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12/20/10 - NNHS Newsletter -
O Come, All Ye Faithful

“This is Christmas: not the tinsel, not the giving
and receiving, not even the carols, but the humble
heart that receives anew the wondrous gift, the Christ.”

- Frank McKibben

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

    Today's Newsletter is being revisited from exactly five years ago today:

 http://nnhs65.com/12-20-05-NNHS-O-Come-All-Ye-Faithful.html  

BONUS #1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JiqcjFQBukM - O Come All Ye Faithful - King's College Choir, 1983

BONUS #2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oUAnGcT--A - O Come All Ye Faithful - Anne Murray

BONUS #3 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eLDvM7eSq0 - O Come All Ye Faithful - Celtic Woman

BONUS #4 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XeriJcu1eJM - O Come All Ye Faithful - Trans-Siberian Orchestra, 2006

BONUS #5 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phL9rYto7wk - O Come All Ye Faithful - Libera, December 25, 2007


THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:

   Happy 70th Birthday tomorrow to   My Friend, Judy Bundy Bowermaster (Litchfield HS, IL - '59) of IL!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

22 -   Kitty Norman Haskins ('57) of VA AND    Harry Barritt ('64) of VA AND    Dale Mueller ('64) of VA AND   Bill Rash ('67) of VA;

23 -   Tom Flax ('64) of VA AND   Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA AND Holly Hill Campbell (Hampton Roads Academy - '72) of VA;

24 - James Gay ('57) AND Ann W. Hutcheson ('57) AND     Sandye Jordan Murray ('67) of VA;

25 -   Patsy Bloxom Meider ('57) of NC AND Doug Dickinson ('69) of VA!

27 -   Anita Morgan Becker ('66) of VA!

   Many Happy Returns to You All!

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


PAGE HITS:

   Hit # 101,000 was made sometime on Sunday, December 19, 2010 by an unknown user while I was while I was busy, so I missed it completely.

http://nnhs65.com/page-hits.html


THIS DAY IN WWII:


December 20, 1924 - Hitler was released from Landsberg Prison.

December 20, 1941 - First battle of the American Volunteer Group, better known as the "Flying Tigers" in Kunming, China.

December 20, 1942 - Bombing of Calcutta by the Japanese.


THIS DAY IN 1965:

Monday, December 20, 1965 - Digital Strategist Jim Carr (US) was born in Rochester, Michigan.

Monday, December 20, 1965 - Football player Rich Gannon was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.


  From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 08/05/10 - "Vote for Grace (REPEATED)":

  This is my daughter Laura's dog in a contest to be on the cover of a bag of dog food.

Vote every day for Grace. Thanks.

   Oh, Laura is your daughter, Norris! Well, that makes it all the more important!

http://www.adogslife.net/photo_gallery.php?pg=&limit=40&sort=tnid&type=tnap&field=dog_name&keyword=grace#14296

 
 

  
Grace was named the September 2010 People's Choice!  We only have 11 more days to vote for Grace!

   It only takes about two seconds to cast your allotted daily vote)!!!  

  All that is necessary for Dollar to win is that Typhoons do nothing to help Grace!

http://www.adogslife.net/photo_gallery.php?pg=&limit=40&sort=tnid&type=tnap&field=dog_name&keyword=grace#14296


  From Al Farber ('64) of GA - 12/19/10 - "merry xmas":

   Hope all have a 

 Al & Reba 

   Al, this is sooo cool! Thank you so much - Happy Holidays to you and Reba, too!


      From My Cousin, Jean Atkinson Mallory (Rappahannock HS / John Marshall HS - '65) of VA - 12/19/10 - "Another Christmas Carol":

Hi Carol,
 
This is fun, trying to find interesting Christmas carols that are not regularly heard.  The other day I heard "One Small Child" by David Meece.  It's beautiful, sounds sort of medieval, and he wrote it when he was 14.  Don't know whether you have heard it or not, but if you haven't, look it up on YouTube.
 
