History
Fort Collins High School is over 100 years old. Classes were originally held on the second floor of the old Franklin Grade School at the corner of West Mountain and Howes Street. Almost 40 students were in the first classes at the school. By 1903, the need for a new building was apparent. At this time, the high school was moved to a new building on Meldrum Street where the present Lincoln Center stands. During the ensuing years, additions were placed on this building in 1915 and 1921. In 1924, a brand new building which currently stands at 1400 Remington Street, was constructed. Classes were held in this building from 1925 to 1995. In 1953, a large gymnasium was built on the north side of the building. A science addition was added to the south end in the mid 1980s.
Due to increasing student numbers, a new Fort Collins High School was built at the corner of Horsetooth and Timberline Roads at 3400 Lambkin Way, and it opened in the fall of 1995. The enrollment at Fort Collins High School for 2006 will exceed 1500 students. As of 2006, the largest graduating senior class passed through the doors with almost 600 students. Approximately 30,000 students have graduated since the beginning class in 1893.
Starting the 2009 school year, 9th graders will also come to FCHS. Before that time, they only had grades 10-12. Population is estimated to be close to 2000 after the transition.
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