The Thanksgiving Blessing

Written by LeAnn R. Ralph


“Wouldn’t you just know it,” muttered my husband, Randy.

We had already been driving for a couple of hours in a pickup truck that we had borrowed from a friend, and now it was completely dark.

“What’s wrong?” I asked sleepily. I had dozed off only a few minutes ago.

“It’s starting to rain,” Randy replied, as he reached over to turn onrepparttar windshield wipers.

Rain? In a few seconds, I came fully awake. If it was raining, that meant Mom and Dad’s furniture was getting wet.

So far, it had been my worst Thanksgiving ever. Dad had passed away a month ago. My mother had died seven years earlier. When I was a kid, we always celebrated Thanksgiving at home. All four of my grandparents had died before I was born, and to me, Thanksgiving meant celebratingrepparttar 111327 holiday with Mom and Dad. But now, forrepparttar 111328 very first time in my whole life, all thirty-four years of it, there had been no one to spend Thanksgiving with at my parents’ place.

Randy and I did, however, have plenty of work to do at Mom and Dad's house. A family wanted to rent it, and we needed to have it cleaned out by Christmas. Randy and I had been married for a little less than six months, and this was hardlyrepparttar 111329 way that I had wanted us to spend our first Thanksgiving as a married couple. And yet, I knew it was no use waiting. That if we waited it wouldn’t bring either of my parents back. But cleaning outrepparttar 111330 house seemed so final. The end of a lifetime. The end of two lifetimes. I simply wasn’t ready. Although, if I were going to be honest with myself, I knew I probably never would be “ready.”

We had decided to take some of Mom and Dad’s furniture home with us. My parents' house was in west central Wisconsin, and my husband I lived two-hundred-and-fifty miles away inrepparttar 111331 southern part ofrepparttar 111332 state.

After we had loadedrepparttar 111333 first piece of furniture intorepparttar 111334 pickup truck we had borrowed, Mom and Dad's bedroom looked very empty withoutrepparttar 111335 dresser that they’d had for as long as I could remember. Inrepparttar 111336 top dresser drawer, my mother had kept some of her keepsakes, including a strand of blond hair. When I was a kid and had gotten my hair cut short, Mom wanted to save some of it. Dad’s drawer held a few keepsakes too. His old pocket watch, for one thing. Dad always carried a pocket watch. He had been a farmer, and he said a wristwatch would never surviverepparttar 111337 hardships of farm work (dust and water, grease and oil).

Cyberbegging - New Wave 2003

Written by Michael Hein


Cyberbegging - New Wave 2003 ============================

NEW YORK(Reuters) -- Need to pay down credit card debt? Desperate for money for music lessons? Simply tired of working and too embarrassed to stand onrepparttar corner with a tin cup? Try "cyberbegging." For some,repparttar 111326 clicks in their cyberpails are starting to add up. Karyn Bosnak, for example, paid off $20,000 in credit card debt -- accumulated from her life in New York -- last month, after Web strangers contributed more than $13,000 to her cause, according to her Web site (http://www.savekaryn.com). Now that she has paid off her debt, Bosnak is passingrepparttar 111327 buck, and directing Web surfers to other cyberbeggars such as an aspiring opera singer trying to pay for voice lessons and college loans (http://www.saveelaine.com). Alongrepparttar 111328 way, Bosnak has parlayed her new-found fame into talk show appearances and a reported book deal.

Hunt for cash grows ===================

Yahoo started a "begging" category with four sites in 1996. Butrepparttar 111329 recent spike in activity and diversity of sites, last month led Yahoo to renamerepparttar 111330 category e-panhandling, said Michelle Heimburger, senior lead surfer for Yahoo. There are now 51 sites inrepparttar 111331 category, ranging from some shamelessly looking for cash to others seeking financial assistance for loans or medical treatments, Heimburger said. Rich Schmidt, a freelance music marketer, who was one ofrepparttar 111332 first cyberbeggars, wants little more than an appearance onrepparttar 111333 "Late Show with David Letterman" ... and, of course, cash. "To me,repparttar 111334 Internet is creative anarchy. I just wanted to make my mark. I thought, what if 1 percent ofrepparttar 111335 Web surfers out there sent me a dollar," Schmidt said. "That wasrepparttar 111336 impetus forrepparttar 111337 idea." Internet Squeegee Guy "will washrepparttar 111338 inside of your monitor screen for spare change."

Send a dollar =============

His site (http://sendeadollar.com) has raised more than $4,800 since it was set up about three years ago. Schmidt reviews other cyberbeggars on his site and allows people to post a short message or ad for a donation. When Schmidt first started, he asked Web surfers to send him a dollar inrepparttar 111339 mail, but he soon switched over to PayPal, an electronic payment service which makes it easy to collect money onrepparttar 111340 Internet. "I get a lot of e-mail from people who really have hardships and are asking for advice. If they think they are going to get rich doing it, they aren't," Schmidt said. "My goal was to be a guest onrepparttar 111341 David Letterman show, having gotten hundreds of thousands of dollars. Who knows? I may still get there."

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