Tag: memoir
member name: dianne j.
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February 14, 2008 04:16 PM EST --
This is the second of a 3-part series about my life at 35 Archbold Road. This part, although chronologically all over the place, provides background that I thought was needed before Part . . .
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March 01, 2008 10:35 AM EST --
I have been going home now for over two years. It all started when my mother had a stroke that put her in a nursing home. I decided I needed to move back to Michigan to be near her and to support my sister, . . .
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June 27, 2007 10:03 AM EDT --
When I decided to leave Lansing, I chose California because it was as far away as I could drive and still be in the United States. I consulted a fault map because I wanted nothing to do with earthquakes. . . .
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September 20, 2007 10:22 AM EDT --
When I was in fourth grade, my mother got fed up with the Catholic school we were attending. She hadn’t been happy with the previous Catholic school either. Religion was taught by fear and intimidation. . . .
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August 01, 2007 12:15 PM EDT --
Carol is my sister — my older sister. She is exactly nine days older than my older brother. I always wanted an older sister and when I was 17, I finally got one.
I met Carol at Western Michigan . . .
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September 19, 2007 10:58 AM EDT --
I graduated from college in 1967. I didn’t graduate until December because I changed majors in my senior year. I had been studying to be a social worker, but part of my epiphany was realizing that . . .
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March 16, 2008 11:55 AM EDT --
The very first memoir piece I wrote was for an assignment in the very first memoir-writing class I took. We were told to write about our childhood home. And thus began my career as an amateur memoir writer. . . .
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June 20, 2007 08:55 AM EDT --
Mum and Daddy
They met at a USO dance when he was stationed in Boston during the war. Mum had a cast on her leg and an engagement ring on her finger. She was engaged to the man who would later marry her . . .
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June 20, 2007 09:49 AM EDT --
Mum
There is no question that my mother is more responsible for the person I am than any other. As a child, I adored her. She was everything I was not, but wanted to be. I think many people envied . . .
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June 25, 2007 02:27 AM EDT --
She was walking along the side of the road in the rain. I was driving through the countryside, somewhere in the south of France. She had full shopping bags in both hands. She looked to be about the age . . .
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February 13, 2008 01:02 AM EST --
I met him in Madrid - in a campground. He appeared to be travelling with two girls, but it turned out that they were short-term companions. After they left, he found an excuse to introduce himself -- . . .
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February 06, 2008 12:17 PM EST --
When we decided that we had outgrown the house on Riley Street, my husband and I started looking for a house in the suburbs. Tim was still very picky (snobbish?) about where we lived. It had to be an . . .
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January 31, 2008 10:11 AM EST --
When I decided to leave Lansing, I chose California because it was as far away as I could drive and still be in the United States. I consulted a fault map because I wanted nothing to do with earthquakes. . . .
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February 27, 2008 10:45 AM EST --
This is the final installment of my three-part memoir about living at 35 Archbold Road.
Part 1 -- 35 Archbold Road
Part 2 -- The In- and Out-Laws
The color is not very good in . . .
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May 11, 2008 11:56 PM EDT --
It is a bit late in the day, but here is my contribution for Mother's Day. I wrote this in 2004, when my son was 20 years old.
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I always wanted . . .
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August 23, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
My sisters (Holly, Carol, Niki) and I have been taking an annual long-weekend trip for 14 years. Each year, we go to a different city. We laugh, we eat, we sightsee, we eat, we talk, we laugh. Three of . . .
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November 25, 2008 01:11 PM EST --
When I was a small child, my mother decorated the window seat in our dining room with a Christmas village. I was fascinated by that village. The houses were made of cardboard and had large Christmas lights . . .
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August 06, 2009 04:03 AM EDT --
I graduated from college in 1967. I didn’t graduate until December because I changed majors in my senior year. I had been studying to be a social worker, but part of my epiphany was realizing . . .
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September 15, 2009 10:09 AM EDT --
I’m going to tell you a story. It is a story that, if you saw it in a TV movie, you would roll your eyes and say, “Yeah, right. That is too farfetched” But this story is true. How . . .
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June 23, 2007 08:51 AM EDT --
I’m taking a risk here I know . . . to admit that I am not an animal lover. Those who are tend to think there is something sinister or deviant about the rest of us. I fear that no one will read my . . .
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