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05/11/08 - NNHS Newsletter -
appy Mother's Day!

“Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs...
since the payment is pure love.

- Mildred B. Vermont

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

   This theme - and this celebration of our mothers - repeats every year:

BONUS - - Disney's The Rescuers, 1977 - Hush, Little Baby


      From Me ('65) of NC - 05/11/08 - "             Baba":

   I myself had the best - and the coolest - mother in the world:

   Thanks, Baba! Happy Mother's Day!


   Happy Birthday this week to:

14 -     Johnnie Bateman ('67/'70) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns, Johnnie!  


   Hit #73,000 was made on Saturday, May 10, 2008 at 10:31 AM by an unknown user from


   Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I didn't say I would have them today; I only said I would have them SOON! 

  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 05/06/08 - "A newborn's conversation with God":

A newborn's conversation with God.... Watch the baby's eyes.

  A baby asked God, 'They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?' God said, 'Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.'

The child further inquired, 'But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.' God said, 'Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy.'

Again the child asked, 'And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?' God said, 'Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.'

'And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?' God said, 'Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.'

'Who will protect me?' God said, 'Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.'


'But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.' God said, 'Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you.'

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, 'God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.'

God said, 'You will simply call her, 'Mom.'

Lift a mother's spirit, send this to every mother you know no matter how old her child is.

   Thank you so much, Joyce! As you might well suspect by the fact that I ordered so many of them, I love little newborn babies! Happy Mother's Day!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 05/06/08 - "BEE STINGS !!!!! ALERT !!!!! Pass it on .............":

This is too important not to pass on...... Love the flowers but 'tis the season! I just noticed less than a week ago that loads of Queen bees are attracted to the bush closest to my kitchen, floor length windows & the ones Millow (my new kitten) enjoys looking out of. I thought each was territorial and so it struck me as odd that they would gather. I also noticed that they are very large. This seems like a great forward!

BEE STINGS !!!!! ALERT !!!!! Pass it on ............. 

Wonderful information. I hope I don't have to use it soon though. 

The next time you see a penny on the ground, pick it up, you never know when you might need it ! M 

This information may be something to remember, as this season will soon be here again... 

It might be wise to carry a penny in your pocket while working in the yard......... BEE STINGS ! 

A couple of weeks ago, I was stung by both a bee and hornet while working in the garden. 
My arm swelled up, so I went to the doctor. The clinic gave me cream and an antihistamine. The next day the swelling was getting progressively worse, so 
I went to my regular doctor. The arm was Infected and needed an antibiotic. The doctor told me - ' The next time you get stung, put a penny on the bite for 
15 minutes'. 

That night, my niece was stung by two bees. I looked at the bite and it had already started to swell. So, I taped a penny to her arm for 15 minutes. The next 
morning, there was no sign of a bite. We decided that she just wasn't allergic to the sting. 

Soon, I was gardening outside. I got stung again, twice by a hornet on my left hand. I thought, here I go again to the doctor for another antibiotic. 

I promptly got my money out and taped two pennies to my bites, then sat and sulked for 15 minutes. The penny took the string out of the bite immediately. 

In the meantime the hornets were attacking, and my friend was stung on the thumb. Again the penny. The next morning I could only see the spot 
where the hornet had stung me. No redness, no swelling. My friend's sting was the same; couldn't even tell where she had been stung. 

She got stung again a few days later upon her back---cutting the grass! And the penny worked once again. 

Wanted to share this marvelous information in case you experience the same problem. W e need to keep a stock of pennies on hand. 
The doctor said that the copper in the penny counteracts the bite. It definitely works! 
Please remember and pass this information on to your friends, children, grandchildren, etc. 

   Thank you, Shari! This was one I'd never heard before, so I ran through, and found so interesting reading there:

Status: Undetermined

  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 05/08/08 - "Tick removal":

I'm passing this on because if it works, that is wonderful.  With summer coming on and kids and animals out, these pests are all around. 

Tick Removal
Please forward to anyone with children ... or hunters, etc! A School Nurse has written the info below -- good enough to share -- And it really works!!
I had a pediatrician tell me what she believes is the best way to remove a tick. This is great, because it works in those places where it's sometimes difficult to get to with tweezers: between toes, in the middle of a head full of dark hair, etc. Apply a glob of liquid soap to a cotton ball. Cover the tick with the soap-soaked cotton ball and let it stay on the repulsive insect for a few seconds (15-20), after which the tick will come out on it's own and be stuck to the cotton ball when you lift it away. This technique has worked every time I've used it (and that was frequently), and it's much less traumatic for the patient and easier for me. Unless someone is allergic to soap, I can't see that this would be damaging in any way. I even had my doctor's wife call me for advice because she had one stuck to her back and she couldn't reach it with tweezers. She used this method and immediately called me back to say, "It worked!"
(I hope this made your skin tingle as much as it did mine!  I HATE these critters!!)

