12/19/11 - NNHS Newsletter - Oíche Chiúin |
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“It
is the most human and kindly of seasons, as fully - George
William Curtis |
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
We owe the theme of today's
Newsletter to
Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH
who sent me this BONUS VIDEO
on 12/05/11:
BONUS #1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKzwDLlhGHQ - Silent Night in Irish - Enya
BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMjCwCubFeQ&feature=related - Silent Night in Irish - Enya - longer version
Thanks, Domi!
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THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday today to Durwood Adams ('57)!
Happy Birthday this week to:
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Kitty Norman Haskins ('57) of VA
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;
24 -
James Gay ('57)
AND
Ann W. Hutcheson ('57)
AND
Sandye Jordan Murray ('67) of VA;
25 -
Patsy Bloxom Meider ('57) of NC
AND
Doug Dickinson ('69) of VA!
Many Happy Returns to You All!
http://www.nnhs65.com/Happy-Birthday.html
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TODAY IN THE WAR BETWEEN THE STATES:
From
http://www.civilwarinteractive.com/This%20Day/thisday1219.htm:
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Thursday, Dec. 19, 1861 EARLY ECOLOGIST ENVIRONMENTALLY EXASPERATED Although travel was by no means unknown in 1860’s America, the coming of the Civil War certainly inspired, and enabled, large numbers of young men to travel around parts of the country they would otherwise probably never have encountered. A young Massachusetts man, Pvt. Day of the 25th Mass. Vol. Inf., was one such who found himself near Annapolis, Md., today in winter camp with the Army of the Potomac. He looked around the camp and wrote in his diary: “An enterprising farmer could collect from these camps manure and swill to the value of $100 per day, costing nothing but simply carting it off, thus enriching his land and fattening hundreds of hogs and cattle; but this lack of energy and enterprise prevents these people from turning anything to account. They content themselves with sitting down and finding fault with the government and their more energetic neighbors of the north.” Friday, Dec. 19, 1862 CABINET CRISIS CRIMPS CHASE The great battle of this month took place in the halls of Congress and the White House in Washington, D.C. It, like most battles, had been building for some time. The gist of the matter was that there were a number of factions in Congress with greatly differing opinions on how the war should be prosecuted. Then as now, these factions had each insisted on having one of like opinions in the President’s cabinet to both represent their views and, more importantly, keep an eye on the opposition. The backbiting had been getting out of hand lately though, to such an extent that Sec. of State William Seward had submitted his resignation. Lincoln refused to accept it and scheduled meetings with Congressional leaders. The instigator of most of the trouble, Sec. of the Treasury Salmon P. Chase, had all of his previous backbiting turn around and bite him, as he was forced to confront all the parties face-to-face at once. Saturday, Dec. 19, 1863 ANDREWS ACCUMULATES ASTONISHING ACCOMPLISHMENTS It may not sound like much of an accomplishment. Certainly few theses were ever written on it, and absolutely no military songs or marches ever were aired in honor of this voyage of the USS Restless. But her captain, Acting Master W.R. Browne, had his assignment and pursued his enemy relentlessly: the salt suppliers of St. Andrew’s Bay, Florida. He had been on this mission for some weeks all along the Florida shore, and had achieved quite a bit of demolition, and today even Browne may have been startled when he sat down to write up his official report. Articles destroyed included “within the past 10 days 290 saltworks, 33 covered wagons, 12 flatboats, 2 sloops (five tons each), 6 ox carts, 4000 bushels of salt, 268 buildings at the different saltworks, 529 iron kettles averaging 150 gallons each, 105 iron boilers for boiling brine.” And, he added, “it is believed that the enemy destroyed as many more to prevent us from doing so.” Monday, Dec. 19, 1864 MOLLUSKS MAKE MILITARY MEN MERRY It was a strange time for the men of the army William T. Sherman had led from Atlanta to the Sea. It had been a long march, and not the first, and although pitched battles had been relatively uncommon, the sniping and stray shots from behind rocks and trees had never completely stopped. Now they had reached the ocean, which many of them had never seen, and a few days rest allowed exploration of this new wonder and its creatures. Every camp was experimenting with the uses of oysters--oyster soup, oyster stew, oysters fried, roasted, and raw on the half-shell. Although hardly unknown, to inlanders they were the legendary repast of the rich. When no one could stand more oysters, they were used as stuffing for roast goose. |
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From Jimmy Walker ('62) of VA - 12/17/11 - "1963 Anchor":
Hey Carol,
I have recently reconnected with one of my best
high school friends. Bobby Ball was in the NNHS class of
1963; he has lived in New Mexico for the past 40 years. I
found him from your web site when you posted the reunion for the
class of 1961. I found his sister Phyllis there and I emailed
her and she gave me all the info I needed to make contact. Thank
You!
