As I journey on in life and have just passed the half-century milestone; and said good-bye to a few important people over the years as they passed on; I have pondered, “does life mean more to us because we all eventually die?”...
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You’ve already figured out that I love, love, love the Olympics. You know this because I can’t...
Read MoreSuicide: Then and Now The day was September 22, 1972, I was 13 years old and had just begun 9th grade in Lubbock, Texas. My mother, Ossie, who the year before had attempted suicide by shooting herself in the chest and narrowly...
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At three years old, the women who gave birth to her chose drugs and alcohol. The preschooler began...
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A crazy world! Nudity is ok but covering is not. And who is this for? The woman’s best...
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