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12/16/14 - NNHS Newsletter - First Night of Hanukkah

Wishing you and those you love
all the good fortunes of life,
health, happiness and peace
throughout the New Year.

Best Wishes at Hanukkah!

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

    Hanukkah begins tonight at sundown, so like the big happy Typhoon Family we have become, it's time to celebrate some more! Happy Hanukkah to all of y'all who are observing it this week!

BONUS #1 - - The Chanukah Song - Adam Sandler, Saturday Night Live, December 3, 1994

BONUS #2 - - Sevivon - Moshe Skier Band

BONUS #3 - - S'vivon - Fairfield County Children's Choir, Chorus, 13th Annual Winter Concert, When Children Sing, Klein Memorial Auditorium, Bridgeport, CT - Jon Noyes Music Director & Founder, Lucille Parkinson, Conducting, December 9, 2007



   Happy Birthday today to   Betty Brockwell McClure ('58) of VA!

     Happy Birthday tomorrow to Norma Helmick Burks ('63) AND   Tom Oxner ('65) of AR!  

   Happy Birthday this week to:

18 - James Strickland ('57);

19 - Durwood Adams ('57) AND The late    Suzie Bauz ('63) (11/03/14);

20 -   Ellen Carney Manson ('63) of SC;

21 -   Ray Stinnette ('63) of VA;

22 -   Kitty Norman Haskins ('57) of VA AND Elliott Schlosser ('63) AND    Dottie Pegram Daniels (NNHS / George Washington HS - '64) of WV AND    Harry Barritt ('64) of VA AND    Dale Mueller ('64) of VA AND   Bill Rash ('67) of VA;

23 -     Tom Flax ('64) of VA AND     Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA AND  Holly Hill Campbell (Hampton Roads Academy - '72) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All! 


December 16, 1914
- World War I: German battleships under Franz von Hipper bombarded the English ports of Hartlepool and Scarborough.


December 16, 1938 -
Adolf Hitler instituted the Cross of Honor of the German Mother.

December 16, 1941 - World War II: Japanese forces occupy Miri, Sarawak.

December 16, 1942 - Holocaust: Porajmos Heinrich Himmler ordered that Roma candidates for extermination be deported to Auschwitz.

December 16, 1944 - The Battle of the Bulge began with the surprise offensive of three German armies through the Ardennes forest.


Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Sprinter and long jumper Heike Drechsler was born Heike Gabriela Daute in Gera, Thuringia, East Germany.

Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Actress and producer Gail Harris was born Gail Thackray in Batley, West Riding of Yorkshire, England.

Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Actress Georgie Parker was born Georgina Parker in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.

Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Baseball player and sportscaster Billy Ripken was born William Oliver Ripken in Havre de Grace, Maryland.

Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Actor Paul Vogt was born in Buffalo, New York.

Wednesday, December 16, 1964 - Comedian and actor Todd Glass was born Todd Steven Glass in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

  From Dee Hodges Bartram ('66) of VA - 12/15/14 - "RE: School Song on Front Page":

Duh! Thank you, I passed right over it!

   GIGGLES! That's not a problem at all, Dee; I can certainly understand how it happened!

           From My #1 Son, Lewis Harty (Hillsboro HS, MO / Hillsboro HS, IL - '89) of IL - 12/15/14 - "RE: 12/15/14 - Angelus ad Virginem":

I enjoyed your Newsletter of the 15th. I enjoyed all of the stories.

   Oh, thank you, Lewis! It was one of my favorites, too!

          From My #6 Son, Dale Harty, (Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL - '02) of CA - 12/15/14 - "RE: 12/15/14 - Angelus ad Virginem":

Mom, that was a great story about the robins and your crazy tree saga.....          Buckley loved the story.

Love ya Lady,

   Thank you, Dale! Y'all were on my mind even more that day than usual, because last year   Buckley and Claire helped decorate the little tree, and when that scene in the front yard unfolded, I was thinking of Buckley even more because it was so reminiscent of the cartoons he and I used to watch together! Did I, um, mention I miss y'all?!?

    From Mayim Bialik (North Hollywood High School, CA - '93) of CA - 12/15/14:

How do I explain the difference between Chanukah and Christmas to my kids? I wrote about it for @kveller.

   Thank you so much, Mayim!

  From Wayne Agee ('58) of FL - 12/15/14 - "The Meaning of the Flag-Draped Coffin":

The Meaning of the Flag Draped Coffin


While the practice of incorporating 13 folds when folding a U.S. flag did not begin because each fold had a specific meaning, specific meanings have subsequently come to be ascribed to each of the 13 folds.

