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I was born in Los Angeles, CA in 1951. As a youngster I didn't much care for reading until one day I got my hands on a book called Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. What a magnificent book. I read it at least once yearly. I recommend this book to everyone. The Hobbit

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: The top 10 things you want to do in your life: 12 of 287

I've often wondered what these are because I have done so much but, well here goes:10. I want to go to Alaska. I know this is something that seems so easy after all look where we live but if you don't have the financial means then you won't go unless someone else pays for it and that is unlikely for me. I want to explore it's... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Struggle in life: 39 of 915

The End of My TimeMy head is dusted with long gray strandsof hair slipping through my hands.My face is cut with deep jagged linesmade deeper, with age and the passing of time.As I walk my back stoops low and aches,with each stride I try to walk, to take.My legs are tired my feet are sore,and my heart beats slower again, once ... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Hatred and what it does to you: 1 of 20

Reflections on hatred and what it does to you.Hatred is a cancer that destroys the very lives that it touches. It causes illness, depression, inability to communicate with others on a pleasant level and can ultimately destroy you and bring about death. Hatred has destroyed families, longtime relationships and friends.In order... More..
Law & Legal Information > Lawyers & Legal Advice Simple tips to prevent a DUI: 4 of 78

This year over 2,500 people will die in Washington State alone due to someone else or themselves driving under the influence of alcohol. It is quite possible the driver could be killed as well leaving families devastated and questions unanswered. People will die because someone refused to listen to a friend who told them not ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Facing death: 16 of 214

It's December 31, 1997 and she came to see me from miles away, hoping to live the remainder of her life with friends and family. It was not to be, as death would come quickly. I never new the strain of having to tell someone they were dying. To tell them they had an incurable disease, cancer, tumors, and her body was turning ... More..
Other What to say to the world in your 15 minutes of fame: 9 of 116

In my fifteen minutes of fame it would be imperative to let the world know the single most important possession we should strive for is happiness. Without happiness everything else we have is worthless and useless. If we aren't happy we can't enjoy love. Without happiness we won't enjoy our family and then our friends. We wil... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Grandparents: 4 of 49

It is January and cold in San Jose, California. Usually the temperature is moderate but today I need a coat and find I am glad to be wearing one as I walk the couple of miles to my grandparents house. My grandmother is sick and the doctor's don't expect her to live very long. I find I am sad and extremely emotional because I ... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Your earliest memory: 27 of 310

Though it doesn't seem possible my earliest memory is of when I had pneumonia at the age of 2 and I was in my crib. I remember steam all around me and feeling wet, coughing constantly and coughing hard, crying because of fever and chest pain. When my mom realized I had pneumonia she placed a large plastic sheet over my crib a... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Rain: 2 of 21

Standing at the rivers edge, I watch as the water rises ever so slowly to meet the toes of my shoes. It is raining and has been for days. Rain cascading in sheets of muddy water as it careens down the sides of the mountains that surround the small town where few people live. Farther upstream and around the bend where my eyes ... More..
Other Thinking about the future: 13 of 131

When I was younger I thought about the future a lot. I wondered at what my life would be like. Would I be married? Would I have children? I couldn't know for sure but I wondered. Was I going to be rich and live in a big log cabin in the mountains with lots of land and plenty of places to hike? Would I grow old and see my gran... More..