01/14/12 - NNHS Newsletter - It's Always You
most important things are the hardest to say,
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
It should come as no surprise to anyone that Frank's been singing to me again. There seems to be no midi file for this 1940 classic, so just let him sing to you, too.
BONUS - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzFQo32493Y - It's Always You - Frank Sinatra
THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday tomorrow to Skippy Weitz ('57) AND Mary Markiewich Hux ('67) of VA!
Happy Birthday this week to:
16 - Johanne Coates Richardson ('57) AND Steve Kiger ('66) of VA;
17 - Chuck Anspach ('60) of NC;
18 - Eileen Rash Vaught ('57) AND F.A. Saunders (Hampton HS - '64) of VA;
21 - Carol Collier Sparrow ('63) of VA!
Many Happy Returns to You All!
YESTERDAY IN WWII:
January 13, 1942 - In London, representatives of nine German-occupied countries met to announce that all people found guilty of war crimes would be punished after the war ended.
January 13, 1942 - First use of aircraft
ejection seat by a
pilot in a
Heinkel He 280 jet fighter.
January 13, 1992 - Japan apologized for forcing tens of thousands of Korean women into sexual slavery (Comfort women) for Japanese soldiers during World War II.
THIS DAY IN WWII:
January 14, 1942 - The U.S. and Great Britain agreed to have the
British Chiefs of Staff and the U.S. Joint Chiefs work together to advise their
leaders on military policy during the war.
January 14, 1942 - U.S. President Roosevelt issued an order that required all aliens to register with the government.
January 14, 1943 -
Operation Ke, the successful
operation to evacuate their forces from
Guadalcanal campaign, began.
January 14, 1943 - Franklin D. Roosevelt became the first President of the United States to travel via airplane while in office when he traveled from Miami, Florida to Morocco to meet with Winston Churchill.
January 14, 1943 - Prime Minister Winston Churchill and President Franklin D. Roosevelt met in Casablanca, Morocco (Casablanca Conference), to discuss strategy and study the next phase of the war. This event was the first time an American president left American soil during wartime.
YESTERDAY IN 1962:
|Saturday, January 13, 1962 - Country music singer-songwriter Trace Adkins was born in Springhill, Louisiana.|
THIS DAY IN 1962:
|Sunday, January 14, 1962 - Politician Michael McCaul was born a fourth generation Texan in Dallas, Texas.|
From Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC - 01/13/12:
Gotcha! Thanks, Donna! Would you like it published?
From Nancy Winall ('70) of VA - 01/13/12 - "I have a new Yahoo! email address":
wanted to let you know that I have a brand new
Yahoo! email address: firstname.lastname@example.org. Please
update your address book and send me emails at this
new address from now on. Thanks!
I have yours switched, too, Nancy - thanks! Would you like yours kept private or published?
From Harry Covert ('57) of MD - 01/12/12 - "CUBAN PRIDE & PREJUDICE: ‘To Tell the Truth….’":
|CUBAN PRIDE & PREJUDICE:
‘To Tell the Truth….’
Posted: 11 Jan 2012 08:41 PM PST
By Nick Diaz
I mentioned in Tuesday’s edition of this discourse how a good number of natural-born Americans are unaware of the nationality-based differences among “Hispanics.” In addition, many well-meaning Americans have little or no idea what events have been taking place in Cuba and the rest of Latin America in the past 50 years.
All of this, however, is a minor irritation when compared to the painful torture that comes when those of us who are Cuban exiles meet Americans, Canadians, Australians and Europeans who admire the Castro brothers and their so-called Revolution. They lecture us about the achievements of that murderous, soul-crushing regime from which we fled.
Again, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve had to confront this general lack of awareness, which almost always includes hostility toward me, personally. Those who praise the Revolution tend to see me and all other Cuban exiles as “oppressors,” who were justly driven out – “selfish bastards” who simply didn’t want to share their possessions with the poor.
The guiding principle undergirding such prejudice has been identified as ”Social Justice,” a loose concept that refers to the redistribution of wealth in Third World countries, which are all imagined as being equally corrupt and poor and as peopled by non-whites.
This misguided concept of “justice” is itself derived from a host of other prejudices, including that which I like to call the “Mussolini Principle” – to the assumption that underdeveloped or inferior nations need strong leaders and draconian measures in order to function properly.
So, just as Fascist Italian dictator Benito Mussolini was constantly praised in Europe and North America for making the trains run on time in unruly, darker-skinned Italy, so are Fidel Castro and his henchmen praised for “finally” bringing health care and education to the even unrulier and darker-skinned Cuban people.
The chief assumption behind that praise, of course, is that such people are essentially different, and inherently incapable of enjoying the same kinds of rights and freedoms as more advanced light-skinned Europeans and Americans.
Cuban born actress Maria Conchita Alonso recently challenged actor Sean Penn on his pro-Castro activism. She answered his off-color description of her, calling him "a Communist a******!"
Another wrong assumption that guides such thinking is that Cuba was a Third World country before Fidel came along and “improved” it.
