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Slice of Memory
Wednesday, January 01, 1969 to Sunday, January 01, 2012
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  • By: Michael   McKinzy
  • Saturday, May 26, 2012, 10:19:00 AM
  • updated: Saturday, May 26, 2012 10:21:00 AM
At Last, A Girl
Wednesday, July 01, 1964 to Monday, July 01, 1974
  • At Last, A Girl Chicago, 1964 Priscilla H Wilson It is 1962 and Rodney and I are watching the news. We have two sons but yearn for a daughter. I long for another female in our family. The news highlights Chinese refugees streaming into Hong Kong. We suddenly express the same thought, “Why not adopt a little girl who has no family?” As I turn the news off, I stammer, “I hadn’t thought about adoption before. I think that is the only way we can have a daughter.” Rodney laughs. “Let’s find out what we need to do.” The State of Ill ...continued...

  • By: Priscilla   Wilson
  • Friday, July 11, 2014, 3:21:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, July 11, 2014 3:36:00 PM
Toxic Relationship
Saturday, November 20, 2010 to Thursday, March 07, 2013
  • I always felt intrigued by her. She had a bad reputation, and I knew the reason why she got kicked out of the school I went to. She was friends with a group of people I used to hang out with, but that was just about it. We never had a conversation or anything, and I thought she didn't like me at all. She always gave me weird looks and such. We were 16 when we had our first conversation. That day, we connected. I never thought we would ever have a conversation, so I was really surprised about that. The few bad things I knew abou ...continued...

  • By: María (Malu)  García
  • Wednesday, January 06, 2016, 7:44:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, January 07, 2016 4:27:00 PM
Saturday, November 22, 2014 to Tuesday, December 02, 2014
  • FRIDAY, JUNE 03, 2005 [first published] SLICK OUT "Here they come. You ever notice how kids and bovines travel in herds?" These were the last words I heard him say. Twenty minutes later the state of Missouri executed Richard Adrian Marsh. At 12:01 a.m. on December 1, 1997 he was pronounced dead. I met Richard Marsh when I was writing an article on the state's legal system for a Kansas City magazine. It had taken six months for him to agree to see me. What finally persuaded him was an article I'd written several years before while living in Florida. He was born in ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Monday, August 04, 2014, 6:05:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, December 02, 2014 11:20:00 AM
The Post Office Floor
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
  • THE POST OFFICE FLOOR© KIRKUK, IRAQ MARCH 2004 SOMETIMES ...continued...

  • By: Dewayne  Knott
  • Tuesday, November 29, 2011, 10:18:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, March 23, 2012 2:34:00 PM
The beggining
Saturday, August 01, 1964 to Thursday, August 01, 1974
  • By Chris Christodoulou &nb ...continued...

  • By: Chris  Christodoulou
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 11:19:00 AM
  • updated: Monday, August 11, 2014 1:38:00 PM
In the Beginning...
Friday, November 07, 2014 to Monday, November 17, 2014
  • The Haunting of Leigh Maxwell By Esther Luttrell ONE The wind was starting to kick up, he noticed. Even though the old car provided a cocoon, protecting him from the elements, he was aware of the dip in temperature. It was colder than usual for so early in October. Trees surrounding the big plant where he worked were bending in the breeze, disappearing from sight when shreds of fog shifted across the woods. He hunched down further in the seat, pulling his wool jacket tighter around him. “She’s going to be late,” he said aloud to ...continued...

  • By: Esther  Luttrell
  • Monday, November 17, 2014, 12:42:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, November 17, 2014 12:54:00 PM
My kids, how the system broke me
Sunday, July 30, 2017 to Wednesday, August 09, 2017
  • Pregnancy is a blissful time. When pregnant with baby number three the blissfulness of it all just runs right through you. Today May 10th, 2006 my son was born. Although it was an emergency c-section he was brought into this world screaming and purple after being almost strangled to death by the umbilical cord. I had my son. My family was ecstatic and my dad was the proudest Papa in the world. Things were hard but I never gave up and always tried to do what was best for my family. I did the best I could with what I had to work with. Around three months old we started noticing freckles all over ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Wednesday, August 09, 2017, 10:01:00 AM
  • updated: Wednesday, August 09, 2017 11:35:00 AM
Friday, January 02, 2015 to Monday, January 12, 2015
  • Happiness is not being pained in the body or troubled in the mind. There was a time not so long ago when I could barely walk or move easily at all. My livelihood was being taken from me and I was depressed and miserable. Doctors told me that my arthritis could be managed but that it wouldn't get any better. Well it DID GET BETTER. Because I did something about it. I educated myself, I learned to lap swim. I listened to my body and developed a bodyrolling technique. i experimented. I found myself out of necessity chasing arthritis relief nearly everyday. I also found that with out a doubt a ...continued...

