Captain Kolhas told him to stop disrupting the class, Finally, Captain had had enough... he came after that boy, knocked desks over grabbed that boy and threw him around like a rag doll, dragged him over and threw him out of the classroom. I looked around and saw the look of terror on many of the kids, a few of the girls were crying as Captain Kolhas told everyone to sit in their desks and be quiet until class was over. To this day, I have never observed a teacher who just lost it completely. I believe that trauma had a deleterious effect on the young boy as well as the rest of the class who witnessed this unbelieveable display of violence.
Nancy Beattie (Fraser)
I remember the day this happened and have thought about this tragedy many times over the years. Judy and I were in the same Girl Scout troop in Sterling Downs when we were children. She was outgoing and full of energy.
Lorrie Simpkins (Gafford)
I didn't know Judy personally, but I remember seeing her that morning - she was bubbly and happy. When something like that happens, you don't forget that last look. Very sad.
Dorothy von Berg (Bachler)
Judy was a good friend. Spent a lot of time with her and her brother. Such a tragedy. God bless her and her family.
Paula Williams (Carter)
I met Judy Bosse in third grade at Mae Nesbit. She developed into a self assured confident, fun loving, bright light. She showed me kindness when I really needed it.In her short life, Judy shared her light and love.Joan Cartmell
The Job's daughters went on a ski trip and stayed at Strawberry Lodge. I will never forget the time when Judy placed several icicles in my sleeping bag. Luckily I found them before they melted! That was Judy, fun loving and a little bit of a practical joker and the life of the party. I was so sad about the accident that I couldn't go back to the Job's Daughters.