   Thank you, Ruthie! Once again, I'd never heard this before, but it sounded like such fun I could scarcely wait for the opportunity to give it a try (well, almost!), so I ran through as well, but ALAS and ALACK:

Status: False

   Sigh. Thanks anyway, Ruthie! Happy Mother's Day!

 From Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 05/08/08 - "When the Music Stopped":


For those who are unaware, at a military theater, the National Anthem is played before every movie.

From a Chaplain in Iraq :

I recently attended a showing of "Superman 3," here at LSA Anaconda. We have a large auditorium we use for movies, as well as memorial services and other large gatherings. As is the custom back in the States, we stood and snapped to attention when the National Anthem began before the main feature. All was going as planned until about three-quarters of the way through The National Anthem the music stopped.

Now, what would happen if this occurred with 1,000 18-22 year-olds back in the States? I imagine there would be hoots, catcalls, laughter, a few rude comments; and everyone would sit down and call for a movie. Of course, that is, if they had stood for the National Anthem in the first place. Here, the 1,000 Soldiers continued to stand at attention, eyes fixed forward. The music started again. The Soldiers continued to quietly stand at attention. And again, at the same point, the music stopped. What would you expect to happen?

Even here I would imagine laughter, as everyone finally sat down and expected the movie to start. But here, you could have heard a pin drop. Every Soldier continued to stand at attention. Suddenly there was a lone voice, then a dozen, and quickly the room was filled with the voices of a thousand soldiers, finishing where the recording left off:

"And the rockets red glare, The bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night That our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave."

It was the most inspiring moment I have had here in Iraq . I wanted you to know what kind of Soldiers are serving you here. Remember them as they fight for you! Pass this along as a reminder to others to be ever in prayer for all our soldiers serving us here at home and abroad. For many have already paid the ultimate price.

Written by Chaplain Jim Higgins
LSA Anaconda is at the Balad Airport in Iraq, north of Bagdad.

   Oh, WOW!!! Thank you, Sarah Sugah! Happy Mother's Day!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 05/09/08 - "~ Mother's Day ~":

~  Have A Have a Happy Mother's Day! ~
~ The Family Strength ~
I saw my future in-laws on rare occasions.

The 760 miles between Montreal and Halifax prevented us from being together more than twice a year. Our meetings were few, but it was clear to see -- I would have no use for mother-in-law jokes -- she was pure gold. I loved her instantly.

My father-in-law was more of a challenge. Behind his serious manner, he attempted to hide a soft heart. Few grew close enough to see his tenderness. I like to think I was one of those who did.

They'd been through a lot in their lives. They immigrated to Canada during the Hungarian revolution. With two young girls in tow, they crossed the heavily guarded border into Austria and immigrated to a country they knew little about. They sought peace and found it in Canada.

My mother-in-law suffered with cancer for many years, and although it was in remission, we knew her time was short.

During one visit, as we left their hotel room on the night before their departure, I glanced back to see her standing in the hall, staring after us. Her look of sorrow brought tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat. I knew what she thought, "Will this be the last time?"

I stopped my wife and made her wait as I walked the distance to that small woman and hugged her tight.

"Mom," I whispered, "You hang in there. Come back for the wedding. I want you here."

The day of the wedding was hectic but joyous. Georgia and I stood face-to-face as we said our vows. There was a tremble in my voice as I said mine. After we were pronounced man and wife, I hugged my new bride, took her arm and walked her down the aisle and into our future.

My mother-in-law said later, "I could hear it in your voice. I know you meant every word you said."

At the reception we sat at the center of the head table, as there were numerous calls for us to show signs of affection. A spoon would strike the side of a glass. Across the room, another would join in. The clattering of spoons to glasses grew, until Georgia and I rose to our feet and kissed tenderly.

It was time for speeches. When it was my turn, I stood, turned, faced my new father-in-law, and raised my glass in the air.

"Tibor, thank you! I thank you for your courage. Many years ago, you made a decision to flee your homeland, cross a guarded border, and make your home in Canada. This lady beside me was born in a far-away country but now sits beside me as my wife. It was your strength and courage that made this possible." With a trembling voice, I continued, "Tibor, thank you for giving me your daughter."

The room was quiet, except for muffled sobs. I returned to my seat and wiped the tears from my eyes.

The afternoon flew by. We danced, hugged, and excepted words of encouragement. At one point during the festivities, I managed to find my mother-in-law alone. I crouched beside her chair and said, "Mom, you made it. I'm so glad you're here."

She hugged me, "Michael, I'm very happy. All I ever wanted, was to see Georgia settled. Today saw it happen. I can go in peace."

"Mom, hang in there." I said. "I want you to see your grandchildren."

