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Tom "Homer" W. (#46801357)
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Bio Photo I discovered Find a Grave by accident soon after the death of our precious daughter, Marjorie. She was my first entry. I have added family members, friends, and others that I have no connection with but simply wanted to add them on these pages. I will have more of my family entered in the future. My wife and I are retired and we love it! I love riding the back-roads on my Harley and can't seem to ride past an old cemetery.....I love walking through them and find peace and quiet in them. Thanks so much to everyone that has placed notes, tokens, and have sponsored my memorials. God bless you all.

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Anne Beckman
Hi Tom,


Not to me, but to the WHOLE HUMAN RACE!

I am SO PROUD to know you!

I'm always fascinated by WWII facts. I did not know of how exactly a plane spotter did his work. I know of the sacrifices all civilians made. About a week ago, I read of a certain rationing ending, in 1948. I did not know any ration lasted that long! I mentioned that to my dad, Thanksgiving Evening. (My side of the family, I mean, as we celebrated Sunday evening, so we who live in Indianapolis could be together,
as my parents left today, to visit my brother Jim, and his family, in Florida.

The timing was PERFECT: Take a deep breath...
Jim and Amy's eldest, their only son, Michael, IS A STUDENT AT FLORIDA STATE UNIVERSITY. YES...
Mike WAS IN THE LIBRARY...PRAISE GOD, he was on the second floor, while the shooter was on
the ground floor. He heard all of the shots...he and the others were led to an auditorium, after the killer (who was a troubled young law student, who was studying for the bar), was shot down. Mike said the auditorium was terribly hot, but all were SO GRATEFUL, to be there. He texted his parents, as soon as he could. Amy said it was at 1:30 am. She e-mailed all family members, two hours later. I had, Thank God, arisen early, (for me, that is) and checked my e-mail, as a friend of mine writes me, around 6 am. I saw Amy's e-mail, at the top of my Inbox list, with the message entitled, Florida State Shooting.
I KNEW Mike had to be OK, or the phone would've
been ringing, with my parents telling me he was hurt or...I cannot write it. Mike just said he
had a HUGE adrenaline rush. Immediately after reading the e-mail, I called my parents. Mom answered. She thought, as Night Owl/Late Riser
Anne, who has the health issues of bipolar disorder and cancer, was calling: something was wrong with ME. So, she did not know...YIKES.
I told her first, I was fine, then that there was a shooting at FSU, but MIKE IS FINE...after I asked her if she was sitting down and told her to take a deep breath. She'd just arisen and made her morning tea. She told Dad and we turned on our televisions. After we spoke, I called Jim and Amy's. No answer, so I thought everyone had gone to see Mike. I called Jim's cell phone...
THANK GOD, he answered and we had a very good talk. Life was PROCEEDING AS USUAL: Amy had gone to work (She is a pre school teacher, at their parish) and Jim was doing his job (He drives a lot, as he sells cardio equipment, to surgeons at hospitals) and the girls, Abby and
Caroline, were at school. OF course, classes were cancelled, but everything else was proceeding at FSU. Mike would be playing (he is on the lacrosse team) Friday: the game was still on. So, Jim and family would watch the game and take him home, for Thanksgiving Break. After that much-needed conversation, I called Bill with the news. This was extremely rare: only EMERGENCY phone calls are allowed. I told him, he was glad Mike was OK, gotta go back to work, love you, 'bye. Finally, I called my best friend, Kathy, with the news. She home schools her children, so I knew she'd be there for me, to spill my guts on her shoulders. Then, I e-mailed my friend. WHEW... However, bad luck comes in threes: Only days later, Abby and friends were driving to a movie. (Abby driving.) At an intersection, some CARELESS YOU-KNOW-WHAT ran a
red light, so his car hit Abby's. Thanks to those air bags, she and her pals were OK. The car may be a total. FINALLY: While Jim was with a doctor, he stepped out of the room, where they'd met. His satchel, full of the equipment he sells, AND HIS WALLET, was in the room. YES, SOME SWINE THIEF took his money! Not the credit cards as well, thank God. I KNOW how that is: a beloved rosary of mine, I strongly believe, was taken from me, in May 1985, as I was in the hospital, for a hysterectomy. It is imitation of mother of pearl, so the thief must've thought the beads were valuable stones. AT LEAST THE PAWN SHOP COULD TELL HIM/HER THEY ARE PLASTIC! My grandmother gave me that rosary, only a few months before she died. I had it in my wedding bouquet, and wanted to offer it to my niece and goddaughter, Jackie, to put in hers. (A Catholic bride does that, as The Virgin Mary is the Catholic church's Patron Saint of brides and the family.) Also, while I was out of my little office, while being a receptionist, for a country club, the CRIMINAL who shined the gold shoes, while I was in the Business Office, STOLE MY PURSE. I and the club could not prove it, but he was not working there that day, so he could've been the person who drove up, noticed I was not in the office, taken it, knowing my paycheck was in it, as it was payday, driven to the nearest grocery store and had her, pretending to be ME, endorse the paycheck, cash it and then drove to the BAD part of town, where he threw my purse into a storm drain. The check came back to the business office, soon afterwards, which had to make me another paycheck. About two or three months later, who calls me at home, but the Department of SEWERS, telling me someone found my purse. I did go there, to see if my precious wedding photo of me, Bill and my family was intact. (Also, because the department was so KIND to call me!) NOPE...the photo was smeared with chemicals. The purse was dumped again(this time, by it's rightful owner) into the dumpster, by our apartment. The SWINE who was suspected, was all sympathetic...WELL! I called the police, with my list of suspects. By the time the policeman called me, with the results of his investigation, I'd already been LAID OFF from that place. HOWEVER: the guy who was the main suspect had FOUR arrest warrants, on him, from the law! The policeman told me to tell the club that and I did immediately. I got the assistant maître d, on the line, and gave him that news. He had news for ME: THAT SWINE had been CAUGHT STEALING champagne, from the club's bar, on New Year's Eve, so he'd been fired. I was SURE the law would catch up with him SOON, given his record and his difficulty getting a new job (IF he even tried), as the country club had only terrible things to say about him. So, he'd just resort to THEFT, even more so. OF course, getting all of my ID back was a long, hard road. THANK GOD Jim's WALLET was not taken, only the bills. As EVERYTHING was in my purse, Bill had to drive to the club, and give me his key to my car, for me to drive home.

