
	11/22/07 - NNHS Newsletter - Happy Thanksgiving! “Thou hast given so much to me, Give one thing more, - a grateful heart; Not thankful when it pleaseth me, As if Thy blessings had spare days, But such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.” - George Herbert (3 Apr 1593 - 1 Mar 1633)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

As we count and recount our many blessings, this theme blessedly repeats every year - and then some!

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BIRTHDAYS - TODAY AND UPCOMING:

Tomorrow we'll have another Birthday Three-Fer: Sandra Ray ('61) of VA, John Howard ('66) of VA, AND Peggy Cooke Wolfley ('71) of VA! On Saturday, Sharon Hilsdon Bryant ('68) of VA will be celebrating, followed by Donnie Satisky ('56) of OR on Sunday! And on Monday, we'll have yet another Three-fer: Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC, Diana Price Carter ('66) of WV, AND Fayetta Covert Stansbury (Ferguson HS - '72) of FL!

Many Happy Returns to you all!

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QUESTION:

From George Helliesen ('61) of MI - 11/15/07 - "Fund Drive":

Carol,

Are WE, you're, having another newsletter fund drive this fall to help offset some of the expenses for all your work? I think, We, should and if so you need to publish something in your newsletter about it with a fee that seems appropriate for the service! Great work!!!

George Helliesen, class of 61

Bless your sweet heart, George! That would be lovely from my point of view, of course, but I think we may have a definite problem effecting any such thing. I may be wrong (it happens rather frequently these days), but I think that last May when my Three Earthly Saviours - Chandler Nelms (Hampton HS - '63) of MD, Joe Wingo ('65) of NC and Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - initiated that massive fund drive which literally saved my life in countless ways, that they promised each and every one they contacted that they would never be asked to donate again. So I don't think, as helpful as such a thing would be to me at this moment, that I can take it upon myself to renege on their word.

On the other hand, the past four months have brought us some major unexpected expenses. Particularly troubling at the moment is that our beloved and faithful 1989 Cadillac (which is just about to hit 300,000 miles) is evidencing some real signs of need for significant repairs.

Therefore, if any of y'all have been meaning to send a donation and just haven't done it yet, or if you feel you're not terribly tapped out at the moment, a gift of whatever size your heart tells you would be appropriate would be deeply appreciated at this time - because if the car goes down, we all go down.

Thank you so much, Sweetie!

From Al Farber ('64) of GA - 11/19/07 - "Happy Thanksgiving":

Let us give Thanks



        For all the people we Hold Dear
        For the many Blessings we get in a Year
For Friends & Family both Far & Near whose love sustains US and gives Us Cheer.. Hope All Have a Happy Thanksgiving...
Typhoons Forever Al

Thanks so much for the Pict-o-Gram, Al - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 11/18/07 - "A Very Funny Thanksgiving Story":

Award-winning writer: Jackie Papandrew

Airing My Dirty Laundry!

Plunging into Thanksgiving

What do you get when you take a dozen family members of varying ages and degrees of regularity, put them in the woods in a cabin with one low-flow toilet and then stuff them to the gills with Thanksgiving bounty? You get, of course, a calamitously clogged commode and enough tension to earn a spot on the Jerry Springer Show. This is what happened to my family last Thanksgiving.

Everything began beautifully. We encamped in the woods, like modern-day Pilgrims, to feast and frolic, to drink in the clear, cold air and give thanks for all our blessings. The women scurried about, preparing succulent fare. The men did what men do on such occasions; they stood around waiting to begin the traditional male holiday jobs of eating and sleeping. The children sprinted around outside, hands and feet flying, noses running, delirious with the joy of being out of school and unsupervised. When all was ready, we gathered before a table groaning with good food. We salivated at the smell as we offered up our thanks. We were giddy with gratitude. And then we ate. And ate. And when we were bloated like beached whales, every corpuscle groaning from the gluttony, we ate some more.

The trouble began in the magic hour when men assume their rightful positions on the couch to catch the kickoffs, and overworked digestive systems begin the Herculean task of breaking down all that food.

As it often does, the terrible news came from a single, small voice. The youngest child emerged from the bathroom shouting excitedly, “The potty’s exploding!”

There are few things less welcome at such a time than the words potty and exploding used in the same sentence. We scrambled toward the bathroom to assess the situation. By scrambled, I mean the sea lion’s scramble, the rolling, sloshing way every creature dragging more than a ton would scramble.

