Also, Carol, could you put me in touch with Tony Koskinas ('68 - of NC),
as he lives within 5 or so miles from where my daughter
and her family live in Walkertown, NC (near Winston-Salem). One of his
sisters had told me that he lived in Kernersville, but I've
never had the time to look him up when I'm visiting my daughter.
Hope you and your family have a Happy New Year! Just keep doing what you've
been doing so well for the past 4+ years. What
did we, the mighty Typhoons, do before you came along with the
!?! You are so fabulous at what you
do and don't let
anyone tell you otherwise. I look forward to each and everyone of your
, and I read it before I
read any other e-mail.
P.S. Sometime ago, I remember someone writing to you about their computer not
playing the music that accompanies your
newsletter. Did any of your computer "gurus" ever come up with a
cause/solution for this? My computer does the same thing,
but yet I can play music on other e-mails I receive that have it. Talk to you
WOWZERS!!! This is getting to be a Seven Degrees of Separation
game! My dad
worked with your mother
who went to school with Fred Field ('45) of CA who just joined our
Alumni List! I love it!
your note to Tony. You should be hearing from him soon.
Thanks also for
your kind words! As the two of us go all the way back to
Walter Reed (not to mention
Scouts!) together, it's
been wonderful for me to have reconnected with you!
Now about the
music... No one has given me a reasonable answer. My # 5 son, Nathaniel,
can't abide computer midis, and has
them disabled on his own computer. He refuses to answer the situation on
moral grounds or something - even though he frequently
helps me extricate midis (?!?). I have both Mozilla and Internet Explorer
on my computer, and sometimes the midis and wav files
will play on one but not the other. Obviously, this question is over my
head. Perhaps someone else can "'splain it to us, Luzie".
Happy New Year to
you and Dale, Sandi!
masks outrageous and austere The years go by in single file;
But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile"
- Elinor Wylie (1885-1928)
From Tim Parsons ('73) of
VA - 12/31/04:
USS Midway (CVB-41) off
Found this in my Nana's photo album. Not sure what year it was but from the
look's of the automobiles it must have
been the mid to late 40's. Midway sure was a traffic stopper.
WAY COOL! Thanks, Tim! And Happy New
From Fred Field ('45) of
CA - 12/31/04:
Hello Carol, Friday, Dec. 31, 04
A Happy New Year e-mail from June '45
classmate Bill Smith provoked the following response from me:
"Happy New Year to you too. I remember an
approaching midnite on a New Year's eve way, way back. Billy
('45) had his father's car and about four of us were cruising Washington
Avenue looking for some action
(there never was any). We decided to celebrate
with some beer. We persuaded a drunk sailor to buy one bottle
for us and we went into the NNHS stadium to
celebrate. At midnite, when the Shipyard
and all the trains blew
their whistles, we were passing around that one bottle of beer and
pretending to like it. I think this was probably
Dec. 31, 1944. That was about when I could stay out late without getting
blistered. The first steps on the long
downhill road to damnation and ruin."
See what happens when someone gets me started.
And a Happy New Year to you too!
you naughty boys! GIGGLES!!! Well, I'm sure the statute of
limitations has run its course on this by now!
Thanks, Fred -
and Happy New Year!
From Joe Madagan ('57) of
FL - 12/31/04:
Blaine Crum ('57) of AL was one of the fastest
typists in our typing class in 1956 and 1957. He was "Mr. Timed Write" and
could make the carriage on the old manual typewriter fly, ding, ding, ding.
He moved his practice from Virginia to Mobile, Alabama
after enjoying a vacation in this charming spot.
The Smithsonian Affiliate, Florida International Museum in
St. Petersburg, FL had an exhibit on display this week regarding
the Cuban Missile Crisis of October 1962.
There was an official poster of Bert the Turtle to greet you at the beginning,
and an old juke box playing the top 20 songs on the Hit Parade of those 18
Days of confrontation, and the magazines of that
month. Sports Illustrated had a photo of Fran Tarkenton lined up behind
the Minnesota Viking Offensive Line, while
Girls Don't Cry" was blaring from the juke box. The exhibit then got
really serious, as it displayed equipment used by the
military to take the aerial photographs that confirmed the presence of the
Russian missile sites in Cuba, U2 flight suits, photos
of USS Wasp (CVS-18) on station during the naval blockade, and photos of LT(jg)
Peterson who was seriously injured while
landing his plane in darkened ship conditions to demonstrate this practice for
senior officials of the CIA who were on board
the Wasp. Peterson was given clearance to land when a command "Green Deck" was
given instead of the complete command
to describe the actual condition, "Green Deck for Helicopters." The
helicopters were to fly a mission in darkened conditions
and were brought up on the flight deck to take off to demonstrate for the CIA
That abbreviated version of the condition, lead the way
for clearance to land for Lt. Peterson who landed in the midst of the
helicopters waiting to be launched from the deck of the carrier.
