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07/08/09 - NNHS Newsletter - Roses Are Red (My Love)

“Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.”

- Oscar Levant
(27 Dec 1906 – 14 Aug 1972)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

   I was rather surprised to find we'd never used this song before.

BONUS - - Roses Are Red (My Love) - Bobby Vinton, 1962


  Happy Birthday today to  the late Adrienne Price Cox ('57) (deceased 08/20/06) AND    Eva Ellis Madagan ('61) of FL!

  Happy Birthday this week to:

11 - Bobby Maddy ('57);

   Plaxo informed me on 07/04/09 that the 11th would also be     Aretie Gallins Patterson's ('59 - of TN) birthday, but the last time they informed me of an upcoming birthday, it was a Big Fat Whopper, so if you could confirm or deny, Aretie, that would be lovely!

13 - James Stidham ('57)!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!

        From My #2 Son, Brent Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '90) of TX - 07/07/09 - "Cornbread and WWII Posters":

I like southern cornbread myself. The Yankee Cornbread almost tastes like cake (although it is good - but would it taste even better with say a lemon glaze on it?!)  Cornbread should not be so sweet in my opinion.  Southern cornbread with real cole slaw (no sugar & very little sour cream and such) along with maybe some beans and then of course, some good beef or chicken...tough to beat that dish!  Except my body has a nasty habit to instantly turn bread products - especially those with high starches - into fat.  So I don't eat cornbread or beans often.... sometimes the sacrifices one makes are indeed high being in the US Army!!  :)

(RE: Posting of WWII Posters on Newsletters) - Oh good...they are great reminders of the American spirit. And that the true American stands ready to fight (or support the fight) to defend the peace they, alone by righteousness and Providence, enjoy. I think therein is the sum of why many Americans think that peace comes in the absence of Armed Forces. They are not reverent or righteous...

But regardless - God Bless America!

Brent Harty
"You may be whatever you resolve to be."  General Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson

   Thanks, Brent! I prefer the southern cornbread myself, for the very reasons you mentioned. That's the version I always made while we lived in North Carolina (it seemed like the only right and proper thing to do), but your brothers here in Illinois do not seem to share that opinion with us.
   And if I haven't said it lately, I deeply appreciate all the sacrifices you and your family are making!

    From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 07/06/09 - "How old is Grandma???":

Are we on fast forward or what?

Be sure to read the whole thing right to the end!!!!

How old is Grandma??? 

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end -- it will blow you away.

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.

The Grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill.

There was no radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens.

Man had not invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers, and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and man hadn't yet walked on the moon.

Your Grandfather and I got married first-and then lived together.

Every family had a father and a mother.

Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, 'Sir'- and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir.'

We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense.

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk.

The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of.

We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.

And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 but who could afford one?

Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.

In my day:

"grass" was mowed,

"coke" was a cold drink,

"pot" was something your mother cooked in and

"rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby.

"Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office,

" chip" meant a piece of wood,

"hardware" was found in a hardware store and

"software" wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am?

I bet you have this old lady in are in for a shock!

Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.

This Woman would be only 62 years old!

   Thanks, Glenn! As this item originated in 2005, I updated "Grandma's" age:;f=82;t=000982;p=0

   And in the same vein.....

    From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 07/06/09 - "THE YEAR 1909":

Show this to your children and/or grandchildren:


This will boggle your mind, I know it did mine!

The year is 1909. One hundred years ago.
What a difference a century makes!
Here are some statistics for the Year 1909:

************ ********* ********* ******

The average life expectancy was 47 years.

Only 14 percent of the homes had a bathtub.

Only 8 percent of the homes had a telephone.

There were only 8,000 cars and only 144 miles of paved roads.

The maximum speed limit in most cities was 10 mph.

The tallest structure in the world was the Eiffel Tower.

The average wage in 1909 was 22 cents per hour.

The average worker made between $200 and $400 per year.

