12/04/14 - NNHS Newsletter - Rķu, Rķu, Chķu
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring
forth a son,
- Matthew 1: 23
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
Today's Newsletter theme is a Renaissance carol from Spain.
BONUS #1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gxuXfAKfRQ - Rķu, Rķu, Chķu - Matthew Hoch, baritone, The Shorter Chorale (Martha Shaw, conductor), 15th Annual Feaste of Caroles, Saturday, November 17, 2007
BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RzGQU5VMPdI - Rķu, Rķu, Chķu - Kalenda Maya
BONUS #3 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JthZskazxKo - Rķu, Rķu, Chķu - The Monkees, 1967
|Rķu Rķu Chķu, also known as Rķu Chķu, is a
villancico that has attained some contemporary fame as a
The villancico is attributed by some sources to Mateo Flecha the Elder, who died in 1553; it has also been described as anonymous. The song also bears a strong resemblance to another villancico, Falalanlera, by Bartomeu Cąrceres, a Catalan composer. It is known from a single source, the Cancionero de Upsala, published in 1556 in Venice; a unique copy is preserved at the library of the University of Uppsala. The song appears as the fortieth song of that collection. Daniel R. Melamed described the song as "redoutable", and mentions it as a contender for the best known piece of Renaissance music.
THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday today to William D. Dangler ('57) of VA AND Howard Williamson (Hampton HS - '63) of VA!
Happy Birthday tomorrow to Eugene Peters ('57) AND the late Gene Peters ('57) (deceased - 07/24/09) AND Melody Clendenin DeBerry (Warwick HS - '66) of VA!
Happy Birthday this week to:
06 - Frances Scheinman Berkman ('57);
07 - Jay Styles ('68) of VA AND Janice Pratt McGrew (Hampton HS - '67) of VA AND Tim Parsons ('73) of VA;
09 - Shirley Smith Langston ('57) AND Joan Gardner ('63);
10 - John Murden ('60) of VA AND Glen Davenport ('63) of VA;
11 - Helen Bost Rainelle ('72) of FL!
Many Happy Returns, One and All!
December 04, 1939 -
HMS Nelson was struck by a
mine (laid by
U-31) off the
coast and was laid up for repairs until August 1940.
December 04, 1942 - U.S. bombers attacked the Italian mainland for the first time during World War II.
THIS DAY IN 1964:
|Friday, December 04, 1964 - Singer-songwriter Sertab Erener was born in Istanbul, Turkey.|
From Kitty Dichtel Heffington (Ferguson HS - '73) of VA -12/03/14:
|Carol... Thank you so
much again. When you have your reunion up here next year, I want to come
over and meet you.
I am thankful to the many NN high school people who told me about you and your great newsletter and I want to pass it on.....
I certainly hope that you are feeling better! Thank you so much again for listing events (like our Women's Conference at church) and charity events that I have sent to you over the years!!
Thank you so much, Kitty! Of course anything could happen over the next ten months or so before our reunion, but at present I regrettably have no plans whatsoever to attend. I simply do not feel well enough to make the trip. I feel, ahh, how shall I say this, diminished (except in size...).
A great example of how I feel happened last evening. We had an appointment last night at church to see our bishop. As we were approaching the foyer, we could see a number of our friends on the sofas and easy chairs. I must have looked particularly "fabulous" hobbling in with my grandmother's cane, gripping Paul's arm for dear life, because my dear friend, Alma, started to rise and began offering me her seat.
Alma is - and I am not making this up - 86 years old!!! Oh, the humanity!
I said, "Alma, if I were to take your seat, I could never, ever forgive myself!"
She said, "Well, I wouldn't want that," and sat back down while I found another seat.
I'll go to the doctor next week and have some fresh lab work done...
Meanwhile, your friends are certainly welcome to join us here online!