The real truth is just the opposite: On many accounts, Cuba was on par or ahead of many European countries in 1958 and ahead of most other Latin American nations. Nothing proves this more convincingly than the fact that between 1900 and 1958, more than one million Europeans immigrated to Cuba seeking a better life. Between 1959 and today, more than two million Cubans have fled the island, while no one, from anywhere, has migrated to Cuba.
I remember the noticeable number of Chinese people in Cuba, many of whom migrated to the island in the 1930’s. Other migrants included Eastern European Jews, Swedes, Germans, and Spaniards. After both world wars, migration to Cuba increased in earnest.
Twelve years ago, at a parent-teacher conference, the father of one of my students introduced himself as Cuban. “Cuban?” With a surname like “Kapelina?” I learned his family emigrated from Yugoslavia to Cuba in the late 1940s; chased out of Croatia by Marshal Tito, then chased out of Cuba by Fidel Castro. Sadly, some people seem to be chronic refugees.
THIS GLORIFICATION OF CASTROLANDIA is pervasive; oddly enough, the higher one goes in the American social scale, the more one is likely to encounter it.
It is absolutely impossible to escape this in my profession. Most people involved in American education, at all levels – though bright and well educated – are predisposed to champion the “Mussolini Principle” unflinchingly and unquestioningly when it comes to Cuba and Latin America in general.
Take the case of Dr. Carlos Eire, author of “Waiting for Snow in Havana” (Ed: banned in Cuba), and “Waiting to Die in Miami.” Some years ago the University of Wisconsin revoked a previously made speaking invitation to Dr. Eire, who is Riggs Professor of History and Religious Studies at Yale University.
The University of Wisconsin had offered the engagement earlier because – as the dis-invitation email put it – Dr. Eire would represent “the unjust oppression of the Cuban people by the exile community.”
Among the many ways in which we Cuban exiles encounter such prejudice and blatant ignorance, none is more constantly irritating than that of seeing the face of Che Guevara emblazoned on T-shirts and all sorts of merchandise.
Castro's chief executioner Ernesto (Che) Guevara, idolized by the Left as freedom fighter, is popular T-shirt image.
Che was Castrolandia’s chief executioner, the very embodiment of ruthless slaughter, the exact opposite of the idealistic hero so many people take him to be. Yet, I and other Cuban exiles constantly run into these bitter reminders of the world’s foolishness, and of the prejudices which allow falsehoods to endure and eventually become myths.
The depth and breadth of such ignorance is staggering and very troubling to me and other exiles, who personally experienced the evils of Castrolandia. I believe the whole world, and not just for Cuban exiles like me, is in trouble when falsehoods become accepted as historical fact and psychopaths like Che Guevara are turned into saints and pop icons, for then we are all one step closer to George Orwell’s “1984,” –or already in it.
EVEN AS A CHILD IN MY NATIVE LAND, I remember having the desire to come to the United States of America, not as a temporary tourist, but on an extended basis.
I was eager to experience everything, not just something in particular. The United States projected itself into my consciousness through its films, television shows, comics, and toys. It was the “real” world, where nearly everything important took place.
In my early childhood years, up to 1959, I was aware of the fact that the U.S. was more stable than Cuba; there was no cretin like Fulgencio Batista running the country; and no need for violent revolution north of the Florida Straits.
After President Batista left and Fidel made everything worse, the USA began to look even better to me. As repression increased under Fidel in 1960 and as his policies drove Cuba into the Stone Age – economically, intellectually, and technologically – the U.S. became even more of a Utopia in my eyes. So, of course, I longed to go, not just experience it, but live in it at least for a while.
Little did I know then that, more than a half-century later, I was destined to live here for the rest of my life. Looking back, it couldn’t have turned out any better. Life in the USA has been good.
Natural-born Americans, please love and appreciate our country the way it deserves to be loved and appreciated.–©Nick Diaz 2012; and www.thecovertletter.com .
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(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.)
This appeared in its original form Jan. 10, 2011 at www.thetentacle.com and is used with permission of the author and The Octopus, LLC.
The Covert Letter is indebted to Mr. Diaz for his insightful series and we trust it meets our goal to offer ”Anecdote, Fact and Essay.” You may contact Mr. Diaz at Gssuzukiguy2004@yahoo.com
WOWZERS! Thank you so very much, Harry - and Nick!
From Joan Lauterbach Krause ('60) of VA - 01/12/12 - "How's This For Nostalgia?":
Maybe you have seen this before, but sometimes it’s nice to revisit. Enjoy.
Something I noticed – may not be true. Look just about everyone is slim. Fast foods were still in the future. Everyone still ate home cooked ‘scratch’ food. Interesting.
That is an interesting observation, Joan! Thanks for this selection! It's one of our faves - so much so that we've had it posted on our site for some time now:
From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA - 01/12/12 - "Keep Your Fork...":
Keep Your Fork
And over and over he smiled.
I really like this, Bill! Thank you so much!
From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 01/13/12 - "Friday":
Dear Advice Lady,
I have never written to you before, but I really need your advice. I have suspected for some time now that my wife has been cheating on me. The usual signs... phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up.
