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| There are many moments from yesteryear that I'd love to relive. The one that stand out for me is March 9, 1987. On that day, I became free. That day began a life that has been fun, exciting, happiness, sadness, and expectation. I couldn't call anyonee. My phone wouldn't be operational until two days from then. After my parents left that day, i PUT MY COAT ON AND WENT TO MY FRIEND'S APARTMENT. hE, ALONG WITH OTHER NEIGHBORS, WAS HAPPY i MADE THE MOVE. nOW, i COULD DECIDE WHAT i WANTED TO EAT, WHEN, AND HOW MUCH. i COULD STAY UP AS LATE AS i WANTED AND SLEEP IN. oR i COULD GO TO BED EARLY AND WAKE UP EARLY. iT WAS ALL UP TO ME. Since that day, I've been married, divorced, remarried, had one son, a dog, and obtained a B.A. in Psychology and a M.A. in Leadership and Public Administration. I've made friends and lost friends. I was silly and carefree, but serious and outspoken when the need arose. I was in a little group that included two men{both in wheelchairs}, two older women, and me. I was the youngest in the group. There were five of us in total. We'd drink suntea in the summer and hot cocoa in winter. We'd play a card game called Skip Boo till all hours. We'd congregate at each other's apartments and enjoy each other's company. At the time of this writing, I'm the only surviving member. The women died from cancer and heart problems. The guys died from Muscular Dystrophy and Post Polio Syndrome. There are times I feel lost. They are all looking down on me and being my guardian angels. |
| There are several YouTube videos that find their way to Facebook. The one I remember vividly that moved me to tears was when a pack of horses blocked a truck from leaving. The reason for the blockage was because the horses didn't want the puppies that were born there to leave and be sold off. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQB7QRyF4p4 Now that is TRUE love and friendship. |
WINTER W is for wasted Nothing I can do I is for Isolated I can't get out, can you? N is for Nasty it doesn't look nice T is for Time We are paying too high a price E is for education that is worst cost R is for Redundant Everything lost |
| If I could spend one hour with anyone I choose, it would be my maternal grandmother. The last time I spoke to her was on Thanksgiving Day, 1987. I didn't go home for the holiday. I spoke to her and wished her and my grandfather a Happy Thanksgiving. I told them I'd see them at Christmas. She went into the hospital December 5, 1987. She was unconscious and would never regain consciousness. . She died on December 24, 1987. What we would talk about is how my life has been. I would tell her about my son, my two marriages, and the reconnections I've made on Facebook. I would ask her questions about my concetion and when my mother told her she was pregnant. I would also ask her why she put my mother on such a high pedestal. What I would learn from her was to be more tolerant. Not have the Polish temper flare up so often. She's been gone for twenty-seven years and it still hurts like it did then. |
| http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071230/ I saw this movie at the drive-in. It was very boring to me I didn't understand the plot,. I didn't get the jokes and the gags. It put me to sleep. I know there are people that think this is the best movie ever made, but I beg to differ. The only Gene Wilder movie that is worth the paper it's written on is Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0067992/ |
| https://www.google.com/doodles/30th-anniversary-of-pac-man When I was in my mid teens, my girlfriend and I played Pac Man every chance we got. We were always trying to outscore and out wit each other. Our favorite bar where they have the game was the Hyatt in Dearborn, Michigan I love Pac Man. It's thanks to Laurie that I found this game. |
| http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0066626/ I never could stomach All In The Family. Archie Bunker was MY father. The only difference was Archie was older and , while my father was a cop, Archie was a assembly line worker. Both held blue collar jobs, and both freely voiced their opinions about just about anything. When this show originally premiered, I was eleven. I didn't understand bigots. I didn't want to. For me, watching a show like this made the bullying I endured all the more vivid. For that reason, I would distance myself from either the living room or kitchen when it was on. It wasn't until years later, when I came across one episode, that I understood why my parents thought it was funny. One episode really hit me hard. Its title was Edith's 50th Birthday. It was a two part episode. I saw how Edith handled her unwelcome guest. There wasn't a laugh track for this. The subject matter was too personal. There were many times when my father's viewpoint infuriated me. My mother was no angel either. I had to bite my tongue for fear of a slap across the face. This show had a f spin-off-Archie's Place{/i. This was set after Archie's wife Edith, passes away. It didn't last very long. Between the orignal show and the subsequent spin-offs, I had enough of Archie Bunker to last ten lifetimes. |
| http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0060011/ This series, although only lasting a year, had me hooked from its onset. I was in first grade when this show arrived. I had, recently, took a trip to Greenfield Village. It was there that I learned how people lived a hundred years before. Now I was able to see those practices put into action. My father asked me if I wouldve wanted to live back then. I replied No! I liked my modern conveniences. The one thing that drew me to this show waqs how a close family dealt with day-to-day life. My mother had said that we were a close family, but I knew otherwise. I also viewed how the family dealt with dangerous situations and people they weren't familiar with. That was when I learned about prejudice and began to realize that my parents were prejudiced. I had some hard lessons to learn for the next years. When the show was cancelled a year later, I cried. I couldn't understand why all the shows I liked were leaving and all the bad shows were staying. |
| http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0317219/ This was the last movie that I saw in the theater. Although it was a movie for kids, I went anyway. My son was then five and I thought he would love it. He did. I thought it would be a snorefest, but I ended up laughing all the way through. My favorite character is, and always will be, Mater |
| I've never been to New Orleans or Mardi Gras. Would I want to go? I don't think so. It's too noisy and too crowded. It would be difficult, at best, to navigate around. Where I live, there isn't a festival like it.. I don't know what costume I would wear, if I attended. I would go as myself. That is a costume in itself -a scary one. |
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