Tag: memoir
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August 28, 2008 03:03 PM EDT --
There was a moment that Sunday in Luxembourg when I was 17 and you were 19, as we lay together in the cool grass, high atop a field, picking dandelions and macking, mouth upon mouth, delirious in our . . .
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December 16, 2006 08:45 AM EST --
A Memory of Time Spent In A German Prison Camp
I was captured by the Germans in the infamous Battle of the Bulge in the winter of 1944, along with 23,000 American troops in one of the worst episodes of . . .
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September 01, 2009 08:11 PM EDT --
I've spent much of the last few weeks doing further edits on the book I wrote here on Gather, last year, and wanted to share with you, my relief... I finished, today!
I edited out 75 pages, and the . . .
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February 10, 2007 01:19 PM EST --
This is part of a fictionalized memoir I am working on. I will write these when so inspired but, not necessarily in chronological order.
I stood with my foot covering the hoe, about to slice deep into . . .
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October 31, 2009 01:31 PM EDT --
In 1967, at Hiram College, behind a door, in a cabinet, in a biology laboratory, resided a cardboard box of very little weight. If you lifted the box, it would rustle. If you opened it, excelsior (finely . . .
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April 07, 2009 07:30 AM EDT --
There was a moment that Sunday in Luxembourg when I was 17 and you were 19, as we lay together in the cool grass, high atop a field, picking dandelions and macking, mouth upon mouth, delirious in our . . .
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August 17, 2009 03:59 PM EDT --
I just realized a little while ago that it's been twenty years, tomorrow, since I flew to South Dakota to get my son back. No wonder it's been so heavy on my mind these last two days.
In light of that, . . .
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May 10, 2009 06:28 PM EDT --
My Mother – Portrait of a Complicated Lady: Part One
My mother was born Susan Patricia Chanler in London, 1921. To understand her, you have to put her in context.
Her father Lewis . . .
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February 20, 2007 09:14 PM EST --
Cheap paintings of cut flowers lined the pastel hospital walls. A young nurse with a well-scrubbed face and a bright smile zipped in and out of the waiting room. The hospital gave every appearance of being . . .
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October 28, 2009 09:36 PM EDT --
Sunday the 25th was a gorgeous day, so we decided to take the grandkids to Crossroads Village in flint, Michigan. The Genessee County Parks maintains a "village" of transplanted houses, with an . . .
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August 08, 2006 08:33 AM EDT --
A few days ago a woman called me. She found my Avon brochure in a dumpster behind the grocery, she said, it was missing the front cover and smelled like old fish, and she wanted me to visit, give her a . . .
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August 09, 2006 11:26 AM EDT --
I saw The Man six years ago, at a CPR training workshop in downtown San Diego. He laughed when I shook the lung dummy the way they teach you to do.
"Annie, Annie, are you OK?" I shook and said . . .
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October 11, 2006 04:34 AM EDT --
Today I finished the seemingly endless task of cleaning out my Random Stuff closet, which involved looking inside each box of Random Stuff to see if it contained anything I wanted to keep. . . .
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January 30, 2007 08:52 AM EST --
How 600 American prisoners of the WW II German army escaped almost certain annihilation just days before the end of the war.
This is a true story and takes place in Stalag IX A in central Germany. . . .
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February 14, 2008 04:16 PM EST --
This is the second of a 3-part series about my life at 35 Archbold Road. This part, although chronologically all over the place, provides background that I thought was needed before Part . . .
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October 27, 2008 06:57 PM EDT --
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When did you know you’d never come back?
Was it when they strapped electrodes to your skull,
Gave you a bit, yet still you convulsed?
You entered barred windows with gnarled trees . . .
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January 14, 2009 01:21 AM EST --
Due to the miracle of the Internet, I've connected with some old friends and classmates recently on Facebook. Naturally, I've thought about simpler times and some of the fun I had as a kid.
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February 13, 2009 04:39 PM EST --
Anna Mae Langford Leigh was my maternal grandmother, born in Oaxaca, Mexico, on February 15, 1903, in a polygamous Mormon colony. Her father, Isaac Fielding Langford had had two wives.
Her . . .
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May 29, 2009 02:31 PM EDT --
MEMOIRS ARE:
An alliterated haiku
© 2009 By David Wainland
Picture past pathos,
pain projected purposely,
perfectly . . .
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September 23, 2009 03:14 PM EDT --
I haven't been around much lately, (I've been so busy I can't see straight) but as of today, had some news which is too good not to share.
A prominent, well-respected literary agent has, today, requested . . .
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