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12/09/05 - NNHS Newsletter - Hark! 
The Herald Angels Sing!

"Oh! lovely voices of the sky
Which hymned the Saviour's birth,
Are ye not singing still on high,
Ye that sang, 'Peace on earth'?"

~ Felicia Hemans

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

   Before we get started, I have a question.  At least three of us have been experiencing strange problems with our email all this week, both sending and receiving.  Sometimes they are being delayed for several hours; sometimes they are vanishing altogether, and sometimes they go right through as normal.

   Are any of y'all encountering the same difficulties, or have the three of us just been detoured into the Twilight Zone?



NNHS Class of 1958 Holiday Dinner, 2005
Place:  Hampton Yacht Club
Date:  Monday, December 19, 2005
Time:  6:00 PM Social; 7:00 PM Dinner
Contact: Joe Drewry at

  From Gary Fitzgerald ('61) of VA - 12/08/05 - "Redskins":

I'm running a bus trip up to see the Redskins/Cowboys football game on 12/18. Any alumni wishing to go should contact me at 757-879-2847. The cost is $75.00 if you have tickets, and $225.00 if you need a ticket. Come on and have a good time watching my beloved Redskins whip the Cowboys .   

I wish every one a safe a happy holidays.

   COOL BEANS!  Thanks, Gary!  Go, Redskins!


  From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 12/08/05 - "Unusual Advertising Sign for Tire Dealership
in Hampton":

Hi, Carol:

Did any of your faithful subscribers identify the name of the retail tire dealership in Hampton where the sign displayed what appeared to be a man's legs sticking up in the air, giving the appearance the man was inside a stack of tires? A person from the mid-west recalling his youth and visits to Buckroe Beach raised the question some time ago?

I do recall such a sign, but have not been able to come up with a location or name. Maybe I missed the answer to this "mystery" in one of the Newsletters?

TYPHOON Regards,
Joe Madagan ('57) of FL

   Not yet, Joe.  This mystery is still waiting to be solved.  I remember the sign myself, but of course I 've no clue where it might have been, just that it was probably on the way to Buckroe from Stuart Gardens.  Thanks, Adonis!


  From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 12/08/05 - "Unusual Advertising Sign for Tire Dealership
in Hampton":

That sign seems vaguely familiar to me. I can almost see it in my mind.

If I had to guess without any research, I would say:
1.  Jefferson Avenue between Briarfield and Mercury Boulevard, on the west side.
2.  Pembroke Avenue, between Aberdeen and Queen Street.

They say to always go with your first hunch .....


   Sounds good to me! Thanks, David!


  From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 12/08/05 - "Unusual Advertising Sign for Tire Dealership
in Hampton":

Thanks, Dave:

I almost started to suggest it was Pembroke Avenue, between Aberdeen and Queen, for some reason that seems correct for me. So, I am glad you recalled it as well. Maybe there were two such stores on the Peninsula.
"Mickey...Mickey Kramer" ; Mickey Kramer Tires. Nahhh, they were in Norfolk.
By now I would have thought this mystery was solved unless this business was around before most of the subscribers were driving their own cars around the Peninsula. We do not have a time line as I recall from reading the inquiry.

TYPHOON Regards,

   I'm sure we'll find our answer soon, Joe!  It's just on the tip of our collective tongues!  Thanks!


  From Joe Wingo ('65) of NC - 12/08/05:

Dear Carol,

First and foremost, a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. As for    Richard Dawes' (NNHS/HHS - '62 - of VA) question regarding football films, I know    Wayne Frizzelle ('65 - of MD) managed to save some.  In fact, I believe he had all of them from our senior year because he made me a tape of them all.  If he was able to salvage any others, I don't know.

Merry Christmas, Typhoons.

Sincerely, Joe Wingo

   Well, that is great news, Joe!  If those tapes survive, it gives hope that many more may have as well!  Merry Christmas to you, too, Sweetie - and thanks!


