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05/25/07 - NNHS Newsletter - Oh Boy!

"It is best to love wisely, no doubt;
but to love foolishly is better than
not to be able to love at all."

- William Makepeace Thackeray
 (18 July 1811 - 24 Dec 1863)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

   This is another of our "rerun" Newsletter themes - first seen over two years ago:

   I was called away just after I completed Mrs. Mundie's Memorial Newsletter this morning:

   A combination of sun, heat (93), humidity, dehydration, and exhaustion must have overtaken me, as I fell asleep for several hours upon my return.  I'm still rather woozy.  I'm sorry this is so late, and I apologize if it seems disjointed.


    From Chandler Nelms (Hampton HS - '63) of MD - 05/24/07 - "ALERT-ALERT-ALERT":

Please Read - Important Message!!

If you read the ALERT newsletter,

you know by now that Wayne, Joe, and I have been engaged in trying to secure contributions from you, the newsletter beneficiaries, for Carol and Paul in order to see them thru the next twelve months. And to those of you who so generously responded, we would like to thank you on behalf of Carol. However, based on a lack of response from so many others, our collective sense now is that lot's of you are hesitant to contribute because you have generously done so in the past only to be confronted with a new emergency a short time later. We recognize that there are limited resources available for this purpose but we do want you to understand one very critical point.

This appeal is the last time any of you will be asked for money on Carol and Paul's behalf. It is our firm belief that in one year's time, Carol and Paul will have in place a permanent solution to their financial issues. For Paul, hopefully that will be a new, well paying job. If that's not to be, then other means will be available where he can collect full social security benefits as he will have reached 65 years of age. That income could also be supplemented with part time work. Whatever the form it takes, the critical point here is they know that in twelve months they must become self sufficient again and they have the tools to do so.

But, this plan is still predicated upon the assumption that enough newsletter patrons contribute to this cause in order that enough funds are secured to see them thru these next twelve months. So, if you haven't yet committed to our plea, please search your conscience one more time and ask yourself if you are proud of your decision, whatever it may be. And rest assured we know first hand that while some of you would love to help, your own circumstances preclude your doing so currently. But if your hesitancy is due to a feeling of "how many more times" will this happen, then make your decision based on the knowledge that after this rally is completed, you will never hear from us again asking for financial support. THIS IS IT. Again, as indicated in the ALERT newsletter, our goal is to reach 100 contributors with each contributor providing a one-time contribution of $180 or a pledge to contribute $15/month for 12 months ($180) total.

No one ever said life was fair, although we all hope our friends will be.

Thank you all for your generosity, your caring, and your faithful readership.

  Joe Wingo ('65 - of NC) -

  Wayne Stokes ('65 - of VA) -

  Chandler Nelms (Hampton HS - '63 - of MD) - or

   Ummmm, thank you all - so very, very much!!!

Fund Contributors

"Concerned Typhoons"
Don Chaney
Bill Hobbs
Chandler Nelms
Charles Schneider
Edna Harrison
Gary Fitzgerald
Herb Hice
Jean Burton
Jim Hines
Joan Krause
Joe Wingo
John Murden
Judy and Alan Nesbitt
Wayne Stokes
"A Concerned Typhoon"
Jim Harris
Linda Waterfield Kenney
Al Simms
Jo Ann Stewart
Fred Mays
David Whitley
"A Concerned Typhoon"
"A Concerned Typhoon"
"A Concerned Typhoon"

   Sustaining Underwriters and Emergency Responders

   Gentlemen, I am still completely overwhelmed.  Thank you so very much!



26 -   Stacy Dorn ('64) of VA - 1946
29 -
  Donna Chadwell Nunemaker ('64) of VA and FL - 1946
29 -
  Dee Hodges Bartram ('66) of VA - 1948
31 -   JoAnn Houston Parrott ('61) of NC - 1943

   Many Happy Returns, Ladies!


From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 05/24/07 - ".....  Don't miss the first url!":

Cool Synchronized Skating. An on-line video.
The Seven Deadly Sins in picture form.
Reflective art.
After raising 4 kids, and losing one husband, I decided to return to college and get the degree I had started, but never finished. And so, on my first day of college, eager with anticipation, and more than a little nervous, I took a front row seat in my first class in over 40 years, a literature course.  

The professor told us we would be responsible for reading five books over the course of the semester, and that he would provide us with a list of authors from which we could choose.  

He ambled over to the lectern, took out his class book, and began "Baker, Black, Brooks, Carter, Cook..."  

I was working feverishly to get down all the names, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  

The student behind me whispered, "Slow down! He's just taking attendance!"  

The tax advisor had just read the story of Cinderella to his four-year-old daughter for the first time. The little girl was fascinated by the story, especially the part where the pumpkin turns into a golden coach.  

Suddenly she piped up, "Daddy, when the pumpkin turned into a golden coach, would that be classed as income or a long-term capital gain?" 


1. The Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.  

2. Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10. All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B.S. is done.  

3. The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sabbath.  

4. Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.  

5. The pastor will preach his farewell message, after which the choir will sing, "Break Forth Into Joy."  

6. A songfest was hell at the Methodist church Wednesday.  

7. Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our church and community.  

