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12/21/12 - NNHS Newsletter - Winter Solstice

Grant, O God/dess, thy Protection
and in protection, Strength
and in strength, Understanding
and in understanding, Knowledge
and in knowledge, the Knowledge of Justice
and in the knowledge of justice, the Love of it
and in the love of it, the Love of all Existences
and in the love of all existences,
the Love of God/dess and all Goodness.

- Nichols, 305

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

   Today's Newsletter, marking the day's Winter Solstice, is especially for   Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH and her daughter,   Avens, but as we celebrate everything together here with our big happy Typhoon family, Good Yule to all!

   Domi sent me this BONUS VIDEO last year:

BONUS #1 - - Ring Out Solstice Bells - Jethro Tull

   No free midi file was available, but I think you'll enjoy that video, as well as this one she sent me on 12/05/11:

BONUS #2 - - Winter Solstice & Yule Time Blessings - Winter Born by Unto Ashes

  Thanks, Domi!


This song is a dance to celebrate winter Solstice (mostly on the 22nd and sometimes on the 21st of December) and appeals to rejoice the lengthening of the days, c.q. the return of the light. In it druïds dance while the narrator calls for people to gather underneath mistletoe and give praise to the sun. For many European nations like the Celts, and the Germanic peoples this festival in ancient times was one of the major ones of the year, full of rites and ceremonies of which some survived the ages like the bonfire/fireworks. During its spread over Europe, Christianity claimed this festival by 'implanting' Christmas as a festival of light on the 25th of December. The back of the sleeve of the "Solstice Bells"-EP (released in 1976) has a brief anecdote describing how the Church coöpted the pagan winter solstice celebrating, Yule, and replaced it with Christmas...



The Winter Solstice is a Minor High Day, usually occurring around December 21st or so of the civil calendar. Also known as Yule and Midwinter, this is a day sacred to Sun, Thunder, and Fire Deities. Large fires were built outdoors and Yule Logs lit indoors, in order to rekindle the dying Sun and help it to return brightly to the Northern skies. Burnt logs and ashes from the Midwinter fires were kept as a talisman against lightning and house fires. It was also a custom in many parts of Paleopagan Europe to decorate live evergreen trees in honor of the Gods (cutting down a tree to bring indoors is a blasphemous desecration of the original concept). This is considered, along with Midsummer, the best day of the year to cut mistletoe. Among some Mediterranean Paleopagans, a date on or near this was celebrated as the Birthday of Mithras and/or the Feast of Saturnalia (which the Christians co-opted to use for the birth of Christ).


   From Jack Nelson ('54) of Northern VA - 12/20/12, 8:47 PM - "Rest in Peace,   Dr. Ronald (Ron) Stallings, DDS":

It has just been learned that Ronnie Stallings, NNHS Class of 1954, passed away on November 17, 2012, at the age of 77, in Loris, South Carolina.  Ron had been living in a nursing home in Loris for about five years. Ron's remains have been cremated and his son, George, has been keeping the ashes.
There are no other details at this time.
May God bless you and keep you in eternal comfort, Ron.

   Oh, I'm so sorry to hear this, Jack! You have my sincerest condolences on the loss of your classmate; thanks for letting us know.

  As no obituary appears to be available at this time, I've just added Ronnie to the Memorial Page for your class:


   Happy Birthday tomorrow to   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!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

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;

27 -   Anita Morgan Becker ('66) of VA!  

   Many Happy Returns to You All! 


December 21, 1941 - A formal treaty of alliance between Thailand and Japan was signed in the presence of the Emerald Buddha in Wat Phra Kaew.



Friday, December 21, 1962 - Rondane National Park was established as Norway's first national park.


    From the Head Flagtwirler of 1965, Janice McCain Rose of Northern VA - 12/20/12, 3:17 PM - "50's Christmas Songs":
Merry Christmas, Carol & Paul

....thought I'd share these songs with you and fellow Typhoons.....(see below)....

oh...and since you asked what we, the readers want in our newsletters......and I am being honest.... the memorials, the birthdays, and of course Typhoon news!!! I really don't follow "THIS DAY IN....." and I do NOT crochet! I also received many daily recipes through my really don't need any more recipes either.....I do enjoy the cute pictures and the jokes....after all....a good laugh is good for the soul!

