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  • Growing up with very little relationship, it is still hard as an adult to hear others explain the man my father was to them- when I still am at odds with what his absence did to me

    Songs of My Father

    Songs of My Father

    by Jennifer B3

  • The 90s were a different time during the infamous 'Black Friday'. Alexis takes a look back on the earlier days of Black Friday and reflects on what it has become.

    Growing Up With Black Friday

    Growing Up With Black Friday

    by Alexis2

  • For months, I continued to suffer in silence unable to tell anyone that each day I was closer to the brink of self destruction and crying out for help. Then I took the first steps of getting help.

    First Steps: Seeking Help For My Anxiety Disorder

    First Steps: Seeking Help For My Anxiety Disorder

    by Jennifer B0

  • If you or your mom or grandmother knows about Cat Head Biscuits, you are all blessed. My mom made Cat Head Biscuits and was very blessed.

    Momma's Cat Head Biscuits

    Momma's Cat Head Biscuits

    by Kenneth Avery8

  • The story of my semicolon tattoo and what it means for the rest of my life.

    Underage Tattoos

    Underage Tattoos

    by Bella Marie Poetry9

  • My dad served in the Home Guard in World War II Britain before joining the Royal Air Force. He manned antiaircraft rockets when the German bombers raided Birmingham and later guarded German POWs.

    World War 2 History: My Dad was in Dad’s Army

    World War 2 History: My Dad was in Dad’s Army

    by David Hunt28

  • A woman's character is reflected in her holiday cooking. Mother was a unique lady, a first generation American. Her pioneer spirit definitely showed in her fruitcake--the world's best!

    The World's Best Fruitcake, a Memoir

    The World's Best Fruitcake, a Memoir

    by Marie Flint11

  • Who isn't full of memories? I have my share and these are of a time when my children were young and life was wonderful.

    Wistful Winter Memories

    Wistful Winter Memories

    by Jackie Lynnley16

  • When you think you will never meet “the one” and life smiles on you and you find a love that grows deeper every day! I met my husband on a blind date, he was 38, and I was 39 years old. We have shared 28 wonderful years together! Don't ever give up on love, it happens so unexpected!

    I Met The Love of My Life on a Blind Date!

    I Met The Love of My Life on a Blind Date!

    by Margie Lynn6

  • The first of December, my dear mother's birthday. It will always be one of my most special days as it has been since I was a child and worked for whatever I could get to always have a present for her.

    The First of December - A Day to Remember

    The First of December - A Day to Remember

    by Jackie Lynnley43

  • How an Innocuous 2004 Dinner with a Former Collections Client Led to a Literary Feeding Frenzy, and a Rightful Outcome.

    John Steinbeck and Me

    John Steinbeck and Me

    by Joel Eisenberg2

  • My life with a schizophrenic. He was also diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), the new way to say multiple personalities. We were together 5 years.

    Living With a Schizophrenic

    Living With a Schizophrenic

    by Kari Poulsen24

  • In June 2010 I decided to go back to college. Four years later I graduated with the bachelor's and two later, the master's; soon the doctoral degree. It is never too late to improve oneself.

    An Unlikely Journey

    An Unlikely Journey

    by MacDonald Chaava0

  • Memories from the War to End All Wars still linger, nearly one hundred years after it began. Travelling through France and Belgium it is impossible not to be touched by the horrors which are still visible in the landscape.

    A Corner Of A Forgotten Field

    A Corner Of A Forgotten Field

    by Anne Harrison47

  • School children are sometimes amazing. And sometimes, in my case, very stupid. You will agree when you read this piece.

    The Dangerous Pocket Watch "Trade"

    The Dangerous Pocket Watch "Trade"

    by Kenneth Avery8

  • Christmas can be a magical time of year. It can also be challenging, particularly in case of serious illness or the passing of a loved one. Here are my thoughts on finding peace during the holidays.

