04/21/05 - NNHS Newsletter -
Run Around Sue

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,  

   I've been plagued by some weird computer difficulties lately.  The "lesser" computer arbitrarily decided that it could no longer
access the internet, although the "greater" computer (i.e. "MY" computer) had no such problem, and they are both joined via a
LAN card.  While we were pulling our hair over that, the super computer developed blatantly silly problems of its own.  ARGHHH!!!

   So if my responses to you have been slow or not at all, I apologize.  We hope to be able to resolve these issues shortly.

   Combine all that with some concentration problems I've been having lately, and you have - EEEK!! - no Newsletter for several
days!   I'm sorry about that.  As a result of all that, this one is not really of record length, but it ranks right up there.

   These pages continue to be updated as entries arrive:


* http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/04-20-05-NNHS-J-William-Etheridge.html



* http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/staff-etheridge.html


   Tom Norris (Hampton HS - '73) made page hit # 33,000 Tuesday morning at 9:03.  Congratulations, Tom!


  If you should see Monty Phillips ('62) of VA, please wish him a belated Happy Birthday for me!  His birthday was Monday.



1.  Ilene Wasserman Dillard ('66) of VA - 04/17/05 (keep reading)

2.  Bill Rash ('67) of VA - 04/19/05:



Terry Seay ('67 - of VA) told me to sign up for the newsletter so here I am.


My wife Patty and I have been living on the Chesapeake Bay in Buckroe for the last 18 years and loving it.  We hang out
with Dale Mueller ('64 - of VA) and his wife Lois as well as Terry and his wife Wanda.


As soon as you get me hooked up I will send you more info as well photos.




Bill Rash

Class of 67

   Well, THERE you are, Bill!  I wondered what was keeping you!  GIGGLES!  Welcome aboard.  Tell everybody Hi for me.

   Terry already tried that trick about telling me he lived on Buckroe Beach just me make me drool, so .... oh, dear, it's still working
just fine.  As Napoleon Dynamite said, "LUCK-KEEE!"

   Welcome, Ilene and Bill!  I've added y'all to the hidden mailing list and to the Alumni Page, and we look forward to hearing more
from you.


From Ron Miller ('59) of NC - 04/16/05:

BUGLER'S HOLIDAY!  That's it!  I, of course, didn't see the Senior Assembly in '58 either.  (They tended not to invite the fifth
graders from
to those events.)  But I remember watching them perform that in concert - I assume it was the spring concert. 
WOWZERONI!!! The chills you experienced must have been universal!  Their notes still ring in my mind after all these years.
Carol -- thanks for confirming that my failing memory isn't totally gone! I thought I had seen them perform it
twice, but thought my mind was playing tricks! Of course, the other time was the Spring Band Concert.

   Thanks, Ron!  Just to reiterate how memorable these performances are, I have to relate another story in connection with them. 
My sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC was on the phone with me when I discovered your original letter.  Now Eleanor's
memory of people, places, and events is laughingly abysmal.  But with the mention of those phenomenal young trumpeters, she
hesitated not a moment.  She said they were so excellent, and that Bugler's Holiday in particular was so spectacular, that they
presented it several times in several places.

   It was Eleanor who remembered the image of the trumpet/cornet section in her 1958 yearbook (which I borrowed several months
ago), and suggested I keep looking until I found it.

   If you're not picking up on the impact that these three incredible musicians had 47 years ago, then I haven't found the correct words
to express myself.  Thanks again for reminding us, Ronnie - and Craig - and Eleanor!

   And of course, a special everlasting thanks to Julius Benton ('58), Johnny Nickey ('59) and Chuck Anspach ('60) for sharing
their tremendous talent with us all and leaving us to forever recall something that astoundingly beautiful and magical.

From Terry Seay ('67) of VA - 04/16/05:

Hello....just a little attachment for your Parkview Baptist section......
Parkview Baptist Church Youth Basketball Team Circa 1958 ?

