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11/24/09 - NNHS Newsletter -
Now Thank We All Our God

“And now pray ye to the God of all, who hath done great things in all the earth, who hath increased our days
from our mother’s womb, and hath done with us according to his mercy. May he grant us joyfulness
of heart, and that there be peace in our days in Israel for ever: That Israel may believe that the mercy
of God is with us, to deliver us in his days.”

- Sirach 50:22-24 (Ecclesiasticus 50:24-26)
Douay-Rheims Challoner

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   The Thanksgiving themed Newsletters begin today - a Three-Fer.  We first used this particular hymn of praise four years ago yesterday:

BONUS - - Now Thank We All Our God


    Happy Birthday today to     Sharon Hilsdon Bryant ('68) of VA!

    Happy Birthday tomorrow to   Donnie Satisky ('56) of OR AND    Michael Sisk ('63) of CA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

26 - Betsy Goodson Covert (June '37) of MD AND   Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC AND    Diana Price Carter ('66) of WV;

27 - Gayle Fallin Harris ('57) AND Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH;

29 - Jimmy Key ('57);

30 -      Rip Collins ('65) of TN AND      Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All! 


November 24, 1940 - Nazis closed off the Jewish ghetto in Warsaw, Poland. Over the next three years the population dropped from 350,000 to 70,000 due to starvation, disease and deportations to concentration camps.

November 24, 1944 -
During World War II, the first raid against the Japanese capital of Tokyo was made by land-based U.S. bombers.


Tuesday, November 24, 1964 - Actor Garret Dillahunt was born in Castro Valley, California,.

Tuesday, November 24, 1964 - Comedian Brad Sherwood was born in Chicago, Illinois.

Tuesday, November 24, 1964 - Guitarist Tony Rombola (Godsmack) was born in Norwood, Massachusetts.


       From Bobby Hatten (NNHS/Ferguson HS - '65) of VA - 11/23/09, 7:54 PM:


Could you ask your readers if they have a good picture of the front of Newport News High School - I need one for a TV ad that I'm preparing - the ones from the Anchor are split over two pages and full of people that probably don't want to be in a TV ad - just a nice clean photo of the front of the school would be great - if one is available please send a digital copy to

Thanks and Happy Thanksgiving to you, your family and all our mutual high school friends (although I do have split loyalties with Ferguson High where I spent my last 3 years).

Best wishes,


   Hey, Bobby, it's good to hear from you! I'll ask "The Class", but these two are special favorites of mine which came quickly to mind, posted on our site at:
     The first is one that Chip Clark took (probably) on our graduation day, Thursday, June 3, 1965.

   The second I scanned from the inside front of the 1962 Anchor - but scanning is not a particular talent of mine.

    I think Chip's email is still, but the spam filters at the Smithsonian no longer allow me direct contact with him. You will not likely have that problem.

Probably Thursday, June 3, 1965 1962 Anchor
Image by Chip Clark ('65) of Northern VA
Thanks, Chip!

   Take care, and have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

       From Bobby Hatten (NNHS/Ferguson HS - '65) of VA - 11/24/09, 7:56 AM:

These are great - Thanks, Carol -

I hope that you drop your computer for a couple of days to enjoy Thanksgiving - you're the hardest working - unpaid worker - I ever knew !!  But on the other hand I know you must get a lot of satisfaction from maintaining and supporting relationships of thousands of your new and old friends - as one of your oldest friends , i.e. 2d grade - please know that I appreciate all that you do.

Best regards

   Thanks so much, Bobby - we do go back a very long time don't we??!

      From My Cousin, Jean Atkinson Mallory (Rappahannock HS / John Marshall HS - '65) of VA - 11/22/09 - "   Margot":


Actually Stacy (Mallory Pugh) keeps Samantha (Mallory Byrd)'s baby, Margot, and she took the pictures.  And, no, Margot doesn't look a thing like I did when I was a baby (thank God).  She looks like her other grandmother, Elaine.


   AHHH, well, yes, of course, if it's the Pure Truth you're after, then yes, so be it, but I like my story better!

   However, your children and grandchildren all still relatively nearby anyway, and if not you, then Stacy was playing doll babies, so it's all still good!

   Thanks, Jean - and Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!

      From Dimples Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC - 11/23/09 - "(Email announcements) Still going to spam....damn !":

I even wrote a letter to Google.   The big link doesn't work either ! 

   I just don't get this, Dimples; it makes no sense to me whatsoever!
Do any of you computer experts out there understand this problem or how it might be resolved so that Dimples might "rejoin the class"?!?!