Bobby and I have talked frequently and he always
talks about wanting a '63 Anchor. Do you have any resources
that maybe I could purchase one for him?
Thanks again,
Jimmy Walker
'62 Typhoon
Thanks,
Jimmy!
Hmmm - a
1963 Anchor... I believe one was listed on eBay recently. They do appear
from time to time; I'm not sure if this one sold or not. It's not listed
right now, but that doesn't necessarily mean that it sold. I'll keep an
eye out, and ask around to see what we can find for you - and Bobby!
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From F.A.
Saunders (Hampton HS - '64) of VA -
12/17/11 - "National Mental Health Day":
PLEASE DO YOUR
PART!
Today is one of the
many National Mental Health Days throughout the year.
You can do your bit
by remembering to send an e-mail to at least one unstable person. My
job is done!
Life is too short for negative drama and petty things. So laugh insanely,
love truly and
forgive quickly! From one unstable person to another..
I hope everyone is
happy in your head - we're all doing pretty good in mine!
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From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 12/18/11 - "Mainly Inspirations":
SHE ============ While taking a cruise http://www.mountainwings.com/past/2188.htm a pamphlet in the stateroom explained things about the ship, the S.S. Norway and its history. One explanation that I have always wanted to know is why most ships are referred to in the feminine, why they are usually always called "She." The pamphlet explained that wily sailors many years ago came up with this explanation: A ship should be called "she" because she... ... often has a bustle around her. ... always has a gang of men about. ... has a waist and stays. ... needs a lot of paint to keep her looking good. ... doesn't break you with the initial expense, rather with the upkeep. ... can be all decked out. ... needs an experienced man to handle her. ... always shows her topside, hides her bottom, and when coming into port, heads for the buoys! Now I want to know why most airplanes are also called "SHE." ==================================== God's Wings ============ An article in National Geographic several years ago provided an interesting picture of God's wings. After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. When the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast. Because she had been willing to die, those under the cover of her wings would live. Being loved this much should make a difference in your life. Remember the One who loves you, ...and then be different because of it. "He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge." (Psalm 91:4) ==================================== Quotes What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. - Ralph Waldo Emerson Go within every day and find the inner strength so that the world will not blow your candle out. - Katherine Dunham Outer show is a poor substitute for inner worth. - Aesop Your inner thoughts reveal your true nature. - Jonathan Lockwood Huie ==================================== 75 cents ========= Seventy-five cents was the most significant amount of money in my life. I worked as a youth for my father. He operated a successful business and he believed in giving his children an allowance. We were "allowed" to work for whatever money we got. I earned 25 cents an hour. The minimum wage at the time was $1.65 but I was my father's son and he didn't have to pay me minimum wage. I was underage and was not supposed to be legally working, said the government. My father had other ideas. If I could spend money, I could work. I was perhaps 12 or 13. The company had an accountant who handled payroll. His name was Mr. Bill David. I was smart enough to know that my wages were below everyone else's but I often worked harder. One day I went to the accounting office and asked Mr. Bill David about a raise. "How much do you want?" Mr. Bill David asked. I was hoping to move from 25 cents an hour to perhaps 35 or maybe even 40 cents. I was smart enough to know to ask for more than I thought I would actually get so I threw out this ridiculous figure. "I would like one dollar an hour," I boldly stated to Mr. Bill David. I was expecting riotous laughter at such a ridiculous increase. Mr. Bill David's answer shocked me. He said, "OK." Thus, in the span of a few seconds, I had the largest percentage monetary increase of my life. A whopping 300% increase. I was elated beyond measure and no amount of money since has excited me as much as that 75 cents. It taught me seven lessons. 1. Don't let another person spend your money without accountability. It wasn't Mr. Bill David's money so what was it to him if he gave me a 300% instant raise. 2. Aim for the moon. You just might hit it. 3. Increases in material stuff has a decreasing effect in its ability to bring joy. Never again was I so elated over money. I have literally not been nearly as excited over 75 thousand as I was that 75 cents. 4. Somehow, even with big increases, we still shortly thereafter seem to feel underpaid. 5. Expenses rise to meet income. 6. Income does not necessarily rise to meet new expenses. 7. Mr. Bill Davids are rare. ~A MountainWings Original~
Thanks,
Shari!
