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06/07/09 - NNHS Newsletter -
When You Say Nothing at All

“Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you,
say what you've got to say, and say it hot.”

- D. H. Lawrence

 (11 Sept 1885 - 02 Mar 1930)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   Today's Newsletter is brought to you by my Magic Shower, which dispensed Alison's sweet soothing voice along with the deliciously warm water.

BONUS - - When You Say Nothing At All - Alison Krauss


   Happy Birthday today to     Fred Field ('45) of CA AND   Al Simms ('60) of VA AND Donnie Morris ('67) of VA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

10 -         Sydney Dearing ('56) of TN AND Eileen Casey Sparkman (Ferguson HS - '68) of VA;

12 - Cynthia Clontz Mears ('57) AND       My #3 Son,  Randolph Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '92) of IL;

14 - The United States Army - 1775 AND   Rosalee Will Jecmenek ('65) of TX AND Cindy _____ Konstant of VA (Wife of   George Konstant - '65 of VA) AND   Linda McKenna Sivilich of PA AND     My Youngest Grandson, Buckley Harty of MA;

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!  

      From Phil Hammond ('64) of UT - 06/06/09 - "      Carol's ('65 - of IL)       dad (the late Robert Buckley, M.D. - John Marshall HS - '25)":


Thanks for sharing your dad's memory.  You must be very proud of him.  I had no idea he was there during the horror of D-Day.  He must have been a very special dad.  I see he also was awarded the Bronze Star which is a very special award.  You have every right to be biased on this very special day.

Thanks again,


   Oh, you did not know? Even though it happened over three years before I was born, I consider it such a pivotal factor in my life, I suppose I always thought it was branded on my forehead somehow.

   My father was a very special man, and I was his exceedingly spoiled and indulged little baby girl - planned and born when my parents were 39 years old at a time when that really wasn't done very often.

   Daddy was not an outdoorsman.  I never knew him to go fishing or hunting.  He was a scholar, a scientist, a musician, raised in a virtual hot house by an overprotective father who wanted to spare him all the unpleasantries of life.

   In the first place, Daddy had no business joining the service at all.  He had a private medical practice, a wife and two young daughters (one severely handicapped) at home, and his eyesight alone should have prevented him.  My sisters and I all inherited his extreme nearsightedness and astigmatism.  Having memorized the eye-chart while in medical school, he was literally looking at the wrong wall when he signed himself off on the vision test.  To prepare himself for D-Day, he attached twelve extra pairs of eyeglasses - suspended from condoms - to his belt, for he otherwise would never even have seen that hill.

   When I was a little girl, my mother read me children's bedtime stories and recited all the old nursery rhymes to me.  My daddy told me stories of the war.

   In the evenings after a long difficult day at work, he would roll up his pajama pants to his knees, and ask me to rub all those funny looking brown spots (ranging in size from a dime to a silver dollar) which covered his calves with cotton balls soaked in alcohol, to soothe the pain.  I asked him what they were, because they looked remarkably like what I thought shrapnel wounds would, but he assured me they were nothing - as if everyone's legs were so marked.  He preferred to think (as he had reported) that he was one of three officers in his outfit who was neither killed nor wounded, and that might have interfered with that version.  While we were all alone and as he relaxed more and more, he told me many, many stories of those dreadful times - and he always spoke to me as though I was an adult.  I was hardly that, as he died of a coronary thrombosis when I was yet four months away from my thirteenth birthday.

   One of my favorite stories taught me the value of always being as gracious and polite as possible, no matter what the circumstances.  He was once called away in the middle of the night to attend to some matter which he rightly thought could have been handled by any orderly, and hardly required the services of the Regimental Surgeon.  Without murmur or complaint, he dutifully left to attend to the matter.  When he returned, there was a large hole where his tent had been, having been nicely eliminated by a falling bomb.

   He told me stories that haunted me for years, especially when I was pregnant, of watching helplessly through field glasses as the German SS interrogated and tortured and killed members of the French Resistance, including one woman in the latter stages of her pregnancy.  This particular story is too graphically horrible to repeat here.

   He told me stories of moments of unexpected humor, such as one involving delousing female "refugees", as he called them.  Many years later, I came to know that those incidents occurred at the liberation of a Nazi concentration camp - probably the infamous Dachau - another fact he never admitted.

   My mama always said he would have received a Silver Star, had he given a full account of his activities on D-Day, but he refused, saying medals were for heroes, and they all died.  She also always said that Daddy was killed in the war; it just took him 15 years to die.

