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10/23/08 - NNHS Newsletter -
Weird Al's 49th Birthday

“I don't really look at myself as the kind of person who craves attention,
but I've never been to therapy so there's probably
a lot of stuff about myself that I don't know.”

- "Weird Al" Yankovic
 (b. 23 Oct 1959)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
   We've used this song before, but not in conjunction with Weird Al's birthday - and it's just so funny! 

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/04-27-06-NNHS-You-Dont-Love-Me-Anymore.html

   But of course, I myself am weird.....

http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/cluckmeat/

BONUS - http://www.srobbin.com/2006/09/27/top-10-weird-al-videos/ - WOWZERS! A Ten-Fer!

HOMEWORK:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%22Weird_Al%22_Yankovic

http://www.weirdal.com/

THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:

   Also, Happy Birthday today to      Jimmy Hines ('64) of Northern VA!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to Agnes Dick Kump ('57) AND   Mark Friedman ('65) of VA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:
25 - Kitty Taylor Hanrahan ('57) AND Carol Wornom Sorenson ('57) AND     Bobby Turpin ('58) of VA;

26 -   Terry Hunsucker ('65) of KY AND   Randy Tate ('66) of DE;

27 -   Carolyn Simpson Knight ('56) of VA AND Kermit Whiteside ('57) AND        Dimples Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC;

28 -    Nancy Bigger Alligood ('56) of VA;

29 -   Christine Wilson Starkman ('68) of CA!

    Many Happy Returns, One and All!

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HEALTH UPDATE:

  From Judy Phillips Allen ('66) of VA - 10/22/08 - "Update on Courtney":

I sent a prayer request or two a while back when my cousin's daughter started having trouble during her pregnancy.  Tumors led to surgery, surgery led to infection, then losing intestine and transplant.  This is the latest update.  Thank you for your prayers in the past.  Please add her to your prayers again.
 
  Jerry (Allen - '65 - of VA) is still having pain and discomfort in his left leg, but everything else is OK.
 
Thanks!
 
Love,
Judy

Courtney and I spent 3 hours at the IG specialist at UVa. {Dr. Behm} ~ we were told he's one of the tops!  He has lots of ideas to try to help the sickness
that comes over her 1-2-3 x's a day.  She can sit or lie down and can feel ok, but to get down to play with John and walking around, smelling certain foods
will trigger it; it is a very frustrating situation for her and all of the family.  She can walk from one room to the other and get sick or just turning around.
So the doc has ordered lots of tests and different things to do, as in more meds and less of others.  So for the next couple weeks it will be trying to see what will 'or' will not work.

Transplant Doc doesn't want to do another transplant for 6 months at the least and the longer the better; wants to know there are no cancer cells around.  She is really DOWN!  Please pray for Peace, calmness, and her eye on God, knowing with "Him, All things are possible."  She got upset tonight after we got home and she said, "I'm just so tired of being sick and I can't be a full Mommy to John and a wife to Bill. I mess up family plans and everything,,," 

So you see, she just needs to feel the Holy Spirit in her and knowing He's working. There was a lot more the doc's said, but you get the idea.   
 
Thank you all for the Prayers, as we know that's what is getting all of us thru this.
 
Much Love,
Ellen and Zack 

   YOWZERONI! We'll add Courtney to our prayers - and our Prayer Roll, Dearest Judy! And give your darling husband a hug and a kiss for us!

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ANNOUNCEMENT:

The Denbigh High School Marching Band, Staff and Boosters invite you to the
Saturday, October 25, 2008, Todd Stadium, Newport News, VA - Ticket Booth Opens at 4:30 pm

Come see13 of the best High School Marching Bands in Virginia.
There will be a special appearance by The Christopher Newport Marching Captains at the end of the show.

Admission: $6.00 for adults, $3.00 for students, Children 6 and under—free

CONTACT: Tanya Barrow at 757-236-5353
 Denbigh High School PTSA, President
Denbigh High School Band Booster, President

www.dhsbands.net

The only place that SUCCESS comes before WORK is in the dictionary!

