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Vintage content about relationships, unions and romances past.
The Game
THE GAME The silence was so loud. You could hear a sweat drop onto the cold concrete of the floor that day. 72 heartbeats almost in sync with one another, but 72 minds each in its own place of solitude. Focused and consumed by a drive to be the best. It was intoxicating, it was like everything else had vanished and there was only one thing to worry about. Without this we had nothing else. Moments passed as we got closer to our destiny, but it felt like eternity.
By Kenneth Betts2 years ago in Humans
The Captain Beneath the Waves
You can hardly see the sunlight down here. Up above, distant rays danced across the rippling surface of the ocean like polar lights. It's quiet, this place, always quiet. The long silence is only broken by the cracking groan of the ship shifting in its grave. Her name was Aurora. A twin-screw steamer, all 296 feet of her has been encrusted in a skin of algae and coral. Her belly is full of sharks, huge lingcod and snappers. Schools of herring swarm around her deck, some dashing in out of windows and cracks in the hull. In this way it seems to me she is, perhaps, more alive in this death below than she had ever been above the surface of the sea.
By James Butterbaugh2 years ago in Humans
Who said?
Every gem is rough before it is polished, but it is not worthless because it is unpolished. Likewise, Silver retains value even under its tarnish and so does the silver-haired rancher who can truly say, "I'm not dead yet!" Somewhere in America the elderly are aging with questions of ‘what happened to my worth, my value. I’ve done so much for you, my state and the world just by doing my job of caring for animals that depended on me to fatten them up for the harvest.’ Who can imagine the long days, the heartbroken nights of losing stock for the cold or the storm or the stillborn?
By Verna K Gunderson2 years ago in Humans
Carolina
It was the last weekend of August, and we were camping with some friends on the shore of Lake Hartwell, South Carolina. I was were flipping some steaks on the grill while the children were playing around us. It was really hot, and the vicinity of the grill didn’t help at all. I reached for a beer in the cooler nearby when I saw a giant butterfly with an intricate red and black design flying around. I called my son to have a look at it, and, to my infinite surprise, the butterfly came straight to him and sat on his outstretched finger.
By Cristian Carstoiu3 years ago in Humans
TRY MID CENTURY VIA PHONE BOOK
Vintage products are always good looking and gives an aesthetic vibe to the user. The only thing needed to keep in mind shall be the quality of product according to prices. Such vintage products are expensive in nature because they are rare to find. These products are also very hard to get so stealing the opportunity becomes a necessity.
By Anubha Gupta3 years ago in Humans
Summer at the Warped Tour
Ah Warped Tour, a day of heat and craziness. But also some of the best and memorable times of your life. I've been to a lot of festivals, but Warped Tour always holds a place in my heart. A lot of my friends always associate me with metal music, but its really pop/punk and emo music that holds my heart. Don't get me wrong I do love metal, but this music just hits different.
By Kimmiekins43 years ago in Humans
Voices of a Shattered Generation
In the late 90's it was common for youngsters to stay out all hours of the day, and night and come home at an agreed-upon time. Without truly knowing what time it was, as we did not have the constant knowledge of time with us as we have now with cell phones. Who really wanted to wear a watch anyways (now we cannot leave home without our smartwatches or Fitbit)? It was a different time we were lucky to have our discman's with the latest Spice Girls, Britney Spears, or NSYNC album jamming in our ears. The nineties were not a time of huge stress for our kids, we didn't have to worry about what our favorite Tik-Toker was doing, or what was streaming on Netflix. We could ride our bikes across the county, and play in the cattle fields, or we could go hang out in the abandoned buildings in town. There were no overtones of terrorism or economic downfall. There was no public outcry of kidnapping and human trafficking. We were in a constant state of bliss, and just living our best lives. The times were full of happiness and adventure, we thought we were young Huckleberry Finns exploring the wilderness of rural Oregon.
By Dustin Havens3 years ago in Humans
"Coming Out"
When a young lady “came out” in the Victorian and Edwardian Eras, it meant something quite different to how the generation understands those words today. For a young lady, who was born into a wealthy family, it was one of the most important events in her life. It represented her change in ‘status’ from a child to an adult and it ‘introduced’ her to society. This occurred (usually) between her 15 and 18th birthday and ‘showed’ that the young lady was ready to marry. Before this, she was always in the school room, rarely going out to parties.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 years ago in Humans
How nurses make it better
I knew what I wanted to be from a very young age, as my sister drew her last breath I vowed I would become the best nurse I could possibly be. 2013 I applied for my nursing and was accepted. I passed with straight A's and a destinction. I wished I had applied earlier but low confidence and self-esteem led me to believe I wasn't good enough. I let the years slip by me when I was more than capable of doing it, the effects of a cruel mother and her words over my whole child hood made me think I couldn't but I did!
By Michelle King3 years ago in Humans
Selling Japanese Antique
If you are thinking about investing in a hobby or trying to turn something around on your investment portfolio, then maybe it would be wise to start selling Japanese antiques. The antique market in Japan is one of the most lucrative worldwide. While the country has been open to western culture for many decades, with everything from sushi to Zen gardens, there are still many treasures hidden away in the Japanese culture that can fetch a very high price on the international market. Some people are willing to pay top dollar, so if you are interested in learning how to sell Japanese antiques then it may pay off well for you to learn some basics and get your feet wet in the business before you venture out on your own.
By Olivia Martinez3 years ago in Humans
The Archivist
While the clocks tick away in the corner of the room, I sit and contemplate the day. With the draw of my vape pen, I notice the shapes forming in the twist and turns of the white clouds and I begin to think about my work. With a sip of coffee and a push of a button on the computer my day begins. Soon I will be so emerged in my work that the world around me disappears.
By Sheila L. Chingwa3 years ago in Humans
A White Set of Cracker Jacks
When I was in the Navy in the Nineteen Eighties, McNamara had given the Navy business suits for uniforms. No style, just a nasty business suit. The Navy was unimpressed. They asked that some modern Cracker Jacks be made available. When the white uniform came out, I bought a set. I thought I looked hot in them. Little did I know the Officers had noticed me, and I would be sorry I bought them. I had the POW (Petty Officer of the Watch) when we pulled in to port. The Captian was OOD (Officer Of the Deck). I was not sure what to think.
By Mark Stigers 3 years ago in Humans