Coach: John Tew


1st ROW: Eddie Tew, Jim Young, Terry Seay, Mitchell Sauls and Kenny Ward;

2nd ROW: Bill Rash, Doug Edgerton, Bowdy Ward and Don Blum



Terry G. Seay, Principal Consultant
ORACLE | J D Edwards - Enterprise One

   OHHHHH, Terry!  How precious!  Thanks so much!  Indeed I posted it:



From Gloria Woolard Price (Hampton HS - '65) of FL - 04/16/06:

 Thanks so much to Dave Spriggs ('64 - of VA) for the picture of the Buckroe fun house.  Brought back a memory of when my sister and her boyfriend took me to Buckroe and we went to the fun house.......he was leading, she was in the middle, I was last........I got so scared as soon as we entered, that I backed out and went outside and waited for them!!  I don't remember how old I was......and I'm not sure that I ever went inside the fun house again!  But I like the mirrors and truly LOVED the roller coaster...... my sister never rode it!  Anyhoo, I sent her the picture, so thanks again, Dave.
To Dr. Tom Oxner ('65) of AR:  Obviously not paying attention in Raoul Weinstein's ('57 - of FL) algebra class didn't hurt you one bit, if you are now Prof of Accounting, although I'm not sure how much algebra is required for accounting.  When I had to take the algebra courses for my degree, I often referred to Kathleen Turner's remark when she went back in time in "Peggy Sue Got Married".....she stood up in class and said she knew for a fact that she would never use algebra in her life, and she walked out.  I wanted to play that scene so many times!  :)
A friend just sent me a Daily Press clipping about the money that Dr. Herbert Neisser donated to the Hilton Library.  I did not know he died on New Year's Day.  I looked at the newsletters from then, but didn't see him mentioned.  Fortunately for me, Dr. Neisser "fixed" my mother, then I was conceived.  He delivered me and treated me through two hospital stays for pneumonia, many strep throats until the tonsils were removed, and various ailments until high school.  And I was surprised to learn he was only two years older than my mother.......she turned 92 on Apr 12th!  I know there are LOTs of alumni out there with a Dr. Neisser experience.  Please share.


   Thanks, Gloria!  How I loved that Fun House - and the Roller Coaster was my absolute favorite!

   Now that you mention it, I loved "Peggy Sue Got Married".  How often have I longed for a time machine.  The Buckroe
Amusement Park would be one of the first places I'd visit, too!

   I'm sorry I didn't pick up on Dr. Neisser.  My own physician was Nowell D. Nelms, M.D. in Southampton Shopping Center.
He had been an Army buddy of my father's during the war, where he earned the nickname of "Stinky" Nelms for his ability to spot

   By the way, my #1 daughter-in-law was a "miracle" baby just like you, Gloria, born after her mama's tubes had been tied.  She
just really, really wanted to be born - and I suppose you did, too!

   (Keep reading, Gloria!)

From Tom Lawford of Northern VA - 04/16/05:

Hi Carol, a NN friend of mine, Fred W Field ('45 - of CA) emailed me the Daily Press article about "Rays", and
since I had lots of old memory remarks about it that I sent back to Fred, he said, "Why don't you submit this
to Carol" - which I am doing. I visited your website,  http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/NNHS-Newsletters.html.
Thanks for all of the labor you are contributing to make it viable. Though the Daily Press article calls it Rays,
my recollection of the Hilton Country Club was that a mere 55 years ago it had a black and white sign over it
saying, "Adams Place". I grew up in Hilton Village, so it was not too far away. Anyhoo, here is a bit of my nostalgic
wash on it. 
Tom Lawford, Reston VA


Wow, what intense memories "Rays" brings back to me. It was on Warwick Boulevard east about 6 blocks
from the main street stoplight on the north side of Warwick Boulevard. Next to the Amoco station where I
bought all of my gas once I turned 18 and got my 57 t bird 3 years later in '61. My teenage memories of this
place are that it truly had the ambience of what Cheers had. Long narrow bar with blue cigarette smoke in the
air, patrons who were 20 years regulars across the social spectrum. The bar was half full Sunday at 10 AM
with old friends, some buzzed, some not, but just socializing and enjoying each others company and yattering
away. There was no TV to stare at in silence at this juncture, you socialized with those up and down the barstools.
Once I got my learners permit, my parents cautiously allowed me to drive to Rays on Sunday morning to quickly
grab a Sunday paper and scoot.  It was not a bar that was laden with potential hostility. It had the atmosphere
of a family gathering of  folks who had long been friends for 20 years plus - I could sense that at age 17 and felt
very comfortable in my dash in to get the Sunday paper.  So I had no trepidations about walking into Rays
Sunday am to grab the Sunday Daily Press. I sort of looked forward to it, since I felt I was just amongst a 'family'
of longtime acquaintances.  Blows me away that is still exists. 75 years, wow. I'm glad it endures. If I had more
energy I would plan a visit to NN just to get a look.

I realized from conversations I heard 50 years ago that its quite possible that a few design details of aircraft
carriers were finalized between barstools at Rays over a few beers.  That's the way things worked in my hometown.