ANSWERS:

  From Steve Pullen ('65) of VA - 10/22/08:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/09-27-08-EVELYNS-PARTY.html

     http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/09-27-08-JL-Photos.html

Missing person in #47 of the pictures is    Ronnie Burroughs ('60 - of VA).

   Oh, my goodness! I'm so embarrassed! Of course it is! Thanks, Stevie!

  From Linda Waterfield Kenney ('66) of VA - 10/22/08 - "        Jean Lankes' pictures":

Hi, Carol -
I did recognize one of the "unidentified" -- #43 - the guy with    Bobby Callis ('64 - of WV) is Nick Spanos.  He's a retired security director from the shipyard, and was a Newport News policeman once upon a time, but I have no idea where or when he went to school.  
 
Thanks for all you do.
 
Linda Waterfield Kenney 

   No kidding?? Well, I never met Nick, but the name was certainly familiar! Y'all remember the great Hot Dog discussions of last fall?!?

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

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

          http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/OOSG-H-M.html

               http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/HOT-DOGS.html

                    http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/mikes-grill-M-S-hot-dog.html - And here we find that Nick Spanos ('56) of VA is the older son of Mike and Mary Spanos, owners of M S Hot Dog!

   Isn't this fun?!? Thanks, Linda!

   Thanks so much, Everyone! By the time we finish labeling all of        Jeanie's (Lankes - Hampton HS - '72 - of VA) images, it should be walk in the park - or perhaps a stroll down the beach - to label all of        Eleanor's (Buckley Nowitzky - '59 - of NC) and      mine ('65) of NC and          Dimples' (Dinwiddie Prichard - ('58 - of NC)!

   And speaking of Dimples, let us begin (with much more to follow):

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/09-27-08-EVELYNS-PARTY.html

     http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/09-27-08-DDP-Photos.html

   Thanks, Dimples!

  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 10/21/08 - "God Lives Under The Bed":

God  Lives Under The Bed

I think this is perhaps one of the BEST email 'forwards' I have ever read. I hope you will enjoy it half as much as I have!!

Don't start reading this one until you've got more than 3 or 4 minutes to just 'scan' over it. It deserves some time for reflection.

 GOD LIVES UNDER THE BED

 I envy Kevin. My brother, Kevin, thinks God lives under his bed. At least that's what I heard him say one night.

 He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped to listen, "Are you there, God?'" he said.  "Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed..."

I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin's unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humor.  I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in.

 He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a result of difficulties during labor. Apart from his size (he's 6-foot-2), there are few ways in which he is an adult.

 He reasons and communicates with the capabilities of a 7-year-old, and  he always will. He will probably always believe that God lives under his bed, that Santa Claus is the one who fills the space under our Tree every Christmas and that airplanes stay up in the sky because angels carry them.

 I  remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is different. Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous life?
Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop for the disabled, home to walk our cocker spaniel, return to eat his favorite macaroni-and-cheese for dinner, and later to bed.

 The only variation in the entire scheme is laundry, when he hovers excitedly over the washing machine like a mother with her newborn child.

 He does not seem dissatisfied.

 He lopes out to the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of simple work.

 He wrings his hands excitedly while the water boils on the stove before dinner, and he stays up late twice a week to gather our dirty laundry for his next day's laundry chores.

 And Saturdays - oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That's the day my Dad takes Kevin to the airport to have a soft drink, watch the planes land, and speculate loudly on the destination of each passenger inside.

"That one's goin' to Chi-car-go!"  Kevin shouts as he claps his hands.

 His anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights.

 And so goes his world of daily rituals and weekend field trips.

 He doesn't know what it means to be discontent.
His life is simple.
He will never know the entanglements of wealth or power, and he does not care what brand of clothing he wears or what kind of food he eats. His needs have always been met, and he never worries that one day they may not be.

