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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
About The Title Of This Book
Thursday, April 29, 1937
  • 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
What prompted me to write God's Little Miracle Book I & II
Sunday, April 18, 2010 to Friday, November 18, 2011
  • 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
Turf Terror: Part Two
Saturday, August 16, 2014 to Tuesday, August 26, 2014
  • Somewhere west of Laramie there’s a broncho-busting, steer-roping girl who knows what I’m talking about. This is the first sentence of the now famous 173-word advertisement for the Jordan Motor Car Company that appeared in the 1920s. The age of modern advertising began in this decade. Anything could be sold to the public these modern day alchemists told their clients ... and they were mostly right. The 1920s proved to be a sparkling new era for American lawns and all it represented. The wealthy created gardens on large estates from the east coast to the west coast. The ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Sunday, August 24, 2014, 11:50:00 AM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 26, 2014 10:57:00 AM
Next Chapter Info and Invitation
Wednesday, August 06, 2014 to Saturday, August 16, 2014
  • Next Chapter Kansas City exists to provide individuals age 50+ opportunities for learning, employment and meaningful community engagement on a volunteer or paid basis as they discover the next chapter of their lives. Next Chapter Kansas City provides you a community of like-minded individuals who are also at a crossroad and seeking opportunities to use their time and skills for the benefit of their neighbors, the whole community, or for tackling global issues. Next Chapter can connect you to resources, volunteer opportunities, learning circles and networking opportunities. For more in ...continued...

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
First Camping Trip
Friday, January 10, 2014
  • My First Ozark Mountains Camping Trip by ROLLAND LOVE http://ozarkstories.com I was eight years old the first time I camped in the Ozark Mountains. Dad and I pitched our tent on a gravel bar on the Jacks Fork River. For dinner that evening, we ate fried squirrel and corn on the cob from Mom’s garden. I sat by the firelight and dreamed about the big fish I would catch the next day as red and yellow flames cast shadows that danced like ghosts at the edge of darkness. The full moon and so many stars made the sky look like a silve ...continued...

  • By: Rolland   Love
  • Friday, January 10, 2014, 1:44:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, January 12, 2014 10:59:00 AM
A view from the eyes of a 100 Pound Catfish living in the Missouri River
Thursday, January 01, 2004 to Tuesday, December 31, 2013
  • The catfish in my photo weighed over (100) pounds and was at least 40 years old. (I didn¹t catch it but I know who did and they let me borrow the big fish for this picture.) When you¹re having a bad day think of this big Blue Cat¹s degree of dullness. Day after day searching for food hoping not to find a hook attached, only able to see an inch or so in front of your face and about all to look forward too would be periodic mating. I¹m not even sure how much fun that would be considering you couldn¹t see the stranger you¹re hooking up with and ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Friday, October 21, 2011, 7:20:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, July 18, 2014 1:06:00 PM
First 10 Years
Thursday, December 26, 1946 to Wednesday, December 26, 1956
  • 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
Saturday, May 26, 2007 to Wednesday, June 06, 2007
  • THIS IS MY LIFE STORY <p ...continued...

  • By: FUSHONIA  ARTIS
  • Thursday, January 31, 2013, 11:48:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, April 26, 2013 11:40:00 AM
My First 10 Years
Wednesday, November 18, 1942 to Tuesday, November 18, 1952
  • Start Writing! ...continued...

  • By: Sally  Jadlow
  • Friday, November 18, 2011, 7:16:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, February 15, 2012 9:09:00 PM
Small open lead
Monday, April 07, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, April 07, 2014 5:06:00 PM
Monday, August 15, 1988 to Sunday, December 15, 2013
  • The Walk "Dad, can you wait for me to take your walk?" My seven year-old son was looking up at me expectantly. His eyebrows were arched over his brown eyes and his close cropped hair was sticking up in three different directions. "Can ya, Dad? Just fifteen minutes." I looked away from my e-mail and smiled at Eric. "Sure, but hurry up and get ...continued...

  • By: Tom  Gilbert
  • Saturday, March 24, 2012, 2:52:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, June 08, 2012 1:38:00 AM
Spring forward.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, March 30, 2014 8:17:00 AM
First 10 Years
Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
  • I think what I find quite amazing is that I can remember as far back as being no older than 2 to 3 years old. Some memories were good and some not so much. I was actually a pretty happy child, never really got into much trouble, unlike my older brother and my little sister. I can remember that the one word we did not say, was the word" shut up" to one another, if you did well you can pretty twell imagine what would happen. I had to find out the hard way one morning, let's just say yuck! I told my brother to shut up because he had said something to me that made me mad, unfor ...continued...

  • By: Laura  Register
  • Tuesday, September 03, 2013, 7:21:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, September 04, 2013 10:25:00 AM

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