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03/17/09 - NNHS Newsletter

There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.

John Millington Synge
(16 Apr 1871 - 24 Mar 1909)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

   We celebrate this day every year - because it's such fun!

   There must be hundreds of versions of this beautiful song available. As my holiday gift to you, I chose these six (listed in no particular order) for their variety.  Hopefully there's something for everyone to enjoy:

BONUS #1 - - Amy Walker (a cappella)

BONUS #2 - - The Muppets

BONUS #3 - - Andy Williams

BONUS #4 -  - Declan Galbraith (young Irish boy with a powerful voice)

BONUS #5 - - Celtic Woman - WOWZERONI!!!

BONUS #6 - - Michael Londra - with breathtaking scenes of Ireland!



 From  My Friend, Judy, of IL - 03/16/09, 11:30 AM - "health update":

I went into the hospital on Friday (03/13) straight from the doctor's office and got home today about noon. I feel a lot better but am tired of lying around!!! I'm going back to work tomorrow.
The dog was sure glad to see me!

   YOWZERONI! No wonder we were unable to reach you on the phone! Thanks for the update, Jude! You take care of yourself and we'll keep praying! 


   Happy St. Patrick's Day Birthday today to   Barbara Brewer (’69) of VA!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to    Johnny Mitchell ('57) of VA AND   Kay Knight Midkiff Evans ('59) of VA AND     Wade Scott ('66) of MO!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

19 -    Cheryl Mays Howard ('66) of VA;

20 - My Cousin, Stuart Atkinson (Warsaw HS / Rappahannock HS - '63) of VA AND  Sid Melton ('64) of NY AND   Terri McAfee Artman ('66) of VA AND My Nephew, Kevin Dick (Weber HS, UT - '82) of NC;

21 - Bob Morgan ('56) of MA AND        My #4 Son, Joshua Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '95) of IL;

22 - Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA;

23 -   Richard Marshall ('66) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All!

       From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 03/16/09 - "Tarey's Drive-In":

For far too long we have had only a very poor quality image of the long since demolished Tarey’s Drive-In, which was located on the southwest  corner of Jefferson Avenue and Harpersville Road.

Now, thanks to the NN Main Street Library and the 1965 Warwick High School annual (cleverly named “The Warwick”), we have a better image to trigger our dizzying memories of endlessly circling the circular parking lot. (Try saying that five times quickly.)

That appears to be a 1963 Chevy parked in front and a 1955 Ford next to it. And to make the image even more rare, there is snow.

1965 Warwick

   WOWZERONI! Thank you so much, David! I've added this gem to the Tarey's page:


    From My Cousin, Jean Atkinson Mallory (Warsaw HS / Rappahannock HS / John Marshall HS - '65) of VA - 01/20/09 - "World Celtic Connection - a new internet community":

World Celtic Connection ( is a labor of love run by me, Jean Mallory and my son, Michael. Our goal is to create an online community for all things of Celtic interest. Go to our site and look around. You can post on the forums. YouTube and Google video can be embedded in posts; as well as photos and other digitized artwork. If you are a musician who owns his/her copyright, you can submit music for our online mp3 player. There is a links directory to help find Celtic resources, so links are always welcome. You can create your own blog in the forum part of the site, and you can create friends directories, like a social media site. Please let your members know about us. We'd love a link from your site to ours, if you could.

We'd also love for you to submit an article for our news site. Articles on World Celtic Connection will cover a wide variety of topics, including, but not limited to: Celtic History, including histories of Celtic lands and groups; Current events and news in traditionally Celtic lands; Information about Celtic and related festivals, both upcoming, and reviews of recent festivals; Music news and reviews; Travel stories and reviews from areas of Celtic interest or relating to festivals and performances; Celtic languages, either stories about them or lessons; (Please include English-language translations.) ; Clan groups and activities. I'll be happy to provide credit and a link back to you or your organization's web site.

Our goal is to create a unique online community for those interested in furthering Celtic heritage; where communication and learning can occur worldwide. The features on the site will expand and evolve based on the needs and desires of the members.

If you have something to contribute or a suggestion, please contact me at

   SO COOL!!! Thanks, Jean! Best wishes to you and Michael with your new project!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 03/13/09 - "ST. PATRICK'S DAY CARDS":

  Hoping your weekend is nice.

  Thanks, Shari, these are pretty!


     From Joan Dinwiddie Smith ('63) of VA - 03/15/09 - "Navy releases prisoner":

Hope the attachment will open for you. I think everyone will enjoy.

