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Interduction
Friday, November 13, 2015 to Monday, November 23, 2015
  • Hello, everyone, I am not a writer at all but its something i have been thinking about doing since i was 12 years old. i Have a story i want to tell. I dont want to tell it to make money or get famous. Its a story i want to tell everyone who is or have went through stuff an cant seem to get through it. to let people know everything happens for a reason something good always comes from something bad. The story i want to tell is about my life from the age of ten till the age of 20. From me being molested to me getting married. I think i could get to a lot of people. I want to do something good f ...continued...

  • By: paullett  lenard
  • Monday, November 23, 2015, 1:25:00 AM
  • updated: Monday, November 23, 2015 1:53:00 AM
great grannies
Tuesday, April 01, 1975 to Monday, April 01, 1985
  • The happiest times were always out at my great grannies . ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Friday, April 24, 2015, 2:03:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, April 24, 2015 2:10:00 AM
First 10 Years
Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
  • 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
How I became Dublin English
Wednesday, October 01, 1975 to Tuesday, October 01, 1985
  • I was born in London in 1952 to Irish born parents. They both came from Monkstown, a pretty village on Cork harbour about eight miles from Cork city. It was here that I spent my first twenty summers. This wonderful experience caused me to view Ireland through rose-tinted glasses for ever more. Before the opening of Cork airport, in 1961, our annual pilgrimage started on a train from Paddington Station, in London. It took us to Fishguard, a port on the Welsh coast. Then we boarded the Innisfallen ferry, which passed Monkstown on its way up the river Lee to the docks in Cork city. The first p ...continued...

  • By: Daniel M  Doyle
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 5:49:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, October 15, 2015 6:48:00 AM
Backyard Barn
Monday, November 14, 1938 to Sunday, November 14, 1943
  • One summer we (Bill & Jim with us littler one's carrying the nails) built a addition to the barn, it was 3 stories high with 3 different floors. We thought it was quite sturdy but one day Pop went up to the top, he jumped up and down a few times and said it wasn't sturdy enough and had to be torn down, which we (they) did. One day we (I'm sure it was the older kids) took one- of Pop's cigarette packs and went out to the barn to smoke it. The neighbor lady saw all the smoke coming from the barn and she came out with a pail of water to put out the ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Thursday, November 17, 2011, 10:23:00 AM
  • updated: Thursday, November 17, 2011 12:14:00 PM
One for the Road
Monday, May 03, 2004
  • In order to ward off boredom on a solo trip from Kansas City to Denver, I jotted sights that caught my eye on the steering wheel. At my destination, I turned my scribbles into a poem. I don't recommend writing on the steering wheel--but in Kansas there's not much else going on. KANSAS CITY TO DENVER RUN My Grand AM and I off on early grey dawn journey to a writers conference through short rolling velvet fields shrouded in puffs of fog on I-70. Topeka gas station, fill Betsy's tan ...continued...

  • By: Sally  Jadlow
  • Friday, November 18, 2011, 7:16:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, February 13, 2012 8:02:00 AM
Six Tips for Surviving the Holiday Season When a Loved One Has Dementia
Thursday, November 12, 2015 to Sunday, November 22, 2015
  • Six Tips for Surviving the Holiday Season When a Loved One Has Dementia Normally, Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday, a time our family gathered together at my Kansas City home. But that November, my stomach clenched at the thought of our traditional Thursday evening meal. My mother had Alzheimer’s and the holiday would be different. I felt alone but of course I wasn’t: there were 15 million family/friend caregivers helping the five million Americans who have dementia. I’d been through my initial storm of denial and grief. I felt I’d been coping we ...continued...

  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 15, 2015, 6:22:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, November 22, 2015 9:41:00 AM
Men invigorated by march - About 300 KC participants in Washington rally return with a messege,...
Monday, October 16, 1995 to Tuesday, January 12, 1999
  • Men invigorated by march - About 300 KC participants in Washington rally return with a messege,... By mister | Posted May 28, 2011 | Kansas City, Missouri <div id="producer-note-block" style="display: ...continued...

  • By: Michael   McKinzy
  • Saturday, May 26, 2012, 10:19:00 AM
  • updated: Wednesday, May 30, 2012 11:05:00 AM
A Bookworm at Girl Scout Camp Memoir
Monday, January 12, 2015 to Thursday, January 22, 2015
  • ~~A BOOKWORM AT GIRL SCOUT CAMP In the 1950’s my family moved from a little Missouri town to the small town in Indiana where my father grew up. We lived with our grandparents for a few months while my father started a new job and we found a house to rent. My little brother and sister, ages six and five respectively, roamed my grandparents’ big back yard and the neighborhood, but I asked if I might read the old books I saw in the parlor bookcases. My grandmother, usually so strict about us not touching her possessions, gave me permission. I read from books that far exceeded my s ...continued...

  • By: Joyce  Brown
  • Thursday, January 22, 2015, 3:41:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, January 22, 2015 3:47:00 PM
A Life-Long Debtor
Tuesday, August 26, 2014 to Friday, September 05, 2014
  • Kansas 1886 Jason Cahill sat in front of his stone fireplace on a bitter cold January night, a medical book in his hands. But every few minutes he would glance up at the clock on the mantel. A minute later he looked sideways at the front door. “What is taking so long?” he murmured. At almost the same time he had spoken these words, there was a loud rap on the door. Jason stood up quickly and unlocked it. Outside, a full moon at their backs, two tall men in ankle-length coats and Stetsons waited. Between them they carried something long and heavy, concealed in a canvas bag. ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Friday, September 05, 2014, 7:31:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, September 05, 2014 7:39:00 AM
Barneo - Russian Ice Camp
Friday, April 04, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, April 04, 2014 4:48:00 AM
Floating The Jacks Fork River
Saturday, October 11, 2014 to Tuesday, October 21, 2014
  • SLICK MOSS COVERED ROCKS A 24 MILE JACKS FORK FLOATING AND CANOE DRAGGING RIVER TRIP It would be IMPOSSIBLE to describe the (grueling) 24 mile (4) day float trip on the Jacks Fork River in the Missouri Ozarks that my guide Mike Overmyer and I endured thinking that around every bend in the river us having to get out of the canoe and drag it over slick moss covered rocks through shallow water as we stumbled along at the pace of a couple injured water buffalo. Periodically I looked down river where the sunshine glistened on the shallow rippling water and said things ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Tuesday, October 21, 2014, 3:54:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, October 23, 2014 10:36:00 AM
Polar Bears and Progress
Saturday, April 05, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, April 05, 2014 2:31:00 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
First 10 Years
Saturday, July 14, 1984 to Thursday, July 14, 1994
  • I was born into a world that was unfit and hopeless. My first memory is of me in my grandmother picking berries in the field. I was the first child born to my mother and was the least important thing in her life. She met a guy and start having kids by him but I didn't like him. he use to call me dumb and stupid and beat the shit out of my mom. I tried to help her but i would get thrown like a feather. One night he decided to teach me a lesson. my mom had went to bed and on his way to the bath room he would slip in to my bedroom to play a game called " don't tell mommy& ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Tuesday, August 21, 2012, 10:45:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 21, 2012 11:04:00 PM

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