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My First 10 Years
Friday, October 08, 1943 to Thursday, October 08, 1953
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I understand why people say, “Paybacks are a bitch!” It’s tough work to pay back someone in your life who has been giving to you since you were born. You see, when I came into this world, I came in having two mothers. And it seems like these two old ladies sure know the ropes because they got me hopping around like a chicken with her head cut off paying them back big time. By the time I clean up the kitchen from breakfast dishes, and whatnot, I’m setting the table back up because these two old gals are sitting at the table again ...continued...
- By: Patricia Florio
- Monday, January 30, 2012, 11:17:00 AM
- updated: Monday, January 30, 2012 11:31:00 AM
Final Reflection
Thursday, April 27, 2017 to Sunday, May 07, 2017
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Before starting this course, I thought that I was a pretty culturally competent or at least accepting individual. I come from a very small town where there is not much cultural diversity of any kind, but since coming to UWM, I felt that I had thrived on the diversity on campus and in the city and that I had become culturally competent. I could not have been more wrong. Certainly, living in the city of Milwaukee and experiencing diversity that I had not before exposed me to different cultures and many different types of people, but I still carried many stereotypes and prejudic ...continued...
- By: Rachel Gremminger
- Friday, January 27, 2017, 11:44:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, May 07, 2017 1:28:00 PM
Skunk Surprise
Friday, December 28, 2007
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The reason i'm posting this recipe is because it appears in a cookbook called Homegrown in the Ozarks: Mountain Meals and Memories which of all things was a finalist for best book of the year in Missouri in 2007 and i told my co-author Mary-Lane when we complied the book we shouldn't put it in because there are so many wonderful recipes from the Ozark Mountain in the 1930's and 1940's when ladies cooked on woodburning cast iron stoves and it just did not fit and it's been the most read and commented on of all 140 recipe listings. A Skunk Recipe That Serves (2) I ...continued...
- By: Rolland Love
- Friday, October 21, 2011, 7:20:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, July 10, 2014 4:53:00 PM
Remnants of Life by Karen Goodson
Wednesday, March 23, 1955 to Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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Driving down the road on a beautiful pre-Autumn day, the large red sign catches my eye. "Estate Sale 50% Off"…. I am torn, yet curiosity draws my car to the curb. As an avid garage sale seeker, I often enjoy the victory of the bargains I find while rummaging through items no longer wanted by the owner. But the items of my garage sale victories are most often found outside on the hard cement driveway or garage…unattached to story, emotion or the life that shared its journey. This Autumn day I find myself entering the E ...continued...
- By: Karen Goodson
- Friday, February 10, 2012, 7:49:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, February 12, 2012 7:48:00 AM
Truth is clearly overrated among our kind (3)
Wednesday, February 17, 2016 to Saturday, February 27, 2016
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The lesson should be constantly enforced that, though the people support the government, the government should not support the people. (President Grover Cleveland, while vetoing a bill offering financial aid to the poor, 1887) Collyfoxing By coincidence I happened to see a YouTube video put up by Jon Ritzheimer a few weeks back, one of the gang leaders that occupied the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge and who is now in jail. He stood in front of a table piled high with dozens of dildos that his detractors had sent. What struck me, however, was the seemin ...continued...
- By: walter winch
- Monday, August 04, 2014, 6:05:00 PM
- updated: Saturday, February 27, 2016 9:18:00 AM
flying the coup1
Sunday, June 23, 2002 to Monday, December 31, 2012
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As dad reversed mom came flying down wit a bag of snacks for the road. She gave it to me; we said our goodbyes and the journey began. A journey started with fear uncertainty and indecision How rude of me I didn’t introduce myself I’m Yasmin recently turned eighteen and right now on my way to my probable school of higher lea ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, August 05, 2012, 9:08:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, August 05, 2012 10:45:00 AM
Watch out for Bears
Sunday, October 24, 1965 to Monday, October 24, 1966
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Watch Out For Bears Read any literature from Yellowstone National Park today and you’ll find all sorts of warnings about feeding the bears or otherwise interfering with their normal beary kinds of activities. Occasionally you may see in the news a sad story about some unwary hiker, or worse a tale of some misguided nature nut who thought he could commune with the wild beasts, who gets mauled by a bear. People know, for the most part, anyway, that they need to stay out of the bear’s comfort zone. Which is why I just can’t under ...continued...
- By: Cindy (Cynthia) Gray
- Friday, January 17, 2014, 7:45:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, January 26, 2014 9:04:00 PM
Idioms
Friday, October 31, 2014 to Monday, November 10, 2014
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What in Sam Hill? We all know what it means, but where did the saying originate? Idioms, to make a long story short, are actually sensible nonsense, yet hit the nail on the head in a New York minute. We know what these phrases mean; we all use them. But where do these funny and nonsensical statements come from? Since when can you know the ropes, knock on wood, wag the dog, hold your horses, or go the whole nine yards and still know that you didn’t bite off more than you could chew. In my story, An Abduction Revelation, I used many idioms that we use in our every day conversations. ...continued...
