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I'm sorry this is arriving so late in the day. I seem to be running more than my usual "bit behind". Today's issue seems
to have more than its fair share of sad news, too.

Then download and install their Ad-Aware SE Personal version. It will detect and delete all copies of GRIP, and 100's of other spyware/trojan
programs installed on your computer. You will be amazed at how many have sneaked into your system.

Everybody should use it. Best of all, It is totally FREE! I have been using it for over a year now, and no longer have those problems. The first
time I used it, there were over 200 copies of spyware programs in my system.

Carol, Please let Ron know how thankful I am to have his advice. I have printed his message and will do what he
suggests ASAP. Thank you so much, Ron. And Carol, thanks for being the intermediary. KC

To Dee Hodges Bartram "66" . It's a small world, my mother Irene S. Slusser was one of the first Police Women
in Newport News hired before Consolidation of Newport News and Warwick County. I remember your mother well. She
and Sally Disharoon (HHS - '56) and my mother and Bernice Michaels were all on the force together. I think
Bernice 's daughter also went to Newport News High. My husband is retired from the Newport News Police Department
and my youngest son is currently on the Newport News Police Department. I went to the Policemen's Ball last week at the
Omni in Newport News, and they had a lot of the old pictures of the Policewomen and the Secretaries and the Policemen
displayed on a slide show presentation. It was really great to see some of the uniforms of the past. My mother also had
to carry a gun. She stood a Traffic Point and was called to help out when they arrested a female in a raid and needed
to have her frisked. She also went to court to testify in cases where she had arrested someone for a traffic violation.

Carol, keep up the great work with the web site. It is a real service to all the Typhoon's and I don't know what I did
before I first heard about your great work of art. This is so wonderful. I know it is a lot of work, so take care of yourself
and try not to overwork yourself and get sick again. We Typhoons would be lost without you.

Take Care, Catherine Hudson

Thanks, Cathy! I appreciate your prayers, as I'm sure Miles and Eleanor will also.

Your Policemen's Ball sounds like it was lots of fun! Thanks for sharing that with us!

I also appreciate your concern for my health. I do not believe it was really overwork, however. I'm really one the the Great
Bums of the Earth, so I fail to see how that can be a problem. I will admit, however, to being too sensitive to criticism and stress,
and the last seven weeks seemed to have contained more of both than I would have preferred to have endured - and obviously, I
did not endure them well. I may have mentioned before, and you may have noticed yourself, that I tend to be WAAAAY too
trusting, and that is just not always wise. But at this point in time, I doubt it is apt to change, so I'll just keep trusting people, and
finding daggers in my back from time to time, and remove them, and forgive them, and go on with my life and trust the very same
people all over again.

But it involved none of y'all, because y'all are all Sweetie-Pies, and your supportive natures are a real blessing in my life.
Thanks so much!

Tom Flax ('64) of VA was kind to send along his comments and wishes, and of course I remember his dear sister
Helen Flax ('58). He sure set a new standard for class reunions, by recording the event in a media that permits those
who are unable to attend to enjoy all the activities. The memories that Chris Ellis ('64) shared of Julie Conn calling
him to the Athletic Director's Office from class to inform him he was to play with the 8th & 9th Grade Basketball
Team against the Hampton Krabbas was priceless. That was really classic Coach Julie Conn.

Carol, there is another person that needs to be added to the typhoon death list. his name is Thomas Minor
Wilkinson. He was in the class of 1958. He lived across the street from me on 24th Street. I rode to school
with him every day in his '47 Chevy. He got killed in an auto accident either his senior year or after. Some one
else of that year may have more information than I do. I have forgotten. His senior picture is in the 1958 Anchor.
I do remember he had a younger sister, Elaine, whom I dated a few times I forgot her senior year (I think
about '62 or '63), also a younger brother David Wilkinson whose senior year I cannot remember. I think I am
getting the same thing Ronald Reagan had.

Oh, dear. Thanks, Glenn. I'll post it soon. Elaine was in the Class of '61, and David was in, um, I haven't found that yet......

CHERYL........OH what a NICE MEMORY.......SOME things have CHANGED and OTHERS have REMAINED
the same.......GLAD that my MEMORY is the ONE thing that is in the RIGHT PLACE.....NOW.....
THANK you for the PROM PIC.......TAKE care...........TYPHOONS forever .......al CLASS of 64

My husband Steve (Toth - Menchville HS - '72) dug up this treasure recently - a photo of the Blue Lite Club. At this
time the club had already closed, and the building was turned into an archery range. But, as you can see, it still says
"Blue Lite" on the wall. Photo was taken around 1978.

