...Rashaun Sells Mr. Wallin WR. 121-04 18 March 2013 Harold Michael Lawless There are many people that are special to me. I have my mother who is my best-friend, my older brother who was the man in our family that helped raise me, and my little brother, who is so kind, gentle, and the happiest kid that keeps a smile on my face. They all are special to me, but there is one person who is at the top of my special list. When I was a young kid, I always wanted to be down at the bowling alley. Why is this? This is because that’s where he loved to be. I’d walk into the bowling alley; it would be loud, with the mix of music and peoples laughter. I’d look down by the lanes to see if he was there, and if he wasn’t, I’d keep walking. It felt like there were hundreds of people around. Finally, I would find him, by one of the lanes. As I’d sit down, I’d smell the corn dogs and french-fries coming from the concession stand. Every now and then you could hear the balls hitting the lanes, then the knocking of the pins going down. I remember watching him bowl, in my mind he was the best one there. He had the perfect form, he’d release the ball and his thumb would come up to his ear, and I would say the words that he says to me when he taught me the form, “yah, just like that kiddo, make sure you take that thumb to your ear, slide it over the top of that ear, swipe your hair back, and say, I’m a cool kid!” The ball would hit the lane, knock the pins down, and then I’d hear everybody around...
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...Against incredible odds a great man was born July 14, 1945, my grandpa Bobby Dean Moore Staton. He is a reflection of the good times and some bad times. My grandpa is who helped make the structure for who I am. When he was young he lost his mother and he and his five other siblings went to stay with my great grandma Lula Mae. Grandma Lula Mae raised him as well as her own five kids in a three bedroom house. My grandpa being the second oldest after his older brother Arthur left for the service, took care of his five siblings. At the tender age of 11 when he was diagnosed with polio and became paralyzed on the left side of his body, this did not stop this extraordinary man from getting a job and providing for his family. My grandpa was providing and dealing with hardships as a young boy, but he never left his family even at his own weakness. When he got into to his late teens he met my grandmother and used to ride his bike to see her all the time. When he finally asked for her to marry he bought her a house and moved from Greenville, NC to Bridgeport, Ct. Being the family man he ended up with two kids and 12 grandchildren. After working for many years the family received gut-wrenching news when he got into a car accident that left him seriously injured. He was so badly hurt that metal rods, poles and plates were placed in his jaw, legs, and feet. The family seemed down when my grandpa remained in the hospital for weeks. My grandmother even had to let him stay in the hospital care...
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...lifetime, but none has had such an astounding impact like my grandfather Antonio. I was only six and naïve when he passed, and I thought he would be with me forever. A couple months before his passing, we went out take a walk and he told me his motto in life: “Live life, don’t let it live you.” As I recall, no one has had such an impact in my life with words as my grandpa Tonio. I was born in a small ranching town in Zacatecas, Mexico. All everyone knew how to do was herd cattle and grow cash crops as most people only completed 6 years of schooling. At the very young age my grandfather (with the absence of my dad in the U.S.) took me out with him to take the cattle for grazing in the morning and to plow the crops during the afternoon. While walking and herding the rowdy cattle or sitting in the tractor while plowing everlasting fields of crops, grandpa Tonio would tell me stories of how he met my grandma or how he had to leave his home to come to the U.S. and work under the Braceros Program. Never did I hear my grandfather complain about a thing in his life, which I imagine was harder than I could ever think it to be. Grandpa Tonio always did tell me to not only be kind to others, but to also be kind to yourself because in the end, all you have is yourself; your life to live. Despite having a loving father, my grandfather was the only father figure I really had for the first seven years of my life because my dad was in the U. S. working to support us back in Mexico. He taught me...
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...holding on to the wobbly, old railing next to me and entered the living room where my Mom and Grandpa had been living for the past few days. It smelled as it always did, except for the indistinguishable stench of waiting. A smell like a hospital lounge, a counselor’s office in a high school, or a dirty bus stop filled with strangers. I waited for a moment, just standing there. It was so hard to...
