Tag: journey
member name: Christopher Cole
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August 11, 2008 05:04 AM EDT --
I came to Woodstock to Die in 1969 - an angel saved my life....
I knew it would happen. It's 3:am in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm thinking about the trip I made back to Bethel NY . . .
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November 03, 2008 09:58 AM EST --
I wrote this response to an article written on an association against helping the autistic:
Listen brother, I had autism as a kid. I still suffer the aftermath with rare and isolated bouts of . . .
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November 26, 2007 06:37 PM EST --
One Sunday I decided to take a ride on my Yamaha 1100 VSar custom North along the Delaware River just outside of Philadelphia. Once on the road I followed the old canal which hugs the river and decided . . .
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October 28, 2007 04:49 PM EDT --
I have gained many friends since I first posted this poem:
Gnosis:
I once thought I could go it alone,
Embrace the things of this world, find my way home.
Exhausted . . .
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January 08, 2008 09:14 AM EST --
I write for the Woodstock Preservation site during the year. I received this gift in the form of an email at the beginning of the New Year from the director, Joanne. Her words were so inpsiring . . .
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May 05, 2008 07:06 AM EDT --
I turned fifty-nine years old today. Just before bed last night my grandson came into my room and asked to use the computer. I looked into his deep blue eyes and took his long black hair into . . .
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January 30, 2008 07:39 AM EST --
Who Am I...
I am a child who was battered
I am a kid with learning disorders
I am an adolescent who lost his best friend to suicide
I am a young man who loved deeply and lost
I am a seminarian . . .
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October 28, 2007 10:20 AM EDT --
You Called to Me...
You called to me and I followed
Crawling toward you on linoleum floors
Down long corridors and open doors
Tripping along moss grown pathways
Crunching the rocks . . .
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January 01, 2008 09:35 AM EST --
In the summer of 1986 I was awakened in the middle of the night by a train whistle. I had fallen into a deep depression around this time burdened by a life filled with pain and self inflicted . . .
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January 22, 2008 05:52 PM EST --
You Called to Me...
You called to me and I followed
Crawling toward you on linoleum floors
Down long corridors and open doors
Tripping along moss grown pathways
Crunching the rocks . . .
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December 20, 2007 10:43 AM EST --
Gerald sat in the empty house alone and thought about his grandmother. He noticed that somehow the goat horns had been overlooked and still hung from a nail on the front door. It was only a few hours . . .
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November 22, 2007 07:40 PM EST --
The Closer’s Song and Woodstock
Why does the first Woodstock festival in 1969, almost 40 years ago, continue to symbolize the hopes of the hippie generation? The Closer’s Song , . . .
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September 22, 2008 10:16 AM EDT --
The Philadelphia Eagles and bootball ...
Sunday afternoon my grandson snuggled up next to me on the sofa to watch The Philadelphia Eagles broadcast on our HD TV. It's simply amazing that a twenty-two . . .
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January 19, 2008 07:50 PM EST --
In my novel I depict real life issues. In the personage of Gerald Calderone I tell the story of one such process. The narrator is his best friend Francis:
As a teenager . . .
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October 16, 2007 09:50 AM EDT --
The Closer’s Song and Woodstock
Why does the first Woodstock festival in 1969, almost 40 years ago, continue to symbolize the hopes of the hippie generation? The Closer’s Song , . . .
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September 27, 2007 09:57 AM EDT --
About The Closer’s Song
Buckingham author addresses old questions:
By: LORRAINESCIUTO-BALLASY
08/28/2001
Baby boomers encompassed by all the trappings of success, might just . . .
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