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11/26/20 - NNHS Newsletter
Thanksgiving Day comes, by statute, once a year; to the honest man it comes as frequently as the heart of gratitude will allow.

Edward Sandford Martin

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”

-  John Fitzgerald Kennedy
(22 May 1923 - 22 Nov 1963)

The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!

Henry Ward Beecher
(24 June 1813 - 08 Mar 1887)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,  

   Today is a really precious holiday. Here's something I borrowed from my personal page which I wrote over a dozen years ago while in a bit of a silly mood (who - ME? ):

Contrary to the propaganda constantly put out by Yankees (who seem to share grabbing top honors to themselves with Texans
and the Russians!), the first Thanksgiving was held at Berkeley Plantation along the James River in Virginia on December 4, 1619.
Those Johnny-Come-Lately, "Let's Claim Every Honor for Ourselves", Blithering Yankees didn't even ARRIVE
on America's shores until November 9, 1620!

For the TRUE version, see:

   If you'd prefer the Yankee Version, see:

   Either way, Happy Thanksgiving!

BONUS #1 -  Thanksgiving Medley

BONUS #2 - We Gather Together

BONUS #3 - We Gather Together, Celtic Woman


"We Gather Together" is a Christian hymn of Dutch origin written in 1597 by Adrianus Valerius as "Wilt heden nu treden" to celebrate the Dutch victory over Spanish forces in the Battle of Turnhout. It was originally set to a Dutch folk tune. In the United States, it is popularly associated with Thanksgiving Day and is often sung at family meals and at religious services on that day.
We gather together to ask our Lord's blessing...

At the time the hymn was written, the Dutch were engaged in a war of national liberation against the Catholic King Philip II of Spain. "Wilt heden nu treden," "We gather together" resonated because under the Spanish King, Dutch Protestants were forbidden to gather for worship. The hymn first appeared in print in a 1626 collection of Dutch patriotic songs, "Nederlandtsch Gedencklanck."

The hymn is customarily performed to a tune known as "Kremser", from Eduard Kremser's 1877 score arrangement and lyric translation of Wilt Heden Nu Treden into Latin and German. The modern English text was written by Theodore Baker in 1894.

According to the Hymn Society in the United States and Canada, "We Gather Together's" first appearance in an American hymnal was in 1903.[citation needed] It had retained popularity among the Dutch, and when the Dutch Reformed Church in North America decided in 1937 to abandon the policy that they had brought with them to the New World in the 17th century of singing only psalms and add hymns to the church service, "We Gather Together" was chosen as the first hymn in the first hymnal.[1]

The hymn steadily gained popularity, especially in services of Thanksgiving on such occasions as town and college centennial celebrations. According to Carl Daw, executive director of the Hymn Society, the "big break" came in 1935 when it was included in the national hymnal of the Methodist-Episcopal Church.[1]

According to Michael Hawn, professor of sacred music at Southern Methodist University's Perkins School of Theology, "by World War I, we started to see ourselves in this hymn," and the popularity increased during World War II, when "the wicked oppressing" were understood to include Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan...[1]


    Happy Thanksgiving Birthday today to   The late Betsy Goodson Covert (June '37) (d. 01/28/15) AND    Diana Price Carter ('66) of WV AND   Donna Price Devers ('66) of NC!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to Gayle Fallin Harris ('57) AND   Susan Gary (Warwick HS / NNHS - '61) of VA AND Goldie Preville Knurr ('63) of CO AND  Domi O'Brien ('64) of NH!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

28 -   The late Jennings Bryan (June '42) (d. 03/17/19);

29 -  The late Jimmy Key ('57) (d. 03/21/12) AND  Randy Bearor ('64) of VA;

30 -   Rip Collins ('65) of TN AND    Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA;

01 -  My Daughter of Other Parents, Megan Fulmer Mansfield (Marshall HS, TX - 2002) of TX;

02 -  Ann Lillaston Wilson ('57) AND Jimmy McDonald ('57) AND   George Konstant ('65) of VA:

03 -   Barbara Woods Spiers ('61) of VA AND the late Barbara Nell Howard Floyd ('67) (d. 10/01/88) AND Franki Satisky ('68) of OR!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!


November 26, 1939 - Shelling of Mainila: The Soviet Army orchestrated the incident which was used to justify the start of the Winter War with Finland four days later.