When we eventually arrived, we gathered soberly around the overworked toilet. The evidence of its rebellion was plainly visible and set off a round of groans and gags in the adults that made the kids giggle.

History will record the ‘90s as the decade of the bum rap, when Congress mandated that toilets should flush with a measly 1.6 gallons of water. Today’s children, deprived of the 3.5 gallons that swirled through our childhoods, are far too well-acquainted with the humble plunger. When one was located nearby, our low-flow generation sent up an affectionate cheer that made my blood boil. No child should learn to prize a plunger.

The men, by nature hunters, began the task of conquering the cranky commode. Grandpa, as the patriarch, headed up the attack. He pumped vigorously, then gave a strong pull that sent him flying across the room and left the kids helpless with laughter. Tempers rose, and bladders threatened to burst.

Each football-deprived man took his turn as a toilet tamer, but, sadly, the effort was flush with failure. The men began to bicker over possession of the plunger. Sweating and muttering curses, each wielded it like a samurai sword as he took his turn in battle. The recalcitrant latrine gurgled and grunted, but would not back down.

The women, watching all their hard work laid waste, did what moms do best; we attempted to assign blame. The children, who had earlier been engaged in an innocent game of pull-my-finger with Grandpa, now eagerly took part in our vicious finger pointing designed to identify the guilty clogger.

Old insults and resentments, slights delivered years ago, resurfaced as brother betrayed brother, daughters cast aspersions on mothers, and in-laws were made to feel like outsiders. Accusations of tissue overuse were hurled, and sanitary practices questioned. Legs and expressions were crossed, and eyeballs appeared to be floating. The family was falling apart.

That’s when Grandma stepped in. Brooking no dissent, she ordered everyone into their vehicles, and we headed for the nearest service station. Later, relief registering on our faces, we clutched hands and sheepishly apologized for our outbursts. We returned to the cabin, where the porcelain privy, having proven its importance, stood clear, the damp plunger by its side. Our hearts once again overflowed with humor and good cheer.

This year for Thanksgiving, I think we'll just gather at the airport, home of high-powered toilets, and the call of nature will get a grateful reply.

~ © Jackie Papandrew 2007 ~

WILD GIGGLES!!! Thanks, Shari!

From Terry Seay ('67) of TN - 11/19/07 - "..and a Happy Thanksgiving to you!":

A DAY OF THANKS

Thanksgiving is upon us! This popular autumn holiday traces its roots back to a three-day feast held in 1621 to celebrate the blessing of a bountiful harvest. It took more than 240 years, however, for Thanksgiving to become a national holiday. In 1863, President Abraham Lincoln finally proclaimed the last Thursday of November as a national day of thanksgiving. Years later, President Franklin Roosevelt stated that Thanksgiving should always be celebrated on the fourth Thursday of the month--as opposed to the occasional fifth Thursday.

Mmmm... Eel and Seal. My favorite!

What exactly did the pilgrims eat at the first Thanksgiving? According to food historian Kathleen Curtin, the answer may surprise you. In addition to wild turkey, other popular sources of meat that were likely served include eel, clams, lobster, wild goose, eagles, venison, and seal...yes, seal. Peas, beans, and carrots were probably on the table, but sweet potatoes and corn on the cob weren't. And although pumpkins were likely consumed, pumpkin pie wasn't...because no such thing existed at that time.

Talking Turkey...272 Million Turkeys!

The popularity of turkeys during the holidays and throughout the year has turned turkey farming into a big business. In fact, the USDA National Agricultural Statistics Service estimates that 272 million turkeys will be raised in the US this year alone. That's an increase of 4% over 2006!

Weighing In on What We Eat

Ever wonder how many cranberries, pumpkins, and other Thanksgiving Day foods we go through each year? The US Census Bureau has the skinny! According to their research, the US produces some serious poundage when it comes to these holiday favorites, including:

690 million pounds of cranberries
1.6 billion pounds of sweet potatoes
1 billion pounds of pumpkins
841,280 tons of snap green beans

No wonder we feel so full after those holiday meals!

Can Turkey Really Make You Tired?

Here's how the story goes. Turkey contains tryptophan...which helps the body produce niacin...which then helps produce serotonin. And serotonin is the key to this theory because it calms the brain and induces sleep.

The problem with that theory is that tryptophan actually works best on an empty stomach-which most of us don't have after our Thanksgiving feast! So, it's more likely that the heaviness and the high carbohydrate content of the entire Thanksgiving meal are responsible for that sense of lethargy you feel, as your body works to digest it all. Add a glass of wine or a cocktail to your meal, and you'll increase that sense of sleepiness even more.

