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05/08/09 - NNHS Newsletter
Ricky Nelson's 69th Birthday

“Just believe in what you're doing, and keep doing it.”

 - Rick Nelson
(08 May 1940 - 31 Dec 1985)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

     Oh, goody - another birthday celebration!

BONUS #1 - - Ricky Nelson - Garden Party, 1972

BONUS #2 - - Ricky Nelson - Garden Party, 1985

BONUS #3 - - The Brothers Nelson (Matthew, Gunnar, and Sam, sons of Rick Nelson and Kristin Harmon) - Garden Party, 199_                           



   Happy Birthday today to   Frank Gibson ('63) of VA!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to   Patty Andrews Mays ('61) of VA!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

10 -    Mrs. Helen Shelton of VA AND Barbara Johnson Hansford ('57) AND My Cousin,     Clarke Booth (Wakefield HS - '57) of FL;

12 -  Lynn Walker Brothers ('65) of VA;

14 -     Johnnie Bateman ('70) of VA!

   Mrs. Shelton has no email, but take note of her NEW address and send her a card for her 92nd Birthday: 866 Denbigh Boulevard, #25, Newport News, VA 23608-4476

   Many Happy Returns to You All! 

    From Eric Huffstutler (Bethel HS - '75) of VA - 05/06/09 - "Pepper":

    Jean Poole Burton ('64 - of RI)...

You are probably right but I can't help but note color and texture changes of some things well familiar to me.  I was a Coke bottle baby and grew up drinking it.  When they came out with the "New" Coke and then slyly returned the original labeled as "Classic", I knew it was not the same.  Gone was the pungent bite it had and became too sweet.  Tootsie Rolls have also changed.  They use to be dark and more creamier texture full of rich chocolate flavor.  Now they seem pale and mealy textured.  Oh well, I will keep seeking out that elusive black pepper I remembered as a kid.
Guess it is like we seem to remember things differently as kids that don't have the same impact as adults.  When you are 3-feet tall everything seemed bigger and better.  When you are over 6-feet tall everything seems smaller (sometimes too small) and insignificant from what you remember.  Or how we just don't care as children about many things around us.  We played in the grass not worrying about ants and mosquitoes or anything else we may come across.  Now we take precautions to avoid those inconveniences.  All fall hand and hand. Ahhh.. the good old days!

   Thanks, Eric! I added your remarks here:

    From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 05/06/09 - "Things that are not the same...

NOTHING THAT CAME IN A GLASS BOTTLE TASTES THE SAME OUT OF A CAN...Ah those coca colas with the little ice crystals on top...on a hot summer day!  Candy bars were  A LOT BIGGER than they are now...also ice cream cones, my grandmother would send me to the store with a quarter and I would get us two Cokes and two candy bars and still come home with a nickel...which I was allowed to keep.  Real lemonade made with real lemons and sugar...porch swings...playing outside until dark...movies when there were only four theaters in town and they were all full on the weekends...people did not talk during the movie...if they did the usher would ask you to leave...movies were funny or sad but not dinners on Sunday following church...these are the things that I loved and miss...

   Thanks, Jean! I added your remarks here, too:

    From Eric Huffstutler (Bethel HS - '75) of VA - 05/06/09 - "Re: Things that are not the same...":

Hey Jean...  No truer words have been spoken!

My grandmother lived on Chestnut Avenue and there was a general grocery store down the street called Williams.  It had a deep chest soda cooler at the front door that had chilled water in it to keep the bottle drinks icy cold.  Nothing like a Chocolate Brownie soda on a hot summer day after riding on the handlebars of a bicycle to get there :-)

We have a porch swing at our house but doesn't seem the same.  As I mentioned, being smaller things looked and were bigger so a child of 6 years old could curl up on it and have a ride while a 52 year old man of 215 pounds and 6'4" can only get agitated after a few minutes of swinging.
Remember when people dressed up to even ride a bus downtown?  Women were in what today would be Sunday best including gloves to shop at a department store.  Now you have a bunch of casual dressed ... well, you get where I am going :-)
Even in the 70s I remember (but not often) going to the Newmarket rocking chair theater and staying all day for 50¢ or $1 - and by myself.  Other times were crouching down on the floorboard to hide from the teller at the drive-in so my parents wouldn't have to pay for me.  And enjoying the smells coming from that hypnotic neon island of light in the middle of nowhere.  Also the sounds of gravel beneath car tires and the movie echoing in the air.
And how about the Best Ever or Mister Softee trucks?  My stepfather drove a Best Ever for a while and you couldn't beat the REAL ice cream made with real heavy cream, packed in those little square half pint containers.  And the chocolate dipped soft serve cones from Mister Softee and the neon lights around the truck with its distinctive noise from the generator running.

