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12/17/07 - NNHS Newsletter
Do You Hear What I Hear?

“And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. ”

Luke 2: 8-11

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   I thought surely that I had used this theme sometime before in the past, and was more than a bit surprised to discover that I had not.

   I did find several renditions of this gentle modern carol for you:

Perry Como:

Vince Gill:

Third Day:

Carrie Underwood:



   Happy Belated Birthday to    Betty Brockwell McClure ('58) of VA who celebrated her birthday on Sunday! I didn't forget, Betty; I just was entertaining some ridiculous fantasy that surely I would be able to issue a Newsletter on either Saturday or Sunday. (I'm still chuckling over that one.....)

   Happy Birthday today to    Tom Oxner ('65) of AR, followed by James Strickland ('57) tomorrow, and by
Durwood Adams ('57)
on Wednesday!
On the 22nd, we'll have another one of those rare Four-Fers for    Kitty Norman Haskins ('57) of VA,    Harry Barritt ('64) of VA,    Dale Mueller ('64) of VA, AND  Bill Rash ('67) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to you all!


From Elizabeth Tedder Nunnally ('65 / '68) of VA - 12/11/07 - "Be Nice to Others":

This was sent to me by a friend and I thought you might enjoy it, too! Sorry, I don't know how to get out all the forwards but I knew YOU would!!!

Be nice to others because . . time will make a difference!


One day, you may not be the 'BIG DOG'!


     I really do like this one, Elizabeth! This is one of my favorite "soapbox" themes. Why can't people just be nice to each other?!? My beloved grandfather was fond of saying, "There is never any justification for rudeness." 

     Sheesh, if you can't BE nice, you can at least PRETEND to be nice!!! And the more you pretend, the more you become.

   Thanks so much, Lady!



    From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 12/14/07 - "A Hope For Your Weekend.":

     What a pretty applet!

   Thank you, Shari! A relaxing weekend is always a cherished dream of mine - especially this time of year.....



      From Albert Dorner ('66) of VA - 12/14/07 - "New Email":

Just letting all know I'll be switching e-mail services, my new e-mail is:
I hope this note finds everyone happy and healthy.

   Thank you, Albert! As you had previously given me permission to post it, I changed it on the contact page for the Class of 1966, as well as in my files:


  From Ronnie Burroughs ('60) of VA - 12/14/07 - "New Email":

Hi Carol,
This is to let you know that my e-mail address will change to __________________ beginning December 26, 2007.   As Joyce and I will be 2nd year "snowbirds", I am discontinuing my service.  Look forward to continue hearing from you at my new address.  

Ronnie Burroughs, Class of 60.

   Thank you, Ronnie! I changed your addy in my files. Enjoy your new home!


      From one of my Famous Marines,  Herb Hice of MI, who served in the Pacific Theater during WWII -  12/14/07 - "Dear Carol / Dimples, A real Tear Jerker Type of Story !!!":

Dear Carol / Dimples
I don't know if this story is true and I don't know where to check on it ???
It will evoke tears of joy and if true, Could only happen in the US of A.
A nice Christmas time story to warm up a cool heart (If you have a cool one) ???

A neat story...I hope you take the time to read it. Have a nice day.

The man slowly looked up. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like that she had never missed a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before.

"Leave me alone," he growled.

To his amazement, the woman continued standing. She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the president. Now go away." The woman's smile became even broader. Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

"What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me alone."

Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked.

"No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?"

The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?"

"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile."

"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man resisted. "I don't want to go in there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up.
"Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything."

"This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow it."

"What's going on here, officer?" the cafeteria manager asked. "What is all this? Is this man in trouble?"

"This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered.

"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that here is bad for business."

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place."

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?"

"Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms."

"And do you make a goodly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?"

"What business is that of yours?"

"I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."


The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make a difference." She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?"

"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty."

"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"

"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel "I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer."

The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his place," he said.

"That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this."

She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest She stared at him intently. "Jack, do you remember me?"

Old Jack searched her face with hi s old, rheumy eyes "I think so -- I mean, you do look familiar."

"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."

"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.

"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat."

Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy."

"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into trouble. Then, when I looked over, I saw you put the price of my food in the cash register I knew then that every thing would be all right."

"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said.

"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started my own business, that, with the help of God, prospered." She opened her purse and pulled out a business card. "When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He's the personnel director of my company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something for you to do around the office." She smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you."

There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you? " he said.

"Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. Thank Jesus. He led me to you."

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before going their separate ways. "Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.

"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget. And...And thank you for the coffee."

If you have missed knowing me, you have missed nothing.

If you have missed some of my emails, you might have missed a laugh.
But, if you have missed knowing my LORD and SAVIOR, JESUS CHRIST, you have missed everything in the world.

Have a Wonderful Day And May God Bless You Always

(Hope this is repeated many times today)

   Thank you, Herbie Darlin'! That is indeed a beautiful and moving story. I tried running it through to check its veracity, but found nothing. Whether or not it is based on actual experience, however, does nothing to detract from the truth of its ideals and principles.


