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12/25/11 - NNHS Newsletter

Christmas--that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so
intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia.
Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day
of remembrance--a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.

- Augusta E. Rundel

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

   Today's particular version of the annual Merry Christmas Newsletter is being revisited from 2005.



   Happy Christmas Day Birthday today to   Patsy Bloxom Meider ('57) of NC AND Doug Dickinson ('69) of VA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

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

29 - Roy Tate ('57);

30 -  William Gwynn ('57) AND   Ron Miller ('59) of NC AND (if Plaxo is to be believed)   Carole Althaus Tanenhaus ('65) of MD AND Joyce Tedder Rossman ('68) of PA AND Sarah Stewart Vance ('69) of VA;

31 - Pat Floyd Pride ('62) of VA AND     Susie Overton Jones ('63) of VA AND (again, if Plaxo is to be believed)   David Rosenwasser ('64) of MO;

01 - Gloria Hand Burns ('57) AND   Bill Fitzgerald ('58) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All! 




Wednesday, Dec. 25, 1861

Following a White House meeting where the Trent Affair was rehashed yet again, President and Mrs. Lincoln persevered with a great Christmas feast this night. After the horrors of the last year it was no doubt the last thing they felt like doing, but as usual in wartime a pretence of normalcy was considered essential for morale. In Winchester, VA, though, Gen. Thomas J. (“Stonewall”) Jackson, on one of his rare leaves home, had a quiet dinner with his wife.

Thursday, Dec. 25, 1862

Although no great battles marred the celebration of Christ’s birth this year, there was no cessation of the average sort of small skirmishing. Actions took place in Warrenton, Va. Confederate Gen. John Hunt Morgan continued his raid on Federal forces in Kentucky, leading to violence at Bear Wallow and Green’s Chapel in that state. There was even a disturbance of the peace at Prim’s blacksmith shop on Edmondson Pike, Tenn.

Friday, Dec. 25, 1863

As a great many members of the Union army had signed two-year enlistments in 1861, it was becoming a matter of great concern to get as many of them to re-enlist as possible, as this saved the considerable expense of training new enlistees from scratch. (Common wisdom of the day claimed that it took two years to make a cavalryman, although the process had speeded up considerably by now.) Capt. Kennedy of the 9th NY Volunteer Cavalry celebrated the decision of several of his men to re-up by holding the swearing-in ceremony on Christmas Day, at Culpepper Court House, Va.

Sunday, Dec. 25, 1864

US Navy Lt. William Barker Cushing, who not long before had sunk the CSS Albermarle and received great acclaim, spent this day assisting in the assault on Ft. Fisher. Gunboats provided covering bombardment as Gen. Benjamin Butler’s 2000 troops came ashore and advanced on the fort. Cushing’s route was to be up New Inlet, but it was found to be blocked by a sandbar and he was driven back.


  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 12/24/11 - "Merry Christmas":

Merry Christmas to everyone from the Cahoon family and best wishes for a Happy New Year!
Joyce, Cary and Izzy Belle

   AWW! Thank you so much, Joyce! Christmas and New Year's Blessing to you and yours, too!



      From Dimples Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC - 12/23/11 - "RE:     Norm Covert's ('61) of MD - "Appreciating you":


Thanks so much for sending this to me.  "Sparky," my nickname for Norm because of his problems with the arching of a malfunction in one of his heart attachments, causing him to be shocked, inspired the name.

We speak frequently and at length, and he and I both know the lows of having to recover from gall bladder surgery and pancreatitis at the same time.  Not something neither he nor I would wish on the worst dictator on earth....wait, let me give that a second thought...yep, I thought of one but won't reveal his name.  He would probably agree with me !

Anyway...just the visual of "Sparky" glowing was just too funny to resist adding the star and saving the work of the annual ritual of putting up the tree !  I am sure it was a suggestion that brought relief to his Sweet Loretta (Stuttgart American High School '68) ....something he could do to be useful and be still at the same time ! 

He did a beautiful job on his dad's desk along with a magnificent tribute to his wonderful father !  Good on you, "Sparks !"

Merry Christmas, Carol.....

Dimples...or as "Sparky" calls me...."Miz Scawlett"

   Thanks so much, Dimples - Merry Christmas to you, too!


  From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA - 12/24/11 - "B-17 Mid Air Collision":

Alas, my uncle Billy was not so lucky.
Incredible!  For those who may doubt there are miracles.....


The term "Greatest Generation" doesn't mean just people but can be equally applied to some of the finest aircraft designs of all time; the C-47 transport, P-47 Thunderbolt and P-38 Lightning, both superb fighters! And of course the B-24 Liberator, the F4U Corsair (the Navy's greatest carrier fighter), the P-51 Mustang (arguably the finest fighter aircraft of its time) and finally the B-17 whose crews said would bring them home in almost any condition, and here's one of those conditions!

