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How many of y'all are familiar with this theme song from a late sixties Yugoslav/German television series which was dubbed in English and shown on BBC??

BONUS - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvZgqIUsrtU - White Horses - Jacky (Jackie Lee) - "The theme song to 1960s children's TV show The White Horses has been named the greatest in television history. "

"The theme song of the UK version of The White Horses was specially written, and sung by Jacky (Jackie Lee). Called White Horses it made it to number 10 in the charts in 1968."

"The White Horses (Ferien in Lipizza) aired from Sep 1966 to Feb 1967. The adventures of a young girl when she goes to stay on her uncle's farm. Dubbed into English in 1968, and shown throughout the '70s. It is thought only one episode of the dubbed version exists after the BBC wiped it. 1 Series - 13 Episodes."

Today's issue contains several items which may be considered inflammatory. No offense is intended. We all have different views, so let's all make sure it doesn't get out of hand, please. I'm just not up for a brouhaha. Actually, I rarely am.....

Wednesday, August 13, 1969 - Figure skater Midori Ito was born in Nagoya, Japan.

1. Ed Olshansky ('69) of VA - 08/12/09 - "A Request For Jody Glazer's E-Mail Address":

I read with great sadness the death of

Rusty Glazer ('61) (OF BLESSED MEMORY). I was friends with Rusty as well as his brother Jody ('65 - of GA) and his wife,

Sandy NEE Fink ('67). I was very fond of his Mom, Edith, who was a kind woman. I wanted to extend my sympathies to Jody on behalf of myself and my Mom.

I am Norm Olshansky's ('64 - of FL) brother, Ed. Norm has been kind enough to share with me the Web Site for Newport News High School where I saw the old/new Stuart Gardens where my brothers and I grew up. You have a wonderful and quality web site, and I appreciate so much that you take the time to keep the students updated on so much material concerning them as well as the years they spent in High School and the people that they went to school with. Keep up the great work and kudo's to you for your efforts to keep Newport News High School alive through your very important website.

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Hi, Eddie! I remember you and both your brothers - Norman and Kenny ('60 - of VA) very well. Except for Kenny (who was long gone before I reached NNHS), we were all in the

Spokesman Club with

Mr. Burke, n'est pas?

I think I even remember your grandmother, but after so many years, I'm not sure whether she was your grandmother or

Buddy and Sue David's. But whoever she was, I always admired her. She was a tiny, beautiful, white-haired woman with the sweetest smile who frequently rode the

Stuart Gardens bus to go downtown shopping. She always dressed properly for the occasion, with white gloves and a small hat (usually red) - a real gracious lady in the truest sense.

   But I digress.

   I was shocked to find Jody's note (or Marc, as he really prefers to be called these days). I tend to remember people as they were, and cannot imagine any of them ever becoming ill, let alone passing on.

   His email addy is ____________________. I'm certain he'd appreciate hearing from you at this time of sadness.

   Thank you for your kind words about the site!

Let me know if you'd like to join us on a regular basis, and I'll add your name to our mailing list and announce you as a "Newbie".

Thank you for not only remembering me, Norm and Ken, but for sharing some of your memories of growing up with us in Stuart Gardens. I would love very much being on the mailing list and being a Newbie. Furthermore it reminds me of my first year at Newport News High School when you call me a newbie when I was called a "Mouse" if I am remembering correctly.

It was very hard being in the Shadows of both my brothers, but all of us have committed ourselves successfully to serving the Public good as my Dad (May His Memory Be For A Blessing) did. I have been working at Riverside Regional Medical Center for the past 28 years, 25 of those years transporting patients to their different tests and back in the hospital. For one year I worked in the Operating Room as a Nurses Assistant, and for two years I worked as a Physical Therapy Aide helping people who had strokes, accidents, and orthopedic surgeries. I also volunteered for 6 years in our Psychiatric Department doing very interesting and rewarding work with those of our population suffering from Mental Illness, and for over 20 years I was a Hospice Volunteer, so as you can see I am very wide ranged and have developed many skills due to all of my experiences.

My brother Norm is a Freelance Fundraiser doing great work for charities and the like, and my brother Ken just closed his Plastic Surgery Practice and is working part time on projects for St. Mary's in Richmond.

I believe the lady you described was Buddy and Sue David's Grandmother, Lena Hankins, who I used to call my girlfriend. You gave a very accurate and beautiful description of her.