   Thanks for letting us know, Lady!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 11/23/09 - "Take Control of You":

Much, much, much to do and goofing off on the computer again.
Take Control of You
By Michael T. Smith
Mum tucked me in. "Mum, is it really going to snow?" She pulled the blankets up to my chin and kissed my cheek.
"That's what the weatherman said."
"Will they cancel school?"
"It depends. If we get twelve inches like he said, they probably will."
"Great! I don't want to go to school. I want to play in the snow."
"Now, Michael! Don't go getting your hopes up. You could be disappointed."
"But the weatherman said ."
"Michael, storms are unpredictable." She patted my hand. "Go to sleep and we'll see what the morning brings."
She closed the door. The room grew dark. Outside, the wind howled. Sleet and ice clattered against the window. I heard mum walk to the kitchen. It was safe. I rolled out of bed, crept to the window, and pulled the blinds back. Snow swirled beneath the streetlight and spun in circles over the pavement like the sands in a desert. My heart rate increased - no school tomorrow!
"Michael, are you in bed?" Mum called out.
"Yes, Mum!" I ran back to my bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. How did she know?
"You better be!"
"I am, Mum! You can come and see."
"Go to sleep!" "
Yes, Mum!" I curled beneath the blankets. The wind howled. I was warm and safe in my cocoon. Mum and Dad chatted and watched a TV. I listened to the wind and wished for a day off to play in the snow.
"Michael!" Mum shook my shoulder. "Michael, it's time to get up - time for school."
"School?" I rolled over and stared up at her. "Mum?"
"I'm sorry, Michael. The snow missed us. It turned to rain. The schools are open."
"No snow?"
"Michael, you'll be late."
"But the snow ."
"There's no snow, Michael. Get up and brush your teeth."
I groaned and rolled out of bed. At the sink, I held my toothbrush and looked at myself in the mirror. My reflection mimicked the sickness and disappointment I felt. The school loomed - a prison for kids without a snow day. On each side of the street, the remaining snow melted and created tiny rivers of muddy water. I watched them come together into bigger streams. Brown dirt eddied where the water paused in hollows before it flowed into the ocean. Images of ships floundering in the currents flashed through my mind. The school bell rang and jolted me to reality. My dream of a day off melted like the snow in the heavy rain.
The school day lasted forever. The teacher's words went unheard. I sat at my desk and wallowed in self-pity. I kept thinking. "How could this happen? The weatherman said it would snow. Everything is ruined."
"Psst!" I turned to my right. My friend Justin stared at me. I glanced at my teacher. Her back was to us.
"What?" I whispered.
"Want to play after school?"
I shook my head. "There's no snow."
"So? The brook behind the school is full of water, and it's running fast. We could play with our boats. We'll fill them with our plastic men and see if they can make it through the rough waters. We can drop rocks at them and pretend we're pirates firing cannonballs at them."
"Who's talking back there?" Justin and I jumped and looked forward. "Are you boys talking?" Our teacher glared at us.
"No, Mrs. Henneberry!" we said in unison. She turned back to the blackboard. "See you after school." I whispered to Justin. The bell rang. Justin and I rushed out the door and had the time of our lives.
Pirates raided boats in the rough waters of the stream. Our ships sank in the murky water. Two boys laughed and played until their mother's called them for supper. The sorrow I felt that morning was gone.
Snuggled under my blankets that night, I smiled and thought, "What a great day!"
The lost snow day is many years behind me, but its lesson is fresh. The day began with disappointment. A wish, a dream was gone. Over the years, I've looked at my reflection in the mirror in the morning and felt that same hurt. There were lottery tickets that didn't win the money I desperately needed. "Why didn't I win?" I'd whine. I'd wished and hoped for it. Why didn't it happen?
There were times when I didn't want to get out of bed, because there was nothing to get up for. The job I'd had ended the day before. Why did it have to happen to me? My first wife passed away. I looked in the mirror the next day and felt that same "no snow day" emptiness. "Why did this have to happen? All the dreams we had for the future are gone."
In each case, the circumstances were out of my hands. It did no good to wallow in self-pity. I had to get out of bed, face the day, and make the best of my situation. If I hadn't, I would never have found a new job. If I hadn't forced my way through the grief of losing my wife, I would never have found new love. If school would have been cancelled, I would have missed on a great time with my friends.
When your day doesn't start the way you hoped it would, you need to take control of the one thing I have control over - you.

Michael lives in Idaho with his beautiful wife Ginny. Michael writes inspirational stories in his spare time and works full time in the telecommunications industry. Michael can be reached at

   Thank you, Shari - I really appreciate this story!

