Do you think good-natured teasing often goes too far? Have you ever gotten seriously offended by a joke that crossed the line? Have you been informed that your own teasing hurt someone else's feelings?
"People who would find slurs against other groups unthinkable still seem to think nothing of correcting, lecturing, and even humiliating complete strangers who are overweight."
"Think about it. If, as we battle to eliminate obesity, we deny ourselves the friendship, the collegiality, the creativity, and the intelligence of one in every four people in the process, who is really the biggest loser?"
In 2007 we began a unique charity knit program, Knitted Knockers, to provide soft, comfortable, and free knitted prosthetic breasts to breast cancer survivors.
Word soon spread among mastectomy patients and their caregivers, leading most recently to a news story on our knitted knockers effort that was picked up by CNN. As a result, we have been flooded with requests for knitted knockers from survivors, information on where to obtain the pattern, and advice on how to start a knitted knockers group.
To better help the knitting volunteers and survivors find each other, and hopefully inspire more knitted knockers groups, we have attempted to organize information on the program in one location. While this portion of our website will be a work-in-progress, we hope that you find it helpful and will keep us posted on your knitted knockers!
Aja Johnson Missing:2010-01-24 Age: 7YO Sex: Female Skin Tone:White Hair: Brown Eyes: Brown Height: 4FT Weight: 65LB
Lester Hobbs Abductor Age: 46 Sex: Male Skin Tone: White Eyes: Green Height: 5FT9 Weight: 180LB
Status: Update Vehicle Ddescription: (The back window has been replaced with a piece of sheet metal.) License: (577BPW OK)
Missing From: , Geronimo, OK Last Seen Date: 2010-01-24 Circumstances: UPDATE: Added photos,corrected last name and dates of birth. An AMBER Alert has been issued by the State of Oklahoma. Abduction is believed to occurred sometime before 9 pm January 24, 2010. The suspect is driving the listed vehicle. The back window has been replaced with a piece of sheet metal. Suspect is also wanted in connection with the homicide of the victims mother.
To report information on this case, please contact: Organization:Comanche County Sheriff's Office PhoneNumber:580-353-4280
I just did a MAJOR house cleaning on my journal. Communities I never read are gone and unwatched. MANY unfriendings too. If you got unfriended and are wondering WHY?!?!?! It is one or more of the following...
You have not posted in for ever
You never comment
ya that is about it. Not made at anyone just cleaning up.
Sadly I feel it is time to make my journal friends only. If you read it and are not a friend please comment. If you would like to read it and are new please comment.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered.
'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
'Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'
accomplished