A competent accountant could expect to earn $2000 per year, a dentist $2,500 per year, a veterinarian between $1,500 and $4,000 per year, and a mechanical engineer about $5,000 per year.

More than 95 percent of all births took place at HOME.

Ninety percent of all doctors had NO COLLEGE EDUCATION!

Instead, they attended so-called medical schools, many of which were condemned in the press AND the government as 'substandard. '

Sugar cost four cents a pound.

Eggs were fourteen cents a dozen.

Coffee was fifteen cents a pound.

Most women only washed their hair once a month, and used borax or egg yolks for shampoo.

Canada passed a law that prohibited poor people from entering into their country for any reason.

Five leading causes of death were:

1. Pneumonia and influenza
2. Tuberculosis
3. Diarrhea
4. Heart disease
5. Stroke

The American flag had 45 stars.

The population of Las Vegas, Nevada, was only 30!!!!

Crossword puzzles, canned beer, and ice tea hadn't been invented yet.

There was no Mother's Day or Father's Day. (Hallmark was probably not around.)

Two out of every 10 adults couldn't read or write.

Only 6 percent of all Americans had graduated from high school.

Marijuana, heroin, and morphine were all available over the counter at the local corner drugstores. Back then pharmacists said, "Heroin clears the complexion, gives buoyancy to the mind, regulates the stomach and bowels, and is, in fact, a perfect guardian of health."

Eighteen percent of households had at least one full-time servant or domestic help.

There were about 230 reported murders in the ENTIRE U.S.A. !

   WOWZERS!!! Thanks again, Glenn!

   From Mark Hutcherson ('66) of VA - 07/07/09 - "SINATRA--VERY CLEVER":

This is funny.

Turn on the sound.......... 
Click on below link and wait for video to open--not necessary to sign in:

   What a hoot! Thanks so much, Mark!

    From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 07/07/09 - "You got it, too...":

An unemployed man is desperate to support his family of a wife and three kids. He applies for a janitor's job at a large firm and easily passes an aptitude test.

The human resources manager tells him, "You will be hired at minimum wage of $5.35 an hour. Let me have your e-mail address so that we can get you in the loop. Our system will automatically e-mail you all the forms and advise you when to start and where to report on your first day."

Taken aback, the man protests that he is poor and has neither a computer nor an e-mail address.

To this the manager replies, "You must understand that to a company like ours that means that you virtually do not exist. Without an e-mail address you can hardly expect to be employed by a high-tech firm. Good day."

Stunned, the man leaves. Not knowing where to turn and having $10 in his wallet, he walks past a farmers' market and sees a stand selling 25 lb. crates of beautiful red tomatoes. He buys a crate, carries it to a busy corner and displays the tomatoes. In less than 2 hours he sells all the tomatoes and makes 100% profit. Repeating the process several times more that day, he ends up with almost $100 and arrives home that night with several bags of groceries for his family.

During the night he decides to repeat the tomato business the next day. By the20end of the week he is getting up early every day and working into the night. He multiplies his profits quickly.

Early in the second week he acquires a cart to transport several boxes of tomatoes at a time, but before a month is up he sells the cart to buy a broken-down pickup truck.

At the end of a year he owns three old trucks. His two sons have left their neighborhood gangs to help him with the tomato business, his wife is buying the tomatoes, and his daughter is taking night courses at the community college so she can keep books for him.

By the end of the second year he has a dozen very nice used trucks and employs fifteen previously unemployed people, all selling tomatoes. He continues to work hard.

Time passes and at the end of the fifth year he owns a fleet of nice trucks and a warehouse that his wife supervises, plus two tomato farms that the boys manage. The tomato company's payroll has put hundreds of homeless and jobless people to work. His daughter reports that the business grossed over one million dollars.

Planning for the future, he decides to buy some life insurance. Consulting with an insurance adviser, he picks an insurance plan to fit his new circumstances.