From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/03/14 - "I didn't know about this!!":
|Once a Year at 11:11 am the Sun
Shines Perfectly on this Memorial
WOWZERONI! I never heard about this, either! Thanks so much, Haul Party!
From My Daughter, Adrienne Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL) of NC - 12/03/14:
huh? lol I love ya, Mama!
What? MOI?!? Weird? Ah, well, I suppose you have me there, Beebee! But you must admit, we weirdoes DO have more fun!
Being weird is "the besssst. I LOVE IT!". Don't forget to say that like Nacho while you read it. lol
I love you, too! Thanks, Adrienne!
From My Friend, Kelley, of AL - 12/03/14 - "Good Advice":
|INDEED! Thanks, Kelley!|
From My Friend, Jim, of NV - 12/03/14 - "Southern Strawberry Punch Bowl Cake":
Southern Strawberry Punch Bowl Cake
1 yellow cake mix
1 (6 oz.) pkg. instant vanilla pudding
1 lg. can crushed pineapple, drained
2 (10 oz.) pkgs. frozen strawberries
1 (16 oz.) carton Cool Whip
From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 12/01/14 - "NO BAKE OATMEAL COOKIES":
2 cups sugar
4 tablespoons cocoa
1 stick butter
1/2 cup milk
1 cup peanut butter
1 tablespoon vanilla
3 cups oatmeal
In a heavy saucepan bring to a boil, the sugar, cocoa, butter and milk. Let boil for 1 minute then add peanut butter, vanilla and oatmeal. On a sheet of waxed paper, drop mixture by the teaspoonfuls, until cooled and hardened.
OHH! Thanks, Joyce!
From Me ('65) of NC - 12/04/14 - "The True History of Chocolate Slop":
| After 30 years, the
true story can at last be told. Then again, I may have told it many,
many times before. Who really knows?
It all began exactly 30-1/2 years ago this week, in June of 1984 - and it began with the very same delicious cookie recipe above that Joyce shared with us above.
My Cousin, Cheryl (White Wilson - James Blair HS / John Marshall HS - '64 - of VA) mentioned it in the 11/25/14 Newsletter:
"And we shall have chocolate slop the rest of our days."
But the moment for explanations had not arrived.
As our story begins, our #6 son, Dale (Harty - Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL - '02 - of CA) was exactly six months old, and barely having his first few tastes of solid food, and our only daughter, Adrienne (Harty - Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL - of NC) was not yet born, so their contributions to the story do not apply to these origins. It started with the five older boys, who at this time ranged in age from 13 to four years of age.
They developed an inordinate fondness (and let me say now, that that's a gross understatement of the truth) for these cookies. They wanted some every day. Every single day. They wanted never to be without access to its goodness. It was determined that it would be far more efficacious that rather than wasting time dropping the mixture into cookie shapes and letting them form atop waxed paper, the precious gooeyness simply be divided into bowls where it could be nursed for hours by the lucky recipients.
With such a system, one can readily imagine that the stock of ingredients might be depleted be it could be replenished, and that's exactly what happened.
The first to vanish was the oatmeal, but we found that granola made an excellent substitute, and added extra nutrition.
Next to go - and before the oatmeal was restocked - was the sugar. They opted to use brown sugar. This was less successful, because not only was it even too sweet for these little darlings (let alone their junkie parents), it altered the flavor substantially. They ate it anyway.
Very soon thereafter, the cocoa was gone, too. Hmmm. We had in our pantry a strange chocolate substance from which could be made either hot cocoa or chocolate pudding, but it was in no wise a substitute for baking cocoa. I thought surely this would put an end to this summer insanity, but in that I did err. I assured the five boys that to simultaneously substitute three ingredients in a seven-ingredient recipe was to court disaster, but my logic fell on deaf ears. Thinking that experience is often the best teacher, I let them proceed with their experiment, which they did with great gusto.
