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07/26/07 - NNHS Newsletter
My Foolish Heart

"Ah foolish heart, which waits and grieves
Under the daisy's mocking spell.”

- Helen Hunt Jackson
(18 Oct 1830 - 12 Aug 1885)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

We interrupt our celebration of summer songs to bring you this one, which is repeated from exactly one year ago today - because.....

NEWBIES:

1. Frank Saunders (Hampton HS - '64) of VA - 07/25/07:

..... I think I will join the group.....

Thanks,
Frank

Welcome aboard, Frank! I added your name to my mailing lists and to our "Alumni Page":

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

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

And yes, I would like a photo to add. That was Chandler Nelms' ('Hampton HS - '63 - of MD) idea back on 10/13/05 - and a very good one it was, too! Thanks again, Chandler Darlin'!

BIRTHDAYS:

A very Happy Birthday today to my very own sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC!

Many Happy Returns, Lady! I'm making you your favorite Stone Soup (a.k.a. beef stew) for dinner. See you at 5:00 PM!

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/Happy-Birthday.html

Y'all be sure to take a look at that page. How are we going to wish you a happy birthday (or in the case of my coo-coo brain, forget to wish you a happy birthday) if we don't know when it is?!? Thanks!

PAGE HITS:

Hit #63,000 was made on Wednesday, July 25, 2007 at 1:54 PM by a completely unknown user.

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/page-hits.html

From Me ('65) of NC - 07/26/07 - "OOPS!":

While I was swiping the graphics from last year's Newsletter to make this one, I noticed a memory which Linda May Bond Crayton ('66) of VA had sent about Coach Nuttycombe. As I hadn't recalled reading it during all the updates to his page I'd made lately, I double-checked. Sure enough, it wasn't there - and the recollections which were posted were in a scrambled order! ARGHHH!!! I don't know how these things happen, I really don't. It must be gremlins.

I'm so sorry, Linda May! It's duly recorded now:

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

http://nnhs65.00freehost.com/faculty.html

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/teachers.html

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/teach-Nuttycombe.html

And don't forget - today is the last day to RSVP:

Thursday, July 26, 2007 - Last day to RSVP to Peninsula Sports Club for Coach Charley Nuttycombe's Milestone Award

From Jo Ann Stewart ('64) of Northern VA - 07/24/07 - "Michael Vick":

Thanks for posting the stuff on Michael Vick. I am so sorry that we have to claim another native son who is a thug. After reading the stuff about Iverson all these years I thought Michael Vick was truly a good role model. Oh, well!

I think the quote I use below my name is very appropriate.

Regards, Jo Ann

"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened." - Anatole France

Thanks, Jo Ann. I agree. That entire matter is quite tragic on several different levels.

From One of my Famous Marines - Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII - 07/24/07 - "Dear Carol, My youngest daughter, Husband & Children, The MacKay Family, July 01, 2007":

Dear Carol,

Latest picture of my youngest daughter Heidi, Husband Don and their four children, Donnie, Hailey, Holly and Jacob. They adopted all four children when they each were about 6 months old. The picture was taken July 01, 2007.

More later, Your Friend, Herbie

Oh, what a lovely family! Thanks so much for sharing this portrait, Herbie Darlin!

Sunday, July 1, 2007

From One of my Famous Marines - Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII - 07/24/07 - "Dear Carol, My Grandkids all call me Boompa !!!":

Dear Carol,

I went to my youngest daughter's house for the 4th of July Bar-B-Q and My Granddaughter took this picture of me. I thought you might like to see what living in this world for 83 years does to a retired Marine/Humble Carpenter. If I had my Druthers, I would Druther look like I did when I enlisted in the Marines (1942) at 18 years old. You know I am only kidding you, I don't have much to complain about. Our CREATOR (GOD) has been very good to me, for which I am ever Grateful.

More Later, Your Friend, Herbie

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

WILD GIGGLES!!! Well, yes, Sweetie, I would much rather look like this than the way I do now myself! Unfortunately, my mirror simply refuses to cooperate.

But this is a great image of you, Herbie Darlin'! Thanks so much - and thank your granddaughter for taking it!

From Paul Dobie ('66) of CO and DC - 07/25/07 - "worth sharing":

TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT. DURING SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE IN THE FACE.

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING, WROTE IN THE SAND:

"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE".

THEY KEPT ON WALKING, UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, WHERE THEY DECIDED TO TAKE A BATH THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING, BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.

AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE:

"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE".

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?"

THE FRIEND REPLIED, "WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY. BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT."

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

THEY SAY IT TAKES A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON, AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN AN ENTIRE LIFE TO FORGET THEM.

