Card Catalogue by Anna
Do you recognize these? I haven’t seen them in awhile and I’ve always known that they were at the Main Stacks, but for some reason, I became really nostalgic when I saw them.
One of the reasons...
Archive for September, 2003:
Face by Jo Petty
I drew this picture about 2 years ago. With the help of a few magazines and my imagination, I created a rather plain but beautiful woman. Now this picture may look pretty boring and you are probably wondering...
From the backyard of my childhood home by Emily Jones
As children, our backyards were a place of mystery, a place where the seeds of dreams took root and grew into flights of fancy and adventures that the children of my neighborhood and I knew to be true.
One...
Sleeping Angel by Scott Manwaring
My wife is the hardest working person I know. She’s a CNA trying to get herself to and through nursing school. She cares so much for people, that’s why she does such a good job at work. She...
Forever Friends by Jessa
One, a girl, was born on a snowy morning in January. The other, a boy, was born on a scorching day in May. Cousins by chance, best of buds by choice. Many people who happen upon them joke that they look...
My Arm is Aching by Denise
It is winter in Paris in early 2000. We take this day to walk the cold, cold air and visit the true tourist spots in this famous city. We line up with hundreds of others as the breeze rips through our...
Until Greta by Deb Smouse
I’ve never been much of a dog person. Ever. I think the reason is that every time I had a dog, they bonded with someone else. The dog we had as a child? It was my sister’s dog. Growing up,...
A New Beginning
This is a personal picture with a personal story. As such, it is worth more than any words, because the emotions can’t be conveyed in language. They are raw.
I took this photograph in Cornwall,...
Rhiannon’s Legacy by Dave Miller
Thirteen years. Merely a flicker in the flame of humanity. Yet, I hope that I accomplish as much in my entire lifetime. I don’t mean constructing a building. or becoming a business tycoon. Not bowling...
Rock and Roll Dreams by Jeff
I used to be a band geek but I gave that up a long time ago. There is still something in me that falls in love with a killer beat, a chill bass line, or just a tune that I can feel. I am always looking...