Take care and thanks for all you do!

50's Christmas Songs ... many not played much any more.

Some have animations that kids would like.

Click on the Box you want to hear.

Be sure to SCROLL down for INFORMATION about that song. Enjoy..

A Holly Jolly Christmas
Burl Ives

All I Want For Christmas
Is My Two Front Teeth

Spike Jones


A Marshmallow World
Bing Crosby


Away In A Manger
Bing Crosby

1958 With Lyrics

Blue Christmas
Ernest Tubb


Baby Its Cold Outside
Dean Martin
& The Andrews Sisters


Chestnuts Roasting
On An Open Fire

The Nat King Cole Trio


Christmas Alphabet
The McGuire Sisters


Christmas In My Hometown
Sonny James


Christmas Island
The Andrews Sisters


Christmas Times A Coming
Bill Monroe
And The Bluegrass Boys


Christmas Waltz
Frank Sinatra


Deck The Halls
Bing Crosby

1958 With Lyrics

Frosty The Snowman
Gene Autry


God Rest Ye
Merry Gentlemen

Perry Como

1959 With Lyrics

Hark The Herald Angels Sing
Frank Sinatra

1957 With Lyrics

Have Yourself A Very
Merry Christmas

Frank Sinatra


Here Comes Santa Claus
Gene Autry


Home For The Holidays
Perry Como


I Heard The Bells On
Christmas Day

Bing Crosby

1958 With Lyrics

I'll Be Home
For Christmas

Bing Crosby


It Came Upon
A Midnight Clear

Frank Sinatra

1957 With Lyrics

Its Beginning To Look
A Lot Like Christmas

Perry Como/Fontane Sisters


I Saw Mommy Kissing
Santa Claus

Jimmy Boyd


Jingle Bell Rock
Bobby Helms


Jingle Bells
Perry Como

1946 With Lyrics

Joy To The World
Nat King Cole

1960 With Lyrics

Let It Snow
Dean Martin


Little Drummer Boy
Harry Simeone Chorale


Oh Come All Ye Faithful
Frank Sinatra

1957 With Lyrics

O Holy Night
Johnny Mathis

1958 With Lyrics

O Little Town
Of Bethlehem

Frank Sinatra

1957 With Lyrics

O Tannenbaum
Nat King Cole

1960 With Lyrics

Rocking Around The
Christmas Tree

Brenda Lee


Rudolph The Red
Nose Reindeer

Gene Autry


Santa Baby
Eartha Kitt


Santa Claus Is
Coming To Town

Bing Crosby/Andrews Sisters


Silver Bells
Bing Crosby/Carol Richards


Silent Night
Bing Crosby

1942 With Lyrics

Sleigh Ride
Johnny Mathis


The Chipmunk Song
Alvin & The Chipmunks


The First Noel
Frank Sinatra

1957 With Lyrics

Up On The Housetop
Gene Autry

1952 With Lyrics

What Child Is This
The Ames Brothers

1957 With Lyrics

White Christmas
Bing Crosby


White Christmas
The Drifters


Winter Wonderland
Dean Martin


You're All I Want
For Christmas

Bing Crosby/Andrews Sisters


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Christmas With

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MORE: Use the Heavens Gates LINK below to find a certain song or singer:

More great Christmas songs on the Heavens Gates sitemap

    Thanks so much, Janice - the songs are fabulous, and I really appreciate your input!

   Okay, Typhoons, send us some more of your NEWS!


The Mayan Calendar - predicting the end of the world?

The Mayan calendar moves in cycles with the last cycle ending in December 2012. This is often interpreted as "the world will end on 21 December 2012, at 11:11 UTC".

Count down the seconds to “the end”

The best doomsday prophecies in history

The last day of the Mayan calendar corresponds with the Winter Solstice (or December Solstice), which has played a significant role in many cultures all over the world.

The Maya didn't invent the calendar, it was used by most cultures in pre-Columbian Central America – including the Maya – from around 2000 BC to the 16th century. The Mayan civilization developed the calendar further and it's still in use in some Maya communities today.

Wheels working together

The Mayan Calendar consists of three separate corresponding calendars, the Long Count, the Tzolkin (divine calendar) and the Haab (civil calendar). Time is cyclical in the calendars and a set number of days must occur before a new cycle can begin.

