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Slice of Memory
Monday, July 01, 1996 to Saturday, July 01, 2006
  • I'm disabled and live on a low monthly fixed income!Life has never been easy for me as it still isn't!I do the best i can with what little i have!In 2006 was the worst year of my life because i was thrown from the back of a truck and in the hospital for 3 months in a coma with several broke bones,punctured lungs,heart stopped twice,given 6 pints of blood,lip was ripped off and jaw crushed,i had to have reconstruction of my face!I had to learn to eat,walk,and talk again.Leaving the hospital i asked where my youngest brother was and was told that he was locked up facing a death penalty for murde ...continued...

  • By: Lisa  McCullough
  • Saturday, July 16, 2016, 2:09:00 PM
  • updated: Sunday, July 24, 2016 4:58:00 PM
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
First 10 Years
Saturday, July 14, 1984 to Thursday, July 14, 1994
  • I was born into a world that was unfit and hopeless. My first memory is of me in my grandmother picking berries in the field. I was the first child born to my mother and was the least important thing in her life. She met a guy and start having kids by him but I didn't like him. he use to call me dumb and stupid and beat the shit out of my mom. I tried to help her but i would get thrown like a feather. One night he decided to teach me a lesson. my mom had went to bed and on his way to the bath room he would slip in to my bedroom to play a game called " don't tell mommy& ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Tuesday, August 21, 2012, 10:45:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 21, 2012 11:04:00 PM
First 10 Years
Wednesday, December 17, 1947 to Tuesday, December 17, 1957
  • Dec 17, 1947, I was born to Lorane Joyce and Daniel Quintin Boje, in Memorial Hospital, Spokane, Washington. Twins had died the year before I arrived, making me, the first born, that lived. My dad married my mom, though she was pregnant with those twins from another man. I know this because, when I was fifty years old, she fessed up and showed me her picture outside the church, and you could see she was well along. My dad told me after his divorce from my mom, to read my birth certificate carefully. Thinking I must be adopted, I studied it. Turns out, he was unemployed, and listed as a labore ...continued...

  • By: David  Boje
  • Tuesday, August 28, 2012, 9:55:00 AM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 28, 2012 10:56:00 AM
Wednesday, January 01, 1969 to Monday, January 01, 1979
  • The Million Man March Commemorative Poem titled: "A Black Man" written by myself two years before the Million Man March. "A BLACK MAN" DO NOT LOOK INTO MY FACE AND SEE THE COLOR OF MY SKIN, AND NOT SEE THE CONTENT OF MY CHARACTER. DO NOT LOOK INTO MY HISTORY AND SEE THE THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST, AND NOT SEE THE BRIGHTNESS OF MY FUTURE. DO NOT LOOK AT THE LOSSES OF MY MISTAKES, AND NOT SEE THE PROFITS OF MY ACHIEVEMENTS. DO NOT LOOK AT THE DISTANCE I HAVE YET TO TRAV ...continued...

  • By: Michael   McKinzy
  • Saturday, May 26, 2012, 10:19:00 AM
  • updated: Saturday, May 26, 2012 10:47:00 AM
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
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, 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...

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
Family Favorites from the Heartland Cookbook
Thursday, May 15, 1947 to Thursday, May 28, 2015
  • Our cooking today is so much different from days gone by. When my granddaughter was three, she stood in front on my oven door where a whole chicken baked in a glass pan. With wide eyes she said, "Is that a chicken?" You see, her mother only bought chicken parts. She'd never seen a whole chicken. How different from when I was a child. Below is a recollection when I visited Grandma at about age five. I've included it in my cookbook Family Favorites from the Heartland. Fried Chicken-Grandma’s Style During the late 40s and e ...continued...

  • By: Sally  Jadlow
  • Friday, November 18, 2011, 7:16:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, May 28, 2015 4:34:00 PM
A Bookworm at Girl Scout Camp
Friday, January 01, 1965 to Wednesday, January 01, 1975
  • ~~A BOOKWORM AT GIRL SCOUT CAMP In the 1950’s my family moved from a little Missouri town to the small town in Indiana where my father grew up. We lived with our grandparents for a few months while my father started a new job and we found a house to rent. My little brother and sister, ages six and five respectively, roamed my grandparents’ big back yard and the neighborhood, but I asked if I might read the old books I saw in the parlor bookcases. My grandmother, usually so strict about us not touching her possessions, gave me permission. I read from books that far exceeded my s ...continued...

  • By: Joyce  Brown
  • Monday, December 22, 2014, 4:06:00 PM
  • updated: Thursday, January 22, 2015 3:38:00 PM
My Grandfather
Friday, October 11, 1968 to Sunday, September 24, 2006
  • The Qualities of Someone I Admire: My Grandfather             Although I admire several people in my world, there is one man that stands out above all the rest and shines bright in my eyes. I have known him all my life and he was always a constant for me. His nickname for years was Smiley. You may think that was because he smiled all the time, but this was not the case. In fact, he rarely had a smile on his face for as long as I can remember. This man had a very hard life. He was born in 1918 to a very poor family. His mother died when he was a young boy and he had to help ra ...continued...

  • By: Fawn   Smith
  • Tuesday, July 17, 2012, 1:45:00 PM
  • updated: Saturday, August 29, 2015 3:47:00 PM
Friday, February 10, 2017 to Tuesday, February 28, 2017
  • It was started in the birthday of my cousin his friend in "pisonet"... I never thought he will be part of my life... We drink until morning, His close friend one of my cousin also introduce him to me... I just smile at him and I just said nice meeting... And to be corrected no sparks on that time... He thinks at first that i have a crush on him but sorry I'm not easy to get... After those drinks we meet in our brgy agan but we dont talk I just look at him he look at me also... then time gose by thesame area again... My cousin his bestfriend starts to make an issue betwe ...continued...

  • By: Anonymous
  • Saturday, January 06, 2018, 11:49:00 AM
  • updated: Friday, January 12, 2018 7:24:00 PM
Floating The Jacks Fork River
Saturday, October 11, 2014 to Tuesday, October 21, 2014
  • SLICK MOSS COVERED ROCKS A 24 MILE JACKS FORK FLOATING AND CANOE DRAGGING RIVER TRIP It would be IMPOSSIBLE to describe the (grueling) 24 mile (4) day float trip on the Jacks Fork River in the Missouri Ozarks that my guide Mike Overmyer and I endured thinking that around every bend in the river us having to get out of the canoe and drag it over slick moss covered rocks through shallow water as we stumbled along at the pace of a couple injured water buffalo. Periodically I looked down river where the sunshine glistened on the shallow rippling water and s ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Tuesday, October 21, 2014, 3:54:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 29, 2017 3:05:00 PM
👀 WRITE LIFE STORIES and SELL MORE BOOKS
Monday, November 01, 2004 to Friday, October 31, 2014
  • 👀 WRITE LIFE STORIES and SELL MORE BOOKS Five years ago after attending one of my book signings and a Lewis & Clark monologue presentation an administrator at Johnson Country Library, Overland Park, Kansas suggested I create a workshop that would assist those who wanted to write their life story. Since the launch of that program I have made over (50) presentations to a variety of organizations. One that added a new dimension to my effort occurred when I encountered a class of (80) 3rd grade students at an elementary school in Kansas City, Kansas. At the end of the c ...continued...

  • By: Rolland  Love
  • Saturday, July 05, 2014, 7:51:00 PM
  • updated: Tuesday, August 29, 2017 3:07:00 PM

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