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04/05/13 - NNHS Newsletter - Willow Weep for Me

Willow, in thy breezy moan,
I can hear a deeper tone;
Through thy leaves come whispering low,
Faint sweet sound of long ago--
Willow, sighing willow!

Felicia D. Hemans, Willow Song

(25 Sept 1793 - 16 May 1835)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

    It's a real toss-up which of these three artists has the loveliest version of this song.

BONUS #1 - - Willow Weep for Me - Julie London, 1962

BONUS #2 - - Willow Weep for Me - Frank Sinatra and Red Norvo Quintet -  Live, 1959

BONUS #3 - - Willow Weep for Me - Ella Fitzgerald


"Willow Weep for Me" is a popular song composed in 1932 by Ann Ronell, who also wrote the lyrics. The song form is AABA and it is written in 4/4 time.[1] It is mostly known as a jazz standard, having been recorded first by Ted Fio Rito (with vocal by Muzzy Marcellino) in October 1932 and by Paul Whiteman (with vocal by Irene Taylor) the following month. Both were hits in December 1932.[2] It was a Top 40 hit for the British duo Chad & Jeremy in 1964; the song was released on their Yesterday's Gone album and reached No. 15 on the Billboard Hot 100 and No. 1 on the Adult Contemporary chart.[3]

One account of the inspiration for the song is that, during her time at , Ronell "had been struck by the loveliness of the willow trees on campus, and this simple observation became the subject of an intricate song".[2] The song was not initially accepted by publishers, for several reasons. First, the song is dedicated to George Gershwin; a dedication to another writer was disapproved of at the time, so the first person presented with the song for publication, Saul Bornstein, passed it to Irving Berlin, who chose to accept it. Other reasons stated for its slow acceptance are that it was written by a woman and that its construction was unusually complex for a composition that was targeted at a commercial audience (i.e. radio broadcast, record sales and sheet music sales).[1] An implied tempo change in the fifth bar, a result of a switch from the two quavers and a quaver triplet opening in each of the first four bars to just four quavers opening the fifth, then back to two quavers and a quaver triplet opening the sixth bar, which then has a more offset longer note than any of the previous bars, was one cause of Bornstein's concern.[1][4] Notable recordings continued from the early 1950s, following the success of Stan Kenton's 1950 release (with vocal by June Christy) of the song.[1][2]

"We're in an energetic cocktail-hour press reception in Manhattan during the JVC Jazz Festival. Providing background music an excellent but unannounced jazz trio plays Willow Weep for Me.

"'Did you hear the rumour about that tune?' Dan Morgenstern asks me. Had I heard ten rumours about the song there would only be one wise answer. 'No?'

"Dan is a rich fund of knowledge about jazz and about Manhattan. Odds-on he's going to tell me something new.

'Ann Ronnell, the composer, was seeing George Gershwin regularly when she wrote Willow Weep for Me,' says Dan. 'The story is that George actually wrote it, and made her a present of the copyright.'
"Who knows? With all that motivic repetition, the melody contains enough Gershwin thumb prints to give credence to the anecdote."


  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 04/05/13, 1:05 AM - "Daughter's surgery":

Carol and all the NNHS family,

Harry and I are in Colorado Springs, CO and are both wrapped around a little baby finger. Granddaughter, Kylie, is keeping us busy, to say the least. Daughter, Kimmy Dryden, had her surgery today at the hospital on Ft. Carson Army Base to remove the right half of her thyroid. All went well. No cancer was found, although the lump was larger than they expected. Her husband, Chris was able to be with her at the hospital, while we took care of Kylie.

Thank all of you for your prayers. They mean a lot and have the power to help those in need.

Love you all,
Ruth Ann Reece Horace

   SUPER-DE-DUPER! Thanks so much for letting us know, Ruthie - give our love to all!


        From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 03/20/13, 4:46 PM - "     Dave Arnold's ('65) (12 Aug 1947 - 21 July 2012) Final Resting Place":


Please post this in an upcoming newsletter.