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What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy
there would be
10 moments of sadness?
if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them
how you felt?
and truly
cherish you. no matter how often you talk, or how close you are,
and send it to
me.
Someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all; just remember this e-mail and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you
and
always will.
You can count on
me.
I'll always and
forever, be your friend!
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Thank you so much, George Sweetie! ![]() |
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From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 12/18/11 - "Still waiting":
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http://www.mrfood.com/Misc-Desserts/Tiramisu-Trifle-5978/ml/1 -
Tiramisu Trifle - "Boy, what'll the
gang say when you tell 'em you're having tiramisu in trifle-form? This
one looks so company-fancy, but only you will know how easy it really
was." http://www.mrfood.com/Pie/Triple-Mint-Ice-Cream-Pies-5833/ml/1 - Triple Mint Ice Cream Pies - "These minty wonders are just perfect for the holidays, or anytime you want to wow 'em with a special dessert. Mint lovers will really love these!" http://www.mrfood.com/Pie/Praline-Cream-Pecan-Pie-5424/ml/1 - Praline Cream Pecan Pie - "Sweet will take on a whole new meaning once you try some of this Praline Cream Pecan Pie... you'll love the medley of flavors." |
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From
http://tlc.howstuffworks.com/family/inspirational-christmas-stories2.htm:
"The Littlest Angel" A very long time ago,
long before anybody on earth today was born, there was no Christmas
season -- no gaily decorated Christmas trees, no yuletide
gift-giving, no carolers singing on a snowy December night. That’s
because it was a time before the birth of Jesus in a lowly stable in
Bethlehem. |
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From
http://www.FlyLady.net
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12/17/11 - "The Happiness File":
Dearest Pam and Peggy, Thank you for writing the Happiness File! This won't sound positive, but it is. Because of your book, I got out of a very unhappy marriage! I planned it because I got organized one month at a time and developed the means to get out of the marriage as the way emerged gradually giving me positive affirmation I was doing the right thing. When I saw you now have that book that changed my life as an audio book and you read it, I had to get it and listen. It brought back so many good memories and I'm going to use it as my guide in 2012. I love the spiritual essence of the book and I plan to enjoy this next year as never before. Thank you. Michelle Pam here: In the Happiness File we took each month and gave it a theme. January was Starting Over, February was Romance, March was Dreams, April was Prosperity (April 15 sort of sparked that theme), May was Health and Beauty and so on throughout the year. I shared how to use your own home as your guidance councilor and how to up your happiness quotient one month at a time. I told about how I got out of an abusive marriage and shared the steps I took to get free. I've been happily married for 23 years and what I experience through the two years it took to write the Happiness File have served me well and prepared me for the happiness I have today. http://www.innerkiddies.com/shop/ |
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Dear FlyLady, Thank you for giving me Christmas back! When I was a teenager my mother decorated every inch of the house. Every doorway had garland on it, both sides! A wreath on every door, a themed tree in every room, knick-knacks had to go in the exact same spot every year! This drive to have a "perfect" Christmas led to screaming, yelling and crying and the holiday being dreaded instead of enjoyed. Decorating took 2 weeks to put up and 3 weeks to clean up and take down! Fast forward 20 years, I'm now married, live 5 hours away, and have refused to decorate for the past 5 years. My excuse is we don't have children, we go back to see the family, so we aren't here, our house is small, etc, etc. I was a real scrooge-not a tree, wreath or any sign of Christmas in my house. The real reason was I couldn't be "perfect" and didn't want to spend the weeks cleaning and working. I work full time teaching children with Autism and it just seemed like too much work after a long day. This year my house is always 15 minutes to company ready thanks to my routines. We put a few strands of lights up outside-it took 2 days, 15 minutes each day! My husband put up the tree as a surprise for me one night I worked late. We couldn't find all our ornaments due to moving things because of a flood this spring. My husband went to a discount store and got all we needed for $2.50! We decorated the tree-you guessed it-it only took 15 minutes! I have a tree, a wreath on my door, a swag on my entertainment center and I'm done! It's not perfect or fancy, but it's pretty and it's mine and I'm happy. By teaching me I don't have to have a perfect house (or holiday), you taught me how to enjoy it again. I forgot how much I love to see a Christmas tree and all the pretty lights! My inner kiddy is dancing for joy! Thank you for giving me Christmas back. What a wonderful present! Merry Christmas! Flybaby in Pa FlyLady here: If you give yourself one gift this holiday season, let it be the gift of flinging perfection. |
