The Virginian-Pilot
                             THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT 
              Copyright (c) 1994, Landmark Communications, Inc.

DATE: Sunday, July 31, 1994                  TAG: 9407290229
SECTION: VIRGINIA BEACH BEACON    PAGE: 05   EDITION: FINAL 
                                             LENGTH: Long  :  138 lines

SEVEN DAYS SLICES OF LIFE IN VIRGINIA BEACH

THURSDAY, JULY 21 11:50 p.m. - An oceanfront fast-food restaurant.

The flies are in abundance, buzzing around customers, the food, the trash cans and the windows. Customers waiting in line swat in vain at the pesky insects, which seem to be multiplying every second.

One young boy carries an almost-empty carton of french fries up to the busy counter and hands it to a worker.

``There's a dead fly on the bottom of this,'' he says to the girl. She takes the carton and looks inside.

``Yep, there sure is,'' she says with a laugh, throwing it away.

The boy starts to leave but other customers tell him to wait. The worker fills up another carton of steaming hot fries and hands them to the boy.

``Wow, thanks!'' he says, and hurries back to his table.

- Pam Starr FRIDAY, JULY 22 8:50 a.m. - London Bridge Road.

The driver of a Triumph sports car is heading north on his way to work when suddenly a 4- to 8-point buck bolts across the roadway. Startled, the driver applies his brakes.

Within seconds, a second deer appears, this time in his rear-view mirror. This one hurdles the trunk of the Triumph but drags its rear hooves across the car.

The deer then tries to clear the steep ditch running alongside the road, but lands chest first, knocking it out of wind momentarily. It pauses a few seconds to regain its breath, finally stands and then runs into the woods bordering the Oceana air field.

The driver continues on his way, too. A few miles later, while stopped at the intersection of Great Neck and Laskin roads, a van loaded with highway department employees pulls up alongside the Triumph. The passengers are still laughing as they ask the driver if he saw the second deer in his rear-view mirror.

He assures them that he caught it all - both sight and sound.

- as told by Chuck Sykes SATURDAY, JULY 23 6:30 p.m. - The Edge.

One of the bar's regulars is treating her four school-age cousins and their mother to an evening of dinner and foosball before the drinking crowd arrives.

After ordering, the youngest of the bunch, an 8-year old girl with blond-tipped sausage curls, latches on to her cousin for a tour of the restaurant.

A few minutes into the tour, the little girl is bored to death. ``Forget this,'' she says. ``Introduce me to the bartenders.''

Her giggling mother looks to her niece and says, ``We always said she'd turn out like you.''

- Holly Wester MONDAY, JULY 25 2:32 p.m. - Independence Boulevard off ramp.

The license plate on a black Toyota Camry is proof that the driver either loves his job or his neighborhood video store. It reads: VDORAMA.

- Holly Wester 4 p.m. - Henry's Seafood Restaurant Jet Ski Rentals.

A couple in a gray car pull into the small parking lot next to the restaurant. They park in the only empty spot in the lot. A woman gets out of the car first and says, ``OK. Now everyone out.''

A back door opens and three young boys exit and stand in line next to the car.

The woman begins rummaging through the car's contents. She looks under the front seats, in the back seat and then goes to the trunk. Sandy towels and a Boogie board hit the pavement.

``It's got to be here SOMEWHERE,'' she says to her companion, a quiet man with a scowl on his face. ``Didn't you hear it drop?''

Turns out, the ``it'' is a 1-carat diamond engagement ring that dropped out of the man's wallet onto the paved parking lot.

After leaving their name and number at the jet ski rental booth and inside the restaurant, everyone piles back into the car, minus a precious diamond, but plus a lot of attitude.

- Lori A. Denney 8 p.m. - Shoreham Square Condominiums.

At an all female cookware party, the saleslady demonstrates all kinds of gadgets - one that simultaneously peels, cores and slices apples, one that shaves ice to the consistency of a snowcone and an ice cream scooper that contains an antifreeze-like substance that glides through even the hardest ice cream.

And don't worry about remembering how she does everything, the smiling demonstrator tells her audience. Almost every item comes with instructions.

One guest pipes up. ``Have you ever noticed that everything you buy - every appliance and everything - comes with instructions? Except the most important thing. Children! Someone should give you an instruction book on how to be a parent.''

- Melinda Forbes TUESDAY, JULY 26 2:30 p.m. - Roses at Haygood.

The toy display where the advertised ``Morphin Power Rangers'' should be is empty. ``Do you have any more of these?'' a customer asks a clerk.

``NO,'' the saleswoman says of the popular kiddie toy. ``Within 10 minutes after we opened they were sold out. And we already have more than 2,000 rain checks.''

- Patty Jenkins 7:15 p.m. - Farm Fresh on Laskin Road.

``Rice A Roni, the San Francisco treat,'' sings a young man in the grocery aisle. While he sings, his friend reaches up, removes a box of rice mix from the shelf and then shoves it down into his pants. He pulls his shirt back into place, pats it flat, and soon the two saunter out of the store.

- Melinda Forbes ILLUSTRATION: Staff photo by MORT FRYMAN

10-daughter reunion

When Barbara Angert, 82, decided to take her daughters to lunch

Monday, it was no small get-together. ``I think they were

overwhelmed with the crowd,'' said Helen Allemand, one of Mrs.

Angert's 10 daughters attending a family reunion in Virginia Beach

this week. Allemand, the only daughter who lives in Virginia Beach,

said, ``All 10 girls were finally together for the first time in a

long time and we told Mother she needed to take us all to lunch.''

(There's also three brothers, but they didn't make it to this year's

reunion. And not all of the 39 living grandchildren and 15

great-grandchildren made it, either.) Mom and her daughters, who

range in age from 41 to 59, rented four houses at Sandbridge to

contain the crowd that peaked at about 55. Lunching at the

Black-Eyed Pea restaurant at Lynnhaven on Monday were (clockwise

from top): Barbara A. Angert of Concord, Ohio, the mother; Roxanne

Arrigo, Chesterland, Ohio; Marcy Krofcheck, Mentor, Ohio; Patricia

L. Shuler, Concord, Ohio; Elaine Vay, Elkridge, Md.; Peg Kashuk,

Houston, Texas; Barbara Jarkovsky, Millburn, N.J.; Rose Mary Berney,

Mentor, Ohio; Betty Duman, Wiliamstown, N.J.; Mary Parana, Du Bois,

Pa.; and Helen Allemand, Virginia Beach.

by CNB