 His hands are diligent. Kevin is never so happy as when he is working. When he unloads the dishwasher or vacuums the carpet, his heart is completely in it.

 He does not shrink from a job when it is begun, and he does not leave a job until it is finished. But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how to relax..

 He is not obsessed with his work or the work of others. His heart is pure.
He still believes everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and when you are wrong, you apologize instead of argue.
Free from pride and unconcerned with appearances, Kevin is not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry. He is always transparent, always sincere. And he trusts God.

 Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to Christ, he comes as a child. Kevin seems to know God - to really be friends with Him in a way that is difficult for an 'educated' person to grasp. God seems like his closest companion.

 In my moments of doubt and frustrations with my Christianity, I envy the security Kevin has in his simple faith.

 It is then that I am most willing to admit that he has some divine knowledge that rises above my mortal questions.

 It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with the handicap. I am. My obligations, my fear, my pride, my circumstances - they all become disabilities when I do not trust them to God's care.

 Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn? After all, he has spent his whole life in that kind of innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the goodness and love of God.
And one day, when the mysteries of heaven are opened, and we are all amazed at how close God really is to our hearts, I'll realize that God heard the simple prayers of a boy who believed that God lived under his bed.

 Kevin won't be surprised at all!

 FRIENDS ARE ANGELS WHO LIFT US TO OUR FEET WHEN OUR WINGS HAVE TROUBLE REMEMBERING HOW TO FLY.

 

 Joyce Cahoon

   Thank you so much, Joyce! Among the many lessons this teaches us is the reminder that there's a lot to be said for having childlike faith and for finding joy in all we do!

  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 10/22/08 - "Don't run with pencils":

My husband sent this to me from work.  I've sent it on to all I know who have kids.  A picture is worth a thousand words and all that. 

At the beginning of school 2008, I just wanted to send a friendly reminder to all the Moms out there to revisit with your children the importance of not running with sharp objects.

In this case don't HOP on one foot with a pencil in your hand!  

     
     

Yes. That's a pencil stuck completely THROUGH Tommy's foot!

I have no idea HOW he actually did it, but his little brother came running to me, screaming that it was serious!  I dropped what I was doing and ran up the stairs and couldn't believe my eyes!  All I could think was 'OMG!! What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?! .Crap!  I didn't read that section of the baby and childcare book!!! '

I was trying not to panic while my 9 year old was screaming in pain.  My first instinct was to pull it out.  I ran back downstairs, got my husband to call 911, and grabbed a towel because I knew there would be blood... and as I ran back upstairs flashbacks of episodes of "ER" and "Grey's Anatomy" were playing in my head... I could hear Meredith Grey, 'when we pull this (whatever it was) out, this person is going to 'bleed out'...'

I sat there holding his foot in my hand, and noticed there was NO BLOOD... not even a drop coming out of either of the holes...and I wasn't prepared to open up an artery on the playroom floor.  So I realized I would just have to calm him (and myself) down and wait for the EMTs to arrive. I could hear Dave on the phone downstairs with 911 yelling up to me, 'Don't pull it out! Don't pull it out!'  I said, 'I'm not going to... get the camera'.

The EMTs arrived, splinted the pencil in place, and carried Tommy out to the mini-van and laid him on his stomach in the middle row of seats with his foot in the air. Then we drove him to the ER.  The ER doctor gave him a shot of morphine and then pulled it out with a PAIR OF PLIERS!! Unbelievably, it still didn't bleed!  They cleaned it, irrigated it, and put a couple bandaids on it and sent us on our way....

All I can say is OUCH!!  And thank God it wasn't worse!!  He's on crutches today, but doesn't seem to be in any pain unless he tries to step on it...

You can share this with your friends if you'd like to pass on the warning.

   YOWZERONI-RINI-ROONI!!! Thanks, Ruthie!

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love."

- Sophocles

  From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 10/22/08 - "Don't run with pencils":

This should be posted on every refrigerator in the country.--
 
Law of the Garbage Truck --
 
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport.  We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us.  My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches!

