From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA -
02/18/08 - "BEACON - 29 MAR 63":
Articles are attached.
Friday, March 29, 1963
Friday, March 29, 1963
Friday, March 29, 1963
Friday, March 29, 1963
David Braitsch, Wayne
Gilman, John Gillikin, and Eugene Groshong (all '63) complied
a total of the most points
in the "Typhoon Bowl."
Presented to 15
Ginny Morton ('62) Studies
at Christopher Newport
Barbara Fritsche ('63)
I looked at all the
articles surrounding the photo of
Barbara Fritsche (Barnes - '63 - of VA) and could find no mention of her.
I can only surmise that it was an “homage” (French pronunciation, please).
Thanks, Brown Eyes!
enjoying these so much!
And I'm more than happy to offer an "Homage" to Barbara anytime!
From Jim Dossett ('66) of FL -
02/18/08 - "Stranger
on the Shore":
I, as many of you, have some wonderful
memories of being part of the null
Marching Senior Band - and some that aren't so wonderful. I
was in senior band for only my 9th and 10th grade years. Carol, your latest
news letter has brought to mind a memory associated with "Stranger
on the Shore".
It was after either the '62 Williamsburg Christmas parade or the '63
Winchester parade. After the parade, as you will remember, everyone had to
load their instruments into the luggage compartment of the Greyhound-type
buses the band always used for travel. In this one case however a honor was
bestowed, or at least that is the way I remember , as I was saying -a honor
was bestowed on the first chair clarinet player to bring his/her instrument
on the bus. It was dark, there was the usual joking and horse-play followed
by an unplanned, unrehearsed quiet pause as the day, what we had once again
accomplished sank in. Gradually, during that lull there were the soft,
beautiful notes of "Stranger" flowing from mid-way the bus. It was the most
beautiful rendition I have ever heard. Everyone, I mean everyone - the
obnoxious percussion section, the boisterous brass --- everyone was
reverently silent. It was at that moment that I realized that I was part of
a wonderful, very special group that had no equal. I've said it before - at
that time I didn't like JP and he didn't like me - but my God, Mr.
Wilson made us produce music like no other HS band on the east
coast, and for that I thank him.
That bus ride has always been a very special memory to me - now will someone
that was part of the Winchester Incomparable All-around Band please tell me
that you too remember that moment and perhaps the name of the person
Carol, thanks for hanging in there and keeping the TYPHOON alive.
thanks so much, Jim!
I deliberately held your note back for one
day, hoping this memory would clarify itself somewhat in my mind. I
definitely can recall the beautiful tones of that clarinet, but I can't
really remember who the gifted musician was playing it.
If I had to guess,
(Donald) Wayne Gilman ('63 - of IN) could most surely have done it, and
I'm reasonably certain that he was the first chair clarinetist, but then I
also think it would not have been beyond the talents of a couple of others.
We always had three
Greyhound buses on those band trips. I cannot recall who drove the third
bus, but one was driven by Bob Smith, father of the late
Robert Smith ('65).
Another (I think it was known as Bus #2) was driven by Mr. Young.
I believe the percussion section members always elected to ride in this
bus. I know I did, and I know
Buster Vest ('63 - of VA),
Kenny Lipscomb ('63 - of VA), and the late
Rose Woodard ('65)
did. When the
percussionists were not regaling us with, um, interesting songs,
Kenny would often conduct us in "pah-pah-pah-pah-ing" our various parts,
thus rehearsing and entertaining us at the same time. And at given
intervals throughout any and all trips, Buster could be heard doing his
impersonation of an incident on the bus from a past year: "Mr. Young.
Mr. Young, I'm sick. Blahttt!" This was a phrase I
diligently taught each of my seven children (as any good mother would!)
to provide humor whenever anyone was sick. A very useful phrase, that,
and they all know it to this day.
I just cannot quite
remember. It's but another of my fragmented memories, so think we'll
turn this question over to the class, Jim.
From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of
VA - 02/19/08 - "Nuts":
On the outskirts of a small
town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day,
two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight,
and began dividing the nuts.
"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. Several
dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought
he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure
enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around
the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
"Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the
Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."
The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the
boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for
The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth. Let's see if we
can see the Lord."
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see
anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence
tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.
At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those
nuts by the fence and we'll be done."
They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on
WILD GIGGLES! Thanks, Joyce!
From Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 02/19/08 - "VIRGINIA":
Things I have learned living in
1. A possum is a flat animal that sleeps in the middle of the road
2. There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 of them live in Virginia
3. There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 of them live in Virginia, plus
a couple no one's seen before
4. If it grows, it'll stick ya. If it crawls, it'll bite cha.
5."Onced" and "Twiced" are words
6. It is not a shopping cart, it is a buggy.
7. "Jaw-P?" means "Did y'all go to the bathroom?" (I have personal experience
with this one. The kids returned from the rest-stop and this is what my wife
8.People actually grow and eat okra.
9. "Fixinto" is one word.
10. There is no such thing as "lunch". There is only dinner and then there is
11. Iced tea is appropriate for all meals and you start drinking it when you're
two. We do like a little tea with our sugar
12. "Backwards and forwards" means "I know everything about you."
13. The word "Jeet" is actually a phrase meaning "Did you eat?"
14. You don't have to wear a watch because it doesn't matter what time it is.
You work until you're done or it's too dark to see.
15. You don't PUSH buttons, you MASH them.
16. "No. Jew?" is a common response to the question "Did you bring any beer?".
YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM VIRGINIA IF:
1. You measure distance in minutes.
2. You've ever had to switch from heat to A/C in the same day.
3. All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain,
insect or animal.
4. You know what a "DAWG" is.
5. You carry jumper cables in your car .. For your OWN car.
6. You only own five spices: salt, pepper, Texas Pete, Tabasco and Ketchup.
7. The local papers cover national and international news on one page,but
require 6 pages for local gossip and motorsports.
8. You think that the first day of deer season is a national holiday.
9. You find 100 degrees Fahrenheit "a bit warm".
10. You know all four seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, Still Summer and
11. Going to Wal-Mart is a favorite past time known as "goin' Wal-Martin" or
"off to Wally World" or off to "Wal-Mart's".
12. You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good chicken stew
13. Fried catfish is the other white meat.
14. We don't need no dang driver's ed. If our mama says we can drive, we can
15. You understand these jokes and forward them to your Virginia friends (and
those who just wish they were).
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
These are priceless!
From Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH - 02/19/08 - "Re:
02/19/08 - The Battle of Iwo
Jima Plus 63 Years":
Ballad of Ira Hayes:
Thank you so much, Domi!
Having rather reluctantly become
a Johnny Cash fan many years ago, I must say this tragic song ran through my
head more than once yesterday.
had not realized until yesterday, though, that
Ira Hayes was only 32 years old when he died.
By the way, if
you've not yet seen Clint Eastwood's 2006 production, Letters from Iwo Jimo, I
heartily recommend it:
From Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC - 02/20/08:
I hope you and your family are doing well. I haven't looked at
for awhile...I've been extremely busy
since Thanksgiving...so I'm sorry to say I don't know what has been happening
with you. But I do want to ask you to change my email address to
hopefully I will find time to do a little catching up! Please and thank you!
Take care and God bless you all.
Donna Price Devers '66
Thanks, Donna! I've changed your addy both
on my mailing list and on the Contact Page for the Class of 1966:
your burdens will become lighter and your free time more plentiful!
From the Head Flagtwirler of 1965,
McCain Rose of VA - 02/20/08
I am VERY concerned about your symptoms.....your shortness of
THESE ARE SERIOUS SYMPTOMS NOT TO BE TAKEN
You may have blood clots or blocked arteries and
you should be checked IMMEDIATELY!!!!!! My weakness and no energy
preceded my pulmonary embolisms attack....and the way the clots hit BOTH
my lungs should have killed me. The doctors told me "it just wasn't my
time to die".....
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE get yourself to the emergency
room and let them do some tests......THIS IS SERIOUS!!!!!!!......
love as always....Janice
Yes. Well. That's interesting, Janice, and I do
deeply appreciate your concern, but the doctors here in North Carolina do
not have a "we'll bill you later" policy; it's strictly pay as you go. With
no medical insurance at the moment, I cannot even see a physician, much less
rush over to the emergency room. I'm not being stubborn; it's just not one
of my options.
I rather suspect
congestive heart failure, as it runs in the family anyway, so until I'm able
to resolve that insurance problem, I'll just try to rest AND exercise more
(does that seem paradoxical to anyone but me??), and do as they did in the
olden days - wait, watch and see.
And should Heavenly
Father call my name, well then, who am I to counsel the Lord?
"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean
not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he
shall direct thy paths."
"Wherefore, brethren, seek not to counsel the Lord,
but to take counsel from his hand. For behold, ye yourselves know that he
counseleth in wisdom, and in justice, and in great mercy, over all his
Jacob 4: 10
Lady - really!
alphabetically, but not necessarily complete):
Jerry Allen ('65) of VA -
begins radiation for cancer - 02/20/08
My Friend Judy of IL - shoulder
replacement surgery - 04/22/08