Love,
Jean

   Ja, it is fun - and this is a beautiful carol from an obviously talented man!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0r6YEWq9zUw - One Small Child

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exApNGn2IK4 - One Small Child - sung by Ivan Moore - December 18, 2009

   Thanks, Jean! Merry Christmas!


      From My Niece, Shari, of VA - 12/19/10 - "4 Monday":

Humor---

Tips For A Debt-Free Holiday

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the state, consumers were worried, for their debt was so great.
The shoppers, they lie tense in their beds, as visions of credit cards danced through their heads.
They bought goodies and gifts without any plan, now they lie wakeful, wondering how things got so out of hand.

With no money to spare, and presents under the tree, all they can think of is 'Oh, woe is me!'
Then comes the thought as they lie wide-eyed nervous... 'I should have taken the advice of the Consumer Credit Counseling Service.'
They told me to budget. They suggested I save. Instead I just spent and continually gave.
I gave them my Visa, Master Card, my American Express. Oh, why did I go to such an excess?
They said, 'Set a spending limit.' for each person I knew, and when using credit cards, 'Use just a few.'
They wanted me to shop while rested, and do at a leisurely pace, But I waited 'til the last minute. It seemed like a race.
They said 'Exchange names between family and friends. Start new traditions so excessive gift giving ends.'
They suggested I make gifts rather than buy. Now I'm in debt. I just want to cry.
A lesson can be learned from the tale told here. Start saving and plan early for next year!


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        Twisted Greeting Card

      I must express my gratitude
          for such a lovely gift.
Your thoughtfulness and taste is matched
           only by your thrift.
  It's clear that you spared all expense,
           if you catch my drift.
      Remove the anti-theft device
         when you again shoplift.


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Use Life-Don't Save It.


"There is no courtesy desk for us to go to get a refund on an unused life."

- Walt Haskins


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Martha Stewart's Holiday Calendar

December 1
Blanch carcass from Thanksgiving turkey. Spray paint gold, turn upside down and use as a sleigh to hold Christmas cards.

December 2
Have Mormon Tabernacle Choir record outgoing Christmas message for answering machine.

December 3
Using candlewick and handgilded miniature pinecones, fashion cat-o-nine-tails. Flog gardener.

December 4
Repaint Sistine Chapel ceiling in ecru, with mocha trim.

December 5
Get new eyeglasses. Grind lenses myself.

December 6
Fax family Christmas newsletter to Pulitzer committee for consideration.

December 7
Debug Windows 7.

December 10
Align carpets to adjust for curvature of Earth.

December 11
Lay Faberge egg.

December 12
Take dog apart. Disinfect. Reassemble.

December 13
Collect dentures. They make excellent pastry cutters, particularly for decorative pie crusts.

December 14
Install plumbing in gingerbread house.

December 15
Replace air in mini-van tires with Glade "holiday scents" in case tires are shot out at mall.

December 17
Child proof the Christmas tree with garland of razor wire.

December 19
Adjust legs of chairs so each Christmas dinner guest will be same height when sitting at his or her assigned seat.

December 20
Dip sheep and cows in egg whites and roll in confectioner's sugar to add a festive touch to the pasture.

December 21
Drain city reservoir; refill with mulled cider, orange slices, and cinnamon sticks.

December 22
Float votive candles in toilet.

December 23
Seed clouds for white Christmas.

December 24
Do my annual good deed. Go to several stores. Be seen engaged in last minute Christmas shopping, thus making many people feel less inadequate than they really are.

December 25
Bear son. Swaddle. Lay in color coordinated manger scented with homemade potpourri.

December 26
Organize spice racks by genus and phyllum.

December 27
Build snowman in exact likeness of God.

December 31
New Year's Eve! Give staff their resolutions. Call a friend in each time zone of the world as the clock strikes midnight in that country.


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A great repeat and message to hold unto...

