01/30/10 - NNHS Newsletter
“The most precious possession that ever
comes to a man
Josiah G. Holland
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
We first used this golden oldie four years ago today:
BONUS - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPaUaFEXpaI - Baby, I'm Yours - Barbara Lewis, 1965
From Dave Arnold ('65) of VA - 01/29/10 - "Announcement":
I’m pleased to announce the Class of 1965 Reunion Committee has been activated again. We’re a little behind the curve in getting started but we have determined a date, and ask your assistance in getting the information out to the Typhoon Nation. The 45-Year reunion will be conducted on Friday and Saturday, October 15 and 16, 2010, at the Point Plaza Hotel in Newport News. Point Plaza is the same location where we held the 40-Year reunion in 2005.
Sarah Puckett Kressaty and George Konstant are in the process of working with the hotel staff on the arrangements. We should have things finalized shortly in order that we may provide additional information regarding plans and lodging information. Stay tuned for further developments.
so much, Dave!
I'll carry the announcement in each Newsletter from now until then, and I placed the announcement on the main page of the site with the other reunion announcements in a light blue field:
Happy Birthday today to Charlie Phillips ('65) of TN!
Happy Birthday tomorrow to Lynn Stewart Schroeder ('71) of NC!
Happy Birthday this week to:
03 - Maynard Thweatt ('57);
05 - The late Dickie Krause ('57) (deceased - 12/27/99) AND Charles Braslow ('65) of the Virgin Islands AND Mark Hutcherson ('66) of VA;
Many Happy Returns to you all!
THIS DAY IN WWII:
Adolf Hitler was sworn in as
Chancellor of Germany.
January 30, 1943 - Second day of the Battle of Rennell Island. The USS Chicago (CA-29) was sunk and a U.S. destroyer was heavily damaged by Japanese torpedoes.
January 30, 1944 - United States troops landed on Majuro.
January 30, 1945 - The Wilhelm Gustloff, overfilled with refugees, sank in the Baltic Sea after being torpedoed by a Soviet submarine, leading to the deadliest known maritime disaster, killing approximately 9,000 people.
January 30, 1945 - Raid at Cabanatuan: 126 American Rangers and Filipino resistance liberated 500 prisoners from the Cabanatuan POW camp.
January 30, 1945 - Hitler gave his last ever public address, a radio address on the 12th anniversary of his coming to power. (A subsequent address on February 24 was not read by Hitler.)
THIS DAY IN 1965:
Saturday, January 30, 1965 - Model and actress
was born in
From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 01/27/10 and 01/29/10 - "Hi from RI":
If you are wondering about where I have been, I fell coming downstairs in my house on January 7 and crushed my tibial plateau, broke my fibula as well, underwent three and a half hours of surgery, now have hardware permanently in my left leg, went to a wonderful rehab center for two and a half weeks, and returned home on Monday. I have great friends and my husband who are taking good care of me and us. They are bringing food, spending time, cleaning, and everything we need is being taken care of. It is very humbling to be totally helpless and that is where I was...little by little I am recovering. I can hop with the walker to all necessary places and I also use the wheelchair when I want to rest and ride. I cannot bear weight on that leg for three months so I am going to write a book...there were a few very funny things that happened to me while in rehab, one of which was that the hairdryer blew up (no, it did not start a fire...) The week before I fell I told one of my good friends that I would love to have a long rest...be careful what you ask for!
My grandmother always said that very
thing! Take care of yourself! At least it sounds as though you may have
a hidden silver lining there.....
From My Friend, Judy Bundy Bowermaster (Litchfield HS, IL - '59) of IL - 01/29/10 - "Absolutely Stunning 360 degree photography":
This just blows my mind! AND Dr. Odin has a new machine that will take 3-D pics of the eye and let him see EVERYTHING, top, middle, inside and outer layers! It's fantastic.
Absolutely Stunning 360 degree photography
Click on all three.
Look all the way up and all the way down, to the right and to the left.
Use your mouse to move around. How do they do this kind of photography?