Here's to another happy Thanksgiving Day for you and yours!

Thanks so much, Terry - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From the Daily Press - 11/17/07:

Where was the first Thanksgiving?

Ending the debate on where the first Thanksgiving was held isn't on President Bush's agenda.

By David Lerman 202-824-8224

November 17, 2007

WASHINGTON — - When President Bush comes to Charles City County on Monday to speak at Berkeley Plantation, he'll have a chance to settle an age-old rivalry:

Which state really had the first Thanksgiving: Virginia or Massachusetts?

Ask most Americans and the answer will probably be Massachusetts. They think Plymouth Rock, the Mayflower, the Pilgrims and Indians.

There was, after all, that well-known harvest celebration uniting the English colonists at Plymouth with the Wampanoag People in 1621.

But Virginians point to Berkeley Plantation, where Capt. John Woodlief — a survivor of the Jamestown colony—and his crew of 37 men arrived on Dec. 4, 1619.

Upon reaching Berkeley, the colonists were said to have fallen to their knees and declared that the day of their ship's arrival "shall be yearly and perpetually kept holy as a day of thanksgiving to almighty God."

Armed with that history, Berkeley proudly describes itself today as the site of the "first official Thanksgiving in America."

Each fall, the historic plantation along the James River plays host to a Thanksgiving festival and has long been accustomed to greeting presidents.

Berkeley is the birthplace of William Henry Harrison, the nation's ninth president and a signer of the Declaration of Independence.

He died in office only a month into his term after catching a cold that developed into pneumonia.

Abraham Lincoln, the 16th president, visited Berkeley during the Civil War, when the plantation served as a base camp for Union troops.

It was Lincoln who declared the fourth Thursday of November to be a national Thanksgiving holiday.

Now comes Bush, the 43rd president, who will offer his own Thanksgiving thoughts at a mid-day speech on the plantation grounds. The invitation-only event is closed to the public.

But don't expect Bush to resolve the question of which state can lay claim to the holiday's origins, the White House advises.

"The visit and the remarks will be an opportunity to address what we, as a nation, can be thankful for," said White House spokesman Blair Jones.

"It will not serve as an endorsement of one historical site over the other."

Thankfully, presidential intervention may not be required.

Plimoth Plantation, the recreated 1627 English village in Plymouth, stops short of claiming it hosted the first Thanksgiving.

The plantation, on its Web site, is careful to say the 1621 harvest "has become known as" the first Thanksgiving.

Perhaps this year's observance was closed to the public due to the president's visit, but I myself attended the 1966 celebration.

From Mimi Green ('40) of VA - 11/21/07 - "Greetings":

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, Y'ALL!!!!!!

Thanks, Mimi - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 11/21/07 - "Wishing you a.............": Thanks, Shari - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 11/21/07 - "New .. er .. Old NN Images":

Here are two postcards which I recently acquired thru EBAY. I scanned them at high resolution. Both were postmarked 1908.

The first is the train station. It appears to have been taken from the Casino Grounds, but not up on the hill, but at street level. Note the five-masted schooner moored at the piers. The second is the post office, which is not so rare an image. BUT, have a look at the home to the left of the P.O.
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WOWZERONI-RINI! Congratulations on your newest old treasures, Brown Eyes! Thanks for sharing them with us - and Happy Thanksgiving!

These are NOT yet posted on Our Old Stomping Grounds, but will be shortly!

From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 11/21/07 - "Support Our Troops":

This site is from one of our commands so I know it's good!

http://www.americasupportsyou.mil/americasupportsyou/index.aspx

Thanks so much, Shari!

From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 11/21/07 - "Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!":

I did not expect a newsletter today...love the song.

I have done all my cooking except "the bird", the gravy, and rolls, and the mashed potatoes. So I am going to relax tonight and get to bed early, I hope. We are going to friends for breakfast, then other friends coming here at 3 for dinner, then going to other friends for a stop in visit, then going to other friends to see their newest grandbaby, six weeks old! It should be a fun day. I hope you and all of your family even though not together, together in spirit, have a great day.

Love, Jean

Thanks, Jean - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From one of my Famous Marines, Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII - 11/21/07 - "Dear Carol / Dimples, Thanksgiving wishes !":

Dear Carol / Dimples,

Wishing you and your Families a very happy Thanksgiving,

Herbie

MAY YOUR STUFFING BE TASTY, MAY YOUR TURKEY BE PLUMP. MAY YOUR POTATOES 'N' GRAVY HAVE NARY A LUMP, MAY YOUR YAMS BE DELICIOUS, MAY YOUR PIES TAKE THE PRIZE, MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING DINNER STAY OFF OF YOUR THIGHS. GOBBLE 'TIL YOU WOBBLE.........