    Christmas Meanings and Memories

    Christmas Meanings and Memories

    by Carolyn Fields2

  • Angelica Hairston was born to play the harp, but the young African American musician is striving for a higher goal by challenging the stats to empower classical artists of color.

    Harp Angel on a Mission

    Harp Angel on a Mission

    by Your Cousins4

  • With the a dysfunctional workplace starting to effect my health, I knew it was time to explore other opportunities rather the continue to let a bad company ruin me.

    When I Knew It Was Time for a New Career

    When I Knew It Was Time for a New Career

    by Jennifer B2

  • A Christmas shopper's dilemma: should you brave the inclement British weather or stay home and shop online? The supposed arrival of the end of the world on 22nd Dec 2012 added to all the fun!

    Christmas Shopping

    Christmas Shopping

    by Stella Kaye2

  • Come join us to relive teenage memories of a husband from New Orleans and a wife from North Louisiana featuring old photos and their favorite songs, activities and places from the 1950's and 60's.

    Memories of Louisiana Baby Boomers

    Memories of Louisiana Baby Boomers

    by Yvonne L. B.16

  • The kindness of one elderly man changed my life and made me feel worthy. The stories of his wife reminded me that people face tragedy and loss silently. I learned about kindness changed me forever.

    A Touch Of Kindness Gives Life Meaning

    A Touch Of Kindness Gives Life Meaning

    by Denise McGill22

  • The brave Incas, who ruled most of South America for centuries until the beginning of the 16th century, when they succumbed to the Spanish conquerors. Expert builders, farmers and benevolent rulers.

    Memorable Trip to the Land of the Incas

    Memorable Trip to the Land of the Incas

    by Prakash Dighe4

  • This is the second and last hub on the search for my aunt Rose. It brings closure to the first hub published on my pages. Thanks to all who have offered me encouragement throughout my efforts. It is a sad end but now the search is over. - Graham.

    My Family: Aunt Rosie, the End

    My Family: Aunt Rosie, the End

    by Graham Lee28

  • His name was, and hopefully is, Joe Collier, a friend of mine in 1970. He had just did one tour of duty in Vietnam. The rest he told me I am now sharing with you.

    More News From Joe About how Life was in 'Nam

    More News From Joe About how Life was in 'Nam

    by Kenneth Avery10

  • "I grew up in rural Arkansas on Route 4. That road is now called Dixon Road. Our house was across the street from Primrose Methodist Church and a few houses down from Granite Mountain Hospital, operated by Dr. Samuel P. Junkin, my grandfather. When...

    Arkansas Christmas

    Arkansas Christmas

    by Sue Pratt10

  • One wouldn’t typically think his or her hair color would determine many aspects of his or her life.  However, if you are born with red hair it is the norm. 

    Life As A Redhead - Living with Red Hair

    Life As A Redhead - Living with Red Hair

    by Sondra106

  • I gave birth and for the first time in my life I have consciously realized, with my whole being, that I have a mother too. And I needed her, I needed her more than anything. But she wasn't there.

    Being a Mother Without a Mother

    Being a Mother Without a Mother

    by Ksenija4

  • Al Capp could have modeled Sadie Hawkins after my grandmother. Was grandfather a flabbergasted victim or did he intentionally play right into her pretty little hands? This is a true story.

    My Grandparents' Ozark Love Story

    My Grandparents' Ozark Love Story

    by Doris James-MizBejabbers22

  • Military Brats are a unique subculture that have long been ignored by sociologists.

    Growing Up a Military Brat

    Growing Up a Military Brat

    by Melissa Reese Etheridge50

  • As I approach the big "70," turning 69 this March, dealing with change has become the biggest challenge in my life. Not knowing what surprises and

    Things Change:  Why Is It So Hard/

    Things Change: Why Is It So Hard/

    by Sue Pratt4

  • Someone was actually paying me to drive them around Downtown Dallas in a brand new Cadillac. What could possibly go wrong?

