Tammy 1977-1997 Tammy was "just a mutt" that my Mother and stepfather rescued from the animal shelter when she was six months old, just before Christmas, 1977. Her original owners had abused her and the rescue came none too soon. What a wonderful Christmas present it was for all concerned! Tammy survived my stepfather's deat... More..
Are you a Type 2 Diabetic? Don't let it get you down help may be on its way! Two years ago I learned at a routine visit to the doctor that I had developed Type 2 Diabetes. The disease "runs" in my family; maternal grandmother lost two legs due to diabetes; one aunt on the brink of blindness due to the disease; one uncle lost... More..
My life was going fine until October 16, 2007. On that day I lost my job after 22 years. The separation took barely 10 minutes: no ceremony, no accolades, no gold watch, just a pink slip; just an explanation of the facts. My separation pay, vacation pay and other details were explained during the brief telephone call from my... More..
My Fear of Snakes All my life I've feared and detested snakes. As a child I remember my brother Steve had a fascination for them to such a degree that in the heat of summer he would tote a one-gallon bottle with him as he explored the neighborhood in search of snakes to add to his ever-growing collection. In our small town l... More..
RJ Scott
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