The three calendars are used simultaneously. The Tzolkin and the Haab identify and name the days, but not the years. The Long Count date comes first, then the Tzolkin date and last the Haab date. A typical Mayan date would read: 4 Ahau 8 Kumku, where is the Long Count date, 4 Ahau is the Tzolkin date and 8 Kumku is the Haab date.....

End of the World?

Will the world will end on 21 December 2012, at 11:11 UTC?

The Mayan calendar completes its current “Great Cycle” of the Long Count on the 13th baktun, on Using the most common conversion to our modern calendar (the Gregorian calendar) the end of the “Great Cycle” corresponds to 11:11 Universal Time (UTC), December 21, 2012, hence the myriad of doomsday prophecies surrounding this date.

The Maya

The Maya kept historical records such as civil events and their calendric and astronomical knowledge. They maintain a distinctive set of traditions and beliefs due to the combination of pre-Columbian and post-Conquest ideas and cultures. The Maya and their descendants still form sizable populations that include regions encompassing present day Guatemala, Belize, Honduras, El Salvador and parts of Mexico.


      From Me ('65) of NC - 12/20/12:



From - 12/20/12 - "Top 10 Desserts to Eat Before the World Ends on Friday":

If the world ends on Friday, then who counts calories on Thursday night? Who worries about cholesterol? Take your pick from these options and dig in.

The Mayan calendar ends on Friday, and it is apparently taking the rest of the world with it. You know what that means? Calories and cholesterol no longer matter. If the world ends tomorrow, what do you care if you're 10 pounds heavier or if your blood sugar is too high? So for tonight, skip the jello and leave the artificial sweetener on the shelf. Have at least one of these desserts, or more if you feel up to it.

1. Brownies - The big, thick, gooey kind. The melt-in-your mouth kind. Preferably still warm.

2. Parfait - Quoth the Donkey: "Have you ever met a person, you say, 'Let's get some parfait,' and they say, 'No, I don't like no parfait?' Parfaits are delicious! Parfait's got to be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet. You just say the word 'parfait' and I start slobberin'."

3. Tiramisu
- Classic Italian dessert. Who knew Ladyfingers could be this good?

Baklava - Get the authentic Greek stuff, not some Americanized knockoff. It should be made with, like, a stick of butter per slice of baklava.

5. Hot fudge sundae -  You want whipped cream? Chopped nuts? Maraschino cherry on top? That's your call. The only thing that really matters is having enough hot fudge to form a little moat around your ice cream.
6. Apple pie (a la mode) -  If you prefer cobbler, that's your discretion. We'll go with the All-American dessert here.

7. Cherries jubilee - You've always wanted to have one of those desserts that you set on fire before serving, right? So break out the liqueur and fire it up. Just make sure you don't burn the house down before you have a chance to eat it.

8. Triple layer chocolate cake - Two layers is not enough for the last dessert you'll ever eat. We would suggest four, but then it might topple over, and that would be a disaster. So three layers.

9. New York style cheesecake -  Top it with the fruit of your choice. Or with drizzled chocolate. Or eat it straight and just let the rich cream cheese stick to the insides of your mouth for all eternity.

10. Chocolate chip cookies
The classic chocolate chip cookie is basically proof of the existence of God. Brown sugar and butter in perfect harmony, with the chocolate chips adding the counterpart. The cookies are warm and the milk is cold. See how many you can eat before you say "Enough."

BONUS MAYAN RECIPE: - Savory Quinoa Vegetable Casserole


BONUS CHRISTMAS CROCHET PATTERNS: - Frosty the Snowflake - "A steel crochet hook and crochet thread allow you to make this frost snowflake. This is a very detailed pattern that you can put out during the holiday season. Add it to the top of a gift or add it as an embellishment too." - Anneliese's Sparkle Snowflake Appliqué - "Using Red Heart Shimmer yarn and this fun Christmas crochet pattern you can make Sparkle Snowflake Appliqués. Add the appliqué to a top, a bag or even use it as a gift topper. This is an easy step by step tutorial to follow." - Mary Jane Protus' Dainty Snowflake Table Runner - Crochet this Dainty Snowflake Table Runner for the holidays. It's a beautiful centerpiece you can lay out when you have company. Fancy up your dining table with this free crochet pattern; all your guests will love it. This is an easy crochet pattern that you'll love passing on to your kids. Add some color to your runner by making every other snowflake a soft grey or blue. This is a beautiful decoration that you can enjoy all season long. It also makes a wonderful holiday gift for Christmas or Hanukkah."



