On the road…. again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek N is Nigeria One of the stopover countries, Nigeria will always come to mind because of the stories associated with it. As we ate dinner at the home of a newly arrived USAID program...
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Does anything compare with settling into a good mystery? Yes, finding a good mystery is also a really great activity. Walking through bookstores or libraries, hearing about a new author from a friend, reading about a new book or writer and especially finding out that one of your favorite authors...
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There is a saying that women's work is never done. If you are a woman, you know that is true. There is always something else we could be doing for our husband, our children, our home but not too often for ourselves. We cook, we clean, we grocery shop, get...
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On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek Sponges That Tastes Good Since ancient times the use of natural sponges for bathing has...
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... we embark on educating citizens of the urgent need to preserve the legacy of the 20th century before it is too late!
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The young man at the garage in Cork ambled over to our car. His thinly veiled annoyance made it clear he saw us as an interruption in his day. I put on my best smile and said, “I’ve had a blowout and need to get a tire repaired.” He looked surprised...
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I wasn't good friends with Steve. I was good friends with Amy, his younger sister. I do have a couple of memories of him, and thought you might like to hear them. We were at a church swim party. Steve was in the pool, having a great time. Another young man...
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On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek G is for Ghana Only after Ghana defeated the United States in World Cup soccer in 2006 did it occur to the Footloose Forester that a Ghana story might get somebody’s attention. The name Ghana...
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A few years ago I was so proud of myself to track down a living cousin through an obituary I found searching newspapers in the library. I found where this cousins mother had been buried and went to take pictures of the gravestone. Upon arrival there was something that caught my...
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I met Steve in second grade. Like any red-blooded American girl would, I fell instantly in love with him. I spent grades 4-6 planning my wedding to him and writing in my diary "Andra Redd, Mrs. Andra Redd, Andra Lynn Redd". I think my best friend (Rebecca Reed Davis) and I...
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Andra Kolaric I met Steve in second grade. Like any red-blooded American girl would, I fell instantly in love with him. I spent grades 4-6 planning my wedding to him and writing in my diary "Andra Redd, Mrs. Andra Redd, Andra Lynn Redd". I think Becky and I almost came to...
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I knew Steven; many times in my teens I had the opportunity to "hang out" with him at Evan's home in Lancaster. I looked up to Steven; he made be believe that I could be a better man, that I could excel at anything I put my whole effort towards, and...
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I have to say the obvious. That pretty much every girl in school had a crush on Steve. Who could blame them? It was much more than him being such a cutie, it was his boyish charm, gentle smile and the ability to lift you up whenever you felt like you...
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Jennifer Frank I knew Steve from the Joshua Ward back when we were in primary, a classmate in school at El Dorado, Piute and seminary. I remember going to his house and loving the chaos of all the kids (how many where there? 9 I think?) What a neat family. I...
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I haven't seen Steve for at least 15 years, but I remember, like it was yesterday, driving home from a high school wrestling tournament with him (My dad was his coach). I was telling him how nervous I was that I had to speak in sacrament meeting. He gave me a...
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While I must admit that I was among the throngs of teen-aged girls who spent their afternoons daydreaming of one day becoming Mrs. Steven Redd, that is not what moved me to post on here. I met Steve & his brother Mike at Piute Jr. High School, they were both great...
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I first met Steve my Senior year of high school. I was going to QHHS, and I was dating his older sister, Debbie, who was a Junior at AVHS. My brother, Evan, was dating his oldest sister, Susan, whom he eventually married. I remember Steve as the annoying little 10 year...
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Steve, I will never forget that smile of yours. Going to visit you guys and taking that road trip from Alabama to Georgia, we had so much fun :) I will never forget. You were so funny, and so loving and so protective over the ones you loved. An amazing father...
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Uncle Steve was more than just an uncle to me, my little sister & little brother. He was like a second dad...we hold on to the beautiful memories we have of him. He was such a wonderful man & loved with all he had. Thank you so much everyone for all...
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Thanks to all who have posted. My son, Steven Redd, was named after his uncle, our fallen hero. I will check this sight often and save many of these comments to share with my boy as he gets older. I want him to grow up knowing who he was named after....
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