Submissions to this category are generally told in the first person and cover personal reflection, autobiographies and memories of the past.
Rather than focusing on factual accounts, memoirs are more a recollection of moments in time that were either vivid or unique to the author.
This event actually occurred during my brief engagement to a lady I will call Daria. Prior to our meeting and getting serious she had been asked to be the maid- of- honor at her long time friend's wedding.It was too late for her to bow out now and she had...
I couldn’t believe it, on the second day, when they put me in that tiny room all by myself. A room with no windows and an ashtray. I looked at my watch. It was 8:20 a.m. I wanted to cry. Cry, because I was bored. Cry, for the poor kid whose file I had to...
I love the early mornings Before the sun comes up To sit and watch the start of a day As the darkness starts to fade To see the first light Start to slowly come my way To hear the birds singing The welcome of a new day The sun slowly showing Over the moun...
1, 2, 3, Oh Yeah! All Right!, 5,6,7,8,- Sitting here flashbacking to the summer of ’72 when Nixon went for a second term, but we really didn’t think about that and tried to just tried to hang out and do our own thing, Hanging around outside on a beautiful...
"That was wonderful." Susan hit me with that smile again. It made me quiver down to my core, but I didn't let her know. I think she knew anyway. "Do I get any of your story?" "Not just yet. I'd like to keep you guessing. You could tell me some of yours th...
I stand in my tiny kitchen to get a cool glass of apple juice. I grip the bottle tightly as I pour. I stop pouring, not because the glass is full, but because my hand shakes so violently. The shaking is worse now. I can barely hold anything without shakin...
We have all seen the results of vicious rumors and even nice rumors that twisted into something different. How do these happen and how do the twists end up in them? We have seen it often. Someone witnessed part of an event. That person told someone else....
My Mom touches my life Each and every day The smiles and tears And gentle but firm words Her love shines through Her eyes her hands and heart so deep Her encouragement and appreciation is without fail The love reaches out No matter the miles No matter the...
Sitting here one morning here in the “great white North”, as the temperature falls and hovers right above zero. As I think about an email slideshow I have gotten from an old friend who is back in the heat and blue skies of Southwest Texas,-Where the warm...
I am not a naturally brave man. I don't, as a general rule, go out of my way to put myself in dangerous situations – or even ones that I'll find very uncomfortable. But I rarely refuse a dare. That's how I've found myself bungy jumping or skydiving despit...
So here we go... to start off, I would like to let everyone know that these stories are the truth - the story of my life. It's taken me some time to actually get my full story off my chest; it's been a scary, sad and emotional ride. This post is for any o...
Cars, music, and wordplay,this is how things started.Together in the distance,but never in real life. First you needed me,then it was my turn.Both in times of need,bonded in a game of 21.Blackjack, and for the time of the game, we won.Now reality faces us...
