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I am Dennis Normile, a 1977 graduate from Hicksville High, and I have misplaced my yearbook. I have been looking for a link that I can purchase a book. I thank you for your time.
I was so sorry to read Roe's story about Tony's accident. I was a fraternity brother of his at Hicksville High and he used to shoot pool at my house on Wellesley Lane. I hope that Roe or Tony will read this and accept my sincerest long distance (Los Angeles) wishes for a speedy and full recovery.
Does any one know where Pete Gillette is?
Hi Guys, Editor note: Check the "Archives" page for all previous editions that are currently available.
Hi, Jim Tweeddale (HHS '55) here;
To the editor,
Dear Bob,
Hello, I received this link from my sister. Very cool! Please sign me up.
Dear Editors, I just read your latest HixNews and loved it. anniversary: 11/23/1968 Greetings. In your last newsletter you had a request for letters, cards, etc. for one of our classmates, Bill Corrigan, who had suffered brain damage. I was a classmate of Bill's and was moved to write to him. I regret to tell you that the hospital returned my card with no explanation as to why it was not delivered. Do either of you have an update as to Bill's condition? Thank you in advance for anything you can share. I certainly enjoy the Hix News and appreciate all you do. In last month's newsletter mention was made that an
administrator at HHS had recently retired. I am curious to know where Mr.
Lawrence Redican (English teacher) and his wife (Mary?) who taught Algebra
are today. They influenced my life in many ways and at the age of 17 you
really don't have an appreciation for the value they added. Is there anyway to find out or to post a "looking for message" for these two great mentors? Regards, Maureen Olson - Class of '70 Ed: If you have information for Maureen, email us at editors@hixnews.com and we'll forward it. The annual, traditional turkey bowl for 2007 is history. Any graduate from Hicksville High School is eligible to participate in this yearly football game. There are no awards nor are there any prizes. There are aches and pains after every game and the complaints are not only echoed by the old timers who play. The gift of the day is the camaraderie that is shared by all participants. This past October when I was in Hicksville for the HHS Class of '67 Reunion, I had the opportunity to meet with two of my high school buddies, Mark Virgilio '67 and Rich Delia '68, who I had not seen in 40 years. We met for lunch at the Two Brothers restaurant on Saturday afternoon. We had played together in a garage band in 1967 called The Reactions. Missing from our reunion were Ken Philcox '67 and Johnny Norris '68. The Reactions had a small following of friends and we got to play a few gigs, including a local party and Mark's church teen center. Unfortunately by the time we had gotten some real bookings, the band was splintering because three of us were leaving for college, Ken to South Dakota State, Mark to Blackburn College in Illinois and me to Syracuse University. It was a great afternoon of reminiscing and catching up. I have since had dinner with Rich when he attended the Army-Navy game in Baltimore, MD and have kept in touch with both. I occasionally hear from Ken and hope to touch base with Johnny soon. It's that time of year again when every charity in Florida sends me address labels. My insurance agent and some out of state organizations also send labels and some even enclose a coin. I don't need them or want them but something about me refuses to throw them away. I put them neatly in a drawer in my desk. That drawer filled up so I started on my kitchen "junk" drawer. I did go through them a while ago and found several that had incorrect information. Those I did throw away. I will never write that many letters and I no longer mail checks out to pay my bills. I use the 'bill pay' feature on my bank's web site. I think I will get a nice big box and put all the labels on it in a decoupage manner and then use that box to store the next batch of labels. Maybe my New Year's resolution should be to throw out all those labels. Ya think? Pat (Koziuk) Driscoll In this month's newsletter mention was made that an administrator at HHS had recently retired. I am curious to know where Mr. Lawrence Redican (English teacher) and his wife (Mary?) who taught Algebra are today. They influenced my life in many ways and at the age of 17 you really don't have an appreciation for the value they added. Is there anyway to find out or to post a "looking for message" for these two great mentors? Regards, Maureen (Petersen) Olson - Class of '70 I read a response from Dee Green, class of 1976 in last months update and it brought back a flood of really good memories. I graduated in 1975 and was friends with Dee and her buddy back then, Patty Caesar. I get back to Hicksville about once or month to visit my Mom who has lived on Twinlawns Ave since 1948. I have lived in Glen Ridge, NJ with my wife Lori for the last 23 years and have three kids, Ryan (senior at Hamilton College), Kyle (a freshmen at the University of Pennsylvania) and Cara (a freshmen at Glen Ridge HS). It was great to see Dee's post and hope she is doing well. My name is Jim Bergholtz. I was in the class of 67. I read with interest about Bill Corrigan. I played on the basketball team with him. I would like any information you could give me to contact him ---- by phone, email or regular mail. I've been living in New England for more than 30 years
now and have had to learn a completely new language. Although I live in Maine,
the flatlanders from Massachusetts spend most of their time up here. I thought
that if some month you are hurting for material you might want to use all or
part of it. Harvey Weiss "47 Welcome to Bawstin
(Boston ) A, B, C,
D, etc. If the streets are named after trees (e.g. Walnut, Chestnut, Cedar),
you're on Beacon Hill . If they're named after poets, you're in Wellesley South Boston
is Southie. The South End is the South End. It's not a water fountain; it's a bubblah. Things not to do: (one old, one new for each). "Solid blue, clear
view...." flashing red means the
Red Sox game was rained out! Most people live here all their
life and still don't know what the hell is going on with this one. Route 128 is I-95 south. It's
also I-93 north. The underground train is not a
subway. It's the "T", and it doesn't run all night (fah chrysakes,
this ain't Noo Yawk). Order the "cold tea" in China Town after 2:00 am
you'll get a kettle full of beer. except in "idea". Bostonians...think that three
straight days of 90+ temperatures is a heat wave.
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