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  Richard, February 5th 1971
Thirty nine years ago today at app. 12:15 Pm A little bundle was placed in my arms wrapped cocoon like in a blue blanket. He had his fist up trying to suck on it and was making those sweet little baby sounds. I unwrapped my bundle slowly examining and counting every finger and toe. I looked inside the diaper. They told me it was a boy but I wanted to make sure and couldn't really tell by the bald head. I checked each part of this treasure separately and mad... Read More

I had a fun job. Not many people are lucky enough to get one of those. Oh, it was deadly serious, and had to be done accurately, but my workmates were so delightful to work with and shared my occasionally wacky sense of humour. I was employed in a warehouse to take telephone orders for hardware items from the retail outlets that we supplied. There was no computer at the time, we wrote the orders in a book by hand so that we had a permanent copy of the customer‘s requirements. We then checked... Read More

Four Paths to Forever By Richard S. Lucas Eloquent Books ISBN: 978-1-60693-079-3 255 Pages     What would you do if you had heard that there was a secret gateway into another world? Would you set out to find it? Then this new book is for you! What an adventure!  I thoroughly enjoyed Four Paths to Forever by Richard S. Lucas!   When Sandra Adams was just a little girl, she often traveled with her father, one time visiting the ruins in Canyon DeChelly in northern Arizona. Ther... Read More

Vietnam: No Regrets   One Soldier’s Tour of Duty By J. Richard Watkins Aventine Press ISBN: 1593303033  193 Pages   Goo-oood Morning Vietnam! In an almost journalistic, diary style, J. Richard Watkins presents his own story in Vietnam: No Regrets – One Soldier’s Tour of Duty.   When a boy becomes a man in Vietnam, we cry with him.  We feel his fear.  We hear his prayers. And we rejoice when, after it is over, it is to his mother’s arms he first goes.&nbs... Read More

In the 1970s there was no weekend shopping. Instead, the shops used to stay open until 9pm on Friday nights. This meant going home for dinner and then back to work. On Friday nights, and also while the counter staff were at lunch, the costing clerks had to serve in the shop. There were always some men who thought women didn’t know anything, and put us through the hoops. Here’s an account of it that I wrote at the time. WOMEN IN HARDWARE Going back a few decades, it wasn't easy for women t... Read More

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