    My Day as the Chauffeur

    My Day as the Chauffeur

    by Peg Cole86

  • In this article, I recall special times with mom and dad. My memories include family activities, summer visits back home to Wisconsin, and traveling together over the years.

    Special Memories of Mom and Dad

    Special Memories of Mom and Dad

    by Paul Richard Kuehn12

  • Knocking, teaching, loving, loss, endurance, faith.

    Life is Calling

    Life is Calling

    by Rolly A Chabot4

  • Finding your cat dead first thing in the morning can crush you. Here is the first stage of my grieving.

    Grieving for Esme

    Grieving for Esme

    by Christopher Peruzzi4

  • My mom and dad Geertje (Muys) Meijst and Synco Schram de Jong, got married just before WW2, this is their love story.

    The Love Story Of My Mom And Dad

    The Love Story Of My Mom And Dad

    by Titia Geertman32

  • They say: "A word to the wise is sufficient", but sometimes it takes more than just a word to distill the moral. And this is what this short story is about, so read carefully.

    The Wisdom of Accidents

    The Wisdom of Accidents

    by Ala Hafferssas4

  • This is all about the one and only time! I met my maternal grandfather, Jerry Reed, when I was 13 years old.

    My Grand Dad Jerry Reed!

    My Grand Dad Jerry Reed!

    by The Medicine Man0

  • Ah, it comes to me now, he is the only fatherly man who spent time with me as a young girl. He always encouraged me, so few did. Perhaps, that is why I am visiting him.

    Last Visit with Grandfather

    Last Visit with Grandfather

    by Kenna McHugh5

  • When my parents found out I was gay, their reaction was of anger and fear for my future. I chose to flee, not fight, spending the next 25 years across the world. Eventually, I had to come home ...

    The Gay Prodigal Son's Return

    The Gay Prodigal Son's Return

    by BJ Emond1

  • In the 1940s and early 50s we were brought up and disciplined quite differently to the way that most children are today. This hub allows you to take a peek at how one working class mum did it.

    Working Class Life - A 1950s Mum and discipline

    Working Class Life - A 1950s Mum and discipline

    by maggs2246

  • Like my father said, “Life is short. We have to be ready and know how it is to be with God when we pass away. That’s because we will never know when it will happen. It could happen tonight, tomorrow, next week, next month—it will happen.” Life goes so fast…

    Life Goes So Fast: A Eulogy For Nestor de Villa

    Life Goes So Fast: A Eulogy For Nestor de Villa

    by Gicky Soriano18

  • I love Thanksgiving, but it always brings back the memory of the 60's and how so many of our boys were sent to Vietnam. This is the story of my brother. My older and loved brother. My only brother!

    A Story of Thanksgiving, My Brother, and Vietnam

    A Story of Thanksgiving, My Brother, and Vietnam

    by Rachel L Alba36

  • this article is based on a true story. It is about overdosed heroin addict, and the affects it had on her family, roommates, and medical staff as they struggle to save her life, and life support

    No More Pain. Heroin Overdose.

    No More Pain. Heroin Overdose.

    by Regina Groves0

  • Experiencing a major hurricane should be a once in a lifetime experience. You emerge from it wiser and more mature and your perspective on life can never be the same again.

    Experiencing Hurricane Maria

    Experiencing Hurricane Maria

    by Joyette Fabien6

  • Edith Piaf was known as "The Little Sparrow." I wrote a biographical poem to honor Piaf and her talent and to tell a little about her success and, also, her sadness.

    Edith Piaf: The Little Sparrow with No Regrets

    Edith Piaf: The Little Sparrow with No Regrets

    by Catherine Giordano8

  • I was born on the third day in the month of April, on the year of the snake,1965. I'm the fourth child in the family of 7 children that consist of 4 male and 3 female. I don't remember much during the early years of my infant life as I never heard...

    A Story of Myself

    A Story of Myself

    by Chris salako35

  • This is another true tale from my "simple," teenage life. And this narrative taught me how to not be too suspicious of Substitute teachers.

