01/01/05 - NNHS Newsletter

  Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

     Today is the beginning of our New Year.  I pray it will be a good one for us all.


New Year's Day

Last night, while we were fast asleep,
The old year went away.
It can't come back again because
A new one's come to stay.

- Rachel Field (courtesy of http://www.jeannepasero.com/nypoems.html)


From Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA - 12/31/04:

Sunday, December 26, 2004 - This shows how deep the snow was in the Hidenwood/Glendale area of the city        

Hi, Carol,
Don't know if you can stand any more pictures of the snow we had on the 26th, but here's one of my buried car - 12-1/2" worth! 
Notice the way the snow formed on the handrail by the steps.  We definitely couldn't go anywhere for a couple of days.  Also, I
read with great interest the comments from Fred Field ('45 - of CA), as he and my mom are good friends.  (Hi, Fred!!!)  They
graduated the same year and have been corresponding for several years after getting reacquainted at one of their class reunions. 
And since my parents don't have a computer, Fred and I have corresponded some by e-mail also.  Whenever Fred's in town, he
always tries to see my mom and have lunch with them.  From listening to my mom, he has a wealth of information pertaining to the
city of Newport News and our schools. 

Also, Carol, could you put me in touch with Tony Koskinas ('68 - of NC), as he lives within 5 or so miles from where my daughter
and her family live in Walkertown, NC (near Winston-Salem).  One of his sisters had told me that he lived in Kernersville, but I've
never had the time to look him up when I'm visiting my daughter. 
Hope you and your family have a Happy New Year!   Just keep doing what you've been doing so well for the past 4+ years.  What
did we, the mighty Typhoons, do before you came along with the website!?!  You are so fabulous at what you do and don't let
anyone tell you otherwise.   I look forward to each and everyone of your newsletters, and I read it before I read any other e-mail.
P.S.  Sometime ago, I remember someone writing to you about their computer not playing the music that accompanies your
newsletter.  Did any of your computer "gurus" ever come up with a cause/solution for this?  My computer does the same thing,
but yet I can play music on other e-mails I receive that have it.  Talk to you soon.

   Thanks, Sandi!  WOWZERS!!!  This is getting to be a Seven Degrees of Separation game!  My dad worked with your mother
who went to school with Fred Field ('45) of CA who just joined our Alumni List!  I love it!

   I'm forwarding your note to Tony.  You should be hearing from him soon.

   Thanks also for your kind words!  As the two of us go all the way back to Magruder and Walter Reed (not to mention Brownie
!) together, it's been wonderful for me to have reconnected with you!

   Now about the music... No one has given me a reasonable answer.  My # 5 son, Nathaniel, can't abide computer midis, and has
them disabled on his own computer.  He refuses to answer the situation on moral grounds or something - even though he frequently
helps me extricate midis (?!?).  I have both Mozilla and Internet Explorer on my computer, and sometimes the midis and wav files
will play on one but not the other.  Obviously, this question is over my head.  Perhaps someone else can "'splain it to us, Luzie".

   Happy New Year to you and Dale, Sandi!

"In masks outrageous and austere The years go by in single file;
But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile

- Elinor Wylie (1885-1928)

From Tim Parsons ('73) of VA - 12/31/04:

USS Midway (CVB-41) off Chesapeake Avenue          

Dear Carol,

Found this in my Nana's photo album. Not sure what year it was but from the look's of the automobiles it must have
been the mid to late 40's.  Midway sure was a traffic stopper.


   WAY COOL!  Thanks, Tim!  And Happy New Year!


From Fred Field ('45) of CA - 12/31/04:

Hello Carol,        Friday, Dec. 31, 04
A Happy New Year e-mail from June '45 classmate Bill Smith provoked the following response from me:
"Happy New Year to you too.  I remember an approaching midnite on a New Year's eve way, way back.  Billy
had his father's car and about four of us were cruising Washington Avenue looking for some action
(there never was any).  We decided to celebrate with some beer.  We persuaded a drunk sailor to buy one bottle
for us and we went into the NNHS stadium to celebrate.  At midnite, when the Shipyard and all the trains blew
their whistles, we were passing around that one bottle of beer and pretending to like it.  I think this was probably
Dec. 31, 1944.  That was about when I could stay out late without getting blistered.  The first steps on the long
downhill road to damnation and ruin."
See what happens when someone gets me started.
And a Happy New Year to you too!

   OOOOH - you naughty boys!  GIGGLES!!! Well, I'm sure the statute of limitations has run its course on this by now!

   Thanks, Fred - and Happy New Year!

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 12/31/04:

Hi, Carol:
A nice addition to the Old Stomping Grounds, Crum's Bakery also had a location in Newmarket Shopping Center as
well as Warwick Shopping Center.
Blaine Crum ('57) of AL was one of the fastest typists in our typing class in 1956 and 1957. He was "Mr. Timed Write" and
could make the carriage on the old manual typewriter fly, ding, ding, ding.
He moved his practice from Virginia to Mobile, Alabama after enjoying a vacation in this charming spot.
Crum's Bakery was second to none.


