THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT
Copyright (c) 1996, Landmark Communications, Inc.
DATE: Sunday, November 3, 1996 TAG: 9611010203
SECTION: CHESAPEAKE CLIPPER PAGE: 03 EDITION: FINAL
SOURCE: Eric Feber and Susan Smith
LENGTH: 48 lines
The pumpkins have invaded Oscar F. Smith High School.
In celebration of fall and Halloween, the school held a pumpkin carving contest. The competition was organized by the the school's innovative art teacher, Bill Sams, said career counselor Malia Piper.
``It was a fund-raiser for the art club,'' she said. ``To enter you bought a pumpkin from them, carved it and then entered it the contest.''
Judging for the contest took place Wednesday. Winners were awarded such prizes as tickets to a Cellar Door concert or a month's membership to a nearby karate club.
The contest had 28 entries, including a few by faculty members.
``They were all very, very creative,'' she said.
The carved pumpkins included such designs as a painted tiger face in honor of the school's mascot, an entire pumpkin man, a pumpkin face with a moving jaw, another with a carved tiger face and one that featured the self-portrait of the school's drama teacher Cary Nothnagel.
Honorable mentions went to Miranda Ruddick, Jason Emory, faculty member Cary Nothnagel and Ben Tisdale. The third-place award went to Julius Woodard; the second-place award went to Amber Williams Bishop; and the first-place award went to Amanda Radke. Junior league
Last week, Henry Amos, 67, and Frank Dickerson, 74, from Troutville in the Roanoke area, volunteered to come to Chesapeake on a special mission.
The Troutville Lion club members headed east to instruct and guide the Chesapeake Host Lions Club members in the art of making apple butter.
The two men brought their copper kettles, 8-foot pot stirrers, bags of secret spice and years of knowledge in perfecting the spicy, tasty apple spread.
But sometimes the twosome seemed to be a threesome. For two full days of work, they had the assistance of ``Junior.''
``Junior, get the firewood,'' Dickerson commanded.
``Is it time to add the spice yet, Junior?'' Dickerson asked.
``How about some lunch, Junior?'' Dickerson inquired.
Funny thing though - every time Dickerson talked to ``Junior'' it was Amos who jumped to get the firewood, tossed in the secret spice or made a sandwich for lunch.
When you're seven years younger than your best buddy, no matter what the age, you'll always be ``Junior.'' by CNB