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Final Stretch
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
  • The entire team is catching a couple hours of sleep before we make our final push to the pole. I, on the other hand, stupidly volunteered to stay awake so that someone could watch the stove for heat and so someone could wake everyone else up at 4am (it is 3am now). Our goal is to make it to the pole before 12 noon so we can catch a ride back to Barneo with another team on the helicopter. While it is not a major thing if we miss the ride, as we can camp at the pole until we can arrange another ride, but we have made such good time over the last 150+ miles that it is now a point of pride to h ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:31:00 AM
A Rugby day-out in Dublin - lunch in the clubhouse and a view from the bar
Tuesday, October 01, 1985 to Sunday, October 01, 1995
  • A Rugby day-out in Dublin - lunch in the clubhouse and a view from the bar The agenda for the day commenced at about 12.30pm with pre-lunch drinks in the club bar. A gong was struck at 1.15pm. Members and their guests then moved to the function room for a fairly formal lunch. This was followed by, hopefully, short but witty speeches from the respective presidents of the home and away clubs. The lunch finished at two-forty-five – fifteen minutes before kick-off. The more enthusiastic supporters donned their overcoats and went to stand by the side of the pitch in order to give close, ...continued...

  • By: Daniel M  Doyle
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 5:49:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, October 15, 2015 6:01:00 AM
Tuesday, September 01, 1964 to Sunday, September 01, 1974
  • I love the bumper sticker that reads “Put something exciting between your legs.” In 1961 I bought a 1942 Harley for fifty dollars. I had to do it in secret because my father said I could only have a motorcycle over his dead body. One morning my father was having coffee at the local drug store with Mr. Wood, who had a son, Billy, who was a classmate of mine. “Frank,” he says, “my son wants to buy a motorcycle. I told him that no father in his right mind would ever let his son get something as dangerous as a motorcycle. Then he tells me, your son has one, so it must ...continued...

  • By: Bob E.  Sherman
  • Sunday, September 21, 2014, 6:24:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, September 21, 2014 7:02:00 AM
The Nightmare
Friday, October 01, 2004 to Tuesday, September 30, 2014
  • ~As he made his way down Columbus Avenue in the city of Middleton, Dr. Jameson was sure she was following him, hiding in the shadows, waiting patiently before making her move. The restaurant, his destination, wasn’t much further. Dr. Jameson wondered if maybe he should have phoned for that taxi, but it was a warm September evening and the walk would do him good. He could turn back; he was only a block from home, but he pressed on despite his uneasy feeling. The disturbing quiet of a usually busy city rattled him. It was as though he was the last survivor on the planet. A noise s ...continued...

  • By: Vicki  Zell
  • Monday, October 27, 2014, 11:15:00 AM
  • updated: Monday, October 27, 2014 11:21:00 AM
First 10 Years
Sunday, January 12, 1969 to Friday, January 12, 1979
  • 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
Saturday, July 26, 2014 to Tuesday, August 05, 2014
  • Synopsis: A brief but instructive tale on behavior and morality, dear reader. This is a cautionary story for our modern times as we step gently into the 20th century, from July 1901 to August 1902. Karl Krentz rolled the Havana cigar in his mouth with the tip of his thumb and index finger of his right hand, while his left hand methodically opened and closed behind his back. He surveyed the broad expanse of beach below from the high grassy knoll. To his left were the flashing white cliffs that he had always found so compelling. Krentz, at the moment, felt quite pleased with his place ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Tuesday, August 05, 2014, 7:03:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 05, 2014 9:05:00 PM
The Scent of Memories by Karen Goodson
Wednesday, March 23, 1955 to Tuesday, March 23, 1965
  • It must have been the wet rainy day that drove me to my cleaning frenzy. “Time to clean out the closets”, I thought to myself. After all, the holidays are quickly approaching and the house will be full of out of town guests! Little did I know that my cluttered closets would open the doors to so many memories tucked away. Amidst the boxes of papers and old framed pictures was a box of various trinkets, cards and perfumes from my mother. Sighing, I remembered this would be the ninth winter without her. I picked up the nearly dried ...continued...