The Smithsonian Affiliate, Florida International Museum in St. Petersburg, FL had an exhibit on display this week regarding
the Cuban Missile Crisis of October 1962. There was an official poster of Bert the Turtle to greet you at the beginning,
and an old juke box playing the top 20 songs on the Hit Parade of those 18 Days of confrontation, and the magazines of that
month. Sports Illustrated had a photo of Fran Tarkenton lined up behind the Minnesota Viking Offensive Line, while "Big
Girls Don't Cry"
was blaring from the juke box. The exhibit then got really serious, as it displayed equipment used by the
military to take the aerial photographs that confirmed the presence of the Russian missile sites in Cuba, U2 flight suits, photos
of USS Wasp (CVS-18) on station during the naval blockade, and photos of LT(jg) Peterson who was seriously injured while
landing his plane in darkened ship conditions to demonstrate this practice for senior officials of the CIA who were on board
the Wasp. Peterson was given clearance to land when a command "Green Deck" was given instead of the complete command
to describe the actual condition, "Green Deck for Helicopters." The helicopters were to fly a mission in darkened conditions
and were brought up on the flight deck to take off to demonstrate for the CIA personnel.
That abbreviated version of the condition, lead the way for clearance to land for Lt. Peterson who landed in the midst of the
helicopters waiting to be launched from the deck of the carrier.
Several rooms of the exhibit featured furniture and appliances from the 1960s, including transistor radios with special
markings to identify Conelrad stations where disaster instructions were given to listeners in event of an emergency. The old
TV sets were a hoot! If this exhibit comes to your area, please be sure to visit it. The other attraction was the 45th
Anniversary of the Barbie Doll, which I skipped but was enjoyed by Eva (Ellis Madagan) ('61) of FL and two of our
I wonder how many of your subscribers remember Bob Smith's Barber Shop. He operated a barber shop on 25th Street
near the intersection with Chestnut Avenue in East End. He later relocated his shop to the Warwick Shopping Center
on Warwick Boulevard near Hilton Village.
My first barber shop haircut was at Bob Smith's, at about age 3 or 4. I do remember that I was frightened by the sound
of the electric clippers during that first haircut. For many years, I was a regular customer even into adulthood. He always had
something positive to talk about while cutting your hair. All the barbers were very professional and the shop was always clean.
Bob ran for City Council but  believe I was still too young to vote at the time. I do remember teaching his daughter swimming
lessons at the World War II Memorial Municipal Pool. She attended NNHS and was probably in the Class of 1964 or 1965.
I seem to recall her name was Robin, but I am not sure.
Surely Dave Arnold ('65 of VA) went to this barbershop in his youth. If there are others as well, maybe it could be included
in Our Old Stomping Grounds.

   COOL!!!  Thanks, Joe!  I can always count on you for great background stories! 

   I'm drawing a blank on Bob's daughter; hopefully someone else will know.

   Happy New Year to you and Eva, Adonis!

From Elizabeth Tedder Nunnally ('65/'68) of VA - 12/31/04:

Carol - You are doing such a great job with this newsletter / web page.  I enjoy every minute of it. 
Thought I would add another "Small World".  In the late 1940's --both before and after WWII-- my father,
Howard Tedder,
worked part-time for Pop Arnold at his Esso service station.  They formed a friendship
that lasted many years.  Pop's son, David ('65 of VA), and I started first grade together at Briarfield
Elementary School
then went on to NNHS together.  Now my son, Shaun Nunnally, works at the Virginia
Peninsula Regional Jail
where David is head of personnel.  Guess we have come full circle!  Shaun, who is
24 years old and has been at the jail over three years, was recently informed by "Captain Arnold" that he
had been promoted to Corporal to take effect 1/1/05.  We really are very proud of our son!
Some of my remembrances growing up at 76 Sycamore were the Pony League games; Magruder dances
in the summer
; walking everywhere you wanted at night; Mr. Manning's grocery at 19th and Buxton
delivering whatever Mama ordered and bring it to the back door; Jean Poole (Burton - '64 of RI) as
my best friend; most mothers not working; taking the city bus downtown on Saturdays; eating hot dogs
at "Little John's"; Washington Avenue closing for parades; Jimmy Parker ('62 of VA) as a senior
with a red (I believe) convertible and being the "James Dean" of NNHS -- every parent's nightmare (ha, ha);
eating lunch at The Dog House; changing my dad's radio from county to WGH (he bought me my own radio
for Christmas one year so I would leave his alone and now mine stays on country) -- oh, how simple life was
back then!!  What a great neighborhood and time to grow up in - how lucky we all were!
I  "retired" as a legal assistant to care for my mother who is a complete invalid from a stroke four years ago. 
The doctors told us in December 2000 that she would never make it out of the hospital; when we brought her
home they said "no more that six months".  Well, in four years we haven't had so much as a bad cold,
bedsore, or any major episodes.  I tell her almost that God is just not ready for her yet, he has other plans
for her here on earth.  However, after changing mother's bed, bathing her, caring for bed pans and feedings
24/7 sometimes the highlight of my day is your newsletter.  Keep up the great work!!!

   WOWZERS!!!  Thanks for all your nice words and great old memories, Elizabeth!  They brought back many of my own.

