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Tuesday, December 28, 1999
  • In 1993, I thought of the next 5 years as being light years away. The only things I were planning was when and where I would meet for happy hour on Friday and what girl could I could meet while I was there. In 1998, that is exactly what I had become: happy hour and non committed relationships. I had received exactly what I had thought about over the previous 5 years. Nothing more. Nothing less. Thoughts Whatever you believe our creator to be, it has given to us the undeniable ability to choose our thoug ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Friday, October 21, 2011, 7:20:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, March 10, 2012 6:50:00 PM
The Cork connection & The Hi-B
Sunday, August 03, 2014 to Wednesday, August 13, 2014
  • I regard the Hi-B bar to be a family gem. It must be treasured, jealously guarded and passed down the generations. Established in 1923 and originally named The Hibernian, my father must have been a patron of this establishment since its first beginnings. He was born in 1897 and spoke fondly of his time spent here, sometimes before and after a visit to Cork opera house. In the 1930’s he moved to England with the Ford motor company but a visit to the Hi-B was a mandatory part of our annual summer pilgrimage back to Cork. The Hi-B is situated on the first floor of the junction of Oliver ...continued...

  • By: Daniel M  Doyle
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 5:49:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, August 13, 2014 5:35:00 AM
Threading the Needle
Monday, April 07, 2014
  • Lots going on today. Lost one of our team members late last night due to frostbite. We were all becoming good friends and it was sad to see him go. Mike is filling in the details so I will let him explain the situation. Great day today after our late departure. We didn't get to bed until late due to the noisy helicopter so we slept in a bit. We drifted about 2 miles during the night on our seagoing ice ship and got an additional 10 during the day. Discovered today that the magnetic North Pole is south of us now, we are heading to the geographic North Pole where the lines of latitude ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:52:00 AM
My First 10 Years
Friday, October 08, 1943 to Thursday, October 08, 1953
  • I understand why people say, “Paybacks are a bitch!” It’s tough work to pay back someone in your life who has been giving to you since you were born. You see, when I came into this world, I came in having two mothers. And it seems like these two old ladies sure know the ropes because they got me hopping around like a chicken with her head cut off paying them back big time. By the time I clean up the kitchen from breakfast dishes, and whatnot, I’m setting the table back up because these two old gals are sitting at the table again ...continued...

  • By: Patricia  Florio
  • Monday, January 30, 2012, 11:17:00 AM
  • updated: Monday, January 30, 2012 11:31:00 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
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
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
Doggone Grateful
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
  • My dog, Shadow, knows it is me coming home when I am still a few blocks away. He’s got that pet ESP. Or maybe he recognizes the sound of my car. Regardless, when I walk in the door he’s in the backyard wagging his tail, whining in anticipation of an ear scratching and a pat on the head. When I open the sliding glass door he begins to do a little dance. This black Chow-Labrador mix 40-plus pound dog is just giddy at the sight of me. I am not sure why that is. I realize dogs are loyal. But even if I ignore him for a bit, usually because I&rsqu ...continued...

  • By: Tom  Gilbert
  • Saturday, March 24, 2012, 2:52:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, March 24, 2012 3:01:00 PM
Ring Down the Bottom of a Kinbow
Sunday, January 01, 1939 to Saturday, June 01, 1957
  • Preface This family story was written by my late wife Sharla Kay about my Grandma Hattie who lived in the Southern Ozark hill country in the community of Flat Rock located 12 miles east of Summersville, Missouri. Grandma Hattie raised 13 children, twelve girls and one boy, who provided her with 42 grandchildren. A highlight of her grandchildren's visit to Grandma’s house was listening to her relate hill country stories and sing a country ditty about “Ring Down the Bottom of a Kinbow.” <p ...continued...

  • By: Dwain  Stoops
  • Saturday, December 17, 2011, 7:00:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, May 04, 2012 5:40:00 PM
Medical Evacuation - Part 1
Monday, April 07, 2014
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  • By: Mike  Ketchmark
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:02:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, April 07, 2014 5:00:00 PM
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, April 16, 2014 11:17:00 AM
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
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...

Eye Lashes and Noises at Night
Sunday, April 13, 2014
  • To get these posts out every night is quite an ordeal. The cold saps battery power so quickly you can watch the meter tick away. Every piece of electronics needs to be warmed against the body to restore power, then used quickly. We generally collaborate on our posts then, just before dinner, we will hook up all the various devices and start the long process of uploading our posts. I have to admit it is a pain, but something we both look forward to every night in our tent. I believe Mike is going to write about the noise we heard last night so I won't go into great detail, but I will tel ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:39:00 AM
Summer is for Ginseng Scouting
Tuesday, June 24, 2014 to Friday, July 04, 2014
  • I'm in the woods a lot during summer. Yes, I know it's hot and sweaty. There's ticks, snakes and poison ivy to contend with. Still, summer is the best time to look for great ginseng habitat and since I'm all about restoring this wonderful herb to our property, I hike the woods in summer. As of this writing it’s mid-June. Here in the Ozarks, the ginseng plants have green fruit and some still have flowers and no fruit, some have very small fruit and are finished with flowers. The older plants have more berries than the younger ones. All of the berries at this point ...continued...

  • By: Madison  Woods
  • Friday, July 04, 2014, 3:07:00 PM
  • updated: Friday, July 04, 2014 6:21:00 PM

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