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02/27/09 - NNHS Newsletter -
Where Do You Go To, My Lovely?

“Love is the greatest refreshment in life."

- Pablo Picasso
(25 Oct 1881 - 08 Apr 1973)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
While we were searching for the perfect love songs to round out the month of February,        My #5 Son, Nathaniel Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '97) of IL, suggested this very interesting non-traditional ballad from 1969, which while quite popular in Europe, was rather obscure here in the United States, and therefore probably unfamiliar to most of us.  If it does ring a bell, perhaps you recall it from more recently:

"In 2007, the song was prominently used in Wes Anderson's short film Hotel Chevalier. The film is a prologue to his movie The Darjeeling Limited, in which the song also appears."

   I myself certainly do not remember it; how about you?? Watch the bonus video, and let us know, please.

BONUS - - Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To, My Lovely?

   Thanks, Nathaniel!


      From Don Jett (NNHS / Warwick HS - '60) of FL - 02/26/09 - "Carl Jett, President of the Class of 1952":

Hi All,
Update on Carl Jett, NNHS '52:  On Thursday, February 26th, my brother had his post accident appointment with the trauma team that treated him on February 5th after his horrible accident at his mountain home near Buena Vista, VA.  He got a good report with all injuries healing well and that really sparked his day.  He will continue to move slowly for many weeks ahead, but it looks as if his recovery will have him back to full speed before too long.  Your kind thoughts and prayers have meant so much to us and we know they were instrumental in his healing.
Thanks so much and God Bless,
Don Jett, WHS '60

   We're so glad to hear such good news, Don! Thanks for letting us know! - newly redesigned, but still misbehaving itself.........


  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 02/26/09 - "Prayers PLEASE":

Friends and Family,
I received this email from April (my daughter) this morning.  This prayer request is for Sunni (my grand-daughter).  Sunni is 15 years old, a sophomore at Henrico High School and has a 3.7 grade average.  Sunni has an opportunity that only a few students are offered.  Sunni was in the IB program (International  Baccalaureate) and continues to make excellent grades.  She is in the CFA (Center For the Arts) and hopes to attend VCU and major in music and become a music teacher.  Her grades alone have not been the only contributing factors to her having been offered this opportunity.  Her personality and attitude make her most deserving.  But of course I would feel that way!!!
The PFF will help open doors for possible scholarships, plus summer employment and transportation to and from that job, but it offers far more than just a job and transportation.  It offers a young person a chance to make her dreams come true.  There is a link below that will give more detailed information concerning the PFF.  It would have been wonderful if such programs had been available when we were her age.   
Please offer your prayers and help this chance become a reality.  Prayer makes all things possible!

Thanks a bunch,




I attached a picture of Sunni.  I hope I got the one I wanted.  She may kill me, you know how teenagers are about their pictures! 

Hey everyone!
I know some of you know about the opportunity that Sunni has had to apply for Partnership for the Future.  PFF is a summer internship that guarantees students a job (transportation included!) for the next 3 summers.  They also provide so much more, enrichment programs, they help them with college apps, SAT prep, college savings match (100% match up to $1000.00 per summer) . . . the list goes on and on.
Sunni turned in her application for this program this morning.  Please pray with me that God will bless her . . . US with this opportunity

   WOWZERONI!!! That we will do, Joyce! I remember Sunni's angelic singing voice from a video you sent us some time ago! - newly redesigned, but still misbehaving itself.........


   Happy Birthday today to      Evelyn Vretos ('55) of VA  AND   Phil Hammond ('64) of UT AND to my newly-acquired grandson,    Azrae Woods of IL, who is turning three years old today!  Have a great day, Sweetie!
   Happy Birthday tomorrow to    Wayne Agee ('58) of FL!