 From David Whitley ('67) of VA - 12/08/05:


WILD GIGGLES!!!  Thanks, Gorgeous!


  From Roberta Hilsdon ('70) - 12/08/05:

Hi Carol and NNHS classmates,
Where are all the 1970 graduates?  Hope you all have wonderful holidays.
Roberta Hilsdon (youngest of the Hilsdon girls)

   Ummm, I dunno, Lady, I thought you had them!  Where are your sisters (  Patty - '66 and    Sharon - '68)??  For that matter, I don't even know where you are!  GIGGLES!!!

   Seriously, there have only been two other 1970 Typhoon who have contacted me,    Linda Sue Bell Vreeland of VA and    Belinda Fortner Langston of VA:

   But I have noticed a strange occurrence in the past.  Classes seem to arrive in groups.  A few will come straggling in, and suddenly there's a big rush all from the same class.  I would assume this comes from word of mouth.  So stay tuned, we might have a plethora of them to suddenly appear.

   And then there's the other possibility.  As strange as it may seem to us, not everyone is interested in this sort of thing!

   Thanks, Roberta!  Tell your sisters Hi for me!


  From Bill Black ('66) of GA - 12/08/05 - "  Tim Parsons' 'Secret Tunnels'":

To Tim Parsons ('73 - of VA):
A tunnel under the auditorium?  That's news to me...  where exactly?  Unless you're talking about that open shaft connecting the 'paint room' on the first floor to the 'stage crew homeroom' on the second floor.
By all means, let's have a Stage Crew Homeroom page. 

   Okay, let me think about how I want to design that page.  Upon further consideration, it's going to take me a bit longer to construct than I had original thought, but there's certainly a high enough demand for it among our subscribers.  I'm just a bit short on time today.... 

Just leave off any reference to "pink bellies".  'Nuff said. 

    GIGGLES!!!  Okaaaaay.......

Most of my personal favorite memories of the stage crew were in '66, when the Community Theatre did "My Fair Lady"  and on strike night, our faculty sponsor,    Mr. Tod Christian (   Jane's - '66 older brother ), went around counting nail holes in the floor and handed Hilliard Marshall  ( since he was probably the "producer" of that particular production ) a bill for -I don't remember- fifty or sixty dollars.  Hilliard thought he was kidding, and when Mr. Christian ( jeeze.. why, after forty years, do I still think of him as that? ) said he was serious, Hilliard hit the roof!  I don't think it was ever paid, and they chalked it up to 'normal wear and tear to the stage'.
But later that same year, during, I think "A Man for All Seasons", somebody had the bright idea to put a c-clamp on the house curtain ( which was rigged to open and shut horizontally, and not fly in and out ) on the stage left side, about six feet up.   During strike night,  the guys on the pin rail were flying out all the velour legs so we could get the scenery off-stage and give the place a clean sweep.  Of course, they couldn't see all the way across the stage, so when one of the community theatre people yelled up to them "Okay, now, fly the main outa here!", and it didn't want to budge right away, they all jumped on the line and put their combined weight on it.  I was standing near the roll-up door, and it seemed that the whole stage got quiet for a second, then came the muted sound of velour ripping apart.  Hilliard was there that night and grinned and said: "Well, okay.. That one we'll pay for.
Then there was the time "Zizi Jean Marie and her French Revue" came to town..  Uh... Never mind.. That story ain't for general consumption.
Bill Black

   Bill, you are a hoot!  Thanks!


  From Kelly Loose Bustamante ('58) of VA - 12/08/05:

Dear Carol,
Really enjoy reading your letters -- thank you so much for all your hard work. 
   You're most welcome, Kelly - and thank you!

The Nehi Bottling Company was on 27th and Huntington Avenue.  I can remember Nehi delivery trucks being loaded with sodas parked outside of the plant on Huntington Avenue. The neighborhood kids would elect one of the gang to keep the driver busy while the others lifted sodas from their cases on hot summer days.  Hmmm, wonder how I would know that? Upstairs, over the bottling plant, were one-bedroom apartments. 