Dave Arnold’s Ashes to be Distributed by Civil War Cannon at Fort Shenandoah on April 13th

My good friend, Dave Arnold (NNHS ’65), died tragically on 21 July 2012, as a result of an automobile accident. In accordance with his wishes, his body was cremated.

It was also his wish that his ashes be distributed in the Shenandoah Valley. Dave loved "the Valley" (as he called it) of Virginia. He grew up in the Tidewater area, but his heart remained in the Valley area of Virginia. It is only fitting that his ashes should find their final home there.

It is also only fitting that his ashes should be distributed by being fired from his very own cannon, which he was having fabricated, so that he could more fully participate with the 1st Virginia, his skirmish group, which is a part of the North-South Skirmish Association.

His final wish will now be fulfilled, thanks to the efforts of his fellow Civil War skirmishers.

On April 13 at 12:00 noon, this ceremony will take place at Ft. Shenandoah at the primary range where the skirmish events are held. Attendees will enter and pass the range keeper's house, and there are signs to the main range.

All are welcome to attend. Dave would have been thrilled to have you watch his cannon being fired on the skirmish field. I can think of no greater way in which to honor his memory.

Fort Shenandoah is owned and operated by the North-South Skirmish Association and is located near Winchester VA.

You can learn more at their web site:

Directions are here:

For GPS users, the street address is “480 Chalybeate Spring Road, Winchester VA, 22603”.

   Oh, WOW! I had no idea! We wish we could make it ourselves, but I think the chances of that are infinitesimally small.....

  Thank you so much for letting me know, David!

April 13, 1861 American Civil War: Fort Sumter surrendered to Southern forces.


     Happy Birthday tomorrow to   Gerald Leonard ('66) of VA AND Aaron (Hank) Smith ('69)!

     Happy Birthday this week to:

07 -   Marc Snyder ('65) of NC;

09 -   Denise Roane (Hampton HS - '71) of VA;

10 -      Dale Parsons, Sr. (June '48) of VA AND    Skip Wood ('65) of NC;

11 -     Brownie Shaffer Haracivet ('62) of VA AND   Susan Avent Hill ('66) of VA AND    Kathy Cooper ('70) of VA;

12 - Harvey Weinstein ('57) AND   Richard Rawls ('71) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All!


April 05, 1933 - U.S. President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed two executive orders: 6101 to establish the Civilian Conservation Corps, and 6102 "forbidding the Hoarding of Gold Coin, Gold Bullion, and Gold Certificates" by U.S. citizens.

April 05, 1942 - The Imperial Japanese Navy launched a carrier-based air attack on Colombo, Ceylon during the Indian Ocean Raid. Port and civilian facilities were damaged and the Royal Navy cruisers HMS Cornwall and HMS Dorsetshire were sunk southwest of the island.

April 05, 1943 - American bomber aircraft accidentally caused more than 900 civilian deaths, including 209 children, and 1300 wounded among the civilian population of the Belgian town of Mortsel. The target was the Erla factory one kilometer from the residential area hit.

April 05, 1944- 270 inhabitants of the Greek town of Kleisoura were executed by the Germans.

April 04, 1945 - Yugoslav leader Josip "Tito" Broz signed an agreement with the Soviet Union to allow "temporary entry of Soviet troops into Yugoslav territory".


Friday, April 05, 1963 - What? NADA?!? You gotta be kidding me.....

    From Susie Overton Jones of VA - 04/04/13 - "1963 - missing":

Found  -  Margaret Snelling (Dahl) 

   Thanks, Susie! Y'all are really coming along with this list!

   From the Most Talented Boy in the Class of 1954, Jack Nelson of Northern VA - 04/04/13 - "The Typewriter - Leroy Anderson":

Special thanks to Polly (English) Greene for submitting this video.

The Typewriter

Leroy Anderson (1908-1975) was an American composer of short, light concert pieces, many of which were introduced by the Boston Pops Orchestra under the direction of Arthur Fiedler. As with all his other compositions, Leroy Anderson wrote The Typewriter for orchestra, completing the work on October 9, 1950.

This particular orchestration was performed in a June 12, 2011 concert by members of the National Orchestra and Chorus of Spain in Madrid. The (typewriter) soloist is Alfredo Anaya. Watch his expressions and actions throughout the video...wonderful!