DO NOT VALUE THE THINGS YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE WHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE !

Thanks so much, Sweetie! These words are definitely worth remembering!

From David Whitley ('67) of VA - 07/25/07:

..... That is correct, Ms Ma'am. I am 100%, physically & even more so mentally. Except for those voices I keep hearing. And I know I'm not crazy, 'cause they keep saying "Hey Whit, are you gonna answer me?" from over my cubicle wall.....

"Everyone thinks I'm psychotic except for my friends deep inside the earth."

David, you gorgeous goofbutton! I've missed your hysterical nonsense while you were out sick! Welcome back, and congratulations on your clean bill of health! You scared the bee bees outta me! Do take good care of yourself!

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 06/04/07 - BUT NOT APPEARING UNTIL 07/25/07!?! - "Miniature Earth & TALK to the COOK":

http://www.miniature-earth.com/
Miniature earth. Wow, we have much to be grateful for.
Saw something like this in pps. form, long ago.

Certainly makes one think.

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http://spikedhumor.com/articles/108026/Hammer_or_Feather.html
Hammer or feather. Which falls faster?
Test on the moon.

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My 20th high school class reunion was held at a hotel on the same night that another school's 10th-year reunion was taking place.

While my girl friends and I were in the rest room talking, some unfamiliar women entered. After their stares became uncomfortable, we turned toward them. One of the women said, "Don't mind us. We just wanted to see how we'd look in another 10 years."

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Having great memories from Pittsburgh, yep, you gotta love the Italians!

Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. For example, an Italian mother might chastise her offspring for not eating by saying, "Eat your dinner, or I'll kill you."

A Jewish mother on the other hand would say, "Eat your dinner, or I'll kill myself."

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"The soul is a muscle, and it needs to be exercised a little every day. Say a morning prayer, just say something."

- Catherine Hicks

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Another good message from Mountain Wings.

Talk To The Cook
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My wife recently became discontent with our evening dinners.

I would notice her plate as I finished eating my plate and her plate would be barely touched. I would ask her why she ate so little and she would respond, "It's just not good to me."

I didn't get upset and tell her how many children were starving around the world, I just calmly asked her to send her complaints to the cook. There was only one problem with this answer.

She was the cook.

She would always have to laugh when she realized that she was the cook. I recently suggested that she take cooking lessons since she didn't like her own cooking and my cooking was even worse. I found a master chef who agreed to come into our home and teach her. After a few classes, I noticed her plate and it looked as though it had already gone through the dishwasher.

This was a lesson that we all need in some area of our life.

Most areas of our lives could be better if we just did something about it.

If you are not pleased with your knowledge, talk to the student; you are the student.

If you are not pleased with your marriage, talk to the spouse, no, not the other spouse, the spouse reading this.

If you are not pleased with your spiritual life, talk to the seeker.

If you are not pleased with your weight, talk to the eater.

Sometimes we would rather talk to everyone except the only one who can really do something about a problem.

Most times in our lives we are that someone.

We can be our own best coach, our own best motivator, our own best challenger, if we would just tell ourselves the right things. Sometimes others don't believe in us because we don't believe in ourselves.

Next time something doesn't taste right in your life, try talking to the cook.

~A MountainWings Original~

WOW! Thanks, Shari! I'm so glad this showed up; I've missed you! Ever since your computer went down at the beginning of summer, I've been remembering the Dark Days two years ago when my own computer lost it, and thinking of the toll it must be exacting of you.....

Hope to see you back here on our pages soon, Lady!

From Frank Saunders (Hampton HS - '64) of VA - 07/25/07 - "Newsletter":

I clicked on the links in the email but didn't see a place to join the group or did you already sign me up?

YEPPERS! I've already done all the work for you (control freak, ya know...)!

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

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

Thanks for the snapshot of Cheryl (Mays Howard - '66 - of VA). She is in my class at church so I will mention this to her. I didn't know her back then when we were in high school. Met her during her Hippie days, she says. Very different now.

I sent the Buckroe Beach link to my good buddy in Roanoke, Wally Newton, and he said that cost him an hour of time the other night especially when he found the NNHS link. He said his mother, Susan Alice Fell, graduated from NNHS way back when but he didn't have the time to look her up to see if she was listed in the archives.

Well, actually, she wouldn't really be listed anywhere unless she had elected to join the mailing list - assuming she was not on the faculty.....

Wally grew up on the Peninsula but didn't attend NNHS. His dad owned Newton Shoe Shop which used to be in Hilton for many years. I remember buying a belt at the men's shop in Hilton and taking it down to Newton's to have it shortened. I had a waist size of 28 back then, can you believe that? Skinny Minny.

