11/30/05 - NNHS Newsletter - I Love You
"There is no
pain equal to that which two lovers inflict on one another....
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
|This issue of the Newsletter is certainly laden with images! I hope you enjoy them as much as I did!|
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NNHS Class of 1958 Holiday Dinner, 2005
Place: Hampton Yacht Club
Date: Monday, December 19, 2005
Time: 6:00 PM Social; 7:00 PM Dinner
Contact: Joe Drewry at email@example.com
From Cheryl Mays Howard ('66) of VA - 11/28/05 - "memory":
The comment about THE DOG HOUSE brought back a vivid memory for me.
It was 1966 and I was leaving NNHS to eat lunch at the Dog House. As I was leaving the front hall two guys started whistling and "cat calling". They were John Howard ('66 - of VA - currently deployed) and Tommy Jenkins ('66)! Little did I know I would marry John three years later and Tommy would be in our wedding!
Peace & Blessing,
And there it began! What a sweet memory! Thanks for sharing that with us, Cheryl! I posted it:
From Forrest Powell ('63) of VA - 11/28/05:
I don't think the blonde kid sitting on the curb during the parade on Washington Avenue was me, but thanks for trying to match me up. Wish I still had that much hair. It seems a little thinner than when I was that young.
Hi, Forrest! It's so good to
hear from you! Well, I suppose that's he's not you, but as you see, it
was an honest mistake! It stands to reason that there could have been
two adorable little blond-haired boys in Newport News back then!
Easter Sunday, April 17, 1949
Jimmy Parker ('62), Kathleen Powell ('60), and Forrest Powell ('63)
April 17, 1949
Forrest Powell ('63)
Unidentified Blond Boy
Courtesy of Jimmy
of VA - 07/18/04
|Courtesy of Aretie Gallins Patterson ('59) of Northern VA - 11/26/05|
I had a surprise phone call from Nancy Dodd. She moved away from NNHS to Maryland
when we were in the ninth grade. She and I dated for awhile back in the good old days. She is still living there and sounds like she is doing great. Those Briarfield girls were lookers. I was 14 and my dad, who ran the Walter Reed Market next to the school on Wickham Avenue and 25th Street, delivered groceries to Nancy's grandmother on Hilton ? Boulevard, so I got to know Nancy and I guess her grandmother checked me out through my dad.
Keep up the wonderful website.
Forrest Powell '63
What a nice surprise for you! It's always fun to hear from old friends, and all the more so when they were early loves.
Thanks so much, Forrest!
From Aretie Gallins Patterson ('59) of Northern VA - 11/29/05 - "History":
I know exactly what you mean about “losing it,” remembering past times and looking at old pictures. It happens to me, too.
There is a certain wistfulness, a certain longing, made all the more poignant, I think, by the fact that so many of the places that were such a part of our growth and development, just simply are no more. We can not go back and be in those places and swap stories and laugh and cry at our memories because those places are gone, torn down.
Not only places, but even more wistful and poignant, is the departure of friends and classmates and teachers who now belong to the ages. I look at the pictures of those who are gone from us and sorrow. For me anyway, they have never aged. They remain in my mind’s eye forever young, just as they were in the yearbooks or in the halls of NNHS. Even when I see familiar names in the newsletter, it is not their present ages that I see.
Oh, I do the same thing! And I've found through attending reunions, that even though from across the room I might no longer be able to recognize someone, as I talk with them face to face, the years seem to drop mysteriously from them, as if they are being processed through some weird morphing mechanism. And I suppose they are.
Carol, it seems to me that what we are doing in the newsletters is creating an invaluable record, a history of a certain time and places and people that can no longer fall to the wrecking ball or succumb to the ravages of disease or war or be preyed upon by aging or failed memory. In these pages we reclaim our lost places, our lost times, our lost friends, classmates, and teachers. We create a record for all time of our history and serve notice to posterity that we of NNHS passed this way. We preserve that spirit that was and still is NNHS that will pulse in our veins until our last breath and then in these pages bequeath its image to generations.
You, Carol, have facilitated this tribute, this memorial to our history. Without you and your tireless efforts, these newsletters would not continue to renew the bonds and the spirit that we forged at NNHS.
WOWZERS. Quite frequently people ask me why it is that I do what I do. Why would I spend countless hours and emotionally investing myself so deeply into something which no longer exists - especially when I was neither commissioned to do so, nor am salaried for the process? To me it is so self-evident, that I hardly understand the question, let alone how to address it. I usually try to stammer out a lame answer or just give them a deer-in-the-headlights look and say nothing.
THAT is why I do what I do. Thank you for expressing it so beautifully for me, Aretie.