It was ostensibly honky tonk, old, dilapidated, oiled wooden floors, tucked into a long narrow no one wants this
space.  Unpretentious dull small grey front.   It was recognized among the Hiltonians not with a snickering sense
of denigration, but with a muted sense of approbation. They somehow sensed that this was our pub, and if by God
we were going to have one, then by damn Rays (Adams) was it. . Viva Rays, may it continue on serving a vital social
function. Wish I was close enough to drop in there for a beer tonight, and chat up the folks on adjoining bar stools.

Tom Lawford,   Hilton Village born and raised, now Reston VA


A Newport News landmark is marking its anniversary with a party and plans for a
revitalized future.



April 16 2005

NEWPORT NEWS -- For many motorists heading up Warwick Boulevard, the sign on the nondescript little white-siding building
on the
edge of Hilton Village must be puzzling:

"Ray's Hilton Country Club"?

The name's a joke, obviously. But what the modest neighborhood tavern lacks in swank, it makes up for in history.

Ray's Hilton Country Club is 75 years old. The local landmark's new management is throwing an anniversary party today and has
big plans for its future.

Walk through the door right now, and you step back several decades. The wooden paneling is burnished and darkened by time. A
few of the original furnishings are still there: a wind-up wall clock, an old-style phone booth, a penny weight machine. Tucked behind
the bar is the original marble soda-fountain counter from the building's early days.

A tarnished bell hanging near the bar bears a handwritten (and deliberately misspelled) warning in which the penalty is having to buy
everybody a round of drinks: "Inney one dares to ring this bell will set the house up also - The Waytres."

Add a couple of pool tables and dartboards, and a jukebox with plenty of country tunes, and you've got it.

And there's the clientele - mainly regulars from the neighborhood and shipyard folk with an after-work thirst - a few of whom have
been around for decades, too. On a visit to Ray's on Thursday night, some of them shared a few stories of the old days and told why
they find it a friendly haven.

"This is like 'Cheers,' " regular patron Jim Freed of Hilton said as he puffed on a small cigar at his table. "Everybody knows
everybody's name."

And everybody there knows that the "Ray" in its name is Ray Adams, who ran the tavern from the 1950s until his death in 1988,
followed by his son Ray Jr.

Ray Adams' father, William Mansfield Adams, acquired the property in 1930 - hence the 75th anniversary date - and first operated
it as a confectionery, according to Ray Jr. Another Adams family member ran the now-closed Amoco service station next door,
likewise a neighborhood fixture for many decades. Part of the building also once housed a barbershop.

"There was always a lot of sports talk in here," said shipyard retiree Jim Jones, who's been coming here since the 1950s and recalls
the senior Ray as a sportsman and referee who liked to sponsor youth sports teams, and who also put on a popular annual crab feast.

"A lot of people came in here from all walks of life," Jones said, describing a cast that ranges from painters and brick masons to city
councilmen and shipyard executives. "Many a ship was built in those booths."

"I never thought of this as a true bar," he added. "It was always nicer to be here than in other places."

Jones also recalled a prank Adams played on one shipyard president who liked to stop by for a quick beer: When the president went
to the restroom, Adams emptied half his glass and refilled it with water.

Some claim the mischievous former owner continues to stop by - as a ghost, opening and closing doors and, before it was replaced,
opening the old cash register. Ella Albert, who's been a "beertender" there for 27 years, said his spirit "comes in to see me once a

"Once I was alone in here with one customer. The back door opened and closed, and Ray walked up behind me and patted me on the
shoulder. I reached up my hand and patted him back. Then the door opened and closed again when he went out.

"The customer asked me, Did you see him? I said yes, and he said, I didn't see him, and I'm gone."

Ray's recent owners - first Mike Kennedy, who bought the business about two years ago, then his brother-in-law Chad Kilburn, who
took over from Kennedy half a year ago - have worked to bring in more business by having karaoke nights and occasional live bands.
Ray's now has a regular food menu featuring shrimp, clams, wings, franks and nachos.

Kilburn also has ambitious ideas about taking Ray's into the future - and back to its past. He plans to spruce up the place and create
a turn-of-the-previous-century ambience that harks back to Hilton Village's origins, with a redone ceiling, wood floors in place of carpet
and an old-fashioned wood-burning stove like it originally had. He's already got an old player piano (no piano rolls, though).

He also hopes for bigger kitchen facilities, someday serving wine in addition to beer, and maybe adding an upper-level indoor deck.

One other big thing is going to change at Ray's: the name.

Kilburn said it'll be known henceforward as the Hilton Tavern, "as soon as I get the new sign."