I wrote Jim, Mike and Abby a sympathetic e-mail. As the "Indy Dwellers" said Grace over our TG feast, we profusely thanked the Lord, for sparing Mike from harm. Now, we are thanking him for sparing Abby and Jim's ID and credit cards. I think he'll keep his wallet in his POCKET, now! (My purse was kept in a locked file cabinet drawer, after the incident. Even today, and always, I'm keeping it VERY CLOSE TO ME, when I'm out!

Problems such as that FADE, when we learn of a FINE HUMAN BEING, so BRAVE to do HUMANITARIAN WORK, IN A DANGER ZONE, being BEHEADED BY TERRORISTS. Abdul Rahman (Peter) Kassig's memorial service was BEAUTIFUL. I read every word of each cover page article, in THE INDIANAPOLIS STAR, on him. His friend's words were so appropriate...comparing him to a meteor. I've cut out all of the articles and will always keep them. ISIS MUST BE God, even al-Quaida decries what ISIS is doing. The organization I'm involved in, Soldiers' Angels, now has about SIX HUNDRED soldiers wishing to be adopted. (As long as I've been an angel, the past average was 160-225.) I know the huge number of troops being sent to Syria is the reason. I'm so proud to be a member of the Deployed Soldiers' Team (it used to be called the Letter Writing Team) which sends a care package a month, and at least 3 letters a month, to the adopted soldier.

The GOOD people of Ferguson are NOT proud to be citizens...such rioting and looting. I KNEW it would happen, although I prayed it would not happen. I watched the awful things on CNN. I wish there were HUNDREDS MORE POLICE AND NATIONAL GUARDS, to PREVENT (WHY wasn't that done?) any of it...or is that just a pipe dream? I am praying for THIS, now: As Ferguson is in ashes...the legendary Phoenix, once burned, ROSE FROM THE ASHES... may Ferguson do so...may DOVES OF PEACE RISE FROM IT, ALSO!!!


I KNOW...Cubans have made crude floats and tried to get to Florida...Mexicans, desperate to rise from poverty, as they are the lowest of the low, in the crippling CASTE SYSTEM (which chokes so many, in other countries) risk arrest, to immigrate...the apartment complex Bill and I used to live in was FULL of Mexican immigrants and Burmese immigrants. (Many of them go to our parish!) Compared to THEM...Americans are so WEALTHY AND FREE!