Many of the younger crowd who may see this video won't remember the ol' typewriter. But us geezers remember it well. That was a long time ago.

You will find this rendition absolutely delightful.

If you aren't at least smiling at the end, you REALLY MUST BE HAVING A VERY BAD DAY! E

This is for all the ancients who remember what a typewriter was! Enjoy! 

      Okay, you made my day - this is delightful! Thank you so much, Jack - and Polly!

    From Joe Drewry ('58) of VA - 04/04/13 - "NNHS 1958 Classmate - What is your story?":

If my NNHS 1958 Classmates will share their stories with me, I will share with classmates. What are you up to in our "Vintage" years?

Calling all NNHS classmates who paint - I am aware that several classmates began painting at an early age.    LaRhue (Nettles Mitchell - of VA) and
   Evelyn (Fryer Fish - of TX) come to mind immediately. I'm sure there are more classmates that painted from an early age (did you ever see what Bob Beasley could do to a napkin at lunch?). I'll bet there are others who have taken up painting in their "Vintage Years".

Send me your stories....

An article in today's Daily Press and several recent FB posts reveal that 
  Richard Sisson (of VA) is now taking up the palette and canvass. I do not know if Richard painted in his early years.

    Margaret (Crute Sisson - Hampton HS - '56) passed away in February of 2012, Richard sold their Deltaville home and moved to the Chamberlin retirement apartments. It is there he has begun to expand his interest to include painting. Of course, as a retired Methodist Minister, Richard is also often called upon to conduct a variety of religious services for his neighbors. Richard's children and grandchildren have posted several of his portraits on Facebook. 

Congratulations to all our classmates who continue to actively follow their dreams in their "Vintage years".


   Thanks so much, Joe!

    That will be interesting to learn!

Richard Sisson's Paintings on exhibit at the Chamberlin Gallery. Richard pictured in today's DP article on the reception hosted by Blue Skies Gallery and the Chamberlin celebrating resident artists with works featured in the lobby gallery.

From John Patterson ('59) of TN - 04/04/13 - "JESUS":

I'm sending this to everyone in my address book - - enjoy!

   Thanks, John! This rather makes up for our missing the Easter Newsletter! (Rather than the beautiful power point presentation you sent me, I found the same words on that one page.)

        From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 04/04/13 - "Daddy, Don't You Walk So Fast":

Here's that sad song we were playing on the stereo today: 

     Thank you, Haul Party!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 03/19/13 - "Sunday Text":

When I was around 4 years old, I was biting my nails pretty badly and my mother showed me a picture of a child with a very swollen belly due to malnutrition. "That will happen to you if you keep biting your nails," she told me.

Later that week we were in the supermarket standing in line at the checkout counter behind a lady who was obviously 9 months pregnant. I pointed to her and, in a very loud voice, said, "We know what she has been doing don't we mummy?"

Have you ever seen your mother try to crawl under a cash register and hide?


A Baptist pastor was presenting a children's sermon.

During the sermon, he asked the children if they knew what the resurrection was.

Asking questions during children's sermons is crucial. Asking children questions in front of a congregation can also be very dangerous.

After the pastor asked the children if they knew the meaning of the resurrection, a little boy raised his hand. The pastor called on him and the little boy said, "I'm not sure, but I know that if you have a resurrection that lasts more than four hours you are supposed to call the doctor."


Capital Punishment

Mrs. Swindon declined to serve on the jury because she was not a believer in capital punishment and didn't want her beliefs to get in the way of the trial.

"But madam," said the public defender, who had taken a liking to her kind face and calm demeanor, "this is not a murder trial. It is merely a civil lawsuit being brought by a wife against her husband. He gambled away the twelve thousand dollars he'd promised to spend on a sable coat for her birthday."

"Hmmmmm," mused Mrs. Swindon. "Okay, I'll serve. I could be wrong about capital punishment."



"Live and let live."
- Yiddish Proverb

"See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil."
- Japanese pictorial maxim (the Three Wise Monkeys)
Read my thoughts about this saying.

