09/08/04 - NNHS Newsletter - So You'll Know

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   Have I ever mentioned how Scary Things totally empty my brain?!  Hurricane Frances so freaked me out, I forgot TWO birthdays
with them looking me right in the face!!!

   Sarah Puckett Kressaty's ('65) birthday was on the 6th, and Kathy Pilgrim Clark's ('63) was on the 7th!  And I knew they were
imminent and everything.  I am SO sorry!   A Very Merry Unbirthday, Sarah and Kathy!  (My face is sooo beyond red!)


   We continue to hold our Floridians - and now our Georgians - in our hearts, thoughts, and prayers, as reports arrive
of the devastation caused by Hurricane Frances, with Ivan lurking nearby.

From Yahoo News - 09/07/04:

10 Deaths Blamed on Hurricane Frances
(AP) - Frances wound up a two-day assault on Florida that pounded both the central part of the state and the Panhandle, leaving storm-weary
residents Tuesday with flooding, frayed nerves and shortages of everyday items such as gas, ice and water. At least 10 deaths were blamed
on the storm in Florida and Georgia. About 3 million people had no power in Florida and at least 400,000 more were without electricity in Georgia.
Florida officials said Tuesday that power wouldn't be fully restored for a week.

From Yahoo News - 09/08/04:

FORT PIERCE, Fla. - Thousands of Floridians beginning the recovery process in the destructive path of Hurricane Frances were hampered
by long lines, congested highways and sticky heat, while the White House and teams of relief workers promised that help was on the way.
President Bush was to meet Wednesday with relief workers in Fort Pierce and hurricane specialists in Miami while discussing a $2 billion disaster
relief package for victims of both Frances and Charley, which ravaged southwest Florida last month.

   Beyond that, this is one of our most educational Newsletters yet - on a wide variety of topics.  And having been delayed
a day, it may also be one of the longest....

Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA sent us a plethora of updates and corrections early on 09/06/04:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/reunion-page.html - A lovely new midi!

   Carry Me Back is so ...... well, so Ken Burns ... so nostalgic ... so Old South.

      Absolutely!  Thanks, David!




   Thanks again, Dave!  It's a shame that Miss Holladay won't be able to be there.

From  Cookie Phillips Tyndall ('64) of VA - 09/06/04:

You have no reason to apologize to me. Your endeavors and magnanimous contribution to the memory of NNHS
is beyond the call of duty. I am so impressed with your dedication and time spent to further the life of this web page.
It is like a vine that keeps growing and growing and growing. You are a treat.

   OOOOH!  Thanks,  Cookie!  Like a vine?  Like a Southern vine?  Ya mean, like....KUDZU???  WILD GIGGLES!!! 





   I personally love kudzu, but then I'm weird!  Thanks, Cookie!  I just couldn't resist working in a plug for good old kudzu...

From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 08/29/04:

Hey, does anyone remember those machines in Nachman's basement that you could put your feet in and see the bones of your feet?
They were in the children's shoe department and were some kind of an x-ray machine used for fitting shoes properly!
I remember getting up there and putting my feet in them just for fun when my mother was shopping around...
and my feet are still on the end of my legs and getting me around town...
amazing all the things we did as kids and survived...no consumer protection laws, haha!
And wasn't Nachman's photo studio something wonderful?
When my daughter had her senior COLLEGE photos taken they were so unprofessional
that I told her to come home with her cap and gown and we went to a professional photographer
because by gum, after paying for four years of tuition we were going to have some decent photos!

   (OOOOPS!  This was one of those misplaced messages - of which there are still many...)  Thanks, Jean!  I loved those machines! 
They were always such FUN!

From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 09/06/04:

Did you receive the note I sent you about the foot x-ray machine in Nachman's?  I remember buying a dress there
that I just could not do without and wondering what my mother would say because it was so expensive...it cost $18. 
What a hoot!  The dress was a black sheath with a white lined lace topper that buttoned in the back and I wore a
white hat and white gloves of course for Easter I think.  Now people wear jeans and t-shirts to church! 

