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Diary of a Construction Worker. Saturday, April 2, 2016. A man who could not see the end of his provisional existence was not able to aim at an ultimate goal in life. He ceased living for the future, in contrast to a man in normal life. His existence has become provisional and in a certain sense he cannot live for the future or aim at a goal. . 160;. 160;. 160;. Most men in a concentration camp believed that the real opportunities of life had passed. Yet, in reality.CONTENT
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Wednesday, March 21, 2018. if anyone is still out here on the recesses of the internet just let me say that 2009 was a wild time for baby Cord. Wednesday, May 13, 2009. Remember This from 2008? On the stink-o-tron it is a 1. Be on the look out for on of these. They are brown recluse s. Pider and one ,a. While ago, crawled across. Mers head and there bites are killer. Tuesday, March 17, 2009.
Friday, August 23, 2013. Have you ever met a designer that just gets you? Every piece in every collection is just so.
Monday, November 11, 2013. Thank you Veterans, past, present, and future for your sacrifice. We owe you more than we will ever be able to repay. In Flanders fields the poppies blow. Between the crosses, row on row,. That mark our place; and in the sky. The larks, still bravely singing, fly. Scarce heard amid the guns below. We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,. Loved and were loved, and now we lie,. Thursday, March 14, 2013.
The Diary of a Country Lady. Saturday, April 30, 2011. My thanks to all visitors and especially those who have left comments. Of course, IF I am suddenly inspired to write another novel and the characters refuse to stay dormant in my head, then write I must. But that will mean less blogging, not more! I have started on art work again. Walking is getting harder but best to make the most of what can be done even if it has to be done slower. Sitting too long at one time is not good! Become as a child.