   Happy Birthday this week to:
29 -
Bob Schweida ('54) of NH;

01 - Alan Cohen ('57) AND    Robert Shapiro ('63) of VA;

04 -   Mr. William Etheridge (NNHS Principal) - 1922 - (deceased - 04/19/05);

05 - Hazel Pegram Southall ('57) AND Helen Pegram Ignace ('57) AND   Jeanie Scruggs Anderson ('65) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All!


1.   Taz Whitley ('65) of VA - 02/26/09:

Thursday 02/26/2009 11:48:42pm
Name: Taz Whitley
Marital Status Married
City/Country: Chester, VA
Comments Even though I transferred from NNHS - I still consider myself a Typhoon class of '65

   Thank You, Taz, it's good to hear from you again after all this time! I was so sorry to learn of the passing of your parents this past year:


   Hit #82,000 was made on Thursday, February 26, 2009 at 2:32 PM by an unknown AOL user. 

      From Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 02/26/09 - "Please Read":

This has been around before and apparently originated in Europe ("football watch"), but just in case you missed it, I'm bothering you with it again! Don't thank me, what are friends for? I mean, if I didn't trouble you with this, someone else would have and probably have already so done! :-)

Please read and be alert!
This gives us something to think about with all our new  electronic technology.
1. GPS
A couple of weeks ago a friend told me that someone she knew had their car broken into while they were at a football watch. Their car was parked on the green which was adjacent to the football stadium and specially allotted to football fans. Things stolen from the car included a garage door remote control, some money and a GPS which had been prominently mounted on the dashboard.
When the victims got home, they found that their house had been ransacked and just about everything worth anything had been stolen.
The thieves had used the GPS to guide them to the house.  They then used the garage remote control to open the garage door and gain entry to the house. The thieves knew the owners were at the  football game, they knew what time the game was scheduled to finish and so they knew how much time they had to clean up the house. It would appear that they had brought a truck to empty the house of its contents.
Never thought of this.......
This lady has now changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag was stolen.  Her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet...etc... was stolen.
20 minutes later when she called her hubby, from a pay phone telling him what had happened, hubby says 'I received your text asking about our Pin number and I've replied a little while ago.'
When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all  the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text 'hubby' in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account.
Moral of the lesson:
Do not disclose the relationship between you and the people in your contact list. 
Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby, Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc...
Most importantly, when sensitive info is being asked through texts, CONFIRM by calling back. 
Also, when you're being text by friends or family to meet them somewhere, be sure to call back to confirm that the message came from them.
If you don't  reach them, be very careful about going places to meet 'family and friends' who text you?
Be alert of how to list in your cell and GPS with your personal information...

   And as they used to say on tellybision about a quarter of a century ago, "Let's be careful out there!"

   Thanks, Wayne Honey!

      From My Sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC - 02/26/09:

Hello my darling sister, Carol,
You are settled happily with your family all around you, and that is super--for you. I miss you terribly, but I am delighted for your good fortune. Your treasures which were left at my house want to get to you, so I think I will start sending a box a week.

People here keep asking how you,        Paul (Harty - Bardolph HS, IL - '61 - of IL) and         Adrienne (Harty - Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL - of IL) are and if you miss us. I tell them that you are all having such fun with your relatives visiting and with parties and family gatherings that you are super and have no time to miss us.

        (Our cousin), Cheryl (White Wilson - John Marshall HS - '64 - of VA) and I will visit you sometime in the spring, and Cheryl will bring at least one friend. Everybody knows that you're the center of the party. Adrienne and I will catch up on side trips just like old times.

   Well, OF COURSE, we all miss you, Silly Lady!

   I miss you especially, but also our friends from church, and our home, and our neighbors, too. I miss the opportunity of running up to the Sacred Soil with you and all the fun we had, and dinners, and even shopping with you, and - OH, CRUM!!! Now I'm bawling again.

   We're having fun here, too, but I must say, I think Yogi had the right idea:


"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

- Yogi Berra
(b. 12 May 1925)

   Thanks, Eleanor - I love you - and I'm REALLY looking forward to your visit with Cheryl!