Then the adviser asks him for his e-mail address in order to send the final documents electronically. When the man replies that he doesn't have time to mess with a computer and has no e-mail address, the insurance man is stunned.

"What, you don't have e-mail? No computer? No Internet? Just think where you would be today if you'd had all of that five years ago!"

"Ha!" snorts the man. "If I'd had e-mail five years ago, I would be sweeping floors at Microsoft and making $5.35 an hour"

Which brings us to the moral of the story:

Since you got this story by e-mail, you're probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.

Sadly, I received it also.

   Gotta love it! Thanks once more, Glenn!

      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 07/07/09 - "Mom's Tip Money":

Mom, your face is red and you look hot," he said.

"It happens. I'm ironing, after all." I smiled.

"Don't you want a fan or something, Mom?" he asked.

"No, it has been fairly cool. I'll be done soon," I said, taking a drink of water from a nearby glass, removing some ice and cooling off my skin a bit.

He looked around at the clean, crisp clothes and, with a smile, left the room. An hour later when I had completed my task and was checking the freezer for something I could whip up for dinner, my son came back into the room.

"Mom, leave this right here on top of the dryer. I made this for you."

I saw an old shoe box which had paper glued to it and a picture of someone ironing. Inside the box were a dollar bill and a couple of quarters, and next to the picture, it read "Mom's Tip Money." I looked at the artwork and my son's face and realized how much he appreciated the little things I did―things that we often think go unnoticed or taken for granted. He had decided that my work was worthy of tip money and initiated a plan to make that happen. The box remained on the dryer until we moved a few years later.

During the days that followed, the kids gladly contributed dollars, quarters and spare change, and my hubby threw in some bills to round things off. It had always been a clear understanding that Mom had dibs on any money found in jeans, pants pockets or shirts, and anywhere else it tended to collect. But this box meant the world to me, not because of the change, but because it reminded me how much they all appreciated the small, everyday things I did.

Recently, when our son came to visit us in South Carolina, I did a few loads of laundry and washed his clothes. Our laundry room is very small now, and we no longer live in an area with large basements. After he left, I was striping the bedding and starting on some more laundry when my eyes caught sight of something on the dryer. It was a small piece of notepaper with a couple of dollars and some change on top. My eyes grew moist as I remembered a summer day over fifteen years before. His note was a reminder of that very special time. It read, simply, "Mom's Tip Money."

   What a sweet story! Thank you, Shari!

From Jokes - 07/07/09:

Fun Pool Activities

- Stand on top of the high board and say you won't come down until your demands are met.

- Tell the lifeguards that they aren't doing their jobs because you have seen at least 15 people kind of almost drown today.

- Ask people if they have seen your pet shark.

- Sit in the baby pool and play with the toys.

- Take a flutter board and pretend you can't swim.

- Hit strangers with your flutter board.

- Ask an attractive lifeguard to practice CPR on you.

- Sit in front of a water jet, make moaning sounds and say, "Oh yeah.. oooh that feels soooo good.."

- Sit on the top of the water slide and don't move.

- Swim near someone and go "Shoot! I knew I shouldn't have had so much lemonade before I came here."

- Insist that you saw a monster at the bottom of the pool.

- Pretend to drown and then when someone tries to help you, say "HA HA, fooled you!"

        From My #2 Son, Brent Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '90) of TX - 07/02/09 - "WW II posters :~ (#4 in a Series of 18)":

Thought you might like bh

  Some old fashioned  Patriotism.

I wonder whatever happened to this kind of thinking in America. I got a lump in my throat when I read this..  I "grew up" thinking: patriotism, it is the AMERICAN  way!  I am glad to see that somebody saved these. The statement at the end says it all!


These were our parents. What in God's name have we let happen to our Country? We were taught these values and then we let them die .....  I guess we are the last generation to see, or even remember anything like these? Whatever happened? Political correctness (or "re-education") happened, lack of God's name happened, lack of personal responsibility happened, lack of personal integrity and honesty happened, lack of respect and loyalty to our country happened, lack of being an American happened.