Several rooms of the exhibit featured furniture and
appliances from the 1960s, including transistor radios with special
markings to identify Conelrad stations where disaster instructions were given
to listeners in event of an emergency. The old
TV sets were a hoot! If this exhibit comes to your area, please be sure to
visit it. The other attraction was the 45th
Anniversary of the Barbie Doll, which I skipped but was enjoyed by Eva
(Ellis Madagan) ('61) of FL and two of our
I wonder how many of your subscribers remember Bob
Smith's Barber Shop. He operated a barber shop on 25th Street
near the intersection with Chestnut Avenue in
East End. He later relocated his shop
to the Warwick Shopping Center
on Warwick Boulevard near Hilton
My first barber shop haircut was at Bob Smith's, at
about age 3 or 4. I do remember that I was frightened by the sound
of the electric clippers during that first haircut. For many years, I was a
regular customer even into adulthood. He always had
something positive to talk about while cutting your hair. All the barbers
were very professional and the shop was always clean.
Bob ran for City Council but believe I was still too young to vote at the
time. I do remember teaching his daughter swimming
lessons at the World War II Memorial Municipal
Pool. She attended NNHS
and was probably in the Class of 1964 or 1965.
I seem to recall her name was Robin, but I am not sure.
Surely Dave Arnold ('65 of VA)
went to this barbershop in his youth. If there are others as well, maybe it
could be included
in Our Old Stomping Grounds.
Thanks, Joe! I can always count on you for great background stories!
I'm drawing a
blank on Bob's daughter; hopefully someone else will know.
Happy New Year
to you and Eva, Adonis!
From Elizabeth Tedder
Nunnally ('65/'68) of VA - 12/31/04:
Carol - You are doing such a great job with this
web page. I enjoy every minute of it.
Thought I would add another "Small World". In the late 1940's --both before
and after WWII-- my father,
Howard Tedder, worked part-time for Pop Arnold at his
Esso service station. They
formed a friendship
that lasted many years. Pop's son, David ('65 of VA), and I started
first grade together at Briarfield
Elementary School then went on to NNHS
together. Now my son, Shaun Nunnally, works at the Virginia
Peninsula Regional Jail where David is head of personnel. Guess we have
come full circle! Shaun, who is
24 years old and has been at the jail over three years, was recently informed
by "Captain Arnold" that he
had been promoted to Corporal to take effect 1/1/05. We really are very proud
of our son!
Some of my remembrances growing up at 76 Sycamore were
the Pony League games; Magruder dances
in the summer; walking everywhere you wanted at night; Mr.
Manning's grocery at 19th and Buxton
delivering whatever Mama ordered and bring it to the back door; Jean Poole
(Burton - '64 of RI) as
my best friend; most mothers not working; taking the city bus downtown on
Saturdays; eating hot dogs
at "Little John's"; Washington Avenue
closing for parades; Jimmy Parker ('62 of VA) as a senior
with a red (I believe) convertible and being the "James Dean" of NNHS
-- every parent's nightmare (ha, ha);
eating lunch at The Dog House; changing my
dad's radio from county to WGH (he bought me my
for Christmas one year so I would leave his alone and now mine stays on
country) -- oh, how simple life was
back then!! What a great neighborhood and time to grow up in - how lucky we
I "retired" as a legal assistant to care for my mother
who is a complete invalid from a stroke four years ago.
The doctors told us in December 2000 that she would never make it out of the
hospital; when we brought her
home they said "no more that six months". Well, in four years we haven't had
so much as a bad cold,
bedsore, or any major episodes. I tell her almost that God is just not ready
for her yet, he has other plans
for her here on earth. However, after changing mother's bed, bathing her,
caring for bed pans and feedings
24/7 sometimes the highlight of my day is your newsletter. Keep up the great
for all your nice words and great old memories, Elizabeth! They brought
back many of my own.