8. The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The Congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.  

9. Thursday night Potluck Supper. Prayer and medication to follow.  

10. The rosebud on the altar this morning is to announce the birth of David, the sin of Rev. and Mrs. Adams.

"Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it towards others. And the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world."

Etty Hillesum, 1914-1943
Author of 'An Interrupted Life'

   Thanks, Shari!


    From Chandler Nelms (Hampton HS - '63) of MD - 05/25/07 - "Diana":

GREAT newsletter!     Dave (Spriggs - '64 - of VA), thanks so much for the music. The song Diana brought back memories as it was popular when I was "dating" Diana Jergenson (was I old enough to date? 1957? 12 years old? Okay, I "liked" her). Does anyone remember her? She and her older sister lived with their parents near Wythe.

Chandler Nelms

   Thanks, Chandler Darlin'! Does anyone know the whereabouts of the Jergenson sisters?

   "Anyone?  Anyone?"


  From Me ('65) of NC - 05/25/07:

   Please check this page again; I had David's beautiful images hopelessly scrambled:


     From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 05/25/07 - "More Fort Monroe":

The first round of Ft. Monroe images were such a hit that I just had to go back for more.  The "THEN" Images are some that... you may (not) have seen before.

    Parade Grounds Parade Grounds
  Friday, May 25, 2007   Friday, May 25, 2007
Parade Grounds Panoramic
Friday, May 25, 2007
Lincoln Gun Pet Graves
Friday, May 25, 2007 Friday, May 25, 2007


   WOWZERONI-RINI!!!  These are breathtaking, David!  Thank you so much! I've added them to our collection:


      - seven new images so far.....


From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 05/25/07 - "A Super Analogy & 2 Stories With Meaning":

..... The marks beside each story represent the highlands and lowlands (glens for lowlands or valleys), as they say.
One of the greatest analogies I've come across in a long time!!!!! I must be overly tired I was boo-hooing (big time), for half of it. Absolutely True.
                                                                  ^o^   Am I An Angel? No, No  ^o^

I was catching a later flight to St. Louis, then on to Minnesota. A couple of seats in front and the aisle over sat a very pretty lady. She smiled back at me, I smiled at her noticing her pretty floral dress. The rest of the flight was uneventful, but as I was getting off the plane I noticed her again standing by the prompters seeing what flight she was to take and what gate. I stood beside her looking for my gate, and flight number. I commented to her that I had noticed her on the flight to St. Louis and she had on a pretty dress. She said "Thank you", I asked what flight she was taking? She said to "Phoenix". I looked and she had a two-hour layover, I also had a two and a half hours layover and asked her if she would like to go to the cafeteria for something to eat or drink. She said "Sure".
We introduced ourselves on the way down the ramp, and she told me that her name was "Phyllis". I laughed and said "my name is Phyllis also". As we sat in the booth she began telling me that she had been told she was dying of cancer and had less than 6 months to live. She was on her way to visit her children and grandchildren before she began taking treatment. She then told me that she had never flown before and she had prayed a specific prayer. She was afraid she would get lost at the airport and not be able to fine her way to the gate, and didn't know what she was going to do for the two hours she was there. She prayed, that someone would meet her at the gate and stay with her until she left the airport. She then asked me "Are you an Angel God has sent"? No, I assured her I was no angel, but did God use me to answer her prayer? Yes.

 by: Phyllis Murphy
                                                                  ^o^     Feathered Fidelity  ^o^

All relationships start with love and promise, but all too often we see them weaken, crumble and finally fail. It's too bad all relationships don't go to the birds. I know that sounds strange, but read on.

Many years ago, when I was just a young boy, a small yellow bird hit our front door. When I looked outside, I saw its tiny, unmoving body on our deck. I opened the door to see if it was just stunned, or worse, dead. I was kneeling over it when my mom joined me. "Michael, I think it may be dead. I heard the bang on the glass. It hit pretty hard."

"Mom, should we bury it?"

"I'm not sure, Michael. When I first looked out I saw another bird land beside it. It looked like it was trying to pick this one up. I think we should let nature take care of this. Let's put it on the roof of the car and see what happens." We placed the unmoving, little bird on the roof of my dad's car and went back into the house. From our living room window we watched as the bird's mate flew to its side, carefully grip the back of the dead bird's neck in it's tiny beak, and with a strength only love and devotion could provide, lifted its mate in the air.

It carried the body from the car, across the street, over the meadow on the other side and into nearby trees. It flew only a few feet off the ground. Sometimes it would get up to six feet high and then the weight of its companion would pull it lower again. Its struggle was great, but the desire not to be parted from its mate was greater.

Thirty-five years later, I stepped out of my home on a warm summer morning. I looked toward my next door neighbor's -- we lived in attached townhouses -- and noticed a single strand of a spider's web strung from the bush by the corner of their townhouse to the wheel of one of their cars. I thought it was strange for a spider to spin such a web, especially just one tiny strand. I moved closer to investigate. When I reached down to break the web I discovered it wasn't a web at all. It was a piece of fishing line. I gave it a tug and saw it was tangled in the bushes, and the other end was knotted under the car.