My wife has been going out with 'the girls' a lot recently although when I ask their names she always says, 'just some friends from work, you don’t know them.' I always try to stay awake to look out for her coming home, but I usually fall asleep. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn’t want to know the truth, but last night she went out again and I decided to really check on her.
Around midnight, I decided to hide in the garage behind my golf clubs so I could get a good view of the whole street when she arrived home from a night out with 'the girls'. It was at that moment, while crouching behind my golf club bag, that I noticed that the graphite shaft on my #3 driver appeared to have a hairline crack right by the club head.
Is this something I can fix myself or should I take it back to the golf shop where I bought it? Your prompt reply to this important matter will be greatly appreciated.
Thanks in advance,
*-------------- Guaranteed to Roll Your Eyes --------------*
To get his mind off his losing streak at the racetrack, I took my friend horseback riding. Being a novice, he freaked when his mount took off.
"How do I stop?" he yelled.
"Bet on it!" I hollered back.
Quote of the Day:
Movement is a medicine for creating change in a person's physical, emotional, and mental states.
- Carol Welch, Author
Don't throw away old rice, use it this way! Spread leftover rice on a cookie sheet and set in a low-temp oven until completely dry. Then place in a resealable plastic bad, store in the freezer, and you've got a cold pack to help easy any aches and pains.
The 25% of India's population with the highest IQ is bigger than the total population of the U.S.
India has more honors students than the U.S. has students period.
Several years ago I noticed something strange: people seemed to be smiling at me more often. During my young adult years people had never smiled at me that much. Most of the people I saw seemed to have grim, tense faces. They would look at me for only a second or avert their eyes altogether. Sometimes they would nod or say "hi" but more often said nothing at all.
All that seemed to change, though, as I got older. For some surprising reason people were suddenly greeting me with a warm smile when I passed them. Their eyes seemed to sparkle when they said, "hello" and many times they would even stop to chat happily with me for a few minutes. At first I didn’t know what to make of this. Had the whole world suddenly gotten kinder without telling me? Had the hearts and souls of everyone I met suddenly grown more loving and joyful for some reason?
Then one day when I was walking alone in a store the answer came to me. I was thinking to myself of how much God loved me and of all the blessings I had been given in this life. At that moment I walked by a display of mirrors and saw that I had the happiest expression on my face. I had been smiling without even knowing it. Then suddenly I realized that I was the one who had changed. I had grown so much in love, joy, and oneness with God. And it was the light shining from my own soul that others were reflecting back to me.
We are all mirrors in this life. We all reflect each other’s love. We all share each other’s light. We all help each other to become the image of God that we were meant to be. May you always mirror every bit of goodness, kindness, and joy that you see in this world. May your own soul always shine bright as well. And may you make your whole life here a reflection of the light of Heaven and the love of God.
~ Joseph J. Mazzella ~
Thanks so much, Shari!
From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA - 01/13/12 - "Fun luv'n Dog":
It gets better as it goes along. If I told you you would not believe it. WHEE!!!
From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 01/13/12 - "9 months later":
|Jack decided to go skiing with
his buddy, Bob.
So they loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.
They pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.
'I realize its terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently widowed,' she explained. 'I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.'
'Don't worry,' Jack said . 'We'll be happy to sleep in the barn, and if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light.'
The lady agreed, and the two men
found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.
From Eva Ellis Madagan ('61) of FL - 12/20/11 - "Clever Ideas to Make Life Easier (#22 in a Series of 24)":
these ideas are really good.
Freeze Aloe Vera in ice-cube trays for soothing sunburn relief.
EXCELLENT! Thank you so much, Eva - I do love clever tips (I'd label these carefully, though!)!
From http://www.ajokeaday.com - 01/13/12:
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 email@example.com 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 firstname.lastname@example.org
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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It's Always You
Lyrics by Johnny Burke (03 Oct 1908 — 25 Feb 1964)
Music by Jimmy Van Heusen (26 Jan 1913 - 06 Feb 1990)
Frank Sinatra (12
Dec 1915 – 14 May 1998) with the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra, 1940
Whenever it's early twilight
I watch 'til a star breaks through
Funny, it's not a star I see
It's always you
Whenever I roam through roses
And lately I often do
Funny, it's not a rose I touch
It's always you
If a breeze, caresses me
It's really you strolling by
If I hear, a melody
It's merely the way you sigh
Wherever you are you're near me
You dare me to be untrue
Funny, each time I fall in love
It's always you
Always You" lyrics courtesy
of http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/It%27s-Always-You-lyrics-Frank-Sinatra/D5CBCFC1338F70524825691F000A615F - 01/18/12 (sic)
"Always You" Image courtesy of http://whenyouloveme.tumblr.com/page/18 - 01/18/12 (sic)
Beauty Multi-Flower Divider Line clip art courtesy of - well, I cannot seem to locate that information at the moment.....
Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of
Replaced courtesy of http://www.hamptonhigh1964.com - 02/17/09
Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06
Dancing Snoopy courtesy of Billy Turner ('65) of TX - 11/26/08
Thanks, Billy Turner!
Cats courtesy of Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 12/10/11
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