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This Newsletter comes as a complete surprise - especially to me! I had planned to spend the entire day cooking and cleaning.....

UPCOMING BIRTHDAYS:
Tomorrow, we'll have a rare Four-Fer Birthday: Mary Goodson Covert (June '37) of MD, Sandra Ray ('61) of VA, John Howard ('66) of VA, AND Peggy Cooke Wolfley ('71) of VA! On Saturday, Sharon Hilsdon Bryant ('68) of VA will be celebrating, followed by Donnie Satisky ('56) of OR on Sunday!

And on Monday, we'll have a Three-fer: Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC, Diana Price Carter ('66) of WV, AND Fayetta Covert Stansbury (Ferguson HS - '72) of FL!

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/Happy-Birthday.html
It struck me with some force that today would have been the 60th Birthday of my best friend,

Rose Woodard Groff ('65) had she (like so many of our friends) not succumbed to breast cancer on October 14, 1984 at the age of 37. I'm thankful for the love and friendship we shared for so many years.

Hi Carol,
Wanted to wish you and our fellow Typhoons (and newsletter followers) a Happy Thanksgiving; and to pass along my thanks to Gail Kiger Bonsey (Ferguson HS - '73 - of OR) for the links to the old "Sky King" Series. The series was one of my favorites but I never could find copies of the movies prior to Gail pointing us in the right direction!

Thanks Gail!!!!

Happy Thanksgiving to ALL!

Butch Ragland, NNHS '63

Thank you, Butch, Happy Thanksgiving to you, too - and yes, isn't that a fabulous Thanksgiving gift which Gail gave us all?!?

We're so glad you joined us, Sydney!

I've changed your residence and added your email addie to your Alumni Page so that your friends may contact you directly (rather than using me as a go-between, though that option is also always available as well). I also added your birthday to that page.

I'm curious, Carol-- what that I listed haven't you tasted? I have recipes for New Orleans style (Gabriela's) duck and for a Greek spanakopita that will make your mouth water.

Well, lemme see. It's entirely possible that I've not had duck since Thanksgiving of 1949, and being but two years old at the time, I remember the purchasing but not the eating. I am totally unfamiliar with most Greek foods, so I didn't even know what spanakopita was until you explained it below. But back to your original menu, I have never partaken of the foods I've highlighted.

Appetizers: little spiced steak bits on toothpicks, scallops in bacon, artichoke hearts with curry mayonnaise, little triangles of spanokapita, mixed salted nuts, kosher mini beef franks in pastry, smoked salmon with little pieces of rye bread and onions and capers, Cabot seriously sharp cheddar....

Tossed green salad; choice of balsamic dressing, Ranch, or Caesar; grated Italian cheeses to pass; homemade crescent rolls and herb bread...

Turkey, of course, though I'd rather have duck or goose most of the others don't agree.

Still debating what kind of meat to roast; we do the traditional Irish "fish, flesh and fowl". Lots of options in the freezer.

Mashed potatoes, yams, green beans, gravy, yellow rice, bread stuffing and cornbread stuffing; maybe French-Canadian pork stuffing (sauteed ground pork, potatoes and onions finely chopped; lots of salt, pepper and nutmeg...)

Freshly made cranberry sauce, sweet gerkins, black olives...

Afterwards pie, ice cream roll, fresh apples, nuts to munch...

White and red wine, white and red sparkling grape juice, pomegranate juice, selzer, diet and regular sodas, herb and regular tea...

Expect Monopoly and Scrabble games, and chess, after...

and some Celtic music or maybe the Blackmore's Night DVD in the background...

Not an adventurous menu, but quite nice...

Yes, I do live in a Dixie cup.....

Years ago I had a teen-aged foster-daughter, Erica. She was self-conscious about being a foster, so we all agreed to introduce her as the nanny for my own (younger) children. Despite my warnings about admitting strangers, not only did she let strangers into the house-- she invited them to dinner. I was off teaching a sociology class at a local college one late afternoon, and came home to find my homeschooled sons, Ragnar and Hagbard Lars, then 10 and 13, looking bored, while 17 year old Erica, with my year-old daughter Avens on her lap, conversed earnestly with two 20-ish males in suits; their nametags identified them as LDS elders (the minimum age for an elder in MY religion is 45). Erica informed me brightly that these boys were far from home and she'd invited them to dinner; was that OK? (No, actually; I don't care if they are wearing suits and carrying religious books; you DO NOT let strangers into the house). But the boys looked terribly hopeful, and very young. So I made dinner-- spanokopita-- layers of phyllo dough, feta cheese, ricotta, spinach, onions, garlic, dill etc baked with butter-- Greek salad-- chicken with oregano and basil and lemon juice... fresh asparagus.. roasted potatoes.. with Erica assisting and talking and pouring lemonade. We ate. The boys in particular ate as if they might not see a homecooked meal often. I brought out fruit and ice cream for dessert.