   Thank you, Phil!

    From Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 06/06/09 - "29th Division":

Your D-day remembrance is terrific. I would, however, encourage you to include an errata item to the great D-day photos to clarify that the U.S. 29th Infantry Division was both a Maryland and Virginia National Guard unit.  

   OH! I thought everyone knew that intuitively - GIGGLES! But I DID add a note there:

Thanks, Norm!

The Armory, then adjacent to Saunders Stadium, housed Headquarters Battery of the 111th Field Artillery, in which my dad,   Harry M. Covert, Sr., was a proud private first class. He was not allowed to activate (Federalize) with the 111th in 1941 because of age and dependents (just brother       Harry ('57), but Dad had trained with the division during maneuvers in New York State in 1940. I have his letters to Mother (Mary Elizabeth [Betsy] Goodson Covert, June '37) during that time when he and his comrades wondered what would happen with the war in Europe.

I should add that Virginia and Maryland members of the 29th shared the horror of Omaha Beach that fateful day. The 111th Field Artillery did not fare well during the initial phase of the assault, losing nearly all its equipment before reaching shore with casualties huge among them. I am privileged to be close friends with several surviving members of the Maryland 29th Division contingent. I also served a post-active duty hitch with the 116th Infantry out of Winchester at Fort A. P. Hill in 1973. I was then part of the inactive ready reserve.

As they still say, "29 Let's Go!"

Norm Covert ('61) MD

Thanks, Norm!

   I did some more research, and found even more exciting HOMEWORK. Let's call it EXTRA CREDIT:

From Gary Sealey of VA - 06/05/09:

Hi Carol,

... You and        Dave Spriggs ('64 - of VA)  were so wonderful in supporting my marketing students a couple of years ago when they developed the Historic Hilton Village website.   Dave helped us out just the other day as the students are redoing the site using dreamweaver software... The appearance is exactly as it initially was but the update has made it fast as should be totally completed in a month or so...

A little background (on my mother, Barbara Womble Lawson): She was attending NNHS on a path to graduate in 1959. However, her mother (Mabel Bulifant) met a wonderful man (Davis A. Bulifant of Hampton) His wife had passed away from cancer at a very young age.   He and Grandma were married, and needless to say....moved across the line into Hampton where he was living....they lived on LaSalle Avenue just a couple houses down from Kecoughtan Road..... it broke my mother's heart....... having typhoon blood running through her veins all of those years growing up......and now, as you might imagine having to move into Crabber Town... She graduated from Hampton High School in 1959. (1st graduating class of the newly build HHS on Queen Street). When the new HHS was built, the old HHS became Thorpe Jr. High where I attended for three years.. Grandma Mabel Womble and Dave Buiifant joined in marriage and brought together two families - my mother, her brother, A.G. Womble, joining three wonderful Bulifant brothers...Robert Ashton "Punchy", Ronnie, and Barry Bulifant....sort of a Brady Bunch story. Even today, they are the closest of brothers and sister... Dave Bulifant was always my grandfather - from birth - and what a special and wonderful man he was...... One of my most cherished memories of an entire lifetime is granddaddy taking ALL of us to the Hampton vs. NNHS Turkey Day Games....we went every year until the final game.....correct me if I'm wrong, but I remember HHS losing to NNHS in that final game. What a treat and what awesome memories those games hold in my heart even today.... which I'm sure are the fondest of memories for for most everyone on this site.....

My granddaddy was a banker in Downtown Hampton all of his career retiring as Vice President.  He was past president of the Hampton Lion's Club.   Grandma Mabel worked for the Hampton School System for over 30 years.  Grandaddy passed away approximately 20 years ago. 

(A quick small world side-story, David Spriggs who supported my students who developed the Hilton Village website, knew all about the Bulifant family.  I found out just the other day that he did extensive research for someone years ago, (including in that line) Joyce Bulifant (from Newport News, who became a well-known actress). 

Grandma Mabel went to be with the Lord just six months ago on December 31, 2008. A.G. retired a few years ago as Director of Finance for the Hampton City Schools. Bob "Punchy" Bulifant passed away some twenty years ago.... complications from surgery at a young age of 40. Ronnie retires this year from Hampton City Schools. Barry is the assistant pro at Cypress Point Golf Course. My mother, Barbara Womble Lawson, retired from the Hampton City Schools...she was at Lindsay Middle School for over thirty years. My father was Hamptonian David Sam Sealey who passed away several years ago. He worked at the Newport News Shipyard in the maintenance department for almost forty years.

