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05/14/06 - NNHS Newsletter

"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever
to have your heart go walking around outside your body."

- Elizabeth Stone

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,  

   If you're blessed enough to still have your mother with you, give her an extra hug and kiss for me today.

   For more Mother's Day quotations, see last year's Newsletter:



  Hit #47,000 was made on Mother's Day, Sunday, May 14, 2006 at 10:17 AM by an unidentified AOL user.


From Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/09/06:

Hope all      
Have A Grea

  MOTHERS Day    

TYPHOONs Forever




   Thank you so much, Al!  I do love your special Pict-o-Grams! I know you put a great deal of time
into their creation!

From One of my Famous Marines -    Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater
during WWII - 05/10/06 - "Mother's Day Roses":

  Dear Carol,

Here are your Roses for Mothers Day. Have a Happy Mothers Day, 2006. 


   GASP!!!  Herbie, they're beautiful!  Thank you so much, Sweetie! And, mmmmmm, (she said, stopping to smell the roses), the fragrance is positively intoxicating!

   (And y'all wonder why I love Marines!)


From My Friend, Judy of IL - 05/10/06 - "Something That Is and Will Always Be":


This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please
read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in not  hurry....this is a treasure...

 For those lucky to still be blessed with your mom,
this is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is
 even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.


The girl in the mother,
the mother in the girl.


The young mother set her foot on the path of life.

"Is the
way long?" she asked.
And the guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it.  But the end will be better than the beginning."

But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that  anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."  

Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and  covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."  

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. 

But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are there."

So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, "Mother, we would
not have done it without you."

And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength."

And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light."  

And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness.

And that night the Mother said, "This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God."  

And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.  But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage.  And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining  road and golden gates flung wide.

And the mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them."  

And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."

And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her.

And they said: "We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A mother like ours is more than a memory.  She is a living  presence......."

Your mother is always with you.... She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.  
Not time, not space... not even death!


   (Judy like to make me cry - huge sobs....)

   Thanks, Jude!  It was truly beautiful!  Tell all your babies (and grandbabies, and great grandbabies, etc.) Hi for me.  And Happy Mother's Day!  


  From Jimmy Hines ('64) of Northern VA - 05/12/06:

AHEM..."I have very fond memories of Robert from our days together in the Newport News High School Band.  He always called me "Beautiful" - never "Carol".  He even signed my Anchors that way.  After a time I came to realize that he meant that, and it meant a great deal to me, as I had always been such an ugly duckling." ?????????????????????????????? no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...

In any language...never in a million, billion, trillion, zillion years was that ever even remotely close to the truth...Robert had it right, all right...and I don't want to know that you harbor such thoughts again, my dear. I won't have you laboring under such a misconception.
That's an
...ummmm...errr...ahhh...welllll...uhhhhh...absolutely heartfelt strongly urged and highly recommended suggestion and request...  Well, I'm glad that we have talked and now have that I can get back to the newsletters...Robert was a good friend, a great guy, and his dad was a really nice person who was a friend to the Typhoon Band, and everyone in the band. Do we have an understanding, Miz Carol?


   See, Sweetie?!?  Every time you write, you brighten my whole day!

   It sounds as though I was "fishing" there, but I really wasn't; that was just a statement of fact.  The problem wasn't so much that I perceived myself to be ugly; it was that I was an ugly little girl, and the other children were not only quick, but anxious to point that fact out to me, just in case I might somehow have missed it. 

   Now this next part may just be my perception of it (though I seriously doubt it), but      Chippy Clark ('65 - of Northern VA), bless his sweet heart everlastingly, was the only boy that I recall ever being consistently nice to me in elementary school.  Our desks were frequently adjoining, so we used to sketch mushroom cloud drawings for one another.  How romantic!

   He even added one to his autograph in my yearbook our freshman year, for Old Time's Sake.  

   I used to come home and look in the mirror and wonder what it was that made the other children taunt me so. It was probably the combination of protruding teeth, thick eyeglasses, and bad hair - and here's the evidence:

    That's probably what made me try harder.