Directly across Huntington Avenue on 27th Street was a convenience store operated by a very grouchy, mean man named Mr. Gayle, who was also a landlord of multiple run-down apartments in the area.  He could have easily been an understudy for Mr. Scrooge.  Bah-Humbug!
Take care of yourself Carol,
Kelly Loose Bustamante, NNHS'58

   WOWZERONI!!!  Well, at least that mystery is solved!  Thanks so much, Kelly!  I posted your remarks:


  From Fred Field ('45) of CA - 12/08/05:

Hello Carol,        Thursday, Dec. 8, 05
  Joe Madagan's ('57 - of FL) mention in today's (newsletter) of Mr. Reese's Service Station at 901 Thirtieth Street sent me scurrying back into my archives.  About 20 years ago I had written an article about The Old Neighborhood - the 800 block of Thirtieth St. - which was the extent of my universe in my early formative years.  This is where I lived with my grandparents from age 3 (1931) to age 6.  My time in the neighborhood produced wonderful memories that linger with me.
My last editorial runthrough was in 1991 and sometime I need to to add information gathered since
Since Joe seems to have lived somewhere nearby, he would probably enjoy having the entire article forwarded to him.  However it is a bit wordy for publication in the newsletter.  But do whatever you want with it.  Perhaps there are cameo sections of it that might be interesting to the readers.
Mr. Reese and his establishment are mentioned on page 3, right column.  He and his very large family lived on Chesapeake Avenue about a block east of the hospital.  His daughter, Roxie, was my age.
Fraternal best wishes,

   WOWZERS!!!  Thanks, Fred!  With this further information (which I extracted below), I'll be making that page very soon!  And I did forward the article in its entirety to Joe.  I'll no doubt be using more of it myself in the future!

862 30th - This was a combination gas station and store. Although the address was on 30th St., it was built on a diagonal so that it partially faced Wickham Ave. This place had a sequence of proprietors.
Directory Listings:
1927 - David Goldberg.
1929 - Reese Service (see also following).
1931 - Thomas Watson station.
1933 & 1935 - Lamb's Service.
Later - The place was operated by a man name Pulley.

901 30th - Location of Reese Service Station. Although not strictly in the 800 block, the place was important to neighborhood kids because Mr. Reese stocked a good supply of penny candy. He was a friendly man who had a large family himself. He lived at 53 Buxton Ave., later on Chesapeake Ave. I went to Woodrow Wilson School with his daughter, Roxie. Except for the Reese Station the 900 block was entirely devoted to agriculture and served as a buffer to the black section which then began at Orcutt Ave.

  From Tina Crowder Wescott ('65) of VA - 12/08/05 - "Old Morrison High School":

Hi Carol, 
The photo   Tim Parsons ('73 - of VA) sent to you of Morrison High School really evoked a pleasant memory for me.  When I was a kid and attending  elementary school here on the Peninsula, our school would use the Morrison High School gym to play our basketball games.  I had forgotten that the gym was part of Morrison High School.
  Anyway,  I have worked out of that gym for the last 10 years.  It's now called the Warwick Recreation Center and sits right beside Warwick High School.  The gym is part of the Newport News Parks and Recreation department and we run all the youth and adult athletic programs for the city from here. 

My office is at the front of the building (closest to Copeland Lane) and there is another office in the back where the athletic coordinators work.  Every time I have to walk through the gym to get to the other office, it's like taking a walk down memory lane. 

Morrison High School    

I can still see myself dribbling the ball and running up and down that court.  For several years I kept score for the junior league basketball (13 to 15 year old boys) in the evenings.  Watching them play reminded me of my time spent in this gym.   When I first started working here, taking that walk would bring back so many pleasant memories, but now it just reminds me of how long ago that's been!!!  But, that's still good!!!!
About 7 years ago, we had the rubber gym floor replaced with a wooden floor.  When the contractor started pulling out the floor, we found 4 different floors underneath.  We took a 2 foot x 2 foot section of the original floor and had it framed and engraved a plaque with "Morrison High School, 1930, Original Floor", and hung it in  the gym.
Thanks for the memories!!!! :-)
Tina Wescott '65

   WOWZERS!!!  That is so cool!  Thanks, Tina!


