When Julie Spencer embarks on a nursing career at her local hospital in the South Yorkshire mining town of Doncaster her life is catapulted into a world of challenging, dramatic, and sometimes heart-breaking experiences.

I have for several years, asked the HolySpirit for grace, to interpret the coming prophesied events; and He, in His own good time, obliged my request. This book attempts to understand the ‘end of days’, by making bold assumptions and speculations with the information available to us in the scriptures. No one knows for certain, the intricacies of the final agenda; but we can through the ‘trail of crumbs’ left for us, infer interpretations to the end time mysteries which God has in store for this planet. Join me on this journey, even as we carefully unravel events; that most likely, have already been set in motion – right before our very eyes. Just as it was foretold!

First published in 2007 with the title: I thought it was just me: women reclaiming power and courage in a culture of shame.

This work is a labor of love by writer Mary Thorpe as a tribute to her much loved Granny O'Rourke (nee Nolan) in an attempt to place the stories she heard and was told into a true and historical context. As a social worker who came across many cases of social deprivation in modern times, Mary had the dawning realization regarding what her own grandmother had been through in even harder times in the late part of the nineteenth century and early part of the twentieth century in Ireland. Mary felt the driving need to record her much-loved grandmother's story as recognition of Bridget's harsh life and also as a tribute to her and the millions of others like her who made the best of things while still retaining a sense of pride, of the worth of education as a ticket out of poverty, and of the importance of retaining one's dignity and commitment to family through good and bad times.

An Unexpected Honor It happened on May 1, 2011 on Sunday afternoon with about seventy-five friends, former kickers and families of former kickers, coaches, my family, and other friends from the church and community. The Thomasville Athletic Boosters Club, the Thomasville Athletic Department and others from the community had made the arrangements. They had raised enough money to replace the old original post and add one at the other end of the field. This field is not only used for football practice and track and field, but soccer is also played there. It is probably one of the best facilities of its kind around. This facility was named "The Allen Brown Athletic Complex" in honor of retired football coach Allen Brown. So having the goal posts dedicated to me on that Sunday afternoon was a great honor. There were several speakers who said some very complimentary things, pointing out the two beautiful new goal posts that were being dedicated to me. Then my attention was called to a plaque that was placed on the wall of the Allen Brown athletic Complex. I was overwhelmed by all the wonderful things said and the honor I received. I was also amazed at the number of friends who were there to share this moment with me. I really didn't think I deserved this much adulation. As I told them, I have enjoyed it so much because of all the rewards received in seeing these young men progress and become successful in their journey through life.

It is a autobiography about my childhood, it is written in a such a way that the psychology of such a childhood is highlighted rather than the physical abuse and violence. The title refers to only once throughout my life, feeling loved by my father. It is extremely powerful and very emotional and is making people think. I have been told that I am brave for writing the book/s though I do not feel it, the book is the 1st of 3 and takes the reader on the full journey of my life thus far.

Written by acclaimed sports author and oral historian Harvey Frommer and with an introduction by pro football Hall of Famer Frank Gifford, When It Was Just a Game tells the fascinating story of the ground-breaking AFL–NFL World Championship Football game played on January 15, 1967: Packers vs. Chiefs. Filled with new insights, containing commentary from the recently discovered unpublished memoir of Kansas City Chiefs coach Hank Stram, and featuring oral history from many who were at the game—media, players, coaches, fans—the book presents back story and front story in the words of those who lived it and saw it go on to become the Super Bowl, the greatest sports attraction the world has ever known. Archival photographs and drawings help bring the event to life.

Pat Potter McAndrews, M.A 1515 The Alameda, Suite 202 San Jose, CA. 95126 408-287-2103 November 5, 2008 To Whom it May Concern: I am writing to endorse a book written by April Longabaugh named I WAS JUST A CHILD. This book was written as a part of her therapy to address the issues of her physical, emotional, and sexual abuse which she suffered at the hands of her parents. I encouraged her to write and use art to express her feelings and thoughts about the severe trauma that she experienced as she was growing up in her family. It is a miracle that April can function today as a complete human being that expresses love and kindness to others, including her parents. This process has allowed April to heal and be able to share her growth and insight with others in a very powerful modality. I have witnessed how her story has affected others and helps them address their issues and begin the long journey of healing. For those who were not abused, this book is enlightening and informs them that something needs to be done to stop abuse. I believe that this book has something in it for everyone. Yours truly, Pat Potter McAndrews, M.A.,BCPC This book is about a family consumed by violence, and also how it affected different members of the family. This book also shows how the abuse or violence affected the parents as the perpetrators. Then the book shows where the violence came from and how it came to be. How the father felt he was God's equal and how the mother wanted to be a queen. When the parents didn't get the reverence they wanted the children were dealt with and received unbelievable treatment. Finally, how the oldest child while fighting off advances from both parents still learned to survive, cope, heal, forgive, and then use the past and help others.

An important collection by a superb talent reflecting the poet's world during the lockdown/Pandemic.This is Sean Mcdermott's first collection of poems, each one surrounding a single realization of a visual truth in action. The poems cascade outward in reckless examination of a moment, a memory, and then retreat toward resolution."During my solitude, I have taken a deep dive into personal history and common emotion. The poems deal with my thoughts on relationships, alcoholism, illness, music and escapism into memories and fantasy. The work is wrapped in a protective layer of reality and optimism...."- The Author"Sean's poetry makes you want to lock the doors, draw the curtains, curl up and draw yourself into the universe between your ears. But really, is that not what poetry is for?" David Berlin, co-founder and first editor Walrus Magazine, former owner and editor of Literary Review of Canada, author of over 100 articles.

Susie Edwards found out at an early age how looks can be an advantage if you do something wrong. It all started with small things like the family pet. One day when Susie was out walking the dog, she wanted to see if she could get away with killing the dog. Susie took the dog about twenty feet in front of the edge of a cliff deep within the woods in the back of her house threw a stick and told the dog to go fetch it. The dog did as asked and went over the edge of the cliff to its death. Susie thought this was cool, but Susie didn't realize killing things isn't such a cool thing to do. Susie was such a likable person who had many friends, but Susie was getting pretty bored with their company and never forgot about the rush she got when she watched her dog run off the edge of the cliff to its death. Susie was ready to test the waters of death on her friends. Susie invited three of her closest friends over for a sleepover.