"Do to others as you would have them do to you."
- Luke 6:31 (the "Golden Rule")

"Justice means minding one's own business and not meddling with other men's concerns."
- Plato

"We have to let go of all blame, all attacking, all judging, to free our inner selves to attract what we say we want."
- Joe Vitale


God Did It

My wife and I took our three sons to the beach this year.

I took my middle son out in the water with me as my wife played in the sand with the other two.

I picked him up as we entered waters that approached my kneecaps. I held him close to my chest because the water chilled our bones too much for either of us to hold our own body heat.

As I held him, my eyes gently rested on the endless expanse of waves that rolled along the surface ever so rhythmically.

My eyes then drifted higher to the invisible line that separates the ocean from the sky with exactness. I then beheld the beauty of the sky and everything that it contained. It seemed like time had stopped and the only two people on earth were my son John and me. At that moment, I had the realization that this would be a great time for a lesson in life.

This was John's first time in the ocean and I knew that there were certain things that even school couldn't teach him. John was only two years old, I knew his mind would be highly impressionable at this age considering his logic faculties had not been fully developed yet.

Father started with the first lesson on the beach of life.

I said John, "Do you see all of this water, who do you think created the ocean?"

Before I taught him I just wanted to see what kind of childish, cartoon minded answer he would give me. He looked out over all of the countless waves (even though countless in his little mind was anything over ten) and surveyed the landscape.

Little did I know that my two year old was about to give me an untaught answer, that half of the professors at Harvard would have disagreed with. He answered not even in his normal answering tone, where the answer comes out with such a degree of doubt that it sounds like a question. With all the force of his little lungs he shouted out three little but powerful words with such confidence that it reverberated down the beach.

"God did it."

Even though I was the teacher and had years of training through an engineering degree at one of the nation's top schools, there was no more that I could add to this preschooler's answer.

So I went on to the next question.

"John do you see that blue space above the water that we called the sky, who do you think created that."

As he looked up and again considered the vastness of the space, he again shouted out:

"God did it."

Again, there was nothing I could add to his answer. I brought my son out here and was experiencing a moment of inspiration. I was the daddy and he was the son; I was determined to teach him something. So I went on to my third question.

"Okay John, those are very big things and yes God did create them, but do you see that small little bird flying right above our heads, who do you think created it."

Almost before I could muster a smile from the satisfaction of finally being able to teach my son something, out shot the answer:

"God did it."

I figured for my last question I'd better get a little tricky with him. I guessed that since he knew I was his father and he knew that I had something to do with him getting in this world, not to mention I was holding him up from the dangerous water since he couldn't swim. With a scholar's pride, I asked my final question.

"John who created you?"

"God did it."

I asked no more questions that day. That day I was the student, the learner. I learned that some answers are already within us.

~A MountainWings Original by James Bronner~


Let It Go

Featured in the message, "Let Them Go"

There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you: let them walk.

I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you.

I mean hang up the phone.

When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody who left.

The Bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19]

People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay. Let them go.

And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over.

Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of goodbye. It's the tenth spiritual gift; I believe in goodbye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me. And if it takes too much sweat, I don't need it.

Stop begging people to stay. Let them go! If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, then you need to LET IT GO!!!

If you are holding on to past hurts and pains... LET IT GO!!!

If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth...LET IT GO!!!

If someone has angered you ... LET IT GO!!! If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge LET IT GO!!!

If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction... LET IT GO!!!

If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents... LET IT GO!!!

If you have a bad attitude...LET IT GO!!! If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better... LET IT GO!!!

If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level in Him... LET IT GO!!!

If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship. LET IT GO!

If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help themselves...LET IT GO!!!

If you're feeling depressed and stressed... LET IT GO!!!

If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling yourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you need to... LET IT GO!!!

Let the past be the past. Forget the former things. GOD is doing a new thing for this year!!! LET IT GO!!!

~Bishop T. D. Jakes~

   Thanks so much, Shari!

        From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 03/20/13 - "Holy Humor":,_ask_a_child!.htm

   WILD GIGGLES! Thanks again, Dools!

