01/08/05 - NNHS Newsletter -
Happy Elvis' Birthday!

Elvis Aaron Presley
(8 Jan 1935 - 16 Aug 1977)



Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

   A very special Happy Birthday today to Mrs. Wilma Salmon Robinson of VA!


   And today, of course, would have been Elvis' 70th Birthday.  These may interest you:

http://www.elvis.com - the official site

http://www.ibiblio.org/elvis/elvishom.html - the unofficial site



From Fred Mays ('60) of VA - 01/07/05:

I am just now getting to read some of the newsletters that I have been too busy to read....
Wow, Fred Field ('45) (of CA) sent some interesting nostalgia....He spoke about Mr. Wilson's Barber Shop on Buxton Ave.....also Elizabeth Tedder
Nunnally's ('65/'68)
I grew up at 137 Sycamore Avenue, the next block from Elizabeth.  I did not know Mr. Wilson had ever had children.....I thought he was a bachelor...
nevertheless, I remember he operated the barber shop and there was a partition down the middle of the small building and Mrs. Philbeck had a beauty
shop on the other side.
This shop was two doors over from Manning's Grocery....a house being in between which was owned by a very nice Greek family...they had a little girl
named Zoe Ann.  Mr. Wilson lived with his parents (I thought) and their home was next door to the shop.  I knew old Mr. and Mrs. Wilson well as I
worked at 76 Buxton Avenue at Manning's Grocery Store from 1958-1960.  Lowell Philbeck ('59) had worked there and I got his job when he left. 
Those two years at Manning's were great years.  I got to know the neighborhood so well as I delivered groceries all over and also I clerked and stocked
as well.  As time progressed, Mr. Philbeck died and later, Mrs. Philbeck married Mr. Wilson.....down came the partition...I think it just became her shop...
a beauty shop as he had retired by this time....I was never fortunate enough to go to a barber shop until I worked at Manning's Grocery Store and made
my OWN money....I was 16 then..my father cut my hair with HAND CLIPPERS...oh, they really pulled...and I suffered....bad memories there...I started
going to Mr. Britt's Barber Shop.....He was SO GOOD.   I felt like I had died and gone to heaven  
It was such a pleasure to get a haircut with Mr. Britt. 
Other N.N.H.S. students who worked at the store before/during/after I worked there are:  Billy Gwynn, I think class of  '57....Shirley Mueller ('60)....
of course Lowell Philbeck ('59)....Linda Waterfield ('66).....Mrs. Manning's nephew Beanie or Weanie Scott also worked there...I  think his real name
was Wade and was in the class of 1966...I cannot remember which was which, father and son, Beanie and Weanie...One was the brother of Mrs. Manning. 
Oh, Tommy Scott ('61), another nephew of Mrs. Manning, worked there....EVERYONE who ever worked there was so special....great people.  Mrs.
Manning's niece, Joanne Scott (Fowler) ('58) helped out at times, I recall....back to the Wilson's...The older Wilson's had another son who was married
and lived on the corner of Cedar Avenue and 19th Street, exactly one block over from the grocery store.  His daughter was Emma Lou Wilson ('59).  She
was really nice, I recall.....

On another note, the mention of the huge stone in the Shipyard saying, "We Shall Build Good Ships....at a Profit If We Can, At A Loss, If We Must; But
Always Good Ships."  was, as mentioned, removed from the Shipyard when Tenneco bought the company....it was sent to the Mariners' Museum......
It came back some years later and is available for anyone to see on 41st Street, next to the DOROTHY, the Tugboat build by N.N. Shipbuilding as their first
ship.  This is all across the street from the main office building, which is on Washington Avenue.  Things are so different since Northrop Grumman
purchased the Shipyard....When Tenneco owned us, we were still N.N. Shipbuilding, a Tenneco Company.....the name stayed on the huge Cranes....Now,
Newport News is completely gone...over 100 years as Newport News Shipbuilding....now, it is Northrop Grumman.  They own us, we do not own them. Of
course, this is true.  I have been working here almost 40 continuous years...It will be so August 23, 2005.....
.......Yesterday, I was visiting at Riverside Rehab (old Mary Immaculate/Buxton Hospital) and I drove around the neighborhood...Sooo changed.  The
Workman home, which was next door to us has been torn down.....It was not old.....only build in about 1953 or 1954.....Jimmy Workman ('61) and Robert
Workman ('57)
lived there.  The house was later owned by the late Josh Foyles, who taught Science at N.N.H.S.  I really like the Foyles' as they treated
me as an adult.....Possibly some had Mr. Foyles who read this email.  I have a way to contact his daughter as she works for ESI, here in the Shipyard.....
this is Anna Marie Foyles
This is all for now....Take care Carol...you are the greatest......

