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The Vicissitudes of Life
My father loved vocabulary, and he encouraged us to learn words, too. One way he did this was to use words unknown to us, so that we would have to look them up to find their definition. At the time … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 2016, 2020, 9/11, alterations, authentic, catalyst, change, depression, disaster, genuine, heart attack, honest, horizon, inventions, pacemaker, Pearl Harbor, penicillin, plastic, Vicissitudes, vicissitudes of life
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Hiroshima Revisited: Out of the Ashes
Eight years, three months, and six days before I was prematurely born, an atomic bomb was dropped on the city of Hiroshima, Japan. Three days later another was dropped on Nagasaki, and the Second World War was essentially over. All … Continue reading →
Posted in Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged atomic bomb, Austria, Britain, change, Civil War, colonization, concentration camp, emotions, feelings, German work camp, Germany, guilt, Hal Holbrook, Hiroshima, Japan, Jews, Mauthausen, Nagasaki, out of the ashes, perspective, pride, reason, shameful, Stone Mountain Park, thinking, truth, U.S.A. America, world war II, wrong
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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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A Moving Tale
I am in the middle of some major life transitions, changes that are welcome yet challenging at the same time. I am moving the office for my part-time job to a location 10 minutes from my home. This job actually … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged Atlanta, career change, challenging, change, chattanooga, FaithWords, Home Run, If, Indianapolis, job change, John Maxwell, Kevin Myers, Look Heart No Hands, moving, Randy Travis, Red Bank, Rudyard Kipling, seasons of life, social security, total abandon, traffic, transition
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Hitting Hard
On Wednesday of this week the traffic on the way to work was unusually heavy, and the pouring rain made it an even greater challenge to navigate. As I crept along in the seemingly endless slow moving stream of cars … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged accident, Alzheimer's, amazing star, appreciation, Bedouin, bleeding on the brain, change, Christmas, clarity, dead teeth, dementia, dentist, falling, Family, friends, give of ourselves, hard hit, ice, irreparable, Jesus, life events, murder of infants, pause, rain, refocus, routine, sacrifice, Salvation Army, shepherds, slipping, trauma, value, wise men
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When Things Collide
I have been to two memorials in the past two weeks: one for my niece, Victoria; the other for my friend, Robert, who died on the morning of Vic’s memorial. Vic was 20 years old when she died; Robert was … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged Ashland City TN, atomic particles, August 6 1945, August 9 1945, change, Collide, Hiroshima, Howie Day, Japan, Kafka, Knoxville TN, memorials, MercyMe, metamorphosis, Nagasaki, nuclear fission, The Hurt and The Healer
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A Tale of Two Settees
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times . . . .” Thank you, Charles, for that awesome, albeit ominous, beginning to this blog. How does one begin the story of two couches? Has one ever been … Continue reading →
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Tagged accident, chair, change, Charles Dickens, Hemingway, Memphis, mother-in-law, murder-suicide, Settee, stronger in the broken places, witness
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The Lost Story 