Many Happy Returns, One and All!
Thursday, September 26, 1963 - Actress
Lysette Anthony was born Lysette Chodzko
September 26, 1963 - Race car driver
Joe Nemechek was born Joseph Frank Nemechek III in
Thursday, September 26, 1963 - Soccer player
Otto Christman (b. 21 Feb 1880 in
died in Orillia, Ontario,
at the age of 83.
From Jimmy Smith ('62 / '63) of VA -
09/25/13 - "OCTOBER BIRTHDAYS CLASS 0F '63":
PLEASE NOTE THE FOLLOWING
STUART NACHMAN 2ND,
BUTCH RAGLAND 5TH,
MARSHA LEAKE GARRETT 9TH,
HARRY SEAY 10TH,
ANNE SEARS 12TH,
KENNY BRANSFORD 13TH,
JIMMY CRANK 18TH,
MIKE OZMER 20TH,
CRAIG MILLER 22ND,
SUSAN PERKINS 24TH, AND
OWEN SMITH 25TH.
THANK YOU IN ADVANCE.
those who were not already there to our Birthday Page:
('67) of TN - 09/24/13 - "House
Concert Sat Sept 28th - RSVP":
From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 09/25/13 - "Mid Week Mix of Things":
|One of the facts in
Random Tidbits explains it is impossible to hum while holding your nose.
Try it, it is true.
Dancing Bus Stop Lady--Cute!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0cbyDvfcA4 (Preview) Otter
entertains himself with rock. Another cute one.
A Terrible Illness
Just wanted to let you know that I have recently been diagnosed with a
very serious condition and there's no hope I will ever recover. The
scientific world is frantically searching for a cure.
This is an ailment many of us suffer from and may not as yet have been
diagnosed, however now you may be able to discuss it with your loved
ones and try to explain what really happened to you all those times you
tried so hard to accomplish something and couldn't.
I call it the "But First Syndrome." You know, it's like when I decide to
do the laundry, I start down the hall and notice the newspaper on the
table. OK, I'm going to do the laundry..... BUT FIRST, I'm going to read
After that, I notice the mail on the table. OK, I'll just put the
newspaper in the recycle stack..... BUT FIRST, I'll look through that
pile of mail and see if there are any bills to be paid. Yes, now where's
Oops..... there's the empty glass from yesterday on the coffee table.
I'm going to look for that checkbook, BUT FIRST, I need to put the glass
in the sink. I head for the kitchen look out the window, notice my poor
flowers need a drink of water. I put the glass in the sink, and darn it,
there's the remote for the TV on the kitchen counter.
What's it doing here? I'll just put it away..... BUT FIRST, I need to
water those plants. Head for door and..... Aaaagh! Stepped on the cat.
Cat needs to be fed. Okay, I'll put that remote away and water the
plants..... BUT FIRST, I need to feed the cat.
End of day: Laundry is not done, newspapers are still on the floor,
glass is still in the sink, bills are still unpaid, checkbook is still
lost, and the cat ate the remote control.
And, when I try to figure out how come nothing got done all day, I'm
baffled because I KNOW I was BUSY ALL DAY!!
I realize this condition is serious and I need to get professional help,
BUT FIRST..... I think.... I'll check my email... !!!!!
Some of the best Norm Peterson quotes from "Cheers":
"What's shaking, Norm?"
"All four cheeks and a couple of chins."
"What's new, Normie?"
"Terrorists, Sam. They've taken over my stomach and they're demanding
"What'd you like, Normie?"
"A reason to live. Give me another beer."
"What'll you have, Normie?"
"Well, I'm in a gambling mood, Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever
comes out of the tap."
"Looks like beer, Norm."
"Call me Mister Lucky."
"Hey Norm, how's the world been treating you?"
"Like a baby treats a diaper."
"What's the story, Mr. Peterson?"
"The Bobsey Twins go to the brewery. Let's cut to the happy ending."
"Hey Mr. Peterson, there's a cold one waiting for you."
"I know, if she calls, I'm not here."
"What's going on, Mr. Peterson?"
"A flashing sign in my gut that says, 'Insert beer here.'"
"Whatcha up to, Norm?"
"My ideal weight if I were eleven feet tall."
"How's it going, Mr. Peterson?"
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"No, I mean pour."
"How's life treating you, Norm?"
"Like it caught me sleeping with its wife."
"Women. Can't live with 'em.... pass the beer nuts."
"What's going down, Normie?"