  • By: Karen  Goodson
  • Friday, February 10, 2012, 7:49:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, February 11, 2012 10:52:00 AM
Friday, January 02, 2015 to Monday, January 12, 2015
  • 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
First Christmas
Sunday, November 01, 1964 to Friday, November 01, 1974
  • FIRST CHRISTMAS ©2014 By Rolland Love rtl@kc.rr.com The last sound I heard as I drifted off to sleep was the howling wind. In the middle of the night I was awakened by a scream from the back bedroom. My dog Trouser came over and licked my face. I sat up and draped a wool blanket around my shoulders. Then slid out of bed and walked across a cold hardwood floor. I found myself standing at the bedroom door. The scene was strange and scary, like something in a dream. Sitting on white wicker tables, one on each side of my mother and father’s bed, were ke ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Wednesday, November 26, 2014, 9:36:00 AM
  • updated: Wednesday, November 26, 2014 9:47:00 AM
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
boyfriend requirement list
Monday, June 23, 1986 to Sunday, June 30, 2002
  • Tall Cute Muslim Great English Confident Not skinny Working Great prospects <span style="color:# ...continued...

  • By: abayomi  tahir
  • Sunday, August 05, 2012, 9:08:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, August 05, 2012 10:52:00 AM
Sunday, July 03, 2016 to Wednesday, July 13, 2016
  • Living in El Monte, California, She had been in an abusive relationship off and on for several years. One day this man she was dating, decided he was gonna take a trip to go visit his parents in another town. As she waited for him pregnant and patiently, and in communication, realizing 1 week pased, then 2 weeks came around finally wondering why a month has already gone bye, and he wasnt home yet. As time passes she has found that while visiting his parents he was really visiting his fiance' and with in that time he got married to his fiance' and made her his wife. Finally 8 months kater s ...continued...

  • By: VIVIANA  OROZCO
  • Wednesday, July 13, 2016, 4:43:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, July 13, 2016 5:06:00 PM
Monday, October 27, 2014 to Thursday, November 06, 2014
  • Prologue: She could’ve asked him what he was doing. Where he was going. But she wasn’t stupid. Through glazed eyes, she watched from the doorway while Aaron tossed clothes into the open suitcase in the middle of the sagging bed. His face was hard, his jaw set. Though an icy silence hung between them, Mandi sensed that hot rage simmered just below the surface. And that it could erupt her direction at any moment. But he didn’t look at her, didn’t speak to her. Why should he? What was there to say? There’d been ...continued...

  • By: Darlene  Deluca
  • Thursday, November 06, 2014, 8:02:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, April 29, 2015 9:11:00 PM
The Snapping Turtle
Thursday, April 09, 2015 to Sunday, April 19, 2015
  • I had an interesting event while out looking for the horses. First I went up by the pond to see if they'd gone that way. A spring on the topside makes a large mud puddle that's in the path. I thought I saw a large rock, but then it moved. Ha. A large snapping turtle more like it. So I pulled up next to it to get a better look. Then it crawled underneath the 4-wheeler. I didn't want to run over it, so thought I'd just wait until it crawled back out the other side. Well of course it can't be that simple. Turbo saw it and decided to bark at it. And then it decided right there ...continued...

  • By: Madison  Woods
  • Sunday, April 19, 2015, 7:48:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, April 19, 2015 7:53:00 PM
Turf Terror: Part Three
Monday, August 18, 2014 to Thursday, August 28, 2014
  • We are watching the entire United States, but particularly the border states of New York, Connecticut, Maine, Wisconsin, Minnesota, and Washington, for any activity relative to banning pesticides. [Responsible Industry for a Sound Environment, 2005 (pesticide/fertilizer lobbying group)] What are the final pieces in America’s multi-billion dollar “grass” trade industry? Weed control ordinances started appearing in the mid-1940s, and over the next fifty plus years they arose in practically every metropolitan area of the U.S. Within a remarkable unif ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Sunday, August 24, 2014, 11:50:00 AM
  • updated: Thursday, August 28, 2014 4:56:00 PM

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