Dairy Queen 
2000 - 25th Street
Newport News, VA 23607
1964 Anchor  - p.195 Friday, September 26, 2003 Saturday, May 10, 2008 -
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10/28/03 Courtesy of Dave Spriggs ('64) - 09/26/03
Thanks, Dave!
Courtesy of Sydney Dearing ('56) of TN - 05/11/08
Thanks, Sydney!

I finally found this correspondence from over two years ago!  And you wonder why I never delete anything!

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of NC - 11/13/03

I'm playing memory games again and losing as usual, so I thought I'd enlist your help.
Long ago and far away I remember an ice cream stand, which I thought was near
Wilson School
Is that true? Was it a Tastee Freeze or a Dairy Queen? What street was that?
The red-headed fellow who owned it had a habit of calling all little girls "Susie-Q". Anyone remember his name?
During the summer of 1960 he had a good looking Hampton High student (Class of '61)
working there for him - great smile, perfect teeth. Anyone remember his name?
Thanks for your help!

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of IL - 06/27/01

It was a Dairy Queen, facing 25th Street (which becomes Kecoughtan Road
a few blocks away in Hampton). The side street bordering the DQ was
Hickory Avenue, which also bordered Wilson School across the street--my
elementary school. I don't remember the names of the employees. It
closed down in the winter, and the owner?/manager said he went to Florida.
 Eddie Perry lived on Hickory across the street from Wilson and down the
block from the DQ. He might remember more.

- Henry Hoyle ('65) of Northern VA - 06/27/01

It was a Dairy Queen, and at the time, probably the only one in the area.
I used to ride my bike or walk there a lot. It was almost directly in front
of the school on 25th Street and Hickory Avenue. I'm not a lot of help with the
employees there, as I don't remember any of them. Just the good ice cream
and what a treat it was to get it. Wish I could be more help. If you
find out who the employees were, you'll have to let us know.

- Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA - 06/27/01

I must not have been allowed to walk that far - I haven't a clue what you are talking about :>). 
I am also impressed with the level of detail that Henry remembers!

- Pam Smith Tomczyk ('65) of IL - 06/27/01

I never walked that far either. My mama used to drive Eleanor and me there.
I would generally have a medium butterscotch sundae.
I must have spilled gooey hot fudge all over myself at one point and stained my clothes.
I cannot imagine choosing butterscotch over any form of chocolate for any other reason.
And Henry's recall of details is legendary!

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of IL - 06/27/01

Sorry it took so long to get back to you.  I read Henry's and Pam's responses.  Henry was right. 
The Dairy Queen (DQ is what they call it now) was on the corner of Hickory Avenue and 25th Street. 
The front of the store faced out to 25th St. and had a water fountain on the opposite side of Hickory. 
The owner, or the one person that I remember, was an older fellow by the name of Dave. 
He used to call me Eddie Stanky after the ballplayer that played in the major leagues back in the forties. 
I remember that he would make what they would call an orange slush, orange drink mixed with their ice cream. 
Man, were they ever good.  I also remember their butterscotch, too.
It was so good and that's probably why you chose that instead of chocolate.
I would have a hard time choosing today also.

- Eddie Perry ('65) of TN - 07/10/01

Thanks so much!! You added several missing pieces to my latest puzzle!
Reconstructing memories after 40 years or so is so much easier with lots of input from old friends.
I really appreciate your getting back to me at such a busy moment in your life.

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of IL - 07/10/01

Last summer I asked several of you some in depth questions about the old Dairy Queen on Kecoughtan Road.
I received much input and fond memories, but no one was able to answer the burning question
of "Who was the cute guy from Hampton High ('61) who worked there during the summer of 1960?"
Even with my marvelous description ("Tall.  Sandy brown crew cut.  Beautiful grey eyes.  Nice smile.  Great teeth."),
no one seemed to remember him.
You will be thrilled to know I solved this mystery myself.
In the course of moving (and moving and MOVING!),
I found the closest thing to a diary I kept in those days, and he was mentioned therein.
His name was Joe Barnes.
There. I'm sure we will all sleep better tonight, armed with that knowledge...

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of NC - 05/01/02

I also enjoyed the pictures and comments on the Dairy Queen on 25th Street
several weeks ago. When I was a kid I thought it was a long bicycle
ride from my house on 22nd Street to the Dairy Queen. The last time I rode
through the area about 15 years it seemed I could spit from my old house
to where the Dairy Queen was. Things have shrunk!

