Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   Today isn't really the Twelfth of Never; it's the Twelfth of June, but it's close enough.  Besides, this is one of my all-time
favorite songs in the world, being rerun from more than two years ago:

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  Thanks again for finding it for me,     David (Spriggs - '64 - of VA)! 

  From Me ('65) of NC - 05/29/07 - "How I Spent That Tuesday Morning":

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   Sustaining Underwriters and Emergency Responders - THIS IS THE MORE COMPLETE LIST!

   Obviously, this page is in the process of being seriously and completely revamped, almost on a daily basis.  As I am not sure which of y'all wished to remain anonymous, if you have contributed to either of these funds, please drop me a line (as some of y'all have) and let me know your wishes. I'll then replace each "Anonymous" listing with your name or other wording. Thanks so much!

  BIRTHDAYS:

   Today we have (as far as I know) but one birthday, and it happens to be my #3 son, Randolph Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '92) of IL, who is turning 33 today!

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    Happy Birthday, Randolph!

From My Friend, Judy, of IL - 06/11/07 - "Still waiting":

I did what you told me...I sent the email to 10 people like you said  .. .. ..  I'm still waiting for that miracle to happen ...    WILD GIGGLES!!!  Thanks, Judy!

From NewsMax Media - 06/11/07 - "Olive Oil for Pain Relief":

Olive Oil Good as Ibuprofen?

Researchers have found that a chemical in extra-virgin olive oil has anti-inflammatory properties similar to those found in ibuprofen. Even though the chemical called oleocanthal has a different chemistry from the painkiller, its non-steroidal and anti-inflammatory effects are comparable to ibuprofen.

The discovery was made by Dr. Gary Beauchamp, director of the Monell Chemical Senses Center in Philadelphia when he tasted freshly pressed olive oil and realized the particular burning sensation he felt at the back of his throat was the same bitterness and burning he felt when testing liquid ibuprofen in cold medicines.

“The moment I felt that burn, I saw the whole picture in my head,” he told The New York Times. “There’s a natural analogue of ibuprofen in olive oil, and it could have anti-inflammatory properties, too.”

Dr. Beauchamp found that the bitter substance in olive oil was a phenolic chemical which he and his fellow researchers named oleocanthal. Phenols are natural antioxidants which help keep the oil from becoming rancid.

Research showed that oleocanthal is even better than ibuprofen at hindering enzymes in the body that cause inflammation. Although the aromas and flavors of virgin olive oils vary from delicate and fleeting to bitter and peppery, the cough-provoking varieties have the most oleocanthal and thus carry the most powerful medicinal punch.

Researchers speculate that the oleocanthal in olive oils may be one reason that Mediterranean diets are so beneficial.

NewsMax Media Editor's Note:

• Kill Joint Pain Before It Cripples You

From One of my Famous Marines -    Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII - 06/11/07 - "To MY BEST FRIEND, FROM YOUR BEST FRIEND ~~~ BOOMPA":

TO ~~~ MY BEST FRIEND, FROM YOUR BEST FRIEND ~~~ BOOMPA

Dear Carol, The picture is of my Great Grandkids Of my Grandson Chris. Made me think of a childhood nursery rhyme that I have not used in 75 years. Thought you might like to see it ?? My Grandkids all call me Boompa. Your Friend, Herbie  MY BEST FRIEND, FROM YOUR BEST FRIEND ~~~ BOOMPA MBF, CHRIS ~~~ Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water ~~~ Jack fell down and broke his crown ~~~ And Jill came tumbling after, Your Best Friend, BOOMPA

   Awww - how cute!!!  Thanks, Herbie Darlin'!

  From Butch Ragland ('63) of CO - 06/11/07 - "The Red Marble":

RED MARBLES

I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes.

I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas.

I paid for my potatoes, but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me.

"Hello Barry, how are you today?"

"H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good."

"They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?"

"Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time."

"Good. Anything I can help you with?"

"No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas."

"Would you like take some home?" asked Mr. Miller.

"No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with."

"Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?"

"All I got's my prize marble here."

"Is that right? Let me see it" said Miller.

"Here 'tis. She's a dandy."

"I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red.

Do you have a red one like this at home?" the store owner asked.

"Not zackley, but almost."

"Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble", Mr. Miller told the boy.

"Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.."

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.

With a smile said, "There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store."

I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man.

A short time later I moved to Colorado, but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.

Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one.

Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died.

They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

Ahead of us in line were three young men.

One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts...all very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her, and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

"Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim
'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size....they came to pay their debt.."

"We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world," she confided, "but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho "

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.


The Moral: We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds.

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath.

Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~
A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself.
An unexpected phone call from an old friend.
Green stoplights on your way to work.
The fastest line at the grocery store.
A good sing-along song on the radio.
Your keys found right where you left them.