  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 02/26/09 - "RE: 02/24/09 - Mardi Gras":


We lived in Gonzales, LA for 3 years back in '81 to  '84.  We loved the people and the culture there.  Mardi Gras was a special time, not just in New Orleans.  We would exchange King Cakes with friends and co-workers.  There were festivals and parades in many places.

We loved to go to Metairie, LA for what was billed as the Family Parade.  The kids loves it.  They had a contest to see who got the most beads.  One year our daughter, Sheri (age 5) was crying because all the beads seemed to go over her head.  Her brother and sister had arms full and she had maybe a dozen.  We went to get something to eat after the parade and when we took off her coat, the hood that hung down her back was full of beads.  She was one happy kid.

Another time we went to a craw-fish boil at the home of a family from church.  They let some of them go and you should have seen the kids run.  There was a giant pot and everything went in it, onions, potatoes, corn on the cob, carrots, celery and last of all the craw-fish.  Then when all was done, they put all the food and sauces out onto a large trailer covered with newspaper.  You pulled up a chair and everyone ate.  Great fun.

If you every get a chance to visit, take it.  There is so much more to it than New Orleans.

Thanks for the chance to remember a great place.


  Well, now, that's more like what I had envisioned! I somehow doubt I'll ever be going more than a hundred miles from home again, but it's good to know! Thanks, Ruthie!

From the President of the Class of 1965,     Joe Wingo of NC - 02/26/08:

Thanks for the birthday wishes, my dear. Just glad to be having another one!

I’m healthy and happy so what more do I have a right to ask for? Life is simple and I try not to complicate it.

Hope you are happy as well even if not settled as yet.

Take care, Carol.

Love ya’ girl,


   Thank you, Joe Sweetie - love you, too!

From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 02/26/09 - "The Tea Cup":

This is beautiful

The Tea Cup
Love this story or not, you may not be able to have tea in a tea cup again without thinking of this.

There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups.  Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked, "May we see that?  We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."

As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay.

My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that! I don't like it! Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"

Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around.

"Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy!  I'm going to be sick!", I screamed.

But the master only nodded and said, quietly; "Not yet."

He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!"

I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'.

When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good!

"Ah, this is much better," I thought. But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over.  The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag.

"Oh, please, Stop it, Stop," I cried.

He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!'.

Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried.  I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering, "What's he going to do to me next?"

An hour later he handed me a mirror and said, "Look at yourself."

And I did. I said, "That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!!!" 

Quietly he spoke: "I want you to remember, then," he said, "I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life. If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you."

The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.

So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.

Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the Potter.

   Thank you so much, Norris! I've heard this analogy many times, but it was expressed so nicely in this telling. Make mine herb tea, please!

  From Jerry ('65) and    Judy Phillips ('66) Allen of VA - 02/26/09 - "Our Childhood Visits to Santa":

Hey, Carol! 

Does this Santa picture count?  It was taken in '62 or '63 down on Washington Avenue somewhere.  We think it was Grant's.

   AWWW - this certainly DOES count! That is soooo precious - and I'm glad y'all were able to re-visit with him later! We just love those THEN and NOW shots!

1962 or '63 Later Later
Jerry Allen ('65),
Santa Claus, and
Judy Phillips ('66)
Judy Phillips Allen ('66)
and Santa
Jerry Allen ('65),
Santa Claus, and
Judy Phillips Allen ('66)

   Thanks so much, Jerry and Judy!

    From Linda May Bond Crayton ('66) of VA - 02/26/09:

This is my father at the age of 10, around 1912. To his right are his parents and to his left are the engineer with his wife. Note the name on the train, that was my grandfather's sister's husband!

Wise Co., VA

   COOL BEANS!!! Your own personal train! 
Well, sorta - close enough for our purposes, anyway!

ca. 1912 - Wise Co., VA

   I'm always more eager to return to the Saga of the Two Trains - and four long years had passed since we'd added anything to it!

