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12/31/11 - NNHS Newsletter - Happy New Year's Eve!

The Moving Finger writes; and having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.

- Omar Khayyám, Rubáiyát

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

 This observance - and this theme - repeats each year (when possible):

BONUS #1 - - Auld Lang Syne - Clip from "It's a Wonderful Life", 1946

BONUS #2 - - Christmas Auld Lang Syne - Bobby Darin, 1960 

BONUS #3 - - Auld Lang Syne - Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin (Now don't even pretend you're surprised!)

BONUS #4 - - Auld Lang Syne - Elvis Presley, 1976

BONUS #5 - - Auld Lang Syne - Bagpipes - with some spectacular views of Scotland, 2009

BONUS #6 - - Auld Lang Syne - Susan Boyle - In Memoriam, 2010

BONUS #7 - Auld Lang Syne - Lea Michele, 2011


"...auld lang syne literally means "old long since", but a more idiomatic English translation would be something like "long long ago",[3] "days of long ago", or "olden days". "For old times' sake," or "to the (good) old days," or "To days (or times) gone by" may be modern-day expressions, in common use as toasts, that capture the spirit of "for auld lang syne". Although the song begins with a question whether old times should be forgotten, the song is generally interpreted as a call to remember long standing friendships.[11] "


   Happy Birthday today to Pat Floyd Pride ('62) of VA AND     Susie Overton Jones ('63) of VA AND (if Plaxo is to be believed)   David Rosenwasser ('64) of MO!

    Happy Birthday tomorrow to Gloria Hand Burns ('57)!

    Happy Birthday this week to:

03 - Carl Rossman of PA!

04 - Norma Howell Morgan ('57) AND    Bill Bost ('61) of NC;

05 -   Carolyn McCormick Holmes ('57) AND  Cammie Dick Gibson ('57) AND the late     Doc Hudson (Warwick HS - '60) of VA (d. 24 Apr 2010);

06 -       Harry Covert ('57) of Northern VA AND    Steve Veazey ('60) of VA AND Diane Sandler Marcus ('69) of MD;

07 -     Jimmy Shires ('57) of VA AND Brucey Smith Slama ('57) AND Paige Smith Morahan ('57)!

   Many Happy Returns to You All! 



Tuesday, Dec. 31, 1861

The notion of the president as commander-in-chief was quite literal in these days as there was no military structure whose sole duty was strategic planning for the nation. Theoretically this was to be done by Gen. George McClellan by virtue of his title of "General in Chief" but in fact his sole interest was the Army of the Potomac. In addition he was not even doing much about that at the moment as he was quite ill. Lincoln took it upon himself to telegraph to de-facto western commander Gen. Henry Wager Halleck today to ask if perhaps he had given any thought to taking action aimed at reunifying the country.

Wednesday, Dec. 31, 1862

Everyone knew there was going to be a battle at Murfreesboro, Tennessee, but neither side exactly wanted to start it. Today it began with both generals deciding to attack the enemy's right flank. In one of his better military moves, Confederate Gen. Braxton Bragg hit first and swept the Union troops back over a wide area. Union Gen. William Starke Rosecrans ended the short December day with a decision to make: should they stay and continue the fight or pull back along the open road and railroad line to Nashville? With Gen. George Thomas there the decision was clear. Orders went out to dig trenches. Off the coast of Cape Hatteras the USS Monitor rolled over and sank, taking the lives of four officers and twelve crewmen.

Thursday, Dec. 31, 1863

There was not much in the way of champagne-drinking, horn-tooting or other midnight revelry on New Year's Eve in the Confederate capital this year. What had seemed like a great idea at the time of the firing on Ft. Sumter, the plan to follow in the footsteps of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson, was now looking more like a tumble into the outhouse. Even the Richmond Examiner was being so bold as to put it in a headline: "To-day closes the gloomiest year of our struggle." After Gettysburg, after the loss of the Mississippi, after the fall of Chattanooga, few saw much hope for improvement.

Saturday, Dec. 31, 1864

Little in the way of warfare marred the last day of they year, beyond some skirmishing in Sharpsburg (the one in Kentucky, not Maryland) and Russellville, Arkansas. Anyone with the wit to look around, though, saw that huge armies were poised to move into the Confederacy like boulders on top of mountains around a small valley. George Thomas in Nashville, William T. Sherman in Savannah and U. S. Grant in Petersburg were not going to just give up and go away, and no Confederate army was left in the field to make them do so.

