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Boom and Gloom
Sunday, April 13, 2014
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Last night after we made the blog post we had CP and Maher to our tent for some freeze dried dinner. It is quiet here at night when the dogs are sleeping. Suddenly we hear a massive noise. It sounded to me like a building being demolished. Mark says with an alarmed voice that he thinks he hears water rushing. We agree. The guides move fast and head outside the tent. Mark and I sit awaiting news. We suspect at the time that a massive lead opened up. The guides returned to report that they could not see anything but it was definitely the ice moving. We finish dinner and go to bed. We woke ...continued...
- By: Mike Ketchmark
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, April 23, 2014 9:46:00 PM
Backyard Barn
Monday, November 14, 1938 to Sunday, November 14, 1943
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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
A Bookworm at Girl Scout Camp
Friday, January 01, 1965 to Wednesday, January 01, 1975
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~~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
- Monday, December 22, 2014, 4:06:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, January 22, 2015 3:38:00 PM
What prompted me to write God's Little Miracle Book I & II
Sunday, April 18, 2010 to Friday, November 18, 2011
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As I go about my occupation as a corporate chaplain, I hear the heart of people. So many folks seem discouraged. When they have a need, Jesus seems the last place to turn. Others seem to have no concept of the Living God who intervenes in situations when invited in. While I prayed about how to be an encouragement, I remembered how God had met me many times in the past. I made a list and came up with about twenty stories. Each week I'd write one and take it to my critique group to get their input and feedback. Before long, I had twenty-seven stories--enough for a small book. Dan ...continued...
- By: Sally Jadlow
- Friday, November 18, 2011, 7:16:00 PM
- updated: Monday, July 28, 2014 12:14:00 PM
Slice of Memory
Friday, January 12, 2018
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Our message meet again... And he ask me if what will be my decision about our relationship... I think if love is true then it will fall in the perfect place... I miss him and love him since the day we become us... ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
- updated: Friday, January 12, 2018 8:06:00 AM
Coping
Friday, January 02, 2015 to Monday, January 12, 2015
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Happiness is not being pained in the body or troubled in the mind. There was a time not so long ago when I could barely walk or move easily at all. My livelihood was being taken from me and I was depressed and miserable. Doctors told me that my arthritis could be managed but that it wouldn't get any better. Well it DID GET BETTER. Because I did something about it. I educated myself, I learned to lap swim. I listened to my body and developed a bodyrolling technique. i experimented. I found myself out of necessity chasing arthritis relief nearly everyday. I also found that with out a doubt a ...continued...
- By: Edward Cook
- Monday, January 12, 2015, 10:12:00 AM
- updated: Thursday, January 15, 2015 10:56:00 AM
Walk The Past Years And Years To Come...
Wednesday, June 17, 1970 to Wednesday, December 17, 1980
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I always think about my past, and what my past brought me that woud trap me up inside, surround and remind me of fear, disappointments, and hopelessness. Once it would help me with struggles so many things I done. Like the song said to me, “There’s always tomorrow..,” but the past was monopolizing my present today. So what do I do with all that baggage inside of me? How did I sort it all out? I know that my troubles and lack of resolution with my past affects important relationships. The peopl ...continued...
- By: Joseph J. Pacheco
- Wednesday, April 18, 2012, 10:35:00 PM
- updated: Friday, May 17, 2013 11:42:00 PM
First 12 Years
Wednesday, July 29, 1992 to Wednesday, May 01, 2013
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Jordan Dixon Chapter 1 ...continued...
