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Pursuit of Happiness: 12/01/12
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Saturday, December 1, 2012. Sally of Monticello: Founding Mother. Complete novel available on Amazon Kindle and in paperback). The story continues…. 8220;Forever Abigail,” Thomas mumbled. We were in the entrance hall of Langeac. He’d sat to read letters just delivered by the artist, John Trumbull. Mr. Short was settling our new guest in his room, where Jimmy and I had helped carry some of the artist’s paraphernalia. 8220;A materials order? 8221; I asked. 8220;I’ll take care of it, Thomas.”. 8220;Yes, tha...
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Pursuit of Happiness: 11/17/12
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Saturday, November 17, 2012. 8216;Hungry for More’ About Sally. The cover story of The New York Times’s. On Sunday, November 11, 2012, was an evaluation of Jon Meacham’s The Art of Power. An acclaimed treatment of Jefferson’s political methods. Jill Abramson, executive editor of the Times,. Sally of Monticello: Founding Mother. Complete novel available on Amazon Kindle and in paperback). The story continues…. Thomas held my upper arms to steady me. “We’ve waited too long,” he said. I blubbered, “Th...
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October | 2012 | Donna Louise
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I swear I don't know how these things happen to me. Archives for the month of: October, 2012. Laquo; Older Entries. October 31, 2012. Donna Louise here putting the candy in bowls to give out tonight when the little monsters visit. Not many people in the ‘hood have children so I will hand out candy to the few little ones on the block before I turn off my porch light and withdraw to the upstairs for the evening if I decide to stay at home. Categories Humor, Daily Diary. No Good Deed Goes Unpunished. Donna ...
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September | 2012 | Donna Louise
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I swear I don't know how these things happen to me. Archives for the month of: September, 2012. Laquo; Older Entries. September 30, 2012. Dressed in my old jeans and a sweatshirt, I gathered my gardening tools, my work gloves (a lovely lilac color), my matching garden hat and shoes and my weed eater and headed out the front door. The cool morning air was invigorating. Excuse me, young lady. Aren’t you forgetting something? Excuse me, you with the yappy dog. Aren’t you forgetting something? No, you don’t.
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Fighting the KC Boredom: The Goodbye - Part 2
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Wednesday, September 25, 2013. The Goodbye - Part 2. If you missed Part 1 click here. For two days they had been waiting for the rest of the children. The soldiers were adamant. The children would depart in groups of seven—no more, no less. Her son had been the second to arrive. A matched pair had been deposited at the guard’s feet late that evening, a brother and sister whose guardian hadn’t waited to see them off. For two days the soldier’s words had haunted her. He was such a good boy . He doesn’...
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Fighting the KC Boredom: Raven Tales - Part 3
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Friday, August 30, 2013. Raven Tales - Part 3. We last left our friend Raven in the valley at the edge of forever, to catch up on his past adventures click here. Now, one might think sleeping in the mid-day sun atop a large rock is less than ideal, but even Raven knows if you go looking for ideal you will never find the right thing. He slept more peacefully on top of his rock than he had in the last fifteen moons in his tiny glass house. He circled them once, and then twice. Much to Raven’s surpris...
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Fighting the KC Boredom: April 2013
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Friday, April 5, 2013. Atop a cliff at the edge of Forever sat a glass house. A large crack ran through the wall of the house, and through that crack is how a black cat named Raven escaped. But, of course you already know that, because that is where the last story ended. You can’t remember the story? We’ll if you click here. You cannot say that any longer.) Now we’re all caught up at the End, and the End is precisely where we shall begin. Of course the black cat Raven didn’t know. That when he jumped.
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Fighting the KC Boredom: A.J. DOYLE HALL
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Saturday, December 14, 2013. Each entryway wore the thick letters “A.J. DOYLE HALL” over its threshold. It was the largest building on campus, with doors facing north, south, east, and west. The coliseum style lecture hall had been built by money donated by Mr. A.J. DOYLE himself. He was wealthiest man in the tri-state area and chose to hand deliver a check to the dean when he realized he wanted to fund the masterpiece of architecture. He would wait for the students to come out of A.J. DOYLE Hall...Since...
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Fighting the KC Boredom: Raven Tales-Part 4
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Tuesday, October 15, 2013. When we last left Raven the cat he acquired his fuchsia headphones, to catch up click here. On the fourth day of Raven’s adventure, the edge of forever began to change. Bits of green poked through the red rocks, and Raven had to go more slowly as the edge began to slope ever so slightly up. Where rocks had been Raven’s constant companion, trees scraggled to the surface. Occasionally, he would stop to rest his weary paws and take a moment to clean his whiskers. His earphones wer...
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