12/23/09 - NNHS Newsletter - Happy Festivus!
“A Festivus for the Rest of Us!”
“There can be hope only for a society which acts as one big family, not as many separate ones.”
Dear Friends and Schoolmates,
Today's celebration represents a first for us!
BONUS #1 - http://www.festivus.biz/festivus.mp3
BONUS #2 - http://www.festivuspoles.com/pages/Festivuspoles.htm (contains video song)
From Me ('65) of IL - 12/13/09 (altered for date and repeated):
I feel strongly impressed today to ask your fervent prayers on behalf of five people whose issues have not been mentioned here before. What I'm actually requesting is Five Christmas Miracles, as the various problems all need to find a resolution by New Year's Eve. I know that's only eight days away now, but I also know among us there are some Mighty Prayer Warriors, and I would deeply appreciate your efforts, as I'm sure would they! Thank you all so very much - and Merry Christmas!
REMINDER FOR LAST-MINUTE SHOPPERS:
AT MARK FRIEDMAN’S JEWELERS IN YORKTOWN I AM GIVING A 20% DISCOUNT ON ALL MERCHANDISE IN STOCK FOR THE HOLIDAY SEASON AND 15% OFF ON JEWELRY REPAIRS TO ALL THE NNHS CLASSMATES.
WHOO-HOO! Thanks, Mark!
THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS:
Happy Birthday this week to:
29 - Roy Tate ('57);
Many Happy Returns to You All!
THIS DAY IN WWII:
December 23, 1940 - The Greek submarine Papanikolis (Υ-2) sank the Italian motor ship Antonietta.
December 23, 1941 - American forces on
Island surrendered to the
Japanese Imperial Army.
December 23, 1942 - Bob Hope agreed to entertain U.S. airmen in Alaska. It was the first of the traditional Christmas shows.
December 23, 1948 - Former Japanese premier Hideki Tojo and six other Japanese war leaders were executed in Tokyo. They had been found guilty of crimes against humanity.
THIS DAY IN 1964:
From Hunter Todd ('57) of TX - 12/22/09 - "Merry Christmas from 43rd WorldFest-Houston Intl Film Festival":
Wishing you...the Very Happiest of Holidays!
Our traditional Holiday Gift to You: Entry Deadline Extended to
January 15th, 2010!
Holiday Cheers and a Very Bountiful New Year!
All of us at - WorldFest-Houston International Film FestivalTeam WorldFest
9898 Bissonnet Street - Suite 650 Penthouse - Houston, Texas 77036
How very cool! Thank you, Hunter - and Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you, too!
From My Daughter-in-Law, Diana Lyons Harty (Portsmouth HS, NH / Eastlake HS, CA - '05) of MA - 12/22/09 - "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from a 5th Grader":
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from a 5th
I am a fifth grader and my teacher has agreed to send this email to 5 people on the first week of Christmas Break. I am working on my science experiment for this year and my experiment is to see whether or not I can wish every state a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year before 6:00 pm Mountain Time on January 1st. I think I can wish at least one person in every state a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. My teacher and my dad don't think that I can.
My teacher has helped me set up a website to record if you got this email. If you get this email could you please go to http://experiment.dixiesun.org/ and fill out at least your state, but you can fill out us much information as you want.
After filling in the form, could you please send this to your friends (only ones who wouldn't mind, I don't want to make anyone mad at Christmas break).
Thanks for helping me,
A 5th Grader
Dixie Sun Elementary School
St George, Utah
Thanks, Diana! I hope this helps your young friend of a friend of a friend! Merry Christmas!
From Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 12/22/09 - "Christmas Card":
Thank you, Wayne Honey! I appreciate that - AND your friendship!
Thank you so much, Butch - for everything! Merry Christmas to you and Ethel, too!
From Mark Friedman ('65) of VA AND From Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 12/22/09 - "Wonderful E-Mail":
In September 1960, I awoke one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two.
Their dad had never been
much more than a presence they feared. Whenever they heard his tires crunch
on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds. He did
manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries. Now that he had decided to
leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either. If there was a
welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew
nothing about it.
I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job. The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town.
The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince whoever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job.
Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted to a truck stop. It was called the Big Wheel.
An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids.
She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night.
I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people. I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.
That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel.
When I got home in the mornings I awoke the baby-sitter and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night.
As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home.
One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires! There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires. Had angels taken up residence in Indiana ? I wondered.
I made a deal with the local service station.
In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires.
I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids.
I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.
On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe.
A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine. The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.
When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes. I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat. Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10! I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.
Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was a whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items.
And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.
As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning.
Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop.
THE POWER OF PRAYER. I believe that God only gives three answers to prayer:
2. 'Not yet.'
3. I have something better in mind.'
God still sits on the throne, and the devil is a liar.
You may be going through a tough time right now but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that you cannot imagine.
My instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless, and I picked you.
Pass this to at least four people you want to be blessed and a copy back to me.
This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards
Let's continue to pray for one another. Here is the prayer:
Father, I ask Thee to bless my friends, relatives and email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Thy love and power.
I know I picked more than four, so can you.
Thank you so much for this lovely Christmas story, Gentlemen! I picked more than 650!
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From Jane Chambers of VA - 07/01/09 - "CNC BOOK BROCHURE & AD":
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From ArcaMax Jokes - 12/22/09:
DATES TO REMEMBER:
Friday and Saturday, August 6 and 7, 2010 - The NNHS Class of
1970 will hold its 40-Year Reunion. Saturday night will be at the Kiln Creek Golf & Country
Club. For details, contact Carol Comer
visit the reunion website at
CLASS OF 1970
2. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, August 6, 7, and 8, 2010 - The NNHS Class of 1960 will hold its 50-Year Reunion at the Marriott Newport News at City Center. For details, contact Karen Weinstein Witte at firstname.lastname@example.org - CLASS OF 1960
http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/requests-prayers.html - updated 12/20/09
http://nnhs.wordpress.com/ - updated 08/04/09
Y'all take good care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe!
Love to all, Carol
NNHS CLASS OF '65 WEB SITE:
PERSONAL WEB SITE: http://www.angelfire.com/weird2/cluckmeat
Let Them Wait!
What a lovely day for Festivus,
A Festivus for the rest of us,
(But this is??) no place to hate,
Let them wait, let them wait, let them wait!
"Let Them Wait! (Let It Snow!)" midi courtesy of http://www.abcsoffaith.com/html/sound7.html - 12/26/07
"Let Them Wait!" lyrics laboriously (HA HA!) not completely transcribed by the webmistress from http://www.festivus.biz/festivus.mp3 - 12/23/09
"Happy Festivus" image courtesy of http://theframeproblem.wordpress.com/2007/12/24/heres-to-a-happy-festivus/ - 11/30/09
Animated Colored Lights Divider Line clip art courtesy of - um, I cannot seem to access that information at the moment - 12/08/08
Birthday Cake clip art courtesy of
Sarah Puckett Kressaty ('65) of
VA - 08/31/05
Thanks, Sarah Sugah!
Pine Forest High School (NC) Trojans Logo clip art courtesy of http://www.pfhs.ccs.k12.nc.us/alumni.htm - 05/19/07
Army Seal clip art courtesy of Al Farber ('64) of GA - 05/24/06 (still
Replaced by Norm Covert ('61) of MD - 02/09/09
Coast Guard Seal clip art courtesy of http://www.tioh.hqda.pentagon.mil/SealsEmblems/USCG.htm - 10/03/07
Eastlake High School (CA) Logo courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/ehslearningcenter/ - 10/17/07
Marine Corps Seal clip art courtesy of the late Herbert Hice of MI - one of my Famous Marines
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