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10/26/08 - NNHS Newsletter -
Mahalia Jackson's 97th Birthday

I close my eyes when I sing so I can feel the song better.

Blues are the songs of despair, but gospel songs are the songs of hope. 
When you sing them, you are delivered of your burden.

- Mahalia Jackson
(26 Oct 1911 - 27 Jan 1972)

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,

 She's probably better known for other gospel songs, but whenever I think of Mahalia Jackson, I think of this old hymn she sang.

BONUS - - His Eye Is On The Sparrow - Mahalia Jackson




 Happy Birthday today to    Terry Hunsucker ('65) of KY AND   Randy Tate ('66) of DE!

   Happy Birthday tomorrow to   Carolyn Simpson Knight ('56) of VA AND Kermit Whiteside ('57) AND        Dimples Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC!

   Happy Birthday this week to:

28 -    Nancy Bigger Alligood ('56) of VA;

29 -   Christine Wilson Starkman ('68) of CA;

31 -   Jo Ann Stewart ('64) of Northern VA;

01 -   Russ Stephenson ('57) of MD AND   Colin Faison ('58) of VA;

02 -   John Clark ('57) of VA!

    Many Happy Returns, One and All!



 From Rosalee Wills Jecmenek ('65) of TX - 10/24/08:

Dear friends and family, 
I am writing all of you to ask a big favor for me....My son, Matt, is turning the big 40..on Nov. 1st..and I would love for him to just get a big ole pile of cards for his special day...I did this four years ago for his sister, Amy, and it was a great success....since Matt is my only other child, I won't be bothering my friends and family for something like this please, if you can, mail him a birthday card around the 30th of October.. and he should get them on time!!  I hope he gets a lot and that he is blown away!!
I really appreciate each one of you who will take part in this for me...if you really don't know Matt, then just write inside the card that his Mom told you it was his birthday!!  I think it will be a lot of fun, and thanks so much ...I will REALLY APPRECIATE this gesture on your part helping me to make his day a little more special....

Lots of love,  Rosalee

Matt's  address is:  Matt Souder
                                  3706  Ascot Lane
                                  Houston, Texas  77092

   Oh, such FUN! What a thoughtful mama you are, Rosalee! Okay, Sweetie-Pies, "Keep those cards and letters coming!"



1. Unbelievable treasures from      Sandi Bateman Chestnut ('65) of VA;

   Thank you, Sandi!

2. About 30 images from the NNHS Tour with the Class of 1968 PLUS another 30 or so from Evelyn's Birthday Party for All of Us from
  Me ('65) of NC;

3. A lesser number of photographs of those two events from       my sister, Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky ('59) of NC;

4. More Birthday Party pictures from        Dimples Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC;

5. A HUGE number of images from various sources from the 45-Year Reunion of the Class of 1963!


     From the Head Cheerleader of 1965, Pam Smith Arnold of VA - 10/25/08 - "A few things related to Bizet":

Cuz' Carol,
Just to let you know, the short story that Carmen is based upon is by Prosper Mrime, a French short story writer.  I have taught that story in my classes when I teach Advanced World Literature. If you are into that kind of thing, the story is worth a read.  Prosper Merimee was also a rather strange man - finding out about him is also interesting. 

As a side note, a 1954 movie titled Carmen Jones is based upon Bizet's opera, and much of his music is used in that movie.  This movie was the first all-Black musical to be produced.  Carmen is played by Dorothy Dandridge, a beautiful woman who had a tragic life (also very interesting to read about her).  Don Jose is played by Harry Belafonte in is younger years (what a looker - but then, weren't we all :>)).

A few tidbits related to your choice of theme.
Cuz' Pam

   Thank you for pointing this out, Cousin Pam! Because I am so obsessively compulsive (not to mention compulsively obsessive), I add lots more "homework" to the bottoms of practically every Newsletter, intermixed with both the song lyrics and the credits, yet I often wonder how many readers ever see it, to wit:

"Habanera" from Carmen

Composed by Georges Bizet, 1845
(25 Oct 1838 - 3 June 1875)

- Libretto by Henri Meilhac (21 Feb 1831 - 6 July 1897) and Ludovic Halvy (1 Jan 1834 -8 May 1908)

Based on the novella by Prosper Mrime, 1845, which was influenced by the Russian narrative poem "The Gypsies" by Pushkin, 1824

   Now we all know what is to found by clicking on those blue links, hmmm?  That's right, Greater Knowledge and Understanding - not to mention extra credit.  Yes, Kiddies, school is still in session - and always has been!