From - 03/25/13 - "10 Eye-Opening Life Lessons":

The Big "SEE": Ten Eye-Opening Life Lessons Learned From Cancer

By Janet Jacobsen

My diagnosis of uterine cancer over 3 years ago created an ‘emerge and see' situation, forcing me to emerge to a higher perspective and see clearly what I needed to do to save and enrich my life. Cancer, like any life calamity, is a wake-up call. It opened my eyes in many profound ways -- that's why I call it The Big See! Here are the top ten things cancer has helped me see more clearly:

1. I see that it's natural to feel fear about cancer. Cancer is scary. When I try to rise above my feelings, that just positions me better for them to bite me in the butt. Feelings deserve to be heard and honored. Instead of sitting on my feelings, I sit my feelings on my lap like a child and let them speak to me. Once they're held and heard they start to relax and move through. Emotion is energy in motion.

2. I see that even though my mind always told me that I'm the biggest scaredy cat in the world, what I've actually discovered is that I am someone who has the courage to be present with my worst fears, one breath at a time, one foot in front of the other. We have more courage and spirit than we know. When first confronted with adversity, it can seem that life has turned on us; but instead it has turned us ON! It has turned on the big, bright, luminous light of our soul, igniting our courage and strength, inspiring us to put on our big soul panties and deal with it.

3. I see that my experience with cancer has catapulted me into the here and now, helping me to value this moment and cherish life. With time possibly limited, I am motivated to deeply immerse myself in the present moment, savoring it like delicious candy, and to my great delight, time has stretched like taffy into a sweet eternal Nooow!

4. I see that when worries are nipping at my heels, that's a reminder to take a deep breath, surrender, trust, align with spirit, and ease into that state of grace place where everything works out. Being in a state of grace is being in the flow where synchronicity occurs, coincidences happen, just the right people, books, and events present themselves, and things work out better than I can imagine. It is the realm of unlimited possibilities. It is my "Trust" fund, which I have access to at any time.

5. I see that when our world is blown apart, we are freed from the safety and inertia of the familiar, and are challenged to make changes, take risks, and follow our hearts desire. Cancer has transformed my "someday" dreams into "today is the day, now is the time." There are many stories of people whose illness has completely healed once they started following their bliss and living a purposeful life.

6. I see that my ego and my soul have very different agendas: my souls passionate agenda is to learn and grow and evolve my consciousness, while my ego's agenda is to have fun and avoid suffering. When cancer came a calling, my ego wailed in a Mr. Bill whine, "Oh Noooooo. Not another learning opportunity!" My spirit said, "Oh Yeah! Another opportunity to grow! Bring it on!" My ego moaned, "We are in deep doodoo!" My spirit exalted, "Rich compost, yay!" Ego scolded, "Now we've gone and done it...our fear has drawn the cancer to us!" Spirit exclaims, "Cool, cancer! It will help us come face to face with fear, feel it fully, and make friends with it!" Ego wants to run for the hills and be safe. Spirit wants to fly like an eagle as high as it can go, fully experiencing life, including fear. In times of crisis our frightened ego may feel like the sky is falling, yet our awakened spirit remembers, "I am the sky."

7. I see that my thoughts can create heaven or hell, depending on where I'm choosing to dwell. I choose to see that cancer has composted a rich and fertile soil for me, from which is sprouting creativity, inspiration, love, and learning.

8. I see that when I focus on deep breathing it boosts my immune system, activates the lymphatic system, triggers the relaxation response, and energizes and enlivens me. When I'm fully breathing, I'm fully alive. When I'm shallow breathing, I'm shallowly alive. As Elizabeth Barrett Browning said, "He lives most life whoever breathes most air."

9. I see that as I'm facing my fear of death, I'm embracing it, rather than bracing against it. Leonard Cohen wrote, "If you don't become the ocean you'll be seasick every day." When I come into harmony with all that floats and flounders about in my ocean, I am at peace. AND, since what you resist persists, maybe now that I'm no longer resisting death, it won't be persisting!