    The Day of The Too-Cool Sub. PE Teacher

    The Day of The Too-Cool Sub. PE Teacher

    by Kenneth Avery0

  • Death. The longer we live, the more of it we see. What does it take to watch loved ones pass on? What gives meaning in the midst dying? This essay is based on the courage and experiences of my mother.

    Courage to Watch Them Die: An Essay by cam

    Courage to Watch Them Die: An Essay by cam

    by Chris Mills19

  • My Grandma is a games person and she loved to play with her grandchildren. A story of how we played Scrabble, no matter what. We played Scrabble while driving and Scrabble even as my Grandma started to lose her sight. Scrabble fans will definitely appreciate this article about diehard devotion to Scrabble.

    Is It Illegal to Play Scrabble While Driving: Scrabble with my Grandma

    Is It Illegal to Play Scrabble While Driving: Scrabble with my Grandma

    by Sharilee Swaity48

  • Finally, the unvarnished truth about Abitibi Canyon and it's residents! Were the Canyonites really tough? Were the curling rocks rigged? The truth is revealed in this explosive article!

    Abitibi Canyon - a world of its own

    Abitibi Canyon - a world of its own

    by Bob Hunter20

  • They are few in number, but not extinct. The Small Diners. If you've never visited a small diner, you have missed a true slice of real life. And it's all tasty.

    Danger and Dancing Built the Dance Halls

    Danger and Dancing Built the Dance Halls

    by Kenneth Avery2

  • This article relates the story of my first exposure to the stewardess career field and the details of training at "Stew School."

    Girdles with Garters

    Girdles with Garters

    by GG Baba19

  • As a child I was born and raised in a military family; with my father serving in the United States Air Force for over 20 years before retiring. The military dependant life sometimes was not the greatest due to all the relocating that you would have...

    Military Life: Living on Hickam Air Force Base, Hawaii

    Military Life: Living on Hickam Air Force Base, Hawaii

    by stylezink10

  • There isn't a day that goes by when I don't have a depressive thought. But I know he is there for me no matter what.

    Being in Love While Depressed

    Being in Love While Depressed

    by Claire Miller1

  • Taxi driving was a great adventure. Never a boring day but I had an experience that I will never forget. My story.

    My Experiences as a Taxi driver

    My Experiences as a Taxi driver

    by Angel Caleb Santos19

  • I was too shy to ask the librarian where the children’s books were located, so the first books I read were adult novels & poems located in the perfect spot for the extremely bashful— near the exit.

    Eight Memories of Reading

    Eight Memories of Reading

    by Jill Spencer16

  • Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, not because of personal memories, but because of wonderful stories I read in books. Here, I tell how I took the courage to create memories of my own.

    The Thanksgiving I Broke Loose

    The Thanksgiving I Broke Loose

    by Yoleen Lucas9

  • My best friend who I could not locate and her tragic but beautiful story.

    My Best Friend, Jean

    My Best Friend, Jean

    by Jackie Lynnley30

  • When you don't live close to a good field you have to work and make one!!

    The Ball Field

    The Ball Field

    by Larry W Fish2

  • Definitely looks like the product of a nuclear waste spill, doesn't it? When I was growing up, nothing was more fun than catching critters and keeping them as pets. There was a lot of fun to be had collecting ants and putting them in a jar...

    Mudpuppy Hunting

    Mudpuppy Hunting

    by spryte30

  • How I managed to come out with a brighter mind, heart, and soul from the grasp of a monstrosity disguised as a human being.

    Unraveling the Monster I Loved

    Unraveling the Monster I Loved

    by Ruby Noel1

  • More than 30 years ago, I came close to participating in the National Spelling Bee in Washington, D.C... but my skills betrayed me at the worst possible time.

    I Was a Spelling Bee Washout

    I Was a Spelling Bee Washout

    by Keith Abt14

  • If you are human, then you are like me in finding that some things that people say is really very ignorant.