Look at all three of these pictures.
WOWZERS! I don't know, but thanks, Jude!
From Joan Lauterbach Krause ('60) of VA - 01/29/10 - "The Stamp ..............Please read....... Well worth reading and doing":
Please read the following story and see the instructions at the end! Thank You.
most elementary schools, it was typical to have a parade of students in and
out of the health clinic throughout the day... We dispensed ice for bumps
and bruises, Band-Aids for cuts, and liberal doses of sympathy and hugs. As
principal, my office was right next door to the clinic, so I often dropped
in to lend a hand and help out with the hugs. I knew that for some kids,
mine might be the only one they got all day.
One morning I was putting a Band-Aid on a little girl's scraped knee. Her blonde hair was matted, and I noticed that she was shivering in her thin little sleeveless blouse. I found her a warm sweatshirt and helped her pull it on. "Thanks for taking care of me," she whispered as she climbed into my lap and snuggled up against me.
It wasn't long after that when I ran across an unfamiliar lump under my arm. Cancer, an aggressively spreading kind, had already invaded thirteen of my lymph nodes. I pondered whether or not to tell the students about my diagnosis. The word breast seemed so hard to say out loud to them, and the word cancer seemed so frightening. When it became evident that the children were going to find out one way or another, either the straight scoop from me or possibly a garbled version from someone else, I decided to tell them myself.
It wasn't easy to get the words out, but the empathy and concern I saw in their faces as I explained it to them told me I had made the right decision. When I gave them a chance to ask questions, they mostly wanted to know how they could help.
I told them that what I would like best would be their letters, pictures, and prayers.
I stood by the gym door as the children solemnly filed out. My little blonde friend darted out of line and threw herself into my arms. Then she stepped back to look up into my face. "Don't be afraid, Dr. Perry," she said earnestly, "I know you'll be back because now it's our turn to take care of you."
No one could have ever done a better job. The kids sent me off to my first chemotherapy session with a hilarious book of nausea remedies that they had written.
A video of every class in the school singing get-well songs accompanied me to the next chemotherapy appointment.
By the third visit, the nurses were waiting at the door to find out what I would bring next. It was a delicate music box that played "I Will Always Love You.."
Even when I went into isolation at the hospital for a bone marrow transplant, the letters and pictures kept coming until they covered every wall of my room.
Then the kids traced their hands onto colored paper, cut them out and glued them together to make a freestanding rainbow of helping hands. "I feel like I've stepped into Disneyland every time I walk into this room," my doctor laughed.
That was even before the six-foot apple blossom tree arrived adorned with messages written on paper apples from the students and teachers. What healing comfort I found in being surrounded by these tokens of their caring.
At long last I was well enough to return to work. As I headed up the road to the school, I was suddenly overcome by doubts. What if the kids have forgotten all about me? I wondered, What if they don't want a skinny bald principal? What if.
I caught sight of the school marquee as I rounded the bend. "Welcome Back, Dr. Perry," it read. As I drew closer, everywhere I looked were pink ribbons - ribbons in the windows, tied on the doorknobs, even up in the trees. The children and staff wore pink ribbons, too.
My blonde buddy was first in line to greet me. "You're back, Dr. Perry, you're back!" she called. "See, I told you we'd take care of you!"
As I hugged her tight, in the back of my mind I faintly heard my music box playing . . . "I will always love you."
Subject: Breast Cancer Stamp Booklet
It would be wonderful if
were the year a cure
for breast cancer was found!!!!
..... The notion that we could raise $35 million by buying a book of stamps is powerful! As you may be aware, the US Postal Service has the "Fund the Cure" stamp to help fund breast cancer research. The stamp was designed by Ethel Kessler of Bethesda, Maryland. It is important that we take a stand against this disease that affects so many of our Mothers, Sisters, Friends, Coworkers, and Spouses of Coworkers.