She looked at me doubtfully. "I'm happy now. I don't expect to see my grandchildren."

I reached out, pulled her to me, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, you will. I just know it."

My mother-in-law did live to see her granddaughter. Thirteen months later our daughter was born. She came and held her, as tears spilled down her cheeks. Within a year, she passed on and lives forever in our hearts and memories.

My wife, Georgia, passed away October 10th, 2003. She is with her mom now. Two moms together for eternity.

Happy Mother's Day to my mom, my mother-in-law, Georgia -- the mother of my children, my new wife Ginny, and to all the moms reading this story.

Mothers are the strength behind great families. I've been blessed with some great ones.
~ Michael T. Smith ~
<mtsmith at>
~ “M is for the Million Things She Gave Me.” ~
It doesn’t matter where I live when May comes calling with colorful flowers and the newness of spring time, and the soon to be Mother’s Day celebration, I’m happily transported back to a small town in Michigan and a little white church on Main Street.

Although we lived in the city, each Mother’s Day weekend we’d make the trip to my grandparent’s home for the annual Mother and Daughter Banquet at the church where my mother, grandparents and their parents before them had attended.

My mother would bring a basket of spring flowers, either home grown or bought at the City Market, and colored ribbons with accessories. While grandmother prepared a covered dish, we’d make corsages for my great-grandmother, her twin sister, my grandmother, and one for my mother and a smaller one for me.

My youngest recollection of going to the little white church where all the tables were covered in nice cloths and spring violet plants was the age of 5, and I had a new pair of black paten leather shoes for the occasion. The women were so nice and laughed, complimented one another on their dresses, and especially on their covered dishes; as each lady made something she was most proud of to take to the banquet.

As I got older often my own church or community activities would require my participation in the city, but we always tried to make a trip to be with grandma for the banquet. My great-grandmother lived until I was into my 20’s and she attended as well. It made four generations and something I was proud to be part of. I had the song “M O T H E R” memorized by the time I was 8, and sung it with pride. Gifts wrapped so pretty were given to the oldest mother in attendance, and often that would be my great-grandmother, or she would get the gift as the oldest of four generations.

When I became the mother of a daughter, we often attended the same banquet when time allowed. At that time my great-grandmother was in her heavenly home, and now my grandmother was the oldest of four generations. I’ve attended various Mother and Daughter banquets over the years, and I’ve chaired many of them in my home church, however, there was something special about going to grandma’s knowing this was such an old tradition for so many years, before I was even around, that I’d try to make the trip with Mom and my daughter when possible.

The years progressed and catering replaced the wonderful covered dish dinners. I often ordered the corsages for all of us, and again recognition was given to four generations, and a nice plant to grandma. When she was in her late 80’s she decided to sell her house in the small town where she had always lived, and we had such great times at, and spent time in FL and MI.

In 1995 the day before the Mother and Daughter Banquet, Grandma quietly passed away at my parent’s home where she had been living, she was 91. It was Mother’s Day weekend. So many thought raced through my mind, and again we made the trip to the town where the little white church that meant so much over the years was located. In lieu of flowers we asked for donations to be given to the church, in memory of Grandma. Somehow I knew she would have wanted it that way.

Distance and family living in various states make it hard to get together for Mother’s Day now, but how I would enjoy a trip back, with Mom now 82, and my daughter and three young grandgals. I miss those years when the yummy covered dish dinners and little violet plants were so simple and nice, and whenever I hear the song “MOTHER,” memories come alive of a little white church where we enjoyed so many banquets together in celebration of Mother’s Day.
                                   ~ M O T H E R ~
        M is for the million things she gave me,
        O means only that she’s growing old.
        T is for the tears she shed to save me,
        H is for her heart of purest gold.
        E is for her eyes of love-light shining,
        R is right and right she’ll always be!

        Put them all together they spell Mother
        the word that means the world to me.

By: Howard Johnson, 1915

                                                       ~ Diane Dean White ~

   Thanks again, Shari! Happy Mother's Day!

      From David Whitley ('67) of VA - 05/09/08:

..... Anyway, oh yeah, HAPPY MOMMIES DAY! to you!


   Thank you so much, Gorgeous! I really appreciate that!

  From My #2 Daughter-in-Law, Bethany Winona Harty (Siuslaw HS, OR - '94) of OH - 05/11/08:

Just wanted to send a quick note to you ... and wish you a Happy Mother's Day!

Love and miss you!

bethany :)

Bethany Harty

   Thank you, Sweet Bethany! Happy Mother's Day!

