Tag: memories
group name: famiilyhistory
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April 20, 2006 08:21 PM EDT --
(edited version after receiving permission to use her real name)
Dazed preoccupation, glowing skin, picture in hand to remind her he wasn't a dream, giggles and visible jitters. She showed all . . . more
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April 22, 2006 08:18 PM EDT --
For those of us sentenced to Catholic school, back-to-school shopping promised few thrills beyond walking to Kresges with all the neighborhood . . . more
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September 09, 2006 01:42 PM EDT --
We lived in the country all my life. It was a mile in either direction to our nearest neighbor, which was my Grandparents. I learned at an early age just how important Grandparents are to a child. Grandparents . . . more
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April 16, 2006 02:47 AM EDT --
Hah! Got you with that title, didn't I? It's true too but probably not in the way you expect. Let me tell you about Barry, okay?
I was 14 and my girlfriend Linda had two stepbrothers, . . . more
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August 16, 2007 03:08 PM EDT --
I was about four when Daddy let me set a place setting at our cafe. I wasn't really tall enough to reach the counter. I would stand on my tippy toes and carefully place the napkin and silver . . . more
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June 17, 2006 03:16 PM EDT --
I breezed past the card aisles and stores this year without feeling the pull. My father, grandfathers, and the uncles and friends . . . more
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May 03, 2006 10:28 PM EDT --
In the spirit of the two truths and a lie group, here goes:
1) I'm 48 and my grandfather was born in the 1860s.
2) We still have the Roadster my dad bought in 1932, and it runs great.
3) It didn't . . . more
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December 19, 2006 10:11 PM EST --
I didn’t know it at the time, but it was the last Christmas of my childhood.
My husband and I had announced just before Thanksgiving that we were expecting. That baby was the first grandchild . . . more
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April 14, 2006 02:27 AM EDT --
Dancing served many purposes in my life. There. I said it in past tense and I'm still breathing. It was great exercise, a stress reliever, an expression of emotions and music, always fun, and sensual . . . more
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October 12, 2006 06:28 PM EDT --
We met at the house to disassemble their lives. In one evening, we took apart what they had created, collected, and been in their years together. We held the pieces of their lives - our history - in . . . more
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March 17, 2006 03:13 PM EST --
The arrival of the Sisters every June was better than a circus coming to town. Maybe even it was better than riding the blue and . . . more
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March 14, 2006 05:51 PM EST --
I have almost no family. I was an only, no sisters or brothers, of unusual birth circumstances.
Three years ago I moved my then 81 year old mother from the family homestead 450 miles . . . more
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July 23, 2006 11:40 PM EDT --
We pulled the pop-out camper across the state line, past the hog farms, around the country church, through the crumbling cemetery, and down the winding road to arrive at Starve Hollow Lake, as we had done . . . more
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April 28, 2006 12:08 AM EDT --
I slowly creep from between warm sheets
And pull my boots upon small feet,
I think again of my warm bed,
Put on my coat, place hat on head.
I step into the frosty night,
My heart is thumping . . . more
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March 21, 2006 09:52 AM EST --
Don't play B17. "It was our song, it was his song, now it's over." What's your B17?
Ok, maybe not even a B17. How about just a sad-arse wallowy perfectly pathetic dribbling tune . . . more
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May 12, 2006 01:31 AM EDT --
By all accounts, Joseph Smith was charismatic. He was an uncommonly handsome man, six feet tall with dark hair and blue eyes. He charmed the ladies and he was a public speaker without equal: he possessed . . . more
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July 27, 2006 12:31 AM EDT --
I have written before about the death of my fiancee, Robert Varraso, when I was just 20 years old. This is something I wrote shortly after he died.
I had never expected to be there. I stepped . . . more
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April 30, 2006 09:10 PM EDT --
I feel like my life has been lived in cycles of binging and purging. Right now, I am purging. Old family photos, to be exact. I am the repository of photos once in the possession of both of my grandmothers, . . . more
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April 28, 2006 02:37 AM EDT --
My big mistake was in expecting a twenty-mile drive to erase the thirty years I had been away. I set myself up for the unwarranted sense of betrayal that came when . . . more
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January 27, 2008 09:57 PM EST --
Like Duckie , I also had a recent visit from a Ghost .
December 31, 1968.
Bell-bottomed, black, bolero pants with wide suspender straps over an uncharacteristic, white, . . . more
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