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In_The_Wind's Journal
In_The_Wind's Journal
September 13, 2013

Is it safe to use the microwave.

I should make breakfast.
September 13, 2013

Rumor is:

Meta has jumped the shark.
September 13, 2013


September 13, 2013

This is the best I can do on short notice ...


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September 12, 2013

True beauty

September 12, 2013

Perhaps it was about fashion.

But she made good use of hats as props also.
September 12, 2013

Lucille Ball. What's My Line?

It really was a great show when I was a child.
September 11, 2013


But then ... I return to normal after I stop fuming.
September 11, 2013

I was recovering from a neck injury.

Sitting safely in my home, 120 miles north on NYC.
I sat and cried ... then turned the TV off for almost a year.

On Thursday I drove south on the NJ Turnpike. I'll never forget the way NYC looked.

I spent the next week in Cape May - bird watching. Celebrating the fact that I was alive.

I lost one good friend due to 9/11. He was working in the subway tunnels. Steve came up, above ground and worked alongside the first responders trying to save lives. Sadly he lost his years later when a little spot on his left lung bloomed into cancer. Miss you my friend. You always gave your all to help those in need.

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Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
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About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!
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