   One thing which I did not remember rather surprised me, though.  I never remember Jimmy Parker's driving a red convertible.  I
remember quite clearly his driving both his own 1952 Ford Custom and his father's 1957 DeSoto coupe.  I wasn't able to find exact
replicas of them online, but they looked very much like these two:

A 1952 Ford Custom 2-door
(instead of Jimmy's 4-door)
 A 1957 DeSoto 2-door sedan
(instead of Jimmy's dad's coupe)

   Thanks for the memories, Elizabeth!  And Happy New Year to you and Milton!

From My # 2 Son, Brent Harty (Hillsboro High School - IL - '90) of IL - 01/01/05:

Sculptures of Captains Clark and Lewis Brent's Thumb with Captain Clark Sculpture Captain Lewis Sculpture      

Attached are a few pics of busts of Captains Lewis & Clark.  Originally a sculpture proposal was given to the Lewis & Clark
Society of Hartford, IL (the closest club in proximity to the beginning of the Corps of Discovery route in 1804 at Camp Wood,
IL).  This was in Spring of 1996.  At the time, I was nearing the end of my degree program at Southern Illinois University
at Edwardsville.  I received a BA degree in Art Studio with a focus in Sculpture.
 The process with the Lewis & Clark Society, although having received excitement from the club initially, bogged down for
various reasons, chief among them was my moving to Springfield, OR!
Upon arriving in Oregon (rather ironic, moving from near the beginning of the Corps of Discovery route to the end of it as well!)
I finished the bust of Lewis (originally I was making a 14" maquette in hopes of a life sized monument of the captains) as well as
Clark.  I had bids made on the cost of casting these pieces. 
Currently, they are still in plasticene form (an oil based clay used to sculpt the piece initially).  Next steps to cast would require
mold making, forming the wax duplicate, spruceing and venting the piece, making the slurry based shell, burnout of the wax,
and finally casting the bronze.  Then clean up and mounting would occur.
Needless to say, it is an in depth process! 
Due to the fact that we recently moved back to Illinois, I do not have directly at my disposal the exact bid from a foundry
in Roseburg, OR.  It was a very good price in comparison to other foundry bids that I received.  Roughly, it would cost $1,000
for each figure.  Since they are so small, he would have to cast 10 at a time, so the price per piece was much less.  But $2,500
or so would be required to cast both pieces. 
I was told that for about the same price, I could have these pieces blown up to life size busts.  I'd have to sculpt final details, but
the foundry would get the piece 95% done from these little busts!
I have since tried to contact the Hartford Society as well as other clubs across the nation, but attempts have proved fruitless
at this point.  Should anyone be interested in casting these pieces, or even developing a commission for bust or full figure
sculptures, I would be very interested.  Although I am heavily engaged with my career with the Boy Scouts of America, and
of course and am dedicated to my family of wife and four children, I still have a strong interest to sculpt figures.  My ultimate
dream which I hope to fulfill is sculpting a life size monument of some kind.  I have always had an interest in history and hope
the piece to serve a sort of education for the public.  I have various Armed Services veteran sculptures in varied forms
of "sketched" ideas for example, and plan to resume seeking groups to fund projects as I settle in a bit more here in coming
Let me know if I can answer questions of any kind regarding these or other similar projects.  bh
Brent Harty
Arrowhead District Director
Chicago Area Council
Boy Scouts of America
1218 W. Adams St.
Chicago, IL 60607
(815) 715-3535 (m)
(312) 421-8800 ext 229

   Thanks, Brent!  My fair, objective, unbiased opinion as your mother is that your sculptures are fabulous.  Thanks for sharing
them with us!  Happy New Year!

   And now when y'all are ready to commission life-sized statues of Albert Dorner ('66) of VA and Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA
for all their incredible efforts and successes in finding, saving, polishing, restoring, preserving, photographing, cataloging, and
housing all those NNHS trophies, plaques, and artifacts, I can once again nominate my son, Brent, to sculpt them for you. 

    Happy New Year!  Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOON FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol


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Lead, Kindly Light

- Lyrics by John Henry Newman, 1833 and music by John B. Dykes, 1865.

Lead, kindly Light, amid th’encircling gloom,
Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home;
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now
Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!

So long Thy power hath blessed me, sure it will,
Will lead me on.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile!

Meantime, along the narrow rugged path,
Thyself hast trod,
Lead, Savior, lead me home in childlike faith,
Home to my God.
To rest forever after earthly strife
In the calm light of everlasting life.

"Lead, Kindly Light" midi (MIDI sequence copyright © 2002 Brian M. Ames) and lyrics courtesy of http://junior.apk.net/~bmames/ht0320_.htm - 12/20/04

  Downloadable Sheet Music (Craig Petrie's TTBB arrangement) available at http://www.petriefamily.org/ldsmusic/pdfs/leadkind.pdf - 01/01/04

"Happy New Year" clip art courtesy of Pat's Web Graphics - http://www.patswebgraphics.com/newyear/ny2.html and 
http://www.patswebgraphics.com/newyear/HNY15.html - 12/20/04

Purple Bar Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.bravenet.com - 08/12/04

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