PRAYER ROLL (arranged alphabetically, but not necessarily complete):

1.   Jerry Allen ('65) of VA - began radiation for cancer last week of February; it was delayed when he was diagnosed with pneumonia on 02/20/08; update of 03/11/08: recovered from pneumonia, is in his third week of radiation, and seems to be doing well. He is back at work and comes home tired, but overall, he is in pretty good shape; update of 03/24/08: last radiation treatment was Friday; "looking good and feeling pretty good except for very irritated skin and fatigue"; update of 04/05/08: "getting better each day"; update of 04/14/08: "now dealing with a blood clot in his pic line; receiving daily injections in the abdomen and taking antibiotics and blood thinners; feels pretty good in spite of everything and his ATTITUDE is great---as usual"; update of update of 04/24/08: "no longer taking daily abdominal injections for blood clot that developed a few weeks ago; everything is looking pretty good.  The PET scan will be in the next few weeks.  We are expecting good results." update of 05/05/08 - "scheduled for two more chemo visits; will have the first chemo on Thursday, May 8th followed up by an injection on Friday to boost his immune system"; update of 05/08/08 - "did pretty well with the chemo today in spite of the risky business with the procedure without the pic line that was removed due to a clot"

2.   Connie Bloxom Thompson ('66) of MD - multiple heath and financial issues; needing cataract surgery to prevent inevitable blindness ASAP; update of 03/11/08: "SO FAR, 1/2 FUNDS FOR 1 EYE PROCEDURE"; update of 03/28/08: re-hospitalized; $1475.00 received so far; still short of $2000.00 goal; update of 04/28/08 - SEE ABOVE

Connie Bloxom Thompson
2237 Hunter Chase
Bel Air, M
D 21015

3. Clyde Bryant ('58) of PA - heart replacement surgery - 12/13/07

4.      Me ('65) of NC - recent (late January) development of congestive heart failure plus the usual financial woes; update of 03/28/08: not as well as I'd hoped to be by now; more downs than ups..... ; update of 04/18/08 - SEE: 04/18/08

5. Emily (daughter of        My Niece Shari) of VA - advancing scoliosis; surgery 03/11/08; update of 03/12/08: surgery went well, running slight fever; update of 03/18/08: had some ups and lows, but is home again; update of 04/14/08 - still in pain, running a fever; update of 04/18/08 - SEE: 04/18/08; update of 05/05/08 - "finally getting better. Her hamstring stretching is painful, but making a big difference. She has years of physical therapy ahead of her, but is doing soo much better"

6. Frances Heath Scott ('62) of VA - inflammation of nerves; due to have been released from hospital on 02/27/08;  update of 04/14/08 - "at home recuperating"

7. Bobby Hedrick ('58) of VA - recently diagnosed with pancreatic cancer; update of 03/22/08: "doing very well, no pain, just some soreness"

8        John London (Warwick HS - '57) of VA - lumbar surgery to fix a spinal stenosis [ laminectomy]; will also involve fusion of vertebrae - 02/05/08

9. Pam Pennington Cherry ('58) of VA - congestive heart failure; cardiac ablation procedure - 02/06/08; second surgery on 02/20/08 for aneurysm; update of 03/17/08 - still experiencing difficulty with heart racing, breathing and pressure in her chest; pray that cardiac ablation procedure will not have to be repeated, and that Pam can learn to REST!;  update of 05/04/08 - "in about eight months she will indeed have to have the ablation process repeated. "

10. Tommy Scott ('61) of VA - update of 04/14/08 - "at home recuperating"

11. Jenny Willett Wilson (daughter of the late    Edie Hallett Willett - '63) of VA - 05/05/08 - "underwent a double mastectomy in 2007, has just completed vigorous chemo and is now undergoing radiation treatments every day for seven weeks"

12. All of Us


1. Friday and Saturday, May 16 - 17, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1958: - 03/18/08

2. Sunday, May 18, 2008 - OPEN TO THE PUBLIC:

The Athletic Hall of Fame of the Virginia Peninsula Is Inducting    Bucky Keller ('58), 6:30PM at the Hampton Coliseum:
Saturday, June 7, 2008 -

4. Saturday, June 7, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1961:

Mini reunion at the home of    Buddy and     Libby Blechman David of VA

5. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 26 - 28, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1968: - 03/31/08

6. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, October 17 - 19, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1963:  - 03/26/08

   There's much, much more to come - next time!

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

                          Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty
219 Four Ply Lane
Fayetteville, NC 29311-9305  
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Hush Little Baby


Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's going to buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Mama's going to buy you a horse and cart.

And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town.

"Hush Little Baby" midi courtesy of - 05/09/08

"Hush Little Baby" lyrics courtesy of,,b6wp,00.html - 05/09/08

"Happy Mother's Day" Title clip art courtesy of - 05/09/08

Rose Lines Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 05/09/08

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

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

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

Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06
Thanks, Al!

Siuslaw High School's Viking Logo clip art courtesy of - 12/27/07

Air Force Seal clip art courtesy of - 07/07/06

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