  From Dee Hodges Bartram ('66) of VA - 12/08/05:

It was interesting reading the section on "row homes" near John W. Daniel School.  I lived on 38th Street, between Washington and Huntington Avenues, from the time I was 5 until I graduated from NNHS in June of 1966.  Now it is a parking lot with the NN Shipyard Credit Union at the end of the street. Some of my neighbors were    Jerry Seay ('63 - of VA),    Danny Childress ('64), Fred Volhein,    Pam Russell (Hanzlik - '63 - of NC), Audrey Dixon (Kelly - '62 - of VA),    Wanda Crump (Harris) ('66),    Garland Rigney ('67),   Terri McAfee (Artman) ('66),    Gilmore Kirby ('64)   Glenn Malpass ('65),    Jimmy Morrow ('65 - of NE),    Kathy Morrow ('67) and many more whose names won't come to mind at 11:38 p.m.  In fact, I met my husband while riding my bicycle in September, 1962.  No, I didn't run him down, I was on the bike when someone called me over to meet him.  He had just come from Garden Creek, VA to attend the Apprentice School.  I went home and told my mom I had just met the man I was going to marry.  My husband walked over to Johnson's Confectionary and told Mrs. Johnson the same thing!  We married in July, 1966.

   How wonderful!  My mother's mother and her mother's mother and their spouses did the very same thing!  In fact, I'm reasonably certain my oldest son and his wife did as well!

Oh, what fun we had back then!  Neighbors were all one big happy family who looked out for one another.  I remember skating around the city blocks dodging shipyard workers and store workers with reckless abandon.  We walked everywhere because we were downtown so everything was close - stores, movies, restaurants, etc.  We played hide and seek in the alleys behind our homes well into the night during the summer months without any of the fears that we have for our children today.  Goodness, what fond memories have come rushing back!

   Thanks, Dee!  We lived in such a charmed time and place, didn't we?  We've heard pretty much the same story from the Wilson group, the Magruder and Walter Reed kids, those from Briarfield, and who could be closer even now than those Jackson people from North End?!?  How truly blessed we were!

   I've added your comments to the Daniel School page:


  From Rip Collins ('65) of TN - 12/09/05 - "The Perfect Couple":

   Oh, Rip - this is delightful!  Thanks!


   Y'all have a super weekend - and take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol




"I only have two kinds of days: happy and hysterically happy."


Hark, the Herald Angels Sing

(“Hark the herald angels sing” was written by Charles Wesley, brother of John Wesley, founder of the
Methodist church, in 1739. A somber man, he requested slow and solemn music for his lyrics and thus
“Hark the herald angels sing” was sung to a different tune initially. Over a hundred years later Felix
Mendelssohn (1809-1847) composed a cantata in 1840 to commemorate Johann Gutenberg's
invention of the printing press. English musician William H. Cummings adapted Mendelssohn’s
music to fit the lyrics of “Hark the herald angels sing” already written by Wesley.)

Hark the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
Joyful, all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Christ by highest heav'n adored
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come
Offspring of a Virgin's womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see
Hail the incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with man to dwell
Jesus, our Emmanuel
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

"Hark, the Herald Angels Sing" midi courtesy of - 11/23/05

"Hark, the Herald Angels Sing" lyrics and history courtesy of - 12/04/05

Image of "The Holy Night" (1522) by Antonio Allegri Correggio (c.1489 - 1534) courtesy of - 12/08/05

Image of "The Nativity" (1523) by Lorenzo Lotto (c.1480 - 1556/1557) courtesy of - 12/08/05

Angel Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 12/05/05

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