Instead of the normal 44 cents for a stamp, this one costs 55 cents. The additional 11 cents will go to breast cancer research A "normal" book costs $8.80. This one is only $11.00. It takes a few minutes in line at the Post Office and means so much. If all stamps are sold, it will raise an additional $35,000,000 for this vital research. Just as important as the money is our support. What a statement it would make if the stamp outsold the lottery this week. What a statement it would make that we care.
I urge you to do two things TODAY:
1. Go out and purchase some of these stamps.
2. E-mail your friends to do the same.
Many of us know women and their families whose lives are turned upside-down by breast cancer. It takes so little to do so much in this drive.
Thanks so much, Joan!
From Jane Chambers of VA - 07/01/09 - "CNC BOOK BROCHURE & AD":
Contact Dr. Chambers at firstname.lastname@example.org.
FINALLY:From ArcaMax Jokes - 01/29/09:
Mother was having a hard time getting her son to go to school in the morning.
"Nobody in school likes me," he complained. "The teachers don't like me, the kids don't like me, the superintendent wants to transfer me, the bus drivers hate me, the school board wants me to drop out, and the custodians have it in for me. I don't want to go to school."
"But you have to go to school," said his mother sternly. "You're healthy, you have a lot to learn, you have something to offer others, you are a leader. And besides, you are 45 years old and you are the 'Principal'."
DATES TO REMEMBER:
1. Friday, February 12, 2010, 6:00 PM - The NN/Hampton Breakfast Bunch will hold their Annual Valentine's Dinner at the Hampton Yacht Club. Those interested can call Mickey Marcella at (757) 249-3800.
2. Friday and Saturday, August 6 and 7, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1970 will hold its 40-Year Reunion. Saturday night will be at the Kiln Creek Golf & Country Club. For details, contact Carol Comer Cutler at email@example.com or visit the reunion website at NNHS1970Reunion.myevent.com - CLASS OF 1970
3. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, August 6, 7, and 8, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1960 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center. For details, contact Karen Weinstein Witte at firstname.lastname@example.org - CLASS OF 1960
4. Friday and Saturday, October 15 and 16, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1965 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Point Plaza Hotel, 950 J. Clyde Morris Boulevard, Newport News, VA 23601. For details, contact Dave Arnold at email@example.com.
http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 01/08/09
http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 08/04/09
Y'all take good care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe!
Love to all, Carol
NNHS CLASS OF '65 WEB SITE:
PERSONAL WEB SITE: http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/cluckmeat
Baby, I'm Yours
Written by Van McCoy
Recorded by Barbara Lewis, 1965
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the stars fall from the sky-y-y-y-y
Yours (yours) until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I di-i-ie
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shi-i-i-i-ines
Yours (yours) until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothin' in the world can drive me away
Every day you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until two and two is three-ee-ee-ee-ee
Yours (yours) until the mountain crumbles to the sea
In other words, until eternity
Baby, I'm yours
Till the stars fall from the sky
Baby, I'm yours
Till the rivers all run dry
Baby, I'm yours
Till the poets run out of rhyme
"Baby, I'm Yours" midi courtesy of
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 01/01/06
"Baby, I'm Yours" lyrics courtesy of
also at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 01/01/06
Thanks again, Dave!
"Hello, I'm Yours" Image courtesy of http://www.polyvore.com/hello_im_yours_name_tag/thing?id=11721044 - 02/01/10 (sic)
Divider Line 151 clip art courtesy of http://www.angelfire.com/tx5/tx5280/lines4.html - 02/01/10 (sic)
Air Force Seal clip art courtesy of http://www1.va.gov/opa/feature/celebrate/milsongs.htm - 07/07/06
Animated Tiny Birthday Cake clip art courtesy ofSarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 08/31/05
Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al
Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still missing...)
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Animated Military Flag clip art courtesy of http://www.angelfire.com/ny4/KevsGifsGalore/Patriotic.html - 06/18/03
Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06
Litchfield High School's Purple Panther Paw Print courtesy of http://www.litchfield.k12.il.us/ - 06/23/07
Valentines clip art
courtesy of John London (Warwick HS - '57) of VA - 10/09/09
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