Jean Lankes Toth, HHS '72

WOWZERONI!!! Thanks, Jean - and Steve! This is great! I still don't remember it, but I'm sure there are
many who are delighted to see it again!

I was sorry to learn today that Jimmy McDonald’s ('57) brother, David, has passed away. Here is the obituary in today’s Daily Press....

APPLE VALLEY, MINN. - David A. McDonald, 68, passed away at his home in Apple Valley, Minn., after a lengthy illness.
He was born June 5, 1936, in Newport News and lived in the area for 40 years. He graduated from NNHS in 1955 and served
16 years in the VA National Guard. He worked as a designer in ESTD Dept at the Newport News shipyard before leaving the
area and eventually working for Unisys in MN. He was predeceased by a son, Michael McDonald; his parents, John and
Helen McDonald; a brother, Richard McDonald; and a sister, Margaret Thomas. Left to cherish his memory are his wife,
Frances McDonald; three sons, David, John and Robert McDonald; a daughter, Catherine Ledger; and nine grandchildren,
all of Apple Valley, Minn. He is also survived by two sisters, Patricia Sprouse of Slidell, La., and Julia Robinette of Hampton;
and a brother, James McDonald of Williamsburg. A memorial service was held in celebration of his life in Apple Valley.

Published in the Daily Press on 2/21/2005.

I will be leaving for CA on March 1^st, but I will have my new laptop with me, and I’ll be able to receive and send emails while I’m gone,
so if there is any news that needs to be sent to the whole class, just let me know. I return on April 5^th. Hopefully the weather in CA will
be better, and the weather will have improved in VA when I return!

Oh, my. Sigh. Thanks so much, Thelma. We extend our sincerest sympathies to the entire McDonald family.

There have been so many deaths lately that I'm afraid it's going to take me a whole day to post them all This one will soon
appear on Typhoon Deaths.

Carol, we have a new email address......

Please change….couldn’t do without your stuff!!!

Thanks, Steve Veazey

Sorry to hear about your nephew. Thoughts and prayers to the family. I also have bad news. My cousin Thomas Glenn
Braswell (class of '64) was found dead by his wife Thursday morning; they think she had a heart attack after finding him.
His funeral will be Wednesday (2/23/05) at Farmville United Methodist Church, Farmville, N.C.. Farmville Funeral Home is
in charge.

Becky Braswell Branch


*1964 Anchor, p. 137*

Oh, NO! How doubly tragic! Please accept our thoughts, love and prayers along with our sympathies, and pass them
on to Tommy's family. Thanks for sharing this very sad news with us, Becky.

I will post this very soon on both Typhoon Deaths and In Memoriam - 1964.

I was just looking at the email address listing and noticed I had not notified you of a change in my work email address.
The pullenws@djj has changed to Steve.Pullen@djj.virginia.gov. I can still receive email at the old address but that will stop
in the near future.

I was not happy to read the last newsletter and hear about your bump in the road. I hope you are feeling much better and will
take all the precautions possible to take care of yourself. The newsletters are incredible and I look forward to them and the
comments from everyone. The history is really coming out on droves and the detail is amazing.

Thanks, Steve! I've changed your address both in my mailing list, and on the Contact - '65 page:

I'll try to keep a better eye on my blood pressure, Steve. I did feel it start to rise a couple of days before the incident. I thought
if I just ignored it and tried to stay calm, and think happy thoughts, it would subside. I think I thought wrong. Whadaya think?

Good Morning,

Sorry to hear that you have been ill. Hope you are back up and running now. I am
still catching up on the newsletters since we have returned from our cruise. We had
a wonderful, relaxing time.

On a sad note I would like to pass on the obituary for the passing of Diane Rodgers
Mayes (Class of '63's) mother.

Roberta R. Rodgers

NEWPORT NEWS - Roberta R. 'Bobbie' Rodgers, 83, passed away on Sunday, Feb. 20, 2005. Born Roberta Rowell in a
suburb of Charlotte, N.C., Bobbie moved to Newport News in 1940. She was married in February 1944 to Joe Junior Rodgers
until his death in 1985. For many years, she provided daycare for a host of children of local working parents. Her love
of children and her uncanny ability to both understand and provide for their individual needs will always be remembered
by those whose lives she touched. Her personality and sense of humor seemed to fit perfectly with her philosophy of always
giving to others and attempting to provide help in any way that she could. Those of us left behind to mourn her passing are
trusting God to keep her soul safe and well until we have the privilege of seeing her again. Survivors include her daughter,
Diane R. Mayes of Newport News; her son, David L. Rodgers and wife, June, of Hampton; three grandchildren, Cindy L.
Lineberger and husband, Randy, Amy P. Minter and husband, Mike, and Donald P. Edwards Jr.; and her great-grandson,
Josh A. Lineberger. The family will receive friends from 7 to 8:30 p.m. Wednesday, Feb. 23, at Peninsula Funeral Home. A
graveside service will be conducted at 1 p.m. Thursday in Peninsula Memorial Park, officiated by the Rev. George T. Insley.