- By: Thomas Hay
- Monday, November 10, 2014, 11:19:00 AM
- updated: Monday, November 10, 2014 11:21:00 AM
Ariana by the Sea
Wednesday, November 26, 2014 to Saturday, December 06, 2014
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Ariana felt the warm sand sliding between her toes, heard the distant crash of the water smashing on promontory rocks. Not for her the water's edge. The vastness of the ocean was a strange and fearful thing, and creatures lurked beneath it; she'd heard the sailors' tales when she worked the tavern houses and inns, and did not wish to find herself bewitched beneath the waves. And yet, her eyes kept straying there. So beautiful and savage was the sea. Swirling and surging now with a contained rage, blue and green and gray by turns, and powerful, flecked with the gold of a high mor ...continued...
- By: Alfred Smith
- Saturday, December 06, 2014, 6:32:00 PM
- updated: Saturday, December 06, 2014 6:56:00 PM
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woman by the sea
Ariana
Turf Terror: Part Four
Thursday, August 21, 2014 to Sunday, August 31, 2014
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One of the national lawn care companies states in its sales brochure that it’s got chemicals for early spring to deal with “winter stresses” In the early summer it has chemicals to help you “prepare” for the nasty summer. In the early fall the candy man has the elixir to help your sensitive mono-turf recover from the “stresses of summer.” And of course they promise winter protection for your lawn’s “winter survival.” How did nature survive before humans developed all these chemicals and tools to create and protect our precious, artifi ...continued...
- By: walter winch
- Sunday, August 24, 2014, 11:50:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, August 31, 2014 3:54:00 PM
Introduction
Sunday, October 12, 2014 to Wednesday, October 22, 2014
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Do you even look back on all those teenage expereinces you've had, Do you think about those defining moments, sick back in the open air theatre of your mind and just sit back and watch. I think about all those moments and how they have defined me, ok maybe not defined but they played a part in the paving the road that has gotten me this far. ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Wednesday, October 22, 2014, 1:46:00 AM
- updated: Wednesday, October 22, 2014 2:25:00 AM
Getting Home
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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Updates have been a tad delayed recently due to some crazy schedules experienced once we reached the pole. To be honest, the pole was literally just another point in the snow just like all the millions of other points we passed by the last few weeks. Due to the drifting ice and natural wobble of the earth, the point is very fleeting on any GPS, you have to chase the drift and wobble to remain on it. But for a moment, we were able to walk around the planet and experience every time zone. In a matter of moments I was in the past, present and future, the quickest pe ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, April 20, 2014 12:14:00 PM
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Human Team
North Pole
Doggone Grateful
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
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My dog, Shadow, knows it is me coming home when I am still a few blocks away. He’s got that pet ESP. Or maybe he recognizes the sound of my car. Regardless, when I walk in the door he’s in the backyard wagging his tail, whining in anticipation of an ear scratching and a pat on the head. When I open the sliding glass door he begins to do a little dance. This black Chow-Labrador mix 40-plus pound dog is just giddy at the sight of me. I am not sure why that is. I realize dogs are loyal. But even if I ignore him for a bit, usually because I&rsqu ...continued...
- By: Tom Gilbert
- Saturday, March 24, 2012, 2:52:00 PM
- updated: Saturday, March 24, 2012 3:01:00 PM
About Mr.Bill/Children Author
Monday, February 08, 1999 to Wednesday, December 11, 2013
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This is my first chaptor about me. William Sawyers or Known to others as Mr.Bill I'm a school custodian of 27 years and a children author for about 9 years now. I'll be posting more info on this site soon. Meanwhile feel free to explore my web sites, and pass along to others. http://www.freewebs.com/william2233/ http://mrwilliamsawyers.weebly.com/ There are many interesting page's and short stories as well as poetry for the age's of five on up. All my published books are helping out a local school in my area with a dollar a book, and my ...continued...
- By: william sawyers
- Monday, November 24, 2014, 8:58:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, November 26, 2014 10:49:00 PM
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My Fourth Book
Bill's Pride
Beginning of Catastrophic Connections
Tuesday, March 01, 2005 to Saturday, February 28, 2015
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~~In the Nighttime To the individual working in near darkness, the place felt like a basement at midnight, illuminated only by a dim light bulb at the top of the stairway. No. Better. It felt like a mortuary in the middle of the night, the perfectionist mortician preparing a corpse for a starring role at its own funeral. An undertaker is an artist, after all, who must exult in the unveiling of the handiwork—or creative artwork—as gawkers pass by the open casket. The lone figure’s grin appeared as grotesque as the thoughts in its wearer’s head, illuminated as it wa ...continued...
- By: Joyce Brown
- Sunday, March 29, 2015, 3:22:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, March 29, 2015 3:28:00 PM