I am a marketing teacher at Menchville High School and love it.  I've taught there for the past fifteen years.  You and Dave were very helpful and supportive of my marketing students (Entrepreneur Club) who designed the Hilton Village website and presented the project to over 200 supporters at a program held at Hilton Elementary School April, 2007.  Someone equally supportive of my kids has been   Bill Lee (Warwick HS - '54). What a very talented writer he is.  I have seen some of his work also on this fabulous site.  When my students researched your site looking for things to assist them, we ALL found the site to be the BIGGEST alumni site (packed with absolutely TONS of information on graduates, etc.) in the world.  I can't imagine there being a more extensive alumni site anywhere... We're very proud of your accomplishments...  As I had shared with you in the past email, your site has been on my mom's computer Favorites list for many years now.

I am married to the most wonderful woman in the world, Susie Alejano Sealey. She was valedictorian of her high school (Holy Rosary Academy)....she's very humble and doesn't like for me to tell that fact but I'm so very proud of her...  We have two gorgeous sons, 5-year old Shannon-Gray Sealey "SHAY" (named after my brother, Shannon L. Sealey)... another side story... Shannon's business partner, Bryan Kersey (for over 15 years) is the son of Jess Kersey ('58) (NBA Referee and proud NNHS graduate).  Our second son is 4-year-old Seth-Gabriel Sealey.  We are very active with the boys at Liberty Baptist Church.  We live on Main Street in Hilton Village. Right next to the Hilton Village Woman's Club.  Shay begins Kindergarten this fall at Hilton Elementary School.  There must be literally hundreds and hundreds of folks from your site that graduated from Hilton Elementary

   Actually, Gary, Hilton Elementary fed into Warwick High, so I rather doubt that.  There were a few, of course.     Frank Blechman ('65) of Northern VA and   Jamey Douglas Bacon ('66) of VA come quickly to mind.

HES is celebrating its 90th Year Anniversary. Mary Jo Anastasion is the Principal and she's awesome. Hilton Elementary has just won a national award for academic excellence and I was told they are ranked the number one elementary school in Virginia and one of the top elementary schools in the nation.

   WOWZERS!!! That's SUPER!

..... One last tidbit... a friend of yours and NNHS alumna   Bill Fitzgerald ('58) (former NN Vice Mayor) is also a HUGE supporter of our Menchville Entrepreneur Club and all of the projects we have been involved in.... the newest being a non-profit Foundation we have established for the club called "The CHANCE Foundation", Every Child Deserves A CHANCE,  It has been a tremendous learning experience for our student's and it has given them a chance to give back to those children less fortunate.  Contributions to their cause have enabled their foundation to feed hundreds of malnourished pre-school aged children in a town called Sipalay in the Philippines.

Carol, You have a great weekend and keep up the awesome work you have done to keep the Typhoon Spirit Strong.

Gary Sealey 

   Thanks so much, Gary!

Barbara Womble Lawson (NNHS / HHS - '59) of VA - 06/07/09:


I love what you have done, this is incredible.  I can't imagine how much time you must devote to this. I enjoy so much seeing what is going on. You have done a fabulous job. 
My birthday is Nov. 12,  and you have my permission to print my email address.  <>
I left NNHS after the 10th grade.  I was in    Miss Suttle's homeroom as you had already found out.  I finished at Hampton in 1959.
Barbara Womble Lawson

   Thank you, Barbara! I've added your email addy to the "Alumni Page" for the Class of 1959, and your birthday to the other listings:

   I generally devote about ten to twelve hours a day to the Newsletters and the site itself. Often I find it necessary to take a day or two off (as I have several times lately), but I find that all those days must be made up anyway, so it really doesn't behoove me to try that very often.

  OH. That reminds me. I've received a great many invitations recently from a number of y'all inviting me to join you on Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, and probably a few other social networking sites.  I've already previously joined Classmates, LinkedIn, and Plaxo, and can scarcely remember how to even access them.  While I'm flattered to be asked, knowing how much time can be spent on those sites to derive any benefit from them, I have ignored all such requests.  I would be forced to choose between them and what I'm doing here, and I'd really rather do this.

   If I ever find the extra time "just to be nice", I'll write you each a sweet note trying to explain all that diplomatically (or ask someone who is naturally diplomatic to help me compose such a handy-dandy note).  Meanwhile, I hope y'all will understand and forgive me.

