04/19/06 - NNHS Newsletter
Along Came Jones

"One may smile, and smile, and be a villain."

- William Shakespeare

   I love that show!  I had no idea that they held degrees from MIT, but it's an entertaining and informative program.  Thanks for the link!

   Joe, I know you must think I abuse you.  You send me things and then I take forever and a day to post them, seemingly without reason.  This one certainly appeared to be easy, but I was having a difficult time determining just where on that rather strangely constructed page I wanted to place the link. 
 

 

   And the page needed more color, and a little better arrangement in some areas, and all that took some "mulling time", so I postponed the whole thing until Tuesday morning, when it all jelled in my mind.

  
   And now it's done:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/our-old-cars.html

   Thanks, Joe - and Chip!

Evelyn

   This is sooo US!  I could think of no better place to post it than here with the Newsletters themselves:

http://www.nnhs65.00freehost.com/NNHS-Newsletters-2006.html

   Thanks so much, Evelyn!

Happy Easter to you and your Family.
 

   AWWWW - Herbie, this is just adorable!  Thank you so much!

   Jimmy, thank you so much for this very moving presentation.

   A few weeks ago, before she had ever joined us "officially",   Donna Price Devers ('66 - of NC) - who lives about an hour away from me - asked me (in a letter which subsequently disappeared before I ever answered her - ARGHHHH!!!) how I liked living in Fayetteville.  Except for the fact that Fayetteville is not Newport News, nor does it lie on "the sacred soil of Virginia" (for which my heart ever yearns), I love living here!  Not only am I delighted to be only seven minutes from my sister    (Eleanor Buckley Nowitzky - '59 - of NC), having lived far apart from her for thirty years, I really enjoy the military presence here.  No, that's not strong enough.  I am thrilled by it.

   I still feel that thrill whenever I go out and see men and women in uniform - which happens whenever I leave home.  Fayetteville is home not only to the Army's Ft. Bragg, but to Pope Air Force Base.  Helicopters fly over our home several times a day.  In fact, there's one passing over right now.  As often as I'm able, I still run outside in the yard and stand on my tippy toes and wave to them.  Chances are excellent that with the seven giant Ponderosa pine trees in the front yard, they do not see me.  That's not the point.  I wave to them anyway, just as I always have, just as I always will.

   Many of our dearest friends have served In "lands dark and dusty", as one of them styled it - not once but repeatedly.  At any given time we know more than a small handful of people in harm's way.  We kiss them goodbye as they leave, and hug them home again when they return.  My heart is ever with them. 

   And that's why I so appreciate this presentation.  Thanks, Sweetie!

   Thanks, Eva!  It's good to hear from you.  I'm glad you enjoyed it!

   Oh, that'll be fun, Joan!  I'll look forward to hearing from them!  Thanks, Pretty Lady!

   You're quite welcome, Fred!
 

   Oh, how wonderful!  What a beautiful woman she is!  And I already know how proud you and    Patti (Andrews Mays - '61) are of her!

   Thank you again, Fred!  I didn't seem to know any of them, but there was an Allen West in the Class of 1968.  I did know a  Kenny West in the Class of 1965, but could not find a yearbook picture of him beyond our sophomore year.

   Thank you so much, Fred!  and thank you for all the help you've given me, too!

   Monday was probably one of the most unpleasant, painful, stressful days I have yet endured - or certainly within the last five years.  It was further exacerbated by a violent thunderstorm which sounded as if the roof was going to collapse, and which relieved us of our electricity from 4:00 PM to 7:00 PM.

   When I awoke Tuesday morning, my face and eyes were yet swollen from the "delights" of the day.  As if in compensation for it all (or in obedience to the Equal Time Principle of the Universe), the day turned into a very charming, pleasant one - a mini-vacation from everything, capped by unexpected company in the evening.

   TCM was showing a great old WWII movie (my favorite kind!) in the afternoon, which inexplicably none of us had ever seen - Air Force (1943).  While I watched, I crocheted a major yarn project I need to finish as a gift.

   Shortly after the movie's conclusion, the internet, TV, and phone all went down for probably 90 minutes.  By then I wanted to watch another WWII film (and keep crocheting), so I scrounged my DVD collection for one I hadn't seen lately.  The first one I found was Destination Tokyo (1944).  I flipped over the box and read, "What the WWII-era film Air Force is to the skies, Destination Tokyo is to the seas." - which I found deliciously ironic.

   My daddy    (Robert Buckley - JMHS - '25) a D-Day veteran himself (he was the regimental surgeon of the 116th Infantry Regiment of the 29th division), raised me on WWII movies and above all, documentaries.  The two of us would watch these together whenever available.  Both of these classic movies contained actual wartime footage expertly spliced into them.

   And all that brought me back full circle to    Jimmy Hines' ('64 - of Northern VA) "Until We Meet Again" presentation: http://www.iwo.com/heroes.htm

   Thank you once more, Gentlemen!

   Hmmm...  Yesssss..... (or actually, noooo.....)

   Thanks, David - and Tommy!