Hanging On By My Teeth

When I was a child, back in those "good old days", trips to the dentist were horrifying. I actually hid under the house once with my brother trying to avoid going. I had a really good reason though. Back then, in the "good old days" children were not given anesthesia. Those who felt like this was a good thing advocated it, because, the pain would teach us to take better care of our teeth. The only thing it taught me was to look for a better place to hide next time. The pain was so horribly bad. It was child abuse, seriously, would you let a stranger drill into your child's teeth without any anesthesia? Lots of people, like myself, are born with teeth that have a thin veneer of enamel. No mat

Stronger

I watched this movie last night and it was really well done, but indeed, a bit intense to watch. The story is about Jeff Bowman who had been standing near the finish line of the Boston Marathon when a bomb went off right near his feet. Jeff's legs were literally blown off and the heartbreaking images of him being rushed out of the area in a wheelchair with his mutilated legs for all to see were beyond gruesome. The story focuses, not on the horror of his wounds or the bombers or even anything of the investigation, except for one thing. Jeff actually locked eyes with the bomber who placed the pack containing the bomb right near him. He was unconscious for quite some time, but when he came to,

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The greatness of a nation and it's moral progress can be judged by the way it's animals are treated - Mahatma Ghandi

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