WILD GIGGLES!!! Thanks, Herbie Darlin' - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH - 11/21/07:

I'm completely out of room in the refrigerator, and it's 36 out, so I am putting the brined turkey (water, Kosher salt, sugar, Bay's seasoning, organic herb blend) in a big enameled pan out on the balcony of my 3rd floor unit. I'll pull it in in the morning and roast it in the big freestanding roaster/cooker my son Lars gave me a few years ago all day. The boneless center-cut pork roast is in a ginger-lime marinade; the top round beef roast is a garlic-peppercorn marinade. There are small cooked shrimp to serve with cocktail sauce, and the smoked salmon (I found out the Scottish smoked salmon is $8 a lb cheaper at Market Basket than at Stop and Shop, so guess where I bought it) is presliced; I've made Irish brown bread rather than rye bread to go with the salmon; Irish brown bread is easier. And there is some thin-sliced ham. Youngest child (daughterling Avens, who is a full-time college student AND a full-time manager trainee at a mall store) reminded me that at her store they all bring in something to eat for Black Friday, could I possibly make Swedish meatballs and lend her a crockpot to keep them hot? (Mission accomplished; meatballs are made). And could we possibly have her friend Mikey over for Thanksgiving because his parents have disowned him ? (Sure, though he is an angry young man, and will probably have to be reminded several times about his language, which can be inappropriate.) The scallops have been wrapped in partially cooked bacon, ready to hit the hot oven briefly. The bite-sized bits of NY sirloin steak, rubbed with Montreal Meat seasonings, are ready for a hot oven too. Spanakopita triangles appetizer size cooked, ready for reheating in oven. (My daughter-in-law loves these; apparently they remind her of something similar in Bulgaria, her home country). Artichoke hearts, check; curry mayonnaise mixed. Sparkling juices, selzer, regular and diet sodas, pomegranate juice, champagne, blueberry wine and white wine are being chilled. Mashed potatoes, garlic mashed potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes done, all ready to be reheated. Salad greens ready. Yellow rice will have to be made fresh but it's fairly quick (saffron is what makes it yellow; I use the less expensive Mexican saffron rather than "true saffron"). The corn is frozen; the green beans are too; I'll heat those at the last minute; though I love beets no one else seems to so there won't be any. One 12 ounce bag of fresh cranberries has been cooked with a cup of water and a cup of sugar to make traditional whole-berry sauce and is chilling. The second bag of cranberries was put through the food processor, raw, with sugar and 2 oranges and is mellowing in the refrigerator. (No candied ginger; no nuts; I like them but the rest don't). There are harvest tablecloths on both the long tables, the three coffee tables, the folding card table, and the home altar. In the morning I will set the tables with plates and bowls and flatware and napkins, and make the stuffings and the homemade crescent rolls and herb bread. Pat and Tim are bringing pies-- apple, apple cranberry, pumpkin, and coconut custard. Praise for the bounty! We will give thanks, indeed! May all of you have excellent gatherings with friends, family, and food... Domi

YUM, YUM!!! Thanks, Domi - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From one of my Famous Marines, Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII - 11/21/07 - "Dear Carol / Dimples, Thank you very much !!!":

Dear Carol / Dimples,

Thank you very much for your concern for my well being. I am happy to report that I am doing very good and I didn't mean to take so long to email you BUT, My Computer crashed and I had to wait for my Grandsons (2 of them) to resque me.

I wanted to restore my Computer to a new date back about 2 months, That went real well, I didn't like that date so I wanted to bring it back to the present time, Somewhere along the line she Crashed. I could not REVIVE it so all I could do was seek help from my Grandsons (That's what Grandkids are for) ~~~ Right.

My old Computer system was "Windows XP", They could not bring it back to life so they installed the newer system "Windows Vista". I like it very much and it is a little different, I just have to learn the newer functions and other updates. My older Grandson works with Computers and the younger Grandson will graduate from High School this year, They could not say why it crashed and they worked for 2 hours trying to get it back to life.

This brings to mind something "Mark Twain" said many years ago when it was published in the newspaper's around 1903 that he had passed away, "The report of my demise was a bit premature". He was born when Haley's Comet was overhead around 1830 and he died when Haley's Comet was overhead 75 years later around 1905. Don't quote me on those dates, They may be off a few years, I didn't look it up.