   Thank you, Wayne! This is quite fascinating, and for further information on the subject, read here:

    From Jimmy Smith ('62 / '63) of VA - 12/15/14 - "Don't Mess With Old People":


George Phillips of Meridian, Mississippi was going up to bed when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window.

George opened the back door to go turn off the light but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.

He phoned the police, who asked 'Is someone in your house?' and he said 'no'. Then they said that all patrols were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer would be along when available. George said, 'Okay,' hung up, counted to 30, and phoned the police again.

'Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people stealing things from my shed
Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I've just shot them.' Then he hung up.

Within five minutes three police cars, an Armed Response Unit, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips' residence and caught the burglars red-handed.

One of the Policemen said to George: 'I thought you said that you'd shot them!'

George said, 'I thought you said there was nobody available!'

(True Story) I LOVE IT - Don't mess with old people!!

A few chuckles for seniors.


(And this final one, especially for me) Lord, please keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth...


Now, if you feel this doesn't apply to you . . .
stick around awhile . . .
it will!

   WILD GIGGLES! WAIT A MINUTE! Why am I laughing?!? Thanks, Jimmy!

  From Margaret Elmore Tolly ('58) of VA - 12/15/14:

  Thank you so much, Margaret!  I LOVE this quotation!

From My Friend, Ellen, of MO - 12/15/14:

  Thanks, Ellen! So THAT'S what I am - ALIVE!!!

        From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/02/14 - "Some Grins (#4 in a series of 15)":

  Laughs for the day………..

           Thanks, Dools!




Spark of Hope by

“So we’ll see you first night Chanukah, then, Ma?”

First night Chanukah? “Huh…”

“Did you forget the annual Chanukah party?”

“Forget? ‘Course not!”

Faker, I berate myself as I put down the phone.

Chanukah is in two days’ time, I calculate. I can buy paper ware this afternoon, after the doctor’s appointment and the pharmacist. But this evening I have to give myself a shot —even if I take Paracetamol beforehand, I know I will be feverish and weak. Weaker than usual, that is.

I open my kitchen cabinets. Catering for three couples and six grandkids... I shake my head. Impossible. I begin dialing my daughter’s number. But something stops me.

Aren’t you thankful to be celebrating Chanukah with your family?

Of course I am. I take paper and pen and begin writing a list. This Chanukah party will be the same—no, better—than every other year.

After all, it will count as personal Thanksgiving of sorts. The last six months have been a rollercoaster ride of surgery and chemo and side effects and drugs and hospitalizations. Seven weeks ago, the pronouncement was made: remission.

Remission. What a beautiful word. The relief, the celebration. We walked out of the doctor’s surgery on a cloud.

While I’ve been ill, spring and summer have passed and winter has come. And with the coming of winter, beauty itself has gone into hibernation. Remission is a wonderful place to be, but it doesn’t explain the tears that gather so easily in my eyes. And what about the weakness, the exhaustion, the agonizing feeling that I am a burden, that life itself is burdensome?

“But you’re over it now,” my children smile, silently asking permission to release the worry, to return to the rhythm of their lives.

“Of course,” I lie. “I’m fine.”

And now, a Chanukah party —“like every year.”

But it’s not like every year.

The table is laid, but there is still too much to do. A salad, with my special garlic dressing; blintzes for the grandchildren; whipped topping for the cheesecake. A Chanukah party like every year.

But I am tired, and my left arm feels like it belongs to a dull-eyed mannequin.

Scoop out the grated-potato mixture, drain the liquid, shape them, slip them in the pan. Hold the handle of the pot with one hand, turn the half-done latkes with the other…

My left arm is clumsy now, and I grab the pot at an angle. It flips up into the air, spilling a golden stream of half-fried latkes and bubbling oil down onto the glossy tiles. I jump back, just avoiding the scalding liquid. Leaning over the greasy mess, I extinguish the flame. Then I turn my back on my false efforts and, wiping away a tear, sink down onto the couch in the living room.

Outside, the flower garden has wilted and died and my heart twists in pain. Just a few months ago, it was a paradise of color and beauty, planted by my friends in honor of my first homecoming from the hospital. When I had been admitted to the hospital, I knew I would miss the planting season. For the first time ever, my garden would be bare. Just another sacrifice cancer demanded. When I finally hobbled back into the house on my daughter’s arm, sniffing the familiar scent of wooden furniture, open windows, and fabric softener, my joy was made complete by my friends’ unique gesture. For weeks they had planted and weeded and watered—and cared—until my garden became a place of splendor.

Now, the garden is desolate; the torpid ground lies bare. The splendor, now, has died.

Inside me, as well. Where is the fighter that everyone admired?