Yeah, I can believe it. Back then I had a 22" waist myself. Sigh.....

Do you know if John Gillette graduated from NNHS in '64?

Johnny was here, okay; I remember him well. I also vaguely remember he dropped out of school and joined the Marines, but now I can't even find his picture in any of the relevant Anchors. I know I'm looking right at it, too.....

Let's see:

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

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/GRADUATIONS.html

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/GRAD-1964.html

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/grad64_files/1964-Program-pg-4.jpg

That answered your technical question; no, he did not graduate with that class. We here, of course, are not so picky about that type of detail, either on the Alumni Page (that title made more sense years ago than it does now), or in the In Memoriam pages. There are many souls included here who dropped out, transferred to other schools, and indeed, never attended Newport News High School at all. We just adopt them in, and place them in the most logical slot we can find for the purposes of organization. Family is family.

Anyway if you need me to send you a picture or any information about myself to join the site, please let me know. Basically grew up in Hampton, graduated from HHS in 1964 and now live in the Hilton area of Newport News.

Thanks,
F.A. Saunders

Thanks, Frank! You've "officially" joined! If you could scan me your senior portrait, that would be lovely! I scan the others from the various yearbooks at my disposal. As you're scanning your own, you're welcome to use either your 1964 Krabba or your original portrait (which would no doubt provide a better image). I don't care what resolution you use, but if you could save it at a height of 600 pixels, when we click on your thumbnail, we'll be able to see your face!

Thanks so much!

From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 07/25/07:

Carol

I am sure many of you remember back when the tunnel from Hampton to Norfolk was built. It used to be like a dollar for car and driver and twenty five cents for each passenger. Well, I got my dad's car one Saturday night and A.D. Strickland ('62) and guy named Tommy wanted to go to Ocean View (Amusement) Park but we were short on money. So I put them in the trunk of my car and we went through the tunnel. l had told them to talk it up back there till I got to the toll booth, then I would tell them to hush when I got to the booth. Well everything went well going over there, so on the way back we did the same thing so when we got to the booth. I told them to hush and they did, but after I paid the toll I told them to start talking again. No one said a word. I thought sure they had died in the trunk from gas fumes, so I sped to the closest street I could find, got out and opened the trunk and they started laughing. I almost had a heart attack. So that was the last time I tried that trick. We were just lucky that police were not stopping cars and checking the car trunks. It would have been more than a toll fee.

Glenn Dye

WILD GIGGLES!!! Oh, you naughty babies!!! Thanks so much for this story, Glenn!

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 07/25/07 - "The Summer Of My Computer's Discontent":

Hey All,

Not too long before Father's Day my computer was unplugged as a major thunder storm suddenly came on. Not sure what took place but nothing would reboot. It was unfortunate cuz I had some really nice Father's Day stories that got lost. My computer was & is new enough to be under warranty, but it was a long process having to mail the computer to Acer, then waiting for its return. I had 1013 e-mails that came in and I can see some are personal. This weekend is full as I'm helping (my son) Tyler get ready to go to a college in Radford, but I will reply as soon as I can find some free time.

Hoping everyone is doing well and happy!,
Shari

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http://www.mojoflix.com/Video/Funny-Scares.html
Funny Scares. Very funny to watch, but some maybe not so
funny for the victims.

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http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2007340107,00.html
One extremely lucky man!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxX0qp8kPlw
Another cute performance.

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It was our second anniversary, and my husband sent me flowers at the office. He told the florist to write "Happy Anniversary, Year Number 2" on the card. I was thrilled with the flowers, but not so pleased about the card. It read "Happy Anniversary. You're Number 2."

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OOPS!

New to town, I was eager to meet people and make friends.
So one day I struck up a conversation with the only other
woman in the gym. Pointing to two men playing racquetball
in a nearby court, I said to her, "There's my husband."
Then I added, "The thin one--not the fat one."

After a slightly uncomfortable silence she replied, "And
that's my husband - the fat one."

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Don't Worry
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A pastor had been on a long flight from one place to another. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: Fasten your seat belts. Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened."

As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming apprehensive. Later, the voice of the announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us."

And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightning lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash.

The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying. The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm.

"Then, I suddenly saw a little girl. Apparently the storm meant nothing to her. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat; she was reading a book and everything within her small world was calm and orderly.

"Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid."

The minister could hardly believe his eyes.

It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, our pastor lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time. Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid.

The child replied, "Cause my Daddy's the pilot, and he's taking me home."

There are many kinds of storms that buffet us.

Physical, mental, financial, domestic, and many other storms can easily and quickly darken our skies and throw our plane into apparently uncontrollable movement. We have all known such times, and let us be honest and confess, it is much easier to be at rest when our feet are on the ground than when we are being tossed about a darkened sky.