Sometimes I have thought that one of these days I’d like to go back through the newsletters and create an index of names with dates of newsletters in which they appear. It would be quite an endeavor, I am sure; nevertheless it is one that interests me. I guess the history teacher still lurks in me.
How often I have longed to know the technology which would enable this! How marvelous it would be to push one button and have it bring up all the articles and comments on a related subject.
Oh, yes, Carol, those Newport News parades were memorable. As you said, it was an unforgettable sight to see the Typhoon Marching Band approach and pass by. And Christmas shopping in the malls does not compare with the festive, bustling to and fro of the crowds that filled the downtown streets of Washington Avenue under the Christmas lights overhead.
You know, bit by bit, through the newsletters experiences long faded beyond memory come inching back into my consciousness…. Like the store Broadway. When I wrote to you last and named stores where we shopped, I had forgotten all about Broadway. Then just musing over my memories, I remembered the Broadway Department Store, located on Washington Avenue. And then I remembered Lerner’s! How could I have forgotten Lerner’s. That’s where my first pair of stockings came from, “nylons” as they were often called in those days. The hosiery counter was right inside the door on the left.
That's where I bought all of my nylons - right at that front counter! I remember Easter of 1961. Glamour magazine had convinced me that strawberry pink was the color to wear that year, from head to toe. My size 7 strawberry pink suit-dress sheath, my flower-encrusted pillbox hat, and my strawberry pink nylons all came from Lerner's. The outfit was beautiful, but it was those shimmering rosie-pink nylons which made all the difference in my mind. With white gloves, white bag, and white 3" pumps, I felt far older than my 13 years, and those nylons seemed to make me feel like the woman I really wasn't.
(C'mon, Jimmy-Jimmy, you knew I'd remember my Easter outfit!)
I am sending two pictures from the Class of 1959 commencement ceremonies. The one of the faculty procession is somewhat blurry, but I treasure it anyway. Shown in the faculty procession are Mrs. Garland Conn, your sister, Eleanor’s (Buckley Nowitzky of NC) and my eighth grade general science teacher and Mrs. Jean Woolwine Clift, who taught typing and was Junior Class Co-Sponsor in 1959. Behind Mrs. Clift is Mrs. Phoebe Hoyle, who was my French teacher. The other picture shows a few of the seniors in the line of march. Shown are Whit Hancock, me, Nancy Oldfield and Harry Conn (of VA). You can readily see that Whit and I are looking down at our feet. I’ve never been agile on my feet nor had a good sense of rhythm, and I was so worried about getting out of step, especially since Miss Crane was out in the hall, sweeping her arm to the rhythm of the march, and calling out LEFT, right, LEFT, right.
Hope you enjoy the pictures.
Take care, and God Bless.
1959 NNHS Graduation: Faculty
Mrs. Jean Woolwine Clift, Mrs. garland January Conn, and Mrs. Phoebe Bobbitt Hoyle
1959 NNHS Graduation:
Whit Hancock, Aretie Gallins, Nancy Oldfield, and Harry Conn
What treasures these are!!!
These are already posted on Odds and Ends, but chances are excellent they will show up elsewhere as well in the near future!
Thank you so very much, Aretie!
From Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 11/29/05:
|I saw this on eBay and thought you might be interested. Even better, the excursion date is my birthday.|
EBAY AD COPY READS: Up for auction is an original sign from the 1950s or 1960s...Purchased w/ several others out of a persons garage years ago...This sign is for 2 trains leaving at 8:30 a.m. and 2:00 p.m. to BUCKROE BEACH....SAT. AUG. 19TH...I am not sure if there was an amusement part at the beach or just rides to the beach...GO WITH SAMIS GROTTO TO BUCKROE BEACH.....ETC......Heavy cardboard sign mailed between 2 pieces of cardboard for minimal shipping....Sign measures approx. 4 1/2 x 36"....AS FOUND CONDITION....some tears at edges where nailed up.....
EBAY AD COPY READS: Up for auction is an vintage sign advertising SAMIS GROTTO TWILIGHT TO BUCKROE BEACH SAT., AUG 16...LARGEST TWILIGHT OF THE SEASON ===TWO SECTIONS.....Sign purchased out of person's garage years ago w/ others listed...was nailed up....Signs are from the 1950s / 1960s....Heavy cardboard, as found, some tears to edges, corners where nailed.......foxed from age.....Will mail between two heavy pieces of cardboard for minimal shipping...Vintage beach sign measures 5 x 35....
WOWZERS!!! Thanks, David! These are
most unusual, I would think. And having one which mentions your
birthday and Buckroe all in the same breath is way beyond cool!
In trying to determine the dates, I checked with one of my favorite sites, http://www.timeanddate.com and learned that Saturday , August 19th fell on a Saturday in 1950, 1961, and 1967. Saturday, August 16th occurred in 1952 and 1958. Because of the closeness of the years, I selected 1961 and 1958 as the probable dates of the signs, but there's really no way I can be sure of that at this time with the information available.