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From
http://www.FlyLady.net
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12/18/11 - "I Can Bless My Home Any Day!!":
Dear FlyLady & Crew, I had to write to tell you all about this, I know you would approve. Mondays have never been a particularly good day for me. I usually spend the day recovering from the weekend with three very energetic (and sometimes messy LOL) sons. All three of my children have a variety of medical conditions which can make it a challenge at times and I am not well myself, so on Mondays I need to have a little down time while they're at school. The other problem is that my Dear Husband is home on Monday and if I vacuum, he starts pulling things out and lifting furniture saying, "You missed some here!" I tell him that's not the point of what I'm doing, I just need to do the middles, but he says it will only take a minute so I end up spending longer than I should or wanted to. I still do the routines each day. Every Monday I would check my control journal and read "Weekly Home Blessing hour". I didn't have the energy (or perhaps inclination? because of Dear Husband always finding that little extra for me to do and turning it into a marathon clean instead; LOL he still doesn't understand after all these years) I left it planning to do it another day. Sometimes I did do it, other times I did not. Tuesday is a great day for me to do this, especially taking out the trash, because our wheelie bins go out that night to be collected Wednesday morning so it reminds me to put them out to the nature strip. I also remember which bins I need to take to the curb that week because I am doing it consistently and know that the grass bin was last week so recycling goes out tonight. The general rubbish is collected every week and the others alternate week about. So on Tuesday, I lace up my shoes, put on some music and do the fly-dance with duster in hand! LOL Anyone who ever sees this, thinks it's hysterical, but I don't care! I'm having fun and blessing my family and that's what matters and if I think about it, I'm blessing everyone giving them something to laugh about, I know it makes me smile. Perhaps some other things in my Control Journal could be done this way too. I am sure I will work that out as I go along, I know shopping is one of those but for now, BabySteps! I am so glad you keep reminding us to do what you can, when you can, and to break it down into smaller bits if we can't get it all done at once. A FlyBaby in Sydney FlyLady here: You should adapt your routines and habits to fit your needs....and this is where the Control Journal comes into play. As YOU create your daily and weekly routines you can decide when you will schedule the Weekly Home Blessing Hour. You can decide on any day of the week to bless your home or you can break it down into increments... and do it throughout the week... |
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From
http://www.FlyLady.net
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12/18/11 - "Christmas Is Feeling Different":
Dear FlyLady, This Christmas I have this unusual feeling. It's a feeling of "what haven't I done - what have I missed - there's something wrong". It's the 18th December and normally I'm rushing around trying to get Christmas organized, organizing food, organizing guests, organizing presents, wondering what to get people, organizing the house etc. . This year however, I've been following the Holiday Cruising Missions as much as my finances, and time allow. And I'm organized and have time on hands and it feels so unusual but so great. All I have left to do, is to wrap a bagful of presents which I bought this week. And as my wrapping paper, ribbons, tape, scissors, pens and tags are all in one place it's not an issue. I'll do them tonight while I am sitting down watching a movie when the children are asleep. And my Christmas is done. I have time next week to spend a day with my children doing the Christmas treat baking. My meat is organized. My food is organized. I just have to pick up the fresh fruit and veges. My house is decorated. My tablecloth is ironed. My Christmas plates and serviettes are ready. My serving dishes are