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12/02/17 - NNHS Newsletter - Silver Bells
“When Christmas bells are swinging above the
fields of snow, we hear sweet
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
Let the Christmas carols and songs begin!
BONUS #1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stEjTFMb940 - Silver Bells - Jim Reeves
BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkylgZFT_CM - Silver Bells - Dean Martin
BONUS #3 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sS-MPx06Mm8 - Silver Bells - Johnny Mathis
BONUS #4 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2icfjEPA6U - Silver Bells - Andy Williams
|"Silver Bells" is a classic
Jay Livingston and
"Silver Bells" was first performed by Bob Hope and Marilyn Maxwell in the motion picture The Lemon Drop Kid, filmed in July–August 1950 and released in March 1951. The first recorded version was by Bing Crosby and Carol Richards, released by Decca Records in October 1950. After the Crosby and Richards recording became popular, Hope and Maxwell were called back in late 1950 to refilm a more elaborate production of the song.
"Silver Bells" started out as the questionable "Tinkle Bells." Said Evans, "We never thought that tinkle had a double meaning until Jay went home and his [first] wife said, 'Are you out of your mind? Do you know what the word tinkle is?'" The word is child's slang for urination.
This song's inspiration has conflicting reports. Several periodicals and interviews cite the writer Jay Livingston stating that the song inspiration came from by the bells used by Santa Clauses and Salvation Army people on New York City street corners.  However, an interview with co-writer Ray Evans to NPR said that the song was inspired by a bell that sat on Ray and Jay's shared office desk.
THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday today to Ann Lillaston Wilson ('57) AND Jimmy McDonald ('57) AND George Konstant ('65) of VA!
Happy Birthday tomorrow to Barbara Woods Spiers ('61) of VA AND the late Barbara Nell Howard Floyd ('67) (deceased 10/01/88) AND Franki Satisky ('68) of OR!
Happy Birthday this week to:
04 - William D. Dangler ('57) of VA AND Howard Williamson (Hampton HS - '63) of VA; 05 - Eugene Peters ('57) AND the late Gene Peters ('57) (deceased - 07/24/09) AND Melody Clendenin DeBerry (Warwick HS - '66) of VA;
06 - Frances Scheinman Berkman ('57);
07 - Jay Styles ('68) of VA AND Janice Pratt McGrew (Hampton HS - '67) of VA AND the late Tim Parsons (NNHS / Menchville HS - '73);
09 - Shirley Smith Langston ('57)!
Many Happy Returns, One and All!
|December 02, 1867 - At Tremont Temple in Boston, British author Charles Dickens gave his first public reading in the United States.|
100 YEARS AGO TODAY:
|December 02, 1917 - World War I: Russia and the Central Powers signed an armistice at Brest-Litovsk, and peace talks leading to the Treaty of Brest-Litovsk began.|
|December 2, 1942 -
Manhattan Project: A team led by
Enrico Fermi initiated the first self-sustaining
nuclear chain reaction.
December 2, 1943 - A Luftwaffe bombing raid on the harbour of Bari, Italy, sank numerous cargo and transport ships, including an American Liberty ship, the John Harvey, with a stockpile of World War I-era mustard gas.
From Bill Lee (Warwick HS - '54) of NC -11/30/10 - "Camp Patrick Henry activated"
Hampton Roads Port of Embarkation (HRPE) General Order #1 was issued on December 2, 1942, formally activating Camp Patrick Henry.
Carved out of 1,700 acres of thick woodland in what was once rural Warwick County, the rough-hewn camp was located along the C&O railroad line, fourteen miles northwest of the piers in Newport News. Camp Patrick Henry was essentially a city; albeit a temporary and decidedly military one. At the height of activity there, the staff included 350 officers, 2,300 enlisted men, 175 WAC's and 1,100 civilian employees.
The camp's initial mission was to house, feed, process and entertain troops heading overseas through HRPE. By the end of World War II, the number of men and women who passed through the camp and then went overseas totaled 1,412,107.
During 1944, some 2,300 German prisoners-of-war and 185 Italian Service Unit personnel worked at the camp, doing KP, grounds' keeping and maintenance work so that American soldiers would not have to do such menial duties.
After the war ended, the process was reversed. The total number of troops that came home and were processed back into civilian life at Camp Patrick Henry reached 697,341.
The camp was deactivated in early 1946, and the land was sold for commercial development in 1949. A sizable part of the property became Patrick Henry Airport.
Today, many other commercial entities are located on the grounds of what once was this vital part of the HRPE operations during World War II.
|WOWZERONI! Thank you so much, Bill!|
THIS DAY IN 1967:
|Saturday, December 02, 1967 - The Shadow Secretary of State for Transport, Mary Creagh, was born Mary Helen Creagh in Coventry, Warwickshire, England.|
From My Friend, Susan, of NC - 12/01/17:
expects you to have enough faith and determination and enough trust in
Him to keep moving, keep living, keep rejoicing. In fact, He expects you
not simply to face the future (that sounds pretty grim and stoic); He
expects you to embrace and shape the future--to love it and rejoice in
it and delight in your opportunities.”
-Jeffrey R. Holland
(b. 03 Dec 1940)
Thanks so much, Susan!