I have more to say, but will close, for now. I've been staying up so late, as I'm trying to do so many things, before we leave for Brown County, and I'm still taking things of mine out of the garbage bags, in the wake of the bedbug removal. We're celebrating Thanksgiving with Bill's family, beginning at noon, going to the parents of a friend of mine later for more TG celebration, then leaving for BC, directly, after that. WE CANNOT WAIT...we NEED IT...we'll be home, in the late afternoon, on Sunday. SEE YOU THERE?


GOODNIGHT, ALLIGATOR...and as ELVIS would say, to the Lord, at grace, on Thanksgiving Day, "Thank You, Verry Much!" ANNE
Added by Anne Beckman on Nov 26, 2014 1:04 AM
Anne Beckman
Tragic Hoosier News, All Is OK With Me

Hi Tom- Such TRAGIC news: the beheading of

Abdul-Rahman (Peter Edward) Kassig! Bill and I

learned of his murder, from our priest: as he said

the names of those parishoners, or any of their

family members, including those who are serving

our country, he made a special announcement, of

Kassig's death. (No family members of his

attend our parish, but our pastor is the kind of

person who would make such an announcement, as

Kassig was not only international news, but, as

Indianapolis' Mayor, Greg Ballard said, "A man of

peace, at the hands of fanatics." I'm SO GLAD

our governor, Mike Pence has issued an OFFICIAL

period of mourning! I didn't look tonight, as I

went Christmas shopping, but I presume the flags

of Indianapolis, and Indiana are at half mast as

well as those of the USA. My sister Theresa and

her husband Jim have their business degrees (both

of them got a B.A. in Business, before she got

her B.S in Nursing and he got his B.A. in

Pharmacology,) at Butler University, which Kassig

attended. (As they are older, I don't think he

was at BU when they were, but as they spent time

getting two degrees each, I'll ask them.)

My soldier in Kuwait is FINE. He is a

specialist, in chemical operations, in an air

force battalion. He has so much time to write me

(not long letters, but I can often get 2 or even 3

e-mails a DAY, from him. Two or three if I am

asking him an important question, or if I've

written him some significant information. (For

example: In my second to most recent e-mail, I

told him of my bipolar disorder and cancer. (HIS

RESPONSE: Wow, what a back story! Sounds like

you went through a lot and are going through a

lot. I made sure to thank him for that,

considering what HE'S going through!

I have his November care package ready. DAMN...

I would've sent it already, but I was such a

stupid chicken, thinking I had more than just

my password to put in, to get him. Also, I could

not start the process until the time to write

or send a package to the previous soldier, which

was November 1st. Most importantly, Soldiers'

Angels had AE (Afghanistan) in his address, but

he told me he's stationed in KUWAIT! (He told

me AE still applies.) Finally, the money for

the care package's contents does not grow on a

tree and as this soldier is new to me, I had to

ask him exactly what he needs/wants and to find

it! Getting his preferred KIND of his preferred

BRAND (which is DEGREE) of deodorant took THREE

trips to a drugstore! THANK GOD: WallMart has

the kind: Clinical Strength. Ordinarily, he is

not at all fussy about snacks. He LOVES fishing,

so he asked me to get him lures, as he can use

them to decorate his walls with. COOL IDEA...that

brings back memories of everyone in college using

everthing (s)he could, to decorate the walls of

their rooms. POSTERS! How could college students

decorate their rooms, without those? As we were

in the Hoosier state, of course there were many

featuring John Cougar Mellencamp and Garfield!

No male IU student's rooms were without a BOBBY

KNIGHT poster! (Are you familiar with The Sand-

wich Shop, a breakfast/lunch restaurant, below

the Nashville House, in Brown County? It has a

TON of Bobby Knight memorabilia, and old IU

basketball memorabilia, even some for WOMEN!)

Mine, of course, were very feminine.

Speaking of feminine: every November, our parish

has a Christmas tree, featuring paper ornaments,

which represent a child in need, from a "sister

parish", in the rough side of Indianapolis. There

are star shaped paper ornaments, representing a

baby. The gingerbread boy or girls represent

children or teens. The "baby ornament" asks for

one item,suggested by the parent(s), such as a

box of diapers, or a onesie, a blanket, bibs,

etc. The gingerbread boys and girls ask for

a pack of underwear and socks, then a turtleneck,

shirt/blouse or sweater, slacks, sometimes shoes,

or a coat, with boots, hat, etc. Also, whatever

kind of toy, or "awesome" teen item, which the

child/teen specifies. Bill and I take whatever

we afford. This year, we took a baby, needing a

blanket and a teenage girl. At Target, we

bought a DARLING blanket: pink, with a pattern

of white whales. In the center are a baby girl

whale, with her mommy. A hot pink heart is

above, between their heads. The whales and the

ribbon securing the blanket to the hanger is

GRAY... that is a popular secondary color,

these days, I've noticed, in baby and toddlers'

clothing/bed items. I don't care for it, but it

IS a soothing color, for a baby's blanket.