10. I see that Love is the answer -- loving my family and friends, loving what is, loving all my feelings about what is, loving myself for not loving what is. It's all about love. The energy of love is tremendously healing, it boosts the immune system, and it just plain feels good. The word ‘heal' literally means ‘to become whole'. As I love every part of me, including cancer, I become whole.
For me, cancer created a rebirth that's grabbed me by the ankles, turned me upside down, and spanked me vividly alive! I'm seeing the world through brand new baby eyes. Cancer has been an illuminating, eye-opening, I-opening Big See!
How about you -- in what ways have your life calamities opened your eyes and enriched your life?

About the Author:
Janet Jacobsen is the author of the book, Oh No, Not Another 'Growth' Opportunity! An Inspirational Cancer Journey With Humor, Heart, and Healing. If you or someone you know is coping with cancer or other life challenges, you can read more of Janet's uplifting and informative, FREE articles, as well as the first 4 chapters of her book, at

     From Me, of NC - 04/04/13 - "Homemade Paint":

     Personally, I'm afraid I stifled my children's creativity and rarely allowed such items in our home. They had a tendency to paint the walls..... 

From My Friend, Tina, of NC - 04/04/13 - "Satisfaction":


   Thanks, Tina!



This is insane. I thought there would easily be nine or ten free willow patterns to share with you. I've searched for at least 30 minutes, and I can't find any. I may have to design one myself..... -  Tereena Clarke's Weeping Willow - "This counted cross stitch pattern was created from a painting by Claude Monet. Only full cross stitches are used in this pattern." - NOT FREE, BUT $9.95



From - 04/04/13:

A man asked a trainer in the gym, "I want to impress that beautiful girl, which machine can I use?"

The trainer replied, “Use the ATM outside the gym!!!"


1. Wednesday, April 10, 2013 - The NNHS Class of June 1942 meets at noon on the second Wednesday of every other month for a Dutch treat lunch at the James River Country Club, 1500 Country Club Road. PLEASE JOIN THEM. Give or take a few years makes no difference. Good conversation, food and atmosphere. For details, call Jennings Bryan at 803-7701 for reservations.

2. Thursday, May 2, 2013 - The NNHS Class of 1955 holds Lunch Bunch gatherings on the first Thursday of every month at Steve & John's Steak House on Jefferson Avenue just above Denbigh Boulevard in Newport News at 11:00 AM. The luncheon is not limited to just the Class of '55; if you have friends in that year, go visit with them.

3.Friday and Saturday, October 4 and 5, 2013 - The NNHS Class of 1963 will hold their 50-Year Reunion at the Crowne Plaza Hotel, Hampton on the Water. SEE: The website which has been set up for their class at; CONTACT: Frank Gibson,, Joyce Williams Nettles,, or Susie Overton Jones,

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 04/05/13

BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

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

                                 Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309


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Willow Weep for Me

Written by Ann Ronell (28 Dec 1906 or 1908 - 25 Dec 1993), 1932

Willow weep for me
Willow weep for me
Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
Listen to my plea
Hear me willow and weep for me

Gone my lovers dream
Lovely summer dream
Gone and left me here to weep my tears into the stream
Sad as I can be
Hear me willow and weep for me

Whisper to the wind and say that love has sinned
Left my heart a-breaking, and making a moan
Murmur to the night to hide its starry light
So none will see me sighing and crying all alone

Weeping willow tree
Weep in sympathy
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me
When the shadows fall, hear me willow and weep for me

Oh, Weeping willow tree
Weep in sympathy
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me
When the shadows fall, hear me willow and weep for me

"Willow Weep for Me" midi courtesy of - 04/04/07

"Willow Weep for Me" lyrics courtesy of - 04/04/07

 Image of Weeping Willow (Salix babylonica) courtesy of - 04/05/07

Animated Tree clip art used to form Divider Lines courtesy of - 04/05/07

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

Animated Air Force Flag clip art courtesy of - 06/18/03

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

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05
Replaced courtesy of - 02/17/09

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!!

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 BOO-HOO courtesy of Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 08/28/09
Thanks, Glenn!

Animated "Happy Little Rabbits We Are" clip art courtesy of - 04/25/09

Animated Tantrum Smiley clip art courtesy of - 03/05/09

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