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...Grandpa Joe was on his way to the grocery store when suddenly he was struck from the side by another car. Grandpa Joe was in critical condition and on his way to the hospital. Once he was there he was swarmed by doctors and nurses evaluating every aspect of his body to obtain a general basis of his injuries. From the evaluation, the medical experts input Grandpa Joe’s data into a system which gave the doctors the horrific response that Grandpa Joe would most likely survive his accident but with extensive treatments. In the article, Medical Technology and Ethical Issues written by William E. Thompson and Joseph Hickey explain the RIP system and the controversial argument of if we should allow technology to determine our quality of life. The advancements of technology over the years has helped the medical industry strive for greatness, I agree with the...
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...Heroes come in many forms, although some may see heroism in different ways, everyone can agree veterans carry the traits of true heroes. Heroism is defined as doing something to help others without expecting anything in return. Many people could be described as heroes, and my Grandpa is one example. My Grandpa, Andrew Joseph Schemenaur, was a hero because of the vital role he had in the Marines and the way he sacrificed two years of his life to serve his country. He turned eighteen on September tenth and he left for the service September thirtieth the year after he graduated high school, which happened to be right at the end of World War II. Grandpa Andy was a true hero. Sacrifices are often made by heroes to help others, and my Grandpa sacrificed two years of his life and relationships with people to help serve his country. Right after high school he got up and left to go to Camp Lejeune, leaving everything he had behind to help...
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...My grandpa Patrick served in the Army because there were no other job available. My veteran has 9 kids and there names are Laura,Scott,Philip,Bradley,Cory,Steven,Jennifer,Ryan,and Corey.My grandpa was a E5 specalst and curtly lives in Ottawa Lake Mi.My grandpa is married to Dorthy Elg. I found him becase he is my grandpa.My vetrans date of birth is Dec.11, 1939. Patrick volunteered then drafted and was living in Sylvania Ohio when he was drafted. My Veteran join the Military because there was no jobs available. My grandpa chose the Army because all of his uncles were in the Army. My grandpa recalled his first days in service it was in Cleveland and it felt like a life changing experience. Patrick had Basic training at FT Knox.While he was there it was the coldest winter in fifty years. My grandpa got through bootcamp one day at a time....
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...missed patches of whiskers, along with big, bushy, white eyebrows and eyes as blue as him GMC truck. This is my caring, take-the-shirt-off-your-back Grandpa. Ever since I can remember, my brother and I have been calling my grandfather on my mother’s side Grandpa Up. Being that my grandparents live on Lake Vermilion, we...
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...My Grandpa The Selfless Man Having courage, bravery, and diligence all describes a “hero” in my mind. My grandpa, Michael Hipes is my hero because of all these qualities. He was a veteran and served for a long time. He always was willing to help anybody in need. Michael was actually my step Grandpa because my Grandpa died when my dad was eight. He lived a very hard demanding life. That is why Michael Hipes is “My Michigan Hero.” Michael Hipes had quite a rough childhood. He would have to work with his dad all day and get yelled at by his dad when he got home. He could have easily grown up to do the same thing to my dad but instead he made the better decision. Michael decided to care for my dad. That is another reason why he is “My Michigan Hero.”...
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...In Cold Sassy Tree, the citizens of Cold Sassy typically characterize Grandpa Blakeslee as rude and gruff. The town likes to gossip about little things and big things alike, and Grandpa Blakeslee gives the town plenty of big things to gossip about. For example, someone at Will’s “survival party” said, “You want my opinion, Rucker’s been hoping to get shet a-Mattie Lou [his wife] ever since he laid eyes on the milliner.” Because Grandpa disobeyed the established societal norm, people think that he wanted to get rid of his wife because he was lusting after another woman. Smiley Snodgrass’ grandmother even goes as far as to say that she thinks that the only reason Grandpa Blakeslee married Miss Mattie Lou was to get all of the land that her...
