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For hundreds of years, man has hunted for food to exist.In these modern days, hunting has become a sport that many enjoy but others think it is unnecessary since plenty of food is provided locally.But those past traditions must be carried on to maintain conservation of our wild game.To abandon such...

A true story of how a small team of sled dogs gave me hope and inspiration, after being diagnosed with stage three breast cancer at fifty two years old.

Eighty Years in Montana is a fractured autobiography about growing up in the Second World War in a small town in Montana, about learning responsibility, building a cabin in northwestern Montana, hunting, and living a third of a century on a small ranch west of Livingston, Montana. It includes nature essays and stories that tell about real people, real events, and real emotion.

An awe-inspiring king who had the total command of his kingdom was reduced to nothing by Mother Nature. He was robbed of his majesty and became a beggar. Homeless, debased, and demoralized, the king lion went begging from house to house. At the end he was offered a place but was soon tossed out, because he does not keep his promise.

These are just poems I wrote about my time in the navy and about other things in life.

Set in Cuba and Miami, from the 1940s to the present, two Afro-Cuban women narrate their life stories. One leaves a small town in the central part of the island to work as a maid in Havana in prerevolutionary Cuba. The other, her friend's daughter, educated in revolutionary Cuba, leaves Havana in the 1980 Mariel boatlift, to find work as a maid in Miami A history full circle?

Jannie Wright has given us a true gift with her collection WALKING IN THE WONDER. Within these pages she shares with sensitivity the unexpected miracles that have come to her, and the impact each has made upon her life. These true stories pull you in. They are beautifully written, and filled with...

The news felt like a punch in the gut. I cried in disbelief as the doctor told me what they found. In the blink of an eye, my world turned upside down. My husband brought me to the Emergency Room after I experienced a seizure. The hospital staff did scans, tests, and a biopsy, and now the doctor told...

The Bastard Child is the long awaited autobiography by author Sean P. Hoggs. His gripping true-life story takes the reader from his abusive and turbulent childhood, through his struggles as a homeless teenager (in the violent inner city streets of Central New Jersey), to his incredible rise onto the...

This book is a memoir of my boyhood, the 14 years between 1934 and 1948, Memory is the way we allow the past to live in the present. But the past is not experienced in a vacuum. Memories have locations in a particular time and particular places. Th is brief memoir is attempt to share my boyhood as...

How does it feel to not fit in at school, to be shut out and treated like an outcast? This isnt a typical story about an average preteen who is treated like a misfit by her peers. Phalecia, who cant seem to fit in, has always been taught to be herself. She doesnt know it, but she is in for the ride...

J O S E P H YO S S I A R O N (1947-2010) Joseph Yossi Aron was born in 1947 in Satumare, Romania and spent his fi rst 4 years in Linz Displaced Persons Camp, Austria. In 1951, at the tender age of 4, Joseph Aron and his parents arrived in New York and settled in Boro Park. Josephs parents,...

What stands out in this memoir is above all the work that he has treated with exceptional seriousness from the very beginning, describing himself as the little screw that drives itself into the grand technology as all round machinist and invincible form grinder. Readers not familiar with modern technology...

She moved her body lightly and gracefully like a butterfly stroked by wind. On her bare feet and galvanizing figure, she augmented the art of belly dancing and embraced it to stages of poise, away from vulgarity. She is known to be the most influential and underrated woman of her time for her captivating...