"My butt cheeks on that bar stool."
"Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?"
"Alright, but stop me at one....make that one-thirty."
"How's it going, Mr. Peterson?"
"It's a dog eat dog world, Woody, and I'm wearing Milk Bone underwear."
"What's the story, Norm?"
"Boy meets beer. Boy drinks beer. Boy meets another beer."
"Can I pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson?"
"A little early, isn't it, Woody?"
"For a beer?"
"No, for stupid questions."
Quote Of Value
"Take some time in a quiet place to contemplate the balance between
being of service - both to this generation and to generations yet unborn
- and renewing your vitality with play and celebration. Without play,
one becomes old and dry. Without service, life becomes meaningless."
- Jonathan Lockwood Huie
Elephants use the skin folds on their backs to crush mosquitoes.
A flamboyance is a group of flamingos.
The sleeve on the outside of a coffee cup is called a "zarf."
"Sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia" is the scientific term for brain
Armadillos give birth only to quadruplets.
It's impossible to hum while holding your nose.
One of your greatest powers is ... your imagination.
Let me explain. William James was a philosopher and one of the leading
thinkers a century ago. He said this about the power of the mind:
“Anything you may hold firmly in your imagination can be yours.” He
believed there was tremendous power in imagination and wrote in length
about how humans can bring about significant positive changes in their
attitudes, behaviors and relationships by first holding a vivid image of
their best selves, or the person they want to become, in their
In his book THE WINNER'S EDGE, writer Denis Waitley tells of high school
basketball players who learned the power of holding something firmly in
their imaginations. The students were divided into three groups. Group
One was told not to practice shooting free throws for one month. Group
Two was told to practice shooting free throws in the gym every afternoon
for a month. Group Three was told to IMAGINE shooting free throws every
afternoon for one hour for a month. (Frankly, I can hardly “imagine” a
group of athletes, after sitting in class all day, dressing out, going
to the gym, sitting in the bleachers and just thinking about shooting
free throws for an hour every day. I suppose it's all in the name of
But look at these results. Group One, the no-practice group, slipped
slightly in their percentage free-throw average. Group Two, the students
that practiced, increased their accuracy by about two percentage points.
Group Three, the ones who imagined shooting, also increased about two
percentage points – the same as the group that practiced.
Neuroscience is just now discovering that there are biological reasons
for this phenomenon William James talked about so long ago. But here is
the point. Do you want to excel at some endeavor? Do you want to improve
your outlook? Is there a skill you'd like to perfect? Do you want better
relationships? Or would you like to replace your fear of something, such
as speaking in public or heading up a project, with more confidence and
courage? If so, then mental practice, holding a vivid image of what you
what in your mind, is as important as physical practice. The time you
spend "seeing" in your mind what you are trying to accomplish actually
helps to bring it to pass.
I don't mean we have to sit down and imagine something for an hour every
day. It's as simple as holding a vivid mental picture of what you truly
desire and returning to it as often as possible.
Imagine your success. Visualize doing that thing you fear. Get it in
your mind. Then imagine your success in that area again and again, like
free throws going into the basket. What does it look like to be
confident? How does it look to be actually doing the thing you're afraid
to do? How does it feel? Can you imagine it in detail? In a short time,
you will discover that things really are changing for you.
And after that, well, just imagine what else you can do.
~ Steve Goodier ~
A Good Life
Calvin, of the "Calvin and Hobbes" comic strip fame, once imparted some
timeless wisdom: "If people sat outside and looked at the stars each
night," he observed, "I'll bet they'd live a lot differently."
I believe he's right. I try to sit outside every night before bedtime to
breathe the night air and look at the sky. It's a simple practice. For
me, a time of deep relaxation and spiritual cleansing.
Year by bewildering year our world grows more complex. We crave peace in
our souls. We long for simplicity in lives that too easily become
relentlessly tangled in complicated webs.
One man, David, enjoyed the simple things of life. He sometimes took
jobs in the American west at dude ranches, national parks and seasonal
His brother, however, wanted to entice him to get a "real" job and live
in a world surrounded by things that only money can buy. So David's
brother often sent him photos of himself enjoying the so-called "good
life." He labeled his snapshots, "My new sound system" or "My new car."
But the photographs stopped arriving after David responded with a
picture of his own. He sent his brother a large poster with a
breathtaking view of Wyoming's Grand Teton National Park. On the back
was David's message: "My back yard."
I believe I understand how David feels. While his brother was striving
for THE Good Life, David aimed for A Good Life. There's a difference.