Navy releases prisoner -
U.S.Navy releases Al Qaeda Terrorist - I can't believe it!!!!!

The US Navy today announced that it has released a senior Al Qaeda terrorist after questioning him extensively for 27 days while being held prisoner aboard a US aircraft carrier in the Arabian Sea.

In a humanitarian gesture, the terrorist was given $50 US and a white 1962 Ford Fairlane automobile upon being released from custody.

The attached photo shows the terrorist on his way home just after being released by the Navy.


   WILD GIGGLES!!! Well, I know I enjoyed it! Thanks, Joan!

    From Richard Dawes (NNHS / HHS - '62) of VA - 03/16/09 - " Dog vs. Cat Diary":

Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary...

Day 983 of my captivity...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.

Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...

   MORE WILD GIGGLES - so true!!! Thanks, Dicky!

From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 03/16/09 - "Magnolias":

MAGNOLIAS..........By Edna Ellison

I spent the week before my daughter's June wedding running last-minute trips to the caterer, florist, tuxedo shop, and the church about forty miles away.

As happy as I was that Patsy was marrying a good Christian young man, I felt laden with responsibilities as I watched my budget dwindle . .

So many details, so many bills, and so little time. My son Jack was away at college, but he said he would be there to walk his younger sister down the aisle, taking the place of his dad who had died a few years before. He teased Patsy, saying he'd wanted to give her away since she was about three years old!

To save money, I gathered blossoms from several friends who had large magnolia trees. Their luscious, creamy-white blooms and slick green leaves would make beautiful arrangements against the rich dark wood inside the church.

After the rehearsal dinner the night before the wedding, we banked the podium area and choir loft with magnolias. As we left just before midnight, I felt tired but satisfied this would be the best wedding any bride had ever had! The music, the ceremony, the reception - and especially the flowers - would be remembered for years.
The big day arrived - the busiest day of my life - and while her bridesmaids helped Patsy to dress, her fiancé Tim walked with me to the sanctuary to do a final check. When we opened the door and felt a rush of hot air, I almost fainted; and then I saw them - all the beautiful white flowers were black. Funeral black. An electrical storm during the night had knocked out the air conditioning system, and on that hot summer day, the flowers had wilted and died..

I panicked, knowing I didn't have time to drive back to our hometown, gather more flowers, and return in time for the wedding.

Tim turned to me. 'Edna, can you get more flowers? I'll throw away these dead ones and put fresh flowers in these arrangements.'

I mumbled, 'Sure,' as he be-bopped down the hall to put on his cuff links.

Alone in the large sanctuary, I looked up at the dark wooden beams in the arched ceiling. 'Lord,' I prayed, 'please help me. I don't know anyone in this town. Help me find someone willing to give me flowers - in a hurry!'

I scurried out praying for four things: the blessing of white magnolias, courage to find them in an unfamiliar yard, safety from any dog that may bite my leg, and a nice person who would not get out a shotgun when I asked to cut his tree to shreds.

As I left the church, I saw magnolia trees in the distance. I approached a house...No dog in sight. I knocked on the door and an older man answered. So far so good. No shotgun.. When I stated my plea the man beamed, 'I'd be happy to!'

He climbed a stepladder and cut large boughs and handed them down to me.

Minutes later, as I lifted the last armload into my car trunk, I said, 'Sir, you've made the mother of a bride happy today.'

'No, Ma'am,' he said. 'You don't understand what's happening here.'

'What?' I asked.

'You see, my wife of sixty-seven years died on Monday. On Tuesday I received friends at the funeral home, and on Wednesday. He paused. I saw tears welling up in his eyes.

'On Wednesday I buried her.' He looked away. 'On Thursday most of my out-of-town relatives went back home, and on Friday - yesterday - my children left.'

I nodded.

'This morning,' he continued, 'I was sitting in my den crying out loud. I miss her so much. For the last sixteen years, as her health got worse, she needed me. But now nobody needs me. This morning I cried, 'Who needs an eighty-six-year-old wore-out man? Nobody!' I began to cry louder. 'Nobody needs me!' About that time, you knocked, and said, 'Sir, I need you..'

I stood with my mouth open.

He asked, 'Are you an angel? The way the light shone around your head into my dark living room...'

I assured him I was no angel.

He smiled. 'Do you know what I was thinking when I handed you those magnolias?'


