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07/22/14 - NNHS Newsletter
Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag

“Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love,
a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.”

- Mother Teresa
(26 Aug 1910 - 05 Sept 1997)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

                  My mama (the late Maxine Frix Buckley - John Marshall HS - '25) (19 May 1908 - 15 Feb 1999) used to sing this old WWI song  to       my sister (Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky - '59 - of NC) and me often to teach us a valuable lesson about bearing our burdens gracefully.  It still comes readily to my mind whenever I need to refresh that thought.

BONUS #1 - Up Your Troubles 

BONUS #2 - Pack Up Your Troubles - Spike Jones, 1942

BONUS #3 - Pack Up Your Troubles - The Andrews Sisters and Dick Haymes


"Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit-Bag, and Smile, Smile, Smile" is the full name of a World War I marching song, published in 1915 in London. It was written by George Henry Powell under the pseudonym of "George Asaf", and set to music by his brother Felix Powell.[1] A play presented by the National Theatre recounts how these music hall stars rescued the song from their rejects pile and re-scored it to win a wartime competition for a marching song.[2] It became very popular, boosting British morale despite the horrors of that war. It was one of a large number of music hall songs aimed at maintaining morale, recruiting for the forces, or defending Britain's war aims


   Happy Birthday today to Jerry Saunders ('57)  AND    Bryce Bartel (Brighton High, UT - '04) of UT!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to  Newell Blayton ('57) AND  Bettie Bracey Gosner ('57)!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

25 - Janey Roane Harper ('57);

26 -       My Sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC AND     Bill Roady ('60) of VA AND Joyce Williams Nettles ('63) of VA;

27 - Raymond Ellenson ('63) AND Harry Horace (Crystal River HS, FL - '65) of FL AND My Granddaughter (by My Children of Other Parents),      Katelyn Mansfield of TX!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!


July 22, 1942 - The United States government began compulsory civilian gasoline rationing due to the wartime demands.

July 22, 1942 - Holocaust: the systematic deportation of Jews from the Warsaw Ghetto began.

July 22, 1943 - Allied forces led by Gen. George S. Patton captured the Italian city of Palermo.

July 22, 1944 - The Polish Committee of National Liberation published its manifesto, starting the period of Communist rule in Poland


Wednesday, July 22, 1964 - Actor Adam Godley was born in Amersham, Buckinghamshire, England.

Wednesday, July 22, 1964 - Actress and dancer Bonnie Langford (Mel Bush in the BBC series Doctor Who) was born Bonita Melody Lysette Langford in Hampton Court, Surrey, England.

Wednesday, July 22, 1964 - Actor, producer, and screenwriter John Leguizamo was born John Alberto Leguizamo in Bogotá, Colombia.

Wednesday, July 22, 1964 - Actor and comedian David Spade was born David Wayne Spade in Birmingham, Michigan.

Wednesday, July 22, 1964 - Journalist Don Van Natta, Jr. was born in Ridgewood, New Jersey.

  From Wayne Agee ('58) of FL - 07/21/14 - "RE: No Newsletter Announcements Since Early April":

Thanks Carol..... sometimes - and it seems more than ever lately - the internet can really test our patience.

    BOY HOWDY! This particular "joy" has been very disheartening to me...

   Thank you so much, Wayne! Keep those letters coming!

  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 07/21/14 - "This explains why I forward stuff:":

This explains why I forward stuff:

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'

'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.

Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up'. The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.

'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'

'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'

'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.

'There should be a bowl by the pump.'

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.

'This is Heaven,' he answered.

'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'

'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'

'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'

'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'


Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain.

When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do? You forward jokes.

When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you forward jokes.

When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know how, you forward jokes.

Also to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get?

A forwarded joke.

So, next time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile.

You are all welcome at my water bowl anytime!

   Thanks so much, Joyce!

  From Wayne Agee ('58) of FL - 07/21/14 - "Green Thing story.... so very true!":

The Green Thing

In the line at the store, the cashier told the older woman that she should bring her own grocery bag because plastic bags weren't good for the environment... The woman apologized to him and explained, "We didn't have the green thing back in my day."

The clerk responded, "That's our problem today. The former generation did not care enough to save our environment."

He was right, that generation didn't have the green thing in its day. Back then, they returned their milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.

But they didn't have the green thing back in that customer's day.

In her day, they walked up stairs, because they didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. They walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time they had to go two blocks.

But she was right. They didn't have the green thing in her day.

Back then, they washed the baby's diapers because they didn't have the throw-away kind. They dried clothes on a line, not in an energy gobbling machine burning up 220 volts ­ wind and solar power really did dry the clothes. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

But that old lady is right, they didn't have the green thing back in her day.

Back then, they had one TV, or radio, in the house ­ not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, they blended and stirred by hand because they didn't have electric machines to do everything for you. When they packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, they used a wadded up old newspaper to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, they didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. They used a push mower that ran on human power. They exercised by working so they didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she's right, they didn't have the green thing back then.

