01/09/12 - NNHS Newsletter - Just One Look
“It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see.”
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
This Golden Oldie inexplicably seems never to have been used before as a Newsletter theme either.
BONUS #1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAqMKzWEgGI - Just One Look - Doris Troy, 1963
BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32VWELcZUMM - Just One Look - The Hollies, 1964
BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_da_nsmJvnY - Just One Look - Linda Ronstadt, @ 1978
|"Just One Look" was a hit single co-written and sung by
Doris Troy in 1963. The song peaked at #10 in the U.S. singles
Details vary as to how the single came to be released on Atlantic Records. According to the book Billboard Book of One-Hit Wonders, James Brown saw Troy performing in a nightclub (under her then-stage name Doris Payne), and introduced her to Atlantic. According to a more recent and detailed story in Soulful Divas, Payne recorded a studio demo of the song and took it to Sue Records first, but their lack of response led her to offer it to Jerry Wexler at Atlantic, where the label released the demo unchanged.
"Just One Look" became a UK hit via a version by the Hollies which reached #2 in the spring of 1964. Although not a major US hit in its original release, the Hollies' "Just One Look" marked the first appearance of the Hollies on the Billboard Hot 100 at #98 and a US re-issue in 1967 saw the Hollies' "Just One Look" rise as high as #44. The Beatle tribute band, "The Buggs", also recorded an obscure version (retitled "Soho Mash") on their 1964 Coronet album, "The Beetle Beat".
Anne Murray remade "Just One Look" for her 1974 Love Song album and the track was issued as a single that October to become a minor Billboard Hot 100 entry at #86. Linda Ronstadt remade "Just One Look" for her 1978 Living in the USA album; issued as the album's third single in February 1979, the track just fell short of the Top 40 with a #44 peak.
Other versions of "Just One Look" are those by Lynda Carter, Faith Hope and Charity (#38 UK January 1976), Mark Farner, Lulu, Harry Nilsson on his 1976 album …That's the Way It Is and Klaus Nomi on his 1982 album Simple Man.
Troy's version was featured in a 1997 television commercial for Pepsi starring Cindy Crawford that aired during Super Bowl XXXI. Her version was also heard on DTV Disney set to The Wind in the Willows segment of The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad.
THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday tomorrow to Peggy Taylor Hudson ('57) AND Bob Parrish ('68) of VA!
Happy Birthday this week to:
11 - My Brother-in-Law, the late Miles Nowitzky (Granby HS - '50) (d. 07 May 2005) AND Frances Goodson Wang ('65) of MD AND Ron Haney ('65) of VA AND Ron Smith ('65) of VA AND Barbara Dye Hensley ('69) of VA;
15 - Skippy Weitz ('57) AND Mary Markiewich Hux ('67) of VA;
16 - Johanne Coates Richardson ('57) AND Steve Kiger ('66) of VA!
|Many Happy Returns to You All!|
THIS DAY IN WWII:
January 09, 1941
flight of the
January 09, 1941 -The Greek Triton (Y-5) sank the Italian submarine Neghelli in Otranto.
THIS DAY IN 1962:
|Tuesday, January 09, 1962 - Apparently, nothing noteworthy occurred this day...|
NEWS FLASH #1:
From Me ('65) of NC - 01/09/12, 11:14 AM:
My #2 son, Brent Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '90) of TXjust called me from New England to tell me he was safe on American soil and heading home to Texas from his year's deployment in the Badlands!
|Thank you for the wonderful surprise call (not to mention your service!), Brent - WELCOME HOME!|
NEWS FLASH #2:
From Ruth Ann Reece Horace ('67) of FL - 01/08/12, 11:24 PM - "New Granddaughter":
|Dear Family and Friends,
Attached are some pictures
of our new little granddaughter, Kylie Ann Dryden. The first is with
daughter Kimmy and her husband Chris.
|Saturday, January 7, 12:59 PM||Saturday, January 7, 12:59 PM||Saturday, January 7, 7:19 PM||Saturday, January 7, 7:20 PM|
She was born at Ft. Carson Hospital, Jan 7. and was 20" long and 7 pounds. She has Nana wrapped around her little finger already. We are so blessed. Thanks to all for your prayers.
Harry and Ruth.
Oh, what a beautiful little bright-eyed baby girl - and such long, silky hair! Thanks so much for sharing these, Ruthie! Love and prayers to all concerned!
