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10/17/09 - NNHS Newsletter - Sailing

Who is staring at the sea is already sailing a little.”

- Paul Carvel
(b. 30 Oct 1964)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   Today's Newsletter theme comes in answer to a special request from   Ivan Anker ('67) of VA on 10/12/09:

"... I have a special request of you if you can. My fiancée (she's from Detroit) and I are leaving Norfolk for a 6 night cruise to the Bahamas on Sunday. It will be her first cruise ever, my fourth. As the song for Saturday would it be possible to choose "Sailing" by Christopher Cross? ...."

   Why, certainly, Ivan - and y'all have a marvelous time!

BONUS #1 - - Sailing - Christopher Cross

BONUS #2 - - Sailing - Christopher Cross


   Happy Birthday today to Betty Jean Dail Phillips ('57)!
  Happy Birthday tomorrow to Lou Kressaty (Butler HS, NJ - '57) of VA  AND    Carol Faith DeArment Blankenship ('61) of VA  AND Jimmy Crank ('63) of VA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

19 -   Danny Coleman ('63) of NC;

20 - Vera Lee Cutchins Hinnant ('57) AND    John DiGiacomo ('69) of VA;

21 -
  Mr. Julius Conn - 1904 - (deceased - Sept 1983)  AND Marlin Eby ('57) AND       Albert Dorner ('66) of VA AND    Belinda Fortner Langston ('70) of VA;

22 -       Herb Hice - 1924 (deceased 18 Apr 2008)  AND   Sharron Wanderer Dawes ('61) - (deceased 09/22/07) AND   Annette Funicello of CA  AND    Craig Miller ('63) of FL AND   Al Farber ('64) of GA;

23 -   Jimmy Hines ('64) of Northern VA;

24 -  Agnes Dick Kump ('57) AND   Mark Friedman ('65) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!


October 17, 1941 - The government of Prince Fumimaro Konoye, prime minister of Japan, collapsed. Konoye committed suicide when he was served with an arrest warrant by the U.S. occupying force for suspicion of war crimes.


Saturday, October 17, 1964 - OOOH - pretty much nothing exciting or noteworthy seems to have happened on this day 45 years ago.

  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 10/16/09 - "Connecting the past.":

I just saw the memorial page for    Chris Cartwright, son of    Vernon Cartwright ('54 - of VA).  I remember a boy we went to school with, either at Magruder or Walter Reed, whose name maybe a nickname) was Lucky Cartwright.  Funny how something like this makes you recall someone you haven't thought of in years.  I'm wondering if Lucky and Vernon could have been brothers.  Does anyone else remember Lucky Cartwright and if there is a connection there?
 Joyce Cahoon


   Thank you, Joyce!   I do remember Lucky Cartwright (well, okay, I remember his name; I'm still trying to reattach his face to it...).

   Obviously I do not know the answer to your question; let's ask the others.

   "Anyone? Anyone?"

      From John London (Warwick HS - '57) of VA - 10/16/09 - "It's almost Christmas shopping time again, Carol.":

It's almost Christmas shopping time again. 

This is one of the multitude of good reasons that I deserve to be filthy rich. I would surely hire someone to do this for me if I could. It's not for lack of being in the holiday way. It's not that I don't love (well, some of 'em) the folks I need to shop for - it's more like I just don't have so much as a clue how to go about shopping for others
in anything resembling an efficient manner.

A big part of the problem, for me at least, is that when I finally launch myself to town on the 24th I don't have a plan. A reasonable plan might include; a list of the people you want to buy for, an idea of what you might like to get them, and some idea of where to aim the car when you set out. I do know where the mall is, but other than that I got nothing.

In fairness to myself, I don't really have the training for this, and once a year is not often enough to develop any skill at it. And it's not like I can't shop at all - I can, and often do, go to Lowe's and Home Depot for staple goods, and I like the tool department at Sears. So that helps with buying for my three sons who crave tools as much as I do. See; just writing this is helping!

But it's the female soft-goods that are a problem. And here's a little confession; I haven't bought any of my own clothes in many years - Nancy-san does all that. I know it's lame, but there you go - and I feel better now that I've outted myself. Anyway - I don't ever know Nancy's sizes, and even if you find something, like say, a sweater, you still have to answer the clerk when she says; "Well, is she my size do you think?" "I don't know, lady. She's kinda like that woman I saw in here earlier."

And jewelry's no good anymore. I used that one up over the years because I don't know sizes.

It's a problem.

So - if on Christmas Eve you see a tired old man sitting on a bench in the local mall with that glazed-over look in his eyes, muttering to himself; come on over and say hello. Better yet, if you know Nancy's sizes I'll buy 'em from ya. 

~ John London

PS: Here's a tip - shopping on Christmas Eve is not so bad as you might think. You have the entire mall almost to yourself, and there is not a lot of merchandise left to get you all confused about color and sizes and stuff.

Behold! What is a bell? A bell is that which sounds, far, and high ... It will echo far and wide like the peal of thunder but under utmost purity. And evil men, hearing the bell, will be saved.