From Barry Brothers (York HS - '65) of VA - 11/23/09 - "Neat idea, say thanks to our troops overseas in a quick and free way.":

It took me less than a minute to thank our overseas troops. I hope all of you will also let them know. 

If you go to this web site,,  you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq. You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.
How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! It is FREE and it only takes a second.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.
This takes just 10 seconds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you. Please take the time and please take the time to pass it on for others to do.  We can never say enough thank you's. 
Thanks for taking to time to support our military!

   EXCELLENT! Thank you, Barry, I'll repeat this as necessary so that no one misses it!


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

   Contact Dr. Chambers at

  Thanks, Jane!


From ArcaMax Jokes - 11/23/09:

Computa-holic 12-Step Program

1) I will have a cup of coffee in the morning and read my newspaper like I used to, before the Web.

2) I will eat breakfast with a knife and fork and not with one hand typing.

3) I will get dressed before noon.

4) I will make an attempt to clean the house, wash clothes, and plan dinner before even thinking of the Web.

5) I will sit down and write a letter to those unfortunate few friends and family that are Web-deprived.

6) I will call someone on the phone who I cannot contact via the Web.

7) I will read a book...if I still remember how.

8) I will listen to those around me and their needs and stop telling them to turn the TV down so I can hear the music on the Web.

9) I will not be tempted during TV commercials to check for email.

10) I will try and get out of the house at least once a week, if it is necessary or not.

11) I will remember that my bank is not forgiving if I forget to balance my checkbook because I was too busy on the Web.

12) Last, but not least, I will remember that I must go to bed sometime ... and the Web will always be there tomorrow!

   Well, yes, but, but WHY?!?

1. Wednesday, December 9, 2009 - The Class of 1957 will hold its Holiday Party at Angelo's on Route 17.  RSVP no later than December 6.  For details, contact Pat Beck Letzinger at - CLASS OF 1957
2. Saturday, December 12, 2009 - The NNHS Class of 1960 will again encourage the Laugh-A Lot Breakfast Bunch at 9:00 AM at the Candlelight Kitchen Rest in Croaker (Williamsburg). Directions: Take I-64 to Croaker Exit 231A-Norge, go 1-1/2 miles to Richmond Road, go through light, look for shopping center on left, Candlelight Rest on Right. - OPEN TO ALL TYPHOONS!
3. Tuesday, December 15, 2009 - The NNHS Class of 1958 will hold its annual Gathering and Dinner at Al Fresco Italian Ristorante, 11710 Jefferson Avenue. For details, contact Joe Drewry at - CLASS OF 1958 AND “other NNHS alums and friends of our 1958 class are invited to join with us”!
4. 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
5. 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 - CLASS OF 1960

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 11/23/09

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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Now Thank We All Our God

Based on Sirach 50:22-24 (Ecclesiasticus 50:22-24) by Martin Rinkart, about 1636
(23 Apr 1586 - 08 Dec 1649)

Translated by Catherine Winkworth
(13 Sept 1827 - 01 July1878)

Music by Johann Crüger, about 1647
(09 Apr 1598 - 23 Feb 1662)

Harmony by Felix Mendelssohn, 1840
(03 Feb 1809 - 04 Nov 1847)

Now thank we all our God,
With heart and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things has done,
In whom this world rejoices;
Who from our mothers' arms
Has blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love,
And still is ours today.

O may this bounteous God
Through all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts
And blessed peace to cheer us;
And keep us still in grace,
And guide us when perplexed;
And free us from all ills,
In this world and the next.

All praise and thanks to God
The Father now be given;
The Son, and him who reigns
With them in highest heaven;
The one eternal God,
Whom earth and heaven adore;
For thus it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

"Now Thank We All Our God" midi courtesy of - 11/21/05

"Now Thank We All Our God" lyrics courtesy of - 11/21/05

Flowers in Pumpkin Vase clip art courtesy of - 10/31/04

Lacy Hearts Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 10/04/04

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

Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still missing...)
Thanks, Al!
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Thanks, Norm!

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!

Ferguson High School's Anchor clip art courtesy of Steve Silsby (FHS - '72) of NC - 12/14/05
Thanks, Steve!

John Marshall High School's Justice Scale clip art courtesy of Cheryl White Wilson (JMHS - '64) of VA - 10/13/05 (replaced 02/23/09)
Thanks, Cheryl!

Animated Silly Bear (designed by AF Artist - Ryan Hagen) courtesy of - 10/04/05

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

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