   Thanks so much, Fred!  You're such a fountain of information; I always enjoy speaking with you and receiving your notes.  I suppose
I'll need to make a page for Manning's Grocery Store and that Beauty Shop!  For now, I posted your shipyard notes:



From Fred Field ('45) of CA: - 01/07/05:

Hello Carol,         Fri. Jan. 7, 05


As I have said before, most anything might get me started.


Today it was an article in the Daily Press website (www.dailypress.com).


By Stephanie Heinatz (in part)

LANGLEY AIR FORCE BASE -- Langley Air Force Base is finally receiving its first F/A-22 Raptor after more than two decades, battles over soaring costs and several
setbacks because of testing delays and avionics problems.

"One of the Air Force's newest fighter jets is scheduled to fly into the base around 3:45 p.m. today. The plane, one of the first built, will be used to train maintenance
crews, a base spokesman said. Today will be the last time it flies.

"In two weeks or so, another Raptor will arrive. This plane will be the first one used in flight by local pilots ….."

That article triggered a couple of memories from the 1930s - when the Base was known as Langley Field, an
Army Air Corps facility.


1939 - A Sunday newspaper article stated that the very first model of the new Boeing B-17 Flying Fortress
would be on display at Langley Field for one day only.  By noon my family had decided that it was easier just
to go see it than to listen to my pleading.  So we piled into the Chevy and off we went.  The B-17 was parked
next to the runway and it had two rope rings around it  - one inside the other.  The visitors all stood just
beyond the outer rope.  A uniformed soldier gave a speech which included vital facts, some of which were
surely stretched.  For example, he said it could carry a full load of bombs to Europe, drop them, and then fly
all the way back to the U.S.  In addition, the crew included a complement of gunners, said to be able to counter
attack from enemy planes.  And finally, in a more reverent voice, he revealed that installed in this very
plane was the secret Norden Bomb Sight.  With this amazing device the B-17 could drop a bomb into a pickle
barrel from 10,000 feet!

Then came the big treat that made the visit really worthwhile.  The soldier said that children under 12 could
come inside the outer rope and take a closer look.  We were allowed to walk under the plane, and touch the
huge tires.  But we were warned not to go inside the smaller rope circle - which kept us away from the plane's
nose.  I had to ask the soldier why we couldn't go inside the smaller circle.  He came over and whispered
into my ear, "Because that's the part of the plane where the Norden Bomb Sight is."  I kept that important
secret all through the war, which is probably part of the reason why we won.


Ca. 1935 - A Sunday open house was held at Langley Field.  Several types of planes were displayed beside the
runway.  I dragged my family over to the smallest one.  This was the standard Army Air Corps Pursuit Plane
(the term "fighter" was not yet in use).  This plane was the type used to try to shoot King Kong off the top of the
Empire State Building.  It was an open cockpit biplane with two machine guns mounted to shoot forward.  I was
a lucky kid that day.  I had worn my cap with the goggles.  We boys called them "aviator helmets;" the grownups
called them "Lucky Lindy" hats.  The host soldier spied me with the goggles and asked my parents for permission
to put me in the cockpit.  Of course they agreed - boys have run away from home for less than that.  I was lifted
up and dropped into the cockpit.  To my surprise, there was nothing to sit on.  I could see perfectly well out of the windscreen, but I had to be standing up to do so.  I vocalized my puzzlement.  The soldier explained to the crowd
that in the plane was a bucket seat.  It was down low because the pilot would wear a parachute - and would
actually sit on that.  The combination put him up high enough to see.  As the soldier reached to take me out, I
shouted "wait" and began to shift the goggles over my eyes. Then I leaned forward and made an authentic
machine gun noise.  There was some mild applause from the crowd as I shot down the evil enemy.  The soldier
smiled and managed to conceal his impatience.


So how come I ended up in the Navy




   Well, I don't know, Fred.  Sometimes these things just happen!  GIGGLES!

   I certainly am getting a kick out of the time travel!  Thanks so much for sharing these stories with us all, Fred!

