This is not mine; I was forwarded it by my step-brother. The Military The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either. ...

Well, we (my family) celebrated my youngest niece's birthday on the 14th. She turned five years old, Wow! I can hardly believe it... It seems like it was yesterday when she was born... She and i have a more paternal bond as i helped take care of her/raise her...(howevr you view it), we have a couple rituals we do everytime we encounter each other, theres "knuckles", which is where we touch our knuckles together, kinda corny, but its our thing. We also started (since i took them (both nieces) ...

#5 Modesto, California - *cough* California *cough* Actually, its a good place, just not for me... #4 Klamath Falls, Oregon - Home sweet home, but a bit too sweet... #3 Rogue River, Oregon - Just too dang "middle of here and ther"... #2 Gold Hill, Oregon - Wackos, nutcases, need i say more? #1 Ashland, Oregon - Way Too liberal for me... These places are all nice places...but, IMO they are (for me) not the most *ideal* places that i would want to live...

I've been doing some family geneaology recently and came upon two pieces of family info that made me shine. The first is a photo of a, Jacob Stadtfeld. He is my great-great-great-grandfather, from (then) Germany. It is followed by a photocopy of the obituary in the Oakland Tribune (June 2nd, 1906 ~ Evening Edition). The next bit is the obituary of a, Matthias (also spelled Mathias) King Gray [the 1st, as we know him]. He is another great-great-great-grandfather. He is fro...

NOTE: This is what i have researched so far, still looking, there may be changes in the future. *NOTE*: The pic above is of a different version. Below, it describes another version. ~Bailey~ (English) Origin: English Coat of Arms: Blue with nine silver stars. Crest: A black boar's head. Motto: Ubi bene ibi patria Motto Translated: One's country is where one is well Origin: English Spelling variations include: Baillie, Bailey, Bailie, Bayly, Bayley...

The glue that held my family (Aunt's side, mum's side) together, my grandma. Mary Louise Gray. She was awesome. She was an avid painter, extremely skilled. She taught classes right up to the day before she was hospitalized. (The next morning, she was getting ready, when my cousin Tawnia found her slumped over, a stroke...) I didn't find out until around noon. I was in school at the time. I was shell shocked. I'd last saw her the previous saturday. We'd played cards, and painted (i was trying ...

Why do I bother to always ask why you smoke? Why do I always get on your nerves? Why? Because I care. You’ve been smoking for decades, and, I don’t want you to die because of it. You know our family has a long history of bronchitis and other lung problems. You say you smoke because it is what gets you through long days, instead of reaching out and beating the occasional asshole you deal with at work. Perhaps it isn’t my place. However, I care. That is why I continually want to ask, find out, ...