But Dave found some
|Samis Grotto, a
Masonic organization, sponsors charitable programs and cerebral
palsy clinics and contributes to dentistry for the handicapped and cancer research.
An offshoot is the Ladies of Samis Grotto.
Also, look here: http://www.cinematreasures.org/theater/11619/Thanks again, Dave!
I haven't posted these elsewhere yet because my obsessive brain is trying to decide whether to place them on Buckroe Beach or Buckroe Amusement Park. Sad, isn't it??
From Ed Nichols ('62) of Northern VA - 11/29/05 - "Classmate info?":
|I am looking for some information on
Joe Thweatt, NNHS Class of 1961. We were on the stage crew together and
were good friends in high school. He was stage manager for two years before
I was. He went to the shipyard
from high school (Apprentice School I believe) but has since moved on. I
have heard he is in Washington State but not sure. I believe he was best
looking on the Class of 1961.
I've had this clipping of Ross' obituary all these years, and for unknown reasons, had never scanned or posted it until today. It may seem surprising that I had kept that clipping when I never knew either Ross or his family, but the reality is that I clipped everything. Unfortunately, 95% of those clippings fell victim to some precious but naughty little boys I knew back in the late 70's who started playing with Mommy's memorabilia and destroyed them, bless their little hearts.
By the way, I don't want this to be misinterpreted, but I find it difficult to believe that the Classes of 1960 and 1961 have lost as few people as are shown here, when the Class of 1965 has already lost more than one-tenth of its whole. Has the Angel of Death really been that merciful to those War Babies while carting the Baby Boomers off in droves?? If any of y'all have knowledge of more passings, please let us know. For instance, I believe that someone told me that one of the Helmer twins from '61 had passed away. As sad as it is, we need to record these things. Thanks.
I know he dated
LaVernia Hudson ('62 - of VA) for awhile.
Thanks, Eddie! I thought I had some information or at least leads on the Cutler family, but I looked for it for several hours to no avail, so I suppose I imagined that whole thing. Perhaps someone else can help.
From Chip Clark ('65) of Northern VA - 11/29/05:
Hi there, Webmistress Carol!
I'm a little closer to getting you the disc of images from 1965 and the October Reunion...
I had a friend get married the weekend before Thanksgiving, and I did the photographs; my first digital wedding! ... and I shot my usual plethora of images... about 450 shots in all.. And I had to get them sorted, edited, corrected and tonight burned to a couple of DVD discs.... about 10 Gb worth of data.
Now I can go back to NNHS and finish up.
If people want the images, I could send them a disc too.... I envision fitting everything onto a CD as Jpeg files at normal screen resolution. Of course folks are welcomed to copy the images and duplicate the discs if they'd like. I'm not too fussy about my images.
Would you post some notice to that effect? I have no idea if people would like higher resolution files for printing and such, or whether just looking at pictures on a website are sufficient....
If folks wanted to make prints of the images on the disc, they should be able to go to 8x12 or a little better without appreciable loss of quality... of the modern digital shots... some of the vintage 1965 images are scarry beyond 4x6...
WOWZERONI!!! Did y'all catch that?!? "Not too fussy about my images?!?"
I trust you understand what a professional photographer of Chip's caliber could charge you for each one of those images, doncha???
Thanks so much, Chippy Darlin'. You are a sweetie! I'm certainly looking forward to that disc!
Considering it's length, this Newsletter has taken more time than usual to edit. Just why that is, I cannot say - but be advised that once again, I did not finish, and large backlogs - new and old - yet await me, as well as the creation of several new pages which were "cued" herein, but not made. Keep the faith.
Y'all take care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER!
Love to all, Carol
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I Love You So Much It Hurts Me
I love you so much it hurts me
Darlin, that's why I'm so blue
I'm so afraid to go to bed at night
Afraid of losing you.
I love you so much, it hurts me
And there's nothing I can do
I want to hold you, my dear, forever and ever
I love so much it hurts me so.
"I Love You So Much It Hurts Me" midi (sequenced by Harry Todd) courtesy of http://www.steenmp.dk/us/midi.htm - 11/14/05
"I Love You So Much It Hurts Me" lyrics courtesy of http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/I-Love-You-So-Much-It-Hurts-lyrics-Ray-Charles/9E9F3D71BFE8CF9948256C24000D72E2 - 11/14/05
"Love Hurts" Image courtesy of http://www.nolimit-studio.com/lafamosax/archives/cat_el_vecindario.php - 11/14/05
Red Heart Leaf Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.iconbazaar.com/bars/botanical/pg10.html - 11/14/05
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