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12/08/14 - NNHS Newsletter -
Feast of the Immaculate Conception

“We never give more honour to Jesus than when we honour his Mother,
and we honour her simply and solely to honour him all the more perfectly.
We go to her only as a way leading to the goal we seek - Jesus, her Son.”

- Saint Louis Marie de Montfort
(31 Jan 1673 - 28 Apr 1716)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   This is our sixth observation of this Catholic Holiday.

BONUS - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FJaJZql3HY - O Gloriosa Virginum, 2008


HOMEWORK:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Immaculate_Conception

http://www.turnbacktogod.com/december-08-solemnity-of-the-immaculate-conception/

http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/07674d.htm


THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to Shirley Smith Langston ('57) AND Joan Gardner ('63)!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

10 -     John Murden ('60) of VA AND   Glen Davenport ('63) of VA;

11 -   Helen Bost Rainelle ('72) of FL;

12 -   Mary Massey Lyle ('61) of NJ AND      Marcus C. Higgins ('65) of AZ AND       Tom Norris (Hampton HS - '73) AND    My Former Daughter-in-Law, Bethany Winona McAllister (Siuslaw HS, OR - '94) of UT;

13 - Kay Davis Smith ('57);

14 - Elizabeth Mitchell Hedgepeth ('57) AND   Kathie Avant Taylor ('64) of GA;

15 - Jewell Hamner Crowe ('57) AND        Buster Vest ('63) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns, One and All!

http://www.nnhs65.com/Happy-Birthday.html 


100 YEARS AGO TODAY:

December 08, 1914 - World War I: A squadron of Britain's Royal Navy defeated an inferior squadron of the Imperial German High Seas Fleet in the Battle of the Falkland Islands in the South Atlantic.


THIS DAY IN WWII:

December 08, 1941 - The United States entered World War II when it declared war against Japan. The act came one day after the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. Britain and Canada also declared war on Japan.

December 08, 1941 - Japan made an amphibious landing on the coast of Thailand. Thailand declared war on the United States and England on January 25, 1942.

December 08, 1941 - The Japanese invaded the British Crown Colony of Hong Kong, British Malaya and the Dutch East Indies. They also invaded the portions of Shanghai administered by European powers and bombed American bases in the Philippines.

December 08, 1941 - Pacific War – the Republic of China officially declared war against Japan.

December 08, 1941 - First Japanese attack on Wake Island.

December 08, 1941 - Holocaust: Gas vans were first used as a means of execution, at the Chelmno extermination camp near Łódź in Poland.


THIS DAY IN 1964:

Tuesday, December 08, 1964 - Singer-songwriter and guitarist James Blundell was born in Stanthorpe, Queensland, Australia.

Tuesday, December 08, 1964 - Actress Teri Hatcher was born Teri Lynn Hatcher in Palo Alto, California.

Tuesday, December 08, 1964 - Wrestler Chigusa Nagayo (長与千種) was born in Omura, Nagasaki, Japan.

Tuesday, December 08, 1964 - Model, actor, and photographer Mike Ruiz was born in Montreal, Quebec, Canada.


       From George Helliesen ('61) of MI - 12/07/14 - "New Christmas Song":
 
New Christmas Song - https://www.youtube.com/embed/ln01p1M2cH0 - Say Merry Christmas!

   Thank you, George!


   From Bill Hobbs ('66) of Northern VA - 12/07/14 - "Where's The Line to See Jesus?": 

This comes around again this season and still a blessing!
 
Here is a Christmas song that should be added to our experience....
 

Where's The Line to See Jesus?

About the Song

While at the mall a couple of years ago, my then four year old nephew, Spencer, saw kids lined up to see Santa Claus. Having been taught as a toddler that Christmas is the holiday that Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus, he asked his mom, "Where's the line to see Jesus"?

My sister mentioned this to my dad, who immediately became inspired and jotted words down to a song in just a few minutes. After putting music to the words, and doing a quick recording at home, he received a great response from friends. He sent the song off to Nashville without much response, except for a Christian song writer who suggested adding a bridge at the end of the first chorus.

My dad then asked if I wanted to record the song to see what we could do with it. I listened to the song, made a few changes to the words to make it flow better, and we headed to Shock City Studios. It was at the studio where Chris, owner and producer, rewrote the 2nd verse and part of the chorus... with goose bumps and emotions high, we were all hopeful and felt like we had something special.

The demo was recorded in just under 2 hours and sent off again to Nashville... still no response.Then 2 weeks before Christmas last year, my cousins Greg and Robbie decided to do a video to see what we could accomplish on YouTube.