WEBMISTRESS' NOTE: This concludes our study of the War of Yankee Aggression - except for a juicy tidbit which will appear in the next issue.  Stay tuned!

    From Jerry ('65) and    Judy Phillips ('66) Allen of VA - 12/30/11 - "A New Year's Gift":

This is wonderful!  What a way to sit back and enjoy the beauty of God's world and concentrate on the "NEW" in Happy New Year.  It makes you forget the "ugly" for a while.
God bless all who receive this and know that Jerry and I wish you the best new year ever!

This is absolutely beautiful… It is in High Definition (HD)… Best enjoyed on full screen… Happy New Year!

   Thank you so much, Dearest Sweetie-Pies - for the thoughts expressed, for the beautiful clear tones of this lovely young Norwegian singer, and for just being you! Happy New Year to you and yours!

    From Bill Campbell ('54) of VA - 12/31/11, 12:53 AM - "     Charlie Johnson":

Hi Carol, 
I was pleased to see that     Fred Field (June '45 - of CA) remembered Charlie Johnson and that you also gave space to Charlie's obituary. It is very interesting that, even though I played music a few times with Charlie, I never knew that he had graduated from NNHS. Strange things are going on about NNHS. Just today, my wife   Holly (Hill Campbell - Hampton Roads Academy - '72) had lunch with one of her friends, Nannie Wise Milner, or Milliner (not sure how to spell her name) and she learned that Nannie had graduated from NNHS in 1942. Holly has known her for years, but just found out today that Nannie had graduated from NNHS. And, it was the same with me. I knew that Charlie had, as I had, worked at NASA-Langley, and that, in times past, he was one of the best bass players on the Peninsula, but I never knew that he had graduated from NNHS. Seems that all Typhoons DON'T stick together as much as we would should. 
Well, I am attaching a photo of a gig that I played with Charlie and Buck Rodgers (NNHS 1952), and it is so nice, at 75 years of age, to be the youngest dude in ANY photo. Charlie graduated from NNHS at age 24, Buck graduated at age 20, and I guess that I was lucky to be able to get out of there just after I turned 18. In this photo, Charlie is on the left, Buck is in center, I am on the right. Take care, and keep up the good work. 

   Thank you so much, Bill; my condolences on the loss of your friend!

Charlie Johnson ('47), Buck Rodgers ('52),
and Bill Campbell ('54)

   From Fred Field (June '45) of CA - 12/30/11 - "Problem Issue":

Hello Carol,        Fri. Dec. 30, 2011
I have been trying to open issue 4-11-05, Blue Moon.
I only get some kind of ad.
Adjacent issues open fine.
Fred W. Field
Loma Linda & Fullerton, CA
   Well, that was one of Life's Mysteries, I'm sure, but now it opens AND I fixed all the myriad internal problems still left over from the server switch of a couple of years back. Thanks for telling me, Fred! Happy New Year!

  From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 12/30/11 - "Life on the train":

Spend the time in remembering.....

"Life On The Train"

Absolutely beautiful. Thanks for sharing the ride!

   Norris Sweetie, are you trying to make me cry?!? Because, if you are, it's working quite well! Thank you so very much for this presentation!

      From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/29/11 - "The Great Escape tunnels are discovered":

   WOWZERONI-RINI! That's amazing! Thanks so much for this fascinating account, Dools!

  From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 12/30/11 - "Remember Me":

Good way to end up the year

This puts to shame the output of a number of Hollywood producers and/or directors.  All I can say is WOW!!!!!!!
This film was made by a 15 year old girl. It is the hottest thing on the internet and on Fox News today. Lizzie Palmer who put this YouTube program together (five years ago), is 15 years old. There have been over 30,650,000 hits as of this morning.  In case you missed it, here it is.
Watch all of it.......and, pass it on!!

     Thanks again, Norris Sweetie! You realize that quite soon I have a son returning from the Lands Dark and Dusty after a year's deployment, but not before my son by other parents will be leaving for a three-month deployment to another part of the Badlands.....    

  From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 12/30/11 - "Christmas encounter":  

We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.

I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.

We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled.. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists.. 'Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,' the man said to Erik.

My husband and I exchanged looks,
'What do we do?'

Erik continued to laugh and answer, 'Hi.'

Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, 'Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.'

Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.

My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.

We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. 'Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,' I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's 'pick-me-up' position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder. The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.