    From Joan Lauterbach Krause ('60) of VA - 11/14/12 - "More Remarkable beings (and a little break...) (#34 in a Series of 36)":

  Some fun pics. Enjoy

   AWW! How precious - thanks, Joan!



   From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA AND       From Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 12/04/12 - "Live Like Someone Left the Gate Open (#17 in a Series of 23)":


   MORE AWW! How sweet - thank you, Gentlemen!





"A Slice of Life"

Jean heaved another world-weary sigh. Tucking a strand of shiny black hair behind her ear, she frowned at the teetering tower of Christmas cards waiting to be signed. What was the point? How could she sign only one name? A "couple" required two people, and she was just one.

The legal separation from Don had left her feeling vacant and incomplete. Maybe she would skip the cards this year. And the holiday decorating. Truthfully, even a tree felt like more than she could manage. She had canceled out of the caroling party and the church nativity pageant. Christmas was to be shared, and she had no one to share it with.

The doorbell's insistent ring startled her. Padding to the door in her thick socks, Jean cracked it open against the frigid December night. She peered into the empty darkness of the porch. Instead of a friendly face -- something she could use about now -- she found only a jaunty green gift bag perched on the railing. From whom? she wondered. And why?

Under the bright kitchen light, she pulled out handfuls of shredded gold tinsel, feeling for a gift. Instead, her fingers plucked an envelope from the bottom. Tucked inside was a typed letter. It was a...story?

The little boy was new to the Denmark orphanage, and Christmas was drawing near, Jean read. Already caught up in the tale, she settled into a kitchen chair.

From the other children, he heard tales of a wondrous tree that would appear in the hall on Christmas Eve and of the scores of candles that would light its branches. He heard stories of the mysterious benefactor who made it possible each year.

The little boy's eyes opened wide at the mere thought of all that splendor. The only Christmas tree he had ever seen was through the fogged windows of other people's homes. There was even more, the children insisted. More? Oh, yes! Instead of the orphanage's regular fare of gruel, they would be served fragrant stew and crusty, hot bread that special night.

Last, and best of all, the little boy learned, each of them would receive a holiday treat. He would join the line of children to get his very own....

Jean turned the page. Instead of a continuation, she was startled to read: "Everyone needs to celebrate Christmas, wouldn't you agree? Watch for Part II." She refolded the paper while a faint smile teased the corner of her mouth.

The next day was so busy that Jean forgot all about the story. That evening, she rushed home from work. If she hurried, she'd probably have enough time to decorate the mantle. She pulled out the box of garland, only to drop it when the doorbell rang. Opening the door, she found herself looking at a red gift bag. She reached for it eagerly and pulled out the piece of paper. get his very own orange, Jean read. An orange? That's a treat? she thought incredulously.

An orange! Of his very own? Yes, the others assured him. There would be one apiece. The boy closed his eyes against the wonder of it all. A tree. Candles. A filling meal. And an orange of his very own.

He knew the smell, tangy sweet, but only the smell. He had sniffed oranges at the merchant's stall in the marketplace. Once he had even dared to rub a single finger over the brilliant, pocked skin. He fancied for days that his hand still smelled of orange. But to taste one, to eat one? Heaven.

The story ended abruptly, but Jean didn't mind. She knew more would follow.

The next evening, Jean waited anxiously for the sound of the doorbell. She wasn't disappointed. This time, though, the embossed gold bag was heavier than the others had been. She tore into the envelope resting on top of the tissue paper.

Christmas Eve was all the children had been promised. The piney scent of fir competed with the aroma of lamb stew and homey yeast bread. Scores of candles diffused the room with golden halos. The boy watched in amazement as each child in turn eagerly claimed an orange and politely said "thank you."

The line moved quickly, and he found himself in front of the towering tree and the equally imposing headmaster.