THE good life requires that we take pleasure in new things; A good life
requires that we take pleasure in moments.
To enjoy THE good life we have to get ahead; to enjoy A good life we
have to make the trip worthwhile.
THE good life is supported by feeding our pocketbooks; A good life is
supported by feeding our souls.
Over a century ago, John Burroughs put it like this: "To find the
universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating;
to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter...to be thrilled
by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird's nest or a wildflower
in spring -- these are some of the rewards of the simple life." I call
it a good life.
I don't want to collect more stuff at the expense of collecting
memories. And I don't want to let making a buck interfere with my making
I'm already looking forward to tonight when I'll sit outside and look up
at the stars.
~ Steve Goodier ~
Thanks so much,
('57) of MD - 09/24/13 - "Special Citizens Need Special Care":
A Case for Common Sense
Special Citizens Need Special Care
By Harry M. Covert
How to deal with those of mental and physical impairments is
a serious matter. Awareness and education should begin at
family and community levels long before public difficulties
Maryland’s governor has created a commission aimed a
training First Responders who face the difficult task of
handling public or private situations where those with
mental and physical impairments are involved.
The initial problem in the executive order is the name: the
Maryland Commission for Effective Community Inclusion of
Individuals with Intellectual and Development Disabilities.
This is the result of Robert Ethan Saylor’s death on Jan. 12
in Frederick. A down syndrome young man who succumbed after
sheriff’s deputies attempted to remove him from a theater.
Without a doubt the situation is tragic not only for the
young man and his family but the sheriff’s deputies having
to deal with the incident.
The governor’s commission will salve the feelings of many.
There’s nothing improper about that. However, organizations
and professionals are already in place locally, statewide
and nationally able to further teach First Responders. The
Arc of Frederick County and similar agencies throughout the
state, have long been major players. They do a grand job.
These professionals are readily available for all public
agencies. They perform magnificently and can provide
incredibly good leadership.
Dealing with “special” citizens is not an easy or simple
task. Take a look at the tragedies at the Washington Navy
Yard. The “shooter’s” mental impairments were known but
nothing could be done to stop him or to help him.
Common sense is the quickest and simplest way to handle
those with Down’s Syndrome. That’s this bureau’s preferred
description. When Mr. Saylor’s situation occurred, I was
incensed as others.
How to teach common sense is a tough question. But, it
begins early on and we must treat our offspring as other
siblings, teach our “special” children as normal and use
every available method for their happy lives.
Schools provide special teachers, they are unsung heroes but
are first-class educators.
The idea of a large commission, 16-plus members, sounds good
but people and facilities are already in place.
First Responders means local, state and federal police
agencies, sheriff’s offices, natural resources agents, U.S.
Marshals, ATF, FBI, secret service, animal control officers,
game wardens, park rangers and many more.
The keys though lie with families. The “feel good”
commission will only do what’s already known.
My words are not to pooh-pooh the headlines for the governor
or to disrespect Mr. Saylor or the national organizations.
The reality is to use every available method to help every
More training is obviously important but local law
enforcement agencies are not out there to hurt people. I
could teach the class.
As a parent of a “special” son, I am blessed. At 47, he
leads a productive life, reads, writes and is an expert in
the kitchen. At my age, that’s more than a joy. He follows
all sports, knows the scores, standings, loves music, his
family and is active in his church.
On the way to church one Sunday, I quizzed him on Bible
verses. He reversed the question, what’s the shortest verse?
Before I could answer he said, “Jesus wept, John 11:35.”
Recently the phone rang. A friend invited us to a football
game at FedEx Field. I mean box seats with lunch. Said my
son, “I don’t want to go. You know, I don’t like the
We watched the Baltimore Ravens instead.
Thank you so very much, Harry!
From Jimmy Smith ('62 / '63) of VA -
09/24/13 - "Great stroll down memory lane":
Very WONDERFUL... YES, I remember.
- Statler Brothers - Do You Remember These?
Thanks again, Jimmy!
This was a great journey!
I don't really remember knickers except on he Little
Rascals, but I think I can recall everything else!