November 26, 1940 - The Nazis forced 500,000 Jews of Warsaw, Poland to live within a walled ghetto.

November 26, 1941 - The Kido Butai (Japanese Combined Fleet) left the Kuril Islands to strike Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941.

November 26, 1942 - U.S. President Franklin D. Roosevelt ordered nationwide gasoline rationing to begin December 1.

November 26, 1942 - Yugoslav Partisans convened the first meeting of the Anti-Fascist Council of National Liberation of Yugoslavia at Bihać in northwestern Bosnia.

November 26, 1942 - Casablanca, the movie starring Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman, premiered in New York City

November 26, 1943 - HMT Rohna is sunk by the Luftwaffe in an air attack in the Mediterranean north of Béjaïa, Algeria.

November 26, 1944 - A German V-2 rocket hit a Woolworth's store on New Cross High Street, United Kingdom, killing 168 shoppers.

November 26, 1944 - Germany began V-1 and V-2 attacks on Antwerp, Belgium.


November 26, 1970 - In Basse-Terre, Guadeloupe, 1.5 inches (38.1 mm) of rain fell in a minute, the heaviest rainfall ever recorded.

November 26, 1970 - Basketball player and sportscaster John Amaechi was born John Uzoma Ekwugha Amaechi in Boston, Massachusetts.

November 26, 1970 - Comedian and radio host Dave Hughes was born David William Hughes in Warrnambool, Victoria, Australia.

“We have too many high sounding words, and too few actions that correspond with them.”

- Abigail Smith Adams
(31 July 1920 - 10 Aug 2007)

From Joan Lauterbach Krause ('60) of VA - 11/29/19:

   Thank you, Joan!

  From Jimmy Dick ('65) of FL - 11/26/19, 9:27 AM - "THANKSGIVING MEMORIES: Those Days Leading Up to Thanksgiving":

  Remember those last few days before Thanksgiving as a young child? It was a time in life when you were footloose and fancy free of responsibility excepting your schoolwork and some assigned chores? You didn't have to pay rent or buy your own food and life was a big bowl of cherries. As Thanksgiving drew near, every time you walked into the kitchen your mouth would water with all of the good things to eat being assembled while the turkey finished thawing. And Mom would order you out, telling you not to touch or nibble on anything you might find that was out. I do believe she had a memorized inventory of everything on the counter and immediately knew if anything had been touched or moved.

By the Tuesday before Thanksgiving we were anxious for the next two days to end since our Thanksgiving Day holiday was a four day weekend. Attending Wilson Elementary, I could see my house from the classroom since the only thing between the school and the house was a street and a big vacant lot with a pathway through it for neighborhood students. I wondered what Mom was fixing and how the kitchen would smell and when school was out, I found out. She was baking all the goodies to go with dinner and my appetite immediately appeared, but I was told to go out with friends and play football, then she might give me a sample. Two hours later, coming home with grass stains and dirty hands, she directed me to bathe first. Complying, I returned to have one of her special Thanksgiving sugar cookies awaiting me, large and tasty, then it was off to homework followed by dinner. Seeing all the workings for Thursday made dinner seem like we were paupers but we knew that was all part of Mom's plan to get us good and ready for the feast.
Stay out of my kitchen were Mom's warning words.

Wednesday morning, up early to read the paper, I turned to see the hype for the big game the next day. With my big sister a high school student, I started following the Typhoon, our sports teams at Newport News High and the Thanksgiving Day game was a classic. The opponent, the Hampton Crabbers, our next door neighbor arch rivals and a team that had quite the record in high school football, beat us much more often than they lost. Yet the game, which had been played on Thanksgiving since 1947 and, before that, an annual event since 1903, built spirit and tradition and therefore Old Newport pulled the surprise on quite a few occasions. The local sports page in the Daily Press did an excellent job of covering high school sports and in the case of this game, attended by as many as ten thousand sports fans, it got the limelight of that day. We even discussed it at school and the teacher allowed it, knowing how important it was to everyone in the old city. The anxiety was building.