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...Sabrina Childers Andy Tigert Intro to Diversity Studies January 13, 2016 The Oneida Nation My great grandfather, who we call “Grandpa Indian,” was fifty percent Oneida. In turn, my grandmother is a quarter and she is the last generation of the family to receive benefits from the tribe. My mother being an eighth, and I a sixteenth, means that we do not possess enough Oneida blood to be eligible for the benefits but I still consider it to be a big part of my ancestry because it is all I really know about it, even if it does not make up a lot of my heritage. The Wisconsin Oneida Indian Tribe consists of 16,567 members as of today. It falls within the Brown and Outagamie counties. Seeing that their reservation is in northeastern Wisconsin today...
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...My grandpa had been sick for a long while. My grandpa got strokes but they didn’t make him bed bound he just needed daily checkups. He shopped most of his time or, was on the computer he always got me treats and he built stuff in his spare time. My grandpa had many old car a red convertible was my favorite. My grandma was healthy at the time and always worked in her garden. Her bones and muscles were weak so she broke her bones a lot but she was strong for her age. She always wanted me and my sister to ride horses and go to her house but she wasn’t a person give up for some stuff that’s mostly why she broke so much bones. She likes hunting where I hate it i like meat though that's not something i can give up so at my house I mostly eat free...
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...and realized he had the capability of doing something that would help people around him, so he did it. Beowulf lived a great life and achieved all the duties he came across. Because of the great life he lived, Beowulf earned a celebration in the event of his death. People felt a great sorrow when he died, but were able to think of all the great tasks he accomplished and used his life as an example for theirs. In my life, my Grandpa Dale has this effect on me due to his success, his willingness to help others, and the way people remember him presently....
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...Morrissey, we are able to learn about Grandma and Grandpa Kaspaw and how deep their connection is. Grandma Kaspaw demonstrates her first act of love by saving her grandson “she saved me from my own mother, who wanted to tie me in a potato sack and throw me in a slough.” (Erdrich 275) Grandma Kaspaw loved her family and did whatever it took to make sure they were taken care of. In the story Grandpa Kaspaw suffers from Alzheimer’s disease “So I didn’t really listen to hard when the doctor said this was some kind of disease old people got...” (Erdrich 276). This disease really begins to test the love that Grandpa and Grandma have for each other. It is very hard for Grandma to watch him go through this “second childhood” (Erdrich 275) as Grandpa calls it. During this time his behavior is erratic and he does things that are very out of character. The catalyst in this story is Lulu Lamartine, who is a female on the reservation that has had a crush on Grandpa her whole life. She takes advantage of Grandpas disease and allows there to be relations with herself and Grandpa. “but even Grandma had trouble keeping her patience once he started sneaking off to Lamartien’s place…. That’s one of the reasons why he goes.”(Erdrich 276) This is very hard for Grandma to deal with but her love for Grandpa stays strong, and she tries all kinds of things to help bring Grandpa back to her. “Grandma tried to get me to put the touch on Grandpa soon after he began stepping out.” (Erdrich 276)...
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...grandparents, parents, or a sibling. For me that person is my grandpa. My grandpa is one of the hardest working people I have ever known. People always say that my grandpa and I are very similar. One thing that stands out about our similarities is that we both played baseball in college. My grandpa grew up on the west side of Chicago in a neighborhood called Garfield Park. He grew up in a lower class family that often couldn’t afford nice things. Since he loved the game of baseball, situations would sometimes come down to if he wanted a new baseball glove or new cloths. My grandpa no brainer would pick the baseball glove. After high school, my grandpa went on to attend Western Illinois University on a full baseball scholarship. During his baseball career at Western Illinois, a lot of pro scouts would come to see him play. Teams would send him letters and even visit with him to talk about his future. My grandpa was never interested in playing professional baseball though. It always was hard for me to understand why he never took up the chance to be a professional baseball player. I mean let's be honest, who doesn’t want to be a professional athlete when you’re a kid? Whenever I would ask him, my grandpa would always tell me “Matt there are way more important things than playing a game that involves hitting a ball with a stick in life”. Being young and dumb, I would also ask too, what can be more important than that? My grandpa would look at me and say, Family first. As I grew older...
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