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The Marvels of Movement
Tuesday, November 01, 2005 to Saturday, October 31, 2015
  • The Marvels of Movement Dancing is like dreaming with your feet! ~Constanze: During my mom’s dementia journey, movement often inspired and connected us. Here is one of those magical moments, excerpted from my book, Love in the land of Dementia: Finding Hope in the Caregiver’s Journey. The story is set in my mom’s memory care unit. ** Rochelle, the activity director, sticks in another tape and soon Stardust is playing. images “Let’s dance,” she says, motioning everyone to stand. Mom looks up and I offer her my hand. ...continued...

  • By: Deborah   Shouse
  • Sunday, November 22, 2015, 9:18:00 AM
  • updated: Sunday, November 22, 2015 9:25:00 AM
The Balkan Cross
Thursday, October 30, 2014 to Sunday, November 09, 2014
  • Prologue Not since the world was made was there ever seen or won so great a treasure, or so noble or so rich, nor in the time of Alexander, nor in the time of Charlemagne, nor before, nor after, nor do I think myself that in the forty richest cities of the world had thebeen so much wealth as was found in Constantinople. For the Greeks say that two-thirds of the wealth of this world is in Constantinople and the other third scattered throughout the world. {Robert of Clari, a French crusader, who was in Constantinople in 1204 when it was pillaged} . The spider weaves the curtains in t ...continued...

  • By: walter  winch
  • Monday, August 04, 2014, 6:05:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, December 01, 2014 1:14:00 PM
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
Beginning of Catastrophic Connections
Tuesday, March 01, 2005 to Saturday, February 28, 2015
  • ~~In the Nighttime To the individual working in near darkness, the place felt like a basement at midnight, illuminated only by a dim light bulb at the top of the stairway. No. Better. It felt like a mortuary in the middle of the night, the perfectionist mortician preparing a corpse for a starring role at its own funeral. An undertaker is an artist, after all, who must exult in the unveiling of the handiwork—or creative artwork—as gawkers pass by the open casket. The lone figure’s grin appeared as grotesque as the thoughts in its wearer’s head, illuminated as it wa ...continued...

  • By: Joyce  Brown
  • Sunday, March 29, 2015, 3:22:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, March 29, 2015 3:28:00 PM
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
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
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
Medical Evacuation - Part 1
Monday, April 07, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, April 07, 2014 5:00:00 PM
Tuesday, August 11, 2015 to Friday, August 21, 2015
  • Born in Grenada, Mississippi on March 26, 1996. I had always known that i was attracted to other since I was about 6 years old ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Friday, August 21, 2015, 4:03:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, August 21, 2015 4:07:00 PM
Our first TV
Monday, October 24, 1960 to Sunday, October 24, 1965
  • Being only about five years old at the time, I don't have alot of memories of the times before TVs came into my life, although I find myself more and more in the minority in that I can remember the preTV days at all. I forget myself sometimes and don't feel my age, but the young bloods jolt me back to reality with comments such as "What was it like before you had shows to entertain you like the gold digger shows or Pawn Stars?" Quips like this make me realize we weren't really missing all that much.Or could it be I was only five at the time and just ...continued...

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
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
Looking Deeper:A 366 Day Devotional Book
Sunday, July 20, 2014 to Wednesday, July 30, 2014
  • I have a new devotional book out called Looking Deeper: A 366 Day Devotional. It's available in paperback and e-reader for your tablet or phone. Go to Amazon.com at this address: http://www.amazon.com/Looking-Deeper-366-Day-Devotional/dp/1500415731/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1406742308&sr=8-2&keywords=god%27s+little+Miracle+book+III Here is a sample of what you'll find inside. January 4 Psalm 91:11 For He will give His angels charge concerning you, to guard you in all your ways. In my book, God’s Little Miracle Book III, I share a story of a woman ...continued...

  • By: Sally  Jadlow
  • Wednesday, July 30, 2014, 12:39:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, July 30, 2014 1:13:00 PM
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
My first (and last) night road hunt)
Thursday, October 01, 1964
  • 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

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