One thing which
I did not remember rather surprised me, though. I never remember
Jimmy Parker's driving a red convertible. I
remember quite clearly his driving both his own 1952 Ford Custom and his
father's 1957 DeSoto coupe. I wasn't able to find exact
replicas of them online, but they looked very much like these two:
for the memories, Elizabeth! And Happy New Year to you and Milton!
From My # 2 Son, Brent
Harty (Hillsboro High School - IL - '90) of IL - 01/01/05:
Sculptures of Captains Clark and
Brent's Thumb with Captain Clark
Captain Lewis Sculpture
Attached are a few pics of busts of Captains Lewis &
Clark. Originally a sculpture proposal was given to the Lewis & Clark
Society of Hartford, IL (the closest club in proximity to the beginning of
the Corps of Discovery route in 1804 at Camp Wood,
IL). This was in Spring of 1996. At the time, I was nearing the end of my
degree program at Southern Illinois University
at Edwardsville. I received a BA degree in Art Studio with a focus in
The process with the Lewis & Clark Society, although
having received excitement from the club initially, bogged down for
various reasons, chief among them was my moving to Springfield, OR!
Upon arriving in Oregon (rather ironic, moving from
near the beginning of the Corps of Discovery route to the end of it as
I finished the bust of Lewis (originally I was making a 14" maquette in
hopes of a life sized monument of the captains) as well as
Clark. I had bids made on the cost of casting these pieces.
Currently, they are still in plasticene form (an oil
based clay used to sculpt the piece initially). Next steps to cast would
mold making, forming the wax duplicate, spruceing and venting the piece,
making the slurry based shell, burnout of the wax,
and finally casting the bronze. Then clean up and mounting would occur.
Needless to say, it is an in depth process!
Due to the fact that we recently moved back to
Illinois, I do not have directly at my disposal the exact bid from a foundry
in Roseburg, OR. It was a very good price in comparison to other foundry
bids that I received. Roughly, it would cost $1,000
for each figure. Since they are so small, he would have to cast 10 at a
time, so the price per piece was much less. But $2,500
or so would be required to cast both pieces.
I was told that for about the same price, I could have
these pieces blown up to life size busts. I'd have to sculpt final details,
the foundry would get the piece 95% done from these little busts!
I have since tried to contact the Hartford Society as
well as other clubs across the nation, but attempts have proved fruitless
at this point. Should anyone be interested in casting these pieces, or even
developing a commission for bust or full figure
sculptures, I would be very interested. Although I am heavily engaged with
my career with the Boy Scouts of America, and
of course and am dedicated to my family of wife and four children, I still
have a strong interest to sculpt figures. My ultimate
dream which I hope to fulfill is sculpting a life size monument of some
kind. I have always had an interest in history and hope
the piece to serve a sort of education for the public. I have various Armed
Services veteran sculptures in varied forms
of "sketched" ideas for example, and plan to resume seeking groups to fund
projects as I settle in a bit more here in coming
Let me know if I can answer questions of any kind
regarding these or other similar projects. bh
Arrowhead District Director
Chicago Area Council
Boy Scouts of America
1218 W. Adams St.
Chicago, IL 60607
(815) 715-3535 (m)
(312) 421-8800 ext 229
Thanks, Brent! My fair, objective, unbiased opinion as your mother is that
your sculptures are fabulous. Thanks for sharing
them with us! Happy New Year!
now when y'all are ready to commission life-sized statues of Albert Dorner
('66) of VA and Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA
for all their incredible efforts and successes in finding, saving, polishing,
restoring, preserving, photographing, cataloging, and
housing all those NNHS trophies, plaques, and artifacts, I can once again
nominate my son, Brent, to sculpt them for you.
Year! Y'all take care of each
other! TYPHOON FOREVER!
Love to all, Carol
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"I only have two
kinds of days: happy and hysterically happy."
Lead, Kindly Light
- Lyrics by John Henry Newman, 1833 and music by John B. Dykes, 1865.
Lead, kindly Light, amid th’encircling gloom,
Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home;
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now
Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!
So long Thy power hath blessed me, sure it will,
Will lead me on.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile!
Meantime, along the narrow rugged path,
Thyself hast trod,
Lead, Savior, lead me home in childlike faith,
Home to my God.
To rest forever after earthly strife
In the calm light of everlasting life.
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Downloadable Sheet Music (Craig Petrie's TTBB arrangement) available at
"Happy New Year"
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