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in Education
I need to bring you up to date on a problem that started way back in High School but now began to show itself.  My father decided that since I was so good in math and science that I should take all the classes of this type possible while in High...

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in Advice
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Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Life Lessons in the Mahjong Tiles   Who among frequent computer users does not occasionally play a game or take an anonymous on-line quiz?  Call the practice a diversion, a habit, or an addiction…but one thing is...

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in Business/Career
When I was fifteen I got my first job.  I worked at a Carpet store.  That lasted one week before I found a job more to my liking.  I then sharpened lawnmowers for $1.00 per hour.  It was mechanical in nature and I was well adapted for it.  I worked for...

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in Growing Up
I started high school at South High in September 1956 and I remember thinking how big it was.  I began participating in the chess club right away and I continued this activity for my entire three years of high school.  During my first year we took the Salt Lake City championship.  This...

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in Growing Up
I had my first date when I was in Junior High School.  I had decided to ask a girl to go with me to an afternoon dance at school.  I don't remember who it was; but, I do remember sitting downstairs by the telephone trying to get up the nerve to call...

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in Growing Up
During this period of my life, beginning when I was 10 or 11, I began to develop a real interest in the church.  I began to wonder if this was really true or not.  I reasoned that my parents could tell me anything that they wanted and perhaps they were feeding...

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in Growing Up
The first Sunday after I turned 12 I was ordained a Deacon by my father.  I was pleased but I was afraid to pass the Sacrament for fear that I would make a mistake and be laughed at.  I really had a problem with fears of one kind or another as...

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in Growing Up
Just when I turned eleven the Boy Scouts of America changed their rules and began to allow 11-year-old boys into the program and I went right in.  Scouting was for me and I really participated.  This was the only year that the Church allowed 11-year-old boys to be in the actual...

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in Childhood
        When we returned to Salt Lake City we went by train and my sister Louise was with us.  When we arrived there, we lived with my grandmother Brasher for a few weeks as we looked for a house.         My folks found a nice...

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in Childhood
During this entire phase of my life mother and I were alone together as dad was in Alaska in the Army.  When he returned we went to Schenectady, New York, as he had a position with General  Electric as an electrical engineer.  Here is where I have my first childhood memories. ...

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in Growing Up
 Swimming was always a real problem for me while I was growing up.  At the age of ten, I got started on swimming lessons and I was still deathly afraid of the water.  So rather than go swimming I used to sneak out and go over to Temple Square and...

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in Growing Up
When I was about 9 or 10 years old I decided that I wanted a bicycle, but my father didn't feel that I needed one and wouldn't buy it.  He said that if I wanted one, I would have to save for it myself.  So, I told him to put my...

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in Childhood
I was born in Wilkinsburg, Pennsylvania, on March 30, 1941.  I do not exactly recall my birth, but others were there and assure me that it occurred.  I not only do not recall my birth, but I also have lost track of my early childhood.  Again, I must rely on others to...

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in Business/Career
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On the road…again!!! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Follow the Trail of Breadcrumbs   As movie fans and tv viewers know all too well, there are certain lines in the scripts that become classics that develop a life of their own.  We subconsciously...

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in Other
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in Growing Up
I was born in Portsmouth, Ohio on January 15, 1931, during the Depression years. My mom and dad, Ruth Isabel Thrickmorton and Walter Leroy Arnold, were living with my dad's grandparents, Minnie Burkhart and Adolph Arnold, at 814 Eighth Stree, Portsmouth, Ohio. My great-grandparents had built the house in approximately 1892....

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in Growing Up
I was born in Portsmouth, Ohio on January 15, 1931, during the Depression years. My mom and dad, Ruth Isabel Thrickmorton and Walter Leroy Arnold, were living with my dad's grandparents, Minnie Burkhart and Adolph Arnold, at 814 Eighth Stree, Portsmouth, Ohio. My great-grandparents had built the house in approximately 1892....

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I don’t recall for sure where I met her, but, since she lived in a nearby town, Coffeyville (KS) and we belonged to the same small church, it was probably at a church Christmas party in the very early `50’s.  I was about 18 years old and attending the Municipal University...

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in Achievement
Our Family History Mission to New York City (Manhattan) in the New York, New York North Mission was a life-changing experience.  We met so many wonderful people and had the opportunity to serve in the New York, NY, Family History Center and the Manhattan Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ...

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in Advice
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Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek     But Don’t Take My Word For It     Trolling the waters of Internet social sites leads to the realization that among the millions of people who choose to respond with comments, there are the cautious...