  • By: Edward  Cook
  • Monday, January 12, 2015, 10:12:00 AM
  • updated: Thursday, January 15, 2015 10:56:00 AM
Endurance and EXTREME Cold
Friday, April 11, 2014
  • Our blog is full of lots of posts about how Mark and I joke around to pass time on the dogsled. Not today. Today was brutal. Coldest day yet. It was at least minus 30 Fahrenheit and the wind was howling. There was very little talking other than to confirm that all of our fingers and toes were working. The ice was flat but if you rode the sled, you frooze. Our boots are rated to negative 145 degrees. It did not help. The cold brought a cease fire to the war for limited space on the sled because we had to take turns running next to the sled all day to stay warm. We covered 12 miles. It ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, April 23, 2014 9:49:00 PM
The One Legged Snake
Sunday, August 15, 1954
  • The One Legged Snake© Written By: Dewayne Knott I suppose it was the heat of the humid August day that started it all. Tom Trueblood and I were tossing rocks on the roof of the Boxholm School bus barn out behind our house and watching them roll down the corrugated roof. Don’t ask me why this activity was one of the favorite things to do on a summer day…it just was. Perhaps it was because it was too hot to walk do ...continued...

  • By: Dewayne  Knott
  • Tuesday, November 29, 2011, 10:18:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, March 23, 2012 2:49:00 PM
Tuesday, September 01, 1964 to Sunday, September 01, 1974
  • I love the bumper sticker that reads “Put something exciting between your legs.” In 1961 I bought a 1942 Harley for fifty dollars. I had to do it in secret because my father said I could only have a motorcycle over his dead body. One morning my father was having coffee at the local drug store with Mr. Wood, who had a son, Billy, who was a classmate of mine. “Frank,” he says, “my son wants to buy a motorcycle. I told him that no father in his right mind would ever let his son get something as dangerous as a motorcycle. Then he tells me, your son has one, so it must ...continued...

  • By: Bob E.  Sherman
  • Sunday, September 21, 2014, 6:24:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, September 21, 2014 7:02:00 AM
Self-assessment of understanding of cultural diversity issues.
Thursday, February 09, 2017 to Sunday, February 19, 2017
  • Although I never thought of myself to be 'prejudiced' or 'biased', I do understand that my beliefs would great impact my work as a healthcare professional. When I had taken the Cultural Competence Self Assessment Survery, I quickly came to a scary realization that I did know as much as I thought I did. For example, there was a question regarding non-verbal communication (pointing fingers, thumbs up, etc) that I had thought was universal. In fact, I was wrong, as I did not realize there are many different ways facial expressions and gestures could be interpreted as. Not surprisi ...continued...

  • By: Reema  Hamdan
  • Sunday, February 19, 2017, 1:51:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, February 19, 2017 7:57:00 PM
First 10 Years
Saturday, September 20, 1975 to Friday, September 20, 1985
  • Kids are really good at whatever you put your mind to you can achieve. I remembered not want to go go to school, I got up and started to pray to get sick so I can stay home, I prayed hard, then I began to say I am sick, I am sick, i am sick, not for anyone to hear of course. But before I was dressed for school my tummy started to hurt, YES! ( shouted in my mind). It began to hurt more and more then the runnings stated, the most foul sent ever, I could not go 10 mins with out having find a toilet. I saw the frustration in my moms eyes. But I did get to stay home for 3 days, but not how I wanted ...continued...

  • By: Theresa  B
  • Monday, March 25, 2013, 5:51:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, April 14, 2013 9:41:00 AM
Slice of Memory
Thursday, January 11, 2018
  • Ngayong araw na to nagkita kami ulit after how many days na nagkatampuhan... I miss his smile... sa lahat ng tao siya pa talaga ha. Ganyan talaga pag mahal mo ang isang tao. Sana mababasa ko ulit ito sa future. Gaya nga nag sabi nila. memory will last... I still love him... 😥😥😥 ***BandF ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
  • updated: Wednesday, January 10, 2018 11:20:00 AM

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