12/21/04 - NNHS Newsletter - Lully, Lullay


Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

   SURPRISE!  I actually made a new page this morning!


   Thanks for all your participation, and a special thanks to Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA for solving this mystery!  You are my hero! 

From Tom Norris ('HHS - '73) of VA - 12/19/04:

"You know you're old when ....."

"When you are looking at pictures of your elementary school playground and notice the neat antique car show that was
held there .... and you struggle to remember it ... then realize you are merely looking at the teacher's parking lot."

Really happened to me this morning .... looking at shots of Sugden from '66 ... lotsa neat cars there!

   GIGGLES!  Thanks, Babe!

From  Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 12/19/04:

From Linda Lane Lane ('64) of VA - 12/14/04:

Mary Alice Ring Price
was married to my dad's first cousin, Gordon Price.  And yes she did work
in Nachman's selling material.  I first remember them living on 48th Street in her mother's house
next to the Shipyard Apartments

That would have been my mother's Aunt,  Cora Linkous Ring, sister of my grandfather, James Preston
, who lived on 47th Street.

They later moved to Franklin Road in the Hilton suburbs. 

Actually, it was 35 Woodfin Road ... one street to the north of Franklin; I lived with them for several
months in the Fall of 1964. My parents moved next door at 37 Woodfin for several years in the late 60s.
Incidentally, Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) lives on Franklin.

They had one daughter, Mary Alice Ring Price, who graduated in the 1950s from NNHS I believe.  She
went on to graduate from Mary Washington
College with a degree in Nursing.  As was customary at the time after graduation, she went to Europe and
met the man of her dreams, Rafel.  They have lived in Spain all of her married life that I am aware of. 

Make that Rafael ... and, for as long as I can remember, they have lived in Las Palmas on the Canary
Islands, where Rafael worked for an airline. 

I also have another first cousin of my dad's by marriage that was called "Berta".  Short for Alberta.  She was
married to Tommy Price that I mentioned earlier who was a Captain on the NN Fire Department.  She worked
for many years at W. T. Grants on Washington Avenue.  She is still living and should be around 97 this year. 
I saw her last year and as always, she looked magnificent.  She lives with her daughter, Jane Price London,
in Hampton.
I had a very large extended family in the NN/Hpt. area.  My great-grandfather, Alexander Powhatan Price,
married my great grandmother, Alice Baker Irving Price.  They had 10 children that lived into adulthood.  So
there are many first, second, third, fourth and a few removed several times cousins that had lived in the area.  A
fellow nurse I met at Riverside years ago was a Price.  Her brother did the family tree and found we were related
to Pugh Price and direct descendents of some of the original settlers at Jamestown.  They sold hard woods back
to the mother land.

OH, so we are playing the FFV Game, are we?  My Linkous line extends back to a German (Braunschweig)
soldier (Heinrich Linckost, b. 1744 Germany) who fought in the Revolution with British General Burgoyne.
He was captured at Saratoga, and sat out the War at the German POW camp in Charlottesville. He married
a widow, Elizabeth Powell (Shiflett) and settled Blacksburg. The home he built still stands and is owned
by a Linkous.

If I have made one correct assumption for Elizabeth, her (and my) Powell line extends to the first or second
sailing to Jamestown. Not a direct line, but a branch. Nathaniel Powell was the provisional Governor
of the Virginia Colony for a few days after the Indian Massacre of 1620. His brother (arrived in Virginia
ca. 1618) is my direct line.

So, ya see, every native Virginian had an ancestor at Jamestown; it is our birthright to so claim.

Small world, huh?  Especially in Virginia.

 AHHH - let the genealogy begin!  "Our Ancestral Homes", perhaps?  Thank you, Dave - or should I say, "Cousin Dave"?  There is
that Powell line connection...


   "To be a Virginian, either by birth, marriage, adoption, or even on one's mother's side, is an introduction
to any state in the Union, a passport to any foreign country, and a benediction from the Almighty God."

~ Anonymous

From Jennie Sheppard ('62) of NC - 12/20/04:

Hi Carol:
Thanks for your great site and all the information you share with us.  God Bless you!  I have a Price line as well
(in NC) which I believe is connected to those VA Prices. 
Typhoons Forever!

   Thanks, Jennie.  If I recall correctly, you have a certificate in genealogy from BYU, do you not?


From Glenn Dye ('60) of TX - 12/19/04:

Is there anyone out there that ever used to hang out at Roger's on 25th and I think it was corner of Chestnut.
We could get hot dogs and the real coke that was made from coke syrup and carbonated water, then we could
play the pin ball machines until they tilted.

  Ah, yes - Roger's Confectionary is happily remembered by many, Glenn.  It's one of the pages that's on my "to-do" list.  Thanks
for the reminder!  This week seems to be a little full, but..........