Thanks, all, for the    Good & Plenty! Should have known, Hey?
Linda May

   Perhaps we should have known, Linda May, but I really didn't remember it either - probably because I didn't like licorice for the first twenty five or so years of my life.....

  Thanks, Lady!

  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 02/26/09:


My daughter Sandy is a blonde and a nursing student.  She sent me this:

Why did the blonde student nurse take a red marker to the hospital with her?

She was told they were going to learn to draw blood!

  GIGGLES! Thanks again, Ruthie!

      From Don Jett (NNHS / Warwick HS - '60) of FL - 02/26/09 - "Info from Don Jett":

Hi Carol,

I have noticed in several places throughout your web-site that some people have their e-mail address listed. Please feel free to publish my e-mail address wherever it is appropriate. It is

I hope you and your family are well (and warm) and please know that I can hardly wait for your daily publication, especially sitting up here in the Virginia mountains. Can't wait to see the Florida sunshine again.

Thanks so much for publishing the news of my brother's accident on the Prayer Roll and the update in your daily publication. Carl was senior Class President of NNHS in 1952 and has many friends throughout the Peninsula.


Don Jett, WHS '60

   Thank you so much for your encouraging words, Don! Sometimes (such as now) when I'm obsessing over tiny ridiculous details and wondering if I'm ever going to finish the job at hand, I tend to pull my hair and ask myself if anyone really cares - so it's good to know someone does!

   I have added your email addy to the Alumni Page for the class of 1960:

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 02/26/09 - "Corny but cute":

Have a nice weekend.                               .


I was in a department store dressing room when I overheard a woman in the next booth make disparaging remarks about the clothes she was trying on. Finally, an attendant knocked on her door and asked if there was a specific color or style she could get for her.

"I need a dress for my class reunion," the woman answered. "I don't care what color or style, as long as it makes me look twenty pounds lighter and ten years younger."

From another dressing room I heard a woman call out, "Make that two."


My husband, Mike, and I had several stressful months of financial difficulties. So one evening I was touched to see him gazing at the diamond wedding ring that symbolized our marriage. "With this ring..." I began romantically. we could pay off Visa!

Sitting at a stoplight, I was puzzling over the meaning of the vanity plate on the car in front of me. It read "Innie." Then I got it. The make of the car was Audi.
"What kind of music do you sing?"


"Don't you mean 'a cappella', singing without instrumental accompaniment?"

"Nope. I mean 'aqua-pella', singing accompanied only by the water coming out of the shower-head."
The chef at a family-run restaurant had broken her leg and came into our insurance office to file a disability claim. As I scanned the claim form, I did a double take. Under "Reason unable to work," she wrote: "Can't stand to cook."

"I see you were last employed by a psychiatrist," said the employer to the applicant. "Why did you leave?"

"Well," she replied, "I just couldn't win. If I was late to work, I was hostile. If I was early, I had an anxiety complex. If I was on time, I was compulsive."
"If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn't it follow that electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted?"

- George Carlin

A woman, her husband, and their three rambunctious young sons were in their car waiting at a traffic light.  The woman glanced over at the car next to them, noticing a blissfully happy mother with her baby daughter.

Looking at her husband she said, "As soon as I lose my weight from the last baby, I want to try for a daughter."

The husband reached up to the dash, grabbed an open box of snacks, and said, "Here, have another cookie."

A frog telephones the Psychic Hotline and is told, "You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you."

The frog says, "This is great! Will I meet her at a party, or what?"

"No," says the psychic. "Next semester in her biology class."

  GIGGLES! Thanks again, Shari!

     From Me ('65) of IL - 02/27/09 - "More to Come":

   In addition to the previously promised "Movies, Banks, and Track and Field" updates, I just moved a number of items off today's line-up for the next edition - else I ain't nebeah gonna finish this one today! (English major, you know...)