PROPER for beddy-bye time! The hem is a satiny

pink. (Polyester, of course.) I LOVE that...if I

were a millionaire, who could live in a mansion

with scores of rooms, I'd have my beloved

old bedroom (Which I lived in from age 10 to

age 27, except for 18 months in England and

my 2 years living at IU and 2 years living

at Franklin College.) re-created! MERCY, I LOVED IT...

SO pastel (except for the deep blue

shag carpet {of course...this house was built

in the late '60s}, which stayed there until just

after I left the nest, getting married.)

and feminine. PERFECT, except the dresser

was little girl-ish (white, with gold trim,

of course, which every child/teen princess had in

the 70's, from Sears ,JC Penny's or a department

store, with a matching night

wonderful parents gave it to me, when we

moved back to the USA, from England.) and...

WOE WAS ME, INCREASINGLY, until my wedding

day...NO HUSBAND IN THE BED! No phone, with a

private line, paid for by Daddy, either, poor

me! Or a little refrigerator, filled with Tab

(HA! The first time I had that, I was a very

little girl, who'd never heard of it. This was

at a friend's house, so I couldn't be rude,

declaring, "This tastes TERRIBLE! What's the

deal!" Also, the other kids were liking it!

Further injury: we were having Vanilla Wafers

with it, which I didn't like, either! I still

don't care for them, but, as ALL American, figure

conscience teenaged girls did, I acquired a taste

for the TAB. When MUCH better-tasting Diet Coke

came, I was ELATED!!! Now, I LOVE Lime Flavored

Diet Coke and Coke Zero. How RESENTFUL I was, to

learn that Patrick HAD A LITTLE FRIDGE, in his

room, as a teen! AAAGGGHHH, the YOUNGEST

"gets the goodies...of course, he had a CAR,

also. (It was used, and passed down, from

Theresa.) However, the poor kid had to answer

Mom's zillion calls a day, as she is such a

social butterfly and was the only one to help

Dad in the yard.

BUT, I DIGRESS...WHO, ME? For my 14-year-old

girl, getting the undies, socks, a sweater

and slacks was a breeze, but I just could not

(and still can't!) get her enough bath and beauty

products! She's practically a young woman!

At that age, until death, a woman cannot get

enough! A set of bath gel/lotion/body spray

in regular and travel size was essential,with a

bath sponge, and a

breeze to find, but as for the rest...WHEN TO

STOP? I did cut it down to two headbands,

two artificial tortoiseshell hair clips, a

small manicure set, a nail brush, a bottle of

pale pink nail polish (NO sparkly junk!) a tube

of acne medication crème, a little cosmetic bag,

a 6-pack of tissues, 2 solid Secret deodorants,

Clairol Herbal Essence Shampoo and Conditioner,

a purse-sized (I hope she has one!) container of

antibacterial soap, a pack of strawberry flavored

Tic Tacs, an eos (that's the brand name) sphere

of lip balm, a compact with a creamy, solid found-

ation (OOOOHHH!!!I hop it's in her skin tone!)

base and a sponge, and a 3-pack of leg

shaving razors. I do want to get her a larger

cosmetic bag. NO MAKEUP! With that and the pale

pink nail polish, I want to TEACH HER (PRAYING

SHE WILL LEARN...same goes for the clothes!) to



parents and other elders are doing the same!