From Gary Wun - 12/19/04:

Dear Carol,

I enjoyed your N.N.H.S. web site.  I never attended your high school, but due to the era of "BUSING", I was sent to
WOODROW WILSON ELEMENTARY for grades 6 and 7. We left the area in 1974 for Central Virginia.   What I remember
the most the very first time I saw the school was the age of it. (We lived at Jefferson and Oyster Point Road at Criston
and later Village Green. I played everyday at Yoder Dairy where my best friend's father was the care taker
for the farm.)  I had attended L. F. Palmer Elementary School which had just opened. Just a jump over the fence and I
was there. The next year it was a 50 minute bus ride up I-64 to school due to busing.

Over the years I have thought back at those times... without a doubt the old Woodrow Wilson Elementary School had to be
my favorite because of the character of the architecture. I read the section of the web site on "our schools" about Wilson.
The size of the school's property was unique - a whole city block.  I looked for the school when I was in the area about 20
years ago but it was gone.  However what was left was unforgettable... the huge magnolia tree that we climbed every morning
(and told every morning to get out of) was still there.  They had built houses where the school once stood. What a great school.  
(Even though the lunches were awful since they shipped them in from another school around the corner.)

Thanks for the trip down memory lane.         


   Thank you, Gary!  I've posted your memories, and dressed up that Wilson page a bit in the process:



From Kathy Pilgrim Clark ('63) of VA - 12/21/04:

Carol, Corky Norris (HHS - '73) wrote about the dances at John M. Willis Elementary School.  Back in the day, it was
called Willis, Syms, Eaton Elementary School.  There were enough children to need Armstrong and WSE and Union (before integration).  Once the Baby Boomers started coming, the city needed more schools.  Eventually, Thomas Eaton and Benjamin
Syms had schools named for them and the old elementary was called John M. Willis.  It was demolished after population
shifts caused the attendance to drop there and increase in other areas.  Messers Willis, Syms and Eaton were responsible
for starting the first public school system in Virginia.  They traveled by coach (most importantly with their wives) and
collected bond money to finance the venture.  Before returning to the peninsula, the wives tucked the money up into the
framework of their clothes - I think they were called panniers like saddle bags on bikes are called.  Anyway, though they
were stopped and robbed of other possessions by highway men, the bond money was safe!
Carol, maybe you don't remember Willis dances because of the ones at Magruder!  Willis began as an elementary school
dance for the kids in grades 5 and 6 at Willis.  When I was in 6th grade, I had a friend (Tally Mims) who was dance
committee chairman.  Every Friday morning, she and I would go to the cafeteria and write the song titles/artists/dance type
on both sides of a moveable chalk board.  We had slow dances, fast dances, cha-cha, the stroll and who knows what else! 
Parents were asked to sell Cokes and chaperone.  Over time, the dances changed and teens began to go to Willis.  Eventually
teens from all over the peninsula went to Willis.  My Mom had a '2 nights per weekend' rule so I'd go to our football game
on Friday and EYC at church on Sunday and that used up my 2 nights!      
One year, maybe summer between 11th and 12th grades, I went to Stuart Gardens on a Friday or Saturday night.  I was
allowed to drive.  I met up with Joan Faulkner ('63) and some other girls I can't name now because I'm having a senior
moment.  We walked from the Stuart Gardens Apartments toward Magruder and I believe it was a block party rather
than a Magruder dance.  I think that Magruder dances were mostly for NN teens.
Have a great Christmas!  KC

   Thanks, Kathy!

   "Corky"?!?  Just remember, Babe - she said it; I didn't!  WILD GIGGLES!  (For those of you who forgot, Kathy and Tom were
raised in the same Hampton neighborhood, though there's a ten-year gap in their ages.)

   I enjoyed your history of Willis, Syms, Eaton School, Kathy.  I'd not heard that story before; it's quite impressive.

   I am having a partial memory returning of the Willis dances; I'm sure I attended a least a couple.  But, yes, my memories of the
Magruder dances are far sharper.  And they were a block party sort of thing - people came from all around, whether they were one
or 91.  That's what made them so wonderful!  Literally, everybody and his brother were there!  So when you and Joan and the girls
were walking towards Magruder on that summer night of '62, you were going to one and the same.  And no doubt, I saw you there.

