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Rough Night In Little Rock

We were wakened the night before last at 2:00 AM by our little cat, Silky, trying to get our attention. There had been considerable lightning and thunder, not unexpected, for several hours. Suddenly, the wind picked up to a swirling gale. Small branches and hail pummeled the roof. We then realized that the power was out (not to return until 9:30 last night). The wind calmed down, then the tornado warning sirens began to wail. Power had not returned in the morning, but fortunately, we had natural gas for cooking.

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i experienced profound abuse from parents and peers and as a 4ft 6in 80 lb 8th grader was an easy target, not to mention my less than macho mannerisms and attitudes. i repeated the 8th grade and experienced a growth spurt in the summer between the two eighths, ending up at five six and about 115 lbs. by the time i was a sophomore i was 5'11" and a 120 lbs. i never did really fill out. at 28 i was five eleven and a half inches and 135 lbs and starting my first year of recovery from alcoholism and addiction.

On Abuse -- A Found Comment From Elsewhere

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I was reading my favorite sex-advice columnist this morning and his "letter of the day." One commenter posted a reply that some might find a "bit" pretentious. I liked it. I might do a needle-point of that last sentence. I'd have to learn how to do needle-point first, but...

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