The "Country Club" name was Ray Adams' jokey reference to the high-toned James River Country Club. "We were the working
people's country club," said his son.

The problem, Kilburn said, is some people take it literally. "We get calls asking us for the tee times, or asking if the tennis pro is in."
Also, he believes the place has lost business from potential customers who see the name and think it's a private club.

Said patron Jim Freed, "I've seen young women come in here in evening gowns, because their boyfriends told them to meet them
at the Hilton Country Club."

But the regulars predict that physical alterations and a new sign won't change the place's friendliness or bother the current clientele.

"You have second- and third-generation customers here," said tavern manager Debra Bradbury.

Said Kilburn, "To some people, it'll always be Ray's."

   WOWZERS!  Thanks for sharing this with us, Tom - and thanks for the referral, Fred!

   This was a bit off my beaten path for me to add anything.  How 'bout the rest of y'all?

From Ilene Wasserman Dillard ('66) of VA - 04/17/05:

Hi ,Carol
I just wanted to let you know I'm on line and hope we can e-mail each other once in a while. I ..... don't type real fast
and am having a hard time seeing.
Let me hear from you,
Love, Ilene

   Hi, Ilene!  It's so good to hear from you again! 

   I've mentioned several times in the past my belief that there are no such thing as "coincidences".

   Most of y'all are no doubt blissfully unaware of a weird idiosyncrasy of mine.  I'm camera happy.  I take many more photos than
the average.  My problem is, with rare exception, I develop them quite infrequently.  I obsessively put beginning and ending dates
on the rolls of film and keep then sealed in containers and wait for some happy day when I think I can afford to splurge on developing
them, and just have the greatest time opening my "treasures".

   Last week we popped for four rolls of film, which arrived back on Saturday.  One of these dated from last September when Ilene
came to visit me.  I had not heard from her since then.

Wednesday, September 8, 2004 - Fayetteville, NC
Carol Buckley Harty and Ilene Wasserman Dillard

   See why I just can't grasp and accept the concept of "coincidence"?

From Me ('65) of NC - 04/18/04:

   Hey!  Guess what else was in those photos I developed??  Remember last summer when I told you one of my students had
actually invited me to his 15th Birthday Party - and it was ice skating - and I (Miz Totally UN-Coordinated Biggus-Wimpus
Wienius-Maximus Fraidy-Cat Super-Brat) actually WENT?!?  Well, here's the proof:

Friday, August 6, 2004 - Ft. Bragg, NC
Carol and Nick's mama, Debra Carol and Nick and three of his friends

   Unfortunately, there don't seem to be any shots proving that I went out into the middle of the rink (once or maybe twice), and that
I didn't fall down, but I did - really!

   I also had a letter from my #6 son, Elder Dale Harty, serving in the California Carlsbad Mission of The Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter-day Saints
  He's teaching the Spanish-speaking people there, and is now living in Oceanside.  He enclosed these pictures
of himself.  As he did so much to help teach me how to do that which I do, and spent so much time to create that jukebox as a gift
for you on the front page of the web site shortly before he left on 01/14/04, I thought y'all might enjoy seeing him:

Late March 2005 - Oceanside, CA Tuesday, March 29, 2005 -
Carlsbad, CA
Elder Dale Harty Elder Gurney, Elder Bruderer, Elder Harty, and Elder Porter
with the "Cleanest Apartment
in the Mission" Trophy



The 40-Year Reunion of the Class of 1965 will be held
on Friday and Saturday, October 21 and 22, 2005
at the Point Plaza in Newport News.




From Kathy Pilgrim Clark ('63) of VA - 04/18/05:

Carol, for anyone interested: The structure behind the Boys Club was the Parkview Community Center.  It was built by neighborhood volunteers (including my Dad) during the summer and fall of 1950-51.  Yes, the Boys Club did meet there briefly.  Sandy Vossler rented it for the dance classes she taught.  My Mom used to pack the four of us into the car and go to the center to take an urn of coffee and maybe a cake or some sweet rolls to the men working on a Saturday.  It was built of cinder block and lay outside the City of NN.  It was in Warwick County (when that was still pronounced War-wick instead of Warrick as it is now).  My guess is that Briarfield Road was the City/County boundary.  Everyone's parents will remember the hard-fought annexation campaign and vote of 1952.  The county was annexed and by the time it may have mattered to people our age, it was all City of NN.  KC

   Thank you for solving that mystery for us, Kathy!