I will be going over to my Son-in-Law's relatives for Thanksgiving, They are a nice group of people and I enjoy them very much (I think they enjoy my company also). I think they are waiting for me to tell them "again" how it was back in WW II days, I can hear the GROANS OF DELIGHT already !!!

Please bear with me on my spelling, With the old system I had Spell Check, I have to find the new spell check now ???

Herbie

Thanks so much, Herbie Darlin' - all's well that ends well - and your good report saved me a phone call!

From Buster Vest ('63) of VA - 11/21/07 - "Pumpkin Pie":

Happy Thanksgiving !

Click Below.

PUMPKIN PIE

Thanks, Buster - Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA - 11/21/07 - "Happy Thanksgiving!":

http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=WQ26144948

Thank you so much, Sandi, that's beautiful! Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From My #6 Son, Dale Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL / American School, IL - '02) of VA - 11/21/07:

(Regarding the Cats in a CD store) heavy metal is the best one... hehe

But was anyone really surprised at your surprise newsletter? I think not. ;)

I love you, Mom. Happy Thanksgiving!

I love you, too, Sweetie-Weetie! Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

From Joe Madagan ('57) of FL - 11/21/07:

Hi, Carol:

Your dedicated work on the website that keeps the "Typhoon Nation" in touch is one of the many blessings we have to be thankful for tomorrow. Years and miles no longer separate us when we can communicate via the "TYPHOON Conduit" and enjoy some fun together, as well as some of those delicious recipes. Even the sad news of one of our own leaving this earth for a better home allows us to grieve together when we cannot attend the funeral services and greet the family.

I am busy catching up on my accumulated newsletters, as Eva and I attended the first Reunion of Recruit Platoon 276, Parris Island, 1957 over last weekend and this week. 50 years ago we were in training to become United States Marines. One of our Drill Instructors attended, coming in from Iowa. It was a hoot. Everyone had sore cheeks from laughing so much as we recalled those days at Parris Island. We did not laugh back then, but we sure made up for it during our first reunion.

After all, when we marched like a "herd" our late Senior Drill Instructor had the entire platoon come to a halt, and join hands, and raise them head high, and skip along, as we all sang the tune, "We are the Rinso Girls" as we suffered humiliation before the rest of the Platoons assembled in front of the Mess Hall. We DID learn!!!

A visit to the National Museum of the Marine Corps and staying on base at Marine Corps Base Quantico made for a very nice emersion back into the Corps for us all.

We can all be thankful that He who began a good work in us all will be faithful to complete it (Phil. 1:6)

TYPHOON Regards,

Joe Madagan ('57) of FL

Thank you so very much, Adonis! Semper Fi and Happy Thanksgiving to you, too!

AS PROMISED:

From the Daily Press - 11/22/07:

They're thankful for friends

By Lisa Finneran 247-740 - November 19, 2007

		It started 13 years ago when a couple of friends wanted to support a high school teammate dying of lung cancer. They arranged to take Davis M. "Buddy" Ballard to breakfast at the Warwick Restaurant across from Christopher Newport University. "He was my best friend from high school, and I wanted to be with him," said Bill Leggette, who graduated from Newport News High School with Ballard in 1952. "When people started calling me to find out how he was doing, I told them to come to breakfast and see." Ballard was 63 when he died in 1996, but the guys kept coming. More than 650 Tuesdays later, they are still coming, some traveling from Gloucester, Williamsburg and Smithfield to share cups of coffee and plates of eggs and pancakes with friends. "I've eaten here so often I don't even have to order," said Stewart Rodgers, who also graduated from Newport News High in 1952.
A group of old buddies from Newport News meet at the Warwick Restaurant for breakfast to talk about all things and old times. Waitress Rhonda Hicks hands over the food to Elwood Warren, left, and Bill Castelow, right. (Joe Fudge, Daily Press / October 16, 2007)

Most were athletes who competed for and graduated from Newport News High between the late 1930s and the mid-1950s. But there are a few regulars who went to school in Hampton, and occasionally guys from Portsmouth join the crowd. Most stayed in the area and worked for a variety of local businesses or governments. Today all are retired. They say they come back for the friendship that's developed over the years from their common background and experiences. Joey Lawrence, who graduated from Hampton High School in 1954, keeps the unofficial list of all the guys who have attended at least one breakfast over the years. There are more than 300 names on the roll today. "When we were young, we hated each other," Lawrence said, referring to the rivalry between the two high schools. "But now we're just like brothers. We go back a long way." The first of the group typically arrives about 7:30 a.m., and an hour later there are no parking spots left outside and one section of the restaurant is full. The conversation can get pretty lively. "If you have a problem, most any time someone here can fix it. If you're sick, someone here has had it before and they can tell you how to get well. If you need an opinion, you can get it here," said Bob Whitley, who graduated from Newport News High in 1951. "It's family. It's extended family. Friends are like family." In fact, Leggette says, friends are what keep him going. "If you don't have friends, you don't have anything," Leggette said.