- Doug Nelson ('64) of VA - 12/04/03
Thanks, Doug!

The red head man's name was Dave DeChamps; he was French. 
After he sold it, he worked for the NN Health Department.
I worked there for a year around 1955.

- Billy Fitzgerald ('58) of VA - 05/15/04
WOW - mystery solved!  Thanks so much, Billy!


And now for the rest of the story....
As you all know (or can well imagine), I was an angelic child. 
I was like the Romper Room Do-Bee: 
"I always do what's right; I never do anything wrong.
I'm a Romper Do-Bee; I Do-Bee all day long."
Yeah, right.....

But seriously, as you remember (or even if you don't), I was a painfully shy,
pathetically homely child, never daring to speak to anyone else in class for fear of interaction with some authority figure.  One year in Mrs. Leyland's sixth grade plus another year to mull it over had basically delivered me from much of the shyness. 

Fall 1956
Carol Buckley
Magruder School
Mrs. Thelma Hudgins'
Third Grade

July 1960
Jean Atkinson and Carol Buckley
en route to
a Magruder School
Summer Playground Dance

And as our story begins in the summer of 1960, I wasn't quite as hideously ugly as I had been before.  This was the summer that Joe Barnes, the aforementioned gorgeous fella from Hampton High worked at the Dairy Queen.  I wasn't quite thirteen, but it seems that I could pass for sixteen, and did so as often as circumstances would allow.  A very wonderful thing happened one day as I was ordering the butterscotch sundaes for my mama and me.  The gorgeous 18-year old Joe Barnes began to flirt with me - ME!!!   I was practically delirious with joy, when what happened next?

Marc Snyder (with whom I had just spent a year in Mrs. Forbes' homeroom
at Walter Reed
) came up to place his order, and immediately sized up the situation, much to my utter chagrin.  What a delightful, unbelievable scenario, and it was about to slip right through my fingers just as it was getting started! 

With total outrage, Marc said to Joe, "What are you flirting with her for?  She's only thirteen!!!" 

Joe said, "She is not!", and then back to me, "You are not, are you?"

With feigned horror, I replied, "I most certainly am NOT!  Marc, why would you SAY such a thing?"

Marc began to splutter, "AGHK - she's in my class!" and walked away, completely flabbergasted. 

Joe and I looked at him sadly, then promptly resumed our flirting.   But I WASN'T thirteen, you see, and wouldn't be for nearly three more months.  I was twelve.  WILD GIGGLES!!!

Sorry, Marc!  Sometimes a bear's just gotta do what a bear's gotta do...

- Carol Buckley Harty ('65) of VA - 11/19/04


Hi, TYPHOON Conduit:

... Our Dairy Queen reopened after restoration of the building that suffered fire damage. When I found the business closed, it brought great disappointment because I had intended several times to take a photo of the interior wall featuring a Grand Opening of a Dairy Queen location.

The manner of dress of the people in the photo indicates many have just come from Church, as a few of the men are holding their Bibles. Ladies in dresses. A rare scene.

To my delight, upon entering the restored building, I found that the portion of the building that was damaged by the fire was in the kitchen section.

So, I took that opportunity to snap a couple of photos for you to consider as a topic in your Newsletter.

Here are the two shots of the wall at the Wesley Chapel Dairy Queen; could not avoid the Red Trash Container in the first shot.

TYPHOON Regards,
Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 01/15/18


     WOWZERONI! Thank you so much for these gems, Adonis!

   Even though they're from Wesley Chapel rather than Newport News, I've included them here to bring back sweet memories of times long gone.


Ice Cream

(Sarah McLachlan)

Your love is better than ice cream
Better than anything else that I've tried
And your love is better than ice cream
Everyone here knows how to fight

And it's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's a long way down to the place
Where we started from

Your love is better than chocolate
Better than anything else that I've tried
Oh, love is better than chocolate
Everyone here knows how to cry

It's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's a long way down to the place
Where we started from...

"Ice Cream" midi courtesy of http://frodisman.com/sarahmidi.html - 11/19/04

"Ice Cream" lyrics courtesy of http://www.lyrics007.com/Sarah%20McLachlan%20Lyrics/Ice%20Cream%20Lyrics.html - 11/19/04

Ice Cream Cone clip art courtesy of http://www.clipart-directory.com/graphics/Clip_Art/ice-cream_Clip_Art_Food-Drink.html - 12/04/03

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