   Jeans and t-shirts to CHURCH?!?  The Downfall of Civilization as we knew it... I lost the hats in '67 and the gloves a
few years later, but I still wear nylons and 3-1/2" heels to church myself!

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 09/06/04: 

Hi, Carol:
Nachman's Department Store was the official vendor for the Boys Scouts of America back in the forties and fifties.
They carried the scout uniforms for Cubs Scouts, Boy Scouts, and Explorer Scouts, and had all the neat gear and
accessories that any scout would ever need. The official merit badge booklets were purchased there, as well as the
badges earned by hard working scouts. They were a well managed store, and many of students in my class had
parents who were employed at Nachman's.

   Thanks, Joe!  I had quite forgotten all that!  I added this to Jean's comments:


   Joe Drewry ('58) of VA sent us a wondrous listing of his Classmates on 09/06/04.  I'll be starting your Contact Page soon,
Joe.  Then as you get permissions for posting the email addies, you can just forward that on to me - Thanks!


   In fact, in the interest of time, if all of y'all from those classes listed want to check out your class page, and either confirm or deny
permission to post your email addy, that would be a good thing.  Thanks!

From Jean Baker Howell ('69) of VA - 09/06/04:

Hi Carol,
Happy Labor Day to you too.  Class of '69 had a wonderful reunion this weekend.  On Friday night
we gathered at R.J.'s Restaurant & Sports Pub; Saturday night we were at Point Plaza Suites and we
also had breakfast there on Sunday.  Everyone who attended seemed to have a wonderful time.  It was
great seeing everyone.  I would like to thank you for adding us to your site, a special thank you to
David Spriggs, Class of ' 64 who drove over from Norfolk to let us borrow a (SURPRISE ARTIFACT)
and also to Gail Latta Pearce ('64) of VA who is the catering director at Point Plaza.  As soon as we
download the pictures I will send those.  Thanks again to everyone and I hope Class of '64 has the same.

   OHHH, SUPER!!!  I'm glad y'all had fun!  We can't wait to see all your pictures, Jean!

From Evelyn Fryer Fish ('58) of TX - 09/06/04:



   I certainly understand your feelings about Julius, Evelyn.  Renee (Helterbran Benton - '59) told me over the phone back
in May, and described many of the details of battles they faced in diagnosis and treatment of a little known disease.

   I thought you and Joe were already communicating!  Ive not heard back from him since very early this morning.  I hope
all is still well with him and his family.  
As his email address is readily available in forty-eleven places all over the web, I
trust he'll have no problem with my sharing it with you.  If he does, well, um , he knows where to find me......

   Take care and thanks for your kind words.


   I received six way cool old images from Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA on 09/06/04.  Two of them are posted here:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/fertittas.html -
brand new page!  There was a running conversation with Joe Madagan ('57) of FL
and Kathy Pilgrim Clark ('63) of VA which sparked this whole page.  If anyone kept it and can still find it, please pass it on back
to me (even though it too is right in front of my eyes...


   Three of these images I still have not yet posted, and one of them we'll discuss later.  Thanks, Dave!  You da MAN!

From Bobby Turpin ('58) of VA - 09/06/04:

The "GOOD LORD" knows how much I look forward to receiving the complied NNHS newsletters 
you send out.  THEY really make my day!  All of the letters are absolutely informative, wonderful
and bring back so many memories of those by-gone days.  In response to Jimmy Smith ('62) of VA
and Joe Wingo ('65) of NC and all other NNHS students who lived in the Parkview and Briarfield
Sections of Newport News, I DO NOT want to come off negatively about their concerns about North End,
East End and Stuart Gardens, NNHS students having most of the correspondence in your newsletters 
who graduated from 1955 thru 1959 or so.  I think the truth of the matter is that those sections
(Parkview and Briarfield) became a part of Newport News in July 1958 as a result of consolidation. 
Until then those sections were located in what was Warwick County so consequently most of those
students went to through the school system in Warwick County.  Again, I say I have known many NNHS
grads who lived in those areas and they ARE JUST as much a part of the history of NNHS as anyone of us.   
THANK YOU ALL, for being a part of the history of NNHS. 
In addition, what a wonderful thing the family of my classmate Julius Benton ('58) are doing for their father. 
I remember Julius well and I am praying and pulling for him.  Julius was a friend during our time at NNHS
and I am sorry to say I lost contact after we graduated.  After reading that newsletter, I am planning
on participating in the walking event on Sept. 18 in Gloucester County. 