Let us remember: Our Father is the Pilot. He is in control and taking us home.

Don't worry.

~Author Unknown~

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Life's Little Lessons

"Every thing happens for a reason. Just be patient and in time, those reasons will be answered for you. Sometimes, the big question is (Why, is this happening to me)? The answer to that question is, every day that we wake up, we are gaining incredible knowledge, experience and wisdom. Cherish these moments, hold them close to your heart, for these are the Lessons of Life."

- Nancy Olivia Thomas

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Shari, you're back, too!! Congratulations on the return of your computer - and thanks for these great messages!

ANSWERS:

From Richard Dawes (NNHS/HHS - '62) of VA to Gloria Woolard Price (Hampton HS - '65) of FL - 07/23/07:

Hi Gloria

Actually there, I first started playing Rock N Roll with Adrian's Sensations in 1969 and Kenny and Watson were no longer in the group. His brother, Watson was the Base player and was back playing Base with Adrian by 1971~72. "The other brother that played lead guitar" was not related to the Mishoes. His name was Wayne Beckner, brother to Melvin Beckner from "I Know Why Dreamers Cry"

If you remember Wayne had to walk with his arms and hands only. His legs never developed. I can not say enough about Wayne. Even with his handicap, he could do almost anything that he wanted to do. Wayne was a GREAT Guitar player and died on stage playing his Guitar, doing what he loved to do.

Not many people get that opportunity in life.

Best to you

Richard Dawes (Dicky)

WOWZERS!!! Thanks, Dicky!

DATES TO REMEMBER:

1. Wednesday, August 1, 2007 - Peninsula Sports Club's Milestone Award for Coach Charley Nuttycombe

2. Thursday, August 2, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

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

4. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, August 31 - September 2, 2007 - NNHS CLASS OF 1967 - FRIDAY NIGHT: OPEN TO ALL

5. Thursday, September 6, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

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

7. Saturday, September 29, 2007 - Evelyn Fryer Fish's (Pot Luck) Birthday Party for All of Us - OPEN TO ALL

8. Thursday, October 4, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

9. Saturday, October 6, 2007 - Reunion - NNHS CLASSES OF 1941 AND 1942

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

11. Thursday, November 1, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

12. Thursday, December 6, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

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

REUNION REMINDERS:

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

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/reunion-page.html

As these five 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 1960
will hold a
Typhoon Informal Reunion

on Saturday, August 4th, 2007, at 3:00 PM at the Beach home of Mary Ann Edwards Elliot,
504 West Ocean View, Norfolk, VA
Afternoon into evening beach party with covered dish dinner

$15.00 per person

For information/reservations, please contact:

Karen Weinstein Witte
14314 Wadsworth Dr. Odessa, FL 33556
813-920-9498

kwitte@tampabay.rr.com

AND CHECK THIS WEB PAGE FOR THE LATEST INFORMATION - 04/02/07:

nnhs65.00freehost.com/reunion-class-of-1960.html

From Richard Dawes (NNHS/HHS - '62) of VA - 07/11/07 - "Magazine Ads of yesteryear - #9 in a Series of 8 or 9":

Carol Thought you might like these. Great old Ads. Although, the last one is questionable for this forum. God bless Richard Dawes

GASP!!! WILD GIGGLES!!! Thanks, Dicky! It was a fun series!

There's much more to come - next time!

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

My Foolish Heart

Words and Music by N. Washington, V. Young

The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart!
How white the ever constant moon, take care, my foolish heart!
There's a line between love and fascination,
That's hard to see on an evening such as this,
For they give the very same sensation.
When you are lost in the passion of a kiss.
Your lips are much too close to mine, beware my foolish heart!
But should our eager lips combine, then let the fire start.
For this time it isn't fascination, or a dream that will fade and fall apart,
It's love this time, it's love, my foolish heart!

"My Foolish Heart" midi courtesy of http://www.thejazzpage.de/indexflash.html
located for us by Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 07/08/06
Thanks, Dave!

"My Foolish Heart" lyrics courtesy of http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/frank_sinatra/my_foolish_heart.html
also located for us by Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 07/08/06
Thanks again, Dave!

"Foolish Heart" Logo courtesy of http://epguides.com/FoolishHeart/ - 07/23/06

Peach Heart Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://members.tripod.com/~emelinda/index-12.html - 07/18/04

Animated "NEW" clip art courtesy of http://gifsnow.com/ - 03/07/06

Crab clip art courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/ - 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!

Page Hit Counter clip art courtesy of http://www.bravenet.com - 03/07/06

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

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