... colored brass buttons, gently lift the coffin from the hull in the back of the vehicle. The hearse rises an inch or so above the tires, due to the strenuous weight of the beautiful silver coffin. A faint shiver whips through the chilled wind as the frozen handles of the coffin are reluctantly grasped by the eight men in black trousers with brilliant brass buttons. I watch without blinking, as the mysterious woman fallows the men in rhythmic step towards the grave yard. Sounds of marching and bristling leaves pass through my wind scorched ears. The coffin that is so gracefully carried is, in the same manner, placed on the taunt, yellow straps of the frost co ...
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... ride it. Honestly, I was scared to try it. After a month, my dad gave me a lecture to teach me what being a man was all about. I was finally determined to try it. My dad was proud of me and I felt very manly. He and I went to the park to see what we could do there. The park was empty when we arrived. I had no dought that my dad told everybody not to be there because we had to use it. I felt badly for other people, but I was proud to have such an onnipotent person as my dad. We found a smooth and a often space. My dad was holding the rear of the seat to make sure I didn't fell. He assured me that I was not going to fall because he wou ...
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... surrounded by four columns leading to the most elegant doors I have ever seen. They are made of mahogany and have a stained glass window in the center. The handles and the frame is made of brass. As I continue around the house I come across three windows overlooking the entrance to the house. There are black shutters on each window. As the porch continues to the south side of the house I am now looking over the Pacific Ocean. A huge eight foot picture is facing the same way I am. As I look down and observe the ocean I see two piers jutting out into the Pacific. On either side of the piers are huge boulders protecting the coast line from erosion. The house' ...
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... I got into a lot of tantrums over this. My mom tried to draw the positioning of the blocks onto graph paper, so she could put them back later, but it did not work out. The trucks and the blocks just continued to get me into trouble. My windows would be open in the summer, we didn't have air conditioning, and it was very windy. My door would slam in the night. The rest of the family would not get any sleep. So, my mom came in to close the windows a little and she would kick over my blocks and cars. In the morning, I woke up ot see how muck damage was done. My blocks were skattered, and some times my little plastic micro machine cars would me broken. If ...
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... before his show started. I made my plans with them for later and sent them on their way. Something about being home makes me feel much more relaxed. Walking into your house and immediately recognizing that perfect smell of freshness (my mom keeps a clean house), flopping yourself onto your comfortable bed, now this is what makes me feel at peace.I was relieved to be home, knowing that I was going to see Kristie,a friend of mine that I'm quite fond of. A few hours slipped by with no significant happenings. I was really looking forward to seeing Kristie. She called around six, and made plans to stop by at seven. I was more than excited to see her, and when she ...
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... one with the goalie. My mind was going crazy.. should I shoot it now… should I wait… should I try dribbling by him… Then Baaammm I was on the ground and I heard the whistle blow. I saw all the parents going crazy and my coach was in the air. Did I score…? Then I saw the referee signal a penalty kick. My coach pointed to me…I knew what I had to do. There was only about 2 minutes left so I knew if I made this, I would be the hero and my team would win. I was ready to take it now.. BRRRRR (the whistle) GGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLLL! I had scored and completed my hat-trick filled season. Our team did it, won our first tournament. Once I saw the trophies we had won my ...
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... economy of Craighead County contributes to others. There are numerous small businesses along the county line that sell only alcohol. Craighead is a college county. College students spend approximately $4.2 billion annually to purchase 430 million gallons of alcoholic beverages. These businesses could be run here, in Jonesboro, instead of places like Harrisburg and Truman. The fact is that people are going to drink. Why not sell to Craighead citizens in Craighead? It makes far greater sense to put back where you take out. Meaning if you earn a living in Craighead one should purchase from those there as well. If the citizens could legally buy alcohol her th ...
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... No horse play or unnecessary talking or anything else we knew would make the coach mad. Coach would have us do drills having to do with the plays we ran during the game. If we made a mistake coach would stop us and make an example of whoever messed up. He would say, "Did everyone see what Bryan just did? That is what you should not do." He would then gripe a little and after that we would continue our practice. I feel that this method of coaching during practice made my teammates and I closer as a team during the game, but we always dreaded practice. I prefer the nice-guy coaching method during practice. This makes practice more fun. The coach is serious a ...
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... pressure with his antics, but the humour in his voice was clearly forced. The Captain grunted, and several petty officers chuckled. Yet, none could deny that Fear lived among them. The spectre was clearly an unwanted and certainly uninvited guest, but not even the many fathoms of jet black water could keep him from his prey. He fed on fear, and the greatest feast of all was just beginning. Meanwhile, the mouse began to grow restless in his hole. "Helm," the voice was confidant, "bring us about to a new bearing - 6148 mark 72." "Yes, sir, coming to new bearing." Moments ago this new voice had been sure and strong but a trace of trepidation cou ...
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... to move everything at once with friends and family, but August became very bust. One week I went on vacation to Chicago. Then I had to go fishing for four days with my family. Another weekend I went ot a friend's house, who I met at Boy's State, to see a rodeo. My roommate, Nathan, had a wedding ot attend. Nathan worked from eight'o clock untill five thirty as a hired hand. I worked a virity of hours at the Dariy Queen usually over lunch and supper, which is when Nathan did not work. By the time we finished playing the messages game, we dicided to take our things to the apartment when we had time to go to Ankeny. Nathan and I had to by at DMACC on the sam ...
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