"Too bad, young man, too bad. But the count was in before you arrived. It seems there are no more oranges. Next year. Yes, next year you will receive an orange."

Brokenhearted, the orphan raced up the stairs empty-handed to bury both his face and his tears beneath his pillow.

Wait! This wasn't how she wanted the story to go. Jean felt the boy's pain, his aloneness.

The boy felt a gentle tap on his back. He tried to still his sobs. The tap became more insistent until, at last, he pulled his head from under the pillow.

He smelled it before he saw it. A cloth napkin rested on the mattress. Tucked inside was a peeled orange, tangy sweet. It was made of segments saved from the others. A slice donated from each child. Together they added up to make one whole, complete fruit.

An orange of his very own.
Jean swiped at the tears trickling down her cheeks. From the bottom of the gift bag she pulled out an orange -- a foil-covered chocolate orange--already separated into segments. And for the first time in weeks, she smiled. Really smiled.

She set about making copies of the story, wrapping individual slices of the chocolate orange. There was Mrs. Potter across the street, spending her first Christmas alone in 58 years. There was Melanie down the block, facing her second round of radiation. Her running partner, Jan, single-parenting a difficult teen. Lonely Mr. Bradford losing his eyesight, and Sue, sole care-giver to an aging mother....

A piece from her might help make one whole.

 -- By Carol McAdoo Rehme


     From Me ('65) of IL - 12/21/10:
   Today's story reminded me again of some words I shared with you just over eight years ago:
   I'm sure you're not all as obtuse as I am, and this thought is no doubt superfluous, but I'll just include it as a reminder to myself.

   This time of year is not always a joyous one for everyone. There are those who struggle bravely just to maintain an outward smile, and those who may have formerly delighted in this season but who now find it filled with pain and heartache. There are many whose moods swing sharply and suddenly from gaiety and merriment to gloom and desperation. As we hurry through our ever busy days, let's try to remember to be aware of those around us. Let us even seek out those we may not see, those whose spirits may be lifted by a smile, a hug, a phone call, a note, a card, an email, a loaf of homemade bread, or even something as simple as diamonds and pearls - oh, no, I mean a plate of cookies. Your own burdens will be made lighter as you pause to share a bit of yourself.

   Y'all take care of each other!


"Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer"

A Russian couple was walking down the street in St. Petersburg the other night, when the man felt a drop hit his nose. "I think it's raining," he said to his wife.

"No, that felt more like snow to me," she replied. "No, I'm sure it was just rain, he said." Well, as these things go, they were about to have a major argument about whether it was raining or snowing. Just then they saw a minor communist party official walking toward them. "Let's not fight about it," the man said, "let's ask Comrade Rudolph whether it's officially raining or snowing."

As the official approached, the man said, "Tell us, Comrade Rudolph, is it officially raining or snowing?"

"It's raining, of course," he answered and walked on.

But the woman insisted: "I know that felt like snow!"

To which the man quietly replied: "Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear!"


1. Thursday, January 3, 2013 - 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.

3. Wednesday, February 13, 2013 - 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 12/17/12

BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!  We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                                 Love to all, Carol






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Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309


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   Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!  We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                                 Love to all, Carol





Ring Out, Solstice Bells

Written by Ian Anderson (b. 10 Aug 1947)

Recorded by Jethro Tull, 1977

Now is the solstice of the year,
winter is the glad song that you hear.
Seven maids move in seven time.
Have the lads up ready in a line.

Ring out these bells.
Ring out, ring solstice bells.
Ring solstice bells.

Join together beneath the mistletoe.
by the holy oak whereon it grows.
Seven druids dance in seven time.
Sing the song the bells call, loudly chiming.

Ring out these bells.
Ring out, ring solstice bells.
Ring solstice bells.

Praise be to the distant sister sun,
joyful as the silver planets run.
Seven maids move in seven time.
Sing the song the bells call, loudly chiming.
Ring out those bells.
Ring out, ring solstice bells.
Ring solstice bells.
Ring on, ring out.
Ring on, ring out.

"Ring Out, Solstice Bells" lyrics courtesy of - 12/20/11

"Red Bird Berry" image courtesy of - 09/13/04

"Crown of Thorns" image also courtesy of - 12/15/04

Holly Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 08/12/04

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

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

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

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