Brent Harty
"You may be whatever you resolve to be."  General Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson

   Oh, I DO like them! Thanks so much, Brent!


1.   From Jane Chambers of VA - 07/01/09 - "CNC BOOK BROCHURE & AD":

Attached is the two-sided brochure.... It has an order form on it. All former CNC students (whether or not they got a degree from CNC) can get the $5 alumni discount if they order the book with this form. They will need to write on the order form "alumni discount" and put $24.95 in the blank beside $29.95. They will have to pay S&H also and (if in Virginia) 5% Sales Tax.
Attached also is an ad we ran in the Daily Press, which lists places where the book can be bought in the Tidewater area. Except for the CNU bookstore, there is no discount price for these copies. However, buyers can get signed copies at all of these places EXCEPT the CNU Bookstore, which did not want signed copies.  Signed means signed by all 3 authors: Chambers, Hubbard, and Wood.

   Contact Dr. Chambers at

   Thanks, Jane!

2.        From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 07/02/09 - "NNHS 64/45 REUNION PAGE UPDATES":


Attention all 1964 TYPHOONS:

If we have a current mailing address for you, then your 45th Reunion package was mailed to you on 23 June. In it you will find a letter detailing our plans for the reunion, a reservation form to be completed and returned to us no later than 1 September, and an input form for the 2009 Edition of the Old Rusty Anchor.

If you do not receive this package (or put it aside and misplace it - - yes, it happens), then you may find these same documents available to you on the NNHS web site at this address:

These documents are in Adobe PDF format. If you do not have the free Adobe Reader, you may download and install it from this address:

You may print out the forms, fill them in, and mail them to us WITH YOUR CHECK.

We look forward to seeing you at the Newport News Marriott City Center on October 9th and 10th … and at The Chamberlin for Sunday brunch.

Best wishes from your Class of 1964 45-Year Reunion Committee.

   Thank you, Captain!


1. 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

2. 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 - WHS CLASS OF 1959

3. Friday and Saturday, October 9 and 10, 2009 - The Class of 1964 will hold its 45-Year Reunion - For details, see: - CLASS OF 1964

4. Friday and Saturday, August 6 and 7, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1970 will hold its 40-Year Reunion. Friday night they will all meet at RJ's; Saturday night will be at the Kiln Creek Golf & Country Club. For details, contact Carol Comer Cutler at - CLASS OF 1970

5. 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  kwitte@tampabay, - CLASS OF 1960

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 07/08/09

BLOG: - updated 01/09/09

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

                          Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty

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Roses Are Red (My Love)

- Composed by Al Byron and Paul Evans

Bobby Vinton, 1962)
(b. 16 Apr 1935)

Roses are red, my love ... doo doo da doooo ...

A long, long time ago
On graduation day
You handed me your book
I signed this way:

"Roses are red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
But not as sweet as you."

We dated through high school.
And when the big day came,
I wrote into your book,
next to my name:

"Roses are red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
But not as sweet as you."

Then I went far away
And you found someone new
I read your letter dear
And I wrote back to you:

"Roses are red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
But luck may god bless you."

Is that your little girl?
She looks a lot like you.
Someday some boy will write
in her book, too.

"Roses are red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
But not as sweet as you."

 "Roses Are Red (My Love)" midi courtesy of - 07/06/09

"Roses Are Red (My Love)" lyrics courtesy of - 07/07/09

Image of Red Rose Remembrance courtesy of - 07/04/07

Red Heart and Roses Divider Line clip art courtesy of - um, I don't really know where - 03/13/06

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

Hillsboro High School's Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

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!

Animated Big Hugs Smiley clip art courtesy of Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 06/19/09
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!

Animated Kissing Smiley clip art courtesy of my friend, Judy, of IL - 09/19/08
Thanks, Judy!

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of - 05/29/06

Rose Heart Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 03/13/06

Top and Bottom Roses Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 05/09/08

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