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April is the cruelest month April 20, 2013

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Martin Richard, Boston Marathon

April 15, 2013



Columbine High School

April 20, 1999



Oklahoma City

April 19, 1995




The Persistence of Memory


thumbing through

a book of old tattered pictures

a 50 cent purchase from some stranger’s yard



unfamiliar faces from a sepia-toned life

fingers of melancholy shifting inside

cascades of sorrow

invisible hand wiping away

a haunting of tears




Send Your Love December 17, 2012





‘Wall Of Love’ Website Collects Handwritten Messages Of Support For Newtown (PHOTOS)


Wall of Love



No one left behind … September 20, 2012

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POW/MIA Recognition Day honors service members

National POW/MIA Recognition Day

POW/MIA flag

Bringing Jerry Home

Vietnam War POW/MIA issue

POW/MIA bracelets



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i lay down on my left

i fall asleep on my right

i wake up on my back

forever alone

with you in my heart



11 years September 11, 2012

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“No Responders Left Behind” September 10, 2011


Feal Good Foundation

You’ve Got – John Feal

9/11 first responders dedicated to helping others

Finally! Pressured Senators Approve James Zadroga 9/11 Health Bill



HOW DID I NOT KNOW? April 28, 2011

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Came to my blog today to post a Tribute page for the late Phoebe Snow. This was the last thing I had previously posted; or rather reposted/reblogged.


I had also posted something I worked up the day before for the WordPress PostADay2011 challenge.
What struck me weren’t the posts themselves, it was the date. April 25.


Some dates in your life you just remember automatically. The birthdays of loved ones, your own birthday. April 25? My dad died on April 25, in 1989. And I know that did not register with me at all that day. My mom died in 1979. I know I acknowledged it when January 16 came around this year. But not my dad. That’s gotta be the first time that’s happened.


How is that possible? How could I just go about my normal day without any conscious recognition of it? And what does that even mean?


I’m not really sure how I feel about this.



Remembrance January 6, 2011

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So, okay. I’ve made my decision. I’m not going. To the wake. (See original post here) Frankly just thinking about it creeps me out. I choose to remember Bernadette alive. Not waxy, embalmed and resting on pillows in a fancy box.








Fits perfectly January 5, 2011

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“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she’d want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.


David Harkin, British poet and painter