From My Friend, Tina, of NC - 02/26/09 - "ALERT":

In 2009 the government will start deporting all the mentally ill people.

I started crying when I thought of you.

Run my little crazy friends, run!

Well, what can I say ???

Someone sent it to me, and darn it, I'm NOT going alone!!

Have a Nice Day!!!

   Thanks, Tina!


1. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, April 23, 24, and 25, 2009 - The Class of 1954 will hold its 55-Year Reunion.  For details, contact Dr. Harry Simpson at 804-694-0346 or email him at - CLASS OF 1954

2. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, May 15, 16, and 17, 2009 - The Hampton High School Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Crowne Plaza Hotel. For details, see: - HAMPTON HIGH SCHOOL - CLASS OF 1964

3. Friday and Saturday, September 4 and 5 (Labor Day Weekend), 2009 - The Class of 1969 will hold its 40-Year Reunion at the Point Plaza Hotel, Newport News, VA. For details, contact Jean Baker Howell at - OPEN TO ALL NNHS ALUMNI

4. Friday and Saturday, October 10 and 11, 2009 - The Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Newport News Marriott at City Center, 740 Town Center Drive, Newport News, VA 23606: For details, see: - CLASS OF 1964

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 02/27/09

BLOG: - updated 01/09/09

   Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!  We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                                   Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty
746 Hillsboro Avenue
Edwardsville, IL 62025-1821  

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Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

ritten by Peter Sarstedt, 1969
(b. 12 Dec 1942)

You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds
and pearls in your hair, yes, there are

And you live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard of St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes, you do

But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes, I do

Well, I've seen all your qualifications
That you got from the Sorbonne
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes, it does

And when you go on your summer vacation
You go to Juan-les-Pins
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs

And when the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz
With the others of the jet-set
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy
But you never get your lips wet, no, you don't

But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes, I do

Your name is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
And he sent you a racehorse for Christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, ha-ha-ha-ha

And they say that when you get married
It'll be to a millionaire
Ah, but they don't realize where you came from
And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn

But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
You better tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes, I do

Well, I remember the back streets of Naples
And two children begging in rags
Both touched with a burning ambition
To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes, they try

So look into my face, Marie-Claire
And remember just who you are
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear
the scar, deep inside, yes, you do

I know where you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that surround you
'Cause I can look inside your head

"Where Do You Go To (my Lovely)" midi courtesy of - 02/25/09
at the suggestion of my #5 Son, Nathaniel Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '97) of IL - 02/25/09
Thanks, Nathaniel!

"Where Do You Go To (my Lovely)" lyrics courtesy of - 02/25/09
also at the suggestion of my #5 Son, Nathaniel Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '97) of IL - 02/25/09
Thanks again, Nathaniel!

Image of Cherubs Statue courtesy of - 02/26/09

Hillsboro High School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

Gold Heart Line Divider Line clip art courtesy of - umm, probably sometime in 2005

Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still missing...)
Thanks, Al!
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Thanks, Norm!

Animated Tiny Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!

Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of the late Herbert Hice of MI - one of my Famous Marines who served in the South Pacific during WWII.
Thanks again, Herbie!!

Animated Guest Book clip art courtesy of - 03/07/06

Page Hit Counter clip art courtesy of - 03/07/06

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of - 05/29/06

American School Logo courtesy of - 09/05/06

John Marshall High School's Justice Scale clip art courtesy of Cheryl White Wilson (JMHS - '64) of VA - 10/13/05 (replaced 02/23/09)
Thanks, Cheryl!

Animated Cheering Smiley clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 08/18/05 (re-saved 02/27/09)
Thanks, Al!

Image of Good & Plenty courtesy of - 02/26/09

Animated Laughing Jerry courtesy of Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA - 06/14/06
Thanks, Cookie!

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05 (still missing...)
Replaced courtesy of - 02/17/09

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