giving context to the story that was and is megan's sister
what story?
i know who slenderman is
when i was in my teens i had a few very strange experiences
one day i woke up and there was this pale white face wearing an also pale white cowboy hat
the face had no eyes, nose or mouth
it said to me 'be a good person'
also in my teens i woke up from a dream where these two very strange and threatening male humanoid looking beast like people and a pretty girl appeared at the end of the dream as i awoke
i didnt know what to do about it i thought the two beast like people might hurt the girl
so much later when i was an adult i found out who they were
you know and probably know and care about the 2 beast like people
i thought they were the two toughest people in the universe - even tho they were fictional
i sent them back in time to protect the pretty girl after i went crazy when i found the hypnotic trigger
but i only realized that they were the people i had seen and wondered about in the dream just after i sent them back in time in my mind
they were wolverine, sabertooth and cathy and the pale faced being with the cowboy hat was a galactic ranger named chuck, I had created galactic rangers as part of a science fiction story
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a few minutes ago (10/14/19) from 'williamstown a blast to the past' fb group i've learned stunning things about our town from:
'Bob Wall, Ginger Wall, O. Dixon Marshall, Tom McMahon on Horseback 1940s
from left to right they are Bob Wall on Stepping Highway , Ginger Wall on Strolling Jean. O.Dixon Marshall and Tom McMahon, I can't remember the horse's names but do remember Dixons' horse with the watch eye.- Dick DeMayo
Nancy Wall Thorne's Mom was riding Strolling Jean, a Tennessee walker, and her Dad was riding Stepping Highway, a Saddlebred show horse. They were stabled in the old barn behind Fanny Tash's store and Potter's Wheel, just over the bridge in what is now Lindley Park where all the Wall girls learned how to ride. She said that it had to be in the late 40's.
horses were stabled across the river from Fannys/Green River Grist Mill, as I do recall the barn that was there. In around 1949-50 or so, a pipe froze and then 'burst' in the barn during a cold snap. The water sprayed out and froze on the river bank, creating a huge 'ice-sculpture' that had cars backed up on Water St. as people stopped to view the scene= Mike Miller
What's unusual about this photo is that my mother is in it. She was a very accomplished horsewoman, having ridden her father's horses since she was a child growing up in Adams, but with a number of young children at home, she frequently did most of the work getting the horses' manes and tails braided (no small job, I might add) and then turn the horse over to my father who did the parade and show riding. What is also unusual about this photo is that it represents not just the l940's but a prior time: Tom McMahon and my father were riding friends from the time they were 12 years old. My father had had rheumatic fever as a very young child and was frail. He first started driving horses, then started riding with Tom after his strength returned. My grandfather Wall had horses in North Adams...a sort of family tradition.
It was not uncommon for us to ride as a family, and frequently we met all of the McMahons, and occasionally the DeMayos, out riding the same trails when we were growing up. The tradition continues between our families to this day. Marcia, Maureen and Pat McMahon have ridden in Woodstock, Vermont for many years with the DeMayos (Dick, Carol, Lisa and Andrea), my sister Jinx and her husband Kurt Van Steemburg (from North Adams) and me. Riding horses together continues to connect us to Williamstown and each other, a tradition started by our fathers and grandfathers. -Nancy Wall Thorne
As a postscript, my best friends as a kid were my riding friends: Diana Sprague, Mike Quadland and Elaine Neely who today has more than a dozen horses at her farm on Woodcock Road. There was rarely a day I didn't ride with Elaine and Mike, meeting on Stone Hill after school. These friendships continue to this day.
And yet another postscript: Horses were everywhere in the old days. My older sister, Margie, was a superior teenage rider who won in the local horseshow at the Grange on Green River Road. Margie's friend, Betty Urbano, sometimes brought her pinto pony to the Mitchell School field for all of us to admire. Dr. McWilliams, when he wasn't making housecalls, was a familiar sight, driving his buggy on Bulkley Street. Phil and Susan Walsh had a horse farm in South Williamstown and my dad thought nothing of loading all of us kids into the buggy to pay them a visit. (They always had hot chocolate waiting for us).
I think we horse people had a common bond: we learned how to "stay in the saddle" when the unexpected happened....an idiom for life!
Many thanks to Nancy for giving us a glimpse of an earlier time that made Williamstown a special place where many of us grew up. '
cathy's last name was wall
my friend dave and his girlfriend karen rode their bicycles across the united states from coast to coast in the summer of 1986
dave once told me he had named his bike like people had named horses
cathy and i went to a club one night then after we went to the beach on lake ontario and suddenly i became really cold even tho i was wearing a winter jacket
''Human experimentation Edit
Main article: Human radiation experiments
From 1945 to 1947, Strong was the site of non-consensual human experimentation programs under supervision of the Manhattan Project and its successor, the United States Atomic Energy Commission.[4] A building adjacent to the hospital and connected to it via tunnel, dubbed the "Manhattan Annex," was constructed in 1943 as a field office for the Manhattan Project.[5] Over a period of two years starting in 1945, a total of seventeen patients admitted to Strong for unrelated ailments were injected with a plutonium or uranium solution without their knowledge.[4][6] The Atomic Energy Commission tracked the patients for the rest of their lives; after their deaths, the Commission exhumed their remains for testing. Surviving patients were later informed of the true nature of the experiments in 1974.[4].'
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strong_Memorial_Hospital
'Charles Augustus Strong was born in America on 28 November 1862, at Haverhill, Massachusetts. He was the eldest son of Augustus Hopkins Strong. In 1865 his father moved the family to Cleveland, Ohio, where they became acquainted with the family of John D. Rockefeller. Strong received education at the Rochester Theological Seminary, where his father was President.'
'In 1889, Strong married Bessie, the daughter of John D. Rockefeller.
In 1906, on the death of his wife, Strong moved with his daughter Margaret to Fiesole, Italy, near Florence. He died on 23 January 1940 near his Villa Le Balze, in Fiesole. The villa was left to Georgetown University by his daughter, Margaret Rockefeller Strong de Larraín, Marquesa de Cuevas, for the establishment there of the Charles August Strong Center for Scholarship.'
i told cathy 'i think my bike is being stolen'
when we got back to her apartment it had been
when i finally got back to my hometown the demayos gave me a bike
when i rode my bicycle to rochester ny in 1985 the state job center had jobs listed but wouldnt give out the addresses or names of the workplaces and you could only apply to 2 jobs / day but they wouldn't tell me where the workplaces were
most people paid $200 to a private job service to get a job in rochester and i didn't have it
now it is called 'crapchester'
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