Back home after school, the house was overcome with the aroma of Thanksgiving, yet Mom served us soup and sandwiches with a twinkle in her eye as she saw us keeping an eye on what was underway in the background. And then, on the morning of Thanksgiving, she gave us oatmeal before we all hopped in the car to go to the special Thanksgiving morning service at our downtown church, First Presbyterian. Driving on the bridge to enter downtown over multiple tracks of the C&O Railway leading into the Port of Newport News, we could see Saunders Stadium, home of the Typhoon, with the blue and gold streamers being attached to the goal post. I must admit that it was hard to pay attention to the sermon and get the always superb message from Dr. Buckles since the game and dinner was on our mind but he knew and understood. He smiled at me on the way out of the church and asked if I was going to the Newport News game and I just smiled with a big shake of yes with my head, garnering a big smile and a tousling of my hair on the way out.

At home, it was a quick sandwich, a change of clothes, dressing warmly when it was cold, and off we went to the game, except for Mom. She said this was the time that she could get things done and ready, then she would sit down, relax and listen to the game on the radio like just about everyone in Old Newport News would do back in those days. Dad, also a graduate of Newport News, would take us all, and my sister would go and sit with her friends in the student section. My brother and I and Dad sat in a good spot, he always got his tickets early and he adorned his fedora with blue and gold ribbon to cover the hat band. He had played football back in his day (Class of 1922) at the school and was like a big kid for the game.

Coming home was either joyous or sad, but once we walked into the house, all concerns dropped as we looked at the gorgeous dining room table with Mom's finest linen and a fall assortment of flowers courtesy of Dad's surprise delivery, and we prepared for a great meal. One I especially remember was when my Uncle Burr, an active Coast Guard Chief Petty Officer had liberty in port and he spent Thanksgiving with us and that was super special. So, how was the feast? Well, this blog was about the lead up and that is for another time but I can tell you this much. As I sit here right now thinking about those glorious times, I'm getting quite the yearning for a turkey dinner with all the trimmings and I just hope I can wait until Thursday. I guess that means I haven't changed much, doesn't it? How about you?

   Thank you so much, Jimmy!

    From Jimmy Hines ('64) of VA - 11/25/20, 9:28 PM:

Hey Carol (also a neat Neil Sedaka song!)...thank you for what you do, and I hope you and yours are well. 
Bobby ('66) sent me this (below)...might be will smile...
   OOH! Thank you so much, Santa Jim!

  From Mark Hutcherson ('66) of VA - 11/23/17:

    ABSOLUTELY! Thank you so much, Mark!

   This year's game will be played on Saturday, December 12, 2020 at 3:00 PM at Michie Stadium in West Point, New York, and will be broadcast by CBS.

   Go, Navy!


From Alton Jones ('66) of FL and NC - 11/25/20, 10:58 AM:

  Say what you will, but I’m convinced this is true ...

     Thanks, Alton!


   From My Cousin, Jean Atkinson Mallory (Warsaw HS / Rappahannock HS / John Marshall HS - '65) of VA - 11/25/19:


Underestimate me.
That'll be fun.


     Thanks, Jean!

“Misers aren’t fun to live with, but they make wonderful ancestors.

- David Brenner
(04 Feb 1936 - 15 Mar 2014


Christmas Patterns

Mr. Food's Turkey Pot Pie - "The ultimate comfort food has to be a bubblin' hot Turkey Pot Pie. One forkful and you'll know we're right. Plus, a turkey pot pie is a great way to put all of those Thanksgiving leftovers to good use!":

Mr. Food's Ham and Bean One Pot - "A vegetable trinity of chopped onion, celery, and peppers is the crunchy, tasty start to this hearty Ham and Bean One Pot. If you've got a hungry bunch, this one is sure to stick to their ribs."

Mr. Food's Turkey Buffet  - "Leftover turkey? Turkey Buffet is the easiest way to turn leftovers into something special. Everyone will love it. Try it -- you'll see! This is exactly the kind of recipe you've been looking for to make good use out of those Thanksgiving leftovers."


From - 11/25/18:

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   Y'all take good 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

"Never underestimate
the power of a drop
in the bucket."


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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 - 11/21/04

"We Gather Together" lyrics courtesy of - 11/21/04

"Thanksgiving Blessings" Title and Gold Mum Divider Line clip art courtesy
of - 11/18/06

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

John Marshall High School's (TX) Rams logo courtesy of - 04/26/13

Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still missing...)
Thanks, Al!
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Thanks, Norm!

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

Animated Laughing Irishman clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) (then) of GA - 01/20/10
Thanks, Al!

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!

Jeffrey Holman's Image "A Drop in the Bucket" courtesy of - 05/23/16

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