Tough Bird

A mid-air collision on February 1, 1943 between a B-17 and a German fighter over the Tunis dock area became the subject of one of the most famous photographs of World War II... An enemy fighter attacking a 97th Bomb Group formation went out of control, probably with a wounded pilot then continued its crashing descent into the rear of the fuselage of a Fortress named All American, piloted by Lt. Kendrick R. Bragg, of the 414th Bomb Squadron.

When it struck, the fighter broke apart, but left some pieces in the B-17. The left horizontal stabilizer of the Fortress and left elevator were completely torn away. The two right engines were out and one on the left had a serious oil pump leak. The vertical fin and the rudder had been damaged, the fuselage had been cut almost completely through connected only at two small parts of the frame and the radios, electrical and oxygen systems were damaged. There was also a hole in the top that was over 16 feet long and 4 feet wide at its widest and the split in the fuselage went all the way to the top gunner’s turret.

Although the tail actually bounced and swayed in the wind and twisted when the plane turned and all the control cables were severed, except one single elevator cable still worked, and the aircraft still flew - miraculously! The tail gunner was trapped because there was no floor connecting the tail to the rest of the plane. The waist and tail gunners used parts of the German fighter and their own parachute harnesses in an attempt to keep the tail from ripping off and the two sides of the fuselage from splitting apart.


While the crew was trying to keep the bomber from coming apart, the pilot continued on his bomb run and released his bombs over the target.

When the bomb bay doors were opened, the wind turbulence was so great that it blew one of the waist gunners into the broken tail section. It took several minutes and four crew members to pass him ropes from parachutes and haul him back into the forward part of the plane. When they tried to do the same for the tail gunner, the tail began flapping so hard that it began to break off. The weight of the gunner was adding some stability to the tail section, so he went back to his position.
The turn back toward England had to be very slow to keep the tail from twisting off. They actually covered almost 70 miles to make the turn home. The bomber was so badly damaged that it was losing altitude and speed and was soon alone in the sky. For a brief time, two more Me109 German fighters attacked the All American. Despite the extensive damage, all of the machine gunners were able to respond to these attacks and soon drove off the fighters. The two waist gunners stood up with their heads sticking out through the hole in the top of the fuselage to aim and fire their machine guns. The tail gunner had to shoot in short bursts because the recoil was actually causing the plane to turn.
Allied P51 fighters intercepted the All American as it crossed over the Channel and took one of the pictures shown. They also radioed to the base describing the empennage was waving like a fish tail and that the plane would not make it and to send out boats to rescue the crew when they bailed out. The fighters stayed with the Fortress taking hand signals from Lt. Bragg and relaying them to the base. Lt. Bragg signaled that 5 parachutes and the spare had been "used" so five of the crew could not bail out. He made the decision that if they could not bail out safely, then he would stay with the plane and land it.
Two and a half hours after being hit, the aircraft made its final turn to line up with the runway while it was still over 40 miles away. It descended into an emergency landing and a normal roll-out on its landing gear. When the ambulance pulled alongside, it was waved off because not a single member of the crew had been injured. No one could believe that the aircraft could still fly in such a condition. The Fortress sat placidly until the crew all exited through the door in the fuselage and the tail gunner had climbed down a ladder, at which time the entire rear section of the aircraft collapsed onto the ground. The rugged old bird had done its job.
   WOWZERONI-RINI! Thank you so much for this incredible heroic story, Bill!


      From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/24/11 - "Gentle thoughts as the years go by....":


Gentle Thoughts for Today

Birds of a feather flock together . . . .and then poop on your car.

A penny saved is a government oversight.

The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.

The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are XL.

If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.

The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble..

Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know 'why' I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.

When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to your youth, think of Algebra.

You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.

One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

WILD GIGGLES! Thanks, Dools - although comfortable is really not the first word I would have chosen!


  From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 12/24/11 - "Ho Ho Ho 'tis the season":


Who's jolly and cute,
Wearing a beard and
A red flannel suit,
And if he is chuckling
And laughing away,
While flying around
In a miniature sleigh,
With eight tiny reindeer
To pull him along,

Then let's face it...

Your eggnog's too strong!

Merry Christmas and A Happy 2O12
     MORE WILD GIGGLES! Thanks, Norris Sweetie - Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you, too!


   From Eva Ellis Madagan ('61) of FL - 12/20/11 - "Clever Ideas to Make Life Easier (#5 in a Series of 24)":

  Some of these ideas are really good.

Pump up the volume by placing your iPhone/iPod in a bowl; the concave shape amplifies the music.

   EXCELLENT! Thank you so much, Eva - I do love clever tips!





"The Little Drummer Boy"

David grew up in the kitchen of the inn. His father was the innkeeper. His mother cooked the food. David's older sisters cleaned the rooms, and his older brother swept the stable. David loved to sing. He would sing to his mother as she cooked the food. David made up songs and banged on pots and bowls as he sang to her. David's mother smiled at him. "Someday you will sing in the temple, my son," his mother said. David grinned at his mother. "Tem-ple," David said very carefully.