    John, Darlin', you are such a hoot!

   "Almost?!?" No, honey, it's almost Christmas decorating time again (right after Halloween and Thanksgiving decorating, of course); it's been Christmas shopping time all year!

   Here's the deal. You divide the number of presents you know you're going to need by the number of months in the year and take care of them all year long, avoiding all the last minute stress.  As for sizes - why doncha sneak into Nancy's closet and dresser when she's not looking and check the labels?!? They're sure to mention the sizes!  (Be sure to check a favorite item you've seen her wearing lately. Some of us have been known to keep several sizes on hand for various reasons.....)

    By the way, these rules and principles work equally well for Hanukah or Yule shopping as well; just adjust them accordingly.

   I'm not very good at making gift suggestions for other women, because I am notoriously weird, but a couple of years ago,       Herb Hice sent us some great shopping ideas for men:

   That Herbie.  I still miss him so.  Only recently have I been able to think of him without crying.  Ooops - scratch that.....

     From Me ('65) of IL - 10/12/09 - "It's That Time Again! (Nag #6)":

Halloween is almost here.  Thanksgiving isn't far behind.  You know what that means, doncha? 

   That's right, it means it's time to schedule the Holiday Parties!

   How many of y'all are planning class or multi-class events?  The Class of 1962 usually has one.  The Class of 1958 almost always has one.  Wouldn't the rest of ya'll like to get together, some day, somewhere - soon?!?  Lemme know.  No, I cannot make it, so I don't even have a vested interest.  I just like to live vicariously and pretend a lot.


  From Jane Chambers of VA - 07/01/09 - "CNC BOOK BROCHURE & AD":

   Contact Dr. Chambers at

   Thanks, Jane!


From ArcaMax Jokes - 10/16/09:

You're A Teacher If...

You believe the staff room should be equipped with a Valium salt lick.

You find humor in other people's stupidity. You want to slap the next person who says, "Must be nice to work 8:00 to 3:20 and have summers free."

You believe chocolate is a food group.

You can tell if it's a full moon without ever looking outside.

You believe "Shallow gene pool" should have its own box in the report card.

You believe that unspeakable evils will befall you if anyone says, "Boy, the kids sure are mellow today."

When out in public you feel the urge to snap your fingers at children you do not know to correct their behavior.

You have no life between August to June.

You think people should be required to get a government permit before being allowed to reproduce.

You wonder how some parents ever MANAGED to reproduce.

You believe in aerial Prozac spraying.

You believe no one should be permitted to reproduce without having taught in an elementary setting for the last 10 years.

You've ever had your profession slammed by someone who would "Never DREAM" of doing your job.

You think caffeine should be available in intravenous form.

You know you are in for a major project when a parent says, "I have a great idea I'd like to discuss. I think it would be such fun."

You want to choke a person when they say, "Oh, you must have such FUN everyday. This must be like playtime for you."

Meeting a child's parent instantly answers the question, "Why is this kid like this?"



There was an old country preacher who had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought along the line of choosing a profession. Like many young men, then and now, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do - and he didn't seem overly concerned about it.

One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. What he did was, he went into the boy's room and placed on his study table these three objects: a Bible, a silver dollar, and a bottle of whiskey...

"Now then," the old preacher said to himself, "I'll just hide behind the door here, and when my son comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which of these three objects he picks up. If he picks up the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be o.k. too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a drunkard - a no-good drunkard and Lord, what a shame that would be."

The old man was anxious as he waited, and soon he heard his son's footsteps as he came in the house whistling and headed back to his room. He deposited his books on the bed, as a matter of routine, and as he turned around to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table.

With a curious set in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. What he finally did was, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink...

"Lord have mercy," the old man whispered, "He's gonna be a politician!"


Friday and Saturday, August 6 and 7, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1970 will hold its 40-Year Reunion. Saturday night will be at the Kiln Creek Golf & Country Club. For details, contact Carol Comer Cutler at or visit the reunion website at - CLASS OF 1970

2. Friday , Saturday, and Sunday, August 6, 7, and  8, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1960 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center. For details, contact Karen Weinstein Witte at  kwitte@tampabay, - CLASS OF 1960

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 10/12/09

BLOG: - updated 08/04/09

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

                          Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty

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Written and recorded by Christopher Cross, 1980
(b. 03 May 1951)

It's not far down to paradise
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

It's not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy
Of innocence again
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

Takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

It gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me

It's not far back to sanity
At least it's not for me
And when the wind is right you can sail away
And find serenity
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me


"Sailing" midi courtesy of - 10/17/09

"Sailing" lyrics courtesy of - 10/17/09

Cruise Ship Image courtesy of - 03/09/05

Blue Divider Line clip art courtesy of – 03/09/05

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

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!!

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

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

Animated BOO-HOO courtesy of Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 08/28/09
Thanks, Glenn!

Animated Ringing Gold Bell clip art (designed by Art Holden) courtesy of - 12/08/05

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