   And that, my Sweetie-Pie, is what made    Robert's (Smith - '65) calling me "Beautiful" so special to me.  It was so different, so very, very different, from my previous experiences.  

   But yes, Jimmy my sweet, we do have an understanding (now...) and thank you!   And thank you,   Chippy-Love! I'm really grateful for the both of you!

  From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 05/12/06 - "05/12/06 - Apache":

"I could not get enough magnification to be sure, but I believe the license plate on the  
"Redneck Spoiler" car is a Canadian plate. I do not think it is from
a southern state."

  Tom Oxner

Dave's Rebuttal:



Having said that .... I could not let the mystery just lie there. So, off to the Internet.

And ... the answer is:   SASKATCHEWAN.

Look at the plate on the car.

Now, load up this page:

Now match the Redneck car plate to the one on the far right of the next to bottom row.


At least Saskatchewan is in southern Canada.


   WILD GIGGLES!!!  That it is!  Captain, your detective skills never cease to astonish me.  You're simply the best!  Thanks, Brown Eyes!


From Birthday - Mother's Day Newsletter - 05/12/06:

A Special Poem for Every Mother

~ As I Look Back ~

As I look back on my life
I find myself wondering.....
Did I remember to thank you
for all that you have done for me?
For all of the times you were by my side
to help me celebrate my successes
and accept my defeats?

Or for teaching me the value of hard work,
good judgment, courage, and honesty?

I wonder if I've ever thanked you for the simple things...
The laughter, smiles, and quiet times we've shared?

If I have forgotten to express my gratitude
For any of these things,
I am thanking you now....
and I am hoping that you've known all along,
how very much you are loved and appreciated.


  From Christine Wilson Starkman ('68) of CA - 05/12/06 - "Hi!":

Hi Carol,
I've been a "lurker" for years (I did write once, I think) and can't keep silent any more.

   Yes, ma'am you did, but it was long, long ago!  And see, you're not "posta" keep silent!  You're "posta" tell us your stories!  GIGGLES!!!

You are fabulous!

   Oooh, thank you!

I've bored my children all their lives with tales of NNHS and Newport News, and it wasn't until your wonderful website that I could prove to them that I wasn't making up stories of "the good old days."  They're still bored, of course, but at least they know I was telling the truth.

   MORE GIGGLES - I can certainly understand and identify with that!  My own little darlings think that we're ALL nuts, and generally attribute it to something that was in the Peninsula water systems which impacted our brains during the years of our development.

About me: I was Christine Wilson when I attended NNHS from 1963-1968. I attended Parkview Elementary for 6th and 7th grade after my family moved to NN from Queens, NY. We lived at 1122 80th Street in Newmarket Village. I wonder if the Christmas tree we planted is still towering over the house. I wonder if the house is still there...

   Hmmmm - you could find out....

I was in Jr. and Sr. Band under direction of Mrs. Edgar Allen Poe (II or III) for Jr. Band, and of course the great James P. Wilson, Jr. for Sr. Band. I played flute (last chair) and Mr. Wilson would often urge me to improve with "Wilson! You're a disgrace to the name!" (I have a great story about him that I'll save for next time. It'll give me incentive to write soon. Let's just say it has to do with cutting class, a missing wallet, my friend Stephany Hall ('68), and Antine's.)

   Ohhhh, I'm looking forward to hearing THAT one!

It'll take me a while to catch up with the current discourse. I, too, remember the Maypole, but I circled it at PS 42 Queens. We also made May baskets and brought them to our mothers.
Wishing you and all Typhoons a Happy Mother's Day!
Chris Starkman

   Thanks again, Chris - and Happy Mother's Day!


  From Evelyn Vretos ('55) of VA - 05/12/06:

Hi Carol,

Hope you have a Happy Mother's Day surrounded by your family. Thank you for keeping the NNHS spirit alive.

Love, Evelyn (NNHS'55)

   Oh, thank you so much, Evelyn!  I really appreciate that!


