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Slice of Memory
Saturday, March 01, 1975 to Friday, March 01, 1985
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Kissee Mills, MO. 1979 This is a story I tell over and over to my kids and grandkids. It's the story of a young man we met while camping in Missouri a long time ago. Kissee Mills is in Taney County and part of the Branson community. It was summer and we were looking for a new camp site. We stopped at a fork in the road that had a little shack that sold bait. A young boy probably about 12 or so asked us if we wanted a busy camp or a not busy camp. We said we wanted the not busy camp. He said to go down the road to the left. So we did. We set up camp and were sitting around the concret ...continued...
- By: Rhonda Holle
- Friday, March 13, 2015, 8:37:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, March 29, 2015 4:52:00 AM
Summer is for Ginseng Scouting
Tuesday, June 24, 2014 to Friday, July 04, 2014
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I'm in the woods a lot during summer. Yes, I know it's hot and sweaty. There's ticks, snakes and poison ivy to contend with. Still, summer is the best time to look for great ginseng habitat and since I'm all about restoring this wonderful herb to our property, I hike the woods in summer. As of this writing it’s mid-June. Here in the Ozarks, the ginseng plants have green fruit and some still have flowers and no fruit, some have very small fruit and are finished with flowers. The older plants have more berries than the younger ones. All of the berries at this point ...continued...
- By: Madison Woods
- Friday, July 04, 2014, 3:07:00 PM
- updated: Friday, July 04, 2014 6:21:00 PM
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Ginseng in the Nursery Bed
Ginseng in the Nursery Bed
The torment of my guadian angel
Friday, November 01, 1974 to Thursday, November 01, 1984
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In amongst my ‘heaven-like’ existence, there was aching pain and anger and turmoil that was outside of my bubble, not even two steps away from me. To this day I cannot describe exactly what went on around me because I was too young to understand the reasons or the details. All I knew was that we had our patriarch and our entire household revolved around what he wanted and how he wanted it. I could not comprehend it because to me he was loving and yielding and I would never have been able to match the two personalities into one soul. But there were endl ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, November 30, 2014, 1:56:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, November 30, 2014 2:28:00 PM
First 10 Years
Thursday, December 26, 1946 to Wednesday, December 26, 1956
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The first thing in that I can remember is sitting on a stool in my grandfather's house. We were gathered around the fireplace. The stool was a homemade affair, built square and a bout 24 inches tall. Which was about the same height as I was. The room was lit with kerosene lamps whose soft glow competed with the fireplace to light the room. It was about an even match. I was playing with a piece of kindleing about two feet long and about a half inch square. It had been split from a fat pine stump and was hard as iron. For what ever reason I decided to hit him on the head a ...continued...
- By: Morris Butler
- Sunday, January 27, 2013, 11:32:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, January 27, 2013 5:07:00 PM
Heading Home
Sunday, April 20, 2014
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Sitting here in Oslo Norway the past few days waiting for our flight back to the States we had the opportunity to rest, recharge and go to the Polar Museum in town as Norway has one of the most storied reputations for Arctic and Antarctic exploration in the world. Adventurers such as Amundsen, the first to reach the south pole and cross the Northwest Passage, and Nansen, famous for his expedition to the north polar icecap in the ship named Fram which was frozen into the ice intent on floating with the drifting icecap both hail from here. After experiencing the unrel ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, April 20, 2014 1:44:00 PM
Lost But Not Forgotten
Saturday, January 28, 2012 to Friday, January 20, 2012
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This story involves a number of ficticous characters most of whom you will recognize on site if you are part of the group. As I pulled out of the driveway and headed for CHWC a not-for-profit 501(c)(3) community development corporation dedicated to improving the quality of life in downtown KCK which is located in Fire Station No. 9 that’s at 2 South 14th Street in Kansas City, Kansas and was built by Willian E. Harris over 100 years ago and declared a <a href="http://en.wikip ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Friday, October 21, 2011, 7:20:00 PM
- updated: Saturday, June 09, 2012 10:19:00 AM
About The Title Of This Book
Thursday, April 29, 1937
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The title of my life story is "I Started Out As A Small Boy". Most readers will wonder "What is up with this dude choosing a stupid title such as this?" Well, I have to admit that it is hardly a unique beginning. I suspect that of the approximate 7 billion people people inhabiting planet earth at this moment, about 3.5 billion of them may have started out the same way. But then again, every story must start somewhere and I am convinced that mine started on April 29, 1937 in the Larned Kansas "Hospital". I put Hospital in qu ...continued...
- By: Lynne Sieverling
- Wednesday, November 23, 2011, 1:24:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, November 23, 2011 2:57:00 PM