Category: My Life
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Understanding Egyptians
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Well, I hope I haven’t misled you with my title. This is not about peace treaties or terrorism or anything of the sort. No, this is how I have come to understand why Egyptians worshipped the cat. Yes, that’s right, I have been converted. Well, I guess converted is the…
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Day 7 060906
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Day 7 of my parents’ visit (I won’t be doing a day 8 because really it was just the saying of goodbyes and expressions of love and leaving them at the airport.) The Procedure But first I have to tell you, my dad had some things to say about the…
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Day 6 060806
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Day 6 of my parents’ visit “Thursday. This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.” … Arthur Dent. The appointment time has come. First over to the hospital to get new x-rays taken, then to the doctor’s office. Mom says, “It sure would be nice if…
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Day 5 060706
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Day 5 of my parents’ visit (I haven’t been telling you everyone who was there each day because I jotted things down on 3×5 cards as they were happening so I could remember to blog about them later. I didn’t spend a lot of time on the computer this last…
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Day 4 060606
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BTW, Happy birthday Ashley and Happy Birthday U.S. Army and Happy Flagday everybody! Day 4 of my parents’ visit Uh-oh. 060606, A day of superstitious lore. Mom spent the whole day worrying that either something bad was going to happen or the rapture would take place or something big. The big news, which the media couldn’t…
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Day 3 060506
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Day 3 of my parents’ visit My dad is a good conversationalist (when he has his hearing aids on and is looking right at you) and story-teller so you will hear a little more about him than my mom, who, although she is not a quiet person, just isn’t as…
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Day 2 060406
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Day 2 of my parents’ visit “You have the friendliest church, Herbie.” “Some of them people still remembered us from last time. They were real nice.” So the day started pretty good, although mom got winded and tired out going from the handicapped parking to the first bank of pews.…