    Is my First Name not Enough?

    Is my First Name not Enough?

    by Kenneth Avery5

  • The day I ran out of gas on the way to the airport was one I'll never forget.

    Hitchhiking in Dallas

    Hitchhiking in Dallas

    by Peg Cole38

  • A memoir about the events at a street party in the UK to celebrate the Queen's Silver Jubilee in 1977. The residents raised funds for the event and community spirit was at an all time high.

    The Painting Competition

    The Painting Competition

    by Stella Kaye0

  • My college room-mate lost her mother shortly before Christmas in 1985. I remember the tearful phone call asking if I'd seen the news, requesting that I not talk to any media...and then begging me to come to her mother's home in Connecticut because...

    Maginel's Mother - My Memories of Anne Baxter

    Maginel's Mother - My Memories of Anne Baxter

    by spryte140

  • The railroad brought me into Huntington, WV in 1976. A train did not actucally bring me but my dad worked for The Chessie System and he was transferred from Cumberland, Maryland to Huntington, WV. He began to work at the old OH Building where the DMV is now on Madison Avenue. The following is some of my memories of Huntington. I have collected pictures of Huntington through the years and some blogs I have written about some of my favorite memories of Huntington and some of my favorite stories

    Memories Of Huntington, WV

    Memories Of Huntington, WV

    by Alligator Jackson2

  • This article provides a first-person biography of artist Arco Tung-Sol, who lived from 1937 to 2003 and produced numerous impressive works of art. Many photos of his artwork are offered as well.

    Arco Tung-Sol: Painter, Sculptor and Bon Vivant

    Arco Tung-Sol: Painter, Sculptor and Bon Vivant

    by Kelley9

  • In the presence of my husband's drug abuse, I was forced to make another impossible decision or risk losing my child.

    I Destroyed the Family!

    I Destroyed the Family!

    by Denalia Evans3

  • This story of incest is written from the perspective of a child born as a result of incest. Today I doubt that a twelve-year-old girl would have gone full term but this was the 1940’s.

    A story of Incest and one of its after effects

    A story of Incest and one of its after effects

    by maggs22487

  • Cooking my first Thanksgiving dinner was not supposed to be a disaster, nor was it supposed to be funny. It ended up being both. But all good plans can go awry...

    My First Thanksgiving Disaster

    My First Thanksgiving Disaster

    by Stephanie Henkel47

  • My great uncle Copeland Charles Burg wrote stories about his life in Livingston, Montana in the early 20th century. I would like to share one of his stories.

    Memoirs of a WWI Soldier

    Memoirs of a WWI Soldier

    by Shelley H Cruz4

  • This is one of my favorite photos of my husband Scott. It was taken on our wedding day, and yes, that is the judges actual seat and gavel in the actual courtroom where we were married. Those are also Scott's actual fingers holding that gavel, the...

    Life is Good!

    Life is Good!

    by Bambi Watson49

  • Thirteen years ago this June, we discovered that the feral cat that had taken up residence in our backyard was not a he, but a she. So we named her Frankie instead of Frank. She had a litter of six kittens under a sheet of plywood that was leaning...

    Feral Cats, Are They Always Feral?

    Feral Cats, Are They Always Feral?

    by Sue Pratt6

  • This is a True Narrative. If you were living in 1970, then you should get a kick with this story plus, you might relive a few of your own special memories.

    Our Fool-Proof Anti-Vietnam War Escape Plan

    Our Fool-Proof Anti-Vietnam War Escape Plan

    by Kenneth Avery8

  • Life has been tough growing up without Dad. I just wonder, when we get to catch up, if we ever get to catch up.... what type of man were you.

    Hey Dad! How's It Been?

    Hey Dad! How's It Been?

    by Xavier2

  • Sometimes it takes writing about it to realize the truth...