It is easy to laugh at cancer, I have discovered. It is not so easy to laugh at remission. For what is left of me now, of my life? A regimen of drugs—with their side effects—that I have to take for the rest of my life. Check-ups, scans, X-rays. A left arm that doesn’t quite do its job. I am a desolate garden filled with dead flowers.

The family is sprawled on the couches, grandkids playing on the floor, food remains litter the table.

“Did you know that Chanukah was only established a year after the miracle of the oil took place?” My husband loves obscure facts.

“Yeah, I heard that.” Typical. Nothing gets past my son-in-law. “But even when Chanukah was established, the war was still being fought. Apparently, it went on for years.”

My ears prick up. “So when they lit the menorah, they were still in the middle of the battle?” I ask.

“Uh huh.” My son-in-law launches into a long explanation of the history of the Syrian-Greek empire, but my attention wavers.

My gaze falls on the flickering orbs of orange and yellow that have pride of place by the window. The silver menorah gleams, a flash of reflected light. Outside, night has fallen. Darkness.

I close my eyes, imagining the very land we are sitting on, here in Israel, two thousand years ago. I imagine the hope, the faith of those families who, a year after the miracle took place, fashioned a rough Menorah and kindled the lights, not knowing the outcome. Not knowing if the war would ever be won, if salvation would ever come. Lights of faith. Lights of hope.

I stare until my eyes blur with tears and a spark enters my heart. A spark of hope, despite the blackness of the night, despite the coldness of the winter. Hope for whatever the future will bring.

he Jewish holiday Hanukkah literally lights up the home. The eight-day, 2,000-year-old holiday, also called the Festival of Lights, celebrates God's glory, an ancient victory of the Jews over their enemies, and the freedom Jews enjoy today. - See more at:

BONUS HANUKKAH AND CHRISTMAS CROCHET PATTERNS: - "Seems to be the discussion of the day: Finding those Pretty, Quick, Last Minute Gift crochet patterns..."


   Here are some links to Hanukkah recipes:

   And here are some recipes by some familiar names (they don't really appear to have any particular bearing on Hanukkah, but, well, you know....):

Mrs. J. L. Levinson (Selma) - mother of Ilene Levinson Lieberman ('65) of Israel Mrs. Ira Hirshman (Lee) - mother of Mike Hirshman ('65) of CO and Janet Hirshman ('68) of VA Mrs. Franklin O. Blechman (Marie) - mother of Judith Blechman ('57); Libby Blechman David ('61) of VA; and Frank Blechman ('65) of Northern VA Mrs. Sol Ellenson (Bernice) - mother of Harron Ellenson ('65) of MA, and aunt of Rabbi David Ellenson ('65) of NY
p. 166 p. 171 p. 185 p. 222

   These were all taken from Always in Good Taste, collected by the Hampton Roads Section of the National Council of Jewish Women in August, 1972.

   "I bought it on eBay!"


From - 12/15/14:

Did you hear about the elephant who was always left out of things and thus felt irrelephant?

1. 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.

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 11/27/14

BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

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7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309


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S'vivon Sov Sov Sov

Dreidel Spin

L. Kipnis / Traditional Lyrics

S'vivon, sov, sov, sov
Chanukah hu chag tov
Chanukah hu chag tov
S'vivon, sov, sov, sov

Dreidel spin. Spin, spin, spin
Chanukah, Chanukah
Dreidel spin. Spin, spin, spin
Chanukah, Chanukah.

Nes gadol ha ya sham
Chag simcha hu-la-am
Nes gadol ha ya sham
Chag simcha hu-la-am

Nes gadol ha ya sham
A great miracle happened there
Nes gadol ha ya sham
A great miracle happened.

"S'vivon (S'veevon) is the Hebrew word for "Dreydel (sic)."

“S'vivon” midi courtesy of - 12/24/05

"S'vivon" lyrics and Dreidle clip art courtesy of - 12/26/05

Small Dreidle clip art used to form Divider Line courtesy of Google Images - 12/26/05

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

Hillsboro (MO) High School's Hawks logo courtesy of - 09/20/13

Hillsboro High School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

American School Logo courtesy of - 09/05/06

Animated BOO-HOO courtesy of Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 08/28/09
Thanks, Glenn!

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!

Animated Rolling on the Floor Laughing Boy courtesy of - 04/06/05

Animated LOL Cats courtesy of Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/10/11
Thanks, Paul!

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of - 05/29/06

Animated Laughing Cat courtesy of Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 07/29/08
Thanks, Joyce!

Gold Star of David courtesy of - well, I cannot seem to locate that information right now, but it's been in my files since 12/26/05.

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

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