    From Jerry Blanchard ('62) of VA - 10/25/08 - "The Tree of Life....":


If you look up the Baobab Tree, I think you will find it listed as tree of life in Africa. Part of our tour at Jamestown for school children deals with Angola in Western Africa, and this tree is covered there - a very interesting tree. I have seen the pictures sent to you before.

Jerry Blanchard (Class of 62) of Va.

   Thanks, Jerry! I'm glad to hear that this is being taught there; it is a fascinating story!


      From Wayne Stokes ('65) of VA - 10/25/08 - "RE: 10/25/08 - Bizet's 170th Birthday":

Thanks for the "leg work" regarding "THE TREE". No where in the misleading forward is it stated that "the tree" actually grows naturally forming the carved figures. It does state that they are carved. The rest, well, we know better now!
With that aside, even being artificial it is indeed a marvel of art and technology.
Again, thanks for sharing the full story of "THE TREE".

   Thank you, Wayne Honey! I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did!


From Norris Perry (Warwick HS - '59) of VA - 10/25/08:

I noticed somewhere in these reunion get-togethers that 
  Steve Hochman ('60 - of VA) showed up.  Any idea how to get in touch with him? e-mail, etc?

   Thanks, Norris! Our primary function here has always been to reconnect old friends! Steve was indeed at Evelyn's Birthday Party for All of Us, although once again I did not take the opportunity to speak with him.  I'm afraid the lure of the beach proved too much for me, and I took not one, but TWO trips outside to play upon the shore.

   The good news is (despite my neglect) that Steve is on my mailing list, and I've forwarded your note to him.

 Hopefully, you'll be hearing from him soon!


  From Joyce Lawrence Cahoon ('65) of VA - 10/25/08 - "Breakfast at McDonald's":

Breakfast at McDonald's

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human  being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was called, "Smile." The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I  thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.

We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.

As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.  I held my tears as I stood there with them.

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.

He said, "Coffee is all, Miss'" - because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.

That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you."

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through  me to give you hope."

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope."

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.

We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last  evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said,  "May I share this?"

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.

She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son, the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how  to

There is an Angel sent to watch over you. In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart.
God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
A Box of Gold 

With a secret inside that has never been told


This box is priceless but as I see


The treasure inside is precious to me


Today I share this treasure with thee

It's the treasure of friendship you've given me.

 Joyce Cahoon

   Thank you so much, Joyce! We've shared this story before, but it certainly bears repeating - and remembering!


      From Tom Norris (Hampton HS - '73) of VA - 09/25/08 - "He's Back.. ENJOY! (#23 in a Series of 26):

  Carol ... more pics for the newsletter. Amazing artwork!


   Thanks, Babe! These are amazing!



PRAYER ROLL: - updated 10/23/08
NNHS BLOG: - updated 10/25/08


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

                                   Love to all, Carol





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Fayetteville, NC 29311-9305  
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His Eye Is on the Sparrow

Lyrics by Civilla D. Martin, 1905
(21 Aug 1866 - 9 Mar 1948)

Music by Charles H. Gabriel
(18 Aug 1856 - 14 Sept 1932)

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because Im happy,
I sing because Im free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Let not your heart be troubled, His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because Im happy,
I sing because Im free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because Im happy,
I sing because Im free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.


"His Eye Is on the Sparrow" midi and lyrics courtesy of - 10/25/08

First Image of Mahalia Jackson courtesy of - 10/25/08

Second Image of Mahalia Jackson courtesy of - 10/25/08

Images of House Sparrows used to form Divider Lines courtesy of - 10/25/08

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 - 07/07/06

Navy Seal clip art courtesy of - 05/29/06

Hampton High School's Crab clip art courtesy of - 10/02/05

Animated "NEW" clip art courtesy of - 03/07/06

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