When the moment of tasting arrived, our #1 son, Lewis (Harty - Hillsboro HS, MO / Hillsboro HS, IL - '89 - of IL) took a big bite, made a horrified face, and uttered the words which took an honored and immortal place in our family's lexicon, "These aren't cookies! This is just Chocolate... SLOP!"
One would think the story would end here, that this experience would forever quench their desire for this delicacy. One would be wrong. They simply vowed never to attempt it unless they had all of the REAL ingredients handy. The Chocolate Slop name stuck, and bowls remained the preferred method of distribution.
Seven years passed. Our #4 son, Joshua (Harty - Hillsboro HS, IL - '95 - of IL), was now 14, and well on his way to his present height of 6"7". He is so fond of Chocolate Slop, he wrote a song which he would sing whenever he thought the time had arrived to make another batch. It had few words, but they were fraught with meaning and the tune was compelling:
Slop, Slop, Slop! ♫♪
Rather than nag someone (such as ME) to make it, he would sing the Chocolate Slop song in a deep voice or simply play it on the piano, which could be more readily heard throughout the house. After he bought a bass guitar, that was even more effective, as he could hover over me smiling and play the now familiar chords until I submitted because I was too sore from laughing to resist any longer.
We can all still sing that song. We all still love Chocolate Slop on occasion. In fact, Paul made Adrienne and me a batch on Tuesday. Thanks, Haul Party!
From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 11/22/14 - "FAMILY PORTRAITS (#10 in a series of 18)":
|AWW! Thanks, Dools!|
BONUS CHRISTMAS STORY:From My Friend, Tammy, of NC - 12/04/14 - "Daily Christmas Story (#4 in a Series of 24)":
|This year I decided to
share some of my favorite Christmas stories and quotes. It is a
tradition in our family to read a Christmas story every night in
December culminating with the Nativity on the 24th.
Christmas Story Day 4,
Thoughts on Joseph by Jeffrey R. Holland
|As a father I have recently
begun to think more often of Joseph, that strong, silent, almost unknown
man who must have been more worthy than any other mortal man to be the
guiding foster father of the living Son of God. It was Joseph selected
from among all men who would teach Jesus to work. It was Joseph who
taught him the books of the law. It was Joseph who, in the seclusion of
the shop, helped him begin to understand who he was and ultimately what
he was to become.
I was a student ... just finishing my first year of graduate work when our first child, a son, was born. We were very poor, though not so poor as Joseph and Mary. My wife and I were both going to school, both holding jobs, and in addition worked as head residents in an off-campus apartment complex to help defray our rent. We drove a little Volkswagen which had a half-dead battery because we couldnt afford a new one (Volkswagen or battery).
Nevertheless, when I realized that our own night of nights was coming, I believe I would have done any honorable thing in this world, and mortgaged any future I had, to make sure my wife had the clean sheets, the sterile utensils, the attentive nurses, and the skilled doctors who brought forth our firstborn son. If she or that child had needed special care at the Mayo Clinic, I believe I would have ransomed my very life to get it.
I compare those feelings (which I have had with each succeeding child) with what Joseph must have felt as he moved through the streets of a city not his own, with not a friend or kinsman in sight, nor anyone willing to extend a helping hand. In these very last and most painful hours of her confinement, Mary had ridden or walked approximately 100 miles from Nazareth in Galilee to Bethlehem in Judea. Surely Joseph must have wept at her silent courage. Now, alone and unnoticed, they had to descend from human company to a stable, a grotto full of animals, there to bring forth the Son of God.
I wonder what emotions Joseph might have had as he cleared away the dung and debris. I wonder if he felt the sting of tears as he hurriedly tried to find the cleanest straw and hold the animals back. I wonder if he wondered: Could there be a more unhealthy, a more disease-ridden, a more despicable circumstance in which a child could be born? Is this a place fit for a king? Should the mother of the Son of God be asked to enter the valley of the shadow of death in such a foul and unfamiliar place as this? Is it wrong to wish her some comfort? Is it right He should be born here?