The priest and nuns and any lay ministers and

child/youth leaders, the same! PLEASE BE

HONEST WITH ME: Do you think I am WRONG to give

her the deodorant, shampoo (Although it is a

higher-end product than what she could buy),

antibacterial soap and tissues! Displaying a


CLEAN?" attitude? IT IS WORRYNG ME. If so,

no biggie: I can use them for myself. I'm

kicking myself a bit, for not finding a BOXED

SET BATH SET, as they are so easy to wrap and

send...I am praying whoever must wrap all those

LOOSE bath and beauty items will not curse the

INCONSIDERATE AND STUPID person who bought the

items! (That's why I bought the little cosmetic

bag and will buy a larger one! Also, I'll put the

clothes in one of our paper grocery sacks, with

the ornament on it and the bath/beauty things in

another, with a handmade copy of the gingerbread

girl, explaining this is for the SAME GIRL. I'd

better talk to the people in charge of this, to

GET IT RIGHT!!!) In my DEFENSE: most of those

boxed sets are made for little girls (Minnie

Mouse, Disney Princesses, Hello Kitty, Barbie)

or I find them lacking something that I think

would really complete the set, or it's some

ANCIENT STUFF the company's DYING to get

rid of, this Christmas, or it's trendy, but it


Looking through WallMart, I was also kicking

myself for not shopping there, for my soldier

(ALL of them since joining Soldiers' Angels) and

and "Christmas tree baby/child/teen, and US!


always gone to CVS (where I get my medications)

mostly, or Wallgreens, the one closest to our

house. WallMart is a further drive...also...

DANGEROUS PARKING LOT!!! Drivers there are very

rude and careless...old ladies on those motorized

scooters, not being careful, and telling you that

you are in their way..and the WORST: homeless

(or dishonest!) people hitting on you to let him/

her use your cellphone, give them a ride home or

for money. I don't want to say this of ALL Wall/

Marts, but the one next to us usually has these

conditions. However, getting the right deodorant

for someone making the measureless sacrifice

and service of being in the armed forces, in


a cold winter night keeps those people AWAY!

Bill says he's received some rude treatment

there, from employees (don't get him started!)

but I have not: just the opposite! So, I

will be going there more often.

The dieting is going SWELL...I just really


this afternoon, and evening: getting the snow

and ice off of my car. (Unfortunately, we've NEVER

had a garage! Not in the apartment complex and

not with the house. It's too tiny for both of

our cars. My car is a little Honda, but Bill's

is a BIG CROWN VICTORIA (Bought from his parents,

who always "drove tanks.") Bill uses it as a tool

shed. He wants to extend it, some day (SOON, I

hope...and build a DINING ROOM for us, also!)

and then build a tool shed, I the back yard.

Also, as I was price comparing, looking through

WallMart to familiarize myself with it AND went to

it and TWO other stores for the big cosmetic bag

(I found one, but as that Clinical Strength Degree

ain't cheap (OUCH!) I went back to one of the two

drugstores to buy a little one. My soldier's

box must come first, for now! I have until

December 7th to finish "my girl's" gift.

GOOD LORD, I might have bored you to death, with

these details...YES, I am such a PERFECTIONIST,

but as Bill and I do not (and never will) have

children and grandchildren, these are my children!

So, S(ANNE)TA takes BEAUCOUP PAINS to get her

babies EXACTLY what they want (Or as close as

possible) and wants it packaged perfectly.

I'll tell you about the husband/family gifts,

next time.




Added by Anne Beckman on Nov 18, 2014 1:14 AM
Lova Cline
Oh Homer this one is a sadder story. She was their ONLY child and was born an invalid (so I had to research her also-then linked her parents to her grandparents). They lived in Connersville for awhile (at least 1900-1910), so her father probably saw the dollhouse that Vivian's parents used as a memorial. Lova's memorial is the actual dollhouse her father had built for her to look at in her bedroom. Unfortunately she could never play in it. ~Kay
Added by kw on Nov 15, 2014 10:38 AM
Vivian Mae Allison

How thoughtful of you to take all of the photos for her memorial. And for sponsoring it! I happened upon her memorial simply because I decided to look at some of the 'Interesting Monuments' listed on findagrave's main page. I decided I had to do some research and link her to her parents and link the parents to each other, etc.

I found her sister's memorial in Florida and had it linked to Horace & Carrie Allison. They had Lovell 7 years after Vivian died and she lived to be 89 years old! That should make you smile. There really should be a story about Vivian's dollhouse on her page. I have contacted Dianna about writing something...Kay
Added by kw on Nov 13, 2014 2:22 PM
Anne Beckman

THANKS SO MUCH for your congratulations and

support! Also, the advice, concerning the "bug

the bugs" (FUNNY!). We will CERTAINLY let the

man from Terminex spray as many times as he thinks

he should!

Losing weight is SUCH an incentive to losing

weight! I was SO SUPRISED AND HAPPY to see

the nurse's fingers moving the device to

the LEFT! It's kept me OFF the cheese and

crackers that were tempting me, last night.

