JANE'S BLOG
Being Human we all have emotions which come out in different ways and at different times but that is what makes us the strange life form we are! so perhaps we can start to rekindle the loving we all need.
Yesterday was a very Sad- day in that we remember Two Years ago My Wife's Mother Died she was an Honorable Woman and despite her extremely hard life was a Good role model and Mother to my Wife and a Second Mother to me she Loved all her Children was a Human Being- always willing to give, to help, The Heart of a small community.
Sylvia You have left a very big hole you are Sadly Missed.
these Words come straight from the Heart of Malcolm Geer son of Edward Geer .
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I have just come off of the Wounded Knee Site and from what I have read it would seem that The Black Hills that we know was Stolen !! is back in View with the "Dollar" being used to cover up the wrong done to the People of the Lakota. Some being in need of this wanting to take the Dollars offered others looking at the Bigger Picture! I cannot help but Remember how When Nelson Mandela was finally let out of Prison all those years back it was because of the huge Global Awareness to his injustice which should have happened much sooner. LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW THE STORY. We have a News Paper in Britain with a Reporter called Robert Fisk http://www.robert-fisk.com/ called the (Independent) which does not come across as Part of the Establishment as some of the bigger names do.
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1st August 2007 Mr. &Mrs. Geer and Daughter Rosie Arabella Phoenix Geer.
William--Jo--Jane--Rosie--Malcolm--Gerald
Only
those beneath me can envy or hate me. Kahlil
Gibran Always with me Dad.
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Judgment is all to easy on a full belly.
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The farmer and his lady have departed this cold earth. The one that they both left behind goes on for all she's worth. She sees them in her dreams and knows they're not so far away. The one she calls her daughter gets her through the day. She knows that when she's old herself to death that she must yield. And then they'll all meet up again in a summer poppy field. ---------------------------------------------
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