tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056815460076050228.post6908008132668684906..comments2023-11-22T06:35:25.251-05:00Comments on POE'S DEADLY DAUGHTERS: Quick rule change . . . hey, it's my post, my rules, or lack thereof . . .Julia Buckleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270211923343731659noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056815460076050228.post-27101337115747616482009-12-12T08:08:29.496-05:002009-12-12T08:08:29.496-05:00Nice story as for me. I'd like to read somethi...Nice story as for me. I'd like to read something more concerning this topic. Thnx for sharing that data.<br />Sexy Lady<br /><a href="http://www.baccaratgirls.com" rel="nofollow">English escorts</a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056815460076050228.post-53934075175728021552008-03-07T20:08:00.000-05:002008-03-07T20:08:00.000-05:00Lonnie, are your blog sisters eligible? This story...Lonnie, are your blog sisters eligible? This story from my life in the 1950s really is about memory. 1955, Girl Scout camp, it's the first day of camp and two dozen 10 and 11 year old girls and four counselors are sitting around the campfire circle. (No fire, it's daytime.) The head counselor teaches us a learning-everyone's-name game. The counselor starts by saying her name: "Lenny." The girl Elizabeth Zelvinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13944424094949207841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056815460076050228.post-40863949216889782002008-03-07T18:39:00.000-05:002008-03-07T18:39:00.000-05:00Wow! I love that one! Thanks for stopping by.Wow! I love that one! Thanks for stopping by.Lonnie Crusehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14617936690870869287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056815460076050228.post-13114708816595364482008-03-07T14:33:00.000-05:002008-03-07T14:33:00.000-05:00When I was two or three years old, I got lost in s...When I was two or three years old, I got lost in some woods near my house--my mother must have been distracted, and I just took off after our dog, evidently. I remember being lost, and then taking hold of the dog's tail and following it out of the woods. Looking back on it, that was pretty quick thinking for a baby! (And it was a wonderful dog!)Kathryn Lilleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05701558750790059307noreply@blogger.com