From Craig Miller ('63) of FL - 12/21/04:

Ah yes,  the Willis dances!  Max Bartholomew ('65) and I used to go every week in the summer.  We met some very 
nice girls from Hampton High there.  "Cookie" and "Stephanie" were two that I remember.  We never missed the Willis
sock hops.  A lot of NNHS guys went.  I can't remember their names but the Stuart Gardens surfer guy that bleached
his hair white in the summer always went to Willis. A couple of Warwick High guys usually went too.  Mostly Crabbers,
though.  A few fights.  But not many.  Great memories at Willis.  We had a ton of fun there.
Everybody remembers the Twist, but does anybody remember the Mashed Potato?  Anybody remember the winner
of the Magruder Mashed Potato contest in 1962?  Of course not.  The only one in the universe that would retain such
an idiotic memory is the idiot who won!  Me!  (You never forget your first dance contest victory!)  Anybody ever hear
from my Magruder dance partner, Lois Moore ('65)?  (This is probably giving somebody a bad Vietnam-style flashback!)

  Uh-huh!  Y'all keep talking, and all my memories will come flooding back yet.  Thanks, Craig! 

   You're right about dance contests.  I'm shocked to say that I do not remember your winning that Mashed Potato contest, but I do
remember watching you dance, and I must concur with the judges!  I myself won a limbo contest there one year - no cheating, no
twisting or tilting, and I cleared the limbo pole at 12" from the ground.  I'm not sure to this day how I did that.  Do you suppose my
then-tiny size (depending on which summer that was, my waist ran from between 18" to 22") may have been a contributing factor??? 

   I'm also shocked that I don't recognize the Stuart Gardens surfer guy you mentioned.  Someone will, though, from your description.
And I'm sorry to say that I have not heard from Lois.

   By the way, Craig is still an excellent dancer!

   Thanks again, Craig!

From Me ('65) of NC - 12/21/04:

   Oh, yes - my Christmas service...   Sunday was exciting. We had an all but impromptu cantata for our worship service. Due
to a long improbable chain of events, I had thought we wouldn’t be having one – WRONG!   But as Music Chairman, I was
responsible for organizing one.  So I asked a few people the previous Sunday and throughout the week to tell me what solos
they'd like to sing, and whether they'd like to narrate the scripture readings, and wrote the program Saturday afternoon and altered
it all evening. On Sunday morning at 7:00 AM, I suddenly thought it would be fun to throw in a flute solo (“The Star of Bethlehem”)
for myself. Because it was an unfamiliar tune, no one recognized my mistakes – which considering the fact that I hadn’t touched a
flute in three years were not too many.

   At 10:00 AM one of my soprano soloists called and wanted to switch her  solo from “What Child Is This?” to “Away in a Manger”
(which had been scheduled for the congregation to sing).  So as “What Child Is This?” is not in our hymn book, I called my sister,
Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky - '59), gave her a URL to download and print three copies, and told her we’d be singing a duet – in
an hour and a half.  She already knew the alto, and I’ve been masquerading as a soprano all year, so we ran through it once in the
car. We handed the music to our pianist (who is an award-winning composer), and all was well. The beauty of being sisters is –
no matter how different we are - and boy, howdy, are we - our voices blend automatically.

   The pianist's husband is a Methodist College music professor/professional opera singer.  I persuaded him to open with an aria
and recitative from Handel's "Messiah", plus two other Christmas carols.  As you can imagine, he was spectacular.  The pianist
herself offered a piano solo of "Lo, How a Rose Art Blooming".  There were two soprano soloists, a children's chorus, five
congregational carols, and the program ended with one of our full-time missionaries singing an incredible tenor version of "Oh,
Holy Night".  The man is amazing; he looked and sounded like an angel, and he hit all the notes - including the high A flat -
effortlessly.  It was definitely a Kleenex moment.

   And in the Small World Department, he discovered a few weeks ago that he's the first cousin, once removed of the very pianist
who accompanied him, even though they were raised on opposite sides of the country and had never met!

   So you see, we really are just one big happy family - all of us, everywhere.

   Y'all take care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER!

                          Love to all, Carol


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Coventry Carol

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay

O sisters too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day.
This poor youngling for whom we sing
By, by, lully, lullay.

Herod the king, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day.
His men of might, in his own sight,
All young children to slay.

That woe is me, poor Child for Thee!
And ever morn and day,
For thy parting neither say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.

“Coventry Carol” midi courtesy of http://www.divtune.com/dtmid.htm, at the suggestion of Dave Spriggs ('64) of VA - 12/18/04
Thanks, Dave!  It's lovely!

“Coventry Carol” lyrics courtesy of http://www.night.net/christmas/coventry.html -12/21/03

Angels with Violin clip art courtesy of http://www.newcybertech.com/christmas3_new.html - 12/18/04

Star Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.holidaygraphics.com/christmas/graphics/page8.html - 12/18/04

Victorian Choir Member courtesy of http://clipart.christiansunite.com/Victorian_Clipart/index4.shtml - 01/01/04

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