Anyway, while I was doing that a woman came into the store and seemed so anxious and distracted that I told the clerk to go ahead and help her while I tried to find what I wanted. Before I could even start doing that, she blurted out a tale of woe about some electrical thing and a seemingly quite critical need to find out why it wasn’t working. Her husband had sent her out to buy a “continuity tester”..
ND: My message to disabled LGBTQ folks is that even if you feel you are all alone with your intersectional identities, you can absolutely create that space and that specific community. Growing up I had a difficult time coming out due to the lack of representation within my Deaf community. Because of that, I thought I couldn’t be a part of the LGBTQ community.
LAUGHLIN, Lois Ann (Bolyea) (nee: Page) Retired teacher, organist of St. John the Baptist Roman Catholic Church, Port Severn, dedicated Women’s Institute member; in her 82nd Year, suddenly at her home in Coldwater, on Thursday, December 27, 2007 with her devoted husband by her side. Beloved wife of Ivan Laughlin for 46 loving years and predeceased by her 1st husband Claude Bolyea.
One of my mother’s four brothers died in the Spanish flu epidemic in 1918. I have six family members who are health care workers. I fear for their safety but believe that because we have lifted a lamp beside the golden door, we have enhanced our chances of winning the struggle against this pandemic menace..
By Sidney Sheldon, whose highly successful writing career spans over 50 years, has garnered international praise and recognition in four diverse fields. View More Sidney Sheldon, whose highly successful writing career spans over 50 years, has garnered international praise and recognition in four diverse fields. His novels are published in 56 languages, including Russian, Turkish, Japanese, Dutch, Portuguese, Korean, Hebrew, Greek and Indonesian, in 100 countries worldwide.
It hurt really bad. I remember once, when caught doing mischief in class (I was in 8th grade, age 12 or so), I thought I would be subject to some really old style Victorian caning (like you see in the second cartoon below); but I got a more refined form of punishment from the Principal himself, who I now remember was a cultured gentleman named Brinnicombe. I was asked to memorize a poem of about 16 20 lines in an hour and a half, and after a desperate struggle I did it!While checking out the Internet, I found tons of material on corporal punishment, which seems to have been widely practised in schools in Victorian times.