WOWZERONI!!!

HOLIDAY REUNION NEWS:

The NNHS Class of 1958 Holiday Gathering will be held Tuesday, December 11, 2007 at 6:00 PM
(Dinner at 7:00 PM) at Mike's Place, An Irish Pub, (757-599-5500) 458 Warwick Village Shopping Center, (Hilton Village,
across from the Cedar Lane entrance to the Mariners' Museum), Newport News, VA 23601-3240.
CONTACT: Jwdvt@aol.com

The NNHS Class of 1957 Holiday Party will be held Wednesday, December 12, 2007 at 6:00 PM
at Angelo's (Route 17), Newport News, VA.
CONTACT: Pabletz@aol.com

DATES TO REMEMBER:

1. Thursday, December 6, 2007, 11:00 AM - Class of 1955 Lunch Bunch - Angelo's Steak and Pancake Restaurant on J. Clyde Morris Boulevard - OPEN TO ALL WITH FRIENDS IN CLASS OF 1955

2. Tuesday, December 11, 2007, 6:00 PM - Class of 1958 Holiday Party - Mike O'Neal's (Warwick Village Shopping Center, Hilton Village, across from the Cedar Lane entrance to the Mariners' Museum) - NNHS CLASS OF 1958

3. Wednesday, December 12, 2007, 6:00 PM - Class of 1957 Holiday Party - Angelo's (Route 17) - NNHS CLASS OF 1957

4. Friday and Saturday, May 16 - 17, 2008 - NNHS CLASS OF 1958

Among my very choicest blessings, for which I am eternally thankful, is my association with all of y'all. Thank you for enriching my life in so many different ways.

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

Love to all, Carol

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NNHS CLASS OF '65 WEB SITE: http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com

PERSONAL WEB SITE: http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/cluckmeat

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Carol Buckley Harty
219 Four Ply Lane
Fayetteville, NC 29311-9305
910-488-9408

We Gather Together

Text: Nederlandtsch Gedencklanck; trans. by Theodore Baker 
Music: 16th cent. Dutch melody; arr. by Edward Kremser (1838-1914) 
Tune: KREMSER, Meter: Irr.


We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing;
He chastens and hastens His will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing,
Sing praises to His name: He forgets not his own.

Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,
Ordaining, maintaining His kingdom divine
So from the beginning the fight we were winning;
Thou, Lord, wast at our side, All glory be thine!

We all do extol thee, thou leader triumphant,
And pray that thou still our defender wilt be.
Let thy congregation escape tribulation;
Thy name be ever praised! O Lord, make us free!

"We Gather Together" midi courtesy of http://www.breadsite.org/classic.htm - 11/21/04

"We Gather Together" lyrics courtesy of http://www.jeannepasero.com/thanksmidis.html - 11/21/04

Thanksgiving Horn of Plenty clip art courtesy of http://seismo.berkeley.edu/~burgmann/EPS150/lecture_schedule_eps150.html - 11/19/07

Fall Leaves Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.hellasmultimedia.com/webimages/thanksgiving/thanksgiving_lines_5.htm - 11/19/07

Animated Tiny 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
Thanks, Al!

Anchor clip art courtesy of Steve Silsby (FHS - '72) of NC - 12/14/05
Thanks, Steve!

Crab clip art courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/ - 10/02/05

Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of Herbert Hice of MI - one of my Famous Marines who served in the South Pacific during WWII.
Thanks, Herbie!!

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.onemileup.com/miniSeals.asp - 05/29/06

Hillsboro Topper (Band Version) clip art courtesy of http://www.hillsboroschools.net/schools/hhs/activities/music2/Band/bio.html - 06/07/08
Thanks, Mark!

American School Logo courtesy of http://www.americanschoolofcorr.com/grads.asp - 09/05/06

Animated Ringing Christmas Bell clip art (designed by Art Holden) courtesy of http://www.animationfactory.com - 12/08/05

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