They drank from a fountain when they were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time they had a drink of water. They refilled their writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and they replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

But they didn't have the green thing back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or rode the school bus instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. They had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And they didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.

But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful the old folks were just because they didn't have the green thing back then?

Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart aleck young person. 

Remember: Don't make old people mad. We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to tick us off.

    AMEN! Thanks again, Wayne!

From Jim Rohn's Newsletter - 07/21/14 - "It’s time to take action.":

July 21, 2014

Action vs. Self-Delusion
by Jim Rohn

Knowledge fueled by emotion equals action. Action is the ingredient that ensures results. Only action can cause reaction. Further, only positive action can cause positive reaction.

Action. The whole world loves to watch those who make things happen, and it rewards them for causing waves of productive enterprise.

I stress this because today I see many people who are really sold on affirmations. And yet there is a famous saying that, “Faith without action serves no useful purpose.” How true!

I have nothing against affirmations as a tool to create action. Repeated to reinforce a disciplined plan, affirmations can help create wonderful results.

But there is also a very thin line between faith and folly. You see, affirmations without action can be the beginnings of self-delusion, and for your well-being there is little worse than self-delusion.

The man who dreams of wealth and yet walks daily toward certain financial disaster and the woman who wishes for happiness and yet thinks thoughts and commits acts that lead her toward certain despair are both victims of the false hope which affirmations without action can manufacture. Why? Because words soothe and, like a narcotic, they lull us into a state of complacency. Remember this: To make progress you must actually get started.

The key is to take a step today. Whatever the project, start TODAY. Start clearing out a drawer of your newly organized desk… today. Start setting your first goal… today. Start listening to motivational cassettes… today. Start a sensible weight-reduction plan… today. Start calling on one tough customer a day… today. Start putting money in your new "investment for fortune" account… today. Write a long-overdue letter… today. Anyone can! Even an uninspired person can start reading inspiring books.

Get some momentum going on your new commitment for the good life. See how many activities you can pile on your new commitment to the better life. Go all out! Break away from the downward pull of gravity. Start your thrusters going. Prove to yourself that the waiting is over and the hoping is past—that faith and action have now taken charge.

It's a new day, a new beginning for your new life. With discipline you will be amazed at how much progress you'll be able to make. What have you got to lose except the guilt and fear of the past?

Now, I offer you this challenge: See how many things you can start and continue in this—the first day of your new beginning.

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From - 07/21/13:

Q: Why did the cowboy ride his horse?

A: Because he was too heavy to carry.

1. Friday and Saturday, July 25 and 26, 2014 - The NNHS Class of 1954 will hold a 60-YEAR REUNION in Newport News. Further info from Dr. Harry Simpson at 804 694 0346 or, or Mickey Marcella at 757 249 3800 or, or Betty H. Neher at 757 898 5099 or

2. Thursday, August 7, 2014 - 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.

3. Wednesday, September 10, 2013 - 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.

4. Friday and Saturday, October 17 and 18, 2014 - The NNHS Class of 1964 will hold a 50-YEAR REUNION at the Newport News Marriott at City Center, 740 Town Center Drive. See: and contact David Spriggs at 757-409-2799 or

PRAYER ROLL: - updated 07/17/14

BLOG: - updated 03/13/11

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

                                 Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309


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Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit-Bag

Lyrics by George Henry Powell (27 Apr 1880 - 03 Dec 1951), 1915

Music by Felix Powell (23 May 1878 – 10 Feb 1942)

Private Perks is a funny little codger
With a smile a funny smile.
Five feet none, he’s and artful little dodger
With a smile a funny smile.
Flush or broke he’ll have his little joke,
He can’t be suppress’d.
All the other fellows have to grin
When he gets this off his chest, Hi!

CHORUS: [sung twice after each verse]
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile,
While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, boys, that’s the style.
What’s the use of worrying?
It never was worth while, so
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile.

Private Perks went a-marching into Flanders
With his smile his funny smile.
He was lov’d by the privates and commanders
For his smile his funny smile.
When a throng of Bosches came along
With a mighty swing,
Perks yell’d out, “This little bunch is mine!
Keep your heads down, boys and sing, Hi!

Private Perks he came back from Bosche-shooting
With his smile his funny smile.
Round his home he then set about recruiting
With his smile his funny smile.
He told all his pals, the short, the tall,
What a time he’d had;
And as each enlisted like a man
Private Perks said ‘Now my lad,’ Hi!

"Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag" midi courtesy of - 07/21/11

"Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag" lyrics courtesy of  - 07/20/11

"Smile" Image courtesy of - 07/21/11

John Marshall High School's Justice Scale clip art courtesy of Cheryl White Wilson (JMHS - '64) of VA - 10/13/05 (replaced 02/23/09)
Thanks, Cheryl!

Animated Smile Row Divider Line clip art courtesy of - 11/13/06

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

Brighton High School (UT) Logo courtesy of - 08/02/07

Animated Laughing Frog courtesy of Joyce Lawrence Cahoon of VA - 05/31/08
Thanks, Joyce!

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