Survivor

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.

Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements and to store his few possessions.

One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened; everything was lost.

He was stunned with grief and anger.

"God, how could you do this to me?" He cried.

Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him.

"How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers.

"We saw your smoke signal," they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.

Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.

~Author Unknown~


  
Thank you, Shari! Merry Christmas!


CHRISTMAS BONUS RECIPE:

http://www.bhg.com/recipe/cookies/easy-mallow-cookies/ - Easy Cherries in the Snow Cookies


CHRISTMAS BONUS:

From http://tlc.howstuffworks.com/family/inspirational-christmas-stories2.htm:

"Into the Wind"

She hadn't been born on the high plains of Wyoming. In fact, even now, after all these months, she still called Pennsylvania home. She was only here because in 1923 that's what wives did: They followed their husbands. And her husband had a powerful yen to homestead in the West. So here she found herself, on the lonely plains of Wyoming.

For the most part, Grete Klein had made friends with the land. Well, maybe not friends, but she was learning its ways and that was the first key to survival in this harsh country. She had even learned to accept her "new" house, but the drafty tar-paper shack rattled with each gust of wind.

The wind. The ever-blowing, good-for-nothing, bitter Wyoming wind. The thief that puffed away the few autumn leaves before she had a chance to savor them. It robbed the children of pleasant play and stole the moisture from the crops.


Grete sighed and stoked the fire in the black majestic cookstove. She smiled as she recalled her mother saying, in heavily accented English, "If you vant to get rich, mein daughter, you must schtrike those matches tvice!" Rich? Hardly. Even her mother would be amazed and impressed at the ways Grete found to economize. Corncobs for fuel. Flour sacks sewn into underwear. Cardboard insoles to cover the holes and extend the life of the children's shoes.
 
And now Christmas was nearly here. Not that the landscape gave evidence of that. In the predawn light, Grete pushed aside the gunnysack curtaining the kitchen window and gazed out. No soft December snow blanketed the bare dirt. Instead, grim skies of gunmetal gray hovered while the wind howled in swirls of dust. Its icy fingers clawed at the flimsy door, while its frigid breath seeped around the crooked window frames. And all the while, a lone cottonwood tree -- their only summer shade -- batted its skeletal arms in a field dotted with tumbleweeds too stubborn to blow away. Shivering, Grete turned away.

Christmas. And we can't even spare a tree for the children.

Her children were so young. She knew they carried no memories of holidays back home. Of stately evergreens brushing the ceiling. Of Grossmutter's fine, hand-blown glass icicles dripping from its full branches. Of visits from the Weihnachtsmann, Father Christmas. Or of a table groaning under the weight of tasty traditional delicacies. Roast goose with potato dumplings. Sauerkraut and noodles. Apple strudel.

Oh, and don't forget all the home-baked desserts with their old-world names. I must teach them to the children.

Names like Pfeffernusse, Lebkuchen, and Blitzkuchen. Nusstorte, Apfel Pfannkuchen, and Schnitzbrot. Like taking roll call, Grete whispered her favorites one by one. The familiar German words rolled from her tongue, comforting her with their rhythm and taste.
 
Schnitzbrot. Fruit bread. Hmmm...maybe if I made some substitutions, altered the proportions....

With an excitement she hadn't felt in a long time, Grete pulled out a saucepan, a wooden spoon, and a large tin bowl. She reached for the carefully hoarded currants and dried peaches. Since the fruit was sweet, maybe the children wouldn't notice that she would have to skimp on sugar. She could spare two eggs and felt lucky to have fresh milk from the cow. But Schnitzbrot needed yeast. Grete hesitated.

Do I dare?
 
She dared. Grete lifted the crock of sourdough starter, her old standby. She had tended it faithfully for months, stirring for four days, adding exact amounts of milk, flour, and sugar each fifth day. It was the foundation for their regular fare of bread, johnnycakes, and biscuits. Why not Schnitzbrot? Grete could almost hear her mother say, "Ya, that's right, mein Grete. Lean into the vind and you vill arrive vit ease."
 