From My Friend, Susan, of NC - 09/25/13 - "I Screwed
Up My Diet":
From My Friend,
Tina, of NC - 09/25/13 - "Dusting":
|BONUS CROCHET PATTERN
(Sorry; not theme-related):
BONUS RECIPES (Sorry; not
Cheesy Bacon Ranch Potato Soup
- "Traditional rich and creamy potato soup just got a makeover with
this awesome recipe for Cheesy Bacon Ranch Potato Soup. This
satisfying soup recipe has everything you love about "loaded" baked
potatoes, but in the form of a warm and comforting soup. When the
weather gets cool, there's nothing quite like curling up with a big
bowl of hearty potato soup, so be sure to save this dish to your
list of easy soup recipes. You're going to love it!"
Country Cider Pot Roast
"When my family thinks of Fall we think of apple picking, the leaves
changing, sweaters and Mom's Country Cider Pot Roast. Simmered in apple cider
this sweet roast is a seasonal must. This is not your average beef roast recipe
and is worth a try."
Lazy Man's Pot Roast
- "For a hearty meal that doesn't require a ton of time in the kitchen, turn to
this easy recipe for Lazy Man's Pot Roast. With the help of your slow cooker,
you can make a flavorful meal for the whole family and you'll barely have to
lift a finger. Like all of our favorite easy slow cooker recipes, this pot roast
recipe allows you to go about your day while your dinner basically cooks itself.
In the Chemistry class
the teacher was describing how August Kekulé, the scientist,
accidentally discovered a formula to express Benzene.
Kekulé once dozed off in his lab while trying to arrange the six carbon
atoms in a particular format alongside six-hydrogen. The scientific
community in the entire world had no answer either. Suddenly he had a
dream and in his dream he saw two snakes eating each other and suddenly
he woke up and tried to write out the formula that way and that was how
we got the Benzene ring as we know it today, she said.
however, felt bad finding a girl in the front bench dozing off all this
while and pulled her up.
A boy from the rear said, "Ma'am, please spare her; who knows she might
come up with another formula for Benzene!"
DATES TO REMEMBER:
October 3, 2013 - 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.
Friday and Saturday,
October 4 and 5, 2013 - The NNHS Class
of 1963 will hold their 50-Year Reunion at the Crowne Plaza
Hotel, Hampton on the Water. Friday night will also be open
to the Classes of 1962 and 1964. SEE: The website which has been
set up for their class at
www.nnhs1963.com; CONTACT: Frank Gibson,
Joyce Williams Nettles,
email@example.com, or Susie Overton Jones,
Wednesday, October 9, 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.
Y'all take care of each other!
TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have
Love to all, Carol
NNHS CLASS OF '65 WEB SITE:
PERSONAL WEB SITE:
Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309
THREE WAYS TO DONATE:
1. Visit the main page (http://www.nnhs65.com), scroll
halfway down, and click on the Pay Pal Donate Button (firstname.lastname@example.org);
Go to www.PayPal.com, log in,
select "Send Money (Services) to
Just mail it directly to my home. Thanks!
Son of a Son of a Sailor
Words and Music
(b. 25 Dec 1946)
“I saw a picture of my grandfather after he had come back from a trip to Nova
Scotia. He was born there but left when he was a young man
and didn’t return until he was 84. He was standing on dock staring at an old
sailing schooner, and the look on his face told the story of where he
had come from and where he had been. I have always been very proud of my
heritage as a sailor and wrote this for the men who taught me the skills.”
As the son of a son of a sailor
I went out on the sea for adventure
Expanding the view of the captain and crew
Like a man just released from indenture
As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin’ man
I have chalked up many a mile
Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks
And I’ve learned much from both of their styles
Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer
Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder
You can shake the hand of the mango man
As he greets you at the border
And the lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices
Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
Forefathers harnessed before us
Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings
It’s a son of a gun of a chorus
Where it all ends I can’t fathom, my friends
If I knew, I might toss out my anchor
So I’ll cruise along always searchin’ for songs
Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker
But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer
I’m just a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor
The sea’s in my veins, my tradition remains
I’m just glad I don’t live in a trailer
"Son of a Son of a Sailor" midi courtesy of
at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 05/21/09
Sailor" lyrics courtesy of
also at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 05/21/09
Thanks again, Dave!
Maritime Day Image courtesy of http://www.timeanddate.com/holidays/un/world-maritime-day - 09/22/11
Animated Anchor clip art
used to form Divider Lines courtesy of
Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Marine Corps Seal clip art
courtesy of the late
Herbert Hice of MI
- one of my
who served in the South
Pacific during WWII.
Thanks again, Herbie!!
Animated Laughing Elephant courtesy of Frank Blechman ('65) of Northern VA -
Animated Dancing Elephant courtesy of Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA -
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