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Its wings emit a whisper that flows softly through my hair; A symbol of tranquility, it churns the aromatic air. Found among green pastures it stands dignified and tall; I gaze upward at the majesty and wonder of it. But when the storm approaches it sends forth a mighty sound; From...
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The coolness of a gentle breeze Blows through the meadow fair. I listen for rustle of the grass And smell the punguent air. A momentary silence brings The peace for which I long. If only evening sights and sounds Could make my spirit strong. The night owl moans and sweeps the...
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We love the times when get to sit, My sister and I - we talk quite a bit. It's amazing to think that we know the Lord! But with the Pharisees this strikes an angry chord. Jesus told us someday His kingdom would come; I try to understand but it confuses me...
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When the world comes crashing down Upon my hungry soul; I pause, take a look around, And know I'm not half, but whole. The moon so bright and shining; The leaves all orange and red. As they prepare the silver lining; For Winter's warm and cozy bed. Who made the trees...
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Roses refresh us when they're in full bloom, Stop just to smell them; there's plenty of room. Take time for laughter, and get lots of rest, Then you'll give others the best of your best! Gathering sunshine along with the rain, Sweetens the soul and diminishes pain. Moment by moment your...
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Being the fifth of ten children could be considered the worst scenario for a child seven years old. Oh sure, it had its moments, but for the most part I was a happy little girl. I played with my friends in our "big" back yard and learned to jump rope with my sister, Joan. Of...
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Drugs . . . The beginning of the end of who I was. Getting involved in drugs was the worst mistake of my life or so I thought. Actually, it was what happened as a result of taking drugs that changed me forever. I can say it wasn't my fault, that I was...
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Laughter ranks on top when it comes to my family's emotions. Mom and Dad made sure there was a lot of it, and we have all been blessed with a good sense of humor. Some of us have more of a devious way of delivering humor; however, I tend to stay...
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After my 15 year-old daughter Rachelle completed the Rice University Piano Camp in June 2008, we knew we needed to get her to a professional piano teacher. Rachelle has always been a very talented and dedicated piano student. She wanted to take piano lessons when she was 8 years old. We started her...
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Last Friday, I had an experience I won't likely forget. My friend Melanie & I went to Odyssey Healthcare, a hospice organization, to take a training from our friend Lorrie about how to work with hospice patients as I go volunteer with them, doing StoryKeeper work. We started off with several...
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The 20th of September 1964, was a beautiful Fall day. George and I were driving home after spending the weekend with our friends on Cape Cod. My parent's apartment was on our way so we decided to stop for a quick visit. It had to be quick because our children were waiting for...
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My parents moved to the other side of Waltham when I was twelve years old. Caroline and I sat on our steps and cried. She was to be left behind with the neighborhood girls who always chose to ignore her. Anita, one of the girls, gained pleasure from throwing rocks at Caroline....
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It was to be another fun day of shopping for my friend Carol and me. We went to the then famous Filene's Basement in Boston. It was where most entitiled women shopped in those days. We didn't mind pretending, it was a day out for us while the children were in school....
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Caroline-My Friend Chapter One My family moved to Waltham Massachusetts& lt;/st1:place> when I was but two years old. The house next door was separated by just a few feet. It was a two story apartment house and on the second floor lived a little girl named Caroline who at the time...
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So I thought I'd start by introducing the family I helped to make. I have a husband--Sam. He's just fantastic. He's nearly everything I'm not. Calm, reserved and even keeled. I tend to be the hothead and spontaneous one of the two of us. Sam brought to our family two daughers--Jen...
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IASK Founder and fellow LifeLenz friend Dennis Stack shared this anonymous poem at his link: When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was felt that she had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through her meager possessions, they...
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You must be more careful, I scold myself through the tears, you almost missed that one. Pieces of the whole will never do; if He’s to put it back together again, He will need it all. Bending low, I wrap trembling fingers around the missing sliver and swath it in...
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From her "Bridal Memories": Fred Hunter and Nellie Turnage became engaged on December 19, 1924. They were married on Sunday, June 20, 1926 at 3 in the afternoon at Nellie's parents (Mr. and Mrs. John Turnage) home in Byers, Colorado. Fred and Nellie belonged to the First Baptist church of Deer Trail,...
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Etymology of the Turnage Name The Turnidge family began their westward movement from the time they entered the northeast part of North Carolina. They continued west as the opportunity arose, or the land was cleared. Now they are on the west coast in Oregon, Washington and California. Some have not...
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Julius Orlando Stone was born April 3, 1840, at Fitzwilliam, New Hampshire, and passed away at Wilsonville, Nebraska, July 2, 1940, at the age of 100 years, 2 months and 29 days. At the age of 21 he enlisted in the army of the Civil War and served his country in...
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