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 06/07/09 - "ღஐღ HEALING ღஐღ":


"A day of healing begins when you decide you're worthy. You see just how priceless you are. You feel that you are
something to the world and the people around you. Grab hold to the chain that you have allowed to bind you to nothing
and live because you are something. You smile because you can. You stand because you choose to see what's in store.
Today is a day of healing."

   Thank you, Shari!



  From Curt Overman ('59) of VA - 06/02/09 - "Typhoon Class of 59":

Dear Carol,

Several members of the Typhoon class of 59 are trying to see if there is any interest in a 50-year reunion.
They would ask that members contact one of the people listed below to express their interest and ideas.
Mary Catherine Todd    Telephone 757-596-4347
Margaret Powell Bryant   Telephone 757-826-6397   Email
Mary Jones Lenhart              Email
Curtis Overman             Email

They would ask that they contact one of the above before July 1 so that plans may be made.  It is anticipated that the reunion itself would be in either September or October.  The form and venue would depend on the response they get.

Thank you for all your hard work!

Curtis Overman

   That's truly fabulous news, Curt! I'll harp on this everyway I can imagine in the next four weeks to try to encourage one and all so that this comes to fruition!


   From the Head Cheerleader of 1958, Evelyn Fryer Fish of TX - 06/06/07 - "Jungle Juice - Drunk Animals In Africa":

This is hilarious…

This is a real video from a French documentary about Africa.  
There are trees that grow in Africa which, once a year, produce very juicy fruits that contain a large percentage of alcohol.  Because there is a shortage of water, as soon as the fruits are
ripe, animals come there to help protect themselves from the heat.
What happens next, you can see for yourself.  
The falling-down drunken monkeys are very funny, and so is the elephant, knee-walking drunk, so blitzed he can't stand up but nevertheless still reaching with his trunk for the fallen fermented fruit on the ground. 
... All you have to know is that the fruit is fermented -- and potent.

     Thanks, Evelyn!



1. Saturday and Sunday, June 13 and 14, 2009 - The Class of 1961 will hold a Mini-Reunion: Social get together Saturday night, June 13, 6:00 PM until ? at the David home on Parkway Drive; Breakfast Sunday, June 14, 9:30 AM – 12:30 PM at the Saunders home in Isle of Wight. For details, contact Buddy David: Phone (757) 595-4500 or Fax (757) 595-6723 - CLASS OF 1961

2. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 4, 5 and 6 (Labor Day Weekend), 2009 - The Class of 1969 will hold its 40-Year Reunion at the Point Plaza Hotel, Newport News, VA. For details, see: and contact Jean Baker Howell at - OPEN TO ALL NNHS ALUMNI

3. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 18, 19, and 20, 2009 - The Warwick High School Class of 1959 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center, Newport News, VA. For details, contact

4. Friday and Saturday, October 9 and 10, 2009 - The Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Newport News Marriott at City Center, 740 Town Center Drive, Newport News, VA 23606: For details, see: - CLASS OF 1964

5. Friday and Saturday, August 6 and 7, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1970 will hold its 40-Year Reunion. Friday night they will all meet at RJ's; Saturday night will be at the Kiln Creek Golf & Country Club. For details, contact Carol Comer Cutler at - CLASS OF 1970

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 06/05/09

BLOG: - updated 01/09/09

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

                          Love to all, Carol





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When You Say Nothing at All

Written by
Paul Overstreet
(b. 17 Mar 1955)

and Don Schlitz, 1988
(b. 29 Aug 1952)

- Alison Krauss, 1995
(b. 23 July 1971)

It's amazing how you can speak right through my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
Why I hear when you don't say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
A touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking 'bout loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as I may they can never define
What's being said between your heart and mine

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
A touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
A touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all

"When You Say Nothing at All" midi (sequenced by Jack Hall) and lyrics courtesy of - 06/07/09

Stained Glass clip art courtesy of - 04/28/06

Pink Squiggle Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 05/01/09

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

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!

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!

Air Force Seal clip art courtesy of - 03/24/03

Ferguson High School's Anchor clip art courtesy of Steve Silsby (FHS - '72) of NC - 12/14/05
Thanks, Steve!

Hillsboro High School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

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

Animated Army Flag clip art courtesy of - 06/18/03

Animated Hiding Mallard (by AF Artist - Josh Doohen) courtesy of - 05/15/08

Animated Applause clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 08/18/05 (re-saved 02/27/09)
Thanks, Al!

Animated Fat Frog courtesy of Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 07/16/08
Thanks, Wayne!

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