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Aha! So my memory was not too far off base. I thought I remembered Mr. Garland Reedy from Allen Jewelry in downtown Newport News. In the 10/24/05 newsletter: “I remember Mr. Reedy in the wheelchair. Did he work in Allen’s Jewelry store near 28^th and Washington or did he have his own shop? I do remember going with my mother to see Mr. Reedy.”

Mr. Garland Reedy had his own store, Reedy's Jewelry, at :222 - 28th Street.

Bob Allen (’51) of VA confirmed my memory in the message he included in the 10/26/05 newsletter from Pauline Allen Mitchell. (Pauline Allen Mitchell*(Richmond, VA)--our dad owned Allen Jewelry (downtown NN) Mr. Garland Reedy was the watchmaker before he opened his small shop on 28th street; The Reedys and Allens have always been close friends. ..all my brothers and sisters worked there at Allen Jewelry at one time or another.)

For my “sweet sixteenth” birthday, my mother took me to Allen’s Jewelry to buy for me a simulated ruby birthstone ring for my July birthday. I still wear the ring from time to time. For my graduation gift she took me to Allen’s Jewelry to buy a single strand cultured pearl necklace, a cultured pearl bracelet and a pair of screw back cultured pearl earrings. I still have the necklace and bracelet in the original baby blue velvet box with satin lining. Unfortunately someplace along the way in the past 15 years I lost one of the earrings. My mother had the pearls restrung to fit my neck. I wonder if Mr. Reedy was the person who restrung the necklace, and I wonder what year Mr. Reedy opened the shop on 28^th Street.

Yes, ma'am, of a surety you may always count on your memory being far better than mine!

I do not know when Mr. Reedy opened his own store. His ad appears in the 1955 Anchor, but I returned Tom Norris' '52, '53, and '54 Anchors to him over the weekend so I can't check that myself. Perhaps someone else would have either proof or a memory better than mine.

And lest I forget all this information, I stopped everything to create the page for Allen's Jewelry. Y'all will have to fill in the blanks - such as an exact address - for me, as I can find no other data. Thanks, Aretie!

On 10/24/05 I gave you an abbreviated report of the weekend. This would be the more complete version. You do recall how we were offered a guided tour through Our Old Stomping Grounds, do you not? Well, incredibly, only nine of us took advantage of this opportunity, but that played to our advantage at least twice. So here are the players:
DRIVING:	NARRATING:	SECOND SEAT:			THIRD SEAT:	FOURTH SEAT:		BACK SEAT:
							HS PHOTO UNAVAILABLE
Dave Arnold ('65) of VA	Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA	Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI	Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of NC	Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC	Pam Smith Arnold ('65) of VA	Janice McCain Rose ('65) of VA	Fred Rose of VA	Mike Miller ('65) of NC
Let me say at the outset that the three women in the second seat had a near terminal case of the raucous, rowdy giggles the entire time, and no doubt drove the six normal people quite insane, but they did have fun! See, I should have kept a log of the exact order in which we visited everything, but on those rare occasions when I wasn't laughing, I was too mesmerized by what I saw to record anything. I think the first images we shot were at the Mariners' Museum Park, and you've already seen some of those. My sister wouldn't let me crawl up on the lion, 'cause she didn't trust me not to fall and break my leg... And we went downtown and saw a whole bunchalotta places. We drove down West Avenue past the Library, and then we spotted the house where they held Tri-Hi-Y and Y-Teens in the seventh grade, and I actually recognized it out of the clear blue. If you're not impressed, you just don't realize how many of my brain cells have gone the way of all flesh. We pause to interrupt our narrative for a case in point. Janice had to remind me of the entire Y-Teen experience, and how we caught the bus at Walter Reed and came downtown to that house for meetings. (No, I didn't date Janice, but we were best friends.) After much difficulty, I do vaguely remember all that. But then she started in about how we Y-Teens took a trip to DC and visited the Washington Cathedral, and we covered our heads to enter and she somehow lost her glasses. I would have bet big money (and it's obviously a good thing that I don't gamble) that I had never seen the Washington Cathedral, not the outside, not the inside, not then, not later. But she's adamant on this point, and that we were together. The closest I can come to remembering is of standing in the vestibule and picking up a hankie to cover our heads so that we could enter. If anyone can supply any further details of this whole episode which transpired in 1959-60, I would be eternally grateful. That was the year my daddy died, and I'm afraid I was in a bit of a fog..... (And the fact that I don't remember this when it obviously happened is no indication that I snuck out of my bedroom window at night to go meet guys. That scenario remains totally impossible!) But back to our story.