Erica, after having offered a very generic grace for the meal, began to argue theology in earnest (at 18, she earned her associate's degree from the external university of the state of NY program, entirely by CLEP exams; she was very bright and highly opinionated). Finishing their ice cream, one of the boys/men (27 is full adulthood in Druidry, and he was not close to that) contradicted her at every turn. It was amusing to watch them, two bright young people with very different cosmologies. The other boy looked overwhelmed. I looked at my watch at some point and informed everyone it was late; they should go; the boys thanked me heartily for the meal. They left literature. I had a talk with Erica about letting strangers into the house. She said they were such NICE boys.

Having sent three of my six sons off to serve full time two-year missions for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I got a big kick out of your description of those two missionaries.

Our worthy young men generally receive the Melchezidek priesthood at the age of 18 or 19, and are ordained to the office of elder within that priesthood - and all six of my sons were. (Parenthetically, my #2 Son,

Brent (Harty - Hillsboro HS, IL - '90 - of OH), having just been called to serve as second counselor in his ward bishopric, is now a High Priest. He was ordained to that office by his father - also a High Priest - on 21 Oct 2007, the very day he turned 35-1/2.)

They are not called to serve as full time missionaries until they reach the ripe old age of 19 (young women must wait until they are 21), and at 25 are considered too old until much later in life. While serving, these young men are addressed exclusively by their title of "Elder_____".

Few churches in the world today entrust their primary missionary work to its young people as do the Latter-day Saints. There are now 53,000 missionaries serving missions for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. The vast majority of them are young people under the age of 25, serving in nearly 350 missions throughout the world.

"Another group that amazes the world and inspires faith is that army of Latter-day Saint missionaries currently serving throughout the world. All through their lives, these young men and women have prepared for and awaited that special day when a mission call is received. Fathers become justifiably proud and mothers somewhat anxious. Well do I remember the recommendation form of one missionary on which the bishop had written: 'This is the most outstanding young man I have ever recommended. He has excelled in all aspects of his life. He was president of his Aaronic Priesthood quorum and an officer at his high school. He lettered in track and football. I have never recommended a more outstanding candidate. I am proud to be his father.'"

- President Thomas S. Monson, First Counselor in the First Presidency, February 1997

Three Little Pigs went out to dinner one night. The waiter came and took their drink order.

"I would like a Sprite," said the first little piggy.

"I would like a Coke," said the second little piggy.

"I want beer, lots and lots of beer," said the third little piggy.

The drinks were brought out and the waiter took their orders for dinner.

"I want a nice big steak," said the first piggy.

"I would like the salad plate," said the second piggy.

"I want beer, lots and lots of beer," said the third little piggy.

The meals were brought out and a while later the waiter approached the table and asked if the piggies would like any dessert.

"I want a banana split," said the first piggy.

"I want a cheesecake," said the second piggy.

"Pardon me for asking," said the waiter to the third little piggy," but why have you only ordered beer all evening?"

You're gonna LOVE me for this....

The third piggy says -

"Well, somebody has to go 'Wee, wee, wee, all the way home!"

The NNHS Class of 1958 Holiday Gathering will be held Tuesday, December 11, 2007 at 6:00 PM
(Dinner at 7:00 PM) at Mike's Place, An Irish Pub, (757-599-5500) 458 Warwick Village Shopping Center, (Hilton Village,
across from the Cedar Lane entrance to the Mariners' Museum), Newport News, VA 23601-3240.
CONTACT: Jwdvt@aol.com

The NNHS Class of 1957 Holiday Party will be held Wednesday, December 12, 2007 at 6:00 PM
at Angelo's (Route 17), Newport News, VA.
CONTACT: Pabletz@aol.com

I must leave y'all now to return to the cooking and the cleaning, but do not despair; I have another Holiday Edition prepared for tomorrow. Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Among my very choicest blessings, for which I am eternally thankful, is my association with all of y'all. Thank you for enriching my life in so many different ways.

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


Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin.
God our Maker doth provide
For our wants to be supplied;
Come to God's own temple, come,
Raise the song of harvest home.

All the world is God's own field,
Fruit as praise to God we yield;
Wheat and tares together sown
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.

For the Lord our God shall come,
And shall take the harvest home;
From the field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In the garner evermore.

Even so, Lord, quickly come,
Bring thy final harvest home;
Gather thou thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified,
In thy presence to abide;
Come, with all thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home.


“Absence of gratitude is the mark of the narrow, uneducated mind. It bespeaks a lack of knowledge and the ignorance of self-sufficiency. It expresses itself in ugly egotism and frequently in wanton mischief... Where there is appreciation, there is courtesy, there is concern for the rights and property of others. Without it there is arrogance and evil." - Gordon B. Hinckley, October, 1964	11/21/07 - NNHS Newsletter -	“Living in thanksgiving daily is a habit that will enrich our lives and the lives of those we love...Those who live in thanksgiving daily have a way of opening their eyes and seeing the wonders and beauties of this world as though seeing them for the first time." - Joseph B. Wirthlin, The Ensign, September, 2001

	YOWZER-GIGGLES!!! Thanks, Shari!