Thank you for sharing Marc's e-mail address with me. It is always comforting to hear from family and friends at a time like this, and I thank you for making it possible for me to hopefully make a difference sharing memories that I have of Rusty with Marc.

WOWZERS! Thanks again, Ed! And I appreciate your clarifying the grandmother story for me. I think of Mrs. Hankins often - even after all these many years; she set a good example for me (and I'm sure many others as well) just by her quiet dignity and grace and the care she took in simple things.

Normally I have a little rigmarole I go through with the sharing of unpublished emails; I relax the "rules" considerably among friends at times of bereavement.

Welcome aboard, Eddie! I've added your name and sophomore image (the newest I have available to me) to the (woefully mis-named) "Alumni" listings for your class:

Yeah, I actually use that site quite frequently. It just determines how quickly data is downloaded and uploaded, and you can then compare it to other internet service providers, etc.

From Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA - 08/11/09 - "Did you get your health care letter yet?":

Thanks, Charlie!

This is hardly the first time FOX News has broadcast something inflammatory. I posted that item with fear and trepidation, but ultimately thought I'd err on the side of protection against possible privacy invasion rather than breaking my own rule about not posting items which might spark political controversy - because everyone has some sort of agenda - even snopes.com!

(I personally tend now to consult truthorfiction.com for verification, but this might just be in the category of "Who really knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?" I'm just saying.....)

So here again, I'm not making a political statement - or at least, I'm not trying to make a political statement - and am trying diligently NOT to make any such statement. I have always and ever been weird, even within (perhaps especially within) my own very politically-minded family. My own party only existed between 1884 and 1908 (despite intermittent claims of some), and as that was some good while before I was even born, I've been party-less and politically alienated since birth, agreeing with practically no one and almost anyone from time to time......

This has been around before but it seemed like a perfect time to send it again!

Harry Truman was a different kind of President. He probably made as many important decisions regarding our nation's history as any of the other 43 Presidents. However, a measure of his greatness may rest on what he did after he left the White House.

The only asset he had when he died was the house he lived in, which was in Independence Missouri .. His wife had inherited the house from her mother and other than their years in the White House, they lived their entire married lives there.

When he retired from office in 1952, his income was a U.S. Army pension reported to have been $13,507.72 a year. Congress, noting that he was paying for his stamps and personally licking them, granted him an 'allowance' and, later, a retroactive pension of $25,000 per year.

After President Eisenhower was inaugurated, Harry and Bess drove home to Missouri by themselves. There were no Secret Service agents following them.

When offered corporate positions at large salaries, he declined, stating, "You don't want me. You want the office of the President, and that doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the American people and it's not for sale."

Even later, on May 6, 1971, when Congress was preparing to award him the Medal of Honor on his 87th birthday, he refused to accept it, writing, "I don't consider that I have done anything which should be the reason for any award, Congressional or otherwise."

Modern politicians have found a new level of success in cashing in on the Presidency, resulting in untold wealth. Today, many in Congress also have found a way to become quite wealthy while enjoying the fruits of their offices. Political offices are now for sale. (i.e. Illinois)

Good old Harry Truman was correct when he observed, "My choices in life were either to be a piano player in a whore house or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference!

For those of you just joining us, Aretie was my junior U.S. History teacher. Although

Coach Powers had already instilled a love of history in me when I was but a "wee mousie", Aretie certainly broadened both my love of and my understanding and knowledge of the subject. Thanks again, Aretie!

NOTE: This item is referring to Mr. Truman's character and integrity, not necessarily his political convictions.

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 08/12/09 - "We always have angels PLUS The Bus Driver":

"Y'all still got possums in Atlanta? The last time I was there many years ago, possums were running across the road by the herd. I was nearly burning the brakes out on my car stopping for all of the possums; then I said, what the heck. You ever heard a possum squish under a tire?"

"I hear possum tastes pretty good," was his next remark.

The ride to the airport was about five minutes. It was five minutes of non-stop laughter. He went on and on about this and that with a rather difficult to understand but nevertheless hilarious accent.

He finally said, "You know, I love this job. I get to meet all kinds of people such as y'all nice folks. I can't wait to get up and get to this bus in the morning."

He wasn't talking for a tip, he really loved that bus and his job. Writing it doesn't sound funny; it was one of those things where you had to be there. It was a MountainWings Moment.