David's father came into the kitchen. "How is my big boy?" David's father asked as he swung David onto his shoulders. "Pum Pum Pum! Tem-ple come!" David sang as he drummed on his father's head with a wooden spoon. David's father smiled as his son kept on drumming. "We must find this boy a drum or my poor head will not survive!" said David's father, with a laugh.

A few years later David got a small drum for his birthday. Soon he was beating rhythms on his drum wherever he went. Pat-a-rum, pat-a-rum, pat-a-rum, David drummed to copy the donkeys on the road. Swish-click-click-tum, swish-click-click-tum, went David's drumming to copy his brother sweeping straw in the stable.

One day David's father said to his family, "We are going to be very busy. Caesar Augustus has ordered a count of all the families in all the towns."

"Pum Pum. Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum. I counted six of us!" David sang. "Why does this make us busy?"

"Because people will come to Bethlehem to be counted with their families," said David's father. "They will need a place to stay. They will stay with us, and we will be very busy."

David's mother cooked more food. David's sisters cleaned the rooms. David's brother swept out the stable and put new hay and pots of water in the stalls. David's father greeted the people as they came into town. Soon the inn was very full. David played his drum and sang his songs for the people.

Late one night there was a knock at the door. David peeked around his father at the young man and his wife, who was on a donkey. They had no room for these people! What could they do? David's father was a kind man. "You can stay in the stable," he said. "It is warm and dry there. I can send food out to you."

The young man thanked David's father and walked the donkey to the stable.

David helped his mother carry bread and cheese out to the young couple. His mother told him the woman was going to have a baby soon. The next day there was a lot of excitement.

"The young woman who stayed in the stable last night had her baby," David's mother told him.

"The baby is the King of Kings, they say!" said David's father.

David could not see the baby because of the crowd around the stable. David stood at the back of the crowd and began to make up a song for the baby: "Come, they told me, our newborn king to see. Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the king. So to honor him when we come."

The crowd began to part when they heard David's beautiful singing: "Baby Jesus, I am a poor boy, too. I have no gift to bring that's fit to give a king. Shall I play for you on my drum?"

David stepped closer to Mary, Joseph, and their son. Baby Jesus smiled at David, reached out, and patted his drum.


From - 12/24/11 - "Pampering #23":

Dear FlyLady,

At the change of each season, I get together with a group of 6 wise women for a potluck and catchup session. It is a great time of reflection, to celebrate successes and share challenges. We were brought together through a book that we shared and have been meeting for 9 years. We span decades, life situations, and 5 cities now -- we have learned so much from each other and feel that we are a unit of sorts. We stay connected through e-mail, prayer, and those quarterly meetings. I am always renewed by the time together.

FlyBaby P


When my third child was almost a year old, I had two bouts of "almost" depression (in that was as intense as depression, but didn't last two weeks).

My therapist suggested doing needlework. So I picked up a needlepoint and really enjoy. A started doing other types of needlework like crochet and cross-stitich also.

I'm in the middle of two projects right now (embroidering a tablecloth and crocheting an afghan for my husband). I still have 3 more projects waiting to be started.

I find the rhythm of the needle to be very soothing!

FlyBaby A


Kelly here: Our habit this month is pampering.

Take a little time for yourself everyday! You deserve it.



From - 12/24/11:

You see a gorgeous girl at a party.
You go up to her and say, "I am very rich. Marry me!"
That's Direct Marketing.

You’re at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.
One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you and says, "He's very rich. Marry him."
That's Advertising.

You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her telephone number.
The next day you call and say, "Hi, I’m very rich. Marry me."
That's Telemarketing.

You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink.
You open the door for her; pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say, "By the way, I'm very rich. Will you marry me?"
That's Public Relations.

You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.
She walks up to you and says, "You are very rich."
That's Brand Recognition.

You see a gorgeous girl at a party.
You go up to her and say, "I'm rich. Marry me"
She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.
That's Customer Feedback!!!!


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 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 


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BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

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Thank you so much!

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






Christmas Rhapsody:

Good Christian Men, Rejoice
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
We Three Kings
What Child Is This?
Joy to the World
Away in a Manger
Deck the Halls
Angels We Have Heard on High


"Christmas Rhapsody" midi courtesy of - 12/03/05

Animated Hurricane Christmas Candle and Animated "Merry Christmas" Title clip art courtesy of Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA - 12/21/05
Thanks, Cookie!

Animated Candle clip art used to form Divider Line courtesy of
- 12/21/05

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

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!

Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of the late Herbert Hice of MI - one of my Famous Marines who served in the South Pacific during WWII.
Thanks again, Herbie!!

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

Animated Air Force Flag clip art courtesy of - 06/18/03

Animated Ringing Christmas Bell clip art (designed by Art Holden) courtesy of - 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!

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