  From Jamey Douglas Bacon ('66) of VA - 05/12/06 - "I OWE MY MOTHER":

Flowers And A Gift

 1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."

2. My mother taught me RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

4. My mother taught me LOGIC
" Because I said so, ! that's why."

5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

7. My mother taught me IRONY
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"

15. My mother taught me about ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until we get home."

17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
"You are going to get it when you get home!"

18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."

19. My mother taught me ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

20. My mother taught me HUMOR.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

22. My mother taught me GENETICS.
"You're just like your father."

23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

24. My mother taught me WISDOM.
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

25. And my favorite: My mother taught me about JUSTICE.
"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"

   WILD GIGGLES!!!  Thanks for the multitudinous laughs, Jamey!

Happy Mother's Day!


  From Paula Sturtevant Comstock ('62) of TX - 05/13/06 - "TDK":

Hey again Carol,
I found my list of TDK members that aren't included on your list:
Kay Bowen ('62), Jean Maddy ('62), Pat Massey ('62), Puddy Timberlake ('62), Jane Walker ('62), Dee Gee Wilkinson ('62), Susan Bauz ('63) and Norma Helmick ('63).
Linda Mahanes ('63) wasn't in TDK and I don't remember Lynn Wright ('63) being in it either.
I think we established it in 1959, but I'm not sure.  I have some old newspaper clippings somewhere - I'll try to find them.
Love, Paula

   OOOPS!    Thanks, Paula!  I made those corrections and added your note to the TDK page.  While I was there I saw that not a single page in that section had return bars at the bottom, so I added those as well for your convenience.

   Thanks again, Lovely lady!  Happy Mother's Day!


  From Sheila Smith Moler ('64) of VA - 05/13/06:

Dear Carol:
Carol, thanks for all you do----you are just a miracle worker.  You don't know how much it brightens my day when I check the site and see that there's a new newsletter!!  Even the glitch about     Robert Smith ('65) ----- it had made me so sad to read (a long time ago) that he had died in Viet Nam and I had been unaware of it (I lost way too many friends back then).  I'm glad he lived much longer than we had thought!!!  "The news of his death was greatly exaggerated."..............

Yours, Sheila

   Thank you, Sheila!  You just brightened my day!   Happy Mother's Day!


  From Jerry Blanchard ('62) of VA - 05/13/06:

For Those Who Have Never Seen A Quarterhorse

   Thank you so much, Jerry!    This is horribly funny - in some very deeply disturbing way...........

  A Quarterhorse  

  From David Whitley ('67) of VA - 05/12/06 - "Funnies" (#1 in a series of 9):

     Now that is just so true, David Honey, and it's especially important to remember on a day such as Mother's Day!

   Thank you, Gorgeous!


  From Richard Dawes (NNHS/HHS - '62) of VA - 04/30/06 - "Got Gas Yet?" (#6 in a series of 9):


Just signs of the times

Richard Dawes

 Thanks, Dicky! 


  From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 01/30/06 - "Why I love the south" (#49 in a Series of 49):

If you can stop laughing, you might include one of these each upcoming newsletter .... unless you think it undignified. 



  From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 04/02/06:

 And here are a few more I found.....: 

     Oh, David Darlin', that is just so disgusting on so many levels!!!   Ummm, got any more?!?

   Thanks, Dave! 


  From Me ('65) of NC - 05/14/06:

    I would certainly be remiss here if I failed to mention my own mother, the Beautiful Baba, here.  I regret to have to inform you of this, but I simply had the best mother available anywhere.  You had to take what was left over.  That's too bad, but y'all seem to have done all right despite that.

   There will be no Newsletter tomorrow.  As we all had imagined he would, my uncle    Jimmy Atkinson quickly followed his beloved wife    Frances (Frix Atkinson - Thomas Jefferson HS - '37) to the other side.  We will be in Richmond again tomorrow for his funeral.


Leon Abbott "Jimmy" Atkinson Jr.