One of the boys was sitting on the front deck of the house. I remarked, "Looks like someone booby-trapped your friend's car." He came closer to see what I was talking about. I gave the line a tug. It was tightly jammed under the wheel of the vehicle. "Strange, it seems to go all the way under," I said. I walked to the back of the car and saw a robin. It fluttered to get away, but the line, which was wrapped around its tiny leg, held it firm. The poor bird flapped around on the pavement with only a foot of line for it to move. Slowly I approached and reached to grab it. When my fingers first touched his feathers it squawked and flapped away from me. I moved faster on the second attempt and managed to get a grip around his trembling body. It squirmed and twisted its head to snap at me, but I held tight. The boy came closer for a look, and then went for a knife. When he returned I realized he would probably break the poor bird's leg when the knife pulled the string tight before cutting it through, so I sent him for scissors. He came back and we carefully removed the string.

The bird was free, but I held him a little longer, so I could remove one last strand of the line from his tiny leg. It made a great effort and escaped from my grasp. He flew low across the pavement, under a row of mailboxes, and up into a tree.

It was free again.

Then I noticed a second robin fly down from a nearby tree and land next to the newly-freed robin. It had stayed close by, as its mate struggled for freedom, and would not have left until freedom or death ended their relationship. The birds I witnessed mated for life and the struggles that come with it. Now don't you wish a lot more relationships would go to the birds?

I know I do.
~ Michael T. Smith ~

   WOWZERS! Thanks, Shari!



1. Saturday, June 23, 2007 - 60th Birthday Party for the Class of 1965 - OPEN TO ALL NNHS CLASSES

2. Saturday, August 4, 2007 - Typhoon Informal Reunion - NNHS CLASS OF 1960

3. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, August 31 - September 2, 2007 - NNHS CLASS OF 1967

4. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 7 - 9, 2007 - NNHS CLASS OF 1957

5. Saturday, September 29, 2007 - Evelyn Fryer Fish's Buckroe Beach (Pot Luck) Birthday Party for Everyone - OPEN TO ALL

6. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, October 12 - 13, 2007 - NNHS CLASS OF 1962; FRIDAY NIGHT OPEN TO NNHS CLASSES OF 1960 - 1965

7. Friday and Saturday, May 16 - 17, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1958



   Reunion information is ALWAYS posted very near the top on the front page, and on the Reunion Page section:

   As these six messages were consuming so much space on each Newsletter, I've decided just to publish the NEXT upcoming reunion on each Newsletter:

The NNHS Class of 1965 will celebrate their 60th Birthdays

 on Saturday, June 23, 2007 at Shelter #12 at Newport News Park on Jefferson Avenue in NN from 2:00 - 6:00 PM. 

This will be an open event!  All NNHS classes - and others who read the website - are welcome!

Cost of the picnic will be $10.00 per person, and includes all food and beverages. Newport News Park allows only
non-alcoholic beverages to be served.
  Checks should be made out to NNHS Class of 1965 and mailed to Dave Arnold,
153 Exmoor Court, Williamsburg, VA 23185 as soon as possible in order that we may get a count for food preparation.
You may also pay at the event, but we need your name in advance for adequate planning.

  We look forward to seeing you in June!

 CONTACT: Dave Arnold at or call him at 757-618-6646.



   From Dave Arnold ('65) of VA - 04/27/07 - "to make you smile... (#14 in a series of 23)":


I thought folks might enjoy some of these photos as we have so many animal lovers.


Sights you may not see in a lifetime

   I think that's aptly titled!  Thanks, Dave!




 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


Oh Boy!

(Buddy Holly)

All of my love
All of my kissin'
You don't know what you've been a-missin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you, were meant, for me

All of my life
I've been a-waitin'
Tonight there'll be no...hesitatin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you, were meant, for me

Stars appear and shadows are falling
You can hear my heart a-calling
A little bit a-lovin' makes everything right
I'm gonna see my baby tonight

All of my love
All of my kissin'
You don't know what you've been a-missin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you, were meant, for me

Oh boy
Oh boy

[Guitar Solo] (ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh)

All of my life
I've been a-waitin'
Tonight there'll be no...hesitatin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you, were meant, for me

Stars appear and shadows are falling
You can hear my heart a-calling
A little bit a-lovin' makes everything right
I'm gonna see my baby tonight

All of my love
All of my kissin'
You don't know what you've been a-missin'
Oh boy, when you're with me
Oh boy, the world can see
That you, were meant, for me


"Oh Boy!" midi courtesy of
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA
- 02/04/05
Thanks, Dave!

"Oh Boy!" lyrics courtesy of
also at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA
- 02/04/05
Thanks again, Dave!

 Smacking Lips clip art courtesy of - 04/10/03

Silhouetted Valentine Couple Clip art courtesy of - 02/09/05

Red Roses Line clip art courtesy of 02/01/05

Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05

Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of Herbert Hice of MI - one of my Famous Marines who served in the South Pacific during WWII.
Thanks, Herbie!

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

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

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

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