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Ispingo-Tiputino-Tambococha
Wednesday, August 06, 2014 to Saturday, August 16, 2014
  • {This article was written in 2007, a year before the collapse of global capitalism. Los Afectados first appeared in the Kansas City Star.} The beginning The oil field is named Ispingo-Tiputino-Tambococha, a Quechua word. Quechua was the language spoken by the people that lived in the region now called Ecuador, long before the Spaniards arrived in search for gold, glory and God. The Spaniards that trudged up the Andes Mountains in the 16th century were not the effete from the court of King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella, but hardened peasants in search of th ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Saturday, August 16, 2014, 12:01:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, August 16, 2014 12:22:00 PM
Medical Evacuation - Part 2
Monday, April 07, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, April 07, 2014 5:04:00 PM
Self-assessment of understanding of cultural diversity issues
Thursday, January 19, 2017 to Sunday, January 29, 2017
  • I have been a certified nursing assistant (CNA) for the past 6 years. I have many responsibilities as a CNA regarding all patient’s physical, emotional, and mental well-being. I am expected to handle culture and religion issues with respect, kindness, and understanding. I have been in situations where my clients believes in a different religion then I do, and they contact my boss to tell them that that they don’t want me to be there caregiver anymore due to differences in religion. As a CNA I recognize and believe that spiritual beliefs are different, in which r ...continued...

  • By: Paige  Schultz
  • Sunday, January 29, 2017, 2:26:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, February 16, 2017 10:49:00 AM
Final Reflection
Thursday, April 27, 2017 to Sunday, May 07, 2017
  • 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
My Grandfather
Friday, October 11, 1968 to Sunday, September 24, 2006
  • The Qualities of Someone I Admire: My Grandfather             Although I admire several people in my world, there is one man that stands out above all the rest and shines bright in my eyes. I have known him all my life and he was always a constant for me. His nickname for years was Smiley. You may think that was because he smiled all the time, but this was not the case. In fact, he rarely had a smile on his face for as long as I can remember. This man had a very hard life. He was born in 1918 to a very poor family. His mother died when he was a young boy and he had to help ra ...continued...

  • By: Fawn   Smith
  • Tuesday, July 17, 2012, 1:45:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, August 29, 2015 3:47:00 PM
Friday, August 16, 2013
  • He is mysterious in every way, the boy I have yet to meet. Nick got my hopes up. He stated that George was coming to visit. As my day progressed, the communication between he and George changed. George wasn't coming to visit... He was coming to say goodbye. As a newly drafted marine, George sought it fit to say his goodbyes before being deployed. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I had yet to meet him and the possible man of my dreams was going to be just that... a dream. I nearly cried over a boy I had never met. I've been alone for so long that possibilities of meeting peop ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Friday, August 16, 2013, 10:17:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, August 16, 2013 10:33:00 PM
Barbers in my time
Monday, April 01, 2013 to Tuesday, July 02, 2013
  • There is a Latin phrase in the Catholic church, according to Don's neighbor Bill, that means "Protestants, get off the lawn". We learned this at Cactus Jack's bar and grill last night. JC is fascinated with the hundred thousand ant trail now processing across our Palm Desert patio. So far she has tormented them with cinnamon and just now announced that they don't like vinegar. The chemistry experiment goes on. The last great ant expedition was New Year's Day, 2012. I tripped on the the trash can handle and fell on my right shoulder and back ...continued...

  • By: Stanley  Cyphers
  • Monday, February 20, 2012, 7:32:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, November 30, 2014 4:35:00 PM
First 10 Years -Years of Happy Innocence
Tuesday, November 11, 1952 to Sunday, November 11, 1962
  • 11 is a very important number in my life. Let me tell you why. I was born at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of the year, the 11th child of the 12 that my mother and father had in total. Of the 10 that had been born before me, only four were still living when I was born; four of the six who had died had not reached their first birthday. Of the four then alive, only two survive to this day. So out of 12 children, only the last four , including me, are,as at the time of starting writing this story in 2013, still living. And, as with most births at that time a ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Monday, July 22, 2013, 8:26:00 AM
  • updated: Tuesday, September 04, 2018 6:35:00 AM
Free speech is alive and well and living in Grogan’s
Wednesday, October 05, 2016 to Saturday, October 15, 2016
  • Grogan’s Castle Lounge is located on South William Street. This is not a wide street but from its pavement grand stonework steps lead up to the magnificent eighteenth-century Powerscourt House. A few yards further down this street, on the other side of it, stands Grogan’s. It was Saturday evening at around 6pm when I entered this fine establishment. This was twilight time – the crossover between the business of the day and the night. The space was shared by shoppers and regular drinkers. The shoppers were rewarding themselves after a hard day’s procurement. Many were ...continued...

  • By: Daniel M  Doyle
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 5:49:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, October 15, 2016 10:11:00 AM
Turf Terror: Part Four
Thursday, August 21, 2014 to Sunday, August 31, 2014
  • 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
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
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
Slice of Memory
Saturday, March 01, 1975 to Friday, March 01, 1985
  • 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
The Goodtimes of Dewayne Knott-the First Hundred Years
Saturday, May 11, 1946 to Friday, May 11, 2046
  • A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS EVE &nbs ...continued...

  • By: Dewayne  Knott
  • Tuesday, November 29, 2011, 10:18:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, March 23, 2012 2:40:00 PM
Aunt Stella Long
Thursday, April 15, 1937 to Tuesday, April 15, 1947
  • Because our Mother left when I was 4 and my brother Rich about 18 months old, we were reared primarily by our Father. As a truck driver, Dad was gone 5 to 6 days a week, when we were cared for by a great Aunty who lived downstairs in our duplex home. A true product of the Victorian era, Aunty was born in the 1880's. In her early 40's she had begun to be crippled by rheumatoid arthritis, and by the 1940's was badly incapacitated, hands gnarled, back stooped, knees and hips painful and deformed. She always had someone living with her to help ou ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Saturday, August 11, 2012, 11:51:00 AM
  • updated: Saturday, August 11, 2012 12:27:00 PM

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