From Harry Covert ('57) of MD - 01/08/12 - "GROWING UP CUBAN: HERE & THERE":
|GROWING UP CUBAN: HERE &
Posted: 07 Jan 2012 07:35 PM PST
(Editor’s Note: This is the first of a series recounting the heavy price paid by families as a result of Fidel Castro’s successful revolution on the Caribbean island of Cuba. Today, Jan. 8, 2012, is the 53rd anniversary of Castro and his revolutionaries entering Havana in victory.)
By Nick Diaz
JANUARY 1, 1959. On this date, at 2 A.M., Cuban Dictator Fulgencio Batista boarded a plane that took him, his family, and close associates from his palace in Havana, to Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic.
This left the door open for Guerilla leader Fidel Castro to take over power a week later in the island nation where I was born and raised. I had just turned 11. I remember it well.
Two years later, my mother, Idania Diaz, and I arrived on these shores, a couple of $100 bills and some of her jewelry stashed in our clothing. How could I forget?
This time of year arouses sad memories. Imagine leaving your native land for foreign shores, different customs, language, and heritage. We Cubans did just that; we survived and eventually prevailed.
I am proud to be a Cuban, just as I am proud to be an American.
Often I am asked whether I consider myself Cuban-American, Cuban, or American. Do I consider myself a refugee, even after 51 years of residence and citizenship in the U.S. of A.?
Fidel Castro and fellow Revolutionary leader Camilo Cienfuegos enter the capital city of Havana, Cuba, Jan. 8, 1959.
It took years for me to realize why these questions bothered me. It is the false assumption that one’s identity can be neatly packaged, with one being either this or that. This compares to asking whether one’s tongue is for speaking or for tasting.
I realize that most natural-born Americans have spent their lives in a single culture. It must be hard to imagine how it feels to be an immigrant. We found out it is difficult to absorb cultures other than the one a person is born into.
BEING AN IMMIGRANT in the United States is not “either/or,” but a “both/and” proposition. My feeling is that no one ceases to be part of the culture from which they come, save for infants who are adopted and taken to another country. Immigrants add layers to their identity, other “selves.” Depending on age, personality, and circumstances, these layers or “selves” assume different configurations in each individual.
I try to deal with this complexity each day, considering one’s identity is fluid in exile and that there are times when the different “selves” converge or collide. Immigrants know first-hand that the “I” or “me” is not simple or uniform; it is, rather, a riotous mess.
So, I admit to having a complex identity.
Of course, I am an American. Of course, I am Cuban. Of course, I’m Cuban-American. I am also Spanish and European. My maternal grandmother and her family were immigrants from Spain. She–my parents and other relatives– always reminded me that I was not really Cuban, but a displaced European with various identities.
They explained that my grandmother’s folks were Catalan. My father’s side is indescribable. I surmise that because their Cuban roots date to the 17th century they may have been Jewish conversos, or perhaps Gallegos, or Basques, who knows.
This may partly explain my keen interest in European history and culture. The fact that I married the daughter of a Swedish immigrant takes me to Europe, which oddly feels like home, while at the same time, like double exile. Who knows whether a couple evil Norsemen, in search of pillage and plunder, may have settled in Iberia in the 10th century? Maybe I have Viking blood in me, as well.
I am still a refugee and will continue to be one until “Castrolandia” ceases to exist. My parents and I came to the United States to escape a nightmarish existence. As long as my place of birth remains enslaved by an oppressive totalitarian regime and the nightmare continues, I will not return; therefore I will remain a refugee.
Island of Cuba, 179 miles from Little Havana, Miami, Fla. (Rand-McNally New Millennium)
I AM REMINDED of my “refugee” status especially when asked about difficulties I encountered upon arrival. Getting rid of my accent was one challenge. It is more pronounced when I’m tired and/or have had enough to drink. It is repressed, nevertheless it remains. On the other hand, I take pride when American-born acquaintances exhibit surprise when they learn I’m Cuban born and reared.
We exiles also face ignorance about my homeland, including outrageous stereotypes about Cuba, pre- and post-Castro.
I object when Cubans are viewed as products of an inferior culture. I encountered this in my school textbooks, which were filled with incorrect and biased information and form the basis for misinformation drummed into young minds.
Many Americans harbor prejudice because of limited and misinformed exposure to the complex Hispanic world. There appears to be a lack of awareness that an artificial category–’Hispanic”–has been created and is a gross distortion of reality.