I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, 'You take care of this baby.'

Somehow I managed, 'I will,' from a throat that contained a stone.

He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, 'God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift.'

I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, 'My God, my God, forgive me.'

I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking, 'Are you willing to share your son for a moment?' when He shared His for all eternity. How did God feel when he put his baby in our arms 2000 years ago.

The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, 'To enter the Kingdom of God , we must become as little children.'

If this has blessed you, please bless others by sending it on. Sometimes, it takes a child to remind us of what is really important. We must always remember who we are, where we came from and, most importantly, how we feel about others. The clothes on your back or the car that you drive or the house that you live in does not define you at all; it is how you treat your fellow man that identifies who you are.

This one is a keeper.

'It is better to be liked for the true you, than to be loved for who people think you are......' ( Amen! )
     Norris Darlin', if you've been worried about the state of my tear ducts, you needn't fear. Thanks largely to your efforts, they're working quite well!

   Thank you so much!

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

  Some of these ideas are really good.

Make an instant cupcake carrier by cutting crosses into a box lid.

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


EASY MEALS FROM MR. FOOD'S TEST KITCHEN: - Pizza-Style Macaroni - "Pizza-Style Macaroni combines two favorites: pizza and mac 'n' cheese! What's not to like about this winner?" - Beefy Ravioli - "No need to rely on the canned stuff when this chef-quality Beefy Ravioli is served up in less than 30 minutes."

BONUS HOLIDAY RECIPES: - Recipes for a New Year's Buffet: Cheesy Mashed Potato Pots - Recipes for a New Year's Buffet: Green Beans with Lime - Recipes for a New Year's Buffet: Honeyed Carrots

From - 12/30/11 - "Testimonial: Pampering #29":

Dear FlyLady,

This may sound crazy. I pampered myself by starting to think about next Christmas now.

Last year I began collecting "pamper tools" for the women I my life. Fine soaps, lotion, my favorite bath cloth, multi sided nail files, foot scrubbers, one of those tapered hair towels and of course chocolate. I even made mocha mix. I found some fabulous fabric and made pamper kits. (I think you mentioned this idea at some point in the last ten years or so that I've been flying with you).

I added a note that told them that these were items that I found helpful in pampering myself every day and that my wish for the coming year was that they take time to pamper themselves with the things in this kit. Collecting things throughout the year made it easy on my FlyLady wallet and didn't take up much storage space.

My women all loved finding the treasures in the bag. I got comments like "oh, I needed a new foot scrubber." "I've always wanted to try these hair towels." I've already started collecting items for next kits for next year. And I have a list of who received them this year so I can change theirs up a bit.

Now I'm trying to think of items to go into a kit for guys. Like the Hey Tom car duster and purple rags for their cars.

Happy New Year and may you all make time to take care of yourselves in some special way.


Kelly here: In just two days we start a new year, a new month and a new habit.

I hope you have been taking a little time for yourself each day. This is so important.

FLYing means finally loving yourself.

I am so proud of you.


From - 12/30/11:

A school teacher injured his back and had to wear a plaster cast around the upper part of his body. It fit under his shirt and was not noticeable at all. On the first day of the term, still with the cast under his shirt, he found himself assigned to the toughest students in school. Walking confidently into the rowdy classroom, he opened the window as wide as possible and then busied himself with desk work. When a strong breeze made his tie flap, he took the desk stapler and stapled the tie to his chest. He had no trouble with discipline that term.

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 

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 10/22/11

BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

Please find a few minutes of your busy schedule to support

Thank you so much!

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


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   Happy New Year, Everyone! Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!  We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                                 Love to all, Carol





Auld Lang Syne

Words believed to be written by Robert Burns, 1788[2]
(25 Jan 1759 – 21 July 1796)
(There is some thought that Burns merely first recorded these ancient words at that time.)

Set to the tune of a traditional folk song (Roud # 6294)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes
And pu'd the gowans fine
But we've wander'd mony a weary foot
Sin' auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl't in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stoup
And surely I'll be mine
And we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

"Auld Lang Syne" midi and lyrics courtesy of  
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 12/20/04
Thanks, Dave! What a perfect version!

Happy New Year Title clip art courtesy of - 12/31/11

New Year Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 12/30/06

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!

Animated USMC Flag clip art courtesy of - 06/18/03

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

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

Crying Baby clip art courtesy of - 09/28/05 (resaved 02/27/09)

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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