   Thanks, Bobby!  I appreciate your words.  As I've mentioned before, some of y'all like to see your words in print, and some
of y'all are hesitant to write me at all for fear that you WILL see your words in print.  Nineteen months ago, we had far fewer active correspondents on board who wanted to actively contribute.  Now all that has blessedly changed.

   I really thought I'd be able to move that school section yesterday so that it would be more user-friendly, but I was gone much
of the day.  There were indeed a great many of our friends who attended Parkview and Briarfield Schools, and we hope to hear
from more of them in the very near future.

   I'm so glad to hear you'll be participating in that walking event, Bobby!  That's a wonderful thing!

From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 09/06/04:

Dave found the Magic Key to the oysters with this captioned image:


   At last the page has a proper name:



   Thanks, David!  Nobody does it better.

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 09/06/04: 

Captain Dave works his magic once again. To think there is a market for oyster shells. They were certainly plentiful
in our Old Stomping Grounds, and they surely would take your breathe away.

   I'll let Dave answer this himself...

From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA to Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 09/06/04:

As I attended elementary school (4/5/6 grade) in MD, we learned all about marine
life, especially crabs and oysters. The value of old oyster shells is to return them
to the oyster beds for the young larval oysters (spat) to attach themselves. It was
an investment on ensuring future harvests. Unfortunately, efficient dredging methods,
farm and factory run-off, and insatiable demand for the bivalves all but extincted the
species from the Chesapeake bay and it estuaries.


From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL to Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 09/06/04:

Hi, Dave:
Thanks for the oyster shell education. I was not aware they were placed back in the beds. My rhetorical question was
prompted by a firm in Pittsburgh that dredged in Lake Ponchitrain so the oyster shells could be ground up for road beds
in Louisiana. When I was with INA we bonded this firm, who at one time had the largest inland shipyard in the world.
They had a massive organization that produced aggregate for road construction. They were finally stopped from dredging
the lake by enactment of a law in LA that prohibited such harvesting.
While we are on the subject of oyster shells, do you remember the experiment of the North Carolina DOT in painting
sea gulls on the highway between Buxton and Kill Devil. The gulls would fly up over the highway and drop an oyster or
clam from their beak to crack the shell.
The shells were a road hazard, cutting motorist tires. It worked for a couple of weeks until the sea gulls figured out what
was happening, and resumed dropping their catch on the highway to crack their shells.

   Thanks again, Joe!


From Linda Lane Lane ('64) of VA - "vacationing" in FL - 09/06/04:

Hi Carol,
    Well, so much for this nice visit to Tampa with the grandchildren.  First week was great.  My son-in-law's father
died Friday in Vancouver Washington before he could arrive.  My daughter left on the last plane on Saturday before
Tampa International Airport closed.  The van was blowing us all over the Interstate to and from the airport.  We lost
electricity on Sunday AM and it has returned tonight.  There are not enough hormone pills in the state to cool me off
now.  The rain has flooded the the pool and we have a few creatures floating around.  I think they are worms.  However,
I don't plan on going out to see them.  We were very lucky here in Valrico, also with buried cable.  Just a lot of rain. 
I hope and pray my husband and I can return to VA before the Ivan decides which direction he will follow.  Hope you
are feeling better.  Happy Labor Day!

   Linda, Linda, Linda.  Ya got me to cry and laugh in the same paragraph, and dat ain't easy. 

   Our sympathies to your son-in-law and his family, and our thoughts and prayers for your safe travel home.