Humming "Stille Nacht" under her breath, Grete set about stewing, draining, and chopping the fruit. She measured. She mixed. She kneaded until the dough was soft and firm. Grete divided the dough into balls and rolled them like clay between her palms. Instead of the customary loaves, she would make a festive fruit bread wreath for each child. She braided the strips and shaped them into small circles. Covering the dough rings with dishtowels, Grete set them aside to rise near the radiating warmth of the cook stove.

Now, if only the children could have a tree. It would seem more like home. Then I think I could be satisfied.

A Christmas tree. No amount of wishing, no amount of dreaming, no amount of wanting would make it so. Of course, there was still prayer. Doubtfully, Grete closed her eyes and paused a long, silent moment.

Realizing it was nearly time to wake the family, she grabbed her long woolen coat and headed for the door. Let them sleep. She would see to a few outside chores first.

Grete lowered her head to shield her face from the grit of whirling dust. She leaned into the breath-stealing wind, headed toward the barn, and -- she gasped when she felt it. As sharp as needles, spiny tentacles pricked her stockings, scratched her legs. Tumbleweeds. Thorny, branched tumbleweeds. Those last, stubborn thistles had finally broken loose in this gale and rolled right to her feet.

With a hoot of laughter, Grete plucked them from around her ankles. She gathered tumbleweeds and carried them gingerly to the house. Already she could imagine her children giggling and stacking to make a towering tumbleweed tree. An answer to prayer. A gift from the fickle Wyoming wind. Who would have thought!

Remembering Grossmutter's heirloom icicles, she felt a fleeting tug of regret. But she shrugged and turned her thoughts toward tissue paper, shiny ribbon, and scraps of cotton batting. The children could string popcorn and make paper chains. Together, they would create new traditions. Perhaps, with a few clicks of her knitting needles and a little more thought, she could even arrange some small gifts from Father Christmas.
 
And at that very moment, Grete swore she heard her mother whisper, "Yust think, mein daughter. First sauer Schnitzbrot. And now a Vyoming Christmas tree. Vhat a vonderful place is home."

 -- By Carol McAdoo Rehme  


ABBREVIATED ALERT:

  From Jane Chambers of VA - 07/01/09, 02/07/10, AND 07/31/10 - "CNC BOOK BROCHURE & AD" AND 61-62 DECADERS ADDENDA AND DRAMATIC WORKSHOPS STUDENTS:

http://www.nnhs65.com/CNC-CNU/brochure(2).pdf

http://www.nnhs65.com/CNC-CNU/CNC-Memories-Book-219390602.pdf

http://www.nnhs65.com/CNC-CNU/61-63-DECADERS-ADDENDA.doc

http://www.nnhs65.com/CNC-CNU/61-63-DRAMATIC-WORKSHOP-STUDENTS.doc 

   Contact Dr. Chambers at cncmemories61_71@yahoo.com.

   Thanks, Jane!


FINALLY:

From http://www.ahajokes.com/christmas_jokes.html:

"What is a stable?"

Every Christmas morning, when my kids were little, I read them the nativity story out of the big family bible.

When my son was old enough to talk, he asked me what a stable was.

I thought for a moment how to explain it to him in terms he could understand, then told him, "It's something like your sister's room, but without a stereo."


DATES TO REMEMBER:

1. Thursday, January 6, 2011 - The NNHS Class of 1955 holds Lunch Bunch gatherings on the first Thursday of every month at Steve & John's Steak House on Jefferson Avenue just above Denbigh Boulevard in Newport News at 11:00 AM. The luncheon is not limited to just the Class of '55; if you have fiends in that year, go visit with them.