   Of course, you have given me a new mystery in the process.  When we first moved to Newport News in January of 1954, I
remember my father (who was at least as fanatical about proper English and its spelling, pronunciation, and grammar as I am)
took particular pains to point out to me that the one and only correct pronunciation was "Warrick".  He knew that I sounded out
words and was confused by irregularities, so he would always take time to show them to me.  (A sure and certain way to watch
my daddy hit the ceiling in outrage was to arrange for someone - preferably on TV - to pronounce the silent "h" in "vehicle".  He
was far too elegant and polite to do it in their presence, but when they were gone - BOOM-SHAKA-LAKA!)

   I was only six-and-a-half, so I'm not sure I'm remembering this conversation about Warwick verbatim, but I rather thought he
included a history lesson about the Earl of Warwick in his story.

   By the way, our reading methods were not always successful.  As a child, Daddy was embarrassed to find out the man's name
was NOT "Na-po-LE-on", and I was distraught and disappointed to learn the state was not pronounced "CO-lor-a-do" - which
sounded like a very pretty, magical place to me - full of crayons and other delights.

From Lydia Powell Mugler ('58) of VA - 04/20/05:

Carol...this is just so great to be connected within the Typhoon family!!  I certainly want
to add my thanks for what you do.

Just wondering...did anyone hear how many cards Mr. McIntosh received for his birthday?

Lydia Powell Mugler ('58 - VA)

   Hi, Lydia,

   Its funny as I was preparing that Newsletter and thinking how ironic it was that Mr. Etheridge should pass
away first when he was so much younger than Mr. McIntosh and in such obvious good health only six months ago,
I was wondering the same thing.  But no, I never heard.  Perhaps Thelma did.

   What is not so funny is that I realized that I had never made Mr. Mac's page - so I shall do that this afternoon. 
Look for it to appear here:



   Thanks for the reminder - and the kind words, Lydia!

From Thelma Spade Roberts ('57) of VA - 04/20/05:

I dont know how many cards there were but they were considerable.  Our class got a
wonderful note from him and he was quite touched.  Also, I understand Mr. McIntosh is
in tenuous health right now so dont be surprised if you hear something about him also. 
A week ago we were told that he was fading.  I understand there will be a memorial service
at McIntosh School when he does pass away.  Not pleasant things to be predicting but it
will happen to all of us in our own time. 


   Sigh.  I'm so sorry to hear about Mr. Mac's health, Thelma - but thanks so much for letting us know.

From Lydia Powell Mugler ('58) of VA to Thelma Spade Roberts ('67) of VA - 04/21/05:

Thelma....thank you for the update.  It was a great idea to organize the card campaign...
better those cards than the sympathy ones.  Typhoons, forever!! 

   Amen to that!  Thanks, Lydia!

From Linda Hicks Earnhardt ('65) of VA - 04/20/05:

Hi, I really appreciate the e-mails keeping me up on what's happening with our old school friends.  I have a
new e-mail address.  It
is blearnhardt@cox.net.  Thanks for the great e-mails.
Linda Earnhardt

   Thanks, Linda!  It's good to hear from you!  And congratulations on your escape from AOL.  I've posted your address
(as before) on the 1965 Contact page:



   (Heads up, Reunion Committee!)

From Raoul Weinstein ('57) of FL - 04/20/05:

Hi Carol,

I see on your site that Gloria (Woolard) Price (Hampton HS - '65 - of FL) asked about the Sock Hop.
If she, or anyone else, wants info, etc., have them email me at skierdancer@verizon.net. Thanks.

Raoul Weinstein '57

   Thanks, Raoul!  There ya go, Gloria!  And in case anyone else misplaces your address later, I posted it on the Alumni
Page as well:


   I hope your turnout for that is as incredible as the adventure itself will be, Raoul!

   Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol


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Run Around Sue

Dion and the Belmonts - 1961 - #1 Hit

Here's my story, sad but true
It's about a girl that I once knew
She took my love then ran around
With every single guy in town
Ah, I should have known it from the very start
This girl will leave me with a broken heart
Now listen people what I'm telling you
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue

I miss her lips and the smile on her face
The touch of her hair and this girl's warm embrace
So if you don't wanna cry like I do
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue

Ah, she likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue

She likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue

"Run Around Sue" midi and lyrics courtesy of http://www.jacquedee63.com/dionrunaroundsue.html
 at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 03/08/05
Thanks, Dave!

Girl in Pink Skirt clip art courtesy of http://members.shaw.ca/chantpm/clip.html - 04/14/05

Pearl Hearts Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.wtv-zone.com/coplove/lines.html - 04/14/05

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