Published in the Daily Press from 2/21/2005 - 2/22/2005.

Susie

Oh, my goodness! We're so sorry to hear this news! Our deepest sympathies are extended to Diane and her family.

Was trying to enter my birthday but did not see a place to go into to enter it. Please tell me how to do it or is it something
that is necessary that it needs to be done on your end. As always thanks for a great site...... I'm sure like myself all of us
Typhoon folks really appreciate your effort and continuing information that you provide all of us.

Thanks so much, Wayne! I appreciate your kind remarks. When I first began the web site, I would have had no clue how
to make it interactive. Now that I've learned enough to do that (I think. Maybe. Possibly maybe.), I find that I'm too big a
control freak to allow any such thing. Surely it would save me countless hours, but think of the power I would lose! And people
could be adding all sorts of content! Why, what ever would I do?!? WILD GIGGLES!!!

So for now (and probably forevermore), we'll keep it as before. Send everything directly to me, and I'll post it. I'm a tyrant,
but I'm cute. Kinda. In small doses.

Yes, I am still here in FLAW-DAH. I live in a little dumpy suburb nawth of Fort Liquordale called Boca
Raton, which is Spanish for "Mouth of the Rat"...lovely...that should get me an extra 25 cents for my
house! No wonder we just say, "oh, I live in Boca." But I miss NEWPUT News. Any Typhoons
in NAWFOK?

Ain't it da truth?!? I can offer no good excuses, either, Craig. At least I mentioned another state of the union, and didn't say,
"Craig Miller of Nepal", for instance. Sometimes after these little strokes I just start substituting any old noun for another, such
as "Craig Miller of Painting", or "Craig Miller of Shower", or "Craig Miller of Clock". See? It could have been worse! GIGGLES!!!

Somehow I seriously doubt that you live in a dumpy little suburb. I live in a dumpy little suburb. Not you. NOW who's confused?!?
WILDER GIGGLES!!!

Yes, we do indeed have a couple of Typhoons in Nawfok, but I'll let them identify themselves, lest I break some privacy clause
or other.

I'll try to keep my facts straight, Craig, but under the circumstances, I can guarantee nothing! Thanks!

Father and I went down to camp
Along with Captain Gooding
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding.

Chorus
Yankee doodle, keep it up
Yankee doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.

There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
A-giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million.

Chorus

And then the feathers on his hat
They looked so' tarnal fin-a
I wanted pockily to get
To give to my Jemima.

Chorus

And then we saw a swamping gun
Large as a log of maple
Upon a deuced little cart
A load for father's cattle.

Chorus

And every time they shoot it off
It takes a horn of powder
It makes a noise like father's gun
Only a nation louder.

Chorus

I went as nigh to one myself
As' Siah's underpinning
And father went as nigh agin
I thought the deuce was in him.
We saw a little barrel, too
The heads were made of leather
They knocked upon it with little clubs
And called the folks together.

Chorus

And there they'd fife away like fun
And play on cornstalk fiddles
And some had ribbons red as blood
All bound around their middles.
The troopers, too, would gallop up
And fire right in our faces
It scared me almost to death
To see them run such races.

Chorus

Uncle Sam came there to change
Some pancakes and some onions
For' lasses cake to carry home
To give his wife and young ones.

Chorus

But I can't tell half I see
They kept up such a smother
So I took my hat off, made a bow
And scampered home to mother.

Chorus

Cousin Simon grew so bold
I thought he would have cocked it
It scared me so I streaked it off
And hung by father's pocket.

Chorus

And there I saw a pumpkin shell
As big as mother's basin
And every time they touched it off
They scampered like the nation.

Other Verses:

And there was Captain Washington,
With gentlefolks about him,
They say he's gown so 'tarnal proud
He will not ride without them.

Chorus

There came Gen'ral Washington
Upon a snow-white charger
He looked as big as all outdoors
And thought that he was larger.

Chorus


*1958 Anchor, p. 43*


About 1978


*1955 Anchor, p. 130*