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Bess... sigh... I think I must disagree with you for once... By 11:28 PM , at
Bess, you are so clever! I think I will copy your little quiz and pass it on to friends. Very cute questions. I love the story about the scare..so,so funny! By 12:31 PM , at
Bess, I loved your meme. May not post all of it on my blog though just because my grandfather reads on a regular basis. P.S. I've missed your comments and pick-me-ups on my blog but your slow connection explains it. Just to let you know, that after posting my answer to the one question here in the comments, I did finally manage to make my internet connection like my blog today and updated and did the meme there... (I think I am going to have to start blogging before I come home in the afternoon until I get in my house with good internet...but I know you understand that one - at least mine IS fast - when it works!) By 11:50 PM , atSubscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Saturday, July 22, 2006 A MEME FOR YOUYOU I’ve gotten several memes in the past and they’ve mostly all been fun, so I thought I’d make up my own. Instead of e-mailing it out (just in case you are one who feels burdened by these things) I’m posting it here. Feel free to blog your response or leave it as a comment and put as few or as many answers as you want to share. Here’ goes. What was the scariest thing (or one of them if you’ve had many adventures) you ever experienced? Back in the olden days when we lived in a little cabin with no electricity or plumbing, BD worked a swing shift at a local factory. When he pulled the 11-7 shift he’d have breakfast around 10 and then leave for work about 10:30. We had a little battery operated radio that picked up CBS television out of Richmond and I often stayed up to listen to the 11 o’clock news. One night I fell asleep and was wakened by the sound of men walking up the path from the east woods, yelling at each other as they came nearer and nearer to the cabin. There I was, alone with a 1 year old -no phone - no neighbors - with at least three strange men walking through my woods at midnight, a mile from the nearest hard surface road. I was out of bed, across the cabin, throwing the bar across the door and reaching for the shotgun before I heard those fateful words.... "Beam me up, Scotty." Yep. It was StarTrek re-runs on the late night television. Do you plan to retire where you are right now or move somewhere else? Stay right here. Three little gifts you’re always glad to get: Flowers Real mail Something hand made 4 careers you might have enjoyed: Events planner at a large hotel Elementary school teacher Journalist Independently wealthy dilettante A book you loved as a child but found disappointing as an adult: Les Miserables - way too black and white to be realistic - but I sure was swept away at 12. "Somebody ought to do (invent, make, write) that! A magazine of hairstyles for women over 40 Where or on what could you easily drop $100? - up to 5 Yarn Makeup Gourmet/organic/specialty food Books Plants Name an adult, not a parent, who really had an impact on you before you were 18 and what made such an impression. There were so many. They were nearly all teachers, adults I had to please to survive, but who made it easy to do so and in exchange, offered me new ways of seeing things, new ways of understanding things, new ways of making it, out there in the big world. I offer only one, among the many: Mrs. Keany, my 12th grade English teacher, who taught me the craft of writing and showed me, for the first time, what structure can do to free up artistic talent. It is knowledge that has helped me in many other areas of my life as well. Whenever I can’t find my way out of a sticky situation I know to surround it with a structure and use that to work out the answer. Thank you Mrs. Keany. * * * |
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