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To hold a pen is to be at war. ~ Voltaire ~ Our Mission Statement Manasseh Press, publishers of ThatIsAllForNow.Com, is committed to promoting free thought, conversation, and action by exposing and exploring words and ideas through poetry, prose, history, politics, art, technology and religion. It is our desire to share knowledge and information...
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Teachers Do Inspire If you have been to Athens, Greece in the last couple of decades, this is not the View From The Road, which you see, rather the Acropolis, including the Parthenon and Athena’s Temple, are surrounded by scaffolding, but this was what I saw in 1980. I remember Miss Lawrence,...
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March 2010 Lagniappe Recently, we went to Avery Island, home to Tabasco pepper sauce. For all of one dollar, per car, you may take a mini tour of the factory, visit the museum, see a video, and enjoy more free samples than I have ever before been offered. I will say that we...
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February 2010 Tia We are driving through the Everglades. On this clear, chilly morning the sun is shinning brightly, and the trees are dressed with the widest array of birds that I have ever seen. It is impossible to identify them all or take in the vast landscape rolling by, as we cross Alligator...
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January 2010 Surviving Matters “But in the field the man finds the girl who is engaged, and the man forces her and lies with her, then only the man who lies with her shall die. But you shall do nothing to the girl; there is no sin in the girl worthy of death. For...
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December 2009 Topsy-Turvy “As Maria raised her head she knew that the court was not there. The light was different and the ballroom floor was the quilt of her bed at home. She opened her eyes wide. The clear light of the morning was streaming into her room. An icicle glittered outside...
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December 2009 Merci “Perhaps the most touching objects are simple stars cut out of paper and fabric from people with nothing more to give. . . ‘I am an old lady,’ explains one woman in a note with her star. ‘However, I send you a token of my appreciation… to thank you with all...
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October 2009 Coming Home I have always said I would go sometime in the autumn Away from the bare boughs and the fallen leaves, Away from the lonely sounds and the faded colors, And all the ancient sorrow, and change that grieves. I have always said I would go – and now...
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September 2009 Gone Fishing Well not exactly, but in the morning we do head to New York City, to begin the first leg of our own “Grand Tour.” We will be gone for most of the month, and have decided to disconnect for the duration, we shall see if that last. Unless an...
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August 2009 What Matters “. . . Roll down the window, put down the top. Crank up the Beach Boys, baby don’t let the music stop. We’re gonna ride it till we just can’t ride it no more. From the South Bay to the Valley. From the West Side to the East...
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