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Vintage content about relationships, unions and romances past.
Forgotten
Most cannot recall these tales anymore. They used to be passed down from generation to generation. However, as technological advances took hold, these stories are long forgotten. Deemed fantasy, tossed away as witchcraft and wizardry. Placed alongside stories created about schools for those gifted in such a craft, or chalked up as the active imagination of young children.
By Mariam Michalak5 years ago in Humans
Was I born in the wrong generation?
Haha, those days when we feel and think we are older than we actually are.. *Sighs* *Gets up from chair, hearing some sort of crack in the body* You're wondering next time what part of the body is going to pop next, in theory. Or the times that you remember that it was a certain amount of years ago that you graduated, that you rode the bus for the last time, certain big points even little points in your life felt like eternity ago. Plus the people you remember growing up being little kids are adults and so forth.. Along with the technology.. oh boy, how it has changed since time began. Sometimes it's nice, sometimes it's better to do it the old fashion way.
By Roseinbloom5 years ago in Humans
Name for a Sister, Color TVs, Family Secrets, & The Beatles
Picture my world if you will. It is 1964 and we are living in Houston, Texas. My sister was born that first week of January, one day before my mother's birthday. My sister was mostly bald, but the red fuzz on top of her head was foretelling. We would have a beautiful, little red-headed girl. My brother, closer to two years old than to three, now had to share my mother's lap. I, who had better things to do than to be in my mother's lap, would soon be returning to my 3rd grade class when Christmas break was over. For our family, it was a joyous time.
By Shirley Belk5 years ago in Humans
Dull to Sparkling
You'd think living through the French Revolution and holding the hand of one of those who got to spit on Louis XVI's severed head would be glorious. You'd think that living through Napoleon's brief glory, then the return of the monarchy, then his briefer glory, then the final return of the monarchy would be just fantstic, but not for the daughter of a lady's maid and a poor philosopher. For those of us on the outer edges of society who had to earn our livings, it wasn't fabulous at all.
By Alexandra F6 years ago in Humans
Like many relationship stories, the history of St. Valentine is full of torture and pain
Valentine's Day may be beloved by romance-flushed individuals keen to express their passion, and by retailers for the massive windfalls of cash it generates ($18.2 billion in the US this year) in cards, toy bears, and items adorned with hearts, but for others—the single among us, for example—it’s a painful reminder of thise primacy society gives to couple and an exercise in hollow consumption. like many relationship stories, the history of St. Valentine is full of torture and pain.
By Fluo & Pattern6 years ago in Humans
Apple Orchard Combat
There is nothing more satisfying than visiting an apple orchard on a brisk, autumn day. You reach down to collect a mushy, worm eaten discard lying in a wet puddle under a tree. Cock your arm, let fly, and watch as the projectile explodes into a mist of apple sauce and seeds as it connects with the jaw of some close high school buddy or grade school pal (or enemy).
By Walter Rhein7 years ago in Humans
A Designer Obsessed with Luxury
When I was just a little boy in grade school in small town USA, I noticed that some of my other school mates were more popular than others. I wanted to be liked like them. So, I set out on a mission to figure out what was going on. I watched how these special kids talked, were they funny? Were they brighter than me? Where they better looking? Did they dress different?
By Leo Dowell7 years ago in Humans
