Vendor Writing
The Storage Unit Of My Life
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I remember a picture (actually, a group of five in one frame) of me as a toddler with crossed eyes and braces on my legs—not very attractive from my perspective.
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I remember a picture (actually, a group of five in one frame) of me as a toddler with crossed eyes and braces on my legs—not very attractive from my perspective.
Just the other day, I came out on the corner, had a great day, ended my day on the corner and caught the bus toward home.
How many times have you heard, “If I could leave one thing to this world that will remind people what a loving person I was.”
We all need to look at our lives. If we are not safe, what needs to be done?
So, I was going down towards town on West End and I didn’t realize it, but there was a real bad place in the sidewalk.
Readers it’s time for another Volunteer Spotlight, this time featuring Andy Shapiro.
I’ve met really wonderful people from all over the United States and some from other countries.
It was a Wednesday night in Kissimmee, Fla. I found myself waiting for a Northbound Amtrak train.
When there was a missing puzzle piece, it prevented us from finishing the puzzle and it was put back in the box, still a missing piece.
Every year, The Contributor presents a showcase of our vendor’s poetry from the year before.