   Other than a bit more of my normal dementia, I'm feeling much better, thanks!

From Frank Blechman ('65) of Northern VA - 09/06/04:

You manage to observe most holidays in some appropriate way, but your Labor Day message has NOTHING
about the meaning of this day. You ended with a hope that we all had a good weekend.

Remember, the organized labor movement is what brought you the weekend, the eight hour day, pensions,
health insurance, workplace safety and retirement income security for ordinary workers. They supported
veterans benefits, the civil rights movement, public education and job transition training. Worth a mention,
don't you think?

   Busted, Frank!  Guilty as charged.  I apologize profusely.

   For those of you who may be unaware, Frank spent years working with victims of Brown Lung Disease, in addition to naturally
being a more compassionate person than I.  However, I spent sixteen years living in mid-Illinois among farmers and coal miners
and displaced farmers and coal miners and their families, and during much of that time was involved with peer-listening groups,
so I should have been more sensitive myself.  There's a semi-reasonable explanation for for neglect of this matter, but trust me,
you do not want to hear it.

   I had managed to list these sites on the Labor Day page attached to Monday's Newsletter, but they were more than a bit buried::





   In penance, I would recommend to you the following three movies to find and watch (or re-watch) for your educational benefit: 

Harlan County, USA (1976) - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0074605/

Silkwood (1983) - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0086312/

Matewan (1987) - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0093509/

   I'll think of more later.

   I do especially apologize for that ridiculous and insensitive closing to the Newsletter.  I had to leave the computer abruptly,
and my thoughts are not always coherent when I rush.  You know, when one apologizes AND explains, both are somehow negated,
but mega-brat that I am, I've always had trouble with that concept.)

From Frank Blechman ('65) of Northern VA - 09/07/04:

No need for apology....
Critical piece of history is that Labor Day moved to September to avoid tarring the American Labor Movement
with European (particularly Russian) connections. Everywhere else in the world, the equivalent of Labor Day is
celebrated May 1st (International Worker Solidarity Day). The fear that American Labor might merge with these
foreign movements spurred the recognition of Labor in the USA, along with creation of the US Department of Labor,
separate from the Department of Commerce.

   AHA!  That does answer that nagging question!  Thanks again, Frank!  I'll be adding your comments to the "Labor Day" page,
and hopefully before next year I'll be able to give it a better treatment:


   And Sweetie, if you think I botched Labor Day, wait'll you see how I can mangle Columbus Day.

From Kathy Pilgrim Clark ('63) of VA - 09/07/04:

Hello, Carol.
It's good to hear from Joe that he is well.  I am amazed at the number and frequency of the storms we've seen
this year!  In my whole life, remembering many storms of the past, I can't remember a hurricane season with this
many storms.
I have a question concerning the comment "Dave supplies Mystery Key" about the oyster piles.  What was the mystery? 
That particular photo has been in print my whole life and I've seen it many times.  I have offered before to be the Hampton Historian.  Maybe I wasn't assertive enough (though that's never been a problem before!) If anyone has questions about
the Peninsula, generally, and Hampton, specifically, just send them to me. 
I enjoyed reading the 2003 pages concerning Briarfield area.  I grew up at 5403 Roanoke Avenue.  Tom Freeze ('63) 
lived several doors south of my house.  My dad helped build the Briarfield Community Center and I took dance lessons there
from Sandy Vossler.  I went to Briarfield Elementary School.  If I was born Sept 7, 1945, then I must have started first
grade in Sept, 1951.  The school was brand new at that time, replacing the former elementary school that was on land
northeast of the intersection of Jefferson and the former Military Highway, now Mercury Boulevard.  Marjorie Chapell
Gatling taught my older brother, Michael, (HHS -'58) there in 2nd grade.  She and my mom, Mike's homeroom mother,
became great friends and when I was born, Margie and Stan, her husband, were my God Parents.  Like Fred Eubank ('64)
she taught me in first grade.  I wonder if he was an AM or PM class?  The national Baby Boom is documented as beginning
1/1/46.  So I am not a member of it, as many of you youngsters are.  However, there must have been a lot of us from 1945
because we had AM and PM first grade classes.  I can remember seeing the RNC Convention (remember "I Like Ike"?) and
"the Egg and I" before going to afternoon school.  We walked from Roanoke to Marshall by way of a dirt track that ran
between the streets.  We passed the home garden of a real Farmer MacGregor!  We used to swipe his ripe tomatoes!  We didn't venture into the garden, just plucked the ones we could reach from the path.  
As to the harshest teacher at Briarfield, I vote for Mrs. (I have suddenly forgotten her mane though I had it when I began
this!  Another Senior Moment!) who tried to teach me in 3rd grade.  She was wicked!  Mrs. Bryant!!  That's it!  We had tables
and chairs rather than desks.  I will never forget the Friday that was to be my last day there before my family moved
to Hampton the next day - Washington's birthday.  The deal was that we took our spelling test late in the day.  They were
gathered table by table, each of us passing the pages from one to another.  I had not done well and when the papers came
to me, I cleverly put mine on the bottom, slid the group over my lap and slid my own into the cubby hole under the table top. 
I passed the pages on to be collected.  At the end of the day, I cleaned out my desk, taking that poor spelling test with me! 
I thought I was a super sleuth!  I spell well now so it hasn't hurt too badly.  
I want to add the name Polly White ('63) to the list of Briarfield kids.  She lived on Temple Lane and is still local.  She,
her family and I all see Robert Shapiro ('63) who is an optometrist in practice on Marshall Ave!  The Stuart Gardens crew
grew up with Robert as a neighbor.  
At NNHS, I always felt badly for the Briarfield kids.  They had to ride school buses.  You Stuart Gardens guys had it made - you rode the 16th Street CRT bus and seemed to me to party all the way home.  The kids who rode the 25th Street bus had it
OK too.  Remember Nancy Livesay ('63)?  I, on the other hand, had to ride the 28th St. bus - usually alone!  Sometimes I was
able to get a ride with Claudia Dellapenta ('63) and her dad.  He was the Adult Ed supervisor who occupied the room between 
HRs 101 and 102.  On a few occasions (like when I was madly in love with someone who rode the 16th Street bus) I would ride
that one.  But it let me out at Kecoughtan and LaSalle on its way back to the Car Barn.  It was one LONG walk home from there.  
Sorry I have reminisced so long.  But give me a break; it's my birthday so I think I'm allowed! 
Thanks.  KC     

   Thanks so much, Kathy!  I'm so glad you wrote.  We love hearing from you - and indeed from all of you.

   I'm glad you mentioned the frequency and severity of the storms.  I thought it was my imagination.

   The Mystery of the Oysters was this: I didn't know what that place was called, what the company was called, when it closed, its
exact location, or what it became later.  We all have become familiar with that particular picture.  I for one had moved it in my own
mind to the intersection of Lasalle, Armistead, and I-64 (if indeed those three places actually intersect, but you all know what I mean -
the stinky place).  Dave earlier had pointed out to me the water in the pictures, which shook my world.  Then, Super Sleuth that he is,
determined that the location would have had to have been there on the Hampton River where the Radisson and the Hampton Carousel
and the Air and Space Museum and all those beautiful places are now.  So now we had a Then and a Now, and the images were
accumulating.  Joe came up with the perfect music, and I found the midi (which my #5 son, Nathaniel, helped me open) and lyrics,
so we were more than ready for a new page.

   But we were still missing two things:  what was the name of the original place with the pile of shells, and when did it disappear?  At
about that time you volunteered to be our Hampton Historian - which you indeed ARE, by the way!  I asked you about the "Oyster Alley"
name, thinking it was possibly known as that for several hundred years, and we could title the page that.  You assured me that Oyster
Alley was a modern appellation, so I was still stumped.  Therefore, I opened the page under the title of "Oysters".  Now that's no kind
of Old Stomping Ground at all (though admittedly, we all stomped on oyster shells plenty of times).