The first day we had 3000 hits and it soared from there. We received e-mails, phone calls, Facebook messages from people all over asking for the music, CD's, iTunes, anything... we had nothing.

After a couple of meetings with Chris following the amazing response, we got serious. We headed back into the studio this past spring... this time with guitars, drums, bass, pianos, choirs... the real deal.... and here we are today. Getting iTunes set up, a website put together, and loving that thousands upon thousands of Christians have come together... remembering the true meaning of Christmas.

Out of the mouths of babes come profound truths that many adults can not understand.

Hopefully Spencer's observation will cause people all over to reflect on the love of Jesus, and that one day we will all stand in line to see Him. We are most thankful to our Heavenly Father to have this chance to share our music with you. Merry Christmas everyone.

MERRY CHRISTMAS OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO
Enjoy

http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=OExXItDyWEY&vq=medium - Becky Kelley

   Thank you, Billy!


     From Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 12/07/14:

  SO VERY TRUE! Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
 
 


 


       From George Helliesen ('61) of MI - 12/07/14 - "Cool video of Virginia from above":

Cool video of Virginia from above - http://www.movoto.com/blog/opinions/virginia-above/

   OOOH! WAY COOL! Thank you again, George!


From My Friend, LaMerle, of VA - 12/07/14 - "Keep Looking Up":

  EXACTLY! Thanks again, LaMerle!
 
 


“We need not walk by the shores of Galilee or among the Judean hills to walk where Jesus walked. All of us can walk the path He walked when, with His words ringing in our ears, His Spirit filling our hearts, and His teachings guiding our lives, we choose to follow Him as we journey through mortality. His example lights the way. Said He, 'I am the way, the truth, and the life.' ”

- Thomas S. Monson
(b. 21 Aug 1927)


From My Friend, LaMerle, of VA - 12/07/14:

  Thanks again, LaMerle!
 
 


        From My Husband, Paul Harty (Bardolph HS, IL - '61) of NC - 11/22/14 - "FAMILY PORTRAITS (#14 in a series of 18)":

  AWW! Thanks, Dools!
 
 


BONUS CHRISTMAS STORY:

From My Friend, Tammy, of NC - 12/07/14 - "Daily Christmas Story (#6 in a Series of 24)"

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 Story Day 6, Christmas Day In The Morning by Pearl S. Buck
 

Christmas Day In The Morning

He woke suddenly and completely. It was four o'clock, the hour at which his father had always called him to get up and help with the milking. Strange how the habits of his youth clung to him still! Fifty years ago, and his father had been dead for thirty years, and yet he waked at four o'clock in the morning. He had trained himself to turn over and go to sleep, but this morning it was Christmas, he did not try to sleep.

Why did he feel so awake tonight? He slipped back in time, as he did so easily nowadays. He was fifteen years old and still on his father's farm. He loved his father. He had not known it until one day a few days before Christmas, when he had overheard what his father was saying to his mother.

"Mary, I hate to call Rob in the mornings. He's growing so fast and he needs his sleep. If you could see how he sleeps when I go in to wake him up! I wish I could manage alone."

"Well, you can't, Adam." His mother's voice was brisk. "Besides, he isn't a child anymore. It's time he took his turn."

"Yes," his father said slowly. "But I sure do hate to wake him."

When he heard these words, something in him spoke: his father loved him! He had never thought of that before, taking for granted the tie of their blood. Neither his father nor his mother talked about loving their children--they had no time for such things. There was always so much to do on the farm.

Now that he knew his father loved him, there would be no loitering in the mornings and having to be called again. He got up after that, stumbling blindly in his sleep, and pulled on his clothes, his eyes shut, but he got up.

And then on the night before Christmas, that year when he was fifteen, he lay for a few minutes thinking about the next day. They were poor, and most of the excitement was in the turkey they had raised themselves and mince pies his mother made. His sisters sewed presents and his mother and father always bought him something he needed, not only a warm jacket, maybe, but something more, such as a book. And he saved and bought them each something, too.

He wished, that Christmas when he was fifteen, he had a better present for his father. As usual he had gone to the ten-cent store and bought a tie. It had seemed nice enough until he lay thinking the night before Christmas. He looked out of his attic window, the stars were bright.

"Dad," he had once asked when he was a little boy, "What is a stable?"

"It's just a barn," his father had replied, "like ours."

Then Jesus had been born in a barn, and to a barn the shepherds had come...

The thought struck him like a silver dagger. Why should he not give his father a special gift too, out there in the barn? He could get up early, earlier than four o'clock, and he could creep into the barn and get all the milking done. He'd do it alone, milk and clean up, and then when his father went in to start the milking he'd see it all done. And he would know who had done it. He laughed to himself as he gazed at the stars. It was what he would do, and he mustn't sleep too sound.