    Who Am I: An Essay

    Who Am I: An Essay

    by Mackenzie Skelton0

  • My son is a man of character, heart, wit, love, and pure tenderness. My wish for him is that he portrays these attributes to those around him. On his Birthday, I wrote this to convey my love to him.

    A Mother's Wish To Her Son

    A Mother's Wish To Her Son

    by CJ0

  • The sad story of a family secret, a family tragedy. I searched for the whereabouts of my aunt Rose. She had not been seen for many years. This is the first of two hubs on my pages, regarding the search and eventual closure of a tragic and painful life. Please see hub No 2 for the follow up.

    My Family: Aunt Rosie, a Secret a Tragedy

    My Family: Aunt Rosie, a Secret a Tragedy

    by Graham Lee64

  • Trish Burr is the epitome of the well-known phrase, 'Practice Makes Perfect'. Her delicately embroidered birds, flowers and portraits are in a class all their own. Have a look at some of these gorgeous three-dimensional works of art. Our grandmothers did some lovely embroideries but they were nothing like this.

    Embroideries of Trish Burr -- True Inspirations

    Embroideries of Trish Burr -- True Inspirations

    by Pamela Kinnaird W27

  • My parents stopped moving in a small town in north Florida. Looking back I have fun memories of a nature-filled childhood.

    Nature Deficit ...Not

    Nature Deficit ...Not

    by Kathy Burton5

  • Sergeant Georgina Stone joined the Airforce in World War 2. But that didn't stop her getting caught up in hilarious pranks! Includes being chased by a Spitfire, losing her dignity and her skirt while putting on a parachute, knocking out a ghost and last but not least getting cosy with a King! Just another day in the life of my mother the WAAF!

    Sergeant Georgina Stone - Funny Tales From Her Time In The RAF.

    Sergeant Georgina Stone - Funny Tales From Her Time In The RAF.

    by Nell Rose49

  • At age seven, from a poor background, things were simple, but yet so memorable at the first school house that I had ever attended. Enjoy.

    In Praise of My Peach Drink

    In Praise of My Peach Drink

    by Kenneth Avery8

  • This is the story of a remarkable woman born when Queen Victoria was still on the throne. It tells of life back in the early 1900s and the hardships of raising a family of ten children in a two bedroomed house in Birkenhead. Life back then was very different and every day was a battle.

    A Victorian Woman of Substance

    A Victorian Woman of Substance

    by maggs22413

  • I love being a Dad to my two kids. I first wrote this just after the birth of my Daughter as an homage to how I felt.

    My Fatherhood Journey

    My Fatherhood Journey

    by stereomike838

  • Ann Street, Greenock, 1967 McLean Museum - Eugene Mehat My mother grew up in Greenock, Scotland. She was born there, at The Rankin Hospital, and lived in the town until she was nineteen years old. She still remembers the exact addresses she lived at...

    Greenock, Then and Now

    Greenock, Then and Now

    by fi fi43

  • A 23 year- old gold seeker arrived in San Francisco from Massachusetts in 1854. His observations and opinions of the California Gold Rush are recorded in well preserved letters.

    Letters of a Gold Rush Pioneer

    Letters of a Gold Rush Pioneer

    by Rochelle Frank26

  • As the last of the shops on Belmont and Clark closed up shop to make way for a Super Target, I knew the city where I spent so much of my childhood stopped being the background for my dreams.

    Losing the Chicago I Grew up In

    Losing the Chicago I Grew up In

    by Jennifer B0

  • I hope that you enjoy my meeting "Alvin," not his real name and the night that I met him managing a convenience store.

    One Night in a Convenience Store

    One Night in a Convenience Store

    by Kenneth Avery4

  • Jimmy Jean offers classes for small groups in the North Dordogne, South Charente regions of France. He wants his students to speak the language in the vernacular.