      From Sepi Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC - 12/14/07 - "Christmas is tight this year":

My dear friends,

Somewhat embarrassing to admit, I'm not getting an annual bonus and Christmas is tight this year. I will be making bedroom slippers for you all as gifts. Please let me know your sizes. You'll most likely agree that it's a splendid idea, and should you wish to do the same, I've included the instructions below.

How to make bedroom slippers out of maxi pads:

You need four maxi pads to make a pair.
Two of them get laid out flat, for the foot part.
The other two wrap around the toe area to form the top.
Tape or glue each side of the top pieces to the bottom of the foot part.

Decorate the tops with whatever you desire, silk flowers (this is most aesthetically appealing), etc.

These slippers are:
* Soft and Hygienic
* Non-slip grip strips on the soles
* Built in deodorant feature keeps feet smelling fresh
* No more bending over to mop up spills
* Disposable and biodegradable
* Environmentally safe
* Three convenient sizes: (1.) Regular, (2.) Light and (3.) Get out the Sand Bags.

I've attached a photo of the first pair I made so that you can see the nifty slippers for yourself....

Awaiting your response. It's crucial that I get the right size for each one of you.

Can't stop laughing.... 
   And neither could I!!! Thanks, Dimples! 


From Janice Pratt McGrew (Hampton HS -'67) of VA - 12/14/07 - "Gaby Garrett Pratt (NNHS '54)":

Dear Carol,
My aunt, Gaby Garrett Pratt (NNHS '54), has just had her first book published by Saga Books.  The title is `Last Man Pays.'  She did the cover artwork also.  The book is available at or at  You cannot see the cover at amazon but can see it at sagabooks.  I have not read the book but plan to do so after the holidays.  Thought her classmates and fellow Typhoons would like to know about her accomplishment. 
I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and may the New Year bring many blessings.
Janice Pratt McGrew (HHS '67)

   WOWZERONI!!! How exciting! Thank you for telling us this, Janice! Please pass along our best wishes to Gaby!


  From Joe Drewry ('58) of VA to the Class of 1958 - 12/14/07 - "Heart Transplant for NNHS58 Classmate Clyde Bryant":

Dear NNHS58 Classmates,
Tonight, Friday, Dec. 14, 2007, Clyde Bryant ('58 - of PA) is undergoing a heart transplant at Hershey Medical Center, Hershey, PA.
How timely that classmates gathered at Mike's signed a card to Clyde that was mailed this past Wednesday, 12/12/07.
As some of you know, Clyde has been struggling for several years with a failing heart.  He has been expecting the call for several months and has been in constant contact with    Allen Foster ('58 - of VA), the first of our classmates to receive a new heart.
Recently Clyde informed me that I could share his situation with classmates.  This is a very busy, emotional, and difficult time for his wife Faye (Faye Hitchens Bryant, NNHS58) and the family, and we are asked to show our support with cards, letters and prayers, but not phone calls.  It would probably be a good idea to also not send a lot of emails.
His daughter, Gale Bryant Stanford, will send me an email update over the weekend and I will let you know what I know.
Expressing your thoughts and prayers in cards and letters will be very supportive during this time.
Clyde & Faye Bryant
191 Overview Circle
Red Lion, PA  17356

   Thank you so much, Joe, for letting us know! We'll join our thoughts and prayers with yours for Clyde's speedy recovery!


From Eva Ellis Madagan ('61) of FL - 12/14/07 - "Christmas Party":

This is your invitation, click here.  Christmas Party.  NOT A JOKE

   Thanks so much, Eva! I like this one! Merry Christmas!


      From Gloria Woolard Price (Hampton HS - '65) of FL - 12/15/07 - "Say Thank You":

 This was sent from Tim Brown (Hampton HS '64)........what a great idea.  I hope it spreads.
Say Thank's easy.

   This is always a great thing to do! Here in Fayetteville, I probably have more frequent opportunities to say this than many of you, and I try to take advantage of them as often as possible. Thanks, Gloria!


 From Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 12/15/07 - "Merry Christmas":


   Thank you, Sarah Sugah! Merry Christmas!


    From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 11/28/07 - "Feel good - AAAHHH!" (#10 in a series of 10):

Have a great week!

Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God!

Be happy, above all,
regardless what your challenges may be.

 "Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."

   Thanks so much, Glenn! This has been such a fun series for me. I love these images - and the advice is great!


   There's much more to come - next time!  Meanwhile, Good Yule - and Merry Christmas!

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

                          Love to all, Carol 





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


Do You Hear What I Hear?

(Words and Music by Noel Regney and Gloria Shayne, 1962)

Said the night wind to the little lamb, "Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky, little lamb, Do you see what I see?
A star, a star, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite, With a tail as big as a kite."

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy, "Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy, Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song high above the trees
With a voice as big as the the sea, With a voice as big as the the sea."

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king, "Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king, Do you know what I know?
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold, Let us bring him silver and gold."

Said the king to the people everywhere, "Listen to what I say!
Pray for peace, people, everywhere, Listen to what I say!
The Child, the Child sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light, He will bring us goodness and light."


"Do You Hear What I Hear?" midi and lyrics courtesy of - 12/17/07

Ralph Hulett's Christmas Card Design Image courtesy of - 12/17/07

Shepherds Silhouette clip art used to form Divider Lines courtesy
of - 12/01/05

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

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!!

Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05

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