   With the image that Dave found, we at last have a name - J. S. Darling Oyster Plant (and Boat Works), a confirmation of a definite
stated address (Queen Street on the Hampton River), and the date of its closing (after World War II).  I didn't move to the peninsula
until January of 1954, and it was gone by then, though obviously it had not been gone for long.  The image from the 1960 Krabba still
shows it, but it might have been an historical photo at the time.

   The point of this whole thing is twofold.  Perhaps I didn't adequately express my question.  I do that often.  I know what I mean, why
don't you?!?  Giggles!!!  And child that I am, I'm easily amused and easily delighted.  This little tidbit was more than enough to cause
me to jump and shout and sing and dance.  So I did.  I really did.  Thanks again, David!

   I'll be posting your Briarfield remembrances on the Briarfield School page - as soon as I move them - which I really, really hope to
do today!  Of course, I entertained that same fantasy yesterday...  Thanks again, Kathy!  And again - Happy Unbirthday!

From Rosalee Wills Jecmenek ('65) of TX - 09/07/04:

Dear Friends....I am asking a HUGE favor on behalf of my sweet daughter Amy......her 40th birthday is coming up very soon...(Oct.2)...and I would appreciate it so much if I could get every one of my friends to just send her a birthday card
for her big 40!!!!....She really does not want any kind of party from me, and I really want this to be as special as she
deserves!!  If you KNOW her, then you know what I mean.. if you only know ME...please just take my word for it...she is a
real sweetheart!!!!  It would mean so much to me if we could just fill her mailbox with cards on her big day...if she does not
know you, just sign your name, and underneath just say you are a friend of her Mom!!!  I would appreciate this so much more
than I could ever tell you....and I am attaching her address to this note.....if you mail your card on the last day of this month,
it should get to her right on time!!!  Thanks so much to ALL of you ahead of time...it means so much to me!! 
Lots of Love, Rosalee
ADDRESS:  Mrs. Amy Schneider
                   8906 McAvoy Drive
                   Houston, Texas 77074

    Oh, what fun!  Y'all lie to send cards, doncha?  Thanks, Rosalee - we'd be glad to do that!

   Well, I had things from three more of you - Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI, Dave Arnold ('65) of VA, and Bruce Korusek
(JMHS - '66) of VA
, but I just had a phone call from Ilene Wasserman Dillard ('65) of VA, and she's in NC visiting, and she's
coming to see me in about three hours!  Isn't that so cool?  I haven't seen Ilene in forty-eleven years!

   Ya know how you're always asking me how I get things done, and I tell you I neglect the important things?  Like the
HOUSEKEEPING?!?  I'm gonna FLY now!  HA-HA-HA!

   Y'all take care of each other.

                                   Love to all, Carol


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"I only have two kinds of days: happy and hysterically happy."


From the Vine Came the Grape

(The Gaylords, 1954)

From the grape came the wine
From the wine came a dream to a lover
He was back with Marie on the Isle of Capri
With a million stars shining above her
Once again he romanced as they kissed and they danced
And even her wedding bells chimed
From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
And for Tony, a wonderful time

With a song in his heart
He would sip another little glass of wine
With each sip he would cry
My bella Maria you're mine

From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
From the wine came a dream to a lover
He was back with Marie on the Isle of Capri
With a million stars shining above her
Once again he romanced as they kissed and they danced
And even her wedding bells chimed
From the vine came the grape
From the grape came the wine
And for Tony a wonderful time
For Tony a wonderful time


"From the Vine Came the Grapes" midi (sequenced by Sal Grippaldi) and lyrics courtesy of
http://www.smickandsmodoo.com/aaa/lyrics/vine.htm - 09/08/04

Vining divider line clip art courtesy of http://www.bravenet.com - 08/12/04

Kudzu image courtesy of Infestation - James H. Miller, USDA Forest Service, www.invasive.org
at http://www.invasivespecies.gov/profiles/kudzu.shtml - 09/07/04

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