He must have waked twenty times, scratching a match each time to look at his old watch -- midnight, and half past one, and then two o'clock.

At a quarter to three he got up and put on his clothes. He crept downstairs, careful of the creaky boards, and let himself out. The cows looked at him, sleepy and surprised. It was early for them, too.

He had never milked all alone before, but it seemed almost easy. He kept thinking about his father's surprise. His father would come in and get him, saying that he would get things started while Rob was getting dressed. He'd go to the barn, open the door, and then he'd go get the two big empty milk cans. But they wouldn't be waiting or empty, they'd be standing in the milk-house, filled.

"What the--," he could hear his father exclaiming.

He smiled and milked steadily, two strong streams rushing into the pail, frothing and fragrant.

The task went more easily than he had ever known it to go before. Milking for once was not a chore. It was something else, a gift to his father who loved him. He finished, the two milk cans were full, and he covered them and closed the milk-house door carefully, making sure of the latch.

Back in his room he had only a minute to pull off his clothes in the darkness and jump into bed, for he heard his father up. He put the covers over his head to silence his quick breathing. The door opened.

"Rob!" His father called. "We have to get up, son, even if it is Christmas."

"Aw-right," he said sleepily.

The door closed and he lay still, laughing to himself. In just a few minutes his father would know. His dancing heart was ready to jump from his body.

The minutes were endless -- ten, fifteen, he did not know how many -- and he heard his father's footsteps again. The door opened and he lay still.

"Rob!"

"Yes, Dad--"

His father was laughing, a queer sobbing sort of laugh.

"Thought you'd fool me, did you?" His father was standing by his bed, feeling for him, pulling away the cover.

"It's for Christmas, Dad!"

He found his father and clutched him in a great hug. He felt his father's arms go around him. It was dark and they could not see each other's faces.

"Son, I thank you. Nobody ever did a nicer thing--"

"Oh, Dad, I want you to know -- I do want to be good!" The words broke from him of their own will. He did not know what to say. His heart was bursting with love.

He got up and pulled on his clothes again and they went down to the Christmas tree. Oh what a Christmas, and how his heart had nearly burst again with shyness and pride as his father told his mother and made the younger children listen about how he, Rob, had got up all by himself.

"The best Christmas gift I ever had, and I'll remember it, son every year on Christmas morning, so long as I live."

They had both remembered it, and now that his father was dead, he remembered it alone: that blessed Christmas dawn when, alone with the cows in the barn, he had made his first gift of true love.

This Christmas he wanted to write a card to his wife and tell her how much he loved her, it had been a long time since he had really told her, although he loved her in a very special way, much more than he ever had when they were young. He had been fortunate that she had loved him. Ah, that was the true joy of life, the ability to love. Love was still alive in him, it still was.

It occurred to him suddenly that it was alive because long ago it had been born in him when he knew his father loved him. That was it: Love alone could awaken love. And he could give the gift again and again. This morning, this blessed Christmas morning, he would give it to his beloved wife. He could write it down in a letter for her to read and keep forever. He went to his desk and began his love letter to his wife: My dearest love...

Such a happy, happy Christmas!

- Pearl S. Buck

     Thank you so very much, Tammy!


BONUS CHRISTMAS CROCHET PATTERNS:
http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/white-star-david-ornament - Kristen Stoltzfus' White Star of David Ornament

http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/snowflake-holiday-card -
Kristen Stoltzfus' Snowflake Ornament

http://www.redheart.com/free-patterns/holiday-light-bulb-garland -
Kristen Stoltzfus' Holiday Light Bulb Garland
 


BONUS HOLIDAY POTLUCK CASSEROLE RECIPES:

http://www.recipelion.com/Casserole-Recipes/Crowd-Pleasing-Vegetable-Casserole - Crowd-Pleasing Vegetable Casserole - "Finding good pot luck recipes for a crowd is a difficult task, especially when you are dealing with picky eaters. With Crowd-Pleasing Vegetable Casserole you'll impress everyone, both kids and adults. You can use your favorite frozen vegetable mix to suit your friends' and family's tastes. Creamy and delicious, it will become a party favorite. Bring it to your next pot luck and watch as it is the first to be eaten."

http://www.recipelion.com/Chicken-Casserole-Recipes/Fiesta-Chicken-Casserole - Fiesta Chicken Casserole - "This crowd-pleasing, kicked-up Fiesta Chicken Casserole couldn't be easier...it uses canned chicken, soup, corn and beans and is topped with a refrigerated pie crust. Casserole recipes like this are simply delish!"

http://normalcooking.com/2013/07/01/loaded-potato-casserole/ - Fully Loaded Potluck Potato Bake - "This potato casserole recipe is great because it gives you the same great flavor of baked potatoes, but in a dish that allows you to easily serve up to 14 people. Prepare this Fully Loaded Potluck Potato Bake the next time you're having company over for a simple side dish that's sure to please. It's made with everyone's favorite ingredients, including sour cream, Cheddar cheese, bacon, onions and more. You're sure to have an empty casserole dish once your party is over because this potato bake is so incredibly delicious, no one will be able to pass it up!"