    French Lessons With Jimmy Jean

    French Lessons With Jimmy Jean

    by Annabelle Johnson3

  • Below is a copy of the eulogy that I gave at my grandfather's funeral in June 2009.  It was difficult for me to go in front of hundreds of people and say these words at such a sad time, but I felt that it was something I owed him and a testament to...

    A Final Farewell to My Grandfather

    A Final Farewell to My Grandfather

    by kkolosh0

  • When I was a child, from the age of one year old, I was always surrounded by animals, including dogs, rabbits, birds, rodents and fish. I had a great childhood and it also taught me to love animals.

    Growing Up around Animals is Good for Children

    Growing Up around Animals is Good for Children

    by Karen Evans5

  • One hundred years ago America fought the first World War. Have you forgotten? I will not forget. My grandfather has left behind a treasure trove of letters I read often.

    World War I Anniversary

    World War I Anniversary

    by Joanna0

  • One of the Wassailing traditions is to toast the apple trees and scare away any blight lurking in the orchards. I headed to Worcestershire, England, to take part in a traditional orchard wassail.

    A Worcestershire Orchard Wassail

    A Worcestershire Orchard Wassail

    by Pollyanna Jones9

  • Irish family immigrated to Australia in 1967 on the Castel Felice as £10 Poms. Memories of a railway worker who worked on the London Underground and then immigrated to Australia and worked for the South Australian Railways.

    Memoirs of My Father Working in Australia in 1967

    Memoirs of My Father Working in Australia in 1967

    by L M Reid13

  • Losing a brother and the journey it sets you on...

    Brother of One

    Brother of One

    by Michael0

  • This hub tackles the reputation of Latin prayers in this modern world. This tells about a true account of a soldier in relation to life and the power of prayer.

    ORACION: Are Latin Prayers Powerful?

    ORACION: Are Latin Prayers Powerful?

    by go-barbara-go9

  • I was born at the beginning of the New Year in 1973. Suddenly, it seems like a very, very long time ago. Age does have a certain habit of creeping up on you in a way you thought it never would, teasing you with long days of eternal youth before one...

    A Childhood in the 70s and 80s

    A Childhood in the 70s and 80s

    by Polly C12

  • Imagine the possibilities in your family history that brings amazing connections to your present. I highly recommend www.ancestry.com and www.23andme.com

    Genealogy: A Famous Canadian Dynasty

    Genealogy: A Famous Canadian Dynasty

    by Pathways thru life3

  • Letters to Presley... writing to my daughter who pass away.

    DearPresley

    DearPresley

    by Danielle Keith5

  • The true story of the power of prayer, the importance of Faith in our lives, and how it transformed my life.

    How I Got To Heaven

    How I Got To Heaven

    by Dan Dildy0

  • My birthday was March 14th. When I wrote the article about my 67th birthday, I did it on that day. Somehow this year I had no inspiration and decided to wait and let more things come to mind about the past year. Those of you who read my hubs know I...

    Growing Older:  Becoming 68

    Growing Older: Becoming 68

    by Sue Pratt6

  • As Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba says, the dreams in which He appears are real. The time taken for them to happen in reality varies from case to case. Here is an experience of a dream which manifested itself in months. Also follows a brief on what one should do when one gets a dream of Swami.

    What to do when God comes in our dreams...

    What to do when God comes in our dreams...

    by Aravind Balasubramanya19

  • Alex investigates a European country during a time of political turmoil. He summarizes some of the interesting notes of his visit in 2014.

    A Brief Summary of my Visit to the Ukraine

    A Brief Summary of my Visit to the Ukraine

    by Alexander James Guckenberger12

  • My dad passed away in October, 2017. This is not just another write-up for Hubpages...perhaps a way to pen my feelings. One more effort to feel a little lighter and cope with the loss of my Dad!

    Coping With The Death of My Dad

    Coping With The Death of My Dad

    by Sudipa5

  • My father learned to make silver jewelry while recovering from polio.

    A True Craftsman

    A True Craftsman

    by Larry W Fish0

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