organized. I've worked out who's bringing what and what I'm taking to others. I've religiously been doing my weekly home blessings so my house is clean. As it's summer here in Australia, I've even tidied up my gardens and verandas and outdoor furniture ready for house guests. And I'm sitting here a week before Christmas with no worries, and no gray hair giving hassles and running around. Thank you so much for my organized Christmas. I can't believe that these Holiday Cruising Missions have changed my Christmas so much. I love you, FlyLady. From Sarah, in Australia FlyLady here: I am so proud of Sarah. She is Cruising Through the Holidays. Now, don't be hard on yourself if you are not as prepared as you want to be. This is the season to reconnect with family and friends. Fling your idea of what a "perfect" holiday is and just do what you can. Long after gifts are opened and put away the real memories come from the laughter and fun! -------- You are not behind! I don't want you to try to catch up; I just want you to jump in where we are. O.K.? |
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From
http://www.FlyLady.net
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12/18/11 - "Book of Moments":
Dear FlyLady, I recently started a "book of moments." When something positive happens that really touches me, I take 5-10 minutes and write about it. Then I put my "moments" into a binder. I realized when my mom passed away that I wish I knew more about which moments meant something to her, etc... My 10 year old Dear Son enjoys reading mine and has even started his own book of moments. This is my moment from today. This morning I went through the last of my mom's clothes. There were some scarves. You know, the silky, beautiful scarves that some people wear around their neck and tie into a knot. I'm not one of those people that are comfortable wearing that look. There were only four scarves left that I hadn't already given away. The only reason I hadn't was because they were the four most beautiful scarves. I felt that "maybe someday" I would wear them, someday when I'm older and in a different place in my life, when I have a reason to dress more sophisticated than I currently do, in my casual business attire that I'm so comfortable wearing. Every time I look at the scarves, I get a twinge of guilt that I am not wearing them. My mother would want them to be worn. This morning, I decided that if the "someday" that I begin wearing scarves is not NOW, I should pass them along to someone who WILL wear them. I bagged them up and brought them to work for a co-worker who wears scarves and looks terrific in them. Her husband recently passed away and there aren't enough people in her life who do nice things for her, although she is unfaltering kind to everyone. There was one scarf that had pink and purple in it that I had a feeling she may like. She opened the bag and gasped, gushing over how beautiful the scarves were. Then the pink and purple one caught her eye. She immediately lifted it, put it on and said, "Oh! This is my new favorite scarf! I'm going to wear it today!" There was such happiness on her face as she thanked me for them. This brought me so much joy, knowing that instead of sitting in a box, collecting dust, waiting for "someday" to come along, my mother's scarves have a new owner who will love and wear them. Thank you, FlyLady for teaching me so much that I am able to teach my son. He gets a kick out of the fact that we are BOTH learning how to do housework, declutter, and build routines - 15 minutes at a time! You've helped me understand that material items are NOT what hold memories of loved ones. Blessing others truly does bring pleasure and is so simple to do even on a very tight budget. Tonight my DS and I are bringing 5 spare blankets & comforters to the local homeless shelter. We are so excited to be able to help others and lighten our load as well! I am so grateful for you and your unconditional love for Flybabies like us! Melanie in Shokan, NY FlyLady here: Oh..purple puddles. What have you been keeping that you can pass on to someone who will love it and use it? Open up your heart and share with others. Teach your family the joy that you get in FLYing. Routines and BabySteps will help you bless yourself and others. |
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From
http://www.FlyLady.net
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12/18/11 - "Pampering #17":
Dear FlyLady, I don't know if this is pampering or not... but I think it is. Dear Daughter, 20, just bought some new undies. Not a big deal, except she chose pretty ones, not the plain ones I always felt like I had to buy. (I still feel that way!) Yes, a good supportive bra can have pretty fabric and trim! Who knew! How proud I am that she believes she is "good enough" to own pretty lingerie. Maybe something has sunk in after all! Breaking the chains in Mass. Kelly here: Our habit this month is pampering. You deserve to do something nice for yourself. I am so proud of you. |