But I am certain Joseph did not mutter and Mary did not wail. They knew a great deal and did the best they could.
Perhaps these parents knew even then that in the beginning of His mortal life, as well as in the end, this baby son born to them would have to descend beneath every human pain and disappointment. He would do so to help those who also felt they had been born without advantage.
Thank you so very much, Tammy!
BONUS CHRISTMAS CROCHET PATTERNS:
Tammy C. Hildebrand's Mr. and Mrs. Frosty
http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/holly-table-runner - Holly Table Runner
http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/crochet-holly-stocking-0 - Marilyn Coleman's Holly Stocking
http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/pinwheels-table-tree - Mary Jane Protus' Pinwheels for Table & Tree
BONUS RECIPES (Sorry;
From Me ('65) of NC - 12/03/08:
This cookie - candy recipe is soooo yummy - and great for taking caroling to your friends!
square saltine crackers
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup butter (NO margarine!)
cups chocolate chips
1/3 cup chopped pecans
Cover a cookie sheet with aluminum foil, and place the saltines on top. Melt the brown sugar with the butter in a pan, stir, and boil hard for two minutes. Pour over the crackers and bake at 350 degrees F. for 5 minutes. Immediately cover the crackers with the chocolate chips. As the chocolate melts, spread it over the crackers. Sprinkle the chopped nuts on the top and chill. Peel off the foil and break the candy into pieces. Store in the refrigerator or freezer.
http://www.ajokeaday.com - 12/03/14:
DATES TO REMEMBER:
Thursday, December 4, 2014 - The NNHS Class of 1962
Dinner Get Together - 6:30 PM at Angelo's on J. Clyde Morris
Boulevard. CONTACT: Fran Heath Scott at 757-813-0446 or
2. Wednesday, January 14, 2015 - The NNHS Class of June 1942 meets at noon on the second Wednesday of every other month for a Dutch treat lunch at the James River Country Club, 1500 Country Club Road. PLEASE JOIN THEM. Give or take a few years makes no difference. Good conversation, food and atmosphere. For details, call Jennings Bryan at 803-7701 for reservations.
http://www.nnhs65.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 11/27/14
http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 03/13/11
Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309
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Rķu, Rķu, Chķu
Written in Castellano Antiguo (Old
Spanish) by Mateo Flecha
Rķu, rķu, chķu, la guarda ribera
Dios guardó el lobo de nuestra cordera
Dios guardó el lobo de nuestra cordera
rabioso la quiso morder
Éste que es nacido es el
River, river, the shepherd by the river
God guarded our sheep from the wolf
God guarded our sheep from the wolf
wolf tried to bite her
This one who is born is the great monarch
"Rķu, Rķu, Chķu" midi (sequenced by Curtis Clark) courtesy of
http://www.classicalmidiconnection.com/cmc/xmas.html - 11/05/08
"Rķu, Rķu, Chķu" lyrics courtesy of http://celticlyricscorner.net/anuna/riu.htm - 12/03/08
Medieval Image of King David courtesy of http://www.traditioninaction.org/religious/p005rpRiuRiu.htm - 12/03/08
Celtic Interlace clip art used to form Divider Lines courtesy of http://www.webomator.com/bws/data/freeart/celtic/celtic_interlace.html - 12/03/08
Animated Tiny Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/ - 10/02/05
Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of the late Herbert Hice of MI Famous Marineswho served in the South Pacific during WWII.
Ferguson High School's Anchor clip art courtesy of
Steve Silsby (FHS - '72) of NC
Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06
School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of
American School Logo courtesy of http://www.americanschoolofcorr.com/grads.asp - 09/05/06
Animated "Happy Little Rabbits We Are" clip art courtesy of http://users.bigpond.net.au/jellery/index.htm - 04/25/09
Hillsboro (MO) High School's Hawks logo courtesy of http://hillsborohawks.info/ - 09/20/13
courtesy of Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 08/28/09
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