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Tuesday, April 01, 1975 to Monday, April 01, 1985
  • One of the most vivid memories I can remember is a time when my mom, brother and I were sitting in the living room of our one bedroom house, in Salinas Caifornia. I'm not exactly sure what we were doing at the exact moment when we all heard the very loud knocking at the door. Followed by a very loud voice that said "this is the police, we have a search warrant open the door ". My mom was in shock and wasn't sure what to do. MY dad had told her not to open the door. My dad was quick in his actions and had come running in the house 5 minutes before the loud banging on the door. He had ran to the ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Thursday, April 09, 2015, 1:18:00 AM
  • updated: Thursday, April 09, 2015 2:01:00 AM
Trouble and Accdents
Tuesday, September 25, 2001 to Sunday, September 25, 2011
  • Trouble! I felt so loney when i sitting my bed. i took out a big fat black marker and scibbled with it on wall. My mom didn't noctice it, but my dad did, he gasped and started to laugh, i was misunderstood because my dad is laughing i ran away from dad. but nonthing happed. ...continued...

  • By: Jocelyn  Saravia
  • Thursday, January 31, 2013, 2:09:00 PM
  • updated: Monday, February 11, 2013 2:31:00 PM
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
  • North Pole ...continued...

  • By: Mark  Andresen
  • Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
  • updated: Wednesday, April 02, 2014 2:39:00 PM
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
Slice of Memory
Thursday, January 11, 2018
  • Ngayong araw na to nagkita kami ulit after how many days na nagkatampuhan... I miss his smile... sa lahat ng tao siya pa talaga ha. Ganyan talaga pag mahal mo ang isang tao. Sana mababasa ko ulit ito sa future. Gaya nga nag sabi nila. memory will last... I still love him... 😥😥😥 ***BandF ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
  • updated: Wednesday, January 10, 2018 11:20:00 AM
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
Bad Book Reviewers
Saturday, April 26, 2014 to Tuesday, May 06, 2014
  • http://tinyurl.com/y8kakux7I'm writing this as encouragement for authors who get dumbed down reviews from mindless readers. Even though I have over (200) five star reviews on my novels Blue Hole and the sequel River's Edge I still get a few reviews like the following. One said, "I haven't stated to read the book yet and not sure i will so I'm giving it one star. Another said, "Not sure if I was able to follow the story I've been on pain medicine, one star. A third said, "I didn't like the book but my husband and our son did, one star." I le ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Tuesday, May 06, 2014, 8:41:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 29, 2017 3:14:00 PM
Wednesday, January 25, 2017 to Saturday, February 04, 2017
  • Discussion One Due: 2/5/17 1. Hello everyone! I am Ellen Morrell. I am from the suburbs of Chicago originally. This is my first semester at UWM and I am very excited for this class. I graduated from Colorado State University in 2011 with a degree in Merchandising. I am interested in becoming a recreational therapist so I thought this program would be great to help me with my career goals. I wish I had known about recreational therapy when I was 18! I was originally interested in occupational therapy, unfortunately I did not get in my first round of applying. Although I will most likely reap ...continued...

  • By: Ellen  Morrell
  • Saturday, February 04, 2017, 12:48:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, February 05, 2017 2:50:00 PM
Slice of Memory
Friday, January 12, 2018
  • 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
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
Breaking Wild Horses
Sunday, March 01, 1964 to Friday, March 01, 1974
  • Breaking Wild Horses By Cindy Gray Sometimes my dreams, even the ones I don’t really remember, leave me with a strange feeling of exhilaration. It&rsqu ...continued...

Slice of Memory
Wednesday, January 01, 1969 to Sunday, January 01, 2012
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  • By: Michael   McKinzy
  • Saturday, May 26, 2012, 10:19:00 AM
  • updated: Saturday, May 26, 2012 10:21:00 AM
The beggining
Saturday, August 01, 1964 to Thursday, August 01, 1974
  • By Chris Christodoulou &nb ...continued...

  • By: Chris  Christodoulou
  • Monday, August 11, 2014, 11:19:00 AM
  • updated: Monday, August 11, 2014 1:38:00 PM
First 12 Years
Wednesday, July 29, 1992 to Wednesday, May 01, 2013
  • 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
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

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