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FINALLY:
From LadyHawke's Weekly Jokes - 12/11/11:
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DATES TO REMEMBER:
1. Thursday, January 5, 2012 - The NNHS Class of 1955 holds Lunch Bunch
gatherings on the first Thursday of every month at Steve & John's Steak House on
Jefferson Avenue just above Denbigh Boulevard in Newport News at 11:00 AM. The
luncheon is not limited to just the Class of '55; if you have friends in that
year, go visit with them. 2. Saturday, January 7, 2012 - 11:00 AM - The NNHS Breakfast Bunch will host a Breakfast Bunch Brunch at the Warwick Restaurant, 12306 Warwick Boulevard, (across from CNU) Newport News, Virginia 23606. "Please come join them for a Dutch Treat Brunch featuring a lot of 'War Stories' and maybe a lie or two. Everyone is welcome so bring your wife, husband, boy friend, girl friend, class mate, school friend or whomever you choose." Please RSVP to Bill Roady at duckbill1@verizon.net or call him at 757-595-0716 so they have a head count. 3. Wednesday, February 8, 2012 - 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. 4. Friday and Saturday, October 5 and 6, 2012 - Class of 1962 - 50-Year Reunion - Crowne Plaza Hotel, Hampton on the Water. More information after the Holidays. Meetings are second Tuesday of each month. CONTACT: Brenda Amos Williams at typhoonmom@juno.com |
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PRAYER ROLL: http://www.nnhs65.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 10/22/11 |
BLOG: http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 03/13/11 |
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Please find a few minutes of your busy
schedule to support
Thank you so much!
Y'all take care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe! Love to all, Carol |
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Oíche Chiúin
Music by Franz Xaver Gruber (25 Nov 1787 - 07 June 1963), about 1820
Rrecorded by Enya (b. 17 May 1961)
Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.]
Cách 'na suan dís araon, [Soundly in slumber, the pair together]
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis [The pair and love, watching with affection]
Naoín beag gnaoigheal [The small bright beautiful child,]
ceananntais caomh [darling little one.]
Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]
Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]
Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.]
Aoirí ar dtús chuala 'n scéal; [Shepherds first heard the tale]
Allelúia aingeal ag glaoch. [The angels crying out Alleluia.]
Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin [Lovely chanting near and far.]
Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin [Christ, the saviour himself.]
Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin [Christ, the saviour himself.]
Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.]
Cách 'na suan dís araon, [Soundly in slumber, the pair together]
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis [The pair and love, watching with affection]
Naoín beag gnaoigheal [The small bright beautiful child,]
ceananntais caomh [darling little one.]
Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]
Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]
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"Silent Night" midi courtesy of http://www.ylw.mmtr.or.jp/~johnkoji/hymn/xmas/ – 11/22/05
"Oíche Chiúin"
lyrics courtesy
of
http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/O%C3%ADche-Chi%C3%BAn-lyrics-Enya/AC3D652AA3C1CC8448256878001621BC - 12/19/11
Baby Jesus with Lambs clip art courtesy of http://www.wtv-zone.com/mystryeyez/BAttic/titles/xmas3d/BabyJesus.jpg - 12/04/05
Tiny Baby Jesus clip art used to form Divider Line courtesy
of
http://www.twoheartsdesign.com/images/clipart/catholic/christmas/nativity/index.html
- 12/23/05
Animated Tiny
Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Animated Yehaa Typhoon
clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 08/18/05
Thanks, Al!
Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of
http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/
- 10/02/05
Replaced courtesy of
http://www.hamptonhigh1964.com - 02/17/09
Animated Laughing Jerry courtesy
of Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA - 06/14/06
Thanks, Cookie!
Animated Laughing Woman courtesy of Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 02/23/09
Thanks, Joyce!
Animated Ringing Christmas Bell clip art (designed by Art Holden) courtesy of http://www.animationfactory.com - 12/08/05
NNHS65 Home Page Banner created by
my #5 Son, Nathaniel Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '97) of IL - 06/06/02
Thanks, Nathaniel!