I woke up this morning with an intense feeling of gratitude to be alive and to have the reduced, trimmed-down amount of Freedom I still have. Then started writing articles, listening to a woodpecker peck away at the pecan tree out my window. Then went out and picked a coupla ripe tomatoes in Prince William’s Garden.
Yesterday I wrote 3 articles and stayed up late writing. Just before going to bed I clicked on an email about Facebook. Decided to sign on to it. Signed off, then tried to find my site and a notice, “Invalid Password” popped up and thought that was the end of it.
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HAPPY HAPPENINGS ON THIS 4TH OF JULY (Issue 233)
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When I married a young handsome military pilot back in the 1940’s, I had no idea what I had signed on to. Nor did I know where it would eventually lead me.
Three days after marrying him, he was shipped to an Air Base in Biloxi, Mississippi and I didn’t see him again for six months. But he wrote to me almost every day.
The war ended and sometime after the mid-forties, he was released from the military, returned to civilian life, and we moved to Florida. I got a job working for United States Sugar Corporation, and he started a crop dusting business.
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How I Discovered Freedom After Twenty Years of Military Life: Part 1 of a 3 Part Series (Issue 166)
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