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Trouble and Accdents
Tuesday, September 25, 2001 to Sunday, September 25, 2011
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Trouble! I felt so loney when i sitting my bed. i took out a big fat black marker and scibbled with it on wall. My mom didn't noctice it, but my dad did, he gasped and started to laugh, i was misunderstood because my dad is laughing i ran away from dad. but nonthing happed. ...continued...
- By: Jocelyn Saravia
- Thursday, January 31, 2013, 2:09:00 PM
- updated: Monday, February 11, 2013 2:31:00 PM
Self-Assessment of Understanding of Cultural Diversity Issues
Thursday, February 09, 2017 to Sunday, February 19, 2017
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Before I took this quiz, I thought that I had a fair amount of knowledge about other cultural views because of many courses I have taken that have exposed me to different cultures. I was surprised, however, to find out that I still have a very long way to go. I answered 16 of the 23 questions correctly and many of the questions I got wrong involved practices in different cultures and how they differ from my own. I do not think that I have prejudices per say, I try to be a very nonjudgmental individual when meeting new people. I like to try to learn as much as I can abou ...continued...
- By: Rachel Gremminger
- Friday, January 27, 2017, 11:44:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, February 19, 2017 10:42:00 PM
The Cork connection & The Hi-B
Sunday, October 01, 1995 to Saturday, October 01, 2005
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I regard the Hi-B bar to be a family gem. It must be treasured, jealously guarded and passed down the generations. Established in 1923 and originally named The Hibernian, my father must have been a patron of this establishment since its first beginnings. He was born in 1897 and spoke fondly of his time spent here, sometimes before and after a visit to Cork opera house. In the 1930’s he moved to England with the Ford motor company but a visit to the Hi-B was a mandatory part of our annual summer pilgrimage back to Cork. The Hi-B is situated on the first floor of the junction of Oliver ...continued...
- By: Daniel M Doyle
- Monday, August 11, 2014, 5:49:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, October 15, 2015 6:04:00 AM
My kids, how the system broke me
Sunday, July 30, 2017 to Wednesday, August 09, 2017
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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
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My Kids
Halloween 2013
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
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
My earliest recollections
Friday, November 01, 1974 to Thursday, November 01, 1984
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Digging through the anals of my mind takes a great deal of concentration and somewhat frustration....every time its always the same, happy memories, where are you? I think my most fond memories as a child were probably playing with our huge great dane who was such a clumsy clut, but so loving and harmless that like any of us just yearned for some attention and you would have him doing any tricks you desired. He was my horse! Most kids got bicycles to learn to ride, pedalling and balancing, but I had man’s best friend who would let me climb on his back, wrapping my legs ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, November 30, 2014, 1:56:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, November 30, 2014 2:13:00 PM
First 10 Years
Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
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I had a best friend while we were living in Gold Hill. Her name was Gail Stevens. We were really close. She's part Native American. She told she was part Cherokee. One day while we were at recess, we decided to sneak off and go across the road over to the cemetary. To this day I'm stillnot sure why we did it, I guess we were just curios. Well we were walking around and came up to a shed. All of a sudden we heard a noise, it sounded like a ghost, being only 6 years old you would think that we were scared, well we weren't. Next thing we know the grounds keeper jumped out ...continued...
- By: Laura Register
- Tuesday, September 03, 2013, 7:21:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, September 04, 2013 7:58:00 PM
Pole reached
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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Epic day, epic adventure, epic team. Pole reached at 2:45 am central time. Updates coming... ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 5:33:00 AM
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Pole reached
North Pole
Sleeping on a Coffin
Wednesday, January 01, 1941 to Tuesday, January 01, 1946
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One day in 41, Pop & Mom bought a house at 683 W 11th which would be my home for the next 15 years. How they moved, I have no idea but I think I was in school at the time and was told to come to the new house when I got through with school. This house had more memories for me than Mt Pleasant and it had 4 bedrooms, but with Pop & Mom in one, girls in another and Bill alone in the small baby one, that left 5 of us sleeping somewhere, and I can't recall, but who cared. Later on, I had my own sleeping area - Mom had a big chest that she kept extra blankets etc. ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Thursday, November 17, 2011, 10:23:00 AM
- updated: Thursday, November 17, 2011 12:24:00 PM
Toxic Relationship
Saturday, November 20, 2010 to Thursday, March 07, 2013
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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
Pressure ridges and Progress - Part 1
Sunday, April 06, 2014
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Fun and cold day today. Woke up and made water (as usual) and got on our way as quickly as we could. We are still working on our personal space organization as a work in progress. Three of us in a small tent make for confined quarters for us and our gear. And, as many of us know Mike likes to spread his wings. I have the front corner of the tent and Mike explained the legal concept of a right of way easement in and out of the tent. Mike also discovered that it is not a good idea to talk to me before I eat breakfast. All he could say is how sorry he feels for the kids. Made great progress ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, April 08, 2015 3:18:00 PM
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Pressure ridges and Progress - Part 1
North Pole
His Birthday
Tuesday, September 19, 2017 to Saturday, September 30, 2017
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On his special day, He wants me to attend his birthday, he always remind me that I need to attend his birthday and I promise him that I will be there... therefore I feel so special on his birthday... We drink in that evening after that we go to bar and have some more drinks and eat more foods... But something went wrong and I'm shock of what I see it happened I meet his girl friends that I didnt saw before... Due to alcohol I feel so jealous immidiately but still I manage my posture on that day... 1am in the morning I ask per ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
- updated: Friday, January 12, 2018 8:03:00 PM
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In his Birthday
When you meet someone you dont expect...
Smells and Mesh Bags
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
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Our 42 hour confinement to our tents was ended today as the storm eased up enough for us to continue north. Our drift over the storm took us further west than we wanted to the 129th Longitude. We ran into many open leads and had to wait until the ice moved back together allowing us to cross. It was incredible to witness and very scary to cross. We gained about 5 miles north today but our progress was halted by thin ice. We made camp and will wait till morning to try and cross. Needless to say that in the north polar icecap there is very little to smell. No plants and so few animals a person ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, April 23, 2014 11:17:00 PM
The Problem with America is....
Tuesday, January 05, 2016 to Friday, January 15, 2016
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Once again it's “Deja vu all over again.” Never ending white entitlement, delusional history and the usual threats of violence are now playing out at the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge in Eastern Oregon, one of the more important bird and wildlife sanctuaries in the country and located in an isolated corner of Oregon. Malheur is being occupied by a handful of white (Christian?) terrorists with the apparent and enthusiastic support of ISIS no less. The Refuge, however, happens to belong to all the people of the United States. But like a shopworn moral ...continued...
- By: walter winch
- Monday, August 04, 2014, 6:05:00 PM
- updated: Friday, January 15, 2016 11:32:00 AM