Now I'm depressed :-)


   AWWW, I'm sorry, but thanks again, Eric! I added these remarks here as well:

      From Gloria Woolard Price (Hampton HS - '65) of FL - 05/06/09 - "     Miss Kanter (Hampton HS - '55 - of VA)":

Well, isn't that something.......a CRABBER co-sponsoring an Typhoon class!  I love it!!!  :)

   GIGGLES! Ain't life grand?!? Thanks, Gloria!

From - 05/06/09 - "Keep Going Despite Fear":

Overcoming Fear -Is Fear Keeping You from Achieving Your Dreams?
By Janann Krauel, Apr. 23, 2009


Who, at some point in his or her life, hasn’t been deathly afraid of doing something? Who hasn’t felt the heart-stopping, paralyzing agony of tackling something that looms as an insurmountable barrier?

I’ve been afraid of heights my whole life. My earliest memory of this dates back to third grade. My school’s third through sixth grade classrooms were on the second floor of an 1890’s era building in the Midwest with a basement that rose several feet above ground level. For an eight-year-old, those two-and-a-half stories seemed as high as the Empire State Building. Fire drills were done on a regular basis. The fire drill route from this classroom was down the two-and-a-half floors on a wrought iron fire escape on the outside of the building.

I still remember the terror I felt at the anticipation of taking that first step out the window onto the fire escape. I tried as hard as I could to not look down through the iron bars, but the fear of falling down the stairs forced me to look. My legs shook the entire way down, and by the time I reached the bottom, I could barely stand. Even worse was the climb back up when the fire drill was over. I was too shy to admit to anyone how afraid I was, so I suffered in silence, dreading the next drill. How happy I was when I graduated to the seventh grade and a classroom on the first floor.

Fear is a funny thing. In its best form, it keeps you safe by making you alert to danger. In its worst, it keeps you from doing things, sometimes very important things. Fear can cloud your judgment; enabling you to talk yourself out of anything you have a fear of by employing any number of seemingly rational and logical reasons. It’s kept me from roller coasters, parasailing, and any other such activity that has any chance of lifting me far off the ground.

But I’ve become convinced that fear will only keep you from doing things you don’t want to do badly enough to overcome the fear. In other words, if you find a reason to avoid doing something because you’re afraid, you don’t want to do it badly enough to work through the fear and do it anyway.

This “ah ha moment” came to me as I stood on top of the Pyramid of the Sun in Teotihuacán, Mexico. I’m a big history buff, and have always been interested in the Aztec, Inca and Maya cultures. While reading an article about the pyramids several years before, I told myself that if I ever went there, I would climb one of those dad-gum pyramids, no matter how high it was. My opportunity came a few years later when a friend organized a group tour to Mexico, and Teotihuacán was on the itinerary.

Finally there, I surveyed Teotihuacán, wondering which of the two large pyramids I would climb. I determined that if I were going to go through the combination of agony and exhilaration of climbing one, it would be the tallest – the Pyramid of the Sun – the third largest pyramid in the world at over 200 feet.

As I began the ascent, I thought back to that fire escape, my shaky legs and the internal torment I was sure to go through. Would I really be able to do it?

The Pyramid of the Sun is built in levels. At each level on the way up I could stop to catch my breath, renew my energy and stamina, and have time to encourage myself to go on. Each step up made my already-shaky legs even weaker. I found if I only looked up, I could make it from level to level with the least amount of agony.

When I finally stepped onto the top ledge, I felt a rare sense of accomplishment. I walked around the pyramid, taking in the view, recording the moment with my camera. I had really done it – climbed one of the tallest pyramids in the world and lived to tell about it. Even though I’d felt the fear in every step, I had wanted to do it badly enough that I continued anyway, no matter what.

Recalling my childhood fears and struggles, I wrote a children’s book about a baby robin that never learns to fly because of his fear of heights. In Flying Lessons, Robbie struggles to overcome the fear that keeps him from being the bird he was meant to be.

How many of us do this every day – let our fears keep us from being who we’re meant to be, or from achieving our dreams?

Tackling something so full of emotion is difficult to do all at once. Scaling a pyramid seems a daunting task when it’s viewed from the ground. Climbing it was easier when done level by level, one step at a time, with time to rest and reflect.

I learned to always look up. Never look down. The future is ahead, and looking back only makes you want to retreat to the comfort zone that kept you imprisoned for so long. It’s all right to be afraid. It makes the accomplishment that much sweeter. And if you slip, regain your footing and keep going.