FINALLY:


From
http://www.ajokeaday.com - 12/07/14:

 
A couple was in bed sleeping when there was a rat-a-tat-tat on the door.

The husband rolled over and looked at the clock, and it was half past 3 in the morning.

"I’m not getting out of bed at this time," he thought, and rolled over. Then, a louder knock followed. So he dragges himself out of bed, went downstairs, opened the door, and there was a man standing there. It didn't take the homeowner long to realize the man was drunk.

"Hi there," slurred the stranger, "Can you give me a push?"

"No, get lost. It's half past three and I was in bed," said the man as he slammed the door. He went back up to bed and told his wife what happened.

She said, "That wasn't very nice of you. Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain on the way to pick the kids up from the baby-sitter and you had to knock on that man's house to get us started again? What would have happened if he'd told us to get lost?"

"But the guy was drunk," said the husband.

"It doesn't matter," said the wife.” He needs our help and it would be the Christian thing to help him."

So the husband got out of bed again, got dressed, and went downstairs. He opened the door, and not being able to see the stranger anywhere, shouted, "Hey, do you still want a push?"

And he heard a voice cry out, "Yeah, please."

So, still being unable to see the stranger he shouted, "Where are you?"

The drunk replied, "Over here, on the swing." 


DATES TO REMEMBER:

1. Wednesday, January 14, 2015 - 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.


PRAYER ROLL:

http://www.nnhs65.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 11/27/14

BLOG:

http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 03/13/11



Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309
910-584-8802
 


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O Gloriosa Virginum

Ascribed to Saint Venantius Fortunatus, Bishop of Poitiers
(c. 530 -c. 600/609)

O gloriósa vírginum,
sublímis inter sídera,
Qui te creávit párvulum
lacténte nutris úbere.

Quod Heva tristis ábstulit,
tu reddis almo gérmine,
Intrent ut astra flébiles,
caeli reclúdis cárdines.

Tu Regis Alti jánua
et aula lucis fúlgida,
Vitam datam per Vírginem,
gentes redémptae pláudite.

Jesu Tibi sit glória,
Qui natus es de Vírgine,
Cum Patre et almo Spíritu,
in sempitérna saécula.

Amen.

O Queen of all the Virgin choir,
Enthroned above the starry sky;
Who with pure milk from thy own breast
Thy own Creator didst supply. 

What man hath lost in hapless Eve,
Thy sacred womb to man restores;
Thou to the sorrowing here beneath
Hast open’d Heaven’s eternal doors. 

Hail, O refulgent Hall of light!
Hail, Gate sublime of Heaven’s high King!
Through thee redeem’d to endless life,
Thy praise let all the nations sing. 

O Jesu! born of Virgin bright,
Immortal glory be to Thee;
Praise to the Father infinite,
And Holy Ghost eternally.

Amen.


"O Gloriosa Virginum" midi and lyrics courtesy of http://romaaeterna.jp/liber1/lu1314.html - 10/06/09

"O Gloriosa Virginum" English lyrics courtesy of http://www2.cpdl.org/wiki/index.php/O_Gloriosa_virginum_(Francisco_Valls) - 12/07/09

Image of Bartolomé Esteban Murillo's (31 Dec 1617 - 03 Apr 1682) 1660 Painting, "The Immaculate Conception", courtesy
of http://www.turnbacktogod.com/december-08-solemnity-of-the-immaculate-conception/ - 12/07/09

Fancy Gold Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.goldclipart.com/24k/filigree.htm - 12/17/08

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

Air Force Seal clip art courtesy of http://www1.va.gov/opa/feature/celebrate/milsongs.htm - 07/07/06

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/agent99bm/ - 10/02/05
Replaced courtesy of http://www.hamptonhigh1964.com - 02/17/09

Siuslaw High School's Viking Logo clip art courtesy of http://www.answers.com/topic/minnesotavikings-1000-png - 12/27/07

Coast Guard Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.tioh.hqda.pentagon.mil/SealsEmblems/USCG.htm - 10/03/07

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

Animated Laughing Woman courtesy of Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 02/23/09
Thanks, Joyce!

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

Animated BOO-HOO courtesy of Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 08/28/09
Thanks, Glenn! 

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