2. Wednesday, February 9, 2010 - 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.

3. Wednesday, April 13, 2010 - 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.
4.
Saturday, April 30, 2011 - The NNHS Class will have a Luncheon. Team Leaders are Mickey Marcella (mcmiceli@verizon.net - 757-249-3800), Betty Hamby Neher (bjneher@cox.net - 757-898-5099), and Dr. Harry Simpson (hdsdds@aol.com - 804-694-0346). - CLASS OF 1954

. Saturday, July 9, 2011 (6:30 PM to 11:30 PM) - The Class of 1971 will hold its 40-Year Reunion at Newport News Marriott at City Center, 740 Town Center Drive, Newport News. For details, contact Richard Rawls at Richard@Rawls.com - CLASS OF 1971


PRAYER ROLL :

http://www.nnhs65.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 08/22/10

BLOG:

http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 10/21/10


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

                           Love to all, Carol

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Carol Buckley Harty
915-780-3048

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O Come, All Ye Faithful

"The Englishman, John Francis Wade, wrote both the words and the music, Adeste Fideles. The Musical
score was first published in 1782 in Samuel Webbe's An Essay on the Church Plain Chant in 1782.
John Francis Wade first included it in his own 1751 publication of Cantus Diversi. The lyrics were first
published in 1760. We have seen it listed in some pamphlets and on the net as an ancient Latin hymn.
Hogwash! The authors of those pages did not do their homework! You may also find it on the net
called the Portuguese Hymn. However, it is not Portuguese. It is definitely English, despite the
original Latin verses. The major reason O Come All Ye Faithful has been called the Portuguese Hymn
is because it was sung in the Portuguese Embassy in London where the famous Vincent Novello
was organist. He ascribed the melody to John Redding. He called it 'Air by Redding, 1860'.
I have seen some Christmas pamphlets with Redding's name given as composer. However since
he lived a century after the original manuscripts, and since I do not believe in reincarnation, I leave
credit to John Francis Wade! Though he was English, he never translated the song into his
native language. That was left for Frederick Oakely to do a century later. The version that we
sing today has actually been worked over by several translators."
 

   

Adeste Fideles

Adeste Fideles
Laeti triumphantes
Venite, venite in Bethlehem
Natum videte
Regem angelorum
Venite adoremus
Dominum
Cantet nunc io
Chorus angelorum
Cantet nunc aula caelestium

Gloria, gloria
In excelsis Deo
Venite adoremus
Dominum
Ergo qui natus
Die hodierna
Jesu, tibi sit gloria
Patris aeterni
Verbum caro factus
Venite adoremus
Dominum

 

 

O Come All Ye Faithful

O Come All Ye Faithful
Joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem.
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.

O Sing, choirs of angels,
Sing in exultation,
Sing all that hear in heaven God's holy word.
Give to our Father glory in the Highest;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.

All Hail! Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning,
O Jesus! for evermore be Thy name adored.
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.
 

   


 


"O Come, All Ye Faithful" midi courtesy of http://wilstar.com/xmas/xmasjuke.htm - 12/03/05

"O Come, All Ye Faithful" History courtesy of http://www.cvc.org/christmas/hymns/hymn.htm - 12/19/05

"O Come, All Ye Faithful" lyrics courtesy of http://www.carols.org.uk/o_come_all_ye_faithful.htm - 12/19/05

"Adeste Fideles" lyrics courtesy of http://www.always-safe.com/adeste.html - 12/19/05

Image of Christmas Candles and White Poinsettias courtesy of My Niece, Shari, of VA - 12/19/10
Thanks, Shari!
 
Animated Tiny Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!

Litchfield High School's Purple Panther Paw Print courtesy of http://www.litchfield.k12.il.us/ - 06/23/07

Pine Forest High School (NC) Trojans Logo clip art courtesy of http://www.pfhs.ccs.k12.nc.us/alumni.htm - 05/19/07

Page Hit Counter clip art courtesy of http://www.bravenet.com - 03/07/06

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!

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!

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

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