Here was a job where most would be bored to death. The same five minute circle over and over all day long. The same bus, the same anxious, hurried, tired, and often rude passengers all day long.

He was in heaven - most would be in hell.

This man had learned one of the great secrets of truly enjoying life. It was in the understanding that joy is not necessarily in the circumstances but in the viewpoint. He saw each passenger load as another opportunity to bring joy into a stranger's world. They most likely needed it.

If there are angels walking and working among us, maybe they would be doing something like that. . .

. . . and they would be loving it.

The Kingdom of Heaven is truly within.

~A MountainWings Original~

*THIS TURNED OUT TO BE SO DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE. IT IS A WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL MESSAGE AND IF YOU THINK IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH 'REAL BOYFRIENDS' (or girlfriends) YOU WILL BE SURPRISED AT THE END.....ENJOY *

**Once upon a time there was a girl who had four boyfriends.**

**She loved the fourth boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.**

**She also loved the third boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.**

**She also loved her second boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.**

**The girl's first boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!**

**One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, 'I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.'**

**Thus, she asked the fourth boyfriend, 'I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?'**

**'No way!', replied the fourth boyfriend, and he walked away without another word.**

**His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.**

**The sad girl then asked the third boyfriend, 'I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?'**

**'No!', replied the third boyfriend. 'Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else!'**

**Her heart sank and turned cold.**

**She then asked the second boyfriend, 'I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?'**

**'I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!', replied the second boyfriend. 'At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.'**

**His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.**

**Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go.'**

**The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect.**

**Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!'**

**In truth, you have four boyfriends in your lives:**

**Your fourth boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.**

**Your third boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth. When you die, it will all go to others.**

**Your second boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.**

**And your first boyfriend is your spirit. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.**

**However, your spirit is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.**

Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 08/12/09 - "The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat ":

.... I have a dream that all politicians past and present are put together and end up like the gingham dog and calico cat.....

From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 07/02/09 - "NNHS 64/45 REUNION PAGE UPDATES":

1. 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: http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/reunion2009-69.html and contact Jean Baker Howell at hokie13mom@cox.net - OPEN TO ALL NNHS ALUMNI

2. 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 WHSREUNION1959@aol.com - WHS CLASS OF 1959

3. Friday and Saturday, October 9 and 10, 2009 - The Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion - For details, see: http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/reunion2009-64.html - CLASS OF 1964

		The Bus Driver We were waiting in the blistering sun at the Dollar Car Rental. The shuttle was due in a few minutes to take us to the airport. We were leaving my wife's family reunion in Hartford, CT. The shuttle was a sight for sore and hot eyes. We had five bags, one a monstrosity of a bag, the king of backbreakers. The shuttle driver popped out with a wide grin and eagerly began loading the bags onto the bus. "Be careful with that one," I said, pointing to the backbreaker. He was a rather short man, not exactly the incredible Hulk type. He tugged and struggled with the bag as it slowly lifted onto the bus. "This kind keeps my voice low," he joked as his voice went into a deep masculine tone as vertebrate creaked under the load. Before the door closed, the driver went into a one-man comedy act. "Where ya headed?" he inquired. "Atlanta," was the reply.
We always have angels

	The Duel (The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat ) *by Eugene Field*
	The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'Twas half-past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t'other had slept a wink! The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate Appeared to know as sure as fate There was going to be a terrible spat. *(I wasn't there; I simply state* *What was told to me by the Chinese plate!)* The gingham dog went " Bow-wow-wow!" And the calico cat replied "Me-ow!" The air was littered, an hour or so, With bits of gingham and calico, While the old Dutch clock in the chimney place Up with it hands before its face, For it always dreaded a family row! *(Now mind: I'm only telling you* *What the old Dutch clock declares is true!)*	The Chinese plate looked very blue, And wailed, "Oh dear! What shall we do!" But the gingham dog and the calico cat Wallowed this way and tumbled that, Employing every tooth and claw In the awfullest way you ever saw- And oh! how the gingham and calico flew! *(Don't fancy I exaggerate!* *I got my news from the Chinese plate!)* Next morning where the two had sat They found no trace of dog or cat; And some folks think unto this day That burglars stole the pair away! But the truth about the cat and pup Is this: they ate each other up! Now what do you really think of that! (The old Dutch clock, it told me so, *And that is how I came to know.)*

		GIGGLES! Thanks, Cookie!