'I decided I'm needed. My flowers are needed. Why, I might have a flower ministry! I could give them to everyone! Some caskets at the funeral home have no flowers. People need flowers at times like that and I have lots of them. They're all over the backyard! I can give them to hospitals, churches - all sorts of places. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to serve the Lord until the day He calls me home!'
I drove back to the church, filled with wonder. On Patsy's wedding day, if anyone had asked me to encourage someone who was hurting, I would have said, 'Forget it! It's my only daughter's wedding, for goodness' sake! There is no way I can minister to anyone today.'
But God found a way. Through dead flowers.

'Life is not the way it's supposed to be. It's the way it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference.'

If you have missed knowing me, you have missed nothing. If you have missed some of my emails, you may have missed a laugh.  But, if you have missed knowing my LORD and SAVIOR, JESUS CHRIST, you have missed everything in the world..

May God's blessings be upon you.


This story is too beautiful not to send...

   This is a lovely selection about feeling needed, and I thought rather appropriate for today! Thanks, Norris!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 03/16/09 - "A friend referred me to this site":

Don't know if I believe this or not but I read the testimonials and what's there to lose. Eight days is worth the try.

   Well, this would be the traditional day for wishes, wouldn't it? Thanks again, Shari!

  From Margaret Kailos Lee ('67) of NC - 03/17/09 - "This is neat. I LOVE THIS!!!!":

The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.
Old Age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I don't agonize over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?

I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60&70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the
joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive.

You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it)



   Thank you so much, Margaret! These principles are becoming easier for me to embrace every day!

     From Linda May Bond Crayton ('66) of VA - 03/16/09 - "Warwick Gardens ?"

Haie Hi Ms Carol,

So wonderful to have your family with you - they're all so good looking! How can you stand it?

Any who, is there a Warwick Gardens page? That's where I hail from and it still stands today. It even looks the same, as if untouched by time.

Give those beautiful people a hello from me......
Linda May ' 66

   Thanks so much, Linda May - we're having great fun here!

   Warwick Gardens, you say?  Well, lemme see.....

    Ah - nope - not yet, but we'll take care of that next week, and yours will be the first entry! Thanks for the nudge, Lady!

      From My Sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC - 03/16/09 - "Beautiful song":

This was sent to me, and it is beautiful.....

Amazing Grace performed by El Divo at the Coliseum in Rome, Italy

   Thanks, Eleanor! We've posted this a couple of times before, but it's so "veddy, veddy" beautiful, we surely wouldn't want anyone to miss it!


   From Butch Ragland ('63) of CO - 03/12/09 - "Have a Giggle (#4 in a series of 13)":

Hi Carol!
Glad you are settling in to your new home!
After hearing me complain about my doctor getting on me about losing another 10 pounds my wife sent me the attached email for future excuses I can give him!
Have to admit I never thought of these and may use them next visit, when I know I will have probably gained another 10 pounds.
In case you need some newsletter filler sometime, I included the "Herman" comic attachments also!

Hope you enjoy them, and thanks again for keeping us in touch with our glory days.

Best to all!
Butch Ragland, NNHS '63
Colorado Springs, CO

   GIGGLES!!! These are great, Butch - thanks!


     From Me ('65) of IL - 03/17/09:

   We still have a number of exciting items to come from quite a few of y'all, but as they are rather time-consuming for me to process, I'm holding them in reserve for next week when I won't be playing with "my babies" with quite such an intensity!


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, Saturday, and Sunday, September 4, 5 and 6 (Labor Day Weekend), 2009 - The Class of 1969 will hold its 40-Year Reunion at the Point Plaza Hotel, Newport News, VA. For details, see: and contact Jean Baker Howell at - OPEN TO ALL NNHS ALUMNI

4. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 18, 19, and 20, 2009 - The Warwick High School Class of 1959 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center, Newport News, VA. For details, contact

5. 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 03/17/09

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

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Danny Boy

Words by Frederic Edward Weatherly (1848-1929);
Music: The Londonderry Air


Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

"Danny Boy" midi (at the suggestion of my #6 son, Dale Harty - American School, IL - '03 - of NC - 03/16/06)
courtesy of - 08/16/05
Thanks, Dale!

"Danny Boy" lyrics courtesy of - 03/17/06

Irish Shamrocks clip art courtesy of - 03/10/09

Animated St. Patrick's Day clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - um, in a previous year.....
Thanks, Al!

Small Shamrock Button plucked from Small Shamrock Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 03/10/09

Animated Shamrock Divider Line Clip art courtesy of - 03/12/09

Litchfield High School's Purple Panther Paw Print courtesy of - 06/23/07

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

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

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!!

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

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 also courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 08/18/05 (re-saved 02/27/09)
Thanks again, Al!

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

Large Shamrock Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 03/10/09

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