THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT

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

DATE: THURSDAY, June 23, 1994                    TAG: 9406210156 
SECTION: NORFOLK COMPASS                     PAGE: 04    EDITION: FINAL  
SOURCE: Medium 
DATELINE: 940623                                 LENGTH: 

COMPASS POINTS: SLICES OF LIFE IN NORFOLK

{LEAD} Saturday, June 4

9:45 p.m. - Town Point Park.

At Harborfest, a 4-year-old boy watches the succession of exploding fireworks descend from the sky. He covers his ears to muffle the seemingly constant boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly he puts out his hand, palm turned upward, as if to catch a handful of sparkling lights as they float downward. Turning to his mother he asks, ``Mom, can we catch a few fireworks and take them home to put in my room?''

- Joan Stanus

\ Wednesday, June 8\ West Ocean View Avenue, Willoughby Spit.

Morning traffic is moving along at its usual brisk pace today. Nothing to slow it down, nothing, that is, until 13th View.

There, up ahead under the flashing yellow light, a couple are navigating their careful way across the intersection.

He, in front, wobbling along down the center of 13th, wary of, yet seemingly unperturbed by the oncoming traffic. She, in pursuit at a steady gait, perhaps a couple of feet behind.

Their destination, apparently, the boat ramp on Willoughby Bay. Behind them, Willoughby beach.

Not a long journey, really, as the duck flies.

But as they waddle, well, these mallards may not get there for awhile.

- Mark Weaver

\ Thursday, June 9\ 3:30 to 4:15 p.m., NRHA offices, Granby Street

The 12th-floor executive office suddenly looks like a nursery.

A collection of toys is scattered across a blanket on the floor. A cherub-like infant smiles while resting in his crib.

``His mother is out `Nautic-kying,'' explains grandpa, better known as David H. Rice, executive director of the Norfolk Redevelopment and Housing Authority.

A moment later, Rice rolls little Dave into an adjoining hallway so NRHA business could continue without waking the child.

Later, when Rice's wife, Nancy, and daughter, Ann Engel, return from Nauticus, the baby is rolled back into the office.

``He might have a load in him. I don't know,'' Rice says as he presents his grandchild back to the ladies. ``He looked awfully happy before he went to sleep, so I think he might have done something.''

- Mike Knepler

\ Monday, June 13\ 6:15 p.m. - Taco Bell, Wards Corner.

A mother is placing a large order for her family of five, including two hungry teenagers. The employee behind the counter starts to read it back to her. ``Don't bother,'' she says. ``I won't remember anyway.''

Soon the $18.61 order is ready, and another employee seems amazed because she needs three trays for the food. When it's ready to be picked up, the employee smiles at the customer and says, ``Thank you for shopping at Taco Bell.'' Everyone in line bursts out laughing.

- Barbara Price

by CNB