The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.  My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy.  And I mean he was really friendly.  So I asked, 'Why did you just do that?  This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!'
 
This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
 
He explained that many people are like garbage trucks.  They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment.  As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you.  Don't take it personally.  Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on.  Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.  Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so...Love the people who treat you right.  Pray for the ones who don't.

 Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!
 
Have a garbage-free day!

   I do love this one! Thanks again, Ruthie!

        From David Whitley ('67) of VA - 10/23/08 - "A Little Humor":

You can't read this and stay in a bad mood!                               
                                                                           
  1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?                                     
  Unique Up On It.                                                         
                                                                           
  2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?                                       
  Tame Way.                                                                 
                                                                           
  3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest ?                           
  They Take The Psycho Path                                                 
                                                                           
  4. How Do You Get Holy Water?                                             
  You Boil The Hell Out Of It                                               
                                                                           
  5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?                       
  Dam!                                                                     
                                                                           
  6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?                 
  Polaroid's                                                               
                                                                           
  7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?                       
  A Stick                                                                   
                                                                           
  8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?                             
  Nacho Cheese                                                             
                                                                           
  9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?                                     
  Subordinate Clauses.                                                     
                                                                           
  10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?                     
  Quattro Sinko.                                                           
                                                                           
  11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?                                 
  Spoiled Milk.                                                             
                                                                           
  12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?             
  Frostbite.                                                               
                                                                           
  13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches ?                   
  A Nervous Wreck.                                                         
                                                                           
  14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?               
  Anyone Can Roast Beef. (not many can "pea soup" - get it?)               
                                                                           
  15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?                                 
  Right Where You Left Him.                                                 
                                                                           
  16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?                                   
  Because They Have Big Fingers .                                           
                                                                           
  17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?                             
  Because It Scares The Dog.                                               
                                                                           
  18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?                       
  Sanka.                                                                   
                                                                           
  19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover ?!               
  The Location Of The Dirt Bag.                                             
                                                                           
  20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?                             
  Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.                         
                                                                           
  21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?       
  A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!                                           
  A Bad Skydiver Goes, Dang! Whack.                                         
                                                                           
  22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?             
  Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer                                           
                                                                           
  Now, admit it. At least one of these made you smile.   

    Thanks, Gorgeous! I've really missed your goofy humor!

      From Tom Norris (Hampton HS - '73) of VA - 09/25/08 - "He's Back.. ENJOY! (#20 in a Series of 26):

  Carol ... more pics for the newsletter. Amazing artwork!

Tom

   Thanks, Babe! These are amazing!
 
 
 

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

                                   Love to all, Carol

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You Don't Love Me Anymore

- Weird Al Yankovic
(b. 23 Oct 1959)


We've been together for so very long
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist

Oh, why did you disconnect the breaks in my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
You're still the light of my life
Oh darling, I'm beggin', won't you put down that knife?

You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down that elevator shaft

Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don't love me any more

You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers

Oh, you think that I'm ugly and you say that I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead

Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
Honey, something tells me you don't love me any more, oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

[approximately 10 minutes and 2 seconds of silence]

[some loud and spontaneous noises]

"You Don't Love Me Anymore" midi courtesy of http://www.barglenawdlezouss.com/midi.htm - 12/26/05

"You Don't Love Me Anymore" lyrics courtesy of http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/weirdalyankovic/youdontlovemeanymore.html - 12/26/05

First Image of Weird Al Yankovic courtesy of http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=6399680 - 10/23/08

Second Image of Weird Al Yankovic courtesy of http://wired.reddit.com/geekfashion/ - 10/23/08

Animated Rolling on the Floor Laughing Boy courtesy of http://www.animationfactory.com - 04/06/05

 Animated Blue Flame Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.wtv-zone.com/nevr2l82/bars40.html – 03/08/06

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

Air Force Seal clip art courtesy of http://www1.va.gov/opa/feature/celebrate/milsongs.htm - 07/07/06

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/ - 10/02/05

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

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

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

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