Also, I've told Bill to buy a lot of FRUIT,

as it satisfies my sweet tooth. Chewing gum

does, also. I'm SO GLAD you've found the Frosted

Flakes that's only 110, per serving! You're

RIGHT: nothing's wrong with a little indulgence!

My WONDERFUL husband is cleaning the gutters, as

I write. WHAT A GOOD MAN: he worked from 8am to

Noon, gave blood, he's cleaning the gutters, than

from 4pm to 10pm, he is working again! (The 8am-

Noon is his day job: usually, on Saturdays, he

does that. That job is in restaurant supplies.

He does a lot of packaging. Also, delivering

and installing. The 4pm to 10pm is his night

job, at a grocery store. Mostly he bags groceries

and he takes in carts, stocks shelves and is a

janitor.) I AM VERY BLESSED!

This week, I was very active, and tomorrow is

church and a Boy Scout Court of Honor ceremony

immediately following. (This ceremony inducts a

Boy Scout into an Eagle Scout.) So, I am taking

it easy, today. I am going to take a lot of

folders (containing my Medicare, cancer, dental,

and other information) and books out of bags, and

straighten my desk. That will be working on my

feet. However, nothing more strenuous than that!

There will be fattening goodies at the ceremony,

which I MUST AVOID. I hope there is diet soda and

fruit and (especially) veggie trays!

So, you have a TWIN BROTHER! I thought your "as

handsome as I am" remark was FUNNY! My so

handsome husband remembers: he got a little

shotgun, similar to yours from Santa, when he was

a little older.

YIPPIE, just three weeks (less two days) to

Thanksgiving! I'll be making the same green

bean almondine I made for Easter. Bill and I

are SOOO looking forward to our Brown County trip.

I am praying the weather will be sunny and not

brisk, but not cold. I think I CAN get him

that cast iron grill addition he wants.

Considering the cost, that may be the only thing

I'll buy there, but I'm there to get things for

HIM, not myself! Anyway, given my expensive

taste, Brown County is not the place where I

buy things for myself, with a few exceptions.

Speaking of: The last time (or two!) I went

there, I did NOT buy any candy, which took a LOT

of self control. The candy, fudge, caramel corn,

apple butter, and the homemade bread and cookies

The Nashville House Old Country Store (my FAVORITE

thing in BC) makes are EXTREMELY TEMPTING!!!

EVERYTHING The Nashville House serves is DIVINE

and FATTENING! There is a vegetable tray entrée

available, but YUCK, that is not appealing to me

at all. HOWEVER: In my case, all the walking

we do, as we shop in town, and the low temperature

keeps me having exercise and a low enough (some-

times too low, so a little candy IS NEEDED!)

blood sugar level. The more visits we make, the

more experience I get, in learning how to eat

sensibly, while there. Also, the more money I

don't spend on any fattening goodies, the more I

have to spend on OTHER, NO CALORIE GOODIES, such

as beautiful home decorations (especially for

the holidays!) and LOADS of WONDERFUL kitchen

items. I have almost ALL of the Bear Wallow

Old Fashioned Recipe Book Collection.

Bill is collecting himself to leave for the night

job...I had a salad for lunch, good girl.

The literature from OA helps me, SOOO MUCH!

So does a sentence, from a part of a devotional

for teen girls, I had, entitled, "Help My Fat

Friend." It says, "turn her craving for food

into a craving for a healthy, fit body." This

year, I discovered, through her devotionals, a

FANTASTIC woman, Shari Rose Shepherd, who is a

Christian motivational speaker. She had a

terrible childhood and was very overweight.

A young man calling her "A beached whale" (as I

was described in junior high) motivated her to

lose SIXTY POUNDS in a year. Her book, FIT FOR

MY KING has been a MAIN source of help, for me.

FINALLY: last night, on Oprah's OWN station,

which I was watching for the first time, she had

her "Where Are They Now". This was not only

about celebrities. It concerned people who were

on her past TV program. A morbidly obese man,

who lost THREE HUNDRED POUNDS was on... after

losing the weight, he found a wonderful lady and

proposed to her, on OPRAH. They are enjoying a

great life. THAT'S THE KEY: Finding others who

have been there!

I cannot thank YOU enough, for being one of those

people! I pray you are keeping warm and having a

very good weekend! If you're venturing into

The Great Outdoors, don't forget your cell phone!



Added by Anne Beckman on Nov 08, 2014 1:51 PM

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