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 . . . more
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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 . . . more
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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 . . . more
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December 05, 2007 09:42 AM EST --
"When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders"
His childhood: . . . more
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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 . . . more
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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 . . . more
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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 . . . more
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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. . . . more
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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. . . . more
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February 06, 2008 03:19 PM EST --
[Archeology and Kleenex - 250 words was the challenge limit for the prompt. I have failed, utterly and totally to meet that word limit; this post, not including these notes, is 734 words in length, . . . more
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November 12, 2007 05:15 PM EST --
Author: Louise DeSalvo
This book is a memoir that reads like a novel.
It is a woman's coming of age and coming to terms with society, family, career pressures.
She's an Italian-American . . . more
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December 04, 2007 03:43 PM EST --
Years ago, when my now 17 year old was less than 3, she was pretty much a little angel. Susie didn’t go through the dreaded terrible twos, not at two, not ever. She was usually pretty . . . more
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September 06, 2006 02:46 PM EDT --
My favorite skirt ripped last night as my son, 11, helped me take the clothes off the twisted rope hanging across my backyard. It caught on the rough tin edge of the garden shed as I swung it from line . . . more
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October 13, 2006 09:38 PM EDT --
Chelle lives in one of those cream-colored cookie cutter homes at the top of skull hill. The native people named it Calavera, and until the builders dug into the hard scrub dirt, no one knew why. The bulldozers . . . more
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June 02, 2008 10:10 AM EDT --
In one week in March of this year, two much-lauded memoirs – one of a Holocaust survivor and the other about a girl gangbanger - were exposed to be fakes. Talking about it with a friend, I remarked . . . more
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December 19, 2006 12:00 PM EST --
It happened in the first oil boomtown in America, Bradford, PA, in the mid-thirties. The town is situated in the Allegheny Mountains, a natural small and large game hunting area, attracting . . . more
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January 13, 2007 05:05 AM EST --
As you read Jeannette Walls' best-selling, riveting memoir of a nomadic childhood with an artist mother and an alcoholic father, you will find yourself dancing along the edges of smiles and sorrow . . . more
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August 06, 2006 02:53 PM EDT --
I grew up the year I turned thirty-four. I broke up with my second husband, took a red-headed lover, moved to the sea, decided my favorite color was purple, quit dieting and took up swearing with a passion. . . . more
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January 06, 2007 10:49 PM EST --
I'll never forget the night of the dorm fire at Kent State University. I wish I could remember the name of my dorm. I think it was White Hall but I could be wrong. I lived on the second floor. I transferred . . . more
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February 09, 2007 04:31 AM EST --
Anna Mae Langford Leigh was my maternal grandmother. She was born in Oaxaca, Mexico, on February 15, 1903, in a polygamous Mormon colony. Her father had two wives.
Not such a big deal, considering . . . more
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