From Bill Black ('66) of GA - 01/07/05:

I just read the tag line to Sherry Mitchum Baker's Last Will and Testament. 
"..and last, but not least, I leave to be with Bill."
Sherry, bay-bee...  Did I miss hooking up with you back in '65?  My apologies.  I was distracted.  I remember that was
the summer Bill Raper, Bobby Parrish and I spent many long hot days perfecting the button-hook pass on that field next
to the grey warehouses at 50th and Virginia Avenue, so we could play football our senior year.   
Both of us showed up for the first day of practice, showed our stuff, and after running plays with the rest of the team,
Coach Duff
posted a list of who he wanted to see at the second day's practice.  I'll always respect his tactfulness and
honesty.  After he shouted: "Here's the list of who we want to see tomorrow," and taped it to the locker room door,
he said, and I'll always remember his way of gentle way of nurturing a young prospect.. he said "BLACK!  What the HELL
are you even LOOKING at that piece of paper for?"
So, Sherry... Is lunch good?  Where do I meet you?  And be sure to bring Jackie Lyerly along so you can both meet my wife.


   I'd add something here but I'm laughing too hard.  Thanks, Bill!  You are a HOOT!

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 01/07/05:

Hi, Carol:
Please give my thanks to Kelly Lee Loose Bustamante ('58) of TX for identifying Jimmy Lee Raynor and his mother,
Rosalie Raynor
. I had forgotten that Jimmy was a gifted artist, and that his mother wore a coin changer on here belt
almost all the time. The names sure slipped from my memory, and it is nice to connect the names with memories that are
a bit foggy.
Somehow I knew a TYPHOON would come through with the names of folks in our past!
TYPHOON Regards,


   Isn't it fun when someone can supply instant answers to old questions that way?  Thanks, Adonis - and Kelly!

From Ron Miller ('59) of NC - 01/07/05:

Carol -- I think Joe Madagan's ('57 of FL) questions about the newspaperboy on a skateboard may have been answered correctly
Kelly Loose Bustamante (’58) of TX. Her comments brought back some memories. Jimmy ("Tex") Raynor did indeed get
a newsstand of his own in front of the shipyard main gate, and it was his grandmother who had to use a skateboard. Jimmy did use one
fairly frequently, but didn't have to.
Jimmy and I were fairly good friends. He was quite the artist, and tried several entertainment gigs. He put on some shows for the kiddies
on Saturday mornings at the Warwick Theater, before the western serials. That's when he adopted the nickname "Tex". I went to 3 or 4
of them to lend him some moral support. He was quite good.
I worked with Jimmy for a while at Dow Badische in the 70's -- he was a warehouse shift foreman for them -- maybe the warehouse
manager at the time. Haven't seen or heard of him since I left the area in 1979.
Anybody know his whereabouts? (I did a people search on Yahoo, and found several J and James Raynors in the Peninsula area).
Thanks. Ron

   Thanks for the confirmation, Ron.  Does anyone out there know where to find Jimmy?

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL to Kathy Pilgrim Clark ('63) of VA - 01/07/05:

Hi, Kathleen:
Since you described this (Epiphany) scene so well in your recent message to Carol, take a look at a photo, and notice the ice
in the James River. As you said in your message, the practice has been discontinued in Newport News. It is sure celebrated
at Tarpon Springs, Florida each year. Of course, it is much warmer.
Always, Adonis

   Thanks, Adonis!  BRRRRRR!!!

From Craig Miller ('63) of Fl - 01/07/05:

I loved the story about the birds in the snow.
With respect to your concern about letting religious thoughts "sneak-in" to the newsletter, I agree with you that "we are who we are". 
I hope my old classmates will still love me even though I was "converted" in 1982!  Since then, I have become a forgiving, loving person,
who never, ever condemns anyone, regardless of their faith or lifestyle.  (We're all sinners.)  When you've been forgiven as much as I have,
you can't point fingers at anyone!  You don't have to agree with me for me to love you.
Obviously, I enjoy the Biblical references and stories about how my classmate's lives may have been touched by God.
I enjoy all the other stories, and memories, too.  You shouldn't try to be 100% secular or 100% religious.  Just be yourself, I think you've found
a very nice balance.  For those who haven't surrendered their heart to the Messiah, they can tune-out the religious stuff like I used to do.
However, there might be that one day, when, like me (the dirtiest, nastiest, devil-dog in South Florida) that someone might "see" the
immeasurable love and forgiveness of God's Son and be supernaturally crushed by this love to repentance and faith in Christ.
You never know when God will knock on the door of someone's heart.  You and I cannot convert anyone, but if we're faithful about sharing
the truth of God's Love, the Holy Spirit will do the supernatural work of conversion, if He can find an open heart!