As Robbie the robin learned, sometimes you have to take a few nosedives on the way to soaring. It’s a lesson for adults and children alike.

What’s your dream? Does your fear keep you from achieving it, or do you want it so badly you can charge ahead anyway in spite of it, step by step?

Author's Bio

Jan Krauel is the author of Flying Lessons ( With many more stories and articles in progress, she is also an intuitive writer, playwright, web designer and jewelry designer.

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  From Ron Miller ('59) of NC - 05/07/09 - "Conficker Virus":

Just when you thought you were safe.............!!! Most by now think that the Conficker Worm virus threat is over. 'Tain't so! It is in actuality just now starting to appear in more numbers.
There are 2 ways it can fool you: it loads spyware into your system, and does the following, or the virus itself is already in your system and also does the following:
It will use a pop-up to warn you that the Conficker virus has been detected on your computer, and offers fake antivirus software, called 'SpywareProtect2009' at a price of $49.95 to remove it safely. If you try to purchase it, your credit card information will be stolen, and even more malicious viuses will be downloaded.

If you encounter a pop-up like this, do not click on the pop-up at all - not even to close the box. If you click on the "X" in the upper right-hand corner to close it, it will start downloading the virus!! To remove the pop-up without infection, open your Task Manager (Ctrl+Alt+Delete), and end the task from your Browser (Explorer, Firefox, etc.). This normally will be the first on the list of several under the "Applications" tab of Windows Task Manager.
You should then immediately take additional precautions to ensure your computer is not already infected: make sure you have an up-to-date high-quality antivirus, with the latest AV file updates, and then run a full AV scan. Not all AV's will find it, so if your computer still is doing crazy stuff after a full scan, either take it to a pro to have it cleaned, or re-format the hard drive and start over.

   YIKESARONI! Thanks so much, Ronnie!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA -  05/07/09 - "The Golden Key":

   Thank you, Shari, this is very thought provoking! Well, actually, I think of many of these same things every day of my life, but then, everyone knows I'm weird.....


1. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, May 15, 16, and 17, 2009 - The Hampton High School Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Crowne Plaza Hotel. For details, see: - HAMPTON HIGH SCHOOL - CLASS OF 1964

2. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 4, 5 and 6 (Labor Day Weekend), 2009 - The Class of 1969 will hold its 40-Year Reunion at the Point Plaza Hotel, Newport News, VA. For details, see: and contact Jean Baker Howell at - OPEN TO ALL NNHS ALUMNI

3. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, September 18, 19, and 20, 2009 - The Warwick High School Class of 1959 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center, Newport News, VA. For details, contact

4. Friday and Saturday, October 9 and 10, 2009 - The Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion at the Newport News Marriott at City Center, 740 Town Center Drive, Newport News, VA 23606: For details, see: - CLASS OF 1964

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   Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!  We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                          Love to all, Carol





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Garden Party

- Words and Music by
Rick Nelson, 1972, inspired by his experience at a Madison Square Garden concert

I went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
A chance to share old memories and play our songs again
When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
No one recognized me, I didn't look the same

But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

People came from miles around, everyone was there
Yoko brought her walrus, there was magic in the air
'n' over in the corner, much to my surprise
Mr. Hughes hid in Dylan's shoes wearing his disguise


lott-in-dah-dah-dah, lot-in-dah-dah-dah

Played them all the old songs, thought that's why they came
No one heard the music, we didn't look the same
I said hello to "Mary Lou", she belongs to me
When I sang a song about a honky-tonk, it was time to leave


lot-dah-dah-dah (lot-dah-dah-dah)

Someone opened up a closet door and out stepped Johnny B. Goode
Playing guitar like a-ringin' a bell and lookin' like he should
If you gotta play at garden parties, I wish you a lotta luck
But if memories were all I sang, I rather drive a truck


lot-dah-dah-dah (lot-dah-dah-dah)

'n' it's all right now, learned my lesson well
You see, ya can't please everyone, so you got to please yourself

"Garden Party" midi courtesy of - 05/08/09

"Garden Party" lyrics (transcribed by Robin Hood) courtesy of - 05/08/09

First Image of Ricky Nelson courtesy of - 05/08/09

Second Image of Ricky Nelson courtesy of - 05/08/09

Animated Musical Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 05/08/09

Animated Tiny Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!

Bethel High School's Bruin clip art courtesy of Eric Huffstutler (Bethel HS - '75) of VA - 03/22/06 (replaced 02/23/09)
Thanks, Eric!

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05
Replaced courtesy o
f - 02/17/09

Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still missing...)
Thanks, Al!
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Thanks, Norm!

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