- By: Jordan Dixon
- Wednesday, May 01, 2013, 5:36:00 AM
- updated: Wednesday, May 01, 2013 7:34:00 PM
Pressure Ridges and Progress: Part 2
Sunday, April 06, 2014
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Our only source of water yesterday was saturated with salt crystals so we had to drink salty water all day. Had four dog team leaders fired today by Maher. Sadly, he is running out of qualified candidates unless, of course, me and Mike qualify. Mike and I tried the good cop bad cop method with the dogs. I would treat Ersus with kindness and respect (one of the fired leaders), Mike would speak sternly at him. After 2 seconds of Mike's technique, Ersus cowered away and peed on the spot. My favorite of the dogs is Stephy. A huge dog with a good temperament. Stephy traveled with me on th ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:53:00 AM
My first (and last) night road hunt)
Thursday, October 01, 1964
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During my freshman year of college Mike and Bobby, two of the active members of my fraternity, invited me to accompany them on a night road hunt. I didn't have a clue what a night road hunt was but the older boys told me it would be great fun. Mike was the president of the fraternity I had recently pledged, and Bobby was the treasurer, so I figurered they must be trustworthy. I knew they were both well respected, both in our fraternity and on campus. I met the pair in the parking lot of the fraternity house after dark. Bobby was armed with a 12-guag ...continued...
- By: James McLaughlin
- Saturday, November 26, 2011, 12:14:00 PM
- updated: Friday, December 09, 2011 6:57:00 AM
Interprofessional Awareness and CLAS Standards
Friday, March 03, 2017 to Monday, March 13, 2017
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I would like to become an occupational therapist and I was able to locate the American Occupational Therapy Association's (AOTA) Code of Ethics and compared them to the CLAS standards. The standards that the AOTA sets are very similar to the CLAS standards. This makes a lot of sense as the CLAS standards are set by the US government as standards that should be followed in all healthcare interactions. Both the AOTA and CLAS standards make quality care the principle standard. The principle CLAS standard states that healthcare providers should “provi ...continued...
- By: Rachel Gremminger
- Friday, January 27, 2017, 11:44:00 AM
- updated: Monday, March 13, 2017 9:21:00 PM
family
Thursday, January 15, 2015 to Sunday, January 25, 2015
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Hello, my name is Daina, but hey im gonna talk about my self/mylife :) I am a 16 year old teenager who has lots of drama, excitement, respect in her life or well needs to have some respect for others and from others, I guess. I was born in 1998, I was born with a dent in my chest. My father is a man who left me when i was only 9 months old. I live with my mother, step-dad, my 4 siblings but i got more siblings than that. The siblings i live with is younger than me, I have 5 siblings who dont live with me, 3 of them are out of school, graduated. My actual sister has been living with ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, January 25, 2015, 7:31:00 PM
- updated: Monday, January 26, 2015 8:42:00 PM
First 10 Years
Sunday, January 12, 1969 to Friday, January 12, 1979
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I have six brothers and one sister, I'm the seventh child, the only house I've called home is where my parents still live today, 3743 Flora, Ave. Kansas City, Missouri. I attended the Old Faxon Elementary, 3710 Paseo, located on the next street over where we live, so I walked to school with my brothers, Mark and Jeffrey every day. My kindergarten teacher, Ms. Lucky was my first inspiratory of life, I met her after I grew-up and she had gotten married so her last name became Mrs. White, but she'll always be Ms. Lucky to m ...continued...
- By: Michael McKinzy
- Saturday, May 26, 2012, 10:19:00 AM
- updated: Wednesday, May 30, 2012 9:51:00 AM
Diversity Resources
Tuesday, March 21, 2017 to Friday, March 31, 2017
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http://journals.sagepub.com/doi/abs/10.1177/10459602013003003 The first source I chose was from a scholarly journal. I was able to find it on Sage journals, and considering it being scholarly, I know that it is a reliable resource. Google also let me know that many other people have used and cited this course as well. I believe this source can help people understand the importance of cultural competance. This walks people through the process on how and why we do what we do to ensure that clients will feel safe and comfortable. http://www.tandfonline.com/doi/abs/ ...continued...
- By: Key Burns
- Wednesday, January 25, 2017, 1:47:00 PM
- updated: Friday, March 31, 2017 11:51:00 AM
Aunt Stella Long
Thursday, April 15, 1937 to Tuesday, April 15, 1947
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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