We thought it would be fun to take our pictures outside our beloved high school. As it is now known as Huntington Hall and billets Navy troops (though it is owned by Northrup-Gruman), we knew that for security reasons it would be impossible to go inside. So we parked the van and skipped merrily off to school. As we did so, several of the Naval personnel began to emerge from the building. While we were chatting with them and taking their picture, Pam and Mike, in the spirit of "nothing ventured, nothing gained", walked into the building and asked the Pinkerton guards if they could take us on a tour! And after a brief pause for permission, THEY AGREED!
			Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:11 AM


Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:17 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:27 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:27 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:27 AM
Jean, Dave, Mike, Carol, Janice, Eleanor, Pam, and Dave on the front stairs	Pam, Mike, Dave, Dave, Eleanor, and Captain Paul Lilly of the Pinkerton Agency, in the old gym	Mike, Dave, and Dave in the old gym	Janice and Fred in the old gym

Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:31 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:31 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:32 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:39 AM
Eleanor and Dave in Julie Conn's Office	Eleanor in Julie Conn's Office (Eleanor served as Julies secretary during the '58-'59 school year.)	Looking down into the old gym (I just this moment realized the floor is NOT sporting its big "N"!)	Janice by one of the lockers in the band wing

Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:42 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:47 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:53 AM	Saturday, October 22, 2005, 11:54 AM
Pam, Mike, and Jean climbing the steps to the third floor	Eleanor, Dave, and Pam going back down again	Dave, Jean, Pam, Eleanor, Mike, Janice, and Captain Paul Lilly	Officer Taniesha Holmes, Carol, Dave, Jean, Pam, Eleanor, Mike, Janice, and Captain Paul Lilly

Hi Carol, What a great time we all had! The Reunion Crew did a GREAT JOB and they all deserve a pat on the back. Here are some pictures that Todd (Givens - '65 - of Northern VA) sent to us.

Friday, October 21, 2005 - #47	Saturday, October 22, 2005 - #69	Saturday, October 22, 2005 - #106	Saturday, October 22, 2005 - #107
Patti and Mike ('65) Miller of NC; with Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI and Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA in the background	Patti and Mike ('65) Miller of NC	Patti and Mike ('65) Miller of NC	Patti and Mike ('65) Miller of NC - and a lot of other people, too!
We were very fortunate to get to tour the halls of NNHS. It was amazing how little they have changed things inside the building. When we were in the old gym, it seemed like it was only yesterday that we were all in the stands, cheering and yelling for the TYPHOON'S. It was great to see everybody, and I am already looking forward to 45! Mike Miller, Class of 65 and damned proud of it! Thank you, Blue Eyes! Wasn't that just unbelievable?!? Give Patti my love, and thank her for sharing you with me! (I dated Michael, too!) By the way, Todd has gone to an amazing amount of trouble (I know, because I did it myself five years ago when I was a nicer person than I am now) separating the images he shot and sending them off to everyone for their approval before we share them with the world. Few people realize the time he spent on that, but we all appreciate his kindness and consideration. Thank you so very much, Todd! And as I promised, I've been cropping out unflattering poses. I try to pretend that I'm nice, even though I no longer am.

Peter and Bobby (Stoller - '59) were friends of my older brother, Mike Pilgrim (HHS, 1958). The twins got lapped by Nancy (Stoller - '59) in grade school when she was advanced to their grade though she was younger. But it's funny, I remember her from NNHS but not the twins. I knew one of the twins at VPI - Peter I think. My brother and the twins played a wretched trick on my cousin when she visited one year from KS. Mike had set up a date with Bobby one night and Peter the next. But my cousin Jif didn't know the guys were twins. She thought she had a date the second night with a real doofus - he asked her all the same questions as his twin had the night before! I have twin brothers (Perry and Patrick, HHS '66) but they are fraternal so we didn't have that sort of fun with them. AHA! I just love the way we usually find answers to all our questions around here! Your cousin must have really enjoyed that whole experience! GIGGLES!!! The Stoller twins looked so much alike I never could figure out how their own mother could tell them apart. Hmmm. I think we've just answered another mystery. I always wanted to have twins. I ordered them frequently but just kept getting huge babies of equivilant poundage. Somebody in charge must have figured out I was too much of a dummy to be able to recognize my own children. RATS. I hate it when that happens. Thanks, Kathy!

Nancy Stoller	Peter Stoller	Bobby Stoller
*1959 Anchor,* p. 141**

		Here is a picture of Charlie (Phillips - '65 - of TN) and his daughter Dior on her wedding day, Sept 3, 2005. He could not attend the class reunion due to a naughty kidney stone.
Saturday, September 3, 2005
Dior and Charlie

While reading Red Crossley's obituary sent to you by Dave (Spriggs - '64 - of VA), I recalled a picture that my wife, Ann Garrett Harrell ( NN 51 ), has of Red and her father (far right in picture) and other Typhoon. Supporters gathered at the Elks Lodge following the
Thanksgiving Day Game in about 1950.