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Cold Happy New Year To You!!!!
It’s 12°F. in Georgia this morning, and the Lazy Boy chair that has been my bed for the last few nights since a recent surgery puts me close to the back door, the unused fireplace, and the cold air that … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1919, 1969, 1972, 2018, Anaconda, Arizona, cold weather, Dancing at the Rascal Fair, Happy New Year, in control, Ivan Doig, Montana, Mt. Baboquivari, Mt. Haggin, New Year's resolutions, Time's Square
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Leap Year 2016
Well, it sneaked up on me several weeks ago. How about you? The desk calendar I use for work had a Monday, February 29 on it. And of course, my initial reaction to that is always . . . disbelief. … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1970, 1976, 2016, Arizona, calendar, change, cigarettes, February 29, Frodo, Gandalf, Gregorian, Julian, Leap Year, Love Story, Mark Twain, pharengo laryngotracheitis, rhinosinusitis, risk, social security, solar calendar, Surgeon General, The Fellowship of the Ring, Tolkien, Tucson, www.heartdepot.org
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Heartland
The Canadian family television series Heartland has certainly worked its way into our hearts. And, as per our typical pattern, we are watching it for the first time a full seven years after its release (thank you, Netflix). We are … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1963, 1970s, 2005, addiction, Alberta Canada, Amber Marshall, Anaconda, anger, appreciative, Arizona, awestruck, Canadian TV series, Clint Goben, cowboy, disappointment, genuineness of heart, Graham Wardle, grief, heart, Heart Depot, Heartland, horizon, humbled, Lauren Brooke, Linda Chapman, Michelle Morgan, Minnesota, Montana, Netlfix, Randy Stinchfield, right-sized, Shaun Johnston, subterfuge, wide open spaces, www.heartdepot.org
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Finding God in the Dark
To many, Barbara Brown Taylor is a leading theologian, an accomplished speaker, and an excellent writer with over a dozen books to her name. The TIME MAGAZINE cover for April 28, 2014 features an article about her life, and about … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged April 28 2014, Arizona, Barbara Brown Taylor, Beyond Words, carbide lamp, Catalina Mountains, caving, dark, eternal stars, faith, Finding God in the Dark, Ford, Frederick Buechner, Genesis 1:2, Hebrew scriptures, Landon Saunders, Learning How to Walk in the Dark, light, lightning, Memphis, Tagore, Tennessee, theologian, Thomas Carlyle, thunderstorm, time, Time Magazine, Tucson
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The Corvette Stingray: A Love Story
It’s hard to tell where my taste for certain foods originated; why grilled hamburgers are so absolutely wonderful, why ice cream cries out to be enjoyed by the bowl full, why good coffee sometimes just hits the spot. But my … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1/32 scale model, 1951 Plymouth, 1960s, 1963 Plymouth Fury, 1976 Volkswagon Rabbit, 1983 Pontiac Bonneville, 1988 Chevy Celebrity wagon, 1995 Chevy Lumina, 2000 Chevy Metro, 2000 Dodge Caravan, 2001 Chevy Metro, 2004 Toyota Corolla, 2013, 60th anniversary, Arizona, Austria, Beethoven, cars, concentration camp, Corvette Stingray, Daylight Saving, December 1974, German, Haydn, ink stamp, June 1953, Linz, Mauthausen, Mozart, November 1953, Salzburg, Sound of Music, symbiotic, Vienna
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The Frozen Man (Life Imprinting)
It is 7 degrees above zero this morning in Atlanta, Georgia (Fahrenheit, of course). And the bright sun appears to be shuddering a bit as it rises for its work, today. Maybe that’s why the days are shorter in the … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1976, 1977, 1984, 1988, 1989, Antarctica, Arizona, Ashland City Tennessee, Ashley stove, Atlanta Georgia, below zero, Billings Montana, bionic man, Canada, Cheap Hill, circumpolar region, cold weather, cryonics, Dec. 10 2013, extremes, Fahrenheit, faucet covers, Florida, Garrison Keillor, heating with wood, imprints, inclement weather, James Taylor, John Shaw Torrington, Montana, North America, Oklahoma, permafrost, polar vortex, Rocky Balboa, scientist, survival, The Frozen Man
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Mother’s Day 2013
“Happy Mother’s Day!” That’s what I’d like to say to My Mother, today. But she is on a journey that has taken her away. She missed Dad’s birthday party as well as her own earlier this month, and she was … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Fathers, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 2012, 2013, abusive, Arizona, bound, children, death, dependent, DNA, dreams, Georgia, loving, Mother's Day, neglectful, nurturing, orange tree, relationships, symbiotic, Tennessee, Texas Ranger bush, yellow roses
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