Leon Abbott "Jimmy" Atkinson Jr., 93, of Richmond, passed away on May 11, 2006 at Aspen Gayton Terrace in western Henrico County. Jimmy was born in Richmond, Va., the second child of Annie Norman and Leon Abbott Atkinson. Predeceased by his wife of 64 years, Frances Frix Atkinson; and his sister, Louise A. Banks. Jimmy is survived by his children, Stuart A. Atkinson of Richmond, Jean A. Mallory of Louisa, Va. and James B. Atkinson of Luray, Va.; grandchildren, Michael T. Mallory, Stacy M. Pugh, Samantha M. Byrd, Timothy E. Atkinson and Joseph D. Atkinson; and great-grandchildren, Tanner, Garrett, Schuyler and Hayden Pugh. Jimmy was a man of many talents reflected in his adaptation to a number of positions, careers and interests held throughout his life. Prior to marriage at the age of 29, he assisted with a family business associated with the Richmond Farmer's Market and apprenticed as a carpenter, active in home and school construction in the Richmond area. He also held a temporary position associated with a construction contractor tasked with the development of the Jacksonville Naval Air Station in northern Florida. Jimmy married Frances Frix on April 11, 1942 and within days, received a notice from the draft board informing him of his upcoming induction into the U.S. Army, effective May 2, 1942. He served in the U.S. 2nd Armored Division, 17th Armored Engineer Battalion under the leadership of General George S. Patton Jr. Jimmy participated in the Western Task Force landing of "Operation Torch" at Safi, Morocco on November 8, 1942 and subsequently advanced with his unit all the way across North Africa to Tunisia. His primary duties included the detection and disarming of land mines. He also participated in the "Operation Husky" landing in Gela, Sicily on July 9-10, 1943. He received a medical discharge at the rank of sergeant on January 29, 1944, having been wounded by shrapnel during the invasion of Sicily. In the post war years, Jimmy started as a salesman for Goodyear Tire Co. in the Richmond area and became manager and part owner of Goodyear Tire in Warsaw, Va. Upon an untimely return to the Richmond area in 1964, Jimmy held a series of positions associated with building suppliers and ultimately became a traveling salesman for an industrial roofing and flooring company, The Monroe Co. Throughout his life, Jimmy enjoyed golf, bowling, boating, fishing, gardening with a capital "G" and travel. He also became active in Sunday school and church leadership in his later years. A memorial service will be held on Monday, May 15, 11 a.m., at Monument Heights Baptist Church, 5716 Monument Avenue, in Richmond. Visitation will precede the service at 10 a.m. Memorial contributions may be made to Aspen Gayton Terrace, 12401 Gayton Road, Richmond, Va. 23233 or to Bon Secours Hospice, 8580 Magellan Parkway, Richmond, Va. 23227.

Published in the Richmond Times-Dispatch on 5/14/2006.

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    Happy Mother's Day! Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol





My Mother's Eyes

Words by  L. Wolfe Gilbert
(31 Aug 1886 - 12 July 1970)

Music by Abel Baer
(16 Mar 1893 - 5 Oct 1976)

From the film Lucky Boy (1929)

Back in childhood days,
I can remember loving caresses showered on me.
Mother's eyes would gaze at me so tender,
What was their meaning? Now I can see.

One bright and guiding light,
That taught me wrong from right,
I found in my mother's eyes.
Those baby tales she told,
That road all paved in gold,
I found in my mother's eyes.

Just like a wandering sparrow,
One lonely soul.
I walked the straight and narrow,
To reach my goal.
God's gift sent from above,
A real unselfish love,
I found in my mother's eyes.

When I'm all alone, no one around me,
I find the future dark as can be.
Sorrows I have known, always surround me,
Then through the shadows, I always see.

One bright and guiding light,
That taught me wrong from right,
I found in my mother's eyes.
Those baby tales she told,
That road all paved in gold,
I found in my mother's eyes.

Just like a wandering sparrow,
One lonely soul.
I walked the straight and narrow,
To reach my goal.
God's gift sent from above,
A real unselfish love,
I found in my mother's eyes.

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