   Thanks, Craig!  I do think it's interesting how very many of us have found other paths from the faiths in which we were raised. 
One day when I'm bored (HA-HA!!  HA-HA-HA!!!), I think I'll call for a survey just to check the percentage on that.  I have good reason
to believe it is quite high.  It could probably be developed into a major study of some kind.  Thanks again, Craig!

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 01/07/05:

Hi, Carol:
Fred Field ('45) of CA sure gave us an insight as to the history of the ferry slip located at the foot of Manteo Avenue
in Hampton. He mentioned that it was relocated to the Small Boat Harbor in Newport News.
To refresh your memory, this is the ferry slip that was used to transport cars and people to Norfolk before the Hampton Roads
Bridge Tunnel was constructed. I made mention of this location in reference to the basketball teams of the mid '50s traveling
to Norfolk for games.
Always, Adonis

   What a great image!  Thanks for sharing it with us, Joe!


From Frances Goodson Wang ('65) of MD - 01/07/05:

Hi All,
Had a lovely talk with Carol today and she encouraged me to post the following.
My father has the ability to do water witching.  He knew that there was a strong river under Newport News, along
with weaker tributaries.  I was surprised to learn that others actually knew about this.  Daddy helped many people
locate water to drill their wells.  Most, as was ours, were used for gardens. Our well's water was ice cold but tasted of iron. 
I share his ability but to a much lesser degree.  When my branch will twist to the water,  the force dramatically changed
when he  would put his hands on mine, the branch would literally tear the skin from one's hands to turn.  Interesting.
My Auntie, Anna Coffee, worked for many years in Nachman's.  She was in clothing. The last I recall visiting her she was
selling hats.  I have many fond memories of going into that store.  I helped my mother pick out her china there, bought a
lovely white bathing suit there in '65 and almost won a contest as a model for Nachman's after being selected as a finalist
for my writing.  A  lovely cheerleader won.  That is where I picked my first perfume scent...a serious matter for a young lady. 
I often went with my mom for treats in the tea room, also.  All in all, many happy memories related to Nachman's.

I enjoy reading the recollections of others.

   Thanks, Frances!  It was great fun on the phone; thanks for calling!  I posted your note, and I'll be working on that nice batch
of pictures you sent me as quickly as I'm able!


From Judy Phillips Allen ('66) of VA - 01/08/05:

     Amen to your comments!  You are the boss!  Your way is OK by me.  Most are interested in most letters
you include.  I love it! We can't all be expected to be interested or agree with everything we read, so we just
have to do like shopping for groceries.  Leave the sweets on the shelf or take them home and ENJOY!
God Bless!

   GIGGLES!  Thanks, Judy!  I appreciate that!

    Y'all have a good weekend - and take care of each other!  TYPHOON FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol


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Love Me Tender

Words by Vera Matson

(Elvis Presley, 1956)

Love me tender,
Love me sweet,
Never let me go.
You have made my life complete,
And I love you so.

Love me tender,
Love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin’ I love you,
And I always will.

Love me tender,
Love me long,
Take me to your heart.
For it’s there that I belong,
And we’ll never part.

Love me tender,
Love me dear,
Tell me you are mine.
I’ll be yours through all the years,
Till the end of time.

(When at last my dreams come true
Darling this I know
Happiness will follow you
Everywhere you go).

"Love Me Tender" midi courtesy of http://www.menziesera.com/singalong/love_me_tender.htm
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA  - 01/07/05
Thanks, Dave!

  "Love Me Tender" lyrics courtesy of http://www.lyricsfreak.com/e/elvis-presley/49149.html - 01/07/05

First Elvis Image courtesy of http://www.fiftiesweb.com/elvis.htm - 01/07/05

Second Elvis Image courtesy of http://www.buy-images.com/3c-Elvis-Presley.html - 08/06/04 - I think....

Musical Bar clip art courtesy of http://clipart-darktreasures.com/Clip_Art/ClipArtMusicSheetMusic.htm - 02/05/04

A Special Thanks to Tom Norris (HHS - '73) for reminding me that today is Elvis' 70th Birthday!  Thanks, Babe!

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