THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT
Copyright (c) 1995, Landmark Communications, Inc.
DATE: Sunday, November 5, 1995 TAG: 9511030237
SECTION: SUFFOLK SUN PAGE: 04 EDITION: FINAL
LENGTH: Medium: 89 lines
Habitat for Humanity site, South Broad Street, Suffolk
Priscilla Jones, Habitat homesteader, is taping dry wall seams.
``You don't need to use too many staples,'' says Terri Anglim, volunteer coordinator.
They've learned by doing, says Dan Anglim, construction supervisor.
Arthur Beamon's house next door has so many staples and dry wall screws that, if it were a ship, it would have sunk a foot and a half, he says.
But please don't scrimp, says Jones, a school custodian who has helped build both houses.
``Just make sure you use enough,'' she says. ``I don't want my walls to fall down in a couple of months.''
- Susie Stoughton
1:55 p.m. - Habitat for Humanity site, South Broad Street, Suffolk
A rthur Beamon, Habitat's second homesteader who lives next door, is standing on scaffolding and holding up a sheet of dry wall with his head. Two other men are screwing the dry wall into the ceiling as Beamon's son comes over to ask for a ride to work.
``Your dad's really using his head on this job,'' says Terri Anglim, volunteer coordinator.
- Susie Stoughton Tuesday, Oct 24
3:15 p.m. - Doctor's office, Suffolk
O ne of two small girls, waiting for the nurse to call them for their appointment with the doctor, suggests a game of doctor. Paperwork first, though, so she asks her ``patient'' her name. Rececca, she says.
OK, the ``doctor'' says and proceeds to enter it on the document in the play typewriter, declaring each letter aloud as she types: ``M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E.''
Shortly thereafter, in a different part of the same office, a doting daddy tells an inquiring worker about his small child's illness.
``Oh, he's just whiney and wants to be held all the time,'' the father says, stroking his son's head, which rests on dad's shoulder. ``Just like his dad.''
- John Pruitt Monday, Oct. 30
5:45 p.m. - Wal-Mart, North Main Street, Suffolk
T he greeter is passing out yellow smiley faces to the children as they enter the store.
``Do you want a happy face?'' she pleasantly asks one little girl, who is sitting in a shopping cart being pushed by her mother.
The child, frowning, answers very indignantly, ``NO! I want some CANDY!''
- Jo Joynes
8:45 p.m. - On the way to Suffolk
H ank, the wrecker driver, contacts the dispatcher, who is also his wife, as he leaves Norfolk with a broken-down station wagon in tow.
``We're heading to Suffolk,'' he says over the CB radio, as he starts off, with a Suffolk man sitting next to him in the passenger's seat.
``Well,'' the dispatcher/wife says. ``Send me a post card.''
- Susie Stoughton Tuesday, Oct 31
10:15 a.m. - Saratoga and Market Streets, Suffolk
There is a little bit for everyone. The Tin Man, seven Pocahontases, a Dallas Cowboy and his rival, a Washington Redskin, are parading around downtown.
The little ones from the Main Street United Methodist day care make their annual trek around downtown on Halloween.
Store merchants give the kids treats; commuters on their way to work wave.
``We don't really focus on Halloween. We focus more on the costumes because they really love dressing up,'' says Main Street Methodist day-care director Barbara Birdsong.
- Terri Williams
4 p.m. - Turlington Road, Suffolk
S he is a Halloween vision - standing by the side of the road, smiling, waving to the folks driving by.
She is dressed, head to toe, in white and waving a wand, something lovely during a day where we can expect, for the most part, the not-so-lovely witches, goblins, monsters or reasonable facsimilies.
Is she for real, or a Halloween vision? Either way, it lends a touch of sweetness to the day.
- Frank Roberts ILLUSTRATION: Staff photo by MICHAEL KESTNER
Children and staff from the Main Street United Methodist day care
make their way down the block for their annual Halloween parade.
by CNB