..... IT'S NOT WHAT YOU GATHER, BUT WHAT YOU SCATTER THAT TELLS WHAT KIND OF LIFE YOU HAVE LIVED!

   WOWZERONI-RINI!  This is my kind of tearjerker!  And you're right, Butch, the parallels are very similar!  Thanks so much - for everything!

  From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 06/12/07 - "Tuesday June 12th":

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** Top 10 Dog Pet Peeves About Humans **  

- Yelling at me for barking. I am a dog.  

- Taking me for a walk then not letting me check stuff out. Exactly whose walk is this anyway?  

- Any trick balancing food on my nose.  

- Yelling at me for rubbing myself on your carpet. Why did you buy carpet?  

- Getting upset when I sniff your guests. Sorry but I haven't quite mastered the handshake thing yet.  

- Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now you know why we chew your stuff up when you are not home.  

- Taking me to the vet for "The big snip", then acting surprised when I freak out every time we go back.  

- Doggie Sweaters.  

- The sleight of hand, fake fetch throws. You fooled a dog! What a proud moment for the top of the food chain.  

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Character
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Character is often determined not by when we do what we must, but by when we do what is voluntary.

It is tested far more by charity, than obligation.

It appears not so much in what the public sees, but shows itself clearer in what is done in private.


~A MountainWings Original~

   Thanks, Shari!

  From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 06/12/07:

CAROL

YOU CAN PUT MY E-MAIL ADDRESS OUT FOR CLASS FOLKS TO SEE:  dyeglenn@att.net 

   OOOPS!!! I had changed it in my own files, but not within the site itself!  I fixed that now:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/SITE-MAP.html

     http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/alumni-list.html

     http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/contact-ALL.html

          http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/contact-1960.html

ALSO, CAN ANYONE REMEMBER THE OLDER GENTLEMAN THAT USED TO HANG OUT AT ROGER'S SODA SHOP ON 25TH STREET?  HE WOULD ALWAYS SIT IN THE BACK AND WORK CROSSWORD PUZZLES BY THE PIN BALL MACHINE. HE WAS UP THERE  I THINK EVERY DAY, BUT I CANNOT REMEMBER HIS NAME 

GLENN DYE  ( 60 )

   Well, let's find out!

   "Anyone?  Anyone?"

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     http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/old-stomping.html

          http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/OOSG-N-R.html

               http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/rogers-confectionary.html

   Thanks, Glenn!

  From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 06/12/07 - "THE PRICE IS RIGHT--Priceless Moments":

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QATb29zYvZk

   SUPER!!! Thanks, Shari!

  From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 06/12/07 - "WORDS ARE NOT ENOUGH!":

   Okay, Lady, ya got me again!  I'm absolutely speechless - also dizzy!

   Thanks so much!

   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 dlarnold@cox.net or call him at 757-618-6646. AND CHECK THIS WEB PAGE FOR THE LATEST INFORMATION - 06/09/07: http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/60-BIRTHDAY-1965.html

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

                          Love to all, Carol

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NNHS CLASS OF '65 WEB SITE: http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com

PERSONAL WEB SITE: http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/cluckmeat

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Carol Buckley Harty
219 Four Ply Lane
Fayetteville, NC 29311-9305
910-488-9408

The Twelfth of Never

- Paul Francis Webster & Jerry Livingston

(Johnny Mathis)


You ask me how much I need you, must I explain?
I need you, oh my darling, like roses need rain
You ask how long I'll love you, I'll tell you true
Until the twelfth of never, I'll still be loving you

Hold me close, never let me go
Hold me close, melt my heart like April snow

I'll love you 'til the bluebells forget to bloom
I'll love you 'til the clover has lost its perfume
I'll love you 'til the poets run out of rhyme
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time

You ask me how much I need you, must I explain?
I need you, oh my darling, like roses need rain
You ask how long I'll love you, I'll tell you true
Until the twelfth of never, I'll still be loving you

Hold me close, never let me go
Hold me close, melt my heart like April snow

I'll love you 'til the bluebells forget to bloom
I'll love you 'til the clover has lost its perfume
I'll love you 'til the poets run out of rhyme
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time

"The Twelfth of Never" midi courtesy of http://www.garyrog.50megs.com/midi/
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 02/24/05
Thanks, Dave!

"The Twelfth of Never" lyrics courtesy of lyrics courtesy of http://www.angelfire.com/ma2/Gem3/twelfthofnever.html
also at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 02/24/05 
Thanks again, Dave!

Roses Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.wtv-zone.com/nevr2l82/bars34.html - 02/24/05

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06

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

Hillsboro Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of http://www.hillsboroschools.net/schools/hhs/activities/music2/Band/bio.html - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

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!

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