Those who should know better often interpret the term “Hispanic” as a race, indicating that all “Hispanics” are more or less the same. There are 18 Spanish-speaking countries in Latin America, each with its own ethnic mixture and culture. There also is one European country with Spanish is the official language, but in which other languages are also spoken.
My anger and disappointment rage when I see a document or news item indicating that “Hispanic” is a “race.” It is a reminder of a high school friend’s mother, who expressed her prejudice when she met me.
“Oh, but you look just like all the other boys,” she said, exhibiting a sigh of relief.
That is just one especially poignant incident. I’ve lost count of the times I’ve been told that I don’t look like a Cuban. I’ve encountered similar comments from Northern Europeans as well.
I will have more on Tuesday and Thursday. Join me then.–©Nick Diaz 2012
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This commentary was published in its original form Dec. 22, 2011 at www.thetentacle.com and is used with permission of the author and The Octopus, LLC.
You may contact Mr. Diaz at email@example.com
(Nick Diaz was born and reared in Havana, Cuba. He is a mathematics teacher at St. John Regional Catholic School in Frederick, Md. A graduate of the University of Dayton (Ohio), Mr. Diaz was retired in 2003 after 30 years with Frederick County (Md.) Public Schools. He is a member of the Board of Trustees of Frederick Community College, for which he served as chairman in 2011. He and his wife Marianne reside near Middletown, Md.)
WOWZERS! Thank you so much, Harry - and Nick!
From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 01/07/12, 6:29 PM - "Anchor Help":
I am looking for a photo of Arnette Stinson, who worked in the NNHS library before 1961. Do not know if she was a NNHS alum.
Perhaps her photo appears in the Faculty/Staff section of a pre-1961 Anchor.
I remember Miss Stinson
very well. Her portrait
appears on page 31 of the 1961 Anchor. She has a B.S. from
Madison College, and in addition to to being an assistant librarian,
also taught English. I recorded in that yearbook her marriage on
Saturday, September 10, 1966 to George Thomas King, Jr. in
Montrose Baptist Church in Richmond - which might strongly imply that
she's a Richmond gal herself.
http://nnhs65.com/libra-Stinson.html - brand new page!
And while I'm at it.....
http://nnhs65.com/staff-Weaver.html - brand new page!
And left over from when I was moving back to North Carolina from Illinois and had just packed up my Anchors the day before....
Jean Weaver Overman - Class of 1954 - http://nnhs65.com/05-21-11-NNHS-Jean-Weaver-Overman.html - completely redone!
From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 01/08/12 - "Visit from a Friend":
HAD A FRIEND VISIT THIS MORNING.
HE ARRIVED EARLY, SAT DOWN WITH ME AND CHATTED FOR A WHILE ABOUT HOW THINGS WERE CURRENTLY GOING FOR ME IN MY LIFE.
AFTER VERY CAREFULLY AND COMPASSIONATELY LISTENING TO ALL THAT I HAD TO SAY, HE STOOD UP, WALKED OVER TO ME, LEANED OVER AND GENTLY HELD ME FOR AWHILE.
THEN, AFTER REASSURING ME NOT TO WORRY, THAT EVERYTHING WOULD WORK OUT FOR ME AND BE JUST FINE, HE ASKED ME IF I KNEW OF ANYONE ELSE THAT COULD USE A VISIT FROM HIM.
I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF YOU, MY FRIEND.
I GAVE HIM YOUR NAME AND HE KNEW WHERE YOU LIVED. HE GAVE ME ANOTHER REASSURING HUG, THANKED ME AND I WALKED WITH HIM TO MY FRONT DOOR. HE TOLD ME THAT HE WAS ON HIS WAY TO YOUR PLACE.
When He gets to your PC, escort Him to the next stop. Please don't allow Him to sleep on your PC. The message He is carrying is very important.
I asked Him to bless you and yours with peace, happiness and abundance.
Say a prayer and then pass Him on to bless others as I sent him on to bless you. Our assignment is to spread love, respect and kindness throughout the world.
Have a blessed day and touch somebody's life today as hopefully I have touched your life.
He's walking around the world via e-mail!!
Please pass it on so He can get there....
Thank you so much, Norris Sweetie!
