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Vintage pictures are some of our best memory triggers. But, you may be amazed at how certain smells and odors can conjure up memories, both good and not so good. Try this exercise. Close your eyes and think of the sweet scent of Mom's apple pie or cinnamon buns just coming...

Our big family of 10 kids squeezed into the smallest house in the neighborhood on Rockland Street. Dad continually added on to the little house as each new child was born. One of Mum's greatest dreams was to have a home that was finished. That wasn't ever going to happen on...

One of my most cherished keesakes is a hand-painted china playte my Grandmother, Nelley Jane Leverton Livermore gave me on the occastion of my marriage in 1954. On the back of the plate she has written: "My wedding present 1914 for Sonddra 1954".  

On the road again..! Acer rubrum To Zyzyphus jujuba Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Guns Take Their Toll In these times of a national subconscious fear about the next mass shooting, we all find ourselves choosing up sides regarding our own views about...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   If He Could Do It Over Again   The trappings of the modern world are so much a part of our daily lives that we seldom contemplate what it must be like in places where there...

On the road …again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Why Meeza Is Soooo…Cheep   First off, for those who don’t know heeza’s background, heeza is not a survivalist or a mountain man.  Heeza is a pragmatist and a realist who wants to share a...

On the road …again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Time Now To Burn Another American Flag   There were a few times that his neighbors had seen him burning an American flag in the back yard and probably were wondering what he was up...

  Growing up with two older sisters and a younger brother, each about two years apart, I longed to gain entry into ‘the big girls club.’ My brother, Kevin, was in a club – and room—of his own.   We three sisters shared a room, although I was a bit isolated...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Whistle Blower Wanna-Be   Did you ever want to blow the whistle on someone who was engaging in nefarious action, or inaction?  Of course you did.  But nobody likes a snitch, a rat, a back stabber,...

With nine siblings vacations were at a premium during my childhood. I can only remember going on vacation one time.  I think Dad knew someone from work who had a cottage down on Cape Cod in Barnstable. I'm sure he couldn't have afforded to rent a cottage so he took advantage...

On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   On Communications:  To Instruct….To Inform….To Entertain   “Let there be stoning” admonished the author of a presentation address at a technical conference. He might have shocked his audience, but he probably thought that it was...

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  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek    On Celebrating The 46th Anniversary Of Our Honeymoon    This contribution is a quicky, so its composition definitely will be edited and updated just as conveniently soon after my soulmate and I return from celebrating...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   The Other Side Of The Coin   Spoiler Alert:  This is another dream-induced chronicle entry that emanates from the undigested sludge of the cesspool thoughts of the Footloose Forester . There are various ways that its...

As I look back on the year 1947, I now realize it was one of those important years.   The main event took place January 11th when I became a big sister to my brother Jim.  Yesterday happens to have been my brother's 67th birthday!   On that Saturday morning 67...

  With ice and snow on the ground and no treadmill handy, one’s thoughts may turn again to the possibility of mall- walking, an activity enjoyed by some older folks. Unfortunately, if there was ever a place where I prefer not to tread for any reason, it is “The Mall.” A...

MY SECRET TO A LONG AND HAPPY MARRIAGE I am probably the last person who should be giving marriage advice. Although I can proudly claim having been married for 46 years as of today, I attribute the reason for my happy marriage all to my lovely wife, Christine. Here is why. ...

  PERSONAL HISTORY INTERVIEW PROMPTS   LIVING LEGACY PROJECT   Prepared by L. A. (Butch) Hibben, CLA This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. 951-322-5977 www.circlemending.org GENERATIONS Where did your great-grandparents come from? If it was other than the United States, why did they leave their homeland? Where did they live in the United States? What did...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   La Pizza In Tutto Il Mundo   While finishing a slice of hot pizza from an undistinguished establishment not usually known for good pizza (Sam’s Club in Salisbury, Maryland), the Bengal Tiger and The Bear started...

We would like to introduce you to Vaud Hanks.  He was born Feb. 4, 1930 and will be turning 84.  His parents, Mel and Nelda Hanks, lived in the house just south of Mel Hanks and Sons store on Main Street in Salem.  This is wehre he was born.  At that...