From Joan Lauterbach Krause ('60) of VA - 12/02/17:
|Thank you, Joan!|
From Drusilla West Groce ('56) of VA - 12/01/17:|
From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA - 11/12/17 - "Good words from Charlie Brown (#2 in a Series of 10)":
BONUS CHRISTMAS STORY:
My Friend, Tammy, of UT - 12/02/14 -"Daily Christmas Story (#2 in a Series of
|This year I decided to
share some of my favorite Christmas stories and quotes. It is a
tradition in our family to read a Christmas story every night in
December culminating with the Nativity on the 24th.
Christmas Stories Day 2,
by Stepanie Meyers....Enjoy!
|Christmas stories happen in
the most everyday places. I was part of one not long ago at the grocery
store. I hope I never forget it, though the memory is bittersweet.
I had been shopping for almost an hour by the time I got to the checkout lines. My two youngest sons were with me, the four-year-old refusing to hold onto the cart, the two-year-old trying to climb out of the basket and jump down to play with his brother. Both got progressively whinier and louder as I tried to keep them under control, so I was looking for the fastest lane possible. I had two choices. In the first line were three customers, and they all had just a few purchases. In the second line was only one man, a harried young father with his own crying baby, but his cart was overflowing with groceries.
I quickly looked over the three-person line again. The woman in the front was very elderly, white haired and rail thin, and her hands were shaking as she tried unsuccessfully to unlatch her big purse. In the other line, the young father was throwing his food onto the conveyor belt with superhuman speed. I got in line behind him.
It was the right choice. I was able to start unloading my groceries before the elderly woman was even finished paying. My four-year-old was pulling candy from the shelf, and my little one was trying to help by lobbing cans of soup at me. I felt I couldn’t get out of the store fast enough.
And then, over the sound of the store’s cheery holiday music, I heard the checker in the other line talking loudly, too loudly. I glanced over as my hands kept working.
“No, I’m sorry,” the checker was almost shouting at the old woman, who didn’t seem to understand. “That card won’t work. You are past your limit. Do you have another way to pay?” The tiny old woman blinked at the checker with a confused expression. Not only were her hands shaking now, but her shoulders too. The teenage bagger rolled her eyes and sighed.
As I caught a soup can just before it hit my face, I thought to myself: “Boy, did I choose the right line! Those three are going to be there forever.” My mood was positively smug as my checker began scanning my food.
But the smiling woman directly in line behind the elderly lady had a different reaction. Quietly, with no fanfare, she moved to the older woman’s side and ran her own credit card through the reader.
“Merry Christmas,” she said softly, still smiling.
And then everyone was quiet. Even my rowdy children paused, feeling the change in the atmosphere.
It took a minute for the older woman to understand what had happened. The checker, her face thoughtful, hesitated with the receipt in her hand, not sure whom to give it to. The smiling woman took it and tucked it into the elderly woman’s bag.
“I can’t accept …” the older woman began to protest, with tears forming in her eyes.
The smiling woman interrupted her. “I can afford to do it. What I can’t afford is not to do it.”
“Let me help you out,” the suddenly respectful bagger insisted, taking the basket and also taking the old woman’s arm, the way she might have helped her own grandmother.
I watched the checker in my line pause before she pressed the total key to dab at the corner of her eyes with a tissue.
Paying for my groceries and gathering my children, I made it out of the store before the smiling woman. I had made the right choice of lanes, it seemed.
But as I walked out into the bright December sunshine, I was not thinking about my luck but about what I could not afford.
I could not afford my current, self-absorbed frame of mind.
I could not afford to have my children learn lessons of compassion only from strangers.
I could not afford to be so distant from the spirit of Christ at any time of the year—especially during this great season of giving.
I could not afford to let another stranger, another brother or sister, cross my path in need of help without doing something about it.
And that is why I hope never to forget the Christmas hero in the grocery store. The next time I have a chance to be that kind of a hero, I can’t afford to miss it.
BONUS CHRISTMAS CROCHET PATTERNS:
Suominen's My Simple Star Coaster
http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/elf-slippers-4 - K J Hay's Elf Slippers - Pattern is not free, but only $3.00, and so super cute!
http://www.mrfood.com/Bar-Cookies/Easy-Pecan-Pie-Bars/ml/1 - Easy Pecan Pie Bars - "Pecan pie lovers, rejoice! Now you can get your favorite taste in bar cookie form. That's right, these little wonders taste just like bite-sized pecan pies!"
http://www.mrfood.com/Potatoes-Rice/Sweet-Potato-Crowns/ml/1 - Sweet Potato Crowns - "They taste delicious, so why not treat your gang royally with our Sweet Potato Crowns? If you're looking for a change-of-pace go-along that teams with lots of your favorite main dishes, this is a must-try."
http://www.mrfood.com/Appetizers/Bread-Bowl-Dip-1352/ml/1 - Bread Bowl Dip - "For years we've been sharing recipes that your gang eats up. With this one, we betcha they'll even eat the 'bowl' it's served in!"
From www.ajokeaday.com - 12/01/17:
|Did you hear about the two silk
worms in a race?
They ended in a tie.
DATES TO REMEMBER:
1. Every Tuesday, 7:30 AM - Male grads meet at Angelo's Restaurant on J. Clyde
Morris Boulevard for breakfast and camaraderie.
2. Wednesday, January 10, 2018 -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.
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Love to all, Carol
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