From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 01/08/12 - "The Apron Just Like Grandma Had!":
|...We have forgotten the
practice of using aprons, haven't we? It is amazing how much we forget,
put aside in the closets of time, and wait for future generations to
revive after we mess everything up... I don't envision women running out
to buy or make aprons though, do you? For that matter, I doubt if most
men would urge their wives to use an apron. Society knows best, and they
forget all the rest!
...I remember Grandma's apron, and I remember, and will always remember Grandma; she was, and is the symbol of love in our family. Too bad it isn't so in the world of today.
Homemade pies are so much
more memorable because the anticipation was enhanced by the delicious
smell emanating from the cooling pie, and you knew that you were loved
when Grandma went out of her way to bake your favorite pie. Grandma used
the best ingredients, and never lied about those ingredients in order to
make a couple extra dollars, and above all, we did not wonder if the
pies were safe for us to eat. We didn't even think of that, because we
knew that Grandma wouldn't think of taking a short cut which might
endanger our lives simply to make a cheaper pie. Progress? What is
progress when compared to love, and what is love when compared to
"choosing the right?" Makes you wonder, doesn't it?
Thanks for the memories, Dools!
From Joan Dinwiddie Smith ('63) of VA -01/08/12 - "Old Newport News":
seen this you tube of Newport News?
Be sure to look at some of the other slides after looking at the Newport News one. Many of Buckroe Beach, etc.
good ol' days in Newport News, Va. - great memories
Thanks, Joan! I get a big kick out of this video every time I see it! Many of those pictures I scanned myself - and at least six of the images were captured by our own Wizard of Wonderment, Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA, specifically for use on Our Old Stomping Grounds! There's even a shot I myself took back in 1963 while I was still in high school!
The video was created
Bill Sasser (Hampton HS - '61) of VA. We've had it linked to Our Old
Stomping Grounds for some time now:
From Eva Ellis Madagan ('61) of FL - 12/20/11 - "Clever Ideas to Make Life Easier (#18 in a Series of 24)":
these ideas are really good.
Microwave your own popcorn in a plain brown paper bag. Much healthier and cheaper than the packet stuff.
EXCELLENT! Thank you so much, Eva - I do love clever tips!
From http://www.ajokeaday.com - 01/08/12:
DATES TO REMEMBER:
1.Thursday, February 2, 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. 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.
3. Saturday, April 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 firstname.lastname@example.org or call him at 757-595-0716 so they have a head count.
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 email@example.com
http://www.nnhs65.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 10/22/11
http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 03/13/11
Y'all take good care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always HaveBuckroe!
Love to all, Carol
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Just One Look
Co-written by Gregory Carroll, 1963
Co-written and recorded by Doris Troy (06 Jan 1937 – 16 Feb 2004), 1963
Recorded by The Hollies, 1964
Recorded by Linda Ronstadt (b. 15 July 1946), 1978
Just one look and I fell so hard
In love with you, oh-oh, oh-oh
I found out how good it feels
To have your love, oh-oh, oh-oh
Say you will, will be mine
Forever and always, oh-oh, oh-oh
Just one look and I knew
That you were my only one
Oh oh-oh oh!
I thought I was dreamin' but I was wrong, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, but-a, I'm gonna keep on schemin'
Till I can a-make you, make you my own!
So you see, I really care
Without you I'm nothin', oh-oh, oh-oh
Just one look and I know
I'll get you someday, oh-oh, oh-oh
Just one look, that's all it took
Just one look, that's all it took
Just one look, that's all it took
"Just One Look" midi courtesy of http://www.garyrog.50megs.com/midi2.html - 01/14/12 (sic)
"Just One Look" lyrics courtesy of http://www.lyricstime.com/doris-troy-just-one-look-lyrics.html - 01/14/12 (sic)
Look Image courtesy of http://rkb-lbc-09.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-dont-see-listen-dont-hear.html - 01/14/12 (sic)
Flashing Red Hearts Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.wtv-zone.com/nevr2l82/bars12.htm - 08/17/05
Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06
Animated Army Flag clip art courtesy of http://www.angelfire.com/ny4/KevsGifsGalore/Patriotic.html - 06/18/03
Hillsboro High School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of
Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Animated Yehaa Typhoon
clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 08/18/05
Animated Big Hugs Smiley clip art courtesy of Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Animated Kissing Smiley clip art
courtesy of my friend, Judy Bundy Bowermaster (Litchfield HS, IL - '59), of IL - 09/19/08
Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of
Replaced courtesy of http://www.hamptonhigh1964.com - 02/17/09
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